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Hi I just want you to know I wanna be your fandom friend and I have theories about Slytherin green but I WILL KEEP THEM TO MYSELF 😭😭 your writing is amazing, love it 1000%

... share them with the class, gwaaaaan

(❤️)

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bitch wen u back?

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Love your writing! Hope you’re doing okay! Keeping you in my thoughts!

guys I'm not dead lmao

(no but thanks hahaha)

[foolishlywandwaving]

Hello, hello! I hope you’re doing well. I understand you get a million of asks per day so I just want you to know that I’m thinking of you and I’m hoping that you’re taking really good care of yourself!!! Be kind to yourself; and remember: you can do this. I believe in you!! I hope we can be fandom buddies one day?? Anyway; be sure to get plenty of food, rest, water and laughs. ❤️❤️❤️ sending you love ❤️❤️❤️

this was sweet 😭 yes I am always open to more fandom buds! slide on in 💃🏽🕺🏽

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Your writing is amazing!!!!!!! That’s it that’s the ask hope you’re doing ok!!

❤️❤️ you are too kind! this was a lovely pick me up (sorry for delay)

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which of your fics is closest to your heart?

WHEW it's been a minute. hi anon!

they are all of my errant children: that is to say, my favourite changes on a weekly basis depending on who is getting on my last nerve hahaha

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is synchronicity going to be an eventual romance? or moreso cat and mouse. I can't see a world where they like each other. LOL

🌚

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i miss gryffindor red🥹it’s my comfort read

I'm glad you've enjoyed - one day, there may even be more ...

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Gryffindor Red: Chapter 16

Excerpt:

“Did you run here?” She prods the base of their cauldron with her wand, as Step 1 in their textbook instructs. Purple flames roar into life with a wave of heat. “It’s not like you to be tardy.” 

“Got caught up,” Riddle replies, irritatingly vague, and then he peels his jumper off in one smooth motion, breathing an imperceptible sigh of relief.

She doesn’t question his lacklustre explanation, but instead stares at the blackboard hard enough to melt a hole into it.

Slughorn is impressively lax when it comes to uniform whilst brewing; and, yes, it is generally a great mercy that they are permitted to shed their cloaks, jumpers and ties in the heated fug that sixteen brass cauldrons boil up in a windowless, airless room.

Not that she was caught unawares, Hermione tells herself primly.

They make their way silently through the steps of the potion, her nerves settling as the brewing becomes more and more layered in complexity.

It’s just - she’s never seen Riddle so much as unfasten his cloak -

“D’you think this was one of Hagrid’s favourites?” Riddle mutters under his breath, interrupting her thoughts. His hands skillfully mince pickled Flobberworm bowel, mashing the threadlike structures into a fine paste.

“You’ll upset Hagrid with talk like that … although I’d wager some cultures consider this a delicacy …” 

A look of genuine disgust crosses his face. Hermione presses her lips very tightly together, swallowing any outward sign of amusement. “Oh, don’t be upset. I can get you another Flobberworm.”

Riddle wrinkles his nose at her, and cleanly flicks the intestinal pâté from his knife into their bubbling cauldron. “If you’ll recall from second year Care of Magical Creatures, Hagrid was very insistent on Flobberworms having distinct personalities. Insensitive of you to suggest they can be so easily replaced, Hermione.” 

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[foolishlywandwaving]

tomione wips that are wapping

a non-comprehensive selection of fics in progress that make me want to hide in the loo away from my responsibilities to read as soon as a new chapter drops.

no descriptions. no spoilers. click and be thrilled.

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A Nest of Vipers by hioangeost

Altered State by Ginnyruin

Alpha Bits by bunnystealsyourcarrots

An Equivalent Exchange by piquant_eye

Best Laid Plans by yuwoo

Elementary, My Dear Granger by DreamingOfAndromeda, Poppyhall

Endless Night by cassidyblackwrites

Entropy by Mechanical_Orange

Förgätmigej by januine

Hinterland by NoFootprintsInSand

Holy Terrain by fleabagshair

Indelible by garfunkelworld

Infinite Spin by seollem

Jörmungandr by honeyskeleton

Lady Selwyn by matchapuff

Madam Granger by cherry_cup

Miðgarðsormr by xXAonoNYmouSPXx

Nothing Like the Sun by orphan_account

(I'd wait a thousand years)

Secret Games by uncontrollableranter

Seven Years by adslady

sweet dreams, little dove by SanguisDominia

take the bit between your teeth by but_seriously

Taking Over Me by Anonymous

(this fic has held my whole heart and ass ransom)

The (Slughorn's Potions) Office by JaninaThroughTheFandomWorld101

The Department of Magical Law Enforcement by devdevlin

the price of water by peppershark

The problem with wanting by HelAndNiflhel

(french language)

The Thrall by LovelyVillain

unlikely (not impossible) by nimbus2003

Untouchable by Phantom_Fish

Verso by virennia

wolfer by peppershark

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The Department of Mutually-Beneficial Arrangements: Chapter 5

Synopsis:

“I think we should fuck,” Hermione states calmly, barefoot, resting one hand idly on her distended belly.

Tom does not choke on his tea through sheer force of will, but it is close. 

Or: Tom, Hermione, and the Entirely-Platonic baby pact.

Excerpt:

Returning from the downstairs bathroom, he overhears the mother in the kitchen. 

“- He’s very tall.” 

“Mum.” Hermione sounds exasperated. 

“Handsome, too.”

“Yes, I’ve been told. By half of the Weasleys, it would seem.”

“And clever enough to keep up with you?” 

A snort. “His only redeeming feature sometimes.”

“Is it serious?”

Tom lingers by the door, curious.

