#Matthew clairmont X reader

[amica-aenigmata-naboo]

Genius

Matthew de Clermont x Y/N - drabble - 607 WC

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Warnings: fluff, poetry, slightly steamy, Matthew being sexy, soft boi hours, this bitch worships the ground you walk on, L bomb

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“Abashed the Devil stood and felt how awful goodness is…” Matthew read from the chair in the corner of your bedroom.

“John Milton.” you responded, lying on the bed as you scrolled through your phone. 

“Love is a sacrament that should be taken kneeling…” he said, gazing at you.

“Oscar Wilde.” you said almost immediately. You never understood why he tried to win this little game with you; he never has before.

“Theirs not to reason why, theirs but to do and die. Into the valley of Death rode the six hundred.”

“Lord Alfred Tennyson, “The Charge of the Light Brigade”, written in 1854, based on the Battle of Balaclava.” you said with a smirk, sitting up on your elbows to see him fully.

“Love opened a mortal wound. In agony, I worked the blade to make it deeper. Please, I begged, let death come quick…” he said, closing his book to meet your gaze. 

“Wild, distracted, sick. I counted all the ways love hurt me. One life, I thought - a thousand deaths…” you cut him off.

“Blow after blow, my heart couldn’t survive this beating. Then - how can I explain it? I came to my senses. I said…” he said as he moved to the bed, crawling his way up your body till his nose nudged yours. You sucked in a breath.

“”Why do I suffer? What lover ever had so much pleasure?” you whispered against his lips.

His eyes searched your face for something unknown. He heard your heart speed up; it would never cease to amuse him that he still had this effect on you, after all this time. He placed a delicate peck on your lips.

Your lips followed his as he pulled away. You hooked your finger under his chin, pulling him back to your lips. You devoured his lips, craving his touch always.

Matthew kissed you fervently before pulling back momentarily. He looked down at you with expectant eyes.

You tried to capture his lips once more but he moved back when you leaned up. “What?” you said, a slight bit of worry in your voice.

“Who wrote it?” he asked.

“Seriously?” you said, annoyed he was depriving you of his sweet, sweet kiss. 

Matthew chuckled, nodding his head.

You sighed, “Sor Juana Ines de la Cruz, a Seventeenth Century Mexican nun.” you said quickly, pulling him back to you for a kiss.

He kissed you before pulling back slightly, pecking your lips randomly ��I have never met a creature so incredibly intelligent, you are a wonder my darling.” Matthew whispered onto your lips.

You smiled up at him sweetly, your cheeks turning pink slightly. “I’m a daemon,” you shrugged before tugging him as close as possible, “Flattery gets you everywhere…” you mumbled, tugging at the bottom of his shirt. Matthew obliged your silent request, yanking his shirt off. He kissed down your neck, sucking hickies into you every once and a while. He pulled the shoulders of your dress down, exposing your chest to him. His lips ghosted over your skin making you shudder slightly. 

“Always so good for me…” he whispered, looking you up and down before pulling the rest of your dress, he hooked his hands into the supple flesh of your hips, pulling your underwear off with the dress. 

You whined at the cool air hitting your skin. Matthew kissed up your thigh, his fangs grazing your skin every once in a while. “I love you…” he mumbled before attaching his lips to your core. Your back arched - this was the beginning to a very long, absolutely sinful night. You felt yourself giving in to him anyways.

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Naboo's Note:

On a Discovery of Witches binge - this is the result. This mf is just so *chefs kiss* Anyways I hope everyone is doing good! :D

[adarafaelbarba]

Okay but adow Matthew being referred to as Hades or an omen of Death (like how Philippe was Hercules).

Human!reader prays in an old, forgotten temple (this is back a few centuries from today). Maybe it’s for Zeus, or Persephone or someone. But men track her there.

Matthew knows of her and has a fondness for her. And she knows of him—as does everyone; they know if he locks eyes with them, that means he’s coming for them next.

