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tucking his phone into his pocket, romeo smirks to himself. so many of the professors are on hwlr and, to his surprise, they are all thirsty for their students. the directness and the authority that professor addison blake commanded him had something stirring in the pit of his stomach. he's already half hard thinking about what might take place. he makes his way from the magical theory campus, to the arcane law and governance buildings. he slips into the professor chambers and makes his way to the professor's lodgings.
he takes his phone out, texting i'm here. smirking to himself, waiting for the professor to open the door and put him on his knees.
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[Ā noahĀ beckĀ /Ā twenty-twoĀ /Ā homosexualĀ /Ā cis-manĀ /Ā heĀ &Ā himĀ /Ā muggle-bornĀ ] ⸻ rivenĀ lindeke,Ā isĀ anĀ undergraduateĀ studentĀ ofĀ theĀ collegeĀ ofĀ alchemyĀ &Ā experimentalĀ magics,Ā majoringĀ inĀ transmutationĀ &Ā transfigurationĀ studies.Ā theyĀ wereĀ bornĀ inĀ losĀ angeles,Ā california,Ā butĀ currentlyĀ resideĀ inĀ eldricheĀ commonĀ whenĀ notĀ atĀ wickerby.Ā theyāreĀ knownĀ toĀ beĀ hardworkingĀ &Ā highlyĀ adaptive,Ā butĀ thoseĀ thatĀ crossĀ themĀ haveĀ experiencedĀ theirĀ defensivenessĀ whenĀ embarrassedĀ &Ā deepĀ insecurity.Ā whenĀ theyĀ graduateĀ theyĀ hopeĀ toĀ becomeĀ aĀ licensedĀ transfigurationĀ specialist,Ā andĀ theĀ worldĀ knowsĀ theĀ expectationsĀ andĀ reputationĀ ofĀ wickerbyĀ students.Ā greatnessĀ willĀ comeĀ ofĀ them,Ā oneĀ wayĀ orĀ another.Ā
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Cassian was never one of the ones that charmed the maze into existence, but he was always fond of it. Always simple in its design, there was no fuss or pretending, just a place to get lost in the dark and find whoever you needed in the moment. He tapped his wand against one of the doors, marking it as claimed and making it easier for the other to find. The room was simple: a bed that looked comfy and some condoms if needed. He was taking his mask off, tossing it to the side along with his shirt, when he heard the door unlocking. "Well, I hope it wasn't too hard to find. Tired to use the orgy as a natural landmark."
ā POINT ME, CASSIAN ROSIER. ā THE WORDS COME OUT EASILY, HIS WAND IN hands as he steps into the maze. his cock is already half hard in his dress pants. HWLR, for all it's flaws, is pretty useful when there's tons of eligible partners around doing the same thingāin this case, the midnight convocation and some extra fun on the side. he follows the path that his wand takes him until he comes to the marked door. he slips inside, locking it once again behind him. ā there's spells for tracking people, rosier. don't worry, i didn't get lost. ā he smirks as he steps forward, unbuttoning his pants with a wave of his wand. ā get on your knees. ā
