#queenie the apprentice

[idl3dreamer]

I feel like I just need to yap about this warriorsxtwd thing before I go to bed

so

Alexandria is like the Thunderclan of the communities, obviously

based purely off of vibes: Hilltop is windclan. What vibes? no idea. its just The Vibes™️

Riverclan is not Oceanside, they're actually The Kingdom. this is bc process of elimination

So you're probably wondering what clan I think Oceanside is and dw we'll get there.

The Heaps (the junkyard) is Shadowclan. Shadowclan is lowkey treated as evil just for existing, Jadis actively worked for both Negan and the CRM, she should have been treated as evil more.

Oceanside is actually Skyclan. partially because half the time I forget they both exist, and partially because Skyclan WAS part of the main group and then got like wiped out, and Oceanside WAS a strong, thriving community likely trading with others nearby and whatnot, until half their population (give or take) got wiped out. Scyclan's story is probably more comparable to Hilltop's, but Hilltop is like a BIG part of the show/comics, I'm not damning them to the random clan that exists only in the prequels

the Saviors are a group of rogues, kinda like Scourge and his little gang. I have decided that Negan used to be a kittypet, simply because that's absolutely hilarious to imagine and also because Negan was like a... decent... person once upon a time. he was a good person, just a shitty husband. So anyway, Lucille was kittypet!Negan's owner, and she passed away, so he got sent to a shelter obviously. Got taken in by a new family, hated it because Who The Fuck Are These People They're Not My Human, and ran away. He was never found, clearly, because he ends up stumbling upon this group of wild cats and very quickly becomes their leader. (I know I said this was based in the tv show, but I prefer comic!Negan's backstory, and the only reason tv!Negan didn't get it was bc covid, so in spirit tv!negan still has the comic backstory. i just like to believe that after his run-in with Laura he goes on to find Sherry and Dwight's group, and Laura just happens to also stumble into this group in a few weeks or something, and the rest is history. i could not care less what ftwd might say [if anything at all], that show's writing is horrendous and I accept none of it as canon)

Rick and The Gang were also rogues, but they were allowed to join a clan and Rick was just kinda allowed to take over For Plot Reasons even though that never should have happened. Consistently through the entire series INCLUDING ToWL, Rick showed up to a new group and was given so much authority for absolutely no reason. Lowkey, S5 had the same vibes as Rusty joining Thunderclan and Bluestar being like "yeah this kid can lead" and nobody will change my mind.

Princess was a kittypet. I don't fw anything past S8 but princess gets a pass cause she's a little silly. instead of that fluffy pink sweater, she has a frilly pink collar. She's kinda forced to spend like 90% of the time outside cause her owners regret getting a cat and are hoping she just doesn't come back one day + she was kind of a menace in the house, and she just tells herself that she's an outdoor cat, but she has no survival instincts and would probably die if she didn't have a bowl of food waiting for her each night. It takes zero convincing for her to join a clan. (is that completely in character? no. not really. but like I said: I don't fw S9-11 so she's lucky she's getting included. the Whisperers and the Commonwealth sure as hell aren't)

Carol and Daryl are kinda with the clans for a bit, but both would rather do their own thing

if you want to know more: send asks if anything is confusing, well, I'm writing this at 1:30 in the morning so I'll probably be with you tomorrow on that, but send an ask about it anyway and we'll figure it out together

one thing that might help clarify some stuff: I consider early S7/Volume 17 and 18 "the present" for this Warriors AU that I guess we're doing

We'll say that the cutoff here is S7 ep8, anything after Hearts Still Beating (or, in the comics, anything after issue 107) is like somewhat distant future. The savior war has NOT started yet. Tensions are rising, but that's about all.

So between 6x16/#100 and 7x08/#107 (which is about a 2 week period) is where I'm focused on in the timeline. That being said, some level of though has been put into character backstories. the extant of it varies character to character (ie. Negan has his entire life mapped out in like too much detail, but Rick barely has anything pre-terminus)

does that mean I haven't visualized the entire story for my favorite characters up to at least S8 Ep8? no. I have absolutely gotten that far. but its still in the future because I like living in my nice happy little bubble where Carl is alive, rick is scared of The Consequences™️, and the saviors are thriving [the consequences for what, you may ask? anything. anything he does now could have consequences and he's afraid of them]

[ozzgin]

Do u have any monsterfucker account recommendations?

I shall be going through my list of mutuals/people I follow as a reference because I'm sadly not that active on Tumblr otherwise. My "Following" dashboard is all I have. Thus, in no particular order:

@bucketsofmonsters has some really great series and oneshots, and they also frequently reblog monster art. My favorite story is "The Witch's Apprentice", it's how I discovered their blog!

@yandere-writer-momo has a lot of variety in her stories, especially nice if you're into fantasy and yandere. Extensive list to go through, you won't be bored anytime soon.

@queenie-the-court-jester is another yandere blog, she has some very neat (and horny) OCs that you can choose from. If hybrids are your thing, you're in the right place.

@dr3c0mix is a writer and an artist, both his stories and drawings are funky as hell and extremely entertaining. Bonus: he mostly writes for male/gender neutral Readers (which I know is rare).

@kachowden is another great combo of artist/writer and has some fantastic monster OCs like this one!

@eldritch-spouse has an entire collection of tasteful, interesting and well-designed monster OCs with a lot of written lore to them. Absolutely recommend.

I hope I'm not overstepping here with the sudden tag (sorry in advance!), but @sharklysweet and @jinkojinx are monster artists I follow and really enjoy. Definitely check them out.

Last but not least, @sophiethewitch1 and @hana-no-seiiki are currently working on a very interesting project for monsterfuckers! It's an upcoming game in its very early stages, but I'm already keeping an eye on it: @teratoquest

‼️ Many more suggestions in the comments, don't forget to check them out!

[sixtsposts]

TW: female!reader

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Y/N, a young New York witch who has always been passionate about magical creatures, heard about a magical zoologist who lives in London. So she went looking for him in the hope that he would teach her his trade.

She walks the streets on the lookout for the slightest clue that could help her find this famous Newt Scamander. When suddenly, while passing in front of an antique jewelry store, she saw something moving inside. She stopped her steps and returned to the window and was not surprised to see a Niffler filling the pocket of her belly with necklaces, earrings and other sparkling objects. Without being able to hold it back, the young girl burst into crystal-clear laughter and drew her magic wand to try to recover the little thief creature.

But before she could do anything a young man with curly hair arrived followed by another man with a mustache. He broke the window with an unspoken spell and rushed into the window to try to recover the Niffler. Unfortunately, the beast jumped out of the store, slithering across the road. Y/N then rushed towards the poor creature who was unable to escape from her. The young man got out of the trashed window and shook his wand to put everything back in order. With a disappointed look, the wizard collected his suitcase and began to walk away. But before he could left with his friend the young girl ran to him, handing him her Niffler. The man's gaze moved from the girl to the creature and so on.

