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sohannabarberaesque · 7 months

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Postcards from Snagglepuss

So how did the storytelling around the bonfire go?

As mentioned previously, reader, yours truly and companions of Crazy Claws decided to have a bonfire on a recent cool evening at CC's Lake Delton retreat, drinking on hot mulled apple cider, staying warm--and swapping a few stories. Nothing of the horror sort, know, because with Scooby-Doo getting hackneyed (or so it must seem), we didn't want to muddy the waters seriously.

As well as spoil things with some of the better moments of autumn, Thanksgiving in particular, coming along as well.

(Oh, and did I mention my winter diving vacay with Peter Potamus and His Magic Divers somewhere in the Caribbean?)

At any rate, think of our bonfire conversation as a "bull session" of sorts in the face of a misty autumn's evening, just letting ourselves be ourselves story-wise. And while Crazy Claws really sent us laughing with his pun-driven tales of past romance as went nowhere, yours truly matching such with all the attempts with Lila and the odd run-in with Betty Makaska ... followed by Pixie and Dixie taking things close to off-tangent with their plantings of genetically-modified catnip to give Jinksie disincentive to chase "those meeces" ... perhaps some of the weirdest tales had to come from Touché Turtle, who (as Dum-Dum explained it once) can tend to take things a little too far, and "probably to attract attention," naturally enough.

And perhaps the finest specimen Touché offered was when he was walking casually down the street with Dum-Dum in some seedy neighbourhood, and, noticing a couple of children in distressing circumstances playing outside, was led inside by a girl who could not have been younger than nine years of age ... and for some reason, Touché's bent-tip foil managed to pick through the lock of what turned out being something of a Chamber of Horrors in the form of a rather vile, smelly, unkempt even, bedroom which had no less than six children sharing same. Dum-Dum and Touché led the victims out, pretty much all of them wearing filthy rags, and Dum-Dum arranged for the police to take the children over to the local shelter.

And as it emerged, Touché revealed a "tip of the iceberg" scenario: That particular house they entered was found to be nothing less than a sheer House of Horrors, especially with such adult figures otherwise supposed to be in charge out for some reason and basically leaving the kids in charge. Yet Touché and Dum-Dum were somehow modest about "doing what they had to do," for it emerged later that such was nothing less than an ur-studio for child pornography, and on The Dark Net even ... and were those behind the setup ballistic(!!) when they found "their darlings" removed from the house and the premises raided and plundered, not to mention invoking Ayn Rand!!

(Fortunately, Touché and Dum-Dum were at the offices of Child Protective Services to assist in the enquiries and give details, and soon afterward asked to leave town "to avoid possible reprisals." Followed by a few days somewhere in the Otter Tail Lakes region.)

Touching, I had to acknowledge ... yet I had to wonder how it was possible for Touché Turtle to use the bent tip of his foil as a lock pick.

"You just pick up on these things somewhere," Touché was quick to add.

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@warnerbrosentertainment @hanna-barbera-land @railguner34 @jellystone-enjoyer @archive-archives @themineralyoucrave @thebigdingle @princessgalaxy505 @thylordshipofbutts @screamingtoosoftly @warnerbros-blog1 @theweekenddigest @indigo-corvus @ultrakeencollectionbreadfan @warnerbrosent-blog

#hanna barbera #fanfic #fanfiction #road trip experience #postcards from snagglepuss #huckleberry hound and snagglepuss #autumn bonfire #crazy claws #wisconsin dells #lovethedells #storytelling #touché turtle and dum dum #hannabarberaforever

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twin-azure-dragon-wave · 1 year

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*SessRin Drabble*

Sesshomaru slices up his brother's eyeball.

Based on Hanyo no Yashahime episode 15, Farewell Under the Lunar Eclipse. Title is from 'Debaser' by The Pixies.

Ao3

Un Chien Andalusia

Zero’s meddling has left him no choice.

She’s tied her fate inexorably to Rin’s. When next she sets her sights on Inuyasha and Kagome—along with baby Moroha—Sesshomaru puts his plan into action. He aligns himself with Kirinmaru—then double crosses him.

The daiyokai’s claws slice into Inuyasha’s eye, plundering the milky orb for the black pearl within. Blood spurts forth. The hanyo falls, clutching his wound, steaming at his evident betrayal.

Sesshomaru doesn’t need their interference, not with Rin’s life on the line. The pearl sucks them in and his debased heart is numbed for the time being.

#sessrin #sessrin drabble #sessrin fic #sessrin fanfic #sessrin fanfiction #drabble #100 word drabble #fanfiction #fanfic

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panthera-tigris-venenata · 2 years

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In the Isle of the Lost was Neverland:

The Isle was Neverland, and is slowly but ever steadily deteriorating.

Peter Pan is dead, the faeries are all either dead or literal shadows of their former selves, only one faery having been born in the past twenty years, and what mermaids survive lurk just offshore, waiting with their sharp teeth and claws to drag unwary swimmers to the bottom. And Captain Hook has gone mad.

Every creature of Neverland is, well, of Neverland. Captain Hook only started to go mad once Neverland began to turn into the Isle. The beings of Neverland are as much Neverland as the land itself is. Or was.

This applies to their children too. Faylinn Chime, the only Never faery born of a child's laugh in the last twenty years (where did the other laughs, the Auradon laughs, the rare Isle laughs go? Not Neverland) is as much Neverland as if she'd been born during the glory days of Pixie Hollow, when Tinker Bell's exploits were spoken were spoken of all over Neverland. And Captain Hook's children are as much Neverland as if they'd been born during his glory days of piracy, sailing the seven seas and plundering for gold and of course chasing that infernal flying boy (Where is he now? He hasn't seen him in a while. Only his shadow) in revenge for his lost hand.

Or they would have been. But by the time Harry, and then CJ, were born, Neverland was more Isle than Neverland.

But Harriet? Harriet was the very first child born on the Isle of the Lost, when it still retained many vestiges of its former self. Harriet is the image of her father, Captain Hook, who is one of the three whose name is synonymous with Neverland itself (the other two are long-dead Peter Pan, and Wendy Darling, who has not slept through the night ever since the night she failed to find the second star).

Harriet, the firstborn of Captain Hook, is Neverland, as much Neverland as any other being of Neverland, back when Neverland was truly Neverland. Harriet's essence is Neverland.

And so, Harriet cannot leave the Isle, for the Isle used to be Neverland, and Harriet is Neverland, and if she leaves it, she will die.

Twenty-four hours; that is all she will ever have off the Isle, before she will sicken and die, cut off from Neverland, for while Neverland is sickened and dying itself, a twisted shell of its former self, still it gives Harriet life, for Harriet is Neverland, and she cannot leave it.

