#rhiannon frost

[julandran]

♫ She gets knocked down. She gets back up again. She regrets her life choices. ♫

Rhiannon Frost, after her new low-level character nearly died as a consequence of biting a creature with acidic blood High Rollers — campaign 3, ep. 2 "What's Yours Is Mine"

[greenwitchcrafts]

October 2023 witch guide

Full moon: October 28th

New moon: October 14th

Sabbats: Samhain

October Hunter's Moon

Known as: Blood moon, drying rice moon, falling leaf moon, freezing moon, migrating moon, moon of the changing seasons, shedding moon, ten colds moon, winterfelleth & windermanoth

Element: Air

Zodiac: Libra & Scorpio

Nature spirits: Frost faeries & Plant faeries

Deities: Apollo, Astarte, Belili, Cernunnos, Demeter, Hathor, Herne, Horned God, Ishtar, Kore, Lakshmi & Mercury

Animals: Elephant, jackal, ram, scorpion & stag

Birds: Crow, heron & robin

Trees: Acacia, apple, cypress & yew

Herbs/Plants: Angelica, apple blossom, burdock, catnip, pennyroyal, sweet Annie, thyme & Uva ursi

Flowers: Calendula, cosmos & marigold

Scents: Apple blossom, cherry & strawberry

Stones: Amethyst, beryl, obsidian, opal, tourmaline & turquoise

Colors: Black, dark blue, Dark greens & purples

Energy: Artistic works, balance, creativity, harmony, inner cleansing, justice, karma, legal matters, mental stimulation, partnerships, reincarnation & uncovering mysteries or secrets

It is believed that this name originates from the fact that it was a signal for hunters to prepare for the upcoming cold winter by going hunting. This is because animals were beginning to fatten up in preparation for the winter season. Moreover, since fields had recently been cleared out under the Harvest Moon, hunters could easily spot deer and other animals that had come out to search for remaining scraps. Additionally, foxes and wolves would also come out to prey on these animals.

The earliest use of the term “Hunter’s Moon,” cited in the Oxford English Dictionary, is from 1710. Some sources suggest that other names for the Hunter’s Moon are the Sanguine or Blood Moon, either associated with the blood from hunting or the color of the changing autumn leaves. 

Samhain

Also known as: All Hallow's Eve,  Ancestor Night, Feast of Apples, Feast of Sam-fuim, Feast of Souls, Feast of the Dead, Geimhreadh, Hallowmass, Martinmass, Old Hallowmas, Pagan New Year, Samana, Samhuinn, Samonios, Shadowfest & Third Harvest

Season: Fall

Symbols: Apples, bats, besom(brooms), black cats, cauldrons, ghosts, gourds, jack-o-lanterns, pumpkins, scarecrows & witches

Colors: Black, gold, orange, silver & white

Oils/incense: Basil, cloves, copal, frankincense, gum mastic, heather, heliotrope, mint, myrrh & nutmeg

Animals: Bat, boar, cat cattle & dogs

Stones: Amber, anatase, black calcite, black obsidian, black tourmaline, brass, carnelian, clear quartz diamond, garnet, gold, granite, hematite, iron, jet, marble, pearl, pyrite, ruby, sandstone, sardonyx, smokey quartz, steel & tektite

Foods: Apples, ale, beef, cider, corm, fruits, garlic, gourds, grains, hazelnuts, herbal teas, mushroom, nettle, nuts, pears, pomegranates, pork, poultry, pumpkin pie, sunflower seeds, thistle, turnips & wine (mulled)

Herbs/plants: Acorn, Allspice, catnip, corn, dittany of Crete, hazel, mandrake, mugwort, mullien, oak leaves, pine, rosemary, sage, straw, tarragon, thistle, wormwood & yellow cedar

Flowers: Calendula, chrysanthemum, deadly nightshade, rue & fumitory

Goddesses: Al-lat, Baba Yaga, Badb, Banba, Bast, Bebhionn, Bronach, Brunhilde, Cailleach, Carlin, Cassandra, Cerridwen, Copper Woman, Crobh Dearg, Devanyani, Dolya, Edda, Elli, Eris, Erishkigal, Fortuna, Frau Holde, Hecate, Hel, Ishtar, Kali, Macha Mania, Morrigan, Nemesis, Nephthys, Nicneven & Rhiannon

