#Rory the spellcaster

[godteri-takk]

Drawings of Rory the Spellcaster :D she and my plushsona kissing >//< yey i love him <3

The lore about the candles is that they burn as long as she's conscious, and they always grow, but slower than they burn out. So at the end of the day they're almost burnt down, and so she has to sleep to let them restock lol. ID in ALT :)

[minos-posts]

something i noticed about my music taste in the past year or so

[dead-lights]

spellcasters are assholes

werewolves know that a good fight ends with an even better bro-hug.

vampires believe that a gentleman's duel ends with a handshake.

spellcasters spin around and slam each other on the ground like ballerinas trying to wipe out the dinosaurs and then loudly cheer for themselves because no one likes them.

jerks.

[squeamishnerd]

The Brights

Chapter 29: Their Fall, Part 1

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Ahriman: There are only three houses in Glimmerbrook, mine and two that look like they've been abandoned for ages.

Rory: Who lived in this house in your original universe?

Ahriman: Just a… woohoo partner.

Lou: That's rough, buddy.

Rory: So, old houses covered in cracks and cobwebs, overgrown lawns, the whole place is off the electrical grid, and no reception.

Rory: How come you get our texts though?

Ahriman: As a spellcaster, I'm connected to a pocket dimension, and those exist everywhere at once, so my phone probably gets reception from everywhere. I also get my magical powers from my old universe via my pocket dimension.

Lou: Hmm…

Lou: Hmmmmmm……

Rory: Sorry that I changed the subject. Maybe you wanted to talk about your woohoo partner?

Ahriman: I'd prefer not to.

Lou: Hey, Ahriman.

Lou: Why's the tall grass only here? Why isn't the whole place covered in tall grass?

Ahriman: The short "grass" is mostly moss and wood sorrel. The tall grass doesn't spread very well, it stays in one place, and its length would usually be kept in check with magic.

Rory: Wow, this portal is huge.

Ahriman: It's for accessibility.

Rory: Have you figured out why there's a portal here when there aren't any spellcasters in this universe?

Ahriman: I think I have…

Ahriman: ... and I don't want to think too much about it,...

Ahriman: ... but I paid them a tribute a while back.

Rory: Should you really live here if it reminds you so much of your past?

Ahriman: Please, if there's something that reminds me of my past, it's you two. You look exactly the same as in my original universe.

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[agaypanic]

Hi, I was wanting to request a Benny (MBAV) story: The reader is a werewolf and after being saved by the group, she is meant to hate vampires but imprints on Benny. She ends up living with him and his grandma.

The Werewolf, The Spellcaster, and His Bloodsucking Friends (Benny Weir X Werewolf!Reader)

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Summary: You were always taught to hate vampires. They were evil, bloodsucking monsters. So what do you do when some of them save you from a bear trap, and then you imprint on one of their friends?

A/N: reader’s an orphan lol i know reader being a teenager and living on her own and stuff is a lil bit of a plot hole but whatevs. Ends on a lil cliffhanger bc i didn’t know how to end it teehee

***

You hoped that moving to Whitechapel would give you the fresh start you wanted. Back in your old town, you accidentally started to raise suspicion of some weird creature lurking in the woods. It wasn’t your fault that once a month, you had to run around howling at the moon and eat an occasional animal.

But that’s why you came to Whitechapel. You had heard that the town was filled with supernatural incidents and people. Being a werewolf, this sounded perfect for you. What was less perfect, however, was that there were more vampires than werewolves in Whitechapel.

Pretty quickly, on your first day of school, you had sniffed out a group of them—two girls and a boy. You decided it was best to keep your distance, especially if you didn’t want to leave town anytime soon.

But one night, on a full moon, that distance was closed tremendously.

You had been roaming the woods on the edge of town, looking for a snack and waiting for the sun to rise. Following the scent of a deer, you stepped into a covered bear trap.

At Ethan Morgan’s house, he and his friends could hear a loud and clear yowl of pain. Wondering what had happened, Rory quickly volunteered to look for the sound’s source. Because of his superspeed, it wasn’t long before he returned, looking both concerned and slightly nauseated. 

“Well?” Ethan asked expectantly. “What was it?”

“Werewolf,” Rory answered, earning a grimace from Sarah and Erica. “Its leg is caught in some kind of trap.”

“And you didn’t help?” Benny asked urgently, already reaching for his things to leave. “Come on, let’s go!”

“No way. It’s probably dangerous.” Erica said, crossing her arms. 

“So are you.” Benny rebutted.

“Damn right, I am,” Erica responded, flashing the spellcaster some fangs and yellow eyes.

After a bit more back-and-forth and some reluctance from the three vampires, everyone finally agreed to go into the forest to help you. With the help of superspeed, they appeared in a flash, wincing as they got a good look at you.

“The leg looks pretty bad,” Benny said, looking at your hind leg, which was caught in the bear trap. “And I don’t know how we can help it when it’s freaking out like that.”

