So I was scrollingthrough tumblr and I stumbled upon a post that seemed interesting and I decided to politely comment my point of view. Now, the person I'm talking about has blocked me and deleted my comments but I'm not a easy champ to be scared at someone implying I'm transphobic I took screenshots.I suppose she blocked me because I support people who don't deserve death threats, I support democracy and conversations not censorship. @lacefuneral corvidae-corvus-corax is the person I'm talking about
so share or do whatever you want I just want this message to surface so that everybody can know you can have your own opinions without being censored.
If you look down or go to said post my comments are gone but I didn't even cut the screenshots so you can see it.
I'm sure most of you have already forgotten about this account. I used to write pretty neat HL fanfics. But right now I'm working on something new and exciting.
I'm working on a new book. New writing altogether.
I humbly ask all of you to read a teaser of it below and let me know what you think. Thank you^^!
“Your work is admirable."
Alexander White was sitting in front of a publisher. He was distracted, afraid that nothing good would come out of this meeting, and on top of his anxiety, the sun was glinting through the office window onto his sensitive skin. He always wanted to do more with his life, prove to himself that he can manage things and is capable of succeeding like others. He wanted more out of life than a pathetic excuse. No. He wanted proof.
"But..?" Alexy finally asked, fixing his glasses on his pale nose as he glanced at the publisher.
The man exhaled. "But it's not what we're looking for right now. It's a business, poems are hard to sell these days-"
Alexander abruptly stood up and extended his hand to take his work back. "Thank you for your time." He said bitterly and walked towards the elevator, muttering grumpily under his breath.
His phone rang, and a voice spoke outloud: Dad calling. Alexander started aggressively tapping on his phone as a robotic voice spoke the options: decline, accept, decline, declined. He opened the map on his phone, pushed an earphone into his ear and shoved his phone back into his pocket. He started walking down the street, his white cane tapping a rhythmic noise.
Turn left, the robotic voice said into his ear. The walk to his work wasn't too long. Alexander took his sunglasses off. He always liked to walk, the sun shining in his eyes; the dimness yet warmth of it all. Early September was his favourite moment of the year. Peaceful, calm. The rustle of the leaves, and children screaming in a far playground. He liked the Hyde Park area. It was quite a walk, but he had plenty of time, and the sounds were the highlight of Alexy's day.
He got to the building of his workplace near Southwark when someone slammed the door open, making Alexy fall. He winced, disoriented by the noise and the hard fall.
"I'm so sorry I-"
“HEY!" A girl screamed loudly, pushing the guy away from Alexy, who was still gathering his bearings on the ground. "GOT NO RESPECT FOR THE DISABLED?! GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE I RIP YOUR LEGS OUTTA YOUR FOUR LETTERS!"
"T-thank you, Lara..." Alexy winced as she helped him up, patting his arm clean. Laura Lis was a very close friend of Alexander, whose name, being too hard for him to pronounce, became Lara.
"Can you imagine?! Acting like this in 2014! In a civilised country! NOT EVEN AN APOLOGY!" She screamed after the guy.
“S-stop screaming…” Alexander winced slightly. "I think you might have scared him off."
"Idiot..." She huffed at Alexander with a thick accent. "You can't let people push you around like that!"
"I'm okay." Alexy smiled as they walked through the metal bars, going into the basement of the building where the radio station was.
"How was the meeting with that... erm... what's its name?" Lara asked, making a face that said she did not remember the details.
"Publisher..." Alexy exhaled.
"Publisher! Yes!" She said enthusiastically. "How did it go?"
"Don't want to talk about it," Alexy grumbled.
"That bad?"
"I said I don't want to talk about it." Alexy exhaled. He wasn't the type to voice his frustration but Lara was insufferable at times.
"But did they like it or did they say it was complete rubbish?" Lara annoyingly insisted.
"Lara, come on." Alexy didn't know what to say.
"Don't be such a closed inning!"
He had no idea what a closed inning was. "Tell me what they didn't like? Is it you being blind? Potentially no profit?" Lara was really reaching and digging for an answer, Alexy could say like a true journalist, but thankfully Evan McAdams showed up to interrupt.
"We're on a schedule, people! Hurry it up!" He was the stage manager of the radio, and Laura was the presenter, the host of this circus, but she wasn't really good at her job when it came to punctuality.
"Don't tell me how to do my job! I know we still have some time left."
"Then why do I feel like I am constantly doing your job?" Evan, or Mac, everybody just called him Mac, huffed angrily at Lara, who was about to bite back again if not for Alexy.
"Sorry." He said apologetically, he pushed Lara into the room to keep walking, as he covered for her being late again. "We got rerouted. It won't happen again."
Mac exhaled, still angry at Lara, but let it go. "Just get ready, dammit..."
Alexy knew where to go; he had been working here for over a year. He sat behind his own desk and got everything ready.
