knives out, clocks dripping, baby.

magic, stories within stories and ridiculous superhero outfits. this is a sideblog for my writing

[minotauri]

i wish i could hit chatgpt physically i wish i could hit it with a hammer and hit it with a hammer and hit it with a hammer and hit it with a hammer

[devdevlin]

you actually read a children’s book about a magical boy who goes to live in a world of whimsy and decided that THIS is what it was missing??

☺️

[haruspicina]

I love when people bring out the sanctity of Harry Potter to criticize fanfiction (pairings they dislike or content they are uncomfortable with) as if the author isnt a raging biggot actively trying to harm those she deems lesser than

I can promise you darker fics and those who write it/enjoy are doing far less harm than those consuming the harry potter brand and giving jkr money that she uses to harass transpeople.

But hey, keep your whimsy babes.

[haruspicina]

Eye 👀

Do tell me what you got COOKING

Surprisingly (and maybe disappointingly) it has nothing to do with eyes being eaten lol

It's another detective story, in which officer Granger has to investigate a series of seemingly unrelated killings that all happened to be predicted by a local fortune-teller named Sybill Trelawney.

She placed both palms around her cup, already lukewarm and unappealing from the wait. Well, she wasn’t there for the taste of it anyway—she had just needed a break. A break from dead ends, a break from never-ending circles, a break from her failures. Even though going to the shop felt as much a part of her routine as any of her other daily tasks, at least it was an excuse to step away from her desk.

The liquid was as good as cold by the time she poured it down her throat, grimacing at the foul flavor.

“Miss?”

She turned her head at the call, face still contorted as she attempted to rinse the bitterness away from her tongue.

It was a man—a very tall man—made of sharp features and an inviting smile. “I was wondering if it would be okay for me to sit with you.”

Hermione raised an eyebrow, dumbfounded. She was not particularly fond of interruptions, nor was she inclined to interact with strangers without a pressing ulterior motive.

He must have sensed the dismissal coming his way, because he chuckled awkwardly and started to make his case. “All of the other booths are taken and I find the stools on the counter obnoxiously uncomfortable. It’s just until I’m done with my drink.”

Her teeth were bared and the “no!” was clawing its way out of her throat, but something in his eyes made her stop and reconsider. It was something unexplainable, perhaps a glint of familiarity, rising to the surface of bottomless dark brown pools which were paved on its edges by long thick lashes.

Hermione had never been one to care for looks, and yet she nodded, welcoming him.

[haruspicina]

PS ch 3, please.

Okay so this is actually a non Tomione one.

It's a Prince Hans x Princess Anna canon compliant frozen sequel (written before the actual frozen sequel was released but i only finished it way, way after). I feel like I was a bad influence on the Hanna fandom cause so many people were into cute redemption stories and I was like... Power Hungry Kingslayer and a fellow lonely soul, here is how he can torment her!!!!!

Anyway, through dark magic he controlls her like a puppet. The name is A Puppeter's song. I wonder why disney chose to go in a different direction...

“You have more freckles than I remembered,” he said conversationally, as if they were old friends catching up.

She knew better than to ask for what he wanted. She recalled all their exchanges now.

A throne. Control. I want my brothers to kneel before me. I want you and your precious little sister to lick the floor I walk on. I want power, my dear, dear, Anna, and I want revenge.

His cruel words echoed in her brain, yet he kept caressing her in a way that was almost- nice.

She had to stop that, whatever that was.

“I thought your brothers had forbidden you from attending royal affairs,” she said timidly, inches away from his lips.

He hummed.

A single finger tilted her chin up.

“Now don’t get all coy on my account, Princess Anna.” he smirked. “Where is that rebellious spark I have missed so very much?”

A flicker of irritation flared through her eyes. “When criminals dabble in ancient dark magic, the people around them tend to get a little wary,” she stated matter-of-factly.

[haruspicina]

“Halloween 2: Psychological Thriller bugaloo”

Need to know what this is 🙏 lmao

Hahahaha, this is the fic I wrote for last year's Halloween. Since I already had a fic titled halloween in my folder, I was just like, tis the sequel.

I ended up naming it Night Horrors. Hermione gets troubled by weird dreams and starts counseling with a shrink to try and understand them.

His lips tilted ever so slightly. “I thought as much. A mind like yours, Hermione, can actually put up quite the fight. It is rather beneficial to wipe it clean and let your guard down before delivering yourself to rest.”

