#Magic Lilly Tower

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Fairy tail headcannon a nobody wanted at all😊

- most of the dragon slayers+erza eat bugs regularly and it's gross AF to everyone

-Natsu because he grew up in the woods and they were like the number one abundant source of food, same for Wendy but she stopped for a while because Carla told her it was nasty (as soon as she joined the fairy tail guild she reverted so incredibly fast)

-gajeel pretends to thinks it's gross but secretly he really likes the taste he just doesn't wanna have that in common with natsu

- erza and Erik because in the evil slave tower where everyone was starving if you found a bug you ate it before anyone else could grab it from you.

- sting did not do that growing up but started when natsu told him it was good, he does not agree but does it anyway so natsu thinks he's cool

- rogue only tried it a couple times because frosch wanted to try it to be more like a frog and rogue is nothing if not supportive

- laxus grew up normal and thinks all of them are disgusting

- Lucy has the WORST financial skills. Legit they are awful. Everyone thinks she's always broke cuz of the tpd (team property damage) constantly making them lose their reward to repair bills but (while that is a factor) when Lucy sees smth cute that would look great in her apartment she just cannot help herself. Lucy will be so careful trying to save her money then she'll see a new set of stationary and goes "haha rent what rent"

- the hand me down game at fairy tail was fucking insane when they where kids. For levy and lisanna basically everything they owned had been passed down like 6 times already

- that red shirt natsu wore in the flashbacks? Before him it was erza's, and before her it was canas, and before her it was laxus.

- gray wears almost exclusively white jackets because jackets are expensive and if he loses them he would rather they be easy to spot so he can find them again rather then have to buy a new one

- sometimes people will invite erza places for the scary dog privilege when they dont want to be bothered by strangers. Erza has no idea thats the reason she just thought people really liked walking with her through rough parts of town in the middle of the night.

- Carla and lilly have insane beef, for no damn reason. Like both of them are fairly polite so neither will say it openly but every conversation between the two is the most passive aggressive petty insult battle you could imagine

- freed, levy, Lucy and later jellal have a book club where they all meet up and talk about whatever they're reading and play Scrabble and talk a lot of shit about their annoying ass friends.

- happy sometimes comes but he is under no circumstances allowed to bring natsu(he knows what he did)

- when erza met seigrain/jellal in the magic counsel she first tried to attack him, when that proved to be a bad idea she later started specifically destroying stuff under his jurisdiction to make sure he had to deal with as much paperwork as possible

- for her modelling, Mira used to use a very light spray of holy water to remove body hair because it burns it off💀

- wendy romeo and chelia are actually best friends like they are constantly hanging out together just to go do stuff

- erza and Erik hate each other for no reason at all. Like over that year that she worked with crime sorciere they where ALWAYS BEEFING. Every time they were near each other erza was thinking insults she knew he could hear and Erik was fighting for his life not to strangle her to death.

When erza became sclass she used to sit on the 5th step of the stairs because Mira wasn't allowed on those stairs yet and it really pissed her off. She was like, just barely out of reach, so Mira would stand at the bottom the stairs yelling death threats at her and erza would be like "whattt I'm not doing anything I don't even know what your talking about in literally just sitting what are you so mad about"

- when Warren invented cellphones, despite all of them looking like modern smartphones, freed somehow managed to get one that looked exactly like a Blackberry and refuses to get a different one

- Mira used to cut her siblings hair and because she didn't know any good haircuts yet her 2 options where 1- bald or 2- bowl cut. Hence lisannas horrifying cut as a child

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Character Analysis of the Twisted Wonderland Dorm Rooms - Heartslabyul

Not my usual content, exactly, but I thought this was interesting while I was researching for one of my upcoming posts!

Though the characters are in dormitories, they actually show really great characterization in the way they organize and lay out their rooms.

Long and with lots of images, so they are put under a cut.

Dorm Room Character Analysis Series

Heartslabyul | Savanaclaw | Octavinelle | Scarabia | Pomefiore | Ignihyde | Diasomnia

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle has a lot of books. As in, so many that they aren't able to be contained to the larger bookshelf provided to the Dorm Leader. They have been stacked on top, as well as used to fill the smaller bookshelf to the left and stacked on top of that as well, and then also throughout the rest of the room. Little man is the highest ranking member of the library's readers club.

It is of note that Riddle's dorm is not as organized as you might think at first glance. I know a lot of people look at Riddle and oftentimes peg him as being the hyper-organized person with seems to be impossibly able to maintain how many tasks he has to balance. While that's not entirely untrue, and his room is far from messy, he does have books left open on his ottoman and stacked up on his nightstand that he was, most likely, reading in bed. His single framed art in his room is hung crookedly - and this is not a stylistic choice for the Heartslabyul dorm as some of the strange furniture. Both Deuce and Cater have similar wall decorations, but they are not hung crookedly.

Riddle is the only character to have a repeated motif of a broken heart in his decorations in Heartslabyul. Given what all we know about him and his history with his mother, this is fitting, if a little sad. Little details like this make me love to look at these rooms because you can see so much of how the designers considered the characters and their stories when designing their rooms.

Riddle also has a bouquet in a vase of Roses and White Lillies. While Red roses are a rather obvious motif throughout Heartslabyul, White Lillies are thought to symbolize purity, commitment, and rebirth. These are all strong character themes in Riddle's story.

Ace Trappola

We know that Ace likes card trick, as he learned them from his older brother, but I feel like it gets a little lost on a lot of the fandom that he likes magic tricks in general unless you pay close attention to his room card. He's got a magic wand, magic cups, and magic balls.

He likes basketball enough that he has an entire book dedicated to basketball and a hoop installed in his room.

He either has a spare dorm uniform jacket, or when he's in his room he takes off his uniform jacket and just walks around in the patterned vest and t-shirt. It's also possible, given that his brother was also assigned to Heartslabyul, that it's a hand-me-down jacket from his elder brother.

Ace has a card motif throughout his room, which is a cute touch considering he's based on one of the card soldiers. More than likely, it's because he does like card tricks and games. Of note, he also has a little callback to Deuce being his friend in his spade side table and the rest of his dorm as his rug features the Ace of Hearts, Spades, Diamonds, and Clubs.

Ace's desk doesn't seem to see a lot of use, considering that he has a tower of cards on it, which are notorious for being fragile and falling apart with too much movement. Given that we know in canon he doesn't like to study all that much, it makes sense - more than likely he built it while avoiding studying and then it hasn't been jostled because he hasn't really used his desk since.

Both Ace and Deuce (coming up) have not added personalized bedsheets to their bed as opposed to the rest of their dorm, and they're both freshmen,

As has been pointed out before, Deuce shares a room with Ace.

Deuce, of course, has magic wheel posters on his wall.

Deuce's desk is well used, and he has additional bookshelves hung on his wall. Deuce has notes sticking out of some of his books. He also seems to have a book on ducks and either cats/grim (it could be a book on magical beasts, but it's an interesting detail to add). - see addendum!

Deuce has a framed photo on his desk. I would guess this is probably a family photo of him and his mom, though I cannot confirm this.

Deuce has a jacket hanging on his wall, and while at first glance it might be easy to assume it's a PE Jacket or a Track Jacket, it doesn't match the NRC track uniform or PE uniform. This, actually, based on the cut, seems to be a motorcycle jacket, likely for riding magic wheels. It could also be something leftover from his delinquent days.

Cater's room is actually full of characterization, there are so many little details in his room it isn't funny.

To begin with, it seems like Cater's favorite color might be Orange, given that he's the only one in his dorm so far who has a noticable amount of it that breaks away from the normal Heartslabyul colors. This, of course, could be a design choice because Cater's hair is ginger, but consider that across the board it seems like quite a bit of thought was put into what goes into a character's room. Ace, for example, doesn't feature orange in the same way, and Deuce only features a small bit of blue in his rug. If someone was decorating a room, the likely reason to have so much of one color is because you really like that color, or because it matches the theme of a room. Since we know the latter isn't true, it's likely the former. Orange, symbolically, is often used to portray enthusiasm, agreeableness, and excitement when talking about color symbolism, and that tracks as that's the sort of image that Cater tends to display toward other people even if his own emotions are complex in canon.

Cater has a lot of hobbies in his room - which makes sense because canonically he does a lot of various hobbies. Cater is the sort of person who seems to be deeply into experimenting with who he is and who he wants to be.

Though Cater takes a lot of photos with his phone camera in the story, he also has what appears to be a DSLR camera.

He, of course, shows his love of music by having a small stereo, his guitar, and a pair of headphones next to his computer.

Speaking of Cater's computer, it takes up the majority of his desk, which is fitting for someone who wants to be an influencer.

Cater has a sweater at the ready on the back of his chair, leading me to believe he probably gets cold easily.

Cater also has a skateboard. I don't recall Cater ever talking about skateboarding in canon, but it's possible I missed it. Regardless, he has one - whether or not he can use it is a different story entirely.

Faces on everything. Similar to Ace, Cater's rug is a callback to all of his dormmates, though he also has a couple of emoji-like pillows/plushies. Emojis, of course, are a hallmark of digital communications so it fits with his character, though they are notably cheery and cute. I have to wonder how Cater's decor might be different if he was more honest about how he feels as opposed to playing a character most of the time.

Trey's room, similar to Cater, keeps in with having a notable color scheme with the color green. Again, this is the same color as his hair, however as was the reasoning was explained with Cater, this likely means that Green is Trey's favorite color. Green is a color associated with harmony, focus, efficiency and security.

