#wip Enchanted Illusions

[mysticstarlightduck]

‼️Clickbait Description Tag Game 😱😱👇👇 ‼️

Thank you for the tag, @the-golden-comet! And honestly shoutout to @the-letterbox-archives for creating this lovely tag! I love a good tag game and this one is super cool!

Rules: explain the plot/premise of your wip/s as if it were a clickbait (or just a regular one if you don't want to do clickbait) y Youtube video.

Supernova Initiative

Hot 25-year-old and his group of friends trespass on a secret government property, you will never guess what happened next! 😱😱😱😱

Scrapyard Boys

UNBELIEVABLE billionaire conspiracy scheme uncovered by HOMELESS TEENAGER - have they lied to us this whole time?

Crooked Fable

HELP, my crazy rich aunt tried to kill my boyfriend and tried to gaslight me into thinking she was right! 😓💀

Song of Thorns

Have they cracked the code to ETERNAL BEAUTY AND IMMORTALITY - follow these 10 easy, that absolutely not murderously bloody rituals, steps to do the same! (authentic advice from Royal Alchemist)

The Crystal of Ash (New)

Don't fall for those absurd lies! Top 10 reasons why you should absolutely trust the Triarchy with your life without question. Don't be ridiculous. Trust us.

+ Bonus: Young crook attempts to ASSASSINATE the reputation of BELOVED local benefactor. Are kids these days truly lost?

The Last Wrath

They invaded her home and she lost everything! You'll never believe what this 16-year-old did next! 😱😱😱

Enchanted Illusions

TEN MORE PEOPLE KILLED by mysterious killer, GOVERNMENT TURNS A BLIND EYE - what is it that they are hiding? 🙄

Tagging (gently): @sleepy-night-child, @kaylinalexanderbooks, @smol-feralgremlin, @oh-no-another-idea, @littleladymab,

@winterandwords, @eccaiia, @sarahlizziewrites, @illarian-rambling

@agirlandherquill, @anoelleart, @ray-writes-n-shit

@writernopal, @anyablackwood, @unstablewifiaccess, @forthesanityofstorytellers, @finickyfelix

@i-can-even-burn-salad, @cakeinthevoid,

@lassiesandiego, @thepeculiarbird, @clairelsonao3, @memento-morri-writes, @starlit-hopes-and-dreams and OPEN TAG

[mysticstarlightduck]

Thank you so much for the tag! I'll go with some of the main cast from my WIPs Enchanted Illusions and Realms of Loss for this one. I hope I got this right!

As matches for your OCs (respectively) - from Enchanted Illusions

Ambrose Prosper- He likes optimistic people, and those who can match his absurdly high energy level (in the sense he rarely ever feels tired of constantly doing stuff or never feels overwhelmed and likes an intellectually stimulating company). However, he tends to overlook his own safety and needs while being so focused on his goals and studies and new inventions, so having someone who can offer him support and remind him to take breaks/care for himself, would help a lot.

Clarence Van Sterlling - Your OCs short temper might take him aback at first, but if there's someone who is persistent and patient once he decides he wants someone's friendship, that's him. He is a very sheltered vampire and has trouble navigating social cues- sometimes to his own peril - so having someone to protect him during those moments is great, especially because he is more than willing to furiously protect his partner should need be.

Harriet Sharppe - Oh boy, oh boy, does this girl like to have someone to talk to or share stories with. She is very extroverted, and since she spends most of her time in her mansion with her very introverted and quiet cousin, she has a lot of pent-up talking-energy and stories she wants to tell.

For the next person to find a match to - from Realms of Loss

Viktoras Aeravi - He is an honor-bound bastard son (which means he has some heavy emotional baggage no one else knows about) and is determined to bring peace to his father's lands while in exile. He likes people who have a moral code (as in, someone who wouldn't betray or lie to others), brave and kind people, plus anyone who is light-hearted/has a good sense of humor. Viktoras might be a bit conflicted about his feelings and insecurities at first, but as soon as he gets to warm up to that person, he becomes a hopelessly romantic and loyal partner.

Prince Archyvel - Personality-wise, Archyvel is a good person, but his upbringing, made him slightly vain and very unprepared for the real world - though he is determined to do the right thing. He likes someone with confidence, who believes in themselves (mostly because he wants to be able to cheer them on, which is a very "golden retriever" side of his personality) - he falls in love fast, and is very nervous about it (since he is afraid of actually showing his feelings and it not being mutual). He would be a very doting partner if given a chance.

Adaria Vytris - Due to how her oldest brother raised her, Adaria became someone who believes in being the most efficient/cutthroat in the room, and considers any hesitation or uncertainty as a weakness - this allowed her to survive in the ruthless outer cities they grew up in, but made her a rather mistrusting and very skittish person to actually get emotionally close to. This means, when it comes to any kind of relationship, she has no patience for those who can't keep up with her goals, and neither does she suffer fools, but is someone incredibly sweet (in an awkward way) and ruthlessly protective once the person proves themselves worthy of her trust and time - and if they can have the patience to actually see through her emotional walls, she is actually very kind.