Gods: Arawan, Baron Samede, Belenus, Coyote, Cronus, Dagda, Dis, Hades, Loki, Nefertum, Odin, Osiris, Pluto, Woden & Xocatl

Issues Intentions & Powers: Crossroads, darkness, death, divination, honoring ancestors, introspection, the otherworld/underworld, release, visions & wisdom (of the crone)

Spellwork: Divination, fire magick, night magick, shape-shifting, spirit calling & water magick

Related festivals:

• Day of the Dead- (Spanish: Día de Muertos or Día de los Muertos) is a holiday traditionally celebrated on November 1st and 2nd, though other days, such as October 31 or November 6, may be included depending on the locality. It is widely observed in Mexico, where it largely developed & is also observed in other places, especially by people of Mexican heritage. Although related to the simultaneous Christian remembrances for Hallowtide, it has a much less solemn tone and is portrayed as a holiday of joyful celebration rather than mourning. The multi-day holiday involves family and friends gathering to pay respects and to remember friends and family members who have died. These celebrations can take a humorous tone, as celebrants remember funny events and anecdotes about the departed.

• All Saints Day- is a Christian solemnity celebrated in honor of all the saints & martyrs of the Church, whether they are known or unknown

Activities:

• Dedicate an altar to loved ones who have passed

• Boil a simmer pot to cleanse your space

• Have a silent dinner

• Light a candle for your loved ones & yourself

• Decorate your house and/or altar

• Release negative energy & cleanse your with a ritual bath

• Pull tarot cards to see what may be in store for you ahead

• Cleanse, clean & de-clutter your space

• Leave offerings to the Fae

• Journal & reflect on your accomplishments, challenges & everything you did this year

•Go on a nature walk

• Learn a new form of divination

• Have a bonfire with your friends and/or family

• Carve pumpkins

• Express yourself creatively through art, music, ect

• Visit a cemetery & help clean off areas that need it or to visit a family member/ ancestor & leave an offering

• Hold a seance

• Bake spooky treats & bread as offerings

• Refresh your protection magicks, sigils & rituals

Samhain is a Gaelic festival on 1 November marking the end of the harvest season and beginning of winter or "darker half" of the year. Celebrations begin on the evening of 31 October, since the Celtic day began and ended at sunset.

This fire festival is celebrated on October 31st & is considered the Pagan New Year. It is the first Sabbat on the Wheel of the Year, a cross-quarter festival & the third (final) harvest festival of the mundane year. This is the time when the veil between the worlds of the living & those who have passed is the thinnest, which allows greater communication between the two

Some believe this is the time of the Goddess's mourning of the death of the God until his rebirth at Yule. The Goddess's sadness can be seen in the shortening, darkening days & the arrival of cold weather

Sources:

Farmersalmanac .com

Llewellyn's 2023 magical almanac: practical magic for everyday living

Wikipedia

Llewellyn's Complete Book of Correspondences by Sandra Kines

A Witch's Book of Correspondences by Viktorija Briggs

[callsign-rogueone]

nothing burns like the cold - r.g.

what's supposed to be an ordinary afternoon sparring with your friend goes wrong in an unexpected way. words: 1.4k 🏷: one incredibly mild Iron Flame spoiler (Ridoc's signet), she/her reader, very brief description of friendly sparring, no real physical injury, nothing too bad... both of you have Feelings and need to talk about them, Ridoc being sad deserves it's own warning, wingwoman Violet to the rescue! this can be read as a standalone or you can consider it a way-back prequel to hey roomie, my poly Ridoc/Sawyer/reader fic (more of that trio coming soon, by the way!)

Ridoc’s fist lands against your ribs, and you don’t know how to describe what happens, other than cold. Coldest shower of your life, bucket of ice water over your head, jumped into the river in late December cold, that shocks your senses and has you crumpling to the mat beneath you.

Your friends gasp, at your side in an instant.

You’re indoors, but your shirt is soaked like you’ve been out in the rain for twenty minutes, and your hair is dusted with… snow? You blink the wet flakes from your eyelashes, stunned.

