evandar: (Bard x Thranduil)
Dear Innumerable Stars Author,

First of all, I'm so, so sorry that this letter is late up. My sign-up was very last minute so I'm afraid this is going to be a bit anti-climactic as well as late.

Onwards! )

And that's it! Again, I'm so sorry that this letter is so late up. I hope that some of the prompts resonate for you and that you enjoy your time writing for this challenge.

Thank you so much for my fic (and your patience!),
Evandar
evandar: (Loki)
Thank you so much for signing up and for creating fic for this fest. I'm really looking forward to reading what you come up with, and I'm sure that I'll absolutely love it.

On a general note, my DNWs are non-con, physical or psychological abuse, and extreme angst (of the suicidal kind). I really, really can't read them so I'd appreciate it if you avoided them as much as possible. I'd also much prefer to receive canon-divergence or canon-AUs rather than anything involving the present day, coffee shops or high school. Apart from that, I'm very much an anything goes kind of person.

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Thanks again, Mystery Author! I'm really looking forward to seeing what you come up with.
evandar: (Company of Wolves)
Title: Redemption Retreat
Author: Evandar
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: R
Genre: Horror/Psychological
Pairing: Rabastan Lestrange/Neville Longbottom - onesided
Warnings: Psychological Horror, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Referenced Character Death, Memory Loss, Stream of Consciousness, Personality Erasure, Magical Trauma, Self Mutilation
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and am making no profit from this story.
Summary: Redemption Retreat: A Last-chance Rehabilitation Centre for Criminal Minds was the alternative to a life-sentence in Azkaban after the Second War. It promised a final chance at peace and forgiveness through daily treatments and constructive activities. That's what the leaflets in the library said when Willow tried to read them, before the words started swimming on the page and the fog closed in and he forgot why he wanted to read them in the first place.
Author's Notes: Written for the 2017 [community profile] hp_darkarts Horror Fest.

The Healer said so... )
evandar: (Company of Wolves)
Title: Said the Spider
Author: Evandar
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Drama
Pairing: Gellert Grindelwald/Harry Potter
Warnings: Timetravel, Master of Death!Harry, Seer!Grindelwald, Manipulation
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and am making no profit from this story.
Summary: Gellert is nothing like the horror that was Voldemort; Grindelwald is a symptom of the same social disease, but his is a slow and subtle kind of terror. He’s a spider at the centre of a web of futures, plucking at strings to see how the flies begin to panic in their binds. Harry thinks that he’s beautiful.
Author's Notes: Written for [personal profile] hprarefest. Thanks, as ever, go to S for agreeing to be my beta once more and for whipping this piece into shape – any remaining errors are entirely my own. Thanks also go to R for continuing her dedicated work as a sounding board and for reminding me that I’m still allowed to have fun.

Harry leans back on his bar stool as Grindelwald slides in next to him... )
evandar: (Company of Wolves)
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May/December romance? Curtain fic? Bwahahahaha <3
evandar: (Itachi)
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evandar: (Directions)
skeletons in the closet
sacrifice
family
substance addiction



Ah, I really like this one. I kind of have an idea already, so I think I got lucky - but late fest ficcing first. Oh god I'm late on an extension whyyyyyyyy am I such a flake The April challenge is always for a crossover - the last one I did can be found here
evandar: (Itachi)
Thank you so much for signing up and for creating fic for this fest. I'm really looking forward to reading what you come up with, and I'm sure that I'll absolutely love it.

On a general note, my squicks are non-con, abuse of any kind, and extreme angst (of the suicidal kind). I really, really can't read them so I'd appreciate it if you avoided them as much as possible. Apart from that, I'm very much an anything goes kind of person. I don't have all that many prompts for this fest - the kink tags are pretty self explanatory, but there are some details below the cut.

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evandar: (Directions)
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evandar: (Company of Wolves)
Written for this.

Newcastle Gothic


- The road-signs point to The North. Only ever to The North. As more and more flash by, The North stops being a place and becomes more of a...presence. As you approach, a faceless angel the colour of rust and dried blood looms on the horizon, staring sightlessly down from its perch.

- The world is grey. The buildings, the streets, the sky, the water - everything is grey. And when the sea fret slithers up the Tyne to settle inland, and the air tastes of salt and seaweed, you think you might drown here.

- The mines are closed. The shipyards are closed. The old men who worked in them mutter into their pint glasses and cast narrow-eyed looks to the grey sky. They sit and rot and rust and wither and their low grumblings slip into dreams. The mines are closed. The shipyards are closed. But you dream of steel all the same and wake with black dust ground into your skin.

- The language rises and falls like whalesong - queer and eldritch. Barely English. It slips into your brain and pulls at ancestral memory; dark as the core of the earth and as dangerous as the tides that dragged you here. Sea and coal and sweat.

- There is a castle here. You've never seen it. You don't know where to look for it. You don't need to. You can feel it. The castle has seen you, and it waits for you at the heart of its labyrinth.

- There is a second castle. This one, you know; this one, you all know. St James' Park towers on the top of the hill, demanding pilgrimage. An army clad in black and white ride hope and hippocampi into its concrete halls; their roars fill the sky like thunder.

- You do not mention the plague pit. No one mentions the plague pit, and yet you know of it, and that knowledge twists in your brain and your gut as a hen party shrieks and staggers too close.

- The Quayside is a maze of narrow, twisted streets filled with red neon and howling. You slide through the crowds and avert your gaze from a young woman vomiting red into a gutter. The city demands its sacrifice.

- The fair situates itself over the old gallows, where witches were hanged. The grey sky darkens and the rain begins. It is summer. Rain drips from your hair and your nose, soaks into your skin. You listen to the screams.

