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[neon-candies]

My depictions on how they show affection :>

I hope everyone has had a good holiday. Happy new year ♥

[mimimar]

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the moment I heard elphaba's delivery of "there's a girl i know..." in i'm not that girl i knew i had to draw this comic, i strongly recommend listening to it while you read for the full experience!

this comic is a companion to this piece (which was inspired by glinda's delivery of the same line in the i'm not that girl reprise).

pages 1-4 are from elphie's pov, pages 5-8 are from glinda's.

digital pdf zine in higher quality available here.

prints of individual pages: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8

flower meanings in order of appearance:

[apollos-boyfriend]

the fact that we only have “herculean task” and “sisyphean task” feels so limiting. so here’s a few more tasks for your repertoire

icarian task: when you have a task you know you’re going to fail at anyways, so why not have some fun with it before it all comes crashing down

cassandrean task: when you have to deal with people you KNOW won’t listen to you, despite having accurate information, and having to watch them fumble about when you told them the solution from the start (most often witnessed in customer service)

feel free to chime in i ran out of ideas much faster than i anticipated

[sherbertilluminated]

Promethean task: opposite of a Cassandraean task. You have the right information, and SOMEONE has to share it. But it's all in the delivery and if you're the person to identify the problem you WILL be hated forever.

[thearrogantemu]

Oedipal Task: (1) Attempting to avoid an unspeakably awful outcome and in doing so creating the circumstances that will bring it about. (2) Trying to solve an problem and discovering that you are in fact the problem you are trying to solve.

[theoppositeofprofound]

Odyssean task: you’ll complete it but it’ll take 20 times longer than it should and involve multiple side quests and mini-adventures

[illaish]

my sweet boy angel

[pbeltarts]

so i'm a weak bitch for cute domestic family stuff and winter au is right there. doodles i did over the last few weeks to relax/destress ft au kids

[yt-glrs]

[why-i-love-comics]

Absolute Wonder Woman #10 - "As My Mothers Made Me III" (2025)

written by Kelly Thompson art by Hayden Sherman & Jordie Bellaire

[seven-rats-in-trenchcoat]

Here is Civilian Marinette and Adrien! They bond over being stuck with Gabe controlling them, and Adrien is trying to find a way to cure Marinette using the Guardian's grimoire.

[betty-draper]

MEGAN FOX’S LOOKS IN JENNIFER’S BODY (2009)

[fixation-ally]

Megan Fox as Jennifer Check in Jennifer’s Body (2000s)

[littlegirlinvisible]

THE GIRLFRIEND (2025) — Costumes Appreciation Olivia Cooke as Cherry Laine (Costume design by Joanna Johnston)

[sidereusastrum]

Metrosexual club (kyle is a hostage)

[mirrorshards]

some early teens with boy crushes 🥺

[mirrorshards]

some early teens with boy crushes 🥺

[jackiep1astri]

DIMENSION TRAVEL STORY IDEA: Summary: Harriet "Harry" James Potter has travelled to an alternate dimension during a spell gone wrong (Kreacher's actually responsible cuz he cares about Harry since she's the Lady of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black) Harriet knows it's an alternate dimension cuz she finds a newspaper stand and lo and behold, who's on the front cover? Tom. Fucking. Riddle. But not the ugly Voldemort Tom Riddle she killed. No this is young Tom Riddle who grew up FINE AS HELL.

And he's on the front page cuz he's The Minister of Magic and guess what he's talking about.

Dumbledore.

He's talking about Dumbledore.

And not manipulative gramps Dumbledore whose beard is longer than my hair.

No.

We're talking about this one

You know why he's talking about this Dumbledore?

Because Albus. Percival. Fucking. Dumbledore decided to become the epitome of "Be Gay, Do Crime," with Gellert Grindelwald, his husband.

DUMBLEDORE IS A DARK LORD WITH HIS HUBBY

So Harriet is obviously freaking out and does the right thing.

She goes to a pub and drinks her sorrows away in Scottish Whiskey, (Thank you, Minny)

But Harry never makes reasonable decisions so when she finds a quill and paper, guess what she does.

She writes to Misinter Riddle.

But the drama doesn't end there.

Whenever Harriet does anything, whether she writes or talks about Tom Riddle, she doesn't speak in English.

She talks in Pareseltongue.

