#rel. lysander

[dicethrow]

@muselycertain | Lysander | Starter Call

A lovely slash across his back, courtesy of a Venatori blade, meant that Finn urgently needed medical help. Thankfully, the cultist hadn’t lived long enough to do anything with his blood. But that didn’t help with the wound in the slightest.

He knew the Eluvian was far away, as was the Shadow Dragons’ hideout. There wasn’t much time before he’d start feeling woozy from blood loss, and there was no chance he’d let himself pass out and get robbed in Minrathous. Not his old home.

So he trudged towards the hideout regardless – until a thought struck. He recalled Varric talking about some lad with a healing touch. Any recommendation from Varric was a five-star seal of approval to Finn, and if he remembered right, he could even picture the building the old dwarf had gestured to on one of their usual city wanderings.

Luckily, that building was far closer than any hideout. So, after a few painstaking minutes, he dragged himself to the door and slammed his fist against it a few times, loud enough to make it rattle. He needed to be heard.

Then, his legs gave out, and he slumped against the doorframe, sliding down to sit on the ground while he waited. He gave the door another thump, just for good measure.

When it finally opened, he looked up to see a pleasant-looking lad standing there. Must be Lysander.

“Varric told me ye can help with healing?” Finn said.

[soupandsorcery]

over the threshold, across the divide | M | 2.6k

Emmrich just smiles, his eyes crinkling at the corners in the way that Lysander loves. “Two beautiful, bashful men in my bed. What did I do to deserve such a thing?” “Mierda,” Lucanis mumbles, lips moving against Lysander’s shoulder. “Is he always like this?” “Yes,” Lys replies. “Always.”

read on ao3 here!

[diamondwerewolf]

I Also Wonder

Since AZ was an underutilized character in Pokemon XY, it's very easy to miss information about him. [I have a quick post with some bullet points on canonical details very easy to pass over if you aren't looking for info across all official materials.] Now that he will be a staple character in an expanded city, will they go in depth about his past, or still leave those previous blanks?

yes i'm gonna talk about this again i'll get to a point stick with me If you're new to him, or need a refresher:

---- AZ was the former King of Kalos from over 3'000 years ago. During his rule, a terrible war between unnamed regions broke out, in which lots of human and pokemon lives were sacrificed. It escalated so terribly, that there became a demand for more and more powerful fodder. This was at a time where pokemon were still considered tools or 'monsters' rather than creatures to be cherished and respected. Eventually, Kalos' own soldiers forcibly ceased AZ's beloved Floette, a gifted pokemon from his mother, to fight in the war. She did not return to him alive. Desperate to have his beloved partner back, AZ, who had already contributed miraculous technology to ancient society, built a crystalline machine that could harness the infinite energy of powerful pokemon, and bring her back to life. He succeeded in bringing her back, however...He was still deeply enraged with the state of affairs. The enemy and his own army be damned, he adjusted the machine, the ultimate weapon, to obliterate the war in its entirety. Friend and Foe, turned to ashes.

The price of reanimation is very steep. He was no better than the war for using pokemon lives in such a selfish way. This wasn't her partner anymore. After AZ's actions, Floette rightfully found him wicked, and left. Both cursed by the radiant energy of the machine, AZ's and Floette's life became eternal. For 3,000 years he wandered the world in search of his soul mate, until finally, at the end of pokemon XY, he battled the champion, and remembered how much he cherished pokemon. The wickedness in his heart was lifted, and with this, Floette finally returned to him again.

----

Quite a story. So what was the point in me saying all of that? There is...an entire additional subplot of the 3,000 year war that you can blink and miss. You can only find this if you take time to read books on one of the floors of Lysander's lab. The text is very brief, but the implications are significant.

What on earth...was going on between AZ and his brother. I want, more than anything, for AZ to mention something about that in PLZA. Or at least, be able to read about it somewhere. I am speculating based on what text we were given, but His unnamed brother MAY HAVE BEEN the cause of the war, and POSSIBLY the reason why AZ's own army betrayed him. I can not stress this enough, Floette's inclusion in the war was forced by Kalosian army. I assume there was some erosion of respect for the king for that level of insubordination to occur. Shouldn't something like that be forbidden?

In the Lab notes, AZ's brother was using the war to take Kalos for himself. He was so guilty after his brother disappeared, that he took it upon himself to burry the ultimate weapon. Why are you so guilty....what the hell did you do...?

The idea of 'family' and lineage is a theme I find prevalent in Pokemon XY, and I feel like they ran out of time to flush it out. I mean duh, it's 'france' kings and queens and all, but, still.

It's on the back burner when it =feels= like it's significant that all of these issues do appear to be family related. The fact that AZ and Lysandre are relatives is certainly an interesting choice, but I can't articulate what about it that makes me circle around it in wonder.

Info Text in game is stated so casually and matter of factly, but wait wait wait hold on just a fucking minute... what do you mean his own brother-

I hope that was followable ^^;

[konstantynowitz]

L&L Scamander Headcanons:

Leander and Lycidas are the firstborn twin sons of Newt Scamander and Tina Goldstein.

They were born around 1946, a year after the marriage of their parents and the imprisonment of Gellert Grindelwald.

The boys enrolled at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the year of 1957.

Leander was sorted into Hufflepuff house like his father and uncle before him, while Lycidas was sorted into Ravenclaw.

I’ve decided that Lycidas should be in Ravenclaw due to the Goldstein family having ties to the house through an English relative, Anthony Goldstein.

Leander’s godparents are Jacob Kowalski and his father’s “indispensable” assistant Bunty Broadacre.

Lycidas’s godparents are Eulalie “Lally” Hicks and Theseus Scamander.

The only reason why Queenie isn’t the godmother of one of her nephews is because Tina wanted to wait until she had a daughter.

The twins grew up in England, but oftentimes visited their Kowalski relatives in America during the holidays.

For the most part both of the boys have British accents, but here and there you can sometimes hear their mother’s American twang slipping through, especially when they get excited or upset.

Leander and Lycidas were in their fourth year when Bellatrix Black enrolled at Hogwarts in 1962.

By the time Andromeda had began attending in 1964, the twins were already in their sixth year at Hogwarts.

With that being said, they didn’t have many interactions with the Black sisters as the twins were a bit older than the Marauders era.

I suppose in the original canon we could say that Leander and Lycidas were around when the Mcgonagall brothers were still at Hogwarts.

I’d pin Malcolm’s birth around 1940, and maybe Robert Junior would be a year or two younger than him so his year of birth would probably be 1942.

When the twins enrolled at Hogwarts Mal would’ve been seventeen, while Bob would’ve been fifteen.

But with the way HP canon is going right now we don’t actually know what years in which the Mcgonagalls were born, especially with Minerva’s plothole appearance in SoD.

Lycidas is a left-brainer, he is very strategical and thinks more with his head rather than his heart.

He is much like his uncle Theseus in this way, although Lycidas has a creative mind and is very skilled with charms.

This is something I’d think he would get from his godmother Lally.

I could see Lycidas maybe learning one of those portkey charms like the one Lally had with her book.

When he graduated Hogwarts, Lycidas planned on becoming an auror like Tina and Theseus.

Leander is the one who inherited his father’s compassionate nature and affinity with magical creatures.

He has a very sensitive soul and can be a little scatter-brained sometimes like Newt.

But one thing is for certain and that is not to underestimate him.

Leander has his mother’s stubbornness and his father’s inability to follow the rules.