Rhiannon helps you to your feet, and you wrap your arms around yourself, shivering.

Sawyer removes his flight jacket, draping it over your shoulders. The fabric is warm with his body heat, but it doesn’t do much to fight the chill you feel around your heart; the way the wet material of your clothes clings to your skin.

“I’m so sorry,” Ridoc breathes. “I had no idea that was going to happen.”

You still haven’t said a word, your entire body trembling — you’re in shock, unable to process your friend’s words.

“Get her into dry clothes,” Bodhi instructs quietly. “She should be fine in a few hours.”

Rhiannon nods, leading you out of the gym and toward your room.

Ridoc stares at his hands, at the frost that still coats his fingertips. You should be fine? Gods, what had he done?

Now he knows how Sawyer felt when his metal-bending signet manifested and he nearly skewered his sparring partner. But that’s the operative word — nearly. He’d definitely hit you with… whatever this is.

“You’re an ice wielder,” Dain answers before the boy can ask, dry and straightforward as always. “Professor Carr can explain.” He takes a few steps toward the door, realizing that Ridoc isn't following him; the younger boy is still stuck in place, silent.

“She’ll be okay,” Violet promises, touching a hand to his arm.

Sawyer offers some encouragement as well: “She knows you didn’t mean it.”

That’s not what he’s worried about.

————————————————

You aren’t at dinner that night, nor at evening formation; he doesn’t see you until breakfast the next day.

Your heart aches as he takes a seat clear across the table from you, as far away as he can be.

Violet comes to sit at your side instead, not mentioning yesterday’s events, but she gives you a soft smile that says I’m glad you’re okay.

You return it, though it doesn't feel as genuine as hers— the cold feeling is long gone, but it’s been replaced with something else that feels just as terrible.

You push the feeling down, waving Sawyer over to sit at your other side and extending him his flight jacket with a soft smile. “Thank you. That was really sweet of you.”

“Of course,” he says, reddening slightly as he puts it back on. He looks like he wants to say something else, but he quiets when he sees you glance at the other end of the table, deflating when you realize Ridoc is already gone.

Ridoc continues keeping his distance. You stand between Rhiannon and Sawyer at morning formation, and sit with them during Battle Brief, Ridoc at the end of your row, uncharacteristically silent.

You don’t see him that afternoon; you haven’t manifested a signet yet, so you aren’t attending Professor Carr’s class. You choose to sit in the study room instead, a textbook in front of you that you hardly touch; you can’t bring yourself to focus.

It’s getting dark out before dinner these days, the winter solstice approaching quickly. It’s supposed to freeze tonight, you’d heard someone say this morning. How ironic.

You sigh, curling up in the chair and tucking your legs to your chest, trying again to start the reading you’d been assigned.

“Mind if I join you?” Violet asks, a matching book of her own in her hand.

You smile softly, gesturing to the chair opposite you.

She sits, but doesn’t take out a pen or paper. “Don’t take it personally,” she says quietly, being mindful of the few other students across the room. “It really spooked him when… that happened. I think he’s afraid he’ll hurt you -- or someone else -- again if he gets too close.”

You’re silent for a moment, your chest aching at the idea of Ridoc, warm, happy, confident Ridoc being afraid, feeling guilty over what had happened by pure accident.

“I talked to him, but I think he needs to hear it from you,” she says gently, opening her book and starting to read, ending the conversation there.

You gaze down at the text, not reading the words -- instead thinking of what you could say to him to make him feel better, to get him back into your life again.

“The truth,” your dragon suggests. “The whole truth.”

————————————————

As soon as Sawyer sees you, he knows what you’re here to do. He excuses himself quietly, mumbling something about forgetting his book upstairs before he shoves everything into his bag and practically bolting away — not subtle at all.

Ridoc blinks in confusion, looking up to ask his friend what the hell that was, but he falls silent when he sees you.

“Hi,” you say quietly.

You could nearly cry at the sound of his voice as he responds, speaking to you for the first time in two days. “Hi.”

You pause, just looking at him for a moment. He looks like he hasn’t slept well for a few nights, his usually vibrant curls and glowing skin flat and dulled. A few of his cuticles are bleeding — he must have been picking at them as a nervous habit.

