#person: rhia

[sabinabrutus]

who: @bloodyrhiannon​ where: the morning at rhia’s place notes: based on this prompt

Sneaking out a vampire was a bad idea from the start, Rhia had no desire for sleep and quite often would only lie down with the halfblood after rounds between the sheets in curtesy of the cambion. Sabina hadn’t planned on it but she rarely planned on anything -- she woke up in the dead of the night with her heart pounding fast and the vampire’s arm looped around her waist did not present the normal comfort. There’s this state of misery that the cambion has brought upon herself but refuses to give voice too as she’ll lose the vampire completely but she knows Rhia is still in love with the past and it’s not enough for her anymore -- she’s always wanted to be loved selfishly, without thought of anyone else, to consume and devour.

Restlessness plagued her so she went to visit Sylvie -- the only company she’s been able to tolerate lately. Even as the faiman has a sugary sweet disposition that would normally stop her in the tracks, it seems there’s an exception for everything. They talked late into the night.

The floor creaks as the cambion sneaks in and is met with Rhia’s words. “I’m not joining them still. Their halfblood house could burn for all I care. They still only care about the fey and just masquerade to give a shit about the more scary halfbloods.”

[konohamaru-sensei]

thanks to @imyourcoopid for this amazing commission. I'm so in awe how the image in my head has come to life T_T <3

(fantasy au overview)

[hueningsloverr]

would yall believe me if i said i based like 1/3 of the dialogue in oceans away off of me simping for men irl that dont know i exist💀

[alatariel-galadriel]

3 Common Misconception: HIPAA Edition

(aka I have HIPAA tattooed under my eyelids and I want to make it everyone else’s problem)

This is pedantic, but the act protecting your health information is HIPAA, not HIPPA. One ‘p’, two ‘a’s. HIPAA stands for the Health Insurance Portability and Accountability Act, not the oft-quoted (and non-existent) Health Information Privacy & Protection Act. Not a huge deal, since it protects your health information regardless, but it’s a pretty decent metric to mark if someone actually knows what they’re talking about.

HIPAA protects you from employees of healthcare organizations sharing your information without your consent.  HIPAA violations occur when someone who has access to your medical information *as part of their job* either a) purposely accesses information outside of their job requirements b) shares your health information without your consent or c) puts health information in a position where it can be improperly accessed by others, purposefully or not. You can shout your medical information to the hills. People who you've told your medical information to can shout it to the hills, so long as they didn’t get that information through their job. People can demand that you share your information--but your doctor can’t hand it over without your consent.

Exceptions to HIPAA exist. There's quite a few of them, actually, and I’ve made a detailed list below the cut; but to correct the biggest misconception: yes, there are situations where health care employees are required to share your information with the government. This typically falls under mandatory reporting (think child abuse, gunshot wounds, or highly infectious diseases), but your information can also be accessed via warrant or subpoena for criminal proceedings.

Here is the government’s webpage breaking down the HIPAA Privacy Rule if you want to know more! I love love love HIPAA and will gladly talk about it for as long as anyone will let me (hence the cut below).

Detailed breakdown of HIPAA exceptions under the cut:

TPO: This stands for Treatment, Payment and Operations, because if your health info was on complete lockdown, no healthcare entity could function. Employees can access/share your info when that info is necessary for them to...

Provide treatment (ie: your nurse can share your info with your doctor)

 Receive payment (ie: giving your info to your insurance company)

Maintain operations (ie: health data/medical records staff. This is me--as a health systems analyst, I can’t do my job without access to the data within the medical records system)

Public Interest: ie: when required by law/governmental function. This includes:

Mandatory reporting (discussed above. Healthcare professionals are required to report infectious diseases like measles or rabies, as well as incidents like gunshot wounds or domestic violence.)

Health oversight activities. These are the organizations who evaluate and investigate whether a facility meets safety/performance regulations and standards. Trust me, you want your info shared with these folks!! 

 Law Enforcement. I’m going to be really specific here, because there’s been a lot of (justifiable) concern post-Roe v Wade. Your info can be shared if it is is…

Subpoenaed, court ordered, or court-ordered warrant by a court, judge, or administrative tribunal

 Requested by law enforcement to id a suspect, fugitive, witness, or missing person

 Requested by law enforcement for info about a victim/suspected victim of crime

 To alert law enforcement of a person’s death if the organization believes a crime has occurred

If the healthcare organization believes the information is evidence of a crime that occurred on its premises.

In emergency situations, providers can share information about the nature of a crime, the location of crime/victims, and the perpetrator of the crime.

Decedents: Funeral directors, coroners, and medical examiners all need your info to do their jobs, Being deceased, you can’t give your authorization, so an healthcare org sharing your info with them is not a HIPAA violation

Organ/Eye/Tissue donation: pretty self-explanatory. Some of your information as a donor might be shared to ensure a healthy transplant.  

