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Thranduil and Josie Pt. 163- Soul Seekers

Summary: Rahl gains strength. Josie experiences it in her very soul. She and Legolas speak of current events. Thoughts of Thranduil are heard by the Prince. The Elvenking finds an opening. The King and the Prince have words. A threat is made. Jace, Clover and Matthew enjoy breakfast until upsetting news triggers both Clover and the vampire. The dhampir gets a glimpse of new magic. Legolas faces unexpected feelings as he and Lola bond over shared concerns. The Prince also bonds with his sightful soul sister, but not in the way he expected.

*Chapter Warnings* language, angst,

Chapter characters: Thranduil, Josie, Legolas, Lola, Boromir, Leean, Narcisse, Rahl, Amara, Conde', Jace, Clover, Matthew,

Chapter word count: 6,080

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"Josie, Lola. It is best if we all go inside." Legolas proclaimed after his father's manic meltdown that triggered a chain of earthquake like effects all throughout middle earth.

The Black Rhun was still angry as white capped waves rocked and raced with the whistling wind and a sinister stormy sky of dancing lightning levitated low above ominous ocean.

"Legolas. What was that??? Jareth??" you panted, refusing to let go of the rail you clung to for a crutch.

Boromir had the same question in his panicked eyes and when they connected with Legolas's, the answer had become crystal clear to the man of Gondor.

"Please, my lady. Come inside. The conditions are not stable out here." replied the King as you still believed him to be, totally avoiding your question as he reached for you.

You refused to release the railing as Lola quickly took Leean inside with Boromir, for you suddenly caught sight of Stephane standing on the shoreline.

"No. Stephane. He's out there alone. Harker could be lurking!"

You still cared deeply for Narcisse, no matter what state of mind he was in, for it wasn't his fault.

Narcisse, in his altered state, stood vulnerable at the water's dangerous edge, flooded by flashes of lightning and happily hypnotized by it. He knew in that moment that the Elvenking was in fact alive and was no longer in the evil clutches of the goblin king. It didn't matter to Rahl, but it certainly did to Stephane who was unable to overpower the dark lord. What was still unclear though to both warlocks that were trapped in the same body, was if Thranduil was a product of Jareth's resurrected evil dead. Either way, the Elvenking was back and to put it quite simply, he was pissed.

"Narcisse!!!" you screeched as the howling gusty winds abused your body.

The man that retained Stephane's physical image, made no acknowledgment to your shrill call as he remained locked in the mammoth moon's blinding luminosity, as if he were being charged by it's incandescence.

"Ok, well maybe you'll answer to this." you mumbled.

"Darken Rahl!!!!"

Your tactic seemed to have worked. Narcisse slowly turned to you in an eerie manner and then, before your very bedazzled eyes, he vanished.

You released the rail and spun around multiple times, your eyes darting about the grounds for any sight of him. The wind ceased like it had simply been shut off by a switch and all went silent as if you were in the eye of the storm. Your attention quickly went to Legolas, who was now standing just inside the patio doors comforting both a crying Leean and Lola and then, there came a sound of flapping, like the wings of a very large bird.

As you whipped around, there in the moon's path, appeared exactly that. A white feathered species you couldn't place with the wingspan of a giant eagle's and it was heading right for you.

The raptor like animal screeched in it's descent and morphed into ribbons of black smoke as it landed and out of that vision swiftly walked a red robed man with long jet black strands and Stephane's face.

You froze solid, paralyzed from head to toe as his blazing blue orbs glared you down and he didn't stop. His long fast strides carried forth, right to you and through you as if he...or you...were a hologram.

Gasping loud and heavily, your eyes rolled back as your body followed suit and you found yourself slowly falling to the ground....and then, cool soft hands vigorously but gently caressed your cheeks.

"Josie! Josie my lady. Wake up." Legolas's frantic voice echoed through your head.

Your eyes fluttered open to see widened moonstone's and platinum strands flowing over you in the lingering breeze of Rahl's hit and run, for as you flung to your feet, the wicked warlock was gone.

"Where...what the hell was...where did he go??"

"Whom do you speak of? There...is no one here Josie."

"Yes?? Yes there was...I...you didn't see that??"

You gazed off in the direction Rahl been going to see nothing but an empty patio. Jesus, did you hallucinate again? No...no, it was real, wasn't it? It had to be. You had felt him. You could smell him, the pepper, as you clutched your dress and buried your nose into it. He had moved right through you...through your very soul.

"I...I have to find Stephane. I...I...ah...ahhh...CHOO!!!"

The sneeze was so powerful, it knocked you right into Legolas's arms. Now you knew it had to be real. The spicy pepper triggered your sneeze, just as it had when Rahl's panther form blasted his scorching breath over you, burning your nose just as it was doing now. You needed to confront Stephane, or...Rahl and you needed to try and coax out the man who loved you, the man who had the power help your fever dreams, per se. But first...

"Leggy...I...I'm really frightened." you admitted in a most vulnerable way as you gazed up into the elf's worried eyes, which wasn't about what his father had just done. It was about you. The Prince noticed something off about you and if Haldir had been there, he would have been the first to see it with his superpower of reading one's soul.

"That is quite understandable after what has occurred but..."

"No...not about any of that. It's...do...oh god...I don't even know how to say it. D..do..you think that...Jareth could have brought...."

Your words were ceased by Legolas's single word as his eyes darted to the forest.

"Amara..." he whispered with a grimace, for her scent burned his eyes as well, one that only his kind could pick up.

"What? Where??" you asked with a gasp as you spun around, but did not see her anywhere. "I..I have been looking for her! I think she knows where Garrett is. Amara!!!"

"I do not see her, but I can sense her."

Legolas knew that Amara knew he had returned and was watching him, waiting to collect on their arrangement. He also knew that she knew his father had caused the sonic like boom and that was why she was hiding. If there was anyone the Seelie queen feared, it was the Elvenking and it brought a slight curling smile to Legolas's lips, for he knew his father's hatred of her would soon unbind him to the fiendish faerie.

"Josie, please. We must go inside now."

"But...I need to speak to her! She's obviously here for a reason?? Garrett...I..I saw him with Kate in a vision and I..I believed it at first, but...he woudln't..he wouldn't do that and I think Amara knows something."

"Amara will not surface right now. Even she has fears. And the vampire is not my concern and should not be yours at this time, or even at all for that matter. If Kate is back, like you say, then it is not wise to be outside. Now, Josie, please...."

"Stop it Leggy. Don't tell me what to be concerned about. And...what even WAS that apocalyptic explosion anyways?? You never answered me. Surely, you must know something? When you arrived here, you said you sensed something in the air and now this happens less than a day later."

Legolas had never straight up lied to you, especially not to your face and the fact that he had to do it, had the power to turn his stomach.

"It was possibly Jareth, as you had asked." he rattled off as he walked to the opened patio doors so he would not have to look you in the eyes, for you would see his untruth through the windows of his soul.

You glanced behind you once more into the darkness, feeling uncertain that it had been the goblin king. Jareth was powerful, but was the wacked out warlock THAT powerful? The familiar vibes in the air were hard for you to ignore. This felt more...elvenly....and Legolas said possibly.

"Yeah...possibly. But...what if...."

You turned to the anxious elf lord with resumed thoughts of Thranduil that you were scared to reveal, which forced Legolas's lying eyes to meet yours after he heard you finish your sentence, not yet realizing you had not spoke them aloud.

"he brought Thranduil back?"

"If anything is possible, it is not that." he immediately responded, feeling that much to be true, for Thranduil had not been summoned by the book of shadows.

With gaping eyes, you slowly walked to Legolas, who had stepped inside and held his hand out to you. Your good hand slid into his and then you yanked him to the side once the door was secured.

"Legolas?? How...I...I spoke those words in my mind!"

His head tilted and his eyes narrowed, then widened when he recalled the other times this had happened, believing it to have either been the dark forest's trickery or his longing for you due to your prior separation.

"So it was real..." Legolas softly spoke as he gently touched your cheek.

"Leggy? What...was real? What just happened?"

"I..I have heard you before, calling my name. More than once."

Reality finally struck you as well. "Oh my god, yes. I...I have heard you too! But I was sure it was only a dream or vision of some sort, because I...I saw the orcs! I saw you fighting them. You were near the Celduin...which that is where it really happened and Boromir was injured. Leggy, how is this possible??"

"It must be that we both share my father's blood. I am just not sure why this has never happened until now or that it only seems to occur at certain times. It may be due to your shield, which you can control like myself and my father ca...could."

And Legolas knew that was exactly why his father was so angry, for blocking him out.

