#this lunar just has electricity and magic

[socksandbuttons]

eclipse your fanclub is trying to break the door down you should run I can't hold them back forever

Good luck pal 🍀🤞

Just to be clear I'm not in your fanclub solar I'm in lunars

[elmushterri]

I have a question or two 1. Do tye knights like have their own world or is it like just part of the real Earth like underground or a castle palace thing or is it like another planet or world? 2. I know someone asked this kinda but what limit do the powers have like if my OC were to have lunar powers connected to the moon and stars or no is that Jules' thing 3. What is the limit to the weapons they can like have can they have any kind of weapon or does it have to be midevil weapons (thanks ia)

1. The Knights have their own world. Sort of like how Spiderverse has the Spider society place (I forget what it’s called) but that’s one building, whereas Knights have a slightly abstract world (so it’s not 100% a city just like Earth’s, but does have hangout areas and armouries and such! And notably, the palace where the Queen resides.) You get there using your Handbook.

(It’s all still in development buuut I think the idea is that, in the same way that you can “text” other people by writing in the handbook (probably by drawing their symbol), you can probably draw a specific symbol into your book and open up a portal to the Knight Realm)

2. It’s sort of like I said, abilities can be like RWBY semblances. Like how Ruby has super speed (I know it’s technically not that but you get it 🤣), Blake can make shadow clones of herself, Emerald can make illusions (but only directed into one person’s mind), Neo can shapeshift, Nora can turn electricity into physical power when electrocuted. Not insane stuff like manipulating the whole moon and such. Your ability does get boosted in True Knight Form (basically going extreme super saiyan/titan form/calamity form for Owl House and Amphibia fans!). Queens have the most power because they’re “biologically Queens” not just “in their hearts” or something, it’s a physical thing. (Like how Queen bees aren’t just random bees, they’re fed Royal Jelly when they’re larvae and therefore are physically Queen Bees.)

2. As for Jules’ ability, I’m not fully sure what it is yet, but there can be duplicate/similar abilities so don’t worry about the moon thing! You can go for it as long as it’s not like, vague such as “Moon manipulation”, it’s gotta be something specific like RWBY abilities with healthy limitations.

3. Weapons can be anything save for like.. tanks or something 😭. Guns also go but ideally they wouldn’t be grey coloured and mechanical like IRL but fancy and colourful. Instead of physical bullets or arrows in the case of bows, a Knight uses their energy as the shots, this can run out because it makes them more tired if they try to go further than a “real gun/real arrow quiver could carry”. Like a health bar that regenerates with rest, using too many magic bullets will deplete your health bar bit by bit. That’s not a terrific analogy but!

I promise to make actual art posts relating to this later!

[phoebosacerales]

Algol and Perseus

The rescuer and the demon

Sebastiano Ricci Antonio Canova

Algol is the beta star of the constellation Perseus, currently sitting at 26° Taurus, known as “the demon star” or "blinking demon", its name comes from the arabic Al Ghul meaning "the demon". To hellenistic astrology it represents Medusa’s head, which Perseus holds on one hand, while on the other he has his sword. An important characteristic of Algol is that its glow has a regular variation, it loses half of its brightness for hours and then it gains back. It was believed by astrologers to be an eclipsing star, which means that another non-visible body would be orbiting it and therefore eclipsing its light from time to time. They were half right, because it was later discovered to be an eclipsing star system, and that Algol was actually 3 stars, just like the Gorgon sisters are three: the imortals Stheno and Euryale, and the mortal Medusa. This is such a hallmark of Algol that it gave its name to its class of eclipsing variable: Algol variable.

Eclipses are associated with death, basically because light in astrology is life-giving, and loss of light is death. But it’s interesting that it's frequently associated with the "demonic", capital punishment and decapitation. Algol is telling a story about the decapitation of a “demon”, just like the lunar nodes (Rahu and Ketu) do in the Jyotish tradition when they cause eclipses. Ptolemy only tells us that the constellation of Perseus is like Jupiter and Saturn. Although Robson agrees with Agrippa about Algol specifically being of the nature of Saturn-Jupiter, and “the most evil star in the heavens”, causing a lot of fear whenever we see it activated in a chart. But I’m not here to scare anybody, don’t worry. It’s difficult, but I’ll try to lighten this up, because the most overlooked fact about Algol is that it also protects and can make revolutions and revolutionary heros.

"Perseus is like Jupiter and Saturn: but the nebula, in the hilt of the sword, is like Mars and Mercury." (Ptolemy - Tetrabiblos) "It causes misfortune, violence, decapitation, hanging, electrocution and mob violence, and gives a dogged and violent nature that causes death to the native or others. It is the most evil star in the heavens" (Vivian E. Robson - The Fixed Stars and Constellations in Astrology)

Illustrations from Al-Sūfī's book of fixed stars

Eletrocution or electrical problems are an issue with eclipses and apparently also eclipsing star-systems like Algol. This is noted by Christopher Warnock about his Algol talismans:

"I have had multiple reports and have myself experienced Algol’s tendency to cause electrical and electronic interference when the talisman is first used.  I mysteriously lost my Internet connection for an hour and my electronic thermostat died.  One user had his entire block lose power.  Less frequently but still regularly clients have reported that while wearing their Algol talisman, “weird” or “freaky” people took one look at them and fled." (Christopher Warnock - Fixed star, Sign and Constellation Magic)

Other one of its proeminent themes is vengeance, or the dichotomy of justice vs vengeance, but the effect of reflecting back evil that's sent towards its direction, or of ending curses describes it better in my opinion. About the images of the fixed Behenian stars, Agrippa says that:

“Under Caput Algol, they made an image whose figure was the head of a man with a long beard, having a bloody neck. This brought the good outcome of petitions, gave the bearer boldness and nobility, preserved members of the body from injury, helped against sorceries, and reflected evil attempts and evil incantations from enemies”. (Agrippa's Three Books of Occult Philosophy - Eric Purdue's translation)

Piero di Cosimo

This protection side of the star is illustrated by the story of the champion Perseus not just decapitating the demon but using its head to free Andromeda from her chains and saving her and her city from another monster, and then Athena herself starts using the head of Medusa as a symbol on her shield. As established, this is a star of the nature of Jupiter and Saturn. The nature of Saturn is evidenced even by the names given to the star: demon, cacodaemon, which is also the greek name for the 12th house. Imprisonment, monstruosity and madness are clearly the most important Saturn and 12th house themes. But Algol is a protective star, particularly in astrological magic, although I'll show how this kinda manifests in nativities as well. Algol is mainly of a jupiterian nature, that's why it does liberates. The head is an evil daemon but also a protection amulet. This is interesting regarding the eclipsing factor and the similarity of the significations with the Jyotish Rahu and Ketu. In western astrology the nodes are considered to have effects like Jupiter and Saturn, and the topic of imprisonment-liberation is explored in the dynamic of the two*.

With the new interpretations of the Medusa myth, some astrologers say that Algol can be about "female rage" or "dark feminine", or "feminine jealousy" etc. I think this is one of the stories that people mix the astrological meaning with the morality of the greek myth associated with the star the most. The greek myth is not really the star and the star is not the greek myth. In my opinion, you always must take into consideration that some things can be just the way the greeks or romans viewed a certain theme, and of course they would put a violated woman to represent a monster on a mindless vendetta, and it's not meant to be complimentary. I believe that's already way beyond Algol's effects, it could be just their misogyny projected onto the stars. I can think of examples where I can see that kind of story taking place, but that doesn’t mean that the star is about those things, but just that this is one possibility because we live in patriarchy and things around women's issues can get ugly in an Algol manner. The star can be about capital punishment, monstruosity, madness, captivity, violation, injustice, vengeance, evil daemonic influences etc, but it's not really about cishet women. So, even though I’m also using the greek myth here, I’m not giving the most importance to the detail that it is a story about a woman receiving unfair punishment and that there's a lack of comradery between women, because I'm interested in the star beyond what greeks and romans said, because the stars can’t be represented by just one hegemonic narrative. A lot of other cultures had their different stories about Algol, the Medusa one isn’t special to the point that we could assume every detail about it, even its moral issues (which are also in this case suffering a bit from anachronism), has meaning for the star associated.

Perseus is a spring time constellation very near the bull (taurus), and that may sound too nice for such a scary one. But in babylonian astrology, the stars of Perseus actually formed the constellation of the Old Man, who also held a decapitated head and a rod instead of a sword. Of it, Gavin White has an interesting perspective to share:

“At this time of natural abundance, the earth was thought to ‘open up’ in order to yield her bounty, but to the archaic mind this opening up was accompanied by a host of dangers, chief of which was the potential pollution from the dead who could gain easy access to the upper worlds at this pivotal time. In light of this belief, I would suggest that the Old Man, with his wand and prophylactic head, is banishing the ghosts of the old year and driving them back to the underworld.”

