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#everyone is always praising these athletes these PEOPLE for how brave and daring they are for ignoring the pain they're in so they can help
sonego · 1 month
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every time you see news about an athlete competing while injured and everyone's reactions are praising them like a hero bc that means they actually care about the team/sport/competition or whatever, imagine me as a dog barking at an evil creature in a horror movie. thanks
#the day we STOP glorifying pain i will finally know peace#try being in pain 24/7 !!!!! then tell me again it's a heroic and morally good !!!!!!! also fuck off#it's not heroic it's not good it's not manly it's not caring about winning what it IS is dangerous and reckless#and risking permanent damage and a disability#and i bet you fuckers would then start complaining about that same athlete 'underperforming' and 'not putting in enough effort' and shit#when maybe. MAYBE. if they'd taken care of the injury when it first arose that shit wouldn't have got worse and become a Big fucking problem#to be clear when i say you i mean a vague general you i see this all the time and rn it's aimed at no one in particular#and also i'm not blaming the athetles who keep competing through injuries i don't think it's their fault#i'm blaming these shit fucking reactions that everyone KEEPS having when it happens. pundits commentators fans etc#everyone is always praising these athletes these PEOPLE for how brave and daring they are for ignoring the pain they're in so they can help#the team or get a chance to win a race or a medal or a trophy or whatever#i understand it's not an easy or fun decision as a pro athlete to give up a chance at winning something#but i think we should DEFINITELY still encourage them to fucking give it up!!! even if it sucks even if it's a big win they're giving up!!#bc the risk of the injury getting worse and permanent and fucking up their career their LIFE for a very very long time if not forever is#just not worth it and not a risk to be taken lightly#i can't believe i have to keep complaining about this!!! still!!!!!! when will everyone learn!!!!!#what prompted this rant might not even be that bad but really i don't care the culture around this in sports needs to change asap#rant over i'm fucking MAD. and in pain (funnily enough lol)#nico.txt
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hillnerd · 5 years
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I loved your genderbend romione au. The only thing I think would of been funny is if Lavander and Hermes dated and Ronnie was jealous. It just would of been funny to read about the opposite situation of 6th year
Thanks so much! Yeah, I liked that one too! 
So here’s an alternate universe set in sixth year- I didn’t see it all the way to the end- but it covers a bit of a Hermes/Lavender situation:
Hermes had always been a fairly confident young man. He had strong hard opinions he would not let waver no matter what anyone thought. He knew he was smarter than most people, and knew his spellwork was always precise and top notch. He was fairly brave, resourceful, and respected.
He was very confident with his skills, but that was a very different thing from being confident all together. He was not very well liked, and it was something that plagued him his whole life. He was the respectful sort of boy who wasn’t rambunctious so mothers and teachers adored him, while fathers shook their head at him and children ignored him.
He had Harry and Ronnie who liked him, and through Ronnie he had tenuous friendships from the Weasleys, and he got on alright with Neville and Luna seemed to think him a friend, despite him not exactly being kind around her barmy opinions. But that was it. Most of the other students didn’t like what a buzzkill he was, that he was always debating them, and he knew no one thought he was good looking.
Well, he had thought that until this year. He’d never had anyone so much as look at him, then all of a sudden he had girls paying him more attention than before. Well, not that many girls, but Lavender in particular was suddenly very prone to sitting near him and smiling at him like he was something to eat. Ronnie didn’t seem to look at him that way. He had hoped maybe this year she’d consider him, but it didn’t look like it would pan out.
He hoped to not be so taken with her this year- but it was hard considering how she seemed to get prettier to him with each passing month. He was obsessed with her long legs, and counting her freckles until her blue eyes would lock with his brown making him blush at being caught staring at her. Her passionate debates, the casual way she would lean across him to grab more food and eat it with the grace of a garden gnome, even the way she swore like a sailor. He was completely smitten with her.
Unfortunately a fair few of the other boys had noticed how pretty she was too. Dean had been staring at her, and that berk McLaggen had flirted with her even when he was saying he’d defeat her in Quidditch. Hermes was no match for all the tall athletic charming boys, who had hair that didn’t turn into an unruly mass if he didn’t regularly get haircuts to keep it under control. He was just an average, tweedy bookworm.
He was counting her freckles again in the library when he heard a voice to his right.
“How are your injuries, doing?” It was Lavender. Looking at him again.
“Injuries?”
“From the Ministry of Magic battle. You were in the hospital a week!”
“Oh those… Yes, they’re quite healed. Thank you,” he said, trying to give her his full attention despite Ronnie giving a stretch that made his heartbeat increase.
“It was quite brave what you all did last year at the Ministry.”
“Well... thank you,” Hermes said, feeling stunned at being praised for something beyond his braininess. “I wouldn’t say it was brave as much as foolhardy. I wish we hadn’t gone, and nothing much good came out of it.”
“The Ministry finally admitted You-Know-Who was back because of it.”
“Yes, I suppose that was a good outcome. Voldemort’s--” Lavender let out a gasp at the name, but Hermes plowed ahead. “Voldemort’s threat being acknowledged is key to us being able to defeat him. But of course it will take more than just that to really get a foothold against him. There needs to be several policy changes.”
Hermes went on a for a long spell about the changes needed, and surprisingly Lavender listened to it all. He hadn’t realized what a nice listener she was.
