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rightonchime · 1 year

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Glint: Chapter 1

tw:// childhood trauma

“You don’t have to do this, you know?”

Her words echoed through my mind as I packed a suitcase. Clearly, I do. It’s the only way I’m going to get my way.

“Mom,” I spoke, finally, in what seemed like the first time in ages, “Just go.”

Her worried look turned even more downward. Her eyes seemingly began to sizzle as her brow furled. “Dad just wants what’s best. Why can’t you go to a normal college like a normal teenager?”

“Normal?,” my voice cracked. “I wanted to go to a school to learn how to write better. I wanted to go to a nice college. After he talked me out of even attempting to apply to any of those, now he just wants me to go to a community college if I insist on going to any college. He told me I was likely to just drop out anyway, so I didn’t need to even try. He has no faith in me. You have no faith in me. So, instead, I applied somewhere away from here, away from both of you. Something that sounded fun.”

She shifted her body into a more demanding presence. “Fun doesn’t pay the bills. Fun doesn’t keep you from living in a cardboard box. You’re choosing to throw your life and money away. I can’t even talk to you right now, I’m so mad.”

I turned away from her and continued loading things into a bag. She stopped speaking for a moment and suddenly stormed out of my room as I continued packing clothes, belongings, trinkets, and everything else relevant. I made sure to pack my roleplaying game books, trading card binders, deckboxes, and bags of dice.

With a deep sigh, I look in the mirror. “I’m just glad I was accepted somewhere. The Glim Game Academy is going to be great.”

Glim Game Academy, or GG for short, isn’t a normal school. Instead of focusing too much on the normal academia, it caters to those looking to create games. As a writer, nothing sounds more awesome than learning how to create a perfect narrative. It was either this, or the cookie-cutter basic math and geography that every other fresh-out-of-college kid gets. I decided to try something unique.

My parents don’t get it. My mom dropped out of school and my dad got a degree in basic business. But, the world has changed around them. They think I’m a deadbeat for deciding to learn about games. But, that’s what I want to do. I don’t want to grow up to be like them; hating their jobs, hating their lives. They grew up into hateful, angry adults that control each other and me, since they have no control over anything else.

The plan is to catch a ride to the bus station, since they won’t drive me. I bought my bus ticket already in advance. Everything is a-go. Hm. I know I sat my bus ticket on my dresser. Now, where is it? Since they wouldn’t help, I spent everything in my bank account to buy that ticket. I can’t lose it. It’s my only ticket out of this situation.

“Mom?” I called out. “Have you seen my bus ticket?” I stepped out of my room, only to watch as my dad was using a lighter on something in his hand: MY BUS TICKET.

“What are you doing?!” I yelled.

“We’re saving you from yourself,” my mom said, sternly. “Obviously, you need it. You can’t handle it out there and your decisions have shown us how true that is”

“You need to learn how to run a business,” my dad adds, “like I did. You’re a child and we only want what we feel is best for you. Can’t you see that?”

I was too late. The ticket burned and crinkled, small embers blowing in the air conditioning. Tears running down my face, I turned around and slammed my bedroom door, locking it. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t process why they would do this. I know why. If I’m not here, they can’t control every facet of my life anymore. They wouldn’t have their talons in me anymore.

I sat at the desk in my room, looking at the bag that I had packed that held a lot of my gaming stuff. I pulled a deck box out. It was red, made of plastic, and held a lot of cards in it, even when they were sleeved.

A logo for the brand that made it has since worn off. Faded, illegible words are all that remain. The box is one of the cheap kind that open on top. The roof of the box opens and closes on a crappy hinge. I ran my fingers over the textured, scarlet exterior. It has a slight bump to the entire box, not unlike the tip of a finger. I trace my own finger along it.

In my anger, the red seemingly looked more vibrant than it usually does. Maybe I don’t stare so intently at it usually? Maybe my tears have blurred my vision? Maybe the light in the room is just reflecting on it more than normal. I don’t know.

I don’t know what came over me, but I felt the need to open the box and look at the cards inside. I know what’s inside. It’s a deck of sixty cards, double-sleeved. I know every detail about this deck. This was Charms and Creatures, one of the more popular games out there.

CNC made its mark a long time ago as being a fantastic card game, which eventually spun out into various other media. I’ve seen it in so many forms at this point, that I couldn’t tell you my favorite. Even though it’s always set in the same world, different games utilize different strategies and strengths.

