#three knocks

Hello!!! <3 <3 Thank you for the ask!

Tag 3 fic writers I think are underrated/unknown in the fandom/fanfiction community.

OH GOD I HAVE BEEN PUT ON THE SPOT. okay so... I think that there's a lot of wiggle room here in terms of what underrated/unknown means and what community specifically we're speaking of. BUT.

@wanderingbandurria

@greyeyedmonster-18

@deathcabformoony

I will explain none of these (other than that I think they're all criminally underrated.) Also, I'd have tagged you, but I'm treating these as recs, so... you get out of it this time. >:(

Replacing 16 because I've already been asked sooo...

What's my favorite part of the fanfiction writing process?

Not so much the moment when the idea sparks initially, but when it starts taking shape, and I can see a story that I really enjoy coming together and beginning to actually make sense. Especially when I've got a friend to scream about it with. :)

Copy/paste my top three favorite lines/jokes/sentences I've ever written. What fics do they come from?

Oh god you're really gonna make me narrow this shit down.

It hurt to look at him, but Remus couldn’t bear to blink. He wanted to burn the image into his brain forever. He wanted them to find his remains centuries from now, for scholars around the world to publish countless theories over this, the face of god etched into his bones.

from Louder Than Love, Ch 16: Roll the Bones

The escape itself was a blur of moonwashed stone and screams. She remembered the copper-sweet tang of blood on the air, the sucking rasp and rattle of dark cloaks, the icy wisps of her breath as she whispered curses into the dark. She remembered the guards falling before them, thinking these are my brothers. She remembered fangs flashing against Black fur, thinking this is my blood and blood will out.

from three knocks upon the door

“This isn’t how I expected to feel.” He sighed, leaning back and staring at his father’s chair, left empty. “Just thought I’d be… I dunno. That I’d either be upset about it or that it just wouldn’t affect me any more than the weather.”

“Looks like rain,” Harry said lightly, busying himself with peeling an orange, “oh, also your dad’s snuffed it.”

Remus let out a sharp bark of laughter at that, guilt twisting in his gut like a knife — he shouldn’t be laughing about this, but he was. Like it was the easiest thing in the world.

“Shame, that,” he fired back with an air of faint surprise. “Did you hear about the Cannons match last week?”

Harry snorted — he had his mother’s laugh, poor dab — and popped a slice of orange into his mouth, subtly nudging his plate towards Remus in offering.

from Ouroboros

I went for bits that meant a lot to me in one way or another; couldn't do most of the jokes I could think of because they all require so much context or are a part of an entire page of banter lmao. This was really hard!

Thanks again! <3

Death Harbinger: Three Knocks

An old superstition states that when a person hears three knocks it means someone has died.

In many paranormal tales when three knocks are heard at the door and no one is there this means someone has died or is about to.

Since these knocks are normally heard before someone dies they are a classic omen or harbinger.

This belief is sometimes known as the “three knocks of doom.”

The Irish and the Scots both have traditions that state three knocks on a door or three taps on a window especially when heard at regular intervals–lasting for two minutes–means death.

According to several Native American tribes when the thumping of a stick 3 times on the ground is heard or the beating of a drum 3 times is heard it means someone will die.

This superstition also pops up in Arab and Jewish traditions.

In Africa, the Yoruba religion of Orisha has a folktale where three knocks play an important role.

In this tale three brothers are destined to become Oriates or high priests in their religion but they must work hard and perform many rituals first.

The two older brothers impatient do not follow this dictate.

They become jealous of their younger brother who does the necessary work and becomes an Oriate before them. They become so incensed they murder him.

Later these two hear three knocks on their door.

Their dead younger brother walks in. One older brother dies of a heart attack immediately and the other is put to death by the villagers because they now know he helped murder their beloved Oriate.

In America people have told tales for years that involve three knocks and death.

Sometimes relatives pass down family “lore” that involves a grandparent who heard three mysterious knocks only to receive word afterwards a beloved relative died–sometimes at exactly the time the knocks were heard.

