#love that little wizar!!!

[syn4k]

bingo for waglington. bingo that wizard

wizar!!!!!!

[redrobin-detective]

Simon and Marcy's relationship through the years

So I finally watched the Stakes miniseries in Adventure Time and I think like I finally understand Marceline and her motivations better, especially regarding Simon.

So seeing the stuff with Marcy's mom from Stakes I think it's pretty clear why she sent Marcy away in the first place.

She didn't want Marcy to see her die. It could be any general post-apocalyptic illness I suppose but with a mutagenic bomb I'm gonna assume it's some sort of radiation poisoning. Marcy is little here, between 5-7 so I don't think she processed why her Mom 'abandoned' her, only the hurt left behind. We see she hadn't really accepted/understood until Distant Land's Obsidian.

So that fear of abandonment translates over to Simon who, also, is forced to leave 'for her safety'. So, objectively, it's about the crown, how he's slowly losing himself and could potentially hurt her. I had asked, right from the start of my AT watch 'why does he keep putting the crown on?' We see in Simon & Marcy, its as a deterrent against the dangers of a post-war world. But Marcy was important to him, surely he could find some other way, I mean look at this

This is not a man eager to leave behind the child in his care. So why did he?

And after watching Marcy's mom succumb to radiation poisoning it hit me. Simon left Marcy for the same reason her mom did: to spare her the pain of watching a parent die. Here are the lyrics from I Remember You

"This magic keeps me alive / but it's making me crazy"

The crown was keeping him alive through the apocalypse, if it wasn't poisoning from the bomb it might have been something else. Marcy, being half demon, was protected but Simon was totally human without the crown's protection. Simon realized he had no choice but to leave her: by dying as a human like her mother or lost to madness of the crown. So he left, to ensure she didn't have to see either one. It was probably the hardest decision he ever made and he felt guilty enough to write Marcy a note. He wrote it on the back of a picture of Marcy so she'd see it but she didn't get to read it until almost a millennia later. But for a thousand years, Marcy harbored resentment towards Simon and later Ice King.

Marcy stated she originally became a vampire hunter to protect the remaining humans, thinking it was an extension of protecting her one time protector. She grieved his loss in her life greatly which turned into bitterness and frustration. Marceline was seemingly abandoned by two close parental figures in her early childhood which -coupled with vampirism and living unchanging for centuries- turned her into apathetic, isolated punk rocker we meet at the start of the series.

We don't know when Marcy and Ice King formally met but we know they didn't have much interaction in the main Adventure Time series until I Remember You. If I were to guess, Marcy probably tried to get through to Simon briefly before giving up and then avoiding him. She probably assumed he left her for the power of the crown, her own hurt clouding the memories of Simon's actions and his words to her.

We know Simon reached out to her multiple times, tracking her down and spending time with her without really knowing why. Marcy, it seemed, did her level best to just avoid him. Until she finds the note Simon left for her.

It doesn't explain everything but it's enough for Marcy to understand the important bits: that Simon did not leave her willingly, that he loved her and seeking forgiveness for his future actions as the Ice King. After this episode, we see Marcy hanging out with Ice King of her own volition and, to the best of my knowledge, she only refers to him as "Simon" from now on.

It's a big step for her, who has clung to this hurt and anger for a long, long time. To look at a man who doesn't remember her and open her heart just a crack to let him through again. I think the note from the past plus the singing in the present gave Marcy a way to bridge this crazy wizard to her old friend. One of my favorite details in the song is we hear Tom Kenny's distinctive dopey Ice King voice throughout it until we get to the last few harmonizing Da Da's. Maybe it's my imagination but the last few tones on his end are softer, more human, closer to the Simon of memory.

Its a reminder to Marcy and to us that Simon was still there.

TLDR: Marcy's mom sent her away so her daughter wouldn't watch her die and Simon chose to do the same since he would have died without the crown. Marcy hung onto this grief for years shaping it into her early AT self. I Remember You gave Marcy closure on assuring Simon's affections for her and why he left. It was also when she finally saw him for the first time in Ice King and began to allow him back into her life which led to him being freed. These two make me so emotional.

[questionableratatouille00]

𝖮𝗇 𝖲𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖲𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗒 𝖣𝖺𝗒 (𝖶𝖾’𝗅𝗅 𝖬𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝖠𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x GN!Reader

Summary: In another reality, perhaps you and Bucky had a chance.

Warnings: Fluff ending in angst, major character death, non-happy endings, talks of death. Mentions of murder.

A/n: Highway to Hell is still being worked on, but the updates might be less frequent as I get ready for whumptober. (I intend to do all 31 days of the ai-less whumptober. All x-readers, with all the Avengers I have the motivation to write for. Mainly Bucky lmao.) I was inspired to write this, so here we are! Enjoy!

---------------------------------------------

“Do you think,” you paused, gathering your thoughts, “in another life, it could’ve been different?”

“Different?” Bucky questioned, looking at you. It had been a fun day of helping fix Sam’s family boat. After the blip, or really, after Steve left, Bucky wasn’t ever really the same. It was good seeing him smile and joke and laugh like he did today. The two of you now stand together at the water's edge, watching the sun set.

Your love story, if you could even call it that, only really started after the battle at the German airport. Whenever Steve would go to Wakanda to see Bucky, you’d go with.

“For backup,” you’d reasoned. You were lucky that nobody ever questioned why he’d need back up to go to Wakanda, one of the safest places in the world. Still, Steve had let you tag along.

You and Bucky had bonded quickly. You were an easily trustable person, and you never asked inappropriate questions. When Bucky needed silence, just to process his thoughts, you didn’t try (and fail) to read his mind, like Steve did. When Bucky craved human interaction but was too scared to ask for it, you’d always be there, willing to try and explain to him that they did, in fact, make three The Hobbit movies. You’d waited a little while longer to tell him about the Lord of the Rings.

His steel blue eyes brought you back from your thoughts. “Different.” You repeated. “None of this…world-ending bullshit. Like…you know how the wizar—sorcerer guy just told us all that the multiverse was real?” You recalled the day. You also remembered Bucky complaining about Sam calling Strange a wizard.

“Yeah?” Bucky nodded, remembering it too.

“Do you think..in another life, we’re eating spaghetti together? And the biggest worry on our minds as we do so is who’s going to do the dishes?”

Bucky thinks about it for a minute. He’s making that one face he makes whenever he’s annoyed. You know him well enough to know that he’s not annoyed, but he’s considering what you’ve just said.

“Maybe.” He murmurs after a moment.

“We could be folding laundry right now. Or brushing our teeth together.”

“You want us to brush each other's teeth?” He questions, confused. He considers the idea, you can basically see the gears turning in his head.

“No—I mean—whatever.” You kick a pebble into the water, before you feel him press his right shoulder into your left one.

“I’m kidding.” He smiles softly. “I mean, I’m all for brushing your teeth if that’s what this day and age’s romance customs include.” He teases further.

“You know, you’re technically old enough to be my great grandpa." You mumble out, keeping your eyes focused on the setting sun.

"Are you kidding me?" It's like you can hear his eyes roll just from his voice.

You begin to laugh a little. "106 year old man. You weren't married or anything, right? No grandkids running around? Damn, that would be awkward. Imagine calling someone who's the same age as you 'grandma'."

Bucky grumbled something, and you tapped his shoulder with yours. "I love you. Even if in a couple years people will think I broke you out of the nursing home."

"I still age at a normal rate." Maybe even slower, you added in your mind. "I love you too." He slips his hand into yours.

"Maybe it's super sunny that day. In the other reality. And we're having a picnic."

"I'd love to have a picnic with you. We can do that in this reality, too, y'know." He reminded you.

"We've really got all the time in the world." You lean against him as he puts his arm over your shoulders.

"We do." He agrees.

---------------

Your eyes flutter open in the same familiar sequence. Every night, it's like you dream the same dream. And yet, every morning, it's the same nightmare.

You pull yourself out of bed, no matter how much you don't want to. The hallways of your apartment are cold, lonely now. The lights are almost always off. It's easier to not notice the pictures on the wall like this.

You pour a cup of coffee, sitting alone on your couch. Flicking on the TV, the first channel that pops up is the news.

"It's the official one year anniversary of the death of James Barnes, the former Winter Soldier. On December 20th, 2024, Mr. Barnes was found murdered in his Brooklyn apartment--" The man on the television screen begins. You immediately shut the damn thing off, sitting in silence for what seems like hours.

Nobody even knew what had happened. That was the worst part. The attacker was there, and then they were gone. Just like Bucky. He was there. Alive, breathing. Safe.

Then he was gone.

And with him, your heart was gone, too.

So much for that picnic.

