#master tag list

[bardic-tales]

I’m making a taglist for my passion project: Fantasy Worlds Collide. You will be tagged in every single piece of writing that features my FF 7 fanfiction and OC that I post on Written Musings.

I typically post drabbles, headcanons, and flash fiction that explore the relationship between characters, as well as short stories that are inspired by prompts. These relationships include oc x canon.

Instructions:

Please interact with this post if you would like to be added to my tag list for these. Do not interact whatsoever (including liking this) if you do not wish to be tagged.

By liking, commenting, or reblogging this post, you’re telling me, @bardic-tales, you would like to be on my Writing tag list.

You’re welcome to DM me or send me an ask if it makes you more comfortable.

[princeoftrashy]

Master Tag List

General Tags

#my art ✧ All my art.

#my writing ✧ All my writings.

#ask ✧ Things I've been asked.

#illustration ✧ Single drawings, art pieces.

#comic ✧ Comics & doodles.

#video ✧ My animatics, Tiktoks, etc.

#oc things ✧ Things that remind me of my OCs.

#fan art ✧ All things fan art!

#fan ocs ✧ Fan characters.

#other ocs ✧ Random OCs.

#ooc ✧ Often me talking or memes.

Story Tags

#The Lost Ones ✧ Equinox and the gang.

#Icebound Heart ✧ Spoon and Gabby.

#Cursed Skull ✧ Viola and Alec.

TLO Specific Tags

#lost crew ✧ Art of the main six together.

#second gen ✧ Art of the MCs' kids.

#npc ✧ Side characters.

#terha ✧ Mostly worldbuilding.

TLO Timeline Tags

#main story ✧ During the main story.

#past ✧ Before the main story.

#ancient past ✧ The ancient past.

#after story ✧ After the main story.

#future ✧ Many years later.

#distant future ✧ The distant future.

[agoddammharpoon]

I am once again asking the audio fiction gods for recommendations as I need to fill the Midnight Burger size hole that has appeared in my life.

All time faves are Wolf 359 (and all things Gabriel Urbina), Midnight Burger, Ars Paradoxica, Greater Boston, Victoriocity, The Pasithea Powder, Unwell, Tides, Camlann

I'm currently slowly catching up with Amelia Project but I need a new obsession

Whilst I like horror, I've struggled to get into the top faves at the moment so I think I'm looking more for sci-fi or weird speculative fiction.

[calamarispiderart]

been watching doctor who (2005) for the first time. umm. ?????? ??????????

[saline-coelacanth]

I've had Ocs on the brain so I decided to make a Ninjago Oc Ask Game! This is my first time making an ask game, I tried my best with the questions

🐉 Are they an Elemental Master? What element do they have? If they’re not an EM, do they have any other non-elemental powers?

🗡 How good are they in a fight? Do they have a preferred weapon?

🖤 What’s their opinion on the ninja?

💖 Do they have a crush or significant other?

🌈 What’s their sexuality?

🎨 Do they have a favorite color? What is it?

🖊 What season would they be introduced into the story? If not directly introduced in a season, when in the timeline are they introduced?

🐍 If they were a Serpentine, what type would they be? If they’re already a Serpentine, what other species would they be if they weren’t Serpentine?

🏔 If they could travel to any realm, which realm would they go to?

⚡ What have they been up to after the merge?

❗ Could they beat any of the ninja in a fight?

🧠 How did you first come up with this character? Any interesting details about creating them?

💀 How much trauma do they have?

🌪 Do they know spinjitzu?

🐱 If they were to have an animal symbol, what animal would represent them?

🎮 If they were in Prime Empire, what would their avatar look like?

👪 Do they have any family members? What’s their relationship with their family?

⏳ How long have you had this oc?

💪 What is their greatest strength? What’s the biggest thing holding them back?

☝️ If they could only exist in one season of the show, which season would they be in?

Feel free to reblog this so your followers can send you asks about your Ninjago Ocs!