Basically, if Harriet Hook leaves the Isle/Neverland she will die within the day.

(Sorry?)

Thank you, I love this and it's breaking my heart.

Does Harriet know? If so, how did she find out?

And more, does she care?

Or does she just set sail one day after the Barrier is brought down (Now that I think of it, this shouldn't happen: the Barrier might be the only thing preventing the corruption of Neverland from spreading further.)

So again: Does Harriet just set sail, after the Isle kids are freed, never to return again?

She knows she won't return, she just stopped caring a long time ago. She wants to experience freedom at least once in her life, consequences be damned.

She wants to get as far away from her personal version of Hell as the winds will take her: her crew and her family follows. She didn't tell them this will be her last sail.

But... While Harriet has been selfish in this decision, so have been her loved ones.

As she weakens, her siblings put two and two together: they are Neverland too, albeit in different way. They order her ship to turn around and return, immediately.

When Harriet wakes up again on the Isle, she doesn't know whether she should thank them or curse them.

She settles for the curses, and they accept it as thanks.

#disney descendants #harriet hook #harry hook #cj hook #hook siblings #the isle of the lost #the isle of the lost is a terrible place #the isle was neverland #neverland #tw depression #i think #tw suicide attempt (OF FICTIONAL CHARACTER)#this is dark people

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elxgantcaptain · 1 year

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History of Captain Hook on the seas

From 1670 at the age of 18 to the age of 33, James worked for the East India Trading Company, for the first 6 years he worked aboard one ship until it went down and for one year he was without a job on the ocean, merely working on the docks.

Then he was hired aboard another ship and sailed for 4 years until that too disbanded or was destroyed and his next ship for 5 years, taking part in a mutiny to take over the ship and finally became a pirate in 1703.

He sailed as a pirate and plundered on the seven seas for 5 years, until one storm left him capsized on an island - A magical island of which there was no escape no matter how far you sailed. Neverland.

It was here in Neverland he was stuck for 11 years until he finally discovered the secret to pixie dust and could ultimately escape Neverland, at the age of 48. However, when he returns to earth, time had changed.

Based on Return to Neverland, 232 years had passed since Hook had been trapped there.

If we move it to today, Hook would have been in Neverland 315 years.

Whilst only 11 years had passed for Hook within the confides of Neverland, making him only 48. Technically, Hook is 363 years old.

It hits hard when you realise how much has changed for Hook and how he feels he can only really be himself in Neverland now, on seas that never change, like him, as the rest of the world has left him behind.

#i put together some dates based on the golden age of piracy the first record of the jolly rodger flag and my hcs #so here we are uwu #save #headcanons

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rylen-ashworth · 2 years

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7. Pawn

Rylen’s heavy armor rattled with each step as he led the charge through the crumbling corridors of the abandoned garrison. He kept his shield raised and his sword arm at his side, hustling at a brisk pace while trying to keep his eyes peeled for any obvious traps or obstacles along the way. Pixie sprinted along at his side, chakrams held out in outstretched arms that trailed behind her. Her rhythms had helped to enhance the group’s ground speed, helping to make up for their foe’s enhanced abilities during the pursuit. C’zahra and Svaelfyr kept up a few paces behind. Evidence of a long ordeal was visible on all of their gear, with scorches and rends marring the various pieces of armor.

The hallway opened up before them, revealing a widened chamber that trapped their fleeing target in a dead end. The hooded figure halted before the featureless stone wall, then turned to regard the party of adventurers that approached them. Rylen had no intention of slowing down, and lowered his shoulder in order to try and barrel into the robed figure, shield first. Before he could get close though, a wall of aetherically charged crimson flames shot up from the stone floor. The spell bisected the room, dense enough to repel the barrage of ranged attacks that the other three loosed upon their hooded foe. "Not another step, plundering filth...” A sinister, unnaturally enhanced voice called out from beyond the flames. “Oh would you give it up already!?” Rylen growled through a clenched jaw, pacing along the wall of flames and occasionally striking at it with his blade, to no avail. “You’re outnumbered and out-gunned.” Svaelfyr reasoned, while cocking his handgun or effect. “All we want is the stone! Lay it down and you can leave here with your life.” C’zahra added, weary frustration evident in her voice. “Is that all?” The voice broke into a sickening laugh that echoed throughout musty chamber. Slowly the intense wall of flames began to recede. As the aetheric obstacle rescinded, the party was greeted by an entirely new sight. The hooded figure was joined by the presence of four new summoned companions. Quadrupedal creatures resembling carbuncles with bared fangs and much more hulking, feral figures. The companions were tinted an unnatural violet hue, with a smokey quality that billowed around their forms. “That’s new...” Rylen commented, readying up for the final clash that awaited. “Come and take it...” The foe taunted, closing his grimoire with an audible snap.

#ffxivwrite2022 #rylen ashworth #C'zahra Sahdi #Svaelfyr Roslinch #pixie #dustwrought embers #alright I did it I'm all caught up

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pesterloglog · 6 months

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Eridan Ampora, Jade Harley

Act 5, page 3175-3176

-- caligulasAquarium [CA] began trolling gardenGnostic [GG] --

CA: noww that youre done makin all that pointless rubbish

CA: ivve got somethin wway more wworth your wwhile

GG: which one were you again?

GG: wait

GG: werent you the guy who was always trying to hit on me??

CA: that couldvve been anyone

CA: lets not get distracted by your sad league of suitors and their flushed desperations

CA: im offerin you the edge here

CA: in your rivvalry wwith the other female

GG: uh...

CA: wwevve got the same abstratus

CA: and i dont need this thing anymore

CA: since i became more powwerful than you could evver imagine as a mighty wwizard of wwhite science

CA: so you might as wwell take it and settle your score wwith that awwful wwitch

GG: but

GG: im the wwitch!

GG: i mean witch

CA: yeah ok the seer then if you wwant to be dealin wwith technicalities

GG: rose?

GG: i do not have a score to settle with rose!!!

GG: why would you think that?

CA: oh

CA: wwell fuck

CA: suppose i wwas guessin it wwas natural to presume somesuch relation like that betwween the twwo a you

GG: i think you are projecting your own attitude on to others

GG: just because you tend to hate and/or hit on everyone you meet doesnt mean everyone else is that way

GG: rose just sent me a code for a crystal ball, shes my friend and is basically the best!

CA: oh i see so she shared her "magic secrets" wwith you then

CA: its probably a trap i wwouldnt trust her

CA: she is a cunnin and treacherous sort trust me i knoww her type

GG: wait do you have a thing for her too???

GG: did she reject you or something?