He happens to be wandering by the temple when he hears her cry out. In a flash, he’s inside. The men are pinning y/n down, but they haven’t gotten her clothes off yet. In an instant, Matthew has them all dead, leaving her blinking in shock.

“Am I next, Omen/Hades?”

“Of course not, darling. I will keep you safe”

I AM LOVING THIS!!!! 😍

Are we thinking an AU when he's from ancient Greece? Or maybe just a reincarnation of Hades? 👀 There are so many possibilities here!

I'd love to plot a "retelling" of Matthew as Hades and reader as Persephone if you're interested 🥰

[ofstardustanddreaming]

imagine matthew comforting you during your PHD thesis. (gender neutral reader)

He knew it was stressful. He has a bit of a different perspective on things though, with being as old as he was. He knew that exams were just a blip in time, something he's never had to worry about either, being able to go into hiding for a while, and then come back to try again.

But he just wanted to see you feel better. He brought over a weighted blanket and a cup of tea to where you were at the table with a variety of papers around you and your computer. You had your head in your hands, groaning about the paper that was due in a few days that could dictate your future.

Matthew put the tea on the end table next to the couch, along with the blanket getting draped along the back of the couch. He grabbed your hands and pulled you up, dragging you over to the couch to sit there.

"Take a break, dear. You've been working yourself to hard." He gently kissed your forehead, and you pulled him down with you onto the couch to pull him into a hug, resting your head on his shoulder.

"Thank you." You murmur, needing a few moments of rest with your boyfriend before you could even think about continuing the paper.

[anotherimaginescollection]

Helloo,can i request matthew clairmont * reader,in which they share their first kiss which is also reader’s first kiss ever? Thank youu!

Had anyone ever come up with a way to end a first date that wasn’t at least slightly awkward? Slightly nerve inducing? You weren’t entirely sure, but even having known Matthew for a few weeks, even having been ridiculously excited for this date, now that it was over and the reality of this being a goodnight finally set in for you. 

Matthew looked as dashing as ever, a small smile pulling at his lips as the two of you finally stopped outside your house. Nervously, you fiddled with the cuff of your coat, attention on the pavement between your feet. 

‘Um, thanks,’ you said, still nervously addressing the floor. You knew how dates stereotypically ended, knew that previously you’d ducked out of chaste kisses by quickly pecking the date on the cheek before they could make a move to the contrary. No previous date had ever made you feel like this, and nerves for that expectation were the thing holding you back right now. 

Carefully, he placed a finger beneath your chin and guided your attention to him. There was no pressure, and you knew that if you pulled back, he’d let you keep looking at the floor. ‘Thank you for making it special.’

You nodded, your insides squirming and a little voice telling you just to do it. Urging you not to chicken out with a quick peck on the cheek before you hurried inside. 

Matthew moved closer; you could feel the slight breath that he allowed himself. ‘May I?’ His voice was little more than a reverent whisper.

You didn’t answer, instead you closed the distance between the two of you, pressing your lips to his. He didn’t kiss you back right away, and for a second you worried that you’d completely messed up the entire situation. But then, he was kissing you. His hands pressed gently against your back, drawing you closer to him. 

You were the one to break the kiss; you rested your forehead against his, releasing a soft chuckle. ‘Thanks.’

A question sparked to life behind his eyes. 

‘That - that was my first kiss,’ you admitted, starting to pull away. 

Matthew, however, merely pressed another quick kiss to your lips. ‘I hope it won’t be the last.’

A smile formed on your lips before you could even try to stop it. ‘Me too,’ you assured him, before finally extricating yourself from him. ‘Goodnight, Matthew.’

‘Goodnight,’ he said as you moved towards the door, a lightness in your step that you’d never had before, or at least never realised before.

[it-was-all-a-beautiful-dream]

FOLLOW ME IF you are part of the ADOW (A Discovery of Witches) fandom!!

