#vela the blood witch

[gaygryffindorgal]

text posts vs the founders

featuring: salazar slytherin rowena ravenclaw helga hufflepuff godric gryffindor eadric spinebreaker vela the blood witch @potionboy3 elyris goldcrest nienna wenlock @potionboy3

#ft. some next gen kids too #hogwarts founders era #hp founders era #salazar slytherin #rowena ravenclaw #helga hufflepuff #godric gryffindor #eadric spinebreaker #vela the blood witch #elyris goldcrest #nienna wenlock #*mine #i said i would continue shitposting and here we are #the salric divorce has a body count #which is followed by the body count of the eadrazar divorce #🤷🏻‍♂️🤷🏻‍♂️🤷🏻‍♂️🤷🏻‍♂️

[potionboy3]

For the crackship ask, how about the villainous duo of Betwixt and Vela? - @hphmmatthewluther

imagine the power these two would hold though...

#vela the blood witch #betwixt #hp founders era #this turned out really cool actually 👀👀👀👀 #ask games

[endlessly-cursed]

Founder’s Era- Brunhilde of Cologne (Dubois)

"𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚. 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚. 𝙒𝙝𝙤 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙨?"

Name: Brunhilda of Cologne 

Nicknames: Bruna 

Birthdate: 20th of November, 968 AD 

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio 

Personality Type (MBTI): tbd 

Blood Status: Pureblood 

Nationality: French 

Physical Appearance

Hair: Red 

Eyes: Blue 

Height: 1.70m 

Weight: 62kg 

Body Type: Lithe, average build 

Skin Tone: Fair 

Distinguishing Marks (scars, birthmarks, etc.): na 

Background

Hometown

Bruna grew up in the French province of Cologne, though she moved throughout the whole of what would be France. She had a normal childhood as the Norman France would give her. Growing up in a wealthy household shaped her and made her a strong, ambitious and power-hungry woman. 

Family

Mother: Eowyn of Provence 

Beautiful and cunning, nothing much is known of her, save that she was Bruna’s mother and that she might’ve had an illegitimate child before marrying to Bruna’s father. 

Father: Wulfric the Necksnapper 

Violent, bloodythirsty and a dangerous man, he was known to be able to snap necks with his bare hands (hence his name) and knew no mercy and was prone to jealousy, but he was always respectful towards his wife and daughter, though it didn’t stop Bruna from resenting him for her arranged marriage. 

Hogwarts

House: Bruna was a powerful ally of Salazar Slytherin, though she cared little of the cause; she only wanted money and power. 

After Hogwarts was founded, she taught the future subject of DADA and dominated duelling and her money would be used to build the chambers of secrets and a secret chamber in the Slytherin room that only a firstborn Dubois could open... 

Career

21-28: Follower of Salazar Slytherin 

30-38: Teacher of Hogwarts 

Personality & Attitude

Priorities: Power, money, fame and glory 

Strengths: Cunning, smart, can hatch a plan quickly, intelligent and always gets her way 

Weaknesses: Wacky loyalties, power-hungry, merciless and doesn’t care about most things 

Stressed: Most of the time, really 

Calm/Comforted: With her children and Mathilde 

Favorites

Colors: Purple, yellow, green and golden 

Weather: Rainy and snowy 

Hobbies: Killing her rivals, causing mayhem, gaining power 

Fashion: Bruna dresses richly, according to the era of the time 

Relationships

Significant Other/Love Interest: Mathilde Coventry ( @camillejeaneshphm​ )

Both of them had an affair of two years, and had a fondness for one another. Bruna was the only person that Matti did not poison or try to kill, and she remained in her heart.

Twelve years later, Bruna's marriage fell apart and reunited with Mathilde... And someone else. They rekindled their love alongside Tillie's husband until Bruna's death at 52.

Lachlann 'Lam' Doherty @hphmmatthewluther

Lachlann and Bruna didn't get along well first, though this was more on Bruna's side. Lam found her fascinating to say the least and always had feelings for her, though his heart belonged mainly to Tillie for twelve years. When she came to live in the same area as him, they explored the feelings they had for one another, and soon began to be a throuple (couple of three) and lived together in happy bliss, even marrying their eldest son to Bruna's eldest daughter, despite Bruna being legally married, a thing they clearly ignored. They lived together until Bruna's death aged 52.

Wilhelm of Burgundy (arranged husband) 

Her first cousin, they had been meant to marry at 14, but Bruna ran away to Scotland and began following Salazar and soon at 16 began her affair with Mathilde. Willhelm waited patiently, taking mistresses and going on crusades. He was as bloodythirsty and cruel and merciless as his uncle and father-in-law, but respectful towards Bruna. 

The two of them grew fond of one another as their three children: Dayana, Matilda and Louis were born, but never loved one another. They were buried together and later in the 1200s the line of the Dubois would be born via their son. 

Friends:

Vela the Blood Witch ( @potionboy3​ ) 

Vela and Bruna became friends via her husband, and they got along nicely, though threatened to eat her heart out if she dared eat her babies when they were born 

Eadric Spinebreaker ( @gaygryffindorgal​ ) 

Eadric and Bruna had many things in common, and both of them were in the same team, and she was a friend of the marriage. Even after she married and had her own children (which she didn’t bring until they were ten) they remained in contact, though due to many factors, the families split in different paths 

Rivals: TBD (tho she’d have many) 

Trivia

She has a body count (both in s3x and killing) of +30 people 

She is a jealous woman and didn’t allow her husband mistresses once married, always killing them 

She can speak Old English, Old French, Old Norse, Latin and Ancient Greek 

She is not violent or prone to losing her temper, making her contemporaries think that she had no soul 

Her three children were of the few things she genuinely loved 

Her second daughter is named after Mathilde, her first love 

She died at 52 of a stroke 

#founder's era #oc: brunhilde of cologne #mathilde coventry #lamovale doherty #eadric spinebreaker #vela the blood witch #bruna x mathilde #character profile #oc sheet

[fictional-library-tournament]

Prelims round 1, poll 6

Propaganda

The New Archives, Friends at the Table: Seasons of Hieron:

From the Wiki: "The New Archives can refer to both an organization of curators, collectors and academics (most of whom are orcs) operating in post-Erasure Hieron, as well as to the mountainous location which their main operation is based in. A vast and convoluted city carved directly into a mountain, the New Archives are located in the mountains of northern Hieron, east of Velas and the Mark of the Erasure and north of The Lost University."

Archivists can do pattern magic, where by aligning objects in specific ways they can change the fabric of reality. Therefore, archivists travel all over the continent collecting materials — especially items from before the apocalypse — by force if necessary.

Foxglove Tea, Elsewhere University by @elsewhereuniversity:

It's eldrich, it's endless, it's got a group of pages guarding it

Downing Hill Public Library, Hello from the Hallowoods by William A Wellman:

It’s the largest collection of secret and occult texts on the planet and also a school teaching those of covenant blood (aka their ancestors made a pact with Indescribable gods) to become witches. Their motivations are shady and unknown, but they seem to believe all forbidden books should be under their control and have no qualms about working with some very evil individuals to gain those books. You can check out a spell book of dark magic pretty easily but if you don’t bring it back in time, they will send a horrible raven-amalgamation called the Omen after you.

Ichneumon, Kamen Rider:

IT'S SUCH A COOL LIBRARY. it’s exclusively able to be accessed by philip, and provided you’ve got the right keywords, you can access pretty much any information in the world. considering Philip is able to pick up virtually any information super super fast too I’d assume being hooked up to it makes you able to do that. there’s a lot of stuff but im really brainfogged rn so 👍 go watch kamen rider w

The Black Library, Lockwood and Co. by Jonathan Stroud:

None

35 Portland Row library, Lockwood and Co. by Jonathan Stroud:

None

#fictional libraries #tumblr tournament #archives #books & libraries #fictional archives #libraries #tumblr polls #poll #friends at the table: seasons of hieron #elsewhere u #elsewhere university #hello from the hallowoods #hfth #kamen rider w #kamen rider double #kamen rider #fuuto pi #tokusatsu

[eyecandy-sl]

people shouldn't call for demons unless they really mean what they say // WEEKEND SALES (8/18-8-20)



• APPEARANCE • Skin // [BELACCE] Eunchae Skin Blush (99 SALE)

Hair // bonbon - hana hair (ombres) (FIFTY LINDEN FRIDAY)

Eyes // Miss Black - Gorgo Blind Eyes White (CRAFTY WEEKEND)

Eyelashes // . Nar Mattaru . Sanaz Lashes {Lelutka Evo/X} (FIFTY LINDEN FRIDAY)

Details // Landgraff - Wrong Choice (CRAFTY WEEKEND), Malina - Scratches on chest set, SAMIA - AIM BODY BLOOD TATTOO RED SET 1, SAMIA - AIM LELUTKA X FACE TATTOO BLACK SET 1, THIS IS WRONG Final boss makeup, PADO // sad day mesh tears

Makeup // +KP+ Devilish Makeup Set // LeL Evo X, (WOW WEEKEND) +KP+ Holiday Frost // Eye Makeup // LeL Evo X // (ENERGY WEEKEND)

Tattoo // Effervescence - Zarya Tattoo (7 DAYS SALE) and DAPPA - Ophelia Tattoo (HAPPY WEEKEND)

Nails // = DAE = DXB CLAW Nail Pack

Shape // .Q. #Anatomy - Fleur

Head // LeLUTKA Ceylon Head 3.1



• CLOTHES • Outfit // ~[LeiMotiv] Justine Set .// (THE SATURDAY SALE)



• ACCESSORIES •

Earrings // A*S SPIRAL WOOD_^^Swallow^^ PIXIE/Gauged S (GOAT 66)

Rings // Vibing -- Mila rings -- Silver (HAPPY WEEKEND)

Glasses // MIO - Harry Glasses (99 SALE)

Necklaces // Kibitz - Emilianna's necklace - silver (THE SATURDAY SALE)

Piercings // SADGIRL - Snake Septum . (GOAT 66)

Chains // Random Matter - Vela Nose Chain [Cool Tones] (THE SATURDAY SALE) and AZARAN - FACE CHAIN. (KINKY 69)

Gag // TAINA - Shast gag (KINKY 69)



• DECOR AND OTHER •

Backdrop // .PALETO.Backdrop:. OldRoom (HAPPY WEEKEND)

Pose //.::Ks2cool::. Pose78-80

Candles // babyboo. bad witch (7 DAYS SALE)

Aura // ::Static:: Fae Embers {Female}, .:Stratus:. [Orichalcos] The Ultimate Demonic Aura

[bookworm-called-bear]

Ilvermorny OC

Daisy Labinette was a curiosity to any who saw her. The first to notice her oddity was the sorting hat at Ilvermorny. One look through Daisy’s head had shown that she had already wandered off, helped a 5th year with their muggle studies homework, threatened to duel a 4th year and already helped heal a 6th year who had a bruise. It was only logical she fit into all four.

