#her SISTER was a WITCH! RIGHT? ;; OOC

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Always There - Chapter Two: S.Snape

Summary: Y/N Potter was left with a baby to care for after her brother and sister-in-law were murdered by Voldemort. One person was there for her, a person she didn’t expect but soon became her comfort person, Severus Snape. During Harry’s third year at Hogwarts and her third year as Herbology professor, a few old friends come around again. Y/N has to handle the feelings of these old friends being around again as well as handle her feelings for a certain potions master all while she tries to hide these things from her godson.

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Pairings: Severus Snape x Female Professor Reader, Potter!Reader x friend!Remus

Chapter Warnings: Female Reader, Potter Reader(No physical description of reader) probably shitty writing, Harry growing up in a loving home, mentions of death and murder, mentions of Azkaban, shittyly written angst, flashbacks,

Series Warnings: Female Reader, Potter Reader (No physical description of reader) probably shitty writing, OOC Snape, Harry grows up in a loving environment, mentions of death and murder, poorly written angst, Remus is a shitty friend, poorly written pining,

Please let me know how I can improve my writing and being more inclusive to POC as I am whiter than white. Please also let me know if I have to add more to the warnings! My messages are open as well as my asks!

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Author's Note: Please let me know how I can improve or if you find any errors! Correct me, don't be afraid to! I want to improve my writing and become a better writer so any feedback or advise is welcomed!

Word Count: 1994

My asks are open for questions, suggestions and feedback!

Feedback is welcomed and encouraged!

Enjoy!

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About a week after the two professors had fallen asleep whilst talking, everything was kind of normal. Y/N was actively avoiding Remus and Severus has been particularly rude to the new professor. Harry had finally taken to questioning his aunt about her strange behavior and Snape’s aggressive nature toward Remus. He had waited until after dinner, following her into the greenhouse.

“Aunt Y/N, Professor Lupin said he knew my parents. Did you know him too?” Harry asked, trying to mask his intentions.

“You just want to know why I avoid him, don’t you?” She sighed, looking her nephew in the eye.

“I can’t hide anything from you, can I?”

“You certainly cannot, my love. I know you too so I know you won’t leave me alone until I tell you or you pester Sev enough to tell you. Come sit with me, this is gonna be a longer talk than I want it to be but you deserve to know everything about the situation,” She explained. The two Potters entered her office and sat on the very same couch Minerva had spotted Y/N and Severus the week earlier. “We can start off with how I first met Remus. We met on platform 9 ¾ right before the train came, James was off with some of his friends…”

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The platform was bustling with witches and wizards alike, the anticipation waiting for the Hogwarts Express was palpable. James was off chatting with Sirius and Y/N was sitting on the ground with her nose stuck in her herbology book. Her mind was racing because she was nervous about what house she would be put in, she was wondering who her professors were, if they were nice and so on. James promised her that all of the professors were nice, Dumbledore, McGonagall and Slughorn were some he mentioned by name. Although James had tried reassuring her, it didn’t do much to help ease her nerves.

“You’re James’ sister, right?” A voice came from her right, startling her slightly, “Sorry to frighten you, he has a picture of the two of you in our dorm so I thought I’d say hi. My name is Remus.”

“Like Remus and Romulus? That’s pretty cool. I’m Y/N, it’s nice to meet you,” She said. The two had begun chatting, talking about where they lived, what their families were like, Remus asked her what subject she was most excited to learn about and of course the young witch had said Herbology.  

Once the train had arrived, Remus and Y/N boarded together, talking all the while as they tried to find a compartment to sit in. The only empty one was in the back of the train so the two sat and talked the whole ride to Hogwarts, The conversation only pausing when the sweets trolley rolled by and when James and Sirius had popped in to say hello.

Their friendship only grew from there, Remus helping her study for DADA and History Of Magic and Y/N helping him study for Charms and Herbology. Once Remus had joined James, Sirius and Peter, the five wizards got up to lots of trouble. Although Y/N was a year younger than the other four, she was more than willing to help out with pranks. Her and Remus, however, were the only two that strayed away from bullying other students, especially Severus Snape.

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“That was how Remus and I became friends, he was the fastest friend I had ever made. We talked for only like a minute and became friends right away. We got closer and closer as the years went on. I'll spare some details about our friendship because we got into some trouble or we would just hang out in the library reading or studying. Everything got rough once James and Lily were killed.”

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Remus showed up to the destroyed house in Godric’s Hollow, Y/N outside of the fence with a crying Harry in her arms, Severus standing beside her, his cloak over her shoulders to keep her warm in the cold autumn air. 

“Y/N, is it true? He killed them?” Remus asked her.

“J-Jamie and Lils are dead, h-he tried t-to kill Harry but he s-survived somehow,” She stuttered out behind her tears. Severus excused himself so the two friends could talk things out.

“Peter is dead, Sirius was the one who sold them out, he murdered Peter and a dozen muggles,” He explained, “Listen, dove, I need to go, I’ll send you an owl okay?” She just nodded and watched him apparate away. 

She was left for a while to cry, until Severus showed up and escorted her elsewhere, somewhere she could be safe and warm with baby Harry. Somewhere she could escape the reality that faced her, she was alone with a child she didn’t know how to care for, a child that would be legend. A boy who lived, the only known survivor of the killing curse and the defeater of Lord Voldemort. 

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“I know you like professor Lupin and I understand that, he's a great guy. He just left me at a time where I really needed him. We got into an argument last week and I’ve been avoiding him since,” Y/N explained, “I don’t want any of this to change the way you look at Lupin, he’s an incredibly smart man and an extremely talented wizard.”

Harry decided to let things go until winter came around. He had once again been attacked by a dementor, luckily Dumbledore stopped his fall before he hit the ground of the Quidditch pitch. Harry went to Remus for help but he was too weak at the time, after the break he was promised a lesson about patronuses, a way to keep himself safe from dementors. 

Harry had the wonderful idea to sneak around Hogsmeade with the invisibility cloak (even though he had permission to go), finding out from Minerva, after sneaking in behind her and the minister of magic, that Sirius Black was his godfather. Herminone and Ron helped Harry back to Hogwarts, where he sought out his aunt.This of course, was against the advice of Hermione who told him to just sleep it off and talk to her in the morning. He knew she was in the greenhouses, either tending to the plants or grading student papers. What he didn’t expect to find was her and the potions master laughing over tea. He stared at the pair, tears threatening to leave his eyes, the sense of betrayal weighed heavy on him.

“You knew,” He uttered. The two professors stopped laughing and turned to Harry, not expecting him to be in her office.

“What happened, my love? Why are you so upset?” Y/N asked, her voice laced with concern for her nephew.

“You knew,” He repeated.

“What are you talking about Harry? What did I know?” She was confused, she had never seen her nephew so distraught over something before, she wanted nothing but to help him with whatever he was dealing with.

“You knew that Sirius Black killed my parents! You knew that Sirius Black ratted them out to Voldemort! You knew Sirius Black! You know he’s my godfather! He was your friend!” Harry finally shouted at his aunt.

“There is no need to shout, Harry, come sit, let’s talk this out,” Y/N said calmly although deep down she too, was distraught. She had never wanted Harry to know about Sirius’ role in his life but somehow, he had found out.

“No, I want you to tell me right here! I don’t want to sit and talk!”

