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tarotbyjam24 · 20 days ago

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Pick a card : Your wedding day with your fs :

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Pile 1:

Hello pile 1 , I feel this will be the dream marriage that everyone wants and you'll be experiencing it finally. You'll be thinking about it even in your sleeps too . You'll be exited for your marriage. Your prince charming will really be coming on horse to take you with them . This is literally the fairytale coming true for you all pile 3 . You're so lucky omg✨🎀. On your wedding you'll be dressed prettiest too and your hairs and accessories in it will only accentuate your beauty. There's this vision I'm getting you walking to them with a bouquet of colourful flowers and not looking at them because of shyness and keeping your eyes only on bouquet. They'll be actually melted by seeing you like this 🐾🩰. I feel your dress will be more curve hugging which will highlight your silhouette very well. Both you'll feel that wedding is happening divinely and God itself is watching it and blessing you . Even god may show some good omens at your wedding day .

Ahem ahemm. Your spouse's eyes will only be setting on you. They'll be enjoying their time with you and tmi but they won't be able to wait for the night to spend with you. I can feel their passion while doing your reading right now. I also feel you both may actually decide to keep the wedding theme like the one that happens in disney movies and dress accordingly to that like your spouse wearing tailsuit and a crown similarly you wearing a princese ball gown which is highlighting your neck, shoulders and chest and wearing a crown too you may even colour your hair temporary like pink , purple ,red or brown and for ambience you keeping a cloudy theme where everyone feels like this wedding is happening in clouds 😭 and have some plants in surroundings too probably light pink roses . I see your spouse will be very calculating with everything so that you won't have to worry about anything. If there's anything specific you'd like to do on your wedding day they'll beforehand calculate and plan everything and show it to you . This relationship will be very fulfilling to both of you. You'll feel like you won a trophy and same feelings will be happening inside them too. In the your ceremony is done you both will feel like you're on cloud nine and lemme tell you they'll be protective of you even when you're asleep because you're their gem . They'll like to take the lead . I feel they can be the oldest in their family too . I feel you both may like stargazing so you may do that together in night. Your wedding may happen somewhere around streams in mountains and greenery maybe in valley I feel . Thank you for reading 😊

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Pile 2:

Hello pile 2 , let's start with your reading . First and foremost I feel you're manifesting this wedding to happen and it's happening successfully. You maybe telepathically sending messages to your future spouse or even whispering to them in their dreams . This wedding can happen fast like both of just set one day and boom it's all done . You both may not be into planning things ahead although you may roughly have a vision on how you wanna organise your wedding ceremony but you both are more sort of going with flow person and enjoying what life has to offer you. When marrying to eachother you both will feel confident and feeling grateful that you both chose eachother but deep deep inside there can be bit doubt lingering if all of this is going to work out . They will be guarding your heart and make your that you won't feel unsafe and uncomfortable in any situations. You may feel their attention is divided by the people around them on wdding but they would really like to shift all of their attention to you and the feeling of finally getting married. Both of you will look pretty on your precious day and they may come from behind you in your dressing room and hug you from behind when you're lost in your thoughts looking at mirror and calm you down from running mind .

Also your future spouse may not show much love infront of everyone on wedding day as it was all hasty but they for sure gonna shower you with gifts privately and send them to your room when you're getting dressed highlight will be a bouquet of deep red roses which will make you feel the happiest that day . Your wedding may happen at ship . This may not be for all but your marriage could be a contract marriage due happening for your business Successes like in movies or dramas. Although it won't be like no feelings marriage but a arrange marriage where you both make moves slowly. On your marriage day your spouse will actually would like to be with you alone only so maybe only few people will be invited to the wedding and you both may want a grand honeymoon instead to connect and know eachother. On wedding day they'd be constantly thinking about you and wondering if you've eaten or not . Are they doing okay . Are they feeling bounded in this marriage? You may also think if this marriage will last or was it it a mistake to take a fast decision ? Are we both resilient enough to be with eachother. The answer is yes. You both will be in good harmony and making this marriage successful . Thank you for reading 😊

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littlemissclandestine · 4 months ago

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Soft!Adler Headcanons: (Girl)Dad! Edition Part 2

⭐ A continuation of this post

He'd try his best to be there for any award ceremonies at school, sneaking in at the back just in time to see his daughter on stage. As soon as she makes eye contact, he'll give her a thumbs up and a wink, mouthing 'I love you'

I wanna say he'd be that dad who stands up and claps loudly, telling everyone that that's his daughter on stage. He's so supportive bless.

Oh and photos where he stands behind her and has his hands on her shoulders and smiles for the camera. Yup, quite a few of those stashed away.

When she'd have a presentation to give on her biggest inspiration and/or hero in her life, it would be about her dad. It would end up in tears for her as he'd be away...or would he? Adler would come in, standing off to the side, watching her recite from a piece of paper saying how much she looks up to her father, how she misses him etc. It almost brings a tear to his own eyes. Everyone's heads would turn and his daughter would run up to him, Russell scooping her up and hugging her. Missed you my lil spaghetti

During downtime, his priority would always be his daughter. No ifs and no buts. Even if he hated the idea she proposed.

One of those was testing makeup. Russell would always straight up say no, asking her to call her mother for that but when he saw how upset it made her, he'd sigh and grumpily sit down in a chair by her dresser and let her do whatever she wanted. -> "Jesus, kid, watch it, you always this rough with your friends too?" He'd ask with a chuckle as she blends the foundation. He could sit there all day and listen to her explain how to use each product and proceed to yap about whatever crosses her mind

When she'd put on eyeliner and apply it to his waterline, he was genuinely scared -> "Don't poke my eyes out, the only thing I got going for me. God, can't believe I'm letting you do this, missy." He'd pinch her side and tickle her.

As soon as he's allowed to look in the mirror, he does a double take, wondering how the hell he looks like such a diva but he downplays it. -> "Good job, kid...good job indeed."

When she hurts herself, he can't help but kneel down and help her. He knows he should stop and that she needs to develop her independence but it's hard for him. -> "Got a boo boo, sweetheart? Let me see. Aww on the knee, huh? Come here, let's get you cleaned up and get a plaster on it, yeah? Shhhh you're okay."

Baking with his daughter? YES. They'd make a mess of the kitchen for sure, not really tidying up as they go. Every time his daughter would come to him with a new recipe, he's out the front door with her in an instant, ticking off their checklist of ingredients in the store and thinking of ways he could add their twist on it

Her drawings would be on display with personalised fridge magnets that spell her name etc

There's a wall or archway where he measures her height every year and marks it on with pencil. -> "Heh, you've had a hell of a growth spurt, sweetheart. Would you look at that."

If his daughter was a trouble maker, he'd be that parent that would refuse to see what was wrong. It was self defense as far as he's concerned. He doesn't really need to do much of the talking. He's genuinely surprised seeing her stand up for herself, the corner of his mouth curving into a smile as he watches her rant to the principal. Did he teach her that? To not play by the rules? Guess he's rubbing off on her. A little worrying but eh -> "Put that in your pipe and smoke it." High fives as soon as they get back into the car after the meeting with the principal is over is a given.

If there's something you should know about Russell Adler, it's that he loves being spontaneous. One day, he might take his daughter out fishing, teaching her the ropes, the next they're at a painting class together, his daughter being impressed by his hidden talent or cycling in the summer during the sunset, Russell asking her what her goals are in life and telling her how proud he is of her and that he wishes he could be around more. Bonding time is so important to him.

There are certainly times where he struggles. Apart from the emotional side of things and his job getting in the way i mean. Possibly control. Like we know he has strong leadership skills he's developed over his career. I'd like to think that seeps into his parenting a little too much. He tends to ramble and tell his daughter how to do something and talking her through it, hovering over her even though she knows already and has been doing said thing for years.

Maybe it's just a part of him wanting to feel useful and needed. Still wanting her to rely on him even in her 20s or 30s, partly in denial that she's not that young girl who'd sit on his lap anymore. It really hits him when he's walking her down the aisle.

And maybe he'd be over-critical of himself as a parent and her as a daughter, especially since he sees the cost of mistakes in the world of espionage and the military

The only people that have seen his daughter from work are Sims, Woods and Mason and maybe Park but it isn't a regular thing, wanting to keep her as far away from the CIA as possible. Park had a shock when she saw him like that for the first time. -> "Never thought i'd see the day, Adler. You, a family man? Rather ghastly I must say but you do look happy."

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fleurriee · 2 years ago

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— change in plans ; neteyam sully

pairing ; neteyam sully x fem!reader

synopsis ; you and neteyam had been mates for a short while now. when you start to feel ill, suspicion starts to cleave your mind, and you can’t help but worry about your mates reaction.

word count ; 2.4k

themes ; fluff, slight angst, established relationship (mates)

warnings ; mentions of being sick, worrying thoughts of not being a good enough mate, use of y/n

author’s note ; starting a dad!neteyam series bc this man is all i want in life and he’d be the perfect dad if he was only given the chance :(( screw u, james. lol this was originally going to be a drabble series but when i checked the wc for this & saw over 2k, i just thought fuck it. so, this series is gonna have a different wc every time 🤙🏻

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Groggily opening your eyes, attempting to blink away the sleep that was still lingering there, you take a deep breath in, grumbling noiselessly to yourself. Fresh air and morning sunlight filtered in through the gaps until they surrounded your sleepy figure. You feel around on the bed next to you for the familiar presence that has been a comfort to you for around several months now. When your hands only come in contact with the bed mat beneath you, you turn your head in the same direction, heart sinking at the emptiness of the space.

You knew Neteyam was important to your clan — he was next in line for Olo’eykyan, after all — but sometimes you wished he wasn’t. Without the title weighing down heavily on his shoulders, you’d be able to spend a lot more time together, planning out your days and getting ready for your future. Instead, you awoke more often than not alone, your homely tent slowly start to turn isolated and desolate.

Of course, you’d never tell your mate of your thoughts — Neteyam was already guilt-ridden enough whenever he eventually made his way back into your arms after such a long and strenuous day, apologising profusely for not having spent enough time with you. In those times, you do nothing but comfort him, reassure him that you’re okay and that you understand.

But, that doesn’t mean it isn’t hard.

