#apologies for the wall of text but lore is complex

[hobbies-miscellaneous]

"Magister Merlin"

All 10 of the Arcane Souls incarnations from The Magister Supreme from The Immortal War to current day Magister "Linnie" Merlin Von Ryeham.

Further lore under the cut! (There's a lot!)

1. Magister Supreme Merlin: Long white hair and beard. Hood always covers his face. Arcanists set. Very strict and methodical. That sword from the trailer- that’s his.

2. Magister Meredith: Long white hair, eyes were ice blue but are now white and cloudy. Order of Frost set. The Merlin who fought in the first divine war. She was badly injured (Burnt by Berial, how she lost her vision). She is quiet yet has an authoritative presence.

3. Magister Ludos: Short red hair and beard. Red eyes. Obsidian Moth set. Lived in the era after the divine war where things were still very tense. Was very prominent in the Lightbearer’s military. He may have been the Merlin to tread a slightly darker path.

4. Magister Amalie: Short white hair, fringe and ringlets, cyan/teal eyes. Fem Verdant set. Looks a bit like a Flapper. She is the youngest Merlin. Extravagant, theatrical, a riot to be with.

5. Magister Leo: Vaduso fashion set. Soft, short brown hair and moustache with a flower crown growing around his temples, black eyes. First Wilder Merlin. Very docile and a great diplomat.

6. Magister Kirsty: Brown hair in a bun with bangs, has bright blue eyes. Fem classy finery set. Oldest Merlin. She is very matronly. Also took a lot of orphans under her wing. Came from a noble family.

7. Magister Rhosdyn: Short, fluffy white hair, green eyes, diamond facial scars. The only Graveborn Merlin. Has glasses and the white autumn set. Very soft spoken. Discovered the artifacts every Merlin from then on would receive from Dura. Might have made the void relic? In good faith to alleviate a Graveborn’s suffering but I don’t know????

8. Magister Beatrice: Long blonde hair, yellow eyes, is a feline Wilder. Is a very devout acolyte of Dura. She will strike down anyone who badmouths her or Dura. She perfected sealing and purification magic.

9. Magister Charon: darker skinned, grey eyes, swept back white hair. White facial markings, vine covered antlers. Red coloured verdant set. Third Wilder Merlin. Very free spirited. Almost shirked his duties. And someone took offence to that. My have died horribly. Fate is still unknown.

10. Magister “Linnie” Merlin. Hair was originally honey blond. Turns white and grows much longer. Honey eyes (left one turns purple). Has a short beard/stubble and freckles. Always wears a monocle. Has a few outfits. He is quiet, socially awkward and can spook easily. Unless it’s a Hypogean. The second Merlin to have Merlin as their given name and not just their title.

The overall influences of each incarnation: Linnie gains some “natural” talent in magic, the flute and in dancing; sometimes in other things such as military strategy or swordplay . He also gains a few personality traits or sides to him. Like his strictness, the rage that burns, his desire to keep the likes of Mirael and Cassadee safe and his deep running hatred for Hypogeans.

Then there is the worse stuff...memories that aren’t his that come to him via dreams and hallucinations. Like the one about Charon’s fate, a few from the first divine war and possibly even the Immortal War.

He doesn’t know quite exactly what to make of it all. Apart from the clear fact that it scares him. He doesn’t like how some emotions don’t feel exactly his either, familiar yet not at the same time. He waters it down to his amnesia but it really isn’t. He has a hunch that it isn’t but he refuses to admit it.

[wendichester]

𓂃˖ ࣪ 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔟𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔶 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤

˚₊‧꒰ა @im_bili ☆ sam winchester ໒꒱ ��₊˚ ⋆˙⟡ where leo, unknown, pisces meets taurus, virgo*, capricorn. ⟡˙⋆

𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑✧˖⋆𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑✧˖⋆𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑✧˖⋆𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑✧˖⋆𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑✧˖⋆𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑✧˖⋆𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑✧˖⋆𖤐

ꔛ. meeting each other,

✧ who you are in the supernatural world .ᐟ

you’re not a hunter—not at first. with that pisces moon and uranus in pisces, you're a sensitive, possibly psychic civilian who’s always had an eerie pull toward the strange. neptune in aquarius? you’re tech-savvy, intuitive, maybe running a blog or online forum dedicated to unexplained phenomena. people call you a conspiracy nut—joke’s on them. you’re right. but with that mercury-jupiter in virgo, baby, you don’t just feel things—you analyze them. you're the kind of girl who sees the signs, connects the dots, and ends up on the fbi watchlist because you’re just too damn smart. you’re human, yes, but the leo sun + mars make you brave, reckless even, when it comes to protecting others. you’ve got main character energy. sam hates that.