“That is no way to speak to your aunt, Harry,” Snape chimed in, upset with how the boy was screaming at his aunt, the woman who cared for him and loved him his whole life.

“You shut up, this has nothing to do with you!”

“Harry! Apologize to him right now!” Y/N scolded, the tension in the room was rising, she knew at any moment that Harry would snap and in turn so would Severus.

“NO! He has no right to be a part of this conversation! It’s between me and you!” Severus was about to go at the boy but once Y/N had laid her hand on his shoulder, he stopped short. The pair made eye contact, Severus knowing she wanted to handle this by herself so he excused himself to her office to get the potion ingredients he originally came to her for.

“I knew about Sirius being your godfather, yed. Of course I did, I’m your godmother, the two of us did everything for you until Sirius turned on us. He was your father’s best friend,” Y/N told her nephew.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Harry demanded the answer.

“I didn’t want you to know, you’ve dealt with enough in your life, I didn’t want to add another thing on top of it.”

“So you knew he sold out my parents to Voldemort?”

“Yes, I knew. Trust me Harry, I didn’t like it just as you don’t. I feel just as betrayed if not more because he was like a brother to us,” Y/N tried to explain, somehow keeping herself calm throughout the conversation even though she kept seeing the picture of her brother dead on the floor in her mind.

“You feel betrayed! You’ve lied to me my whole life! You never told me anything! Nothing about Professor Lupin, nothing about Sirius Black, nothing about Peter Pettigrew! Why?” Harry went back to shouting at his aunt, a glass next to her shattering to pieces.

“Because it hurts me Harry! It hurts to even think about it, let alone talk about it! Remus and Sirius were my brothers and they betrayed me! Peter at least died instead of betraying us, instead of leaving me! It pains me to talk about your father but I do it anyway, for you! Everything I do is for you Harry, don’t you realize that! You are the most important thing in my life! You expect me to just turn around and hurt you the way I got hurt once I learned about all of this!” She shouted back, the glass from some of her cabinets shattered as she shouted at the boy.

“If I’m the most important thing in your life, why lie? Why hide this from me!” Harry was now just looking for a fight, he was getting information out of his aunt by upsetting her so he continued to do it. 

“Because I love you! Because I care about you! You are my boy! You are like the son I never got to have! You are exactly like your father! Your father that I miss every single day because he was my best friend! You are the only family I have Harry James Potter! You are the only family I will ever have!” She had begun crying, wiping her tears as they came to try and appear like she was not crying even though Harry knew she was. 

“You’re not my mother! You will never be my mother!” Harry screamed at her, this caused the woman to burst into tears, Severus had come back into the room once he had heard her crying.

“That’s enough Harry, go back to your dormitory,” Severus said sternly.

“No!”

“Stop acting like a defiant child and do as I say. You’ve done enough, you wanted your answers, you got them. Now go!” The potion’s master was furious at the boy, he had never seen Harry act this way before, in all the years of knowing him, this had never happened. Harry had stormed out of the greenhouse leaving the two professors once again. The day had started off cheerful and happy and ended with Y/N in despair and spiraling due to not only her nephew but remembering what she had seen and the trials and tribulations she had gone through.

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[merrock]

event: Hallo-Week

location: all around Merrock

date & time: October 25 - November 3

ooc duration: same dates

It's time… to get your spook on! We know how much this town loves Halloween, so we've rounded up as many Merrockites as possible to get fun things happening in town, whether it be movies, spooky fun activities, party nights, or anything that your haunted little hearts desire.

Please note: for the kids, trick-or-treat will still be happening on Halloween (October 31st), so make sure that you have candy ready to go, to treat them right! Or else… you might find yourself getting a trick. You can go door to door, do the trunk-or-treat, or head to the nursing home to get candy!

Dive under the cut for a complete list of things happening in and around Merrock from October 25th until November 3rd, and have fun!

DOWNTOWN

bookends -- book sale on all horror novels

brownstone inne -- ghost stories in the hotel lobby (& refreshments)

cityview park -- pumpkin carving & painting contests, various craft stations set up (for adults and kids)

cobblestone cafe -- pumpkin spice everything

the holiday shoppe -- 50-75% off all Halloween decor

mack's -- special seasonal pumpkin menu

merrock railway -- haunted train ride

the mirage -- spooky karaoke in the speakeasy (come in costume!)

mods -- flash tattoos & face painting for kids

stubs -- nightly Halloween movies (see below!)

touchback -- spooky cocktails & drinks

town hall -- Halloween safety demonstrations

vibrations -- monster mash party night all week-long (come in costume!)

STUBS:

All movies will be available on the Stubs app, as well, for you to watch at home! There is a small charge for each film, but the money goes straight to the theater. Early films will play at 6PM, late at 9PM.

October 25 -- Casper, Friday the 13th.

October 26 -- Beetlejuice, Pet Sematary.

October 27 -- Addams Family, Nightmare on Elm Street.

October 28 -- Scooby Doo on Zombie Island, Psycho.

October 29 -- Nightmare Before Christmas, Scream.

October 30 -- It's the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown, Carrie.

October 31 -- Hocus Pocus, Halloween.

November 1 -- Coraline, Child's Play.

November 2 -- The Haunted Mansion, The Exorcist.

November 3 -- Rocky Horror Picture Show, The Craft.

ALSO AVAILABLE: Monster House, Halloweentown, Goosebumps, Practical Magic, Sleepy Hollow, What We Do in the Shadows, Ernest Scared Stupid, Scared Shrekless, The Witches, Death Becomes Her, Poltergeist, Happy Death Day, Jennifer's Body, The Crow, The Lost Boys, Rosemary's Baby, The Conjuring, The Invisible Man, Trick 'r Treat, Totally Killer + more.

COASTAL AREA

anchors away -- seasonal drinks and pumpkin beer

breathe in -- yoga & pilates with the Sanderson Sisters (come in costume!)

cassidy's candies -- mega discount on all Halloween candy

from brush to canvas -- autumn/Halloween paintings exhibited

the lighthouse -- ghost stories at the top of the lighthouse

the marina -- haunted boat rides (murder mystery style)

mawk tales -- seasonal spooky mocktails all week

sea breeze -- special Halloween flavors available

SUBURBS

aster playground -- pumpkin painting, various kids games set up

benny's -- massive Halloween decor & costume sale

children's museum -- various halloween-themed activities

community center -- costume closet open for takers

the creamery -- black & blue milks available, halloween ice creams

cul-de-sac diner -- halloween-themed meals (& specials for kids)

flour co. -- decorate your own pumpkin cookies

the fun spot -- horror skate nights (come in costume!)

the great escape -- horror escape rooms

memorial library -- spooky story reads, horror book displays

pinecrest cemetery -- cemetery tours (not haunted; respectful)

treasure chest -- 50% off all fall and Halloween decor

COUNTRYSIDE

the barn at lake malory -- haunted houses; family friendly (for kids & easily scared adults who want to take it easy), supernatural/fantasy (medium), slasher (scary).

handpick'd -- specials on seasonal wines

harmony ranch -- haunted hay ride & corn maze

hideaway market -- trunk or treat sponsored by takato's (come in costume!)

lavender lane -- pumpkin, mums & fall favorites on deep discount

little chapel -- ghost stories (with surprise haunting)

north shore -- trick-or-treating with senior citizens (come in costume!)

paradise gardens -- seasonal fall/halloween displays

pet haven -- free treat to all pets that show up in costumes

pine grove gardens -- true merrock horror / scary stories

state park -- spooky walks along the trails (very kid friendly)

the wheel -- 50% off all halloween related items

ADMIN NOTES: have at it! If you want to post costumes, they can be done any time through the week, whether you're partying at Evolution, dressing up to work at your business, or just want to get spiffed up for actual Halloween. Please tag them with #merrockfashion. Socials can be tagged with #merrocksocial, as well. Please do remember to tag anything with trigger warnings if it veers into triggering things, such as excessive blood! You can do other things for Hallo-Week, like having a slumber party and watching movies at home with your bestie, roasting pumpkin seeds, going out to toilet paper someone's house (please have permission), this is the perfect time to just have fun with anything that has to do with Halloween! <3

[time-and-the-waves]

𝐀𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟎'𝐬 𝐈𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞!

