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bet-on-me-13 · 1 year ago

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Unknown, the Wandering Hero

So! We all know the typical Vivisection AU, right? Danny is revealed to his parents and they take it in all the wrong ways. They capture him, Vivisect him, and eventually he manages to escape with the help of his friends.

But what about his Rouges?

Sure, we all like to think of some of the more friendly ones like Ember, or Sydney, or Johnny 13 and Kitty, but he has WAY more Evil Rouges than good ones.

Without Danny there to reign them in, the Rouges spread out across the world to fulfill their obsessions, unhampered by the Heroes and Villains of the world that have no means to fight them.

And Danny? He feels responsible. He was the one to open the Gate, he was the Sacrifice, the one to let them through. And when the going got tough he just up and left? No, that won't do.

His Obsession is Protection for a reason, and nothing has changed. All he needs to do is expand his area of focus a little.

Danny, after healing up, starts wandering the world in search of the Ghosts who have escaped into the Mortal Realm. He battles all of his old foes, as well as many new ones who he hadn't met before.

His travels take him far and wide.

He defeats Skulker in Metropolis, as he is trying to hunt down the Super Family for their pelts. They are the last of their race after all, so he is inclined to try and hunt them. Honestly dealing with Skulker was easy, dealing with the Rich Asshole who was funding him was a nightmare.

He chases down Spectra in Gotham as she tries to feed on the misery of an entire City. (Thanks to @impyssadobsessions for the idea, this Prompt specifically). She is actually a very tough fight, especially powered by both the Misery of an Entire City as well as his Own Misery, but he manages.

He defeats Technus is Central City, as he tries to Raid Star Labs for their advanced Tech. It actually took a while to beat him after he amped himself with all that Power, and he did need help from the Local Hero to deal with him. He's just thankful Technus is one of the more "Harmless" ones.

After every Victory, he sends them back to the Realms using the Banishing Spell that Sam taught him a while back (the only bit of magic he ever really managed to master).

He knows they'll eventually find their way back out, but it's all he can do anymore. It's his eternal Punishment for unleashing them out into the World in the first place. He was the Catalyst for this Situation, now he was tasked with Fixing it, no matter how long it took.

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The Justice League is caught in a tricky situation a the moment.

In the past few months, they have been encountering more and more of these Extra Dimensional Beings known as Realms Ghosts across the World.

Justice League Dark has had some success in battling them, but even they are getting tired of having to deal with every single incident alone.

They did get approached by a Government Agency known as the Ghostly Investigation Ward that seemed to want to help, but it didn't take long to realize that their main Aim was to Genocide the entire Race. The JLA had quickly cut ties after realizing that, and took what little Tech and Information they had been able to gather.

Still, it wasn't easy to deal with these Entities.

Thankfully, they have had some outside help. An Unknown Being has been routinely showing up whenever a Realms Ghost appears and defeating them, before using a (as described by Constantine) "Rudimentary Banishing Spell held together by willpower and luck" to send them back to their home Dimension. There's honestly no way it should be functional, but he did make it work either way.

They don't know much about this Unknown, aside from the fact that he seems to be the only one able to consistently damage the Realms Ghosts. His Powerset leads them to belive he may be from the same Dimension, or at least drawing his power from the same Source, but as he actively avoids the League and takes every opportunity to not talk to them, they know they aren't getting any answers any time soon.

Over the past few months, they had affectionately started referring to him as Unknown, creative they know, because they could never get his Real Name. Sure, some of the Realms Ghosts seemed to recognize him, but they always called him stuff like "Whelp" and "Punk" and "Usurper", which were not very good names to use when referring to him. Although the last one was a bit concerning.

They had only managed to trade a few quick words with Unknown in the past few months, but it was enough to get the Gist of it. He was just doing his job, sending the Realms Ghosts back where they belonged. There was apparently a Tear in Reality letting them through, but he seemed hesitant to reveal what he knew about it.

After a few months of sparse interactions, they eventually managed to convince him to at least take an Emergency Communicator. Just in case. They even let him take it apart to look for any Tracking Devices, which earned them a small bit of trust. They took whatever wins they could.

Fortunately, it seemed he never did need it. In fact he was getting more and more efficient with every battle, defeating his foes in half the time it would have taken before.

Unfortunately, it didn't last forever. One day, the Communicator went off, a distorted voice quickly saying, "Need backup, some of them decide to Team Up" before cutting out.

They quickly rushed to his location, finding an active battlefield with no less that a dozen Ghosts battling Unknown. And he seemed to be on the ropes.

With their arrival, the combined force of the Justice League and Unknown eventually managed to defeat the Group of Ghosts. Justice League Dark volunteered to work on the Banishing Spells while the others cleaned up the damage from the Battle.

One of them approached Unknown to make sure he was ok, and froze.

During the battle, Unknown's Mask had been Torn off, and they could finally see the face of the Hero they had been working with for the past few months.

And he was a Child.

#Dp x dc #Dpxdc #Dc x dp #Dcxdp #Danny Phantom #Dc #Dcu #Vivisection AU #Wandering Hero AU #Danny's Hero name is Unknown #Danny isn't in a good place right now #He has an unhealthy mix of a Savior Complex and Survivors Guilt #He believes that this is all his fault and none of this would have ever happened if he hadn't been stupid enough to step in the Portal #Danny is of course Wrong since he parents would have eventually made the Portal work whether he stepped in it or not #And in that scenario there would have been nobody who could stop the Ghosts at all and they would have run rampant #The JLA is horrified that they let a child fight their battles for this long #Of course they understand him since they are the exact same but they still feel bad for not supporting him more #(As if Danny would have let them)#Whether Danny let's himself be taken in by the League or runs away from his problems again is up to whoever picks up this post #I leave it humbly in your hands

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tossawary · 1 year ago

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The visible camp and sleeping setups in Baldur's Gate 3 make no sense for many reasons, but the one I'm focused on now is... where did all of this stuff COME from?

Presumably there's some in-universe explanation about fully furnished tents that you can summon or a magical bag or whatever, but I don't particularly care, honestly. Handwaving the exact mechanics in favor of fun fic ideas.

It doesn't make much sense for all of the characters to have even magical camping gear at the ready, especially at the beginning of the game: Lae'zel was part of a larger force and may not have been in charge of supplies in any fashion, and Astarion is a city boy. As far as I can remember and understand it, Gale and Shadowheart are the magical ones, and Shadowheart is the only one between them who was actually intentionally traveling on a quest. Wyll and Karlach having camping gear, yes, I buy that (although it easily could have been wrecked by or lost during all the shit that they've been through), but you also meet them both a little later than the others.

It is FAR funnier to me to imagine the party, post-crash at the beginning, being absolutely WRECKED. Everyone is covered in mind flayer ship slime, blood, and ash. Shadowheart's eyeliner is dripping down her face and there are guts in her hair. Astarion when you first meet him is a MESS who tried to fix himself up after tripping into a river. Lae'zel is missing half her clothes, perhaps, due to the fighting on the ship earlier, and she's making the awkwardness everyone else's problem.

They have no food (Lae'zel suggested cannibalism as a joke, but no one could tell that it was a joke) and one water skin. Their armor and weapons are damaged or stolen. Everyone is resigned to sleeping in the dirt, because the only other option is sharing Shadowheart's ONE single-person tent and bedroll between them all. A cuddle pile seems like a potentially deadly option.

And then they all meet Gale. And I know that he's Mr. Stay In My House For A Year Post-Break-Up, so he doesn't really seem like a camping guy, but it's really funny to me to imagine everyone being Not Very Happy to have Gale joining them (his robes are actually cleanish somehow, what the fuck, that's not fair, fucking wizards), until he starts summoning plush furniture and cooking pots out of some pocket dimension and heating water for people so they can wash their hair. And he COOKS. Holy shit. Everyone's favorite party member immediately.

Yes, it is revealed later on all of the (possibly dubiously real) tents and luxurious cushions and blankets and mirrors and atmospheric magical torches that Gale is summoning WERE all part of former magical romantic fuck-pads from his days with Mystra, so there is a non-zero chance that Gale fucked or got fucked by a goddess on every single piece of furniture in the camp. ("They're CLEAN!" Gale insists. "I WASHED THEM.") But at that point no one is willing to give up their throw pillows or sexy furs or the bathtub that could fit two people, so they all just live with it.

#tossawary baldur's gate #gale dekarios #shadowheart #lae'zel #astarion ancunin #wyll ravengard #karlach #fic ideas #spoilers

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puppetmaster13u · 5 months ago

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Still Thinkin of Yokai Amity

Y'know, where all of Amity have pretty much become yokai creatures. I might be weak for Japanese mythology and cryptids. Or really all mythology and cryptids, but Japan has a lot and it's near never-ending meaning it's fun to continue discovering and learning stuff. But anyway!

Amity Park, practically empty of humans now. Not even following the usual rule that things do thanks to how malleable ecto is. Along with how a form usually depends on ones own thoughts, feelings, and Core.

But anyway, Amity? Kind of having some trouble now that, again, no one there counts as human. Visibly so. Which, yeah the GIW is sort of incompetent, but it's also kind of... not?

Let them reiterate, individually or even in pairs, they can easily deal with the Guys in White. Heck, even a small battalion is easy enough- but they have... a lot of people. And the backing of the government. So.

Plan B? Escape. Where to?

Well, see, they've all had to interact more with the Realms, not to mention that well, the entire town was pulled into it at one point. Which was how everyone got that last bit of ecto to push the transformations from contaminated to Liminal.

Which means? Time to escape through the Realms to somewhere, maybe even somewhen else. But they also can't stay in the Realms indefinitely. Because even with their own Cores, most of them are still Living.

But they also can't agree on a World to settle down in, not with how they're still wary of reactions. So what's a city to do?

Why, pop into multiple worlds of course. A wandering city, the entrance shifting through gates and alleys and doorways that appears through time and space.

Sometimes another haunted being finds their way through, sometimes they visit one dimension more than another- sometimes they leave one behind forever. But tales still spread of the wandering city that flickers through existence.

