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Can someone tell me why the Philadelphia cream cheese brand has almost like a bind rune on the bottom of their top lid to their cream cheese container? Or am I just noticing little things that have no meaning what so ever? LoL
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How To Read Runes | A Modern Witch's Guide
Unlocking the Ancient Wisdom of Runes for Divination and Personal Growth Introduction Welcome to the modern witchâs guide to reading runes! In this comprehensive guide, we will explore the fascinating world of runes and learn how to harness their ancient wisdom for divination and personal growth. Whether you are new to the world of witchcraft or an experienced practitioner looking to expandâŚ
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#Casting Runes#Charging Runes#Cleansing Runes#Combining Divination Systems#divination#Elder Futhark#Ethical Divination#Historical Runes#Intuition Development#Intuitive Readings#Magic Practices#Meditation with Runes#modern witchcraft#Norse Tribes#Personal Growth#Psychic Abilities#Rituals with Runes#Rune Cards#Rune Casting Methods#Rune Interpretations#Rune Meanings#Rune Readings#Rune Spreads#Rune Stones#Runes#Runes for Guidance#Runes in Magic#Runic Alphabet#Runic Divination#Runic Magic
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thinking of arthur coming back but thereâs no more lake. a true bogman
#for anyone wondering the runes are the excalibur âtake me up cast me awayâ but lime actual runes not the shows gibberish#or at least âactual runesâ based on the rune translator i found online#cause i am not a studier of linguistics nor will i ever be#my art#bbc merlin#merlin#arthur pendragon#modern day merthur#well. not yet#bbc merlin fanart
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I found some old photos of rune sets I used to make. I still have and use the antler ones~
#runes#futhark#norse runes#norse pagan#heathenry#paganblr#heathen#norse paganism#pagan#witchblr#norse heathen#norse polytheism#norse witch#rune casting
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caster oopsie uhohhhhhhhhh tee hee
#ffxiv#elezen#duskwight#ffxiv astrologian#ffxiv black mage#rune#armantel#drawing#oc#fan oc#other oc#hazya#oopsies were had#you ever do a cool slide to the safe spot#then forget its a freeze mech#so you keep casting#i love deep freeze
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#magic runes#witches of tumblr#rune casting#spellcraft#spells#witchythings#witches#pagan wicca#pagan witch#book of shadows#grimoire#spellbook#witch tips#solitarywitch#sea witch#divination#wiccan#magick#casualwitchcraft symbols#casualwitchcraft bookofshadows
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10 Ideas for When You Want to Practice Divination but 'Don't Have a Good Reason to'
Sometimes you just get an urge to do some tarot, or the urge to mess with runes, but there's nothing you really want or need out of it. So I came up with some ideas that scratch the divination magic itch!
To note: for most of these prompts I will be referring to "cards" since I prefer cartomancy the most, however most of these ideas can be adapted into other forms of divination.
1. Artwork
I love drawing a random tarot card and making a quick and easy collage. Or sometimes I let the cards pick a prompt for me!
2. Make your own oracle cards/make your own form of divination
You can create your own themes, give the cards a specific use, or even just make some cards meant for witchy decoration-- do whatever you please! Likewise, you can also create your own divination system using items, symbolism, or "runic" imagery.
3. "Hang out" with your preferred divination device
I like to sit with my cards and admire the artwork, or sometimes I'll watch a movie while randomly shuffling them. It helps me feel connected to them!
4. Conduct an "interview"
Since my preferred method of divination is my tarot cards, I'll typically ask them to give me a reversed card for 'no' and a right-side-up card for 'yes'. I'll then proceed to ask it whatever questions pop into my mind. Sometimes I'll even ask it questions about myself. You can definitely adapt this idea into other forms of divination and give it a try!
Pick a card and then pick a song you feel fits the vibe of the card the most. Keep doing this until you have a full fledged playlist!
5. Make a divination-led playlist!
6. Learn a new form of divination
To name a few for inspiration: Aeromancy, Bibliomancy, Carromancy, Curiomancy, Cubomancy, Dowsing, Dream Interpretation, Scrying, Palmistry.