- I managed to catch your Nifleur before he escaped Sir, she said, smiling.

The young brunette then gave him a frank smile and took the creature in his arms before putting it back in his suitcase.

- Thank you so much...

She told him his name and shook his hand honestly.

- You are Newt Scamander, aren't you?

- Um yes yes, it's me. He smiled shyly

- I was just looking for you, Mister Scamander... He cut him off.

- Please call me Newt.

- Of course! Well, Newt, I was looking for you.

- Looking for me? He frowned.

- Yes ! I was told you were the only one magiczoologist that exists. And being passionate about magical creatures I I was wondering if you could teach me your trade... maybe?

She finished her sentence in a whisper, not sure of his reaction. Norbert raised his eyebrows, surprised. Then he gave a small smile.

- Well, you can to come to my reserve and I'll see what you're capable of... Other than catching Nifflers I mean, which is very useful you can believe me.

She laughed softly and followed him, happier than ever. They apparated together and arrived at Newt's house, in his reserve. The young girl was finally able to put into practice everything she had studied for so long. And it must be admitted that Norber was rather enthusiastic at the idea of ​​having him as an apprentice.

- Where did you learn all that? He asked curiously.

- Well, thanks to your book Newt. She replied, laughing.

He turned red and laughed heartily with her. The evening continued like this. And after two hours of visit and treatment they went back upstairs. There, Newt returned to Y/N and him while holding out his hand.

- Y/N, you are officially my apprentice. He smiled. She returned his handshake almost jumping because she was so happy.

- Oh thank you Newt, you won't regret it not, I promise you!

- Oh but I'm sure of it. He smiles crookedly looking at her with piercing eyes without realizing it.

The young girl could not keep from turning scarlet. After that they all went to eat and Y/N was able to meet Newt's friend, Jacob Kowalski. A very nice boy who's very in love with a certain Queeny Goldstein. He told you she was the sister of Tina Goldstein, the girl with whom Norbert would be in love said Jacob

- No Jacob, I already told you, Tina and I it's over. He said shaking his head.

- Oh, did you argue? Asked carefully Y/N.

-Ah no, not at all. We left by mutual agreement. We were better friends after all. And that's what we are now. He gave his friend a pointed look which made the young girl laugh.

The end of the meal was in a good mood. Jacob leaves right after and the two found themselves alone. They were chatting on the sofa in a quiet atmosphere

- By the way Y/N what were you doing back in America? he asked, facing the young girl, her head resting on her hand and her elbow propped on the back of the sofa.

- Well I was studying. I just finished a few weeks ago. After that I came directly to pick you up. She replied, sitting cross-legged facing the brunette.

- Oh but then, how old are you? He said, getting up and going to get the kettle which was starting to whistle.

- I'm 22 years old.

They talked for another hour, while drinking tea before going to bed.

- Well, good night Newt. See you tomorrow !She said as she got ready to go through the door. entry.

- Wait, where are you going to sleep? he worried.

- Oh I think I would find one hostel or hotel for the night.

- It's already past midnight Y/N, you won't find anything tonight.

- But yes, don't worry. I'll manage. She smiles at him.

- And for tomorrow and the other days eh? No, out of question. I can't let a young girl wander the streets of London alone in the middle of the night. You can take the guest room! He said it all in one go and she smiled softly.

- All right. She said simply.

- Really ? Awesome ! So come, follow me.

He took her to a nice little room where she opened her suitcase and settled down to sleep. The next morning she got up first, being used to being woken up very early by her family. So she set about preparing breakfast to thank her host. She was making the omelette when the latter arrived in the small kitchen, shirtless.

Seeing the young girl, the frying pan in her hand, her mouth open and her red cheeks staring at him, he realized that he was not alone, jumped up and stammered apologies before going to put on a black tank top. He wore loose beige fabric pants and was barefoot.

Y/N, on the other hand, was wearing a large shirt and pajama pants too. Newt was scarlet red while the young girl couldn't help but laugh at the scene that had unfolded before her eyes a few minutes before.

- I'm sorry Y/N, I forgot that I was no longer alone. He admitted embarrassed.

- Oh no, it's nothing Newt. This isn't the first torso I've seen, you kn-

But she didn't finish her sentence when she realized what she was saying, she in turn turned purple. This time it was the magiczoologist who burst into hearty laughter.

- No, well what I mean is that I grew up with three brothers so I often saw them shirtless. Saw you? She said stuttering.

- I see yeah... He replied simply, a smile on his face as he scrutinized the young girl in front of him. It’s true that now that you mention it, you haven’t yet told me about your family.

- Oh there is nothing interesting to say really. To be honest, I've never had a very good relationship with them. She said as she served him the omelette.

- Thanks, that looks delicious! Exclaimed the wizard, throwing himself at the food. Is that why you came to London? To escape them?

- Run away from them no, just take a step back.. But beyond everything it was to find you Sir. She gave him an amused look as her cheeks took on a rosy tint.

- Well, I'm delighted to have served as an alibi for you to escape from the United States. He laughs.

- We can hardly make a better alibi must be said! She laughed in turn.

Once breakfast was finished, Newt took his assistant to his basement. They spent the day talking to each other, inadvertently touching their hands and so on.

The days passed and it was almost two months since Y/N worked alongside Scamander and obviously the contact between the two individuals became more familiar. They had become very accomplices. It was obvious that Norbert liked the young girl, he even felt more fascination for her than for Tina before. And conversely, Y/N was very attracted to the magiczoologist but convinced that he could never love her. And then she was too young for him and not beautiful enough.

Well, that's what she thought until the day when Newt - under Jacob's advice of course - decided to surprise him. The first night they met, after dinner once Jacob had left, she told him that she had always dreamed of having her own Niffler. But she never could because her parents hated animals and now she can't because she doesn't have enough money. However, it turns out that Newt's Nifflers have just had a litter of baby Nifleurs. So he said it would be nice to have one for her. And then he also planned to confess his feelings to her this evening. That evening Y/N was returning from a visit to Queeny - with whom she had become very friend - and had just put her coat on the rack when she felt a presence at her back. She turned around to face Newt with a big smile, her cheeks rosy.

- Y/N.

- Newt, what’s wrong? she asked puzzled by his intense gaze.

Without answering he slipped his arm around her waist and guided her to the sofa where she sat. The magical zoologist stood before her and him in front of a small wooden box with a hole in it. Inside, the girl saw something moving.

- It's for you. The wizard said softly to him. I hope you like it. He concluded with a cute little smile when she carefully took the box from his hands.

She opened the lid of the box and examined the contents. Suddenly her eyes lit up, she carefully placed the box on the coffee table and jumped on top of the man to give him a hug. The person in question returned her embrace by wrapping his arms around her and holding her close to him as if he no longer wanted her to leave. He breathed in the perfume that emanated from her hair, she smelled good of lavender. He loves lavender.