I’ve noticed there’s not much fanfic kicking around and things like that and I wanna help that situation lol. Que ADOW fanfics 🤙🏼

[darlingpetao3]

In honour of the season 2 premiere of A Discovery of Witches today, I thought I would post a little masterlist of my Matthew Clairmont stories (and I’m sure there will be even more to come)!

Ages

Around the Corner

Birds of a Feather

Dating Matthew Clairmont Would Include...

Eternity

The Hunt (Choose Your Own Adventure)

No Place in This World

Precursor

Taste (NSFW, mature content)

Waiting

[multifandomfanficwriters]

Hey could you write a Matthew De Clairmont x reader about him getting jealous of the bond between his SO and her male best friend who are both very powerful witches? Thanks xox

What was that?

Fandom: A Discovery of Witches

Pairing: Matthew x reader

Words: 761

Warnings: none

A/N: I am so sorry dear anon but I have failed you. I know it took me really long to write this and it’s kind of short so I hope you forgive me but I had some family problems I’m still trying to sort out and with school sucking the life out of me by the end of the day I barely have any energy left. Also I know you asked for a jealous Matthew but I promise you can see the jealousy part if you squint your eyes and shake your head really fast 😁😁 (but I get it if you want me to rewrite it)

-“That sounds absolutely marvelous!” You exclaimed as you jumped from where you sat near the window on just a mildly uncomfortable chair next to your best friend, Dean.

You had invited him over to your apartment for a little chat because you hadn’t had time to catch up recently. Also said apartment had turned into an almost permanent residence of your boyfriend of four months and a half who seems to be brooding in the kitchen while pretending to be looking over some work-related documents on his laptop. However both of you knew that he was eavesdropping on your conversation.

-“Okay then! I’ll see you in three days. Oh, we also need to split the food preparations…or I could just come earlier and cook everything…yeah sounds about right.” Dean added after a moment of hesitation, remembering what a horrible cook you were.

With one last hug from your best friend, you said your goodbyes and you closed the door. If it hadn’t been for the slight shift in the air around you, you wouldn’t have noticed your boyfriend had moved from his place at the kitchen table until you turned around. But after almost five months of dating him you had learnt that sometimes you should thread carefully around him or he might do something both of you would regret later. Especially with his condition.

He was taller than you so when you turned around you had to crane your neck up in order to look him in the eyes. Those gorgeous gray-green eyes that you loved with your whole being and would give anything to be able to look at them all day. Of course the vampire that came with them wasn’t too bad either.

-“What was that?” Matthew asked with that alluring voice of his that you loved almost as much as his eyes, which were currently boring into your own, waiting for an answer.

-“We made plans for the upcoming Solstice. As witches, we celebrate it. And this year it’s my turn to host it.” You explain although you both knew that he had heard all of this.

-“And what do you plan to tell your friends once they come here and see me?” He questioned with a raised eyebrow. Hearing him say that made you chuckle.

-“Really?” You put your hand against his chest, above his heart. “It’s been more than four months. They should all know by now. And yes our relationship might not be entirely in agreement with the Congregation but the coven, even if small, is very united so there is no reason to worry. Also they all owe me quite a lot so I’m sure that they’ll keep their mouths shit for as long as I need them to.” Finishing your small speech, which seemed to have satisfied him for now, you planted aquick kiss on Matthew’s lips. He let out a quiet hum of disapproval after you pulled away but made no move to stop you as you walked past him and into the living room.

Plopping yourself on the couch you looked at your boyfriend who was still standing by the door, eyes never leaving you. Anyone else would have felt uncomfortable, maybe even intimidated, under his stare. But you weren’t just anyone. Of course at first that is how you felt too. And he wasn’t surprised. What did surprise him about you was how quickly and easily you got used to his presence and that you actually sought out his company. You intrigued him. Matthew was used to witches looking his way with eyes filled with hatred and disgust. But you were different. In your eyes he saw warmth, fondness and recently he had started to notice something else.Although it was just a flicker of a certain emotion he wouldn’t let himself hope for to be true. However, he couldn’t deny that it reminded him of how Ysabeau and Philippe looked at each other.

