#pureblood! phil

[ask-nevadas]

Hello yes where do you lay on the below image? Aka what type of bird person are you?

"I am avian and proud. My ears are similar to FE. 3.....Wilbur and Phil are more like...pegarety? Or sirens...With FE2."

"Although I can't think of other avians to to compare to...."

>> Quackity is smaller in size, and only has as much feathers as he has because his mother was a raptor (hawk). His father was a duck hybrid (not avian - avian scale, there's a difference at least in this cannon.) with very little bird attributes so his bird family tree is very muddled. Because of this muddling he is less bird, and his wings aren't shaped for flight! It's a massive insecurity for him... Alongside that the scale also is a bit switched, if you are more avian (your great ancestors being birds taken on human form) you are MUCH larger and more bird like. Typically the most "pureblood" descendants are 'pegartery', while hybrids are more avian/humans with random feathers. Would you guys like me to go more in detail about bird lore plsplsplspls

[4thebedrockbros]

The obligatory SBI Hogwarts AU ( fuck jk Rowling tho)

With Phil, a war veteran as a defense against the art teacher, Tommy as a too powerful Gryffondor/Hufflepuff ( not sure ABT that one ) and Technoblade as a cursed Slytherin.

Technoblade is a pureblood with a family into some cult shit ( blood god ect ) that was supposed to be sorted into Ravenclaw but practically begged the hat to put him into Slytherin because he did nit want to deal with his family bullshit. With than the curse of voices, he gets into fight fairly often which causes him to almost always be in detention. ( That's how he meets Tommy and Phil )

Tommy Innit is a muggleborn just a wee bit too powerful and uncontrollable magic, that gets him into trouble at school but also in his everyday life in the Muggle world where he's a foster kid. ( Try to be a witch and a foster kid it's a pain in the ass ).

Philza Craft is a veteran, and also a crow animagus that's been requested to become a teacher at hogwart because the Minister of magic are a bunch of pussies scared of some prophecy. He's a defense against the dark arts teacher and also is responsible for the detention classes. Tommy and Techno basically becomes his responsibilities and if something happens with them he's called immediately ( before their families yes ).

As for other characters:

Tubbo is a pureblood Ravenclaw, and he's terrifying. The guy likes to create spells and testing things he probably shouldn't test with magic. He's also Tommy's best friend and would do anything for him. They meet while shopping for school necessities their first year and become unseperable.

Ranboo is a half blood Hufflepuff/Gryffondor ( again unsure ) with a powerful magic, to cope with it his body just erase memories of times he couldn't control themself. They meet Tommy Purpled and Tubbo in the train during their first year.

Purpled is a muggleborn Slytherin, he wasn't too shocked to develop magic because of all the weird shit around him during his childhood. While people think Ranboo is the most responsible out of them, he takes care of his friend in his own way and is the most responsible one.

Nikki is a pure blood Hufflepuff with a knack for healing magic. She's one of Techno's closest friend and will defend him against rumours spreading assholes.

Slimecicle is a ghost of a Ravenclaw student, thought he tends to hang out in the Slytherin dorms the most to hang out with Quality. When he's not there he tends to spy on students or spook them for fun.

Quackity is a pureblood Slytherin that used to be a dick to Techno but calmed down after getting his ass kicked. He gets along well with Tommy when the blonde didn't know what happened between them but once he learned Toms kinda kicked his ass verbally so they're not as close.

Sam is Charms/Potions teacher that took Tubbo under his wings to avoid mass destruction. He the second teacher to go to if the quatuor of chaos gets in trouble.

Ponk is our resident nurse of course.

[claybyte]

xenophilius is one of my favorite marauders era characters and he doesn't get nearly enough hype so here are a couple headcanons i have for him

xenophilius' grandfather started the quibbler and it was eventually passed down to him. he's been the writer of it since his parents died in his 7th year

in the marauders' year in school

xeno was the one to give the marauders info on how to become animagi. james tricked him into telling them. idk how xeno would know, he just knows a lot of things

fairly close friends with james, acquaintances with the rest of the marauders

does not believe in the concept of gender

was absolutely fascinated with pandora the moment he saw her. they both have a lot of eccentricity and love for nature but in different ways; xenophilius loves creatures and plants and pandora loves potions and experimentation surrounding them

pandora calls him "lovely lovegood" because he gets the insult of "loony lovegood" very often

xeno and pandora got married just a couple years after graduating hogwarts. before that, they'd been dating since xeno's 5th year and pandora's 4th

pandora calls him phil and their friends think it's hilarious that she gave such a common nickname to such a strange man

james firmly denies the existence of nargles so xenophilius started to sneak into gryffindor tower and steal his socks to make him believe nargles had done it. it works

pureblood, not sacred 28 but almost made the cut. most of the reason they didn't was that the other pureblood families simply don't like them because of their weirdness and would prefer to distance themselves from them

[usagirln12003]

Isabella: Hogwarts AU

Isabella Grace is a Pureblood witch that was born on the 9th of September 1967 and started attending Hogwarts on the 1st of September 1979, being sorted into Slytherin House.

She had a Blackthorn wand with a Dragon Heartstring Core.

Her Patronus was Non-Corporeal.

Her favorite subject was Flying and her least favorite subject was Defense Against the Dark Arts.

She was one of the Slytherin Prefects of her year, a member of the Frog Choir and eventually Head-Girl.

During her childhood, Isabella was shown to be an optimistic, out-spoken, free-spirited, and fun-loving little girl, who was very attached to her friend Leslie. She enjoyed sewing and gardening and had a comedic nature during her childhood, which was displayed when she scared Leslie by popping out of the tree. But ever since she lost Leslie and realized the true motive behind the orphanage's purpose of raising them; to raise them as livestock for vampires, Isabella's personality went through a drastic change. From there on, everything she did; including becoming a Mama, giving birth to Ray, and sending off the orphans to become vampire food, was the sake of prolonging her own survival to spite the vampires from eating her.

The present Isabella is a sharp-witted, ruthless, cold, manipulative, and deceiving woman. But in her Mama persona, Isabella is capable in putting on a motherly, selfless, and kind-hearted facade whenever she is around the orphans in Grace Field House, and hence was able to earn the trust and love from her foster children. Isabella's behavior is very mercurial, capable of switching between seemingly true affection for the orphans to extreme loathing and threat of violence towards those who defy her. Isabella was unhesitant in taking down those who stand in her way and root out the children that knew of Conny's death, both emotionally, verbally, and even physically.

Another few of Isabella's prominent traits are her high cunning, dominance, and intelligence. As being one of the top Mamas, Isabella uses her intelligence in foiling and sabotaging the orphans' escape plan. She is always shown to be three steps ahead of the orphans' plan and was shown to be quite resourceful, as she depended on her transmitter to track down the orphans. Isabella was unafraid of using her intelligence and position as a Mama to threaten her enemies, as she openly threatens Emma despite knowing it as a reckless and risky move when she seeks to gather information on how Emma and the others are going to escape.

However, beneath everything, she genuinely does love her children, albeit in an extremely twisted way. Due to her own experiences with being an orphan in one of the farms, she reached the conclusion that escape was impossible. So rather than fight what she deemed to be impossible, she instead opted to ensure that the children would at least be able to live happy lives until they were eventually shipped out. The extreme lengths she would go to in order "protect" them and prevent them from escaping is demonstrated when she nonchalantly and violently breaks Emma’s leg, and would then comfort her in her motherly facade as if nothing had just happened. But when the children manage to escape, Isabella gracefully admits her loss and genuinely wishes Emma, Ray, and the other escapees nothing but the best, even covering for their escape while devoting herself to caring for Phil and the other children in the meantime. This shows that becoming a Mama was not solely a means of survival to her - she did genuinely love the time that she spent taking care of the orphans as their mother.

During her reappearance, it is revealed that Isabella has been prioritizing freedom more than anything else ever since she became the Grandmother of the Premium Farms. Her desire to not let anyone rule over her anymore and to escape the wicked farm system became even more amplified ever since she met Peter Ratri. She is willing to put any method to use in order to defeat Peter and the farm system. This includes breaking Nat's fingers and declaring that her children would be disposed of and served as food, all while smiling with depravity; though her acts of cruelty and depravity towards her returned children had been to maintain Ratri's confidence until the opportune moment, at which point the Sisters and she turned their wands upon Peter Ratri and sided with the children. Although she acts as though she is only siding with the children because of their shared interests, truly Isabella retains her regrets and doesn't expect her children to forgive her since she doesn't forgive herself, is fine if they now hate her, and is genuinely touched that they still call her Mom. Even though she knows no good she does will undo the damage she has caused, Isabella vows to live on to atone what she did to her children and becomes extremely protective of them, and is even willing to lay down her life for them.

