* MOTHER / CREATOR

her cold, cold fingers leave a trace of silver frost on all she touches. — ur. canon divergent. adored by jana.

[fidelii]

❄   •   glyphtolde‌: clint

&&. @fidelii

     ❛ eh? ❜ he held out his arms, showing off as he did a small circle.  ❛ ehh?? ❜ a broad grin was slashed across his lips.  ❛ aren’t you proud of me, snow? look, there aren’t even any holes at the elbows && I’m barely wearing purple —— don’t I clean up nice? ❜

she applaud as she watched him turn, albeit . . . sarcastically.  ‘‘ i am  most impressed, clint, ’’ she said flatly before a grin broke her mask. ‘‘ you  do  clean up nicely, makes me wonder why you  don’t  do it more often. ’’

[lomasdope]

a relationship with a good flirt to roast ratio

[hiemaliis]

dearest february, the snow is melting and you wrap your arms around yourself as you  shiver,  longing for  warmth  you have  never  known. you are tired of being  brave,  so please return to the people who have never stopped thinking about you, who still love you, after everything.

fay hunter • personification of february • developed & written by jana

[fidelii]

kolenshieta.

UNTHINKINGLY sora’s hand went up to touch her hair. it was distinctive - she knew, but she also knew that if she cut it it’d only be more so. angel, as people remembered her, was short hair & feather clothes. she let herself wish that there weren’t many people who would remember her face. 

FOCUSING back on the girl, though, sora could sense the clear uncertainty. though it didn’t seem the child’s problem was trusting a stranger in the woods ( which really, she hoped wasn’t a common practice ) but she tried to soften her tone nonetheless. it’d been a while since she ever had to talk to a child directly. 

“I’m not sure what those are called either.” 

CELEBRATIONS had never been a common practice in sorano’s life. first, when she was with her family, her parents were hardly the type to enjoy anything. then the tower wasn’t exactly jumping at chances to make the children happy && oracion seis was far too preoccupied to celebrate any holidays.  

APPROACHING the girl - carefully - the fugitive discreetly conjured one of her small illusion creatures. a bird-like thing in one of the trees. if she concentrated a bit - she’d be able to see what it did &&& surely something as big as a lake couldn’t be hard to find. 

“but I do think I can help you find the lake - do you know where to go once you get there?” 

❛ hm? yes, i think so, ❜ mariam replied as she focused on the stranger again. she was, in fact,  very  convinced that she would find her way back from the lake, but --- after getting lost in the woods in the first place, she supposed that being humble was the smart thing to do. it was what her teachers kept telling her: that unless she kept her . . . pride from growing into a vicious thing, she would never be liked by others. mariam was not in the business of being liked by  everyone  --- such a thing was probably impossible, anyway --- but she could see the purpose in being liked by  some.  like her parents. they were nice.

❛ i know the woods, ❜ she muttered under her breath, giving her frustration shape and form. ❛ i'm not a baby, i usually don't get lost. ❜

she was frustrated, because the standards she was usually held to were . . . higher than the standards most other children would have to meet, but she did not mind, normally. she understood what it meant when her teacher said that the gift she had --- being able to perform magic far above what was common for her age --- meant that she had to work harder, too. magic in the wrong hands was dangerous, and mariam . . . did not want to be dangerous. she minded now, because she was not living up to the expectations of others.

[favoritelittlelyrics]

Sara Bareilles, “No Such Thing”

[j0rrated]

canon lore is purely optional to me. I take it apart bit by bit and throw away everything i dont like. its like walking into a super market and staring at frozen ready meals just to turn the corner and grab the ingredients to do that meal my own way 

[fidelii]

canon divergence regarding chapter 482: out of all the historia neinhardt summons, ur is ... special. for one: according to my portrayal, the real ur is alive while the war takes place. the same cannot be said for the other historias. still, what gray and lyon fight  is  a dead echo as ur did perish fighting against deliora and was only returned to life seventeen years later. two. the historia version of ur is powerful, yet not as powerful as the original. the historia reflects ur on the day she fought deliora. the historia does  not  reflect ur prior to ultear's supposed death, that is to say: ur in her prime.