Research (limited data sets): This one tends to freak people out, but if you’re on one of these, anything that can identify you is removed (name, address, etc.). Instead, details of specific conditions/treatments are stored to provide data for researchers. For example, every state has, by law, a cancer registry--used to identify sudden spikes that might be attributable to environmental factors.

Serious threats to health/safety. If a serious, specific threat is made against a person or the public, this can be shared with law enforcement and the person who the threat is made against. There’s a lot of grey area here in what counts as a specific threat, and this can get complicated quickly, but if someone tells a medical professional that they are planning on harming you, you will be notified alongside law enforcement. Likewise for a bomb or other public threat.

Essential government functions. If you are in prison or other correctional facility, you are not protected by HIPAA. Some government benefit programs will require the disclosure of health information. (It also includes national security and military missions).

And last, but not least: worker’s compensation. Healthcare orgs have to share parts of your information for you to receive worker’s comp, as part of the verification process. Fantastic!

[stopthefeeling]

Oh Buck's abandonment issues are in full force with Abby here

[loopylooly]

That's right i did something guys

[draslihanxfahri-bailey]

She nodded, acknowledging his request and grabbing a water bottle from the mini fridge. With the woman being so easy to forget to take care of herself once she's in the middle of working, the fridge had been one of the investments to ensure she drank and snack for a moment before getting back to work. Plus, it helped keep options available for the girls, Eli, Phoebe, and anyone else who may stop by, such as now. Asli had made sure to give him the water before checking on Rhia, having made sure that she was awake before picking her up. The four month old couldn't tear her eyes away from the man before her. While she was starting to recognize those that were in her life the most, the baby was taken back whenever she saw someone new. Yet, and much to Asli's delight, she always seemed happy to meet them after her surprise has subdued. She began to babble, her hands reaching out to Khal, which caused the Egyptologist to giggle. "Would you like to hold her? I think she wants to spend some time with Uncle Khal." True, the two were still developing a friendship. Though the woman trusted him and knew that her girls would be safe with him. "Mm-hmm. She's horrible about sleeping on the job and seems more interesting in taking my work away from me than helping me with them or distracting me instead of letting me work; But she's utterly adorable and her laughter is sunlight, so I think I'm going to keep her around. Would you like to sit?" She gestured to the couch that overlook the botanical garden inside the glass pyramid, the garden itself involving architecture inspired by Ancient Egyptian temples. ||📜@khalilhassan

The museum never failed to ignite something within him. It was a need to know what history ran through his veins, even if he'd never known anything past Brooklyn. Would he be surprised by what he found? Disappointed? Heartbroken? It always dared to consume him whole, but he found a good distraction within the knowledge gained in every exhibit, knowledge that was only built upon by the woman before him. "Now that you mention it, a water would be nice," he countered with a raised brow and half a smile. He couldn't even form a reply before happiness filled his dark hues. He wasn't a baby person, but Selvi, and now Rhiannon? After what he'd done, he didn't deserve such softness. "Well, I'm doing a whole let better now. It's nice to meet you, Rhiannon. You can call me Khal." The agent cleared his throat as his heart thudded wildly out of guilt and regret. How could he have done something so terrible and stand there as if he hadn't? "So, is this your new assistant?"

@draslihanxfahri-bailey

[asklesbianonceler]

Metyr, The Gloam-Eyed Queen, and The Nox

Lore, item, and speculation analysis. Looking at coincidences and theories a bit closer below the cut.

This is a little more disjointed than my last analysis.

@dykeishheart Replied to your post: I would be curious to know if you think anything in particular about the finger ruins of Rhia and Dheo being shaped just like the godslayer incantation insignia. I haven't seen any people mention it before but I was almost wondering if it's a false thread, like maybe it isn't meant to look like that intentionally bc nothing in Ymir/Metyr quest uses or mentions black flame or the gloam-eyed queen. Unless we interpret Metyr's pink gazing eye as 'gloam' (twilight)

I got this reply and said "yeah, I'll finally get into this!" So thank you!!

I've mentioned vaguely having thoughts on The GEQ/Metyr connections as well as Metyr's connection to the Nox but never got into any of it concretely. I know this specific reply isn't saying Metyr and the GEQ are connected beyond this but I've seen it A LOT and I've wanted to talk about it so it's a good excuse!

You can scroll down to my "Actual Interpretation" header if you want to skip over other's theories and a brief GEQ summary

I want to start by giving an overview on the points I've seen floating around that bring up visual similarities between Metyr and the GEQ so we have a basis for this.

The pattern on Metyr's face, the fingerprint, is similar to both the shape of the godslayer incantations as well as, as user dykeishheart pointed out, the above ground finger ruins

Metyr's tail fingers are in a twist, similar to the helix on the godslayer greatsword.

The godslayer greatsword has a swirling, fingerprint-like pattern on the beginning of the blade before it breaks into a twist

The dominula cape has similar patterns to the incantation as well as the finger sorcery symbols

Jolan and Anna's armor of night, has another similar fingerprint/godslayer-like symbol on the front

My hesitancy with addressing this in detail is that I don't want people to think I'm telling them they're wrong or coming off as argumentative. This is simply my take on the theory. But we're no strangers to characters being associated with the GEQ

So without further adieu, with the points I'll be contesting laid out, here are my thoughts on why Metyr is not connected to the GEQ.

