Stuck With Thorns For Witchcraft Purposes

As I begin to post more original fiction online, I thought I’d toss this link to my Ko-Fi up as well. I write for the joy of it and it’s been absolutely wonderful to hear the response from the lovely folks out there. 

If ever you’ve read my works or clapped eyes on the once-in-a-blue-moon visual art I’ve sent out into the aether, consider flinging a few dollars my way (or doubloons, or drachma, or large discs of polished abalone shell, or lei, or whatever you have in your pockets). It would mean the world to me and would allow me to continue updating and writing!

https://ko-fi.com/lucytroutscout

Take a look at my original fiction, found here (finished series, in update progress):

https://books-of-the-great-leviathan.tumblr.com/

https://archiveofourown.org/series/2947155

Or if you’re a Resident Evil Village enjoyer, here’s some juicy fic (saints of warding series, Burial):

https://archiveofourown.org/users/toothybeastie

All for FREE...that’s right, get it while it’s hot.

Thanks again, and shares/reblogs warm my dead heart!

Some pictures of dragons below the break jff:

my actual favorite hobby is making ocs on doll divine .......... don't judge me but this is how i design characters when i dont feel like drawing.......

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Another jar, Helena thought. A huge, cylindrical jar of thick antique glass, some six feet from end to end, capped with solid brass gone green with verdigris. A large pressure-wheel jutted from the upper cap. The inside of the glass was spattered with some dark substance, still liquid judging from the way it glistened in the torchlight as Helena moved closer.

Helena and Sami get alchemical!