#it feels very ooc writing witch with broken magic

[ghouljams]

I was just stalking your fae au and was reading the moose-creature-mimic posts, and I saw you mention that witch can feel when the mimic is trying to break her wards.

Whenever I hear about Fae, my mind immediately goes to the magic system from one of my favourite book series in which people who make wards have to develop wards for specific creatures, and if a creature that they haven’t warded against tries to enter, they can break through, if not break the rest of the wards.

Let’s say for a moment that something like that happens in the Fae AU, where some kind of unfamiliar creature from a foreign civilization comes a knocking on witches doorstep, and is able to break through her wards.

What do you think would happen? If Witch is connected to them, would Witch ‘break’ too? How would Price react to the pure panic and pain shooting through the tethers as an unfamiliar creature breaks through his darling’s wards?

I feel like she would be absolutely broken afterwards (if she survives that is-) Her wards are her safe space, she had never had that happen, she didn’t know what happened.

Would price still trust her to be safe in her own home?

Would SHE still trust her to be safe in her own home??

Just some thoughts 🫣

Oooooooooh. Ok yeah I can do some horror with this. Love the concept. So the Canon answer is that warding in this magic system can be as broad or as narrow as the caster wants. Wards can be weak and they can be broken, but it isn't going to harm the caster, maybe it'll give then a bad feeling but not any actual harm. Not a very good ward if it harms the wrong target IMHO.

For the Witch's home these are wards that are basically generations of people enforcing and reinforcing an all purpose boundary. It's an iron wall that nothing(save humans) is getting through without a permit, and it's tied to Witch both through her magic and her blood. She can feel when things mess with it, but it's like getting asmr, it isn't actually affecting her. She's mentioned before that her wards are threats, so anything that isn't stopped by a simple denial of entry is going to have those threats enacted upon it.

But let's say something broke her wards, let's throw some rocks through the windows and bust shit up. I am going on record to say, this isnt canon:

You feel something crack in the air before you feel it break. The splintering spiderweb of intangible bonds being pushed too far hits you between the ribs and you have to clutch the kitchen counter to stay standing. Something is deeply, desperately, wrong. You don't know how or why(or what) but something is working very hard to get in to your space.

It shouldn't be possible in the first place, you have known this house, these wards, your whole life and you've never felt it give way. You've felt it change, felt it ripple, felt it pop and fizz when it doesn't like what you've let in, but never this. Never the creaking pressure of it bowing inwards and splitting under its own tension. Your fingers wrap tight around your athame as you go to check your back garden, peaking through the curtains. There's nothing.

But you can feel it, you can feel it splintering like a pain in your chest. Tight and radiating out from your sternum. It tingles down your arm, makes your grip feel looser than you know it is. You grab your back door's handle, take a few breathes to give yourself strength, and open it to shoo away whatever is pressing your wards. And very suddenly the splinters give way, like a hole punched through a window.

It feels like all the air has been forced out of your lungs. A cool breeze blows through your door, wrong so very, very, wrong. The smell of moss invades your nose, burdened with the scent of decay. Slime mold oozing against your desperate breaths. You tug your shirt to cover your nose and mouth as the battering ram that had been beating your barrier steps through.

The horns of it scrape your ceiling, actually that bothers you more than it should, you're the one that has to fix it later. Velvet hangs from its antlers, freshly scraped and red, gory and divine. It stands on two clover hooves, and looks at you with malice. If you can even discern an expression from the thing. It's face is completely smooth save for its eyes, or it was smooth. A crack forms along the bottom of its smooth surface, splintering and chipping as it rips its mouth open and screams at you.

The sound is overpowering, dizzying, you feel your ears pop and then the noise is gone, replaced by a persistent dull ringing. You truly wonder when your life got so interesting. You hate interesting. You blame Price.

You cough, gag. You have to drop your makeshift mask to retch against the stench of rotten decay on this thing. It smells like death, weeks old bodies left to fester where no one will find them. You gag again, fingers curling around your throat as you try to keep you athame raised.

Your wards are silent, you home is silent, and you realize that you've never actually experienced true silence. Something is always buzzing or humming with magic, you always have music playing or bottles clinking, you're always surrounded by sound. Now it's all stopped. Even the ringing in your ears has settled into a cottony muffle. You can't feel any of your magic. Your numbed to it.

You drop your hand from your throat to your chest. You can't even feel the tethers there. Your fingers move over the fabric of your shirt without catching, there's not tightness to pull, not warmth to catch. You feel cavernous, empty past empty. What the fuck is that thing.

Whatever it is it seems to have finished its evaluation of you. Finished working whatever spell it was weaving. It takes a step towards you. You don't wait for it to take another before running. Scrambling away from the broken seal of the door towards whatever is heavy and throw-able.

You do your best not to let blind panic take over, to not just run wherever feels safe. You've always thought it was silly when people in horror movies don't do the smart thing, but you've never been in a horror movie before. You bolt towards your bedroom. It's the best guarded room in the house. Even if you can't feel your magic it should still be there. Right?

You feel the swip of the things claws through the air as it tries to grab you. You run straight past your front door without a second thought, sure you don't want whatever that is to be unleashed on the general public. It's claws dig deep gouges into the plaster of your wall, and you pray it doesn't do the same to your bedroom door. You know it will, but it can't hurt to pray. You're not in the mood to be picky with magic right now.

You get your bedroom door closed just in time to hear it splinter as the creature throws itself against it. You don't bother with chalk, digging your athame into the door and scratching sigils and circles as quickly as you can. When you tap them they sit absolutely dead. You smack your hand against your messy circle, willing the magic to respond. You smack it again as the creature throws itself against your door. The circle stays as it was, motionless, silent, still as a drawing.

You are suddenly much more comfortable allowing panic to overtake you. If you're powerless there's really no reason to keep your emotions in check. Your breath heaves, short and quick as you back away from your door and look towards your window. No magic swirls, no books rip themselves from your shelves, your panic heightens and nothing happens. How mundane.

One of the creatures claws punches a hole through the center of your circle, then another, and another. You back towards your window as it grips the wood of the door and attempts to pull it from its hinges. Your fingers push at your window, try to find the seams of it, try to get it open. It doesn't budge, it feels like it's been painted on. You bang your fist against the glass without so much as a crack. The wood behind you splinters. The crunch of it deafening over the silence.

"Price, Price, fuck I am not fucking around Price please," You beg pressing yourself back against the window as the creature drops pieces of the door onto your floor. Even if your magic doesn't work his still must. You've never hear of a fae not responding to their name. Granted you don't know the full thing, you don't know if that's really his name and not just a nickname. It might hold no power without the tethers between you. That doesn't stop you from saying it like a prayer, hoping if you speak him into existence enough times he might come and save you.

Your shoulders are grabbed by an invisible force as you are physically shaken. Your ribs shake, muscles tensed too tight to even take a breath.

There is a wet ache spreading over your stomach, you begin to tilt your head down to see what's wrong and Price catches you. His hand holds the back of your head, pulls it back up and shoves it against his shoulder. "Don't look," he tells you just as quickly as he'd stopped you. You nod against his shoulder.

He pulls something from you, rips the proverbial bandaid off, and you bite him at the pain. It feels like your heart has been knocked out of place, like your ribs have been played as a xylophone. Your stomach twists on itself. Suddenly you are back in your kitchen staring at the cabinets, the space where the creatures antlers had scraped the ceiling. The scratches are still there.

Then the shaking starts. Every muscle in your body starting to unspool in a violent shudder that must quake the very earth you stand on. It's loud. The house is so loud. The wards are practically screaming at you, you threshold wails and sobs where it has been brutalized. Your back door is still swung open to red and orange leaves, a lovely autumn day that leaks the smell of wet earth into your home. Price turns to follow your shaking gaze and kicks the door shut behind him.

"What-" You can't get anything more out around the aftershocks of panic. You're sure your house must look like a war zone.

"Probably some American invention," Price mumbles, "You weren't under long, deep breaths."

You suck in a breath, press your know into his shirt to smell the cool tobacco. It helps. Price keeps a firm grip on the back of your head, keeps you looking where he wants you to while his other hand does something. He touches you in a way you can't explain. It's almost metaphysical the way he zips you up, just on the right side of freezing. You can almost feel his fingers moving muscle and viscera out of the way as he does whatever he's doing. Fixing whatever just happened.

"Fucking hell your wards shredded that thing, surprised it even had the strength to touch you," There's something at the edge of Price's voice, fear your think. You're not sure what he's scared of, it isn't a comforting sound.

"How're you-" You try to focus on the important questions, like why Price hasn't been shredded.

"You lit up like a damn Christmas tree, thought I was gonna have my own attack with the panic you shot my way," He draws his hand away from your stomach, apparently finished with his fussing, "wards were too busy to notice me slip in."

Makes sense, even now they're too busy with repairs to pay attention to your regular.

"It broke my door," It's funny what you latch onto once shock starts to set in. "What did it want?"

"Same thing we all want," Price tells you, and you hate hearing him say it(we), because he doesn't mean it kindly, "you."

#the way i gotta nerf witch to put her in danger #genuinely her wards cannot be broken #youre trying to breach fort fucking knox my friend #oc: witch #1fae1 #fae!Price #it feels very ooc writing witch with broken magic #idk if i like this one #very off the cuff and what not #the words simply pour out of me if im writing past 10pm #a ghost possesses me and compels me to write #anyway this is more creatures tryin to eat Witch #what a tasty snack she is no wonder price wants her all to himself #american myths genuinely scare me so bad #but this is a hannibal inspired monster

[corinthbayrpg]

"...they writhed gasping as Scylla swung them up her cliff and there at her cavern's mouth she bolted them down raw— screaming out, flinging their arms toward me, lost in that mortal struggle."

The storm has finally stopped. The wind and rain battered town of Corinth Bay mostly held up against the onslaught, with debris from the mountain side littering the lower parts of the city. Since most of the houses were remade with stone and concrete after the earthquake, they stayed intact against the powerful gusts of winds that made their way through the narrow passageways of the city.

The ruined temple of Apollo, situated at the top of the hill overlooking the city, remained unusually dry. The few stone pillars that still stood among the ruins were stark and warm to the touch; not a hint of the dampness that would have settled into the stone from the endless rain was felt. It was a vision of this temple combined with a ghastly scream that awoke Atlas Rose the morning of March 13th. The coven of Delphi’s oracle had been plagued all night with a dream that he could not awaken from; a vision of a woman with dark hair and dark eyes walking into the shadows of the Temple of Apollo. She disappeared, and the young witch was left with more questions than answered. The only noticeable features she had were the green scales that trailed up her arms, but every time the witch attempted to remember her features, he found he could not recall them. His only options were to tell the coven – and the chief of police. 

However, not a moment past five thirty in the morning, it was Connor Morgan who found her first. The hunter was a frequent visitor to the quiet temple, situated by itself not far from the town. The first sight of blood had the man pressing forward, until the sight he came across was one that made him call Asher Gaines before he could get much closer to investigating the scene. 

A woman was sprawled out, laying against one of the broken pillars. Blood was spread over the crumbling stones and the dry stone beneath her feet. Her dark hair looked almost like a halo, spread evenly around her head. Her eyes were open and unseeing, the reptilian like irises now a dull green. It was the police chief who had an innate feeling within his chest; Asher knew who this was: Scylla, the mother of all reptilian and water shapeshifter lines. Her arms were covered in glittering green scales, the only other hint to her shifted form. A terrifying Hydra was one thing, but the broken corpse before them was simply a shadow of the creature she was supposed to be. The Morgan hunter was the one who removed the blade from her chest, a jagged thing made of bone that had torn her chest cavity apart. The damage was brutal, and calculated, but messy. 

The news spread not an hour later – the temple was blocked off, all people were to remain as far away from the scene of the crime. Though a sketch of the woman was released to the public in hopes of generating more leads, flashing on every working television in the town. It was one of the first homicides to be broadcast throughout the city in the past few years; things like this didn’t happen in the small Greek city. 

It was then that the features on the screen became familiar to a few who had noticed her the night before. She’d been in Styx Nightclub; moving through the crowd like she had been the one who owned the place. In passing, she’d locked eyes with Antonia Gregor and Ara Mayer – two werewolves, her brother’s descendants. With that look, she shared a piece of the future, contained in their pockets as a small green scale. She was a distant memory in the mind of Kasandra Rosales and Winter Dupont – a brief conversation about the variety of drinks, and a green scale in their pockets before she was gone. 

The last to see her alive were Silas Kyun and Safiye Basak– a flash of dark hair, a smile and a promise of tomorrow as she walked by them down the street, then nothing more but another pair of green scales. It was Clayton Scotts who saw something else that night – someone fleeing down the mountain, not long after midnight, their eyes flashing a brilliant blue before disappearing into the night.

Beyond the veil, however, it was Circe and Artemis who had a reckoning for the town. Their sight had been blocked by the attacker; whoever had murdered their daughter – a creation of Circe’s own magic and tasked by Artemis herself – had been invisible. With no one to stop them, it was Circe who tore the veil open wider, unleashing the ghastly Eidolon’s back into the city of Corinth Bay. The Eidolon’s were tasked with one thing – to find the person responsible. The entire town was susceptible to their pain and suffering; Artemis cared little for who stood in their way. Someone had begun this war, and they were nowhere near finished.

OOC INFORMATION:

Scylla, one of the original shapeshifters, was found murdered in the temple of Apollo.

Artemis and Circe released Eidolon’s into Corinth Bay. An Eidolon is a spirit-image of a living or dead person; a shade or phantom look-alike of the human form – and they’re taking the forms of people that your character has lost, or even murdered. They are not friendly spirits, however, and will do anything to drive their victim mad. 

If your character is a shapeshifter: they would’ve woken up in the middle of the night if they were sleeping by immense pain, or if they were awake, it would’ve felt like an invisible punch to the gut. They will just know exactly what happened, and are unable to explain it. 

If your character has a green scale from Scylla: their memory from March 12th has been tampered with. They remember seeing a woman, but the rest of the day is gone. It feels like a gaping hole in their memory, and the scale is something they have become possessive over in a short amount of time. 

If your character is a genasi: they are able to see everyone’s Eidolons. While this is very concerning, they are also being haunted by their own personal Eidolon.

The Argos Pack and the Coven of Delphi are on high alert. They are looking for a way to send the Eidolon’s back into the rift.

From now until Sunday, March 22nd, your character will be haunted by an Eidolon. Any other species beside a genasi will only see their own personal spirit. Please feel free to write threads about this, self-paras, we can’t wait to read them! We’ll post a follow up and end to the event on the 22nd. 

Please tag all pre-event threads, you do not need to stop any threads that you currently have going on, just tag them appropriately! If you are making a starter for this, please make sure you reply to any event starters posted before yours. 

#corinth.event #plot drop 1 #corinth.plot

[miccatepoztli]

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Mun name: mónika OOC Contact: DMs or discord (available upon request!)

who the heck is my muse anyway:

Ximena is a young brujeria practicing witch who was ~*mysteriously*~ spirited away from her home at age 5 with no memory of her past or self. Raised in the restricted environment of an abbey among sympathetic but uncaring sisters, she’s quite prim and proper to the public eye, but cares very little about the rules of society or her place in it.

She is also a ridiculously smart little girl. She will grow into a terrifyingly smart woman. With secrets sewn into her skin and a powerful network of magical creatures at her fingertips.

points of interest:

She’s very willing to learn and perform “dark” magicks, and can often be found reading questionable books and tomes of various subjects regarding the art. If you came at her with the offer to summon a demon together, she would be hooked almost immediately (though cautious, of course)

Near the middle of her adolescence, she begins to dabble in potioneering and finds herself very skilled at it. Through a questionable network of fellow witches, creatures, jealous ex-wives, and the like, she develops a steady stream of loyal customers and builds upon her craft.

Once reunited with her family, she is a part of a long reaching, long lasting network of witches and brujas that have lived in their forest for centuries. Perhaps millennia. The forest in which their home resides is an inter-dimentional one where time doesn’t always work properly (whatever ‘properly’ is).

Like her, her current living family is cursed with painful and involuntary immortality, alongside a few other choice effects. Ximena can die from just about anything, but she will always return after a brief visit with death: her body will take time to rebuild itself. She can stall her return to her living body if she wishes, but she can never permanently rest unless the curse is broken.

A by-product of her curse is her unending ache to know. To learn about everything she can possibly get her hands on: magic, languages, plants, mathematics, space, everything. Her hunger for knowledge cannot be satiated until she learns enough about a certain branch of magic...

Ximena literally does not care about the problem of people outside of herself and her loved ones. She’ll spare a moment of sympathy for the sake of her humanity, but she will not go out of her way to help unless she can get something out of it such as personal vindication or some rare item. Occasionally she will help others out of sheer curiosity, but it’s rare.

what they’ve been up to recently:

Making friends with demons of other cultures! From India @marakama​ to China @fwm-gsm​ to Korea @roanarch​ --She’s gatherin up them demonic business cards and seeing what she can trade for information or rare items.

Learning how to communicate with the dead successfully and without accidentally summoning a legion of the undead. Whoops! No necromancy here, she just wants to talk to her ancestors to see why the fuck she’s cursed and who she is!

Training her corvid friends to send messages and retrieve items using whistles and tongue clicks.

Forgetting her place around adults she doesn’t trust and asking suspicious questions about black magic that could set off some red flags--But her interest is purely academic! She swears! And lies.

where to find them:

Croydon - If in her early stages of life (5-13 ish), Ximena can be found wandering around the abbey where she grew up in, or around the streets of London. She has a reputation for being a wallflower and very meek and polite.

Mexico - At age 14, Ximena is unofficially adopted by local Vampire Dad, Salazar @deoscuridad​ and taken with the rest of his misfit family to Mexico, where her magic has never been stronger, and her search for her family has never been closer. Find her at the library, markets, docks, and museums taking in her culture.

Forests - The aforementioned inter-dimentional forest leads to every forest in the world (and in others). So if one is talking a walk or run among the woods, it’s entirely plausible to find Ximena (ages 14 and up) on your journey. She’ll be picking mushrooms, documenting flora, performing dangerous summoning seances, and taking naps.

Other Locations - Hogwarts is a plausible place to locate her (in the proper HP aus where she has British citizenship and is thus allowed to attend) from ages 12-16, as that is when she is withdrawn by her father. Bookshops of all sorts are another, as she quite enjoys traveling.

current plans:

Eat some fish

Find her family, if she has one

Learn about herself and her past

Become a fourth level mage (highest tier)

Collect information and knowledge from every possible source.

desired interactions:

Ximena asking [muse] to watch over her body as she performs some dark summoning shit, allowing a demon/spirit/etc. to possess her body

[Muse] accidentally witnesses or just straight up accidentally (or purposefully!) murders Ximena in a really stupid and/or violent way, freaks out, cleans up/hides the body or runs away. They, of course, find Ximena just fine the next day/week. [Muse] can publicly freak out or demand answers, and Ximena just “yeah man, that happens sometimes, no hard feelings, jaja” and tries to brush it off.

Ximena being in a stiff upper lip environment while at a big fancy party and trying desperately to both appear normal/well adapted and also not attract any attention–but of course she’s asked to dance or give a speech.

Her fully exploring why it is that dark magic resonates so nicely with her. is it her nature? heritage? genetics? idk, but let’s test it out by trying some old school hardcore black magicks. Preferably! With a mentor muse.

On a fluffier (or more dramatic, if you’re like me) note: Ximena teaching someone how to dance.

A Coraline AU

Any sort of AU taking place in a dystopia like The Giver or The Hunger Games.

Offered interactions:

Uhh, gestures above?

As stated in my rules, I do not ship unless I know you personally OCC because it just makes it easier to establish relationship dynamics, but that doesn’t mean nothing can naturally develop or a muse can’t develop feelings for Ximena. It just means I have trust issues with people fetishizing the color of my characters’ skin! And if I know you OOC, there’s less of a chance of that happening!!

Honestly, just kill her, it’s fine. If the thread is going that way, it’s ok. She’ll be back. Very angry or scared or frustrated, but she will be fine! Don’t be weird about it though.

She’s a good tutor in all verses, even the ones where she plays dumb! Have her help out one of your muses in any subject!

She’s a very naturally curious person who, if allowed, will plow someone with questions til exhaustion. Have her ask your muse some things to help sort something out!

On that same vein, they could be penpals! Ximena is always writing to other peoples across the globe for knowledge!

current open post/s:

Anything under the /prompt tag and /ic tag!

anything else?:

my discord is open to mutuals if you wanna talk about ideas/concerns/questions!! arróz con babe #8991

tagging: ...u

tagged by: lol i stole it from a random blog

#about mun #wishlist; #important #long post

[shadowdianne]

The mysterious grey blob returns with yet another prompt. Should you choose to accept this challenge, it must be completed AFTER A GOOD NIGHT'S REST. Ahem. Five words: Narcissa teaches Hermione about art. Go nuts-- provided you have slept.

Hello blob. (Tagging your creator since tumblr is not the best at letting people know their ask has been answered: @naralanis) I truly hope you like this approach xD

Also: A03 version

-The description of the National gallery is amix of what I remember from the time I visited London and the few pictures andvids I’ve been able to find. Probably not perfect and one part of my fic writerpersona is crying at but I implore clemency on that.

Also, insert here the usual disclaimer of I’mstill learning to navigate through these characters so apologies for anyOOCness.

PS: Slight mention to another one shot I wrote titled“Halt”. Which, as a jibe to our tumblr situation of not being able to writeyou-know-what I will merely describe it as lemon.

On with the story, shall we?

The museumwas about to close, the echoes of quiet steps from the few people still walkingthrough the maze of mixed big chambers and quiet corners a barely-there soundthat Hermione didn’t truly pay attention at as she walked briskly to one of thesmaller rooms; the lavender hue in where the walls were painted framing thepaintings she passed by a blurr, the golden frames that supported each portraita glimmer as she craned her neck; trying to find the blonde witch she had regrettablyleft behind a few minutes ago.

She foundher staring at one small portrait, back facing her and hands grasping the longsleeves of the blouse she wore; perhaps just slightly closer to the wizardingworld’s fashion than the muggle one but simple enough to not truly stand out inthe middle of the Gallery. Smiling despise the slight soreness on her calvesafter wandering for so long inside the museum, the brunette witch approachedthe older woman, tilting her head just enough so she could get a glimpse ofNarcissa’s profile; on the easy, yet small and soft, smile that curved herlips. Lips the brunette looked at for what felt the hundredth time ever sincethe woman had apparated inside her home a few hours ago; the shade of faded byobvious red the only thing she could truly focus on.

UntilNarcissa rose the blonde brow she was able to see from her position and turnedtowards her, soft smile turning into an almost teasing one.

“Boredalready?” The question held the same mirth-laced tone her expression conveyed,and Hermione found herself blushing just slightly, the heat on her cheeksrising and then fading as she swallowed, shrugging noncommittally as sheapproached the older witch with less brusque steps.

“I’m notbored.” She protested, but it was a feeble try and both of them knew. It wastruly no secret that art, any form of it, wasn’t exactly something she admired.Not in the same capacity Narcissa obviously did. “I just didn’t think you wouldfind muggle paintings so interesting.”

