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redysetdare · 1 year ago

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Recently decided to update the designs of my Arcane Detectives Club characters!

In order we have: Salem (he/him), Callum (they/them), Simon (he/him), Selena, (she/her), Percy (they/them), Judas (he/him/de/dem), Déjà (ve/vem), Aldric (he/him), and Alais (he/him/they/them)!

Huge infodump under the cut

Henlo these are my little magic guys please like them sghjfd

but really, this is my semi-modern fantasy story that I've had for a little over 4 years now.

the story followed Callum and Salem, two orphans who get sent off to a prestigious boarding school known as Opalwood Academy. Opalwood academy is a school that along side normal school curriculum also has classes dedicated to fostering magically gifted students. Only though with potentially strong magical abilities are able to join the school, which is how Salem and Callum got in. The story followed their school life but most importantly the club they join in the library, the Arcane detectives club.

The ADC originally started as a mystery book group where the members would read mystery novels or look up real world mysteries to try and solve. Though they soon become actual detectives after a spree of bad pranks start happening in the school. The story after that point followed multiple real mysteries that the kids take upon themselves to solve; with new members joining along the way.

The characters are split into 3 groups: The ADC originals, the ADC newcomers, and non ADC memebers.

The originals are: Salem, Callum, Selena, and Percy.

Newcomers are: Simon, Deja, and Judas.

Non-ADC are: Aldric and Alais.

Prepare for some character summaries below in order of the character images above.

Salem Grimmerwold (he/him Agender)

proficiency: Reality manipulation

Class Level: 2

Salem is a 15 year old student at O.W. Academy. Salem was orphaned at a young age thanks to his curse and was sent to live in Rainshine Orphanage. While there he met his best friend, practically sibling, Callum. Due to how he is treated from his curse, Salem can come off as distant to strangers. He tends to speak politely in a disconnected manner which can seem off putting to those around him but once you get to know him you will find he can be quite the goofball.

Callum Heartstrong (they/them Nonbinary)

proficiency: Plant Magic

Class level: 2

Callum is a 15 year old student at O.W. Academy. After a tragic accident that too their parent's lives they were sent to live in Rainshine Orphanage, where they met Salem. Many would call Callum an extrovert with how much they love talking to people but they would be wrong as Callum is really just an outgoing introvert. If you were to walk into their room you'd thing you had entered a green house with how many plants they have - curiously enough, it seems Callum has the ability to talk to them.

Simon Brewer (he/him Cis)

proficiency: Alchemy

Class Level : 2

Simon is a 15 year old student at O.W. Academy. Simon is considered one of the more talented alchemist students in the Academy. He has a deep understanding of potion making, herbs, and magical effects and is able to create potions that most students have yet to learn. Unfortunately, this has made him the target of a few jealous students...

Selena Winters (she/her Cis)

proficiency: Illusions

Class Level: 3

Selena is a 16 year old student at O.W. Academy. She is the president of the Arcane Detectives club, having started it when she was level 2. When she first started the ADC it was a book club specifically about reading mystery books and the such. She works as the assistant at the library and can often be found walking amongst the shelves.

Perseus "Percy" Bronwyn (they/them Androgyne)

proficiency: Animal magic

Class level: 3

Percy is a 15 year old student at O.W. Academy. Percy's specialty is in animal magic but they have been secretly been practicing the controversial magic of necromancy. With their dream to be a veterinarian for magical creatures, they believe that necromancy can help them save more animals - even if the use of it could get them in trouble with the school. Percy also has the ability to turn into an owl.

Judas Ambrose (He/Him/De/Dem Genderweird)

proficiency: Charms

Class Level: 3

Judas is a 14 year old student at O.W. Academy. Judas is one of few students who take night classes at the Academy, which has lead to student's speculating if he is a vampire or not. He is rather skittish and avoids any questions related to him possibly being a vampire, causing rumors to spread more. De doesn't seem all that thrilled being in the public eye, often hiding in deir dorm room and only leaving for classes.

Déjà Vasilis (Ve/Vem Cosmicgender)

proficiency: time manipulation

Class Level: 2

Deja is a 14 year old student at O.W. Academy. No one knows how Ve has such high grades while also slacking off at any given moment. Ve also have the uncanny ability to finish peoples sentences or predict events before they happen. some are convinced that ve may be using time magic to perfect their classes - but of course no one can prove it and Deja sure won't confirm such an accusation lest they get in trouble with the school for the use of a highly regulated magic.