"Mac, can we do a mic check?" Alexander asked as Mac showed a thumbs-up.
"He showed yes." A guy chuckled behind him. "Stupid man... he will never learn that you're visually impaired." Freddie was a senior tech looking over Alexander in the Resonance station; he was only seven years older. Alexander quite liked him; he was the only guy here who didn't pick up fights. Alexander put on his headphones and skillfully looked for any out-of-place sounds in the recording. It was alright, just heavily outdated.
"Ten seconds, everybody!" Mac said as he checked everything in this small team of more arguing than positive chattering, Alexy could focus. Sometimes the silence was focusing, not tensing. "Mic check, Freddie, get the cables in order, guest here, Lara, ready?" Laura put on her headphones. "We're going live in five, four, three, two, one..." Alexy, the calmest person in the four-team room, clicked a button, adjusted the sound and slightly looked up. He saw a dimmed and blurred red light that they were live.
It will be available on my AO3 account, and I will post bits and pieces here. If you can share and pass it on I'd be very thankful
Did I ever tell you you're fuvking awesome talented? Yeah? Well here's it again. I'm fanboying over here ngl.
Of course you did and i remember every ask you sent since my first days of joining tumblr XD ! As a little token of thanks here is Edwart 🫶🫶
I was going to sketch something nice, quick, and simple, but it turned out to be a not very nice quick and simple sketch LOL
I had so much fun rendering him it was like time didn't exist at all xD thank you for letting me borrow him and feel free to DM me for the full image!!
Again!! Thank you for your support!!! I hope I continue to be worthy of your compliments 🥹🥹🫶🫶♡♡♡♡♡♡
Hope you’re good, some Qs I get asked about my MC and thought I’d try share some bits because sometimes I’m not sure if I can answer some things.
This was the only attempt at making a student ID that failed spectacularly but I didn’t want to make stuff up for the sake of it and thought I share some development of how I started as it was always as small stories and being really REALLY obsessed drawing this character. (This notebook padded out since getting inspired more from the fandom)
Is fair @dat-silvers-girl as I don’t make a big point of it 😅. My only explanation for the namelessness is this always started as small stories first and He was like a Link in BotW sort of character
Ah @faustinio27 🫂! I think He’s developed more characteristics since drawing in the fandom😅 One thing I like the idea of is if in Ravenclaw he shares the bunk with Amit 💙 another one is the grey cat I’ve introduced is based off a rl kitty who’s a bit of a bully but has the most nicest smelling fuzzy fur
It doesn’t belong to him but they have an understanding
TYSM to the anons and @the-kcm-muggleborn who sent the most sweetest messages about my postings, still not sure if I’ve been able to explain much but is ultimately anything that entertains me and if anyone else enjoys it, great. I found a drawing I never posted and thought it quite cute with ruffled hair
LOVE Evelyn oh my gosh! I’m curious, but what would some of her quotes be for stuff in game? Like winning a duel, losing a duel, low HP, stuff like that?
Awe! I'm glad you like her! I hope I did everything you imagined, dear Anon. I prepared around 1K words, quotes my Evelynn would say, could say, and maybe will say in the future;] Thank you for your warm support
Warnings?: Swears^v^
Evelynn Blair
is (going to get her own fanfiction soon) a charismatic, proud, and ambitious woman. She's a person of many conflicts because she feels confident as long as everything goes well. When she's starting to feel threatened by rumours and unkind comments from her peers she's starting to get anxious, she hides what makes her different but keeps that (now) fake confidence with a head held high.
She came to Hogwarts to focus on her studies as her mother requested. Never expected to gain lifelong friends.
She knows she's skilled enough to throw around snarky, even sometimes flirty comments, to her opponents. She can get a little mean when lost in competing.
“That was easy enough.”
“Protego. Stupify. That's all? Shame…”
“That's all you got? I'm starting to get a bit bored over here…”
“Kid I ain't got all day. Might you finally bless us with a move?”
“Well that was unsatisfyingly uneventful. Lucan, have you got any more?”
“Shame, seeing such a pretty face on the ground.”
But when she unexpectedly gets knocked on her arse that one time, she's pretty stunned, unsure what to say:
“Beginners Luck. I can go again if you ain't too yellow…”
“Seems there is some skill under that lush face. I’m impressed. Would you like to go again?”
“Well It’s been a while. I’ll take a rematch.”
“Whatever, I was taking it easy on you. Interested in a rematch perhaps?”
“I must say, that was well played. I'd like a rematch. Didn’t think I was going to back down did you…”
If she's not going to be able to win by skill, she'll win by charm. When her pride gets stained, there is no way she is going to give up. That being said, Evelynn is not a sore looser. She is mean sometimes, rude even, but when she notices a worthy adversary, she can tone down her venom.