[seedsinmygarden]

Amoria Dovah, the Dragonologist

“I’m like the crazy old lady with a lot of cats, but instead of cats, it’s dragons!”

Basic Information

Identifying Gender/Species: Cisgender Human Female, she/her pronouns.

Birthdate: Unknown Month/Date, 1874

Blood Status: Pureblood

Wand: Classic design, Grey-Brown color. Acacia wood, dragon heartstring core, 13”, rigid flexibility.

Pets?: Barn owl named Orion.

Appearance

Height and Body Type: 5’8, she’s a tall girl! Hourglass figure body type.

Hair: Long white hair, pure like a blanket of snow.

Eyes: Deep purple eyes, like a bubbling potion.

Scars and Other Marks: Some scars, where they came from are not important. Some beauty marks on her chin and collarbone.

Clothing: The usual Slytherin uniform, with respect to the weather. Likes to shed everything down to the buttonup and roll up her sleeves often, though.

Personality

Super curious and adventerous!

Loves to sketch and sing.

A huge nerd. Will read everything in sight.

A foodie and loves to cook!

Also loves to take care of her hair. Her hair is her pride and joy. <3

Home Life

Birthplace: Unknown.

Birth Parents: Unknown.

Adopted?: Yes!

Adoptive Parents: Hugh and Freya Fawkes

Siblings?: (All Adoptive!) Two older brothers; Travis Fawkes and Liam Fawkes. Two younger sisters; Elena Fawkes. One younger brother; Ralph “Ralphie” Fawkes. Since Amoria’s true birthday is unknown, she shares her birthday with Scarlet Fawkes, and the two jokingly call themselves the Fawkes twins.

Other Guardian Figures: Only the orphanage ladies up until she’s adopted by the Fawkes.

Places of Residence: Unknown up until she’s abandoned at the orphanage. Stays at the orphanage until she’s 11, which she gets a letter to Hogwarts and finds her home there. She still returns to the orphanage over the summers, but in the summer just after her 4th year, she gets news that she’s been adopted… by the Fawkes family! She joins them that summer, and has a home with them for as long as she’d like.

Hogwarts Life

House: Slytherin

Quidditch?: Nope.

Clubs: Tommy’s Game Club, Crossed Wands, Hogwarts Herald Newspaper

Other Activites: Loves hanging out with friends in Hogsmeade, sometimes joins Phil when he goes on adventures, and keeps up in her studies well.

Romance?: Has a couple crushes, and loves to experiment. Isn’t entirely looking for anything serious, but most certainly won’t mind. All in all, she just goes with the flow— if it feels right, it feels right.

Patronus: To be learned.

Animagus: To be learned.

Boggart: To be learned.

Amortentia: To be learned.

Trivia

Her name means “To be a descendant of dragons.”

Her magic is a deep purple color.

She knows her surname is Dovah because she was left with the family crest on her chest when she was abandoned.

[arthenaa]

Face claim pt 2 for this chapter's ocs

CAPITAN ELIAS FERDINAND ALCANTARA

pogi

AHAHAHHA i love him

half-blood

considered to be Phil-Maj's greatest captains

he was definitely judged for having seromahi lineage but his reputation for being a great auror definitely kept the discrimination under wraps :(

hes so nice tho

sorted into Mayari <3

face claim as Paulo Avelino

HIRAYA ESMERALDA RIVERA

pureblood

was recommended by a babaylan to the datu thats why shes being trained by a captain

specializes in defense against the dark arts and healing wowzers

sunshine <3

loves to call elias 'kuya'

related to Leonor Rivera

sorted in Hanan

face claim as Ylona Garcia

'DATU' CORAZON DEL ROSARIO

pureblood

shes so pretty i can't ....

part of one of the oldest wizarding family

it was practically tradition that a del rosario would be crowned datu

she is mother!!!!

anys shes a great leader

sorted in Tala

face claim as Gwen Zamora

YSMERIA

resident babaylan of PhilMaj

Former headmistress of Marahuyo en Mahika (retired early to give her services to the PhilMaj)

the one who suggested Hiraya to Corazon

part of the oldest wizarding family which are babaylans throughout generations

pureblood!

has reservations about seromahis

cold and ruthless when needed

always serious abt the job

grew up with Corazon

always seen donned with pre colonial philippine trad clothing and her kampilan sword

master of wandless magic and application of mahika on weapons

did not go to marahuyo en mahika as she was trained and honed by her elders from her family (they perform more complex terms of magic and the dark arts)

face claim as Sanya Lopez

To be or not to be (CHAPTER 2)

Auror! Sebastian Sallow x Fem! MACUSA Auror! Reader Series

Story Summary: To prevent a war between humans and wizards, you and Sebastian are tasked with your respective agencies to save the fate of the wizarding world from the hands of a dark wizard in the Philippines.

Chapter Summary: After almost getting yourself arrested and controlling the urge to strangle Sebastian Sallow, you try to remain civil by being the bigger person. More things happen and you meet more people as you set sail to the Philippines.

Chapter warnings: cursing, nothing much really again, plot groundwork, mentions of discrimination and colonization, seb likes to tease u, ominis being adorable and cat like, gladys being gladys i love her sm,

Chapters: Prologue, Chapter 1

Notes: WOOHOO CHAPTER 2 BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!! 6k words again enjoy this chapter. hiraya is my daughter i love her. if you want to be part of the tag list to get immediate updates on the next chapters just reply here or on my future posts on to be or not to be !!! see u on chapter 3 miluvs

It was a matter of a few hours before the head Auror would contact you once again to travel. You had already packed your things and made sure to check your necessities (checking your pocket for your wand constantly as a result of the altercation this morning). Now all you needed to do was wait.

Currently hauled in one of the suites provided by the ministry, you sat idling on your bed, eyes trained on the large windows showcasing London. Your hands found comfort in the soft duvet as you continue to admire the scenery in front of you. Gladys sits on one of the chairs against the wall positioned close to the window. Comfortable silence engulfs you both, with Gladys’s coin flicking and the London bustle as your background noise.

You allow yourself to be distracted as your eyes glance towards Gladys’s coin tricks; Watching as it twirls on her knuckles before flicking it up into the air and catching it effortlessly. You somehow get entranced by it that you weren’t able to notice that she stopped. Gladys clears her throat to get your attention.

“Yeah?” You look up at her, clearly still distracted by her previous actions. The woman blink slow like she was trying to access the deepest parts of your mind. You somehow get nervous under her watchful stare. “Are you trying to mind-control me or something?”

“Why do you always assume that I’m going to do something to you?” She raises an eyebrow in mild amusement as she crosses her leg over her knee. She begins to continue rolling her coin against her knuckles as she raises her elbow on the arm rest. You shrug at her question.

“… You’re quite intimidating.”

She lets out an amused scoff before flipping the coin in the air then catching with her other hand and flopping it against the back of her other hand. She lifts her hand off, assessing the coin before looking up at you. You furrow your eyebrows in confusion.

“Heads.” She comments offhandedly before resuming with her coin tricks. You raised your eyebrows to gesture for more explanation. “Heads, I leave you alone. Tails, I give in to the urge to smack you in the head.”

You gasp in horror. “You decide inflicting violence on me through a coin?!”

“I’m not intimidating.” She purses her lips as she becomes more and more entertained with your behavior. “Also it makes things… interesting. ‘Decided through a little game’. Doesn’t that make life more fun?”

“You’re evil, y’know that?” You sneer jokingly as you stand up from your seat on the bed. You head over to one of the coffee tables where a fresh pot of tea is placed. With a wave of wand, the tea pot levitates and pours you a cup of tea. You look back at Gladys who resumes her coin tricks as you wait for your drink. “What’s the coin for anyway?”

Gladys glances at you for a second before looking at the coin on her fingers. “Keeps the voices at bay. When I focus my mind on one thing, it’s the closest I have to silence.”

You nod in understanding. You were somewhat aware of how legilimency worked but you weren’t aware about how hard it was. Hearing different voices all at once can become quite an emotional stressor. You weren’t sure you would be able to handle it. You pour another cup of tea for your companion to help ease her down. Gladys turns to you in surprise, hand pausing with her coin as you pull the other chair to sit adjacent to her. You give her a cup of tea to which she receives gratefully. Taking a sip of your beverage, you decide to start another conversation regarding the case.

“Any deductions from the files you’ve received?” You start off as you take a sip from your cup of tea. Ooh, is that lavender? No wait—Chamomile?

“First one—lavender,” Gladys nonchalantly says, referring to your guess of flavor. You pause for a moment, not yet used to her abilities to access the mind before nodding. She takes a sip first before resuming on continuing her response. “Regina Salazar is of pure blood ancestry. From what I’ve learned of wizardry lineage in the Philippines, originally sectioned in tribes, these pure-bloods would use marriage to have tribal connections and to form united fronts. Naturally, after the colonization of Spain, they had to adapt and took different surnames influenced by Spanish culture to avoid being detected by No-Majs.”