Although these traits may be the culprit behind the countless detentions he’s received during his school years… oops.

Both Leander and Lycidas joined the Order of the Phoenix when Dumbledore first established it in the 1970s.

Lycidas is the father of Rolf Scamander, therefore making him the father-in-law of Luna Lovegood, as well as the grandfather of Lysander and Lorcan.

[violethowler]

I’ve been thinking about Virginia’s relative lack of involvement in Light Bringer compared to Dark Age after finishing my re-read of Light Bringer, and with the benefit of hindsight, I feel like the direction of her plotline was an unfortunate but logical consequence of the state the Republic is in at the end of DA.

Because it didn’t really register to me until I was re-reading LB just how devastating the previous two books were for the Republic.

There were only four named fleets of the Republic in Iron Gold – the First and Second Fleet are the navy of the Free Legions, and the Fourth fleet is the Ecliptic Guard that defends Mars, meaning that the Third Fleet is the Home Guard that defends Luna.

The first two fleets were wiped out by Atalantia at the battle of Caliban between Iron Gold and Dark Age, and the millions of Republic soldiers on Mercury in Dark Age were either killed or captured by the end, with only about 2,211 troops out of a force numbering over ten million making it off the surface after The Long Night.

Luna is under The Syndicate’s control, but Apple mentions Earth having its own fleet in Dark Age separate from Luna’s that Atalantia destroys when the Rim and the Society retake Earth.

We don’t know if the Republic has a separate fleet just for the asteroid belt, but either way between all of those losses and the fact that we don’t know if the Vox had any control over Earth after the Day of Red Doves, the Republic lost between 67 and 80% of its forces by the end of Dark Age.

Which means that at the beginning of LB, Virginia’s in a position where she has to keep the war going with at best a third of the resources that she had at her disposal two books ago. The dockyards on Phobos allow them to build new ships and repair old ones, but only as long as they can mine enough metal. Atalantia even says as much when she outlines her strategy to Lysander in LB chapter 15:

“As Luna cannibalizes itself for want of food, Mars does the same for want of circuits, Blues, nickel, even uranium. All the little things from the Belt and Mercury and Earth that make their fleets run.”

By the opening of LB, the Rim has spent nine months systematically whittling down the Republic’s control over the asteroid belt, attacking outposts and presumably mining colonies. And the more of the belt they take, the fewer resources the Republic has to be able to repair and build ships.

All of this means that Virginia is in a position where she has no other option but to play defense. She and Victra and the Telemanuses have to focus on both protecting the positions they still hold and also making sure as few ships are lost as possible.

[offorestsongs]

OC INTRODUCTION ❣ LYSANDER (ver. 2.0)

BASIC INFORMATION

full name 🌼 Lysander [last name redacted] nicknames 🌼 Prefect (other students), Lys (friends), Lyssie (Cater), Krill (Floyd), Monsieur Fleur (Rook) species 🌼 just the most normal human guy imaginable height 🌼 162 cm age 🌼 19 y/o birthday 🌼 [redacted] gender 🌼 trans male (he/him) sexuality 🌼 gay man hometown 🌼 normal human world (the UK specifically) dorm 🌼 Ramshackle class 🌼 1-A club 🌼 Sewing Club favorite subject 🌼 potionology dominant hand 🌼 left talent 🌼cooking, home renovations hobby 🌼 gardening, embroidery favorite food 🌼 mushroom soup least favorite food 🌼black coffee pet peeve 🌼people being in the kitchen when he's cooking

PERSONALITY

Usually standing on the sidelines and not speaking much unless spoken to, Lysander tends to get overlooked by others. If not, others may think him to be anti-social and unapproachable; his usual grave expression certainly doesn't help his case. However, it cannot be further from the truth.

Lysander is a kind-hearted person who deeply cares for others and is always willing to put their well-being above his own, often to a unhealthy degree. He hates being lonely and desperately wants to have friends, but his quite isolated upbringing didn't give him much of a chance to learn how to properly socialize with others. While he's not exactly shy, it's hard for him to make the first step. He's never quite sure how to approach other people or maintain relationships with them. The fact that he's not exactly a great conversationalist doesn't help him - he feels like he's never learned how to properly talk to people and so he second guesses his every word, worried that he had once again missed an important social cue, which he's prone to doing. In turn, he considers talking quite tiring and definitely prefers listening to others.

Famously bad at saying "no" to people, even when he knows he will regret the decision later; he's just too afraid that refusing to help others will make people hate him and he can't stand seeing his friends inconvenienced. Feels responsible for other people's problems, which probably stems from the fact that he was forced to care for his entire house ever since he was very young. Not that suddenly having to deal with a bunch of traumatised teenagers helps with that.

Really sensitive and emotional, a hopeless romantic at heart, and also, unfortunately, really prone to stress. In crisis situations, his usual response is freeze.

Not used to having much free time, he's always busing himself with something. If it's not cleaning Ramshackle then it's tending to his garden or helping his classmates with their homework or working shifts at the Mostro Lounge. No matter what it is, he simply cannot sit still. He's highly independent and while he does everything to help others, he hates getting help from anyone and tries to do everything by himself. Refusing help is about the only time he will firmly stand his ground and say no.

BACKSTORY

He would love to know as well! The past comes to him in flashes, often triggered by sensations related to the memory. What he had remembered so far doesn't particuraly make him want to go back.

He remembers living in a big, old house, not that different from Ramshackle. He remembers his bedroom, spending long, empty days there, looking out the window. He doesn't remember anything about his parents, just his grandma. She's a looming, dreaded presence in all of Lysander's memories. Any potential siblings or relatives - he doesn't remember anything about them either. Maybe he never had any.

But most imporatntly - he remembers the deep, overwhelming sense of loneliness that seemed to follow his every step.

RELATIONSHIPS

Grim: “He's a bit horrible sometimes, but he's my kitty! Ace says I enable him too much and maybe that's true, but honestly I don't know what I would do without him.”

Riddle: “Poor boy. He was quite horrible to me in the beginning, but…I don't really blame him. There's something about him that makes me almost relate to him, you know? I try to meet up with him for tea when I can. He's a quite good companion once you get to know him.”

Ace: “Honestly, I never thought I'd be friends with somebody like him. Not in a bad way! But he's just so bold and brazen, I wish I could be more like him… He won't stop calling me an old man though…”

Deuce: “He's just such a darling! I can see he's always trying his best, so I try to help him out with his studying when I can.”

Trey: “He’s a sweetheart! And he knows so much about baking! I didn’t have much time to indulge in making sweets before but he’s always willing to share some advice as long as I help him out in the kitchen, which is so nice.”

Cater: “Cater was actually one of the first friends I’ve made here. Don’t get me wrong, I love Ace and Deuce, but it’s nice to have somebody closer in age to converse with. And it can be confusing when I’m new at school while everyone seems to already know everyone, but he always knows all the rumors so I don’t feel lost with him.”

Leona: “He’s a bit scary but I know he has a good heart deep down. Not good enough to let me pet his ears though…”

Ruggie: “Sometimes I feel bad for him. It seems that life hasn’t been kind to him, and he’s always working so hard! Sometimes I cook too much so I can give the leftovers to him - it’s the best I can do.”

Jack: “He’s always so serious but he’s such a sweet boy. Sometimes I go to Spelldrive matches just to cheer him on, though I’m still not quite sure if I even understand how the sport works.”