GEQ basics:

We know the GEQ had her own two fingers, was an Empyrean, and was a direct timeline competition to Marika. It seems that, to the Greater Will, they were both potential candidates vying for Elden Lord, each trying to unite the lands between, and possibly the land of shadow, to the GWs plan. It is unclear if at this time the fingers were already unsound and giving baseless messages. I personally do not believe so as these were likely the first sets of two fingers to be bestowed upon Empyreans and still in their early history. It would also make sense that the GW would want false or unfit gods killed off before it's new plan is enacted.

The GEQ controlled destined death, a key aspect of the Elden Ring and one that would be incredibly dangerous for Marika who sought godhood. Thus she and Malekith went to war against her and her Godskins

She raised her godksin from birth, turning the dead flesh of unnamed, and unimportant gods into her children- via the godskin swaddling cloth, also directly connecting her to motherhood.

The meaning of Gloam is roughly synonymous with evening, dusk, twilight, and crepuscule, a time of day characterized by sunset- a blueish to orange/sometimes purple sky. We could also interpret this as "coming to an end" the setting of the sun, the absence of light, or gold. (making her a direct foil to Marika)

Her and her apostles are associated with Black, obsidian, and a deep purple gemstone

My first question about this theory is, what is the theory specifically? That Metyr IS the GEQ or that the GEQ was a follower/champion of Metyr/sanctioned by Metyr?

ON TO

MY ACTUAL INTERPRETATIONS:

My initial thought on the godslayer seal/symbol was always that of inverted fire. A fire devoid of warmth or life, the opposite of those wielded by others in Elden Ring. This is still my interpretation. The Stone set in the middle of the seal, to me, also do not seem intentional enough for me to connect it to Metyr. Had it been anything but black I would be more inclined to give this more weight. Metyr's eye is red/orangeish, bearing an odd crossed separation down its iris. I believe there are too many similar swirling, round patterns in other incantations for this to seem concretely intentional. The Frenzy Flame, Dragon communion, and others all have a swirling in the center. The other thing setting this symbol apart from a fingerprint is the symbols between each ring.

As far as the finger ruins shape, to me they almost feel like sites of large meteor crashes, further suggested by the falling star beast. And Metyr herself is a falling star. Their shape to me feels like a trail of something hitting the ground and settling. I believe it says the lampreys aren't from the land of shadow as well but I could be wrong. They feel very alien and touched by outer presence. I think their fingerprint line shape also feels like the ripples of something crashing there.

Metyr is also a shockingly developed god in comparison to the Elden Beast, so much so that I cannot see her being or sanctioning The GEQ. As I got into in my Ymir Analysis post, Metyr is given strong characterization and emotion. She is loyal and subservient to the GW to the end. Even when she is abandoned she remains true to the purpose it gave her, grieving her corrupt children, waiting, alone, and growing resentful- but only to the point of physical violence via her thrashing and wielding of her head as a weapon. Her built up anger, as her remembrance weapon states, manifests in crushing blows of her head as a weapon. Her utmost rage is literally her beating her head against the ground in frustration, to the detriment of those around her and likely herself. She is described as a kowtower to the GW and seemingly deals with far too much of her own grief, self doubt, and obligation to come up with her own agenda or enact another agenda herself/take any matters into her own hands to the extent of the GEQ. We have also seen the result of her direct connection with others via Ymir and seeing as this is the first/only time we see finger sorcery learned from her it's unlikely anyone else ever made contact to this extent. Her connection to the GEQ is that she birthed the fingers that told the GEQ what to do.

Perhaps, as many others, the GEQ was enamored by the teachings of her two fingers and took inspiration from its form. This wouldn't be uncommon. We see fingerprints in Frenzy flame items, Nox items, and the fingerprint shield- which is an item I would like to get into a lot more in a moment. But to connect her that closely to Metyr feels incredibly out of character for Metyr. Metyr is also largely connected to int builds and sorcery. Never Faith. Even the High Priest Hat boosts both Int and Arcane, not touching upon Faith. I also believe the lack of godskins in the land of shadow is incredibly telling. If the GEQ had connections to Metyr there would surely be something mentioning her blackflame or godskins in the DLC

Both are also associated with motherhood, but to the point that i think it's the opposite of something that connects them narratively. The GEQ has such a specific and unique way of creating her children/warriors, far too different from Metyr's

As far as the connection to her tail fingers goes, there are also countless other connections to helixes being associated with the divine, a main one being the hornsent. Her sword also doesn't have the classic spinal look down the center of the blade that both the Sacred relic sword and fingerslayer blade do.

