Part 2 witch!au!!! I wanna know more about their deal and why Neil's not Andrews familiar!
Neil is not Andrew’s familiar because he is not a spirit. Familiars are essentially the essence of a witch’s spirit and inner self taking the form of an animal. Gaining a familiar is a complicated process and requires blood magic, and Neil wasn’t summoned to Andrew’s side. It’s kind of hard to explain, but you know *jazz hands* magic.
As for the deal, it went something like this:
it’s the beginning of summer and andrew is tired
being around annoyances for nine months was exhausting and the only reason andrew is letting kevin inside his car is because of their promise
kevin stays in the car when andrew goes out
not too far but far enough that andrew can pretend to be alone
except there’s a cat in the tree above him that’s practically suffocating in binding magic
really, it’s a surprise that the cat’s even keeping himself upright
andrew… well, he’s not about to let a cat suffer so he takes the cat and does some magic to dispel the bind
side note: binding magic isn’t bad in any way
it’s usually used to make teammates/partners stronger
it can also be used as a sort of marriage ceremony
typically, binding magic isn’t permanent and requires the consent of all parties
however, the deal with the cat was that a taboo sort of binding spell was used so that he wouldn’t be able to escape his master without causing pain unto himself
that spell is not public knowledge–only the influential are meant to know about it
Plot: When your son finds out the truth about Santa, you’re worried the magic of Christmas has been ruined. Bucky takes it in his hands to amend this.
Warnings: CHRISTMAS FLUFFF so sweet it’ll make your teeth rot, Children are assholes, but Buck is a doll💕, language (because it’s me, obviously), I guess like .2 seconds of angst? pietro x reader that you’ll miss if you blink
A/N: This really got away from me.I hope it makes up for the heart-wrenching angst from yesterday lolDad!Bucky is the best Bucky and StepDad!Bucky makes my heart melt! Piet is Pietro’s kid (obviously) cuz Reader apparently has got it bad for blue-eyed bad boys (I blame you, @sergeantjamesbarnes107th ) If you don’t like Pietro, just pretend it isn’t him lol (GIFS are not mine, they’re never mine lol)
“Children are assholes.” You announce as you walk into the compound common room, cradling your little boy in your arms. When you’re greeted by looks of pure confusion, you elaborate. “Who the hell tells a six-year-old that Santa isn’t real? Just who is that evil?” You hiss as you feel Piet slump against your shoulder, a tale-tell sign that all his wailing has worn him out. When his breathing evened out, you hand Wada her sleeping nephew. You set up a makeshift bed for him on the couch before setting him against the pillows and blankets. “Carl. Carl Evans is that evil.” You grunt.
“Y/N? You’ve lost me. Who is Carl Evans?” Steve asks after pausing the movie everyone had been watching before you had been paged by the daycare downstairs.
“Some ten-year-old twerp who thought it would be a good idea to tell my angel that Santa isn’t real. He’s been crying for the better part of an hour.” You sighed, brushing some hair out of your boy’s face. “Christmas is always hard enough as it is, he’s the only kid in the daycare who doesn’t have two parents. I’ve been doing this alone since his father died, but now it’s been completely ruined.”
By the Grace of Fire
@the-notsoevil-queen’s gift for @gonewasanytraceofit synopsis:
Outlaw Bandit with a dark twist - When Regina met Tinkerbell, she found herself lead to a tavern where a man with a lion tattoo, her second chance, waited for her. She took a chance on love, and ran away from the King with Tink by her side. But the Queen has kept the truth about her dark magic a secret, even from Robin, and it may just put everyone she loves in danger.
A Kiss to Set her Free@ariestess’s gift for @rcgalbeliever Synopsis:
For the first time since that fateful night in the stables, Regina feels a stirring of hope that love could be hers again as she finds herself standing outside a village tavern.
Moments: FraiseDandelion (twitter)’s gift for @lala-kate Synopsis: The Hood-Mills family have a domestic moment, while Regina thinks about their struggle to get to where they are today.
