#Necromancer!Virgil

[clawmachine07]

This is a quick sketch idea for my new AU, the Cleric and the Necromancer. It is a sanders sides AU based on Prinxiety. The entire idea revolves around the conflict between life and death.

These are my two covers for it, one with Roman and one with Virgil. It is open to analysis :)))

More on it soon<333333

[vampbyteart]

6 days left til the release of my Tapas Original series, The Necromancer's Assistant!

i finished this piece a few weeks ago and have been chomping at the bit to show it off in its own post!!

[denkilightning]

gods thruout these past few months but especially the last 2 i was literally a barely walking corpse mentally and emotionally and it might sound stupid but now im back on tumblr and its like that one post about how op will bake again when it gets better and in the reblog its a picture of a cake they made

[yurithusiast]

I'm going to tell tlt tumblr (you guys) one of the biggest reasons why I started reading tlt series..

(Yes, "lesbian necromancers explore a haunted gothic palace in space!" plastered on the cover of GtN is the main reason why but that's not the point!)

It's because I got really excited when I saw that one of the books is called Alecto the Ninth. Why? I shall tell you why. I had to read Virgil's Aeneid for my course and this is relevant because when I read book 7 of The Aeneid I became enamored with the character Allecto.

Allecto is one of the Furies and her title in David West's translation of the epic (the one I read) is "The Bringer of Grief". HOW BADASS IS THAT??????

I feel as though this was intentional on TazMuir's part and I, for one, am excited to see what kind of grief Alecto is going to bring upon John.

[lefaystrent]

Speaking of the sides having super powers, here's a list.

Patton - elasticity, beast morphing, clairvoyance, healing, empath/aura sense, luck, command, draining touch, size manipulation, plant communication

Roman - elemental manipulation/absorbtion, siren song, flying, super strength, reality warper, animal communication/summoning, psychic blades, omnilinguism, fearlessness inducement

Logan - telekinesis, force fields, probability prediction/manipulation, self-healing, steel skin, cyborg, gravity, mending, power negation, x-ray vision, plant generation and manipulation

Virgil - storms/lightning, speedster, sonic boom, phasing, foresight, danger sense, umbrakinesis, fear inducement, invisibility, seismic vibration

Janus - shapeshifting, hypnosis, memory alteration, illusions, silence, teleportation, jinx, super hearing, time travel, cloning, psychometry, pocket dimension

Remus - reality warper, telepathy, resilience, pestilence (odor/disease/etc), banshee screech, emp/electricity, explosive blasts, dream walker, necromancer, spirit sense, acid

[soysaucevictim]

Decided to do a sketchy lil companion piece to the Begotten!AU Dork Sides drawing.

(Roman is a Beast like Remus, Janus, and Virgil. Logan's a Necromancer. And Patton's a totally ordinary 11 year old... totally.)

Yes, Logan's also kind of a giant weeb in this AU.

[ohsweetflips]

i am making a poll for what i’m gonna name my future mournwatch (will romance emmrich) bc i want to immortalize him in reading the divine comedy for the first time while being veilguard pilled LMAO but i need assistance deciding so

necessary context:

academic mage, probably around 30-35yo

probably a bit of a smarmy dandy. final personality tbd.

will have that old man bouncing on it necromancer 4 necromancer

also please at least one person vote don’t embarrass me like this

[dominicusrpg]

THE RULES OF STIGMATA, PLOT DROP ONE.

In the beautiful ruins of Canaan House, a group of sixteen individuals begin to walk the path of Lyctorhood... and two people hope to sabotage it.

THE LIBRARY

The library was a rotting cathedral of knowledge, its towering shelves groaning beneath the weight of centuries. Leather-bound tomes, their spines cracked and curling, slumbered in the dust, their gilt titles faded to whispers of forgotten tongues. The air was thick with the scent of decay— molding parchment, damp wood, the ghost of ink long dried. Shadows stretched between the towering stacks, deep and restless, pooling in the places where the candlelight failed. Timshel Pent poured over a rotting book, a black cover with two pale hands clasping an apple, “About three things I was absolutely positive. First, Edward was a vampire...”

