#Magic Fights

[infinitelystrangemachinex]

The stewards of the old world are always keen to give you a glimpse of their might... According to legend, the ancients built specialized chambers to seal away false prophets.

The Arcane is waking up.

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF movie Mike fights Moon at the Pizzaplex..

[proxycrit]

LINKTOBER DAY 4- hyrule sanctum (it’s technically 3.5 but pshaw)

Zelda’s getting REAL TIRED of link THROWING HIMSELF IN FRONT OF HER like a MEAT SHIELD.

Anyways, for keen eyed viewers: yes that’s the sheikah slate. And yes a little strand of something DID tag along with the fleeing duo.

All zelda shenanigans here

Patreon sketchbook here!

[magicspace114]

You were surprisingly not kicked out of the school. You were yelled at pretty badly by your second class teacher for the remainder of the class until the bell signalled for everyone to move on to the next class.

Your classmates were all cautious of you now. While most didn't understand what happened, they at least figured the teacher was in the wrong for scaring the animals, not you. They were now all aware of your unconventional spellcasting.

Third class of the day and you felt like you'd been there for years.

Defensive spellcasting.

That was apparently part of the curriculum. You figured perhaps these were wards or protections for casting, something familiar perhaps. Getting into the room, you saw some of the wards you recognised and drew yourself.

This teacher though, was a psychopath that just wanted to pit students against each other. He'd chosen two poor students at random, one to play attacker while the other defended. You got to see first hand how stupid their spellcasting was. They had to shout the name of their spells, broadcasting their moves and allowing the other to put up a shield.

You found the entire class stupid and you didn't even bother to pay attention after the first fight. Magic was being thrown around so carelessly and this wasn't just little amateur spells. Fire was being thrown in the class, some of it actually injuring the students but the teacher just cast a healing spell on them and sent them back into the fight.

Many students' grasp on spells were not suited for these fights and they trembled as they were put on the stage. The bully loved the fights, often volunteering so they could show off and hurt other students in the process.

You rolled your eyes as the teacher attempted to make a lesson out of the fights, instructing in between to point out 'where a student went wrong'.

"Oh, I'm sorry, is this boring to you?" The teacher noticed you weren't paying attention.

You'd had enough of this school now and didn't care if you were kicked out. It was the worst teaching experience you've had and you had a mentor that would abandon you in the woods for a few days to teach you how to survive.

"If all spells need to be spoken, why not just cover the castor's mouth? Why bother with a counter spell?"

"Swap places with our little defender here," the teacher said, pointing to the trembling student on stage standing across from the bully.

You stood up and took their place. From your distance, you couldn't physically cover your bully's mouth but you didn't need to. They grinned, speaking their incantation before you pinched your fingers again and their mouth shut. The teacher paused, not expecting you to not speak as you cast a spell.

"Grant me power, change." The teacher said, gesturing towards you. Before you realised he'd cast a spell on you, your body was morphed into a tabby cat. Though a little painful, this wasn't your first time being turned into an animal.

Once you realised what happened, you flopped to the ground, thrashing against the thin threads of magic that held you in that shape. You rolled and battered against the invisible chains and the magic broke away easily, the castor not intentionally holding on to the spell.

This was something your mentor had trained you on and timed you on how quickly you could break the spell. Forced transmutation was not a permanent spell no matter how powerful the castor. Your body naturally wanted to morph back into your usual form and it was all about unravelling yourself from the castor's magic. Once that happened, you would turn back.

You stood up quickly once you were free of the spell. "You won't always be aware that you have an opponent," your teacher said, "so it's important you always have counter spells at the ready."

"Ignite flame," the bully let out. Since you were transformed, you were no longer holding their mouth closed. They threw the largest fire ball they could at you.

You held your hand out and locked eyes with your bully. They grinned maliciously, "oops, didn't mean to make it a big one. Oh well." They said. The fire ball froze as you kept your eye on the bully's eyes. They were stuck staring back at you, unable to look away and unable to see their own fireball as you'd frozen it in place.

Slowly, your outstretched hand started closing and the air around the bully grew cold. Their breath came out in a mist and slowly their limbs started to be turned to stone. Their breath stuttered as they realised and they began to panic, their fireball extinguishing.

"S-stop." They finally broke your gaze as you stopped casting, not fully closing your hand into a fist. "Help me," they looked at the teacher who just stared impressed.

