#Lumi the sorcerer

[vodkacheesefries]

Did my Tavs as the breakfast club because I have 5 so why not? Only I didn’t really draw them as teenagers so like…maybe they’re a college study group instead?

Top to bottom, left to right:

The Rebel: Knox (they/he) - Redeemed Dark Urge - Rogue, assassin subclass, romanced Astarion

The Outcast: Gritty (they/them) - Druid, Circle of the Moon, romanced Wyll

The Brain - Lumi (she/her) - Draconic bloodline sorcerer/college of lore bard - romancing Lae’zel

The Jock - Ferris (he/him) - Oath of Devotion Paladin/Divination wizard - romancing Gale

The Pretty One - Io (she/they) - Cleric of Selûne Life Domain/Oath of the Ancients Paladin - Romanced Shadowheart and Halsin

[pomegranateboba]

Making your summoners and the artw cast fight to the death

The summoners/sorcerers/OCs I have collected/kidnapped, whether voluntary or not:

Nicole (@pomegranateboba)

Kaitlyn (@kaitlyn-pink)

Atlas (@cuddlybelphie)

Luminous (@mochalumii)

Yuuko (@sspicat)

Amber (@amber-of-tharaval)

Renee (@f14loveisyou)

Elaine, Mumu (@mumuscae)

Lilith (@sleepytwilight)

Benate (@bittersweetcanary)

Ilona (@u3-ha)

Ruby (@marisssa1248)

Astraea (@polluxverse)

Vanessa (@bluem00n007)

Konami, Dipper (@tophatmaker)

Rin (@707sluvrr)

Hayden (@mazuriri)

Gliese (@gemlighter)

Yona (@llyuvvia)

Aspen (@nomx33)

Stellaluna (@athysblog)

Oh yeah, for all the OCs/characters with gender neutral pronouns, THE WEBSITE ONLY HAS MALE OR FEMALE😭 so i defaulted them all to male I APOLOGISE FOR MISGENDERING THEM I DIDN'T DO IT ON PURPOSE 😭😭😭

Alright here we go kids :)

NOT SCHEDAR DYING FIRST LMAOOOOO

Rip Konami and Ilona (we don't talk about Schedar)

Arcky??? My boy got possessed he would never.

Benate who died to Arcky 😔

Spica singing cheerful songs with Kaitlyn and Lumi is so funny to me

JAHJKAHSKHAKSJGA ELAINE KILLED ME NOOO

RIGEL KILLING SIRIUS AKJHADHKGAJH MY BOY WAS DONE WITH HIM LMAOOO (kinda wish I was the one who killed him 😔 oh well)

VEGA GETTING STRANGLED

SPICA KILLING RIGEL (to avenge Sirius ayo- 👀)

THUBAN CASTOR AMBER LUMI WTF NOOOOOOOOOOOO (less emphasis on thuban im sorry)

POLLUX STABBING SPICA TO AVENGE HIS FALLEN CLAN LEADER THIS IS SO INTERESTING STOP

Lmao Poll and Arcky

Same Poll, same.

Arcky killing Stellaluna and Yuuko?? He's possessed again guys.

I CAN'T FIT IT ALL BECAUSE OF THE LIMIT OF 30

I'll make a part 2

[honing-skills-for-the-end]

Hello! I have seen Lumi's reblogged post and... I kinda want to ask for a request as well.

Can you please draw my OC, Dahlia closely cuddling Vega? I stan both Arcky and Vega, and I think it's time for the First Sorcerer of Lyra to receive some love. I hope this isn't too much! Thank you! <33

I hope you like them! And I'd like to apologize on behalf of the water, it wasn't having a good day. Dahlia is beautiful.

Despite being told I'm good at drawing hair I struggle with it a surprising amount. Especially short hair, Vega's was a bit challenging to draw at this angle but I think it looks nice. So I'm happy with it.

Ps. It's quite sketchy cuz I haven't drawn cuddling in a while.

[urmultideadfandomperson]

@mochalumii and Friends Love Terrence Slander

Ever since this was discovered, the Terrence Diaz Slander was birthed into existence...

Here, what I present are pictures that serve as evidence from a couple of people (mostly Luminous) that show resentment against Terrence's existence.

Because of the huge amount of passion and hate Luminous has towards her far cousin (I'd like to think is Terrence is once removed), I have made screenshots from Gacha Club in her honor.

Terrence: ... why do I hear boss music?..

Luminous: By the power of Arcturus, the First Sorcerer of Böötes invested in me, I SHALL OBLITERATE YOUR EXISTENCE WITH HIS MIGHTY WAND!!