“What are the other two things?” Bedivere Cinquefoil asked curiously, pausing. He had been pacing, wearing grooves into the already worn carpet.

There's a slight huff of amusement, “Second, there was a part of him-and I didn’t know how potent that part might be-that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.”

The mammoth doors to the library creak open, the flounce of the Third Necromancer and their shadow, Gawain Trinity. While their necromancer flocks to the red velvet couches, splaying themselves over it in a dramatic motion, Gawain scours the room for anything. Pulling and peeling back books, exposing them to the light of the room. It's when they end up shoulder to shoulder with Bedivere, book leaning to grab a worn journal, the leather binding peeled and decaying with age. Bedivere plucks it from the shelf, feeling the sticky texture touching his hands. His eyes find Gawain, both of them furrowing their eyebrows in a joined moment of confusion. The journal is opened, allowing both cavalier's to witness the blood-rotten book.

All of the pages are stained, centuries old blood painting the pages and turning them unreadable. Bedivere can barely turn the pages, the blood drying them together in bunches, and turning the writing illegible. The twisting writing has bled from the pages, leaving behind only a handful of words.

L - - - R - - O R Y 4 is scrawled on an early page with letters faded and gone, followed by washed out theorems, and strange symbols. LOVE--Y. YOU KNOW WHO I AM. Gawain's fingers draw over the page, before glancing up to Bedivere, and pointing to an encoded message on the final page of the book.

BDSAHMLOADOLRTEAEONUES

It was then, with Timshel eeirely quietly strolling over to the two cavaliers, peering into the journal at the cipher, he spoke, “Curious and curiouser.”

THE NORTH ENTRANCE OF THE BASEMENT, NEAR A LOCKED DOOR

“Teacher said any door that wasn't locked, right?” Iphigenia Nonagesimus spoke, dark eyes peering at the door. The door itself was obsidian, painted with dried blood that had yet to crumble with age. It wasn't fresh, not slick or wet to the touch— but an ancient relic of Canaan. She reached over to it, fingers dragging down the dried blood.

“He gave us a key ring,” Althaea Sextus replied. “Surely that means he intends for us to open the doors. At some point.” Their lips pursed together in a moment of curiosity, head tilting as Iphigenia moved to touch the brass lock.

Seated in the silence of the two necromancers intently staring at the door handle, a third voice cut the quiet, “The Ninth... you're bones, right?” Virgil Levante asked Iphigenia. She nodded, eyebrows furrowing together for a few seconds. “Could you... put bone into the lock and twist it open?”

A consideration sat between the group, and the Ninth necromancer's hand drew back, almost cradled by her other as she stood considering the suggestion.

“If anyone can do it, she can.” The Ninth Cavalier said, a nod of their head. “Let's make a bone key and bust our way in there.” It's with a sharp click of the lock, the thick white bone overgrowing over the lock as Iphigenia presses her hand to it, that the door swings open.

The room is dark and miserable, no windows or lights; only sunlight bleeding through the cracks in the castle wall. Ivy eats away at the walls, pulling back the ancient brick to expose the room. The group paces, slowly taking the room apart to unveil what has been hidden. Resting to the side of a dark wood table is a collection of femur bones, taken from various skeletons, no two from the same person. In the middle rests a golden scale, resting balanced with nothing to either side.

As the two necromancer's begin examining the fifteen femur bones, a small scroll of paper rolls to the ground— having been tucked up with the bones. Neither necromancer spots it, leaving Virgil to grasp it, unraveling it to expose the note within.

Take six. Leave ten. Find what he left behind.

THE SOUTH SIDE BASEMENT, UNDERNEATH THE MANHOLE

The tunnel yawned ahead, its stone walls slick with ancient condensation and mildew, Aurelius Deuteros stalked forward with disciplined precision— followed by the meek shadow of Romilly Dyad. Her hand nervously clasped the hilt of her dagger, fingers clenching and unclenching as they walked, nervous eyes eternally shifting. The air smelled of damp rock and the slow rot of something long-sealed, something old. Their footsteps echoed ahead, swallowed into a silence so vast it felt sentient.

