#librarian: julia

[basicallyanotherwitchesthing]

Derek & Julia Parker - The Zodiac Library: Libra - Mitchell Beazley/Mayflower - 1972 (cover design by Martin Bronkhorst with Nick Eddison)

[gothicseverance]

“Specter Bridegroom” narratives in folk ballads (…) generally serve as warnings against either being tricked by spirits or letting one’s grief lead to one’s own death.

—The Gothic Library

Gif by @jackietaylorsghost 🖤

[found-family-tournament]

Found Family Tournament Round 2 Part 1 Group 2

Propaganda and further images under the cut

Quentin, Eliot, Alice, Margo, Julia & Kady

Idk man, they go through a lot of shit together. And, oh my god, I adore the musical numbers.

Librarians

Imagine a magic library appoints some guy to be its keeper, then after a while realises the task has made him a strange and lonely man whose only friend is a sentient sword. Aiming to fix this, the library appoints a gaggle of likeminded yet very different people for him to interact with. The cast consists of: Flynn Carsen, the afformented man whose best friend is a sword and who thinks a day without an Indiana Jones style adventure is a day wasted. Eve Baird, a woman raised to be a soldier suddenly thrown into a world of wonder, magic and dangers she knows nothing of, now tasked with keeping 4 eccentric, genius minds from being killed by their curiosity. Cassandra Cillian, a math whiz genius who's lived an isolated life from being put on a pedestal as a child, who has since been diagnosed with brain cancer and is desperately trying to live life to the fullest for as long as she can. Dresses like Ms. Frizzle. Jacob Stone, yeehaw cowboy dude who publishes his groundbreaking art and architecture history papers under a pen name because he knows his yeehaw cowboy family wouldn't approve. He's got the brains AND brawn. Ezekiel Jones, Australian techie and professional thief. The guy lived the Carmen Sandiego life before being recruited. Tries to act tough and morally grey but is genuinely the least selfish out of them all. Youngest Sibling Vibes are Off the Chart. Jenkins aka. the actual sir. Galahad from the Arthurian legend is here also. He's just some grumpy immortal grandpa don't worry about it. They're all just a bunch of nerdy adults who didn't have any friends or loving families growing up who find themselves living the life they dreamed about as children and it doesn't take long for them to consider each other, and the library, home.

[mirasmirages]

Scars (part 5)

first previous masterlist next

Has: texting, zoo setting, panic attack, flashbacks, alcohol mention, pizza, tattoos

James and his family belongs to @starliight-whump

~

James woke up the next morning to a room bathed in sunlight. He blinked in confusion for a minute before he realized, that was the first time he woke up that day. He hadn't had nightmares bad enough to keep him up.

The library book had fallen to the floor, so he picked it up and flipped through it until he found the page he had fallen asleep at last night. He had gotten through a little under a tenth of the book, which wasn't bad. He took his phone and snapped a photo of the book from the top to show his progress and sent it to Henry.

I'm enjoying it.

He didn't have to wait long before the reply ticked in.

Awesome!

Hours later, when James was wrapped up in a blanket, reading on the couch, his phone lit up with another text. It was a picture of Henry with glitter on his face, in front of a big table covered in paper scraps, crayons and glue sticks.

Craft's day is great, but is sure does make a mess!

James rested the book against his chest and typed out his reply.

Looks fun! You got something on your face.

Do you know how hard it is to get rid of glitter? This is what I look like now. Our next event will have to be Twilight themed.

James had a vague memory of Julia reading those books, many years ago.

I'll bring Julia. She'll love it.

-

Do I get hot pockets for dinner or act like an adult and get frozen pizza?

James reached for his phone the moment it lit up. Henry would be on his way home from the library now.

Is frozen pizza really adult?