Please note that some forms of divination may be closely tied to closed practices and cultures and should be treated with respect.
7. Create "companion" cards for your tarot deck OR "companion runes" for rune casting!
This one coincides with idea #2 but it's a concept I love. The idea is you add new symbolic cards/runes based on preference, personal ideas, etc. It's a great way to make your deck feel even more personal to you! You could even find preexisting runes/cards and add those in if you're unsure about creating your own.
8. Make your own divination spreads
Even if you won't nessicarily use them in the moment, or even if you have a lot of spreads saved-- you can still have fun coming up with your own and writing them down to test out in the future! Think about hobbies, interests, or themes you like to inspire you.
9. Multi divination tool readings
Sometimes its fun to figure out how you can use multiple forms of divination. Write down some ideas in your grimoire on how you can possibly incorporate multiple methods so you can test it out in the future!
10. Try to predict your dreams
This one may not be a big favorite for everyone (especially considering you can argue that you'll subconsciously make your dream turn out a certain way because of your reading), but it was a fun activity i used to do when I was a beginner and needed an excuse to practice my skills! I usually would just ask a baseline question like "what will my dream look like overall?" And then from there I would ask more questions to get an idea of what it would look like.
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I hope my list of ideas were helpful for anyone in a divination slump! I understand they may not be helpful for everyone so feel free to make your own posts with your own ideas! Likewise feel free to comment any other ideas.
#card divination#divination witch#divination#tarot tips#tarot cards#tarotblr#tarot#rune casting#runes#palmistry#pendulum#witch#witchblr#witchy#witches on tumblr#beginner witch tips#witchy tips#tarot tumblr#grimoire prompts#grimoire ideas#bos prompts#bos ideas#grimoire#book of shadows
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Fellow arsonists and dearest onlookers,
THIS is the reminder you needed to maybe, just maybe, remember some idiot dragging along Cazador's corpse all around Baldur's Gate (for like most of Act 3, as I kinda ran into this palace at level 9 like a fucking idiot not knowing where tf I am until I thought, oh just fuck it and go through with it now (I did die a lot...)
I would like to present the "Bag Of Death- Shenanigans" to you!
These determined adventurers swore themselves to be as fucking â¨dramatic⨠as possible.
So they started putting every corpse of their enemies in a backpack. Which they then put into their camp chest. While they do often fight about who is a worse influence on the other, they can agree on being insufferable as a team thus I need you to imagine Mazikeen (my Tav) arranging this pile of corpses while Lord Fangs is just standing by complimenting her on the creative display and giving signature sass. He's not helping. Of course he's not. Why should he, his job is to make this shit burn. He's also 15 points behind on strength compared to her. I love the thought of her moving and carrying stuff for his majesty, Lord Fangs.
But anyway.... I'm straying...
Their teammates hate them & their bullshittery, all these two wanna do is commit arson all the fucking time. You thought Karlach is starting fires? Nuh uh, it's this hellfire duo, they're just little devils, all mischief, all mayhem- all the time. I love them for this. (Tbh we all know it's just me, I'm FĂŁerun's most pathetic revenge seeking arsonist.)
Also Astarion very much deserved to igni the fuck out of this pile (what a weird way to spell Cazador).
Thank you for your attention, here's to having fun with fire!
#âigni the fuck outta thisâ is a catchphrase we use a lot at home thanks to geralt of rivia and myself- the arsonist#my partner thinks it's the funniest thing ever I ALWAYS burn everything down in video games#as yennefer would say âfire magic is dangerous blablaâ i nod while casting fireball behind my back#far cry 5? i get rid of those lions by throwing dynamite at them sorry#please don't come at me i love animals more than myself but those are pixels#not a barrelmancer tho but I could always start#someone gave me fire#i apologize for the lack of editing it would look awful if i tried#your honor i love these fuckheads#and i mean all of them#wished they all came to watch but i am currently playing 100% unmodded#love how exploding a lot of corpses gives us inspiration it feels very in character for this team#it's just bc of the rune bomb but anyways#that's enough tags- i've made my point of being a firewitch#fun#baldur's gate 3#baldurâs gate 3#funny#baldurs gate#baldurs gate 3#baldur's gate#bg3#astarion#astarion bg3#astarion ancunin
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I found this adorable embroidered handkerchief at the thrift store that I thought would be perfect as a casting cloth for my rune set! I love the cute pink flowers!!