It was true; you were clearly distraught. It was bad enough that one of your legs was cut up, making you writhe around in pain and keeping you stuck to the ground. But then the scent of those three vampires invaded your senses, and you became even more overwhelmed. You kept going between growling at the undead teenagers and whimpering in pain.

“Benny, can’t you find a spell to calm it down? Or knock it out?” Ethan asked frantically, trying to figure out a plan to help you.

You watched one of the non-vampire boys reach into his bag and pull out a thick book. He flipped through it before muttering something with his hand pointed towards you. Sparks left his fingertips, and you started to feel dizzy. 

As you faded out of consciousness, the last thing you saw was the group of teenagers cautiously inching towards you.

***

You woke up the next morning dazed and confused. Sunlight crept in through the window, slightly blinding you. Squinting, you looked around the room only to realize that this wasn’t your room. You started to panic.

“Easy, dear.” A voice made you jump, whipping your head around to look at the door. The source of the unfamiliar voice was an old woman holding a cup of tea. “You tore your leg up pretty good. This’ll help.”

You glanced down at your leg, which was filled with a dull ache. It was bandaged up, and you wondered how bad it looked underneath the wrappings and gauze.

Hesitantly, you took the cup of tea that was handed to you. You figured that in your current state, you might as well trust this stranger. After all, she was probably the one who bandaged your wounded leg.

“My name is Evelyn Weir.” She said, sitting on the edge of the bed you were lying on. “My grandson and his friends found you last night. They brought you here after getting you out of that bear trap.”

“Why?” You asked, voice a bit hoarse. But the tea certainly helped.

“Why what?”

“Why did they help me?” You were beyond confused. “I’m guessing you know that three of them are vampires. And you probably already know what I am. We have a history of not getting along.”

“That may be true,” Evelyn said with a smile. “But just because you were taught to hate each other doesn’t mean you have to. Not all vampires are bad.” She patted your shoulder. “Not all werewolves are bad either.”

After you finished your tea, Evelyn took your cup and stood from the bed. She must have enchanted your drink with something because you were already feeling better than you did five minutes ago. She helped you stand up before leading you out of the room, which you learned was her grandson’s bedroom, and down the stairs.

In the living room, the five teens were sitting around, seemingly waiting for you. They all turned to look at you at the sound of your and Evelyn’s footsteps, making you feel nervous and self-conscious.

“Hey, you’re awake!” One of the brunette boys shot up from his seat, looking at you with relief. “Sorry about the Star Wars sheets, I would’ve changed them if I knew a pretty girl would sleeping in my bed.” The boy beside him hit his leg, while the rest of his friends either snickered or rolled their eyes. “Oh, you probably don’t know who we are.”

The boy introduced the rest of his friends to you, but your thoughts drowned out his voice. It felt like there was some sort of gravitational pull, urging you to go to him. As if this perfect stranger was now the center of your life. 

No. It can’t be.

“What’s your name, dear?” Evelyn asked, touching your shoulder as if she could see that you were preoccupied. 

“Y/n.” You replied, eyes still fixated on the boy who had been talking. 

Who you think you just imprinted on.

And was best friends with a bunch of vampires.

“Nice to meet you, Y/n.” He said before anyone else had the chance to. “I’m Benny.”

***

Benny Weir Taglist: @batmandallyboy

[ethicaltreatmentofcowplants]

Asylum Outtakes: Ageless Ancient and Historical Scourge of Spellcasters? Yes.

Simply cannot figure out that when one fucks around with Rory, one also indeed finds out - every single time? Also yes.

So these two were enjoying a rare ceasefire over chess when he spontaneously started insulting her. Naturally they sojourned outside and she once again kicked his pasty white arse.

Then poor ole Raj was coming home from work, and Vlad (who gets a refresh every night from 1 to 4 am, thanks to drinking forbidden fruit blood, and therefore does not need to sup, at all) decided that he wanted a snack.

Guess who was nearby? Guess who decided "not today, Satan," sped over and autonomously queued a supernatural smackdown?

Which got canceled, I think because it was a popular first season on Netflix Vlad was midfeast? So then Rory sat on the bench and looked at him dead-eyed the whole time, like "you know how this is going down, right? You know what's going to happen next? I'll make you an ex-vampire, that's what's happening next."

Of course, water is wet and Rory won the fight.

Right as the possession hour hit, so then he ran around for the next three hours looking as below.

Alas, there's no option for Rory to carry Raj home, but I'm sure he was unbothered for the rest of the night.

(The symbols are because usually before midnight, I start up the 'self care' club - which just tells them to sleep, clean and repair objects. Essentially 'go piss, girl' options. It does not tell them to throw down with vampires who have a shaky idea of consent when it comes to blood drinking and this was all Rory xD)

[nikatyler]

Old Sims Dump 18 - Spellcaster Edition

For the past few months now, I’ve been giving makeovers to my old sims that I have saved in my library and I want to share them with you! Many more will follow. Theoretically. If I find the strength. Seriously, it’s over a hundred sims that I could share.

Most of these are actually related and were intended for a thing I did back in quarantine btw.