[finedinereception]

the married wizards au has been rotating in my head the past few days…what their first meeting like as Ice King and Magic Princess…does MQ bring home gifts and souvenirs for her 53 penguin children, does any random ever go into a dungeon or a tomb and just find a Archeologist witch carrying a penguin in bjorn…..what do the Wizards in Wizard City think of Magic Queen calling herself Magic Queen, does that imply she’s their ruler??? Man, thank you for coming up with this idea. It’s so good.

aw thank you for the kind words! 💕 these are some fun questions!

their first meeting

magic princess preferred to travel on foot, or at least fly. she could just teleport herself places, but that takes the fun out of exploration for her, and its easy to miss things when youre just zapping around, yknow? that does mean she needs to make rest stops, though, and one of those stops brings her to the ice kingdom one day. shes surprised to find out a cave she was planning to rest in was already a home (albeit a terribly furnished one) occupied by the ice king

ice king, of course, is excited. a princess has just strolled into his home, and shes not immediately leaving! shes staying overnight! time to put the moves on. magic princess is a little more wary, at first. its been about 50 years since simon parted ways with betty and marcy, and his isolation has already affected him, though he has yet to develop his violent temper. he just comes off as very… sullen. he swings between being weepy and being happy and excited like nothing happens.

but this is a fine place to stay. magic princess wont be bothered much, and she can just magic up a bed for herself that isnt a solid chunk of ice. she ends up staying longer than planned, and they get to know each other better. ice king just falls more and more in love- mp is actually polite to him. shes smart and witty and funny, and she has a way of explaining things that makes them easier to understand. she figures out where hes at and accomodates him. sure, she could just be trying to be a polite guest, but… its hard not to fall in love with a woman this perfect. not to mention shes beautiful.

magic princess isnt sure why she sticks around so long. she doesnt need this long to rest up, but she feels safe here. sure, the ice king is moody, but hes never mean, and as she gets to see his good moods more, she finds out hes actually a pretty sweet and funny guy, and very creative and enthusiastic. unlike other wizards, hes actually interested in her pre-war research, and he helps her sort through her notes, even if he doesnt really “get” them.

theyre a match made in heaven, and so a few years later they make things official, and magic princess crowns herself as queen of the ice kingdom.

gifts for the penguins/dungeon diving

absolutely. she cant understand them the way ice king can, but he translates for her. she could just magic up whatever they want, but its supposed to be the thought that counts for a gift, so even if its something silly like a smooth rock or whatever, she’ll go out of her way to pick things up for the penguins. gunther asks for the most complex things. hes got a hell of a snow globe and post card collection by this point.

shes brought gunther dungeon diving once, indeed in a carrier. he didnt really enjoy himself thought, so she didnt bring him again, and the other penguins arent really interested. but yes, if a tomb or dungeon hasnt been explored much, chances are youll go inside and find magic queen in there, surrounded by the torched remains of guards and monsters and writing info in her big, messy notepad.

relationship with wizard city

its super mixed. at first, they hated her. like, whos this out of the blue nobody calling herself a magic princess? WAIT, SHES CALLING HERSELF A QUEEN NOW?

by year 100 of betty taking the queen name, though, theyve basically learned to live with it. she doesnt have actual political authority in wizard city, but shes accepted as one of the most powerful wizards to exist in a LONG time, doubled by not just her raw power but her sheer competency with it, and its versatility.

its begrudging, but they respect her strength. they think shes wasting a lot of her time though, both with her pre-war research and her relationship with a goofy guy like ice king. they definitely kiss up and show respect to her face, but they grumble and complain behind her back.

[chocos-universe]

may request a lee!scm and ler!wizard from the plushie vid pls? i feel like the wizard using magic could be interesting/not forcing

love ur work btw

Aww! Thank youuu! Here's ur fic!:3

Accidental Spell

___________________________________________

--The Wizard did one of his stupid spells... yet, it didn't go as planned--

___________________________________________

|Lee - Suction Cup Man -- Ler - Wizard|

___________________________________________

FT - Penny and Gina

___________________________________________

Suction Cup Man was BORED today! He was quite literally inside of his pile of suction cups. He didn't get to do anything since Guy Business wasn't really at work this past couple of weeks due to a vacation, so climbing his tower was boring. When he was chilling in his pool of suction cups, he heard his phone go off. Gina bought him one yesterday. He struggled but managed to tumble out to his little table as he picked up his phone from it and opened the text Gina sent

'Dude! Did you not hear at all?'

'Here wat, G?:/'

Ginny💕✨️ is typing...

'Me and Penny found this weird article about some abandoned tower, we noticed something you may like!!'

'O did u now? Tell Penny i said hi:)'

Ginny💕✨️ is typing....

'She says hello. And yeah! Look at the image I sent.'

Suction Cup Man sighed and opened the image Gina sent. A news thing? Really, Gina? Oh well...

'"Reports find an abandoned tower deep hidden in CreamPie-Mation forest. They say at the top there are Omega Suction Cups, and whoever gets ahold of them holds magical sucking power!"'

Suction Cup Man blinked, and his eyes lightened. Suction cups are finally getting the recognition they deserve?

'R you beeing fr??'

Ginny💕✨️ is typing...

'Yeah, bud! You were bored all day, and I happened to find it!'

'Woh... wel! Cya wen I get bak!'

Suction Cup Man then turned off his phone and threw it on the table. He grabbed his suction cups, his helmet, and his parachute. He was ready for action!

Suction Cup Man climbed the tower to the top, struggling with birds, but he managed. "God... I should've packed a lunch." He muttered as he made it to a glass window. His eyes widened as he gasped in amazement. There it was. The odd looking bowser Omega Suction Cups. Weird... but cool! "There they are..." he managed to sigh out as he looked around for an opening. "Quietly now..." he opened the window, opening it slowly. Apparently, glass is fragile, and when it hit something, it shattered everywhere. "...Why do shows do this to me--"

"SSSTOP RIGHT THERE, MORTAL SWINE!"

A voice echoed from the tower.

"For these magical suction cups are miiiiineeeee!!!" Some weird dude slipped in, his eyes pure white as his hands balled into fists, doing weird gestures and a pose.

"What the fuck--...." Suction Cup Man raised a brow "Wait-- is that cosplay, or are you like... a REAL wizard?"

"A FOOLISH suggestion..."

"You fuckin--"

"Does THIS answer your question?!" The dude pulled out a lil magic wand and pointed it at him, the cap falling off as flowers popped out from it

Was this guy high or... that weird? "Wuh-- no!"

"It matters not how I'm perceived... you seek the Omega Suction Cups! But must leave..."

"Untold sucking power lies behind that glass..." There was a short pause. "I'm taking them, you stupid ass!!"

The Wizard pauses for a moment, his hands behind his back. "Fuck you." He said in a normal tone, his pupils showing. "Fuck you-- that's not a rhyme! I KNEW you were a fake!!" Suction Cup Man pointed a finger at the man accusingly. "Calm yourself, fool! You don't know what's at stake!!" The Wizard warned, doing weird ass gestures again. There was a short pause. "That's it, I'm comin' in." Suction Cup Man said as he took the first two steps in before being caught in a pink trap like thing. The Wizards eyes turned back to pure white.

"Violent dumbass, heart so rotten. Become soft with a heart of cotton. A twisted soul who yelled and swore.. cause a ruckus nevermore!"

The orb power ball thing in the Wizards hands exploded as a white light was seen outside of the windows for a moment. A smoke was in the room, but it cleared quite quickly. "That ought to calm your inner fire. Now you may start a life where you--" He was cut off by a squeal of a laughing fit. "Inspire...? I-- ohh... shit..." floating pink hands and feathers were absolutely destroying the asshole in front of him. "WH--WHAHAHAHAHAHAT DID YOU DOOHOHOHOHOHO?! *snort* SHIHIHIHIHIT!!" Suction Cup Man collapsed to the ground, pounding his fist on the floor. His sides, underarms, knees, neck, stomach, you name it, it was being violated. (Besides his feet since shoes). "Don't be mad..." The Wizard said in a hesitant voice. "DOHOHOHOHON'T BE MAHAHAD?!" Suction Cup Man squeaked as his face flushed. This was no good impression for the both of them. "WHAT-- WHAHAHAHAT THE FUCK IS THIHIHIHIHIHIS?!" his legs/feet kicked, trying to squirm out of it but to no use. "I-I just... wow... I fucked this up." "YOU THIHIHIHIHIHIHINK?!" "I'm usually better, I swear!" "DAHAHAHAHAHAHAMN IT!! F-FUHUHUHUCKING UNDO THIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIS DUMBLEDIHIHIHIHIHICK!! *hic*" "IIIII'll get on that..." Wizard slid to his book, picking it up, and flipping through pages. "C-CAHAHAHAHAHAN'T YOU GO ANY FAHAHAHAHAHAHASTER?!" "Patience, child!" The Wizard huffed, scanning through pages "...More feathers if you're under the weather?--" The Wizard accidentally casted a spell as more feathers appeared. "SHIHIHIHIHIT-- H-HEHEHEHEHEHEY!! WHAHAHAHAT GIHIHIHIHIHIHIVES?!" "I didn't mean that--!" Wizard stumbled, his eyes now darting around his book. "BUHUHUHUHUHULLSHIT!! MAKE IT STOP-- MAHAHAKE IT STOHOHOP!!" "Working on it!" Wizard repeated, flipping through pages again. Curse it all! "I don't think I can find one..." "WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT?!" "I don't know! I can't find one! Maybe it'll stop in time..." "THAHAHAHAHAHAT ISN'T COHOHOHOHOHOHOMFORTING!!" Suction Cup Man had tears in the corner of his eyes... "Not my fault you're ticklish as hell..." Wizard mumbled, crossing his arms. "HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEY!" "What?! It's true! Look at you!" "SHUHUHUHUHUHUT *hic* UHUHUHUHUHUP!! NOOOOHOHOHOHOHOOO *squeak*" "I'm not even doing anything, and you're blushing like a maniac..." Suction Cup Man's face turned even more red "STOHOHOHOHOHOHOP--" "What did I do?!" "SPEHEHEHEHEHEAK!!" "But you just--" "NOHOHOHOT-- *squeal* WHAT I MEHEHEHEHEHEHEANT!! AAHAHAHA!" Wizard raised an eyebrow in confusion. What did he do? Well... he casted a spell, yeah, but that was it! "Then what DID you mean?!" "NAHAHA!!" "Excuse me...?" tears just streamed down Suction Cup Man's cheeks, him burying his face in his arm "?-"

2 minutes and 18 seconds later

The hands and feathers finally disappeared, letting Suction Cup Man curl up and breathe. "Ah! Finally... it's over!" Wizard had a proud smile on his face. "Shihit... y-yeheah... n-n--nehever... ugh... NEVER again." Suction Cup Man caught his breath as he shakily got up, dusting himself off now fixing his helmet. He cleared his throat. "Yeah! That's fucking right! I'm fine! Now gimme the Omega Suction Cups!" Suction Cup Man demanded, putting his hand on his hip. "Wuh... no! Are you stupid?" "NO! I'm Suction Cup Man!!" There was a pause. "Not today." Was the final thing he heard Wizard say before he got teleported away

Gina and her cousin, Penny, was in her (Gina's) apartment, talking. That's when Suction Cup Man appeared out of nowhere and fell on Gina's bed. "...The fuck? You good?" Gina asked as she sat next to her best friend. "Was your... adventure eventful?" Penny asked with a slight smile.