Tagging: @doublegoblin, @oh-no-another-idea, @sm-writes-chaos, @aziz-reads, @clairelsonao3, and @gummybugg

Tag Game: OC Speed Dating

I decided I'd try out coming up with a new tag game, I think thats something I'm allowed to do?

So I'm going to to put some of my OCs forward and say what they look for in a person. And then, the next person can pick some of their OCs who might be a good match for them (Don't worry, it's just for fun). Then put something that OC might look for for in a person, for the next person to find a match for?

So if I say: Zhu Lin - Lin is cheerful and energetic, and likes to look out for people. She'd be looking for someone who needs someone to support them, so she can offer that support to someone.

Jacinda Caçador - Jacinda is a bit short tempered and has trust issues because of her past. She would be looking for someone patient who can bear with her as she warms up to them, before becoming their vigilant guard dog.

Naveed Sahin Hassan - Naveed runs a bar, in part because it lets him meet a lot of people and hear their stories. so he'd be looking for someone with a lot of stories to tell, who doesn't mind sharing them, and generally likes to talk a lot.

And then I'll tag: @ember-writer, @thatndginger, @mysticstarlightduck, @dogmomwrites and @fleurtygurl, if you fancy joining in on this one?

[dirty-bosmer]

WIP Wednesday

tagged by: @skyrim-forever @theoneandonlysemla @kookaburra1701 @pocket-vvardvark @heavy-metal-dick

thank you friends <3 I am tagging: @gilgamish @elavoria @unironicallytes @wispstalk @nuwanders @inkysqueed @sylvienerevarine @thequeenofthewinter @ladytanithia @rustyram035 @darcxaosit @throughtrialbyfire @sheirukitriesfandom @lady-iizsil @saltymaplesyrup @moriche

Trying my hand at something wholesome for once (lol). Was replaying the Oblivion Mage's Guild questline, and I thought of this little snip from Nim's past as a freshly minted Associate and perpetual pest.

Nim stumbled over her tongue, some amalgam of ‘it’s not what it looks like’ and ‘I was only borrowing them’ lodged in her throat like shards of bird bone. She’d never been a good liar, not without her illusion charms, but she couldn’t cast any now, not red-handed with Kud-Ei staring her down in the garish glow of the starlight. Kud-Ei would see right through her. With a wave of her hand, Kud-Ei shut the door behind her. “Put the robes back, Nimileth," she said gently. So gently it pained Nim. "Please.” The magic woven into the fabric hummed beneath her fingers— fortifying enchantments and protective augmentations— feats of costly, masterful spellwork that had made the decision to steal them all the more elementary. Arms moving as if under a command spell, Nim tucked the robes back into the drawers, pushing them deep, deep down like she was trying to shove her entire body in there with them. When she’d showed up on the guild hall’s doorstep, mud-caked and malnourished, Kud-Ei had offered her clothes from her own wardrobe out of kindness, a kindness Nim had no right to, a kindness Kud-Ei would surely never offer to others like her again.  I’m surprised it took her this long to learn, Nim thought cruelly, wondering who was the bigger fool: her for having sought acceptance with the Mages Guild or the others for having trusted her? She wasn’t like these people— the honest, educated mages who toiled at their craft. People who dedicated their lives to being better than they were. What illusion of goodness had Nim crafted to convince them she was worthy of a chance to try? She already knew she didn't belong here. She was cursed, came out the womb wrong, crooked and unwanted, desperation hanging off her bones like an ill-fitting skin.  The window shook. In the distance, a deep belly-laugh of thunder dissolved over the Niben. Storms were commonplace in Bravil, especially in the summer months when rain pelted the roofs as sure as the second-hand ticked along the face of the clock. A kind of drenching powerlessness to the routine of it. For the few weeks she’d lived here, Nim had found it strangely comforting, how easy it was to resign oneself to drowning while standing on two legs.  Kud-Ei shifted uneasily, and Nim knew what was coming next. The guild bylaws for theft were clear, and Nim would be lucky if a revoked recommendation was the least of the consequences she faced. But instead Kud-Ei reached into her pocket for a coin purse, pulled out a handful of septims and placed them in Nim’s palm with a sad, sympathetic smile. A smile Nim wanted to believe.

[ohtheewhorer]

The Bewitching Hour

Zombie!Husband!Joel Miller x Witch!F!Reader

A/N: figured that this would be a much better WIP to put out over my Dark Yandere Reader story, Sour, as of now during these times of mourning #ripJoelMiller

In your grief, you preform a powerful necromancy spell outlawed by all of witch coventry in order to revive your mentor and the object of your desires, Joel Miller. While it did work (sort of)…you are NOT in Jackson, Texas anymore. The spell sets forth a curse upon your world where the crumbling wasteland becomes a 1950s-1960s styled sitcom town. Within the illusion, you live as a housewife to a very doting and undead Joel while together raising his surrogate daughter. Slowly, your fantasy morphs into a nightmare as strange occurrences arise and threaten to destroy your new reality. Everything is not what it seems.