That, atleast, was partially true. When Narcissa had mentioned the idea of a date likethis Hermione had needed a few seconds to process. Not because she doubtedNarcissa’s capacity to enjoy muggle-made things (that much had been proved theday after her elevator had broken and she had carried her to every other placeshe had been to think off that the blonde witch would enjoy) but because shehad ingrained the notion that every portrait in the wizarding world moved quitedeeply. Watching immobile paintings didn’t seem like something Narcissa Blackwould enjoy.

She obviouslyneeded to re-check her facts because the blonde had been completely enamored byevery other painting they had come across, pointing details Hermione wasn’teven able to focus on before her own mind pushed her to move forwards.Something that, back when she had been a child, had elicited a sigh from herparents more times than she was able to remember as she memorized the shortlines beneath every other portrait before declaring she was already done.

And,despite the years passed, she seemed to still be holding on that habit as,after more than an hour of following Narcissa around she had found herselfwalking quicker between the rooms, paying attention to a few portraits here andthere, glancing at artists, dates and the sparse descriptions before moving tothe next one. Which had led her to finish way quicker than the woman she nowhad in front of her; almost immobile if it wasn’t because of the small knowingglint on her eyes, the trembling of her upper lip.

“But I do.”The older witch finally replied, raising her chin, pointing at the portrait shehad been staring at before Hermione had found her. At some place at their backthe brunette could hear the quiet whispers of a couple walking, probablytowards the same direction she had just come from: The Exit. “Painting… or anyother form of art really is just an interesting form of magic. Whether if thepaintings are imbued with hexes or not.” The addition to her first statement madeHermione blush again, forcing her eyes to focus past Narcissa and the blue andblack palette she had chosen for her clothes that day and gaze the painting onitself.

She wasable to recognize it, of course; the title coming to her just a second beforeher eyes -majorly because of simply muscle memory- fell to the small noteattached to it.

“TheArnolfini portrait.” Her mutter echoed between them, the quiet voices of thecouple lost in the maze once more as Narcissa nodded approvingly, the movementcausing Hermione to glance back at her; curious.

Of all theportraits the National Gallery had she would have never considered this one inparticular would catch the other witch’s attention. She could remember someone-her mother perhaps? - telling her about the complexity of the portrait, thedetails hidden to the naked eye, the use of lighting and colors. Still, thescene presented to the viewer wasn’t really all that majestic if someone wantedher opinion; two people, man and woman, looking directly to them, hands intertwined.

“Goodmemory.” Narcissa’s voice reached her from behind, the brunette realizing toolate that the blonde had approached her, standing closer than before, slightlyto her back. Her tone was but a whisper, the pitch soft and the words caressingher earlobe in the form of soft puffs of air. Despite her automatic try ofmasking her emotions on such a public place Hermione couldn’t help theautomatic pleasurable shiver that run down her spine; the praising getting thebest of her.

“Don’t dothat.” She replied, and she could hear the chuckle from the older woman beforea small nod close to her temple told her that Narcissa would stop the teasing;for now. Sighing, raising her shoulders a little with her eyes focusing oncemore in the portrait, Hermione read the date, the artist and the year theGallery had bought it, her voice sounding much more colder than intended.Wincing a little, not really knowing where to look, how to look, at the portraitthat had obviously entranced Narcissa, she glanced back to the older witch;completely at loss. “Van Eyck.” She repeated, the strong cluster of consonantssounding slightly off, as if her tongue wasn’t exactly rising in the right way,nor with enough force. “Didn’t he paint the Altarpiece? In Ghent?”

Chucklingbut with a warm glint on her blue eyes, Narcissa nodded. “He didn’t do italone.But yes.” She added, pressing her side against Hermione’s just enough forthe brunette to feel her warmth through their clothing. A little trick that itdidn’t matter how many times the blonde told her wasn’t produce of any hex orspell since she was convinced it must be an enchantment, a jinx, a curse even,of any kind. Taking a sharp gulp of air, feeling the scent of lilacs hangingaround the immediate proximity of Narcissa, Hermione tried to focus on theportrait alone, on the objects that cluttered the space behind the couple; themirror, the dog at their feet.

“I’m justnot very good at this.” She admitted, with a dejected sigh but her somberattitude was quickly fixed by the touch of Narcissa’s left hand on her hip,guiding her to the closest spot in front of the portrait without crossing thesmall line marked a few inches away from it.

“You arevery good at picking details.” The blonde said, still close enough for hervoice to caress Hermione’s neck as they both stood in front of the painting,the fact that they had minutes at best before they were asked to leave a fadingmemory in the younger witch’s mind.

“I preferthings that I can quantify.” The Gryffindor replied, and it was true of course;magical laws, arithmancy, transfiguration. All of those skills were easy forher to pick, to use, to understand. Two plus two would always equal four. Art,however, was different; more fleeting, less obvious, and while the brunettecould admit that the portrait felt life-like in a very different way magicportraits looked, she couldn’t truly understand the catch behind it, theimportance that the portrait had.

“Qui desponsari videbantur per fidem" The blonde’s voice sliced throughHermione’s musings and made her rise her brows, curious. Narcissa’s Latin was,obviously, flawless, but the brunette needed a few seconds to translate the phrase,Latin not being exactly something she used all that much if one didn’t countthe spells she used.

“Marryingaccording to the faith?” Her voice rose, not entirely sure if she had pickedthe subtleties of the language. The slight nod from Narcissa, one that made theblonde’s hair brush against her skin, made her hum, curious.

“There aretheories.” The blonde spoke, her hand still at Hermione’s waist, fingersdrawing circles as she spoke, lazy slow caresses that made the brunette biteher bottom lip. “That say that this portrait wasn’t only a portrait but amarrying contract.” Smile widening, Narcissa pointed at the portrait with herfree hand, her fingers at the level of the headdress of the painted woman. “However,a non-married woman -one that is about to be married- wouldn’t have had herhair like that; she would have it down.”

“Oh.”Despite her initial weariness, Hermione couldn’t help herself on feelinginterested by this sudden piece of information, her eyes focusing now on theposition of the hands, on the way the man looked directly at them while thewoman didn’t as much, on how everything was positioned, on the manner the otherhand of the woman had been painted. “So, they were already married when thishappened?”

A chuckleand Narcissa stepping away made her glance at her back, confused.

“That’s themystery.” The blonde replied, a wink on her azure eyes. “Shall we go? I had theimpression you were bored.”

Grumblinggood-naturedly but following the blonde nonetheless, Hermione casted one lastglance to the portrait they were leaving behind, a few pointed glares of someguards the walked past telling them they were cutting it close already.

“I guessart is not as boring as I thought.” She admitted once they finally reached themain hall, glancing at Narcissa as the blonde grazed the back of her hand,clasping it in a far too light touch, letting Hermione being the one whorotated the wrist, so they could intertwin their fingers together.

“I can always try to paint you. See if thatmakes it more interesting to you.” Narcissa’s salacious remark elicited yetanother blush in who knew how many minutes. One the brunette was quick to respondwith a light yet quick slap on the blonde’s forearm.

“I knew weshouldn’t have watched Titanic.”

Narcissarolled her eyes good-naturedly before grasping Hermione’s offending handbetween her own, a quick kiss on the brunette’s knuckles buying her time asthey, finally, walked outside the Gallery, the quickly losing light creatinglong shadows around them both as lamps blinked; pools of light deterring theblobs of black.

“I didn’tsay I planned on painting you naked.” The blonde’s chuckled, a little more airily.“But if that’s your wish…”

“Cissy!”

#Cissamione #prompt #naralanis #or grey blob? #uhm #guess we will never know #Anonymous

[whitewolfofwinterfell]

I’m just curious but why is season 6 your least favorite? My favorite is season 6. I’m so interested in knowing how people view content so differently so I would really like to know! :) I hope your having a good day/night!

Hey! First of all, thank you for being so lovely and respectful to ask for my opinion. I’m exactly the same as you and love to find out how/why people view things so differently to me, it’s all part of the fun! 

There isn’t one specific reason season 6 is my least favourite, it’s a combination of factors really, so please bear with me, because this will be long and probably messy because I suck at structuring my thoughts cohesively in posts like this.

I think the biggest reason season 6 is my least favourite is that it’s so sloppy. Continuity was never the show’s strong point but season 6 felt like it was lacking in direction. When I was making the gifset of the season for the 30 day challenge I struggled to choose gifs because I couldn’t find specific ones that best displayed the overall story and main plots for that season. The main story-line that carried throughout season 6 was Chris’ and that’s another reason why the season is my least favourite.

I know that a large part of why season 6 is so popular is because fans love Chris’ character, but I think his entire story-line was handled terribly. It had a lot of potential, but it was so obvious that the writers didn’t really know what to do with him and didn’t have an actual plan, they were just making it up as they went along. That’s where the continuity issues come into play. There were so many plot holes in this story-line and so much ambiguity about the dark future that Chris came from. If Piper died when Chris was 13 (or 14, I can’t remember exactly) and Leo was never around who took care of him? If Wyatt was evil and living in the manor where did the rest of the family live? How the hell is it that the sisters didn’t find a way to save Wyatt? I just don’t believe that in any version of any reality the sisters wouldn’t find a way to save him. Every obstacle the sisters ever came up against they defeated and there’s no way they would have ever given up on Wyatt. We saw how much they worked their asses off to keep him safe in seasons 5-8, so it made no sense. Chris’ actions and behaviour also made very little sense and came across as bad/evil. Why did he send Leo to Valhalla? Just look at the damage doing that caused, it teared his family apart, broke his mother’s heart, left little Wyatt without a father and put the entire family in jeopardy. Why did he use Gith to create alternate realities that put all of the sister’s lives in danger once again? There was nothing to gain from doing that and even if he didn’t intend for them to die and tried to save them, his intentions are illogical and hardly pure. Everything about the way Chris handled things was flawed. If he was coming back from the future to stop Wyatt turning evil as he claimed why not come right out and tell the sisters and Leo that? He clearly wasn’t capable of taking on such a huge task by himself and he needed their help. It’s not like them having knowledge of the future was harmful, because they found out in the end anyway, so there was really no reason for Chris to withhold the truth in the first place. Generally, the story-line just wasn’t very well thought out. 

Because it wasn’t well thought out, I also ended up disliking the way Chris was treated by the family and the relationships that he developed with them. The family treated him like absolute shit until they learned who he really was and suddenly they loved him unconditionally. Why did he have to be their blood before they started treating him with love and respect? The show tried to force Chris to be a part of the family and show us that he finally found a place he belonged, but I never believed it. It felt rushed and un-organic, and all of those issues Chris had due to the life he’d lived were never really resolved. He was so damaged due to Leo’s abandonment, Piper’s death, living in Wyatt’s shadow, growing up in a life consumed with evil that he wouldn’t just magically be okay the way he was. It was lazy to write him that way. Also, the ending to this story-line was incredibly unsatisfying and rushed. After everything Chris went through he died. Just like that? What the hell was the point of that? Essentially, the season was coming to an end and the writers had no further use for him so knew they had to get rid of him, but that was a very harsh ending. Not only did he die, he literally faded into nothing. Where did he go? If they saved Wyatt from evil that means the future changed and technically that version of Chris never existed, so he quite literally just stopped existing. That’s too sad. 

Moving away from Chris and his story-line, I also disliked the sisters individual character arcs. Paige spent the entirety of season 5 trying to discover herself, but season 6 started out the exact same way with her temp jobs. Why give her the exact same arc she had in season 5? I did like that she got more in touch with her whitelighter side in season 6, but once again, she’d already started to do that in season 5 in Sam, I Am. Her relationship with Richard was pointless and did nothing for her character. From the very start that relationship felt volatile and unhealthy. Richard had too many problems and instead of trying to heal himself, he projected it all onto Paige by trying to make their relationship perfect to act as a band aid for how broken he was. Phoebe’s arc in the first half of season 6 felt exactly the same as season 5. It was about her career and relationship with Jason. Hyde School Reunion was probably the best Phoebe episode in terms of showing us how far she’d come, but Phoebe didn’t get the attention and time she deserved in season 6 at all. I also disliked what they did to her in the second half of the season by taking away her powers and making her obsessed with having children. I have no idea where that sudden obsession came from and it didn’t seem to fit with Phoebe’s character at all. Piper’s arc was what you’d expect of any female character that is a mother and was very wrapped up in Wyatt and Chris, which I can’t criticise. However, I don’t like what happened to her relationship with Leo. I was furious that she didn’t tell Leo she was pregnant with Chris and I generally didn’t like the complete lack of communication between them in season 6. Even if they weren’t together, they were parents and I feel like Piper and Leo were both the kind of people that would prioritise that above everything. Remaining on this subject, Leo was completely OOC in this season. Are we really supposed to believe he would be an absentee father that didn’t bother with his kids? I don’t think so. Yes, he was an honourable person that was duty bound and that’s why he left to be an Elder, but when push came to shove Leo was the kind of man that would give up everything in a heartbeat for his family, which The Seven Year Witch proved. I do like what they did with Leo in regards to making his character darker, and in fact, I think that was the best character arc of season 6. Leo was always such a level-headed character, but after what he went through in season 6 it made sense for him to go to the dark side, especially since it was connected to his children. Leo was a fierce father first and foremost and that consumed him in season 6. 

Some other things that make me dislike the season - the introduction of Magic School (again, a good idea in theory, but it just didn’t fit and appeared out of no where), the treatment of Darryl (I still can’t watch Crimes and Witch Demeanors, it upsets me too much) and the lack of sisterly moments (the sisters are at the heart of the show for me and this is the first season I felt that was sidelined and forgotten). I don’t know what it is, but I just don’t like the entire vibe of season 6. It doesn’t feel like Charmed to me. There was a lack of togetherness and the sisters didn’t feel like themselves. I am also guilty of making comparisons between season 6 and the previous season. I love season 5 and what was built in that season - Piper and Leo’s relationship was strong and happy and they went through a beautiful process of becoming parents after wanting it for so long; Phoebe finally moved on from Cole, launched her career and matured in a new way; Paige found her place within the family, honed her craft and rediscovered herself. The family were a strong, cohesive unit that were loving and supportive, and all of them had their own journey’s in that season. When I compare this to season 6, season 6 didn’t manage to achieve any of that and actually derailed the development and progress that had been made in season 5. 

Lastly, season 6 is my least favourite season simply because it has the episodes I enjoy the least. Every season of Charmed has it’s brilliant episodes and it’s not so good episodes but season 6 has the highest number of episodes that make me go “meh.” The only episodes I actually like watching from season 6 are: Valhalley of the Dolls, Little Monsters, Spin City and It’s a Bad, Bad, Bad World.

So yeah, that’s why season 6 is my least favourite season of Charmed. Thanks for stopping by to ask my opinion and I hope I didn’t bore you too much haha. I’d be interested to know why it’s your favourite season. Perhaps you can help me to find more positives in this season and see something in it that I may have overlooked :)

#answered #my meta #charmed meta

[crimsonrevolt]

Congratulations Bree you’ve been accepted to Crimson Revolt as Septima Vector

↳ please refer to our character checklist

Welcome back, Bree! We are so excited to see your Septima back with us once again, she truly is a joy to have on the dash. You make her such a layered and compelling character with the perfect contrast between how she is ruled by logic but also deeply vulnerable underneath it all. It’s so clear that you love playing her and she has been so well developed that we cannot wait to see what you do with her from here on!

application beneath the cut 

OUT OF CHARACTER 

INTRODUCTION

It’s Bree! I’ve returned! 20, she/her, CST

ACTIVITY

6/10; I am taking 6 classes and doing hours in a school, but all my classes are evening so my days are free!

HOW DID YOU FIND US?

Simply checking back in and wanted to come back!!

WHAT HARRY POTTER CHARACTER DO YOU IDENTIFY WITH MOST?

I’ve kept this answer pretty consistent for… well, years. It would definitely be one of the Weasley girls, either Molly or Ginny. In more than just the sense of being the only girl in a family of boys, Molly is constantly acting as a mother to not just her own family, but her friends, which is a role that I frequently take. Ginny is strong and resilient which are two traits that I try to embody on the regular.

ANYTHING ELSE?

Not a thing <3

IN CHARACTER

DESIRED CHARACTER

Septima Genevieve Vector

FACE CLAIM

Adelaide Kane (or Lily Collins)

REASON FOR CHOSEN CHARACTER

WHY DO I WANT TO PLAY SEPTIMA? why wouldn’t I want to play my broken dear? I know that back when I applied for Septima like… forever ago, I had been interested in taking on a character that doesn’t seem to have much of a background outlined within the books. Septima is very much one of the background characters, but she still works her love of numbers and logic into helping the cause not once, but twice- in both wars.

So, as far as how I approach Septima, it is in a very closed off manner. Y’all might remember that, me being the worst like I am, wrote the future Professor Vector a real tearjerker of a background where her mother had passed when she was very young and her father had abandoned her, leaving her to be raised by her grandmother until she was 16 and all alone in the world. It caused the young woman to go from being only cautious with her heart to closing herself off completely- since feelings were irrational and she was a sane being. This unfortunately throws wrenches in all the friendships she had formed over the years, leaving the Ravenclaw to be torn between Aversio and the Order.

While the sincerity that she possesses in the depths of her being tell her that their has to be a better way of approaching the fight so no more individuals- innocent and pure individuals- die, the logical side takes precedent now as she rules that no one is innocent any longer and sacrifices are to ensue for a greater cause.

PREFERRED SHIPS // CHARACTER SEXUALITY // GENDER & PRONOUNS

So, I now imagine that Septima(she/her) is pansexual- because despite herself, she has found herself attracted to an individual based on their personality- their wit, really. Of course, relationships are completely illogical to her though so, when it comes to needing a quick pick-me-up, she tends to gravitate toward men more.

(this makes sense in my head, but i have no idea whether it makes sense written out like this…)

CREATE ONE (OR MORE!) OF THE FOLLOWING FOR YOUR CHARACTER:

-A MOODBOARD

https://sxptimavxctor.tumblr.com/post/162328560888/septima-vector-moodboards-1-septima

-AN AESTHETIC

https://sxptimavxctor.tumblr.com/post/159397507118/septima-vector-aesthetics-1-fool-me-once

https://sxptimavxctor.tumblr.com/post/166312112978/septima-vector-aesthetics-6-horrors-are

https://sxptimavxctor.tumblr.com/post/161957391178/septima-vector-aesthetics-4-how-can-part

https://sxptimavxctor.tumblr.com/post/159446175638/septima-vector-aesthetics-2-future-au

-A PLAYLIST

https://sxptimavxctor.tumblr.com/post/164992262123/listen-here-j-o-a-n-n-e

-A FEW HEADCANONS

https://sxptimavxctor.tumblr.com/post/160108406753/23-what-is-one-unique-thing-youre-afraid-of

https://sxptimavxctor.tumblr.com/post/159745650223/brighid-tell-us-about-your-relationship-with-your

Edith Atkinson, Septima’s grandmother on her mother’s side, had spent her entire life reporting on the pureblood lifestyles through her work, realizing long ago that she did not want her daughter, and subsequently her granddaughter, to grow up with such entitlement. Their lives remained quiet, reserved much like the personality that Septima grew into. Small cottage in Devon just for the pair with spacious fields as far as one’s eye could see. For years, the young brunette had no idea that there were individuals in the world who thought they were superior to others because of the make up of their blood; though that possibly had to do with the fact that she rarely thought about the make up of her own blood.

Upon abandoning Septima, her father- Enzo Vector- began associating with former Ballycastle Bats teammates who were strong supporters of “not tainting their pureblood.” He is currently working with the Death Eaters, though Septima does not know how heavily involved he happens to be since she’s had no contact with him since her mother passed.

-A FEW POTENTIAL PLOT POINTS

Death Eater connections who know Enzo, and maybe attempt to use him as leverage against Septima or something to that degree.

A connection who works as a contact for Septima with information on her father and his goings-on

Order connections who are suspicious, or know of her involvement in Aversio.

Order connections who are suspicious of her and accidentally end up following her meetings about her father with previously noted connection.

IN CHARACTER QUESTIONNAIRE

The following section should be looked at like a survey for your character. Answer them in character and feel free to use gifs. Or, if you’d rather, answer them in third person or OOC without gifs. Answers do not have to be extremely lengthy.

♔ If you were able to invent one spell, potion, or charm, what would it do, what would you use it for or how would you use it? Feel free to name it:

“I do believe it would be quite helpful if there was a spell or potions of sorts that could help with more hands, or cloning of sorts. It would make things immensely easier if I could be in multiple places at once. Though I suppose there would be a problem with the consciousness of the clones if that was the case… Perhaps we’re better without.”

♔ You have to venture deep into the Forbidden Forest one night. Pick one other character and one object (muggle or magical), besides your wand, that you’d want with you:

“Oh by far, I would want Aurora by my side. We would both be able to keep our heads about ourselves and not fuss over trivial encounters that may occur in the forest. And as far as the object… well, my grandmother had some spades that were quite heavy. I’d say they would do well to whack someone with, if it came to that…”

♔ What kinds of decisions are the most difficult for you to make?

“Most difficult? I really rarely have any trouble making decisions, truly. Blessing and a curse, as I’ve been told. I s’pose though, if there had to be an aspect where I fail a bit, it would be decisions that involve other individuals. It’s hard to make decisions that involve others when they all tend to think far more irrationally.”

♔ What is one thing you would never want said about you?

“That I’m incompetent, naturally. Though, I suppose that would mostly bother me if it happens to be said by someone who has little knowledge of competency. Ignorance is a very ugly trait that too many do possess.”

REACTION TO LAST EVENT DROP

I know that you had a Septima until just a few days ago, so I don’t know how i would like to approach this. But I had an idea that she may have dropped off the map a bit while trying to find out more information about her dad. The other aspect of this, as long as it is approved by you all, would be that she had been hiding out in Devon in the cottage where she had lived with her gran and left to her in the will when she passed. Her attempts to find out information about her father did not go unnoticed by the Death Eaters, or D.E. enthusiasts, and when they realized that she was involved in the Order, they attempted to attack her there. Surrounded and alone, she grabs as much as she can and apparates back to her flat, figuring that the home will be burned to the ground. I believe that she’d be so shaken up, she would start considering leaving Aversio as she learns about works of the Order to get people to their side.

WRITING SAMPLE

Perhaps it was the fact that her father could not handle the death of her mother, or maybe it was that he always felt the way he was now portraying. At six years old, would any child be able to notice the difference, even one of an advanced intelligence like Septima? All she knew was that within a matter of days, she had lost two parents- one to mortality and the other to immorality. It was hard to understand that neither was her fault, despite her grandmother’s reminding her each day.

It was odd though how different her aunt Honor seemed to be in comparison to the man who she once knew as her father. Letters soon began to be written quite frequently between the young brunette and her father’s sister, in spite of the great distance there was from England to Australia. Time went by though and letters became less frequent, various factors coming into play. With the passing of Edith, Septima’s grandmother, and her becoming more rigid in addition to the stress that came along with being an independent adult and witch in the tension-filled wizarding world, time to write became nonexistent.

