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anxiously-sidequesting · 1 year

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So since I can't shut up about invisible characters in Wizard101, I'd just like to bring all of your esteemed attentions to That One Cabal Soldier

So context and spoilers for Karamelle and Novus, there was this just One Dude. Like idk how we even got to that point since I'm still in Mirage but like our Wizard just walks in a building and we're ambushed by a bunch of Cabal members and THIS ONE GUY is like "EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP so we finally meet wizard >:)))))) you may be a nationwide hero who killed Satan and his spawns and **(goes through the entire first 3-4 arcs in one speech)** BUT NOW YOU HAVE TO FACE ME" and he wasn't even a boss. He was just like a mob level dude. And we beat his ass in .02 seconds and he's like "well damn I really thought I could do it" before he flips the switch and is like "I'LL BE BACK FOR YOU BITCH" and scuttles away

And like the next (and hopefully not last) time we see him is in Novus where it's been said that he has been literally obsessed with us since we kicked his ass and when we see him he goes "AHA! >:))))) REMEMBER ME, WIZARD??? I TOLD you I'd BE back, AND I HAVE A PET LIKE YOU!!!! Prepare to die!!!!1!" And we kick his ass one more time and he literally goes "DAMMIT I HATE THE CABAL ANYWAYS I want a vacation ugh >:((( anyways still hate/love you bestie byyeeee ❤️✨" and fucks off

So if you guys have stuck around here for at least two weeks then you know this is my bread and butter. My wine and Cheetos. Pathetic men with a superiority complex against literally an all powerful being. Obsessed enemies/rivals with someone who could Care Less.

Regular Surfer Dude really thought he could.

#guys im begging you PLEASE listen to his dialogues in the game i will pay you money to listen to that guy talk #i didnt even know of his existence until the novus stream and i was immediately in love with him #guys he is literally so fucking funny please listen to him tlak #i also refuse to believe that he isn't a grown ass man #which is kinda weird because he has the exact same character model as The Wizard #so as a placeholder i just imagine him to be a tiny #just a tiny scruffy man #tagging this as spoilers jic #novus spoilers #karamelle spoilers #wizard101 spoilers #wizard101 #w101 #text post

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aeoris4lovers · 1 year

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caleb’s post-campaign life makes me so emotional. his cozy little house with a garden where he can grow green beans again and his ability to finally let the past rest and finally see his old home again and his guest lectures with students that hang onto his every word as he teaches him the things he was never taught and his youngest student who probably thinks he’s the coolest uncle in the world and his loving partner who’s on the run like he was once but always has a safe warm place to come back to because of him and his old friends finally free alongside him after trying so hard to get them out and his friend sister helping him make their home a better place like he always wanted and his friends family that he brings together again every month and the love and happiness and peace he spends the rest of his life surrounded by. it’s everything he could ever ask for and everything he thought he would never deserve and it’s all because he found a family that loved him fiercely and refused to give up on him and it means so so much to me.

#just thinking about him a lot rn and how so much happiness is possible after going through hell #watching the beginning of campaign 2 knowing were he ends up is such a experience #i wanna take his sad scruffy face in my hands and just go ‘you are going to know so much love!! you will have a family and happiness again!!#everyone say thank you liam o’brien and matt mercer for giving this formerly sad wizard man the ending he deserved #i love c1 and c3 but GOD c2 was just. something else #it was so full of love in such a special way and i will never stop thinking about it #caleb widogast #wizardposting #c2 #the mighty nein #critical role

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tinabongorno · 2 years

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Watching cottonwood fluff float by.

#DID YOU KNOW #HEY #BUT DID YOU KNOW #you can draw stubbly guys being wistful in nature WHENEVER YOU WANT???#AHAHAH UH OH!!#i have this kind of epiphany every other week now #like i can just... draw? whatever the hell i want?#and lightning won't strike me down from the heavens????!!#?????#it's all skeletons and scruffy men from here on out folks #and no one can stop me!!!!#WAIT add cute frogs and women who look like they might kill you to the list!#and sad wizards!!#AHAHAHAHA!!#art #nature art

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miraculan-draws · 1 month

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resident wizard getting very scruffy on the road

#bg3 #gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep

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pidgedee · 1 year

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BEHOLD!! the party!

more info about this au under the cut because i love it So Much

first of all, you can read what i’ve written of this au here on ao3! it’s only backstory oneshots rn, but i do have a whole timeline plotted out that i’d love to keep chipping away at. but it’s taking me forever so here’s a little summary w some spoilers!

