#Bertie’s friends are very protective of him

[idanit]

ok now i need to know about your niche country-specific jeeves AU

"Every valet takes great pride / in cooking what his husband likes" an edit of a makatka by @maidblues

(You've probably forgotten about sending this ask. I almost forgot I had a reply sitting in my drafts.)

This is incredibly niche and very hard to do for numerous reasons, but I've been thinking about a Polish Jeeves AU for a good while now. I'm not the best person to come up with the best way to cut almost all politics out from a story set in the 1920s in a country that has just become sovereign and is about to go through some further enormous transformations, so I'm not going to try very hard. Wodehouse's stories already take place in an idyllic sort of fantasy on the theme of interwar and postwar Britain, so I suppose a Polish AU would have to just lean into that even harder.

(Polish aristocracts lost their legal protections in 1921, but let's not think about it too much. Don't think about how you could possibly make "Comrade Bingo" work in a post-1920 Poland either. Etc., etc.)

So we've established that this would have to be some sort of barely recognisable fairytale Poland. But something in me is compelled by the idea of trying this out anyway because there are not a lot of wodehousian stories in Polish literature of the time. Not a lot of comedy without other genres mixed in in general. And one does wonder what it would look like.

Names are tricky. I want Bertram to be Bartłomiej or Bartosz (Bartek in the diminutive). @maidblues likes to give him the surname of Kogucik (rooster) and I toyed with the idea of giving him the Kur (another word for rooster) crest.

As for Jeeves's name, his case is more complicated because as far as I know servants in Poland were usually called by their masters by their first name, and the most common servant (as well as Polish in general) name would probably be Jan. So I'm tempted to make Reginald Jeeves a Jan Regulski or a Jan Reguła (reguła means "a rule").

This choice has the advantage of turning the "Jeeves?" / "Yes, sir?" exchange into "Janie?" / "Tak, jaśnie panie?". It rhymes. I find this amusing.

Servants at the time were overwhelmingly female, especially those who worked alone and for a single person/household, but we're going to ignore that.

Bertie is an aristocrat living in Warsaw, since it's the capital city, but his family is from some Mazovian dworek (manor house).

Aristocracy was not quite as much of an exclusive club as it was in Britain (some historians say it made up 10% of Polish society). Bertie probably says his ancestors fought at Grunwald, but he would likely bring up the Romanticism and the XVII century a lot as well, because they were as alive in the Polish public consciousness of the time as Middle Ages were in the mind of a certain kind of Englishman. Bertie could lean into something commonly called "the pride of the Sarmatians" (duma sarmacka).

Bertie's school is important. Everything depends on this, I think — Bertie's language, his friends, his club. Wealthy aristocrats did send their children abroad sometimes, so he could even have a typical British public school education even if he'd be unlikely to attend Eton and Oxford, specifically, but this feels like a cop-out, so I'm going to assume he was a student at some Polish university and not think about it too much lest I get caught up in the timelines of what university in what partition of Poland it would make sense for him to attend.

Bertie's way of speaking. My heart wants to make Bertie use some elements from the Warsaw subdialect because it's very fun and it would fit him, but regrettably, I think it's too working-class for him. I am fascinated by the idea of Bertie borrowing words from German and Russian in addition to French, though. He'd probably make use of some form of gwara uczniowska (student slang), too.

And Jeeves could know the Warsaw subdialect well, even if he would probably not use it while speaking to the members of the aristocracy (I'm pretty sure an early version of canon Jeeves spoke with a subtle Cockney accent, calling Bertie "guv’nor"). I wanted to make him a Warsaw local, perhaps with some family in the countryside, perhaps in the former Prussian partition, since I think the level of literacy was higher there and I need a way for Jeeves to have a chance of getting some education.

The Drones. There were no gentlemen's clubs, so I think the Drones would have to be a coffeehouse, a restaurant, or a szynk / pub called "Truteń"/"U Trutnia"/"Pod Trutniem". It's a significant change because they were not exclusive places, but it's the best I can think of. Coffeehouses in particular had a rich tradition as cultural places where people spent hours and hours on discussions. I think a Polish equivalent of a Drones Club could even serve as a tongue-in-cheek satire on artistic groups like Skamandryci. The Polish Drones would just have to take their gambling elsewhere. (@maidblues came up with another name for a Drones-like place that served food: Darmozjad. I love the pun — the word means someone useless, lit. someone who eats for free.)

As for the Junior Ganymede (Ganimedes), I think it would be a stowarzyszenie (club/society) without its own venue. Its members would probably meet at regular conventions. Here, I see an opportunity of some comedic nods to the tradition of "zjazdy", which in the centuries past were politically significant meetings of the aristocracy.

Bertie sings Mieczysław Fogg's songs.

Jeeves knows quotes from Mickiewicz and Słowacki (Polish Romantic poets) by heart.

Bertie is bi/multillingual enough to run off to Paris instead of New York City every now and then. Not quite putting an ocean between you and your aunt, but far enough for Ciotka Agata not to follow him.

I'm unlikely to ever finish writing anything for Jeeves in Polish, so, to finish things off, have this contextless excerpt from some draft of mine:

Mam na myśli tyle tylko, że podczas półtygodniowego pobytu, w którym jaśnie panowi udało się wpaść do sadzawki, zaręczyć, zostać pogryzionym, rozsierdzić Spodkowskiego i obrazić trzy stateczne matrony, choć nie dokładnie w tej kolejności, Jan ocalił mój ulubiony garnitur (bez krawata), zgrabnie mnie odręczył, opatrzył i odwiózł do Warszawy, a skroni jego nie zrosiła nawet mgiełka potu. Wspaniały człowiek. Obsypałem go, rzecz jasna, pewną ilością marek, ale wydawało mi się to zgoła niewystarczające. Dusza moja śpiewała, wolna jak ptak bez obrączki, a mój wybawca miał z tego tylko trochę świstków papieru, które i tak natychmiast wyśle rodzinie spoza stolicy — znałem go doskonale.

[tttewolves]

The Wolf Brothers (Thomas, James, and Percy) are Completed!💙❤️💚

I would like to help @ttteanimalau for drawing on what I picture Thomas, James, and Percy as wolves!💙❤️💚

They are like adoptive brothers to Faylen, and they all get into sorts of mischief and adventure!😆😆😆

Here are 6 facts for each of The Main Trio!👀

Thomas💙🐺:

Thomas loves to pull on pranks on others, especially Gordon cause he finds him as his ‘favourite target’.

Thomas has two squirrels friends he rescued from the harsh winter, and these squirrels sisters name are Annie and Clarabel.

Thomas loves to race with other wolves, and he also loves to race with Bertie the Fox, and sometimes they debate which path is better.

Thomas is secretly afraid of ghosts, but he tried to look brave, and he does a better job at looking braver than James.

Thomas loves to play ‘Predators vs. Prey’, where more than two wolves ‘hunt’ down and tackle their ‘prey’. Thomas teams up with Percy and James and chase after Faylen and when they tackle her, they give her puppy kisses.

Thomas hates fish and will NOT eat them, but his favourite meat is from a bull’s leg, and won’t allow anyone to eat his bull’s leg.

James❤️🐺:

James HATES mud as he would complain that it would ruin his fur, but he will happily bathe by the waterfall.

James likes to annoy others with puns when given the chance, and only Thomas and Faylen finds it funny.

James does take his role as the leader of the hunting seriously, but sometimes Thomas has to help him when he gets impulsive.

James loves it sunbathe on the rock when he winds down and sometimes Thomas and Percy would join along.

James is VERY protective and loyal to his pack, and if anyone hurts them, he will snap and attack.

James loves Faylen as his younger adoptive sister, and she would make flower crowns for him, to which he finds it splendid.

Percy💚🐺:

Percy loves his meat cooked ever since Faylen introduced cooked meat to him, and he would happily eat it.

Percy is slightly chubby, but he just insists that he’s fluffy, and Gordon would sometimes tease his size.

Percy HATES being alone and being alone for too long causes him to have anxiety attack and bad case of depression.

Percy the messenger of the group and would send messages to other packs for information or a warning.

Percy gets VERY grumpy when he’s super tired, but that doesn’t happen often, but when it happens, be careful around him.

Percy always love to spend time with Faylen and when others pick on him, she would stand up for him and comfort him.

You’ll see more wolves and their own facts soon! Again, thank you @ttteanimalau, and remember, bless you all, and you’re all worthy and enough!💖💖💖

If you got any questions, please submit at the ask box!☺️

[rebeccasteventaylor]

Magnus Archives 16! Spoilers below!

Oh, poor Alice. Who’s hugging her? According to the transcript it’s just Celia and there’s comforting stillness (I dunno, sounded more FABRIC RUSTLES to me)

Who did Alice and Sam see die? Did I miss that? Is that something we know? And Celia doesn’t even ask about it as anyone else would so - she knows…

Poor Alice seems so badly shaken, so in need of comfort and protection - I hope she stays safe (as every other character in Magnus who needs comfort and protection stays safe. Nothing bad ever happens to them EVER).

‘I paid my horror dues working here’ damn, Alice knows she is in a horror…and hoped the OIAR would keep her safe.

Bad joke Sam. Very bad joke.

Oh! Oh! A voice for Ink5oul!

Oh my god, Madam Electrum is the worst kind of influencer - totally up her own arse, talks in hashtags and slang she only half understands.

And no, she’s not a proper Goth.

