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imhereformysciencefriends · 8 months

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@loturaweek2023 final day: Cooking Up Chaos!

Allura had never considered herself particularly foolish or in need, but as straits grew more dire, she found herself more and more willing to entertain certain flights of fancy, all the way until she had gathered her wits and struck out into the forest in search of the witch that lived there.

The closer she got, the easier her walk, bramblebushes giving way to a well kept path, undergrowth trimmed back, and in the center of the clearing she approached: a sprawling herb garden with a neat and tidy cottage in the center. It seemed out of place, if only for its charm in an otherwise wild stretch of forest.

She cleared her throat as she entered the clearing, unsure of how close would be too close to go uninvited. But nobody was in the garden, and there was smoke pouring from the chimney, so her mark must surely be inside.

She knocked on the door.

The man that answered was—not quite what Allura had expected. He was purple, for one, not green. With long, trailing, starlit hair and catseyes. His hat was so large it almost wouldn’t fit through the doorframe, with a dent at the halfway point that left the tip pointed sideways, and his dark robes trailed the floor with a tattered end.

“Greetings.”

“Oh,” Allura jolted, blinking and gathering her manners, “Hello, um, good witch?"

The man snorted softly, smiling with an almost playful gleam. “When it suits me. Come in,” he ushered her in, and she let out a small noise at a second surprise.

“I, oh, I hadn’t realized there were two of you,” she mentioned, hoping that wasn’t too rude. There was another woman, her body even more changed by her magic than his, eyeless and seeming… scaled, lounging near the fire, cat on her belly.

“Typically, witches are solitary outside of gatherings,” the man mentioned, stirring something in the cauldron over the flames. “It’s just that somebody decided to take my cat as her familiar.”

The blind witch looked smug, gesturing something Allura did not understand at him, and he let out a grumbling noise. He huffed, and turned back towards Allura.

“But come, you’ve traveled all this way for a reason, have you not, Princess? Tell us what you wish from us, and we’ll assess the cost.”

Allura settled her hand on the bag in her deepest pocket, filled with things she truly hoped the witches might take. She had no real desires to offer up any firstborns or lindworms.

“My father’s court is full of liars,” she stated. This was… pretty well known, all considered. Even her father admitted to it now, and he’d long attempted to hide the truth from even himself on the matter. “They’re deceptive and cunning, and will lead us all to ruin. I’ve tried begging my father to take more aggressive methods with them, but he resists. I… do not wish to kill them, but come in search of whatever solutions you are capable of providing.”

The male witch hummed, stirring his brew. “If the liars are the issue, then perhaps they should not be allowed to lie.”

Allura frowned, then lit up. “A truth spell?”

“Potion, but yes,” he said, ladling glowing yellow liquid into a pitcher. “I’ve none on hand, and Narti—” he turned to look at the lady witch (Narti, Allura supposed), who shook her head, “—has none either. Give me a moment to put my current brew away, and we shall have an elixir that will make even the most silver tongued liar speak plainly.”

“And the cost, for such a thing?”

He cast her a sly glance. “What have you to pay?”

Allura pulled from her pocket the bag she’d brought. “Gold, and jewelstones. Coin, if you want it.” Though, rumor had it witches rarely did. “If you want something else—”

“We’ll take the coin,” he said easily, and—oh.

For some reason she’d expected it to be harder than that.

He laughed at her expression. “Despite what the fairytales will tell you; even witches need to purchase goods and services from those in town. You’re more capable of affording to part with your coin than some of the desperate folks that cross our door.”

Well now she just felt silly.

She cleared her throat. “And will you tell me your name, good witch?”

“Lotor. And I know you, Princess Allura. There’s plenty talk of you, around the kingdom.”

“What kind of talk?”

“Mm. I wonder,” Lotor hummed, continuing to drain the cauldron and offering no elaboration. “But I will warn you of one thing, Princess. There is a second cost to our deal: the cost of using magic at all. The more you use, the higher the price. Be cautious, little royal, that you do not use so much, that it becomes a price you are unwilling to pay."

Like the purple skin. And the scales.

“I’ll be careful. I don’t plan on needing more than just this, anyway.” If she could just oust the liars, if they could separate the wheat from the chaff, she knew things would get better.

“No one ever does,” he warned, tipping over the mostly-empty cauldron to let the remaining trickles of glowing amber slip through a grate on the floor, mingling with ash and other discarded brews below.

She watched him begin the next batch, made mostly of harmless water, but the more ingredients he added the more… otherworldly, the mix became. He had her fetch a few things for him while he stirred, and Allura was willing enough to comply, figuring normally Narti must do this (or that helping make the potion was perhaps necessary, since she’d be the one to use it).

It worked.

The court was in chaos. Everyone was saying what was actually on their mind and all hell was breaking loose. It had started when a courtesan had told Alfor to his face that she thought he was weak spined and easily manipulated, her eyes going wide in horror as she had attempted to backtrack, but her tongue hadn’t let her.