"Yes...I think you are right Legolas. When I am weakened, my mind is vulnerable as well. It makes sense now and...oh wow. So does seeing your grandmother, Carandolel! I...I saw her once when your father was visiting hers and Oropher's secret graves. She...she had came to him. And I saw her yet again. She...she is the one who pulled me from the ocean after I was knocked out of Garrett's arms. And at Lestat's too...in the mirror! She was with Thranduil! Legolas, we ALL share the same blood."

You smiled and then so did he. "We do. Josie...about my father..."

Due to the Prince's distraction, the Elvenking found a doorway into his son's mind...and soul.

"Yesss Legolas. About your father."

Being caught off guard by his father's intrusion, Legolas knew he had to quickly find a way to excuse himself, for he could not hold a feasible conversation with both you and the mad King's plausible words at the same time, nor did he feel right in doing so.

"Legolas??" you asked as he abandoned his words. "What about Thranduil?"

Leeanduil conveniently began to fuss and squeal as she stared up at her big brother, relieving him of his non-existent reasons to depart, for now he had one.

"Let me take her for a little walk through the halls, if that is alright with you Josie?" he quickly asked as he gently pulled the petite Princess from Lola's arms.

"Yes, of course Leggy. It will calm her after all this commotion. She loves spending time with you and she certainly seems to want you right now."

After Legolas left and before you decided to go look for Stephane, you stood with Lola to keep her company until Legolas returned and also to ask her about the young girl you saw earlier.

"Lola...is there by chance a little girl staying here or visiting, possibly about ten years old, reddish brown hair? She..she said her name is Rosie?"

"Hmmm. It does not ring a bell. I know of every child in this castle, even visiting ones. Why do you ask?"

You felt your stomach do a flip, realizing it was either another vision or a hallucination, but something inside your soul told you it was different, but different how?

"I'm just trying to figure out what's real anymore. My visions, dreams and such, they are changing. Lola...I saw her. I...spoke..to her. I've seen her before, long ago in a dream. Who could she be?"

"I'm sorry Josie. I wish I could be of better assistance."

The man who was told to you by Lola to be Conde', Francis's deputy assistant, approached Lola and offered his hand with a sweet smile.

"You could assist me my lady. Would you like to dance?"

Lola seemed starstruck by the tall, dark and handsome man's offer and quickly accepted.

"I'd love to."

You giggled as they left hand in hand and watched them dance for awhile until you suddenly felt this overwhelming urge to eat and strangely, all you craved was meat.

As you nitpicked through the buffet, choosing solely ham and chicken carvings, Legolas was off in his chambers, simultaneously entertaining his sister and trying to stabilize his father.

"Tell me my only begotten son, which storm was it that weakened your mind? Mine, or the one that brews between your legs for my Queen?"

The Elvenking calmly paced about his chambers with a wine goblet firmly in hand, continuing his charade of having returned to his old self, but Legolas had concluded long before his arrival in Dorwinion that it was a trick to reclaim his daughter.

"I assure you I suffer from no such storm and yours was received loud and clear."

"Is that so? Explain to me then, why my attempts to speak with you have been blatantly disregarded."

"There have been many happenings here, some that you are not aware of, that required my full attention."

"I am quite aware of where your full attention has been. Here....you say? That being of Lord Narcisse's realm and not on your return travel with my daughter? Or...Josephine as you were ordered to do?"

"Yes Adar. I remain in Dorwinion. Traveling is not safe for Leeanduil or Josie. Harker threatens the lands. He has killed many of Narcisse's men and Jareth's whereabouts are unknown as are any of the dead he has brought forth."

"Surely you do not wish me to believe such nonsense? Your proficient skills, along with Haldir's, the bowman's and Josephine's power are quite sufficient for travel."

"I disagree. Four of us, all highly skilled, myself, Boromir, Aragorn and Gimli were all attacked by Jareth's man made orcs and Boromir was severely wounded. Surely you do not want Leean to be caught in a war?? Haldir, Bard, Aragorn and Gimli are not even here. It is only Boromir and I."

"Tell me Legolas, have you informed Josephine of my existence as I have commanded? For surely, if you had, her love for her King would not keep here there."

"Surely, her love for her daughter would. She would not be so willing as you are to risk her safety. Although she had saved Boromir, I feel her powers are now not in tact and for unknown reasons, she has been concealing that from me. She has suffered greatly over your loss and it has taken an everlasting toll on her. She even believes Jareth may have brought you back from the dead as well and wishes to know my thoughts of it."

Thranduil's thoughts briefly veered off again to the words of your soulful letter and to seeing you crying. He also recalled your possible projection when he held and kissed you in Mirkwood's forest and he even recalled his own out of body travel as the white hart. Your reactions at both instances to seeing him, verified the grief you suffered that Legolas spoke of and he could only figure that you did not remember it or believe it to be real, which would explain why you still believed him dead, aside from Legolas not telling you the truth and the Elvenking...well...he did not care in the least for your pain.

"Preposterous. The spell of resurrection merely opens the door to life. The dead have a choice if they want to walk through it, for they know what they will become. Those of light become dark and those of darkness become death in itself. They become lost souls."

"How do you know this to be true?"

"Because even I would not choose such a fate."

"You would not? You relished in what Jareth had done to you and now you claim your own soul is yours again, but I do not feel that it is. Even in the Elvenking's natural darkness, he would not risk his Queen and daughter's well being. If you want Josie to know you are alive, why do you not inform her yourself? Is it because you do not want her to know who you are? For then, she would not wish to come and so you have forced me to do your bidding."

"You dare to question who I am?? Was my storm too subtle for you to know your place??!! If I have not received confirmation of your impending arrival by the rise of the sun, you will have confirmation of mine. I will come to reclaim what is mine and you, my insubordinate son, will suffer dearly."

Legolas then knew his father had closed the conversation and he now regretted calling him out, but by doing so, it proved to him just as he believed. Thranduil was not Thranduil. His soul was severely compromised and if he came to Dorwinion, all hell would break loose, mostly for you.

As the sun had set in middle earth, it was rising in the modern world of Manhattan with Jace and Clover awaking in each other's arms after their night of love confessions and sweet love making.

"Good morning my beautiful Clover." the blue and brown eyed warlock softly whispered with a smile as he kissed the ginger haired dhampir's forehead.

"Mmmm." she hummed as she stretched and yawned, squinting at the sunlight beaming through the stained glass window. "I gotta get used to not being called Raven. It's been years since I have went by Clover and it was a brief period since dhampirs grow so fast."

"Yes, well, batten down the hatches, for there is much more here to get used to. Come on. Take a shower with me and then I will show you the rest of the compound."

"You mean this old church?"

"Yes, but remember, I told you it's real contents are only visible to the warlocks unless we show you, which is what I said I would do. Chop chop. I smell Matthews cooking and I am famished after last night."

Jace wickedly grinned, slapped her ass and hopped out of bed, standing in bare form with his hand extended out, among "other" things.

Clover's grin matched his as she quickly took his hand and was pulled up against his growing girth, only to then be swooped up into his arms and carried off to the bathroom, laughing and squealing.

After an hour of more love making under the steaming stream of water, the two dressed and headed to the dining area where Matthew De Clermont sat, sipping on his wine. It was always 5 o'clock in a vampire's world.

The dark haired vamp's cobalt eyes gazed at a blushing Clover and then they rolled to Jace with his wet slicked back hair. One would have thought by Matthew's expression, that he did not approve of their obvious night of passion, but that was just his usual look, for he really had nothing to smile about, not for at least 20 more years when he would unite with Leeanduil. All in all, he was thrilled for his pal Jace, but even still...he was quite envious and lonely.

"Now that you both are....recharged...I presume you will be heading to Dorwinion as we discussed last evening over dinner?"

"Yes." Jace confirmed. "When the sun sets here, for it will then be daylight there. Speaking of food, what is that I smell?"

"Scrambled eggs, and an array of "undercooked" meats to suit the needs of our guest. Strength must be kept up for what's to come."

"Cheese. You put cheese in the eggs right Matty?" Jace asked with serious concern.

A slight and short lived smile came over Matthew's lips. "Sharp cheddar, of course."

"Hell yes!" Jace applauded and bolted off to the kitchen. "Hey! No biscuits and gra...oh, never mind, Found it!"

Clover giggled as Matthew resumed his resting bitch face, then pulled out a cell phone and began scrolling.

"What...is that?" she curiously asked, for she had never seen one before.

"You, my dear, have a lot to learn of the modern world. This is a cell phone. I can speak to others on it, out loud or by texting."

"T..texting?"