She was DMing Ink5oul? She thought they were friends - even more?

Highgate cemetery? Bit - cliched, isn’t it? And it’s patrolled at night. I know more private cemeteries in London (i absolutely do not hang around in cemeteries after dark. Uh-uh. No way. You’ll never catch me doing something so deliciously dark and forbidden…)

‘Don’t make me break your heart’ ooh, good line…

So - Ink5oul gets ideas from bodies, like the one in Marked?

Look, Madam E, you try to dig into Ink5oul secret, tell everything online, chicken out of the real goth stuff and then mock them online and you’re surprised Ink5oul made a callout video?

What’s the tattoo over her heart? Bees stinging her on her heart over and over again - that sounds like a tattoo needle digging deep..

Sounds like Ink5oul has followers to do their dirty work for them (glad the cats are ok)

‘I just wanted to be noticed’ oh, that’s real. That’s such a cry for help.

And that was Alice listening - Alice who also laughs loud and makes jokes and does everything to draw attention to herself - wanting to be noticed. Wanting to be loved - but everyone leaves her in the end.

Lena is so furious at Gwen bringing Lady Mowbray in! ‘You introduced her to your colleagues! That poses a completely unacceptable risk to your colleagues’

Wait - Lena is worried about the others? Lena wants to protect the others? Lena is trying to make sure they’re safe? Excuse me a second while I readjust all my opinions of Lena. (Maybe that why she couldn’t murder Klaus - not because she was incompetent but because she didn’t want to)

Oh, Gwen. Why didn’t you realise Lady Mowbray is dangerous? I’m rooting for you Gwen, but honestly. This is the kind of behaviour I would expect from the Bouchards of Cheshire - the kind of aristocracy who say ‘Bertie’s a lovely chap, no-one kinder, once beat his valet to death with a shoe but you can’t hold that against him, he’s a sweetie really’

I mean, Gwen is right. Lena is keeping secrets and not training her but now I wonder if she was hoping Gwen could fail so she had a reason not to send her to the Externals - that she was trying to protect Gwen and and all the others?

Ooh, I have a new theory - I already thought Alice was trying to protect everyone and she is trying very hard not to know the horrors. What if Lena is also trying to protect everyone by being the only one who knows all the horrors?

I need more Lena. Right now.

I need someone to love and protect Alice.

Don’t let me down, Gwen

[lovable-chica]

💙Today’s Characters are Thomas and Amber🩵

(sorry for not being active on here, SCHOOL Ugh! But I’m more active during the weekend, holidays and summer)

Now let’s get back to business, I’ll really love Thomas and Friends I wanted my own oc a were-doghuman.

Just to explain that in this T&F au, Thomas and Amber are very close friends, and have a very strong brother and sister relationship.(this is also part of @asktrio516’s human au)

💙Thomas/Amber HeadCanons🩵

💙Their Friendship started when Amber race to the rescue to save Thomas after he was pushing some fish after Sir Topham Hat told him to be careful and left Thomas covered in fish, Amber stepped up to give Thomas support and Cheer him up.

🩵Thomas and Amber both Love too tease Gordon and James, it drives the 2 crazy!

💙Both Thomas, Percy and James see Amber and her sisters as their younger sisters but Amber hates being called “little”, the trio are very protective over this were-doghuman.

🩵Since Thomas has feelings for lady, Amber has the same thing and wants to protect her from that nasty diesel 10, Thomas can be really loving like James when someone he cares about is hurt, like Amber or a Friend.

💙Thomas will sometimes take a cookie and give it to Amber in return, Amber snags of piece of cake and give it to Thomas after their long day of work.(Amber works at Yap’s Hyper Mart).

🩵The Two friends sometimes race with Bertie, Amber skates on the tracks just like Thomas so she puts on her glitter skates shoes and finds it so much fun.

💙Amber will Sometimes Be rude towards Gordon about being so grumpy all the time, but Thomas tells her to calm down, so they often talk about stuff like adventures.

🩵They are NOT a couple, they just see each others as Brother and Sister and both hold grudges against diesel 10 and Amber calms down Thomas when ever he drives James The H Crazy.

💙Whenever Amber is in trouble, Thomas would save her without think smart enough and cause it some trouble but in the end Amber always forgives him.

(I’m still working on my sugar the cat ref then I’ll work on more HC soon bye!)

[quiveringdeer]

not a levi girlie? *gasp*

then i'm hitting you with the uno reverse. do YOUR top three from AOT

bdkdjfjd I know! I like him but just never got on his hype train 😭

But dang my top 3 is hard, back in the day I think Reiner woulda been all of them, he's still in top 3 tho

My girl Sasha is next! I just super relate to her, though she's way kinder than I am. She inspires me to be better and have a more goofy, fun outlook on things and live in the moment 🥹

Third is soooo hard, I was thinking about so many. Going back and forth between Porco, Gabi, Bertie and even Eren.

In the end I think I actively think about Porco the most at any given time. I love a snarky asshole with a heart of gold that I could banter with at the end of the day.

Bertie, Gabi and Eren under the cut tho 🫣

Bertie just deserves soooo much better and I wish Isayama had given more care about him. I feel like he gets forgotten often, even for promotional things :/

Gabi is like my niece! I will protect her ALWAYS at all costs! She deserves to be able to be an annoying kid and not have to worry about a war and making life or death decisions (all of them do to he honest). I love hc her in modern AUs where she lovingly annoys Reiner and drags him out on shenanigans.

So funny all of these are versions of green! But Eren, oh Eren. He's such a tragic character. Young Eren very much annoyed me to be honest. I didn't start liking and appreciating his character until the last seasons and just wish he didn't have the burden of all that knowledge and gravity of holding the fate of their world in his hands while he was still such a young kid. Even if he was 20 at the end, that's still too young to have carried all he did and done it alone because he didn't want to involve his friends because he felt there was no other way. Ugh I just have soamy thoughts about Eren. 😔

[what-if-queen-camilla]

A little secret - Chapter 5

15th January 1987

The little girl had light blonde hair and blue eyes, not as deep blue as hers but a bit brighter and more grey, like her fathers. She was about four or five years old and happily ran around the garden in her beautiful, summer dress with a delphinium pattern, her father's favourite flowers. "Mummy, Mummy!", she explained, boisterously jumping into her mother's arms. Camilla held her tightly so that she could feel the heartbeat of her darling little daughter, Sonia was her name. She had no idea where it came from, she just knew. Sonia. Like her grandmother who so tragically had died last year. Her grandmother, who… Camilla woke up with a start, drenched in sweat, her heart beating like mad, desperately gasping for breath. She switched on the little nightlight on her bedside table, sat up and took a sip of water to calm herself down a bit. Her hand had instinctively wandered to her belly and tenderly drew little circles around there, in order to soothe the baby, or maybe rather herself, but did that really make a difference? "Everything's alright…", Camilla insecurely whispered into the emptiness that almost seemed to take possession of her completely and all-consumingly. Suddenly, she felt so cold, almost freezing, and she wanted nothing more than to cuddle up to Charles, to feel his warmth both emotionally and physically. She was feeling so awfully lonely and scared… Sonia. Like her grandmother, who'd lived 86 years with rumours of speculations of whether she might or might not be the illegitimate child of Edward VII, as Sonia's mother, Camilla's great-grandmother, Alice, had been the late King's mistress - something no one in the family had ever been particularly proud of or was keen to talk about but of course Camilla was aware of this "connection", especially since some of her friends had found it incredibly amusing to tease her when he she had first fallen in love with Charles back in the early 70s. The rumours about Sonia being the secret love child of Alice and Bertie, as family and friends used to call him, weren't ever either denied or confirmed, personally, judging from how little fuss her grandmother herself had made about of it, she thought it wasn't true - however, with the sweet little baby she was carrying under her heart, it would, indeed, be true… and someday, someone would notice. If it was going to be a boy, what if he resembled him and people would ask questions? Or even worse… if it was a girl, the girl he had always wished for but never got… What if, one fine day, as a young woman, she was going to meet one of his sons, what if history was going to repeat itself once more,  what if this horrible family curse was going to go on and they’d fall in love? “That must never happen!”, she thought anxiously. She’d have to do everything she could to prevent that from happening… But could she really manage to break up with Charles, never see him again and also prevent the baby from ever randomly crossing his or any of his family’s paths? The very idea of having to tell him that she was pregnant again, lying to him that it was from Andrew, already broke her heart into a thousand pieces. She couldn’t do that. She couldn’t call him off, she couldn’t leave him… He needed her. And she had promised him to be there for him. What if it’d kill him? She couldn’t be the one taking the most wonderful, intelligent and “human” King from this country that it was ever going to see. She could not carry that burden. How was she supposed to explain that to the baby one day? Oh, what mess had she gotten herself into, what awfully cruel, greek tragedy? Perhaps… and the tears started to fall even before she had brought that thought to an end - perhaps it was best for everyone involved if this… problem… was going to solve itself. Perhaps doing everything to protect her little darling meant to let it go, to protect it from the cruelties and injustices of this world… 

“What do you mean, I can’t come?” To say Charles was upset as she turned down to see him on Friday, when he was going to have this day of engagements in Bath, was an understatement. He was furious. “I’m so sorry, darling, but… I really have to be with Annabel that day.”, she tried to talk her way out. “But why?”, he asked, more reproachfully than worried. “She hardly needs a babysitter, does she?” “Darling, she will need a helping hand!”, Camilla replied a bit harsher now than she had before. As if it wasn’t already hard enough without him reproaching her - but how could he have known?  “She… has to undergo a little surgery tomorrow. Nothing serious, you know, just a… women’s thing. And I’ve promised to help her.” “I see…”, he grumbled, obviously not happy but at least a bit more understanding. “Well, in that case I guess I can only… wish her all the best.” Camilla sighed and had to close her eyes for a moment in order to stop the tears which were already about to fall again. Goodness, this pregnancy was making her so bloody emotional. “Thank you, darling.”, she hissed. “That’s… greatly appreciated.” 