You hadn't completed the spell, not wanting to turn your classmate into a statue, simply freezing their arms and legs. You dropped your hand, leaving them partially frozen.

"Impressive," the teacher nodded, not helping their student out of the stone.

"You're not teaching, you're just pitting students against each other." You glared at the teacher now, "all you're doing is bolstering bullies and pushing students down. How are you a teacher?!"

"You watch your tongue before I cast it out of your mouth."

"Hmm, sounds like a spell I'd like to learn protection symbols for, too bad they're just wall decoration here." You sneered, noticing your bully trying to struggle out of their stone prison.

"Help," they squeaked out, their voice significantly weaker than before. You knew your spell wasn't hurting them but looking over, they seemed very scared.

"You disrespectful little wretch," the teacher hissed, "I give the wind more power, slam them." They pointed their finger at you and suddenly you were swept off your feet and thrown into a wall, the air being stolen from you as you dropped to the ground.

The other students all cowered in their seats and you collapsed. The teacher pointed again, the wind picking you up and slamming you against the wall again, pinning you. You grimaced as you struggled to breathe against the constant pressure on your ribs.

You couldn't speak. You couldn't lift your hand. If you were any other student, you'd have no chance to defend yourself and the teacher didn't let up on their spell. You would have passed out but luckily you didn't need to point or speak.

You closed your eyes and reached out to the ambient magic, reaching for your own mana too to ensure the spell took affect. The teacher passed out and the wind stopped, dropping you on the ground again.

You might have passed out for a second because you didn't remember anyone near you earlier but now a couple students were hovering over you as darkness cleared from your vision. Their muffled voices started to clear in your ears and you understood them.

"Hey, farm boy, you good?" One asked.

You blinked, "this school needs to be shut down."

"Ha, you're alive. Can you like, release you're spell because uh..." they looked up at the bully who was now near inconsolable, tears streaming down their face as they struggled to breathe in their panic.

You rolled over, struggling to stand as one student helped you up. You stumbled over to the bully who was aware enough to notice you and hissed, "let me go."

"Repeat after me," you said.

"Screw you!"

"My arms are not frozen." You said.

"W-what?"

"Say it."

"My a-armsss a-re not f-f-frozen," they practically sobbed.

"My legs are not frozen." You said.

"M-my-" they broke into more sobbing and shaking, "my legs are not frozen."

"Now look at me," you said and they blinked up at your through tears and snot dripping down their face. "See me? Farm boy? My spell isn't strong enough to hold you still. You're far stronger than that. You believe me?"

"I can't- I can't move," they sobbed more.

"You can. It's just a trick of the light. You're not actually stone. Now repeat. My arms are not frozen, my legs are not frozen."

"My arms are not frozen..."

"Louder, get angry at me for even thinking I could try to freeze you." The bully cried more but noticed when you put a hand on their arm, able to feel it. "Come on, like you mean it. Really believe it, I'm just tricking you right now, you can move."

"I can move." The bully said, still sniffly.

"There we go. Again."

"I can move," the bully said a little louder.

"That's it. One more time, come grab me." You stepped back so they'd have to step forward to grab you.

"I can move!" The bully reached out to grab you, breaking the spell and making the stone drop from their arms and legs. Once free, they dropped to the ground, dragging your unstable body down with them. They hid their face in your chest as they continued to sob. "Don't do that again, never do that again," they muttered mindlessly.

"Understood." You said, eyes growing tired as you looked over at the teacher who was now out cold. You looked up at your other classmates. "So, free class?"

You are a poor child going to a popular magic school at your mentors insistence, telling you to “broaden your horizon.” But when you get there you realise everyone is doing magic differently to what your mentor taught. They use silly chants and carry big ugly books around.

[dapper-lil-arts]

MOM FIGHTS

[desolationlesbian]

still the funniest plot point in all of pmmm that Homura Akemi is a 14 year old magical girl who realized that her sparkly transformation sequence did not come with a cutesy custom weapon like everyone else's so she just went online and googled "how to build a bomb"

[miscellaneousrenaissant]

Ep 3 AU in which Evan succeeded on his death save but lost his arm, so K made him a prosthesis while the group was still on Galamanis

[eskiworks]

Art fight revenge for Tempus Obscura, of their ocean wolf character Priyartha! This design was such a beautiful open concept that was too artistically delicious to ignore.

Posted using PostyBirb

[amirmeavid]

One of the funniest things about merlin fanfic is when they write magical fight scenes and its so fucking difficult to do because merlin doesn't fight in a normal way.