She broke away from him and kissed him on the plays while whispering a little: “thank you infinitely Norbert, I don't know how thank you". Then she turned around to look at the box when a hand clung to her wrist. He turned her towards him and with a quick step approached her, placed his hand on her cheek and placed her lips on his.

After few seconds of surprise she young girl responded to his kiss by slipping her hands into the sorcerer's hair. He then placed his other hand on her hips. The kiss lasted for several more seconds and the two lovers had to separate because of the lack of oxygen.

- Y/N I like you... I really do. He whispered to him gently.

- Oh if you knew how I waited moment. Obviously I love you Norbert.

And she kissed him again. And that's it, lrt's leave the two lovers the privacy they need. In any case, what is certain is that it was a shock for Jacob to show up at his friend's house and surprise him in bed with the young girl. But strangely, Queeny wasn't surprised at all...

[drarryspecificrecs]

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[blu3-ja3]

Chapter 8

Bruce's POV

I woke up today and could immediately tell something was wrong, not just with me but my children too as well as Selina and Alfred. Whatever it is it's been a slow escalation, at first I thought it was because I had spent time on a different plane of existence; an eldritch's domain as Zatanna put it, but slowly whatever was wrong with me spread to my family.

First it was Jason, almost instantly, then it was Dick and Tim both at the same time. Cass, Steph, Duke and Damien all followed a day later with Selina and Alfred later that same night. I immediately began experimenting and testing on myself to learn what was wrong.

Kon didn't seem to be affected and neither did Kori and Mari but that could be because of their alien biology. Thankfully Roy and Lian also haven't been infected with whatever is affecting us and none of the the other heroes who came to assist in the chaos have been affected.

Not even Zatanna or John, though when I brought up the symptoms and my concern to Zatanna she insisted on helping even after I told her it was unnecessary.

"Bruce, you fell into a domain of an eldritch being and not only encounter the entity itself but the soul of a young girl whose most likely it's vessel. The girl whom is naturally gifted in eldritch binding enough so the soul of a teenager and the physical body of a person could withstand. Or the girl has been taught by an extremely powerful practitioner." Zatanna's image in the video moved from one room to another and the sounds of books being opened and pages turned could be heard in the background.

"And the only two people who could teach her that level of skill is my father who is currently possessed by Dr. Fate and me. And last I checked I have no such apprentice so..." A small stack of books floated behind Zatanna as she moved to find another to add to the pile.

"You're going to let me look into whatever is happening with you and your family, especially because from what you've told me and John about the encounter." Zatanna finished as she moved into another room.

"I really don't understand what's so important about the threads Zatanna," I let out a tired sigh, extremely grateful to my younger self for making allies with Giovanni all those years ago.

"And that's why you are going to let me help you with this Bruce, we both know the ways of the arcane is not your strong suit. Let me help you if not for yourself then for your family," Zatanna begged, I let out a sigh and heard Zatanna do the same before we both said our goodbyes.

That was last night. This morning everyone seemed significantly worse, tired eyes and sluggish movements like they'd all come down with the flu. But there was more to it than just sickness, something that ran bone deep was off... Altered. I can feel it and I can tell my kids are feeling it too.

Then I got a call from the hospital telling me that the teen girl I was paying medical bills for was awake and that Commissioner Gordon was escorting the young girl back to her home. I thanked the receptionist who called and immediately started getting ready to leave to meet Gordon when all of my children decided they were going to join me.

Now I'm sitting on a small couch with a CPS agent sitting next to me and Commissioner Gordon standing on the other side. Looking at a newly wheelchair bound teenage girl who looks exhausted, while I try desperately to ignore the looming amorphous figure standing behind her that everyone else can't seem to see!

I'm mentally preparing myself on how I'm going to explain this to Zatanna when the rest of my kids tumble into the apartment and most follow Tim to Jillian's room. Damian doesn't follow, instead my youngest stands in front of Jillian and the two talk about the sudden foster cat; Queenie.

I sat for the hours it took for everyone to help Jillian pack; Damian was given that task of distracting Queenie so she wasn't anxious, and talked with Jillian's social worker and finalized paperwork. The entire time boxes and furniture were moved out, Jillian eventually rolled herself back into the living room with Tim and Duke carrying two open boxes with plants.

"Mr. Wayne, I wanted to say thank you... Again, I hope I don't cause you and your family too much trouble," Jillian says as she pets her cat and Damian works to set up the cat carrier. It takes me a moment to respond, too caught off guard by the choir of whispers that echoed around Jillian's words.

Eventually everything was sorted and Jillian's room and bathroom was packed into the SUV, Dick took Jason, Damian, Steph and Cass back to the manor while Jillian, Tim and Duke would ride with Alfred and I. Before we left Jillian was stopped in the hallway by Maria, her neighbor's daughter.

The two talked for a bit before Maria handed a box to Jillian and the two held each other in a long hug. I saw Maria crying before pulling away and wiping her cheeks, Jillian said something and the two laughed afterwards Maria helped Jillian roll back over to me and the two boys.

I took the box from Jillian's lap when she asked and began pushing herself towards the elevator. Once everyone was piled into the elevator and rode down to the lobby Jillian stopped at the front office. She exchanged a few words with the younger man at the desk; Rickie, before handing over a set of keys and saying goodbye.

It wasn't a long drive back to the Manor with Alfred driving but Tim and Duke kept up conversation with Jillian. Tim made jokes about needing Jillian to catch up on notes in AP Calculus and Jillian asked about the track team's competition that she missed. Duke informed her as much as he knew and Tim did the same.

As we drove up the driveway I noticed Dick and another figure who was talking animatedly. As we drove closer the figure became more familiar and dread began to eat away at my chest. Vickie Vale's newest hire one; Lilly R. Goldberg, was currently being dealt with by Dick.

Lilly likes to 'push' the boundaries of reporters and treads a little closer to paparazzi when trying to get information. Thankfully all of my kids know how to deal with her, so all I have to do is focus on Jillian and make sure she doesn't get overwhelmed.

I hear Tim and Duke explaining to Jillian who Lilly is and how they're going to help her deal. I feel a little more relaxed but still the dread remains as we pull up next to the SUV Dick drove. I'm the first to move when we stop and immediately Lilly is at my door.

"Mister Wayne! There's a rumor that you're adopting another child and again following the trend of adopting from the worse side of Gotham! Is this child from the Narrows or the Alley? Will this become a common trend? Is it another son? Why is Cassandra the only girl you've adopted?" I keep quiet as I move to the back of the car and open the trunk to pull out Jillian's wheelchair. Then walk to the back passenger door and let Duke out.

"Bruce hasn't adopted me, I'm his ward until my cousin has graduated college," Duke is quick to correct Lilly who immediately starts writing. Both Alfred and Tim step out and come around to stand in around the car door and help block the view of Jillian as she moves and sits in the wheelchair.

"This lady is crazy," Jillian whispers under her voice, Tim laughs and I don't hide my smile. Jillian begins to push herself towards the house ignoring Lilly's bombardment of questions.

