I just got a shit ton of markers so here's a drawing of Chara from yet another au I have done nothing with lmao.

I do not have much experience with inking and coloring traditionally so it's not the best, but I think it came out pretty good all things considered! ^^

26 for ask game?

26. you're tasked with writing an official side story/spin-off roleplay (void paradox, mermaid tale, upside-down story), what would that look like?

a while ago i had a phase where i spent a lot of time thinking about what the character changes in upside down stories would look like if it was reverse spin-offed back into mcd but alas i wrote none of it down and barely remember anything i came up with </3

gist of it was aph as the result of a botched attempt at reviving the shadow lord (who is irene. if you care.) leaving her without memories and limited access to her previous power. she latches hard onto the two shadow knights who attempted the resurrection which works for them bc its either the shadow lord favors them or theyre getting the torture labyrinth for all eternity tomorrow. those shadow knights being:

garroth, who was set to inherit the lord title in o'khasis before an assassination he believes was a coordinated coup from his brothers (was it???? we may never know but he certainly believes it). this happening when he was young, leaving him unable to even grow enough to plan to join the guard academy leaving him no outlet to begin to unlearn everything he'd internalized as the closest thing ru'an has to a crown prince. leaving him a bit of an asshole. and well all that time in the nether afterwards certainly doesn't help him become a well adjusted adult. he still has this core belief that he Deserves some sort of power in some society, and if he needs to turn to more drastic measures than waiting for his dad to die then so be it.

and laurance who also became a shadow knight a lot earlier than canon and has been largely disillusioned with how things are run both in the nether and in society at large for a long time. thinks the best thing to do would be to let everything burn. where garroth still holds a lot of determination for clawing his way back up to the top, laurance is largely apathetic and has long let the morals he held in his human life and early shadow knight years slip. when he realizes aphmau is like a Person rather than just an empty vessel and proof of his fuck up, she's one of the first things he cares about in a long time.

laurance and garroth were not friends prior to this and just had similarly aligning goals at that moment and now are either stuck with each other or the torture labyrinth mentioned above.

idk much abt what the other characters are up to. but i can imagine zane being a really benevolent and beloved figure in o'khasis which pisses garroth off sooo bad when he finds out

going off of pdh upside down stories, i imagine the plot follows aphmau some time after whatever is going on above meeting whoever gene is in this world and being like hm. maybe i dont want to run a necromancy army forever. i'd need to go back and rewatch pdh upside down stories if i wanted to take this au anywhere again....

Not about a current story but you should share a draft you like/abandoned story

YAY ok ok!

Remember the necromancy au??? This one

I started writing a whole story for it and was going to be three whole books, centered around Tommy and Phil. (I'll add what I have in my drafts in the reblog of this)

First off, some world building: the supernatural like the undead and necromancers as well as creatures like unicorns, fae, some witchcraft and spells, wards etc., but it's all pretty hidden/rare to come across, and a lot of it depends on how much you believe (not that that stops them from existing). The government has a Supernatural Police Force that enforces supernatural law, but also, specifically hunts down necromancers and anything related to the undead. Highly illegal. Anything in that category--necromancers especially--are considered taboo, subversions of nature and incredibly dangerous. Unfortunately, necromancy is an ability you're born with, it doesn't work well to try and force it. Anyway, the world is about 60/40 split for belief, of course with tons of people on an "unsure" scale in between.

Tommy is in denial.

After the death of his mother, he's just gotten settled in a new town and is simply doing his best as an 18 year old all on his own. A lot of people have a hard time believing that his last name is actually "Innit", not to mention he doesn't have a driver's licence or much work history, but Puffy and Niki make sure he gets a good job in their shop. Unfortunately, he unwittingly closes up one night without the wards in place on the shop and some...visitors get in. It's not his fault, Tommy never learned anything about this supernatural crap, but now Puffy is calling "exterminators" and whispers of ghost sightings and necromancers on the run are going around. Blonde haired, blue eyed necromancers, supposedly from Tommy's home town.

Tommy panics, but in self fulfilling prophecy, he only acts more suspicious and finds himself literally running from the SPF, when he meets Philza and realizes that this is the necromancer they're looking for.

Philza wants absolutely nothing to do with this; the last thing he needs is a kid. Things were going well in this town, he doesn't understand what suddenly went wrong! Now he has to leave again, but whatever, that's routine by now. Thankfully, Tommy seems just as eager to stay away from him as Phil is and he escapes successfully.

...until Tommy somehow ends up backed into a corner with him once again, in the new town, and he can't just leave a kid to fend for himself against the SPF, so they make a temporary truce.

From there it's not hard for Phil to figure out that Tommy is a necromancer, he isn't exactly great at hiding it. Those powers are dangerous left unchecked, so Phil can't just not teach him. It's only until he's good enough to go off on his own, Phil promises himself. Even if Tommy is weirdly endearing, despite getting into trouble and bringing home a random stranger who, thank the gods, doesn't seem phased by death magic. Even if he rather painfully reminds Phil of the kid he left behind all those years ago.

Necromancy adventures ensue; found family with an ancient undead warrior, Some Guy, and a couple ghostly other friends. At last, it all comes to a head when their backstories collide, the long-lost father-son realization it's been skirting around for some time is officially revealed and once again, the SPF are hot on their tails and Phil can't let go this time.

But yeah, that never got very far. I still adore it, I just know I'm never gonna finish it. Thank you so much for asking! I love sharing my drafts and abandoned stories. If you want to hear more, I made the Library of Alexandria (Angel's lost/unfinished works) on Ao3 for everything that I couldn't bear to let collect dust in my drafts ☆

LCDrarry 2021 Master List

Dear lovely Participants, Creators, Alpha and Beta Readers, Commentors, Cheerleaders, Readers and Fans of our fest,

Our 3rd installment of LCDrarry is coming to an end, and we'd like to thank you all for taking part in our little fest, for creating so many amazing new Drarry works for us all to enjoy, for commenting on your favourite creations, for sharing and recommending the LCDrarry gems with your friends and blog followers, and for making this fest another amazing experience for everybody!

You can find out under the cut who created what ;D

~Your LCDrarry Mods Tami ( @celilasart​ ) and Suzi ( @erin-riwen​ )

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Podfic

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[Podfic] Harry Potter And The Disorder Of The Phoenix

Title: "Harry Potter And The Disorder Of The Phoenix" Written by: postjentacular Read by: @porcelainsalt​ | bluedreaming (AO3) Word Count: 1,304 words / 8 minutes Rating: General Warnings: none

Summary: An exasperated werewolf-slash-professor, a decidedly not-dead drama queen, a brat, and a straight white man settle down to watch a movie. It goes as well as you’d expect.

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Art

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[Art] At the Beginning (With You)

Prompt: "Anastasia", 1997, Don Bluth and Gary Goldman Artist: @zandragorin​ Art Medium: Digital Art Rating: Teen Warnings: none

Summary: It's one, two, three, and suddenly he sees it a glance.

View "At the Beginning (With You)" on AO3.

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[Art] Between Your Heart and Mine

Prompt: "Crimson Peak", 2015, Guillermo del Toro Artist: @kryptidfox​ Art Medium: Digital Art Rating: General Warnings: none

Summary: Auror Harry Potter is called to investigate barren and isolated Malfoy Manor, home to Sir Draco Malfoy. There, he finds forgotten secrets, lingering ghosts and perhaps even love.

View "Between Your Heart and Mine" on AO3.

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[Art] Fallen

Prompt: "Chocolat", 2000, Lasse Hallström Artists: @julcheninred​ & m4gOrtz Art Medium: paper, thread, chalk, ink Rating: General Warnings: Food, Depression, Clergy

Summary: As Père Harry passed the window of the chocolate shop early on Easter morning, he was shocked to discover the Comte de Malfoy, who had destroyed the shop's window display and fallen asleep in his grief and exhaustion.

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[Art] I am only one side of a coin.

Prompt: "Merlin", 2008-2012 Artist: @digthewriter​ Art Medium: Digital Art in Photoshop Rating: General Warnings: none

Summary: The better side, obviously. Merlin/Harry Potter fusion. Harry as Merlin & Draco as Arthur.

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[Art] No Sweeter Innocence Than Our Gentle Sin

Prompt: "Romeo and Juliet", Shakespeare Artist: writingsbydestiny Art Medium: Digital Art Rating: General Warnings: none

Summary: Inspired by Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare starring Draco Malfoy as Juliet Capulet and Harry Potter as Romeo Montague.

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[Art] The Malfoy Family

Prompt: "The Addams Family", 1991, David Levy Author: @moondraconis​ Art Medium: Digital Art Rating: General Warnings: None

Summary: Harry and Draco have just got engaged. Now Harry has to sit for a family portrait with his weird new in-laws.

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[Art] The Poet's Choice

Prompt: "Portrait of a Lady on Fire", 2019, Céline Sciamma Artist: @kairennart​ | Personaje (AO3) Art Medium: Digital Art Rating: General Warnings: none

Summary: On an isolated island in Brittany at the end of the eighteen century, Harry is commissioned to paint a wedding portrait of Draco without him knowing, since he refuses to pose. That means a lot of staring, and a lot of time together. Time goes by, and, inevitably, like everything in life, they fall in love. But Harry has to finish his painting, and Draco has to get married.

View "The Poet's Choice" on AO3.

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[Art] there are dangerous men about

Prompt: "The Legend of Zorro”, 2005, Martin Campbell Artist: @dragontamerdame | dragontamerdrarry (AO3) Art Medium: Digital Art Rating: Teen Warnings: None

Summary: Two wizards engaging in a vicious duel, but make it gay and sexy.

View "there are dangerous men about" on AO3.

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Fic & Art

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[Fic & Art] One More Lantern

Prompt: “xxxHoLiC”, 2006-2010 (anime)/2013 (live action) Author/Artist: vivi1138 Word Count/Art Medium: 8,373 words & Digital Art Rating: Teen Warnings: Smoking

Summary: Harry is plagued by spirits who seem intent on devouring him, and there’s only one place they can’t follow: a house hidden in wizarding London, belonging to Draco Malfoy. Harry didn’t intend to stay. He certainly didn’t foresee falling in love. Yet here they are. A slice of life where Draco is a sap, Harry buys ice cream, and spirits keep throwing their peaceful life into chaos.

Read and view "One More Lantern" on AO3.

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[Fic & Art] In the Shadow of Your Heart

Prompt: Howl's Moving Castle, 2004, Hayao Miyazaki Author: @fantalf​ Word Count/Art Medium: 854 words & Digital Art Rating: General Warnings: sectumsempra scars, memory loss

Summary: When the recluded ex-Death Eater Draco Malfoy finds Harry Potter wandering around the hills, with no memory whatsoever of who he once was, he and Teddy decide to welcome him into their little family.

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Fic

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[Fic] Paging Healer Twatwaffle

Prompt: "House M.D.", 2004-2012, TV-Series Author: @veelawings​ Word Count: 1,550 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: Mild dub-con and manipulation, but they’re already friends with benefits.

Summary: Healer Malfoy is an absolute wanker.

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[Fic] (Let's Take Our Time) Just Moving Slow

Prompt: "Holidate", 2020, John Whitesell Author: Melacka Word Count: 1,886 words Rating: Teen Warnings: none

Summary: Harry and Draco have a mutually beneficial arrangement: automatic dates for all holidays and public events, no questions asked, no obligation, no strings. It all seemed like such a good idea when they started. Harry certainly never expected to develop feelings for Draco.

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[Fic] Jurassic Drarry

Prompt: "Jurassic Park", 1993, Steven Spielberg Author: PhenomenalAsterisk Word Count: 1,941 words & Digital Art Rating: General Warnings: Unconventional disposal of dinosaurs; fanart includes graphic image of meat

Summary: An unflappable palaeontologist, a sexy chaos theorist, and a distracted palaeobotanist are called in to tour an eccentric billionaire's pet project.

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[Fic] My Saviour Won't Stop Texting Me

Prompt: "Hercules", 1997, Ron Clements, John Musker Author: fwooshy Word Count: 5,012 words Rating: Teen Warnings: Texting fic

Summary: Long ago, in Ancient Greece, there was a man named Draco Malfoy who sold his soul to Voldemort. Tortured by his sins, he... oh, who am I kidding? This is a Hercules AU texting fic, not some Greek tragedy! Harry and Draco get together and everyone has phones in Ancient Greece. Please enjoy.

Read "My Saviour Won't Stop Texting Me" on AO3.

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[Fic] The Malfoy Family

Prompt: "The Addams Family", 1991, David Levy Author: floydig Word Count: 7,088 words Rating: Mature Warnings: All Addams Family Warnings Apply, Morbid and Dark Humor, Loving Horror, Mild Body Horror (fun), Carnivorous Plants, Blasphemy, Necromancy, Implied Sexual Content

Summary: The Malfoy Family is the Addams Family, and things are about to get interesting. Draco and Harry Malfoy are odd, intriguing, endearingly creepy, and completely and utterly infatuated with one another. This is going to be a fun one. Featuring deadly magical creatures as house pets, recreational use of Unforgivable Curses, hungry carnivorous plants, and plenty of mayhem in between. Also, the whole thing takes place at a Magical Multi-Purpose Store. The Malfoy Family goes shopping!

Read "The Malfoy Family" on AO3.

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[Fic] Love that Blinds

Prompt: "The Batman", 2004-2008, TV-Series Author: aminathescorpio Word Count: 7,245 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: Brief graphic descriptions of violence, dubious consent, gaslighting

Summary: When Draco Malfoy gets accepted to work as a psychiatrist in Azkaban Asylum, he finds himself caught in a complicated relationship with none other than Azkaban's most infamous resident: Harry Potter.

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[Fic] Sesame Seeds and the Entire Spectrum of Human Emotion

Prompt: "The Proposal", 2009, Anne Fletcher Author: @bisexualronaldweasley​ Word Count: 9,530 words Rating: Mature Warnings: Nudity, Boat Incident, references to past abuse/neglect

Summary: Faced with exile, Draco pretends to be engaged to Harry Potter, who agrees to play along for Narcissa's sake. When they're forced to spend a weekend together celebrating the engagement with the Weasleys, they might try to kill each other, or... they might just fall in love. . Based on the movie The Proposal (2009), though you don't have to have seen the movie to understand the fic!

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[Fic] Ghost

Prompt: "Ghost", 1990, Jerry Zucker Author: @maraudersaffair​ Word Count: 10,761 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: major character death (MCD), canon-typical violence, grief and mourning

Summary: When Harry is killed tragically during an Auror raid gone wrong, Draco does his best to move on. He's even a little cheered when Theo Nott starts pursuing him. Then Sybil Trelawney visits Draco.

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[Fic] all in good time

Prompt: "Groundhog Day", 1993, Harold Ramis Author: saltwatergarden Word Count: 13,054 words Rating: Mature Warnings: mentions alcohol

Summary: Draco Malfoy's life is boring and repetitive. He supposes he shouldn't complain, since that's better than sharing a house with Voldemort, or doing time in Azkaban. When he gets trapped in a time loop, however, he is forced to confront the routine he has fixed for himself, and try to break out of it. It isn't all bad, facing no consequences for his actions can be fun for a bit. But after he starts visiting the Auror Headquarters and having brief but remarkably pleasant conversations with one Auror Potter, he finally has the real motivation to break out of the time loop - something worth sticking around for.

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[Fic] Star Crossed

Prompt: "Romeo and Juliet", Shakespeare Author: GallifreyisBurning Word Count: 13,615 words Rating: Teen Warnings: none

Summary: Two Quidditch teams, alike in dignity, In fair Great Britain, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. The Wimbourne Wasps and the Appleby Arrows have been bitter rivals for centuries. When a nasty brawl ends one of their Seekers’ careers, the teams need new blood to take up the slack and divert attention from the bad publicity. And who better to distract the press than the infamous Draco Malfoy and golden boy Harry Potter? Called back from successful careers abroad, the pair are once again to be pitted against one another in an epic feud. Too bad no one told them that before they started flirting…

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[Fic] The Slytherin Host Club

Prompt: "Ouran high school host club", 2006, Bisco Hatori and Takuya Igarashi Author: shushu_yaoi_lj Word Count: 14,377 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: explicit sexual content, scars, non-graphic mention of past abuse

Summary: Harry is simply looking for a quiet place to finish his Potions essay.It's a pity he ends up at the Slytherin Host Club instead. Or maybe it's a blessing in disguise, since he's had a crush on Malfoy since the beginning of his eighth year...