Azul: “I know some people don’t trust him but he was always nice to me! When he saw that I’m struggling with money, he offered me a job, which I think is awfully nice of him. He pays me fairly and I think that’s all that matters.”

Jade: “He’s actually quite nice! He knows a lot about different flora and he’s always willing to talk about it, too. We don’t really spend much time together but I love listening to him when I can.”

Floyd: “I- I don’t want to be mean, but there’s just something about him that makes a shiver run down my spine. I prefer to not be alone with him if I can.”

Kalim: “What a darling! He’s always so sweet and nice to me, it’s a delight to be around him. I just wish he’d stop offering he’d share some of his family riches with me… I’m running out of ways to refuse, which is quite awkward.”

Jamil: “We’re not really close but I do respect him a great deal. I wish I could help him and Kalim somehow, but I guess some things are outside even my capabilities.”

Vil: “He’s really intimidating, I used to be a bit afraid of him. But he’s actually really sweet once you get to know him! He has helped me a lot with many things and I’ll forever be grateful to him. I think he’s one of my best friends, though I’m not sure if he thinks the same about me…”

Rook: “Oh- I- Well- Um. Yes. He’s quite nice, isn’t he? And he’s pretty… uh, a pretty good friend! Yes! We’ve been spending a lot of time together recently and- I don’t think I’ve ever felt the way I feel around him. Quite mortifying.”

Epel: “Ah, I do understand him a lot. I too often struggle with not feeling like I’m a man enough, as stupid as it is. I wish I could offer him some guidance, but I’m not really qualified for that.”

Idia: “I’m not really sure how I feel about him. We don’t really spend much time together and truth be told, I usually have no idea what he’s talking about. Cater said that’s because I touch too much grass, whatever that means.”

Ortho: “The sweetest boy! He’s always such a joy to be around, sometimes I wish I could steal him from Idia… Don’t tell him that!”

Malleus: “I know well how it is to not have any friends, so I’m always happy to offer him company. We seem to understand each other and he never expects me to talk a lot which is awfully sweet of him.”

Lilia: “He’s a bit eccentric and a bit intimidating, but I don’t mind him. In fact, I’ve often come to him for advice. He seems to know a lot about life for a student.”

Silver: “Like Malleus, he simply lets me sit in comfortable silence with him, which I really appreciate. I really hope we can be closer friends someday.” Sebek: “His dedication to Malleus is really admirable, but I do think this boy needs more friends. Not me, apparently. I don’t think he likes me much, even though I never get in his way.”

TRIVIA

the only other time he will say no to people is when they try to help him with cooking; he has a very particular way of doing things in the kitchen and hates when other mess up what he considers his most sacred space

a big animal lover, especially when it comes to cats - he'll try to pet every stray cat he sees on his way. and like a proper Disney princess, animals seem to be especially drawn to him

he's very afraid of losing his memories again - because of that, he started keeping a journal where he writes down the important details of his new life. he carries it with him everywhere

he's autistic, though he was never officially diagnosed. his grandma was more the "vaccines cause autism" type than "take the child in your care to see a specialist"

almost always feels cold, which is why he's usually bundled in thick sweaters

doesn't like throwing things away, which means that Ramshackle is always full of usueless but sentimental trinkets

he's nearsighted. his eyesight is actually pretty bad - anything past the distance of his outstreched hand is a blurr to him

feels very insecure about his height and so he always wears shoes with heels

his hair magically magically turned pink after getting isekaied

tends to call people "darling" and "sweetheart" a lot

posesses a wide array of very random skills, mostly having to do with doing things around the house. he can also do some simple lockpicking - he has no idea how or why he had learned that

since none of the clubs interested him, he decided to take a leaf out of Malleus' book and start his own. despite being named the Sewing Club, all sorts of textile/fiber crafts are considered an acceptable activity. he does his best to encourage other students to join

he's very interested in historical fashion

some people say that there's something about him that gives off almost an uncanny valley sort of vibe, especially his tendency to look at people with wide, unblinking eyes. he seems to be completely unaware of the effect he has on others

he suffers from insomnia; he falls asleep easier when he's around somebody else, especially when it's somebody he already feels comfortable with

since he doesn't remember his birthday, he started celebrating the day he came to Twisted Wonderland as his birthday

while he's not very academically gifted, he spends a lot of time studying, as he feels like he has a responsibility to keep up good grades since he's already in NRC as a special case

dividers. intro template by @/ai-kan1

[headmate-ideas]

Hello! We haven't requested in a while and are in need of a new headmate :3.

They're a guardian angel who is a caregiver for littles & regressors, and is an age + pet regressor themself. They use he/they pronouns, but we wouldn't mind more suggestions and want names that are masc/neu that are angelic or elagant, or related to the colour blue. He has a british accent and is very soft-spoken, often using the petnames "(my) angel", "(my) little one", "(my) little star", "(my) little explorer", and "(my) baby". He's very gentle and caring,, able to take care of littles and regssors of all ages and accommodate their needs, often telling bedtime stories and using their powers to entertain the children, or doing any other thing children do / like to make them feel safe and secure. Also - while we want to prioritize the caregiver roles,, we also wouldn't mind other roles! ( emotional protector, spiritual headmate (we're polytheist!), soother, insys conflict manager, etc etc. feel free to surprise us! ) We'd also like if they we're able to manage our symptoms ( especially anxiety, autism, adhd, bpd, and the dissociation/ptsd/etc that comes from our trauma & did, ) and were also a fronting part / enjoyed fronting!

As for appearance, he has dark blue hair and fair skin, as well as shimmering blue eyes with yellow stars glittering in the irises. He has white wings that fade into blue along the edges, and are relatively tall. They also wear a lot of blue, white, and black clothing in gothic or royaltycore styles.

Personality wise, he's very gentle and observant. They're very passionate about space and creative writing ( especially poetry ). He's also very pro-healing and tries to help our system use therapy-based healing techniques and help us ground ourselves in times of distress, and helps us with anything we're having trouble with if he's capable. Though- we'd also like for him to be able to detach from his emotions in times of extreme stress or when we're spiraling so he can help us ground and stabilize rather than crashing with the rest of us.

Emojis: 🌌🌠🩵🪽☄️🍼🕯️🌀💠💙🔷🫐🪻🤍❔🕊️🌕🌑🪐🩹✝️✨🛏️💤

Animal Associations: Doves, cats, unicorns, horses, moths.

Other Associations: The moon, nighttime, Aquarius & Libra, stuffed animals, shooting stars.

Sorry for typing so much!! 😭

- L 🌌☄️

[Brought to you by: Mods Bleviel and Scott!]

🕊️ HEADMATE TEMPLATE 🌠

✦ Name(s): Gabriel, Cobalt, Lysander ✦ Pronouns: he/him, they/them, ey/em/eir/eirs/emself, ix/ixs/ixself, ci/cir/cirs/cirself, star/stars/starself, wing/wings/wingself, 🫐/🫐s/🫐self, 🪻/🪻s/🪻self, 💤/💤s/💤self ✦ Species: guardian angel ✦ Age: ageless adult ✦ Role(s): caregiver, curadare, emotional protector, communicator, internal protector, spiritual headmate, researcher, academic headmate (optional) ✦ Labels: demiguy, luxine, libramasculine, aquarian, veldian ✦ Xenos: night, stars, sleep ✦ Interests/likes: languages, astronomy, mythology ✦ Dislikes: waking up too early ✦ Music taste: classical music, psychedelic rock, new wave ✦ Aesthetic(s): royaltycore, romantic goth, tenshi kaiwai ✦ Objectum attraction(s): the moon, plushes ✦ Kins: unicorns, Siamese cats, luna moths ✦ Emoji proxy: 🕊️🌠 ✦ Details:

Gabriel is a gentle caregiver for littles and age regressors, and has a gentle and caring manner overall. While their primary role is that of a caregiver, they are good at defusing in-system conflicts, relaying communications between headmates, and navigating situations on other headmates' behalf. Gabriel worships from all the pantheons the system do, particularly worshipping gods of knowledge, language, and the moon. He also holds mythology as an interest and loves doing research on the system's pantheons, writing notes about them. If the system are involved in academia, he enjoys handling that as well.