NAME: Circe Achilles Jackson.

ALIAS: Cee, Ceecee, Soda-addict, Jackson, CJ. NATIONALITY: American.

AGE: 15/16 years old.

WEAPONS: A standard issue CHB sword, small intricately decorated daggers.

RELATIONS: Sally Jackson (Mother); Perseus Jackson (Brother); Poseidon (Father); Gabe Ugliano (Ex-stepfather.); Paul Blofis (Step-Father); Estelle Jackson-Blofis (Step-Sister).

PERSONALITY: She's stand-offish, stubborn and sarcastic. There used to be a time when she was loud and liked giving people nicknames, now, she's more of a tired teenager.

FATAL FLAWS: Inferiority complex, Hard time forgiving others.

FEARS: Heights, Loud sounds, abandonment issues

HOBBIES: playing guitar, skate-boarding, annoying her brother, playing Skee-Ball and other arcade games.

SEXUALITY: Bisexual. and Painstakingly single. Come flirt with me, I'll flirt back <33

APPEARANCE: curly, messy, black hair. heterochromic eyes (one sea-green, one brown.). lanky and lean. BACKGROUND: Circe is Percy's twin sister. Biologically. She went with Percy, Annabeth and Grover on the quest to find their mother and get the lightning bolt back, even though Chiron had warned them taking 4 people on a quest was bad luck. Well, bad luck it was. The group made their way to Lotus Casino, and Circe got sidetracked, attracted by the games and the food. They lost her. While searching, Ares demands one of the staff there tell Percy she's dead, so that he'll back off the quest. They tell him, and heartbroken, they leave. Once realising she couldn't find her brother anywhere, panic seized her and the staff told her he'd left. She felt betrayed. Had he not wanted her? Everyday, she waited, hoping he'd come back, but he never did. In the process, she meets two other kids, one obsessed with mythomagic and his older sister. They leave at some point too. She makes out 3 years before right now, and starts aging pretty quick, turning up at around 16 while her twin brother is 40. Talk about weird. PEOPLE I KNOW:

@ghost-king-and-thebones Nico Di Angelo. Son of Hades.

@doctor-sunshine-andcarebears William Solace-Di Angelo. Son of Apollo.

@olivernothere Oliver Solace-Di Aneglo. Son of Nico di-angelo/

@chasing-that-jackson Praetor Jackson. Daughter Of Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase. (technically my niece..sigh.)

@sincerely-anniejackson Annabeth Chase. Daughter of Athena.

@ineedtoescapefromreality echo and rosalyn mclean. Children of Piper and Shel Mclean.

@leo-repairguy-valdez Leo Valdez. Son of Hephaestus.

@iggy-mini-miny-moe Ignis Grace. Son of Leo Valdez and Jason Grace.

@notwillingtobefound Will Grace. Son of Leo Valdez and Jason Grace.

@violent-cinnamonroll Aria La Rue. Daughter of Clarisse La Rue and Silena Beauregard.

@daredevil-larue Lucine La Rue. Daughter of Clarisse La Rue and Silena Beauregard.

@hey-guys-its-sam Samantha Zhang. Daughter of Frank Zhang and Hazel Levesque

@yourfavoriteadoptedkid Eloise Zhang. Daughter of Frank Zhang and Hazel Levesque

@not-a-panda Pandora Stoll. Daughter of Travis Stoll and Kaite Gardener.

@crimes-girlfriend Andrea Lilith. Daughter of Hades

@praetor-ambrose-asher Ambrose Asher. Praetor of Rome. @the-poison-and-the-sky Belladonna Chase-Jackson.

Tags: Circe is here! - ic Don't listen to the witch's advice - asks Circe in the Casino - Lore Lotus Casino staff cleans up - Ooc

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[cats-are-grey]

FFXXIV Directory - Ley Qunya

Art by @minoruru

Roleplay and Inspiration Blog for Ley Qunya, FFXIV RP character on Balmung (Crystal). Most things are queued. Occasionally NSFW.

Ley is the reclusive and somewhat aloof owner of Spell Bound, a small bookstore specializing in rare, powerful, or lost tomes, for those who know where to look for it.

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Name: Ley Qunya

Age: Unspecified Adult

Nameday: 16th Sun of the 1st Umbral Moon

Race: Miqo'te (Keeper of the Moon)

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Demi Bi (Polyamorous)

Relationship Status: It's Complicated

Server: Balmung

IC Jobs: Scholar, Summoner, Dancer

Art by @the-sycophant

Appearance: Ley is a fairly unremarkable Miqo'te, aside from the fact that she is nearly all grey. Her hair is well cared for, long and silky and cut in a straight line across her back, the silvery tone nearly identical to her skin. Paler clan markings flow across her body and marks her face, along with a small teardrop shape at her forehead.

Eyes: Grey

Favored Clothing Style: Ley's clothing preferences falls somewhere between Hobo Wild Witch and Dark Academia Prodigy.

Common Accessories: She almost always carries a tome tied to her belt.

Profession:  Rare book dealer. Author.

Hobbies: Perhaps unsurprisingly, Ley reads a lot. What may be less expected is that in her spare time, she finds a decent amount of guilty pleasure in reading romance novels, preferably with an adventure spin. She also plays the cello.

Residence: Gridania, though she spends a decent amount of time traveling

Birthplace: The Black Shroud

Patron Deity: Menphina, the Lover

Spouse: No. Marriage is not a part of her culture and while relationships are not out of the realm of possibility to her, she values her independence and mostly solitary lifestyle too much to give it up.

Children: None, and no plans for that to change.

Parents: She doesn't know her father, but she grew up in a small family clan with her mother and a couple of aunts, who co-parented all the children.

Siblings: Ley has several sisters, and while they don't always see each other a lot, it's not uncommon for them to check in on each other once in a while. She also has a brother she has not seen since he became an adult and left their clan.

Other Relatives: A bunch of cousins she also grew up with.

Pets: While not exactly a pet, Ley is often accompanied by a small faerie named Nox, and a Carbuncle. She also has a silvery Chocobo named Andraste.

* Bold your character’s answer.

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between /  Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Smoking Habit: None

Drugs: It depends. Not regularly, but she can enjoy certain kinds of drugs.

Alcohol: Rarely.

Spell Bound: Ley runs a small bookstore called Spell Bound, specializing in rare and sometimes dangerous (and sometimes illegal) books, tomes, and grimoires. Appointment required.

