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THIS. ^^ Listen, I love a Dramione story and I love a redemption arc, but let's be honest, Canon Ron was the ultimate "Best Friend to Boyfriend" storyline.

Do I think he and Hermione would work in a more modern version of the story? No. Do I love the way they work in canon? Yes. I love the movies, but Book Weasleys > Movie Weasleys every single time.

Ron Weasley offered the stranger sitting next to him on the train half his sandwich even though it was all he had.

Ron Weasley sacrificed himself for the good of Harry and Hermione at age eleven because even then he thought they were more important than he was, and the ones worth saving.

Ron Weasley was Harry Potter's first friend and the first thing Harry ever had resembling a family.

Ron Weasley lived in a cramped house and wore hand me down robes and he didn't even think twice about offering his room and food and family to Harry every break.

Ron Weasley took care of Harry Potter and Hermione Granger when they were too busy taking care of the rest of the world to worry about themselves.

Ron Weasley stood on broken bones when he was thirteen years old, to tell a man infamous for murder that if he planned on killing his best mate, he would have to go through him first.

Ron Weasley was the person Harry would miss most in the world.

Ron Weasley was a pureblood wizard who, from a very young age, devoted his life to abolishing blood status, even if he didn't quite understand his own privilege.

Ron Weasley gave Dobby his own clothes and socks to be buried in, because he understood how important it would have been to him.

Ron Weasley thought about saving the house elves when everyone else forgot..

If you don't love Ron Weasley, The Boy Who Cared, I don't know what books you read but they weren't the same ones I did.

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I feel like this is just writing in general. I'm trying so hard to approach all writing with a, "this is just for me - this is just for fun" attitude. It's difficult, but it's helping.

I want a full fic of this, and I'm normally iffy about 8th year fics.

“I dare you to kiss Hermione,” said Ginny, grinning conspiratorially in her friend’s direction.

Hermione turned her attention to Malfoy, her stomach fluttering in anxious anticipation. But then she noticed the obvious discomfort on his face and her excitement fizzled. Weeks of studying together, late-night lab sessions—their prize-winning Potions project!—and he couldn’t even stomach the thought of one measly little kiss?

The common room fell silent when Malfoy didn’t budge. A dozen seventh and eighth-years sat around an empty Firewhisky bottle, its neck pointed in Malfoy’s direction like an accusation.

She wished the ground would swallow her whole.

Seconds later, Theo re-entered the room, donning a Slytherin jumper and a lumpy knit scarf, cheeks red after flying a lap around the castle starkers to fulfill his dare.

He looked around, confused. “What’s up?”

Hermione felt a sharp stab of betrayal seeing Theo in the scarf she’d knit Malfoy for Christmas. It wasn’t the cashmere or spider silk fabric he was used to, but Malfoy had seemed genuinely touched by the gesture, immediately replacing his Slytherin scarf with the one Hermione had made for him. In turn, Malfoy had tied his Slytherin scarf around her neck, stepping back to admire her with an affectionate look. The scarf had smelled like him, so naturally Hermione had kept it on all day. Even inside.

And now here was her gift, draped haphazardly around Theo’s neck like he’d grabbed the first thing he’d found on the floor to warm himself up. Message received.

Glaring daggers in Malfoy’s direction, Ginny replied coldly, “Nothing. Malfoy just thinks he’s too good to kiss Hermione on a dare.”

“Oh?” Theo eyed his best mate curiously.

Malfoy opened his mouth to reply, but then his gaze flicked down to Theo’s neck and whatever he’d wanted to say died on his lips as his eyes narrowed.

“I’ll kiss her.” Theo walked up to Hermione and cupped her cheeks. His hands were like slabs of ice, and she shivered, but then his lips, cold and hard, met hers and approximately five seconds later it was over and Hermione felt like crying.

The room seemed to heave a sigh of relief as Theo settled at the foot of Hermione’s armchair and spun the bottle again.