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[Fic] It is on the other side of my soul (where your name is written)

Prompt: "Call Me By Your Name", 2017, Luca Guadagnino Author: opaleopioid Word Count: 16,372 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: implied switching, rimming, anal sex, no age difference (HP canon-compliant age difference)

Summary: Harry’s having it all, now that the unpleasantries of being treated like a loose cannon is gone: the war is well over, and Voldemort is long dead. He’s made the choice to stay in B, an unplottable magical town in Northern Italy, whose protection wards had kept him in one piece at the height of the second wizarding war, and whose seclusion provides him with the quiet, normal life that he now lives. Harry adores the grassy hills that enclose B like the warm arm of a mother; Likes playing the grand piano from dawn to dusk; Cherishes his current life, on the whole. He gets himself Mocaccino every morning and sometimes has dinner with the Weasleys at their cottage nearby. With the majority of his friends and family falling in love with B and gradually settling down as well, Harry feels like this is the last place he would ever want to leave. To say that the arrival of a certain wizard—a razor-sharp, infuriating blond—makes anything remotely different for Harry would be absurd, of course.

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[Fic] In Search of Our Better Selves

Prompt: "Mad Max: Fury Road", 2015, George Miller Author: alrespirar Word Count: 17,519 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: Mentions of past torture, mentions of past rape, brief mention of miscarriage, descriptions of gun violence and injury. Sexual content.

Summary: Five times Imperator Draco saved Potter’s life and the one time Potter saved his.

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[Fic] Where in the World is Draco Malfoy?

Prompt: "Carmen Sandiego", 2019, Series Author: Anaxandria Word Count: 18,029 words Rating: Mature Warnings: Minor mentions of homophobia, violence, and blood

Summary: After the war, Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter took parallel paths of fighting crime. Draco discovered the existence of VILE, an international organisation dedicated to the eradication of Muggle-borns. With the help of his best friend, Blaise, he commits international capers to steal artifacts before VILE can get their hands on them. Harry is the auror investigating the heists, but his instincts tell him there’s more than meets the eye.

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[Fic] My Fair Gentleman

Prompt: "My Fair Lady", 1964, George Cukor Author: emilattes Word Count: 20,766 words Rating: Teen and up Warnings: light alcohol use and mentions of child neglect by Dursleys

Summary: After an extended stay at Charlie's Dragon Reserve in Romania, Harry returns to London and makes a fool of himself at his first Ministry Gala. Minister Shacklebolt orders Harry to seven months of etiquette lessons with Draco Malfoy. Will Harry pull through and become an expert in PR? Will Draco manage to make over the biggest PR disaster the wizarding world has seen in years? Wouldn't it be loverly?

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[Fic] saying yes (instead of no)

Prompt: "Schitt's Creek", 2015, Series Author: Pineau_noir Word Count: 21,022 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: canon typical alcohol and drug use, marijuana use, explicit smut

Summary: “It’s a general store that’s also a very specific store,” Draco grumbled. “Most people won’t realise this, but I want to market Muggle goods to the Wizarding world as well. I want something that will help boost the economy of the Hamlet and Muggles have so many amazing things we don’t have.” . Draco sighed again. “I think it would benefit everyone.” He glared at Emily. “But there’s not a single witch, wizard, or wix who will shop at a place owned by Draco Malfoy.” . “What if it’s owned by Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy?” Potter asked. . “That would be preposterous,” Draco mumbled. “Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy would kill each other before the store opened.” . “What if you didn’t?” Emily asked. Draco opened his mouth to let her know, they would indeed kill each other, but before he could say anything, she continued, “What if it turned into a lovely business?” . “There’s only one way to know,” Potter said. “I really think this is a good idea, Draco."

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[Fic] A First Look Into Resurrecting Mummies With the Aid Of the Chosen One, and Why It Should Be Advised Against (an Essay by Draco Malfoy, Assistant Archaeologist)

Prompt: "The Mummy", 1999, Stephen Sommers Author: @cibeewastaken​ | Cibee (AO3) Word Count: 21,948 words Rating: Mature Warnings: minor violence elements

Summary: Draco hopes to find an ancient spell book rumoured to be in Hamunaptra after Astoria found a map to the lost city. If he makes this discovery, maybe the Magical British Museum will finally look at his application, and his annoying colleague will finally leave him alone. It’s a good plan, until Draco is reunited with Harry Potter for the first time in ten years, as the man is about to be hanged.

Read "A First Look Into Resurrecting Mummies With the Aid Of the Chosen One, and Why It Should Be Advised Against (an Essay by Draco Malfoy, Assistant Archaeologist)" on AO3.

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[Fic] Wicked Game

Prompt: "Jumanji", 1995 or 2017 Author: DearJames Word Count: 22,044 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: Sexual Content, Implied PTSD

Summary: Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy crossed a line during one of their late-night Astronomy Tower Bonding Sessions and neither are sure what that means. Not that they got particularly far, considering they were caught and assigned detention for their antics. And, now, they've been sucked into a boardgame. That's just fantastic...

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[Fic] Love in Three Parts

Prompt: "Bridgerton", 2020, Series Author: static_abyss Word Count: 24,172 words Rating: Mature Warnings: Canon-typical content

Notes: Thanks so much to my beta, L, for all her help and her encouragement as I wrote this fic. Thanks to the mods for hosting this fest and to the Anonymous prompter who inspired this fic.

Summary: Draco has everything needed to be the diamond of the season. He has the looks, the pedigree, and if he should be short on the money end, well, it isn't up to him to convince anyone they want to marry him. And yet, he finds himself with no prospects and no suitable matches until Harry James Potter, Wizarding Britain's Most Eligible Bachelor, makes his first appearance in proper Wizarding society for the first time in five years. Together, they hatch a plan to secure Draco a husband and keep the debutantes' mothers away from Harry. And if someone should develop feelings along the way, well, the course of true love never did run smooth.

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[Fic] He would always win the fight

Prompt: "Killing Eve", 2018 - ongoing, TV Series Author: Akira-kun Word Count: 26,578 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: Serial Killer, Off Screen Murders, Corpses, Political Polarity, Corruption in Government, Corruption in Justice System, Off Screen Violence, Post War Instability, Ambiguity, Dark!character, Vengeance, In a Twisted Way, Obsessive Behaviour, Crime Mystery, Open Ending

Summary: “But you were always just a puppet, weren’t you, Potter?” That voice kept haunting him, in his dreams and during his days, as if hovering over his shoulder, cold as a ghost, lost and lifeless. He wasn’t sure why it hurt like that. Maybe because it was an ugly truth that Harry hoped no one would ever throw back in his face. Or maybe because it was Malfoy. . Killing Eve inspired Drarry where people are getting killed, Harry is getting desperate, Draco is too sexy for his own good, and all hell will break loose.

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[Fic] Peaches & Cream And A Little Bit Of Acid

Prompt: "Modern Love", 2019, Series Author: shortie990 Word Count: 27,755 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: suicidal thoughts, mental health issues

Summary: In love there is no real hiding. You have to be pretty up front on who you are. The problem was though, Harry didn’t have a clue who he was one moment from the next.

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[Fic] Outwit, Outlast, Outplay

Prompt: "Survivor", 2000-ongoing, Series Author: Albuss Word Count: 30,976 words Rating: Mature Warnings: Brief homophobia, mentions of past health issues

Summary: Draco loves Survivor. Loves it. So when his job at the Dept. of Mysteries offers him the opportunity to go on as a contestant, he can't think of anything that could go wrong. He is sorely mistaken, but a little chaos turns out to not be such a bad thing. Featuring gratuitous descriptions of Survivor game-play, really jargon-y magical theory I got way too excited about, and Draco's best friend Isabelle being an absolute QUEEN.

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[Fic] Advantage Rule

Prompt: "The Queen's Gambit", 2020, Series Author: @ziezie13​ Word Count: 42,738 words Rating: Mature Warnings: Character death, Parental neglect, Brief references to eugenics, Sexual content, Mild homophobia, Alcoholism, Drug abuse

Summary: Draco's life has been struggle after struggle. He was exiled as a baby, his mother died, he was forced to live with muggles... Need I go on? Quidditch was supposed to be his escape, but how is he supposed to beat Victor Krum and take the world title if he can't even beat Harry Potter? ~No knowledge of The Queen's Gambit required~

Read "Advantage Rule" on AO3.

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[Fic] (This Will Be) An Everlasting Love

Prompt: #12 (also fulfils #6) | "While You Were Sleeping," 1995, Jon Turteltaub Author: @drarrelie​ & @janieohio​ Word Count: 45,139 words Rating: Teen Warnings: None

Summary: Life doesn’t always turn out the way we plan. That’s what Draco’s mother always used to tell him, but Merlin, who could have predicted how right she would be? A story about feisty dragons, loneliness, family, and friends — and finding love in places you least expect.

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[Fic] In a Field of Chrysanthemums and the Woods

Prompt: "The Untamed", 2019, TV-Series Author: @outstandingmoralfiber​ Word Count: 83,399 words Rating: Explicit Warnings: None

Summary: Three notes, and yet they made all the difference. Draco could feel it, the slight magic and wavering notes, washing over him in a brief but calming wave that lit his soul and it was then that he knew that he was going to learn how to play this guqin no matter what. Little did he know that, like dominos, this one simple decision would diverge him onto a path he would've never imagined. - Wizarding world in the Untamed setting, (but you don't need to know anything about the Untamed). Drarry AU starting from Goblet of Fire. Rated E for the smut scene in Chapters 13 & 14, but is otherwise rated T.

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Hi! I hope you’ll enjoy this little selection of gentle delights. - S

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Fics with aesthetic here

Long soft fics here

New(ish) flower shop/bookstore aus here

June ‘21 staff recs - coffee/tea shop aus here

‘Raise Your Spirits’ here

‘Foxglove Court’ series here

‘Petal-shaped Epiphanies’ here

‘the sparrow’ here

‘cocoa dust’ here

‘Morning Fuc*offee AU’ here

‘Bittersweet & Sugar Free’ here

‘Hatford Beans & Books.’ here

‘Bleeding Hearts’ here

‘cone sold stober’ and ‘the ballad of the cat café’ here

‘don't dream it's over’ here

‘his elastic life’ here

‘Dawning on Me’ here (since updated)

‘what’s yours is mine’ here

Say You'll Stay by Willow_bird [Rated T, 5091 words, complete, 2021]

“Why didn’t you call it ‘Kitty-Cat Books’?” Nicky asked out of nowhere.

Andrew raised a brow and looked down at his son. “What?”

Nicky let out a huge gusty sigh. “The book store, Daddy. Why didn’t you call it ‘Kitty-Cat Books’? You like kitties bestest. You don’t even have a fox stuffie or anything. So why make the store about foxes? It makes no sense!”

Ah. Andrew shrugged and looked back out at the torrent raging outside. “I had a friend, a long time ago. He liked foxes.”

---

On a stormy day, Andrew expects the store to remain completely empty other than himself and his young son. The last thing he's prepared for is for a boy from his past to come in seeking shelter from the weather with his own small son in his arms.

tw: scars, tw: implied/referenced torture

Daily Special by moonix [Rated M, 7517 words, complete, 2021]

Detailing the fast and slow seduction of one Andrew Minyard by a coffee shop specialising in hot chocolate and rude baristas.

At Swim by moonix [Rated T, 4335 words, complete, 2021]

Bee prepared Andrew for her death as thoroughly as she'd done everything in her life. She left him her house and her garden, her recipes and her spices, the river where she used to go swimming every day.

The only thing she forgot to mention was Neil.

tw: minor character death

Necromancy for Children by Paradoxolotl [Rated G, 3506 words, complete, 2021]

To celebrate his transfer, Andrew takes his nieces to Build-A-Bear. Queue one Neil Josten who is determined to have a little fun at work, especially if it involves one famous exy player.

Foxhaven by justadreamfox [Rated T, 6981 words, complete, 2020]

Andrew is looking for a change - a change in the weather, a change in location, a change in something - and Kevin is pretty damned sure his best friend just might find it in the tiny Vermont town of Foxhaven.

tw: alcohol

Next to You by KatherineF [Not Rated, 10101 words, complete, 2020]

Neil Josten works as a math professor and lives a comfortable life in a neighborhood that happens to house all of his closest friends. He meets Andrew Minyard, the owner of the quaint bookstore down the street, at a barbeque and makes the mistake of agreeing to go to his book club.

Lots of Andrew being an obviously lovesick fool, Neil being oblivious, and their friends loving them unconditionally.

tw: implied/referenced torture

flour petals, sugar stitches by ephemeralsky [Rated T, 11309 words, complete, 2018, locked fic]

“Thanks for coming with me,” she says, keeping her eyes trained in front of her.

“It is not like I had a choice in the matter,” Andrew says, blowing out a stream of smoke through his mouth.

Renee’s lips curl into a smile. “Maybe you’ll win our next sparring match and I’ll finally have to buy you ten cartons of Haagen-Dazs.”

“It cannot be worse than tagging along to a bridal boutique.”

“Maybe,” Renee allows, humor in her voice. “But what kind of man of honor would you be if you didn’t come with me to choose a dress?”

(or: Andrew is a baker, Renee is a bride-to-be, and Neil is a dressmaker)

tw: implied/referenced eating disorder

coffee shop au by @thefoxholestuff [tumblr, 2021]

I present to you: Neil works at a coffee shop. Andrew is a regular.

bookshop au by @psych0midget [tumblr, 2020]

Andrew had thousands of followers.

He wasn’t sure how it had started. He was the owner of a small independent bookstore and he regularly hit the gym. Nothing more, nothing less.

Tattoo parlour/flower shop au by @knox-knocks [tumblr, 2019]

a flower shop/tattoo parlor au where the two shops are right next to each other, so close they might as well be one store

andreil: flower shop au by @audreils [tumblr, 2017]

part 1, part 2, part 3

okay so andrew and neil are neighbors right and neil has two cats that almost never stay in when he’s not home

Art

Andreil moodboard by @ladyferocity [tumblr, 2018]

Andreil flower shop/tattoo parlour by @allisoinreynolds [ tumblr, 2020]

So who wants to hear about my extremely weird Hermitcraft AU? Anyone? Too bad, I'm talking about it anyway and y'all can't stop me.

So, you know the fantasy trope of "an ancient super-advanced civilisation that disappeared off the face of the planet/went extinct due to hubris/got wiped out by a plague/etc"? Yeah. That.

...Let me explain.

In this case, the ancient civilisation was, in fact, Players. Players came in a variety of shapes, sizes, species, etc. Humans, Mob Hybrids, Werefolk, Cyborgs, Shapeshifters, assorted Halloween monsters, full-on robots, aliens, technically-not-aliens-but-basically-aliens... the list goes on. Now, what made someone a Player was never particularly well-defined due to sheer variety, but there were a few common threads. Players could break, pick up and place blocks, they could use chests, crafting tables and their own inventories, they could respawn in non-hardcore worlds, and they had a certain level of intelligence (about on par with, say, a human).

So, anyway. One of the most common threads were that Players- all Players- had access to magic. Typically this manifested in the form of inventories, crafting, being able to break/place solid 1m³ blocks, and, of course, enchanting, with Admin and Operator powers manifesting in various worlds for specific people. There were other forms of magic, of course, but learning those typically required (at minimum) a lot of study and/or a level of attunement to that particular branch of magic.

Players lived in communities, on worlds- in this AU, all the worlds were connected, but separated by the world borders. The various Hermitcraft worlds were some of these, as were 3rd Life and Legacy SMP and Hypixel and so on.

So, that's the worldbuilding preamble out of the way.

The worlds updated every now and then, and they added, tweaked and (occasionally) removed various mobs, blocks and mechanics. But this update, the Final Update... nobody's quite sure why, but it removed magic.

Not completely, of course. It set in slowly. Villagers no longer transformed when they were slain by zombies. The monsters of the night became less and less common. Portals became unreliable, until they eventually stopped working entirely. World borders started to fail (and I feel sorry for those unlucky enough to neighbour servers like 2b2t). Enchanting became more temperamental. Still, Players were adaptable. They could manage.

Until they couldn't. See, while Players had magic running through their systems, and had since the universe had existed, all of a sudden their children...didn't. The big problem was that most species- Hybrids, Werefolk, Spaeshifters, Aliens and not-exactly-aliens... their biology meant their children physically couldn't survive without magic. The one exception? Humans.

Already in the majority, humans were the only race who could still produce living children. But these children weren't Players. They had no inventories, no ability to use a crafting table or break a block with their bare fists like their forebears. They managed though, adapting and creating new ways to craft and smelt. And as time went on... they became the only ones left.