#Prompts #liminal amity park #Yokai Amity au #Wandering Yokai City Au #danny phantom crossover #dcxdp #dpxdc #dp x bnha #dp x marvel #dp x mha #dp x mcu #dp x naruto #As many crossovers as you want #Constantine & Tsunade meet in Amity's local sake bar manned by a bakeneko #Batman falls through time only to crash into Amity alongside Loki #Izuku & Toshi accidentally wander in thanks to haunted quirk #Jazz steals tiny Naruto & Sasuke because Look at Him he's Traumatized #Tengu Damon Grey bonds with his Yosuzume daughter by playfully guarding the city #There's Torii gates that are entrances to the Realms where the dead can come through #Small shrines to those that helped them escape like Clockwork & Frostbite & Pandora & Princess Dora #A bustling familiar yet alien never-aging yet ever-expanding & evolving city of living and dead spirits

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cookie-crumblr · 20 days ago

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Spectral Tiger

GN!Reader × Invisible M!Yan OC

Part 1~

Intro <<< >>> Next Part

His info: ✨💎🩹

MINORS DNI

CW: G/N Reader, reader is a sub, reader referred to as they/them, teasing, sexual themes, public nudity, long part lots of little mini jumps, not proofread, slower burn, still no smut!! <3

“You sure you aren’t just some creep? I mean you bumped into me… Naked. I feel like i have to re shower now.” You wrap your arms around yourself, “Why didn’t you just say something sooner?”

“That was not on purpose, as I explained before, I was simply waiting until I could figure out my next steps.” He sighs, your floor creaks as he presumably paces, “I’ve never inter-dimensionally traveled before, let alone unexpectedly, please forgive that i’m a little out of my element.” he sounds earnest.

With a little more worry on your bottom lip you respond more thoughtfully this time, “Right, that would actually make sense… Its hard to discredit you right now too, since you’re actually invisible like right in front of me.”

Now it’s your turn to sigh.

“Okay we’ll, how do we hide that you’re, you know, not visible at all without making you wear a full on suit?”

“I’m assuming you have masks in this realm.”

“I am not walking around with a freak in a mask.”

“I could just stay naked, then we won’t have to worry about anyone seeing me.” he says simply.

“Absolutely not.”

Your eyes are wide and you’re completely silent.

He has a really nice body.

Like insanely nice.

He’s tall, and lean, with a wider upper body and a model waistline. His posture exudes comfort and a calm coolness. Good gods. he was sculpted by them for sure.

You pick your jaw off of the floor.

the only stupid thing is the poorly crafted wolf mask you have on his head… You bite your thumbnail…

“Well, how’s this freak in a mask look~? I kinda like your fashion over here.” He spins around to see all angles of himself in the mirror. The regular clothes at this store are actually pretty cute, he found some baggier pants that cinch at the ankles, with straps and chains that he instantly picked out, along with a feminine fit T from the movie scream.

It really hugs his figure and shows off his physique.

You’re blowing gaskets left and right trying to focus on other things, sat on the pouf in the corner of the family changing room.

You had told the spirit halloween employee you’d like a lot of room. They weren’t busy so they happily obliged. You also had to call work and tell them you’d be running late, and since you have a good track record (and a high position) they’re only giving you a warning.

You sigh, a little annoyed, and a little anxious by how hot he is. “You look fine.” it comes out sour on your tongue, to witch he chuckles.

“You look cute~” he finger guns you.

Yet another sigh escapes you, although this one is more of a groan, and through gritted teeth you simply say, “Let’s just go.”

Awkwardly, you pay for everything while trying not to freak out, imagining that everyone thinks you’re a couple of weirdos. At least it’s close to halloween. Another small blessing.

You debate leaving him in the car with the ac on… In his stupid dog mask he’d be like a little puppy, you’d put one of those “the music is playing and the ac is on” signs in the window.

Giggling to yourself, he pulls you back to reality with “May I become privy to the joke?”

“MaY i bEcOmE pRiVy?!” You bust out laughing what the fuck dimension did he come from? a Shakespearean one? “Sorry, sorry. I was just thinking of locking you in my car for the day.”

His head turns and he stops abruptly, but you quicken your pace, head tilted high into the air, a satisfied smirk on your face. “What?” You ask innocently.

You end up taking a zoober, driving in the city makes you a little anxious, since you live more on the outskirts in a nice gated district.

Luckily they don’t even really spare a glance back at you or your masked companion.

That doesn’t help your anxiety in the slightest however.

On the way he “ooo”’s and “aaah”’s at electronic billboards and screens on buildings. He must be from a time that’s slightly behind yours.

So far the only people asking about him once you get to the office are curious, and infatuated co workers, cant blame them.

As long as your boss doesn’t come in toda-

Here he comes.

straight to your office as always, his favorite little employee.

You try as hard as you can to shrink or become one with your chair, or both at once desperately.

“Well now, Y/N, who’s this? A client?”

“Not exactly,” Jack can just pull up your files and quickly deduce that this man is not in fact, a client, so it’s no use lying about that… “He’s a friend, that just flew in, i didn’t want to leave him alone in a hotel or at my place on his first day so i brought him here.” It flies out almost too naturally.

“Well hey there, friend,” He may as well of spat the word in his covered face. “What’s up with the mask?” the way his demeanor changed so fast would’ve given you whiplash if you weren’t used to Jacks mood swings and personality shifts.

“He’s a little high profile, Jack. You know, cant be seen in public type, or he might get noticed and he’s trying not to let that happen.”

“Shouldn’t I get to know who he is since I’m housing him here at this moment,” He leans on the door frame.

“Nope. Sorry, and you’re not ‘housing’ him” you throw up air quotes, “he’s just visiting”

He leaves slightly huffy but he thankfully dropped it, probably not wanting to look even worse in front of a possible celebrity.

You click your tongue.

“He’s so into you,” Zharu leans back in the red chair he’s claimed for himself, one leg crossed over the other.

“Ew no he’s just my boss.” You type nonsense into the keyboard.

“You aren’t even typing words, Y/N” he announces it the way Jack did and your face warms embarrassedly. “So what are we doing after this?” He sits up and surprisingly turns the Tv off.

“Shut up, you don’t even know what typing is. And were going to a rehearsal,” most of your family doesn’t show up, so he should be safe to come… But a mask would be extremely inappropriate… “Fuck… Looks like you’re going out naked today after all”

How could you possibly get him anything that would be even remotely close to appropriate with his entire body covered. Especially with so little time, a full body cast is out of the question!

You pinch the bridge of your nose.

You are more than acutely aware of how he is fully naked in a seat right next to you. And from earlier when he bumped into you you are aware of the fact that he has a rather decent package…

It’s too hot in this auditorium suddenly.

He shifts his weight until you feel his hair, slightly longer than you would’ve guessed, tickle your shoulder.

You grip the arm rest to stop yourself from jumping into the stratosphere! What is he doing getting so close!?

“What is this place for?” He whispers into your ear.

You let out a long exhale to steele yourself, relax, of course he’s just curious and didn’t want to draw attention by speaking loudly. What were you thinking!

“A-Ah oh um! it’s a theater, people come here to watch other people preform for entertainment,and money” You smile while keeping your eyes toward the stage.

Your heart rate almost steadies before he lets out a small sigh in understanding. It’s a pleasant sound, his voice rumbles slightly. Then he leans in even closer, His nose barely brushing into your hair now, “If I had money it’d definitely be entertaining to watch you preform for me,”

“What!?” Your hair stands on its ends, “!I mean, What!? What I mean—,” You’re short circuiting. You breathe and pinch yourself, calm down he doesn’t even know what he’s saying. Probably. In the mean time he’s pulled away, totally chuckling, while trying to keep himself quiet, “What do you think I would even preform?” you ask.

his body is suddenly even closer to yours, his hand gently caresses the opposite side your chin from where he’s sitting, “I could think of a few things…”

Steam might just about burst out of your ears! He does know!

Not too much longer and your brother enters the stage, he’s always the center performer. You stand to applaud loudly for him, he doesn’t show any emotion but you know he’s beaming on the inside.

“So cute~” you hear him say it softly, as if to himself, and your face warms as you try and forget about it.

When you reseat yourself, his hand lightly comes down onto your mid thigh.

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reverieblondie · 4 months ago

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HI!! baldurs gate ladies anon

was just looking at the other tiefling (purring and tail stuff) x guys ask and wondering if you could do it for karlach and shadowheart?

catlike tieflings give me life lololol

Hey Anon!! Thank you for the ask! I never Write for the ladies but this was really fun! I hope you enjoy! As always the last bullet point is 18+ NSFW!

BG3 Boys with teifling s/o

Karlach

You Should feel humiliated right now, but that feeling is being subsidized by your udder glee at this moment. You had taken a particularly nasty fall, ending up with you having a twisted ankle. Usually, a little inquiry like this could be healed quickly by Shadowheart or Halsin, but they are back at camp, leaving you to be with Astarion, Lae'zel, and Karlach. Karlach, of course, was the first to volunteer to carry you back, and with your heat resistances, how could you refuse. Thus, you get to be held in Karlach's strong arms! It would be foolish to decline. Karlach carries you effortlessly and is nothing but smiles as she carries you back. She is always such a positive light in your life that you can't help but admire her; plus, you two have a connection unlike you have felt with any other. Being around her just makes you feel so comforted. That comfort would be what makes you slip, what makes that soft purr vibrate through your chest. Karlach seems surprised for a second before her beautiful smile stretches to her lips. "Well, well, Soldier! You must be feeling a bit better." You blush and lean against her chest more, "Being around you always makes me feel better... you're my favorite person.." Karlach's chest also starts to purr, and she holds you tighter, ecstatic the feeling is mutual.

It's no surprise that people, especially kids, flock to Karlach. It's almost like she is a magnetite, but you know it's just because of her kind soul. Karlach has become a role model to the teifling kids, and honestly, Karlach couldn't be happier about it. Karlach has been spending the last hour telling stories to them and receiving every compliment under the sun. Though she wouldn't fully admit it, she blushes as they call her a strong hero and beautiful. Once storytime is over and you two are walking back to camp, you see that Karlach is still on cloud nine. "Those kids are great, though I don't know if I am exactly role model material," Karlach says, still grinning. "Well, they have great taste; you are pretty amazing." You add as you two walk along. Karlach blushes at your words, "I think that you are way more admirable.... and beautiful...." You feel yourself grin and decide to shoot your shot by wrapping your tail around hers; she seems surprised for a moment before she tugs you closer and wraps an arm around your shoulders.

Karlach is so tender as she presses soft kisses to your skin. At the start, she had swept you off your feet and devoured your lips with hunger, her hands so greedily caressing over your most sensitive parts... But now that she has you where she wants you, lying prone underneath her muscular body. Softly pleading, trembling... Now Karlach wants to take her time as she explores your every curve, Worshiping you thoroughly. Karlach looks deep into your eyes as she slowly slips her hand down, smiling as she watches you unravel... Once she finally starts to tease her long fingers against your sex, you think you're about to evaporate to a different dimension. The only thing keeping you grounded is her voice and tail wrapped tightly with yours.