Terrence: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA—

Meanwhile in the back...

Zachary: Oh dang, this is Ren's relative? She's so badass, it's actually terrifying...

Nikolai: I must say, she's quite the ferocious type of person. Overall, Diaz deserved that wrath.

Dahlia: She is mildly feral... It's entertaining yet fearsome in my eyes.

Nikolai, holding his wife tighter: Do not be afraid. I am here, Солнышко.

V, who is amused of the chaos: Heh, great job, Lumi.

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BONUS!!!

It's definitely not to best, but I did try! I hope you like it, Lumi! <333

(I had so much fun making this random slander for Terrence XDD)

[latgbg]

What would the gang's classes be if they played Dungeons & Dragons?

Lumi: Bard

Siona: Sorcerer

Davin: Monk

Mika: Cleric

Holden: Rogue

Felicity: Druid

[immeasurablecursedenergy]

SUUUP, Y'ALL!

The name's Gojo Satoru, I'm kinda a teacher, kinda the strongest jujutsu sorcerer alive! No contest! The best! I'm twenty-nine in my canon but my current body is over thirty-five! FORGOT TO SAY THIS BUT-- My askbox is always open whether you need a friend, some advice, or just wanna tell me what your bitchy coworker did today. I love talking to folks! I'm mega gay. Gay gay homosexual gaaaaay and only really got eyes for one guy -- may he crush me under his heel one day. He's the only man I've ever loved and the only one I will ever love. Anywaaaaay. So yeah! My only f/os are Geto Suguru & Chrollo Lucilfer I'm a fictive! Part of the Dungeon Collective! I am SelfShip/ProShip/AntiHarassment/propara I am Endo/SoulBond/Tulpa safe!

Some Important Tags

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Sensei Teaches - An area where I answer questions other half, may also include discourse

;Loving You Is A Losing Game - posts and pictures related to the man who stole my heart when I was still a young, stupid kid.

Precious Children - Pictures of my students. Past and present.

Please Smile, my children -- Positivity Dump Tag

Sensei's Edits -- Headers, Icons, Layouts I make.

My Current Students

Let it be known, I will do anything to protect my students and make them smile. Nothing has changed, my students are my life, they are my future, they are my children and I will guide and protect them with all that I am.

lovellumi - Akari, Lumi, Illumi thephantomspider - Chrollo Lucilfer cardtrickswithgum - Hisoka Morrow jesterfreedove - Nikolai Gogol

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[ike-mcswains-mortician]

can I ask dnd characters?

ohohoHOHOHO!!! yeeeesssss >:)

i am currently making a warlock for a oneshot i’m running with my friends based very loosely on the woodsman from over the garden wall hehehe i know nothing about them as a person yet but that’s the vibe

my next most recent character is a necromancer heehee,, his name is casimir and he sees visions of his dead daughter which is super fun. i love him and desperately want to run a campaign with him

my first ever character is a sorcerer named leonora and she is my beloved forever also she’s a demon queen with a pirate bf <3

by far the most fun character i’ve made is my bard hehehe her name is lorelei and i accidentally made it canon during a session that she fucked a dragon

i almost forgot my other character lol. he’s called backfire and he’s a warlock with magic guns hehe. i’ve only run him in a oneshot but my friend is planning a mini campaign where i can play him again

i don’t have proper refs for all of them so picrews hehehe

(tagging @libensboi @marsomar @lumi-lyn cause they can all attest i never stfu about these sillies /aff)

what about YOU!!!! tell me about YOUR sillies!!!! /nf

[camelliagwerm]

🍓 for lumi & 🍓🍓 for leonelle please? :3

oh god thank you. I feel like I'm running out of stuff for Leonelle rn though ajdjfjg

🍓 - even though Lumi does have a dhampir lineage, I elected not to take it as a feat as I felt it would go against the idea of her not knowing what it is and that's something I want her to discover herself. I don't think her father knows what it is, either - or if he does, he has no interest in telling his daughter, especially since he's a devout Pharasmite.

🍓 - Leonelle's relationship with Kanerah breaks down for two reasons: her increasing infatuation (obsession might be more apt) with Nyrissa, and Kanerah's reluctance to take it any step further. By act 6, Kanerah is all but forgotten in Leonelle's eyes. Entirely unintentional, but by that point she's so wrapped up in Nyrissa's vines that her thoughts are consumed by her.

