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rito-flips · 2 months

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We need to talk about Benchmade.

Ah, Benchmade. The reason why balisongs are called buttefly knives by the general public, and an absolute juggernaut in the larger knife community. There's a reason people swear by Benchmade and their other stuff, but more specifically, I want to talk about the new balisong they've supposedly been cooking up that is insanely worrying at best and a slap in the face to the community at worst.

Before we get into the knife in question, let's take a trip down memory lane with Benchmade's past balisongs. First up, we have the Model 42 and its siblings:

MSRP of around $200 USD, washers only, and you had a choice of either steel or titanium handles, but back then it was all that you could get your hands on that wouldn't fall apart in a matter of weeks. They're what some of the first flippers ever had their hands on, up until its discontinuation, and I stand to say that it is the most iconic balisong of all time. It's in all the movies, it's one of the first knives that pop up when you search balisongs on Google—hell, some people now are asserting that its flipping still stacks up to what's on the market today. But it and its siblings did not last forever, and it was discontinued in the early 2010s, replaced by the Model 51:

~$280 USD MSRP, and still only on washers, but this time it was on titanium liners and G10 scales. People didn't like the 51 as much as the 42, but again, options were very limited (your only other real choice was a Bradley Kimura), and with the handles not being one solid piece of material, it soon became a bit of a modding platform alongside the BRS Replicant when that came along. But yet again, things don't last forever, and the 51 saw its discontinuation a few years back.

Benchmade was always a company that didn't seem to care much for the flipping community, considering the last balisongs they used to offer, the 8x series, are 5.5 oz bearing knives that retailed for $500+ USD. But around 4 months ago, a page from their 2024 catalogue got leaked to the balisong subreddit about a new balisong they're trying to cook up, which is the subject of today's rant:

Meet the Necron, a liners + G10 knife with an adjustable balance, options for handle extensions, and a weight that wasn't totally unbearable. While some people didn't like its resemblance to the Replicant, it seemed like Benchmade was finally paying attention to the flipping community with the fact that they geared the knife towards flipping. Even if the base live blade was marked at $450 USD, it was about par for the course considering Benchmade's prices on all of their current products.

Then Blade HQ released a video about Benchmade's 2024 catalogue along with preorder listings. Included was the Necron, and when the knife's full specs were revealed, I witnessed an entire community go "what the fuck" in real time.

Before I reveal the Necron's full specs, there's something I want you to understand. The community's bar for Benchmade has been six feet underground ever since the release of the 8x series with how overpriced it was. Considering their importance in the early days of the hobby, a good chunk of older flippers I've talked to would be perfectly content with a rerelease of the 4x series or even the 51—Cold Steel is doing this with an aluminum version of the Arc Angel, and some people are at least mildly interested in it. But Benchmade seems to be allergic to that, and in recent years with them jacking up prices all across the board, opinions surrounding them have soured.

Anyway, here are the Necron's full specs:

Did you notice that the liners are steel? Did you notice that it's only on washers?

In its price bracket alone, you have things like the SlifT and Serif-P from Machinewise, the Tsunami Trainer from Squid Industries, the Cygnus from LDY, the Specter, Chimera, and Basilisk-R from Jerry Hom—all of these knives are just one step below the absolute best of the best of production balisongs, and all of these have bushings, at least use titanium in the handles, and are built with the utmost care and attention to detail (except for maybe the Tsunami, but that's a rant for another time).

The Necron is none of those. Instead, it is a knife that would have been outdated 5 years ago, lacks features that 85 dollar knives have, and is only going to be bought by braindead shills who care about the brand of the knife and nothing else. The Replicant outclasses it in every way, and for the price of the Necron you could build a custom one entierly from aftermarket parts. Even within Benchmade's past knives, both the 42 and the 51 used titanium in some capacity, and both of those knives were considerably cheaper than what the Necron is gonna retail for. At least Ben Parli's gonna get some more customers...

In the Blade HQ video I mentioned earlier, the Benchmade representative touted on about how they're tracing back to their roots with what they call a "modern knife" that'll be good for flipping. But with the sheer cognitive dissonance between what they say about it and what's what the truth of it is, the community at large can't help but feel that they're completely out of touch and only want to line their pockets with more money. If this is the way Behcnmade goes out making balisongs, then so be it. It's not like Benchmade cares anymore anyway.

#balisong #knife #butterfly knives #knives #balisong flipping #butterfly knife #hobby #skill hobby #skill toy

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stardustlyssa · 8 months

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idk if you were planning to do the whole hexsquad as pokemon trainers but im so curious to see which pokemon youd give vee!

i am still deciding but to play into the basilisk thing i was thinking of making her a zorua? kinda like the n zorua/zoroark theory.

#toh #vee noceda #toh vee

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shadowgurl101 · 1 year

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Chapter I (Return of the Princess)

Welcome to the first Chapter of House Solar

Masterlist

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The day has come, were the people of both Lune and Sol come together to celebrate the name day of Princess Amalthea and Prince Nash. The Ravens were sent two weeks before the day of the celebrations. Houses from all around will come to Lune for the celebration that will last for weeks. And one of those houses is the Targaryens, Now they may have a bad history in the past but ever since the wedding of the current Queen and king of lune everything has been good between the two houses. That day everyone in the castle is busy, servants running around making sure that everything is perfect, Guards' training and The royals being fitted for new dresses and robes. A ship is seen stopping near the castle docs. Above Lune, Phoenixes are seen flying freely.

A Violet hair girl is seen standing next to a big snake, This is princess Amalthea with her Basilisk Calypso they just came back from a weekday trip to the forest that is located near Lune "Welcome Princess, hope your trip was a nice one" a trainer said as the princess took her gloves off "Oh yes it was pleasant" the trainer bowed to the princes as one of her guards and good friend made her way to her "Princess your mother is looking for you, she said to meet her in your chambers so a tailor can measure you for your dresses" Amalthe groan and walk towards the gold and purple carriage. As the princess and guard settle down in the carriage it starts making its way to the castle. The princess opened the window of the carriage and start smiling and waving at the common folks "The princess is back!" she heard a small child scream. In the castle, the Queen is standing in front of a window as she sees the carriage approach "My Queen the small council meeting is gonna start in a minute" a servant said as she bow to the Queen, The Queen nodded and dismissed her and turned around and walk out of the room. Guards opened the main door where the princess walked in "filia welcome back" Amalthe turned towards the stairs and saw her father, the king on top of them "Pater" she said as she run towards him, the king hug her and swung her around "mea dulcis puella, I'm so glad you came back without a scratch" Amalthea smile as her father kisses her forehead "Wheres mater?" the king sigh and caress her cheek "Your Mater is in a council meeting" Amalthea sigh and nodded "Come the tailors are waiting in your chambers" both father and daughter start walking up the stairs with two guards following them. Amalthea stand still as the assistant tailors measure her "Princess what would you like your dress to look like?" the tailor lady carmen asks"Well I would like it to be the colour of my house the rest can be whatever you want" Lady Carmen and the princess have a strong bond, knowing each other since they were five. Carmen smile and nodded and write the measurements "Carmen you are invited to the party you know that" the princess said as she grab her friend's hand "Of course" both girls smile and hug each other "You are dismiss my friend" Lady Carmen bow and walk out the room. In the council room, they were discussing Princess Amalthea "Your grace I understand you want your daughter to find love like you and your firstborn found but everyone is talking about her" The master of laws say as he stand from his chair, The Queen sigh and said "Ser Diego do I have to repeat myself? my daughter is gonna choose her husband and if she does not want to get married that is her decision, not mine and the king's and especially not the council" everyone look at the queen and put their head down, The hand smile and nodded. 'Do you think I was a little hard on them?" ask the Queen to her hand "Of course, not sister, they should learn" The Queen's hand is her younger sister Princess Capella, a woman that did not want to get married and of course, her sister respected her wishes and made her hand instead, Of course, their mother was upset but also respected her wishes. The Queen nodded and smile at her. Queen Aquila entered her daughter's chambers and saw Thebe, the phoenix was just resting in her bed, a purple and gold collar around his neck "That bird is spoiled" Amalthea turn and smile and hug her mother "infantem puella how was the trip?" the duo sat down in a sofa "Oh mother it was beautiful and fun, met new animals" The Queen smile and listen to her daughter story. They stayed like that all day until dinner was served, and of course, during dinner, she keep telling her parents about her adventure. ============================================= Hello thank you for reading this story, I hope you enjoy it. This story is gonna be a slow burn one, the reasons are because of school and also because sometimes I'm lazy. Anyway, at the end of every chapter, I will put the translation of the Latin or portugues. filia - daughter Pater -father mea dulcis puella - my sweet girl Mater -mother Infantem puella - Baby girl

#house of the dragon fic #rhaenyra targaryen #daemon targaryen #jacaerys velaryon #lucerys velaryon #viserys targaryen #alicent hightower #aemond targaryen #Aegon Targaryen #helaena targaryen

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seraphinasart · 3 months

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THE SIX LEGENDARY MONSTERS: DRAGONS

For year of the dragon, let's delve into "DRACOLOGY" or generally the study of dragons!

Dragons are among the Six Legendary monsters, a line of Primal Monster studied by trainers and scholars alike that include the six original species of Primal Monster known to have first mastered their Primal. The Sun scorchers, known to be the oldest species of dragon, mastered the Sun Primal through their infamous fire-breathing abilities, eventually leading to the rise of all Dragonkind.

Sometimes called 'Dracosaurs' they are not actually closely related to dinosaurs as some have theorized;Instead they are their own family of reptiles characterized by long, serpentine bodies, horns, and rough scales. A iconic staple of this family of Primal monster are their wings, though there are many wingless dragons in this family as well.

A dragon's appearance and biology is generally more affected by environment rather than genetic history - and this can vary a lot as they are generally solitary and long-living creatures(With most families only socialize when mating). A dragon can stay a dragonet for years if they might not be in the right environment suited for them. But once they are, after enough molting and growing, they can grow their full potential in a few thousand years.

While there are many kinds of dragons that have adapted to all Six Primal realms, the classic serpentine fire-breathing dragon of the Sun Primal definitely the most well-known -- and are thought to be the descendants of the first dragons to exist as no other modern dragon's fossils are known to be from older times of theirs.

(The original six dragon lineages that have resulted in the most common Dragon body types generally stem from here:)

The Firewyrm

The Luminescent amphitheatre

The Astral Basilisk

The Mud Drake

The Plumed Wyvern

The Aquatic Lung

An "Archdragon" is described to be a powerful species capable of commanding and wielding other species of dragon, characterized by their huge size and immense power unchanged by the hands of time and evolution. 'The Legendary Dragons' are known to be the Archdragon species that have existed and ruled every dragon clan from each primal.