Stretching out your limbs to get some life back into them, you slowly start to climb up off the mat, looking around your hut for some breakfast. Your tent that you shared with your loving mate was a place you treasured deeply, one you considered to be your very own safe-haven. Not too long after your official mating with Neteyam, he had secretly been sneaking off whenever he had the spare time — which, admittedly, wasn't that often — to built a home for the two of you. Initially, you hadn't really thought of his disappearances that much, but when he started sending you sneaky glances out the corner of his eye, subtle smiles directed only at you, you began to get your suspicions.

He had taken you away from his family, covering your eyes and carefully walking you in a random direction, before revealing the surprise. Your heart had melted into a pool of warmth, surrounding you completely and utterly. You were a blubbering mess — whilst this was something you knew would be happening soon for the two of you, you were never expecting it to feel such a way for you.

It felt official.

Now, your home was filled to the brim with memories and personal memorabilia. Beads and feathers you had collected all your life that represented a different moment in your relationship; personalised weapons and clothes that you had made for one another during your courting ceremony, and one corner that smelt entirely of the two of you from where you sleep, where you come together as one soul each night and show one another how much your love means.

In another corner of the tent lies two baskets — one filled with fruit, and the other filled with meat. When you’d first mated with Neteyam, he had insisted on collecting all the foods the two of you would need for your home. You had found the offer loving, your heart fluttering in your chest as his desire to provide for you, but declined. You were to be mates, which meant you wanted to provide for him, too. So, after several long discussions, you’d compromised that Neteyam would hunt the meat, and you would forage the fruit.

It was a routine that worked quite well, taking note of the good amount of the ratio as you looked down in the baskets. Giving yourself a moment to contemplate what you wished to eat on that particular morning, moments away from reaching down and grabbing to your heart’s desire, a funny feeling started to tingle in your stomach.

Taking in another deep breath, you told yourself that it was nothing, that it would disappear, but it only seemed to grow worse. With one hand on your stomach, the other covering your mouth, you rushed over to the entrance of your tent, opening the flap and spewing up last night’s meal into the empty bucket outside.

You took a moment to breath afterwards, catching your breath and wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. You looked around at the clan surrounding you, wondering if anyone had taken notice of you — as far as you were aware, no one had. So, walking back inside your tent, you went over to the fresh water yourself and Neteyam kept stocked and washed your hands.

Looking back over at the basket of fruits and meats, you decided you’d skip that morning’s breakfast.

“And then what happened?”

You were out in the lush forests of Pandora, taking a walk with Kiri as she used even her spare to time to prepare for her healing work with her grandmother. The two of you walked side by side, the day’s sun basking down its warmth on your retreating figures.

When you’d originally met up with Kiri earlier that morning, you had expected her to be her usual self — bright and excited to explore more of what Ewya offered her children. Instead, you had been met with a much angrier version of your sister-in-law.

Before you’d even started walking together, she was reciting her own morning back to you. Apparently, Lo’ak had believed it to be funny to scare Kiri whilst her back was turned away from him, causing the paste she was making to jump out of her hands and become ruined.

You couldn’t help but stifle a giggle out her crazy morning antics.

“And, then,” Kiri started, grumbling at her situation as she bent down to pluck a small part of a plant away, placing it delicately into her pouch, “father grounded me.”

You turn your head towards her, furrowed eyes on display, showing off your confusion. “What? Why?”

As Kiri stood back up, her anger dissipated and a smirk played on her lips. “Because I punched him in the face.”

You couldn’t help the laugh that completely tumbled from your mouth, loud and clear as any other creature within the forests. Grabbing at your stomach in an attempt to cease the laughing, your sister beside you only making your enthusiasm worse by joining in and exclaiming that he had it coming!, you felt elated, until your happiness turned into queasiness.

There was a split second where you knew what was going to happen before it actually did, but you weren’t given enough time to react. Your only option was to bend low, throwing up once again, although this time you had no idea where the contents had come from, considering you hadn’t eaten since last night and had already thrown up earlier that morning.

Coughing and clutching at your stomach, you felt Kiri’s gentle hand against your back, smoothly rubbing your skin to calm you down. Once you felt that was everything, you stood back up straighter, head groggy and eyes glazed over — you had never felt more worse in your life.

“Oh, y/n, you look terrible!” she chastised you, her eyes moving fervently over your figure, shaking her head in disbelief that you had gone from one emotion to another so drastically. “Is this the first time it’s happened?”

Breathing deeply, you shake your head. “No,” you swallow, pulling a disgusted face at the taste lingering in your mouth, before running a hand over your face from the exhaustion of it all. “It happened this morning, too.”

“And, you haven’t been to see grandmother?” Kiri’s voice was slowly beginning to raise, her obvious annoyance at your stubbornness beginning to effect her clearly. “Come, I will take you to her now.”

Immediately, you tried to refuse. “No, Kiri, I’m fine—“

But, your sister was relentless, adamant. “I’m not taking no for an answer, not when you could be ill.”

As she starts to pull you arm back in the direction of home, you look back over your shoulder at where you had reluctantly left the mark of your presence. “But, what about—“

“I will clean it up later. Come.”

From the moment you had arrived in the Tsahik’s tent, skin becoming clammy, sweat beading along your forehead and dry heaving into your hand, you were sure she knew what was wrong with you.

The woman who was like your own grandmother had gestured you closer to her awaiting figure, moving forwards and leaving Kiri hovering worriedly by the entrance to the tent. Mo’at gently grabbed your chin, looking so intently at you, all you wanted was to cower away, but you stood your ground, knowing the woman would only get annoyed.

When she was satisfied with what she saw, she gently grasped at your arms, guiding you down onto the floor in front of her. You started to feel just slightly better when you were no longer standing, swaying and feeling like you were going to fall any second. Mo’at moved back over to her shelves that held an assortment of healing herbs and ailments for those in need, coming back to you. She moved behind you, prodded at your back gently and pressing her ears against your spine, before moving back around and doing the same to your stomach.

You looked over at Kiri worriedly, hoping to find some sort of semblance hidden within her gaze, but her expression only mirrored your own. She, too, had no idea what was wrong with you — she was only training to be like her grandmother, and she clearly hadn’t gotten to this part of her lessons just yet.

“You are pregnant, my child.”

Your head snapped in her direction, not fast enough, those particular words reverberating within your mind, bouncing from one corner of the walls to another until you were sure you hadn’t imagined what the woman in front of you had said. You could feel your ears subconsciously fall against your head, your tail solemnly wrapping around your figure protectively, although, you were unsure what you were protecting yourself from.

You were pregnant.

Tears started to form within your eyes, pleading desperately within yourself to not let them fall. Your breathing started to pick up in pace a little, too, but you will it to calm. Looking down at your stomach, you placed a gentle hand against it, like you were caressing your unborn child.

Your unborn child.

You and Neteyam had had conversations about having a family — any pair of mates would — but your plans were to wait a little longer, to live your lives as you were supposed to before delving deeper into that chapter. It was all too much — you were unsure what to think. Should you be happy that you were having your firstborn child, or should you be worried of your mates reaction, scared he’d resent you for not waiting longer like you’d originally planned?

No words left your lips, throat too parched and nerves too calculated to form a barely coherent response, but you found that you didn’t have the time to. In that moment, Neteyam burst through his grandmother’s tent, eyes wide, ears alert and tail pointed tensely in the air. Someone had clearly seen you enter the Tsahik’s tent with Kiri, looking pale and unwell.

Looking up at him, you could only feel more tears consume your eyes until your vision started to become blurry. He rushed over to you, crouching down next to you, cupping your face in his hands and inspecting every inch of your body. When he couldn’t find anything external, he began to panic, confused. “What is it, ma muntxa (my mate)?”

Your eyes trailed both of his own, looking deeply into them and seeing nothing but pure love and adoration. From next to you, you could see Mo’at and Kiri silently leave the two of you alone in the quiet of the tent, giving you the space you needed.

Hands still stroking softly against your stomach, you looked down, then back up at him, hoping he would understand what you were trying to say without you having to utter the words. His eyes followed to where your hands lay, widening in surprise, his tail beginning to flick back and forth rhythmically.

“I’m sorry,” you whisper, almost inaudible. A tear falls down your cheek, cascading to the bottom of your chin.

Neteyam continues to hold your face in his hands, eyes never once leaving your own as his thumb wipes your emotions away. A breathless laugh tumbles from his lips, smile wide and unable to disappear once it’s made its presence known. “What could you possibly be sorry for?”

Despite the loving features Neteyam was bearing only to you, you couldn’t help the guilt still continuing to eat away at you. “We didn’t plan for this,” you pause licking your lips in contemplation, “we were going to wait a little longer...”

“Listen to me,” Neteyam starts, voice firm. He shuffles closer to your figure, practically pulling you on top of him, leaving your face in the palms of his hands. “Sometimes plans change, and there’s nothing wrong with that.” One of his hands leaves your face to place it lovingly against your stomach. “Especially when the change involves something like this.”

You can’t look away from, too scared that if you do, he might suddenly change his mind. So, you don’t, and he doesn’t.

Your tears are now winning over, falling onto your face tumultuously, but this time, they’re happy tears, joyful tears. You laugh along with Neteyam, disbelieving to have been so lucky with this blessing from Ewya — both being Neteyam, and your unborn child.

He brings your faces together now, foreheads touching as he rubs your noses together. “I cannot wait to start this new life together with you, ma muntxa (my mate).” You nudge against his nose out of love, causing him to chuckle at your affections. “I will protect you both with my life — and I will care for you both, always.”

Placing a gentle kiss upon your lips, you feel his hands return to the flat of your stomach — this time, his thumbs are running smoothly against the skin there. When he pulls away from your face, you lean closer, desperate for more of him, but you feel your heart ache fondly when you watch him lower himself down, pressing such a feather-like kiss to your stomach that you barely feel it.

“I love you, ma’eveng (my child).”

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blue-jisungs · 2 years ago

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love is the fuel

author's note. minghao is so?? he’s inspiration himself. like whatever i’d come up with, he’ll always fit the scenario. or in general, i feel like i just want to write for him again and again and again??? do you get me???

author's note. cursing

word count. 729

the soft jazz music filled the room, along with quiet sounds of minghao folding the paper. it was calm and relaxing, especially with the rain drops tenderly drumming on your windows.

suddenly there of a ping! of incoming text, followed by–

“for fuck’s sake! god damnit, no! i’m done, i have enough! no, no, no. i’m not doing it anymore!” you whined and stood from your chair, paddling around the table. minghao looked at you, slightly amused and concerned.

you let out a deep sigh, pushing your hair back.