(Cuz she and tom are the only Parselmouths. I think.)

So Parseltongue.

Harriet writes in parseltongue to the Minister of Fucking Magic on his wrongdoings in her universe.

The letter literally looks like this:

ssss ssss sssssssss ss ssssss s sss ssssssss ssssss sss sss ss ssss ssssssss ssssssss ssss ssssss sssssss ss ss sssssssss and that transcribes to 

"Dear Lord Voldemort, or should I say Minister Riddle, you are an ugly noseless hairless evil snakey bastard in my dimension,"

and cuz she's spiteful, she signs it off with "You-Know-Who"

But the thing is Harriet never mentioned her name or who her parents were.

So when Minister Riddle receives this letter, he freaks out and then does everything he can to find this person.

Not to kill them.

But to woo them.

This kind, thoughtful person has travelled from another dimension just to stop him from becoming evil.

AND THEY'RE A PARSELMOUTH.'

THEY'RE OBVIOUSLY HIS SNAKE MATE. (cuz he killed all of the Gaunts and Riddles so they're not family)

You can bet ur ass he was squealing to Nagini at the thought of having another Parselmouth in the world with him.

He's obsessed.

(He's not tom riddle if he doesn't have possessive issues and his jealousy issues are just as bad.🤭🤭🤭🥰🥰🥰😩😩😩)

Like it's not a want.

It's a need.

He needs the writer of this letter to be with him forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and-

You probably get the idea.

Anyway, 1 year goes by.

Tom Riddle: I MUST FIND THIS PERSON AND MAKE THEM MINE

Harriet Potter: *forgets about even writing the letter* 

Tom is growing more obsessed as the days go by and then he meets a woman at a charity ball held for idk an organisation for potieneers? Potion Masters?

She's chatting up with Lord and Lady Dagworth-Granger cuz she's been working with them cuz they remind her of Hermione and she needed a job.

Anyway, he approaches the couple in hopes of talking to them and Harriet sees Minister Riddle approaching and quickly moves away to head to the drinks table.

And then lets out a breath of relief when she realises he wasn't heading for her.

She schmoozes for a few more minutes before calling it quits and heading out for fresh air.

The party is at the Dagworth-Granger's manor so she goes out to the gardens.

And hears a cry for help.

Her Gryffindor instincts push her to run towards the sound of danger.

But her Slytherin side made her hide behind the wall from where the cry of help had come from.

It was a witch being harassed by two wizards.

One of the wizards was holding her wand, taunting her.

While the other had begun to take off her outfit.

Before it could go any further, she brought the men's attention to her and with a flick of her wrist, Harriet had the men on their knees.

She then walked over to the one holding the witch's wand and grabbed it out of his hand, accidentally snapping his wrist in the process.

She gave the witch her wand back and accepted the shaky hug she received.

Harriet waited until the witch was out of sight before she turned to the men and smiled, watching as their faces fell into horror as they saw the fangs in her mouth.

(I'm in love with the prompt by a post on tumblr where  Basilisk!Harry is hugging Kneazle!Hermione and Dragon!Ron also wants his cuddles. I can't find the person who made it but I've lived by the idea that these would be their animagus forms if they ever performed the spell like James Potter, Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew had done to become illegal animagi for Remus Lupin)

Harriet rips into their throats, feeds on them and then turns their bodies into ash with the fiendryfire spell.

She grabbed a mirror from her purse to erase the blood from her face and clothes and began to walk away lest anyone come looking for the wizards.

But, Harriet suddenly slammed into what felt like a wall.

A very warm wall.

Regaining her bearings, Harriet looked up to notice that the "wall" was MINISTER RIDDLE.

AND HE WAS HOLDING HER ARMS.

"Minister Riddle, what are you doing here?" She said pasting a smile on her face.

Shift of POV:

Minister Riddle internally sighed at being stuck in another ball instead of being at home, analysing the letter once again.

He was certain it was a woman who sent it as there was a red lipstick kiss on the paper after it was signed sss-ssss-sss (You-Know-Who)

His thoughts are cut off when Lady Dagworth-Granger asks her husband where Harriet is.

Who is Harriet? he muses but when Lord Dagworth-Granger offers to look in the gardens, Tom leaps at the chance to run away from the party.

He goes into the gardens aimlessly walking around for a few minutes, lost in his thoughts of his mysterious parselmouth when a witch comes out of nowhere and collides with him.