The Sun Scorcher

The Moon Lumen

The Star Umbrum

The Sky Wing

The Earth Quaker

The Ocean Mist

Dragons are naturally able to project elemental magic through their mouths; with the fire-breathing of the Sun primal dragons of course being the most well known and most dreaded. Dragon's, especially Archdragon breath, is known to be so powerful that signs of it can still be seen on those it reaches even a hundred years after an Archdragon had breathed on it; such as the fossils of their frequent prey:Other dragons.

While not related to Dinosaurs, they are known to be as old, and were around during the Meteor fall. With their wings, it's obvious how they survived, though it's also still curious on how so many of the wingless and non-avian dragons managed to survive. Truly a staple of these unstoppable beasts.

While every Dragon nest has a ruler, the Sun Scorchers are known to have been the 'kings' of all dragons. Although they would oversee and protect the most critical source of Dragon life: the Sun, their rule is only truly effective through the other Dragon Lords of each Primal that carry out their orders to dragons of other Primals.

In present times, there are very few Archdragon species still intact to discovery. However, the current ruler of Dragons has been revealed to be Queen Alshamis, -- current companion and equal to the Golden Pharaoh, RA.

#primeverse:draconia #the sun realm

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quinntamsin · 2 years

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*Taps her helmet and fingers her blaster pistol, she wouldn’t get the bounty that day.*

Let’s discuss the newest episode of the Book, ah yes the good Book of Boba.

Well, momre of the bullshit Biba Fortuna put things through after the “Sailbarge Incident.”

Episode 3, “The Streets of Mos Espa”, opens with an update on what state the city is in, especially the chaos of the street. We learn that no one respects Lord Fett, it’s a given, since these fools no nothing of the Mando’ade, truly. If they did they would be fearful of insult a Clan Lord. But hey, fuck these idiots. Gotta love the choice of actor for Peel.

We run to the streets of Espa where apparently Boba is playing gang purger and of course he spins the gang. He’s a smart, and I fucking love that he’s getting a bloody swoopbike gang on his side. This is how a Lord rules! And we learn that while yes, Jabba was powerful, he wasn’t necessarily the main ruler of Tatooine, that or Biba was just a shit crime boss. I think it’s the latter, Jabba ruled all of a planet and Biba lost it down to one measely city.

And now back to the flashbacks.

Fuck - this series just makes me laugh so hard. We have a classic lone rider scene with Boba Fett sauntering in on a Bantha. This is straight out of spaghetti western and I like how once again we learn that he’s learned a lot of his new style of rule via working with the Tuskens. The make up on the Pyke was...solid, it think its hard to animate a bloody fish face.

And wow, looks like we have a Luke esque ending for the damn Tuskens. They’re all dead it appears as he returns to the camp inflames. This was definitely foreshadowed by those fuckers attacking the moisture farmers. I’m guessing that because this was such a small tribe they were an easy target. We fade in to Boba in the tank and we are being attacked by Black Krranstan. The massive wookie just tosses Fett around like a bloody toy. Temuera’s broken up and scarred body, and of course out pops the fucking gang and the Gamorreans.

The fighting choreophgraphy of this particular show really and Fett gives his pigman guard access to a Bantha tank. Of course, he treats his people this well. This is why Shand is always there and is willing to die for him. He and Shand have a discussion over how to respond to the Twins, and they bring a fucking Rancor. Do Hutts think about anything sides pet Rancors. OH GOD THE BEAST TRAINER is DANNY TREJO. GOD I LOVE THIS SHOW!

And yes, we got a Witches of Dathomir riding Rancor mention, fuck yeah, I love it when we get Expanded stuff okayed.ALso, please let the Ranco be his awesome bad ass mount. Not some stupid plot to kill Boba. I’m so damn happy it made my day to see him petting his new buddy.

And HELLO MEGAN! We get that idiotically annoying Twi’lek attache to the Mayor running from our swoopbikers. Lol, this show just its just great. Like this is the shit I’ve wanted from Starwars in forever!Note these kids ride a bloody Vespa version of swoopbikes. They’re also all tricked out in slightly ridiculous outfits for gansters, and it makes them seem kind of wannabe ish. Which makes them arriving with Boba even better.

This show is about a crime lord saying fuck it to the system and just casually fucking it all over. Ah yes, the Pykes are back as well. It makes sense, they are one of the biggest syndicates and were a major player in the Shadow Collective. Oh, i hop we get Black Sun later in this series! And that ends it. This series feels like it moves so fast, and the truth is its just chock full of actio and content.

Hottakes:

I’m Headcanoning that girl ganger as Shand’s fucking Protege.

The Rancor’s name is Bubba and he is best boi!

If they give Boba a fucking rancor, Din Djarin, aka MANDO, needs a bloody Basilisk Droid!

The Pykes popping up for war makes me think we’re gonna see more Tuskens in this series. YES, let Warleader Tusken come back from the dead for some serious revenge.

Gay Thoughts:

Okay let’s do this.

Boba to me seems pretty ace, I headcanon him as a grey ace IMO.

Shand is momma pan gay.

Those Gamorreans are either siblings or fucking besties.

The gang are all fucking gay, JUST SO delish gay.

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sakuramidnight15 · 2 years

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-HSA OC Information-

Character Bio

Name: Sienna Belladonna

(Japanese: シエナベラドンナ)

Romaji: Siena Beradonna

Quote: "Poeple who have experienced a battle has more experience than a regular fight"

V/A: Ayaka Ohashi (Japanese)

Gender: Female

Age: 19

Birthday: February 13

Star Sign: Aquarius

Eye Color: Dark Cyan (Her Normal Eye Color)

Russian Violet (Second Eye Color and Half-Myth power activation)

Hair Color: Navy Blue

Height: 189 cm

Race: Half Human, Half Myth/Hybrid

Species: Basilisk

Homeland: Wintergreen Village (The fourth country in the Island of Enchantment)

Family: Botan Rodriguez (Father)

Akane Belladonna (Mother)

Roberto Rodriguez (Older brother)

Elijah Rodriguez (Second older brother)

Flora Belladonna (Younger sister)

Marigold Belladonna (Aunt)

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School Status and Fun Facts

Dorm: Syncrean (@hourglassstationacademy)

School Year: Third

Class: 3-B (Same Class with Saburou)

Student no. 15 (A transfer student)

Occupation: Student

Part-time Barista

Part-time Panist

Head Captain of the Army Scout Rank of SIDC (Meaning: Supernaturals Investigation Department Center)

Club: Kendo Club

Best Subject: Combat Simulation, Hockey and Monster/Animal Culture

Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous (Mostly for her left)

Favorite Color: Teal and Green

Favorite Food: French Fries, Donuts and Lemon Cakes

Least Favorite Food: Fried Onion Rings and Steamed Shrimp

Likes: Video Games, Anime and Manga, Making Bombs, Making Hero Qoutes, Hockey Challenges, Hoverboard Challenges from Whitney, Donuts,

Dislikes: Laziness, Lost Connection to the Wifi, Big Explosions, No one leaving her any donuts (Mostly), Her face getting squishing onto anyone's breasts (Mostly, she can't breathe after that), Failed experiments, Fuyuhiko stealing her donuts, Slack-offs,

Hobbies: Helping in an investigation, Technology Research Assistance, Battle Stragies, Making Hero Qoutes, Hockey, Piano Playing, Cunning Tatics, Making Bombs,

Talents: Transforming into her half-myth form, Stealth, Bomb-throwing, Stare Paralyzation, Assassin skills, Leg-work, Agility,

Nicknames:

Sia-chan or Sia-chan (From her family and friends)

Sienna-senpai or Belladonna-senpai (From the freshmen students and mostly for Lynn and her friends)

Mrs. Belladonna (From the SIDC workers and trainers)

Captain Belladonna (From the SIDC trainers and workers in the Army Scout Rank)

Onee-chan (From her younger sister)

My little Sia (From her older brother, Roberto)

Little Sis (From her second older brother, Elijah)

Other Nicknames:

N/A

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Appearance and Personality

Appearance: Sienna has a medium and petite body build that looks a little curvy when standing up straight. She has dark navy blue hair which it looks messy and quite frizzy, but it's actually soft when you touch it. She has dark cyan eyes which they are currently covered with her front long bangs, so certain reasons, which they can turn into russian purple when using her half-myth abilities. Sienna seems rather obversement and has her own curiosity.

Personality: Sienna is the first daughter and third oldest child in her family, who happens to run a normal piano shop for opera shows and performances, her mom was previously a pianist but retired after her marriage but still has her skills and often teaches her kids how to play, well especially for Sienna as a child.

Sienna seems approachable enough but is kinda quiet and is often seen with her second older brother Elijah, but will still answer if you wanna make the move. She speaks in a blunt manner but in a more polite way of course. Another adorable cinnamon roll to be seen with.

Has definitely a lot of curiosity in herself, not as much from her friend Whitney though. She seems quite observer and a bit clever towards the topic and is rather decent when it comes to guessing games, especially the current mood or the current usual chaos happening with her half-myth companions.

Like Manase and the other four captains, she too is a SIDC rank captain of the army scout. Well perhaps sixth strict level than the other five but handles her job pretty quite well. But also puts some harshness in it training session but not too harsh though.

If you get close to her, the cinnamon roll girl activated if you do. You cannot resist this girl's charms, which Sienna won't notice that one, especially coming from herself that is.

Try not to agitate her though, like her best friend Manase, she seems easy to get stressed but not too much. Though the menacing aura coming from her while looking directly at you is quite scary enough to see, but it's worse if her eyes aren't covered with her front hair. Don't make direct eye contact to else.

I expect her to put a harmless bomb explosion in your room tonight, watch out.

Though despite her being rather a silent cinnamon, perhaps you can entertain her with something new?

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Trivia

-The name 'Sienna' means Latin. From the Italian city of Siena, which gave its name to a reddish shade of brown. The name itself is possibly influenced by the word sienna, meaning "orange-red". While her surname 'Belladonna' means SHARE. With Italian roots, its literal meaning is "beautiful lady," but Belladonna is more than just a name for your beautiful little lady, it's also the name of a poisonous plant also known as deadly nightshade.

-Sienna was inspired by three characters. Bomb Voyage (From the Incredibles), Klee (From Genshin Impact) and Cloud (From FNF Mods)

-She knows how to make bombs, dangerous and non-damgerous ones, they are kept hidden in her room for safe keeping.

-She and Manase often has donut breaks at the company.

-A completely different person when doing her duties as a rank captain of her rank.

-Fuyuhiko often steals her donuts, which caused her to chase him around to an instant or direct knock out to a wall. She gets grumpy easily if you do that to her.

-Often chats a lot with Amelia and Lynette, because she likes their cooking of course. She and Kiara are taste testers.

-She's well aware of her dorm leader's fear of snakes (her own half-myth species) and tries not to scare her with her half-myth form.

-She and her older brother, Elijah had suffered from a severe stage crash when they were younger, Sienna was traumatized from it.

-She knows when to catch a lie from someone in a conversation.