Trey's room is notably more sparsely decorated than the other students. Most of the Heartslabyul cast have something - a photo hanging up, a unique piece of furniture, etc, however Trey really only has his hat stand. If you were to consider Cater one end of a spectrum that leans maximalist, Trey is the opposite, leaning much more minimalist.

It's also of note that Trey is probably the most organized person we've seen so far, even surpassing Riddle. His books are all kept in vertical rows, he has a pen holder on his desk, and he has a hat-stand to keep his hats. Everything in his room has a place, and there is no notable clutter.

Given that we know that Trey likes to bake, he probably doesn't spend much of his free time in his room, which is likely part of why it's so sparsely decorated outside the bed.

Similar to how Ace has a callback to Deuce, and how Deuce has a callback to Grim, Trey's rug is a clover that is divided into the shape of hearts, which is Riddle's motif, and a cute callback to them being childhood friends.

Addendums:

Several people have pointed things out in the comments, so I figured that I would go ahead and add them to this main post as well as they come in.

@margorako has pointed out that the jacket in Decue's room is indeed his jacket he wore during his delinquent days. As was featured in the Twisted Wonderland Manga. I thought it looked familiar, but this confirms that a) it's a magic wheel jacket, and b) that it is embroidered on the back. Great eye!

@eternalsnowfan02 mentioned that Cater does indeed skateboard, as is confirmed in his Union Jacket Birthday card when Jamil purchases him stickers for his skateboard. This means he is, in fact, a Skater Boy.

@xhazmia Pointed out that the book that features a head that appears to be Grim's Head is actually likely the hidden mickey for Deuce's room. Good eye! My vision is bad™ so I'm not usually the best for picking these out in the bedrooms in TWST. I managed to spot a few in the other rooms where they were pretty obvious though:

I have not managed to spot the one for Trey's room, but in looking closer I did notice something else.

This object on Trey's bookshelf is a glasses container, lending further to the notion that he's the most organized of the characters in Heartslabyul.

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Mr. Grinch

Matt Smith x reader

fluff

A/N: For anyone wondering, I am indeed working on the requests some of you sent. They'll be out in no time.

It was Christmas morning, and the house was brimming with holiday cheer. The smell of cinnamon rolls and hot cocoa filled the air, and the kids were eagerly tearing into their presents under the twinkling lights of the tree. The snow outside fell gently, adding to the perfect festive atmosphere.

Matt, in a fit of holiday mischief, had decided to pull a prank. He had gotten a Grinch costume, complete with the green fur, the exaggerated snout, and the oversized hands. He thought it would be hilarious—and a little surprising—for everyone, especially with the kids having never seen him do anything like it before.

As he crept down the hallway, he could hear the laughter and shouts of joy from the living room. He peeked around the corner, ready to make his entrance.

Lilly, who had been playing with her new toys, suddenly looked up and froze. Her wide eyes locked onto the towering figure in green. “What… is that?” she whispered, her voice trembling.

Matt gave his best “Grinch smile,” his eyes narrowing into a mischievous grin, and strode dramatically into the room, making his presence known.

“Where are the children?!” Matt screeched in the most menacing voice he could muster.

Lilly’s face turned white, her bottom lip quivering as she shrank back behind you. “Mommy, make it go away!” she cried, her small hands clutching your arm as she tucked her face to your side.

You stifled a laugh, but quickly rushed to her side, wrapping your arms around her. “It’s okay, sweetie, it’s just Daddy,” you reassured her, but the look of terror in Lilly’s eyes was hard to ignore.

Meanwhile, Max, only four and blissfully unaware of the “threat,” looked at the Grinch with curiosity. His big brown eyes blinked, taking in the strange sight. Without hesitation, he waddled over to Matt and reached out to touch the green fur.

“Bubby,” he said in his little toddler voice, clearly enamoured by the softness of the costume.

Lilly, still hiding behind you, peeked around and glared at Max. “Max, no!” she yelled, her voice filled with urgency. “That’s scary!”

But Max, undeterred, continued to snuggle into Matt’s furry chest, clearly unfazed by the costume. He even pulled at the fur, his face lighting up with delight. “Soft!” he exclaimed, his giggles filling the room.

Matt knelt down, brushing his green hand through Max’s hair. “See, buddy, not so scary, right?”

Lilly crossed her arms, pouting. “You look weird,” she said, still clearly not having forgiven him for his Grinch impersonation.

Matt chuckled softly, peeling off the mask and revealing his own face beneath. “All right, I’ll take it off, no more Grinch. But only because Max isn’t scared.”

Max let out a happy squeal as he hugged Matt’s legs, seemingly content to have his Grinchy new friend around.

Lilly, however, was still skeptical. “You really scared me, Daddy,” she mumbled, crossing her arms over her chest. “You’re not allowed to be the Grinch again.”

Matt threw you a playful look. “I guess I have to make it up to her somehow, huh?”

You smirked, already knowing he’d make it right with a few Christmas surprises for Lilly—maybe even a little extra special Christmas magic just for her. But for now, Matt hugged both of the kids, laughing, as Max happily snuggled into his arms, still wrapped in the green fur of the Grinch.

It was a moment to remember—chaotic and endearing, just like Christmas should be.

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Sometimes you just have to crank out 3000 words in a day because it's been too long since you've written anything.

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Lilliana Bluejeans is missing. Her soul disappeared from Faerun, and despite trying every magical and mundane trick in the book, no one could find her. It’s been a year since then, and that luck is about to change. 

An au of an au of an au

~

It’s almost a year to the day when the contraption in Lup and Barry’s basement finally pings with Lilliana’s location. Kravitz is just setting the table for dinner when Taako gets the call. They haphazardly throw their half-prepared dinner in the fridge and run across the lawn to the house next door. 

“Where is she?” Taako peers over Barry’s shoulder as he scrolls through data on a screen. 

“I’m not a hundred percent sure,” he says. “The reading is very, very similar to one of the cycles, with just a few data points difference on the end.” 

“Which means?” Kravitz asks. Try as he might, he’s never gotten a grasp on planar magic. 

“Which means it could be a reality that’s basically the same as whatever cycle this was, with a few small differences–”

“Or it could be totally different and we won’t know until we get there,” Lup says, flipping through a notebook. “But assuming it’s the saaaameee…” she trails off, turning a few more pages, “there!” She hands the notebook to Taako, “lucky number 93.”

He whistles. “Yeah, I’d say that’s pretty damn similar.” 

All Kravitz sees on the page is a long string of numbers and symbols, and a short description of the reality they supposedly denote. “What’s lucky about it?” 

“It was the year after we all learned artificing,” Lup says. “We came up with the relic plan and were hoping we could end it then and there.” 

“But we didn’t find the light before the scouts showed up, so it was a no-go,” Taako says. 

“We did still find it, though. The world itself was fine when we left.”

“Guys?” Barry interrupts. He’s clicking around on the computer screen. “We better go. The signal’s getting weaker.” 

“What?” Lup whips around and leans over him to look at the screen.

“I don’t know,” small indicators light up on the plane hopping belts connected to the system, “but we need to go before we lose it.” 

They strap the belts on and in an instant are standing in the midst of a strange wilderness. Thick trees wrapped in vines tower higher than Kravitz has ever seen before, their canopy shading them from a sun just beginning to set. 

“It looks like 93,” Taako says. 

“Where’s Lilli?” Kravitz asks. All he can see is vegetation. 

“I lost her exact location when the signal got shoddy, but she should be nearby,” Barry says. 

They head off in pairs. Lup and Taako go one way, and him and Barry go the opposite. As they walk, Kravitz notices some broken branches hanging from the trees, vines torn off the trunks, and general carnage that doesn’t go with the landscape around them. Barry doesn’t seem to notice. He’s nervously clenching and unclenching his hands, and taking a lot of slow breaths. “So,” Kravitz says, attempting casual, “was there much for civilization when you were here?” 

“Not really.” He scans the trees ahead of them, craning his neck to see further into the woods. “A few small towns here and there, but nothing like Faerun.” 

“I think you guys got lucky with Faerun. Not only was it populated, but it had magic just like yours.” 

He looks over at him. “Can you sense her?” 

“Lilli?”

“Who fucking else, Kravitz?”

“Right. Obviously. Sorry.” He’s also nervous, which makes him ask dumb questions. He takes a breath and closes his eyes. He focuses all his senses on reaching out for his niece’s soul. Usually he can find her in an instant and know exactly where she is. Here… she seems to evade him. He opens his eyes. “I can, just barely, but I can’t tell where she is.” 

Barry sighs and keeps walking, drumming fingers against his legs. “I don’t like this.” 

“None of us have used our reaper powers in a different reality before, maybe the magic is interacting weird.” 

“Maybe…” 

They continue on, keeping their eyes and ears peeled. Barry calls out for her a few times, but no dice. For a while, there’s nothing but the sound of their own footsteps to keep them company. Then, in the distance, they hear loud, jovial voices. They pick up the pace, hoping whoever’s there has seen their precious Lilliana. They come to a small clearing and burst out of the trees without thinking. They stop in their tracks, coming face to face with a silver ship and seven people clad in red. 

Barry exhales shakily and takes a step back, “what the fuck?” 

