#classifications - gorgons

[neuroprincess]

Broken Rules - Larissa Weems/Female Reader

Larissa Weems/Female Reader

Summary: An unfair deal, that's all Y/N gets from Larissa and was enough until it wasn't anymore. After a few glasses of wine and sudden courage she questions the woman, this could work or ruin everything for good.

Classification: +18, Angst, Slight Smut, Fluff

Warnings: Alcohol consumption, arguing, harsh words, swearing, slight sex, injury, denial of feelings, unrequited love, jealousy, hurt/comfort

Word count: +6400

Unrevised

There are three essential rules for this deal, in black and white, very clear imposed since the first night they spent together. The third is crystal clear, not least, never spend the night, this one is understandable considering the academy and how awkward a teacher leaving the principal's living quarters so early would be. That's the excuse Y/N gives herself every time she has to sneak through the halls of Nevermore in the middle of the night. Second rule, never tell anyone. This kills her inside, in these months all she wants to do in good and bad moments is to share with someone about how she feels, not even with the blonde can she talk because it would imply the first and most important rule. No falling in love, which means they don't talk about anything but professional matters, they don't kiss unless they are having sex and that is all Y/N can get out of this deal. Sex. Stress relief. Sometimes some sexual gift, nothing personal.  

The teacher repeats the rules mentally as she serves herself with a glass of wine, standing with back to her mistress who finishes paperwork at the office desk. Well, she arrived at the appointed time, but Larissa ended up delaying some important matters and now has to finish. Y/N asked if she should leave, receiving only a negative nod. The week was more exhausting than usual, a visit from a couple of parents for an unexpected situation, some student managed to break the plumbing of the bathroom sink and a gorgon accidentally petrified his friend, all problems that earned her complex resolutions, headache and extra paperwork to fill out. 

"So, why the parents came here?" she asks, still not turning around, putting the bottle in the same place and raising the glass to lips, sipping the sweet liquid "Both Nikolas and Lucinda are great kids." 

"They really are, but none of their families support the relationship between vampires and werewolves. Nothing that you, being a normie, understand."  

"Well, I may not be an outcast, but I live with them every day and I am in this world. You are one of those who advocates harmony between normies and outcasts, I don't understand..."  

"It's not the same thing." the blonde says simply and shrugs, her tone of voice unchanged, eyes still fixed on the printed words.  

Y/N huffs and takes a generous sip of wine, feeling the burning in the throat from alcohol, sorrow and a little bit of anger. She stares at her boss, clothes perfectly clean and well ironed, the red lipstick highlighting her fleshy lips, hair styled, long fingers wandering across the surface and blue eyes standing out in the whole scene, literally a sight to take breath away and maybe the rest of the sanity the younger still possesses after swallowing the entire contents of the glass in seconds. The glass is filled again and soon is empty, this repeats until she drinks the fourth in a row, the burning no longer bothers her, the heat rises through her body, head spins for a millisecond before turning to face Larissa again. She sighs and walks at a slow pace until she is in front of the large desk, her mind once full of things to say slowly becoming blank, void, just as it always is around the tall woman. Perhaps this is the spell and reason for them to continue in this unfair deal, it's like the white witch has put a spell on the simple peasant human, who would kiss her feet in adoration. 

"What?" Weems asks raising her gaze for the first time since the other entered the room, a little annoyed by the sudden proximity "Did you drink before coming here?" the teacher just denies with a nod, continuing to stare at her with a neutral expression "So why do you look like shit? You know, I don't care, as long as you didn't show up in front of the students like that."  

The words sound normal to her, but to Y/N it's a painful feeling in the chest similar to an anvil being thrown, hurts, weighs down and she can't move staying in the same place. The neutral expression falls apart, eyes instantly getting watery and whole face burning as she fights the imminent cry, in fact she only realizes she is crying when a drop hits the document in front of her, the first of many that start to fall even though she tries to contain them. She knows she doesn't look like shit but at most blushing after drinking. There is no way she looks like shit because between the end of classes and going to the principal's office passed by her own dorm to get ready, try to look impeccable for their weekly "date", put on her new dress bought a few weeks ago on a visit to Jericho, touched up the daily makeup, brushed hair and put on her favorite perfume, the only one that didn't make Larissa complain.  

"Y/N?" the voice is low and nonchalant when she calls her, with a hint of concern that goes unnoticed.  

"I don't look like shit...I've tidied myself up, my hair is in place, I'm smelling good.... Why the hell do you hate me?" she asks finally after trying to defend herself uselessly, they are simply unimportant words when a dull expression takes over the blonde's face and then surprise at the question "You always act like I'm inferior, then say I look like shit and accuse me of getting drunk around the students, something I would never do because I love and respect them. Am I such a cheap person to you?"

"I didn't mean that..."  

"Then what did you mean?" the question is angry, totally emotional, and the voice comes out ragged, raw with genuine desire to understand the other woman.  

"Y/N, you are on dangerous ground, this is against our deal." Larissa says gently after pulling herself together from the initial shock "Don't do something you'll regret."  

"Damn, so that's what I am to you? I try to lie to myself that I am someone for you, someone you can.... Just can..." she tries to find words that get stuck in the throat and mind turns to blank mist again when she realizes that the principal is staring at her, an almost smile rising on lips, not a smile of encouragement, seems almost cruel like a hunter waiting for the hare to fall into the trap and the younger would not give her this taste or reason to smile "I am and always will be just sex for you, right?" the blonde just nods in agreement "Right." 

The teacher just nods while kneeling, which leaves the taller one momentarily confused until she finds her crawling to the middle of her legs, no longer caring about the condition of the dress, makeup drips down cheeks, eyes are distant and face is flushed, not in a positive way, now Y/N looks like shit and it's not a good feeling knowing she's the cause of it. Something presses Larissa's chest making the smile that was rising die instantly. Everything is too fast, the usually gentle fingers of the younger are quick and imprecise, desperate to lift the gray dress up to waist length. The woman lifts her hips helping, soon the lace panties are exposed, framing the path between the long pale legs. The fabric is just set aside as the head disappears under the table and fabric of the dress, the principal's hands grab a handful of the girl's hair pulling her to herself hoping to feel more pleasure, but there is nothing but a shiver and the slight sensation, she simply cannot delight in the skilled tongue circling the clit, nor touches that usually make her melt. A nagging sensation seeps into her chest and stomach churns, even as she closes the eyes trying to erase the pitiful image of the younger, unsuccessfully, the blotchy and weeping face invades her mind, it's intrusive and strangely... painful. Blue eyes open, she stares into the ceiling mirror feeling a little nauseous at the sight and a hand pulls Y/N's hair back, stopping her from continuing, also making her unbalanced falling on the floor and hitting the back of head against the wooden end of the desk. She just groans in pain, confused in a drunken state and not understanding exactly what had just happened.  

"What is it?" she asks taking a her own hand to head where it hurts, a little surprised to find the part slightly moist, but she doesn't care, everything hurts and that's the lesser of it "Isn't that what you wanted?!"  

"It was, actually it is. But not like this. Clean yourself up first, look decent."  

"So I have to look decent to fuck you? Got it." Y/N laughs humorlessly but stands up to do it, hands resting on the woman's thighs to stand without caring that she is being ignored, the blonde looks at some specific spot on the wall avoiding looking down "I'll be right back." she walks with slow steps to the bathroom attached to the office, closing the door behind her.  

"Shit!" Larissa lets out the air she didn't even realize was holding and lowers her gaze, the memory of the girl there still present, a shiver runs through her body and eyes widen as she notices contrasting crimson on the pale knees, the perfect mark of fingers stamping across skin. She barely has time to think about it as the sound of something falling in the bathroom makes her jump out of the chair "Y/N?" without an answer. 

She waits a few seconds still unanswered until walking quickly to the bathroom, opening the door without knocking or asking for again, extremely relieved to find the younger bent over the sink rubbing her face with the running water, black mascara staining the white sink, a little red mixed in. A decorative plant is scattered on the floor, that is the less important thing. The image scares Weems, she freezes in place for an instant and the next is running around the bathroom looking for a towel or something that can wipe the head of her, grabbing a white hand towel from the cabinet. Without a second thought she pushes Y/N lightly, opening space so she can moisten the cloth and gently presses it where the injury was.  

"What are you doing?" the teacher asks confused as she lifts the face, finally seeing her condition clearly in the reflection of the mirror, feeling even more miserable.  

"You hurt your head..."  

"And? Not like it matters." she shrugs, grabbing another towel from the cabinet to dry her face, wiping the last remnants of makeup off "You can drop it and go back to your place, I just need a moment."  

The woman drops the towel and walks away with hands outstretched in surrender, almost rolling the eyes at such stubbornness.  

"I'm going back to the paperwork, you can go to your dorm."  

 "You don't want to anymore?" Y/N asks with head down, not having the courage to look her in the eye.  

"No." she replies simply and walks away, her conscience seemingly clear that she seems to be physically fine despite everything. 