-Like Cynthia and Saburou, she and Elijah have a telepathic link.

-One of her abilities need her opponent to look at her in the eyes directly, which it's more effective. Which is why she covers her eyes with her hair, nobody has seen her eyes to be honest.

-A dog/puppy lover.

-Sienna pretty much talks in a blunt but normal manner when interacting with someone but it darken when being agitated by an opponent. Which is why I chose Ayaka Ohashi to be her voice actor.

#mc #oc #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #gacha club #gacha games #character information #bio #sienna belladonna #sia #hourglass station academy #hsa

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hegemoneapple · 3 years

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Basilisk Eyes: Chapter 50: A little hike

Crossposted: Basilisk Eyes by Hegemone | Completed: Chapter 50 out of 157 | T | AO3 | FFN | WATT |

When Harry awoke the next morning, he couldn’t believe that he’d slept through the entire night. His protesting stomach woke him up. He’d missed dinner and now felt a bit trembly as he dressed for the day. He pulled on his trainers, grimacing as their clammy dampness encased his feet. He left the toilet quietly as he was up way before his roommates… it would be at least an hour before breakfast was ready. He made his way down the corridor wondering if the sandwiches in his staff were safe to eat.

Harry used his staff to locate a bench outside of the library and summoned the sandwiches and his water out of his staff. He sniffed at the sandwiches and decided that they’d be okay and woofed one of them down followed by some gulps of water.

He decided to write notes about the letters that were lost at sea. Harry summoned his writing materials from his staff along with his anagnóstis. He wrote out three versions of the same message, “You sent a note to me, Harry Potter, that arrived on Monday, June 28th that was accidentally destroyed. Could you please resend it? Thanks. HP.”

He used the anagnóstis to make sure the notes were legible—it was weird to hear his own voice through the aftí—then rolled them up. He’d ask Hedwig to take them to the people who’d sent the messages. He knew she’d understand what to do.

She’s a brilliant bird.

He cast the Navigation charm and headed to the owlery looking forward to spending some time with Hedwig.

He walked through the threshold and felt the very slight tug on his navel. The sounds of Charing Cross Road drifted in through the open windows along with the morning air, which seemed a bit warm for the time of day. He guessed it was going to be a hot one and was thankful that he wasn't stuck at the Dursley's tarring the driveway or some other heinous task that they were likely to invent for him to do on an outrageously hot day. Remembering the garden, though, reminded him of Nio hus cherio kisa and he thought of his cool scales against his neck.

Little Friend.

Hedwig hooted from her perch high in the rafters and Harry lifted his face to her and smiled, "Hiya, Hedwig. It's good to see you, too."

She flew down to him in an explosion of feathers against his face as she dug her talons into his shoulder. He had time to brace himself, his staff had warned him she was coming right at him, so he adjusted his stance as her weight settled on his shoulder. He reached for her and pressed his face into her feathery belly, breathing in her pine-musty scent, which was a bit of a relief from the stench of the owlery.

"It's no wonder you sit high up in the rafters, Hedwig. It stinks down here," Harry whispered into her feathers.

"You could take her out to the courtyard, if you want to escape the fetor of the owlery," an ancient voice spoke from the wall near the door.

Harry started, "Oh, I didn't know anyone else was in here!" He turned toward the voice, balancing Hedwig on his shoulder.

"Well, I'm always here, aren't I," said the voice.

"Oh?" Harry questioned. Then he remembered his staff and held it off the floor and squeezed it to get a description of the room and, he hoped, of the person standing by the door.

But there was no person.

"Are you a portrait?" Harry asked slowly.

"Yes, what are you? Blind?"

"Er, yes."

"Oh, right, then," the portrait had the good sense to sound embarrassed.

"You said there is a courtyard?"

"Yes, just over there."

Harry shook his head a bit in disbelief.

"Navigant courtyard," Harry said to his staff and it led him to a narrow doorway, down a few stairs (not nearly enough to reach the ground below the tower), and then out onto a cobbled pathway. The morning air was heavy with moisture and warmth, but also fragrant with the aroma of lavender. He could hear the breeze rustling leaves on a nearby tree. He squeezed his staff in the air to get a description of the courtyard and then navigated to the bench that it described under the tree.

Hedwig's talons on his shoulder were painful, so he encouraged her to hop down onto the bench and he fed her some of the biscuits he’d saved from tea. She growled contentedly while Harry took deep breaths—the garden in the courtyard was full of fragrant plants; herbs, Harry discovered as he ran his hands over some of the spiky plants that bordered the bench. He liked the coolness of the stone bench beneath his legs.

Finally, after a long while of just enjoying the quiet morning in the courtyard, Harry attached the notes to Hedwig's leg and asked her to return to the people who'd sent them. He knew one was headed to Hermione, but he wasn't sure who'd sent the other ones. I should have looked at them right when I got them, he admonished himself.

He took her back up to the owlery figuring it would be easier for her to leave from the tower than down in the courtyard and said goodbye to her before she hooted and took off.

"Did you enjoy the courtyard?" the portrait asked him as he was leaving.

"Yes, very much. Thank you for suggesting it."

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Harry met up with Gemma and Tony at breakfast and then they headed to the Mont Blanc room for the hike.

Gemma paused at the threshold of Mont Blanc and Harry wondered if there was something about it that looked different. It smelled the same. He could smell and feel the cool mountain air wafting into the corridor from the room as they approached and even hear some birds trilling in the distance. At first, he mistook the sound for someone whistling and then he realized it must be birds. It sounded like they were talking to each other almost—calling and answering over a distance. He was a bit entranced as he realized it helped give dimension to the space inside the room. He could tell from the bird songs that the landscape sloped down in front of them and rose up behind them.

He realized that they had been standing there for a while, Gemma couldn’t be listening to the birds.

Maybe she’s watching them?

He squeezed her arm so that she’d know that he wanted to say something and asked, “What is it?”

Tony answered: “The benches are gone and there’s just a path leading down to the lake.”

“Do you think Mei will be okay on the path?” Harry wondered, conceding that he was thinking about himself as much as her.

“I dunno. She’ll probably pitch a fit,” Tony deadpanned.

“Yeah,” Harry agreed silently. “Where do we go?”

Gemma was moving her arms, likely signing to Tony. Harry dropped her arm so that she could sign more freely.

“What’s she saying?” Harry asked Tony.

He heard Gemma moving away from him, through the door, and onto the crunching pathway. The birds got quieter with her noises.

“I don’t know—I think she’s asking Healer Jordan something,” Tony said.

“Is Healer Jordan nearby?”

“She’s way down the path, but I guess they can understand each other,” Tony said, “Hey, let’s get out of the door. There are more people coming.”

Harry could hear the man he had noticed the day before, the one who had sat behind him when the bench fell over and tried to help Harry up, his tenor animated as he was recounting traveling on the underground to someone. It sounded like it was the first time he’d traveled on it.

He was talking to someone Harry hadn’t noticed before, or at least he didn’t recognize anything about the person.

Then Healer Jordan’s voice surprised him as it came from a space just to the right in front of him, “Please make your way down to the lake by following one of the paths. We will meet on board the deck of the HMS Eden.”

“Oh, hi, Healer Jordan,” Harry said.

She didn’t answer.

He waited a bit more, rocking back and forth, listening to the water squishing in his shoes; he could hear the bells of the ship clanging in the distance. He then registered that Tony was walking ahead and leaving Harry standing in the doorway by himself. He quickly pulled out his staff, extended it and swung it back and forth, listening for the voice. He remembered to hold it with his index finger pointing down the length, and the aftí started telling him about the doorway and the path in front of him. He heard footsteps crunching on the gravel behind him and moved to the side of the path.

“Pardon us,” one of the men said as they passed and Harry nodded and waited until their footsteps receded down the hill.

“Healer Jordan, am I on the right path?” he asked, turning back to the doorway and taking a step closer, but she didn’t answer, but instead repeated the same message.

“Please make your way down to the lake by following one of the paths. We will meet on board the deck of the HMS Eden.”

It must be a recorded message, Harry thought, flushing with the awareness that he’d been speaking to air again. He could hear someone walking down the path slowly and guessed it was Tony and he started down the path.

“Navigant HMS Eden.”

The birds had quieted down since more people entered the space, but he could still hear the more distant trills. There was also the scent of wood burning, but light as though it were distant—a campfire.

Harry could hear other people walking on the path behind him, but they were quiet except for their feet crunching over the sandy surface of the walkway. Harry was pretty sure he was still on a path—he was following the sounds of Tony’s steps ahead of him and listening to the directions from his Navigant spell. He could hear the conversations of others drifting up the hill (or down the hill) occasionally, but he couldn’t always tell how far away they were.

He thought about calling Tony to wait for him, to help guide him, but then he remembered that Tony really couldn’t guide him easily. His memory brushed over the feeling of Tony’s remaining arms in his hands when Harry had been trying to help him right himself during council.

That would be awkward.

He stumbled a few times as he tread on larger rocks and he brushed against bushes and other plants that grabbed at his trousers.

His staff warned him of a tree branch that almost hit him in his face—and he reached out his hand in front until he found it and held it away as he moved around it. It was laden with small leaves that whispered through his fingers.

He felt as though his progress was slow going and that Tony was getting farther and farther away from him. It was harder to tell if he was still on the path. The people behind him seemed to be moving even slower than he was and he was becoming conscious of an apprehension in his gut as he felt the gulf of distance between him and the other people grow. His breath quickened.

And then he heard footsteps crunching on the path, coming up it, toward him, running, and getting louder as they approached. He stopped afraid they’d run into him. And then they stopped, not far in front of him. Their breathing was heavy from running up the mountain path.

“Hello?” Harry asked; the Scribunt loqui flapped noticeably in the breeze.

A few light footsteps, and then Gemma’s hand was on his arm.

“Oh, hi, Gemma. Where’d you go?” Harry was relieved she was back.

She moved to his left side and lifted his palm to write in his hand, “S-O-R-R-Y” space “I” “L-E-F-T-.” space “H-.-J-.”… Harry interrupted her work, “H?J? Is that Healer Jordan?” She tapped his hand twice, “yes.”

She continued, “W-A-S-LA-T-E-N-E-E-D-E-D-H-E-L-P-F-O-R-M-E-I”. Harry furrowed his brow at this, Gemma had run it all together in her hurry and it took him a bit to figure out what she was saying. He repeated what he understood, “Healer Jordan was late and needed your help so that she could help Mei?”

Behind them, Harry could hear distantly the repeated message from Healer Jordan, “Please make your way down to the lake by following the path. We will meet on board the deck of the HMS Eden” as Gemma wrote in his hand.

She tapped “yes,” impatiently on his hand, and then wrote “IGOHELPMEINOWYOUGOTOSHIP” Harry said the letters as she wrote them and pieced them together until he understood them.

Before he could answer, she was off. He imagined that she could see Mei at the doorway. He felt a bit useless, standing there in the pathway as Gemma ran up the mountain path to help Mei and Aminah.