"You know, typing words? Like this."

Matthew held the mobile device out and demonstrated as he typed in her name.

Clover's blazing blues popped wide open. "Oh my. All I have ever known was the power of a pencil. How bad ass!"

"I'll tell you what's bad ass!" Jace happily attested as he sat a filled plate before her. "This! Babe, you gotta try the biscuits and sausage gravy. It's fucking killer."

Clover chuckled and rolled her eyes. "You and your biscuits."

"Damn straight. Although these are way better than KFC's. Matty here is a master chef."

The two ate with Jace scarfing down 3 plates to Clover's one while Matt enjoyed his wine. Once they were finished, the vampire then spoke as he looked up from his phone with dire eyes.

"There has been a change of plans for your trip tonight. We will all be going."

"Matthew? What is it?" Jace inquired with all seriousness to match the vexed vamp's face.

"I have word from my contact that other vampires, dealers to be exact, are sniffing around the area. There's only one reason for that to happen and that is the probability that they have picked up on Clover's scent."

"What??!!" Clover shouted in panic and flung from her seat.

"Easy, easy sweetheart." Jace lovingly said as he took her in his arms to comfort her. "I will never let anyone hurt you ever again. I put my life on it. Matthew, who is the contact?"

"Ryan. I don't think you have met him but he is a vampire I trust with my own life. Although, Clover, you may know who he is?"

'I..I'm sorry? I..I do not know of any vampires named Ryan. Should I? I mean, I have been imprisoned half of my life in case you have forgotten?"

"No, I have not forgotten. My mistake. Garrett must not have spoken of him."

"Garrett?? What the fuck does he have to do with any of this? Garrett hates me!"

"Hey, calm down." Jace firmly stated. "If Matthew trusts this vampire, then so do I."

"Ok?? But I don't trust Garrett!"

All the commotion triggered Matthew's blood rage. He stood so fast, slamming his hands upon the table, knocking one of the wooden legs loose and sending Clover's head to burrow in Jace's armpit.

"Enough! As far as I am aware, Garrett and Ryan do not speak. They have not seen each other in years. Now, do you want to live or die?? Prepare yourselves. We leave in the twilight hours."

Matthew was gone in the blink of an eye and Jace did as he was told.

"Come on. I need to show you some things as promised, and then we will prepare.

Down the steps, Jace led a frazzled and frightened Clover to the foyer of the old church that only showed a battered and broken interior.

"Ok." Jace sighed. "Try to remain calm. What I am about to do may look painful and scary, but trust me, I have done this many times and it only stings a a bit."

"Jesus Jace. Remain calm knowing death dealers are still seeking out my soul and also after what you just told me? What the fuck is going on?"

"Did I not just say trust me? I know what I am doing Clover."

"Fine. Have at it then." she huffed.

Jace then took out what looked like a pen to the dhampir. "This...is my stele that I told you about. The thing my father took from me. I told you I went back for it after you left with Thranduil."

"Yes, I remember that/ So, what's so big about it? Is it some kind of magic wand or something?"

Jace grinned. "Something like that. Watch."

He rolled up the sleeve of his black leather jacket and placed the tip of the object close to his skin. It then lit up as Jace began to burn some kind of symbol onto his forearm, which smoked and even made a searing noise that the tougher than nails warlock actually flinched over with a hissing sound.

"Jace! Oh my god, you're...burning yourself!!"

"It's alright Clover. I'm drawing the rune to show you my underground world per se. It will heal right up in seconds and look merely like a tattoo. Now, look straight ahead."

The old ruins of the church began to transform right before Clover's astonished eyes, into a futuristic world of things she had only ever read about in books. Technology and people were everywhere, mostly dresses like Jace.

"Oh...my...god..." Clover whispered, quite hysterically as she froze solid. "C..can...they...see us?"

Jace bellowed in laughter. "Of course they can see us silly. Come on. I'll show you around and introduce you to the people I call my real family."

"People? they're...humans?"

"Somewhat. They're warlocks and witches, just like me and you, well...minus the vampiness, but still just as powerful." he chuckled.

"So...that little gadget can do all of this? Hide you from the world?" Clover asked as they walked around the digitalized fortress that could have no way fit inside the simple two story church...but it did.

"It can and it can do much much more my lady. Do you remember when I told you I needed this to travel through portals? Well, this will open a portal for us to hit middle earth in 2.1 seconds. If I had had it that day in goblin town, Thranduil would have been eating our dust."

"So, that's what all those symbols are on your body? Runes? I can't believe I called them tattoos when I first met you. But wait...I...I saw one on Josie's neck...at Lestat's? How does she have one? I mean...she's..not your sister."

"She's still blood though. It must have been drawn on her somehow, most likely in a dream, from someone of blood trying to protect her. A rune placed on the neck signifies an intensified angelic power that one of light would wear. I saw it on her too but it was faded or dormant per se. Thing is, I'm pretty sure she knows nothing of what it truly is and I didn't have time to explain it when I had to explain being her brother. Let's just say, she's one super powered witch, even without the rune mark."

"Great...I'm definitely dead when she finds out what I've done."

"Hey, no. I won't let that happen. I'll talk to her, try to explain things on your behalf."

"Oh great, she'll just kill you too then."

"Alright, enough. I said I will keep you safe and I will. I love you Clover. Let's go mingle and what not to waste some time until twilight, then we will zap across the pond."

The castle party continued on into the night despite the earth's shake up and now you were dealing with Catherine's soul stealing glare from across the dance hall as she mingled with her son Francis and his Queen Mary. Still, there was no sign of Stephane. He was either avoiding the entire shindig or simply just..you.

When you returned to the hall and joined Legolas and Leean, Conde' and Lola were dancing once again.

The Lake Town deputy seemed to be smitten with her and possibly she felt the same, although you knew her heart truly lied with Legolas, but he had made it abundantly clear to you that his feelings were not reciprocated, still you tried once more to spark his interest despite the fact he had told you to drop it.

"Leggy. Doesn't Lola look so beautiful in that red velvet dress? You should ask her to dance too."

The blonde elf had always been a spitting image of his father, and in that moment, did he ever as his eyes narrowed and side eyed you.

"I know what you are trying to do. Did I not ask you to relinquish such attempts?"

"Oh, don't be a party pooper Leggy. It's just a simple question and a dance."

"A simple question of entrapment and a dance I would much rather share with you."

You sighed and turned back to Lola who now wandered off with Mary's sister Kenna after her dance ended.

"Well...I suppose you, me and Leean could share a dance?" you offered with a grin as you stared straight ahead, feeling Legolas' eyes burning in your direction.

He happily stood up, cradling Leean in one arm and extending his other to you.

"My lady. May we have this dance?"

"Why yes my lord, we shall."

You took his hand with a sweet smile and he led you to the dance floor and for not one, but two harp filled songs, the three of you danced and twirled as you and Legolas chuckled along with Leeanduil's giggles and coos.

Lola headed for a goblet of wine as Kenna went to converse with Bash. From what you understood from Lola, Kenna used to fool around with the deputy warlock and that is why she tagged along with Francis and Mary. You hoped that Bash's fancy of her would not deter him from going to find Delphine during the night when all turned in form the party.

As Lola was making her way back to you, she caught sight of a vision she wished she could unsee. Narcisse kissing Claude, Catherine's daughter, in a remote corner of the hall. If there was any way to stick it to his wicked ex, and even to you, that was it.

Lola was now between a rock and a hard place, for she knew you should know, but she had no inkling of how to tell you. Her gut was telling her not to, for she did not want to add fuel to the fire that was already burning between you and her employer. Also, she did not want to face Narcisse's wrath if she were found out to be the tattle tale. It would soon turn out though, that Lola wouldn't have to say a word.

The gigantic grandfather clock struck 10 o'clock, echoing through the ballroom and the people were getting more rowdy. You could clearly see that the real party was just beginning and you didn't want Leean around the all the noise.

"Lola, I feel it is time for Leean to turn in for the night. Legolas, would you walk them back to my chambers please?"

There was that side eye again. "Of course, but I will return after my sister is asleep." he duly noted with adamant eyes.

"You...do not want to feed her and tuck her in?" Lola asked, a bit confused.

"No, Lola. I do not. Is that alright with you??" you snapped, not even realizing you had.

"Josie? Are..you alright?" Legolas then asked, in which you huffed, rolled your eyes and walked away.

Legolas reluctantly escorted Lola back to your chambers where she decided to voice her concerns over your behavior that Legolas had already picked up on much earlier.

"Legolas, something...is not right with her. I realize she has been drinking and would not want to breast feed, but it is not like her to not want to put her to bed like she does every night."