See, while Players were all long-lived, and capable of respawn, they did eventually experience the Final Death, from which there was no coming back (ignoring the occasional ghost, resurrection, or any necromancy-related shenanigans that were frankly extremely rare to begin with). And as time wore on, Players slowly died out, until all that were left were those who were Undying, and the Humans who weren't Players (it's worth mentioning that Immortals and Undying were two different peoples. Immortality was granted by the gods; when the gods faded, their gifts faded with them. Undying, on the other hand, were those who had experienced their Final Death but kept going. Undead beings, if you will). Undying could be killed, if their body was so badly maimed their soul had no choice to fly free, but not so badly they would just respawn; as Human societies developed, many Undead succumbed to this fate, either by choice or by force, acts done by fearful Humans.

Let's go forward, now.

It's been over two thousand years since the Players died out, and longer since the Final Update. There is only one world now, the world borders long forgotten. The Players are myths, legends; a mysterious race, now long gone, their builds crumbling to ruin. Nobody has encountered a zombie or creeper for millennia; the only spiders left are small and harmless, a far cry from the creatures once large enough for a skeleton to ride.

Archeologist study the ruins Players left behind. One city, Hermiton, was originally a camping ground for people to study the various ruins in the area; the crumbling remains of a vast monument, the stump of a tree larger than should ever have been possible, a gaping hole some claim leads to the centre of the Earth.

Near Hermiton lies a vast forest, beside the footprint of what had once been an immense mansion. The forest is a mixture of different species, most likely transplanted thousands of years ago. In that forest lives... something. A ghost? A spirit? a cryptid?

Whatever it is, it's not human. The locals claim she looks like a woman, with glowing eyes and long red hair. They call her the Green Lady, for the colour of her skin. They say her teeth are sharp, and that dark claws tip her fingers. They say her cheeks are hollow, her eyes are sunken- but that her gaze holds a fire no Human could hope to match. They say she lives in the forest, and that she is its guardian. They say that anyone who tries to chop down the trees, to clear the land, will face her wrath.

Outsiders will write this off as a modern-day folk tale, an urban myth. But believe it or not, there is something- someone- who dwells in the woods. Someone who brings those lost home. Someone who intercedes if there's danger. Someone who will run through the forest with a familiarity only born from centuries, millennia, of practice.

They don't know who she is. She's a guardian spirit. She's a ghost. Se's been there since the Ancients walked the land. They're not wrong about that last one. Once, she altered a sign planted by the one responsible for the enormous tree. Once, she had her arm sewn back on by the person who'd built the immense mansion. Once, she threatened the man who dug the vast hole, the one they say leads to the centre of the Earth.

She's a Player, the last one left. She's a zombie, the only one to still walk the Earth. She's alone. Once, she had a family, a home. She dwells near the ruins of that home, even now. Her kind, her kin; they're long gone. She's the only one to remain.

She waits for the day her family will return. It's written in the stars, in the fabric of the Universe. They will return. And she will be there, ready to greet them with open arms. For the Univers is kind. The Universe loves its Players.

Alone in the forest, ZombieCleo, Master of Puppets, the Undead and Undying, the Last Player, waits. She'll be there, when her family, her hermits, return.

Even if it takes another two thousand years.

Chapter three for Surprisingly Familiar. It’s time to get to the real plot of this thing!

@petrichormeraki is the maker of the hermit Tommy au, @helleborusangel likes to read these and give me their rambles which are my beloved, and then check my tumblr for my masterpost of things I’ve made.

“Hey Paul, you’re done talking with X, right?” Bdubs asked as he noticed Paul walking by.

“Uh, yeah. He said he could let a guest in for a little bit because he needs to talk with Phil and Phil’d rather stay here instead of coming to the castle.”

“Yeah yeah, sounds great.” Bdubs sad, waving it off. “Hey, new question. Paul what the heck was that back there?!” He shouted, making a number of hermits look over.

“Hey, calm down, keep things off tap.” Paul tried to calm the hermit down, but it didn’t work that much.

“Oh this is Hermitcraft. We don’t do things on tap. Except Tommy but that’s different. Now, what were you doing back there?” And Bdubs pointed towards the room Paul and Phil had talked in. From the crowd, Jrum felt a little nervous, wondering if it was something he did, but the answer calmed the bot.

“Calm down. It was something Hoodie taught me. I’m sure Zedaph can back me up.”

Behind Bdubs, Zed stopped slurping from a coffee cup that was actually filled with a slushie. “Yeah, don’t worry he’s fine. No necromancy.”

“See? I just wanted a private conversation.” Paul replied, though Bdubs still looked grumpy.

“Alright, don’t make me call in Genny.” And Bdubs signalled that he was watching Paul before walking off. As he left, Scar took his place, seeming pretty confused.

“So, what’s with him?”

Paul sighed. “He’s not a fan of certain types of magic. I did a bit of necromancy for a time and there was someone else in the world who essentially became a dark lord, so Bdubs and some others became witch hunters.”

“Huh, That’s not something I would have guessed.” Scar said. “I mean, I’m a wizard and he’s been fine with me.”

Paul looked a little stunned. “Oh really? Didn’t realize. What style are you? My friend Hoodie is coming in for a quick visit. He’s ars based.”

Scar laughed a little. “Is that so? Haven’t seen many of those. I’ve got a mix. Vex magic and crystalline. Cub’s also a user of vex magic.”

Paul nodded. “That’s nice. How many magic users you got around here?”

The hermit mayor started to count on his fingers. “So there’s me and Cub. Pretty sure Stress has some. Cleo’s definitely got some magic. Grian of course. Uh, not sure if Joe does or not. I think Xisuma’s just-”

“Xel- er, Grian’s got some magic?”

“Yeah. And I guess the kids probably do too. Not sure right now.” Scar said, before looking Paul in the eye. “You're not going to freak out about Grian having magic, right? You’ve already got him upset which gets us upset.”

“Yeah, I know.” Paul sighed. “Just been through a lot. I get overly worried sometimes, and to me, I suddenly hear that ‘kid involved in murders is now causing wars in the world my friends are in.’ So yeah, sort of thought the worst.”

Scar inhaled sharply. “Okay, yeah. I can see what made you freak out. But Grian’s fine. He’s been through a lot and while technically he’s caused chaos, it’s never something we hate and normally we’re all in on it somehow.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah, you should hear about the sewer cats.”

“Can’t wait to hear about it. Haven’t seen any letters about it.”

Scar nodded, before being just a little confused. “So, is there a reason you’re always using letters instead of other stuff? I’m sure some of the others could make you something that would work.”

Paul nodded. “I don’t doubt that they could for the most part. I just deal with a lot of factors and have always preferred the tried and true method. I’m all over the place and sometimes I can only really bring along paper.”

“What do you do?” Scar asked, interest piqued.

“Let’s see. Not sure if Phil’s told you, but he used to be king.” Scar nodded. It wasn’t Phil, but Grian had mentioned it. “Well, I’m one as well. Hoodie’s my right hand man and royal mage.”

“Ah, and you said he’s the one visiting?”

“Yeah. So I end up busy there a lot. I also spend a lot of my time visiting my kids so I’m going from world to world. Then, there’s also my wife and she’s in the world we raised the kids in which is essentially my main home.”

“And that’s what?”

“Uh, the same one I found Xe- sorry, Grian in ages ago.” Paul answered. “And I’ve got a job there that doesn’t really work with comms sometimes, but paper is easy enough to have on hand, especially enchanted paper.” And Paul took out a sheet of paper, handing it to Scar.

Scar took the paper and looked it over. As he moved it, he could see how the light caught the slightly physical aspect of the magic, much like how enchantments could be seen. “This looks good. You can hardly see the magic but I can tell it’s there. What all is on here?”

“Mostly stuff to get it to the right recipient and make it illegible if you’re trying to read it and it’s not for you.”

“Ah. That’s a commonly known one for ars mages, right?” Scar asked. “I haven’t heard much about them.”

Paul nodded. “Yeah. That’s due to the mage wars. They happened a number of years back before Hoodie was alive. He’s the main reason things are sort of getting back to normal for those guys.” Paull pulled out an old communicator which looked like it was being held together with duct tape and prayers. “He should be here pretty soon. He said he was only going to get a few books and amulets. And your admin said he would be able to get in.”

Almost as soon as Paul had said something, a message went out that someone new had joined the world. Xisuma sent a message that he would go to help the guest to Aque Town and from there Paul and Scar just waited for the two others to arrive. Xisuma was the first to arrive, gliding down on his elytra. The other person wore a royal purple hooded robe and seemed to arrive with the use of an ender pearl, but Scar didn’t see them use one.

Paul was the first to move, going over to the other person. “Hoodie! You made it!”

With the confirmation that this was the mage coming in, Scar followed along, a bit excited to meet someone new with magic. “Of course Sir. You did ask for my presence.”

Scar watched as Paul put an arm around Hoodie’s shoulder. “You don’t need to be so formal here. In fact, here. This is Scar. He’s the mayor, and based on the kind of place this is, I’d say he’s the local hedgewizard.”

“Ah, I see. It is nice to meet you. My name is Hoodie. I am King Soares’ right hand man and royal mage.”

Scar shook Hoodie’s hand, getting a slight shock. “It’s nice to meet you too. Paul already said I’m Scar. I’m guessing you’re a lightning mage or something?”

Hoodie took his hand back. “Ah, sorry about that. Yes I am. Or at least I specialize in it. Same as my father lest he’s recently changed his affinity.”

“Well I don’t know enough about your kind of magic to know what that really means.”

Paul walked away as the two magic users started to discuss their various forms of magic and wizardry. He needed to find Phil again since the main reason Hoodie was even there was so that Phil could get more of the enchanted paper. Not wanting to drag the mage away, Paul was instead going after his brother since he was the one insisting he wouldn’t take any of it without knowing for sure it was enchanted by Hoodie. After that, Hoodie would help out a bit around the world as repayment for Xisuma letting him on, then the two of them would head back home. At least, that was the plan.

. .

.

Drawing him away from the nest was almost laughably easy. Grian and Mumbo were both asleep and the chicken was theoretically trapped. At least trapped enough it wasn’t going to escape into the room itself. And then it could only see out the window and not into the room which was a big plus. Because of that, it was simple enough to have viridian magic surround the prison and really ensure the chicken wouldn’t be getting out.

“You know.” The person spoke in a whisper, making Grian twitch ever so slightly in his sleep, but not wake up. “You’re really making this far too easy. I thought it would be difficult with those guests of yours here, but it turns out everyone’s distracted by them. And they put you in such a perfect position. Let’s just move you to somewhere a bit more private, hmm?”

Grian of course didn’t wake up, but as the person left, a bit more magic appeared around Grian, and then a few moments later, he woke up with a start. Grian looked around, glad to see there was only Mumbo and a box in the corner. For a moment he was confused about it, but faint clucking from inside helped him figure out what it was. But something still felt off.

Grian went to shake Mumbo awake, but he hesitated a moment before actually waking him up. “Mumbo. Mumbo!” And Mumbo woke up from his name being shouted, looking around to see what was going on. “Mumbo, I think we’ve been up here too long. Something feels wrong.”

Mumbo pulled out his communicator to look at the time. “Oh dear! It does look like we have been here a while. It also looks like someone else has shown up.”

“Really?” Grian asked, pulling his own comm out to look at the message. “There’s no way this person would just happen to show up today of all days for no reason. What if they’re someone else with… I want to check on the kids.”

Mumbo stood up and then helped Grian to his feet. “Don’t worry. I’m sure if anything happened, the other hermits would be taking care of the boys. We can of course check on them, but you don’t want your panic to make them panic.”

Grian nodded and from there the two of them went back down to the ground floor, leaving Kokatori behind. Finding the new person was rather easy as he and Scar were both standing on the street of Aque Town facing each other. Scar was currently donning his wizard robe over his Aque Town outfit. In his hands, he held a number of crystals that Grian thought he was never going to see again.

The other person was wearing a purple robe and held a wand in one hand and a book with a yellow cover in the other. His hood had fallen back slightly, so Grian was able to see as the other person glanced over at him when he got closer. Normally the avian would assume it was just because he was getting close and was noticed, but there was some sort of emotion in the eyes that made Grian worry.

Both of them had their attention pulled away from each other as Scar moved, a yellow glow around him as he moved like he had a speed effect. When he reached the other person, Grian watched as the Scar’s netherite sword struck them, and then a ring of white magic appeared around them, acting as a shield against further attacks.

Realizing at this point that the two were fighting, Grian moved to try and stop them, but then out of nowhere, lightning struck the ground in front of him, making him stop. When Grian looked back up, both mages were looking over to him and then Scar called out. “Hey, don’t worry! We’re just doing some sparring! It was my idea!”

“Are you sure? Who even is this?”

“His name’s Hoodie. Royal mage of Paul it looks like.”

“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Grian asked, concerned.

“Yeah, it just sounds like he was jumping to conclusions when he saw you. I’m sure it’s going to be fine if you talk to him again.”

Grian wasn’t completely convinced, but pretended enough for Scar to look back at Hoodie and then continue their sparring. Slowly, the avian started moving to where everyone else probably was, still in the party building. Mumbo followed him along, but eventually he passed Grian when the builder decided to actually watch the magic battle.

Scar seemed to mainly be using regular combat, but enhanced by his crystals which actually seemed to be doing something. Hoodie, on the other hand, was using his wand and casting a number of spells from his book. At one point, Grian watched the mage fumble a little bit to pull out a book with a green cover before casting a new spell that he hadn’t used yet.

Grian didn’t realize he was just standing there alone, and the magicians weren’t really paying much attention to him, but in the span of a few seconds, that all changed. To anyone watching, it would seem like it happened all at once, but really it was just one thing after the other.

Grian was barely aware of the space around him getting the slightest tint of green to it. As soon as that had happened, Hoodie turned away from Scar and instead faced Grian, pulling out a new red spell book. Scar was the next to react, still under the effects of his yellow crystal. He started to pull out a red crystal, accidentally pulling a pink one out at the same time. He threw them towards Grian just as Hoodie began to cast some magic aimed at Grian, but also in the direction of what would be in the path of the crystals.

Seeing multiple things coming his way, Grian started to panic, wings moving to act as a shield since he currently wasn’t holding one. As they moved, the tips of his wings started to change from red to purple, the shift in color working its way to the base of the wings. He couldn’t react fast enough to block everything, but the magic hit both of the crystals, making them shatter into dust. The pink and red dust didn’t completely stay their original colors, some of them charred by the magic attack that hit them, but each tiny piece seemed to glow with its own energy, and even with the, being broken so small, when the cluster hit Grian, there was enough force to make him crash to the ground.

For everyone not watching at that moment in time, they simply heard a large crack of thunder at the same time there was shattering glass, followed by screaming from Grian. Within a matter of seconds, people were racing out of the nearby building, there to see what had happened.

When people got out onto the street, Scar was yelling at Hoodie. “What was that?! Grian wasn’t involved! I thought I could actually- I can’t see why Bdubs actually trusted- I’m guessing he’s changed a lot since-”

“Please, I was just trying to defend myself. He was about to attack me. Didn’t you see it?”

“He was just watching us!”

“No. Your back was turned so you maybe didn’t see it.”

“I should have used a brown crystal too. What kind of spell was that?!” As they yelled, Xisuma was the first to get over to the pair to try and figure out what was going on, getting an answer from Scar. “That Paul guy’s mage just attacked Grian! If I hadn’t done something, it might have killed him!”

“What?” Paul asked, coming over. “Hoodie what just happened?”

The mage looked over to Paul, ignoring Scar and X. “Sir, the hedgewizard and I were simply having a duel to see each other's magic skills. As we battled, this avian mage came by and tried to stop us once. Of course Scar was able to prevent that the first time, but then the mage tried to cast a spell of attack. I was already using a spell to help my reaction time, as was the wizard here, so I began to cast a counterspell. At first I thought Scar was also about to assist me, but instead he seemed to try and stop my spell, causing our magic to collide. It seems to have still-” Hoodie tried to continue, but Paul held up a hand to stop him.

Paul then tried to speak himself, but then his shoulder was ground and he was whirled around by Phil. “Paul, what the fuck? Did you just have your wizard attack Grian?”

“What? No, of course I wouldn’t! It sounds like Grian was trying to attack Hoodie and he defended himself.”

“Yeah sure. Mate, just tell me the truth.”

“I’m just telling you what Hoodie told me. I know just as much as you do at this point other than what he told me.”

Again, the conversation was cut off by Mumbo speaking up, having joined the group. “Grian’s really hurt. His breathing is off and it looks like his wings were hurt enough for them to shift away. There’s also something else, but I can’t place it. Xisuma, can you look at him?”