✧ what he's like .ᐣ

a walking contradiction: grounded but idealistic, taurus sun makes him stubborn, sensual, and private to a fault. capricorn moon? emotionally walled off but desperate for stability. he intellectualizes his feelings (thanks, mercury in taurus) and hates being vulnerable. but don't be fooled—venus in gemini makes him flirtier than he lets on, and he’s got a soft spot for brains and banter. if you challenge him? he melts. if you get too close? he runs. classic.

✧ first meeting + first impression

you cross paths in a small town in idaho. sam's investigating a string of disappearances. you? already figured out it’s tied to the ancient-ass cult no one believes exists. you meet in a library, obviously. you reach for the same dusty tome. your fingertips brush. it’s practically fate. sam’s first impression? annoyance. you're too nosy, too clever, too damn perceptive. but under all that? fascination. you feel familiar in a way he can’t place. like danger and home, wrapped in one sharp smile.

ꔛ. friendship compatibility,

✧ how it'd begin ...

accidentally working the same case. you don’t trust him (he lies too easily). he doesn’t trust you (you ask too many questions). but after you save his ass from a cursed mirror demon by chanting latin with a shaky voice and zero training? he grudgingly respects you. one motel room, two cups of bad coffee, and three sleepless nights later—you’re friends.

✧ the friendship dynamic

it’s slow-burn. deep talks at 2 a.m. you tease him for being a nerd. he pretends to be annoyed. you push boundaries; he sets them. you make him feel again, and it pisses him off. still, when you’re not around, he looks for your name in old forum posts and scrolls through your texts like he’s starved.

✧ quirks + fun things

☆ you insist on making playlists for every hunt; he pretends to hate them but hums along. ☆ you steal his flannel constantly. it stops being an accident after the third time. ☆ you both have an ongoing book trade—your annotated tarot guides for his battered lore texts. it’s weirdly intimate.

ꔛ. romantic compatibility,

✧ are you compatible .ᐣ first steps .ᐣ

honestly? yes—but it’s complicated. your leo fire and his taurus earth clash before they click. you want romance and expression; he wants security and silence. your gemini venus vibes with his—lots of talking, teasing, and innuendo—but your mars in leo craves grandiosity, and sam? he’s more quiet touches and loaded glances. the sexual tension? obscene. you’d take the first step. bold and unapologetic. you’d kiss him after a near-death experience, still breathless. he’d freeze... then kiss you like it’s the last time.

✧ the relationship dynamic

hot. cold. intense. terrifying. healing. you argue, often. especially when he shuts you out. you call him on his martyr complex. he accuses you of being reckless. but afterward, it’s soft apologies and aching vulnerability. he memorizes how you take your coffee. you remember every scar on his body. he’d do something huge to show he loves you—like choosing you over the job. you’d write his name into your spells, your passwords, your future.

✧ love languages ♡

him ☆ acts of service (he patches you up without a word) ☆ quality time (just laying in silence reading together) ☆ words of affirmation (but only when it matters most)

you ☆ physical touch (your hands are always on him—absentmindedly, possessively) ☆ gift giving (little things—cursed rings, rare texts, a lollipop from the gas station) ☆ words of affirmation (but yours come dressed in sarcasm)

ꔛ. scenario ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ post-hunt snuggling

you’re still buzzing—adrenaline winding down like a faulty light. your hands tremble from the fight. you’re both a little bloodied, a little broken. he’s quiet, focused. you okay? he asks. you nod, lip trembling. you don’t want to cry. he knows that. so he pulls you into the bed, not saying a word. just holds you, arms locked tight around your waist like you’re the only anchor in a shifting world. you whisper something stupid about how bad he smells. he presses a kiss to the top of your head. still breathing, he says, that’s what matters. you tangle your legs with his. heartbeats syncing. it’s not perfect, but it’s yours. and in that moment, you’re safe.

ꔛ. overall ゛ ⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆ 8.7 / 10

you drive each other mad. but you get each other, in the weirdest, most intimate ways. your fire burns hot, his earth grounds deep—and when you meet in the middle? it’s magic. the challenges are real—sam isn’t easy. and neither are you. but together? you make the world a little softer. you’re not the easy love. you’re the epic.