She sits down in the chair again, staring at nothing, and eyes wander to the table in the corner of the office, the bottle of wine reserved for the night practically empty. That explains everything. Y/N is weak to alcohol, one glass is enough for her to be a complete mess for the rest of the night, one bottle can be... terrible. After two minutes without any movement or sign of life from inside the bathroom the worry takes over, what if she fell in the bathroom? No, there would be noise. Or she sat down and lost consciousness? If she is feeling sick... Larissa interrupts her own thoughts trying to tell herself that Y/N is a grown woman and can handle it, while she can barely control the panic with the idea that something serious is happening. It is a bloody cut, the one on the back of the head, one of the most fragile and dangerous places to hit. She is brought out of thoughts when she hears the door being opened, immediately looking for the younger and sees her struggling to walk, barefoot with the shoes in one hand and the other holding the towel. Face now clean, hair pinned up and she looks a little more sober, only looks, because legs cross each step, causing her to almost fall over after losing the support of the door frame. 

"Leave me..." she whispers when feels the presence of the other woman, who has run in stride to support her "I'll handle this on my own."  

"Fuck off, stop being stubborn." the tall takes her in arms ignoring the protests to leave her on the floor and walks quickly to the other door attached to the office, this one leads to a private bedroom "Be quiet." she says harshly when the younger doesn't stop complaining, trying to get out of her arms. That manages to make silence reign.  

Everything goes by like a blur, Y/N being placed on the soft bed, large elegant hands working to push the hair aside so that the severity of the injury can be checked, to great relief discovering it to be something superficial, but still needed some extra care. The small cut is carefully cleaned with cotton, saline and antiseptic, then gently dried, Larissa improvises a bandage with gauze and adhesive tape. The pain makes the girl moan from time to time, no matter how hard she tries to hold herself together it's almost impossible, the drunkenness that washes over her body also takes away any extra resistance. When the bandage is finished she tries to get up, being stopped by the same hands that took care, making her sit against the mattress again. They stare at each other for a few seconds before the older one turns her face away not supporting the eye contact.   

"Now can I leave?" Y/N asks after a few minutes of awkward silence.  

"No. Lie down." the blonde orders and gets up, walking to the closet from where she pulls out extra pillows and blankets, when turning around she almost drops everything on the floor at the sight "Please, put your clothes back on."  

Y/N props herself up on elbows and stares at her confused, sex is the only thing Larissa wants from her, she has made that clear many times and half an hour ago too. It's just sex. That's what sums up the "relationship" and the reason for the deal that makes her days miserable. And in the same night the woman denies it twice, in fact now seems even disgusted to look at her. She rises feeling defeat coursing inside, from flesh to bone, everything hurts, but nothing compares to the pain that forms in her chest every second she spends in this place. Soon her underwear and dress are put back on, the fabric already crumpled, a bit mismatched, very different from how it was before.  

"Here." the principal places two pillows on the left side of the bed, fluffing them and indicating with a hand for the other to lie down, which she does without asking questions despite the extremely confused look, as if it were nothing more than a strange dream "You need to stay awake for at least an hour, to make sure it was nothing more serious, after that you can go. " the younger just nods, carefully laying down, a groan of pain escapes as head reaches the pillow, soon a pill is placed in front of her "Painkiller." 

"Is it dipyrone?"  

 "No, ibuprofen, I know you are allergic to dipyrone."  

"Thank you."  

"Okay." Larissa shrugs and walks to the other side of the bed, sitting up "You know we can't continue after today, right?!"  

"Why?" her voice comes out broken, a lump forming in the throat at the mere thought of not being with the woman anymore, even if only for sex.  

"We broke the rules, you talked about feelings, I took care of you and now I'm letting you spend the night, none of that is part of the deal." they don't look each other in the eye for different reasons, the blonde sighs before continuing "That breaks the idea of friends with benefits."  

"To be friends with benefits we should be friends in the first place, but I don't think we ever were. You despise me." Y/N whispers bitterly and turns away, she would not give the other the pleasure of seeing her cry.  

"You're right."  

Time passes torturously slowly, Y/N tries not to cry again, which becomes impossible with the indifference and tension that builds more and more every second, then concentrates on not letting it become obvious, holding back sobs and shaking body. Everything hurts, face, chest, hands gripping hard on the pillow and an annoying headache, despite having taken ibuprofen earlier. For an hour and a half Larissa calls her sporadically to check if she is awake or not, occasionally asking if she feels nauseous or anything else, soon discovering that these are symptoms of post-drinking so she stops asking little by little until is completely quiet. That's when the teacher finally falls asleep, the blonde and usually kind (to others) principal in her mind, still trying not to believe it's over. Trying to fool herself with the idea, maybe the slightest possibility, that it's a nightmare where everything they had just slipped through her fingers because of a bottle of wine. 

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A week later Y/N finds herself running through the halls of Nevermore, dressed impeccably in a casual women's suit set in her favorite color, high heels tapping against the floor, hair brushed presentably, makeup light and she was glad to finally have the bandage off, it would surely spoil the perfect look to finally meet her students' parents. It has been six months of preparation for this moment, of course there are parents who were not very receptive to the idea of their children being taught by a simple normie who was not even raised in Jericho, just as there were those who supported her hiring and seem equally excited to meet her. Parents' Weekend is the opportunity to do that. She stops in front of the door and sighs, smoothing the fabric of the suit so that it is totally flawless, then smoothed the thin tank top under the blazer, for some reason it seems to be looser against the chest and dangerously close to the edge of the neckline, a few necklaces adorning majestically. The teacher knows she should be feeling fabulous with this look and the greetings she has rehearsed for hours memorized, but nothing takes her away from the miserable state she has been in for a week since she woke up alone in Weems' bedroom, with only a note on the bedside recommending that she go to the doctor and the best way out, without the danger of being seen, would be through the side door. Since then she has been trying to pull herself together, which means trying to avoid the woman as much as possible until it stops hurting.  

"You can do it, Y/N. You can take anything for 10 seconds, so just start over and everything will work out." she whispers to herself, closing the eyes in concentration "Allons-y!"  

And it all worked out, better than she could have imagined, the principal was nowhere to be seen, at least not in her field of vision. The first parents to show any interest were a vampire's parents, of the youngest, who complimented her highly on how she helped him adjust away from home, the three greeted each other happily before a gentle conversation. Which caught the attention of another vampire family, these were quieter, but equally kind. After an hour of the event she couldn't even count on fingers how many parents she managed to talk to and captivate, all making clear that despite initial reservations they had a good surprise and results with her hiring. This cheered the younger up a bit, at least something seems to be working out in her life, it's that saying, lucky in gambling and unlucky in love. 

"So you are the beautiful young lady my son talks so much about?" a voice comes up behind her after saying goodbye to Ajax's parents, when she turns around finds a tall man with striking features, sculpted body highlighted by the cut of his suit and a pair of mesmerizing chocolate eyes "Lucien Corbyn..." 

"Elijah's father?!" the parental connection between them is obvious, the boy being a souped up image of him "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Corbyn! Your son is a great student and very kind." she extends a hand expecting the man to shake, being surprised by the touch of his rough hand leading hers to his lips, where he leaves a lingering kiss, staring her in the eyes the whole time.  

"The pleasure is all mine." he whispers and smiles lowering his hand, still holding hers "Of course Eli is, he's my son and was raised by me...only me. All credit to his father." and blinks, trying to hint that he is a solo and consequently single father  

"I'm not surprised, you two are so much alike. Strong genes." Y/N comments nonchalantly, not realizing how this affects the instinct of the werewolf, who raises an eyebrow feeling audacious and also lucky to have finally found the perfect woman after the former wife's leaving.  

She may not have noticed, but the tall woman across the courtyard did and felt extremely uncomfortable at the sight, Larissa was present at the event the entire time, the first 40 minutes spent solving small problems and talking to the parents who donate money to the academy funds. Trying to be as invisible as possible, at the same time her eyes were always on her, the girl who torments days and takes away sleep at night with the simple fact of existing. Sometimes she got lost in the topic of some parent because her focus was too much on the teacher interacting with the families and giving attention to each one of them, after she pulled herself together, she excused and tried to dissipate it from mind, uselessly, since in the next second she was already doing the same thing. And she mentally thanked for repeating the behavior. Corbyn is a wealthy werewolf, leader of the wolf pack, they went to university together, in fact the man was a great conqueror until he married and had the son, but werewolves like big families, have lots of children to make the pack bigger, and he has made it clear in the last two years that he is in search of another mate to give him that.  

She greets the mother of some siren she can't even remember the name of, and walks slowly over to where the pair are talking, watching the interaction from a distance. Lucien still holds her hand, his other hand caressing her elbow, but Y/N barely notices because she is too excited talking about his son, one of the favorite children. His eyes are no longer on her face, the blonde can see the lust stamped on the werewolf's face as he stares at a lower point, the teacher's breasts. The two mounds are partially exposed by the neckline of the tank top she wears under her blazer, showing flushed skin and a small part of her lace bra, shit, even she can't look away and has been there, she knows every detail by heart, the softness to the touch, the nipples and how sensitive they can be tearing out sinful moans. Everything about her is sinful and Larissa was once the greatest sinner. As approaches she unconsciously takes off the gray coat, which is landing on Y/N's shoulders in seconds, she is startled by the touch and almost cannot believe it when she hears the familiar voice beside her, nor that the soft delicate gloved hands she misses so much are around shoulders holding her tightly, if it were someone else she might say it feels like a possessive touch.  

