Dick, who utilizes crystals, strings of them around his neck and wrists, with a small pouch of herbs he keeps tied to his belt loop; the crystals are lined up on his window sills during full moons and he meditates surrounded by the crystals, with herbs burning for incense. When someone falls during battle, he’s at their side; the healing aura of the crystals aid in the herbal uses; Dick, a witch of healing
Jason, brash and harsh, with voiced spells that reverberate in the air around him; the mutterings of the voices in his head after his death spilling forth into the air around him. Bright flashes of fire and the staticky sting of lightning; there’s a consistent shimmer about him, shrouding him in protection. He mutters the spell when he passes children on the street, or women alone in the parking lot, easing their worries; Jason, both a fighter and a defender
Timothy with his nimble fingers fluttering through the cards; his room is full of stacks of tarot cards, a book on palm reading, the meaning of dreams his knowledge and three crystal balls sitting in a row on his dresser–Urd, Skuld, Verdandi. The Norns of Time aiding him, having given their blessing to the boy. Timothy, the witch of wisdom
Damian’s powers are unknown to the world around, but to the boy? A whirlwind within him; he feels the thrum at his fingertips, far more powerful than anything he’s every encountered, the constant buzz in his mind as it whispers to him. His magic is unassuming, his size causing those around to discredit his power; oh, but he is a reactor, waiting to blow, a strength hardly seen before it strikes, fast and beautiful. Where Jason is a rolling boulder, Damian is a dainty snake; he strikes, and his enemies are obliterated, touched by Death. So he quells the urge to shout out, the want to use his magic for ill will; instead, he twists it, tricks it, uses it to encourage peace and foster relationships with creatures around. Damian, the tamer of things wild, even himself
Create wild hairstyles with the doll and animal friend hair play sets
Inspired by the world of Enchantimals
Kids can play out the special bonds and fun stories as they style both the doll’s and animal’s hair with interchangeable hair accessories.
Both have multi-colored, extra-long hair, and multiple hair accessories, including four hair extensions, four hair clips, four rubber bonds, one large hair pin, one hair comb and a brush
Each 6-Inch doll shares characteristics with her animal friend and wears a matching look with vibrant colors, fun details and soft good fashions
Create wild hairstyles with the doll and animal friend hair play sets inspired by the world of Enchantimals, an enchanted place nestled deep in the forest. There, the unique girls, who are keepers of the forest, share special relationships with the animals they protect. Kids can play out the special bonds and fun stories as they style both the doll’s and animal’s hair with interchangeable hair accessories. Both have multi-colored, extra-long hair, and multiple hair accessories, including four hair extensions, four hair clips, four rubber bonds, one large hair pin, one hair comb and a brush. The dolls are adorable. Each 6-Inch doll shares characteristics with her animal friend and wears a matching look with vibrant colors, fun details and soft good fashions. And the animals are just as cute with matching colors and features. Kids can style their hair over and over again.
A/N: And slowly I crawl out of my grave and wipe the dust off of my keyboard. How long has it been since I posted anything? 10, 100 years? Anyways, this is for the anon who requested: could u plz write one where youre hux’s force-sensitive wife who was once a very powerful sith leader & then you disappeared & hux thinks you’re dead (thus his coldness to everyone else)… “ I did change the prompt up a bit cause I think I got a bit off track and carried away, but I hope you still enjoy it! :)
Pairing: Hux x F!reader
Word Count: 2.7K
It had been four years since (Y/N) disappeared. In that time, she had largely fallen out of the First Order’s collective consciousness. Once what had seemed like endless organized search parties and non-stop interrogations started to dwindle as time passed, so too did the fervor to find (Y/N).
Aries: Iop. Fine warriors who like to charge into conflict without second thoughts.
Taurus: Enutrof. Headstrong and very ambitious miners with an overwhelming love for all that glitters.
Gemini: Eliatropes. A race from a distant planet with a deep tie to mythical dragons and the force of Wakfu. They’re capabale of opening portals to travel great distances.
Cancer: Sacrier/Feca. Sacrier are self sacrificing warriors who grow more powerful with each blow against them. Feca are greatly protective warriors with magical shields that seem to be an extension of their very self.
Leo: Ecaflip. Agile gamblers with the daring to go up against any odds.