You nod in understanding, watching as Gladys pulls out the folder with a flick of her wand and settling it on the coffee table in front of you. The page flicks to the suspect’s main information and intel. You lick your lips as you assess the information in front of you. Gladys continues her collection of background information. “Overall, because of the whole colonization thing, Philippines has to be one of the—if not the strictest regarding No-Maj wizards or half-bloods. Half-bloods take long processes and series of interviews and checkups before they’re approved by the office. Like a fucking criminal taking parole.”

“Must be a discrimination fest in there.” You scrunch your nose at the insinuation. No-Maj discrimination was already quite severe in the wizarding world. You couldn’t even imagine the severity of it in a place that publicly declares its hate for their kind. Gladys shakes her head in agreement. Your eyebrows then furrow as a question comes into mind. “But Regina has a friendly relationship with No-Majs? That contradicts the whole motive, no?”

“Certainly,” Gladys huffs in frustration as she raises her hand to pick at the dry skin on her lips. She then turns a page to a partially filled page with only the information of the area discovered north of the Philippines. Gladys motions to the page with a light knock of her knuckles against the surface. “It has something to do with this, definitely.”

You tilt your head in confusion as you analyze the vague information. “How are you certain it’s connected?”

Gladys takes a sip of her tea, licking her lips for any lingering residue. “I don’t. It’s just something we’d have to find out.”

_

“What’s up, old man? On your coffee break?” You smile at your former mentor who quietly sips his coffee in the wee hours of the morning. You had spotted the man lingering in one of the ministry’s large empty rooms (presumably used for large events). You assumed this would be the place of traveling with the equipment and size of it all. It could definitely fit a portkey large enough to travel multiple people. You couldn’t help but approach the man and ruin his solitude. Your mentor breaks into a grin at your arrival and he immediately welcomes your presence with a raised arm, inviting you to a hug.

You run like it’s innate for you to immediately dive into his arms, hugging his waist with glee as he squeezes you to his side. The silence is comfortable as you allow yourself a moment of peace. Elliot releases you with two pats on the back before pulling away. He tilts his head, certainly not expecting you to be this early. “Still resorting to that damned nickname, kid?”

“You literally still call me kid.”

“Touché,” He chuckles as he takes a sip of his beverage. “What’re you doing up? Finally exhausted Joanne’s mind-reader?”

“Mhm, literally face-planted on the bed. Had to deal with me yapping both physically and mentally. I think I killed her. Also don’t call her that, she just might haunt you back from the dead.” You scrunch your nose as you joked. Elliot laughs at your jesting.

There’s a lapse of silence before Elliot starts a conversation once more.

“How’s the Sallow boy so far?” He asks with a glance towards you, assessing your body language at the prompt of his question. Your former mentor had the knack of observing first before proceeding on which course to take. A habit that he, unfortunately, brings everywhere even outside of work. The mans was a detective even in his own personal relationship that it was considered annoying. You had learned to deal with it though. Elliot often joked that by the time he was 70, you would be the only person who could tolerate him.

Elliot immediately knew from the way your shoulders fell and the down direction of your facial features that you didn’t have a good impression of Britain’s representative. You huff a sigh as you tuck your hands inside your pockets. “… He’s okay, I guess.”

“Liar.”

“You and your damned eyes. Have you ever considered not noticing every detail?” You deadpanned. Elliot smiles in amusement at your behavior.

“He was following protocol though. Nothing to blame on a man following rules.”

“Oh, I will be the reason you die someday.”

“Oh! The fear! How could I live now!” Elliot dramatically yells to which you smack his arm at. The man giggles like a fucking school girl and you had to remind yourself that this was a grown ass man and not an 11-year-old kid. You wonder if the nicknames should be switched.

“I tried to make amends okay! Technically, he was the one who didn’t scale his puny little ego down so why should I make the effort?” You complain as you lean against the wall he’s leaning at. Elliot leans against your side to which you return the small affection with the rest of your head against his arm.

“Did you say it nicely?” He responds.

“Nicely? What do you mean nicely?”

“You tend to…” He trails off as he makes absurd gestures with his free hand. “Sound not so nice when you make amends.”

You give him an incredulous stare to which he tries to avoid with a sip of his coffee.

“I don’t do that?”

“Yes you do, Y/N.” He smiles innocently. “Remember that time when I had to not only mentally but physically convince you to apologize to that witness just because he was rude to me? You were basically ripping that man apart in your head and I don’t need to be a legilimens to know that.”

Elliot raises his eyebrows to further emphasize his point. You stare him down, trying to challenge the older man before giving up as you turn your gaze to the other side of the wall with a cross of your arms. He stares at you for a few moments before chuckling. That case was ages ago but it had been quite an annoying one. The witness had been difficult to deal with and considered Elliot to be a wizard of low standing because of his lineage. He had refused to cooperate at first but was eventually convinced with the help of another Auror present at the scene. You had almost tried to strangle the man if it weren’t for the old man’s jokes of reassurance. They were jests to lighten up the mood but you knew better. Be the bigger person, kid.

You had to suck it up and apologize with gritted teeth. A regret you continue to have until this day. A shame you weren’t able to curse that man without losing your job.

Elliot pats your back once more to lighten up the mood. “You’ll get along, kid. You’re a presence is a force to be reckoned with. We just hope it doesn’t clash with his.”

Elliot smiles before finishing his coffee beside you. You sigh as a vague response. Just as the old man says, be the bigger person.

-

“Alright! This portkey holds quite a distance as its built for intercontinental travel. The travel time will take a few minutes but it should be fairly short enough to not cause any sort of pain or dissonance with the mind and body.” Ryona Bassett discusses as rotating door is presented in front of you. You take a glance around the room to assess the people expected on the trip. Gladys Hale stands to your left, suitcase in hand as she rolls her coin on her knuckles. Ominis Gaunt, a relations officer you had been introduced shortly a few minutes ago, standing on your far right. Then Sebastian Sallow, the man who had saved you from your imminent death from the hooves of a horse, to trying to obliviate you then and there, then arresting you, to finally be revealed to be your partner in the span of a few hours, stands to your right. The four of you would be heading first while your mentors will wait for the assessment of the situation before following you out into the field.

You let out the sigh as this is considered to be the nth time you had travelled using a portkey. You hope the weirdness of the experience only lessens the more you get used to it.

“You will be greeted by your division captain who will guide you inside the governing office of the wizarding community. Things after that will be debriefed to you by the head of the office. Are we clear?” Ryona finishes as her eyes assess the four of you. You all answer with curt and firm responses. Howard and Ryona turn to each other with a look, some sort of telepathic message only communicated through their eyes. You could almost feel an unspeakable tension before the minister steps forward to address one more thing.

“The fate of the wizarding word rests in your hands. I hope you’ll be able to deliver well, Aurors.” He nods with a smile before motioning the door with his hand. You watch as a bright light emits from the other side. You exchange looks with Gladys before you feel the brush of a finger against your arm. You turn your head towards the culprit with an apprehensive glare. Sebastian peers down at you with a seemingly innocent smile.

“I’ve thought about your offer,” He says your last name with such gentleness it makes you feel uncomfortable for a moment. You lock eyes with him as his eyes never seem to leave from yours. It made your palms sweat from how piercing his stare is. “I’ve decided to give it a chance…”

“Really?” Your facial features relax in relief that it almost makes Sebastian coo at your adorable decision to let your guard down for a moment. He lets a sliver of mischievousness bleed into his smirk.

“Mhm,” He hums as he assesses your face. It almost looks like he’s looking at your lips with the way he’s staring you down. He scrunches his nose before continuing his response. “If you admit that I’m right.”

Your face falls as soon as you hear the words and the brunette erupts into a heap of chuckles before he walks away from your side then walking over to Ominis with a pat on his back. The poor blonde only furrows his eyebrows at him, chastising him for his poor cooperation. Sebastian only shrugs before he casts one last look at you then entering the rotating doors with a push against it. Ominis follows after.

You let out a sigh, deciding to not let yourself get annoyed by his little act but the woman beside you think it’s quite amusing. You hear her low chuckle as she flips her coin into the air and catching it effortlessly as she steps forward to make her way to the rotating doors. She casts one last glance at you as she pulls her hat down with a smirk. “Really? You’re just going to let him have that?”

Your jaw clenches in amusement as your hatred and urge to kick Sebastian Sallow off his high horse doubles over the last few minutes. You would try and plan your revenge now but a cough from Elliot and a nudge of his head immediately reminded you of your current situation. You nod with haste as you grab your case before making your way to the doors. You send one last smile at the old man as he sends you off with a short wave. You push the glass doors, letting the light engulf you.