TW/Tags: horror, comedy, action, smut (MDNI +18), BIG legal age gap (peepaw Joel 61, reader 20s-early 30s), potential lovers to married, premature love loss, whole lotta fluff, lots of angst, canonical violence, blood and gore, death (and undeath) of Joel Miller, necromancy/necrophilia because it’s zombie!Joel, sitcom antics, dark elements, magic, crying, grief, depression, thoughts and attempts of suicide and other dark subjects, inspired by WandaVision

Series Masterlist

1:00 Pilot *

Transported to a strange town called Glimmerdale, you begin to have doubts that this undead Joel is your real Joel which forces a wedge between the two of you. Noticing your depressed state, Joel and Ellie plan a dinner with friends to lift your spirits but everything that could go wrong goes wrong.

2:00 The Snitching Hour

You bake cupcakes for a neighborhood watch meeting and accidentally enchant them with a truth spell, forcing everyone in attendance to confess their secrets. You struggle to keep your mouth shut as no one can know about your fucked up truth especially not when a familiar face decides to stroll into town; triggering your most haunting and traumatic nightmares.

3:00 The Witching Hour

You and Joel host a game night where every time you roll a dice, it alters reality slightly. Also, you learn that Maria is a fellow descendant of a low-tier witch family line and she informs you that your spell is slowly beginning to fail.

4:00 The Glitching Hour

Someone is continually rewinding and rewriting reality in your favor. It’s time for a witch hunt! Also, Joel and Tommy have a little hunt in the woods on their own when Joel stumbles upon a monstrous sight beyond comprehension.

5:00 The Pitching Hour

Ellie pitches a drive-in theater for her film club festival. Things take a horrific turn as she becomes self-aware. Also, Joel enters a jingle contest and writes an ear worm of a song that seems as if the whole town’s fascinated with it.

6:00 The Switching Hour

How’re you back in Jackson?!

7:00 The Bitching Hour

Things are beginning to get worse as the spell continues to absorb life and slowly deteriorate reality. You and Maria visit a local library in search of an answer. Ellie and Joel have a heart to heart. Also, Abby’s been watching you.

8:00 The Ditching Hour

You must make a crucial choice or the world as you know it will be doomed.

*Bonus 9:00 The Haunting Hour

Life after Glimmerdale

[prythianpages]

👀

End of the Year WIP ask game, "send me a 👀 and i’ll post a snippet of art/writing that i never got around to finishing this year (r.i.p)"

This is an Az one shot inspired by the song Holding Out for a Hero:

A shadow lingered outside the doorway of Nyx’s room, watching you and the Night Court’s heir with an intensity that could only belong to one person.

Azriel.

His eyes were fixed on you as you told Nyx one of your enchanting tales. Nyx loved when you babysat him, knowing he was in for a nice bedtime treat every time. You were a devoted nanny to him and, on the side, delved into the world of writing novels for children. You often used your magic to create vivid illusions in the air, bringing your stories to life with every word. Captivating not only the adorable child in the bed beside you but also the one lingering outside the doorway.

Azriel stood there for a moment, under the pretense of saying goodbye to his nephew. 

Cassian had seen through him and now stood at the bottom of the stairs, rolling his eyes with a knowing smirk while Nesta shoved him –a warning to not say a word. The Night Court’s spymaster was not as slick as he thought. Cassian had caught his lingering stares and flushed cheeks whenever you’d smile at him one too many times. 

It was obvious to him–and anyone, really–that Azriel had a crush on you.

Feyre and Rhysand had already bid their son farewell, as had Cassian and Nesta a couple of minutes ago. Rhysand had important business to attend to in Hewn City that required all of their presences. It would only be for a couple of hours.

Your voice filled the nursery as you continued your bedtime tale. Tonight, it was about a damsel in distress and a brave warrior.  With the movement of your hands, your illusions danced in the air, creating vibrant images of a princess in a tower.

"And so, the princess looked out from her tower with a heart full of longing," you narrated, your tone soft yet enthralling. "There was a labyrinth of evil creatures below her, content to keep her trapped in that tower forever…[insert rest of story here, how she waits for a knight in shining armor…]”

Nyx's eyes widened in awe, completely entranced by your storytelling and the magical images floating before him. He leaned forward, eager to hear more. “He’s gotta be stwong and fast!”

Azriel stepped into the room, and though his presence was usually quiet, Nyx’s head turned toward him. “Uncle Az!” Nyx exclaimed, eyes lighting up. “Like Uncle Az!”

Azriel’s heart swelled at the boy’s excitement, but his eyes remained on you. He gave you a polite nod in greeting, lips turning upwards into a small smile. He stepped forward, kneeling before Nyx’s bed on the side opposite of you.  “Couldn’t leave without saying goodbye to my favorite nephew, could I?”

