🫘and/or 💥 for the writing asks :)
🫘 Spill the beans. What's a new project you're doing this year?
I am working on my Antarctica fic (Antarcfic? It's the seed of something); I hope I can get the first chapter up either later this evening, or tomorrow!
💥Is there a chapter, scene, or WIP you're most excited to write? Share a snippet or tell us about it!
Here is a snippet from said Antarcfic!
“Moody by name, moody by nature,” Marlene warns darkly. “And don’t get Sirius started on the Ug.” “I’m sorry, did you say the Ugg?” “Sir Horace Slughorn!” Black proclaims, then rattles off a series of post-nominals that Lily quickly loses track of. “He’s more mythical creature than man. Something of a shapeshifter.” Lily frowns at him. She has the unmistakable sense that she's being taken for a fool, which is not helped by Marlene adding under her breath, “Here we fucking go.” “The Ug is very passionate about his research,” Potter says, the corners of his mouth twitching. “If his hypothesis is proved correct? Smughorn.” Black goes on, “When he’s trussed up in his thermals, he’s Snughorn.” “One too many drinks? Glughorn. When we sometimes get chicken nuggets in the canteen, he’s Nughorn.” “He got stuck in a toboggan over the winter: Plughorn,” adds Black, which makes Potter titter. “If it helps, I despise them both,” offers Marlene lightly. “Oh, princess, you don’t.” Black reaches over and knots his fingers with Marlene’s, bringing her hand up to his lips so he can mark the back of it with a kiss. “I’m your favourite ex.” Remus is very politely sipping his ginger ale. Lily can practically feel the disdain radiating off him.