The people who had been following him had passed them by while they were talking and he felt alone again. He pointed his staff down the mountain path and continued on, stumbling over stones occasionally and straining for cues that he was staying on the path and nearing the ship. The path got steeper and started zig-zagging across the side of the mountain. Dust from the path seemed thicker on this part of the trail—he could feel it coating his lungs and depositing a layer on his sweating skin and caking his damp trainers.

He slipped on some loose gravel at the bend of one zig-zags and sat down rather suddenly on the hillside, sliding down on his feet awkwardly as he tried to regain his balance. A rock had jabbed uncomfortably into his backside, and his wrist felt a bit tweaked from the sudden jolt as he landed. He managed to stand up again and brush off the dirt. Though he was a little shaky, he kept going.

He could hear the bells on the ship more easily now; he knew he was getting closer.

He wished he hadn’t been squeamish about asking Tony to lead him. Better than tumbling down a mountainside. He thought about Nio hus cherio kisa and wished he’d been able to bring the little snake with him.

#blind harry potter #harry potter #fanfiction hegemone

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I saw Scottish juleka on JustAnotherPerson’s blog and now I’m imagining Scottish Basilisk

Yes, like, do you know those Pokemon SwSh memes where the girl trainer is violently Scottish? That's Basilisk Bleu when she gets real fired up

#feral jocks au #ml feral jocks au #juleka couffaine #basilisk bleu

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idkmybffpotter · 4 years

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HP Fic Rec List

Yooooooooo. Ive finally gotten started on making a fic rec list (Im so bad at remembering to save the fics I love).

Here is the start of it! Warning: Most of these fics are epic length, 250k+words. Enjoy!!!

Ps. Please feel free to DM me to talk about any of these! Id love to hear your thoughts!

DRARRY

***Life Cycle Series by WIndseeker2305. https://archiveofourown.org/series/21657

1,402,781 words. #Creatures #Soulmates #Mpreg, #Abandoned in 3rd book

After a summer of torture with the Dursleys, Harry falls into a self induced magical coma. Draco-who holds a hidden torch for him-jumps in to help. There they meet and decide many things that could very well change the Wizarding World forever.

^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Literally my fav story ive ever read everrrr.

***Turn by Saras_Girl https://archiveofourown.org/works/879852/chapters/1692695

306,708 words #Alternate Reality

***Leo Inter Serpentes by Aeternum https://archiveofourown.org/series/53590

746,048 words #Complete Series Rewrite #Slytherin Harry

Just one conversation between two eleven year old boys goes slightly differently, and the world changes. Just how much will be different with Harry being sorted into Slytherin, and how much will stay the same?

***Saving Connor Series by Lightning on The Wave https://www.fanfiction.net/u/895946/Lightning-on-the-Wave

3,069,375 words

Harry's twin Connor is the Boy Who Lived, and Harry is devoted to protecting him by making himself look ordinary. But certain people won't let Harry stay in the shadows...

***Survival is a Talent by ShanaStoryteller https://archiveofourown.org/works/12006417/chapters/27167826

338,714+words #WIP #soulmates #POC

In the middle of their second year, Draco and Harry discover they're soulmates and do their best to keep it a secret from everyone. Their best isn't perfect.

***Freedom To Be by Quicksilvermaid https://archiveofourown.org/works/16052705/chapters/37477826

169, 550words #COMPLETE #BDSM

Harry Potter is the Boy Who Lived.12 years after the war, he's become the Boy Who Lived For Everyone Else. He has the perfect wife. The perfect house. The perfect job. The perfect friends.Only nothing feels perfect.Until one day he stumbles across a club called Release and begins a journey of self-discovery that takes him to a very different place.

***Brother to Basilisks by Lomonaaeren https://archiveofourown.org/works/2435531/chapters/5393471

595,688+ words AU of PoA. Harry wakes in the night to a voice calling him from somewhere in the castle—and when he follows it, everything changes

***Reparations by Saras_Girl https://archiveofourown.org/works/879599/chapters/1692075

87,376 words #Healer Harry

Harry is about to discover that the steepest learning curve comes after Healer training, and that second chances can be found in unexpected places.

***Secrets by Vorabiza https://archiveofourown.org/works/8184311/chapters/18751001

395,365 words Beginning with Draco's unexpected arrival at the Dursleys, Harry's summer after sixth year becomes filled with activity and many secrets. As his summer progresses, Harry generates several unexpected allies as he finds himself actively becoming the leader of the Light side.

***Being a Veelas Mate by Chereche https://archiveofourown.org/works/7524595/chapters/17103607

399,867words Draco comes into his veela nature early when his mate's life is in danger. Will their unique bond be enough to finally bring peace to the wizarding world?

***All Life is Your to Miss by Saras_Girl https://archiveofourown.org/works/825875/chapters/1568057

114,741words #Professor Harry

Professor Malfoy's world is contained, controlled, and as solitary as he can make it, but when an act of petty revenge goes horribly awry, he and his trusty six-legged friend are thrown into Hogwarts life at the deep end and must learn to live, love and let go.

***Twist of Fate by Oakstone730 https://archiveofourown.org/works/473335/chapters/819506

302,209 words Draco asks Harry to help him beat the Imperius curse during 4th year. The lessons turn into more than either expected. A story of redemption and forgiveness

HINNY

***A Second Chance by Breanie https://archiveofourown.org/works/16237082/chapters/37957664

1,714,567 words #WIP

What if Sirius didn't spent twelve years in prison, but was given a trial after four years? Follow the story of Sirius Black as he learns what it means to be a father/brother/guardian to his young godson & the story of Harry Potter, a young boy with a loving home who learns about the Marauders from the two men who should have raised him. M for later. Eventual Hinny.

JEDDY

***Couldn’t Get Better They Say by JadePresley https://archiveofourown.org/works/14119629/chapters/32535660

78,611 words #NoMagic #TextingFic

A boy texts the wrong number late one night. Another boy replies. Chaos ensues. Or, The one where James is too caught up in his career to be the person he wants to be, Teddy drinks too much to avoid his past, Albus wears terrible hats, Lily is a badass, and Gavin is the star of the show.

***Chances by TheProdigyPenguin https://archiveofourown.org/works/21166652/chapters/50379941

78,761words #COMPLETE

Teddy has lived in France with his grandmother for his entire life, living unaware of his past or the significance of his parent's lives, cut short at the end of the war. He lives blissfully ignorant of the life he was meant to have in England, until his grandmother dies shortly after his twenty-seventh birthday, and the discovery of letters written by an estranged godfather he never knew he had leads him back to his families home, searching for answers but in the end finding more than he'd ever expected or hoped.

SCORBUS

***Its Tea Time by Ellizablue https://archiveofourown.org/series/538465

872,002+ #WIP #Trilogy

SEVERITUS

***Blood by Lord of Chaos https://archiveofourown.org/works/3089927/chapters/6696266

466,835words Harry's sent reeling when he learns that Professor Snape is his bio dad, and if that were all he had to deal with, he'd probably be all right, but he's got werewolves, escaped convicts, a stubborn Dark Lord, and his own inner demons to deal with. Starts third year. Rating mostly for violence. Story deals with mental health, bigotry and child abuse.

***Digging for bones by paganaidd https://archiveofourown.org/works/598019/chapters/1078847

203,178 words

Rather than allowing Harry to stay at Diagon Alley after he blew up Aunt Marge, the Ministry sends Harry back to the Dursleys. Harry returns to school after a terrible summer, to find that he's not the only one with this kind of secret. A student has been killed by his family. New screening measures are put into place by the Ministry: Every student must be given a medical exam and interview to look for child abuse. With Dumbledore facing an inquiry, Snape is entrusted with the task of making sure EVERYONE receives one.

***Broken Mind Series by SensiblyTainted https://archiveofourown.org/works/8873683/chapters/20344381

864,245 words #Mental Health Issues #Multiple Personaity Disorder #Abuse

Harry Potter watched his mother die when he was fifteen months old, a piece of Voldemort's soul invaded his own, Vernon abused him, Petunia tore him to shreds with her hateful words, and Lockhart molested him throughout Second-year. After all that trauma, is it any wonder Harry created multiple personalities to deal with it all? In Harry's third year, Severus Snape decides to do something about it. He gives Harry therapy in secret, and this opens Harry up to a friendship with Neville Longbottom, another victim of Lockhart's perversions, and Draco Malfoy who can understand Harry's Slytherin alter better than anyone else.

***A Year Like None Other by aspeninthesunlight https://archiveofourown.org/works/742072/chapters/1382061

789,589 words

A letter from home? A letter from family? Well, Harry Potter knows he has neither, but all the same, it starts with a letter from Surrey. Whatever the Durleys have to say, it can't be anything good, so Harry's determined to ignore it. But then, his evil schoolmate rival spots the letter and his slimy excuse for a teacher intercepts it and forces him to read it. And that sends Harry down a path he'd never have walked on his own.

SNARRY

***Gift of Kindness by Hippocrates460 https://archiveofourown.org/works/14656377/chapters/33859731

105,872words #COMPLETE #soulmates #courting rituals

When Harry arrives at Hogwarts, everything is overwhelming. Luckily he makes some friends, Hagrid who took him to Diagon Alley, Ron who he met on the train, and Severus, who explains why they have to pretend to hate each other. This story spans 7 years, during which Severus and Harry get to know each other and find understanding.

TOMARRY

***Descent into Darkness by Athey https://www.wattpad.com/story/179650625-harry-potter-and-the-descent-into-darkness

https://www.wattpad.com/684682449-harry-potter-and-the-breeding-darkness-prologue

It's Harry's 4th year at Hogwarts and his name has just come out of the Goblet of Fire. Everyone has abandoned him and he feels utterly alone. Through an accident Harry and the piece of Voldemort's soul that resides inside him begin to interact and Harry slowly begins to change. He becomes stronger and more aware, and slowly grows aware of a more sinister course of events that has perpetuated his entire life.

WOLFSTAR

***Sweater weather by lumosinlove

74,493words+ #WIP #NoMagicAU Remus works for the Gryffindor Lions as a physical trainer, and has been half in love with Sirius Black, the Lions' heartthrob captain, for a while now, but he never expected Sirius to return the feelings. Read if you like cute nicknames, slow burn, and pining. Yep. That's it.

***Soltnse by lumosinlove https://archiveofourown.org/works/17186087/chapters/40408559

61,997 words #COMPLETE #NoMagicAU Sirius, a young Russian billionaire hires Remus, who is working part time as a call boy to make ends meet. Things happen, feelings occur

***Text Talk by merlywhirls https://archiveofourown.org/works/1651109/chapters/3501239

141,250 words #NoMagicAU

Sirius is in boarding school, Remus is in hospital, and they don't know each other until Sirius texts the wrong number.