Virgo: Cra/Eniripsa. Cra are analytical archers with a powerful reach and brilliant eye for tactics. Eniripsa are capable healers with a command over words that can both harm… and heal.
Libra: Pandawa. Bamboo milk carrying warriors who love to philosophize over a good drink and have a good time just as much as they like being on the battlefield.
Scorpio: Sram/Rogues. Both are secretive and cunning assassins with a talent for larceny… Rogues simply prefer the pay to the pain.
Sagittarius: Osamodas. Beast tamers with a particularly wild and fun streak. They fuse with their companions to become draconic.
Capricorn: Xelor. Capable and enigmatic time magic wielders with a command over all clockwork, chimes, or other time keeping devices.
Aquarius: Foggernauts. Aquatic dwelling innovators with a unique power over Stasis.
Pisces: Sadida/Masqueraiders. Protectors of the forest with a laid back, ‘enjoyment of life first’ stance on life. Their counterparts, the Masqs, are unpredictable and emotional fighters.
Pairing: Gray/Juvia, Platonic Natsu/Juvia Rating: K+ Title: Take Me Home
Tonight Prompt: mutual drunk friend called BOTH
of us to pick them up from a party well this is awkward Requested by: Anonymous
By the time Gray got to Cana’s party, Natsu was already shit-faced drunk and draped all over a girl with pale skin and dark blue hair.
Lucy was not going to be happy about this.
“Oi! Flame Brain!” Gray said as he squeezed past a couple that was groping each other. “If you don’t want Lucy to kick you out of your apartment for good, I suggest that you not go to the bathroom with that chick!”
The girl whirled around and scrunched her nose in offense. Gray raised his brows. Now that he had gotten a good look at her, she was actually kind of pretty. And surprisingly, not dressed for one of Cana’s wild parties. Her hair was up in a haphazard bun and she was wearing an oversized sweater over a pair of leggings and squishy boots. She looked vaguely annoyed as she supported Natsu using her right arm and tried to pull him up into a standing position.
“I was just…um…trying to tell him not to…I mean…” Gray shifted in his place as he tried to not appear squeamish under her gaze. Her eyes were blue and sharp, like ice and she had a bland expression on her face. It was a little jarring considering how her sweater had a picture of a fluffy kitten stitched at the front.
He suddenly felt annoyed at himself for feeling even the least bit nervous. He squared his shoulders, saying, “What I meant to say was that he already has a girlfriend.”
“Juvia knows that,” she said. Gray blinked at her, surprised that she spoke in third person. Juvia just stared back at him with a defiant gaze, as if daring him to make fun of her. He responded with a small smile. To be honest, he found it kind of cute.
“Oh, I just thought that…you know.” He made a gesture between her and Natsu.
Juvia flushed. She opened her mouth, then closed it, then opened it again. “You can’t possibly think that—Juvia and Natsu-san—”
She started to fervently shake her head. “You—you’ve got it all wrong! Juvia wasn’t trying to screw Natsu-san in the bathroom. She came over her to pick him up.”
“Pick him up?”
She nodded, pulled her phone out and after a quick series of taps, held it out to Gray.
“Stormborn!” Natsu’s voice slurred out from the phone. “I’m calling you…you’re probably…whatever. I just want you to know that…I think I can’t drive so…you know…Waaaaaasssup?”
“Stormborn?” Gray wryly said.
Natsu leaned forward and interjected, “Hah! Don’t you know who she is? This is the queen of Moondoor, Juvia, House of Tusktides, Stormborn and Tamer of Wild Seas…”
The corners of Gray’s lips quirked into an amused smile. Moondoor was a Live Action Role Play game his friend was obsessed with. With her initially severe expression and imposing figure, Gray never would’ve thought she’d be the type to be into something like that. “Moondoor? Isn’t that—”
“It’s a dignified pastime!” she defensively said. She glared at him, the redness in her cheeks growing deeper. She looked kind of cute when she was angry.
She then straightened up and pulled Natsu closer to her. “Anyway, it was nice meeting you…”
“Gray,” he supplied.
Her eyes widened. She suddenly took a step back and gave him a weird look. Gray stared back at her, confused.
“Er…right. Gray. Gray-sama. Um…yes. Okay.” She then gave him a really strange once over.