#obscurus!verse things

[sejianismodding]

🌸 Unique "TagValueNumbers" - Part 3 🎁 For my "CAS Filters" mod! (Patreon)

Tumblr appears to have a limit for how many users I can @ in a post, but I would like to @ everyone on Tumblr when I create filters for them, as a way to notify you about what I'm doing and so simmers who see this post can find you easily.

I might come off as an egomaniacal arsehole at times (always for good reason), but it's because I care about our community.

I opted to not re-blog the Tumblr OP linked above because it is subject to lots of changes and Tumblr doesn't update the "preview" of re-blogged posts, HOWEVER, you're more than welcomed to re-blog the Tumblr OP and/or this post.

🌸 A UNIQUE 9-DIGIT "ID" FOR EVERYONE:

The 9-digit numbers following your name are to be used in the "TagValueNumber" field for the "SpecialContent" TAG.

Each 9-digit "ID" is unique to the creator it was made for - it is based on your creator name. I made them using a slightly convoluted system I devised in order to ensure that every "ID" is unique and that the filter list in CAS maintains some semblance of alphabetical order. These "numbers"IDs" can potentially be used for other things, but we'll get to that later.

🎓 HOW IT DO, PIKACHU:

If you're well-versed in creating or modifying CAS content, all you need to do is add a new TAG to your swatches - you can do just the first swatch, but you should do all swatches - and change the "CategoryNumber" to "127" (without the quotes), and change the "TagValueNumber" to the desired 9-digit "ID".

For everyone else who is new to this, there are detailed instructions in the form of easy to follow screenshots attached to the Tumblr OP and the Patreon OP, with further text-based instructions in the Patreon OP.

Individual JSON files for Sims 4 Studio for each filter TAG are also available, to make the process of adding these TAGS easier.

✂️ BE ADVISED - I SHORTENED TWO (2) NAMES:

@bigbotched -- 202682433

@bradfordsims -- 202723367

@briorsims -- 202746700

@dahliaforsims -- 304245420

@davidheather -- 304284343

@dream-girl -- 304732644

@dustbunnyforsims -- 304878286

@eachuisge-cc -- 305224847

@ekinege-sims (TSR)-- 305546343

@gasetsims -- 407273800

@helgatisha -- 408354284

@ice-creamforbreakfast -- 409232732

@jforjacobs -- 510226270

@jius-sims -- 510487746

@joshseoh -- 510674736

@kijiko-sims -- 511454560

@klubbsims -- 511582200

@luuforyou -- 512883679

@maskxo -- 613275000

@merchsims -- 613372400

@mogulsims -- 613648500

@moralleets -- 613672553

@northernsiberiawinds -- 614678437

@novemberforsims -- 614683623

@obscurus-sims -- 615272878

@offlinesims -- 615335463

@paresims -- 716273000

@poxsims -- 716690000

@poyopoyosim -- 716696769

@ramasalon -- 718262000

@sashima -- 719274462

@smsims-evekleos -- 719674670

Stealthic (Patreon) -- 719832584

@tajlibracreations -- 820255427

@thekunstwollen -- 820435867

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[luxobscurus]

LUX , LIGHT . OBSCURUS , DARK . to have one is to have the other , two sides of the same coin , a constant battle of the heart & the mind . an eternal battle , a seemingly impossible balance , will there ever be peace ? or will it be a war , eternal & damning , a cycle that will never end .

#LUXOBSCURUS , an independent , headcanon based & canon divergent , mutuals focused kingdom hearts multi - muse . adored by Eden , 30 , they / he . can also be found on @arcanepromise & @jinxedcycle

at the moment , the muses that can be found on this blog are EPHEMER , AQUA , VENTUS , SORA , RIKU , & AN OC BY THE NAME OF KANAE . knowing how impulsive i can be , however , i will likely end up adding more .

please read below for more information while i get the blog set up , thank you !

when it comes to this blog , please understand that i have work & as a result , activity will be sporadic . i struggle to focus on one thing for too long & while i love rp & have been doing it for literal years , if i don't feel like it in the moment , i'm not going to try to force it & sour both of our experiences .

i've written characters from kingdom hearts for well over a decade now . i have headcanons spanning years . i'm not new to this rodeo . i do not agree with nomura's timeline of events , & as a result , my characters ages differ from canon & i will write more on these at a later date . at the end of kh3 , ventus is physically 19 , sora is 18 , riku is 19 , aqua would technically be in her late 20's if she wasn't stuck in the realm of darkness . ephemer is the odd one out , as he lives his own life after founding scala ad caelum , so any potential verses where it's in scala ad caelum , or post - kh3 , he will be 21 . DESPITE THIS , no nsfw will be found on this blog .

i am multi - ship ! all ships will happen in their own universe as a result , so there'll be no overlap unless previously discussed between all parties . i do prefer to have a connection established & multiple threads below our belts before we try & ship our muses together , though . the only exceptions to this are if you knew me in the past & i can count those people on one hand . again , there'll be no nsfw on this blog .

basic human decency applies , no racism , homophobia , transphobia , sexism , etc , will be permitted on this blog . i don't associate myself with drama , but i reserve the right to block as i see fit , especially if you take part in what's listed above / it's brought to my attention about someone else .

dark topics may appear on this blog , such as violence , depression , anxiety , child soldiers , suicidal ideations , etc . i will do my best to tag obvious triggers with "tw trigger" ( without the quotations ) but if i miss one , or we're mutuals & you need something tagged , please let me know . in my experience , there's nothing too silly to be counted as a trigger .

icon border is from @faegfx & coloring psd is from here , atm !

[mikovision]

L's backstory has always been one of my favourite things to write about in the DN fandom and my hyperfixation for the last year or so has been constructing our favourite detective's family tree for my trans!L verse. Without further ado, meet L's parents.

Katsuo Ryuzaki - Born in Kawatana, Japan, and raised by strict Catholic converts, Katsuo's early childhood was an unhappy one, marred with abuse, isolation, and a deep rooted fear of outsiders. That was until his parents decided he needed to be "straightened out" and arranged to send him to live with family friend, Quillsh Wammy, every summer in Tokyo. Rather than Bible studies, Quillsh nurtured Katsuo's talents and exposed him to the world of knowledge he had been denied. When he was eighteen, Katsuo emigrated to England to study at the University of Winchester to study philosophy.

Anya Markova - Russo-Ukranian Anya was born in Kazan, and lived under the fist of her abusive stepfather until she was fourteen, when she was sent to live with her aunt in England. Intelligent beyond her years, she excelled in school, and went on to study biology at the University of Winchester, where she met her future partner, Katsuo Ryuzaki. Tragically, Anya died young, but that's all I'm going to say for now.

I'm currently in the process of writing these two and their love story. It's complex, tragic, and beautiful all at the same time. It also isn't a coincidence that L's mother's name starts with an A.

Mods listed under cut

[Katsuo]

Decades Lookbook - The 1980's by mmcc lookbook

Callisto Hair by Viviandang

N18 skin by obscurus-sims

Elder Male Skin by RemusSirion

Smooth Business Hair by wingssims

Aqua Trigger Eyes by RubyBird

[Anya]

Trisha T-Shirt by clumsyalienn

Camila Pants by clumsyalienn

Samantha Sweater by clumsyalienn

Eloise Skirt by clumsyalienn

Melody Necklace by clumsyalienn

Female Skin 19 by RemusSirion

Aqua Trigger Eyes by RubyBird

The source for her hair appears to have been removed, but it was made by S-Club on TSR.

[thatsecondsalemboy]

Do you think it's possible for Credence to be "cured" or able to live a long life with the obscurus? What sort of methods/ideas do you have that would give him a longer life or remove the obscurus entirely that you might want to explore for your Crede?

Logically speaking, I think it's a tricky one to answer. To me it seems that canonically if they progress his story they're likely going down the lines of it killing him, in the way that some parasites do where they take more and more of the host until it can longer sustain them (which isn't quite typical of parasites, given that killing the host will kill the parasite). They seemed very firm of that idea in SoD, given that in Crimes of Grindelwald, Dumbledore said this:

"I know this: an Obscurus grows in the absence of love as a dark twin, an only friend. If Credence has a real brother or sister out there who can take its place, he might yet be saved."