basically:

- tommy and wilbur meet when tommy is this twelve year old scruffy little street kid and wilbur is a traveling charlatan bard. tommy steals from him. wilbur casts hold person and goes “hey you fucker give me my goddamn wallet” and tommy goes 🤩 “ok but only if you show me how to do that” and because wilbur is easily manipulated by tommy’s charming street urchin ways, he agrees. and now they’re literal crime boys and travel together stealing and conning As Brothers <3

- tubbo was raised by a cult that believes he’s a prophesied savior, so tubbo ALSO believes he’s a prophesied savior. scott smajor is a divination wizard and part of the cult. one day some stranger wanders into the cult, realizes Oh My God This Cult Is Raising A Kidnapped Child, gets in over his head, murders a cult member (not scott smajor), and causes such a ruckus that tubbo gets kidnapped 2 electric boogaloo by a surviving cult member (this time it is scott smajor). a chaotic and bloody series of events ends with tubbo completely alone in the world and not sure where to go. luckily, there’s a certain bard-rogue duo to swoop him up and pull him into their party!

- quackity is Not a warlock no really guys seriously he’s just some guy. he’s just some guy who once accidentally wandered into a cult and murdered one of the cult members (they had it coming ok) and then sold his heart to a devil who, uh, took out the entire cult after that. we connecting the dots here? yeah. when quackity meets the rest of the gang, he and tubbo stand there spiderman meme pointing at each other but in Total Secret because neither of them are eager to reveal their backstories yet. tubbo kind of hates quackity. quackity does not know what to think of tubbo. it’s fun.

i’m cutting myself off here so i don’t ramble forever but IVE ALSO DONE SO MUCH WORLDBUILDING specifically regarding religion in this au. Ask Me About My D&D AU Pantheon

#dream smp #dsmp #quackity #tubbo #tommyinnit #wilbur soot #dnd au

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backwoodsbigfoot · 9 months

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one of my favorite things about FOTR is poor Boromir looking SO confused in about 50% of the scenes he’s in.

and I mean it makes sense, poor dude had no idea what he was getting into when he rolled up to Rivendell. And all of a sudden it’s like hobbits? what’s a hobbit? dwarves? elves? there’s a wizard too?! and this scruffy sweaty guy is the king???

#boromir #lotr #he’s baby #love this boy

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rosaline-black · 1 year

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ᴀɴɢᴇʟ - ʀᴇᴍᴜꜱ ʟᴜᴘɪɴ

Summary: Remus had been left completely alone after the first war. After isolating himself for a few months he finally emerges from his cottage to get some groceries at the corner shop. He gets a lot more then bread however when he sets his eyes on you.

Pairing: Fem!reader X Remus Lupin

Everyone was gone. He was alone. Completely alone. He was being nipped by the bitter air as he left the house for the first time in months. He only left because he had to. The fridge was empty, he couldn't live off the tins of soup and packets of rice anymore.

January 1982 was probably a time for new beginnings for most, but for him it was just a reminder he'd been in isolation for over two months. The sun was out, it lit up his pasty unkept appearance which he couldn't care less about.

He tugged on the sleeves of his jumper before finally making a beeline for the corner shop at the end of the street. He just needed to get the bare minimum of groceries and then he could go back into solitude.

The bell rang and he shot into the shop, that blasted Duran Duran song was playing over the shops radio. Merlin how he didn't miss that. Filling it up quickly, his basket was soon packed with the cheapest of groceries, he couldn't retain a job for more then a number of weeks due to his condition so he was living off of the bare minimum.

Remus almost appreciated the muggle corner shop, no daily prophet to remind him of how everything was now apparently just fine. The wizarding world was moving on from the dark lord, leaving him behind. Leaving behind the young adults, no better yet kids who lost there lives fighting. To say he was bitter towards wizarding society would be an understatement.

He shook his head to free the toxic thoughts which would only induce an even deeper depressive spiral and walked to counter not even looking up as he put his basket out for whoever the clerk was.

"Did you want a bag?" Your soft voice called out. Remus's head shot up and his chest suddenly hurt at the site of you. You practically glowed in the sunlight which shon through the shop windows, your smile so pure and genuine he couldn't help his own lips twitching to mirror you.