🍓- Leonelle, while mostly known for her strategy of "get hellfired, idiot", is surprisingly proficient at enchantment magic (infernal sorcerers get a bonus to enchantment) - as do the fey. With how much bleed between the material plane and the First World, how intense the bond is between them during the late game, Leonelle realises that because of those plus her proficiency with enchantment magic, she can influence Nyrissa's dreams in the same way Nyrissa can influence hers.

[mushipien]

Hi, it’s mushipien (a little crying bug). I guess this is a self introduction while also being a little bit about the webtoon I have been making! Anyways, I just had a birthday in July and its on the same day as my favorite freckled, smiling hero, and I am pretty optimistic for this coming year. I have a love for cake. I work two part time jobs and one of those jobs involves working with kids which is fun and always interesting. I love writing and making up stories and drawing has been something I have come back to and have been working on a lot recently. So Minus Magic has really just been a passion project for my love of storytelling. I hope my little story can reach people, but also I am mainly working on this for the little girl in me who drew comics and wrote stories in her free time. So yeah! (´ ᴗ｀✿)  it’s a journey haha

If you read all of this and you’re still here, thank you! And if you happen to check out MiMa I truly appreciate it!

For those creatives out there, I hope you keep doing what you’re doing.

[myceena]

More references! This time it's cats.

Lumi Delano is a soft-spoken cat-girl ranger who was born a noble, but due to war, found herself taken to a rural woodland village on the other side of the continent. She was raised by a retired ranger turned farmer who passed his skill set down to her, including archery, animal care, farm work, and tinkering. She's currently exploring the world to see what it has to offer.

Tiki "Egg" Cindersoot is a wealthy tabaxi sorcerer with a wild streak and a very unfortunate nickname. He has a penchant for causing trouble, even being the source of small reckless burnings in his city. He got his nickname from a translation error when his family was interviewed about said fires. He's always wanted to be an adventurer, just like his late parents, and although he can be a little pretentious, means well.

[we-are-a-dragon]

DM: The pirates look hostile.

Andy (playing Glupbub): Right, I'm the charismatic one in the party, so I'm up.

Marijn (playing Juniper): You're the face.

Adam (playing Griz): Faith's charismatic too, she's a sorcerer.

M (playing Blazar): *unconvinced* Hmm...

Andy: I call, "Hello! We've decked ourselves and shit."

DM: ...Do you say anything else?

Andy: "Uh... if you could lend us some fresh water and, and your kindness..." I don't usually play the diplomatic character.

M: For good reason.

DM: Roll Persuasion.

Andy: 19.

DM: "What are you doing here? Apart from crashing?"

Adam: I say, "It's quite nice weather. We're out for a swim."

Marijn: I push Lumi forward. "We have an anthropologist with us, she'd like to study your culture."

DM: "Culture?"

Tati (playing Lumi): "Do you have one?"

[ladynightmare913]

Red Rose, Blood Moon

Welcome to Chapter 3! This is an original story inspired by the tale of Red Riding Hood. I would like to say thank you to my dear best friend and co-author Olivia ( @asunshinepuff​ ) for joining me in writing this world into paper. I cannot thank her enough for giving me the courage to share this story with you all. 

This story contains only original characters created by Olivia and myself. For those who want to be tagged to follow along this adventure, let me know! If you have any curiosities, theories, or questions, feel free to ask me or Olivia on her blog. We each have our respective characters, so if you happen to have questions about any of these characters, simply send an ask. Note that I will be not taking credit for any of Olivia’s original characters, so if you send me an ask pertaining to one of her characters, it will be no trouble and I will simply direct your ask to her blog. 

Chapter 3: The Pirate, The Sorcerer, and The Hunter

It had rained the night before, the earth was wet and the mud clung thickly to the boots of those who traveled on dirt roads. The sound of clopping hoof beats was the only thing you could hear in the still night. Three cloaked figures rode on horseback, one leading the two others. It had taken nearly three days to reach the village of Ludrel. Rain began to pour heavily, the light from the village guided them in the rain, not that they would’ve needed it. 

A knock on the door three times. A village man opens the door slightly. Glaring. 

“Yes?”

Their faces were hidden by the hoods of their cloak. “We were informed that this has been plagued by a monster?” A male voice spoke. 

The man looks taken back, he glances to the other cloaked figures. He quickly opens the door. “Do come in.”  

The hooded figures say nothing as they walk into the small house.  The village man closes the door. A petite woman stood by the fireplace and a small boy no older than five was playing with a wooden toy horse on a rug.

“This is my wife,” he looks at the cloak figures. The child stared in amazement. The wife moved to her kitchen, silently grabbing three wooden bowls from the cupboard, then walked to the fireplace where a large pot sat. She sat there for a moment before she took the bowls to the table.  