No one knows who made it originally. But, I know several alumni of GG have had their hands in working on it. I reached with both hands to open the small, hefty deck box. As I did, the red of the box felt even brighter, almost glowing. Was I just imagining things? Obviously.

As the box began to open, there was a knock at my door. I stopped for a moment. “Can I come in?” My mom spoke softly, “I just want to talk.”

I ignored her. She continued to knock. I opened the deck box all the way. A feeling of content poured over me. I pulled the deck out and shuffled it. The backs of the card sleeves had one of the old CNC logos on it, with a violet and magenta color scheme. After shuffling, I sat the deck facedown on the desk. Knock, knock, knock, the door rattled yet again. “Please,” she said through the door, “We’re sure this is the best way for you.”

I closed my eyes. I didn’t notice that my hand had slid to the deck to pull the top card. I flipped it over to face me and I opened my eyes. Surely, it was just some sort of basic card that I was holding. Surely, I’m not staring at my bus ticket in my hand. What the absolute heck?

I watched that ticket burn. My parents stole it and destroyed it. Am I crazy? That’s the ticket, alright. I can’t believe it. I shouldn’t believe it. I gasped incredulously.

Once I figured out my composure again, I looked at the deck that this came off of and realized that it doesn’t have the sleeve on it. How? How did this happen? I read the information on the ticket. Something felt off about it. My ticket was for 3:00 PM today. As it’d be impossible to make it to the bus station by three now, this one seems to have that particular part slightly smudged and unreadable.

I kept quiet as my mom continued to knock at the door and turn the doorknob. I needed to figure out a plan before my parents think of removing the door from the hinges. “Just go,” I shouted. “I need time to myself!”

She sounded relieved to hear my voice. “Okay, I get it. It’s been a hard day. I’ll check on you for dinner. We can talk about it all then.” I could hear her walking away from the door, down the short hallway.

This is my chance. I stuffed the deck back into its red deckbox, now seemingly a duller red than before, and put it back in the bag that it came from. I hoisted every bag out my window, one by one. This part is going to suck.

I made my way to the bus station. It wasn’t a far trek, but it felt like I was walking to GG by foot with everything I brought with me. The original plan was to catch some sort of ride share with this much stuff, but I didn’t want them to know I was gone. I just had to suffer a little longer.

My parents have been controlling and abusive my entire life. I wanted to attend some sort of university or premier college so I didn’t have to deal with them. I’m not even a kid anymore. I am an adult and I should have some freedom to make my own choices and mistakes. Even though I’m of legal age, they still consider me a kid. I’m sure I have a lot to learn, but I’d rather learn it from elsewhere at this point. I needed out of this abusive household.

I made it to the station around 3:30 PM. Maybe they’ll accept my 3:00 PM ticket in exchange for a new one at a later time. If not, I’ll have to figure out a new plan. I headed inside to the reception area.

“Excuse me,” I huffed as I dropped several bags on the ground in front of the desk. “I was hoping you could help me.”

The girl behind the desk turned from her computer. She was younger, maybe in her late 20s, but clearly had been doing this for a while. She was wearing some sort of basic, monotone uniform for the bus line. “How can I help you?”

“My, uh, my ticket here was for three. I was wondering if you could help me out at get me on a later bus for today.” I sat the ticket on the counter.

She reached and grabbed it, looking it over. “Are you sure?”

“What?”

“Are you sure you need a change?” She looked confused, “The ticket clearly states that it’s for four PM today. Boarding for that route starts in about ten minutes.” She handed it back to me.

I took it from her hand. “No, it’s for thr- what?” I read it. The spot that was smudged earlier clearly said 4:00 PM. This doesn’t make sense. I tried to keep my cool. “Oh, I must have been mistaken.”

I’m going crazy. Why is everything suddenly going my way? I took my bags to a seat. For being midday, I realized the entire room was awfully empty. I didn’t think too much of it. I reached into my gaming bag and pulled the red deck box out. Pulling out the deck, I sat the box to my side. Looking at the cards, I decided to count them. Fifty-nine. I know this deck had sixty.

I turned them over to face me and looked through them. Charms and Creatures, as I mentioned, started a long time ago. The original cards were based on more standard games, with Kings Queens, Jacks, Bishops, Rooks, and the like. Then, they took on some classic tarot traits. Eventually, they grew out into more fantastical sets over the years with the more fantasy-setting monsters and cybernetic robots.