CA: you are slingin around such a bloody mess of slander wwith these accusations

CA: you wwouldnt understand anywway

CA: its already been painfully established you people cant get your shalloww think pans under the majesty of our quadrants

GG: :|

CA: if you must knoww things betwween us wwere gettin pretty bellicose and im pretty sure she wwas wwaxin as obsidian for me as a human got it in em to do

CA: and if not for the interdimensional divvide keepin us apart honestly i dont doubt our rivvalry could be brewwin outright pitch

GG: uh huh...

CA: but the thing is i need a rivval wwho can pose me a challenge

CA: and frankly shes not evven fit for holdin my cape anymore

CA: at this point i find all her adorable black pixie dabblins to be prime kiddie playtime shit

CA: all of her FRAUDULENT MAGICS cannot come close to posin threat to my mastery ovver the TRUEST SCIENCES

CA: an wwith my empiricists wwand i servve as the righteous hope that wwill incinerate delusion and the deluded alike

CA: my holy fire is the wwhite fury bled from the wwrath-wweary eyes of fifty thousand nonfictional angels

CA: and wwhen theyre finished wweepin they wwill boww before their prince

GG: wow what are you talking about

CA: so really you should be honored to inherit my old callin

CA: both my armaments and my feud

CA: itll be wwitch against wwitch

CA: a real one vvs an impostor

CA: faker one dies

GG: hey look at that, time for me to get going!

CA: oh wwill you just take the fuckin gun already

GG: no i dont want it!!!!!

CA: its a wway more powwerful wweapon than any of that crap you made

CA: its a legendary relic wwithout equal

GG: more like a legendary piece of shit!

CA: youre bein needlessly fuckin stubborn about this im doin you a fuckin favvor here

GG: yes but i dont like you very much and i feel really icky about accepting a present from you

CA: if you accept it this is the last ill evver be botherin you about anythin ok

GG: siiigh

GG: fine

CA: FFFFFFWW

GG: what?

CA: thats the code

GG: oh...

GG: hmmm...

GG: i have seen this before

CA: howws that possible

CA: its a one of a kind wweapon plundered from an alternian ghost ship

GG: i am very sure its the same rifle included with johns present

GG: but...

GG: bigger of course

CA: probably a cheap imitation of the original

CA: uh

CA: kind of like that one there is

CA: so theres your answwer stable loops ahoy

CA: noww enjoy the utter fuckin domination it affords

GG: yes but....

GG: i did not provide the weapons!

GG: my penpal did

CA: wwhos that

GG: the guy who helps me build the present

GG: we worked on it together but he supplied the bunnys weapons

GG: im pretty sure hes from the future!

CA: wwhy

GG: because he said hes my grandson

CA: wwhat the fuck is a grandson

CA: is that some kind of pervverse human familial thing

GG: umm yes

CA: nevvermind then your procreational biologistics make my fins curl in distaste

GG: oh no!!!!!

GG: aaaaa please dont tell anyone i told you about him!

GG: augh how could i let that slip to you of all people

CA: settle dowwn jade youre radically underestimatin the amount of shit i dont givve about this

CA: ill havve you knoww this is the last time im plannin on talkin to any human

CA: i got bigger ships to sink and soon wwhen im good and ready me and my luminous fuckin science stick havve got a date wwith jack noir

CA: AND NO NOT THAT KIND OF DATE GIVVE ME A LITTLE FUCKIN CREDIT

GG: wow ok!!!!

GG: i wasnt going to say anything

CA: wwhys this matter so hush hush anywway

GG: he didnt want me to tell my friends who he really was

GG: i guess maybe he was concerned about upsetting the timeline? i dunno

CA: wwell maybe he didnt wwanna disrupt wwhatevver disgustin sequence of evvents wwas responsible for his spawwnin in the first place

GG: maybe!

GG: i have wondered about that, assuming he is right...

GG: he was so nice, and it really did feel like i was talking to family, so i really dont think he was making it up

GG: i couldnt help but try to imagine his parents...

GG: and more interestingly.......

GG: his grandfather :O

GG: i still wonder who it could be...

GG: although i guess at this point

GG: the options are pretty limited :o

CA: ok i think im startin to feel ill talkin about things makin me fathom pink wwigglers comin out a your owwn personal torso

CA: so change a fuckin subject

CA: that gun i just gavve you is somethin of a hatchright to the kid

CA: happy i could play a role in your dirty stinkin lineage

GG: like an heirloom? i guess it could be

GG: do you even have those? if you dont have parents how could you?

CA: no wwe dont knoww our direct forebears and im pretty sure any attempt to seek out or evven inquire about the supplier of your genes wwould be a fine wway to get yourself killed

CA: but wwevve got our lore and it says wwe all got indivvidual ancestors wwho contribute to most of our genes abovve and beyond wwhat the grubs slurry does

GG: ewwwwwwww

CA: oh shut up

CA: anywway a lot of us believve wwere meant to trace the footsteps of those ancestors evven though wwe can nevver knoww em

CA: and on that journey wwe can come across belongings they once had cause wwe wwere hatched to find em and finish their wwork

CA: i kinda think thats wwhy i found the gun in the first place

CA: but noww im forsakin it because fuck i just found a better destiny than my old crappy one wwhich i nevver got any appreciation for anywway

GG: hmmmm

GG: then maybe that is how this heirloom should work

CA: wwhat do you mean

GG: well i dont want to use it!

CA: aww man come on

GG: so ill just dump it outside the house with the trash

GG: and if it is fated to find my penpal one day then so be it!

CA: god damn it

CA: its like you people go out of your wway to think a howw to disrespect me

GG: maybe you should have been nicer to me!

GG: in any case i dont appreciate the spirit in which the gift was given so this is what i will do!

CA: fine fuck it wwhat do i care

CA: this has been a completely flippin useless exchange as havve they all been wwith your species

CA: and for the record

CA: evven though i said that stuff about bein fated to find my gun

CA: fate isnt real

CA: its a lot of FAKE FUCKIN HORSEFEATHERS

CA: noww go and be cleansed by the light of truth purity nonfakeness hope and abovve all SCIENCE

gardenGnostic's johnnytop exploded.

#homestuck #eridan ampora #jade harley #homestuck act 5 #page 3175 #page 3176 #homestuck act 5 act 2

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complete-idiot-in-love · 6 months

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Once Upon a Witchlight: Episode 42! (SPOILERS AHEAD!!)

Still love these goofy bitches :3

Twig being dead is so sad, Alexa play Despacito

My S/I would definitely be on the floor sobbing or sobbing into Torbek bc they'd feel so bad for not doing more to protect Twig

NO, DO NOT GIVE TWIG WITCHLIGHT KREMY. ONE IT WOULD DEFINITELY HURT TORBEK AND TWO WE DON'T NEED A ZOMTWIG WITH A MURDEROUS DOUBLE PERSONALITY

If the scene wasn't so sad, I'm sure Kremy would be plundering the bronze toad for its money, bronze frog would be EMPTIED fr fr

I wonder what the rubix cube Frost got does (I don't care what Nikki says, it's a rubix cube to me)

I find it extremely sus that Twig died in the room with “Child sized coffins" in it, like was she always meant to die and the party just got too attached or what?