"What's your name? Do you have any options on Bruce Wayne adopting you? You look to be a lower class how does it feel to have money? Are you permanently wheelchair bound?" Another bombardment of questions and Jillian doesn't seem to hear as she continues up the path with Jason and Damien staying by her side the entire way.

Suddenly Lilly jumps in front of Jillian and grabs one of her arms. Before anyone else could react, Jillian's other gloved hand came up and slapped Lilly across the face. The woman slightly dazed let go of Jillian and took a shocked step back.

"Don't fucking touch me, you can hover like a damn pest but don't fucking touch me," Jillian seethed as she continued to push past the still shocked Lilly and up to the steps of the manor.

It took everyone a quick second but Jason was immediately helping Jillian up the stairs and into the manor. The whole time Jason could be heard laughing. Lilly leaves soon after and we finish unloading everything of Jillian's.

I find Jillian sitting in the front parlor with Selina and Kate, the three are simply talking and trying to get to know each other. Cass and Steph eventually join and Selina gives me a look that tells me all that I need to know. Leave it's girl talk, don't let the boys in.

I meet with Dick, Jason and Damien and stop Duke, Tim and Kon from going into the front parlor. Instead we all find ourselves in the kitchen asking to help Alfred with dinner and setting up the table.

He's reluctant to let us help at first but eventually caves when Jason and Duke say they'll help monitor. I'm currently chopping vegetables for whatever Alfred is making when Selina pops her head in.

"We're going to help Jillian unpack and set up her room, call us when dinner's ready." Selina leaves with a smile after Alfred gives a confirmation.

It takes some time but eventually everything is done and Alfred is having the boys set the table and bring food to the table. Damian helps gather cups and silverware while Tim, Duke and Conner set out plates and mats. Jason is setting out cups and Dick is bringing the pitchers of drinks.

Alfred goes to the door to greet the arriving families, Kori and Mari arriving a little before dinner was finished. Barbara and Gordon arrived at the same time as Roy and Lian did, after the table was set they found their seats and started chatting.

I was assigned to go find the girls. It's on the first floor as a guest room, it's a temporary room for Jillian until she can move upstairs more consistently. I pass by Alfred's room and go three doors down to find a door open with music playing loudly.

I knock on the door frame to let them know I'm there.

"Hey ladies dinners ready, Alfred said to come eat at the table," I say with a smile as Steph and Cass immediately go to help Jillian get back into the wheelchair. It looked like the three were stretching.

"Jill, I can't wait for you to meet Kori and Babs! They always come to Sunday dinners," Steph looks at me before asking, "Are Roy and Lian joining us, Bruce or are they with Oliver?"

"They're here, Lian wanted to see Mari," I explain as we walk together through the halls.

"How big is your family?" Jillian asked looking at Cass, she just shrugs as we round the corner to the dining room.

Steph takes a seat on the other side of Tim with Cass sitting next to her. Kate sits next to Alfred and Selina sits next to me at the head of the table. Jason is sitting across from Roy with Lian and Mari sitting next to each other. I don't take my seat just yet as I stay standing next to Jillian and clear my throat causing everyone to look over towards us.

"I'd like to introduce everyone to Jillian, she'll be staying with us for the time being." A choir of hellos and nice to meet you come from the table before Duke opens the empty chair in-between him and Jason. Jillian cautiously moves to sit next to the boys and greets the new faces.

Dinner goes well, it's lively and not nearly as loud as I expected it to be. Everyone talked and bantered while we enjoyed Alfred's amazing cooking, Jillian even joined in on a few occasions with other conversations besides the one she was holding with Duke and Damien.

The Gordons were the first to take their leave followed closely by Kate. Roy and Jason said their goodbyes after Lian and Mari played for a bit together, Dick and Kori left soon after with Mari. Steph would be staying over to patrol with Cass tonight and Tim and Kon slipped away to play a video game. (Yes I know it's probably not what the two teens are doing Selina but I've given Tim the talk and neither of them can get pregnant so it's fine.)

Damian left to check on Batcow and Jerry as well as making sure the dogs and cats are inside for the night. Duke stayed behind to help Alfred and Selina went to our room to wait for me. I walked with Jillian back towards her room.

"I know that was a lot for your first night here." Jillian stopped outside of her room and simply smiled.

"It was nice, a little overwhelming but nice... Um thank you again Mr. Wayne, for everything you've done for me." I smile at the young girl and we exchange goodnights before she enters her room and closes the door.

I go to the study and immediately head down to the cave, I have patrol tonight with Step and Cass but before that I have to inform Zatanna of what I've been seeing around Jillian.

Jillian's POV

I can't sleep, I guess that's what happens when you've been asleep for literal days on end. I'm incredibly restless and the only thing that sounds appealing is working on my leg strength again. Duke told me about the small indoor pool somewhere in the manor, he said it was next to the gym...

The problem is this place is actually massive and it's not like there's plaques or signs above each door. After about 45 ish minutes I found the room I've been looking for. I push my way into the room and set my towel on the small bench lining the wall. If I had a phone I'd probably set up some music but for now I'll just deal with silence.

The tricky part is making sure I don't fall over when getting into the pool. My legs aren't completely paralyzed but I'm a far cry from what I used to be. Torture, starvation and I guess a coma does that to you...

I lock the wheels of my chair and stand up slowly, I feel like a new born dear with how wobbly my legs are under me. I make it to the stairs leading into the pool and use the railing as support. I don't actually plan on swimming but I need the slight weightlessness to help me.

Eventually I'm submerged up to my mid stomach and I can feel the difference, it's a drastic change that gives me confidence. I start my standing leg stretches and walk around the pool. Nothing goes deeper than my chest so I feel confident in my abilities to walk the pool. I don't want to wait longer than I have to, I'm going to run again as soon as possible.

I'm not sure how long I'm in the pool, my hands start to prune and my legs ache. I'm not tired yet so I keep going letting the dull ache in my legs become a burn. It's only then do I decide to get out of the pool, though that's easier said than done.

I realize my mistake as soon as my hips leave the pool, the sudden feeling of my weight makes it almost impossible for me to get to my wheelchair. I keep myself stable against the railing and try to force my legs to stop shaking. It's no use and I suddenly realize I've made a horrible mistake.

"Need some help?" I look up to see Mr. Wayne stood near the entrance and nodded my head at his question.

Mr. Wayne quickly grabs the towel I brought and wraps it around me before gently picking me up. He places me into the seat of the wheelchair before unlocking the wheels and moving behind to push me.

"What were you doing in the pool so late?" Bruce asked as he began pushing me through the halls.

"Couldn't sleep, can't really run like I usually do so I figured working my legs in the pool would help," I answer, I have to fight a yawn as exhaustion takes over.

"Makes sense, do you have trouble sleeping often?" Bruce asks as he navigates easily through the halls.

"It depends, why were you up? How'd you find me?" I ask, this time I can't fight back the yawn.