Aldric Gardner (he/him Transman)

proficiency: Magic absorption and amplification

Aldric, while he may not look it, is actually around 500 years old. After being caught partaking in black magic he was locked away in a magical amulet. Passed around as old jewelry he somehow made his way into the hands of two young O.W. students, Callum and Salem. Aldric decides to team up with the kids in hopes that they may be able to release him from his amulet prison. Though, has he really learned his lesson as he claims?

Alais Locke (He/Him/They/Them Demiboy)

proficiency: reanimation magic

Alais is a mysterious warlock who no one recognizes as an O.W. Academy student. Yet, when things start to go missing around the school all evidence is pointing to them. Who are they and what exactly are they looking for at the Academy? (Alais' arc is still a WIP so just know that his story will likely change as i brainstorm it more)

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foxys-fantasy-tales · 11 months ago

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OC Kiss Week Day Two - Rain

I'm going to do eight days instead of seven because I want one kiss for EVERY ship in Arigale! This is going to be tough lol. Also, these are canon events and will likely be slotted into the books to come in various places whether that be as flashbacks or present day events, so you have been warned. So excited to take part in @ockissweek again! Word Count: 2.4k Characters: Skye and Aldric TW: Some mentions to kidnapping and torture but no shown scenes.

Skye stumbled back from the unexpected shove. He yelped as he fell onto his tail and drew it out from under him with his hand. From the creaky inn flooring all he could see was the ignited, disgusted weight in Rahat’s countenance staring back down. “Him? Of all people, you knew he was watching us from afar and you chose to keep quiet? In case your mind has faltered, that man nearly ruined my legs. He tortured you and Ri after kidnapping. He serves Yani!”

“You think I don’t know all that? I was the one there,” Skye argued. He pushed himself back to his feet and leaned on the door with his hand on the knob. The two stared at one another, one boiling and clenching his fists, as Skye’s tail swished to let out his bit of agitation. “And I’ve explained, ever since we came back, that Aldric did what he felt he could for us. We might have starved without him sneaking us food he made. He tried to help Rita’s anxiety when he did as he was ordered. Most wouldn’t. Fuck, her old healers hardly cared for that. He saved my life by making a convenient excuse when Yani wanted me gone. They didn’t need me. He made a reason.” “He made Yani stronger is what he did. You saw him with us that day. What? Some down in the dumps old corpse shows up and your caring instincts go wild?” Rahat asked. “All I’m saying is we’ve already seen worse people make comebacks. There’s a clear intent, but he’s hesitant, and for a good reason with what happened to him. Like how you’re hesitant with Toshi.”

“Don’t get me started. I’m not happy having him about, considering how he inadvertently made me what I am now, but this is different even from that. He’s alive because of Yani. He’s connected. Letting him close could get us all killed!” “Look, I didn’t mean for him to-” Skye began, but Rahat growled and slammed a fist over his head. Crackling wood made Skye’s ears pin as he froze.

“Get. Out.”

“Rahat, I’m sorry if I worried you, but trust me on this. Please.”

Skye’s big brown eyes did nothing to assuage the fury on display. He found he couldn’t blame his friend, so tail tucked, Skye twisted the knob and slammed the door behind him. While racing down the halls toward fresh air outside, he paused and looked at his and Mille’s room. Rita was in there. He wished she’d have stuck up for him, but she’d been so dazed in their captivity that he doubted she could say much, even if she were willing to stand up to her lover on the matter of her torturer. Good gods. He did sound like he lost it. Skye grit his teeth and pushed on out the wide double doors and into the pouring rain. Not ideal weather, but the cold and wet felt deserved after upsetting his closest friends. The others were all concerned as well about the correspondence, yet Rita and Rahat were closest to the matter. She once trusted him to look after Blue way back when. It felt like a lifetime, not a matter of years. The distance in her eyes as Rahat told her what he found was a sharper strike than the former’s hit.

“You’ll catch your death.”

“Aldric?” Skye turned toward the source of the voice. The reflection of his blazing red eyes was magnified by the thick spectacles he wore, so the man wasn’t hard to find in the dark. The tree he was under had thick enough branches, even if leaves were few, to hinder the rain a little. Skye rushed over and started to squeeze at his long braid and tail as he shivered.

