Tag: fic rec

deadcatwithaflamethrower:

The adventures of Unassuming Hufflepuff continue. In an Unassuming fasion.

Summer at the manor was quiet except when Granddad insisted
on morning target practice in the range set up in the back garden. Doctors
argued with him about it, but Granddad insisted that shooting revolvers kept
the arthritis at bay.

Doctors, Uh has noticed, really do not like it when a cure
that should never work actually does work.

“ALEX!”

“MY NAME IS UH, GRANDDAD!” Uh shouts back, closing
their book with a sigh.

“WHATEVER!” Graddad replies from the garden. “YOU HAVEN’T
BEEN ON THE RANGE YET THIS WEEK!”

Uh puts their book aside, vacates the bench on the balcony,
and then climbs down the support column to land in the back garden with a
thump. “Granddad, I have a wand. I don’t need to shoot anyone when I can
hex them. Besides, guns don’t work at Hogwarts.”

“No, modern
guns don’t work at Hogwarts,” Granddad corrects Uh cheerfully, clearing
the barrels of both revolvers before handing them over. “But if you go old
school…”

“Fine.” Uh gives up, loads the revolvers,
obliterates the two remaining targets the manor staff have yet to replace, and
then hands the emptied weapons back to Granddad. “There you are. Can I
please read my book now?”

Granddad is staring at the targets, a distant look in his
eyes. Uh would almost call it sadness.

No, not feelings, not again! This is still not Uh’s job!

“Sometimes it amazes me how much you take after
me,” Granddad says, tilting his head at the targets. “Then it’s your
Gran, and the way you both bury your heads in books. Then it’s Lin with the
magic and the swords…and then there’s your dad.”

“I don’t take after Dad at all,” Uh reminds
Granddad.

Granddad reaches over and ruffles Uh’s long hair. “Alex
always wanted to fix things, too, sweetheart.”

Fine. Uh will at least admit to that. But at least they
don’t go wandering off and get lost for three years and counting.

Granddad knows what they’re thinking. “Sweetheart, I
still blame your Uncle Jonathan for that.”

Uh nods. That is also likely. Uncle Jonathan is…like that.
Gran always says he took after their great-grandfather, who was a bit mad, and
then Jonathan’s service in World War I made everything worse.

Uh is halfway back to the manor before they realize.
“Wait. Granddad! Old school? That was a terrible pun!”

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*happily shrieks and waves fic at their entire follower list* GO READ THE THING! IT IS AWESOME!

norcumi:

Last night I made a bit of a blunder. I wanted something short and
ridiculous to watch on Netflix, and instead I ended up watching The
Princess Switch. Now, it wasn’t spectacular, but I found it
entertaining (the second-hand embarrassment wasn’t even crippling,
just existent enough for regular pauses). I was however rather
cheesed off that there was one character who was some kind of
background helper figure, implied to be either Santa helping everyone
achieve their Christmas wishes or some kind of benevolent angelic
figure.

Old white dude.

Old white dudes and predestination crap pisses me off, especially
when they’re not clearly coded as Santa or benevolent supernatural
being. Otherwise it’s just creepy.

I was musing about that more this morning, and my brain coughed up a
random comment about how the only old white dude I’d be comfortable
as the mastermind behind a romance is Nate Ford –

then I flashed to @dharmaavocado’s brilliant Star Wars/Leverage crossover
fic (here, here, and here!), and then THIS happened.

Under a cut due to spoilers for The Princess Switch (which you don’t have to know, and if you’re inclined to watch the trailer you’ll basically see all the major scenes inspiring this). Also Rex/Obi shenanigans, and Cody/Vos because that was somehow a thing that happened?

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deadcatwithaflamethrower:

In Harry Potter’s third year of Hogwarts, Professor
Trelawney decides a mess of tea leaves in a teacup is not a mess, but a Grim,
the black dog of death. Everyone ignores this after the initial fuss dies down,
but it isn’t exactly forgotten.

It’s reasoned in Houses that are Not Gryffindor that Potter
has actually tried to die for the previous two terms already. Trelawney might
be an incense-laden fraud, but even a stopped clock is right twice a day. Three
times, even, if you’re in possession of a Time-Turner.

Thus, on Christmas Day, everyone staying over during the
hols awakens to find that the massive gaudy star on the Great Hall’s Christmas
tree has been replaced with an ornament painted up to eerily resemble the head
of the Grim.

Harry thinks it’s hilarious. He waits until the holiday is
over to thank the twins for giving him a laugh.

