Jul 10
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Girl help me
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It’s finally here! I finished the poster for the short-story I’ve been working on for MONTHS now! Drawing helped me to keep the fire for the plot burning since I wasn’t able to write it down for a while, and I’m so excited with the result!
Fever is a CissaMione fanfic, currently only 2 chapters in. You should really give it a try.
Synopsis:
Fever
n. 1. Condition in which a system disrupts its own balance to purge a disease. 2. A state of intense exhilaration; a desperate desire burning from the inside out.
Years spent as a soldier in the battle for the future of the Wizarding World have left Hermione Granger with scars no spell could heal. For over a decade, she has managed to contain the fever those wounds inflicted, but in the face of a marriage proposal, the yearning for release becomes unbearable. Drawn to an exclusive club devoted to anonymous encounters, the so-called Golden Girl is paired with a witch as alluring as she is intellectually fascinating. After finally being able to purge her pain, she discovers, too late, that the woman who’d brought her to her knees is none other than Lady Narcissa of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black. Now, as she tries to maintain the illusion of control over her life, the same lips that drove her to the edge return bearing a secret that could unravel the Statute of Secrecy and plunge magical society into political chaos. In a fragile post-war order sustained by compromise and suspicion, Granger must weigh the cost of truth and commit to a reckoning that blurs the lines between duty, desire, and dissent.
To the current readers: I HAVENT GIVEN UP ON YOU FOLKS, please don’t give up on me as well! Chapter three is coming! Thank you for all the amazing support, we’ll see each other at the next update on AO3.
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good morning gang happy Waaaaaaughhh what the fuck happened here your body why is your body crumbling like a demon's oh fuck fuckkkkkkkk don't worry I'll do something niichan will do something to fix this oh god you were never a burden to me not even once don't die don't you dare die before me i didn't protect you for shit you moron no no no aaaauuugggggg fuuuuuuuuuckkkkkkkkkkkk aaaaaaaaauuggggghhh come on god please please don't take my little brother away please aaaauugghh genyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaauggggg waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh genyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa . Wednesday
oops, I gave Shirmpo the bunny fever.. 😓
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WIP of my most recent obsession; a Cissamione fanfic where you will learn about the origins of the Black fortune and other bloody inheritances — and where you can witness Lady Black and Gryffindor’s Golden Girl find out what “desire” truly means.
Fever.
is already up on AO3, currently only two chapters in.
“Years spent as a soldier in the battle for the future of the Wizarding World have left Hermione Granger with scars no spell could heal. For over a decade, she has managed to contain the fever those wounds inflicted, but in the face of a marriage proposal, the yearning for release becomes unbearable. Drawn to an exclusive club devoted to anonymous encounters, the so-called Golden Girl is paired with a witch as alluring as she is intellectually fascinating. After finally being able to purge her pain, she discovers, too late, that the woman who’d brought her to her knees is none other than Lady Narcissa of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black. Now, as she tries to maintain the illusion of control over her life, the same lips that drove her to the edge return bearing a secret that could unravel the Statute of Secrecy and plunge magical society into political chaos. In a fragile post-war order sustained by compromise and suspicion, Granger must weigh the cost of truth and commit to a reckoning that blurs the lines between duty, desire, and dissent.”
WTF?
So yesterday night, in the middle of the night, I began to run a fever. I took everything I could think to take and nothing had any effect. It went from my normal (senior) body temp of around 97 to a solid 102 by mid morning and it hung in there past bedtime. It came with only one symptom: one hell of a headache. No sore throat. No coughing. No anything. Just a fever. The only two times in my…
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