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Comics Review: 'Shadow Service' TPB #3

Shadow Service Vol. 3: Death to Spies by Cavan Scott, Corn Howell, Triona Farrell

adventure

fantasy

occult

science fiction

spy stuff

My Rating: 4 of 5 stars

Well, now, that's not good.

The supernatural intelligence community has witnessed a string of targeted attacks from all manner of simulants — tricky, powerful creatures that absorb the form of local folklore and rip apart local agents. Perfect timing. Gina has convinced herself that she's getting the hang of this secret agent stuff. This occult agent stuff. This being-a-witch thing. But shapeshifters are nasty business. And they're a global problem. Also, Section 26 is next on the hit list.

SHADOW SERVICE v3 is a riot of twists and turns. The first volume in this wickedly beautiful occult action comic produced exquisitely flawed (and entertaining) characters all too confident in themselves (and their flaws). The second volume was about scale, and about how the ego and petulance that clouds the judgment of humans so commonly clouds the judgment of the denizens of other realms as well. SHADOW SERVICE v3 is about one thing: betrayal. And if not full-on betrayal, then certainly the hindrances and dissatisfactions that manifest in their place when the institutions one trusts (or has no choice but to trust), contort themselves against one's favor.

Every chapter of this volume holds a hellacious twist. An otherwise well-plotted mission to recruit a member of The Department, Russia's supernatural secret service, goes to crap. A well-regarded teammate is fatally wounded. A well-trained agent from the Ministry of Esoteric Defense, China's occult secret service agency, makes her way into the West End and requests asylum. But whose fault is the botched mission? Must a dead teammate always be avenged? And is agent Hui Shoi-Ming, as buff and attractive as she is, telling the truth when she says her life is in danger?

Readers cannot be faulted if, upon finishing this volume, they are interminably fatigued by all of the sneaking around, the flashbacks, the speechifying, and the betrayals.

SHADOW SERVICE v3 is another solid book. However, the creative team leaves readers with zero time to rest. This is definitely the type of volume in which something remarkable happens on nearly every page. Gina and the delightfully snarky ghost version of her old pall Gideon Quill go house hunting, eventually stumbling upon the maternity hospital of the young witch's birth. Meanwhile Hex makes a mess of an interrogation when a doozy of a mythical creature crashes the party. Also meanwhile, Agent Hui learns an uncomfortable, blood-stained truth when the crisscrossed, unkept lines of command finally unravel ("What use is a scapegoat if you don't leave them behind?").

As with previous volumes, SHADOW SERVICE v3 is gorgeous. One highlight is the appearance of a flea demon, Bàolì: a wonderfully hideous, massive, eight-limbed terror of puss and teleportation skill. The demon's transparent torso seethes; it's face-shape is that of a skinless, three-quarters human skull; and the beast is colored with iridescent purples and blues that span the smoky to the cerulean. Gina is a great character, and Hui the flirty shapeshifter is a fun addition to the cast, but this volume's unquestionable highlight is the arrogant flea demon who teases and torments its prey.

Section 26 is in a bad spot. Fortunately, Gina is slowly unearthing the secrets and misgivings involving a deeper-underground coven of bootlickers eager to turn the world over to the darkness. Just what the heck is this "seventh scion" anyways? And why in the hell is it Gina?

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[moonguardrants]

Gonna rant here and say Calvin-Moon Guard (Calvin Quill) is garbage even way back on Wyrmrest Accord. They were stalking two guilds I'm in on alts on one of their many rogues and logged onto two accounts to gain an advantage in a IC fight and no one knew about this until someone just happened to check their alts on armory since they have all their alts on checkpvp on hidden which I always find sus

Anyway here in the screenshot above Shorten and Composite are both Calvin Quill's alts! They were trying to gain a fight advantage with Clan Esuri whom they were stalking on their rather many number of rogues for quite awhile. They always appeared 5 minutes after something happened.

I was given information and asked around about their alts so I could block them after I learn about them being buddy buddies with Niklos Adamant, Gideon Northgate, Kalom, Gnosh.ect.ect.ect yeah basically in that 'circle' to keep my buddies and friends out of potential drama

Calvin-Moon Guard

Shorten-Moon Guard

Composite-Moon Guard

Unmake-Moon Guard

Unrecognize-Moon Guard

Everyplace-Moon Guard

Strength-Moon Guard

Efficient-Moon Guard

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[bartonomy]

RESTLESS SILENCE!

PAIRING Barty Crouch Jr. x quiet!fem!Ravenclaw!Reader

SYNOPSIS Barty Crouch Jr. hated silence. You thrived in it. Being paired together for a Potions project in the library should have been simple—but Barty refuses to let the quiet win.

CONTENT WARNING obsessive! barty, possessive! james, angst, fluff, the boys not asking yn abt her feelings LMFAO lmk if i missed something!

WORD COUNT 5k words

library.

Barty Crouch Jr. prided himself on many things—his sharp mind, his quick reflexes, his ability to get under people’s skin ( much to Regulus’ and Evans dismay) when he wanted to. But patience? That had never been one of them.

And yet, patience was exactly what was required when he found himself sitting across from you in the library, parchment spread between you, potions textbook propped open, the air between you thick with silence.

It wasn’t just any silence. It was a suffocating, calculated quiet, the kind that settled around the you like a second skin. You liked it. Humming in contentment as you flipped through the book to gather enough information for your assignment.

It drove him mental.

You had been partnered up in Slughorn’s class earlier that day, much to Barty’s irritation. You were everything he wasn’t—controlled, meticulous, the sort of person who took diligent notes and never spoke unless you had something of actual substance to say. The worst part? You were no outcast. Despite your quiet nature, you were as well-liked, hovering at the edges of the Marauders’ usual chaos, laughing softly at Pandora Lovegood’s dreamy theories, and using your smart mouth (Gideon insists) to get the Prewett brothers out of trouble from Mcgonnagall. You were… respected.

Barty was tolerated, at best.

Now, in the dim glow of the library’s enchanted lanterns, you sat across from him, quill in hand, completely ignoring him. Well, unintentionally, he had been fussing in his place since you both arrived an hour ago, trying to get you to do merlin knows with him.

Barty exhaled sharply through his nose, slumping back in his chair. “You could at least pretend to be interested in conversation,” he muttered.

You didn’t look up. “I don’t find unnecessary conversations stimulating.”

He scoffed. “How very Ravenclaw of you.”

You merely hummed in acknowledgment but said nothing more, flipping to another page in his (you lended yours to Peter after he accidentally got soaked by the bucket of water from the black lake intended for Snape) textbook.

Barty’s fingers drummed against the table. He could handle a lot of things—detentions, duels, even his father’s unrelenting scrutiny, but this? This was insufferable.

So, naturally, he decided to make it his mission to ruin the silence.

It started small.

A flick of his wand, and your inkwell slid ever-so-slightly across the table. You caught it before it could spill, shot him a glance, and continued writing.

Next, he nudged your parchment just out of reach. You didn’t even blink, simply shifted your chair forward and carried on.

Fine. If you were going to be stubborn, he’d up the stakes.

With another subtle movement of his wand, your beloved muggle book „The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie“ the one you had tucked beside your Potions text, began to quiver. Slowly at first, then more violently, the pages ruffling as though caught in a windstorm.

you sighed, set your quill down rather roughly, and calmly muttered, “Finite Incantatem.”

The book stilled.

Barty whistled. “Impressive.”

You finally looked up at him, expression unreadable. “It‘s a First Year spell. Are you always this restless?”

He grinned. “Are you always this boring?”

There was no offense in your gaze, only quiet scrutiny. “No. But I also don’t feel the need to fill the silence just because it makes you uncomfortable.”

Barty opened his mouth, then shut it again.

No one had ever called him out so plainly before. Most people either avoided him, tolerated him, or challenged him outright. But you… you understood him in a way that unsettled him.

And worse, he had no idea what to do with that.

The pranks escalated.

By the end of the week, Barty had:

• Transfigured your quill into a small snake (you turned it back with no regard of his presence, only Trelwaney who shrieked in horror).

• Enchanted your book to read aloud in a dramatic voice (you merely bookmarked your page and waited for him to get bored).

• Jinxed your notes to rearrange themselves whenever you tried to read them (you rewrote them without complaint).

Each time, you met his antics with infuriating patience. No anger. No exasperation. Just quiet indifference, as if you knew exactly why he was doing it.

It wasn’t until he charmed your beloved novel to hover just out of reach that you finally had enough.

With a soft Expelliarmus, the book yanked itself free from his spell and slammed down onto the table between you. you met his gaze, eyes burning with guarded anger.

“Why?” you asked, voice level but firm.

Barty leaned forward, resting his chin on his palm. “Why what?”

You exhaled, slow and measured. Merlin, was he testing your already low patience “Why go to such lengths just to get a reaction?”

Barty opened his mouth to fire back something witty, but the words caught. He couldn’t answer.

Because the truth was something he didn’t want to admit. Because silence had never been kind to him. Because silence meant expectation, the weight of his father’s disapproval, the loneliness of never being enough. Because he didn’t know how to exist in a world that didn’t constantly react to him.

You watched as something shifted in his expression—something raw, something unguarded. And for the first time since you had been paired together, you didn’t seem like you were trying to solve him.

You just saw him.

The silence stretched between you once more. But this time, it didn’t feel suffocating. This time, it felt like something else entirely. Something dangerous. Something inevitable.

The library had become a battlefield.

Barty didn’t lose. Not at duels, not at arguments, and certainly not at mind games. But after a week of relentless pestering, pranks, and jinxed books, but all he was met with was radio silence.