In terms of connecting dominula to the godskin, that is entirely possible, but this just comes back to my feelings on the godslayer symbol. Connecting anything at all to the finger sorcery symbol would be baseless. This design takes far too much inspiration from the Carian and Raya Lucarian sigils to not be something Ymir created for his own sorceries, thus unique to the land of shadow and his studying of Metyr.

Metyr also seems far too connected to the stars for me to associate her with someone who's name means dusk- a time of day characterized by sunlight still being in the sky albeit fading. You really can't see stars during this time and certainly not enough for them to seem bright. She is far more associated with pure night than evening. Great segway.

The Nox and the Fingerprints and a Slayed God

Like I wanted GEQ lore in the dlc. I wanted to know more about her. But I truly think she's dead :(

I think sometimes we're just looking for GEQs so much that maybe we're overlooking some smaller revelations from the Metyr quest.

Specifically in regards to the Nox's reason for banishment and the fingerslayer blade.

Jolan and Anna are nox swordhands of Night. Their armor describes the swordhands as being born deep underground and their armor bears the fingerprint marking- actually described as a fingerprint in the description this time. But they don't wear this armor because they are in Metyr/Ymir's service. They arrived at the land of shadow wearing this armor that is designed to keep them in the dark and there were more than just two of them. We find the armor on a corpse in a body bag in bonny gaol, next to multiple other bodybags. But we can say for sure there were at least three swordhands here. And they must have had a purpose here for them to be the only Nox in the lands of shadow.

And this got me thinking. What other items specifically reference fingerprints and at first it just seems like frenzy items which seemed like a dead end. But there's one specific item that although related to frenzy, references a time before that- The fingerprint stone shield which is "part of the tomb of an ancient god---- the very seeds from which frenzy first started" So similar to Godwyn's death, a death created an unforeseen consequence, but who was this god? Who killed him? Well, aside from the GEQ, there is one other group of people known for knowing how to kill gods. The Nox. And they had a reason to do so. The Fingerslayer blade is born of a corpse and bears a similar helix and spinal design to the sacred relic sword, implying it is from the body of a god. The sword of a vassal/god that is capable of killing another. Perhaps this was the god the Nox killed in order to create the blade. Perhaps they did not kill this god themselves and merely robbed it's grave and defiled the body by rending the fingerslayer blade from it. The recurring fingerprint motif on the armor of the swordhands and on the tomb is an interesting connection. Regardless, the Nox did not want to be governed by the GW's influence, instead they followed the stars. They were the original GW haters and they wanted to kill one of its vassals and harm the GW. Which vassal did they intend to kill? Ranni uses it on her two fingers but perhaps it was made for Metyr, the source of the GW's messages that they hated so much. They were never able to use it. It's creation led them to be banished and stripped of the stars at the hands of the GW. Swordstress armor states, " Now they live under a false night sky, in eternal anticipation of their liege. Of the coming age of the stars. And their lord of night"

This would make sense as to why the swordhands are in the land of shadow. They were looking for Metyr. And it would also give us some food for thought on Jolan and Anna, Anna perhaps being the one who still believed in their original purpose and Jolan, having disagreed with her. Jolan instead believing she has found what the Nox were awaiting, the return of their stars and their lord of night. Her infatuation with stars, saying Ymir is her shining star, and doing as he asks without question, knowing he sees fate in the stars, heavily implies this is what she believes. Perhaps she too seeks redemption for what she's done as a swordhands, her weak heart leading her to forsake her original goal and seeking her fate in Ymir's stars.

Time to yap, because I understand I'm probably wrong about the ancient god connection bit:

Yapping: This ancient god to Nox connection is just theorizing. We could even theorize that the ancient god mentioned in the fingerprint shield is the GEQs grave and that maybe the Nox didn't kill this god and merely looted the grave, but the timeline on that might be odd. I can't say for sure. Further we can ask who's fingers were the three fingers, this ancient god's? GEQs? Or are they even fingers? Are they merely an apparition of something we will accept messages from? If Marika put the nomadic merchants in that hole in the ground it would also imply she put the tomb down there that held a dead god. A god she killed maybe? Really seems like that's where she puts shit she wants to forget about... The shunning grounds and all that.

Misc images that may be relevant!

[aylacassia]

who: @bloodyrhiannon​ where: Venus palace by Ayla’s hearth notes: based on this prompt (x)

“Are you excited for the upcoming wedding?” There was a restless to her hands, a type of stirring that wasn’t seen in someone of her ancient age but it felt as if the blood that she kept bottled on ice and mixed in her cocktails weren’t becoming enough to satiate her. She kept the hearth warm as she had asked Rhia to come visit her and enjoyed conversing with the Juno vampire from her rich red armchairs. It had been awhile she had drank Fey blood, an intoxication that still pressed its addiction to her bones. Fangs that were hungry to pierce and drink blood from the vein threatened to appear.