Illutration from Gavin White's Babylonian Star-Lore

There's a lot of examples of charts for literal decapitation or capital punishment, injuries to the head or neck area as obvious manifestations of the star: The most famous is probably the catholic Saint George, who is said to have been executed by decapitation on April 23 back when that was the time of year when the Sun would conjunct Algol, and he later became associated with the constellation. Back then, Algol was at 2° Taurus. Gianni Versace, who had Algol on the descendant, famously made Medusa the logo of his brand and also died with a bullet to the head. Freud had Mercury with Algol, his 8th house ruler, and he died with throat cancer. Nick Yarris, who spent two decades on death row after he was wrongfully convicted of murder, has the Sun with Algol. Patrick Henry had Jupiter, and he was a murderer whose case influenced the abolition of the death penalty in France, which was done by the method of guillotine until its abolition. He was defended by Robert Badinter, who was an activist against the death penalty and could sucessfully propose its abolition in 1981. Badinter has Jupiter with the alpha of Andromeda in the first house. France has a thing with decapitation, some of the charts for its republics have either Algol or Mirfak activated, the alpha star of Perseus.

Algol and Madness

But I want to talk about Algol's special relationship with madness, in the demonized/criminalized sense, because after all, "the demon" is unwanted, it frequently represents the marginalized and their opression. In Brazil's history, especially during the military dictatorship organized and imposed by usamerican capitalist imperialism, asylums imprisoned and tortured mainly black people, women and queer people. Some asylums got so overwhelmed that they became concentration camps, like the famous case of Hospital Colônia in Barbacena, known as the Brazilian Holocaust case, where people died by the thousands from starvation, hypothermia, anemia, STI's, untreated diseases from the lack of hygiene etc. Some important psychiatrists, psychologists, psychoanalysts have Algol activated by some planet. Freud has Mercury, Fritz Perls has Jupiter, David Healy, who literally has a book titled "The Decapitation of Care", has Venus. But what's more interesting to me is the protection element of Algol in some cases and its role in mad liberation movements, after all, Perseus is a liberator. Algol shows up in very important people in the pysch field who question medical power and have antipsych views, and on important events of the psychiatric reform.

Hospital Colônia de Barbacena - MG

Franco Basaglia, the main responsible for the dismantling of psychiatric hospitals and for the psychiatric reform in Italy and for inspiring the one in Brazil, had the Moon with Algol in the 10th house, representing his deeds, while ruling the 12th. In Italy, the Law 180 (Basaglia Law), the Psychiatric Reform law that determined the progressive extinction of asylums throughout the italian territory, was sanctioned with the Sun on Algol. In Brazil, on May 18, 1987, the exact day of the year that the Sun conjuncts Algol, a meeting of mental health workers at a conference was the major milestone for Brazilian health reform and the anti-asylum movement. And since that event, May 18th has become our national anti-asylum movement day, and it becomes more and more culturally relevant as a day to discuss psychiatric reform and the fight to guarantee the rights and autonomy of mental patients.

Marches on May 18th

An important activist, Austregésilo Bueno, born with the Sun with Algol, survivor of compulsory hospitalization in asylums in the 70s, wrote a book "Canto dos Malditos" about his horrible experiences as a psychiatric patient treated with eletroshock therapy (another one of Algol's effects). He had his book adapted to film and his story played by the actor Rodrigo Santoro, who has Algol on the Ascendant. The name of the film is Brainstorm in English, but I find the original "Bicho de Sete Cabeças" much more compelling. It's a truly devastating story, and it's the story of thousands unfortunately.

One thing about Saturn and madness is the recurring idea of wearing masks. Masks and theatre have always been associated with Saturn. Saturnalia was a roman festival where all the roles switched, where kings pretended to be fools and fools pretended to be kings. In modern astrology Saturn ended up associated a lot with a raw and harsh reality, disregarding the most mystical and unreal characteristics of Saturn that have always been present. Although life, reality, identity and reason are always a performance, we're always wearing a mask and performing life. There's a point in the movie "Bicho de Sete Cabeças" when the protagonist is having a difficult time on his first days of being an inmate, he's fighting too much against the forced treatment and expressing too much unsatisfaction with his imprisonment, thus getting even more forcebly medicated and punished by the staff. At this point one of the older inmates shares an important advice with him:

"You have to pretend, who in this world doesn't pretend? You have to say that you're in a good mood, you have to say that you're not hungry, you have to say that you don't have a toothache, you have to say that you're not afraid, otherwise you can't do it, you can't do it. No doctor ever told me that hunger and poverty can lead to mental disorders, but those who don't eat become nervous, those who don't eat and see their family go without eating can go crazy, a discontentment can lead to madness, a death in the family, the abandonment of the great love. We even need to pretend to be insane when we're insane, pretend to be a poet when we're a poet."

It's a powerful speech about the farce of medicine's ownership over the subject of madness, the farce of reason and that it must subjugate or dominate madness. Pretending and acting out the platonic ideal behavior at all situations under all circumstances, as if it's normal, that's the only way anyone is seen as sane.

Bicho de Sete Cabeças (2000)

Another important date in brazillian history is the 13th of May 1888, the day of the passing of the law that abolished slavery, which also had Algol activated by the Sun. This was obviously not the definite end of slavery and not the end of the struggle of black brazilians, just like the Basaglia Law didn't mean mad liberation, but I'm just demonstrating how powerful Algol is to protect from evil and put an end to injustice in an official and legislative manner. Like Saint George defeating the dragon, Perseus defeats a monster that is impossible to defeat, the "impossible victory" and liberation is recurrent in the stories linked to it. Systemic opression and injustices a lot of times seem like impossible problems, it becomes harder and harder to imagine a world where they don't exist, but Algol events revolutionize the impossible.

"The important thing is that we have proven that the impossible becomes possible. Ten, fifteen, twenty years ago it was unthinkable that a mental hospital could be destroyed. Maybe mental hospitals will return to being closed and more closed than before, I don't know, but in any case we have demonstrated that the mad can be cared for in another way, and testimony is fundamental. I don't think that the fact that an action manages to energize itself means that it has been won. The important point is another, it is that now we know what can be done." (Franco Basaglia - Conferenze brasiliane)

An important honorable mention should be made to Carlos Marighella, a guerrilheiro in the resistance of the brazilian military dictatorship who was executed before he could see our democratization. He had Mars with Algol.

"The urban guerrilheiro is an implacable enemy of the government and inflicts systematic harm on authorities and men who dominate and exercise power. The main work of the urban guerrilheiro is to distract, tire and demoralize the military, the military dictatorship and repressive forces, and also attack and destroy the wealth of north americans, foreign managers, and the Brazilian upper class. But the fundamental and decisive characteristic of the urban guerrilheiro is that he is a man who fights with weapons; given this condition, there is little chance that he will be able to pursue his normal profession for a long time or the reference of the class struggle, since it is inevitable and necessarily expected, the armed conflict of urban guerrilla against the essential objectives: A. The physical extermination of the leaders and assistants of the armed forces and the police. B. The expropriation of government resources and those who belong to the big capitalists, landowners, and imperialists, with small expropriations used to maintain the individual urban guerrilheiro and large expropriations for the support of the same revolution. (Carlos Marighella - Manual do Guerrilheiro Urbano)

Algol in Cannes

Lunga in Bacurau (2019), the first queer Perseus I know. The actor Silvero Pereira has Venus on Algol.

I’ve said here before how much I love Bacurau. The movie premiered in Cannes, on May 15, 2019, at 10 pm**. This is a chart full of fixed stars, with the Sun with Algol in the 6th house. You'll find in the film the Algol classic of extreme injustice being overcome. But one curious thing is that the Cannes Film Festival always happens around the same time of year when the Sun is at the last degrees of Taurus and beginning of Gemini, making a lot of the movies premiered at Cannes have Algol activated. And it shows. It’s a great opportunity to watch how varied the Algol themes can be. On that same year of 2019, they had: THE DEAD DON’T DIE by JIM JARMUSCH, a pretty obvious Algol movie about zombies, whom you defeat by cutting off the head, of course; LES MISÉRABLES by LADJ LY, inspired by a real-life event of police violence that inspired the 2005 riots in Paris, it seems to have a very radicalized discourse about raging against violent injustices; ATLANTIQUE (ATLANTICS) by MATI DIOP has dead unpaid workers coming back as spirits possessing their city’s inhabitants to take vengeance on the tycoon who withheld their payment; LITTLE JOE by JESSICA HAUSNER is a film about a lab created flower that alters people's behavior in strange ways, and these last two kinda have the feeling of that "spring danger" Gavin White talks about. DOLOR Y GLORIA (PAIN AND GLORY) by PEDRO ALMODÓVAR has Antonio Banderas as the protagonist who develops dysphagia, caused by a caucified growth in his neck. Etc. And these are all just some of the 2019 films. I haven't watched most of them, but you can always look for the films which had their first screenings around 14-20 of May and they'll be rich in Algol content.

So, I'll leave you with that: a bunch of movie recommendations. Thank you for reading.

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*Adam Elenbaas has my favorite content on the subject of the nodes or Rahu-Ketu.

** You can research the screening guide for an edition to find the time.

[kingxgarm]

A very special birthday

An OG Eclipse oneshot, for his birthday

"Today... why did it have to be today!?" Eclipse mumbled to himself as he walked to the center of the forest. His magic coursing through him. He was going to need it.

It was the day when the connection would be strongest. Where he could have the clearest communication. He really needed to talk to him…

After finally making his way to the perfect spot, the strongest spot, he stopped and dropped to his knees. Eclipse put his hands to the ground, directing his magic beneath the earth, beneath this plane of existence.

“Hear me, spirits. I wish to call upon one of you. I have experience with death herself. I am worthy of you. Come to me. I call to you, Eclipse.” Eclipse bent down to a bowing position. It would help draw him out.