It hurts you to see him like this.

“You can do this,” she encourages. “Speak from the heart.”

From the heart, you say to yourself. It should be easy enough to say the things you’ve wanted to tell him for weeks.

He speaks before you can, but remains seated, making no move toward you. “I’m so sorry,” he says quietly. “I know saying it won’t change anything, but I really am sorry.”

You smile at him softly. “It’s okay. I’m fine, really. I slept it right off.”

You’d looked and felt so cold yesterday, but here you are, healthy and smiling, not mad at all.

“I’m still sorry. It was an accident, but if I had hit any harder, or hit you somewhere else, I don’t know…” he chews his lip, clearly still upset. “It scared the crap out of me, seeing you like that.”

You slide into the seat next to him and take his hand gently, interlocking your fingers. The warmth of your skin comforts him — that, and the fact you’re still willing to touch him after the other day, when that same hand had nearly frozen you to death.

“I never want that to happen again, especially not to you,” he says softly, gazing at your hands. “I really like you, you know.”

“You like everyone,” you say, not quite following. “That’s your whole deal. You’re easily the most likeable and easygoing guy in the quadrant.”

He cracks a smile, and you feel every ounce of stress melt from your shoulders at the sight of him happy again. “I’m glad you think so, but that's not what I meant.”

Your breath catches. Is he saying what you think he’s saying? He can’t be.

“I’m pretty sure I’m in love with you.”

You blink at him once, twice, letting out a shocked laugh.

His face falls, and he pulls back, starting to gather his things from the table. “Forget it.”

“No, hey, I’m sorry, I wasn’t laughing at you,” you say quickly, reaching for his hand again. “I was laughing because I came here to say the same thing. I’m pretty sure I’m in love with you, too.”

“Really?” he breathes, starry-eyed.

“Really,” you confirm. “I have been for a while.”

“Can I kiss you?” he asks, maybe a little too eagerly.

You smile. “I’d be disappointed if you didn’t.”

His lips are on yours before you can blink, soft and plush and perfect. He lifts his other hand, settling it on your waist ever-so-gently, stroking over the slightly tender spot in your ribs in a silent apology. The warmth of his palm against your side soothes the ache, relaxing you completely.

He pulls back after a moment, gazing at you softly.

“I think I’m more than pretty sure after that,” you breathe, stunned.

It’s his turn to laugh as he presses another soft kiss to your lips. “Me too, princess. Me too.”

[wilderbas]

the dark side of the year is upon us in the north, stirring up all manner of creature and god. if you loose the path and find yourself astray in a frost bitten forest, you’d best keep an ear out for the clatter of hooves and the howling of hounds, for the wild hunt are doing their unearthly rounds.

brain has been taken over by the wild hunt/ rhiannon’s story in the mabinogion, so took it upon myself to rewrite their story & whip up some character designs. girl deserved better than to listen to her dumbass husband and take the punishment lying down.

[elijahfalvey]

TASK 005 — LET'S GET PHYSICAL.

HEIGHT: 6'3''.

AVERAGE WEIGHT: ~185lbs.

BODY TYPE: Muscular and athletic.

BODY TEMPERATURE: Runs slightly warm.

EYE COLOR: Dark brown.

EYESIGHT: Early signs of presbyopia.

HAIR COLOR: Dark brown, nearly black.

HAIR TEXTURE: 2c curls ( inspo ).

HAIR STYLE: Tighter kept sides and length on top ( inspo, inspo, inspo ).

FACIAL HAIR: Anywhere between a fuller beard and light stubble, never clean shaven. Mostly matching the color of his hair except for the patch of gray beginning to spread near his chin ( inspo, inspo ).

PROMINENT SCARS: One underneath his chin, about an inch in length, from when he tripped over a bundle of wires on stage and fell into his plugged-in keyboard intensely enough to require stitches ( inspo ).

SKIN TONE: Fair with warm undertones.

FRECKLES: Prominent along his entire body, most noticeable on his face and chest ( inspo, inspo ).

MOLES: Two on his right cheek and one on his forehead ( inspo ).

BIRTHMARKS: None.