[These can be edited and changed as needed, and headmates will almost definitely not turn out EXACTLY as described.]

[snapdragonling]

motion, formal, arms, and hair for elodie, ozy and lysander

thanks dear!! | character design asks

motion: How does your OC move? How does their clothing help or hinder their range of motion? Are they flexible, coordinated, clumsy?

elodie — she's fidgety as hell. as a dancer she's very coordinated and that comes across whenever she's actively doing something, but in the interim it's just a lot of unsettled, restless energy. she prefers relatively form-fitting but flexible clothes so that nothing gets in the way when she's moving.

ozy — for the most part he's pretty still and deliberate in his movements. inexorable when he has a task to do, but a little more unsure outside of that (at least for a while post-campaign. tfw your emotional clumsiness bleeds into your movements). eventually he'd relax a little more into the big cat energy he had on asdor. i can't rightly say he's graceful with negative dex but i do think he has a sort of like...poise? ease? that comes from being such an experienced fighter and so in tune with his body. he wears heavy armour so that definitely hinders him a but it's a worthwhile trade-off.

lysander — he's pretty awkward and jittery outside of combat, a lot of sudden moments of liveliness or jolting hesitations. those 12 years in the clanlands smoothed away his social graces (and graces in general) and made him a little twitchy. it's like night and day when you compare his everyday energy to the coordination he displays in a fight. (he's a tight pants and loose shirt kind of guy, which is at least partially for movement reasons)

formal: What’s your OC’s formal look? Do they like dressing up? Do they have different looks for different occasions?

elodie — elodie has only ever attended formal events in her capacity as a performer, so she'd usually be in full dancer garb. dressing up is just part of the job, she doesn't really have any strong feelings on it. the physical performance is the part that matters to her. (if she attended as a guest she'd keep it pretty muted. something simple and unobtrusive, maybe a dark blue dress with a hidden slit for movement purposes, and nice makeup/earrings.)

ozy — depends on the world! generally he prefers sleek and vaguely slutty minimalism, lots of clean lines with a little too much chest or arm showing, lots of shades of black and muted blue with gold accessories. it would feel gauche to do any more than that, considering how he looks as a demigod. he only starts enjoying dressing up again a few years post-campaign when he's not trying so hard to disappear, and after a couple of decades he'd start actively looking forward to it (mostly for kallux reasons. dressing up is more fun when it's also foreplay)

lysander — in brighthorne it would've been something like this! form-fitting regency clothing with eladrin flair. he doesn't particularly enjoy dressing up - the pageantry of high society feels unnatural and shameful to him now - but he'd be more amenable in a different setting. if elliot ever held a party in the principality he'd go on arthur's arm, wearing something simple but nicely-made.

arms: Does your OC have any weapons? What weapons do they carry, and how do they wear them when they’re not fighting?

elodie — she carries and wields two daggers, which are usually strapped to her belt. they're nothing special but they get the job done. (she also has an ornamental rapier that she uses for sword dancing performances, but she's not proficient in it for actual combat purposes)

ozy — he wields spelldrinker, a magical longsword that he took from the court of mirrors. thank you to the nat20 i rolled to find it and also to daichi (i think?) for grabbing it when ozy died. he wears it on his hip when its not in use. technically he also has javelins but i think he only used them one singular time, and they were probably stored in the bag of holding.

lysander — he wields two blades, one of which is a jagged clanlands sword. in brighthorne they remained in his room except for the tourney, but when he and arthur start travelling together he'd wear them both on his hip (or maybe on his back if they're short enough? unsure)

hair: How does your OC wear their hair? Does it have some kind of meaning?

elodie — she wears it in lots of different styles when performing, based on the complexity/vibe of the routine, but day to day it's mostly gathered into two very long braids. at some point she started getting annoyed at the shorter strands around her face so she took to wrapping them around her horns and securing them with pins. it became routine after that.

ozy — he keeps it short for the most part. more practical that way, since it's harder to maintain than his fine, blond hair. occasionally it'll get long enough to gather into a bun or ponytail, but for the most part he prefers it short. it suits this version of him better anyway.

lysander — short! pre-rebellion he wore it pulled back in a ponytail, but that wasn't practical for the clanlands or his winter eladrin form. once he transitions into spring there's always some kind of flower or greenery budding in his hair too. the flowers tend to open every morning when he kisses arthur :)

[silkhy-john]

Lysandre x Sycamore quick fic, Mayhaps?

Relatively, of course. The damn plot is getting away with me and the first couple hundred words are Lysander-Diantha so clearly I’m not doing this right 💀

[the-faramir]

Extinction Curse Session 2024/11/06

"All right, guys," Midori spoke as she packed away her loot. "We'd better heal up before moving on." She took out her healer's tools and treated everybody's wounds.

Standing up and stretching, Lysander noticed something of interest to the south. "Hey, gang, that looks like a pile of bones over there! I wonder if I can Raise Dead and start that undead army I've always been wanting!" He wandered over to the pile.

Midori shouted, "LYSANDER, NO! IT COULD BE A TRAP!"

She was too late. Lysander had started to inspect the bones and partially decayed corpses, which started pulling themselves together into a cohesive shape. "Oh, fuck," Lysander lamented, "I've just woken a warsworn."

Zookdar screamed out a battle cry. Midori sang a verse to inspire courage:

🎶🎶🎶 Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones We'll destroy them all! 🎶🎶🎶

She threw a Telekinetic Projectile at the foe, but missed. Zookdar ran up to the undead mass to attack, but the warsworn responded by undulating like a wave of water, crashing down and overwhelming the gnome, draining and dooming him. Zookdar's attack missed. Lysander similarly missed the warsworn with his Telekinetic Projectile and missed it again with a shot from his hex blaster. Frustrated skeleton noises emanated from his skull.

The mass of corpses shrieked out a horrible noise, sending out waves of fear over the party. Midori lost her resolve, shouting, "Game over, man! Game over! What the fuck are we gonna do now? What are we gonna do?" The warsworn crushed its mass down on top of the heroes.

Galon fought back with a flurry of blows, breaking off some of the horror's bones. Midori gathered up enough concentration to boost the party with courage:

🎶🎶🎶 Toe bone disconnected from the foot bone Foot bone disconnected from the heel bone Heel bone disconnected from the ankle bone Ankle bone disconnected from the leg bone 🎶🎶🎶

She threw a Telekinetic Projectile at the foe, knocking off an entire decaying corpse. Zookdar moved for a better angle of attack, but missed entirely. Lysander tried to mitigate the adventurers' wounds with a Soothing Ballad.

The warsworn crashed itself on top of the party once more, injuring all of the heroes and draining and dooming Midori as well.