They had been texting for a few days now, about nothing in particular. Henry would send him random updates from the library, and James found himself looking for anything normal he could say to keep the conversation going. Other than James's first message, they hadn't talked about what had happened to him at all. Henry never asked, and James found that he was able to act more like his old self with Henry than he was around his family. Even Julia, who did her best to pretend nothing was wrong, always looked at him like he was one wrong movement away from a panic attack. To be fair, he often was. Still, it was nice to talk to someone who didn't know him before, who wouldn't look at him and see what was missing.

It is if you make it in the oven.

I don't think that's how it works.

Too late, I got the pizza. If that's not adult, I guess I'm forever young, baby!

-

"Uncle James! Look!"

Oliver grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the tiger enclosure, where a sleeping tiger seemed to be waking up.

"Wow, that's amazing! Look how big it is!"

Julia was not far behind. "Look, it's coming towards us! Let me get a picture!"

James knelt next to Oliver so she could take a picture of them. He looked into the lens of her camera and tried to remind himself how to smile.

Smile, James. The memory came sudden and unbidden, Harrison's voice drowning out the world around him. Smile for me, or I will make you.

"James. James, can you hear me?"

Julia was in front of him, hugging Oliver to her side. James blinked, confused at the bright sunlight all around him, as her face came into focus.

"Huh?"

"You're okay, James, you're safe. Do you need to go home?"

"Mommy, I don't wanna go home!" Oliver complained.

"I know, but we can come back another time."

James shook his head. "No, I'm fine. We can--we can stay."

He didn't feel great, with so many people and noises and now the memories pushing to the surface, but he had wanted to come here today. It would be a nice story to tell Henry later, and he had wanted to send a picture, too, since Henry had sent him several pictures. It was a bit disappointing that he wouldn't be able to.

Oliver decided they should look at the elephants next, and then they went to the petting zoo, where James got to pet an alpaca. By the time they stopped for a meal, James was exhausted.

"Do you wanna go home after this?" Julia whispered when Oliver was distracted by his coloring place mat.

"Yeah," James said, picking at his food. He felt like he could sleep for days after this. "Actually, can we go one more place first?"

They went to the penguin enclosure. James hadn't tried again to get any pictures of himself again, but he could get a picture of the penguins, since they had talked about the gay penguin children's books.

Oliver talked excitedly about all the new animal facts he had learned while they went to the car. James was barely pretending to listen, collapsing into the front seat when they got there.

Julia got Oliver buckled in, and started driving. It was only a fifteen minute ride home, and then James could go to bed.

"James?"

"Hm?"

Julia put her phone in his hand. "I know you didn't like the camera, but I hope this is okay. You can delete them if you don't like them."

The phone was open to the camera roll, with a handful of pictures James hadn't noticed her taking. They were all of Oliver, but James was in some of them too. His back was turned in most of them, just his blue jacket and dark hair, but in a few, his face was visible as he talked to Oliver.

"No, this is … this is fine," James said, flipping through the pictures again, looking for one he could send to Henry. "Can I have some of these?"

"Take whatever you want."

James texted a few of the pictures to himself, and started planning what he would write to Henry when he got home.

-

"Hi."

Henry looked up, first with a polite smile on his face, that turned into a surprised grin when he recognized James.

"James! You're here!" He looked around for a second. "Where's your sister?"

"At work, I think. I'm alone today," James said, and didn't mention that his dad was waiting in the car. "I wanted to return the book."

"You finished it? What did you think?" Henry took the book when James handed it to him. "Do you want the next one?"

James shook his head. "I had the other books at home, actually, so I read all of them. I thought maybe you could help me find something new?"

"Absolutely," Henry said. He registered the book in the system, and James went with him to shelve it. "Do you know what you're looking for? More fantasy? Something you've read before? Same author?"

"I don't know," James said. It had been nice to read something old and familiar, but maybe something new would be just as nice. "Do you have a book you like? Maybe I can try that."

"I have tons," Henry said, and pulled a green book with gold accents off the shelf. "I just finished this series, if you think a magical school sounds interesting. It has some cool original world building, and I like the characters."