But what was even odder was when she grew up. She was the kindest and most fun person to meet at Ilvermorny. She would make Horned Serpent students go to bed after they spent too much time on a rabbit hole of research knowing that last night she didn’t go to bed until four-thirty in the morning doing the same thing but, “sleep is important to health and brain function,” so she’ll be dammed if any of her students stay up. Daisy “No sweetie you can't burn yourself just to try your new ointment” Labinette is the same girl who ran into a wall on purpose just to try her concussion repair potion. She would make sure that no Thunderbird runs off because, “If you go adventuring you stick to the buddy system you hear me?” but will go greet the most dangerous magical creatures totally alone. She would make sure the Wampus students didn’t duel or spar without her or one of the older Pukwudgie students were present because she didn’t want them to get hurt then go wrestle her centaur friends.

Daisy Labinette, the greatest student but also the one to run off in the middle of class because, “No professor I swear there was something on the mountain. Yes it was necessary for me to get out of the castle.” Daisy Labinette who will heal anyone and look out for any student and is never too old or too cool to talk to a 1st year. Daisy Labinette who created the IEPFMC: Individualized education plan for magical creatures, because she will be damed if the werewolf students didn’t get extensions over full moons and her fellow dragon and vela students didn’t get to spread their wings every once in a while or the aquatic students didn’t get to swim in their lake.

Daisy Labinette, the triplet of the most notorious pranksters that supply her brothers with lists of who has a bad day and needs a pick me up or who has been particularly moody and shouldn’t be pranked. Daisy Labinette, the brains of the pranks, making sure no one who would react badly is in the way.

Daisy Labinette the girl that risks detention to bring a tired werewolf student to their dorm during the end of her free period. Daisy Labinette, the girl that sits with nervous 1st years and exhausted 9th years. Daisy Labinette the girl who understands. Daisy Labinette, the girl who was sorted into four houses.

Daisy Labinette, the first 5th head witch in over 300 years. Daisy Labinette who made sure that every prefect and fellow head boy or girl knew who needed help in their classes or was having a hard time. Daisy Labinette who was the first person to ask for a guidance counselor in the school when she was a 4th year. Daisy Labinette who built the support group for students who had learning disabilities or magical creature blood. Daisy Labinette who organizes hikes for Thunderbirds and medicine lectures for Pukwudgie students and sparing tournaments for the Wampus students and study parties for the Horned Serpent students.

Daisy Labinette who is half dragon blood and half muggle. Daisy Labinette who knows what it feels like to never fit into either world completely. To be an outcast for being too muggle, to dragon, too wizard, too different. Daisy Labinette who felt like she only ever belonged on her family’s sanctuary because there she couldn’t be judged. Daisy Labinette who had a fighting spirit and a thirst for knowledge. Daisy Labinette who goes on adventures and heals things just because she can. Daisy Labinette who’s arms are covered in scars and ink but no one says anything. Daisy Labinette who never felt loved by anyone outside her brothers and parents.

Daisy Labinette who found a home at Ilvermorny. Daisy Labinette who felt loved when the 2nd year she studied with ran up to her and gave her a hug because, “I finally understand it thank you, thank you, thank you!” Daisy Labinette who became best friends with the Headmistress and Guidance Councillor. Daisy Labinette who was happy when the smaller students told her that the person in their house she guided them to was exactly who they needed. Daisy Labinette who finally felt wanted outside of her family.

Daisy Labinette who stays up on full moons to make sure everyone is accounted for and save, flying over the forest with her wings and her centaur friends running alongside her. Daisy Labinette who listens to everyone and doesn’t ever judge them. Daisy Labinette, the sweetheart with a fighting streak.

Daisy Labinette who Remus Lupin would have loved. Daisy Labinette that Hermione Granger would have loved. Daisy Labinette that would have taken Luna Lovegood under her wing. Daisy Labinette that could make anyone feel better with just a smile.

Daisy Labinette who is the first person new people or transfers are pointed to. Daisy Labinette who will be just as invested in your special interest as you are because, “holy crap this is so interesting we are immedietly going into a wikipedia rabbit hole.” Daisy Labinette who makes the best cup of tea and gives the best hugs.

Daisy Labinette who loves coffee and rain and dancing and abandoned buildings. Daisy Labinette who will disappear for the weekend only to say she hitched a ride to Scotland to look at the architecture. Daisy Labinette with notebooks of song lyrics and journaling ideas. Daisy Labinette who loves singing and music and reading and late night walks. Daisy Labinette who knows too much about obscure subjects. Daisy Labinette who loves lemongrass and lavender and strawberries and chocolate and the moon and magical creatures that live near her and her sanctuary and working and helping and dueling and healing and medicine and studying and her brothers.

Daisy Labinette, the unofficial older sister of Ilvermorny.

#harry potter #ilvermorny #triplet #harry potter oc #she deserves the best #my dragon oc #dragon oc #ilvermony school of witchcraft and wizardry #4 sorted #older sister vibes #i love my oc #she needs a hug #she is basically ginny with all her brothers #who will be in the next post #about how they interact #also I love that she just works on a magical creature sanctuary #she just wants to vibe #and drink coffee

[solipseismic]

word find tag xxvii!

thank u for the tag @bladeverbena !! my words are harsh, forget / forgot, behind, desperate, and crave :)

harsh:

Lu and Vela were having a quiet discussion at Malice’s elbow, but her ears were just full of harsh ringing, like the wyvern’s roars were just echoing around in her skull.

forgot:

Turns out their motley crew—now with the addition of Malice—had been going around in circles the entire day.

“And you just… forgot the way back to your own house,” Malice said in disbelief.

“In our—”

“I mean—”

“In our defence,” Vega said, throwing a hand out to smack Yalta in the mouth. “The map is very confusing.”

“It’s just a map,” Malice said.

behind:

Malice was also not one for feelings. The stab of hurt in her sternum was in a tongue unfamiliar to her. The ache lacing each rib, each breath drawn through her tender and bloody lungs, was entirely foreign. Malice closed her eyes and inhaled the clean, slightly sweaty scent of Xike. He smelled like coppery monster blood and gunpowder and the tang of woodsmoke. He smelled like the woods behind her childhood home: safe and dark and secret.

desperate:

“In our defence,” Vega said, throwing a hand out to smack Yalta in the mouth. “The map is very confusing.”

“It’s just a map,” Malice said.

“Just a map,” Vega hissed. “Just a map, she says. Look at that and tell me—no, what, actually, don’t, I think you’re a witch with the way you—”

“Maybe y’just can’t read,” Yalta said, muffled, before licking a stripe up the palm of Vega’s hand and making a face. “Eugh. Y’needa shower.”

“We… kind of all need showers,” Fin said, settling a hand on Yalta’s shoulder and shaking her a little when she made a movement as if to lunge at Vega. “Desperately.”

crave:

“I crave the protection and peace of mind that only a big-ass sword can offer,” Malice told Kej. “Maybe even two big-ass swords.”

tag games taglist (ask to be + / -): @47crayons ,  @sleepy-night-child ,  @bladeverbena ,  @drippingmoon ,  @vellichor-virgo ,  @maderilien ,  @writing-is-a-martial-art ,  @wiz-is-sorta-a-writer ,  @thelaughingstag ,  @mj-is-writing ,  @hellowkatey ,  @rickshaww ,  @gayskywalkcrs ,  and anyone else who wants to do this !! your words are head, bent, slant, handle, and tip! 

#word find tag #tag games #solipsismisillegible #malice in wonderland

[k7l4d4]

A New Perspective: Owl House AU Story Part 2

Hello all, this is the second part of the collaboration between myself and the talented Flamestar50, give em a hand folks!! To note, I’ve cleaned up and proofread the work they provided, but this is definitely the result of Flame’s hard work and skill. Everybody Clap Your Hands!!!

Eda and Luz stood stunned at the group of people that had managed to crush Lilith.

“Stay back Luz,” Eda warned, but as Luz continued to approach the group, Eda rolled her eyes at the brush-off to her warning.

“Oh god what the hell happened.” One of the people groaned.

“Are you guys okay?” Luz said, leaning closer to the group. As she took in the appearance of them, her eyes widened. “Gus, Willow, Amity? What are you guys doing here? And who are these other people? She asked, gazing at the unfamiliar faces. Suddenly, another face in the pile caught her attention. Wait, that couldn’t be, i-it was-

“IMPOSTOR!!!” Luz yelled, pointing a finger at, well, herself.

“Who are you!?” The impostor Luz yelled back.