The seven members of the IPRE look equally as surprised but not as distressed as Barry. Magnus, younger than Kravitz ever knew him, breaks the ice, “holy shit!” 

“That’s fucked up,” Lucretia deadpans. It’s even weirder seeing her so young, even though he knows, logically, that she was younger than Magnus at one point. 

“I take it you’re here about your daughter,” Davenport says. 

Kravitz’s eyes widen and he looks to Barry. His face sinks into a frown. “What do you know about my daughter?” Captain Davenport shrugs and Barry’s hands curl into fists. “Where is she?” 

He crosses his arms. “I wouldn’t know. She tends to avoid us.”

“For good reason,” Merle mutters loudly. Davenport turns to glare at him and Lup shushes him. 

“What did you do?” Barry’s demeanor has settled into cold displeasure and he’s on his way to anger. He knows what this crew was like during their voyage, and Kravitz almost doesn’t want to know what he thinks they’ve done. 

“Nothing!” Lup defends. “We just– we ran into her sometimes.” 

“Lup,” the other Barry says exasperatedly. “Come on.” 

“We found her by accident,” Lucretia says, coming forward. “A few dozen cycles back, she died near the ship and we found her. We thought she was someone from that world, but when we went through her stuff, we discovered who she really was.” 

Kravitz can feel Barry trembling ever so slightly at his side. Through clenched teeth he says, “and then?”

“Well… being from the future, she had to know how to defeat the Hunger. We tracked her down on the next cycle and asked her to tell us. She refused. Then…” she hesitates and sighs, “we decided that we would keep trying. So it became a bit of a Wile E. Coyote and Roadrunner situation. She avoided us at all costs.” 

“But!” Lup steps in front of Lucretia, “with all our perseverance, we did eventually get our answers and,” she spreads her arms out, “it’s over! And it’s over early! No more Hunger, no more realities getting pillaged and absorbed, no one getting hurt anymore, and none of the ‘dark and hard and scary’ stuff that Lilliana said we’d have to go through later on!” 

Kravitz can see the lecture rolling around in Barry’s brain. He opens his mouth to give the IPRE a piece of  his mind but is cut off by an agonizing wail deeper in the woods, back the direction they came. He turns sharply and whispers, “Lup.” He takes off into the trees with Kravitz at his heels. He can hear the IPRE following behind them, but Kravitz can’t think about that right now. Whatever made Lup scream like that is far more important. 

They enter another clearing, much larger than the one the Starblaster had been parked in. On the far side, they can see Lup’s back as she kneels next to Lilliana, who’s flat on the ground. Lup’s hunched over with her hands over her mouth. Taako’s next to her with a hand on her back and Lilli’s bow at his side. “No,” Barry says to himself, picking up his speed, “no no no no no.” He goes around the other side of Lilliana and kneels. Kravitz brings up the rear, slowing to a stop and standing at her feet. His chest constricts as he looks down at her. 

She’s dead, and it’s not pretty. 

There are large, open puncture wounds and fresh blood coating her neck. Her red cloak, made from an old IPRE robe, is fanned out underneath her in a cruel mockery of the pool of blood soaking into the dirt. There’s some blood on her lips and trickling out the corners of her mouth. Kravitz has seen a slit throat or two in his time, he knows she was choking and gagging, trying desperately to breathe and keep herself alive, only for her own blood to get in her way. Her eyes are open, staring blankly at the clear sky above where there’s not a speck of Hunger to be found. 

“We have to bring her back,” Lup says, looking across Lilli’s body at Barry. He nods, his eyes glistening, and summons a black leather-bound book from nowhere. In any other circumstance, Kravitz would question why he felt the need to carry it with him. 

He flips through it, then runs his hand down one of the pages and nods. He stands. “You should go find her soul,” he says to Lup. “She’s not from this world, and I don’t know how many times she’s died before this. I don’t want her to get lost.” Her and Taako’s heads jerk up, but before she can question him about her daughter dying more than once, he juts his chin towards the other end of the clearing. They turn and see the other IPRE lurking just beyond the treeline. 

Lup gasps, and looks back to Barry. He nods solemnly. “Oh, my baby,” she says. She caresses Lilli’s face and kisses her forehead, “my baby girl, I’m so sorry.” 

“We’ll fix it,” Taako says, squeezing her arm. “Go find her.” 

She stands and takes Barry’s hand for a moment as he passes her, heading for the middle of the clearing. Then she summons her scythe, tears open a rift, and disappears. Barry draws his wand and starts burning what Kravitz can only assume will be a ritual circle into the hard packed dirt. He can see the IPRE whispering to each other back in the trees.

Cycle 93. They were so fucking close. 

“Krav.” He looks to Taako, still kneeling next to Lilliana. He nods to the space across from him, “help me get her accessories off.” He kneels as Taako undoes the fastener on her cloak. “Lift her up.” 

She’s still warm as Kravitz slides a hand under her neck and cradles the back of her head. He puts his other hand on her chest and angles her up gently, just enough for Taako to remove her cloak completely and lift the strap of her bag of holding over her head and off her shoulder. Her braid is soaked red with her blood. Taako casts prestidigitation to clean it all up, and Kravitz lays her back down. They remove her quiver from her hip, her leather archery glove, and the leather bracer she wears on her other arm. Taako carefully places all her belongings in her bag. Kravitz closes her eyes and crosses her hands over her stomach. If it weren’t for the gaping holes in her neck, she could be sleeping. 

Taako stands and swings the strap of her bag over his head. “I’m gonna see if Barry needs any help. You stay here–” 

A tearing sound right next to his ear makes him jump, and Lup comes marching out of her rift. She ignores them and beelines for the IPRE across the clearing. She grabs the alternate version of herself and throws her to the ground. The parts of her clothes that were touched are singed black. She scrambles to her feet and takes a step back, “what the fuck is wrong with you?”

Smoke curls out of Lup’s closed fists and her eyes burn with fury as she advances on herself. “My daughter just screamed at me to go away and leave her alone. She ran away from me. My daughter does not run away from me.” She grabs her again and gets in her face. “What did you do?” 

The other Lup shoves her off and pats out the small embers that had caught on her robe. “Nothing you wouldn’t have done. We’re literally the same person. I wanted to minimize as much suffering as I could.” 

“I haven’t been you in a long time. I don’t give a damn about what you were trying to do.” Lup points back towards where Lilli’s body lies, “that little girl is my first priority.” 

Other Lup crosses her arms. “She’s an adult.” 

“She’s mine.” 

Other Lup looks away from her and doesn’t offer a response. 

Lup brushes past her, bumping her shoulder aggressively, and walks back over to them. “You have to go get her, Kravitz.”

He stands. “She’s nearby?” 

“She was. She ran off when I got too close, but if anyone can find her, it’s you.” 

He puts a hand on her shoulder. “The dead don’t always have all their faculties. She’ll recognize you when she’s back.” 

“Just go. I don’t want her to wander off too far.” 

He summons his scythe, tearing a rift with centuries of ease. He steps through it into a copy of this world painted in greyscale. He reaches his senses out for Lilli again, and this time it’s stronger. He heads off in the direction it leads him. He only has to walk for a short time before he sees a faint white glow in the distance. He approaches carefully, and there she is, wandering aimlessly through the trees. She’s all white, dressed how she was when she died. Every now and again the edges of her form flicker and blur, the sign of a soul that’s been through a lot. 

“Lilliana?” She startles when he speaks, and she’s tense as she turns to face him. Her eyes are all white. He holds his hands up placatingly. “It’s all right, I’m not going to hurt you.” 

Her shoulders relax, and she stares at him. “Kravvy?” 

He smiles. “Yeah, Lilli. It’s me, Kravitz.” 

“I think I’m lost.”

“That’s okay,” he takes a tentative step towards her, “that’s why I’m here. I’m taking you home.”

“You know how to get home?”

“I do. Mama and Daddy and Uncle Taako are all waiting for you, just through the woods a little ways.” He holds out his hand, “I’ll show you.” 

She looks at his hand, then up at him. She takes it and smiles softly. “Okay, Kravvy.” Her form shimmers and coalesces into a ball of light. He brings her in close and cradles her against his chest as he retraces his steps through this in-between plane. Back where he started, he tears a rift into the Prime Material and returns to the real world with his niece’s soul in hand. 

Lilli’s body has already been placed in the center of the ritual circle, outlined with runes and the dust of various gemstones. Barry stands outside the circle at her head, Lup at her feet, and Taako stands ninety degrees between both of them. Kravitz takes his place across from him. 

Barry takes a deep breath, “okay.” He begins reading an incantation. The runes drawn around her begin to glow, and Kravitz holds out his hands, allowing her soul to float away. It stops and hovers over her body for a few seconds, then sinks down and disappears into her chest. Barry’s incantation continues for several lines, allowing Lilli’s wounds to vanish, then stops. The glowing dims and disappears, and they all wait with bated breath. She lays there unmoving, and Kravitz worries for a half second that Barry Bluejeans, best necromancer this side of reality, fucked up his daughter’s resurrection. 

Then she inhales sharply, and her eyes fly open. She takes quick, short, panicked breaths. He steps into the circle and takes a knee next to her, putting a hand on her shoulder. “Deep breaths, Lilli. You’re okay.” 

Her eyes dart over to him. “Kravitz,” she breathes. “You’re real.”

He takes her hand and holds on tight. “Real as ever.” 

“I’m alive.”