Torbek apologizing for not fighting good enough WHEN HE LITERALLY ALMOST DIED is so sad, leave my favorite pathetic cat man alone >:(

TORBEKS WOUNDS LOOKING WORSE BECAUSE HE TRIED USING HIS WITCHLIGHT. ANDY I'M GOING TO HURT YOU /J, LEAVE MY BESTIE ALONE (T-T)

“I just wanna bring her back, not for me but for you" The " Ironic” husbands strike again, love my dad's so much

Gideon telling Torbek to his face that he doesn't care if he dies is so funny for some reason but also I WOULD CARE GIDEON, I WOULD CARE SO MUCH!

THE DRAWING LABELED “MY FAMILY" WHY NIKKI? WHYYYYYYYY??? (T-T)

Torbek with Mr. Moony the puppet is so funny, him puppeteering it is very appreciated during these sad moments

When they talk about their dice rolls in their characters voices all i can imagine is the actual characters being forced to roll dice for their actions

OH FUCK, BAVLORNA CAUGHT US STEALING HER SHIT :O

"Please don't make Hootsie an orphan" "WATTA DO, MRS. BLIGHTSTRAW?" Two types of people fr fr

Gideon is so damn angry about Twig dying

They are all so dumb but i love these goofy bitches

Bavlorna is so gross, we love a manic pixie dream girl! /j

"OH HELL YEAH, COOKIES!" -My S/I (9 intelligence frfr)

"You would make a great coat!" OH HELL NAH, BAVLORNA IS DYING IF SHE MESSES WITH MY HOMIE TORBEK

BEEZLEBERRY COOKIES YESSS

What is it with the hags and acting like grandmas? "Granny Nightshade"? "Mommy Lorna"?

Torbek drinking trash water and Frost getting hairballs XD

Torbek definitely does single white guy cooking, bro will eat anything fr fr

Torbek's animal impressions are spot on /j

"YOU WANT ME TO USE HER MOUTH LIKE A DAMN NUTCRACKER?" - Gideon calmly asked /j

Husband fight, couples therapy imminent

If Bavlorna was good and not batshit crazy, she'd definitely be someone who I could see adopting Torbek or my S/I.

SCABATHA >:( /THREATENINGLY

Big-brimmed hat darkling mommy /j

YOOOO NAT 20 FOR GRICKO ON INSIGHT, LESSS GOOOOO

Oh fuck, accidental murder????

MORE COOKIES FOR TORBEK AND I POGGG, Besties share a sweet tooth

Earl grey tea and beezleberry cookies sound so good right now fr fr

Torbek please don't make a deal with Bavlorna

OH FUCK, ACCIDENTAL MURDER!!!

Gideon spinning his cup counterclockwise in anger is going to kill the party

KREMY IS DEFINITELY GOING TO KILL THE PARTY BY MENTIONING THE BOOK

"We don't talk about the fourth sister" I SWEAR TO THE GODS IF IT'S ZYBILNA I AM GOING TO SCREAM FR FR

It's so sus that the FROG hag doesn't own the FROG bag of holding, i don't think Bavlorna is telling the truth

TASHA? LIKE TASHA'S HIDEOUS LAUGHTER?? OMFG MY S/I HAS THAT SPELLS!!

Fribblefrabble grizzlegrazzle comeback :D love it when they callback to previous jokes!

Gricko... That was a robot of Tasha, not the actual lady

Receiving your older sister's taxidermied corpse as a gift is so morbid what da hell Bavlorna

"You're clearly the good sister" KREMY SHE JUST SAID SHE WAS GONNA TAXIDERMY A CORPSE AND GIVE IT AS A GIFT

TWIG IS BACK!!! YESSSSS

OH FUCK SHE'S BLIND NOW, THE BLUE ROSES BLINDED HER

Is... Is she blind?? Bro idk

"She's rigt behind me isn't she" moment from every movie ever /j

Sea cucumber Robert rectangle pants returns!!

Once Upon a Witchlight's catchphrase is "From a certain point of view"

"Torbek, have another cookie" WHY DOES SHE HAVE TO BE EVIL, I WANT A NICE COOKIE GRANDMA SO BADLY (I may do something with her in my S/I's backstory)

FROST NOOOO, DON'T FLIRT WITH BAVLORNA

"Torbek has sticky fingers" YEAH I WONDER WHY, "ALLEGED" PUBLIC MASTERBAITER

PIERRE IS SO SAD AS A NPC, BRO GOT HIS FACE OBLITERATED AND IS NOW GONNA BE A SLAVE TO BAVLORNA

Gricko x Bloodytoes ship is sailing so hard this episode (Grickotoes? Bloodygrin?)

Torbek just absolutely not understanding Frost's telepathy is so good

LET MY BOY ENJOY HIS COOKIES FROST, HE DESERVES NICE THINGS

"Bodaicous T is saying no!" I love that nickname so much and am so glad it came back

"You're gonna be filled with regret if you make this deal" "BUT MAKING DEALS IS FUN!" MY ALLIGATOR DAD EVERYONE, DUMBASSNESS RUNS IN THE FAMILY I GUESS

Torbek has my same love for sweets, this is why he's my bestie

Twig is so cool, i will literally kill her insecurities

NOOOOO, NO MORE FROG LICKIN??? (T-T)

TWIG TOADSPRING? HER FULL NAME??

WE ARE A BIG FAMILY YESSSSSS!!!

Gideon always forget Torbek and it's so funny!!! Huge ass bugbear and he's always forgot about

"Smells like shit, TORBEK!" OMFG DYING

"Not only can't I smell but I also can't SHI-" TWIG NOOOOO

BLOODYTOES X GRICKO IS 100% BUILT ON VIOLENCE, GIRLBOSS AND HER MALEWIFE FR FR

Pierre is so fucked

"Are there any burritos here?" FROST OMFG

Bloodytoes being so unbelievably unhelpful is so funny

Torbek is always hungry and I headcanon it's because of the witchlight

When will Frost meet his beloved swam boat again /j

Please still have pigtunia!!! I love that pig!!!

STOP TRYING TO KILL THE WILDLIFE KREMY

NOOOO JEREMY!!!

NAT 20 FROM TWIG TO KILL JEREMY OMFG

"No one would marry that FUCK, HES A MEAN OL BASTARD!" Reanimated Twig is a badass

STUFFED PIGTUNIA OMG SO CUTE!!!!