“I’m you! Wait, no, I’m me, and you’re PRETENDING to be me. What are you doing, pretending to be me with my friends you, you POSER!” Luz spat.

“I’m not the poser, you are!!” The “impostor” spat back.

“Um, someone better explain what’s going on here, and soon,” Eda asked, completely ignoring Lilith’s muffled protests and complaints over being sat on.

“Alright, there’s only one way to see who the real Luz is!” King announced from the floor. “What is Luz’s favorite... BOOK SERIES!”

“The Good Witch Azura.” Both Luz’s answered confidently, and in perfect sync to boot.

“Okay, this is gonna be tougher than I thought.” King sighed.

“Um, hello.” A soft voice called from the door. All faces turned to it, and saw Amity entering the house, Gus and Willow following closely behind.

“Hi Luz, I came over hear for the study session, and- Oh my Titan...” Amity gasped as she saw a group of familiar and unfamiliar faces sprawled across the floor, and two Luz’s aggressively pointing at one another.

“OH MY GOD THERE’S AN IMPOSTOR AMITY TOO!?” Luz gasped. “How will I know who the real Amity is?”

“What are you doing to my Luz?” Amity glared at her second self.

“I didn’t do anything! It was your Luz who brought us here!” The other Amity shot back.

“*GASP*! Luz! Are you trying to make clones of me!?” Amity whirled towards Luz, a blush blooming across her face.

“What? NO, of course not, at least, I don’t think so... Wait, did I just clone everyone!?” Luz gasped.

“I’M A CLONE!?” “Impostor” Gus shrieked.

“Wait, if you all are clones, than who are you?” Luz asked, pointing to the scary older girl glowering at them beneath her beanie, a metal bat slung over her shoulder.

“What do you mean, that’s my, I mean your, actually our older sister, Victoria.” Alter Luz said, sidling up closer to Luz, a look of slight confusion on her face.

But, I don’t have a sister.” Luz stated.

“Yes you do, you have two.” Alter Luz countered.

“No, I’m an only child.” The two stared in blatant bewilderment at each other, before they started screaming in confusion, provoking a commotion of panicked yelling among the groups.

“Um, shouldn’t you do something?” King asked, looking up towards Eda, who was currently sipping her Apple Blood, snickering at the scene before her.

“Nah, this is kinda entertaining.” She snorted.

“EDALYN!” Lilith managed to shout over the ruckus.

Eda wryly blinked in her sister’s direction. “Oh, I forgot you were there. Alright, calm down kids, could you all get off my sister, you’re currently squishing her to death.” The group awkwardly shuffled away as Eda helped her sister to her feet. Lilith quietly mumbled out a thanks before muttering to herself as she fixed her messed-up hair.

Putting her hands on her chin, with a sly grin, Eda continued. “Okay, let’s start over. What exactly happened here?”

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Vela sat hunched on the couch, fidgeting nervously. After this world’s Luz explained about the Potion, and the shard, and her group explained about the portal that appeared and sucked them in, Lilith had retreated, muttering about needing to research, before excusing herself to find some books and do just that. In the mean time, everybody had split up into their individual groups.

Both Luz’s were currently talking to Victoria, who was smugly showing off her glyph inscribed metal bat. Both Willows and Guses were having a pleasant chat, while Sallix, their Willow’s older sister, was... asleep. Yeah, only Sallix Park could be the type of person capable of falling asleep while being sucked into a portal leading to another dimension.

Vela’s little sister, Amity, was having a conversation with her counterpart as well. Vela honestly couldn’t understand her younger sister could stay so calm in a situation like this. Speaking of calm, Amaryllis, Vela’s older sister, was currently chatting pleasantly with the Owl Lady. It was strange to see her smiling, as she usually had this cold demeanor that stopped anyone from approaching her.

But, back in their world, Amaryllis admired the Owl Lady, A LOT. Perhaps it was the same here? Most likely. Other than that, all that was left was Luz’s other older sister, Mari, who was... wait a minute, where was Mari!? Vela began frantically scanning the room in a panic. Mari was nowhere in sight.

“Oh no.” Vela whispered. Mari was a great person at heart, she really was. But, she was also insanely curious, to the point that she would gladly break into people’s lockers and sneak into their houses. Leaving her alone was probably the worst thing you could do. Vela quickly got to her feet, scampering over to Amaryllis, who was standing alone while Eda went to get some more drinks.

“Amaryllis, do you know where Mari is?” Vela whimpered.

“Why do you care?” The older girl responded with an annoyed glance, as though Vela was wasting her time.

“I-I just n-need to find her.” She stuttered. Amaryllis rolled her eyes.

“I think she went upstairs,” She said, jerking a thumb in the direction of the stairs, before turning and walking away. Vela breathed out shakily. She felt kind of dumb being scared of her own sister, but how could she not be? The only reason she asked Amaryllis is because she is ALWAYS watching her surroundings. She knows everything. Vela hurriedly padded up the stairs.

“Mari?” Vela called quietly. There was a slight shuffling coming from one of the rooms. Vela quietly cracked one of the doors open, only to find Mari going through the Owl Lady’s Nest!!

“Mari! What are you Doing!?” Vela exclaimed quietly.

“Huh?” Mari turned, spotting Vela. “Oh, Hi Vela. I’m looking through the Owl Lady’s stuff to see how different she is from the one back home.”

“Mari, we just talked about this last night, you can’t just do stuff like that.” Vela whimpered, grabbing the other girl’s arm and pulling her away.

“But Vela, it’s for the sake of research.” Mari pouted. As Vela and Mari exited the room, a figure before them made them both freeze.

“Hey, what are you guys doing up here?” Luz asked. As she didn’t appear to be mad, it was probably Counter Luz.

“We, um, were looking for the... bathroom.” Vela said quickly.

“Oh, it’s at the end of the hall.” Luz smiled, pointing towards the bathroom.

“Okay, thank you,” Vela said, pulling Mari with her, who was waving goodbye.

“No problem!” Luz said happily. Finally, once the two were inside, Vela locked the door.

“Mari!” Vela said, whirling towards the girl. “Are you crazy?”

“Vela, your overreacting. It was a simple scanning, nothing bad.”

“You broke into the room of a woman from another dimension!”

“Vela, calm down.”

“Calm down!? How can I stay calm at a time like this? We’re in a new world with your sisters, my sisters, Willow and her sister, not to mention Gus, and we don’t know how, or even if we can get back home!! Oh Titan, this is going to be horrible for my studies!” Vela started pacing, her breath growing more frantic. “ I CANNOT get another low grade. If I get just one more, Mom is going to kill me! She’s already so...”

“Vela!” Mari exclaimed, taking the girl’s shaking hand. “I need you to breathe, just breathe. Listen, we’re going to be okay! We have each other, and together, we’ll make it through!” Vela nodded, her breathing having evened out, as Mari placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

“Hey, I know, let’s go talk to Lilith. I’m sure she’ll have found something in her research that’ll make you feel less worried!” Vela smiled.

“Alright, but you have to promise you won’t go snooping around the house.”

“Fine. I’ll try.” Mari sighed. Vela nodded in content.

“Ready?” Mari asked, taking her hand.

“Ready.” Vela nodded as they stepped out of the bathroom.

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Victoria lay sprawled on the couch, watching as her youngest sister and her counterpart chatted away about magic, and Azura Book Clubs. It was honestly amazing how those two could fawn over a fictional book series, despite being from different dimensions. Even Amaryllis was making the most of the situation, chatting away with the Owl Lady. God, she is such a fangirl.

Victoria, on the other hand, couldn’t wait to get back home. As much fun as this unexpected visit turned out to be, she had her own life to get back to. Suddenly, Lilith, followed by Mari and Vela, walked into the room. At the sight of Lilith’s uncertain expression, all Victoria could think was,

“Oh no, what’s the bad news?”

“Ahem, if I may have everyone’s attention?” The whole room turned to look at Lilith.

“What’s up sis?” Eda asked.

“Well, after carefully studying the potion, along with a bit of research, I believe I have figured out how the portal occurred. You see, Luz’s Potion was designed to generate a portal between two points depending upon where the bottle was thrown. The door used to travel between the Demon Realm and the Human Realm contained a material known as Titan’s Blood, which opens rifts between worlds. The two interacting resulted in the portal opening to alternate worlds manifesting. The problem is, I have no idea what occurred to bring the children’s alternates and their alternate’s siblings here.” Lilith finished, looking slightly concerned.

“And what does that mean for us?” Victoria spoke up.

“Until I figure out exactly what occurred to bring you all here, I’m afraid I cannot guarantee you all a way home.” There it was, the news they had all been dreading. Vela let out a little hiss, while Amity and Willow exchanged concerned glances.

“So, what’s gonna happen now,” Luz asked.

“Well, you kids are gonna need a place to crash,” Eda stated. ”And I think its best if you kids split up.”

“Split up!” Mari exclaimed.

“Look kid, I like all of you, I really do, but there’s no way in hell I’m having everyone plus some total strangers crash at my place, and even if I wanted to, I don’t have enough space for everyone!” She said, throwing up her arms.

“I believe the most logical option is for everyone to take their counterparts and others home with them.” Lilith added.

“But, what about our parents?” Willow asked.

“Don’t you worry, I’ll help talk to them.” Eda assured her. After a bit more arranging, it was time for everyone to leave. Mr. and Mrs. Blight were out of town on business, which came as a relief to everyone. Eda and Lilith went to escort Willow and Gus home, giving them a chance to work things out with their parents.

“Alright Luz, take care of our guests, and don’t break anything while I’m gone. I’m trusting you!” Eda called from the door.

“Don’t worry Eda, you can count on me!” Luz yelled back.

“See ya in a bit kid,” Eda waved, before slamming the door shut, ignoring Hooty’s muffled shout.