[Ā belmontĀ cameliĀ /Ā twenty-oneĀ /Ā homosexualĀ /Ā cis-manĀ /Ā heĀ &Ā himĀ /Ā purebloodĀ ] ⸻ gideonĀ thorne,Ā isĀ anĀ undergraduateĀ studentĀ ofĀ theĀ collegeĀ ofĀ occultĀ studiesĀ &Ā forbiddenĀ magic,Ā majoringĀ inĀ darkĀ artsĀ &Ā defenses.Ā theyĀ wereĀ bornĀ inĀ newĀ haven,Ā connecticut,Ā butĀ currentlyĀ resideĀ burlington,Ā vermontĀ whenĀ notĀ atĀ wickerby.Ā theyāreĀ knownĀ toĀ beĀ resourcefulĀ &Ā ambitious,Ā butĀ thoseĀ thatĀ crossĀ themĀ haveĀ experiencedĀ theirĀ power-focusedĀ appetiteĀ &Ā morallyĀ questionableĀ choices.Ā whenĀ theyĀ graduateĀ theyĀ hopeĀ toĀ becomeĀ anĀ unspeakable,Ā andĀ theĀ worldĀ knowsĀ theĀ expectationsĀ andĀ reputationĀ ofĀ wickerbyĀ students.Ā greatnessĀ willĀ comeĀ ofĀ them,Ā oneĀ wayĀ orĀ another.Ā

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There was no chance for Eryx to say no. As soon as the offer to climb the building was laid at his feet, the man that offered it had taken off like a bolt in the night. Far be it from him to pass up on a challenge, and the building did look like it had enough features that it would be easy to scale. "Come on, little hatchling," he spoke to the newborn dragon tucked away in his pocket. It should be back in the pens, but Eyrx was too attached, and if it was going to be paraded about to open the party, it should get to enjoy the night. "Is this a race to the top or a take-our-time situation?" he asked once he made it to the other's side and stopped in his tracks. "Next time I have a dragon tame enough to ride, I'll send you a message"
āĀ thatĀ depends.Ā āĀ charlieĀ looksĀ atĀ theĀ manĀ andĀ theĀ smallĀ hatchlingĀ heĀ hasĀ withĀ him.Ā anĀ eyebrowĀ raises,Ā butĀ heĀ doesn'tĀ questionĀ it.Ā ifĀ heĀ hadĀ aĀ babyĀ dragon,Ā he'dĀ keepĀ itĀ withĀ him,Ā too.Ā hell,Ā ifĀ heĀ hadĀ aĀ niceĀ relicĀ orĀ somethingĀ ofĀ theĀ sortĀ he'dĀ beĀ showingĀ itĀ off.Ā āĀ doĀ youĀ wantĀ itĀ toĀ beĀ aĀ race?Ā what'sĀ theĀ prize?Ā āĀ allĀ importantĀ questions.Ā theĀ competitiveĀ streakĀ inĀ himĀ isĀ nearlyĀ itchingĀ forĀ theĀ manĀ toĀ callĀ itĀ aĀ raceĀ toĀ theĀ top.Ā itĀ remindsĀ himĀ ofĀ theĀ relicĀ runs,Ā thoughĀ heĀ doesn'tĀ thinkĀ tryingĀ toĀ blastĀ offĀ theĀ guy'sĀ legsĀ wouldĀ beĀ anĀ option.Ā āĀ besidesĀ theĀ niceĀ viewĀ atĀ theĀ top,Ā ofĀ course.Ā "
WHEREĀ Ā Ā :Ā Ā Ā theĀ midnightĀ convocationĀ Ā Ā ;Ā Ā Ā buildingĀ inĀ aĀ courtyard.Ā FORĀ Ā Ā :Ā Ā Ā openĀ starter.Ā QUANTITYĀ Ā Ā :Ā Ā Ā [Ā 0Ā /Ā 2Ā ]