-“Matthew…”You whispered, snapping him out of his trance.

As he was brought back to the present time by your voice, he saw you sitting crisscrossedon the couch, body turned towards him, a soft smile on your lips, head slightly tilted to the side and hand outstretched and waiting for the comforting weight of his hand and soothing chill of his skin. In that moment he thought you looked heavenly. And for a second, just for a split second, he let himself hope for a future with you. One that he wouldn’t have to hide from anyone in order to keep you safe.

[amica-aenigmata-naboo]

Libidinosa

Matthew de Clermont x Y/N - drabble - 583 WC NSFW 18+

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Warnings: SMUT, female reader, sex pollen kinda fic, consent, romance, sweet Matthew

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You writhed on the bed, tears pricking the corner of your eyes. You pulled at your clothes, feeling so hot you were sure you saw steam rising from your skin. 

“What is happening?” Matthew asked, demanding answers.

“It’s a curse… there’s no medical explanation for their symptoms otherwise…” Marcus stated, holding your wrist to feel your erratic pulse. 

Matthew couldn’t bear to watch you in pain, he placed a gentle hand on your chest, feeling your heart himself. You moaned at the contact, arching your back and shutting your eyes. You whimpered the second he pulled away, “No!” you spat before pulling his hand back to you. You felt his hand ghost over your chest and down your torso. Everything in you felt like it was on vibrate.

“I think… I think it's a lust curse…” Marcus said, slight confusion on his face as he watched how you reacted to Matthew.

“Libidinosa?” Matthe asked, “Nobody has used that curse in ages. Last I recall it was the witch trials. Used to lure men in so witches could harvest life power…” he said.

Marcus shrugged, “There is only one way to make it go away…” Marcus said, slowly walking backwards out of the room.

“You can’t be serious…” Matthew replied, looking to Marcus before you slid his hand between your thighs.

“As a heart attack. I’m gonna go take a walk…” Marcus said, shutting the bedroom door.

Matthew looked down at you with pity, “Unfortunately mon coeur he is right…” yet he didn’t move his hand, waiting for your consent.

“I… got myself… into this mess… help me out… please…” you begged him; you cursed yourself for trying a spell from a ripped page, not knowing it would lead to this. 

“Are you sure?” he said hesitantly.

“Yes!” you squealed, trying to rub yourself through your clothes. 

Matthew unbuttoned his shirt as he walked over to you, discarding it on the floor. As soon as he climbed on top of you he felt the heat radiating from you. Your skin was on fire as he touched you, your body lurching at the contact.

“Should I just get straight to it?” he asked, not entirely sure what you needed.

You ripped your underwear off, lifting your skirt up. “Now!” you whined. 

Matthew kissed right above your clit, teasing you before he dove in. He devoured you like a man starved, licking and sucking furiously. Your body shook as he held your hips down, your back arching off the bed. He slid his fingers into your greedy, dripping cunt. Pumping them in and out slowly before picking up speed. You could feel yourself starting to topple over; clutching his hair and pushing his face into you. Your eyes rolled back as you came hard on his face. He didn’t let a single drop of your essence go to waste, kissing over your inner thighs as you started to relax. You weakly reached out for him. 

“Thank you…” you said sleepily, feeling the spell fade away from you. 

Matthew pulled your skirt down, helping you adjust so you could sleep. “My pleasure,” he smiled cheekily. “You should sleep. It’ll help after all you’ve been through today.” 

You nodded, not putting up a fight. You did, however, pull him down with you. You snuggled into his chest appreciating his soft skin while you traced over his various scars. You both found it therapeutic. 

“Goodnight, mon coeur.” he said, kissing the top of your head. 