SOMEONE FINISHED THIS MODULE IN 5 SESSIONS???? HOW???

We love Snail no. 2 in this house

Killing Pierre at this point is a gift to him

Pierre killing montage with Gricko on a popsicle Sugar high

"We can go to Wendy's" "WENDY'S NUTS!" My S/I and Gricko would definitely collab on deez nuts jokes bc of Gricko's curse

WE GOT THE INN AT THE END OF THE ROAD BACK, YESSSSS

SUN AND MOON COUPLE, MR. MOONY?? (Also my favorite ship type)

WE'RE ALL MUSHROOM PEOPLE NOW AND LEVEL 5 YESSSSSSSS

#self ship #self shipping #self ship stuff #self insert #a family an be a bunch of criminals and their adopted satyr child

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crainiisms · 11 months

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Tortuga .. the place where all Pirates who sailed under the black flag knew. A place where they would either go to find a crew, find a pirate, or simply have a bit of fun and rest when they weren't stealing and plundering other vessels. Ale in one hand, Cleo leaned back in her chair, boots resting up on the table in a relaxed position. Sword sheathed in the leather holder on one side of her belt, pistol located in the other. The hat rested on top of her head, tilted slightly so only the bottom half of her face showed. A slight smirk formed across rose coloured lips, the once fair skin now slightly tanned from the weather and freckles that were apparent across her nose now even peppered across her cheeks. Auburn hair down, the natural waves in its texture. Tattoos of runes upon her neck and upper arm and shoulder, she was no older than twenty one.

"Neverland?" she queried taking a sip of the ale. "Aye, I know it, and if you think I will be going back there then you have another thing coming your way, mate " Cleo had no want nor need to head back to those waters. Why else would she be in Tortuga? it was true that Hook had a chest of treasure located on the island, she knew of its contents having witnessed with her own eyes, the various jewels (of which most were sapphire and rubies) and gold coins, which was filled to the brim of the chest. Though Pan had the want of hiding it, which only drove her former Captain more enraged than before, for it was all a mere game to him, after all, wasn't that what boys do? And Peter was certainly the boy who never grew up. "Find yourself another pirate to navigate those shores" though there was no one else around who could navigate to where the island stood. Anyone who had gone to Neverland was either a part of the Jolly Roger (and other than Cleo, they were on those waters already) or they flew by pixie dust and escorted by Peter himself. Its location was widely unknown and a mystery to all who spoke of it.. "Now run along" She tilted her head up, now showing her green hues that sparkled like emeralds under the caramel hue of the taverns light.

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monster-bait · 3 years

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Top 5 songs on the plundered pixies playlist

🤔🤔🤔

I honestly don’t think I can answer this, lol!

The Pixie and her owner might both be relics of a past age, but Tate is an industry pro and is well-versed in the accouterments of a high-end establishment. Her floors and walls might creak and groan, but the old girl has been equipped with a state-of-the-art streaming service jukebox system, so the music choices are endless and its another money funnel for the pub. I imagine the patrons to be more of a rock crowd, and they’re filling the Pixie’s walls with Orcish classic rock and the Orcish equivalent of nu-metal, and despite the way it might make his eye twitch, the Pixie’s proprietor is there to make money.

That doesn’t mean the staff doesn’t commandeer the controls from time to time!

Rukh prefers a bluesier sound, and afternoons when he’s at the Pixie alone are laid back and smokey sounding, Bill Withers and Stevie Ray Vaughn-esque music at a lower decibel than the patrons prefer.

Thessa picks up shifts at the Pixie when needed, and it’s upbeat top 40 pop allllll day, until the regulars show up.

Tate’s musical tastes tend to be, like everything else about him, privately enjoyed, and he can tune out just about everything that’s played on the day-to-day...that doesn’t mean that sometimes he commandeers the controls and makes everyone suffer through eight hours of the Pogues and Flogging Molly interspersed with an occasional kpop banger just because he can. Who’s going to be brave enough to tell him no?

#tate #the plundered pixie #girls weekend #Anonymous

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sohannabarberaesque · 1 year

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Some worthwhile headcannons, fanfic prompts even, to ponder

I could just picture Pixie and Dixie, in their preparing another round of cheese and crackers, getting amused at the sight of "Stoned Wheat Thins" among the cracker and crispbread offerings at the local deli--prompting the clerk to note that Stoned Wheat Thins are stone-ground thin wheat crispbreads from Canada.

How about sending in El Kabong to break up bar brawls on Friday and Saturday nights in some tacky tourist trap especially popular among Joe Sixpack types too dependent upon Fox News and Walmart for their own good? Or could Hong Kong Phooey be a better choice in this respect?

Whenever Muttley's out in his back-alley mating escapades with kita-kawaii females, imagine such being scored to Perez Prado's 1958 hit "Guaglione" if for no other reason than--

Picture Penelope Pitstop crossing paths with Bristlehound and Dum-Dum in one of their Friday fish fry forays along the Upper Mississippi River, and managing to order broiled fish whereas Our Bhoys prefer it battered.

What Kwicky Koala wouldn't go for than some serious Australian tea. And Australian-grown such, at that, from Queensland's Cairns Tablelands. (Rumour having it that Kwicky sent a box of Nerada tea bags to Daphne Blake and Velma Dinkley of Scooby-Doo's crew to try out, with Dephne admitting that she was never accustomed to Australian tea before, let alone the Chinese and Indian sort, adding that the taste was "different, and then some.")

Dottie's ultimate desire with the Clue Club: Finding fingerprint samples as turn out to have been obliterated when a suspect had contact with some sort of caustic substance (acid, say) known to obliterate fingerprint patterns.

Perhaps the single worst nightmare of pizza restaurant buffet managers: Having the Hair Bear Bunch essentially plundering the noon-hour buffet wholesale.

#hanna barbera #headcannons #fanfic prompts #hannabarberaforever

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ivymemnoch · 4 years

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Had a bit of fun experimenting with body paint last night and was inspired by @monster-bait s Girls Weekend. Wine or coffee in The Plundered Pixie mug? 🍷🤷🏻‍♀️☕️🤫🧚🏽‍♂️😅

#girls weekend #cambric creek #elf #girls weekend cosplay #exophilia #the plundered pixie #elf cosplay #if you know me you know it’s wine

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lady-of-glass-and-bone · 4 years

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Just got my masks and shot glass from @monster-bait and I'm so excited! Love the feel of the fabric which is always a gamble since I have sensory issues so that's good. And they are adorable!

And they fit really nice❤️

#masks #shot glass #monsterbait #the plundered pixie

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lrissa · 3 years

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You’re Easier To Kick When You’re Kneeling.

summary: you and eren were both titan shifters, getting your ass beat in the court room by humanity’s strongest

warnings: violence, swearing,

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“Good luck!”