Then suddenly, everything was black.

-

The world is a blur.

Your senses are in a disarray and you couldn’t sense where you were exactly with the fogginess your brain was currently in. You try to will yourself to blink or move any part of your body, trying to get a feel your current situation.

It was certainly a bit warmer than London, windier as well. Ryona said there won’t be any dissonance. Goddamn liar.

You could feel a presence on your side, a weight keeping you up. Then a voice.

“Y/N?”

It was faint but it was there.

Mom?

“Y/N, wake up. Fuck.”

No wait, it’s Gladys.

“Don’t tell me she can’t take portkey travels?”

Is that the annoying fuck?

“Do you ever plan on keeping your mouth shut, Sebastian?”

The other guy. Blonde? What was his name… Ominous? Something like that.

“Move.”

Now this was unfamiliar. You feel yourself sit upright with a few set of hands. Your eyes seem to not be cooperating as it remained shut. You suddenly smell something strong and pungent. You couldn’t quite put your finger on it but it creates a sudden shock in your system causing you to jolt awake. Your body is forced to move and a cramp forms on your leg as you groan in pain. Gladys, seated beside you, sighs in relief. You take a second to process your environment.

It seems that you’re in some sort scenic view, with the ocean in front of you. Rocks crackle beneath your weight as sand trickles down on the elevated surface from where you’re seating. It almost seems like a calm and refreshing view to see during a vacation but then you’re aware of the 4 piercing stares directed at you.

You recognized the three; Sebastian stands a few meters in front of you with arms crossed, Ominis kneeling on your right and Gladys on your left. That leaves this other guy who’s kneeling in front of you. You furrow your eyebrows in confusion at the sudden addition to the group.

“Good, the herbs worked.” He smiles like a teacher praising a student’s work. “Must’ve hit quite hard, no? Filipino healing potions tend to have strong effects.”

He pockets the vial of questionable liquid and herbs before he raises his wand and casts a dimmed ‘lumos.’ “Follow the light with your eyes, senora. I need to check your responsiveness.”

You follow without questions as he moves his wand left to right. He then asks you to grip his hand with both your hands then try to push his palm towards him. You were able to do them, albeit weakly. It seems to satisfy the man enough though. The man nods in understanding before the wand quickly apparates away. “Your responsiveness seems okay enough. Long distance travels like these leave wizards in a weakened state. I suppose you don’t get that much portkey travel? Your body seemed to shut down on its own. Alright, let’s get you standing.”

Gladys and the man help you in putting your weight on your feet. Still confused by the whole ordeal and the silence from your colleagues, you blink in confusion as you allow yourself to rest some of your weight in Gladys’s hands. “I-I’m sorry… But who are you?”

“Elias Alcantara. Your Division Captain.” He answers with a smile, charming enough to swoon you but not enough to distract you. Christ. This was the officer that the minister and head Auror was talking about. You nod in understanding, slowly pulling yourself from Gladys’s grasp and allowing yourself to stand on your own two feet. “It’s understandable. Most maharlikas get the same symptoms as you on their first travel. We often use portkeys to visit magical tribes due to distance of their locations from the PhilMaj.”

“Maharlikas? Like Aurors?” Sebastian chimes in, body leaning towards the conversation. Elias places his hands on his hips as he turns to look at the young man.

“Precisely. Although, our Aurors do vary in terms of magic.” Elias turns to assess his surroundings. He seems to be looking for something.

“Are you waiting for someone, Captain?” Gladys says with a raised eyebrow. Elias turns to her for a moment before going back to looking. It’s not long before a call of his name catches your attention. A woman rushes towards you with great speed, apparent excitement evident on her face. You notice their similarities in terms of clothing. A uniform.

The thin sheer fabric with exquisite designing on the center of their upper clothing gives a symbolic nature to it. You were sure it held some sort of meaning with the way the pattern and the swirls was formed. The woman wore a black ankle length skirt while Elias wore black slacks. The only difference in showcasing their rank was the color of the upper apparel and the pin on the collar.

You began to sense this magical community’s levels of strictness bleeding through the uniforms of these officers in front of you. Having enough with analyzing the new addition to the group, you focus just in time for Elias to introduce the woman. “This is Hiraya Rivera; she’s assigned as Philippines’ representative on this case.”

“Yes … That’s me … Or just Raya for short. I already… uhm, know you all, so...” She says with much enthusiasm to the point that it makes her awkwardly adorable. Your group only returns the introductions with stiff smiles. It doesn’t seem to bother her however as she clasps her hands together. “Oh! They must be tired. We should go now.”

Elias nods in agreement before following with his response. “Of course. A final debrief will be done shortly on our arrival to the base. This will allow us to proceed with field assessment and investigation.”

The two share looks of approval before moving along and motioning for the others to follow them. The four of you stare at their backs as they move closer to the bay. Normally, wizardry governing offices were meant to be hidden in plain sight and only wizards should be able to see them but so far, all the four of you have seen is a blank scenery of what is supposedly the Philippines’ wizarding governing office.

“Um, to where exactly?” Ominis inquires for the benefit of the group. Hiraya turns around, assessing your confused expressions before smiling as she nudges her head towards the captain who walks towards the shallow parts of the water.

The four of you follow begrudgingly, letting the cold waters seep into your shoes. Ominis clings to Sebastian’s arm, feeling overwhelmed by the sudden change of temperature as he grips his wand tightly within his other hand. Gladys seems to not mind the cold at all as she lets out a sigh and picks up her pace to match with Captain Alcantara. The wind blows against your hair, ruffling your robes as you try to pull them closer against you. The waves pull you closer to Sebastian’s side.

“Not expecting this kind of entrance!” Sebastian tries to shout over the loud splashing of waves against the shallow waters. The waters have already reached to your thighs.

You allow yourself to be slightly pushed by an incoming wave. “Certainly has to be one of the most unique ones I’ve seen.”

Sebastian glances at you with a smirk. “Thought about what I said, Y/L/N?”

You let out an annoyed huff as you faced him with a deadpan stare, giving him no answer as you move towards the front, leaving the two boys to their own. You could faintly hear Sebastian’s light chuckle over the harsh winds. You’d rather be dead than give him the satisfaction of hearing what he wanted to hear.

Okay, maybe…. It was on his jurisdiction to arrest you.

But was it really your fault? He could’ve handled it in a more civil way after he had found out you were a witch. You could’ve been nice and understanding as you were an Auror yourself. But the day had not been the best one and dealing with a man who has now made it his mission to piss you off by not taking you seriously because of your little altercation, has definitely started to put you in a not so civil mood. But of course.

You have to be the bigger person.

Curse you Elliot Fontaine for being a shitty fucking role model. Too imperfectly perfect to be one. The right amount as others would say.

The trio in front of you suddenly stops in their tracks as the water had now reached your hips. It was silent at first. The type of silence that made you unnerved. It was like you were expecting something to jump out of nowhere.

You should’ve held your tongue on that one.

You feel the ripples of water cease into a calm and the sudden eeriness of it all tripled by a dozen. Elias and Hiraya draw up their wands but as the three of you (with the exception of Ominis who is still clinging quite tightly on Sebastian’s arm) follow their movements, Hiraya only stares back with a shake of her head. Gladys turns to you with an apprehensive stare as the three of you slowly lower your wands.

Then the ripples start again. This time more chaotic and aggressive.

A sign of aggression and power. You could almost cower in fear as high pitched noises fill the air. Ominis and Sebastian clutches their ears in response at the howling noise. You see shadows in the water, circling your little group then it jumps. It was hard trying to make a figure out of it as it somehow manages to control the waters as they jump into the air.

Sebastian could make out three creatures circling them. He wasn’t sure if this was part of an initiation but the calm demeanors of the local Aurors at the front seemed to be his last thread of sanity in this very disturbing and panic-inducing moment. The circling stops as the creatures finally end their laps by surrounding them on each side.

They rise from the waters and you could only stare in awe as green scales with fish like heads emerge from the waters.

“What’s happening?” Ominis whispers in Sebastian’s ear. The brunette is entranced in fear by the presence of these domineering creatures.

“You don’t wanna know.” He replies, quietly. The silence is tense and uncomfortable as these creatures with large fins and predatory stares guard your group in a circle.

It’s Captain Alcantara who breaks the silence. “We’re expected. Bisita sila ng Datu.”

(“They are visitors of the Datu”)

The creatures make gurgling and chirping sounds before the so called leader, standing in front of Captain Alcantara, nods its head.