Now, what card is missing? I built this deck. I should be able to figure out which card isn’t there. I think I know it. The card was “Trusty Steed”. It was definitely in this deck. Weird.

“Now boarding for 4 PM route to Glint Game Academy,” the loudspeaker echoed. It’s fortunate that Glint has their own bus station and route. Weird, but fortunate.

As I handed my bags to be packed into the side compartment and entered the bus, I realized that it probably isn’t optimal to have a bus line to a specific school. I was the only person riding this bus today. Oh well, maybe I’ll get some quiet me-time for a few hours before the next stop.

I brought my gaming bag as a carry on so that I could look at my cards again. I couldn’t make anything out of it and needed to study what was going on. I pulled my deck box out again. I thought to myself that I have another Trusty Steed in a different box that isn’t in use. No biggie. I’ll just grab it and another sleeve and complete that deck again while I wait.

I fumbled through my bag to look for the box with that particular card. As I did, I realized the ticket stub for my ticket was in the seat directly next to me. I must have sat it there when I boarded. I reached for it and as my hand went to clutch it, it didn’t feel right. It should be flimsy paper. I looked at my hand to find my Trusty Steed card, complete with its double sleeved protection.

What the heck is going on? I placed the card on the bottom of the deck and shuffled the cards. Dropping the tray down from the seat directly in front of me, I made a table to continue shuffling. I’ve got about two or three hours on this trip and I’m going to get to the bottom of this before I get off this bus.

I sat the deck face down in front of me. I reached and drew the top card, flipping it over and placing the card directly next to the deck: “Grandfather Clock”.

The bus driver yells back to me, still the only passenger. “Hey kid, we’re just about there. You might want to pack your stuff back up. You can see the academy if you look out the window on your side.”

I looked around, then at my cellphone, and realize that it’s suddenly close to 7:00 PM. I’ve been on this bus maybe ten minutes. What?

“Oh, sure! No problem!” I call out from several seats behind him. I combine the deck, box it back up, and stick it back into its bag. “All good!” Something is going on here. Or I’m dreaming. I’m still in my room back at home, missed the bus, and am going to apply for community college next week. That’s it. I guess I’ll just see how this dream goes for the time being.

I glance out the window to see a forested area. Then, I saw it in the clearing. Smoke stacks puff out light smoke from the top of a giant warehouse. Beside it is a giant tower, taller than any of the smoke stacks or smoke. There’s a rounded ball-like tip to the tower, like if it has a giant room at the top. The last part directly beside the tower resembles a castle. Or a private school. The kind of schools you see in movies that feel fake and made-up for the movie. It was massive, but hard to make out any specific details from this distance and height. It was clearly surrounded by a stone wall that stood what looks like ten or fifteen feet high. It’s a glorified art college. Why does it need a wall like that?

I could make out the school’s logo-slash-crest on one of the buildings. I had seen it online and in pamphlets. In the crest, the four tenants are shown: trading card games, role playing games, board games, and tabletop games. These are symbolic for the four primary curriculums for GG, respectively: game theory, writing, architecture, and fine art. I think they’ve added some other curriculums, but their crest has been the same for a long time since those were their original programs.

Okay, so, we are here. How did we get here so fast?

As we approached, I heard a noise from my gaming bag. As I went to check it, the bus began to slow down. It halted with a steamy hiss. “We have arrived,” the bus driver said. He got out to unload my other luggage and I gathered up my bag and headed out as well. I’m starting to get suspicious about this entire endeavor. I’d hate it if my parents turned out to be right, though. So, let’s see where this goes.

As I stepped off the bus, I looked up and my jaw dropped open.

#story #magic the gathering #dungeons and dragons #childhood trauma #nanowrimo #fuck jk rowling #charms and creatures #glint game academy #college kids #magical art #trigger warning #magical school #not actually nanowrimo #jkr alternative

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guiltypleasureswriting · 1 month

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Written Mar 18, 2024

“Are you a wizard?”

Regulus stared down at the small child on his doorstep. Regulus looked around, peering around his front door. There was no one else in sight.

“Are you lost?” Regulus responded, glancing back down at the boy. He was a rather cute kid. With a mass of bushy black hair that fell over his green eyes. The eyes that were wide with interest, staring at Regulus.