"Yes please..." he searched for your name badge that sat right atop your chest "..y/n"

Remus indulged himself by gazing upon you. He hadn't been in the company of anyone for months, and you, well you were a beacon of light by just merely smiling. He'd let himself have this moment however brief it may be.

"And you are..." your voice rung out after sensing the mans eyes were on you.

Remus was completely taken aback. He expected you'd be disgusted by the mere sight of him, a clearly poor scruffy mess, but no. Yet again you exhibited such warmth and care by your expression, not an ounce of judgment or hatred ran through you.

"Remus.. my names Remus..." his voice was hoarse. He wasn't used to using it for anything other than sobbing or shouting. He could tell you noticed the strain and your smile morphed from normal to concerned.

"So mysterious Remus do you live local?" You asked lightening his mood. It was easy to tell this man carried a heavy burden, a burden of sadness and loss, it simply radiated from him. If there was anything you could do to make him feel at ease for a moment you would.

"Down the road yes... yourself?" He answered watching you scan each item slowly, like you actually wanted to chat with him. He thanked the heavens above that he was the only person in the shop.

"I live in the flat just above the shop... it was owned by my dad... but he passed away recently and left it to me... couldn't give it up..."

Remus smiled sympathetically, for some reason knowing someone else had lost someone made him feel less alone "so you work here alone?"

He watched as you nodded your head "It is a lot of work... but thank god this is the only local shop in the area otherwise I'd have to shut it..."

Remus suddenly got an idea, were you hiring? No he really shouldn't ask. You'd done enough by letting him stand in your presence, enquiring about a job would go completely over the line.

"Why are you looking for a job?" You asked and it was like you could read his mind "I mean I don't know why you'd want to work here but if you are I really need another clerk..."

Remus was in shock. You were truly his saving grace. It felt too good to be true, like he was taking advantage of you somehow. Your innocent kindness and general care felt too much, he felt unworthy.

After a lack of reply you realised how imprudent that must have sounded "Sorry.. you probably have things to do already... last thing you need his getting wrapped up in a run down corner shop..."

"NO.. I uh... well I would love the job I just don't want to burden you-"

"You could never be a burden Remus..." you smiled and he was convinced right then and there he would die. Die from his heart imploding on itself.

"Well when can you start?"

Months flew by and Remus was feeling more grounded with everyday he spent with you. Instead of pushing you away, he clung onto you like a life raft. The tea you'd share together and the occasional jokey conversations got him through.

He'd found out pretty early on that you were a squib. With full knowledge of wizards but never actually being able to cast a spell. It was a weight of his shoulders to be able to speak of magic freely, all though he held back most of the time as to not boast that he could do magic.

You didn't seem to care though. In fact when Remus would do the odd spell seeing your face light up would make his whole day complete.

He could say there was no doubt that he was in love with you. It annoyed him that his own heart was so feeble he'd fall for someone so pure and gentle, he couldn't let himself taint you with the sorrow he dragged around everywhere.

He'd also hidden his condition from you. He knew how kind you were and the minute you knew of what he went through you'd try to help, he couldn't risk that.

It was the 10th of March, Remus entered the shop and what he saw nearly brought him to his knees. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" You shouted still trying to light the candles that sat a top the cake in your hands with a crappy lighter that hardly worked.

"Y/n why... you didn't need to do anything..."

"Yes I did... because otherwise no one else would and that simply won't do..." you fussed placing the cake down and engulfing him in a hug. Remus took no time in hugging back, his heart to weak to refuse himself your embrace, your intoxicating scent and most importantly your warmth.

But he soon sobered up to the fact that no way could he have you. He couldn't allow himself to blemish your life, so after a few seconds he pulled away quite harshly his face rough and angry.

"A-are you okay remus?" You asked, eyes swimming with concern.

"Yes just... stop being so..." he struggled to find the words, his eyes trained to the ground.

"So what? Should I make some tea? I'm sure that will calm you down and-"

"THAT! Stop being so fucking nice! Normal people aren't that nice... they don't help strangers and make them cakes... give them jobs..." Remus shouted causing you to physically flinch at the volume.

Look what he'd done now. Remus saw you cower away from him and it only reaffirmed that he was a monster. A monster undeserving of your care and maybe even love.

"Sorry.. I just.. I'll go...-"

Before he could run off, you grabbed his forearm with complete desperation "Don't go Remus... please..."

"You can't... I taint you y/n..." Remus muttered meeting your eyes.

"Taint me? What are you talking about..." you shook your head, completely at a loss.