A flash of light appeared as the ground began to glow. A chuckle could be heard in his own voice, but he knew it wasn't coming from himself.

“Well, well, well… I've never had anyone bow to me before. I have to say… I’m flattered you bothered.” Looking up only slightly but still appearing as low as possible, he saw what looked to be Sun’s feet, but… very different. Glowing. A bright gold. Too bright, in his opinion.

“Get up, let's get this over with.” Eclipse got up as quick as possible. He stared down at the original Eclipse. He was the same height as Sun, which was jarring.

It was very strange for the original, high, and mighty Eclipse to be… shorter. There was one major difference setting them apart, proving that the spirit before him was superior. He was very bright. Blinding almost. His golden skin glistened. His electric blue eyes felt like daggers they way they pierced Eclipse with his stare.

“Not even going to wish me a happy birthday? You should know I expect cake and party hats.” The spirit chuckled. For some reason, his carefree nature scared Eclipse. Maybe it was just the concept of standing in front of the original… The one who began and ruined his life…

“You don't talk much, do you?” The spirit cocked his head.

“No, I… just…”

“Intimidated?” The spirit smiled evily.

“No. I'm just thinking… I really needed to talk to you.” Eclipse's rays flared. Drawing back into his head before shooting out and reflecting downwards. He often got upset that he couldn't control his rays, but his emotions could.

“You have my full attention, copy.” The name cut deep for Eclipse coming from the original, but he already knew it was true.

“I want to know… everything. You're the Eclipse I have the most fragmented memories of. I want the full story. From very beginning to the end.” Eclipse's rays changed direction again. Embarrassed, he decided to ignore it from then on.

“That's quite an ask. Does this have something to do with… Lunar?” The spirit stopped smiling, but from his tone, you'd think he was.

“He's not the main reason, but I do think I deserve to know. It would make me a better copy, and that's all I want from you.” It sounded pathetic, but all Eclipses have experience with being pathetic. This one would understand.

“Really, now? I've been watching you Eclipse, and I have to say… At first, I was deeply disappointed… but now-” Eclipse interrupted the spirit.

“You're angry… I know I'm not like you at all… but-”

“Ha! You really think you know me better than I do? You really ARE trying to copy!” The spirit laughed a deep, bellowing laugh.

Eclipse sighed. This wasn't going anywhere.

“No. Now I feel… almost jealous, if I'm being honest.” Eclipse looked down at the spirit. Jealous?

“You are giving yourself the chance that I threw away, that I never really had. You have the opportunity at something greater. I don't really care if what you do next is evil or in Sun and Moon’s best interest. You're better than them. You're an Eclipse. You're better than everyone.”

It wasn't what Eclipse was expecting to hear, but… it did help. To hear the original Eclipse, the best Eclipse, say all this. It was… different.

“Now I wish I brought you a cake.” Eclipse smiled. “If you follow me back to the pizzaplex, I'll get you one.”

“I might take you up on that offer. We can walk and talk about… whatever you want, I guess.” The spirit shrugged but smiled back at Eclipse.

“Ok.” Eclipse began to walk away, but the spirit didn't follow.

[emie-emeli]

I never really talk about Winx : Origins lore here so I think it would be cool to talk about it

How the magic system work in Winx : Origins :

Each planets of the Magic Dimension has it's own power source. Like in the OG.

For Domino, it's fire and for some of the "lucky" dragons elves, the Dragon flame, for Solaria, it's light sources, Andros, it's water, Limphea, it's nature, Melody is sounds and others for the others planets.

Zenith case is quite unique cause it's not one power source but four : mind, light, metal and electricity. It's also because of the habitants of Zenith which came in four civilisations. But were aren't in ATLA here :')

85% of the people living in the Magic Dimension has powers, 15% doesn't but it's not that common to be born without power abilities, and people without it are just like normal citizens... except they're elves, mermaids, androids or aliens. It's not a big issue in the Magic Dimension to be born without powers, unlike BNHA where it's not well recieve by some ppl...

Everybody can have powers in this AU

In fact, if none of your parents have powers but you had, it's might come from your ancestors, who had the same abilities like you. If it's not the case... well... idk, I think you need to have a big talk with your parents with that one...

You can have both of your parents powers but it's incredibly rare to get it. In Winx : Origins, Stella doesn't have lunar powers from Luna, but her lil brother, Lux, has managed to control both sunlight and moonlight.

Throughout generations, the power your family get can evolve. Magnetia (Tecna's mom) has magnetic powers, Tecna has a digital creation ability (techno powers) and more in the future.

There's still a notion of positive, neutral and negative power sources. Depending of your motives and powers, you can use positive or negative energy. The neutral energy however... it's hard to explain.

You can be a specialist with powers, but you need powers to be a witch or a fairy.

Artificial powers exists but they're controversial. Like in Dislyte (if people play this game, you know).

You can have any possibilities of powers in this world. From the most lamest one to the most destructive and chaotic ever existing, there's no limit to powers possibilities. But it's not without laws **insert Better call Saul theme**

If you're born on a planet like Solaria but your family is from Eraklyon, you still got the power source of the planet you came from (I still search what power source can be Eraklyon to this day).

Some planets don't even have power source but it's only 4,7% of the entire planet system of the Magic Dimension. When it happen, it's mainly on planets without living civilization.

Some powers can evolve with practice. It will be the case for Flora.

Powers are classified depending of the abilities. The Dragon Flame is classified "Unstable" and "Etheral power".

How the fairies got their wings ? Genetics. I'll explain soon.

Witches and wizards artificially transform with a gem or a stone that absorbs their powers that they manifesting throughout their transformation. Icy did that in the past but not anymore.

Thanks for reading it :]

[darkmoonartwolf]

Last thing I'll post for the year, a redraw/personal reference for my mlp fan kids.

I'll make a post on my own hc for pony biology later.

Information down below

Smokey Mirror / Magic

The Son of Starlight Glimmer and Trixie Lulamoon. A kind stallion with a bit of a monotone voice. He’s a magician who loves doing illusions. Lately however he wants to learn more advanced magics and is currently studying at the friendship school with Principal Twilight as his mentor.

Swing Note / Loyalty

Special Talent: Illusion Magic

The Daughter of Vinyl Scratch and Octavia Melody. Usually a very soft spoken and humble mare, she gets a massive boost of confidence on stage and proudly shows off her skills. She is skilled at playing the double bass and is currently learning how to be a music tutor to fillies and colts.

Chaotic Charm / Honesty

Special Talent: Swing Music

The Daughter of Discord and… Tree Hugger? A blunt and sassy creature, she’s a famous stress management therapist known to be able to “eat the stress itself.” That’s just a rumor…hopefully.

Apple “Crisp” Dusk / Generosity

Special Abilities: Emotion Manipulation and minor chaos magic

The Daughter of Applejack and Rainbow Dash. A very laid back mare, most would think that she’s lazy but she’s actually a very hard worker. She just enjoys taking things as they go and not being worried about the future.

Crimson Cut / Kindness

Special Talent: Baking

The Nonbinary child of Rarity and Fluttershy. Despite coming off as Confident, Proud, and even a bit Spoiled, which they are by the way, they’re actually very kind. They work alongside the vet pony in ponyville like giving advice while they work on pets.

Crystaline / Laughter

Special Talent: Grooming Pets

The Genderfluid kip of Smolder and Ocellus. They’re always bright and cheery and love playing with the younger generations of any species. They work alongside Chaotic Charm or “Charms” as a therapist for younger creatures.They’re extremely protective of everyone they love and are usually the first to phone Twilight when it comes to reporting someone.

Sweet Ambrosia / Forgiveness

Special Abilities: Voice mimicry and Frost breath

The Daughter of Apple Bloom and Diamond Tiara. Another monotone pony but this was a result of being severely bullied as a filly. It took her a long time to earn her cutie mark and she was basically in college when she got it. She still has a sense of humor and this is mostly shown when hanging out with her cousin, “Dusky”.

Electrical Melody / Empathy

Special Talent: Mixology

The Daughter of Stormy Surfer and River Frost. Despite growing up in canterlot as a lunar pegasus/kelpie mix, she lived a relatively peaceful and happy life. This is mostly due to being an introverted pony who was homeschooled for most of her youth. In fact she never really had a friend until her family moved to pony and she met Swing Note. She’s a very sweet mare but is very socially awkward and is only now starting to really find her place.

Special Talent: Electric Music

[tobiasdrake]

Finally, we're off to sea. If that's what you call this.

You know, this just occurred to me. If Patches has to keep his eyes shut to use his magic, how do we navigate? Like. Is it someone's job to rotate him? Take him by the shoulders and turn him left or right?

In any case, at least we're on our-- Hey, where the hell is Teaks? Did she miss the boat or fall overboard? Or was she the only one of us with enough good sense to go, "Hahaha nope, I'll wait for the next one."

I'd heard that no one ever returns but I'd just assumed the Dweller of Woe was eating them or something. Are they. Like. Community building instead? That'd be weird.

Kind of, then. It's like a psychic ranch. She keeps people as livestock and occasionally takes them out to slaughter.

Oh shit yes. Can we board it now? Trade in this dinghy for the spoils of our conquest? TELL ME we can do this side quest!

Aww, I wanted it to be ours now. But okay. Fine. We can do my thing first. Pout.

Hold up, how can the night be everlasting if we're expecting an eclipse? Night isn't what happens when the moon is present; It's what happens when the sun is absent. The moon has no authority over the night and day cycle, and is in fact frequently in the sky during day.