[tea-cat-arts]

My fe3h and pokemon brainworms came back with a vengeance so I come baring more of this AU (trainer cards coming eventually)

[luna-loveboop]

Yeah sky and time's relationship is a whole mess over the master sword

but can we talk about sky and wild's view of the sword

Because it's just a lot of contradictions

Sky loves the sword. Sky loves Fi. Sky openly admits she can hurt them. Sky knows she has best interests at heart. Sky is dying for someone to care about the sword. Sky is pissed that wild broke the sword. Sky still handed her back to him.

Wild loves the sword. The sword tried to kill Wild and he's a little bitter about that. Wild worked to earn the sword. Wild doesn't feel worthy of the sword. Wild breaks the sword. The sword always comes back.

.

Wild is the only one who openly invites Sky to talk about the sword- how he forged it, and the voice inside. There is a lot of negativity around Wild and the sword. And the sword is a major bonding point with Sky. He's dying for someone to care about her too, but at the end of the day Wild is the one who actually talks to him about her.

[dark-dragon-8]

Master list/Master post for different fandoms (because my pinned post has actually reached the link limit per post):

Batman/DCU:

Why Gothamites should make weapons, survival and violence fun

My favorite type of Dark! Batfamily

It's okay, Dick. He made sure; he's an expert

Jason and Dick being the bloody guard dogs that they are (video/gif)

Ra's sending Talia servants from the league after she and Bruce get married

Imagine bullying Damian Wayne

Why I love Dick Grayson (fic edition)

The Justice League thinks Nightwing is a homewrecker (he just wants a hug from his dad)

Dick & Duke bonding over Discowing (plus fic)

Tim believes Dick Grayson can do no wrong, the others don't know what to say

The Wayne kids are terrifying

How everyone sees Dick vs how he actually is

How the Batfamily found out about Dick hallucinating Jason

You need to hold his leg (a successful surgery with unexpectedly horrible consequences)

Richard, the child has requested the uppies

Nobody is good enough for Brucie, not even uncle Clark, Dick is going to make sure he knows it

Give the man some grandchildren, Dick!! He's desperate and he needs his firstborn to have some kids

Bruce calling his kids by pet names and making them feel special like they deserve

Jealous Dickey/JayDick's secret

King of Gotham, refusing to let go of his position as prince

Damian doing Tim's makeup (and Tim being nostalgic about his mother on the side, as a treat) [Bonus Cassandra and Stephanie]

Alfred's magical, murder preventing cookies saga

Bruce needs to make sure that Stephanie marries into the family

Why Dick constantly needs hugs and is always randomly looking at the floor (hallucinations, baby)

Latino Jason and Tim arguing about stupid things, because of course they are

Luthorfam: (1) (2) (3) (4)

Batfam pets: (1)

Fic recs (± fic art): (1) (2) (3)

Can someone please recommend me a fic...

Fanart: (✨) (💫) (⚡) (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7)

Someone made fanart inspired by one of my posts

Batbabies: (1)

Headcanons: (1)

Batfam activity headcanons: (1) (2)

Batfam Twitter AU: (✨) (1) (2)

Character studies: (1)

[radiance1]

Master List

King of the Blob Ghosts - Mostly flavor text where Danny is the only king of the Blob ghosts. Au not tied in with Ghost King or Ghost Prince hc unless specified.

Goo Dragon - An au where Danny is a goo dragon made entirely of ectoplasm!

Blind King - Danny is blinded by the portal incident, gets adopted by blob ghosts, and then falls into DC and ices over an entire section of a city.

Infinity Prince and the Dark Escapee - Where Danny gets prince training and then has to hunt down Dark Danny because he escaped.(Small thanks to @starlightcat04 and @lauwftzee3542 for ze name)

Cat Familia - Where Danny gets turned into a cat by pissing off a wizard, and accidentally adopts various cats in Gotham!

Tempest - Danny owns a ship called Tempest that he created that he uses to sail through time. Then he accidentally jumps timestreams.