And from there Remus broke down in-front of you. He explained what happened to his friends, how he was left completely alone and how much of burden that's played on his well-being. He eluded to having some kind of condition which truthfully you'd guessed a long time ago.

Him getting regular sicknesses at the same time, the scars and his grouchy attitude around the full moon. It was obvious to you.

"Remus I know... I know about your lyncathropy..." you stated simply, a comforting smile still playing on your lips

"What? No.. I... well then why do you still associate with me... my kind aren't safe to be around y/n... I could hurt you..."

You shook your head and made him look into your eyes "Remus... I couldn't give less of a shit.." you laughed at his eyes widening once you cursed "you've had so much loss and tragedy can't you just let me be there for you? Let me help you through this..."

And in that moment Remus was weak. He gave in, burying his head in your neck as he sobbed his heart out, everything he'd held in over the past months fell out and it felt nice. It felt nice to be held and to be listened to, despite what he was. He felt safe in your arms.

From that day on you did everything to prove to Remus that his condition wasn't going to scare you away, that you were prepared to be there for him throughout everything. So every morning after the full moon you'd close the shop and dress his wounds, cook him meals and make sure he looked after himself. And every full moon Remus was convinced you were his guardian angel, coaxing him slowly from his suffering.

The feelings both of you harboured were quite apparent, and it was one summer evening where your relationship changed. You were simply closing up the shop and Remus just couldn't take his eyes off of you. It was ironic you were a squib but he was convinced you had bewitched him.

He knew right then that he needed to hold you, kiss you, be one with you. The friendship wasn't enough for him anymore, he wanted to call you his.

"y/n are you dating anyone..." he called out after replenishing the last shelf.

You were taken aback by this question. Of course you weren't dating anyone, you'd fallen hopelessly in love with the rugged stranger that stumbled into your shop many months ago. No one could replace him in your heart.

"No... why are you?" You asked crossing every part of your body in the hopes that he hadn't started seeing someone. Surely he'd tell you right? I mean you practically spent every day in each other's company as it what.

"No I'm not.. there is someone I like though.. just not quite sure I deserve her..." He stated watching steadily for your reaction.

You sighed inaudibly, who the bloody hell could it be? But instead of trying to appear upset you did what you did best and smiled, he deserved happiness and so be it if that doesn't involve you "I'm sure she'd be lucky to have you rem..."

Remus chucked. For someone who was such an incredible listener you truly were oblivious "aren't you interested in knowing who it is?"

"Of course... go ahead.." you mumbled not hearing his footsteps approaching you from behind.

As gently as possible Remus tilted your head around to face him, caressing your cheek with the upmost care, you were a work of art in his eyes and needed to be treated as though you could break at any moment "It's you of course..."

The wide smile you gave him made Remus melt into a puddle, and as your lips connected for the first time a very old feeling returned for him. Comfort. You were his angel that granted him comfort again, something he feared he'd never have the pleasure of knowing.

#remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x you #remus lupin x y/n #remus lupin x fem!reader #Harry Potter #harry potter imagine #harry potter x reader #Fred weasley x reader #James potter x reader #Sirius black x reader #marauders #marauders era #marauders x reader

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popcornhog · 6 months

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If i had a knickel for everytime i ship a scruffy, powerful wizard who’s always close to combusting (which is caused by their own hubris) and their flamboyant, suspicious and secretive feline coded companion who has ties/work closely with blood, i’d have two knickels. Which isnt much but its weird it happened twice🗿

#widomauk #mollymauk tealeaf #caleb widogast #critical role #the mighty nein #cr2 #baldur’s gate astarion #baldur’s gate gale #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #bloodweave #astarion #gale dekarios #pop arts

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eff-plays · 4 months

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“Anders was written as bipolar and understanding and loving him is actually enabling him and you should abuse him for his own best” As an Andermancer this is exactly how it felt lol some things never change

If you're a scruffy wizard with a penchant for explosives it's fucking over for you buddy. You're fucking done for, my friend.

#if/when i become a game dev i prommy i will write a scruffy wizard and he'll be my little princess #just like gale and anders are my little princesses<3

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releasethekrakenart · 1 year

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gender is confusing. I am a boy. I am a little guy in a hat. I am a frog. I am a bimbo. I am a pirate. I am the sun and the moon, the stars and the constellations. I am a man playing jazz in the back of a bar. I am a punk rock boy. I am a y2k pop girlie. I am a scruffy masculine barista writing a smiley face on a cardboard cup. I am a wizard. I am not.