Shadowheart

You and Shadowheart were finally able to set up a proper date. It was the first thing you had promised her: go on a proper date with her after everything is done in the city. Today was a big deal for you; it was the day you hoped to take your flirtationship with Shadowheart into a relationship. The plan to seal the deal? A perfect kiss. The date was simple: a nice countryside picnic. You cooked and packed everything, and Shadowheart looked so radiant! It was all going according to plan. You two ate food, shared a cake, and fed the squirrels and ducks from around the lake. Shadowheart surprisingly has a way with animals and made quick friends with a particularly adorable squirrel. As the date was ending, you decided to make your move, so very gently you brushed her fair hair back behind her ear. Shadowheart leaned into your hand and looked at you with a knowing smile. "May I kiss you?" You asked barely above a whisper. "I would be disappointed if you don't." With the go-ahead, you leaned in and kissed her expecting lips softly. During your kiss, a pur starts to bloom from your chest, causing her to giggle and you to get embarrassed. You break the kiss feeling flustered, but your face is quickly brought back close by Shadowheart's hand. You whisper an apology, but Shadowheart only smiles and shakes her head, "Don't be embarrassed... I thought it was cute… and I hope you will do it again."

"Must you keep doing that?" You say with no real bite to your tone but still stern enough to make Shadowheart pause. "Why? Is it bothering you?" She asks casually before running her index finger up the base of your tail again, making a shiver tremble through your body. She knows she's teasing you, and you're loving every second of it. However, a person can only handle so much teasing for so long, and you want it to be her turn to shiver in excitement. So right before Shadowheart can lean back down and tease your twitching tail, you're quickly wrapping it around her waist and pulling her close to your chest. "If you're going to keep teasing me..... I'm just going to have to find ways to tease you...." Shadowheart smirks, "That sounds like a promise..."

It's not something you thought you would like, but with Shadowheart doing it, you just can't seem to mind. The more you kiss and tease her with your forked tongue, the more she seems to fall apart for you. Her soft moans are like a melody in your ears. Then you wrap your lips around that little swollen bundle of nerves, and it makes her pull on your horns harder and moan your name louder. The pull from her bringing you closer against your core makes your eyes roll, and you can't help yourself when you start to purr, and That just seems to get her closer to that blissful edge... Carefully you slip two fingers into her quivering slit, praying to the gods it will make her pull harder on your horns and grind against your eager tongue faster.

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ficks-of-fancy2 · 1 month ago

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Billy Batson/Cap. M headcanons AKA something you didn't ask for but we are doing

Flossing Marvel jumpscare!

Billy is homeless by choice. Mostly due to being almost constantly adopted into bad families (boy just has the worst luck). Billy prefers to remain homeless out of the fear that at some point he won't be able to get away from an abusive family. And is absolutely terrified of cops because they tend to take one look at him and toss him in the system or call him a lost cause and try to send him to juvie. Billy does work for Wiz Radio mostly as a result of magical shenanigans i.e Wiz is run by the magical community of Fawcett City. Oh, Billy isn't a big fan of being Cap, I don't know how else to describe it as other than Uncanny Valley for the kid and the fear that he'll end up like Black Adam.

He and Freddy aren't even remotely related familially! Freddy is just some random kid his age that he became close friends with due to mutual loneliness and love of causing problems. Freddy's disability was a result of parental abuse were one of them broke his leg and it was just never properly handled so it just didn't set right. A teacher noticed this and had him placed into her protective custody until his parent was arrested and he had to be placed in foster care due to her inability to meet his needs. He currently lives with Victor and Rosa's family. The other family's backstory remains mostly the same.

Tawky Tawny is a fae trickster two pulled a prank on the wrong person (Titania) and as a result was cursed into the form of a stuffed tiger keychain. Currently he's Billy's familiar as a sort of parole/attempt to prove he's learned his lesson. He was a close friend of The Wizard for a few centuries and is teaching Billy the ins and outs of his inherited role as the Champion of Magic.

Magic lore

The Shazam acronym is as follows:

Sovereignty of Hera

Guidance of Hecate

Council of Athena

Power of Zeus

Fury of Ares

Momentum of Hermes

I always thought it was weird that Capt. Marvel got his power from multiple theological origins unlike Black Adam who was exclusively Egyptian. It was also weird that The Champion of Magic didn't have Hecate as one of his patrons, given her authority as the goddess of magic. I also like the idea the that Billy is beloved by the gods and has multiple blessings outside of the Champion. Like Artemis gave him an understanding of wild creatures and Dionysus making his mind harder to read. Billy is essentially a cryptid due to this, but with magic and a desire to start shit for the hell of it. I have this idea that each member of The Council of Wizards had their own champion and pantheon to draw from. Shazam obviously has the Greek pantheon, but the others had the Norse, Egyptian, Shinto, ect.

Capt. Marvel's duty is less about fighting bad guys and more along the lines of diplomacy, fixing what Black Adam caused. Helping magical communities to coexist and preventing magical threats that could potentially harm both the normal and mystic communities. Also the whole custodian of the Rock of Eternity thing. The Rock itself being a multiversal conduit for all magic does possess a limited form of sentience and will send members of the Shazamily to different realities for various reasons. The Rock tends to send them to those that aren't magically inclined often so a problem gets solved before they are able to return. It's next to impossible to open gates to The Rock in a reality that isn't magically inclined it becomes more difficult at best to return. The same it true for attempting to enter any other dimension i.e The Fae Wilds. I've always enjoyed the nuance of 'my job isn't to punch people, it's to help them.'

The Council of Wizards imposed rules on the Rock's interference;

1)The Rock is forbidden to speak.

2)The Rock is forbidden from taking physical form.

3)The Rock is forbidden to reveal any knowledge unknown to The Champion in any form.

4)The Rock is forbidden from most forms of physical interference (No moving doors)

This can only be rectified if the Council no longer holds control over the rock. Disbandment, forcible removal, or death without an heir.

Physical appearance HC

Billy has lichtenberg figure scars that are weirdly localized, the entire Shazamily does, Billy just has the most. The largest one is on his back starting from the nape of his neck and spreading out at his shoulder blades, he shares this scar with Mary. Freddy and Billy share a scar on Freddy's bum leg, this one going up from the foot to the knee. Darla's scar is on his right hand rising from the palm to the elbow. Pedro's is the left, it starts at the shoulder and ends midway to the hand. Eugene's is on the right leg starting at the mid thigh and ending at the achilles heel. The first scar Billy got is a circle around his heart that spreads across his chest like tree roots, it has no match.

The Champions all share variants of the same costume design (with one exception). Togas with pants, golden braces and boots. They still have the capes (I like those) and the togas match the color scheme with some extra personalization (sans Billy). Mary has the favor of Athena so her's is more armored than normal (and white). Freddy has Hermes so he has sandals instead of boots and his cape is smaller. Eugene is in full on spartan battle armor (Oops all Ares). Darla has a tiara and a longer skirt section. Pedro has the favor of Zeus so his outfit has streaks of charring similar to lightning. They all still have the thunder bolt thing in their chests it's just more obvious that it's a physical part of them.

Now on to my personal fav. Billy is transmasc. I don't know why but I like it. Additionally, Billy is pansexual and has had a lot of boyfriends and girlfriends none of them ended up being what he wanted, leading to a feeling of something being wrong with him. Freddy is gay but thought he was straight for the longest time. I'm just gonna preface this by saying Billy and Freddy being foster siblings is new and they used to just be friends and that is more interesting to me than just siblings. I don't have any strong feelings about the ship, it's fine, I think the potential of a close friendship developing into a close romantic relationship is much more interesting than enemies to lovers. So that's my standing.

Mary is lesbian, she just has the vibes. Darla is to baby to care. Pedro is a bi king. Eugene is the ace icon.

#headcanon #billy batson #freddy freeman #dc captain marvel #dc comics #tawky tawny #transgender #trans man #transmasc #shazamily #darla dudley #pedro peña #mary bromfield #eugene choi #freebat #I guess

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abby118 · 11 months ago

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A (probably) speculative question, if you dont mind.

Do you know how many miles long the Rainbow Bridge is from it's starting point in the city/palace to it's end point at Himinbjorg?

I read on the wiki that in the MCU, Asgard is about the size of the continental United States, which made me realise we see only a fraction of it on film. And that got me thinking about the dimensions of the city. And the population and where they live. We know so little about Asgard.

Hey Anon, thank you so much for giving me another opportunity to ramble about Asgard!

First, let's take a look at the view from Himinbjorg AND the palace:

As you can see, The Rainbow Bridge is very long and Himinbjorg is so far away it looks like a mere dot. When in reality, the structure itself is massive. Here you can see Heimdall standing inside for size comparison. The bridge is also quite wide.

Now, let's look at Valaskjalf: The palace is ginormous (these pillars right here are chambers, as seen in the scene where Frigga fights with Malekith- one of them is hers, and they can be barely seen when looking from the city's borders)

The entrance in the lower middle used to be the throne room before they moved it higher up and that is a great example of how big the halls are

Now for the entrance gate-

This entire section right here is BEHIND the gate.

As you can probably tell by now, the gate is outside the city.

Here is the size of their horses for comparison

This one shows the bridge connecting to the palace

While I cannot give you the exact number as it is not stated anywhere (not even in norse mythology) and I don't plan on spending my morning calculating how long a horse is and how many would fit lol, I think this is a good way of seeing just how big Asgard is. Remember, the realm is much bigger than the city. There are mountains surrounding it which were not really shown or explored apart from some brief scenes in Ragnarok (but I prefer to not treat that movie as canon on anything else but the look of the realm)

(a post about the palace here)

Update-

#Asgard #the Rainbow Bridge #Thor 1 #Thor The Dark World #Bifrost #Himinbjorg #Royal Palace of Valaskjalf

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kingprinceleo · 1 month ago

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what new vampite lore can you share with the class 👀

Eheheheheheh !

Making some major changes that I'm finally happy with! GUN in its entirity has been removed but I think I have a way more fun option-

Gerald !

Rather than the ark existing I think early settlers in angel Island included Gerald and Maria and scientists etc, and Gerald constructed the barrier around the island which allowed Maria to thrive with the atmospheric change thanks to the chaos emeralds power

Vampires as a concept originate from Sol! Long time ago in recorded history they passed through the pocket dimension gate onto angel Island and that's how vampirism became common in all of Mobius

Modern day the gate has been forcibly closed and cannot be reopened from Sols side

Maria death was due to a mobbing incident due to humans feeling threatened by living in an enclosed island with vampires until the tension broke

Maria is a ghost with Tikal and Chaos though! Able to haunt places and get silly, specifically the pizza place where knuckles and shadow work </3

Modern day plot, Gerald has control of the city parts of angel Island, a total surveillance state, who is also trying to keep chaos from attacking the island. Grandpa has memory problems</3 (Shadow is still wanted by the city , but I don't think he knows it's Gerald or if he remembers him)

ALSO DOOM IS HERE DNDNFJFND . He's like . Kinda trapped in the barrier and just got used to it over the years so now he carries out his evil misdeeds by being a loan shark.