“what is it, love?” he asked gently, putting away the origami figure he just finished making. then he rested his chin on his palms, watching you.

“can i just drop it? oh, i know! we can just marry secretly with no family whatsoever or, or they will just stand there like everyone wants! i don’t care…” you grunted and leaned against the chair, gripping the backrest. your future husband tilted his head curiously, lips curling into a smile.

“honey, i don’t know what happened but don’t let it make you want to run away” he chuckled, slowly grabbing another paper to start folding another origami figure. maybe a tiger now, for soonyoung.

“no but…” you whined and rushed next to him, plopping down. then you handed him your phone with the text you just got “it’s my aunt. she just texted me she doesn’t want to sit next to mrs lee because they just had a fight. and if there’s no option for her to sit somewhere else then either she won’t come or she wants mrs lee not to come”

minghao halted his moves, gaze shifting at you.

“i… can we switch? you’re doing what you like, having fun the origami and i’m struggling with the seats” you grunted, crossing your arms.

sure, you knew planning a wedding will be hard but you hoped it will make some great memories and people will help. and yeah, your and hao’s friends helped in this and that but there were certain cases that you had to take care of. like seating the guests.

“but you wanted to do it in first place, baby” he hummed, amused by the aunt drama.

“yeah but… i thought it will be fun. how do you have the patience to do that and i don’t…” you mumbled, resting your head on the table (careful enough not to crush his paper figures).

“i don’t”

you looked up, sending him a confused look. minghao scoffed at your cutely frowned eyebrows.

your fiancé wanted to hand make origami figures for each guest and staff member. some of them were personalised, like tiger for hoshi or cats for wonwoo, jun and woozi. that way they could enjoy the wedding as well and take the figurines home as a precious memory.

“sure, i thought it will be fun. just like you. but i ran out of patience, especially when some of them just didn’t look right. for example, the one for lee sungkyung took me three days to finally get it right. i wanted to give up, really” he sighed and started tracking shapes on your arm “but then i thought… it won’t be fair, right? some of the guests will be treated like royalty and some won’t? but above all the love for you is my fuel”

“what?” you looked up, meeting his ebony irises. he caressed your face and placed a soft kiss on your forehead.

“whenever i wanted to give up i thought about you. how hardworking you are… or how much i love you. and it worked” he hummed “i can help you if you want, hm?”

you nodded, pecking his jaw.

“thank you. and i love you so much” you said. a bright smile bloomed on his face

“show me the plan, what do you have so far” he put the origamis away gently, careful not to destroy them. especially the one he made for you, from the hand-written letter he wrote (obviously you didn’t know, he will give it to you after the ceremony) “maybe we could place seungcheol next to your aunt? i’m sure she’d love his company”

you giggled, to your fiancé’s relief. he couldn’t help himself but place another loving kiss on your forehead. grabbing your hand and interlocking your fingers, he listened to you as you explained all the seat arrangements.

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casper-spills · 1 year ago

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✧ ℌ𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔖𝔭𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔞𝔩: 𝔚𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔠𝔥 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲? ✧

01. Green witch

The Green Witch embraces nature by drawing on the energies from the earth and of untamed things. They commune with the land, with stones and gems and they reley on plants, flowers and herbs. They call to nature for guidance and respects every living being and they have a strong belief that humans must give back to world and protect it. They tend to be animal/environmental activists and they will go the extra mile to spread awareness.

The Green Witch makes their own ritual tools from found objects in nature and they make sure these are ethically sourced materials. They might also work with Animal Guides and Plant Spirits. The forest is the Green Witch's sacred temple and they often spend time hiking or visiting parks and gardens.

Books I recommend:

The Green Witch ~ Arin Murphy-Hiscock

Encyclopaedia of Magical Herbs ~ Scott Cunningham

Occult Botany ~ Paul Sedir

The Treadwell's Book of Plant Magic ~ Christina Oakley Harrington

Wortcunning ~ Nigel G. Pearson

02. Crystal Witch

Crystal Witches focus their magick on healing and manifesting. Crystals are known for their healing energies due to their ability to raise one's own vibration. Crystals emit this constant vibration, that when met with a lower vibration, has the ability to raise, in turn, providing healing qualities through an energetic level, which can therefore fast track our own physical healing.

Crystal Witches may also be drawn to rocks and stones alike and generally appreciate the gift of nature. They may also be attracted to the study of geology and often work with chakras/practice chakra meditation.

Books I recommend:

The Power of Crystal Healing ~ Emma Lucy Knowles

The Zenned Out Guide to Understanding Crystals ~ Cassie Uhl

The Crystal Workshop ~ Azalea Lee

Crystals for Witches ~ Eliza Mabelle

03. Kitchen Witch

The Kitchen Witch’s potion is a soup and they’re magical wand is a trusty wooden spoon. Cooking becomes a sacred art for the Kitchen Witch. A Kitchen Witch may not often dedicate a specific time and resources to ceremony, instead they work intuitively rather than ritually to find the magic in everyday life.

Kitchen Witches personalise their space with great intention and care. They instantly know when a space resonates with them or not. They often cook with whole, organic foods and they may also grow their own food. They also tend to enchant ingrediants before using them in a dish and they might sometimes make dishes to treat illnesses.

Books I recommend:

Potions, Elixirs & Brews ~ Anais Alexandre

The Wicca Cookbook ~ Jamie Wood & Tara Seefeldt

Wicca in the Kitchen ~ Scott Cunningham

The Magick of Food ~ Gwion Raven

`04. Sea Witch

A sea witch is a practitioner of witchcraft whose spiritual focus and magical practices are closely tied to the sea and its elements. They use the potent energy of the ocean as a force to drive spellcraft, cleanse the soul and renew the spirit. Sea Witches forge a deep bond with the sea and its inhabitants, working with its energy to manifest their intentions and achieve their goals.

Sea Witches are naturally sensitive and empathetic. The ocean is their sacred space and often times they might live near the ocean or are very drawn to it. They are also very drawn to stroms and enjoy the rain. They might study oceanic mythology and sea animals. They also often collect seashells, pebbles or other beach treasures and may use them in their craft.

Books I recommend:

Sea Witch's Companion ~ Levannah Morgan

Sea Magic ~ Sandra Kynes

Water Witchcraft ~ Annwyn Avalon

Mermaids ~ Skye Alexander

05. Divination Witch

The Divination Witch focuses primarily on divination practices such as tarot & oracle, pendulum, scrying, runes, tea leaf reading, meditation, and connecting to your inner guides/higher being. To them, it’s most important to incorporate these divination practices to their everyday life, or at least in ceremonial rituals.

A Divination Witch may draw power from the earthly elements, mediation, or with the help of seasonal changes that open portals and lower the veil between the physical and spiritual worlds. For those highly in-tuned with their intuition, have the ability to hear, see, or sense what others can’t, find themselves as an empath, and have the uncanny ability to predict the future.

Books I recommend:

The Book of Divination ~ Michael Johnstone

I Ching or Book of Changes ~ C.G. Jung & Richard Wilhelm

Tarot Card Meanings ~ Brigit Esselmont

Chakra Healing ~ Margarita Alcantara

06. Lunar/Cosmic Witch

A Lunar Witch has a fascination and connection with the skies, stars, moon and planets are unparalleled. With the fundamental belief that what happens above in the cosmos is a direct correlation to what happens on Earth, Cosmic Witches focus their study on astrological transits, moon phases, and intertwining that with their own natal birth charts. A strong belief is that as we are born, we are given a blueprint, a snapshot of the skies, that presents past, present and future forecasts of not only ourselves as an individual, but as a collective, sometimes generational viewpoint too.

They draw their power from the Moon and perform certain spells and rituals depending on the phase of the moon.

Books I recommend:

Moon Magic ~ Aurora Kane

Moon Spells ~ Diane Ahlquist

Moon Magic ~ Diane Ahlquist

Witchs Moon ~ Edain McCoy

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littlebigfandomtrash · 5 months ago

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Harmonia Academy logo and uniform!

They have two kinds of uniforms one dress and one with pants ofc.

When students go out to explore the Isle of Sages, it's a must for them to wear their uniforms. But if they really dont want to, then they must either have a teacher accompany them or have their magic gems have a tracking spell on given by a teacher or security guard. But teachers and guards can easily say no, so most students just go out in their uniforms and either wear some nice accesories or jacket.

The way students are sorted in dorms is that they go to the schools fountain and throw a penny in it. After a few seconds, the water will change into the colour of the dorm the student will go into.

They don't have ceremonial robes, but all that money goes into personalising their dorm uniforms!

Because Harmonia Academy is an academy that thrives on creativity. The academy really encourages students with their self expression hence when they let them personalise their dorm uniforms.

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farter-imperator · 1 year ago

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On the very edge of the Ministry grounds, by the forest, there is a small chapel.

Only the Papas and their Prime Movers may enter this chapel. It gives them a chance to pray and worship in privacy, away from the watching eyes of the Siblings.

It has a few rows of pews, a pulpit, and a wooden inverted cross at the head of the room, backlit by stained glass.

There's a small shrine to Lilith off to one side. The Prime Movers pray to it and present offerings to Her every day.

When the reigning Papa decides to marry, they always have a secret wedding ceremony in the chapel. This one is the official ceremony, and it's very intimate. Normally, it involves handfasting, prayer, and personalised vows.

Afterwards, a more showy ceremony is held in the Cathedral on the grounds, where siblings are invited to watch as the two renew vows that have been set out by the Clergy.

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abby118 · 6 months ago

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Hi Abby, how are you?

I was thinking about something recently.

We have seen that helmets are very important to warriors in Asgardian culture. We have seen them on every eneijar and also Odin, Thor and Loki who have a personalized one. However, we have never seen the 3 warriors and lady sifs with helmets, not even in important moments such as Thor's coronation ceremony or during a battle. Isn't that a little strange?

Technically (following the rules of Asgardian culture) they should have it, but it seems like the writers didn't think of that. Or perhaps it was a deliberate choice to differentiate them from common warriors?

