heir of time

Going Grimdark and Inversion

Let me be upfront when I say that, as far as I know, there has only ever been one example of a character going Grimdark in Homestuck: Rose Lalonde. Jade’s brief time spent as Grimbark!Jade is not the same since her shift was caused by Her Imperious Condescension’s mind-control, not the Horrorterrors. The Horrorterrors are the key to becoming Grimdark, and as Rose displayed, they don’t control you; they invert your aspect.

Aspect inversion is a tricky subject. How the aspects invert is fairly simple - each aspect has an opposite, after all:

Breath - Blood

Light - Void

Time - Space

Life - Doom

Heart - Mind

Hope - Rage

But class inversion is harder to pin down. There is the Passive-Active dichotomy that Calliope discussed with Dirk (Prince is active while Bard is passive), but this is not an inversion. Inverting someone’s class would require finding the class that acts as its direct opposite. As such, I will be using @classpect-shet​‘s Class Inversion Guide, which can be found here. The inversions of classes are as follows:

Heir - Mage

Seer - Witch

Knight - Rogue

Page - Thief 

Maid - Bard

Sylph - Prince

For example, if I were to go Grimdark, I would go from being a Knight of Rage to a Rogue of Hope: one who distributes inspiration and positive emotions through inspiration and positive emotions. A Mage of Space would become an Heir of Time. Et cetera. When Rose went Grimdark and succumbed to the Horrorterrors, she became a Witch of Void: one who manipulates nothingness and ignorance through nothingness and ignorance. The meaning of her words were concealed to the point where no one could understand what she was trying to say. In other words, manipulating her secrets to make others ignorant. She managed to obfuscate the troll’s viewport of her and those who she was near, creating a Blackout. Vriska said as much when she tried contacting John after their encounter with Jack on the Battlefield when she advised him to get away from Rose so she could see him.

Unlike Trickster Mode - which is incredibly unlikely to occur even with a Cherub influence in their session - going Grimdark is a very real possibility for a session so long as players (probably Derse-dreamer) have a connection to the Horrorterrors. How one would turn it off is a matter of debate. Rose only returned to being a Seer of Light when she died, so there’s no way of knowing if it can even be stopped aside from death.

So yeah! Grimdark! I’m not sure how to end this, so I’ll just add a badass picture of Grimdark!Rose

The Land of Wind Chimes and Dusk

A land for the Heir of Time

LOWCAD, the land of Wind Chimes and Dusk, is eternally caught within the perfect moment.

It’s a summer evening. As the sun sets, a cool breeze passes over the wide grassy hills. The small ponds and lakes flicker with the faintest movements. The trees gently sway.

You hear the gentle tones of the wind chimes.

This moment.
This pristine moment.
It could last forever….

Or, well, that’s how it’s supposed to be. The times are changing. Things are starting to get… weird. Inconsistent. Choppy. Messy.

Sunset is an hour ahead.
Or 15 minutes late.
High noon is anywhere between 9 am and 6 pm.
The flow of time isn’t going straight anymore, it’s bending.

The entire planet is out of synch!
They chimes are supposed to ring every hour on the hour.
Sometimes multiple timelines happen at the same time, making the winds hurricane levels and the chimes deafening.
Other times they are silent, kept in temporary temporal dead zones.
The planet is basically just one big time shenanigan.

Something is responsible.

Some strange force, something so powerful that the very presence warps time, has come to the planet.
The denizen.
The amount of temporal energy the denizen holds is actually screwing with the entire timeline of the planet.

Consorts are, for all intents and purposes, lost in time.

A legendary hero will come, a hero who is not affected by bending timelines. The Heir of Time must travel the twisted timelines and synch up the planets windchimes, or LOWAD will be in disarray forever.

Denizen suggestion: Astraios, Greek Titan of dusk and the father of the 4 wind gods

- The Red Flash
When you look out at the horizon where the ocean meets the sky, right as the sun goes down you can see a red flash. It rewinds the planet’s timeline by 12 hours.