"I believe Elijah is expecting his father to spend time with him and not with the teacher." she says with venom in voice, a huge fake smile on the lips, staring at his hand hoping the man gets the hint.  

"You are right, Principal Weems. I am here for my little wolf." Corbyn agrees with an even more fake smile as he understands the message, instead of letting her go he squeezes the hand even tighter and brings it to his lips again "I hope to see you soon, beautiful young lady. The pack can't wait to host a dinner on your behalf." he winks and finally lets her go, looking directly at the blonde "See you later, Principal!" and doesn't get a response.  

Y/N keeps a neutral expression until Lucien disappears from sight soon after finding his son in the crowd and as soon as she doesn't see him uses the arms to try to get rid of the coat, but the long arms stop her and Larissa turn around so that they are face to face, without saying anything she adjusts the piece against the girl's body, covering her breasts and then fastens the buttons quickly. They stare at each other in the process, feeling the strangeness of the moment hit the pit of their stomachs, one feeling nauseous and the other boiling with anger inside, sunk in a feeling similar to jealousy, even if she denies it to herself.  

"It's cold." she says shrugging and adjusts the collar of the coat, not failing to notice how big this looks on Y/N, like a big fancy dress, it's almost.. cute to look at.  

"I have coats, you can have yours back." her voice comes out in a whisper and she tries to take off the coat again, but is stopped by the taller one, arms wrapping around her again so she doesn't do that "Principal Weems..."  

"Let's go inside."  

Before she can refuse she feels herself being held by the hand and dragged across the courtyard, barely able to keep up with the woman's steps, partly because of the height difference and also the heavy piece of clothing larger than her, which drags along the ground, none of them caring. On the way some parents observe the scene, from curious to pitying looks, thinking that maybe the teacher was in trouble for some reason, none of them had seen this angry expression on the principal's face before. She just lowers the gaze as just lets be led, knowing that there is no point in arguing, making a scene in front of parents is the last thing she wants.  

"What the hell were you thinking flirting with a student's father?" Larissa asks loudly, holding herself back from screaming, once they enter her office.  

"I wasn't..."  

"Yes, you were. Corbyn is the leader of a wolf pack, an alpha looking for a wife and someone to have his little wolves." she interrupts the younger angrily dumping the facts on the table.  

"And?" the answer is simple and mocking, increasing the tension in the room. The blue eyes fill with more anger.  

"You don't really know the werewolves, the alphas...they are...you are more than that. More than a trophy to exhibit, than a... breeding slut." the words coming out of her mouth surprises them both, vulgar language compared to her exquisite vocabulary.  

"What if marriage and children is something I want? At least Lucien would treat me well, not even hide me." Y/N teases and shrugs, even though she is completely disgusted inside at the idea of that man touching her in this way, besides, she really doesn't know much about werewolves and the classes of the species "And maybe I would be loved."  

In less than a second she finds herself practically lying on the armchair with the woman's body on top of hers, kneeling on the floor not caring about the expensive dress, faces inches apart, warm breath against lips and their eyes meet once again, there is fragility in both, many buried feelings suddenly showing. One hand of Larissa's holds the smaller wrist to the top of the armchair, above head, and the other lands below thigh, lifting the leg for the younger to wrap around her waist, so she does instinctively. 

"I can give you all of this, right now if you want me to." the older whispers without leaving her eyes, for the first time since they met she showed some vulnerability and to their surprise tears emerged, falling down her face faster than it came "Y/N, I can and want to give you all of this, whatever you wish."  

"Then why?" she is confused and shocked, for the past few months the thing she wished most is that someday hopefully her feelings would be reciprocated, receiving only coldness and indifference, accepting the crumbs of the deal they had, it was enough until no more, "Larissa, you despised me for months, as if I was nothing, invisible, even professionally, doubting my abilities just for being a normie. You made me feel...worthless, unworthy of love."  

"And I'm miserable for doing that to you, it was never my intention, but when I realized I was already putting up barriers and more barriers to keep you away, yet I couldn't. My romantic past is terrible, I've been hurt a lot by people whom I gave myself to and trusted blindly. For a blind person, as I was, pushing you away and hurting you seemed better than letting myself be hurt once again. I know, that's no excuse for all the shit I put you through. But I was broken emotionally when I met you, so that's why..." the principal stops talking when she feels Y/N's free hand gently wipe away her tears, thumb resting on the now flushed cheeks "I'm not trying to justify it, but I really was afraid to let you in, then when you were gone I realized that being afraid of losing you is bigger, also hurts more. That night I cried hiding in the office after you slept and uselessly tried to convince myself that it was the best thing for both of us, even if it was burning me up inside. And now that I saw that disgusting man touching you hurt like hell, I realized that I can't stand the idea of someone else being in your life like that."  

"I..." 

"Please forgive me, you were never worthless, I never despised you, never thought you were any of that, fuck, I don't even care that you are normie and I hired you precisely because you are fucking bright, a great teacher and role model for our students. I just can't say I'm sorry for being an asshole and for all the cruel words I've said, if you want I'll wash my mouth out with soap. Y/N, listen very attentively to my words now." Larissa leaves the wrist and long fingers run across the girl's face, admiring every detail, feeling her chest heavy as she remembers that damn night when she was a complete idiot, hurt her in so many ways and made her cry, when she thought lost her forever "You are worthy of all the love in the world, all the happiness, all the affection and you deserve only good things, I made a lot of mistakes, I was the worst person. But..." she sighs and tries to wipe the new wave of tears, anxiety taking over mind and heart "Can you give me a chance? To reward you and show you how much I appreciate you, if you want the world I'll try to give you just to show how deeply I love you."  

"You what?" both are shocked at the sudden declaration.  

"I..." red painted lips quiver and her eyes become clearer, like crystal water, Y/N sees the pure truth about her feelings behind them "I love you." she finally says, word for word, loud and clear.  

"I love you too." the younger whispers, those words meaning more than that, it's forgiveness. They draw closer and slowly bring their lips together.   

It's gentle and soft, as if this is the first time and they are discovering each other, very different from the real first time their lips touched months before, which led them to start everything. Neither can believe that this is really happening, or how amazing they feel with a simple kiss after having done so much more than that before. Lips move in sync, hearts racing and they engage in a tight hug, the blonde's arms taking the smaller body to herself, holding her lovingly by the waist and the back of neck. What makes Y/N groan in pain between the kiss, they separate momentarily only for Larissa to check if she is okay, that injury haunted her for a whole week, only reassured after threatening the doctor to tell about the health condition of her beloved. She soon discovers that the teacher is fine, as she is pulled in by Y/N to continue kissing, this time more intense, tongues meet immediately, feeling and exploring each other's mouths with affection and desire, so much desire that makes the skin burn, feverish with love. It's a kiss that is full of all the feelings hidden for months, of the pain they have gone through in different ways, but about the same thing, the desire to be together. 

"What are we now?" Y/N asks as soon as their lips part and they are looking at each other again, this time instead of tears there are genuine and almost shy smiles "And what are we doing?"  

"Well, I was planning to take you on a date and propose formally..."  

 "Really, Weems? I thought your silly hand was driving us to another thing..." she points to the long fingers under the coat, between the fabric of her tank top and the waistband of the pants.  

"I'm sorry." she is about to take the hand away from there, but is stopped and feels the soft lips against hers again in a quick kiss.  

"It's okay..." the buttons are slowly unbuttoned, the tank top showing and when Larissa moves closer to kiss her the fabric is accidentally pulled, exposing even more breasts along with the lace bra that almost drove the principal crazy earlier.  

"If I didn't know you I'd say it was all planned." the two laugh and the taller one nods in denial, then pulls on the coat wrapping herself in it, bodies pretty much attached inside "Please, never let Lucien come near you like that again. Just seeing him touching and looking at you like that made me boil inside, I wanted to kill him."  

"He wouldn't have come close if I already belonged to someone."  

"Fair enough. And that brings us to the previous question, are we more than girlfriends?" the blonde asks a little fearfully afraid she's jumping the gun, they've been sleeping together for about six months now, but under her stupid terms, fruits of damn insecurity "Or...?"  

"We are whatever we want to be." she thinks of an objective answer, but not even she, who has always wanted this relationship, knows how to define what they have.  

"Then you will be mine, in every way. Body, soul, and mind." they intertwine fingers and Larissa has to fight back new tears when the other nods in agreement, the fear of speaking this fading, her heart speeds up even more "We have a lot to fix, I have a lot to make up for, but I want to be better for you, to be worthy to call you girlfriend and one day wife."  

"You are already worthy, you just didn't know it." Y/N whispers with emotion in voice, fighting back her own tears as she faces the woman she loves in the same state, their heads touch and both close eyes just enjoying the moment, feeling the calm after the storm "It's okay now."  

