#fillorians

[nerdgirlbrittany]

A look at some of my favorite items from The Magicians that I kept in my personal collection. Can you identify these amazing items?

[kythwena]

King The Magicians | S03E03: The Losses of Magic The Magicians | S03E12: The Fillorian Candidate (2018)

[nosidekickspod]

Okay, but don't, like, rub it in.

[writinglittlebeasts]

funniest fic lore i ever did was make two gods nobody liked invent a new fake god to pretend to be as a prank . like i might need to do something original w that concept just bc it's so funny

[marzipando]

for being thrown in at the very end of season 5, The Couple mean so much to me as antagonists. like here we have this massive chunk of worldbuilding—the Nave Hotel, one of the safest places in the magical world: anti-traveler wards, absolutely cracked wards for any other magic, and empath golems that will force you to leave if they feel any negative intent on you. the two who run this place are dangerous magical elites, connected to one of top hedges in the country. hello??? like i wish they’d been a part of the plot earlier, so we could’ve learned more about post-grad magician life. there even seemed to be something between The Couple and Fen, with how similar they were.

this show loves to throw in so many little crumbs of interesting worldbuilding and never expand on them (im looking at you Irene McAllistair)

[bardicwanderlust]

hello chat its time to be unironically annoyed again because can someone answer to me why the magicians fandom offed itself so hard. like okay I know the ending kinda killed shit and like older shows have less fandom but like come onnn hannibal has been a cancelled done deal tv show since what 2015 and people still talk about it like its actively being written. which is great because its an amazing show but I need the magicians to have a comeback right now and I'm so srs about this... i neeeed more fillorians in my life please please PLEASE come message me I'm so desperate for fandom friends its PAINFUL... i need to yap about quentin and eliot and margo and penny and alice and julia and kady PLEASE

[magiciansfanworksextravaganza]

Welcome Home! Week 1 Recap

Welcome Home! We're so happy you could join us for Week 1 of our Magicians fanworks challenge. Here's a recap of what's been posted in our first week!

WEEK 1: Jan. 27-Feb. 2, Home—What constitutes “home” to the characters? What do they think of “home,” good or bad? (Creators may choose the overall event theme, Welcome Home, anytime during the event.)

We had 19 entries from 7 creators. Fanwork types included 9 artworks, 9 fic, and 1 poetry chapter. Of these, 18 followed the Week 1 theme; 1 followed the overall event theme, and is so marked. The pieces are amazing and beautiful and we're so grateful to have them!

Due to Tumblr link restrictions, the title links to the creator's preference of Tumblr/AO3, with the other one listed after. Creators are tagged to their Tumblr profile. We'll name their AO3 handle, with a link to their profile if needed; if their work already has an AO3 link, please use that to find their profile.

Mosaic Haiku, Chapter 16 (Poetry; AO3) by @eliotqueliot (AO3: EliotQueliot)

The Ghosts of Wisteria House and Old-Road (Fic, screenplay format; Tumblr) by @violetsarepurple-fuckyou (AO3: violetsarefuckingpurple)

Where You Are, Ch. 1 (Fic; Tumblr) by @itsminimes (AO3: itsminimes)

to the place I belong (Fic; Tumblr) by @godihatethisfreakingcat (AO3: seashadows)

Eliot holds Quentin after she's gone (Art; AO3) by @eliotqueliot (AO3: EliotQueliot)

Where You Are, Ch. 2 (Fic; Tumblr) by @itsminimes (AO3: itsminimes)

Arielle, Teddy, Quentin, and Eliot in their Fillorian finery (Art; AO3) by @eliotqueliot (AO3: EliotQueliot)

Eliot lifting Teddy (Art; AO3) by @eliotqueliot (AO3: EliotQueliot)

Memories (Art) by @vooruitmariek (AO3: fearlesstogether)

All of this time I've been keeping my mind on the running away (Art) by @finduscore

Quentin holding Teddy (Art; AO3) by @eliotqueliot (AO3: EliotQueliot)

Quentin, Teddy, and Eliot on the tileboard (Art; AO3) by @eliotqueliot (AO3: EliotQueliot)