Hey! Hmm that is a good question and, believe it or not, one I have pondered before lol.

I don't know whether or not it was a deliberate writing choice or simply something that was too minor of a detail to consider by the movie's production team, but because these movies were so thought out, I'll always try to come up with an in-universe explanation.

To me, it feels like one of those details that's got both practical and symbolic implications. For one, not wearing a helmet can give the impression of confidence and mastery in combat. Helmets are usually worn for protection, and the Einherjar who wear them are well-trained but not necessarily elite. In contrast, the W3/Sif are a special group. By going without helmets, they might be signalling that they’re skilled enough to take on the enemy without the extra layer of protection. (Or alternatively, it could be seen as inappropriate when their princes don't wear theirs. In Thor's case, I'd say that was purely down to him not liking the feel/look of that helmet and I'll get to Loki in a second.)

As for the coronation, that is debatable because as you've said, everyone wore their personalised (on non-personalised, in the case of the army) helmets, which was symbolic, whereas the warriors didn't. Now, we could explain this by saying Sif could have attended as Thor's intended wife rather than Asgard's war maiden (stood, below Loki who stood below Frigga; similarly to Sif's place close to the head of the banquet table we saw later). As for the Warriors Three, I don't know. It could be a way of signalling that they were below the positions in front of them, as they stood on the same level as Frigga, Loki and Sif.

And to return back to Loki, we know he values strategy and tends to rely more on magic and cutting weapons which might be seen as not intimidating enough by the opponent who has no prior experience with these forms of combat, thus the horned helmet. For him, it’s probably both a symbol of status and a practical choice, because it adds to his intimidating look and supports his more theatrical style (+ it does distinguish him from Thor). As for Thor 1, I don't think he would wear his when his brother didn't (because of the status difference and because he didn't want to seem weaker). TDW is self explanatory.

So in short, maybe the W3/Sif skip the helmets because they want to show they have proven that they’re powerful and skilled enough without them. It’s a subtle but effective way of showing that their place at Thor’s side isn’t just a matter of friendship, but of strength and skill.

I hope that answers your question :]

#Asgardian helmets #Thor 1 #The Avengers #Thor The Dark World #Loki #Thor #Lady Sif #the Warriors Three #Hogun #Fandral #Volstagg #abby talks #helmets #I'm super sick rn so this was nice :]

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noxtms · 3 months ago

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❝ MR AND MRS HEATH PARKINSON request the honour of your presence at the marriage of their daughter pansy bedelia to marcus tybalt the 3rd, child of mrs bora flint at ilkley, cheshire on wednesday, the 25th of december, 2024, starting at 1 o'clock with dining, dancing and happily ever after to follow. black tie is essential, and it is the happy couple's request that children outside of the family members fulfilling named roles on their special day be kept at home. please rsvp as soon as possible to mrs vana parkinson, and if attending, complete the meal card attached with your preferences ! ❞

IN CHARACTER :

the parkinson / flint wedding ( promised to be the event of the season by witch weekly way back at the very start of the year ) has been a long time coming, and no one wishes more than pansy & marcus that it had kept coming ! arranged by their parents some years ago as a way of both bolstering marcus in public opinion after a disastrous media run and ensuring that heath parkinson's daughter was no longer living on his dime, preparations for their special day have taken years. everything from the overall theme to the location to the people that are making up the wedding parties has changed a hundred times over in the time it's taken to get them to this day, but here we are, and here they are on december 25th, 2024.

held at a POPULAR wixen venue just outside of ilkley, cheshire, the couple have cleanly avoided any temptation they may have had to inject some christmas cheer into their special day by giving strict instruction to the organisers to keep the snow and the cold snap at bay. stepping into the lantern & candlelit woods is like stepping into another world; the temperature is kept toasty enough for guests to walk around barearmed thanks to several powerful charms operating around the area, and the woodlands themselves are untouched by the snow that settles on the outskirts of them. wander too far off the beaten track and you will, of course, wander out of the range of all the protective magic being employed - but with so much to enjoy right there, why would anyone want to wander ?

guests are welcome to grab an espresso martini - the first of several wedding favors that also include personalised matchbooks, a strip of photos from an old style booth and bubbles to blow as the happy couple walk back down the aisle, arm in arm - as soon as they arrive, and are invited to mill around the dinner and ballroom areas until it comes to time to take their seat by the aisle. the orchestral band hired for the start of the event will be playing covers of popular love songs - wix and muggle alike - for now, and leaving sometime after the ceremony concludes to make way for the dj, a popular witch you might recognise from her stints at amortentia. a four course meal will be served promptly at 6, with the five tier cake decorated with flowers and foliage not nearly as exciting for everyone involved as the champagne tower that'll be filled, sometime after. all in all, it's set to be a traditional wixen ceremony with a traditional sort of afters, though anyone who knows pansy and marcus knows that the likelihood of everything being exactly as it seems is slim !

OUT OF CHARACTER:

we delayed for some very good reasons, but it's finally time for the wedding of the season ! with lucius malfoy's death earlier this year ( in our season two finale ), i always figured we'd have to take our first ever break from the malfoy family ball, and the parkinson & flint wedding has been in the works for a good long while, so what a good replacement it makes ! once complete, we'll be transitioning into 2025, and i've got a couple things up my sleeve before our five year anniversary period ! <3

this event will begin tonight, the 10th of january and run for two weeks, bringing us up to the 24th ! it'll be run in two parts, with the transition to the afters happening after a week - you'll have to keep an eye out for that post ! in character, it's taking place on december 25th !

no character is actually required to attend the wedding, nor are you yourself required to take part, but everyone's encouraged to find a reason to be there ! whether they'd have actually gotten an invite of their own isn't really that important, since it can be assumed that a lot of invites went out at random and there's always the option of coming as a plus one !

like our bach parties, this event will run both on discord & dash, just to make it a bit easier for people to take part since we're currently in what i always consider a busy period ! any posts going onto the dash should be tagged with nox.event046, and the location for anyone who tags it is ilkley, cheshire.

if you have any questions, comments or concerns, just send them through to the main ! and please give this post a like once you've read it !

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hello-summ3r · 1 year ago

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crafty!reader x simon "ghost" riley

crafty!reader who enjoys crocheting as a hobby and can whip up anything that comes to their imagination.

this post is inspired by this adorable little skull i crocheted earlier, which reminded me of ghost and i thought, "what if a crocheter reader gave this to ghost as a little gift?

anyways, lets get onto the little drabble <3

crafty!reader who enjoys crocheting as a hobby and can whip up anything that comes to their imagination.

you can make honestly anything. cardigans, jumpers, blankets, all the way to little keychains and plushies. it's quite impressive, considering the amount of dedication you really have to put into a project, especially if its big such as a jumper or something like that.

for holidays and ceremonies and whatever, you would be the one with the best gifts, and one to rely on for unique and personalised decor, like garlands for example. anything you ask them to make, you'll do it.

ghost was out on a mission, a supposedly long and difficult one. reader considered that and decided it would be nice to perhaps do something that could be thoughtful for him, and thats where they decided to crochet him a little gift.

it wasn't big, as he was supposed to return within the day that you thought of the idea, but its the thought that counts, you believed.

you used your scrap yarn to crochet a little skull pattern. nothing big, but it meant a lot. it matched the mask that ghost always wore, which you knew played a big part in his life. i mean, this dude would wear the mask anywhere he could, so considering that fact, you believed this small gesture could mean a lot to him. especially since it was handmade by you, the only sunshine and hope in his dark life.

he returns before you know it, obviously stressed and tired from the mission. immediately, you jump up from the sofa, shaking the bits of scrap yarn off of you before making your way over to him. you held the little gift behind your back.

"si, you're back!" you happily say as you hug him.

he sees you and smiles, his muscles relaxing as soon as you hugged him, the project in your balled up fist.

"i missed you, m'love," ghost chuckles as he wrapped his arms around you.

"i have a little something for you!" you giggle as you look up at him, excited for his reaction to the little gesture you made earlier.

he raises an eyebrow in curiosity before speaking. "really? what could that be?"

you step away from the hug as you open up your hand, revealing the little crocheted skull to him.

immediately, his eyes soften and he sighs with a small chuckle.

"sweet lord, it's adorable, m'love. is that...meant to be my mask?" he laughs softly. you nod with a proud smile.

"oh, i love it s' much. i'll treasure it f'ever, i promise you. god, i love you so much."

he gently kisses your head, the little derpy skull still in his hands as he pulls you in for another warm hug.

guys im sorry my heart cant take this level of cuteness

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thesilliestrovingalive · 2 months ago

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Updated: April 3, 2025

Reworked Character #22: Pupipi

POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNING: Viewer discretion is advised due to references to abuse, death, and SA.

Real name: Pupazivoy and Marty Aionion (as her child self)

Alias: Neo-Martian

Occupation: leading scientist for the Regular Army, leader of the Pipakhroz, and commander, roboticist, and chemist of the Pipovulaj (formerly)

Special skills: Handling laser weaponry and grenade launchers, knowledge of cloning and mutation, creating poisons, and robotics

Abilities: She possesses the same abilities as other Martians, but due to experiments conducted by Rootmars, she has undergone enhancements. She can telepathically sense if someone or something has a genuine desire to protect Earth as well as discern the purity of their heart and intentions. Similar to Rootmars, she can instantly space-warp to locations she has visually familiarised herself with, accompanied by a brilliant electrical flash of bluish-white light. She possesses the same optic laser ability and a superior form of Martian telepathy compared to Rootmars. Unlike other Martians, she possesses enhanced telekinetic abilities, allowing her to manipulate up to 30 objects simultaneously, and can vomit orange bile to scorch her enemies.