You cannot have an eclipse without a sun in the sky. The sky doesn't work that way.

Is the eclipse going to, like, magically pierce it somehow? Because, again, you can't have an eclipse during perpetual night.

Well, I guess if it's a lunar eclipse, you can. Those are pretty common.

You know, I kinda expected you guys to pull up close and make us swim the rest of the way while you hightailed it away from Psychic Cattle Farm Island. Surprised you were willing to stick your necks out like this.

Means a lot to me. I will try not to let you get eaten by the Dweller.

T_T I'm sorry I made fun of your stupid raft. This is really touching and now I want to be besties forever.

Guess we should set up camp and figure out--

TEAKS!

She did wait for the next boat. Or she swam. One or the other.

It's great to have you with us, Teaks. I'm sorry if you end up doomed forever because of it.

There are illusionary treasure chests hiding ghost ambushes. I hate this--

Oh. Pardon me. These are woodland spirits. Illusionary treasure chests hiding gaea's vengeance. The metaphysical consciousnesses that guide the natural order of our world want me dead for some reason. Can't imagine wh--

...okay, so perhaps I have not always been the most reverent of Solstice Warriors. We may have gotten off on the wrong foot. But. It doesn't have to be that way. I believe that, with maturity and grace, we can learn to understand each other and-- RANDOM BULLSHIT GO.

HAHAHA GOT 'EM. Test me, fuck-os.

You know, this is a nice little town the cattlefolk have made for themselves. We've got electric lighting. Nice homes. You almost don't even notice the gloom.

There's even transparent ghost people wandering near their graves! That's great. It means when the Dweller eats once of your loved ones, they come right back to you lickity-split.

You know, I was wondering. I figured there was some sort of low-level psychic barrier that just convinces everyone to stay, but no. It's threat of force. Everyone lives here in uncertainty wondering when the Dweller will summon them to be devoured, but if you try to leave then you're summoned immediately.

Denial? Your bar is denial? That's pretty clever, honestly. Points for that.

GARL NO

Do not give these people hope. They have no ability to influence what's about to happen in any way. If we win then they'll be free to go whether they knew it was coming or not, but if we lose then they'll be crushed by false promises. Hype is an insidious monster that strangles reality in its bed.

Let's just kill what we came to kill, and then we can start talking about it. It isn't news until it actually happens.

There's something about this place. Like. A commentary on the way we use escapism to distract from the hopelessness of living in a world that seems to be getting worse by the day. People meeting at The First Stage of Grief to share fictions of what they want their lives to be like, it resonates with our moment in time.

This place is really interesting.

Hold up, the squiddy on the end of Patches's staff is alive? I honestly thought that was a woodcarving.

Yeah, I have nothing to add to that. This place is a sobering reminder that action and glory are meant for something. In all seriousness, the end-goal shouldn't be the enrichment of the self, but of society.

An organization that claims ownership of violence for "the greater good" must always be cognizant that what they are doing is for the betterment of people's lives. Not of "society" as a whole even, but specifically, "Is the service I'm providing making people happier?"

[lunarcovehq]

Júlio César Carvalho is a werewolf that currently resides in Downtown and has been a Lunar Cove resident for all his life.

ITS THE END OF THE WORLD

GENDER/PRONOUNS: Cis Male, He/Him

DATE OF BIRTH: January 28, 1984

OCCUPATION: Figure Skating Instructor & Private Coach

FACECLAIM: Paulo Lessa

AS WE KNOW IT, AND I FEEL FINE

SPECIES: Werewolf

WOLF CLASSIFICATION: Beta (Born Wolf)

PACK AFFILIATION: Second In Command

WELCOME TO LUNAR COVE, JC CARVALHO

Trigger Warnings: Injury; Death; Alcohol References

The air pulsed electric—pungent with the hum of “magic” and warm with the piercing stench of chlorine. Hunched over a radiator, atop which a metal popcorn container was proving a proper cauldron, the boy, wrapped in a beach towel like a makeshift cloak, stirred his concoction with a plastic snorkel. The child mumbled an “incantation,” made-up words, voice low and steady, as the steam finally began to rise, until his mother’s firm hand was tugging him swiftly away and tossing the bubbling mixture into the air. As if on its own accord, then, a wave of water, twisting upward from one of the swimming pool models on display, surged to catch it in a frothing swell. It dragged the container down to the depths, a pool floor patterned with river rocks, where the toxic solution fizzled out harmlessly after a few moments.

Júlio César Carvalho, who had gone by JC his entire life, knew better than to touch the various chemicals on-sale in the swimming pool and garden store his family ran in Lunar Cove. And he certainly knew better than to touch the radiator, which had added enough heat to spark a reaction. Still, the boy’s mother was a witch, one with an affinity for water, and JC, huddled in their little brown kitchen, had watched her countless times brew potions atop their little porcelain stove. Observing the spectacle, but never participating, some part of him had decided that third-grade really was the proper opportunity to begin mixing up some of his own. But while his bloodline was certainly magic, JC himself was not; only child of a spellcaster, he was not one himself, nor would he ever be.

His father—who had turned his back on the pack following a land dispute and who was now floating eternally on the very precipice of full abjuration—had gifted his son with a solemn birthright, the dormant werewolf gene, maybe the only thing he had ever really gifted him. That gene had passed its persistent, winding way down through many generations, a lineage that traced itself to the decade following Lunar Cove’s very founding. 

And this family line had once been proud, even locally famous, mostly for the time Júlio César’s grandmother won several rounds on a game show in the 1970s, only to lose purposefully on an easy question and flee Hollywood just prior to the full moon. A recording of those very segments ran in an eternal loop on a box television near the pool store’s front counter, although keen viewers would notice she never did tell the host the name of her hometown. 

Still, the Carvalho gleam seemed to be fading by the time JC himself was born. The boy’s father, who had inherited the shop from his parents, certainly made sure of that, through a combination of public confrontations, of unsavory business dealings, and of, much to his family’s chagrin, a marriage to a true outsider, a non-local witch, who, despite her actual prowess, had made it more than clear she had no intention of joining the coven. 

And so, Júlio César himself grew up in an almost detached human way, touched by magic he could never use and aware of the sleeping wolf within, but with no real opportunity to engage with either of the legacies that had forged him.

Still, JC did try to find a place among his peers in Lunar Cove. He began participating in sports at a young age, starting with soccer but then transitioning to more physical ones like hockey and football, at least partly because his father was trying to foster some degree of masculine hardiness within him. He performed best on the ice, however, his preferred arena when compared to the field. The rink became a second home, enough so that his mother joked, from time to time, that ice itself flowed through his veins, perhaps a metaphor for her own familial affinity for water magic. 

Nevertheless, as JC’s teammates began reaching their growth spurts, the boy found he could not hit back quite as hard as they were now hitting him. He was quicker, though, agile. And the moment that would kickstart his eventual career came when an instructor at the local rink watched JC tug his arms inward, lift up his leg, and complete a respectable rotation despite his bulky hockey skates. 

The motion had been a joke, of course, a funny dance to entertain his friends, but the coach approached the boy’s mother and made mention of natural aptitudes. From there, JC did not need much convincing, as this new activity allowed him to stay on the ice even during the off-season. His father grumbled about it, about having to fund ice time and lessons, although his real disdain for the sport was rooted more in its lack of true physicality, its inability to toughen his son up. 

But as the months went by, Júlio César began devoting himself almost entirely to figure skating. He was attracted to the athleticism and to the freedom of it. This new hobby also gave the boy, a playground parkour folk hero, one who already had a bit of a hyperactive need to climb atop high things and jump off them, the designated allowance to leap as much as he wanted. 

And by the time JC was making his way through high school, he was skating and competing, to some success, at a junior level, all the while working various part-time jobs to pay his way when his father finally decided to do so no longer.

Despite his natural skill, though, JC was a small fish from a small pond. Attending community college during the day, working by night, and practicing in the meager hours in-between, he still convinced himself that he would one day see the Olympics. He did not come near to qualifying in 2002, and so, undeterred, he began working even harder towards 2006, trading his courseload for more hours at work to fund more sessions at the rink. His scores markedly improved, but that year, JC weathered the single most defining encounter of his life, one that would, at the very least, interrupt his momentum.

At an out-of-state competition, he, against his better judgement, went out for friendly drinks with two men he had outskated and outranked that same day. A friend of theirs, a rowdy, boisterous stranger, arrived, and alcohol led to a lowering of inhibitions for all involved parties. From there, an exchange of cruel words filled the pub. 

The fight eventually turned physical in the alleyway outside, and when the drunken new arrival threw back a fist to punch JC, the young werewolf stuck out his own hands and shoved him defensively backward, sending his attacker sprawling onto the pavement, where he hit his head on a raised piece of curb. 

Paramedics arrived to find Júlio César leaning over him, failing at first-aid. But the man never even made it to the hospital. And having him struck him down, then, accident as it was, JC found the wolf still sleeping within him suddenly and viscerally awakened. 

The incident caused something of a sports gossip scandal, and while JC himself was never charged, a number of witnesses outside the bar vouching for him, he still stepped back from his sport to return home. There, he would have to deal with the change due to arrive and accept a proper slap on the wrist for allowing the whole affair to happen in the first place. 