So, Can We Pretend? Sweetly (Fic; Tumblr) by @violetsarepurple-fuckyou (AO3: violetsarefuckingpurple)

Queliot hug in the forest (Overall event theme; Art; AO3) by @eliotqueliot (AO3: EliotQueliot)

Hideaway (Fic; Tumblr) by @violetsarepurple-fuckyou (AO3: violetsarefuckingpurple)

Hold Me, Hold Out (A Little While Longer) (Fic; Tumblr) by @violetsarepurple-fuckyou (AO3: violetsarefuckingpurple)

Eliot tucks in Quentin and Teddy (Watercolor edition) (Art; AO3) by @eliotqueliot (AO3: EliotQueliot)

the sun in my eyes (Fic; Tumblr) by @unlifeira (AO3: EiraLloyd)

The Once and Future Kings of Fillory, Chapter 2 (Fic; AO3) by @eliotqueliot (AO3: EliotQueliot)

There's still time to contribute works for the Week 1 theme, during our Catch-Up Week 6! In addition to weekly recaps, following the event, we'll also post a list organized by theme that puts these works together.

Here's our Welcome Home! AO3 Subcollection. Below are the event guidelines; please join us through Mar. 9 to make something, or simply enjoy!

[impala-dreamer]

This Moment Forever

A The Magicians Story

~Eliot decides that he and Quentin need a special night of relaxing to enjoy a momentary bit of peace and each other.~

Quentin Coldwater x Eliot Waugh

Words: 1040

Warnings: Fluff!

A/N: For @mariekoukie6661, I owe her many many Queliot Fics. | Originally posted to Patreon January 2023

His feet were dragging again as if the top parts of him were moving on their own accord and forcing the bottom bits to follow. He barely had the energy to lift his shoes off of the old wood floors anymore. He just wanted his bed. His pillow. To bury himself beneath the heavy blanket and block out the world and his thoughts. He wanted rest.

His life lately was one big cluster fuck after another. Magic and monsters and beasts and Fillorian politics. It was all too much. He was tired.

Light was spilling out from beneath his door; a soft glow that reminded him of an autumn sunrise  peeking through golden curtains. Quentin hesitated and then set his right hand on the doorknob, turning slowly.

His bedroom was washed in candlelight, and it took a moment for his eyes to adjust. Shadows of tiny flames danced on the walls, cast by a hundred or so tealights and tapers that filled every available flat surface. At the center of everything, lounging like a cat on his bed, was Eliot. He had a smirk on his lips and a twinkle in his eye as he raised a glass of champagne towards Quentin.

“Welcome home.”

Quentin lingered in the doorway, one foot inside, the other frozen a pace behind. He squinted at the display and his bottom lip twitched while his brain tried to catch up and figure out what was required of him in terms of an answer.

Finally: “Um, hey. What- what’s going on?”

Eliot cocked his head to the side and gestured for him to step inside, so Quentin did. The door shut gently behind him and with a tiny flick of Eliot’s wrist, it locked.

“Come sit.” Eliot patted the foot of the bed and then sat up, reaching for another glass from the nightstand.

His voice was smooth and gentle and Quentin felt a little off balance. His forehead scrunched up and he worried that he’d forgotten something important. He shrugged the bag off of his shoulder and let it fall to the floor. Nervously, he sat. The old springs creaked.

Eliot handed Quentin the glass and laughed. “You need to relax.”

Quentin dipped his chin and laughed at himself, a little embarrassed, a whole lot nervous. He looked up beneath stingy stands of chestnut and felt his cheeks burn. Eliot was staring, hard and amused.

“It’s a little hard when I come home to this…” Quentin paused and looked around the room, waved at an embankment of candles atop his dresser. “What is all this?”

Eliot grinned and leaned back, stretching his long body out against the headboard, crushing himself into the pillows. “This is just a little… celebration.” He raised his glass and Quentin mirrored him. The crystal chimed joyfully.

“What are we celebrating?”

Pink lips took a long sip and big bright eyes lingered on Quentin’s handsome face. Eliot hummed happily and pushed himself up, instantly closing the small space between them.