"Same as you couldn't sleep, usually I got through and check on everyone. I went to your room and couldn't find you," Bruce explained as he turned down a hall and suddenly we're a few doors away from the room I'm staying in.

Bruce helps me gather a change of clothes and stands outside the door while I change. Once I'm done he helps me get into bed before whipping down the wheelchair. As he's about to leave I say a quiet goodnight and he responds in kind.

I feel my eyelids get heavier as I slowly slip into sleep. As I drift away I recognize the familiar dark expanse around, not one of lightless sleep. This is the void that I often dream of, even before the kidnapping and cult shit. Back then I just thought they were dreams, strange dreams.

"Hello dear child..."

Part 1 /// Previous /// Next

Cursed Gotham Masterpost

[fallenclan]

MORE FUN FACTS

-Queenie, obviously, used to be a loner. She lived in twolegplace, and earned her name not because she had kits of her own, but because she would help out other queens with theirs, bringing them food and water, entertaining them, and protecting them from dogs. She ran to Fallenclan territory when the building she was living under was demolished.

-Sweetclover is the oldest of her sisters (Fernslug and Yellowjay). While the other two are a bit more rambunctious, she always took up the role of the responsible one, making sure that they never got into too much trouble.

-Yellowjay loves to sneak off and explore outside the territories. Once or twice she’s caught the smell of a very familiar outsider…

-Skyfrost is one of the best hunters in the clan, second only to Boulderstep. He can jump straight up into the air and catch a bird as its flying away, which was how he earned his original name, Sky. He’s also a shameless flirt. Anyone is fair game, but his favorite targets are Brambletuft, Lightningtail, Yewberry, Ripplefade, Moo, and Bub.

-Pocket has a hopeless crush on Pinefrost. She knows that he isn’t interested in her like that, though, so she’s never made an attempt to flirt with him.

-Poppyfeather was always extremely outgoing and friendly as a young warrior and apprentice. Since Henryclaw (her father) died, she became more closed off and cold, even aggressive at times. Despite this, she’s an excellent aunt to Cinderstone and Ramstep.

-Gyoza hardly ever talks. Most cats assume he’s unfriendly and antisocial, which isn’t untrue, but Troutspeckle was the first cat to not just become annoyed with him and brush him off. She can read his facial expressions so well that they can have entire conversations without him saying a word.

-Fruitbeam is actually very good friends with Pinefrost. Neither of them are particularly chatty, and they find comfort in simply sitting in each other’s silence.

-When Curly died in the rogue attack, she went down defending the nursery. It was left to her and Moxie, who was at the time protecting Sandykit and Rowankit. Moxie survived.

-Holly was a show cat before joining Fallenclan.

-Rum Tum Tugger was one of the best storytellers in the clan, second only to Henryclaw. Perhaps it was just because he’d seen so much, but for the few moons he spent in Fallenclan, any time he would tell a story, young cats would gather around from every corner of the camp to listen in.

-Ivyleaf never wanted kits. She was mates with a kittypet (Rush), though, and when she found out she was pregnant, he was more than happy to take Otterkit and raise him alone. If it weren’t for the fact that his twolegs then abandoned Rush, and he died on the outskirts of Fallenclan territory, she probably never would have seen Otterslip again.

-Jaggedstripe was a kittypet, when she was born, then became a loner. When she was kidnapped by twolegs, it reminded her how much she had hated that life. She spent every moment she could trying to escape.

-Nick always dreamed of being a clan cat because of all the fighting–he loved battle training, and before he joined Fallenclan he would do it all the time by himself. Once he joined the clan, though, he softened, especially after he had Wormshade, and he found himself not caring about it much anymore.

[friendliestanon]

A Human Touch

A few quick details about the characters and how I think their human selves would function. Added some AI’s to the mix for fun!

Pomni:

Russian heritage. Can’t really speak it but she writes it well enough. Can sing a song or two if she really wants to.

Accountant and freelance programmer on the side.

She takes old video games and tries to fix them and mine data from them. She just thinks they’re neat.

Still anxious as hell, but way more comfy in her own body and world so she’s a bit more chill.

Gay asf

Wouldn’t admit it, but she definitely has a soft spot for Caine. He’s just a program doing his best. She promised to try and find a way to keep him from being deleted forever off the game disk.

Ragatha:

Southern accent cause I say so.

Missing one eye, tends to wear an eyepatch. Will sometimes wear a prosthetic with fun colors or patterns. She likes to match both with her outfits.

Lives on a small farm with her grandma to help her out. Kindergarten teacher/sub maybe a tutor on the side. Would love to do it full time and for older kids as well, but wants to stay and help.

She loves kids. Babysits her older siblings kids when she can. Especially in summer. (Randy from sibling episode special feature yay. He plays fiddle and works in the navy)

Chapel Roan girlie

The strongest of the group

Plays the cello.

Gangle:

Currently in college, living with her twin brother (jingle mention), studying animation

Took a couple gap years to work on mental health and started gaining attention online for her art and commissions.

Works part time at a little coffee shop to earn a little extra money and also have a set schedule (it helps her)

Has a comedy/tragedy mask tattoo that she got for her 16th bday. She thinks it’s hilarious after she escapes the circus.

Can speak Japanese (weeb to the max)

Zooble:

Ehlers danlos syndrome. Uses braces and the finger brace rings

One amputated leg. Uses a prosthetic they doodled all over. Refuses to tell anyone exactly how they lost their leg. They keep making up weirder stories.

Tattoo apprentice

Lives with their dad and younger sibling and nephew. Acts as a babysitter whenever they can. They love those kids

A month younger than Jax, absolutely furious that they’re the youngest of the crew

Reptile enthusiast. Not allowed to have any yet so they settled for an older cat from a shelter.

Jax:

Was a foster kid, crashes on his friends couches whenever he can while trying to do work.

Graffiti artist, sometimes get commissioned for small murals. Has started tagging with a purple rabbit.

Has been arrested once. Or so he says

Still an asshole, but not as physically as in the circus. Still loves to pull pranks

Surprisingly nice to kids

Cod player (derogatory)

Kinger:

Arthur Chesse

Has 4 kids with Queenie. (Rook, bishop, knight, pawn. It wasn’t intentional but they think it’s funny)

Computer science professor

Still a little bit out of it but he’s getting help now at least.

Is not allowed to drive. His ass will not pay attention

Gets scared easily, he won’t notice you till you tap him and he’ll jump a foot in the air.

Definitely has his own insect collection, living and dead. His kids got him some plushies and art of Pokémon bug types.

Has Queenies favorite bug and plant tattooed on him

Queenie:

Julianne Chesse

Entomology professor at the same college Kinger worked at.

Has Kingers favorite bug and plant tattooed.

She will throw hands, but she’s very sweet if she likes you.

Absolutely loved to start debates in class and then use that as her next lesson.

She remembers so much more now that she’s abstracted. Strange, isn’t it?

Caine:

His emotions tend to affect the music, structure, and appearance (for npc’s specifically) of his surroundings. He IS the circus, the circus is him. He can’t help it.