“You are. Do you think you can sit up?” She nods, and he helps her up. She freezes when she sees Lup ahead of her. “Hey,” he says softly, she doesn’t look at him. “You’re safe. Look closer.”

Her eyes roam over the woman in front of her. “Mom?” Lup’s breath stutters and her eyes glisten, but she smiles. Lilli reaches for her, tears welling in her eyes, “Mama.” He steps back to let her in, and she falls to her knees, wrapping Lilli up in her arms. “Mama,” she cries. “Mama, I’m sorry. I tried so hard. I’m so sorry.”

Lup caresses the back of her hair. “I know, honey. It’s okay. This never should have happened. It’s not your fault.” 

Barry abandons his book and drops to his knees next to his family. He wraps both of them up in his arms, silent tears rolling down his face. Lilliana sobs in their embrace, overwhelmed by finally being freed from what Kravitz can only imagine was decades of crippling loneliness. 

Taako picks up the necromancy book and puts it in Lilli’s bag. He smiles at him, then walks over to the still-lurking IPRE. He claps his hands together and says in his best Sizzle It Up! voice, “all right, folks! Show’s over! You can get back to whatever sad lives you’re planning to build on this lame planet.” The other Lup rolls her eyes and Taako narrows his. “Got something you want to say, Lulu?” 

“Just because we beat the Hunger sooner than you doesn’t mean our lives will suck.” 

“Maybe not.” 

“And all of this,” she gestures to the ritual circle and family behind Taako, “just proves my point. The second we destroyed the Hunger, you guys showed up. If she had just told us that all it’d take was a shield and didn’t make us spend 40 years and a ton of magic dragging it out of her, then maybe we could’ve learned artificing earlier, and we all could’ve been done with it ages ago.” 

“You learned artificing last cycle.” Taako’s tone is level. Too level. Something’s been put together in his head and he doesn’t like it. 

“We did.” 

“So you knew you were ending it this cycle.” 

“We found the Light, we had the staff, Lucretia had the spell. Why wouldn’t we?”

He gives a one-syllable laugh. “Of course. Why wouldn’t you? You have all the pieces.” The other Lup nods, Kravitz waits for the other shoe to drop. “So why, on Pan’s green fucking Earth, wouldn’t you give the kid a fucking heads up, so she knows not to fucking die?!” 

There it is.

The other Lup balks. “She runs away from us! It’s not like we could’ve talked to her about it!”

“Message! Sending! Carrier pigeon! Half of you are wizards, you should be able to figure this shit out!” 

She throws her hands in the air. “What do you want from me, Taako? Why should our crew have to suffer as long as you did, for the same ending?”

He laughs. “Oh, you’re not getting the same ending out of this, Lulu.”

Lilli, now standing, comes to Taako’s side and takes his hand. “Don’t bother, Koko. I told them over and over again to forget about me and figure it out themselves. I told them that if they just stuck it out that they’d go through some shit, but they’d find so much happiness at the end of it all. I even told them that all the planes that got consumed would be fine. She doesn’t care.”

Taako purses his lips, scanning over the crew in front of him. He lands on Lucretia. “You know, I’m not a huge fan of some of the actions taken by certain people in my reality. But even I have to admit that those actions brought way more people into our lives than we would’ve had otherwise.”

“Like Kravvy,” Lilli says, resting her head on his shoulder.

Taako snorts. “He’s one of the few that we would’ve met anyway.”

“Who is he?” Other Taako asks, speaking for the first time. 

“I guess you’ll never know,” Lilli says. 

Taako puts his arm around her and steers them back towards Lup and Barry. “C’mon peanut, let’s get you home.” 

[sinadukek]

Title: Shadows in Zaun – Part 3

Character: Smeech x reader

---

Zaun had always been a battleground, but Silco’s death turned the city into a war zone. Who would control the undercity now? Smeech, Chross, Renni, and Madam Margot—all of them sought the throne left vacant. But the quiet schemer, Smeech, had been planning his move carefully, and this time, he wasn’t alone.

You had become something more than just an ally. After your encounter with the enforcers, something shifted. You weren’t just standing by Smeech anymore; you were with him. In more ways than one.

Smeech had trained you the ways of Zaun’s dangerous streets. But he didn't know about you harnessing a power of your own—a power you hadn’t known you possessed until it burst forth in a surge of blood-red energy, like something from the Black Rose’s history book. You learned quickly to control it: arcane abilities that allowed you to manipulate the very essence of your enemies, causing pain with just a wave of your hand. The rose like thorned flower tendrills with the occasionally dainty spider lilly attached made survival easy enough. It was raw and dangerous, but beautiful and graceful at the same time. But in Zaun that danger, that’s exactly what you needed to survive.

---

Smeech had always been meticulous. He didn’t trust anyone without knowing their deepest motivations. Now, as you both watched the rest of Zaun’s power players move about the city, preparing for their own respective takeovers, you found yourself caught in the whirlpool of his ambition. You had come to realize that Smeech’s drive was far more than just a desire for power—it was the drive to protect his vision for Zaun.

He looked at you now, both a partner and something more. His mechanical arms and legs whirred slightly as he moved across the room, adjusting his plans, his sharp gaze fixed on you.

“You’re not just here for show anymore, are you?” he asked, his voice low, almost challenging. He could see the change in your behavior.

You met his gaze, the faint shimmer of blood-red energy crackling in your fingertips. "I’m not just a bystander, Smeech. I’m in this with you. If we're going to take over this city, we do it together."

There was a brief moment of silence before he smirked, a glint of approval in his eyes.

“That’s unexpected to say the least."

---

The chance to prove your worth came faster than expected. Word spread that Renni’s chem-barons had begun sabotaging Smeech’s underground shipments. The situation was tense, and you knew this wasn’t just a battle for resources—it was about sending a message.

Smeech’s plan was meticulous, but this time, you weren’t staying behind. The day of the fight, you arrived at the warehouse, your hands crackling with that red arcane energy. The books had taught you well: you weren’t just using brute force, but a tactical approach, manipulating the battlefield to your advantage.

The chem-barons arrived in full force, expecting an easy raid. They weren’t prepared for the sight of you—your red energy pulsating, raking through the air like a living thing, and the speed with which you took down their front line. The air hummed with your power as you snapped your fingers, sending out flower tendrils of arcane magic that ripped at the minds and bodies of those who dared approach. It was an effortless act of destruction. Yet it's delicate spider lilly's made it graceful in a way.

Smeech fought beside you, his mechanical limbs slicing through the crowd with sharp precision. His arms and legs hummed as the cybernetic enhancements allowed him to push through the battle with ease. But it was clear that your arcane powers were a game-changer he didn't expect.

---

The tide of battle shifted in your favor, but just as victory seemed inevitable, a familiar figure appeared—Renni. She towered over you both, her tall frame imposing and dangerous, with a grin that sent a chill through the room.

“You thought you could handle this without me?” Renni's voice boomed as she stepped forward.

Smeech’s gaze never left her. “I don’t need your help, Renni. But if you want to make this interesting, I’m happy to oblige.”

Smeech now knowing what power you whield gives you the sign. With a single signal, you unleashed a wave of blood-red thorned tendrils that slashed through the air, pushing Renni back slightly. The sheer power was enough to make her pause, her arrogance faltering for just a moment.

Smeech grinned. “She’s not the only one with tricks up her sleeve.”

As the fight continued, you and Smeech found yourselves working in sync, using both his mechanical prowess and your arcane abilities to tear down anyone who got in your way. But it wasn’t just about power—it was about a partnership. A bond forged in the chaos of Zaun.

When the last of the chem-barons and their reinforcements lay defeated, you stood side by side with Smeech, your breathing heavy, your energy still crackling in the air.

“That,” Smeech said, wiping his blade clean, “was a statement.”

You nodded, wiping the sweat from your brow.

---

Back at Smeech’s workshop, the tension began to settle. You were no longer just someone who aided him—you were an essential part of his plan.

As you helped clean the room and tend to your own injuries, Smeech’s mechanical limbs whirred softly in the corner. He wasn’t used to this level of cooperation, but with you, something clicked. There was no need for words now; the connection between you both was deeper than that.

“You’ve more power than one would guess." Smeech commented, watching you work with a mix of pride and curiosity.

You shot him a knowing look. “I’m just getting started.”

His smile was faint but genuine. “Let’s see how far we can push this, then.”

You knew this wasn’t just about power anymore. It was about what came next—and with Smeech at your side, you were ready to take on the world of Zaun together.

[purpleprincessonfyre]

Marvel AU - Monster (or coward?)

Timeline: During The Battle of New York, but what if Sylvie and Loki invaded New York together?

Characters: Liane Felton, Loki Laufeyson, Sylvie Laufeydottir

Features: Ethan Lensherr, Rochelle Romanoff-Felton and some characters from Liane's past

IB: Monster by Imagine Dragons, Avengers (2012)

'Ever since I could remember

Everything inside of me

Just wanted to fit in,'

"We need to get out of here, this building isn't stable!"

"Funny, I was about to say that about your mental state!" Ethan joked, holding back debris as Liane ran for safety. The battle of New York was raging as heroes ran left and right trying to get STARK staff members away from the tower in a hurry.

"You're cute. Come on, I don't wanna drag you out from underneath rubble."

"Go, I'll hold it off until everyone's safe."