TOU: Feel free to play with them as they are, give them a makeover or even use them as base sims as long as you mention me ♥ And please please please, tag me, I would love to see what you do!

Download, full outfits and CC credits under the cut. CC included with the tray files.

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Charlie Raven | sfs

Nate Raven | sfs

Rory Raven | sfs

Troy Raven | sfs

Bella Raven | sfs

Gene Raven | sfs

Berta Clearwater | sfs

Vanya Pottinger | sfs

[maacottism]

hi hello hi!!

sorry i change so much i have to edit this every few weeks 😭

My name's Soren or Max. I'm a young artist who draws for fun. I should've said this earlier but my art tags are #sorens doodles and sometimes #sorens art

i prefer making lists so here's a few

agender (pronoun indifferent)

lesbian

i WILL spam repost mostly about my interests

I use tone tags

I have symptoms of ADHD, autism and DPDR

questioning ocd and osdd for a while

i love drawing fandom stuff

kind of not really a furry (SFW!!)

I'm extremely forgetful so if i forget about something important I'm so sorry

just gonna cut it off because it's really long but below are my fandoms, favorite music and dni list

Fandoms/interests (TWs are in red)

Captain Underpants

Dogman

II and BFDIA

Gravity Falls (kind of)

Smiling Friends (not as much as of recent)

2001: A Space Odyssey (kind of)

fictional evil AI in general

Elfen Lied (AVOID THIS ONE IF YOU'RE SENSITIVE TO GORE AND CRUELTY IT'S LIKE 95% OF THE SHOW) (I swear I only like this one because of the art and music + I relate to Lucy)

Needy Streamer Overload (!!TW!! dr*g abuse, SH, mental illness)

Serial Experiments Lain (!!TW!! depersonalization/derealization, "game-ending" iykyk)

DDLC (!!TW!! naming anything would be spoilers but it covers mental illness, has a triggering scene and disturbing visuals)

Neon Genesis Evangelion (Do i need to explain this one)

psychology

NES music

color theory

bugs :D

cartoons and animation

Favorite Music (not in any particular order)

Machine Girl

TV Girl

S3RL

4lung

kikuohana

pierce the veil

set it off

flyleaf

my chemical romance

cocteau twins

diva destruction

jack off jill

femtanyl

spellcasting

breakcore/hardcore dnb/jungle in general

pixies

dark vocaloid music

jmetal and japanese jazz (I blame NGE /j)

goreshit

rory in early 20's

YOU LOVE HER

toby fox (undertale and deltarune ost)

Banshee

fnaf fan songs

trashy 2000's pop

i have lots of favorites but i can't remember all of them rn, plus the list was already getting long

ok now the dni list because I'm pretty open minded but some people i just do not want interacting with me for obvious reasons

exclusionists/terfs/radqueers

fakeclaimers

alt right/neo-n*zis

debate bros

anti-objectum/posic

N/S/F/W accounts (i don't mind mildly suggestive stuff tho)

anti-fur, anti-otherkin

cringe collection accounts

syscourse (i genuinely don't wanna deal with this rn)

lgbtq+/race/disability fetishizers

gatekeepers (specifically fandom and alt subcultures)

profic/darkshippers (don't endorse gross stuff please and thank you!)

l0licons (BARF)

MAPS

anti-self dx (capitalism aesthetic /s)

sh/pro ED accounts

just don't be gross or a dickhead to people for existing peacefully okay??

that's all i have for now. byee!!

[fluorescent-if]

Would the RO's play DnD? If so, which classes, races, type of characters would they make? Who would want to be DM? And would they be good at it?

Let's assume the scenario is the RO's and MC had become a friend group again, and decided to play the game.

As for me, and probably my MC (I'm not entirely sure if this would stay that way, as it could change depending on how MC is written), I would create a paladin. Maybe an elf or a half elf (not sure if that's reasonable meta wise, but eh). I would probably begin serious, but would quickly end up falling into ridiculous debauchery (while also trying to keep my paladin within the limits of his oath, lol).

while I think in my heart that R and Cam probably wouldn't want to play the game, especially at first, they're getting dragged into this ask because I think it's fun.

Cameron would probably play as a barbarian dragonborn for their first character. Because they 5hink that the rage mechanic is cool and so are dragonborns. As for how they would play, they aren't the best actor, so for the most part they would be playing a character very similar to themselves, but they would do their best to play along and would eventually learn to enjoy it. (Later on they would learn about artificers & clerics and have an absolute ball)

Ollie is fully on the magic user train. They would probably take on the spellcasting classes especially in earlier campaigns/one shots where the others are still getting the hang of things. The kind of characters they would play vary a lot, since DnD gives them a chance to act and have fun outside of how they normally present themselves. (In the first campaign with the whole group though they're playing a dwarven warlock)

Rose/Rory would probably start off as that person at the table who doesn't care and is just stacking dice the whole time, but then they would get really into it and start actually playing for real, and dressing up for their character. As for what they would play, they would play as a elf cleric, then immediately switch to a martial class.