[sabinabrutus]

person: @bloodyrhiannon​ where: rhiannon’s home, in her lavish bathtub notes: i find the timing of this starter to be comical with my most recent reply to our other thread. this can be present or past based as a result! based on this prompt (x) also bc this might be more nsfw that one might want to write in retrospect so no pressure to reply! <3

The clawfoot bathtub that took up the corner of Rhia’s bathroom was the height of luxury, the vampire was cradled in her arms as suds from their bubble bath threatened to slosh over the edge. Her slender tan fingers worked the muscle of Rhia’s shoulders, encouraging the vampire to relax and to let go. After a minute of messaging the redhaired women, her hands dipped underneath the water’s surface to find the span of Rhia’s thighs and give her slight tease before she landed on her hips and pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “Feeling relaxed my love?”

[elfroot-and-laurels-moved]

for the kiss promps: finally kissing the person you’ve been pining for . - for cullen and la''ara?? (also good luck with your grant applications!!)

Thank you Rhia! Nothing more humbling than having to write why you believe you should get funding so you can finish your degree 🥲 And I already have their first kiss written out for their canon but...technically this still counts since Cullen is the one who instigates that kiss.

                La’ara’s heart thrums in their chest, like the beating of a bird’s wings. The sudden space between her mouth and Cullen’s is strange and unwelcome—a sudden shift of reality after so long spent wanting to kiss him. When they focus their eyes once more, are really able to see Cullen in front of them, they understand why. Cullen looks down at her with eyes half drunk and half terrified, searching her face for any telltale sign of regret. A strange thing to do when their fingers are still twined with the ends of his curls at the nape of his neck.                 “I—I’m—” he begins, and already La’ara can feel him pulling away, back into himself, rationalizing his self-denial.                 “No,” she says, cutting off his apology before it can begin, pressing her lips to his once more, the first time she’s ever done so. This kiss is even more hungry than the first, more conscious and aware, more purposeful and seeking. This kiss is everything that has been building in La’ara’s chest since they first met Cullen back in Haven. This kiss is the end and the beginning and it is not enough, she isn’t close enough. They stand on the tips of their toes, palms flush against Cullen’s cheeks now, and despite themself, they can feel tears welling in the corners of their eyes.                 When the two of them break apart this time, Cullen is smiling.

[konohamaru-sensei]

#3 for the asks!!🫶🏻

thank you for asking em! i hope you had / have a nice last wedding dress fitting!!!

What is their love language?

Sayuri: quality time

Sora: words of affirmation

Ko: physical touch

Toshi: quality time

Tetsuya: acts of service

Rhia: physical touch

Marin: acts of service

Yomi IS love so she is everything HAHA

[butterflies-and-bumble-bees]

Your prompt choices

The nice guy loves everyone but you

Or

True Hate's Kiss (only a kiss from an enemy can break the spell)

The nice guy loves everyone but you

You sat on the sidelines of the party, alone again, as everyone crowded around him. It was always him, everybody loved him, he was just the sweetest, kindest best person to all of them. They didn’t know the real him, not like you knew him. How could they, he was not their brother.  Finally having had enough of this, you got up to leave; not even the alcohol enough to keep you.  “Leaving so soon?” his voice stopped you where you stood. “Not my kind of party” you swiveled around to see that he had abandoned his flock of admirers to meet you.  Before he could answer, a girl came up to him, asking if he wanted to dance with her. You didn’t wait to hear his response.

A/N - I came up with this, characters, plot, dialogue, and all in like 15 min and I feel like it shows

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True Hate's Kiss (only a kiss from an enemy can break the spell)

A truly exasperated sigh escaped Thalia as she finally found the scroll she had been searching for. Why was it when you finally found the answers they were never the ones you had been searching for in the first place. “There’s no easy way to tell you this…” regret colored her features as she met Rhiannan’s gaze, “the only way to break the curse is True Hate's Kiss ‒ a kiss from an enemy.” Rhiannan turned to look at Thalia more directly, wildly gesticulating. The mage knew that if she could speak, she would probably be saying something along the lines of “what do you MEAN A KISS FROM AN ENEMY” Finding an enemy of Rhiannan’s would be easy enough Thalia thought, though getting her a kiss from one would be another matter entirely… Rhia had slumped back against the back of her chair, defeated, staring at the ceiling. Across the room, Felicity hummedd thoughtfully before speaking “what kind of an enemy do they mean... ” “And what kind of a kiss?” Jane posited immediately after. “Could she play one of us in a game of chess and then kiss her?” Felicity finished her thought. “We should ask Rita” Jane again, “she’s the one who knows things about kissing.” Thalia took immediate offense at this, she was the one who knew everything about everything after all. Felicity reached across the table to place a reassuring hand atop Thalia's “I’m sure you’ve read plenty of romance novels, but Rita is the one who has done the most of… that sort of thing.”  Thalia pulled her hand out from under Felicity’s. Her friends were all grown adults. They should be beyond cooties and getting all blushy and flustered at the prospect of …intimacy.  And what did they know about what she did while they were all gallivanting about getting stuck in time loops and cursed with muteness. Yes, she did spend most of her time in the library doing research, and in the lab doing more research, and in the field, doing even more research, but that wasn’t the point.  “Do you think I’ve never kissed anyone before?” She stood up, bracing her hands firmly on the table as she loomed over Felicity.  The blonde immediately shied back, her eyes becoming wide and voice becoming small “no” “Have you then?” Jane was not so easily intimidated; in fact, Jane was one of the worst people in the room to try and pick a fight with.  Thalia sighed and backed down, her need for privacy outweighing her need to be right all the time. She knew how to pick her battles, and Jane was not an opponent she would spar willingly.  Rhia slammed her hands on the table pushing her chair backwards and getting up, before another spat could break out. She marched resolutely to the door, in hot pursuit of Rita, wherever she was. Felicity slipped silently out of her chair as well, following like a shadow. Jane waited a moment longer before relenting, breaking eye contact with Thalia, and following the others. Thalia rolled her eyes, returning her book to the shelf before completing the quartet. 