“You,” he said.

Quentin stammered to catch up. “M-me? Why? What?”

“You,” Eliot affirmed. “Because you’re beautiful. Because I like you. Because it’s been seventeen hours since anything has tried to kill us and I thought we should acknowledge and celebrate that.”

Butterflies rolled around in Quentin’s gut and his hand shook with a tiny tremor. “Well, more like twelve and a half but who’s counting-”

Eliot shut him up abruptly by brushing his fingertips over Quentin’s cheek and pushing the hair back from his eyes.

Quentin held still, frozen by the touch. He breathed deep and his eyes fluttered with longing. Eliot’s breath was sweet like the wine, hot like the flames that illuminated the room. The closer he leaned in, the faster Quentin’s heart raced. The longer it took for their lips to touch, the more frantic his thoughts became. Why is he taking so long? Why doesn’t he kiss me? What is he doing to me? He hates me.

Eliot laughed gently as if he could read the words bouncing around in Quentin’s mind. He licked his lips and stared deep into Quentin’s eyes. “Calm down, you idiot. I’m messing with you.”

Relief washed over Quentin, trickling down from the top of his head straight down his spine. He relaxed and leaned into Eliot’s open hand, nuzzling against the warmth. He took a breath and smiled.

“Why are you so good to me?” he whispered, convinced he deserved nothing good in his life even though something amazing was staring back at him.

Eliot shrugged and rolled his eyes. “Because you’re a dork and…”

“And?”

Hazel eyes returned to center, seeming to dig into the very core of Quentin’s being. They dazzled in the candlelight and pierced his heart, wedging their way into every bit of him.

“And… I love you,” Eliot said simply. His voice was low and true and Quentin shivered, blinking with disbelief and exhaustion.

“Really?”

Eliot sighed and gave up trying to convince him of anything, opting to spell it out in another way. His hand pushed backwards through Quentin’s hair and cradled the back of his head as Eliot dove in, lips crashing, tongue prodding.

Above them, a tiny display of magical fireworks appeared, glowing and popping, raining flecks of hot impossible ash down upon the lovers.

Quentin tugged at the silk on Eliot’s chest, wrapping his fingers around the collar of his vest. He pulled himself closer, wanting Eliot to crash into him, body, soul, past and present. He wanted to keep this moment forever. The candles and the champagne, the fireworks and Eliot’s sweet lips. The gesture of love, the surprise, the set up, the ridiculous display. He wanted to live inside it for the rest of eternity. To stop every clock and let the kiss linger on. To die right there, happy and tingling in Eliot’s arms.

“Really.”

Quentin moaned under his breath and tugged at Eliot’s neck, pulling him down as he laid back. He shifted beneath him, spreading his legs to invite Eliot in. He licked at his lips, sucked on the bottom bit of flesh, closed his eyes as the warmth spread between them.

“Me too,” he whispered, looking up at Eliot with an amazed smile. “Me too…”

[eliotqueliot]

Arielle, Teddy, Quentin, and Eliot in their Fillorian finery

For the @magiciansfanworksextravaganza challenge Welcome Home!, Week 1, "Home."

They all seem so happy together—loving, accepting, and caring for one another, and especially united in their love of little Teddy (and he for them, unquestionably). As Eliot and Arielle both watch with joy and tenderness, Teddy puts a tile in place under Quentin's loving direction. This is definitely one of the cozy moments that speaks of what great happiness and sense of home and family they all felt together at the Mosaic.

To see this watercolor painting with greater resolution/sharpness (if you have the chance to view it on a computer or laptop, you'll get more detail), visit Chapter 4 of Mosaic Haiku on AO3:

[fckanyonewhosnotaseablob]

My poor partner who absolutely does not give a shit about the Magicians show or books listening to me rant about fillory and fillorian law research - and differences in books vs show for my fic (and personal interest) for the 1000th time today

[nerdgirlbrittany]

FREE Giveaways + 77 Items from The Magicians

These items and more are now live! Bid on items from my favorite show of all time! The Eliot A Life in the Day Scarf and the Margo/Margolem Jacket are epic.