Nyx lets out a delighted squeal and you resist the urge to laugh. He’s Azriel’s only nephew. Nyx then looks at you and then back at Azriel and then finally at you. “Can we make Uncle Az the hero? Pwetty please!”

“Of course,” you smile, heart fluttering as the silhouette of the knight turns into something more akin to Azriel’s. Nyx clapped his hands, delighted by his uncle’s addition to the story.

When your eyes met Azriel, you felt a spark and quickly turned your attention back to your magic. 

[sulphuricgrin]

WIP Wednesday

tagging: @skyrim-forever @changelingsandothernonsense @hircines-hunter @pocket-vvardvark @sanzas-reverie @scholarlyhermit @ggghoulish

@truth-01001001-liar @yansurnummu @theoneandonlysemla @thequeenofthewinter @firefly-factory @fangsandsoftgrass and anyone else cause I dunno how long I should make this ever growing list of mutuals I now have. god damn I love you all <3

Anyways, since I finished last week's oneshot, I'm back to the main fic. So not remotely as... interesting. If you see a mistake, no you didn't. (it is a wip and editing is a long ways away lol)

Her gaze sweeps the refectory for familiar faces ― well, familiar faces she’s willing to suffer the company of. It doesn’t take long to find a mer with familiar black hair pulled into a ponytail and wearing finer clothes. He was hunched over a book, drawing more than likely. With a smile, Lilliandra cloaks herself with an invisibility spell. It was unbelievable how easy it’s become, as if second nature, to feel the magicka kiss her skin and spread out all around her with her illusion work. She weaves through the room― others couldn’t see her, but they’d surely feel her if they touched. When she’s behind her target, she peeks over his shoulder, paying mind to hold her hair back from touching him. She bites her lip, whether from keeping herself from laughing or letting out a satisfied hum, she isn’t sure.  Her own face stares back at her, a talented hand carefully going over the details of her eyes in charcoal. This always amused her, pleased her, knowing she was this mer’s muse. All she had to do was breathe and it inspired him. Fascinating. She continues to observe for a few more seconds, this weirdly peaceful moment of Talserion’s, drawing her; but she grows bored quickly and lightly blows on his ear.  He reacts in a delightfully expected way― his shoulders stiffen and his hand halts over the paper, before closing the journal altogether. His head turns to look at her, blue eyes wide but cannot see her still. His eyes briefly dart over the place before narrowing. “Andra, could you not.” She loves how his pretty face pinches in annoyance. She lets the spell drop while laughing aloud, a grin plastered on her face. Tal is hardly amused. “You do realise how creepy that can be, yes?” he asks her, a small sigh leaving him.  She takes a step back, straightening her posture. “Get better at fighting illusion magic then,” she counters as her attention shifts to finding something to drink. There’s some food and water and maybe tea at the table Talserion sits, but not what she’s interested in. She over her shoulder, at the table behind her. Ah, there, a pot of black coffee kept warm on an enchanted hot plate. Due to its bitterness, it wasn’t a particular favorite to many here, surprisingly ― but Lilliandra thoroughly enjoyed it and the energy it gave her. She pours herself a cup and turns back to Tal. He’s simply watching her now, annoyance already gone away. She looks left, then right, figuring out where to sit. She wasn’t interested in sitting next to him, rather preferring to be across; but the long tables would mean she’s had to take a long walk around. Without hesitation, she takes a step onto the bench he sat on and then a step onto the table. Her stride is quick and confident as she makes it to the other side and takes a seat across Talserion. She takes a sip of her coffee, savoring the lovely mixture of bright tanginess and mild bitterness.  He smirks at her, unfazed by her brazen behavior. “It’s like you want the teachers to yell at you.” Her hands cup the porcelain, relishing in the warmth. She grins. “They can try. As if that stopped me the first time.” They both laugh. 

[matbenetti17]

General Name: Medyna Blurr Name Meaning: Medyna's name cames from the city of Medina and has an assonance with the greek myth of "Medea" Age: 85 (she looks younger because she uses lots of Concealment Stones) Gender: Female Species: Witch Occupation: Producer of TV programs (on crystal balls) Coven: Illusion Sexuality: Heterosexual Residence: Boiling Isles Magic/Abilities Like all witches, her connection to magic comes from a sac of magic bile attached to her heart.

As a member of the Illussion Coven Medyna can cast spells that allow her to create illusions. Appearance Medyna has short ash blonde and white hair. She has a gold tooth and long painted nails.

She has grayish green eyes and wears lots of makeup.

Although she always wears two Concealment Stones, her black pearl earrings that practically make her look sixty-five, she also has enchanted the mirror that she wears on her chest to always show her an image of when she was young.

Even though she seems young, Medyna still needs to lean on a walking stick with (what seems to be) a very precious spherical Galdorstone set in it. In reality it is her disguised with an illusion palisman Eyeris, despite her closeness to the Emperor's Coven she has not been able to part with it. The wood of her staff contains some gold dust, making it a very valuable object despite being antiquated.