Before Sunrise@ghostofstartraveller776’s gift for @jenningz Synopsis:
Coffee before dawn and long work days can wear on anyone—even a superwoman like Regina Mills, single mother and business executive. She finds quiet solidarity for her hectic days from an unusual source: the nameless resident in the building across from hers who seems to share her unholy schedule. (Modern/Non-Magical AU)
The Dark Forest @glindalovesshoes’ gift for FraiseDandelion (twitter) Synopsis:
“A man is lying on the sheep’s wool, unconscious, bleeding. His face looks as pale as the white wool, which is already drowned in blood from the wounds on his body. The shaft of an arrow is sticking out of his shoulder, the shirt he is wearing ripped and soaked in blood. Regina bites her lip before she makes a decision. What does she have to lose?” OQ AU
My Grumpy Valentine@gray-autumn-sky‘s gift for @believingispowerfulmagic Synopsis: Henry explains Valentine’s Day to Robin, and that Regina has never much cared for the holiday. Robin is intent on changing her mind.
Heaven Sent a Hurricane@idoltina‘s gift for @mysterious-song Synopsis:
After a spectacularly terrible Christmas, a hidden gem of a New Year, and a surprise meeting, Robin finds the course of his life in Holiday Land vastly altered. By the time Valentine’s Day comes around, he’s more miserable (see: overwhelmed, terrified, doubtful) than he ever wanted to or thought he would be. And while the prospect of a night in may make a rather dull holiday for most, Robin finds that coming home to Regina might be just the thing he needs
Coffee@illseeyouthrough’s gift for @Evil_Outlaw (twitter) Synopsis: A Valentine’s Day set up that goes terribly…right? Outlaw Queen AU.
Valentine’s Day inlovewithlanap (twitter) gift for blt_tana (twitter) Synopsis: Regina works in a flower shop and Robin is a frequent client who finally summons the courage to ask her out.
Capturing Light@yamariah gift for rockchalk4583 (twitter) Synopsis:
He never thought he’d capture the moonlight again. She never thought she’d capture the sunlight again. But when Robin and Regina meet via grief counseling, “never” becomes a word they’d forget.
Valentine’s Day WoolGrillRegal (twitter) gift for inlovewithlanap (twitter) Synopsis: Robin and Regina celebrate a very special Valentine’s Day. AU.
Love, From OQ @x-wishesonfallenstars-x gift for @soligblomma Synopsis:
Robin and Regina spend a day navigating being a normal Nuclear Family in the down time between villains - kids interrupting them and all
Summary: Credence begins to ask you about magic, and the two of you confront truths together. Part 6/14
Word Count: 1,042
Days passed like this: quiet mornings full of quiet
conversation and quiet understanding, followed by reassuring Credence that you
wanted him close to you, wanted to touch him, and cared for him deeply,
followed by lazy afternoons with scattered kisses and more conversation, and
then falling asleep holding his hand.
About a week of this had passed when you woke up to find
him—well, not to find him. Credence wasn’t in bed at all. You shot up
immediately, shoved your slippers on, and wandered out further into your
apartment. You found him sitting in your kitchen, looking at your wand that was
now set on the table in front of him. He must have heard you walk in because he
asked, “What’s it made of?”
You strolled over and sat in the seat across from him.
“Well, the wand itself is made from silver lime, Credence, and inside it is a
unicorn hair.” You knew he was curious about magic—especially after his
meetings with Mr. Graves—so you were happy to answer any and all questions he
had for you; you knew they would be coming sooner or later, though you had
tried to avoid using magic around him as much as possible for the time being,
hoping to keep things normal and his mind at ease for a little while.
“W-What—What does that all mean?” He looked a little
hopeless and lost, so you reached out to grab his hand before answering.
And you were happy to answer; your wand was actually
something you were quite proud of. “Well, actually, the silver lime was a
really desired wood for a while, and it was really exciting when it chose me,
because, you see, wands choose their owners. See, this kind—” You reached out
to trace the pointer finger of your free hand down the wand. “—works
particularly well for Seers or for those who are skilled in Legilimency, which
is what I do. Which is why the unicorn hair paired with it was—well, it was
kind of a big deal when it happened. Because unicorn hair makes it particularly
hard to turn it to the Dark Arts, which is Dark magic. And it’s a particularly loyal
and consistent wand. So I’m pretty proud of it.” You couldn’t help but smile
fondly at the wand.
“W—What is L-Legilimency, Y/N?” The word felt foreign and
heavy on Credence’s tongue.