George and Fred glance at each other. While an excellent
idea, this was not their doing.

This is unacceptable. Their status as the school pranksters is at risk.

The twins decide that they will find this obvious Kindred
Spirit and enlist them in the joys of terrorizing Hogwarts’ staff.

What they don’t expect is how difficult this task will be.
They also don’t expect the result: a Hufflepuff so unassuming that they looked
over the blond kid’s hair at least twice before realizing they were overlooking
their culprit.

“Oh, that’s just the curse,” the Hufflepuff says after
introductions are completed.

“Aren’t you a Muggle-born?” George asks.

The Hufflepuff shrugs.

After a bit of conversation, George and Fred decide two
things:

The Hufflepuff is a quiet, elusive, pranking genius.

They are adopting Unassuming Hufflepuff post-haste.

Well, three things, really. Unassuming Hufflepuff is so
unassuming that they could get away with murder, if they were so inclined.

None of them realize that this new alliance means that they
will eventually save the school from Sirius Black.

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Hi, your blog is amazing and your fics are so good! I was wondering if you can share any snippet, my country (Brazil) just elected a terrible horrible no good man and I’m felling very sad. Its okay if not, just asking.

fialleril:

Thanks anon! I’m so sorry you’re living under Bolsonaro, and I hope that you stay safe and also keep fighting.

This snippet is one of the most recent bits of Anabasis I’ve written, featuring Jocasta and Dooku. There’s a few references to things that have happened in previously posted snippets, and also a couple of references to things which I refuse to explain, because I’m trying to maintain some level of suspense. I hope it brings you some joy.

Yan seemed surprised to find Jocasta waiting for him outside
his quarters – surprised enough that it actually took him a moment to hide it.
In earlier days Jocasta might have teased him about that. Now she only leveled
a pointed stare at him and waited.

“Ah,” said Yan at last. He didn’t smile. “Won’t you come in,
Jo?”

He hadn’t called her Jo in years. Decades, maybe. The name
made something in her soften, just a little, but she was careful not to let it
show on her face. He swiped the door open and she followed him inside without a
word.

“Tea?” asked Yan, already filling the kettle with enough
water for two and setting it to boil on the cooker.

Jocasta sighed. He was determined to be unflappable, but
perhaps she could allow him that. It wasn’t really him she was frustrated with,
after all.

But that didn’t mean she needed to make things too easy for
him.

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I. Decompression Ch6. Affirmations | Archive of Our Own

sanerontheinside:

I. Decompression: Affirmations by sanerontheinside

Chapters: 6/?
Fandom: Star Wars – All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace

Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: Qui-Gon Jinn & Obi-Wan Kenobi, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Anakin Skywalker

Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, Qui-Gon Jinn, Jale Terza (from ReEntry by Flamethrower), Padmé Amidala Mace Windu, Garen Muln, Yoda (Star Wars), Sheev Palpatine, Quarsh Panaka

Additional Tags: the frankenau, Medical stuff, Hurt/Comfort, Mace Windu is Doing His Best, Suspicious Politician is Suspicious, bit parts for the Handmaidens, Yané, Cordé, Sabé, Eirtaé, Teckla Minnau, oh good lord SHEEV is in the TAG in the OFFICIAL TAG oh no, please ao3 please never add Dooku’s ‘canonical’ name to his tag, GLAMNOR DOOKU oh man that’ll be the day

Series: Part 2 of Silent enim leges inter arma

Summary: In which: Mace Windu really enjoys not being Head of the Order for a while, Obi-Wan tries to keep himself too busy to panic, and also Palpatine is creepy af.

Many thanks as always to the wonderful @skyywalkerfen​ and @meggory84​. 

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If you’re looking for Harry & baby basilisk fic, my rec is “A Brother to Basilisks” by Lomonaaeren on AO3.

deadcatwithaflamethrower:

*climbs back out of fic two days later* EVIL.

If I have to sit here and suffer wanting to set Dumbledore on fire more than usual, while also gleeing over a number of other characters, everyone who follows me should have the chance to do so also.

A Brother fo Basilisks – a convenient link directly to the fic.

Of a Linear Circle, Part VII – Exile – Ch. 6  | flamethrower

deadcatwithaflamethrower:

[Alfonso X “The Wise” of Castile]

Regularly Friday posting chapter. There is supposed to be an extra-long chapter also posted for the Fundraisening…yesterday…but fever means I am really not doing the concentrating thing very well right now. Soon as I can focus and words make sense again, that will be a thing.

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