"Yes, I would agree with you. I believe the night's earlier events have caused her great worry upon all that she is already suffering. A bottle of Mirkwood's water will be suffice."

"I just feel so bad for her." Lola sympathized. "Mostly everyone she loves is gone. Her King, her dad, Haldir, Garrett, her brother that she found out tonight is not her brother and now learns she has another brother she never knew about and then there's this whole Jareth and Harker ordeal and not to mention Lord Narcisse is also not acting himself. He freed that wretched Catherine which adds to Josie's distress. She was quite upset about something else earlier too and cut her hand on a broken mirror that I believe she herself broke. I just do not know what to do for her Legolas. She's so lost and...I..I love her like a sister that I've never had. She's...she's my best friend and I think she is keeping things from me and...She's done so much for me and I just want to help her and I can't. She won't let me."

Lola shamefully turned from the Prince and began to quietly sob.

Legolas laid Leean down and took Lola's hand.

"Lola...I can see how deeply you care for her. I do as well. All that you said is true, but I know she did not mean to be cruel to you. It's not in her nature, even with all she has endured, which is why I am certain something has happened to cause her behavior. You say she cut her hand?"

Lola's leaking blue eyes peered up into Legolas's and for a split second, he felt something he never deemed possible. Attraction.

"Yes...but...I tended to her wound and...it looked pretty bad. Infected maybe and the healing water...it..it burned her."

Legolas's brows pinched together in confusion and concerned thought. "Burned? It should heal."

Lola fell against his chest in full blown tears. "What is happening Legolas? What can we do??"

The stunned elf froze for a moment, not sure what to do but his instincts, or maybe even unknown desires, quickly took over as he brought his arms up to cradle the fragile crying beauty.

"I..I wish to take her and Leean back home where it is safe, but...that cannot be at this time. It is too dangerous to travel."

Lola sniffled and raised her head to meet his sorrowful moonstones.

"And...me too? She..she said she would take me with her, that I..I was family to her. I mean..if..that is alright with you, since you are now the King of Mirkwood. I..I don't want to be left here alone."

Legolas found his fingers trailing over her tear soaked cheek, like satin to his touch.

"When the time comes, you are more than welcome in my kingdom, lady Lola."

There was a silence and an intense stare that delved into each other's souls and then, a sudden urge perplexed the Prince. An urge to kiss the girl.

As he slowly leaned down to do so, Leean began to cry. Legolas swiftly snapped out of his trance and then backed away with baffled eyes.

"I..I will tend to her. Why don't you relax in a bath to calm you while I do so and when you are finished, I will go tend to her mother as well."

"As you wish Prin..I mean King..Legolas." Lola bashfully stuttered and scurried off with butterflies fluttering through her very soul that she had never known to exist.

Legolas cradled and comforted his baby sister as he fed her and while she suckled, her tiny hand came to touch her big brother's cheek. In that moment, soul to soul, through the windows of their moonstones, Legolas realized what a very powerful Princess Leeanduil would be as he was taken aback by a vision. A vision she had the power to show him. A power unbeknownst to him that she had or could have at such a premature age, for she was only less than 2 months old. A power she possessed to show him things she had seen and also, like you, things that were to come...and the vision was so unsettling, that he swore he would never speak of it. It was of you and your distant future that would change everything as he knew it....as you knew it....as his father knew it.

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Matty Ambrose - Character Sheet

MC Introduction: Name: Matty Loraine Ambrose Name meaning: Matty was named after her grandfather, Matthew Ambrose. Pronouns: She/her Age: 15-18 (during her school lore) Gender: Female Birthday: April 26th, 1875 Zodiac Sign: Taurus Birthplace: Dublin, Ireland House: Gryffindor Patronus: Graphorn Animagus: N/A Wand: Alder Wood, Phoenix feather core, 13”, Slightly yielding Blood Status: Muggleborn Languages: English, Irish (Gaeilge) Ethnicity: Irish ... Appearance: Race: Caucasian Eye Color: Blue Hair Color: Blonde Hair Type: 2c-3a curls (ignore the mod, I couldn’t find a good one for her type of curls) Height: 5’4” (Teen height) 5’8” (Adult height) (162 cm + 172 cm) ... Personality traits: Positive Traits: Loyal, Brave, Quick Thinker, Optimistic, Empathetic, Good Chaotic Energy, Joyful, Supportive. Negative Traits: Very Impulsive, Extremely Self-Sacrificing, Takes Others Problems Upon Herself, Sometimes A Bit Overbearing Strengths: Her Overall Positive Attitude About Most Things Weaknesses: Sometimes Cares Too Much And Can’t Let Go. More Info: Boggart: The Sluagh Mirror of Erised: Her being happy with her family Hobbies: Reading, Writing, Dancing, Dueling, Going on Adventures, Rock Climbing. Amortentia: pressed flowers, parchment, and rain. Future Occupation: Auror (Hit Witch division) Favorite Spell: Confringo Least Favorite Spell: The Babbling Curse .. Skills: Best subject: Defense Against the Dark Arts Favorite subject: Defense Against the Dark Arts, Potions Favorite Professor: Professor Fig and Professor Hecate Worst subject: Astronomy Least favorite subject: Divination Least favorite professor: Professor Binns Quidditch Position: Seeker ... Family Father's Name: Howard Ambrose Age: 35 (When Matty was 15) Status: Alive Blood Status: Muggle House: (Would be in Gryffindor if he wasn’t a Muggle) Personality: Very fun, out-going, funny, witty, sarcastic, a good dad. Notes: Howard always said he’d name his firstborn child after his father, Matthew, and so when Matty was born (and ended up being the only child), even though she was a girl, she still got her grandfather's name. They just gave it more of a feminine twist... Mother's Name: Ada Ambrose Age: 34 (When Matty was 15) Status: Alive Blood Status: Muggle House: (Would be in Hufflepuff if she wasn’t a muggle) Personality: Very kind and sweet, welcoming, understanding, a good listener, good comforter, a very caring mother. ... Future Family Children: Eleazar, Caroline, Marcellus, Adonis, and Anne Sallow. Relationships: Love Interest: Sebastian Sallow (Matty x Sebastian) Age: 15/16 + 15/16 House: Gryffindor and Slytherin First met each other in: Defense Against the Dark Arts class ... Best friends: Hope McGowan, Esme Greenwood, Garreth Weasley, Ominis Gaunt. Rivals/Frienemies: Imelda Reyes, Eric Northcott, Apollo Morgan. .. Enemies: Victor Rookwood, Theophilus Harlow, Ranrok, Leona Oswald, Charles Willoughby, Apollo Morgan (eventually), Aurelius Gaunt, Lyssa Gaunt, Marvolo Gaunt. ..

#Matty Ambrose #Hogwarts Legacy #hl #Hogwarts Legacy mc #mc #Sebastian Sallow #Ominis Gaunt #Hogwarts Legacy Professors #Professor Fig #hl fandom #character sheet

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Dear Matthew,

Devastated doesn't begin to describe the pain of you no longer being here. You brought me so many years of comfort and laughter. And the fact you are now, just gone like that, is almost incomprehensible. You were part of my childhood, part of me in a way. When I was sad, happy, going through a difficult time or anything in between, Friends was always something I could go to, to feel better.

You were resilient, a fighter, and even with your own personal struggles, you wanted to help others and to help them overcome their struggles with addiction. " I want to be somebody who lived well, loved well, was a seeker, and his paramount thing is that he wants to help people"

I didn't expect to be so affected by someone's death, especially that of someone I've never even met. But in the short time since your passing, I've been overcome with such incredible grief. My comfort show will forever be changed. I hope to find peace in that, while you may no longer be here, you live on in our hearts and tv screens.

Today is a dark day. We have all lost a good friend. Rest well Chandler Bing ❤️

#friends #chandler bing #friends tv show #matthew perry #grief #tribute to a friend #jennifer aniston #courtney cox #david schwimmer #matt leblanc #lisa kudrow #central perk #central park #new york

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misguidedasgardian · 2 months

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The Lifeaters (I.9)

IX. Exams

MASTERLIST

Chapter Summary: Closing in the semester and your first year

Pairings: Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader (platonic)

Warnings: Cursing, magical objects, Mugglephobia,

Wordcount: 1.5 k

Notes: HAPPY SLYTHERIN PRIDE DAY! 💚💚💚💚💚

“Come on!”, mocked Matthew, “it couldn’t be that bad!”, but what happened in the forest had you and Draco on a chokehold, you barely spoke.