I am giving away 7 items from the show and no purchase is necessary to win. Auction starts on November 7th at 8:45 PM EST.

[wolfnprey]

There's a Land That I Heard of Once in a Lullaby

The Magicians, Quentin/Eliot, Teen, 8.9k (read on ao3)

Fen is the one to tell him. It's not shocking because it's from Fen – if anyone else is going to know what exists in Fillory, it's going to be an actual Fillorian – it's just shocking that it's real.

"There's a second rainbow bridge?" Quentin asks, wanting the clarification. "One that accumulates dad pets from every world?"

Fen nods enthusiastically. "Oh, yes! It's quite wonderful! I used to go there with my brothers whenever our pets died, just to see they were doing okay."

Quentin remembers the sweet look of hope that Eliot had when the bridge came up in their quest to get crowned as kings and queens of Fillory. If a place like that exists, and Eliot has some old pets he wants to reunite with, then…

"Hey, Fen," he says, "would you be able to get me directions? To this other rainbow bridge?"

"I can ask Benedict for a map," Fen answers happily, hurrying out of the High King's bed chamber. It's…been an interesting arrangement, Quentin and Fen essentially getting shared custody over Eliot and his bed while having their own separate rooms. Eliot, of course, thrives on having so much space for himself and the clothes he gets to have custom-made from now on.

[lizardkingeliot]

Happy Wednesday, everyone! Okay... so. Who wants a lil (slightly nsfw) teaser from chapter two of until i come back from the dead for you? I'm tentatively planning on posting next Friday so fingers crossed! 💖

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Eliot reached for a faded green tile, but before his hand could make contact the sound of footfalls on the puzzle drew his eyes quickly upward. And his hand stilled over the tile. And he pulled it back to rest in his lap slowly, slowly. “Hey,” he said, pulse in his neck fluttering at the sight of Quentin, his half-open shirt. The one he hadn’t bothered to do up all the way after they’d finished fucking around hours ago.

“Hey,” Quentin said, looking entirely at home in his new Fillorian clothes. All soft linen in shades of brown and dusty blue. Hair tied in a loose knot on the back of his head, a little smile playing at the corners of his mouth. “So I was, um—I was wondering if you, uh…”

Quentin tucked a stray tuft of hair behind one ear, averted his gaze. Bashful in a way Eliot couldn’t help but find fucking <i>adorable.</i> Jesus. A little stirring between his legs when he remembered that bashful mouth stretched around his dick before the sun had come up that morning.

“You were wondering if I, uh…” Eliot’s mouth twitched in a smile, fighting the sudden urge to lunge forward and pull Quentin down onto the puzzle. Pin him wriggling and hard against the half-formed pattern and swallow him goddamn whole.

“You know, like, uh—if you wanted to… make out. Maybe, um—”

The smile on Eliot’s face instantly transformed onto a full-on, pearly-toothed grin. “God, look at you—”

“You don’t have to—” Quentin frowned down at Eliot with his entire gorgeous grumpy perfect face. Brows knitting so tightly together it was like they were trying to fuse. “You don’t have to be a dick about it, okay, just—”

“Hey, no, I’m not…” Eliot drew a breath, huffed it out. Reaching forward and gripping one of Quentin’s pant legs, giving it the softest tug. “Just—god. Look. Uh…” He tossed the sketch in his hand to one side, didn’t give a shit if it floated away all the way to Loria. The pattern didn’t matter. They could dream up a thousand more patterns just like it tomorrow. “Come down here with me. There’s something I wanna tell you.”

[memongaza]

Urgent request: cash my family and spread it everywhere for help. I am a believer from Gaza and I need your help.....

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[winreyplace]

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��� Quick Rundown of Our Whole Family (For even more in-depth intros, please click link the above!)