“Je t’aime.” you mumbled.

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Naboo's Note:

Hello all! Super short fic, hope that's ok! Feeling pretty exhausted this week. Will try to write more fics next week. Thank you for all the support and patience, I recently hit 900 followers and it legit wanted to cry. 'm so thankful for everyone who reads my stuff. XOXOXOXOXOX!!!!!!!!!!

[adarafaelbarba]

Hii! Anything you’d like to write about Matthew Clairmont pleeeaseeee,may it be headcanon or something fluffy with a bit of smut of him ×reader 🥺🥺 thank u!

An: first things first, I’m so sorry I’ve not written this sooner. Life happened 🥲

Anyways, hope you like this 🥰 Hinting at smut, but nothing happens 😏🥰

“Matthew”, you whispered, leaning over him where he sat and pressing a kiss against his cheek. “Gabriel”, you went on, kissing his other cheek. “Philippe”, he let out a soft huff at that, but let you kiss his neck. “Bertrand—.”

Matthew grabbed your hand then, “Don’t. Call me. That.” 

“Sébastien.” Your voice was soft as he glared down at you. “Let go of my arm, my love.”

It took a few moments, and then he let go of you, turning back to the desk, sitting down.

“Come back to bed my love. It’s cold there without you.”

Of course, it was cold when he was there too, but you liked the coldness he emitted.

“I’ll be back before you know it mon Coeur. Go back to bed.” 

But you didn’t leave. Instead walking the few steps to his desk and hopping up, looking at him.

“Please, please, please, let me finish my work.”

“You can do it in the morning.”

Matthew looked up at you with a dark look, his hands smoothing over your soft skin.

“I miss you. Come back to me.” You pleaded in a soft whisper. 

Although usually stubborn, you knew a way to break his façade. Slowly opening your legs while maintaining eye contact with him, you watched as the danger in his eyes was replaced with hunger. With a swift movement he was up and carrying you to bed, ready to give into your wish and needs.

His lips on the sweet spot of yours as soon as the door was closed.

“You should know better than to tease me like that.” His voice a low rumble in his throat.

“It was the only way. I was lonely in here without you.”

He huffed, dropping you on the bed and getting in on top of you. “I guess I’ll have to fix that then, don’t I?”

You nodded excitedly, pulling at his shirt and trying to get him undressed.

“Such an eager little thing aren’t you mon Coeur?” He had the slightest hint of a smirk on his lips.

It was unfair how easy he made it look when undressing you. He could get you naked in a matter of seconds, without breaking a single button, while you took longer. 

“Matthew--?” your voice betrayed you, his name coming out as a needy whimper.

“Patience.” If it wasn’t for the fact that he was a vampire, you’d slap that smirk off his lips. But instead, you could only watch his face as he teased you, a pout evident on your own face.

“You’re not playing fair babe.”

He simply laughed, dipping his head to kiss you softly. “You want me to play fair huh?”

You nodded, pouting still. 

“I’ll play fair.” A glint of mischief evident in his eyes as he dipped in for more kisses.

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[linasofia]

Masterlist

Thorin

Business & Pleasure

Thorin Oakenshield x Fem!Reader (Modern AU) Part 1 l Part 2 l Part 3 l Part 4 l Part 5 l Part 6 I Part 7 l Part 8 l Part 9 l NYE

Bunnelê

Thorin Oakenshield x Fem!Reader x Raymond de Merville (Modern AU) Part 1 l ...

