#The Raven and the Snake

[poison-erica-art]

FINALLY, i can't believe it's finally here!!! 😍😍😍

I present you "The Raven and the Snake - vol. 1" of the so talented @choccy-milky, finally in my own physical book version 😍❤️❤️❤️!

I was more excited about this one cause it's the beginning of choccy's story, and it's been so long since the last time i read these firsts chapters that i can't wait to start all over again! 🥰🥰🥰 (of course, right after i finish the book i'm currently reading xD)

Notes: This is just for my personal collection (no selling involved). Wait for more update of the next volumes in the next months ❤️ (especially you, @choccy-milky 😘).

P.s.: i did not forget about who asked me about a tutorial to format a book. It's just a bit too long process to explain and a lot of technical words that i don't know in my own language (let alone in english XD), that it will take a while to do. BUT i'm planning to post something about it in the future, at least to explain the big part of the work behind it.

[atlaspbody]

You made us laugh and you made us cry. You made us fall in love with Clora and Sebastian, in a beautiful story that only you could tell. You've worked hard and continue to do so, in order to share your writing and your drawings with us, and it all started a year ago today. So, I would like to congratulate you @choccy-milky, on the 1-year anniversary of your fanfic, "The Raven and The Snake". I also want to thank you for all the time and effort you put into sharing your amazing talents with us all.

[lovesicklovermia]

Peering through her lashes, Effie couldn’t feel anything other than amused at Celeste’s antics. Apparently, launching yourself backwards in a dramatic attempt to harvest some pumpkin’s was the blonde girl's idea of fun, and as her senior by three years, she couldn’t find it in herself to tell her that mud was currently splattering her dress. For somebody with a mother so unruly, and a father so…whatever her father could be classed as, after one azkaban visit and years of fighting enemies beforehand, Effie was surprisingly avoidant towards dirt and muck. Besides, despite the comparisons between a fourteen year old and a nine year old, she had half a mind to ask Lewis how on Earth to deal with Celeste. The handshake could stay between the siblings, though. Perhaps it kept them under control.

Yet, sitting away from the children, were two old friends, who although had lived awfully different lives, had spent the day together. Winnie, from her universe into her dear friends, had come back with only her daughter - for her own partner seemed like he’d be too much for poor Sebastian, who was currently with Lewis, carrying him around on his back. Anyway, what was worse than arguing with yourself, only in a universe where you had dealt the time for your felonies?

Either way, the catch-up was nice. 

The pair were never two to get awfully philosophical. In fact, their jokes were almost respite from the traumatic fifth year they’d both experienced, each with very different ends. Winnie’s wrong and disappointing choices, Clora’s struggles with men that couldn’t understand ‘no’, their joint pain and hardships.

“Do you think we did everything right?” Clora’s voice came out almost in a squeak, and it made Winnie glance up from the lovingly-made sandwich she’d been given. The taller girl was quick in her answer.

“Clearly not. I mean, you definitely didn’t.” Win’ teased, nodding her head in the direction of Clora’s husband. 

Clora only huffed, a tiny smile etched upon her face. “Winifred, please, I’m being serious.”

Winifred leaned back at that, a contemplating look on her face. “Do you feel that you need to be?”

That felt like an utterly serious question, so Clora, of course, sat up and frowned at those words. Winnie could distinguish the cogs turning in the blonde’s brains, so she took a moment to glance over at her own daughter. Effie’s hair was dark and coiled like Winnie’s, dark skin colour too, yet with a freckled complexion, and coffee-brown eyes. Remnants of scars from teenage acne danced across her face, and it seemed her eyebrows were permanently in an expression of confusion. She had tied her pinafore dress with a towel from the Three Broomsticks, like some cosplay of her mother.

“It confuses me.” Clora’s reply, so honest in her words, made Winnie immediately turn back to glance at her. Clora was uncommon in admitting confusion, at least Winifred thought so, so she listened intently. “I’m so used to perfecting everything - back in school, I mean. Everything had to be perfect to pass, and for trials.” Her voice felt solemn, reflective. “It’s just strange to me that I haven’t felt that in some time.” 