"It's okay now." she agrees opening a smile and they gap a little, staring at each other "Damn, I can't believe I finally had the courage to say I love you." 

"Neither do I, it's like you're a different Larissa, a better Rissa, who talks, gives affection, knows how to express yourself." the younger's hands run down the principal's neck and rest on the soft face, caressing cheek, then the temple, eyebrows, nose, chin and finally the fleshy lips that quiver at the gentle touch "And love me."  

Their lips come together again in a delicate and emotional kiss, still a new feeling to be able to touch and be like this after all they have been through. What they are doing is no longer relieving stress or satisfy horniness trying to control all the built up sexual tension, there are no sloppy kisses, rushed hands, cold touches and even less the usual neglect. It's exactly the opposite of that, affection is conveyed with every touch and the kisses seem simply addictive, like they could live this moment forever and if at some point they parted it would fade away, just like their dreams before.  

"I knew I couldn't kiss you this way before or I would fall to my knees in love..." Larissa murmurs between the kiss and points to how she stands in front of the armchair, on knees between her legs, hands holding her "And I was right."  

"You're such an idiot, Rissa." they smile and the blonde pulls her around the waist, rubbing hips against Y/N's intimacy, both moan at the friction "My Rissa..."  

"Only yours. And you only mine."  

"I have never been so happy to break rules in my life."  

"And I thank you for it."  

They feel deep happiness and peace, nothing matters around, Parents' Weekend, not even the rowdy students, this is their moment. As soon as their lips touch again calmness hangs over heads, there is no more fear, pain or anything like that, just the feeling of being realized and complete after letting love speak louder.  

"I love you, Y/N..." 

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—-The Lands of Mythos—-

—-KEEP IN MIND—-

This world is a HEAVY work in progress! I GUARANTEE that more Mythical Creatures and Cryptids will be added to this list in the future!!!

I am also very open to Mythical Creature/Cryptid suggestions!

—-Main Elements and their Subgroups—-

Cosmos

-is it’s own element, a classification only given to what are seen as gods.

Elementless

-Has no Element Subgroups

Fire

-Flame

-Dune

-Savannah

Sea

-Reef

-Open Ocean

-Deep Sea

-Shore

-Polar

Earth

-Forest

-Jungle

-Swamp

-Stone

Sky

-Storm

-Breeze

-Light

Night

-Moon

-Stars

-Dusk

Dark

-Shadow

-Fear

-Sleep

—-(Each Creature’s Element Subclass) (so far)—-

Notes:

1, TLoM takes place on a giant World-Back Turtle. In fact, “Mythos” is not only the name of the world, but the name of the Turtle everyone lives on. There are also no “planets” per se, but World Turtles can have orbiting moons and suns!

2, Space in this world is like an endless ocean with its own creatures and ecosystems!

3, Some creatures can create hybrids, these are called Chimeras! Hybrids between creatures of the dragon family have their own Chimera class due to the creatures of the draconian family being held so sacred. Naturally, these specific Chimeras are called “Draconian Chimeras”. One last thing about Chimeras to note, is that they can have multiple elements at once or can even be elementless!

4, Although elementless, humans are not defenseless and are not treated as such. Due to having no element, they focus on what they *can* achieve rather than what they can’t. Being the most technologically advanced and industrialized of all the creatures in Mythos.

5, Although the Cosmos is its own world entirely, the Cosmic element has no subgroups because they are considered the “Holy Element”. An Element only given to what the creatures of Mythos consider their gods.

Cosmos

(The Holy Element)

-World Turtles

-Zodiacs

-Constellations

-Angels of all kinds

-Black Hole Creatures (Currently Nameless)

Elementless

(None)

-Humans

-Modern Animals (can be found in all biomes, no matter it’s habitat)

-Modern Animals (but it’s the very inaccurate mediaeval depictions of them)

-Some Chimeras

-Some Draconian Chimeras

Sea

(Reef)

-Sea/Reef Dragons

-Reef Merfolk (Mermaids and mermen)

-Hippocampuses

-Reef Golems

-Some Chimeras

-Some Draconian Chimeras

(Open Ocean)

-Sea/Ocean Wyverns

-Ocean Merfolk (Mermaids and Mermen)

-Krakens

-Ocean Golems

-Some Chimeras

-Some Draconian Chimeras

(Deep Sea)

-Leviathans

-Deep Sea Golems

-Deep Sea Merfolk (Mermaids and Mermen)

-Some Chimeras

(Shore)

-Sea Kirins

-Shore Sirens

-Sea Griffins

-Sea Basilisks

-Mimics

-Shore Golems

-Some Chimeras

(Polar)

-Sea/Polar Drakes

-Sea/Polar Hydras

-Polar Golems

-Polar Sirens

-Some Chimeras

-Some Draconian Chimeras

Fire

(Flame)

-Fire/Flame Dragons

-Phoenixes

-Flame Elves

-Fire/Flame Kitsunes

-Kirins

-Goblins

-Flame Golems

-Golden Hinds

-Some Chimeras

-Some Draconian Chimeras

(Dune)

-Fire/Dune Wyverns

-Hydras

-Basilisks

-Sand Elves

-Dune Golems

-Some Chimeras

-Some Draconian Chimeras

(Savannah)

-Manticores

-Cockatrices

-Fire/Savannah Drakes

-Fire/Savannah Unicorns

-Savannah Elves

-Fire/Savannah Griffins

-Savannah Golems

-Some Chimeras

-Some Draconian Chimeras

Earth

(Forest)

-Earth/Forest Dragons

-Mandrakes

-Jackalopes

-Forest Elves

-Forest Golems

-Cervitaur

-Fairies

-Chupacabra

-Centaurs

-Kitsunes

-Some Chimeras

-Some Draconian Chimeras

(Jungle)

-Earth/Jungle Wyverns

-Jungle Elves

-Tarands

-Earth/Jungle Griffins

-Quetzalcoatl

-Jungle Golems

-Some Chimeras

-Some Draconian Chimeras

(Swamp)

-Bunyips

-Gorgons

-Swamp Elves

-Kelpies

-Swamp Golems

-Some Chimeras

(Stone)

-Earth/Stone Drakes

-Gnomes

-Stone Elves

-Satyrs

-Stone Golems

-Some Chimeras

-Some Draconian Chimeras

Sky

(Storm)

-Sky/Storm Wyvern

-Storm Elves

-Perytons

-Sky Kirins

-Storm Golems

-Some Chimeras

-Some Draconian Chimeras

(Breeze)

-Sky/Breeze Drake

-Breeze Elves

-Pegasi

-Hippogriffs

-Harpies

-Griffins

-Some Chimeras

-Some Draconian Chimeras

(Light)

-Sky/Light Dragons

-Light Elves

-Alicorns

-Some Chimeras

-Some Draconian Chimeras

Night

(Moon)

-Night/Moon Dragons

-Unicorns

-Moon Elves

-Mothfolk (Mothmen)

-Vampires

-Where-Folk (Where-Wolves)

-Some Chimeras

-Some Draconian Chimeras

(Stars)

-Night/Star Wyverns

-Orcs

-Pixies

-Star Elves

-Night Griffins

-Some Chimeras

-Some Draconian Chimeras

(Dusk)

-Night/Dusk Drakes

-Dusk Elves

-Minotaurs

-Trolls

-Some Chimeras

-Some Draconian Chimeras

Dark

(Shadow)

-The Dark Dragon

-Dark Unicorns

-Skinwalkers

-Some Chimeras

(Fear)

-Wendigos

-Dark Vampires

-Dark Alicorns

-Some Chimeras

(Sleep)

-Sianaches

-Some Chimeras

[mask131]

Since the casting for "Wednesday" season 2 has been revealed, I will only say one thing - and it is the only thing I will say about this show for the entire future because I was disappointed enough by the first season, I won't go back through this again. (Unless there's something really good - after all a second season can be better than the first)

One of the things that truly annoyed me with the first season of Wednesday was the obsession with labels. No, not those labels - about dividing, cataloguing, explaining every supernatural creature. You have the vampires, and the werewolves, and the gorgons, and everything is carefully named and explainable and classifiable. This reflects modern media and modern people's true obsession with simplistic system of classifications (I guess it kind of came out with Harry Potter's four-houses classifications and then went downhill from there)

Except it is very problematic in the Addams Family world, because the whole point of the "Addams Family" franchise is that everything is mysterious, eerie and unexplained. What are the Addams? WE DON'T KNOW and that's the whole point! Are they regular but creepy looking folks? Are they monsters? Are they just half-supernatural or fully supernatural? We don't know. What is Morticia? A witch? A vampire? A ghoul? Or just a very pale and sexy looking woman? We don't know! And that's what the character is about!

It is all tied to the very nature of the comic strips the Addams come from. The jokes relied on the unseen and the unexplained, on this eeriness of stuff you could guess but not be certain off, implications and answers left hidden in the shadow...

So having a neatly classified and catalogued world kind of betrays the family's original idea.

