#ficrambles

im p sure starships is the only song of hers i’ve listened to akjsdhajks

My song notes for the hellfic. Each song is a specific different part. That’s not all of them - just what I’ve typed up when sitting at red lights lol.

(Taylor swift has at least two songs - look if I’m going to do a tomarry/harrymort series, you KNOW “blank space” is going to feature just for the “darling I’m a nightmare dressed like a daydream” line lol. In fact it’s fifth year and the chamber of secrets.)

But I’ve finally found the song for the start oh my god. It’s what’s been holding me back for the last half a year while I’ve been plotting this monster. Now all I need is TIME.

ficrambles replied to your photo “The Smooch, after Klimt ❤️��”

Okay um this is one of the most unique and beautiful pieces of art I’ve ever seen! It gives me a very ancient type of drawing vibe but it’s gorgeous! Please post some more original work!!!! And more of Adam ofc :)

Oh thank you so much, this is very kind of you to say! Lol it’s entirely stolen from Klimt of course, I could hardly call it an original composition -- but I’m very flattered! 

Ugh beautiful

Post-epilogue, Harry and Ginny get married, have kids, blah blah blah

Sometime when Albus Severus is like in third or fourth year, Harry and Ginny come to the realization that while they still love each other, it’s more in the “you’re my bestest friend ever” way than in the “let’s go upstairs and traumatize our kids by having really loud sex” way.

They get divorced because they know that if Ginny goes out and gets laid while still being technically married to Harry the Prophet will have a field day. They still live in the same house, just different bedrooms - although one might climb in with the other while sleeping if nothing else is going on, because cuddling is awesome and Harry is a very tactile affection kind of person. (He’s making up for lost time with a vengeance, and he trusts her enough to allow himself the comfort.)

Meanwhile, it turns out that Morfin somehow actually managed to reproduce before being carted off to Azkaban for his nephews crimes, and the Gaunt line isn’t as dead as previously thought. Not that anyone knows that. Anyway, some time after the final battle, Voldemort’s soul managed to piece itself back together, and he was reborn as his own cousin a few generations removed. He doesn’t remember anything, and wonders why the Headmistress always looks at him funny (he’s actually related on both sides, through a bastard line of the Riddles lol, so the resemblance to Tom v.1 is striking. Different eye color though). He gets sorted into Slytherin (naturally) along with Albus and Scorpius the same year. The three become friends, and even though he doesn’t remember anything Tom (Tom something something, same initials but different middle and last names) is a genius, grasping theory and practical aspects of spellwork like he’s been doing it all his life.

He makes Minerva VERY nervous, but Dumbledore’s portrait seems to want to dote on him (look, Albus 1.0 isn’t an idiot, and decided to try positive reinforcement this time around) and his sort of friends keep him from going all the way off the deep end.

Anyway, after the divorce (like fourth year maybe), Albus v2 decides that he wants to bring his friends over for the holiday (especially Tom, who’s in foster care). His parents, seeing no problems, say yes. When they finally get there, well.

Harry and Ginny have miniature heart attacks.

Tom, meanwhile realizes that his friend’s dad is hot and he totally wants that. And immediately starts flirting - badly, because he’s like 14/15 and has never been interested in romance or sex before.

Ginny gets over the shock first and like any helpful ex, immediately starts laughing and egging Tom on, Harry is long-suffering, and Albus is traumatized by one of his best friends hitting on his DAD.

Cue Harry trying for the next four years to convince his kid’s friend that he’s WAY too old for him while trying not to think about him resembling a teenage Voldemort too much, Ginny spending an inordinate amount of time pointing and laughing, and Tom actually asking for relationship/flirting advice from Dumbledore’s portrait and immediately regretting the act.

also been thinking of playing around and doing some kind of harvestmoonstuck sprite edits from fomt, but I was never particularly good at editing sprites even when that was a thing I did and editing the portraits is going to be hell, a lot of piecing together poses I think and then trying to make everything work

my cat was asleep on my arm, and has decided to move to the other arm and now my right hand is all tingly. but I have a warm black kitty purring in my arms so I suppose it's not all bad

and fuck Equius, I can't write him and he's holding up my fic because I really do need to do this part to provide exposition for why Karkat Makes Everything Far More Complicated Than It Should Be and all my brain wants to do is have Karkat get his Oh Shit Why Is This Even A Thing That Is Done To Kids Because Fuck If Interpersonal Relationships Aren't Already Hard Enough Epiphany, or alternately Introduce Eridan To The Wonders Of Salt Water And This Shit Is Fuckin Nasty How Do You Even Swim In It Kar?

instead I'm frowning at Equius Is A Tool Without Even Realising It because those other scenes don't want to be written right now they just want to lurk in the back of my head taunting me.

and I've gotta research just how gills work, because I'm not sure if I'm thinking this right and before I start talking about how the diaphragm is used to draw water through an aqueous respiratory tract via intrathoracic pressure I think I should get how gills work because if they don't need the water to be moving there's really no need for one-directional inhalation/exhalation underwater. fun fact, with how I've got their thoracic cavities set up in my head above water seadwellers breathe at a higher rate than landdwellers, as their lungs are smaller to make room for a secondary set of bronchi leading to the thoracic gills.

XD look at all these big fucking words, and none of them really relevant to any of my classes. I should be studying for my tests week after next. instead I'm contemplating how playing with/licking at cervical gills would count as pretty kinky above water as it's a form of light breathplay because they're above the epiglottis and air takes the path of least resistance, not to mention that they're pretty sensitive so it's a common kink for those who have them as an erogenous zone

Uhg, now that I think about it more fully that doesn't really work. Damn, and here I have a trust kink waiting to be catered to by my own writing and I can't get it to work in this part. Ah well, there's still Karkat's Oh Fuck I Was Interpreting My Feelings Completely Wrong moment.