The Bonders:

Lav - ◦ Born 1997 ◦ Munbonder ◦ Bunny Therian/Adopted Werewolf/Ranger Demikin/Miscelapin Aega/Human ◦ Bigender Boygirl ◦ Bi Aro-GreyAce ◦ Autistic, ADHD, PTSD, Physically Disabled

Mel& - ◦ Born 1999 ◦ Munbonder & Mediple System ◦ Changeling; Kin: Fallen Star/Half-Fae; Archetropes: Cleric/Bard/Wizard; Hearttypes: Doll/Halfling/The Doctor; Similies/Synpaths: Bear/Mouse; Paratypes: Wolf/TARDIS ◦ Femme-Neutrois Xirl ◦ Bi Quoi-AroAce ◦ Autistic, ADHD, Mad, Physically Disabled

The Rents:

Logan ◦ Born 1953 ◦ Insourced ◦ Ranger ◦ Autigender Man ◦ AroAce ◦ Autistic, PTSD

Meyleth ◦ Born 1933 ◦ Insourced ◦ Joined Fae ◦ Cis Woman ◦ Bi

Tasha ◦ Born 1984 ◦ Outsourced;Black Widow ◦ Human ◦ Cis Woman ◦ Acefluid ◦ Autistic, PTSD

Howlett ◦ Born 1832 ◦ Outsourced;Wolverine ◦ Mutant ◦ Cis Man ◦ Bisexual Aceflux ◦ Autistic, PTSD

Diana ◦ Born 3000 B.C. ◦ Outsourced;Wonder Woman ◦ Demigoddess ◦ Cis Woman ◦ Bisexual

Butler ◦ Born 1969 ◦ Outsourced;Artemis Fowl ◦ Human ◦ Cis Man ◦ Bi ◦ PTSD, Physically Disabled

Sean ◦ Born 1981 ◦ Outsourced;Grimm ◦ Half-Wesen(Zauberbeist)/Half-Human ◦ Neutrois Man* ◦ AroAce ◦ Autistic

The Mids:

Nick ◦ Born 1987 ◦ Outsourced;Grimm ◦ Grimm ◦ Cis Man ◦ Demisexual ◦ Misophonia

Jack ◦ Born 1690/1989 ◦ Insourced(Dream)/Outsourced;Pirates of the Caribbean ◦ Human ◦ GNC Man ◦ Pansexual ◦ ADHD

Pope ◦ Born 1987 ◦ Outsourced;Falling Skies ◦ Human ◦ Demiguy ◦ Demisexual ◦ Autistic, PTSD

Sara ◦ Born 1986 ◦ Outsourced;Falling Skies ◦ Human ◦ Cis Woman ◦ Bisexual

Quentin ◦ Born 1992 ◦ Outsourced;The Magicians ◦ Miscevulpin Omega/Fox Therian/Human/Magician ◦ Autigender Man ◦ Bisexual ◦ Autistic, MDD, Anxiety

Eliot ◦ Born 1990 ◦ Outsourced;The Magicians ◦ Human/Magician ◦ Cis Man ◦ Gay Bisexual ◦ Autistic (PDA profile), PTSD, Alcoholic

Charlton ◦ Born 1000+ years ago in Fillorian years/1992 ◦ Outsourced;The Magicians ◦ Fillorian ◦ Cisn’t Man ◦ Bisexual ◦ Autistic, PTSD

Margo ◦ Born 1990 ◦ Outsourced;The Magicians ◦ Lycanthrope/Magician ◦ Cis Woman ◦ Bisexual

Alice ◦ Born 1992 ◦ Outsourced;The Magicians ◦ Fox Otherhearted Human/Magician ◦ Cis Woman ◦ Bicurious ◦ Autistic

The Youngins:

Rune ◦ Born 1998 ◦ Insourced ◦ Ranger ◦ Cis Man ◦ AroAce ◦ Autistic, MDD

Liam ◦ Born 1997 ◦ Insourced ◦ Wild Fae ◦ Autigender Man ◦ AroAce ◦ Autistic, Anxiety, PTSD

Damien ◦ Born 1992 ◦ Outsourced;[Redacted] ◦ Atypical ◦ Genderqueer Man ◦ AroAce ◦ Autistic, ADHD, PTSD, Depression

Artemis ◦ Born 1997 ◦ Outsourced;Artemis Fowl ◦ Human Clone ◦ Masc-Aligned ◦ Asexual ◦ Autistic, Savant, OCD, Mild Paranoid Psychosis