Looking back on this quote it seems a little odd, given we've already been told how an obscurus forms from an individual being punished for and attempting to repress their magic, and certainly the description doesn't really seem to match another obscurial we know about (Ariana) given I would be loath to say that Ariana wasn't loved. Nonetheless in CoG, Albus seems to posit that essentially the presence of someone to love and care for him might reduce the obscurus (again seems negated by Ariana's situation but it's interesting) but by SoD he seems to have given up on that.

Perhaps the idea is that it's too late, that the obscurus has gained too much ground over Credence to ever heal, but I still feel the fact that he's survived thirty odd years whenever the usual is a third of that is something to be considered.

Of course, all this being said, I definitely want to and plan to create verses wherein Credence is either cured, or finds a way to live with the obscurus, perhaps not living a full lifespan, but at least gaining more time. Be that through the concept offered in CoG, that someone to love and care might reduce or reverse the damage, or perhaps through finding some way to live alongside it in a sort of symbiotic relationship (which is what Credence in SoD kind of reminds me, it strikes me as somewhat of a more balanced relationship, save for the whole killing him thing). The concept of removing it completely could be premise for a potentially angsty thread involving weighing up the risk of removing it vs leaving it.

Alongside that, I think I'd really like to explore the concept of the obscurus as the dark twin described in CoG, that it's less to do with just being punished for magic, but also the isolation that comes from that trauma, with the obscurus almost being its own independent entity.

Anyway jesus this got long.

[sk1fanfiction]

Hello! I saw that you reblogged the "I wish you would write a fic where..." post, and I have two ideas for the Running From My Destiny verse that might make neat scenes. The first I can't really make a summary for since it's such a general idea, but I'd really like to see a Quirrellmort POV. For the second one:

Malfada Prewett meets the Weasleys. This... does not go as well as her parents thought it would, even if they didn't have particularly high hopes.

OR

Malfada absolutely does not get along with her cousins; she loves them anyways, though.

I hope the prompt(s) is(are?) fun! It's cool that you're doing this; it seems like it'd be an interesting experience. Have a nice night! :)

Thanks so much for the prompts! They were both very cool ideas! Hope you have a nice morning/afternoon/night as well!

ᑫᑌIᖇᖇEᒪᒪᗰOᖇT/TᑌᖇᑎIᑎG TO ᗩᔕᕼEᔕ

(spark)

Quirinus Quirrell surveyed his classroom, then glanced down at his attendance sheet, running a shaking finger down his list of names.

“P-Parkinson, P-Pansy?”

“Here, Professor.”

“P-Patil, P-P-Parvati?”

He’d always been ashamed of his stutter. There wasn’t a time he remembered not feeling afraid of his own voice. He expected peers, now students, to laugh at him and make him feel smaller and smaller, until he was annhilated.

“Here, sir.”

He pushed his reading glasses up his nose and focused on the next name.

His heartbeat stuttered in his ears. Something seemed to click. To focus. And when he spoke, his voice was as composed and steady as he’d always dreamed.

“Potter, Harry.”

“Present, sir.”

He could not help but look up at the speaker. But it wasn’t as if he was one looking. Rather, someone or something else had nudged their way to the front of his brain, gazing at the small first-year in the second row, scrawny, bespectacled and overall unremarkable, except for the round-rimmed glasses and bright green eyes that seemed to stir some distant memory, as if he had seen them both on another person.

Dead. And yet he felt more alive than ever.

He shuddered, and moved on, taking note of the remaining few Gryffindor and Slytherin students.

(ember)

It had been mere days since Quirinus had returned to the school; mere weeks since Voldemort’s disembodied spirit promised him everything he’d ever dreamed of.

No longer would he be the bullied, cowed Professor of Muggle Studies.

No longer would he be an afterthought.

There is no good and evil, only power, he reminded himself. Whether he vanquished Voldemort or brought him back to life, he would be great. And that was all that mattered.

And so, he had found himself standing in front of the Mirror of Erised, performing spells that he did not understand (but the other, strange new part of him did) and renewing the runes drawn around an ancient bloodstain.

But now, he was sitting in his office. And that green-eyed, unremarkable boy was sitting across from him (though the part of him that was Voldemort whispered, Quirinus, he is the one).

“Do you think I should be worried at all about the shadows?"

Harry Potter’s voice seemed to be coming through several miles of water. For his part, Quirinus felt frozen, and yet, more clever and powerful and strong than he ever had. His limbs had new life, every square centimetre of his being thrummed with magic, and he felt a strange, vast understanding of everything around him; even the boy’s mind.

"You were right to come to me, Harry Potter.” And there came the new, clear voice again, but it faded quickly. “If you are at all interested in learning to... control... to develop... your power, I may just be able to point you in the right d-d-direction."

(flame)

Halfway through the Quidditch match, something strange had come over Quirinus. That same terrible focus and perhaps not-so-mysterious power.

And every nerve in his body sang with the same fierce joy: Kill him, kill him, kill him! They’ll never trace it to you! Dumbledore is not here to see! KILL HIM!

Quirinus had not taken even a single year of Ancient Runes while he was at Hogwarts, and his affinity for the Dark Arts had always been weak. But now, he sat quite calmly in the professors’ box, muttering an Ogham chant and tainting the air with foul magic.

He saw what the others could not; Harry Potter was being consumed by his own shadows. The boy reached for his broom, hanging on with the last of his material form. His eyes were glassy and empty, and everything in Quirinus sung with the triumphant knowledge that his strange enemy was close to death. The Reaper was coming.

The two Weasley boys circled around him, trying to save him (foolish children, none can save him from Lord Death himself!).

It was the girl that snapped him out of his focus; she threw herself into the box like a wildcat let loose and despite the protests of the professors around him.

But it mattered not. Her precious brother was fast losing his grip, and soon the great Boy-Who-Lived would be nothing but a stain on the grass below; a tragic accident—

“INCENDIO!I”

The box crackled with flame, and the thing inside Quirinus howled in anger; yes, she should not know that, but fire would save the boy, sap the shadows.

Even as Snape shouted at her, it was her victory, not his, because Harry Potter had pulled himself back on the broom to safety.

How hard is it to kill an eleven-year-old child already cursed by a parasitic monster? You are just as much of a failure as they say you are!

And yet, thought Quirinus, he did not know if it was the thing, or himself howling in fury at his inability to kill the boy.

(ashes)

He did not like her. He did not like either of the Potter children at all.

Perhaps he liked Harry Potter sometimes, when he delved into his mind and forced the Obscurus to manifest, savoured his terror and the fear-filled memories of his Muggle relatives. When he entertained the idea of using him as a weapon against Dumbledore, now that he had shielded the boy from Legilimency from anyone but him and instilled within him a fear of his Headmaster.

Perhaps he liked Harry Potter when the Dark magic had burned out, and he lay helpless on the floor of Quirrell’s office.

Quirinus found that he liked to toy with the child; make him feel as helpless and utterly annihilated as he once had felt.

After all, he would one day kill Harry Potter. He would make the life bleed out of those green eyes and watch them go still and glassy (like his mother’s, he remembered now), someday soon.

Even as he Obliviated the second child who dared to intercept his search for the Stone, Quirinus knew the end was dawning.

With shaking hands, he lifted the cigarette to his mouth and inhaled death. The weak, prim Quirinus who would have balked at the very idea of polluting his body with such a thing was no longer important to him. After all, what was nicotine and tar and his disgust at the idea of a smoking habit when the spirit of the Dark Lord lived within him?

No. He had been chosen for greater things.

Tonight was the night the end begun.

Quirinus signed the bottom of his letter of resignation, put out the cigarette, and placed in it his brand-new ashtray.

And yet, he cried.

“I have given you my all, My Lord,” he said, and his voice, his own voice was steady. “And now I am nothing.”

𝙼𝚊𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚍𝚊 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚝𝚝/𝚃𝚘 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙳𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙼𝚎 𝚄𝚙 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚕

August, 1986

“Just give it a chance, will you?” asked her dad, taking her luggage out the boot. “You won’t know you hate it until you try it.”

Everyone seemed to be giving her the same stupid advice today. When they stopped to get petrol during the drive from London, some weirdo in the petrol station had told her “Cheer up love, it might not happen!” She had responded by sticking her tongue out at them.

Mafalda frowned, crossed her arms, and leaned against the car.

“I don’t see why I can’t go to Roedean.”

“Well, you’re a witch, Mafalda.” He wiped his forehead and frowned. “Bloody hot, isn’t it?”