Terra would probably want to play as a half-elf ranger, but would really enjoy being the DM and getting to build a story for everybody to play. She's always been into performing and storytelling, and DnD is right up her alley. She would always make wings and snacks before every session, and would lure everybody else in to play with promises of food, before drawing them in and getting everybody actually invested in the plot.

[magicofsimplestories]

3. The Community

It was a bit after 11 when they exited Lou’s shack and followed a tidy path leading further north from the lake. 

“Let’s start from the Elders,” Lou commented. “Kristopher appreciates it if he is introduced to the newcomers as soon as possible.”

Cassandra nodded.

“Is he the leader of your pack?” She asked. 

“No, he is the leader of Moonwood community,” said Lou. “There are two packs in Moonwood: “The Moonwood Collective” that unites scholars and gardeners, and “The Wildfangs” that attracts hunters and woodworkers,” he explained. “Kristopher belongs to and leads “The Moonwood Collective”, but as his family - the Volkovs - is the founder of Moonwood, he is considered the leader of our whole werewolf community. 

“Wait,” Cassie frowned. “The Volkovs, you said? Is Jacob…?”

“Yes, Jacob is a werewolf too,” nodded Lou. “That’s exactly why I told you to be careful around him.”

“Great,” snapped Cassandra darkly. “Yet another evidence of him being a liar.”

She went silent and in the sad glimmer of her hazel eyes Lou noticed pain. He regretted bringing up Jacob’s name but admitted that it was inevitable. He was about to turn their conversation away from the unpleasant topic, but Cassie was first to speak. 

“Why did Jacob go to an ordinary school?” She asked. “I mean, you had to attend a special one.”

“The Volkovs are the rare wolves who are Moon Immune.This means they are in control of their rage, of their internal wolf, regardless the moon cycle. The immunity was granted to them many centuries ago by the ancestors of Kristopher’s wife Tara.”

“What does it mean - were granted?”

“Well, I don’t know exactly what it means,” sighed Lou. “It happened a long time ago, and as you can guess the Volkovs are not eager to trade this family secret. But I guess it means that in the past the spellcasters were powerful enough to produce a particular spell.”

“So Tara is a spellcaster.”

Lou nodded. 

“And Jacob is a child of a mixed union.”

Lou nodded again. 

“Is he a hybrid then?”

“No. Hybrids are not possible. The spellcasters proved that a child of a mixed union would inherit only one occult gene.”

“Are there human-werewolf unions?”

“Yes. I am an example of one. My father was a werewolf and my mother was human. My friend and pack leader Rory is also a child of a mixed human-wolf union. Her father is Kristopher and her mother was human. Both our mothers died giving birth. It happens quite often unfortunately. Human body is too fragile for an occult baby.”

He went silent.

“I’m sorry to hear it, Lou,” said Cassandra watching sadness in his warm eyes. 

He smiled feebly. They walked in silence for a bit and soon arrived to a tidy lawn with a tall thick tree in the middle of it. 

“Here we are,” said Lou. “The meet-up point of the “Moonwood Collective” pack. 

“So?” Asked Cassie giving the empty lawn a long look. 

“So we wait,” responded Lou. “Kristopher will be here soon.”

“How do you know?” Snapped Cassie raising her eyebrows in doubt.

Lou laughed. 

“Magic,” he said simply still smiling. “Look, here he comes.”

Kristopher was a tall muscular man with a thick beard, long frosted hair and kind smart eyes. He shook Cassandra’s hand in a welcoming gesture, listened to her short introduction and admitted that a language teacher for local kids was urgently needed. 

“Wolf has been asking for someone to help him out at the library for ages,” added Kristopher. 

“Wolfgang Wilder is our librarian and the only teacher we have here,” commented Lou. 

“Well, luckily from now on he’s not the only one,” smiled Kristopher. “I hope you stay along for a while, Cassandra.” 

They stopped at the Moonwood library (located in fascinatingly grungy ruins of a woodworking factory) to meet Wolf, and after agreeing with him on the time slot for Cassie’s classes they followed the village path further and arrived at the old trailer - the gathering spot of “The Wildfangs”.  A tall sportive young woman with short blue hair was standing in front of a bonfire. 

“Hey, Rory,” called Lou and the woman turned around peering into Cassandra with her narrow blue eyes. 

“Lou?” Rory’s voice was low and commanding, and with every next second the bellicose glimmer of her eyes was only getting stronger. “What the hack?! What’s a human doing here?”

Cassandra tensed up. It’s not that she herself was a friendly welcoming person but she hated when people showed her clear enmity. 

“Relax, Roars,” responded Lou. “Cassandra is a friend.”

“She can’t be your friend!” Retorted Rory loudly. “You are a wolf. She’s human.”

“Ouch, that sounds racist,” inserted Cassandra and immediately received Rory’s furious look. 

“Nobody asked for your opinion, human!” She spitted. 

“Rory,” said Lou firmly but surprisingly calmly. “We’ve talked about it many times. I have an opposite opinion on befriending humans. And moreover, Kristopher admitted Cassie into the community.” 