A/N - this was me playing with a bunch of my fae OCs who I am very normal about:

Thalia: a mage who studies magic and the science of magic' huge nerd, photographic memory, very OCD (but like real OCD cause her author has ocd and actually knows what it's like)

Jane: stubborn - she digs her heals in like she's a miner at the California gold rush; very down to earth, speaks in a southern accent that might be fake, has plant, rock, and dirt magical abilities.

Felicity, dryad/forest spirit, basically a Disney princess; can talk to animals, always carries a piece of her tree/forest with her in a locket - if she loses it she loses her powers, completely changes in appearance based off of her emotions sometimes

Rhiannan: impulsive, can fly (both with her own wings and in an airplane/helecopter), a bit of a loose cannon, does stunt driving in movies/tv cause she loves crashing vehicles.

I feel kinda bad that I couldn't find a way to have the curse actually broken in a timely manner. I might come back to this later and just write until I can reach a more final conclusion organically. I'll post and tag you if I finish it

[azrakaban]

Masked Pt 5 - Draco Malfoy

Part 5 of a 5 part mini fic, hope you enjoy <3

Previous Part

Summary so far: Well, you've made it onto the train at Hogwarts... now how will the rest of your time there go? Who will you encounter? What will be revealed? Well basically... no I'm not going to do that, read the whole MASKED mini series!

A/N: Well this is weird. I'm not a Draco girl never have been, never will be.. and yet this is probably one of the best yet most cheesy things I'll ever write in my life. I love Masked so much, and now that it's nearly finished, I can actually tell the people who follow my tiktok about it... If you haven't found this oneshot book from my tiktok, go follow me over there @azrakaban x 

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It had been a month since you arrived at Hogwarts. You were privately sorted after the feast in professor Dumbledore's office, and it had confirmed most people's suspicions: you were a Slytherin. (the house was necessary for plot, but I'll do others with yn as other houses <3)

You were settling into life at the castle well.. aside from one thing. You saw Draco every day, and it was awkward to say the least. He had elected to ignore you in person as well as by letter. Not that you were surprised; it was expected, although a small part of you wished he had made some attempt to explain his sudden silence. 

That was, until the new Professor Slughorn paired you together in potions. He was silent throughout the class, ignoring your questions in every lesson, leaving you to ask someone else. And, rolling your eyes, you would. It was stupid. 

Of course, you understood that there was pressure on him. Your group recently heard that Draco had been given the dark mark by the dark lord, branding him as a death eater. You had no idea what that entailed. But that didn't excuse his complete ignorance of your existence. 

"Do we add this?" You asked, not expecting any kind of response. You were holding up an ingredient from your cupboard. Draco remained indifferent, and you sighed. 

Then, you turned over the ingredient in your palm and cried out. It had a sharp side, and was slightly buried into your hand. You pulled it out, throwing it into your potion, no longer caring if it was supposed to be in there.

Draco completely ignored your small yelp of pain, aside from stiffening slightly as blood ran down your palm. (No he's not a vampire, calm down Twilight and tvd fans).

He just watched as you pressed fabric against it to stop the bleeding, and as Pansy helped you wrap your hand in a spair clean rag. You could have sworn you seen his mouth quirk up at the corner. That was it. 

With your good hand, you wrote him a note: "Meet me after class. We need to talk." His eyes roved it for a second before crumpling it into his pocket.

You waited until class was over, unfortunately leaving after Draco. You found it unlikely that he had decided to wait for you, so left with Pansy, Astoria and Rhia, who you had quickly found was an incredible friend. 

To your surprise, you were wrong about him. Draco was waiting outside the dungeon classroom, leaning against the wall looking bored. You excused yourself from the girls, and walked over to him. 

"Hi." You said, suddenly feeling a little apprehensive. "Hey." He replied. Wow, your first words in over six months and they were incredibly awe inspiring. Not. 

"Okay so I don't exactly want to be overheard, so do you mind coming with me? I just don't want people finding dirt to use on us." You said, giving him a small smile. 

"Ah yes, because it's such a bad thing for you to be seen with me." Draco said, sarcasm evident in his voice. 