Moth - Where Danny is de-aged and is a moth boy.

Moth - But with Killer Moth.

Eastern Dragon - Danny is the ghost prince and can turn into an eastern dragon.

Cuddly Apocalypse - Teddy Bear Danny au meets one Dark Danny.

Interdimensional Mini Occult Detective - De-aged Tucker gets thrown to another dimension after getting caught lacking by the magical government branch he was looking into.

Herald of Seasons - Danny obtains the ability to guide the seasons when he was split off from .Phantom while still having Vortex's powers

Vortex's lil guy - Soulless Danny gets taken by Vortex and is his little guy.

??? - Phantom causes a ruckus in DC after getting into it and him and Danny fight or something.

Sold to the devil? Nah, sold to the bear - Constantine sells his soul to the Ghost Prince, and is then turned into a baby sitter by the Ghost King.

Demon and Wraith - Demon twins au where both of them are dancers.

Sun and Moon - Based on an older au where Danny and Vlad were deities.

Successor in training - Ghost King Danny except he isn't and Pariah is his mentor.

Just Monika - DDLC is installed on Tucker's PDA somehow and he dates Monika.

Subject M-0001 - Monika hacks into Mount Justice.

Subject Omega - Danny's most perfect clone protects the ruins of Amity Park.

Medic - Danny be a doctor in Gotham.

??? - Pariah Dark just disappears and it's left to Danny and Vlad to find him.

Eastern Dragon and Phoenix au - Mostly a cosmetic au, where Danny is an Eastern Dragon and Vlad is a Pheonix.

Ghost King/Ghost Prince and Duke of the Ghost Zone - Mostly just flavor text really, Danny is usually more Ghost Prince than King and Vlad is the Duke.

Phoenix King Vlad - Exactly as it says, Vlad is either one of or the king of phoenixes

Kawmi? - Where Vlad and Danny get transformed into magical jewelry that allows others to use their powers.

Fountain Dragon - Danny drops in the Wayne Manor Fountain.

Will of the Wisp - Where Danny gets turned into a tiny whisp because of one of his parents inventions.

??? - Jack gets thrown to the DC dimension alongside Danny and made a coffin for Danny to sleep in during ze day.

??? - The Ghost King gets summoned to DC and wages war, but the Ghost Prince stops said war and gets a date out of it.

Teddy Bear Danny - Another cosmetic au where Danny get turned into a stuffed teddy bear in his accident, he was holding onto one before it happened. He's also in ranges of 5-10 here.

Ghost King at birth, Farmer at heart - Mostly cosmetic au where Pariah Dark, if he weren't the ghost king, would be a farmer and he has an intense love for horses.

Farmer with quite the ghostly (and kingly) secret - Pariah Dark disguises himself as a human and moves into Smallville, has a hard time interacting with humans and humaning as a whole.

Life hanging by tape and sheer will - Where Tucker gets yeeted to the DC dimension.

Dream pals? Dream pals! - Younger Danny and pre-Batman Bruce meet each other through a dream, unfortunately when Danny experienced his accident that connection was shut down.

Bakery and a masquerading demon? - Vlad owns a bakery, Constantine is a regular who holds suspicions that Vlad may or may not be a demon.

Gift in the arms of tragedy - Danny becomes Vlad's ward after the Nasty Burger explosion, only to then become adopted when he was turned into an eight-year-old not even a week later.

??? - Danny and Vlad get turned into kids by Clockwork and placed in the DC dimension because Clockwork thought it was funny. Danny decides to use Vlad to not get adopted.

The key(s) to Doomsday - Danny gets de-aged by Clockwork when going to visit Pariah in the human world, gets summoned, and meets Raven.

Alicorn parole - Pariah gets released from his eternal rest with the sole condition that he's to be watched over by Clockwork. The Ancient of War then decides to combine two mythical beasts and shaped himself into an alicorn, Clockwork followed and then they met Billy Batson.

Ferret Danny - Danny is a ferret. That's it.