“Very well, Maharlika. Ibigay ang daan.” The leader says in a low and deep voice. It almost sounds too inhuman. Nevertheless, the group of creatures then swim once again underwater. Their figures form in a blur as they began to swim fast into circles in front of your group. A small whirlpool begins to form before the creatures swam back and then towards the whirlpool, using some sort of pressure that bursts the moving waters up. You had expected it to explode into your face, but the waters remain still above you forming an archway to a tunnel pathway. The waters beneath you slowly descend as they put you down slowly onto the sandy path. You see the creatures on standby in the walls of water. They send you a bow of respect before moving along.

(“Lead the way”)

“C’mon, the tunnel closes fast. The longer it stays up, the longer the risk for exposure.” Elias motions the four of you still stuck in a trance. Hiraya smiles as she pulls on your arm, encouraging you to walk with her. Just as Ominis and Sebastian enter the depths, the entrance immediately merges into what it once was. Sebastian lets out a huff of amusement before leaning close to whisper what just happened in Ominis’s ear.

You would think of the gesture endearing if it weren’t for the constant reminder of your dislike for him in your head.

“Apologies for the short freight, that was their main purpose to scare intruders. The Siyokoy tribe can be quite aggressive. Anyways, this way,” Captain Alcantara leads as whisps of blue flames light up as they trudge through a sandy path. You follow the officer, admiring the blues of the tunnel in awe. You watch as school of fishes pass by and numerous sea creatures appear above you. This was marvelous.

Silence lapses once more as the only sounds of the trek below was the sea life surrounding you and the crunch of your shoes against the sandy pathway.

It’s Hiraya who breaks your short solitude. “You’re Y/N Y/L/N right? Elliot Fontaine’s protégé?”

You turn to her with a smile. Her overall demeanor and personality seems too bright for your taste. It definitely is too blinding whenever she smiles. “Yeah—Well, was his protégé. Got promoted.”

You sheepishly reply to which she gasps in surprise. Eyes widening and mouthing forming a wide smile. God, she’s expressive too. “Congratulations! That’s incredible. I’m happy for you, senora.”

It’s awkward once again. The urge to say something back gets lost in your thoughts of thinking of another topic to start. This sends you in a spiral of trying to make your social relations skills work. It seems that Gladys has noticed your inner turmoil as she sends a look of amusement back at you from her position with Captain Alcantara. Your eyes widen at her as a glare to which she only chuckles at.

Thank Isolt Sayre that the gal broke the silence once more.

“I’ve seen your cases a few times on the transmission.” Hiraya timidly comments as she fiddles with her fingers, arm still intertwined with yours. You’ve never met an awkwardly introvert extrovert before. Was that even a thing?

She locks eyes with you in what you could say was pure admiration. “I admire you as an Auror is what I wanted to say… Both you and uh… Senor Fontaine.”

“… Thank you.” You nod shyly. “I’ll make sure to let him know.”

Hiraya bites her lip to control her excitement. You can deduce that this young girl had only been accepted recently. Talk about huge potential. Immediately placed as an Auror representative for a case that could indefinitely mean a war against humans and wizards? What kind of skills and capabilities is this girl hiding?

You decide to find it out yourself.

“Have you only graduated recently? Seems like a pretty big case to start off.” You say with genuine curiosity. Hiraya blows a raspberry as she guides you away from a protruding rock sprouting from the ground.

“Well, it’s been 4 years actually? So I guess that’s still fairly new. So um, off topic but um… Marahuyo en Mahika is a school led by Aurors, well babaylans to be specific.” She lists off. Your eyebrows must’ve furrowed in confusion as she leans in to continue. “Babaylans are shamans, most of them are women. They also wield magic quite differently. Instead of wands, they use weapons. Fascinating, right?”

Your eyebrows widen in amusement. “Weapons?”

“Yep. Well, originally Maharlikas or y’know our Aurors were like that too but they eventually had to adapt to the use of wands. Babaylans are old old. They keep the ancestral culture alive which makes them very important figures in the community.” Hiraya nonchalantly continues. “When you get praised and recommended to the Datu by a Babaylan—Datu is, what do you guys call your… The um… head?”

“Overall?” You suggest. From your peripheral, you see Ominis and Sebastian lean closer to listen in on the conversation. Hiraya nods then you continue. “It’s either President or Minister. Depends on the community.”

“Right. So basically, when the overall head gets a recommendation from a Babaylan. It means big,” Hiraya glances at you to assess your reaction. “They have inner connection to Bathala. They recognize your innate capabilities for magic and your potential for something greater…. Not to brag but yeah, it was mostly why I reached the higher ranks faster. Why I’m being mentored by PhilMaj’s greatest captain.”

Elias hears this. “That better be genuine.”

Hiraya giggles. “Why would I lie?”

You huff in amusement at the girl beside you. Techinically, you didn’t know exactly which field she was recommended for but to have a reliable witch beside you definitely eased your worries. Before you could further admire the literal sunshine hanging off your arm, you were suddenly aware of the large waterfall like entrance in front of you. Too distracted by Hiraya’s chatter, you had failed to realize that you were already at the entrance of the community.

Hiraya turns to you with a giddy smile as Elias pulls out his wand and waves it in a pattern before the waterfalls part gracefully and a whole new scenery is laid in front of you. You enter the place, watching as children flutter around, squealing as they chased one another. You eyed the Spanish influenced architecture and the stone pavements to the dome structure that protects the whole town. It seems to portray a version of day and night. Wizards and witches roam the streets as vendors selling levitating egg waffle balls (the closest thing you could describe it as) and many kinds of delicacies.

“The air is pristine and clean.” Ominis observes to which Gladys hums in agreement. He allows himself to be led by his wand. The waterfall doors immediately led to a small version of a town square. You would immediately be bombarded by the town’s festive nature by the time you enter place. Street lights decorate the place and you watch in amusement as a horse-man? Man-horse? Basically, A horse for an upper body and a man for a lower dressed in formal clothing walks on the other side of the street.

“Senor Cardel!” Hiraya calls at the same horse-man who looks up at the call of his name.

“Senora! Sigues siendo hermosa como siempre!” Senor Cardel greets with motion of the tip of his cigar before chuckling as Hiraya giggles at his compliments.

(Milady! You look beautiful as always!)

Hiraya turns around to see 4 sets of eyes looking at her in confusion.

“Was that a … horse?” Gladys asks, hesitant. Captain Alcantara laughs.

“That was Senor Cardel. A local here in Manila. He’s from the tikbalang tribe.” Elias comments. Gladys sounds a hum of disbelief before continuing to follow the young officer.

As you reach the main town hall, a large path then leads to a large building with grandiose architecture. Gladys glances at you with a knowing look as the four of you alongside Hiraya stand alongside each other.

“This is it right? The governing office?” Sebastian mumbles as the 6 of you watch three people exit the building. There were 2 women and a goblin approaching your little group. One wore a Spanish influenced type of traditional clothing while the other was covered in sleek black with golden jewelry adorning her neck, wrists, and even a form of headband around her forehead. A cloth in exquisite pattern surround her from the shoulder to her hip. A blade is rested on one side of her hip, hands resting on the handle. The goblin, in similar fashion to that of the first lady, approaches behind the two.

“You’re here just as our resident babaylan, Ysmeria predicted.” The woman dressed in beige traditional clothing walks forward. Ysmeria, the woman in black only stares as she analyzes the group before her. Eventually, her eyes landed on you. You couldn’t handle the heaviness of her stare and so you look away.

“Capitan Alacantara, salamat. You have served well and will continue to do so.” The woman praises the young man who nods in respect before taking a step back. The woman then takes a few steps closer to where you four are, kind gaze trained on each one of you.

“We have awaited your arrival. I am Corazon Del Rosario, the ruling Datu. Welcome to the Philippine Bureau of Magic and Wizardry.”

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A/N: and that is chapter 2 WHWHHWHEHEHEH WELCOME TO THE PHILIPPINES MWA MWA <3 as u can see from this chapter, magical creatures are v much intertwined with society nyehe. More lore explained hihi AND THE INTRODUCTION OF FOUR MORE CHARACTERS!!! Will update the face claims nyehehe lmk your feedback as always!! It always makes my heart warm when I read your responses J

Datu – rulers, chiefs and monarchs in precolonial ph

Babaylan- shamans, often female, who use connect to the spirits and nature to heal and protect. Can also be warriors or leaders.

Siyokoy – underwater creatures depicted to have fish like features

Tikbalang – creatures who guard the mountains. Depicted to have a horse for a head and a human body.

[crystaiskiess]

Pure As Mud : Epilogue

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Summary: Dan Howell is muggleborn, Phil Lester is a pure blood. Phil dreams of Slytherin, Dan’s just happy to be a wizard. When conflict arises the boys are broken apart, only to come back together as prefects years later. Can they repair the bond their younger selves broke?