Liane nodded and ran towards the exit but as she ran through what she thought was the door to outside she found herself inside a box that seemed to be made of pure gold. When she turned around the door was gone and she was entirely surrounded by walls of gold, from floor to ceiling. Liane growled, her fists balled as her anger rose.

'If I told you what I was

Would you turn your back on me?

And if I seem dangerous

Would you be scared?'

"Dammit Loki or whatever, let me out!"

A dry chuckle echoed through the hollow space, clearly enjoying this.

"My my, Miss Felton. You forget yourself. That's hardly the way a polite young lady would address her father..."

"What?"

Liane turned to follow the sound and saw her father before her, standing in her family home with her, her surroundings now resembling her family's dining hall. She knew it was magic but she could hear the ticking grandfather clock on the floor, she could feel the heat from the roaring fire, she could smell the sharp scent of the lillies on the dining table and the hairs on her neck stood straight up as she heard the unmistakable voice.

"Come on little lady, say you're sorry and give me a smile."

"I won't fall for your tricks! That's not my father!"

"How dare you, you insolent girl!" Her father snarled, leaning in to hit her, booze on his breath.

"I'm not scared of you, your stupid magic can't hurt me, you're gonna have to try harder than that if you want to hurt me, Dumb and Dumber."

'I get the feeling just because

Everything I touch isn't dark enough

That this problem lies in me.'

The image of her father melted away and suddenly she was in her childhood bedroom and the scent of nail polish hung in the air as someone approached her, someone looming over her by miles. Then she saw his eyes and his wicked grin and felt her heart race. It was Quentin. She felt so much younger in his gaze, so much smaller and so naive. It stung her eyes seeing him like that before her, as if she'd never even left.

"Little Sister...myself and the boys want to play a little game and we need a damsel in distress."

"You're a liar, you always were!"

"What? We simply want to rescue the pretty princess but you will have to get in the boat and let us tie you up. But don't worry! We'll rescue you. Eventually."

"Rot in hell, Quentin!"

"Have it your way..."

Liane's eyes stung with tears as her eyes changed colour.

"Stop it, stop it Quent!"

"Awwww baby's crying! Look at the baby crying!"

"YOU SHUT YOUR MOUTH QUENTIN OR I WILL BURN YOUR STUPID HEAD!"

'Can I clear my conscience

If I'm different from the rest

Do I have to run and hide?'

The illusions faded as she was transported back into the box.

"Now there's the Felton I was told about..."

"You could do so much if you weren't so pathetic and predictable all the time..."

"Who ever heard of a hero that can burn you alive?"

"You can both shut up! I changed! But you...you never will."

"Shame. We were really getting somewhere for a minute there. Shall we?"

"Go on then."

The room melted away all over again and now Liane saw a place she'd tried to forget. A room she wished she'd never entered. Seeing a face she never wanted to see again. And hearing that voice that haunted her days and nights ever since she put him away.

'I never said that I want this

This burden came to me

And it's made it's home inside,'

"Guten tag, frauline...."

"Edmund..."

"Awww no pet name this time? Aw you are shaking like a leaf. Would you like my coat?"

"You stay away from me!"

"But why? You knew this was happening, und you never said no to it before. You befriended those girls, you bought them the drinks, you made them your friends all happy, and you let me take them away..."

"I was drunk! You always made sure of that, you filthy monster!"

"Nein! Nein, I am not the only monster here. You were, how you say, complicit in the crimes? You could have said no. You could have said you wanted no part in my plans. But you were just so desperate to be loved and adored that you turned a blind eye! All those innocent, naive girls! The blood of those girls is ON YOUR HANDS ALONE! You, are the true monster, Frauline."

'A monster, a monster

I've turned into a monster

A monster, a monster

And it keeps getting stronger.'

Every wall started to reflect just Liane's reflection back at her but each one was different. Her childhood, her teens, her eyes bright purple in all of them, each reflection whispering the same word over and over again as the word started to ring in her head like a death toll.

Monster.

Monster.

Monster!

"ENOUGH!" Liane screamed as the room was consumed by flames, the reflections all melting and the illusions shifting in a jarring fashion from Edmund Zola, to Quentin, to Milton and then back to Loki, who was grinning from ear to ear.

"We finally broke her...told you it was easy."

"You were right, turns out if one's heart is so blackened and bruised, then it won't be tricky to turn it darker."

"I'm not a monster!"

"Oh really? Monsters are born from anger, pain and hatred. Monsters act without thought. Monsters are ruthless. And what does that make you? A monster? Or a coward?"

"I'll take coward over monster any day, and for the record I was tricked!"

The two Lokis laughed, holding their stomachs as tears rolled down their cheeks as if Liane had just told the funniest joke.

"Were you now? So you lashing out at your father, was because of a trick?"

"You hurting your brothers, that was the fault of a trick?"

"You turning on Edmund and testifying against him, all because you were tricked? No my dear sweet monster, you knew exactly what you were doing. That rage, your fire, you deliberately took that rage and damaged them.

"Scarring your father's face, burning your brother's hair, and don't forget that scar running down Eddie's chest, right over his heart. That was all you. That was the monster. And it's getting stronger. But the longer you hide it with this...hero act? It'll get murderous. It will hurt people you care about. That boy you like? Your precious cousin? Your new friends who just started to trust you? They'll all be ashes on the ground. And you'll be painted as a villain. Just like us."

Loki and Sylvie approached, as Liane looked up at them, tears in her eyes as Loki grabbed her chin harshly.

"Shhhh it's alright little Mutant, it's very simple. Either wait until your actions destroy everyone you love, or give in to us and follow the future rulers of Asgard."

"We could make your our little princess. Put a pretty crown on your golden curls. Keep you in a lovely little box where you won't hurt anyone back on Asgard. And all you'll have to do is just prance about and play dress up, ride on your very own pegasus, we'll make you your own boyfriend or girlfriend to play with, all day long. Or....you and your precious little team die. Either by your hands, or ours. Your choice, Princess."

Liane looked around her and saw her team through the confines of the box she was trapped in. All of them fighting tooth and nail to take out aliens and get the people to safety. All things she would have scoffed at a year ago. She saw Ethan, doing everything he can to help the citizens get away. Rochelle, fighting aliens left and right even as she's injured. Her team doing whatever it takes to save the world. They were better off without her.

'I'm only a man with a candle to guide me

I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me,'

Liane hung her head and looked up at the Lokis, resigned to her fate.

"Do what you like. But don't hurt my friends. Lock me up, tease me, play with me, whatever. But you don't touch them. Please." There was shame in her eyes but Liane had decided she was better off a coward than a monster. Loki nodded his approval.

"Glad you came to your senses, Little Princess. They didn't need you anyway. Sylvie?"

Sylvie wrapped chains around Liane's neck and wrists, leading her to a portal as a voice rang out, beyond the box, from the outside. Liane was barely paying attention when it hit her ears. And a smile spread on her face as it repeated. And she could see outside the box his big green eyes, his dark hair and the concern and worry in his face as he shouted across the battlefield. Ethan was calling to her.

"LIANE!"

"Silly boy, come on pet, we've built a cage just for you."

"Shame."

"I beg your pardon?"

"I said, shame. Cause your pet just remembered what freedom tastes like!"

The entire box was set ablaze as Lianes eyes glowed, her chains sizzling to dust as she approached the two Mischief deities.

"Turns out I can be both. I can be the daughter of a sleazy businessman and a hero. The sister of a disgusting politician and an Avenger. The ex fiancée of the leader of HYDRA, and the girl about to kick. Your sorry. Asses!"

The box crumbled away to nothing as Liane approached the two co-conspirators with fury in her eyes, her fists aflame.

"You'd better keep fighting cause I'm gonna make damn sure you go back where you came from AND YOU NEVER COME BACK!" Liane roared as airborne fire seemed to burst from her lungs and out of her mouth, sitting the pair ablaze as they disappeared in a poof of magic.

As she managed to find her bearings a hand reached and squeezed hers tightly. It was Rochelle's, and her bright blue cousin was smiling.

"Let's end this fight."

"Together."

And the two fighting Feltons rushed back into the fray, a new sense of courage now fostered in Liane's bruised and blackened heart, slowly starting to rise to reflect on her face. Maybe the past wouldn't define her forever. And just maybe, she would get through this and move on. But not today. That battle was for another time, in another place. Probably in a doctors office somewhere. Monster, coward, hero was starting to sound pretty good from where Liane was standing.

Hope you enjoyed!

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[jasper-tarot-reader]

Neopets/Skyrim Tarot: XVI. The Tower

The Tower is the last of my favorite cards (and rounds off the Fuck You Trinity with Death and the Devil) in the Major Arcana. This is a card of catastrophic, cataclysmic change, whether you want it or not (usually not).

The War for the Obelisk is the last Event across the Neopets site that I was playing regularly for. It was a predominantly battling-based event, although there was a small digging element at the very beginning. And now it's more of a cyclical, ongoing battle thing. An earthquake rocked the outskirts of Tyrannia and revealed the tip of the obelisk, so Neopians were invited to help with the digging until the obelisk was fully revealed.

That's when the factions got involved.

A member of the Thieves Guild reported to Kanrik on Terror Mountain; that member was then captured by the Duchess and the obelisk was brought to the attention of the Sway (which is the faction I ended up joining back in the day). The Order of the Red Erisim (man, they keep showing up in this deck) found out via scrying, and Rasala the Bright decided that they needed to get involved. Since the obelisk was quickly becoming common knowledge, Commander Flint of the Brute Squad found out about it; believing that evil was best defeated by pre-emptive strikes, they came to get involved. The Seekers, led by Professor Lambert, found out next and came to study the place. And a pair of undead twins named Lanie and Lillie were watching all of this fighting and mistook it as a grand party that they hadn't been invited to, so they brought their army of undead called the Awakened to come party.