Where the last words Hanji spoke before shoving you and Eren into the court room. Tension penetrated the air as the Survey Corps gave hard glares to the Military Police.

Spinning around you saw everyone looking to you and Eren. Embarrassment and fear crawled through your nerves, gazing to Eren as he looked just as afraid.

“I’m scared..” You whispered to the brunette, he turned to look down at your lightly shaking physique.

“We’ll be fine.” He gave you a small smile, his eyes creased softly, he wished he could reach out and pat you on the shoulder.

Straining yours eyes forwards you bit down your tongue readying yourself mentally. You noticed two long metal pillars beside eachother, gulping.

“Step forward.” An office spoke as he shoved the barrel of a gun into Erens back. Urging him forwards forcefully, quickly you walked to catch up with him.

Two officers pushed you and Eren apart. Snapping your head to the brunette, he nodded his head to you calmly, his eyes gave you comfort as the man shoved you to your knees infront of the pole.

Together the men picked up the metal and ordered you to place your hands stretched behind you, doing so they let the pole fall back into place. Having you directly connected to the pole and squatted down.

You hung your head low as the hair on your shoulders fell forwards to conceal your face. Your eyes had dilated and your body shook. Fear. Worry. Anxiety.

A door opened followed by footsteps and a chair scraping across the stone as someone seated themselves. The judge.

“Well then, let us begin. Eren Jaeger and Y/N L/N, yes?” He’d adjust his glasses and stare at the small paper in his fingers before continuing. “You are soldiers, sworn to sacrifice your life for the public good. Is that correct?”

“Yes, sir.” Eren answered as he stared bug-eyed at the judge, “Yes, sir.” You repeated after Eren and tilted your head up.

“This is an exceptional situation. The tribunal will be held under military, not civilian, law. The final decision rests entirely in my hands.” The white haired man looked from the paper to us, “Your fate will be decided here. Do you have any objections.”

Looking to the floor you squeezed your eyes shut momentarily, opening them wide again. “No, sir.” You and Eren spoke simultaneously.

“I appreciate your perception. I will be direct. As anticipated, concealing your existence has proved impossible. We must make your existing public in some form, or a threat to humanity other than titans will arise. What I will decide today is which force will have custody of you.”

“The Military Police,”

“Or the Survey Corps?”

“Then, I ask the Military Police for their proposal.”

Your head shifted to the Military Police, watching as a man readied himself before speaking vibrantly.

“Yes, sir, I am Commander of the Military Police, Nile Dawk, I will present my proposal. After a thorough investigation of Eren and Y/N’s body, we believe they should be eliminated immediately.”

Your eyes expanded as he said this. This man hardly knew either of you, not a single fucking thing. Your eyebrows furrowed into a scowl while your hands contoured into fists.

“It’s certainly true that their titan power overcame our pervious peril. However, now their existence threatens to spark a civil war. So we ask them to die for humanity’s sake, leaving behind all information they can.” He finished

Your stomach churned as he spoke, did everyone seriously wish you dead?

“There is no need for that! They are an invasive pest! They have deceived the walls that embody Gods wisdom! They must be killed at once!” A preist yelled at the top of his lungs as he pointed to us with crazed eyes. Freak.

“Preist Nick. Order, please.” The judge calmly stated before shifting his attention to the right side.

“We’ll hear the Survey Corps’s proposal next.”

“Yes, sir. I, 13th Commander of the Survey Corps, Erwin Smith, will present my proposal. We would welcome Eren and Y/N as an official member of our forces, and use their power to retake Wall Maria... That is all.”

You stared at the Commander, that’s all. That’s all? Yours and Erens life were on the line and he couldn’t conjure up another defense statement.

“That’s all?” The judge questioned suspiciously.

“Yes, sir. With their power, we can retake Wall Maria. We believe it is clear what our priorities should be.”

“I see. And where do you plan to begin this mission”The judge stated, “Pixis, the Trost wall has been completely sealed, correct?” He added.

“Yes, it can never be opened again.” A bald man retorted.

“We would like to set out from Karanes, in the east. From there, we will proceed to Zhiganshina. We will determine the route as we go.” Erwin confidently spoke as he stared to the judge.

“Wait a minute!” shouted a man, whipping your head over, “Shouldn’t we seal all the wall gates once and for all? The Colossal Titan can only destroy the gates. If we can strengthen them, we needn’t endure further attacks!” His planned seemed smart but there where missing pieces and it would most likely be difficult to achieve.

“Shut up, merchant dog!”

“With those titan powers we can return to Wall Maria!”

“We can no longer indulge your delusions of grandeur!”

Argued two men as they yelled at one another from across the room, ‘So annoying’ you thought.

“You talk a lot, pig.” A dark voice rung throughout the court, turning your head up you spotted Levi. Behind his tough physique he was actually a bit funny.

“Where is your proof?” Levi continued, “that the titans will wait while we seal the gates? The ‘we’ you speak of are only those you wish to protect, your ‘friends’ who help line your pockets. The people who starve because there isn’t enough land to sow don’t even figure into the thoughts of you pig.” Levi finished as you stared at him with wide eyes, was he seriously protecting you from the Military Police?

“We just thought that we could survive by sealing the wall gates—“ The merchant began, “Silence!” Yelled the priest beside him as he slammed his hand on the railing, nearing the mans eyes. “Impious traitor! Mere humans altering Wall Rose, walls that were a gift from God? Can you truly see those walls? Gods work far beyond human capabilities, and not understand?”

The rest of his words drowned out as your mind took hold, thoughts of the future plundered your head as you squeezed your eyes shut.

The judges taps of his desk brought you back to reality and you snapped your head up, “Silence. You may discuss your personal philosophies and opinions elsewhere.”

“Jaeger, L/N. Can you continue to serve as a soldier, using your titan powers to benefit humanity?”

“Yes, I can!” Eren spoke clearly, the judges cold gaze shifting to you, “Yes, sir.”

“But the report on Trost’s defense says this... ‘Immediately after turning into a titan, Eren swung his fist at Mikasa Ackerman.’” You sucked in a breath and looked to Eren, his eyes extended as he looked to Mikasa. Of course, he doesn’t remember.

“Is Mikasa Ackerman present?”

“Yes, that’s me.”

“You are Ackerman? Is it true that, as a titan, Jaeger attacked you?” The old man questioned her.

You sighed softly, ‘As if he can control it yet’ you thought angrily in your mind.

“Yes, its true.”

Gasps of terror rung throughout the court, all eyes falling on Eren in a deathly glare.

“I knew it... He’s just another titan.”

“What about the girl!” Another protested as your head whipped to them, sending a glare to them.