Authors Notes: Oh my goodness I can't believe it's finished! This has been so amazing I can't even tell you. I kind of feel like I'm sending my baby off to university or something like that. Thank you so much to everyone who has read and enjoyed this I can't thank you enough! Honestly! Thank you for commenting and being so supportive I can't thank any of you enough! Ok! Also thank you to Rachel (the "co-author"/my amazing beta) @diamond0604 couldn't have done it without you xxx

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“Dan we’re going to be late!” Phil dragged him along towards the platform. Dan stumbled after him but Phil wasn’t looking. He hadn’t missed the train for any year and he wasn’t going to make his seventh the first. They leapt onto the train seconds before it began to move away. Dan giggled, “We made it.” “No thanks to you!” Phil teased as they made their way to their usual carriage. Dan gasped in mock offense, “I do believe you could have told me not to kiss you but I didn’t hear any complaints on your behalf Philly!” Phil groaned, “You’re annoying.” “I know.” Dan winked and Phil shoved him in the side playfully.  

Sam rolled his eyes at them as they walked in. Dan grinned as Phil pecking him on the lips before sitting down beside him. Lana groaned loudly, “I thought you would wait till we left the station fully,” She pouted handing Sam three sickles. “Nope.” Sam grinned. Phil narrowed his eyes at his best friend, “Were you betting on how long until we kissed?” He asked struggling to hide the grin tugging at his lips. “Yes we were! And you made me lose!” She huffed in answer. Phil broke out laughing. “I don’t care,” He poked his tongue out at her. Dan was busy trying to convince Sam to give him one of the sickles. There was a pause in conversation, “Any other bets?” Dan asked with an eyebrow raise. By the guilty expression it was clear there was. “Not going to tell you.” Sam crossed his arms over his chest. “Or we have to forfeit and I’m not losing my sickles.” He added. Needless to say Lana won the bet when they held hands moments later.

~-~-~

“We became boyfriends here.” Dan commented idly. They were sitting in their usual spot in the library. “Nearly two years ago,” Phil gasped, “We’re practically grandparents!” Dan laughed placing a kiss to his temple. Phil blushed under the touch, even after two years he still blanked when Dan kissed him. “Not quite old man.” Phil chuckled leaning into Dan’s shoulder. He glanced at the essay Dan was writing. “You spelt Thestral wrong.” He pointed to the word absentmindedly. Dan groaned, “Fuck me.” “Not really the time or place.” Phil teased with a grin. Dan rolled his eyes, “I hate you.” “You love me.” There was a pause then another groan, “I do.” Phil pressed their lips together gently. The movement almost involuntary but still as magical as the first time they had ever done it. “I love you too.”  

[fourthingsandawizard]

PFF Bingo 2019 - Masterlist

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Firewhisky

Rating: Gen

Words: 1752

Summary: Dan is fast asleep at Hogwarts when he gets a 2am call from a Firewhisky-fueled Phil in the club

Bingo Prompts: writer’s choice (magic au), drug/alcohol use, birthday

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I Might Grow Out of It (A Galaxies and Greenhouses Prequel)

Rating: Gen

Words: 2498/?

Chapters: 1/?

Summary: Discovering you're somehow different from the rest of your family can be difficult; realizing you're even more different than you originally thought can be devastating. All the magic in the world can't help Phil 'grow out of it,' but embracing those differences may just help him realize how magical he really is.

Bingo Prompts: writer's choice (magic au), sibling relationships, symbolism, missed train, motion sickness, rejections, tatinof, secret admirers, and Vegas

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[beeindaclouds]

Attending Hogwarts w/ the DSMP: Prologue

Includes: Dream, Georgenotfound, Sapnap, Badboyhalo, Skeppy, Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Wilbur Soot, C!Philza, C!Technoblade, Nihachu, Eret, Punz, FoolishGamers, Awesamdude, C!Slimecicle

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Reader: GN - They/Them

A.N: I really wanted to rewrite this one, because I feel like in my previous one I just smushed a bunch of info togheter and it came put too messy. So here's a rewrite :)

For anyone who wants to read the previous ones: Part l || Part ll

[These will be just introductions for now, I'll get on with the main story later on]

❝ Hogwarts ❞

Dream

A Slytherin, which is ironic considering his zodiac sign is a leo

Comes from a family of purebloods who is, unfortunately, related to the Malfoys

But they don't like to associate themselves with that family, actually they've been "disowned" by the Malfoys

You first meet him on the train ride to Hogwarts, where he takes a interest in you in the most "love at first sight cliche" way you can think of

Sapnap

Gryffindor, born muggle

His parents noticed the very out of the ordinary things that happened around him, but they always thought it was just a coincidence

But once the letter arrived it explained a lot and answered many questions

They were all opened to a whole new world, so it definitely took some time to get too

But that's where you and Dream come in the picture

You three had met at Diagon Alley. You and Dream helping out the very confused Sapnap who had no one to guide him though this new place

Badboyhalo + P!Skeppy

Bad is a Hufflepuff and Skeppy is a Gryffindor

They both come from pureblood families, but aren't as close minded as most are

In your first year Skeppy accidentally pranked you while he was trying to get Bad; They both felt so bad (hehe) but you somehow befriended them in the end

Quackity + Slimecicle

Quackity, a ravenclaw, and Charlie, a hufflepuff, were probably the loudest out of their respective houses

You three knew eachother since you all lived in the same city

They both didn't know that you were a wizard, you promised your parents to never mutter a word about it

But it seems like you didn't have to keep that secret any longer

Because a week before school started you three received the same letter from the same witchcraft and wizardry school, Hogwarts

Karl Jacobs

Karl's is a half-blood, Hufflepuff, with only one dream in his mind

To become a Magizoologist just like his idol, Newt Scammander

And what better way to become one then to attend the same school he went to?

What he doesn't know is that there's also someone there with the same hopes and dreams as him, you

Wilbur Soot

He's the most well-known Ravenclaw in the school

Related to the flying class teacher, Professor Phil

His looks and talent attracted every person that passed him by

In the eye of everyone else he was the perfect wizard, who'd have an amazing future

You didn't buy into any of that, because you knew him better then anyone else

But both of your futures seem to be more complicated then both of you expected it to be

P!Philza

As previously mentioned, Phil is the flying class professor

Also an Animagus who can turn into a crow, that's how he kept eye on the students while they are in the air

He has three sons: Wilbur and Tommy who attended Hogwarts and Techno who attended Dumstrang

Also his wife, Professor Tristin, teaches Herbology

Nihachu

A Hufflepuff from a pureblood family

Who also happen to be a Metamorphagus

Every year she has a different hair color that attracted the eye of many students around the school

Resulting in her being hated by some of her fellow housemates

❝ Beauxbatons ❞

George

Attends Beauxbatons but transfers later in 4th year

He's a ravenclaw and is a half-blood

Your first encounter is during the Tri wizard Tournament, when you both decide to ditch it and just hang out

Let's just say he enjoyed your company, and Dream's and Sapnap's, so much that he decided to transfer

Eret

With George, Eret also transfers to Hogwarts and entered the Ravenclaw house

Everybody had eyes on them when they first stepped foot in the Great Hall with the other girls

Her veela powers were probably at fault

But you didn't give her attention until the Yule Ball, when she asked you to go togheter

From what you've heard, she had been trying to get your attention the entire time she was there

❝ Dumstrang ❞

Technoblade

He doesn't attend Hogwarts at all

Obviously, as I said before, he is related to Phil, Wilbur and Tommy

He first shows up at the school during the Tri Wizard Tournament and ends up being the chosen one to represent his school [he takes Victor Krum's place basically]

Then in your 5th year he makes another appearance as Phil's apprentice

Foolish

Him and Techno were all the talk during the tournament

They were the most eye catching of the bunch so everybody seemed to want to know them

You somehow ended up having to help Foolish during a chase with his new found fan club

But unfortunately that got you into a bit of a problem that all end up with a happy ending ;)

❝ Ilvermory ❞

Punz

Another pureblood unfortunately related to the Malfoys

While Dream was lucky enough to have parents and siblings who didn't support the Malfoys and the rest of the wizards like them, Punz didn't have that luck

His family truely believed in everything that you-know-who and the death eaters had done in the past, to which he did not agree

And once Harry Potter was back he was disowned from the family for not following in their footsteps

But Dream and his family were happy to welcome him at their home and help him attend Hogwarts as a "transfer student"

Most of the Slytherins didn't give him a heartwarming welcome tho

Awesamdude

To cover up what had actually happened with Punz and his family, Sam was also asked to attend Hogwarts as a transfer student

Being welcomed right away by the Gryffindors

To you he was like any other boy in that house, just american lol

But maybe he'll prove you otherwise

[anarchy-and-piglins]

Hogwarts au where Phil and Wilbur are pureblood slytherins. Tommy is adopted, he's a pureblood griffyndor. Techno is also adopted, he's a muggleborn racenclaw.