[ri47]

what are the basic classifications of pygmalions? Such as acceleration type and whatnot?

focus comes in a lot of different shapes. sometimes a pygmalion's really good at focusing energy into specific things and not so much others. the subtype of a pygmalion gives you an idea, at a glance, of what exactly the most pronounced manifestation of their focus is

an acceleration-type could very straightforwardly be good at using their focus to speed up and slow down, but at the same time, they could use it to swing weapons harder. the subtypes tell you very little concrete information, especially because one type being pronounced doesn't necessarily mean a pygmalion isn't otherwise a generalist

some of the mentioned types can be VERY roughly described as...

absorption: the pygmalion equivalent of a hirudo score, in some ways. shows how readily a pygmalion can subsume traits from those they consume

acceleration: manipulation of speed, momentum, stored energy, and other such

antisphere: to the observer, similar to acceleration. antisphere-types alter the location of things on a conceptual level, as opposed to actually moving them

distortion: the ability to "distort" reality, adjusting or tearing probability within the scope of the pygmalion's focus, usually in one semi-consistent way

ferality: manual alteration of one's own existence, especially to such an extent that different tactics would be required. a ferality-type's actual specialty is unclear without further strategic information

gorgon: a neural weight so great that the pygmalion's focus alone presents a significant threat to life. once this threshold is crossed, it tends to replace other types in proper naming

negation: negation of properties and traits, the removal of things, the approach of numbers towards zero

thrall: the imposition of conscious intent upon other existences, the insertion of thoughts, the subversion of will

[yurileclercseyeliner]

A Dumb Rant About A Webtoon

Okay so I’m actually super into reading webcomics (I read them on both Webtoon and Tapas), and although this has nothing to do with my blog (I AM considering making a side blog for webcomic content/reviews tho) I sort of feel like ranting about one that I saw. I’m sorry, but if you like Athena Complex this is probably going to piss you off. Admittedly, I couldn’t get far into the comic without being upset about this so I stopped reading a few chapters in, so that may affect my opinion here. This is mainly my opinion though, and if you disagree with me it’s fine.

So I did mention in my Fire Emblem kelpie beast unit post my opinion on mythological adaptation. Essentially, I believe that when you adapt any sort of mythological being into your story you need to keep these two things in mind:

The recognizable features/symbols/abilities: by this I mean what physical features is this being known to have, what are their physical/magical abilities, what objects are they most associated with, etc. You don’t need to have every single thing that is mentioned in the source material, just a decent combination of them that can allow the reader to easily connect the adaptation to the source material.

This factor mainly applies to individual characters as opposed to a full species or classification of creatures (I have read a decent number of mythological adaptations and have seen a mythical species depicted as evil in one adaptation and benevolent or neutral in another and enjoyed both, it all depends on if it makes sense in the context). What are the character’s main personal views, goals, and motivations? By this I mean how do they think and what are their views on the world around them, and what is the context surrounding that? Essentially, what can their main personalities and motivations be boiled down to and why?

After those two factors, I think that you can then go buck wild with any other characterization as long as it isn’t contradictory and makes sense in your story.

Now that I have set that down here’s my deal with Athena Complex. Athena Complex is a Webtoon based on Greek mythology that follows Athena, the Greek goddess of wisdom and strategy. She falls in love with Poseidon, the god of the sea, and is rejected by him. Fueled by vengeance and a desire to win his heart she takes the form of a high school boy in order to take revenge on his reincarnation. Basically, this entire Webtoon is practically a public execution of a large part of what makes Athena, well, Athena.

First off, I will give credit to Athena Complex for at least getting the symbolism correct, Athena is a goddess of wisdom and war and when in the form of a goddess her design reflects that with her armor, among other things such as her association with owls, so the first aspect that I mentioned is fine.

Additionally there is the fact that they also did heavily tap into the prideful aspect of Athena’s nature. Essentially in the source material Athena is a VERY prideful goddess and will take any opportunity to prove her worth if someone attempt to upstage her, and gets very angry when she fails or is insulted in the process (ie the story of Arachne, the story behind the double flute). This aspect could also be seen slightly in Athena Complex’s Athena’s behavior, which I can also give them credit for.

But that’s where a lot of the similarities end. Tbh a large majority of these issues surround the second aspect, the basics of the figure’s personality and motivations.

First, Athena’s stance on romance. Original Athena...literally wanted nothing to do with any sort of romantic relationship. Seriously it’s one of her main things one of her epithets is literally “Parenthos”, which means virgin. No lovers, no sex, no marriage, no intentionally created children (I say intentionally bc she and Hepheastus accidentally created a child when his snot got onto a torn piece of her cloak, but that’s a different weird story), nothing. She solely focused on the expansion of knowledge and learning. She had no time for any sort of relationship. Making Athena in Athena Complex heavily motivated by an unrequited romantic attraction literally rips one of her main core values to shreds.

And this in my opinion one of the worst offenses, MAKING THE SUBJECT OF THAT ROMANTIC ATTRACTION POSEIDON. Literally one MAJOR thing for the original Athena and Poseidon is that they HATE each other. (Also Athena is literally Poseidon’s niece, but tbh that’s a less heinous crime bc Greek mythology was weird about that shit, multiple gods married their siblings/cousins/uncles/aunts/nieces/nephews/etc., it’s weird. Also in Athena Complex Poseidon acted the main person raising Athena, which is ALSO really fucking weird and concerning, anyway back to why they hate each other).

The Contest for Athens: Basically before the Greek city of Athens was called Athens the people were looking for a patron deity, and both Athena and Poseidon tried to lay their claim. In order to determine who the city would go to, they decided to have a contest of who could give the city the best gift. Poseidon gave the city some horses (for transportation and farmwork) and a small spring in the middle of the city (note: the water in the spring was salt water and therefore undrinkable). Athena gave them olive trees (for food, making oil, wood, etc.). The peoplr decided that Athena’s gift was better and thus named the city “Athens” after her, leaving Poseidon incredibly salty.

The Medusa Incident (TW: possible rape/non-con): So Poseidon was having a nice little affair with a mortal woman named Medusa (you notice how this name is familiar, right? that’s important). It’s a little iffy on whether or not this affair was fully consensual on Medusa’s end due to the sort of victim blame-y aspects to this story, hence the trigger warning. So Poseidon his having his fun and decides to find a nice little place they can go to do the nasty. Where does he think would be a great idea? One of Athena’s temples of course! You know, a literal place of worship dedicated to his rival who is known to dislike involvement in romantic/sexual relationships? Nothing could go wrong at all! They of course get caught, and Athena, being pissed, decides to curse Medusa with snakes for hair and the ability to turn people into stone just by looking at them (see why the name was familiar?) For good measure she also curses Medusa’s two sisters with the snake hair. The sisters are then dubbed the Gorgons and then go live in isolation on a island until they are killed by Perseus (a hero that Athena was helping).

So this Webtoon completely ignores the context behind this hatred and decides to make it into an enemies to lovers story based on unrequited feelings (the feelings of a person for their childhood caretaker too...still weird). I guess they wanted to do enemies to lovers and such based on a rivalry dynamic, but in doing so they erased most of the actual substance behind that rivalry by making it romantic and destroying the characterization of one of the main characters.

I can understand taking creative liberties, but before you do so you NEED to have a full understanding of the characters that you are adapting. If a mythological character is known for a certain practice (refraining from romance) or for having an extreme distaste for another figure (Athena hating Poseidon), INCLUDE IT. You NEED to have all of the bare bones basics before you start taking liberties.

For example, the original Athena:

Goddess of wisdom and strategy

Association with owls, olives, carries a shield known as Aegis

Highly values learning and knowledge

Prideful to a fault

Virgin goddess with no interest in romantic or sexual relationships

Extreme hatred for Poseidon as a result of repeated negative encounters

Those are the bare bones basics, after that you can do what you want.

Honestly I don’t think that this Webtoon is necessarily BAD, but it is VERY annoying when you have the context behind these characters (hence my frustration and inability to make it past 10 chapters). In my opinion, if the author wanted to write this storyline, they should have made their own OCs as opposed to butchering a pre-existing figure’s characterization.

(Also I’m so sorry I know that this isn’t relevant to my argument BUT THE POSEIDON REINCARNATION LOOKS SO BORING HE LOOKS LIKE A BACKGROUND CHARACTER WHERE IS THE FLAVOR????)

[okay-same]

⚔️Daughter of Athena⚔️

Daedalus “Dae” Ignis 🔬

Name: Daedalus “Dae” Ignis

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Classification: Demigod, half breed, half blood

Birthday: September 1st

🔪🔬🗡⚔️🛡🏺🧮🖋❤️‍🔥

“Look we can do this the easy way, or I could start breaking your bones till you give in. Either way you’ll make my Saturday so your choice babe,”

“It’s always going to be you and me against the world Pal. No matter who comes into our lives, you’re the only person I’ll blindly trust to have my back. Even with a Gorgon after us,”

“You’re my girl crush every day babe, stop being jealous and fight me already,”

“How do you expect me to act? You literally have warriors at your table your majesty. The pawns you’ve created aren’t the most pleasant to be around what a shock,”

“Another word and I’ll slap the misogyny out of you.”

[bambi-lesbian-posts]

Please drop some jellyfish facts!!! And what you're favorite species is!! (different anon from the ratatouille anon!)