Eggman also has real estate in certain city areas where eggmanland resides, and he's looking to expand further into the island

And that's most of the changes to the backstory stuff which I'm a lot happier with and smth I'm rlly trying to keep in mind , which messed me up the first time, was making sure the au stays silly and lighthearted, it's meant to be goofy fjfnfnfnf

So giant major plot may not be ever happening since I wanna keep it mostly silly and more on the slice of life side

#vampire au #my asks

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bteezxyewriter12 · 9 days ago

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Bloodthirsty

Pairing- Namjoon x Named Reader

Word count- 4.9k

Includes- Angst, apocalyptic setting, Sort of Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU, monsters, demons, magic, fluff

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J POV

I stand watching the men with magic try to frantically fix the spells that keep the barrier around our city

We are one of the great sanctuaries left where humans can survive

People of all races, ages, backgrounds live in cities like ours

Until the beasts get in

Outside our city is where the beasts live

Vampires, werewolves, all sorts of other demonic creatures I don't know the names of

I just know they have claws, teeth, horns and nails for killing

And they feed on humans

I whisper the incantations along with the men

For some reason it's fine if men have magic but it's not for women

It's like ever since the end of world happened, women were knocked back down in society

Stupid

I have magic but I can't tell anyone

And mine is stronger than any of these men

But I don't say anything because I don't want to be killed as a witch

Stupid right?

I'd think anyone with magic would be welcomed to help but no

The men took over and the dumb women ran to them for protection

And now it's seen as a waste if a woman gains magic

So they're executed

Like the fucking Salem witch trials

These stupid decisions were made before I was born when my grandparents were alive

It's like we went back to the middle ages

My grandparents survived the apocalypse

My grandmother remembered how the world used to be and she raised my mother to be strong and independent

And my mom raised me the same way

My grandpa had magic and my grandma was something called a slayer

My grandpa passed down magic to my mother and my grandma taught her how to fight

And mom taught me

As my mom's power grew it became out of control and she was killed before she had learned to control it

And my dad was executed for not telling the authorities about her magic

My grandma took over raising me and had her first Willow teach me how to control the magic if it grew

It did and mine is stronger than my mom's was when she died

But I can control it

Mostly

If I get upset or emotional or sad then the control slips but I've managed to stay hidden

And I'm stronger than most humans, faster too with hightened senses

I'm a slayer

My grandma told me and it makes sense since she was one

There only used to be one slayer at a time but my grandma changed all that that so there were many slayers all over the world

She was a famous slayer who defeated the first

Buffy Summers

But she couldn't stop this apocalypse

Because it didn't happen in our dimension

Pure demons in another dimension, a demon dimension, opened all the gates between dimensions causing a demon apocalypse

And the death of nearly the whole population of humans

I don't think there are too many slayers left either

Since humans are scarce and almost extinct

Every time I see the men fixing the spells that hold up the barrier, I come to watch and secretly help

It's gotten worse over the last year

Because he's on the beasts side now

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I see a huge army of beasts coming towards the city

My grandmother told me that a slayer is supposed to fight all the demons and vampires

But that was when she was able to take one threat at a time

Not an army of them

There's no way I can do it alone

Walking closer to the gate, I see the leader in the front

It's him

Kim, Namjoon

My husband

It kills me to see him especially like this

A vampire

Here people marry young

I was twenty two and he was twenty four but we were together since we we're fifteen and seventeen

We were married for two years when he was chosen as part of the group that goes out into the city to try to find some more food, medicine, other people, anything we could need

I remember begging him not to go

I knew he wouldn't be coming back

Most of the groups who leave either don't come back or one or two come back with horror stories of how the rest of the group was killed

He didn't want to go but he had no choice

I knew he didn't

They'd drag him with them or execute him for refusing to go

That's seen as an act of treason here

He left and never came back

Until a year ago

But he came with the monsters

He had strong magic too

That's why he was sent with the group to leave the city

It was the first time a man with magic went and they thought for sure he would be able to protect them and come back

They were wrong

And now he's using his magic to destroy the barrier

He knows I'm here and he knows I have magic and I'm a slayer

He knows my job is to protect people and I will have to kill him if he gets in

I was taught all about vampires

I don't know if they are still the same all these years later or if they changed or evolved

All I know is that I'm supposed to kill them

But I don't know if I can do it

I love him more than anything in this world and I don't think I can kill him, vampire or not

But I will kill the beasts he's bringing with him

That I guarantee

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Namjoon POV

As we get closer to the gate, I see her

Standing just behind it, staring out at me

My world

My everything

My Joanne

My wife, the girl I love more than anything in this world

She's the one I'm coming to get while I pay back this stupid city for what they did

They tore me away from her, gave me no choice but to leave her

Refusing or going ended up in death either way

It wasn't fair

We were only married for two years and there were other more advanced men with magic who could go

But they picked me to protect the other six men who were going

I still remember her crying hysterically as I was pushed outside the gates with the group

I remember crying hysterically too

I remember our last kiss, the last time I had her in my arms right before I was ripped from her

We didn't even make it twenty minutes before we were surrounded by demons

I was able to keep a barrier around us for awhile

But magic takes all you're energy away

And mine was draining out

That's when a vampire came out and asked me if I wanted to be one of them

I refused but then he told me that he was trying to get into the city

He talked me into getting revenge on the people for forcing me away from her

And get her back

It was either that or die

And I didn't want to die

So I bargained for the group's life as well and we were all turned into vampires

But different kinds of vampires

Not like the ones that her grandmother used to fight

I can think and I know right from wrong

I'm not evil

I just want revenge

I just want her

I stayed away for a year, getting my magic stronger and getting used to being a vampire

Then I killed the vampire who made me and took over

I came back last year and have been trying to get into the city

But I know it's because of her that I can't break the barrier

He magic was always stronger than mine

But the constant attack from me is weakening the barrier everyday

After all, I don't need to sleep

I can but I don't need it

And they do

"That's the girl?", Hoseok asks

"Yes", I answer

"She's off limits right?", Jimin questions

"Yes. If you or any of them hurt her I will kill you"

The entire army knows she's off limits

They can kill whoever they want

But no one touches her

Not even if she tries to kill them

Which I know she will

The slayer in her will force her to kill

That's why I need to get to her immediately as soon as the barrier falls

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As we stand in front of the city, I keep repeating the spell and incantations to break down the barrier

"Joonie", I hear her call

I stop speaking and look up at her

She's looking at me with such a sad look on her face

"Stop Joonie"

I walk closer until I hit the barrier keeping me out

"Don't do this Joonie", she whispers

"Why not? They tore me away from you"

"I know baby but I can't let you kill everyone in here. There are so many innocent lives here Joonie"

"No they're not. They all were there when I was forced out of the city. Remember? They were all yelling at me to go and protect the group. They didn't care that I was leaving you behind. They didn't care that I was going to die."

"Joonie...I can't let you do it. If you come, I'm going to have to....", she trails off, "Kill you"

I raise my eyebrow

She won't kill me

"Don't look at me like that Joonie. I don't want to kill you but I'll have to"

"No you don't baby. I'm coming for you."

"Namjoon you can't. I don't belong out there. I'll die"

I shake my head, "No you won't. I won't let you"

"Namjoon please don't", she begs

"Don't you want me?", I ask

Maybe she doesn't anymore

Maybe it's been too long

"Of course I want you Joonie. I love you with all my heart. That hasn't gone away even a little bit"

I'm over the moon to hear that

She wants me just as much as I still want her

"But you can't kill people just to be with me Namjoon."

"That's not it baby. I'm coming for you and I'm getting revenge at the same time"

"Joonie-", she starts

I have to go

I need to get this barrier down so I can be with her

"I love you Joanne", I tell her as I turn and walk back to the army

When I turn back, she's crying and it's a stab to my heart

But I'll be there soon to comfort her

I start the spell again, calling my power.

😼😼😼😼😼😼😼😼😼😼

J POV

He's not going to stop

And he's going to get in

By nightfall he'll be in

I can feel it

He doesn't sleep so he can chant the spells all night and day

The people don't know this

They think the magic will hold up because it always does

But it won't

And I have to get ready

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Running into my house, I go to my supplies

Opening the trunk, I grab stakes, putting, one in my boot, one in my jacket sleeve and one in my jacket pocket

I put my belt on and start putting knives in the loops around it

Going to the wall in the living room, I take down my grandma's sword

The one she used to slay and put it in my bag

Then I grab my crossbow and load it with arrows

The rest I shove in a quiver and sling it over my back

Hauling the bag and holding the crossbow, I leave my house and make my way to the gate

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I stand there, watching the spells fail

I picked a spot in the center of the square a few feet from the gate

People are running away and trying to barricade their doors

The men have given up and are hiding

I'm the only one here

I heard the people talking as they left

That I'm the reason why he's here

Why he's doing this

They know he's coming for me and they blame me

They've been blaming me for the past year, asking the leaders to throw me out to them

They hate me

But they don't know he hates them more and is coming for them too

Some people hope I die or hope that he takes me and leaves

They're in for a surprise

The barrier crackles around the city

It's almost gone

I'm ready

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There's a huge flash of light and the barrier fails completely

I watch as the beasts come running towards the city

Picking up my crossbow, I aim for the big demon running on all fours

I press the trigger and the arrow flies into it's eye stopping it in it's tracks as it falls

I hear cawing and look up to see flying demons

They look like skeletal humans with wings

I aim the cross bow and just start shooting

I kill three but the rest fly off into the city

And I hear the first of the screams

Quickly loading the crossbow, I fire arrow after arrow into as many beasts as I can, killing some and wounding others

When I'm out of arrows, I bend down and take out the sword

They're almost here

I stand my ground as they enter the city

Swinging my sword I attack the nearest demon cutting it's head off

That one was surprised

The others won't be

I turn to the next demon and attack it stabbing it in the chest

That....was extremely easy

As I keep killing the beasts, I notice that none of them are fighting me back

They're just letting me kill them

And I notice none of them are running towards me

They just go around me and avoid me

What the fuck?