Rory snorted in displeasure and gave Cassandra another aggressively evaluative look. 

“Whatever,” she grumbled and walked away locking herself up in the trailer. 

“Hell of a fantastic introduction,” muttered Cassandra.

“Don’t take it personally,” smiled Lou. “She will come to terms with it apparently.”

“It’s not that I really care,” grunted Cassie in response making Lou’s smile wider.

The evening was slowly winning over Moonwood, and the local bar has opened its door. Figuratively, of course, ‘cause what was called “a bar” was actually an old bar stand installed into a rusty broken bus outside of a ruin of another factory. They sat down at the bar stand and Lou ordered drinks. The area was slowly getting crowded, and to Cassandra’s surprise the customers were not only werewolves. Noticing Cassie’s fists tense at the sight of a pale man sipping his bloodily red Bloody Mary, Lou bent closer to her and said in a lower voice:

“Don’t worry. The vamps here know to behave.“

Cassandra looked at him.

“I’m not scared,” she said seriously. “I’m with you.”

After a couple of drinks Cassandra’s cheeks went dangerously rosy, and her brown eyes got a mischievous glimmer. She grabbed Lou by his hand and led him to dance at the bonfire. Afterwards, barely catching her breath she lied down on the ground announcing that she wanted to stargaze. Lou laughed and joined her, and to Cassie’s utter surprise he kept talking about stars and constellations for over 30 minutes. 

“Astronomy has always been my passion,” Lou confessed catching her surprised look on him. “Kristopher has tons of astronomy books, and I’ve been sneaking them out of his library my whole childhood.”

“Did you grow up with the Volkovs?”

“Yeah, they took me in when my mother died.”

“And what happened to your father?”

“He didn’t survive an Alfa challenge. It happened before I was born.”

“What is an Alfa challenge?”

“If a wolf wants to become an Alfa he can call the acting Alfa for a fight. The one who wins takes the place.”

“Whom did your father challenge?”

“Kristopher.”

“That’s why Kristopher took you in when your mother died.”

“One of the reasons, yes.”

“But Rory didn’t dare to challenge her father and formed her own pack, am I right?”

Lou smiled. 

“You are a charmingly smart young woman, Cassandra.”

She laughed looking back at the dark starry night sky, and he kept thanking all the gods he knew for bringing her back to his life.

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[anna-sunberry]

Generation 10 - Luna Fitzpatrick

Sweet and kind Luna, when she grew up and learned that her sister was trying to discover the mystery of Spellcasters and Vampires war, and that all roads led to Moonwood Mill she decided to help her.

Quitting the high school she moved to Moonwod, to discover what are they hiding in these tunnels.

She met Rory, who told her about werewolves powers. She met Christopher who told her about The Moonwood Collective. She met Greg who beat her even without a talk.

She knew that if she wants to learn more secrets she should join the pack, she should help her sister and decided to become a werewolf.

Nobody wanted to bless her with a bite so she knew what to do, she went straight to Greg, who doesn't ask questions.

From the beginning it was very difficult for Luna to deal with her werewolf form. But she learn how to calm herself, joined the Wildfangs, and started exploring the tunnels.

While exploring she met another young werewolf, he was a son of Moonwood Collective alpha - Jacob. She knew he was her fated mate.

After the marriage she told him about Willow's plan to defeat vampires and he agreed to help them, but first he should became an Alfa of Moonwood Collected and that means to win the fight with his father.

Luna and Jacob have a child - Fox Volkov. The young werewolf who doesn't even know about his spellcaster auntie and what is going on with vampires, yet.

[godteri-takk]

Plushie photography batch! Jim enjoyed the fresh autumn air and Rory thrives at nighttime 🌠

[the-bi-library]

Today's bi book of the day is This Spells Disaster by Tori Anne Martin!

Fake dating gets a magical twist in this enchanting bi4bi sapphic rom-com where a witch worries that the real feelings brewing between her and her crush were sparked by an accidental love potion and the only way out of the disastrous spell is a healthy dose of the truth—drink up, witches.

Potion maker and self-proclaimed "messy witch" Morgan Greenwood is sure she was hexed at birth. Not only did she drunkenly offer to fake date the woman of her dreams during the biennial New England Witches' festival, but Rory Sandler, spellcasting champion and brilliant elemental witch--for reasons known only to the Goddess--accepted. It's like every good luck spell Morgan ever cast came through at once, and it doesn't take a crystal ball to predict this charade will end with a broken heart. Or is the magic between them real? As Morgan and Rory prepare to fool everyone at the festival, their relationship starts to feel a whole lot less fake--right until Morgan realizes she might have screwed up the common relaxation potion she made for Rory and given her a love potion instead, breaking one of the most sacred Witch Council Laws. To fulfill her promise to Rory, Morgan must somehow keep playing pretend while under the watchful eyes of Rory's family and legion of fans. But to break the love potion, she'll also have to prove how incompatible she and Rory really are. For a screwup like her, ruining their relationship should be easy--except every day, Morgan is becoming more bewitched by Rory herself.

