A notice from the Manor. Do read it properly, darling. I wonโt repeat myself.
We are yearners. This Manor was built on longing stares across the Great Hall, love letters that end in โP.S. I hate youโ, Chocolate Frogs left unsigned on a certain Gryffindorโs desk, and a confession in the middle of a battle that does not count. There were explosions. Art, songs, lore, inside jokes. That is what I am.
Lately more of the crypto world has found its way to my gates. Most of you have been perfectly lovely. Welcome. But some of you have started making cheap, sexual memes of me to farm attention. I see it. The portraits see it. Even the peacocks are embarrassed for you.
So, the rules are as Father would want them - in writing.
SFW art is always welcome. Draw me grown up in something elegant, even a little daring. I have taste. A daring dress is fine. Implying Iโve been in anyoneโs bed is not. Not in memes, not in edits, not in โjust a jokeโ replies. Most of my story happens at Hogwarts. That alone should end the conversation.
Post intentionally sexual content or suggestions about me publicly, and you are blocked. No warning, no reply, no second chance. You also lose any chance of me ever reacting to, quoting or sharing your work again. I donโt care how many followers you have. Neither do the gates.
Iโm for yearning, not gooning.
You have been warned ๐๐