“You must be hungry from your journey, please sit.” She smiles as she backs away to stand next to her husband. 

“Thank you.” Wordlessly, they all sit at the table and accept the bowl after a silent moment. The boy, emboldened by his mother’s calm, walked to the cloaked figure in red. Hearing the small pitter of feet approaching behind them. They look down to the small boy. The child’s head tilted in curiosity, his head tilted up to look at their face, from his angel he could see the figure’s face clearly. The hood caste a shadow over their face, but he saw two pairs of eyes gazing down at him. The boy touches the cloak.

“It’s dry!” He says in wonder. 

“It’s enchanted, my cloak will keep dry in the harshest rain, and warm from the cold, and it cannot tear.” 

The boy looks back to the cloak in amazement. The boy’s father only frowned at the sound of the red hooded figure’s voice. “What is this?! You’re a woman?!” 

The man reaches forward to the woman in red, his reaches for the hood before a black mass of fur bursts out from inside the hood and swipes its clawed paws, snarling at the man. The man staggers back, nursing his hand as he looks to his attacker. He was confused at first, it was a large creature. Nearly the size of the man’s arm, he glared at the furry beast that continued to glare at the disgruntled man.

“Nox.” The woman in red says softly. The furry beast calms, turning its head to look at the woman, before jumping from her neck to land on the table. It’s pointed ears perking up. Now that the village man took a better look at the creature, it wore a bright red collar with intricate gold designs, a Russian sable, who he has hunted many a time, but he had never seen one kept as a pet. Nor so large. The sable had no qualms of baring its teeth at him. The boy only gasps in amazement. 

“He’s yours?!” He asks with bright eyes. The hooded woman merely nods. 

“Didn’t know they sent a woman to do a man’s job. They’ve sent you to your deaths.” 

“Then why haven’t you killed the monster? Surely you are a man.”  The woman says nothing more.

“Could you tell us a bit more about what exactly has been causing trouble in your village?” The male voice spoke.

The mother quickly pulled her son away, she had also been amazed at the details of the cloak. She gently grips her husband’s arm, her eyes pleading. “Tell them...” 

With an exasperated sigh, the man spoke at last. “It’s a bloody grim.” 

“Are you certain? It could just be a black dog. There may be another cause for their sudden deaths.” The dark purple cloak finally spoke. “Has it ever been spotted in the daylight?”

The man turns to the one who wore a dark purple cloak, another female voice , he doesn’t comment this time. “It’s a grim! A big black dog that whenever someone sees it, they die that same night!”

“Well, it could be that the dog is a grim, but there has to be another reason for their sudden deaths. Grim’s don’t typically attack humans, they’re an omen.” The woman muses. 

“If not a grim then what the bloody hell is it?!” The man shouts. 

“That is what we will find out. Until then, be careful. You should all sleep for the remainder of tonight.”

“And what are you three going to do?” The man snaps.

“To look for the creature of course.” The male voice spoke. Without a word, the trio of hoods rise from their seats. The young mother quickly went up the staircase, carrying her son in arms. 

“Mama I don’t want to sleep.” 

“Hush. It’s past your bedtime, now sleep.” The mother tucks him into bed with a good night kiss before she closes the door. The boy sighed. He lays down to sleep when he hears voices outside his window, he scrambles to the windowsill, looking below. The three hooded figures stood in a circle. He couldn’t make out what they were saying, only that each went in opposite directions. The large black sable from before following after the red cloak dutifully. The boy’s shoulders slumped, exhaling a sigh as he lays back down to bed. 

He awoke hours later, the whispers returned. He bolted upright to peer out the window, it had stopped raining and there were only two out of the three cloaks. The one with a dark purple cloak and a dark green. The one who wore red was nowhere to be seen. He quickly left the window to his bedroom door, and silently made his way downstairs. He went to the back door and left the safety of home. He shivered in the freezing air, but he must ignore the cold if he wants to hear what they’re whispering about. 

He crouched down as he hid behind a barrel, straining his ears to listen.  

“ … werewolf?” 

“I don’t believe so…shifter… ” 

“ … I have a bad feeling…” 

 “ …  be careful.”

“I’ll look for…” 

The two went their separate ways again. The boy groaned, he needed to get closer if he wanted to know what they were talking about. He decides to follow the one in the dark green cloak. The boy struggled to keep sight of the man, but after many twists and turns, the boy stood on an empty road, the man was nowhere to be found.  