"That's not what I said." You said, the smile fading from your voice. "But actually, it doesn't matter too much if we're seen, Theo won't tell my parents, and nobody else actually gives a shit about the whole rivalry thing." You continued, leading him into an empty classroom. 

"I know. I heard you reprimanding your brother. Nice job with that by the way."

You closed the door and turned back to Draco, who was leaning against a desk with his hands in his pockets. 

"Thanks. So, I don't really know how to say this, but let me start with a quick WHAT THE FUCK DRACO?" You said, nearly yelling the last part. 

"What in the salazar do you mean Nott?" Said Draco, still maintaining his bored attitude but with a slight edge to his voice. 

"You know what! You've been ignoring me for over a month in potions, letting me mess up, and now hurt myself! And not to mention your complete-" You said, pacing. 

Draco grabbed your wrist, forcing you to stop walking. "I'm going to stop you there. You haven't spoken to me in six months, yn, and suddenly I'm the bad guy for ignoring you as well?" He said, looking mad. 

"What the hell do you mean? I wrote to you so many times when I didn't hear back from you! I only stopped because I heard nothing from you. You went silent!" You said, spitting out the last word. 

"Oh really? What about the hundreds of letters I wrote to you during the sixth months of silence from you? What about the fact that throughout the time I was writing those letters, all I could think about was whether or not  you were okay? The anxiety that kept me awake worrying about you? Thought not." Said Draco, his voice getting louder. You were silent, in shock. 

He scoffed, pushing off the desk. He opened the door and walked out, disappearing around the door. You unforze and went after him immediately. 

"Draco! DRACO!" You yelled, getting his attention. He turned around, and you nearly walked straight into his chest. 

"What yn?" He said, looking down at you with a look of disappointment, tinged in sadness. 

"What letters Draco?" You said, looking into his eyes, completely serious. His expression changed to one of confusion. 

"What letters Draco?" You repeated. His mouth opened. Then closed. Then opened again, and spoke. His voice was hoarse, with seemed disbelief. 

"I wrote to you yn. Every day, up until the day I saw you at the feast, completely fine. Every day I wrote, asking if you were okay, trying to check if you were still alive.

 I was terrified that your father had followed through with his threat. I found excuses to come by the Nott Estate, trying to see if you were fine. 

But I never saw you. And I still kept writing. Why? Because of some crazy spell you have on me. I haven't been able to think straight for seven months, because I didn't know if you were dead, or if you straight up were done with me. Did you not get my letters?" He said, hand running through his hair, dislodging what was clearly previously styled. 

"I wasn't okay." You whispered, eyes brimming with tears. Draco looked at you before grabbing your hand and pulling you into him. You looked up and met his eyes, tears spilling over. 

"I missed you Draco. Every day. And while I didn't write every day, I didn't give up, I kept writing every month. I only stopped because I thought  you were done with me, and wouldn't want ot hear from me. Because I knew you were alive. You come up in death eater meetings. And it was torture, knowing you were alive, but thinking you didn't want me anymore. And no, I didn't get your letters." You said, wrapping your arms around his waist and burying your face into his chest. 

Draco's hand cupped your face, tilting your head to meet his gaze. "I would never give up on you." He said, resting his forehead against yours. "Do you want to know why?" He questioned.

"Maybe?" You said, arms moving to wrap around his neck. 

"Just maybe?" He repeated, leaning back a little bit. 

"Probably?" You offered, repeating the words you both said before your first kiss. 

His lips met yours, soft and sweet, but passionate. You kissed him back, fingers tangling into his previously messed up hair. You both pulled back for air, foreheads rested against each other. 

"It's because I love you, yn. I didn't stop during the last seven months." He said, not nervously. There was no hesitation as he said it. And maybe that was what prompted you to speak. "I love you too Draco. I didn't stop." 

His lips found yours again, gently pushing against you. You returned the kiss, letting him pull you closer to him. 

You looked into his eyes. His ice blue eyes, the ones that first intruiged you from under his mask at the very beginning of your relationship. So much had changed, yet so little. But now, you had Draco to go through it with. And neither of you had any plans to leave any time soon. 

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[rhia-falla]

who: @n8-shaw when: thanksgiving dinner where: the commons

Donning a golden gown, a single, long leg extended from the slit of her dress. It wasn't often Acacia could grace an event this glorious, and she intended to indulge in every moment. Her red lipstick left a ring on her champagne glass - her third of the night - and a diamond ring chinked lightly against the crystal. She stood along the wall, wondering which of these young people her daughter cared so much for to beg for return. Rhia was but a stranger now, so different from the girl in her youth yet her fervent spirit remained annoyingly the same. It unnerved her to be shut out from her daughter's innermost feelings, left out in the cold to feel for the person she'd grown to be. Rhia had never been forthcoming with her tidings, yet Acacia made it her business all the same.