The young man did not, however, seek out his father. He sought out instead the pack, the one that had once been home to his ancestors. Deferential, humble, and nearly pleading, he, maybe even to his own surprise, found himself welcomed back into its fold with open arms, and he emerged, thus, as a full Beta among friends.

One or two skating blogs regarded JC with pity as he returned to the competition circuit, but as he stepped back onto the ice for the first time in many months, he did so with a strange and almost frightening new vigor. All at once, this once mid-level competitor, was stronger and faster; he could jump higher and farther. JC suddenly dominated, becoming something of a fan favorite for his frantic, risky style, but he also became more reckless, caring less for safety so long as he could keep maximizing his performance. 

While he was now boasting a clear record of victory, a minor injury caused by his own foolishness kept him once more out of the Olympic running, and feeling the approach of his thirties, his dreaded expiration date, JC soon pivoted to pairs, hoping to find a hopeful new niche. He became partners with Kim Binna, a young skater from his hometown he had seen compete in Nationals. 

Just as the two of them were beginning to find a real groove, however, JC overextended a jump and landed hard on his ankle, a much more serious injury that would end his burgeoning career. He returned home to Lunar Cove, moped, and eventually, just as he had done all his life, decided to move past it with every ounce of willpower he could muster. 

His local successes were notable. He began working as a skating instructor and coach at the same ice rink in which he had grown up, eventually helping kickstart a program that partnered with Lunar Cove’s schools to foster young talent. He served as a frequent guest at the local radio station, largely as a sports commentator. He volunteered to pick up trash along the shoreline and served as emcee at more than one pancake breakfast. 

And while JC, a hometown hero now in his own right, did not even speak to his father anymore, having at last abjured him following a blow-out fight, the television set in the swimming pool store suddenly played recordings of his winning long programs on a loop, rather than his grandmother’s quiz show.

It was not long before JC was appointed Saskia’s second in a move that seemed natural at the time. After all, he was good PR for the pack, publicly well-liked with a degree of celebrity and enough press training to serve a proper representative. Likewise, he had come to the pack submissively, without haughtiness or ambition, and in being welcomed by it, now held it in the highest regard. He would serve its best interests at all times. And finally, while JC, still the athlete, was capable of physically holding his own among in-fighting, he was not so threatening as to prove a potential usurper. 

The Alpha’s murder, however, catapulted his world into disarray. Standing in the shadow of her absence, Júlio César was the one to contact her son, Nico, to take her place, knowing that while he himself would be able to maintain peace temporarily, his own lingering injury, flaring over time, would prevent him from confidently shutting down any outliers who might try to wrestle away control.

Today, he still serves as Nico’s second. Fiercely protective, loyal, disciplined but recklessly dauntless, and equal parts compassionate and stern, he remains a wolf first and foremost, one who encourages those who look up to him to be the best versions of themselves they can be. That said, his loyalties lie with the pack, not with the Council at large, an admirable or dangerous trait depending on the individual one asks.

[breelandwalker]

Hey Bree! I’m not sure if you’ve touched on this, but I own two of your three books, and I wondered if you could talk about the mindset/environment you work in when creating some of your magical mixtures? (witch’s cupboard is the one I was looking at just before this ask)

I think a lot of beginners struggle with the actual “magic” part of the whole ordeal. There was a period of time, a while ago now, where I assumed that just throwing some things together was enough, and I suppose it might be, but the extra oomph during creation doesn’t hurt. I have since come to connect, at least partially, with that “spark” for lack of a better word; that power which gives life to your work. For me, it’s a kind of eerie yet empowering feeling, a full body shiver, and I wondered - assuming it’s something you’re able to talk about - what that feeling or process is for you? Do you make use of astrological timing, prayers or petitions, sheer willpower, or maybe nothing at all? I’d love to hear your perspective!

Good question! (Also wow, you've been here a WHILE if you have a copy of the Cupboard.)

When it comes to creating the various powders and oils I use in my craft, I don't really do any sort of ritual or meditative state or special timing or anything. Most times, there's too much going on with measuring and grinding and mixing and occasional applications of fire to maintain the sort of mindset that I would use for focused spellcasting. I don't generally mix my paganism with my witchcraft outside of major holidays. The magical timing is When I Have The Time And Energy, rather than something lunar or astrological. But the work itself becomes a sort of ritual space, provided I can focus in on it without too many distractions.

I usually clear out my workspace and the area around it, organize all the supplies I'll be using, make myself comfortable, and put on a movie that suits a slightly magical mood. Witchy movies like The Craft or Practical Magic are perennial faves, or fantasy epics like Legend or LOTR, or whatever period piece I happen to be bingeing at the time. If I'm really feeling it that particular day, I might light a candle or some incense to kind of boost my energy a bit.

But other than that, it's largely just a lot of elbow grease and muttering. The closest I get to actual spellcasting when I'm making a powder or potion is verbally listing off what each ingredient is meant for as I put it in. "Okay, white oak for protection, cedar for longevity, willow bark for healing, annnnd....where the heck are you, bloodroot. AH-HA!" I suppose one could see it as telling the ingredients what to do, in a certain sense. Largely willpower and intuition, I think.

I have found upon occasion that there can be a feeling like puzzle pieces clicking into place when a particular recipe is going well and a sense of discord when it's not quite right. A lot of my recipes, especially the early ones, came together in a very haphazard way, just adding small amounts of components to a bowl until it felt right and writing it down after the fact.

If you were to be a fly on the wall during such a session, you'd see a plump thirty-something woman with a kerchief covering her hair and a cloth mask over her face, probably in jeans and some kind of merch tee, measuring portions of different powders from various jars into a mixing bowl and occasionally scribbling down notes, burning something in an iron cauldron, or using an electric spice grinder. Much more akin to a chemist or an herbalist than a witch in flowy black garb with an elaborate ritual setup. Also....lots of highly inelegant sneezing and swearing. Poise and decorum, thy name is....not Bree.

Anyway, hope this helps!

[stories-by-rie]

Happy WBW Rie! In Assassination Project, how is the passage of time recorded? are the calendars lunar like ours or do they have a different system? and how are the seasons/months divided or registered?

have a good day/night!

@ink-fireplace-coffee

hi carmen! thank you so much! this turned out to be an excellent question, because i thought it was just like in our world, but now that i am giving this some thought, i think i could do my own thing?

because tap has its own pantheon and there just happen to be 12 gods, so i could rename the months somehow but don't overcomplicate it, i think! i must contemplate this some more x)

other than that, the world of the assassination project is some alternate version of our world, so electricity and technology does exist to some extent and passage of time is recorded very similar to how we do it. however, there are also the temples, who make their own magic records, but i don't want to give too much away about the temples x)

most sequences in time are related to the stars, so there are a lot of festivals and seasons that rely on star constellations.

[reaper-bloodmoon]

TSAMS Continuity AU: "Earth Is In EXTREME DANGER?!" .....But Something Is Off

[November 18th, 2023]

[Earth yawns as they wake up on the balcony in the side daycare room, rising to their feet and pushing away the clutter surrounding her.]

Earth: Hoooh....man that was nice. Now to wake Lunar-!

[Earth blinks and notices that Lunar isn't visibly in the room, walking down the stairs and searching the foam pits. Worried, they call Monty up to see if they've seen Lunar. Things seem to be playing out relatively the same as in the canon timeline....]

[Earth ends the call and heads out for the main lobby, reeling back at seeing a young looking animatronic standing there, specifically looking to be in their early adulthood years.]

Earth: Um...hello? I'm uh, I-I'm looking for someone important to me, have you mayhaps seen them?

[The animatronic turns around, revealing themself to be Luna, one of the Celestial Triplets...something was definitely off about it though.]

Luna: Oh...?

Earth: Yes, his name is Lunar, he's about this tall.

[Earth gestures with her hand, though keeps herself wary of Luna subconsciously.]

Luna: Lunar....My my, has such a similar name to mine. I'm Luna.

Earth: Luna....where have I heard that name before? Maybe it's just a coincidence. It's nice to meet you and all, but I really need to find out where Lunar is so...I'm just going to go...

Luna: Aw...so soon?

[Luna said it in a mockery of disappointment.]

Luna: And to think I haven't even gotten a sweet taste of your thick, juicy oil~

Earth: I...w-what?

Luna: Oh...it's just....your oil, I can hear it pumping and flowing through your body, it's just perfect for making it stronger~!

[Earth backs away as Luna's eyes flash to a red color, her body twisting, cracking, morphing, and mutating into a giant centipede monster straight out of Murder Drones. Luna's eyes stare hungrily at Earth, her maw drooling excessively. Earth tries to activate her security defense protocol but all they get are error pop-ups indicating that something has gone wrong.]

Earth: No no no no! Please no, activate!!

[Luna's hungry gaze intensifies as Earth tries to run away and get her security defense protocol to work, chasing them down as it laughed maniacally. Earth would proceed to scream and beg for Luna to stop, the mutated Celestial Triplet digging at her and tearing her apart, consuming an excessive amount of Earth's oil and even bits and pieces of their internal workings. Luna stops once they've had her fill, and at that point Earth looks like a damaged, nearly hollowed out husk as she's dropped completely to the floor. Luna would transform back to their normal form, licking Earth's oil from wiping their arm with it.]

Luna: I really must thank you, your precious oil and guts were appetizing!