I'm just gonna quote this next chunk directly from the JellyNeo article:

The six factions battled on for weeks, until the faction leaders themselves were forced to enter battle. The battle appeared to be drawing to a close, when something quite unexpected happened - the Obelisk called forth forces of it's own. These spirits set about attacking the already weakened factions, one spirit per faction. They appeared to be manifestations of the fears of the faction leaders themselves. Apathy appeared for the Seekers, tempting them to give up their knowledge seeking ways and become complacent. Death appeared for the Awakened, representing their fears for an end to their immortality and their party. Envy appeared for the Order, representing Rasala's fear that her desire to have as much magical power as others may turn her into someone like Xandra. Greed appeared for the Thieves Guild, representing Kanrik's fear that the Guild may return to the excesses and immorality of Galem Darkhand's day. Pride appeared for the Sway, representing the Duchess's fears that too much pride in her actions could lead her to forget the reason for them - the greater good of Neopia. Finally, Wrath appeared to face the Brute Squad, representing Flint's fears that they become a destructive influence in Neopia - the very thing they were formed to stop.

Finally, after a long and grueling battle to defeat the spirits, the surviving members of the six factions pulled themselves up and finally cracked open the obelisk - the Sway as the strongest, so they earned the right to pop it open. Inside, they discovered the Oracle, who had summoned the fears to test everyone (because it was bored or something? I don't know). The Oracle claimed to know much of Neopia's coming future, but refused to divulge it, opting instead to reward the Sway with 'boons'.

After that, the factions set a tentative alliance that quickly devolved into random skirmishes, hence why this is now a regular battle event rather than a huge one.

Honestly, no better choice for the Tower than this event besides maybe the fall of Faerieland. But this one was likely chosen because the obelisk stands in quite well for the classic representation of the tower.

Sheogorath, Ruler of the Shivering Isles, Fourth Corner of the House of Troubles, the Skooma Cat, is the Daedric Prince of Madness. Because of this, he's often associated with mental illness, both in-game and out of it. On a personal note, playing the Shivering Isles expansion as a youngin actually helped me better understand my own blender of issues. Before the end of the Third Era, Sheogorath was the cursed form of Jyggalag, the Daedric Prince of Order. Even when the Hero of Kvatch/Champion of Cyrodiil mantled the title of Sheogorath to free Jyggalag thanks to the most unhinged scheme ever (and I mean that affectionately) which actually worked, memories of being Jyggalag still remain ingrained in Sheogorath.

Also 10/10, a perfect choice for the Tower card. Sheogorath is present in the Blue Palace in Solitude, which was the current seat of the High King (and still is unless you go Stormcloak route) and has a history of batshit insane rulers. Potema, Pelagius...shit is certainly fucked in Solitude. Add in the Creation Club content from Saints & Seducers (it's in the game and on the UESP so we must unfortunately consider it to be canon) that drags you to Solitude's sewers and then under the arch, and you've got the perfect little mixing pot of chaos.

Funny how the author managed to actually understand the brief for the Tower card but not some of the previous ones...eh, we'll see what else this deck throws at us later.

[honest-moth-of-silver-grove]

Hello I'm wanting to participate in the bg3 matchup please, if it's closed I'm sorry. I'm gonna do my tav (my pfp), thank you ^^ Name: Nixie Stormchapel Age: 27 Pronouns: She/Her Sexuality: Pansexual (Monogamous) Class: Sorcerer (Storm sorcerer) Race: Tiefling (Mephistopheles) Background: Sailor/Criminal (Pirate) Alignment: Chaotic Neutral Likes: Rum, jewelry, her "crew", kids/animals (secretly but not so secretly), whale blubber, a good erotica, the sea, her ship the "Dazzling Pearl". Dislikes: Pirate hunters, slavers, racists (especially against tiefling), people who don't respect/tip barmaids, people who don't know how to take a joke, scurvy. Hobbies: Pickpocketing, map making, singing sea shanties, drinking rum/tea, building model ships, and reading pirate erotica. Feats: Became a pirate captain after slaying a kraken that killed the former captain, "successfully" made out with a siren and survived when she ripped out her spleen, has freed hundreds of slaves from ships. Fears: Getting scurvy, adds lemon to her daily diet to avoid it, like adding it to rum/tea, her food or just eats it like one would an apple. Letting her "crew" down, constantly worries about their wellbeings but is to prideful to admit this fear. Personality: Is very charming and witty, loves to socialize, is always seen smiling or making jokes and can be a bit flirty but when she gets mad it can be pretty unsettling since it's so rare. Bonds: Tends to compliment people a lot, usually to get what she wants but if she likes you she means it genuinely, also loves to give gifts, like the treasures she found. Is loyal to her "crew". Ideals: Believes freedom to be the upmost of importance, the sea was freedom to her. When she was a pirate captain she not only pillaged other ships for loot but freed slaves being transported via sea. Faith: None Flaws: Has a bit of a drinking problem, but rarely gets wasted due to infernal blood, also loves shiny things, can't resist the shiny, so she often steals stuff under people's noses. Has a mouth of a sailor, no filter once so ever. Strength: 14 Intelligence: 12 Dexterity: 10 Wisdom: 9 Constitution: 13 Charisma: 17

A/N: Because you @lilly-pad02 didn’t specify a gender preference, just that your Tav is Pansexual and monogamous, I’ve given you one of both below. For your matchups, I think Gale (Male) and Karlach (Female) would be best suited to you. 

☸ Gale would be a great match for your Tav, Nixie! He’s always excited to learn more about the world, especially about lands, cultures, and magics from far away. He’d love nothing more than for Nixie to regal him with all the tales of her and her crew’s grand adventures on the high seas. 

Gale has made it very clear that to him, the most important thing in a partner is personality and commitment, not looks. He’s not against dating a tiefling, or a halfling, or even a mind flayer! He thinks Nixie looks amazing. She has this strong, adventurous aura about her which intrigues him greatly. 

Gale may be a bit intimidated even by Nixie’s outgoing demon and sailor mouth, but that just becomes another one of the things he loves about her. He thinks it's very admirable, Nixie’s choice to save slaves from their slave ships, to grant them freedom. Gale knows freedom is not something to take lightly, it's a treasure, and it should be protected accordingly. (He’s also a little teensy bit intimidated by her sorcery, being a wizard and all, but he keeps that tidbit to himself.)

Gale’s home is in Waterdeep but he’s not against joining Nixie for one or two adventures on the high seas every year, so long as he can come back to his tower now and then to check in on Mrs. Dekarious and his old friends. On that note, Tara adores Nixie, for getting Gale to finally come out of his shell. Although the tressym may have a habit of making a passive-aggressive comment or two about the pair finally “settling down” lol. 

Knowing that she wants to avoid scurvy, Gale takes it upon himself to find all the recipes he can that include lemon or orange, promising to make them for her. He loves cooking and is more than happy to adjust his ingredient list to suit her needs. 

The both of them are constantly in pursuit of something more, something greater- a trait they admire in one another. They encourage each other in the best of ways, all while understanding that even though they're committed to one another, they’re committed to their unique goals as well. 

Overall the two of them work great together! Their goals in life and love align just perfectly! Thanks to Nixie’s travels and Gale’s teaching, they become one of the best-known couples in Baldur’s Gate. Bards and poets alike write songs and prose dedicated to their relationship. It’s very safe to say they’re basically couple goals. 

❂ Karlach would also make a good match for Nixie! She’s just as loud and adventurous and always down for a good time. Plus, Karlach is a tiefling as well, so she gets the discrimination that can come with the horns and tail. 

Karlach and Nixie together are like the life of the party! They’re both so compassionate, even though their lives haven’t always been easy. Karalch admires Nixie so much for her rebellious spirit, choosing to free the slaves on slave ships she and her crew come across. Karlach herself was a slave once, and she would have given anything for someone like Nixie to come and rescue her before she was dragged to Avernus. 

A date between the two of them involves A LOT of rum drinking. And singing. And karaoke. (Do they have karaoke in DnD? Well, whatever, they do now!) 

So long as Karlach’s infernal engine gets fixed, I could see her enjoying a life spent mostly on the high seas. She’d love feeling like part of a crew/family and getting to stay by Nixie’s side. Just promise to keep the rum stocked for the journey, throw in a pirate’s hat, and Karalch’s on board!

The two of them are a fierce couple. They become well known as renegades, especially amongst other tieflings. In fact, they sort of become tiefling legends- being hailed as heroes for freeing many of their people from slave ships and never being afraid to punch a racist in the nose. 

With the two of them together, there’s nothing they can’t face!

[tinyowlet]

Oooh!!! Yes, i spend a majority of time in my tower reading books and studying up on all the magical creatures of the land! good news for your walk, i am a prince in need of rescue, the castle i am in has two giant mean cats guarding it (named lilly and pavel, they are evil and also so cute and cuddly and they are my babies)

And of course once i am rescued we will have a tea party! we can have our lunches and all the baked treats i make in my tower and you can pick out your tea cup! ill make sure to have carrots for camelot too!