“Well, it’s just us now.” Luz said, feeling awkward. She had been left with her counterpart Luz, along with her two sisters, Mari and Victoria. There was an uncomfortable silence between the group.

“Sorry about this whole mess, guys.” She said quietly, kicking her feet.

“Yeah, you should be.” Victoria snapped gruffly.

“Victoria!” Counter Luz scolded.

“What? It’s her fault we’re stuck in this mess. You think I wanted to spend my day like this!?” Victoria spat back. Luz’s expression fell, and Victoria instantly felt guilty.

“I’m gonna go downstairs,” She sighed, excusing herself. Once she was out of sight, Luz let out a small whimper.

“Hey, don’t worry about her. She just gets a bit snappy when she’s stressed.” Mari reassured, gently rubbing Luz’s back.

“I know, I just feel so guilty for dragging you all into this mess!”

“Hey, it’s okay,” Counter Luz chided. “We’re just going to have to make the most of this.”

“Yeah, we can do this, Lilith will find a way back for you guys soon, I’m sure of it!” Luz nodded. Now, if only she could convince herself she was right.

#the owl house #owl house au #A New Perspective AU #owl house beta #owl house pilot #lilith clawthorne #eda clawthorne #luz noceda #amity blight #willow park #king the owl house #gus porter #vela blight #mari noceda #amaryllis blight #victoria noceda #sallix park

[7thqueen]

Children Back in Time

Bellatrix laid on the hard ground, unable to move. The piercing wounds she received from Greyback's claws continued to bleed through her dress. She laid on her front, her eyes open and aware but her body not able to move.

She could hear explosions and muttered spells. She moved her eyes to look around. She was on the stairs leading to the bridge and from where she laid down she can see the billowing robes of the person she used to call master.

He had his back turned around them, fighting someone Bellatrix can't see in her position.

She wants to kill him.

She wants to take her eyes back.

She wants her revenge.

She wants to avenge a future she saw that is yet to happen.

She wants to move.

She blinked her eyes, clearing the daze in her mind. Her hands twitched, she couldn't feel her wand in them.

She kept trying to have control over her body. "Episkey" she muttered the spell weakly. The gaping wound in her stomach didn't close one bit but instead only the scratches in her arms closed.

She's weak and drained. Fighting Greyback, Dolohov and two more members of the Dark Lord's circle was hard in her situation. She couldve defeated them if it weren't for the curse.

Bellatrix gritted her teeth as she muttered a numbing spell over her body. She sighed when she felt the pain fade to a dull pulse in her skin. She pushed herself up, she cant find her wand,not that she needs it that much anyway.

She stands up using the wall as support, ignoring the way her leg buckled, it was probably weak and strained but it wasnt felt because of the spell she casted on her body.

She stood at full height, she looked around. People were crowded some distance away from her. She looked at the dark lord's direction and she stopped rigid at what she saw.

Narcissa was on the ground, holding a limp body of Andromeda blood on her mouth, lying on her folded leg was an unconscious Draco. At least Bellatrix thought he was unconscious.

A few distance from them was a lying body of the boy who lived. Narcissa was crying and Bellatrix felt an incredible amount of anger come though her at the sight.

She had never seen Narcissa look so broken.

And now she she did.

Andy was getting closer to deaths door.

Draco probably tried fighting back but still lost.

And the boy was already lying face down like she did earlier.

She could see the dark lord point his wand at them. And in instant Bellatrix Moved.

She didn't think about what to do. Her speed was a blur as she appeared behind Narcissa. Putting her hand in the air she casted the strongest shield she can muster before the green color of Voldemort's spell she reached them.

"Bella!" Narcissa cried out, looking behind her shoulder. "It's okay" Bellatrix comforted through her teeth, her attention and focus bleeding through her shield.

"I'll defeat him" she gritted her teeth when she felt the center of her body churn painfully. Her shield was standing strong but her magic is almost drained.

"He's too strong Bella and your magic is wavering" Narcissa reminded Bellatrix of her predicament as she stepped forward in front of her sister.

She casted the same spell again and again while Voldemort stood in front of her, amusement painted on his pale face.

" And here I thought you died already Bella" Voldemort sneered at her but Bella didnt listen as she tried to shrink the distance between them.

They rounded each other, Bellatrix not putting her shield down. Her wounds bleeding faster, wetting her black dress a darker shade.

She felt blood come up her throat. Internal Bleeding, she surmised but didn't give ground with her shield.

They slowly rounded each other. She could see Voldemort also having a bit pf a hard time with the prolonged spell.

They have both been weakened by their previous fights. She focused all her attention to her shield, waiting for a moment for the spell to weaken before lunging to attack.

She could see the people of Hogwarts hover the end of the bridge, watching with stricken face, wondering who would win. Bellatrix likes to think it's her because she would still be better than Voldemort.

Her magic was rapidly draining now, her wound opening and bleeding. She even swallowed the blood that threatened to come out her mouth, it wasnt wise to show your state to your enemy. It can be easily used against you.

Then suddenly, out of nowhere, there were cracks of apparation. Before Voldemort and her can even look, the largest and biggest 'Bombarda Maxima' exploded at her face.

It was Vela's spell, mixed with Delphi's lightning and Rigel's enchantment. It was deadly amd she would've been blown by the spell if it werent for the another spell of protego that layered her own.

"Bellatrix" her eyes widened comically at the voice. Her body gave out as she crumpled to the floor, either from her spell or the voice, the dark witch wasnt sure.

"..Muddy.." Bellatrix muttered the name weakly after puking the blood out her system.

".. your here.." Bellatrix closed her eyes when Hermione gave her a short hug.

"I'm sorry for being so late" Hermione looked sincerely guilty as she wrapped Bellatrix's hand on her shoulder as support.

"..mom!" The combined voices of her children, Delphi, Vela and Rigel echoed in Bellatrix's ears.

"Were okay!" Rigel shouted over the distance. He had Draco by the neck, while Delphi quickly went to Andromedo, probably to heal While Vela was helping Narcissa stand up, and Bellatrix finally noticed the bloodied legs of her sister.

"Quickly! Get out of here!" Hermione shouted back. She saw clear hesitation on her children's eyes.

"But-"

"Go!"

It was Bellatrix this time and they quickly apparated away. Obeying through gritted teeth and anxious eyes.

She felt an explosion sound again and both of them turned again. The spell they casted to Voldemort was still exploding, buzzing with deadly fire, lightning and enchantment Rigel provided in the spell.

"Drink this" Bellatrix blindedly drank the potion, and suddenly she was aware that her numbing spell has faded. She could've fallen to the ground again if it weren't for Hermione's support.

She felt her wounds heal and start to close up but her magic was still drained.

"Harry's still here" Hermione stated when she nearly stumbled upon the battered body of her friend. Bellatrix didn't say anything, focusing on the painful stitching of her wound.

"Take him away" Bellatrix said when the pain faded a bit. "But what about you?! I can't just leave you here alone!" Hermione glanced between the two but Bellatrix gave her a hard look.

"You're not going to leave me here alone right?" Bellatrix chuckled at her.

"Of course not!"

"That's why you should take him away, I trust you to come back"

"What if-"

" I can still hold my ground until you come back. Its not like your gonna leave for a minute" Bellatrix tried to play lightly. Taking the boy away would just be added to the list of people who won't die today.

"Give me the wand" she ordered before Hermione could say anything else. "Go, the sooner you leave, the faster you can come"

She gave Hermione a hard kiss before the crack of apparition popped in front of her.

She gripped the foreign wand in her hand. It was too thin.

She pointed it to the exploding spell Voldemort was trapped in. "Bombarda"

Nothing happened. She spat on the ground in frustration. The wand won't listen to her. She could see the trap was getting weaker, Voldemort can break it anytime now.

Absolute. Magical. Control

She chanted in her head. She had to make the wand bend to her will no matter what happens.

She closed her eyes to help her focus. She tuned out the sound of explosion, the air, the tumbling rubbles and rhe thunder happening above her head and even when there were suddenly multiple sounds of apparition that happened behind her. She didnt react.

In whatever that's left of her magic, she channeled it through the wand in her hand.

Listen to me, just this once. Just until this fight. Just until he's defeated. She pleaded but the wand isnt reacting yet.

Listen here you piece of stick. Bend to my will or I will break you! Were at war and your not in the position to fucking choose! Your boy lost and I am the only one who can use you right now! I wont lose a future that I desperately wanted just because you wont listen!..

Bellatrix pushed a surge of magic through the stick before feeling it connect with her magic.

She opened her eyes to see four backs against her. " I knew you wouldn't listen" she stated, walking to level with Hermione.

"Family comes first mom"

Vela muttered with a smile.

When the exploding spell finally broke, Hermione instantly reached for bellatrix's hand. Threading them together.

She could instantly feel her magic dance with Bellatrix. The familiar sensation giving her comfort that they are doing this together.

The way their magic seemed to amplify each other was the only thing they can use against Voldemort. Bellatrix looked down at her and Hermione smiled.

Together.

"We'll distract him until you can prepare the spell" Delphi muttered before the three of them disappeared in light speed ad appearing at the spell they casted earlier.

"Be careful" Hermione called out in the air, aware that the Three would hear it.

"Can we still cast it?" Hermione held Bellatrix by the waist. She could feel the blood wetting her hand. She stopped the tears that was stinging her eyes, it wasnt time to be showing weaknesses.

"We have to. But I have barely enough magic" Bellatrix leaned at the younger brunnette, caressing hairs away from a dirty face. Her eyes were worried and anxious and Bellatrix's situation is not making it better.

