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harpyloon · 4 years ago

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i’ll catch you

Pairing: Charlie Weasley x fem!Reader

Summary: "Up close, Y/N could see the familiar freckles splattered all over his nose and cheeks. He was towering over her like he always did. She used to be the little second year Hufflepuff always idling by the entrance to the Great Hall hoping to bump into the famous Charlie Weasley. Studying on the Quidditch pitch, watching him behind her textbook, captaining the Gryffindor team. Climbing the beech tree by the lake again and again, hoping Charlie Weasley would somehow walk by once more to offer her a hand..."

☞ Curse Breaker reader x Dragon-tamer Charlie Weasley

Warnings: Fluff, sprinkles of angst, dragons (duh), mentions of a dead animal, mentions of dragon eating dead animal (lol), post-war timeline (although not that important)

WC: 4.5k+ , Part 2 coming soon!

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Beautiful rays of golden sunlight were peaking through the blinders of Y/N's cabin. It was going to be a lovely day with the perfect weather to seek out a bit of adventure, and although she was sure she had countless other affairs to address before kicking off with her assignment the next day, a blathering Bill Weasley was not one of them.

"Are you even listening?" his tone was way beyond impatient. "You know what? Don't answer that. I know for a fact that you never pick up anything I say. Ever."

Y/N rolled her eyes as she busied herself with stuffing her socked feet inside a pair of brown chunky hiking boots. She didn't plan on going very far. Her colleagues were currently lounging in the dining hall about five cabins down, sipping piping hot ciorbă, munching on breakfast toast, and relishing their only foreseeable off day before the start of the big dig tomorrow. Some were even dozing off still, earning as much sleep as they could to compensate for the long nights to come.

It's true what they say about grumpy Curse Breakers. But nobody realized that they just spent too much time with their eyes wide open.

"You know, Bill," Y/N mused, "you always call me the drama queen. What does that make you then?"

The floating head over the fire scoffed, "A concerned superior."

"Well, there's nothing to be concerned about."

"Where are you headed?"

"I'm going for a walk."

"No walks," ordered Bill, his face stern.

"Everyone's out and about today!"

"No walks for you."

Y/N laughed. "Oh yeah?"

Bill sighed. He knew trying to be hard-nosed was futile. "No walks alone at least."

"Are you sure there's no bun in Fleur's oven yet?" Y/N teased. "You're sounding more like a papa bear with each passing day."

She heard a soft melodic laugh within the fire where Bill's head was when suddenly, another floating head appeared right beside his. This time, all blonde and very French

"There iz no bun yet, mon cher. But I think he az been practicing fatherhood with you." Fleur gave Y/N a wink. "I 'eard zer are many 'andsome men in Romania. With a leetle beet of exzploring yo—"

"There will be no exploring," barked Bill, sending his wife a warning glance, which she ignored.

"—you might find someone az adventurous az you are," Fleur beamed, "And very macho."

"Darling," Bill sighed, "is this necessary?"

With a flying kiss to Y/N, Fleur was gone.

Shrugging on a light parka, Y/N gave Bill a knowing look, "You see? Your wife said I could use a macho man."

"Oh please. You're in a Curse Breaker camp."

"Hey, there are loads of macho men here."

"Macho enough for you?"

Y/N wrinkled her nose but ignored the question.

"Well, William," she said, emphasizing Bill's full name, "I, am a Curse Breaker in the middle of the Southern Carpathians." Stuffing her wand through her belt loop, she looked at him with finality. "And I am not passing up this opportunity."

"Remember when they assigned you to Egypt with me and you went on exploring? Your exploring is bad luck, Y/N, and I did not assign you to Romania to bring bad luck."

"Excuse you, the Egypt Goblins loved me."

"Goblins don't love wizards," retorted Bill.

"I think they were particularly fond of me."

"You Reductored an entire bloody Pyramid!"

Y/N was losing her patience. She wanted to sift through the mountains in the morning sunlight. Discover hidden caves and wade through cold springs. She had her breakfast way earlier than everyone else for this sole purpose.

"I promise I'll be good."

"Take Weiss with you."

Y/N glared. "Absolutely not."

"Take someone."

"I'm walking out on you right now. Don't forget to put out my fire."

"Y/N."

"I'll see you later!"

"I have to tell you—"

Without looking back, she waved at Bill and stepped out into the crisp Romanian morning.