Allura watched on with what she hoped was not-too-obvious glee.

Alfor took advantage of the magic, however it had come about, and was able to swiftly dismiss those forced to confess their ulterior motives. He was left with a small, but genuinely loyal group, and they began rebuilding their ranks with similarly loyal replacements.

Allura’s hair turned slowly silver, over the days it took to oust the liars. She hid her hair behind colorful scarves and told her mother it was simply premature greying.

All was well for months after that, until Allura’s mother fell ill.

“Welcome back, Princess Allura. Your hair looks striking,” Lotor greeted, looking slightly flustered at her appearance. “Was the truth elixir insufficient to the task?”

“Not at all,” Allura assured as she entered his home once again, Narti off somewhere and a mug of tea wafting softly next to an open book with complicated diagrams in it. “It was exactly the miracle I needed, but now I ask you for another.”

“Then ask away, but remember: all magic comes at a price.”

“For this, I would pay anything—”

“Be careful how you utter such words.”

“My mother is sick!” Allura burst, tears in her eyes only for her to swipe them angrily away, smearing on her cheeks. “My mother is ill, and nobody can cure it. Help me, Lotor, I don’t care if it turns me into a frog if it means my mother lives.”

Lotor’s expression softened and he placed a gentle hand at her elbow. “Ease, Allura. Ease. Tell me her symptoms. I’ve magic aplenty to spend on her cure.”

“Yes?”

Allura had been so worried, so anxious that perhaps this was not the kind of magic he could do.

“Yes. She will be alright, Allura.”

Allura sagged against him, and allowed him to comfort her, to settle her on the couch with a mug of tea of her own as she explained the onset, the symptoms, the nature of her mother’s illness. He listened steadily and took notes, and nodded at the end.

“I know of the cure that will work. Sit tight, Princess. You will carry it with you when you leave.”

And so she sat, and watched him, and found his silvery hair to be even prettier than the last time she viewed it.

“Thank you,” she said in his doorway, with a sachet of something faintly glowing in her hands and her purse much lighter. She rose up on tiptoe and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Thank you, Lotor.”

He stood dumbfounded at his own threshold, and she giggled before taking off, his catseyes on her as she left.

The next morning, her mother was cured overnight, and Allura found what she at first believed to be a rash all over her own skin. Except it wasn’t a rash, it was… markings. Crescents and circles and half moons and dots and waves, all bright pink, decorating her limbs and spine and two V’s on her cheeks.

She swore her ladies in waiting to secrecy and hid the marks beneath her clothes, all except those two facial markings which she passed off as “a fashionable new trend of face painting.” Everyone was too relieved over the queen’s recovered health to pay the princess’s antics much mind.

And all was well in the kingdom a second time. Allura felt almost like she was ready, when the third trouble arose.

War with their bordering country had long been something that loomed on the horizon. It seemed with their court cut in half, and the rumors of the queen’s illness and likely death spreading slowly their direction, they’d taken this as opportune timing.

Allura was not fearful of the outcome of a fair battle. Her father’s forces were powerful and well armed.

Allura was worried about their beast of a champion, a man more lion than human, undefeated no matter the number of foes he faced.

“You wish to craft a champion of your own?” Lotor echoed, and Allura nodded.

“My father has a loyal soldier I think would bear the burden, but I need something that will put him on equal footing to their lionman. Lotor,” Allura reached out, and placed her palm over his, “this I ask of you.”

Lotor sighed. “You make it terribly difficult to deny you anything.”

“Then do not deny me.”

“There will be a price.”

“I know.”

And so Lotor gave her a greave imbued with magic that hummed all through it, and Allura asked her father’s soldier if he would bear its burden.

He did. It cost him his right arm, forever changed, but he did, and he won against their lionman, despite the difference in their sizes.

Allura paid the cost of the magic’s casting. Her hair, she could hide. Her markings, she could wave away.

But when her brown eyes turned bright near-glowing blue, the secret could be kept no longer.

The princess was using magic. The princess was consorting with witches.

And so the princess took off her crown and picked up as many coins as she could reasonably carry, and left.

And now there are three witches, stirring a cauldron in the woods.

#loturaweek2023 #lotura #allura #lotor #narti #shiro alfor and melenor are also there #vld #vt #my writing #haro writes #witch au

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yugiohcardsdaily · 1 year

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Posted Cards Master Post - 36