"...You have no idea..."

❤️End🖤

[marvus-xoloto]

Video game / original story idea I've had forever, but may not be anything.

Open world concept: I'm imagining small scale earth, kind of like pikmin? But basically it follows the story of a mouse warrior, a frog rogue, and a bat wizard. Their equipment is all discarded trash: soda can tab chainmail, quilting scrap wizars robe, etc. They all have their own little stories (the bat is in love with an eldritch being, which is just a whale who's song she can hear that is so like and unlike echolocation; the frog is a poison dart frog that accidentally kills everyone she loves; the mouse... Idk yet lol). You get to change povs throughout the game and they all meet about midway through.

[thematteblackstudio]

Friends! The next #LUCIDARTCONTEST posts are what Ive been considering the "Finalists". Thanks again to ALL who came out and participated. I cant thank you enough. Today I present the finalist @goonsngoblins ! Im a huge fan of his work and take on LUCID characters. Enjoy some questions he graciously answered. To see his FULL INTERVIEW please checkout the LUCID DISCORD! (https://discord.com/invite/PQYTsAZQZu) He really has some great stories and words to live by. Q: What is an unlikely source of inspiration you pull from? A. I pull inspiration from all forms of art. From children’s book illustration, abstract sculpture, needle felting, fashion, logo design, all mixed in with comic artists and creepy stuff. I find inspiration for story ideas in architecture, and a lot of visual inspiration in optical illusions. Moire patterns have a big impact in the way I do crosshatching. Q: What's the reason you decided to join the contest? What made you decide to start WIZARD WEEK!? A. What drew me to the Art Contest was the character design. Oenn’s design is so beautifully simple and effective, I knew he would be fun to tackle in my own style. Im currently wrapping up work on eJUNKY, a graphic novel that has been my sole focus for the past 3 years. Wizar Week was a challenge to myself to flex my creative muscles again and design a new character every day. Q: What was the artwork that you made you go ‘huh, I think I wanna do this for life’“? A. In 1st Grade I made a comic book series called “Super Weiner Dog”. I would rent them out for a quarter at recess, and I still remember the feeling of hearing kids excitedly ask when the next one was coming out. That was the first time it really clicked. Q: What advice would you give to creatives out there? A. Not to worry about “finding your style”. Draw what you love in the way thats most fun for you, and pay attention to what you like about artists you admire. Style will emerge over time as the amalgamation of all the little things youve learned from the art you surround yourself with. Q: Top 5 games? A. Risk of Rain, Dead Cells, Grim Dawn, Deep Rock Galactic, Ori & the Blind Forest

[sakuravulpes]

I've started trying some PS editing. I hope you guys like it! I'm very excited andi'm looking forward to improve my art skills!

✎ ( sponsor ღ Ayashi ) ՞₊˚๑ · · • • • ✤ • • • · ·

★⸝⸝ [^.^Ayashi^.^] Michaella hair-Exclusive @ᴍᴀɪɴsᴛᴏʀᴇ

ღ I love the new beautiful Michaella hair by Ayashi. This braided style looks so delicate and romantic! With six hair variations and matching headdress and earrings for the exclusive pack, you can't miss this charming release. Comes with color huds in 3 different packs.

✤ ᴍᴀɪɴsᴛᴏʀᴇ ✤ ғʟɪᴄᴋʀ

✎ ( sponsor ღ ERSCH ) ՞₊˚๑ · · • • • ✤ • • • · ·

★⸝⸝ :[P&E]:- Mindien @ᴘᴇᴛʀɪᴄʜᴏʀ ᴍᴀɪɴsᴛᴏʀᴇ

ღ Mindien is one of the newest gorgeous collaboration between Petrichor and Ersch and it's wonderful! The bodysuit comes with corset and sleeves all linked in one piece. The hud for the fatpack is incredible, with tons of colors to mix and match. It's rigged for Bell Classic, Bell Curvy, Legacy, Bombshell, LaraX, LaraX Petite, Reborn, Mounds and Waifu.

✤ ᴍᴀɪɴsᴛᴏʀᴇ ✤ @ᴘᴇᴛʀɪᴄʜᴏʀ ᴍᴀɪɴsᴛᴏʀᴇ ✤ ғʟɪᴄᴋʀ

✎ ( sponsor ღ UNA ) ՞₊˚๑ · · • • • ✤ • • • · ·

★⸝⸝ UNA. Laurie Wizaring Belt

ღ Laurie Wizaring is the perfect accessory to complete your fantasy outfit! Spine and leg belt included for LaraX, Legacy and Reborn, with color hud for the lace, it's magical!

✤ ᴍᴀɪɴsᴛᴏʀᴇ ✤ ғʟɪᴄᴋʀ

✎ ( sponsor ღ Tardfish ) ՞₊˚๑ · · • • • ✤ • • • · ·

★⸝⸝ .Tardfish. Birdy Tug Hair @ᴍᴀɪɴsᴛᴏʀᴇ

ღ If you like animated companions you will adore Birdy Tug Hair! Including bangs with two cute birds, this animesh item comes with a perfect tugging animation. Comes in 8 different colors for the birds and 16 colors for the hair.

✤ ᴍᴀɪɴsᴛᴏʀᴇ ✤ ғʟɪᴄᴋʀ

Ahri ღ

✎ ( outfit ) ՞₊˚๑ · · • • • ✤ • • • · ·

★⸝⸝ :[P&E]:- Kerebus Boots

✎ ( extras ) ՞₊˚๑ · · • • • ✤ • • • · ·

★⸝⸝ GOREGLAM 'Nabi' Eyeshadow LEL EVO ★⸝⸝ GOREGLAM 'Sonatine' Balm EVO X ★⸝⸝ {S0NG} Kit Eyes - FP ★⸝⸝ LeLUTKA Prim Head 3.1 ★⸝⸝ eBODY - REBORN

✎ ( pose ) ՞₊˚๑ · · • • • ✤ • • • · ·

★⸝⸝ Mewsery - Little Bird [Bento] Pose4A

[lt-north]

Part 2/2 and it’s finally done :]

YEAHHHLONELY WIZARD YEAHHHHHH BEAT HIS ASS YEAHH YOU TELL EM YOU TELL EM ALL

[fimflamfilosophy]

“Is DnD Still Popular?”

To some of you giant nerds, the question, “Is DnD still popular,” is probably one of the stranger things you’ll read today, but within a specific context it makes a lot of sense. Speaking of, the show “Stranger Things” presented a popular, physical look at what DnD beasties might feel like, even if it didn’t present an honest view of what DnD games really play like. Along with more online media referencing the game and sites like Roll20 making it easier to join a group, it makes sense. Is this a temporary boom or has the roleplaying community seen a lot of permanent additions to its nerdy hobby?

I wouldn’t have numbers to say, myself, but for what it’s worth, roleplaying is always a very personal experience. And for a few of us, the question isn’t, “Are people still playing DnD?” Of course they are - it’s all anyone plays! The question is, “Can you get anyone to play anything else?”

What Is DnD?

For some people, Dungeons & Dragons has become so intertwined with the concept of roleplaying that people think DnD and roleplaying are synonymous. If you roleplay, you play DnD. Originally, this had a kernel of truth. There are articles about the history of the system, and during its inception the game had a hard time taking off. Fundamentally it was asking people to play make-believe, but with a system of mathematical rules and designs. We know now that this type of thing is like catnip to massive dork-faced neckbeards, but at the time it wasn’t expected to have much appeal.

Eventually it did get off the ground, and it became the standard for the entire concept of a roleplaying game. And as with all “firsts to the market”, there have been many competitors and copycats, but it’s difficult to pry the audience away when you need everyone to use the same system. In economics they call this “network utility value” - that is, a fax machine is useless if only one person owns one. You can only send faxes to other people with fax machines, so if another company tries to invent their own offshoot of the fax machine, they’ll never get anyone to adopt it because everyone is already using the existing fax machine network. Everybody knows DnD, which means that if you go to a convention or look for games online, you know you’re going to find more players for that system than any other.

Why Does DnD Continue to Work?

In early editions of DnD, there were a lot more rules, and as a result more freedom to design your characters. When I first started roleplaying, it was during the 3rd edition of the system, where you could still allocate skill points to become better or worse at specific skills like lying, climbing, forgery, or crafting. This meant that with good planning, you could play a sub-optimal wizard and make up for it somewhat by investing a lot in your “persuasion” skills to rely on talk more than magic.

But being the system that everyone has to learn isn’t enough to stay on top forever. Other systems like GURPS have taken hold by now, and some types of popular nerd media have introduced their own completely unique systems designed to simulate their specific media universes. The owners of DnD had two choices: either make the game more open and try to eat the lunch of other companies, or make all of DnD easier to play in general to capture a broader audience.

So they released 4th edition! We don’t talk about 4th edition. And then they quickly released 5th edition (and a few mumbled apologies), which streamlined a lot of things about the game to the extent I’m not sure why they even let you control your character stats at all now. Skills became baked in with your level, and most of the game is about choosing abilities when you level up. It’s become very similar to playing an MMO, and I believe that’s the point.