And Barty hated being ignored.

Tonight was no different.

You were back in your usual spot in the potions section near the back, candlelight flickering over parchment, and you were sure you could hear people snogging in the aisle next to you. Barty wasn’t writing. He was watching, and it pissed you off.

“Fascinating,” he drawled, chin resting on his palm.

You sighed, not even bothered to look up. “What is?”

“You,” he said simply.

At last, you glanced at him, one brow slightly raised. Not surprised, not flattered, only curious and slightly amused. As if he was some interesting tale from Trelawney‘s weekly horoscopes

Barty leaned forward, smirking. “You’re too patient for someone who spends time with the Marauders. They’re reckless. Loud. Gits.”

Your lips twitched in almost a smile. “And yet, I don’t find them insufferable.”

“Lucky them,” he muttered.

You tilted your head, studying him. “You don’t actually hate them, do you?”

Barty scoffed, leaning back. “Tell them that, and I’ll hex you.”

You hummed, unconvinced. “You could have joined them, you know. You’re clever enough. Quick-witted. You keep up with them in class.”

He narrowed his eyes. “What makes you think I wanted to associate myself with obnoxious Griffins? I have a reputation to uphold ”

You only raised your eyebrow at that. “Oh yes, because being a maniacal, havoc wrecking wizard is soooooo important”

He roared into laughter, clutching his stomach like you have given him the funniest joke in Salazars sake. Tears were dripping out the corner of his eyes with his ropes falling messily over his shoulder.

After his sudden burst of emotions, there was silence, well, as much as you could say from Barty‘s loud wheezing trying to calm himself down and a group of second year Hufflepuffs discussing the use of Mandrakes, the space between you two was peaceful

Then, you shrugged, rolling your shoulders back to ease the growing pain (or the growing tension that is about to engulf you two) “or maybe, its because you’re lonely.”

Barty went still instantly.

For a moment, the pleasant quietness became oppressive, thick with something neither of you wanted to name.

Then,he laughed again. Though, now, it was short, sharp, utterly devoid of humor. “You think you know me?”

“I think,” you started, carefully trying to puck out the right words, “that you spend too much time trying to get people to notice you, y‘know?.”

His smirk returned, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “And yet, you’re the one paying attention.”

This time, you didn’t look away.

Checkmate.

Barty wasn’t sure when it started.

When you became the first person he looked for in a room. When silence with you stopped feeling suffocating and started feeling… different.

It was a slow, creeping thing, like poison slipping into his bloodstream.

You weren’t like the Marauders. You didn’t fill space with noise or demand attention. You simply were, an observer, someone who noticed things most people didn’t.

And Barty hated being noticed.

The Slytherin common room was quiet this late at night, with most students crammed at the Hufflepuff quidditch After-party after they had won against Ravenclaw earlier that day. Except for Barty and Regulus.

The younger Black sat in one of the loveseats by the fireplace, posture perfect as always with his messenger bag on his side while across from him, Barty sprawled lazily on the couch, legs stretched out, looking more reckless (or crazy according to Evan) than usual.

Regulus had been watching him for the past ten minutes. The tension in his shoulders, the way he ran a hand through his Black-Green hair in agitation or the way his knee bounched when he thought no one was looking.

Finally, as if this thought gave him immense pain, he sighed. „You’re obsessed.“

Barty stilled. „What?“

„With her.“ Regulus arched an eyebrow knowingly

Junior scoffed, throwing his head back against the couch dramatically, flailing his arms „Oh, not you too!

Regulus ignored him. “It’s pathetic.” Barty turned his head, smirking. “Funny. Sirius said the same thing about you once.”

Regulus’ fingers twitched. “Sirius is an idiot.”

“And yet, here you are, acting just like him—concerned about my well-being, giving me the I know best speech.” Barty sighed, stretching his arms behind his head. “It’s sweet, really.”

Regulus rolled his eyes. “Don’t flatter yourself. I don’t care what you do.” Barty grinned. “Liar.”

Regulus exhaled sharply. “What is this, Barty?”

Barty hummed, considering. “I have no idea what you are talking about, Reggie”

Regulus frowned. “You’re distracting me by talking about my idiotic brother. So spill, what are you afraid of? ”

Barty’s smirk faltered. For a long moment, he didn’t answer. Just stared into the flickering fire, expression unreadable. Then, with a slow breath out “Everything.”

Regulus didn’t press. Didn’t have to. He understood better than anyone what Barty really meant. The weight of expectations. The suffocating presence of a father who saw only duty.

Regulus studied him for a moment. “You don’t get attached to people. Especially not to someone like L/N. " Barty’s smirk returned, but it was weaker this time. “Maybe she’s just different.”

Regulus leaned back, unimpressed. “Or maybe you just don’t like that you can’t control her.” Barty exhaled sharply through his nose, running a hand through his hair. “And yet, I keep coming back.”

Regulus tilted his head. “That’s called liking someone, Barty.”

Barty scoffed, rolling his eyes. “Please. I don’t like people.”

“Then why does James Potter look like he wants to murder you?”

His expression darkened. “Because he knows.” the curly haired boy hummed thoughtfully. “Knows what?”

Barty looked him dead in the eyes.

“That she��s mine.”

Regulus sighed, standing up. “Merlin, you’re insufferable.”

But as he walked away, Barty didn’t move. Didn’t speak. Just sat there, watching the fire, thinking about you.

It was , like Regulus said, James who noticed first.

Barty had expected it, really. The four eyed boy was too perceptive for his own good, especially when it came to people who operated in the gray spaces between morality.

One evening in the Gryffindor common room, James leaned against the couch where you were reading, arms crossed. “So,” he mused, “are you finally going to tell us why Crouch won’t leave you alone?”

You barely glanced up. “Because we’re Potions partners.”

Sirius, sprawled across an armchair, snorted. “Right. And I’m Minister for Magic.”

Remus, ever the voice of reason, tilted his head. “You do spend an awful lot of time with him.”

Peter nodded, mouth stuffed with fizzing whizzbees. “It’s weird.”

you sighed, closing your book without marking your spot first, which you internally curse. “He’s… frustrating.”

Sirius smirked. “But?”

You hesitated. Just for a moment. “But he’s not as easy to hate as people think.” That was all they needed to hear.

Sirius groaned dramatically. “Merlin help us, she’s sympathizing with the enemy.”

Remus grinned knowingly. “This is going to be fun.”

James Potter knew you better than anyone.

He had known you since you two were small—before Hogwarts, before the Marauders, before any of this. You had been his first real friend, little pigtails following him around, who always listened when he rambled about Quidditch, often times playing the referee and giving yellow cards to his imaginary opponents and someone who was there when he needed you.

And now? Now you were spending too much time with Barty bloody Crouch Junior.

James didn’t like it. Not one bit.

At first, he thought nothing of it. A Potions partnership was just that—a school assignment. But then he started noticing things.

The way you lingered in the library after hours.

The way Barty watched you fondly when he thought no one was looking.

The way you didn’t seem nearly as irritated with him as you should have been.

And that was unacceptable.

James wasn’t stupid. He knew who Barty Crouch Jr. was. The arrogant, sharp-tongued Slytherin who played by his own rules, who didn’t care about anyone but himself and his best friend‘s brother. And yet, somehow, he had wormed his way into your schedule, your attention—things James had always had without question.

He didn’t realize just how much it bothered him until he saw you two together.

It was a late evening in the library, and James had come to find you. Instead, he found your little pest stuck to your side.

Barty was leaning back in his chair, smirking, while you sat across from him, rolling your eyes but not actually telling him to leave you alone. There was something different in the air between them—an ease James didn’t like.

Not one bit.

“Oi.”

You looked up, blinking in surprise. “James?”

Barty groaned. “Oh, fantastic.”

James ignored him, focusing on her. “We were supposed to go over Transfiguration notes, remember? Minnie was bugging me to take lessons with you”

You frowned. “That’s not until—”

“Now,” James said firmly. Barty snorted. “Territorial, aren’t we, Potter?”

James’ jaw clenched. “Just making sure my best friend isn’t wasting her time.” He just grinned, all teeth. “Oh, trust me, she’s not.”

You sighed, rubbing your temples to ease the incoming headache. Is it from Barty‘s constant yapping, the oh so frustrating instructions of the Felix Felicis, or James bickering? Who knows. “James, we’re just working on Potions.”

“Right,” James muttered. “Because that explains why he won’t stop staring at you.”

Barty raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “You jealous, Potter?” James hated how his stomach twisted at that. “Of you?” He scoffed. “Hardly.”

“Good,” Barty said smoothly, “because she’s free to spend time with whoever she wants.” The Gryffindor bristled. “And you’re free to bugger off.”

“James.” your voice was sharp now, cutting through the tension. you stood, gathering your books. “I’ll meet you in your common room later, okay?”

James hesitated, then exhaled sharply. “Fine.” But his glare at Barty said this isn’t over.

As he left, Barty chuckled under his breath. “Protective, isn’t he?”

“You love making things worse, don’t you?” you simply glared at him. Barty grinned. “Admit it. You’d be bored otherwise.”

You only shook your head at that, exasperated. But this time, you didn’t argue.

And Barty? He liked that just a little too much.

James Potter wasn’t the jealous type. At least, that’s what he told himself. But this—this infuriating, undeniable thing happening between his best friend and Barty bloody Crouch Jr.—was driving him mad.

It wasn’t just about Barty. It was about you.

You were his best friend. The one person who had always been there before Sirius, before Remus, before Peter. You had an unspoken understanding, a rhythm that no one else could touch.