April 2022

Hiita the Fire Charmer

Fox Fire

Blazing Hiita

Familiar-Possessed - Hiita

Inari Fire

Hiita the Fire Charmer, Ablaze

Awakening of the Possessed - Greater Inari Fire

Spiritual Fire Art - Kurenai

Eria the Water Charmer

Gigobyte

Raging Eria

Familiar-Possesed - Eria

Gagagigo

Giga Gagagigo

Gogiga Gagagigo

Jigabyte

Gagagigo the Risen

Eria the Water Charmer, Gentle

Awakening of the Possessed - Gagigobyte

Spiritual Water Art - Aoi

Wynn the Wind Charmer

Petit Dragon

Storming Wynn

Familiar-Possessed - Wynn

Ranryu

Wynn the Wind Charmer, Verdant

Awakening of the Possessed - Rasenryu

Spiritual Wind Art - Miyabi

Wynn the Wind Channeler

Blessings for Gusto

Caam, Serenity of Gusto

Contact with Gusto

Daigusto Eguls

Daigusto Emeral

Daigusto Falcos

Daigusto Gulldos

Daigusto Laplampilica

Daigusto Phoenix

Daigusto Sphreez

Dust Storm of Gusto

Gusto Codor

Gusto Egul

Gusto Falco

Gusto Griffin

Gusto Gulldo

Gusto Squirro

Gusto Thunbolt

Gusto Vedir

Kamui, Hope of Gusto

Musto, Oracle of Gusto

Pilica, Descendant of Gusto

Reeze, Whirlwind of Gusto

Tailwind of Gusto

Whirlwind of Gusto

Winda, Priestess of Gusto

Windaar, Sage of Gusto

King Beast Barbaros

Witch's Apprentice

Backup Operator

Backup Secretary

Backup Supervisor

Wee Witch's Apprentice

Cheepcheepcheep

Cockadoodledoo

Hoshiningen

Hip Hoshiningen

Star Power!!

Link Party

Last Day of Witch

Effect Veiler

No cards were posted in May 2022.

June 2022

Alice, Lady of Lament

Malice, Lady of Lament

Loris, Lady of Lament (Japanese)

Lilith, Lady of Lament

Armory Call

Protector of The Agents - Moon

Blue-Eyes Jet Dragon

Blue-Eyes Tyrant Dragon

Branded Disciple

Breath of Resurrection

Castel, the Skyblaster Musketeer

Chaos Nephthys

Clear New World

Dark Contract with Patent License

Dark Dimension Soldier

Darton the Mechanical Monstrosity

D/D Gryphon

D/D/D Deviser King Deus Machinex

D/D/D Headhunt

Dictator of D.

Dimension Conjurer

Dinomorphia Alert

Dinomorphia Brute

Dinomorphia Diplos

Dinomorphia Domain

Dinomorphia Kentregina

Dinomorphia Reversion

Dinomorphia Shell

Dinomorphia Sonic

Dinomorphia Stealthbergia

Dinomorphia Therizia

Dogmatikamacabre

Doll Happiness

Doll Monster Bear-Bear

Doll Monster Miss Mädchen

Box of Friends

Doll House

Grandpa Demetto

Princess Cologne

Transcicada

Dracoback, the Rideable Dragon

Dragonbite

Dunnell, the Noble Arms of Light

Emergency Teleport

End of the Line

Epigonen, the Impersonation Invader

Epsilon The Magnet Warrior

Fateful Adventure

Fire Opal Head

Flowerdino

Forest of Lost Flowers

Ghostrick Festival

Ghostrick or Treat

Ghostrick Shot

Ghostrick Siren

Gokipole

Groza, Tyrant of Thunder

Guardian Chimera

Hidden Armory

Illegal Knight

Illusion of Chaos

Imprudent Intrusion

Insect Imitation

Kaiza the Hidden Star

Leafplace Plaice

Libromancer Agent

Libromancer Doombroker

Libromancer Firestarter

Libromancer First Appearance

Libromancer Geek Boy

Libromancer Intervention

Libromancer Magigirl

Mad Hacker

Magicore Warrior of the Relics

Maple Maiden

Master of Chaos

Monster Rebirth

Myutant Mutant

Neiroy, the Dream Mirror Traitor

Nordic Beast Gullinbursti

Nordic Relic Hlidskjalf

Nordic Relic Svalinn

Nordic Smith Ivaldi

Nowru Aries the Vernal Dragon

Onibimaru Soul Sweeper

Psychic Tracker

Psychic Wheeleder

Risebell the Star Adjuster

Risebell the Star Psycher

Risebell the Summoner

Saambell the Star Bonder

Saambell the Summoner

Rite of Aramesir

Rock Scales

Sales Ban

S-Force Lapcewell

S-Force Retroactive

Shining Piecephilia

Silvervine Senri

Simorgh, Bird of Perfection

Skilled Brown Magician

Smile Potion

Smoke Moquito

Sol and Luna

Starlit Papillon

Submareed Tour Ride

Swordsoul Sinister Sovereign - Qixing Longyuan

Swordsoul Strife

The Great Double Casted Caster·

The Zombie Vampire

Thunder Discharge

Timaeus the United Dragon

Top Share

Torrential Tribute

Trancefamiliar

Tribe Drive

Ultimate Fusion

Unending Nightmare

Unwavering Bond

Uradora of Fate

Vampire Fascinator

Vampire Ghost

Virtual World Hime - Nyannyan

Vision with Eyes of Blue

Wandering Gryphon Rider

Water Enchantress of the Temple

White Relic of Dogmatika

XYZ Combine

Xyz Universe

Zaralaam the Dark Palace

Zektrike Kou-ou

Gagaku-P.U.N.K. Crash Beat

Gagaku-P.U.N.K. Wagon

Gagaku-P.U.N.K. Wild Picking

Joruri-P.U.N.K. Dangerous Gabu

Joruri-P.U.N.K. Madame Spider

Joruri-P.U.N.K. Nashiwari Surprise

Noh-P.U.N.K. Deer Note

Noh-P.U.N.K. Foxy Tune

#not duel monsters #april 2022 #ygo cd posted list #long post //#may 2022 #june 2022