Hobbies:

Exploring the unknown, creating artificial lifeforms, collecting treasures from around the world, and learning about the history and wildlife of Earth (as Pupipi)

Collecting science posters and Beanie Boos, playing retro console games, and making paper airplanes (as Marty)

Likes:

Humanity, piloting the Mars Gigantalos, nursing infant Mars People, and the satisfaction she feels when overcoming adversity (as Pupipi)

Tyra’s plushie collection, anything related to soda, and how beautiful and fascinating dragons and sea angels look (as Marty)

Dislikes:

Extreme stress, the Invader King’s hive, watching humanity effortlessly destroy the environment, and how the media often presents her kind as oppressive and violent conquerors (as Pupipi)

How weird belly buttons look, being viewed as a dumb kid, and broken toys (as Marty)

Sexuality:

Biromantic cupiosexual (as Pupipi)

Questioning (as Marty)

Gender: Female

Human weight: 103 lbs. (46 kg)

Martian design: She resembles a female Mars Quotidian, but stands at an impressive 8' 1" (246.38 cm), surpassing the standard height of female Martians. She has lifeless ultramarine eyes, Rebecca purple skin with a dogwood rose sheen, translucent apple green stinger tentacles, bittersweet shimmer leg tentacles, and coral pink suckers. The centre of her face features a massive, vaguely oval-shaped patch of scarred flesh, appearing as if it had been brutally torn away. The tip of her front leg tentacle had been ceremoniously severed, a symbol of her status as a Martian commander—a ritualistic tradition required by all who hold this position.

She alternates between three primary weapons: a lightweight ray gun, a custom-built spear she constructed herself, and two heavily modified grenade launchers. The grenade launchers, originally used by the Regular Army, have been extensively reworked and now resemble those wielded by the awakened Clone Eri in Metal Slug Attack. Her custom-built spear has a gauntlet-point shield in the centre of the shaft that serves as its grip and something to protect herself. The spear shaft is crafted from a 8' 7" (261.62 cm) slender cylinder of pearlescent bluish-white adamant. The base of the spear is tipped with a design similar to the top of the Martian staff, which is used for healing battle wounds, summoning lightning storms, and enveloping the user in a fiery aura. The spearhead features a greenish-blue halberd blade, secured to the shaft by three tight golden rings.

She possesses two vehicles: a Mars Gigantalos with the Martian race logo emblazoned on its chest, and a personalised Mars Elite Pepapiro (Mini-UFO). The latter was modified with Tarma Roving's assistance, equipped with dual 12mm Vulcan cannons, one mounted on each side.

Human design: As her human persona, Marty Aionion, she’s a 4' 11" (149.86 cm) sylph-like Caucasian girl who appears to be between the ages of 6 and 12. She has olive skin, a chipped upper right canine tooth, sparkling red-violet eyes, and brownish freckles scattered across her face and neck. Her cameo pink hair is styled in a straight bob with choppy, blunt-cut bangs and chin-length, layered, slightly curly sides.

She wears a pristine lab coat that reaches to her knees, along with the same goggles as Navel, but with purple-tinted lenses. She wears a greyish-green tank top, a silver-buckled chocolate cosmos belt, pale azure gloves, and lapis lazuli bloomer shorts with cargo pockets. Additionally, she also dons a lapis lazuli cat-eared beanie, dark purple knee pads, mid-calf solid pink socks, and Syracuse red-orange paratrooper boots. She has a Syracuse red-orange backpack, which contains her entire collection of Beanie Boos and six soda cans in various flavors: grape, cream, orange, cherry, cotton candy, and blue raspberry.

Character summary: She's very kind-hearted and sweet towards other Martians who share her progressive view of humanity and towards humans who demonstrate respect, responsibility, and environmental awareness. She strives to see the good in others and offer aid, but remains aware of her limitations, recognizing that some people are too entrenched in their ways to change. She can usually detect when someone is trying to take advantage of her, especially if she has known the person for a long time. However, she may struggle to identify psychological manipulation if the person appears genuinely sincere or if she isn't well-acquainted with them. She can be somewhat selfish, believing that her actions are for the benefit of those she cares about. She'll desperately seek solutions to her loved ones' problems, and if she makes mistakes, she'll own up to them and work to make things right.

Whenever she feels anxious or awkward, she often rubs her stinger tentacles together and looks back at those she trusts for emotional support. A reassuring nod or thumbs-up is enough to boost her confidence and help her relax, prompting a sigh of relief and encouraging her to maintain a level head. Her biggest supporters are her polyamorous partners, whom she deeply loves and would do anything to keep safe and happy. Her partners also serve as her closest comrades in war and her scientific and engineering colleagues, assisting her with strategic planning, commanding troops, building machines and weapons, conducting ethical experiments, and protecting her from sudden attacks. She's also a proud mother, viewing her children as precious and drawing motivation from them to face adversity with courage and diligence. When she's curious, she frequently tilts her head and gently probes whatever has caught her interest. She's easily startled by sudden noises or people approaching from behind, often letting out a loud squeak or an unearthly yet somewhat quiet squeal.

She's a well-organised, observant, and charismatic leader who ensures her plans run smoothly and prioritises everyone's safety. She constantly monitors the Pipovulaj's operations through a network of spies and detailed reports, ensuring she and her comrades are prepared for the eventual invasion of Earth. She deeply hates how the Pipovulaj ruthlessly eliminate members of the Pipakhroz, disregarding their shared heritage. However, she also believes that the Pipovulaj are capable of change by acknowledging their faults and becoming more open-minded to the idea of coexisting with humanity. She acknowledges that humanity isn’t perfect and has done various heinous things that disturb Earth’s equilibrium, but she knows that the Pipovulaj’s view of them is incredibly flawed and heavily biased. She's dedicated to protecting humanity from extraterrestrial threats because she regards humans as equals, and finds them, like all other life forms, extremely fascinating.

She's a strong advocate for peaceful coexistence, demonstrating great dedication to her cause and unwavering loyalty to the Mars People she serves and the humans she supports. She has a nurturing presence, offering motherly care and compassion to children and vulnerable individuals. She forms emotional attachments quickly with those she considers family or close friends. If they suddenly disappear, she becomes extremely distressed, often to the point of experiencing severe panic attacks that can impact her ability to work. With a burning desire to protect those who couldn’t defend themselves, she often displays a self-sacrificing nature. She’s willing to put herself at risk of severe injury or capture in order to stand up for what she believes is right and support her comrades. She's genuinely surprised that many high- and low-ranking Martians in the Pipakhroz revere her as a hero.

She has grown to somewhat dislike her nickname, Pupipi, because many humans jokingly tell her it sounds like a toilet joke. However, she's aware that among Mars People and Rootmars, Pupipi is an endearing and childish form of her given name. She's a passionate nature lover, often hugging trees, studying fauna and flora, planting flowers, and trying to befriend friendly animals. She's profoundly repulsed by environmental mistreatment and wildlife cruelty as her desire to protect and admire Earth's life is undermined by humanity's capacity to harm it. She would be disheartened if all humans and cybernetic beings feared Martians as her own kind is not universally driven by prejudice, conquest, and a desire to impose environmental stewardship through force.

She's an age regressor, reverting to a younger age when life's stresses become overwhelming. To cope, she's developed a unique persona named Marty Aionion. Marty is a bubbly, curious, and impressionable young girl with an enthusiasm for science, particularly outer space, chemistry, and animal biology. She's incredibly energetic and has a tendency to crash hard at bedtime, exhausting her physical energy reserves after a day of non-stop activity. She has a moderate level of self-awareness and a tomboyish spirit, often showing little interest in traditionally feminine pursuits. Marty frequently finds herself in playful and carefree misadventures, often at the most inconvenient moments. She also has a fondness for soda and enjoys playfully mimicking the effects of being tipsy.

As Pupipi and Marty, they both see Rootmars as a loving and overprotective mother who prioritises her leadership, planetary resources, and the Mars People above everything else. However, they're frustrated that Rootmars refuses to reconsider her discriminatory views on humans and recognize that coexistence is essential for protecting Earth's resources and transforming humanity's ecological perspective. They long to be closer to their creatress, whom they love deeply, but their conflicting views and Rootmars' ruthlessness and distrust of the Pipakhroz make it a challenging goal.

As Pupipi, she has a strained relationship with Celaphios, fueled by her deep-seated prejudice against Invaders. She views Invaders as ruthless destroyers and irredeemable exploiters of planets. As a result, she sees no reason to treat Celaphios with the same dignity and respect as humans and other life forms, often coming across as dismissive and condescending in her interactions with him. As Marty, she's deeply terrified of Celaphios due to his Invader origins, causing her to keep her distance for fear of getting hurt. Despite this, she makes a conscious effort to be friendly and welcoming towards him, even though she's aware that Invaders are the natural predators of her own people.

As Pupipi, she feels profound sympathy for Wysteria, perceiving her as a lost child who lashes out at the world due to her struggles to understand humanity. She provides Wysteria with motherly care, ensuring her well-being and safety from mistreatment by the comrades who only view her as a monstrous bioweapon. She has grown fond of Pocke, whom she views as the sweetest being, finding enjoyment in babysitting and educating him about the Martian lifestyle and beliefs. Furthermore, she deeply admires Walter's selfless decision to raise a Martian child as his own, finding his actions truly commendable. As Marty, she regards Wysteria as a quiet, grumpy, and gentle-hearted friend. She greatly enjoys sharing simple pleasures with Wysteria, such as exploring nature and playing with plushies. She finds Pocke irresistibly adorable and is amused by his mischievous antics, especially when he gets into trouble with Midori.

As Pupipi, she holds Raubtier, Malkuth, and Draco in high esteem, regarding them as her own children. She's deeply disturbed by the Invaders' brutal takeover of Raubtier's home planet and the extinction of the Neptunians. She's also concerned about his coping mechanism of preying on living things when he's feeling melancholic and emotionally overwhelmed, recognizing it as unhealthy. She encourages Malkuth's passion for radio technology and nurtures her innate benevolence. However, she's concerned about her unstable and immature mind, fearing that her harsh tendency to purge evildoers without hesitation could potentially spiral out of control.

She has a good relationship with Draco and is able to translate for him due to his inability to speak the human language and his lack of fluency in perfect Marsinese. Nevertheless, she makes a conscious effort to ensure that Draco's competitive nature and love of sparring don't cause any severe problems. As Marty, she regards Raubtier, Malkuth, and Draco as her closest friends, thoroughly enjoying their company and finding them to be beautifully captivating individuals.