You didn't even know what to say, you didn’t even believe what you saw, centaurs? something so dark that could kill unicorns? the most magical and beautiful creature on the earth? Draco was traumatized, he saw a hooded figure actually drinking the blood directly from the unicorn

Was it a vampire? You wanted to ask Hagrid, but you didn’t dare, he was Potter’s friend…

“It was bad”, you said shortly, looking down at your plate

But luckily, now that you can sleep comfortably… your fear of headless trolls being eliminated… you had something else in your mind…

The last match of the season

Against Hufflepuff, you had lost against Gryffindor and won against Ravenclaw, so this could be the definitive, if Gryffindor lost against Ravenclaw, you could still win the Quidditch cup

Also Ravenclaw won against Hufflepuff, and Hufflepuff lost against both, so…

“WE SLITHER! WE WIN! WE ARE SLYTHERIN!”, the boxes chanted with all their might and jumped so hard the woods trembled

You all knew what was at stake and half the stadium was supporting Slytherin, and the other half for Hufflepluff

There was no sign of blue or red anywhere, and you were thankful for it

“WE’LL DO WHATEVER IT TAKES! WE ARE SNAKES!”, the students of House Slytherin had came out with creative chants for the match, and you really were vibrating with the competition

The players felt it too, it was a clean, quick game, the quaffle passed from player to player, and it was stealed and recuperated just as easily

Slytherin had met their match in the Hufflepuffs and it showed

Every goal from both teams was celebrated even with fireworks, and you could tell the end of the second semester was being rubbed on everyone, letting out steam as it were.

“Slytherin! Slytherin! Slytherin!”

“HUFFLEPUFF! ¡HUFFLEPUFF! HUFFLEPUFF”

Even from afar you could tell that Marcus Flint was getting frustrated, it had been an amazing game, but very stressful, you looked up and Terrence Higgs and a Hufflepuff boy were floating idle, moving occasionally, but the snitch hadn't made its presence know yet, that used to happen, and seekers preferred to keep their position. That sneaky golden ball was known to be a bit temperamental, but it also liked to taunt.

You were already forty five minutes into the game, 60 and 70 points, Slytherin ahead, when the Seekers started moving

The boxes started chanting even more, when they realized it, everyone clapping and cheering

They both moved in sync, at some point, they pushed one another, both reaching for the golden snitch, flying like none other, seekers were truly amazing!

Marcus Flint led the chasers in a straight line, beaters on the flanks, quaffle in hand and they scored, giving them a 20 points advantage.

“The last resort”, is the play you had help him conceive

Alright, so, if you win, even if Gryffindor catched the snitch in minutes, they will have a hard time collecting the points.

“SLYTHERIN! SLYTHERIN!”

“HUFFLEPUFF! HUFFLEPUFF!”

Both seekers were chasing the snitch until the intensity of the game came to a breaking point as Hufflepuff fought back for the quaffle…

And then…

AND THEN!

The seekers separated from one another, the HUfflepuff swerving on the inside of the field, but Terence followed through, and grabbed the snitch!

“SLYTHERIN CATCHES THE SNITCH!”, resounded the voice of the narrator, “SLYTHERIN WINS!”

“SLYTHERIN! SLYTHERIN!”

The chants resounded in your head from the pitch to the common room, everywhere you looked was green and silver!

. . .

Soon the exams were over you, and you had a hard time. Daphne, MIlicent, Blaise, Draco and you were the only ones in the big group that actually seemed to care, which was very disappointing because of course you had to share your notes with your friends the day before the exam itself.

As you had a box of buttons you were practicing with Pansy, trying to teach her the spell to turn it into a beetle

Your wand, when you first had it, seemed like it was like dead, it had gray tones in the wood and looked like it could break, but now that your first year at school was coming to an end, and you had learned many spells, it was turning brown, like the wood had come back to life, every time you did magic, it seemed like it move and came alive!

You loved your wand

You got distracted, and the beetle turned only half, finding it hard to push the other plastic side of itself and it fell down the table.

“bugger!”, you cursed, making pansy giggle, and then you tried again

“When they are beetles we can feed them to my owl”, muttered Pansy

All exams had their written part and then their practical counterparts, first came a whole week of all the written parts and the week before you had your face buried in books and parchments, alongside your stellar study group

Like you had said, Draco had this thing where he read something once and he could remember it perfectly fine. And he was usually the first one to get bored and leave

Between the five of you, you managed to gather all the notes and you were sure you would have good grades, it was only before the Transfiguration exam that you were joined by the rest, Pansy, Matthew, and Theo.

Matthew seated by your side, surrounding your shoulders with his arm and leaning close

“Como on Basilik, give me the notes please”

“You won’t even copy them from me”, you said, already bored, “you want me to give them to you”

“Come on, don’t be mean”, you didn't want to be mean, but it wasn’t fair, but you felt pressured

“Copy them then”, you said tiredly, and gave him your notes which he with a smirk shared with the rest.

The weather was getting hot, especially in the classrooms, the sun burned through the windows as you tried to focus on the paper in front of you. You made the special quill dance in your hand, it had an anti cheating spell on it

It was sweltering hot, especially in the large classroom where they did their written papers. They had been given special, new quills for the exams, which had been bewitched with an AntiCheating spell.

You did well… mainly…

There were long weeks

And then, the very next week, you had the practical exams

Professor Flitwick called you one by one, and you, weirdly, felt relieved, because you did well in spells.

“Very well miss, I want you to make this pineapple dance across the desk!”, he said happily, you swallowed thickly, taking out your wand. You knew the spell, but the pineapple didn’t have any legs, so you turned it around to the professor’s surprise, and then bewitched the thick green leaves as the feet

“Tarantallegra!”, you casted the spell and there it was, the pineapple danced across the desk to the amazement of Professor Flitwick

“That is a new approach, congratulations Miss”, he said happily, and he let you go through another door so you wouldn’t snitch to your friends about what the test was about.

Then it was transfigurations, and you were almost sure it was going to be about the buttons, sadly it wasn’t! it was about turning a mouse into a snuff box…

Oh gods… you doubted, you looked up to Professor McGonnaggal and she was looking right back at you raising one of her eyebrows, and you wondered if she would help students from her own house

You didn't want to speculate

“Think! Basilik, think!”, you thought about a emerald and silver snuff box, very clearly in your mind, and then you casted the spell, the rat squeaked but it did tun into the small decorative box, and just when you thought you were going to pass with all the points, there they were, two whiskers

“Almost”, she said, somewhat pleased, “you get 8 over 10”, she said decisively

“Thank you”, and you walked away quickly

The tricky part was… Potions

It was not the making of the potion itself, it was that he liked to breathe down your neck while you made it, which for you personally made your hands tremble. And your mind second guess

He would whisper words in Neville’s ear like… “are you sure about that amount of nutmeg Longbottom?”, and he would get all nervous, then he walked by Sheamus, did something similar, he dropped the entire small jar inside the cauldron, and the thing exploded like he tended to do.

But when he walked past you, he only hummed and kept walking, allowing you to continue without second guess, and only because the potion didn’t acquire the color it should, he gave you a 8/10

You passed, not with excellence, but pretty close, that added you to Slytherin points and even despite your little mishap in the forest… according to the huge count on the Hall

Slytherin was going to get both cups this year! It was going to be the best one ever!

#misguidedlifeaters #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter #harry potter fanfic #harry potter and the philosopher's stone #draco malfoy #draco malfoy x you #draco malfoy x reader #pansy parkinson #theodore nott #matthew gaunt

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disneyprincemuke · 5 months

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outtakes: the dynamics [fast times and fast nights]

the princess and the prince -> camellia ayudisha x charles leclerc

the seeker and the unreached -> sonnet pham x mick schumacher

the hated and the endeared -> jupiter nightshade x oscar piastri

the wicked witch and charming prince -> kelly piquet x max verstappen

the bassist and the drummer -> alexis mun x atticus singh

the gifted and the burnt -> aella gutierrez x logan sargeant

the hardworker and the privileged -> natalia bunbury x carlos sainz

the shadow and the silhouette -> venus nightshade x arthur leclerc

the queen and the king -> roxxane castle x fernando alonso

the honey badger and the honey -> daniel ricciardo x heidi berger

the driver and the golfer -> lily muni he x alex albon

the chef and the feaster -> yuki tsunoda x pierre gasly

the definite and the maybe -> charlotte miller x liam lawson

the known and the unknown -> marta garcia x selene liu

the homie hopper and the best friend -> joanna matthews x frederik vesti

the demure and the spirited -> carmen mundt x george russell

the racer and the model -> lance stroll x sara pagliaroli

the hopeful and the accomplished -> shaina villegas and lewis hamilton

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thearchmanofgreenfield · 2 months

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MEET THE HOSTS (of They who Hide Under Top Hats)!