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imtoobiforyou · 5 years

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A Meeting of Two Worlds: Part 3

Part 1 / Part 2

Word count: 1119

Warnings: Mild swearing

Logan Berry was in love. He'd been in love since seventh grade, when he read that one book about the life of a star. In the corner of his uncomfortably warm school library, perched on a squeaky seat, he'd found love in the dusty book, with crisp pages no-one has ever touched.

He learned of celestial bodies just on the edge of his young mind's comprehension. He learned of birth, of death, and birth again. He learned that he came from the stars, and found joy in the fact that, in some trillion years, he'll go back to the stars in an infinite cycle. Knowing all this, he entrusted a piece of his soul to the night sky. He looked up into the abyss not only to seek beauty, but to seek answers to the making of the universe.

And answers he did seek. From that day on, Logan studied astronomy with intense dedication. He distanced himself from the Earth and its inconsequential attachments- the stars were his mother, his friend, his lover. Only in the stars could he find companionship. Perhaps it was the missing piece of his soul that rendered him incapable of feeling fulfilled on earth- but that piece was given for the stars to keep. He didn't mind, not really.

As afraid of the unknown Logan was, he wasn't afraid of space. He could work diligently his whole life and never fully understand it, but that was the way it should be. His research did not have an end goal. It was just one step after the other, understanding his love a bit more every day, and Logan was fine with that.

Logan had been thinking just that while gazing out into the starlit night when, suddenly, a pair of chocolate-brown eyes almost as bright as the stars filled his vision instead. And before he could understand them- before he could classify them, dissect them and toss them in the pile of things he did not care about- they were gone.

Now, standing in front of his apartment elevator, Logan very carefully kept his whole world from shattering into pieces. Sure, a cloak-clad boy on what he thought was a broom (a broom?) materializing in front of his balcony was not an everyday occurrence, but he could get pass this. He'd been intrigued by unexpected things- or people- before. None of them ever ended well. The important thing now was to get to the underground parking lot, drive to the field outside the city, and take some pictures of the Eta Aquariids. Nothing must come between him and the Eta Aquariids. Not even the most beautiful pair of eyes he'd ever seen.

The brown eyes which appeared in midair. Belonging to a boy in a witch hat. On a freaking broom.

Head buzzing, Logan stepped into the elevator. He punched the button for the parking lot out of habit. He slowly blinked his eyes, purposefully distancing himself from the chaos racking his brain. He focused on the floating sensation in his gut as the elevator plummeted from the nineteenth floor. Newton's first law of motion, his subconscious supplied helpfully. Basic physics. Physics is the script of the universe. With a complete understanding of physics, one can predict virtually anything. He wasn't wrong in this belief. No way in hell.

Logan groaned. He jammed his index finger onto the elevator panel a couple times, changing his destination to the ground floor. The elevator slowed for a moment, confused, but then smoothly picked up speed again. Logan straightened up. He'll go outside, have a look around, confirm that no, humans don't teleport or fly on a broom, how silly was he to think that, and go out to the field with a clear mind. That was the plan.

Logan felt sick in the stomach. Probably because of the quick descent, he told himself.

The sky looked weird, was what Virgil first noticed. It was suddenly night, for one thing. But the night sky was not his own- it was way too bright, but somehow way too dark at the same time. The sky had lost all her stars. Cat vision was second nature to Virgil at this point- it was even easier for him to stay a cat in the nighttime, as better vision meant lesser risk- and he was certain this wasn't a trick of the animal eye.

Slightly panicking, he looked for the fixed star. He scanned the northern sky, or what he thought was the northern sky, and found ....nothing. He turned his head around, muscles stretched to the limit, combing through the sky for a star, any star, and still ....nothing. This was not happening.

Virgil felt a familiar sense of dread creep onto him. The animal state was supposed to help with his anxiety, dammit. The soul animal was their home, their place to return to. The most balanced, grounded state of all witches. He'd heard it from the Deceiving, he'd heard it from Dot, basically any witch more experienced than he was.

Shit. The pendant.

Virgil scurried back to the alley, where his clothes were left crumpled on the ground. He dug through the fabric with his paws. He didn't carry much, just his hat, his broom and a few dried insects for the crows- but the pendant, the pendant he had with him always- he couldn't afford not to....