- Bell of Infinity
A massive golden bell with intricate designs along the bottom. It’s cracked and is clearly ancient. When rung by a being with great temporal power it can reset time. If destroyed it will reset the session.

Heir of Time powers

¡Hola! Volví después de tanto tiempo. -a nadie le importa-

Lo que pasa es que me había dado un bloqueo mental severo y no podía dibujar ni en un cuaderno de bocetos aunque quisiera.

Pero ya todo eso pasó y aquí vuelvo ‘mejor’ que nunca.

Pos, hice éste edit rápido del flash de Homestuck, Collide. La escena donde Dave, Dirk y Terezi se preparan contra Jack English y la versión robótica de Jack.¿ Lazy with backgrounds 4ever.

Un “regalo” para mi bro y mi senpai. Senpai, espero que te sientas mejor, sabes que te quiero mucho y te deseo lo mejor. ;c;

Heir of Time - My bro.

Knight of Space - me.

Witch of Mind - @gendertakahashi

Sólo porque a mi bro le gusta los rifles tuve que cambiar el arma y la posición de los brazos. v’:

Yep, tengo alto mechón blanco feo en el cabello.

killer-kitty-cat  asked:

Would you mind analyzing an Heir of Time on the Land of Gears and Rhythm? Thanks!

you are the HEIR OF TIME and you LOOK LIKE A TOMATO are on LOGAR, the Land of Gears and Rhythm. On your land, there is a constant ticking of clocks/gears and the beating of drums in the background.

all of the consorts on your land are quite organized, everything they do is to the rhythm of the land; how they walk, how they chop up food, everything. but as you wander across your land one day, the beat of the rhythm changes. and everyone stops. they look scared.

so they begin trying to do things to this new beat. but they can’t. they’d had the old beat for as long as any of them could remember, and change is hard.
So the consorts turn to you, and ask you to fix the rhythm.

you… don’t really have a choice…. or anything better to do… so you do it!

you travel across LOGAR, resetting the time on any clocks, removing any obstruction from the gears, and fixing the beats and rhythms of the drums.
it takes quite a while, fixing everything. and by the end of it you’re exhausted.

but what’s that, just over there? a… bed? no, it’s more like a rock slab. you’re too tired to really care though, and you don’t even notice the precariously teetering giant clock nearby.

you lay down on the bed and shut your eyes. then, you hear a creaking sound, and open your eyes just in time to see the great clock crashing down towards you.
you feel the crushing weight of it for just a moment, then nothing. your head is filled with the sound of ticking clocks and beating drums. your heart beats in time with it. time rewinds, and the clock picks up self back up and puts itself back together. you’re sitting on the quest-bed, robed in red.

the Heir of Time is awake
tick tock tick tock tick tock

Heir of Time

So, Classpect is pretty cool, so I think I should probably start doing Classpect stuff on this Classpect blog that I started, and because I’m quite fond of my own title, here’s my thoughts regarding it.

Class/Aspect Interaction

The Heir class, as speculated by the Classpect community, is mostly regarded as the second most passive class, right behind the Muse, of the 14 that we have observed in the comic. Its key terms that are most mentioned are Manipulate, Protect, (or rather, be protected by,) Embody, and Become.

Time, as we have seen, is one of the more straightforward examples of the 12 Aspects. It represents and is represented by Endings, Rhythm, Death, Repetition, Inevitability, Patience, Music, Clocks, Destruction, among a bevy of other terms.

By these terms, we can create a number of extrapolations as to the personality traits and abilities of an Heir of Time.

Base Personality

Due to the varying traits of an individual human personality, it would be unlikely that a person would fit exclusively within the mold of a Mythological Role. Rather, it is more likely that a person would have some, most, or all of the traits of their role, accompanied by the other traits of their personality that make them, well, them. 

(E.g. Dave drawing SBAHJ, or any of the Beta kids playing instruments.)

I have generally viewed personality traits as different from before and after realization, with the general idea being that traits of their Inverse aspect are present in their personality and interests, while their Role’s traits are also simultaneously somewhat more subtly present.