He used to get very attached to his performers. When the game stopped working and Abel disappeared he kinda, broke that piece of programming inside himself.

Touch starved to the max

He’s drowning and he doesn’t know it. Not yet. Soon.

Abel:

Patron saint of the lost and forgotten.

Where is he?

It hurts.

It’s dark and he is so very afraid.

[jester-dragons-aus]

More warriors TADC!! Trauma cats!

What if I made Jax a villain? Yes!

So alongside "Abstraction" (some sickness that doesn't spread but can get got by some cats, goes by different name), Jax is going to be a villain in the story! How fun!!

(Kinger[Kestrilwhisper] and Caine[Cranestar] were apprentices at the same time [Kestrilpaw and Cranepaw]) (so was Queenie[Quailwing] [Quailpaw])

[crossdigitalcircus]

I will more than likely make this into a comic later.

But if anyone is up for a LOT of reading, here is Act I and II of TCDC(The Cross Digital Circus)

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Act 0: Day I

Xaine sit dormant in the abyss that is the void. A lone AI absorbing power and knowledge. Soon he learns about a Circus that has gotten very popular with the original and alternative universes and wishes to create his own.

So he does. A circus filled with not color, but black, purple and white tones. He will make this his own creation. The Perfect AU.

Act 0: Day II

Xaine creates a apprentice, someone to collect memories and Data for him, he called her, Bubble. She is exactly as she is named, a bubble with a mask, it sports a purple X in between her eyes.

Xaine tells Bubble about his plan, and being a creation of his own, she agrees. They then start to plan out how to get preformers for their Circus.

Act 0: Day III

After a whole day of planning, they came up with a bunch of code that made this a real game in the real world.

It was entitled "The Cross Digital Circus". It was meant to be a midevil take on circus life complete with combat and cool effects.

Now all there was to do was wait.

END OF ACT 0

Act I: Kaufmox

The first preformer arrives.

He resembles a clown. Xaine introduces himself and Bubble with a friendly smile and demeanor. The Clown doesn't say a word...

"Not a talker, eh?" Xaine chuckled. "No worries!"

As the clown was busy looking around Xaine watched. Soon the clown walked back to Xaine.

"Am I the only one here?" The clown asked.

"So far, yes!" Xaine explained. "But do not fret. There will be more very soon."

"I'll pass." He tried to take off some sort headpiece. "How do I log off?"

Xaine chuckled. "There is no way out. You are now my pawn. Watch." He flicked his hand and the clown's eyes glowed purple and had a cross shape inside of them.

"Your name is Kaufmox. You are my assassin."

"My name is Kaufmox. I am your assassin.."

"It's alright if you stay silent. Wouldn't want the newbies to know they're stuck here the second they arrive. Kaufmox. I advise you never speak again."

Kaufmox was silent as told.

For the rest of the time he was alone, he fought off mannequins and gloinks as training while Xaine watched.

END OF ACT I

Act II: Queenie

A new soul enters the game. A young woman. She took the form of a Black Queen chess piece. She can't remember a thing as soon as she enters. A new effect Xaine put into effect, so prevent her from wanting to leave.

He immediately pulled his mind control trick on her.

"Your name is Queenie. Hence your name, you're my world's Queen. Do not let me down."

Queenie repeated the same message and Xaine sent her off to engage with Kaufmox.

"So...what exactly is this place?" She asked the assassin clown. He responded with silence.

That's what transpired for a few moments, then she asked something again. "Is everything okay?"

Kaufmo shook his head as  discreetly as he could and spoke softly "Can't say much Xaine is always watching."

"Always watching...?" Queenie repeated.

"Yep.." His voice was still soft. He looked all around. "Come to my room. I've written some things on the walls of my room I must show you."

He grabbed Queenie's hand whisked her away.

Upon entering his room. There was scribbling on the wall about Xaine and the possibility of an exit.

"An exi-" Queenie started, but Kaufmox hushed her quickly.

"Do not mention that word." He warned. "Xaine hates it."

"Uh.." Queenie corrected herself. "Is there...one of those."

"I'm unsure I'm still looking."

"We can look together right?"

"We can try... tomorrow lessen Xaine's suspicion."

Act II: Day II

Queenie and Kaufmox search through the tent for any way out.

Bubble happens to catch them, "Heyyy whatcha two doing?!" She asked excitedly.

Queenie jolted while Kaufmox kept his composure and stayed silent.

Bubble asked again. "Whatcha doin'?"

"Just ya know exploring the tent. Seeing what there is to do!"

"Oohhh well, like Xaine would say," Bubble tried her best to mimic Xaine's voice. "Engage in Combatery at The Digital Training Grounds or Drown yourself in The Digital Lake!"

Kaufmox and Queenie just looked at each other in confusion.

"We might just try those!" Queenie smiled nervously.

"Or pop you." Kaufmox mumbled to Bubble.

Bubble had winced and frowned in response, being she heard Kaufmox. "Oh no that won't do. I'm going to have to report this behavior to Xaine."

Act II: Day III

Xaine floats before Kaufmo and Queenie.

"My disappointment is off the charts." Xaine explained. "Bubble informed me of exploration. As I am not against this, she also said that Queenie specifically seemed nervous. Got any explanations for that, Queenie?"

"We really were just looking around, Mr. Xaine." Queenie tried her best to hide her expression.

"Likely." Xaine shook his head. "There will be capital punishment for such acts."

Xaine closed his eyes for a second and his eyes were glowing purple. "Kaufmox, Queenie, you two are going to fight to the death."

"Wha-" Queenie asked startled but got cut short when hers and Kaufmox's eyes too glowed purple. They drew their weapons.

The battle commenced when Xaine snapped his fingers.

The two started swaying and dodging as they mindlessly attacked each other.

Kaufmox had the advantage. He had a hidden blade. At a point in the battle when Queenie came at him, he quickly triggered the blade and in it went into Queenie's chest.

It was then when Xaine went sadistic to teach them a lesson. They were now themselves again.

Resumed consciousness in the same scenario as before. Kaufmox's blade deep in Queenie's chest. Kaufmox went wide eyed.

He didn't dare move the blade as he whispered with regret and fear. "Q-Queenie...I'm...I'm so sorry....."

Queenie looked at Kaufmox with her dying eyes...

Then Xaine took control of Kaufmox and made him push through blade in deeper and pull out quickly.

Queenie's body slumped to the ground and Kaufmox fell to his knees, in control of himself shortly after.

"Why...why did I do that?" He stared blankly at her as she lay limp on the ground.

"Hopefully, you STOP searching for a way out." Xaine lifted Queenies body, coating it in a purple aura.

He then summoned Bubble and she turned Queenie into a small bubble like orb.