And yet, somehow, you were slipping out of reach.

Because of that foul git.

Because wherever you were, Barty was not far behind.

Pandora Lovegood was an odd one. Everyone knew it.

She spoke in riddles, saw connections where others didn’t, and had a habit of appearing exactly where she was needed.

So James should have known better than to groan when she plopped down next to him on the bench in the transfiguration courtyard, humming thoughtfully.

“You’re sulking,” she observed. “I don’t sulk,” James muttered.

She smiled, entirely unconvinced. “It’s about her and him, isn’t it?” He scowled, borderline pouted. “There is no her and him.”

Pandora tilted her head. “Not yet.” at that, James sat up straighter. “Yet?”

Pandora just hummed again, her dreamy expression betraying nothing. “I think you’re afraid.”

“Of what? Crouch?” He snorted. “Please.”

“No,” Pandora mused. “Not him. You’re afraid because for the first time, she’s paying attention to someone else.” James didn’t respond. Because that would mean admitting she was right. The Rosier smiled knowingly. “You can’t stop it, you know.”

“Stop what?”

She simply shrugged, standing as if that answered everything. “The inevitable.”

James groaned. “Merlin, you’re worse than Moony.”

But as she walked away, her words lingered. And James hated that more than anything.

James found Barty alone that evening, leaning against the cobble stone wall just outside the Charms Classroom. He didn’t hesitate.

“Stay away from her.”

Barty turned, raising an eyebrow. “Potter,” he drawled, lips curling into a smirk. “This is getting predictable.” James stepped closer, jaw tight. “I’m serious.”

“Sirius is the loud one,” Barty quipped. “You’re the one with the tragic hero complex.” James hated that he had a point. “Whatever game you’re playing,” he said sharply, “she’s not a part of it.”

Barty’s smirk faltered. Just for a second. “Who says it’s a game?”

James scoffed. “Oh, please. You don’t care about her. You just like getting a rise out of people. And I won’t let you use her to do it.” Barty’s expression darkened.

“Use her?” he repeated, voice low, dangerous. “Funny, coming from you.”

James stiffened. “What the hell does that mean?”

Barty leaned in slightly, voice smooth as silk. “It means you don’t like that she’s spending time with me—not because you think I’ll hurt her, but because you can’t stand the idea of not being the most important person in her life.” James clenched his fists. Barty’s smirk was sharp, knowing. “Hits a nerve, doesn’t it?” James took a slow breath. He would not hex him.Not yet, at least.

“She’s my best friend,” James said coldly. “And I trust her. But I don’t trust you.” Barty’s gaze flickered—just for a moment. Then, with an infuriating grin, he stepped back.

“Well then, Potter.” His voice was almost mocking. “Let’s see who she trusts more.” And with that, he turned and walked away.

James stayed there for a long time, breathing heavily, hands clenched at his sides. Because for the first time, he wasn’t entirely sure who would win.

You were avoided him.

Not subtly. Not carefully. Just completely ignoring his existence

It started the week following the small… confrontation in library. Barty walked into Potions, expecting you to be at their usual table at the back, books already open,quill tapping absently against parchment, asking about his usual trouble with filch and a soft smile gracing your lips. Instead, your lips never opened and gaze never left your paper.

No glance in his direction. No acknowledgment at all.

Barty stared. His fingers curled into fists beneath the desk.

Fine.

But then it kept happening. In the corridors, you veered away when you saw him approaching. In the library, you sat with James, Sirius, even Remus—anyone but him. When he did catch youe eye across the Great Hall, you looked away so quickly it felt like a slap.

It wasn’t anger. It was erasure, like he wasn’t even there.

Barty Crouch Jr. had never been ignored in his life. People watched him. They feared him. They respected him, hated him, wanted to be him. But you—you were acting as though he was nothing.

And he couldn’t stand it.

At first, he played it off. Shrugged, smirked, pretended not to care. But then a week passed. Then another. And with every second of silence, something inside him frayed. He found himself watching you too closely. Waiting for you to look at him. Wanting your attention, even if it was anger, frustration, anything but this emptiness.

And when James Potter threw an arm around your shoulders at the Slytherin party, whispering something that made you laugh—

Something in Barty snapped.

You didn’t know how it had come to this.

One moment, you had been talking with Evan about absolute nonsense, nursing a cup of firewhiskey mixed with something you didn’t want to know, trying to focus on anything other than the tension between James and Barty, the way they seemed to be circling each other like wolves.

And now…

Now you were backed against the cold stone wall of an abandoned corridor, heart pounding as Barty loomed in front of you, eyes blazing with something wild, something dangerous.

“You’re avoiding me.” His voice was low, accusing.

You swallowed hard, forcing yourself to meet his gaze. “I’m not.”

“Liar.”

You flinched. Not because you were afraid of him, Merlin, no—Barty is lunatic at best—but because there was something desperate in his voice, something fraying at the edges.

“I just needed space,” you said carefully. Barty let out a sharp, humorless laugh. “Space? From me?”

His fingers twitched at his sides, and for a brief, terrifying moment, you thought he might actually grab you, hold you there like he could force you to listen. “You belong with me.”

The words sent a chill down you spine. Not because of their meaning—but because of how much he believed them. “Barty,” you whispered, voice betrying you slightly, much to your annoyance “you don’t own me.”

His jaw clenched. “I never said I did.”

“But you act like it,” you shot back. “Like I’m something for you to win. Like James and I can’t be close, like I don’t have a choice in who I spend time with.”

Barty exhaled sharply, stepping closer, invading her space. “You do have a choice.” His voice was low now, almost a plea. “So why do you keep running from this?”

This. Whatever this was.

You felt your breath hitch, your pulse racing as he stared at you, expression laced with something desperate.

“This isn’t normal,” you whispered. Barty tilted his head, studying you. “Since when have I ever been normal?”

Your heart ached at that. Because he wasn’t. He was sharp edges and chaos, wildfire wrapped in silk. And you were intrigued.

“Tell me to leave,” Barty murmured, voice softer now, more dangerous. “Tell me you don’t want me, and I will.”

You opened your mouth, words mingling in your head, yet none of them escaped your lips.

Barty’s smirk returned, but it wasn’t triumphant. It was something else—something satisfied yet frustrated, as if he hated how much he needed you to not push him away.

The next day, you felt off-balance. Everything was the same, yet nothing was.

The Great Hall was as loud as ever, filled with students laughing, chattering, passing notes between bites of dinner. James sat beside you, talking animatedly with Sirius about the shenanigans they pulled at last night‘s party. Remus was reading. Pandora was off in her own world, stirring her tea with the wrong end of her spoon.

It was normal.

But you weren’t . Because he was there. Across the room, at the Slytherin table. And he wasn’t acting normal at all.

Barty Crouch Jr. was watching you. His elbow was propped on the table, chin resting against his knuckles, eyes fixed on you with that sharp, playful intensity. Like he was waiting for something. Like he could still feel last night as much as you could—the heat of his breath, the weight of his words, the way he had opened your eyes.

Your stomach twisted but not in the usual dread

You quickly looked down at her plate, poking at the food with the fork, suddenly very aware of every movement, every breath.

It was fine.

You could pretend it hadn’t happened. You could move on, act normal, be the person she had always been. You could-

“You okay?”

James’ voice cut through your thoughts.

You startled, nearly knocking over your pumpkin juice. James frowned, eyes narrowing slightly behind his glasses.

“You’re jumpy,” he observed. “Weird day?”

Yes. Extremely weird.

“No,” you said quickly. “Just tired.”

James didn’t look convinced.

Barty was still watching. You could feel it. Your pulse quickened. You needed to get out of here.

With a forced smile, you pushed back from the table. “I just remembered-I have to grab something from the library before class.” James raised an eyebrow. “Now?”

“Yeah,” you said quickly. “I’ll see you at breakfast.”

You turned before he could question you further, walking briskly out of the Great Hall, heart pounding.

You should have known he would find you.

It had been inevitable. Barty Crouch Jr. wasn’t the kind of person who let things go. He didn’t believe in backing down, in walking away—especially not from you.

And so, a day after the Slytherin party, after you had spent the night pretending you weren’t looking over your shoulder for him, he found you.

The Astronomy Tower was, to your luck, empty. The moment you stepped onto the stone balcony, the cold air biting at your skin, you felt him before you saw him in your peripheral vision.

He was leaning against the railing, staring out over the darkened grounds, sleeves rolled up, hands tense against the stone. He looked different in the moonlight. Less sharp, less manic, less like the Barty Crouch Jr. the world expected him to be.

For a moment, neither of you spoke.

“I hate my father.”

His voice was quiet. Hollow. You stiffened, startled by his sudden honesty, by the rawness in his tone.

Still, you didn’t leave. Didn’t move.

Barty exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. “You don’t know what it’s like,” he murmured. “To be expected to be perfect. To be a reflection of someone else, someone you loathe.”

Your chest ached at the exhaustion in his voice.

You stayed silent, waiting.

Barty let out a sharp laugh, but there was no humor in it. “He thinks he can mold me into whatever he wants. A loyal son. A future politician. A Crouch through and through.” He scoffed. “But I’m not. I never was.”

He turned to look at you then, and for the first time, there was no smirk, no amusement—just something raw and vulnerable, something you had never seen before.

“I think,” he said slowly, voice quieter now, “that’s why I wanted you so much.”

Your breath caught unexpectedly.

Barty’s eyes flickered over your face, unreadable. “You don’t try to make me be something.” His lips twisted. “Even when you hate me, at least it’s real.”

Something heavy settled between you, thick and undeniable.