Witch. She hated the word already. Yeah, some of the girls at school were into Ouija boards and palm-reading and whatnot, but Mafalda didn’t go in for all of that nonsense.

The kind of nonsense that got Uncle Fabian and Uncle Gideon killed.

“And what do they call you and Mum again?”

Her dad sighed. “Squibs.”

“Yes, Dad! It’s not very nice, is it?”

She glared at the house as if it had personally offended her. It was tall, maybe four or five stories and so crooked that there was no way it hadn’t fallen down by now. A couple of brown chickens hobbled around the yard.

And in here lived the people who had sent her father off to Muggle boarding school, as far away from them as they could possibly manage, as soon as they could.

As her dad strode towards the door, Mafalda followed, kicking a rusty cauldron as she went by.

Before Mafalda could make her great escape, her dad knocked on the door and a plump, short, red-headed someone opened it almost immediately.

“Alfred?” she asked in a squeaky, shocked voice. Then, she glanced furtively behind her as if to check that no one was listening. “Alfred, what are you doing here?”

Her dad frowned, fanned himself with the collar of his shirt, and beckoned her closer so that the rude woman could look her up and down.

“Come on, Mals,” he whispered. “In for a penny, in for a pound, eh?”

Yeah, her hair probably looked a mess and the dress Mum had forced her to wear was all creased, but Mafalda didn’t think she would look particularly nice if she’d just spent three and a half hours in a stinky, sweaty car.

“Well,” said her dad, “this is your niece, Molly, and she’s a witch just like you. Got her Hogwarts letter last week and everything; Professor McGonagall said we should come over and see you. Of course, her mum and I know next to nothing about the wizarding world and Mals just barely remembers your brothers—“

Mafalda couldn’t help herself.

“You’re my aunt? Uncle Fabian and Uncle Gideon’s sister? Why’d you never come to see me?”

The woman — Aunt Molly — went red in the face.

“Come in, Mafalda,” she said tiredly. And at her father’s hard look, she added: “Come on then. Both of you. In.”

Once they were inside the cramped, cluttered kitchen, she was introduced to her cousins. Mafalda kind of tuned out for most of it because most of them were younger than her, bloody annoyingly loud, and she wasn’t the World’s Biggest Fan of small children, but she did pay attention to Charlie (thirteen and Gryffindor Seeker) and Bill (fifteen and a Prefect of Gryffindor House). The youngest boy was crying his eyes out because someone turned his teddy bear into a giant spider, but Aunt Molly didn’t seem to care. A ugly-looking sweater was knitting itself on the sofa.

While she obviously knew what a Prefect was, Mafalda had no idea what a Seeker was or why everyone was making such a big deal over Gryffindor or more to the point what Gryffindor even was!

“Who’s that, Mummy?” asked the youngest, a little girl with hair the same violent red as Mafalda’s.

“Your cousin, dear,” said Aunt Molly tiredly. “She’s just come to meet us, her father’s a Squib you see—“

The little girl screwed her face up.

“I don’t wanna Squib cousin!” she yelled.

Despite herself, Mafalda flinched, and her dad did, too.

“Don’t worry, dear. She’s a witch, just like you.”

As if that made it any better.

“I don’t wanna,” the girl repeated, glowering at Mafalda.

“Look,” said Mafalda harshly. “We’ll just leave, get our Squib selves out of your way and on the three-and-a-half-hour drive back to London. Thanks for nothing.”

“You didn’t call, Alfred,” said Aunt Molly.

Her dad pinched the bridge of his nose, looking frustrated.

“There’s no way to contact you, Molly. No phone, and you don’t get our kind of mail. Where am I going to get my hands on a trained owl?”

“She can sleep with Ginny,” said Aunt Molly, nodding towards the little girl.

Mafalda gave Bill, who seemed like the most sensible one of the bunch, a look that clearly said, I am not going to bloody sleep with that demon and that’s final.

“I can sleep with Charlie, Mum, and Mafalda can have my bed.”

Aunt Molly beamed. “What an angel,” she said. And to Mafalda. “Come, dear, let me take your trunk. We’ll all go shopping in Diagon Alley tomorrow, doesn’t that sound nice? Alfred, you wouldn’t mind—”

“—Not letting the world know you have a secret Squib cousin, you have nothing to fear, I’m well practiced, Molly.”

Charlie stood up. “Can I show her around the house, Mum?”

The youngest boy looked up, too.

“And can I have a piggy-back ride from her?”

“You’re too old, Ron!” said the snootiest-looking boy, who was sitting in the middle and had the least amount of dirt in his face.

“I’m not too old!” shrieked Ginny, waving her freckled arms. “I’m only five years old, Mum! I want a piggyback-ride!”

“When your dad gets home from work,” said Aunt Molly.

“You’ll get used to us,” Bill whispered.

I don’t have to like you, thought Mafalda.

“So are you coming?” asked Charlie. “We’ve got to de-gnome the garden. You should come too, Uncle Alfred.”

Dad said he’d come with them, but would rather watch. De-gnoming apparently seemed to involve spinning the tiny, screaming, spiteful little (animals? creatures?) until they shrieked with giddiness, then tossing them as far as you possibly could, which Mafalda was very good at, and Bill and Charlie were all too happy to cheer her on, even convincing her dad to join in, too.

"Don't mind Ginny," said Bill as he flung a particularly angry gnome over the hedge. "She doesn't know anything about anything. And it was wrong of Mum to push you away, but I hope we can be friends still, and that you'll come to Hogwarts with us."

Mafalda, despite herself, thought that was an entirely reasonable proposal.

Maybe she wasn’t going to hate the wizarding world.

It turned out that unfortunately for the sake of her sanity, Charlie loved to talk while he was working.

“Have you heard about Quidditch, Mafalda — oh, good one, Uncle Alfred! That must have gone like twenty yards! Did you know the Antipodean Opaleye has no pupils? What House are you going to be in?”

And yet, she found herself (ew) getting a bit fond of them already.

[marciaownsmylife]

the outsiders but harry potter au

* alright so there’s a reason why i didn’t name it hogwarts au and that’s because A not all the gang are wizards in my hc just pony and johnny. and B they’re in america so they would have to go to ilvormorny

* so basically johnnys a muggle born and would’ve become an obscurus if it weren’t for the gang, and the curtis family

* mrs curtis was a witch, but mr curtis was a no-maj, darry knows about magic because his parents told him before they died incase anything ever happened them. neither him or soda are wizards, but they both know about them.

* they don’t tell ponyboy bc they don’t expect him to be one and they think he’d just spend his whole life waiting for his magic to work.

* that’s a mistake bc when shit gets weird ponyboy thinks he’s going insane

* he tells johnny

* johnnys like wtf me too

* now they both think there’s something wrong with them

* that’s how they kill bob that one time, johnny accidentally flashed a hex at him and it killed him

* they run away as usual like the book, things go on as usual until the hospital

* in the inbetween day of the fire and the rumble where pony is sick and two-bits babysitting, they go visit johnny but he’s gone and the nurses have no memory of him being there, they ask dally but he’s on the same page as them and thought he was in the hospital the whole time too

* they’re all lowkey panicking, ponyboy runs out of the hospital and ends up back at home somehow.

* there’s a letter there, and an owl

* we all know where this is bout to go

* the letter says some shit along the lines of ur a wizard ponyboy, oh and ur friends johnny is fine we’ve taken him to magic hospital and he’s almost fully recovered now.

* ponyboys like wtf i know the socs hate us but this sick joke is fucked up where the fuck did they take johnny and how do they know about mine and johnnys theory to make fun of us

* this is when darry gets home from work and ponyboys just standing there crying bc poor thing is so fuckin confused

* darry reads the letter and is like

* oh shit

* he sits pony down and explains everything, pony’s like wtf why didn’t u tell me, johnny and i thought-

* darry’s like i’m sorry you AnD jOhNny

* so then now they face the problem of coming up with an excuse to the gang of why the nurses don’t know shit and where johnny is

* it doesn’t work and they end up telling them

* but that doesn’t work either bc the gang doesn’t believe it

* sodas like omg pony show them

* and pony like ,,, cue that one scene from spider-verse where miles is tryna show the others his invisibility and electricity

* the rumble happens has normal and dally busts in as normal, but this time he takes ponyboy after and in the car ponyboys tryna explain but dally is just speeding bc he fuckin broke into the hospitals security footage to find johnny and is taking ponyboy to look at it

* dally speeds so much they would’ve crashed but hey hey hey pony’s magic kicked in

* basically this huge ass truck came out of nowhere but the car just fuckin takes flight over it and then drives back onto the road.