Medyna usually wears a light blue chemise, dark turquoise bell-bottom trousers with a golden trim and black ankle boots. To hide the wrinkles on her neck and hands she always wears a blue scarf and white gloves, adorned with golden rings.

Even her belt has gold details, a little gift she gave herself when her husband Aurelius died. Personality (WIP) Likes: Mirrors, gold, jewels, feeling and looking younger, having affairs with young men Dislikes: Being treated (and called) as a grandma Relationships (WIP) Stats Strength: 4 Speed: 4 Agility: 3 Stealth: 5 Wisdom: 8 Magic: 8 Speech: 10 Extra Family: Aurelius Goldflee (husband), Argos Goldflee (son), Nephele Weaver (daughter-in-law), Frezier, Gia and Zyler Goldflee (grandchildren), Tempest Kelley, Rose Goldflee and Orion (great grandchildren)

Allies: Emperor's Coven, Adrian Graye Vernworth, Tommy (boyfriend)

Pet: Eyeris, the spider-eye palisman

[rivensdefenseattorney]

Stella Character Profile

(WIP)

Basic Information

Name: Estelle Alina Eos Solana

Race: Fairy

Age: 21

Gender: Female (She/Her)

Height: 5'9 (176 cm)

Unique Features

Skin shimmers in sunlight

Tanned Skin

Background & History

Education: Alfea Interdimensional College of Fae

Year: 3

Concentrated Study: Diplomacy & Leadership in Fae Realms

Minor Studies: Enchanted Visual Arts | Diplomatic Negotiation Strategies | Elemental Combat Techniques

Favorite Class: Artisanal Magic in Visual Arts

Birthplace: Kingdom of Solaria, Illumina

Relationships

Family

Father: Radius Solana

Mother: Luna Solana

Uncle: Celsius

Step-Mother: Countess Cassandra

Step-Sister: Chimera

Fiancé: Thoren

Friends

Bloom/Flora (Winx Best Friends)

Sky/Helia/Nabu (Specialist Best Friends)

Love Interests

Brandon

Personality Traits

Extroverted - Talkative, witty, and almost never run out of things to discuss. Happiness and satisfaction stem from the time she spends with the people she enjoys being with.

Impulsive/Spontaneous - May act on impulse and make decisions quickly. Enjoys living in the moment and is comfortable with unplanned adventures.

Showy - Every day is a performance, and Stella loves to put on a show. Loves to experiment with new styles, and constantly finds new ways to stick out in the crowd.

Strengths

Observant -  Natural when it comes to noticing real, tangible things and changes.

Charismatic - Has a magnetic personality that draws people towards her.

Bold - Not one to hold back, Stella doesn't mind stepping outside of her comfort zone when no one else is willing.

Weaknesses

Sensitive - Can be very vulnerable to criticism. May feel like she's been backed into a corner, sometimes reacting badly.

Poor Long-Term Planner - Rarely, if ever, considers laying out steps and consequences.

Unfocused - Anything that requires long-term dedication and focus is a particular challenge.

Fears

Heights

Darkness

Skills & Abilities

Excels in Light and Shadow Magic

Proficient in creating and dispelling illusion spells

Proficient in defensive hand-to-hand combat

Can see through most illusion spells

Can see color auras around others

Hobbies & Interests

Manages her social media presence

Designs clothing

Shopping

Hosting Social Events

Running

Making smoothies and face masks

Quirks & Habits

Follows a vegetarian diet

Color blind at night

Never seen dressed casually

Gets a spa treatment at least once a week

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Winx Rewrite Master Post

Stella's Playlist

[kcscribbler]

WIP Wednesday

Tagged by @elodiah and @lokimobius !

Angst incoming. Set in semi-near future of this new AU.

For one moment and one moment only, Loki considers breaking the enchantment here. Curtailing the visions before they can be re-integrated. Letting the remainder of these moments fade back into the mist. Nothing good could possibly come of them. They are only going to prove what Loki had learned the first day he entered this accursed TVA, with its façade of divine benevolence, its belief that it was the center of the universes, that all should bow to the whims of their elusive, omniscient Timekeepers. You were born to cause pain and suffering and death. That’s how it is, that’s how it was, that’s how it will be. And it happens again, and again, and again. Why had he ever hoped it could be otherwise, when the Fates themselves seem to continuously demand he be a sacrifice on a self-made altar. But he made a promise. And at this point, keeping his word is all he has left to give. One final chance to turn back; or to do the right thing, to shatter the illusion.

No-pressure tagging @in-my-loki-feels , @thosegayoldmen , @loki-is-my-kink-awakening , @peppermintkamz , @izumiyagami14 and @asoeiki . You know what to do!