Witch - Sam is a witch.

Dead eyed Doctor - Danny, the son of Talia Al Ghul and Jack Fenton, trained under Vlad Masters and became a doctor.

Shadow Twin? Shadow Twin. - Danny dies and reincarnates as the son of Talia Al Ghul, the younger brother and twin of Damian Wayne and son of Batman. Only to then be killed immediately after because he was born with a birth defect, thus becoming a shadow creature that follows Damian around.

Match and Danny - Danny reincarnates into the body of a clone of Superman and Wonder Woman, steals Match and then becomes Metropolis cryptids. Also check out this fic it's great!!!!!

[cherry-flavoured-thot]

“Smile for the camera.”  With sub fem reader and mammon

✩ Prompt list link, feel free to send in more ✩

☽ ◦ ◦ ◦ ✩ ❤ ✩ ◦ ◦ ◦ ☾

"Asmo said to me the other day I'd be really hot in a porno." Mammon didn't have an answer when you'd said that to him. His only response was a group of noises that if you tried really hard you were sure you could have formed a sentence. But given how he sped off in the other direction pretty quickly after you didn't even bother trying.

If you thought he was going to take the concept so seriously, maybe you would have bothered to try and figure out what he was trying to say. He'd been coy when broaching the topic again, "I think I know what Asmo meant... wanna film somethin'? Just for us." You'd thought it was cute how he couldn't really look in your eyes too long when bringing the idea to you, but you'd agreed.

He had no problems looking in your eyes now, legs over his shoulders, his hands on either side of your head, cock hammering into your pussy. The camera was set up on a tripod at the end of the bed, and had a good view of the action, also of your face as he kept up an unrelentless pace.

"That's it treasure, you can take it." You were rather dazed at this point, his name fell from your lips naturally at this point. He'd so kindly decided before even getting his dick out to eat you out until you were dripping all of his face. You were wet, sensitive and already well on your way to cum all over again from how his cock was hitting all the right place. "Don't forget to smile for the camera, just for us. Just for me."

You did as he said and weakly smiled for the camera, only for that expression to change as one of his hands moves to be able to thumb your clit. You're not sure who moaned louder, you or him when your walls clamped around his cock at the action. Ever still he continued until you were cumming on him and he was cumming in you.

☽ ◦ ◦ ◦ ✩ ❤ ✩ ◦ ◦ ◦ ☾

[lemonspades]

<Page 007 - Page 009>

Start reading Here

Masterlist

Well Excuse you Link, just because you literally know everyone's name in Hyrule doesn't mean ya gotta profile Geomon like that haha.

I found it funny how, a good way of telling if a Yiga is a Yiga their name on the speech bubble will pop up as a generic description of the person, kinda implying that Link knows everyone by name? XD

Don't worry about it Goemon, it's Tardis logic, shhh, shhh, it's okay, Lupin totally didn't brainwash you to know ASL. He trained you to -

And on that topic, Hi I'm trying to learn ASL, let me know if there's anything I can improve on my depiction of it/better words to use. No I'm not spontaneously doing this comic to try and teach myself the language, why do you ask? XD

Anyway, Thanks for reading!

[jaggedamethyst]

master list 🕊️💜

hi! i am a new writer; you can find more info here. here is my master list so far. this will be updated as i go. - amethyst 💟

18+ blog!!! | requests open

master lists

marvel 🫧

arcane 🦋

the last of us 🌿

blog details

i currently write both gender-neutral and f!reader and each post will be clearly labeled. if it simply says reader (ex. fwb!reader) it is neutral. i try my best to make things inclusive...so if anything isn't right just let me know and i will make the edits!

i accept requests! however, please use discretion for things that are really dark. while i may depict mental health (and include warnings for that) i have a preference to not detail sa, non-con, etc.

this blog is 18+ so while it may be hard to enforce this rule, i am requesting no minors and absolutely will never write anything about minor characters that includes smut.