***Casting Moonshadows by moonsign https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3378356/1/Casting-Moonshadows

393,500 words #WIP #ANGST

Lonely and outcast by his classmates, Remus wishes on a moonshadow for a friend who understands him. To his amazement his wish is not only answered once, but three times by his former enemies, the Marauders.

***Of Leaves and Stars by irrationalmoony, lady amina https://archiveofourown.org/works/6535114/chapters/14950924

266,476words #Texting Fic #WIP

Almost a year out of Hogwarts, Lily finally manages to convince Sirius and James to get more acquainted with muggle technology and buy phones. Sirius, of course, texts the wrong number.

RANDOM PAIRINGS

Harry/Sirius/Remus:

***To See The Human Soul Take Wing by Maeglin Yedi 227,394 words

https://archiveofourown.org/works/1007970/chapters/1999281

#Werewolf Harry #Friendly Vampires This is actually the 3rd

book in the series, but it can be read as a standalone.

Harry's final year at Hogwarts is filled with secrets, old enemies and new threats. Unable to share his current life with his friends, Harry has to put his faith in the unlikeliest of allies to find a way to defeat Voldemort while his love for Sirius and Remus is repeatedly put to the test.

Hermione/Sirius

***Debt of Time by Shayalonnie

https://archiveofourown.org/series/760443

715,940 words #COMPLETE #Time Travel

When Hermione finds a way to bring Sirius back from the veil, her actions change the rest of the war. Little does she know her spell restoring him to life provokes magic she doesn't understand and sets her on a path that ends with a Time-Turner.

Severus Snape/OMC

*** Of A Linear Circle by flamethrower

https://archiveofourown.org/series/755028

1,428,885words #WIP #Long Series #Time Travel

In September of 1971, Severus Snape finds a forgotten portrait of the Slytherin family in a dark corner of the Slytherin Common Room. At the time, he has no idea that talking portrait will affect the rest of his life.

Harry/Theo/Charlie/OMCs

***There Be Dragons Harry by Scioneeris

https://archiveofourown.org/works/485605/chapters/845701

919,721words #WIP #Creature Inheritance

Harem!Fic Harry inherits a creature "thing" from both sides of his parents and somehow that leads to weird sleeping habits, conversations with Theodore Nott and finding himself caught up in a world of Dragons, elemental powers and new creatures he's never heard of before. Dragons? Mates? Very AU. Contains all kinds of slash.

Scorpius/Rose

***Ignite by Slide (JustSlide)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/6470272/chapters/14810293

191,497 words

A mysterious illness leaving a handful of uninfected. A school in quarantine, isolated from the outside world. Danger on all sides, striking seemingly at random. And, at the heart of it all, Scorpius Malfoy, the only man to believe this is a part of a wider, dangerous plot

***Raindrops on Roses by backinyourbox

https://archiveofourown.org/works/373224/chapters/608435

301,383 words

Beginning immediately after the Epilogue, this story follows Scorpius, Rose and Albus through their Hogwarts years and beyond. Childish fears and desires soon turn to more serious dilemmas as some members of the Ravenclaw trio are forced to grow up too soon. Albus wants to be remembered for being something other than Harry Potter's son. Scorpius knows his father expects him to follow in his footsteps, but how long can he keep his friends, his music and his OWL in Muggle Studies a secret? And Rose has yet to decide what she wants...

Harry Potter/George Weasley Looking Beyond by Shini_amaryllis

https://archiveofourown.org/works/3178778/chapters/6905645

674,719 #COMPLETE #FEM!Harry

The first thing everyone noticed about Hope Potter was that she may have had her mother's face, but she had her father's penchant for causing trouble or somehow finding it. It only made sense that she would fall for a prankster, and it only made sense that danger was attracted to her very scent. Somehow, she was going to prove she was more than just the Girl-Who-Lived

Harry Potter/Avengers Crossover

https://archiveofourown.org/works/1369690/chapters/2902480

324570 #Loki is Harrys Dad #Just Read it I promise its great

In the several millennia he had existed Loki Odinson, Norse God of Mischief and Lies, had been many things, he had been a liar, a warrior, and a trickster, just to name a few, but never before, in his thousands of years of existence had he been a loving father, but all it took was a single glance at the perfect little creature before him and he knew, he was gone.

#Harry Potter #fanfiction #drarry #scorbus #jeddy #snarry #severitus #hinny #Marauders #wolfstar #cursed child #tomarry

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Info Dump: Team Vitality’s Purpose, Grunts, Admins, and Spectre

tw; death mention, pokemon death mention, declining mental health.

Team Vitality is an organization created by a mysterious figure calling himself “Spectre.” It is a group spread through multiple regions, but is most prominent within Galar, Kalos, and Unova. To the civilians and leagues of every region, Team Vitality is a simple group. They run hospice buildings for both people and pokemon throughout the regions, taking the hard part of caring for the dying off the shoulders of their loved ones. They take care of funeral arrangements, and even provide grief counseling! However the team’s, and Spectre’s intentions are darker than most realize.

Team Vitality’s “true” goal is the conservation of pokemon and the ecosystem around them, with the eradication of all human life. They plan to accomplish this goal with the Pokemon of Life and Death, Xerneas and Yveltal. Xerneas will grant pokemon eternal life, while Yveltal will power the Ultimate weapon, thought to be long lost in the ruins of Geosenge.

The weapon is being rebuilt, and moved closer to Galar within range of the Dynamax energy with the hope Dynamax energy might increase the Weapon’s power tenfold.

Team Vitality are often dressed very simply, depending on a members position. However each grunt’s outfit does have some kind of piece of traditional mourning wear depending upon the region. For example, veils for Kalos, mourning lockets for Galar, etc.

The grunts are all very outwardly friendly and understanding. They were all hand selected by Spectre for their previous experiences with pokemon, and the world itself. Most see Spectre as their “savior”, and that their leader pulled them from a darker part of their life and gave them a purpose again.

The pokemon typings seen mostly used by Team Vitality are Ghost and Fairy types. Though grunts do not often battle other trainers, their pokemon can be seen as little helpers around the hospices. Though to those with an observant eye, this could be a nod to the leader’s true preferred typings. However, as their plans progress and Team Vitality grows to be more sinister, the typing changes to a reflection of the typings used by Spectre. Dark and Dragon typings.

Alongside Spectre are four admins. Admin Kelpie, Admin Piper , Admin Selkie, and Admin Basilisk. Each named after either different mythical creatures, or in Piper’s case, a folk tale, in UK mythos.

Battle themes for the Admins, minus Piper, would be something similar to this

Now for some quick tidbits about the admins!

Admin Kelpie was the first one to be recruited by Spectre, and is Spectre’s second in command. He is extremely devoted to Spectre, both in the false front of Team Vitality, and in Spectre’s actual goals. Kelpie also has some romantic feelings towards Spectre that he has not addressed and does not plan to address.

Kelpie was born and raised within Kalos, specifically in Geosenge. He was out of town visiting Lumiose City at the time the Ultimate Weapon went off. His entire family, and partner pokemon were killed when the weapon went off along with the rest of his town. Kelpie stayed in Lumiose City, a shell of who he had been until he met Spectre. Spectre treated him with kindness, and gave him hopes of a better world before ultimately asking Kelpie to form Team Vitality with him.

Despite Kelpie refusing to own up to his feelings, for knowing they are not returned, and to remain professional, he still refers to Spectre as “Mon coeur” as an affectionate nickname and when he is trying to talk his leader down. Overall Kelpie is a voice of reason for Spectre.

Kelpie is the only admin who knows of Spectre’s personal vendetta against Galar.

Admin Piper was the second recruit, from Galar themselves, and is in charge of heading all of the hospices opened across every region. They are also in charge of recruitment! They are an extremely friendly person, able to easily manipulate others with their wit and charm. It was part of Spectre’s reason for recruiting them. However behind that smile lies a truly malicious soul. Piper joined Spectre for one purpose, to see a boring world burn.

Even Spectre is succumb to Piper’s manipulative nature and lies, having been fed some sob story about how a past evil team took away Piper’s pokemon, family, etc. While Kelpie is a calming force to Spectre’s storm, Piper is a trigger of sorts. They drive Spirit further and further towards his goals, always reminding him it is too late to go back.

Piper would have an entirely different battle theme compared to the rest of the admins, being something similar in tone to this

Piper is 100% disloyal to Spectre and will betray him at the drop of a hat should the man even consider going back down the path of redemption. For now they are along for the ride, and ready to burn out with the rest of the world once they’ve had their fun.

Admin’s Selkie and Basilisk are a duo. Twins from Unova. They witnessed both the events of BW and BW2, born and raised in Opelucid City. While never being members of Team Plasma, they were both persuaded by Ghetsis’ speeches of the pain pokemon go through with their trainers, and both released their starter pokemon before even beginning their journeys. The events of BW2 only solidified their beliefs that trainers were cruel, after the very man who inspired them turned out to be nothing more than a villain himself.

Spectre recruited these two when first scouting Unova as a potential location for Team Vitality. He fed them a classic speech, of how pokemon were being hurt all over the world by selfish people, how even their homes and environments were being destroyed. He begged for their help to put an end to this senselessness. It took longer to convince the two to take up pokemon training given how adamantly they were against it. But given Spectre’s final goals, a few years of using pokemon to help grant them eternal life? Didn’t sound so bad.

Selkie and Basilisk don’t play a part in the hospices run by Team Vitality. Alongside Spectre, and handful of grunts are responsible for the more criminal aspects Team Vitality keep hidden. They are the hands behind furthering their true goals.

Selkie and Basilisk are both extremely smart, not only discovering where to find Xerneas after the events in Kalos. They discovered how the awaken the legendary from the Tree of Life as well.

Now finally, for Spectre, aka Spirit (surprising no one reading this post).

Now Spirit’s goals as Spectre definitely do not make sense. After all, isn’t wiping out all of humanity a little…extreme for someone whose goal is supposed to be the conservation of life? Or even that pokemon will also surely be killed in his insane plans! The answer is yes, his goals don’t make sense!

Because even Spirit doesn’t understand what he’s doing anymore. He definitely created Team Vitality for malicious intent, that goal was always there since he left Galar. But initially it was only meant for Galar. However as Spirit traveled through different regions, he felt his hatred growing for not just Galar, but for the world around him.

His goals are, in truth, unabashedly selfish, the world has treated him cruelly therefore everyone is cruel. He wants to die, so he will take the whole world with him when he goes. This entire verse is an extremely bad timeline for Spirit. No real moral support, unable to cope with and deal with his own problems. Spirit sees the path he’s creating for himself, but is adamantly against change because he’s tried in the past. He’s tried to change before, to become a better more open person, and he felt he only grew worse.

Galar proved they didn’t want him no matter who he was anyway. One event happened, one thing no one, not even him, understood, and he was the villain. He’ll stay the villain they so desperately want to see. He doesn’t care anymore, and he “doesn’t care who has to go down with him in the end.”

