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e-clv:

Bachelor degree holders how many majors/minors did you have

One major, no minors

One major, one minor

One major, two or more minors

Two majors, no minors (fascinating but ok!)

Two majors, one minor

Two majors, two or more minors

Three majors, no minors

Three majors, one minor (not sure if most places let you do this)

Three majors, two or more minors

Did dual degrees or similar that didn’t break down this way

Didn’t attend college

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that post about degrees made me wonder. i’m two majors one minor gang!

I love being the fascinating but okay! type

thistlecatfics:

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the grace unasked for by @leftsidedown (17k, T, Remadora)

What if… instead of going to Bill’s after the Malfoy Manor, Harry and co. flee to Tonks’ parents’ house, where Remus and Tonks are hiding with Andromeda?
How would Remus and the others react and handle this? Remember, Tonks is in her last trimester, her dad just died, she’s still being hunted down by Bellatrix and everyone is in hiding, and suddenly Undesirable No 1 shows up with a tortured Hermione, former hostages and a dead house elf and his presence is now potentially threatening everyone’s safety…

I LOVE a “what if this one small thing changed” concept which has both big ripples and also keeps the fundamentals the same - this fic is so deeply rooted in canon and canon characterizations which I just love. Each character (Andromeda, Remus, Tonks especially but also Harry, Ron, and Hermione) is portrayed with such deep flaws and strengths in a way that really honors their humanity.

This has one of my favorite Andromeda portrayals and includes one of my favorite headcanons -

“A memory came flooding back. The letter she’d desperately mailed off: your little boy, your Draco, he must be one now? You must understand, then, dearest sister, I am begging not for myself, only for my daughter. Everything I know, anything I can do—She let herself fall back against the cool wall, and cast her eyes blankly upwards.
Ted. I promise, I will protect the only piece of you left to me.”

The fic left me with no coherent thoughts but just this deep and echoing respect for grief and purpose and devotion and connection.

For @hprecfest <3

jhinthony:

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Nothing lasts forever…
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ID: Digitially painted Good Omens fanart; a series of one long strip of images cut into smaller images. The first panel reads “Oh Crowley”, all subsequent images depict Crowley during a different era. The first is him as we see him at the season 2 finale, the second at the season 1 finale, the third as he appeared in 1967, followed by him in 1941 holding the gun from the bullet catch scene, then we see him as he appeared in 1601, followed by how he appeared in 41 AD, next is him in 33 AD during the crucifixtion, followed by him dressed as Bildad the Shuhite in 2500 BC, second to last is his appearance in 3004 BC before the flood and finally we see him as he appeared on the wall of Eden. The long strip of images is followed by a series of images showing angel Crowley; initially without wings and by himself, before we zoom out to see Aziraphale first looking at him and then glancing away with a worried expression. End ID.

embervoices:

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luimnigh:

Okay, here’s my idea:

The British should put a time limit on the Monarchy.

Not like declaring a republic tomorrow, but deciding on a date in the future that ends the British Monarchy.

And there’s a perfect date for it coming up!

October 14th, 2066.

A thousand years since the Battle of Hastings. A thousand years of this one specific bloodline ruling England.

Call time on the Monarchy after exactly one thousand years. Nice, and neat.

Even better: Charles isn’t living 44 years. He’ll be gone in about twenty. Now William? He’s what, 40? Yeah, he can live another 44 years. His great grandmother was over a hundred, his granny was 96, William can make it to 84 barring accident or assassination.

So on October 14th 2066, William the Last steps down a thousand years after William the First won the crown.

Nice, neat, and fair. William gets the crown he’s been waiting forty years for already, but ten-year-old George grows up without expectation of it.

Have a nice big abdication ceremony, even.

Plus, what an absolute baller move to announce your regnal name as William the Last.

the Final Bill

This is actually a really good idea, I think.