“But, on two previous occasions, Eren saved my life in his titan form. The first time, mere seconds before a titan would have had me in its grasp, he stood between us, protecting me. The second time, he saved Armin and me from an HE shell. I would like these facts to be considered aswell.”

“I object,”

“I believe these comments are greatly colored by her personal feelings. At an early age, Mikasa Ackerman lost her parents and was taken in by the Jaeger household.” Well haven’t you done your homework, you pondered with a small frown.

“Our investigation had also revealed a surprising fact about the underlying events. At age nine, Eren Jaeger and Mikasa Ackerman killed three robbers who tried to kidnap her.”

More gasps could be heard as the news entered their ears, you shook your head. ‘What stupid fucking evidence to have, like they had a choice’ you considered furiously in your mind.

“Even if it was self defense, I must question their fundamental humanity. Is it right to entrust humanity’s fate, resources, and lives to him?”

Whispering and arguing broke out between the different sides, turning their heads to their fellow comrades to spew hatred. What a loss. Losing to this mans ugly mouth. You hung your head and sighed quietly.

“So is she. Do we know if we can trust her!” Referring to you as he pointed. “That’s right! Just to be safe we should dissect her too!” He looked to Mikasa next.

“Wait!” Yelled Eren and looked up to the man, “I may be a monster, but they have nothing to do with it! Nothing at all!” Eren defended as you watched, his spit flying from his mouth as he spoke from his soul. Your heart clenching in pitifulness as you frowned sadly.

“We can’t trust that!”

“It’s true!”

“If you’re covering for them, it means they’re one of you!”

“No!” He screamed and slammed his handcuffs against the metal pole, looking down in defeat, “I mean, you are wrong. But you’re simply coming up with theories that fit, whatever it suits you to fit.”

“Eren..” You said softly as you stared at him, your eyes in pain for him. He was so much braver than you and it gave you courage to see him so persistent.

Looking up you began to speak, “Besides, all of you people. You’ve never seen a titan! What are you so afraid of? What is your point if you do not have the power to fight? If you’re afraid to fight for humanity’s survival then, help us!” Your voice getting increasingly louder as you glared at the pathetic people who called themselves the Military Police.

“Just shut up and trust us!” You yelled your last statement and looked up to the judge, your chest panting heavily as you meant every word.

“Weapons ready!” The Commander of the Military Police shouted while his cadet set his gun on the railing and pointed it to you.

Until your face snapped to the right and pain shot through your nerves, your vision blurred instantly. Metal was all you tasted. A tooth had even managed to fall from your mouth and rolled onto the ground. You blinked to dimish the haziness and looked to your striker.

Levi Ackerman

“Huh?—“

His steel pointed boot slammed across your face again. Your back slamming against the pole behind you. Blood trickled down your nose and down to your chin, dropping onto the floor. Your blood had even splattered small droplets along the stone flooring.

Levi grabbed your collar and shoved you forwards to him. The handcuffs clanging against the pole as Levi stared down at you, his frigid glare locking eyes with your beaten ones before slamming his knee into the side of your head, sending it flying.

Pain. So much pain. It was burning you alive from the inside as all you could do was endure it. Tch, this guy’s a dick.

“Y/N!” Eren screamed from the opposite end. Hatred and worry evident in his tone as he struggled against his own cuffs, “Stop it!” Eren attempted again as all he could do was watch his friend get beaten to the brink of death.

Levi continued to sock you with his boot, giving you zero remorse as he beat the girl below him. Mikasa glared and got ready to jump the railing before Armin held her back.

Blood streamed down your face, a large puddle had began to form under you. You gasped for air before Levi lifted his leg high and stomped down on your head into the puddle of your demise. Grimacing at the filth and pain, all you did was lay there. If someone wasn’t looking hard enough, they’d assume you were already dead.

Croaks of pain left your body as his boot remained on your head, struggling to breath as blood trickled down your nose and into your mouth, unintentionally swallowing.

“This is a personal opinion. But I believe pain to be the best way to train someone. What you need is to be trained like a dog, not a man.”

Your rigid breathes left your mouth as you stared straight at Eren, his eyes meeting yours as he seemed to become visibly furious. Bruised and cuts tracked your once pretty, soft skin. Blood now coating all the crevices in your face.

“It’s easier to kick you while you’re kneeling, too.”

Levi lifted his boot and slammed it into the side of your head once again, giving you no time to breathe he stomped it back onto the cold ground again. Repeating his tourtue when he kicked your head all over again.

Strangled breaths was all you could muster, along with the rattling of the handcuffs as you were thrown around like trash, filling the silence of the fearful court room.

Kick. Kick, Kick.

All anyone could do was watch your doom, “Wait, Levi...”

Your head was pushed against the pole with his boot flat on your face as he turned his head to the one speaking, “What is it?”

His boot fell from your face as you hunched forwards, croaking as you gasped for air, blood trickling down the sides of your mouth.

“That’s dangerous... What if she gets angry and turns into a titan?”

You slowly tilted your head up to Levi, hair falling away from your face and resting on your shoulders. The raven head stared at you for a moment, then shoved his boot back onto your face and slamming it against the pole.

“What are you saying?” Levi dropped his leg again and gripped a fistful your hair, violently pulling you to his face as your eyes struggled to remain open from extreme bruising.

“Aren’t you going to dissect her?” He dropped your hair and stood straight, peering down to your defeated and beaten figure.

“When she turned into a titan last time, she killed twenty other titans before collapsing. If she is an enemy, her intelligence makes her a more formidable foe. Still no match for me, of course.”

Levi gazed to the Military Police, “But what will you do? Anyone persecuting her should also consider that fact. Do you really think you can kill her?” Levi spoke cooly as he stood infront of you, staring you down.

From afar you heard others speak, but your heartbeat clogged your ears as it deafened any other noise. Staring at Levi’s boots infront of you, you noted your blood coating the bottom before gently shutting your eyelids.

You could only hear Levi as he spoke from ahead of you, “I’m certain I can kill her. The only problem is I doubt I can do any less.” Levi proposed.

Hearing the pound of the desk above you, the judge made his decision. But you’d never make out what he proposed.

Footsteps stepped back from ahead of you as new ones came from behind you, uncuffing you and lifting the pole.

You tumbled forwards onto the unwelcoming ground, cautiously opening your eyes to the glaring sunlight that entered through the windows.

Eren ran to you, crouching down infront of you as you saw him shout words at you. He picked your head up in his hands and cradled you in his lap, checking for your pulse.