Galon sighed, "There's nothing more we can do here without dying. I suggest we run away!" He ran toward a tunnel in the south of the cavern.

Another warsworn appeared, moving up to the side of the first one.

Midori took one look at the newcomer and hissed to the others, "Oh, FUCK! Nope nope nope!" She ran after Galon.

Zookdar exclaimed, "This is getting out of hand! Now there are two of them!" Lysander and Zookdar retreated after Midori.

Once safely out of the way, Lysander and Midori treated the party's wounds. The heroes carefully skirted around the wall to avoid notice and escape from their enemies through a tunnel in the south wall.

Emerging from their exit tunnel, the adventurers looked around at their new environment: a vast desert of black sand stretching for over a thousand miles. One by one, they looked up to the ceiling, three thousand feet above. A sickly green glow glared down from stones embedded in the dull ceiling rock, sparkling like tiny stars of radioactive death. The heroes' exposed skin began to itch ominously. "I told ya we should've worn sunscreen," Midori stated as she rubbed her nose.

Finding a relatively secure space by the rock wall outside of the tunnel, the party set up camp for the night. Fortunately, the magically replenishing healer's kit they had found in the caverns contained special medications to lessen the effects of the oppressive blightburn crystals in the ceiling. Midori was able to use the kit's contents to mitigate some of the doom effects as well.

After an uneventful night of rest, the heroes gathered their things and pressed on into the desert, marching through the black sands in the general direction of their destination.

A few hours into their trek, the adventurers noticed a shifting in the sands, as if creatures swam right underneath the surface.

"Red alert!" Lysander shouted, "Shields up!" He cast a force cage around the party to ward off a sneak attack. Suddenly, three giant purple worms burst from the black sand and surrounded the party.

Midori shuddered. "Ugh! There's something about these things.... I have a bad feeling about them!"

Lysander attempted to charm the worms with a tune from his bagpipes that sounded suspiciously like The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald. His magic spell affected only one of them, however. This charmed beast saw the heroes surrounded by a magical force and reasoned that his new friends had been trapped, and that he must save them himself! Gurgling in its incomprehensible worm language, "Don't worry, buddies! I'll save you," the giant invertebrate pounded at the cage to free Lysander and his comrades.

Midori shrieked, "Great job, Lysander! You angered it with your song!" She shot back a song of her own:

🎶🎶🎶 Nobody likes them, everybody hates them Let's go kill those worms! Big fat scary ones No itsy bitsy ones See them attack and squirm! 🎶🎶🎶

She fired a Telekinetic Projectile at the nearby worm, hitting it. The friendly worm replied, "Why are you hitting me? I just want to be your friend!" However, Midori only heard, "URRRRGGHGHGHGHGH!"

Through the bars of the force cage, Galon shot an Acid Splash, hitting the worm. The acid splashing off of the first worm hit the other two, attracting their attention. They pounded the cage with their bodies as well.

Attempting to handle all of the worms at once, Lysander cast Vampiric Exsanguination. The charmed one managed to avoid the attack, however, and continued to smash at the cage to free his new friends.

Midori sang a verse to inspire courage:

🎶🎶🎶 Take out the first one, down goes the second one Oh, how they wiggle and squirm! Slice up the first one, bloody up the second one Oh, how they wiggle and squirm! 🎶🎶🎶

She shot a Telekinetic Projectile between the cage's bars, but missed the worm completely. Galon cast Acid Splash once more, and Lysander fired his hex blaster. Finally, the force cage gave way and disappeared. The ground shook a bit from increasingly intense tremors.

"All right," Midori shouted at the purple worms, "that cage was the only thing stoppin' us from kickin' your asses outright! Step right up! Come get some!" She sang a verse:

🎶🎶🎶 We slice off their heads and squeeze out their guts And shred their skins away! Nobody knows how experienced we grow On worms three times a day! 🎶🎶🎶

The kitsune flung a Telekinetic Projectile at the nearest worm, hitting it. Without the bars in his way, Galon took the opportunity to unleash a flurry of blows with some well-placed hits. Zookdar unleashed his gnome flickmace for three more hits. The underground tremors increased.

Suddenly, the rumbling under the sands came to a head and an abominable undead creature emerged from below: a giant mass of slithering eyeballs and teeth arranged in patterns no loving god would ever create, known only to locals as "the iffdahsil." It moved swiftly to gobble up the three giant purple worms and turned to face the party. It almost seemed taken aback while regarding the heroes and froze in its tracks.

Even while still, the iffdahsil emanated an aura of necrotic energies combined with blightburn radiation. This Aura of Annihilation took Midori by surprise, draining her strength and dooming her more. "Ugh, I feel so tired an' nauseated! I sure could use a Red Ox an' Malört cocktail to straighten myself out right about now!"

Lysander panicked and played dead, collapsing into a pile of bones. The iffdahsil's aura affected him as well.

Midori stepped away from the fiend slowly, then retreated. She sang:

🎶🎶🎶 Friends, mind your distance It's radioactive, radioactive Don't get too close It's radioactive, radioactive 🎶🎶🎶

The Aura of Annihilation hit her again, draining and dooming her even more. "Gods damn it! Don't know how much more I can take!"

Shaking with determination, Galon shouted, "LEEROY JENKINS!" and ran at the iffdahsil with a flurry of blows, missing it completely. He sighed and muttered to himself, "Oopsie boopsie."

Lysander pulled himself together, threw a Cutting Insult at the abomination (to no effect), and cast Dirge of Doom.

Seeing that the party had not made much headway against the enemy, Midori lamented, "Oh, it's up to me to save us all? We're fucked. Hey, it hasn't ATTACKED attacked us yet. Let's try a different approach." The kitsune ringmaster attempted to make a good impression on the creature to befriend it with an improvised interpretive dance. Her efforts had her convinced that the iffdahsil was now their new best friend. The iffdahsil, however, only blinked in confusion at what it had just witnessed.

Galon and Zookdar coordinated a series of strikes on their foe. "We made a dent!"

Their small victory was short-lived, however, as the iffdahsil's cuts and scratches healed themselves. The undead horror screeched eerily, formed pseudopods from its body, and proceeded to pummel Galon bloody.

[hannahhook7744]

Represent!;

Summary: The story of how Hannah Artemis Hook, captain of the Stormbringer, became the Isle Representative and villain wrangler.

(It's Zee Snoops’ fault).

Written with @igetthedisneybox.

Series: Isle Representative Hannah Hook.

Trigger Warnings: Plans of manipulation, swearing, stranger danger, financial issues, mentions of death/child death, children acting in disturbed manners, children raising children, etc.

Lmk if I need to add to the list.

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Mentioned Character Info Sheet:

Zeep Snoops, daughter of Madame Medusa and Mr. Snoops.

Hannah Hook, adoptive daughter of Captain James Hook and Zarina the pirate fairy. 

Darius Foundling, son of the Pirate Pharaoh and mummy.

Willow Hawthorne, daughter of a Tree Nymph named 'Cherry Hawthorne.’

Elara Foundling, daughter of an unknown elf. 

Marcys Foundling, Centaur and son of Nessus. 

Skia Aoratos of the Underworld, daughter of Hades and Persephone.

River Le Beak, son of Beatrice Le Beak and Lord Fathom.

Lysander Foundling, satyr and the son of one of Chernabog's minions. 

Fiona Foundling, fairy child of an unknown individual. 

Noah Aoratos, son of Persephone and Hades.

Tommy Wonderful, daughter of Misty the Wonderful Witch.