These knocks are described as out of the ordinary. Those who have heard them state they were very loud, or that when they were heard they caused a feeling or sensation of fear or creepiness.

Most often these knocks or taps are heard on doors or windows. But other stories mention knocks on walls or even sounds that seem to come from inside the walls or from every corner of the room.

It is stated that the cause for these knocks is never found. For instance, if a door is opened no one is there. These stories often occur in winter and it is stated after the knocks are heard and the door is opened no footsteps are seen in the snow.

In an offshoot of this superstition some believe when three knocks are heard it means the devil or an evil spirit wants to come in.

An example of this would be the Bell Witch haunting in Adams, Tennessee.

Three Knocks

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Written and drawn by me, colored by the awesome Isabel @space-sprinkles.

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Request ⇾ can i request an imagine with dustin? basically the reader is steve's younger sister, and he realizes that she has a huge crush on dustin. he notices the feeling's mutual, and decides to help his lil sister confess her feelings for him, and even gives dustin a speech about how he'll kick his ass if he hurts the reader (he's an overprotective brother). teeth-rotting fluff ensues (maybe the reader and dustin kiss, if it isn't too much).

Warnings ⇾ none, just mild swearing I think

A/N ⇾ I think I'm going to turn this into a mini series! So stay tuned for more parts! Also, I hope it's okay I combined your request in with the story! It just fit so will but I hope that's okay!

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Dustin.

That boy was the reason that Steve was struggling to look at his little sister in the same way. Not because he was disappointed or uncomfortable but because he was so terrified that Dustin would break her heart. His little baby sisters heart. He swore to himself he'd have to severely hurt Dustin if anything happened to Y/N, it didn't matter that they had a weird kind of friendship, nor did it matter the fact he was a 13 year old child. Nobody hurts his little sister and gets away with it.

Steve decided he'd have to have a chat with Dustin, the chat, especially after learning his sisters feelings were deeply reciprocated. It wasn't even that Steve had gone snooping, okay maybe he had been a little bit, but him overhearing Dustin confess his feelings, in a rather shy way, was all he needed to hear to know this thing was serious. That it wouldn't just blow over. So, yes, he'd have a little chat with Dustin and if all went well, no knuckles would be broken and Dustin would not lose any of his precious pearls.

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"Hey! Dustin! C'mere!" Steve said as he leaned against the bonnet of his car, calling Dustin over in a nonchalant manner.

Dustin grinned at his older friend and trotted over to his caller, "Steve! Hey, you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah," Steve said waving him off, "cut the formalities. I'm here to talk."

Dustin's grin was wiped straight off his face when he noticed Steve's, uncomfortably, stiff and serious stance.

"Kay, what do you want to talk about?" He titled his head slightly, in confusion.

"Y/N."

"Oh, shit!" Dustin turned around to dart off in the other direction but Steve was already grabbing ahold of his backpack strap before he could go anywhere.

"Listen. No one needs to get hurt, you just gotta listen to what I have to say." Steve said, calming Dustin down slightly. Dustin nodded. "So, earlier this week I overheard some slightly uncomfortable conversations going on about my little sister, between you and your friends." Steve motioned over to where Mike, Will and Lucas were standing in awe.

"O-"

"No, no, no, no, no. Let me finish. You were talking about your crushes and believe me, I'm not one to be a cockblock, but, this is my baby sister. So anyways, me being the valiant and noble teen I am, I let it go. I thought, 'you know what, Steve? They're young! They're kids! It'll be harmless!' But you know what I then remembered?" Steve pressed, putting on a macho voice when imitating himself, "Do you know what I remembered?"

"No." Dustin squeaked out.

"That Y/N gets hurt easily. So I just thought I'd give a little warning, to anyone who might be considering asking her out to the snowball, that if her heart gets broken, I will not hesitate to kick whoever is responsible's ass. I will not hesitate! But, of course, by the off chance that her heart doesn't get broken, then we'll have no problems! So I just thought I'd let you know the options I've been weighing up recently."