His paws landed on the familiar gem, and Virgil felt relief wash over him. ....Wait, was the gem glowing?

A sudden, blinding light filled his peripheral vision. Virgil froze, instinctively covering the pendant with both front paws. The light came from the doorway of the building on his right. And he heard... footsteps. Those were footsteps.

A man dressed in grey stepped out of the light just as Virgil hid himself behind a black bag. He walked down the steps of the building, looking around, seemingly unsure of what he was doing. Virgil stared up at him. The colors were muted, but it was obvious- that was the man. The man with the golden eyes.

Adjusting his eyeglasses, the man took a few steps forward, moving away from Virgil. His footsteps rang through the nearly silent night. Coming to a halt in the middle of a clearing, he looked up into the sky, then down at the ground. The man just stood there for a while. Virgil was about to sneak away when he suddenly let out a loud huff- Virgil nearly jumped- and turned on his heel, striding confidently back towards the building. Before abruptly stopping, eyes glued on something a few paces away from Virgil.

Virgil followed his line of vision to find..... oh shit.

That was his broom.

SPEEDPAINT!

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peaches-and-hoshi · 5 years

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AUGUST/SEPTEMBER FIC REC [5]

this fic rec’s novelty is that i added some unfinished fics, they deserve love too~

[TAGS: Fluff Angst Smut ; favorites ♥]

CANON

What you get used to - themarmalade [NAMGI, A/F, warning for panic attack, Yoongi gets anxious in crowds, especially in airports, Joon helps]

strange that things change - realface [SOPE, A/F/S, future!fic, long after BTS has disbanded, the two are still wondering what they are to each other] ♥

no one man should have all that power - realface [TAEKOOK, A/F, Tae is okay with his magic making people fall in love with him, until it’s Jungkook]

don’t keep it too secret - melodiousb [TAEGI/JINMIN, S/A, jinmin need to get their act together, taegi play love consellors]

Lonely Night - realface [RAPLINE, Smut/pining, the boys stumble on fanfiction and Joon can’t stop thinking about it, him and Hoseok and Yoongi, together]

Whenever I’m a Shining Knight - melodiousb [JINKOOK/JINMIN, A/S/F, Kook is in love with Seokjin and Seokjin is in love with Jimin, but it’s okay, really] ♥

rib resection - melodiousb [YOONJIN, very light smut, seokjin is awkward and might have a thing for yoongi’s knees, that’s it that’s the plot]

into the morning light - realface [SOPE, fluff, the boys being soft between schedules] ♥

1/7,631,164,839 - darling [YOONKOOK, F/A, Kook and Yoongi pine together, for each other, reference to the concept of soulmates] ♥

At Last (my love has come along) - taeharem [VMIN, fluff, vmin being the whipped soulmates they are] ♥

Love Yourself - endearings [SOPE, angst/fluff, warning for eating disorders and anorexia, the members and Hoseok try to help Yoongi accept himself]

Your love was handmade for somebody like me - tangowithsuga [A/F/S, vmin wake up married in vegas, chaos ensues] ♥

ALTERNATE UNIVERSE

SOPE

Connecting... - SyubJjang318 [F/A, snapshots of sope’s relationship as they live on different continents due to school]

all cats are g(r)ay in the dark - tteokie [F/S/humor, hybrids!au, Yoongi is a cat hybrid, Hoseok is allergic to cats.. find the problem] ♥

halcyon - inkingbrushes [F/A/S, demons!au, Jung Hoseok loves to gamble and Min Yoongi can't resist a good game] ♥

limerence. - hopespiration [F/A/S, college!au, Hobi answers an ad about nude modelling, and meets Min Yoongi, hermite extraordinaire]

on pins and needles - tteokie [SMUT/humor, model!au, Hoseok is way too hot for his own good, it makes Yoongi lose his balance] ♥

I Don’t Mind (If You Don’t Mind) - emlisy [F/S, roommates!au, Hobi thinks his roomie might be a vampire, and decides to investigate, feelings bloom in the meantime]

soft place to land - realface [A/S/F, established relationship, they’re both struggling, but they do it together]

life comes at you fast - misspamela [fluff, jungkook is convinced his grumpy TA Min Yoongi is not human, until he sees him being gross with his boyfriend at a party]

blue side - tteokie [F/A, mermaid!au, unfinished, Yoongi tries to escape the suffocating athmosphere of his clan, Hobi has always felt a pull towards the ocean, they meet in the middle] ♥

YOONKOOK

these hallowed halls - softlyblue [ANGST/F/lightsmut, hogwarts!au, slytherin yoongs and ravenclaw kook, tw for bullying and mentions of blood] ♥

add some pepper (to your life) - gyeoul [fluff/humor, pepper, jungkook’s pet rabbit, judges each human he brings home, until a tall dimpled one comes along] ♥

the weather in busan [got deleted but i’ll update you on its whereabouts!!!]