London, the next day

The white walls in the waiting area at the private hospital in London appeared just as dreary and cold as Camilla was feeling. They had, indeed, not asked any questions. They had just casually given her the next appointment available. Today, the 16th of January 1987. Her baby was 10 weeks now. 30 more and she could've held him or her in her arms… but it wasn't to be. She had made her decision and, God knew, it had been the hardest of her entire life. She loved this baby so much and wanted nothing more than to have him or her, hold them, cuddle and caress them and be them a loving mum. But it wasn't to be, not in this time and space, not like… that… Sighing her glance wandered across the magazines on the table in the middle of the waiting room; tabloids mainly, featuring gossip and rumours about members of the very family that would more or less be her baby's as well… One cover showed a sweet portrait of the "loving mother Diana" with her two sons, William and Harry, who'd be her baby's brothers. Another one showed both Their Majesties, The Queen and The Queen Mother - technically, her baby's grandmother and great-grandmother. What an utterly impossible, absurd thought. Hadn't it all been so bloody serious, she could've almost laughed about it. Besides the tabloids, there were also a couple of family and parenting  magazines and pregnancy booklets about what to eat and what not to eat during the pregnancy. One issue focused on the baby's development during the different stages. She couldn't help taking a look and felt just another stitch in her heart as she realised that this tiny little creature was actually a real human already with everything it'd need, eyes, teeth and then of course the little fingers… As the highlight of the 10th week, the booklet named the hearing of the baby's heartbeat, reading: "You may hear your baby's heartbeat on a fetal Doppler during your next prenatal visit. It's much faster than an adult heartbeat – it sounds like galloping horses." Camilla sighed. She had heard about this new technology from some of her friends who had had their babies after her but she had no idea that it was actually possible to hear the baby's heartbeat. This perfect, little, innocent heart… She felt a cold breeze running down her spine and tears filling her eyes again, and a wave of sickness overwhelmed her... 

[woltourney]

ROUND 1 / SIDE B / POLL 6

Bertilak Hautdesert (@dutifullyscentedkid) v. Aina Rosewood (@ainarosewood)

Bertilak Hautdesert:

q. What is your WoL name and pronouns? a. Bertilak Hautdesert (Berti for short), He/Him

q. What is your WoL's species? a. Roegadyn

q. What is your WoL's class? Or classes? a. Astrologian

q. What data centre/server are you on, if you want people to find you? a. Lich, Light EU

q. Tell us a bit about your WoL! a. Berti was adopted from a young age by Gridanian parents and until his late 30s lived a quiet life as a botanist in the Shroud. At the beginning of his life as the WoL he was resistant to the idea of being a hero - and is still uncomfortable when anyone overly praises him or admires him - but thinks he owes it to everyone who believes in him to do what he can. Along the WoL journey he became very close to Alphinaud and Alisaie, basically becoming their surrogate father. He's very protective of them. Towards the end of Stormblood he began a relationship with Raubahn and by Endwalker they're married. He's a pretty humble guy, sometimes limited by his lack of big-picture thinking or understanding of all the Aether stuff the Scions talk about. After all WoL duties are done he likes to have a beer in the woods and admire the plants.

q. Why should YOU win? (Answer IC!) a. "Well…my husband tells me I'm alright, so maybe that counts for something. " (Laughs)

q. Anything else you wanna add? a. He's a big green healing machine

Aina Rosewood:

q. What is your WoL name and pronouns? a. Aina Rosewood She/Her

q. What is your WoL's species? a. Rava Viera

q. What is your WoL's class? Or classes? a. Red Mage, Dancer, White Mage

q. What data centre/server are you on, if you want people to find you? a. Midgardsormr

q. Tell us a bit about your WoL! a. Born in a Traders Caravan on Thavnair due to her mother joining the Mercenary company that guarded it after leaving the wood before she was born to go somewhere safer. Raised among them the Talons as the called themselves they were really more hired guards than actual mercs protecting the Rosewood Caravan from bandits and beasts. She was the darling of both the caravan and the company from the day she was born so she never really wanted for love and affection. She had an adoptive father in a young Rhothgar by the name of Asmir the son of Ruern the leader of the Talons. From a very young age she learned the healing arts and would have trained with her mother in red magic had her mother not damaged her aetheric pathways returning to the caravan on Thavnair after Lamberd nearly drained all of her aether. Her healing training continued till she left the caravan. Her mother also decided to at least show her the proper use of a rapier even if she couldn’t show her the magics associated with red magic. When she hit 30 summers she started having the Echo visions they were sporatic at first and not very reliable till roughly three years later. It was what she saw in them that prompted her to travel to Eorzea. Gentle and Kind this woman is not afraid to jump into the fray to protect those who cannot protect themselves. Often self depreciating due to her lack of confidence in herself she sometimes needs her friends to remind her of what she has accomplished. Also often to ready to take burdens she often blames herself for things by far out of her control. One of her biggest ‘failures’ in her eyes is that she could never restore her mothers aether pathways. Despite knowing full well that it was well beyond her power. Her greatest fear is losing everyone she loves and being alone so she fights with a normally not seen ferocity to protect her friends. She is also stubborn to a fault and has a habit of digging in her heels when she probably shouldn’t. Her biggest flaw is bottling up her emotions until literally its to much to bear then she breaks down. Normally very level headed in battle due to training in arcanima she is not one to be to brash unless a friend or some one she cares for is hurt then she will hurl herself at the enemy with little regard for her own self preservation. Her general guiding force in life is everyone gets at least one chance which a lot of people see as very naive but it is far from it. She knows full well someone can be beyond redemption but she has to at least try before condemning them to such. She is also driven by the ideal of for those we have lost for those we may yet save. Often blaming herself for the loses suffered by the Scions she has held tight to that ideal ever since Minfillia first voiced it.

q. Why should YOU win? (Answer IC!) a. Win or lose its seems like it will be a fun time

[videogame-ocs]

I started playing Fallen London recently and I’d thought I’d introduce my character/OC Clara Lewis! I’ve only just started so I don’t know much about the game but I thought I’d introduce her.

Some facts about Clara :

Her birthplace was London, but she grew up from the age of seven on the surface with her maternal grandparents and uncle Thomas in Leeds whilst her parents worked and lived in London. She’s still close with her parents and knows they’re just trying to do what’s best for her.

Her maternal grandfather was a magister and a Lord in Leeds. The family fell almost to destitution after the fall of London.

She is half English, half Scottish. Scottish on her fathers side, English on her mothers. Her father was a medical student when he met her mother, shortly after London fell.

Clara inherited her red hair from her father, and her mother’s green eyes. In fact she looks almost like an exact copy of her mother facially, just with less freckles. She is 5’6 in height an inch taller than her mother.

Clara’s real surname isn’t Lewis, she took that surname, her maternal grandmother’s maiden name, so that her brother’s killers wouldn’t make a connection.

She wants to be a detective although author is another option, her mother used to tell her stories when she was little before she was sent to the surface.

If I don’t get the subscription, I plan on her falling in love and marrying the jewel thief, which will be hilarious if she becomes a detective.

She suffers nightmares due to the stuff she’s seen in London.

Clara wanted to escape something from the surface, but she never mentions what. She was escaping from an arranged marriage her grandfather (as her guardian) was setting up to help financially. She took the first opportunity to go to London to escape that predicament. Her mysterious benefactor helped her.

Her ambition is Nemesis. Her older brother Albert whom she was very close with was murdered and she wants to find out the truth. She wants to find out who killed him.

Bertie was a twenty four year old student and has only just started university to become a professor when he was killed.

Clara was seven years old when Bertie was murdered. She remembers her parents trying everything to get the authorities to listen that it was murder, but nothing worked.

It was soon after that she was somehow smuggled up to the surface. After seeing the anguish her parents went through she swore to take justice into her own hands and find the truth.

Funnily enough most of what I just said is a lie, but it’s the lie she’s telling everyone, the truth is….complicated.

What happened to her brother is true.

However, she never ever was on the surface, the people who come after her from the surface, are not actually from the surface. They are….well, people who disagree with her parents.

Her parents didn’t even meet after London Fell, they met before!

She’s essentially lying to protect her family and only a few of her new friends in London know the truth.

Despite wanting revenge for her brother (or rather justice for her brother, revenge on authorities for not listening), she is not a horrible individual. She’s dangerous, sure, but she’s not vindictive or a monster, she’s actually got a reputation of being very kind. But she’s also dangerous.

She prides herself in her observation skills, she’s extremely watchful.

[ceaseless-rambler]

HOW DID I NEVER SEE THIS I WOULD LOVE TO EXPLAIN THE LORE.