“Yeah, I guess.” Though she didn’t, really. What an oddly formed phrase. “I only hope it works for good. The dreams came from nowhere anyway, so let’s hope they vanish just as swiftly.”

His hands were working relentlessly, taking down notes, the sound of his pen rushing along paper as loud as a thunderstorm. “I wouldn’t say out of nowhere. There is gory lore all around us, after all.”

“What do you mean?”

“There are popular nursery rhymes all over the world that end on ominous warnings. Fairytales are eerie by nature, of course, and children are often fascinated by them.” He took his eyes away from his journal, staring straight at her. “There are also the legends that we all collectively know about. Your Bloody Mary, your Boogeyman, your Voldemort. Plenty of fuel to birth monstrosities in here.” And he pointed to his temple, tapping it thrice with his forefinger.

“Oh, yes. I guess that makes sense.” She let out a low chuckle. “It makes me feel rather childish, though.”

“Well, kids often survive in the stories, so maybe this isn’t such a bad thing.”

[haruspicina]

WIP GAME

I was tagged by @nerysdax, mother to us all!

Rules: in a new post, post the names of all files in your WIP folder regardless how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell us about it.

Okay, so I actually keep all fanfics on the same folder so these are all my works, completed or not, bc im a mess and i like clutter

ACATG

Beef Stew

Eye

Fest

Ghosts

Golem

Halloween

Halloween 2: Psychological Thriller bugaloo

Job Frust

Nectarus Dreamus Hornyus

P

PS chap3

PtP

StS

Tantalus

And then there is another folder for my OG stuff lol

Uhhhhhh, idk who to tag, if you want to do it and havent done it yet go ahead!!

[slothliart]

You are my affliction 🪻

Prints!

[haruspicina]

need some smut to help get you through another monday?

May i offer...

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

(And also... happy monday! I hope you all have a wonderful week!)

[xanximon]

“It would be rather fine to possess such an enduring affection.”

[parched-chaos]

Losers

[tomionesmutfest2024]

Work Revealed: Soaked, Smoked, Freezing

Summary:

Tom Marvolo Riddle always gets what he wants. He observes, he plots, he strikes. And when destiny leads him to a mysterious woman surrounded by a cornucopia of treasures, he realizes that even setbacks tend to work in his favour. Yes, nothing could ever go over his head or catch him by surprise. Nothing at all.

Read here

Additional Tags: Oral Sex, Light Bondage, Minor Violence, Dark Hermione Granger, Gun Violence, Blood and Injury, Tom Riddle is a Little Shit, Tom Riddle is His Own Warning, Unreliable Narrator, Bigotry, Revenge as foreplay

[tomionesmutfest2024]

Creator Reveal: backbiter

Go check out some of their profile, here: https://archiveofourown.org/users/backbiter

Thanks to @haruspicina for participating in the Tomione Smut Fest 2024!

[haruspicina]

Thanks for putting this together :)

It was so fun to write for this and to read everyone's entries!

[haruspicina]

hey friends! I posted a lil horror!tomione for halloween!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[requiemz]

Yona of the Dawn (暁のヨナ) - Mizuho Kusanagi

[sapphling]

she might be "your girl" but in a matter of minutes i could fumble her so catastrophically as to permanently secure a space in the hallowed halls of her memory. never forget this

[haruspicina]

“A good magician never reveals their tricks, Riddle,” she mustered with a venomous tone, attempting to hide the silver of anxiety his question brought out.

"So there is nothing stopping you from sharing the truth behind yours, then,” he concluded, to her major ire.

Presto! (5k | E | One Shot)

Summary: Hermione Granger has always wanted to be known as a magnificent magician. She is halfway there, and a spot just opened up to get her all the way.

But she has competition. And his interest in her is far from being professional.

(Muggle AU with a twist)

[legalarson]

hey. im one of the people who does a specific and noticable thing right after you wake up so you realize youre in a timeloop. yeah im the guy who drops a bucket of paint off a ladder haha. yeah its a thankless job but i get paid per loop so like. dont learn your lesson too quick haha

[haruspicina]

She could not stand without a foundation to her body, but the song beckoned her, rhymes as a steering wheel, verses as pedals. She half crawled half contorted herself, leaving smears of blood behind while opening the meat of her body, yet she was finally on her way, at last ready to join the mysterious caller into blissful harmony.

Come, finger-licking Mudbloods. Hurry now, find me.

Pay the Piper: A dark fairytale Tomione told in five parts