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Rebel Rental: BenArmie au

Armitage Hux, seventeen and three quarters, stares down at his name badge.

Armie

‘This is what happens when you call the man you were supposed to intern with a bloated, nepotistic, old fool. You end up working at the local video rental place to build ‘character’.’

It shouldn’t be that bad, he’s been a bit of a cinephile since he had inherited that projector and all those reels, from a biological mother he didn’t know he had. He would much rather work at the theatre but they weren’t looking for anyone.

So he was stuck at Rebel Rental staring down at a badge with a nickname no one had dared to call him since he punched Thannisan in the throat a few years back.

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Gal pals: a Parvati Patil rec list

Ten of the best Parvati Patil fanfics on Ao3. Called ‘gal pals’ because Parvati/Lavender is one of the most underappreciated ships in the HP fandom.

Parvati Patil/Lavender Brown

Midsummer Night’s Magic by @kiertorata
(T - 3777)
An ancient midsummer night’s rite doesn’t work, or maybe it does. Obliviousness, magic, summer and wine, and post-war vibes.

Deep, Stupid Love by katmarajade
(T - 4538)
Falling in love is hard. Falling in love with your best friend is much, much harder.

Rain by katmarajade
(T - 796)
Lavender runs out after admitting her feelings for her best friend. Parvati chases after in the rain. 

the unnamed other half of me by @carpemermaidtales
(T - 940)
She couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment she started to feel more for her best friend, she was only aware of the fact that, somewhere along the line, making Lavender laugh filled her with a warm, glowing feeling.

The Same by @byesweetheart
(G - 677)
Parvati had always expected that tragedy would change a person. That you could be irreparably altered by a terrible thing. Lavender… does not adhere to that rule.

Slow and Steady by b4dw0lfgirl
(G - 2508)
It takes Parvati years to realize that she was in love with her best friend. It took her even longer to act on it.

Living the Dream by @pommedeplume
(E - 4261)
After being separated for over a year, Lavender Brown and her best friend, Parvati Patil are reunited. They are still in love and longing to find out if their happy ending is on its way. 

silly: in defense of parvati patil (in memory of lavender brown) written by @dirgewithoutmusicmz​, recommended by @maaske-egnet
(G - 7264)
The students of Dumbledore’s Army had many badges. A gold coin that called them first to lessons and then to war. Scar tissue that ran across the back of many of their hands. I must not tell lies.


Parvati Patil/Pansy Parkinson

Above All This Bustle by clio-jlh
(G - 1206)
Pansy and Parvati have an annual tradition: the Christmas Shopping Sleepover for the children of their friends. It worked very well for them—so well, in fact, that they didn’t quite notice that it was coming to an end. 

Fresh Air by clio-jlh
(E - 1344)
They have a lovely roof garden, which Pansy has worked very hard on, and she sees no reason why they shouldn’t enjoy it as they see fit. And if other people enjoy watching them enjoying it, well, that’s kind of a gift, isn’t it?


Day 1 Parvati Patil

Day 2 Padma Patil

Day 3 Cho Chang

Day 4 Angelina Johnson

Day 5 Alicia Spinnet

Created for @pocpotterweek and @hpwocnetwork!

GAS-15 Gary Stading (CA, KIA 25 April 68) on the beach at Chu Lai… Note the Combat Infantry Badge (CIB), as well as the ‘California’ and single stripe on the cap. 

Note from Doc Norman: I was present when this photo was shot. It was taken by the Battalion mail clerk. Can’t remember his name, but he was an oriental guy, heavy into photography… It was colorized by somebody cause the clerk only shot B & W. He [the mail clerk] wanted to be a news photographer when he got back to the world and all they do is B & W. … Doc

Stading was in Company A, 1st Battalion, 6th Infantry Regiment of the 198th Light Infantry Brigade.

silly: in defense of parvati patil (in memory of lavender brown)

The students of Dumbledore’s Army had many badges. A gold coin that called them first to lessons and then to war. Scar tissue that ran across the back of many of their hands. I must not tell lies.

Another: the sound of clacking footsteps on stone sent each and every one of them scattering, even years after. The only people bold enough to walk loudly were not safe.

Parvati went out on the anniversary of not the battle but the day she left Gryffindor Tower for the DA and the Room of Requirement. She bought a pair of heels, their red as loud as the sound they made on hard floors.

Dennis Creevey sent her Muggle sneakers for Christmas and she wore those when she needed to be stealthy (scuffed purple and white peeking out from beneath her robes) but she wore the heels on office days, interrogations, on nights out, because she wanted to be unafraid, because she wanted to be the scariest thing in the room.

Every member of the DA was offered a spot in the Aurors. They considered that last year of occupation to be a sufficient resume. After two weeks of living quietly at home, in peacetime, jumping at noises her parents didn’t even hear, Parvati Patil signed up for basic training with the Aurors.

They taught her charms and curses she had learned from the other end of crueler teachers’ wands. After a seminar on resisting torture, Parvati went up to teacher (a jovial, jowly little man) and handed him the seminar handout she’d been given. She’d scrawled it over with notes and corrections, with advice and torture techniques they hadn’t covered.

Parvati smiled at him, knowing his eyes were seizing over her fine cheekbones, her pretty eyes, her lovely cursive, and then she went and locked herself in a broomcloset and tried to decide if she wanted to laugh or cry. Either way, she wanted to do it so hard that she couldn’t breathe.

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Polish Legion in Finland (pol. Legion Polski w Finlandii, fin. Puolan Legioona Suomessa) was a military unit comprising ethnic Poles who had been soldiers of the Russian Imperial Army in World War I. Created on April 24, 1917, in Viipuri, it existed until March 1, 1918. It comprised infantry battalion in Viipuri and infantry company in Ino and heavy artillery battery in Sveaborg. At its peak, the Legion comprised 37 officers, 1,700 soldiers and was commanded by Captain Stanisław Bogusławski.

The Legion, based in Viipuri, as well as other Finnish towns, such as Helsinki, Ina, Lappeenranta, Tampere, Vaasa, Turku, Oulu, Tornio, Hämeenlinna, Kokemäki, Rauma, Panelia (Kiukainen), Riihimäki, Kotka, Mikkeli, Pori and Hanko, was subordinate to the Government of Finland, and took part in fighting with the Red Army troops, capturing a lot of equipment, which was handed to the Finnish Army.

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The students of Dumbledore’s Army had many badges. A gold coin that called them first to lessons and then to war. Scar tissue that ran across the back of many of their hands. I must not tell lies.

Another: the sound of clacking footsteps on stone sent each and every one of them scattering, even years after. The only people bold enough to walk loudly were not safe.

Parvati went out on the anniversary of not the battle but the day she left Gryffindor Tower for the DA and the Room of Requirement. She bought a pair of heels, their red as loud as the sound they made on hard floors.

Dennis Creevey sent her Muggle sneakers for Christmas and she wore those when she needed to be stealthy (scuffed purple and white peeking out from beneath her robes) but she wore the heels on office days, interrogations, on nights out, because she wanted to be unafraid, because she wanted to be the scariest thing in the room.

I forgot that parvati’s sister’s name was padma, to be honest.

The part that stuck with me the most is the bit with Dennis’s photographs

(this is part of the same series as in “defense of hannah abbot” though I’m not sure i like them equally, but this one made me weepy so it’s obviously got some kick to it)

oh and i also liked the line about worrying their house colors would wash right off their robes unless they acted a certain way

complete @ 7200 words

[short fic] [side character centric: parvati patil] [i am vague!]