Your eyes began to shut again, your head lulling to the side to spot the raven head. Levi stared at you from afar, his arms crossed over his chest. The last thing you saw was the ravens dark gaze before your eyes rolled and all you saw was darkness.

be real, we all wish we were the ones being kicked

#aot x reader #levi heichou #levi ackerman #levi x reader #anime gif #aot imagines #aot fanfiction #aot #levi aot #levi imagine #levi x y/n #snk levi #snk anime #snk x reader #snk #attack on titan

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mystickitten42 · 3 years

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AO3 Tag Game

Thanks so much for the tag @peachpety 😘 I thoroughly enjoyed reading yours.

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 27 (+ 2 in fests) 2. What is your total AO3 word count? 134,448 (But if things go according to plan, I’ll be adding another 50-60k to that in 2-3 months). 3. How many fandoms have you written for and what are they? I’ve only ever published HP (all Drarry, except for one rare pair that’s part of an upcoming non-anon fest). But before I got into Drarry, I experimented with some dystopian Malec (Shadowhunters). 4. What are your top five fics by kudos? Potter’s Ravine (E, 23k)

Harry is undeniably numb. Still reeling from the sudden death of his godfather, he’s back at the Dursleys and everything seems hopeless. One day bleeds into the next. But, as they say, nature abhors a vacuum…

Draco is unimpressed. The Dark Lord and his infernal giant snake have taken over Malfoy Manor and he’s confined to his rooms. He feels like a prisoner and it’s just not right. He’s a Malfoy. Itching for confrontation he decides to go visit Harry Potter.

Things don’t go according to plan.

The Time in Between (E, 42k)

Harry never wanted to be the Chosen One. Draco refused the Dark Mark. Together, they set out to create something new. But can they outrun their destiny?

~ or ~

The one where Harry sets everything on fire, Draco confronts the darkness within, and Narcissa will do anything to keep them safe.

Light up Your Lust (E, 1k)

All it takes is a Cornish Pixie, a spilled potion and everything becomes quite clear.

Malfoy sputters, “That’s ridiculous, Potter. I don’t want to – ”

“Then tell me to stop.”

But the only noise Malfoy makes is a breathy sigh as Harry dives back in and kisses his jaw, plunders his incandescent lips, before he follows the glowing path south…

The Naughty List (E, 2K)

In which Hermione takes Harry to an art class and the model is familiar, blond, and pointy.

Malfoy steps up onto the round platform and casually lets his robe slip to the ground. As he adopts a pose, Harry’s jaw drops. Draco Malfoy is a work of art.

“Close your mouth, Harry,” Hermione whispers, and Harry does.

When Death Comes Calling (T, 2k)

It’s All Hallows’ Eve and as Harry investigates a string of seemingly related deaths, there’s one he hopes to prevent. He looks over Harry’s shoulder and Harry turns too. They both see it, the dark translucent figure making its way to shore.

~ Or ~ Getting together in the face of Death. Literally.

5. Do you respond to comments, why or why not? OMG, I appreciate each and every single comment I receive. When I’m feeling down, I go back and re-read comments. I do try to respond to every one, but sometimes it takes a little while (depending on spoons, life, and writing deadlines). 6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending? I love happy endings, so most of my fics end happily or hopefully. But I have one fic, written for My Bloody Valentine 2021, that does not have a happy ending. You’re the Only One for Me (M, 1k, MCD, mind the tags)

After all these years, Draco's still the one.

7. Do you ever write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve every written? I have not written any crossovers... yet. I might. I might not. But I have contemplated Drarry with Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy (I’m a big fan, hence the ‘42′ in my pseud), or with Lost Souls (by Poppy Z. Brite, a vampire novel set in New Orleans).

8. Have you ever received hate on a fic? I’d have to say any ‘hate’ I’ve received has been minimal (although it thoroughly bummed me out at the time). But I received a lot of support from fellow Drarry authors and took their advice (deleted the comments without responding to them). Many others have received comments far worse than those I received and it makes me sad. 9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Ha! You may have noticed 4/5 of my top five are rated E. I love reading and writing smut. I’ve mostly written M/M, but I do have some F/F in the works. I adore porn with feelings, and angsty, angry sex that leads to feelings.

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not to my knowledge. 11. Have you ever co-written a fic before? I never thought I would (I’m too much of a control freak 😂) but I co-wrote two during Exploding Snap 2021, and I had a blast! It was so much fun, amazingly refreshing, and I would totally do it again. The Stars on the Calendar (T, 2k, with @anaxandria-writes)

Harry accepted there were many things he and Draco would always argue about. He just didn’t think sex would ever be one of them.

Midnight Rendezvous (T, 696 words, with @cequonveut)

The Fat Lady gets an eyeful while portrait hopping down the seventh-floor corridor.

12. What’s your all-time favourite ship? Drarry!!!!! But I also love Grudders, Roarmac (thanks Peach!), Jeddy, Scorbus, Charlie Weasley with pretty much anyone, and various poly ships. Outside of HP, I also have a soft spot for Malec and Jimon (Shadowhunters) and Steve/Ghost (Lost Souls). 13. What was the first fandom you wrote for? HP is the only fandom I’ve published in. But as I mentioned above, I have an incomplete Malec burning a hole in my hard drive. Maybe one day I’ll finish it… or maybe I won’t… 14. What’s your favourite fic you’ve written? As much as I adore writing drabbles and short fics, I really love to become immersed in my longer chaptered fics. All of them are my favourites. I’ve already mentioned my Old Magic series (Potter’s Ravine, The Time in Between, and I’m currently working on the third installment). But my other recent fav is my Wireless fic: Until It All Comes Undone (E, 38k).

Following his confrontation with Voldemort, Harry returns from King’s Cross Station completely changed. He wakes up at Privet Drive with no memory of his past, the war or magic. Petunia, widowed and suffering from empty nest syndrome, is only too happy to turn Harry into Dudley 2.0.

But something’s not quite right. Plagued by recurring nightmares, Harry can’t help but feel something is missing. A bottle of his cousin’s LSD helps him to forget his worries… Magic may not be real, but the hallucinations and the hot blond he meets all feel pretty magical to Harry.

Having turned his back on his family, Draco is determined to start over and do the right thing. But he’s never made good decisions when it comes to Harry Potter. When Potter—presumed dead, but very much alive—unexpectedly returns, Draco will do anything for a second chance. Even if it means pretending not to know who he is…

This idea burned inside me for nearly a year and refused to be silent. Writing this terrified me, because I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to write it the way I wanted it to be written. Completing this story was an amazing journey and really taught me to believe in myself. (And, of course, I’m eternally grateful to my amazing beta, @peachpety 🥰)

I apologise in advance if I’m double tagging anyone (and, of course, no pressure!) @pennygalleon, @andithiel, @cequonveut, @anaxandria-writes, @eelwinks, @thesleepiesthufflepuff, @evaeleanor

#tagged #tag game #AO3 works #writing #my fic

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