Trubel ◦ Born 1995 ◦ Outsourced;Grimm ◦ Grimm ◦ Cis Woman ◦ AutiAce Lesbian ◦ Autistic, PTSD

Theo ◦ Born 1999 ◦ Outsourced;Teen Wolf ◦ Miscecanis Omega/Chimera WereCoyote-Wolf Hybrid ◦ Intersex Man ◦ Lithosexual ◦ PTSD

Li ◦ Born 2001 ◦ Outsourced;Teen Wolf ◦ Miscecanis Alpha/Werewolf ◦ Cis Man ◦ Bisexual ◦ ADHD, IED

Mason ◦ Born 2001 ◦ Outsourced;Teen Wolf ◦ Human ◦ Cis Man ◦ Gay

Corey ◦ Born 2001 ◦ Outsourced;Teen Wolf ◦ Chimera WereChamemelon-Ghost Rider Hybrid ◦ Cis Man ◦ Pansexual ◦ MDD, PTSD, Pica

Adam ◦ Born 2000 ◦ Insourced ◦ Human ◦ Cis Man ◦ Asexual ◦ Autistic, ADHD

Q2 ◦ Born 2023 ◦ Insourced/Outsourced;The Magicians ◦ Foxkith Adult Golem ◦ Golem Man ◦ Bisexual ◦ Autistic, Nonspeaking

Other:

12th Doctor ◦ Born ??? ◦ Outsourced;Doctor Who ◦ Galifreyan ◦ Quoi ◦ Quoi ◦ Autistic, ADHD

Monroe ◦ Born 198? ◦ Outsourced;Grimm ◦ Wesen(Blutbaden) ◦ Autigender Man ◦ Heterosexual ◦ Autistic

Living Characters:

Insourced:

Dess – Human Glow | Demisexual | ADHD | Adopted daughter of Logan | Wife to Thad

Thad – Human | Heteroflexible | QPP to Liam | Husband to Dess

Lorella – Ranger | Mother of Rune | Friend of Logan and Meyleth

Rhaneo – Ranger | Father of Rune | Friend of Logan and Meyleth

Lianna – Half-Fae | Daughter of Logan | QPP & Bloodbond of Rune | Facet (Former Parame) of Mel&

Hornrietta aka Horny – Chicken | in C/O Jack

Planty – Alien Sentient Plant Creature | Gift from Loki

Posey – Alien/Earth Cyborg Plant Creature | Planty’s Daughter | in C/O Meyleth

Outsourced:

Jenna – Human | Teen Wolf Fanon | ADHD | Mother of Li

David – Human | Teen Wolf | Step-Father of Li

Beckett – Human/? | Artemis Fowl | Child of Artemis Sr. & Angeline | Brother of Artemis & Twin of Miles

Miles – Human | Artemis Fowl | Child of Artemis Sr. & Angeline | Brother of Artemis & Twin of Beckett

Rosalee – Wesen/Fuchsbau | Grimm | Wife of Monroe | Friend of Nick

Loki – Frost Giant | MCU | Plant mom of Planty

Missy – Galifreyan/Time Lord | Doctor Who | Companion of The Doctor

Josh – Lycanthrope/Magician | The Magicians | Bicurious | Partner of Margo & Fen

Fen – Lycanthrope/Fillorian | The Magicians | Bisexual | Autistic, ADHD | Partner of Margo & Josh | Wife of Eliot

Arielle – Fillorian | The Magicians | Deceased Wife of Quentin | Deceased partner of Eliot

[fixated-on-something]

Design for the back of the playing cards

(I DID NOT DESIGN THE BRAKEBILLS LOGO NOR THE FILLORIAN CREST THAT IS THE PATTERN IN THE BACKGROUND- THEY ARE BOTH VECTORS THAT I TRACED AND POLISHED.)

The rest of it I did draw though! Hands on the corners to represent tuts, lock shapes on both sides and the star in the background for hedges, the crowns for fillorian royalty.

I also designed the framing to look like waves as a reference to the wellspring