(E.g. Jade’s seeing the future in the Prospitan clouds, [Time] John’s devotion to his friends, [Blood] and Rose’s interest in obscure Lovecraftian creatures. [Void])

Post-realization, however, these traits to not necessarily have to disappear, and can persist.

So, based on this, an Heir of Time’s personality pre-realization might include an interest in science, visual art, or fashion. They may also have a “random” sort of personality, generally having a Spacey personality, while also having some traits of a Time player, such as being patient, having an interest in music, archaeology, or other symbols of Time.

Post-realization, however, the Heir of Time’s Time-oriented personality traits become more prevalent, embodying their aspect through means of representing it through their own personality.

Powers and Abilities

The Heir of Time’s abilities are a resulting combination of the Heir’s passive manipulation of their Aspect, and Time’s literal symbolism of Time, so from this, we can assume that the Heir of Time could:

  • Be protected by Time, and through virtue of embodying and becoming their Aspect, as well as the gift of time travel, their future, doomed, or even past selves could occasionally protect them from danger if needed.
  • Become Time, which could be interpreted as them becoming the timeline, or alternatively, (and being my favorite interpretation) becoming hourglass sand. Or, alternatively, become the Death part of Time, and embody a sort of grim reaper/father time figure.
  • Manipulate Time and Manipulate through Time, which is likely literal in this case, in terms of manipulating how time works in order for the benefit of others or themselves. 

A more unique (if a little gimmicky) approach to it would be through use of Superhot’s gameplay system, in which time will only move if you move.

(What makes this even more appropriate is that the acronym for the Heir of Time is HoT, and the name of the game is Superhot.)


Because they’re just so much fun.

Staccatissimo Sextuplet Strikes:

The Heir speeds themselves up and rapidly strikes the enemy six times.

Metronomic Meltdown:

The Heir restrains the enemies’ movement to be choreographed to 4/4 time, making them far more predictable and easy to avoid.

Major Motif-ation:

The Heir inspires a sense of inevitable victory in their team, and a sense of inevitable loss in the enemy.

crimsonchronometric  asked:

Hi there! Would you happen to be able to write something for what it feels like to ascend as an Heir of Time? Thanks in advance, and super cool blog!!!

It took a really long time to convince your teammates to let you do this. You supposed it was only fair. Dying on some slab of red rock… really wasn’t the most ideal way to do things. But you were patient, and you had all the time in the world, as far as you were concerned. You were almost certain things would turn out okay if you just did it. If they just let you do it. You decided to do it alone, actually. You didn’t want to put the pressure on one of your teammates to straight up kill you. That would be a little cruel. 

But here you were. Finally, after a lot of talking and searching and walking, you were at the slab. You climbed atop it after a bit of effort and sat to catch your breath. There was time to appreciate the view. There was always time.

But eventually, one has to get the job done. You drew your weapon of choice and the next thing you know… Nothing. There’s nothing for a long time. But you’re acutely aware of how long it’s been. Thirty seconds. One minute. Two. It comes naturally to you. It’s almost like the ticking of a clock in your mind as red light surrounds you. You open your eyes, not quite recalling when you closed them, and you can see sheets of old parchment stretching as far as the eye can see. Roman numerals are neatly printed onto the yellowing paper. As you examine your surroundings, you notice faint scratches on the paper are moving. You watch as empires rise and fall around you and you realize in that moment you are a part of time. You feel a great sense of wholeness as the realization hits you, and there’s a warmth in your chest. 

The rhythmic ticking grows louder and louder, until it falls silent and you are in the dark again. But you continue to count the seconds. One. Two. Three. And then you open your eyes once more. You are once again on the slab in a strange new outfit, but very much alive. Not a scratch on you.

You should tell the others.  But perhaps that can wait a little longer.

Heir of Time

The Heir of Time. One who inherits the past, present, and future.

They have all the time in the world.

Heir- inherit their aspect and are naturally protected by it. They passively manipulate their aspect.