He uprighted her by placing his hands on her arms and looked on curiously as she seemed to freeze in place when she looked up to see that it was he she bumped into.

Tom Riddle is the one to freeze when she speaks.

"Minister Riddle, what are you doing here?" She says an innocent smile on her face as if she had no idea his whole world had just flipped on its axis.

Parseltongue.

She's speaking in parseltongue.

She's his parselmouth.

The one from another dimension.

But he had to clarify so he replies honestly for the first time in his life, in parseltongue, "I've been looking for you," 

"Searching for me? Whatever for?"

A boyish smile widens on his face before he forces it into a polite smile.

"The Lord and Lady Dagworth-Granger have been searching for you, Miss Harriet I believe you are?" He reverts to English to test if she notices the change but she doesn't.

She just replies in English, "Ah, I see. I disappeared for too long with my break from the stuffiness of the ball and yes, I am Harriet."

Harriet, he muses in his mind, no last name to give for me.

She extends her gloved hand for him to shake but Tom riddle reaches for both of her hands and turns them over to kiss them gently and forces himself not to give into the urge of nuzzling into her hands (well not yet at least) and without letting them go, he straightens to his full height to tower over her (giving him a thrill at knowing she was shorter, meaning he could easily pick her up and carry her, be it over his shoulders or bridal style) and replies, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Harriet. No last name?"

(Harriet has been wearing gloves cuz of the 'I must not tell lies' scars that cover her hands.)

Harriet smiles teasingly towards him and his cold heart thaws ever so, "I couldn't decide on a last name and I've decided I like the mysterious aura it gives me,"

Or maybe she couldn't risk using her real last name because she was from a different dimension, Tom muses in his mind, Nevertheless, Harriet Riddle has a lovely ring to it.

Harriet Potter: *staring confused at Tom Riddle as he smiles down at her

Tom Riddle: *Winter would be a lovely time to get married, wouldn't it?

I'm stopping here cuz it's a summary, not a story. Yes, I'm Evil.

Tell me if you like it tho.

I was this close *makes an inch between her fingers* to making this a Soulmate AU story.

Think of the angst that Harriet would go through all her life knowing that her soulmate's words to her are:  I've been looking for you

And it's an alternate hotter version of Tom Riddle, AKA THE BAD GUY WHO MURDERED HER PARENTS 

And think of how Harriet's words had motivated Tom his entire life to do his best to work hard (and cheat death) to live long enough for his soulmate to see him one day at a place be it a library or a gala or a hallway and ask him: Minister Riddle, what are you doing here?

Huh.

Maybe I should make them soulmates.

I need a timeline. fuck.

Um.

Riddle was educated at Hogwarts from 1938 to 1945, and was sorted into Slytherin House, a nod to his ancestor Salazar Slytherin.

Making Tom 34 cuz 1927 is the year Tom was born in if he went to Hogwarts in 1938 which would make him 11 in 1938 and 38-11 is 27 so 1927 is when he was born.

61-27=34 so Harriet is in 1961 but cuz of the time skip tom is 35 years old in 1962

Harriet was born in 1980 

The Second War technically began on 24 June, 1995, though was not officially announced by the Ministry until nearly a year later on 17 June, 1996, and ended on 2 May, 1998, at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, after the death of the Dark Lord.

Which made Harriet 18 in 1998, 24 in 2004, 24 in 1961 and 25 in 1962

 but she deserves peace so the year Kreacher sent her back was 2004 which would make her 24 cuz he's horrified that she hasn't attempted to romance anyone since Cedric Diggory.

Tbh, if he was my bf I would never love again.

But then hubby "I would burn the world down for you and rebuild a new one from its ashes" tom riddle is here and I'm like Cedric who?

But none of them compare to (long list of titles, I'll research later.) Harriet James Potter.

[metalljellyphish]

I should try and draw something for my birthday but I won’t have the time until tomorrow, so for now here’s some Kenny sketches where I was getting some reference for his tattoos when I remember to add them

The skull torso piece and princess tramp stamp live in my head rent free, and I still have a comic planned for the lore on the wrist ones ♥️ He probably has more smaller random ones, I’ll have to figure that out sometime

[isabelladjanis]

SLEEPY HOLLOW Tim Burton, 1999

[puddingdemonlair]

For Valyrian culture, what are your headcanons when it comes to their rituals/magic, dragon lords houses, and how they were before coming to Westeros ?