This was where you faltered and hoped Credence would not
start to mistrust you. “Well, it’s—it’s a kind of magic that allows me to—to be
able to navigate and interpret someone’s mind accurately. I’m—I’m particularly
gifted in this aspect of magic and can control it very well.”
You saw a guard go up in his eyes as he withdrew his hands
from the table. “Have you done that t-to me?” Credence was suddenly very on
edge. He couldn’t figure out why, because he really wanted to tell you
everything in his head, even when it was hard, because he wanted to learn how
to share and how to grow and how to communicate with you, but he wanted to
choose. You had let him have a taste of what it was like to choose and to discover, and the thought of losing that, the
realization that you could so easily take that from him, dawned on him and
You fought the urge to leap forward and plead with him to
believe you that of course you
hadn’t. Instead, you tried to tell the truth with as even a voice as you could
manage. “No, Credence. I can practice
it wandlessly, but—I would never do anything to lose your trust. And I really
only did it for—for my job. To see when people lie. To extract the truth. But I
would never jeopardize losing you,
and I love the—the process of getting to know someone, especially when that
someone is you. I promise I didn’t look anywhere inside your head. I’ve only
listened to what you’ve shared with me, verbally. I promise, Credence. Please,
believe me.” You fought the tears gathering in your eyes because you certainly
didn’t want to cry or make him think you were manipulating him, but the thought
of losing the trust you had gained was scary and hurt you to your core.
Your answer stunned him. Credence had expected a denial, but
he had not expected you to be so
upset, had not expected you to have tears in your eyes. He was still getting
used to the fact that you cared for him at all, never expected anything from
him even though he was staying in your home, and to hear you so audibly
panicked at the thought of losing
him, as if he really had the option
to leave and go anywhere else, struck him. He simply nodded and looked you in
the eye briefly before reaching a tentative hand across the table and letting
you grab it again.
Once the silence didn’t seem so leaden with contemplation,
you asked, “Why this morning? Why are you asking about magic this morning?”
His eyes shot to yours briefly before looking back down.
“I-I want to—I don’t think I can be okay here. I-I feel like the city is-is
swallowing me all the time.” His eyes were filling with tears, so you squeezed
his hand encouragingly. “And I want to leave n-now. And I want to learn m-magic
so I can h-help you, so I don’t feel so—so useless; I want to be able to
p-protect you and to be able to control m-my—my—”
“Your Obscurus,” you whispered as you ducked your head down
to meet his eyes.
“Yes.” His voice was softer than air, and you might not have
heard him if you hadn’t been listening for him to speak.
“We’ll start planning to leave now, then, okay? You and I
will get out of here and go somewhere we can both feel better and more at ease,
and you’ll learn, Credence. We’ll get you a wand, and I’ll teach you.” It
wasn’t the first time Credence had heard those words, but it was the first time
he comfortably believed them.
Regardless of if the new guy is future!Henry or someone else, it’s actually been my longstanding headcanon that Henry would grow up somewhat maladjusted and cynical by virtue of the all the shit he’s experienced growing up.
While I think he does fine in Storybrooke surrounded by so many people who love him, I totally believe he would struggle a bit outside of the town line were he to ever go to college or explore the world outside of Storybrooke. Much of it is built on how much he would have to keep secrets from the people outside. He likely couldn’t be 100% honest about the places he’s visited or his family dynamics. Anything about his past would be built on tiny white lies, up until he point he begins to question the legitimacy of friendships. He would wonder if his friends or lovers would still love them if they knew the truth. Maybe he confesses about magic to someone, and they dump him thinking he was crazy.
Outside of Storybrooke, he likely wouldn’t have anyone to easily rely upon. He could call call home, and his moms would listen and offer advice, but anyone who’s lived far away from home would know that it doesn’t always cut it.
The idea of Henry becoming cynical despite having a loving and encouraging family doesn’t seem completely impossible to me. If only because once you move away from that support system, life can be difficult.
“ Have you ever actually read through this thing? It’s not exactly telling the whole truth about magical creatures. Or at the very least, needs more details. Mostly the bit about Vampires, that’s all wrong.” He replied, flipping through the ‘Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find them coursebook.