#transmasc #nonbinary #queer #transgender #lgbtq #pirates #ftm #genderqueer #genderfluid #little guy

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oh-stars · 2 months

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Powers

a Stobin Month 2024 prompt | 754 words | CW: N/A | Rating: G

“Do you think Jane likes having powers?” Robin asks.

Steve looks up at her, eyes straining. They’re laying around the new trailer’s living room, the coffee table pushed to the side from their yoga routine (it’s the only exercise Robin can agree to with the heat right now, so he’ll take it). They’re both exhausted, the heat slowing them to mush. She’s laying upside down, feet against the windowsill and her head hanging off the cushion. Her hair’s falling into Steve’s eyes, brushing against his face where their heads are basically touching. If she were Eddie, this would be dangerous – he’d topple on Steve within minutes. But Robin’s surprisingly agile.

“I feel like it's the worst,” she continues. “I’d crumble under pressure.”

“You didn’t when you cracked the code,” Steve points out.

“That was different,” Robin says on a sigh. “I didn’t know that was, like, real.”

Steve shrugs as much as he can on the floor. She’s got a point. “Jane doesn’t know any difference,” he adds. “I think she’d rather have them than not.”

Robin twists her hair, brushing against Steve’s forehead. “She didn’t have them before spring break so she does know different. So again, does she like having powers?”

“She definitely likes them. She uses them all the time to dick around with the other kids.”

The AC unit kicks into overdrive, whirring in the background of their conversation like a train blowing through a neighborhood. The silence between them lasts almost two full minutes before Robin asks, “What boring super power would you want?”

“Boring?”

“Yeah, low stakes. No evil mind wizards like Henry/Vecna/One. No Russians or end of the world stuff. And,” she says on an inhale, “no messing with other people’s minds.”

“I don’t know,” Steve says honestly. “I need an example. All I can think about is flight and that’s not boring.”

“It is,” Robin says, “but not boring enough.” She hums as she wiggles on the couch, until she rolls to the side and off to sit beside him. “Like being able to only hit green lights when you’re driving.”

Steve’s eyes widen. “Oh. That’s good.” He twists to face her, head resting on his elbow, she mimics his posture. “What about water tasting like any other drink I want?”

She considers this, lips pursing as she tosses the idea around in her head. “Like it always tastes good or you could turn it into root beer without changing anything?”

“Both,” Steve says, with a nod. “If I want just water, it always tastes like the best water you’ve ever had but if I really want a root beer but only have water, it’ll taste like it.”

“What about alcohol though?”

Steve shrugs. “I could live without it.”

Robin nods slowly. “I think I want to be able to learn everything by touching a book.”

“You’d be unstoppable.”

“Exactly.” Robin smirks as she puts her hands behind her head. “I’ll be an expert on everything and anything.”

“Henderson would hate you.”

She laughs, sitting up as she nods. “I’ll always know more than him, but I’ll never tell him how.”

“That’s evil,” Steve laughs. “Do it to Eddie too.”

“You’re a genius,” Robin says.

The door creaks open and Wayne walks in, groceries in hand. They jump up to help him without another word.

“Hey Uncle Wayne,” Robin asks sweetly as she puts away the canned goods, “what would you want your super power to be if you had an everyday, small power that only affects you?”

Wayne grunts as he stands up from leaning into the fridge. “What would I do with super powers?”

“Something small,” Steve says as he hops onto the counter with an apple. “Something to make your life easier.”

He scratches at his scruffy chin and leans against the counter beside Robin. “Make life easier?”

“Yup,” they say.

“Like missing all the red lights,” Steve adds, tossing the apple up in the air.

Wayne makes another thinking noise as he looks up at the popcorned ceiling.

As he’s about to say something else, Eddie’s voice echoes through the trailer park. “Push, Gareth! Jesus Christ.”

Wayne sighs and motions to the door. “Fixing that shit,” he says. “C’mon, Ed could use the muscle with that heap of junk and you two are at least three Gareths.”

Steve snorts as he hops down. He slings his arm over Robin’s shoulder and pulls her close to whisper, “Bet you Jane’s powers would come in handy now.”

Robin pushes him away, laughing.

Thank you @lady-lostmind for beta reading!

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#ohstars fic #steve harrington #robin buckley #stobin #platonic stobin #platonic soulmates stobin #stobin month 2024 #ohstars posting challenge #stranger things

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