Time- major themes of past, present, future, doomed timelines. Minor themes of renewal, endings, and rhythm.



Time bends to help the Heir. When the Heir falls short time itself will see to it that the Heir can learn from their mistakes and succeed. The Heir will be given a retry, exempt from their ending, and propelled back so that they may try again. To others it would seem that the Heir is being successful the first time, but to their Heir they could have made a fatal mistake a dozen times before succeeding. This ability would be unlocked by the first death the Heir experiences or some other traumatic moment.

At lower levels their retries would not be conscious and would put quite a strain on them. They would also have a very low limit as to how many times they can reset and try again before becoming exhausted. 

A fully realized Heir of Time could retry whenever they want and for whatever reason they want. While they would still have a limit to how many times they can start over, but their limit would be so insanely high that it almost doesn’t matter.

Bullet time

The Heir is naturally surrounded by Time. Tons of it. When the Heir manipulates Time they could achieve a sort of bullet time, slowing time down to a crawl. The Heir would have a short window of impunity, able to run around, dodge, or otherwise move within the frozen time.

A low level Heir might only get a few ½ speed seconds to react before Time flows normally again. They would have just enough time to get out of a harmful situations. They could counter punches with ease.

As the Heir progresses Time will go slower and slower and the length would gradually increase.

At medium levels time would only move when they do, like in the game Super Hot.

A fully realized Heir of Time could move in frozen time for hours on end. They could casually walk around bullets without any problems.


The Heir of Time inherits doomed timelines and offshoots. In doing so the Heir could fall through time and arrive at points where offshoots occurred. From here the Heir could stop the offshoot and make closed time loops with ease.

At lower levels the Heir could timehop with very very little control as to when. The Heir would just suddenly appear in random points of temporal disarray. The Heir of Time might be a bit like Sawbuck from the Felt and go to random points in the timeline when injured.

As they progress they could learn to control when they end up and not just go to when timelines split. The Heir would be able to get more and more accurate on when they want to go. Over time they could go to a place in the timeline down to the exact second, but only when they focus and after a minute of concentration.

At medium levels the Heir could learn to move through the timeline more rapidly, phasing through time by shiftinng into hourglass sands. They would dodge and manuever by being time itself. If they learn greater control they could use the sands to hover, create small displays, and other minor feats.

At higher levels the Heir of Time could walk through time like it’s nothing, hopping from past to future in the blink of an eye. They could jump in between doomed offshoot timelines and the Alpha timeline like it was nothing.


Slowmo- harmful objects move 1/8th of their original speed when they are approaching you

Preflex- 40% chance to react seconds before an event occurs

Fraymotifs for the Heir of Time

Potential lands

The Land of Wind Chimes and Dusk

The Land of Gears and Keys

The Louvre (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

Originally posted by crystelgreene

You were the only daughter of one of the wealthiest pureblood families, everyone thought you would’ve been sorted into Slytherin but you were instead sorted into Gryffindor. The first couple of years you mostly kept to yourself, but then you met the infamous golden trio during your third year and now you were the fourth member of the former trio; after sharing a cabin together on the train, you instantly clicked. You were as studious as Hermione, as daring as Harry, and as carefree as Ron. 

Soon enough no one found you without one of them, from studying late at night in the common room with Hermione to raiding the kitchen with Ron. Well that was until the last week before the summer term. During Potions, Snape had decided that he would switch partners for the final exam and to your luck, you were paired up with Draco instead of Harry.

“If you cost us this exam I swea-” Draco began off coolly, but you cut him off with an air of confidence.

“Your father will hear about it? Don’t worry Malfoy, I’ll make sure you get to tell daddy dearest that you got an Outstanding.” you replied, arching an eyebrow at him while he instantly shut up, clearly not used to someone speaking that way to him. It unnerved him, but in a good way.

And you weren’t wrong, you and Draco got an Outstanding, something that surprised him considering how he didn’t even manage that on a weekly basis.

“Told ya so.” You said as you gathered your things and headed out the door, leaving the Malfoy heir speechless for the first time in his life.