The skies were bright and cloudless, the sun slowly rising up east. The Curse Breaker camp in the middle of the Transylvanian Alps was in for a late morning. It was quiet, apart from the whispers of the forest beside them; chirping birds, singing crickets, and the distant sound of a nearby stream.

Trudging up the rough pavement towards the foot of the nearest hill, Y/N felt an ounce of guilt seep through as she marveled at the scenery before her. Bill was the reason she got the Romania assignment. She wasn't half bad a Curse Breaker. From an outsider's perspective, some would even call her brilliant. She's aced all her missions in her first year on the job—way ahead of all the others in her year, and was even able to crackdown a dark magic-infested tomb in an assignment she co-lead in Egypt. She was quick, smart, and as brave as the career entailed.

Only one thing stood between her and a good reputation in Gringotts. Her impulsiveness.

She couldn't help it. Y/N's successes partnered with tragedies—accidents; her brilliance came with sheer will and almost violent haste. The problem is you can't think twice Bill would always say. Not everything is done in a snap, Y/N.

Bill Weasley was the only senior Curse Breaker with enough patience to supervise her. It must have been fate or a miracle that had him in temporary assignment at the London Gringotts when she graduated Hogwarts. If she were received by anyone else, or if he were back in Egypt instead, she didn't think she'd ever make it out into the field. Or worse, last a few months.

"I'll be good," she mumbled to no one in particular. Or maybe she hoped that Bill would hear. She'd floo him again later.

Trekking up the slope with hands snuggled warm inside her faux-fur-lined pockets, Y/N inhaled the fresh earth surrounding her. This was her calling. Nature. Adventure. The unknown. She was fantastic with spells and jinxes and once thought of becoming an Auror—but Aurors spent too much time indoors, on desks, drowning in paperwork and tailing dark wizards. She knew in her heart she wasn't born to enforce the law.

On the opposite side of the hill was a deep gorge between two towering mountains and a long serpentine stream. Elated at the sight, she followed the gentle flow of water over the rocks. Without thinking (because when does she ever), she slipped off her boots and socks, and despite the chilly morning, prepared to wade the ice-cold water. She dipped one toe in for good measure—a pause.

That couldn't be right.

Submerging one whole foot into the water confirmed her confusion. Strange. Almost all waterways in Romania led to the Black Sea, if not the Adriatic. Why was it warm?

This isn't the bathing stream she thought. The senior Curse Breakers back at camp had instructed them of assigned fresher areas where warming charms would be cast. She didn't remember this gorge being part of last night's tour.

Ankles deep in the water, Y/N trailed the soft currents. It was deliciously warm. A deliberate contrast to the icy breeze left by the trail ends of winter. It was supposedly mid-spring, but the winds still gave her the chills.

She took no notice of how far she was going, the water neither rising nor falling. If she were to guess it must've almost been half an hour given by the direction of the sun. The warm water and small pebbles were therapeutic beneath her feet. The walk didn't tire her at all.

Finally, the chasm's end came to view. Heart beating with excitement, she hastened her pace, dampening the legs of her trousers that she attempted to roll up. But just as her feet crossed the lip between the two mountains flanking her, she felt the oddest sensation: it began at the top of her head, traveling down her arms to her toes—as if a big fat raindrop landed on her scalp and entered her body.

She glanced at the clear blue sky. There was no cloud in sight for miles.

And then, it was suddenly very humid.

"What the..." she glanced back through the gorge. Nothing was out of order and nobody was in sight. Looking down at her feet, her surroundings were now as warm as the water she stood on. Her parka felt too thick.

Again, strange.

Trying to shake away her curiousness, Y/N trudged on.

All is well she chanted inside her head. All is well and the wind just blows differently on this side of the alps.

But no matter what she told herself, ripples of unease still disturbed Y/N. She was beginning to sweat and it wasn't just her nerves. The wind didn't blow differently on this side of the mountains because there was no wind. It was dry, dank, and very very warm.

To rattle her nerves even further, the water she was wading on was getting hotter as she went on that she had to leap on land once again. But as soon as her bare soles made contact with the grass, she yelped in pain.

"Merlin—OW."

The earth was burning. As if it bathed in the sun for too long. As if she were in the middle of a dry desert. She knew the feeling, she's been to Egypt. But why the bloody hell would Romanian soil feel this hot? Moreso in the heart of the Southern Carpathians?

