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[improbablegirldraws]

Since @thusatlas​'s The Crownless: Part I - The Fuckening was an infinite source of inspiration, here’s a second panel of Chapter 17: Kairos!  I started this right before this one, but because I am a master procrastinator it took me a little bit more to finish it. Hope I did it right :)

[canttouchthis87]

I couldn't get this scene out of my head....

From Chapter 20 of The Crownless Part 1: The Fuckening by @thusatlas

“LOOK AT YOU!”

Hermione flinched at the sudden assault of sound. Malfoy’s face twisted into a cold fury, the promise of the monster rippled just beneath the surface.

She knew she should run.

She knew she should stand her ground.

“Who did it?” His words were a dangerous whisper as he stopped in front of her, so close she could feel the heat radiate from his heaving chest. His heady scent of electricity and spiced cologne wrapped around her, luring her in once more.

“You need to calm down,” Hermione said evenly as she looked up at his towering height. Her heartbeat against her ribs so loud, she was sure he could hear it.

His dark laugh stole the air from the room, pushing her further into her corner - the one he always backed her into.

“Oh we’re far too late for that now,” he purred. “But as a compromise, I’ll calm when they’re dead.”

Hermione stilled, holding his molten gaze. He raised his hand and gently pushed her escaped curls back to reveal the cut at her temple.

[amarillis39]

You are cordially invited to the wedding event of the season.

Please join us to celebrate the bonding of Ronald Billius Weasley and Daphne Lenora Greengrass at the beautiful Tuscan Zabini Villa.

Dress to impress, and bring your best suits. Canapés and cocktails for the evening events, open bar, and a Michelin feast of course.

Under no circumstance will any fighting be tolerated. There will be no name-calling, hexing, bat-bogeying, or arguments of any kind. There will certainly be no mention of loveless curses - thank you very much.

We do hope you can join us for this event.

P.S. Please keep an eye on Aunt Ophelia, she tends to fall asleep wherever she stands after a drink.

Please RSVP ASAP

At the end of 2020, at the height of international lockdown, @ptwritesmore had an idea. @amarillis39, @canttouchthis87 and @thusatlas jumped in on it and thus Bellends, Weddings and Full Frontal Cursebreaking was born (find it on ao3)!

This idea led to an epic internet friendship of four like-minded chaotic beings across thousands of miles. This evolved into many shenanigans and the creation of a home for more chaotic beings - The House of Nott discord server (which you should join!).

[sherylholmes]

I got obsessed with @thusatlas‘s “The Crownless” fic and ended up drawing Veela!Draco at 3 in the morning. Also, if you haven’t read that fic yet, what are you even doing with your life?

[secret-history-of-reganatlas]

The moodboard and casting for Narcissa Malfoy from my fic, The Crownless - Part I: The Fuckening

[olivieblake]

Hi Olivie! I’m a regular peruser of your content on the various outlets (sidebar - Atlas Six was magnificent and I have forced my friends to buy copies also). I’m here to ask how is Mr Blake after the run in with the car? Very worried there! Hope everything’s okay!

okay so lots of people are asking (thank you) but to just tell the story in its entirety now that I understand more clearly what went down: mr blake was in the bike lane very near our house upon his return from riding in the santa monica mountains—important detail for setting purposes: the bike lanes are NEON GREEN and very much not something you can fail to notice—when a woman ran him over from behind. reminder that mr blake has been a cyclist for many years and has been hit by cars many times, both here and in chicago; it’s unfortunately very common, but this was especially bad because the driver was... you’ll see. I’m enraged already but okay let’s see where were we sequentially

I think, based on his injuries, he must have gone over his handlebars; he has burns on his skin and holes in his kit from sliding across the road and he seems to remember being on his head at some point. now, bear in mind my husband very masculinely does not like to ask for help (😑) so at this point when he got over to the sidewalk he texted me that he had been in an accident but did not go into detail about what happened, so I didn’t know if this was something he was walking away from (very common, probably 5-6 times) or something I needed to attend to (that has only happened twice). he didn’t see the make or model of the car because she ran him over from behind

anyway at some point she comes over to him on foot and offers to venmo him $300 “tomorrow, just give me your number and I’ll send it.” typically this is an offer mr blake would blindly accept because he isn’t greedy and is perhaps the opposite of greedy, but in this case the known damage was well beyond that amount—every time your helmet takes an impact you have to replace it, and the helmet alone is $300. plus she damaged his mountain bike, which, sidebar, is a bike he loves; it’s not especially valuable because it’s an older model but it’s one he wanted for years and he is really fond of this one mechanism it has on the left side (he’s left-handed, most bikes don’t have left side features), which of course she destroyed. PLUS with accidents like this he usually doesn’t know if he needs medical attention for a couple of days, when the shock wears off and the actual damage settles in. so he said he would feel more comfortable if he could have her insurance information

here’s where you need to know something about my soft summer prince: he’s from a tiny rural community in iowa where people don’t lock their doors and he doesn’t understand that people are usually shitty. in his mind people are generally good. so when she said “let me just go get my insurance card” he believed her, and then he texted me that maybe he needed help getting home

so by the time I got there to find him sitting on the sidewalk with blood all over him he was totally dazed and he just looked up at me and said “I don’t think she’s coming back”

AND READER, WHEN I TELL YOU MY HEART SHATTERED. WHEN I TELL YOU I WANTED TO RAIN HELLFIRE DOWN ON WHATEVER FUCKING BITCH DARED—D A R E D—TO HARM A SINGLE HAIR ON HIS PRECIOUS HEAD AND THEN LOOK HIM IN THE EYE AND LIE TO HIM

I've been having nonstop dreams where I find her and fight her with my fists on the spot and like, believe me, I skin my knuckles through my gloves, I have every confidence I could do some damage and the psychological pain I would cause? she cannot even dream of it

but unfortunately she was clever enough to not let him see her car and I can only hope she gets hers someday. but anyway he is stiff and sore but more importantly I can see how dejected he is by having to learn once again that people are absolute garbage when given the space to be and it makes me want to punch craters into every god damn white sedan in los angeles just on the off-chance I find hers

anyway

thanks for enjoying and recommending The Atlas Six!!!! lol. no but really I’m very happy to hear it, and I suppose I’ll have to channel my rage into something Atlas-y since I’m apparently not allowed to obsessively hunt down the people who wrong my husband

[secret-history-of-reganatlas]

The moodboard and casting of Theodore Nott in The Crownless - Part I: The Fuckening

[secret-history-of-reganatlas]

The moodboard and casting for Hermione Granger in The Crownless - Part I: The Fuckening.