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Chapter 59 sneak peek!

Severus dreamed.

This did not happen — often. He didn’t allow it to happen. Severus reckoned he would have gone quite mad already, had he allowed himself to slip into them every night. In his dreams, the specters of the past, clad in memories soaked with regret and remorse, would come prowling — haunting him.

But tonight, against his volition, he dreamed.

He was walking through the Forest, his chest tight with some unnameable thing he didn’t understand. The treeline was dark, tinged with an eerie green light Severus recognized but ignored, trying instead to focus on his footfalls. He did not run — he was looking for someone —

He became aware of her after a moment or so, like she had heard his silent call.

She looked up at him as she matched his pace. She was younger — eleven — around the time he had first met her, with her prison-ward hair and swimming in her cousin’s clothes. Her hand slipped into one of his, and then the other, as though she were suddenly leading him.

Severus stared down at her, his chest felt as though it were crushing him, his heart and ribs and anything in between creating a rockslide from within. Her eyes were like the space between stars.

She spoke then, in a voice so innocent it was catastrophic.

“Did you know?” she asked him.

The question hung in the air, thick and unsettling. He swallowed. The ghostlike image of her stared up at him, her eyes filled with such potent curiosity that it was nearly unbearable.

Was it innocence or accusation he saw there? Could he even tell the difference anymore?

He tried to answer, but found himself choking on the words. There was something they were doing, somewhere they were going, but there was dread clawing at the edges of his consciousness, warning him. It didn't want him to follow, but something in her eyes compelled him.

“Did you know?” she asked again, stronger, this time. “Did you?”

All around them the Forest fell silent, as though the trees were straining to hear his answer. He could feel something else watching, now. Something with eyes for the girl.

“Quiet,” he hissed down at her. Severus tried to pull her near, but she strained against him, keeping her hands clenched around his, pulling them to a halt.

“Did you know?” the last word was a shout as he dragged her through the brush — he was gripping her, now, and she thrashed behind her as she dug her heels into the ground. She was much stronger than she should have been, for eleven. She’d been so small, so young, when she’d fought against his hold as the letter burned in the hearth —

From the treeline, from the green light, emerged a hooded figure.

Severus came to a halt, his hand gripping one of her wrists. The figure walked closer, each step deliberate, each step as graceful as if she were walking on air.

Her hood lifted.

It was — her.

Older, older than she was now. Her cheeks were hollow and hair darker, darker than wine or rust and they matched her eyes — blood in water scarlet. And it was her — the damnable scar on her forehead and dusting of freckles over her nose, but she was different, she was —

Before he could process what he was seeing, what it meant, the younger had pried herself free of her grip. She was walking towards the elder.

“No,” Severus found his voice. “No —”

The elder held out her hand. The girl took it gingerly, and looked up at her, and Severus felt as though he were gazing into some portal carved into the past, where she had looked at him like that, once, and he had stared back as the elder did now, cold and indifferent and maybe — maybe even with hatred.

“Did he know?” the younger asked her.

The elder smiled, and Severus nearly keeled over because he knew that show of teeth and stretch of skin. How many times had he seen it —

I must say Severus, I am disappointed.

"Even if he did," the elder’s voice was as steady still water, laden with a cutting edge colder than ice. "it wouldn't have mattered."

She raised her arm —

Just as Severus shouted, he woke up.

#aim and ignite #writing until my hands fall off

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shostakobitchh · 20 hours

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Pleinair Paintings by Florian Herold

#aim and ignite #artsy af

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shostakobitchh · 21 hours

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me rewriting this fucking outline for the 38th time

#sam speaks #aim and ignite #im trying to condense #we're looking at a grand finale around 80 #it was originally supposed to be 65 LOL #jokes on me #also not me naming the mirror Slytherin's reveal chapter mirrorball #im too Taylor coded #I need to stop

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shostakobitchh · 21 hours

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So many people get Rhysand and Feyre’s dynamic wrong.