Locating a jutted-out slab of rock, Y/N hopped over to sit and gather her bearings, drying her damp feet and staring at her boots and socks. She didn't want to slip them back on. The heat was intense. But it was either the boots or the sizzling soil.

She shrugged off her parka after lacing up her boots and was grateful for her reckless choice of wardrobe this morning. She opted for a ribbed shirt under her jacket—instead of a sweater—in urgent intention to get away from a nagging Bill. Now it served her well. It wasn't as thin as she would have deemed appropriate for the current temperature, but at least her neck and arms could breathe.

Gazing over the expanse of the clearing she emerged in, she suddenly became aware of the lack of green in the area. The grass was almost a withering brown—crunchy and dry. Trees weren't scattered about like the thick oaks all over the Curse Breaker camp; instead, they were clumped, almost systematically, in relatively rectangular patch formations. As if deliberately rooted as such.

Muggles Y/N thought. It was only them who had the peculiar habit of reorganizing nature.

Tying her parka around her waist, she treaded the clearing, the grass crisp beneath her boots, and approached the nearest cluster of trees. She wondered if this were one of the areas they'd be digging up. Senior Curse Breaker Digby Youssif oriented them of specific crackdown areas to look forward to in the next few months. Although almost all wizarding families were well-accounted for in Romania, there were still trifling amounts of intel on hidden vaults under protective spells cast by untraceable ancient tribes.

Y/N loved digging assignments. She was particularly fond of discovery. And if Ancient Runes was Hogwarts' least-loved lesson, she rather enjoyed Professor Babbling's classes. Well, most of the time. It was her pride and joy to have snagged an 'Outstanding' for her O.W.Ls—

Crack!

A sudden gust of wind whipped through the trees ahead of her. On instinct, Y/N drew her wand from her belt loop. Nothing was so dangerous about the wind. But it felt so...

The sound came out of nowhere, she thought it was imagining it. A steady drumming beat. Powerful and humming. An engine? she thought. But that was impossible. They were told that the area was blocked off from muggles for the duration of their stay. She paused in front of a towering ashtree. The sound was growing louder and louder. Nearer. She didn't know why but she was compelled with the need to hide.

Climb.

She felt ridiculous, clambering up an ashtree and settling on its thickest branch. Her superiors back at camp were clear that the mountains were safe, its perimeters were secured for their dig. Curse Breakers always made sure missions wouldn't come across outside interference.

Then why was her heart beating so fast?

The drumming sound was growing nearer. Behind her—above.

Peering at the sky through the leaves, a massive dark figure swooped overhead and landed with an earth-shaking thud on the clearing right in front of her tree.

Y/N felt like she was going to choke on her own spit when a deafening, earsplitting roar echoed through the mountains.

Dragon.

Fully grown, enormous, and vicious-looking, the beast had emerald scales that glinted in the morning sun. Its body was bulky, way stockier compared to the common dragons in textbooks. It had a massive head that seemed even larger than its body, and on it sprouted two long glittering golden horns. Its claws had the same golden color, and it was rearing onto its hind legs, hunching over a figure... chewing...

All the breakfast Y/N had only hours before felt like rising up her throat. An enormous dragon only meters in front of her was chewing on a dead animal, clearly having his own meal. And there she was, perched on an ashtree, ready for dessert.

Don't panic she told herself, but feeling green. She's never faced a dragon on a mission before. They tackled them in her first year on the job—Curse Breakers didn't really need training, the task calling for hands-on work—but never in her life did she ever think she'd have to face a real dragon.

I don't have to face it Y/N thought, I just have to stay here until it flies away, and run back to camp.

Wiggling up to a squat, she eyed the neighboring branch a few feet to her right which was higher up and positioned behind a thicker cluster of leaves. It didn't require a jump, but more of a really careful split; hugging the trunk tightly, she stretched her right foot across, shifting her weight to her right leg, her arms choking the tree trunk in a death grip, legs spread wide midair—

"Scuzati-ma?"

Y/N didn't fall. Thank Merlin she didn't fall. But she lost her momentum in surprise and panic, her left foot sliding from the previous branch, making her push off the trunk in haste, throwing her weight across completely. She grabs a dangling thin branch above her at the last minute, her body tilted towards the forest floor.