* dally pulls the fuck over and is like ponyboys what the fuck

* pony’s like damn i didn’t know it did that

* the car gets busted tho on the landing so they have to ring the curtis house to get them to pick them up

* now ponyboys has two trials for darry to worry about, bobs and now one for magic in public eye of no-maj (like in the order of the phoenix with harry and the dementors and dudley)

* but the MACUSA (magical congress of the united states of america (ye i don’t know where the first A came from either) ) take care of the first trial, they obliviate everyone into thinking bob died while drunk driving.

* the gang visit johnny and johnnys like omg ponyboy we’re not insane :))) and pony’s like i know :))

* pony’s macusa trial gets let off bc he literally didn’t know about magic until the day before and doesn’t have control over it

* ponyboy and johnny get enrolled in ilvormorny

* i did a sorting quiz online for them both and ponyboy is in thunderbird (the soul of a wizard and likes adventure) and johnny is in pukwudgie (the heart of a wizard and favors healers)

* johnnys a bit disappointed they’re not in the same house bc he’s very nervous about this whole thing bc he doesn’t know a lot about it

* but they make new friends so it’s fine ( i might make a few oc for these later )

* cue them coming home (both to the curtis family duh) for the holidays. them almost exploding the kitchen doing potions hw and showing the gang what they learned

* oh and the gang are allowed to know about magic bc in the trial they certified them as johnnys and ponyboys immediate family

* johnny fuckin loves to show off to dally whatever he’s learning in charms

* at some time in the future johnny just fuckin obliviates himself from his parents’ memory like hermione did bc he figured them not knowing him at all hurt less than them hating him

* i also think that steve’s a squip and already knows about magic and shit but only person who knows this is soda, they’re parents were friends bc they’re magic and that’s how steve and soda met

* one last thing, 100% curly and angela shepherd are both magic and have known this for ages, everyone assumes they dropped out of school and that angela is in a cosmetology school and curly is always in the reformatory but they’re both at ilvermorny. tim would never admit it but he’s very proud of them

*johnny and ponyboy find out about angela and curly when they meet them on their first day of school at ilvormorny

i’ve got so many more so i’m gonna make one with all the oc new friends and johnny and pony at ilvormorny (like what subjects they’re good at and what trouble they get in and shit like that)

idk maybe i’ll write a fic about it if i get motivated enough

[muses-of-a-feather]

[ Ariana Dumbledore ]

Name: Ariana Dumbledore

Age:  Depends on the thread, 14 years old

Birthday: April 22, 1885

Death: August 1899

Family: Percival, Kendra, Albus, and Abeforth Dumbledore

Loyalty: To the Dumbledore Family, Gellert Grindelwald included 

Background: 

For the first six years of your life, one would have never met a more happy child than Ariana Dumbledore. She was cheerful. She hardly ever threw tantrums or cried or did anything other than smile and help. That was until one spring afternoon when the young girl had been practicing magic on growing several flowers, a group of young muggle boys witnessed the act and was violently assaulted when unable to repeat the magic as asked which traumatized her and made her magic and emotions scattered and hard to reach and uncontrollable. Her father was sent to Azkaban  for seeking revenge on the boys, her mother moving her entire family to Godric’s Hollow to attempt to lead something of a normal life and protect Ariana’s condition from being found out by the Ministry. 

Things were alright for a while, Albus went to school, any fits were calmed, eight years later, however, when Aberforth (who was the sibling she got along with the best with) was not home to calm her down as he normally did, an episode that resulted in an expulsion killed Kendra Dumbledore, Albus taking the role of Ariana’s guardian. 

Not too long after in a fight between Aberforth, Albus, and a friend of Albus’ Gellert Grindelwald, Ariana Dumbledore was killed in the crossfire trying to break the fight up. 

Abilities: While not magically trained, Ariana Dumbledore has uncontrollable magic as well as is an obscurial. She does not, however, have control of the obscurus. 

Personality: Sweet, scared, harmless (I had to), curious, innocent, protective, adventurous, loyal

                                 RULES WITH THIS MUSE

- Ariana, Credence, and Tina are my most awake muses though out of all of them, Ariana is awake 24/7 and on this blog I will likely write her the most.

- I DO NOT romantic ship with Ariana. She will have stupid teenage crushes, maybe, but I WILL NOT write ship stuff with her. Hence, unless we are doing some AU were she lived, I will not write any sort of romance. Period. Nope. So please don’t try. 

- Ariana has several triggers of her past that won’t be tagged (I will leave you to guess that by reading the background)

- I have several verses of Ari having survived, some I find more favorable than others though all are a work in progress and will be added to the AU list for Ariana

[total-rec]

Auralius: The Lost Dumbledore

From what I can tell, there is no mention of a lost Dumbledore child. That is not to say, however, that it is impossible. From my digging so far, I have found that there were many mysteries surrounding the death of Kendra Dumbledore. I had previously been led to believe that she had been killed by her daughter, Ariana, who had been locked away for years. Most of the wizarding public believed that Ariana was locked away because she was a squib. In fact, she was hidden because she had developed an obscurus after being attacked by three muggle boys. After the attack, Percival Dumbledore, her father, retaliated against the muggles. His break of the Statute of Secrecy landed him in Azkaban for life.

Kendra picked up the family and moved them to Godric’s Hollow just before Albus started school. She had to hide Ariana. If the ministry ever found out, they’d lock her up or kill her, like they tried to do to Credence. It was the summer after his last year at Hogwarts that Kendra died and Albus returned home. The summer he met Grindelwald.

The only account we have of Kendra’s death comes from Aberforth in the Deathly Hallows. “Then, when she was fourteen … see, I wasn’t there,” said Aberforth. “If I’d been there, I could have calmed her down. She had one of her rages, and my mother wasn’t as young as she was, and … it was an accident. Ariana couldn’t control it. But my mother was killed.”

The only thing that gives this story some wiggle room is that he wasn’t a witness. This is either an assumption or what he was told by another. Now, had Grindelwald been present at this time, I’d imagine that is how he would know about Creedence’s true identity. Alas, Grindelwald would not arrive in Godric’s Hollow until after Kendra’s funeral.

There are many scenarios that could explain the missing Dumbledore boy that have roots in the time before Percival’s arrest. In the time before the known history of the Dumbledore family, but I don’t think that is the case. For one, Auralius has got to be younger than Ariana was, and Percival was arrested before Albus’ first year at Hogwarts.

We know Ariana was six when she was attacked and developed the obscurus, and Albus was eleven. In The Crimes of Grindelwald, Albus Dumbledore is 46. We don’t know how old Auralius is, but we do know that he is immensely powerful given that he has survived so long as an obscurus. This isn’t unexpected given what we know of Albus’ power, and that Ariana survived until she was fourteen and would have lived longer had she not been killed.

Diving deeper into the etymology of the name Auralius, we find that it is linked to two known historical figures. If there is one thing we know about J. K. Rowling, it is that she loves a name with meaning. According to one Screen Rant article, the death of Markus Auralius was the beginning of the fall of Rome. There has been no mention of another Dumbledore sibling within the Potter-verse. Coincidently, Markus Auralius is an emperor we have few detailed records of.

“Ambrosius Aurelianus was a British war leader in the 5th century, a legendary king of Briton who is intimately tied to the legends of King Arthur and Merlin.” Considering the link between the historical Aurelianus and the fictional Merlin, there is a lot of potential for hidden gems, something I’ve come to expect from the legendary Rowling.

If there’s one thing for certain, we’ll all be holding our breath to find out where this story goes. For now, it could be heading anywhere.

A/N: This is a bit delayed considering I wrote it after I saw the movie in the theater. I wasn’t going to post it at all, but I had a friend who didn’t like the movie, and this changed her mind. 

[was-wicked]

character background: THE  DESPAIRING DAUGHTER

        Leta is raised by Mary Lou with Credence, Modesty, and Chasity {AU}

Triggers:

-  Parental Abuse

- Suppression

 - Mental Illness

-Violence

-Manipulation 

- Honestly this verse is wonderfully sad and also wonderfully screwed up. 