Like with other fandoms there's like a technique. Like there are spells to cast, techniques to use, difficulties and simple approaches. But merlin doesn't subscribe to any of that.

Like this is basically a god with the skill of a toddler.

He just tanks shit.

He doesn't even know that many spells. Like his opponents are doing all this magical techniques and hand-wavey stuff and he just... stands there. Like maybe he stumbles back sometimes, but most of the time he just takes it.

Like his opponents will be doing the magical equivalent of tornado kicks, flips, and somersaults and then he gets like a papercut. Then he lopsidedly punches with the worst form ever seen and his opponent gets flung back 200m.

He's the singular most annoying person to ever have to fight, cause you're out here pulling out your best moves, then he flicks you on the forehead and you die.

EDIT: IF YOU HAVE READ THIS FAR YOU OWE ME A BOOP. BY LAW. I EARNED IT.

EDIT2: You may comment the word instead, however it is no longer legally required.

[maythedreadwolftakeyou]

Lucanis would abuse the eluvian network to get the freshest ripest fruits and vegetables from wherever they grow best every single week and he's so right for that

[retquits]

art fight has me finally making a reference sheets again LOL

finished sheet for my magical girl oc, vivienne!! 🦋

[arcanegifs]

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 2x01 - “Heavy is the Crown”

[ghostbsuter]

It's not.like he wanted to be here, Jesus.

Not that he'd leave either knowing where they are right now— mind you.

"And who is this, Cap?" Shazam screaming child gives a strained smile, back straight and answers.

"My colleague–"

Danny interrupts, face finally away from the glass that separates him and space. "Shazam over here got grounded by mom, and since he had a JL meeting, I was to come along as supervision."

Batman is eerily still, staring at them.

Poor Billy, he's gonna deal with this alone next time.

[sleepy-writes-stuff]

DP X DC PROMPT #27

(Time for something a little more lighthearted/found family. Could probably also make this a crack prompt instead.)

(#) = Notes at the end of post

(*) = Just me building off of other ideas.

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Visitation Rights

When Danny went to list Dani/Ellie as his heir after she'd come back from her years of traveling the world, he was quickly informed that he already had one in line for the thrown.

"What? Since when?!"

The pretentious, floating eyeball looked like he wanted to be anywhere else other than here, providing information to King Phantom, but explained anyway.

"The day you officially achieved royal status, you permanently linked your being to the Infinite Realms. When this happened, however, a child was in the process of being created with the assistance of ectoplasmic runoff that's been leaking into the mortal world for centuries. As a result of your power being incorporated into the Realms at such a time, this human child retained an imprint of your core signature. The Infinite Realms itself has recognized this child as your offspring. Your... other offspring has yet to be recognized in such a way and would therefore be considered your second heir once claimed."

Danny stared at the Observant with wide, blank eyes that were slowly filling with dread and panic.

"Why are you just telling me this now?? My coronation was over a decade ago!" He held his face in his hands and gave a horrified groan at what he just learned.

"If you really wanted that clone as your heir, I'm afraid it's too late to change it-"

Danny's head shot back up with a snarl and furious green eyes.

"That's not what I'm upset about you walking cataracts! Eleven years! I've missed eleven years of this kid's life!! How could you think I-"

At a loss for words, he growled deep in his chest. Deep enough that it echoed throughout the halls and rattled the floors.

"Who is this kid, and where can I find them?"

Once given the information and learning of the child's other parental figures, he gets to work. A few weeks later, he appears in the home office of a well-known billionaire with a stack of papers that he promptly slams onto the desk in front of the startled man. (1)

"I demand visitation rights to our son, Damian Wayne."

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(1) Danny actually visited Talia first to get visitation rights. Needless to say, that didn't go very well. He's still got a couple knives floating around in his chest cavity because of it.

(*) ALSO! I'm not sure how this lines up with the DC/Batman timeline. All I figured out is that if Danny waited to be crowned until after he graduated college as an astrophysicist, which take 5 to 7 years, he'd be about 36 years old when he finds out about Damian. Bruce would be about 41, so the age gap is only 5 years. If y'all wanna make this Danny/Bruce, go ahead!

[dapper-lil-arts]

Saw art of Celestia with a Twi baby and it inspired me to draw her 'actual' daughter lol. Obssessed with mom Celestia atm

[ottostoast]

playing around with some spider-KID designs