The boy shrugged in reply to his question. “Why are your hands green?” The boy asked. Regulus frowned and brought his hands up to see. They were bright green from sparrow-grass Regulus had been chopping before being interrupted by a small knock at his door.

He sighed and asked the boy, “What’s your name?”

“Harry!” Harry exclaimed. “What’s yours, Mister Wizard?” Regulus smiled lightly at the title.

“I’m Regulus.” Harry gasped as his eyes widened and sparkled.

“Like the star?!”

Regulus was impressed. Very few adults were aware of the regulus star, much less a boy all of five years old.

“Thats right.” Regulus smiled at Harry. “You’re a smart one. How did you hear about regulus?”

“It’s my Papa’s favorite.” Harry says excitedly.

“Your Papa, huh?” How did this boy get here? To Regulus’ cabin, deep in the fairie forest.No one should be able to get within three hundred meters of his land without him knowing. Suddenly, Regulus was on guard. He should have been when he first heard a surprising sound at his door.

“Where is your Papa, Harry?” He asked the boy warily. Harry just shrugged unconcernedly. “How did you find my home?” He shrugged again.

“I was looking at the pretty flowers and then I wanted to know if a wizard lived here. Are you a wizard, Mister Regulus?”

Regulus pinched the bridge of his nose and heaved a sigh. This boy was going to drive him mad.

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#creative writing #writing #therapy #mental health #harry potter #fuck jkr #marauders #regulus black #fanfic #fanfiction #jegulus #if you squint #alternate universe #regulus black and harry potter #dead gay wizards #dead gay wizards from the 70s #mauraders era #regulus deserved better

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mydarlingdearestdead · 11 months

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Life guard au where James almost drowns himself to receive mouth to mouth from the hot lifeguard

#starchaser #jegulus #sunseeker #james potter #trans regulus black #james loves regulus #life guard au #life guard #fuck jk rowling #fuck jkr #marauders #marauders era #au #alternative universe #regulus black #hp #fanfiction #fanfic #ao3

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saintsofthestarfield · 1 year

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okay. its decided. im writing a marauders top gun au. i cant stop thinking:

1) jegulus centric: james as maverick, sirius as goose, lily as charlie… (reg will be there but reg as charlie doesnt work)

2) wolfstar centric: sirius as maverick, james as goose, remus as charlie…

#marauders #fuck jkr #harry potter #wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #jegulus #regulus black #james potter #top gun 1986 #alternate universe

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melinoegoddessofghosts · 1 year

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#trans rights #lockwood & co #lockwood and co #lockwood & co netflix #lockwood and co netflix #shadow and bone #shadow and bone netflix #based on a book #young adult #young adult fantasy #alternatives to harry potter #support shows that aren't transphobic #boycott jkr #fantasy #fantasy tv #fandoms unite!#let's bond over our shared superiority

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tiredmoonslut · 11 months

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Okay maybe yall can help me figure this out. Years ago a post circulated here on Tumblr about a series of magic school books that were being touted as an HP alternative, and each book was "filled" with LGBTQ characters and POC. I cannot for the LIFE of me remember their names. Does anybody perhaps remember this Tumblr post??? It'd be like circa. 2017-2018

#harry potter #wizarding world #magic school #book search #tw jkr mention #hp alternative #harry potter alternative #ya fantasy #fantasy #wizard #witch #hogwarts #lgbtq #queer harry potter

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riddlerosehearts · 1 year

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okay, i’m sorry but i have to be completely honest about something since that one ursula k. le guin quote about harry potter is going around: jkr is obviously a terrible person and you can think what you want about whether or not hp is well written, but ever since i was a kid i’ve never understood the idea that hogwarts is a ripoff of the school in earthsea because the school in earthsea literally barely matters at all. ged is there for like 5 minutes. hogwarts is the main setting of the entire hp series and everything practically revolves around it. the only similarity is that they’re both a magic school that the main character goes to learn at. also earthsea and harry potter are really just not that similar in terms of tone or writing style or setting or characters or anything??

#for the record MY opinion is that 'bad person automatically = bad art' is simply not how things have ever worked unfortunately #no jkr didn't invent the concept of a magic school but that doesn't mean there's nothing inventive and original about hogwarts??#and earthsea is not something you should be recommending as an alternative to hp lol #they're so different in every way and personally it's never been to my taste #hp #only tagging that for blacklist purposes

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rangerhorsetug · 2 years

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Been reading some Harry Potter Fanfics and was thinking about how awful the Marauders were as kids and how awful Snape was as an adult to children and wanted to fix that.