 Luke Tremaine-Westergaard, Drizella Tremaine and Prince Hans Westergaard of the southern isles. 

 Tiger Khan, adoptive daughter of Shere Khan. 

Peachy Gothel, daughter of Mother Gothel and Captain Flynn.

Olivia LeGume, daughter of the Enchantress and Gaston LeGume.

Treycor Fae-Aoratos, son of Maleficent and Hades.

 Eduardo Frollo, son of Claude Frollo and a woman named 'Esperanza Ladrón’.

Darcy Aoratoes, daughter of Hades and Queen Narissa.

Alexander ‘Alex’ Aoratos-Sinclair ||, son of Helga Sinclair and Hades.

Isaac Cipher, son of Bill Cipher.

John Facilier, son of Ursula and Dr. Facilier.

Moxie Frankenstein-Van Helsing,son of  Elsa van Helsing and Victor Frankenstein. 

Rodrick Nathan 'Nate'  von Stiltskin, son of  Rumpelstiltskin.

D.E Anonymous, daughter of an unknown individual.

Hope Sid, daughter of Yen Sid and Banshee.

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“You look half dead.” Zee Snoops remarked as Hannah trudged over to her.

“Darius and Willow are sick, Elara won't stop crying, Marcys and Lysander aren't eating, and Fiona won't stop talking about the place with the trees that she came from.” The eight year old pirate captain groaned, slumping down in her chair in her room/office. “I FEEL half dead.”

It had been a long year since she had first taken Fiona (age four), Marcys and Elara (age 1),and Lysander (age 2) and since then she had taken in two newborns (Darius and Willow) from their dying single parents. 

That wasn't even counting Noah, also four, who spent the majority of his time with them like his older siblings did when his mother, Persephone, was gone for the Spring. Or little Thomasina 'Tommy' Wonderful, age five, who spent most of her time with them when her mother was too sick to care for her. Which, due to the magical barrier and her mom being a witch, was often.

Or the various funerals they'd been having to handle for their dead friends.

Or the comforting they'd had to do for their friends with recently dead relatives.

To say they were all exhausted would be an understatement.

Zee picked at her cuticle. “I don’t know what you were expecting, trying to parent half the island’s children.”

The smaller brunette rolled her eyes. “It is not half the isle’s children! And if I don't take care of them, no one will. The last thing the isle needs is more deaths.”

“We could pawn some off to your sister,” Zee suggested.

“No we can't. Harriet already had to take care of your sister, the wee smees, the Younger twoClayton brothers, Wyatt Wiggins, Na’vi, and the Lefou-LeGume-Bimbette children,  among others.” Hannah grumbled, frustrated. “And she's stressed enough as it is.”

“You’re stressed enough as it is.” She pointed out, deadpan. “And we have, like, no money left. At all.”

“We have enough money. We just need to make more and I'm sure we will figure something out.” She rested her head in her hand. “I just need to figure out what that is. Hopefully before Skia and Luke get off work and River gets out of school.”

Zee rolled her eyes. “Gee, if only you could get paid for being…you, Hannah. Like, negotiating with people, finding loopholes, and getting people to do the right thing. We’d be fucking loaded.”

An odd look overcame Hannah’s features. The same look that crossed that of Nya Kaminari’s  in Auradon’s Ninja Warriors when a light bulb appeared above her head. 

The only cartoon either of them had ever seen. 

The same look that both the cartoon ninja and Hannah always got before they got one of their crazy ideas that rarely ended well. 

“Ohhhhhhhh no. You got them crazy eyes again.” Zee leaned back from her friend, like she expected her to explode.

The smaller girl got up, suddenly full of the energy she'd been lacking lately. A slightly deranged smile slowly creeping on her face—one that made it easy to remember just who she was related to. “Zee?”

“....yeah?”

She clapped her hands together, before rubbing them against one another,  almost bouncing on her feet now. “I think I just found the perfect solution to all of our problems.”

Zee blinked at Hannah, before it finally sunk in what she meant. “Wait, you’re actually gonna try to get paid by being yourself?!?”

Her captain smiled innocently at her. “Something like that.”

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It was official: Hannah Hook had finally lost her fucking mind. 

And her first and second mates, Lucas  ‘Luke’Tremaine-Westergaard and Skia Aoratos of the Underworld, as well as her other close confidante, Bernard ‘River’ Le Beak, had lost their minds with her. 

“You’re all going to hell. Goodbye!” Zee had facepalmed so many times in the last few hours, she was sure to have a permanent mark on her forehead.

“Hey that's my line!” Eduardo Frollo, the main cooper of the crew, (who was one of the few other people present at the moment) protested. 

The others, on the other hand, just ignored her.

“You son of a bitch, I'm in.” Luke said, snapping his fingers after Hannah finished explaining her idea.

River mumbled “It's crazy enough that it might just work.”

“We should call a meeting and tell the others—” Skia hummed, bouncing Elara on her knee. 

“Pause. We shall not call a meeting to tell the others. Why do y'all motherfuckers think that this will work!?”

“Cause it will!” Hannah said, feeding a fussier than usual Darius with a bottle she had somehow managed to get her hands on in the twenty minutes that Zee had spent gathering all the crew members she could. “I don't know why you think all of a sudden that it won't. This whole operation was your idea.”

It was an awful bold statement coming from someone wearing pirate footie pajamas. 

“I WAS BEING SARCASTIC!”

Hannah paused. 

And Luke snorted. “Well, it's too late now. Hannah and Skia already started drawing up the plans and making risk… ass-ess-ments.”

“And if it doesn’t work, we can always bite them.” Tiger added from the rafters, startling all of them—except for Hannah, who somehow knew she was there. What bullshit. 

“Tiger no, we can’t just bite paying customers—”

“But I can.  I don’t have a problem with it—”

Luke nodded. “She makes a good point—”

Zee facepalmed…again. “Well, guess we’re gonna hafta see how this shitstorm plays out. Can’t wait to see it crash and burn.”

“I'll get my dad’s final rights speech ready.” Eduardo snickered, leaning on a mop. 

Skia shot him an unamused look, blue hair falling in her face. “Isn't it last rites? And you're still in trouble! Get back to mopping!”

“Tomato, Tamoto.” 

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All of the Stormbringer’s crew members were crammed on the ship’s deck, waiting for their captain to make her announcement.

Hannah walked out from behind the curtains she'd put up, tri fold board in hand and dressed in her finest clothes.

“Oh boy. Here we go.” Zee muttered sarcastically. Someone shushed her.

Hannah cleared her throat, setting up the board and grabbing her sword. “I'm sure you're all wondering why you're all here.”

“I mean, this is…our ship. So no, not reall—OW!”

The brunette sighed. “Thank you Treycor, but you really don't need to hit your brother to shut him up.”

“You're welcome, Captain.”

The pirate straightened up. “Does anyone else have any questions or remarks before we get started?”

Darcy raised her hand. “Uh, yeah. Why are you dressed like that, Cap?”

“Because this is a special occasion!”

“That’s never a good sign.” John muttered.

“You don’t know the half of it.” Zee stage whispered in response to him.

Hannah ignored them, readjusting her blood red doublet frock jacket along with her equally as red Bicorn hat. Trying to look somewhat serious and sophisticated. “I'll take that as a sign to start—”

“Go ahead, Hannah!” Peachy grinned and gave her a thumbs up.