finding my feet (and other things, too) - softlyblue [F/A, magic!au, Yoongi is a shapeshifter who keeps poofing into a small rabbit out of anxiety, and keeps being found by people who call him “jeongguk”] ♥

with a bang (stunted plants can bloom) - fruitily [S/F/A, college!au, Yoongi almost sleeps with Kook before realizing he’s vmin’s new roommate, things only get awkward from here] ♥

hey, i like you a lot (not clickbait) - fruitily [fluff/humor, buzzfeed!au, somehow Yoongi features in every video except Jungkook’s? time to change that, and no it isn’t because of a crush shut up jimin] ♥

NAMKOOK

golden hour - whomstisthis [F/S/A, growing together, kook just graduated high school, namjoon is back in the city for summer break, they meet again]

MINJOON

oh i wish i was a kissing tree - misspamela [fluff, Joon gets catfished by a guy using Jimin’s pictures, meets the real deal, and oh]

JUNGHOPE

JungHope WIPs - xxdevilishxx

your love is bright as ever - brightlight [F/minor angst, Hobi gets anxious and Jungoo eases his nerves. then Smooches] ♥

your favorite worst nightmare - deuxoiseaux [angst?fluff, meet-cute, Jungkook works as a zombie in a haunted house, and rescues Hobi from all the grunting “monsters”] ♥

VHOPE

killer whales - pardon [A/F/S, college!au, Tae posts the weirdest ad in search for a house, and Hobi is desperate for a roommate] ♥

TAEKOOK

supercut of us - marienadine [F/S/A, college!au, Taehyung and Jungkook get roomed together and instantly become soul-roommates, things only escalate from there] ♥

got a kiss (with your name on it) - marienadine [F/S/A, college!au, Taehyung and Jungkook practice making out together. it goes as well as you think]

VMIN

golden haze - CaptainButts [A/S/F, alien!jimin crashes on earth and finds himself stranded at Tae’s, a confused college student] ♥ ♥

with you or not at all - fruitily [fluff/minor angst, taehyung and jimin often get asked whether or not they are dating] ♥

Wanna Hear Your Body Talk - mucha [S/F, Taehyung doesn't believe making out is better than sex, so Jimin takes it upon himself to convince him]

NAMSEOK

tadhana - pardon [F/A/S, fake dating!au, Joon accidentally books a wedding suite for their friend-trip, things only escalate from here] ♥

i'm losing someone i've been in love with for over ten years. ask me anything. - hopespiration [A/F, forum!au, Joon uses a forum to talk about his love, unexpected things happen] ♥

if it’s with you, i’m down - misspamela [fluff, marine biologist!joon, surfer!hobi, Hobi saves joon’s dumb ass from rising tides] ♥

NAMJIN

A house made of cards, and us inside -ghostjoon [F/S, witch!joon, Namjoon moves in a tiny village and meets a cluster of weird people] ♥

everything moves on - fruitily [ANGST/F, Namjoon is trying to move on, he really is, but Jin just keeps being. There.] ♥

Starlit Skies - endearings [F/humor, hogwarts!au, Jin and Joon get partnered up for astronomy, Jin keeps cracking puns, save Joon]

NAMGI

hold me tight - sugodemic [A/F, Yoongi hates how vulnerable makes him feel, Joon shows him it isn’t that bad; warning for past emotional neglect]

and you know, we’re on the same team - misspamela [F/minor angst, Joon takes them on a camping weekend to celebrate their achievements, and realizes some feelings] ♥

TAEGI

you’re my golden hour - marienadine [fluff, college!au, Yoongi and Tae take the same photography class, and Yoongi is very much in awe, maybe even pining] ♥

All I Really Need Is You (But Cuddles Are Nice Too) - HesterAntoniaDracolas [F/A/humor, college!au, demons!au, Tae accidentally summons a tiny, pissed demon, but oh god he’s so cute this is bad for his health] ♥

in all dishonesty - fruitily [F/A, Tae and Yoongi discoever they make an excellent cheating team at monopoly] ♥

YOONJIN

Inc. - minverse [F/S/HUMOR, company!au, read through it to figure out the plot, it’s too complex and hilarious to summarize] ♥

POLY

lead me home by deuxoiseaux [NAMYOONSEOK(JIN), collection of drabbles including the guys being supernaturals beings] ♥

We’ll keep you safe - waywardbts [2SEOK + Kook, F/A/mention of smut, Kook is scared of thunderstorms and crashes in 2seok’s bed, lots of cuddles]

so show me, i’ll show you - marienadine [MINJOONSEOK, A/F, in which hoseok and joon are witches, and jimin their self-conscious human boyfriend] ♥

the soft nights - softlyblue [YOONKOOKMIN, pure fluff, Jimin and his two soft shapeshiftery boyfriends: a night in the life of] ♥

From Here to the Moon And Back (Who else in this world will love you like that?) - SevenSoulmates [JUNGHOPEMIN, S/F, the three dancers go on a retreat after opening their own dance studio, and things get steamy]

Break - the marmalade [SOPEKOOK, Smut, junghope are stepbrothers but it doesn’t stop the Sexual Tension, feat. roommate Yoongi when they get to college]

#bts fic rec #fic rec #bts fanfic #taekook #namjin #vmin #taegi #vhope #junghope #yoonseok #sope #yoonkook #sobikook #yoonkookseok #junghopemin #yoonkookmin #2seok #namgi #yoonjin #poly rapline

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sylvaetria · 7 years

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Hi, do you have a list of blogs you recommend following? i know u just movedurls, maybe thats why i cant find it if it exists? thanks and sorry if its right in front of me and im just missing it!

