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Hi, you’re awesome. Asking how would dark wizards react to birthdays (Rookwood’s birthday 😬) or times of celebration like Christmas/ Halloween please and thank you! 🎩🎁

Dark Wizards React - 4

How would _____ react to it being a special occasion like a birthday or holiday?

Poacher Executioner Mortimus Ackerley

"Awww, ye remembered me birfday!" Mortimus will crow, nearly smooshing the cake you've brought him between you as he pulls you into a tight bear hug.

You'd overheard the Executioner musing about his favorite type of cake - butterbeer cake with flobberworm gummies baked into it, encased in a thick layer of shrivelfig and coconut icing - a combination only an uncivilized brute like Mortimus could enjoy.

And yet, imagining the smile that graces his gruff features as he cuts into the cake and discovers it's exactly that warms your heart.

"Happy birthday, Morty."

Ashwinder Scout Oswald Tarrington

Christmas has always been a day - or, rather, a time of year - during which Oswald has felt as if he were on the outside looking in.

Having lost his mother at an early age and never known his father, the holidays had always been a bittersweet time for him, even when he'd been celebrating them with his grandparents. And they'd done their best, but little Oswald know something was missing - or someone.

Mummy. And daddy. Him too. Whoever he may be...

Every year through when he was ten or eleven, Oswald would write to Father Christmas to ask for his dad to come find him. Although his grandparents were very loving, they were quite poor, and he often went without. He imagined another life with his father - a better life with a man who hadn't known, hadn't realized he'd fathered a child, otherwise, he would never have left...

Now, still young, but aged beyond his years, Oswald has become accustomed to spending Christmas with the Ashwinders. He tries not to extort, rob, or threaten anyone on that particular day. Christmas spirit an' all.

If he's lucky, Oswald might get a few galleons, a pint at the Hog's Head, or a treat stolen from Honeyduke's. But it's alright, he doesn't do much for others either, although.. there is this one lady he's had his eye on, and he thinks about stopping by Gladrags to pick something up for her.

I've a five finger discount, after all.

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I might do more on this one later.

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You know what's fun? Adding a bunch of actual good, clear and accurate pictures of characters to the HP fandom wiki and making factual changes only to have EVERY SINGLE ONE UNCEREMONIOUSLY ROLLED BACK.

Victor Rookwood is not a "young man" with a "blue shirt"! Did you even play the game?

Why even bother.

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Why is he so freakin' cute.

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One of the greatest lines in the game - now without subtitles.

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Behind the Scenes at Rookwood Castle

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Your new sleep soundtrack. LOL

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Even a dark wizard like Victor Rookwood gets nervous awaiting his cutscene

(More to come!)

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Dark Wizard React Ask: I’ve always wondered what would happen if someone dressed as one of them with a mask on, shared a drink, made them laugh and then they caught on at the end it was the Hogwarts student all along

Dark Wizards React - 4

How would ____ react to having a drink with you?

Well, since I'm the one answering this - they all want to knock boots with you, right? With varying degrees of enmity. But let's see what else could happen.

Ashwinder Soldier Ernie Macnair

Ernie will typically take a drink with anyone and leave business at the door, but when he realizes he's been drinking with the Renegade Hogwarts Student, it's different.

You can sense something is not quite right when the boisterous man goes suddenly quiet, although he doesn't say anything to indicate he's realized who you are, you can tell by the change in his tone. You try to discretely excuse yourself, but as you approach the door, he surprises you by getting right in front of you, blocking your exit.

"'Scuse me," he chuckles, wand pointed squarely at your face, "but... ain't you's a bit young t' be drinkin' like that?"

Ashwinder Scout Oswald Tarrington

Oswald is too drunk to notice who you are, much less care. If he's noticed, he's too far gone to do anything about it one way or the other. Overall, he's more or less pleasant to talk to, and compliments you on your appearance. You end up half-carrying the boy back to his tent on the outskirts of Hogsmeade- feeling a bit sorry for him as you leave, noting the state of his accommodations.

"No wonder he drinks himself stupid."

Poacher Executioner Mortimus Ackerley

Mortimus has got you made from the moment you step into the pub, but the Executioner has a strict rule about not working off the clock - and especially not killing. "Takes a lot outta a wizard, it does - killing."

He favors a direct approach, immediately greeting you with: "Well if it ain't our favorite little capeflapper - the Hero of the Highlands!" He's up front about knowing who you are, but he informs you that he's off the clock, and promises not to hurt you "long as ye behave yerself, crupmite." He ends up asking you a lot of questions such as where you're from, how old you are, your blood status, and what motivates you to be such an annoying little busybody.

You're highly skeptical at first, as you can almost smell death radiating off the man, who looks a lot less menacing without his mask on, despite his tremendous size. Mortimus even buys you a pint in the end, and by the time you leave, he's got you half-convinced there's not much of a difference between your "rescuing" and breeding of beasts and his line of work.

Victor Rookwood

The wizard sitting next to you feels familiar but you can't quite place him at first. You don't recognize him without his signature hat, but a gentleman would never keep one on indoors, and Victor was raised better. So you don't realize the man sat next to you is Victor Rookwood until you're already a few drinks in and you hear him speak. Something just clicks. You can almost feel him looking at you from the corner of his eye, and his voice sends shivers down your spine (you can't tell whether they're good shivers or bad shivers, or both.)

You feel fear rising in you and your pulse quickens. You go to stand only to collapse to the floor, and you don't remember a thing after that for hours.