The brunette smiled at her. “Thank you Peachy! Alright, so, Zee gave me a brilliant idea for how we can make a livin’—”

Isaac cringed. “That’s not a good sign–”

“Shhh. You've had your chance to talk—” Hannah waved the seven year old off. “—now, as I was saying, Zee gave me the idea to charge people for what I do. Meaning—”  A spot line shined down on the trifold board, revealing the words ‘Villain Wrangler and Isle Representative Hannah Hook’ written in big, messy, uneven letters. 

Words that were clearly written in crayon. With many, many, childish doodles strewn about the surface of the board, such as King Beast with his head cut off, Skia’s sister Mal with her hair shaved off, Gaston being eaten by a crocodile, and Frollo in a frilly princess dress.

Zee was on the defensive even before the crew turned to stare at her. “Okay, FIRST OF ALL–”

The brunette quickly continued. Cutting her off. “—that I am going to become the isle’s representative and villain wrangler with y’all’s help!”

Dead silence.

“...yay?” Peachy clapped a few times. “What does that mean, exactly?”

Hannah beamed at her. Clasping her hands together (almost stabbing herself in the process, as she was still holding her prized sword ‘The Nut Slicer’ in her hands). “I'm glad you asked! It means that—” 

She gestured at the ink stained, dirty, ruffled board with the sword. “—we need to make flies to pra-mote our new business and set up a phone line,” She moved the sword down before continuing “as well as make contracts and business cards after we decide what our terms and… con-ditions?”

Hannah looked at Yen Sid’s daughter, Hope— one of the oldest living member of the crew at twelve years old—to see if she was saying it right. 

She reserved a thumbs up and a reassuring smile in response. 

“So…you plan to make money from…what? Being nice to people?” Darcy wrinkled her nose.

Hannah shook her head, bouncing on her feet. “No, no. From manipulating people into doing what I want them to do to make our lives better and–and…” She paused for a long few minutes. Before settling on “And making their lives better in the pro-cess or making them think their lives are better if they're a big meanie.”

John nodded, like she’d just said something wise. “I like that plan.”

Treycor, on the other hand, did not like the plan if the way he had his head in hands said anything. Which it did. “Y’all are out of your Zeusing minds.”

Olivia, who usually just tolerated Treycor, was mirroring his pose. Looking like she was regretting ever joining the crew.

Moxie apparently agreed. “Zee, why did you put her up to this?”

And Nate? He just cackled from the crowsnest where he and D.E (who's face they still hadn't seen because she still refused to take off her mask and hood, and Hannah kept telling them to drop it) were sitting. 

Zee spluttered. “I WAS BEING SARCASTIC!”

Hannah didn't seem even remotely bothered by their reactions. “So… does anybody have any questions or suggestions?”

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When most of her crew left for the day (the ones that had somewhere else to go, that is), Hannah got out her colorful ink, favorite quill, and parchment paper and started drawing out plans.

Laying on her stomach on deck and kicking her feet up in the air, head in hand. 

“Whatcha doin’?” CJ’s voice was suddenly very close to her hearing aid.

Hannah jumped. “What are you doing on my ship?”

“I’m bored.”

“That’s not my problem and what have I told you about knocking!” 

“I did! You just didn’t hear me.” CJ’s all-to ‘innocent’ grin told Hannah that she did not, in fact, knock.

The younger girl scowled. “That's not funny and you know it! Only I'm allowed to make jokes about my hearing and eyesight! Daddy said so!”

“You can’t prove that I really didn’t knock! Because I did!”

Hannah tried to kick her. “Go away.”

“But I’m boooooooooored, Cradle Snatcher!” CJ promptly laid herself over Hannah, who swiped at her.

“And I'm working! Geeet off!”

“Working on what, a coloring book?” CJ snarked, decidedly not getting off.

“On a flier, assbeast! Now GET off or I'll kick you in the crotch!”

CJ snorted, but rolled off of her sister anyway. “That only works on boys, dingus!”

Hannah promptly kicked her in the crotch to prove just how wrong she was. 

“OW! Why you little–” CJ grabbed Hannah’s hand and bit it. 

Hannah yanked on her hair in retaliation and bit her cheek hard. 

CJ yelped and tried to smack Hannah, but her eyes caught the flier she’d been working on, and was instantly distracted. “What’s a ‘isle representative?’”

The brunette shoved her off of her and sat up, breathless. “My… new… job.. title! That I made myself!”

CJ wrinkled her nose. “What do you do?”

“I'm gonna make and enforce contracts between vks and vks, villains and villains, and henchmen and henchmen and so on. Mediate and negotiate. Oh and provide some ser-vices! Like… like a boss!”

CJ just blinked at her. “That's boring. You're boring.”

“I'm not boring, you're just stupid.”

“You’re stupider.” CJ stuck out her tongue.

“... My name is betterer than yours!”

“It is not!”

“Is too!”

“Is not!”

“Is too—”

[draconess-tania]

Human / vampire (Candy x Priya)

Note: written for day 3 of Dykecember. time is relative anyways (also I'm experimenting with a new way to format my fics, don't mind me) Words: 795 Candy's P. O. V.

What is a vampire? In popular legend, a vampire is a creature, often fanged, that preys upon humans, generally by consuming their blood.

‘Okay, I didn’t get any smarter, thank you Britannica’ I murmured to myself, looking up from my laptop’s screen to take a glance at my girlfriend’s face. 

When Priya had called me up to say that she had become a vampire somehow, I first ended the call, rolling my eyes at her bad sense of humor. Then she called me back, almost hysterical. 

I quickly realized it wasn’t a joke. 

We spent the previous hour at Rosa’s place, trying to calm Priya down, and surfing the web for any useful info. Unfortunately, everything we had found was about ‘adult’ vampires. Not a word about someone freshly turned into one. 

“Did you find anything?” 

Priya tried her best to mask her voice, but it was clear that she was very afraid. 

“Uh no, not yet. The best I found was an article detailing vampire diet. Apparently, you don’t necessarily need blood. Anything red is good for you.” 

She didn’t reply, just laid down on the couch, covering her face with her palm. I closed my laptop to walk over to her. 

Rosa left a little earlier to drop off Thia at Alexy’s, and Leigh was gone the whole week to visit Lysander. Priya and I had some time for ourselves. 

“Hey” I sat down next to her. “We’re going to figure it out, okay? I’m sure you’re not the only one with this problem. Worst case scenario, we will consult Stephenie Meyer.” 

“Urgh, I don’t really appreciate your jokes.” Priya turned over to her other side, with her back to me, but didn’t pull away when I started caressing her side. 

“It’s not the end of the world anyways. If the legends are true, you will be exceptionally fast and powerful, you will live for much longer than otherwise, you will be immune to pretty much any disease. I wouldn’t necessarily say it’s a bad deal.” 

“Haha. You forgot about not being able to stand in the sun or eat garlic. Not to mention the crosses.” 

“That’s not a problem, we don’t live in Italy.” 

I spoke without thinking, but I reached my goal: Priya laughed – for the first time during the evening. 

“Thank you. Your support means a lot to me. Really.” 

She turned towards me a little to look in my eyes while speaking, but then quickly diverted her gaze. Her expression turned sour, almost regretful. If she had been sad or angry, I would have understood that, but this...? 

“What’s wrong?” 

“What isn’t?” She chuckled, not answering my question. 

“No, but... really.” 

She sat up, but still avoiding looking at me. 

“It’s just... if I stay this way, and the myths are true, I’m supposed to drink blood, aren’t I?” 