"We can use mine" Hermione answered. "We havent tried it yet but we have to do it. If its not enough, we can ask the kids"

Bellatrix grinned at the way Hermione said 'her kids'. Her heart warming up at the fact that she has a family now and that they were all fighting to have a better future.

"Okay" she agreed. She took out her own dagger while Hermione took out her wand. They boh began carving.

Hermione kept wincing at the pain, she would've applied a numbing spell but they have to conserve every drop of magic they have.

Bellatrix was an instant in carving in her wrist. The curse of her dagger would help in the spell. The elven runes bled in her wrist but she kept carving. She would carve everything she can in her own wrist in order to minimize the runes Hermione would apply.

Bellatrix already filled the front of her wrist with the bloodied runes. She flipped jer wrist and then dug her dagger.

"One more line" she comforted Hermione when she was finished and when that final line bled into the skin, it glowed. Hermione looked at the dark witch in the eye, praying silently that it will work. She held Bellatrix by the cheek and the dark witch let their foreheads meet.

They chanted.

Survey the Heavens, Open the Heavens... All the stars, far and wide... Show me thy appearance... With such shine. Oh Tetrabiblos...

Voldemort’s eyes widened at the incantation and when he realized it was a sealing curse he panicked. 

Noticing the flustered look, Delphi conjured a spear with her magic before throwing it at the man’s position. It traveled through the air, Vela casted her own magic on the black spear, wrapping in the spear in glowing flames while Rigel poured his magic into it, enlarging the black material of magic until the tip of the magic was already as tall as them.

The spear raced through the air while Vela and Rigel combined hands to cast their own Incarcerous at Voldemort’s feet. The spear hit straight to the dark man’s chest but it didnt kill him. Instead, the magical spear pinned Voldemort to the wall of the bridge. The sound of scream that came from the man’s throat was music to Bellatrix’s ears but she didnt let it get her out of her focus. 

I am the ruler of the stars... Aspect become complete... Open thy malevolent gate. Oh 88 Stars of the heaven...

A swirl of white and gold magic mixed at Hermione and Bellatrix’s feet before expanding into the floor in what Hermione could recognize as a magic circle. The white and gold kept getting bigger and bigger as they kept chanting. Hermione could already feel the draining of her magic but she kept going.

Delphi crumbled to the floor on her kneess in an effort to keep the spear in Voldemort’s body. The spear was a hard to keep up, it was a spell meant to disappear as soon as it hits its target but she’s keeping it right there, to bind Voldemort to the wall, despite the screams and spells he flung out of his wand towards her direction. 

Vela and Rigel had the perfect teamwork in exchanging between offense and defense, keeping up their own magic with Delphi was hard but they had it easier than their eldest. Vela sent out another flaming spell that managed to almost break the bridge at the power. Rigel casted a shield, strong enough to stand the heat and fire that almost enveloped them and their parents.

Spirit to Body...

Hermione looked around them before meeting Bellatrix’s eyes, they were focused and hard but when they contacted, they softened before they focused again.

Body to Mine...

Bellatrix pulled her closer.

As I chant...

Bellatrix focused on her magic, leaking it into her words as she chanted the spell.

Undo the Bind,

Bellatrix moved to change their position. She wrapped her right on Hermione’s waist while the other left threaded with Hermione. Hermione thinks the position looks a lot like a tango position but she didn’t say anything. They pointed their threaded finger at the binded Voldemort. 

What Now Holds..

My soul to me..

Vela, Rigel and Delphi moved away when the shine of the spell was starting to become blinding. 

With this spell

Now set it free!

This was just draft guys hahaha. Pardon the lack of details and proper conveying of whats happening

#bellatrix lestrange #bellatrix black #Bellamione #Hermione x Bellatrix #Hermione Granger #voldemort #fight

[frustratedpoetwrites]

Where do we go from here?

This is almost like a reprieve in the middle of my story, just some letters Harry sent and some he received around the same time Ginny and Hermione went back to Hogwarts.

If you want to read from the beginning on Ao3 here

Chapter seven:  Letters

                   Gin

     It’s only been a day since I said goodbye to you and I miss you already. I hope you are settling back to school ok and the memories you have are kind. Let me know how your Quidditch tryouts go, I know you are going to be an amazing captain, much better than me. The plans you made up before you left are brilliant I hope you find good players that will do them justice.

   I have finally finished the mountain of forms I had to fill in at the Auror department and have been introduced to my training officer. His name is Robin Armitage and he really knows his stuff, he reminds me a lot of moody, but I would never tell him that.  Apparently, they had a feud. The training is tough, but nothing I can’t handle, as long as I pass my next round of exams I will be able to go out in the field. Ron is doing great too, though he has been grumbling about the paperwork and how much he misses Hermione.

   I saw George yesterday after I left kings cross, he sends his love and wants you to take a few products to try out, I’m not sure that would be the best of ideas but I told him I would ask. 

  I might be seeing you sooner than you think as I have to visit Kreacher and Professor McGonagall, although I don’t have a confirmed date yet, hopefully, I’ll get a chance to see you too.

   Last night when I laid down in my bed all I could think about was you, and the way you fill my world with your love. My bed felt very empty. I want to be honest, I want to pour my heart out to you on these pages but you know I’m not good at expressing myself with words. I’ll let my actions do the talking next time I see you. 

 All my love forever 

Harry x

   Hermione 

I hope you are still finding time to get yourself in trouble without myself and Ron to keep you from studying all the time. I hope that you and Ginny are helping each other to cope with the memories of last year. I think I’m onto something at work and I wanted to ask if you would check if there are any books about house-elf laws and if there are registers of them moving to other houses. I’m not currently permitted into the ministry archives unless I have a specific reference, and I found very little in the ministry’s ransacked library. Don’t worry I’m not trying to get rid of Kreacher I’m just working on a theory I have about house-elves that belong to death eaters. If I get a chance I’ll try to explain to you in person, as I don’t want to put too much in a letter. Just in case he hasn’t told you, Ron, is really missing you and he is being a miserable prat about it. I am missing you too it’s taking me twice as long to figure things out and I had to go to the library myself! Haha only joking. I miss having you to talk to every day it’s not the same in a letter. Please tell me how Ginny is coping for real, I know she will put on a brave front for me and not want me to worry, but I worry regardless and I trust you to tell me the truth. Hogwarts must be packed this year with double the first years and all the eighth years back. If you need someone to talk to you know I’m always here for you. 

 Love your friend

Harry 

     Harry

   So I’ve just finished try-outs for the team and I have to say I’m feeling pretty confident. The team is pretty much the same as when you were captain apart from finding replacements for yourself and Ron. Our seeker is a second-year called Drew and he is so fast on his broom and has a pretty good eye too. Finding a new keeper has been quite a bit more difficult, I had plenty of chasers but no decent keepers, but then Dean offered to switch positions saying he used to play goalie when he played football. He’s pretty good has sharp reactions just needs to learn to move around the hoops more. So the new chaser I chose is a fourth-year called Scarlet and she is pretty amazing, has a great sense of where she is on the pitch. Now that I have a team I can properly get down to working out a few play strategies. I want the team well drilled and confident before everyone’s workload starts to pile up. Thankfully only Dean and I have to worry about NEWTS.  

Hermione has already started to gently remind me not to neglect my studies, but if I want to be good enough to play professionally then Quidditch is more like an exam. 

  It’s so strange being back here, the castle looks exactly the same as it did before the battle and I think in some ways that’s worse, like it’s been forgotten, but it hasn’t. I see the memorial every time I go into the grounds it is quite beautiful in its simplicity.

    The new Transfiguration Professor is a very powerful looking witch called Rita Tawny, she’s almost as intimidating as McGonagall, my first lesson with her was so difficult, the seventh year is so tough already. 

  The new defence against the dark arts professor is from beauxbatons, he’s got a lot of the girls in quite a flap as he’s pretty hot looking in a Greek statue sort of way, not my type at all though. He’s friends with Fleur, I saw her here yesterday. She was visiting him and we got to chatting about all sorts. And sorry Harry but she knows our secret, she says it’s part of her Vela blood that she knew without me saying anything. But anyway I asked her about the argument her and Bill had on your birthday and asked if everything was ok now. She told me it was all because Bill was offered the defence job but turned it down, that wasn’t why she was mad at him though. She was mad because he hadn’t told her about it at all and she had only found out when her friend Cyprien Moreau, who is our new professor, told her. Apparently, Bill is still a bit put out because Fleur and Professor Moreau used to have a casual relationship, whatever that is. 

She gave me some great advice and a few things I want to try next time I get you alone. She also told me a really good birth control charm so we won’t have to worry about the muggle way, she also promised she won’t tell Bill. Hogsmeade still seems so far away right now I can’t wait to see you again. I hope you have something good planned and I’m hoping it involves as little clothing as possible. You better make sure you do see me if you visit the castle. I know you have that map so no excuses for not finding me. I miss you, so much. I hope your training is still going well and your training officer is making sure you keep up your studies too. 

I love you as much as there are stars in the sky and I can’t wait to be done with school for good so we can start our lives together.

 Always Yours

Love Ginny x  

     Mr. Potter

Thank you so much for agreeing to meet with me. I understand your reluctance to come into the profit offices directly. As such I have enclosed a list of dates I am available to meet with you at whatever location you would be most comfortable with. I am also happy with the non permitted areas of questioning. I am not in the least bit interested to write about your personal life and am not planning on asking any questions about it. Also at any time you are not happy with a line of questioning during the interview just say so. I look forward to hearing back from you. 

 Tom Francis 

Reporter Daily Prophet

Dear Mr. Potter

I cannot tell you how grateful we are to receive your generous donation to help us find and rehome all the displaced witches, wizards and their families.