It has to be because of Namjoon

He's leading them and he probably told them not to hurt me

Well I'm not going to let them go so easily

Turning around, I run into the city following them, killing all in my path

"Help! Help me!", I hear a girl screaming

Taking off in that direction, I see a scaly demon trying to get to a young girl holding a baby

Oh hell no

I thrust the sword into the demon's back until it comes out it's front and pull up, splitting it down the middle

"Oh my god!", the girl screams

The demon falls to each side and I look at her

"Run. Stay to the side and out of their way"

She nods, "Thank you", then runs into the night

Looking around I find a person on the floor screaming as a spider demon walk closer to them

Running I grab a knife from my belt

Jumping on the spider's back I bring the knife down into it's head

It collapses right where it stands and I get off, getting to the person

I help them up but to my surprise the woman pushes me off her

"Get the fuck away from me"

"What?", I as so confused

I just saved her

"It's your fault this is happening", she yells

I stare at her in complete disbelief

"You're the reason they're here. It's your husband doing this. He's here for you. You should have been thrown out of here months ago"

Is she serious?

She's seriously blaming me to my face after I killed the demon?

Which in my book is insane and I am not ok with this

She glares at me before running away

What a bitch

I shake it off because I don't have time to stand here and be offended

Taking off I aim for the next demon to kill

As I slay the demons who are attacking people, I notice that the people I save glare at me in disgust

Some scream at me, blaming me for this like the other woman did

Other wish death on me or tell me they hate me

Right after I kill the demon and save them

I'm stopping their deaths and they're cursing me

Other outright refuse my help and yell that they rather be slaughtered by the demons than saved by me

You know since I brought this upon them

They don't even think to blame themselves

Besides the first girl with the baby, a total of maybe two other people thank me profusely before running away

Still, I can't let people die

So I kill the demons and let them yell at me

There's just so many

It's like after I kill one, three more come

It's neverending and I'm starting to get tired

"There she is!"

Who?

I look around and see a group of leaders running towards me

Uh what the fuck?

"Grab her"

"Stop", I yell and hold up the sword as they get closer

They stop in front of me, eyes on the sword

"What are you doing?", I yell

"Killing you", one sneers

What?

Are they kidding?

Do they see what's happening around them?

"Me? I'm the one saving your asses and killing the demons!"

"It's because of you they're here!"

Oh god really?

I can't believe this

"I don't have time for this", I snap, starting to walk away

One of them comes out of nowhere and punches me in the face

I stumble dropping the sword

Turning my head back to him, I growl and slam my palm in the center of his face

I hear a snap as his nose breaks with him screaming

What the fuck?

More of them come at me grabbing my arms to hold me as another slaps me, then punches me in the stomach

"Stop!", I shout, "I don't want to hurt you!"

One laughs and comes at me

Lifting my leg, I slam my foot in his stomach and as he doubles over I kick him in the head

He goes flying to the side and I take the chance to jump and flip over the space between the two that are holding me

My arms twist in theirs and they're forced to let me go

Once I'm free, I slam my fist in one leader's jaw, then punching the other in the cheek, both of them going down

"Doesn't mean I won't hurt you", I snap

The rest of the group of five men come running at me

Seriously?

I have to fight humans?

The demons aren't attacking me but the humans are

This is insane

I get into a fighting stance and wait

I don't have to wait long as the first leader comes running to me

He swings and I duck, punching his stomach as I straighten up

He doubles over and I grab his head, slamming it into my knee as I bring it up

He falls back and I spin kick the next leader whose coming at me

"I don't have time for this! I have demons to kill!", I shout

"The only one dying is you"

"Why? I didn't do anything!"

"They are here for you! He is here for you. If you're not here, if you're dead they will leave"

Is he stupid?

Does he really think that would work?

Does he think Namjoon will accept my death and call off his demons?

"You're a fucking idiot. That will just make him more angry"

"No. If you aren't here then he has nothing to fight for and he will leave"

Oh my god, they're delusional

I can't stay here arguing with them

"Fuck off", I snarl and start walking away

There's still screaming and I need to help those people, not arguing with morons

I hear footsteps behind me and just as I turn I'm tackled by three leaders

They hold me down while the rest circle me

One leader comes closer slowly, holding up my sword

Oh shit

I move, pulling my arm up

"Hold her!"

Four more leaders help the other three holding me

Fuck

I still try, struggling against them

"Don't do this! It won't do anything. I can help. I can kill the demons! I killed a lot already"

"Shut up"

God I can't stand stupid men who think they know everything when they know nothing

"If you kill me, you are condemning all the people who live here a certain, violent death. He will not stop"

"It's so sad to see you beg for your life like this. Take it as an honor because you are saving your city"

Jesus Christ

Well I tried

I watch as he raises the sword

And fuck it, I'm scared

I don't want to die

I wish I could of seen Namjoon one last time but I guess it's not meant to be

It's not fair

They took Namjoon from me and I still helped save people, why am I being punished?

The leader starts bring down the sword when suddenly he's pulled back and I hear him scream

The other leaders are pulled off me, screaming as well

What the hell is happening?

Someone looms over me and I look up

"Joonie", I whisper

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Namjoon POV

Looking down at Joanne, I'm so relieved she's alive

The fear and rage that took over me when I found her being held down with an asshole leader holding a sword over her was immense

The guys followed me once we got inside the city and stayed close to me as I looked through the city for her

They were told to help me find her, then they could kill whoever they want

When I saw the group of leaders, I let the others go and they attacked the ones holding Joanne while I killed the one with the sword

She sits up, glancing around at the guys who are drinking the leaders blood

"You can go when you're done", I tell them

"Joonie", she whispers again, struggling to stand up

I bend down and help her stand

She stares at me, her hand reaching up and gently touching my cheek

"Joonie"

I put my hand over hers, holding on and whisper, "It's me Jo"

Tears well up in her eyes and slowly fall

"Joonie, I missed you so much"

She moves right into my arms, hugging me tightly, "I thought I'd never see you again."

"I'm here baby. I'd never leave you. I'll always come find you. I told you I would when we were married I'd always come back to you and I'm keeping all my promises to you"

"I love you Joonie"

"I love you Joanne. Always"

Leaning down, I press my lips to hers in a kiss I waited two years for

After the kiss, she pulls away and says, "Joonie what are we going to do? I can't kill all the demons"

I shake my head, "You don't have to baby. Just leave them. We can just leave and stay together"

"Joonie I can't do that. I'm a slayer. I kill demons. And you're a vampire, how can we be together?"

I knew she'd question that but I have a plan

"Jo, I can make you a vampire"

She furrows her brow and moves away from me

No, I need her back in my arms

"No Joonie. I...don't....no", she answers

"I can Jo. That way we can be together forever. I'm not like the vampires you're grandmother taught you about. I'm not a demon or evil. My soul is still here, no demon has taken over. I don't burn in the sun, crosses and holy water do nothing to me. I still have feelings, I know right from wrong. I'm still the Namjoon you know"

She shakes her head, "The Namjoon I knew would never release demons into the city to kill people."

She's right about that

But after what I went through they deserve it

"Ok so one thing changed. But that's because of what these people did to me. What they did to us. They signed my death certificate the second they told me I was going with the group. They forced me to be apart from you."

"I know Joonie. And I missed you every single day. But this is still wrong"

"Joanne these people just tried to kill you. They hate you. I know they do. I have super hearing, I can hear them when I was standing outside trying to break the barrier. They wanted you dead. They wanted to throw you out of here to die. They want you gone. Why are you trying to save them? Because it's your job? Who says that? There's no more slayers baby. That was in the past. That was when there was a fair chance between the slayer and demons. Not now when the world is overrun with demons"

She bites her lip and I hope she's listening to what I'm saying

"All I want is you Jo. You are what I came for. I don't care about anyone else, demon or human. Just you. I can't live forever without you"

She lifts her gaze to mine

"Does it hurt?"

I blink, "Does what hurt?"

"Turning. Does it hurt?"

God I hope she's changing her mind

"A little baby. Not to bad though", I answer honestly, "You uh feel your body stop working but it doesn't hurt much"

"What uh what do you drink out there? If there's no humans?"

"There are some human groups still out there. But you can drink animal blood and demon blood. And you don't need to drink a lot of it. Once every few months. You don't have to kill the human either. I don't"

"You don't?"

I shake my head, "No baby. And believe me the humans are surprised when I let them go"

She nods, then takes my hand, lacing our fingers together

"Ok Joonie", she says softly

Ok?

She said ok?

She'll be a vampire?

"Ok?", I repeat

"Yeah.", she says looking up at me, "I just want you Joonie. I can't live without you anymore. And forever sounds good to me"

"Yeah baby?", I ask excitedly

"Yeah", she confirms

I pull her right to me, kissing her hard

"I love you baby", I say then kiss her again

"I love you Joonie", she answers, kissing me right away

"When do you want to-"

"Now. Right now"

"Are you sure?"

She pulls away, looking right in my eyes, "One hundred percent baby"

"Ok"

I can do it now

Not a problem

I move her hair from her neck, exposing it

I don't want to just bite her right away

So instead I kiss down her neck like I used to do all the time

She moans softly and I love it

I kiss to where I need to be, then I make my fangs come out and I bite her

"Joonie", she cries

Her blood flows into my mouth and holy crap it tastes so good

I keep drinking

I've never done this before but I know when I have to stop

I don't know how I know, I just do

I drink a little more then pull away

Biting my wrist, I put it to her mouth

She looks very sleepy but that's because of the blood loss

"You have to drink my blood baby", I tell her

She holds my arm to her mouth and I feel her sucking and drinking my blood

Why does this feel good?

I don't know but I like it

I pull away when she's had enough to change her

"Shit", she cries, falling to her knees, doubling over

I bend down to her and rub her back, knowing exactly what she's going through

She's changing

😼😼😼😼😼😼😼😼😼😼

J POV

I feel a tightness in my chest

My heart is beating overtime and I hear it in my ears

There's a burning sensation but it's not too bad

I gasp for breath, not getting enough air

I feel my heart slow down the more it beats and I feel cold

Namjoon is next to me, holding me to him and whispering to me

"It's ok baby. It's almost over"

I feel my heart stop and my lungs stop working

It's painful

The burning sensation leaves and I feel fine

"Joonie....I think it's over"

He helps me stand up and I look around

Everything is sharper and brighter

I can hear everything- the wind, the demons, the screams, the whispers of the people hiding

"Joonie....wow"

"I know baby", he smiles at me, "Are you hungry?"

Hungry?

Now that I'm thinking about it yeah I am

Really hungry

But that means I have to drink blood

I don't want to

But I have to get over it

I need blood to survive

"Yeah Joonie. I'm hungry"

"Ok baby. C'mon"

He takes my hand and turns to start walking

"Wait Joonie.", I say

Stopping, he looks back at me

"Yeah Jo?"

"After...where are we going to go? Where are we going to live?"

He smiles, "At home baby"

Home?

Does he mean our house?

How can we live here?