[pegartisus]

whoa nelly, an actual drawing from me?? Celestia wip using elements of my AU; battle-scarring incurred prior to Luna's fall, received from all the fighting she and Luna did (who is also heavily scarred) against monsters and assorted baddies before the founding of Equestria she uses an enchanted disguise to hide her old injuries as a way to maintain this pure and pristine appearance, a facade of godhood (alicorns are incredibly tough and long-lived creatures, but not immortal) and upon Luna's return, who doesn't hide any of her battle-scarring, she encourages Celestia to drop her illusions and bring herself back down to an approachable level; "we are here to protect this world and the creatures who inhabit it, sister, not rule over them"

[ink-flavored]

📚,🧝,🐈‍⬛, 🪄 for the WIP of your choice?

thank you!! i'll answer these for Dragon Raising, which should be fun, I haven't talked about that one in a while

📚What “type” of fantasy is your WIP? High, low, urban, historical etc.?

It's an urban fantasy! It takes place in modern day Chicago, except magic portals keep popping up all over the city, spitting out fantasy creatures, and then disappearing.

🧝Do other fantasy species exist in your WIP? Describe them!

The main types of non-human people in this WIP are fairies and pixies, since the Lenora is a fairy and one of the concept ideas I had involved a pixie.

Lenora, as a fairy, is a human-sized person with thin butterfly-like wings. Her hair is a natural blue and will spontaneously sprout flowers if she's in a good mood. All fairies have an affinity for magic, especially nature magic, and are obligate herbivores - they literally cannot digest meat and struggle with animal products like milk. In her home dimension, she would have lived in a giant tree or mushroom depending on the climate.

Pixies, while related to fairies, are very different. They only get about as a big as a human child, even as adults, and are not nearly as restricted in their diet. They eat mostly plants, but also insects and small animals like birds or rodents. They also have wings, closer to like wasp wings, longer than the butterfly wings. They also have an affinity for dispelling magic, removing spells and enchantments from things, but they can also cast spells of their own (usually illusions or other methods of trickery). In their home dimension, they would live in trees or mushrooms like fairies, and sometimes they even live with fairies to help conceal their homes from the outside world with the illusion magic.

🐈‍⬛What are some unique superstitions or cultural taboos in your WIP? How common are they?

Lenora grew up being taught that if she saw a dragon flying overhead, it meant good luck! She doesn't see too many dragons flying over her anymore—Hayden's baby dragons are usually running around at her feet begging for table scraps. She considers them good luck anyway <3

🪄Is there magic in your WIP? Where does it come from?

The people and animals that get spit out of magic portals aren't completely cut off from their home dimension. They have access to magic through whatever nonsense brought them to Earth in the first place, able to reach back through realities and bring some of that power through.

Nobody knows how this works. In the fantasy-dimension, magic is detectable component of their world, like gravity, and people have speculated it has something to do with connection to the realm of the dead, their gods, or spirits working through the living. All this just makes it even more confusing!

[try out my 100 Question Fantasy Worldbuilding ask game]

[mysticstarlightduck]

Kiss Picrew Tag!

I was inspired by this amazing post by @mk-writes-stuff, and decided to make a few of my own with my WIPs characters! I'll go with Song of Thorns, Supernova Initiative, Of Starlight and Beasts and Enchanted Illusions because I had free time and hyperfocus lmao! Let's go!

By the way, if you like this, please reblog, it helps a lot 💕

Augustus & Harriet (Enchanted Illusions)

Aaah, my lovelies! Augustus, the book's resident necromancer, and Harriet, our lovely weirdo. They've got a little blood splashed onto their faces, probably as a result of a battle they've just won, but they don't mind (he is a necromancer and she has seen some stuff, why would they mind lmao?)

Renn & Roselyn (Song of Thorns)

They're adorable and I love them with all my heart, Your Honor, lmao. Renn is a half-vampire fey who was born a noble and became a thief due to unfortunate circumstances, and Roselyn is his sweetheart who is a spirited girl ready to defeat the King.

Elveryn & Cadenza (Song of Thorns)

The Monster Hunter who fell in love with an Elven Fey and both of them had a redemption arc. Technically his hair isn't white (Kane's is, not his) but a very pale shade of blond that the picrew didn't have, and he actually wears precision goggles instead of glasses, but you get the idea!

Tarrant & Aiden (Song of Thorns)

Tarrant (the one with red hair), the Silver Snake, and his lover Aiden (they/he), with whom he has a secret love story (which is a secret he has to keep hidden lest endanger Aiden because of his employer). Somewhat-starcrossed lovers with a dash of them being two angsty fools who are bad at communication lmao.

Jasen & Prince Alaric (Song of Thorns)

The Prince (Alaric) and the Pauper (Jasen), essentially! Again, Alaric's hair is actually a shade between dark auburn and dark blond, but I couldn't find it in the picrew so I went with the next best thing. They haven't had a chance to really kiss in the story but have been pining (without being aware that the feeling is mutual because they sure as heck are bad at reading emotions lmao.) for over a year, and really want to have that chance!