Everyone moved out of the way for the admin to head towards Grian, but as soon as he took a step, everyone had their comms buzz with two messages. Xisuma peeked over the crowd to look where Grian had been a minute ago. He wasn’t currently lying there, but neither were any items that signified him having died and respawned. That could have been because he had nothing on him at the point, which was unlikely, but could have been what happened.

That being said, the shocked gasps from people who were looking at their comms didn’t assure Xisuma, so the admin pulled up the chat logs on his helmet. Instead of there being a death message for Grian, there were two messages of people leaving the world.

The_Grifter left the world Xelqua left the world.

A long ramble of thoughts about the history of chaos on the continent and why Fringilla’s use of forbidden magics is pretty neat

So one thing not too many people knowing about the Witcher is that magic is called Chaos for a very specific reason: it is the opposite of Order. In Sword of Destiny, Borch tells Geralt that Chaos is the aggressor and Order is endangered and needs protecting. Chaos is what mages/elves/witchers/sources/etc can channel in order to produce magic. 

It's important to note that magic DID NOT EXIST before the conjunction of the spheres so it's pretty strongly implied that before the conjunction Order and Chaos were one and the Conjunction split them apart, leaving Order vulnerable and Chaos in the hands of living beings to manipulate. When the conjunction happened, no race (humans, elves, werebubbs, etc) knew how to use magic but eventually most of them found a way to use chaos. 

What is interesting is that we are told that Witchers/Mages/Elves all see magic differently but we are never told how. It is mentioned briefly that mages "pervert" magic by the Elves but we don't know what perversion of magic looks like to the elves because it is subjective to their own worldview. However, looking at the earliest human tribes on the continent, the Dauk and the Wozgor we can get some idea of the difference between human magic and elf magic. Both groups were very influenced by ritualistic group magic as well as worship of the gods. Many of these gods such as Melitele are still worshipped. 

The Dauk were more into fertility and harvest, think early Beltane Midsummer stuff, while the Wozgor primarily worshipped Lilit with Blood Sacrifices. So we see humans are in a group-mentality when it comes to magic and summoning, they pull power from the earth and pool together their magic to create spells. At this time, elves and humans were not considered enemies so group-magic and more nature-esque magic is accepted by the elves. This is also supported by the dryads and elves seeming to prefer druids who still use magic group-magic today.

So now we start to get into when the philosophical schism on magic happened. Clearly, at some point, humans started working on less "group/nature magic" and on more individualistic magic. By the nature of chaos it is consuming so as more humans began working on individual magic, they became more power hungry. I had a theory that it was human's use of individualized magic that led them to leaving the nomadic tribe mentality and instead moving to more Nordling-Like culture where they live in one place and fight with other tribes, eventually building cities, colonizing, and in general taking the standard course of human history. So now humans have magic. And they have POWER. 

So you get mages who are fighting for their tribes, their groups and eventually kingdoms like Novigrad begin to form. Now the Brotherhood was formed in the 8th century by the Novigrad Union which was a group of druids, mages, and priests who signed a non-agression pact to stop the raids and warfare that were so common for centuries. However, the Union fell apart due to difference in views on magic while the Brotherhood stayed together. 

The Brotherhood is now sort of the ruling party on the continent, it's the only power really left after the Union. It's not its own Kingdom so it can technically be considered neutral. This puts a lot of responsibility on the Brotherhood and the Northern Rulers are overwhelmed by the number of monsters. Previously, humans were so focused on killing each other they couldn't really organize and do anything about the monsters but now that society is developing it's a real problem for trade and travel. so they create the first Witchers in Rissberg. However, once they find out that the Witcher don't have the same magic aptitude as mages, they are discarded as failed experiments.

This is where is gets interesting again for me. Because Witchers actually can cast magic as strong as mages, they elect to use signs but Witchers can pool their magic together in order to cast more powerful spells. So what was the difference between mages and witcher that had the mages deem Witchers as failures? I am theorizing that Witchers channel chaos whereas mages manipulate it. 

The way I describe it in my fic is that Witchers act as a conduit for chaos, think of it like sucking up magic into a straw, the Witcher is the straw, they bring chaos in it's purest form into the world. Then, once the magic is in our realm, they shape it into the spell or form they desire. It's similar to how elves and ancient humans used magic. This is why the elves don't call a Witcher's magic a perversion but a mage's magic is. 

I'm theorizing that Mages on the the other hand bring magic in through almost a mold. When a mage summons chaos, that chaos can only be used for the very specific purpose that they want in that moment. It ties into their philosophy on willpower. What you desire is the magic you have. So a Witcher could begin to cast an Aard and then halfway through change the sign into an Igni and it would work fine. However, a mage can't begin to cast a portal and then change it into a lightning bolt. But this is also the reason mages are so powerful, their magic is specific. It is decided and the willpower behind it makes it a stronger spell.

NOW FINALLY we can begin talking about forbidden magics. So I'm not going to get into the First and Second Ages of the Witchers but just know that Witchers are now off on the continent doing their own thing and monster hunting, creating their own culture, etc. The Brotherhood does NOT care for this. They can see control slipping from their fingers so they and they are worried other mages are going to experiment the same way they experimented to create Witchers but this time they will make something even more powerful. Something that could topple their power. 

The Brotherhood begins to ban magic that could be used to manipulate the natural order. The main three banned magics of the Brotherhood are Goetia (demonology), Necromancy and Ancient Magics. Now demonology was actually practiced by the Wozgor and many think that Lilit was actually a demon they summoned. Necromancy and Ancient Magics both have the potential for abuse but not more so than any other form of magic. However these are all powerful magics. But it's not just BANNING magic that creates censure with the brotherhood. It's the stringent guidelines of how to perform magic even though we KNOW there are multiple ways to channel chaos. The Brotherhood also creates a system with the court that also creates censure because courtly expectations now place an emphasis on respectability and governance and how you should hold yourself, etc. Being a mage becomes a lot more restrictive and a lot less experimental.

So we have to ask ourselves, what does Fringilla do that causes her to be considered abhorrent, In Tissaia's words: "I will defend our way of life, The Brotherhood, The Academies, the order that we have built up over centuries, you've rejected it all Fringilla" 

So here's what we KNOW Fringilla has done: Forced Mages in Servitude until they decide to serve the White Flame (of course Fringilla says it isn't servitude but Triss disagrees), Practice Necromancy, Demonology, and Fire Magics She specifically says the phrase "most of us came from Aretuza and Ban Ard" so here's what we have to consider, how did Fringilla get them there, she can't have kidnapped everyone and as well if u know some spoilers from the book then there are plenty of mages that voluntary work for Nilfgaard. 

Fringilla works with ANYONE who has chaos, not just people deemed worthy by the Brotherhood. In addition, she works will all magic, no limitations. In many ways, Nilfgaardian magic is returning to ancient magic. If you watch the battle at Sodden, the mages perform a lot of life-force spells. I have a theory that those types of spells are MEANT to be performed in groups and since they aren't, the mage withers and dies. 

Also, listen, in another world Nilfgaard could be the hero. If they didn't show Nilfgaard being generally evil like killing everyone and sacrificing mages and stuff they actually have good reasoning? Cintra is objectively terrible. They literally almost killed off an entire race? The Genocide of the Elves is very much brushed over and honestly Cintra should have been overthrown ages ago. Also Nilfgaard has policies of cooperativity and community and honestly if they didn't so morally bereft acts their society has a lot of potential. 

Fringilla is returning magic to how to was pre-brotherhood where it's groups of loosely defined mages doing what they want. She is also trying to break of the individualistic mindset of most mages which I think is interesting because it goes against the very soul of how mages perform magic. It's like Tissaia said, Fringilla is rejecting centuries of tradition. In any other world, Fringilla would be the Katniss to the Brotherhood's Capital. If Nilfgaard wasn't cast as so brutal they would literally be considered a revolutionary force trying to oust a genocidal dictatorial system (Cintra). Granted, many people have compared Nilfgaard to either being a Roman Empire or Soviet Russia analog, both brutal totalitarian or imperial regimes which probably is part of the reason Nilfgaard is so brutal. I am suggesting that in another universe, Nilfgaard could be instead of an imperial-religious-type regime a more revolutionary force. 

Perhaps an AU where Nilfgaard teams up with Cintran Rebels and arrives at the city to help Cintran Freedom Fighters tear it down and then allows Cintra to rebuild on their own terms. Basically, I’m talking about the overthrow of the monarchy system present in most of the continent. 

I would really like to see an AU where Fringilla is a revolutionary figurehead trying to work to establish a democratic system in a monarchal society while going against centuries of magical tradition. I think with the addition of magic and complexity of politics not the continent there’s just so much to think about here. 

since yall need to see it

i have a coroika fantasy/dnd au (it has some dnd elements but its not directly a dnd au) so have this

Goggles: Chaotic neutral human rouge

Noble background

thief

he a stealy boi

but he’s got a heart of gold

back when he was a noble he saw that there was a lot of people that needed help that his family didn’t even think about helping

so goggles took to stealing from his family and other’s riches and giving them to the poor.

As a result he was disowned and cast out from his family and earned the name “Blue Bandit” due to his thieving habits and his blue hair

Rider: Neutral good human barbarian

Soldier background

Basically Rider was born into a magic-using family but was known as the family disappointment by his parents and extended family since he had none of his own (his siblings were chill about it)

So he thought that he could make them proud by joining the military and becoming a hero of his village

And he did but his parent’s still hated him simply because he had no magic

So, Rider left his village to find something else to do

Army: True Neutral half-elf warlock

Noble background

Patron: Actually one I came up with named Phyria. She’s a fiend patron but she give extra fire spells

anyways, Army comes from a line of kings, each worshipping Phyria, known as the Blaze Kings.

Army’s father was the first to act as a Tyrant. He wanted to rule the world and groomed Army to do the same.

Basically, Army was manipulated to believe that he was the only one who was “pure”. Everyone else were filthy wrongdoers.

When Army’s dad died, it wasn’t made public, and Army ruled as The Blaze King with people still believing his father was the ruler

He got news of a rebellion (basically the gang having decided to go and stop him) and decided to go down and masquerade as...well, himself kind of.

As he traveled with them he began to question all he was taught to believe. 

So basically the gang lead him through an unintentional redemption arc.

Aloha: Chaotic good human bard

Entertainer background

of course aloha’s a bard

anyways, his parents died when he was 5 and he was taken in by his uncle, who ran a tavern.

As he grew up he learned how to make food, serve drinks, and became pretty well-liked in the town

But what Aloha really liked was the traveling bards that came and went at the tavern. He’d learn their songs by ear and sing along.

It came to the point where he was gifted a lute by one of them and his uncle sent him off to learn how to be a proper bard

And when Aloha came back ten years later his town had been burned down. Literally no one was left, and everything was just in ashes

Other than this one knife that had the tavern’s symbol on it.

So, Aloha took it with him in his travels.

He still has it and he still uses the lute given to him by the bard so long ago.

Mask: Chaotic neutral undead drow necromancer

hermit background

“Dude you made him an accidental lich” -My DM friend when I was explaining my idea to them

Basically Mask always had a close connection to the dead

He’d be mourning people he didn’t even know, he would talk to seemingly the void whenever at a grave, and he was always pretty close to death himself, being a pretty sickly person

So when he became an adult he hid himself in a cave, practicing his craft of necromancy

He brought back a sick cat he named Ash who decided to follow him around

Anyways as for the undead part

One day Mask got a nasty infection and he went to the market to get a cure

and he was scammed, getting a nasty poison instead

so Mask drank it and died, but somehow he came back as an undead himself

he decided “fuck it” and went off adventuring along with Ash

Skull: Lawful good Drow-Wood elf ranger

Urchin background

So basically Skull was born to two moms; a drow huntress and a wood elf archer.

He tends to look more like a drow though

anyways, he learned how to fight, hunt, gather, and shoot a bow and arrow thanks to his moms

he was also raised in a really pretty forest

his parents do be living the cottagecore dream...

anyways one day skull came back home after hunting (he had caught a raven all by himself and wanted to show his moms) when he found-suprise suprise-that his house had burnt down

his moms were alright and sent him to live in the city with his grandparents, while they go on a mission to find out who did this

problem is his grandparents hadn’t seen him before and don’t really like drow

so they kicked him-a 12 year old in elf years btw-on the streets

he taught himself to survive in the city-he didn’t know the way back to the forest-and after a few years of begging on the streets, and occasionally stealing, he finally had enough for a bow, quiver, and arrows. And he knew he could sustain himself by hunting for his own food and selling what he didn’t need

so he did just that

he commissioned a bow, arrows, and quiver and in the process met aviators- a wood elf who really loved crafting of any kind-who took on the job and made him a beautiful bow

as thanks, even though he payed, skull always made sure to give avi and his family extra food he collects.

and as time went on he and avi fell in love because aviskull supremacy

But later avi was relocated to a different city, so Skull and him made a promise to get married when they next saw each other

since then, skull joined the gang, took down a tyrant, and is now just searching for avi along the gang’s adventures

Prince: Lawful good High elf cleric

Acolyte background

basically-this is also emp’s backstory too-prince, emp, and prince’s twin regent are royals of a magic-based kingdom

but you see regent didn’t really like non magics, and thought they should be slaves under his rule

Prince and Emperor didn’t like that, so Emperor challenged Regent to a duel

you see, in the case of multiple heirs to the throne, the strongest one would ascend to become the ruler.

it would be prince, seeing as in addition to being a healer, his patron had given him a spellbook, filled with plenty of dark and powerful spells

but clerics and priests are forbidden to take on positions of political power.

so regent and emperor fought in battle and regent won, becoming king and his first act was exiling prince and emperor on the spot, not even letting them take the things in their rooms.

regent thought that, since prince had left his spellbook in his room, that he could now have access to the power his twin had, but prince was clever

when he had received the book, he placed a curse on it so only he may use it without repercussions. Anyone who even so much touched it would get a nasty curse only Prince or his patron can lift

 anyways so now regent’s paranoid that prince would somehow return, take the spellbook, and kill regent

also prince has a familiar with him; his kitten, kia.

Emperor: Lawful neutral High Elf Sorceror

Noble background

basically same backstory as prince tbh not much to say

Gloves: Chaotic Good halfling Druid

Outlander background

Basically, in the village they lived in, pink eyes are considered bad luck. so when gloves opened their eyes to show pink, their parents left them to die in the woods

jokes on them

Gloves was found and literally raised by wolves until they were 10 in halfling years

Then they got found by two human hunters and was taken in

Gloves just. ran away from them. They hated being constrained and punished for even mentioning that they missed the pack

They never found the pack again, but after years in the woods, they learned how to transform into a wolf themselves.

Nothing too big after that, just the bab joins the group and now the gang has a wolf enby!!!

And i dont have anything for Vintage...suggestions are welcome!!!!

AU: Questgiver [High Fantasy/Full DnD]

(aka ‘something I should have written a long time ago’)

The city of Agorith is a bustling metropolis built around a towering castle that sits atop a large hill. It’s a port city, surrounded on most sides by thick walls patrolled by guards in halfplate. The city itself sits on the far western edge of the country of Iestia, wedged between the Astwin Peaks and the Galden Expanse, a wide, treacherous ocean that few have crossed over completely.

The city itself is split into districts, kept separate from one another by slightly thinner walls and wide gates, just in case one needs to be closed off from the others due to an attack. Agorith is almost circular, and these inner walls are like the spokes of a wheel. Most of the city’s people live inside the walls, yet some have made their home outside, along the water’s edge. There are talks of expanding the wall to also protect this small, fishing village-like group of homes, but they’d need to start another quarry to begin work on it. The city’s districts are as follows:

The Castle District: It’s... exactly what it says on the tin. Houses Castle Schriten, the ‘spoke’ of the wheel that is Agorith. The political district, built on the hill.

The Seaspray District: The westernmost district. Encompasses the harbour and holds most of the city’s larger shops. Essentially a financial/warehouse district.

Drollek Square: North of Seaspray. Most of the merchants live here. Ther houses are quite well-maintained and colourful.

The Windward District: The Northernmost district. A district devoted to the study of magic and the training of battlemages, Agorith’s greatest export besides sea salt and fish. Home to the Windward Academy, where most of those battlemages are trained, and the Alphecca Academy, an even larger school geared toward other magic users.

Temple Square: Obviously home to all of the city’s temples. There are quite a few, even to gods that aren’t that common in Iestia. one of the main roads into Agorith enters into the city through the temple district. Home to the city’s Circle of Healers as well.