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đ From The Beginner's Guide to Divination on TheWitchyHousewife.com đ
#witchcraft#witchblr#witch tips#witchy#wicca#the witchy housewife#my content#spells#spellwork#spellcraft#ritual#magick#pagan#paganblr#hellenic pagan#hellenic polytheism#beginner witch#baby witch#divination#psephoi#rune casting#runes#cleromancy
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Council of War
@animate-mush (and everyone else following/contributing to this AU!)
Arthur Holmwood stood with his hands pressed down hard upon the round table where he was holding cabinet; trying to look like the collected, confident, and assured leader he knew his organization needed him to be--and not the tired, battered, worn to unraveling wreck he felt like inside.
âI'm sure by now that you've all heard what happened last nightâ, he began, his voice low and solemn, but with an edge in it that made everyone in the room sit up straighter.
 âCount Dracula himself came into the grounds and attempted to abduct young Mr. Harker. He was stopped only by--by the quick intervention of Lucilleâ
If the agents around the table noted the slight tremor in Arthur's voice as he recalled that particular event of the night, they wisely kept their silence.
âThe Count was also followed by two more vampires who were also able to enter the groundsâŚMr Harker's parents.â
This revelation did produce a faint flutter of disturbed whispering, which was instantly cut off by a firm look from Jack, seated as ever at Arthur's right hand.
âBoth they and the Count managed to escape, miraculously without any casualties. And what I want to know nowâŚâ Athur said slowly, forcing himself with every inch of aristocratic decorum that had been drummed into him to keep calm --Â
âIs just how they all got here, where they are now, and how soon can we be ready to finally end this?â
Arthur stood straight, looking each person at the table in the eye, one by one. Each person in his organization had their reasons for being here, their own strange and often terrifying experience that brought them into his circle, that had led them to believe him and Jack in their warnings of the threats that lurked within the shadows.
Henry Harrington, who's brother had run afoul of a truly nasty hedge magician, who'd sent something to stalk his brother's steps day and night, and which finally overtook him on a lonesome road with no help in sight.
Harrington had gotten justice on the fiend, and had gladly joined their ranks when they'd crossed paths while doing research on one of their missions, determined that no one else's loved one would suffer a similar fate.
There was young Ben Edwards, who'd somehow caught the eye of a vampire-witch at the age of 16, and been stalked by her in dreams until only a few years ago, when she'd finally tried to sink her teeth into him upon the unfortunate occurrence of him being put up for the night in her old tower room.
 He'd escaped with his life and soul, been desperate for answers, stumbled onto Arthur's organization, and eagerly joined up.Â
And Alwyne HargreavesâŚshe'd also found them, trying to make sense of the strange memories she had of being carried off by âA Bloofer Ladyâ.Â
Arthur had been sick all day after their first interview, and Jack was not much better.Â
Her experience had apparently rendered her sensitive to all manner of strange phenomena, and she and her employer (and later husband) had made a good business out of clearing out houses reputed--and often proved-- to be haunted, so that they could finally be put on market.Â
Though her abilities often drained her, she was more than willing to put them to use to help keep her country safe. In truth, with her cheerful cleverness, she reminded him of what Mina might have been, had they all been luckier.
And, of course, dear, unstoppable Kate Reed, Lucy's old friend. Mina and Jonathan's old friend.
Their first recruit.Â
Sheâd tracked him and Jack down after it had all gone wrong, demanding to know what had become of her friends, what he and Jack had done to them.Â
Kate had dogged their steps until finally, she'd found them facing down the last of the Count's victims, had seen what the no-longer-a-woman had done to her staff--to Lu's mother--and she'd had learned just what had happened to Lucy and Mina and Jonathan. And she'd vowed to fight them ever since.Â
 The people seated here at this table were his top agents, the ones he knew he could always count on in crisis, who had proved themselves time and time again, each time the threat of a vampire had reared its fangs, weather in town or country or seaside, they had risen to thrust it back down into the earth where it belonged.Â
And none of them, it seems, had managed to see the devil coming until he--they, were at the door.Â
There was a moment of weighted silence, each person at the table going over Arthur's questions.Â
âAs to how the Count got passed us, I'm sorry Art, I just don't knowâ, Kate said with quite calm, a calmness that Arthur knew well enough was hiding her own unease and frustration that after all their preparation and prior successes they'd still all been taken so unprepared.Â
Kate Reed wasn't a woman who brooked failure well, especially her own.