TATTOOS:

— A cluster of amethyst crystals on the back of his left forearm, matching with the rest of the band ( inspo ). — A daffodil outline on the inside of his right bicep, Wales' flower ( inspo ). — A scorpion tattoo on his lower right thigh, usually hidden by his pants ( inspo ). — The 'birds of Rhiannon' on the outside of his left bicep ( inspo ). — Future tattoo plans include: A Fleetwood Mac inspired piece, something similar to the birds for Hattie to continue his sleeve, a note written in his father's handwriting, touching up his amethyst crystals . . .

PIERCINGS: None.

DOMINATING HAND: Ambidextrous, favoring his left.

ACCENT: Welsh English.

STYLE: Typically very plain. Business casual at work, but favoring garments like t-shirts / long-sleeves and sweatpants while at home. A regular day out running errands would warrant jeans in replacement of the sweatpants, or he'd also throw a button-up on top. There's no real rhyme or reason for any of his clothing, it's all just a mix-matched collection of things he's been given over the years ( inspo, inspo, inspo — work ) ( inspo, inspo, inspo — home ) ( inspo, inspo, inspo — causal ).

ACCESSORIES: A gold Rhiannon necklace from Awe Inspired, matching with Nilay — and eventually Rhia, when she's old enough to wear her pendant; it's slightly chipped and frosted thanks to the fact he's hardly taken it off in the past two years since he bought it ( inspo ). Other than that, he typically doesn't wear jewelry. He'll wear a baseball cap if he doesn't want to deal with his hair ( inspo ), and glasses when he works ( inspo ).

SHOE SIZE: 13 US.

[gorebirthed]

Details of the noble who adopted the jar-poacher:

Ronan had never been a man of strong faith, even during the age of the Golden Order. For him, all that mattered were the ones he loved—his wife Rhiannon and his son Cillian. But they were both taken from him one night by a deathbird (the frosted flakes kind).

Creatures like that thing...he had to know more. He needed to know why such a tragedy befell upon him that fateful night. Why him of all people?

Perhaps it was this event that eventually led him to take custody of an orphanage on the verge of shutting down. Without a roof, those children would be left to starve and possibly die—and perhaps he saw something in those children that reminded him of the time he had now lost from the absence of his wife and son.

His friend that had been in charge of the establishment was close to being bankrupt, but Ronan proposed that all he needed was more support. And so, he embarked on a mission to get as much patronage as he could from various others willing—merchants, other nobles, lords, even beseeching the aid of Lord Godfrey and Queen Marika themselves. His noble acts did not go unnoticed by his colleague, who later granted him the deed to the orphanage, effectively making it his own place to run.

It was also through this, from collecting tomes and traveling about, that he did more research into the thing that stole his loved ones away. These abhorrent creatures, defilers of the Golden Order. Relics of an age long past.

Later in his years for timeline purposes, he'd become a Hunter of Those Who Live In Death. Anything that held a semblance of that creature was something that needed to be purged. But it really was more about a personal and misplaced grudge against them than about following the standard of the Golden Order.

Maybe ridding the world of such unnatural beings would avert the tragedy he once bore witness to.

[draslihanxfahri-bailey]

📜𝙰𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝙵𝚊𝚑𝚛𝚒-𝙱𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚢 & 𝙳𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚔

"You think the boys and girls are doing fine without us?" With Elijah and Jaiden watching over Alex, Rhia, and Selvi, the curator had been more than ready to steal her friend away so that they could try some yummy food together. She groaned happily as she ate some of the Bûche de Noël she got from the France booth. The sponge cake practically melting in her mouth, especially with how tasty the chocolate buttercream frosting mimicking tree bark was and how it was decorated with some small marzipan pieces. "On second thought, I'm sure they're fine. I am more than ready to eat my way around the globe again this year." God knows she had fun with it last year. Then again, she had been pregnant with Rhiannon during the time. Which also helped to explain her appetite. Though with the childhood she had, she always enjoyed trying global cuisines, from the tame to the absolute wildest of food. "Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if everyone grouped up one day and decide to start a restaurant or something. Sort of like the Silk Road, in a way. Honestly, I might never cook again a day in my life if that was the case."

𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛: 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍, 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 ; 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟾𝚝𝚑, 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟹 || @dilanxbarak

[dissidentvoices]

Purple

Right now, the sky is purple.

The color of my emotions are purple;

a mix of love and melancholy.

Everywhere I look, I see purple.

When I look at you — purple.

Some cultures say the color purple represents power. Loyalty.

Others, frustration and grieving.

In homage to Robert Frost:

I hold with those that favor grieving.

Because when I look at this purple sky,

I think of you. What could’ve

been.

-Rhiannon

[imshyennecrawford]

Agents

Eliot Claremont (they/them)

Julia Wright (she/her)

Marianna Russo (she/her)

Models

Claudia Graham (she/her)

Jason Lam (he/they)

Rukia Hanazaki (she/her)

Rhiannon Woods (she/her) @rhiannonwoodshere

Mileena Lachlan (she/her) @immileenalachlan

Phoebe Frost (she/her) @phoebecuckoohere

Daphne Faye (she/her)

Haylee Abel (she/her) @imhayleeabel

[the-gateway-to-madness]

DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH MILEAGE I'VE GOTTEN MAKING MY OC AND EXTRA LORE BECAUSE OF THESE COMICS

I've explained it many times but it's because of these comics that I believe there are two distinctly separate races of spirits; the Primals, who came before humanity and are the magic of the natural world, and the Chosen, who came after or along with humanity and were born of Manny's magic and humanity's imagination. Pitch, Death, Old Hills, the Great Winter, the Tornado Twins- all Primals.

I also think that a whole bunch of spirits with the same power-sets would be impractical and step on each others' toes, and that spirits tend to be spotted, named, and interpreted by various cultures without much control over the stories and assumptions about them- i.e. Artemis and Selene, Diana, Máni, Rhiannon, etc. are all the same spirit, with lore added on imagined by the human civilizations that came up with the names. But as long as the concept is close enough to a spirit's set of powers, the names become titles for them, and they're privy to the belief in those names (regardless of the gender or appearance the civilizations believe they have). For example, I think it would be dang funny if belief in Jack Frost took a dip, the Guardians panic, but belief in figures like Ullr, the Cailleach, Boreas, Skaði, Shakok, and others continues to feed him and he's totally fine. Because he's a winter spirit, and anywhere winter is dangerous, there's been a deity to pray to or about about it.

I also think there's a loose association of spirits that tend to be commonly interpreted as deities- spirits of day and night, seasons, weather, the sea and land, that sort of thing. Jack's always had an open invitation but not all of those spirits have been kind to him and he didn't have quite the right grasp on his identity to want to go, but aftrer becoming a Guardian he begins attending meeting and events sometimes. (He'd totally click with the resident night spirit, and party/madness spirits like Dionysus [go watch the Overly Sarcastic Productions video on Dionysus btw, he's a ROTG oc just waiting to happen and even fits with the Primals vs Chosen idea], and totally clash with the resident ocean and rain spirits.)

Actually osp is a great resource for TONS of rotg spirit inspiration so I'll include a link at the end of my rambling

Anyway, the behavior of a younger Jack we see in these comics- still so mischievous, but with more curiosity about other spirits and more light in him, without centuries of isolation under his belt yet- makes me hurt. No other thoughts on that it just does

The idea of Pitch and other Primals being fascinated and drawn in by human imagination and writers IMMEDIATELY caught my attention, and the H.P. Lovecraft comic is probably one of the ones I reread most. As a writer myself, there's a certain satisfaction to knowing this about him. Anyway, this is also an easy open for making Pitch kid ocs, which is exactly what I did. Fascination and curiosity about the mind of a writer developing into a type of obsession, possessiveness, or even some form of affection, enough that Pitch sticks around and a sort of relationship develops? Bam, pitch kid oc backstory.

And depending on where you take it- if Pitch is tamed, in an odd way, by a fixation on a writer, that gives you an opening for him to genuinely care on some level about his own child. You have the opportunity for a calmer Pitch, a less openly manipulative Pitch, to bond with a child who may be calm, intelligent, and curious as well. And then Pitch eventually goes back to who he was for one reason or another, as he's bound to do, and the child is left with their good childhood, good morals, and all the pain of watching who they thought was their caring if distant dad become fear itself.