That was until the realization that her father was working with the likes of Death Eaters became common knowledge to the Ravenclaw. Receiving word back from her aunt, her suspicions were unfortunately confirmed.

“My dear niece,

It is quite lovely to hear from you after all this time. I hope you are keeping safe- I have heard whisperings of increasing violence back home. To hear this about my brother, unfortunately, is not all that surprising. Growing up with Enzo was challenging once we found out that I was a squib. He began viewing me in a different, less-worthy light; he even accused me of doing something to jeopardize my magic that resulted in my inabilities. He only hung around with individuals of pureblood in school as well, causing me to question whether this sorting hat really knew what it was doing. For some reason, he clung to this mental concept that purity was a necessity in the magical world. Your mother, Vivienne, she was really the only individual that had the ability to return him to the kind, sweet man that I had known as a young girl. It was just so unfortunate how ill she became so soon into their marriage. And despite the fact that they had you, Vivienne was his whole world and losing her clearly broke him in an irreparable fashion. In some way though, I believe it was good that fate intervened as it did. Your grandmother did such a spectacular job of raising you into the fine young woman you are, Sep. Enzo never had time to taint your view of the world into the narrow one that he possesses. Hope to hear from you quite soon, dear.

Love Always, Honor Vector”

#first wizarding war rp #marauder rp #marauders era rp #accepted app #literate rp

[stillrecruitingrp]

The D.A. has recruited Nicky to the character of Padma Patil with a faceclaim of Naomi Scott. Sorry Padma, we didn’t see you standing there behind Parvati. Speak up next time, won’t you?

OOC Details

Name: Nicky

Age: 30+

Pronouns: she/her

Activity Level: medium; I should be able to post multiple replies three to four times a week, with an at least cursory online presence more often than that. Sometimes I get bogged down with other projects or deadlines, but I will always try to alert via the ooc when that is/will happen so my interaction partners aren’t left wondering where I’ve gone!

Acknowledgement: I acknowledge the potentially triggering themes and look forward to the uncertainty and excitement of the roulette.

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General IC Details

Name: Padma Patil; very occasionally called “Pads” (pronounced pahds or pods) by close friends or by people exasperated with her

Age: seventeen, Seventh Year student

Ships: I have no preconceived thoughts about ships for this character but in general the possibility of exploring hetero ships holds less interest for me than queer ones.

Gender/Pronouns: female-presenting lesbian who uses she/her pronouns (see “explorations” below for more details)

Face Claim: Naomi Scott (backup choice if unavailable: Alia Bhatt)

Desired Changes: no changes requested, but please note that I am more than happy to discuss changing any and all backstory elements presented here in order to better mesh with a prospective Parvati player’s ideas!

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BIO Questions

This game is Canon Divergent after the beginning of Deathly Hallows. This means, if a character is not at Hogwarts in canon, that can be altered (maybe Fleur goes to collect her husband’s little sister and ends up unable to leave the rest of the children there? Perhaps Harry comes back earlier…but why, and how? All of these things can be addressed and should be in your application!) Feel free to be creative!

Biography:

Please write at least two paragraphs describing your character’s background. While many characters have a lot of canon details, there are equally as many who do not. To check if your character has “set” information in this game please see the CHARACTER PAGE.

A child of wealth and privilege, Padma’s youth was easy and comfortable despite the occasional moments of culture clash between her parents (her mother’s family has had roots in Scotland and England since before there was a Scotland or England, while her father’s family only moved from India three generations ago when Padma’s father was still a baby). It was also a sheltered life, the outside world and its troubles being kept at a safe distance behind tall hedges and carefully-curated playdates with children of suitable upbringing. Reyansh and Adelaide Patil were protective (some might say, overprotective) parents who wanted to keep their precious little girls safe not only from danger, but from unhappiness as well.

Unfortunately for their parents’ plans -- but perhaps fortunately for the character and development of the twins -- they were curious girls who soon developed a knack for eavesdropping on the sort of serious adult conversations they were not supposed to be privy to. Thus when they entered Hogwarts at the tender ages of eleven, they were not as shocked as they might have been to discover that there were a wider variety of people and unpleasantness in the world than their parents would have liked them exposed to -- although the cossetted twins were still by no means jaded.

What was truly shocking was the separation that followed their arrival: Padma and Parvati had never so much as spent the night in different rooms before, but the Sorting Hat placed the one in Ravenclaw and the other in Gryfindor. This was horrifying and destabilizing for poor Padma. As a child she had always been content to follow Parvati, letting her sister take the lead so she could hang back and assess the data garnered by her brash interactions with the world from a safe distance before choosing her own course of action -- whether that be to follow Parvati’s lead, or run to mummy or bapu to fix whatever had broken (usually Parvati). She had never planned on how she would deal with a world without her sister to trail and consequently grew rather timid at first, sticking to her sister’s side as much as she could outside of class. She did make friends in Ravenclaw, but none of comparable closeness as Parvati’s new best friend and fellow Gryffindor, Lavender Brown (whom Padma spent a few years being incurably jealous of), and she was often quick to ditch those new friends to dog Parvati’s heels instead.

Some of her fellow Ravenclaws scorned her for her apparent fixation on fashion and gossip over more traditional academic pursuits, but curiosity takes many forms -- and Padma was a smart girl as well as a pretty one, and enjoyed learning magic. She simply also enjoyed giggling over the latest articles in Witch Weekly with Parvati and Lavender. When her sister suggested that they join an illicit student groups to practice for their DADA O.W.L.s, Padma was quick to go along with her both for the academic opportunity and for the chance to socialize more with Parvati and her friends. For once, she didn’t stop to think through the possible consequences -- but even if she had, how could she have predicted all this?

School Year So Far:

Please provide at least one paragraph describing your character’s experiences so far this year. If your character stays at Hogwarts over winter break, you can focus on that as well as if they left (why or why not) during the holidays. If your character should not be at Hogwarts, this is the space to develop how and why they came to be here. Note! Your character doesn’t have to start out at the school; if you’d be interested in having your character’s return be an event please make note of it here.

Reyansh and Adelaide Patil did not want to let their daughters go back to Hogwarts, but after the Ministry’s new policies went into affect they didn’t have a choice. They thought about leaving, maybe fleeing to Reyansh’s distant cousins in India -- but the risk of running seemed worse than the danger of staying. Besides, they knew their daughters were good girls who wouldn’t get up to any trouble; they would be all right for one more year.

Unfortunately for Reyansh and Adelaide, neither of the twins were very keen on behaving this year. It was Parvati who returned them to the ranks of the D.A. of course -- she was the one who shared a common room with Neville and Ginny, after all -- but Padma was quick to second her sister’s commitment for the both of them when the news was shared with her. She was less keen on some of the more bold (some might say, foolhardy) activities that the D.A. engaged in; speaking-up in class to politely argue with a teacher (even a very bad teacher, who accepted dissent with even less grace than had Professor Snape) was one thing but painting slogans on the walls and trying to sabotage parts of the school was something else. What if they were caught? What if they weren’t? It wasn’t until the Carrows moved from theory to practical lessons on the Unforgivables that Padma was willing to accept that they were a lot worse than merely bad teachers -- they were monsters.

That was what finally pushed her over the edge into enthusiastic, albeit still nervous, support of the D.A. and shored her participation up into more than lip service. She hasn’t managed to summon the courage (the stupidity?) to do anything alone yet...but as long as she has company to cling to, Padma is willing to put her neck on the line. To sneak around the school after hours and paint slogans, to mess with lesson plans, to booby-trap classrooms and offices, to eavesdrop, to pass contraband and secrets... The fact that her neck being pure means she has less to risk than many of the others is both comfort and goad: Padma never asked for special treatment...but does it make her a terrible person if she finds comfort in that little slice of comparative safety?

(I would like to make it clear that I am happily amenable to changing anything in here in order to find a compromise with the headcanons or background of any player wishing to join as Parvati Patil! I love collaborative character building!)

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OOC Questions

Writing Sample

Padma’s wand wobbled in her hand as badly as if she were still a clumsy, nervous first year fumbling with an unfamiliar bit of wood rather than the natural extension of her arm that the smooth haft of ash had grown to be over the last seven years. Of course, she had never felt so sick or afraid as a first year -- not even on her first night alone up in Ravenclaw Tower, although that had come close. But not even her first separation from Parvati compared to being instructed to cast the Cruciatus Curse on another person.

She glanced sideways at Professor Carrow, wondering if she could get away with begging off the lesson -- but then she looked at the rest of the class, and knew with devastating certainty that being excused would be the worst thing of all. Too many of her fellow Ravenclaws already resented her for her status as a pure-blood and the indulgence that afforded her. She couldn’t let them see her take such blatant advantage of her blood-status; they would never believe that she wasn’t a blood-supremacist herself, if she did that...

But that meant she had to cast the curse.

Padma swallowed, adjusted her grip on her wand (a useless effort; it felt alien in her hands no matter how she fiddled her fingers), and tried to look at Michael without meeting his eyes. It was hard; he seemed to be going out of his way to glare at her, or maybe that was just her imagination under stress...did he think she was enjoying this? He hadn’t hesitated for very long before he’d cast the curse on Terry during his turn, and they were much closer friends than she was with him...was he angry because he didn’t think she’d be able to do it, and he’d be Crucio’ed by Professor Carrow instead? The whole class knew that would hurt worse than being cursed by a novice, it was why they knew they had to hurt one another instead, to spare their classmates from even more pain...

Was he just resentful of the fact that as a pure-blood, she was less likely to be chosen to suffer the curse than any of the half-bloods in their class, like Michael or his friends? That wasn’t her fault, though! She hadn’t asked for the Carrows to take it easy on her, any more than Morag or Stephen did...but of course they weren’t in the D.A., so perhaps Michael didn’t take it so much to heart that they weren’t suffering as badly as the rest...

“Crucio,” Padma snapped, letting her annoyance surge out of the end of her wand. Michael yelped, cowering away from her, and Padma was horrified by what she had just done -- by what she had had no choice but to do. Beside her, Professor Carrow was nodding and smiling, and Padma felt sick.

At the same time, a distant part of her brain merely thought calmly, Interesting. Most spellwork was vulnerable to strong emotions, easily marred by the distraction that an unsteady mind would cause if not properly channeled; the Cruciatus Curse, on the other hand, seemed to be strengthened by emotion -- just as Professor Carrow had told them. Padma wondered why that was, wondered if the Unforgivables were perhaps part of a whole separate, unique branch of magic -- something as distinct as Transfiguration or Charms -- that had never been properly catalogued or explored, an entire subset that relied on heated emotion rather than eschewing it. The idea of anyone studying such magicks was repellent--

But, yes, also interesting. She couldn’t deny that; couldn’t deny that while mostly she wanted nothing more than to turn and run, to shove her wand deep in her pocket and never look at it again, to find somewhere private to vomit or shake or both...there was a part of her, a tiny but unmistakable part of her, that wanted to cast the curse again to see how different it would be if she was in a different mood. A part of her that wanted to study the Cruciatus Curse, to discover how it worked. A part of her that was curious.

A part of her that made her sick...but that wouldn’t be ignored.

When Padma returned to her seat, she put her head down on her desk and cried.

Exploration

Please provide four things you’d like to explore. This could be a character changing sides, darker themes, or basic fiction tropes.

Blood-Purity: Padma didn’t grow up with a lot of direct blood-prejudice in her life, but she did grow up in a culture that told her she was better than other people because of her bloodline. (She couldn’t help but internalize some of that, even if in her case it manifests more as “oh wow, that was a really good spell, especially for a Muggle-born!” than it does as “ugh get away from me, filthy Mudblood!”) Given the current political and social climate, it would be easy for someone like her to bury her head in the same and pretend she doesn’t see what’s happening to other people, pretend she doesn’t notice how wrong it is -- but despite her appearance as a spoiled pure-blood princess, Padma isn’t doing that. She’s fighting back. However...that doesn’t mean she doesn’t sometimes thing about how much easier things would be if she stopped fighting so hard for other people. It doesn’t mean that she doesn’t sometimes wonder if those same people resent her over the fact that she doesn’t risk consequences as severe as the ones they face; doesn’t mean she doesn’t sometimes resent that, because how dare they? She didn’t ask for this privilege, didn’t ask to be protected by the so-called “purity” of her blood; how dare they blame her for that? Shouldn’t they be grateful instead, that she’s putting her neck on the line for their sakes? It’s an ugly train of thought and she’ll be ashamed every time it crosses her mind, but that doesn’t mean it won’t show up sometimes. I want to explore the nuances of blood-supremacy from the angle of a “good” pure-blood -- someone who’s fighting against Voldemort, and who didn’t have to turn her back on her family to do it (her parents her to stay out of the fight because they’re afraid she’ll get hurt, not because they’d burn her off some family tapestry if she gets too cozy with “the mud”), but who comes from the same world as so many of his most lauded followers. I also want to explore the opposite side of that coin: what kind of prejudices do the Muggles have that wix like Padma don’t? (We know from word-of-god canon and implied book-canon that racism and homophobia aren’t major issues in the wizarding world, although how that actually works is a little wobbly...but I think it does mean that at least on a superficial level, the wizarding world is a lot more color-blind and accepting of diverse sexualities -- and possibly genders, too -- than are the Muggles, especially in the 1990s. I intend to play Padma’s family like that at any rate, however other players choose to go with theirs.) How would someone like Padma react to finding out that several of her friends come from families who think it’s a sin for someone like her to kiss another girl -- or a white boy, for that matter? She won’t take it well, that’s for sure...but could it be enough to push her away from the D.A.? Enough to make her briefly betray one of her fellows out of hurt feelings or anger, even if she regrets it after; even if she never meant to hurt the D.A. as a whole, but just to take one ugly bigot down a notch? It doesn’t seem likely that it would be enough to push her far enough to inspire her to join the other side...but to make her sit out the fight? Possibly...or possibly it could lead to a schism within the D.A., with the pure-bloods and more traditionally magical children like Padma still committed to the fight against Voldemort but on their own terms...and the D.A. is far too small and fragile to survive a division like that for long.

Curiosity: Padma is a Ravenclaw. That makes her inherently curious, and while her curiosity has always been turned more toward gossip and fashion and giggling with Parvati and Lavender, she’s curious about other things too -- like weird, old, forbidden magicks. (Who wouldn’t be curious about things like that?) Magicks that Hogwarts students never learn...but that the Durmstrang students who were here a few years ago talked about, when begged and flattered and bribed. Magicks that the Carrows now have them learning, even practicing on one another. Padma is the good girl that her parents always wanted her to be; she hates the very idea of the Unforgivable Curses, hates the fact that they are forced to use one another for practice; hates the fact that they are even being made to cast them at all. But she can’t help but be curious, too; can’t help but be interested in what they’re learning. It isn’t a type of magic that she ever thought she would have either the opportunity nor the motivation to study, and frankly she’d still rather refuse the chance...but since she doesn’t have that choice, she might as well make the most of it, right? That isn’t an attitude that is going to endear her to many of the other members of the D.A.; maybe isn’t even an attitude that her own sister would be able to face without horror. It isn’t a very Gryffindor way of looking at things...but Padma isn’t a Gryffindor. She’s not her sister, even if sometimes she’s wished she could be. She’s a Ravenclaw. And she likes to learn. But oh, the lessons the Carrows offer this year...are they the kind of lessons that anyone can draw anything positive from? Or is all use of Dark MagIc by its very nature corruptive and evil? Maybe it’s possible to use the ugly lessons they’re learning for good, for the good of the D.A. and of Hogwarts at large; wouldn’t that be a good use of what they’re so unwillingly being taught? But even if that pragmatic attitude has merit, can Padma get anyone else in the D.A. to agree -- and if she does, what’s the price she (or they) might have to pay?

Friends on Both Sides: growing up in the upper echelons of pure-blood society didn’t just mean that Padma had a comfortable, indulgent childhood; it also meant that she had friends from that society long before she came to Hogwarts. Maybe they weren’t close friends (she has a twin sister, so she didn’t need to make close friends with anyone else, back then, before the Sorting separated them) but she knew them, played with them, laughed with them. People like Pansy Parkinson, Daphne Greengrass, Neville Longbottom, Draco Malfoy...she knew them, before they all came to school and went their separate ways. (Padma couldn’t even being to count how many dolls’ tea parties she shared with Pansy Parkinson, once upon a time, even if she wanted to.) And now those people are her enemy? Just because they don’t agree on who deserves to have magic, on who deserves to be in charge of the world? It’s hard for Padma, because unlike so many members of the D.A. who only ever saw the bad sides of the people they’re fighting against now, Padma’s known them from birth. Sure, some of them she’s disliked from birth...but the rest of them are just people. They aren’t (weren’t) monsters, they were friends...and fighting friends hurts. It isn’t exactly like having divided loyalties -- but it is very, very close to being that. And if approached by one of her old friends, what would Padma do? Would she cut them off, turn her back? Or would she listen? Would she care? I’d like to explore the difficult situation that Padma’s social position and childhood history put her in. It’s not something that many of her fellow D.A. members would understand or sympathize with, but it’s got to be hard for her to look at a person she knows as a childhood pal and think “that is my enemy.” From Harry’s perspective, which the books are narrated from, they all fall pretty neatly into their slots as “bad people he never liked to begin with” but that isn’t how someone like Padma is going to feel about it; she’s going to see them as people she’s known all her life, as friends and parents of friends. As people who might have come to her birthday parties, or who would wave and smile at her in Diagon Alley, or who shared jokes over homework in the library. Maybe she doesn’t have any close friends among the “enemy camp” (and maybe she does) but they aren’t strangers, and they aren’t villains. They’re people -- and that means no matter what she does, she’s going to feel guilty because she’s hurting people she knows. Maybe even people she likes, but definitely people she knows. Maybe that will make her more lenient, more trusting, more inclined toward mercy; maybe it will be the opposite, with Padma being especially firm in her commitment to Dumbledore’s Army because she doesn’t want to be called-out for sympathizing with the enemy. Either way it isn’t going to be neat, isn’t going to be cut-and-dried for her. And that’s fascinating to me. She could wind up being torn in two if someone playing one of her old friends seeks her out (either genuinely or through ulterior motives) and tries to play on her sympathies, on their old connection; she could use those connections to insinuate herself in their confidences and play spy for the D.A.; she could use what she knows about them to hurt them by helping plan strategy to take advantage of weaknesses the others aren’t familiar with; she could sabotage D.A. plans to avoid hurting people she still likes too much to turn her back on completely; she could take them at their word and inadvertently court disaster for her friends; etc!

Gender Twins: if a prospective Parvati player is interested in exploring the twins’ gender identities I would be delighted to jump on board with that, whether that involves making one or both of them trans or nonbinary (maybe they’re “identical” twins because the one is regularly Polyjuicing the other in order to get a body she feels comfortable in? Maybe one of them is really a boy who was assigned female at birth, and he hesitates to “come out” because he doesn’t want to risk growing apart from his sister? Maybe they’re both trans, and the label of “prettiest girls in school” is something they worked hard for -- or something these nonbinary twins resent? etc). I thus hesitate to specify Padma’s gender identity in too much detail yet beyond the basic label of “female presenting” because I want to leave that open for possible later shared exploration with my fellow player. (If no Parvati player materializes in the opening weeks of the game, I may still end up exploring these themes on my own...but I’d rather do it in concert with an in-play Parvati than with a made-up NPC one, of course!)

#recruitaccept #padma patil

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some scars. - fan apprentice/julian

IT’S 1 AM AND JULIAN DEVOARK OWNS MY SOUL.

anyway so im uh;;; a tad bit shy to post this because, well, it’s a self insert fanfiction and those are Generally Frowned Upon™ by most fandoms and the like. but it makes me happy that the arcana fandom, from what i’ve seen, is super welcoming about it so!! here we go.

mainly my inspiration to post this came from the amazing writing of @malaktheraven and their fan apprentice Henny falling in love with Jules, but also... I had a rather bad mental breakdown the other day, after I’d gotten into the game, and I needed someone to be there for me when no one was irl. so, Julian came to mind. I apologize if he’s OOC; Im still trying to get the hang of him. hope you all enjoy tho!! my apprentice ref can be found here.

(warnings for self hatred and self harm by means of punching stone.)

Sneaking out was all routine.

She knew what passages to avoid, how to get around Mercedes and Melchor, all the turns that lead towards the hidden door, the paths she traveled to get into town- all of it. Sure, walking and climbing nearly nightly had taken a toll on her sleeping patterns and muscles, it was all worth it when she got to see him.

She was in love with a wanted murderer. Seems about right.

She could’ve skipped along to the Rowdy Raven with how her heart was pounding from anticipation. She was in love with Julian, and she intended to let him know that when the time was right. They had certainly bonded, yes, in ways friends would bond- they shared stories about Asra being dumb, Julian told her about medicine and medical procedures (which she was terrible at), and she told him about the wonders and evolution of music- even singing a few numbers, with or without him. He was a lovely baritone, even if he didn’t think so whenever she brought it up.

His mysterious, dark rimmed eyes, his high cheekbones, his curly, soft, dark ginger hair…. The damn low cut shirt he always wore under his coat…. Sure, those were some things that made her love him at first. But it was his hidden kind heart, his humour, and his breathtaking smile that helped along.

She was head over heels with the help of a fugitive, and she could care less.

Her eyes wandered up to the roof of the Raven, grin ecstatic when she saw its most notable attender, Malak, sitting on a perch, being jittery as ever. But then… she looked inside, and her heart fell.

There he was, sitting in his usual spot near the back- with a woman. She was gorgeous, dressed in a bartender’s uniform, with sky blue hair and light skin. A splash of freckles was across her nose, and she was sitting on his lap, obviously flirting with him. And he seemed to be flirting back, that stupid, attractive half smirk ever present on his features, his eyebrow twitching…

And then his visible eye made contact with her through the window.

...

Typical.

Gloria turned on her heel and sped up the alley near the tavern, attempting to find her way back to her shop… might as well stop in during all this torment. Of course, she didn’t notice the accompanying footfalls that seemed to follow close behind her. Indeed, she could only arrive at her magic shop, shut the door- and throw the nearest book at the wall.

“Of fucking course!” She screams to herself, “Fall in love with someone when nobody gives a shit about you. Hell, that’s so fucking typical, you dumb sack of shit!”

She wasn’t yelling at the Doctor… but herself instead.

“Haven’t you learned by now that you don’t deserve anything? Asra only picked you off the street because he’s using you to get popular, even if he avoids his damn responsibility as a magician! The Countess is only using you to find a fucking fugitive! Portia could care less- she’s probably afraid of you! And Julian…. Used you as nothing more than a fucking trophy!!”

During all of this, she could only punch the wall and scream, her knuckles bleeding from where she hit the stone. They were covered in scars, reopening wounds from previous punches that had not quite healed. This is how she truly saw herself, as the scum of the world, who people only pretended to care about.