[rulesearth]

CONCEPT: AFFINITY.  almost all mages have exactly one magical affinity. in a lot of cases, it is easy to guess. someone who uses water magic has a water affinity, someone who uses fire magic has probably, you guessed it, an affinity for fire. however, even those who wield magic that does not have an  obvious  elemental link still have an elemental affinity.

using magic that pertains to the own affinity is easier. using magic that is perhaps not connected to one’s affinity is more difficult, but still possible. in fact, people can master magic outside of their affinity. what is genuinely difficult is to truly master a magic linked to the opposite of one’s affinity. for example: a fire mage will have a very hard time with water spells and frankly, most would not even be drawn towards it.

while affinities are an established part of magical science, they are often ridiculed. this is mostly the fault of all sorts of pseudo-science that has used the very real affinities for, among other things, personality tests of the kind ‘answer ten questions and you’ll know which affinity your soul mate has!‘and similar things. there are all sorts of superstition about one’s affinity having an effect on personality, but that has never been really proven, especially since such talk is shunned by most  serious  scientists.

the amount of people who have no affinity whatsoever is incredibly small. precise numbers are difficult to obtain as there is hardly a complete registry of all mages on earthland including their affinities, but scientists who have dedicated their life to this science currently presume that less than one in thousand mages has truly no affinity. some believe themselves to be without affinity, simply because their affinity is either quite weak or because it is something they do not expect; the child of a family of light and dark affinities would probably not truly consider the possibility of their own affinity being something like earth.

those who truly have no affinity are in an odd spot. on one hand, there will never be a magic that will be impossible to truly master due to a mismatched affinity, but at the same time, they will never benefit from the inherent benefit one gains. the few recorded mages who are proven to be truly without affinity often ended in a ‘jack of all trades, master of none’ situation. many of them still developed a preference for kind of magic over others and achieved great skill with their preferred branch whereas others fully embraced the lack of limitations.

as hinted above: while in many cases, affinities do run in a family, it is not always the case that parents pass their own affinity down to their child. a water-leaning couple can have a child with a fire affinity, for example.

this can lead to problems if a specific subset of magic has been passed down in a family from generation to generation, but there is nothing to be done. one either has an affinity or they do not, as there is no way for affinity to be artificially acquired in any shape or form.

it is very important to note that not all light-affine magic is inherently good and that not all dark-affine magic is automatically bad.  in fact, no affinity carries  any  moral connotation  as in the end, the mage decides whether they want to use their magic for good or bad. there have been many great, heroic mages who have used dark-affine magic, just like there have many villainous figures in history who had a light affinity. an example that illustrates this clearly: due to the way souls used in takeover are acquired, this magic is dark-affine, meaning that the strauss siblings are all dark-affine mages. at the same time, the spell  fairy law  that can be used to cause immense harm to both foes and the caster, too.

depending on the source, books about magical affinity will speak of six or more affinities. the ones that have never been fought about are: air, dark, earth, fire, light and water. however, as affinity has become more and more understood by scientists, more have been added to the list, such as lightning, ice  ( as it has proven to differ sufficiently from water )  and nature, the latter being extraordinarily common in plant mages and other mages who have a magic that interacts with the living world.

in history, there have been very few  truly  confirmed instances of mages who possessed two affinities and nearly all cases, this has led to despair rather than glory. for this reason, there have been whispers about mages with two affinities being cursed now and then but again, this is superstition.

in the end, a mage’s affinity says nothing about their skill. in fact, in the greater scheme of things, affinity matters very little, but most who are serious about walking the path of a mage still have an interest in finding out what their affinity is as it is a strong indicator towards branches of magic they will take immediately as they will have a natural predisposition. at times, finding out one’s affinity can come as a surprise, though — and this is likely where the belief that one’s affinity does say something about one’s personality stems from — there are always cases where the affinity is unsurprising.