āĀ hey,Ā youĀ everĀ seeĀ theĀ viewĀ fromĀ upĀ top?Ā āĀ charlieĀ asksĀ someoneĀ passingĀ byĀ asĀ hisĀ eyesĀ scanĀ theĀ closestĀ building.Ā it'dĀ beĀ anĀ easyĀ enoughĀ climb.Ā heĀ doesn'tĀ evenĀ thinkĀ he'dĀ needĀ toĀ useĀ anyĀ spells.Ā hisĀ gazeĀ movesĀ fromĀ itĀ toĀ theĀ personĀ heĀ spokeĀ to,Ā aĀ lopsidedĀ grinĀ onĀ hisĀ face,Ā anĀ excitementĀ inĀ hisĀ eyes.Ā āĀ comeĀ on,Ā it'llĀ beĀ fun.Ā āĀ heĀ doesn'tĀ waitĀ toĀ muchĀ longerĀ beforeĀ he'sĀ slinkingĀ throughĀ theĀ crowdĀ ofĀ people,Ā weavingĀ hisĀ wayĀ closerĀ toĀ theĀ sideĀ ofĀ oneĀ ofĀ theĀ buildingsĀ besideĀ theĀ atriumĀ thatĀ overlooksĀ theĀ courtyard.Ā heĀ looksĀ overĀ hisĀ shoulder,Ā seeingĀ ifĀ whoeverĀ heĀ managedĀ toĀ speakĀ toĀ isĀ comingĀ alongĀ forĀ theĀ journeyĀ orĀ ifĀ they'reĀ tooĀ scaredĀ toĀ doĀ so.Ā
WHEREĀ Ā Ā :Ā Ā Ā theĀ midnightĀ convocationĀ Ā Ā :Ā Ā Ā aĀ masqueradeĀ gala.Ā FORĀ Ā Ā :Ā Ā Ā openĀ starter.Ā QUANTITYĀ Ā Ā :Ā Ā Ā [Ā Ā Ā 0Ā /Ā 2Ā Ā Ā ]
ROMEO ADJUSTSĀ THEĀ THIN BLACKĀ RIBBONĀ AROUND HIS NECKĀ BEFOREĀ HE grabs a glass from oneĀ ofĀ theĀ floatingĀ trays that twist and turn like trails of smoke.Ā theĀ airĀ aroundĀ himĀ isĀ filledĀ withĀ theĀ buzzĀ ofĀ conversation,Ā excitedĀ chatterĀ fromĀ firstĀ yearĀ studentsĀ overĀ theĀ brillianceĀ ofĀ theĀ collegeĀ processions,Ā toĀ howĀ excitedĀ theyĀ areĀ toĀ beĀ atĀ suchĀ aĀ prestigiousĀ academy.Ā heĀ doesn'tĀ blameĀ themĀ forĀ theirĀ excitement,Ā heĀ remembersĀ hisĀ ownĀ asĀ ifĀ itĀ wasĀ onlyĀ yesterday.Ā wickerbyĀ isĀ aĀ placeĀ thatĀ manyĀ aspireĀ toĀ beĀ andĀ onlyĀ aĀ fewĀ hundredĀ wizardsĀ inĀ allĀ theĀ worldĀ canĀ callĀ wickerbyĀ theirĀ own.Ā
afterĀ aĀ fewĀ momentsĀ ofĀ walkingĀ aroundĀ theĀ edges,Ā takingĀ inĀ thoseĀ inĀ thisĀ gala,Ā andĀ listeningĀ toĀ theĀ conversationsĀ ofĀ whereĀ theĀ nextĀ partyĀ mightĀ be,Ā heĀ decidesĀ toĀ engageĀ withĀ someĀ ofĀ theĀ otherĀ students.Ā it'sĀ theĀ leastĀ heĀ couldĀ do,Ā afterĀ all.Ā
āĀ enjoyingĀ yourself?Ā āĀ theĀ wordsĀ comeĀ outĀ withĀ theĀ aĀ liltĀ ofĀ aĀ smile.Ā theĀ glassĀ isĀ heldĀ looselyĀ betweenĀ hisĀ fingers,Ā practicedĀ likeĀ he'sĀ doneĀ thisĀ tooĀ manyĀ timesĀ toĀ count.Ā āĀ theĀ convocationĀ isĀ alwaysĀ aĀ highĀ note.Ā can'tĀ waitĀ forĀ theĀ middleĀ ofĀ theĀ yearĀ whenĀ oneĀ ofĀ theĀ fratĀ housesĀ attemptsĀ toĀ throwĀ theirĀ ownĀ version.Ā āĀ
[Ā taylorĀ zakharĀ perezĀ /Ā thirtyĀ /Ā homosexualĀ /Ā cis-manĀ /Ā heĀ &Ā himĀ /Ā purebloodĀ ] ⸻ romeoĀ valiente,Ā isĀ aĀ postgraduateĀ studentĀ ofĀ theĀ collegeĀ ofĀ arcaneĀ theoryĀ &Ā spellcraft,Ā majoringĀ inĀ spellcraftingĀ &Ā magicalĀ resonance.Ā theyĀ wereĀ bornĀ inĀ sanĀ francisco,Ā california,Ā butĀ currentlyĀ resideĀ inĀ manhattan,Ā newĀ yorkĀ whenĀ notĀ atĀ wickerby.Ā theyāreĀ knownĀ toĀ beĀ independentĀ &Ā charismatic,Ā butĀ thoseĀ thatĀ crossĀ themĀ haveĀ experiencedĀ theirĀ confrontationalĀ &Ā deceptive.Ā whenĀ theyĀ graduateĀ theyĀ hopeĀ toĀ becomeĀ aĀ spellĀ crafter,Ā andĀ theĀ worldĀ knowsĀ theĀ expectationsĀ andĀ reputationĀ ofĀ wickerbyĀ students.Ā greatnessĀ willĀ comeĀ ofĀ them,Ā oneĀ wayĀ orĀ another.