“It’s not Julian’s fucking fault, you dense motherfucker!” She continued punching and screaming, tears falling down her face, “It’s your fucking fault! Everything you do is your own damn fault, you worthless, goddamn, motherfucking, lying bitch!”

Suddenly, something caught her wrists.

Turning sharply at the hard grip, preparing to kick and scream and yell, her brown eyes fell upon the last person she’d expected to see.

“... What’s all this, then?” Asked Julian, softly, “I didn’t think part of an apprentice’s training was punching a wall and yelling at themselves.”

She could only stare at him dumbly, sniffling and shaking, as tears ran down her face and blood spilled from her knuckles. “Come on now. Was this about what happened at the tavern? … If it was, I will have you know that Denise was coming onto me without my consent.” Ah, there’s the flush of embarrassment that often stuck his pallid features, “I had no say in the matter; I was simply trying to wish her away.”

Gloria sniffed. “Uh huh. Yea. Sure you were.”

After a moment, he let go of her wrists, folding his arms in front of him. This was absolutely… perplexing. The cheerful, musical spirit he had come to know well in a short amount of time thought of herself like this? How had she survived like that?

… Then again, he was one to talk about surviving like that.

“You can believe me or not,” he said with a sigh, “but what I say is the truth. I would never lie to you, Gloria, because…” another blush, “... well, I wouldn’t. That’s all.” Another sniff from the apprentice, and suddenly his one-eyed gaze turned gentle. “Come on. Let me bandage those hands of yours-”

“No.”

He blinked as she drew her hands back, swatting him away. “... Why not?”

“I deserve it.” She spoke, looking down at the blood flowing from her knuckles. “I deserve every bad thing that happens to me. And will happen to me. And had happened to me. Everyone forgets about me. Nobody cares about me. I know this, I’ve learned it, I’ve heard it for years. I just-”

“Did Asra ever say that to you?”

She looked up at him suddenly, brown eyes wide. “... No. But I’m sure he was thinking it-”

“Listen to me,” he was stern now, though stern out of compassion, “I’ve known Asra for a very, very long time. Quite well, actually, as I’m sure I’ve told you. Know this, shopkeep- everything he does is not without good intention. There’s a good reason he took you in as an apprentice.”

“Because he craves popularity,” she responded, sniffing again- there’s some fresh tears coming down her face now.

“He would ne’er do such a thing,” Julian retorted, determined to win this battle, “he could care less about being popular; he wants to help people. Why do you think he and I tried to help find a cure for the Red Plague? Regardless of what he thinks of me now?”

She didn’t have a response for that.

“I cannot speak for the Countess,” he continued, “nor can I speak for Portia. But you must know this. So many people care about you. You have an infectious mirth about you, Gloria, that I have not seen for quite some time. Your determination to make people smile, to make people be safe… it’s a thing to be admired.”

She was sobbing again, sniffling, and her stupid motormouth flung out the emotions she’d been holding onto, “But do you care about me?”

A long, silent pause, only broken by the sniffles and sobs from the witch. Until finally....

“... Yes. Yes, I do.”

She took in another shaky breath, suddenly watching him come closer to her, and a gloved hand laid on her face, brushing away her tears, as his tall frame loomed over her- comforting, securing, welcoming.

“I thought myself undeserving of someone like you,” he said after a second, leaning closer to her, “but… you made me feel accepted around you. Something I didn’t know I had needed. We’re one in the same, you and I.” And after another hopelessly soft smile, tears formed in her eyes as he continued speaking.

“Gloria, I love you.”

She blinked once. Then twice. A third time, feeling another sob come up in her, and she freed it, flinging her arms around Julian’s neck. Christ, if he was lying to her right now, she didn’t want to know it. She just wanted to feel this strange, warm feeling inside her for as long as she could.

She buried her face in his neck, feeling his strong arms hug her back tightly, like he’d never let her go.

“...I love you too, y’know,” she said, after she’d calmed down due to his hug. “Since we’re in the middle of confessing things right now.”

“... Since when?” He asked from where his face was on her shoulder.

“Since that time at the Raven where we did the Minuet song and dance,” she answered, “you just looked so elated, spinning me around and singing your probably drunk heart out.”

He recalled the time fondly, of course- she had been elated too, even is he suspected she was using her voice magic at the time to spread the feeling of joy throughout the room. But at this point, he didn’t care.

“What about you?” she asked.

“The first night you sang for me.” He answered without hesitation, “well, not just me. For that drunken old man at the bar some weeks past- the one who’d just lost his wife. It was the first time I’d heard you sing, and there was something about it that had just…” Suddenly he pulled her out of the hug, pressing their foreheads together, “You didn’t spell me, did you?”

Despite her current mess of a face, she smiled a little, “Of course not. I can control my own voice, you know.”

He laughed then, enough to make his small smile increase to a dazzling grin, “I have no doubt.”

“So… what happens now? Do we, uh, kiss or something?”

“If you have no objections, I would very much like to kiss you.”

“.... Definitely not.”

What happened next was a kiss that made her forget about the blood on her hands, and the scars inside her that would soon heal in time.

It was a very good thing she’d fallen in love with a Doctor.

#the arcana #the arcana fanfic #gloria/julian #fan apprentice/julian #what all do i tag this as skhdfasd #julian devorak #hottie doctor #fan apprentice #ace writes stuff #ace apprentice

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The Tomarry Fic Rec Post That No One Asked For

 You are all welcome, by the way.

BYR: Some fics contain questionable and just wtf material. I try to mark down warnings as best as I can, but for longer stories, I have forgotten exact details. Please heed whatever warnings I did remember and if you have further questions about specific stories, please feel free to ask. Especially since some stories often have circumstances surrounding a certain material that could use more clarification than a warning phrase.

The Glass Serpent and the Dark Horse by KaedeRavensdale

In which Tom Riddle Senior never could fully put Merope’s claims of being pregnant out of his mind and set out to bring his child home, unwittingly changing the fate of both the Wizarding and Muggle worlds and laying waste to the machinations of a certain scheming old man.

Warnings: Currently WIP, AU, Tom is growing up in Harry’s time, Tom Riddle Senior is fucking badass my guys, slow-moving, incomplete

Also Rec:  In the Heart of the Sea (Merpeople/Siren AU, Mpreg)

(Currently reading this and enjoying the hell out of it. It’s one of the few fics I’ve read where TR Sr. isn’t abusive or completely apathetic to Tom. The plotline of him having magic kind of makes me go ._. at times, but I’m putting faith in the author!!)

A Fundamental Ingredient by Stellanti Nocte

Voldemort, always in search of immortality, uses a ritual to transform himself into an immortal hybrid creature. One of the two creatures is a Veela. He expects to find Bellatrix as his mate, but soon finds that it's Harry Potter.

Warnings: Creature!Voldemort, underage sex, one-shot, complete

(I was still in my Drarry/Tomarry phase, and while constantly reading Drarry, I’d practically eat creature stories. Thus, I of course found and read this story. While it eventually ends with smut, the story is pretty lengthy before it.)

Bleeding Love by Tango Dancer

15 years ago, they sealed him away never to see the light again. Now that his innocence has been proven, they want him back, but what they find is a broken man. Will they manage to get over the secrets and get his trust back after all the pain?

Warnings: LV/HP/LM Threesome, MPreg, referenced sexual and physical abuse, scarring, mental trauma, complete

(Goodness, it has been a while since I’ve last read it, but just seeing the title makes me want to read it again. This was also the fic that introduced me to LM/HP, though I have no love or much care for the pairing since I was already heavily shipping JP/LM. Regardless, this is a fun fic to read and re-read. Some concepts brought up in the last parts are kind of weird because they make references to fics the author has yet to write, however.)

A Knight's Love by Nillen

Once upon a time, in a far away kingdom, there lived a King.

Warnings: AU, Sexual Assault (not between Tomarry), Character Death, OOCness, complete

(This story makes me wonder why we don’t have more Healer!Harry in Tomarry stories.)

Bonded One by Stephke23

As a last resort to believe in love, Tom calls for his bonded one and pulls Harry through time, to him.

Warnings: Time Travel AU, one instance of rape, 250k+ words, manipulations, torture, physical assault, incomplete, ect...

(YOOOO, this is literally one of the first fics I read when starting Tomarry and possibly the main reason why I’m still hooked. I was reading this baby back when it still had 22 chapters. It’s long as fuck, but so worth it. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Figments Forever by nat rulz

Love, the most powerful force on earth. Voldemort, the most powerful Dark Lord ever. Vendo Diligo, the most potent love potion that exists. Harry Potter, the unfortunate victim subjected to all three. Emotions are wicked things.

Warnings: love potions, character death, tears are not included, complete

(It’s been a while since I read this, but goodness if this still doesn’t make my heart hurt)

Full Circle by tetsurashian 

Harry and Tom's souls are tied together. Which is why they're in this endless loop of rebirth. At some point, they stopped caring and just started fucking with people.

Warnings: Rebirth AU, Incomplete

(Please read this. I can’t say much about it because it’s a comedy story, but my goodness, you will not regret opening your mind to the BS Harry puts the world through. RECOMMENDED)

The Dark Lord’s Children Series by CrazyJanaCat

Warnings: Dead Dove Don’t Eat, Mpreg, Rape, Stockholm Syndrome, Miscarriage, Sexual Slavery, Humiliation, complete

Also rec: Harrymort One-Shots (similar warnings apply),  How to prevent a War (Time Travel AU)

(This author writes more on the darker side for those are inclined to it. However, How to Prevent a War is a lot more light-hearted and was a lot of fun to read.)

Literally anything by Watermelonsmellinfellon/Mister-Tom-A-Dildo-Lover

Various warnings can apply so I advise reading the warning tags on AO3 before reading them on their FFN account

Notable Mentions:  Σίγμα Τρία, The Consort Tournament,  All it Takes is a Star,  Strive,  Matchmaker, Matchmaker,  I Will Always Come Back To You,  It Was a Joke: The Foretold Note

(I could go on for days about how much I love their writing. My goodness, they are up there with RenderedReverse for my fav Tomarry/Harrymort writers)

47 Days to Change (a translation) by snow_owl01

Harry Potter and Tom Riddle are enemies, born adversaries, prophesied leaders of opposite factions.

2001 to 1932, forty-seven days to change the fate of the Dark Lord.

This is a 'Harry travels back in time to raise Tom' story. An unfortunate tale of one man's failed attempt to mold young Tom into a decent, law-abiding citizen. Instead, as Fate will have it, young Tom grows up to become the same twisted psychopath, who is hell-bent on winning the love of his adoptive father. Harry's consent be damned.

Warnings: Time Travel AU, English translation from Chinese, Harry is fucked, did you fucking see that summary, HARRY IS FUCKED, incomplete

One-shot that’s not connected to canon story aside from setting: Here (Mpreg, Rape, Explicit Sex)

(*softly to myself* f u c k. Aside from that, this is probably the fic that started my kink for Tomarry Time Travel AUs. RECOMMENDED)

Kisses Cursed by The_Fictionist

Some said he was once a man, cursed, and some that he sold his soul to demons and became one in turn. Others said that such evil as he could never have been human. That he was instead a nightmare, left lingering upon the earth a very long time ago.

Harry just knew it wasn't safe to walk near the Riddle House after dark.

Warnings: Loosely inspired by Beauty and the Beast, Character Death, complete

Also Rec: Solace in Shadows (Incomplete, AU) , Impressing Professor Potter (sexual innuendos)

(This falls into the category of: I really love this fic but it put them through such a state that I don’t want to read it again anytime soon. RECOMMENDED)

The Dysfuctional Riddle Family by teecup_angel

Warnings: (post) Mpreg, Baby Daddy Drama, AU, Harry Potter is Tom’s “Mother”, Reincarnation, Rebirth, complete

(This series is a dramatic comedy, and boy can you tell from the first story. I wish and wish with all my might that the author will one day continue with a third part of the series.)

Ineluctability by BeatDobby

As their connection strengthens, Potter falls into Riddle's possesion. However, the obvious isn't exactly truth in this case.

Warnings: Uhh... I think this story is rather plotty, AU, complete

(I... honestly don’t remember much about this story. I remember enjoying it, but it also fell into the “Put me through a moment and now I’m not sure if I’ll reread it” category.)

An echo of the past by TosMichiyo

Messing with time is dangerous. Every Wizard and Witch knows that. However Tom Riddle wasn’t going to let that stop him. He wanted and needed to know what the future would bring. He just didn’t know that some things are better left unknown.

When Harry faces someone who resembles Tom Riddle and the male claims to be to be Voldemort’s son, Marvolo Slytherin, he instantly grows wary of the other. Marvolo however proves him wrong every time and Harry can’t help but feel a growing connection between them.

Warnings: Maniplations, Sane Tom Riddle, Time Travel, past child abuse, Dimension Hopping, AU, incomplete

(I just really like this author’s writing style in general)

Inheritance by MidnightEmber

Salazar Slytherin bound Earth, Air, Fire and Water to himself and through him to his descendants. Now that Voldemort has been resurrected he shall assume his inheritance. But who are his elementals?

Warnings: Mentor!Snape, Possible underage relationship?? The story is still incomplete/slow moving so I can’t be sure. Torture and death happens, though.

(Similar to Bonded One, this is a story I recall reading when I first started getting into Tomarry. I rec it mostly because I enjoyed the story a lot and I think others would too, keeping in mind it’s still incomplete.)

Little Seer by HuskyWalker

Voldemort won the first war. Harry is happy to live as an unnoticed squib at Hogwarts. Unfortunately, visions and rebels don't allow that and Harry soon catch the attention of the dark lord.

Warnings: Seer/Squib!Harry, Mentor/Father-figure!Snape, fights occur, complete

Also rec: The Sanctuary (Time Travel AU, Creature Inheritance, Post-War!Harry, incomplete)

(I read this back when I was only on FFN, and it’s been a while. However, I really enjoyed just about everything this story had to offer. There is supposed to be a sequel in the works as well, but the author has not been present for some time. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Meant To Be by phoenixmaiden13

One Night of passion leads to drastic consequences that changes the war completely. Harry must go into hiding to protect himself and his most guarded secret. But will that secret bring Harry and Tom together? Only if it is Meant to Be.

Warnings: Rape, Mpreg, OOC, incomplete

Also Rec: Rapunzel, Rapunzel, Where is Your Hair? (One-shot, AU, Complete)

(I really enjoyed the first twentyish chapters. After that, the story becomes aimless. I’m not sure if the author is trying to build up to something, but it has been slow moving for the last six chapters. I still rec it, but keep in mind the slow period.)

New Divide by Aisling-Siobhan (AO3)

Harry Potter is the BWL and by some twist of Fate he was also the reincarnation of Voldemort's murdered lover. Plagued by memories of his past life and smarter than before everything is about to change. And then Voldemort finds out who Harry really is.

Warnings: Reincarnation AU, Mpreg, Drama, Character Death, Complete

(I have so many good things to say about this fic, that I don’t know what to say at all. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Teaching History (is Old News) by You_Light_The_Sky

In which Tom is the DADA professor at Hogwarts, secretly recruiting followers for his future army, and Harry is the worst Divination professor ever, accidentally messing up Tom’s plans.

Warnings: AU, Humor, Incomplete

(In the portion of the story available, it’s a lot of fun to read the shenanigans Harry and Tom get into. RECOMMENDED)

Second chances by slayer of destiny (AO3)

Fate decides to play with Harry's life again, giving him a chance at a family but with the most shocking father. After the Order lock him up Harry flees to the father where they both may get a second chance.

Warnings: Mpreg, AU, Teeters on being domestic at times

(Once more, I blame my internet for giving out before I could finish, but I do rec it.)

Penpals by nekoanima

What if Harry had a pen pal as a child another boy who was all alone? Harry makes friends with the young Tom Riddle as their letters bounce through time to the one they needed the most.

Warnings: Fluffy af, Tom thinks Harry is a girl, AU, Incomplete

(This is a really cute story. I really like young!Harry and young!Tom being friends; because I really believe that in another life, they’d mesh pretty well together. RECOMMENDED)

Rebuilt by Terrific Lunacy

After society as we know it collapsed, humanity struggled for survival. Slowly a new society begins to establish. Groups led by lords battle for territory. Young Harry Potter has no interest in joining local politics, but when a new lord with unconventional ideas sees the potential in his unique talents, can Harry remain neutral?

Warnings: Post-apocalyptic, Inventor!Harry, AU, Incomplete

(I ended up not reading past ch 24 because I lost internet and never picked it up again, but this story was just so great. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Schooled by WyrdSmith (AO3)

7th Year Gryffindors learn why it is never a good idea to piss off Ravenclaw Hadrian Morgan. His payback during Professor Slytherin's class is BEAUTIFUL. In carrying it out, orphaned pureblood Hadrian catches the interest and libido of the present Lord Marvolo Slytherin, who -- with the assistance of the entire Slytherin student body as well as a few other surprising characters -- tries to lure Morgan into his life and his bed. But just how naive is Hadrian Morgan, really?

Warnings: AU, LV is a professor, Explicit, Takes place in 1945, Incomplete

(Y E S. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Red Hood, Red Blood by Fairygirl34 

War between Man and Wolf had gone on long before Harry became a Wolf Slayer. With his two rifles, he slaughters the monsters who took everything from him and the villagers. No wolf has been able to defeat him but Harry just might meet his match.

Warnings: Blood, Violence, Werewolf!Tom, Slayer!Harry, Harry has bloodlust, Incomplete

Also rec: Nursery Rhyme AU Series (Can be bloody/dark), Baby, You’re Mine Series (Office Boss!Tom, Character Death)

(Just about any time this updates, I’m there devouring the next chapter.)

Running Up That Hill by rightonthelimit

When Harry witnesses a deaf boy named Tom getting harassed, he’s quick to stand up for him. At that moment he doesn’t know Tom is going to be the love of his life, and he doesn’t know what’s going on inside Tom’s mind. He never will.

Warnings: Deaf!Tom, High School AU, Sexual Content, One-shot, Complete

(It’s been a while, but I do remember enjoying this fic a lot)

Divine by ObsidianPen

Voldemort, the God of the Underworld and Master of the Dead, most feared of all the Gods by the mortals of the world...was lonely.

Warnings: God AU, Greek mythology inspired. Hades!Voldemort, Persephone!Harry. Dark, Explicit, Rape, Incomplete

Also Rec: No Glory (Voldemort Wins AU, torture, character death) 

(I was seriously craving a mythology fic right around this fic was first published. It fills that quota very well though I sometimes wish it had went along the “Persephone wanted dat ass” route.)

More Precious than Rubies by Strange_Soulmates

Harry Potter has recently escaped from his dragon-guarded tower. So has his fellow prisoner - the dragon who was enchanted to guard him. Harry's friend is missing, however, and so he sets off to assure himself of his well-being before he finds the person responsible for imprisoning them both. Accompanied by a stranger with a familiar name, Harry finds himself with more questions than answers as he slowly learns about the customs of dragons and the history of the dragon he befriended, the fearsome Voldemort.

Warnings: Fairytale AU, Dragon!Tom, Possessive Behavior, Complete

(I have never been so upset that a story isn’t updated when all that’s left is the very last chapter. Heart = Broken. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Eros by leontina (Leontina)

Tom is the newly appointed Headmaster at Hogwarts, which means it's up to him to deal with the trouble-making Potter twins. When he meets their father, Harry, Tom is instantly drawn to him and plans on making Harry his.

Warnings: Referenced Past!Har/Gin, Headmaster!Tom, Child OCs, One-shot, Complete

(If you like single-dad Harry and Headmaster Tom, then please just click that link already. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Betrayal of A Different Kind by vampiric_mcd

The war did not end with a magical battle, but by a contract of convenience. And now, Harry Potter has to live with the consequences of a choice he made several years ago. Not everyone supports the conditions of their brave new world and that might threathen to destroy everything the Light and Dark have worked together to achieve.

Warnings: Arranged Marriage AU, Politics, Infidelity, Possessive Behavior, Guerrilla Warfare, Incomplete

(the one fic about arranged marriage that is multi chap and not stolen - and it hasn’t been updated in months)

Solamen Miseris by Paimpont

A year after the final battle, select death eaters are given the chance to complete a "redemption program" where they must live without magic for six months under supervision. Harry is assigned to watch over a mysterious dark wizard who has been locked up in a secret cell at the Ministry since the battle.

Warnings: One-shot, complete

Also Rec: To the Waters and the Wild (honestly one of the funniest stories I’ve read)

(Uh.... It’s been a really long time...)

Some Other Beginning's End by BelovedShadow

Harry reveals the fact that he is a horcrux to Voldemort during the final battle, and Voldemort decides to keep Harry safe and protected. Knowing that he and Voldemort are the only two people who will live forever, Harry distances himself from everyone but Voldemort, and develops a growing fascination with the man and his dark, peculiar, ways

Warnings: Mpreg, Non-Deathly Hallows Compliant, complete

(I remember liking it, but I also don’t remember it.)

Your Name on My Heart by whitedandelions (AO3)

Bearing the Dark Lord's soul mark on his chest certainly isn't easy when his family is firmly on the Light Side.

Warnings: Soulmate AU, Twins!Harry and James, twists, dark at times, set in past, incomplete

Also Rec: Una Animarum (Soulmate AU, Harry can see magic)

(I am at the edge of my seat after the latest chapter, holy crap this story is getting better and better. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Through your black hair, my hands, Alt Translation by tinanl

Harry lost the war and died but ended up in the past, first meeting six year old Tom Riddle, then attending Hogwarts where Prof. Riddle was teaching DADA, love moves in mysterious ways

Warnings: English Translation from Chinese, Time Travel AU

Latest translation by Marcell13

(Some parts don’t make much sense, but I’m chalking it up to it being a translation. Tinanl actually got really far with the translation. You’ll see it as the one chapter actually contains several chapters. It’s a lot of fun to read, though I will warn of MPreg, but I don’t recall the chapters getting to that point the last time I read. I also have not read CrownedPhoenix’s translation nor Marcell13′s, but Marcell13 is the currently updating translation. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.)

The Snake and His Lion by iWannaPetYourPetPeacock

Harrison Evans is the Slytherin's 'pet lion.' But what happens when one Slytherin forgets that only person Harry belongs to, is Tom Riddle?

Warnings: Sexual Assault (not between Tomarry) Possessive Behavior, complete

(I read this about a year ago? I don’t think it aged particularly well, but there are bits that I still like)

The Artifice of Eternity by Lomonaaeren

Strange events lead to the resurrection of Tom Riddle- not quite a Horcrux, not quite a Veela.

Warnings: Post-war, Veela!Tom, Mating, Sexual Content, One-shot, complete

Also Rec: His Twenty-Eighth Life (Time Travel/Dimension Hopping AU, Master of Death!Harry)

(Really nice take on the creature inheritance plotline. I often come back to read this story when on long trips. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

BigJellyMonster, just BigJellyMonster

Notable Mentions: The Diary of Tom Riddle, Shared, Moments

Work can include: Possessive Behavior, Sexual Content

Not Strong Enough by Sayon_170

He was going to give Tom the one thing he never had: Love.