Prior to the doom, the dragonlord houses were in constant competition with each other over power, always trying to grow their own strength while secretly tearing down the other families. It was a never ending cycle of greed, schemes and violence with the dragonlords. The families were incredibly mistrustful of each other as a result, and though political marriages did occur on the rare occasion between houses, the child who's house they married into was expected to conform entirely to the customs of that family. Essentially, "you become one of us, your allegiance bound to us, or you'll never be one of us".

Of course it was difficult for betrothed lords or ladies to abandon their family's customs and their house allegiances at a grown age, so these betrothals/marriages often took place while the children were very young and the child was sent off to foster with their new family. Many of these children grew up believing and treating their in-laws as if they were their born family, with their sole connection to their birth house being their blood and the political obligations of their marriage. This unconventional marriage practice was unique only to the dragonlords, however, as the lesser nobility lacked the same intensity of infighting the dragonlords had. Furthermore, political marriages between houses did, on rare occasions, take place between adults/older children, but they were know to be rife with strain, hate, suspicion and scheming.

Many dragonlords did not want to sacrifice their children in political allegiances, so they ultimately preferred incestful marriages within their own houses to maintain their dragonlord blood. Sibling marriages were the most typical and common, then cousin marriages, and then uncle-niece/aunt-nephew marriages. Opposite sex twins were almost always wed to each other, with twin marriages being viewed as sacred, while same sex twins would have their weddings held in double ceremony. Incest with ones parents or grandparents was the one boundary dragonlords never crossed. If a dragonlord house did not have enough marriage options for themselves/their children, they would choose to wed a member of one of their vassal houses over another dragonlord family.

The governing system of Valyria is identical to the governance of the Roman Empire in that freemen have the right to vote for their leaders, Archons, who manage the Freehold as a whole (in truth its more of an oligarchy as the dragonlord's power cements their authority over Valyria). As a result, the dragonlord's fight fiercely amongst each other for the chance of being elected into the senate of archons, and even when elected, they continue to fight within senate for power and dominance. The Archon Senate is majority dragonlords with a few elected average nobles, but it is always the dragonlords whom have greatest authority, and amongst the dragonlords, it is those with both vast wealth, magic, dragons, and public appeal that hold the most influence, able to greatly sway Valyria's governance to their benefit. Younger archons also struggle within the senate, as elder, more experienced archons will try to suppress their attempts at rising in power/authority. If a certain archon appears to be rising in power too rapidly, other archons that are politically opposed to them may form temporarily alliances to scheme ways to take down the new political threat. The backstabbing and treachery never ends with the dragonlords, and this makes the role of archon powerful but dangerous. Sometimes nepotism would also come into play with the senate elections, with the sons or daughters of powerful archons being elected into the senate due to their parents influence or reputation, further strengthening their house's influence on the freehold's governance.

Magic and rituals in Valyria are performed with great ceremony and seriousness. Most of said rituals were often violent, spiritual or sexual in nature, or all three at once. Dragonbonding was done with great ritual and ceremony, an act treated with much greater reverence than the simple claiming the Targaryens performed in the Dragon Pit. Ritualistic practices included blood and blood letting, sometimes their own, sometimes another's, and the usage of strange, medicines and drugs where used to induce dream-like spiritual states. Magic was in everything, was everywhere, in Valyria, the people practically breathed it. Seers and mages peered into the flames in search of symbols and signs, finding meaning in the dancing firelight, answers to their endless questions. Though, while magic was common in Valyria, dragon dreams were not. The gift of dragon dreaming was rare, and so very few Valyrian prophets existed within the Freehold, the few that were there held great influence and power in the Freehold. But because dragon dreaming was so rare, it was often difficult to prove if one was a capable dragon dreamer or not. If one claimed to be a dreamer they were often met with great scrutiny and scoffs, and were seldom taken seriously unless they could prove their skill. If said skill was proven, they were often whisked away to be trained in the art of dream interpretation by the Valyrian prophets. Though in the case of Daenys the Dreamer, she was met with mockery despite her great gift, for the dragonlords refused to accept a future where their empire had fallen. Denial was their downfall.

That's all for now. I'd keep going but this response would get to long and I'm starting to get a bit tired. T_T