The rest of the week flew by and next thing you know, you were hugging your friends’ goodbye at King’s Cross, promising Mrs. Weasley that you will stay at the burrow for the second half of your summer vacation.

As you and your family made your way across the station with your trunk you spotted Draco, you thought he would throw a dirty look your way but much to your surprise, he simply smiled at you, not a big toothy grin, it was a rather shy smile but a smile nonetheless. You returned it and carried on towards the family car.

A few days had gone past and so far your summer vacation was proving to be quite boring, until that fateful Tuesday. You were strolling down Diagon Alley, waiting for your father to finish doing whatever he had to do at Gringotts, you were so engrossed with all of the colorful summer flowers that adorned the window sills of some of the shops that you weren’t paying attention to where you were walking. Next thing you know you literally bumped into none other than Draco Malfoy.

“Woah, are you alright there, Y/N?” he said, his hands holding your waist to keep you from falling. You didn’t know what shocked you the most, that you were clumsy enough to fall in public, that you fell into Draco or that he knew your name.

“Um, yeah, I’m sorry, I should’ve been watching where I was going.” You said, blushing slightly at just how close you were.

“That’s quite alright. Rather bump into just you than the rest of your quartet.” He replied in a light, teasing tone.

“Are my ears deceiving me or is Draco Malfoy joking around?” you laughed, as he shrugged.

“I don’t know, let me take you out for a sundae at Florean’s and we can discuss it.” he said smoothly. You eyed him wearily, unsure whether or not to take his offer, but you weren’t one to get scared from the unknown so you smiled brightly and said,

“I would love to.”

And that was just the beginning.

Well, summer slipped us underneath her tongue
Our days and nights are perfumed with obsession
Half of my wardrobe is on your bedroom floor
Use our eyes, throw our hands overboard


After that Tuesday afternoon at Florean’s you spent every other day at either his manor or yours. Your parents absolutely adored him and his parents loved that he was seeing such a promising young lady, even though you were a Gryffindor. The fact that you were a pureblood made up for it.

Nights turned into days and days turned into nights, summer was passing by way too quickly for your liking and you were wondering just what this was, were you two just having a summer fling? Were you dating?

You were pulled from your thoughts by Draco calling your name over and over.

“You alight there love?”

“What are we?” you bluntly asked.

“Come again?” Draco said, clearly confused by your question.

“Us, what is this? We go back to Hogwarts in a month and I don’t know, we never stated just what this is. I mean you met my parents for Merlin’s sake!” you ranted, standing up from his bed, throwing the book you were previously reading to the side as he chuckled.

“Considering that I have at least one jumper of yours for every day of the week in one of my drawers because you always forget them here, I would safely say that we are dating, Y/N. Not to mention that I know for a fact that you steal my jumpers. I saw one on your bedroom floor last week.”

“You could’ve asked…you know, formally.”

“Are you seriously mad I never properly asked you to be my girlfriend?” he asked, laughing as you pouted, looking away knowing that your cheeks must resemble Ron’s hair.

“Y/N L/N, will you be my girlfriend?” he asked, bowing deeply as he were some sort of knight.

“Oh sod off.” You said laughing as he captured your lips with his.


A rush at the beginning
I get caught up, just for a minute
But lover, you’re the one to blame, all that you’re doing
Can you hear the violence?
Megaphone to my chest


You were hastily packing your trunk as Draco lazily played with your tabby cat, Harold, a scowl on his handsome face.

“What’s wrong?” you asked, as you shut your trunk with a flick of your wand, coming down to sit next to him on your bed.

“Nothing.” He said curtly.


“Do you really have to go spend a week with the Weasleys?”

“Like I told you a thousand times, I do, I promised my friends I would. Besides it’s just a week, then I’ll go stay at the manor until the term starts, I promise.” You said kissing him softly.

“Very well, but I’ll pick you up tomorrow bright and early so we can go have breakfast together one last time.” Who knew Draco Malfoy would be a lovesick puppy.

Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make ‘em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it


While you were at the burrow you kept looking for the right time to tell your best friends about you and Draco but it never seemed like the right time. The week flew by and soon enough you were using the Floo network to get to the Malfoy Manor where Draco was waiting for you.

What little remained of your summer break was filled with end of the summer parties from pureblood families, which meant that everyone that was anyone knew about the wealthy power couple that you and Draco were. Which meant that your friends would bound to hear about it.

You were sitting in the garden, taking a breather from the stuffy party crowd inside. Lost in your thoughts you didn’t even notice Draco coming up behind you.

“I told mum not to make a big announcement like that about us but you know how she is…I’m sorry.” He murmured as he wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing your shoulder softly.

“It’s not that Draco, it’s just that…” you trailed off.

“Go on, love.” He encouraged you.

“It’s a well-known fact that Harry, Hermione, Ron and you don’t get along. And I’ve grown rather fond of you… I just don’t want you to hurl insults at them and vice versa. Merlin knows just how much they hate me for not telling them about us.” You admitted, adverting your gaze from his piercing grey eyes.

“Well you’re not wrong. I’m rather fond of you but not of them, but for you, I’ll try to be civil. I won’t be best of mates with them, but I’ll keep the comments to myself.” He said, with that you let out a sigh of relief at which he chuckled.

“Now come on, they’ll think we’re up to no good if we don’t go back in there.” He said taking your hand in his as he led back inside.


Our thing progresses, I call and you come through
Blow all my friendships to sit in hell with you
But we’re the greatest, they’ll hang us in the Louvre
Down the back, but who cares, still the Louvre


Okay I know that you are not my type (still I fall)
I’m just the sucker who let you fill her mind (but what about love?)
Nothing wrong with it, supernatural
Just move in close to me, closer, you’ll feel it coasting


Just as you predicted it, Ron and Harry were beyond livid once they spotted you at King’s Cross. Your mother suppressed her laughter seeing them flail their arms, asking you a million of questions.

“YOU DO KNOW HE’S DRACO MALFOY RIGHT?” Ron yelled, scaring your cat as you looked between him and Harry.

“Y/N, IS HE BLACKMAILING YOU? We can call Snuffles or Remus!” Harry added.

“Is it a love potion?! Maybe we can contact Dumbledore before we get there so he can have the antidote ready!”

“Guys, GUYS! Shut up! Yes, I know that he’s a Malfoy, no, he’s not blackmailing me and we do not need to contact them, and lastly, it is not a love potion, you git.” You listed off as you tried to calm down your squirming cat.

“But Y/N, why didn’t you tell us? Mr. Weasley came home three days ago saying how everyone at the ministry kept buzzing about the latest Malfoy soirée and how his parents made a big announcement about their son. It was about how he was dating another powerful pureblood heir, you.” Hermione said, finally speaking out, a tone of hurt and resentment in her voice.

“I just didn’t know how to tell you; I know how ever since first year you all have not been in the best of terms with him. I was scared that you wouldn’t be my friends anymore.” You confessed.

“Now that’s bloody ridiculous. We’re just worried for you and yes, this will take some time to get used to but we’re here for you and we will try to be civil.” Harry said, hugging you softly, soon enough the rest of trio were hugging you, amidst the commotion your cat broke free from your arms and ran off straight into a tall, blonde figure.

“Missing someone, love?” Draco asked, holding your cat tightly since he was squirming so much.

“You know Harold; he doesn’t like it when he’s not the center of attention.” He chuckled and then noticed the golden trio, who were watching him apprehensively. He nodded politely at them and they returned the gesture, although it looked like it took Ron all of his will power not to shout at him.

“I’ll go get us a cabin, I’ll take this fat fluff ball with me.” He said, kissing your cheek and taking Harold along with him. You turned back to your friends but before you could get a word out, Ron cut you off.

“I take it you’re not sitting with us on the way to Hogwarts, eh?”

“I’m sorry Ron, but I’ll obviously sit with you guys during the feast.” You promised, hugging them one last time before you followed after Draco.