âBut as to the HarkersâŚyou told me that before you and Jack went off with the rest to try and stop Dracula that you performed a-a burial service for Mina, correct? And since she was not in fact laid in any one resting placeâŚit's possible that anywhere in England could count as hallowed ground for her to rest in. It's all her native soil.â
Kate paused, looking at Arthur and then away before going on.Â
 âAnd JonathanâŚJonathan's home was always wherever she wasâŚThat could explain how she and Jonathan have been able to seemingly move about unimpeded, without us getting any wind of a vampire's nest being set up anywhere near.âÂ
âYesâŚthat's a plausible explanation.â was his terse reply.
 Arthur knew he needed to be calmer, less brittle. He'd already broken down last night with Lu, when she'd offered her blood up to the boy. It had brought back far too many memories of similar, ultimately useless gestures done by himself and Art and Quincey's namesake.Â
It seems he was destined to keep being reminded of the futility of all his grand gestures.
He wished he could just crawl into bed with Jack, Lu still small enough to tuck between the two of them and wake to find the last few months nothing but a terrible lingering dream.
While he was at it, he might as well wish to wake from the last 21 years.
But he didn't have the luxury of wallowing, none of them did.
âIs it possible that the Count, by dint of having fed on Mr. Harker so long and so singularly, could have had something of that connection transferred to him?â
Harrington asked, brows furrowed in concentration, no doubt thinking over his eclectic knowledge of the arcane, built up from the many old tomes they'd confiscated and stored away for safekeeping.Â
âAfter all, we've seen from Edwards' case and what we read about that business in Styria that a vampire can establish a psychic link with a victim if they share blood that can persist through time and space without the victim necessarily being turned by the exposure. But the link can draw the victim to the vampire, and the vampire to themâ
âCouldn't we extrapolate out from that? The blood shared needn't necessarily be familial, it could, well, actually be shared.â
âOh!â Alwyn jumped in, the light of discovery coming into her eyes at the prospect of a new puzzle to solve.Â
âAnd the longer it's shared the stronger the psychic and physical link! Through the physical blood! So that the Harkers, being bound already, and Dracula, bound to them by sharing blood, and both concentrating on the same goal of reaching our young guest, have been, so to speak, drawing each other along?Â
He wants to reach Quincey, he knows they'll follow if he does, and so uses their own determination to head him off to follow in their wake, as it were?
Because they can walk here, The Count can walk here, and because Quincey is already here--â
Jack interrupted this spiraling metaphysical explanation by tapping at the table to gain everyone's attention--and drawing it away from thoughts of Quincey, Arthur noted, unsure of his own feelings on that point.
Arthur hadnât wanted to throw the boy to the Count, and heâd agreed, reluctantly, to let LuâŚprovide for him. Quincey had been nothing but polite and courteous since the day heâd walked into Arthurâs studyâ and in doing so dug up the most painful parts of his past to literally haunt him once more.Â
He didn't see how trying to shield the boy from his role as lynchpin in this whole mess helped anything.
Except, perhaps, to spare the boy what little innocence they had not already shattered by revealing the truth of his existence to him. Jack had told him of theâŚconversation he and Quincey had after Arthur had given him the saved documents to read over.
Heâd never wanted to drive the boy to those extremes.
 He just wanted his own family to be safe.
And now Jack had gone and declared Quincey part of it.
And Arthur didnât know what to do.Â
* There's certainly something there I think,* Jack was saying, each person seated having learned his signs by now *But it's something we'll need to look into more at a later date, I think the more pressing matter now is finding where they're all sleeping during the day*
âWell if they've all of England left open to them, that could be anywhere!âÂ
Edwards said with a shudder, lacing his fingers together tightly as if it would help keep his thoughts steady under the weight of free roaming vampires.