Okay so the crew, immortal space pirates who are immortal due to their mechanism, a piece of their body that's been replaced with metal and it regenerates them every time they die, indefinitely. We have:

Jonny d'Ville, he/him: insists he's the captain, everyone else insists he's the first mate. He was the first (successful) mechanism, and his mechanism is his heart. He does all the narration. His backstory song is One Eyed Jacks

Nastya Rasputina, she/her: engineer. Dating the Aurora. The second mechanism, and her mechanism is her blood. The only recording of her backstory song was at the Lashings performance, but there's more information in the written fiction on their website, notably in Cyberian Demons (this is also the name of her backstory song). References to her going Out are in regards to when she threw herself out an airlock, permanently, because Aurora had changed too much. Her status is unknown.

Drumbot Brian, he/him: the pilot. His mechanism is everything except his heart. He has a morality switch coded into his mechanism. As in, people can flip the switch and change his morality. It's not good vs evil, but rather MJE (means justify ends) vs EJM (ends justify means). On MJE he can't perform any action he sees as "bad", even if that would directly prevent something worse from happening. He can't lie to protect someone/something, for example. EJM means he can do anything, but only if the consequences will be something he sees as good. His backstory song is Lost in the Cosmos, and more information about his backstory is on his profile on the website.

Ashes O'Reilly, they/them: the quartermaster. Their mechanism is their lungs. They're more into long term organized crime than, say, Jonny and Tim, who are more into outright violence. This means they do things like become a crime boss, or the capitalist antagonist in one of the albums. Their backstory song is Lucky Sevens

Gunpowder Tim, he/him: master at arms. His mechanism is his eyes. Officially he uses he/him, but I've never seen any other character assigned so many different pronouns by fans, so you might see him referred to eith different pronouns. His backstory involves blowing up the moon, so many jokes about him involve that. If you see people mention Bertie, he was Tim's "best friend" while Tim was still busy being mortal. Nearly everyone has assigned them as either boyfriends or queerplatonic partners. Tim's backstory song is Gunpowder Tim vs The Moon Kaiser

Baron Marius Von Raum, he/him: ship's doctor. Neither a baron nor a doctor. His mechanism is his left arm. He practices unlicensed psychiatry. He doesn't have much in the way of official backstory, we just know bits and pieces

Raphaella la Cognizi, she/her: science officer. As cruel and brutal as she is science. Her mechanism is wings. She has wings. She is so cool. We know even less about her backstory

Ivy Alexandria, she/her: archivist. Her mechanism is her brain. She doesn't have any singing parts but her backstory is on the website and it fucks me up a little. Extremely underrated character

The Toy Soldier, it/its: just happy to be involved! Literally a Toy Soldier. It's alive because it's pretending to be. It follows any order given to the letter. People often capitalize the first letter of every word in its dialogue because it kind of just Talks Like That. It stole its voicebox from someone who broke its heart. Its backstory is on the website, and it also has a bit of information in Gunpowder Tim vs The Moon Kaiser

The Aurora, she/her: their starship. She used to be a sentient flesh moon, and then she got turned into a (still sentient) battleship. She's full of spiders. Her girlfriend is Nastya. There's a lot going on there

Doctor Carmilla, she/her: really her own post that others are more qualified to make. What's relevant right now is that she gave most of them their mechanisms and they don't like her very much

Put you clothes back on we aren't having sex I lied to get you in here. Yeah no I'm outlining all the mechs lore to you. And then we're listening to everything yhey have on spotify. And then we're watching all the live performances. Stop trying the door you can't unlock it

[commander-coppercogg]

🌸🌻🌳 For Bertie

💐🌙 for Syrryl

(If you want to <3)

-Commanderfloppy

I’d love to! Thanks so much for the ask.

Bertie

🌸- What's this oc's favorite and least favorite color?

Hmmm Bertie’s favorite color is a nice gentle sky blue and his least favorite color is a dull sandy yellow. The deserts around Amnoon hurt and overwhelmed his eyes.

🌻- What's this oc's mental health state?

Bertie is autistic (like me!) and has had some real ups and downs dealing with that throughout his life. He almost didn’t graduate from college and the events of Living World Seasons 1 and 2 were very difficult for him, to the point that he became almost entirely mute, speaking only to Syrryl and signing to everyone else. He only started speaking regularly again at the beginning of Heart of Thorns. Luckily, Bertie has very supportive friends and coworkers and since the founding of Dragon’s Watch has become a lot better at coping in day to day life. Kas helps him out in diplomatic situations to make sure he doesn’t misunderstand anything, he can info dump with Taimi and Gorrick for hours, Braham is really good at reading Bertie’s body language and helping him out when he gets overstimulated and Rytlock will gut anyone who tries to be an asshole about it. And Syrryl, who’s known Bertie for almost a decade now, can almost always understand what Bertie’s trying to say and will translate his sign language on the now rare occasion when Bertie becomes non verbal.

🌳- Does this oc collect anything?

If you asked him, Bertie would say not for himself but that he does like to pick up little things that he thinks his friends would like: an interesting bug for Gorrick, a small carved statue of Wolf for Braham, gun oil for Syrryl, the chocolates Jory won’t admits she likes from Divinity’s Reach. That sort of thing.

(He’s lying. Not about getting things for other people. He just won’t admit he collects Snargle Goldclaw novels.)

Syrryl

💐- Where is this oc's favorite place to relax?

Syrryl isn’t really the relaxing type. He’s usually keeping watch wherever he and the rest of the group are, constantly wary and assessing for possible threats. However, he does have few perches high up in Eye of the North and Fort Trinity where he knows everyone is safe and he can see everything that he enjoys hanging out in. And spying on people. He still has reports to fill out of the Order of Whispers after all. (And secretly watching Bertie and pining shhhh don’t tell)

🌙- Does this oc have any unusual hobbies?

Syrryl is an amateur mixologist. It’s perhaps not the best hobby for a former alcoholic but so long as he just makes drinks for others and not himself he’s fine. He approaches drinks the way most other people would approach chemistry. Syrryl’s very good at tailoring drinks to people’s tastes and can make a cocktail that will satisfy even the pickiest person. Canach is his most frequent and enthusiastic taste tester.

[laulink]

On the ships in Your Throne though, let’s be real :

Everyone is in love with Medea, we know that, BUT

- Eros is an asshole and is gonna die

- Helio’s love for Medea is toxic. Here, I said it. His feelings themselves aren’t really a problem, but the way he reacts to them is absolutely toxic, both for him as a person and his relationship with Medea. He never questions her, even on personal matters like the bite mark on her wrist, he’d do absolutely anything for her, once again no questions asked, he’s devoting herself fully to her and nothing else, he doesn’t even seem to have any thought in his head beside “I want to be useful to Lady Medea”, which means he basically isn’t even his own person and only exists through her... It’s no wonder Medea isn’t in love with him : she’s said so already, even thinking this might make her similar to Eros because she pretends not to know what kind of love Helio has for her just to keep the status quo and not lose one of her closest friends and most useful and loyal allies. Medea is a strong and determined person who is constantly trying to better herself and achieve a higher position because she wants to be recognised for her feats and talents, to leave a trace in history ; I cannot fathom how such a character could fall in love with a shadow, a puppet at best who barely has a will and personality of his own and who doesn’t even believe himself to deserve to stand at her side.

- Perion... isn’t actually in love with Medea. He’s curious, he’s watching her closely, but he’s always been very clear about his feelings : he is disgusted by the sins Medea has already committed and only works with her because he wants to see the changes she will bring to the Empire.

- Bertie is adorable, kind, caring, and a lot smarter and more observant than anyone else in the cast, aside from Medea, Dekis, Eros and Helio. I wouldn’t be surprised if, when Medea rises to power, Bertie became one of her closest allies. Plus, Medea has already gone berserk over Bertie getting injured for her sake. I think a relationship between them would be adorable, but ultimately very unlikely because of their differences in standing, life experiences, goals, etc.

- Psyche, finally, is one of the very few people who considers herself an equal to Medea (and rightly so !) and the only one among those few who is both in love with her (contrary to Perion) and whom Medea loves as well (contrary to Eros). Their lives have been very different, yet a lot of parallels can be drawn, and their ability to switch bodies has granted them a glimpse of the other’s life no one else could ever get, allowing them to understand each other very well despite only knowing each other for a couple of years and being close friends for just a few months. She has questioned Medea many times over her intentions, actions and morals, and in the recent chapters Medea has started to change because, as she told Psyche before, Psyche is the kind of person “who makes people want to be like her”, meaning that Medea’s change in behaviour and new tendency to put her plans into jeopardy to protect someone, even if it doesn’t benefit her, is something she likes about Psyche and wants to reproduce, even if she doesn’t fully understand it yet. Psyche herself has changed a lot since switching bodies with Medea, not only learning to read between the lines in the nobles’ conversations but also to understand someone’s intentions and plans and finding ways to counter them, thus becoming more like Medea herself. In other words, those two keep challenging each other and try to become better versions of themselves by emulating the other’s qualities, which is exactly what I believe is missing from Medea’s relationship with Helio.

I’ve seen a few comparisons between Your Throne and Beware the Villainess regarding the wlw ships, but there is a key difference : the final ship in Beware the Villainess, Melissa and Nine, has always been more balanced than the “main hetero relationship” in Your Throne, between Medea and Helio, because while Nine always admired Melissa, he was never as dependent on her as Helio is, meaning their relationship was a lot more healthy from the start and, as it developped, Nine did his best to become someone who could be an equal to Melissa in order to support her to the best of his abilities, while Helio wants to be strong enough to protect her, but hasn’t had any character development going beyond that so far (while Medea and Psyche have had a lot of character development themselves, making me think Helio isn’t gonna get significant development).