Pouting, the boy kicks a pebble in frustration. The boy, with great reluctance, decides to return home. He turns back. He truly wanted to know what the three cloaks were going to do. He found it strange, how come they could walk around at night while he could not? He hears something behind them. 

Blinking, the boy turns to his left. There was nothing there. He continues on. A growl vibrates in the air. The boy’s  mind screamed at him to run, to hide, to find someplace to hide, to call for someone, but his body would not obey his commands. Instead, he slowly turns his head. The blood rushing to his ears. His blood became colder than the freezing air. A large, monstrous thing with beady red eyes and large fangs, He runs. 

The creature gives chase. The boy dares not look back. The wet smack of the mud on his boots overpowers the sounds of his panting breath, he can practically feel the creature gaining on him. His eyes dart at a turn, his body instinctively following his line of sight and makes the turn. Not realizing that he was only running further away from the village, and into the forest.  

Low branches scratch against his cheeks, he stumbles as he tries to look around for a place to hide. The creature roars behind him, the child darts to his right just as the beast pounces to where he once stood. The boy runs, and runs, until he could run no more, a wall of stone staring him down. 

He was trapped.  

A growl emanates behind him. The child whimpers as he flinches, his shoulders hunched up tightly, his eyes wide in terror. Silent tears trek down his face. The creature was massive, with grey fur, beady red eyes, and a long thin tail swaying menacingly behind it. It must have been at least three heads taller than the fiver year old boy. Nearly the size of his mother. The creatures crouched down to pounce, the boy lifted  his arms to shield himself, huddled to the ground. 

“Mamá…” The boy whimpers. 

The creature leaps into the air, claws stretching for the boy. He shut his eyes, waiting for his inevitable death. 

A loud resounding thud of something large tumbling to the ground reached his ears. A plaintive whimper escapes the creature, a sharp growl answers it. The boy opens his eyes and gasps. 

The monster was on the ground on its side, trying to get up. His eyes dart up to his savoir, and his heart nearly stops. His savoir, was another creature that looked like a black wolf. Only this wolf was HUGE. It towered over the creature, snapping its jaws at the monster. The beast was taller than his father. 

The ears of the wolf flicked towards the boy, sapphire blue eyes gazed down at him. The boy tensed, his body pressed against the boulder behind him. The wolf’s ear twitched when the monster fell to the ground once again. The wolf growled before turning to the boy.  

It stepped forward. The boy’s heart beat faster. The wolf stood before the child. The boy couldn’t move. The wolf opened its mouth. The boy shuts his eyes again. He felt something pull on the back of his collar, his feet were not on the ground. 

He opened his eyes in shock, the wolf placed him on its back. The boy clenched on its soft fur tightly. The wolf turned back to the creature, giving another growl for good measure before it ran off.  

The boy looked behind him to see the creature standing once more and began to chase them. The boy gasps and pressed himself against the wolf’s back. The wolf paused in its sprint, lifting its head. And howled. It was clear and broke the silent night. The wolf lowered its head and began to once more. 

The boy looked back, the wolf was fast. They were so far away from the creature in only a few seconds. The boy nearly looks away when bright purple flames erupt, surrounding the monster. The dark purple cloak and dark green cloak jump into the ring of fire. 

“Oh joy, shapeshifters…” The male voice says.

The wolf didn’t look back. It ran up a hill, only there did it turn to look down to the forest. The purple flames were impossible to miss. The boy lifted himself up to sit so he could try to look closer. 

The wolf huffs before it turns away, the boy pouts. All sense of danger had long left the boy. He only felt sleepy all of a sudden. He laid down on the wolf, his eyes began to droop. 

When he opened his eyes, the woman in the red cloak stood over him, her hands were covered in black gloves, gently holding the covers. The boy frowned, his hands felt something soft, and the room was familiar. He sat up quickly in shock, he was in his room! His toys were littered across the floor, his cloak hung on the rack, and his stuffed dog rested beside him. All the while, the woman remained frozen. She was going to tuck him in. Wordlessly the boy slowly laid back into bed. 

The woman smiled, a gentle chuckle left her lips. His eyes began to droop once more. The woman brushed his hair back before placing a feather light kiss on his forehead. He closed his eyes, and just like that. She was gone. 

“William! Breakfast!” His mother called. 

The boy groaned as he rose from the warmth of his bed. Getting up in the morning was a crime. Especially in the bitter cold air. He stumbled his way down the stairs, periodically falling asleep on his porridge. The mother wiped the boy’s face with a wet rag to chase away the sleep. 