âIt's a miracle they seem to have at least been kept out of the house proper, that protection doesn't seem to have been overcome by whatever psychical link or blood bond might be going on.â
âTrue, we'll need to be extra vigilant to ensure nothing could be possibly said to invite any unknown factors in.â Arthur said, going over the conversations he'd had and overheard between everyone last night, trying to assure himself nothing had been said then, in the heat of everything.Â
None of the vampires had been able to enter the house physically. Even if they had apparently manifested themselves to both Quincey and Lu through dreams.
He clenched his fists at the thought of the vampire that had replaced Mina Harker rummaging around in his daughter's head, extracting promises that fed off Lu's far too big heart and could only ever lead her into greater danger.
But no, whatever else might be going on, the rule of Invitation still held, and at least did not seem to extend to relations in Quincey's case. His unwitting invitation did not grant his parents nor the Count access to Arthur's physical threshold, if not his grounds. Â
This mercy, at least, seemed to be granted to them.
Not that they didn't need to still worry about whatever âblood bondsâ might be in play.
Dracula had entered Quincey's dreams, played mind games with him, and had eventually been able to draw him out to where he'd been vulnerable to the Count's physical attack via his mental ones.Â
And Arthur knew it was only a matter of time before he tried again.
The devil was determined to drag the boy back to hell with him, whether it was due to some darker plans, where he wished to use the boy's unique existence to further spread the Count's misery, or to further torment his parents, or simply out of spite for having his âpropertyâ dare to disobey him--none of that mattered.Â
Whatever Arthur felt personally about any of the Harkers, he wasn't about to let Count Dracula have anything he wanted ever again.Â
âOur main objective should be finding the Count.â Alwyn said, echoing Arthur's own thoughts. He wondered if her sensitivity wasn't picking up his roiling feelings and tried once more to sink into aristocratic composure.
âIf Mr. Harrington's theory is true, it's likely he and the Harkers are all in close proximity anyway, whether he likes it or not.âÂ
* What do you mean?*Â Jack asked.Â
âWell, If his ability to walk England freely is siphoned off them, well that blood bond will have been getting weaker by the day since Mr Harker seniorâŚisn't available anymore.â
âHe may still be able to siphon from Mrs Harker, being bound by turning her, but either way he's caught in a leash that's winding tighter and tighter around a pole.âÂ
 âAnd besides, their wills and blood are all bound together, his reason being here is the whole reason they're here as well as. He's the reason that any of this--â She waved her hand about the table and out towards the estate in general, â--Even exists. If we can find him, finally end him once and for allâŚâ
âWe can finally have some peace. All of us.â Kate said softly.Â
âBut how do we track him?â Edwards asked, âWe don't have any hard evidence for this link to the Harkers, just conjecture. You said before that Mrs. Harker used her link to track the Count, but even if we could find her first, I doubt anyone here wants to be making alliances with a vampire, even if they are temporarily aligned against a greater threat.â
â No. â Arthur said bluntly. âThat most certainly won't be happening.âÂ
The group sat in silence, each lost in their own doubts and conjectures as to what they should do.
â...The boy could do itâ, Harrington said finally, looking grim, but certain of his proposal.
âHe's linked to his parents, by blood and bond. And last night he bit the Count, tasted some of his blood, or what passes for it. Everything youâve told us and weâve learned points to him being by far our best bet for tracking any of them down.â
Arthur saw Jack's face blanch, causing the bit of scar that peaked above his high collar and through his beard to stand out like it was still fresh, and he rapidly began to sign:Â
* No . That's putting him directly in Dracula's sights. Besides, all else aside we can't possibly ask him to turn over his parents--*
âDracula must be stopped .â Arthur said, and his tone instantly made each person sit up straighter.Â
âI don't wish to put anyone in any undue danger but--â
âI'll do it.âÂ
Each head whirled around at the declaration, to see Quincey Harker standing framed in the doorway.Â
The door they had locked before coming in, which none of them had even heard open.Â
âJust how did you get in here??â Arthur asked, wondering what new vampiric power he was going to have to produce a counter for given this intrusion.Â
Quincey for his part ducked his head sheepish and fished something out of his pocket, holding it up towards the group.Â
âLu slipped me the key this morning before she fell asleep and told me to go listen.âÂ
Of course.Â
âMr. Harker,â Edwards said slowly, speaking as if to a skittish hound, "Do you understand just what it is we're asking you to do? The danger it will bring on your head?â
Quincey's gaze dropped to the floor, and one of his hands moved to the wrist of the other, rubbing softly at clear skin that had only a few hours ago been mottled black and blue.
