For @thepromptfoundry's OC-tober, I Thought I'd Post About The Future Of Julian Potter, An OC In My Hinny

For @thepromptfoundry's OC-tober, I thought I'd post about the future of Julian Potter, an OC in my hinny fic come morning light.

19-year-old Julian Lyle Potter, former political reporter, now press liaison for the Department of Magical Legislation is determined to be better than his predecessor and combat the accusations of nepotism - which is kind of hard since his mother was a former Minister for Magic, his brother is Deputy Head Auror and said brother's best friend is Undersecretary to the Head of his department. He is definitely not expecting to fall in love with his boss, single dad Dennis Creevey.

OC-TOBER DAY 4 - IN THEIR YOUTH

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CT-1646's youth was just like any other children's. Well, just like any other cadet's on Kamino. He knew the expectations and he exceeded them always just the little to make sure he wouldn't be next to disappear in the night. There was safety in numbers whether it was about sticking to his many brothers, aiming for 100% and a little more on his test results, and not choosing a name so he won't grab any unwanted attention.

A silent wish to disappear from prying eyes. Being a shadow, just whispered echo, barely a memory in everyone's mind.

Who is more perfect candidate for being an assassin?

Rite of Spring - day 6: untimely death

entry for Bump in The Night by @thepromptfoundry :]

tw: implied murder.

1909

Juliet. 

 Spring is often symbolized with the birth of new life. The flowers bloom, the bluebirds sing their song, the newborn fawn is taking their first step through the meadow of a forest.

 Spring is when you don’t expect anything to die in her wake, spring is when you expect new beginnings, new hope, with the scent of sweetgrass and the birdsong of tomorrow. When Juliet found herself awake, she did not smell the flowers, or heard the birdsong, or feel the sunshine on her skin. She found herself at the end of the staircase, the bloodstains on the steps as though someone was dripping something and it got on the staircase, the axe was at the bottom of the stairs like it was dropped hastily against the floor, matching the red stains. 

Juliet blinked, and then, her eyes widened when she touched the deep gashes on her chest, like she was chopped like a piece of wood. The wounds, now staining her fingers. Her breathing grew shaky, even though there had no longer been any air in her lungs. 

 Not anymore.

Week one of inktober following @thepromptfoundry’s Prompts that Go Bump in the Night

Individual prompts below

Day 1: Too many eyes

Day 2: A whisper in the Dark

Day 3: Someone who shouldn’t be there

Day 4: Vampires

Day 5: Blood

Day 6: An untimely death

October 6 - Alone with their thoughts

This is Noah. I didn’t really have ideas for this one.

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OC-tober day 7 alone with their body

A World of Warcraft fanfiction for @thepromptfoundry event OC-tober 2024 day 7 alone with their body featuring my Blood Elf warlock oc Kyzia.

Inside her room and lighted by green fires on candles, Kyzia the blood elf warlock sit on the floor as she try to tap into other realms for powers, having put glowing ruins on her body.