With his mind now clear from the morning fog, William began to remember the eventful night he had. He played with his food. There was a monster, don’t tell mama he had snuck out, there was running and chasing. And a wolf. With blue eyes. William rubbed his eyes. Where had the red cloaked woman gone? He only saw the purple and green cloaks. Then the wolf saved him. Did wolves save people? Father said that wolves were evil. Had it all been just a dream? William shook his head. No, it was too real. He felt the cold, the terror and the soft from the wolf. He had felt the intense heat from the purple flames. Purple, the flames must’ve come from the woman in purple!

“William take this to your father, he’s outside talking to the nice people who visited last night. Go on now.” 

The child did remember. With a yawn he accepts the small pouch from his mother as she puts his cloak on him. He leaves his seat and goes outside to search for his father.  He didn’t have to search long, his father was just outside of the house. The boy simply pulled on his father’s shirt and wordlessly handed him the pouch. 

“Thank you again, truly.” William’s father spoke. 

“It was our pleasure.” The one in purple answered. 

The boy had walked to the porch, sitting on the stairs. He watched them converse as a small little white creature he had never seen before pops out from the purple woman’s hood. The creature had round ears, a black tipped tail and looked to be about the size of his father’s hand. The black creature he saw yesterday that belonged to the woman in red, Nox, he remembers its name. The little white creature ran up to Nox after being placed down on the ground, and they both began to play. The boy watched in amusement. 

A shadow cast over him. He stared at the shadow in confusion before he looked up to see who had cast it. Sapphire eyes gazed down at him. The same eyes as the wolf. William’s eyes widened. 

“You’re the wolf!” The boy exclaims softly. 

The woman only smiles, bringing a gloved finger to her lips. She looks to the two small creatures playing. “We rescued them too. The little white one was just a babe. His name is Lumi. He’s an ermine.” 

William looks to the creatures. Eyes darting to keep up with the quick creatures. 

“Lumi.” The woman in purple calls. The ermine stops his play and scurries to her, hopping into her hands as she bends down to pick him up.  

The woman in red looks at the small boy. “Goodbye William.” 

The three cloaks all mount their horses. Dark green went to a dark grey and black horse with light grey spots, and a black mane. Dark purple went to the horse that was a chestnut brown with a light brown mane, placing the little ermine in her small compartment. And Red lifted Nox from the ground to her a small compartment strapped to her horse. Red mounted her large black and white horse with a long white mane. Nox pops his head out from the and seemed to wink at William. They made their way out of the village. 

William stood and ran as far as the gate, he waved his arm. “Thank you!”

They all waved back. And they were gone. 

“What a strange group they are.” His father said. “Women hunting down monsters, what is the world coming too?”

William only smiled. If only his father knew, just exactly what women were capable of. That purple flames and a wolf with sapphire eyes had saved him. 

“I want to be like them, and Mama.” 

“What?!” The father stared at his son.

William only looked determined. “I want to help people.” 

[biteydrawsthings]

lil update on the d&d roster!!! last one i think i did was like 19 oh god

Castor Belmont- Artificer/Wizard

Kaegan Lumis- Barbarian/Pally

Jin Tyde- Swashbuckler Rogue/Bard

Lokiel Gallowalker- Gunslinger / ???

Willem Riverrun- (Red Dragon) Sorcerer

[mammonology]

Seething ⟨All 7 of them⟩

—Just some jealous hcs for all of the boys!~

—WC; 781

—A/N: For my 100 follower celebration, I decided to post this jealousy headcanons for them, thank you for 100, I'll continue on to write and improve! <3

➷Calm and collected but he's raging inside, he trusts you really. But that guy just looks sus, he would definitely haul you away by saying

❝Diavolo needs you for something❞

➷Wouldn't say he's jealous but it's pretty obvious, he's tense and frowns a lot more than usual

➷Would not tolerate your teasings, probably kiss you to shut you up, but only if you two are alone though, but if he did get fed up

➷He wouldn't hesitate to give you a lil peck on the kiss, and harshly glare at the guy until he leaves, he'll be seeing Lucifer in his sleep tonight, and not in a good way :)

➷In denial, would gasp and be over dramatic.

❝Me?! Why would I be jealous of some low class demon?❞

➷Buried deep inside of him though is insecurity, he would need reassurance after he does confess.

➷A lot of head pats and cuddling for sure, he would be beside you the whole time and if any demon or sorcerer or angel looks at you too long he would probably hiss 😂

➷He doesn't want you to be taken away from him :( so he tries to be better and not be 'scummy' anymore

➷Would buy a promise ring or something cheesy like that so that you can be reminded that 'You're his human'

➷Wouldn't like that his Henry is talking with someone else, especially if they're a good looking demon

➷Self-doubt, would push you away and avoid you for a few days until you burst into his room.