“Just a refreshing jaunt. What are you still doing out here? I thought you fled.”

“I needed to make sure my informant was well first. What matters is you all think I fled.”

“Don’t call me that,” Skye urged. His eyes narrowed as he craned his head up from his stooped pose to meet the man’s eyes. He crossed his arms to hold in some of his warmth, though the chill and air were helping to clear up some of his hurt, at least the ones on the inside.

“Very well. What would you have me call our arrangement then?” Aldric asked.

That gave Skye pause. He’d like to say friends, but Aldric had laughed that off before, or what passed as laughter. The stern downturn of his scarred lips made Skye press his own together in a firm line and straighten his back. Thunder and lightning cracked overhead and ruffled his damp fur.

“Acquaintance? I don’t know. That seems a bit too little for what all happened. Plus, Rita and I saw you daily for months. Hardly an acquaintance then, but maybe you’d reconsider friend?” Shit. He said it anyway. Skye smoothed back the short, cropped layers of hair surrounding his face. The drips of cold rain carried down his cheeks and chin, with more falling through the gaps in the tree above than he liked. The sound reminded him of the awful state of the cell he’d shared for so long. The steady drip of leaking was constant, so much so he’d begun to time his songs to it to kill time. It was only when he began to hum one of the tunes that he realized Aldric had been silent and cocked an ear toward him as he leaned it up to his lips to listen.

“How about mutual aid?” Aldric asked.

“What?” Skye laughed and held his ribs in place. “Quite a title, and may I ask what aid you’ve offered recently? I’ve supplied you with lots of reasons to try and save this plane, or at least not continue seeking its end with that pompous prick of a boss you have.” “Which could also cost my life.” Skye wilted. He didn’t need that reminder. His throat ran dry, but thankfully all he had to do was tip his head back to drink some of the rainwater. He made a show of it, tongue out to catch as much as he could and leaning to where the drops fell thickest. Aldric just shook his head as Skye swallowed a big gulp. The cheeky grin Skye added in only deepened Aldric’s scowl. “You’re truly trying to reach an untimely death. These trees are often diseased. Parasites and who knows what they water could drag along.” “Good thing I know an amazing healer then, one who owes me mutual aid.”

“Why do you insist on still using that title?” Aldric asked.

“Why do you refuse to use the simple word ‘friend’?” Aldric scoffed and declined to answer. Skye looked back to the inn, the only one around for miles, and heaved a sigh. The shutters were all down. No light shined but from a couple of windows, one of which just blew out a flickering candle.

“Looks like I’m a homeless cat myself for the night. Funny turn of events, huh? You have a spot you’re staying.”

“Not welcome.”

Being shot down so thoroughly stung, but Skye was nothing if not stubborn as the rest of the people Judith had brought together here. “Then can you spare a bit of coin for me to get my own room?” “Ah, so this walk you mentioned was under more duress than you let on. Hardly surprising.”

“Well, you were hanging about to check on me! You couldn’t go inside, so what, wait until the morning when we go?” He shuddered and blew a wet piece of hair, but it remained firmly stuck over his cheek.

“Yes.”

“What? Why? My information is hardly anything special you know, and my whole defense of friendship and love looks a bit flat right now.”

“I wasn’t going to tread there unless you did. Since we are on the same path, why?” Aldric asked. He removed his glasses. A silver cloth was drawn from his pants pocket to wipe the lenses, but the chill and worsening rain made them rather useless regardless. With a groan of discontent, he placed them in a case and into his coat pocket.

Skye felt his throat tighten as he watched. His eyes should have been a terror, but all he saw was sympathy buried within the blood red tones. His face went slack a moment. Perhaps the others had a point. For some reason, he felt a bit too close to all this, to Aldric in particular. He rubbed at his neck and smacked his lips. He cleared his throat. He pulled a number of stalling measures while fussing with his tail and clothes.

“You didn’t answer my question,” Aldric said.

Skye groaned and sucked on his teeth. His tail flipped about behind him the second he let it go and rain drenched it all over again. No helping it. He closed his eyes to the eerie, entrancing light of Aldric’s and leaned on the tree trunk with his legs crossed and hands clenched in his pockets. “I understand you,” Skye whispered. His voice was nearly drowned out by the rain, but Aldric leaned in and nodded.