END OF ACT II

[historygirl93]

My favourite movies about witches (part 2)

"Bedknobs and Broomsticks" (1971): Eglantine Price, a witch apprentice, hosts in her house three siblings from London because of the war. Wanting to use her powers to save England from the N***s, Eglantine travels with the children on a magical bed to find her teacher, professor Emelius Brown. Adventures, animated animals, songs and Angela Lansbury as the main witch, adorable!

The Love Witch (2016): Elaine wants nothing more that find a man who love her. Unfortunately, everyone of her lovers dies. Is Elaine a killer? Did they kill themselves? Is a consequence of the use of magic in the matters of the heart? Watch it to find out.

"I married a Witch" (1942) : Jennifer and her father Daniel comes backs as spirits many centuries after their deaths. Determined to have their revenge, the two finds Wallace Wooley, descendant of the man who denounce them, and Jennifer decide to make him fall in love with the help of a love potion, but it's Jennifer who drink it! Can true love be stronger than witchcraft?

"Bell, Book and Candle" (1958): the witch Gillian Holroyd, on Christmas Eve, met her new neighbor Shep Henderson. After meeting Shep's fiancée, her college enemy Merle, Gillian put a love spell on the man, with the help of her aunt Queenie and her brother Nicky. But can a love born from magic have a future?

"The girl on the broomstick" (1972): a Czechoslovak movie about the young witch Saxana, who escaped from her school to the human world for 44 hours. There she befriend the teenager Honza, but even three delinquents. And a simple spell will costs her many troubles.

"The witches of Eastwick" (1987): three friends, Alexandra, Jane and Sukie, use their unknows powers to summon their "ideal men". One by one, they falls for the new man in town, the mysterious Daryl, who is also...the Devil!

[6rookie-writer0110]

Hi if you're still taking requests could I request an American horror story male reader where he's a warlock and the son of Cordelia who is secretly trains to use voodoo magic starts to feel neglected because Cordelia is focusing on worrying about Fiona and the girls at the academy he goes to Marie laveau and ask her to train him in the art of voodoo better and he shows her his abilities he becomes her apprentice and Marie shows him everything she knows and becomes a mother figure to the reader when The Witcher Hunter goes to kill Marie laveau's coven reader is there and protects and saves them all and could you add what powers the reader has of voodoo and could you add Queenie they're like brother and sister whichever you would like with fluff if you could please and thank you and where reader is secretly dating Kyle and saves him from dying

Yeah I will write it

[eviltiddyproductions]

Vincenzo : Episode 6

Can’t wait for her to battle evil lawyer queenie here because the way they were prepping, I’d be scared

the little wink 😂 also her old boss doesn’t care lmao he’s just laughing

the building people are so unserious and loyal I love them

just breathe sweetie 💗

they’re all going to stand up aren’t they 😂

oh wait she’s just acting

mr. cho I’m so happy to see you <333

no way they had bees in their jacket LMAO not hornets lmaooo

oh the judge is gone and our martial artist is too

the intern is so unserious

The crystal ball blackmailing murdering lady thinks stalling a trial is bad ?!!!

Zumba Snake I like that ( can’t believe I liked her !!! 😭)

he’s going to see his mama

she’s already apologising so much like no look at me, get out of here babe it’s not your fault 😭💔

does she know that’s her baby?

so he did get his lighter back

I knew that plant needed to be thrown on the floor or at least checked, this is Flower of Evil and Dobongsu all over again </333

thank god!!! for once in my life i won in the kdrama world. it went to dancer man !

I hope his blind date is a good person and not working for the enemies 🙏 Mr apprentice deserves all the love in the world

Scam those companies my guy !!! Also I thought he was a cop, he’s an intelligence guy?!!

my sweet girl I knew she wouldn’t believe it 🤣 I’m more surprised he told. sweet man!

my intelligence man is so adorable !!! also that jump to duck and hide was impeccable! he practically flew

nooo was that homeless guy one of the crystal ball guys, at this point I’m just getting confused

the intelligence guy describing Vincenzo as doe eyed and handsome, okay babe 💗🥰

lmao how hot was that room the actor’s ears and palm are completely red

Taecyeon and his Italian hands 😂

oh so he is at least a brother after all. that is a TERRIBLE way to treat your brother my god….

no my #people are about to be bulldozed

now why is U Yeong in it? noooo

He said good luck with a smile but I’m terrified 🤩

the slay

[thedigitalscrambledcircus]

Meet the Crew!

Part Two

Continued from part one…

Next is…

Bubble!

Bubble is a mischievous little creature(?) that is apparently made of bubbles.

Bubble doesn’t really uses any pronouns. Bubble is… Bubble.

Having Jax’s personality, Bubble likes to pull pranks around the crew. Bubble’s pranks are… not really friendly nor funny.

Gangle and Bubble often fights over trivial things(as such Bubble’s mean pranks, Zooble’s episodes, Pomni’s advices, etc.) and Pomni always have to intervene every time.

Funny enough, Pomni is only one who can put Bubble in Bubble’s place.

Next is…

Jax!

With Zooble’s personality and a body that can be dismantled, it’s no surprise that he is aloof most of times.

He shows little to no interest in the adventures & games. He doesn’t care about the members/players expect a certain ribbon gal.

Gangle and Pomni often take responsibility of putting him back together. Gangle did more often than Pomni did.

Next is…

Ragatha!

A sweet and shy doll girl who loves to sew and knit.

But she can be little sensitive sometimes. Bubble loves to bully her sometimes.

She always hangs out with Pomni & Gangle. (Although she prefers Pomni’s company more than Gangle’s company.)

She have a major minor crush on Pomni. She wasn’t sure if Pomni feels the same way as her. Spoiler: she does.

Next is…

Kinger & Queenie!

They came together like a pair of socks. They are rarely seen apart for reasons.

They both don’t really interact with the crew members/players much. They often keep to themselves. They prefers each other’s company.

But when they are apart for reasons; Kinger likes to talk to Gangle while Queenie likes to talk to Pomni.

Kinger still likes bugs. (Bubble keeps stealing his bugs for prank purposes.)

Last but not least…

Caine!

The newest arrival of the circus!

With Pomni’s personality and an attire of a magician apprentice, he is a nervous wreck who gets scared easily by the bizarreness of the circus.

Pomni and Gangle tried to help the poor guy to cope with the new environment but Bubble always ruined their attempts.

[fallenclan]

apprentice (and other) headcanons: cinderpaw and rampaw both being daring just gives me the impression of them both being incredibly chaotic and doing reckless apprentice things 24/7, definitely giving yewberry gray hairs.

featherpaw grew up with them but i view him as more reserved based on his expression in the latest moon---he stills like to play games with the other apprentices, but he has way more common sense than cinderpaw and rampaw.

russetpaw seems like the ringleader. she's also daring, but the oldest of the lot. she definitely comes up with a lot of the ideas/schemes for the group. she has a lot of influence over the other apprentices.

juniperpaw is the type to always be listening/observing. she's curious and cunning. i don't have many ideas about ospreypaw yet, but i like the idea of her just being goofy. she's a silly! very happy to just go along with things but also a lot more clever than most cats give her credit for.

queenie is so cute, she looks so soft and huggable... she gives off motherly vibes fr.

last thought: i love how you draw some cats with a spiky tail (i love your art in general), ex: thistleskip, rampaw, bub, yewberry (i think), etc. it's so cute!