i will not age up characters. any characters i write for will canonically be an adult. (ex. ekko in arcane who canonically is 20 by the end of the series, and the one-shot i wrote takes place after the finale)

this list is not exhaustive, and i reserve the right to delete/ignore any requests/comments that go too far for my liking.

tag lists 🏷️

the master post to all of my current tag lists is linked above, i will update as i make them and they may include series as well as characters. commenting on these posts is the only way to be added to the list.

i often make a tag list post or master list that hosts the tags for a certain work. check the links on a post before spamming! if i haven't made one yet, just let me know and i will start one!

character tag lists will be for every post about that character. if you do not want to be tagged at any time...even if its every week or months later, do not comment

unless i say otherwise, i do not take requests for tags in reblogs, comments on an installment, or through private message.

you can delete your name if you'd like to be removed from the tag list, but i may not realize its gone. keep this in mind if you ever sign up to be tagged.

[kaijugolisopod]

yeah making money is cool but have you ever just sat and thought about fondling the ample bosom of a man burdened by a mysterious and traumatic past

[myokk]

before it felt like a sin, ch. 1

pairing: Sebastian Sallow x f!MC

word count: 3000

summary: Eloise never wanted to be different.

And yet, her differences are what have defined her life up until this point: growing up as a squib in one of the most prominent wizarding families, being exiled to muggle society, and then attending Hogwarts at the age of sixteen.

She finds herself thrust into the life she should have been prepared for from birth but was denied. As she navigates this new life and her new precarious position in her family, she must come to terms with the fact that maybe what she dreamed of her whole life isn't turning out how she ever expected it would.

a/n: Hi everyone!! I decided to post this here too...I'm slowly going through everything I've written so far, and I want to post each chapter here as I edit them. I'm hoping that this can be a way to a) get back in to writing more, and b) get better at my art as I make full illustrations for each chapter. Let me know what you think!! :)

There is nothing quite as horrible as being a muggle, Eloise thought savagely as she ripped out yet another stitch in the landscape she was embroidering. At least, it was supposed to be a landscape. Maybe with her head tilted to the left and with her eyes almost closed so everything blurred together, it might resemble one. She did just that, trying her hardest to make out some recognizable shape and blast the stupid practice of manually pushing colored thread through a fabric in some sort of -

“And what is this, Miss Babbit?”

Eloise jumped at the sound and looked up at the scowling face of her teacher, and then quickly back down at the tangled thread in her lap. Behind her, she could hear the hushed giggles of the other girls in her class.

“Oh! Er…it’s -”

“How long have you been here?” the woman interrupted.

“One hour…I just -”

“Don’t be smart with me. I mean, at this institute.”

“Five years.” Eloise glared down at her embroidery as if it had personally offended her. It wasn’t like she was actively trying to be bad at everything, but she had the distinct disadvantage - how had it ever come to be that she would be at a disadvantage to muggles? - of not having spent a lifetime being prepared for muggle society and all that it entailed. The last five years had been a monotonous, endless cycle of lessons designed to turn her into the perfect lady: French (a waste of time as Eloise was already fluent), embroidery (a waste of time as the things she embroidered weren’t actually useful), dancing (a waste of time as she was already engaged to be married - why would she bother trying to woo another silly man?), and her most dreaded class of all: etiquette. No matter how many years had been spent trying to assimilate into muggle culture, her thoughts still got muddled when she tried to remember the steps to a dance, or how to properly address the son of a duke.

Did it really matter, anyways, what the other girls thought? She had pretended her whole life to be the daughter she thought her parents had wanted - now she was simply pretending that she hadn’t been thrown into the muggle world without a second thought. What was a bit more pretending - that she didn’t care? That she hadn’t been tossed aside without a second thought?

“Exactly. Five years. And yet, you have shown no progress whatsoever. This -” a finger jabbed accusingly at the embroidery - “is absolutely horrendous. If your parents hadn’t continued to make such a sizeable donation every year, I would have deemed you a lost cause and sent you packing when you first arrived. How your family ever managed your betrothal to the son of an earl is beyond me.”

