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happy mother's day to (arcano version);
ymir | zoya arcano | unni arcano
iolanthe arcano | reyna arcano | azora arcano
else lionette | annika arcano | semele thorne @kathrynalicemc
#founders era#hphl#hpfb#riddle era#hphm#hpma#mother's day#ymir#oc: zoya arcano#unni arcano#iolanthe arcano#reyna arcano#else lionette#annika arcano#oc: semele thorne#myedit*#mine*
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This is amazingggg. Poor Esmee 😥💔
The Phoenix Archives
Entry 1 - Silent Night
Semele belongs to @endlessly-cursed 💕
London, England - December 17th, 1997
She watched as the snow fell gently outside the living room window in the darkness of the evening. It was completely silent, the only sounds that could be heard was the resonant ticking of a grandfather clock on the opposite side of the room and her own quiet breaths.
She had white hair and her face was wrinkled from the passage of time, over eighty years in fact. The woman currently rocked back and forth in her rocking chair. Her eyes wandered around the room taking in the familiar sights of her house. The Christmas tree was the only source of light in the darkened room, its warm lights throwing a dim halo of light onto the nearby cold and empty fireplace. Dozens of picture frames were strewn across the mantle above it, the smiling faces of the woman’s children and grandchildren looking down at her. Her eyes then darted towards the front door, a gleaming golden wreath peeking back at her through the frosted glass.
The woman was alone in the house tonight as her family were away on holiday. She would normally be in bed at this time. However, tonight was different. Tonight she sat and waited.
The time passed slowly and silently. The rhythmic ticking of the clock and the dancing flurry of the snow lulled her. The clock read ten minutes past nine when the woman’s breaths slowed and her eyes drooped. The darkness took hold for what felt like forever and also no time at all. Before long, the grandfather clock chimed the new hour. The deep echoes stirred her from her sleep, her eyes flicking open and closed repeatedly as she roused.
It was a few seconds before she noticed the change within the dark room. A shadowed figure now stood in front of the fireplace, his back to the woman as he inspected the pictures.
Not even the darkest shadows could conceal the identity of this man from the woman. His long white hair shone through the darkness, mirroring her own.
“Hello, my daughter,” his deep voice finally broke the peaceful silence of the evening seconds before he turned around to face her.
A chill ran down her spine as her fathers cold eyes met hers. His face was sharp and handsome and had none of the wrinkles hers had. The last time she saw him was nearly fifty years ago and yet he was identical. It was like looking at a memory of the past.
“I knew you were coming,” Esmee Amaranthine’s voice was hoarse as she spoke to her father.
Eme answered with a deep chuckle, his hand raising up in the air as his eyes scanned the photo he currently held.
“Cute family. A shame you didn’t invite me to the wedding.”
“I would have, but you were too busy that day being locked up in Azkaban. And every day since.”
A chuckle escaped Eme’s lips, or was it a hiss? His mouth curled into a smirk but there was a hint of annoyance and anger behind his usually indifferent eyes.
“When I finally arrested you and threw you in there, I always knew it wouldn’t hold you forever.”
“It was a worthy attempt. You even went so far as to recruit your children and grandchildren to your cause. I recognized them instantly when they would come for inspections.”
“I guess fighting you runs in the family. Aunt Eleanor would agree,” Esmee replied flatly.
A silence stretched out again, the ticking of the clock taking over the room. Esmee took in her fathers face, her mind predicting what he would say next.
“They are far away from here. Don’t even think you could find them, I hid them well.”
“I guess we’ll see about that,” he shrugged coolly and placed the frame back on the mantle.
“You don’t scare me, you know. You never did. I knew you were coming for me. I’ve had fifty years to make peace with it,” Esmee stated, her eyes trailing one last time around her house. The Christmas decorations twinkled brightly, giving her comfort. Her eyes lingered for just a few seconds on the pictures behind Eme. “If you are going to do it, then do it.”
“Oh, you don’t get to rush this,” Eme grinned as he walked forward, his hand reaching into his coat.
The North Sea - Twelve Hours Earlier, December 17th
Eleanor watched Azkaban disappear into the horizon from her position on the deck of the Jörmungandr as they raced away. She didn’t know where they were going, but she almost wished she was still in there.
“What’s wrong? I thought you would be glad to be away from that hellhole,” Kaari called out from his spot at the bow of the ship.
“You have no idea what you have done,” she muttered, her hoarse voice almost lost over the crashing of the waves.
“What do you mean?”
“My brother. They will release him and he will come after me.”
“He will have to find us first.”
Eleanor could tell there was fear in his eyes that he tried to hide with a smile. She was good at reading people.
The ride was quiet after that, Kaari taking occasional worried glances at his passenger. It wasn’t until a few hours had passed that Eleanor’s tormented and confused mind started to remember the events before her capture.