Once classes started, everyone kept talking about you and Draco, and how could they not? It wasn’t every day that a Slytherin prefect dated a Gryffindor. They constantly saw you bantering over the silliest of things, and it was a daily occurrence that Draco would be spotted running after your cat. No one could’ve imagine that the once cold Slytherin prince was now nothing but mirth and joy, well around you, around others he was still that cold prince. Just like at all of those summer parties, people looked and talked about the two of you with an air of awe, you parted hallways as you both walked hand in hand. Even the paintings themselves would coo over you both.

A rush at the beginning
I get caught up, just for a minute
But lover, you’re the one to blame, all that you’re doing
Can you hear the violence?
Megaphone to my chest

“They’re cute, don’t you think?” Hermione asked Ron and Harry as she spotted you two down by the lake, relaxing under an old oak tree.

“A little too cute. It’s like they’re living in a photoshoot, they’re so perfect!” Ron exclaimed.

“Oh hush up.” Hermione laughed as Harry snickered.

Even though you were deemed as the it couple at Hogwarts, that didn’t mean that everyone thought so. At the beginning of the term, the twins and many other Gryffindors would keep a close eye on you whenever you were with Draco. Draco’s friends were still weary of you, especially Pansy. But you both learned to ignored the whispers and snide comments because it didn’t matter to you both.

Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it

It was almost midnight and you were up at the astronomy tower, watching the clear night sky. Harold was purring next to you, and you were twirling your wand in in between your fingers, waiting for Draco to finish up with his prefect duties.

After a few minutes the door opened and he came in carrying two mugs of hot chocolate, Dobby trailing behind him with a plate of cookies.

“Dobby has come to help Draco! Dobby likes Draco very much because Draco treats miss Y/N kindly.” Dobby said cheerily, setting down the plate next to you.

“It’s so nice to see you, Dobby.” You said, smiling at the cheerful house elf. After a few minutes he bid you both farewell and went back to the kitchen.

You were both quiet for a few minutes, enjoying each other’s company.

“Who would’ve thought that we would be here…you being nice to house elves, and civil towards my friends.” you mused.

“Well, people do crazy things when they’re in love.” He answered, smiling as you moved closer to him, resting your head on his shoulder.

Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it
Broadcast the boom boom boom boom
And make 'em all dance to it

nyuu-ryuu said: I've read that you guys do session asks, so I hope this 8 player one isn't a bother.

Could you analyze a session of a Heir of Time, a Rogue of Space, a Seer of Doom, a Knight of Light, a Prince of Life, a Maid of Void, a Mage of Mind, and a Sylph of Heart? Take as much time, I’m not in a rush with this c:

Not at all, and sorry that this is late!

  • You have a good active/passive balance in your session, which is already a good start.
  • IMPORTANT : Keep an eye on the Prince, Seer and Mage; they’re going to have a difficult time until their powers chill tf out. The others should be able to help them out though.
  • Get the Sylph a moirail so she’ll be okay taking on everyone’s problems: I’d recommend the Mage of Mind.
  • Your Rogue and Heir are going to be good, responsible frog breeders. They’ll get the job done.
  • All in all, your session has a pretty decent chance at success!

- Mod Wren

anonymous asked:

Hiya! Can you analyze a session I have going with my friends? We have a Seer of Hope, a Mage of Rage, a Witch of Doom, an Heir of Time, a Page of Life, a Maid of void, a Rogue of Heart and a Knight of Space.

Seer of Hope: one who understands or understand with Hope.

Role: to know what to do to get the best results Hope-wise

Mage of Rage: one who invites understanding of or through Rage. one who understands Rage and invites others to understand it. one who suffers for or from Rage

Role: to help the team express their frustrations and anger without hurting others. to exploit the anger of the derse and prospit politics.