About:

BEFORE

Leta Barebone is a quiet thing. She and her brother, Credence, were brought to the Barebone’s when she was seven and he was one, Corvus Lestrange claiming both of his children dead or missing after the ship sank. For three years she was tasked with raising Credence until Leta’s magic became apparent to the woman who took them both in. In response, Mary- Lou did her best to separate the pair and hide the girl from the public eye, giving Leta chores to complete late in the night that end early in the morning, sleeping through the day causing her to often miss most rallies and Creedence the ability/ time to generate his Obscurus and magic, Leta knowing of his magic but unable to stop him or teach him what she knows out of fear of him getting in trouble.

While she cares for all of her siblings (regardless of their own opinion on her) but was closer to Credence after the events of the ship sinking. 

FANTASTIC BEASTS AND WHERE TO FIND THEM

Leta, having the night shift, allows her curiosity to overwhelm her one night and sees these wonderful, strange creatures, and follows them until she realizes how late it is, runs home to find the corpses of her mother as well as the destroyed church and goes on a mad hunt for her brother.

She ends up at the Subway (when, where and how depends on the interactions she has before) though she is there in time to see Credence die to which she is left sobbing, screaming, and shaking, not paying attention to the events which transpire after. 

Her fate can go to separate ways from here (but I have a favorite path): she can end up leaving with Newt (the most likely and the preferred) to be trained and work under him as a assistant OR be taken by MACUSA.

CRIMES OF GRINDELWALD

Regardless of where she has ended up in the first part, Leta is searching for her brother. Her path to get to Paris is a blurry one, several paths that I can see be probable but this is something that can be discussed.

Somehow she makes it to the tombs, in time to save his life from Yusuf. 

The events that transpire after are dependent on interactions and preference of the writers in the specific desires (I have a list of possibilities).

 THIS VERSE IS FAIRLY SELECTIVE VERSE DUE TO THE SHEER AMOUNT OF PLOTTING INVOLVED BUT WOULD LOVE TO EXPLORE IT

 {might become a mains thing but I love it?? So much?? So if you are interested in it please hit me up}

Also shout out to @misguidedtrxst for talking through this with me. 

With questions IM up because oh boy I think about this verse a lot.

[theobscurial]

CONTINUED FROM here.

“I wasn’t aware you could train your creature.” Did that mean Icarus would get some sort of training? Credence barely knew what he was doing. He couldn’t train his Phoenix without a little bit of guidance. Grindelwald had been good about it lately, though. He couldn’t imagine he’d be left to his own accord if he had to train Icarus in fighting, too. He knew very little about Phoenix’s as it was. That was another thing he wanted to ask Grindelwald about. Sure, books had a decent amount of information, but the creatures seemed to be extremely RARE. Book knowledge verses actual knowledge was very different, too. Gellert knew he had a Phoenix. He had helped him blossom into the beautiful creature sitting on top of his perch in his room. He knew enough. “I-I wouldn’t to be on his bad side.” He knew better than to judge something over the way it looked, but he couldn’t help it. Antonio was… different. The dark wizard may have control over the thing, but what happened if he left to do something? Would Antonio just sit and stare or would he try to jump at him again? Credence could feel a chill run down his spine. God, he didn’t want to THINK about the damage it could do fully grown.

“How big will he get?” It may sound like a dumb question, but no question was that dumb, right? Credence wasn’t going to learn unless he asked these things. Plus, if he could get Antonio to like him to the point of not trying to taste him in the future, it would be better for everyone involved. He didn’t want to HURT the creature, even if it seemed to want to hurt him. “I-I’m afraid if Antonio -- “ God, it sounded odd saying the things name. Like he was HUMAN. “If he tried to attack me, my Obscurus would lash out...” It’s happened before. Whenever he felt threatened or he felt extreme turmoil, it broke free and damage was left in it’s wake.

His fingers were fidgeting with the edge of his shirt, his leg bouncing as nervousness set in. He knew he had no reason to be nervous, but it never failed. Any time something felt like it was going to go in a bad direction, he did what he could to calm himself. Before Grindelwald and Nurmengard, he had no-one but his sisters and they hadn’t been able to help his anxiety. So, he had to learn to soothe himself. Sometimes it worked, other times it didn’t. And truth be told, if he pulled something like that with his ma, she would have smacked him. She never would have allowed him to put something down that had been offered to him. “Sweeter? You mean another wine? Or should I just add sugar into the one I have?” Sugar. Another treat he didn’t have often back in New York. He would steal candy here and there, but that was it. He had never added it into any drinks he ever had, so he had no idea if he’d like it or if he’d have to decline the next offer. He didn’t want to be rude, after all.

His head tilted to watch the house elf. He had seen her in the castle before and Skender had one back at the circus, but he was still curious about them. Did they always serve wizards? Was there some sort of CLASS? He knew very little about magic, the history, or about those that served witches and wizards. When Grindelwald made his order, Credence could hear his stomach rumble in approval. He was hungry, and dinner couldn’t come soon enough. “Thank you.” He offered to the elf, not sure if she’d understand him before she disappeared just as fast as she had originally appeared. 

“Did you pick her, sir? The house elf?” Would she listen to him since he lived there?

@scharfezunge

[evening-rose-309]

"Nea, why is your father like this?"

To his credit, the Vipertooth's answer was simple as it was short. Balefully he snorted, which was more that any of his brothers or the man in question has ever deigned to give Newt within the time that he'd been here.

"Well that's understandable, but what I don't see is why he has to be like this twenty four seven."

A curious keen.

"That means twenty four hours for a week long. A week isn't twenty four hours, you're right, I just meant that he's like this almost everyday for seven days a week and it's..."

Frustrating. It was frustrating. Newt tried not to look at it that way, but it was.

Sighing, he leaned back against the rock he was sitting by as he absently pet the globe sized domes of the dragon's arrow shaped head. Strange, he thought passively. You would think that a hybrid of Lernaea's calibre would take the physical traits of both parents, but he and his hatchmates seemed to take a very distinctly sort of Vipertooth way of things. Unlike his 'brothers', neither the twins nor Azriel were much distinguishable in their breed as the triplets were. You had to be very observant of the dragons to tell what crosses they were. Say, the twins' size and their forward facing horns or Azriel's azure flame and clubbed tail. Latter had taken Newt a considerable amount of time to figure out, being a three way cross, instead of the arguably more simple two that the twins were. Once he had though, it'd been easier to guess their temperaments, list out their likes and dislikes from interaction and Magda's ramblings, understand them, even if it was from afar.

If only it were so simple with their 'Father'.

"Mornin' there, oh bride-to-be." Newt smiled. Speak of the devil, or rather the devil's withered old aunt treking up the sand bank in old gardening boots.

"Whatcha lookin' at love," Magda queried as she bent down to greet him. "Spyin' on the groom? Now that's not a very gentleman thing to do."

Newt found himself laughing. Yes, he supposed he was spying, but Gellert did say he wanted to spend time with him on the island, so it wasn't entirely his fault. Scooting over a bit- "S'cuse me Mister Noodle Britches, tryin' to sit with my son-in-law here, there you go." -he let the old woman settle next to him, Lernaea's wriggling neck promptly plopped down on her skirts.

"What's the matter love?" Newt noted the concern in her voice. "Could see you poutin' all the way from the shack. Sighing too- oh there we go, there it is again. Come on love, tell old Maggie what's gotcha down."

Newt sagged into the rock face, his one free hand tiredly excepting hers and the little circles she ran into his palm.

"Tell us love," and what could he do to deny her? It wasn't like it meant anything anyway, his sluggish little wonderings. What was the harm, it wasn't like she was going to tell him or that he would listen.

Sighing, again, Newt kept his eyes on the man on the docks even as he addressed the woman at his side.

"It's..." he started, words not coming to him as easily as he thought they would. They never did, when he was addressing humans. "It's, well it's...."

"It's what?"

What indeed. What was it.

"Him." Yes him. Which him, he hadn't the faintest. Magda squeezed his hand.

"Him," she repeated, surer than Newt was. "Him, and what of him?"

Newt bit his lip, his breath passing through noisily again.

"He's...." What? "He's so....."

"Difficult?"

So sure. Then again, she had lived with the man for over two decades. She knew more of him than Newt could. She could make sense of him, the things he did. The things he didn't. Wouldn't. Could have, but never.

It was Magda's turn to sigh then. "You two really are made for each other. He can't make sense of you either."