As they pressed deeper into the passage, the walls seemed to tighten, curving inward like the ribs of some long-dead beast. Philophrosyne Tettares, her breath misting in the cold. “I don’t like this,” she murmured, voice clipped, precise. “The architecture suggests something defensive. This wasn't made to welcome anyone in.”

Aurelius gave a terse shake of his head. “If this passage was meant to keep people out, then we should be looking for what it’s hiding. Or what it's keeping in.”

The approach of a door, labeled in bold LABORATORY 2 carved into the metal, rust burned into the letters. The door opens with a terrible creak, freckles of mildew now patterning Philly's hand as she pushed it wide open. The exposed room was dull, emptied shelves and a table devoid of anything decorating it. To the right was two doors, one labeled Response and the other labeled Imaging.

After a few seconds of silence as the group looked around, Mercurio Chaur spoke, “That can't be a good sign. Literally.”

NEW RHO, BLOOD OF EDEN HEADQUARTERS

Commander These Roses Are the Pleasures of the Flesh pours over a worn book, once a navy blue and now a sun-spotted brown. The cover is in tatters, the embossed words on the cover now lost to time. Roses looked to their Lieutenant, a frustrated look on her face, “The planetary layout has changed vastly.”

Preliminary scans of the First House are clasped tightly in the hands of Lieutenant At the Hour of Death, someone who was still trying to make up for their drastic fuckup. They laid the semi-transparent page down, the books diagrams showing the vast oceans that covered the planet currently aren't visible in the old text. The planet is layered in land, vast stretches of green and browns that sprawl across it, towering mountains and lands that have been lost to time. “He killed all the land...” Hours murmured, dark eyes scanning the pages.

One of their gloved hands reach out, the fluffy purple fingertips pressing to a small part— two small stretches of land, tucked into the very corner of the map. “That bit. That looks like the current scan.”

Roses' head turns, following the gesture before nodding, “Well. At least you can do something right. That's it. That's got to be where the attempt to make Lyctor's will be taking place.”

[glacierruler]

Request from @amateurmasksmith

Necromancer Virgil and Lawyer Logan :D

(With my own personal hc of Virgil being the shortest side)

It was a bit hard to figure out how I wanted to show Virgil was a necromancer, but then I thought, 'skulls should work!'

Thank you so much for the request!

[oxford-garments]

Lords Spiritual - Wikipedia

THOMAS ASCENSION

A New Version of Henriad; Thomas’s Ascension (Sun Lord of England); Alpha Leo, Leopard and Eagle as Spiritual Animals, Royal Stars of Nigeria; Regulus is now Obasi, Crown of Obasi, Anthropology Crista, Sun Monotheism Goetia, Kgosi Reflections Grimoire (Spirit Type Oversoul, Mirror for Princes, Royal Blood, Humanoid), Sun Cristas Instead of Crosses, Necromancer Advisor, Carbines with Angels for Arcabine Lords, Hatton Garden as Sanctuary, Maritime Diplomacy, Bulk Cargo Intermodal Entrepôt, Gunboat Diplomacy, Metrics Analysis for Performance in Economics and Athletics, Drumming Orchestra, Humanoid Sun Wings; Characteristics: Regal, Assertive, Virility, Athletic, Arrogant, Daydreamer, Stubborn, Divinity Religious, Analytical, Conscientious, Decisive, Direct, Efficient, Responsible, and Fact-minded.

Films: Diamond Trafficking Bouillon Mercenary, Rugby, Painting and Wine Thriller, Religious Territorial Wars, Carolingian Conflict, Royal House Civil Wars, and Economic Table Smuggling

SUN LORD STRUCTURE

The Lords Spiritual are the bishops of the Church of England who sit in the House of Lords of the United Kingdom. Up to 26 of the 42 diocesan bishops and archbishops of the Church of England serve as Lords Spiritual (not including retired bishops who sit by right of a peerage). The Church of Scotland, which is Presbyterian, and the Anglican churches in Wales and in Northern Ireland, which are no longer established churches, are not represented. The Lords Spiritual are distinct from the Lords Temporal, their secular counterparts who also sit in the House of Lords.