- Those from the Outside look on in wonder as you pass. Bundled in scarves and coats to protect them from the wind and the bone-deep chill that rises from the river, they don't understand that the cold means nothing. You are Viking, you are Selkie, you are Geordie, and the cold has no dominion. They shiver. They do not understand.

- You can never leave. Not really. The North is a presence and it's been latched onto your soul from the day you were born. You go, you run as far as you can, but there is a day - there is always a day - when the sea in your blood pulls you to your door. "Am gannin yem" you say when people ask, queer and eldritch, with a voice that rises and falls like whalesong; eerie and incomprehensible.
evandar: (Default)
With LJ's servers being in Russia, I've seen a lot of people importing their stuff onto DW in the last few days. I've done the same, mostly to have a back-up of fics and comments just in case something does happen, and will now be crossposting fics to both sites. DW will remain a personal journal as well (my LJ is just for fic), so if you're new here then please don't be surprised by the occasional ramble.
evandar: (Bard x Thranduil)
So, part of 2016's overwhelming shittiness led to me losing a lot of confidence in fandom. It's not right and it's not fair - there are a huge number of wonderful, supportive, active, and creative people that I know through DW and LJ that I admire deeply, and fannishness is such a huge part of my identity that...it hurt. Being harrassed by some members of fandom on a site that will go unmentioned hurt a lot. Dropping out of fests - including Yuletide - is fucking horrible and I hated doing it, but...I couldn't. I really just couldn't.

I don't want to angst too hard on here because ugh. But yeah, that basically sums up my motivation for participating in [community profile] snowflake_challenge. There's a hell of a lot of stuff going on in RL that I can't cope with and that needs changing, but I'm taking this as an opportunity to claim a little bit of my fan-identity back for myself.




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Day 1: Self Recs

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So that's it! That's my three self-recs. Honorable mentions go to The Kings of the North (The Hobbit;PG-13;Thranduil/Bard), Drunk Love Baby (Harry Potter;NC-17;Sirius/Harry), and The Third Brother (Harry Potter;NC-17;Ignotus Peverell/Albus Dumbledore, Harry/Ginny, Ignotus Peverell/Ginny; TW: Necrophilia) which were all runners up.
evandar: (Itachi)
Looking good... )
evandar: (Company of Wolves)
It's that time of year again ~

If you would like a Christmas/Yule/holiday-of-choice card this winter then comment down below with your address (comments are, of course, screened). I'm going to be including ficlets in the cards, so if you have a particular pairing or scenario that you would like to see and have as your very own, then just let me know. (You all know my fandoms by now, I think, so...)

Also, my apologies for being a total flake with reading/writing/commenting/EVERYTHING this year. It's been...not good.
evandar: (Default)
Thank you so much for signing up and for creating fic for this fest. I'm really looking forward to reading what you come up with, and I'm sure that I'll absolutely love it.

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So there's the letter. I'm so, so sorry it took me so long to post. Best of luck with the writing! I can't wait to see what you come up with.

Evandar
evandar: (Bellatrix)
Title: Hope
Author: Evandar
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Drama
Pairing: One-sided Sirius Black/Regulus Black, brief mention of Remus/Sirius
Warnings: Timetravel, implied (desired) sibling incest
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and am making no profit from this story.
Summary: Regulus had a contingency plan going into the cave: if he died, his memories would be sent through time into his fourteen-year-old self. Now in the past, Regulus’ hopes for destroying the Dark Lord depend on persuading his estranged brother to help him.
Author's Notes: I paired Regulus with someone other than Barty AGAIN. WTF?! This was written for [livejournal.com profile] hptimetravel's 2016 fest. It may - may - one day be expanded upon, but no promises.

Love hasn’t made Regulus any less of a Slytherin... )
evandar: (Bellatrix)
Title: Dream Boy
Author: Evandar
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: R
Genre: Psychological/Romance
Pairing: Diary Horcrux!Tom Riddle/Harry Potter
Warnings: Extreme underage (Harry is 12), manipulative relationship
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and am making no profit from this story.
Summary: Self-preservation is what Tom was created for. So when he discovers the Horcrux in Harry’s scar, he decides to preserve that too. Of course, that doesn’t mean that he can’t enjoy himself in the process.
Author's Notes: My third submission for [livejournal.com profile] hp_crossgenfest this year.

Harry is like him in a way... )
evandar: (Bellatrix)
Title: Keeping Secrets
Author: Evandar
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Angst/Romance
Pairing: Sirius Black/Harry Potter
Warnings: Underage (Harry is 15), secret relationship, rough sex, shower sex, anal play, dirty talk
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and am making no profit from this story.
Summary: Harry knows that it’s wrong, sneaking around with Sirius like this. He knows that they both know it’s wrong. What he doesn’t know is why Sirius started it when he can barely look Harry in the eye afterwards.
Author's Notes: This was written for this year's fabulous [livejournal.com profile] hp_crossgenfest.


He hates this... )
evandar: (Loki)
Thank you so much for signing up and for creating fic for this fest. I'm really looking forward to reading what you come up with, and I'm sure that I'll absolutely love it.

Read more... )

Thanks again for writing for me, Mystery Author!

Evandar
evandar: (Bellatrix)
Title: Und bist du nicht willig, so brauch ich Gewalt
Author: Evandar
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: G
Genre: Gen
Warnings: Terribly drawn hands
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and am making no profit from this story.
Summary: Oh father, oh father, oh can you not hear/What the Elf King is whispering into my ear
Author's Notes: Painted for this year's [livejournal.com profile] hp_crossgenfest. I haven’t painted anything in years (read: ten/eleven), but I love Goethe’s poetry - especially The Erl King – and I loved the idea of making something based on that for this fest.

Oh father... )

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