With all of this information, I have a couple of expectations for the end of the series in the romance department :

- since Psyche has been trapped by her love for Eros for a good part of the series so far and has never had a chance to be herself, I expect her to pull a Yuri from Beware the Villainess and focus on developing into her own person at the end of the series, when she has the space and freedom to do so. Considering the latest free chapters, I imagine her using her blessing to help at a hospital, maybe running an orphanage, something to make people happy as it is what makes her happiest, from what we’ve seen.

- Helio, if he gets any semblance of character development, and I expect him to, but not a lot, will get just enough to understand he’s been relying too much on Medea and will distance himself from her once the conflict is over. He’ll probably go on a journey, maybe a pilgrimage, to find himself and repent for what he did during the war.

- Medea will remain single at the end of the series. Maybe it will be hinted that she will marry a few years down the line, but not right away. She is healing from trauma, just like Helio and Psyche are, so she will need to find herself and grow into the person she wants to be before she can be in any healthy romantic relationship, regardless of the feelings of love she might hold for one of the aforementioned characters.

If a ship is hinted at for Medea, a few years down the line, I don’t expect her partner to be Psyche, but thematically speaking and character-wise, it would be the ship that would make the most sense and would feel most appropriate considering the characters’ standing at this point in the story. If Helio went through a whole arc of character development, things might be different, but I don’t think he will by the end of the series. Also, Othilei’s queen has made quite a few references to being attracted to Medea, and Medea has acknowledged them, unlike what we could see in some similar stories like Beware the Villainess, meaning it is canonly considered a possibility for two women to be attracted to each other and one half of the ship at least is aware of that. Adding the fact that Dion has also shown that love between two men exists and is acknowledged in this world (Dekis didn’t even say he wasn’t interested in men, only that he was married, and I choose to consider that means he is bi or pan. Medea is also bi because you can’t tell me that someone who wears gowns and suits so well isn’t bi) and it isn’t so unlikely anymore to see Medea and Psyche admit to being in love with each other, even if nothing comes of it right away. But, like I said, I don’t expect that to happen.

[cobalt-knave]

Some Mechanisms fics recs, mostly Toy Soldier-centric because it is my beloved:

Wood and Bone by DesertLily

The Toy Soldier considers stopping pretending (but its crew is there).

Spread Thin by ShawnNeil

The Mechanisms are stranded on a strange moon and separated from one another.

Stoke my Heart with Fire by fromthedesert

Jonny does not like the Toy Solider, no. But that won’t stop him from brutally murdering anyone who slanders it.

Pretend to Pretend by fromthedesert

The Toy Soldier, Jonny, Tim, and Bertie in the moon war. I wrote “will break your heart” in my bookmark tag. And I want to reread it and maybe cry.

A Tale Not To Be Told by NammiKisulora

The crew is dead, and they aren’t regenerating, and Jonny is alone, and oh my god this fic is fantastic. He has to call in the big guns (Dr. Carmilla).

The Soldier and The First Mate by ShawnNeil

“ This is just however many words of Jonny and the Toy Soldier being friends. “

Six Times the Mechanisms Found Out The Toy Soldier Was a Nymph by fromthedesert

What it says on the tin! The mechs are protective, and it’s fun.

Giant eldritch eyes and other things that can fuck up your day by idiosyncraticprojection

A very fun, excellently characterized, crack-taken-seriously Mechs-TMA crossover.

Midas by The_Cavalier4

A fic set in the City before Ashes took on the role of Hades, back when they were running a club and going by the name Midas. Incredibly written. 

Metal warps worse than bone (but they can both be fixed the same) by Garecc, Gunpowderdtim (Garecc)

Absolutely incredible writing of Drumbot Brian trapped in the sun with a focus on the robot side of him with regard to the POV.

MCU (Mechanisms Cinematic Universe) by fracnkie, KersPastei

Superhero AU with some bonus violinspector

[ladyvesuvia]

All Things Sweet

—•°. ANON: a draco x reader where draco and reader come back from a trip to hogsmeade, their bags and pockets full of all kinds of candy from honeydukes? then they try them all out and just laugh and have a good time? thx!

PAIRING: Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader

SUMMARY: Young love and candy — the perfect combination to all things sweet.

WORDS: 2.0k

WARNING: not proofread + just fluff but let me know if there are any!

A/N: BABE I LOVE THIS IDEA JDNRJEKAKA!!! btw think of this as a sort of prequel to Nuggets With Gravy hehe I just thought it was fitting <3

[NAVIGATION] [MASTERLIST]

“What, you’ve never been to Honeydukes?” Draco scoffed in disbelief as he put on his scarf around his neck. “What kind of person hasn’t been to Honeydukes?”

“This person,” you said, pointing at herself. “Who also happens to be your favorite one anyway.”

“I’d argue but you got that one right.” Laughing, he took your hand and led you outside where the other students were falling in line, glad his scarf obscured his ridiculously brilliant smile.

“Oh, I did?”

“Very much so.” With that, the two of you made your way through the crowd, finally falling in line. There were a cluster of third years at the front, eager to visit Hogsmeade for the first time.

Back when you did not hold hands yet, when you were only what one may call friends, you’d find the long line ever so irritating. However, each other’s company was more than enough to keep you two at bay: Draco drew circles with his thumb on the back of your hand as you told a silly story about a stupid birthday present you received and whatnot. . . He always listened (more like watched you with every bit of love he could show).

“You know, we could just go to the Three Broomsticks,” you said, laughing nervously as soon as you set foot on the train. “Just get a couple of butterbeers and stuff.”

“What’s with you and Honeydukes?”

“What — nothing!” you said as you laughed uncharacteristically loud. “What do you mean? I mean, like, we’ll get to eat more in the Three Broomsticks and —”

“Come on, something’s up. What’s the deal with you and candy?”

“I told you, nothing!” you exclaimed. Draco raised a brow, a teasing grin on his face. “Okay, fine, a chocolate frog leapt at my face on my first train ride to Hogwarts. Happy?”

“Wow,” said Draco, turning away and burying himself into his scarf in an attempt to stifle a laugh. It was your turn to raise a brow. “Just — wow.”

“What?”

“Nothing,” he said briefly as he cleared his throat. The image of you jumping from your seat with a chocolate frog on your face was pretty much an interesting picture. Draco had to breathe through his mouth.

“What?” You reached out to pull down his scarf. Draco bat your hand away, now laughing. It was indeed irritating, but as much as you hated to admit, his laugh was therapeutic.

“I—guess—you—found—Trevor,” he blurted out between wheezing breaths. “You should’ve went ahead to Longbottom, then.”

“Oh, shut up. In my defense, it was my first time and I was alone in the wretched compartment. I just wanted some sweets but it had to be tragic, yeah?”

“Don’t worry, when we get to Hogsmeade, I’ll protect you from jumping chocolates,” assured Draco.

When you finally made it inside Hogsmeade, you couldn’t help but admire the colorful and vibrant aura of the shop itself. How come you’ve never been here before? It’s perfect! You ran your hands across the tall glass jars of assorted candy and chocolate, oblivious to the fact that Draco stood from a distance — far enough for you not to see him but close enough for him to admire you.

You grab a pack of Bertie Bott’s Every Flavour Beans, searching the crowd for Draco. He continued to stare, unblinking. You squinted your eye in search for him among the crowd until it finally landed on him. You held it up to him, a bright smile on your face. “Like in the train,” you mouthed to him.

He nodded in answer, grinning from cheek to cheek. He instantly knew his cheeks would hurt once you lot returned to Hogwarts. He was holding a number of Cockroach Clusters and Fizzing Whizzbees.

You gestured for him to come your way. He did. “Look, they’ve got quill candy!”

“They’re called Sugar Quills. You eat them during class while you pretend you’re thinking.”

You chuckled as you pointed to another row. “You can even eat this wand! You know, Mr. Garrick Ollivander has to up his game these days,” you joked.

“They’re called Liquorice Wands.”

“Oh, and this one! Look! Mouse candy I think?”

“Ice Mice, love, read the label.” He rarely got to see you interested in things like candy, and he couldn’t tear his eyes away from your own curious gaze as you marveled at the assortment of various sweets in front of you and all around you. The tall glass dispensers were simply appetizing, and there was no denying that you wanted to just swim in it. Of course, that’s a ridiculous thought. Sparing one excited smile in Draco’s direction, you showed him one piece of Drooble’s Best Blowing Gum. “C’mon.”

“Where are your other candies?” Draco shook his wrist off your grip with a scrunched up look on his face. He made to peek in your pockets, only to find it flat and empty. He frowned.

“Hm?”

“Your other sweets! You can’t just be taking that bubble gum. At least get some Sugar Quills or Acid Pops.” Draco gestured at the rows and rows of different boxes.

“It’s okay,” you mumbled. “It’s okay, I’m not hungry.”

“That’s ridiculous. That’s just two sickles,” he said.

“Exactly.”

“What?”

“Don’t want to spend too much, it’s alright! Let’s just get hot choco —”

But Draco had already led you to another row you haven’t visited yet. He pointed at a line of blue packages to your left. “Peppermint Toads; not as aggressive as Chocolate Frogs. Tastes alright, but you’d be missing out on collecting the cards.” He then put his hands on your shoulders, turning you to another direction and pointing to your right. Fizzing Whizzbees; I’d like to be there to witness you eat it — don’t ask. I’m paying. Go get some.”