James took the book. A Deadly Education. A magic school didn't sound too bad. He flipped it over to read the back. "It sounds dramatic."

Henry laughed. "And the main character is the most dramatic of all, but she's sixteen, so she's forgiven."

-

I want a new tattoo, but I don't know what to get. Any ideas?

Where are you getting it?

Shoulder or shoulder blade, depending on the design.

You could get a hot pocket tattoo.

As soon as he sent it, James worried that it wouldn't read as a joke, and started writing a clarification, but Henry replied before he could finish typing.

I am ashamed to tell you I already have that.

The next message was a picture of a blurry tattoo that might, with some imagination, resemble a hot pocket.

…why?

I was drunk and my friend wanted to try doing a stick-and-poke. It seemed like a good idea at the time.

James struggled to imagine thinking getting a drunk tattoo was a good idea, but he supposed that's why it happened while drunk.

Do you have a lot of good ideas when you're drunk?

I used to. I'm a recovering alcoholic, so I don't really drink anymore, but back in the day? Half my ideas were drunk ideas, and they all seemed good at the time.

… Oh. They had texted a lot over the past couple of weeks, but their conversations had stayed light, avoiding anything too personal. That Henry would trust him with something like this was … it made James wonder if he should tell Henry something in return. Anything, about why he was the way he was. Just the thought of typing out the things that had happened to him, and having to wait for a reply, was nauseating, so he quickly pushed that thought aside.

You could get a penguin tattoo, he suggested instead. Like the children's books.

That's not a bad idea. I'll see if I can find a cool design.

A week later, James got a mirror selfie of Henry with a new tattoo, a penguin with a rainbow background on his shoulder. Henry could have easily shown off the tattoo by pulling up the sleeve of a t-shirt, but instead he was topless in the photo, showing much more than just the new tattoo. He had a variety of tattoos covering his arms, some blurry, some sharp, a binary code tattoo on the side of his chest, and pierced nipples. The piercings weren't really a surprise, considering how many visible piercings Henry had, but still. James hadn't noticed them before. He also hadn't seen the defined muscle of Henry's arms clearly on display here. Was Henry flexing in this picture? He had to be, right? Wait--was Henry showing off?

James's eyes went to Henry's face. In most of the pictures Henry sent, he was wearing a silly face or a huge grin, but in this one, he was looking at the screen with a slight pout on his lips. It was a pose James had mostly seen on dating apps. Was Henry--was James--were they flirting? Had they been flirting this entire time? James felt almost dizzy with the realization that, not only had he been flirting, he was falling for Henry. Hard. The way he spent his days waiting for a reply, thinking of what to say to keep the conversation going. The way he couldn't stop smiling while they were texting. The fact that the reason he had pushed himself to get out of the house and do stuff lately, was so he would have stories to tell Henry.

Fuck.

James only had a moment to be excited that Henry was flirting with him before reality started sinking in. He couldn't date Henry. Dating Henry would mean letting Henry get closer, which meant that Henry would find out what had happened to him. It would mean Henry looking at him with pity. One of the reasons he had liked talking to Henry in the beginning was that Henry didn't know anything, and James could pretend to be normal. Normal was good.

But … it wasn't really normal, was it? Henry knew something was up, even if he didn't know the details. He managed to treat James like nothing was wrong, but he knew. How different would it be, if he knew a bit more?

Thoughts of telling Henry, and how to tell Henry, swirled in James's mind. He wanted to tell him. He wanted Henry to know, so they could move past the small talk and get to know each other on a deeper level.

It was a terrifying idea. It was risky. But if it went well … it would be worth it.

He shouldn't do it over text, he decided. Maybe a call? They hadn't done phone calls yet. Maybe he should go to the library, or ask Henry if he wanted to meet somewhere else. This was probably a conversation they should be having face to face.

Looking good, he texted Henry, after letting him wait far too long.