- @stary-regression (can i be 🧶 so i dont have to type out my user)

ill be sure to come as fast as I can my dearest prince ! I shall save you from the feline beasts ⚔️ (pets them pets them pets them) and eat all the tiny sandwiches your pa has made me (thank you again sir) and ooo baked treats ! oh and Camelot says thank you for the carrots !! (a most polite horse if i say so myself 😌) this'll be so much fun :D

[bluebellbanshee]

Describe your perfect home, what kind of building is it, what does it looks like outside and where is it? How many rooms does it have, what kind of rooms are they and what aesthetic? Does it have gardens? Does you house have a name?

Does anyone or anything live with you? Describe your neighbours if you want, and finally, what is one magical item you secretly keep there. 💜🏡

Yes let's daydream.... My perfect magical home... I want an old brick house. I like gothic, victorian, Art nouveau or even older architecture styles. A huge garden full of flowers and vegetables, fruits and animals. I want sooo many trees everywhere. A pond with water lillies. A forest full of bluebells. I want to see birds and deer around all year. I want old and beautiful things. Pretty wallpaper and cute kitchen tiles. Wood floor. So many paintings and collections of little pretty things. Stars on the ceiling of the bedroom. A guest room. Living room with a green velvet Couch. A greenhouse. A country cottagecore kitchen. A mermaid bathroom. An attic like in the beautiful 90s witch movies. Maybe a tower with a secret entrance full of witchy magical things. A wall full of books, movies and music. A stained glass window! A house with a name is such a lovely thought I might call it Bluebellgrove. A magical secret maybe a fae forest around, a dragon sleeping in the cellar guarding my gold, nymphs in the pond, dryads in the trees, ghost in the attic. All supernatural being are welcome. They can be my neighbors and the animals and trees. 🌲🌳🌿🦇🦔🐿️

Imagine a Mix of the addams family, Pippi longstocking's house (plus animals and Gold treasure in the cellar) , the spellman aunt's house (old and New Version plus talking cat), wizard school aesthetic with a bit of thranduil's woodelven palace. A movie set like Tim burton, Wes Anderson, Guillermo del Toro, Terry Gilliam and the All of the movie Sets in Penelope (Christina Ricci movie) Tim walker Photographs.

Dark Cottagecore, dark academia, eclectic, french abandoned castle, english countryside, american 90s witch, Grimm's Fairytale haunted forest, Edmund Dulac, Alfons Mucha, John Bauer illustration style.

[pinayelf-archive]

OC Questionnaire

I love these! I was tagged by @shivunin and @greypetrel! Tysm ❤️

tagging: @ruthvelyan, @vakarians-babe and @buchimgay ❤️ no pressure!

I always do Immy, so I'm going to do Amihan, Sinag and Maya!

(And like shivunin I'm swapping star sign for tarot cards as idk enough abt astrology lol)

NAME: Amihan Alejandra Elena Amell

NICKNAME: Ami or Mimi (must be a close friend or lover to use)

GENDER: Cis female

TAROT: The Tower

HEIGHT: 4'11 (149cm)

ORIENTATION: Bisexual

NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY: Free Marcher of Seheron descent (She would be Filipino in our world)

FAVORITE FRUIT: Apples

FAVORITE SEASON: Mostly autumn but loves the beach during the summer

FAVORITE FLOWER: Roses (lol)

FAVORITE SCENT: Cinnamon, parchment, star anise

COFFEE, TEA, OR HOT CHOCOLATE: Coffee

AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: 🤷🏽‍♀️

DOGS OR CATS: Cats (Amihan gave the Mabari to Alistair she is actually terrified of dogs and hates them lmao)

DREAM TRIP: Wherever she doesn't have to be a warden, she hates being a warden

NUMBER OF BLANKETS: Usually 2, as it's cold in Ferelden

RANDOM FACT: Amihan was a doodler in Kinloch, she would doodle on the corner of the parchment on her notes. All that scrap parchment you collect in your inventory is there because Amihan draws on it w the leftover burnt wood from the fireplace. She once drew Alistair's side profile. She gets into painting during Awakening and her first full painting is her pet cat, Cheese.

NAME: Sinag Gabriella Hawke

NICKNAME: Hawke, Diday (by Malcolm), Ate (honorific for older sister by Carver and Bethany)

GENDER: Cis female

TAROT CARD: Wheel of Fortune

HEIGHT: 5'11 (180cm)

ORIENTATION: Bisexual

NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY: Fereldan of Seheron descent

FAVORITE FRUIT: Blueberries and raspberries

FAVORITE SEASON: Winter

FAVORITE FLOWER: Baby's breath

FAVORITE SCENT: Bread fresh from the hearth, firewood, spiced ale

COFFEE, TEA, OR HOT CHOCOLATE: Coffee (my Amells love coffee lol)

AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: 2-4, 5 if we're lucky. by Inquisition Sinag rarely ever sleeps

DOGS OR CATS: Dogs

DREAM TRIP: Seheron

NUMBER OF BLANKETS: 1

RANDOM FACT: She used to freeze this pond near the Hawke farm for Bethany and Carver to "skate" on when they were little. It drove Malcolm and Leandra crazy cause they were afraid they'd get found, but they never did. This was how Sinag honed her ice magic and it's her most powerful spec

NAME: Maya Tabingdagat

NICKNAME: M, May-May (by Gabriel Trevelyan)

GENDER: Cis Female

TAROT CARD: Death

HEIGHT: 4'11

ORIENTATION: Bisexual

NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY: Free Marcher (I suppose? since she grew up in Ostwick circle) of Seheron descent

FAVORITE FRUIT: She doesn't really like the fruits in Southern Thedas, she prefers the tropical fruits from Northern Thedas from when she was a child in Seheron, so mangoes, pineapples, coconuts, rambutan

FAVORITE SEASON: Spring and Summer

FAVORITE FLOWER: Lillies

FAVORITE SCENT: Flower blooms in the Spring, citrus scents, fresh sheets

COFFEE, TEA, OR HOT CHOCOLATE: Tea with lots of sugar lol

AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: Before Maya became tranquil she hardly slept, after becoming Tranquil then reversing it, she finds that she oversleeps often

DREAM TRIP: Seheron, or anywhere sunny

DOGS OR CATS: Both

NUMBER OF BLANKETS: A duvet and a thin sheet below

RANDOM FACT: Maya's arcane skills are weak, and she was never a powerful mage. It was the elephant in the room growing up that everyone around her knew she wouldn't pass the Harrowing. So instead, she asked to become Tranquil at 20, and luckily she had a group of friends, including future Inquisitor Gabriel Trevelyan, who kept her safe and took care of her. When the Circles fell and her and her friends were on the run, she's touched by a spirit from the rift and it reverses her Tranquility

[the0wllady]

A Question asked...

So, let's say hypothetically that before the tryouts for The Emperor's Coven Lilith didn't curse Eda.

Then it played out like it did where Eda wouldn't fight her own Sister for a place in the Coven, and walks away.

But as she wasn't Cursed, she didn't turn into the Owl Beast.

Do you think the events of The Owl House Series would've still happened or would it have been different?

Oh?

The events would have been very different.

With no Owl Beast Curse, I wouldn't have had to run away from home after the Beast caused me to attack my own father and family.

I had to leave them to keep them safe. ☹️

It's very likely that I wouldn't have been around the old Watch Tower (where The Owl House was later built) to fall over the Portal Door...

Without that, and still being at home, I wouldn't have been to the Human Realm, and Owlbert wouldn't be collecting Human Trash for me to sell, as I would not have any need to do that.

So Luz wouldn't have followed Owlbert through the Portal to The Boiling Isles...

Without Luz going back in time to meet him, Phillip Wittebane wouldn't have found everything he needed for his plans at that time.

But this  probably only delayed things ...

There's a good chance that his plans for the so called Day Of Unity may well have succeeded. 😯

Yes, a very different timeline.

Amity? Without Luz, would she have been able to break free and be herself?

Luz? She would have gone to that Camp place.

Her life without the magic of The Isles would also have been very different...

So, on balance, it's possibly for the best what Lilly did!

Everything seems to have ended pretty well in the end...

[thelonelyrainbowguy]

2024 READING:

❗ read before

⁉️ partially read before

❓ never read before

ETA: I'm going to add 1-5 star ratings for every book I read!

Except animorphs because there are so many they all blur together lol.