You are 100% gonna regret asking me this question but it's too late, now everyone has to suffer through this ridiculously long post about jellyfish.

Okay so this one isn't my favorite species of jellyfish but it is the one I know the most about: the Cotylorhiza tuberculata AKA the egg jelly/Mediterranean jellyfish. They look like this

And as I'm sure you can guess, they're typically found in the Mediterranean BUT that's not all!!! They also populate the Aegean and Adriatic seas around mid-September/October. Despite how these pictures make them look they're actually pretty small, most of them only reach like a foot (around 40cm) across when they reach maturity which is pretty neat. Teeny tiny jelly babies. Their sting is apparently very mild/insignificant and most people stung by these guys have reported it feeling like a static/carpet shock at most, and absolutely nothing at least. Many "sting victims" only find out they've been stung once the area starts to get red, irritated, numb, and/or itchy. Their biggest predators are humans, and thanks to the summer vacation/holiday season many officials end up removing thousands of them from the ocean so that tourists won't be afraid/uncomfortable at commercial beaches which is a CRIME if you ask me.

Next on my list is the Stomolophus meleagris AKA the cannonball/cabbage head jelly and they look like this.. (personally I think they should be named eggshell jellyfish because that's what they look like but I mean cannonball is fine too I guess)

Apparently you can eat these guys, which both disgusts and saddens me simultaneously.. however I know some people are into eating weird delicacies so if you were wondering where to try them, you can find them on the Southeast coast of the United States. They're a coastal jelly which means they like shallow waters, and unfortunately they're one of the most common jellyfish you'll see washed up on the beach(boo!). Much like stingrays, it's not common for them to sting people but if and when they do, they have a special venom that can cause cardiac issues in both animals and humans. Main predators are a few different species of crab that I never learned the names of.

Another noteable mention before I reach my favorite species is the Lampocteis cruentiventer AKA the Bloodybelly Comb jellyfish that, surprise surprise, is red and spiny like this

They are bioluminescent which means they glow in the dark (not exactly but we aren't gonna get into that right now). The spines or "hairs" they have that give them their comb classification actually move like thousands of tiny legs! They use these to move through the water (at a rate that is supposed to be fast for a jellyfish, but it's actually really slow if you are able to see them moving about. I was very disappointed by this when I looked up videos to see them zooming only to watch one putter around like a kid on a practice bike). Fun fact! In the deep water where they are normally located, you actually can't see them despite their glow. This is because creatures that are red actually appear black in dark water, so scientists aren't even sure what they eat and if they have any predators at all, because we simply can't see them. They were discovered off the coast of San Diego California not too long ago so scientists also aren't sure of all the places they populate because, again, we can't see them.

Last but NEVER least, we have my absolute favorite species of jelly which is the Narcomedusae (they don't have a common name because they aren't incredibly popular jellies but I call them Medusas) and they look like this!!

Narcomedusae is actually the general species name, and there are 64 different subspecies of medusas in the wild(that we know of). I would look them up and list them but it's late and that's a lot of work. If you really want a complete list let me know and I will reblog this with one later! Anyways medusas are ambush predators, and they're really, really good at what they do thanks to their two upper tentacles that they stick in front of them while they move through the water. They live in the Mediterranean area but a few different species have been found off the coasts of Russia and China(idk which specific regions I am so sorry). None of the 64 different types of medusas have a polyp stage, which is weird because most jellies have one. For anyone wondering what a polyp stage is, most jellyfish(and marine plants/stationary creatures) start off as teeny tiny little tentacle things (think of what a sea anemone looks like) that stick to rocks. They use their tentacles to eat plankton and other floating matter before(in the jellyfish's case) they detach from whatever coral/rock they were stuck on and start growing into tiny baby jellies. Medusas are generally deep sea jellyfish so we don't really know too much about what they eat and what their predators are, but considering the fact that they are all on the pale white-blue color spectrum, it's not wild to assume that they do have predators of some sort. Anyways I like them because, as ambush predators, they can actually zoom around in the water... Which gives me an incredible amount of serotonin. They also kind of look like Darth Vader's helmet and that is amazing, I love it very much! Not to mention Narcomedusae has Medusa in it and nothing could be better than a jellyfish that is unofficially named after THE Gorgon goddess of my dreams okay

[bruxbea]

Recently been wanting:- A Gorgon OC- A Sona- A Quartz- A Gem that's a bit easier to draw than Fire OpalWhat I got was:- A Gorgon Gemsona who is on parr with if not harder than Fire Opal...But I freaking love her....

Name: Bi-Color Cotton Candy Medusa Quartz "Medley" Corruption Status: Healed - Hair maintains extra eyes, thorns, and body must revert to a snake tail after a while. Flaws: Bi-Color/off-color, Healed Corruption, Shorter than average Quartz Powers and Abilities: Prehensile and potentially Sentient Hair locks that contain a powerful singular eye each. Medley is able to converse with her "Snakes" and refers to them as her Girls. They have a different personality altogether and can be moody. Party Gals: Medley keeps a small hoard of "Party Gals" in her hair who occasionally pop out to say hello. Something about the 4 of them brings Medley peace of mind but she can't place her finger on why.... Medley emerged on Earth just moments before the Diamonds blasted the planet. Having spent more of her life as a corrupted Snake monster, she has zero problem with keeping her strong and muscular tail after her healing day. When the need arises Medley can easily transform herself a pair of legs but chances are you'll catch her slithering along the Beach making mandalas in the sand or stretched out catching some sun. She has a fairly bad habit of not waking for high tide and can get washed out to sea. She doesn't mind at all. Even Peridot isn't sure what Medley's correct classification is as she is a massive offcolor. Originally a pure Medusa Quartz Soldier, time spent with other Corrupted gems literally rubbed off on her causing her to absorb multiple colors not original to her own form. For the time being she has been given the temporary classification of "Bi-Color Cotton Candy Medusa Quartz" by Peridot and "Medley" by Steven as the former is quite the mouthful. (Despite the similar coloration, Ocean Jasper can confirm they are not they same type of Quartz.) - Roughly 5'4 (Short for a Quartz but taller than Amethyst) - Very relaxed personality and soft spoken voice. The moment she's angry she becomes a demon... - She is always barefoot when legging it. Medley doesn't believe in being unable to feel the Earth directly - She was meant to be a Pink Diamond Soldier as a gift from Blue and Yellow but it never came to fruition - Medley is freakishly good at Earth Trivia despite not understanding simple interactions (Ex: She can cook any difficulty recipe from memory if she sees the page for even a millisecond, but if given random ingredients she cannot cook an edible dish to save her life.) - Her hair can think for itself and often reflects her inner thoughts w/o her realizing. (Ex: An offended Medley tries to reason with her opponent but her hair has already found and armed itself with a knife or book) PLEASE DO NOT REPOST THIS ART/ROLEPLAY WITH IT/NO PINTREST

[hws-gods-au]

Could you explain nature spirits a bit more? Do they have to follow a ruler of nature spirits or whatever, do they worship a god(s), that kind of thing. Are they all nymphs, druids, and do their appearances vary?

‘Nature spirits’ are the official in-universe classification for the entire spectrum of non-human and nature-aligned fantasy creatures. 

In this setting, all sorts of nature spirits from merpeople to salamanders to elves to sylphs can exist in the earthly realm. They vary greatly and can be physical or incorporeal. This is so that mythical creatures from various cultural folklore can be modified to play supporting roles in character backstories within this AU.

Nature spirits also vary in terms of intelligence, the ones I mentioned earlier are sapient and capable of reason, but there can also be nature spirits that are essentially fantasy animals like rocs, pegasi, phoenixes etc. 

The main difference between nature spirits and enlightened humans (regarding their abilities) is that nature spirits obviously have a great aptitude for physical and elemental magic while the humans generally have an inclination for psychic or spiritual powers.

If the fantasy creatures you are considering are hostile or evil-aligned, they'd likely fall under the "monster" category. These would include your typical basilisks and hellhounds as well as your more clever yokai, gorgons etc. 

There’s a lot of freedom in how you want to imagine nature spirits, and you are free to develop independent groups for backstory.

Keep in mind two things:

1. The Divine Realm is the most powerful realm, it rules over the other 4 realms to maintain order and harmony (as best as it can), therefore nature spirits do rely on the gods and may worship them or work with them. Some nature spirits (especially guardians of rivers, forests, lakes etc) may be venerated or worshipped enough to become deities. They can also reach the same level as the gods, if they are powerful rulers of their own kind. HOWEVER, the mortal realm is still occupied by a majority of humans and regular old animals.

2. Due to the focus of the AU, you cannot have a nature spirit muse. However, you can have a God who used to be a nature spirit (either in a previous life or before they attained godhood) or a human who used to be a nature spirit in a previous life (whether they have memories of it or not). And you can certainly play around with the significance these creatures might have had in their lives.

[morathor]

Adventures in fantasy taxonomy

In the world of The Lesser Evil, there are many sapient species living in a shared society.  Those races are broadly divided into three categories: beastkin, primals, and alters.