Backstory: Pupazivoy was born a decade before the Mesozoic Era. She was the second female Mars Quotidian and the fourth Martian to be created by Rootmars during an experiment aimed at creating living beings to alleviate her loneliness and bring new meaning to her life. The first generation of Pipomarzu, now known as Martians or Mars People, were all sexually mature adults, but were initially curious, impressionable, and childlike. Rootmars, who had constructed a language that would eventually be named Marsinese, gave each of them names; Pupazivoy was the first to receive her name. Following Rootmars' comprehensive education on various subjects, Pupazivoy developed a fascination with laser technology, robotics, chemistry, and genetic engineering. Recognizing the potential for a fulfilling life, she took the initiative to delve deeper into these areas of interest.

It was a steep learning curve because Rootmars wasn't a fully competent leader at the time and was still getting accustomed to the role, learning everything required to sustain an alien empire. However, the inhabitants of the Rugname persevered, determined to prove themselves worthy of their existence and make their creatress proud. To simplify the task, Pupazivoy focused on the malfunctioning cloning room of the Rugname. While others struggled to repair it, fearing a catastrophic explosion or disruption of the fragile stasis chamber, she effortlessly restored the room to working order within a week. To test her handiwork, she created a nearly identical clone of herself, naming it Pepacluvix. This clone would later become the namesake for a term referring to Martian clones. This achievement impressed Rootmars and earned Pupazivoy admiration from the other Pipomarzu. However, some were secretly jealous of her natural talent and the praise she received from their creatress.

She earned the nickname "Pupipi" from her closest friends and trusted acquaintances, who worked alongside her and shared an interest in her areas of expertise. As the first generation of Pipomarzu grew older and matured mentally and emotionally, she became more familiar with robotics, bioengineering, and chemistry. She made important advancements in the Pipomarzu's machinery by building lightweight and heavyweight ray guns, Mini-UFOs, Hopper Mechas, and Laser Ring Mechas using the limited resources available on the mothership. Believing that her people might require additional defense capabilities and seeking efficient ways to eliminate enemies, she created a wide variety of poisons using chemical samples available on the Rugname. Following the creation of the Brain Robot, designed to facilitate easy command of the Laser Ring Mechas, she went on to care for numerous infants and raise a large family of her own, consisting of up to twenty-five children. Her partners consisted of Pizuklamo, a male Mars Elite, Povrukaziy, a female Mars Garrison, and two male Mars Quotidians, Pepuxofhla and Puvjadhosi.

Pepacluvix suffered mistreatment at the hands of the Pipomarzu, who viewed it with distrust and saw it as a pale imitation of Pupipi. Driven by burning jealousy and hatred, they regarded Pepacluvix merely as a super soldier, ignoring its glaring lack of basic self-defence skills. Noticing Pepacluvix struggled to fit in with the other Pipomarzu, she went to great lengths to test the limits of bioengineering. After several weeks of intensive experimentation, mutation, and surgery, she successfully created what she considered to be her true masterpiece: Pupekloitha. She imbued her artificial life form with the power to forcefully displace enemies and manipulate earthly energy, intercept radio signals in outer space, wield diamond-hard strength, and utilise echolocation to effortlessly locate hidden treasures throughout the universe.

With resources dwindling and the Rugname's proxy poised to disrupt the electricity supply at any moment, Rootmars tasked the Pipomarzu with finding a habitable planet and assisting in the construction of a new proxy. Although Pupipi had a designated role, she took charge, directing her comrades and Pupekloitha to locate a resource-rich planet. Meanwhile, she and the others remained behind to draft blueprints for the Rugname's new proxy. With Pupekloitha's help, they soon discovered Kepler-62f, a terraformed planet abundant in resources.

After the Invaders accepted the Pipomarzu, Pupipi initially found it difficult to trust them. She was uncertain if they could be considered true allies, and their indifferent attitude towards her and her species only deepened her concerns. Nevertheless, she tried to remain optimistic about the alliance, not wanting to cause immense worry for Rootmars as she was being trained to become a better ruler. Utilising the resources the Invaders had on hand, as well as those acquired through collaborative conquests, Pupipi and her coworkers developed various Martian weapons and machines, including the Mars Walkers and portable communication devices. She also assisted Rootmars in creating the Parasites, which would significantly aid the Invaders' conquests and survival.

With the Pipovulaj established, Pupipi harboured a burning desire to protect the weak. However, years of relentless work had taken a toll on her physical health, leaving her fragile. Rootmars noticed her condition and, with Pupipi's consent, subjected her to an experimental procedure designed to enhance her powers. This experiment would alter her physical form and grant her more psionic abilities, nearly rivaling those of Rootmars herself.

When she noticed that four of her children and a son of Povrukaziy had gone missing, she was worried sick about their safety to the point where she couldn’t even work. So, she and her romantic partners went looking for their missing children, wondering what had happened to them. During the search, they stumbled upon the Invader King’s hive for the first time. As they carefully investigated the area, they witnessed a group of Invader Drones sexually assaulting a female alien, who was taken captive during a conquest of 61 Virginis b. This traumatic scene left them deeply disturbed, prompting them to flee back to the Rugname and report to their creatress that there is something terrible going on behind the scenes. This proved to be a turning point, leading Rootmars to uncover the truth about the missing Martian infants and the Invaders' true intentions, permanently severing ties with the Invader King.

Upon landing on Mars, the Pipomarzu were greeted by a handful of surviving draconic lizards, slowly nearing extinction. These winged creatures possess fiery breath, immense strength, and the capacity to breathe in the vacuum of space. They can also shapeshift into two-legged serpents known as Sea Dragons, which controlled the waves, summoned tridents from the clouds, and exhibited exceptional diving skills. Pupipi played a pivotal role in forging a peace treaty between the two races, stating that the Pipomarzu would uphold their environmental stewardship and care for the Martian lizards and their home planet. Following the establishment of the treaty and the peaceful settlement on Mars, Pupipi befriended a Martian lizard, referred to as a Paplozurde by her kind. She named him Dracoini Cepholaus, or Draco for short, as a tribute to her creatress' star system, situated near the celestial boundary of the Cepheus, Ursa Minor, and Draco constellations.

She was promoted to commander shortly after aiding the Martians in stopping the Invaders' conquest of Jupiter. Alongside Malkuth and Draco, she successfully led a counterattack to protect the Monoeyes' UFO, Danu, from destruction and capture by the Morph Changers. Although she was devastated to discover that the Brain Robot had been confiscated by the Invaders, Pupekloitha reassured her that they would retrieve her creation when their paths crossed again. Shortly after the war, she began to age regress due to the cumulative stress of managing multiple jobs, the traumatic event she witnessed in the Invader King's hive, and a deep-seated desire for safety that surfaces when she feels overwhelmed by fear.

She witnessed the same phenomena as Rootmars when observing the evolution and forgotten history of Earth, which she kept to herself and only shared with the Monoeyes. She developed a strong fascination with humanity, finding their thought processes and actions peculiar and captivating. Alongside her romantic partners and a few coworkers, Pupipi conducted studies on humans to observe their behaviour and environmental impact. During this period, Pupekloitha renamed herself Malkuth, feeling a profound psychic connection to the physical world.

She began to notice Rootmars' disdain towards humanity and their treatment of Earth’s resources, reminiscent of the Invaders' environmental disregard. This deeply concerned her, as she, her romantic partners, and some friends and acquaintances believed humanity had the capacity to change for the better and not all humans mistreated the environment. However, they kept this belief private, observing that many Martians shared Rootmars' perspective and harboured potential ideas of claiming Earth for themselves. Their first attempt at conquering Earth failed when Tequila and Red Eye dismantled the rogue military organisation the Pipovulaj had collaborated with. The Pipovulaj had planned to betray the organisation once most of humanity had succumbed to their bioterrorist attack, which aimed to turn humans into Man Eaters. She served as one of the leading commanders during that time and had a brief skirmish with Tequila. Following their encounter, she sustained severe facial scars inflicted by his combat knife.

During the Arms Deal Barrage, following the formation of the alliance between the Serapion Fellowship and Pipovulaj, Rootmars and Pupipi led a robotics project focused on developing advanced weaponry to support their joint efforts. Collaborating with the mechanics and engineers of the Serapion Fellowship, they successfully designed and constructed several key assets for the Pipovulaj and Ptolemaios' army, including the Mars Gigantalos, Mars Battle UFO, Ptolemaic Saucer, Hover Unit, D-001 Tanbal, and the standard-issue handguns used by the masked soldiers. Additionally, she commanded a small contingent of Martian youth recruits, assigning them to conduct surveillance operations. Once the Arms Deal Barrage was over, she oversaw cloning experiments using the corpses of fallen Serapion Fellowship soldiers and cultists. Her goal was to determine whether the Rugname's cloning room could produce clones from dead bodies and explore the consequences of cloning without a host, using only the lingering DNA in the stasis chamber.

Upon learning of Rootmars' intentions for the latest Martian machines and cloning experiments, she was deeply unsettled by the prospect of conquering Earth when the time came. She was disheartened by the pervasive bias among many Martians, including some long-time colleagues, who viewed humans as an inferior species due to their perceived disregard for the environment. Compounding her distress was the weight of guilt she carried for the lives lost among the Martian youths under her command during the Arms Deal Barrage. These concerns ultimately led Pupipi to devise a rebellion in collaboration with her romantic partners, children, Malkuth, Draco, and a network of supportive coworkers, friends, and acquaintances who shared her vision and were equally disillusioned with Pipovulaj's morally objectionable plans and dehumanising views on humanity.

After gathering substantial resources, establishing a secret base in Greenland's uninhabited regions, and meticulously preparing their strategy, she launched her rebellion against the Pipovulaj. Pupipi and her allies orchestrated a series of heists, plundering valuable assets from the Pipovulaj, including the blueprints for the Rugname, cloning technology, and Martian weaponry. This rebellion successfully stalled the Pipovulaj's military expansion and machinery development by several months. Rootmars initially refrained from interfering, believing the conflict to be a massive misunderstanding that the parties involved could resolve on their own. However, as the fight showed no signs of ending, Martian casualties mounted, and the Pipovulaj were on the brink of collapse, Rootmars intervened. She promptly exiled Pupipi and her comrades, issuing a stern warning that she would obliterate them if they dared to show their faces again. This event ultimately led Pupipi to establish the Pipakhroz, a Martian splinter cell dedicated to thwarting the Pipovulaj's ambitions and safeguarding humanity.