Potter house is in a perfect location and has plenty of space for us to accommodate many. Please be assured that we are treating your family home and it’s contents with the highest of respect, and anything considered to be fragile or valuable has been relocated to either the attic space or to your vault. We are working hard to make your ancestral home a welcoming place once more and we hope you take the time to visit us once we are fully up and running.

Your Humble Servant

Sebastian Daniels

#tj writes #hinny #Harry Potter #post war canon

[kiwiimmellon134]

ONE LAST TIME

(not my gif!)

summary — in which the resistance’s best fights try and recruit one of the galaxy’s deadliest creature resulting in an unwanted reunion.

word count — 2k words

paring(s) — vampire hunter!poe dameron x fem!vampire!reader

warning(s) — blood, violence, and angst

notes — this vampire au is heavily based on the vampire diaries so this is gonna follow a lot of the supernatural lore of the show. and my first fic on this app, be gentle

Being a vampire wasn’t exactly your cup of tea when it first happened. But the longer you were a vampire, the more you got used to it and the more you embraced it. You were turned by Emperor Palptine himself, the first vampire.

You were the granddaughter of a Sith Lord and it was why Palpatine turned you in the first place. You were a member of the Original Bloodline, the first line of vampires.

The Sith vampires became power hungry and started a war that lasted one thousand years, and is still being fought till now. It began with the Empire, led by your grandmother and Anakin Skywalker.

But then, Luke Skywalker destroyed the Empire’s weapon, seemingly ending the war. Until the First Order rose under you and Kylo Ren.

The First Order had allies among the vampire species. They made sure to make allies with the most deadly creatures in the galaxy. Although, the Resistance had an alliance with the werewolves. Meanwhile, the witches were neutral. The playing field was even since a werewolf bite was toxin and dangerous to vampires.

You had left the First Order a while ago. You finally saw the evils the First Order was doing and left. You snuck away in the middle of the night. You were an ally the Resistance wanted.

General Leia Organa sent her best vampire hunter, Poe Dameron, and his two closest friends, Finn and Rey, to find a new ally for the Resistance. They ended up on a planet named Vela, in hopes of finding this new ally.

"Where did Leia say to search?" Rey asked as the trio walked down the street that was suspiciously empty.

"Here," Poe said, leading them to a bar. Poe, Finn, and Rey entered the bar and were met with a bloody dead body. "Gross," Finn said softly.

They turned into the main room of the bar and saw the horror that waited for them. Blood splattered on the walls and floor, bodies were scattered along the bar and there were some dismembered limbs as well.

Poe looked over at the broomstick resting against the wall. Poe snapped a piece of the broomstick off to make a stake. He only knew about one creature that could create this kind of mess.

Rey swallowed down the distaste in her mouth and felt sick to her stomach. "Holy shit," Rey whispered.

There, in the center of it all, was you, feeding on a dead body with her back facing the trio. You released the man's neck with a snarl and the man's head fell onto the ground with a disgusting thud. You turned around with blood-red eyes and grey veins trickling down from your eyes.

Your mouth and chin were covered in blood. "You've got to be kidding me," Poe commented.

Your eyes turned back to normal and she sighed. "You've got to be kidding me." You said. "Haven't seen you around here in a long time," You added.

"Been busy," Poe answered.

"You know her?" Finn asked.

"I dated her." Finn and Rey turned their heads to look at him, "You what?" Rey asked.

"It's a long story," Poe replied. "It was your typical forbidden romance," You interjected, "Vampire," You pointed to yourself, "Vampire hunter." You pointed to Poe.

"And don't forget the fact you're a manipulative bitch," Poe added.

"Ouch," You put her hand over her heart, "Did my betrayal hurt you that much?"

You met Poe when you were still with the First Order. You found out he was a vampire hunter not long after you met and you came clean about being a vampire to him.

You both tried to make it work. You really did. But you came from opposite sides of the war. Kylo found out about your relationship with him and gave you a choice.

You chose the First Order, which broke your heart but you wanted to stay on the First Order’s good side.

"Okay, who is she?" Rey asked softly.

You introduced yourself to them, "And I come from the Original bloodline. And I'm a Ripper." You explained, "You know what that means?"

When you were met with silence, you answered your own question. "It means I literally can't stop feeding until I tear your head off," You explained, your eyes slowly shifting back to red.

Rey and Finn slowly moved behind Poe since he was the only one relaxed in this situation. "I need to talk to her alone," Poe whispered back to his two friends.

"What?" Finn asked, "Did you not hear what she just said? She will kill you."

"She can't kill me even if she wanted to," Poe replied. He looked at you with a small smirk, "Not unless she wants to deal with me for the rest of her life."

"Don't remind me," You rolled her eyes.

"Let's just say I have supernatural immunity. Go wait outside. This won't take long." Poe said. Rey and Finn hesitantly nodded and left the bar. They were glad to get out of the bar though, it smelt ridiculously bad.

"And what exactly are you planning on doing with that?" You asked, looking down at the stake in his hand, "You think you can kill me? I'm two hundred years older than you."

"I can take you."

You laughed softly, shaking her head slightly. "When did you turn it off? Your humanity?" Poe asked. He knew you wouldn't do it unless you didn't care, if you didn't feel.

"Two years ago." You answered, "I just need to get on human blood. Get off of that rabbit diet my uncle put me on and get back to my roots." Poe glanced down at the floor for a quick moment. Two years ago? You broke up two years ago. Poe looked back up at you.

"General Leia thinks you'll make a good ally to the Resistance. I don't know why since you're the same selfish vampire I've always known." There was a time when Poe really believed you could do good. That you weren’t the same as your family that was currently trying to take over the galaxy.

Just like there was a time where you believed you could change. You wanted to change. For him.

Your face fell for a moment. Just a quick moment as you processed his words. Then, your face hardened again and you replied, "Fucking hell, I lie to you once and you won't let me live it down."

"You could've killed me," Poe argued.

"Yeah, well, I didn't. You know that stupid curse got in the way. Believe me, if the curse didn't exist, I would've torn you apart... And you know it." The Hunter's curse was the only thing stopping vampires such as you from killing hunters like Poe.

If a vampire killed a hunter, the spirit of the hunter would torment the vampire relentlessly for the end of time. Or if the vampire drove a stake through their own heart.

You wiped her chin with the back of your hand and sighed softly. "So, why are you here?" You asked, "You miss me?" You smirked.

"No, I don't," Poe replied, "The Resistance needs your help. We're just asking for some assistance. Then, once the war is over, you can go back to murdering people aimlessly."

"I'm not gonna help you. I like my little neutral alliance. It's... strangely peaceful. I get to kill whoever I want without caring if they're on your side of the First Order's side. And it's not like anyone could come after me. I'm a Sith vampire. I have as much supernatural immunity as you." You rambled.

You took a couple of steps closer to Poe and looked down at his neck, hearing his heartbeat.

You looked up into his eyes and licked your lips.

"Yeah... Thing is... I'm not necessarily asking." Poe said softly. Before you could process what he said, Poe grabbed your throat and slammed your back on a tabletop, holding you down by your neck. He brought up his other hand and stabbed the stake in your chest, causing you to yell in pain.

"Two more inches and I pierce your heart," Poe said, twisting the stake slightly in his hand. You groaned in pain. "So what's it gonna be?" Poe asked.

"God, you're hot..." You whispered softly. You put your hand on his wrist causing his hand to tighten ever so slightly around your throat. "When did you get so hot...?" Poe slowly drove the stake further in her chest, you winced in pain.

"Don't flirt with me."

Your eyes flicked down to the stake and back up at Poe. "You wouldn't..." You argued, "If you did, my entire bloodline would come after you."

"Not like they could kill me," Poe retorted.

"You think the curse is gonna stop them?" You asked, wincing in pain again, "You fuck with one of the Originals and the others will kill you. Curse or not. Besides... You care about me too much to kill me."

Poe leaned down and whispered in your ear, "I couldn't care less about you. Gotta be honest, I might even hate you. So, it looks like our little love story ends here."

You tightened your grip on his wrist and twisted it, pulling his hand off of your neck and a loud snap echoed through the bar. Poe shouted in pain, which alerted Rey and Finn outside, and you kicked him off of her. You pulled the stake out of your heart and got off of the table, the wound already healing.

You grabbed his throat, like what he did to you, and stabbed the stake in his gut, expertly missing everything important. "You hate me?" You asked as Poe groaned from the pain, "That sounds like the beginning of a love story, Poe. Not the end of one." You heard the bar doors open and the footsteps of Rey and Finn coming.

You let go of Poe and used her vampire speed to leave the room before Rey and Finn came into the bar. "Poe!" Finn shouted as he and Rey rushed to Poe's side.

"She doesn't want to help," Poe winced.

"We noticed." Rey retorted.

Poe was fine after a long period of rest. You disappeared again, flying under the First Order's and the Resistance's radar. But Poe's seen the messes she left behind, the amount of people you killed made Poe second guess his belief that you could be good.

The war ended after many more months of fighting. The Resistance didn't need your help to win, but you still would've been a powerful enemy against the First Order. A lot of the vampires went into hiding and the galaxy finally felt peace.

Currently, Poe was back on Yavin IV, his home planet, tending to his x-wing with BB-8 beside him. BB-8 let out an alarmed beep, making Poe turn around. Lingering in the shadows was a figure Poe knew all too well.

"What the hell are you doing here?" He asked. You stepped out from the overhead shadow and into the light, "I heard the war's over." Poe looked at BB-8, not saying anything. BB-8 turned and rolled away from you two.

"What do you want?" Poe asked.

"I wanted to see you," You replied. "I've been thinking about—"

"—Save it. I don't want to play your games." Poe interrupted.

"Us," You finished her sentence anyways, "I've been thinking about us."

"There is no more 'us'. Not after everything." Poe pointed at you and took one large stride closer to you, "You did this to us."