“Wait! Do you know anyone named Esmee by any chance?”
“Esmee? I don’t believe I know her. Unless you are talking about that gorgeous redhead I met in a pub once,” Kaari grinned before seeing the scowl on Eleanor’s face. “But I doubt you are.”
“No, she would be around eighty or so. I don’t even know if she is still alive, but if she is you need to find her immediately. She needs protection.”
“What, why? Who is she?”
“It doesn’t matter. Just make sure she’s safe. Eme would want to kill her when he gets out.”
“Alright. Once we get to Skalafell I’ll contact the Resistance and get someone to find her.”
However, Eleanor didn’t look convinced. She hardly knew this man and put no trust in this Resistance. She owed them nothing for breaking her out so who’s to say he would keep his word?
Skalafell, Norway - December 17th, 1997, 6:38 PM
The wooden floorboards creaked under his boots as Kaari Arcano quickly dashed towards the fireplace in the kitchen of the Arcano house. With a flourish of his hand and a wave of his wand in the other, floo powder hit the stones and ignited. The flames roared from green into a scarlet red as the magic from Kaari’s wand activated a spell. Only a few seconds passed before the flames shifted and formed a face he knew all too well.
The beautiful face of Semele Thorne stared back at him through the blaze. He had to admit, she was twice as attractive when her lips and eyes were made of crimson fire.
“Calling me back so soon, Arcano? Once wasn’t enough for you? I thought you only did flings. I must have really made an impact on you,” she teased with a playful smile.
“This is strictly business, Ms Thorne. I have a job for you.”
Semele’s eyebrows shot up at the formal address, “Is that right? Why come to me?”
“Let’s just say I trust in your skill set. You are one of the most skilled people in combat and information gathering I’ve ever met. Well, besides me of course,” he added with a smirk at the end, dropping the formality and giving in to her charm so he could flirt for just a second.
“You flatter me, Arcano,” she replied with a sarcastic swoon.
“I should warn you, there is a chance you might run into a very dangerous individual. Do not engage with him under any circumstances. This is strictly a locate and retrieve mission.”
“Got it.”
“In fact, you don’t have to take the mission if you don’t feel comfortable with it. This man should not be underestimated. You will die if you fight him,” Kaari’s face suddenly became serious.
“I’m in,” Semele didn’t hesitate. “So who’s the priority?”
Esmee’s House, London, England - December 17th, 1997, 10:15 PM
The house was dark as Semele Thorne waited in the shadows across the street. Her sharp eyes narrowed and scanned her regular scouting pattern. There were no lights or signs of movement inside, nor anything similar on the nearby houses. The front door was closed and so were the windows. There was no obvious damage to any part of the house. No people walked along the street. Now was her chance.
She slipped out from her hiding place and briskly crossed the street, her head down and hands in her pockets as she tried to remain discreet. She would jump the fence and loop around to the back of the house and enter from there.
A few seconds later, after deftly unlocking the window with a wave of her wand, she found herself standing in a darkened kitchen. Semele waited and listened for any sounds of movement within the house but all she heard was silence. So she decided to enter the next room.
“Fuck,” she breathed, barely a whisper to break the silence.
A figure sat slumped in the rocking chair on the far side of the living room. Even from this distance and in low light, Semele’s deft eyes could still see the trails of blood down the woman’s face.
Immediately, her wand came out and she scanned the room top to bottom and left to right. Once she was certain she was truly alone, she quietly crept closer to the woman.
This was indeed Esmee Amaranthine. She was too late to save her. Blood dripped from her eyes, nose, and ears but there was no other obvious sign of injury. Semele knew this was indicative of the cruciatus curse. She was tortured with extreme pain until the stress on her system killed her. The blood itself was still bright red and fresh, so she must have just missed it.
Semele sighed deeply, shaking her head and hanging it remorsefully. What a terrible way to go. Kaari was right, the man who did this was dangerous.
She stood up and looked around the room again, this time taking in the small details of the woman’s personal life. The elegant grandfather clock ticked away as Semele looked upon the faces in the photos. Esmee had a wonderful and full life by the looks of it.
A thought struck her and Semele grabbed a picture frame, the same Eme once held only minutes ago. She flipped it over in her hand and undid the back, pulling the photo from its frame. She smiled as she found the names of the people within the photograph inscribed upon the back in loopy cursive handwriting.
Semele put the frame back down and tucked the picture safely into her coat pocket. She would report Esmee’s fate to the Resistance and then try to locate her family. They deserved to know.
Then, as quickly and quietly as she arrived, Semele Thorne left the house and disappeared into the cold winter night.