A few weeks ago, I shared
a post by @cunningcelt regarding the style of potion-making presented in The Dresden Files. (The link to his
original post can be found in my Works
Cited section below.) Although the series itself is classified as fiction,
I am confident in saying that there are some sprinklings of truth scattered
about. The post encouraged magical practitioners to step outside their comfort
zones and use ingredients that one would not normally consider in typical potion-making.
I made a mental note to explore this concept more in my own personal craft, and
as I plunged the depth of my resources today, I stumbled across a potion in the
Book of Magical Words that
exemplified this concept perfectly:
To Bring Rain
Set upon rock, an iron pot, kindle beneath it a fire hot.
Fill it half with water new, then add these to build the brew:
An unbound rope, a bar of soap,
A drop of oil, a pinch of soil,
A buckthorn sprig, a maple twig,
A broken bag, a tattered rag,
A spoonful of salt, a rusted
When these break to a boiling froth, brandish a hammer over the broth,
Strike it thrice on the vessel’s side, calling these words to the weathers
Hither, cloud, and lose they
Wither, drought, let rain come
Sprinkle the potion over the grass – that what you ask shall come to
I thought this brew was simple,
elegant, and devilishly enchanting, but I wanted to dissect the potion’s
constitution to see if I could extract the correspondences contained therein.
My thoughts for each are noted below, but I’m always interested in learning how
others develop their own correspondences! Let me know if you’d interpret
anything differently. Overall, the brew is sound and the correspondences make
Unbound Rope: If I remember my Greek mythology correctly, they
believed that winds could be controlled by the tying or untying of knots. Therefore,
the symbolism behind the unbound rope could be associated with the conjuring of
the winds – definitely important in storm raising.
A bar of soap: This one was a bit more challenging to interpret. I
suppose soap is cleaning, literally, and rain could “wash away” the negative,
or perhaps the symbolism lies in the bubbles that arise – do they represent
A drop of oil, a pinch of soil: I can understand the soil – adding soil
to water to create mud, which is result of a rainstorm. I am stumped on the oil
– anyone have any thoughts??
A broken bag: This symbolizes the breaking of a cloud – letting the
rain spill out.
A tattered rag: This rhyme comes to mind: I knock this rag upon the stone to raise the winds in the Devil’s name….
Another ingredient to raise winds.
Buckthorn and Maple: Although these two are not typically
associated with rain or storm raising, Cunningham’s
Encyclopedia of Magical Herbs states that Buckthorn is ruled by water and
Maple is ruled by air. Both necessary for an effective storm.
Salt: Purification, cleansing – another symbol similar to the soap.
A rusted bolt: the reddish-brown coating occurs when iron or steel
comes into contact with oxygen and moisture – who hasn’t shouted a few curse
words over letting something accidentally rust in the rain!?
The Hammer: Beating the hammer against the vessel, to me,
I'm so happy that I wasn't the only one who made comparisons between Umineko and NDRV3!! I thought I was just being slightly weird haha
Not at all! I don’t think it’s strange since Kodaka has always kind of taken things from other series very blatantly and run with it (saying DR isn’t a huge nod to Zero Escape would be a lie, for instance). And Ryukishi does the exact same thing with his own works so I bet he’d honestly be flattered if it turned out to be the case and if Kodaka ever admitted to it.
I feel like with Umineko in particular there’s so many similarities precisely because the themes of ndrv3 are all about fiction (magic) vs. reality (truth), so it’s unavoidable to start drawing comparisons there. And when you add in Ouma’s creepy sprites, the fact that he takes credit for things he didn’t do, the small bomb he had in Chapter 5…
Well, some of it’s probably me reading into it too much, but it’s still a lot of fun to compare.
“Romeo and Juliet meets One Hundred Years of Solitude in Emily Henry’s brilliant follow-up to The Love That Split the World, about the daughter and son of two long-feuding families who fall in love while trying to uncover the truth about the strange magic and harrowing curse that has plagued their bloodlines for generations.