Beastkin are the most common of the three categories, and tend to fill out the lower and middle classes of most nations.  They are evolved from assorted animals, and have little in the way of innate magical abilities.  However, those beastkin who choose to study magic often make fine students.  Some examples of beastkin are humans, harpies, satyrs and trolls.

Primals are somewhat rarer than beastkin, and are often in the middle and upper class.  Though they evolved from animals like beastkin, they possess powerful innate magic, though they often struggle to learn magic too unlike their natural abilities.  They also tend to be much longer lived than beastkin.  Elves, gorgons, and sirens are all examples of primals.

Alters are rarer even than primals, and tend to be viewed with suspicion in most societies.  Though they may look similar to other races, they bear no relation to natural forms of life.  They often possess powerful innate magic, though like primals they struggle to learn other forms of magic.  Most alters don't age past maturity, though none are truly immortal.  Alters include such beings as changelings, djinni, and kitsune.

Two unusual cases in this classification system are vampires and werewolves.  While werewolves may find they have more social mobility after being afflicted with lycanthropy, they are still considered beastkin in a formal, academic sense.  The curse may be more permanent and life-changing than other forms of magic that might affect them, but it doesn’t change their fundamental nature.

On the surface, vampirism seems like a similar case, though it is not limited to beastkin and can afflict anything with blood.  However, a deeper understanding of vampire anatomy reveals something very different.  Strictly speaking, other creatures are not turned into vampires; they die, and a new being is born in their circulatory system.  That being can access the memories of its host, and may even identify as the same person, but they are a new and separate existence.  The origin of vampirism is unknown, but decidedly unnatural, and vampires are classified as alters.

[regalgorgon]

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(Current: open recruitment, app not necessary yet) Contact: Hemomancy in-game or gorgon#6137 on Discord

Wyrmrest Accord

Mission Statement “Here at the Spellsong Menagerie, we understand the intricacies and powerful nature of magic; every type of classification and school, we know it. Instead of exiling or keeping at bay what we do not understand, we embrace it. We include those lost in darkness, and we nurture those still trying to find their way around the arcane.

Here within the Menagerie, it is not items in a museum nor individuals in a museum, but a collective of individuals banding together for the common goals of preserving and researching new and old magics native to Azeroth.

Whether you are new or venerable to a craft, we welcome you.”

Who are the Spellsong? The Spellsong are a group of skilled spellcasters of every path. They do not discriminate. These individuals curate, create, and guard some of the most powerful, forgotten, and new magic schools that Azeroth has come across. The newest hurdle being Azerite, but not the focus of the group.

Here you can find every level of prowess between the beginners, the intermediate, the experts, and the ancient to keep each class thriving. This can include your arcanist, pyromancer, demonologist, hemomancer, and even necromancer. Each unique school needs its masters to keep the order as well as preserve the history. And it is not unheard of for one specialist of one school of magic to be an intellectual in another school, even if they do not practice it.

Within the Spellsong Menagerie’s employ are not only spellcasters and those nurturing the arts, but sellswords and odd groups that wish to help them in their journey (so if you have a RP idea or wish to include old guilds of yours within this, we can definitely try and fit them in).

Allieds Groups  Furysong, Sunblood Bulwark, Forgotten Library

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It is quite funny how with each new “Wednesday” video released by Netflix I keep switching between hopes and worry. And the one they just published, “Welcome to Nevermore”, made me worry about yet another thing.

I already was worried a bit about the “loner” aspect (even though I haven’t talked about it on this blog) ; but this new video, exploring the Nevermore world, makes me realize a clear problem this show might have. Classification.

Alright so Nevermore is a school filled with monsters and creatures of all kinds: vampires, werewolves, sirens, gorgons, psychis... Okay. Monster schools have been done for quite a long time now, and they are always succesfull, so let’s roll wiht it, I don’t have a problem with that.

The problem I have is that they here classified and listed each and every creature one by one. Vampire, Gorgon, Siren, Werewolf... Clear-cut categories. A catalogue of creatures, with each a specific given nature. Which is traditional of the “monster school” sub-genre... but kind of works against the Addams Family aesthetic.

Because the charm, the beauty, the mystery of the Addams family is that... we precisely DO NOT know what they are. They look human, behave inhumanly, and yet they never clearly say “We are humans” or “We are monsters”. They are unique creatures that sometimes look like monsters disguised as regular humans, and other times just look like gothic and/or deformed and/or creepy human beings. Take Morticia Addams: she is never called a ghoul, she is never called a witch, she is never called a vampire, even though there are hints and clues of these various different natures scattered throughout her actions and behavior. Because the point is not to reinvent one precise myth - it is rather to create an eerie and liminal character that could be as much as undead corpse as a gothic beauty, but that doesn’t enter into any specific or given category. Same thing with Uncle Fester: he looks like a fat Orlock, he does things that would normally kill any human being, he has abnormal abilities... and yet you couldn’t qualify him of any typical “monster” name because he is just so bizarre, weird and unique that you do not know what he is.

And this has always been the spirit of the Addams. You do not know what they are. They are abnormal, strange, weird, creepy, inhuman - but they never fully cross the line between human and monster. At most there will be hints and jokes pointing towards a possible “monster” nature (witch, vampire...) - but nothing more, nothing outright stated, all subtle and blurred. In fact, this was the very opposite of their “rivals, The Munsters, whose entire concept worked on the fact that each member of the family belonged to a very well-known, famous and recognizable horror character archetype. 

In conclusion: more things for me to worry about this show. So far the previews of this series have been a mixed bag of hopes and worries. I guess the result might be... bitter-sweet perhaps? Because while I do ADORE the aesthetic of Nevermore Academy, I still fear it might not fit the spirit of the Addams. [If there is one thing we desperately need it is to avoid the transformation of the Addams Family into a new “Monster High”]

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@wanderingthroughwickford

Unfortunately, elves already have a very defined place in my fantasy world. There are elves that fall outside the norm, but they fall into that group that isn't quite enough to make up their own class of people. :/

@i-demand-a-hug

Suggestions would be more than welcome! I was gonna message you, but then I thought I'd post this publicly in case anyone else had feedback. Here's what I have so far.

Angels- Of the humanoid creatures, they're the most naturally powerful magic users. They all have very light hair/eyes and the iconic feathered wings. They're very self-righteous and see all others as beneath them. They don't actually do much with their powers, but they claim they're the pinnacle of purity and perfection. Fallen angels are sort of a thing, but they're only really acknowledged as separate by other angels. They're the ones that are viewed as embarrassing or impure, and most angels don't want to associate with them. Other creatures just see an angel as an angel. The only real way to distinguish a fallen angel is that they're more likely to wear casual clothes with color, while most angels wear fancy, white clothes. Oh, angels are also all technically genderless. They can choose to present as whatever gender, but they aren't assigned one at birth.

Elves - Elves are really proud as well, but not nearly as self righteous. They value hard work and knowledge. They're very advanced and are often magically talented due to study and practice rather than natural ability. They're also a lot more colorful than angels. This is a weird metaphor, but if you compared them to laundry, angels would go in the whites and elves would go in the brights. Their hair and eyes come in a variety of colors, and there are a larger number of dark skinned elves than dark skinned angels. Traditionally, they keep their hair long as a sign of pride. Delinquent elves looking to challenge expectations will often cut their hair in defiance. Most elves see this as improper, but they'll still begrudgingly respect the skills of a delinquent elf as long as they're hardworking. Basically, elves tend to be more traditionally feminine, but if an elf cuts their hair and becomes a blacksmith, they may be considered strange, but other elves will at least acknowledge their skills as a blacksmith.

Fairies - They tend to work more closely with elves than any other creatures. Aside from that, they tend to be shy. They're also not nearly as prideful, and they value morality more than anything. If you're a good person, fairies don't care how you look or what you do in your spare time. They're the most diverse of the three mentioned so far. They don't have much of an internal hierarchy, instead preferring to work as a unit as much as possible. They're guardians of nature, so they have to work together to keep the seasons changing and the plants healthy. They don't have time for being judgmental. Just don't shirk responsibilities or harm nature and you'll be fine.

Dwarves/halflings - They're different races, but their cultures are very similar. They're very down to earth and practical, and they're more likely to get their hands dirty with manual labor than messing about with books and magic. They tend to not be fond of the pride of elves and especially angels, but they judge individuals based on their own actions rather than stereotypes. Dwarves are more rough and hairy. They're inclined toward mining and blacksmithing or other things that take substantial muscle. Halflings resemble children even when fully grown, and they're more likely to be farmers or shepherds. Both races get along quite well with one another, though halflings are on better terms with elves than dwarves are.

Nymphs - This includes elementals, dryads, sirens, and similar creatures. They're mostly solitary, so they don't have communities or social expectations in the same way as the previous creatures. They usually run wild in bogs where there's plenty of shelter and resources for their needs. I haven't figured out a ton about them, but yeah. I might as well throw selkies in here, too. They're more friendly and live in oceans rather than bogs, and they're all female unlike nymphs, but they're also solitary and prefer to roam free.