Dustin gulped and nodded quickly and ferociously, "I would never break her heart! I just really like her, you know, I hope she likes me too. I know I'm not the most," he wavered his arms for a moment, "well, you know but I promise I can make you laugh and will always stand up for you." Dustin said, as if pleading his case.

"Look, dude. It's not all about the looks or the hair to be specific, which by the way; Y/N loves. It's about the personality and how good you are as a person. And I know you. I know that you're a good dude and have a pretty cool ass personality." Steve said winking, "I'll put in a good word for you, not that it'll take much persuading!" He added, raising his arms in an 'innocent' kind of way.

Dustin beamed back up at him and said a quick thanks before walking back over to his friends.

Anonymous Submitted: 

My best friend growing up lived in an old house that was the coolest thing I’d ever seen. It had trap doors, a crawl space, and a loft that we spent most of our time in.

Over the years I’ve had many experiences at her house, we’ve heard footsteps and voices a couple of times when no one else was home, and the closet door (the crawl space entry is located in the closet btw) in the guest room would open on it’s own. But the experience that freaked me out the most happened the very last time I spent the night there.

My friend was home visiting from Grad school in Cali and I came over to hang out and spend the night, we were in her room which is on the second floor and has doors that lead out onto a balcony which run the length of the house. My friend was already asleep but I couldn’t for some reason, as it got later I felt more and more anxious. Finally at around 3 AM I heard three very hard and loud knocks that sounded like they came from under the bed.

I waited for her two dogs in her parent’s room down the hall to react but they didn’t…so I got up and turned on the light and tried to wake my friend, but she’s a very heavy sleeper so I just looked under the bed and when I found nothing turned on the TV, left the light on and finally went to sleep… which is weird but I felt like I was supposed to stay up to hear the knocking.

I realized just recently that the knocking may have actually come from outside on the balcony (her bed is up against the balcony windows which take up that entire “wall”) which freaks me out even more.

Ahhh, three knocks my beloved <3 <3

2: What scene did I first put down?

So I did in fact write this in order, no jumping around. So the first scene -- Tonks describing the brutal murder of Lucius Malfoy -- was the first one I wrote. :D

3: What's my favorite line of narration?

EASY!

The escape itself was a blur of moonwashed stone and screams. She remembered the copper-sweet tang of blood on the air, the sucking rasp and rattle of dark cloaks, the icy wisps of her breath as she whispered curses into the dark. She remembered the guards falling before them, thinking these are my brothers. She remembered fangs flashing against Black fur, thinking this is my blood and blood will out.

Like I wrote that and I was like I HAVE PEAKED. I WILL NEVER WRITE ANYTHING THIS GOOD AGAIN. (I know, logically, I can only improve BUT it felt that way at the time lol.) I still read this line though and I just get so fucking hyped.

(My next favorite is probably the bit where Remus makes bad jokes about mauling people and immediately calls himself out like "ah, too soon." Like YES TOO SOON MY DUDE but also no babygirl, you have never done anything wrong in your life ever.)

11: What do I like the best about this fic?

LILY. Good god. I love the way I wrote her here. She is soooooo !!!! UGH! Like I know that I tell people that her entire cadence and way of speaking in this fic is based off of Hannibal Lecter (Silence of the Lambs version) but like... just this polite, restrained malice. This logical madness. She is a tiger in the grass with blood in her teeth. She is beautiful and terrifying and she knows it. I fucking adore her.

15: What did I learn from writing this fic?

Honestly it's that the limit doesn't exist. Have thought, put it on paper. Go chewing-drywall levels of insane over it. SOMEONE else will love it, I promise. Don't get caught up in the "well I don't know if people would--" no. Don't worry about people. Don't worry about getting it perfect. Once you let worry beta for you, you've started digging your fic's grave. Just write what makes the brain go brrrrrrr. The rest will follow.