One of the big things you always see in a complicated roleplaying system is players spending hours putting together a character. For your experienced player, this is a labor of love. You really care about the small details and want to make sure you get it right, or you’re a Win-At-All-Costs type who wants to make sure you’re rolling the biggest numbers. Either way you’re familiar and know what you’re doing, but it presents a hurdle to new players, and that hurdle has been largely done away with in 5th edition.

No matter how old you are, how experienced you are, how creative you are (or aren’t), or how much you know about any aspect of the game, you can play 5e DnD. I think you could play as young as seven years old and have minimal problems, because all you have to do is choose a job and virtually everything else is filled in for you, as if by a program, as if a video game. An experienced player can help a new one whip up a character within fifteen minutes, and that new guy will be rolling dice at the dragon about as well as everyone else.

DnD is the Worst System

But DnD’s accessibility is also its greatest downfall. Because everything is sort of programmed out, you find a lot of players eventually growing bored with the same-old, and they try to find ways to inject new life into the system. They invent new races, new classes, new abilities, and so on - they call this “homebrew”. yet many people are bad at creating balance and fairness for something they personally intend to play, and DnD recognizes this problem. It has a lot of supplemental books telling you all you need to know about other races and classes you might want to play, and in theory they are as fair and powerful as anything in the base system.

Yet no amount of homebrew or supplementary material will solve DnD’s core problem: it’s rigid. If you want to play, you need a battle mat, because every spell, every action, can travel or act within a certain number of squares and you always need to know exactly where you’re standing. Players are expected to be able to take a certain number of actions per turn based on their level, and do an expected amount of damage. Monster encounters are built loosely around the concept of “Challenge Rating”, which is meant to imply a group of four players will find a CR of 5 suitably challenging if they are all level five. Basically it plays like “X-Com”.

And as you lock people in these mechanical, video game-styled designs, you find people champing at the bit. Not everyone wants to choose their abilities at level up or have their skill proficiencies dictated by what level they are. Some people want to express truly outlandish concepts, or play something that isn’t specifically designed around the idea of walking room to room blasting monsters. You’ll see people in roleplaying communities often asking, “Does anyone have any good ideas to homebrew [this idea] and make it work?”

Fans of DnD argue the homebrew approach works. Yes, it’s complicated and frustrating to invent entirely new classes and races for a single game where you don’t know how long you’ll play or what level you’ll reach, but DnD’s strict rules and design philosophy is a perk to those people, not a drawback.

Yet a fact of note is that a quote from a game I run got into a popular “Out of Context DnD” blog. The quote was, “ Mecha-Jesus unleashes a barrage of flames from his palms, but the train-snake martially dodges out of the way!”

It received 337 notes, and I was a little surprised by that. The game is a post-apocalyptic Road Warrior setting where the team boss decided to kill God as revenge for one of the gang members dying. Also featured in that day’s session was a battle between two men operating bucket cranes in a duel to the death above a giant grain silo, among eight other equally implausible events based loosely on Dante’s Inferno. For me, Mecha-Jesus is not a 300 notes event - it’s literally every other Friday.

What Do You Want to Play?

In my view, DnD often poses the question, “Are you even roleplaying?” I mean really. A lot of players feel like they are because they do an accent and come up with a backstory, but if you set yourself next to another player who has the same character stats and you’re playing together in the same game, has the system really given you the tools to solve problems all that differently? And the answer is is broadly, no.

I understand the counter-argument. Every player is unique. But in their way each Paladin in “World of Warcraft” is unique too. They have different gear, different competencies of player, and may take different abilities, but fundamentally they’re expected to crash dungeons and use what they’re given to kill monsters. The only advantage DnD has is that the GM can allow his players to interact with scenery items or talk to things, and you’ll see debate on exactly how much leniency a GM should give his players to act outside DnD’s base mechanics.

That’s a mentality. Some people like the safety of the system. They like to know what all the monsters are, what the risks are, what the rewards are, and have it all neatly lined up where you can see it. They want to join an Adventuring Guild that will bureaucratically assign a dungeon for them to attack so they always have something to do and a sure reward for doing it. The GM went through the trouble of drawing that dungeon out, after all. DnD is extremely safe.

And then there’s the alternative. I actually learned to roleplay among theater nerds who were already big into the concept of improv and narrative. One of them used to joke, “If you think DnD is the best system for the game, you know it’s not character-driven,” because any time you’re fine with trying to build an actual human around a set of level-up choices, you’re probably not designing the strongest possible personality.

Going back to media making DnD more popular, the first televised introduction to DnD I can personally recall is an episode of “Dexter’s Lab” where they address exactly this conflict. In it, Dexter runs a game where he forces his friends to play by his rules, where he wins. When Dexter rolls poorly, he turns the dice over to a better number and declares his evil wizard “fried” the team of adventurers. Then his sister, Dee Dee, takes over, and with no knowledge of the game’s rules at all, embarks on an improvised session of pure roleplaying where the guys tell her what they do and she tells them what happens. The sheets are just guidelines for them, and if they say they can do something Dee Dee accepts it.

Dee Dee’s roleplaying is open. It’s a void, and for some people, when you look into the void it looks back. How do you control everyone when they can do anything? It requires a certain level of trust that some players have a difficult time not abusing, yet weirdly everyone I’ve ever known who would lie and cheat during a roleplaying game actually preferred DnD, and I think I know why.

Rules Can Be Broken, but the Suspension of Disbelief is Immutable

The grognards that break the rules in DnD do so because the rules are so strict that they ironically can be easily broken. If the system says people take a certain amount of damage when they fall, and you find a way to throw to them that elevation consistently, by gum they’ll damn well take that damage. It’s in the rules! A friend I know combats this by saying if his players exploit the rules, then the monsters will start exploiting them too, to discourage arms races of bullshit.

What I’m describing is often called “rules lawyering”. So named because it involves finding a rules passage, interpreting the rule so the wording sounds like it favors an exploit, and then leveraging that into a powerful ability players were not meant to have. Because DnD requires you to know absolutely everything about your relative locations and words like “Attack” can have important diverging meanings depending on context, it’s a system extremely vulnerable to lawyering.

But with a more open system based on narrative and characters, it becomes harder to lawyer something you shouldn’t. In an open system, you build what the game calls for without consulting a bunch of charts and level guides. If you’re super heroes, you build super heroes. Cyborgs are cyborgs, Orcs are orcs - it’s whatever, and if you try to do anything outside the believability of the game, the GM tells you no. He has more authority in a more narrative game because the GM leads the narrative.

I’m personally fond of the Hero System, which ascribes massive ranges to all forms of weapons (a gun or eye laser can reach you down a long hallway) so the only general questions that need to be asked are, “Are you close enough to punch a guy?” and “Are you bunched up close enough to all be hit by this grenade?” You don’t need battle mats and the games play a lot more intuitively. There are two books of rules in Hero and they can be specific, but most of the rules revolve around character design rather than how to play, and fiddly things like physics or bursting through walls are meant to be decided depending on the type of game, at the GM’s discretion. There are guidelines, but they’re only that.

So if someone tells you they can punch through a wall in your noir investigator game, you tell them no, because the rules are just guidelines and in this game you can’t just drive your fist through a concrete brick even if you can find figures in the book that say maybe you can, because the book also says maybe you can’t - you’re expected to play the narrative, not the game. You can punch through walls in the super hero game where that’s typical, but not in this one.

From DnD to Anything Else

Of course, the open systems also present an opportunity for players to be very different in skill sets and abilities. You could imagine DnD is like “Power Rangers”, where everyone’s a different color and has different weapons but they’re basically all pretty much on the same level. An open system will wind up more like “Avatar the Last Airbender”, where one player is going to be Toph and someone else is going to be playing Sokka. 

It’s important in DnD that everyone be the same, because a lot of the game is spent in a 20ft x 20ft room full of skeletons (or Putties) - Toph would single-handedly dominate every challenge. Whereas in a narrative-driven game the ability to crush everything with a rock doesn’t actually solve half your problems and whoever’s playing Sokka probably winds up more active than the person playing Toph.

At the end of it all, that’s why the question for me is whether you can take the players out of DnD and take DnD out of the players. Everyone plays DnD, but can you get people to play Sokka and have a good time if Toph is in the party? Personally I think it helps to start people on systems other than DnD, and then they can go into DnD if they like being in small rooms full of skeletons.

Of course, trying to start people on anything but DnD is usually defeated by the network utility! Everyone knows DnD! It’s THE system synonymous with the hobby! A few too many times I’ve seen people play a DnD game and say roleplaying just isn’t for them because it’s boring. All you do is wait for your turn and then roll dice at goblins.

But all I can say to that is, you never roleplayed, man. You joined a pen-and-paper video game. I agree, throwing dice at goblins sucks. I used to have a friend who would compulsively roll dice when he got bored waiting for turns in games like that, and when asked what he was rolling for, he’d joke, “I’m killing the dragon! I’m killing the dragon!” Him, enjoying the experience of DnD combat in between other people’s turns.

In many groups that’s all DnD is, silly accents and go-nowhere backstories aside. Acting is hard. But if you’re very lucky, and you know just the right people, it’s possible to land in a game that is pure story and character, and those things are a rare treasure and a real blast.

[gigilalaka]

Meta Knight HCs

I want in on the train that is Meta knight hcs. I’ve seen many of them and I found many that I like. So I thought why not make one of my own with some of my hcs about that swordman puffball. At least the ones I’ve got figured out.

Edit: Fixed, changed and added some new words. My pcs going to drive me mad one day. 18.02.20

-Meta Knight is a hybrid mix of two lower demonbeast and puffball race from one of NME’s many prototype side-projects that the evil wizared made in a 100 000 years period where the bastered thouht he had the upper hand. Meta was the only suviver from said project that gave him life.