The Hosts (of TWHUTH) are a group of bow tie wearing mediocre pencil sketches that I draw because, frankly, I'm bored. They are just my way of commentating on my ongoing web-series 'They Who Hide Under Top Hats' (because why actually write the story when I can be doing this instead?). The group consists of (left to right):

Matthew (Mat): The og, the guy who tries his best and keeps his smile through most things. Just chilling with positivity.

June: The person who keeps things in order and doesn't give any bs.

Jane: The young optimistic newbie who has no idea about anything but loves it all anyway!

Matthias (Matt): The other newbie, the truth-seeker, the skeptic, the guy who has a mental breakdown when all the pieces don't line up.

Also worth mentioning this guy:

He kind of just...exists...

For older versions of these incredibly amateur drawing brought to you by a professional procrastinator, try this or this or maybe this. Thanks!

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tkfanz428 · 6 months

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Dudes, I am bored as I currently work on another drawing. So I might as well give you all my Scott Pilgrim, Seven evils exes head cannons.

Matthew Patel

Lee: despite being the lowest ranked ex, he’s not really weak in this manner compared to others. But he’s a target for the rest due to his overly dramatic reaction to tickles. Friends he’ll let tickle him until his limit, for strangers and enemies he’ll try and fight back, regardless of that they all share one characteristic, it completely restrains him from using his powers. From how I see it, he needs to be fully focused on what power to use and it seems he can only summon some powers with specific hand movements. One, moving around like that will require him to expose his worst spot( the sides), and two, he becomes more irrational once tickled and takes a lot of ignoring to get his powers back on. His main lers are Roxie, Gideon, Todd and the twins.

Ler: oh boy, you better pray he doesn’t choose you as a target, because he can and will summon his demon servants to assist him. And he is surprisingly skilled without needing to tickle often, likely memorizing other’s techniques. His main targets are Roxie, for being besties, and Todd to get even with.

Lucas Lee

Lee: this guy is certainly something else, he can hold in his laugh all he wants, but the rest of his face shows his real reaction. He never laughs so he doesn’t “break character”. But surprisingly enough, he trained to not laugh, not to tear up, yes he tears up when you hit a good spot. Weakest spot would be his shoulders, I see that the buff guys are typical weaker to tickling. He doesn’t fight back since he likes looking tough. Main lers are Todd and Gideon, the two string enough to get him.

Ler: He’s the kind of guy that only tickles his close friends and partners. He’ll definitely be all cocky after he’s done, and continues on with how he’ll do it all over again. He’s a teaser, he likes playing games that include this, because even Romona doesn’t notice his liking to being a tickler. Main targets would be Gideon he may be ruthless as a Ler, but he still respects boundaries, so he’ll keep close eye out for anyone’s limit.

Todd Ingram

Lee: doesn’t trust most people when the topic of tickling comes up. The last couple of people didn’t know the term boundary, and ever since then made him extremely cautious about something ridiculous. You’d have to have known him for a good while before you can lay a tickly stroke on him. The first two knew him first, which gives them some opportunities to tickle him, maybe like two minutes until he stops them. Any other person and he’s gone like that, vegan portal, and woosh, gone. If you were somehow able to tickle him, he’d jump, like literally, but be warned that his arms are strong AF, one slip up and he’ll send you to the next life. I’m really not joking.

Ler: in reality, he knows nearly nothing about being a Ler, since he was given the chance to as a kid. Only one he feels comfortable tickling is Matthew, for being his first friend, secondly since he knows Matthew won’t be a hypocrite about this topic. He mainly aims at the belly since he doesn’t know if he can hurt people in other places, he’s honestly a little dull, saying nothing. After one ask to stop, he immediately acts like nothing happened.

Roxie Ritcher

Lee: She lets her guy friends tickle her, but only for a maximum of three to five-ish minutes. And she’ll let her girlfriends tickler her all they want, the reason for this, is cause… well, it’s more of a turn on for her, and she can weird afterwards. She’s lucky that her weak spot is her knee, cause then her lers always avoid that spot. When this one knows tickling is in the picture, you better be a national seeker champion to find her, either that or look in the more unlikely places. Matthew is one of her main lers since the two are so petty about Pirates and a Ninjas being better than each other.

Ler: she is the all time champion when it comes to tickling, despite being tickled quite a lot, every tickle game she’s been part of, she’s won, period. Outside of that she likes to startle her prey by lurking in the dark, her ninja like attributes make it impossible to detect her before she surprises you. She likes to pin down her lees with ninja stars, one for intimidation, two as a point that she’s better than her lee *cough* Matthew *cough* . Main lees are Matthew, girlfriends and best friends.

Katayanagi Twins

Lee/r/s: the two are very different from one another in this manner. Ken is really ticklish everywhere really, and Kyle is more known for being dead, figuratively. Ken isn’t really tickled much since he gives off an aura saying “I hate this game, don’t bother.” But he can feel jealous since Kyle is often chosen over him. The two often play fight a lot. Kyle typically starts it, when he feels like Ken outdoes him in front of a date or friend, he tickles him to show the weaker side of Ken, making him look better in a way. Ken can feel embarrassed about this, since it’s a very common tactic than Kyle uses to boost up his reputation. I can see Ken eventually developing some type of ninja sense that allows him to detect danger in unlikely places, making it harder to catch him off guard. Kyle can hate this for the reason that Ken has a funnier reaction when he’s caught off guard. As Lers, the two like ganging up on one person, as it’s easier to pin them down. The two like do this, sneak attack, it starts with Kyle putting his arm around the victim, Ken then follows after Kyle signals him. Ken and Kyle then subtly cross over one leg to trap the victims lower half. To alert the victim about what will happen then, Kyle leans in for a hug, squeezing their side, when the victim attempts to leave, then they’re screwed. They use their twin telepathy often for such situations, to when and where they plan striking next. After building their robot, I kind forgot his name, they wanted to test out the possibility of an AI sharing five senses, so they began the tickle topic more for research really. When it’s one on one, that’s more for fun. Main lees are nearly every evil ex, besides Todd. And main lers are each other.

Gideon Graves/Gordon Goose

Lee: he is the real weakest one out of all of them. His sensitivity is just higher since he wasn’t really tickled much and was a very rare occurrence. People barely found out about this when he lost his company, Julie would often tickle him to both cheer him up and to be a b!+ch. Lucas ended up finding out after accidentally stroking a finger up his back after Gideon got hurt with the skate ramp. He never knew how sensitive he was really, since this kind of topic he brushes off or has no experience of it.

Ler: he may not have been tickled much, but he is a talented Ler, he can read people like a book, already telling where their weak point is. He could tickle anyone if he wanted, but unfortunately with little time on his hands, most he can get is during a fight.

#scott pilgrim #tickle #scott pilgrim tickles #matthew patel #todd ingram #roxie richter #katayanagi twins #ken katayanagi #kyle katayanagi #gideon graves #gordon goose

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cakeofthepan · 2 years

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This episode was a doozy, but somehow my favorite part was the running bit of Matt being a misogynist. (Much love to Matt, I very much appreciate his ability to let himself be the butt of a good joke).

[Audio Transcript:

[Instrumental version of Shania Twain’s “Man I Feel Like a Woman” plays in the background]

Matt: The more Freddie talks about Taylor the more clear that it is his mom is not a good person

Matt: Is she-

Will: I think it’s clear she’s not a good mom, I don’t know if it’s clear she’s not a good person

Matt: That’s true, that’s true, I meant good mom

Anthony: Matt doesn’t think women have value outside of being moms

Will: [laughter]

Matt [sadly]: Noooooo

Beth: That’s true

Anthony: [laughs]

Matt: Oh man, I was so pumped about this episode, now I’ve been-

Beth: Care to explain Matthew?

Matt: I’ve been put down a peg

Anthony: Your silence is deafening Matthew

Matt: Hi everybody, my name is Matthew Arnold, known misogynist

Anthony and Beth: [laughter]

Will: Hey everyone, I’m Will Campos

Matt: Lover of women

[laughter]

Beth: He has a wife

Will [like Borat]: My wife

Beth: Hi, my name is Beth May and I’m a known woman

[various gasps]

Beth: A real one

Will: Known woman known cry

Freddie and Beth: [laughter]

Beth: And I play Scary Marlowe

Freddie and Will: [gasp]

Beth: A goth punk seeker of darkness who is not like the other girls

Anthony: I noticed Matt didn’t do the gasp

Matt: I’m not scared of uhh I’m not scared of women

Freddie: Of wHAT!? Of WHO? Of what Matt? Of WHAT?