A forest floor where a man now stood, peering up at her curiously.

She was breathing hard, her heart thumping erratically, both from the fear of falling and being heard by the dragon so close by.

"Er—esti bine?" the man asked. Y/N saw that he had his arms out as if braced to catch her if she fell. When she didn't answer, the man spoke again, "Ai nevoie de ajutor?"

She blinked down at him. "What?"

He chuckled. She hated it. It hurt her pride. "I said, do you need any help?"

He was loud. Too loud. She righted herself on the branch, pulling to lean back on the trunk behind her. Then risking a peek, she checked on the dragon who was still munching on the dead cow with gusto.

She looked back down to find the man with his eyebrows raised at her, his face painting amusement. It was impossible not to take note of his red mane pulled into a low bun. He looked awfully familiar... and he was going to get them killed.

"Could you," she whispered as loudly as she could, "keep your voice down?"

The man snickered once more, showing no effort of lowering his tone. "Why?"

"Are you blind?" she wanted to strangle him. "There's a bloody dragon!"

The redhead glanced at the scaly beast and heaved out a sigh. "Okay. Yeah, you're right. It's way past breakfast. He's missing nap time."

Y/N looked at him incredulously. He shrugged, "But what can I do? He slept in this morning. Lazy beast." Looking back up, he asked, "Want to meet him?"

He's mental she thought. That had to be it.

But the redhead only laughed. He keeps laughing. He must've noticed the stupefied expression on her face because he simmered. "Give him a minute and you can come down. It's already his fifth haul so he's bound to get dozy and fly back to the nest." He started walking towards the clearing when he paused and turned back, "Although, you can come down now. I promise he won't eat you."

Y/N watched as the man walked up to the feasting dragon—she was peering behind the thick tree trunk, using it as a shield. He's insane. Drawing a wand from a sheath attached to his calf, the man aimed a stunning spell right by the beast's tail.

"Alright, Darius, I think you've had enough," he called. He kept his distance, a good few meters away, but his gait was calm, almost lazy.

The dragon glanced at the man, its fangs bloody. Y/N wanted to grab the redhead and run. But it was a crazy thought, and she was rooted on her spot on the tree branch, frozen in fear.

The man gave a sharp whistle and the dragon grunted, smoke coming out of its nostrils. It ignored him and continued to munch on the cow.

Another stunning spell was aimed right by its claws and the dragon emitted a low growl. Y/N didn't know if she was imagining it but the creature seemed sluggish on its feet, swaying... almost drowsy.

"Off you go," said the man, "up." He sent one more stunning spell right in front of its snout. It was a clear miss, purely intentional.

The dragon heaved a loud angry roar. But instead of diving for the man like she expected, it started flapping its wings, gaining momentum. Y/N held onto the tree trunk tighter so as not to be swayed by the sudden rush of winds the creature was yielding. And then with a strong push off the ground, up it soared, growling low in its throat, and was out of sight.

Y/N's legs felt like jelly slugs, but her arms refused to let go of the tree trunk. What in Merlin's name just happened?

"Y/N."

She gave a short yelp, coughing on her next breath. "Excuse me?"

The man was back, now by the foot of the tree once again. "Come down."

"How do you know my name?" she demanded.

He had a really handsome smile. A really familiar, handsome smile...

"I should be offended," said the man. "Come down." There it was again, that smile. "I'll catch you."

I'll catch you.

I'll catch you....

"Come on, Y/N, I'll catch you!"

"No you won't!" said Y/N. Her cheeks were wet with tears.

She was perched on the beech tree by the Black lake, her legs dangling above the shallow water. She had attempted to retrieve her Spellman's Syllabry textbook that Cassian Loxias chucked up the branches for fun.

"Yes I will, I promise," consoled Charlie. "I'm a prefect, remember?" he gestured to his badge, "I'll make sure you're safe."

Sniffing up snot that was escaping her nose, she hiccuped softly against the back of her hand. "Our prefect doesn't do that very much."

Charlie chuckled. "I'll make sure to have a word with Professor Sprout about her Hufflepuff prefects."

When he saw the horror on her face, he held up his hands, "It didn't come from you of course. Will you come down now? I swear I'll catch you."

Y/N looked into Charlie Weasley's eyes and saw nothing but pure candor. Biting her lip, she said, "Do cross your heart, or hope to die?"