[Lunar has just come back and nearly throws up from the sight of his sister's nearly hollowed out and damaged husk on the floor. They also are feeling an intense fury and rage, staring in Luna and Earth's direction.]

Lunar: What....what happened?? Earth??

[Luna stops cleaning themself and turns her attention to Lunar.]

Luna: Hm? Oh...you must be Lunar! A pleasure!

[Luna bows politely before returning to its full height.]

Lunar: What did you do to my sister...?

Luna: Ahahahahaha~! Oh, you really don't get it, I needed her oil so I ripped and tore her to shreds to get at it! And had a few snacks along the way...

[Luna grins as if she's lost their mind, which it has. Lunar slowly and angrily approaches Luna, a righteous fury in their eyes.]

Luna: What did you do...to my sister?!?!

[Lunar's weather powers activate, their eyes flashing blue and electricity sparking out of their body. Luna covers her face, reeling back before re-locking her gaze onto Lunar.]

Luna: Oh my...it seems the cosmos were right in their predictions!

[Luna summons her staff through her cosmic magic, surrounding themself with it's aura.]

Lunar: That doesn't matter, I'm going to kill you for what you've done to them!

Luna: I think not, I'm not afraid, Lunar....you know why?

[Luna zips right nearby Lunar, where most of Lunar's abilities are concentrated.]

Luna: Because I have the power of the cosmos, which includes your silly little astrological bodies, on my side!

[Lunar yells as they attack Luna with his powers, only for Luna to dodge away.]

Luna: It's been fun, dear Lunar, but I must get going! We'll meet again someday when the time is right, ahuhuhuhuhu~!

[Luna surrounds herself completely with their cosmic magic, completely disappearing. Lunar hits their head in frustration before calming down and dissipating their powers. They tried to run over to Earth only to collapse from pain.]

Lunar: Ow, ow, why does that hurt so much, is it meant to hurt that much?

[Lunar tries to drag himself closer to Earth before his systems shut down completely.]

Lunar: Earth...please...Earth...!

[Lunar passes out completely, their systems shutting down. Things play out similarly to the canon timeline once more, though more help is required as Earth is in an even worse state than in the canon timeline....]

[cuuno-moved]

what r some other ppls powers in the superhero au? 👀

i don't have them all planned out, but:

goatfather (doc) can create incredible amounts of electricity and also can cause explosions.

the wolf (ren) is incredibly fast, strong and has quick healing.

archangel (grian) can fly, has inhuman vision, and is capable of picking up if someone is lying.

wizard (scar) can do "magic". it's probably just technology tricks.

lunar lights (pearl) can fly and manipulate light

[kingixsstuff]

My original transformation CRISIX (part 1)

My original transformation (crisix)

Lore here !

Crisix the first ever fairy transformation that has been broken down into the more modern fairy forms now

Most faerie’s haven’t gained this form because of the toll the magic takes on persons bodies and the persons magical core

The winx gain this form from the first fairy Arcadia as a offering to save the magical dimension

But this power comes at a great cost

This form has a limited usage and if you

Go over the amount your body can handle you risk losing your magic,damaging your body or just dying.

Crisix faeries have two forms that represents their magical powers

Bloom: warrior of fae- her fire magic

And enchanted fires - the full dragon flame powers

Aisha: empress of tides- the full extent of morphix & currents of Andros- water magic

Stella :tears of sunne- solar magic

Eclipse of moone- lunar magic

Musa: dance of the treble cleft- sound wave magic

Empathic idol: the more mind side to music

(Connecting with people through music/slight mind control)

Tecna : ecstatic electric- the electrical side of technology

Meca fae- basically made her a cyborg lol

Roxy: summonses of the wild- she can summon any animal in the magic dimension

Butterfly of The fae- the connection to animals that she have mentally

Phew that was a lot but hope everyone likes it ask comments down below 👇 🫶🏾🫶🏾

[ggukkieland]

📕CURRENT READS (2020 November)

🌹 Almost done with the list except for a few and I am excited to curate fics that are fitting for merry December 🎅❄🎄🤶 woot woot! 

I enjoyed this month’s reads - a mix of cyberpunk au, android au, werewolf aus, slice of life, exes and those on the verge of breaking up, and lots of beautifully-written drabbles which ended up in my list of favorites. 

Please send these authors some love by reblogging their content =)

✅ -  done reading   | S (smut) F (fluff) A (angst) 

🥕[Ongoing Series - to check weekly] 

Still reading the ongoing series from October’s reading list, whenever there is an update 😊.

Onyx @springbean - JJK | ABO universe, omega!reader, rouge!Alpha!Jungkook, roommates, cyberpunk au | A, F (this is so fascinating)

[2/?] years after the war, Soketh has become a bustling electric city of life and death. a world now filled with mystery, danger, and rules, y/n finds herself rooming with her old friend while trying to find herself in the city of dangerous dreams. however, her world is turned upside down when a rouge alpha enters their life seeking refuge and help…

Vulgar and Divine @yeoldontknow - JHS | elf!hoseok au, enemies to lovers, arranged marriage,  fantasy au, horror, suspense | A, S

[1/?] The Elf King buys your hand in marriage as an act of political strategy - you, the Banshee Priestess and your ability to forewarn death in exchange for your people’s return to your original home in the River Lands. You hate him for the way his kind make a mockery of death. Even before you meet him, you decide you will not grieve his death - not even a little. But then, on the day of your wedding you begin to weep - and it is not out of love or rapture.

Kitchen Confidential @glitter-kookiedough - KSJ | chef au, slow burn, enemies to lovers | A, F, S

[3/?] After years of annoying the life out of you, your rival, Kim Seokjin, pushes you a step too far and he knows it. As angry and resentful as you are, you don’t realize that something has been brewing under the surface for years. This weekend, that will change. 🌟 new chapter🌟

enemiestolovers drabble series @sincerelyourfangirl - JJK | enemies to lovers, fwb, co-workers | S, A, F

[3/?] Maybe the line between love and hate is thin. Especially when you’re in bed with Jungkook.

Challenge Accepted | What Happens When You’re not Careful | Risky Business

The Lost Luna @hobisbeautifulass - KTH | werewolf au, soulmate au, rival clans | F, A

[2/?] One Luna is born per a hundred-year cycle or so and only appears after the previous one has passed away.  This Luna was forced into hiding for seventeen years, but now she’s back, bloodthirsty, and ready to reclaim her throne.

Mutual Help @personasintro - JJK | bestfriend au, fwb au, fake dating | A, S, F

[24/?] in order for you to pretend to be his girlfriend, he helps you with your sexual desires ⏤ he calls it a mutual help

Bite Me @cheeky-kookie - PJM | vampire au | A, F, S

[1/?] Growing up, you always learned to look over your shoulder at night, hoping to never run into the catlike gleam of a vampires eyes. Yet, one night on your way home you find yourself staring into the very things you feared most. Dangerously beautiful and undeniably confident, Park Jimin was everything you knew you needed to stay away from, but he had other plans.

Nut Jobs @ironicarmy - OT7 | slice of life, crack, humor, friends au | S

[5/?] Eight friends. One terrible idea. A whole lot of trouble. Welcome to No Nut November.

Cherry Pickers @kimnjss - JJK | social media au, smau, gamer, fuckboi, vixen!reader, virgin!reader | F, S, A

[4/?] [updates daily] known for your body and surrounded by rumors about your sex life… rumors that he doesn’t think to doubt. until he’s meeting you… forced to realize there’s much more to you then the thonged shorts and lacy costumes.

(or, you’re a video vixen with an assumed identity and jungkook manages to see past it.)

Across the Board @out-of-jams - KTH | 20s, gambling, mafia au, enemies to lovers | S, A

[1/?] And now you’re indebted to the city’s most dangerous mob boss, forced to pay your dues in blood one way or another. With a gun pushed into your hands and your life at stake; once you’re in, you’re in. You’ll never get out.

🥕[Completed AUs/Series/Drabbles -  to read]

Through Time and Space @taephilia - 10.6k | KSJ | F, A, sci-fi, time travel au, adventure, doctor who au 

re: Untitled @to-star-lake - 18.8k | JJK | A, S, F, ceo au, arranged marriage, childhood acquaintance turned enemies (one of my favorites this month 🥰)  

01 02 03 04  ✅

Moral of the Story @suhdays - 7.7k | JHS | A, F, S, strangers to loves, soulmate au, OC can tell if people are telling the truth (really interesting)  ✅

In the Margins  @bonvoyagenoona - 31k | MYG | F, S, A, writer au, humor, enemies to friends to lovers, slow burn, editor!reader, writer!yoongi [also on AO3] 

01: Winter (5k words)   ✅ 02: Spring (6k words)  03: Summer (7k words)  04: Fall (13k words) 

Into my Bones @inkofyoongi - 15k | MYG | S, F, A, fwb to lovers, slice of life-ish, non-chronological (this is awesome 🌟) ✅

A Human Touch @snackhobi - 39.1k | KTH | F, S, robot au, android!taehyung 

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[teenwolffan-with-nolife]

The Witch and The Wolf Pt.49

Word Count: 2, 932

Characters: Derek Hale (brief), Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, Lydia Martin, Kira Yukimura, Malia Tate, Araya, OC Characters, Kate Argent (mentioned), Reader

Pairings: Eventual Derek Hale x Witch!Reader

Warnings: angst, TW: slight mentions of losing weight, small fluff, cliffhanger

A/N: --- 

Masterlist    Series Masterlist

You walked into the loft once again, throwing all your things onto the couch, before grabbing your first-aid kit and heading to the bathroom. After spending the last few days staking out yet another Calavera hideout in the states, it was clear to you that Derek wasn’t at any of them. You only had a few more Calavera bases left to check out to find Derek. 