“And”, he started, face twisting into something uncomfortable, trying to find the right words. For a moment, he said nothing. Just looked at you—like he was fighting a battle you couldn’t see.

Then-

“I hate him too.”

The words were sharp, bitter, cutting through the silence like a blade. Your breath hitched. “Barty—”

“No.” He turned to face you fully, eyes burning. “I hate the way he hovers around you like he owns you. I hate the way he looks at me like I’m something filthy. I hate that no matter what I do, he’s always there.”

Your chest ached at the frustration in his voice, the way his fists clenched like he was barely keeping himself together.

“He’s my best friend,” you said softly. Barty let out a sharp, humorless laugh. “No. He’s waiting.”

You frowned at that. “Waiting for what?”

“For you to wake up,” Barty muttered. “For you to realize that he’s the safer choice. The one who won’t make your life complicated. The one who fits neatly into your perfect little world.”

You stared at him, stunned. “You think this is about James?”

Barty scoffed. “It’s always about him.”

Frustration flared in your chest. “Barty, I chose to stay away.”

He stilled.

“I chose to keep my distance,” you continued, voice surprisingly steady despite the inner hurricane you felt. “Not because of James. Not because of anyone else. But because you—”a sharp exhale left your mouth. “You scare me.”

Something flickered in his expression. “I’d never hurt you.”

“I know,” you whispered. “That’s not what I meant.”

Because this, the fire between them, the way he looked at you like he was drowning and you were the only air left—

It was too much. Barty was too much. And you weren’t sure if you were strong enough to handle it.

For a long moment, neither of you moved.

Then, slowly, Barty stepped closer. Not enough to touch, but enough that you could feel his warmth, enough that your breath caught in your throat.

“You don’t have to be afraid of me,” he murmured.

Your pulse raced. “Then stop—” “Stop what?” His voice was rough now, almost desperate. “Wanting you? Needing you?”

“Barty—”

He exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. “I don’t know how to stop.”

And maybe that was the real problem. Because Barty Crouch Jr. had never been good at letting things go.

And neither had you.

So when he reached for you, fingers brushing against your wrist like he wasn’t sure you’d let him, you didn’t pull away.

And when he kissed you, desperate and reckless and full of something sharp and aching,

you kissed him back.

[favcharacterpoll]

SEMIFINALS MATCH 2: QUILL VS. KERMIT

why is he still here

Quill Propaganda:

"He's such a loser. Has beef with 3 16 year olds. He's like 4'10. Had one of the best character arcs ever. He almost died. His sword is bejeweled."

"guys vote for my son quilliam and his stupid little bedazzled sword"

"you wanna punch his face in in the first book and by the end you're sobbing buckets and loving and protecting him as if he were your own and my closing argument: it would be really really fucking funny"

"VOTE QUILL HE HAS FUNNY GOGGLES AND IS BEEFING WITH A TEENAGER BECAUSE THAT TEENAGER STABBED HIM IN THE ASS DURING A FENCING COMPETITION WHEN HE WAS LIKE 11 AND QUILL NEVER GOT OVER IT"

“new propaganda his ass has goggles & they leave red rings on his face & demonstrate even more how stupid he is”

“more propaganda we fuucking hate him”

☠Sticky, Shaggy, Sans Undertale, Luigi, Kim Dokja, Zagreus☠

Kermit Propaganda:

"Kermit is the best ever and I love him ❤️"

"Kermit is sag aftra"

"ofc i support kermit the frog he’s a small business owner he’s an artist he’s an actor he’s a union man he loves his wife he’s a babygirl literally he is the perfect man"

"This one, I'm pulling from Kermit because it's Kermit the Frog. He's an independent artist who has multiple movies in which he refuses to sell out and also the accidental implication that he caused 9/11."

"if kermit wins I'll write a scene of him and Scar hanging out" [@the-joju-experience ]

"Kermitgang motherfuckers"

"It would be so on brand for Kipps to lose to a frog"

"he [kipps] deserves to get his butt kicked in by Kermit"

☠Claude Von Riegan, Pizza, Balthazar Cavendish, Scout, Mia Fey, Zuko, Soundwave, Gideon Nav☠

[multishipperofgaydeadwizards]

(Almost) All the marauders era characters (that I could find at least)

@catinasink the post I promised you.

this list isn't finished yet, but I feel like this list finally deserves to see the light of day. hell, cat, you've probably forgotten this was in the making... which I can't blame you for because this has been happening since christmas 💀

I will update it... eventually. idk when yet

if you want to, you can send me an ask, and I'll tell you my hc for the characters :D

James Potter

Father of Harry Potter

born 27th March 19 and died 31st October 19

Griffindor

pureblood

was at hogwarts from 1971 to 1978

Sirius Black

Griffindor

born 3rd November 1959 and died 18th June 1996

pureblood

was framed for the murder of James Potter and Lily Potter (Evans) and sent to Azkaban

was at hogwarts from 1971 to 1978

Remus John Lupin

born 10th March 1960 and died 2nd May 1998

was bitten by a werewolf as a child (he was four I believe not sure tho)

Griffendor

was at hogwarts from 1971 to 1978

Peter Pettigrew

born around 1960 and died somewhere in March 1998

griffindor, but the head took five minutes to decide

first worked with the order, but then became a deatheater and is the actual reason James and Lily were murdered

was at hogwarts from 1971 to 1978

Marlene McKinnon

died July 1981

marlene was a member of the wizarding mckinnon family, which, according to hagrid, consisted of some of the best witches and wizards of their age, implying that marlene too was a very accomplished witch

Lily J. Evans

born 30th January 1960 and died 31st October 1981

muggleborn

griffindor

married james potter and had Harry Potter with him. she died protecting Harry

was at hogwarts from 1971 to 1978

Mary McDonald

attended hogwarts in the 1970s with lily and severus snape

was attacked by mulciber with dark magic somewhere during her time at Hogwarts

griffendor

Frank C. J. Longbottom

pureblood

married Alice Longbottom

was tortured into insanity by a group of death eaters (bellatrix, rodolphus, and rabastian lestrange and barty crouch jr)

Alice Longbottom

has no canon maiden name, but people often hc her as a fortescue

pureblood

was tortured into insanity by a group of deatheaters (bellatrix, rodolphus, and rabastian lestrange and barty crouch jr)

Molly Weasley (Prewett)

was born as molly prewett, but she married arthur weasley and took his last name

born 30th October 1949 or 1950

pureblood

griffindor

killed bellatrix during the second wizarding war

Gideon Prewett

died 1981

pureblood

was murdered by five deatheaters before the end of the (first) wizarding war (Antonin Dolohov & four others)

he may have had a big nose

Fabian Prewett

died 1981

pureblood

was murdered by five deatheaters before the end of the (first) wizarding war (Antonin Dolohov & four others)

he may have had a big nose

Arthur Weasley

born 6th February 1950

pureblood

griffindor

believer in the equality of all magical and Muggle folk

was born to septimus and cedrella weasley (née black) and had two brothers

married molly prewett, who took his last name

Selina Sapworthy

griffindor

born before 1969

award-winning author in the fields of Herbology and plant-related Divination

worked for the international quidditch team

Wainscott

was born before 1981

worked as a nurse at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry under Poppy Pomfrey during the 1990s

she has no canon first name, but I usually call her Carmen Wainscott

Lucinda Thompsonicle-Pocus

designed the list for materials needed by the students

chief attendant of witchcraft provisions for hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry in the early 1990s

Stebbins

no canon gender

in 1976, they refused to stop writing with their quill even after the time ran out (during O.W.Ls). they got in trouble with flitwick because of it

they have no canon name, but I usually call them Alexander Stebbins and hc them as male

Camelia

was a teacher during the 1990s

possibly a member of the slug club

was murdered by an unknown deatheater after the battle of Hogwarts

after she stopped teaching, she got married

she has no canon last name, but I usually call her Camelia Solis

Patricia Rakepick

was a dark witch and a world-famous curse-breaker for gringotts wizarding bank

exceptional student, top of her class, who, regardless, was always in trouble

attended hogwarts from 1967 to 1974

was said to be friendly with the marauders and even "mentored" them in troublemaking

Olivia Gleaves

was reported missing together with her relative toby in 1997

Caspard Singleton

invented the self stirring cauldron

was born in 1959

Sturgis Podmore

member of the order of phoenix and fought in both wars

was a member of the advanced guard in 1995

was put under the imperius curse by a death to break in the department of mysteries and was sentenced to six months in azkaban for it

Tilden Toots

born 1959

worked as a famous herbologist, potioneer, and radio personality and presenter

was said to have three green thumbs due to both having a wizarding condition and radial polydactyly in his left hand

Davey Gudgeon

visited hogwarts during the early 1970s

nearly lost his eye trying to get close enough to the whomping willow to touch its trunk as part of a game. since the incident, students were forbidden to go near the tree for their own safety, and possibly for the tree's own safety as well

Florean Fortescue

died 1996

summer of 1996, he was abducted and later murdered by lord voldemort

was an expert on the subject of medieval witch-burnings

owner of florean fortescue's ice cream parlour in diagon alley

Albert Runcorn

high ranking wizarding official during the administration of pius thicknesse

he investigated alleged muggleborns and uncovered dirk cresswells muggle ancestry

might have been sent to azkaban for his war crimes against muggleborns

Mary Elizabeth Cattermole

muggleborn

unknown maiden name

was described as small with dark hair that she wore in a neat bun

she lived at 27 chislehurst gardens, great tolling, evesham with her husband and children