A tall man caught her attention, moody and muscled and all scowls. She grinned behind her glass, picturing what he might boast underneath all that clothing. Her husband and daughter were busy making their rounds, and Acacia was pleased to leave them to their introductions if that meant she might slip out for a moment or two with a lively body. She approached the young man, her stride leisurely and self-assured. "What are you drinking?" she mewed in a regal tone. "Perhaps I'll have one too. Might liven up this dull evening," she drawled with a purse of her ruby lips.

[phynoma]

Oh hi!

I'm Phyn! I write things. I'm not going to get into a bunch of identity stuff, but I'm queer, I'm an adult, and I like writing queer adult stuff. Mostly horror (see: queer) and absurdity (see: the world)

I have degrees in english, theology, and more theology, which just means I have a bunch of experience doing critical thinking and analysis of storytelling, and enough imposter syndrome that I don't know how to put that on a resume.

FANDOMS!

If you're already following me it's probably for Pillars of Eternity, TMA, or LOTR/Silmarillion. I cycle through hyperfixations every few years. It's still TMA/TMAGP right now. You can find my TMAGP sideblog here, where I just collect art.

Other things I like: Fallen London, everything by Pia Foxhall/not_poignant, re:dracula, SILT VERSES, Rivers of London, Murderbot, Critical Role, Saga, Wicked+Divine, anything by Neil Gaiman, I Am in Eskew, norse myths, egyptian myths, jewish myths, the dragonlance books (don't judge me they were foundational), pretty much everything Mike Flanagan makes, and much much more

WRITING!

I'm on ao3 as Phynoma! What do I write? Well. I write in-depth explorations of characters placed in harrowing situations which draw out the very inmost parts of their vulnerabilities and--

Smut. I write smut, okay?

Almost all of these fics are explicit and PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD mind the tags, I am *very* careful with my tagging for good reason!!!!

HERE YA GO, YA FILTHY ANIMALS!

The Magnus Archives:

I mentioned this is my current fixation, right?

an extant form of life: pollen fic! You could say, maybe, that the Consuming AU uses pollen tropes, but I'm counting this as my first-ever pollen fic. Jon/Tim, Jon/Martin, maybe Jon/Tim/Martin, we'll see if Sasha gets thrown in there. Ongoing.

Hey, Jude: A hurt/comfort fic about what happened after Jon shook Jude Perry's hand. Jon & Georgie & the kindness of strangers (not those strangers) Oneshot.

The Consuming AU: My pride and joy. My baby. I started this halfway through listening to TMA the first time and finished the original fic in about two months in time for the Rusty Quill Big Bang of 2023. Canon is basically the same, with the addition of "what if there was a Entity of Hunger, (fear of) Intimacy, and Codependence?" Also Jon is turning into a succubus. Main fic is complete at a little over 100k words. Sometimes I add one-shots to the series.

~Incredible bookbinding done by @bluejayblueskies HERE ~Art of human-looking Rhia (by me) HERE and commission of eldritch angel Rhia by @isbergillustration HERE ~Commission of Naadia by @dcartcorner HERE

Kittens & Kink AU: Fluffy Somewhere Else one-shots. Cat play. Mostly nonsexual kink. Oliver/Jon/Martin. Ongoing, until I get bored of it, basically.

Pillars of Eternity:

The In-Between Series: A series of fics following the relationship of Watcher Mirad and Aloth Corfiser, ten years or so after the events of Deadfire. The world of Eora is ripe for a new cataclysm, and these two elves are trying to finally have the relationship they've been dancing around for two decades. Ongoing, on hiatus as my hyperfixation is elsewhere. I do plan to finish it, though.

Moments: same universe and characters as above, focusing more on events that happen in canon-- ie, during gameplay. Complete.

Faetales:

Mat & Kal: Fae AU: You know how sometimes you keep writing characters and put them through a blender so many times that they just become something completely new? That's this AU. Mateo and Makalo are two ancient fae beings trapped in the human world during the events of The Ice Plague (by not_poignant) who become bound by each others' lives and deaths. They hate each other, they love each other, they're in weird psychosexual sadistic codependency with each other. They're a cat-person and a snake-person. I'm not a furry but I like some of their ideas, okay? Series complete.

See commissioned art of Mat & Kal by @shojoshark HERE

The Silmarillion:

Mistakes Were Made: Imma be real, this is just straight up torture porn. Sauron is punished by Morgoth after the loss of the Silmaril to Beren & Luthien. Basically, I was annoyed by all the fluffy Angbang fics I was reading and wanted to depict them in all their horrifying, codependent glory. Complete.

Cost of Surrender: I read a really good fic about what it took for Mairon to grovel/debase himself to Eonwe to gain his freedom and I took it a bit further. Complete.

Good Omens:

the beautiful and the fitting: pretty sure the title of this is a quote from St. Augustine, too. I almost didn't include this one because I don't even remember what it's about. Fluffy sex times with nonsexual beings, I think. I started writing it because Good Omens is one of my favorite books, but tbh the fandom for the show exhausts me and I don't know if I'll come back to this. Abandoned, probably.