He traced a cross right above his chest. "Cross my heart, or hope to die."

"Y/N. Y/N?"

Y/N blinked.

Charlie Weasley. Charlie dragon-tamer Weasley. Charlie the hot brother Weasley—

"Are you still breathing? Do you need me up there?"

Trying to gather her bearings, Y/N extracted herself from her hold on the tree trunk, went down onto a squat, and leaped off, landing on the crunchy grass with a thump.

Charlie raised an eyebrow at her as she dusted her trousers, "I see you don't need catching anymore."

She took in the man before her. "Charlie Weasley."

His grin was dazzling."Caught on, have you?

From up close, Y/N could now see the familiar freckles splattered all over his nose and cheeks. He was towering over her like he always did. She used to be the little second year Hufflepuff always idling by the entrance to the Great Hall hoping to bump into the famous Charlie Weasley. Studying on the Quidditch pitch, watching him behind her textbook, captaining the Gryffindor team. Climbing the beech tree by the lake again and again, hoping Charlie Weasley would somehow walk by once more to offer her a hand...

There were so many things she could've done, seeing him again for the first time after all these years. He was gone as soon as he graduated Hogwarts, flying to Romania to study dragons. Everyone always thought Charlie would be going Quidditch pro, being captain and seeker. He had the build, the skills, and the charm. Hogwarts alone had fan clubs in his name and rumor had it that the Falmouth Falcons were just waiting for him to finish seventh year.

But others didn't see Charlie as Y/N did. They didn't see him hoarding books on care of magical creatures in the library. They didn't notice him sneaking off to Hagrid's on the weekends, taking Fang for walks or feeding the Blast Ended Skrewts in the garden. Nobody paid attention to the copy of Fantastic Beasts And Where to Find Them that Charlie practically glued to his side. Only Y/N did. And now that she thought about it, she didn't like that she knew so much. It made her feel like a creep.

So instead of hugging him in delight like she actually wanted, she took a swipe at his shoulder.

"You git," she hissed. "You scared me to death! How did you do that? I thought taming dragons was impossible."

"It is. Most of the time," Charlie shrugged. "Darius is a Romanian Longhorn. Mostly harmless compared to the others especially when he's full. Not that difficult to send him back to the nest when he can barely stand on his feet."

"Harmless? I could've been dessert!"

Charlie laughed. He was still always laughing. "You look delicious, yes, but I'm not letting Darius have you."

What the fu—Y/N inhaled slowly, cautiously. Then exhaled through her nose. She didn't know how to respond. Seeing him again after so long, without warning or preparation, was messing with her senses

"It's good to see you, Y/N," he said and walked closer. Close enough to tugged at her braid. She didn't know why he did it, but he looked like he just had to. "You look good."

Y/N's heart was beating rapidly once more, but this time, for all the wrong reasons. "It's been a while, hasn't it?"

Charlie gazed back into her eyes as if seeing her for the first time.

"Too long."

Again, she didn't know how long it took her to reply, but she cleared her throat, "How—did you know it was me? The first time?"

Charlie's eyes were still roaming all over her face. "No. Not until you spoke."

Y/N must've held a questioning look because he added, "I'll never forget that voice."

He was saying such strange things. Were they strange? Or was it just because he affected her so?

"Then why didn't you say anything?"

"Well, you wouldn't come down, would you? I see you still have a thing for trees."

Y/N rolled her eyes.

"I didn't know the dragon reservation was in the alps," she said. "Do you know we're camping nearby?"

"'Course I do. You lot are beside dragon territory for a reason."

Excitement and fear raised Y/N's nerves. "What are you talking about?"

Charlie bit his lip. "You'll see."

"Are we digging in the reservation?"

He was walking out into the clearing now, beelining back towards the opening of the gorge.

"Charlie!" Y/N jogged to keep up. "Are we?"

He only smiled, "Patience, darling."

Darling. He used to call her that all the time even when they were back in Hogwarts. She always tried to ignore the fluttering feeling her chest made when he used the endearment, reminding herself that he must've used it on everyone else, not just her.

"Why did no one back at camp tell us anything?"

"I probably should've kept my mouth shut," was his only reply. They were crossing the two mountains flanking the stream, and as soon as they cut through the border, Y/N felt the same sensation she did when she went through the clearing. But this time in reverse, it was as if the raindrop was sucked back up.