Reginald "Reg" Cattermole

sun in libra, moon in virgo

he had three children with mary (Maisie, Ellie, and Alfred)

lived at 27 chislehurst gardens, great tolling, evesham

Bilton Blimes

lived in the highlands of scotland in the 1980s

taken up both residence and employment in the picturesque little all-wizarding village of hogsmeade as the proprietor of zonko's joke shop

Narcissa Malfoy

born narcissa black

pureblood

born 1955

cousin of sirius and regulus, younger sister of bellatrix and andromeda, wife of lucius malfoy

was never a deatheater herself, but also believed in blood purity

slytherin

Lucius Malfoy

born 1954

slytherin

pureblood

deatheater and believed in pureblood supremacy

Thorfinn Rowle

deatheater who fought in the second war

he fought at the battle of the astronomy tower, where he accidentally killed fellow deatheater gibbon, burned rubeus hagrid's cabin, and tortured harry potter

on 1 August 1997, he tracked harry potter, ron weasley, and hermione granger to tottenham court road along with antonin dolohov disguised as construction workers, but the two death eaters were defeated and their memories were modified by hermione to cover their escape

Bellatrix Lestrange

born bellatrix black

pureblood

born 1951 and died 2 May 1998

cousin of sirius black and regulus black, older sister of andromeda tonks and narcissa malfoy

deatheater and believer of pureblood supremacy

slytherin

Zabini

mother of blaise zabini

famously beautiful and had seven husbands who died mysteriously

was known by horace slughorn, which is the reason he invited blaise into his compartment

she has no canon first name, but I usually call her Zoya Evelyn Zabini

Emma Vanity

slytherin

she was captain of the slytherin quidditch team from 1972 to 1976

Lucinda Talkalot

slytherin

she became captain of the slytherin quidditch team in 1976

Septima Vector

professor of arithmancy may have also been the advanced arithmancy studies teacher

known as really strict teacher who gives very hard homework

Evan Rosier

born between 1953-1966 and died in 1981

deatheater

pureblood

possibly related to the (female) black cousins

was killed by alastor moody

Regulus Arcturus Black

died 1979

pureblood

dratheater that turned on voldemort

little brother of sirius black, and cousin of bellatirx, narcissa and andromeda

slytherin

Dorcas Meadows

died 1981

died in the first war and was killed by voldemort himself

was a member of the order of phoenix

Glenda Chittock

born 1964

was the host of the wizarding wireless network program, witching hour. being host of this enormously famous radio program, she is featured on a chocolate frog card

Gwenog Jones

welsh

became a professional quidditch player and later achieved fame as the captain and beater of the welsh all-female quidditch team, the holyhead harpies

later, became the manager of the Welsh National Quidditch team

was the favorite student of slughorn and inducted into his club

Alecto Carrow

deatheater

sister of amycus carrow

after the fall of the ministry of magic in 1997, alecto was made professor of muggle studies; she taught the thinking that muggles are lesser than wizardkind, and likely taught the pureblood-philosophy as well

when severus snape became headmaster of hogwarts, she was appointed as deputy headmistress, alongside her brother (who was appointed as deputy headmaster)

loved to torture students that opposed her

Amycus Carrow

deatheater

brother of alecto carrow

was made DADA professor in 1997, which just became Dark Arts while he thought it

Amycus liked to cruelly punish and torture the students who opposed the new regime

Dolores Jane Umbridge

born 26 august 1961 or earlier

halfblood

slytherin

I don't have to explain her further, do I?

Arnold "Arnie" Peasegood

born 1976 or earlier

worked at the ministry of magic. by 1994, he worked in the capacity of obliviator for the accidental magic reversal squad and also as a hit wizard

Cereus Greengrass

had a blood malediction

Rodolphus Lestrange

pureblood

most likely slytherin

deatheater

Rabastian Lestrange

deatheater

pureblood

most likely slytherin

Severus Snape

needs no explanation

Mulciber Jr

was friends with snape

slytherin

deatheater

threw hexes at muggleborn students

assaulted mary mcdonald violently

has no canon first name, but I usually call him Bruce Mulciber

Avery Jr

was friends with snape

deatheater

slytherin

found it funny when mulciber tried to use dark magic on mary macdonald during the 1975-1976 school year

has no canon first name, but I usually call him Edmund Avery Junior

Wilkes

was friends with snape

deatheater

slytherin

died while trying to avoid being put in azkaban

has no canon first name, but I usually call them Juliette/Willhelm Wilkes

Rita Skeeter

didn't like bilton blimes for a prank that kept her from being able to get into the slug club

was a journalist who wrote for the sake of people reading instead of facts

could transform into a beetle (did the animagus training sometime prior to 1986)

Steve Laughalot

captain of the slytherin quidditch team from 1968 to 1972

slytherin

Florence Greengrass

bertha jorkins once caught her kissing a boy

Tamsin Hillicker

was reported missing along her relative iola

Gibbon Chavez

was a deatheater

it's unknown if he fought in the first war if he got sent to azkaban

Zamira Gulch

author who wrote "practical household magic"

also wrote for the daily prophet

D. L. Boot

went to hogwarts during the 1970s

has no canon first names, but I usually call him Douglas Lloyd Boot

Aurora Sinistra

works as astronomy teacher

her lesson are at night so she sleeps during the day

Emmeline Vance

died in 1996 during a deatheater attack

was a member of the original order of phoenix and probably fought in both wars

Sybill Trelawney

half-blood (muggle mother; wizard father)

made the prophecy about voldemort and the chosen one

she predicted that peter would escape and return to voldemort

worked as a teacher in hogwarts and was fired by umbridge

was born on march 9 in an unknown year

was engaged to a guy with the last name higglebottom but refused to take his last name so the relationship didn't last

Millecent Bagnold

ravenclaw

worked for the ministry

was elected the minister for magic of great britain in 1980

Pandora

mother of luna lovegood, wife of xenophilius lovegood

died during an experiment and luna watched

unknown maiden name

Barty Crouch Junior

deatheater

played by david tennat so obviously the most attractive man ever

received the dementors kiss on June 24th 1995

Doris Purkiss

(in 1995, during an interview) gave sirius an alibi for the night of the peter pettigrew + 12 muggle murders (she said they had a romantic dinner bc sirius= stubby boardman)

lived at number 18 Acanthia Way, Little Norton

Annalena Gleams

born annalena murk

griffindor

was a prefect

Dahlia F.

slughorn kept a picture of her in a viking maiden costume on his shelf

was a singled out member of the slugclub

apparently became an opera singer

Wendy Slinkhard

british

wrote at least 1 book

may be related to wilbert slinkhard, the author of defensive magical theory

was invited to the slugclub

slughorn kept a picture of her signing her book copy

Blossom Degrasse

famous herbologist, author, and potion master

released the book called "A Humble Guide for Potion Brewing You Cannot Live Without"

Mafalda Hopkirk

born 19 February–20 March, in or before 1973

assistant in the improper use of magic office at the ministry of magic

was incapacitated and impersonated by hermione granger

hopkirk's polyjuice potion was described as having a "pleasant heliotrope colour"

presumed that she was a kind and good-natured

E. Lima

e. lima was a wizard or witch who competed in duels. the daily prophet published a special report in 1996 about a duel between e. lima and m. mina, that was the final match of a dueling competition

has no canon first name or gender but I usually call them Estelle Lima and hc her as female

M. Mina

m. mina was a wizard or witch who competed in duels. the daily prophet published a special report in 1996 about a duel between e. lima and m. mina, that was the final match of a dueling competition

has no canon first name or gender but I usually call them Marcelina Mina and hc her as female

Verruca Buckthorn-Snyde

was a dark witch, who was a high-ranking member of a dangerous organisation known as 'R'

was also a metamorphmagus who could change her appearance at will

Villanelle

noted to be a skilled linguist

madam villanelle was a witch who worked at flourish and blotts in the 1980s and early 1990s

has no canon last name, but I usually call her Villanelle Solis

Olivia Green

ravenclaw

worked for the british ministry of magic as an unspeakable in the department of mysteries

eventually became the defense against the dark arts teacher in the 1990-1991 school year

Regulus Moonshine

developed a potion to suppress hags' normal appetite for human flesh. lost several chunks of own body while conducting the clinical trials

the daily prophet called him "professor", but it is not known if he ever taught at a wizarding school

Dirk Cresswell

mid-1990s he became head of the goblin liaison office, at the ministry of magic

fluent in Gobbledegook

a favourite student of slughorn

probably muggleborn

Augustis Pye

trainee healer at st mongo's hospital for magical maladies and injuries in the dai llewellyn ward

was interested in muggle medical practices

Bones

child of mr bones and mrs bones, sibling of amelia and edgar, and parent of susan

has no canon first name or gender but I usually call them Lucas Bones and hc them as male

[frankielbottom23]

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....now playing: stone cold crazy by queen 🎵....

heyyy. i'm frank longbottom, im 18, and a seventh-year gryffindor (go lions 🦁). i'm a pureblood and obsessed with photography and music. he/him. honestly at this point kiss a frog who cares.

feel free to msg me for anything :)

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James Potter - @james-the-amazing-potter