In their hometown of Five Fingers, Michigan, the O'Donnells and the Angerts have mythic legacies. But for all the tall tales they weave, both founding families are tight-lipped about what caused the century-old rift between them, except to say it began with a cherry tree. Eighteen-year-old Jack “June” O’Donnell doesn’t need a better reason than that. She’s an O'Donnell to her core, just like her late father was, and O'Donnells stay away from Angerts. Period. But when Saul Angert, the son of June’s father’s mortal enemy, returns to town after three mysterious years away, June can’t seem to avoid him. Soon the unthinkable happens: She finds she doesn’t exactly hate the gruff, sarcastic boy she was born to loathe. Saul’s arrival sparks a chain reaction, and as the magic, ghosts, and coywolves of Five Fingers conspire to reveal the truth about the dark moment that started the feud, June must question everything she knows about her family and the father she adored. And she must decide whether it’s finally time for her—and all of the O'Donnells before her—to let go.”
Umph! This book was gorgeous both in tone, mythology, and writing. Emily Henry spins the tale of the O'Donnell’s and the Angerts feud through several phases of time and does so in a way that makes it seem effortless and natural to the reader. This occurs several times through out the novel and not once did the plot (or romance) feel rushed or forced. It does have a Romeo and Juliet-esque plot line but again it unfolds naturally and just adds to the book to make it seem magical. This book may be one of my favorites this year and it’s making me want to seek out other books by Emily Henry.
BEAUTY & THE BEAST: LOST IN A BOOK
“An original addition to the beloved Beauty and the Beast fairy tale, Lost in a Book follows the lonely, bookish Belle as she finds an enchanted book in the Beast’s library called Nevermore that carries her into a glittering new world. There, Belle is befriended by a mysterious countess who offers her the life she’s always dreamed of. But Nevermore is not what it seems, and the more time Belle spends there, the harder it is to leave. Good stories take hold of us and never let us go, and once Belle becomes lost in this book, she may never find her way out again. This deluxe hardcover novel expands upon the beautiful story and world seen in the new Walt Disney Studios’ film, Beauty and the Beast.”
I’m a sucker for nostalgia and Belle was among my favorite Disney creations partly because of her love for books.
I found this a tad hard to get into - not a fault of the author - because I was a tad confused about things that do happen in the new version and don’t in the animated one I grew up with. That being said, I did enjoy this and took it as an interlude story of something that could have taken place after the confrontation with the wolves and bookended by a time frame that’s still got them both warming up to each other.
I liked how the characters have a bit more to them but also was aware this could be because of the live action film either way it was very well done. The plot of this book is definitely original in that love and death are betting on if Belle can love the Beast. Through this, a book is placed that transports Belle into Nevermore which provides her with a look into how life in the castle may have been.
The overall conflict is solved but since this is an interlude between things it’s a nice and welcome edition to the collection of ‘Beauty & The Beast’ tales.
Due to his indomita8le nature, I 8elieve victory over his sister was a foregone conclusion. 8arring a highly impro8a8le glitch in causality, it would 8e almost impossi8le for her to predomin8te over someone like him.So when Caliborn made The Choice and chose the path of the conqueror remember how skaia turned into a black orb and grew until it exploded?
What if when Alt!Calliope made The Choice and chose the path of the martyr, skaia instead turned into a white orb instead of a black one, and instead of growing, it shrank util
Think about it. Skaia is omniscient, just like the cue ball is. If you think about it, this also explains why it’s LE’s weakness.
Still, it might come in handy down the road. Lord English is supposedly indestructible. He’s rumored to be killable only through a number of glitches and exploits in spacetime.
Due to his indomita8le nature, I 8elieve victory over his sister was a foregone conclusion. 8arring a highly impro8a8le glitch in causality, it would 8e almost impossi8le for her to predomin8te over someone like him.
ARANEA: The player chooses to walk away from the tempt8tion of power. To surrender all am8ition, and to welcome death. ARANEA: In exchange for this pledge comes a promise. The player’s sacrifice is assured to 8enefit all who will ever live. ARANEA: In death, the player would later 8e in the position to help 8ring an end to a force of unfathoma8le evil and destruction. ARANEA: A force which was unleashed, for instance, 8y someone who once opted for the other choice.
Calliope predominating is already a glitch, and her choosing the path of the martyr would allow her to create, from that glitch, a tool to destroy LE. She wouldn’t be able to unmake this choice, once she chose skaia would be altered forever and her session would be incapable of salvaging and turning into a conqueror’s session.
Want the icing on the cake? Think about what skaia looked like right before it exploded.