Forged in Ink: Ley is a fairly decent forger of books and documents if she can be convinced to take on the work

Wild Steps: Ley's tribe traveled heavily through the Black Shroud, and traded with other Keeper tribes. She may be familiar to other Keepers of the Moon.

I am generally open to RP and connections, but I work a lot so I'm not always around. Contact me here on tumblr or find me in game is the best bet.

I do have a Discord and I do RP on it. I don’t give that information out right away though. I’d like to interact in game or through tumblr a few times before I feel comfortable giving that information out.

Player is +30. I am open to most kind types of RP, but please don't expect immediate romance, Ley is a pretty reserved character.

[therealsheriff]

Feed me promises, keep my heart well

I'll sing you songs until the darkness does recede... //OOC HI THERE! This is an ESMP2 RP blog! its an RP group I started hehehe dm me for details/if u wanna join! oh, and this is castor! u aren't getting my main blog hehe(I have a lot of fandoms, I know) Mod speaks in bold, small and orange (example) Jimmy speaks in italic and orange (example) i have a lot of Jimmy headcanons, but heh, this isn't lore heavy, so WOMP WOMP u don't get them! /silly @gemofdawn "One of my closest friends!" @totally-human-mayor "My sister! Well, not actually, but it feels right to call her that :)" @the-great-witch-shelby "The local witch! Used to be a criminal, but shes a lot better now!" @im-to-dye-for "AAAHHHH SCOTT <333 MY LOVELY BOYFRIEND <333333" @princess-of-glimmergrove "Katherine!! My gossip partner, but don't tell anyone you heard that!" @fwhipunderthefloorboards "Fwhip. My former deputy, and now he's a criminal." ...But if in the end I lose my voice,

Will you forget about your love for me?

[novemberthecatadmirer]

CAUTION: extremely OOC horrible doomed ship

So yeah I do ship consensual Aredhel/Eol. Which means horribly ooc headcanons miles away from actual canon

Because I think it's more interesting that way

(That's a cursed sank ship)

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The idea of two social outcasts from different cultures each exiled themselves from their safe & prospering cities met each other in the wild. Yet Love itself is not enough. Two people cannot live forever in a dark forest blissfully away from all the troubles of the outside world and all the troubles they carried themselves.

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The way I ooc-headcanon characters:

Aredhel: Bad Boi TM, boundary what boundary, run away with me to a grand life-changing road trip, honey this mushroom is amazing it made me see Lady Nessa dancing for 3 days

Eol: the local mentally-instable witch hiding in the woods, would love to stay alone making sharp things thank you very much, for fuck's sake that mushroom is poisonous how did you survive

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I think Sindar elves in Doriath had really different words to say about their relationship... Something like "This suspicious Noldor woman came out of nowhere and ignored each and every layers of stranger-repellent enchantment and broke right into our best sword-smith's house. Then our lord who vocally hated Noldor kinslayers is now living with this sister of kinslayer (possibly a kinslayer herself!) and having picnics-under-stars. WTF is there some wicked Valinor enchantment going on with our poor mentally-vulnerable smith or something."

Ah also "Why the fuck is she dressed in all white also there's suspiciously few stain for a traveler. That's a trap right there"

Then one day they just disappeared to the north! Like, the whole political disaster for Thingol. Asked Fingolfin and the Noldor king knew nothing heard nothing. Defection? Abduction? Assassination?

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(Somehow I headcanon Aredhel to be like... the Sun. So many people looked at her and wanted to be picked by her. Especially the broken ones, who believed they could be fixed by her light. But she fixed no one; she burnt stuff. Like Silmaril but more lively and more aggressive)

[thebigsl33p]

Dream's Moving Castle.

Chapter One

A/N: Hi! First chapter of this How's Moving Castle AU! This is a HOWLS MOVING CASTLE AU! MORPHEUS IS OOC, BECAUSE HIS CHARACTER IS HOWL. However I made some changes, use of Sandman characters as film characters etcetera. My Comments do not work, but please let me know if something is wrong!! I will add a link when you can find this on Ao3, I do taglists!

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Market Chipping was always such a busy, complicated place, and Y/N always felt like such a small simple part of it.

The woman loved her city and the festivals it held, the celebrations of spring and the spirits. It was a bright town, with a spectrum of colours decorating the streets and was always filled with well-dressed gentlemen and ladies. The height of its problems were the witches and wizards who prowled the fields and forests which surrounded it, but they tended to keep away from crowded areas, and the neighbouring town which was struggling with politics and their monarch.

But the people of Market Chipping were content.

Y/N made a living through her father’s hat shop, which she had inherited upon his passing, with her mother going to live in one of the big cities and her sister, Rose, working in a fancy bakery uptown. The hat shop was lovely and quaint with a steady supply of local customers, and enough employees that all the workload didn’t fall on Y/N, despite her quiet enthusiasm towards hat making. Although the truth was that she didn’t have many friends and often struggled to get along with the girls who worked in the shop, despite how they asked her out with them every time.

The hat shop was glorious and small. The face was majority glass so from the outside you could see all the hats and posh interior, as well as the floral displays. It was decorated in themes of greens and gold with the multi-coloured hats giving it some energy, and in the back was a workshop, plain and wooden except for all the work materials and feathers. However, Y/N had her own workspace, a little workbench tucked into a small room to the side, with a window right by where she worked and her materials arranged how she liked and knew them. She kept finished projects on a little shelf overhead where people could come and collect them.

From her window, she could see a lot of little Market Chipping, the steam train that ran through the town and the farmer’s fields afterwards which stretched as far as the eye could see.

Our story starts on a lovely spring day, with the hot sun but cool air. Soldiers have returned from their journeys for spring, and so the streets of Market Chipping are filled with singing and dancing and food and laughter. And still, despite the celebrations, Y/N works in her little room, sewing colourful feathers into a hat, and adding floral decorations and beads. She gets lost for a little bit, staring out the window at the fields, what people call “The Waste”. It is truly a beautiful sight on a day like this, but her thoughts are disrupted by three things:

She had carelessly pricked her finger with the needle, jabbing herself right on the corner of her finger and she can see the slight swell of blood. She raises it to her mouth and gently cleans it.

There’s something moving in The Waste. Something big and filled with grandeur, that shuffles and creaks as it goes, releasing steam and fire from its multitude of pipes. She knows this creation; it’s Dream’s castle. Dream, a renowned wizard who was said to eat the hearts of pretty, youthful, girls. Apparently, some form of a heartthrob.

The girls, who seconds later spotted Dream’s castle, moving across the fields, had run to the window with screams of delight, fantasy and false terror. Jests of “he would never eat your heart” and “did you hear about Martha from the town over?” Filling the air.

Gently Y/N poked her head up with slight curiosity but didn’t stop working.

And then, as the girls were closing up and preparing to go for lunch, there was someone at her workspace, leaning on the doorframe. Another girl, who Y/N knew by the name of Daisy, standing there with her bag in her hand, over jacket on and a hat on her head, “Y/N, we just closed the shop. You’ve done enough work. Why don’t you come out with us this time?”

Y/N looks down at the hat in her hands and the girl in the doorway, the girls giggling behind her, “No, I better finish this. You go and have fun.” she nods.

Daisy offers her a kind and understanding smile, before shrugging, “Alright, suit yourself.” And then she turns to the room of gossiping women, “Let’s go girls!”

The women giggle and laugh and chatter about Dream and whether or not he’ll come for them, and Y/N watches from her window as his mechanical castle disappears into a soft, oncoming, rolling, mist.