Sirius Black - @starlight-starbright-thatsme

Remus Lupin - @looneymoonyy

Peter Pettigrew - @wormy-loves-ch33se

Gilderoy Lockheart - @mystical-magical-me

Kingsley Shacklebolt - @king-ofthe-crop

Xenophilius Lovegood - @xeno-graphical

Lucius Malfoy - @lucius-malfoy-back

Rodolphus Lestrange - @rodolphus-le-strange

Barty Crouch Jr - @lifeofthe-barty

Evan Rosier - @whokilledevanrosier

Pandora Rosier - @pandoras-nox

Regulus Black - @reg-arc-black

Marlene Mckinnon - @marls-mckinn0n

Hestia Jones - @hjonesworld 

Mary McDonald - @mary-mcdeal

Emmeline Vance - @emmelineandhervans

Sybill Trelawney - @sybill-patrica-trelawney

Lily Evans - @lilytheginger

Alice Fotescue - @alicethekindone

Andromeda Black - @andromedashoax

Bellatrix Black - @the-queen-bellatrix - jan 10

Severus Snape - @severusprince-snape

Fabian Prewett - @fabian-with-an-f

Gideon Prewett - @the-prewett-twin

Alecto Carrow - @alectocrow

Aelius Fawley - @aelius-with-a-quill

Anna silvae - @annajohn-silvae

Adam Morningstar - @adam-lukas-morningstar

Imogen Morningstar - @imogenmorningstar

Olivier Hrdina - @oxxen--free

Addison Caddel - @addison-caddel

Persephone Lylia - @daughter-of-spring

Elias Smith - @magandang-kaluluwa

Alexander Kemet-Ali - @kingalexanderthegreat

Phoenix Harvey - @flyasaphoenix

Veronica Davis - @veronica-davis

Theodore Sinclair - @tjsinclairofficial

Anastasia Selwyn - @anastasia-selwyn

Valentina Zabini - @vszabini

Lia Matthews - @lialovergirl

Nia Dolohov - @antoniadolohov

Gavin Prescott - @gav-the-rockstar

Azalea Anderson - @xoazalea

Atlas Spencer - @alternate-world-of-atlas

Vidalia Carrington- @vidiadelafairy

Lucia ‘Lucy’ Graham - @luciagraham

Calliope Gardner - @your-favourite-callie

Asher Hayes - @secretlifeof-asher

Amariah ‘Riah’ Rowle - @scattered-across-thesky

Rafe Taylor - @whokilled-rafe

Nhia Moua - @nhia-moua

Tobias ‘Toby’ Newtman - @toby-netman-tics

Petra Elwood - @petraholly-elwood

Nico Mallory - @nico-lovesthe-sun

Jamie Min-Ho - @thathojamie

Regan Meris - @reagan-is-tired

Orson Peters - @orson-does-good-ish

Emmerson Peters - @clown-boy

Aurora ‘Rory’ De’vuex - @diddlydumdum

Mason Nordhaus - @mace-haus

Casey Ward - @manic-pixie-nitemare

Gabby Chen - @gabbyjchen

Azalea Anderson - @xoazalea

Simone Igwe - @mustofbeenthewind

Fallon Montague - @fallonhastallons

Ambrose Berrywill - @ambrose-ellis-berrywill

Camille Laurier - @camille-laurier

Michael Monroe - @mickeymousewizardhouse

Aspen Parker - @aspenophelia

Lilith Parker - @lilithivyparker

Doyle Laconi - @doyle-andi-laconi

Atlas Spencer - @alternate-world-of-atlas

Liya Min-Ho - @liyathebetterho

Brenna Dahl - @brenna-burningvalley

Zeriah ‘Zee’ Grey - @zeri4h-gr3y

Grayson ‘Gray’ Winchester  - @theonlyshadeofgray

Milo Michealson - @milopitchedthatball

Kenji Min-ho - @yourhottesthokenji

Ember Harvey - @emberamethyst

Seraphine ‘sera’ - @sera-seraphine

Silas Hagedorn - @sil-adorne

Catalina Simmons - @caramiacatalina

Clementine Caddel - @clementine-caddel

Dylan Andrews - @dylan-the-d1ld0

Kenji Min-ho - @anongymous-loveletters

Gabriel Lumiere - @gabriel-lumiere

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[iwannarunawayandbeapirate]

haven't been tagged but i love this trend

anyone who wants to, feel free to do this too!

[itsvioletttt]

FROM THE ASHES

CH IV: No Shit, Sherlock!

Gideon has some interesting teaching methods. Exes are thoroughly discussed. Alice is on a mission — and so are James and Lily, although they are a lot quieter about it.

“You know,” commented Sirius,  “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a classroom from this angle.”  For what must’ve been the first time in their Hogwarts career, James and Sirius were sitting on the very front row. Sirius had even bothered to bring school supplies: a torn piece of parchment, a quill and a pot of dried-up ink with him. They dubbed it the Prewett effect — a trend that had spread the student body like a disease, brandishing them with a new love for academics.  “Huh.” James scanned the room. “You’re right.”  “Weirdly refreshing, isn’t it?”  “Should we start sitting at the front of all of our classes?”  Sirius leaned back on his chair, a pensive expression on his face. He placed the feather of his quill against his chin. “That would be very mature of us.”  “Are we…” James widened his eyes. “Merlin, Padfoot, are we growing up?”  Sirius brought his chair forward again, lips parted in shock. “I think you might be right, Prongs. I knew there was something odd going on with us. I actually took notes in Potions this morning — Potions! — out of all subjects.” He paused. “Wisdom really does come with the years, doesn’t it?” 

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[lilytheginger]

Name: Lily Evans Age: 16 Pronouns: She/her House: gryffindor Lenght: 1.73m Relationship status: single

Small bit of information about me

Hi dear you and people. My name is Lily Evans, I'm 15 and a muggleborn yet so good that I got in hogwarts.

Im sorted into Gryffindor.

I like almost animals, reading, baking sweet treats, sleeping and Socialising. I'm a very calm girl (sometimes, if I have patience.)

I dislike bugs(except butterflies, they're beautiful!) Disrespectful people, bullies and a lot of slytherins.

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Masterlist of all my posts! Please look!

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People I know strangely enough:

James potter - @james-the-amazing-potter

Xenophelius Lovegood - @xeno-graphical

Pandora Rosier - @pandoras-nox

Mary McDonald - @mary-mcdeal

Emmeline Vance - @emmelineandhervans

Alice Fotescue - - @alicethekindone

Narcissa Black - @flowers-of-narcissus

Andromeda Black - @andromedashoax

Bellatrix Black - @the-queen-bellatrix

Severus Snape - @severusprince-snape

Fabian Prewett - @fabian-with-an-f

Molly Prewett - @mollberryshortcake

Amos Diggory - @fawningamos

Frank Longbottom - @k1ndest-keeper

Edgar Bones - @bones-and-edgar

Ted Tonks - @ted-the-teddy-tonks

Gideon Prewett - @prewett-twin

Alecto Carrow - @alectocrow

Tom Riddle - @voldemortscult

Aelius Fawley - @aelius-with-a-quill

Anna Silvae - @annajohn-silvae

Olivier Hrdina - @ravenintraining

Devina Sallow - @devsmagicalblog

Vidalia Carrington - @vidiadelafairy

Alexander Kemet-Ali - @kingalexanderthegreat

Phoenix Harvey - @flyasaphoenix

Theodore Sinclair - @lixzey_

Gabriel Lumiere - @gabriel-lumiere

Calliope Gardner - @your-favourite-callie

Montague - @fallonhastallons

Sirius Black - @starlight-starbright-thatsme

[bodhrancomedy]

Names in order:

Captain Emmett Askren

Keziah Bianca “Kizzy” Nunn/Dion Askren

Gideon Laurence “Six” Sixsmith

Talas Katsaros

Maia Katsaros

Elizabeth Scarlett (false name)

Octavia Simran Starling

Arban Altantsetseg “Altan” Ace

Pleasant Nettles (real name. Yes, really.)

[mickymousewizardhouse]

Michael Monroe but you can call me Mickey.

Sixteen- Halfblood- Hufflepuff

Pansexual- Single- Jock

Captain of Hufflepuff Quidditch

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Peers;