The people will never let us

"Home? As in..."

"Our house baby"

"But Namjoon....the people.... how-"

"There are no more people baby. Most of them will die tonight. The others are forced out of the city. The city is done for. It's no place for humans anymore. It's for vampires and beasts. We can live here just fine"

He's...right

There are no more men to hold up the spells

Not that it could work against Namjoon's magic

Or mine

And these people proved to me that they hate me for no reason

Namjoon and I can finally live together peacefully

Forever

I smile at him, "Yeah ok baby. We can stay.

He smiles back, leaning over and kissing me softly

"I love you Jo"

"I love you Namjoon"

Hand in hand we turn and walk in the direction of our home

#bts namjoon smut #kim namjoon smut #namjoon smut #bts rm smut #rm smut #bts smut #bts fanfic #bts namjoon fanfic #kim namjoon fanfic #namjoon fanfic #namjoon angst #rm angst #bts rm fanfic #rm fanfic

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ankh-morporkianpostalworker · 1 year ago

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The Rise of Dimension 20: The Changing Face of Roleplay

I remember when I first heard about Dimension 20 in 2019. I had subscribed to Dropout to watch Um, Actually and I saw D20 being pushed on the platform. I sat down and watched the first episode, then the second. In two days I had finished the first season.

I had never seen anything like it. I had tried NADDPOD and CR and bounced off both (I'd eventually fall head over heels for the former, and gain a solid respect for the latter), but I fell in love with the Bad Kids, the Intrepid Heroes, the world of Elmville, and the style of Brennan Lee Mulligan.

Later, I would learn that the first season of Fantasy High was seen by most in the community as a sort of novelty, the last death-rattle of a dying company. It was cool and new, sure, but it was also a flash in the pan.

Escape From the Bloodkeep proved the naysayers wrong. It proved that Brennan was as much the source of the fun as the Intrepid Heroes, and it showed us something that set him apart from the pack - Brennan was constantly pushing himself to be better. Out of the starting gate, he proved a technical proficiency on par with Matt Mercer, the reigning king, but for Brennan, that wasn't enough. He wasn't facing off with Matt, he was facing off with himself, and he needed to be better.

The Unsleeping City continued this trend. It was another setting the DND actual play community wasn't used to - the real world. The characters were fresh, new, more nuanced than the children they played in Fantasy High. They were up to the challenge, with the same drive as Brennan. Brennan and Ally redefined how the Wild Magic Sorcerer was played, Lou Wilson brought an abandoned Unearthed Arcana to the forefront, and the pair played, perhaps, their best roles to date.

Tiny Heist showed that Brennan could bend 5e to be something it wasn't meant to be - a heist simulator.

Then came A Crown of Candy. Some hold this season to be Brennan's magnum opus and the best performances the Intrepid Heroes have ever given. The combat was quick, dirty, tactical, the characters textured and nuanced. Our heroes had to get out of impossible situations, both in roleplay and combat. Death was a very real possibility. And this season was what sealed Brennan as a real rival for Matt, and was when "I only have Dropout for D20" stopped being a joke and started being a reality. Brennan had hit his stride.

The sidequests and seasons two from this point don't really prove my point, but they're good. Brennan didn't do a couple of them, though.

Then we get to Starstruck. Set in a world his mother had created, it obviously meant a lot to Brennan, and so he strived to outdo everything he'd done up to this point. It was funnier, more moving, the combat more tactical than anything he'd done before. He included space combat, and the cast once again rose to the occasion, portraying those cast out and cast aside by the corporatocracy that was the Starstruck universe, forming a touching bond. It was as if he had peaked.

And then came Neverafter, and with that, Brennan became king. It was horrific, scary, brutal. Combat wasn't fun or interesting, it was intense and nail-biting. The party dropped in their first combat encounter. Children were brutally murdered. They were up against eldritch horrors in perverse retellings of fairy tales. The humor was there, sure, but it was twisted, dark, more about relieving stress than being funny. And again, the cast excelled.

And all because Brennan wasn't trying to outdo Matt or Griffin or Brian, but himself. Each season, he wanted to be better than he had ever been before, pushing his technical abilities, his storytelling abilities, to the max. And the world of actual play shows improved as well. Matt stepped up his game, as did the other big dogs. Brennan redefined the game.

Or I could just be a massive fanboy who's reading way too far into things. Either/or.

#dimension 20 a starstruck odyssey #dimension 20 the unsleeping city #fantasy high #brennan lee mulligan #neverafter #dimension 20 essay

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shewolfofvilnius · 5 months ago

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Wild Magic: Chapter 1

(oh my gods I actually WROTE SOMETHING)

Read on AO3 Part 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 Notes: Genre: Romantic Comedy, Magical Adventure, Self-discovery Words: 5100 Pairings: Gale x Lia (main, developing), Rolan x Tav (background, established) Tav is a secondary character, a female tiefling bard. Chapter 1 is mostly PG-13 (w some slight comedic nudity at the end) but will eventually become Mature

Synopsis:

"Rolan always said I put the 'can't' in 'cantrip."

Gale has time off before returning to Blackstaff Academy and has been tasked by Rolan to find the cause of a worsening series of magical oddities and maladies affecting Ramazith's Tower. Mishaps that have only increased by several orders of magnitude after Lia attempted to use a scroll to light a room only to have the scroll backfire (a rare occurrence all its' own).

In the process, it's discovered the cause of the tower's unstable and increasingly...wild...magic is far closer than it appears. In the process, Lia gains both a new dimension in the sibling rivalry with her brother Rolan, a new level of annoyance at puzzles, and yet another new wizard to both frustrate and fascinate her endlessly. She might even (gasp) learn a thing or two about magic along the way. Gale, Rolan, Cal, and Tav certainly hope she will, anyway, for all their sakes.

Full 1st chapter below the break:

A snowy breeze drifted across the Lower City district of Baldur’s Gate. A red-hued tiefling woman stood in contrast against the snowdrifts swirling about her. The cold hadn’t been a surprise, however, the snow had come on suddenly as she had been picking up some supplies she had had delivered to the Elfsong. Certain couriers were…apprehensive…about delivering to the tower, but the Elfsong? No worries.

“There wasn’t a cloud in the sky at sunset – I wasn’t in there that long. Where is all this coming from”. Lia shivered under her cloak. “Only a few more blocks to go. The nerve of Rolan and Tav to just LEAVE for WEEKS like that. What do Cal and I know about running an entire magical store? I can barely cast Dancing Lights even with a scroll AND that arsehole’s notes – damnable backfires - and Cal’s even worse. I swear if it wasn’t for Tolna the tower would have burned to the ground two tendays ago.”

Lia, rather cross but using her desire to enact revenge against her elder brother and his lover, the so called Hero of Baldur’s Gate, provided extra warmth against the snow and cold. To an outside observer, the gusts of wind even appeared to be in sync to whatever the woman walking by was muttering to herself.

They said they’d be gone a tenday. Two tops. Why has it been a month?! They were just going to visit that little lakeside near that stupid grove!

Finally arriving at the recently repaired Sorcerous Sundries – and the looming tower overhead that she and her family called home. She’d never admit it, even after a potion or under duress, but she was beginning to…ugh…miss Rolan and Tav.

Fortunately, no such admission would need to be made. Nearing home, she noticed a flurry of lights and sound coming from the nearby emporium. Half of her suddenly became hopeful that Rolan and Tav had returned; the other half apprehensive at what the activity could be if it’s NOT them. The things they’d all been through since The Descent had made her permanently apprehensive.

Rounding the corner, she could start to feel heat against the presence of the cold and snow. Further investigation, however, came to a half when Lia carefully rounded the corner, and came face to face…with a mind flayer.

Taking an instinctive step back and reaching for the dagger she’d just obtained from Dammon, Lia assumed a defensive posture.

“Lia. I remember you. Please, wait” projected the mind flayer, almost with a hint of…familiarity?!

“Prepare to die, Illithid scum!”

A hint of what could almost be called fear, if mind flayers felt fear, appeared to cross the creature’s face for a moment, before a shout rang across the shop foyer.”

“Lia! STOP! WAIT!”

Making their way through a small but raucous gathering were two all-too-familiar tieflings. Her insufferable brother, Rolan – and Tav.

Lia’s concern was immediate. “Do you MIND telling me what that thing is doing here, you two? Last time I saw a mind flayer, they were sweeping up corpses and using water scrolls across half the lower city! I can still occasionally see specks of silver in the cracks of tile.” Lia was NOT allowing THAT thing to harm any of her friends, her family.

“Bloody hells, Lia, that’s Karlach. Giant tiefling barbarian? One horn? Persistently on fire? Tav TOLD US the sacrifice she made to save the city. Put that weapon DOWN.”

Fear and the worst case momentarily crossed her mind. Could they have been enthralled? She’d once heard Tav speak of the suggestive power mind flayers, of their ally known as “The Emperor”. Tav HAD said that Karlach had become a mind flayer…”

Sheathing her dagger but keeping a defensive staff, Lia looked towards the mind flayer before her. Her gaze slowly softened, and she exhaled. “It’s good to see you, soldier. Sorry about the cold welcome.”

“It is fine, soldier. You are not the first person I have encountered who has had that reaction. It is not ideal, but eventually, you learn to adapt. I am so glad that Tav found you all after our fight against the Elder Brain.”

As Lia looked over the mind flayer before her, a voice boomed across the room. “Apologies for the confusion, dear sister” perked up Rolan. Rolan, for a moment, considered teasing his sister about the weather, but decided that such levity could wait until tomorrow.

“Several of them all arrived together at the Emerald Grove, where I’ve been deep in consultation with the druids there for the past few days. I must say they seemed far more amenable to my presence this time. The new Archdruid, Francesca, has made a stark difference towards climate of the grove.”

“Oh of course now that you’re the bleedin’ Archmage of Baldur’s Gate suddenly they have time for a tiefling” spat back a still embittered Lia, remembering many of those same druids had been all too keen to cast her, her family, and their friends and traveling companions out to face sudden death just months earlier. Lia sighed; this was an argument for another time.

“Speaking of climate, dear sister, I don’t recall there being any forecasts from the seers indicating snow. Curious, we didn’t even encounter any prior to arriving in the city.”

Glancing towards the window, Lia looked at intently at the flakes against the glass. “Beats me. Went to go pick up some things I had shipped to the Elfsong, and the flurries started almost as soon as I walked out the door.”

The elder tiefling, seizing the opportunity to tease his sister, could not resist. A smug grin crept across his face. “Clearly, Baldur’s Gate is merely responding to your chilly disposition, sister.”

Letting out a glare and a low growl, Lia growled towards her brother, before snapping back. “If it was your personality out there, Baldur’s Gate would be a desert in a tenday.”