A Shooting Star

Thorin Oakenshield x OC Vega Part 1 l Part 2 l Part 3 l Part 4 l Part 5 l Part 6 l Part 7 l Art

Around the Riverbend

Thorin Oakenshield x OFC

Brothers in Arms

Thorin & Dwalin (platonic)

Among The Stars

Thorin Oakenshield x OC Riin (Crossover AU)

Raymond

Petite Voleuse

Raymond de Merville x OFC Part 1 l Part 2 l Part 3 l Part 4 l Part 5 l Epilogue

Le Désir

Raymond de Merville x OC Cecilia Part 1 l Part 2 l Part 3

Father Quart

Penance 🧔🏻‍♂️✝️

Father Quart x Fem!Reader Part 1 l Part 2 l Part 3

Seven 🧔🏻‍♂️✝️

Father Quart x Fem!Reader

A Piece of Heaven 🧔🏻‍♂️✝️

Father Quart x Fem!Reader

More Than Words🧔🏻‍♂️✝️

Father Quart x Fem!Reader

Our Secret 🧔🏻‍♂️✝️

Father Quart x Fem!Reader

Coming Home 🧔🏻‍♂️✝️

Father Quart x Fem!Reader

Sacrifice 🧔🏻‍♂️✝️

Father Quart x OC Charlotte Part 1 l Part 2

Love Never Dies 🧔🏻‍♂️✝️

Father Quart x OC Palmira Part 1 l Part 2 l Part 3 l Part 4 l Part 5

Burning Desire 🧔🏻‍♂️✝️

Father Quart x OC Lucia

Various RA characters

The Night Train

Daniel Miller x Fem!Reader Part 1 l Part 2 l …

Into The Woods

Dr Mikhail Astrov x OFC Part 1 l Part 2 l Part 3

The Game

William Farrow x Fem!Reader Part 1 l Part 2

Never Together

John Porter x Fem!Reader Part 1 l Part 2

The Call

John Porter x Fem!Reader

In My Head

Dr. Scott White x OC Emily

The Assignment

Lucas North x OC Lovisa

Richard

The Fire 🔥

Creature (Richard Armitage) x OC Polina

Hunger 🧛‍♂️

Richard Armitage x Fem!Reader

Blood Moon 🧛‍♂️🧛‍♂️

Richard Armitage x OC Sofia x Matthew Clairmont Part 1 l Part 2 I Part 3 l Part 4

Naughty Thoughts 🐴

Richard Armitage x Fem!Reader Part 1 I Part 2 I Part 3 I Part 4

Event

Armitage Summer Splash 2022 Masterlist 💦

Asks

Christmas with Dr. Scott White 🎄

Christmas Eve with Father Quart 🎄

Art

Father Quart x me by @legolasbadass 💙

All pictures from The Man from Rome & Obsession by @enchantzz 💜

Thorin Oakenshield by @legolasbadass 💚

Thorin Oakenshield by @mysandwichranaway 💙

Star Wars

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[sserpicko]

Which witch show is which?

The arrival of a new trio of Charmed ones and a certain enchanting teen proves that witchy offerings on the big and small screen are no longer relegated to Halloween, or even the month of October. And it’s not hard to see why tales about powerful women fighting persecution through magic resonate so much right now. But with five witch-centered series currently airing or streaming —including the OpenTV web series Brujos and an upcoming Chicago-based show titled Brujas—The A.V. Club decided it was time to take a closer look. Here, we help our readers determine who at least glanced at the Book Of Shadows before conjuring up a story.

The Chilling Adventures Of Sabrina (Netflix)

Which witch is this? Honestly, the Satanic Temple had a point when they said CAOS gave Satanists a bad name. Although the Spellman family and their fellow witches and warlocks worship the goat-headed god Baphomet—first conceived by French artist and occultist Éliphas Lévi in 1856, and frequently used as the symbolic incarnation of Satan—the Satanic Church of the Night’s brand of magic has very little in common with the actual Left-Hand Path, as practitioners of so-called ��black magic” prefer to call their belief systems. Neither of the major Satanic groups, The Church of Satan and The Satanic Temple, believe in Satan as a literal deity, for one. (There are a few theistic Satanists out there who do believe in an actual devil, but not in great enough numbers to be statistically significant.) And even if they did, they don’t believe in forcing anyone, let alone minors, to join up. They’re all about free will.