She spends the next half hour finishing up her hat, adding the final touches before tucking it safely into a box, tying a bow and placing it on her shelf. And then she grabs her own coat, turns off all the lights and locks the shop up for good. She steps into the bustling streets and easily slips through the crowds of celebrating and joyous people, before turning down a quiet and easier alleyway. Y/N is going to visit her sister, Rose, at her job. It’s a busy day with all the soldiers back in town but she won’t let that stop her.

The first couple of minutes of the walk are nice and peaceful, she keeps her head down and no one who passes her takes any notice. She sees the backs of colourful and loved houses, with washing and plants hanging out the windows, housecats which cross between the open doorways. But her peace is disrupted the moment she steps through an archway.

There are two soldiers, both young, standing on either side of the alleway and the moment they see her, their eyes light up and they begin to smile. The youngest of the two, steps forward and nudges his buddy before blocking Y/N’s path, “Hey, looks like a little mouse lost its way.” he taunts.

The hatmaker shakes her head furiously, fear creeping up inside her, “Oh no, I’m not lost.” she’s trying her best to be polite in the hopes that if she doesn’t enrage or upset these men they won’t do anything to her.

“This little mouse looks thirsty.” The second soldier, a man with a thin layer of hair on his top lip, grins, “We should take her for a cup of tea.”

She shakes her head again, eyes going wide and she stumbles back, “No thanks, my sister’s expecting me.”

“She’s pretty cute for a mouse.”

“How old are you anyway?”

“You live around here?”

The best she can muster against the questions is a quiet and panicked, “Leave me alone.”

They continue: “You see? Your moustache scares off all the girls.”

“She’s even cuter when she’s scared.”

She’s cornered now, shaking slightly and still moving her head in defiance.

And then she feels a hand on her shoulder - someone behind her - pulling her close to them and keeping her stable, not touching her any further.

And a voice, deep and powerful, “There you are sweetheart.” Y/N looks to her side and sees a man with dark messy hair, dark eyes and pale skin. He’s dressed in fancy shirts and jewellery, but on his shoulders is a big black coat. He meets her eyes and sees the stars flash in them, before he grins at her, “Sorry I’m late. I was looking everywhere for you.”

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[forgottenroisin]

OOC | Malconaire Character Arc Notes

idk what this is just...ruminations??? general thoughts??? notes to self?????

roisin malconaire & the power of wonder -- harnessing hope and devotion and belief to enact positive change

so rosie's character theme, as we already know, is wonder, and i've been ruminating a little on her growth arc (i always do this a lil -- this is what the 'crisis' and 'revelations' sections on my characters' pinterest boards always sort of track, sort of nesting into the 3-act plot structure kinda thing ig alksdjfklsjdf [ here's ] rosie's if you're interested) but esp in relation to the ~fall of malconaire~ (the timber! plot if you will...a lil tree humor for ya ig laskdjfkljdsf), which i do think, esp since it now seems it'll come more or less on top of her learning that it was edmund at the battle of m revelation, etc, and yeah i think its just pulling down walls for her, just bludgeoning her w, to borrow a phrase, ~life is not a song~ stuff which i think will feed into her ~crisis segment

but ofc it is in crisis that we either crack, or learn the tools we need to survive and, hopefully, to thrive. in her last crisis (the conquest, the battle of m), rosie really learned to cocoon herself, to push out and away from the bad and focus in entirely on the good -- that is to say, last time, she cracked. last time she depended on her sisters and the ppl around her, dug in, and tried to shut out the bad. now the bad will come for her, ripping her castle in the sky to shreds and depriving her of the option of shutting it out entirely. at first, i think this will cause her to lose faith in her wonder. she'll still see beauty, but i think hope will be a tremulous thing, and love scattered to the four winds w her sisters lost to her. i think it'll be that -- you can't always be strong, but you can always be brave -- sort of thing. she'll have to grapple with. she'll have to wke up everyday and confront the bad and choose either to be trampled or to take another step forward.

her first step will come before she loses her sisters, though, and i think will be done for love of them, and that'll be the witch trials. ive already talked a bit abt what i think she'll do, but rosie is a creature of wonder, right: her power is understanding how ppl feel, how they perceive, and i think she has it in her to weave iconographies, to bend the eye and the ear of others. she already does things like wear heraldic dresses to make statements as a form of rebellion -- she tells stories, she plays pranks, but enthusiasm is also fervor and it's darker side is fanaticism, and that's just what she's watching being played out against her own family at the trials, so yeah as ive said before, i see her weaving that in an effort to try and free them at the cost of herself. tbh idk that it'll work, but yeah!!

i think she'll, as i said [ here ], I can def see rosie confessing and tryna use sort of the above skills/ideas etc to try and hold herself accountable so her sisters can go free and then 'cursing' roderick when it doesn't work (this would be effective in haunting him no lie that dude is already paranoid and now everyy lil thing that goes wrong is the witch's fault!!!! asldkfjskjldf which might cause more problems than it solves but rosie ~can be a lil impetuous and we already knew she had a prank streak as a way of exacting vengeance on her oppressors this one's just an extremely dark vers of the admittedly v lighthearted ones we've seen in the past ndsljfaksldjfkjlsdf not me like 'i accidentally foreshadowed her crisis moment' laskjdfkjdsf imma own i *cough* was planning this from the beginning *cough* ;DDDD) but yeah obv brigit coming forward will kinda trump rosie's efforts since, well, brigit really ~is the real thing alkjdsfkljsdjfk

anyway, after the escape where the sisters are split up etc rosie's def gonna feel hella lost and like everything they ever fought for/believed in is lost and has come to nothing, but ofc malconaire isn't just a place, its a spirit, its a ppl, and rosie just needs to rediscover her wonder so rediscover it <333333 and from there, i feel like she can unleash her showmanship, her understanding of perception, to really leave an impression if she wants to -- there is power in what ppl believe, and power does lie where ppl think it does -- and i think she might find she ideally suited to tap into that, to become a kind of visionary, and to help galvanize others to really believe -- i think that might just be rosie's best self, if she can ever find her way to it!

anyway idk what this was!! have a thing lkjasdkfljkjsdf just more ~malconaire fallout~ thoughts ig alksjdfksljdf <3

[senatushq]

"You are wrong. The Gods abandoned you a long time ago. There's no way you can win." - Fenrir

The Six were back. At least, that’s what some people thought. Aegnor caught a glimpse of Titania in her prime, cheering amidst the crowd as vines of shadow wrapped around a competitor and strung them upside down. Rhiannon heard Ezekiel’s voice whooping from the stands as her blade of mage’s bane cut through a witch’s spell. Hakan caught a glimpse of his progeny and Rowan asked his flavor of the week what they wanted to drink and heard Gabriel’s voice: “Liquid courage,” when Rowan turned towards it, he saw Gabriel's face, but once he blinked, the dhampir was gone.

Lucas was feeding some stray cats as he prayed to the Gods for good fortune in the fights to come. Muttering under his breath, Marisol asked if he was talking to himself again, but when he looked up he only caught a glimpse of her smile before the reaper was gone. Uriel was waiting for Logon to come back with something warm when Adatiel sat down beside him; she asked, “Who’s up next?” But when Uriel turned to look at his sister Death, no one was there but Logon approaching with mulled wine. Sat alone in the beer tent, Efigenia enjoyed a quiet glass of red alone; naturally, she’d conjured it from home because she would not be drinking the lycan swill or the milkbone-enriched variant from Old Frascati. Her glass, nearly empty, a hand moved and refilled it for her. Efigenia noted signature cufflinks and the suit that went along with them. She didn’t look, but when she mumbled her gratitude, she heard Kaan’s voice. “You’re welcome.” 