Eloise grimaced at the mention of her fiance as her teacher clapped her hands together to get the attention of the class - a wholly unnecessary action due to the fact that it was already being given. “Class is dismissed. Please collect your belongings and put them in the correct place. Remember, as future wives and mothers, you must be organized in all aspects of your life. Many of you will be managing important households and the slightest misstep -“ a slight glance to Eloise out of the corner of her eye - “can cause the biggest of scandals.”

Eloise raced to gather her things and leave the classroom before everyone else. No matter how many years had been spent at the school, she couldn’t help but hate sitting through the classes amongst the judgmental stares and snide remarks. Although things had started out shaky at the finishing school - to be expected, really, when you’ve grown up in wizarding society and then are then forced to live as a muggle - it still stung that after all these years, she still hadn’t found a friendly face. She was treated as if she were a pariah: it was as if the other girls just knew that something was different about her. But…wasn’t that the great irony of it all? She wasn’t different than them. She was a filthy squib.

When she first arrived at the school, she was an anomaly. A twelve-year-old girl who didn’t know how to play the piano or who the queen was. It was clear to everyone that Eloise wasn’t the charity case of the school - her parents were obviously quite wealthy - and yet they seemingly wanted nothing to do with her. Whereas the others got regular letters and visits from their family, it was as if Eloise were an orphan. Nothing new to her of course, but to her peers this otherness aided them in her ostracization.

Upon entering her room, she was abruptly pulled out of her thoughts. Something wasn’t right. Everything seemed the same: a twin bed perfectly made opposite a small wardrobe, a plain wooden desk placed between them. The weak afternoon sunlight shone through the window, illuminating her desk. But…there.

That…

Placed on her bed, resting on the pillow, was a letter.

She never received letters.

Eloise shoved her embroidery under her bed and hungrily grabbed at it, pausing when she saw the address. Miss E. Babbit. The Third Bedroom on the Left… It seemed vaguely familiar to her in a way she couldn’t quite put her finger on.

As she read the letter, though, it became apparent to her exactly why this was. Although not exactly the same as the one her brother had received six years earlier, it quickly became apparent that this was a Hogwarts letter. For her. For Miss E. Babbit.

Hands shaking, she set the letter down on her desk and sat on the edge of her bed. She smoothed her hands over her skirt over and over, taking comfort in the familiar softness as she tried to even her breathing.

How was this possible? She had all but accepted the fact that she was a squib. The shame of her family, a dirty secret to be hidden away and never talked about or mentioned again. Her parents had suspected as much by the time she had turned seven without any signs of magic whatsoever manifesting around her - not even a basic transformation of brussel sprouts to sweets during dinner. It was ultimately confirmed, however, when her own Hogwarts acceptance letter never arrived. She had spent the whole year before her banishment daydreaming about her life at Hogwarts, still optimistic that there could be something magical inside of her. Her brother, Leo, came home every holiday with wonderful stories of his new friends and teachers, and the subjects he was learning at school. Even back then, at twelve years old, Eloise hadn’t been sure if he was actually hopeful she wasn’t a squib, or if he had been trying to prolong the fantasy for her before it all came crashing down.

Although she had had five years to come to terms with her new life, there was still a small part of her that hoped. A small “what if…”. She had tried time and time again to squash that tiny ray of optimism that would escape every so often, tried so very hard to cultivate a hard exterior that wouldn’t let any sort of vulnerability shine through. And that optimism was a vulnerability, after all. It was that vulnerability that had made it absolutely impossible for her to fit in the muggle world, and made it so that she didn’t really want to try.

Five years to come to terms with the fact that she needed a new purpose for her life and…

…not anymore?