The Steel District: Easternmost. Home to most smiths and guards and military barracks. A main trade road enters into the city through here, and is often used to cart in metals mined out of the Astwins.

Castleton (Or Castle Town): So named because nobles tend to live here. Instead of a full ‘slice’ of the city, it’s a long band between the Steel District and Drollek Square, tucked behind the Temple District.

Russet Walk: The largest chunk of the city’s population lives here. Middle-class homes and smaller businesses.

The Shore District: Southernmost. It’s the smallest of the districts, geared toward inexpensive housing. There aren’t a lot of lower class citizens in Agorith. A lot of the folks who live in the Shore District are just there because the housing is cheap and they’re trying to save up to buy a house in Russet Walk.

Special Mention: The Cemetery District: Outside of the ‘spoked wheel’, attached to Temple Square is a large, walled cemetery. Most of the city’s dead go here, to be buried in whatever way their faith dictates.

Special Mention: Brassdock: Not an official part of the city yet, it’s that little fishing village that’s sprung up outside of the south wall.

In terms of culture, Agorith is a mishmash. It’s a typical port city. There aren’t any specific cultural districts, but if you travel the city you can point out there the dwarves tend to live, and the elves tend to live, and the tieflings tend to live, places with different decor and architecture and food and sounds.

The city is, on paper, part of Iestia. The truth is, they’re only part of Iestia as part of a deal. They train battlemages for the Monarchs, the Monarchs leave them to their own devices and allow trade. Every so often they’ll send representatives to speak with Magistrate Arkwright, but not much changes. They have their own laws, separate from Iestia’s. These laws are geared specifically toward the fact that Agorith is an absolute haven for mages. Well over half of the population can use magic in some form. It’s... a powder keg of a place.

So, Esmond. Magistrate Arkwright. He’s the one that built the castle well over six centuries ago. He’s still a lich. An elven lich. He makes no attempt to hide it from his citizens, though the rest of Iestia tends to think it’s just a conspiracy theory because mages are fuckin’ weird, man. It is known, however, that necromancy is legal in Agorith. It’s heavily regulated and relies on donor bodies, but it’s legal. In fact, most of Iestia’s exiled necromancers (i.e. ones who haven’t done anything illegal, but have shown a gift for it and therefore must be Removed) end up living on the grounds of Castle Schriten, taught how to control their gift by a lich who made a pact with the god of their craft. It’s the best place they can end up, honestly.

2018 Master Post

Word Count: 4000 - 6000 Title: Darkest Before Dawn Artist: bluefire986 Author: storyspinner70 Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: Some violence (not terribly explicit), use of magic and necromancy, pre-slash, hurt Jensen, little bit of hurt Jared. Summary: Jensen and Jared have been at odds for nearly a year now - the result of reality and dreams clashing violently. Jared wanted more than the normal life of the second Prince. Jensen wanted nothing more than to keep Jared with him forever. They're brought back together when Jensen's mother, long presumed dead, returns to his kingdom and calls him home. Can he leave Jared behind? And what happens when he finds out that, like usual, nothing is as it seems? Art: Live Journal Story: Ao3 Title: Slow Road to Somewhere Good Artist: tx_devilorangel Author: amypond45 Other Pairings: past Jeffrey Dean Morgan/Jensen Ackles, past OCs/Jared Padalecki Rating: PG Warnings/Spoilers: past abusive relationship, friends to future lovers, cuddling without sex Summary: Fifteen years ago, Jared was the younger brother of Jensen’s best friend. Now, Jensen’s a popular online magazine editor, actor, and director, and Jared is a freelance photographer. When they meet at the launch party for Jensen’s latest project, Jensen’s instantly attracted to the gorgeous man who used to be the boy next door. Can Jensen overcome his past mistakes to take a chance on love with the man who was once like a little brother to him? Art: Live Journal | Ao3 Story: Live Journal | Ao3 Title: In the Company of Wolves Artist: darklittleheart96 Author: storyspinner70 Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: Alpha/Omega, Alpha Jensen, Omega Jared, Non-Consensual Werewolf Turning, Werewolves, Angst with a Happy Ending, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Rough Sex, Explicit Sexual Content Summary: Agent Jared Padalecki had spent his life as far away from werewolves as he could get. He understood they weren’t all the creatures that attacked his sister, but he could hold a grudge like the best of them. When what looks like a serial killer hits his Texas town, he finds he must work with one – Jensen Ackles. He does his best to stay civil, but how will things go when the case takes a turn no one was expecting? Art: Tumblr Story: Ao3 Title: Green or Grey Artist: junkerin Author: annie46 Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: None Summary: Jared is an environmental activist trying to protect a beautiful green valley that houses many endangered species. Jensen is the building tycoon who plans to develop the valley. On the first meeting of the two, emotions fly high and not only because of the controversy at hand. Why has the other to be so stubborn and so damn attractive? Art: N/A Story: Live Journal Title: Size Does Matter (On Occasion) Artist: jdl71 Author: herminekurotowa Rating: PG-13 Warnings/Spoilers: dragon!Jared, hurt!Jensen (what a surprise) Summary: The first impression is important. Jared's a young dragon. He has been lonely for a long time, but he'd never thought he'd meet his mate stuck in a McDonald'sbag. Art: Live Journal Story: Ao3 Title: Regarding Jensen Artist: amberdreams Author: hunters_retreat Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: amnesia, assassins Summary: He looked at the other man and drew a complete blank. Where his name should be, there was nothing. No name. No birthday. He didn’t know where he was or what had brought him there. He couldn’t remember being shot, or why someone would want to shoot him. There was nothing. No parents. No siblings. No childhood memories. No adult memories either. “I don’t remember anything.” Art: Live Journal Story: Ao3 | Tumblr Title: Dream Painter Artist: tx_devilorangel Author: maryjo24 Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: Memory Loss/Amnesia from a past assault, Dream Sex Summary: Up and coming artist Jared Padalecki is brutally attacked one night and comes out of it battered, his hands crushed, and unable to recall the hours preceding the attack. The only clues for those missing hours, and of his attacker, are apparently buried deep in his subconscious, revealed only in dreams and nightmares. Obsessively, Jared spends months in therapy of his own design, strengthening and retraining his damaged hands through painting on canvas after canvas the form of a single man. Who is this man, is he real – could he be Jared’s attacker, or is he someone else? Art: Live Journal | Ao3 Story: Live Journal | Ao3 Word Count: 6000 - 8000 Title: Christmas Invitation Artist: wondering_why_i Author: jdl71 Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: Kissing, Angst, Pinning, Mutual Pining, Mention of Homophobia - not by J2, College AU - Jared & Jensen are the same age Summary: It’s the Christmas break for Jared and Jensen. Jared is torn between his feeling for Jensen and maintaining their friendship and his status of roommate. Can time alone, in a cabin in the snowy woods help Jared figure things out? Art: Live Journal Story: Ao3 Title: From the Land of the Midnight Sun Artist: bluefire986 Author: amypond45 Rating: R Warnings/Spoilers: post-apocalypse AU, bottom!Jensen, powers!boys Summary: Jared’s life is pretty ordinary, if a bit lonely, until the day he slides down a snowy mountainside and falls into a cave. Or is it a tomb? Art: Live Journal Story: Live Journal | Ao3 Title: Until the End Artist: knowmefirst Author: hunters_retreat Rating: PG 13 Warnings/Spoilers: Post-apocalyptic Summary: Jared liked being on the Earth, scorched as it was. He didn’t care if he carried dirt in his every fiber. He didn’t care that his hair took three cleaning cycles when he got back to the station just to be truly free of it again. He didn’t care that his skin tanned darker each time he was on assignment and his once pale skin never seemed to return to the shade he had been born with, or that his sun-darkened skin was decades out of fashion. Art: N/A Story: Live Journal | Tumblr | Ao3 Word Count: 8000 - 10000 Title: A Tigrefying Tail Artist: kuwlshadow Author: alyndra Other Pairing: Background Jared/Gen Rating: G Warnings/Spoilers: N/A Summary: For reasons that don't need exploring at this juncture, Jared Padalecki is transformed into a tiger on the set of Supernatural.Shenanigans ensue. Art: Live Journal Story: Ao3 Title: My Barista, My Pianist My Muse Artist: jdl71 Author: i_o_r_h_a_e_l Other Pairing: Mention of past Jeff/Jensen Rating: R Warnings/Spoilers: Angst, Hurt Jensen, Bottom Jensen, Top Jared, Past Abuse, Barista Jensen, Pianist Jensen, Artist Jared Summary: Jared Padalecki is an artist whose last showing was well received, but went nowhere. He’d get his big break if only he could find the perfect model. While sitting in a coffee shop, he spies the barista, an intriguing looking Jensen. Jared thinks he’d be the perfect model, now all he has to do is convince Jensen of that, and possibly that Jensen should date him. Jensen finds himself pursued by Jared Padalecki, an artist. Jensen isn’t sure what to make of this man. Is he serious about wanting him to model for him or is just another way for some guy to hit on him? He’s not too sure what to make of this artist, aside from the fact that Jared is just the man he could fall for. Then there is the case of an ex. Art: Live Journal Story: Ao3 Word Count: 10000 - 15000 Title: I Heard the First Wave of the Rising Tide Artist: 2blueshoes Author: whispered_story Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: N/A Summary: Jensen loves the ocean—and watching the hot guy who's almost always surfing during Jensen's morning stroll along the beach. He's happy to just admire the guy from afar, but Jared is determined to become a part of Jensen's life—starting with teaching him how to surf. Art: Ao3 Story: Ao3 Title: Two Hearts [Are One] Artist: bluefire986 Author: non_tiembo_mala Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Dragon Jensen Ackles, Magic, King Jared, Age Difference, Wedding Night, Predestination, First Time, Virgin Jared, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Top Jensen, Bottom Jared Summary: Jared is a prince who can only become King through marriage to one of Dragonkind, but not just any dragon. Jensen is his match, predestined by the gods, and he has waited for Jared to come along for a very, very long time.Their wedding night is one centuries in the making. Art: Live Journal Story: Ao3 Title: Joker’s Wild Artist: emmatheslayer Author: crownoyami Other Pairing: Jared/Cindy (Past/Mentioned) Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: Jared/Jensen, Past Jared/Cindy, Bottom Jensen, Top Jared, Top Jensen, Bottom Jared, Topping From the Bottom, Switching, Anal Fingering, Hand jobs, Anal Sex, Gender Swap Cosplay, Comic-Con, Oral Sex, Playing with the Timeline, Rimming, Barebacking, Light Angst, Fluff. Summary: Going to Comic-Con at the insistence of his girlfriend, Jared was looking to unwind for a weekend. What he found was a Joker he can’t get out of his head. When he returns the following year, they start a romance as passionate as the characters they portray. But will it last for more than a weekend a year? Art: Live Journal Story: Ao3 Title: Drop Dead Fed Artist: merakieross Author: zara_zee Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: gun violence, organised crime, top/bottom switching, FBI, Assassins, NSFW art Summary: Special Agent Jensen Ackles is working day and night to bring down the infamous Cortese Drug Cartel. His workload is so demanding that he hasn’t been laid in months, which is probably why he’s crushing hard on Jay – the hot guy who recently opened Jack of Tarts, the awesome new bakery near the office. They’ve been flirting for weeks and Jensen is sure it’s building up to something mind blowing. Someone trying to blow his brains out while he’s getting his daily cupcake fix is not exactly what he had in mind. Art: Live Journal Story: Ao3 Title: Lost for You Artist: dephigravity Author: dancing_adrift Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: N/A Summary: Jensen is more than a little in love with Tristan, a go-go dancer at the club he goes to every Tuesday. He'd consider making a move, too, asking him out or something, if it weren't for the tiny scrap of material Tristan is always wearing around his neck. That collar tells Jensen that, while Tristan looks like everything he could ever want, he's the exact opposite of the sort of partner Jensen needs. Luckily for Jensen, he couldn't be more wrong in his assumptions, and Jared "Tristan" Padalecki is going to prove it to him. Art: Live Journal | Tumblr Story: Ao3 Title: You'e Got Time Artist: emmatheslayer Author: tammyrenh Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: switching, cursing, panic attack, some fighting (mainly pushing) Summary: Jensen and Jared were once friends, but things didn't end well between them. After his parents' death, Jared went into a tail spin that ended with him in the prison camp that Jensen works as a guard. Things between them are tense and when their temperatures rise - well sometimes sex happens. Can they find a way to forgive each other their sins of the past (and of the present?) Art: Live Journal Story: Ao3 Word Count: 20000 - 40000 Title: Healing the Strong Artist: darklittleheart96 Author: crownoyami Other Pairings: Richard/Robert, Past Richard/Jared Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: Bottom Jared, Top Jensen, Not Historically Accurate, Violence, Killing, Hurt Jared, Slavery, Minor Character Death, Sword Wounds, Pining, Masturbation, Implied/Referenced Rape, Past Relationships, Oral Sex, Blowjobs, Anal Play, Rough Oral Sex, Facials, BDSM Undertones, Spanking, Frottage, Anal Fingering, Biting, Hair Tugging/Pulling, Virgin Jensen, Bondage, Sleep-Sex, Anal Sex, 69, Coming Untouched, Bareback, Possessive Jensen, Morning Sex, Slight Breath Play, Rough Sex, Rimming, Thoughtful Richard, Caring Robert, Bar Fight, Gambling Mentions, Mentions of Flagellation, Mentions Jared/Others. Summary: When Jared is forced to leave the Colosseum, having gotten injured in his last fight which almost cost his him life, Richard his manager has the idea of buying the gladiator a slave to help care for him. Young Jensen wasn’t like the other slaves at the market, his eyes burned with defiance and in his youth was a strength rarely shown in slaves. Having a slave in his home wasn’t what Jared wanted, but as they spend their days together it could be just what he needs. Art: Tumblr Story: Ao3 Title: We Are Sick Artist: emmatheslayer Author: wincest_whore Other Pairing: Jensen/Danneel (briefly - non graphic) Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: bottom!Jared, top!Jensen, obsessive!Jensen, self harm, violence, character death (minor), barebacking, dub-con, unrealistic depictions of a mental hospital Summary: Jensen Ackles: sick, twisted, cold-blooded killer. Jared Padalecki: broken, hopeless romatic, addicted to self harm. When their paths cross, it ignites a fire too bright to ignore. Art: Live Journal Story: Live Journal Title: The Billionaire and the Bandit Artist: missyswife37 Author: twoboys2love Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: mentions cruelty to horses Summary: Jensen Ackles is a wealthy rancher who deals in race horses. When some of his horses go missing, he sets up a trap to catch the thieves. He catches...Jared Padalecki. Jared has a very low opinion of Jensen but agrees to work off his debt on the ranch. Art: Live Journal Story: Live Journal | Ao3 Title: These Real and Vivid Dreams Artist: gotaprettymouth Author: wincest_whore Other Pairing: Christian Kane/Steve Carlson Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: drug use, character death(s), suicide, no happy ending Summary: After losing his husband in a tragic car accident, Jensen spirals down a dark path. Will his friends be able to pull him back from this road? Or will he succumb to his dark impulses? Art: Live Journal Story: Live Journal Title: Head Over Feet Artist: marietwist Author: non_tiembo_mala Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: Reference to past suicide attempt Summary: When Jensen's therapist suggests he do some volunteer work, he starts helping out at a soup kitchen downtown. Meeting Jared, the guy who runs it, is the first in a string of good surprises that just might change Jensen's life for the better. Art: Tumblr Story: Ao3 Title: Dragon’s Heart Artist: crownoyami Author: darklittleheart96 Other Pairing: Jeffrey Dean Morgan/Samantha Smith Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: Minor Character Death, Blood and Injury, Dragon, Mentioned Massacre, Violence, Soulmates, Magic, Mutual Pining, Daydreams, Bottom Jared Padalecki, Top Jensen Ackles, Angst with a Happy Ending, Non-Consensual Bondage, Injured Jared, Slavery, Hand Jobs, Frottage, Anal Play, Anal Fingering, Mutual Masturbation, Barebacking, Anal Sex, Rimming, Coming Untouched, Oral Sex, Nonbinary Character Summary: Jensen is the next in line to become Chief of their clan. To earn his place, first, he must complete a quest to prove his worth. Thankfully, he is given aid in the form of the head warrior, Jared to help protect him. Perhaps with both their skills they will be able to complete the seemingly impossible task of obtaining the dragon’s heart. Jensen never thought he would find something more valuable than his title along the journey. But can Jensen return home with both the dragon’s heart and his own intact? Or will their return rip Jared away from his arms? Art: Tumblr Story: Ao3

Swan au (a mission)

N/A: I confess this idea was in my mind for a while. I got to do something just between Kitty and the Basilisk will be important as well Grayson!Frollo and the conflict Yana vs Kurt. One step at a time here.