-He was labed a defective product sortly after his ‘birth’ and was given minimun care from the start. With him being born smaller, weaker, with extremly poor eyesigth, poor health, too large wings for his body as well as clumsy, all of the NME’s best doctors did not see this one live very long.

-But Meta somehow survived the next 1759 years. While he was neither strong or quick as the others, his a quick learn and talented at hidding, stealth, escapeing and take stuff when no one was looking. It also helped that his is smarter and has better hearing than his ‘siblings’.

-His naturly born stuborn, headstrong and with a strong will. Before the project was sett to go NME made sure that this traits was part of the deal. If only he knew that the end of that deal would come bite him in the ass 25 000 pluss years later.

-When Meta first meet Sir Arthur was when the lab that was his home and housed some of NME’s best monster, was surpriesed attacked by the GSA. Throughout the attack Meta was utterly terrifeid to death and did his danmest to avoid any thing that try to hurt him whether it be from demonbeast or attacks from the GSA soilders that went amiss.

-Arthur ended up finding Meta deep in the lab hiding in a narrow crack behind two bookself in a dusty lab office. Arthur’s hearth shattered when he was able too get the child out of the crack after three hours of soft talking and a lot of patient. He was meet with a small dark blue/violet skined child that was way too skinny, dirty, bleeding from one of its wings that had these pearly silver white dead eyes that was terrified to death.

-Many of the doctors of the GSA when they saw Meta at little hope for the puffball when Arthur came in the sickbay with the child, but one doctor named Estella did her very best to nurse Meta back to health. She and Arthur remains to this day as the only parents in Meta’s heart and soul.

-Turing he’s care in the sickbay, Estella was the one to find about Meta being one of NME’s creations, and while protocole deemed him a treat, she just could not kill him. She turned to the chief head of the doctors Mister Coldswager and Arthur for help. It was agreed that Meta could live, but only if Arthur took him inn when the hybrid was better.

-It would be a 100 years after Meta was rescued and care in the sickbay that Arthur was able to take Meta inn as his fourth son. Turing that time Arhur made sure that Meta knew he would have older siblings to play with and love him. Meta had a really hard time beliving that his new siblings would like him.

-Meta is the youngest of the four children that Sir Arthur raised. Dragato being the first, Nonsurat second, Falspar third and Meta being the last child Arthur had to raise from childhood.

-Dragato, Nonsurat and Falsper was not so sure about their new little brother when they meet him and was afried of him as well. After all, what puffball is born with wings before they are teens, has fangs, hisses like a snake and bites worst than a mule?

-However they came to like him over time and after a not-so-good-very-bad incident, became very protective of him and his health.

-It took a few hundred years for Meta to not only fully trusts his new family, but also Estella and Coldswager. One really could not blame the guy.

-With his stauts of being a mixed hybrid of demonbeasts and puffball, Meta from a young age ended often up sick and at times had to be in doctor Estella’s care up untill he was a adult. It did not help that his first 1759 years of life have had a very negative effect on him.

-Becuse of Meta being pretty much blind and have way too big wings for his body, he ended up being very clumsy and would often hiss or attack people or things he either did not know of or trusted. This has let more times than not that Meta ended up either hurt or in trouble.

-Meta is a bit unique for a puffball. He’s born with two lagre pair of bat wings that when they turns to a cape he is able to teleport, his eyes change colour to whatever his feelings are ( something of a rare thing among puffballs), he can see in the dark better than others ( when he has is mask on), his dark navy blue/violet body colour is uncommen but attractrive and he has the rare trait of being able to use space magic along with his wind and minor water magic.

-When Meta was stil a child his voice was a little highpitch with a strange accent that somehow suite him quiet well, but still cute enough that most adults ( male or female) went ‘awww’ or ‘ oh my gawd! say that again munckin’. He hates it whenever that happend as a kid.

-When his voice changed to his current natural deep, calm, mature yet strange accent mystery voice, his family, friends and other people where thrown of balance pretty quick from his new voice. He liket it so much better.

-Meta has a gift for singing and thanks to Falspar who is gifted inn music and singing as well, came to enjoy it a lot. He dose still sing to this day, just not as much as he used to thanks to all the pain his been through.

-Falspar also thought Meta a lot of parnks when he found out that the dark blue puff had a knak for them. Much to Arthur’s, Dargato’s and Nonsurat’s horror.

-Dragato got Meta into reading from a young age and both share many likes and dislikes on diffrent types of reading materials. Dragato was also the one to teach Meta Braille, and later on in Meta’s life, how to read, write and what colours where when the puff got the means to be able to see what his family took for granted.

-Nonsurat was the one who end up to teach Meta about spaceships, engineering and the lastest inn weapon engineering. Neither Dragato nor Falspar like it very much. They ended up being the victims to most of those two fools test trys.

-Meta’s family and a very few friends are the only ones that know of Meta being a puffball/demonbeast hybrid. Many a GSA soilder back when Meta was a child and even now would kill him if they knew that his one of NME’s creations.

-The mask that Meta wears was a gift from Estella that have a special glass along with a enhcantment that lets him see. The very first thing he saw when he took it on was the doctor along with Arthur, Dragato, Nonsurat and Falspar smileing at him. He cried that day.

Thats all for now. Time for me to go to bed. I might to a part 2 when I get the time.

[fanficimagery]

Imagine dating Viktor. A friend of his, Fleur Delacour, is getting married and he's taken you as his plus one. Even though a wedding is such joyous occasion, some people just didn't get the memo.

Author's Note: Let's just say that at the Battle of the Department of Mysteries (Order of the Phoenix), Harry + friends and the Order were able to take down Voldemort by some miracle. This is fanfiction so just go with it. 

Viktor X Reader

Being invited to Fleur Delacour's wedding to one Bill Weasley left you feeling all sorts of excited. Viktor's friends in Bulgaria had become your friends, as had your friends become his friends, but these were completely new people you were to meet.

While you had unfortunately missed the wedding ceremony itself, you and Viktor managed to portkey in while everything under the marquee was being transformed for the reception. Fleur was a vision in her wedding dress and her dashing husband was of the friendly sorts. They were happy you and Viktor could make the reception, and after congratulating them one last time they were off to greet their other guests.

Viktor had left you alone to grab some drinks, but ended up getting distracted by a witch in a red dress. And while the witch in question is rather pretty, you are very comfortable in your relationship with Viktor and trust him immensely.

"Ruddy pumpkin head," someone grumbles from somewhere behind you. "Who invited him?"

As subtly as you can, you peer over shoulder to see what drama shall unfold. It's another redhead, plus an individual who can only be Harry Potter after you spot the telltale scar of his on his forehead. Following his line of gaze, you can only snort when you realize the redhead is glaring at Viktor.

Your snort catches the boys' attention, the redhead flushing as the dark haired wizard chuckles. "Sorry for eavesdropping."

The redhead gulps and tersely nods, and Harry sheepishly grins. "Are you a guest of the bride or groom? I don't think I've seen you around before. Ron here," he elbows his friend in the ribs for not introducing himself, "is the brother of the groom. And I'm Harry- a friend of the Weasley family."

"Y/N," you introduce yourself with a smile. "And I guess you can say I'm a guest of the bride. Only I just met her just today, but my date has been friends with her for a few years now."

"Oh yeah? Who's your date? Maybe we know him," Harry says.

Smirking at the opportunity that's just landed in your lap, you gesture over your shoulder and point. "I've been dating that ruddy pumpkin head for nearly two years now." Ron's eyes widen and Harry roars with laughter. As Ron tries to stammer out an apology, you wave him off. "It's fine. But by the glares and name calling, I take it the pretty witch my boyfriend is talking to is Hermione?"

"He tell you about us?" Harry asks, suddenly uncomfortable.

You nod. "Yeah. He was very fond of the friends he made when he visited Hogwarts for the tournament. Especially those who didn't fawn over him because of the quidditch star he is, but I don't blame him one bit. All the fake interest and constant questions must be annoying," you say with a wink and internally breathe a sigh of relief when Harry loses some of the tension in his shoulders. From Viktor you had heard how Harry Potter really wasn't the fame chaser some tabloids made him out to be, so you threw that little tidbit into the conversation so you'd let Harry know you weren't about to nag him about his Boy Who Lived/Conquered status.

The three of you are saved from coming up with other topics of conversation when Viktor and Hermione finally join you, and introductions are made all over again.

"It's so nice to meet you," Hermione gushes. "I've heard so much about you."

"You as well," you chuckle as Viktor proudly tucks you into his side.

The five of you then strike up a conversation as everyone is let back under the marquee for dinner, music, and the dance. As you and Hermione seem stuck in a conversation about your jobs, Viktor, Harry, and Ron take it to mean you don't want to be separated any time soon and find a table with enough chairs for the lot of you plus Harry's girlfriend as well.

Then over dinner, it comes to light that you work in the magical department of the Smithsonian National Museum of Natural History as a curator and cursebreaker, and Hermione is hooked. Ron eagerly supplies that his brother, the groom Bill, is a cursebreaker as well. Viktor then happily explains that you look over newly discovered artifacts, both magical and not, before they're cataloged. He's so proud to explain what your job entails and the fact that you've been offered a similar job in England which is why you're transferring at the end of the year.

"I've got a good chunk of money saved up," you say with a fond roll of your eyes. "This lug," you then say while gently elbowing Viktor, "asked me to move in with him and well.. I can't tell him no, it seems."

"I am her veakness," Viktor shyly admits, eyes glued to yours as he grasps your hand and kisses your knuckles.

"Just as I am yours, my love."

"Blimey," Ron mutters. "They're worse than Harry and Ginny."