During the Great Morden War, Pupipi, Malkuth, Draco, her romantic partners, and the Pipakhroz maintained a low profile. They observed the conflict between the Rebel Army and the remaining Regular Army forces. She managed to get a close-up view of the battle in Käthehirt Valley using her Mini-UFO, briefly witnessing the confrontation between Allen O'Neil and a team of Regular Army commandos. Afterwards, she returned to the smaller mothership replica of the Rugname and continued assisting her comrades with its construction. She wondered if an alliance with the Regular Army might be possible when the time arose. During this period, they seized the opportunity to build up their arsenal and gather intelligence on the Pipovulaj's activities, while Malkuth spent a year and a half traveling throughout the Solar System.

Shortly after the Rebel Army and Pipovulaj formed their alliance, they captured a mysterious alien residing in Earth's ocean while testing out a Hozmi-class submarine. The alien was held captive on Pallas Island, home to many mutated creatures. Ferdinand dubbed it "Raubtier" after it managed to prey on several Martians and Rebel soldiers during the capture. Confined by tight ropes, the alien felt scared and unable to utilise its malleable body to shapeshift, prompting it to seek help. It transmitted telepathic waves that resonated as swooshing sounds to those attuned to hear them.

Disguised Pipakhroz troops intercepted the distress calls and launched a rescue mission, overwhelming the small contingent of Rebel Army and Pipovulaj troops stationed on Pallas Island with the aid of Draco and Malkuth. Once freed, Raubtier became a valuable ally, expressing its gratitude for being saved. It shared with the Pipakhroz that it originally lived on Neptune before being displaced by the Invaders. Raubtier was then forced to move to Earth's oceans, which reminded it of outer space. This new environment served as a distraction from the painful reality that it was the last remaining Neptunian.

After receiving intel from her trusted spies that the Rebel Army and the Pipovulaj were planning to launch their coup within days, Pupipi decided that forming an alliance with the Regular Army was the best course of action. However, with limited knowledge of the military group's operations and uncertain about their location, they embarked on a search for a Regular Army base. After four days of searching, they finally discovered the Sparrowhawk Operations Base and discreetly landed their newly completed mothership, the Martian Helicarrier, in the vicinity. Pupipi contacted Marco's recently assembled team, who were still recovering from the aftermath of the Great Morden War and awaiting their next mission. After establishing trust, which didn't come easily for Marco and the others, they held a meeting at the Joint Military Operations Headquarters. Following a lengthy discussion about the nature of the Pipakhroz and the dangerous ambitions of the Pipovulaj, a second imminent Rebel Army coup was revealed. As a result, an alliance was forged between the Pipakhroz and the Regular Army.

During the Extraterrestrial Alliance Clash, the Pipakhroz primarily functioned as spies, gathering intelligence on the Rebel Army's and Pipovulaj's strategic plans as well as identifying locations of deployed Martian troops. Whenever Pipovulaj troops were deployed in the same location as Marco's team, they provided crucial support, helping them push back against Rootmars' military forces. Their collaborative efforts led to the destruction of the Big Shiee, damaging the Rugname, and the capture of General Morden. Pupipi, Malkuth, Draco, and Raubtier vividly recall the frustration and defeat felt by the Pipakhroz and Marco's team when they discovered that the captured General Morden was, in fact, a disguised Mars Quotidian troop. Much to their dismay, they learned that the real General Morden had been hiding inside the Rugname all along.

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Magic School Masterpost

As some of you may know, I've been developing a fictional magic school for a while now and sharing it with you. Hence, today I'm going to make a whole post to put it all together in one place and adding some new content. This will be long, so I'm inserting a "keep reading" bit. Tagging @merthwyn, @arcenciel-par-une-larme, @cryptidsaints - the people most involved in it, so you can see this, and my regulars - @idylls-of-the-divine-romance, @cactusflowerfemme, @rebelnurse, @roses-red-and-pink - for your views on this project now it's done.

The school is divided into twelve sub-schools, and each sub-school is located on a mountaintop, collectively forming a circle of mountains, with a common space between them where students from all schools can meet. Each mountain has its own magically-generated microclimate, and so every student has a cloak used for warmth or cool and on formal occasions.

Magical training is divided into three stages. The first stage (which most often starts at the age of seven, but can start later) lasts three years, and consists of the 101 of their magic system. The next stage lasts seven years, and consists of learning more advanced stuff and discovering the trainee's strengths and weaknesses. The third stage lasts nine years, and consists of being apprenticed to a magician who can help you develop your specialties. When this stage is over, they go through a coronation ceremony where their master touches each shoulder with an implement and then crowns them. It is not compulsory to complete the full nineteen years; someone can leave after the first stage, or after the second stage, or during the third stage. Due to the highly personalised nature of these regimens, there is considerable flexibility in how long it takes – the time spans given are ideals, and actual training may be markedly longer or markedly shorter.

Each school has a "heart book", the most crucial book to each discipline. For the most part, only teachers read these books - students read extracts of and commentaries on them.

Alchemists are located in a steampunk-style castle atop a mountain covered in birch woods, and they have an aviary of phoenixes. Alchemists wear bright orange robes with deep purple trim and brown leather aprons, and have bright orange cloaks with deep purple trim held in place with a flask-shaped brooch, made of amber with bronze fittings. The basic alchemical implement is a flask, containing a mix of molten metal and quicklime. The alchemists have springs of metallic water, coloured blue (by copper), red (by iron) or yellow (by sulphur), which often bubble and occasionally spurt upwards. The mountain is magically locked in perpetual autumn. Alchemists teach and write their books in Arabic, they write their documents in papyrus codices, and their heart book is The Elemental Wedding, which burns whatever touches it; hence, people have to handle it with leather gloves and keep it on a stone platform. The crown they use is a bronze and amber crown in the shape of two phoenixes entwined together, and the coronation implement is a bronze staff topped with a glass bulb containing mercury.

Personality: Vague douchiness and an aura of science-flavoured arrogance; a lot of them get very uptight about calling what they do "magic" and instead call it "the prince of sciences".

Unofficial Theme Song: "Mirror, Mirror" by Blind Guardian

Conjurers are located in a giant pyramid atop a mountain covered in ancient-Egyptian-style gardens, and they have a living sphinx who patrols the base. Conjurers wear yellow robes with bronze trim and sacred ibis quills worn in the hair, and have yellow cloaks with bronze trim held in place with a scroll-shaped brooch, made of yellow topaz with gold fittings. The basic conjuring implement is the quill, plus papyrus and red and black ink. The conjurers' mountain isn't a mountain - it's a colossal terraced garden topped by a giant pyramid. The mountain is magically locked in perpetual heat. Conjurers teach and write their books in Ancient Egyptian, they write their documents on papyrus scrolls, and their heart book is the Scrolls of the Sun, which speed up the motions of the sun in the location where they are read. The crown they use is like the one in the Mask of Tutankhamen, and the coronation implement is an ivory rod carved in the shape of a snake.

Personality: The most social of all of them, particularly with regards to romance - if you're dating someone outside of your school, it's almost always a conjurer.

Unofficial Theme Song: "Caravanserai" by Loreena McKennitt

Cunning folk are located in a series of blackhouses atop a mountain covered in forests of rowan trees and sheep-filled moors, and they have a population of spriggans who like pranking students. Cunning folk wear fawn robes with blue-grey trim and fawn-coloured wizard hats, and have fawn cloaks with blue-grey trim held in place with a cat-shaped brooch, made of tiger’s eye with bronze fittings. The basic cunning implement is a crystal ball, used in conjunction with tallow candles and a cauldron. The cunning folk’s mountain has wells that turn anything thrown into it to stone. The mountain is magically locked in perpetual moderate weather. Cunning folk teach and write their books in Old Norse, they do not write their books but instead transmit their teachings orally (with the exception of their heart book), and their heart book is The Long-Lost Friend, which turns into a ferret, hare or other hard-to-catch animal if a person without magic picks it up. The crown is a wool cap adorned with wolfsbane flowers and numerous ribbons with incantations written on them, and the coronation implement is walking stick of yew carved with pentangles, witch marks and other such symbols.

Personality: Raw unfiltered blue-collar attitude, with all the implied positives and negatives.

Unofficial Theme Song: "Souling Song" by the Watersons

Illusionists are located in a Baroque Revival mansion atop a mountain covered in 19th century urban structures, and they have apparitions of various white animals (rabbits, doves, stags, etc.) that talk to people before vanishing. Illusionists wear dark purple robes with black trim and wrist-length white gloves, and have dark purple cloaks with black trim held in place with a rabbit-shaped brooch, made of amethyst with gold fittings. The basic illusionist implement is a black-and-white baton, used in conjunction with a top hat and a deck of cards. The illusionists’ mountain has mirrors in which the person’s reflection will only show in a different mirror, and hence can be used for long-distance communication if mirrors can be paired up. The mountain is magically locked in perpetual dawn. Illusionists teach and write their books in French, they write their documents on decks of cards, and their heart book is Seven Wings and Seven Eyes, which makes things appear, disappear and reappear around the reader. The crown is a top hat adorned with lace and purple ribbon and made of fine velvet, and the coronation implement is a knotted scarf printed with numerous brilliant colours and designs.

Personality: Very witty, very athletic, very well-read and impossibly arrogant, but if you earn their respect they'll give it to you.

Unofficial Theme Song: "Magic Man" by Heart

Mystics are located in a wooden monastery atop a mountain covered in frozen waterfalls and snowy trees, and they have a yeti who hides in the forest. Mystics wear turquoise robes with light green trim and uncut matted hair, and have turquoise cloaks with light green trim held in place with a bent-spoon-shaped brooch, made of turquoise with silver fittings. The basic mystical implement is a telekinetically bent spoon. The mystics' yeti is very reclusive and hard to find, except at the start of each year, when he pays new students on the head, the end of it, when he waves goodbye to graduating students, and when someone's lost on the mountain, in which case he carries them up to the monastery. The mountain is magically locked in perpetual winter. Mystics teach and write their books in Sanskrit, they write their documents on birch bark codices, and their heart book is The Uncreated Light, whose text reads slightly differently for everyone who reads it. The crown is their hair being cropped (the first haircut in years), and the coronation implement is a traveller's staff.