After months of preparation, Harry was ready to go back in time and meet the source of all his pain and misery: Tom Riddle. Harry would give him his unconditional love, and that would change everything— he would make a new future, one that ended with his eternal rest and a content, complete soul. Harry never thought of failure as a possibility. He would realize too late that Life and Fate were fickle, ancient beings that answered to no one. And so Harry left to the past, a time where Tom Riddle was still redeemable, to love and change Tom for the better and create a newer, happier future— nary a thought to what Fate had in store for him.

Warnings: Possessive Behavior, Time Travel AU, OCs, Power Play/Imbalance, Politics, Underage sex, Incomplete

(You will see that I am a huge lover of the fix-it AUs. RECOMMENDED)

of demons and mortals by rayfelle

Harry is a mage. Tom is a demon Prince sealed in an ugly doll.

Warnings: Modern AU, One-shot, Complete

(Beautiful. RECOMMENDED)

Frozen Coffee by Rhodium

Harry was sure his mind must have short-circuited for a second, because it sounded like Riddle, his megalomaniac micromanaging boss who had a stick permanently stuck up his ass, had just asked him out on a date.

"What, like a date?" He blurted out, his mind-to-mouth filter as degraded as the one in the coffee machine. Harry immediately clapped his hands over his mouth, failing to hold back in the words that had already fallen from his lips.

Then, to his surprise, his uptight cold-hearted boss fidgeted.

What the…

Or, the story where Harry believes that his boss, Tom Riddle, is a heartless robot...and then they go ice skating

Warnings: Sassiness, Modern AU, Boss!Tom, Worker!Harry, Harry on Ice, One-shot, complete

(I don’t read a lot of non-magic AUs because I feel like magic is a core part of the series/characters and needs to be a part of the story in some form, but damn if this isn’t a story I wouldn’t mind making an exception of.)

Home by Acnara

“Are you lonely?”

Always the same conversation.

“Maybe. Sometimes.”

“Sometimes I am, too. I think.”

---

Six years after the battle of Hogwarts and the death of the Dark Lord, Harry Potter dreams of a little girl in a forest. Because it was never really over.

Warnings: Delphini, one-shot, complete

(fuCK. RECOMMENDED)

The 'L' Word by eaivalefay

Well. Potter was his husband. Voldemort was vaguely certain there was some unwritten Code out there dictating that spouses were allowed to do such things.

Warnings: Fluff, one-shot, short, complete

(I just realized that I don’t read much fluff!Tomarry, whereas with SNS or SoRiku, I’m all about huge mixes of fluff and angst.)

Definitions and cages by Clarisse (transnymphtaire)

You can't help but get emotionally attached to someone after 14 years connected to their soul.

Voldemort only wants to keep Harry safe, from the war and from the impostor.

Warnings: Rapunzel AU in canon, definitions everywhere

(As I remembered this story, a cackle left my mouth. Take that as you will.)

Demons of The Past by leontina (Leontina)

Harry and Tom were childhood sweethearts who broke up in their final year of Hogwarts when Tom's fascination with the Dark Arts became too much for Harry. Five years later Tom is slowly taking over the Ministry, and meets Harry again when he is arrested for rioting against the Ministry--and neither of them ever quite got over the other.

Also Rec:  I Will Possess Your Heart (Modern AU)

Warnings: AU, Friends to Lovers to Enemies to Lovers, Possessive Behavior, Dom/Sub Undertones, incomplete

(It may be incomplete, but my life became a little bit more whole while reading it.)

Badgers and Snakes by partofforever (edvic)

“And he’s a Hufflepuff,” Orion added with a grimace. “No way we can stick with him.” “I will.”

Harry Potter and Tom Riddle are childhood friends. When Harry gets sorted to Hufflepuff, their relationship is put under pressure.

Warnings: Hufflepuff!Harry, 1940s/Tom’s Hogwarts time, Childhood friends, complete

(I don’t remember this one as well, but I remember a lot of cheeky!Harry and fluff.)

yebisu by slexenskee (Sambomaster)

For the record, Harry is only here for his time-travelling kids.

Voldemort can fuck off.

Warnings: God!Harry, Divorce, Master of Death!Harry, MPreg, Time Travel AU, incomplete

Also Rec: Cheap (Bad) Dance Moves (God!Harry, OCs, Lots of mature material), yebisu: solid dance (mpreg, Voldemort Wins AU)

(With that summary, how can you not want to to read? I mean, that was my thought process when I first saw it. RECOMMENDED)

Hem of Your Garment by adVENTitiious 

How much can one person change another?

Warnings: Time Travel AU, Amnesiac!Harry

(Between the growing relationship between Harry and Tom and Avery being Best Friend™, I am in love. RECOMMENDED)  

Dinner of Deception by XxXxDarkVampirexXxX

A dinner party gone wrong. A group of Light and Dark members gather for a celebratory dinner, which is cut short when one of them turns up dead. How did this happen? Who did this? Are they dining with a murderer? Well...yes, but would the Dark really be so eager to break the peace treaty? Would anyone?

Warnings: Character Death, Mystery, Post-War AU, Incomplete

Also Rec: Easy Fear (not really a Tomarry as it’s currently General, but still a fun read)

(I plan to re-read when it’s finished because the suspense was killing me back when it had 11 chapters. xD)

Dark Adrenaline by Katsitting (Nekositting)

He was a snake—definitely. A conniving man that forced people into corners simply because he wanted to see if he could. He cared little for the feelings of others, using them just as he was using Harry to attract the attention of the political socialites in the Gala. Harry had suspected there was a far more hidden game at play when he had been in the hotel with him earlier, having caught that Riddle had set his machinations on him rather than on prominent figures in the hall.

But how the bloody hell was he supposed to know it would end up like this?

Warnings: Dub-Con, Power Dynamics, No Lube/Painful Sex, Escort!Harry, Politician!Tom, No Magic, One-shot, Complete

Also Rec: Speaking in Tongues (series of one-shots of various plotlines),  I'll Eat Your Heart Out, Sir (Professor AU in which Tom gets splashed with a lust/love potion)

(Looking at those warnings, you can just feel the ‘ouch’. I still insist a cursory look considering this is 8k+ words of plot. RECOMMENDED)

in death we seek devotion by flat_teeth (onetrickpony)

Voldemort lives, Harry does not. In which Tom Riddle has been purposefully killing his soulmate every time they reincarnate. Kill an individual enough times, when all they want is to be cared for and loved, to be accepted—of course they will come back different. They become someone else.

Warnings: Soulmate AU, Implied Underage Sex, Tom Keeps Killing Harry

(Damn it, Tom.)

A Lesson in Defense by thecrimsonmonarch

Maybe they were destined to always be obsessed with each other.

Warnings: Time Travel/Fix It AU, Professor!Harry, One-shot, Complete

(A short, but funny fic for those who want something a little light.)

House of Snakes by flitterflutterfly (Will be updated eventually under skylarjaye)

At 30 years old, divorced, and headmaster of Hogwarts, Harry Potter doesn't have the life he'd always dreamed would come after defeating Voldemort. A chance discovery in the Chamber of Secrets allows him an opportunity to go back in time and change some things. Wherein Harry—now Hadrian—raises his younger self, dances the political dance with Death Eaters and a resurrected Tom Marvolo Riddle, and searches for a way to stop the destruction of the magical world.

Warnings: Harry Raises Harry, Time Travel AU, Courtship, Manipulative!Dumbledore, Politics, Incomplete

(I’ve always been a little iffy by the ‘x raises themself’ plot, but reading one for the first time, I found myself enjoying it a lot. RECOMMENDED)

Animus, Anima: English version by Maiathoustra

In limbo, Harry doesn't choose to go back to the Forbidden Forest to face Voldemort. He makes another decision and finds himself in a baby's body: little Tom Riddle.

Years pass and intimately bind the orphan and his imaginary friend, in an hopeless incestuous relationship. Indeed, all the odd events of Tom Riddle's life happen in spite of Harry's presence: could it be the one who provokes them?

This is Tom Riddle's entire life, as close to canon as possible, if he shared his body with Harry Potter (and fell in love with him).

Warnings: Time Travel AU (kind of), English Translation from French, Harry is stuck in Tom’s head, Mature content, Protective Behavior (from Harry)

(So the author is translating their own fic into English. I will definitely be checking out the French version because this fic is just soo goood. I will admit that their are some phrases and words that don’t make a lot of sense, but I chalk it up to English not being the author’s first language. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Only The Good by RepentingSirens

It's late at night, and Harry decides to text his ex-boyfriend/ex-best friend. It doesn't turn out as well as expected.

Warnings: Sad, and not in the usual way, Texting, Modern AU. One-shot, Complete

(Briefly re-read it to remember warnings, and wow, I wasn’t expecting for some scars to be prodded at. RECOMMENDED)

To Be Set Free by Merrinpippy

Harry Potter, raised and abused by the Dursleys ever since his parents died, lives in the cupboard under the stairs. He has no friends or family who love him and his life is dull until one day a letter arrives arrives for him, written in green ink, that promises freedom. Sounds familiar, right?

King Thomas Riddle's illness combined with his political paranoia pushes him to arrange three royal balls, after which his son, Prince Tom Riddle, must choose a guest to marry, thereby securing the kingdom's future and solidifying their strength in the eyes of their allies/enemies. Tom is convinced that he will be able to defy his father and choose no-one, or at least he is until at the first ball he meets an attractive stranger with dark hair and glasses who won't tell anyone his name...

Warnings: Cinderella AU, Complete

Also Rec: Kings of Flowers and Skulls (Fairytale AU, Implied Child Abuse), We Are Gods (Blood, Death),  Ignoring the Issue (Jealous!Tom),  Three Things (Possessive Behavior), Jealousy (Time Travel AU)

(Honestly, their characterization of Harry and Tom resonates really well with me. I rec a good chunk of their stories; the ones I haven’t are ones I haven’t read yet. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Fears by amortentia_on_her_lips

Warnings: The very first chapter includes a table of contents with warnings for each one-shot.

(In this series, each chapter is a one-shot with little to not correlation with one another. They’re each based off of a fear.)

He who Loves Death by brizo

The teen across from him wore a wild grin. Grey eyes widened in lust and excitement with his normally immaculate dark brown hair in disarray. The teens hands were covered in the blood of the body he was standing in front of. “Welcome home darling. I have a present for you.” He grinned sharply.'

In which even as a muggle Tom Riddle is still a murdering lunatic except he does it to summon Death. Who he courts.

Harry is kinda flattered.

Warnings: Master of Death!Harry, Blood, Killing, Serial Killer!Tom

(I don’t even know who to say ‘Damn it, character’ about. RECOMMENDED)

White Innocence by emriel

Harry is given another chance to live but there is a catch. He wakes up in the past. Thinking it was all a mistake, Harry plots to get back but has the misfortune of attracting the attention of Tom Riddle. They become friends and Tom starts to feel things that are foreign to him. So he keeps Harry close. What starts as curiosity turns into an obsession.

Warnings: Time Travel AU, Possessive Behavior, Manipulation, Drama, Incomplete

(I honestly need to revisit this one. I had read through the available chapters not too long ago, but I forgot some specific details about what it’s about.)

The Closing Of The Year by kcstories 

After his divorce, Harry Potter moves in with Tom Riddle. So does his ten-year-old son Albus Severus, who tries his utmost to get used to his new surroundings and to the strange, sinister man his dad has fallen in love with.

Warnings: Post-War AU, Referenced Past!Har/Gin, Fluff

(Honestly, this is fluff among all the dramatic and angst stories. A nice feel-good fluff at that.)

If Them's the Rules by MayMarlow

Unable to accept the aftermath of the war, Harry decides to travel back in time to become the parent Tom Riddle obviously should have had. Except that things don't go as planned and Harry finds himself part of a game with hidden rules, trying to survive while raising a boy whose understanding of family has nothing to do with love. 

Warnings: Time Travel/Fix-It AU, Non-Con (not between Tomarry), Politics, slow moving, incomplete

Also Rec: Don't Fuck With Florists (They'll Fuck You Up) (Time Travel AU, A good mix of funny and plot)

(The biggest thing that I appreciate about this story is that it takes its time to develop more on the childhood Tom has with Harry. It’s also one of the biggest auuughhhh because it sometimes feels that it took too long or that some of the chapters could be combined. Nevertheless, this a read I think a lot of people would enjoy. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

Their Verdict of Vagaries by Angstier

"All who fall under your gaze become accused of a silent crime… and I am yet to understand why." -Riddle.

Warnings: Time Travel AU, Gray!Harry, Harry gets fucked, Complete

(How do I even describe this story. Okay, so I read this story right after I read New Divide, and got this double whammy of angst. I even wrote a small college essay on it because it’s so freaking good. This story is on a certain level of fuckititude and rec everyone to at least try it. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED) 

The Love of a Good Wizard by SweetSorcery

History of Magic has something to teach after all, and two resourceful students decide that the key to having any future at all lies in the past, and in Tom Riddle's heart. Assuming he has one.

Warnings: Time Travel AU, PansyxMinverva, Complete

(Despite my initial hesitance when the idea of Pansy and Minerva getting together was introduced, I actually ended up enjoying the entirety of this story, them included. It’s a mix of humor, drama, and fluffy getting-togetherness as well as some sexual moments.)

The Fragrance of a Moon Orchid by nuttyasafruitcake

She had smiled warmly at him. At his ignorance, he later discovered. "Harry, lovely," A soft, warm breath on his skin. He still wondered what scent it must have had. "The ability to experience the fragrances of our world doesn't come at a certain age. It's not connected to you. It's an ability, a small piece of a puzzle, that only can be discovered by meeting a special person."

Warnings: Soulmate AU, Complete

(I’ve read a lot of soulmate identifying plots, but reading one regarding one’s sense of smell is a new one.)

Summoning Series by aroundloafofbread

Warnings: Slow Burn, Summoner!Harry, James and Lily are Alive, Creatures

(Just by reading the first chapter of the main story, you can tell that the world the author is going for is going to be huge and expansive. RECOMMENDED)

Simple Request by AnOrcaLullaby

Sure friends helped each other out when they had problems. Harry just wished Tom’s problems weren’t so damned complicated. Why couldn’t the other get some other poor soul to play the part of his fiancé?

Warnings: Harry’s Era, Childhood Friends, Fake Engagement, One-sided Har/Gin, Yule

(Now this is some holiday fluff that this fandom needs among the (well-written, might I say) angst/drama. I’m looking straight at you, Their Verdict of Vagaries. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

The Root of All Evil Is Love by Crystia

Tom Riddle is certain that Harry Potter loved him before the potion's fiasco

Warnings: Harry is accidentally under love potion, feels, Slytherin!Harry, Time Travel AU, Incomplete

(So, I read two stories right after the other regarding Harry being put under a love potion. This was the more engaging and consistent out of the two. It’s also a good mix of ‘stop hurting my feels’ and humor. RECOMMENDED)

In a World Gone Astray by ValloryRussups

An "ordinary" Death Eater, Harry hides his true self to survive in this world ruled by the murderer of his parents. On his way to revenge, he schemes, kills, uses unwitting people, plays games with people far superior in social standing. He doesn't have anything to lose, and the path he is walking looks clear and uncomplicated.

Until the Dark Lord himself takes an interest in him.

Warnings: Revenge, Dark!Harry, Manipulation, Dom/Sob Undertones, Torture, Voldemort Wins First War AU, Incomplete 

Also Rec: From Azkaban with Love (Harry’s Time, Curse Breaker!Harry), The Librarian (Headmaster!Tom, Time Travel AU) (With Dark!Harry stories, I tend to approach with a large amount of skepticism. It’s just really hard for me to envision a Dark!Harry. However, if there has to be one, I’m glad it’s ValloryRussup’s. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

The Explosion by AmyTheAuthor

Usually, in other Fics, Harry goes to the past, meets an older or same age Tom in Hogwarts, and is sorted into Slytherin. Harry is usually there to change Tom and Tom is a “teenage Dark Lord.” In THIS Fic, Tom is a bullied 3rd year, believed to be a Mud-blood, and has his first ever crush on Henry Peverell, the 6th year Gryffindor, who is not there to change Tom, but rather...

Warnings: Time Travel AU (kind of),    Incomplete

(Honestly, with that summary, I avoided reading this story for the longest. When I eventually came to read it after reading their other stories, this turned out to be my favorite out of them all. RECOMMENDED)

the fault of boredom by tomrian (transnymphtaire) 

Tick tock says the clock, until Harry gets an insane idea that might kill him and that involves stealing pinned butterflies from a museum for a ritual that might not even work. Oh, and a fire.

Harry Potter travels back in time, and fucks shit up by pretending to be a) Voldie's son from the future b) Voldie's half-brother and c) the lovechild of Dumbledore, Ollivander and Fortescue. Because he was, is, bored.

Warnings: Time Travel AU, Crack with Plot, Incomplete, Master of Death!Harry

(A crack fic needed to be on here at one point.)

The Night He Left by VanillaGhost

After waking up in a forest to discover he’s been missing for twelve days, Harry must recover his memory if he’s to believe an old enemy and the little girl who show up the next day claiming to be his husband and daughter of nine years.

Warnings: OC child, kind of Time Travel, incomplete 

Also Rec:  My Name Is Tom (Future/Robot AU)

(As a currently updating fic, it’s likely to be completed soon as it’s written for the Tomarry Big Bang 2017. It’s so. Good. Every time it updates, I am so ready to read and so upset for the chapter to end. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

On the Matter of Obedience Series by blueshadows

Warnings: Slave fic, Sexual Content, Brainwashing, Suicide Attempt

(There had to be one of those fics on here somewhere.)

Dance with the Devil by Driverpicksthemooseic (Ratkinzluver33)

"I'm not here to hurt you, Harry. Quite the opposite, in fact. I wish to help you." 

Warnings: Horcrux!Tom, Quest to Restore Voldemort’s sanity, Incomplete

(A lot of the story at the moment is dedicated to the Horcrux’s teasing and flirting with Harry. It’s great. RECOMMENDED)

the deepest secret nobody knows by Strange_Soulmates

After he is taken from Diagon Alley, Harry Potter's parents become determined to shield their child from anything and everything. While Harry is still shaken by his brief kidnapping, he finds the loneliness of his new situation far worse. When he sees a shooting star, Harry Potter wishes for two things. He wishes for a friend, and for someone who will keep him safe.

Harry is immediately surrounded by a glow, and when he opens his eyes, he finds himself in Wool's Orphanage, face-to-face with Tom Riddle, a boy two years his senior. A boy who made a similar wish.

Their time in Wool's Orphanage builds an unbreakable bond, a friendship that deepens into something more at Hogwarts. Just as the two are beginning their life together, Harry disappears just as quickly as he arrived ten years earlier.

Warnings: Kidnapping, Time Travel AU, Childhood Friends, Protective Behavior, Possessive Behavior, Complete

(The first 8-9 chapters were really great, however, the last one feels rushed and some of it didn’t seem well-explained...)

ANYTHING BY RENDEREDREVERSE. (FFN)

I SET ASIDE DAYS JUST TO RE-READ THEIR SHIT. THEY ARE ON POINT WITH EVERY SINGLE THING AND I CAN’T WITH THEM OR OR THEIR STORIES. If I was honest, I would make a completely separate post about their fics just to wank about how much I love them, but I won’t. I’ll do it here instead. Each notable notable mention gets some fanscreaming commentary from me because RR is just that good.

Notable Notable Mentions:

Pokémon AUs Series Plushies and Phone Charms by StalkerOfStories (was inspired by the above AU) (RR PLEASE. You can’t just mix these two series together and expect for a wild fan to not appear.)

Here There Be Dragons  (One of the first fics I read from them and the primary reason why I can’t survive without their fics in my life. Harry messing with Voldemort and then it getting somewhat sad and lighthearted ftw.)

The Harvest God Series (*softly to myself but gets loud anyway* fuCKKKK)

Nature versus Nurture Series (You would be right to assume that the main story fucking destroyed me. Because it did. I could not stop reading and read the entire main story in almost four hours and just looking at the title makes me want to read it all again.)

Thomas Riddle and the Lamb of Dreams (This is the very first fic I ever read from RR and it was back on FFN, at first. It had always been enthralling for me to read, but I never looked up the author because I didn’t have internet. Now that I know who it is I am screeching.)

Until Death Do Us Part (I will get on the ground and beg for the last chapter if that’s what I need to. I am already aiming to make shit for this fic, what’s left for me to do. But seriously, this fic is on a level I didn’t expect from a good chunk of Tomarry fics.)

Notable Mentions:

Underneath the Boughs of an Elder Tree,  Vernal Equinox, Equilibrium Series, this ain't no fairytale Series, #mfw,  Kaleidoscope,  50 Heartbeats Away From Romance, Reading the Signs, Want You Back

#after doing this i stare at all the fics i read just yesterday and whisper #b u t i a l r e a d y m a d e a p o s t #but honestly #there was also so many fics i wanted to add???? #but either i forgot or just couldnt gather the strength to keep on??? #there's like twenty maybe sixty more fics i can add guys #dont underestimate my need to rec shit #if you want more well ask i guess lol #i wont update this at all except on my fic rec page #literally f this should be on my fic rec page but id rather make a post about them #tomarry #harrymort #fanfic recommendations #harry potter #ughghghghghgh #after i posted i realized some ppl are already on here like twice and i just auguhghghghg #i already spent four days on this i cant

[talariis-a]

come take this broken url and opinionize it (if you wanna.)

Let Annie talk about you 【 CLOSED 】

MY OPINION ON;

CHARACTER IN GENERAL: I’ll be honest, I don’t know much about your muse. But I do like her, very much. I’ve always been weak for Ginger characters, and since I was young, I’ve just loved witches and magic. Seeing Val is like seeing my favourite dessert available in a store. B l e s s HOW THEY PLAY THEM: Amazingly well !!! I love your writing and how well you write a  blind character. THE MUN: We haven’t talked at all ooc, but from what I saw ?? Super sweet. What an angel-

DO I;

FOLLOW THEM: Heck yeah ! RP WITH THEM: Yes ! Poor Val has to survive scout’s non-stop questions omgWANT TO RP WITH THEM: Val is such an interesting character, so yeah !SHIP THEIR CHARACTER WITH MINE: Sadly, I can’t see them together romantically, but maybe they could be a nice brotp !

WHAT IS MY;

OVERALL OPINION: I’ll be honest, you are my first rp partner who has a blind muse, and you write her really well, but I feel like we haven’t interacted that much together at all. You’re very nice from the little we interacted and I do hope to talk to you more !

**note: mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty

#valdiviathesourceress #【 ask & messages – ☆ ( mission completed. ) 】

[the-royal-courier]

Courier Classifieds 4/10

Personal

A memorial for the man known as Dragaur will occur on Thursday evening at half past seven bells near the gravestone he was known for sitting upon. A simple ceremony of words and candles to bring solace to those who knew him.

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The private island, Sharktooth Cove is officially open to the public. Teran Harbor is a free city due east from Thandol Span. The islands boast lumber, ore, fishing, farming, and business opportunities for all.

So set sail today to experience all that Teran Harbor has to offer!