Gorgons, orcs, and ogres - I haven't given them as much thought yet. I'm including them here just to specify that there are less humanoid creatures. I have characters that would fall into this category, but I haven't decided any specifics (or even which creatures, exactly, I want to include).

Spirits - These are the closest I have to humans in appearance, but they're generally pacifists and empaths. They don't engage in combat or use offensive magic. They exist to find those who are suffering and help them through their struggles. They also don't need things like food because they're immortal. The only form of sustenance they get is through the wellbeing of those around them.

Dark humanoids - I'm still picking a name for these creatures, but they resemble the undead without actually being undead. They're pale, have sunken features, and lurk in shadowy places. There are different classifications based on abilities, including shapeshifters, banshee-like creatures, and soul-suckers. They're not universally hostile, but they're stereotyped as such and are considered dangerous by most. There are certainly those who would do you harm, but you're just as likely to find an amicable individual among these creatures. Because of the way they're viewed, they tend to be solitary, though there are a small number of social groups.

Dolls - These are artificially created beings typically only belonging to wealthy and powerful magic users (mostly elves). They are created typically for no purpose outside of being dolls. They're like a cross between Pearls from Steven Universe and real world pets. They aren't slaves and aren't typically treated with active cruelty, but they're treated like children or even like cats or puppies. They're something to dote on and show off, and they're expected to behave in a way that's most convenient for their owners. They don't get to pursue their own dreams or goals or decide what they want to do with their lives. It's meant to be unclear whether or not this is unfair, because they're not technically a species of their own. They're designed by their owners, and their level of apparent sentience is dependent on how they're made. There are simple, childlike dolls that don't express much desire for anything outside of their pampering, but there are also very complex dolls that would be nearly indistinguishable from humans if they were to be part of this world. They're like my fantasy equivalent of androids because I love artificial intelligence.

There are also unicorns, gryphons, phoenixes, and dragons. Of these creatures, dragons are the closest to elves in intelligence, though really they're superior to all other species in terms of both that and magical power. They can shape-shift, though that's not their signature ability, and they're mostly content to stay in their dragon form. They don't play a role like dragons in fairytales, and "slaying a dragon" isn't considered a noble quest or even acceptable. Dragons are respected, and killing one would be akin to murdering one of your own species. Most wouldn't stand a chance even if they tried, though.

I also have three other humanoid species that I'm unsure where to put. There's a cyclops-like species, except they aren't at all like the ones seen in Greek mythology. They're just like humans but with one big eye. The other two include a species similar to spirits, but with combat abilities, and they're the least diverse in appearance. They all have straight black hair and black eyes. They're very distinguishable. The last species is also very distinguishable. They're similar to fairies in a lot of ways, except fairies are tiny and have wings. Also, this species all have very puffy hair. On animecharactersdatabase.com, I came across a character named Moa from Show By Rock. Her hair is the kind of puffy I'm talking about.

Then there's the possibility of humans or something similar. That's about where I am.

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@shadowknight1224

Proposal: set codenames so we can call them something instead of “set 1″ or something. How about Heads and Tails?

Alright so rather than sit on what I’ve got until everything is filled out, here’s some first thoughts. I’m not providing much context for the mechanics and why I think they fit with a group. I think any real home runs will be self-evident and if you don’t see an immediate connection then that might be a first sign that it’s not a great fit. These are mostly returning mechanics, and I think too many if we went with all of them.

First of all, Partner with could totally be a potential set mechanic

Heads with Surge Jeskai Dwarves: Metalcraft or Fabricate Grixis Siren: Investigate, Suspend (a new fixed variant though so technically a new mechanic if we can think of it and it does good work) Naya Satyrs: Explore (this was your suggestion but I like it for them or see below as well) Sultai Naga: Embalm (or for Esper Vampires), or “Snaky” batch that cares about Snake, Naga, and Gorgon creatures. Ophiomancy? Abzan Elves: really unsure

Tails with Totem armor Mardu Azra: Heroic as suggested, or Explore Temur Orcs: Bestow (not sure how well that fits with Totem armor) or “ETBfall” which would be a mechanic where an effect becomes more powerful for each (other) permanent that entered the battlefield under your control this turn Esper Vampires: Embalm, Milltouch (it deals damage in the form of milling cards instead--big issue is it essentially puts an opponent at about 45 life in most standard constructed games but about 25 in limited) Jund Werewolves: Revel (I’m a big fan of it too) Bant Centaurs: really unsure

We also maybe want to work out a few likely distributions of these factions so if we find that two mechanics really do or don’t play well with each other or something like that, we might be able to just switch things up so they are or aren’t in the same set, whichever is needed.

One last thought is do we want to rework the distribution of work for the factions based on what color they focus in? So maybe physically maintaining the pillars is the job of the two white-focused factions, Jeskai Dwarves and Mardu Azra. That would give us something like:

Wrights focused in white Dwarfs and Azra

Sages focused in blue Sirens and Orcs

Warlock* focused in black Vampires and Elves

Guardians focused in red Werewolves and Satyrs

Weavers focused in green Naga and Centaurs

*A word on the new “warlock” classification. These people focus specifically on understanding how the thing their world contains poses a threat, why it’s there, who or what put it there, and what powers (even from beyond their plane) would seek to manipulate and exploit it to their own ends. They are also able to unlock a bit of the power of the being inside their world to use to their own ends. And perhaps this is a way of keeping the thing sleeping--sometimes energy builds up and it grows restless which would threaten the world but they’re able to act as a release valve. Then in the long run they are supposed to be better able to stand up against any threats to the world in no small part because of this excess power they understand and can utilize.

[themonsterblogofmonsters]

Snake People (Classification)

A large group of sapients, Snake People are found throughout Eurasia and North Africa, with some emigrated populations found in Australia and the Americas. Snakelike in form to one degree or another, some have a degree of shapechanging ability, while others have unusual magics, unique to their subtype. Almost all speak Parseltongue of some dialect as a native tongue, though some also speak local languages. Usually preferentially keeping to themselves, Snake People can be both warm and cold blooded, and so may be found even where wixes do not suspect.

Akamata - Snake People native to Japan, these Yokai are known for growing more powerful with age and having lifespans of considerable length, like most Yokai. Akamata also have meticulous histories of their species, recorded on their own shed skins, and tracing back to their very origins, a fact which almost no other magical sapients can boast.

Gorgon, Ekhidnid - Close cousins to, and sometimes mistaken for, the more well known Medusan Gorgons, Ekhidnid Gorgons are known for producing phenomenally powerful magic users, and will often act as guards for Petrifying Medusans when they travel, as an overt symbol of the two sub-types close and lasting alliance.

Gorgon, Medusan - Distinct from all other Snake People subtypes by having a baseline form which, while snakelike, does retain legs, Medusans are also known for the periodically expressed ability to petrify those they make eye contact with, and such Medusans are considered highly in their culture, often rising to positions of great prestige.

Naga / Nagin - One of the most well known Snake People the world over, Naga are native to India and South Asia. They are a most disparate group, either settling far from humans, or dwelling practically within wixen Hindu temples, helping with the maintenance thereof. Naga, like Akamata and Shé Jīng, are noted for their shapechanging ability and long lifespans.

Shé Jīng - Native to China, these Snake People are, like Akamata, phenomenally long lived, believed to be due to their association with Chinese Yaoguai, a cousin group to Japanese Yokai. It is generally more likely that a wix might encounter a female Shé Jīng than a male, but to encounter one at all is very rare, and such meetings are often retold.

Vuzhalki - A Slavic subtype of Snake People, Vuzhalki are known for their storied history, and their general privacy. While it is rare to see most of the above, it is almost unheard of to encounter a Vuzhalki.

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(Read about Gorgons in HP over Here. I hate that I have to include this but PLEASE DO NOT DELETE THE IMAGE SOURCE OR MY CAPTION.)

[loreleywrites]

So I find myself a bit confused. Over the past two years, I've found myself enjoying green characters more than others: Ajani, Arlinn, Vraska. Issue is I can't quite place what green aspects of them I enjoy, until reading Vraska's portion of today's story. I could be wrong here, but in generic terms if white is about fitting into a group, is green about embracing what makes you unique in that group? IE a gorgon's magic im a guild or a werewolf's strength to protect?

Green is about embracing your inner strength and finding discovering where in the world your place lies.

Ajani’s main power is helping others find their inner strength, which is why he’s a mentor after only being a Planeswalker for a few years. His advice and guidance helped Elspeth on Theros, and I think his presence in the Gatewatch will be crucial for getting them to work better as a cohesive team.

Arlinn embraced her werewolf side, freeing her to control her transformation more than most of her kind. While she’s scarred by the damage her feral side has done in the past, she doesn’t think the future of Kessig has to be one where humans and werewolves slaughter each other moon after moon after moon.

And Vraska’s struggle in today’s story is a great example of the Black/Green conflict that rages inside her. On one hand, she feels defined by her traumatic past, that it’s something that will always force her hand to killing (That’s the Green side.) At the same time, she strives to move beyond her classification as a living weapon and be a leader of the downtrodden (That’s the Black side.) What she’s figuring out is that she can have her past without being shackled by it.