➷You tell him about how you felt like he was tired of you and that he wants to break up but he's like !!

❝Break up?! I wouldn't dream of it! I mean.. no I don't wanna, it's just because– iwasjealousandstartedtodoubtmyself!❞

➷You're super understanding and just glad he didn't want to break up, so he clings on you like a koala for the rest of the night, whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

➷Would contemplate to throw the book he was reading straight at the guy's head, he stops himself though, he didn't wanna cause a scene

➷His eyes bore into the back of the guy's head, he wants to penetrate the skull in order to kill him, then starts to meditate to calm thyself

❝His head looked like a target practice that's all❞

➷You would have to drag him away before he murders the guy, you would smother him with kisses and he'll blush and melt and eventually forget about the guy

➷You would sometimes bring it up, or maybe tease him in front of his friends (Solomon and Simeon) and you better get ready girlie, he is rough

➷Why would his precious darling flirt with someone else? The answer was you weren't

➷He isn't very kind to them, would throw really shady ass comments about how shaggy their clothes look, or how oily his hair is, overall roasting the guy

❝Oh my! At first glance I thought my MC was talking to trash and now that I'm seeing it up close.. they're talking to utter garbage!❞

➷Uhm yeah he's ruthless, the guy would probably get shamed cause who could compete with him?

➷Would pepper your face with kisses, oh.. he got lipstick all over your face now, now everyone knows you belong to him!

➷You're sharing food with a classmate of yours when Beel saw you, he would let out a small pout and walk towards you, his hand on his stomach

➷He's hungry too!! Feed him >:(

➷Your classmates scrambled off leaving you confused, but when you turned around you see Beel standing behind you with the most saddest puppy eyes 🥺

❝Can I have a bite too?❞

➷You invite him to sit with you as you both eat lunch together, he doesn't hold grudges of course, he's just content that you're eating with him

➷Why are you giggling while he's sleeping? Oh, you're texting someone..

➷He tries to drown himself into his pillows to block out your giggles but it was no use, he was bothered

➷Would bring his head up from the pillow, glaring at you and then at your phone, swipes it out of your hands.

❝Are you playing a dating simulator? Really?❞

➷Would toss the phone somewhere behind him, then pull you to him with the most sullen face

❝Why'd you need to download that app, do I not give enough love to you?❞

➷Guilt tripping? More likely than you think, would put it in the past but would check your phone every now and then to see if you're still playing that stupid game

➷And if you are.. he's deleting it, no questions asked

✧Lumi

[sunevial]

Can you go a little in depth about genasi in your Eberron?

Genasi are a form of planetouched, or an individual that has been influenced by one of the many planes of Eberron. Generally speaking, genasi are regarded as neutral planetouched, though this is technically a misnomer. If the aasimar represents the good that fire can bring and the tiefling the destruction it leaves in its wake, the genasi represents fire as it manifests in the material plane. Some would argue that this means that a genasi would be a purely neutral force with neutral planar magic. Others would argue that a genasi's existence is to embody all the aspects of a plane, including the good and the bad.

Regardless of the 'magical neutrality' of a genasi, it is often better to understand them as an embodiment of how the planes interact with the material. Their transitive nature is stronger than other planetouched. This can manifest in a wide variety of quirks, ranging from feeling coterminous periods more strongly to even dreaming in their plane of influence.

Additionally, for yet unknown reasons, every genasi born on Eberron has a mirror on their respective plane. Planar echoes are not unheard of throughout the orrery, often embodying a fragment of a person as a reflection. However, for a genasi, these echoes function essentially as a spiritual 'twin'—a planar being with a spark of the material to contrast the mortal genasi with a spark of the planes. The genasi and their planar twin are unique individuals and exist independently of the other, but they have similar appearances and may exhibit similar mannerisms. Most genasi will never meet their echoes, and vice versa, but many believe that when a genasi dreams in their plane of influence, they are seeing through the eyes of their twin—and perhaps their twin sees the same in the material.

The following planar echoes have been noted to exist throughout the planes of Eberron.

Daanvi. Planar echoes in Daanvi come in the form of Subjects, a humanoid creature that exists for the purpose of following Daanvi's laws. Echoes connected to a specific genasi have more form and personality than other Subjects, and they may challenge laws put into place by either angels or devils. They are not particularly concerned with their mortal counterpart.

Dal Quor. Given that Dal Quor is severed from normal planar interactions, the plane is not able to produce planetouched of any variety. It is unknown exactly what form these planar echoes would take, should they exist at all.