Echoes. Memories of the departed lingered about the event. The Six were gone but refused to be forgotten. Family, friends, and strangers alike caught glimpses of them over the days; they heard their voices, felt their hands at the back, or felt the warmth of their presence, but only for a moment.

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Everyone with connections to The Six (and those without) would have at least caught a glimpse of them at some point; we love pain.

Post on the 23rd will tie off the smaller events from Day 3

Post on the evening of the 24th will announce the finalists in the Alpha Gauntlet

Post on the morning of the 25th will announce the next Alpha of Lupercal.

See below the winners of the All-Fighter Tournament, The Singles Gauntlet, and the First Round of the Alpha Tournament.

Open Lycan Gauntlet

*Bragging rights and Free Drinks for 1 year at All Fours

Jovial, fun, and good-natured fun among lycans. The gauntlet opened exclusively to lycans, and saw them balance on wooden beams hammered into the ground. This was Alek's idea because he thought it'd be funny if someone fell and cracked their head; he also forgot that he'd signed up for the fight.

Napoleon tackled Carmine early on, and the two fell, making out when they hit the ground. Connor claimed to have better balance than Anders, but with one sharp shove, down he went. Regina and Flora seemed to be the only two people taking it seriously until Tripp threw a stick, and Regina lost her balance when she had to duck it. Lucas's shoes came untied, and Damian was still weak in the knees from the events surrounding Lupercalia. Lain was still recovering from the day before and ended up keeling over as soon as the gauntlet began.

One by one, they fell like dominoes until only Flora was left standing.

Alpha Gauntlet (Round 1)

Enriched by the emissaries' powers and the Lupo pack's joint ambitions, those competing for Alpha were compelled to put their all into it. Violent, brutal, and relentless, the person who would ultimately win the Alpha Tournament would be someone destined and deserving for the position chosen by the Fates themselves.

All eyes were on Lain to see if he would pull something out like he had in the preliminary round, instead he got the shit kicked out of him by Serkan. As slicked up as Kayce was in olive oil, he was no match for Adamo who seemed suspiciously good at wrangling greased-up men. The unexpected arrival of Anders from the Tana Pack made him an instant crowd favourite, while some people didn't understand what they saw in those vacant eyes it wasn't his face that they were looking at. After beating Flora he quickly lost the crowd's favour.

Eric was ready to give Alpha the old college try but was dragged up and down the ring before they were tossed into the stands. Davhy had something to prove, Sehanine's chosen lythari, first blessed in an age; he dedicated the fight to Moonbow and while the crowd grumbled and rolled their eyes they looked on with some amazement as the lythari transformed and then beat the shit out of The Noble.

Remus wasn't a lycan unless he wanted to be, people didn't really know what would happen if he won Alpha but it didn't seem fair. He transformed into a dragon, tossed Nidhogg a wink, and then flung The Rancor comically far. Max thought that he'd have it easy fighting Aurea, but he was wrong, and the fight was over before he even had a chance to shift - his arm broken as a clear reminder. Jerry (an omega who'd been kicked out of his pack for being weird) fought Nash and it didn't really go well; the draegloth transformed, tore the lycan in two with his four arms, ate his heart, and then pissed on the body in front of everyone. Nash whistled as he did before he shook a leg and walked off. Smell ya later.

All Fighter Gauntlet

*winner receives bragging rights and free waffles for 1 year at the Waffle House

Once again, Remus strode into the arena, ready to lay waste to yet another competition. The fighters that had stepped forward were all some of the strongest and the best of the best. The fairgrounds could not contain the altercation that spilled forward as any laws that might have bound the fighters outside of Lupercalia held no bearing now. Lycans battled against dragons and fought against archfiends, demigods, aspects, fallen aasimar, and drow alike. Sorcerers were embedded and enriched with magic, fortified by changelings, and outside forces. There were no restrictions; the last person still standing would be declared the victor.

Remus was a seasoned veteran of one of the most significant wars the mortal realm had ever seen, an heir of Mars reborn through Abyssal magic. Horus, the son of Lathander the Morninglord, the greatest warrior of the Seldarine, and a force that had not been seen for thousands of years. In the end, they were the only two left standing; Remus prepared himself to copy the other's power to add Horus's ability to the aspect's long list of abilities he had gathered today. Fenrir. Sathanas. Morgana. Nidhogg. Abaddon. The list went on and on.

Horus's wings spread wide as authority manifested over the God, and Remus burned. Scorched through by divine fire and incapacitated as the crowd roared Horus's name.

Gladiator Tournament (Singles)

*All inclusive spa package for one at the local bathhouse, complete with a happy ending

Disaster. Absolute disaster. The tournament was meant to be contained exclusively to the fairgrounds, however, things quickly got out of hand. Akephaloi, aeternae, demogorgons, eidolons, hellhounds, kelpies, golems, stymphalian, and wyverns ran wild went they broke out of their enclosures. As it turned out, the lycans of Lupercalia knew absolutely nothing about the storage and care of supernatural creatures.

Fair was fair though, so only those competing in the singles tournament were allowed to hunt down the creatures and either slay them or incapacitate them. New rules were hastily rewritten so the person with the most kills or captures would win.

For an hour, chaos ran wild as the hunters went to work; in the end, there was a tie between Nidhogg, Sathanas, and Octavian; a three-way fight was held, and with his flames, the archdruid stood as the victor.

[bothsidesofaquestion]

If you could develop your own canon storyline with Kurt, what would it be and why? How would you want it to affect the character going forward in terms of his legacy in Marvel Comics?

And also: GIVE US YOUR BAMF HEADCANONS.

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::ooc:: I don't think I'd change it drastically, mostly his past; probably the circus background cause I've always found it confusing. I need to sit and think of a proper timeline cause you know how Marble is with those and all these countless retcons.

I'd write him pagan, Margali is a witch and she wouldn't hide it from her family, in my head that makes no sense. He certainly would have a little knowledge ( not as much as Margali and Jimaine though ) and obviously, Jimaine is just a sister. I believe she'd try to kick his ass along with Margali after finding out he killed Stefan.

And Stefan's death? He didn't unintentionally kill him (to align it with my main/default verse); it was completely on purpose and that's something that always torments Kurt no matter how justified it is.

Kurt becomes catholic in his late teens and that's thanks to father Wagner (I have a lot to explain about this part of his life tbh) and that's how he adopts that last name. He was previously Kurt Szardos.

Aaaand... I'm going to stop right here cause I'd write pages of what I'd like to do, I've put a a lot of thought over this for decades.

Most of the things I'd change would be to make more sense, I don't really dislike any of Kurt's background besides The Draco and that's mostly because of what Chuck Austen did however... These things are part of him, even his death so, i'd probably just re-write here and there to make it more cohesive and I'd obviously add Raven and Irene.

I've always considered him the underdog despite being a well known loved character and honestly? I like that for him so, I would and want to keep his legacy. He represents something important that other mutants won't and will never because of his physical appeareance.