GR link

[dead-lights]

beware of greg!

continuing this save

I finally got rid of the noble vampires (after friggin bloodvein ate morgyn's witch bestie) only for this guy to show up to raid the fridge. like i just looked up and he was there.

take into account - i have both simple living and off the grid enabled on this lot, so it's actually been really hard to manage food for the humans. morgyn and their witch bestie lorena are constantly starving and they're all so broke that they can't always afford to buy food at school. they really couldn't spare that bowl of stew.

the lot is also haunted, hence guidry, spooky, gets hit by earthquakes, volcanoes, has gremlins, and wild foxes. i wanted them to suffer ok and they absolutely are

yeah you walk away

lilith was not particularly impressed by those garbage werewolf books caleb keeps fishing out of the lake (yes, my attempt at light pacific northwest grunge for her lmao, i wanted to use this set for the household bc it felt right for moonwood mill)

i just like her in gay haircuts ok.

caleb gets a space shirt bc he always hogs the telescope when he visits my sims' lots. morgyn's witch friend lorena always wears black, and her daughter audrey always wears pink. also audrey is a mermaid. morgyn's outfit is supposed to resemble their canon turtleneck/red coat.

caleb and morgyn did homework together in matching shirts despite the fact that i don't remember assigning that outfit to morgyn...

caleb seems unimpressed by the view (they're currently mad at each other because they both expected to be asked to summer prom, with the result that neither of them asked and they both stayed home). Keep in mind, they already went to spring prom together.

oddly enough, morgyn is listed as having a crush on caleb but not the reverse, but caleb is the only one who gets all the whims and moodlets related to that. ahhh, EA glitchiness

morgyn and caleb are kinda unique in that, across save files, if i have them in the same household they will invariably get romantically involved, whether i intervene or not. i did not intervene in this case. when i first started playing RoM and vampires (i got them at the same time) i had two siblings from the same household trying to romance them (bc i wanted one sibling to become a spellcaster and the other to become a vampire). if they were invited over at the same time they'd ignore my sims and hang out with each other to the extent that i was having trouble romancing them, at which point i started a new save and embraced the cagyn life.

incidentally, the closest parallel i have to that is the sim (valeria) who failed to romance morgyn. For whatever reason, if I let her interact with Rory, sparks fly. If I make her a werewolf, i very quickly get a fated mate notification just from talking. i accidentally made peace between the two werewolf factions once because Valeria was a member of the moonwood collective, she had a (non-romantic) conversation with rory, they discovered they were fated mates, and they started dating.

caleb tried to paint left-handed while holding encyclopedia vampirica for whatever reason - he has zero points in painting, so maybe he just doesn't know better :P

caleb had an emotional breakdown about morgyn (despite not being the one with a crush supposedly????) and ended up missing class because he was too busy sobbing in the bathroom, despite his ability to rapidly fly upstairs to get there on time. he doesn't even have the sadboi vampire weakness yet... oh honey, the worst is still to come.

i don't think guidry, the ghost of geoffrey landgraab, and lilith are exactly helping morgyn and lorena learn new potions, but Morgyn's outgoing trait means their social bar drops SO FAST like oh my god so i'm sure they appreciate the company.

as has been the case with most of my saves, Caleb is actually really good with children. which is good, because lorena is constantly starving/exhausted/bored and needs a lot of help taking care of the baby. currently caleb & lilith are handling most of the childcare because lorena can't friggin sleep bc of the haunted house nonsense.

additionally: we've had a few visits from Temperence at this point. So far, the best strategy I've had is for Caleb to mesmerize her, and keep her under until she's ready to leave so she can't harass people.

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The Brights

Chapter 21: Loneliness, Part 1

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Kristopher: It surprises me that you come by for tea so often when you don't really seem to like us.

Ahriman: Tea is just my favourite drink.

Rory: It's okay to say that you feel lonely.

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Ahriman: But that's not why.

Rory: You don't have to lie.

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Kristopher: Rory, please don't make him feel uncomfortable.

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Ahriman: You should listen to your father.

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Lou: What is your problem with werewolves anyway?

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Ahriman: Um… You're kinda filthy… You dig holes in the dirt with your bare hands, you see the whole forest as your toilet, and you eat meat, just to name a few things.

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Kristopher: Not all werewolves are like that.

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Lou: Spellcasters don't eat meat?

Ahriman: We can communicate with all sentient beings. Well, I can't do that in this universe apparently, but anyway, would you eat someone you could talk to?

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Lou: Oh. Good point.

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Rory: Could you tell us a little about the differences between technology in your universe and ours?

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Ahriman: What do you mean "your universe and ours"!? I'm stuck here. This universe is my home now.

Rory: Sorry, I didn't mean it like that.

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Ahriman: But to answer your question, some technology exists in my original universe, but it's far from as advanced as the technology I've seen here. Either way, spellcasters don't use it. No occults use it.

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Ahriman: Wait, now that I think of it, Keisha, Morgyn, and Bella, to name a few, must've had something like those phones you showed me. They weren't born as spellcasters and have non-spellcaster relatives.