Witch of Doom: One who manipulates or manipulates with Doom. one who changes the laws of Doom to fit their needs

Role: warrior (?). to alter the fates and disasters that may fall upon the players or opponents

Heir of Time: One who invites manipulation of or through Time. one who Embodies TIme or becomes Time

Role: to create the Scratch if necessary. to control Time. to manipulate Time in order to help or hinder the session

Page of Life: one who invites exploitation of or through Life. one who grows into Life once fully realized

Role: to heal the session and the players. to become fully realized and get complete control over Life

Maid of Void: one who creates or creates with Void. one who is made of Void

Role: to create what has been left…. uncreated? i guess? and supply it for the session. to fight using Void/assist players with Void during fights. to be the most necessary player should your session be a Void session

Rogue of Heart: one who invites theft of or through Heart. one who steals Heart in order to help others

Role: to help others achieve their Hearts desires by stealing it for them.

Knight of Space: one who exploits or exploits with Space. one who harbors a hidden fear of a failure of Space. one who protects or protects with Space.

Role: to breed the universe frog. to protect the session in general. hoo boy this Knight has a lot on their plate, i don’t envy you buddy

Final score: honestly i would probably give this a 10/10, you’ve got some of the best chances i’ve seen! a knight who exploits space itself, an heir who can become Time, a mage who can help people from losing their temper, a maid who creates or creates with nothingness, a seer that can see Hope!

good job, good session

Heir of Time
Anonymous asked classpect-analysis: Heir of Time? :D All righty then. Heirs inspire change in their aspect through others, are protected by their aspect, and grow to embody their aspect both physically and mentally. Time is all about time, endings, accepting death, and inevitability. Therefore the Heir of Time would inspire acceptance of endings in their allies, be protected by time shenanigans, and eventually embody the flow of time itself. The Heir of Time would start off with all the time in the world. They’d generally be on time without even trying to be, age gracefully and easily, and have a dead-accurate sense of timing. However, this would lead them into complacency, meaning that they likely wouldn’t care much about trying to be on time or on beat. They’d be lost in things yet to be, without worrying much about what was happening now. However, as they played the game, the Heir of Time would have to learn how to be aware of time, and learn to inspire themselves and others with their mighty gifts. They would have to maintain control over the various timelines in their session, which would be a challenge to the more procrastination-prone player. But once they do decide to take action… A god tiered Heir of Time would literally be the timeline. They would be able to jump between timelines with relative ease, and speed up or slow down time at their leisure. They could be able to go forward or backward in time reactively, changing the future of the battlefield with every attack that never was. They would also have a skilled sixth sense as to how all the timelines should work, and be able to make sure that it all went that way. In short, the Heir of Time is the time travelling wizard we all need. Hope this helps!

trolls r super fun to draw so here’s one of my fantrolls, Hexdra Wynrux, enjoyin her new god tier outfit! She’s an Heir of Time and i love her <33

anonymous asked:

Can analyze this session please? Heir of Time Prince of Space With of Hope Seer of Rage Page of Heart Maid of Light

Heir of TIme: one who invites manipulation of or through Time, one who embodies Time

Role: to keep the timeline steady, to BECOME time and change the timeline if necessary (this may involve self-sacrifice), to start the Scratch it necessary

Prince of Space: one who destroys or destroys with Space

Role: to breed the universe frog, to destroy the bad parts of paradox space. good on the battlefield

Witch of Hope: one who manipulates or manipulates with Hope, one who changes the rules of Hope to fit their needs

Role: to take the shrink the hope of their enemies while enlarging the hope of their co-players. however, they can also do vice-versa. and they can entirely change the rules of Hope itself! dangerous power if put into the wrong hands.

Seer of Rage: one who understands or understands with Rage

Role: to see the things that anger or motivate others, and understand how to use them.

Page of Heart: one who invites exploitation of or through Heart, one who grows into Heart

Role: to grow into Heart and bring emotion into the session

Maid of Light: one who creates or creates with Light. one who relies on others for Light in the beginning before taking it for themself

Role: to bring others luck and knowledge and Light, after they first bring it to the Maid


this session could work, but the Prince and Seer worry me especially if they were to work together. i’ll give this session a 6.5/10 chance of success

- Mod Morgan -