Winifred didn’t feel the same way. Winnie was lazy to the core, half-assed the keepers trials, and due to her lazy behaviour, got her now-boyfriend a one-way (or so she thought) ticket to Azkaban.

“And the problem is, you don’t know what sort of strange.” Clora continued. “It’s for the better, I know. Yet, there’s some kind of guilt. Maybe it’s because they don’t know the full extent of everything.” Her tone had shifted now. Although she spoke of guilt, her tone seemed reflective, almost curious as to the inner-workings of her young children’s minds.

“Effie’s fourteen - she knows now.” Winnie started in some effort of a thoughtful reply. “Take it from someone with some alternate-universe Sallow child - she shrugged and turned back to playing football.” 

Clora couldn’t help but smile at that, and her smile only widened as she was practically knocked out of her chair by her daughter, launching herself at her mother, giggles flooding the patio space. Lewis dragged his feet as he walked behind, open book in hand, climbing onto the chair, squashed beside his mother. 

Effie stood, some far steps away from her mother, and glancing up at the man beside her, gave an awkward nod. “Fair play.” She mumbled, much to Sebastian’s confusion. Effie always had a blank, unamused look on her face, and it was even more obvious today. “My version of you could barely lift a shopping bag. But, you don’t need to keep impressing your wife.” 

How could you respond to that? Sebastian simply didn’t, other than a somewhat-amused look.

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thought daughter problems and motherhood with ms clora clemons (SALLOW NOW!!) w winnie ms never serious ever

@choccy-milky sorry i swear your fanfic is too good that i had to write for ur lovely characters again!! i hope thats okay, i got inspired by ur amazing work from yesterday!!

also i dont really know how the hogwarts legacy alternate universe things work so take it like the avengers alternate universe pls

[dcvina-claires]

i am a tragedy enjoyer before i am human

[foxglovevibes]

@choccy-milky, I mean, at least we know him being him will make Clora eventually learn to keep on her toes and actually be prepared for unexpected visitors 🤣🤣🤣

seb, the only guy clora needs to watch out for is you LMAO👀💖 ((based off a scene from the newest chap of my fic, which you can read here!))

[searchingforglendowerwithleah]

Hey guys for my mental health can we all ignore Noah being the hanged man card and focus on Ronan being the Lovers

[tapeworrmart]

Some of my fav fan arts I did in 2024! 🦂💖

This year I took mental health leave from uni and therefore I spent a lot of time having nothing to do other than draw and put all my energy there. It was difficult not to let it consume me, and I think in future I want to put less pressure on myself. But I think my art has really come a way this year with focus on multiple character peices and more colour :). Hope to keep drawing things I love, and thank you to those who liked what I do this year, really appreciate you 💖

[shrineofapollon]

an appreciation post for the animals Apollon is associated with

[dhamcestor]

wowie thanks so much for the new team shirts mister ocelot

[literallyjusttoa]

I remembered that mouse I gave Apollo a while ago so I made a couple of sketches for him. His name is Phulax and he deserves the world actually.

[dennisman0123]

FOXHOUND 😮

[lyrablack1883]

I regret it

The moment the incomplete prophecy was delivered from the raven’s beak. The snake’s fate was sealed. Through a series of entangled words, the two was tied from then on. Because the snake believed the raven’s words as truth, because the snake believed the raven was his, through its words alone, the raven sentenced the snake to death.

It was laughable how he spoke coldly “I regret it” as he left the other’s body bleeding to death. How he regret having to throw away such useful instrument. How laughable it is to be revealed that the man was never his, despite possessing it, holding it, and using it for years. Just like how the elder wand was never his.

[littlealienproducts]

Gobilincore 15mm Washi Tape (1 roll) by eloisedraws

[gomzdrawfr]

In another episode of gomz finding old doodles from her twt

[person25]

Barty you will always be a ravenclaw with pathetic daddy issues to me🫶

[lockhartandlych]

stealing this because op is a terf. this would make such a baller tattoo.