"Shutup, Ronald," Ginny huffs before her expression softens as she gazes at the other couple in question. "They're cute."

"Adorable, really," Hermione muses.

"And totally boink like bunnies." There's a moment of silence before Ginny cackles and the three males at the table turn red at your words. Hermione is laughing as well, face hidden in her hands and you grasp Viktor's face in your hands while kissing his forehead in apology. "I couldn't help myself," you chuckle.

"Troublesome vitch," Viktor mumbles, his lips twitching in amusement.

You wink in response. "As if you'd have me any other way." Settling back in your seat, you also offer an apology to Harry and Ron who are still red around the ears, but both boys wave you off. Ginny is dabbing away tears, still choking down giggles as Hermione sips some water to hide her smile behind her glass.

Bill and Fleur soon make their way towards the middle of the dance floor, and the newly married couple open up the night of dancing by sharing their first dance together as husband and wife. The rest of the Weasley family and close friends make their way towards the floor to circle the happy couple, and you watch as a fluttering horde of butterflies encircle the married couple as they twirl while staring lovingly into each other's eyes.

Standing up from your seat, you scoot over and settle down in Viktor's lap. Wrapping your arms loosely around his neck, his arms encircle your waist as he presses a kiss to your chin. "Vould you vant somesing like zis?" He asks, gesturing the party around you.

"Is this your way of proposing, Krum?"

"Ne," he chuckles. "Ven I propose, you vill know."

"Oohh. When, huh? Not if?"

Viktor meets your eyes, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "You know you are only vitch for me." He then quickly presses a chaste kiss to your lips, chuckling, and you bite back a squeal when you feel one of his hands smooth down the small of your back to lightly grab at your ass. "Love you."

"Love you too, you ruddy pumpkin head."

His head falls back as he barks out a laugh. You're smiling at him and thinking about summoning another drink when a sudden hush falls over the party. Viktor's immediately alert, as are you, and he grasps your hand as he stands before pushing passed several guests. In the middle of the floor is a hawk patronus. The moment it's beak opens to relay it's message, witches and wizards start to panic.

"Hogsmeade and Diagon Alley have been attacked. Prepare yourselves. They are coming. They are coming. They are-"

Cracks of apparition resonate all around outside the marquee before blue, purple, and green curses are suddenly flying.

Amidst the screams, witches start apparating children out of the place and the elder generation apparate out to safety. Numerous of others stay behind to fight.

Back to back with Viktor, your wand slips into the palm of your hand and immediately you erect a protective shield. You can hear Viktor sending off curse after curse, occasionally erecting his own shields to stop the spells being thrown at him.

"Fleur!" Bill's terrified shout distracts both you and Viktor in the lull you suddenly found yourselves in, and you watch as the newly married couple gets separated. Fleur seems to hold her own before her wand goes flying and then her hands are grasping at the skirt of her dress to make it more easier for her to run and dodge.

"Viktor," you breathe in horror when you realize two wizards in the old deatheater regalia set their sights on the bride.

"I know. Stay low," he tells you.

"Aim high."

You squeeze his wrist in reassurance before holstering your wand, and then concentrating as best as you can you kneel down while letting your animagus form take over. In your place remains a hissing black panther. Viktor erects a shield to protect Fleur and you lunge across the floor, your teeth clamping onto the wand arm of the wizard who first attacked. As he yells and you use your weight to drag him down, you then unsheathe your claws and drag them down his chest while sinking your teeth into his neck.

A cutting hex hits your ribs and you yowl angrily, but a large black dog- or is that a Grim?- tackles the other deatheater.

"Y/N!" Your head snaps up and you meet Viktor's worried gaze, your whiskers twitching. The commotion around you is starting to dwindle, so you don't worry about watching your own back as you paw around for Fleur's missing wand. Finding it, you gently grasp it within your mouth before walking it over to the rather astonished witch. As she cautiously takes it, Viktor kneels down and presses a hand to your bleeding wound. "You are hurt, my love."

Your ears twitch and then you're transforming back, sitting on your knees with a grimace. "Just a scratch."

"Blimey. That was bloody brilliant." You glance over your shoulder to see an older wizard standing between Ron and Harry, the wizard's hair falling to his shoulders in dark waves with the grayest eyes you've ever seen. "Sirius Black at your service, sweetheart."

Harry grins. "He was the shaggy dog who avenged you."

Huffing a laugh, you fall forward on Viktor while gesturing a wave behind your back. "Thanks for that. I'm Y/N."

As Viktor helps you up to your feet, Bill gently collides with Fleur as he hugs her to his chest. Pressing kiss after kiss all over her face, he finally tucks his wife into his chest while looking to you and Viktor. "Thank you. Both of you."

"S'what friends are for, Weasley." Viktor glances down at you, scooping you up in his arms within the blink of an eye. Your arms immediately go around his neck and you furrow your brow at him. "What?"

"You are slurring vords. Come. You need Healer."

You blink and belatedly realize just how slow you are to actually reopen your eyes. "O-oh." As Viktor hums and starts marching through the lingering witches and wizards to get you looked at, your head falls onto his shoulder. "When we g'married, deatheaters are not 'vited."

Viktor huffs an amused laugh. "Okay, love. Vatever you vant."

[books-and-cookies]

THINGS I HAVE LEARNED FROM HARRY POTTER AND THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS (PART 2/?)

Part 1

Sorcerer’s Stone

1. It’s September 1st 2017, which is the day of the Deathly Hallows epilogue and I can’t believe tomorrow we will have surpassed the original Harry Potter timeline and oh my god stop time what is happening take me back to the start I never asked for this

2. Now that I got that meltdown out of the way, let us resume the Potter Party™ 3. “Harry got a shock the first time he looked in the mirror over the kitchen mantelpiece and it shouted, “Tuck your shirt in, scruffy!” – my mirror already hates me, imagine if it could speak to me 4. The horror

5. “What Harry found most unusual about life at Ron’s was the fact that everybody there seemed to like him” – imagine this poor baby coming from an abusive home, where his presence was resented and where he went days without speaking to anyone; and now he’s finally somewhere where he’s loved and cherished and wanted. And he still doesn’t see it as his right as a human, but finds it odd – literally more odd than a talking mirror or a fucking literal ghoul. HOW CAN PEOPLE NOT LIKE HARRY JAMES POTTER I SWEAR 6. “The moment she saw Harry, Ginny accidentally knocked her porridge bowl to the floor with a loud clatter” – Ginny is the embodiment of every person with a crush in the history of the world ever 7. Can you imagine how desperate Dumbledore must have been for a DADA teacher that he hired fucking Lockhart? Don’t tell me he didn’t know the man was a sham. Don’t even. 8. He must have been like: ah, fuck it, no one else wants to fucking risk dying on the job, might as well rid the world of a pretentious, pompous, blindingly stupid individual. Win-win. 9. 100 points to Dumbledore 10. “Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher must be a fan — bet it’s a witch” – Fred y u sexist, man? Y? 11. “He carried Errol to a perch just inside the back door and tried to stand him on it, but Errol flopped straight off again so Ron laid him on the draining board instead, muttering, “Pathetic.” – Errol is me trying to function in life on a daily basis.

12. Travelling by Floo Powder is fucking mental. Seriously, this is a testament to wizards’ odd desire to find the most dangerous things out there and say “yes PERFECT THIS IS WHAT I NEED” 13. “Harry looked quickly around and spotted a large black cabinet to his left; he shot inside it and pulled the doors closed, leaving a small crack to peer through” – I wonder where he’d have ended up, had he completely closed the door (we already know this was a Vanishing Cabinet, whose broken pair was at Hogwarts) 14. “it’s just because he’s famous . . . famous for having a stupid scar on his forehead. . . .” “. . . everyone thinks he’s so smart, wonderful Potter with his scar and his broomstick —” – Malfoy, internally: I lurveeeeeeee him sooooo muuuuuch 15. I’ve never shipped Drarry, but damn, this is the first thought I had when I read this now lol 16. “Wizard blood is counting for less everywhere” – ew the bigotry burnsssss usssss 17. Wizards have self-shuffling cards and candy that turn you into a fucking canary, but god forbid the have useful spells, such as one that can correct your eye sight

18. Mr. Weasley’s enthusiasm about all things Muggle is me with books and anything book related. “OH LOOK I SHIP THEM THEY’RE SO CUTE. OH MY GOD LOOK AT ALL THE BOOKMARKS AND BOOK MERCH. OH GODS EVERYONE DIED” 19. I swear Hermione wants to meet Lockhart mostly because he wrote a shit ton of books 20. “Leave him alone, he didn’t want all that!” said Ginny.” – yaaaassss Ginny, slay girl 21. Book Ginny is perfect god bless her and smite the movie producers or whoever ruined her character for the movies 22. Daily friendly reminded that Malfoy is a little shit (seriously JK stop ruining post war fanfiction for me) 23. “a very old, very battered copy of A Beginner’s Guide to Transfiguration” – OLD BOOKS NEED LOVE TOO FUCK OFF LUCIUS 24.   “We have a very different idea of what disgraces the name of wizard, Malfoy,” he said. “Clearly,” said Mr. Malfoy, his pale eyes straying to Mr. and Mrs. Granger, who were watching apprehensively. “The company you keep, Weasley . . . and I thought your family could sink no lower —” – honestly, Lucius is a despicable person. I know there’s this whole redeeming arc for him at the end, but damn son, he was a dick. Also, can we appreciate how quickly Arthur jumped to defend the Grangers, who he literally just met, because he’s a decent fucking person? 25. And yet, we have Albus Severus 26. SMH JK the fuck were you thinking

