“Ay spit yo shit Troy”
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“Ay spit yo shit Troy”
Troy:
Behold! some LBP3 AU fanart for The Curse of Bunkum.
Chapter Update
Thy Covenant of Blood🩸
Chapter XV: Presume Not on Thy Heart When Mine is Slain; Thou Gavest Me Thine, Not to Give Back Again
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WIP Wednesday
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However, despite the sadness Jana felt whenever she thought of Beauxbatons and her wishes that she had never left her friends, there was something equally as thrilling and magical about being at Hogwarts. Whenever she had first seen the castle, leaning out over the side of a carriage drawn by threstrals, Jana had been amazed at the beauty that it held and how a feeling of warmth seemed to rush through her all at once—like she was home.
The castle itself had a large number of floors and secret passageways and moving staircases that Jana thought it was a travesty that no one had bothered to craft a map. The hallways were not just occupied by students and teachers; there were also ghosts, who liked to walk through the walls unannounced and figures in portraits that sometimes liked to abandon their frame. There was even a large dining room with four large tables for each of the Houses (Slytherins, Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws, and Gryffindors—like Jana), a thousand or more floating candles, and an enchanted ceiling that showed the sky.
Outside the walls of the castle, there was the dark and looming Forbidden Forest where it was, as the title suggests, forbidden to go into without the presence of a professor. In the middle of the castle grounds, there was a massive lake where a colony of merpeople resided beneath the water’s surface as well as a giant squid who frequently surfaced to see the students. There was also a large willow tree that had a habit of swinging its limb at annoying birds or ruffling its leaves in annoyance. Closer to the castle, there was a cluster of greenhouses—filled with plants of all natures and levels of deadliness—and a decent-sized Quidditch pitch with stands towering high above the ground.
Over the summer, Jana had been brought to the school by the Headmistress and sorted into her house before the Head of the Gryffindor House, Neville Longbottom, gave her a quick tour. While Professor Longbottom had made extra sure to hit important places around the castle, such as the Gryffindor Common Room and dorms and the outside Greenhouses, little could’ve been done to help her overcome the massive learning curve. She, like the first years, was still struggling to learn the castle and its intricate hallways—and the trickster doors.
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hello, i’m letting everyone know that i deleted the curse of betrayal, or as i like to call it tcob (my Hogwarts AU of season 1), from my ao3 page. now, i’m not saying that i’ve completely given up on the story and i promise that i have not, but i have made the decision that i posted the story too early and i should’ve waited until i was further in before posting the chapter. i promise that i will still work hard on the story behind the scenes, but i need to relieve a little pressure from my shoulders and currently, it feels like too much. i apologize for releasing the story prematurely. i hope to bring it back to you with improvements and more confidence in my work.
"Magnus narrowed his gleaming cat’s eyes. Somewhere in the distance Chairman Meow was crying. Slowly the warlock lowered his head and struck it once, none too gently, against the wall."
City of Bones, Cassandra Claire
Have I Done This Right
For several years, I’ve been in complete charge of pretty much everything in my life.