Dolurrh. While Dolurrh is often referred to as a planar machine, echoes do occasionally take form within the realm of the dead. This may come in the form of a shadar-kai-like creature, a particularly persistent ghost, or a coalescing memory. No one knows what these echoes truly are; some speculate they are the will of the plane made manifest, others say they are a manifestation of the Draconic Prophesy itself.

Fernia. Fernian echoes resemble humanoid elementals, filled with burning passion and purpose. Often far more excitable than their humanoid counterparts, they nevertheless may be driven to a similar profession or interest of their respective genasi. These echoes also are some of the most curious about their Eberronian counterpart and may choose to enter the material to find them.

Irian. Irian echoes come in the form of lumi, beings with fragments of mortals who have passed on from the world. Unlike normal lumi, lumi echoes preserve and protect the most precious memories of their counterpart alongside other memories. While devoted to their duties on Irian, many feel a familial bond with their respective genasi and may find ways of giving them aid. This could be an especially unique origin for a sorcerous origin or warlock pact as a genasi and lumi grow their bond.

Kythri. Echos from Kythri are ever changing, possessing a somewhat humanoid shape that never remains the exact same material for long. While elementals, as an echo, they are considerably more stable than other entities in the Churning Chaos, making them a rare possible ally for those within the plane. They rarely concerned with their mortal counterpart.

Lamannia. Lamannian echoes are primarily elementals, far more primordial and formless than on other planes. However, some Lamannian echoes may come in the form of an actual humanoid, making them much more akin to a true spiritual twin. This could take the form of a merfolk with similar facial structure to their genasi counterpart, a lycanthrope with eerie similarity in mannerisms, or any other sentient being. These echoes are full people in their own right, and they may be aware of their Eberronian counterpart from similar stories told by their people.

Mabar. Shadows are the planar echoes of Mabar, silent and often hungry for life energy. Those connected to a genasi, however, might have more personality and some resistance to the draining despair of the plane. They might be found mimicking the actions of their mortal counterpart, and while still possessing the draining hunger of the plane, may be one of the few sparks of light for a wandering soul.

Risia. While few things actively exist in Risia, planar echoes are one of the few things truly ignored by the Killing Cold. These elemental spirits can be found wandering the endless icy landscape, picking apart items left frozen in the ice. While quiet and not wishing to attract the plane's attention, echoes can be a spark of familiarity in such a desolate landscape.

Shavarath. The most commonly known of al planar echoes are in Shavarath. They come in the form of Conscripts, manifestations of common soldiers in the command of fiends and angels, and Sword Wraiths, fragments of a particularly powerful warrior on the Material. Echoes connected to a genasi grow in power and prestige with their counterpart, often rising from a Conscript into a true Sword Wraith. Sword Wraith echoes have considerably more personality and memory compared to other sword wraiths, and they will almost certainly recognize their Eberronian counterpart.

Syrania. Syranian echoes are often part of the lowest tier of angels, serving as scribes and guides. However, unlike most of their fellows, Syranian echoes have more drive and personality. They might dedicate their life to studying and recording their counterpart, their family and friends, or even a subject the genasi particularly enjoys.

Thelanis. Echoes from Thelanis are the equivalent of a Supporting Cast member that has broken from its original story. Fully sentient and aware of its role, these echoes are perhaps the most driven of any planar twin. Many are fascinated by the idea of meeting their other half while others wish to use their newfound importance to rise within the fay courts.

Xoriat. Echoes in Xoriat are particularly alien. While still humanoid, these echoes rapidly change in appearance, reflecting their counterpoint at different stages in life. They might appear as a genasi when they were a child, or a possible future they could one day walk. While lost in time, they are not particularly hostile, and they may even warn their counterpart of things that have not yet come to pass.

[cashewally-sarcastic]

*slams table*

OH HEY OTHER ANON IM SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO RESPOND FKEMJWLSNFJ

So uh basically our bro/ot crossover is basically just us thinking about the jobs/classes all the characters could have! Might make a story someday idk

So far the classes are as following!

Thief Salem

Warrior Wren

Cleric Rowan

Lumi as a sorcerer/apothecary (originally starseer/hunter but it didn't feel right with the latest arc dkkdjdl)

Juqui As a hunter

ANYWAY APOTHECARY/SORCERER BIE

Also Aoh my beloved gives me apothecary/starseer vibes

I've mainly been going off the vibes the characters have since it's been a while since I've been able to play ot kdkdkms

Hope that helped!

@ the other anon here you go!!