(OOC Information: This is a player run community intending to create another roleplay hub outside of Stormwind. OOCly located on the pre-cataclysm version of Theramore Island, reach out to Levv today to secure your business location or talk about how your guild or group or self can participate in a neutral town style RP  @levvnightfall @theteranharbor )

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For Sale

Fine Dwarven brews available from Ironforge’s Ironstout Clan Brewery.  Beer is available in casks, half-kegs, and bottles.  Be sure to stop by the Steel Pub and try Loch Modan Maple Mead!  Dwarven Honey Mead, sweetened with freshly tapped Maple sap from Loch Modan.  Only available in Spring, so act now! Please contact Bathildis Ironstout for more information.  (Bathildis in game @ironstoutbrews )

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Ludlow Signature Wines now open and catering to the wine lovers of the realm. For ordering or inquires, contact Elizebella Ludlow of Ludlow Vineyards (@elizebella, @ludlowvineyards )

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The Queen’s Garters is Stormwind’s premier lingerie boutique.  Alliance women insist on only the finest intimate apparel and The Queen’s Garters answers their call. We offer a unique buying experience for each customer. Serving women and their intimate apparel needs with beautiful lingerie, corsets, stockings and more.  

And because women aren’t the only ones who buy lingerie, our experienced staff can help any man buy the perfect gift for his wife, girlfriend or lady love.

Private fittings available by appointment.

The Queen’s Garters, 4 Canal Street, Stormwind City

Because it’s what’s underneath that counts.

(In-game location:  Canal Tailor & Fit Shop, To schedule a private fitting contact @queensgarters, @nariele, or in-game Nariele )

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The Hexy Lady, offers a plethora of hexes, enchanted items, and potions for the right price. Bartering acceptable. Contact Mistei for more information on how they can help you!

(Contact @noble-witch or find her in-game under Mistei, via ic mail or walk-up.)

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Simple Solutions is now offering its services throughout Stormwind City and its adjacent areas. Everything from small cabins to wide, open spaces used for lavish parties. No home or office is too big or too small for an extensive and discrete sanitation that will allow you to keep going about your business and leave the trivial, tedious work to another. Not only will everything be elegantly clean, but trash will also be removed and disposed of appropriately. You will be free to choose the scent to fill your home, office, or workshop after services have been rendered, free of charge. They include but are not limited to: vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, pine, rain, roses, peaches and oranges. All prices are negotiable and payment is to be received upon arrival at the very latest.

Contact M. Grimwald at the Stormwind City Harbor or through a messenger, mail or simply word of mouth. (OOC: You can also send me a message through Tumblr at @everythingisbetterwithpirates or whisper in-game.)

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Now Hiring

Are you looking for a job full of excitement? Have you the fortitude to work with all types of individuals? Are you willing to get your hands dirty? Susan Gampre is looking for individuals to assist her growing business. Currently positions are available in the bar and grill, security, and entertainment divisions of the group. Stop by or send your inquiries to Ms. Gampre.

(OOC: Sisters in Sin is easily explained by the stereotypical, quick to the point definition: Brothel house. In character the group hopes to provide a place for any to indulge themselves in women and vice- all for the right price. This guild is not for the faint of heart. There are dark themes explored. As such the guild is 18+ only. Sisters in Sin are here to have fun with their writing, they just approach at a more unethical angle. Reach out to @susan-gampre for more information on how to join the guild. )

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To carry the name of <House Dragonblade> means to carry the ideals of justice, honor, and charity. Seeking anyone of a kind heart and strong mind, House Dragonblade wants you if you want to make a difference. 

(Contact @odessii-dragonblade or Odessii in game)

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Looking for ways to quell your boredom? Endlessly walking around the city? Yearn for a way to find a new adventure? Skilled in Archaeology? Combat? Research?

Look no further, House Preston is recruiting! We deal in trade, combat, research, and we’re expanding into so much more! We would love your help!  Not a crafter or fighter? Not of noble birth? We will still accept you into our house. We have a multitude of things to do and if you are thinking you might want to learn how, we can help with that too!

Interested in joining our growing house? Talk to one of us today!

(OOC:  We prefer 18+ due to occasional content. A strong knowledge of lore or willingness to learn is encouraged.  Any level / race / class accepted.

How would have heard about us? If you frequent the Cathedral District, noble social circles, the Broken Isles, you’ve probably seen or interacted with us!

Contact Retribution or Ananorah @ananorah to discuss how you can join House Preston.)

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Doomwatch is an organization with Alliance ties that is devoted to defeating the Burning Legion and protecting Azeroth. We also do artifact hunting and public relations, we formed to fight the Burning Legion but developed into a close knit family who will do anything to protect this family.

(An interview is required. Contact info: Annyana or Orgrimskar, via whisper or by mail)

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Seeking able bodied and like minded fellows to join the honored House Ironbourne. Councils, guards, magi, healers, crafters and the like, all are welcome at Ironhearth to join the Lord and Lady of Ironwrath in making a better world for those under their care.

(House Ironborne is an RP guild that revolves around nobility and everything that comes with it. Politics, war, alliances, fighting, back stabbing, and loyalty. We seek role players who are interested in stepping into the various positions within the guild. We welcome and encourage player plot lines both individual and guild centric. We believe in quality over quantity and desire players that will maintain the respect of the guild while having fun through role play.

Led by Duchess Jossetta Ironborne, guild RP centers in part around the Ironborne estate, Ironwrath, located in the Hinterlands, Ironhearth, the village outside its gates, and the world that is Azeroth. Interested players should contact Jossetta in-game or here on tumblr @jossetta or @houseironborne We look forward to hearing from you.)

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Lord Dandez Northbane is seeking able bodied men and women to aid in safeguarding his homeland from demonic and domestic threats. The devastation left in the wake of the demonic invasions has created a situation where people are suffering and need strong defenders. Rebuilding and protection is a priority for House Northbane.

All specializations are accepted by House Northbane. Contact Lord Northbane or his Royal Guard Valdasowin to discuss pledging your service to the house.

Currently Open Positions

Mercenaries Seasoned Knights Diplomats Crafters Trademasters Retainers

(OOC: All races and classes are welcome, though at this time limited demon hunters will be accepted. The minimum requirements to join the guild are TRP and MessageBoard. Discord to be launched soon. Contact Dândez, Valdasowin, or Darrus in game to join.)

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Do you feel the call to serve? Are you dedicated to ensuring the safety and peace of those around you? The Stormwind City Guard is looking for you. We are actively recruiting guardsmen into our ranks to ensure the city is protected at all times. Do you have what it takes to protect and serve? Formal applications for assignment within the guard should be submitted to the Command Center care of Commander Aldenhardt.

(OOC: The Stormwind City Guard is looking for experienced roleplayers that are interested in playing a guard ICly. Please read over the site to see our IC and OOC guild rules and guidelines for RPing a guard. At this time please note we are not accepting Demon Hunters as guards. Death Knights are on a case by case decision. We do require an application and an IC interview. Former members of the old Stormwind Guard will be accepted. Contact  Aldenhardt in game or @percy-aldenhardt )

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House Matheredor is currently recruiting able bodies for various roles to help in defending the kingdom as well as assisting in the research and hunting down of dangerous magical artifacts that could threaten the very fabric of the kingdom.

Jobs Available:

-Guards -Scouts -Researchers -Healers of all types -General laborers -Those with political aspirations -Shopkeepers -And many others!

House Matheredor’s primary lands are in the mountain ranges in the Northern part of what is now the Western Plaguelands. If you wish to join the house or contact us in any way we have a Stormwind office located in the large building behind the Shady Lady in the Dwarven District.

Application Process consists of an out of character interview with Adorlan or any other officer who is online followed by a small in character introduction. Contact Adorlan (Adorlan ingame or @adorlan) or Kerydwen (Kerydwen ingame).

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The Amberstaff Coalition, based out of Ambermill in Silverpine Forest, is an organization of mages and martials devoted to studying, teaching, and working with magic to protect and serve Azeroth. Our goal is to provide a welcoming refuge to magi while finding and ridding the world of fel casters, though within a controlled environment we have studied the practice of minor demonology. Our martials provide our first line of defense for Amberstaff, protecting the magi who may not have enough experience to protect themselves.

If you are interested in learning about magic, striving to gain control over your powers, or wish to use your skills to protect others, seek out an Amberstaff member today. We are ready to see you reach your full potential.

(OOC Note: The Amberstaff Coalition is a caster-based guild that has an additional tree for the martials. We host weekly classes in which we are training magi to become wizards of our order, able to act upon and study the majority of all schools of magick. We partner with several other guilds for RP in the Isles and elsewhere around the worlds. We are accepting all classes, contact one of us for more information -Helarsar, for those with magical aspiration or Aacer for those with more fighter type attributes.)

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The Royal Courier is hiring! We are looking for intrepid individuals who like to write and capture moments of time. There is a lot happening in the world right now from invasions to daily crime to happier moments. The Royal Courier strives to be everywhere to cover the important events and happenings. If you have an engaging personality, are not afraid to ask the tough questions, and like to network; This might be the job for you!

Currently looking for the following positions to be filled immediately:

Investigator Advertising Office Staff

Contact Risri Elthron for more information on how you can join our expanding team (@risrielthron)

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Have a classified ad see our guidelines Here, then send a message to @risrielthron or Risri in game. Use it to make friends, find work, hire employees, and more!

#wra rp #rp #rcads

[our-legacy-rp-blog]

MADS has been accepted for the character GEORGIE VAUBADON

We are SO very happy that you applied for Georgie, Mads, your writing is fantastic, you made Georgie come alive, you made her your own, she is bound to be a very interesting addition to the roleplay! Welcome to the roleplay, and be sure you fill out the checklist HERE.

OOC name & pronouns: Mads, she/her Age: 25 Timezone: CST

IC INFORMATION

Character’s name: Georgiana Delaney Meissa Vaubadon, known to all as Georgie. When Eva Vaubadon discovered she was pregnant, she immediately knew that her child (if it was a girl) would have the name Delaney somewhere on the birth certificate. Eva read a story about a trickster named Delaney, who used her wits and her wiles to outmaneuver even the most dangerous opponents. That skill is what Eva wished for her child above all: not beauty, not charm, but wiles. Of course, with Orion as the father, the pair could not agree on a single name for their child, and so Eva also tagged on Orion’s favorite name: Meissa. Although Meissa is a star within the constellation Orion, Eva didn’t mind allowing her daughter to bear that name; after all, Georgie was a part of Orion.

FC choices: Juno Temple

Position request: None. Georgie finds that fitting into Hogwarts’s “preppy positions” is too demeaning. After all, why try to keep first years in line when rulers were meant to be broken?

Birthday: November 1st. Eva went into labor on October 31st, and labored for 13 hours to bring Georgie into the world. Ever a superstitious bunch, Georgie’s maternal grandparents, Alistair and Isabeau Vaubadon, looked at their only grandchild’s star signs to see what fate held for her. Georgie’s zodiac sign is Scorpio, a sign known for its passion and aloofness, and with the planet Pluto as the greatest influence, Georgie was destined for ambition, power, and an ability for manipulation—everything that the Vaubadons hoped for in their heiress.

Wand: 9", pine wood & dragon heartstring. Taken from Pottermore’s wand analysis website, pine wood means the following:

The straight-grained pine wand always chooses an independent, individual master who may be perceived as a loner, intriguing and perhaps mysterious. Pine wands enjoy being used creatively, and unlike some others, will adapt unprotestingly to new methods and spells… The pine wand is one of those that are most sensitive to non-verbal magic.

Patronus: It’s difficult for Georgie to summon a corporeal patronus, although it’s not from lack of trying. With a family involved with such Dark Magic, it’s started to taint Georgie’s ability to cast the Patronus charm. She can still summon her patronus, but it takes most of the young witch’s concentration. However, her patronus is the Coyote. According to the Patronus analysis, the Coyote “can be seen as power hungry, and their ambition is what fuels them”; they can “also be considered selfish, and may come off as cold individuals”.

Boggart: Georgie’s boggart is herself and her family, stripped of all power and casted out in the world, their wands broken and beyond repair. The Vaubadons, although dabblers of Dark Magic, are Georgie’s family, and she would do anything to make their names greater than those that doubted them. When Georgie sees her boggart, it shakes her to the core, but instead of letting the fear overcome her, she doubles her efforts and trains even harder.

Headcanons:

Georgie has multiple scars on her knees and the palms of her hands from her childhood. She’s had the chance to have Healers remove the scars, but she refuses each time out of stubborn pride; she can tell you how she earned each mark, with specific details on the spells or adventures that caused it. She’s particularly fond of a zigzag scar, about an inch long, on her right (wand wielding) hand. When she was twelve, Georgie created a new spell that would infuse enchanted silver into wand tips. When she tested it out with her mother, the wand she’d been using reacted, and sent out a bolt of heated silver onto Georgie’s hand. Although the first trial was a failure, the second trial produced one of the best selling products in the Vaubadon shop—all thanks to Georgie. Eva told her daughter that each mark is one of success, and Georgie truly took it to heart.

With such an unconventional family structure, Georgie has very nontraditional views on marriage, family, and sexuality. When she lost her virginity at the end of her 5th year, Georgie didn’t feel ashamed or afraid; she welcomed her sexual awakening. She’s slept with three others since then—one even being a female classmate that was as curious as Georgie herself—but she’s found that she’s more attracted to men than women. She didn’t hide her sexual activity from her parents, and they both counseled their daughter about the importance of protection charms and potions. Georgie doesn’t believe that marriage is important to create a family, and she’s entertained the thought of raising her own future children like her parents raised her. She’s never felt unloved or unneeded; quite the opposite, actually. Her family has always shown her support and love, even in her darkest endeavors.

When Georgie first discovered that someone could make his or her own spells, it changed her world forever. She could cut her own trails, forge her own craft, and find different ways to make the world bend to her will. She was only eight years old, her magic already showing itself through flashes of fire and overwhelming shadow. The Vaubadon household took to constantly carrying the water spells and siphoning spells on their lips, but Orion and Eva couldn’t express the level of pride they had for their daughter’s magic. Georgie’s grandmother, Isabeau Vaubadon, especially encouraged her interest in spell crafting. Not a stranger to the art herself, Isabeau would demonstrate what made a spell strong: the minute motions of the wand work, the tempo and cadence of the incantations, and the intent behind the casting. The craft enthralled Georgie, and she never thought about the consequences of making spells for the Dark Arts.

The young Vaubadon is extremely talented with her wand work, and her professors see that she could do exceedingly well in school, but she doesn’t put forth the effort. To her, Hogwarts is a means of finding potential clients and rivals, nothing more. However, Georgie earned three ‘O’s during her O.W.L exams: potions, Charms, and Transfiguration. She received an ‘A’ in Defense Against the Dark Arts because she was too busy studying how to cast the curses instead of blocking/nullifying them. You don’t even want to ask her what she earned in her Divination class (hint: she got a D) simply because she didn’t want to go to the exam. Going into her sixth year, Georgie realizes that she needs to focus on some of her NEWT level classes if she wants to further her own spell making goals.

Unknown to most everyone outside of the Vaubadon family, Georgie is very proficient at wordless, wand-less spell casting. She tries to keep this quiet, as she will often practice her newest creations wordlessly on any school mates that get in her path.

History:

Chiaroscuro: an artist method used to make something three dimension by playing with light and shadow.

A more apt description of the Vaubadon clan could not be found anywhere, and in fact, the Vaubadons themselves accept this as an explanation for their family’s history and values. From the beginning, the founding members of the pureblood family would admit that they do not shy away from the darkness, or shun the light: the Vaubadons have, and will always, straddle both worlds. They stay neutral, not because they’re scared of either side, but because neutrality has proven prosperous for them—why fix what’s not broken? However, the Vaubadons also have a strong sense of self-preservation and know when to wield the darkness that they’ve tamed.

Enter Alistair and Isabeau Vaubadon, second cousins who married to strength the family’s magic. Like most pureblood families, Alistair and Isabeau did not mind intertwining their bloodlines if it meant that their children would be the purest among the Wizarding community. In Alistair and Isabeau’s case, true affection came along with the arrangement; they were both passionate and ambitious people, devoted to furthering their family’s goal of becoming powerful and that combination made for a good match. The two Vaubadon heirs worked diligently to make their family’s aide indispensible at a time when suspicion could have anyone killed or imprisoned: just before the Second Wizarding War. The Vaubadons knew that the War wouldn’t wait for children, so they knowingly had conceived during the turmoil. Twins Lilith and Eva entered the chaotic world and understood from an early age that the Wizarding community needed both dark and light to survive. Their youngest sister, Kaliope, born two years later, did not have the exposure that the twins did. Alistair and Isabeau aided both the Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix without any qualms, taking the money all the same, never fully committing to either side but whispering sweet assurances into each side’s ears. While the twins grew up under a self-serving umbrella, none of the war’s tears fell on their charmed lives, and they enjoyed the prosperity. Eva, especially, basked in the attention and flitted easily among the Dark Lord’s followers and Dumbledore’s alliance. At the close of the war, Alistair and Isabeau took a portion of the family fortune and invested in their own shop in Knockturn Alley, naming it Oscuro.

Although born to privilege, as Eva aged and went through Hogwarts, she discovered another path to power: the Auror office. With a knack for spellcasting and a deep understanding of the dark arts, Eva felt that she could infiltrate the Aurors and become a double agent—if one had the coin, of course. Most of her professors eagerly supported the young witch’s career choice, and with the clientele that Oscuro hosted, Eva knew she would get into the elite program. A month before her auror examination, Eva went out drinking with her best friend, Orion Laurier. An easy friendship, built on genuine respect, Orion and Eva had spent many nights partying together without any concerns—until that night. That night, Orion and Eva slept together, and in their drunkenness, they forgot to use a protection potion. When Eva discovered she was pregnant, she immediately recognized that her dreams of donning an auror badge were invalid—but she didn’t begrudge her baby. She turned that energy into creating a space for her child to learn and grow, devoting herself to her baby as she’d once devoted herself to her career plans. When Eva told her parents about her pregnancy, the elder Vaubadons saw another opportunity to grow their power, and insisted that Eva and Orion marry. The pair firmly fought against the arrangement—Eva because she still wanted her independence, and Orion due to the fact that he didn’t romantically love Eva—and finally convinced both sets of families that they would find a way to successfully co-parent their child.

Georgiana Delaney Meissa Vaubadon graced the world on November 1st. Eva was only 19 years old, Orion the same age, but they knew from that moment that their daughter was the love of their lives. Eva and Orion decided to give their daughter the Vaubadon surname in the hopes that it would shield her from some of more unsavory characters that Alistair and Isabeau dealt with, but the naming seemed to mantle Georgie with purpose instead. She grew up knowing that her family had power—not inherited power, but power forged from a dark creativity, which in Georgie’s opinion was the greater of the two. Georgie played among potions full of quicksilver and wolfsbane, and used werewolf bones as makeshift arrows, quickly accepting that her family’s hands weren’t the cleanest. Even as she played among the weapons and potion workshop, Alistair and Isabeau kept their granddaughter away from the spellcasting area—although they didn’t ever lie about what took place there—from fear that the challenge would exhaust Georgie’s magic.

When Georgie’s magic manifested, it did so in a typical Vaubadon fashion: full of shadow and fury. She conjured a blaze that Orion somehow managed to contain, only to then douse the area in complete darkness. Eva and Orion were proud of their daughter, and encouraged her to work on her skills until her acceptance to Hogwarts. Georgie loathed leaving her family—her Aunts Lily and Kali, her grandparents and her parents—but once she arrived on the school’s grounds, she quickly forgot her hesitation. With her thirst for knowledge, Georgie fit perfectly into the Ravenclaw house—although the Sorting Hat did make a good case for Slytherin’s ambition—and soon settled into school life. She knew that her skills were above her classmates’, but she made an effort to use her skills for tricks and jokes, and it worked for a while, until Georgie started losing interest in making friends. As she went through school, her curiosity grew, and she began to put aside her schoolwork for her own interests. During the summer between her fourth and fifth year, Georgie finally shared some of her crafted spells with Eva. Impressed with her daughter’s innovations, Eva encouraged Georgie’s work, and even snuck her into the spell workshop when the elder Vaubadons were otherwise occupied. Georgie Vaubadon was not a witch that would follow everyone else; she would forge her own way, using chiaroscuro to form her path.

Now:

With tensions rising between the werewolves and wizards, Georgie senses changes in the air. She doesn’t particularly care which side wins, as long as she can peddle her spells and study their effects on victims. In fact, she’s been working on spells that would drastically harm both sides: a spell to infuse werewolves’ blood with silver, and a spell to temporarily freeze a witch or wizard’s magic. So far, she hasn’t perfected the spells, but she’s thrown herself into the crafting.

While Georgie’s time at Hogwarts is ending, she still wants to utilize her remaining years and find more buyers for Oscuro’s products. She slips among the debates of pro and anti werewolf groups, listening to what they have to say and filing it away for later. She doesn’t outright say that she doesn’t care, but when asked, she’ll pacify anyone who pokes the subject. Georgie does what she wants without little remorse or guilt, and she doesn’t care if she offends anyone while doing so; she once told her professor off when the adult said that only traditional family structures mattered. Georgie is progressive and open minded, which is sure to serve her when she takes over the family business.

#accepted

[bi-apps]

Accepted - Rodolphus Lestrange

theelderlestrange

submitted:

OOC Information:

Name/Age/Timezone - Isa / 25 / EST

Activity Level - Roughly 6/10; I have a fairly demanding job during the week, but am around on the weekends and during nights!

Ships/Anti-Ships - Honestly totally open here! I do see Rodolphus and Bellatrix’s marriage as more a marriage of politics/convenience rather than love, but am super flexible in my plotting depending on chemistry/other players’ canon, etc.

Did you read the rules? - I did!

IC Information:

Character Name - Rodolphus Lestrange

Age/Birthdate - 28; January 11th

Faceclaim - Sean Teale; Rami Malek; Jack Falahee

Occupation - Rodolphus works for the Ministry of Magic as an Unspeakable, and annoyingly for him, it was not his first choice. Originally, Rodolphus had expressed to his father that he wanted to work for the International Magical Office of Law, looking to oversee the new petitions being put through. A quick conversation with his father ensured him that he was not needed there, ears already placed within that area of the Ministry. The Department of Mysteries was an interesting location, the Lestrange soon found, and he understood the necessity for where he was placed, able to pass on important information as well as overhearing things that were definitely relevant with his other line of work – being a Death Eater.

Blood Status - Pureblood

Traits …

+ Charming: While Rodolphus lacks genuine sincerity, he is good at faking it. He prides himself on being charismatic, reading the mood of the room and changing his attitude accordingly. He is able to pull out the charm in order to achieve his goals, but the entire charade has become second nature to him.