27. “Both of them bent low over the handles of their trolleys and walked purposefully toward the barrier, gathering speed. A few feet away from it, they broke into a run and — CRASH. Both trolleys hit the barrier and bounced backward” – next level plot twist shit here 28. Only a couple of 12 year olds can decide that the best course of action after missing their ride to school would be to steal a magical flying car that can turn invisible 29.   I mean, YOLO 

30. I miss being this young and fearless. Fuck I’m sorry this turned depressing guys, you’re here for japes and fun, not an existential crisis 31. “Ron put his foot on the accelerator and drove them upward again, but as he did so, the engine began to whine.” – because when the universe decides to fuck with you, it makes an extra effort not to disappoint 32. “And they both pretended not to notice the whining growing louder and louder as the sky became steadily darker.” – ignoring impending disaster is something I’m extremely good at, so I relate, boys

33. “There was a loud clunk, a splutter, and the engine died completely.” – at this point the car was like FUCK THIS SHIT I’M OUT 34. “The tree they had hit was attacking them.” – smh, only in Harry Potter. Also, I just want to say to the Whomping Willow: WHO HURT YOU BBY WHY DO YOU CHOOSE VIOLENCE 35. “But the car disappeared from view with one last snort from its exhaust.” – fuck y’all. Signed: Ford Anglia Bad Ass Mofo™

36. “It wasn’t at all the triumphant arrival they had pictured.” – yes, boys, get used to this, this is called life and it will fuck you up 37. “Or maybe,” said a very cold voice right behind them, “he’s waiting to hear why you two didn’t arrive on the school train.” – hate Snape all you want, the man had style and especially knew how to make an entrance 38. And an uncanny ability to instil fear in virtually everything with a heartbeat 39. “Snape led them away from the warmth and light, down a narrow stone staircase that led into the dungeons. “– this is how horror movies start 40. Snape is a dick for not even pretending to try and listen to any sort of justification from the boys. Like, hoW DARE YOU 41. “Well, you’re expelling us, aren’t you?” said Ron. “Not today, Mr. Weasley,” said Dumbledore.” – what do we say to the god of death?

42. “When they had eaten as many sandwiches as they could (the plate kept refilling itself)” – hello yes hi I would like to sell my soul for this, please and thank 43. Not gonna lie, getting to school in a flying car is hella awesome, I bet the professors were just jealous they didn’t think of the same thing and this is why they’re all so snippy with the boys 44. YES THEY’RE FINALLY AT SCHOOL LET THE HUNGER GAMES BEGIN 45. Shit wrong story

Instagram | Goodreads | Wordpress

If you like what I do, consider supporting me by buying a virtual coffee 😊

[likorys-shimenawa]

Pottermore’s disturbing Christmat article

Okay, I don’t even know who wrote the piece on the Pottermore, but it’s fucking insane.

“Yet, naturally, wizarding Christmases do tend to be a bit more magical than others, encompassing all manner of twists on familiar festive favourites. It's enough to make you want to dump your dull, lifeless Christmas lights in the bin. After all, what's the point if they're not actually real, fluttering fairies?”

We start with Stephanie Meyer level of being in love with your world. Lovely... but okay, maybe it’s just a bad joke. It happens with written texts, right? Let’s see what’s next.

“But there are a few magical touches that Muggles sadly cannot compete with.The main thing being that there are means of magic that can make food replenish itself, meaning Christmas dinner never has to end. Imagine having the miracle of never-ending wine, for example.“

Okay, so the wizards truly have the solution to world hunger, and just... sit idly by... as people die of hunger... every day... It explains why they did the same with World Wars at least. Non-magical life is not that worthy of being saved I guess.

“Given that wizards are wizards, their Christmas presents are a bit more magical than most. Harry, for example, has sampled the delights of both worlds, going from toothpicks and 50p pieces from the Dursleys to Invisibility Cloaks, Firebolts and magical penknives. “

Holy fuckng hell what did I just read. Who would actually put a ‘fuck you’ gift from abusive family next to one of the most priceless magical artifacts and best car equivalent on the market?!

I guess the theme of the article really is ‘muggles sucks and that’s it’.

“ While some of us are guilty of going a little overboard with our festive decorations, our little fairy lights will always pale in comparison to the Hogwarts Great Hall during Christmas time. While Muggles struggle to drag home just one Christmas tree, the Great Hall usually boasts around a dozen massive ones, all immaculately adorned in candles, holly berries and even ‘real hooting golden owls’. Throw in everlasting icicles, Christmas lights that are actually fairies and enchanted snow falling from the ceiling, and even our impressive Christmas tree colour schemes can’t live up to all of that. Let’s not forget about the amazing-sounding Christmas crackers too, which extravagantly explode to reveal things like live mice and novelty hats. We don’t mean flimsy paper crowns that break the second we put them on either – we mean fully realised rear-admiral’s hats. “

Muggle stuff sucks, we’re pathetic and should know our place - I got the first five times! BTW, who exactly would be happy to have their house invaded by mice?

“Meanwhile, outside of Hogwarts, Fred and George Weasley have also been known to experiment with an unorthodox decorating technique. For while Muggles have taken to putting stars or angels on top of their Christmas trees, the twins opted to top theirs with a golden painted gnome, dressed it in a tutu. It’s good to think outside the box sometimes.“

If my memory serves my right, the gnoe was cought and petryfied to play as a decoration. So I guess electric light are #SoDumbAndPaleInComparsion, but casual kidnapping and enslavement is #FunAndGames.

Charming.

Nobody in particular put their names on this charming example of thinly-vailed propaganda, but I’m nut surprised. This is the fucked up shit Voldemort would be sending out in leaflets if he saw it. It’s as condescending and ‘there there, you did you best but you still suck’ as you can possibly get.

Don’t get me wrong, in-canon wizars would 100% write like that, but how about we normal people don’t spread the casuall prejudice and opression that are everpresent in the books?

Guess I remember why I stopped reading te Pottermore long ago. Should’ve kept at it .

[tuseriesdetv]

Noticias de series de la semana: Tráilers muy esperados

Renovaciones

Amazon ha renovado Hunters por una segunda temporada

Hulu ha renovado Love, Victor por una segunda temporada

HBO Max ha renovado Close Enough por una segunda temporada

TruTV ha renovado Tacoma FD por una segunda temporada

HBO ha renovado In Treatment por una cuarta temporada

TBS ha renovado Miracle Workers por una tercera temporada

AMC ha renovado Soulmates por una segunda temporada

Cancelaciones

Hulu ha cancelado High Fidelity tras su primera temporada

Freeform ha cancelado Siren tras su tercera temporada

Noticias cortas

Lindsey Gort (Amy Quinn) será regular en la segunda temporada de All Rise.

La grabación del especial de Friends se retrasa de nuevo hasta, al menos, otoño.

Olivia Swann (Astra) volverá como regular a la sexta temporada de Legends of Tomorrow.

El spin-off de Beauty and the Beast protagonizado por Gaston (Luke Evans) y LeFou (Josh Gad) se titulará The Little Town.

Fichajes

Selena Gomez (Wizars of Waverly Place, A Rainy Day in New York) protagonizará Only Murders in the Building junto a Steve Martin y Martin Short.

Noah Wyle (ER, Falling Skies) y Judith Light (Transparent, Betty) protagonizarán y producirán Shadows in the Vineyard, limited series basada en el libro de Maximillian Potter que cuenta la historia real de la extorsión por envenenamiento del vino más caro del mundo. Escrita por John Newman (Get Shorty, Proud Mary), Peter Cambor y Potter.

Regina Hall (Scary Movie, Black Monday) y Bobby Cannavale (Homecoming, Mr. Robot) serán Carmel y Tony, dos de los nueve desconocidos, en Nine Perfect Strangers.

Valerie Mahaffey (Dead to Me, Young Sheldon) será Helen, una madre meticulosa con una relación conflictiva con su hijo Ronald (Brian Geraghty).

Kwame Patterson (Snowfall, The Wire) y Arlen Escarpeta (The Oath, The Magicians) se unen como regulares a la segunda temporada de David Makes Man. Serán la versión adulta de David y su hermano JG.

Keith Powell (30 Rock), Jill Knox (Keith Broke His Leg), Shakina Nayfack (Difficult People), Ely Henry (Suburgatory) y Preacher Lawson (America's Got Talent) se unen como regulares a Connecting.

Michelle Gomez (Chilling Adventures of Sabrina, Doctor Who) se une a The Flight Attendant. Será Miranda, empresaria con problemas de control de la ira que conoce a Cassie (Kaley Cuoco) en Bangkok.

Pósters

              Nuevas series

Amy Adams (Sharp Objects, Arrival) protagonizará y producirá Kings of America, limited series de Netflix centrada en una heredera de Walmart, una ejecutiva disconforme y una dependienta que se atrevió a enfrentarse a la empresa en la mayor demanda colectiva de la historia de Estados Unidos. Produce Adam McKay (Succession).

Amazon ha encargado temporada completa de A League of Their Own.

Alyssa Milano y Tony Danza retomarán sus papeles en el revival de Who's The Boss que prepara Sony en el que, treinta años después, Samantha (Milano) es madre soltera.

Luz verde directa en Apple a una serie basada en un artículo de Michael Lista en Toronto Life. Producida por Robert Downey Jr. (Perry Mason, Sweet Tooth), trata sobre un detective frustrado canadiense que toma un caso abierto durante décadas con la esperanza de conseguir una confesión y convertirse en un héroe y acaba forjando una amistad con su objetivo.

Elle Fanning (The Great, Maleficent) interpretará a Michelle Carter, la adolescente condenada por homicidio involuntario en 2017 por animar a su novio a suicidarse, en The Girl From Plainville, de Hulu. Escrita y producida por Liz Hannah (The Post, Mindhunter) y Patrick Macmanus (Homecoming, Happy!) y basada en un artículo de Jesse Barron para Esquire. Producida por Fanning.