@djinmer4 @dannybagpipesarecalling @discordsworld

Rachel Grey is the first to admit this is a damn plan and a suicide mission. Princess Yana may be the salvation of the world, however, nothing says what will save them if this fails.

Subtle is not her forte. That´s a given at this point. With the fate of the world in her shoulder, Rachel can pretend to make small talk with this Kitty woman as if nothing is at stakes.

"You know, when you told us your name" Rachel speaks leaning on the wall of the room as Captain Britain and his now wife, Gloriana, are talking with the Necromancer about an evil king that needs to be defeated "you never told us your last name"

Kitty frown at this question. For a moment, an image of a swan comes to Rachel´s mind( when she was little, her father did take her to the pound to see the swan and they were kicked out from there by the birds. Scott and Rachel could attack...but who would hurt such beautiful creature?) as Kitty puts her hands on her hips.

"Watch missy, you may be my hero, but this does not mean you can read my mind...or try to" Kitty speaks lowly as her eyes, without blinking, focus on Rachel and the red hair backs away. This disturbance did not go unnoticed. "But if you must know, my last name would be..." she ponders for a moment looking amusedly at Kurt " let´s say Pryde, no one here can pronounce my name correctly"

No Doug this time. The youngest member of Excalibur is still on his solo mission.

"Yeah, her name is very complex to be spoken now I must ask " Kurt´s tone now morphes into a deeper one "why are you asking us to defeat an evil king? King Maximilian is ruling for 30 years and no one thought in putting an end in his reign...why now?"

Excalibur is nervous at this point, however, Brian takes the lead of the conversation.

"King Maximilian is now trying to invade Genosha as well Xernox, as his intention is more than clear King Magneto is paying us to put a stop on the king´s schemes" Brian speaks like a true leader. Kurt has none of that.

"And why us?" Kurt inquires "evil kings should be easier to defeat" there´s a light mock tone in his voice.

"Oh, why this drama"Rachel speaks getting feed up of the necromancer thinking he can intimidate Excalibur "we have gold and you are evil, do we need to do a resume?" Rachel shouts wanting to blast this man´s head. She ponders, for a brief moment before lucidity hits her if she could do this, after all, Rachel is the Pheonix now.

"Either way" Kitty replied still looking grumpy "King Maximilian rose from power thanks to a deal made with Magneto,uhm, 30 years ago, The said deal would be in killing Magneto´s opponents in the most brutal way possible to serve as a lesson that if you cross Magneto...you´ll suffer" Kitty puts her finger on her lips assessing the situation "Magneto even put Maximilian in a protection squad and laws to guarantee everything goes smoothly, after all, that´s what family does"

"WHAT?" Excalibur now asked forgetting the Necromancer for a hot minute. This piece of information is new to them and this is a mistake on their part.

"Yes, Maximilian is Magneto´s twin brother. So, why Maximilian is so adamant in murdering his own twin? Uhm, I've got a theory ...the man is very arrogant and we, humans " there´s a mock smile now "often follow on the biblical stories. Cain and Abel. Magneto is a famous one and Maximilian is the forgotten one...Jealousy can lead even the most rational people into despair, even if his plan is to not kill Magneto, destroying Genosha can be seen as a signal of power" now Kitty stops and looks at the others again with the broody persona. "HEY!"

"She´s right" Kurt takes the word now "Magneto has a twin. Now, why we should help them Katzchen?"

"Because...they are Excalibur and we have nothing else to do"

"You heard the lady, let´s put an end on Cain and Abel"

___________________________ Maximilian´s castle is cover with a powerful seal. Kurt has to give credit this is more complex than he was expecting, maybe, once the mission is over he can study such seals.

Rachel proves again how is impossible to enter or even break the seal. Meggan and Brian prove that as well. Kurt, can, by all accounts, break the seal, but this would cause great attention and Maximilian´s guards are known for one thing. Shoot first, ask later.

(Is not out of concern for Excalibur, one less hero group to worry about, however, Kitty ...is vulnerable here)

"What we can do?" Meggan asked. Kitty looks to the sky for a few minutes. Then back again to the team "Hey, how does the seal work?"

"Covering all the castle from the ground." Brian responds not getting the picture "so, is it possible to have blind spots?"

Kurt thought for a moment.

"If there´s is, it would be way up high and it would be a small piece" Kurt answers and explains "seals of this magnitude were design to defend the castle, yet, they put all the power in strategic points. Therefore, is possible to have blind spots"

"Ok, I´ll go there and see" Kitty speaks and the Excalibur opposed saying it was hard and their sensors would detect her presence. Kitty only mutters "you all so lucky I admire you, but, stop saying silly things " and Kurt defends Kitty by saying she can pass the sensors.

"Ok, kiddo, even if you find the blind spot, what we are going to do? we can´t go over there. Do you know how to cancel a seal ?" Rachel asked and Kitty shakes her head impatiently. "No, but Kurt does, is a bit confusing on what I´m going to say, but you can connect my mind with the team so when I see the blind spot Kurt can tell me how to cancel it" Kitty suggested simply and Rachel wonders if this woman is the bravest woman on the planet or the dumbest.

No one will question why she choose to be changed into a swan. As Kurt did inform earlier, the sensors didn´t detect Kitty("why?" "does she has a special power?" "That´s a secret") and the woman, and consequently the team, are watching the seals on each tower, until, she meets a small hole on the perfect sphere.

Kurt did give the instruction on how to deactivate the seal and soon Excalibur could enter and complete the mission.

Who is Kitty Pryde?

That mission proves to be a failure. Whoever this woman is...she must be powerful if the necromancer is that fond of her.

________________________________ Princess Illyana is just ending her spar session with Dani Moonstar as now the two girls talk about their plans.

"So, according to that letter from Doug and Brian, this woman can turn into a swan and no sensor can detect her. What do we take from here?" Dani asked drinking a bottle of water.

"That confirms what I suspect, she was the woman my brother is talking about, not that this help, in any case, Piotr was insane without the necromancer doing anything"Yana confess. This is going to be a great way to blackmail Proteus to accept her terms "in fact, that´s better, now, Proteus is eating in my hand now"

"How so? he´s still the king-regent until you complete 21 years old" Dani asked a bit confused as for how Yana can already be controlling Proteus.

"One thing my people hate is necromancy. If it got out that he made a deal with the devil, regardless of what he asked, people will revolt against him and ...Kings can be killed" Yana smiles darkly "however, I want to avoid a blood bath, so, I´ll suggest him to take a nice long vacation on the Emerald Island and never return"

"He´s a smart guy, he´ll follow that plan" Dani speaks now getting the picture "and if the necromancer comes here for the gems?" Yana speaks something in Russian and then in English "the contract ends when Proteus is no longer in power if he wants gems...he´ll have to pay for it, now, that you mentioned him...I must talk with someone else"

Using magical words a portal is open.

"I need to consult with Belasco about this ...necromancer" Yana rose from the ground and is ready to go "in my absence tells Proteus I still can see him" another darkly smile appears as now Yana is gone.

One shots masterlist

AUs:

NCT U Predator AU Series Masterlist

Neo Culture Coven Technology AU Masterlist

Folklore AU Masterlist 

Reverse Folktale AU Masterist

Looking Glass AU Masterlist

Underground AU Masterlist

hybrid AU masterlist

covens AU masterlist

Groups:

* SUGA | RESILIENCE | (shifter!) Suga x (witch!) reader | MOODBOARD

she witnessed that no matter what came at him, he always pulled through. he was impossable to shake. | -

* SUGA | LEATHER AND GASOLINE | (Agust D!) Suga x reader + feat. JHope

“i told you one of these days i wasn’t gunna be able to watch your back, and here i am, supposed to be the one stabbing you in the back.” | language, gun violence

* RM | SMOKE | (blue caterpiller!) RM x (Alice!) reader

the way the smoke billowed and curled reminded her of they way his thoughts would whisp around him as they coiled off his tongue. | smoking

* RM | CRAZY = GENIUS | (arsonist!) RM x reader

you can set yourself on fire, but you’re never gunna burn. you can set yourself on fire, but you’re never gunna learn. | mild drinking

* JHOPE | REFLECT | (sun god!) JHope x (moon godess!) reader

she spent her world living in his shadow, but that wasn’t the way he saw it. | -

* XIUMIN | WONDERLOST | (cheshire!) Xiumin x (Alice!) reader

she was lost in the wonder of such a place, and he was lost in the wonder of her. | -

* XIUMIN | CLOVER | (wolf!) Xiumin x (witch!) reader | MOODBOARD

after so many years of being on your own, you now have a gentle wolf to watch your back. | gender neutral reader

* XIUMIN | CRESCENT EYES | (witch!) Xiumin x (hybrid!) reader

as winter melted into spring, so his power drained from him. for the first time in the countless years, he had received no sign from his creator. instead of the guiding light, he found his strength in the shy crescent eyes of a feline. | -

* BAEKHYUN | ATTENTION | Byun Baekhyun x reader

Baekhyun had been ignoring her, and she began to suspect him of possably cheating on her with another idol. | -

* CHANYEOL | LOST BOY | (changeling!) Park Chanyeol x reader | MOODBOARD

lonely little boy, you never really belonged. but that’s alright, nether did she. | -

* CHANYEOL | GUARD DOG | (hybrid! familiar!) Park Chanyeol x (witch!) reader | MOODBOARD

i can’t take care of you anymore | -

* CHANYEOL | STERLING | Park Chanyeol x reader

you always had a curosity with dolls. your father used to bring you robotic ones he made in his tinkering. sometimes, you wondered, if you could bring them life. you blamed that for your later intrest in necromancy. | voodoo, gore

* SEHUN | DARK SIDE | Star Wars AU (Jedi!) Sehun x (Nightsister!) reader

Sehun was unsure of whether or not to trust this witch with an affinity for the dark side. | smut

* JB | DRIPPING ROSES | (knave of hearts!) Im Jaebum x (alice!) reader

silly little girl, i don’t think you’ll much like what you find in the heart of wonderland. | slight gore

* JACKSON | SELFLESS | (dragon!) Jackson Wang x (mystic!) reader

he was cursed for his family, but she set him free. | character death

* JINYOUNG | OF FAERIES AND FORSETS | Park Jinyoung x (faerie!)reader | MOODBOARD

Jinyoung had always been curious about the forest, and what creatures wandered there. | duel endings

* YOUNGJAE | PRECIOUS | (blood slave!) Choi Youngjae x (vampire!) reader + feat. N

he was her most precious possesion. | a little bit of master/slave kink tbh, but not very sexual.

* BAMBAM | SURVIVAL OF THE RICHEST | post-apocalyptic au! Bambam x reader | MOODBOARD

morals are simply a set back in the aftermath. they’ll get you destroyed. | mentions of sexual assault against minors

* BAMBAM | SNOWGLOBE | Bambam x reader

for as long as he could remember, the cold nipped at his nose. The snow dusted his clothes. The trees where always stickly, covered in a layer of shimmering ice. But he always wondered, what lay just past the old lampost. | -

* YUGYEOM | SALT WATER | (siren!) Kim Yugyeom x reader + feat. (cabin boy!) Jisung + NCT

she could hear it, that distant melody. it called to her, cared for her, looked out for her when no one else would. | impiled sexual harassment and assault

* JOHNNY | PROMISE | revolution au! Johnny Seo x reader 

we’ll shout it from the tallest building / we’ll be here when their heart stops beating (inspired by Wake Up by Black Veil Brides) | gun violence, language

* TAEYONG | FREEDOM | (run away au!) Lee Taeyong x reader | MOODBOARD

some kids never learn. | mentions of achehol and cigarettes

* TAEYONG | HARLEQUIN | (yandere!) Lee Taeyong x (psychopath!) reader | MOODBOARD

he would do whatever she asked, more than happy to simply be a member of her cort of jesters, even if that ment his silence. |  mental illness, emotional abuse

* TAEYONG | ROSE COLORED BOY | (prince!) Lee Taeyong x (knight!) reader

a beautiful, youthful prince, the crown jewel of his kingdom, kindhearted and breathtaking in beauty, locked away and lost. frozen in time, forever young as the years pass around him. | reverse sleeping beauty au

* TEN | RELEVE | (dance teacher!) Ten x (ballet student!) reader

he was born with the rhythm in his blood, and his words were kind to those who looked for guidance. | -

* MARK + LUCAS | PRAY FOR THE WICKED | Mark x reader x Lucas | PART TWO

 sin will find you | drug use, sexual themes and implied threesome, some guy x guy 

* RENJUN | EAST IS UP | Renjun x reader

it can take some time to compleatly wake up when you’ve been alseep for so long. | inspired by Jumpsuit by Twenty One Pilots

* HAECHAN | MALICE | Haechan x reader

not everyone get’s to have a happy childhood, some of them tread on shattered glass though hellfire. in that heat you eather burn or freeze. | violence

* JAEMIN | DISTORTION | (yandere! merman!) Jaemin x reader | MOODBOARD

your kind forgot long ago, that it’s sea water that falls from your eyes you simply renamed to tears. | drowning

* G-DRAGON | IN-SANE-ITY | (mad hatter!) G-Dragon x (Alice!) reader

what’s so weird about being a little weird? | -

* N | RHYTHM | (spirit!) N x reader

there is a rhythm in all living things. if you listen, you can feel it’s hum. | -

* N | REDRUM | (ghost!) N x (cannibal!) reader

all work and no play, makes you just so… hungry… | all the warnings. !!!

* LEO | CREATURE OF THE NIGHT | (skinwalker!) Leo x (medicine woman!) reader | MOODBOARD

you don’t talk about them. you never go out by yourself, for fear you might run into one. no one knows what they actually do, for everyone who encounters one and doesn’t get away, disappears for good. | dule endings

* KEN | POCKET WATCHER | (white rabbit!) Ken x (Alice!) reader

her curiosity seemed to always run away with her… but what was curiouser than finding a handsome young man alone in the woods? | -

* RAVI | THE SORCERESS’ APPRENTICE | (apprentice!) Ravi x (sorceress!) reader + feat. (vampire!) Xiumin | MOODBOARD

Ravi had left his coven in search of a sorcerer powerful enough to teach him his full magical potental. | adult and sexual themes

* RAVI | RITUAL | (apprentice!) Ravi x (sorceress!) reader | MOODBOARD

Magic like this is forbidden, and for good reason. | mild adult content

* RAVI | WARRIOR QUEEN | Ravi x reader

she had missed her chance, and now it tore her apart. | mental illness

* HONGBIN | ROOM 217 | Hongbin x reader

The Overlook Hotel is known to be home to some very… interesting spirits. | smut

* HYUK | SICKNESS | Hyuk x reader

sometimes the most beautiful rose in the pained broken one. | character death

* HYUNGWON | TEAPOT | (doormouse!) Hyungwon x (Alice!) reader

sometimes even the smallest things can become large depending on your veiw point. | -

* HYUNGWON + I.M | HALO | (witch!) Hyungwon + (witch!) I.M

divinity magic | -

* WONHO | FLOWER PETALS | (ghost!) Wonho x reader

everything has a story to tell if you are willing to listen. | mentions of rape and murder

* ALL | BELOW THE MARSH | seven deadly sins series

some things hide just below unassuming appearances | seven different endings

* WOOJIN | MONSTER | (vampire!) Kim Woojin x reader

if you look past the gentle smiles, you may find what you believed to be innocence is not as pure as before. | slight yandere

* BANG CHAN | SECOND NATURE | (wolf!) Bang Chan x reader

while she might look at first glance, just like any of the other humans, he could smell the wolf in her blood. Long quiet and sleeping patently. He itched to set that wolf free, and watch her dance under the moonlight. | -

* FELIX | THE BOYS WITH FLAMES FOR HAIR | (reverse little mermaid au) Lee Felix x reader

the deep but gentle voice seemed to haunt you. Playing over and over again in the back of your mind. The fuzzy outline of the boy who saved you waited just behind your eyelids. His vibrant hair reminded you sometimes of the mute boy who had wandered into your backyard… | suicide attempt mention

* TAEMIN | DOWNPOUR | (naiad!) Lee Taemin x reader

he is that heavy feeling in your chest when the sky opens up and pours. he glances at you through the curtain of rain drops, the embodiment of mother nature’s sweat and tears. | depression

* ZTAO | ORACLE | (witch!) Tao x reader

there are whispers in shadows of the magic world. Whispers of a cult of witches, fortune tellers. But these are no normal tarot readers, these are oracles. The whispers warn of the horrible things that happen to those who seek out the members of this cult. | slight adult themes

@rice-22

So, we finished a review of this troll like a week ago, and you seem to have changed a lot of things, but save the sprite there are there very few pertaining to CD’s review? So in light of that I’m gonna be doing this second review instead of CD to see if I can bring anything different to the table. Furthermore, because your bio introduces multiple themes throughout, I’m going to go through once with light commentary and then make my changes at the very end when I’ve decided what themes to keep and which ones to toss.

