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I am Hollow ([info]coerciveconsent) wrote,
@ 2009-06-04 22:55:00
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The NecRomancer - Art/Fic 3

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Title: The NecRomancer [3/?]
Author/Artist: [info]coerciveconsent (siriuslysnogged: LJ)
Pairing: Snape/Granger
Rating: Mature
Summary: A lonely necromancer searches for an answer. The one he finds cares naught for the question. What, if anything, can he do to make her see things his way?
Warnings: AU magical world. Chan (Granger is 12; Snape is 31). An overall dark and dubious work in limerick/art form.
Notes: This is an experimental piece. I'm not sure where it will go, or where it will end. Updates may be infrequent- but I'll link everything together to make it easy.
Notes 2: The middle panel is 1/2 photo manip--I'm not linking to the original because I don't want to involve picture taker in this creepy art. Brushes were used for trees, but I have no idea where I got them. Boytoy got offended by Snape's penis size; esp when I said they look better drawn bigger. *dork hat* Sorry this is late[ish]---school is kicking my arse.

First Page: Here.
Second Page: Here.

Tempt Not A Desperate Man
-Shakespeare




Limerick in entirety, thus far:

There once was a lone necromancer
Who sought a life-changing enhancer
When he found a young girl
Caught up in water’s whirl
He decided this was his answer

Alas this girl was quite unique
In that she could not breathe nor speak
He cared not a tittle
For it mattered little
When her un-death he would soon wreak

He brewed until the dawning sun
When his work became nearly done
And then with a grunt
One mustn’t be blunt
He gave himself till there was none








Thanks for all the support thus far, it means a lot to me :)


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Also: originally posted Feb 19th 09' --- I suck at updating IJ.


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