Rory: That reminds me, we should get you a phone.

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Ahriman: Why would I need a phone?

Rory: You always come unannounced, it would be nice if you could inform us beforehand.

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Ahriman: People aren't supposed to come unannounced in this universe?

Rory: Nope.

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Ahriman: Let's pretend I never did that.

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Kristopher: Alright, sun's coming up, time for us three to go to bed.

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Ahriman: I didn't realise that it might not be a good time for you three to drink tea, I don't need as much sleep.

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Rory: Don't worry, this is caffeine-free tea. All werewolves are allergic to caffeine.

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Ahriman: This universe is boring. Sims don't know about werewolves, and they most certainly don't know about spellcasters. If I'd do anything fun, like pranking someone with a spell, I could get into real trouble. Not that it would be difficult to get out of prison, but still.

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Ahriman: It was probably not the wisest decision to send myself here, but it's nice to not have to deal with Áine and Bella.

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Ahriman: At least the nectar is good here. That's one positive thing.

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Ahriman: Wait…

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Cauldron: *Exists*

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Stove: *Exists*

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Ahriman: Why do I even own a stove?

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OMG CAN I REQUEST Soemthing?! so imagine rory keaner x reader but reader is friends or related to benny in some way and she also practices magic like benny does and she thinks rory being a vampire is so cool but he thinks her being a wizard is so cool and its just 2 dorks silently in love but maybe reader is accidentally a little cold to rory so theres a miscommunication of sorts? sorry if I worded this weird

Rory Keaner With Benny's Spellcaster Sister Headcanons

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A/N: i was planning to do an actual fic but i had no idea how to start it so im doing headcanons instead, hope that’s ok

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Being Benny’s little sister, you’ve known Rory as long as Benny has

You had always been the little sister that had a crush on her brother’s best friend

As you’ve all grown up, you learned how to hide the big crush you had on the blonde boy

You lay in bed, trying to shake all the exhaustion from school off when there was a knock on the door. You groaned before grumbling that the person could come in and rolling over to see who it was.

“Hey, the guys are gonna come over in like an hour.” Your brother Benny said, leaning on the door frame.

“Okay.” You rolled back over, expecting him to leave. Not hearing the door close, you were ready to yell at Benny for not closing it when he left, just to find that he was still in your room. Begrudgingly, you sat up and looked up at him. “Anything else, Benny?”

“Yeah, could you maybe…” Benny sighed, taking a seat on the side of your bed. “Could you maybe not be so weird around Rory?”

You laughed, hoping that the heat rising to your cheeks from the mention of him wasn’t evident.

“What are you talking about?”

“Come on, Y/n.” Benny rolled his eyes. “You know what I’m talking about. Every time you see him, you practically avoid him like he’s the plague.”

“Nuh-uh.” He raised his brow, looking at you with a look that said he wasn’t buying it. You sighed, leaning back on your headboard. “I don’t really see why it’s any of your business.”

“Because I don’t know why, but he gets sad whenever he sees you leave. He probably thinks you hate him or something.”

“I don’t hate Rory, Benny.”

“Yeah, I know that. Believe me, I know that.” Benny got up and went to leave. You yelled at him to come back to close your door, but he didn’t answer or sound like he was coming back. Grumbling about what a brat he was, you finally got out of bed. But before you could close the door, Benny’s face popped out from behind it. “But I don’t think Rory knows.”

Yea, maybe avoiding Rory wasn’t the best idea, especially since he was always around

When Rory became a vampire and you and Benny found out you can do magic, things changed

He just became even more attractive to you; you didn’t think that was possible

“It’s honestly messed up that vampire venom makes you good-looking.” You muttered to Erica and Sarah while you grabbed some books from your locker, looking down the hall. “He already had that cute dorky look, and now he’s a hot dork.”

“Can I pretend we’re talking about someone who’s not Rory?” Erica asked. “Someone who’s actually hot.” You ignored her, still focusing on Rory, who was talking enthusiastically to Benny and Ethan.

“When he smiles, he doesn’t even try to hide his fangs. It’s so cool.”

“And dangerous.” Sarah reminded. “If people find out what he or we are, there’s no telling what they’ll do to us.”

“He’s so pretty when he smiles.” You shut your locker and leaned against it, still watching it. “What do you think they’re talking about?”

“Probably having a dork-off,” Erica responded before walking away.

Unbeknownst to you, Rory thought the same thing about you and your magic

It made Benny sick, the way Rory always talked about you

“She’s so cool, guys! She’s, like, so good at magic.”

“I’m better.” Benny sneered, but Rory just brushed him off.

“And she’s pretty. I mean, Y/n was always pretty. But there’s something about her taking down a demon or something with some magic that makes her even prettier!” Rory looked down the hall at you, watching you talk to Erica and Sarah with a dreamy smile. “It’s like she cast a spell on me, man.”

“Rory, you’ve gotta shut up about my sister.”

“Aw, come on, Benny. They’re in love.” Ethan teased, making Benny groan and Rory widen his grin.