Tomorrow, he decided. Tomorrow he would ask Henry to meet, and then they would talk. His toes curled with excitement, despite the nerves. He was going to do this!

next

[etahpots]

[darksideofparis]

Now that Dot & Bubble has come and gone, and left quite an impression in it's wake, what's your view on the episode and how would your OCs react to the episode's events?

I can promise that all of my OCs will HATE Lindy, lol, no worries about that.

It will be especially interesting for my historical OCs (Abby, Ava, Esme, Julia, and Lizzy) since they come from time periods that we think of as having rampant racism and where it wouldn’t be out of the ordinary for the OCs themselves to be racist - but they’re not. Each of them, before ever coming into contact with the Doctor, are kind and compassionate to everyone around them, regardless of skin color, religion, etc. So, to see these people in the far future behaving in such a way… It’s shocking and appalling, as it would seem to them such bigotry would be a thing of their time periods, something that went away as society progressed, but unfortunately that’s not the case.

It will probably hit even harder for Ava, who is part Latina and has her own experiences with racism.

For the rest of my OCs, expect a lot of shock, rage, and getting of revenge. Alex for one and Shareen may just go after a certain blonde with a baseball bat…

Lol, sorry for the rant, but as you can see, that episode pissed me off and it will be reflected in my writing!

[blorboresidue]

okay so, this is what i've gathered/remembered

ALL 100% CORRECT

[transgender-catboy]

I'm so happy I'm able to edit villagers homes, I was finally able to give Tom the garage he deserves

[queenofglassbeliever]

♫ + Sarina and Jacob ❤️

Somehow I knew you were going to ask me that. Lol :P

Little Did I Know by Julia Micheals

It's such beautiful song. With a message about finding a healthy love after dissappointment and broken trust. Told with literary metaphors and scholarly metaphors, I think it fits Sarina and Jake so well.

I have so many thoughts on this ship. How they are as a couple, and headcanons for Sarina. I'm so excited for you to meet her and see how she and Jacob interact. ❤️❤️

[acevid]

DRDT ROYAL AU

(Somewhat based off of the pirate's au, though it's not too terribly similar :D)

There are four kingdoms within the land, each based off of a different season. (I'll be making gacha designs for them eventually along with relationship charts ^_^)

Aelia Kingdom (Aelia means “sunlight” or “sunshine”, which is directly referencing summer in this context)

Royal Family : Markeys

Prince - > Ace Markey

Royal Personal Servant - > Nico Hakobyan

Head Maid - > Hu Jing

Knight - > Levi Fontana

Boreas Kingdom (Boreas means “north wind”, referencing winter.)

Royal Family : Chiems

Prince - > David Chiem

Knight - > Xander Matthews

Head Mage - > Veronika Grebenschikova

Kaede Kingdom (Kaede means “maple leaf”, a reference to autumn.)

Royal Family : Rosales

Princess - > Julia Rosales

Royal Advisor - > Arturo Giles

Servant - > Rose Lacroix

Pirate - > Arei Nageishi (Simply Being Held There)

Primavera Kingdom (Primavera means “spring”..and is obviously a reference to spring.)

Royal Family : Tobisas

Princess - > Eden Tobisa

Servant - > Teruko Tawaki

Royal Alchemist - > Charles Cuevas

Librarian - > Min Jeung

Traveling Jester - > Whit Young (Not a Permanent Stay!)

[gothicseverance]

Castles (…) hold generations’ worth of family history and dark secrets. Their massive size and labyrinthine structure, plus their usually remote location, make them perfect for plots involving isolation and confinement.

—The Gothic Library

[adelheidsideblog]

How about the Allies’ type appearance wise? I like knowing who I could pull 😈

You're so real for that anon. When I'm writing these sometimes I make my favorite nations be into my body type lol. I'm writing these more towards AFAB people but I would be willing to do it for AMAB people if requested

Alfred

Prefers cleavage but appreciates a nice ass too

Likes partners with a lot of freckles

Loves all body types and isn't picky about sizes, but likes to be able to throw his partners around a bit (although with his super strength he can do that for most body types)

Doesn't have a defined type but tends to go for taller partners. He's slept with most nations, actually, so that doesn't help. His types range from Kiku to Ivan to Arthur.