“Really? I have some trouble believing that.” “It’s true. You can stand out here worried in the rain about someone you hurt, someone you really hardly know, all because of something you want. Information, right? No, Aldric. You want hope. I’m good at giving it. It’s why I ran the shelter. It’s why I sing. It’s why I agreed to your deal. I see the same in you I saw in all those who made bad choices and ended up in my care. Rahat’s right that I can’t help but get involved with those in need, even the worse ones, even someone who nearly killed my friends.” He scoffed and lifted his eyes to look at Aldric’s again. Nose to nose, Skye found his ears flipping about in time with his stomach.

Aldric didn’t seem to change a bit. He was steel. His hair fell flat and damp, sticking to him far worse than Skye’s short hair. The man’s face was running rivulets down off his chin from the storm. Something about it all made him look more normal. Aldric was always so put together and professional, scarily so. He followed orders and worked himself to the bone. He couldn’t feel pain much at all and it showed in how he fought with grotesque brutality.

Yet he had been a healer before it all went up in flames. He was an expert in damaging his opponents right where it would hurt, but he’d not killed anyone yet to Skye’s knowledge. Quite a feat for the position he found himself in. Aldric waited patiently for more, though Skye was finding it difficult to dislodge the words as his heart began to feel like it filled his chest and throat. “I still harmed them terribly. Mentally, Rita may not make a full recovery from that trauma. Physically, Rahat is lucky to still have most of the use of his legs. There was a high chance it wouldn’t end that way, but I seem to underestimate you Indimal’s healing prowess. Your bodies are stronger than those I once treated,” Aldric prompted. “You could have easily finished the job with the shape you had him in. Showing mercy is more than most victors do at times like this. I still think you’re more healer than violent lackey. You just want something to believe in. Your people killed you mercilessly for saving someone in a way they didn’t approve of. I can’t imagine I’d be different from you if I’d been done like that for running my shelter. We both want to end the pain. Once upon a time I lost someone and I… I considered your way then. Burn it all. Let them beg and close my eyes as it all went to black around me, yet I didn’t. We both picked a different road, but you could turn back. Others have. Chit and Toshi both escaped Yani.”

“They had lives they could still salvage. Chit was unmarked. Toshi was still in possession of a beating heart once those two finished with him. I don’t possess that luxury.”

“Really?” Skye pressed his hand on Aldric’s chest and the stiff clothing gave way to the large indent and scarred ridges he’d seen once before. His breath caught and halted in his chest. Eyes remained focused on keeping contact with Aldric’s, though the latter began to pull away with a look of discomfort.

“I should leave. You should find a dry spot even if the rooms are currently out of reach. Perhaps the stable.”

“Hey, wait,” Skye pleaded.

He couldn’t be sure what overcame him. Maybe the disapproval of his friends had him in a tough spot too. Maybe Aldric was oddly cold and he wanted to share a bit of warmth, though he knew he wouldn’t get sick. Probably wouldn’t feel a bit of discomfort with Yani’s power flowing through him, yet Skye hoped he felt this.

His eyes closed the moment their lips touched. Aldric inhaled sharply, but static ran down Skye’s tail, so he pressed in a little more. The uneven texture from Aldric’s scar cut across both lips, and Skye found it incredibly personal suddenly. His hands reached for the buttons on Aldric’s top. One popped and he smiled through the kiss. Maybe he could show the same affection for his other scars. The second button popped and Aldric withdrew from the kiss with a similar sound. He was out of breath with the rain pouring into his gaping mouth as he shoved his long silver hair back from his face and turned to the sky.

Skye grabbed him by the jacket and the deep maroon leather crinkled under his tight grip. He noticed how hard he was breathing by the fog in front of his face at the same time those red lights of Aldric’s eyes turned back to him.

“I-I wanted to uh, to…” What had he wanted? His ears fell flat as he struggled to comprehend what he just did. “We’re both um… You shouldn’t have to feel alone making your choice. I’d have made a much worse one if I hadn’t had others for perspective. I’ll keep providing that for you, but no more intimate details. No lies to my friends, if they’ll have me back.”

Aldric’s face was more lined and strained than Skye had ever expected to see it. The steel was warping, if only slightly. He snapped back to straight posture and nodded, but Skye could see him biting his lips as he turned away and walked into the vast emptiness of the landscape. Tagging: @jezifster, @fracturedfable, and @wynters-writings If you would like to be added please fill this out: FORM LINK

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