James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter of course all hit it off immediately and form the Mauraders first year. They spend the first year bullying him. But maybe Remus notices how Severus might be treated for being a half blood by other Slytherins, maybe he goes over to Lily's for some study over the summer holidays (I always pictured Remus and Lily getting along like a house on fire) and sees how miserable Severus is. He owls the other Marauders and manages to convince them to stop bullying the boy. James might cave just to get closer to Lily.

Second year happens and the boys are nicer and they learn more about him, actually sympathize with him (Sirius being ostracized for being a Gryffindor and finding out Remus a werewolf- which they found out about in their second year canonically). They actually grow to like the Slytherin of their own accord and bring him into their friend group. His sly cunning brings a whole new dimension to their pranks and mischief.

Severus puts together that Remus is a werewolf and carefully confronts Remus. Together they break it to ther other Marauders. Even though Remus gets his wolfsbane potion, Severus starts brewing it just in case, making sure that there is always a backup and to make sure that once they are out of school, Remus will have some.

With Severus' help they also become animaguses in their third year instead of their fifth by asking around the Slytherins and poking in the library (he was less likely to be caught and easily obtained a permission slip to get into the restricted section by his head of house). Snape becomes a bat and maybe takes the name Snivellous or something bat-related [dark wing, half- wing {half blood/ wings}, maybe even the Half-Blood Prince etc] (Know that you animagus form is the same as the patronus but your patronus can change) (the expecto patronum charm is so difficult that it isn't taught in Charms at Hogwarts)

Fourth year Severus confesses that he loves Lily- James doesn't fully know his feelings yet so he goes along with the others bolstering Severus to tell her. Lily and Severus have a nice long talk and it turns out that she only sees him as a brother figure- that maybe he latched onto her because she was the first person to be nice to him. Their friendship is a bit shaky for a bit, and maybe Severus even talks with Minerva (he's part of a friend group with her lion cubs of course she's gonna help him and Severus sure as hell isn't gonna ask Slughorn for help). It definitely helps and while it stings for a long while, he comes to terms and figures out maybe it was just attraction because she was nice.

Fifth year Lily finds out about Remus and takes the Marauder oath and becomes an animagus as well. (A doe)

Sixth year James takes Severus aside and asks him if he is comfortable with him asking Lily out. Severus, fully accepting of his relationship with Lily and happy with it, gives James his blessing as Lily's surrogate brother.

After they graduate James and Lily get married and have Harry. They make Sirius the secret keeper, but he denies, knowing that the Dark Lord will know and be after him and insists unknown, keeps-his-head-down, shy Peter should. Soon enough both Sirius and Severus, surrounded by Slytherins who are associated with Voldemort, suddenly suspect Peter and go after him together. Severus even volunteers to join the Death Eaters and ends up doing so to spy, no matter how hard Sirius and Remus raged. Peter still ends up getting away and both Severus Sirius are persecuted but Severus presses for Vertasium and the checking of the wands. Both are cleared but are too late to save James and Lily, Dumbledore making sure to vouch for Severus being a spy.

With Remus, Sirius, and Severus all fighting against Dumbledore putting Harry with the Dursleys, claiming that the Potters would never put Harry with the Dursleys and that Severus and Lily were basically siblings and James and Sirius were basically siblings, they fight and win. While being related by Blood is powerful, as stayed many times in the books, love is more powerful than blood and thus their charm that Lily managed with her sacrifice worked much better for Harry when placed with James and Lily's chosen family, with Harry's three godfathers

Sirius and Remus get together and raise Harry, with Uncle Severus visiting quite often. Remus gets a job at Hogwarts with Severus after the War. Severus actually enjoys potions, bolstered by the fact that he helped his found family with them. He becomes a beacon for abused children across Hogwarts. Remus helps in the library and care of magical creatures with Hagrid, helping to curb his more,,, adventurous tendencies and maybe encourages him to get cleared. Hagrid gets cleared so Lupin teaches half the month and Hagrid the other for werewolf and taking classes reasons respectively. Maybe this gets Remus to fight for werewolf and such magical creatures rights- and while paranoid, a lot of people who were Death Eaters got outed out of the Ministry, so it made it easier to show that they need to bolster their numbers and such bigotry caused this war in the first place. (Lupin still fills in for the third year, but only for that year) Sirius gets dragged by a Severus to start a dueling club- the two bonded over the feeling that they were too late and wanted to do better so they became the best duelers. They also enjoy shattering house stereotypes and foster inter-house unity.

