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calciumcryptid · 2 days
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The idea of Nolan Stormgate being a pirate, specifically a musketeer, is very funny to me. This boy has a shitty personality and is horrible at spellcasting, but he can use a glock.
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lanabenikosdoormat · 8 days
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is this anything
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dailyspiral · 5 months
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day 27 - some ravenwood student whiteboard doodlesss
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ghostcond · 6 months
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be on it!
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joshualegendforge · 6 months
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Nolan Stormgate, professional pet food taste tester
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save-the-spiral · 5 months
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I think Nolan Stormgate would play chess. And be mid at it. But he was good at it compared to other kids when he was younger and won like baby chess trophies so he's still convinced he's good at chess. Anyone who plays him now who knows actual chess maneuvers and shit would kick his ass though.
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tatzlewurm · 11 months
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FIRST BATCH OF GAY WIZARDS FINISHED! :D ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜
Demiromantic Lesbian Mellori and Transgendah gay Nolan Stormgate for @stormyykat
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Guys reblog/tag with your Wizard's relationship with Nolan Stormgate ((if there is one))
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emmieart · 4 months
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hands u even MORE wizards
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spotinthespiral · 6 months
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Shout-out to Marcus, one of my many ocs with horrible tastes in men 👍
Quick cut just to lore-dump a bit (skip this if ya want).
Marcus got to Ravenwood, calamity happened, Blueflower ran off to solve it. Marcus met Nolan while exploring Cyclops Lane and immediately clocked him as a pirate (cuz his bestie Griffin was a pirate) but said nothing.
Marcus stuck around and managed to befriend Nolan after a *lot* of struggle, but they got super close. Nolan was cocky and rarely did any actual work, but Marcus was willing to help him improve one step at a time, which worked to make them all the more connected. Nolan associated his forward progress with Marcus, and therefore Marcus was a valuable pawn.
Then Marcus suddenly wasn't a pawn, and in the most neurodivergent way possible, Nolan confessed a crush to Marcus. Marcus (who'd had a crush 0.2 seconds into hearing Nolan be obnoxious) returned the sentiment, and in my headcanon lil universe they're a pair.
Marcus is a beloved little pastel goth, and Nolan is still the most hated student on campus, but they're working on their shortcomings together.
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dworgynisbabe · 6 months
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wizardfjord · 5 days
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idk
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wizzytexts · 2 years
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(541): my math teacher staples burger king applications to failed tests
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ghostcond · 9 months
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a little alternate design of nolan for fun
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joshualegendforge · 6 months
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Quick mediocre wizard city npc doodles
Top Row, left to right: Malory Ashthorn, Ceren Nightchant, Nolan Stormgate
Bottom Row: Regina Flametalon, Suzie Gryphonbane, Mindy Pixiecrown
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save-the-spiral · 8 months
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this might as well happen
Content warning for parental neglect, bullying, isolation, ableism.
Nolan grows up in Wizard City, actually. He grows up right there in his parents' estate on Cyclopes Lane. His parents are... distant. He doesn't catch on to how different they are to the other parents around Wizard City, not with how eccentric wizards can be.
His parents are not wizards. And to some that may be its own abnormality, but it's common enough in some worlds, and people just assume everyone has some level of magical schooling, at least the basics.
Nolan's parents rarely have time for him- they're busy, after all. Adults with jobs and responsibilities. (Nolan doesn't realize until much, much later, that he should have been one of those responsibilities.)
Nonetheless, there are moments Nolan and his parents shared. Nolan remembers his father unrolling maps, teaching him how to read them. Remembers his father grinning and pulling a compass from his pocket, telling him about how its needle always seeks north.
Nolan remembers a family dinner, a rare time when all three of them are seated at the uncomfortably large dining table in an uncomfortably large dining room. His mother offering him the glass she had in her hands, purple liquid sloshing against the sides with the movement. He remembers taking a timid sip, cringing away at the taste of overripe fruit and sugary syrup.
He remembers his parents laughing, sharing a look, and telling him that he'll come to like it with age as his mother takes her glass back, downing it in a manner most would call uncivilized.
The Stormgate name is a strange one. Most wizards create their names, taking on a title and giving it meaning. Some, the more accomplished, will be gifted a title and wear it with pride as their own name.