A chuckle escaped the tiefling wizard’s face. “I missed you too, sister.”

The warm moment was broken up by a shout from a younger tiefling in a silvery flowing robe. “Tav!”

Lia ran towards her future sister-in-law with a warm embrace. The tiefling bard had become family in recent months, though she still questioned Tav’s taste in gentlemen. Her brother? Seriously? Did she suffer head trauma while fighting The Absolute?”

“I still wish the three of you had been able to come to the party” shouted back Tav. The conversation crossed back to Lia - “From the looks of it, you brought the party back to us!”

The two women looked around the room. High Harper Jaheira! The legendary ranger, Minsc! Grand Duke Wyll Ravengard! She’d already come face to…face? with the now-Illithid Karlach. She could swear she also saw a cat she didn’t recognize skulking off in the corner, although she would swear it had…wings? Did she have too much sherry earlier that evening?

“Lia? Lia? Anyone home?” Tav looked at Lia with concern.

“It’s good to see so many of these faces again. Wouldn’t have anything we have without you and your friends. I’m just a little overwhelmed, wasn’t expecting a party. I’ll be back. Just gonna drop these off in the kitchen! Missed you!”

Making a hasty exit towards the top of the storefront, she stepped into the rightmost portal at the top of the stairs. One of Rolan’s first actions had been to reconfigure the four portals in the storefront for tower access – and to ward against unauthorized entry by the use of small keystones attached to a pendant. To access the privacy of the tower, one would either need to be granted access, or be a skilled enough mage to essentially function as a magical locksmith.

The tower’s magic had been…on edge? Lately? The keystones had largely kept the portal system stable, but without Rolan present to maintain the magic, several weird issues had arrived. Randomly locked doors. Rooms that would extinguish all their lights when she walked in. Two days after Rolan and Tav had left, Lia recalled, she had tried to use a scroll to illuminate a room. While she didn’t trust Rolan’s assessment of the ease of using it, even Cal had noted the simplicity by which the scrolls worked.

Except instead she’d nearly been electrocuted by the damnable thing. The lights in the room lit up, sure, but so did she. She spent the better part of an hour physically illuminated, as though her own skin were a light source. Glitches had been growing more and more common since then, although Cal SWORE that they only seemed to occur when Lia was there. Except the locks, which seemed to have a mind of their own.

Rolan had also been quick to note that no, the ‘Knock’ spell she’d seen him use to unlock the storefront once shortly after they’d moved in – after they’d been locked out – would not open the portals. Knowing that no one save her brothers and Tav held keystones, Lia figured she could retreat to the kitchen, regain her composure with a few moments of privacy.

As the warm glow of the kitchen portal enveloped her, a few minutes away to regroup would be perf—

Hopes of a moment or two of solitude were quickly dashed. A tall human man clad in the most ornate purple mage’s robes she ever seen sat seated at a table, glass of wine and some sort of book before him. She remembered – this was another of Tav’s friends. Gale, that was his name. Ugh, not another wizard.

“Oh, a thousand pardons. I wasn’t aware anyone would be venturing up here. Hello! I’m Gale Dekarios, Professor of Illusory Magic at Blackstaff Academy”

The man stood to greet Lia, extending a hand outward.

“Friend of Tav’s, right? Considering this is my home, this is our kitchen, and my brother indicated that the portals were locked, I’d REALLY love an explanation as to why you’re in here.” She was clearly unimpressed at the wizard stood before her, annoyance and contempt gradually simmering warmer.

“A thousand pardons, my dear…Lia, I believe. Rolan’s sister!”

The sound of a clawed hand tapping the countertop impatiently echoed around the room. “Yes, I know who I am. Why are you up here? And don’t call me ‘my dear’”

“Apologies again, I meant no ill will or intent” hastily sputtered the wizard. “Your brother had indicated an issue with the tower’s lock mechanisms and asked if I might be so keen as to take a look. That’s primarily abjuration, however…. you don’t share your brother’s inclination towards the arcane, do you?” asked Gale.

“Can’t say I do. Tried, a couple of times. Rolan said I put the ‘can’t’ in ‘cantrip’.”

Resisting the majority of a hearty laugh at the wordplay, Gale still couldn’t help a small chuckle.”

“I know we’ve been having issues with locks malfunctioning, traps going off, ever since we moved in. It’s why the portals are tied to these things”, noted Lia, showing the pendant that normally allowed them access.

“It’s a clever mechanism, but long term the root cause needs addressing.”

“Okay, but, why the wine and the book?”

“When I entered this room 20 minutes ago, that door -” Gale pointed towards the larder entry

“The larder locked itself AGAIN!?”

“A simple ‘Knock’ spell was easily dispelled, so right now I’m observing. And for me, I’ve found a good glass of wine and some quality literature helps pass the time. Say, now that you’ve entered the room, I wonder…” The wizard’s voice trailed off, as he raised his hand to begin manipulating the Weave, quietly muttering several things Lia couldn’t quite understand under her breath.

The door to the larder swung open.

“Aha. You’re entering via the portal appears to have triggered the next sequence in which doors are locked.”

“But why would the portal from the shop to the kitchen – OH!” Lia��s face lit up. “I saw something like this once! It was…”

“Please, do continue, anything could be of import or significance” responded Gale, with kindness.

Looking the wizard directly in the eyes – and after shaking loose a stray thought – Lia continued. “There was this game thing that I saw once in Elturel when we were kids. You’d push a button, but when you did all the buttons around it flipped over. You had to be real careful and try to set them off in a specific order, and flip them around a few times, but eventually if you did it right, you’d get them all pushed in!”

“The wards on the doors are tied to the same magic as the portals. The portals are forced open with the keystones, but whenever you use them, it’s flipping over other locks.” Lia’s face sunk. She might not have been a magic user, but she’d spent hours playing that game in frustration. “It means we’re going to have to set off all the locks, we’re gonna have to see which ones cause other ones to change, and it’s going to be a long night.”

“Indeed, long month more like. Fortunately, we’ve just hit a break period at Blackstaff and I’m CERTAIN that this magical lock system would be of great note to researchers, it truly IS a marvel.”

“If you say so.”. Lia’s frustration was palpable. The locks had been malfunctioning for weeks, and now it turns out the only way to solve it was going to involve diligence, studious observation, and the services of another wizard.

“Apologies if this is a sensitive topic, but as I’ve been tasked to help, there IS a matter I’d like to go back to. Neither you nor your younger brother…. Cal, I believe…have any magical aptitude whatsoever? It’s quite unusual for a family to have a spellcaster as talented as your brother while…”

Lia exhaled. She knew where this was going, might as well get it out of the way.

“Rolan’s adopted. We do not EVER make a thing out of it in this house, Rolan is our brother, but he was adopted. Hence why he’s ‘Master’ of an entire wizard’s tower, and Cal and I…run the shop, and mostly try to not get ourselves blown up.”

“Ah. I see. Well…” The wizard’s voiced trailed off. The conversation had stretched on now for some time, and Lia had nearly resigned herself to wanting to rejoin the party (whatever the risk to the damnable locks) when Gale’s thought finally made its’ way to his mouth. “Has Rolan ever, you know, shown any interest in teaching the two of you?”

“He’s managed to get Cal to a point where he can use a scroll without it backfiring or causing us to need to evacuate the shop. Whenever he tries with me, it ends…explosively. I tried to use a scroll for LIGHT and managed to set an entire bookshelf ON FIRE”.

It was an unpleasant memory. She’d found her brother an insufferably smug teacher. It’d all always come so easily to Rolan. Lia’d rather just have her wits and a good sharp blade.”

“When I first met Tav, if she attempted to use her instrument as a focus, she could perform minor spells, but on her own had zero capacity to cast – in fact, it would frequently result in a backfire of wild magic not unlike what you’ve just described with the bookcases. From what I recall, you generally prefer a bow or blade to magic, however, if you’d at least like to be able to use a scroll, I believe I can help. It may even make dealing with the locks simpler.”

“Learn magic? From you? Don’t be ridiculous. I can’t. Seriously, I have tried. Hells, I have actually, proper tried. Rolan tries to be supportive, but…he looks so angry when I try, and it backfires like that. It wastes scrolls, and knowing his sister is SO magically inept, I just…I don’t need more proof that I can’t do this stuff.”

Lia turned towards the portals

“Tell you what – I’m not above a friendly bit of wagering, and truly, I believe this will help all parties involve. Tomorrow morning, I’ll be at the door of the shop an hour before you’re posted to open. This is zero risk, all reward. You don’t even have to step out into the cold. Since you’ve said that even scrolls cause backfires, let’s start there. If I can get you to cast one scroll – something relatively harmless like Dancing Lights – without a backfire, then you get rewarded. I, uh, I know things. About Tav. And your brother. You could tease them both mercilessly. “

“Tempting, Wizard. But how do you know things I don’t about Rolan?”

“Wizards are notorious gossips, and your brother has rapidly developed quite the reputation. Mostly positive, I hasten to add. But replete with a story or two that could certainly cause him minor embarrassment.”

“So, wait, I get to figure out this magic thing enough not to blow up the tower with a single scroll, I get juicy gossip about those two, and I don’t even have to leave the house…. really, wizard, what ARE you getting from this.”

Looking directly into the woman’s black and orange eyes, Gale simply grinned. “My dear, there is no greater joy than to be able to show someone who believed that they are incapable of something that they indeed possess the capability. So many in this world would be capable of so much more if they were only of the belief that they could. I believe you can do this.”

Lia let out a small, toothy grin. He believed in her? Even over six months after that brain had nearly destroyed the city, Tav’s friends were continually a surprise.

“Also, I MUST admit…”

Oh, there’s always a ‘but’ or an ‘also’, Lia thought to herself.

“In all my years, I have only rarely known the use of scrolls to produce the kind of wild magic surges and backfires that you’ve described. If something IS impairing your ability to manipulate the weave in any manner, including a common scroll, that’s something worth investigating.”

Her defensiveness rose once more. She was no one’s laboratory experiment or object of pity.

“Look. I have a theory – and I RUSH to emphasize, it is only a theory – I think whatever is going on with the locks and the wards and your ”backfires” as it were are somehow related. Why and how? That is what I’d like to get to the bottom of. If I can help a charming young lady gain some skill in the arcane arts along the way? I would consider that a win-win situation.”

Sorry, charming? Was he? Damnation, he was at least ten years older than her. And a wizard. No, no, work past it Lia. Okay, say something, this is getting awkward.

“Fine, one hour before opening. Wait – where are the rest of you staying tonight? In the tower?”