Some info:in left i got him when he was the heir,i made an crown based on the fabric triangle some ghosts wear,also got an squid crown,got blinded for unknown reasons,got an squid cape that he hates and some cuffs that reflect how he is trapped on being the prince,on right theres him when ran from mean trollstodian,got an helmet and a bionic horn/tentacle,bad cover-up of his sign and the tentacles of his shoes are now off,id would like an re-design from the squid heir one,and the jelly runaway,also he does not look too muck jellyfishy…. Place:AU where theres an planet where trolls gets two custodians,an troll one and a lusus one,theres also a lot of communities like towns or villages,every one of them gets an fuschia leader and red bloods are important in society while limes are “trash”

Themes spotted: ghosts, squid, jellyfish?

Also, interesting concept of each principality having a fuchsia ruler! I guess in that context it makes sense for one to run away since there would be more fuchsias to fill the power vacuum.

Name:left is Glauce ?????? and right is Nomuro ??????, Glauce is pluto’s twin and Nomuro comes from Nomura,one of the biggest species of jellyfish,and ro because is the termination on some japanese boy names

Additional theme: Pluto??? Also I assume that when you say left and right you just mean first and last name???

Age:7sweeps,god he looks like 4!!,(reference to the turritopsis nutricula)

Yeah that’s pretty cool. Especially since he’s starting a new life.

Strife Specibus:hornmade brush

Additonal theme: paint…ing? Based on CD’s review I guess in reference to squids.

Fetch Modus:shock modus,guessing game,the item that is needed will not shock and the other ones will give an i wish little shock

Additional theme: …electric eels, maybe, if we’re going with the underwater theme? Unless this is meant to be a reference to a jellyfish’s sting…

Blood color:fuschia/hemoanon

It looks like his second look is clearly tealblooded, though, instead of hemonanon!

Symbol and meaning: Pimini mixed with variant of planetary symbol of pluto

And this is also from CD’s review. Given how much you’ve changed I’m no longer sure this is the same squid troll as last time, though the visual similarities remain…

Trolltag:JovenBidente Bidente is the combination of bident and seer on spanish,Joven is young

Hm so you seem to have fixated on “young” and “fuchsiablood,” which aren’t themes so much as parts of the character you want to highlight

Quirk: ]-ïmPortant stuff gets bidents-[ when theres an p and l together he types P_,double headed ï,uses symbols and caps,always cap P

I don’t think I fully understand this quirk beyond just being the first two letters of fuchsiablood signs?

Special Abilities (if any):seer powers like visions,also got mixed senses,can taste colors and feel sounds

And now we have a synesthesia ability? I guess that works pretty well with the squid thing…

Lusus:Jolly skid,an fusion between Jellyfish and an squid,also the name came from jolly rancher and skittles

Okay that’s pretty cute. Additional theme: candy? But maybe subsumed into the youth theme, which can be subsumed into the jellyfish one

Personality: shy,nervous but can flip to mad and brave

Interests:underrated stuff,jellyfish,necromancy

…ADDITIONAL THEME: NECROMANCY????

Title:seer of doom

Dream planet:Derse

Aight let’s go over the themes we found in this bio along with which themes can “eat” the other ones: squid (painting, synesthesia), jellyfish (ghosts/necromancy, youth/immortality (candy)), Pluto, and electric eels(?).

Hm. So if I wanted to collapse this into a couple broad and easily applicable themes, I’d probably stick with the jellyfish and squid? Which means I should go through and remove references to Pluto and electric eels?

Name: Which means, right off the bat, that we should change the first name from Glauce. Maybe Magfin, from the Bigfin Squid Magnapinna? They’re well known for being real freaky-looking squid with long, long tentacles that it uses to feed off the seabed, and are rarely even seen, which reinforces both the ghostly theme of hiding and the long chain of responsibilities that are difficult to escape.

Strife Specibus: Instead of paintbrushkid, maybe needlegun, like a tattoo machine?

Fetch Modus: I like the mechanic of the Shock Modus, so maybe we can just make it a Sting Modus with the same properties? We can also add in CD’s suggestion from last time of a Squid modus that works like a camouflaged tree modus.

Symbol: I agree that he’s a Doom player, a Dersite, and a Fuchsiablood, but I no longer think he needs the Pluto association? SO I might just make him straight-up Piminini again.

Trolltag: I think we can allude to him being “young,” to starting a new life, and to being a former heir without tipping our hand too strongly. How about splitImmortal? The “split” referencing his divided idenities as well as the bident, and “immortal” a reference to the immortal jellyfish you mentioned earlier as well as the fact that fuchsiabloods live significantly longer than their lower-blooded coutnerparts.

Quirk: I like the bident quirk, but I’d jettison the Pi quirk. For the rest maybe just a colon and an underlined equal sign after c? like so:

The quic:=k brown fox jumps over the lazy dog. Looks a little like a squid, or a jellyfish, or a ghost, or a skull.

Special Abilities: I like what you’ve given him! I would like if his visions of doom were similar confused due to his synesthesia.

Lusus: the lusis is cute as hell I wouldn’t take him away from you

Personality: I think it makes sense for this character to have two faces since so much of his character is based on splits, but I would expand on this a little more in terms of what circumstances would cause him to decide it’s worth standing up to someone. For example, it seems that he weighed the odds and decided that running away was the better option to standing up to his trollstodian.

Interests: I like the necromancy detail actually! Let’s add something arty to justify the whole ink thing.

Now to the redesign.

Both sprites are slightly edited from CD’s review last time!

Horns - This is an AU so I guess he doesn’t have to have Feferi’s horns, but I thought it would be worth trying on.

Hair - This is slightly edited from CD’s review of this troll since I felt it had the character you were going for.

Crown - The crown looked a little busy, so I gave him a tiara shaped like the top of a squid head and gave him a gem that imitated the top of the symbol!

Eyes - I know the “blind seer” is the most overplayed trope, but deep-sea squids and jellyfish often don’t have what we consider “eyes.” I went with a blind look more similar to when Sollux “died” rather than Terezi’s look

1) because a tealblood seer with red eyes would edge a little too close to Terezi

2) the black eyes look a little spookier, playing back into the ghost theme

3) this gives a stronger tie-in to his synesthesia since it will function similarly to Terezi’s strong sense of smell

Helmet - Since I made him blind, I wanted to give him a Geordie LaForge type visor for his helmet!

Scarf - most scarves in Homestuck just show the one side of it to get the visual across so that’s what I did.

Symbol - just changed it to straight-up Pimini

Shirt - for the teal sign, I gave his shirt a scalloped edge to better call back to the jellyfish/ghost themes, especially since his helmet gives his head a domes appearance. This way his fuchsiablood version leans more on squid themes and his tealblood version is more jellyfish!

Shoes - the tentacles made the design a little busy, so I took ‘em otu but kept the ink stains, since they’re a nice nod to the squiddyness of it all and also a reminder that no matter where he goes, he’ll leave some trace of himself.

And that’s everything! Hope this helped!

-TR

Tied Across Time And Space

A Pro No Evens of @trulymightypotato‘s Royal Expectations

The Darker Moon au

Dan meets Phil and PJ under less that preferable circumstances

oOo

The Lord of the Third District was nothing like Dan had expected.

He’d heard that Phil Lester was a rather cheerful and kind man, and while the Lord had shown split moments of such a personality around his guard (the few times Dan had had the chance to catch a glimpse), he was cold and callous to all others, glaring at any Empirical thing that moved and several that didn’t. He never fought them though, had yet to make an escape attempt or utilize any kind of magic. Then again, that had been the deal.

If there was one thing The Changing Land were known for besides what the connection of the land and Royals gave, it was the caliber of the Noble’s personal guards. Shadows that stood by the Nobles until their death - and some rumors had it even the jaws of such an abyss couldn’t keep them back. This boy, however - or, well, man; but he certainly acted young enough - matched Phil in that he did not match what Dan had expected.

He was by no means silent, and though he did keep behind his noble, this PJ looked more like he was clinging to Phil’s back and less like he was watching it. If Dan had to guess, the Noble’s true guard was back in the Changing Lands and that they hadn’t risked losing everything by sending him.

The original decision had been to kill the guard. That was what guards were for, after all: a disposable human shield. But Phil had begged, pleaded - the most emotion the man had openly shown really - to let the guard live, stay by his side. And so it was decided that perhaps Phil would be less of a problem if he had something to lose. So PJ lived.

For the most part, the two were kept in a locked tower room, but every so often Phil was paraded around like a show animal, a trophy. Phil always insisted that PJ, despite the guard’s protests, remain in the tower.

Phil and PJ never snuck around, but Dan did.

“Is there really nothing you can do about that?” Dan winced in sympathy, watching as PJ suppressed a scream, clutching his arm. The man shook his head jerkily. By now Dan knew the spell would pass, but that didn’t make it any easier to watch. “How the hell did you ever become a guard with a condition like that?”

“It’s a recent development.” PJ gasped a bit, trembling beginning to subside. “Well, recent enough.”

“It must be if they let you come into hostile territory like that.” Dan shook his head. Maybe the plan had been to have such a pitiful guard that either a) it wasn’t much of a loss if he died or b) the Changing Lands had hoped they wouldn’t have the heart to kill him. Which, well, it had worked. In a way.

“It only started while we’ve been held here.” PJ answered vaguely. Which was months.

“... are you really Phil’s guard?”

PJ gave Dan an odd look.

“I mean… yes? I’m here? I’m guarding him as best as I can. It’s kinda hard to do my job in the depths of enemy territory.”

“You’re right.” Dan sighed, shaking his head. Stupid. He was always so stupid. “It’s just…” No. Stop talking. He doesn’t care anyway.

“Just what?” PJ cocked his head to the side curiously, finally straightening out of his curled-up form.

“I’ve been… looking into Noble personal guards.” More like obsessing over them. Hyperfixiating. The other Empirical Nobles believed him when he said it was to help in war efforts though. Either that or they didn’t care enough to stop him… the latter was probably more likely. Most didn’t talk to him unless it was about how his necromancy was going and if he could summon this old ruler or find out what that pile of decaying bones had to suggest for that matter at hand. “A few people have suggested that they’re bonded together with blood magic, that’s how you can attack the Noble and the guard comes running no matter what they were doing or where they were.”

PJ tensed.

“... that’d be dangerous though. Why would they risk it? Risk noble blood and royal magic?” Dan shrugged. Great. Even PJ thought he was stupid now.

No. He was being defensive. Focus Howell, push past the self-loathing for a few seconds.

“It’s obviously very helpful though. It works. It’s real.” Dan stared down PJ, who looked out the window.

He never got the actual confirmation out of the guard, as footsteps signaled that Phil was returning and signaled Dan’s time was up.

oOo

“How’s your research been going?”

Dan jumped, the book in his hands falling to the floor in a heap that would definitely mess up more than a few pages. Trust Louise to be able to be able to find the most dusty, forgotten, quiet, closed off corner of the library. Trust Dan to know where it was for years.

“So you’ve heard about that.” Dan grimaced. He wasn’t sure how much he liked knowing people had been talking about his ‘studying’ behind his back. No wait, he knew how he felt about it: he absolutely hated it. But there were worse people out there to know than Louise. Much worse.

“The news got to me pretty fast. Which is to say, I knew before I even got here. I think everybody wants me to try and get you to focus more on necromancy.” Louise was only visiting the castle, and sadly with her had come many of the high Nobles of the western part of the Empire.

“I know, I should be, I should be,” Dan ran his fingers through his hair, almost tearing through it, but a wave of clarity and peace rocked through him, pushing past the sudden spur of negativity. Louise gave him a smile. Dan took a deep breath, soothing his already calming nerves.

“Dan, you don’t have to do anything.” Louise set a hand on his shoulder, strengthening the calming aura’s abilities.

“You know that’s not true. We’re just… pawns, in the eyes of the King.” Dan shook his head, leaning down and picking the book back up. “At least Lilith gets to be, like, a bishop or something. They’re useful.”

“So then it shouldn’t matter what you do.” Louise reached into a bag that Dan hadn’t noticed was slug over her shoulder and pulled out a book. It was old and worn-looking, with a speckle of dried blood here and there. “I didn’t ask where he got this - I doubt I would’ve liked the answer - but I saw a soldier had this and convinced him to give it up. I’ve heard about it before. It’s supposedly a very popular book in The Changing Lands. Even if it doesn’t help you, I’m sure the prisoners would like something from home.”

“... thank you, Louise.”

Dan did his best not to cry.

(He didn’t succeed.)

oOo

“The Darker Moon!” PJ practically squealed upon opening the cover and reading the first few lines - the title cover had been too obscured to read. “I love this book!”

“So you do know it.” Good to know that Louise’s source had been right. Dan had flipped through it a bit, but after the tenth gory description of corpse he decided he’d wait a bit.

“Oh yeah, everybody from back home’s probably sat through a reading or two of it at least.” PJ sounded almost wistful. Thinking about his home, where he belonged, the place they were keeping him from.

“What’s it about?” The only words Dan had picked up appearing commonly were ‘Gar’ and ‘demon’, and after his brief perusal it hadn’t seemed liked a very happy story.

“Okay, so,” PJ shifted around on the bed excitedly, eyes practically sparkling, “It’s about this king who becomes a demon, but like a really really powerful one, and his protectaaaaaaaAAAGHK-”

PJ’s description was cut off sharply as he doubled over, eyes squeezed shut and face screwed up in pain. One of his hands was squeezing a part of his stomach as if it he could somehow rip out the source of the pain with his bare hands.

“PJ!” Dan rushed over, catching the guard right before he fell off the bed. PJ didn’t respond, but a sheen of sweat was quickly appearing on his brow and Dan didn’t doubt that if PJ’s mouth wasn’t locked shut he’d be screaming. As it was, there were muffled whimpers of pain attempting to make its way out. “PJ, PJ, you’re going to be okay,”

He didn’t even realize he was clutching PJ to his chest in an effort to comfort him the best he could until it’d already been a ridiculous amount of time.

Damn it.

He was growing attached to the enemy.

oOo

“Phil.”

Dan wasn’t sure how long the Noble had had a sword - they’d confiscated all their weapons months ago - but he definitely had one now and it was definitely pointed at Dan, whose head was poking out of the secret entrance in the fireplace.

“What do you want?” There was nothing but contempt in Phil’s voice.

“What’s wrong with PJ?”

Dan forced himself to not retreat back the way he’d come and instead slowly eased his way entirely into the room. Phil didn’t run him through with the sword, so at least something was going well.

At the mention of the guard’s name, Phil looked back at the bed where PJ was sleeping fitfully, unable to remain still. Not even sleep was an escape.

“None of your business.” Okay yep the metal of the sword was most definitely touching Dan’s neck yep that was a thing that was happening.

“He can’t live like this.” Dan realized he probably shouldn’t have said that.

Especially once he was on the tower floor, a foot on his chest holding him down, sword still against his neck, and a furious look on the Noble’s face.

“He doesn’t have a choice. And you think I don’t realize what pain he’s in, what he has to go through every day, what you and your people are putting him through?”

‘Your people?’

“Did, did somebody poison him?” No. No, Dan hadn’t heard anything about that. Then again, he wouldn’t really put it past the some of the Nobles in this place.

“No.” Phil shook his head, at least giving Dan that much of an answer.

“... would it be better if he was back in the Third District?”

Phil quirked an eyebrow, and the sword lowered ever so slightly.

“... what would you gain by helping us?”

“A clear conscience? The knowledge that I’ve done something good with my life?” Dan offered.

“And why would I even trust you? If we get caught, I may as well just kill… PJ, myself.” Phil glared down, and the sword was hovering close to Dan’s throat again.

“You’re desperate. Nobody else is offering.” This. This had been a bad plan.

The blade of the sword sliced a small scratch into Dan’s cheek before it was returned to a sheath.

“Tomorrow. If you’re going to get us out of here, it’s tomorrow. This time. And if anything starts to seem fishy, I’ll take it into my own hands.”

Dan nodded desperately and essentially scampered back through the secret entrance.

oOo

“Good. You guys didn’t run.”