Aelius Fawley - @aelius-with-a-quill

Anna silvae - @annajohn-silvae

Adam Morningstar - @adam-lukas-morningstar

Imogen Morningstar - @imogenmorningstar

Olivier Hrdina - @oxxen--free

Addison Caddel - @addison-caddel

Persephone Lylia - @daughter-of-spring

Elias Smith - @magandang-kaluluwa

Alexander Kemet-Ali - @kingalexanderthegreat

Phoenix Harvey - @flyasaphoenix

Veronica Davis - @veronica-davis

Theodore Sinclair - @tjsinclairofficial

Anastasia Selwyn - @anastasia-selwyn

Valentina Zabini - @vszabini

Lia Matthews - @lialovergirl

Nia Dolohov - @antoniadolohov

Gavin Prescott - @gav-the-rockstar

Gabby Chen - @gabbyjchen

Azalea Anderson - @xoazalea

Atlas Spencer - @alternate-world-of-atlas

Vidalia Carrington- @vidiadelafairy

Lucia ‘Lucy’ Graham - @luciagraham

Devina Sallow - @devsmagicalblog

Calliope Gardner - @your-favourite-callie

Asher Hayes - @secretlifeof-asher

Amariah ‘Riah’ Rowle - @scattered-across-thesky

Rafe Taylor - @whokilled-rafe

Nhia Moua - @nhia-moua

Tobias ‘Toby’ Newtman - @toby-netman-tics

Petra Elwood - @petraholly-elwood

Nico Mallory - @nico-lovesthe-sun

Jamie Min-Ho - @thathojamie

Regan Meris - @reagan-is-tired

Orson Peters - @orson-does-good-ish

Emmerson Peters - @clown-boy

Carson Rose - @carsonaxelrose

Aurora ‘Rory’ De’vuex - @diddlydumdum

Mason Nordhaus - @mace-haus

Casey Ward - @manic-pixie-nitemare

Gabby Chen - @gabbyjchen

Azalea Anderson - @xoazalea

Simone Igwe - @mustofbeenthewind

Fallon Montague - @fallonhastallons

Ambrose Berrywill - @ambrose-ellis-berrywill

Camille Laurier - @camille-laurier

Gabriel Lumiere - @gabriel-lumiere

James Potter - @james-the-amazing-potter

Sirius Black - @starlight-starbright-thatsme

Remus Lupin - @looneymoonyy

Peter Pettigrew - @wormy-loves-ch33se

Gilderoy Lockheart - @mystical-magical-me

Kingsley Shacklebolt - @king-ofthe-crop

Xenophilius Lovegood - @xeno-graphical

Lucius Malfoy - @malfoy-lu

Rodolphus Lestrange - @rodolphus-le-strange

Edmund Avery - @averykissableguy

Bruce Mulciber - @fire-allayer

Rita Skeeter - @poison-penmanship

Barty Crouch Jr - @lifeofthe-barty

Evan Rosier - @whokilledevanrosier

Pandora Rosier - @pandoras-nox

Regulus Black - @little-king-official

Dorcas Meadows - @cas-not-the-band

Marlene Mckinnon - @marls-mckinn0n

Hestia Jones - @hjonesworld

Mary McDonald - @mary-mcdeal

Emmeline Vance - @emmelineandhervans

Sybill Trelawney - @sybill-patrica-trelawney

Lily Evans - @lilytheginger

Alice Fotescue - @alicethekindone

Narcissa Black - @flowers-of-narcissus

Andromeda Black - @andromedashoax

Bellatrix Black - @the-queen-bellatrix

Severus Snape - @severusprince-snape

Fabian Prewett - @fabian-with-an-f

Molly Prewett - @mollberryshortcake

Amos Diggory - @fawningamos

Frank Longbottom - @k1ndest-keeper

Edgar Bones - @bones-and-edgar

Ted Tonks - @ted-the-teddy-tonks

Gideon Prewett - @prewett-twin

Alecto Carrow - @alectocrow

[james-the-amazing-potter]

JAMES POTTER, your favorite Gryffindor !

Hey! My name's James Fleamont Potter!

I'm currently fifteen years old and in my fifth year!

My parents are Euphemia and Fleamont Potter!

I'm the captain for Gryffindor's Quidditch team!

I'm bisexual, hot, and everyone adores me!

I'm also a kitty dad to Anchovy and Ginger!

Sirius Black, my best mate: @siriuslynotadog

Remus Lupin, the other best mate: @looneymoonyy

Peter Pettigrew, my other other best mate: @wormy-loves-ch33se

Lily Evans, my lovely lily flower: @lilytheginger

Mary MacDonald, mother!: @mary-mcdeal

Marlene McKinnon, my girl best friend!: @marls-mckinn0n

Alice Fortescue, she makes me flower crowns: @alicethekindone

Hestia Jones, my lovely girlfriend: @hjonesworld

Frank Longbottom: @k1ndest-keeper

Arthur Weasley:

Molly Prewett: @mollberryshortcake

Fabian Prewett: @fabian-with-an-f

Gideon Prewett: @prewett-twin

Kingsley Shacklebolt: @king-ofthe-crop

Lia Matthews: @lialovergirl

Azalea Anderson: @xoazalea

Gavin Prescott: @gav-the-rockstar

Regulus Black, Sirius' baby bro: @little-king-official

Dorcas Meadowes, Marlene likes her!: @cas-not-the-band

Pandora Rosier, she's weird but I like her, she gives me little trinkets: @pandoras-nox

Evan Rosier: @whokilledevanrosier

Barty Crouch Jr, I pity this kid: @lifeofthe-barty

Bellatrix Black, scared of her: @the-queen-bellatrix

Andromeda Black, I like her she's nice: @andromedashoax

Narcissa Black, she's mix of both of her sisters, somehow: @flowers-of-narcissus

Severus Snape, snivellus: @severusprince-snape

Lucius Malfoy, malibu barbie: @malfoy-lu

Rodolphus Lestrange, deranged mf: @rodolphus-le-strange

Rabastan Lestrange:

Bruce Mulciber: @fire-allayer

Edmund Avery: @averykissableguy

Anastasia Selwyn: @anastasia-selwyn

Aelius Fawley: @aelius-with-a-quill

Vidalia Carrington: @vidiadelafairy

Valentina Zabini: @vszabini

Nia Dolohov: @antoniadolohov

Grayson Winchester: @theonlyshadeofgray

Ted Tonks:

Amos Diggory: @fawningamos

Emmeline Vance: @emmelineandhervans

Gilderoy Lockhart, another weird lad but is kind: @mystical-magical-me

Xenophillius Lovegood, a bit weird too but gives good card readings: @xeno-graphical

Rita Skeeter: @poison-penmanship

Theodore Sinclair: @tjsinclairofficial

Olivier Hrdina: @oxxen--free

Sybill Trelawney: @sybill-patricia-trelawney

Imogen Morningstar: @imogenmorningstar

Adam Morningstar: @adam-lukas-morningstar

Camille Laurier: @camille-laurier

Gabby Chen: @gabbyjchen

Carson Axel Rose: @carsonsaxelrose

ooc: this is my roleplay version of james potter. all of the posts are fake, made up, and only for fun!! dm @lixzey @jennapancake if you want to join!

[moonguardrants]

This happened in a group voice chat when I overheard Shadow talking about how they were disappointed in their role-playing partner Law (who is a former Residuum of Icecrown member) has this femboy kink that they went and kidnapped Cardinal Niklos Adamant (who is obliviously a femboy) and gave them a blowjob—meanwhile everyone in the Cathedral was wondering where they were panicking. Niklos will claim they don't ERP because Cardinals have to be pure while they married Gideon Northgate who took Niklos to meet 'the fingers' and had ERP orgies with Calvin Quill and Kalom who Gideon Northgate boned apparently.

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[paintlesscanvas]

hello! any mail boy/girl/enby id packs? /nf!! tyvm if you accept!

and, just wanted to say..

UR BLOG IS GEN SO HELPFUL HELP LIKE ITS SO NICE AND COOL??? LIKE THERES SO MANY STUFF ON THE LISTS I CANT/pos

✉️ . MAILPERSON SNPTS . .

System Names: carrier doves, the mailboys, the mailgirls, the mailpeople, the travelers, those that walk through the city, those that run away from dogs, the deliverers of packages, those that tip their cap, the package pigeons, the stamp collection, the postpeople, the envelope senders, the satchel carriers, letter lovers, dove coos, pigeon squawks, those at the post office, those sorting through letters, the package receivers, the mail truck drivers, those that open mailboxes, carriers of gifts, deliverers of surprises

Usernames: mail4you, wowtherestrees, runfrmdogs, wavetopeoples, down.town, enveloves, pooostoffice, parcelpigeon, penciiilpals, quiet.townn, ghostatthepost, postprince[ss], carrierpige0n, stiiickersss, penpaaaals, flimsypaperrs, doodledanny, envelopunny, maaailbox, inkyyprints, cloudy.town, deliverydutyy, flutteringd0ve, deliverydove, givingdove, giftsfromyrstruly, doodlesforyoodles, no1postman, penmanshiip, heresanote, pitterpatter, boxesrsoheavy, owboxes, writemealetter, smilingparcels, scaredofbarrrks, atthepostoffice, darlingparcels, packagepirate, envelopes4youu, st.ampsss, inkstaaiins, no1letterlover, siillynotes, sentfromaway, organizetheoffice, summerstrolls, envelopesfrmyou, parcelpwr, lettersletters, ilovemail, messyletters, sendingstuff2you, youvegotmail, letterlvr, lovelylettr, mailmale, smilesformiles, parcelfromadove, writingacrssthewrld, prrttymailgrl, prettyparcelsss, g1ftg1ftg1fts, greetingyouu, dizzypackages, ssillystamps, scribblesilly, dancingletters, mailbooooy, hidinginurmailbox, notesfrmthesky, brightdaaay, proudserviiice, in2urmailbox, bewareofd0g, mailtruckdrvr, openbxes, sootcasee, stackofletters, boxoflovers, envelopeoflove

Names: alexander, alfred, alice, annette, archer, archie, arden, arlo, atticus, august, augustus, autumn, barnaby, bartholomew, basil, beatrice, beau, benedict, benjamin, bennett, birdie, blake, cedric, charlie, chester, cliff, clifford, clive, clyde, cornelius, cory, cullen, darwin, diggory, dom, dominic, dorcas, earnest, edgar, edith, effie, elijah, eliza, emerson, emilio, emmanuel, eugene, everett, fennel, flint, florence, flossie, floyd, ford, gale, galina, genevieve, gideon, glenn, greyson, gwendolyn, harriet, harvey, hattie, hayden, holly, ink, ivan, ivy, josette, josie, july, june, kane, kate, katherine, kay, kendell, kinley, kip, kleo, leo, logan, maeve, maggie, malcolm, marion, margot, marlowe, marshall, matilda, mayfaire, melvile, meredith, milton, minnie, molly, mortem, mortimer, nadira, nancy, nannie, navy, neith, nelda, nellie, nells, nettie, ninette, noah, noel, noemi, norman, note, oakley, odette, oliver, orson, orville, oswald, otto, parcel, parker, polly, posey, presley, quill, quinton, ralph, randall, raymond, reed, reid, rhett, romee, rory, rowan, rye, sabina, sawyer, scout, silas, sloane, spencer, stanford, stanley, summer, susan, tallulah, tatum, thelma, thena, thisbe, thomas, tibby, tillie, timothy, tinker, toby, tom, torin, trey, troy, violet, virgil, walden, walter, warren, willard, willow, winnie, woody