"And you're right. I know what I did..." You trailed off. Poe could hear the softness in your voice, something was different from the last time they spoke in that bar. "I just... I'm sorry." You spoke softly.

"You turned your humanity back on, didn't you?" Poe asked.

"And I'm off human blood," You continued, "I stopped killing." Poe knew that statement was true, the killings dropped immensely toward the end of the war. You did stop killing.

"Just... Give me another chance. Don't give up on me... please." You pleaded.

"Tell me you didn't come here with the expectation that I would take you back just because you can feel emotions again." You frowned and glanced down.

"I just wanted to see you," You replied, "One last time..." You whispered.

"What does that mean?" Poe questioned.

"I'm..." You trailed off, stumbling slightly because your knees gave out from under you. Poe quickly threw out his arms and caught you before you could hit the ground.

"What’s going on?" Poe asked.

"Some werewolves jumped me a couple days ago..." You explained softly. You grabbed your jacket sleeve and slowly rolled it up your forearm, exposing the infected bite. Poe stared down at the bite mark, shocked.

"Heh... I'm dying..." You chuckled lightly, smiling weakly. Poe reached down and picked up your legs, carrying you bridal style.

"What're you—"

"—Shh."

Poe carried you back to his house and laid you down on his couch in the living room. Poe crouched down beside you and you shifted, getting comfortable.

"Poe..." You muttered.

"Just relax," Poe replied. Poe gently reached up and tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear.

"I know... You hate me," You began softly, "And that's fine. But I..." You gently put your hand on his cheek, "I love you, Poe. I always have."

He mumbled your name, then used his hand to lower yours.

"What I felt was real... And I hope what you felt was real too... I just want to ask you one thing." You continued.

"What is it?" Poe asked softly.

"You know no vampire has survived a werewolf bite. And you know how painful a bite is in its final stages... I just want you to..." You stopped, taking deep breaths.

"You're asking me to kill you?" Poe asked.

"You didn't seem to have a problem with it at the bar..." You replied, "Please... I wouldn't have it any other way." Poe looked down in deep thought.

"There's no way around this. I'm not gonna live..." You laughed slightly, trying to lighten the mood, "This... This is where our love story ends." Despite the weak smile on your face, tears escaped your eyes.

Poe felt tears prick his eyes, "What about your family?"

"I don't even know where they are..." You answered. "Just do this one thing for me..."

Poe remained silent and stood up. "I'll be right back. Try and rest," He said softly. Poe walked away from you, thinking about his options.

He didn't have many. Let you suffer from the werewolf bite or... just put you out of her misery now. There was no cure for a werewolf bite. You were going to die.

Poe entered his room, feeling a heavy weight on his heart. He didn't want to admit it out loud but he did care about her. Deep down. He did.

Poe pulled out a duffle bag from underneath his bed and unzipped it. He reached inside and pulled out a stake. Poe exited his room and headed back toward you.

Poe gently lifted up your upper body and slipped on the couch under you, resting you back on his chest, putting the stake on the coffee table in front of the couch.

"Hey," Poe said softly, "I'm here. Just breathe."

You slowly looked up at him, "I can't believe I'm about to die with the entire galaxy thinking I'm a monster... Including you," You said.

"You're not a monster. I spent a long time blaming you for what happened between us. I'm sorry. You deserve peace." Poe said, his voice shaking slightly. Your gaze fell and she saw the stake sitting on the table

"Look at me," Poe mumbled, grabbing your chin and turning your head back up to him.

"Careful. I might think you actually care about me." You joked, your breaths getting shallower and shallower.

"Maybe I do." Poe replied, keeping his voice quiet and soft. Poe moved his hand to grab the stake from the table. Your eyes followed his movements.

"Hey, look at me," Poe said, seeing you look away. You gazed back up at him, "Just keep your eyes on me, yeah? Just look at me. Nothing else." You nodded again.

Poe brought the tip of the stake to your chest with shaky hands and then felt your hand on his, telling him that it's okay. "Don't forget me, okay?" You asked softly.

"I won't..." Poe answered, "I'll never forget you." Poe said softly, tears building in his eyes.

You nodded, tears falling down your face. You could feel him moving his hand back. "Wait," You whispered, using your hand to stop his hand, "Tell me you love me... Even if it's a lie. Please..."

"I love you." Poe replied with a shaky tone. Those words brought you a strange sense of peace. You finally felt peace. You leaned your head against his chest and closed your eyes. Poe pulled his hand back slightly and then stabbed your heart.

You gasped and Poe finally let the tears fall. Poe rested his chin on top of your head. Poe looked down and watched your body turn a dark grey color. You were desiccating. You were dead.

Poe sighed defeatedly and planted a kiss on top of your head. "I love you." Poe repeated quietly.

my one tag lol : @damndamer0n

#poe dameron x reader #poe dameron #star wars #poe dameron x you #writing

[gaygryffindorgal]

the goldcrests; vela the blood-witch

vela the blood-witch was born some time in the early to mid 10th century. she was a powerful seer and a user of blood magic. she lived in the woods, preying on villagers to steal infants, whose blood she used to remain young. in the last decades of the 10th century, she met and allied herself with eadric spinebreaker a powerful wizard intent on conquering the british isles. the two married and eadric achieved greatness with the help of vela before his untimely death (some say it was vela's doing, after eadric was no longer useful to her). after that, vela focused on the son they had together, elyris, and shaped him into a great leader. she fled with baby elyris and hid him from eadric's enemies, biding her time. when elyris was old enough, he returned to continue his father's work, while vela mysteriously disappeared, never to be heard from again. vela was the one to receive the goldcrest prophecy and she shared it with eadric. vela saw the opportunity to seize power and influence through eadric and she took it, effectively becoming the mastermind behind the entire goldcrest rebellion.

vela belongs to @potionboy3

#vela the blood witch #hp founders era #hogwarts founders era #the goldcrest family #*mine #*goldcrests #she's barbie he's just eadric #a barbie who bathes in the blood of newborns :)))) #i'm on a roll tonight apparently

[potionboy3]

oc asks: character design edition @gaygryffindorgal thanks for the ask!

for kit enfield:

what's your oc's formal look? do they like dressing up? do they have different looks for different occasions?

yes kit loves dressing up, but rarely gets a chance because he's poor and in the army. so the first one is more of a what if he wasn't in the army....

the second one is for modern kit who also is poor but who still knows how to rock anything.

what's your oc's lazy-day look? how do they like to dress when they're winding down?

ww1 kit without his uniform in something he would wear at home (he also seems to spend this time without wearing that much clothes at all from time to time) and modern kit also loves a good lazy day.

for florian griffin kavinsky:

what would your oc's alternate universe look be? if they're a fantasy character, what's their modern look? if they're sci-fi, what's their fantasy look? what au would you want to see your oc in, and how would they dress themself? bonus: prompt an au!

well i'll never use these looks for my guy so here's him as a knight/prince of some sort, could be founders au.

for vela:

does your oc have any weapons? what weapons do they carry, and how do they wear them when they're not fighting?

she can use any weapon but mostly prefers swords and daggers. and i do have to mention the blood magic cause that's her biggest weapon.

what jewelry does your oc wear? does it have any meaning?

here are some that she could wear. and the meaning behind them is her own magic or her husband.

#kit enfield #griffin kavinsky #vela the blood witch #hp ww1 era #hp modern era #hp ww1 fankids #hogwarts founders era #ask games #i love kit so much that i went a little crazy with these but damn he is so precious #also finn in this au is inspiring me to make one out of charles 😂 #finn also got super dark hair for this but he is definitely not this dark haired usually he's more sandy blond

[oreos-and-pepitos]

YES, SOMEONE REQUESTED A HALLOWEEN VOCAB LIST IN THE LITERAL MIDDLE OF MARCH

header by @arielrpt​

And I had a lot of fun doing it, so if you’re scared your request is kinda weird, send it to me right NOW

ENGLISH    -    SPANISH

Halloween  - Noche de Brujas (or just Hallowen lol)

Trick or Treat  - Dulce o Truco (Candy or Trick)

Pumpkin  -  La Calabaza

Candy / Candies  - El Dulce / Los Dulces

Fear  -  El Miedo

Terror   -  El terror

Spooky  - Tenebroso

Scary  -  de miedo ( or da miedo, as in it gives fear)

Supernatural  -  Supernatural

Inhuman  - Inhumano

Evil  - Malvado

Bloody  -  Sangriento

Haunted house  -  La Casa embrujada / Encantada

Night   -   La noche

Midnight  -  La Media noche

Costume  -  El Disfraz

Blood  -  La Sangre

Witch  -  La Bruja / el Brujo

Broomstick  - Escoba

Wizard  - Mago/a

Zombie  - Muerto viviente (or just Zombie)

Mummy  -  La momia

Vampire  -  El Vampiro

Fangs  -  El Colmillo / Los Colmillos

Skeleton  -  El esqueleto

Ghost  -  El fantasma

Werewolf  -  El hombre Lobo

Devil  -  El Diablo

Clown  -  El payaso

Death  -  La muerte

Bat  - Murcielago

Spider  -  La Araña

Spider web  -  La telaraña

Black cat  -  El Gato Negro

Owl  -  La Lechuza / El Búho

Decorations  -  Las Decoraciones

Candle  -  La Vela

Cemetery  -  El Cementerio

Gravestone  -  La Lápida

Thanks for the request!!