Now, regading the Bamfs, I do have a few headcanons, I'm linking them here :) [1] & [2] and, I don't mention this often but I have it in my muse page, Kurt is sans bamfs in my main/default verse and I'll aways write him lbamfless unless they're requested so, if someone replies to me and adds/mention the bamfs I'd go along with the flow but I think it's important to mention this, to clear things up cause I'd love for my verses to be acknowledged by my rp partners.

[ace-and-the-rpg-horrors]

Witch's Heart comic idea i've had for a while, my writing is probably a little OOC. (spoilers for WH + it's a little sad):

Ashe and Claire are in the kitchen, decorating doughnuts

Claire: "making doughnuts is so much fun, isn't it Ashe? look, they look so pretty!! this galactic one is for Noel, the flower one is for Wilardo, the purple one is for Sirius...."

Claire suddenly appears to turn into Lilia, saying something similar

Ashe: "haha, yes!! this was a wonderful idea Lil- Miss Claire!!"

unfortunately, Claire catches his slip-up

Claire: "are you okay Ashe...? this whole time we've been making doughnuts, you've been deep in thought... and well.... you look kinda... sad? and just now, it seemed like you were about to call me a different name?"

Ashe freezes- he's unsure whether he'll be able to pull off a complete lie, so he decides that a half truth wouldn't hurt...

Ashe: "well... to be honest with you Miss Claire.. i'm a little homesick. and you remind me of my little sister Lilia- the resemblance is a little uncanny actually!"

Claire: "oh... that's right, you travel a lot, right? even someone as cheerful as you must miss their family a lot... and you have a little sister? that makes so much sense, you do seem like an older brother!! your sister is so lucky, what is she like?"

Ashe smiles and although he'd prefer not to have revealed anything, it's nice to talk about his family

Ashe: "well... she's a lot like you Miss Claire! she's a bright, joyful girl who adores cute things, sweets and bows. and you are 23, correct? so you two would be the same age too, Lilia is 4 years younger than me"

Claire: "wow, really? oh Ashe, once we escape this mansion, you must introduce me to her!!"

Ashe: "haha, of course Miss Claire!! Lilia would be overjoyed to have a friend like you, i'm sure the two of you would get along better than you and i do! bless her, she's so sweet and social, yet doesn't have too many friends because she can't leave the house too often due to illness. i would gladly introduce her to you!!"

this whole next part is Ashe thinking:

"... well, that part's true... i would gladly do so... if Lilia were alive..."

"and Miss Claire looking like Lilia is no lie either... will i even be able to kill her...? no, don't get distracted. you lose if you hesitate. you lose if you worry. i'm doing this to get Lilia back, as well as my parents. once that happens... i won't need to care about Claire, won't need to spare her a thought... that's right. i'll kill her and bring my family back, even if it hurts!"

[lilingtheda]

Today, I wish to introduce me and my twin sister, Roya. Starting with myself.

I go by Li Ling, Chinese name that was given to me all of my life. I, an angelic maiden of creativity. With my magic paint brush, I can create a lot of items that are both wanted and needed, and my dear host, Mythra can use it as well. We can bond each other so she can become even stronger, and the others can do it as well.☺️

I enjoy many things, even things that I've never seen before. I love seeing new things created by the world around me. Also, I enjoy a nice cup of tea. Milk tea, iced tea, hot tea, and more. I even-

Roya: You can also be a huge simp for large men.😏

Me: !!! 😱 ROYA!!! WHY DID YOU SAY THAT!? 😠

Roya: Aw, come on sis. This may be your blog, but it wouldn't be as interesting if I were to introduce myself instead, right?

Me: ... Is that why you said that about me?

Roya: Hehehe... Yup. 😏

Me: ...*Sigh* Fine. You can introduce yourself.

Roya: Haha! Yes! Now, how should I introduce myself?

*Claps her hands* Ok. Hey y'all. The name's Roya, the demonic thoughts of the dark side of the Dream Reaper herself, and Li Ling's twin sister. Yes, I may be an angel, and we may not look alike, but we truly are sisters. I can also create things, but mine are a little more different. Most things that I can create would be represented by the dark side of the mind, it can be dark and very twisted, like a chainsaw or a pack of savage imps. 😈 And yes, I can also bond with OUR host, Mythra. She can use the powers as well, but she mostly uses our for parkouring and attacking her enemies as tough as she can.

I tend to enjoy many things, but they're mostly things that most people would consider "Fetishes" or "Inappropriate". And sure, they can, but I enjoy them, and others do too, so I'm not hurting anyone. Especially I-

Me: You love a certain Umbra Witch with guns for heels.

Roya: !!! LI LING WTF!?!?!

Me: Hmph. You interrupted me, so it should be fair that I do it too.

Roya: ...You b*tch.

Me: HEY! LANGUAGE!!! 😡🖌️

Roya: ! NOPE!!! 🏃‍♀️💨

(OOC: Yes. Both of these two represent me, and I have a couple more to name. And Roya has a blog as well, though nothing has been posted yet, and it's content is made for people over 18 for reasons. You can check out Roya's blog and my blog as long as you want. Just make sure you're 18 if you want to see the stuff on Roya's content 😅)

[the-institute-promos]

➤ OPEN CHARACTER: MING-HUA, 28, PROFESSOR, WITCH

FULL NAME: Han Ming-hua NICKNAME(S): Up to player PRONOUNS: She/Her BIRTHDAY: September 7 AGE: 28 STATUS: Professor SUBJECT: Mathematics SPECIES: Witch SPECIAL POWERS: Typical of species, specializes in elemental magic SEXUALITY: Up to player I AM A: Up to player I WANT A: Up to player TURN-ONS: Up to player TURN-OFFS: Up to player

➤ BIOGRAPHY

As personal stories go, Ming-hau’s is rather unremarkable. She is the youngest daughter of six, coming along unexpectedly. And that was the last surprising thing she accomplished, at least according to her parents, grandparents, and five older sisters. In a family where magical ability ran strong, Ming-hua never seemed to manage anything more than adequate at best. At least as far as her family thought. Realizing at an early age that no matter what standard she met in her family’s estimation, they would never been satisfied. She had watched her older sisters strive to meet the exacting expectations and had listened to each of them cry in the dark of the night any time they failed. It was enough to inspire the young Ming-hua to refuse to attempt the obstacle course that was acceptance in her family. Upon her graduation from high school, she further flaunted her family’s wishes by obtaining her degrees in Mathematics and teaching credentials aside. It was as she was nearing completion of her accreditation courses that she learned of The Institute and the openings in their teaching staff. While the social dynamics do not interest her overly much, the idea that as a witch she would be surrounded by like souls held a great deal of appeal. Wasting no time, she adjusted her classes and testing to accommodate university level courses and once completed, sent her application into the administration of the school.

➤ PERSONALITY

✚ Determined, adaptable, attentive ▬ Guarded, arrogant, insecure

➤ ESTABLISHED CONNECTIONS

None

➤ FACE CLAIM & OOC INFO

Ming-hua’s faceclaim is Arden Cho. // Could Ming-hua be right for you?

Bio written by Lo.

The Institute - Plot - Rules - Ask - Apply

The Institute is a supernatural master/slave roleplay established in 2015, set at a prestigious university on a tropical island--a prestigious university with some dark secrets.