Anthony: [laughing]

Matt: I’m comfortable, I’m not scared

Beth: Well, okay

Matt: Uhh I got a natural 20. So I, 20 plus 3-

Freddie: OHH

Matt: So I look up at Scary and go

Link: Thanks Scary, oh my god here

Matt: And we do like the coolest predator high five

Beth: Okay cool

Matt: And then what do you say to me because I got a natural 20, like is it cool?

Beth: I say something really cool

Matt: Like what do you say?

Freddie: [snickers]

Beth: Ummmm

Matt: I wanna know, like is it cool?

Freddie: Paint a picture Beth

Anthony: So wait, rolling a natural 20 means you get to give up improv?

Matt, Freddie, Will: [laughter]

Will: You get to make someone else do the improv

Beth: Must be nice to put all the pressure on the woman Matt

Anthony: Yeah, just like Matt

[Music fades out]

Anthony: As artists we like to put parts of our own backstory into the podcast. I worked at a pizza place, Freddie’s from Seattle.

Beth: I’m a woman

[laughter]

End Audio Transcript]

#dndads #dungeons and daddies #let's go girls #my audio #long post

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thesandwomen · 11 months

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Some Lucienne mutterings…

While I wouldn’t consider Lucienne an adventurer in the traditional sense of the word, I think at her core she is a seeker. She has, in effect, had three lives. First as a mortal human, then a raven, then a librarian. And those latter two, she both chose. Dream tells Matthew in The Kindly Ones that most of his ravens passed on to the Sunless Lands when they wanted to be done as ravens, but if they asked otherwise he would grant it to them (one of them requested to be made human again, which is what Dream did). And Lucienne’s request must have been to become the librarian. I posit that a large motivating factor for her is curiosity. She always has something she wants to look for, to learn. Maybe that’s why she loves books so much? She was curious enough to want to know what being a raven would mean for her, and what being the librarian would mean for her, and that curiosity draws her forward into every new day.

#the sandwomen sing #i love her i love her i LOVE her #the sandman netflix #the sandman #lucienne the sandman #lucienne the librarian #the sandman meta #the sandman spoilers

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transformers-mosaic · 1 year

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Transformers: Mosaic #203 - "Pity"

Originally posted on June 26th, 2008

Story - Martin Fisher Pencils - Corin Howell Inks - Gary Mitchell Colours - Matthew Colby Black Letters - E.T. Dollman

deviantART | TFW2005 | BotTalk

wada sez: Some early work from Corin Howell here (at the time in high school), who would go on to be a notable artist on Windblade! The colourist noted on deviantART that he deliberately coloured Bumblebee in panel 4, and Sideswipe in panel 5. This is presumably an IDW-set strip, if the Seekers’ F-22 alt-modes are anything to go by. Clean art below.

#Transformers #Transformers Mosaic #Maccadam #IDW Transformers #Martin Fisher #Corin Howell #Gary Mitchell #Matthew Colby Black #E.T. Dollman #official creator #Thundercracker #Skywarp

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hiswordsarekisses · 7 months

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I was looking all over the place trying to find out if Matthew was a believer and this morning I came across this quote with excerpts from his book. Not every one who is a celebrity is this real, but I’m confident that Matthew Perry is one of the rare ones. He found the answer to the depth of his need in God.

The "Friends" star opened up in his book last year about how God helped him overcome his addiction to alcohol and prescription drugs.

"God, please help me," I whispered. “Show me that you are here. God, please help me," he recounts in his memoir.

He continued, "As I kneeled, the light slowly began to get bigger and bigger until it was so big that it encompassed the entire room. What was happening and why was I starting to feel better?"

"I started to cry," he explained. "I mean, I really started to cry - that shoulder-shaking kind of

uncontrollable weeping. I wasn't crying because I was sad. I was crying because, for the first time in my life, I felt OK. I felt safe, taken care of."

"Decades of struggling with God, and wrestling with life and sadness, all was being washed away, like a river of pain gone into oblivion."

"I had been in the presence of God. I was certain of it. And this time I had prayed for the right thing: help," Perry said.

Perry credits that encounter with God as the reason he stayed sober for the next two years.

"God had shown me a sliver of what life could be. He had saved me that day, and for all days, no matter what. He had turned me into a seeker, not only of sobriety and truth, but also of Him."

Matthew Perry said his six favorite words in recovery were: "Trust God, clean house, and help others."

Sending my deepest condolences and prayers to his family and all those affected

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misguidedasgardian · 30 days

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The Lifeaters (III.7)

VII. A Mandragora's leaf

MASTERLIST

Chapter Summary: Back with the second part of the semester

Pairings: Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader (platonic)

Warnings: Cursing, magical objects, Mugglephobia, classism, charms and curses, might miss some warnings

Wordcount: 2,7 k

Notes: If you see something say soemthing, come on and party tonightttt

You hear the indistinct sound of a bludger but you didn't even look back.

It missed you by a few feets, you were faster than the Hufflepuffs beaters with your very much superior broom

You raised the Quaffle in the air and punch it so hard, it went through the tallest of hoops

“And Slytherin gained 10 more points! putting them ahead by 50 points against Hufflepuff’s 30, the Slytherin chasers are on fire today!”

NO MERCY

Had said Flint

You had played good against Ravenclaw but you only had 180 points, no more, you had to annihilate Hufflpuff who had won against Gryffindor… and you had more chances than ever of winning

And you were succeeding

“Let’s go!”, said Flint, and you flied on formation to gain the Quaffle again, flanked by your beaters

You felt like finally you were giving your nimbus 2001 some good action after last year's cancellation

You were only one week in and you were playing your second game of the season, but like the commentator said, you were on fire!

You took the time to search for Draco

You had discussed this

It was Diggory’s tactic to divert the other team’s seeker, sometimes as trying dangerous diving maneuvers, and you had warned Draco against them, he seemed to gotten that, and again, he was using his advantage of a better broom with all his might, chasing after Diggory only if the snitch was at stake.

You keep playing your own game, Draco was fine

You had recuperated the quaffle from the opposite team with the solo Pinzer, a move you had been practicing, you were getting tired of always being on the sidelines. You passed onto Adrian and he scored, making that sixty points ahead

You celebrated with one arm in the air as you turned around

It was one of those beautiful winter days, the sky was clear, the sun was there, but there was snow everywhere, all white all around… and that is how you spotted it, in the ground, a black, moving dot, when you looked again, you realized… It was that dog!

The dog you had fed near the shrieking shack!

How odd was that?

But you had no time to think about some dog, you kept playing, you needed those points to consolidate at this year’s champions… again

Your keeper was excellent, as he repelled an attempted goa by the Hufflepuffs, and you were again trying to assemble one of your plays

No mercy…

You loved this part…

Being held up in the air, in the common room, as your housemates cheered for you, their ever-winning Quidditch team

This year’s cup was as good as yours, obviously

You had won! Draco had caught the snitch, and with it, the total score of the game had been 230 points!

You always celebrated after a match, and before you were too young… you were still too young… but… you tried to stay a bit longer with the others, it was saturday after all, but after a couple of butterbeer from a keg someone had… brought… to the party, you were feeling a bit giggly.

It had been a long and strenuous day, you wanted to sleep, Draco was on the side, talking to Vince, Greg, and Matthew, never missed a thing that one. He catches you trying to slip out of the gathering and ran to meet you

“That was a good game”, he said, but to you, everything he said was like he was teasing you, all of it

“Thank you Matt”, he tried following you, but you looked back at him impatiently

“Why are you slipping out of your own party?”, he asked

“It’s hardly MY party”, you murmured, “I’m tired, I want to go to sleep”, he seemed to give up, only nodding and letting you be

You should be happy, you should be extremely happy that you just won your second game of the season and you were ready to to win the house cup, playing an active role on the team

But then why couldn't you think of anything else but that Black dog?

Why was he at the Quidditch pitch?

Was it just some weird dog? that made no sense at all

Anyways…

The weekend came and went rather quickly, and before you could realize it, you were watching McGonagall carefully in class, for the very first time, Transfiguration might actually become your favorite class

You were going to be studying Animagi

Animagus’ were witches and wizards with the ability to transform into an animal…

Not with a spell, and it's not something you are born with, it’s something you can become, it was done due to a very particular ritual that could take months to perform. You were taking notes heavily

Perhaps, in a very subconscious way, you wanted to distract yourself with anything you could, but still, it was kind of nice

An Animagus

How cool was that? As you saw professor McGonaggal turn into a cat and back to herself in a second.She could turn into an animal at will!