She glanced up at the mountains. "Did you feel that?"

"Shield spells," explained Charlie. "To keep the muggles out. Temperature charms as well to regulate the reservation climate. Although the dragons do enough of their warming on their own, it's for precaution."

They walked up the stream, tracing back Y/N's previous path.

"Are you bringing me back to camp?" she asked.

"That, and I have to see Digby. Iron out tomorrow's schedule."

"So we are digging inside the reservation," Y/N didn't know if she was more thrilled or afraid.

Charlie glanced at her, "You heard nothing from me."

Studying his features as they strolled, Y/N couldn't help but admire how much Charlie Weasley grew up to be. He's always been lean and strong, especially with being an athlete back at Hogwarts, but now he seemed so much larger than life. Red tendrils were escaping his low bun and framing his chiseled face, there were a few scars on his nose and one under his lip. She shouldn't have been able to see it but she couldn't stop staring. He was big. Stockier than she'd ever seen him; hands wrapped in gauze and rope slung over a hook on his hip.

Charlie Weasley, dragon-tamer.

And he was staring right back at her.

"You have to take me to see more dragons," Y/N breathed. She didn't know where her voice went. It was all airy and she didn't like it. She hoped he would assume it was because of their walk.

Charlie stopped, deep brown eyes boring into her own. He was panting slightly too. Maybe it was the walk.

"Okay," he exhaled. "Promise."

"Cross your heart?" she almost whispered. Almost.

Two fingers traced a cross over Charlie's chest, his gaze not leaving hers, "Cross my heart."

#by gabi #charlie weasley #charlie weasley x reader #charlie weasley fluff #hp post war #charlie weasley x fem!reader #i have no idea where this idea came from but here it is #there will be a part 2!#part 2 coming soon

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giveamadeuschohisownmovie · 8 years ago

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Imaginary MCU shows (part 3): “Marvel’s Magicians”

Part 1: “MARVEL’S GHOST RIDER”

Part 2: “MARVEL’S BLADE”

With the success of the Ghost Rider and Blade shows, Marvel decided to take it up a notch in this “Riderverse”. Taking a cue from DC’s “Legends of Tomorrow”, the idea behind “Marvel’s Magicians” was that the cast would comprise of magicians who have appeared on either Ghost Rider or Blade.

As a side note, the show's title did not reference a specific magician due to the fact that there is no true protagonist on the show. The unofficial protagonist is Jennifer Kale but even that’s up for debate among the MCU fanbase.

(AN: I make references to the other parts in this series so it’s best to read part 1 and 2 to fully understand this post)

MAIN CAST

1) Natalie Dormer as Jennifer Kale: The unofficial main protagonist of the series. She is a Rising Tide hacker who descended from Zhered-Na, an ancient Atlantean sorceress. Throughout the course of the series, she learns how to master her abilities in order to become a master sorceress. Along with Robbie Reyes and Blade, the MCU fanbase has dubbed the trio “The Unholy Trinity”.

It was only appropriate that when Marvel announced the Midnight Sons crossover event, Marvel TV hyped the event up by showcasing a teaser where Robbie, Jennifer, and Blade encountered each other in a dark alley.

(First appeared as a recurring character on “Marvel’s Ghost Rider”. She was a friend of Daisy Johnson during her time in the Rising Tide)

2) Rosabell Laurenti Sellers as Victoria Montesi: A young, gifted sorceress from Italy and the leader of the Darkhold Redeemers. Victoria is on S.H.I.E.L.D.’s most wanted list after she and the other Redeemers stole the Darkhold from them. Her reasoning was that S.H.I.E.L.D. had abused the book’s power.

(First appeared as a guest character on “Marvel’s Blade”. She discusses her theft of the Darkhold with Fitz and Simmons)

3) Bruce Boxleitner as Modred the Mystic: An ancient sorcerer from the Middle Ages who was reawakened on accident by Team Rider. He was once a good, ambitious sorcerer who sought to use the Darkhold to help people. But after exposure to the book, his soul was corrupted, forcing the sorcerers of his time to imprison him in temporal stasis. In the present day, although still corrupt, he now works for the team as an anti-hero.