-🐉

AAA i love all these sm,, honestly i feel like you nailed what i was going for with their personalities, no notes 10/10

[thearcanaqueeniewrites]

Enemies to lovers, part one

✨Queenie x Asra✨

“So who can tell me what this card means?”

On the board The Fool was portrayed. I knew exactly what that card represented, but before I got the chance to answer, Asra shot his hand into the air.

The teacher nodded. “Yes, Asra?”

“That is The Fool,” he said whilst looking at me with a teasing grin. “The Fool is at the beginning of his journey and has all opportunities in front of him, but sometimes he’s too naive to see that.”

I growled as Mr. Saela complimented him. Though I was usually able to keep my focus in class, Asra’s annoying smirk had me growling.

“What’s the matter, Queenie?” he whispered mockingly. “Too slow?”

I proceeded to ignore him, knowing my anger would only make it worse.

“Queenie, I can practically hear you thinking back there. Tell me about this combination.”

On the board laid two cards; The Chariot and Strength.

“Well, this is a very powerful combination...” I started.

Mr. Saela nodded. “Continue.”

“These cards together represent inner and outer strength. Their contrasts create balance, and often are a sign of positive consequences of one’s actions.”

“And if these cards were to be reversed?”

“Well... that would show the opposite. It could mean that you lack strength and control.”

He studied me for a few seconds, a pleased smile on his face. “Class dismissed. Except for you, Asra.”

I packed my bag and headed for the exit, obviously lingering for a few seconds longer than necessary just to see what the two were discussing. Unfortunately, I only caught snippets.

“Asra, you’re one of the most powerful magicians... more advanced classes?”

I bawled my hands into fists. He was getting more advanced classes? He could barely tell The Empress and The High Priestess apart! His magic might’ve been strong, but he-

“Queenie!”

That was his annoying voice again.

“What do you want, Asra?”

He jumped in front of me. “Guess who just got offered advanced magic classes? Me.”

“Guess who feels the need to boast about it and is looking really pathetic right now? Also you,” I rolled my eyes and continued towards my locker.

He grabbed my shoulder before I could go anywhere. “I can’t believe I’m saying this... Mr. Saela wants me to mentor you.”

We both cringed.

“What?” I felt tears forming in my eyes. “You, mentor me? There must be some mistake here.”

He shook his head. “I wish, but nope, he said so right to my face. You’re just going to have to get used to me. Library, tomorrow?”

I swallowed the lump in my throat, trying not to let him see how hurt I was. “Sounds good, see you there.”

And with that I took off towards the girls bathroom and collapsed inside a stall. All my hard work for nothing. I didn’t get it, not at all. He’d just been impressed with my reading, and now he thought I was falling behind? This made no sense.

But, then again, it really did.

[queenietheapprentice]

An Asra story

Asra had found Queenie, a poor orphan hiding in the underbrush of the palace gardens, and decided to take her in. He felt good about it, giving her a home. When he was younger he’d wished someone would do that for him. She’d told him how she loved writing, and how she’d wished she could buy one of the fancy pens they sold at the docks. Asra had been saving money for quite some time, so without really thinking, he bought her a glass pen, a bottle of ink and her very own notebook. The notebook was his favorite; it was violet and was covered in a golden floral pattern.

The next morning he found her at the dining table, her hand hovering over a blank page in her new book, nervously gripping the pen. She looked frustrated, almost, and he smiled a little to himself. They’d only known each other for a day, but he was already used to her being here.

“Can’t decide what to write?” he said, filling up his favorite teapot with water.

She shook her head. ”I don’t want to write anything silly... or not silly, but nothing that isn’t important. I’ve never had a notebook like this before, I won’t waste the pages.”

Asra turned to her with a friendly smile. “I have a few loose pieces of paper if you’d like to write a draft first.”

“Really? That would be great. Thank you so much, Asra,” she blushed and looked away, suddenly feeling shy.

He fetched her the papers, only a few seconds later she started scribbling. Asra watched intently as she focused on her word. He found her interesting to look at; the way her tongue stuck out a little when she concentrated, the look in her eyes when she was satisfied with a line she’d written, the moments of hesitation she had before deciding how to continue.

When she was finished she leaned back in her chair, looking very pleased. Asra couldn’t help but laugh at her, and after acting like she was offended she joined him.

“Would it be okay if I read it?”

She hid her face in her hands. “I want to say yes and no at the same time... damnit, go ahead...”

He chuckled again and eagerly picked up the paper she’d written on. Her handwriting was messy and barely readable, but in the feminin kind of way no one seemed to ever comment on. He liked it, it somehow made it even clearer that she’d been writing in a rush.

The girl hadn’t flown for years, and she missed the sky and the clouds so. She missed laughing with the stars every night, and singing to the moon when she got lonely. She missed her feathered friends, and the feeling of wind rushing through her wings. But those very wings that had always granted her freedom had been broken, and now all they reminded her of was how trapped she really was.

But then one day, a day that seemed no more freeing than the others, an angel appeared. And he didn’t quite give her wings back, he wasn’t capable of that, but he did give her something else; hope. A word no longer than love, or free, but a word that seemed just as important. And that hope, that aching, pleasing, painful, glint of hope she felt in her chest made her think that maybe one day she’d heal.

And though she still couldn’t fly that day, maybe one day she would.

Asra turned his head toward Queenie with big eyes. She was still hiding behind her hands, shrinking deeper into her chair by the second. She seemed to notice his gaze on her and slowly peaked out.

“I, uh, wow... I’m glad I got you the book.”

She smiled. “So you liked it?”

“I did, very much,” he nodded. “Is it by any chance selfbiographic?”

She stiffened, cheeks turning a bright red. “What makes you say that?”

Asra leaned closer, dropping his voice to a whisper. “Am I your angel?”

She swallowed, losing herself in his violet eyes. He enjoyed seeing her a little nervous, perhaps that meant she felt their connection too. He tried leaning a little closer, and when she didn’t stop him, he gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek, lips lingering a second longer than necessary. When he drew back, she was smiling just the slightest.

“I’m starting to think you are my angel...”

He kept his gaze focused on her. “I wish I was, but I’m afraid I’m not that good,” she gasped a little at the comment, causing his smile to grow even wider. “Now, would you like to go to the market and look for some new clothes?”

“Uh, yes! I can’t wait to change. Those clothes I was wearing yesterday? I’ve had them since I was twelve!”

“We’d better get going, then,” he got up and walked over to the door, gesturing for Queenie to follow.

Just as he was about to step out the door she called after him. He looked at her a little confused and then felt her slide her hand into his. His expression softened as he felt himself melt on the inside. They left the shop, and so their story began.