Jack & Lyorna (Supernova Initiative)

Once more, lol, Jack's hair is actually not this shade - he is red-haired, but his hair color is more of a natural auburn than this - but regardless! Lyorna is a young freedom fighter from an alien planet in the Khosmonian galaxies, and they meet during Jack's mission there and fell in love! They are adorable and stubborn.

Deimos & Vesper (Supernova Initiative)

ENEMIES TO LOVERS Y'ALL!!! Actually it's more of a Rivals-to-lovers situation lmao, but still. The Sniper and the Assassin. The Alien and the Cyborg. Both incredibly efficient at what they do, they initially annoyed each other to no end and were infuriated at the prospect of having to work together, but slowly, oh so slowly, started to care for each other and eventually fell in love, begrudgingly lmao.

Arammys & Corah (Of Starlight and Beasts)

The Mage and the Knight! Friends to Lovers! Arammys meets Corah by accident after losing his memories, and the duo embarks on a fateful quest to save the continent from a warmongering queen and break an ancient prophecy, after she (Corah) learns of the land's fate.

(Arammys hai is actually golden but I didn't find the option!)

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@i-can-even-burn-salad, @cakeinthevoid

@lassiesandiego, @thepeculiarbird, @clairelsonao3, @memento-morri-writes, @starlit-hopes-and-dreams and OPEN TAG

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A Link Between Worlds - Enchantment

@zelinkcommunity here’s my excerpt for WIP Wednesday! Link unexpectedly interrupts the middle of Zelda’s solitary study session:

“Come on,” the Hero breathed, before quickly shuffling back towards the door. He cracked it open and peeked outside, as if checking for something. Again, Zelda eyed him like he was a lunatic. “Link, it’s always a pleasure to see you,” she whispered as she joined his side. “But what is all of this about?” He turned to her, eyes bright and grin even brighter. “I’m here to rescue you.” Zelda was taken aback by this. “Er…rescue me?” He nodded without fear. “Yep.” “From what, exactly?” “This dusty old room!” he said with a quiet laugh. “It’s a beautiful day outside, you know? No point in wasting it away in here.” Zelda continued to eye him, almost wondering if he was an illusion that her weary mind had conjured amidst her daydreams. This couldn’t actually be real, could it? As if to counter that very thought, Link fully faced her, shining blue eyes staring deep into her own. “This is what you’ve been waiting your whole life for, isn’t it?” he asked, his voice both innocent and sweet. “For someone to come to your rescue?” Zelda promptly flushed. She couldn’t believe it. This boy. This handsome, sweet, and enchanting boy had discerned her secret. A desire which she had long kept locked away inside of her heart. And yet, he had just cast the truth right out into the open, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. She tried to speak, but merely stuttered. “H-How did you…” “Don’t worry about that,” he insisted with a casual shake of his head. “Just tell me, you want to go, don’t you? Away from here?” Thoughts of sunshine and green grass and warm winds brought a smile to her lips. The answer should have been obvious. Why was she even hesitating? “Of course, Link,” she said with a nod. “Take me away, would you?”

[afoolandathief]

Countdown to NaNo, Part 4/4: Some more characters ...

Two days till NaNoWriMo! I'm not sure how ready I am for it, but for my last post, here's some more characters in Something Wicked:

Violet Anouilh

A hedgewitch living in a ranch outside Las Vegas with her mother, Marie, where they care for monsters and other supernatural creatures in need. Her powers specialize in plant and fungal growth. Likes: Jade Shaw. Dislikes: Caz Mraz

Ruby Hall

Jade's best friend and a witch working at a casino as a magician's assistant. The real trick? She's a master of illusions and the magician in question is her rabbit and familiar, Domino.

Lila Brown

Caz's ex and a werewolf with a past. She and Caz had a wild time in the 90s and 2000s, but something happened since that led to her not speaking to Caz beyond a few sentences.

Amber and Ember Byrne

The Byrne twins operate a funeral home in a strip mall in Las Vegas, serving as a front for selling all manner of ingredients to other witches. With Everett "Ember" Byrne's fire magic and Amber's necromancy, they make a formidable pair indebted to Theoris Myrina since the late 80s. Which brings us to ...

Theoris Myrina

Jade's former mentor and head of the Southwest Coven, which Jade was a part of until she made a deal with a vampire. According to the Byrne twins, Theoris is making some big changes due to some influences back east.

Kenneth Brooks

A detective on the verge of retirement trying to solve a series of seemingly unconnected homicides and disappearances. Old-fashioned cop not afraid of old-fashioned policework — such as blackmailing Caz and Jade to do his dirty work for him.

Amelia [redacted]

Caz's last girlfriend, who left him after interpreting his secretiveness and strange habits as signs of a drug addiction. Caz is determined to win her back (but if he happens to date some others along the way, including a rich Fae prince, what’s the harm?).