And if you think Techno suffers in this au oh boy you'd be right

[coffia]

SBI Hogwarts AU ramblings!!

I'm in the process of writing a 5+1 Hogwarts au and I made notes for each of the SBI characters,,, here they are lmaoo

Phil: Magizoologist. pureblood

Was a Hufflepuff back in Hogwarts

He used to travel a lot for his research but decided to stay at home and tend to the kids when he got married to Kristin

During his years in hogwarts, a murder of crows would always find their way in his room. They would give him gifts and Phil would just accept it without question.

He took up Care for Magical Creatures but was also proficient in charms!

Since he doesn't travel that much, he has a sanctuary underneath their home, it wasn't unusual to see a magical creature running around their home

He cut ties with his parents after his last year, they were unsupportive of his career choice and had ancient wizarding ideologies- he was like NOPE and left

Doesn't really care as he lives with his lovely wife and chaotic sons

Man is getting gray hairs quickly because of the amount of stress his kids put him under

But he loves them regardless

Kristin: Head of the British Auror Office, Halfblood

WE CLAP SHE IS BADASS HERE

She used to be part of the American division before moving to the UK with Phil :))

She studied in Ilvermorny, part of Wampus house

Was a dueling champion back in her student years! People cower when they see her as their opponent

She met Phil during one of her cases in America.

Dark witches and wizards have stated just how intimidating Kristen is that they sometimes don't even fight. Thinking it'll be so much better and less the hassle.

The auror office became much more efficient once she took over

Many look to her to become the next head of Department of Magical Law Enforcement

There was an intruder once and tried to steal Tommy, from there she taught her kids self-defense because magic is useless once you knock them out!

Like Phil, she loves her kids and always make time for them- sometimes though she instigates the chaos.

Technoblade: Ravenclaw, Halfblood

The eldest and Wilbur's twin

A metamorphmagus, he changed a bit of his features while growing up so no one gets him and Wilbur mixed up

Permanently has pink hair, it's a lifestyle now

He's the top of his class, he inherited all the braincells leaving none for his brothers

Prefers a small social circle, lets Wilbur handle most social interaction

Was gifted a sword once by his parents

Depending on his mood, he sometimes doesn't bother with the chaos, puts the stop to it, or joins his brothers

His favorite subjects are DADA and Ancient Runes!

He would tell his brothers everything he knew about the stars when they were younger.

He may not act like it, but he is so fond of his siblings

Eventually head boy! and part of the quidditch team

Wilbur: Slytherin, Halfblood

Techno’s younger twin

People thought he had siren's blood but he's just a really persuasive

Sociable! He love to be around people but he cherishes the moments he's with people he considers closest to him

Used to whine how he and Techno didn't look the same anymore as he wanted to prank people

A musician! His parents gifted him a guitar and is never seen without it since.

He would play at the courtyard or great hall. Sometimes it was muggle songs he heard on the radio or pieces he had written himself

A bit arrogant and doesn't like to be wrong

Is not very good with combat spells but he's excellent in potions!

Takes up muggle studies because he finds it fascinating, would ramble to Tommy about everything he's learned.

Met a Siren who tried to attack him once, Techno and Tommy would tease him about finally finding a girlfriend.

He's a bit protective over his siblings (sometimes too much)

Eventually head boy!

Tommy: Hufflepuff, Muggleborn

He was adopted by the Craft family after his bio parents died in a car accident.

They were good friends with Kristen and Phil so they took him in without a problem

Everyone (including his family) thought he was going to be sorted in Gryffindor but he ended up in Hufflepuff.

Tommy was more than happy to be in the same house as his dad was

Enjoys Herbology and Care of Magical Creatures. It's his best subjects and used to help his dad in making sure all the creatures there were fed.

Has a pet niffler named Clementine! He sneaked her in the castle during his first year

Hot headed and loud that it gets him into trouble most of the time

Plays Quidditch to be like Techno!

He and Wilbur are partners in crime as Tommy provided the ingredients for whatever potion Wilbur wanted to make

Loyal to a fault! Man loves his family and friends even if it kills him

I have SOOO much drafts on the works rn not sure where to start lmao. But I love me some magical sbi stuff. Also,,, yes Tommy is a hufflepuff- it all started when people were making greenhouse!Tommy headcanons on twitter so here we are lmao. I'll probably try to make small prompts here if ever ahaha

[camillejeaneshphm]

Philip Yaxley’s profile:

BASIC INFO

Quote by Character: “To change the future, we’ve gotta know the past.”

Full Name: Philip Charles Yaxley

Nicknames: Phil

Gender: Cis man (he/him)

Sexuality: Homosexual

Alignment: Lawful Good

Species: Wizard

Blood Status: Pureblood

Date of Birth: 6 July 1933

Race/Ethnicity: White British

Nationality: British

Short Bio: The second-eldest of the five Yaxley children, Philip is also the second son. He’s content to live in his brother Lawrence’s shadow, and finds his calling in anthropology. 

Personality: Intelligent and soft-spoken, easily spooked 

Languages: English, French, Latin

Likes: Books, parchment, the heat

Dislikes: Oatmeal, loud noises

Greatest Flaw: Shyness

Greatest Strength: Intellect

Place of Residency: 

birth-11: Winbourne

11-17: Alternates between Winbourne and Hogwarts Castle

18-22: London, attending University College

24-retirement: London

Retirement: London

Future Career: Magical Anthropologist 

APPEARANCE

Hair Color: Brown

Eye Color: Hazel

Skin Tone: Slightly tan

Height: 6’0

Weight: 70 kg

Physique: Slightly chubby

Style Choice (what they like to wear): His aesthetic can best be described as dark academia. 

Accessories: An heirloom watch that once belonged to his great-uncle Noah. 

Inventory: His wand, tie pins, a book

Scars: Several old shaving nicks, some acne scars

Face Claim: Ben Rosenfield

Voice Claim/description of what they sound like: Ben Rosenfield

MAGIC

Wand Description/Picture: Maple, Unicorn hair, 11 ¾ inches

[I have often found that those chosen by maple wands are by nature travellers and explorers; they are not stay-at-home wands, and prefer ambition in their witch or wizard, otherwise their magic grows heavy and lacklustre. Fresh challenges and regular changes of scene cause this wand to literally shine, burnishing itself as it grows, with its partner, in ability and status. This is a beautiful and desirable wood, and wand quality maple has been among the most costly for centuries. Possession of a maple wand has long been a mark of status, because of its reputation as the wand of high achievers.]

Wand reaction when chosen: A sunny light

Boggart: Everything he loves gone up in smoke

Riddikulus Form: The fire turns out to be a pranks

Patronus: Owl

Patronus Memory: The love he feels for his family

Animagus: none

Amortentia (what they smell like): Old books, parchment, ink

Amortentia (What they smell): Unknown (she is open to this interaction!)

Mirror of Erised: Himself finally being seen for his achievements 

Misc. Magical Abilities: Wandless magic

Favorite/Created Spells: A memory spell 

SCHOOL LIFE

Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw

Ilvermorny House: n/a

Organizations Joined: Ministry for Magic

Apprenticeships: Intern Anthropologist

Professions: Anthropologist

Best Subjects: History of Magic, DADA, Mugglr Studies

Worst Subjects: Potions

Favorite Teachers: n/a

Least Favorite Teachers: n/a

Class Proficiencies (OWL grade, n /10 or ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆):

Astronomy: A

Charms: EE

DADA: O

Flying: A

Herbology: A

History of Magic: O

Potions: P

Transfiguration: EE

Ancient Runes: EE

Muggle Studies: O

STATS

Power (magic): 6/10

Power (physical strength): 4/10

Intelligence: 10/10

Skill: 8/10

Teamwork: 6/10

Speed: 9/10

Defense: 6/10

RELATIONSHIPS

FAMILY:

Father: Vincent Yaxley (@endlessly-cursed)

Mother: Margaret Yaxley (neè Taylor)

Siblings:

Lawrence Yaxley

Elizabeth “Lizzie” Yaxley

Gia Yaxley

Ruby Yaxley

Friends:

Closest In-Game Friends:

n/a

Closest MC friends:

None yet (open to interaction)

Love interest:

None yet (open to interaction)

Dorm mates:

None yet (four open spots)

Rivals:

None yet (open to interaction)

Enemies:

n/a

Pets: None

[everyoneivemisunderstood]

sleepy bois hp au

techno

-sorted into slytherin and didn’t really fit in at first

-came out of literally nowhere and kicked the shit out of everyone

-when he first came to hogwarts no one knew who he was

-”technoblade? who dat??”