“We were able to send ahead and rent out our old suite in the Elfsong. There’s fewer of us now, and it’s only a few streets away.”.

Alfira and Lakrissa had mentioned this suite. Absolutely palatial. Alan Alyth had offered them the entire upper floor suite of the tavern during their battles against the brain.

“Snow’s piling up. If you don’t head back soon, you might be stuck the rest of the night.”

“Ah yes. Still, I could certainly picture worse environs to be trapped in for a night.”.

A slightly uncomfortable quiet began to hang over the room, broken only by occasional howls of wind and snow pelting the windows.

“Party’s downstairs. If you’re through ‘observing the locks’, let’s rejoin everyone else. And you, I’ll see you promptly at six.”

Gale rose and began to head towards the portal with Lia. Once more, the warm glow began to envelop them, then, suddenly, a loud POP and a chilly breeze.

Snow? Wait, they were outside? Why did she have a headache?

“Lia, I must admit, I did not anticipate this particular development.”

Looking around, the situation quickly became clear.

“We’re on the bleedin’ balcony of the tower!?!” let out a shocked Lia. The pair had at least landed on firm ground, but near the uppermost floor of Ramazith’s tower, and most importantly, outdoors.

“Right, let’s look for a door or window.”

The pair searched around, and eventually Lia found an opening to a window to the library inside. Escaping the frigid gusts of the outdoors, Gale raised his hand, planning to illuminate the lighting inside the library.

“In for a penny, in for a pound. Lia, do me a favor, watch me, carefully repeat every motion I make, and repeat every sound I make. Clear?”

Doing an imitation of Gale, the tiefling retorted back “Watch me, carefully repeat every motion I make, and repeat every sound I make. Clear?”

Letting loose a louder laugh this time, Gale began the process of casting Light. Lia, relaxed in spite of their situation after the joke, following along closely. Word for word, motion for motion, she had proven a fantastic mimic for the wizard from Waterdeep.

At least in terms of her attempts to copy Gale. The results…diverged. Gale’s attempt effortlessly resulted in the illumination of a nearby brazier. As did Lia’s. “Gale! Oh, my gods, I….” Before she could complete the thought, an itch began to spread through every cell of her being. An itch that became a tickle. Laughing, Lia suddenly found herself as though a weight had been lifted off her shoulders.”

“Uh, Lia…”

The levity of the moment was replaced by a different form of levity as Lia found herself nearly a meter off the ground – and rising. Leaping, Gale managed to grab her by the hand and pull her towards him.

Equally parts amused and concerned, Lia fleetingly found herself noting the wizard’s surprisingly firm grip. For a bookworm, he has surprisingly strong hands here.

With her attention firmly focused on Gale, she noticed his casting once more. A glow rapidly enveloped them both – and she found herself beginning to return to the ground, slowly and gently.

Suddenly, a feeling of static and a pop of light. Gravity took hold once more, and the tiefling woman came crashing down upon the human wizard, landing atop him on the ground.

Realizing she had Gale pinned to the ground, she allowed her brain a moment, then rolled off, a sly grin mixed with intense confusion.

“WHAT IN THE NINE HELLS WAS THAT?! Gale, not that I dont appreciate the soft landing but what happened? I did your little magic thing, it even looked like it worked, then suddenly I’m airborne. What’s going on?”

Gale attempted to regain his composure, his mind lingering perhaps just a moment too long at having just had Lia atop him.

“Lia, excluding Rolan, does your family have ANY history of magic use whatsoever?”.

“Honestly, a lot of our folks died when we were young. Why? I already told you, I’m not a mage. Rolan and I aren’t even related.”

“I’m aware that Rolan isn’t strictly your biological sibling. However, what I just witnessed is crystal clear, Lia. Would you like the good news, the bad news, the worst news, or what’s behind door #4?”

“Out with it, wizard!” glared Lia, albeit slightly playfully.

“What do you know of magic users known as ‘sorcerers’?”

“I’ve heard Rolan say things. Honestly, I think he was a little jealous. They’re the ones that are just born with magic, right? No studying or…. wait, what are you saying?” Lia’s confused statement, however, was betrayed by a knowing look upon her face.

“There exists a category of sorcerers known as ‘Wild Magic’ sorcerers. The source of their magic tends to be the most unpredictable. Sometimes it’s by pure happenstance of birth. Others it’s by unintentional magic exposure. Some have gained their talents by interactions with demons, or with the fey. Still others went to their deaths believing that their powers had simply been a trick of the Gods.”

“Out with it.”

“Lia, what I’ve witnessed now twice in just the last half hour with you is indisputable. Those are the tell-tale wild magic surges of a sorcerer. Why it started with scrolls, I’m not sure – perhaps it’s particularly volatile magic, perhaps there was some sort of ward on one of the scrolls that you tried to use that caused its’ magic to backflow into you. But ONLY a wild magic sorcerer could have caused what you just experienced when you attempted to light that brazier. You’re a sorcerer, Lia.”

The intense emotion of the situation brought forth a familiar tingle. Her eyes shot open with alarm.

“Control it, Lia. With study, you can learn to master these – “

Gale’s words were all too late. Another flash and crackle of electricity filled the room, along with a light layer of smoke.

“Lia, answer me please, are you okay?”

As the smoke cleared, the first things visible were a pile of clothes of the ground.

Eyes opening wide, Gale could only let out a shocked “Uh oh.” as he prepared a sending spell and tried to think of what counterspell would be proper for this.

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Downstairs, the magical lights of the shop flickered for a third time. Grand Duke Wyll was the first person to notice “Look, everyone, the snow’s stopped.”

“Finally. The weather seers hadn’t said anything about snow” noted Rolan, interrupted by the large man (and mighty hamster) near him. “Clearly, they did not seer this coming” chuckled Minsc.

“Hey, has anyone seen Lia? She took a bundle to the kitchen an hour ago, and she’s not back yet. Kitchen portal’s not working either!” shouted Cal across the room.

“The magic in this tower HAS been rather…eccentric, dating back to even before we’d left. I had asked Gale to look at it.” Rolan looked concerned towards Tav.

Suddenly, Tav heard a familiar ping near the back of her head. A sending spell? From Gale.

“Tav. Come quickly to the library. Bring Rolan. It’s Lia. Portals acting weird. Wild magic”

The hero of Baldur’s Gate wasted no time, grabbing her betrothed and heading towards the library portal. “It’s Gale, he’s with Lia. They’re in the library, and it sounds like trouble.”

“Why would my sister be in the library? Why would she be in the library with Gale? He’d only gone to the kit- “

Remembering that Lia had taken the now non-functional kitchen portal herself, they exchanged a confused glance.

“Gale said something else. Said that the portals are weird and indicated “wild magic.”.

“That is most certainly bizarre, my love. How would the wild magic of a sorcerer affect the portal system? What does it have to do with Gale and Lia?”

“No clue. Wyll, Jaheira,“ Tav yelled across the room, “Rolan and I are going to the library. Something’s not right. If we’re not back or you don’t get a sending spell from me in fifteen minutes, get Cal’s keystone and come directly to the library. Portals are acting weird, though, so be prepared for anything. Keystone works for up to two people.”

Wyll nodded, almost eager at the chance for some semblance of actual adventure. Minsc appeared slightly saddened to not be invited to whatever was about to go to down town. The others continued to focus amongst themselves?

“Ready, my love?” asked Rolan to Tav

“Ready”

The glow of the portal engulfed them quickly. Aside from a slight draft, and a marginally smoky smell, moments later, they found themselves in the library. Gale’s hand was aglow and raised over his head. In front of Gale stood a pile of clothes and a medium sized sheep, bleating in a vague panic.

“Gale what is-“

“QUIET. NOW.” shot back the wizard, grateful at their presence but annoyed at the interruption.

A curious pairing of scents, lilies and root vegetables, began to waft over the room. Rolan quickly found himself wondering Why in all the nine hells is Gale reversing a poly…OH. OH NO

A bright flash and more smoke engulfed the room. Before Gale – and at a distance Tav and Rolan – once more stood Lia, now in the unfortunately compromised position of being “on all fours” and, embarrassingly, naked as the day she was born.

“Oh, oh thank the Gods, thank you Gale. That was…I am getting rid of ALL of the wool in my wardrobe tomorrow.” Gale rapidly averted his gaze as a passing thought tried to remain in his mind. Rolan looked ready to fire a spell of Blight in his direction.

As Tav went over towards Lia in order to help her future sister-in-law with her outfit and to offer comfort, Rolan angrily grabbed Gale, pulling him towards an alcove on the site.

“Gale Dekarios. Explain, now! WHY WAS MY SISTER A SHEEP? WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?”

“Rolan, I promise, you and Tav will get a full recap in the morning. What we both need now is to find someplace to rest, and safely. Lia is safe, Rolan, she – “ “SHEEP. GALE, WHY WAS MY SISTER A SHEEP. WHY WAS MY SISTER NUDE AND IN THE LIBRARY WITH YOU?”

“Brother I’m fine.” Yelled Lia across the room.

“I just don’t understand WHAT IS…”

What had been an anger and confusion filled stream of consciousness set of reactions slowly gave way to Rolan’s more analytical nature.

Sheep. Magical backfires. The angry sending spell I got from Tolna.

Rolan’s jaw started to hang open as his pupils opened so wide his eyes began to form an eclipse.

“You can’t possibly…no…she’s nor.”

With an almost giggle, a now re-clothed Lia make her way over towards her brother and Gale. “Looks like you’re not the only mage in the family now, brother”

“Oh gods, she’s not.”

“Rolan, as senior instructor of Illusion at Blackstaff Academy, it is my solemn duty to inform you that your sister, Lia, is in fact a sorcerer. Potentially one of some moderate degree of power, if albeit near-zero control without the proper tutelage”.

“Rolan, this is great. ANOTHER mage in the family!” noted Tav, excitedly. Her music had provided Tav herself with a conduit to the Weave, while Rolan’s skills as a wizard were known. Now, here was Lia – and she was manifesting magic?! The possibilities for taunting Rolan are delightful now.

Sharing a glance at each other then towards Rolan and Gale, Lia and Tav began to laugh.

“Damnation.” grimaced Rolan. “Still, if you can learn some measure of control”, began Rolan with a mix of pride and hesitation, “If you can learn some manner of control, perhaps you may yet accomplish great things.”

“I had offered your sister a magic lesson in the morning. I would actually still like to follow through with that, if it’s alright with you Lia?”

“You know what?” Lia glanced at the two wizards with a mix of curiosity, playfulness, and perhaps just a pinch of spite? “I’d like that. I think I could learn a lot from you, Gale Dekarios.”

This time the glances were shared between Rolan and Tav. Uh oh.

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