I know I have a list somewhere on my blog - I know I’ve made one before in any case. I think I’m going to update it, though, since there are some awesome new blogs that I follow and some people have changed URLs (and some blogs went private ): ).

The mention function was being really broken on this ask so I had to tag these all by hand. Basically I won’t be making a blog rec post for a while lol.

I’ll be bolding some of my forever faves / friends ^^ (Please no one take offense if you weren’t added to this list, I just have more blogs I follow than I think Tumblr will let me link in one post)

A - C

; aeronsrunestones ; ash-verity ; asksecularwitch ; alpinewitch ; althara ; anothersusurrus ; badoccultadvice ; belladonnaswitchblog ; breelandwalker ; broomcorner ; candlelight-magick ; cannibalcoalition ; casualcurses ; ceramyn ; chaosjelly ; chaosundone ; cladinscarlet ; cunningcelt ; cunninggreeneraven ;

D - F

; da-at-ass ; darkwoodswitch ; digital–witch ; digitalsigils ; divinealtruism ; divineclecticism ; dog-rose ; dontusemycauldron ; draconicastralguardian ; dragonscraft ; duskenpath ; etamina-amata ; feuillemor ; fuckyeahpaganism ;

G - I

; glitz-witch ; graycloak ; greysorcery ; grimoirxc ; grin-the-coyote ; growing-yet-into-magic ; heatherwitch ; hecaatia ; hellboundwitch ; herbs-and-journals ; herbs-and-spells ; hereticalapothecary ; hylianshrinemaiden ; infinitethreads ; inkandsigils ; insertcheesywitchypunhere ; ioqayin ;

J - L

; kitchenwitchcraft ; kittenwicked ; lavenderheljardottir ; lavenderspells ; lazy-technowitch ; little-witcheries ; lotuseatingwitch ; low-budget-witches ; lucasfaraway ; lunaesteria ;

M - O

; maddiviner ; magicianmew ; magicusersresource ; manic-witchbitch ; memeomancy ; modern-witchcraft ; natural-magics ; neurowitchcraft ; nightkunoichi ; nightshadeleaf ; ofcloudsandstars ; ofwoodandbone ; orriculum ;

P - S

; phoenyxoftheashes ; polar-solstice ; pomegranateandivy ; potionslab ; qedavathegrey ; quartzbound ; queerkitchenwitch ; queerqueerwitchcraft ; ravensnthorns ; recreationalwitchcraft ; ritual-and-chaos ; rootandrock ; saltwaterwitchery ; scarletgloves ; scry-and-sketch ; sealedsigils ; severne-witchcraft ; sigilathenaeum ; sigildaily ; sigiliuvenum (hehe) ; sigil-seer ; sigils-in-your-area ; sigils-r-us ; smokeandblueroses ; sordhent ; spellcraftbaby ; spell-recipes ; spiritapprentice ; spiritscraft ; spooniewitches ; starlit-witch ; stitchingscreamer ; stormbornwitch ; stormwaterwitch ; strangesigils ; stsathyre ; sugarandspells ; swampseer ;

T - V

; teaandspells ; teacupsandcauldrons ; teapartyforthewitches ; thatemeraldkid ; the-aegis-witch ; the-atypical-pagan ; the-friendly-witch ; the-ram-occultist ; thefrogsapothecary ; thekelpiemaster ; themanicnami ; themoonmysteries ; themori-witch ; thepaganstudygrouppage ; thesigilsofbaphomet ; thesubtlewitch ; thewanderesswitch ; thewitchywitch ; thiscrookedcrown ; thistletongue ; thymewitch ; torque-witch ; toxinsandtea ; trialless ; undauntedwitchery ; upthewitchypunx ; urbanspellcraft ; violetwitchcraft ; visardistofelphame ;

W - Z

; w-itchling ; whitewit-ch ; witch-of-roses ; witch-tips-dump ; witchdraft ; witchella ; witches-ofcolor ; witching-while-libra ; witchofkeys ; witchsaves ; witchthatiam ; witchtips ; witchwondering ; witchxstitchery ; witchy-infobook ; witchy-recipes-and-things ; witchy-tips ; witchy-woman ; witchy-words ; wolfofantimonyoccultism ; writtensecretsonparchment ; wyntercraft ;

I wish I could have bolded thistletongue six times lol

Also, if you give a shit about art, go look at stormwaterwitch’s comic!