The last part she added when Newt gave her a curious look. He was still curious, if not a just a tad confused.

"S'not your fault really," she said, shifting to ease her knees under the dragon's heavy weight. "Either of you. You've both been broken in ways. You don't tell each other things, which is fine, you know. Men have got to have their secrets, but more importantly..."

Newt shifted when she paused. "More importantly?"

She spared him a meaningful look. "More importantly," she twinned their fingers, "you'll learn. He'll learn. Nothing makes sense now, and believe me, it won't for a long time, but it will. The moods, the drinking, the asking for company only to fly away-"

She stopped. A burst of laughter had sounded from the docks. Newt turned his head. His fiance, that strange man, was floating amongst his children, skipping listlessly between their maws and cackling when they snapped at nothing. A strange cackle, a melody, pleasant. Not at all like any other visage of the word. For a moment, Newt thought to New York. He must have heard it somewhere, sometime, within those weeks when they pretended that life was good and things were better. Strange that he'd only heard it now, this true melody, this genuine sound. Not the grin of a drunk man or the chuckle of a creature on verge of breaking down in tears by his feet. He wondered if that sound- if that sound could only be heard when its maker thought no one else was around or perhaps when he felt safe.

Was he only safe when dancing with teeth and pretending to be someone else's husband?

"I don't understand him," and Magda let out a sound that can only be thought as disparaging. "How can he be so- so different all of the time. Sad. He's always so sad all the time. I can never tell if he's smiling to humor me or if he actual wants to because he's happy."

Happy. What was happy to them? To people like Gellert Grindelwald and Newton Scamander? A beaten man's son and a neglected ex-husband? A monster with a broken heart and a magizoologist with too many pieces to give never sure if they fit?

Watching him, so caught in his own thoughts, Newt nearly missed the words that parted sternly from the keeper's lips.

"Pardon?"

"Go to him."

Newt swallowed as he turned. Magda held his gaze sharply as she cupped his hand.

"Go to him," she said, gentle but firm. "You said you didn't understand and I'll tell you this: you don't have to."

He didn't have to. He didn't have to understand.

"Go," she urged. "Enjoy him. Enjoy him. When that sadness is gone, he's the brightest thing, but you have to enjoy him. He goes quick, sometimes faster than you can blink, and you have to catch him. Don't think about the sadness. That's his to keep, but for you, give him something else. Go and take your piece and give him something else to remember."

Something else to remember. Something to bade away the sadness. The- the sluggishness.

Newt looked to the docks, to the man who was on them standing proud. For a split second their eyes met. A split second and Newt saw something he now realized- now realized he very much wanted to see more of. That's why I took the ring, the thought spun, I took the ring, but that's a shared piece, I want more-

-I need to give him more, and suddenly Newt knew what to do.

He got up.

|-]

Whew, that was a doozy. Hope you like it, @willofhounds. Hope this time it goes on smoothly. Enjoy!

[athyrabunlord]

About LLSHP AU (Afterword)

[Brief note about School Term] [other LLSHP AU stuff] [YohaMaRuby concept arts] [ChikaYouRiko concept arts] [KanaDiaMari concept arts] [Hogwarts Staff]

[FFN link] [Pixiv Link] [Translated to Chinese by plin2290]

I’m just so pleased and happy to have made it! I have so many existing incomplete stories that it’s astounding for me to actually complete a multi-chapter story. Once again, I’d like to say a huge THANK YOU!! to my readers for staying with me to the end, providing me feedback and expressing interest, motivating and inspiring me enough to reach this point.

The following is really just about my rambling, about my thoughts, about the planning process and my decisions, so do keep reading if you’re interested in the makings of this story. I just feel like sharing (aka: blah blah blah) since, again, I actually friggin completed a story omg (´；Д；｀)  

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First of all, let’s go way back to near the end of October 2016, not long after LLS Season 1 ended. Yes this is so long ago lmao. After drawing several canon-related fanarts and writing short blips to satiate my thirst, I decided to create a complete whole AU so I can fantasize more XD I ended up picking the Harry Potter verse because, come on, it’s always fun trying to Sort your favorite characters and think about their abilities and whatnot.

Ideas started to whirl and initial sketches began. There’s an old post explaining why I Sort the girls into their respective Houses. That’s also when extra details were pondered over, the why and the pros in doing so. You should know by this point that I’m a complete useless 3rd Years trash, but as I brainstorm more, I realize that their story is more suitable to be a prequel, something that supplements a main story. And so, what should the main story be about? What kind of story do I want to present? Who would be the perfect main character/narrator for this?

Yoshiko. In canon, she’s already associated with (black) magic and, as a First-Year and Muggleborn, she would be perfect for a reader to immerse into this fascinating new world of magic through her perspective. As an old post says, I fudged up the School Term and age during the initial stage and didn’t realize until everything’s all finalized, that’s why I had to keep it as it is XD;;;;

Anyway, at this point, I’ve already decided Yoshiko to be a Horcrux, with the antagonist of this story to be Yohane, and how the last few chapters are going to play out.  Everything else, even the other characters’ backgrounds are all further elaborated and refined based off of this central plot. On a side note, how sexy is Aikyan’s solo in the 3rd Live, I mean, the white and black wing I could only think about Yoshiko/Yohane DX

Ahem, I’ve always found Yoshiko’s character fascinating, that there’s a Yohane side of her even though, really, she’s Yoshiko (a good girl). The Chamber of Secrets and the Half-Blood Prince are the main source of inspiration for this particular idea, but of course HP fans might notice many elements from the original story used or modified in my story. I’m also a strong believer that the Patronus Charm can do more than just warding off Dementors or Lethifolds (and Obscurus), hence its significance in this story, especially later chapters.

Therefore, each girl’s Patronus was tentatively decided at this early stage, with 1 or 2 possibilities. After this, I then thought of what ships should this story present. As much as I did not want romance/ships be The Major Point, I have to acknowledge that ships are what people go for in a story, myself included. I understand shipping might turn people away from even trying a story, that’s why I kept it secret for the first few chapters before confirming it on tumblr (where the chapters were first uploaded). I was just testing the waters, to see if people are interested in the story enough to keep reading even if the ships aren’t their preferences.

Back to planning stage - as a multi-shipper, I did not want to set in stone right off the bat what the ships are either. And thus I continued expanding on ideas and see where things would  go, keeping most of the initial interactions and important moments intact. This is why there are times it might seem there are multiple pairings even though nothing was specified (cough wee kanadia, youriko etc (｡･ ω<)ゞてへぺろ♡). Not to mention, as the main character, Yoshiko will always have moments with each of the 8 girls. I remember joking in an old post that, if this were a gal-game, there are various routes to this story, from the default path to those you have to unlock via certain conditions XDDD

Naturally, members of the 1st-year trio and Guilty Kiss get more screen time with Yoshiko. Then, as a fellow Slytherin and part of the tsurime trio, Dia does too. Not to mention Season1’s anime ED shows You & Angel together, You gets special moments too. Chika is Aqours’ leader who first accepted Yoshiko into the group as datenshi, so I tried to show that as much as I could given the circumstances in the story. And so, this leaves poor orca on the side lol. But yeah, YoshiMaru, YoshiRiko, YoshiRuby, so many possibilities! However, as more details get finalized, such as Yoshiko’s childhood, her Shiira-KANSU! Patronus and about the Augurey, YoshiMaru just happened. Things seem to click into place with their love as the focal point and I was able to keep expanding the story. First puppy love, innocent and pure. A dream that grew to become reality. Could other ships have worked? Yes, but then that would’ve given this story a different direction and it wouldn’t have been LLSHP AU – Yoshiko Tsushima and the Fallen Angel anymore. As I developed YoshiMaru more and more, I was very satisfied with my choice.

On a side note, I confirm Yoshiko did have a crush on You at first (and Hanamaru had a crush on Kanan) xD it’s mostly just physical attraction in a “the-senpai-I-admire” kind of way, and it soon morphs to strong friendship as this story progresses. I don’t know if this was obvious at all but that’s why these two girls always have a soft spot for Gryffindor Baka#2 and Baka #3 xD!!!