+ Dutiful: What leads Rodolphus in life is duty. He’s always been one to do just about anything to make his father proud and always step up to accept a challenge. It’s the way he’s been since day one, and he’s much better at it than his younger brother. Perhaps Rabastan is one of the reasons Rodolphus is so hard on himself. Everyone knows that as an heir of such an important family there is a lot rested upon Rodolphus’ shoulders, but it’s more than that. It’s like he’s trying to make up for his brothers slacking as of late. The two boys used to compete with each other over just about everything; Mr. Lestrange thought both boys would strive to be better if there was a competition with it, but Rodolphus always came out on the top. It seemed that after awhile Rabastan just gave up and let his brother do what needs to be done without caring that he still has his own responsibilities. Rodolphus doesn’t want to come off that way, so he always pushes himself to do his best.

+ Loyal:  He may not get too close to people, but the ones he does keep close are people he would never betray. If Rodolphus promises something he will honor it because he’s very blunt about things, meaning he wouldn’t have lied just to get someone off his back.

- Superficial: Outer beauty and how one presents themselves means a lot to Rodolphus. Coming from a family with money and power, he is quick to tell those who do not match his standards to get out of his sight.

- Self-Indulgent: Rodolphus has more money than any person needs, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t spend it. His residence is too big for one person, the price of his suits would make many pass out where they stood. He finds comforts in material items, and likes to show off when he comes into work, making a point that he is a man in charge.

- Calculating: Rodolphus can memorize and analyze. It works well for reading hundreds of pages of documents and finding out what in the stack of information is actually important. It works well for finding the weak parts in the wards around a house and either blowing them up or carefully patching them. He’s meticulous. That’s helped him become valuable to the Dark Lord quite quickly– finding every shred of evidence and wiping it out. Writing up complicated plans with contingency after contingency. He’s the person you want for strategy, be it preparing for a court case or a murder.

Patronus - Jackal

Boggart - Rodolphus’ greatest fear is literally fear itself, or more particular, of being so afraid that he is incapable of acting. This manifests itself in the form of ropes that bind and blind him.

Key Points -

EARLY CHILDHOOD

Rodolphus came to this world just like any other child. Just because people may see him as a monster in his later years, he was not born as the Devil’s spawn. He came into the world crying and laughed at things just like every other baby. Rodolphus Lestrange was full of joy and life, no matter what people may believe. He was not born as a the cold and cruel man people are used to seeing, but instead was shaped to be that way from his father mainly. The Lestrange family may be cruel and unforgiving, but Mr. Lestrange never hurt his children physically. He certainly let them know when they did something wrong, and perhaps hearing him yell stung more than any slap across the face, but he never lifted a hand or wand at his children. This doesn’t mean he was kind.

CHILDHOOD ILLNESS

When Rodolphus was six years old, he began to feel a little under the weather. He’d been at to visit his Grandfather at St Mungo’s, who due to his age, was susceptible to many illnesses. Unknown to any of the Lestrange family, he already had a strain of Dragon Pox in his system, but the care at Mungo’s had kept him from showing symptoms. Rodolphus was not so lucky. It had started off as a fever, with his mother force feeding him soup and various potions in an attempt to make him well again. When rashes began to appear, and Rodolphus grabbed his head in extreme agony before passing out, they knew it was far more serious. The Dragon Pox had already caused some of his organs to shut down, and bleeding had occurred under the skin where purple lumps had started to form.

Thankfully, the staff at St Mungo’s were quick to diagnose him and got him set on the right treatment immediately. It took Rodolphus six months to recover completely, and his skin held a green tint up until a week before his eighth birthday. Since he was able to comprehend what had happened to him, Rodolphus has been obsessed with keeping himself healthy, from proper diet to physical exercise. And since the nearly fatal incident, Rodolphus Lestrange has never been ill.

SORTING

Rodolphus was never particularly concerned as to where he should get sorted when he attended Hogwarts. The eleven year old had already had many lessons with his father introducing discipline, the meaning of purity and how to make sure he stayed worthy. At eleven, the Lestrange heir had voiced his indifference towards the entire event, as long as he was not sorted into Hufflepuff, due to its reputation, perhaps falsely, of being weak. What he had not expected, was to sit there, with the gaze of students and the hushed whispers, as the hat took an entire two and a half minutes to decide where it would place him. Rodolphus did not hope for Slytherin, nor did he particularly mind being placed there.

He knew the placement would please his father the most, but he was also aware that a Ravenclaw sorting would not have been objected either, with the house favoring scholars. Still, the cheers and loud applause that followed his sorting made him feel somewhat welcome, although he did not realise how much those two and a half minutes would come back to haunt him. When he argued with members of his house, and they accused him of not being a true Slytherin. When rumors spread that he begged the hat to place him in the house of Snakes. But the doubts stayed with him, and only fueled his future obsession with proving his worth.

FIRST INITIATION

Rodolphus had always known that, on some level, he was different. He is not like most of the students at Hogwarts, and different to many of the witches and wizards in Diagon Alley and the wider wizarding world. He does not think the same way, or react the same way. But he was always so similar to his father, and he had never had much of a reason to believe that Rabastan was any different to him – or at least, not in a way that was not simply the subtle way the all people were individuals – and so he had never given it much thought. When they were young, the two boys had been quite similar in fact; driven, vying for the attention of their father, competing to be the better Lestrange.

As they aged, however, it became apparent that the brothers were quite different, and not just because Rabastan’s behaviour changed. It seemed instead that they viewed life through very different lenses. Rabastan made connections easily, in a way that Rodolphus never had. But it was more than that: Rodolphus had never really understood others. Unless those others were analytical, and highly logical, Rodolphus could not understand their motivations. He did not understand crimes of passion, had never been able to appreciate poetry, and selfless acts seemed merely foolish.

There was a dividing wall between Rodolphus and others born from a complete lack of empathy on his part. He had friends, yes, but these friendships were formed slowly, over years and experiences. And yet, Rodolphus had not ever truly thought that there might be something wrong with him. Not until he first dipped his toe into the Death Eater pool, brought along as a newly minted graduate by his father, who was wont to test his sons’ merits and mental toughness.

She’d been pretty once, was what Rodolphus remembered thinking, as he looked at the woman to be interrogated. Before the broken jaw, and darkened, swollen eye. She hadn’t done anything wrong, not really. Nothing except for marrying the wrong man.

He was the one that they wanted at first, the husband. They had found him the day before.

Now, she was less a woman than a loose end to be tied up.

Rodolphus hadn’t been called upon to do anything, but as he watched her fall he found himself wondering what it would have been like to be the one holding the wand, doing the killing. What a rush of power must there be to choose who lived and who died. He didn’t realize how unusual, how sickeningly abnormal, the thought was until he turned and saw his brother’s pale face. He should have felt something. Should have been staring at the scene in abject horror, and not idle, morbid curiosity.

Rodolphus walked out of the experience unchanged, except, perhaps, for a desire that was slowly rearing its sleepy head to try such things for himself. If his nonchalance shocked his father, the older man did not show it.

DEATH EATER

Rodolphus is very much a believer in that magical abilities should be kept within magical families, and that allowing those who come from Muggle families is a disgrace on everything the Wizarding community has built over the years. While he doesn’t share the intense hatred towards anything less than Pureblood like some of his Death Eater friends do, he does frown upon socialising with them except for the purpose of image and reputation. Rodolphus finds himself growing more and more disgusted by their existence as time goes on, but mostly because they are causing him a great inconvenience by putting up a fight rather than just submitting to the Death Eaters demands.

Changes/Extra Info - None!

Para Sample:

There was a dead body strapped to a chair in the middle of the room, and Rodolphus stared down at it with disinterest.

More than a minute had passed in relative silence—the dripping industrial faucet in the corner did not count, nor the echoes from the Malfoys having too fancy of a basement for any practical use—since Rodolphus had sent the lower level Death Eater guards away, to drag in a new person of interest (see: victim) for questioning. Part of their remit was dragging out the bodies injured by previous inquisitions, but seeing as this poor man had not made it through the session, Rodolphus had asked that they leave it on display. It would provide extra…inspiration for their next guest to start talking, more expediently.

An empty chair sat beside the corpse’s, awaiting whichever clerk or shop owner was being plucked from the cold safety of the holding rooms upstairs. Rather than dabbling in small talk just yet—an art that Antonin Dolohov, his partner in crime for the evening, excelled in, whereas Rodolphus’s skills laid more in rebuffing those efforts, thus far—he examined the body with a bored expression.

At last, he seemed to arrive at some conclusion.

Reaching into his pocket, his hand bypassed his wand, which had already gotten a good deal of use today, and instead plucked a small, silver pocketwatch from the cloak’s folds. In one clean, doubtless motion, Rodolphus extended the blade from its holster and cut a straight chasm across the victim’s throat.

Blood spurted across the scene at once, taking a comical arc through the air and spattering both Rodolphus’s robes and the ridiculous marbled stone floors.

“A little more intimidating now,” he said, giving one curt nod of satisfaction. Then, at last, he turned his attention to Antonin, feeling freed from the burden of setting the scene. “Any interesting plans for the weekend?”

[brokenwandsrpg]

Welcome to Broken Wands Roleplay, Gabe! The background you’ve concocted for Remus is fascinating and I’m so glad you’ve decided to explore this take on the werewolf myth here with us. Check out this page for what to do next and let us know if you have any questions. We’re thrilled to have you come play with us!

OOC INFORMATION:

NAME & PRONOUNS: Gabe, she/her/hers!

AGE: 19

LANGUAGE: My first language is (Brazilian) Portuguese and sleepy grammar mistakes are a real struggle occasionally, but I’ve been writing in English for a really long time now.

EXPERIENCE: melancolialunxr is a little bit of an oldie because I went into hiatus for a long time here but, it still has some of my favorite pieces I’ve written in the hp verse, so it’s what I have to offer. I’ve been writing in tumblr rp groups for over five years now, but I have a habit of deleting my character accounts (because I’m lame and paranoid).

ACTIVITY LEVEL: Right now I’m on break and at my parents’ house, which means I can come online only at night when I’m left alone, but I’m usually lurking on my phone obsessively all day every day. School starts on February 20 for me, so while that means I’ll have papers and projects to do as classes pick up, I’ll also be back in the comfy loneliness of my apartment, so I’ll probably write more then.

ANYTHING ELSE YOU WANT TO TELL US: Sometimes the millennial fetus in me comes out and I type like an asshole but I swear I mean well. And also, of course, if at any point there were any headcanons that don’t make sense or just don’t apply to this world, just hit me up and I’ll be glad to change them!

DESIRED CHANGES:

About the character? Some tweaks were made here and there regarding his past history, but your part of the bio was kept intact!

About the world-building? Nope!

About the game? Nope!

Alternative faceclaim? Okay, so honestly I was thinking of Reece King. I know there’s like a joke about him being in every fancast of every fandom ever, but I genuinely had forgotten about him until halfway writing this bio and everything sort of clicked so nicely for me when I put it together. I also know he doesn’t have that naïve boyish look, but if I’m correct he’s 22 currently, which isn’t that far from Remus’ age of 16/17, and in my defense he does look generally older in photo shoots and professional pictures, but he looks younger when he’s more natural. So I don’t know, I’ll let you be the judge of that, I know everyone has different views for different characters, I just think he’d be a really interesting addition to the part. But anyway! I also had in my list Dajé Barbour, who has less resources but still could make do. I also had picked up Jackson Hale’s name, but I wasn’t able to find any resources of icon or gifs of him, so that’s just upsetting. Let me know any thoughts? I’m always open for suggestions, too! [I think you’ll probably have the best luck with Reece King due to resources, and while he looks a little old for this Remus he also has a delightful face and a viable range of imagery -- and anyway, the books talk about Remus looking prematurely aged anyway, so why not? All joking aside though, he seems like he’ll make a fine fc and we’re happy to accept that change.]

CHARACTER BASICS:

NAME: Remus John Lupin, originally named at birth Remo João and changed eventually for convenience – a request from Lyall once they took the baby in. Hope always has and continues to call him Remo, as an attempt to maintain alive his origins. Currently, after the incident and ever since he’s been hiding from the Witch Hunters, if anyone dares ask he’ll introduce himself as John, just to play it safe. “Remus” isn’t exactly a common name, and he’s afraid if it falls on wrong ears, he might get taken back to them and punished for what he’s done.

BIRTHDATE/AGE: I believe he’d be 16/17? I’ll keep his birthdate as the canon one, March 10th.

BLOOD-STATUS: Muggleborn, werewolf.

GENDER & SEXUALITY: Remus hasn’t had a lot of time to think about affection. He grew up always feeling like the odd one out of the bunch, and while his parents taught him all love was equal, they also taught him to stay guarded and be cautious around other people. What he should or shouldn’t say, what he could or couldn’t show, his emotions were always very restrained. Lyall and Hope meant well, of course, it wasn’t an easy world out there for a werewolf who not even wixes understood, and it was only a matter of safety that he kept his walls up high. He is very much bisexual and cis-gender male, and while deep down he knows that, if anyone really cared enough to ask, they’d be met with a babbling, blushing mess of a boy who couldn’t quite put into words how he felt about people.

WAND/ETC: Hope let the boy keep his father’s wand once Lyall passed away, but Remus doesn’t know what to do with it. In fact, most of the time, he feels like the thing doesn’t even want to be with him at all. His mother was never able to teach him any magic, and so he carries the thing around like an amulet, tucked into his waistbands or shoved into his socks. The Hunters only wanted to use his wolf side as a weapon of mass destruction, as otherwise the slim, frail boy wouldn’t be of much use to them, so they never gave him any other weapons. Remus is not much of a fighter, and since he’s trying to go by unnoticed for the moment, he doesn’t see the need in carrying anything of the sort around.

APPEARANCE: Standing at 6’2” after a growth spurt that didn’t quite come with a manual, Remus still finds himself unable to fit into awkwardly long limbs ever since puberty hit him. He can often be seen running into doorframes with his shoulders or knocking things over with his pointy elbows. He’s slim in nature, his skin is dark, and he’s given up on taming his hair by now, it just does what it does. His eyes are a light hazel color, but you wouldn’t be able to tell, as they’re always either hidden by thick black sunglasses, or squinting in discomfort at the presence of light. Remus was raised wearing muggle clothing; he doesn’t think of style so much as simplicity and comfort, so his closet consists of many piles of almost identical gray sweaters, with the exception of one or two colorful T-shirts, and three of the same pair of jeans.

CHARACTER BACKGROUND:

FAMILY: Lyall Lupin (Father): Passed away when the Ministry fell, Remus only knew so much of his father before losing him. He was six, and although he didn’t quite understand death just then, he felt the pain of his mother, who would cry when she thought he wasn’t listening. Despite only having very few memories, Remus holds the image of his father very dear to his heart, knowing he owes his life to the man. Hope Lupin (Mother): Ever since the tragedy, Remus grew very close to Hope, as she was the last piece of family he could hold onto. They only had each other, and they got by precariously for a while before she had to reach out to the Witch Hunters and ask for their help. Now that he knows she could be in danger, he feels protective, and he wants to find a way to keep her as safe as she kept him all these years.

ASSOCIATES: I’d love to talk to the members about any potential association Remus might have with any existing characters, I’m open for plotting always! But right now, I think it’s important to mention the hoard of stray dogs that would constantly follow the werewolf around town, wherever he goes.

LIFESTYLE: Remus is currently hiding from the Hunters, as he’s positive no good things will come his way when they find out what he’s done, so his living situation is complicated, to put it lightly. He’s comfortable blending into the muggle world, as he was raised on it anyway, so he’ll spend most of his nights on different homeless shelters, sleeping on sleeping bags and eating canned soup. He’s not the friendliest and is hardly ever charming enough to talk his way into jobs, but people will sometimes spare him a few coins here and there, out of pity or charity (he suspects it’s actually only because people feel bad for the pack of dogs following him). However, with the full moon approaching, he’s started to grow more distant, to wander around looking for somewhere he might be able to isolate himself in peace and not bring any more harm to anyone.

PERSONALITY: RETICENT: from the moment his biological mother got pregnant to the moment the Lupins took him home, there had always been one very clear warning label clouding above his head or hanging from his neck: caution – werewolf. The muggle world was terrified of the beast, while the wixes from England didn’t quite understand his peculiarities either, due to his origins. Hope and Lyall only had the best intentions for their son in mind when they sheltered him, over-protected, taught him to be discreet. Remus was told stories of a horrible world out there, a world filled with people who would look at him with cold eyes, people who would spare him no thought, people who would flinch and cower away if he ever spoke of who and what he was. From a young age he’s learned to keep his emotions and thoughts well guarded. If he keeps them locked up inside of him, then no one can take it away, right? DISTRUSTFUL: a childhood of learning to be careful and an adolescence of learning he was only good for destruction. Lyall passed away and Hope’s only choice was to reach out to the Witch Hunters, exposing their most precious secret (his most precious secret), and what she got in return was exactly what she never wanted. The Hunters only cared for him if he killed for them; a young Remus learned quickly that he couldn’t trust people so easily – or perhaps at all. He only trusts his mother and the always loyal pack of dogs that insist on tagging along, and doesn’t dare open his mouth to anyone else about his monthly transformations. GAUCHE: Remus is clearly not a people’s person. In fact, more than once his mother had tried to work on his tact and gotten no result. Being raised as he was, he grew cold towards the world and retreated further into himself; his mother’s friends would always say that “he’s just a shy boy” and “he’ll grow out of it eventually”, but that isn’t quite the case for this Lupin. He’s not necessarily nervous or timid around people – he just doesn’t know how to connect with them. Even something as trivial as small talk and discussing the weather to him can feel like a puzzle he has yet to decipher. Communicating and socializing just exhaust him. SOFTHEARTED: however socially inept the boy may be, Remus was still brought up in a household where kindness and respect were as important as breathing. Even in his darkest days, when all he felt for the world was bitterness and loathing, Hope was there with gentle hands and sweet eyes to soothe his pain away, to remind him not all of it is bad. His own skepticism is engraved into his core, but he knows he has some of his mother in him. Remus may be tactless and distant to strangers, but he’s still humane and caring in nature. STRONG-WILLED: although detached and reserved, Remus is not, by any chance, spineless. Sure, he doesn’t often speak up in groups where he’s not comfortable to do so, and he conforms to other’s rules when he believes it’s for the best, but he is stubborn and sharp if he believes otherwise. He agreed to fitting into the Witch Hunters because he knows he’s helping his mother by doing so, but he has his own firm viewpoints that don’t exactly match theirs. His voice is not loud and his words are habitually mumbled under his breath, but Remus can be all curt disputes and sharp edges if confronted. SELF-LOATHING: assured as he might be in his beliefs, the boy doesn’t do so well in the confidence department. Perhaps if it came down only to society’s intolerance towards werewolves, he’d get by just fine – after all, he had his family. But his family was the real blow on him. He knows his father loved him, and he knows they so generously took him in when he was a baby, but he also knows his condition isn’t adding good reputation to the Lupin name. He knows his mother loves him, as she’s never looked at him with the kind of tired eyes he sometimes sees in the mirror, but he knows he’s a burden she carries. Raising a six-year-old alone mustn’t be an easy job, but raising a six-year-old werewolf when the world they know is collapsing and your husband just passed? Remus’ admiration for Hope is as vast as his self-loathing is deep. He knows her life would be easier if they had never taken him in, and he thinks she’ll always be the only one who will accept him. He’s certain keeping his distance from anyone else is the rightful thing to do, though in reality it is only fueling his hatred inside of his chest.

SKILLS/WEAKNESSES: Despite not being the most charming nor the best in fistfights, Remus relies a lot on the fact that he’s simply BOOK SMART. Not being one to go out and socialize, whenever he could the werewolf took to books. He read all the novels in the Lupin household, and when he grew up to realize what kind of world he’d face out there, he read about tactics and schemes and maneuvers, everything that could help his poor survival skills (but of course, theory and practice are very different things). Quiet and introspective, Remus may not be good at quick reactions, but he’s CAUTIOUS.  Always alert, everything he says or does is well thought out, and he hardly ever acts on impulse. No amount of stealth could make up for the pack of dogs often following him. Remus seems to attract every stray dog in the neighborhood and, seeing as they think he’s the alpha, they’re insistent on tagging along wherever he goes. They’re loyal to him, and great blankets when it’s cold at night, but they’re not of much use otherwise – therefor, they can sometimes be the cause for unwanted attention, making it harder for him to blend in unnoticed. And as the lore from his origins also say, Remus is exceptionally PHOTOPHOBIC; if he doesn’t have a pair of sunglasses with him, he’s left to squint at every light source he has to face, doomed to have painful headaches in response to it.

HISTORY: Remo was born in a very small town in the north of Brazil, and his life had been condemned even before he was opening his eyes for the first time. In his country of origin, a common legend says that the seventh boy to be born after six girls is cursed to become a lobisomem: part wolf, part man. The transformation will occur in every full moon, and this werewolf will kill whoever crosses his path as he stalks around its village. It will rile up home dogs and make lights flicker and go off wherever he passes, always angry and thirsty for blood, his mind completely taken by an animalistic instinct to kill. Remo was born on March 10th, the seventh brother to six sisters. At the time, perhaps by sheer twist of fate or simply luck, Lyall Lupin was walking through the cities of South America to study the different variations of the werewolf lore and how factual or not they were. He found that nearly all of these “seventh sons” either mysteriously disappeared when very young or were filed as victims of “natural miscarriages” when still in the womb – until he found one humble family in a small town who had just had their child. He befriended them, asked to know more about the legends, and they begged him to take the child away. Remo was two weeks old when Lyall met him, and in a small town like that where religion and folklore ruled, the citizens were already planning to have the innocent boy killed. The family already had a lot in their hands taking care of six little girls, not only they couldn’t afford to have another mouth to feed, they would rather have their baby taken by a stranger into a possibly better life than have to watch him die in the hands of the intolerant population. Lyall and Hope at this time had been married for nearly two years. They were young, they had no children, Lyall couldn’t simply let this little boy behind; besides, he didn’t even know if this legend was real or if it was all this people’s mythology. He took a chance and he and Hope had always loved Remus as their own. They never once hid from him the fact that he’s adopted, and he’s never felt any resentment towards the family who gave him away, only gratitude that his father was there to take him in.

GOALS: Despite always being well aware of his history, Remus has never looked too much into the folklore of his condition – something he wants to explore. He thinks maybe if gets to the root of his very existence, he could find a cure, or maybe some kind of temporary antidote, something to help him with the transformations. He yearns to learn more about this part of himself, because he believes looking into the past will give him the answers he needs. On a more immediate level, Remus is concerned about being as incognito as he can while also trying to find a safe space to turn. He barely manages to get by on his own, but he wants to makes things right. He wants to make sure his mother is safe, he wants to keep the Hunters from hurting her at any cost, even if it means he has to risk his own safety at some point. He’s curious and he longs to learn more about this world, about his father’s work from before he passed, about this war he was dragged into, about wixes and their resistance, about everything.

WHERE ARE THEY NOW AND WHERE ARE THEY GOING?