Our long-term NPC headmaster has just been killed, and we are rolling out big IC changes--new worldbuilding, new in character rules, new locations, and new open characters! Join us today to be part of our revamp!

CURRENT BANS: NONE

[welcometothevale]

OOC POST — funny haha

I HATE living in my brain 😂😂

Sam in Supernatural said “you think I’m wrong?” And the next thought from my brain was “her sister was a witch, right? And what was her sister? A princess. The wicked witch of the east, bro.”

“You’re gonna look at me and tell me that I’m wrong?”

And that ‘tell me that I’m wrong’ and sam’s ‘you think I’m wrong’ had the same cadence and intonation.

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#5

Violet eyes rose to meet her own as she entered the room, Rhysand rose a finger to his lips before he looked down at his sister. Marsaili was curled up asleep, her head was resting upon his lap as her fingers were gripping the edge of his shirt.

"I'm sorry my Rose," he whispered as he held his hand out for Silarial, wanting him to come to sit beside him. "She fell asleep, she hasn't been sleeping well and I didn't want to disturb her."

She frowned moving to sit next to him. She held his chin kissing him softly before she leaned her head on his shoulder.

"Why are you apologizing to me? Tamlin does this a lot too, and Mabry did it when we were all small."

She flushed and kissed his shoulder.

"It just shows you'd be an amazing father."

She resisted the urge to touch her stomach. She wanted to tell him, to celebrate now that it was confirmed. But she didn't want to disturb them.

"Is there anything I can do?"

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Sebastien rubbed his face.

"I can't believe you made a deal with Changelings Alexie."

Natalia huffed and went back to focusing on the fire.

"I am not surprised he takes too much after you."

Sebastien shot her a look, his voice carried in their bond.

But you like that he is like me, Tasha.

Pride slid through him as he saw Natalia's lips twitch before she turned fully to the fire.

Not in this Basha.

Sebastien sighed and looked to Aleksander. She was right, Aleksander made him proud in so many ways. He had hoped he wouldn't be as reckless as he'd been in his youth.

"I'm not sure if I should be proud or terrified for you. This war is -"

He sat down, pushing some coffee toward him. Ursula watched her father and brother. She frowned at her mother, trying to stand still.

"We are at war Mama why does it matter what I wear?"

"Because I will not have my daughter be dressed in rags. Now stand still so you do not bleed, girl."

Ursula's jaw set, and Sebastien turned to watch them. He tapped his finger on the table discreetly, getting his youngest attention. He held up a small bowl of chocolate. It was meager compared to the wealth and money they'd had in Nirtea. Sometimes, he was happy Ursula didn't remember when he saw how happy this simple thing made her. He put a finger to his lips, and Ursusla nodded eagerly. She finally stood obediently for her mother.

Natalia knew, of course she did. He'd found some for her, but that was neither here nor there. He looked back at Aleksander it still surprised him to see just Aleksander and not Azriel by his side. They'd been so close once before.

"The Changelings will play with you. I was betrothed to an Eyrie long ago. She was worthless to her kind, her wings to be clipped as she could not help them. She wasn't strong enough to bear a child, the thing she was meant to do."

Sebastien rolled his eyes at that and drummed his long fingers on the table.

"Her mate was away, and even when I contacted him to hurry home, we weren't in time. She died too weak to handle the procedure. Melkor was...he - he was a ruthless fighter, but this pushed him over the edge. He shunned everyone who knew him and left the island. Years later, once your mother and I had met and mated, we crossed paths again. He'd tracked down a Changeling Colony. A fledgling one by the sounds of it. He told us they could reunite him with his Marion."

Sebastien lips twisted, and he looked to his hands.

"I am not sure how or why it happens, but some mates who die do not pass on. They cling to their mates and appear as apparition only their mate can see and interact with. I - I confess it's far-fetched, but I have heard it happen many times. Or maybe the fae are truly insane, I do not know - they do not live long. Melkor lived far longer than any others I'd meet since him. Do you know how they fulfilled their request to him, Aleksander?"

He could still see the torn limbs, the viscera, the sheer violence, and carriage of it. Smaug had laughed and playfully lunged for him. If Natalia hadn't been there, he would have died out of sheer shock.

It had been the first real death he'd seen when the Revolutions began against the Daglan. He'd see Smaug many times over the next 100 years or war. He supposed he should thank him in a twisted way for switching sides in the end - without his support, they would have never won. At least they'd gone nearly 700 years without the Changelings appearing to cause trouble, till now.

"If you truly want to do this, we will support you. But I am not letting you do this alone, Aleksander."

12 notes - Posted November 10, 2022

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Love Is Madness

@luxmaeastra

"You claim to love this court Unah and yet you run the moment things don't go your way?"

Unah spun to look at him her eyes flaring silver, her body flaring in her veins. Rhysand held his ground as she stalked back to him.

"Don't you dare. Don't you fucking dare. I have given everything for this court. I will not be caught in a civil war. I warned you of the cracks, of the way your inhabitants in Velaris felt and you didn't listen."

"So you run? Is that it? Off to seduce —"

Rhysand stumbled backward as she slapped him. She stepped closer the wind picking up around them.

"Fuck you. I never fault you for sleeping with someone as young as her. I never yelled at you for calling what should have been, for giving her the jewels and crowns that should have been mine."

He scoffed and lowered his hand.

"Being High Lady is more than the looks and luxury Unah. Feyre is am adult regardless of what you insinuate. She knew the relationship she was getting into —"

"You sound like Drakon."

"Perhaps Drakon had a fucking point then. And he's dead. That dream of yours should have died with him.'

She squeezed her hands, her nails digging into her palm.

"Don't you think it wouldn't have if you didn't keep promising it to me? If you didn't keep pursing me?"

"Oh like you didn't like it? Like you didn't toy right back with me? Or do you think I don't know about Henri?"

Unah's face smoothed over and she stepped away as the others of his court arrived. She sent him a cold look moving to stand with Feyre and Morrigan.

They would be here soon.

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Franco glanced at Oren as they stood in the shadows. Mars seemed to want to keep the reveal as secret as possible.

"You don't look nervous."

Oren looked from the horizon to him and rose an eyebrow. It still jarred him how much he'd grown up.

"But you think I am?"

"You're doing that nail picking thing Cahir does when he's tense and nervous."

He frowned and looked at his finger. He sighed mentally healing the wound and clasping his hands behind his back. He blinked and looked back at Franco.

"Wait how do you know Cahir? You were 10 when I died."

"I've met him and Cirah in Vallhan. I like them, a little stiff but fun once you get alcohol in them."

His lips twitched.

"That seems like them. They're married now right? How are they? Happy?"

"Well I saw them on their honeymoon tour and they were all soft with each other. I didn't like it, very annoying and uncomfortable."

Oren could feel a genuine smile at that.

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[devildom-persephone]

I’ll ask Norman right now! I’m calling him right now in fact!

She’s MY little sister I’m suppose to see her first before anyone else other than my daddy and papa… ( •̀⤙•́ )

Stupid witch.

OOC: Omg who said that not me not this adorable innocent 8 year old noooooo

Persephone, you cannot trust Maddi. No matter what she offers you. Please trust me. She's trying to get Norman to kill your father.

- Lucifer (@avatar-of-pride)

WHAT?! I already said hi to her on accident! ‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )‧º·˚

I wanna see daddy and papa (⌯˃̶᷄ ﹏ ˂̶᷄⌯)