⭐️=hated it, stay away

⭐️⭐️=I'm only mildly pissed I wasted time on this

⭐️⭐️⭐️=not my cup of tea, but it's okay

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️=liked it a lot! not many complaints, would recommend

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️=amazing, immaculate vibes, I will talk about this book to anyone and everyone

Currently reading:

All For The Game - Nora Sakavic ❗

Finished in 2024:

Animorphs 22.5

Animorphs 24

Animorphs 25

Animorphs 26

Animorphs 27

Animorphs 28

Animorphs 29

Animorphs 30

Peter Darling - Austin Chant ❓⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Legends & Lattes - Travis Baldree ❓⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes - Suzanne Collins ❗⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Lost in the Never Woods - Aiden Thomas ❓⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

The Music of What Happens - Bill Konigsberg ❓⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

You, Me, and Our Heartstrings - Melissa See ❓️⭐️⭐️

More Than This - Patrick Ness ⁉️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

A Darker Shade of Magic - VE Schwab ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

A Gathering of Shadows - VE Schwab ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

A Conjuring of Light - VE Schwab ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

The Great Library #1 - Rachel Caine ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

The Great Library #2 - Rachel Caine ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

The Great Library #3 - Rachel Caine ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

The Great Library #4 - Rachel Caine ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

The Great Library #5 - Rachel Caine ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

The Perks of Being a Wallflower - Stephen Chbosky ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Everybody Has A Podcast Except You - The McElroys ❓️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Sure, I'll Join Your Cult - Maria Bamford ❓️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Pageboy - Elliott Page ❓️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Wool - Hugh Howey ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Every Heart a Doorway - Seanan McGuire❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Down Among the Sticks and Bones - Seanan McGuire❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Beneath the Sugar Sky - Seanan McGuire❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

In an Absent Dream - Seanan McGuire❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Come Tumbling Down - Seanan McGuire ❓️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Across the Green Grass Fields - Seanan McGuire❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Where the Drowned Girls Go - Seanan McGuire❓️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Lost in the Moment and Found - Seanan McGuire❓️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Uglies - Scott Westerfeld ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

A Wrinkle in Time - Madeleine L'Engle ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

A Wind in the Door - Madeleine L'Engle ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

A Swiftly Tilting Planet - Madeleine L'Engle ❓️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Many Waters - Madeleine L'Engle ❓️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Midnight Alley - Rachel Caine ❓️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Ninth House - Leigh Bardugo ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Hell Bent - Leigh Bardugo ❓️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

NeuroTribes - Steve Silberman ❓️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Uncomfortable Conversations with a Black Man - Emmanuel Acho ❓️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

The Woman In Me - Britney Spears ❓️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

White Fragility - Robin DiAngelo ❓️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

I'm Glad My Mom Died - Jeannette McCurdy ❓️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Six of Crows - Leigh Bardugo ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Crooked Kingdom - Leigh Bardugo ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Mr. Mercedes - Stephen King ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Finders Keepers - Stephen King ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

End of Watch - Stephen King ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Educated - Tara Westover ❓️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

The Fragile Threads of Power - VE Schwab ⁉️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

One for All - Lillie Lainoff ❓️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Pure - Julianna Baggott ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Fuse - Julianna Baggott ⁉️ ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Bravely - Maggie Stiefvater ❓️⭐️⭐️⭐️

The Shining - Stephen King ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Girls Like Girls - Hayley Kiyoko ❓️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Cemetery Boys - Aiden Thomas ❗️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Mislaid in Parts Half-Known - Seanan McGuire ❓️⭐⭐⭐⭐

Inkheart - Cornelia Funke ❗⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

At The End of Everything - Marieke Nijkamp ❓⭐⭐⭐

Artemis Fowl - Eoin Colfer❗⭐⭐⭐⭐

The Arctic Incident - Eoin Colfer ❓⭐⭐⭐

The Eternity Code - Eoin Colfer ❓⭐⭐⭐⭐

Inkheart - Cornelia Funke ❗⭐⭐⭐⭐

Inkspell - Cornelia Funke ❓⭐⭐⭐

Inkdeath - Cornelia Funke ❓⭐⭐⭐

City of Ghosts - VE Schwab ❓⭐⭐⭐⭐

Tunnel of Bones - VE Schwab ❓⭐⭐⭐⭐

Bridge of Souls - VE Schwab ❓⭐⭐⭐⭐

The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien ❗⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

The Fellowship of the Ring - JRR Tolkien ❗⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

The Near Witch - VE Schwab ❓⭐⭐⭐

The Two Towers - JRR Tolkien ❗⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

The Return of the King - JRR Tolkien ❗⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

Camp Damascus - Chuck Tingle ❓⭐⭐⭐⭐

The Sword of Shannara - Terry Brooks ❗⭐⭐⭐⭐

[rapha-reads]

You know the flat Rajan buys for Kala in Paris? The one that apparently has rooms for the whole cluster + family? With direct access to the roof and a clear view of the Eiffel Tower? That flat?

Yeah. I have a question. WHERE in the hell that is Paris is this flat??? No, because. I had a friend who lived near the Trocadero, 18m square tiny studio, 2 minutes away from the Champ de Mars. I would very much like Lana and Lilly to tell me if this magical flat really exists.

This way the day I'm finally loaded I'm going back to Paris and getting it.

[satosktty]

𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓹𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓵 𝓰𝓸 — abt me !

kyumi or saoka, 16, blasian, pisces, autistic n afab

interests — satoru gojo. fear and hunger. chainsawman. tekken. dead or alive. serial expierments of lain. neon genesis evangelion. devil may cry. resident evil. final fantasy. death note. magical girl animangas. lily chou chou. fatal frame. siren series. mtv downtown. clock tower. rule of rose. the bear. horror games in general.

likes; pink. fashion. satoru gojo. yuri. music. art. film. gothic subculture n gyaru subculture. sweets ( of all kind - including candy corn i lub candy corn ). POWER THE GOAT. women. underground music. history. writing n poetry. analysis for fun. currently getting into philosophy :D

dislikes; satoru antis. ppl who r male obsessed. gege gaggers. drake tory lanez fan any of that nature. people who like to label everything. people w/out a sense of nuance. but also people who try to open nuance to the point they're excusing horrible people. yumeship hater. men. caitlyn apologists. clerith/cloti wars. white arcane fans - esp caitvis n jayviks.

characters I love; satoru gojo! ! ! quiet. jinx. rei. mel. misa amane. asuka. kaworu. reze. power. makima. madoka. homura. lilli rochefort. jill valentine claire redfield ashley graham. ada wong. 2B. leanne from house of resonance. lady from dmc. marie rose. nyotengu. nova. luna. nova. L. sheva. claire redfield. ada wong. shelke. anya. yuki tsukumo. lain. sukuna. aerith. tifa.

main ships; sukugo allgo sydcarmy lightcannon madohomu aerti zackkura aeon mikannie mitsuaya reisuka quietv

before you follow; i am very critical of male characters and men; I call myself a misandrist ibeg of people to read this if you are gonna get upset over it; please do not follow me.. i am very big in shipping mxm fxf n mxf; I get rlly defensive abt ult faves / biases n i will block u over that, i love all types of music ( besides country rily) n I will listen to any rec, I use lots of kaomojis n i hc my faves to be like fem or lesbians. i also use she on male characters a lot,, stuff like that so if that makes u uncomfy?? leave! i also rant abt shows, writing fashion n music

no dni i just block freely (*≧∪≦) actually I got one thing, IF YOU HATE SATORU GOJO GO AWAYYYY

— if u say something I can interpret as hating satoru or slandering him in a way I don't like or literally anything ur getting blocked !

[helenadurazzo]

Meet Fitzgerald’s Finders

A Rewrite of the Keepers from HPHL because yes

Top: Niamh and Percival

Middle: Nemesia and Charles

Last: Emira and San

Percival Rackham

Percival Rackham is the main leader of Fitzgerald’s Finders, a former Hufflepuff, and a divination professor at Hogwarts. He was the one who discovered the great power ancient magic had and that is was fading away and would disappear forever if it was not protected. As such, when he discovered this as a professor and talked to his colleague, the headmistress, she agreed and helped set up a group to research, find, and protect ancient forms of magic.

Niamh Fitzgerald

Niamh was not only a headmistress of Hogwarts, but she was also the namesake of this group, it’s co leader, and a former Ravenclaw. She was eager to help Percival in his quest to protect ancient magic and used her position to her advantage. Niamh was a very well read woman who excelled in the history of magic as a student and was fascinated by it. As headmistress, she worried about her students going on the wrong path and did everything to make sure they were always on a righteous path, although this did not always work.

Emira Ndiaye

Emira was always fascinated by the stars and stargazed at the Gryffindor tower often, and later, became the astronomy professor. She knew Charles Rookwood from her childhood as both of them came from the same hamlet in Scotland. When she became a professor, she formed a friendship with Percival Rackham and thought of ways that her passion for astronomy could be connected to his talent for divination. She also helped Nemesia research proper times to plant magical plants depending on the stars and learned about magical beasts from her colleague San Bakar.

San Bakar

San Bakar was a professor at Hogwarts of beasts who was also a former Slytherin. Originally from Yemen, Bakar traveled with his mother as a young boy when their magical abilities were discovered by their muggle community. During his travels, he encountered many magical beasts and developed a passion for them, enjoying the beasts classes he would take at Hogwarts, the location where his and his mother’s travels ended. He also dabbled in dark magic briefly just to know it if it was necessary to use in certain situations.

Nemesia Hearst

Nemesia Hearst was a member of Slytherin House who after discovering her love for herbology, came back to teach the subject and shared a close bond and friendship with Niamh Fitzgerald. She did research on magical plants that was kept in journals however they got lost for centuries until they were rediscovered in the 1900s in the Hearst Hall by her descendants. One of her biggest studies involved the discovery of Cobra Lillies and their characteristics and behavior as they did possess snake like qualities.

Charles Rookwood

Charles Rookwood was a transfiguration professor at Hogwarts and a former member of Slytherin and ancestor of Victor Rookwood. He was also a close friend of Percival Rackham’s and after Niamh Fitzgerald, was the second to join his cause. He was a very successful man however over the generations, his family resorted to crime circles, similar to the Hearst family in the 1700s. However, while the Hearsts managed to remove themselves from the dark arts and crime, the Rookwoods stayed with it, with one of Charles’ direct descendants becoming a death eater