Its safe to say that Spirit/Spectre is absolutely on the verge of a full mental breakdown. Its something that’s been building for years, getting closer and closer with every plan that goes right, and every plan that goes wrong. Honestly, its unknown how Spirit managed to appeal to Xerneas, enough to actually catch the legendary pokemon.

This breakdown will absolutely come to fruition when he’s finally stopped in his plans. When he realizes everything he’s done to people, to pokemon, to himself. It’s going to be ugly, its going to be bad, and its going to make him eventually see the light once more even if it will not make up for his crimes. But that is in the future.

Spirit has taken great lengths to disguise his true identity. He left behind his old pokemon team for starters, so that no one could peg him on any of his signature members.

He has completely covered every physical feature. He wears a full body outfit, including gloves, and a helmet so that no identifiable feature of him can be seen. He claims to be wearing this outfit to cover and hide severe burn scars. He also speaks solely through a text to speech device so that no one will recognize his voice, or the galarian accent. He claims his vocal cords were destroyed by smoke inhalation.

Acting as Spectre, most of Team Vitality only know the backstory he gave them. He claims to come from Kalos, as the sole survivor of Geosenge. He was badly injured in the explosion of the ultimate weapon, but survived due to “Xerneas blessing” as he puts it, and that since that time he and Kelpie have sought to protect pokemon from human selfishnes. No one but Kelpie knows more than this, Spectre’s true identity, and his appearance under the mask.

Spirit purposefully chose to train and use pokemon that he would have never considered while acting as Champion in Galar. More importantly, there are no shinies on this new team, as he believes even the act of using another shiny pokemon would make him seem suspicious.

Team Vitality is closer to this goal than others know, for they are already rebuilding the ultimate weapon, and their leader, Spectre, already has Xerneas on his side. It is only a matter of time before the world is forced to pay.

#{{in the hall of the fairy king;; about}}#{{v;; reading the vital signs}}#{{wolf in wooloo's clothing;; piper}}#{{a given purpose;; kelpie}}#{{brains and brawn;; selkie and basilisk}}

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iamnotadamnedmonkey · 5 years

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Let’s take a moment to talk about disability in fantasy.

I know, I know, not my usual wheelhouse, but I feel like it needs to be discussed.

It’s easy, when writing fantasy, to indulge in wish fulfilment. To say that there are no disabilities because magic has gotten rid of them all. Someone waved a magic wand, and everyone is perfect!

The problem with this is it prevents real life people from relating to the content. They can’t see themselves in this amazing new world, because they still have their disabilities. It can be rather distressing to see yourself, as you are, wiped from the world, again and again. It makes it feel like you are unwanted, as you are.

And, not just that, but it’s damned boring! Think about all the wonderful things you have in fantasy, and how they could help people out. And not with ‘fixing’ a person, but by working with their disabilities.

-Person is in a wheelchair? We’ve got flying brooms, why not a small flying carpet, help them navigate those twisting stairs of a weird castle much easier.

-Can’t hear? Some form of magical hearing aid strapped to their head, that shows anything it hears as a script for their eyes only.

-Can’t see? Seeing eye dragons, chupacabra, or basilisks! Along those lines, a blind person would be the perfect trainer for animals with magical attacks that require eye contact, wouldn’t they?

-Someone has ADD? Well, remember the rememberall from Harry Potter? Imagine one of those, but useful, reminding the user of the train of thought they were on.

-Mental health issues? Imagine a therapist with access to magic, able to draw forth the aspects of your personality, and talk to them individually, or as a group session, in order to help them work better with yourself.

And it goes on and on and on! For every disability, there is something cool you can do, that includes people with those disabilities, AND helps with your world building.

So, don’t be that author who says that there are no disabilities in your world, because magic would fix anything non-magical. It’s a cop out, and insulting to people who have to deal with these problems in the real world.

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blahblahblippyblah · 4 years

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The Magic of Dust

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The story of the Marauders as they go through all 7 years at Hogwarts. However this take place in a universe where your soul manifests as a daemon. Which is a magical animal that is apart of you and cannot be separated from you.

For those who did not read His Dark Materials, daemons can transform between different animal representations when you are young, but will eventually find a final form when you grow up.

Daemons usually express what you are feeling deep down and are extensions of the people they are tied to.

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Sirius

“MOOOOOTHEEERRRRRR SIRIUS IS DOING IT AGAIN!”

Sirius heard his brother Regulus yell as he ran down the stairs towards the day room to fetch mother. Tattle tale he thought to himself.

“Hurry up before she comes, at least if you’re at the bottom you can deny it” Puddles his daemon said slithering from his arm to the banister. Puddles was currently a King Snake and his red band stood out in great contrast to the dusty green and dark black wood that made up the dingy dark stairwell of the Nobel and Most Ancient house of Black.

“Ok” Sirius said and he swung his leg up over the handrail and took a deep breath. He looked down the 5 stories of twisting staircases, It looked higher when he was perched on the edge. He steadied himself and then pushed off sliding down in circles as the staircase twisted magically to keep him from turning too sharp and flying off at one of the landings. Puddles slithered down the banister after him laughing as he went. He managed to pick up more sped then he anticipated and by the time he got to the last floor he couldn’t stop himself.

“SLOW DOWN!” Puddles yelled turning into a small fish crow to fly down after him faster.

Too late Sirius thought before he flew of the end and rolled into the hallway scraping his back across the carpet. Sirius then collapsed sprawled out on the floor. Man, that was a rush, totally worth the bruise. Puddles landed ontop of his chest and instantly turned into a fluffy back dog tail wagging furiously.

“That was awesome. Why don’t we do that to come downstairs everyday?” Puddles said.

Sirius was about to reply exactly why they didn’t when he heard the unmistakable sound of clacking heels heading towards them. The person who was the exact reason he didn’t do it every morning. Sirius jumped up quickly trying to look nonchalant and bent down to pick up Puddles who on que turned back into a King Snake and slithered up his sleeve just in time for Regulus and his mother to turn the corner.

“Hello Mother. I was… ummm… Just headed upstairs to change for supper” Sirius said trying to control his breathing so it wouldn’t sound like he was panting.

“Where is Pudicitiam?” His mother demanded. Pudicitiam was the name his parents had given his daemon when he first appeared when Sirius was 4 and a half. Pudicitiam meant ‘Pure’, something his parents had chosen because of a the Black family motto ‘Toujours Pur’. Sirius hated the name and the motto. He didn’t fall for the nonsense that pureblood were superior like he was constantly told. He also didn’t appreciate the Black family tradition of parents naming both their children and their daemons. As far as he knew that tradition was pure Black.

Walburga regarded him up and down. She was a tall thin women with a thick dark dress that stretched to the floor with long sleeves and a turtleneck that went all the way up to her chin. Her dark hair was pulled back tight into a high bun. Her presence was haunting and intimidating. It was also exasperated by the King Cobra daemon that slithered up beside her and hissed at him in displeasure. Sirius held out his arm and Puddles slithered out slowly keeping cautious eyes on Insignus, his mother’s Cobra. Having not caught him in the act she didn’t seem to have much to yell at him about.

Snakes were commonly the daemons of pure blood families. That tradition was common across Europe. Sirius was told ever since his daemon appeared that snake daemons signified superiority, intelligence and power. The greatest wizards of all time, Salazar Slytherin, Merlin, Grindelwald, The Minister for Magic, and anyone who was of any importance all had snake daemons. Stories even said Salazar Slytherins’ daemon was a Basilisk the most powerful snake of all. So from a very young age his parents made sure his daemon stayed as a snake, because a Black heir with anything but a snake for a daemon would be disgraceful.

Unfortunately Puddles hated staying as a snake, and whenever he was alone Puddle would usually transform into a small shaggy black dog. A few times when he got upset or angry Puddles would change without notice and his mother would get angry and usually punish him, especially is company was around.

“Very well, go wash up and put on some nicer clothes. Uncle Cygnus and the girls are coming for dinner to celebrate you going off to school tomorrow.”

And with that dismissal Sirius quickly as he could without running scurried up the stairs.

He didn’t notice until he got to the second landing that Regulus was following him into his room.

Sirius let him in, closed the door then turned on him.

“Why do you always have to run to mother?”

“You could have hurt yourself” Regulus said crossing his arms in anger. Sirius saw Nobella Regulus’ Smooth greens snake daemon poke his head out of Regulus’ collar tongue out sensing the air. She then whispered something in his ear and Regulus made a scrunched face.

“I’m sorry, I’m just upset you are leaving tomorrow, and I’m going to be all alone” Regulus said with a bit of a whine.

Sirius rolled his eyes.

“You won’t be alone. I’ll write to you everyday. And then next year you’ll be coming with me.”

Regulus looked at his feet but stayed quiet as if he had no retort.

“Come on, you can wear my favorite velvet robes to dinner. I’ll ever tie your tie” Sirius said reaching out to pull Regulus to his closet to try and cheer him up. As much as Regulus annoyed him he couldn’t stand to see his baby brother upset.

He would miss Regulus but he was too excited to go to Hogwarts to saying much else. He instead spent the rest of the night playing pranks on Bella and Cissy to keep Regulus smiling. Hopefully that would make up for it.

James

“James stop bouncing like that”

James’ mother scolded him as he stared up in awe at the glistening maroon train in front of him spilling steam onto the platform. Students and parents were running around greeting one another, pulling trunks onto the train and hugging their parent’s goodbye. Beside him Bahaadur was impatiently stepping in spot like he couldn’t wait to get on the train. James reached down and patted his back to calm him. His golden fur was soft to the touch. Today Bahaadur was a lion, and although he didn’t have a mane James thought he looked impressive non the less. He was proud of his daemon, when he was close and excited it made him feel 10 times more confident.

His mom knelt down in front of him. “Did you pack your extra jumper?”

“Yes”

“Your extra trainers?”

“Yes”

“Your extra set of quills and ink?”

“ummmmm… maybe” James said with an innocent smile.

His mom tutted at him.

“Don’t worry we’ll send them along in the mail” She said pulling him into a hug.

James blushed feeling embarrassed but hugged her back. She smelled of spices and freshly made bread. Beside him Sahaanubhooti (or Hooti for short) his moms swan daemon place her head on Bahaadur’s back in a farewell. When they finally broke apart his father came up and clapped him on the shoulder.

“You make us proud son.” Then he bent down and hugged him too. Raksha his tiger daemon then took his turn nuzzling into Bahaadur in his own farewell. When he stood up he said “The house is going to be so quiet with you gone.”

His mother laughed at that. “The elves will be bored with all the idle time.”

The train whistle blew, and the crowd stated forward.

“Oh you better hurry or you’ll miss the train” His father said guiding him forward.

James got onto the train and his father levitated his trunk in after him.

“Make sure to write at least once a week” His mother called waving.

“And stay out of trouble.” His father called.

And with that the train pulled out of the station. And the last view James had of his parents was them waving to him on the steamy platform.

