Name One Hero Who Was Happy

name one hero who was happy

"You can't." He was sitting up now, leaning forward.

"I can't."

So I was planning to make a series of posts similar to my Ancient Magic posts about things like my ship plot lines, the plots of the stories post game I have planned for them, things like that, but I'm also considering writing said stories so I don't wanna put out those summaries if I'm going to write the story. I could also post the summaries and then just write some of the key scenes, like the crucio scene

I'm writing some Perceth fluff and Percival is so oblivious it's almost painful. Gee Percy, I winder why you putting Garreth's hand on your waist might make him flustered

hello average tumblr user. i want to play a game. in front of you is a female character. and i want you to genuinely and earnestly care about her without shipping her with a man, make her the mean lesbian best friend or the 'mum' friend. if you cannot manage to do this in the next 45 minutes i will release the hounds on you. live or die. make your choice

Ancient Magic - Idris Valley

Ancient Magic is much more of a physical presence, something you’re born with or not. You’re born with the Ancient Magic in your system and it allows you to perform magical feats normal wizards can’t, and being able to see traces is the same as like, seeing foot prints. It’s just an indication Ancient Magic was used and is lingering there

Can see Ancient Magic and manifest it in their regular magic but there isn’t enough in them to actually do anything with it

Has insanely powerful defensive spells (protego, stupefy, depulso, petrificus totalus, glacius, arresto momentum, disillusionment, etc.)

Has incredible reflexes and instincts, the bigger the danger the more they can sense it coming

Inate connection with beasts and plants, but only beasts and magic plants, no regular animals or regular plants

Can kind of sense the magic in Anne, but it just feels like a really strong magic, kind of feels like the weird goblin magic to them

When Percival dies, all the Ancient Magic in him rushes into Idris, temporarily making them not only way more powerful than before but the most powerful Ancient Magic user ever

The rush of emotion was already making them lose control, which normally didnt do anything but now with so much ancient magic, magic went nuts

The ancient magic essentially splits itself in half, putting an equal amount of ancient magic in both of them, but also linking their life forces and ancient magic. Percival is the only one cursed because it’s now attached to his regular magic instead of his ancient magic, but when Percival dies Idris will lose all their ancient magic. Idris’ life force is also the only thing keeping Percival alive, giving the curse an alternate “food source”, so if Idris dies then so does Percy

After Percival is alive Idris can do a lot more than they could before, but not as much as Percival could do before his death. Their magic is also linked with Percival’s, and both of them can only do big powerful things like finishers and fixing the repository and stuff if doing so in tandem with each other

Think of it in terms of percentages and power capacity. At the start Percival is at 100% and Idris is at about 25%. When Percival dies he's obviously at 0% but now Idris is at 125%. Then the Ancient Magic splits and both are at an equal 75%

(Requested tag @heyitszev )

"I didn't expect to see you again—outside of class, that is—so soon. Especially since we're meeting tonight," Damien said as he stepped off the ladder leading into and out of the Divination classroom.

Sebastian had been waiting for him at the bottom, leaning against the wall, his hair pre-tousled for the greatest effect.

"Why ever not?" Sebastian responded, looping his arm through Damien's. "We are seeing each other now, aren't we?"

Damien arched a brow as he eyed their joined arms. "In no uncertain terms, it seems."

"I wouldn't say that exactly. There are still some items left on the table for discussion." Sebastian really needed things to be cleared up. He didn't do well with uncertainty.

"Oh, you were serious about defining the terms of our relationship, then?"

"Serious as a dementor."

"I have no idea what that is," Damien said. There was a brief pause in their conversation as Damien waved at Amit who was going up the stairs on their left.

Sebastian waited—impatiently—for Damien's focus to return to him, and only him, before continuing, "They're creepy guards that stalk Azkaban, a magical prison that holds the most dangerous of criminals. Dementors feast on your soul, draining it away. Truly unsettling creatures, from what I've gathered."

"That sounds rather serious, indeed."

"Deathly." Sebastian cleared his throat. "But circling back to our 'terms' conversation..."

Damien smirked, his eyes sparkling. "Yes, yes. That's up to you, I suppose."

They had stopped walking now, alighting in front of the painting of Wendelin the Weird. Damien eased himself onto the couch. He patted the spot beside him, inviting Sebastian to join him.

Sebastian obliged, and said with a cheeky grin, "Okay then, my partner-in-crime."

"Partner-in-crime?" Damien repeated, a hint of amusement in his tone. "I thought this conversation was heading toward a more thorough definition of what our relationship entails..."

Sebastian cut in before Damien could finish his thought. "I was getting to that." He began playfully counting off on his fingers in the air. "Snogging, clever repartee, allowing me to snatch food off your plate..."

"Hold on," Damien said, swatting at Sebastian's hand. "That last one sounds a bit much."

Sebastian feigned seriousness. "That's non-negotiable."

"Hmmm," Damien replied, a contemplative expression on his face. Sebastian found himself quite charmed. Quite charmed, indeed.

"Oh, and we can't forget about you joining me in all clandestine adventures that could lead to detention. After all, detention can be quite a solitary affair."

"True, true. So, in summary, besides the obvious, my duties include food sharing, witty banter, and rescuing you from the clutches of detention-induced boredom?"

"Precisely. Quite the comprehensive list, wouldn't you say?"

Damien chuckled. "Well, I suppose I can handle those responsibilities."

"Excellent! Then I believe we have ourselves a..." Sebastian paused, a glint of mischief in his eyes, "...co-conspiratorial alliance."

"A co-conspiratorial alliance it is, partner-in-crime."

That was settled then. Sebastian leaned in and kissed him. 

[ Ch. 3 ("In No Uncertain Terms") of Heart's Pleasure First (a Sebastian & Damien One-shot Collection) ]