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[magali1982]

"By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes..."

Something for the amazing @kylorenvevo and her Heart break Prince...

[magali1982]

“ She thinks about her mother laughing in her face when Rey told her that she'd gotten a "prestigious scholarship." She thinks about her father saying it was good that she'd decided to spend last summer at home because they needed someone to keep the flat clean. She thinks about everyone in the Muggle world whose eyes ever slid away from her in her secondhand clothes and ratty shoes and those select bastards in the wizarding world who sniff at a surname not to be found on any pureblood family tree. She thinks about the schoolmates that can either take her or leave her and talk around her all the same, and the teachers who can never quite manage to hide their surprise when she comes up with a clever answer or nails a difficult spell.

She is so much more than what people think she is. ”

"And so now you know, Miss Niima. I'm here because I'm not a good man. A good man would have fought harder against an Imperius Curse, wouldn't have almost murdered his own father. A good man wouldn't have taken advantage of you in the woods. You'll do well to stay away from me"

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Both quotes are from “ The heartbreak prince” from the wonderful aln dovely @kylorenvevo​ (A.K.A. diasterisms on Ao3).

Essentially, it’s the Reylo Wizarding World AU you don’t know to need. Many great artists made beautiful art from this story. As you can see, I’m a traditional one of them. You know, old school fashion and so on.

What I love most of this story is the way Thea paints for us these two lovely idioats with one shared cellular brain, with an hint of loneliness, darkness and longing so familiar for both of them, no matter the AU or the plot setting.

This is a simple gift for the author and for us. I still love our family, I still love Reylo. No matter what.

Signed: your strange auntie fangirl.

[magali1982]

-With all respect, Vice President.-

 The young woman daringly stood in her pod, her silvery and greenish robe floating on her slender figure. 
Around her and her delegation, hundreds of people were shouting and yelling against her motion and her sharp judgment.


She didn’t increase her voice, claiming pretentious rights; she waited to go on instead. A feral pride shone in her hazel eyes as she repeated herself.

 -With all respect, Vice President.-

 That time, the crowd felt silent instantly.

 A silent thunder of power had been crackling in the Galactic Congress; only few people could describe what happened just the second before. It seemed just two of them was there, right in the Chamber: one in a more responsive way of the second.

 The young Senator smiled a little but soon her refined facade came back on her freckled, delicate features.

 -I will not stay silent, milords and miladies. I wasn’t elected after a such bloody war to don’t report what ’s still happening in my System. I’m ready to call a vote of no confidence against the Senate’s delegates if would necessary.-

 A gloved hand rose up, followed by a husky whisper to one of his advisor. 

-Who’s that girl?- 

-The former Captain of the Ahch-To Rebellion, my Lord- he answered, flaring his nostrils to make clear his disdain for a such insolent behavior. -She was elected just one month ago and now she is in Coruscant leading a small group of insolents with a petition against the Trade Federation.-

 The tall man still seated on his throne at the center of the podium. Beside his quite stare, anger and frustration was running in his chest.

 Arrogant brat.

 -If I remember correct, I let that Rebellion to win.-

 His tone was sultry, polite. His voice was deep, feral. This was the Emperor’s voice. The voice of command, the only one capable to summon fear and respect in his subjects.

 -Ahch-To System plays an important role in the Empire’s strategies. Without that planet an its government, the Force could never exists. Without the Force, even its Dark Side, the side where our power lay, could barely survive in the Galaxy.-

 -I know, my Lord but the Trade Federation claims- - 

Emperor Kylo Ren moved his stare on his first advisor. Dark shadows clouded his brown eyes, while his hand was starting to clutch in a menacing fist. The throat of that pathetic creature sudden dried; the Emperor could felt that harsh sensation under his fingers.
 
 That was the power of his family.

 His mother had it.
 His uncle had it.

 He had it too.

 Even that sparkling flame of energy below his eyes brought the first, raw Force glimmer. 

 She was the real reason he let that far, remote Rebellion to win against the Trade’s Viceroy.

 He felt her presence for years, a churning, elusive flame lost in the starry abyss of the Core. 

 She sang with no songs during his longing meditation hours, during his training. She whispered with no certain words in his dreams, followed him to a bleak dawn of dull, constant starvation. 

 The most powerful and fearful man in the Galaxy, heir of legends, was without something so important to don’t need a name, a face, a voice.

She was in everything in his life, deep in the absence she made day by day.

 Her name burst in his mind when General Phasma, one oh his most valuable soldier, reported about the turmoil exploded in the Ahch-To System as a consequence of a beginning invasion against the pacific people on the principal planet.

 Rey.

 He saw her fight, he saw her dream, he saw her protecting a gigantic, underground tree, with a solemn grey trunk and thousands of black, tangled branches dipped in a vast, vaulted rock ceiling.

 He called her and now she was there. Beautiful, daring.

 -Let her to speak- he commanded, his eyes intent on her raised right hand. All he wanted now was touch that fingers, thrill under the warm sensation of her skin brush against his.



-But… my Lord…-

 -I said: let. her. to. speak.- 

 (Yeah, remember that part when I say “English is not my first language but blahblahblah” ?... Well. I did it again. It begun with some sketches on my notebook and it became a- moment. A Reylo moment, of course. To the trashcan and beyond!)

[magali1982]

After the storm, another one is gathering...

Yep. Par two, work in progress.

[magali1982]

Happy birthday to me!

One year. Seriously? One year here. In this little, cozy and crazy virtual cave full of spells, silly things and first of all, friendship. Just a way of fun became an opportunity to meet new people, find friends, grow up and improve myself. I don’t want to like cheesy, I don’t want to seem like an overacting screaming crazy lil’  ball of squeals (of course I am!) so let me be honest and humble. Thanks, my dearies. Thanks for accept me, help me, believe in me. You’re are amazing, strong people. All of you deserve a special place in my heart. May the Force be with you. Always. @dearmisskitty @clockwork-cameo @corariley@shadowlass @sanctuarytrin @shinynightmarefest and all the super Reylo fam in this trashy Galaxy far, far away!

[magali1982]

Inspired by “Lovely,Dark and Deep” fanfic by the talented @shadowlass. You know, mate, when I say “wait and see” I mean this. *mwahahahah* Work in progress!

[magali1982]

I was tagged by @reylosanctuary and @dearmisskitty

Your Age: I just celebrated my 1934 the last 31th October ;) (I’m an Elf, so...)

Your Current Job/Dream Job: Illustrator/Writer

Your Talents: Art, storytelling, fast reading, fast walking!

A Goal You Are Working Towards: My first Illustration Book ans my next journey to Scotland :3

Your Personal Aesthetic: Fog, Autumn’s leaves, wild ocean, great trees, tea and cats.

Things You Collect: Books, paint brushes, sketch books and sketch papers, faeries and art supplies

Your Favorite Topic:  Nerdy things like Star Wars or The Lord of the Rings, Art History, History, celtic folklore, TV series, books.

Your Biggest Pet Peeve:  Ignorance and bigotry

Your Best Advice To Give: Be yourself, don’t be afraid of the others judgement, try everything you can do to make your dreams your reality.

Recommend Three Songs: Hotel California, Eagles

Another brick in the wall, Pink Floyd

Neutron Star Collision, Muse