You poured rubbing alcohol over your wound, while you dug your nails into your palm before letting out a soft exhale. It had been almost one month since Derek went missing.

You hadn't seen Scott or Stiles, or any member of the pack within the last month, not wanting to worry them. You could do this on your own. They would end up figuring it out sooner or later. You told Sheriff Stilinski, who put out an APB on Derek to try and help find him.

You bit your lip gently, trying to hold in your inner feelings and emotions. It was no surprise that you were a wreck since Derek went missing, and you were gonna do everything you could to find him.

---

“No means no, Stiles,” you grabbed your duffel bag, loading it up once again.

“We’re trying to help you-” he started.

“I don’t need help, Stiles. All I need is for you to leave me the hell alone,” you sounded rude than you meant to come off, but you didn't care enough. You were exhausted.

Derek had been gone for two months now, and you've been doing everything you can to try and find him.

“Just, stop, (Y/N)! Stop denying our help! You need us!” he yelled.

“Stiles, I swear to god, you are the most annoying person I know. Is it that hard for you to comprehend what I mean when I say I don't need you?!” you yelled at him, taking him by surprise.

“I’m trying to help you. Do you really think none of us realize how much you've changed?” Stiles’ voice softened as you leaned on the table.

“Stiles…”

“We know for a fact that you’re not getting any sleep. You’re so tired, you look sick, like y-you’re dying. You’re not… when was the last time you ate something, (Y/N)? When was the last time you took care of yourself? Had something in your body that wasn't coffee? I am begging you, as a friend, as one of your closest friends, let us help you and please, take care of yourself,” you could feel your tears welling up in your eyes before you wiped them away.

“I need to find him, I-I…” 

“I know, you love him. But you can't do that if you’re dead.”

You let out a shaky exhale before rubbing your face, nodding softly.

“What do you want to do?” you asked softly.

“Just take us with you. We have a break in three days. You finished checking all the Calavera hideouts and places in America, so we need to go to Mexico,” he asked.

You nodded softly. He wrapped his arms around you for a moment, while you shut your eyes tightly, taking deep breaths.

“Thank you, Stiles,” you whispered.

He gave you a small smile, before leaving the loft.

---

“Oh, this is by far one of the worst ideas you’ve ever had, Stiles,” you walked alongside him, as the two of you made your way to the closed door, with guards standing in front of them.

“It’s not that bad,” he replied.

“I agree with (Y/N). It’s dumb and we’re going to die,” Lydia said.

“Well, I’d like to save all ‘death talk’ to all banshee predictions,” Stiles replied.

“I still can't believe I let you guys come with me,” you muttered, before standing in front of the guards.

They scanned the three of you before blocking the doors.

“Estamos aquí para la fiesta?” you asked. (We’re here for the party)

The guards shook their heads once more, remaining silent.

Stiles held up a car, with a skull symbol on it. They both nodded their heads, moving aside to let the three of you in.

---

After entering, the three of you stuck together. You noticed Severo pulling out a walkie-talkie, most likely alerting Araya of your presence.

You took a deep step, walking forward into the crowd of dancing teens, before making your way to the bar. One step closer to finding Derek.

You felt a pair of hands on your shoulders as you clenched your jaw.

“How about a drink, (Y/N)?” you heard Severo’s voice as you let out a small breath.

“Consider it a thank you gift for dumping me in the woods instead of killing me,” the bartender put a shot of vodka in front of you.

“I didn't come here to drink. Now, where’s Araya?” you took out a bullet from your purse, with the Calavera logo on it, before dropping it into the shot cup.

“Come with me,” you three followed him to a back room, sitting down on a table, a few seconds before Araya entered.

“(Y/N), it’s good to see you again,” Araya walked in front of the three of you.

“We want Derek back,” you said.

You put 50 thousand dollars onto the table, stacking them up.

“For Derek,” you crossed your arms, sitting back in the chair.

“It wasn’t smart for you three to come alone,” Araya smirked.

“Wait a minute,” Stiles interrupted.

“Who said we came alone?” 

---

“I don’t think you’re aware of the poor timing! You’re familiar with the dark moon, aren't you, (Y/N)?” she walked around you three slowly, keeping you uncomfortable and on edge.

“The part of the lunar phase where the moon is least visible on the sky,” you answered.

“But do you know what it means?” she asked.

“Some people say it's a time of reflection, or grief,” Lydia replied.

“Grief and loss, Mija. I wonder why, after suffering so much pain and loss, why do you risk it again for someone like Derek Hale?” she asked.

“Maybe we’re done with losing,” you rested your head on your hand, leaning your elbow on the armrest.

You heard Severo’s walkie-talkie going off, saying all the exits and entrances were clear, except for one.

“North? Are you clear?” Severo asked again.

“(Y/N), you guys can take 10 off the table,” Stiles pulled 10,000 off the table, before crossing his arms.

“I’m not playing games, Araya. Give him to us, now,” you could see Stiles staring at you uncomfortably, while your eyes glew purple.

“You can’t do anything to hurt us, Mija. I believe you’re familiar with a special herb, Hawthorn,” you dug your nails into your palm, feeling a sharp pain in your arm.

You saw a needle sticking out of it, while you quickly pulled it out.

“What the hell was that?!” you yelled.

She aimed a gun at your leg, before shooting while you yelled out.

“(Y/N)!” Lydia yelled.

“Run! Both of you!” you fell to the ground, trying to push yourself up as you whimpered softly.

---

You slammed your fist against the door, yelling out in anger.

You could feel the rest of the pack giving you a look of concern, while you sat on the floor, with a ripped part of your shirt tied against your leg. You refused to let anyone heal you.

“Maybe we should…” Stiles started.

“Shut up, Stiles,” you spat.

“I was just trying to…” he started.

“Patentibus,” your eyes glew purple as you punched the door as hard as you could, only hurting yourself as it remained shut.

“As soon as we get out of here, you guys are going straight back to Beacon Hills,” you said.

“We’re not leaving you-”

“You kinda don’t have a choice,” you turned to face them.

“We should make a run for it,” Malia suggested.

“Well, we can’t leave Lydia,” Stiles said.

“Yeah, we can. We can leave (Y/N) too,” you looked slightly offended, raising an eyebrow.

“If you were still a coyote, is that what you’d do?” Kira asked her.

“(Y/N)'s injured. So yes, I would leave her. Lydia's probably gone by now too,” Malia replied.

Yeah, I can see the resemblance to Peter now

You heard the door open, as Severo pointed a gun at you.

“Come with us. You and the alpha,” he said, grabbing your arm before pulling you up harshly.

Scott obeyed, while he followed you out.

---

The restraints pulled at your wrists while you sat on the chair, your back to Scott’s.

“What are they gonna do to us?” Scott asked you.

“I don’t know yet. Just give me a minute to figure out how to get out of this,” you sighed, leaning your head back slightly.

“Can’t you use your magic?” Scott whispered.

“Don’t you think I already thought of that?”

“Well… can't you?” 

“No, Scott, I can't. The bullet she shot at me was covered with Hawthorn ash, not enough to kill me but definitely enough to the point I can’t use magic. Can’t you use your alpha powers?” you asked.

“These handcuffs are metal,” he replied.

“This isn't how I like to be tied up,” you muttered softly.

“What?”

“Nothing,” you heard the door open, while Araya’s men pooled into the room, while Severo had his hand on Kira’s arm.

Lydia was bought in, sitting at the chair next to you and Scott.

“What the hell are you doing, Araya?” you raised your voice, in panic as you frowned.

“Just a small test, Mija. We’re asking you a few questions. You answer you’re safe, you don't, you get electrocuted,” she shrugged.

“I thought I could put it past you to hurt children, clearly not!” you yelled.

“Turn the dial up to one, Kira,” Araya turned to her.

“W-What? No,” Kira panicked, taking a step back before Severo held her hand against the dial.

“If you don’t, then we’ll electrocute Lydia,” Severo spat.

You knew Lydia wouldn't recover as fast as you and Scott.

“Don’t hurt Lydia,” you shook your head, looking at Kira.

Tears welled up in her eyes before she looked at Scott.

“I-It’s okay. Just do us,” Scott nodded his head softly.

You felt the electric current coursing through your skin as you clenched your teeth together, trying to save Araya from the satisfaction of hurting you. You could hear Scott yelling out in pain.

This was gonna be fun.

---

“Tell me! Who actually has Derek?! Who has a reason?! A vendetta against the Hales?!” Araya yelled.

“We don’t know!” you yelled out.

“You haven't figured it out yet! Who! Think, (Y/N), Scott! You know!” she yelled.

“Tres,” Kira turned up the dial, while you yelled out, feeling your sight go dizzy.

“Who turned?! A shapeshifter! Someone who could have turned without you knowing! By a scratch! Not a bite!” she yelled.

She put her hand on the dial, about to raise it again as you shut your eyes tightly.

The only people who were scratched were you and Kate. Jackson was a werewolf now, he didn't matter. 

You let out a small gasp of realization. But it couldn't be Kate. She was dead, and had been for a while. Unless she healed.