#the phoenix resistance#hphm#the phoenix archives#hogwarts mystery#tpr#tpa#esmee amaranthine#eme amaranthine#kaari arcano#eleanor amaranthine#oc: semele thorne
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🖋 Gimme Dad!Kaari 🥺
He is literally so chaotic with his kids. Though with his first born when she’s very small he is instantly so cautious and worried and in protective soft mode. But then she grows to be a rowdy toddler and insists to follow him everywhere and never cries when she falls down so Kaari is like RECKLESS MODE ACTIVATED and puts her in a basket down the stairs and shit like that. She also loves going on Ryoko and being near dragons.
He’s a lot more calm with the other two as newborns and isn’t terrified. He doesn’t quite match the same craziness with Mik or Lenny purely because they have different energies and I know for sure that Mik prefers to sit quietly and read. He does play quidditch and work out but it’s more for fitness and meditation and not for the sheer joy of doing dangerous stuff.
Kaari spoils all three of them though. And doesn’t like to punish them, that’s Semele’s job 😌 and usually she punishes Kaari right along with them as he usually instigates the trouble.
#hphm#hogwarts mystery#oc asks#kaari arcano#semele thorne#siv arcano thorne#mikael arcano thorne#lennox arcano thorne
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For Artemis and the Cursed Vaults, could I please have Semele Thorne's POV, please? 🫶🏻
Hi! Thank you so much for sending this in. From The Vaults is actually about getting into the heads of the characters from the series/game itself, not OCs. I’m so happy to see that you’re interested in this project, but I’m only accepting submissions about the canon characters for this one. Sorry, I should have made that clearer in the original post!
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she's everything ; he's just k(en)aari @kathrynalicemc
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ok but Gigi and Semele? 👀
They should hook up. As a treat
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happy birthday, semele thorne! 20th of august, 1973
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I loved the concept and had to make my version of them 😩 @potionboy3
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Love me some Thorcano angst
Whumptober Day 15: Delirium
The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug (2013)
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Semele: You're saying I can't fight because I'm a woman!
Kaari: No, I'm saying you can't fight because you're wearing a wedding dress!
Semele: C'mon, even Aldéric could do it!
Aldéric: Probably not, but I'd make a killer bride
@kathrynalicemc @cursed-herbalist
#hphm#hogwarts mystery#oc: semele thorne#kaari arcano#aldéric durand#oc incorrect quotes#hphm incorrect quotes
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hp women appreciation week, day one; favourite women of mine of all time
primrose gray
lucie cromwell
elodie dubois
jude dubois
brunhilda of cologne
semele thorne
#hpwomenaw#hp victorian era#oc: primrose sabrina gray#oc: lucie cromwell#oc: elodie dubois#oc: jude dubois#oc: brunhilde of cologne#oc: semele thorne#my edits*#mine*#hphm#riddle era#founder's era#fbawtft
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hp battle edits; primrose gray vs isabelle dubois & semele thorne
It seems that Primrose cannot solo everyone in my universe 🤷🏻♀ don't take it personally, not everyone is invincible 😁 these two are worthy winners and Primrose is honoured to lose this one
#hp victorian era#hphm#mc: isabelle dubois#oc: primrose sabrina gray#oc: semele thorne#video edit#myedits*#myvideo*#battle edit
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Kaari: I win
Semele: I've got you pinned against the wall
Kaari: I know ;)
@kathrynalicemc had to do it lol
#hphm#hogwarts mystery#oc: semele thorne#kaari arcano#semele x kaari#thorcano#oc incorrect quotes#hp incorrect quotes
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Semele: Kaari's so stupid, I can't believe I'm marrying him
Aldéric: You don't have to though
Semele, watching him twerk on a desk: Nah, I'm gonna
@kathrynalicemc @cursed-herbalist
#hphm#hogwarts mystery#oc: semele thorne#aldéric durand#kaari arcano#thorcano#hphm incorrect quotes#oc incorrect quotes#hp incorrect quotes#kansjsjsja she took a look at this fucking stupid norwegian man and said 'baby daddy goes brrr'
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Siv: Hey mom, what's the difference between a pregnant woman and a lightbulb?
Semele: What, Syvanna?
Siv: You can unscrew the lightbulb
Kaari: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA
@kathrynalicemc
#hphm#hpma#oc: semele thorne#siv arcano thorne#kaari arcano#hphm incorrect quotes#oc incorrect quotes#guess who's grounded and who's sleeping on the couch
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Paulo: I need some relationship advice
Kaari: Look, just because I married Semele doesn't mean that I know how the hell I pulled that off, okay?
@kathrynalicemc
#hogwarts mystery#hphm#hphm incorrect quotes#oc incorrect quotes#paulo rivera#kaari arcano#thorcano#oc: semele thorne
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