You didn’t move. Draco took two packs of Peppermint Toads and shoved it on to your chest, walking ahead and picking up two packs of Fizzing Whizzbees. Soon, he guided you to another shelf where boxes of candies sat. He held it up to your view. “Salt Water Taffy, I think it’s nice. Let’s get one.”

When you reached another shelf, he nodded to himself apprehensively as he raised a orangey red box to your view. “This one’s so you, though. I think you’d like it. Let’s take two.”

“Stop taking doubles,” you whispered, nervous at how much he’s spending. “That’s alright now, let’s go.”

“Didn’t you say you liked the Liquorice Wands?”

It took you a while to realize how much it cost. “No, when?”

“Just earlier before I took you on a tour around the shop,” said Draco. He was now looking at you curiously with narrowed eyes.

“No I didn’t. They look like the jerky my dog eats anyway. Let’s go now.”

“Ha! I know that face!” he bellowed, grinning in triumph.

“What face?”

“I don’t know how to explain it, but you make this weird little” — Draco scrunched his nose for a split second before turning back to you — “rabbit nose twitch when you’re guilty.”

“Since when?”

“Since ever. How do you think I found out you fancied me?”

“Hey, you liked me first!”

“That’s true, exactly why I am taking two of these but in the Deluxe edition.” He reached out and flaunted the two new additions to your collection. Before you could even argue or utter a single word, the two of you were both out already, your bags stuffed with numerous candies.

You both decided not to take the train at all. It was a bearable cold weather, and he liked seeing snow land on your [Y/H/C] hair like you were some high priestess of sorts. He reached out to dust some away.

“We could still go to the Three Broomsticks, you know.”

“I know, but there are too many people there. Let’s go back so we could try some of these out before they all get back.” Draco adjusted your scarf as you continue to walk. “And besides, I like seeing the jealous looks on the faces of the little first and second years.”

You elbowed him. “Ow! What?”

“I told you to stop bullying the first years. Tsk, tsk.”

“It’s not bullying per se; technically I’d just be a random person who just so happens to be holding a lot — a lot lot — of candy in front of kids.”

“Oh, grow up.”

“We could eat some of the salt water taffy while walking,” Draco suggested later on. “Or the Fudge Flies.”

“Why do they always pick disgusting animals? I mean, cockroach cluster? How’s that appetizing?”

“See, I thought so as well. But surprisingly? It actually tastes good.”

A few minutes later, you both finally made it back to the castle. Draco was right — all the younger years were looking at you (or your pockets and what you were holding) mournfully as you walked past. You hated to admit that it was indeed a pleasure to have kids jealous.

He brought you to his dorm, where you two can finally retire from the constant staring from the kids. It grew old quickly, but it was fun nonetheless. Draco dumped his collection of packaged candies as you did so too. “Which ones have you tried?” he asked.

“The many flavored one.”

“Bertie Bott’s Every Flavor Beans, love.”

“Right. I’ll play it safe and try that one first.”

“How’s that playing safe? You clearly haven’t gotten a bad flavor yet.”

“Yes, I have — spinach!”

“That’s not as bad as you think it is. Wait till you try ear wax.”

“There’s ear wax in here?” you said, wrinkling your nose at the prospect of getting that particular flavor. “I just had some from a friend and I mostly just got marshmallow and cranberry.”

“Lucky,” said Draco. “I got envelope glue once.”

“Ew,” you said as you threw your head back in laughter. “Serves you right.”

As you plopped down to his bed, you realized you hadn’t emptied your pockets yet, and the bulk on his own pockets told you he hadn’t, either. You dug your hands into your pockets and came out with a handful of sweets and dumped it on the bed. “Okay, this is a lot.”

Draco did the same. It looked like a colorful mountain of marshmallows. “Hah, Willy Wonka called, he said you’re wanted in the factory,” you said, wiggling your finger in front of him.

“Who’s Willy Wonka? Is he from the Ministry?”

“What — no! Agh, you are impossible, Malfoy.”

“I prefer ‘love,’ but Malfoy will do for now. Anyway, you wanna try the Sugar Quills?”

“Naw, I’ll be using that for History of Magic. I’ll be doing a lot of thinking there.”

“Merlin’s beard, this is a lot. If I end up with diabetes tell my grandfather we’re more alike than he thinks.”

Draco almost choked on his own jelly slugs as both of you launched into fits of laughter. You reached out to grab an acid pop. “Thank you for this — these, I mean.”

“I’d pat your hair but it might get stocky from my hands. Just move closer so I can kiss your forehead.”

“I’m good, thanks,” you said. The smile on his face faltered, and you tried not to laugh. You stood up and walked over to him to press a kiss on his forehead. “We’ll try the Fizzing Whizzbees later after I finish these Pepper Imps.”

“Maybe you could . . . take me to one of your candy shops?”

“I don’t have one,” you said in between chewing a piece of a candy.

“I mean, Muggle candy shops or something.”

“You mean you want to come with me this summer?”

“I guess why not? I mean, doesn’t really have to be this summer, but why not?”

“Yeah, okay, why not?” You reached out to play with his hair, but he practically jumped out before you even could.

“You’re gonna dirty my hair!”

“‘You’re gonna dirty my hair!’” you mockingly said, laughing. “Don’t worry, I’ll treat you to cotton candy once I get my driver’s license. I’ll even bring you to a drive-thru.”

“Drive-thru?”

“Mhm, just you wait. For now, just have some Acid Pops and burn your tongue.”

“Oh, shut up before I open those boxes of Chocolate Frogs all at once.”

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[aitarose]

AOT BOYS IN LOVE ISLAND

⤷ characters: eren jaeger, jean kirschtein, armin arlert, levi ackerman, erwin smith, connie springer, reiner braun, bertholdt hoover, marco bott, niccolo

eren would be the type of contestant that’d come off extremely strong at the start, knowing full well of what the show entails—and ready to make any type of connection that could conclude in success.

he’d be the third or fourth contestant to walk into the villa, on the very first day. there’d be about two to three women that’d step forward for him—so he’d definitely get his pick of the bunch. 

however, throughout the season his confidence would start to waver—he’d get overwhelmed with the concept of being filmed 24/7 and wish to have his privacy back. 

there’d definitely be a few breakdowns on his part, solely from the stress of making vulnerable confessions of feelings and emotions in front of the entire world on film. 

that being said, he’d still manage to find someone that relates to him on a deep level that he can walk out of the villa with. the two of them would end up self eliminating—believing that it’d be more effective to build there connection within the privacy of their own homes. 

jean wouldn’t be the immediate heartthrob on the show, but would end up stealing not only the contestant’s hearts—but the viewer’s as well.

he’d be the first to walk into the villa, and literally no one would step forward for him—not because he’s unattractive or anything, just because they wanted to keep their options open and not jump at the first person they see. 

his first couple would be a friendship couple and he’d be best friends with that woman throughout the entirety of the season, they’d be connected at the hip in the best platonic way possible. 

but about halfway through the season, he’d be called to go on a surprise date with a new contestant and they’d just hit it off right away. like this person would be his perfect match and the viewers would be ecstatic for him.

i full heartedly believe that he’d be the one to win the show, obviously choosing to share the $50k with his significant other—there’d be no doubt in his mind that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with them.

armin would be the contestant with a completely open and vulnerable heart. he’d be open to any connections and relationships, just solely focused on the bonding aspect of it all—wishing to have a great summer and find some real friendships. 

he’d be the person that’d stick through their first coupling throughout the entire show, finding that connection extremely valuable and not wanting to let it go.

challenges would be a breeze for him, like this boy would win a majority of them due to his knowledge of strategy and complex thinking—he’d find loopholes to each riddle and physical struggle, just showing off his intelligence in every way. 

however, casa amor would be a big blow to him. he’d feel so secure in his couple that he wouldn’t have that serious conversation of where they’re both at, and his partner would end up recoupling in the other villa. 

he’d be completely blindsided and end up self-eliminating soon after—not having the energy or time to take on an entirely new connection, believing that that person was it for him and that the villa would have nothing else to offer him. 

firstly, i don’t think levi would ever be a contestant on a reality television show, let alone a dating one—but in the off chance that he did so happen to be on love island, it’d be because hange signed him up for it without his knowledge.

he’d be the lone wolf type of character, just living his own life—not interacting with any of the other contestants unless they’d come and approach him for conversation. 

there wouldn’t be very many connections for him—probably only one if i’m being honest—and it’d be with a sort of bubbly type of person, one with good morals that wouldn’t be afraid to break him out of his shell and show him how to enjoy his time in the villa. 

while he’d be wary of a romantic relationship, he’d end up falling for his partner extremely hard and would find himself protective and somewhat possessive of them—just to make sure that he wouldn’t end up losing them to someone else. 

considering all of his doubts, he wouldn’t make it to the final four—probably only to the casa amor point, before being eliminated by viewer vote. however, he’d be amazing at challenges. 

sexy dilf erwin would be a bombshell entrance in the villa—the kind where he’d be waiting in the hot tub balcony for his chosen date partner, just sipping wine and relaxing in the bubbles with his one arm resting on the side. 