In all honesty, Dan had expected to hear that Phil and PJ had miraculously disappeared, or been seen running away or something, seeing as now Phil knew how to get out. PJ had known for a while, but Dan knew PJ was the more level-headed one of the two in the situation.

“We do need to get out alive. We aren’t stupid.” Both PJ and Phil were decked out in armor that looked suspiciously like guard armor. Both had swords and what looked like a knife or two strapped to their person.

“Where… did you…?”

“Do you think we’ve just been sitting here helplessly for months?” Phil said, and PJ poked at what looked like some seeds in the palm of his hand. “Let’s get going.”

It was lucky that so few people knew about the secret tunnels in the castle. The Royalty probably knew, but telling the entire staff and guard about them would kinda defeat the purpose, so they were in no way guarded or patrolled.

Well, they weren’t supposed to be.

“I figured it was only a matter of time.”

Dan heard the sound of who he assumed was Phil drawing his sword behind him, and he tried to signal to the other not to fight yet.

“Nate-”

“Dan, I grew up in this castle. Did you think I wouldn't notice you running around, visiting him?” Nate nodded to PJ.

Reluctantly, Dan set his hand on his sword.

“I'm getting them out of here, Nate,” Dan said through gritted teeth. Nate… didn't do anything, really. He didn't draw his sword, just looked up at the ceiling of the tunnel for a moment.

“... I slaughtered a pig tonight.”

That, well, Dan had not been expecting that.

“Good, for you?”

“Its blood soaked my bed. If they tried, they might be able to figure out it's not mine, but why do that when they can blame The Changing Lands?” Dan didn't have an answer to that. Then again, Nate wasn't really looking for one. Instead he just asked,

“Why?”

“Dan, I'm being called. There's a song coming from the west. I have to go find it.”

“But, Nate, you're the prince-” Dan took a step forward. Even with what he was doing he loved his kingdom, and what would it be without its heir?

“To a poisoned kingdom! How long until it gets me, until I become the next corrupt and revenge-seeking figure head?!” Nate all but shouted, anger and so much fear written across his face. “I… I can't do that. I can't put my kids through what I went through, not if I can help it.”

“Nate…” Dan took his hand off his sword and approached the man he'd watched grow alongside himself. How many other Nobles had grown up unhappy? How many admitted it to themselves?

Nate was kind enough to be the one who initiated the hug.

“I know you can hear it, Dan,” Nate whispered into his ear as they stood there, closer than they had been in ages. Dan shook his head.

“Nothing is calling me west.”

“No,” Nate agreed, “its from the north. Piano and… flutes?” He… he'd assumed that was just Phil and PJ, that he was imagining that it was coming from farther, that it was playing for him. “Follow it, Dan; the magic knows more than we do.”

“We’re no one’s pawns.” He wasn't sure he entirely believed that, but it sounded right, and it filled him with... well he supposed it was hope. How out of place it felt in his chest.

Nate finally broke away, looking Dan in the eyes.

“Take my father’s horse. That's sure to piss him off.”

“May Dena look after you.”

This could be the last time Dan ever saw Nate. He wouldn't be happy with that, but he supposed it wasn't a bad memory to end on.

oOo

They rode fast out of the capital, and Dan didn't question why every guard was miraculously asleep. Nate had always been better trained in magic than him. It had been quite the adventure trying to keep PJ on his horse while he was in pain, and he did fall off once. They didn't have time to spare, so Phil took the guard onto his own horse to better watch him, and Dan made a note to heal him later. It was only when the horses were too tired to go much farther, and they found a good cave, one that didn't look like it was the home to a dangerous beast, that they finally stopped.

“We’ll be safe here,” Phil said after inspecting the cave. “I’ll set some illusions by the entrance.”

“... wouldn't it be easier to just hide it with vines or something?” Dan suggested as he helped PJ down from the horse. His latest attack at least seemed to be ending, but he definitely looked worse for wear. Phil squinted at Dan for a moment.

“We should probably have told you at some point during the ride.” He sighed.

“Told me what?”

“I'm not Phil. I'm PJ.” Dan just… stared at the man he had believed to be the Noble of his enemy. He looked down at the man he'd gotten to know, to enjoy the company of. Said man smiled back weakly.

“Surprise?”

oOo

They rode slower the next day. Still cautious, but it wouldn't do to kill their horses within just a few days. It was still months until they reached home. Well, Phil and PJ’s home.

Dan ruffled through his bag, looking at their rations. It’d be dangerous to stop for supplies; they'd have to hunt and forage as much as possible.

His fingers brushed something distinctly not food-like, and he pulled out The Darker Moon.

Huh.

He'd almost forgotten PJ - wait no that was wrong - Phil slipping it in, unwilling to leave the piece of home he'd been given during his long and torturous stay.

Phil, who was currently riding alongside him and not suffering, visibly perked at the sight of the book.

Dan had never been the best public speaker, or people person, but if he could do something, anything to distract Phil even just a bit, it'd be worth it to try.

He attempted a smile at Phil and opened the book.

“A Note For First Time Readers

I am not the author, and any version of this you may read is not by the author. Over the years “The Dark Moon” has been rewritten repeatedly so that the modern readers do not have to stumble through the dialects of old.

Every version, however, is written by a Royal and checked over by multiple historians with only the original version used as reference. While some parts may be exaggerated while others a brushed by, the story remains the same. However, those of you willing to muddle through the original are urged to do so, as that is this story in its most pure form.

Chapter 1 Death Never Came

War is, without doubt, the most powerful force in the universe.

I do not mean to romanticize it, but it has shaped my past, every moment of present felt the effects of a war, and my future would’ve never been the same if every person in every land had stayed home to knit...”

prompt: throbb - theon is some kind of eldritch horror kraken being, robb's scared only in the beginning :P

…. k guys, if anyone’s read johannes cabal you know what I’m au-ing here. if you haven’t, HAVE FUN WITH NECROMANCER ROBB SUMMONING THEON FOR REASONS. (warnings: past familiar tragedy and a mentioned attempted suicide)

Thing is: Robb has technically no idea of what he’s summoning here.

Or who. Semantics. But beggars can’t be choosers and he’s really at the end of his rope, and he’s not going to rest until bloody fucking Walder Frey gets his due for what he did to his family, so whatever comes out of the circle he hopes will work as a trap, well, he’s going to have to work with it.

Necromancy, he was told, isn’t something you learn in six months.

But he really can’t wait longer than that. And it’s not even that he wants to bring them back to life – he could not and he’s not sure they’d even want it – but he just wants Frey to fucking pay.

So he stands in front of the circle and waits.

–

He doesn’t have to wait very long, because a moment after he finishes reciting his incantation – shit, he hopes the accents were right – a black-gold smoke starts rising from inside the circle. Slow at first, then faster, then faster, then Robb hears some noise and he doesn’t even know how to describe it but he’s not sure he likes it, and then the smoke disappears, and –

“Well, it’s been a long fucking time,” says the… demon? Devil? Robb has no clue. Shit, it’s – he’s got tentacles all over, and it’s tall, and Robb can only see the black, thick appendages that glow slightly golden if the firelight hits them the right way, and it sounded like a he, actually, but what the fuck does he know, but what he knows it’s that the demon is huge and it’s a good thing Robb drew a damned large circle or it’d have spread out now –

“Oh, there you are,” the thing says, and suddenly the tentacles in the front shrink slightly and –

All right.

Now Robb is sort of face to face with a human-looking chest and a human-looking face, and it’s definitely a he, with dark hair and golden eyes and long dark hair, and in another life he’d have thought him very attractive, not counting the part where he’s basically floating on a small sea of tentacles.

He swallows.

“Here I am,” he agrees, looking up at the demon, or creature, or whatever. He was specifically looking for a demon. He supposes he got one.

“I can see that you were nice enough to bring me to the surface,” the demon goes on. “Which was lovely of you, honest. I mean, Hell is what it is, after a few centuries it gets boring.”

“Boring?”

The demon shrugs. It’s such a human gesture, Robb can’t even believe his damned eyes. “Getting in is all paperwork these days, it takes people years to. And I’m like, as you can see, a demon, but I don’t exactly work for the direction. I’m more of a freelancer, really, which is inconvenient when no one’s looking for you. Actually, how did you even summon me?”

“Uh, with a spell?” Robb asks, because how would he otherwise?

“Yeah, well, I got that far, but given that my name is quite complicated to pronounce, no one ever spells it right. Never mind that my bloody uncle is the one who gets all the spotlight and he is the one in necromancy books, not me.”

“Er,” Robb says, “honestly, I just – wasn’t looking for a demon specifically. I was looking for one who’d help me out for my specific reasons. I didn’t make any names.”

“Oh,” the demon replies, and now he sounds delighted, what the hell, “does that mean the system picked me specifically for you? Now, look at that. I imagine we could have this conversation outside –”

“Have you taken me for an idiot? I’m not breaking it until I’m sure of what’ll happen after I do it.”

“Smart boy,” the demon agrees. “Actually, how old are you even? Sixteen?”

Robb groans. “Seventeen, but that’s not the bloody point.”

“Practicing necromancy at seventeen? My, my, how the world has fallen. Well then, smartass, how would you need my services? And who are you, for that matter?”

Right. Right.

Robb needs to remember that he has the upper hand, at least until that circle isn’t broken.

“My name is Robb Stark. And I need your help getting revenge.”

“Oh, revenges. I like revenges. That’s totally my field. Do go ahead.”

“I – well, I had a family. Until a year ago. Me, my parents, my two sisters, my two brothers, and – Jon’s technically my cousin, but he’s always been with us so he’s like a brother to me. Never mind. We –”

“Let me guess. House in the countryside, maybe the parents owned some land, they employed some people to look after it, maybe you even had a few maids, and everything was all right until it wasn’t?”

“How –”

“Smartass, I’ve been doing this job for centuries. You aren’t the first. But do go ahead.”

“Well, our neighbors. Uh, they’re – a large family. The Freys. They desperately wanted to buy out the property – actually, they had bought off all of the others around the area. I think they want to sell to some company that’d open a large factory there, but my father wouldn’t budge – I mean, it’s been the family house for centuries. He didn’t want to move or to let it go. So – Frey invited him for a dinner where they’d discuss things. Actually, he invited the entire family bar Jon. Because he wasn’t, well, one of them, technically.”

“And not you?”

“I was at a boarding school then.” Robb sighs. “They came back home. And they all died during the following week. I know he did it – either poisoned the food or something – but he bought out the police chief of our town and they closed the case as a tragic accident. I was devastated, and the only relative alive was my mom’s sister, and –”

“Don’t tell me, she sold, didn’t she?”

“Yes,” Robb admits. “We had to move in with her, of course. To London. But – she never – it’s obvious that she didn’t want Jon there. She didn’t want me either, but she couldn’t say it outright. And – she treated him so horribly that he just –” He breathes in, tries to not let his voice break as he says it. “One day I came back to our room, there was a letter on his bed. It was apologizing to me. And then I heard a scream from outside. He – he jumped out of the window not long before and someone just found him.”

“So, he’s dead?” The demon asks, sounding slightly more serious than he had before.

“No,” Robb sighs. “He survived, but he hasn’t really woken up since. I mean, you can get him to eat and drink and so on, but he doesn’t really answer you and he’s never conscious. The doctors said that he might or might not. It was six months ago. I – I told my aunt that if she just would give me an allowance of the money I was technically owed I’d rent a room and bring him with and be out of her life. She accepted. So – I’ve spent the last six months making sure he doesn’t die, doing accounting for the drugstore below my apartment, and when I’m not doing that –”

“You’re studying necromancy? Well, well, that’s admirable. Guess you’re a bright smartass. If you want someone to bring your brother back, though, I’m afraid you’ve got the wrong man. I mean, I can’t do that shit. You know you’ve gotta ask the other side for that, don’t you?”

“Fuck the other side,” Robb says. “Don’t you think I didn’t pray until my fingers hurt and until I had no voice anymore before trying out necromancy? I found out that at least your lot answers, when you call them.”

“Fair is fair, we do.”

“And I know you can’t – bring people back. I saw that some people in my, uh, current line of work, have tried to do it and succeeded up to a point. If he doesn’t wake up himself, I will find a way to. That’s not why I’m talking to you. I’m talking to you because when summoning – whatever was going to come out of that circle, I asked for someone who’d help me get revenge, who’d have no quibbles helping me but who also wouldn’t have necessarily sought to hurt innocents that might get involved without being guilty and who was smart and cunning and not necessarily out for blood. And I got you. What I want is help in taking Frey down and giving my aunt a taste of what she gave me.”

“Aren’t you a little spitfire,” the demon says. “But that’s quite all right, I do enjoy people with a personality. Well, seems like the system likes me, or maybe I’m one of the few down there who’s not a complete arse, because that’s what you were looking for, but never mind that. I haven’t been out in years and I could use some exercise. Your human world is so interesting. Wait, how many people do you need revenge against? Three? Like, Frey, your aunt, her husband, I suppose?”

Robb laughs. “I wish. If it was only three, I’d have killed that bastard myself. Frey has a ridiculous amount of kids, he’s so old he had time to wed some ten times. And I know for sure that a good part of them must have helped him out. Has to be at least twenty of them who were in on it.”

The demon claps his damned hands. “Oh, you mean I get to lay to waste that many? That’s lovely. All men, hm?”

“Could be, but who knows. Some daughters might have helped.”

“So I’d get some decent feeding from both. Well, Robb, seems to me like you’re offering me a pretty sweet deal. I’m very much inclined to accept.” Some of those tentacles tend to reach out towards him, but then suddenly draw back. “So why am I still trapped here?”

Robb breathes in. Good. Good. “Demons are bound by their word, aren’t they?”

“Sure they are.”

“All right. I want your word you won’t ever hurt me, Jon or anyone related to us that is not – well, my aunt.”

“Fair’s fair,” the demon agrees. “Fine. Robb Stark, you’ve got my word. That said, why would I even want to eat you when you’re that interesting? I mean, not everyone is that laid-back when they see my true form.”

Robb shrugs. “It’s tentacles. It’s kind of daunting, but – they’re somewhat beautiful, when you look at them in the right light. And by the way, what’s your name?”

“Right, how rude of me,” the demon says, and then –

Then Robb realizes why he wouldn’t get summoned, since it’s long and mostly consonants and he doesn’t even know how to begin pronouncing it.

The demon must have read that on his face.

“But you can call me Theon, for short.”

“Oh, good. Well then. All right,” Robb says, and then moves forward his foot, stepping on the white chalk he had drawn in his flat’s basement, and breaks it.

Suddenly, he feels one of those tentacles touch his cheek, and for a moment he expects it to be slimy, but –

It’s not. It’s warm, and solid, and heavy, but definitely not slimy. It’s like an arm, if arms didn’t have bones and wrapped around your waist, too.

“But look at that,” Theon says. “You’re actually liking it?”

“I don’t know about it,” Robb says slowly, “but it’s better than anyone would expect just looking at it.” He raises a hand and touches the tentacle wrapped around his waist. It feels warmer.

“Hm,” Theon goes on, “you’re definitely something.”

“By the way, what did you mean with, uh, eat both?”

Theon sends him a smirk that kind of makes Robb’s knees go weak, and then the tentacles quickly leave Robb’s waist and face, and suddenly Theon’s form is shrinking down and down until the mass has reformed into a lovely, long pair of legs clad in black. Like this, Theon’s barely taller than he is, and when he blinks and opens his eyes again, they aren’t golden anymore – they’re the same dark brown as his hair.

“See,” Theon says, “all demons feed on something. Most of us feed on souls. But I enjoy obtaining mine by, you know, seducing people.”

“Are you – are you a succubus?”

“Might be,” Theon smirks, “but it’s not as if I have to eat everyone I bed. Regardless, I enjoy both sides of the pond, so to speak, so if your Frey man has a nice pick of equally horrid sons or daughters, I shall enjoy tasting their souls very much. The worse off they are, the tastier, honestly.”

“Well, good to know this is a mutually beneficial arrangement,” Robb says, smiling ever so slightly, even if there’s nothing to smile about in this mess.

Theon smiles back.

“Oh, it is. And by the way, that thing you made me swear? Entirely unnecessary. You’re too nice to even be a good meal for me.”

“Too nice? I just summoned you to kill at least twenty people.”

“For entirely selfless reasons,” Theon snorts. “Don’t you worry. When it comes to entirely selfless people, they’re usually a better lay than a nice, succulent dinner. So, shall we plan?”

Oh.

Oh.

If that’s how it is, Robb thinks, he – he really might be on board.

However the system works, Robb decides, it really must have matched them well.

End.