He had a crush on Marianne as a kid too, like Feli, and also Gilbert and Julia (same)

2. Matthew

Also is really into cleavage but prefers ass/thighs

Likes his partners to have long hair

Likes curvier/softer bodies

Really attracted to partners who are fashionable, high maintenance, wear heavy makeup etc.

His crushes are Yekaterina and Anya, and for masculine partners it would be Lars and Ludwig

3. Arthur

Likes partners that have more feminine traits

Has a thing for facial hair on men

Not necessarily his type but he tends to go for partners with longer hair that he can play with

More of a legs man, goes crazy for long legs in stockings and heels

Really likes partners with nice hands

4. Francis

Another one who doesn't have a defined type

Does gravitate to partners who have a bookish or vintage aesthetic, almost librarian types

Into shoulders in masc partners and waists/stomachs in femme partners

You know when girls wear tighter pencil skirts and their bellies have a bit of a pudge in the fupa area? He goes crazy for that

When he's looking for hookups he tends to go for taller/larger partners, both masc and femme

5. Ivan

Obsessed with cleavage, the bigger the better

Likes partners that are smaller/shorter than him (because he can throw them around a bit)

Is into feminine, almost frilly partners.

His type involved Marianne, Amelia, Feliciano, Alfred.

Also is into blondes

6. Yao

When asked about it, Yao says that he's too old to have a type. For the most part, this is true.

Likes partners who have cutesy, frilly styles. Lolita almost.

Is into partners with a dancer/swimmer build

Long hair is a plus for him

Is into legs and ass on a partner

[robinyourcreator]

so Aurrie has finally managed to snipe me into his current special interest bc of my extremely predictable taste in fictional women and i have spent the past two days in a text based adventure flirting with every woman i come across and being an incredibly messy bitch with the anxiety and bitey-ness of a very small and mistreated dog.

Verner Lang is the most librarian ass looking lesbian alive and very bad at the villain part of being a supervillain but VERY good at the homoerotic tension part of it.

She had a past fling with Julia and is now tentatively (very guiltily) friends with her again, and (EXTREMELY messily) dating her again, incognito, using her puppet body.

we r aiming for polycule with Julia and Argent bc Aurrie specifically sniped me with Argent but i havent played book 2 yet so we shall see how that goes

[beevean]

Okay, Julia, she's a poor girl, but why does Rinaldo sell things if he himself can't leave the Forest? Why does he need money?

Why does the Master Librarian, who is implied to be immortal, want money so much that he's willing to help the Prince opposing the Lord of the Castle?

Why does the Merchant trapped in Maxim's castle decide to not just set shop, but being such a dick about it that he needs specific conditions to appear? He has given up getting out of the castle, why does he bother playing these games?

Why isn't there one single shopkeeper in Camilla's castle, forcing me to grind for basic things like healing potions? Why are they all such cowards?

I think some shopkeepers are just jerkasses and are doing this for the thrill :P

(in all seriousness, even if Rinaldo can't leave the forest, he has to buy merch from someone, right? Weapons and potions don't appear out of thin air. Maybe he uses money to buy weapons from wandering people that he then resells, who knows)

[bigdreamsandwildthings]

Review: Funny Story (Emily Henry)

Rating: ★★★★★/5

“All those moments throughout the days, weeks, months that don’t get marked on calendars with hand-drawn stars or little stickers.

Those are the moments that make a life.

Not grand gestures, but mundane details that, over time, accumulate until you have a home, instead of a house.

The things that matter.

The things I can’t stop longing for.

There’s only one place that feeling exists for me, only one person with whom I belong.”

There is no feeling like finishing an Emily Henry book, because there are so many of them that hit me all at once every single time. I adore Daphne and Miles and I want to crawl inside this book and live in it.