Now by himself in the busy train hallway James was feeling a little worried. He had never been apart from his parents for more than 24 hours and now he was on his own. Bahaadur was now in his young stag form and his legs wobbled a little, which to James showed he too was worried. Bahaadur leaned against his leg either to comfort him or to comfort himself. Either way James appreciated the gesture.

James looked down at Bahaadur and Bahaadur looked up at him and together they said “ Maybe we should find some first years to share a trolley with?”

Sirius

After Creature the Black family house elf came back from bringing his trunk on board Sirius ran onto the train as fast as he could. He heard his mom calling after him but Sirius was so close to freedom that he couldn’t hold himself back. The only thing he heard was his mother shouting that he should write home before the end of the week and to remember not to consort with halfbloods. He also heard his father say something along the lines of coming home for Christmas, but both things he promptly ignored. He took off down the train corridor away from the carriage he knew Creature left his stuff, the same carriage his cousins would soon be coming to sit in. Sirius didn’t want to be around when they got on or he might get stuck with them the whole train ride. He made it through 2 carriages before the train started moving, by the third it was full steam ahead and the crowd who were waving out the windows started to disperse. When he got to the 3 carriage he was full running through the halls dodging people. Puddles was running beside him now in his black dog form which he changed into once they were out of sight of any Black family members, jumping over trunks and weaving between legs to keep up with Sirius.

He was almost to the door to the last train car when he accidently lost his footing a bit and slammed into someone, sending them both tumbling.

“BLOODY HELL!” The person shouted as he collided with him.

“Shit, Sorry mate” Sirius said quickly getting back up and offering the stranger his hand to help him up.

The guy looked his age. He had dark brown skin and spiky messy black hair and round glasses on. The guy looked both confused and irritated but took his hand none the less and Sirius helped him up.

“Sorry” He said again. “I was just trying to get away from my cousins.”

“No problem” The boy said. “You a first year?”

“Ya, you?”

“Ya. I’m James, James Potter, and this is Bahaadur” He said gesturing to the young stag standing beside him.

Puddles walked up to Bahaadur and sniffed at him, apparently, he liked what he smelled because he lowered his front and began wagging his tail like he wanted to play. Puddle never took to anyone’s daemon so quick before, so Sirius took that as a good sign. Plus, he knew the name Potter. His mother said the Potters were blood traitors, but Sirius knew enough about the intensive pureblood family tree he was forced to memorize to know the Potters were still pure blooded. So technically he was still obeying his mother’s orders.

“I’m Sirius, Sirius Black.” Sirius said offering his hand out for a shake. “And this is ummm….”

Sirius was about to say Puddles, but knew that would sound stupid and thus make him look stupid. But he wasn’t about to call Puddles Pudicitiam either, since then he would look super stupid as well as a prat. Quickly he tried to think of a name.

“Uhh. This is Fidèlami”

“Cool. Umm if you’re a Black why is your daemon a dog?”

“Oh ummmmm” Sirius rubbed the back of his head. “I’m not really fond of snakes. Mother hates when ummm Fidèlami looks like this, but she isn’t here so…” Sirius trailed off unsure what to say.

“No problem. I hate snaked too” James said scrunching his nose. “Anyway let’s find a car no point hanging around in the hallway”

Sirius followed James back into the very last cart and they searched for an empty car. They were all full except the very last one which had 4 people inside with two spare seats left. The four people inside looked about their age so James and him decided to go in.

Remus

Remus was so nervous he could barely hear to train whistle blow from the platform. He only got on just in time when his mom let him go from a big long hug and his father quickly ran him to the train to get one just in time. Once alone Remus went straight to the very back compartment. He was hoping he could stay solitary so as to not run into anyone. He had never been around any wizards, or muggle, let alone anyone his age. His parents kept him at home not only to keep him safe and secret, but also for the safety of others.

Remus understood why they did it. He was dangerous. Remus was a werewolf, and if anyone found out he would be in big trouble. Not only could he hurt someone if he got loose on a full moon, but the ministry would also take him away from his family to love under more ‘secure’ conditions. Remus didn’t know what these conditions were, but he really didn’t want to find out. The only thing worse than being taken away to a more ‘secure’ place would be if he accidentally hurt someone during the full moon. Then he would be ‘put down’, at least that’s what the ministry called it. So, Remus made the decision to take his father’s advice and stay away from others, and not get too close to anyone. If someone figured out what he was they would tell someone, then he would be in a lot of trouble, and Professor Dumbledore would get into trouble as well.

Remus never thought he would be able to attend Hogwarts. And if it wasn’t for Dumbledore he wouldn’t. He remembered when Dumbledore came to his house to give him his letter. His parents were so scared, they were especially scared when they found out Dumbledore knew what he was. But it turned out Dumbledore didn’t care. He offered Remus a place in his school for magic and reassure both him and his parents Remus would be safe. He would have a safe place to transform, a hospital to spend his days in after transforming and a matron to help heal him. It seemed too good to be true, yet here he was on his way to school. Remus really didn’t want to mess this up.

He sat by himself with Ileuad with daemon in his lap, gently petting her as he read his copy of Hogwarts: A History. She was currently in her Cotton Tail Rabbit form, which she stayed in most of the time. Having her close and warm against him helped calm his nerves. Ileuad was usually a quiet daemon, but today she was eerily quiet. Remus though this probably had to do with the fact they were both very scared for what lied ahead. So to calm his nerves he pulled out a book and began to read occasionally reading out cool facts to her. She simply nodded and nuzzled in closer to his chest.

Unfortunately shortly after he settled in 3 people had joined the compartment. A small Red head with bright green eyes and a mourning dove daemon on her shoulder. A think long nosed kid with dark greasy hair and tattered robes just like Remus’ with a small brown bat daemon clinging to his collar, and a bring blonde chubby boy with pink cheeks and blue eyes with a. chubby racoon daemon. They quickly introduced themselves as Lily, Severus, and Peter, and their daemons, Curant, Potio, and Aspecta, before Remus smiled and went back to his reading. However, he noticed Ileuad secretly listening to their conversation seemingly curious as Remus continued reading.

'This is fine. They mind their business ill mind mine and it’ll be perfectly ok.' Remus thought.

He just got to a chapter on the founders when the compartment door slammed open. The boy named Peter jumped at the loud crash, but Severus and Lily continued on with their heated conversation. Remus glanced over his book and the two boys took their seats and introduced themselves to Peter. The boy beside him was named James and his deer daemon was named Bahaadur. James had Messy black hair, that he kept making more messy by running his hand through it, and a mischievous smile that looked like he was ready to set something to explode. The by who sat down beside Peter also had Black hair, but his was longer and well groomed, pulled back with a black silk ribbon. His eyes were also grey not brown like James’. His name was Sirius Black, and his furry black dog daemon was named Fidèlami or Fid for short apparently They both wore expensive looking robes that weren’t Hogwarts issued meaning they were both probably from rich wizarding families. Peter eagerly started talking with them. Remus went back to his book.

He finished the chapter on the brief history of the founders and started a chapter on the magical architecture of Hogwarts.

'The grand staircase of Hogwarts contains 52 sets of moving staircases which provide access to the 13 floors of the castle. 54 sets on Wednesdays, and 50 during lunar eclipses. It is unknown who initially charmed the staircases to move of their own free will, however many historical documents rumoured is was the founder Rowena Ravenclaw who initially magicked them to life. There is currently no way to determine the pattern in which the staircases may move'. Remus read.

He was however distracted when the boy beside him suddenly seemed to shout at the greasy big nosed boy .

“Why would you want to be in Slytherin. Who wants to be a dirty great snake”

The greasy hair boy turned slowly to face James, his face was blank but his eyes seemed to fill with hate.

Ileuda discreetly nudged him to look at James who’s daemon was now the form of a lion who was posed aggressively on the set next to him staring at Severus and his daemon who’s daemon had changed into a snake now slowly circling his upper arm hissing as Snape replied back in a cold tone.

“Let me guess. You think you’ll be a Gryfindor.”

“I don’t think I know. Only brave and daring people get into Gryfindor”

“Not to mention stupid and foolhardy” Severus said with a sneer.

James stood up so quickly Remus almost dropped his book to wrap his arms around Ileuda. But Sirius stood up too and put his hand on James’s chest.

“He’s not worth it. Plus if yu hit him your fist would just get covered in grease” Sirius said pushing James back a little. But Remus noticed that although Sirius’ voice was talking James down his Daemon’s hair was standing on end and he was growling and baring his teeth at Severus.

“Leave Severus alone you prats” The girl named Lily said standing up.

“Oooooh getting your girlfriend to defend you Snivellous” Sirius taunted.

Lilt ignored this and grabbed Severus’ hand. “Come on, let’s find another compartment. Maybe one with better smelling people in it” And she pulled Severus out of the compartment after her.

Once gone both James and Sirius sat back down. James huffed out seemingly irritated and Sirius laughed a bit like a mad man. Soon the car fell silent again.

After a few second Peter broke the silence.

“So we know what house James want to get into. What about you Sirius?”

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art-g0blin-draws · 4 years

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Age: 19

Favored types: Steel, Dragon, Fairy

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Dove is an energetic person with a fiery personality, firm in her beliefs, always willing to stand behind what's right. Serving as a self-proclaimed "knight of pokemon", she often takes in pokemon rescues, offering them a home, caring for them, and transforming them Into formidable opponents for challengers.

A rambunctious trainer, who in her beginning years as a trainer tended to act without thinking. Gifted with a shiny charmander at the age of eleven by her father, the fire-type gym leader Kabu, dove served as a gym trainer for 2 years in her fathers gym before setting out on her journey to become a self-proclaimed "knight of pokemon", against her father's wishes.

Although having great potential, she suffered from a large case of overconfidence. Specializing in fire types at the time, she breezed through the first gym, bolstering her confidence. However, the second gym proved to be much more difficult.

The true test, however, came when she went to face her father in the fire the gym.

Despite giving it her all, dove lost in spectacular fashion on her first attempt. The experience left her humbled; the match wasn't close, and kabu hadn't even utilized his gigantamax centiskorch.

The ordeal forced her to briefly reconsider her aspirations, before deciding that this would not be the end of her journey.

Drawing inspiration from the fantasy novels she had read, she began training other types of pokemon, chief among them at the time, a young squirtle she named galahad, who was unable to utilize special attacks. through an intense trip through the galar wilds with galahad and her charmander, cinder, she was able to unlock squirrel's potential, locking down a strategy revolving around shell smash that proved to turn galahad from a shy rescue pokemon into a hyper offensive sweeper.

With this newfound strategy, dove challenged her father a second time, and although the match was close, this time she met with success.

Having earned the her third badge, and her father's blessing, she continued onward in her journey to become a knight of pokemon.

