Ryan Coogler’s ideas for ‘BLACK PANTHER 3’ are gaining excitement within Marvel Studios.

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Please quit

My baby is here 😭😭😭 took forever for the promo

I’m so excited for this

Updated my Hansy secret child fic! archiveofourown.org/works/458145...

Hansy Day 3!!!

The Whisper Campaign: archiveofourown.org/works/619194...

A Potion of Trouble: archiveofourown.org/works/629586...

Hansy Day 2!!!

Driving Me Crazy: archiveofourown.org/collections/...

Crimson Clover: archiveofourown.org/works/627994...

Hansy Fest Reveals!

Hansy fest reveals start today! Check out the first two works here: archiveofourown.org/collections/...

Reveals will be from Feb 14-18.

#hprarepairs #harrypotter #pansyparkinson

Hansy Fest Day 1

A Very Scrooge-y Christmas: archiveofourown.org/works/62075260

eight fingers crossed: archiveofourown.org/works/623904...

Congrats on being god’s favorite 😭😭😭

Blaise Appreciation Fest is officially open! Check out all the amazing prompts available and claim yours today!

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Heavy on Blaise cause I think he would spoil the heck out of Ron.

Something about him being with pansy, aurora, & blaise changed my brain chemistry

kermit the frog is standing in front of a red curtain with the words woooo !!! above him ALT: kermit the frog is standing in front of a red curtain with the words woooo !!! above him

I woke early before work got done with homework and editing my Hansyfest fic!!! I'm unbeatable today! #Hansy

for those who want to write romione and haven't tried yet, my birthday is february 14th 👀

Amen! Cause I want to read my pairing. I use the filter but this ridiculous

After seeing some recent fandom trends, I wanted to do something a little different and create a guide that would hopefully help folks in their fandom journey.

Thus, I present part one: relationships! Part two will be coming to y’all once I make sure it’s to my liking lol

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🍃✨ SPRING EXCHANGE SIGN-UPS OPEN 🍃✨

Sign-ups for the 2025 Panville Spring exchange are now open! 🎉

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#panville #exchange #hprarepairs

Is anyone interested in beta my hansy fic? I just want a second pair of eyes on it please #hansy #ao3

I know pansy deep down is a simp for him

Pansy softened, her smirk fading into a genuine smile. "It’s perfect." She picked up a cookie, tasting it carefully. "You’ve outdone yourself."

Neville grinned, relieved. "Maybe next year we can bake together?"

Pansy nodded, her eyes sparkling. "Next year sounds perfect."

"You know, Neville, I didn’t expect you to be so… domestic," she teased, adjusting a bow on the gift she had wrapped for him. She couldn't help but notice how cute he was being a homemaker.

Neville blushed. "I thought it’d be nice, for Christmas."

Neville nervously arranged the plates of Christmas cookies on the table, as his hands dusted them with a light snowfall of powdered sugar. Pansy Parkinson, still on a bar stool watched her boyfriend putting on the finishing touches for the cookies. The small woman couldn't help but smirk.

#Panville not my best work but Merry Christmas Eve guys!

Thank you! one day i'll be brave enough to post my fic on ao3

about the end. It’s about finding peace in the middle of everything.”

Pansy’s lips parted slightly as if she was going to say something, but she hesitated. Neville’s words were unexpected, but they made sense in a way Pansy herself could explain.

And for that night, it was enough.

“I don’t know if this is all going to end,” Pansy said, her voice barely above a whisper. “But at least we have this... this silence. Maybe that’s all we get.”

Neville thought about her words for a long moment before answering. “Maybe. But maybe silence is all we need. It doesn’t have to be

Still children and forced to carry the burden of those sacrifices. What would Pansy do to go back to the old days before everything became fucked up?

The laughter and mockery had faded from their interactions, replaced by something quieter. Something that neither of them could define.

“You don’t look the same,” Pansy said, her tone almost too blunt for her usual self.

Neville looked at her, confused, but then he seemed to understand. “Neither do you.”

There was no malice in her words, just an acknowledgment. Once naive children, innocent about sacrifices.