Ronnie was absolutely infuriating! She was in a snit over him thinking she’d cheated at Quidditch. And it wasn’t his fault! Harry had them ALL convinced it was Felix Felicis helping her save everything, but she was still angry at him and not Harry- as usual. Why was it that she and Harry always got on so keenly, but the moment he said something she jumped down his throat and treated him like some monster. He was just concerned!
And at the party she was being fawned over by all the boys, looking so fit in her quidditch uniform that showed off how pretty she was, and she was so confident and happy with everyone but him. She was flirting! With just about every boy there!
Hermes was moping and feeling generally sorry for himself, and helped himself to some firewhiskey Seamus had smuggled in. He knew he shouldn’t, that he should report it, but he didn’t care- he just wanted to forget the dour looks and hurt from Ronnie. He’d invited her to the Slug Club Christmas Party, and had hoped it would set things on the course he wanted between them- but of course it hadn’t. Nothing between them ever seemed to work out.
“Hermes, are you ok?”
He looked up to see Lavender again. She was looking at him with such sweet concern he felt a smile, the first he’d had in weeks, break across his face.
An hour later he was being kissed, and felt more wanted than he had in a long time- when a great gasp pierced the quiet of the hallway.
He pulled away from Lavender to see Ronnie staring at him with wide eyes.
“Ronnie!” he let out, a bit dazzed from the kissing and firewhiskey.
“S-sorry. I was just looking for...” she trailed off, before turning away from them, red cheeked and teary eyed. In a trice she was running down the hall at a pace he had no chance of meeting.
Hermes hadn’t thought to actually date Lavender. It was just a pleasant kiss. He had hoped to get things back to normal, but Ronnie was having none of it. In fact, she was flirting with McLaggen and was quick to inform Hermes ‘You can ask someone else to the Slug Club party. Cormac just asked me, and you obviously are on the lookout for some girly girl instead of- well… have fun with that, Hermes. ’
Before he could say anything in return, Ronnie had shoved past him, ears a deep red.
Cormac flexed and Ronnie giggled-She actually giggled!- at the oaf flexing his muscles. Then talked about quidditch with him for almost an hour, at one point saying ‘it’s so nice to have someone who actually knows what I’m talking about with quidditch! Some boys really don’t know the first thing about sports!’
Hermes glared after her. Oh, so she wanted to play it that way? Fine! He’d bring Lavender as his date! She actually showed interest in him, after all, even though he wasn’t a jock. She was as girly as they came! And as unlike Ronnie as anyone he could think of.
The Christmas Party was a miserable affair. Lavender was nice, but she was not stimulating at all. He could say anything and she’d rarely disagree with him, much less debate him and discuss it in detail. Hermes had wanted to make Ronnie jealous- especially when he said loudly to Lavender “It’s so nice to have a date who l knew would look pretty tonight. Some girls really don’t know how to look good for things like this” but instead Ronnie just looked hurt. He hadn’t meant to insult Ronnie. He thought she was the prettiest girl in the world, really. But he knew it was a tender point for her, as she never was very girly, and couldn’t afford nicer dresses and things like the other girls.
This wasn’t feeling good at all.
After the party he waited in the common room, hoping to set things a bit more right with Ronnie before break, but she came in giggling with Cormac, and snogged him deeply right at the portrait hole and Hermes saw red. What was the point in trying to set things right with her at all!
She was a- what was the term she used? Oh yes! A scarlet woman! He told her as much once McLaggen had gotten his fug mug out of there for them to properly fight. And she ended up slapping him. It hurt way more than he cared to admit, and Ronnie was immediately apologizing for it. He wanted to be mad at her. He wanted to hate her! But he couldn’t. Not when she was saying sorry and looking at him with her big blue eyes filling with tears.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have-- I overreacted, I’m so sorry! Are you ok?”
“Yeah… Yeah I’m fine,” Hermes admitted, testing his jaw a bit to make sure it was alright. She hit with the power of a bludger. “I deserved it. I was over the line.”
“No I was!”
The two of them stared at each other a long time, neither daring to break the silence.
“Are you really dating Cormac?” Hermes finally asked, brows crinkled together.
“No…” she answered after a moment of hesitation. “I don’t think so, at least. It’s not official or anything. Are you dating Lavender?”
“I… I don’t know if it’s. We’re not official or anything either…”
“What are we doing?”
“I have no idea,” Hermes said with a shake of his head.
“Imagine that, Hermes Granger not knowing something!” Ronnie laughed. “I just… Why’d you kiss her?”
“Why’d you kiss Cormac?”
“I asked first!”
Hermes swallowed, not used to being so blunt with her when it came to romance. “It just… It felt nice to be wanted…”
“Yeah… same here...” Ronnie said, putting a hand up behind her head and looking to the side as she did when overhwhelmed. “Well, then… Happy Christmas, Hermes. Enjoy your break.”
“Happy Christmas, Veronica.”
She looked up at him through her lashes, then gave him that lopsided smile of hers.
“You’re the only person who calls me that besides Mum.”
Hermes wrinkled his nose at that.
“I like it, though,” she said with another smile. Hermes was quite sure he’d never understand women, and was even less sure he did when she suddenly leaned in and kissed his cheek.
“Write me?” she said.
“Yeah. Yeah of course,” he choked out.
He definitely did not understand women at all.
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