[fidelii]

"alt!" //spin the roulette jana

as always, she cared more about who had just  slithered  into the room than about any other stranger who had been there before. because as far as fay was concerned, freya did not walk, was simply not able to walk. when she moved, there was always something off about it. of course, she reminded herself, she was not supposed to think this way. their truce was unspoken and any peace between them was uneasy but as of late, the other had been unusually tame. it might be the calm before the storm, but this was a thought fay kept to herself.

some might call her  unnecessarily worried,  perhaps even paranoid. but the truth was much easier, much sadder: fay did not like change very much. her own nature was almost immune to it, she had never listened to the siren song. few could go through as many centuries as she had without coming out changed but while  some  had taken to it and reinvented themselves at an almost alarming rate, she had not.

this was not to say that she liked who she was too much to allow change. the truth in this matter was that she did not like herself half as much as people thought. she was just not someone who felt the need to have everyone witness her insecurities.

turning her head towards the person next to her, she raised a delicate eyebrow. “ what hair product  do  you use? ” she mused, quietly, not  really  expecting an answer. it was a strange thought, even for her standards. then, the next school play   was  coming up and she had seen the costume designs. aside from it clearly being a disaster, it would require more make up and hair styling experience than any of her class mates or even her teachers would have. ugh, and unless richard would feel generous, it would be her who had to take care of that, just like she had had to care of so much else already. ugh.

fay hunter / found @hiemaliis

[sorcerouscheerleader-deactivate]

Send me "alt!" and I'll introduce you to a character I've rped in the past, want to play in the future or are currently playing somewhere else!

[fidelii]

"if we can live through this," gildarts said, just a few moments before the crowds would be able to see them. it was soft, but firm. the winner mattered, of course, but they'd all come too far to be disappointed with a loss. "we can do anything." // harry potter.

she turned her head, coal eyes gleaming. her teachers might have implied that the  supposed  goal of the tournament  ( to create bonds with other schools )  did not matter as much as a victory for durmstrang, but ur had found --- with some amusement --- that she had indeed found friends in her competition. this was, perhaps, why she was relatively relaxed; there was no outcome to this  ( aside from someone dying )  that she would  truly  mind. she was closer to gildarts than she was to the beauxbatons champion, but she liked andrée, too.

and gildarts was right, probably. how many other witches and wizards could claim they had seen what they had seen? one school would celebrate their champion later tonight and enjoy a night of pride and revelry, but this champion would inevitably be changed. the challenges that were behind them, the challenges they had overcome already --- they had forged a bond. she did not know what expected either of them after graduation, something that was closer for the other champions than it was for her, but she was confident that they would meet again.

a small hand, covered in fingerless gloves, reached for his wrist and for andrée's, too. “ no matter what the outcome will be, ” she said softly, warmly, “ it's been an honour. ”

and it had been, truly. it was what her fellow students would not understand, that the honour had not just been to compete for their school but also to compete against two talented and dedicated young wizards who had given their best, just like she had given hers. it had been an honour to fight fairly and to be fought fairly, too. before it had started, before she had gotten to know her 'rivals', she had worried. she had not know them, she had not known how far they were willed to go for their schools. but despite what some historical accounts had been like, their tournament had been what a tournament was supposed to be: something that was, in the end,  fun.

( well, if one could look past the life-endangering situations they had been in. ur could. )

[fidelii]

tag drop i

[fidelii]

❛ please practice blinking as others can be unsettled by your inhuman ability to maintain an unbreakable stare during casual conversation. ❜ // neighborhood

it was too late or maybe too early. ur was not sure, time could be such an odd thing. what she was certain of was that gildarts was being overly dramatic.  again.  the time he had held up cana as if she was simba was unforgotten, especially since she did not think that silver would let him live it down anytime soon. they were, confusing as this might be for some people, friends. and friends did not let friends forget some of their most theatrical moments.

tugging on the blanket she had wrapped around her shoulders  ( because in the middle of the night, even she felt sometimes a little chilly ),  she shrugged. gildarts was not the first to have complained that sometimes, it was creepy when she did not seem to blink. only the other week, erida who lived a few houses down the street had pointed out the very same thing when they had been elbow deep in glitter to craft a birthday present for the not-so-sweet elderly lady who was part of their book club. apparently, erida was used to many things but ur’s apparent inability to blink as much as others was throwing her off more than the selfies her cousin kept sending her that all showed the guy in life-endangering situations.

“ i hear your concern, ” she said — sagely, holding back a face-splitting grin, “ but just imagine poor cana walking in on me standing in front of the mirror, practicing to blink. they are used to this, i think. so please, gil,  think of the children. ”

[kayascodelorio]

hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have - but i have it  // lana del rey

[hawkeyedinc]

mania ( 2018 ) — fall out boy sentence starters.