When Nolan asks his parents, a preteen just starting out at Ravenwood Academy, what the Stormgate name originated from, his father doesn't answer him. His father snaps at him that he's busy, damn it, go back to your little books and spells.
It only takes a few years of independence for Nolan to sate his own curiosity, to find half-answers to his questions. Thankfully his schoolwork gives him ample reason and excuse to wander about Wizard City and speak to all manner of people. When he asks the more elderly residents about when his parents settled in Cyclopes Lane, he gets answers.
"They arrived by ship like those Grizzleheim traders." Someone says.
"They must be from money, given the wealth they flaunt." A shopkeeper mutters.
"I remember, your father once tried to duel me when we argued at a bar!" An old man laughs. "Had a sword and everything!"
Of course when he asks the right questions, he gets the right answers.
His mother tells him that his father and her were once little more than mercenaries. That they came from a place where true magic is rare and practicing it can be a crime.
They came from a place where violence is the true order of things. They followed a map- call it a quest, dear, if it makes it easier for you to understand- and got the treasure, and left while they were ahead. Oh, surely, all of their companions must think them dead, lost at sea or simply never returning, but they were never that close.
The magical folk here know better than to ask questions, and Nolan can rest easily knowing all he must do is go to school and his family is set for life anyway, resting on their laurels and heaps of gold that lie in the cellars alongside caskets of strange purple alcohol.
The Stormgates were a pair of pirates who had found El Dorado, after all. Their son needs not worry about such things though, not when he has the easy life of a scholarly wizard ahead of him.
All he has to do is stop asking so many questions, when he surely won't enjoy the consequences.
It is a shame, then, that after a few years more of learning and being content with his answers, that Nolan's life is ruined.
When Sylvia Drake dies, when the Death School falls, when Bartleby's eye is stolen, when Malistaire Drake flees for unknown reasons, many people in Wizard City would very much enjoy having a scapegoat. Someone to point their fingers at as the suspect who isn't a respected professor, a poor widower. It is easier to have a person to blame than say this is caused by things outside of our control, by the vast intricate natural forces of the universe, by a strange illness that could not be cured.
There are many smaller problems that Malistaire's flight caused, after all. The flooding of the streets with monsters, no longer held back by simple sigils and boundaries.
Eventually the right word hits the wrong ear. Rumors spread. And Nolan is implicated in the sabotage that must have occurred to allow monsters into our homes.
He always was rude, after all. He was never truly social, never had real friends. He lorded his intelligence above all of us, maybe this is another way to ensure his superiority. He just isn't normal. He isn't like us. Don't you see the way he never truly smiles, never looks you in the eye?
Suspicious.
Nolan's parents react accordingly by disowning him. He is no longer worthwhile to keep around, not that they truly cared for having an heir anyway.
Everyone seems to turn their back on him, refusing to say explicitly why but never giving him the time of day nonetheless.
The few students he would consider acquaintances are busy, newly dubbed the teaching assistant of their school, or clearing other streets, ensuring the safety of younger students. None of them hear the rumors, or notice the isolation.
Nolan thinks he has no one. Nothing left.
The last nail in the coffin is when Professor Cyrus Drake ignores him as well. Nolan doesn't know that Cyrus is too consumed by grief to even care for a rumor, he can't possibly know that Cyrus thinks distancing himself from his students is the best way to keep them safe from his own anger at the loss of his brother and best friend.
Nolan leaves Wizard City. Everyone seems to want him gone anyway. He does so after raiding his parents' estate, stealing their maps and a couple pocketfuls of gold. He takes the ship in a bottle that sat on his mother's shelf in her study, feeling the magic inscribed in the glass.
He leaves Wizard City by ship.
Sure, he ends up crashing the ship and getting arrested by the Armada for 'witchcraft' when he fights back with magic, but he's doing his best. Getting busted out of a brig by an old pirate and his little monkey friend just seem par for the course on how ridiculously fucked his life is, now.
And when Captain Avery says he used to know Nolan's parents, isn't it such a shame they passed before their time, there's a knowing look in his eyes that Nolan finds himself resenting.
He takes Avery's deal nonetheless.
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