It's a funny story, really, how Daphne and Peter met - and also, how they broke up, when Peter realized he had feelings for his best friend Petra just weeks before the wedding. Daphne is picking up the pieces, trying to find her place in life now that she's alone in it, and she moves in with Petra's ex, Miles. Stranded in Peter's town with no friends and no family, Daphne now just has to survive until her big work event passes, until she can leave...unless things change, and she finds a reason to stay.

I typically don't like the fake dating trope, but I feel like EH could write anything and I would adore it, and that was the case here. There isn't too much of the typical miscommunication involved; Daphne is pretty up front from the start, and I love how her and Miles' dynamic develops over the course of their fake relationship. It's fun, it's spicy, it's emotional, and it feels authentic in a way that fake dating often doesn't in other fiction.

I also just feel SO close to Daphne, for so many reasons. She's a librarian, she's a bit jaded (fair), she's passionate about her work but trying so hard to protect herself from being left. I saw myself in her and I wish she was my coworker so we could become best friends.

And Miles isn't typically my type in romance novels either, but boy, did he win me over. He's definitely Nick Miller-coded, this sweet golden retriever stoner who truly has a heart of gold.

I just love how EH writes these stories that take you on an emotional journey without ever hinting that you're going to cry until you're sobbing. In this case, the mother/child relationship that Miles has with his mom, and the father/daughter one that Daphne has with her dad, both just got me, and combined with this amazing cast of characters in town, with Ashleigh and Julia and everyone else being so wonderful and heartfelt - I was a goner from the start, even though I didn't know it.

Emily Henry is such a treat. I adore her, and I will read absolutely anything she publishes.

[auntarivia]

Alright, there it is.

I have no idea for a title tho.

It's been a while since I read 'The last Guardian', so forgive any inconsistency. Although I feel like the self-insert is the biggest inconsistency here lol.

Also English is not my first language so forgive me any errors as well.

Enjoy.

Echo of their steps and heavy breaths ran through the empty, wet corridors of Karazhan. Julia wasn't with them, but they didn't have time to wait or search for the Librarian, even though it was her plan. Whenever she was...

Scream of pain reached them from the top of the tower. Khadgar cursed under his breath. She was there already.

He burst through the door, with Garona and Lothar right behind him. All three froze in place when they saw the scene in front of them.

The ritual circle was ready, but neither Julia nor Medivh were in it. Instead, the Librarian was lying on the floor with her back naked and covered in blood. She was reaching desperately towards the circle and trying to crawl there, but she was unable to because of the Guardian.

Or whatever he just became, since Khadgar could swear that it wasn't his Master. His face was twisted into some weird demonic features, with a pair of horns growing from his head and eyes burning with green light. He was sitting above Julia, pressing her back with his knee and craving symbols in her back.

So this was that 'Sargeras' the Librarian warned them about.

Medivh, or Sargeras, or whatever it was, turned his gaze towards the intruders and growled like a beast. Librarian also looked up. Her eyes were bloody, tired, and dull. She let out a desperate sigh when she noticed them.

Guardian pushed her away, making her scream from pain once more, and threw himself towards Khadgar. The young mage dodged his attack and gave Garona free access to the demon. She struk him with her arm in the chest, making him lose his breath and take a few steps back. Then she jumped at him, angry like a feral cat, and pushed him to the ritualistic circle. They both fell on the ground and orc pinned Medivh to the floor.

"Khadgar!" yelled Julia with her sore, scared voice.

Garona rolled from the circle just right when Khadgar started the incantation. Medivh got up on his knees and tried to stand up when the circle lighted up with a soft green light. Librarian, despite the obvious pain that has been shaking her body, spread her blood on the edge of the symbol as her eyes started glowing in the same light as the circle.

Medivh let out an inhuman scream as the light started surrounding him and a green mist wrapped around his body. Then suddenly, the demonic attributes left his body and turned into a demonic torso, rising above him from his back.