Hermione jumped off her seat and bolted for the dorms, not slowing even as footsteps followed her up the stairs.

“Granger, wait!”

“I just want to be alone right now,” she cried, nearly at her bedroom door.

A hand grabbed her arm.

She glanced down at his pale knuckles and the expanse of blond hair that disappeared beneath a bunched-up sleeve. She recalled the way he'd trembled when she’d traced the protruding veins of his forearm last week, waiting for their potion to boil. His gaze following her touch intricately.

“Are you mad at me?” he asked quickly.

She yanked her arm back, refusing to meet his eyes. “I’m humiliated. You made it seem like I was diseased!”

He made a painstaking groan. “I just didn’t want to kiss you like that. In front of everyone.”

“Right. Heavens forbid they catch you snogging a Mudblood.”

“No.” He shook his head. “It’s not that. Not at all.”

“What is it then?” She looked up, catching the familiar warmth in his eyes when he looked at her. Even mid-argument they held that affectionate sparkle. Seeing her.

He stepped back, running a hand through his hair. “I didn’t mean to embarrass you. It’s just that—when I kiss you, I want you to know it’s because I’ve thought of nothing else for weeks.”

Her mind snagged on how he’d said ‘when’ and not ‘if’.

Smiling nervously, he touched her hand, stroking his thumb over the swell of her palm. Because of course, on top of his boyish good looks, astute ambition, and effortless sense of humour, the boy had to be sentimental, too. Gods.

He tugged her forward until their legs touched, eyes never leaving her face.

Heart hammering against her ribcage, Hermione lifted her head as Draco descended.

-

The next morning, he was waiting for her at the foot of the dormitory stairs. His scarf twisted delicately around his neck and tucked into his coat. When she reached the last step, he captured her chin between his fingers and kissed her with breathtaking confidence.

A stunned silence filled the common room as everyone watched Hermione and Draco leave together, their hands firmly intertwined.

(736 words, loosely inspired by a scene from 'Every Summer After' by Carley Fortune)

p.s. hi i missed writing dramione ficlets so here we are.

I definitely laughed harder at this than I should have.

BRIDGERTON (2020—) S03 | E06

I have not yet watched Derry Girls, despite it being on my list for ages and so many people telling me I'll love it. This gifset might be the kick up the butt I need.

DERRY GIRLS (2018 - 2022) ↳ Clare Devlin once said...

Hector Elizondo & John Rhys-Davies Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement (2004) dir. Garry Marshall

Above image is a pride flag with every color band represented by a NASA image. White is Earth clouds, pink is aurora, blue is the Sun in a specific wavelength, brown is Jupiter clouds, black is the Hubble deep field, red is the top of sprites, orange is a Mars crater, yellow is the surface of Io, green is a lake with algae, blue is Neptune, and purple is the Crab Nebula in a specific wavelength.

Auror Malfoy ffs is my Roman Empire I swear

These are all stunning, but that first dress is what I want to wear if I ever win a really big award. Can you imagine how fucking ethereal you would feel gliding up on a stage to accept an award in this??!

Sara Mrad 'Golden Monarch' fall 2024 rtw

Marina receiving the Whistledown sheet where Penelope reveals herself

How do we know which part of the love story we're in?

Are we in the really difficult part before we get our shit together and it's about to get really fucking good?

Or is our story the one that kicks off my book of falling in love with myself and finding peace or someone else? Is this the story that leads to my story, alone?

If it's the first...how many more chapters until we get to the part where it all makes sense and neither one of us knows how we ever lived for a second without the other?

If it's the second...God, can you just rip my heart out now so we can get on with it?

(please) **STOP GIVING WARRIOR WOMEN ARMS LIKE SPARROW LEGS. WOMEN HAVE BICEPS TOO!!**

The book: she was an expert swordsman and a worthy opponent. athletic, strong, etc.

