"Welcome to the library of Salem Drake! Feel free to pick a book and cozy up with a nice cup of tea! Stay awhile! There's always something magical happening here~!" (main blog @mimikip-stuff)
The Cozy Nook, a little library run by Salem Drake- a secret mage of elemental magicks! Feel free to stay for a while, enjoy a story or two, and don't hesitate to ask anything!
((This is an 18+/suggestive rp blog. No NSFW allowed, no non-con, and no hatred of any kind. This is a place for everyone, so please be nice!))
Voice Claim: Hugh Jackman (The Greatest Showman specifically)
Appearance: 6'0" even, long black hair with a white stripe that gives him his signature nickname. His eyes are a brilliant emerald green. He has a thin pencil stache with a small scar on the left side of his lip. His skin is pale, and he has an arcane prosthetic arm due to an incident many years ago...
Gender: Male, he/him
Preference: Bisexual/Biromantic. He happens to be married to the fey princess of the Seelie Court, Persephone, after having impressed her with his magick.
Personality: Very extroverted and outgoing; he has a penchant for stories, both mythological and fantasy. He puts others before himself, acting warm, fatherly, and protective of those he cares about. He can be stubborn at times, sometimes to his benefit and sometimes to his detriment, but he always manages to get out of trouble. He also tends to bottle up his issues, which definitely isn't going to be a problem when it builds...
In the eyes of the public, Salem runs a library. In private, he and Persephone run a sanctuary for magical creatures! He cares for various species, specifically fey dragons! (an example is the Dandelion Dragon above!) He has an arrangement with the Fey King, Oberon, to be able to travel back and forth from the fey world to care for and return the dragons.
Salem's current focus is on fey magic itself, tapping into nature and being able to bend it to his will. Being an elemental/eclectic mage, he aims to study and master various forms of spells to benefit the growth of the mage society.
What he doesn't know is that fey magic is dangerous. Getting too close to the fey can reveal dark secrets. Secrets that have been buried deep below the earth for millennia, secrets that whisper to him with a sweet, tempting hiss...
(for those of you who recognize the name Skunk, yes, he was a Joey Drew way back when, but he is not anymore and has no ties to anything BATIM anymore)
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"Hah! As if your sad puppy-dog pout would have the slightest impact on my proclivities regardless. I will admit to nothing." At this point, the fun of it is just denying Salem the answer he wants.
"Very well, have it your way. I can see I'm not going to get the answer out of you so easily. However, if you do decide to swipe a pastry, I'll be watching to see which one you take so I know what to make more of." He winks, sensing that those pastries are bound to disappear no matter what answer he'll receive.
"Any sort of tangible evidence, obviously! A nondescript cloak you think you saw out of the corner of your eye? My goodness, Drake, that could have been just about anything."
"You're the only person I know of who wears a cloak constantly! In any weather! I haven't seen anyone else come into the library wearing one, and if they do, they're not being stealthy in it."
"Is it really such a big deal if you say you indulged in some of my treats? I don't really care if you did swipe it or not. That simply means you liked it, didn't you?"
"So I'm clearly imagining a missing pastry each time I restock the counter with a fresh batch, am I?"
"Because I could have sworn that I've witnessed a flutter of someone's cloak passing by the counter and snatching a treat when no one else is looking. I wonder if they have any favorites I should keep stocked up, just so I can catch them red-handed."
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"How would you all feel if I told you my Aunt Giselle is going to be hanging out here soon? She's really excited to chat with everyone at the library, and I think you guys will like her!"
"Everyone, please remember to keep cool, stay in the shade or indoors, and drink plenty of fluids! This summer weather can be absolutely dreadful, so please do your best to beat the heat!"
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So I may or may not be making a Deltarune Verse for Salem, along with a Darkner design (that'll come later), but I have some ideas that I can share rn!
Ramblings below the cut:
~ In this verse, Salem is a Darkner that exists in his own dark world on the second floor of the town library. His purpose is an archive keeper: he protects the records of all the dark worlds that have appeared over the years, no matter how brief their existences were. Every time a fountain is closed, a book detailing that world and its events appears on the shelf. How else would they know the light world exists and the prophecy without some sort of way to refer back to it? Someone's gotta keep track of that history.
~ Salem is specifically an object Darkner. He's a child's skunk plushie that was left behind in the library by accident, and became the adopted "mascot" of the library
~ The dark world is structured like a labyrinth; the walls consist of bookshelves that twist and wind into various alcoves to confuse and mislead enemies who would seek to ruin the archives. Enemies are themed around moths, mice, beetles, and even various scribbles that Lightners would doodle in the book margins.
~ His signature weapon is a large quill pen that he wields like a sword. The feather blade cuts cleanly through pests, and the quill tip can be used to splash ink drop projectiles or write words of encouragement into the air for healing
~ Salem resides at the heart of the labyrinth, known as the Inner Sanctum. It's where he makes his home amongst the books (considering making it like a blanket fort or something; a little cozy nook just for him with pillows and a little stove for tea & cocoa) and the path that leads deeper towards the fountain. Not entirely sure what the main boss would be, but thinking about making Salem a secret boss? Still toying with that idea
Anyways that's all I got for now. Let me know what you think or if you have any suggestions I could use! I'll have a Darkner design coming soon ^w^
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Daisy, Innocence:
You are so pure, so trusting. You see the world for what it could be, not what it is, and you hold such hope for it becoming better. Be careful these thoughts do not prevent you from seeing the dangers. There are plenty who would seek to twist your innocence...
They can practically watch the progression of his gaze across their body, and they revel in it.
Descole stretches out, careful not to let their hat dip into the water, and eyes Salem as he perches carefully on the edge of the tub. Beautiful monochrome strands just within reach; it's tempting to reach out and pull, but Descole fancies themself not quite so cruel. Still, he teases at the ends with a little splash, lips curving with amusement.
Salem's words prompt a raised eyebrow, however. As if to imply that it's somehow Descole's fault that they had to move! Ridiculous. They have to admit, his ability to keep his tongue moving even while he's clearly hot under the collar is entertaining, but perhaps it's time for Descole to test the waters a little more, and see just how long Salem can keep that up. They reach up, settling warm, wet fingers around Salem's wrist. Their tone shifts subtly; Salem can still refuse, but this isn't a request. It's a command.
White moonlight floods through the hotel room's window, bathing the floor and part of the bed in a soft, gentle radiance. Despite the chaos of damp clothes strewn about on the carpet and the faint chorus of Monte d'Or outside, the only sound Salem can register is his heartbeat in his ears.
His body feels so weightless as he lies on the mattress, basking in the warm sensation of afterglow. Sweat condenses across his flushed and bare skin, glittering in the low light with each rise and fall of his chest. His monochrome locks are spread out underneath him, flowing like a river of silk against the pillow. There's a subtle ache in his limbs and his hips, but he couldn't care less at the moment. That will be a problem for 'Morning Salem' to deal with.
Salem stretches his limbs out before turning over on his side to gaze at the rogue beside him, a blissful smile on his face. Of all the things to occur tonight, sleeping with his... enemy? Rival? Rival is a good word—wasn't what he expected. He definitely isn't going to complain, nor does he want to.
"... You never cease to surprise me, Descole." He hums with a gentle laugh. "Tell me: was this something you had planned from the beginning, or are you just as surprised as I am with the outcome?"