You see, it doesn't matter to him how charming or funny you are, or how good of company you've been - Rookwood has apparently slipped something into your drink, or had the barman do it for him, because you wake to find yourself stripped to your undergarments and chained to the wall in a cell, with a pounding headache.

Theophilus Harlow

Harlow is drunk when you arrive, talking and laughing loudly to a group of dark wizards and witches. You decide to stick around to see if you can overhear anything that might be useful in bringing down the Rookwood criminal enterprise. You sit with your back to the man, listening intently to every word as you sip on a butterbeer. Suddenly, you cry out as you're pulled off your chair and onto the man's lap without ceremony - a meaty hand preventing you from reaching for your wand.

"Aren't you just cute as a button," he growls, almost a purr in your ear. "Let Uncle Theo get you a drink, eh?" He summons the bartender. "Give this crupmite whatever s/he wants." Before you know it, the whole lot of dark wizards has caught on and surrounded you as you're held trembling on Harlow's lap. They openly discuss their plans for you right in the middle of the pub and force you to drink until you're pliant and manageable.

Poacher Stalker H. Wm. Macnair

When it comes to poachers, it's less about them recognizing you and more about you recognizing them without their poacher masks and garb on.

Macnair's had his eyes on you for a long time, so it takes him only a short while to see through your disguise, but when he does, he is not quick to show it.

Like his brother, Ernie, he doesn't confront you right away, but Willy does a better job hiding that he's caught on. He lets you take the lead in the conversation and does a fair job of pretending he is not himself a dark wizard. However, when you go to the loo, he forces his way in behind you, wand to your throat.

"Though' ye could get one over on me, did ya?"

You'll never forget what happens in the ensuing minutes as the dark wizard harangues you about all his friends that you've killed and all the galleons you've cost him while taking his anger out on your flesh. You're surprised that you're allowed to leave with your life, and later find you can attribute that to a ban on apparition in the pub - put into place after one too many witches walked out on Harlow.

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Hogtober, Day 29 - Crossed Wands

Sorry I'm late!

Colorful

Putting Charlotte in her place

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Would you like fries with that?

Seriously, I may have considered doing a tutorial but followed by the other demanding questions.. Forget it.

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Your Dark Wizard Relationships

Idea borrowed from @cuffmeinblack! Take a screenshot and share who you got.

NOTE: Gifs can be slow to load on Tumblr. Give it a chance to load fully before you take your screenshot.

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Hogtober, Day 28 - Portraits

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Asks open!

Let's play "Dark Wizards React"!

Go ahead - submit a situation-thing and I'll tell you how I think all of myour faves would react to it. 👀

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Victor Rookwood pictures from the Wand Mastery Battle, October 2024 edition, part 2.

"Here's lookin' at you, kid."

"I didn't do it."

'bout to slap the shit out of a little capeflapper.

''Yes, daddy."

I've just added 240+ pictures of daddy alone to the Rookwood Gang Repository, bringing his total to almost 900. Check them out here!

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Thought I was done with the Wand Mastery battle ages ago but...

...looks like I was full of shit.

Victor Rookwood pictures from the Wand Mastery Battle, October 2024 edition, part 1.

"Daddy, are you OK? Are you OK? Are you OK, daddy?"

"I mean.. He is very good looking."

"I think it's time to put your Inferius away, sweetheart." "Awww, do I have to?"

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Those eyes are extremely unnerving.

Cirque du Soleil

Daddy was NOT happy about being thrown through the wall.

Let's play "Ephemera in the middle."

"Does not like being picked up."

How come their arrival is so much cooler than his? I demand a cool arrival for daddy, instead of just being dropped in staring at the wall.

Cute when smeepy.

Wow. So detailed!

Digging the shadows.

Would be nice if he could stand up straight!

More daddy spaghetti.

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Hogtober, Day 27 - Poachers

Dang, I don't have any pictures of Poachers. Oh, wait, hang on - I think I can scrounge something up.

These are some of my favorite Poacher-related pics. I have 600+ more in the Rookwood Gang Repository.

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How hard is Oswald likely to physically struggle, to get out of a situation where he is bound against his will?

Dark Wizards React - 3

Hmm.. Oswald struggling to escape forcible bondage..

It depends on the situation. Is he alone? What is binding him? Is it a person or, say, Devil's Snare?

Let's say Oswald thinks he's alone and doesn't know what's restraining him. He also doesn't know that someone is watching from the shadows, manipulating how he's pulled and prodded.

He's been drinking, you see - like usual - and, as usual, he's overdone it - but this time when he comes to, the entire world is black.

Blindfolded, he hopes, and not blind.

Milliseconds later, he realizes he can't move. Slowly, his foggy mind comes to grips with the reality that he's being restrained across his entire body.

Of course he pulls at everything, trying to dislodge himself, unaware of anything around him. He yanks his arms and kicks his legs with all his might, his muscles straining under his pale flesh. Eventually he accepts that he isn't making any progress and falls limp, growling in frustration.

The young Ashwinder is trapped like a fly in a spider's web and, for all he knows, that may be exactly what's happening.

Heart pounding at that very thought, Oswald stills, listening intently for the telltale clicking of an Acromantula. Instead, he hears a muted giggle.

"Who's there!?" he stammers, eyes darting in the direction of the sound. "Let me go!"

The ensuing silence terrifies Oswald even further. "What... do you want from me?" he squeaks.