"Now, Lothar!" Librarian's voice was desperate and full of pain. She knew that they had only once chance and it couldn't go to waste. Her drained face went even more pale when Lothar's sword swung millimetres above Medivh's head, right onto Sargeras' throat, and cut his head off clean. His body exploded with a wave of fel magic, throwing Lothar against the wall and sweeping Garona and Khadgar off their feet.

A silence has occurred as all five of them were laying down, drained by the fight and the ritual. Garona was the first one to manage to get on her feet, but she could only stand in place, confused and unsure who needed her help the most.

Finally, she decided to go towards Lothar, who was the closest to her. She helped him get up, but before any of them were able to say anything, a painful groan of the Librarian brought their attention. Exhausted, woman tried to crawl towards Medivh but was still too weak to manage to move. She gave the other two desperate look that they understood immidetly and went towards the Guardian. Lothar kneeled next to him while Garona walked further to Khadgar.

"He's breathing," said Lothar and looked at Julia. Woman managed to smile softly and then just closed her eyes, as if she finally allowed herself to faint.

***

She woke up feeling her chest burning from pain, and took a deep breath that caused only more agony. She opened her eyes slowly and looked around. She was in her room, the window was covered, and light was dimmed. Her chest was wrapped in a clean bandage, and on a nightstand was a glass of water. She reached towards it and took a few slow sips. Almost as if he was waiting behind the door, Morose walked inside, holding a platter with a bowl of soup.

"Ah, miss Julia, you are awake. I'm glad, " he said in his unnaturally calm voice.

"Morose! Where are they?!" Librarian didn't wait any second to ask what she was worried about.

"Miss Garona and sir Anduin Lothar had to head out almost immidetly after your accident..."

"Good, we can't lose them. But Medivh? And Khadgar?"

Morose hesitated.

"They both are... alive and conscious, but I can't say they got without a scratch. They are now resting and..."

Julia didn't wait for him to finish. She rushed out of the bed and, forcing herself to ignore the agonising pain, threw herself towards the door and corridor.

"Miss, you are almost naked!" yelled Morose after her, although he didn't seem to be really bothered. He knew too well that trifles like that wouldn't stop her.

Julia ran up the stars, jumping over a few steps at the time. She barged into the Medivh's chambers without a warning.

Both Medivh and Khadgar were in Guardian's main room. Medivh was sitting on the couch while Khadgar was standing in front of a mirror with a bowl of water standing next to him. Both men turned towards Julia almost immediately. The

Librarian first looked at Medivh, and after deciding that he was in an acceptable state, turned her gaze towards Khadgar, which caused her to gasp softly. She rushed towards him and then carefully reached her hand towards his face. The grey hair, wrinkles... she tried so hard to avoid this, and yet Khadgar still suffered the same fate of losing his youth.

"Oh, Khadgar..." she sighed sadly. "I'm so sorry."

"Come on, I know I shaved for the first time, but it can't be that bad," mage responded with a chuckle. His old voice broke Julia's heart. At least he still had his sense of humour. And his eyes... they still had that young spark.

"Hey, it's fine, really." Khadgar tried to comfort the Librarian. "At least I look smarter now. I just have to get used to having back pain after taking too many steps."

He finally managed to make the woman smile.

"Well, if this comforts you in any way, I think that you are a real silver fox now." She winked at him.

Khadgar laughed nervously and looked away with his cheeks getting bright red. He still was that innocent boy, after all.

"I'm glad that you both are in a mood for jokes," Medivh's cold voice brought their attention, "But it's not time for this."

Julia carefully studied Medivh's face. He looked... acceptable. His face had few wounds from where the demonic scales appeared before, he was also more pale than usual, and his eyes were sad and angry, but other than that, he looked alright.

"How do you feel?" she asked softly, taking a few steps towards him.

"Show me your back," Medivh ignored her question and stood up.