Hogwarts is thus a much better place for Harry. Maybe Severus beat some sense into Lucius and Narcissa and Draco turns out much less snooty, and he actually becomes friends with Harry and the rest of the Golden Trio. Slytherin isn't the terrorist house that JKR has made them out to be and there is such inter-house unity.

With all the work, more Slytherins and the werewolves and other magical creatures fight for the Light in the second war, everything doesn't full on Harry bc he tells his Moomy and Dadfoot and Uncle Sev stuff bc he can actually trust adults. Severus isn't killed by Voldemort bc Remus and Sirius are there for him and Sirius would never let his dueling bro down.

No more racist, transphobic, abuse-condoning, terroist-labeling shit from JKR and Snape nor the Marauders are trash ppl in the end.

#harry potter #maraduers #james potter #lily potter #severus snape #remus lupin #sirius black #anti jkr #alternate universe #good marauders #good snape

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tryxxnyxx · 11 months

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I got my dark mark covered up because fuck Rowling

#fuck jkr #I will still enjoy the content I have but #never giving her any more money or clout #coverup #alternative #tattoos #dark mark coverup

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looser09009 · 8 months

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So thinking, should my next writing project be about a Minecraft adventurer/looter or a harry potter spin off AU thing???

The Minecraft one would be based off my Minecraft mod pack lol! It would be the story of the adventurer guy and him exploring the world! My mod-pack had Minecraft comes alive so there is romance…i hope…i need.

The harry potter is a sort of modern marauders, in which wizards and muggles know about each other but dont mix about, also here the ‘houses’ are more like races? For example slytherin would have fangs! And Gryffindor are hairy. Its mostly based on my OC the son of sly and james potter.

#harry potter #marauders #i do not support jkr #i hate jkr #im gay btw #minecraft #writing #help #writing ideas #help? please?#james potter #slytherin #slytherdor #author #alternative universe #ahhhhh

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rvengefulobster · 9 months

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Fuck it, we all are sick of JKR and wish she hadn't utterly poisoned the concept of magic school right?

Well, my mutual Dragon Cobolt is writing a cool AF Harry Potter Deconstruction on Sufficient Velocity.

He's closing in on the last chapter and if you want to read one of the coolest and most laser focused deconstructions of Harry Potter you've ever read, check out "Minerva Golding and the Wand of Silver"!

If you wish HP was from Hermione's perspective and featured more lesbianism and machine gunning black shirts, this is the book for you.

The Pitch:

The year is 1934 and stormclouds gather over Europe.

Minerva Golding - a Jewish woman living in London - watches the nightmare that takes shape in Germany while trying to survive the homegrown fascist movements that seem eager to take the reigns in her homeland. But her worries about Mosely and the Blackshirts are somewhat derailed when she gets a mysterious telegram - a telegram that ushers her into a world of secret wizards and magical schools and whimsical creatures.

Sadly, the magical world and the mundane world are far from disconnected. A charismatic wizard named Vane Villamont and his political party of fanatical wizard supremacists are poised to set fire to two worlds at once. To survive and fight back, Minerva will have to make some unlikely allies: Enslaved fae, werewolf refugees, and even fellow wizards who see the writing on the wall.

Will it be enough?

#minerva golding #fuck jkr #alternate history #magic school #fiction #romance #antifascist #deconstruction #harry potter #fantasy #werewolf girl #jewish #gay #lesbians

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bokkiesplace · 1 year

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I think once I finish my degree and thesis I’m going to dedicate my free time to my first love, pirates

#i really want to watch our flag means death #but I know that once I do I wont consume it normally #so when. I’m done focusing on cancel culture and jkr i’m going to hyperfixate on pirate ms #i think most people have that one costume that they wore 24/7 when they were younger and mine was a pirate when I was in the 3rd grade #i was a princess or a witch alternatively before that but I wore those costumes ince and that was it #i loved in that costume and if I didn’t go to a private school with uniform i would have worn it to school at least once

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guiltypleasureswriting · 26 days

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Written Mar 30, 2024

CW: Outside perspective of anxiety attack/meltdown. Not detailed at all.