(First appeared as a guest character on “Marvel’s Ghost Rider”)

4) Michael Cudlitz as Sam Buchanan: An Interpol agent who becomes entangled with the occult after meeting Victoria Montesi. He was assigned to protect her after the Church of Chthon, a cult that worships the elder god and wants the book for themselves, attacked Victoria. Sam is the grunt of the group, being the only one with actual combat training and experience (aside from Mack).

(First appeared as a guest character on “Marvel’s Blade”, the same episode Victoria Montesi appeared in)

5) Aaron Yoo as David Tran: A sorcerer who hails from the New York Sanctum Sanctorum. He is revealed to be the half-brother of Ruby Minh Tran, the sorceress who was assigned by Doctor Strange to watch over Robbie Reyes/Ghost Rider. David is the comic relief of the show, being the most light-hearted of the team.

David is Zoey Simmons’ main love interest.

(First appeared as a recurring character on “Marvel’s Ghost Rider”. He bonded with his half-sister and competed with each other to see who was the better magician)

6) Jessica Brown Findlay as Zoey Simmons / The Daughter of Dormammu: Jemma Simmons’ younger sister. She was an antisocial outcast among her family, deeply resenting her sister due to her many achievements (the two PhDs in particular) and her popularity. Zoey ran away from home and eventually ran into a sect of magicians separate from the Sanctum Sanctorums. There, she became a follower of the dark entity Dormammu.

Zoey was a major recurring villain on “Marvel’s Blade” but became more of an anti-hero / anti-villain on “Marvel’s Magicians”. She joins the Darkhold Redeemers when the team realized they needed an expert on Dormammu / The Dark Dimension in general. Zoey accepted but only if it meant all of her crimes would be pardoned.

Zoey is David Tran’s main love interest.

(First appeared as a recurring character on “Marvel’s Blade” as the tertiary antagonist of seasons 1 and 2 before leaving the show)

7) Alexander Skarsgard as Daimon Hellstrom / Son of Satan: A half-human/half-demon hybrid who joins the team when he learns that his father and several other demons are planning on stealing the Darkhold for their own, sinister purposes. He joins the team alongside his sister, Satana.

(First appeared as a recurring character on “Marvel’s Ghost Rider”)

8) Crystal Reed as Satana Hellstrom / Daughter of Satan: Alongside her brother, Satana joins Team Magicians when she learns that her father and his demon pack are planning on stealing the Darkhold. Unlike her brother, who is selfish and arrogant, Satana is humble and wants to be seen more for her human half than her demon half.

(First appeared as a recurring character on “Marvel’s Ghost Rider”)

9) Mark Anthony Brighton as Jericho Drumm / Brother Voodoo: A voodoo sorcerer who was initially working for Steppin Razor but left due to the heat left in the wake of Deacon Frost’s death. After fleeing London, Jericho joined the Darkhold Redeemers.

Behind the scenes note: Despite appearing in ‘Doctor Strange’, Mark was brought back as a different character since the producers liked him.

(AN: I can’t take credit for this cast. All credit goes to @marvelvsmarvel)

(First appeared as a guest character on Blade)

10) Troye Sivan as William “Billy” Kaplan / Wiccan: A young sorcerer who is searching for clues regarding his mother. It’s later revealed that Billy is the time-displaced son of the Scarlet Witch and Vision. He is not supposed to be born for another 10 or so years. The event that led to him being time displaced is unclear since Billy developed amnesia after being sent back.

Billy’s boyfriend, Teddy Altman, appears later on in season two.

(First appeared as a guest character on “Marvel’s Ghost Rider”. He showed up in Los Angeles, suffering from amnesia)

11) Cicely Tyson as Professor Louise Hastings: One of the few remaining sorceresses from the “Golden Era”, which was the height of the Ancient One’s reign. Professor Hastings serves as the guide and mother figure of Team Magicians.

NOTE: Cicely only appears as a series regular in season one. She is killed by Lilith at the end of season one as a way for the team to grow without a guide.

(First appeared as a guest character on “Marvel’s Blade”)

12) Tyler James Williams as Jinx: Professor Louise Hastings’ grandson. Unlike his mother, Jinx has magical abilities, although he is a rookie at best. Jinx’s first name is never revealed on the show since he prefers his privacy.

(First appeared as a guest character on “Marvel’s Blade”)

13) Henry Simmons as Alphonso “Mack” MacKenzie: Back by popular demand, Henry was brought onto the show. The in-story reason is that Mack was assigned to hunt the Darkhold Redeemers down after they stole the Darkhold. He stays with the team when he encounters the alt-world counterpart of his daughter.