The show’s frequent name-checking of ingredients, tools, and deities frequently utilized in real spellcraft, as well as its use of concepts like astral projection and familiars as plot devices, are similarly loose—some might even say nonsensical, from a magical point of view—in their interpretations. If anything, the coven’s ritual cannibalism and practice of signing their names in the Devil’s book are more akin to the rhetoric of witch hunters in early modern Europe, who fed the public salacious (and baseless) tales of midnight orgies and shapeshifting witches in order to justify burning rebellious women at the stake. Of course, there’s not a lot of dramatic tension in an organization whose first guiding principle is “one should strive to act with compassion and empathy toward all creatures in accordance with reason,” so it makes sense that the writers of CAOS would take some liberties when designing the show’s fictional witches. But if you’re a fan of the show and meet a real-life Satanist, don’t worry—the most dangerous thing about them is likely to be a libertarian streak. [Katie Rife]

Charmed (The CW)

Which witch is this? There are three in Jennie Snyder Urman’s Charmed reboot: sisters Macy (Madeleine Mantock), Mel (Melonie Diaz), and Maggie (Sarah Jeffery), who discover they’re witches after their mom dies. Their magical abilities have been slightly tweaked; what was once Phoebe’s (original cast member Alyssa Milano) premonition is now Maggie’s telepathy. They’re still strongest when they’re working together, so the Power Of Three remains intact (aww).

But where, exactly, do those powers come from? Well, in its original iteration, Charmed was informed by general Wiccan tenets, e.g., spell-casting, potions, the use of familiars, etc. The Halliwell sisters—played by Milano, Shannen Doherty, and Holly Marie Combs—even had a Book Of Shadows, a similar copy of which was bequeathed to 2018’s Charmed ones. For the most part, the reboot has followed the same path, despite having a male witch in their writers room and the fact that the main characters (if not all of the cast) are Latinx. Season one hasn’t explored brujería much at all, even though there’s a long and rich history of it in Latin America. But the fourth episode, “Exorcise Your Demons,” introduced a bit of Santería, a syncretic Afro-Caribbean religion that draws from Catholicism and Yoruba beliefs, to the world of the Vaughn-Vera siblings. (The incantation was even in Spanish.) But Charmed is still leaving a whole lot of culture untapped while cobbling together a fairly generic form of witchcraft. We mean, if Starz’s Vida can feature a limpia de huevo, Charmed could have a barrida or two. Okay, so maybe that’s more curanderismo than anything, but the fact that we’ve already cited several Latin American-originating practices here proves there’s a lot more where that season-one spell came from. (Incidentally, Vida creator Tanya Saracho is developing a series about Afro-Latinx witches called Brujas). [Danette Chavez]

A Discovery Of Witches (Sundance Now/AMC Shudder)

Which witch is this? The source material for A Discovery Of Witches is Deborah Harkness’ historical-fantasy novel of the same name, which was in turn inspired by Harkness’ work as a historian and her decades-long private research into magic and the occult. The spell-casters on this Sundance Now series are a special brew—they’re informed as much by Harkness’ studies of “the transition from the superstitious Middle Ages to the rational, science-loving Enlightenment” as they are the occult. Dr. Diana Bishop (Teresa Palmer) is a very powerful, very undisciplined witch who’d much rather get tenure at Oxford than join a coven, but soon destiny—and a dreamy vampire played by Matthew Goode—come calling.