-muggle-born!techno bc it just makes sense to me

-like no one knew who this guy was

-he swoops in and he’s doing wandless non-verbal magic

-has a muggle brother and 2 muggle sisters and he loves them more than anything; be pureblood supremacist all you want just don’t talk about his siblings  

-technoblade refuses to die. duel him, please, he wants violence

-doesn’t actually play quidditch (despite being absolutely cracked at it), but he is the dueling club mvp

-dude actually studied, though he worked very quickly, so he achieved more than everyone else in the same amount of time

-actually really likes divination, don’t tell anyone, he’s really good at it

-dyed his hair pink in 5th year in celebration of becoming a prefect despite having dueled everyone

-to be fair it wasn’t his fault everyone wanted to see if he was truly untouchable

-he’s only in 6th year but he has a legacy already

wilbur

-sorted into gryffindor, fit in perfectly

-halfblood with a very large family (the soothouse boys)

-everyone loves this guy, he gets along with everyone, but they’re also lowkey terrified

-no seriously he has an uncanny ability to get along with anyone

-likes the idea of plants but despises herbology

-”WILL THESE PLANTS STOP SCREAMING FFS”

-loves DADA (hence how he first met techno, when he dueled him and was like “woah pls teach me”) and joined the dueling club

-wilbur you need to help ur friends with transfiguration ur the best at it nO STOP MAKING INSTRUMENTS 

-was never a prefect but is in 7th year and the gryffindor headboy

-may or may not be a sweetheart, may or may not be a dirty dirty crime boy

phil

-freshly graduated 3 years ago

-there is stupid amounts of debate on whether or not he should’ve been a hufflepuff, but we’ll stick with gryff for now

-has one of those kool quidditch plaques for best keeper of his generation

-works as an auror; specializes in rescue-based missions/survival missions

-techno is interning under him, and through techno phil met wilbur 

-the dad and also the BEST

-is a light family pureblood, so he’s anti-pureblood supremacy

-very VERY good at charms stuff, and is happy to tutor you if you need it :)

-was also gryffindor headboy during his 7th year

-famously went missing while in America for 5 years starting just before he started hogwarts to the spring break of his fifth year but managed to survive and eventually made it back to hogwarts

-only actually went to hogwarts for half of year 5 and 6th and 7th year but still made headboy (damn)

[noo-dles]

First year: Phil

Phil is a 6th year Hufflepuff

-he has a Unicorn Hair and Chestnut Wood wand; he stepped on it once and now there is a piece missing in the grip

-a perfect: he knew that he was going to be one back in 4th year, he overheard some teachers talking about him

-gets along with people easily but only has very few close friends

-his favourite subject was flying in his first year; but now his favourite subject is potions

-He also played Quidditch but stopped (will elaborate on it later maybe)

-he was exceptional in Herbology

-all of the teachers love him and he gets away with almost everything, very useful and his brothers constantly use him to get out of trouble. Every time they do it he says that this is the last time but he helps them again and again

-He's also interested in Muggle studies!! He comes from a pureblood family so he grew up almost completely out of touch with the ‘normal’ world

-Everyone thinks he is this perfect sunshine student, but he is almost always up to something (good and bad)

-he doesn't have a lot of close friends in his year, most of them are either 2+ years younger or a year older

(Angst: he feels like he is pressured to be happy the whole time, afterall he is a perfect and a Hufflepuff. He is a genuinely happy and kind person but everyone should have their bad days. 

He doesn't actually know what he wants to do after school and it’s constantly weighing on his mind, he is slightly above average in school but for him that does not guarantee anything)

[seedsinmygarden]

James Smithson, the Redempted

“Did Garreth seriously land himself in detention again? … There goes another date night, I guess.”

no images yet…

Basic Information

Identifying Gender/Species: Cisgender Human Male, he/him pronouns.

Birthdate: January 13th, 1874 (Capricorn)

Blood Status: Pureblood

Wand: Soft Spiral design, Black color. Hawthorn wood, phoenix feather core, 10.5”, swishy flexibility.

Pets?: Two brown tabby cats named Alfred and Archibald. (Alfie and Archie, affectionately.)

Appearance

Height and Body Type: Currently 5’10 as of 5th year, but will shoot up to 6’ by graduation! With quite a bit of muscle, not nearly as much as Phil and Leon, he has an inverted triangle body type.

Hair: Slightly well-combed black hair. A little waves as he’s got his mother’s curly hair, but mostly keeps it tame.

Eyes: Blue eyes, a stark blue but not bright enough to be considered icy. A comforting blue, like the sky just before it turns night.

Scars and Other Marks: Various scars from childhood stupidity, as well as some from Quidditch. He was always an energetic boy.

Clothing: His usual uniform and sometimes a little something from Garreth, whether that be Garreth’s Gryffindor scarf or a Gryffindor jacket. (The two are the same sizes to be able to share clothes.)

Personality

Snippy, but not in a horrible way. At least, not anymore. He can be sarcastic, all in humor now.

Caring. Very very loving to those he holds close, especially his amazing redheaded boyfriend. Good Merlin, it's almost disgusting.

Home Life

Birthplace: St. Mungo’s

Birth Parents: George and Valentina Smithson

Adopted?: No.

Adoptive Parents: N/A

Siblings?: None.

Other Guardian Figures: None.

Places of Residence: Born in St. Mungo’s and raised by his parents at the Smithson Manor, not far from Cassius’s own manor. After being disowned in the summer before his fifth year, however, he stays with the Weasleys.

Hogwarts Life

House: Ravenclaw

Quidditch?: Yeah! He’s the Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain. He’s not as dedicated as the other three are, but he certainly does still push his team to be the best of the best.

Clubs: Crossed Wands, Tommy’s Game Club, Reyes’ Racing Club

Other Activites: Studies hard. He may not be in good graces with his parents anymore, but he still wants to get good grades so he can get a good job coming out of Hogwarts.

Romance?: Yes! He’s been dating Garreth since halfway through their fourth year. He’s very happy with his redheaded potioneering boyfriend, but sometimes worries for the future…

Patronus: To be learned.

Animagus: To be learned.

Boggart: To be learned.

Amortentia: To be learned.

Trivia

Used to be friends with Cassius. It’s partially what led him to being with Garreth.

Cassius remained friends with James for some time, but eventually dropped him when he realized the relationship wasn’t just some joke James was pulling.

Their parents are close, especially seeing as both their fathers are influential figures in the Wizarding World.

[fletchermundungus]

the luncheon

LOCATIONS: Pecksniff Manor, Shropshire DATE: March 28th, 1982 STATUS: closed | @arabellafiggaf

The Pecksniff’s Luncheon was an important affair for the upper-class of the wixen world that not even what had happened in Diagon Alley on March 21st could cause the event to be cancelled. Of course, long from wanting to appear tasteless, the Peckniff’s luncheon was said to be dedicated to the victims of an horrific attack and organised to raise awareness and maybe even money to help the survivors. Truth of the matter, though, was it was simply another occasion where purebloods and well-off halfbloods could mingle and talk over the finest food and drinks and the towering cauldron cake that was at the centre of the buffet table.

This was the kind of occasion where people would measure the success of their offspring against one another, compare the number of children and grandchildren, their grades and jobs and where did they went for a holiday the year before and where would the go the coming summer. It was also the first major event of the season, and thus where one would score an invite to all the others that would follow, along with more private and intimate occasions: the kind reserved only for the lucky few.

Mundungus had showed up in his latest disguise exactly to make contact with the person that could grant him an invite to a very special, very hard to get-in event. Usually, this felt more the kind of place where Isla or Lu would go, but he had not been sure about the former and didn’t want to think about the latter, so here he was instead.

Well, to be precise, it was Theophylaktos Dedlock—Phil—that was attending the Peckniff’s Luncheon. He didn’t look that different from Mundungus when it came to his face, the colour of his eyes or of his hair. The differences where in his clothes. Gone was the punk look and the outrageously colourful shirts in favour of fine, dark blue robes. His posture was straight, tense, and completely difference from the relaxed way he usually carried himself. 

Phil was someone who was a little arrogant, whose jokes tended to be more malicious than Mundungus’, and who knew exactly how to eat a cucumber sandwich without getting anything on the expensive silk of his clothes. He knew what to talk about to the pompous pureblood he was talking to and how to make the man laugh at his joke.

But Phil did not know Ophelia Hopkins, Mundungus did. And when he saw her just a few meters from him, he chocked on that blasted cucumber sandwich. “You,” he said, in a croaking and accusatory sound, between one cough and the next, staring at her and for a moment forgetting who he was supposed to be: Theophylaktos Dedlock, or Mundungus Fletcher.