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* since the birth time of sam hasn't ever been mentioned, I've placed him as a virgo rising, since it's the sign that makes more sense to me.

[inhurtandincomfort]

So unrelated, it’s the idkanonymystuff person who originally asked about magic stuff and said something about sharing immunology/biology and how that could apply to magic and, uh, I procrastinated and then forgo my entire train of thought

Not really sure why I’m sharing this (most likely me overthinking) but ye, apologies for that. So to right that (self-perceived wrong), I am going to try. No I don’t know what I mean by that

Since the thoughts can’t be coherent (and also if I tried to explain the thought process, this would become a college essay), gonna try my best to summarize the one coherent thing, allergies and intolerances.

Gonna put a lil warning (notice??) here, wording and explaining coherently is not my strong suit so I’m trying my best and also it’s gonna be long and might not make sense. I apologize for that and can clarify if you have questions, but in the meantime, uh, words :D

That on its own doesn’t make much sense, but me personally, I feel like there is a lot you could do with that, both absurd crack shenanigans and actual whump. The way I have for my own magic system, to try and explain, imagine being able to use magic all your life, and then one day, your body just starts trying to self destruct because it now randinly and by chance catagorized the magic you used for your entire life as “foreign” and needs to be destroyed (that is actually how some allergies form. You can be allergic to almost anything).

You could be born with the allergy (aquifer quiet acquire at a very young age), have it be used against you (irl super effective) not to mention the danger of exposing yourself to the “allergen” more often, reactions getting more severe from mild discomfort to your body almost shutting down. Furthermore, autoimmune allergies exist (ie your immune system, the thing meant to protect you, turns against you) and in context, could lead to someone becoming completely unable to use magic without risking certain death. There is an ungodly amount more I could go into, but I’ll stop there before more thoughts inevitably spawn.

On the topic of intolerances, in the case of my worldbuilding, it can have many different outcomes, but to keep this short and to throw in an example, I have a blorbo who has an intolerance to specifically healing magic, that is to say, it’ll still work, but the side effects are quite nasty the more effective, from minor discomfort to feeling like your bones are decaying instead of mending, or in some case, violently rebelling/rejecting the healing magic and making everything worse.

Or in the case of having to use magic you’re intolerant of (just realizing it could technically also mean less effective so actually could be a good thing?? New worldbuilding to develop yay), having to deal with more severe repercussions of using magic that others might otherwise not have to deal with (I’d list them but my brain just did a software reset. Apologies).

I am not joking that there is so much more potential (that I see anyways) and complexity to these things and, if you have me an hour to gather some resources and hyperfixate, I’d create an entire 12-hour college lecture complete with little examples and slideshows and all that, but it is literally 2am so I’m not doing that, also so I don’t become a college lecture in your ask box.

Apologies for the absolute wall of text (I really like rambling about immunology/biology, it is a very interesting thing for me) and I hope my ramblings aren’t incoherent and somewhat interesting to consider and all that, since I am unsure about if rambling lore in inboxes is the correct use for tumblr etiquette stuff.

ANYWAYS hope you have a wonderful day/night and are taking care of yourself and staying hydrated and all that jazz :]

-idk (also @idkanonymystuff for clarification. This is just my tag, probably gonna stay lurking tho)

THIS IS SO COOL OMG. The idea of becoming allergic to your own magic... I never thought of that but it's so cool, you're right there's so much you can do with it! That's fascinating I'm in love with that idea.

Thank you for sharing! I always enjoy reading peoples lore and worldbuilding, never feel bad about rambling to me :) I really love your idea

[kjdragon70]

Is there enough for a lore dump on your AU or are we still in the “An excuse to redesign characters” stage?