“I’m okay Harry. Thank you for worrying but I just had a bit of a slip.” Regulus soothed - or at least tried to. He sat up fully and gave himself a chance to take Harry in with his recent revelation.

He saw James in the boy’s deep bronze skin and his mess of hair. He saw James in his lopsided smile and sunny personality. Harry was an exact copy of James, except for the emerald green eyes that were clearly inherited from Lily Evans. It seemed James truly did love Evans. Regulus’ heart clenched.

“Harry,” Regulus said with an edge of urgency. “This is extremely important. You have to tell me who you live with. Is it your Uncle Pad?” Harry shook his head.

“Uncle Moon said Uncle Pad got… acoozed of something he didn’t do, so bad people took him away.” He said sadly. “But Uncle Moon said he’s gonna get Uncle Pad back soon and then I can live with them.”

So Sirius was still with Lupin. But Sirius accused? Of what? Was he in Azkaban? What could his perfect brother ever have done to land himself in Azkaban?

“So if you can’t live with Si- Uncle Pad, does that mean you live with Uncle Moon?” Harry’s little body was shaking and he started rocking back and forth. The boy sniffed messily and wiped his runny nose on Regulus’ shirt sleeve.

“N-no.” He was shaking his head frantically. “Uncl' Moon says he can’ take care of me.” Harry started crying in earnest. Regulus felt terrible, but he /needed/ this information. But he couldn’t resist pulling the boy into his lap and cradling his face to his chest. “So-so Dubledoor took me to Uncl' Vernon and Aunt Tunie’s house. Aunt Tunie is Mummy’s sister but she hates me.” Harry let out a sob and couldn’t talk more. Reg hugged him close.

“Okay, okay. I understand. You don’t have to say anymore now.”

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mydarlingdearestdead · 10 months

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Alice in Wonderland au where the ever rational Remus Lupin falls down the rabbit hole and meets a strange human-like creature with long black hair and sparkling silver eyes at a tea party where no one can quite manage to catch a hold of the host

Edit: Posted a snippet of this here

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kquil · 3 months

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DIVORCING ORION BLACK

⌈ A Marauders Era Fix-It-Fic - featuring Reader as Walburga Black but better ⌋

LAST UPDATED : 01/03/24 | [dd/mm/yy]

SERIES SUM. : You wake up in pitch blackness and under excruciating pain. It isn't too long before you realise that you've been transported into the world of Harry Potter and that you've taken the place of a familiar villainess - Walburga Black.

You need to escape the toxic Black family. You can only do that by divorcing Orion Black AND YOU'RE DEFINITELY TAKING THE KIDS!

UPDATE SCHEDULE : on the first day of every month, a new chapter will be posted at 9am GMT time ; the first chapter is the only exception ;)

CHAPTERS :

i. ARRIVAL

you take a familiar villainess' place, but it's all just a dream, right? (special thanks to @thebestofoneshots for beta reading this chapter!)

ii. SHOPPING (1/2)

life isn't easy in the Black Family household, you need to get out, you also need a new wand. Sirius does too as well as a few other things; time to go shopping.

iii. SHOPPING (2/2) iv. ... v. ... ...

DISCLAIMER : please read

TAGS : son sirius black/mother reader ; son regulus black/mother reader ; isekai au/transfering worlds au ; walburga black is evil ; not reader though hehe~ ; hurt/comfort ; fluff ; platonic fluff ; second chances ; reader basically adopts remus, barty crouch jr and peter pettigrew ; peter pettigrew redemption arc? ; but he never betrays the marauders in the first place so... ; remus gets a better life ; reader becomes a semi-political figure to help werewolves + house elves ; reader assumes a male alias ; alternating chapters from different povs directly effected by reader's actions ; reader is a powerful independent business woman and single mother ; reader is a milf ; reader secretly hates dumbledore ; reader hates orion black ; reader hates JKR (we all do) ; divorce ; mentions of child abuse (physical and mental and emotional) ; mentions of neglect ; angry reader ; canon jily ; mentions of wolfstar ; regulus being a precious baby ; sirius has his moments too ; reader being a powerful trio with minerva and pomfrey ; reader potentially adopting the black sisters (bellatrix, andromeda and narcissa) ; reader adopts everyone! ; there'll be ocs ; reader leaves to live her dream cottagecore life ; happy ending! ; i'll add more tags in the future

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