Disclaimer that I do often need to take my own advice here lol

Thanks for the ask!

OK, I am going to try really really hard to both describe where I was coming from with these/why they're my favorites and to be as objective as I can about them so I don't walk my self-hype back at all hahaha. (This is also going in my drafts until RL Fest reveals are up so if this comes out super late, that was why!!)

Louder Than Love - WIP. Rated E, Remus/Sirius/Tonks. It's effectively an OotP rewrite in which Remus locates his backbone and tells Dumbledore he can fuck right off with his werewolf missions, he is staying at Number 12 to keep Sirius from falling apart (which goes swimmingly as you might expect.) This started out as basically just me poking at a headcanon a bit -- because I legitimately feel that Remus and Sirius need a third to sort of redirect their respective intensities, and now I'm just kinda having fun with it. Somehow this is now also touching on social justice, government corruption, ethics, addiction issues, gender identity and sexuality (without hitting anyone in the face with it, I think) and parenting as navigated by a couple of fucked up adults who find themselves in charge of a whole ass traumatized teenager. It is my baby, and I'm looking forward to getting to post for it again (the last few months have been HELL.)

three knocks upon the door - Rated E, Lily/Tonks. This is a dark!AU, and my first ever casefic/mystery/thriller whatever you wanna call it. It's also my first ever WLW fic. This ended up coming about because I was assigned a bunch of characters and tropes randomly and I shied away from Snily so hard that this was the result lmao. I am immensely pleased with how it came out. This Lily radiates big dick energy. Tonks shares the family trait of obsessive tendencies and leans right the fuck into it. I included Murderhusbands!Wolfstar with no scruples. Oliver Wood is here and he is The Best Boy. There are power dynamics in the professional and personal spheres. There is a crazy rhythm to this one and I highly suggest also vibing to the playlist because it's one of my favorites that I've made. Anyway, I had a ton of fun writing this fic. The only limit I set myself was on my word count (per the fest) and it SHOWS. XD

Numb (Phobos I) - Rated M, Gen (background Wolfstar mention.) Part of my Satellites series, which all have secondary titles after specific moons which are REALLY meta for the story. Phobos is one of the moons of Mars, and is named after the Greek god of fear -- specifically fear during battle. This was an AU one-shot of what might have happened if Remus got brought to Malfoy Manor instead of the Trio, and faced off against Peter. Writing their dynamic was something I really wanted to try doing because I am firmly in camp "Peter Was Really Their Friend" BUT I also can't look past what he did, and I don't think Remus would either. I wanted to write petty, spiteful little bastard Remus and this Peter who knew him, right down to his bones. I wanted there to be chemistry, and I wanted there to be baggage and delicious, well-earned vengeance and I think I hit the mark.

Applied Theory - WIP. Rated M, Remus/Sirius. The Wolfstar Academia AU! French Sirius and Welsh Remus sniping at each other via academic papers and all the pettiness that entails haha. Honestly this has just been so fun to work on in those moments when I need something light to write to counteract LTL's heavier stuff. The banter is pretty great, and considering that this is basically being chaos-posted without even being edited, I'm honestly impressed with it? Especially with like. The fact that I decided to be COMPLETELY EXTRA and actually cite things in Chicago style and write full-on French dialogue for Sirius and Regulus haha. It's cool it's fine we're doing GREAT over here. Anyway this is just good, ridiculous fun, and I need to get more of it out for y'all soon.

Ouroboros - Rated T, Gen with a strong background Wolfstar. Get in, bitches, we're going to therapy. This fic started as me wanting to write some sort of reconciliation between Remus and Lyall, and then life (or rather death) happened offline on my end. So instead of a story about hard-earned reconciliation and forgiveness between a parent and their child, I wrote about uh... not doing that. And making it okay. And I'm ultimately a hell of a lot happier with it for that. Heavily angsty, and a "canon"-divergence from LTL in which Dora never got involved (but the story fills in more parts from Chapter 12, specifically.)