he’s very charming and would manage to sway the attention of a majority of the villa, men and women alike—and there’s no telling the shenanigans he’d get up to with the friends he’d make in there. 

this man would be the cause of inborn relationship drama, but wouldn’t be involved directly—rather the type of drama where he’d be discussed but not actually have any say in whatever the matter was. 

his placement would be around the top six or seven, just because he’d be so sought after that there’d be a hard time finding someone who he really connects with—since he’s trying his best to give every suitor an opportunity to try it with his sexy self. 

he’d also have the thickest cockney accent that you could dream of—or a really really posh south london accent, like pinky up tea drinker and everything. 

connie would be the fan-favorite contestant. he’d be that guy that absolutely no one stepped forward for and be the pity party right off the start, but manage to sway the audience with his natural humor and amusement.

he’d be the king of friendship couples, like he’d be the villa’s safety net for contestants who wouldn’t have anyone else to couple up with, and would secure their places in the show—without ever harboring any real feelings for those people. 

casa amor would be his time to shine, he’d be living his best life in the other villa and have all the girls on his arms—with a wide variety to choose from and connect with. this is where he’d meet his perfect match. 

coming back to the main villa with this partner, all of his friends would be extremely happy for him and just excited that he was able to get the experience that he signed up for. 

him and his partner would end up in third or second place—though they’d be a fan favorite pairing, they just wouldn’t have had enough screen time to win the show completely. 

reiner would be the shock contestant that’d be revealed after the first five couples were matched. he’d run into the villa with full confidence that he’d be able to snag one of the beginning contestants with ease.

however, that confidence would soon fade by his own insecurities and emotions—the fear of being unwanted and alone catching up with him in the worst possible ways, causing him to have a small breakdown before the coupling ceremony. 

but he’d still choose one of the contestants, not having any real connection with her other than the first conversation—and that couple would completely crumble beneath him. 

he’d get eliminated soon after by the following recoupling ceremony, and sadly wish his friends goodbye with a tear running down his cheek—it’d be extremely emotional despite the minuscule amount of time viewers would get to know him .

that being said, he’d still leave an impact on the season as the contestant who just couldn’t catch a single break.

lil ole berty would be the contestant that everyone looks over, contestants and viewers alike. he’d be that nice background guy that everyone is fine with, but often forgets he exists—which really puts a stunt on his time in the villa.

he’d be in a safety couple, one where him and his partner are loyal to their connection, but not head-over-heels interested in one another. just two people who are attracted to one another with no real bond. 

challenges would be a bit of a struggle for him, just the competitiveness of it all and the pointless wonder of the whole ordeal—the show in general wouldn’t really be something up his ally.

him and his partner would end up getting eliminated early on to halfway through the season by an islander vote. it’d be a this or that couple elimination and only about two couples would vote to save them, causing him to have to pack his bags and head out. 

twitter would have a field day with memes though, his sleeping positions would be trending all over the love island hashtag every night. 

marco would be the nice guy contestant. the one that’s the boy next door kind of character type that everyone would love and see as the voice of reason and peace. 

he’d be somewhat of the villa’s therapist, if that’s the appropriate word, and would always be there to lend an ear to any islander who’s having issues in their couple or just problems in relation to the show’s process and journey. 

his encouragement would make him a fan favorite with viewers and allow him to make it fairly far into the season—probably past the casa amor point and nearly to the family segments. 

he wouldn’t ever be in a totally stable couple, always having to take on the stress of the other islanders and never having the opportunity to really focus on his own time and relationships. 

but he’d gain a massive following and get a shit ton of brand deals after the whole show is over. 

niccolo’s love island experience would be different from all the rest, as he’d be one of the casa amor contestants—there to sway the main villa’s relationships and connections with a mere four-five days of conversation.

he’d end up stealing the hearts of the women and finding a person that matched him on a deep level—with not only his good looks, but the way he manages a kitchen as well.

the main boys would love him and immediately see him as one of their own—enjoying his company and how he’d make everyone a full course meal every single morning right as they woke up to the automatic bedroom lights.

the viewers would also be a little obsessed with him as his pairing would just be lovable in all ways—the look in his eyes being one of pure adoration and love, nothing falsified or phony—just absolute infatuation.

i feel like he’d snag a fourth place win, happily in the final four, yet still not quite there. overall, secure and safe within his couple—and excited for the future of him and his match.

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[omgrachwrites]

Playing The Hero - Chapter One

Pairing: Harry Potter x Ravenclaw!Reader

Summary: Soulmates have a way of seeing and feeling each other’s emotions by a gem that is set in the palm of their hand which glows with magic. The colour of the gem on the palm of your hand, erratically changes between different colours. Unbeknownst to you, every time the gem on your soulmates palm glows blue he feels very over protective and worried. That’s just what happens when your soulmate always plays the hero. Soulmate AU

Warnings: fluff, angst, mentions of death, character death

Words: 2405

Disclaimer: This gif doesn’t belong to me!

A/N: This is the first part, thanks again for the amazing idea @annemagus​! As I said, I won’t be doing this on a proper schedule because I will be alternating this weekly with another fic! Hope you guys enjoy and please let me know what you think, and let me know if you would like to be tagged! I love you all! xxx

masterlist

Gem Colours

Yellow - Happy, Secure, Excited

Red - Scared, Nervous, Unsure

Grey - Stressed, Worried

Blue - Sad, Hurt, Frustrated

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Chapter One 

It was past midnight when you were woken up in your bed by a pleasant warm tingle on the palm of your hand. Running a hand through your messy hair, you yawned, blinking a couple of times as your eyes adjusted to the darkness. It was deathly silent but you could see the glow of the pretty fairies through the sheer linen of your curtains. Remembering why you were awake in the first place, you looked down at the palm of your hand, running your fingers over the gem that was fixed in it.

A surge of happiness passed through your chest when you saw that it was glowing yellow. Your mum and dad had always told you the tale of soulmates, that you could see and feel the emotions of the person you truly belonged with. It was different for everyone, some people were born with the magical gem set in the palm of their hand and for others, it appeared later in life. Your gem had appeared last year when you were ten years old, and you had been so surprised that you almost stumbled into your algae filled pond.

“Yes!” you squealed, jumping out of bed, suddenly feeling much more awake.

For the past year, the colour of the gem hardly moved off of blue. What had happened to make your soulmate so sad? But now it shone as brightly as the sun and you were ecstatic. Completely forgetting about the time, you threw open your bedroom door and raced down the hallway, your hair streaming out behind you. As you reached the top of the staircase you saw that your parents bonfire outside was still lit. When it was a warm summer’s night your parents would cuddle up outside together, you thought it was awfully romantic.

When you stepped outside you took a deep breath, the air smelled like the lavender that your mum loved to plant and the gentle wind blew at your hair. Your mum grinned and kissed your dad’s cheek before she noticed you and a look of surprise graced her pretty features.

“Y/N! What are you doing awake? Are you having trouble sleeping, sweetie?” she asked but she created a space for you beneath the thin patchwork blanket.

You smiled as you sat between your parents, “look!” you beamed as you lifted the palm of your hand, “it’s yellow! It’s finally yellow!”

Your mum gasped in delight and pulled you closer while your dad kissed the top of your head, “I’m so happy for you, poppet. But maybe I should brush up on those defensive spells that I learned with the Marauders in school,” he winked at you as he pulled his wand out of his pocket and brandished it.

You and your mum exchanged glances before bursting out into laughter, the sounds of your families’ happiness filling the silent summer night.

It was your second year at Hogwarts and you were sitting in the library on a blustery Tuesday afternoon, helping Neville Longbottom with his homework. With a small smile on your face, you watched as Neville scrawled on his piece of parchment, his hand moving at lightning speed, his tongue stuck out with a look of concentration on his face.

After a couple of moments, Neville looked up at you nervously as he pushed his essay over to you so you could read it and give him your feedback. You nodded as you easily deciphered his messy handwriting before smiling over at him.

“This is good work, really good work! It’s amazing what you can achieve when Snape isn’t bullying you!” Neville gave you a shy grateful smile but you could tell that he was pleased with himself.

You winced as a sting of searing pain shot through your palm and you sighed when you saw that the gem was red, the colour of fear. But lately, that was to be expected – if your soulmate was indeed a Hogwarts student – because the Chamber of Secrets had been opened and muggle borns were getting attacked left and right, so most people were scared these days. Hogwarts wasn’t the safest haven anymore.

Neville gave you a worried look as he bit his bottom lip, “are you okay, Y/N?” he asked and you nodded absent mindedly as you rubbed at the palm of your hand, you were worried.

“It’s um, it’s my gem, it’s red. He’s scared, my soulmate is scared.”

Neville frowned at you as he nervously fiddled with his fingers, “how do you know your soulmate is a boy?”

You shrugged, deep down you had a strong feeling about it, “I just have this nagging feeling.”

Neville smiled at you weakly before he looked over your shoulder to nod at someone who was passing by your library table, “hi, Harry.”

“Hullo, Neville,” Harry Potter mumbled back and you barely spared the boy a glance.

If you had been paying attention, you would have noticed that the gem on the palm of his hand was grey, the colour of stress and worry.

At fourteen years old, you were sitting in the stands with your friends and excitement was running high as it was the final task of the Triwizard Tournament.

“I can���t wait to see who wins!” Ginny Weasley grinned at you, flipping her long red hair over her shoulder.