Post 1/4, Post 2/4, Post 3/4

WIP: Something Wicked

Status: Draft 3.5 (rewrite)

NaNo profile: afoolandathief

NaNoWriMo 2022 Goal: Maybe 50K? we'll see

WIP taglist: (ask to be +/-): @author-a-holmes, @avian-writes, @captain-kraken, @ceph-the-ghost-writer, @digital-chance, @diphthongsfordays, @drippingmoon, @ellierenae, @enchanted-lightning-aes, @faelanvance, @fearofahumanplanet, @flowerprose, @frankiestfrank, @houndmouthed, @joaniejustwokeup, @leiwritess-moved, @mjayatlas, @outpost51, @purplezebraproductions, @rhymingteelookatme, @somealienquill, @thegreatobsesso, @thelaughingstag, @vylequinnewriting, @writing-is-a-martial-art

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WIP ... Some day...

So we're probably closer to Friday... but I've been tagged in WIP Wednesday by the incredible @thequeenofthewinter and @dirty-bosmer. I'm slowly, slowly starting to chip away at the masses of OUTSTANDING chapters to catch up on and I've been hammering at a little bit of Layers of Snow and Ash. It's been tricky and chances are this snippet will be severely chopped and tidied before the next chapter is ready.

I'm so late to WIP Wednesday and I have no idea who has been tagged already or not so... if you see this and haven't posted a WIP yet, this is my invitation to you.

Today's screenshot represents me trying to write this chapter and Nera trying to cope with all the new people in the college.

<3

Chapter 12 - The Tour

From their position in the crowd, Nera and Brelyna were barely close enough to hear Master Ervine. Her voice was nearly lost on crashing waves of several footsteps. The fragile, icy shell that had sealed the courtyard earlier was well and truly shattered by the morning sun as flaming rays of sunlight bathed the layers of frost on trees. Nera nearly fell into the person in front of her as the group abruptly stopped next to one of the magical light fountains.

“You will have noticed this, as well as the several others around the college, I’m sure. We ask that you do not touch these. In simple terms they channel the magic being used here, keeping it safe and stable. Any interferences could result in catastrophic consequences…”

“Like another great collapse?!” a tiny voice squeaked.

The group turned to the speaker while Master Ervine pulled her lips together in a tight line. The person, an elf, blushed, turning their olive skin pink and they quickly pulled their hood down over their head. The only thing that could be seen of their face were swirling, thorny tattoos coating their chin like a beard.

Master Ervine cleared her throat. “I won’t lie, it’s certainly a risk. This college currently has four hundred mages studying and working here. It takes a vast amount of energy to accommodate this power.”

Nera’s eyes widened. “Where are they all?” she blurted out and felt the eyes of the group land on her. She nearly apologised for speaking out of turn but a quick look from Brelyna saved her. She was a Maryon now. She could ask any questions she wanted.

“You have Master Neloren to thank for that,” Master Ervine said. “He is our Master of Illusion and has helped enchant the college to be capable of sustaining large groups of students while maintaining a tranquil environment. Now if there are no further interruptions…”

Nodding, Nera ignored the group until Master Ervine started walking onwards. Brelyna nudged her with a silent glare but too many people were crowded around them. Saying anything was impossible so Nera settled for a subtle shrug. She winced as one of the Argonians stepped on her foot, however she had no way to tell if it was a harmless mistake of someone crushed in a small group, or a deliberate attack. She shook herself. This wasn’t Windhelm. There would be no attacks.

Master Ervine led them across the courtyard and stopped outside of the Lustratorium. “Before we enter, I must let you know, there are some plants in here which may be considered dangerous, they will not harm you unless you try to disturb them. Please do not touch anything.”

Silent mutterings of agreement rose from the group. Nera gasped as she was shoved forward, stuck in the current of flapping robes and stamping boots. She hurried forward, avoiding the harsh slap of a tail and ended up behind the crimson clad battle mages.

Entering the Lustratorium was intoxicating. Her eyes watered as soon as her feet crossed the threshold, her nose burned as a hundred types of pollen wafted over her. She wasn’t the only one affected by the plants and several mages coughed, wiping their eyes on their sleeves. Master Ervine looked over her shoulder and smirked.

“You get used to it.”

Somehow Master Ervine was able to speak over the coughs and sneezes of the new mages. They passed plants from different corners of Tamriel and Nera resented being pushed forward, longing for a chance to stop and admire the flowers. Especially when Master Ervine mentioned alien flora and leaves from Morrowind.

[mysticstarlightduck]

(One of the worst things a good-aligned OC did in one of my WIPs, aside from murder) In Enchanted Illusions (during his backstory) Thaddeus prioritized his revolutionary endeavors over spending time with those closest to him, breaking his promise of being there for his friends, and due to Thaddeus constantly getting in trouble with powerful and dangerous people that absence turned into a mistake that cost his friends' lives - which is also a reason why he is so cautious, so that this would never happen again.

Besides murder, what’s the worst thing your OC has done to another person?