The Huguenots (/ˈhjuːɡənɒts/ HEW-gə-nots, UK also /-noʊz/ -⁠nohz; French: [yɡ(ə)no]) are a religious group of French Protestants who held to the Reformed (Calvinist) tradition of Protestantism. The term, which may be derived from the name of a Swiss political leader, the Genevan burgomaster Besançon Hugues (1491–1532), was in common use by the mid-16th century. Huguenot was frequently used in reference to those of the Reformed Church of France from the time of the Protestant Reformation. By contrast, the Protestant populations of eastern France, in Alsace, Moselle, and Montbéliard, were mainly Lutherans. The Ethiopian Orthodox Tewahedo Church (Amharic: የኢትዮጵያ ኦርቶዶክስ ተዋሕዶ ቤተ ክርስቲያን, romanized: Yä-ityopp'ya ortodoks täwahədo betä krəstiyan)[1] is the largest of the Oriental Orthodox Churches. One of the few Christian churches in Africa originating before European colonization of the continent,[5] the Ethiopian Orthodox Tewahedo Church dates back to the Christianization of the Kingdom of Aksum in 330,[6] and has between 36 million and 51 million adherents in Ethiopia.[2][3][4] It is a founding member of the World Council of Churches.[7] The Ethiopian Orthodox Tewahedo Church is in communion with the other Oriental Orthodox churches (the Eritrean Orthodox Tewahedo Church, the Coptic Orthodox Church of Alexandria, the Malankara Orthodox Syrian Church, the Armenian Apostolic Church, and the Syriac Orthodox Church). HUGUENOTS AND TEWAHEDO SYNCRETISM

A cathedral is a church that contains the cathedra of a bishop, thus serving as the central church of a diocese, conference, or episcopate.

Falmouth Parish Artisanal Plantation

Art Collegiate

Recession Resistance Industries (The Bay, Grocery Stores, and Halibut House)

Key Performance Indicators for Index Investing on Metric Exchange

High Commission for Commonwealth

A King's Counsel (post-nominal initials KC) is a senior lawyer appointed by the monarch (or their viceregal representative) of some Commonwealth realms as a "Counsel learned in the law".

Rugby Church League on Thursday and Sunday after 5:30 and Noon Virgil; Equipment Sponsor and Free Clinics; Ram Sacrifices for Mars Venerated Athletes

My version of the Heavenly Host. Proxy Murder Government Officials, Judges, and Police Stations with Arcarbine Lords for Urban Warfare.

Westminster System with Executive Branch for Choirs & Divine Council and Lords Spiritual ARCABINE LORDS

ARCABINE LORDS (Gun Toting Religious Tattoo Angels)

Another phrase to describe this obedience to the voice is “reckless abandon.” It simply means that we let God do what God wants to do through us. It means if He tells us to do something or say something—we do it.

Pedagogy (/ˈpɛdəɡɒdʒi, -ɡoʊdʒi, -ɡɒɡi/), most commonly understood as the approach to teaching, is the theory and practice of learning, and how this process influences, and is influenced by, the social, political, and psychological development of learners. Pedagogy, taken as an academic discipline, is the study of how knowledge and skills are imparted in an educational context, and it considers the interactions that take place during learning. Both the theory and practice of pedagogy vary greatly as they reflect different social, political, and cultural contexts.

Augustine's thesis depicts the history of the world as universal warfare between God and the Devil. This metaphysical war is not limited by time but only by geography on Earth. In this war, God moves (by divine intervention, Providence) those governments, political/ideological movements and military forces aligned (or aligned the most) with the Catholic Church (the City of God) in order to oppose by all means—including military—those governments, political/ideological movements and military forces aligned (or aligned the most) with the Devil (the City of the World).