Personality: Reserved. They, like their mountain, are a little cold and unlikely to get involved with others, but they're polite and friendly nonetheless. They're don't consider themselves above the world, just separate from it.

Unofficial Theme Song: "The Mystic's Dream" by Loreena McKennitt

Necromancers are located in catacombs amidst a mountain covered in mausoleums, gravestones etc. and willow and yew trees, and they have a pack of hellhounds who act as class pets. Necromancers wear light grey robes with white trim and grey lace veils, and have light grey cloaks with white trim held in place with a skull-shaped brooch, made of moonstone with silver fittings. The basic necromantic implement is a candle, used in conjunction with a mirror and bowl of water. If you sit next to any of the graves on the necromancers' mountain long enough, you start to hear wails from beneath the earth and blue lights on the mountainside. The mountain is magically locked in perpetual grey cloud. Necromancers teach and write their books in Greek, they write their documents on slates and stone tablets, and their heart book is The Apocryphon of the Grave, which reads like depressing mumbo-jumbo - unless the reader has seen someone die, in which case it reads as quietly comforting wisdom. The crown is a floor-length veil with extensive and ornate embroidery, and the coronation implement is a femur bone with spells carved on it.

Personality: Most of them won't talk to you because they're shy; the remainder don't talk to you because they think you're beneath them. Either way, they get pretty talkative with ghosts.

Unofficial Theme Song: "The Unquiet Grave" by Karliene Reynolds

Observers are located in a giant observatory atop a mountain covered in dark pine woods, and they have a mothman who swoops around the trees. Observers wear light blue robes with silver trim and silver goggles with blue glass lenses, and have light blue cloaks with silver trim held in place with a flying-saucer-shaped brooch, made of aquamarine with silver fittings. The basic observational implement is a telescope, used in conjunction with a telescope and notepad. Every new year's eve, a hail of meteorites in every colour falls over the observers' mountain. The mountain is magically locked in perpetual night (for stargazing). Observers teach and write their books in English, they write their documents in paper notebooks with exposed binding, and their heart book is the Astral Journals, which make readers feel like they are floating off the floor. The crown is a helmet decorated with wiring, cogs and so on, and the coronation implement is a telescoping aerial.

Personality: Pallid sickly nerds who get extremely energetic and enthusiastic if you ask them about their latest project.

Unofficial Theme Song: "Calling Occupants of Interplanetary Craft" by the Carpenters

Occultists are located in a bastion of slime-dripping cyclopean masonry atop a mountain covered in blasted heaths and bogs of toads and fireflies, and they have a shoggoth deep in a cave to whom the rubbish is fed. Occultists wear medium green robes with dark blue trim and silver rings with the bezel decorated with interlocking rings, and have medium green cloaks with dark blue trim held in place with a tentacle-shaped brooch, made of peridot with silver fittings. The basic occultic implement is a black soapstone pyramid statuette carved with symbols, used in conjunction with an iron key bearing the same symbols and a spellbook. The occultists’ mountain has monoliths with writing that no-one has ever been able to translate or even transcribe. The mountain is magically locked in perpetual dusk. Occultists teach and write their books in Proto-Oceanic, they write their documents on various mediums disguised to look like mundane books, and their heart book is the Secret Book of Hassan, which causes nightmares and hallucinations for weeks after in whoever reads it. The crown is a diadem made of gold decorated with images of sea monsters, and the coronation implement is a staff of dark wood with silver tentacles curling around it and a round silver head with multiple eyes and tentacles coming from it.

Personality: Difficult to get to like due to their love of morbid and gruesome things and very dark sense of humour, but very likeable once acquainted with.

Unofficial Theme Song: "Awake Ye Scary Great Old Ones" by the Dagon Tabernacle Choir

Shamans are located in a treetop village atop a mountain covered in jungle, and they get up to and down from the villages by means of griffins. Shamans wear dark green robes with bronze trim and light green face paint in variable patterns, and have dark green cloaks with bronze trim held in place with a vine-shaped brooch, made of emerald with bronze fittings. The basic shamanic implement is a staff, decorated with eagle feathers and bones. Students are strictly forbidden from walking on the jungle floor without a teacher accompanying them, due to the presence of a chupacabra population. The mountain is magically locked in perpetual heat and rain. Shamans teach and write their books in Classical Mayan, they write their documents in palm-leaf manuscripts, and their heart book is the Hymn to the World Tree, which cannot be written down - it must be spoken or sung. The crown is a headdress centred on an eagle skull adorned with eagle, raven, hoopoe and parrot feathers, and the coronation implement is a staff decorated with vines of ayahuasca, peyote and other psychoactive plants.

Personality: If you have a high tolerance for bugs and fungi and catch them when they're not high on ayahuasca or peyote or something like that, they're great people.

Unofficial Theme Song: "Kvitravn" by Wardruna

Sorcerers are located in a huge black tower atop a mountain covered in ash and dead trees, and they have a dragon in a cave on the mountainside. Sorcerers wear black robes with dark red trim and hoods, and have black cloaks with dark red trim held in place with a dragon-shaped brooch, made of ruby with bronze fittings. The basic sorcerous implement is a sacrificial knife, used in conjunction with blood and a grimoire. Every so often on the sorcerers' mountain, the earth shakes, smoke and sulphur issue forth, growls are heard, the side of the mountain opens - and the newly-hatched baby dragon flies away. The mountain is magically locked in a perpetual thunderstorm. Sorcerers teach and write their books in Latin, they write their documents in paper codices, and their heart book is The Pit Opened, which will place a curse on whoever reads it unless the book is given blood. The crown is an iron circlet decorated with garnets, and the coronation implement is black sword with a guard carved from garnet in the shape of a dragon.

Personality: Most of them are some flavour of bully, save for the minority who are dedicated bully-fighters.

Unofficial Theme Song: "Hellhounds of the Deep" by Karliene Reynolds

Witches are located in a cute village of cottages atop a mountain covered in oak, beeches and streams, and they have a stable of unicorns. Witches wear medium pink robes with violet trim and crowns of roses and violets (magically kept fresh), and have medium pink cloaks with violet trim held in place with a rose-shaped brooch, made of pink diamond with gold fittings. The basic witchcraft implement is a wand decorated with yew leaves and rose stems. The witches' mountain has circles of mushrooms which, if you step in them, you will instantly fall asleep, and later wake up feeling exceptionally refreshed, plus any minor injuries or illnesses gone. The mountain is magically locked in perpetual spring. Witches teach and write their books in Gaelic, they write their documents on beech-wood tablets, and their heart book is The Book of Spring, which makes roses grow wherever it is placed, even sterile environments. The crown is a flower crown incorporating hawthorn blossoms, foxglove, primrose and vervain as well as roses and violets, and the coronation implement is a golden sickle with a rose wrapped around a blade.

Personality: Hippies, both of the sweet nature-lover kind and the holier-than-thou environmentalist kind.

Unofficial Theme Song: "The Mummer's Dance" by Loreena McKennitt

Wizards are located in a Romanesque abbey complex atop a mountain covered in herb gardens, and they have apparitions of seraphim. Wizards wear white robes with gold trim and cloth-of-gold stoles, and have white cloaks with gold trim held in place with a dove-shaped brooch, made of pearl with gold fittings. The basic wizarding implement is a censer burning incense, used in conjunction with a holy book. The wizards' mountain has a massive library of non-magical books carved inside it, accessed only by various secret passages inside the abbey and its outbuildings. The mountain is magically locked in perpetual summer. Wizards teach and write their books in Hebrew, they write their documents in parchment codices, and their heart book is The Apocalypse of Ephraim, which makes the reader see golden wings and hear otherworldly music - initially at the edges of vision and hearing, but gradually getting closer. The crown is an Eastern mitre, and the coronation implement is a gilded shepherd's crook.

Personality: Really nice selfless people who want to help others but with a tendency to be patronising to non-wizards, especially those without magic.

Unofficial Theme Song: "Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence" by the Choir of Somerville College

Views of Each Other

Alchemists: Look down on most people for being superstitious, but have a protective big brother attitude towards witches (witchcraft is very much a female-dominated field, while alchemy is decidedly male-dominated) and a positive relationship with observers due to their shared scientific approach

Conjurers: Try to be on friendly (if not affectionate) terms with everyone, though they resent necromancers for refusing to talk to them and mystics for insisting on being celibate and dislike sorcerers the way most people do.

Cunning Folk: Good friends with witches and shamans due to a love of nature, but dislike alchemists due to their association with science, absolutely loathe observers due to their obsession with progress and change, and hate illusionists for their snobbery; that rivalry is the most intense in the school.

Illusionists: Tend to be snotty towards everyone, but are pretty much the only people who get on with sorcerers (they agree that arrogance and jerkishness are good qualities) and have a particularly intense hatred of cunning folk as a bunch of rustics playing at magic.

Mystics: Usually too busy meditating to deal with things like social relationships, but like the wizards who agree to leave them alone and will sometimes bond with witches over listening to birds or watching the dawn.

Necromancers: Please just leave us alone. Please. We're quite happy talking to ghosts.

Observers: Spend most of their time either locked away doing magic or gushing about their research and so don't have much by way of friendships, but do compare lab notes with the science-minded alchemists. They mostly find the cunning folk's despising of them confusing; why would anyone not want to get on board with science?

Occultists: Love shamans for being as morbid as themselves, would love necromancers for the same reason if they could persuade necromancers to talk to the living and dislike wizards and sorcerers for being too self-important; they prank both of them a lot.

Shamans: Usually too busy talking with machine elves to talk with others, but love cunning folk for their practical attitude towards nature and occultists for their appreciation for morbidity, and loathe alchemists for being the embodiment of industry.

Sorcerers: For the most part (illusionists being the exception), they hate everyone and everyone hates them, but sorcerers who push back against the bad behaviour of the rest of their school become very popular very quickly.

Witches: Get on well with alchemists (they see themselves as having a brother-sister relationship), sometimes bond with mystics over appreciating nature and have a love-hate relationship with sorcerers. Look down on shamans as the mentally unstable version of themselves and observers for being too technological, and dislike sorcerers the way pretty much everyone does.

Wizards: Aspire to be a hero to everyone and see everyone in the best possible light; whether this means they get viewed as good people or disliked for being patronising largely depends on the individual. They do, however, have a mutual die-hard rivalry with sorcerers.

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