Point is there's So much potential here. I love these comics so much. Osp link as promised:

[acourtcfmuses]

💕

SEND 💕 AND I WILL TELL YOU SOME MUSES OF OURS I THINK COULD WORK AS A SHIP.

Putting this under a read more because we have so many muses between us! Your muse is in bold and I've provided a key beneath the cut too! I wasn't sure of your muses sexualities, so if any don't match just ignore! <3

@dynastymuses

(OC) - Original Character (CO) - Crossover

Bridgerton Verse

Anthony Bridgerton / Kate Sharma

Benedict Bridgerton / Theodore Fitzroy (OC)

Colin Bridgerton / Harriet Jones (CO - she does have a Bridgerton verse too lol), 

Daphne Bridgerton / Simon Basset, Theodore Fitzroy (OC)

Francesca Bridgerton / Kris Bjorgman (OC/CO), Ben Ricard (CO), 

Gregory Bridgerton / Rosaline Capulet (CO)

Penelope Featherington / Theodore Fitzroy (OC)

Philip Crane / Eloise Bridgerton

Sophie Beckett / Theodore Fitzroy (OC), Anthony Bridgerton, Simon Basset

Kate Sharma / Anthony Bridgerton

Prince Freidrich Hohenzollern / Eloise Charming (OC/CO)

King George Freidrick / Queen Charlotte

Queen Charlotte of Mecklenburg-Strelitz / King George

shadow&bone/grishaverse

Alina Starkov / Malyen Oretsev, Inej Ghafa, Kaz Brekker, Aleksander Morozova, Nina Zenik, Nikolai Lanstov

Kaz Brekker / Inej Ghafa, Jesper Fahey

Inej Ghafa / Kaz Brekker, Jesper Fahey, Tamar Kir Bataar, Nina Zenik, Nikolai Lanstov

Nina Zenik / Kaz Brekker, Jesper Fahey, Tamar Kir Bataar, Inej Ghafa

Wylan Van Eck / Jesper Fahey

Genya Safin / Aleksander Morozova, Nina Zenik, Nikolai Lanstov

Nikolai Lanstov / Killian Jones (CO)

Tolya Yul Bataar / Jaskier (CO)

Matthais Helvar / Nina Zenik, Jesper Fahey

lord of the rings/rings of power

Galadriel / Halbrand, Aleksander Morozova (CO), Geralt Of Rivia (CO), Yennefer of Vengerberg (CO)

Marvel

Yelena Belova / Grant Ward

Marcos Diaz / Darcy Lewis

Esme Frost / Pietro Maximoff

John Proudstar / Wanda Maximoff

Scott Summers / Jemma Simmons

Jennifer Walters / Matt Murdock

Sersi / Druig

DCEU

Barry Allen / Mia Smoak

TVD Verse

Marcel Gerald / Rebekah Mikaelson

Elena Gilbert / Klaus Mikaelson, Elijah Mikaelson, Scott McCall (CO), Lorcan Sinclair (OC/CO), Carrie Hudson (CO), Silver Lycan (OC/CO)

Tyler Lockwood / Rebekah Mikaelson, Caroline Forbes, Scott McCall (CO), Malia Tate (CO) Lydia Martin (CO)

Elijah Mikealson / Dyson Thornwood (CO), Galadriel (CO)

Hope Mikealson / Melinda Halliwell (CO), Ash Redfern (CO), James Rasmussen (CO), Violet Sorrengail (CO)

Lizzie Saltzman / Lycus Lycan (OC/CO), Nate Dunbar (OC/CO), Nick Scratch (CO), Bloom Peters (CO)

Shadowhunters

Magnus Bane / Dyson Thornwood, Lucifer Morningstar (CO), Yennefer of Vengerberg (CO)

Clary Fray / Simon Lewis

Simon Lewis / Cirilla of Cintra (CO), 

Alec Lightwood / Leviathon Delacour (OC/CO), Simon Lewis, Knox Carter (OC/CO), Fynn Calvert-Monroe (CO)

Fate:The Winx Saga

Terra Harvey / Sloane Mairi (CO), Roxanne Driscoll (OC/CO)