PLANS: I’m really excited to just play this character out wherever he goes, because I think it’ll be incredibly interesting to play a Remus that may be a little bit sharper than the canon one. This Remus never had Hogwarts or the Marauders to show him that he could have friends, this is a world that hasn’t shown him compassion just yet, at least not outside of his home. I’m thrilled to write him and I hope others will like him, too, maybe? I’m curious to explore his relationship with Hope, I think he’d go a great deal of distances to keep her safe, and I think the Hunters will probably find out about that quickly. Surely they won’t let him go easy after killing one of them, so I want to see how that goes – will they find him at some point? Will they go for Hope instead? Obviously, due to Remus’ unsociable nature, I want to see who he’ll let himself communicate with. I want to see some of his walls break down and I want to see how he’ll deal with that, if he’ll feel comfortable growing attached to someone, or if it will throw him off completely. On that note, he’ll be spending this next full moon alone – how will he deal with it? Is someone, by any chance, going to see him turning and find out his secret? That could be interesting, as I don’t think he would willingly tell anyone he met, otherwise. And how would his relationship with Sirius and James be? Would they ever get along in this world? There’s also his relationship with magic in general! Lyall passed away when he was only six, so there likely wasn’t that much he could’ve taught Remus then. And Hope is a Muggle, so even if she wanted to, she wouldn’t be able to pass onto him any helpful spells or tricks. I want him to explore this more, to try and teach himself wandless spells or maybe to try to use Lyall’s wand (which would not work out, probably). Certainly he’s read a lot about magic, but I would assume he’s a little rusty when it comes to practicing it. With him running away from the Hunters and spending most of his time roaming the streets, I really want him to see a different kind of world than the one he’s been living in for so long. I want him to meet the rebels, the wixes who are fighting against the oppression, and the wixes who are quiet about it too, the ones who keep their magic hidden like he does. I want him to find comfort, but I’m also really interested to see how other characters will take to a werewolf. This Remus is not soft or easy to be friends with, he’s comfortable in his loneliness and he is not going to reach out to change this, as he assumes everyone will only turn their back on him when they find out about his condition. That being said, I’m also not opposed to the idea of everyone already knowing that he’s a werewolf – or maybe everyone quickly finding out? I think it can go either way, it would also be interesting to see him interact if everyone knew; I think he’d be a lot more wary and even harder to reach. A loose werewolf in town clearly is no good news for anyone, so I’m excited to see how his transformation can impact other characters. If he doesn’t find a place to transform where he can be locked up or isolated, there might be some havoc coming.

INTEREST: I haven’t ventured into HP group roleplays in a while now, to be honest, usually because I can’t find one that meets all my criteria, but this one is definitely more than I can even ask for. Remus has always been a favorite of mine and last year I’ve developed this AU for him that plays on my country’s folklore and urban legends, and I’m going to be incredibly stoked if I’m able to write him for more people. A (talented and awesome) friend of mine is in this game and recommended it to me, and of course I couldn’t help myself at the opportunity to bring my beloved AU to life inside this freakishly splendid plot.

OPTIONAL WRITING SAMPLE: I feel like I’m super late with this app already and because it’s already 4am, I’m just too excited to submit it in (and too tired) to add a writing sample. I hope the app can already give you an idea of how I write? But if your heart so desires, I completely understand, just please send me a message and I’ll write it up asap!

#remus lupin rp #hp roleplay #marauders rp #marauders rpg #marauders era rp #application #accepted #remus app

[crimsonrevolt]

Congratulations Brooke you’ve been accepted to Crimson Revolt as Bellatrix Black!

↳ please refer to our character checklist

Bellatrix is such a complex character, so it was a delight to get an application that explores so many different sides of her personality! Her possessiveness, her addiction to torture, the vestiges of insanity, her love for her family -- it all came through beautifully in your app. I know she’ll be a much wanted addition to our mix, and I can’t wait to see how you explore her characteristics and allow her to grow depending on where the plot takes us. Congratulations and welcome!

application beneath the cut ( tw: death, torture, blood )

OUT OF CHARACTER

INTRODUCTION

Hi, my name is Brooke. I’m 26 and go by she/her. I live in EST time zone, USA.

ACTIVITY

I’m a teacher so my activity during the week can be a bit spotty if I have school functions, however I am active on weekends. So my number is anywhere from 6-8 given the day of the week. I also have the app on my phone and can post during my lunch breaks and when out and about.

TRIGGERS

*removed for privacy

HOW DID YOU FIND US?

I was RPing here a while back as Lucius, but RL got away from me so I had to drop him. My friend Orlik is still here as Umbridge so I felt like coming back now that my life is more settled.

WHAT HARRY POTTER CHARACTER DO YOU IDENTIFY WITH MOST?

I love Luna. She is someone so utterly full of life and she gives no fucks in the best possible way.

ANYTHING ELSE?

I am a devoted Ravenclaw!

IN CHARACTER

DESIRED CHARACTER

Bellatrix- Means “female warrior” in Latin. This is the name of the star that marks the left shoulder of the constellation Orion.

Eris- Eris was the goddess of strife and discord

Black- a nickname given from the earliest times to a swarthy or dark-haired person

FACE CLAIM

Eva Green suits me fine! She has a wild beauty about her that fits my view of Bellatrix.

REASON FOR CHOSEN CHARACTER

Ah, Bellatrix Black. The infamous zealot for Voldemort’s cause. Wielder of the power of Occlumency. Bringer of pain and destruction. What’s not to love about our resident crazy witch? She’s wild, full of blood lust, and evil. These types of characters are a blast to play! It is a small chance to drop the modern niceties and bring out a wilder side of you. Yet, Bellatrix is a character who is not one dimensional. Yes, she’s mad, but there’s also passion, loyalty, and even love.

Bella (I’ll call her that even though I imagine she’d allow no one but her sisters and Voldemort to call her that) is passion incarnate. Every action she does is done with her full self. Nothing is half assed with her. At any moment she is ready to kill for her cause and kill she will, with brutal skill and violent strength. Such is her passion that she utterly defends her cause, her blood purity, and family.

This brings us to her next point. Loyalty. She is of course loyal to the Death Eaters, but I would even say her loyalty to her family comes before that. She loves her sister Narcissa and I think, deep down, even Andromeda, though her passion would never allow her to admit it.  The loyalty for the Ancient and Most Noble House of Black is so deeply ingrained in her that she’d stop at nothing to make sure it’s honor is upheld to the highest. Merlin help the person who dares sully their good name. This of course means Andromeda, which brings out a heavy struggle in the two sides of Bella. Loyalty and Passion conflicting at once.

But let us not forget love. Bella has memories of her sisters that are not easily forgotten, even in throes of passion and madness. She loves them dearly as she does her master. She may not understand her feelings as love however. She might see it more as possession. They are HERS and must be protected at all costs. How she manages her love among her other traits as the war develops remains to be seen, but it is clear it will be a struggle for all involved. Nothing will stop her from her goals, not even herself.

PREFERRED SHIPS // CHARACTER SEXUALITY // GENDER & PRONOUNS

Bellatrix uses sex as a means for power. Whether it be to sleep her way to the top or to get someone hooked on her extensive bedroom skills, Bella has no qualms about working what she has. She is bisexual with a heavy lean towards women. Women are so soft and delicate and so fun to break.  The sight of blood, dark and wet, makes her hot and she loves to break out the knives for a little fun. The feel of steel on flesh, lightly touching and teasing as it raises goosebumps on the skin makes her dizzy. But it all becomes clear once she plunges the blade into her unfortunate lover’s flesh. Muggles are particularly fun to play with, so innocent and trusting. You know that Bellatrix has been around if attractive young muggles begin to disappear at a frightening speed.

Bella does not feel love, per say. She feels possessive and things that she marks are hers are just that. HERS. Her sisters. Her master. All hers. The thought of her beloved Andromeda in the possession of anyone else fills her with rage. HERS. NO ONE ELSE’S. Andy will return, even if it means she returns to Bella in her burial shroud.

CREATE ONE (OR MORE!) OF THE FOLLOWING FOR YOUR CHARACTER:

-A MOODBOARD-  http://www.gomoodboard.com/boards/P2Bme_9I/share

-A PLAYLIST

Starset- My Demons (theme song)

“I cannot stop this sickness taking over It takes control and drags me into nowhere I need your help, I can’t fight this forever I know you’re watching, I can feel you out there

Take me high and I’ll sing Oh you make everything okay (okay, okay) We are one in the same Oh you take all of the pain away (away, away) Save me if I become My demons”

The Offspring – You’re Gonna Go Far, Kid

“Slowly out of line And drifting closer in your sights So play it out I’m wide awake It’s a scene about me There’s something in your way And now someone is gonna pay And if you can’t get what you want Well it’s all because of me”

Nancy Sinatra- Bang, Bang

“Bang bang, he shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby shot me down

Seasons came and changed the time When I grew up, I called him mine He would always laugh and say “Remember when we used to play?”

Lana del Rey- Ultraviolence

“He used to call me DN That stood for deadly nightshade ‘Cause I was filled with poison But blessed with beauty and rage”

Imagine Dragons- Thunder

“Just a young gun with a quick fuse I was uptight, wanna let loose I was dreaming of bigger things And wanna leave my own life behind Not a yes sir, not a follower Fit the box, fit the mold Have a seat in the foyer, take a number I was lightning before the thunder”

IN CHARACTER QUESTIONNAIRE

The following section should be looked at like a survey for your character. Answer them in character and feel free to use gifs. Or, if you’d rather, answer them in third person or OOC without gifs. Answers do not have to be extremely lengthy.

♔ If you were able to invent one spell, potion, or charm, what would it do, what would you use it for or how would you use it? Feel free to name it:

Skin is full of holes, you know. Did you know that? Little tiny holes. Openings. Entry ways. There’s a phobia for that, you know. Imagine. A fear of itty bitty little tiny holes. It makes one think of something sick. Infested. Infected. Trypophobia. Foraminissanguinem is my spell. Imagine a geyser. So beautiful. Now imagine three trillion of them erupting. Each from a point nearly invisible to the naked eye. So beautiful, no?

♔ You have to venture deep into the Forbidden Forest one night. Pick one other character and one object (muggle or magical), besides your wand, that you’d want with you: There is one object I have always admired since I was a tiny pip of a girl. The Staring Glass Eye in Borgin and Burke’s. It’s quite a simple object. Unassuming. Small. Shiny. Yet it does so much more than meets…well, the eye. It resembles a glass eye. Of course, it does. A small, round, shiny glass eye with a blue iris. Pretty little thing. Would match my collection. I do so love the color blue. Once held, its owner is alerted to anyone or anything that attempts to sneak up on it. It sees through all things, solid or otherwise. Organic or otherwise. Such a useful tool, no? I believe I’ll inquire about its whereabouts. If lucky, it will remain at the store for my purchase.

♔ What kinds of decisions are the most difficult for you to make?

None. What a ridiculous question. Next!

♔ What is one thing you would never want said about you?

That I were not the very image of blood purity. I am Bellatrix Eris Black, eldest daughter of Cygnus and Druella Black, of the Ancient and Most Noble House of Black. The blood of my veins is that of a pure blood witch. My lineage is pure and superior. To declare otherwise is to meet the end of my wand.

WRITING SAMPLE

The echo of footsteps reverberated around the abandoned alley. The man, breathing heavy, pulled himself along the wall with one hand. The other was wrapped protectively around his broken ribs. Each footstep was a burning agony. Each intake of breath threatened collapse. Yet, he continued on. The safe house was near. Just a bit further and he’d be with the others. They weren’t expecting him, but he’d be welcomed. The information he’d acquired…he shivered slightly, feeling cold. Was it the chill weather or the rapid loss of blood that brought on the shiver? He couldn’t say. A high feminine giggle echoed somewhere nearby. He paused, barely breathing. It faded in the night, leaving a haunting silence in its wake. He shivered again. Must keep moving.

Behind him, stalked a predator. The metallic scent of blood wafting in her nostrils. She shivered as well, yet for a wholly different reason. A sigh followed by another high pitched little giggle. What fun! Stooping down, one long finger reached out to touch the crimson liquid splattered on the cobblestone. A pianist’s fingers, he father used to tell her. In happier times, that is. The blood was still warm. The coated finger was raised to the woman’s lips. A fine color to match her already ruby lips. A tip of pink tongue darted out to taste the salty liquid. Another sigh, like one offered to a sweet-talking lover. Oh, this was fun.

So close. He just had to make it. She was closer, he knew. But there was no rush in her pursuit. She knew as well as he, that he was not going to make it. A tear slipped down his face, falling to mix with the blood on the stone. If he could just get close enough. If he could just find some way to alert them, then it would not be for nothing. They needed to know. He needed them to know. Another step. He stumbled and then fell. Black spots danced before his eyes, blacker than the night. The sound of footsteps drew nearer until they were right upon him. She tutted, sadly, before straddling the man. Her weight upon his broken ribs brought gasps of pain. She nuzzled him gently. Her finger, still coated in the man’s blood, stroked his stubbled cheek. A smear spread upon it, barely noticeable in his already bloodied features. She smiled, which tore a sob from the man’s lips. It was too wide, too toothy. She leaned in close, her lips almost to his ear, and whispered gently. His sobs came swiftly. “Did you really think I’d let you go so easily?” She pressed her lips to his cheek before sticking out her tongue. She licked the side of his bloodied face and shuddered heavily. “We’ve only just begun our fun.”

#Accepted App

[the-royal-courier]

Courier Classifieds 4/17

Personal

The private island, Sharktooth Cove is officially open to the public. Teran Harbor is a free city due east from Thandol Span. The islands boast lumber, ore, fishing, farming, and business opportunities for all.

So set sail today to experience all that Teran Harbor has to offer!

(OOC Information: This is a player run community intending to create another roleplay hub outside of Stormwind. OOCly located on the pre-cataclysm version of Theramore Island, reach out to Levv today to secure your business location or talk about how your guild or group or self can participate in a neutral town style RP  @levvnightfall @theteranharbor )

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For Sale

Fine Dwarven brews available from Ironforge’s Ironstout Clan Brewery.  Beer is available in casks, half-kegs, and bottles.  Be sure to stop by the Steel Pub and try Loch Modan Maple Mead!  Dwarven Honey Mead, sweetened with freshly tapped Maple sap from Loch Modan.  Only available in Spring, so act now! Please contact Bathildis Ironstout for more information.  (Bathildis in game @ironstoutbrews )

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Ludlow Signature Wines now open and catering to the wine lovers of the realm. For ordering or inquires, contact Elizebella Ludlow of Ludlow Vineyards (@elizebella, @ludlowvineyards )

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The Queen’s Garters is Stormwind’s premier lingerie boutique.  Alliance women insist on only the finest intimate apparel and The Queen’s Garters answers their call. We offer a unique buying experience for each customer. Serving women and their intimate apparel needs with beautiful lingerie, corsets, stockings and more.  

And because women aren’t the only ones who buy lingerie, our experienced staff can help any man buy the perfect gift for his wife, girlfriend or lady love.

Private fittings available by appointment.

The Queen’s Garters, 4 Canal Street, Stormwind City

Because it’s what’s underneath that counts.

(In-game location:  Canal Tailor & Fit Shop, To schedule a private fitting contact @queensgarters, @nariele, or in-game Nariele )

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The Hexy Lady, offers a plethora of hexes, enchanted items, and potions for the right price. Bartering acceptable. Contact Mistei for more information on how they can help you!

(Contact @noble-witch or find her in-game under Mistei, via ic mail or walk-up.)

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Simple Solutions is now offering its services throughout Stormwind City and its adjacent areas. Everything from small cabins to wide, open spaces used for lavish parties. No home or office is too big or too small for an extensive and discrete sanitation that will allow you to keep going about your business and leave the trivial, tedious work to another. Not only will everything be elegantly clean, but trash will also be removed and disposed of appropriately. You will be free to choose the scent to fill your home, office, or workshop after services have been rendered, free of charge. They include but are not limited to: vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, pine, rain, roses, peaches and oranges. All prices are negotiable and payment is to be received upon arrival at the very latest.

Contact M. Grimwald at the Stormwind City Harbor or through a messenger, mail or simply word of mouth. (OOC: You can also send me a message through Tumblr at @everythingisbetterwithpirates or whisper in-game.)

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Now Hiring

Monsters and cultists of the world beware, for Duskmarch has arrived. To combat with us the wicked forces of the night, we are currently seeking monster hunters of all kinds; be them fighters, casters, field medics or even those who wield the magic of the enemy. Under the mandate of the Knights Order of the Titanic Will, we take contracts pertaining to the purge of evil threats to Azeroth from every corner of the world. For glory and honor or simply coin and adrenalin, we protect the homefront!

((OOC: If you’re interested in the <Duskmarch>, check out our site at duskmarch.shivtr.com and whisper Thalvana (@valoraegn) or Leilara (@castleoftherose) with any questions! ))

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Are you looking for a job full of excitement? Have you the fortitude to work with all types of individuals? Are you willing to get your hands dirty? Susan Gampre is looking for individuals to assist her growing business. Currently positions are available in the bar and grill, security, and entertainment divisions of the group. Stop by or send your inquiries to Ms. Gampre.

(OOC: Sisters in Sin is easily explained by the stereotypical, quick to the point definition: Brothel house. In character the group hopes to provide a place for any to indulge themselves in women and vice- all for the right price. This guild is not for the faint of heart. There are dark themes explored. As such the guild is 18+ only. Sisters in Sin are here to have fun with their writing, they just approach at a more unethical angle. Reach out to @susan-gampre for more information on how to join the guild. )

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To carry the name of <House Dragonblade> means to carry the ideals of justice, honor, and charity. Seeking anyone of a kind heart and strong mind, House Dragonblade wants you if you want to make a difference.

(Contact @odessii-dragonblade or Odessii in game)

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Looking for ways to quell your boredom? Endlessly walking around the city? Yearn for a way to find a new adventure? Skilled in Archaeology? Combat? Research?

Look no further, House Preston is recruiting! We deal in trade, combat, research, and we’re expanding into so much more! We would love your help!  Not a crafter or fighter? Not of noble birth? We will still accept you into our house. We have a multitude of things to do and if you are thinking you might want to learn how, we can help with that too!

Interested in joining our growing house? Talk to one of us today!

(OOC:  We prefer 18+ due to occasional content. A strong knowledge of lore or willingness to learn is encouraged.  Any level / race / class accepted.

How would have heard about us? If you frequent the Cathedral District, noble social circles, the Broken Isles, you’ve probably seen or interacted with us!

Contact Retribution or Ananorah @ananorah to discuss how you can join House Preston.)

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Doomwatch is an organization with Alliance ties that is devoted to defeating the Burning Legion and protecting Azeroth. We also do artifact hunting and public relations, we formed to fight the Burning Legion but developed into a close knit family who will do anything to protect this family.

(An interview is required. Contact info: Annyana or Orgrimskar, via whisper or by mail)

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Seeking able bodied and like minded fellows to join the honored House Ironbourne. Councils, guards, magi, healers, crafters and the like, all are welcome at Ironhearth to join the Lord and Lady of Ironwrath in making a better world for those under their care.

(House Ironborne is an RP guild that revolves around nobility and everything that comes with it. Politics, war, alliances, fighting, back stabbing, and loyalty. We seek role players who are interested in stepping into the various positions within the guild. We welcome and encourage player plot lines both individual and guild centric. We believe in quality over quantity and desire players that will maintain the respect of the guild while having fun through role play.

Led by Duchess Jossetta Ironborne, guild RP centers in part around the Ironborne estate, Ironwrath, located in the Hinterlands, Ironhearth, the village outside its gates, and the world that is Azeroth. Interested players should contact Jossetta in-game or here on tumblr @jossetta or @houseironborne We look forward to hearing from you.)

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Lord Dandez Northbane is seeking able bodied men and women to aid in safeguarding his homeland from demonic and domestic threats. The devastation left in the wake of the demonic invasions has created a situation where people are suffering and need strong defenders. Rebuilding and protection is a priority for House Northbane.

All specializations are accepted by House Northbane. Contact Lord Northbane or his Royal Guard Valdasowin to discuss pledging your service to the house.

Currently Open Positions

Mercenaries Seasoned Knights Diplomats Crafters Trademasters Retainers

(OOC: All races and classes are welcome, though at this time limited demon hunters will be accepted. The minimum requirements to join the guild are TRP and MessageBoard. Discord to be launched soon. Contact Dândez, Valdasowin, or Darrus in game to join.)

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Do you feel the call to serve? Are you dedicated to ensuring the safety and peace of those around you? The Stormwind City Guard is looking for you. We are actively recruiting guardsmen into our ranks to ensure the city is protected at all times. Do you have what it takes to protect and serve? Formal applications for assignment within the guard should be submitted to the Command Center care of Commander Aldenhardt.

(OOC: The Stormwind City Guard is looking for experienced roleplayers that are interested in playing a guard ICly. Please read over the site to see our IC and OOC guild rules and guidelines for RPing a guard. At this time please note we are not accepting Demon Hunters as guards. Death Knights are on a case by case decision. We do require an application and an IC interview. Former members of the old Stormwind Guard will be accepted. Contact  Aldenhardt in game or @percy-aldenhardt )

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House Matheredor is currently recruiting able bodies for various roles to help in defending the kingdom as well as assisting in the research and hunting down of dangerous magical artifacts that could threaten the very fabric of the kingdom.

Jobs Available:

-Guards -Scouts -Researchers -Healers of all types -General laborers -Those with political aspirations -Shopkeepers -And many others!

House Matheredor’s primary lands are in the mountain ranges in the Northern part of what is now the Western Plaguelands. If you wish to join the house or contact us in any way we have a Stormwind office located in the large building behind the Shady Lady in the Dwarven District.

Application Process consists of an out of character interview with Adorlan (@adorlan) or any other officer who is online followed by a small in character introduction. Contact Adorlan (Adorlan ingame or @adorlan) or Kerydwen (Kerydwen ingame).

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The Amberstaff Coalition, based out of Ambermill in Silverpine Forest, is an organization of mages and martials devoted to studying, teaching, and working with magic to protect and serve Azeroth. Our goal is to provide a welcoming refuge to magi while finding and ridding the world of fel casters, though within a controlled environment we have studied the practice of minor demonology. Our martials provide our first line of defense for Amberstaff, protecting the magi who may not have enough experience to protect themselves.

If you are interested in learning about magic, striving to gain control over your powers, or wish to use your skills to protect others, seek out an Amberstaff member today. We are ready to see you reach your full potential.

(OOC Note: The Amberstaff Coalition is a caster-based guild that has an additional tree for the martials. We host weekly classes in which we are training magi to become wizards of our order, able to act upon and study the majority of all schools of magick. We partner with several other guilds for RP in the Isles and elsewhere around the worlds. We are accepting all classes, contact one of us for more information -Helarsar, for those with magical aspiration or Aacer for those with more fighter type attributes.)

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The Royal Courier is hiring! We are looking for intrepid individuals who like to write and capture moments of time. There is a lot happening in the world right now from invasions to daily crime to happier moments. The Royal Courier strives to be everywhere to cover the important events and happenings. If you have an engaging personality, are not afraid to ask the tough questions, and like to network; This might be the job for you!

Currently looking for the following positions to be filled immediately:

Investigator Advertising Office Staff

Contact Risri Elthron for more information on how you can join our expanding team (@risrielthron)

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