You raised your hand, and Minerva nodded her head, as giving you the word

“Can I turn into an animagus?”, you asked

“Yes, I was getting to that”, she said, “anyone who wants to become one, can do so with help of the school, from me or Professor Dumbledore”

You looked at Draco at your side and he seemed disgusted, but you were really curious, you wanted to do it

“Do you want to try?”, you asked him excitedly, he looked back at you frowning

“No?”

“Really? how cool would it be?”, you asked him

“I don’t think so”

“Being able to acquire the ability of an animal?”, you kept asking, “being able to hide, climb, or even fly! FLY!”

“We fly almost everyday at training”, he said, unimpressed

He wasn’t interested, nor anyone else in your friend group, but you were.

So you stayed in the classroom after everybody had left, with a silly smile and a plea in your eyes.

It took you a few days to convince McGonagall, and at times you didn’t really think you could do it, but… in the end…

“Why are you speaking so strange?”, Malfoy asked, you just shook your head

“No reason”, you muttered, it was strange to hold a Mandragora’s leaf inside of your mouth, even if you had picked the smallest one

You weren’t the only one, that is why Mcgonaggal was so convinced, but as some sort of test, you needed to gather yourself two very difficult ingredients, as proof that you were truly committed, and of course, she didn’t say it clearly, but to get them, you were going to need to break a rule or two then put them in a magical jar you had to put together.

“It’s Ravenclaw VS Gryffindor this weekend, and we have a surprise for them”, Draco told you

“What kind of surprise?”, you asked, concerned

“If I told you it wouldn’t be a surprise, would it?”

“Draco we are winning! we don’t need to do anything! please!”, you said angrily

“It will be fun, you’ll see”, he said, content, and it got worse when you realized Flint was in on it, and he wouldn’t even tell you what it was about either.

Your relationship with Draco was getting a bit strained… bot only because he was getting meaner, but also because…

Of what happened with Buckbeak

Uncle Lucius was furious because of what happened, and he had presented an inquiry to the Department of disposal of dangerous animals, and it was a whole thing with a trial included

Buckbeak could be… disposed off, if Hagrid didn’t do a good job representing him in his defense, and let’s be honest, he wasn’t the most eloquent of creatures you had encountered, nor he knew the right people like uncle lucius were.

You tried to convince yourself that the jury and the department would do their job and assess the creature, maybe he was a danger to others… maybe

Poor Buckbeak was as well as dead. So in order to avoid being mad at Draco, you tried to

“Draco please!”, you begged him, “It’s a wild magical creature, he doesn’t know what he is doing! he doesn’t deserve to die!”, you tried to reason with him

“Father can’t take it back”, he said simply, and frowning, “why do you care so much anyways?”, you looked at him but found no remorse, or understanding, or anything. You didn’t want to nag him, about that quidditch surprise and about Buckbeak, so you just nodded

You had Muggle studies in the afternoon, so that is where you went with Theo and Matt

“For your semester assignment, and work for your final grade, you will make an investigation about a muggle artifact you can find in a muggle family home”, she said with a smile.

Charity Burbage was a nice teacher, once she realized you were really interested in class and you meant no harm.

“Here is the list”, you had in class a poster of the inside of a muggle house, with a lot of objects and the names of them. What was most shocking is that the poster didn’t move, nor either any of the others that were decorating the classroom

You couldn’t repeat your object with others so she started talking by list and each students had to get close to it and pick one

Since you three were the last ones in joining the class, you had the last picks

You looked all over the posters, and what intrigued you most was the bathroom, specially a little yellow duck that was floating inside the bathtub

“This one!”, you said

“Ah! the mysterious rubber duck!”, said Professor Burbage, “good choice”

“Why is it mysterious?”, you asked

“Well, nobody had managed to discover its use”, she said simply, and you looked quite puzzled

Aren’t there hundreds of muggle born students in Hogwarts? nobody thought about asking them?

“What a bullshit assignment”, muttered Matt, who had picked a weird artifact that had some sort of goo inside of it and it shined, and it was commonly found in muggle children’s rooms

Theo on the other hand, had picked something they found in a kitchen, it was some sort of… thing, you didn't even know how to describe it, but it was composed of two parts, a glass container and then a base with… buttons?

They didn’t look like the buttons you know, but still

“Nobody had managed to know what these objects do, so… it can be that much of bullshit”, said Theo, “besides we have to write like three parchments on it”

“I bef if difficult”, you muttered

“Have you got something in your mouth?” Why are you speaking so weird?”, asked Matt

“No reafon”, you said with heated cheeks, “my tongue hurfts”

“You should to to the infirmary”, said Theo

“No, ifs fine”, the roof of your mouth felt weird, that is where Professor Mcgonaggal had advised you to store your mandragora’s leaf, as the first part of your transition

But now you were moving it around in your mouth, it was tricky eating with it, more sleeping, you felt like you were going to choke and you were a bit scared, so you stick it tightly against your palate

“Anyways, I bet I can find whatever this is before you both muggle-lovers”, he mocked

“Yeah sure, you don’t study for any classes and you are going to study for this?”, said theo. matt looked at you and then at Theo

“Wanna bet?”, he asked

“What do you want?”, he asked, interested, you exchanged looks between the three of you

He seemed like he wanted something in particular, his dark eyes shining with mischief

“If I win, we three are going to sneak into the prefects bathroom with me on the fifth floor”, you both frowned

“That’s weird, why would you want us both in there?”, you asked, and Theo looked at you like you were the dumbest thing on earth, but he didn’t say anything

“Well, if I win, Basilik is going to do my potions homework for two weeks, and Matthew is going to get me the Astronomy one”

“Fine”, said Matthew, and they both looked at you

“If I win, which I will…”, you didn’t even know what you wanted out of them, you wouldn’t trust them with your homework and you didn’t want to take baths with them. then it occurred to you, “I want you both to help me trap a Death’s head hawk moth and then morning dew”

“Those are almost impossible to fetch”, Theo said

“Hagrid had some of those moths”, you said, “he knows where they are, of course he is not going to let me have one, so we need to steal one”, you said with a pleased smile, “and then we need to sneak into the woods to get the dew by the river”

“Fine”, said Matthew

“Fine”, said Theo

You three “walked” hastily from one another. Ready to figure out what those objects were

You dissed the library, didn’t even consider it, and that was going to take you hours, so instead, you went straight to the source.

But it took you a while to find the one you were looking for, until you reached the first floor, in the hallway around the inner courtyard, she was walking to her last class of the day

“Granger!”, you called, you saw the smartest witch in my generation flinch in front of me, she didn’t even had to turn around to know who was calling her name.

As you walked to reach her all the students in you way stepped aside pretty quickly, to you get to her, that had stopped in her tracks. Any other day, you would be happy at the fact that she grabbed her books tightly against her chest while she avoided eye contact, but not today… not when you needed something from her, so you just smiled politely

“You know everything about muggles”, it wasn’t a question

“You can’t never truly know everything…”

“You get my meaning”, you interrupted, “I wanted to ask you something, for academic purposes of course”, that seemed to lighten up her chocolate eyes as she looked at you, now more interested than fearful

“For what reason?”, she asked, a hint of mischief showing up in her eyes

“Academic ones”, you repeated

“Maybe I can help you…”, she said dismissively

“I want to know… what is the purpose of a little yellow rubber duck?”, you said clearly, but in a hushed tone, you didn’t want anyone else to hear you

“Uh?”, you knew she had listened, but the little witch probably thought she misheard or had lost her mind

“Arubberduck”, you said hastily, losing your already short patience

“Oh”, she said, shaking her head like that could make her clear his ideas, “The purpose of a muggle rubber duck is clearly…”

“BASILIK!”, you growled rolling my eyes when you heard my name being called by that annoying mouth, just as you were getting my awaited answer, you turned around to meet Theodore who walked towards you pointing with his finger and an accusation in his eyes, “that is cheating”

“Bug off Theodore you didn’t even know what I was talking about with Granger!”, you said defensively. Granger took the opportunity to slip away from you and you growled, exasperated.

“We never said anything about asking anyone”, you said angrily.

So Matthew and you met again to discuss rules

Not asking anyone

“How am I to trust you both?”, you asked them both, “what if it's not in the library?”, you asked back, “its going to take us ages!”

“I can’t believe you are the one who wants to “cheat” on this”, laughed Theo

“I do not!”, you said defensively

“We have to rest of the semester to find this out”, muttered Matthew

“Very well then, let’s go together then”

And that is how you had a new study schedule

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