Pronouns: letter/letters, mail/mails, write/writes, pen/pens, ink/inks, note/notes, deliver/delivers, gift/gifts, scribble/scribble, doodle/doodles, carry/carry, give/gives, walk/walks, hum/hums, parcel/parcels, package/packages, box/boxs, stamp/stamps, sticker/stickers, smile/smiles, proud/prouds, newspaper/newspaper, envelope/envelope, sun/suns, mailbox/mailboxs, pencil/pencil, scrabble/scrabble, sketch/sketchs, house/houses, satchel/satchels, bag/bags, hello/hellos, twine/twines, string/strings, wrap/wraps, town/towns, cloud/clouds, clutch/clutchs, send/sends, post/posts, office/office, sort/sorts, organize/organizes, rain/rains, flimsy/flimsys, thin/thins, street/streets, apartment/apartments, greet/greets, pass/pass’, road/roads, home/homes, locker/lockers, wave/waves, cheerful/cheerfuls, joy/joys, old/olds, weathering/weatherings, service/services, dog/dogs, truck/trucks, fence/fences, sign/signs, slot/slots, city/citys, drawer/drawers, pin/pins, 🫶, 🌳, 🍃, 🍂, 🪹, ☀️, 🥖, 🥠, 🪃, 🛹, 🎫, 🎼, ♟️, 🚐, 🛞, 🚦, 🚏, 🗽, 🏢, 🏘️, 🏙️, 🎞️, 📺, 📻, 🕰️, 💵, 🪙, 🩹, 🧺, 🚪, 🪟, 🧧, ✉️, 📨, 💌, 📦, 🏷️, 🪧, 📪, 📫, 📬, 📭, 📮, 📜, 📃, 📋, 🗞️, 🗂️, 📔, 🧷, 🖊️, 🖋️, 🖇️, 📝, 🧳

Titles: the cheerful giver, prn who presses stamps to letters, the delivery thing, bringer of mail, prn who delivers packages, the penner of letters, the deliverer of mail, the mailboy, the mailgirl, the mailperson, prn who walks the streets, prn who drives the mail truck, gifter of deliveries, prn who strolls through the city, prn who gives mail [to those who need it], the mailman, the mailperson, the mailwoman, the carrier pigeon, prn who carries mail through the sky, the carrier dove, prn who drops mail from the skies

[izar-tarazed]

Ensha moves from his spot late at night—when the Roundtable Hold is asleep—to patrol in silence. The pounding of Master Hewg’s hammer, the ever-present whisper of Roderika’s shy spirits: It has all faded by then. Asleep, everyone, maybe aside from Sir Gideon in his study.

And, more often than not, Izar.

Ensha usually finds her bent over her maps or a book she’s just staring at, not reading; not at this hour. Chin propped in her hands, eyelids heavy, yet she stays where she is. The teacup beside her is usually empty.

He leans against the wall, waiting for her to acknowledge his presence.

She usually does with a sigh. ‟I know. It’s late.”

Neither of them moves for a while, until Izar looks up.

He then signs, You’re tired.

‟Not really.” She yawns, then scowls at herself. ‟Somewhat. But I should get this done,” and she starts explaining, not convinced herself, what she is working on and why she must finish it.

Ensha listens to her—he always does—, but steps closer regardless, and closes the book or puts ink and quill out of reach before signing: You should rest.

Izar falls silent, her gaze on the table, then on him. She mutters, ‟I can’t sleep anyway.”

You should rest. Simple signs, flowing and swift. Insistent. He waits for her sigh before offering his arm.

She always takes it.

[powerpolyculeshowdown]

CANON POLYCULE SHOWDOWN

this is a contest for canonically confirmed polycules or polycules that have a lot of hints to a possibility of them being canon, even if the authors might not have intended that way!

Beware of spoilers!! Some of these only become polycules later in the media they're from, and some of the descriptions describe a tragic fate for the polycule, so keep in mind there will be spoilers

rules can be found here

bracket can be found here

honorable mentions can be found here

links for all the match ups as they go live can be found in the MASTERPOST. it will be updated each round, but i will also tag every round to make them easier to find

help me w descriptions for the honorable mentions!

Round 2 part 2 finished.

Round 3 will go live on May 19th!

(#canonround2 or #pollycule if you want to search for the polls)

tags:

#canonpolyculeshowdown - for relevant updates and the polls

#pollycule - (yes double L) specifically for the showdown polls, to make it easier to find. doesn't include the prelims cause I only thought to add this after, sorry

#canonpropaganda - for, well, propaganda. ill post asks, reblog posts and maybe reblog reblogs

#honorablemention - for the ships that did not make it in (i will still make a post introducing all of them)

#tournamnt poll - the generally agreed on tag for blacklisting purposes. let me know if i forget to use it! i cant edit polls but it will remind me for the following round

#canonroundN - N being the number of the round we're in. so, for example: canonround0, canonround1, canonround2, etc. from the quarterfinals onwards, they'll also include the specific tag (#quarterfinals, etc). Check the post's tags for that ome if you want to look at all polls from that round!

list may be updated as needed.

if you submitted something that did not get in, nor was it posted as an honorable mention, and you wish to know why, feel free to send an ask.

LIST OF CONTESTANTS:

Nathan/Vlad/Ursula (Hunger Pangs)

Rilla/Arum/Damien (Penumbra Podcast)

Nathan/Gabriel/Annalise (The Bastard Son and the Devil Himself)

Ben/Ryn/Maddie (Siren Freeform)

Arthur/Guinevere/Lancelot (High Noon Over Camelot)

Quanxi/Pingsti/Cosmo/Long/Tsugihagi (Chainsaw Man)

Wu Zetian/Li Shimin/Gao Yizhi (Iron Widow)

Caleb/Astrid/Eadwulf (Critical Role)

Sadie/Walt/Anubis (The Kane Chronicles)

Rajan/Wolfgang/Kala (Sense8)

Princess Glisselda/Seraphina/Lucien (Seraphina)

Tess/Jacomo/Margarethe (Tess of the Road)

Logan/Jean Grey/Scott/Emma (X-Men)

Uzui/Hinatsuru/Makio/Suma (Demon Slayer)

Megaera/Thanatos/Zagreus (Hades)

Dianda/Simon/Patrick (October Daye)

Haruka/Michiru/Setsuna (Sailor Moon)

Asmodeus Alice/Clara Valac/Iruma Suzuki (Mairimashita, Iruma-kun!)

Aizo/Yujiro/Hiyori (HoneyWorks)

Kyle/Rogelio/Lonnie (She Ra)

Dashawn/Steve/Jose/Cupe R III/Otto/Arturo/Gregory/Quackers McQuack (Bojack Horseman)

Fluorite (Steven Universe)

Miss Piggy/Kermit/Gonzo (Muppets)

Sherlock/Watson/Mary (Sherlock Holmes movies)

Ichika Hoshino/Saki Tenma/Shiho Hinomori/Honami Mochizuki (Project SEKAI)

Tree Trunks/Mr. Pig/Alien Husband (Adventure Time)

Daniel/Sam/Jack/Teal’c (Stargate SG-1)

Mukai Naoya/Saki Saki/Nagisa Minase (Kanojo mo Kanojo/Girlfriend Girlfriend)

Eddie/Venom/Anne/Dan (Venom)

Peter Quill/Aradia/Mors (Guardians of the Galaxy)

George/Gilda/Thomas (Design for Living)

Leif/Thorn/Kale (Leif and Thorn)

Kieran/Ray/Gemma (Trigonometry)

Eugene/Rapunzel/Cassandra (Tangled the Series)

Jack/August/Rina (The Wicker King)

La’gann/Coral/Rodunn (Young Justice)

Syenite/Innon/Alabaster (Broken Earth)

Enrique/Hypnos/Sofia (The Gilded Wolves)

Max/Jack/Anne (Black Sails)

Pyrrha/Commander Wake/Gideon the First (The Locked Tomb)

Neptune/Venus/Jupiter (We Know the Devil)

Quincey/Jack/Arthur/Lucy (Dracula)

Amber/Reese/David (Adaptation)

Will/Tessa/Jem (The Infernal Devices)

Kieran/Cristina/Mark (The Dark Artifices)

Winter/Moon/Qibli (Wings of Fire)

Camille/Nyra/Dendro (Muted)

Sasha/Anne/Marcy (Amphibia)

Neal/Peter/Elizabeth (White Collar)

Turtle Heart/Melena/Frex (Wicked)

Emiya/Saber/Rin (Fate Stay/Night)

Sofiane/Victor/Luisa (Mortel)

Taylor/Theo/Josey (3)

Jack/Emma/Izzy (You Me Her)

Keiko/Miles/Kira (Star Trek)

Jade/Dave/Karkat (Homestuck Epilogues)

Anzu/Kazuki/Junta (Romantic Killers)

Shikimori/Izumi/Ai (Shikimori is Not Just Cute)

Camina/Michio Pa/Josep/Serge/Berthold/Oksana (The Expanse)

Breq/Mercy of Kalr/Seivarden/Ekalu (Imperial Radch)

Roguish Semiotician/Infamous Mathematician/Player Character (Fallen London)

Alphonse/Seth/Listener (Bittersweet)

Storm/Helen/Mira (Love and Luck Podcast)

Nicky/Joe/Andy/Booker/Niles (The Old Guard)