She's not easily tamed so to speak. She can take care of herself and likes to refuse offered help. She doesn't back down from a fight. (Sounds familiar?) But In her case it's more of a hand to face argument. A.ka.a muggle physical argument. When someone mistreated her real badly. Evelynn knew that her almost aggressive behaviour was more acceptable in a magical world where women were allowed to dress in trousers than back home where her foul tongue would exclude her from many lady-like activities.
“Fuck! I said I'm fine! Just give me a moment!”
“Yeah… I'm out of robes. My last one caught on fire. But I've taken my lessons! No more fighting Inferi in flammable clothing.”
“I am not bleeding, it's just a scar already taken care of!”
“Well she deserved what she got that rumour spilling bitch.”
“You should see the other guy.”
“I made another girl look great with a purple colour under her eye.”
“I am literally fine. I’ve been through worse.”
“Why do you ask?”
“Why do you care?”
“Why would I do that?”
Very common for our goal-oriented Slytherin.
Evelynn was exploring so many things while attending Hogwarts. She explored many caves, mines, hidden rooms, lakes and rivers. It extorted few interesting words.
“At this point. Nothing surprises me anymore.”
"I take it back... I was not expecting that."
“Are you through? Looking at grass?”
“Yes I did find another chest. No, I am not sharing.”
“However bad it might sound… we’re about to get wet.”
“Just when I thought I've seen it all…”
“Spiders! My favourite! Can we keep one as a pet? I have a roommate I’d like to surprise… Preferably at night.”
“I must say I spent so much time in these caves they start to look a lot like the Slytherin common room. Cold like it too.”
Evelynn is quite intelligent. She might be spontaneous and quick to think but she’s not reckless. She learned from her mistakes and is able to sense a bad situation coming from a mile.
“Wait… Something is off. Let’s leave it at that and return tomorrow.”
“I have a bad feeling. If I turn to be right you’ll not hear the end of it.”
“I’m anxious, yes, but for a very good reason. Something doesn’t feel right.”
“I don't like this place. Let’s return by daylight.”
“No, we cannot run head first. I appreciate the self-sacrificing tendencies but this is not the place nor the time.”
“If you want to get yourself killed because you didn't listen to me, can you do it another time? I didn't plan on seeing a dead body today.”
“I. Am. Not. Scared. I am simply being cautious. You should try it sometimes.”
Evelynn loves sitting by the window in the Slytherin common room. She isn't sure if it is because it’s so quiet there or because she met Ominis in that specific spot. She loves the way of water and started sitting there regularly.
“I love this spot. You know I once saw a mermaid?”
“Hm? Oh yes I was listening. Let me just… finish this page… or… book…”
“No, I haven't been sitting here the entire night. I’ve been sitting here the entire day.”
“No idea what you mean. It’s so nice and cold here. Why would I rather sit by the fireplace?”
Speaking of, Evelynn loves the cold. She loves spending her time in cold places like windows, floor, the Undercroft and of course, outside places where snow has fallen. She loved colder drinks and often forgets her scarf from her dorm.
“Why is it so hot in here? You’d think winter would bring some sort of normal temperatures around the castle.”
“Ugh I miss the snow. It was so nice…”
“I wish it would rain. Gets so nice and cosy then.”
“Ah. Fresh air. I love the winter. Wish I could spend more time in Scotland.”
“Do you think the kitchens could prepare me plain ice if I ask nicely? Or do I have to cast Glacis on a cup and wait?”
“If you wanted to court me, you should have gotten me ice cream.”
“Yes I am cold blooded. Secretly a vampire too but don't tell no one.”
“Give me your hands. Ahhh… You're so cold.”
I hope my creativity gave out everything you hoped for Anon^^. Yes requests, questions and anything else remain open. Don't be shy I don't bite, (I swallow whole like a snake) :DD. Also special side thanks to @slytherin-obsessed for bit of a help with this cool assignment.:)
As You all probably know I'm writing a male hogwarts legacy fanfiction but I have another OC I've created and I wanted to share her:) (She will have her own fanficton but not in a some time. she's going to end up with Ominis for all my Ominis Girlies I'll update more pictures later. Please meet:
Why Dutch didn't send someone to get the infamous Blackwater money.
(and some of the things from their old camp like Jack's book or Dutchs pipe that was a request mission, btw)
Send someone like, Oh, I dont know, JOSIAH TRELAWNY? Who already went back to Blackwater TWICE to save Sean, and what's the most bizzare is that apparently the money is hidden somewhere, and Trelawny is not being associated with their gang (not then yet at least) so Dutch could simply point him into the direction of the money and see if its even possible to get it back. But noo that money is simply gone and retrieved in the epilogue
I swear I am starting to doubt the intelligence of the entire gang since they have someone on their tail all the time and all the mistakes they've made. It's crazy to me
Ominis Gaunt would never be romantically interested in an MC that is not a Slytherin. Look how friendly and warm-hearted he's being in the introduction in the slytherin common room.
(It's all about the first look, instead of getting threatened by the undercroft first look lol)