STAY FROSTY ROYAL MILK TEA.

i think i got too many memories getting in the way of me.

some princes don’t become kings.

you only get what you grieve.

the only thing stopping me is me.

it seems like the whole damn world went and lost its mind.

all my childhood heroes have fallen off or died.

even at the best of times i’m out of my mind.

THE LAST OF THE REAL ONES.

i was just an only child of the universe, and then i found you.

you are the sun and i am just the planets.

you were too good to be true.

what’s inside you?

i know this whole damn city thinks it needs you, but not as much as i do.

you’re the last of a dying breed.

i wonder if your therapist knows everything about me.

i’m here in search of your glory.

there’s been a million before me.

my head is stripped just like a screw that’s been tightened too many times.

i’m here at the beginning of the end.

if they find you, i will protect you.

i’m done with having dreams.

you drain the fear from me.

HOLD ME TIGHT OR DON’T.

i never really feel a thing.

i woke up.

i took too many hits off this memory.

i need to come down.

hold me tight.

hold me tight, or don’t.

this isn’t how our story ends.

i got too high again.

i love you to death.

i can’t pretend we were lovers first.

were we ever friends?

i’m past the limit.

the distance between us sharpens me like a knife.

WILSON ( EXPENSIVE MISTAKES ).

i was gonna say something that would solve all of our problems.

i got drunk and forgot what i was talking about.

there’s nothing more cruel to be loved by everybody.

there’s nothing more cruel to be loved by everybody but you.

i’m gonna run away and never see any of you again.

i hope the roof flies off and i get blown to space.

i always make such expensive mistakes.

you’re the eighth wonder.

i’ll stop wearing black when they make a darker color.

i’m on the wrong side of paradise.

i didn’t plan on showing up at all.

i hate all my friends.

i miss the days when i pretended with you.

CHURCH.

if you were church, i’d get on my knees.

you’re holy to me.

take the pain.

you’re doomed but just enough.

i love the world but i don’t love the way it makes me feel.

it’s getting hard to know what’s real.

i’m just a human trying to avoid certain doom.

HEAVEN’S GATE.

if there were any more of me, i’d give it to you.

one look at you and i’m on that faded love.

i’m a missile that’s guided to you.

go out in the world and start over again.

would you give me a boost?

i got dreams of my own.

i want to make your dreams come true.

please come through.

you’re the one habit i just can’t quit.

CHAMPION.

we’ve made a mistake.

i’m back with a madness.

i’m the champion of people who don’t believe in champions.

i got nothing but dreams.

i’m just young enough to still believe.

i’m young enough not to know what to believe in.

if i can live through this, i can do anything.

i got rage every day.

the only thing i do is sit around and kill time.

SUNSHINE RIPTIDE.

i don’t even have my own attention.

you say don’t ever change, but you don’t like me the way i am.

don’t ever change.

the world tried to burn all the mercy out of me.

i’m just playing house.

i have no idea what i’m doing now.

there’s not atheists in foxholes.

the pressure is getting to me.

it’s time to throw in the towel.

you came in like a wave when i was feeling alright.

you are my truest feeling yet.

i love you so much.

i love you so much, it’s like oxygen.

i do the best with what i have.

YOUNG AND A MENACE.

we’ve gone way too fast for way too long.

we were never supposed to make it half this far.

i lived so much life.

i think god is going to have to kill me twice.

oops, i did it again.

i was young and a menace.

i woke up on the wrong side of reality.

there’s a madness coursing right through me.

i’m here flying off the deep end.

i’m here to become the best yet.

BISHOPS KNIFE TRICK.

i’m pedal to the metal.

this is my pity party.

these are the last blues we’re ever gonna have.

let’s see how deep we get.

the glow of the city will lead us back.

the glow of the city will lead us back to places we should have never left.

i don’t wanna live inside a cage.

i’m struggling to exist with and without you.

i know i should walk away.

i’m trying to get it all back.

i can’t seem to get my grip.

[troublexthexwater]

[venomoustigress-blog]

@fidelii asked for “the Only Canon Ship To Matter aka silvur?” (also @prodiitor because relevant~)