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[Ā tyriqĀ withersĀ /Ā twenty-fourĀ /Ā homosexualĀ /Ā cis-manĀ /Ā heĀ &Ā himĀ /Ā halfbloodĀ ] ⸻ charlesĀ grimshaw,Ā isĀ aĀ postgraduateĀ studentĀ ofĀ theĀ collegeĀ ofĀ curse-breakingĀ &Ā arcaneĀ recovery,Ā majoringĀ inĀ ancientĀ ruinsĀ &Ā lostĀ magic.Ā theyĀ wereĀ bornĀ inĀ chicago,Ā illinois,Ā butĀ currentlyĀ resideĀ Ā inĀ newĀ haven,Ā connecticutĀ whenĀ notĀ atĀ wickerby.Ā theyāreĀ knownĀ toĀ beĀ fearlessĀ &Ā intelligent,Ā butĀ thoseĀ thatĀ crossĀ themĀ haveĀ experiencedĀ theirĀ impulsiveĀ &Ā stubborn.Ā whenĀ theyĀ graduateĀ theyĀ hopeĀ toĀ becomeĀ aĀ ruinĀ diver,Ā andĀ theĀ worldĀ knowsĀ theĀ expectationsĀ andĀ reputationĀ ofĀ wickerbyĀ students.Ā greatnessĀ willĀ comeĀ ofĀ them,Ā oneĀ wayĀ orĀ another.
it wouldnāt be a surprise that adrian didnāt know where to put his hands. one of them eventually found koviās back, patting him to try and give comfort when he wasnāt quite sure how to go about it. a hug back probably wouldāve made things worse, especially since he wouldnāt be able to give much of a squeeze.
ādonāt be.ā he said firmly. adrian had gone on his own volition. adrian had chosen to try and stay between the others and the threats. adrian was proud that whatever happened to him didnāt happen to kovider, skylar, or quinn. he took a step back so that kovi could see how serious he was about that. āinstead, tell me what I missed.ā no doubt a lot happened after he went down and in the many, many days after.
it was hard not to be. kovider told him that he'd protect adrian, just like adrian protected them. he failed. he'd been stuck, motionless, and watched it happen. he still sees it happening when he closes his eyes but maybe with time it'll eventually fade.
he nods his head, pushing down the guilt. adrian didn't need that, now. "we..." how does he word it. "we decimated it. i think seeing what happened to you it just..." he mimes an explosion with his hands, fingers coming together then spreading apart. "we got angryāi got angryāand we fought. i...got through to my mother." he thinks, he hopes. "she...i think she was what kept you from being completely...gone."
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a practiced liar, kovider wolfe has always been honest with himself. mostly. a people person and a crowd lover, while those are things he can be when necessary, aren't things he enjoys on the regular. now, forced to interact with a bunch of strangers and be praised by creatures he thought belonged in myth and legend, has him on edge.
the evening air is stifling and feels like a thick blanket is being wrapped around him. his skin feels too tight on his bones and he feels aware aware aware of everyone around him. every now and then, he turns his head toward someone about to ask a question about something he heard them say only to notice that they're talking to someone that isn't him.
he sighs and begins to move through the crowd, careful not to bump into anyone. he weaves through them until he's at the edge of the party and it's there that he can finally breathe again. he closes his eyes and inhales and lets it out in a shaky, rattling breath. he'd been able to get through college parties, he'd never been a guest of honor, he isn't sure how he'll manage with more of these. comfort, to some degree, isn't something he's inclined toward.
that's when he hears it.
bones. skin. flesh, gristle. bones. skin. flesh. gristle.
bonesskinfleshgristlebonesskinfleshgristlebonesskinfleshgristlebonesskinfleshgristlebonesskinfleshgristlebonesskinfleshgristle.
repeated like a mantra over and over and over again. he turns, eyes adjusting to the darkness of the outer rings of the party and he thinks he sees someone in the shadows.
"are you okay?" he calls out. "bones. skin. flesh. gristle." he repeats the words out loud, back to whoever might be there. "did you hurt yourself? or is it an after effect from ambrosia?"
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