âI believe danger has already come to me sir, and to all of you because of me.â
â I know you said you wouldnât send me out as a scapegoat. But I-I wish to help. I couldnâtâŚI couldnât call myself a good man if I didnât do my own part to stop FaâŚThe Count. Youâre right, Lord Godalming, he must be stopped, he deserves to be stopped.â
The boy stopped, swallowed hard, before continuing, hands clenching and unclenching.
 âHe threatened Lu, he tried to hurt her and⌠he-he hurt Mama and PapaâŚheâs been hurting them for a very long timeâŚâÂ
He raised his head and looked Arthur steadily in the eye, his own dark red ones alight with hardened determination.Â
âIâll help you to find him, so that you can stop him from hurting anyone else. ButâŚâ
âBut?â Arthur echoed, raising an eyebrow.
âButâŚI would ask, thatâthat you donât harm my parents.â
ââŚAnd if your parents try to harm any of us?â
Quincey looked as if he was about to object, to say that they never would do such a thing, but stopped, swallowed again, and said quietly, âYou of course should be able to defend yourselvesâŚbut please, donât hurt them if you possibly can.â
Arthurâs nails dug into the palms of his hands, memories of white snow awash with red blood threatening to rise up and undo the little calm heâd held onto this whole meeting. The faces of Jack and Dr Van Helsing and his own Quincey flashed across his mind, one by one. All the men this boy was named for, all the men his father had cut down like nothing.
Didnât he owe the dead and damaged vengeance for what theyâd lost?Â
âŚ.Would vengeance bring any of it back?
 At last, he managed to grit out;
âI promise, that no harm will come to your parents, so long as they pose no harm to anyone else. Thatâs the best I can do. Does everyone agree?âÂ
There was a faint murmur of assent from the group, with a nod from Jack. Arthur nodded back, before turning once more to Quincey, and there was steel in his voice as he said;
âAnd you must promise me something in return, Harker.â
âYes sir?â
âYou say you love my daughter, you want to undertake this mission so that you can protect her?â
The boy blushed deeply, and Arthur had the bizarre realization he was blushing with Luâs own blood, her gift to him coursing through his veins.
âOh yes sir! Iâd do anything for her.â
Arthur nodded, his blue eyes narrowing as he locked them on Quinceyâs red ones.
âThen you promise me, that when it comes down to it, no matter what happens going forward, that you will do anything for her. You choose her , you understand? You do whatever it takes to keep her safe and whole and alive.â
He wanted to say: âIf sheâs so damn willing to walk into hell for you, it only seems right you live up to your family legacy and follow after her. If your father was willing to slaughter all the other people who he cared for to save the woman theyâd failed to, the least you can do is the same. She must be the priority, no one else, no matter whom, no matter the bond. â Therefore shall a man leave his father and his mother, and shall cleave unto his wife and they shall be one fleshâ and all that.â
Of course, given the boyâs reaction to seeing a crucifix for the first time, Arthur doubted heâd ever so much as seen a Bible, let alone read one to recognize the verse. Remembering the crucifix, Arthur made a point to tell the young vampire to start wearing it. Heaven knows the boy could stand to have some extra protection going forward. They all could.
But back to the matter at hand.
âDo you understand what I mean when I say âyou choose herâ?â
Quinceyâs face paled slightly, Luâs blood rushing back to hide within his barely beating heart. But at last he whispered.
âYes sirâŚI doâŚAnd I promiseâ
Arthur nodded, satisfied. The boy had never lied, Arthur wasnât sure he even knew how.