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Throughout her journey, dove learned a great deal about many different pokemon, capturing any she didnt already have, and paying special attention to the steel, dragon, and fairy types that reminded her of the stories she would often read. Two years were spent traveling the galar region, taking wild pokemon and expanding her knowledge of battles and strategies.

Badge after badge was earned, and finally, she stood in the stadium that held the championship matches.

With her potential assumed unlocked, she pushed through to the final round, where stood waiting the current champion, leon.

While her battle instincts were fierce, she once again met with a monstrous defeat, though the sight of the two charizard locked together in mid-flight combat was a scene to behold.

Dove was devastated. Briefly. Leon approached her after their match, with an offer to meet his former master, at a place called the isle of armer.

It was there that dove would complete the next step of her journey.

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Once at the island, dove made her way to the dojo, where she met with mustard, a former league champion, and owner of the entire island.

The training was fierce, and though she found a new ally in kubfu, the ordeals were no less grueling.

Dove spent four years on the island, honing her fighting instinct and trainer's mind, deepening her bond with many of her pokemon, as well as kubfu.

Only once she had mastered her craft did she challenge sensei mustard to a battle in earnest. And though the two appeared evenly matched, it was dove's unorthodox strategies that won the day, her dark-type usrhifu landing the final blow on her opponents defending water-type urshifu.

Exhausted, but having a reinvigorated love for the sport of pokemon battles, dove remained at the dojo for a week or two more, going over the basics and recuperating, before deciding to head back out to the galar championships once again.

This time, the challenges were different. It wasn't that her opponents were any weaker, but she and her team were so much more in sync, it felt as if they could read each others minds. Dove had often found herself mimicking her pokemon's movements on the field, but now it seemed as if their lock-step dances were commands in and of themselves.

Finally, it came time for her rematch against leon, and this time, the battle was much more evenly matched.

The battle came to ahead when once again the charizard pair faced off. However, dove had surprised everyone by removing the gigantamax potential from her own charizard.

Though Leon's was much more intimidating with his gigantamaxed behemoth, it was dove's own dynamaxed charizard that eventually stole the show in a short-lived but intense burst of passion and determination.

Utilizing her knowledge of the max flare, dove forced the sun to shine ever brighter, kicking her charizard's "solar power" into high gear. Combining that with a life orb, dove unleashed a short but absolutely ruthless onslaught of fire upon her opponent. And although leon's managed to defend, eventually the attack proved too much, and the opponents charizard fell, a large explosion signaling the fall of a dyanamaxed pokemon ringing through the stadium.

The stadium went stark silent. Not a sound was made until the judge declared dove the winner.

Leon walked up to her silently, and then, looking to dove with the widest grin on his face, held her hand into the air for the whole stadium to see. All at once, the crowd erupted into cheers and whistles, and dove almost succumbed to a panic attack due to the influx of emotions.

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As current champion of the galar region, dove has made several significant changes to the league. Her largest change is holding exhibition matches with other champions from other regions near and far.

Eager to expand her own knowledge, she seeks to fight ever stronger trainers.

She is a firm believer that she can change the world for the better, and will do everything in her power as champion to make sure that the lives of both people and pokemon are elevated.

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Dove is an avid reader of midievil fantasy novels, and while team roster is always shifting, elements of her affinity for these books always seem to leak into her team somehow. A fairy, steel, or dragon type can always be expected in her roster, and her starter, a shiny charizard named Cinder, os almost ALWAYS sure to be on her team.

Other common pokemon appearances include:

Gardevoir (zelda)

Corviknight (segfried)

Aegislash (excalibur)

Gothitelle (hilda)

Hatterene (blair)

Escavalier (lancelot)

Blastoise (galahad)

Venusaur (snakevine)

Gyarados (wrath)

Steelix (ironwill)

Hydreigon (basilisk)

Dracovish (jaws)

Noivern (smaug)

Haxorus (axe)

Zekrom (zeus)

Galarian weezing (toppomhat)

Sylveon (siren)

Whimsicott (cottonball)

Rhyperior (rampage)

Druddigon (thorn)

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Spent an hour writing this short story. Spent 2 hours on the body and outfit. SPENT THREE FRIGGIN HOURS TRYING TO GET THE HAIR RIGHT.

Newfound respect for people who make drawing curly hair look easy, cuz goddamn that shit's hard.

Ah well. At the end of the day I'm super happy with the final product.

So happy in fact that I'm getting a 16" × 20" print of it and am putting it in my house because I did a good job, and you should always appreciate your own work.

I hope you guys enjoy the picture, and if you read my little head-canon, I hope you enjoyed that too!

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eldunea · 4 years

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POKÉMON PROFILES: TAVO.

species: talonflame cockatrice. ability: gale wings. primary moves: brave bird, flare blitz, roost, double team, dragon dance. secondary moves: acrobatics, will-o-wisp, tailwind, façade, defog, dragon claw, protect. length of time spent with lotor: 6 years (since age 10). other notes: can breed with the dragon egg group as well as the flying one.

HISTORY.

they say never to breed a bird with a dragon. or, if you do, never let a dragon incubate it. well, some fuckwit thought that both of those things were good ideas. and thus, tavo was born.

his breeder paid the price for her transgression. when the five-day-old half-noivern hatchling opened his eyes for the first time, the woman was immediately turned to stone. this could have spelled freedom for the young chick--at least until some dumbass trainer scooped him up thinking he could use his power to win battles. but unfortunately for him, the freakshow that she promised him to remembered what she had offered, and they weren’t going to let a little thing like “the other party to the deal being dead” get in their way. sneaking up on him from behind, they managed to capture him and bring him to their traveling circus. they got the added bonus of several free statues during their attempt.

he was treated just as well as you might expect from an industry that uses whips and bullhooks on lions to “tame” them. he was put in blinders half the time, dragged from place to place in complete darkness and a too-cold cage, only allowed to see during performances and rehearsals when he was to showcase his deadly power. if he froze someone due to their own carelessness, he was mercilessly beaten as though it were his fault. one might think that he would be able to just freeze them all--but it is often the case with abuse that even the most powerful animals can be thrashed into helplessness. if that weren’t true, circus shows would never be able to feature dangerous animals at all.

he suffered for years until that one fateful day when lotor spotted the headline in the news: circus sued by dozens for turning audience members to stone. and as if that weren’t bad enough for his pokémon-loving heart, he also read in the article that they were considering killing the cockatrice. incensed, he immediately took tavo’s side. it wasn’t the bird’s fault that it was born with a deadly skill, and it wasn’t the bird’s fault that audience members were getting killed--it was the circus’ fault for being irresponsible enough to have such a creature in their shows! he decided he must immediately rescue this bird, as well as all the other animals in the circus’ possession. he raided their encampment, letting loose all except the talonflame cockatrice, which he captured. as an eleven-year-old boy he did not exactly think this through--wild hybrids tend to wreak havoc on ecosystems--but at least he had the forethought to realize that the cockatrice was the most dangerous pokémon in the collection, and he knew what was coming to it if the authorities had to deal with that.

at first, tavo hated him. he thought he was going to be just another one of those assholes who beat him into doing things he didn’t want to do. he particularly didn’t like the fact that lotor kept the blinders on whenever the two of them interacted because he didn’t want to get turned to stone. but the only reason why lotor kept him in captivity was because he knew that if tavo were released into the wild, he would be hunted and killed by the authorities. (sure, many of the other hybrids lotor set free faced this fate, but………eleven-year-old kid, everybody. even with genius intelligence, it would be impossible for him to get everything right.) tavo was the one that he knew for sure it would happen to, because a hybrid cockatrice would be considered too dangerous to be allowed to roam free and harm whoever they like. the bird grew to love and trust his new owner, allowing lotor to ride him as a mount--and eventually, to use him in battle.

ABILITIES & SPECIES TRAITS.

tavo fights blind in official tournaments and friendly matches, relying on his hearing and lotor’s instructions. using his stone-turning abilities in battle is illegal under international pokémon battling law, and he can still turn opponents to stone even if his eyes are semi-covered by their nictitating membrane. thus, lotor has to put blinders on him every time he enters him in a competition. lotor has been working on developing lenses for him that will allow him to look at others without turning them to stone, but he hasn’t managed to do that yet. in the meantime, though, tavo’s willingness to fight without his eyesight is a show of the complete and utter trust that he puts into his trainer.

like eel and basilisk pokémon, he has a pharyngeal jaw inside his beak--a second jaw that grips onto prey and helps to drag prey down his throat. also like basilisk pokémon, he is capable of speaking human language.

though he is not dragon-typed, his ability to use dragon dance and dragon claw come from his cockatrice nature.

i should draw him tbh but he has scales as well as feathers, and instead of a talonflame’s feathered tail he has a scaled, spiny, prehensile one.

pokémon such as blaziken and delibird are his natural enemies. while he won’t die if he hears a rooster crow, he does have a phobia of any chickenlike pokémon and they will have a massive advantage over him in a fight.

lotor, being the science-loving genius he is, figured out how tavo could use roost without having to land on the ground. roost only requires that the pokémon be nonmoving, and he figured out that if you don’t technically move yourself but are still falling through the air, that also counts as nonmoving. thus, tavo can use roost while free fall diving at the constant rate of gravitational acceleration, 9.8 m/s^2. lotor most often likes to have tavo use roost as he dives using brave bird, allowing him to fill up to 100% HP and get that gale wings move priority every fucking time. this gives tavo the extra bonus of being a wall and a physical striker at the same time: he has legitimately outstalled the likes of cofagrigus, umbreon and milotic with this strategy.

lotor has also effectively figured out how to use tailwind to raise attack as well as speed: he has his pokémon use momentum to enhance the power of their attacks.

PERSONALITY & PERSONAL TRAITS.

when lotor first met tavo, he was timid and submissive like a scared child. he didn’t do anything to contradict lotor’s orders even though he loathed being around a human. but as their relationship progressed, tavo became so angry that he could make the birds from angry birds look like pacifists. he was violent, often snapping with his beak and sending bursts of flame at lotor--he has scars from it as well.

tavo expected to be beaten for this. but lotor took this with a bit of amusement, telling him “it’s good that you have a fighting spirit.” this is what changed his opinion of his master, and so his true personality began to be revealed. far from the stereotype of the fiery fire-type, tavo is calm and stoic, never showing negative emotions or bending under pressure. under his abuse he used to be afraid of everything, but under his trainer’s care his true fearlessness was unmasked. he knows now not to be scared.

if only he knew how to properly express the feelings that he did have.

tavo has a dedicated relationship with narti, lotor’s basilisk serperior. cockatrices and basilisks get along famously so when lotor first got him, he introduced him to her so that he would have her comfort. narti had her eyes and tongue ripped out by humans so she couldn’t turn her abusers to stone or call for help, so she and tavo could also relate due to their stories of suffering at human hands. the two of them love each other very much. tbh initially, one of the main reasons he decided to stay with lotor was to be with narti.

#headcanon. || POKÉMON AU #pokémon. || TAVO #animal abuse*

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