Mekubbalim (followers of Kabbala) claim that the symbol has magical powers. There is no explicit historical or archaeological support for any of those claims. The star consists of two intertwined triangles: one pointing up to God and the other pointing down to man, symbolizing the relationship between the two—"the interpenetration of two realms" (source: Franz Rosenzweig, Star of Redemption, 1912). The animals associated with the Christian tetramorph originate in the Babylonian symbols of the four fixed signs of the zodiac: the ox representing Taurus; the lion representing Leo; the eagle representing Scorpio; the man or angel representing Aquarius. SHIELD OF OBASI!

God of Bethlehem: Regulus; Uranus-Saturn; Pluto Sol, and Venus (Sun Sky God; Elements Sun, Thunder, Air; Cardinal) Crista: Armour of God, Shield of Trinity, Shield of Obasi, Mars Blood, Rose of Venus, Pluto Effect, Tarthatharath, and Virility Crown; Religion: Tewahedo, Physique: Anabolic Metabolism Insulin Sensitivity, MSTN GENE, Roux en Y FBN1

Quasi BioAesthetics Genetic Engineering as Topic and Things to Write about:

Gold Iron Calcium Zinc Oxide Hyaluronic Acid Illite Clay Hydrolyzed Collagen BioRNA Cluster

Bone Metabolism are Light but Metal like Aluminum

Pheomelanin Mid Brown Diamond Face

Blonde Hair with Hazel Eyes with Gold Fleeks

Ambidextrous Hand Eye Foot Coordination

Posterior Gross Motor Skills

Crystalized and Fluid Intelligence

Savant Sensory Overload

Sensory Modulits CNS

Omega 3 6 9, Conscientiousness, and Executive Functioning Skills no Amygdala Grey Brain

Stretch Vocal Chords with Tenor Voice

GABA Acetylcholine Receptors Sensitivity

Gnomes (Earth) And Salamanders (Fire)

God of Bethlehem: Regulus; Aquarius; and Venus (Sun Sky God; Elements Sun, Thunder, Air; Cardinal) Crista: Armour of God, Shield of Trinity, Mars Blood, Rose of Venus, Pluto Effect, and Virility Crown; Religion: Martyrology Angelican, Physique: Anabolic Metabolism Insulin Sensitivity, MSTN GENE, Roux en Y FBN1

CHARLOTTE OWENS

[heir-of-ashes]

Heir of Ashes Chapter 27

Very excited to release chapter 27! This chapter includes a scene that I've been picturing since the story was first conceived, and I'm very hopeful I did it justice.

In this chapter, days have passed, and the harvest cycle has begun, but Dante still waits to see what the necromancer's next move will be. Meanwhile, Virgil and Eric continue to grow closer as they search for a way to save Virgil's soul.

[clawmachine07]

I wantes to expand on the souls aspect in my au.

Souls are something very fragile, they can be destroyed after death by another soul. Both clerics and necromancers are able to manipulate souls in a sense.

Clerics can pass souls onto the Lord of Light, and thus a soft after life.

Necromancers can tether souls back to their bodies using strong emotions of love, which is because their entire magic focuses on emotion.

Now if a soul was left alone then it can travel across the world doing as they please. Sometimes they become corrupt and cause harm to anyone they see, which makes them visible to the human eye.

[vampbyteart]

The Necromancer's Assistant releases on Tapas TOMORROW!!

this is the final illustration i made to celebrate the release!

[sunshineandteddybears]

Tagged by the darling @romantichopelessly Most of these are fanfic, some are originals. Some were for things but didn't finish in time.