Rhys and Feyre are mirrors, they both would and have done the “wrong” thing in order to save the ones they love. They both would rather take on the struggle alone then share the burden. They both don’t view themselves as worthy of what they have, and can only truly love themselves when they love each other. It’s why they work so well, they both mirror the other.

When Feyre says “I see you” to Rhys it’s incredibly powerful because she’s not only seeing him but herself. Feyre only begins to forgive herself for what she did UTM by realizing that she could never condemn Rhys for his actions, because she would have done the same.

Rhys hatred of Nesta over Elain, is because Nesta does not appreciate (at least outwardly) everything Feyre did. It’s not just about Feyre providing for the family and them not, it’s about her treatment she got for sacrificing everything. Rhys knows what’s that like, Rhys has done that and knows what it’s like to be insulted for it. And while he doesn’t ever try to defend himself when insulted he can’t bear to see Feyre insulted over her sacrifices.

It’s the same way Feyre cannot comprehend how people can disregard and insult what Rhys did to save his people. Feyre goes ape shit over any insult towards Rhys, but more or less tolerates Nesta’s abusive comments towards her.

It’s because she’s his mirror, and he is hers.

And if we’re think of in canon, despite all the problems and plotholes with the pregnancy it makes sense that Feyre would be quick to forgive. Feyre would do the same, if she knew Rhys was going to die she would do everything to find a cure before he died. It’s not right, but Feyre takes on the burden of others the same way Rhys does. She understands him and his actions better then anyone else. And he understands her equally as well.

It’s why they work so well and what most people get wrong about them. Feyre does not have “rose colored” glass for Rhys, she understands him. She knows she would make similar choices and she has made similar choices.

#acotar #the rhysand hate is so wild to me #to expect him to be perfect in everything he does is WILD #feyre isn’t perfect #why are we holding him to a different standard?#also the pregnancy was a lose-lose #i don’t like the way he handled it but he must have felt so guilty for wanting the family and then condemning them all to die #also it’s a crime the sjm did not give us that conversation between them

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shostakobitchh · 1 day

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I reread Aim and Ignite and noted all the male characters that are briefly mentioned in Ariel's Pov's:

Oliver Wood, Dean Thomas, Colin Creevey, Justin Finch-Fletchley.

I bet my chips on Justin. I heard that Blaise Zabini has creature blood, I don't know if it's canon or not, but I think it fits with the Blood Curse part.

Did I come close?

I’m so sorry LOL

None of these characters are (1) the Suitor or (2) the Mystery Slytherin.

Someone actually found the one morsel where I mention the Suitor by name correctly yesterday. I’m not going to say anything but someone commented on a past ask on here. If you go digging I’m sure you can find it.

The Mystery Slytherin is a girl. That’s all I’ll say on her.

I’m loving all the theories! It will make the reveal all the more satisfying 😈

#sam speaks #aim and ignite #ariel vibes #ask #should i start a mystery slytherin and suitor tag #or keep you guys all digging #mwahaha

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shostakobitchh · 2 days

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Snape returning to Voldemort's service post book 4: My Lord, ever since your disappearance I have been by Dumbledore's side working as a teacher at Hogwarts and gathering valuable information which I believe-

Voldemort: You've been a teacher at Hogwarts since 1981?

Snape: Yes, my Lord. And I have-

Voldemort: I see. So when YOU apply to a teaching post when you're barely out of school everyone's fine with it but Merlin forbid I do it. To say nothing of the 10 years of unique experience I brought the second time I applied. What did you say in your interview? What's your secret???

Snape: ?????????

#hp #gof #snape vibes #im crying #snape would be like I DID NOT WANT THE JOB JESUS CHRIST

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Król Olch (Erlkönig by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe) by Kazimierz Olpiński (Polish, 1875--1936)

#aim and ignite #artsy af

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I challenged myself to paint at least(!) one Sirius Black art a month this year, so here is the April painting! And as I haven’t had much time in April, I made a more detailed artwork :') Well, but it was a lot of fun! I also added a close up because I really like his face in this one :)

#hp #sirius vibes #this is like exactly how I picture him

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