Her fingers found their way to the hem of my shirt and started playing with it. 

"Well, yes...” 

“Well... I don’t know how to phrase it, but I started feeling this strange pull towards you. Of course, I always found you ravishing, but it seems that whatever change is going on inside me, it also affects how I look at you...” 

While talking, Priya shifted her position on the couch to lean in my direction. Her fingers stopped fidgeting with the fabric of my shirt and instead rested on my sides. I felt my cheeks burn. We have been together for more than four years now – we had kissed, seen each other without clothes and made love multiple times. And yet, in this moment, I felt that we had never been so vulnerable in front of each other ever before. 

She got closer, lowering her head, making its way to my neck. If I had really wanted to, I would have been able to stop her, to move away – but I didn’t. I tilted my head to give her better access and braced myself for what was coming. 

I hadn’t noticed that Priya’s teeth got sharp already, but now they pierced through my skin with relative ease. I clenched my jaw, not to give away the pain I felt – if this is what it takes for Priya to feel better, so be it. 

While she was feeding on me, pictures flooded my mind. Her arrival at Sweet Amoris High School; her kiss with Iris that awakened previously unknown feelings, but mostly jealousy in me; our reunion in university, and the rebirth of our friendship that slowly changed into something deeper. 

I loved her, and I knew she loved me too, more than anything. When she finally lifted her head from my neck, wiping her mouth, I knew that now we were tied together more tightly than I ever thought possible.

Dykecember challenge

[lesser-net]

Theory: The ancient hero is alder but not in the way we think

What if it isnt that alder was sent back in time and became the ancient hero but rather the ancient hero was sent forward in time and became alder.

The main reasons are that… A) his general outfit and behevior is very disconnected from society he acts almost nomadic

B) he speaks in an old timey Japanese dialect in black and white

C)the only one of the 10 heros pokemon findable in modern unova (basculegion is not obtainable in modern day unova) is braviary which he uses on his team (and also possibly gifts one to cynthia

D) his behaviour towards Cynthia could be due to the fact she bears a striking resemblance to either cogita or volo, one of which the ancient hero defiantly met.

And finally E) the reason i dont think the circles on his portrait are modern pokeballs is because, if he was sent back 8n time with modern pokeballs why would he have a team of 10 pokemon that are not any of the pokemon he has in said pokeballs when he was sent there.

Minor bonus theory.

I think az and by extension Lysander could be ancestors/relatives of the ancient hero, it would make sense hero the similar hair and both being in positions of power in there respective groups.

[konstantynowitz]

Amy James-Kelly as Myfanwy Tangwystl Greengrass (née Keirstead), the daughter of Lord Keirstead and Tangwystl Goshawk. She was born within the year 1955 as the youngest of her siblings and was immediately adored by her parents, especially by her mother who she had always been close to. During her youth, Myfanwy had a talent for languages, quickly mastering not only English and her mother's native Welsh, but also developing a keen interest in the ancient histories of the long-forgotten magical creatures now deemed to be nothing more than myths. The girl had always felt a pull towards the mystical, a fascination that set her apart from her more pragmatic siblings. From a young age, Myfanwy’s mother would take her out into the forests outside of their family’s estate to go looking for Pixies and Bowtruckles—all small, harmless creatures that she fawned over as a child.

Keirstead grew up with a soft heart, living with a rare emotional sensitivity to her surroundings. She was somewhat awkward and shy, much like her grandson, Scorpius Malfoy. Myfanwy struggled interacting with others, even once she enrolled at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry around the year 1966, where she was sorted into Ravenclaw House. Although Myfanwy had siblings in the years above her, she remained relatively unknown and didn’t socialize much with her peers. Even connections she made to students through family ties weren’t strong enough to consider legitimate friendships, which led her to be quite lonely.

By the time she reached her fifth year, Myfanwy had miraculously started befriending students in years both above and below her. One of these friendships led to a romantic relationship she struck up with Lysander Greengrass, a Slytherin classmate who was a year older than her. The couple had continued their romance throughout the remainder of their years at Hogwarts, later marrying each other in 1975. As a result of the union, Myfanwy would produce two daughters: Daphne and Astoria Greengrass, the latter becoming the wife of Draco Malfoy.

[diamondwerewolf]

I saw the previous ask about Lysander and I personally wanted to ask:

Dom top Lysander? Sub top?

Depends on who he’s with :3c

I don’t think of anything specific for him, so he’s relatively flexible.

[offorestsongs]

Swallow ― fun facts

so i made a post like this for Lysander/my Yuu and i since i had a lot of fun writing it, i thought i'll make them for my other OCs as well since it's a nice and low effort way to let you guys learn more about the OCs i don't talk about as much (even tho i really should). so this time: Swallow Reynard aka my Robin Hood OC aka my beloved fox boy who i think about so much yet never post about </3. enjoy!

he's actually an orphan; when his father was coming back from night shift at work, he had found tiny baby Swallow in a bag at a train station and took him home. Swallow treats his adoptive parents as his real family in every sense of the word and has no interest in trying to find his biological parents

his parents are working class people, not especially wealthy, and they live in a more rural area. he had grew up in a house full of people since beside him and his parents, a few other relatives of them live there as well (one of his grandmas, a few of his aunts/uncles, his cousins). his family is also very close with their neighbours; the place they live in is one where everyone knows eachother. it's mostly why Swallow is so community oriented

he doesn't have actual siblings but he basically treats all of his cousins as his siblings. he's the oldest kid at their house and so naturally he was always the "leader" of their little group and would always come up with what games they would play. he's also very protective over them and did get into fights with any kids who would make fun of them

despite coming from the Queendom of Roses, culturally Swallow is the fantasy equivalent of Polish — his parents are immigrants (i mean, what's a fantasy version of the UK without Polish immigrants?). they taught him a lot about the culture and they would usually speak Polish while at home, so Swallow knows the language as well (you can imagine that he says everything with rolled r <3)

also Riddle collared him once for trying to teach the first years Polish swear words LMAO

fox beastmen tend to be on the smaller side (since, you know, foxes generally aren't know for being super big animals) so he's actually the shortest person in his family

has a lot of scars all over his body — when asked about it, he will tell you many fantastic tales about how he got them while doing something cool and heroic but the truth is that they're either a result of extremely stupid accidents that happened while he was playing outside or getting into fights with other kids

he has a septum piercing and a nose percing — both were done at home with the help of his cousins (the fact that he didn't get any infection and they generally healed pretty okay is a miracle)

like Ruggie, he had worked A LOT of odd jobs around the neighbourhood to help out his family

he's actually the only person in his immediate family that has magic — his parents boast to EVERYONE about their mage son who got into a prestigious magic school <3

his signature spell, Merry Thief, allows him to walk without making a sound or casting a shadow and appropriately to the name it had manifested when he was on the run from authorities

story-wise, the Heartshackle gang would first meet him after they got kicked out of the first Unbirthday party; he was sitting outside of the dorm, because he "refused to take part in Riddle’s tyrannical ways" as he'd say it. he doesn't really do much as far as the plot goes but he does provide some exposition on Riddle’s magic and why nobody was able to stop him before (also depending on the Yuu you put in the situation, he may shamelessly flirt with them LMAO)

to the surprise of everyone, he remembers most of the Queen's rules; back in their freshman year he would learn them so he could purposefully break them to prove a point to Riddle (not that it worked in any way but it didn't stop him from trying)