âGood. Well you may as well go back and see if Luâs awake and have her come in on all this properly. Iâm sure she already told you to report back everything you heard anyway.â
A small smile crossed Quinceyâs face, and from his other pocket, he pulled a small notebook and a bit of pencil.
âI took notesâ
Of course he did. If there was anything else one could mark as an hereditary trait of the Harkers, they were wonderful for taking notes, no matter the circumstances. If they all managed to live through this, maybe Arthur would finally see about getting the boy his inheritance in the solicitors firm. It was probably time it moved on from being a front for the organization to getting used for actual real estate opportunities, with property taxes going up and all.Â
âAlright then, go and get her. And then, weâll get to workâ
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I have to give credit to @see-arcane on tumblr for the line âheâs been hurting them for a long timeâ as it came from their own divergent Blood of My Blood fic which ripped my heart out and can be found here
Also the people at Arthur's round table are all from actual ghost/spooky stories of the time!
Alwyne Hargreaves nee Sargent is from Allen Upward's "The Ghost Hunters" series
Ben Edwards is the hithertoo unnamed narrator or E. F. Benson's "The Room in the Tower"
Henry Harrington is a character from M.R. James' excellent "Casting the Runes"
(All of which I would highly recommed listening to for free at the links provided)
And Kate Reed was a cut character from the original Dracula novel, a friend of Mina and Lucy and Jonathan's from school.
#blood of my blood#dracula#arthur holmwood#quincey morris#jack seward#lu holmwood#casting the runes#mr james#ef benson#the room in the tower#allen upward#the ghost hunters#victorian horror#edwardian horror#ghost stories#vampires#dracula fanfiction#re dracula#dracula daily
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Ok, a magic system that involves drawing sigils in the air. But instead of being runes, they're more like a Swype keyboard. So sometimes the magic "autocorrects" to something else. Oh did you mean to cast fire ball? Too bad. You cast fore ball. Now you're shooting golf balls.
#world building#magic system#magic#wizards#wizardposting#wizardblr#casting hell instead of he'll and now he's toast#dungeons and dragons#dnd#runes#sigil magic#rune magic#fantasy world#fantasy world building
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5/6/24
today i am stronger than i know. iâm capable of handling challenges and facing my fears. my tune reinforces the idea of strength and courage. healing, victory, and success are all on my way. :)
#baby witch#beginner witch#green witch#norse runes#rune casting#tarot#tarot cards#tarot community#tarot reading#tarot witch#tarotcommunity#tarotblr#daily tarot#tarot deck#strength#tiwaz
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Yuck!NORMANOSBORN
#tssm#spectacular spider man#the spectacular spider man#norman osborn#tssm norman osborn#skyrim#I HATE THIS GAME I HATE THIS GAME I HATE THIS GAME I HATE THIS GAME I HATE THIS GAME I HATE THIS GAME#I HATE THIS GAME I HATE THIS GAME I HATE THIS GAME I HATE THIS GAME I HATE THIS GAME#he's an altmer </3#JUST LIKE MANNIMARCO HEHE#I LOVE NECROMANCY#mannimarco#mannimarco!#mannimarco!!#mannimarco!!!#mannimarco!!!!#mannimarco!!!!!#mannimarco!!!!!!#mannimarco!!!!!!!#mannimarco!!!!!!!!#mannimarco!!!!!!!!!#mannimarco!!!!!!!!!!!#mannimarco!!!!!!!!!!#someone take this game away from me please i keAHRHRHFJGHXJCKGKV#im feeling villainous rn im feeling devious and malicious im going to cast a mean little spell on someone#fireball attack#lightning rune on the floor#ZAP#ZApP
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-- No. 096 Mind Flayer
#it needs like 18 mana which is 8 more than my current maximum lol#so not casting that any time soon i guess#oh well a very cool design#lost kingdoms#rune (2002)#gaming in the moonsink#apologies if I actually end up just posting all the cards#some of them look pretty meh so probably not#but the likelihood is rising#katia's cardcase
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Tarot and Rune Spreads
#tarot#divination#tarot cards#psychic readings#intuitive readings#runes#rune readings#tarot blr#tarot community#rune casting#rune divination
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