Oh, my first ask! Thank you so much for the interest! 😄

I haven't talked lore publically in many years so this might be horrifically written so apologies if it is:

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The AU focuses mainly on the city of Station Square, the capital of Empire City and it is a technological utopia made by the company Robotnik Enterprise, ran by Ivo. Robotnik both through his own intellect and through continuing the work of his deceased, late grandfather, Gerald Robotnik who was well beyond his time (think of Gerald being from the later 1900s/early 1910s type time). One of these creations Ivo managed to realise from his grandfather that made Station Square a utopia, was the invention of synthetic chaos energy- a non-harmful, synthetic recreation of the Chaos Emerald's power that acts as an almost infinite energy source used to power everything in the city from cars to weapons. It jumped all technology from a 30s/40s-like techonology to jumping to the 70s/80s in mere years. This technological advancement is the reason why Ivo has so much power, an untouched figure even to the highest of political and millitary figures, essentially has all sway in how the city functions to keep his technology away from other cities, keeping the people manipulated in this small pocket of utopia partly through propaganda and through force (Badniks and the E-1000 series for examples) if nessisary. He doesn't allow people to move in or out of the city and highly controls the output of his technology outside of Station Square, only sharing to other nearby cities for high prices or close friends.

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However, as the years pass on the cracks of this power were starting to show as the few people managing to get in and out of the city pass tales of other countries looking into ancient histories of times passed. Forms of Resistance Groups choose to strike Ivo's headquaters, millitary facilities, manufacturing complexes to fight back against the decade of propaganda through their own unique technologies. An example of one of these groups is The Babylon Rogues, ancient technology passed down for generations for their transportation using hyper compressed air that is both powerful and mostly renewable with their specialty being in individual travelling needs, Extreme Gear. Jet, Wave and Storm all use traditional boards whilst their friend Sonic prefers a smaller version fitted onto his shoes to project him forward with massive speeds.

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It was through these strikes that an old stasis capsule was found from the depths of one of Ivo's facilities- containing a very tall, intimidating figure with black and red merle fur and a large scar found going through his head that appears to be inflicted by a gun shot. It was of course from this description, Shadow. It was from this head wound that he was completely dependent on other people (the people who rescued him Amy, Silver and Tails) to do the most basic of functions like walking, talking and eating to name a few. It was only when Tails developed an exosuit and after months of training, that Shadow gained his own independence again. His support network were very confused of Shadow's existence- looking very similar to an old movie star and dancer of many decades back and seemingly having a constant flow of energy stronger than what most modern technology can handle.

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It's where the AU's story focuses on the mystery aspect- it's through the reminders of Shadow's past relationship, his previous friends and severe, untreated trauma of many decades that both discovers what events led to Shadow being shot and put into stasis in the first place, uncovering the oddities of Shadow himself and also the corrupt minds of the Robotnik family as a whole.

Apologies for the wall of text LMAO, I tried shortening it at the end ^^''

[valdomarx]

"Unbelievable."

Istredd gazes around the deep canyon ripped into the landscape, a million theories swirling through his head. Monsters, the Conjunction, the ancient texts which discussed conduits to other wolds...

Geralt, walking ahead, merely grunts. But what could one expect from a witcher? They were hardly known for their academic prowess or natural curiosity.

Istredd ponders aloud. "Historians have always theorized that monoliths are scars from the Conjunction. Leftover points of impact." He slips easily into lecturing mode, and is building up to a rather good speech about the interpretations of monoliths in various ancient cultures.

"Yes," Geralt interrupts him mid-flow, "I have read books before."

Istredd stops short. As if this man could have any idea of the intriguing complexities of deep lore. "My apologies," he says, short and sarcastic, "I didn't realise I was addressing an expert in ancient mythology."

"The monoliths are places of power, which the monsters spawn from. But they don't live there, obviously." Geralt turns and gives him a cool look. "Monsters were born on another Sphere, and it wasn't until the Conjunction that they came to our realm. Everyone knows that."

Something strangely hot crawls up Istredd's neck. "Of course. But what I was saying was that -"

"The Conjunction required conduits to channel energy between Spheres," Geralt says, smug as hell. "Monoliths aren't just points of impact. They could be those conduits."

Istredd's jaw drops.

"That was what you were working up to, wasn't it? I thought I'd save us ten minutes of academic bluster."

That hot feeling on the back of his neck intensifies. That was, annoyingly, entirely correct. It was also, even more horrendously, extremely hot.

"Well. Yes. That could be one interpretation." The heat floods across his cheeks.

Geralt takes a step closer, that smug look making his amber eyes sparkle. "You're not the only one who likes books."

Istredd steps back, hitting the wall of the cavern with a thud. "What do you know about what I like?" He's trying for disdainful but it comes out breathy.

Geralt, grinning, steps closer still, right into his space. "Oh, I have plenty of ideas." Istredd stops breathing. "Care to test some theories?"