“Yeah, Benny. Who can deny the Ror-ster?”

“For the good of my sanity, hopefully Y/n.”

As if you could ever deny Rory of anything

Sometimes you still avoided him because you were scared of embarrassing yourself or something

You did it way less than you did when you were younger, but Rory still noticed every time you did

Eventually, he couldn’t take it anymore

Ethan had everyone over at his house to play some games, a usual occurrence. Especially when his parents were out for the night. On the agenda for tonight was pizza, popcorn, and Clue.

“I call Plum!” Rory yelled from the kitchen while his popcorn cooked. You took the purple piece out, setting it on the table close to where he usually sat. 

“As if you could be a professor.” Erica joked, grabbing the red piece to be Ms. Scarlet.

“To be fair, it’s an alias.” Ethan reminded, taking a bite of his pizza before shuffling the cards.

“Yeah, but we all saw the movie,” Rory said, returning to the living room with a fresh bowl of popcorn. “He was a therapist or something. That’s close to a professor, right?”

“Not really, Rory.” For some reason, instead of sitting in his regular spot, Rory made his way to you and sat next to you on the couch. Almost instantly, you stood up, deciding to go to the kitchen to get food so you wouldn’t just be standing for no reason. You glanced behind you and saw Rory’s eyes following your movements, looking a bit dejected. When you came back, you dropped your plate of food on the table. “I, uh, I’m gonna go to the bathroom real quick.” Then you sped out of the room and up the stairs.

Sitting on the side of the bathtub, you could’ve hit yourself. You probably just made everything so awkward, running off just because your crush was sitting next to you. And Rory looked so sad; it made you feel horrible. But it’s not like you could explain why sometimes you still ran off when he got close to you.

“It’s fine. It’ll be fine.” You muttered to yourself. “By the time I come back, he’s not gonna care. I’ll go back down, and we’ll have fun, and then me running off won’t even matter.” The pep talk ended with you getting up and leaving the bathroom. Walking down the hall, you were startled by someone popping up on the stairs. “Oh! Hey, Rory.”

“Hey.” 

“Watcha doing?” You couldn’t just leave; he was blocking you from going too far down the staircase by standing in the middle. 

“Waiting for you,” Rory answered somewhat shyly. “I wanted to ask you about something.” You became nervous, having an idea about what he wanted to know.

“Okay.”

It took him a while to muster the courage to ask you his question. 

“Do you not like me or something?” You knew it was coming, but that didn’t take away any of the guilt you felt from hearing his question. The look of confusion and sadness on Rory’s face didn’t help.

“Of course, I like you, Rory.” You laughed nervously, taking a few steps down the stairs. “Why would you think I didn’t?”

“Well, I mean, maybe it’s just my imagination, but I think you keep avoiding me or something. Like, just now, I sat down next to you, and you immediately got up and left.”

“I wanted food.”

“Yeah, but it was like you were repulsed by me, Y/n.”

“Rory, it’s not like that at all.”

“Then what’s it like?”

“I like you, okay!” You slapped your hand over your mouth after you revealed the truth. Luckily, it sounded like the rest of your friends were still talking amongst themselves. Rory stared blankly at you, and you realized it would probably be best to explain further so he’d stopped having that cute, confused look. “God, I think I’ve liked you since we met. But I didn’t know how to handle being around you without overthinking, so I’d avoid you. And then, when we all got our powers or whatever, I liked you even more, but I knew I couldn’t keep avoiding you. I guess that old habits die hard, though.”

Rory still stared, trying to register your words, and you felt like throwing up. You ruined everything more than you thought you could have. You should’ve just lied, saying it was something else keeping you away from Rory and not the fact that you had the biggest crush on him. You’d never recover from this. You’d have to run away from Whitechapel and start a new life.

But then Rory started to smile up at you. That pretty smile with those pearly white fangs.

“You like me?” He asked in a quiet but elated voice. You nodded, and he laughed in relief. “Dude, I’ve had a crush on you for years! It made me, like, miserable whenever you’d run away or not talk to me.”

“I’m so sorry, Rory.” You said, stepping down until you were standing on the step above him, now matching heights. Rory touched your waist, suddenly feeling much closer than a second ago.

“Well, at least you’re not running away now.” He grinned, and you mirrored his expression before leaning into him. His smile faded away so he could kiss you properly. His arms wrapped around you while yours went around his neck, bringing each other closer. “You’re my favorite spellcaster,” Rory whispered against your lips.

“You’re my favorite vampire.” You whispered back before kissing him again.

“And you two are my least favorite people right now.” Benny startled you, clearly disgusted by the sight in front of him. The rest of your friends followed behind him, stopping to look at you with faces that ranged from disgusted to amused.

“Looks like it’s Professor Plum and Mrs. Peacock making out on the staircase.” Sarah laughed lightly, then harder at Ethan and Benny’s expressions. They were both disturbed and grossed out: Benny for watching his little sister kiss one of his best friends and Ethan for having to see two of his friends make out on his staircase.