#anonymous #answered ask #blog recommendations #long post

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unwrittenreverie · 5 years

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Pearl woke in the darkness, and, for a moment, couldn't quite place what had roused her. She eyed the nightstand in the direction of the baby monitor, but it sat dormant, with no demanding cries. Even Ozzie's breaths, right beside her, seemed hushed. No owl hooted its hunting calls outside. It was too still, too quiet, and too dark with the new moon in the sky.

The conviction of wrongness lanced through her like electricity surging with a flipped switch. The back of her brain droned on about autonomic response and epinephrine in a rolling catalog, but her feet had already hit the floor and taken her through the door to the nursery.

Nothing. Two babies slept in the warm glow of the nightlight. Nichole's lips puckered as if she dreamed of eating. For a moment, Pearl wondered if she's so tired she's hallucinating. Over three years of never sleeping through the night, the stress of work, and relationships and it's all added up, or rather down, and left her in the red.

She’d imagined it. She gasped and shook her head, no, she refused to lose her mind! She thought she might just need some water, and meant to get some from the kitchen, but in the hallway she saw light under Teuila and Keona's door. Not the dim incandescence of the nightlight, but a preternatural blue gleamed in the silence.

She swung the door open on hinges that forgot to creak and found DeeDee grappling with fastening Teuila into a baby carrier. Pearl shouted and stormed into the room. Her voice and steps made no sound. Her hands, already turning into claws, reached to snatch her daughter from the witch, but with a wave of DeeDee's hand and a mouthed phrase the floorboards turned to vines that held her in place, barely out of reach.

The plant tightened on Pearl's ankles and crawled like constrictors up her legs. Within two breaths, she could no longer reach for the child that twisted and extended her own arms because every instinct within her turned her talons on the choking tendrils at her throat. Airway. Breathing. Circulation. Air. She needed air.

She couldn't smell her daughters' fear when she couldn't inhale. She could only watch the witch sprinkle Teuila with dust and see the toddler go limp. She couldn't scream, and if she could, the cursed silence would devour her cries. The creepers around her neck grew thicker as quickly as her claws could cut them and she'd made no headway, even when they almost helpfully pinned her wrists in place.

DeeDee easily fastened Teuila into the baby carrier now that the little girl no longer fought back. She dropped a creamy folded parchment into the crib and met Pearl's eyes. She mouthed words, they might have been a message or another spell, the younger woman couldn't tell. Her temples ached and her vision swam. Respiratory acidosis, her brain uselessly supplied, and her head lolled slightly to the side, unconscious. If not for the vines twined around her, she'd have fallen to the floor.

Only Keona, forgotten and howling soundlessly while she rattled the bars of her crib saw her grandmother open a yawning portal to a starlit forest. DeeDee stepped through, carrying the little witchling, and the portal narrowed and disappeared behind her.

When the portal closed, the vines shrank back into nothing but traitorous floorboards and noise returned to the room with a pop. The thud when Pearl's body hit the floor and Keona's keening became audible sliced through Ozzie's sleep.

He shifted before he'd darted through the bedroom door toward the source of the bedlam. He checked first on his wife, out cold, with only her hands changed, and her wrists and neck covered in purple bruises, but breathing. He scooped Keona up and stripped her, but couldn't find a single injury. She clung to him and burrowed her face into his neck. He found Teuila's crib, empty, save for a piece of paper.

Still carrying Keona, he dashed to the nursery and found the twins awake and crying. Luckily, his second born's fists clenched in his pajamas supported her while he quickly inspected Natia and Nichole. They didn't seem hurt either, just startled and hungry. He called for an ambulance, the police, and Dad, and tried to calm at least one baby while he waited on help.

Cal and Arista arrived first, having run across the intersection in their night clothes, followed shortly by the police and paramedics. The detective read DeeDee's note before handing it to another officer to pack away as evidence.

Son,

I regret that I have found no other option to keep your father, and thus you and yours, safely in Moonlight Falls. Remind him of my warning, and that the future of all the town's werewolves hangs in the balance if he fails to keep Darius's plans from fruition. Do not fear for your daughter, she will be secure with me until the proper conditions have been met. Trust that I will not risk my witchling for any prize.

Your mother, D.W.

She signed with a large, illegible flourish and had lined the margins with various symbols. Ozzie wanted to tear it to shreds in lieu of her face as much as he wished he'd woken up sooner to protect his wife and daughter. If he hadn't already shifted, the rage and guilt would have driven him to chaos. His parents took the girls home with them and he rode with Pearl in the ambulance to the hospital. He told himself that as soon as his wife was safe, he would go after DeeDee. He'd bring Teuila back, and the world would lose a witch.

#I decided that DeeDee really didn't gain enough from kidnapping Teuila #but #I did like the scene #AU scenes

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