On the other hand, I was not expecting DiaRiko to form. Yes, it was my guilty ship but I didn’t intend for them to be a couple in this story, just close friends/confidantes. In canon, they’re already the straight man of their respective year trios (most of the time anyway, I’m looking at you ponkotsu penguin). Yet, given their respective pasts and personalities, they became intimately close and found solace with each other, and that kind of relationship is what I tried to show to the readers, especially through the Carbonado Interlude. They’re not predestined to fall in love but they did and found happiness. Out of the four ships, I was most worried about DiaRiko since it’s a rareship unlike the other three. That’s why I keep saying how pleased I am that it ended up being well-received by fans ;;A;;

ChikaYou came to be as I finalize the 2ndYears’ background and Riko’s part, while KanaMari’s story is set aside for the prequel and thus not given much spotlight in the main story (and also due POV effect). In spite of how much I adore ChikaYou, it’s also not shown much because of what happened in the story but also because I wanted to present their dynamic as a duo and CYR bond with Ruby (since that’s how Yoshiko perceives them most of the time anyway).  

Ruby, my widdle cinnamon roll baby, is left unpaired for a reason. I want to show that platonic/friendship love is just as wonderful and powerful. There’s a saying ‘lovers come and go, but friends are for life’, and that’s exactly what Yoshiko and Hanamaru meant for Ruby, and vice versa. Now, while I’m on this, I have a confession about Ruby’s fate. After the concept arts were drawn and uploaded, I was finalizing the details of the three Arcs before I toss the first chapter onto tumblr. The end of ch19 is definitely one of the biggest climax of the story - Ruby ended up being Yohane’s target instead of Dia. Originally, uh, yeah, Ruby is supposed to die because her wounds were too much. Regular healing spells do not work on sectumsempra, only a special counter-Curse could reverse the effects. I tried very hard to find a way around it to save her. I don’t want my baby to die, any of them really, and she still have so much ahead of her. Fortunately, I was able to save her through Yoshiko/Yohane which, in turn, saved this raven-haired girl as well. I was able to continue working backwards on finalizing the Arcs and individual chapters with a peaceful state of mind.

‘Yoshiko’, as in the one who’s been narrating the story from ch1-20, still died in a way, but at least I was able to change the story from Bad End to True End (?). True End is the ch21 I uploaded. Bad End route would have Ruby dead, Yoshiko gone and ch21 would turn out completely different. A Happy End would be Yoshiko the Narrator miraculously alive and the others not having scars or still recovering, but I just find that too unrealistic. I’ve minimized the, uh, damage enough as it is, given the circumstances. J.K. Rowling did go on a killing spree in Book7 but come on, with a psychotic maniac like Voldemort and all those magical spells, you can easily kill people. You don’t need Avada Kedavra to kill someone, a sudden Diffindo or Reducto is enough. I’ve chosen my sacrifice and one is too many already. And speaking of sacrifice, let me talk a bit about Riko and why she was the ‘first victim’. Omoi yo Hitotsu ni Nare. Even though this story was outlined even before the First Live, this song already stands out to me from the anime, a song where the 8 of them sang in Riko’s absence but her spirit is still with them. And so, I sort of portrayed that the way it is in this story. Even though Riko didn’t get any lines from ch12 onward until ch20, her role remains significant and is the pivotal point for the remainder of Arc2 and Arc3. In terms of the plot, I’ve followed my outline quite closely. All the core points remained unchanged as I write out the chapters, though how I write a chapter (ie the wording, the extra little details, and actual professor dialogues instead of just narration) did change as I go along, influenced by more of the official content. Facts about characters that are only revealed in Season2 or other media such as SIF etc were not incorporated into this story (for example, Kanan being afraid of ghosts and height). As I mentioned in an older post about wands, I would have chosen phoenix feather for Ruby’s wand core had I known about the Duo-Trio results. The Kazuno sisters would have been incorporated into the story alas, back then, very little was known about Saint Snow in Season1 of the anime. Yes… season2 was finished and, like, a total of 15 live performances have happened between the creation and the completion of this story LOL Back to the plot. Seven is said to be a magical number in the HP verse and that’s why each Arc has 7 chapters. Arc 1 is the Intro, Arc 2 is the turning point, Arc 3 is the climax and the resolution. Sounds easy and straightforward so I thought I would’ve finished the story within a year. Well. It ended up almost taking two years lmao. Obligations IRL aside, new ideas, more AUs, more fanarts etc also make sticking to the update schedule difficult. It’s the worst when it comes to writer’s block – you have the outlines, you know what’s supposed to happen in a chapter, yet the words just aren’t flowing and you’re stuck. Thankfully, with you lovely readers giving the feedback and encouragement I need, I made it over each bump on the road to get to the finale. Hanamaru wrote most of this story, yes. Each chapter titles with exception of Ruby’s interlude and ch18-19 also showed up in ch21. The title of the ‘book’ is supposed to be revealed in the Epilogue but, since I had to upload it onto Fanfiction.Net, I can’t just call it LLSHP AU so I had to reveal “Yoshiko Tsushima and the Fallen Angel” right away. Back then I called this a temporary title because I did think about giving this story an alternate title, since she didn’t write the interludes, ch21 and the epilogue. However, at the end of the day, this still suits the story best. After all, the individual titles for ch21 and the epilogue make up the story’s title.

“Yoshiko has always known that she isn't normal like everyone else. Surely, she would master everything about magic at Hogwarts, and become the amazing fallen angel she's meant to be. Little did she know, her school year would be more than eventful as she makes great friends, uncovers secrets, and learns what it truly means to be Yohane.” - this is the summary I put on Fanfiction.Net. It speaks from both Yoshiko the Narrator’s perspective, and Yoshiko from the Epilogue’s perspective. It probably sounds confusing but I hope you understand what I mean. So, what’s next? I’ve invested a lot in this world of LLSHP AU already and there are still so many more possibilities, especially with the rather open ending both ch21 and the epilogue presents, so I’m definitely not done with this AU! Since I have the memory of a goldfish, I don’t know if I’ve already mentioned this but the prequel will be told mostly in Mari’s POV. It will have occasional Dia and Kanan POVs too (because I’m a shameless 3yrs-oshi and writer privilege); Rather than taking forever to write and cramping the scenes into a massive interlude chapters, I’ve decided to split it in shorter chapters - this will roughly be a 12-part story that took place before the main story, showcasing segments of the kanadiamari’s first 3 years at Hogwarts.

This prequel is… relatively normal and lighter compared to the main story, meaning it’s more school-oriented and more slice-of-life episodes for the most part (at least, that’s the outline), and much more Professor cameos. There will be more N-card girls to be showcased as well, such as kanadiamari’s Housemates and Quidditch teammates. Overall, it’ll be shiny °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖° There will not be a full sequel to the main story. Instead, there will be blips/drabbles about events that happen after the main story, as teased in the Epilogue - the TriWizard Tournament for one XD And, unlike the main story, the ideas for blips in this sequel-timeline are more vague, so I’ll be able to incorporate new content into it (as in, from official content 2017 onward such as proper characterization of Saint Snow).

There are plans for omake/filler fun blips as well - little incidents that happened throughout the main story or, rather, ‘excerpts’ that Hanamaru wrote but didn’t make it to the final version of her book. The first Halloween, more scenes with the Professors, birthdays and so on.

There are also plans for character-exclusive blips as well, similar to an Interlude. For example, DiaRiko’s ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) cough cough.

My tentative plan is to keep going with the prequel, and maybe every few chapter or so I’d write a sequel-timeline blip. I’ll see how my muse and inspiration is in the future, I’m already extremely satisfied that I finished the main story XD And I do want to work on some of my other existing AUs (ie Animus AU and Mafia AU just because I’ve already invested time in creating the concept arts and so I don’t want them to sink into oblivion…) or who knows, there might be new AUs. I mean, pretty much every new SIF set is enough to inspire a brand new AU please allow me a moment to giggle like the trash I am over the DiaRiko UR set *pterodactyl screech*

AHEM. Another thing is illustration/artworks. Since most of my time was spent on writing, there are much fewer artworks than I would’ve liked for this story. I think I mentioned this somewhere that I’d love to have an individual cover art for each chapter alas, no time at all DX I’d like to have at least one illustration per chapter too but OTL I can only pick one and so for this AU I chose writing over drawing. Cry.

Anyway, I’ve rambled long enough and I think I’ve talked about everything I want to get off my chest. If you have any questions/feedback, go ahead and fire’em at me, since I’m now able to answer anything without fear of spoilers now XD (unless your question is about the prequel or things that happen in the sequel-timeline)

Thanks for reading the whole thing and, ofc, staying with me until the end of this story!