Rules of the game: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then, tag as many people as you have WIPs Blaze the Edge (trc)

The Testaments of the Crow King (soc)

The Lion Won't Sleep Tonight (fe3h) [NSFW]

Greek Au (fe3h)

Ms. Eleyn's Orphanage of the Metaphysical (original)

Period Story of Transman (original)

Teenage Dad (tss)

Born Unlucky (original)

A Christmas Scheme (tss)

Virgil Week Dukexiety (tss) [NSFW]

Hella Gay High Fantasy (Original)

Micah Explains the Birds and the Bees (spop)

Logan's Got a Date With a Merman (tss)

Prodigy Late (tss)

I Hear a Symphony (tss)

What Lurks in the Fields (original)

Intruality Secret Admirer (tss)

Virgil Angst (tss)

Mermay Smut (tss) [NSFW]

Secret Admirer (tss)

My Necromancer Neighbor (Original)

AITGWS 2 (tss)

idk if I have enough ppl to tag xD so I'm just gonna keep it to one who I know wouldn't mind being tagged.

@lordkingsmith

[virgilmoretti]

@senatusstarters location: Ivy Coven's Tower notes: open to Kaan, Viv, and Hazal (we'll just say they're all there but I don't wanna do a 4-way thread)

“There’s a lot of value to what Hazal said, bring the necromancers here, fight them on our own terms. On our turf. They're stronger in the Otherworld, it'd be a mistake to try to take them on there.” It put Rome in danger, but it gave them an advantage, Kaan would be preoccupied, Virgil knew that much. Good for him. “I modified the Amaranthus’ witch’s mark,” the Ivy’s resources were extensive, and like the Amaranthus they were highly skilled in hunting and putting down witches. “As it stands spreading my own mark requires physical contact, but we can enchant a given space to bind the power of those within.” A mass conjuring would take time and magic, but covens from across the globe were flocking to Rome, “we bring them here, seal their magic, and strip them of their power.” It would require someone in necromanteion to draw the runes, it was a principle of conjuration. He'd suggest they execute them from there, but Vivianne had already been vocal on her feelings about all that. Out of respect he didn't press it any further, but still, a witch without magic was still a threat.

[sonssofhecate]

@thanes-thrall-md

Sethan   has   been   spending   quite   a   bit   of   time   in   bed   since   the   incident.   The   time   that   he   wasn't?   He   had   been   researching.   Trying   to   find   a   way   to   bring   Gabe   back.   He's   a   necromancer...There   had   to   be   SOMETHING.   He   had   promised   himself   that   he   would   be   the   first,   if   anyone,   to   go.   That   he   didn't   want   to   outlive   any   of   his   new   family.   And   yet,   Gabe   was   taken   before   he   even   had   the   chance.   And   while   the   two   didn't   talk?   The   loss   was   still   felt.   Sethan   could   see   the   sadness   in   people's   eyes.   And   could   see   how   the   reality   was   beginning   to   sink   in   to   some   of   them. 

You   can truly die. 

It   was   a   scary   thought   for   most,   but   one   Sethan   had   to   come   to   terms   with   awhile   ago.   But...That   didn't   mean   that   this   didn't   blow.   Sethan   had   prayed   to   Hecate,   and   had   even   tried   looking   into   the   future.   But   all   of   it?   The   magic   was   to   strong   against   his.   Sethan   wouldn't   be   able   to   bring   him   back.   And   that   hurt. 

But   what   hurt   more   for   Sethan   was   the   helplessness.   The   fact   that   he   couldn't   take   their   sadness   away.   So   he   had   tried   to   find   a   way   to   reverse   it.   Light   magic,   dark   magic,   it   didn't   matter.   Sethan   was   exhausted,   but   he   was   trying   his   best   to   not   let   it   slow   him   down.   Until   he   finally   had   to   give   up.   A   sigh   escaping   him   as   he   set   his   notebook   down. 

"Damn   it,   Sethan,"   He   hissed   at   himself.   Beginning   to   stuff   the   books   on   his   table   when   he   heard   the   door   to   his   room   open.   He   tensed,   just   to   see   it   was   Virgil.   "Oh...Hey."   Sethan   said   with   a   smile.   Qucikly   putting   the   books   in   the   drawer   and   shutting   it.   "How   are   you,   Vi?"   Sethan   asked   with   a   tired   grin.