The fanart: we're talking waifish

Idk if this has been done yet-

I realize a lot of people are talking about wanting to slap Cardan, but I wanted to slap Jude. She knows the fae speak in riddles. She knows Cardan is clever in that stupid boy way. The fact that she didn't immediately turn around and say, "Bitch, I am the Crown," baffles me. Like, she's smart. Why did she not get this?!

cardan when he exiled jude:

the fandom:

You can love Dramione AND Romione. The universe will not implode, I promise. That's the fun of fiction. (Also, how could you not love it when there's adorable fanart like this??)

Hermione and her two red cats

Yes! I keep saying he's my fancast for Auror Draco in my head and people go, "Sorry? Who?"

Thank goodness. I've found my people, clearly.

on my dramione hyper fixation again !!!

I made this 😁 and I am so proud of it. My fan cast for Draco is Danny Griffin, please do not judge my decision it is just my opinion. Thank you!

Also if anyone has any fan fic recommendations for me, that would be wonderful!! I just finished Various Storms and Saints and I am not okay, I need more.

Also I think the song Fornight by Taylor Swift fits them SO WELL!!! Omg fr fr

“Suddenly she realized that what she was regretting was not the lost past but the lost future, not what had not been but what would never be.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald, A Nice Quiet Place

my favorite customer service slip ups

This artwork is just STUNNING.

Lovers of Elfhame by Frostbite Studios

I notice his hands.

After so many years together, I thought they would have changed. I thought they would be stronger, show the years of hard work we've put in to this life we've created.

But they're soft, calloused only from the bar at the gym.

They don't show the effort.

They don't show the strain.

Is that because mine are the only ones putting in the work?

Is that because mine are the only ones gripping the tools, breaking apart the wood, ripping down the walls?

Did I make a mistake when I chose this man?

Did I not look closely enough at the details?

I have forgiven hurts so deeply carved, transgressions no other woman would allow, and now...

Now, I notice his hands.

I look at mine, scarred and marked from the backbreaking work of building our home, our life.

I look at his - as perfect as the day we met - not a blemish to be found.

And I wonder.

I notice his hands.

i'm not the praying sort, but i'll probably always have a soft spot for the astronaut's prayer

If I could still do hours in heels like I could pre-Lockdown, I would absolutely be buying these.

Jude would wear these, she’d run in these, she’d murder in these, and id eat it up

Resources for Writers

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Please note I haven’t read everything on this list, so I can’t speak to all it contains/ accuracy, ya dig?

Writing a Blind or Visually Impaired Character by @mimzy-writing-online​

Resources For Writing Deaf, Mute, or Blind Characters by @thecaffeinebookwarrior​

Writing Sign Language F.A.Q by @concerningwolves​

Words for Skin Tone | How to Describe Skin Color by @writingwithcolor​

Words to Describe Hair by @writingwithcolor​

So You Want Your OC to be Jewish by @bailey-writes​

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Body Language Cheat Sheet for Writers from @theinformationdump​

Cheat Sheet for Writing Emotion by @thewriterswitch​

How to Write a Realistic Argument by @she-who-fights-and-writes​

How to write softness by @oriorwriter​

Writing villains / villains motivations by @the-modern-typewriter​

Personality traits/flaws by @rivalwrites​

Writing Consent - written for The Witcher fandom but the advice is actually general, by @hailhailsatan​

How to Write Characters in Realistic Polyamorous Relationships - by @simplyoriginalcharacters​

How to Write OCs With Trauma

Writing Enemies to Lovers by @pianowritesstuff​

How to write a kiss

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This story did make me cry with laughter. Mostly because I remember going to Little League games and this is scarily accurate.

The Malfoy-Potter quidditch rivalry continues. 

(Thank you emilyprocraftinates for commissioning me. Inspired by ‘The League’ by I’m All Teeth.)

Ugh. Like, I'm aware, but also...just, why?!