[nobszone]

When Metokur did his video expose on Channel Awesome (the site formerly known as That Guy With The Glasses) I didn’t think much of it. To me it was mostly a rehash of things we already knew, a “where are they now” feature for a couple former producers, and airing of dirty laundry.

The final video was the most significant for me, as it talked about stuff that he’d heard but was unable to verify. A lot of it sounded too outlandish to be true. 

But like always, it was the tip of the iceberg.

Over the past couple days, several former Channel Awesome producers (notably Obscurus Lupa, MarzGurl, Phelous and The Nostalgia Chick) as well as a couple current employees (notably Linkara) have shared behind-the-scenes details about their employment with Channel Awesome. They are, in a word, explosive, and they do not paint a flattering picture of the company’s management, or of the “face” of the site, one Doug Walker.

I know some of you are expecting me to do what I did back in the day in regards to a certain former CA reviewer, but I’m not. I’m not going to go on a big rant with twitter screencaps and google searches and enough text to need a 4 hour podcast to cover it all (hi Bennet). I simply don’t have it in me to get worked up over this kind of stuff anymore. I honestly tried to do it and I couldn’t get it out.

I admit part of it is because unlike the other times I’ve gone on these rants, the main emotion I’m feeling here isn’t anger or frustration, but sadness. This website was a big part of my online life and I’ll admit I hoped to one day be a contributor to it.

But alas, it seems to have all been a mirage. We don’t yet know how Channel Awesome will respond to this, but if nothing else, the proverbial Genie is out of the bottle. 

In many ways, Lupa’s firing in 2015 was a warning sign. That should’ve been the moment we realized things were going wrong. But because Doug Walker still produced videos, we were reluctant to hold CA accountable. That may have to change.

@takashi0 this is your show now. Not to pass the buck onto you, friend, but you’re much more versed in this kind of stuff nowadays than I am. I have a feeling you’ll have a much better idea of what to do than I will.

All I can say is that it looks like we’re at the end of an era. Though given everything said up there, that may not be a bad thing.

[sunshinexandxpeaches-blog]

Bio: Credence Barebone

Fandom: Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them

Species: Human, Fae // If I do write him as an Obscurus, I’ll be giving him black wings iridescent with blues and purples.

Age: 21-25 (22 is my default)

Body: He has thin, faded scars on his hands with more scars on his back that vary in length, width and how faded they are

Height: 5'11 (He looks smaller because of how he holds himself)

Sexuality: Homosexual

Nationality: American

Family: Modesty and Chastity (Sisters) [depending on verse], Mother (Deceased), Father (Unknown), Adoptive mother (Either deceased or out of his life)

Common Profession: Librarian, Works at MACUSA (secretary), Works/Owns at a flower shop, Barista

Personality: Smart, Shy, Quiet, Unsure, Never Loud, Needs coaxed out of his shell // [depending on verse {He leans this way in general unless it’s a first meet thread}] More open, more of a tease, more playful

Top or Bottom: Bottom. It’s rare if he tops, but he can on occasion.

Random Headcanon: A sweet boy that loves animals. Especially kittens or puppies that will curl up in his lap and fall asleep. Unfortunately, he’s hardly ever been able to go to the animal shelter due to his upbringing.

Kinks: A very sweet boy who needs lots of love and a lot of soft touches. Nothing heavy and nothing that had to do with pain. Light spanking might be okay. He loves to dress up in pretty lingerie and he’s got a Daddy kink a mile wide. He loves to be marked up with hickies. Light pet play may be okay as well (mainly just being called ‘kitten’, dressing up and wearing a collar). He adores pet names. Light breath play, light blood play (vamp!verses depending). He loves to face his partner during sex and he loves being eaten out (though he’s shy about it.)

{Main ship: Gradence}

{Brotp: Qeenie and Cree}

Important: I really don’t know much about the wizarding world so I’m still learning. I write Credence as human so that I can learn with him. Otherwise, it would take a lot of looking up for me to understand things and I don’t want mess up the thread with incorrect facts. (If I am randomly thrown into that verse from a meme I sent you, please be patient)

[teapotauror]

Bold all that applies to your muse!!  

Repost do not reblog!!

Porpentina Goldstein:

• eyes: blue | green | brown | hazel | (dark) gray | gray-blue | red I other

• hair:  blond | sandy | brown  | black | auburn | ginger | grey / white | multi-color |other

• body type: skinny | slender | slim | built | curvy | athletic | muscular | chubby | overweight

• skin:  pale | light | fair | freckled | tan | olive | medium | dark | discolored

• gender: male | female | trans | cis | agender | demigender | genderfluid | other | doesn’t like labels

• sexuality: heterosexual | homosexual | bisexual | pansexual | asexual | demisexual | other | doesn’t like labels

• romantic orientation: homoromantic | heteroromantic | biromantic | panromantic | aromantic | demiromantic | unsure | doesn’t like labels

• species:  human | fae | undead | shapeshifter | demon | angel | witch | ghost | incubus / succubus | werewolf | alien | mutant | vampire | metahuman | wizard / Obscurus | Other

• education:  high school | college ( freshman year ) | university | masters degree | PHd | other

• i’ve been: in love | hurt | ill | mentally abused | bullied | physically abused | tortured | raped | brainwashed | shot

• positive traits: affectionate | adventurous | athletic | brave | careful| charming| confident | creative | cunning | determined | forgiving | generous | honest | humorous | intelligent | loyal | modest | patient | selfless | polite | down-to-earth | diligent | romantic | moral | fun-loving | attractive | charismatic | calm

• negative traits:  aggressive | bossy | cynical | envious | shy | fearful | greedy | gullible | jealous | impatient | impulsive | cocky | reckless | insecure| irresponsible | mistrustful | paranoid | possessive | sarcastic | self conscious | selfish | swears | unstable | clumsy | rebellious | emotional | vengeful | anxious | self-sabotaging | moody | peevish | angry | pessimistic | slacker | thin skinned | overly dramatic | argumentative | clingy

• living situation: lives alone | lives with parent(s) / guardian | lives with significant other | lives with a friend | drifter | homeless | lives with children (child) | depends on verse/timeline

• parents/guardian: (estranged) mum | dad | adoptive | foster | grandmother | grandfather | sibling(s) sister(s) brother(s)| none

• relationship:  single | crushing | dating | engaged | married | separated | it’s complicated | verse dependent

• i have a(n):   learning disorder | personality disorder | mental disorder | anxiety disorder | sleep disorder | eating disorder | behavioural disorder | substance related disorder | PTSD | mental disability | physical disability

• things i’ve done before:  had alcohol | smoked | stolen | done drugs | self harmed | starved | had sex | had a threesome | had a one-night stand | gotten into a fist fight | gone to hospital | gone to jail | used a fake ID | played hooky | gone to a rave | killed someone | had someone try to kill them

Tagged by: @justamagizoologist

Tagging: @amagizoologistscase, @wemadeemcocoa

[phantoms-lair]

I just had a (admittedly angsty) thought after seeing your lovely magic!Shaggy commission - what would be the chances of Shaggy becoming an Obscurial, like in Fantastic Beasts & Where to Find Them? It seems like a possible outcome, as JK Rowling puts it: "An Obscurus is developed under very specific conditions: trauma associated with the use of magic, internalised hatred of one’s own magic and a conscious attempt to suppress it." Would that be a possibility in the Yellow Lantern verse?

(Gonna write this assuming magic works like i HP, which is not necessarily the case in YS)

I think Shaggy was saved from that by the same thing that spared Harry. Namely not knowing the trauma was linked to his magic. Or that he even had magic, which is pretty much why Harry didn’t become one. 

Harry knew he was disliked and unwanted, but he never knew why. If the Durslely’s had told him was being treated the way he was because of him magic, there was a high chance of him becoming an obscurial. But because he didn’t know about it,  he didn’t do the subconscious suppressing and internal hatred of it.

Shaggy doesn’t know he’s magic, thanks to the memory spell, so he doesn’t have the internal hatred. And far from suppressing his magic, he leaks it everywhere (as seen in every Scooby Doo show ever). If he hadn’t gotten his memory erased and was left as he was, there was a good chance of becoming one.

Still, before that makes you think the memory spell was good, I’d like to put it out that the optimal choice of actions would have been for his rescuer to just get some help to work through what he had experienced and not leave him unknowingly traumatized for over a decade.