You giggled as you looked at the four champions who were waiting outside the enormous maze which was previously the Quidditch pitch. Harry Potter, the youngest and surprise champion looked positively green as he pushed his round glasses up his nose. It looked like he was about to throw up.

“5 galleons for Cedric to win.”

Ginny smirked at you, challenge sparkling in her eyes, “oh, you’re on, Y/L/N! I’m betting that Fleur is going to win,” she offered you her hand and you both shook on it.

With excitement in the pit of your stomach, you watched the champions enter the maze one by one. When all the champions were inside the maze, the trial became a waiting game and you shared Chocolate Frogs and Bertie Bott’s with Ginny. Krum and Fleur were the first two to drop out of the competition – much to Ginny’s dismay – so now it was just between Cedric and Harry.

A little while later, Harry reappeared on the lawn, the crowd greeted him with cheers and the band started playing. Someone screamed and the band’s music died when everyone realised that Harry was sobbing and clutching a lifeless body. The smile slid from your face like Stinksap and dread filled your stomach when you put everything together. Tears stung at your eyes and an almost overwhelming feeling of sadness washed over you like a tidal wave as you realised that Cedric was dead. Cedric had always been so kind to you even though you hadn’t known him very well. Sadness rippled through the crowd as people began to cry and mutter to each other.

You wiped your eyes and sniffled as you looked down at Harry as he cradled Cedric’s body, Harry glanced up with red rimmed eyes to meet yours for a split second before he was escorted away by Professor Moody. You watched him disappear into the castle with a strong sense of foreboding.

In your fifth year, you had your first kiss in The Three Broomsticks with Draco Malfoy – against your better judgement of course – though you knew that he wasn’t your soulmate. It certainly didn’t feel like he was but you just wanted to know what it was like to kiss someone. Neville had somehow persuaded you to join Dumbledore’s Army, a secret group that Harry had started to rebel against Umbridge.

You had only turned up a couple of times because you weren’t exactly friends with Harry so you felt a little awkward by being there. Also, your fellow Ravenclaw, Cho – an extremely pretty and popular girl – spent the lessons flirting with Harry even though Cedric had only died at the end of the previous year.

At first, it was endearing to watch Harry stammer through the lessons, glancing over at Cho every now and then with a pretty pink flush to his cheeks. It got old very quickly and the sight of their flirting created a weird feeling in your stomach. Why hadn’t you found your soulmate yet? Was he even in Hogwarts?

Right now, you were enjoying your summer break and you were about to go into your sixth year and you were still none the wiser about who your soulmate was. You had been writing to Ginny and she had offered to help you in your search for your soulmate. You were going to find him this year, even if he wasn’t at school with you, you’d find him.

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Harry’s spirits were low as he, Ron and Hermione walked down Diagon Alley, it was dark and gloomy with the dirty brick walls plastered with posters of wanted Death Eaters. It was clear the effect that the brewing war had had on it. Harry bit his lip as they walked past the ice cream parlour where he had spent most of his time in the summer before his third year, eating sundaes in the sun. Now it was dark and vacant with a window smashed. It was sad how much the once colourful street had changed in just a few years.

Ron nudged him in the ribs as they turned the corner and pointed towards the end of the street, “there it is, look!”

Harry glanced over to where his best mate was pointing and he grinned at the ridiculously colourful shop that belonged to Fred and George, if anything it seemed to make the rest of the street even darker, the twins certainly didn’t do anything by half measure. He felt relieved that there was still room for some happiness, it was clear that it would lift anyone’s spirits.

“I actually love it,” Harry grinned, threading his fingers through his hair as he watched Hogwarts students file in and out of the shop.

Hermione smiled but Harry could see the fear in her eyes, but when she spoke her voice was quite calm, “how are they even doing it? They could get into serious trouble.”

Harry rolled his eyes as he looked over at Ron with a smirk but his smirk faltered when he saw Ron staring at Hermione, Ron reached out for her but seemed to change his mind at the last moment. With flaming cheeks, Harry looked away from them, it was only a matter of time before they became a couple, but he only hoped that their friendship would be able to take it.

Harry felt a strong sense of relief as they walked into the overcrowded and noisy shop; it was a welcoming change from the empty quiet street outside. Everything was so colourful that it made Harry feel a little dizzy as he grinned at Ron as they headed straight over to the Defence against the Dark Arts section, jumping almost a mile high when a firework exploded over his head.

Ron nodded at the gem on Harry’s hand, shaking a hand through his hair, “it’s on blue, mate.”

Harry grumbled as he looked down at the gem that was emitting a dark blue light and he scowled at it, “yeah, it’s been that way on and off for most of the summer, and there’s nothing I can do about it, I just wish I could do something,” he flushed as he averted his eyes, he almost felt embarrassed talking about this with Ron.

Shaking his head, he quickly turned around without looking where he was going and a result he walked straight into someone, causing them to drop their boxes onto the floor. Harry’s cheeks heated up as he began to stammer out apologies, “Merlin, I um, I’m so sorry,” he chuckled nervously, pushing his glasses up his nose as he bent down to help whoever he had bumped into.

He heard a breathless laugh, a laugh that was almost like a summer breeze, “it’s okay, really. Thank you, Harry,” he glanced up in surprise and found himself looking into the most beautiful eyes he’d ever seen. The girl grinned at him as they both stood up and Harry handed her the boxes back, “thanks again,” she smiled.

Harry nodded before shaking himself out of it, he recognized her from last year, she’d come to a couple of DA meetings, she was a Ravenclaw, “it’s Y/N right?” he smiled when she nodded with a flush high on her cheeks, “yeah, I remember, you came to a couple of DA meetings.”

“Yeah,” she shot him an apologetic look, “I really didn’t want to get into any trouble,” she smiled sheepishly but Harry understood, “are you doing it again this year?”

Harry shook his head as he fiddled with the sleeves of his jacket, “there’s no need, Umbridge is gone,” every time he said that out loud or even thought about it, he felt very smug.

“Thank Merlin,” Y/N giggled; tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as she bit her lip, “it was really good of you to bring everyone together like that. I know that Neville and Luna felt at home during those meetings.”

Harry let out a soft chuckle as he averted his eyes, he hardly knew her but he felt pleased at her words, “anyway, I should probably go and find Luna, I guess that I’ll see you around Harry.”

“Bye, Y/N,” he smiled, watching her as she walked away.

“Someone’s got a crush!” Harry jumped when he heard a voice in his ear and he turned to see the smirking face of Fred Weasley.

“Who’s got a crush?” Ron asked as he pushed his way through the crowd.

“Ooh, has someone got a crush?” Hermione piped up before Harry could defend himself.

“Harry’s got a crush on Y/N Y/L/N, the Ravenclaw student,” Fred smirked; he looked too delighted to be the one conveying this news.

“I do not!” it was true, he didn’t have a crush on her – she was very pretty – because he’d only just met her properly.

“She is very pretty!” Hermione grinned.

“I don’t have a crush,” Harry scoffed and scowled at his friends as he made his way to the till to pay for his things. His friend’s raucous laughter following him. With friends like these, who needs enemies?

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[blazeismyname]

AUGH!!! YOU PERFECTLY CAPTURED IT... MY HEART.... UGH AND IM SO GLAD YOU MENTIONED THAT THEY WERE THE FIRST REAL PARENTS..... AGHH

Also.. yes... omff... Lyfrassir probably absolutely shattered because he remembers them seeing him with Tim and Bertie and then taking them in immediately... giving them a nice meal, new clothes, and beds after so long of horrible conditions. Putting them all in jobs they enjoyed (again, imaging Bertie in a maid dress and honestly, he would fucking enjoy it and I'll fight that) and that they were able to feel like themselves in.. those long sick days where Jesse caught him trying to help someone and immediately being grabbed (even if Jesse was weak in his condition), placed in the garden, and told not to work but to let the nature heal his illness because he knows the fae has a strong connection to nature and Lizzie probably bringing him food and some pillows... urghh

Ashes who had known them for the second longest out of the servants and had seen them through everything. They were the one to get that damned assassin caught and handed to Raph because Jesse and Lizzie let them burn some shit when they felt the need to. They were given a second chance, a chance to be good, and a place to channel their chaos into good...

Ivy who they introduced to her really good friend Nastya and tried to help with her memory. They gave her access to everything she could dream of reading and didn't bother her for having her head in a book.

Raph whom they protected from persecution because they could see how bright of a young woman she was and who was allowed to dissect things by them. She was able to channel her high energy and need to stab into whatever outlets they could find for her, and they let her torture and vivisect a man.

Aurora who was shown nothing but care and was kept very well by them when, in the past, she was probably severely misunderstood and neglected. And they gave Aurora her love and encouraged it, encouraged Aurora and Nastya to be together, however strange it could appear.

URGGHHH!!!! Anyway, I have to continue the doc. Nastya is next and it's gonna be difficult cause I still don't fully understand (if anyone wants to write me a better explanation so I can properly write it.. :) )

so wait does consequences ts have the same kind of "what the fuck are you" kinda vibe as Brian? since it also is alive through magic, it's not really mortal or fae or spirit it just IS I feel like it must also be kind of uncategorizable. lyf is now double confused cause their friends boytoys crush's MARIUS'S bestie just isn't identifiable like at all

tagging @blazeismyname and @rocksanddeadflowers at the risk of starting another thread it's just the idea is not leaving my head and I want other people's thoughts and also I needed an excuse to call Marius lyfs boytoy