Eloise grabbed the letter and greedily read through it again, drinking in all of the words. She paused at the end, thinking. Was this a forgery? Some sort of awful joke orchestrated by her brother? Leo had never been cruel to her in the past; in fact, he was the one who always encouraged her and was the most probable source of the small optimism that remained within her. However, she had no way of knowing how he had changed since she had last seen him. It had been, after all, five very long years. And not once had she heard from him, even though he had promised her through huge sobbing gulps that he would never abandon her. Maybe their parents had slowly poisoned him against her. It would be right on the nose for them, after all.

Looking at the envelope again, however…Third Bedroom on the Left…no. It was too specific. Nobody in her previous life had any reason to even want to contact her again, and nobody in her current life even knew what Hogwarts was, let alone have the ability to convincingly forge a letter just to have some fun at her expense.

A light, bubbly feeling began to spread throughout her body as it sunk in that this was real. She was going to Hogwarts. Soon, a - squinting at the letter again - a Professor Fig would be contacting her and giving her things to study. A huge grin slowly spread across her face and she hugged the letter to her chest as she fell back on her bed. She read through it again. Was it the fifth time already? It felt as though no amount of times rereading the letter would ever be enough.

Eloise got up and walked over to look at the calendar on her desk. She was surprised to see that September 1st was in only two days. The days at the finishing school moved in such a strange, sluggish way. They all felt the same. Monotonous. French and Latin and embroidery and household management and Merlin even knows what else all blending into each other in an endless parade of dusty classrooms and gossip and boredom.

The light feeling left her in an instant as, after years of practice, the optimism was squashed back down. But how will you even get to London? And, her brain added sneakily, you haven’t even shown any signs of magic. Maybe you’ll just be returned back here after they realize their mistake.

No, she thought fiercely, gripping the letter. Until -

A tapping came from the window. A tentative smile returned at the sight of a tawny brown owl with another envelope in its beak. She ripped it open as soon as it was in her hands (again addressed to Miss E. Babbit) and along with the letter a small, purple pouch fell out of the envelope and onto her bed.

Miss Eloise Babbit,

I am pleased to be the wizard charged with such an important task as escorting you to Hogwarts in two days’ time. It is something extraordinary to be accepted in your fifth-year, and as such, I expect extraordinary things from you. I have enclosed a small pouch along with this envelope, and in it are some items that will be vital to you in the upcoming days. I have included books for you to study at your leisure, and a small gobstone that will bring you to our rendezvous point in London. All you have to do is touch it at noon on the 1st and you will be transported instantly.

Your family has not been informed of your acceptance. I am sure you understand why - at this, Eloise scoffed quietly to herself - which is why I will personally be your escort.

I am looking forward to meeting you and bringing you to the sorting ceremony in two days’ time.

Yours,

Eleazar Fig

The handwriting was tiny and spidery and cramped, but it didn’t stop Eloise from reading it with the same vigor as the previous letter and as many times. Finally, she turned to the small pouch that had fallen onto her bed when she opened the second envelope. It must have had an invisible extension charm, because it was filled to the brim with books on basic spellwork and general wizarding history. Professor Fig had no way of knowing, but Eloise had already read many of these books and many more during the year her brother had started Hogwarts, as she had needed to know absolutely everything about what would be awaiting her. A few years may have passed since she had stepped foot in her family’s library, but she couldn’t get the books or their contents out of her brain even if she had wanted to. She had really wanted to forget everything she knew about the magical world when it was confirmed she was a squib but it was a futile effort. As she zoned out during her piano lessons, she would find herself mentally going through the movements to cast different charms.

It was painful to be thinking about things from the life that had been ripped away from her, to know that what she was thinking about would never come to pass, that she would never be able to wield magic - and yet she couldn’t find herself able to stop.

As Eloise picked out one of the books and settled into her armchair, a steely resolve overcame her.

She would prove that she deserved to be there, and was just as capable as any of they were. She would make her parents regret ever discarding her like she was nothing.

She was worthy. She was capable. And she would prove it.

The morning of September 1st dawned cold and rainy. Absolutely perfect.