Inbox is open :-)

#Studyblr #Langblr #Spanish #English #Spanish langblr #spanish vocabulary #spanish vocab #Halloween vocab list #Vocab list

[rhodesmystery]

natasha Facts™:

has subscriptions magazines, like trashy celebrity and fashion ones (witch weekly, spella weekly, the american charmer, the witch’s friend, spellbound, etc). has since she was in her early teens, keeps old editions.

endorses wonderwitch products hard. literally drops money backing it when she’s introduced to fred & george’s line. has three pygmy puffs, two pink, one purple, named kronos, atlas, and periwinkle.

her great-aunt vela urquhart played keeper for the holyhead harpies, and her uncle aquila plays chaser for the ballycastle bats. lots of her great-aunts/uncles and cousins are aurors, magical law enforcement or mediwizards, especially due to the war, having left previous careers that were also either to do with quidditch or breeding of magical creatures (notably for the urquhart family). there’s only one curse breaker in her family (great-uncle antares urquhart), one magizoologist (oriane selwyn (nee amell)) and one actress (phillipa graves (nee black)).

takes divination because she made a promise to her great-great grandmother, but she also gets a kick out of scaring trelawney with really great fake prophecies (especially when it means that class has to end early)

madam puddifoots tea shop is honestly one of the places she spends free weekends in hogsmeade at. you know when she’s in there because not many other dare to enter to find her.

may or may not have been involved in an incident where the previous slytherin captain fell off his broom at an early training, and natasha scooted on in as captain in her sixth year.

lyra, natasha’s mum and a number of her aunts and uncles and cousins were a part of the slug club, as was jacob. aquila, her mother’s brother thereby natasha’s uncle, didn’t quite get the ‘honour’

she’s a lot like her father, deep down. looks like him too, in the eyes.

her great uncle or cousin something removed or whatever, haytham black, married the infamous madame zabini. he died in ‘94 due to ‘natural causes’, which is considerably young for a wizard of his potential. no one could prove foul play. they had no children together, but the black family name in their line died with him. 

she’s a stupid dumbass, who climbed the astronomy tower from the outside on a dare. you could dare her to swim the length of the black lake probably, if weighed in enough, despite her fear of water and drowning.

this also means she plays guinea pig for penny a lot, because the girl would be like ‘hey look i made a perfect draught of living death but i need to test it’ and natasha would be like ‘oh that’s my job right’ and rowan would be like ‘NO’. also she plays guinea pig because she’s quite frankly a little terrified of penny

one time her and barnaby tried to find out if they cast aguamenti ‘hard’ enough, if they could propel themselves into the air with water. yep.

very good at carrying a haughty air of indifference and smarts, but the reality is that she’s a thrill seeker, and really doesn’t have a look before you leap sense. like preparation sessions for anything is more her being held by the collar of her shirt and being forced to listen. why people follow her leadership is beyond her.

was supposed to be a ravenclaw. like knows it. and sometimes (a lot of the time) catches herself staring at the towers, knowing she should be up there. choosing slytherin to follow jacob’s footsteps was not her brightest decision, and it kind of haunts her a bit.

in saying that, jacob was the pretty boy jock who was great friends with everyone and popular and smart and everything people aspired to be. until he wasn’t. natasha isn't sure if her memories are just trying to remind her of good times, or just messing up what she hears as gossip with the reality, but the whiplash of jacob before and after hurts her. especially since she was barely ten or eleven (math bad) when it all happened. gets to a point where she isn't sure if she wants him back.

lyra seals jacob’s room in the manor. magically very very locked. when natasha finishes at hogwarts, she finally manages to tear the door down.

gets very very good at sneaking around the castle. she can’t help it, gets like manic energy late, yknow? and what better to shake it off than a walk around a creepy old castle. means that she’s found a lot of places to hide, however.

like she’s honestly not That Bad at spell creation, but she’s pretty blasé about it. the only spells she's created, or helped create, were really just to make sure charlie didnt die in the forest lmfao (like ad meridiem is a lighting/waypoint spell, generally utilised on carvings, so he doesnt lose his way). has made up a few hexes here and there though. flitwick is disappointed in her for the attitude though, and she doesnt like disappointing flitwick. that said, she COULD tell him about her charms, but that would mean admitting she knows charlie goes into the forest still and no one wants that conversation

she botched up dying her hair one time but keeps it that really bad not quite a dip dye just to annoy her mother

can’t tell if she actually went into the room of requirement or just a very quiet classroom. and will probably never know.

lets out a low whistle when entering a room she hasn’t been in before

sleeps with the curtain pulled on the right side of her room, which is her right if she was laying on her back, and mimics it with the beds at hogwarts, because that’s how she used to sleep back home in america

picks up random objects with not always the intention of keeping them, but the few she has she keeps on her person (currently: two smooth rocks, worn down by her running her thumb over them in times of stress, a locket missing its chain, a tarnished ring, several pressed flowers and a collection of shells)

while she’s half blooded, through marriage, a number of her extended families are related to other muggle families, pureblood families, or half blooded families.

religiously tells her father’s muggle family she’s a wizard, and proves it by balancing spoons on her forehead, pulling birds out of thin air, or ‘reading their palms/minds’. they think it’s great party tricks with the polite laughter of high society, but really it freaks them out a bit when she stops playing dumb and says something legit. (but then lyra says ‘natasha helene rhodes!’ in that voice and the game is up)

she’s fucking awful at potions. like hands down terrible. penny is literally carrying her through the most part of her education.

her owl is called fox because she thinks she’s funny, and she has a snake called marquis de sade, the third. it ate the second. she rescues it from a shelter, simply on the basis that it was taken from the apartment of some old lady. no one had seen the woman in weeks, the apartment was empty, and only the snake remained. freaky™

legend has it that her great great grandfather, before being burnt of the family tree, raided the family vault at gringotts. while his family claimed he stole, he was still technically a legal part of the family at the time, so nothing could be done. that said, no one quite knows where he put the money. the manor natasha grew up on, named urquhart manor, is actually very far away from where the urquhart family put down roots, and is where a majority of her family lives, or had lived, in their lives. it apparently just appeared one day on the cliff, and that’s the end of that story.

before the legilimency thing was a thing in game, i actually wrote something regarding it. lyra had a knee-jerk reaction to the letters sent home about natasha’s adventures, and spent the summer before her fifth year training her in legilimency and occlumency, alongside other family members. natasha’s ‘natural legilimens’ status is a stretch, as with eye contract, she can get a general read on emotion, plus bits and pieces on a general population of wizard kind. a stronger read on those younger and unawares of the art of occlumency, of course. and then an even stronger cast, provided she uses her wand, that actually gives her the ability to read memories.

#*natasha #hphm #my pc restarted writing this #so i rewrote it all from memory lmfao RIP

[cwkrp]

have a little imagination, will you?

INTRODUCING   yoon sura, she/her, 16/01/99 COURSING   ba in advertising, second year AFFILIATION   vela ANNOTATIONS   n/a

a note from the past.

TOKEN.

to some, new beginnings manifested in the form of a person, an experience, an event. to her, it arrived in the form of packed bags and a one way airplane ticket from new zealand to south korea.  

it had been her very own idea, as many things were that she acted upon. it was the freshest start she could imagine that could still honor all she desired. some had been quick to accuse her of flight, an easy way out to escape the witch’s burning. still, she bit her tongue, knowing she had lost the right to bite back. instead she focused on a promise to herself, to be better, better than she had been. they could crucify her all they wanted. she deserved all that came her way. she would seek redemption in one way or another.

so off it was, to make summer houses a permanent home. one stop to seoul and the deed was done. lady fortune had shined upon her, undeserving as it may be, that timing had been convenient with college coming right up. she would be new, but so would they all. summer would prove to be long enough for her to transition right in.

STEREOTYPE.

the reformed rich bitch

she was a girl of winter black, all thorns and no flowers. in the vicious battleground known as high school, she was always the wolf and never the sheep. easy smiles were always worn when she crushed egos and battered confidence. toxic and shallow, through and through, she was the queen, diamonds and rings, hailing from the top. yet kingdoms built upon blood and bones are never meant to last. a knife, an uprising, is what finally brings her to the light. she wonders how she could have ever been so blind. she wonders why she thought it could be a feasible excuse.

she is still something fierce and unmoving, surrendering only to herself. silver tongued and cherry lips, there is no use in hiding who she is, who she used to be. neither the good nor the evil, she likes to take things in stride now. walking a good balance, waxing and waning like the moon to be true to herself but not to stray into what she had once been. she likes to think of herself as changed, though she knows nothing has been erased. there is no forgetting, only building upon what she has burnt to ash.

a color for the present.

BLUE.

shallow. toxic. ice queen.

the pen would never dry in the creation of a list that could dare to capture the essence of yoon sura. cradled by the certainty and entitlement only a silver spoon could warrant, she lived her seventeen years with the crown on her head. had she known her reckoning would come? she suppose only the faintest sense of guilt could be traced. fame and fortune had been fast to inflate in a faux sense of safety gear. yet, there is nothing more that she regrets these days.

she doesn’t apologize for where her family has brought her, what her experiences have been. instead, she owns up to her actions, for how she had chosen to play her cards. being rich wasn’t a sin. being a cold hearted snake was. there are plenty out there that mirror who she had once been but she doesn’t let it be an excuse any longer.

RED.

in a world where one can be anything, yoon sura chooses to be as much as she can. she had once been happy to be boxed in and eager to play the role, a permanent of all high schools. yet, the world has so much to offer, as does she. docile versus strong, good versus bad, light and dark. she knows what others see her as, a creation of a large corporation, black credit cards, and red bottom heels. still, she chooses to be more, wants to be more.

so she finds her expansions along her journey, simple or grand as they may come. where once daddy’s chauffer had brought her to school, she’s chosen a more windy path. breeze on her skin and sleek blue on the tracks, yoon sura has been looking into motorcycles as a ride. some see it a rebellion but she only views the value in its fun, its novelty. she doesn’t ask for much these days.

#cwk // profile #cwk // vela