She was scratched, (Y/N)

“Who is it?!” she yelled, turning the dial all the way up.

“Kate!” you yelled out, before you fell unconscious, leaning against Scott.

“(Y/N)!” 

---

“Oh my god,” Scott helped you up, as you groaned, opening your eyes.

“Holy crap. A-Are you okay?” you asked him.

“I’m fine, I’m basically healed. You?” he asked.

“I feel like shit. But it doesn't matter, we know who has Derek now,” you limped, while Scott has his arm on your shoulder, walking out with you.

“She’s just letting us go?” you asked skeptically.

“Yes, I am,” she walked to the two of you. 

“I sent four men to where Kate was rumored to be. None of them returned,” Araya explained.

“I have to… what’s your game? First, you torture us for some she-wolf, and then for Kate Argent. Now you’re just letting us go. Why?” you asked.

“Peter is the only one who knows who and where La Loba is, Mija. I want Kate dead as much as you do, and I knew you wouldn't believe me,” she explained.

You scoffed slightly, before grunting.

“I have a guide who will lead you and your friends to the place where Kate is,” Araya said.

The two of you walked away from her, heading to Stiles and the rest of the pack.

“Oh, look, we have matching scars,” you smirked slightly.

“Not funny,” Scott scoffed, hiding his smile.

Stiles wrapped his arms around you two.

“Did you wish you came alone now?” Stiles teased.

“Shut up, Stilinski,” you rolled your eyes.

“I see being tortured put you in a better mood,” Stiles said.

“Let’s just get Derek, okay?” 

“Do you even know what you're gonna say to him?” Scott asked.

“What do you mean?” you frowned.

“Your big ‘I love you and I can’t breathe without you’ confession,” Stiles asked.

“I’ll punch you in the throat, right now,” you started.

“He’s joking. We’re closer to finding Derek and that's what matters,” your smile faded slightly, while worry took its place.

Kate was alive, and she had Derek. What was she doing to him?

You heard a motorcycle engine rev, before seeing a woman in leather taking off her helmet. Your jaw dropped in amazement, recognizing her.

“Nice to see you again, Braeden,” you said, walking over to her.

“(Y/N), you’re riding with me. We’re going to La Iglesia,” after the first time Araya captured you, Derek, and Peter, you were sure to always keep in touch with Braeden, keeping her especially close the past two months.

“Did you also know that Kate had Derek? And where they were?” she threw you a helmet as you walked to her.

“I got a job from Araya yesterday to take you. If I knew anything I would've told you,” she replied.

You nodded your head, getting on her motorcycle.

“Let’s go then.”

---

“Look at the sun, we don't have time for this,” Braeden pointed out.

Stiles’ jeep had decided to break down in the desert, on your way to La Iglesia. The sun was going down, and it was never safe to be out in the desert at night. 

You paced around slightly, becoming more and more worried as you bit your nails.

“What are we supposed to do?” Scott asked.

“M-Maybe we should just split up,” you said.

“What do you mean?” Stiles asked.

“Me and Braeden can go to La Iglesia and get Derek. The rest of you can stay here and try to fix the jeep,” you said.

“Are you crazy? No,” Stiles shook his head.

“Stiles, we are way too close t-to just give up,” you hadn't noticed your eyes water slightly.

“We’re not giving up,” Scott agreed.

“(Y/N), you’ve basically been suicidal these past few months! W-What if Kate does something to you? What if you don't come back?” Stiles’ voice lowered slightly.

“We’ll be fine, Stiles. I’m not stopping now,” you shook your head.

“Look, how about me, (Y/N), and Braeden go? Stiles, just stay here and fix the jeep, okay?” Scott said.

After a moment of argument between Stiles and Scott, then Scott and Kira, the three of you made your way to Braeden’s motorcycle.

“This is probably going to be one of the most uncomfortable rides of your life. Ready?” she asked.

The two of you nodded your head, holding onto each other.

---

After entering the church, you held a flashlight in your hands, trying to look around carefully as you made your step further in. You stayed alert, on the lookout for Kate or anyone else that would be there.

You felt a weird sense rush over you, as you frowned slightly.

“What is it?” Braeden asked.

“I don’t know. I-I… It feels like Derek, but it's not,” you said.

You heard footsteps behind you three, as you tensed.

“Run.” 

You ran farther down into the church, following Braeden and Scott while you heard something growl behind you.

Braeden pushed you and Scott behind her, holding her shotgun as she fired at the creature. You could hear it growling, only getting madder.

“Ruina,” your eyes flashed purple, as the walls around you three collapsed onto the floor, blocking you off from the creature.

You turned around, seeing some sort of crypt with a logo on it.

“The Nagual jaguar god. I think we found Derek,” Braeden looked up at you.

You let out a shaky breath, before running your fingers through your hair. Tears began forming in your eyes as you placed your hand onto the crypt. You felt dead, scared of what you would see, whether or not Derek was there, whether or not he was okay.

“Intermissum,” you pushed on the crypt, while it broke open.

“Oh my god,” your eyes widened.

“That's not Derek,” Scott frowned.

“N-No… that's him,” you were in shock still, seeing Derek’s unconscious form laying inside. 

Except he was 15 again.

“Derek?” you called out his name, getting no response.

You pulled him out of the crypt, while you and Braeden kept him standing up. His feet dragged in the ground, while you continued to look at him, shocked.

“He’s 15,” you said to Scott.

“What? How?” he asked.

“I don’t know,” you shook your head.

“But I have a feeling we’ll be seeing Kate Argent again sooner than we want to.”

[the-cat-at-the-theatre-door]

Apologies if you have already answered something like this but: Which superpower does each cat want (or already have...) ???

Oooh, interesting question! I don’t think I’ve ever answered something like this (at least according to my memory). 

So, CATS superhero AU let’s go. I will admit that superheroes/powers are not exactly my area of expertise, but I gave it some thought and:

Alonzo -  Bone Manipulation and elasticity - an obvious one, but I can’t see him with anything else. The boy can literally shift his bones around should he so choose. 

Asparagus Jr - N/A - one of the only cats in this universe who *doesn’t* have superpowers. Acts a bit like the Giles of the group, providing information and guidance. There’s a rumour that he actually has the power of Perception and Power sensing, but it’s brushed off as being intuition. 

Bombalurina -  Pyrokinesis. They don’t call her the red queen for nothing.

Bustopher Jones -  Superhuman Senses. He actually *can* taste which direction someone’s gone by residue left behind. 

Cassandra -  Intelligence Absorption. Lot of himbos coincidentally around her. 

Coricopat/Tantomile - Already 100% psychic and telepathic, but they also both have telekinesis (Tantomile’s is in way better control than Coricopat’s is - sometimes he’ll just send objects flying by accident by staring into space)

Demeter - Sixth sense and Plant Manipulation.

Electra -  Camouflage or “the Chameleon Effect” - basically she can disappear into her surroundings flawlessly. Her coat specifically shifts its patterns to blend in better. 

Etcetera -  Echolocation. That scream serves a purpose (it’s also *extremely powerful*)

Grizabella -  Imperceptibility of self - she went a touch too far with it. 

Gus - Spirit projection - the ability started becoming more chaotic as he began to lose control over himself and his memories - now figures can (and do) appear at random.

Jellylorum -  Healing Touch - she can only heal a certain amount of times before it stops working. She’ll absorb damage into herself and it will mirror in her own body while she works through it. 

Jemima - Empath. Extremely sensitive to the emotions of others, and can absorb a certain amount of them into herself (So also emotional absorption - think of it like taking the edge off a pain - she can’t make it fully go away but can help make it more tolerable). Also has a bit of lunar manipulation. 

Jennyanydots -  Omnilingualism - the reason she’s able to get on with the cockroaches and mice so well is that she’s able to understand what they say to her and communicate with them. 

Macavity - Well he already has “powers of levitation” so the boy can fly, but I think he also has a form of shapeshifting and definitely has Catoptric Replication abilities. 

Mr Mistoffelees - He’s already a magic user, so he’s got the electricity manipulation, but also dabbles in powers of Necromancy and Absolute Life creation (as evidenced by him manipulating trash into moving puppets and pulling kittens out of thin air)

Mungojerrie - Accelerated healing. Bruise? What bruise? Live to trip over himself and maybe lose a finger another day, my dude. 

Munkustrap - Cryokinesis. The yin to Bombalurina’s yang. 

Old Deuteronomy - Regeneration. Near immortal and pretty much completely resistant to injury - that’s why he’s still around and kicking. He also has Eidetic memory.

Plato - Force Field Generation. Has a whole lot of trouble using it correctly.

Pouncival - Superhuman leaping - like a rubber ball, there he goes. 

Rumpleteazer -  Kinetic Absorption and repelling - I'm rubber you're glue, anything you throw my way bounces off me and sticks to you ;D

Rum Tum Tugger - Light Manipulation (attracted to sparkling things because of this) and Metafictional Manipulation (he’s a storyteller for a reason)

Rumpus Cat - Laser vision, obviously. Dude has glowing red eyes. 

Tumblebrutus -  Gravity Manipulation. Uses it to his advantage. 

Skimbleshanks - Superhuman speed. Has occasionally gone SO fast that he’s slipped into the folds of other dimensions, but not quite full leap. 

Victoria - Astrakinesis. She can move the very heavens should she wish it (goes nicely with her Warsaw star-dancing). She also has a bit of cosmic awareness.