Bloom Peters / Sky, Riven, Xaden Riorson (CO)

Flora / Riven, Orion (OC/CO), Rhiannon Matthias (CO)

Musa / Riven, Liam Mairi (CO), Jude Duarte (CO)

Riven / Sky, Fleur F (OC/CO), Calista (OC/CO)

Sky / Bloom Peters, Riven

Stella / Bloom Peters, Riven, Sky, Zion Reinhart (OC/CO)

Wednesday/Addams Family

Wednesday Addams / Tyler Galpin, Xavier Thorpe, Lorcan Sinclair, Melinda Halliwell (CO)

Enid Sinclair / Tyler Galpin, Xavier Thorpe, Wednesday Addams, Melinda Halliwell (CO)

Other Scifi/Fantasy

Wendy Darling / Peter Pan (CO), Roc (CO)

Elinor Fairmont / Ambrose Spellman (CO), Wyatt Hawthorne (OC/CO), Emmett Cullen (CO), Aurora Lycan (OC/CO)

Juliette Fairmont / Melinda Halliwell (CO), Sam Fraser (CO), Lydia Martin (CO)

Kat Harvey / Luke Patterson (CO), Kelly Schade-Buckhardt (CO)

Harvey Kinkle / Nick Scratch, Melinda Halliwell (CO), Caliban, Agatha Night

Scott McCall /  Lydia Martin, Malia Tate, Charlie Lahey (OC), Nate Dunbar (OC), Chase Argent (OC), Lorcan Sinclair (OC/CO), Clary Fray (CO), Melinda Halliwell (CO)

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✨ 👏 there is something special about the pure ENERGY that radiates in this specific part when they all perform this one specific song together 👏 ✨

[rhiannonkagoe]

Someone during the Worcester con commissioned me to draw Nick Frost's character from Shaun of the Dead.

The dude was happy, described my take as "Ed the anime goddess" 

that's fair.

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i saw this post and immediately blacked out and when i came to i’d drawn my half-giants with Teef

[comicbookwomen]

Rhiannon Owens

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Rhys/Illyrians & ToG witches -possible link between ACOTAR and Throne of Glass series by Sarah J Maas *spoilers including ACOFAS*

Okay so I’ve discussed before in my Crown of stars post that Rhys is described to have a crown of stars in ACOMAF that is also described to belong to the witches in ToG. You can go check specifics in that post as I can’t remember it that well, but it included Rhiannon Cochran and Elena both of whom are characters which hold significance in the ToG story so far.

I thought this maybe indicated that Rhysand from ACOTAR world could somehow be linked to the witches. Maybe he is a descendent of Manon or Rhiannon Cochran, which could explain part of why he is so powerful. What has made me come back to this idea was a specific quote from A Court of Frost and Starlight, which was released yesterday.

This is said by Rhysand when he is toasting the winter solstice:

“To the blessed darkness from which we are born, and to which we return”

Does that not echo a similar phrase said by Manon and the Thirteen in ToG? I found this but I’m sure there’s another that I’ve read that is closer to what Rhys said:

“We are the Thirteen, from now until the Darkness claims us.” (Heir of Fire, ch 16)

The witches also believed they came from darkness and will eventually return to it.

What does this mean? Do you think that Rhys and the night Court could in some way be descendants of the ToG witches? Maybe even the Thirteen? I mean I assume the phrase Rhys used is from the Night Court, though it could be Illyrian.

Hmm, Illyrians. Maybe the witches could be related to the Illyrians! I mean it’d make sense with their talent for battle and also that they can have uncontrollable power. I think it’s mentioned in ToG series that a witch can release uncontained power (called Yielding maybe?) on the battlefield which would kill their enemies but also themselves. This actually kind of reminds me of the fact that Illyrians use of Siphons to contain and control their power whilst on the battlefield. Here’s a quote from ACOFAS that describes the power:

“the raw killing power most Illyrians possessed and channeled through the stones to keep from destroying everything in its path. The bearer included.” -doesn’t this sound familiar? They can even kill the person with the power!

Who knows! If you have any ideas or possibly know the quote I could be thinking of, then feel free to reply below! 😁