Silence. Then -

“Yes,” Hermione says firmly, quietly. “Very serious.”

The clink of dishes being stacked by hand is the only sound he can hear for a while. He debates interrupting -

“Hypothetically, how do wizards even get married? Do you sacrifice a goat? Dance around a bonfire naked -”

“MUM!” 

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[peppershark]

SYNCHRONICITY by @foolishlywandwaving

“You have me in a stranglehold, one could say…”

READ HERE

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Synchronicity: Chapter 22

read the latest chapter on ao3

(ps I'm still so in love with this gorgeous moodboard)

Synopsis:

Riddle stepped forward, and caught her shoulder. To any outsider, it would have looked friendly.

Intimate.

The warmth from his palm bleeding into her skin chilled her blood.

“Miss Granger,” he said, concern written into his brow, whisper quiet. “That’s a very curious statement. As Head Boy, I would be duty-bound to report any suspicions of the Dark Arts.”

He stepped closer still, to murmur directly into her ear. “Please - be very careful throwing around accusations like that.”

His warm breath ghosted over the shell of her ear. Hermione suppressed a shiver.

Every sense in her body was screaming danger.

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Hermione rarely failed. She even had a simple plan:

1. Leave the world a better place

2. Get back to her war, intact

3. Avoid attracting the ire of the nascent Lord Voldemort

(Hermione failed)

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lie (can't hope)

Synopsis:

"She is hiding a dangerous secret from the Head Boy."

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same age head girl/head boy AU. written for the tomione trope fest 2023. I said this would be a oneshot (I lied)

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Chapter 2 sneak preview

Omega.

The word itself made her flinch.

“You’re mistaken.” Her voice was hoarse from screaming, and weaker than she would’ve liked. “I’m not -”

“But that's what you really are, aren't you? An Omega. A prize, in the eyes of many … and to think, you were hiding under my nose for what, a year? Longer? Come, you must tell me.” His words were gentle, coaxing, his face rearranged into a mask of kindness. “How did you manage it? I've never heard of an Alpha becoming an Omega.”

Riddle trailed a fingertip along the newly-sensitive bump in her wrist. She jerked at the sensation, and turned her head away.

He laughed, and before, she would have found the sound grating. Obnoxious. Now, the bass of his laughter reverberated deep in her gut. A distant voice in the back of her head shouted at her, revolted that she was happy he found her amusing -

“Please,” she begged, struggling to right herself with her wrists and ankles bound, “you can’t tell anyone about this; I’ll do anything -”

Riddle smiled. “You will, won’t you? You will do anything, exactly as I wish, and what I wish, Hermione, is for you to prostrate yourself before me, figuratively speaking, and to answer my questions."

He rose smoothly to sit himself comfortably by the long-dead fire, attention briefly diverted to lazily wave his wand towards the Common Room door.

"In fact, nothing would please me more ... Oh …” Riddle trailed off softly, eyes hungrily drinking her in, for Hermione had, without her usual protest, instinctively obeyed his order and rolled onto her knees in front of him, bound wrists tucked under her tailbone.

Like a trussed-up lamb, ready for slaughter.

Like a sacrifice.

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Read Chapter 1 here

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lie (can't hope)

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Chapter 2, now out.

[foolishlywandwaving]

omg hii i was actually recommended your work by devdevlin and seollem! i just love your your language and your characterization--your writing is so heavenly, swear to god (pun unintended)! would read a grocery list if you wrote it lol.

i love love love the omega hermione and hermione polyjuiced as astoria works! will they ever be continued past the one chapter state? 😭 i feel so many emotions and would kill to know what happens next AHHhhhhh

also what about synchronicity and gryffindor red? i saw in the below post that you do know if you're gonna continue (which is good!!), but do u hav any rough ballpark dates we, your loyal readers, can expect?

also, do u have any tomione recs maybeskimilar to your writing style or just ones you enjoy? 😂 gotta tide things over as we wait with bated breath....

you're in luck, anon! I've written many a shopping list in my time. I even have a google sheets hyperlink on my phone's front page (so that I or any member of my household can update, at their convenience), with different columns dependent on one's journey around the supermarket, i.e. "fresh", "storecupboard", "frozen". no need to thank me for this life-changing hack.

wait what were we talking about

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the his dark materials trilogy has a lot of incredible moments but tbh for me nothing will ever top one of the earliest scenes in the first book where lord asriel shows the scholars a guy's decapitated head and then asks them for more funding so he can go back to the arctic to continue working on his plan to attack and dethrone god

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honestly i think he had the right idea i think it should be an acceptable strategy when applying for academic funding to show the applications board a mutilated corpse before you present your research proposal so they'll be easier to manipulate when you start asking them for money

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Synchronicity: Chapter 21

Excerpt:

Hermione wasn’t quite sure from which well of deceit she had managed to draw up her latent acting ability.

Throughout her school years, she had never needed (or rather, managed) to be a particularly convincing actor. Of course, she had managed to trick Umbridge, but she attributed that more to the failings of a desperate despot than through any great thespian success of hers. She had barely scraped by as a Polyjuiced Bellatrix, and still winced at the recollection of trying to wheedle information from inside Borgin and Burkes … Books, and indeed, cleverness, had been quite sufficient for her, thank you. 

But perhaps a single harrowing year on the run and being dropped fifty years in the past with a psychotic mass murderer necessitate a change, she mused over her cooked breakfast one dreary and overcast morning.

… Speaking of the devil.

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hello! I just binge read all of Synchronicity (and it’s so good, I love your writing style). not to be annoying but do you know if you’ll update it?

thank you!!

hello! and thank you!

yes, I do know 👀 

best wishes, foolishlywandwaving