Eloise had pretended to be sick the night before, and no one had suspected a thing when she stayed in bed long after all of the other girls had gotten ready and headed to breakfast. As the last of the chattering faded away down the hallway, Eloise finally got out of bed and prepared herself for the day. It was difficult to sit still long enough to braid her hair. Her fingers wouldn’t stop trembling and she had to restart countless times. Finally, she tied the black ribbon at the end into a neat bow and turned to the drawer of her desk to retrieve the small purple pouch she had hidden away.

Everything she deemed important enough to come along with her had already been placed inside: the books from Professor Fig, the hair ribbons gifted to her by her brother many years ago, and some clothing. Nothing else was coming with. She needed the fresh start. Besides, anything else she might need would be supplied, as her acceptance letter had specifically stated that any school supplies would be provided to her.

Waiting the hours before noon came along proved to be more difficult than Eloise had imagined. Time seemed to be moving slower than the molasses that had come with the breakfast sent up to her, the steady patter of the rain becoming a sort of metronome keeping time as she paced back and forth. Wasn’t there anything that could distract her, even for a bit? She glanced at the clock. Only five minutes had passed since the last time. 10.35.

The second hand ticking away in tandem with the sound of rain splashing against her window.

What if this was all a trick? What if she arrived at Hogwarts, and they turned her away because they realized they had made a mistake? After all, why would they admit a sixteen-year-old? Surely she was too old; every other student had started Hogwarts at the age of twelve and had shown signs of magic much earlier than that. She still hadn’t shown any signs of magical capability whatsoever, and didn’t feel any different than she had before receiving the letter. It had to be a fluke.

As her thoughts started veering into the melancholy she was prone to, she shook her head. No. Today was a happy, exciting day. She wasn’t going to squash the optimism down today, not when she needed it most. All of these thoughts she was having were simply that: thoughts. Not reality. Hogwarts never made a mistake, and in all of the history books she had read, she couldn’t recall an instance of someone being turned away at the door. Granted, she had also never heard of someone being admitted so late. But, better to focus on what she did know, which was that she had gotten the letter. It must be right in its assumption that she had magic.

Trying to pass the time was easier said than done. She ended up quizzing herself on all of the charms she had memorized in the books sent by Professor Fig, moving an imaginary wand in the precise movements needed to successfully cast and focusing on her pronunciation. She had studied all of these forms late into both nights she had had the books, and when she would eventually close her eyes to sleep, the wand movements were all she saw.

Eloise was determined that she would receive pity from nobody. Nobody was going to look at her like she was lacking. She had gotten enough of that to last a lifetime, and now that she was given this opportunity she wasn’t about to waste it.

When noon finally struck, Eloise was ready and waiting. She eagerly grabbed the gobstone that was sitting on her desk and felt the familiar tugging sensation in her navel as she was whisked away to London and the beginning of her new life.

next chapter

[sunlightedcockroach]

I think it’s time to make some sort of master post with tags and all that

I’m trying to stick to fanart of things I like (horror,games,etc.), while occasionally posting some less connected to anything at all art.

Later I will probably also start posting here art and things from my more personal projects.

So here are things I like (i don’t necessarily remember them well or deeply understand them,mind you):

Minecraft

Horror in general

Creatures in general

Fear and hunger series

Art of Zdzisław Beksiński

Lovecraftian horror

JJBA

SCP

Dorohedoro

Here are links to my other accounts on other sites

Tags:

Things I save as references and inspiration:

#creature inspiration

#useful

#prop inspiration

#weapon inspiration

#location inspiration

Tag for my art is literally #my art

Analogically,not my art is #not my art

That’s it for right now, I will redact and update this post from now on when needed

It’s kinda messy and lacks decoration but it’s enough for start

I kinda didn’t understand well how to post png images here,so I hope whoever sees this has dark theme so it blends in

[sweetfcwn]

would anybody be interested if i created a george au (similar to miss gc by the incredible miss @whoetoshaw) where i create a “y/n” character and write about her and george’s relationship? i’ve got lots of ideas but don’t want to write if nobody wants it ✨✨