Fechas

Raised By Wolves se estrena en HBO Max el 3 de septiembre

Power Book II: Ghost se estrena en Starz el 6 de septiembre

Coastal Elites se estrena en HBO el 12 de septiembre

Monsterland se estrena en Hulu el 2 de octubre

The Undoing se estrena en HBO el 25 de octubre

Tráilers y promos

Your Honor

Ratched

The Boys - Temporada 2

Raised By Wolves

The Third Day

The Flight Attendant

PEN15 - Temporada 2

Small Axe

Warrior - Temporada 2

[swipestream]

Fantasy and Adventure New Release Roundup: 2 December 2017

With the holiday season now upon us, this roundup of the newest releases in fantasy and adventure is bursting at the seams, featuring a wife pressed back into her former role as an assassin, a desperate fight to save a friend from a magical kangaroo court, the first hard-boiled detective fighting the Klan, and a quest for revenge that will not end until a murder’s head sits upon a pike.

*     *     *      *      *

The Awful Truth About Forgetting (Books of Unexpected Enlightenment #4) – L. Jagi Lamplighter

What she knows, she dare not tell.

Rachel Griffin should be having an amazing freshman year. She has the Princess of Magical Australia and crazy orphan Sigfried the Dragonslayer for friends and a handsome sorcerer boyfriend romancing her with charms magical and otherwise.

But otherworldly forces conspire against those she loves.

While all others can be made to forget the truth, Rachel cannot. When she runs afoul of the hidden force hiding these terrible secrets, Rachel must face her most desperate hour yet.

This on top of winter fairies, missing friends, Yule gifts, flying practice, and a rampaging ogre…oh, and schoolwork.

Then there is the matter of a certain undeniably attractive older boy…

*     *     *      *      *

Ghost in the Glass (Ghost Night #2) – Johnathan Moeller

Caina Amalas was once a deadly Ghost nightfighter, a spy and agent of the Emperor of Nighmar. Now she only wishes to live quietly with her husband.

But civil war grips the Empire, and Caina’s skills are needed against the cruel sorcerers of the malevolent Umbarian Order. Now Caina has a deadly problem.

Specifically, she carries the Ring of Rasarion Yagar, a relic created by the tyrannical necromancer-king who once ruled Ulkaar. The deadly sorcerers of the malevolent Umbarian Order wish to seize the Ring for themselves, as do the sinister priests of the ruthless Temnoti cult.

And to make matters worse, the Ring is not the only powerful relic of Rasarion Yagar.

And unless Caina can escape her foes, the wielders of those relics will kill her…

*     *     *      *      *

Graduation Day (Schooled in Magic #14) – Christopher G. Nuttall

Frieda is one of Emily’s closest friends, a young girl she saved from Mountaintop and brought back to Whitehall. But Frieda found herself the victim of a deadly soul-destroying plot – and the true target may well be Emily herself. Now, after Emily saved Frieda from a magician who was slowly driving her mad, Frieda stands accused of attempted murder – and worse. She must now stand trial for her crimes.

Worse, Fulvia – Matriarch of House Ashworth – has returned. Humiliated by Emily, years ago, Fulvia burns for revenge – and the chance to regain her lost power. Calling in favors from all over the world and rigging the trial against Frieda – and Emily – it looks as if her time is finally at hand. With no clear proof of Frieda’s innocence – and a jury that can be manipulated at will – Fulvia has all the leverage she needs to bring Emily to heel.

Gathering her friends around her, and calling in favors of her own, Emily must find a way to outwit a kangaroo court and save her friend from a fate worse than death, little realizing that Fulvia’s true target is Emily herself …

… And that Fulvia’s desperate quest for revenge will bring the entire world crashing down.

*     *     *      *      *

Head Down (The Valens Legacy #4) – Jan Stryvant

Things are starting to look up for Sean, he has a safe place to stay, allies, way too many wolves and a couple of dangerously cute werefoxes around now as well. However the other Councils now know that he’s serious, after the raid on Gradatim that left several important people dead.

Battle lines are starting to be drawn and the Council of the Ascendants realizes that they’re next in line and starts to take precautions while the other councils start to play politics and jockey for position. Even the Council of Vestibulum, the most powerful in both Reno and the rest of the country, is starting to be concerned.

And how could any conflict between these major powers be complete without the assassin hired twelve years ago, being brought back to deal with the son of the man he killed?

*     *     *      *      *

Knights of the Open Palm (Race Williams #1) – Carroll John Daly

The first hard-boiled detective Race Williams, runs up against the Klan in his premiere adventure, which leads him to fast and tragic action. Plus two other early Daly hard-boiled classics: “The False Burton Combs” and “Dolly.” Story #1 in the Race Williams series.

Carroll John Daly (1889–1958) was the creator of the first hard-boiled private eye story, predating Dashiell Hammett’s first Continental Op story by several months. Daly’s classic character, Race Williams, was one of the most popular fiction characters of the pulps, and the direct inspiration for Mickey Spillane’s Mike Hammer.

*     *     *      *      *

Lifemarked (The Fatemarked #5) – David Estes

The Four Kingdoms and the fatemarked face the most powerful army the world has ever seen…

In Phanes, Roan Loren, the Peacemaker, has high hopes for a united response to the threat from the Horde, but swiftly realizes the only true ally he has is his arch nemesis, Bane. Meanwhile, Rhea Loren, a new mother with a secret must decide whether to protect her child or share what she knows with the fatemarked…

To the north, Annise Gäric, Tarin Sheary and their allies are hunted mercilessly by the army of barbarians known as the Horde, led by her long-lost uncle Helmuth, now known as Klar-Ggra. While she seeks refuge in the east, Tarin once more struggles with his own demons…

In the west, Ennis Loren and his brothers, including self-proclaimed king of the west, Sai, return to Knight’s End against the advice of the fatemarked, who they despise. Secretly, they plot another attack on the south…

In the east, Gareth Ironclad returns to Ferria hoping to find a unified people with a common enemy, but instead faces a fractured kingdom uncertain of its future. But when he makes a drastic decision, everything begins to unravel…

In Calyp, Raven Sandes returns with the most unlikeliest of friends: Gwendolyn Storm. But when tragedy strikes at the heart of the empire, the survivors are left behind and forced to pick up the pieces…

*     *     *      *      *

Necrosis (Omens of Gaia #1) – H. C. Damrosch

A tyrant has conquered the land she holds dear; friends and family slain to build a kingdom of despair. Her own faith has fallen into doubt…

She must escape, no matter the cost.

Visions of light and shadow beckon from beyond the world’s edge; haunting dreams, waking nightmares, rivers of energy beneath the earth…

There is a warrior who would oppose death itself to uncover the secrets of his birth.

Subhuman and superhuman creatures arise to test them; powers of earth and spirit whose revelations shake the very foundations of reality.

Is it wisdom to believe, or madness…?

Only by coming to terms with their own humanity can they defeat the Lord of the Necrow.

*     *     *      *      *

Shadow Games (The Collector Chronicles #2) – D. K. Holmberg

Born of shadow magic. Gifted with the power to control the flame that burns within her. A master strategist. Tested by the mysterious Collector.

With the Collector thwarted, Carth realizes that until she uncovers his allies in Keyall, he will continue to threaten the city. When the city is attacked, the ruling tribunal blames Carth and uses the power of the city to confine her.

The Collector demands that Carth find the Elder Stone in exchange for her freedom, but there is much more to the demand than it seems. Now she’s caught in a game that she might not be able to win and manipulated by someone more skilled than her. In this game, not only is her life at stake, but the lives of her friends are in danger if she loses.

Worse, the person making the moves might be someone much closer to her than she had ever realized.

*     *     *      *      *

Thunderbolt (Dynasty of Storms #2) – Brandon Cornwell

After the liberation of the Greenreef islands, Elias has returned to the mainland of Lonwick, a new purpose burning in his heart; hunting down and killing the Felle general who murdered his love, and purging the land of the scourge that is the Felle. When he returns, he finds that the war brewing to the south is on the verge of erupting, and his allies back home have found themselves in dire situations. Can he muster the strength to build an army strong enough to find the vengeance he and his companions yearn for? Will the cost be too great? And what power lies behind the sudden emergence of the unholy Felle army?

In the second book of the Dynasty of Storms saga, Brandon Cornwell brings us back to the mainland of Erde to follow Elias of Stromgard as he forges a path through ancient forests, burning caverns, and wintery mountains. Challenges await and dangers lurk on his quest to find Darius Tessermyre and put his head where it belongs – on a pike.

*     *     *      *      *

War Hammer (Nate Temple #8) – Shayne Silvers

Two old dudes want to kill me. Oh, and one of them is my ancestor…

And after centuries of practice, they’re pretty good at the whole murder thing. But at least they want to kill each other just as badly.

Now, I’ve taken down a Greek Goddess, worn a Horseman’s Mask, and I ride a homicidal unicorn who hates rainbows with a passion. Some might say sending two senior citizens to a permanent retirement home should be a breeze.

It ain’t.

Because that’s not my biggest concern. One of my friends is in danger, or possibly dying, and I need to get her back before her fiancé kills me. But finding her introduces me to new worlds of pain. The biggest of these being my own past – which has been a blatant lie – and a parting gift from my parents – which might have just been the coin toss for the Apocalypse Olympics.

I’m beginning to realize that none of the old Gods, Legends, or Monsters have been idle the last few centuries. They’ve been waiting, picking sides, and scheming schemes.

Of course, maybe one of those two old dudes will punch my ticket and save me the headache. A wizard can Hope, right? Because either way, I’m about to have a very bad series of days…

  Fantasy and Adventure New Release Roundup: 2 December 2017 published first on http://ift.tt/2zdiasi