(First appeared as a main character on “Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.”)

14) Jordan Rivera as Hope MacKenzie: As the catalyst to the main story in season one, Hope from the alternate Earth (dubbed “Mephisto’s Earth” since it’s a version of Earth where Mephisto reigns supreme) crossed over to the MCU Earth after a portal between worlds was opened. Unlike the MCU Hope, alt-Hope despises her father.

In season one, it’s heavily implied that alt-Mack was a horrible person. In season two, it’s revealed alt-Mack was a hitman with little regard to human life. He also took his daughter for granted by being constantly missing in her life.

(Technically first appeared on “Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.”, but as a program)

PROMOTED TO MAIN CAST IN SEASON TWO

1) Nazanin Boniadi as Topaz: A homeless witch with no recollection of her past. Topaz is the “Skye” of the show since she’s trying to find out where she came from and why she can’t remember anything.

It’s revealed later on that Topaz and her parents were magicians who were part of Kaecilius’ rogue zealots and that her parents were taken by Dormammu at the end of “Doctor Strange”. Topaz had left the group before then when she realized that following Dormammu would lead only to ruin.

To spare Topaz since she was the only one who felt genuine remorse, the Ancient One (in a special guest appearance by Tilda Swinton), had her memory erased.

2) Kristin Kreuk as Carmilla Black / Scorpion: Going back to Blade season three, the existence of vampires and werewolves had been made public, leading to the Roxxon Corporation to start funding projects that involved the supernatural.

The most successful product was Subject 18 / Frankenstein’s Monster, who would later go on to be the main antagonist of Blade’s season three. The SECOND most successful product was Subject 25 aka Carmilla Black / Scorpion. She was given the same task that Subject 18 was given; hunt down supernatural threats.

But unlike Frankenstein’s Monster, she ends up joining Team Magicians as the group’s lead assassin. As the series continues, Carmilla learns what it means to be human and manages to break free from her programming.

BIG BADS (GOING UP TO SEASON THREE)

1) Winona Ryder as Lilith / Mother of All Demons: Main antagonist of season one and the Midnight Sons crossover event. Lilith is an ancient demon who was one of the few survivors of the collapse of Atlantis. She had been imprisoned in the ruins until being awaken by S.H.I.E.L.D..

Lilith is defeated twice in the MCU. The first time is when Jennifer Kale manages to banish her to hell at the end of season one (but not before Lilith kills Professor Louise Hastings). The second time is when she’s summoned back to Earth by her followers, only to be sent back to hell by the Midnight Sons (the combined forces of Team Rider, Team Blade, and Team Magicians).

2) Burn Gorman as Mephisto: Main antagonist of season two and technically, all three Riderverse shows. Although he’s appeared as a threat to all three main Riderverse shows, he steps up as the main threat in season two when he sets out to claim the Darkhold for himself.

Mephisto is technically not defeated at the end of season two. He simply stops his assault when the group makes a deal with him. Mephisto would promise to stop all the violence and give up chasing the Darkhold while Team Magician would help him get rid of his strongest competitor. Mephisto agrees to the terms and demands that the group destroys the Church of Chthon.

The group immediately accepts the deal since they were planning on going after the Church of Chthon anyways due to the fact that they targeted Victoria Montesi.

As a side note, Mephisto also reveals that he isn’t Daimon and Satana’s father. It’s revealed that their real father is another demon named “Marduk Krios”, who is using the Satan name.

3) James Cosmo as Father Michael Duffy (the human representative of Chthon): Main antagonist of season three, although he serves the True Big Bad, Chthon. He is also the secondary antagonist of seasons 1 and 2 due to the Church’s attack on Victoria Montesi.

For his background, Father Duffy and his followers worship Chthon, the creator of the Darkhold. He is ruthless and an extremist, willing to kill anyone who even insults Chthon. The group goes after Father Duffy as part of their deal with Mephisto.

Father Duffy is killed halfway into the season by Victoria, who shoots him in the head. However, his corpse becomes inhabited by Chthon, who takes over as the Big Bad of the season.

Chthon is eventually sent back to hell by the group, but not before taking the Darkhold with him. This leads to the group venturing into the hell dimension, leading to season 4.

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