The Librarian hesitated. She was concerned about her friend and his well-being. After all, everything they did was for him, so she preferred to make sure he was fine first, but arguing with Medivh wouldn't work anyway. She sighed and turned her back towards the mage. Guardian started unwrapping her bandages, which caused Khadgar to blush furiously and look away.

"Don't be a prude, Khadgar. I need your help now," Medivh rebuked his apprentice and waved at him to join him.

Khadgar stood behind Julia, and both with Medivh looked at her naked back. The Librarian looked at the mirror to see their faces, which caused her to widen her eyes and tensing muscles from stress. Both men looked concerned, Khadgar even afraid.

"What is it? Is the wound not healing?" she asked in a worried voice.

"It's not that." Medivh shook his head. Then he pat Khadgar's arm and pointed at the woman's back. The apprentice understood immidetly as he rushed for a piece of paper and coal. While he was sketching, Medivh gently ran his hand through Julia's back.

"Do you remember if... I said anything during doing this?"

"It wasn't you, Med. It was Sargeras. Don't blame..."

"Answer my question," Medivh cut her and met her eyes in the mirror.

"You were just mocking me," Julia replied, resigned. "Calling me stupid and weak. Saying that I would be just as easy tool as you."

Khadgar and Medivh exchanged looks, which caused the Librarian to worry only more.

"What is it?"

Neither of them replied. Khadgar only gave her the piece of paper on which he was drawing her wound. The woman looked at the sketch and frowned. It wasn't a normal scar. It was some kind of a demonic symbol, like a summoning circle.

"Do you feel something inside of you? Some other presence?"

Julia quickly shook her head and turned towards Medivh. They eyes met as both of them were just as worried and confused about what was it. Khadgar finally broke and wrapped his coat around Librarian's body.

"I'm sorry, I can't..." he mumbled nervously, but neither of his friends paid attention to him.

"You... you aren't pregnant, right?" Medivh asked nervously, just as if it was the worst possibility, and then let go his breath when the Librarian shook her head again.

"Then, what does it mean?" Khadgar managed to get himself together enough to ask a question.

"I have no idea." Guardian looked away and bit his lip, as if his next words were about to be the hardest thing to say. "But I don't think you should stay in Karazhan, my lady..."

"Med, don't blame yourself." Julia grabbed his wrist. "You weren't in control, it was Sargeras, you..."

"It's not about blame, it's about your safety! You could still be in danger, we don't know what those runes do!"

"That's why I should stay in the place with answers!"

"That's why I'M gonna look for the answers, and YOU are gonna stay away!"

"What?! No-"

"Please, stop arguing!" Khadgar's desperate voice broke in between their yelling. "Master, Miss Librarian is right. It's not your fault, but now we both should help her."

For a moment, there was a cold silence. Medivh sat down and glued his eyes to the floor.

"It's my fault. Everything that happened is my fault. I hurt you, both of you. You are not safe with me."

"Bullshit." Julia joined him on the couch and put her hand on his arm. "I knew the risk, and I was ready to take it. You know what I know, that was my choice. You are alive and clean from Sargeras, and only that matters."

"I still don't understand." Khadgar also sat down. "It was your plan, Miss Librarian. Why didn't you wait for us?"

Julia looked up into Khadgar's young blue eyes, contrasting so much with his wrinkled face and grey hair. She wanted to avoid it so much...

"I thought I could do this on my own. I wanted to save you, I was afraid that you would get hurt. And you were..." She once again looked away, ashamed.

"Hey, you said it yourself. I'm a silver fox now." Khadgar chuckled and elbowed her gently. "We are all alive and only that matters."

"I still think you should leave. Both. For your own good." Medivh kept being in his depressive mood, unable to look up. His feeling of guilt was clearly visible for his friends.

Julia pulled him closer to her and hugged tightly.

"Shut up. We are staying with you, " she declared. Then she felt Khadgar's arm wrapping around her as he decided to join the hug.

"Yeah, Master. Respectfully - shut the fuck up. We are staying."