Though there aren’t many fun incantations a la Harry Potter, A Discovery Of Witches does touch on alchemy, which once seemed like magic. Much of the story in the first season centers on Ashmole 782, a book that’s more myth than manuscript. As our colleagues at io9 demonstrate, Ashmole 782 doesn’t actually exist, but the works of 17th-century alchemist and astronomer Elias Ashmole do. Harkness really did her homework, drawing inspiration from medieval alchemy, which was full of all kinds of fantastic occurrences and creatures (possibly even including vampires, though probably not ones as hot as Matthew Clairmont). [Danette Chavez]

Legacies (The CW)

Which witch is this? In short, the “just for funsies” kind. In this spinoff of a spinoff of The CW’s long-running supernatural teen series The Vampire Diaries, witchcraft and magic are heritable conditions. That means that you can chant in all the esoteric languages and draw all the arcane symbols you want, but if the blood of ancient magicians doesn’t flow through your veins, you’ll never be able to develop psychokinesis, manipulate time, read minds, or do any of the other cool tricks that the witches on the show can do. That puts Legacies, about a supernatural high school for witches, vampires, and werewolves, closer to Harry Potter or X-Men than any religious form of witchcraft. (The school’s called the Salvatore School for the Young and Gifted, for goodness’ sake.)

As for what these witches actually believe, vague gestures are made towards a pagan nature religion akin to Wicca: “I was a witch like you … we believe in the natural order of things,” an undead witch tells the biological daughters she’s never met (don’t ask) in one episode. That being said, the actual mechanics of the spells performed on screen are more reminiscent of the alchemical and theological systems of hermetic magic than Wiccan goddess-worship. Not that it really matters in the context of the show, whose characters spend a lot more time discussing who has a crush on whom than the philosophical underpinnings of the duality between “light” and “dark” magic.

Siempre Bruja (Netflix)

Which witch is this? Caracól Television’s Siempre Bruja, which was inspired by Isidora Chacón’s novel, Yo, Bruja, centers on a time-traveling witch named Carmen (Angely Gaviria). When we first meet her, Carmen is a slave in 17th century Cartagena, who’s on trial for being a witch. She’s condemned to death, but as the flames grow around her at the stake, she begins to chant. Suddenly, she washes ashore in Cartagena some 300 years in the future, where she’s in only slightly less danger. Siempre Bruja is part Buffy The Vampire Slayer, part Outlander—there’s plenty of teen drama mixed in with the time jumps.

Though it’s not referred to by name (at least, not in the first half of season one), there are plenty of clues that suggest Carmen and the other witches in the story are followers of Santería, which has a long history in Colombia. She chants in Lucumí, a variation of Yoruba that’s used as the spiritual language of Santería. (In fact, “Lucumí” can also be used as a synonym for the belief system itself.) Carmen also acts as a curandera, using plants to heal wounds in the past and present. She’s also able to communicate with ghosts, and spiritism is a huge part of Santería.

Source: tv.avclub.com

by Danette Chavez and Katie Rife

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by TalaMorningstar

Hey could you write a Matthew De Clairmont x reader about him getting jealous of the bond between his SO and her male best friend who are both very powerful witches? Thanks xox

Words: 761, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: A Discovery of Witches (TV), All Souls Trilogy - Deborah Harkness

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Matthew Clairmont, Reader, Original Male Character(s)

Relationships: Matthew Clairmont/Original Female Character(s), matthew clairmont/reader

Additional Tags: its not as long, aka a short drabble, You are a witch, Jealous Matthew, kind of, not really - Freeform, witchy holidays

[it-was-all-a-beautiful-dream]

Hii! Are you taking requests for Adow atm?

I’d really like to read a Matthew Clairmont × reader, thank you btw!

Oooh I’ll see if I can get something In the works x

[amica-aenigmata-naboo]

MATTHEW DE CLAIRMONT / A DISCOVERY OF WITCHES

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Drabbles/Oneshots

Genius - Matthew de Clairmont x Y/N 🍦🥀

Libidinosa - Matthew de Clairmont x Y/N NSFW 18+ 🥵🍦🥀

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Ice Skating

You could not believe your luck when Master Roydon had asked you to join him on the frozen Thames for an afternoon stroll.

Happily accepting you waited for him to come meet you.

“Ms. y/l/n, thank you for accompanying me on this walk today.”

His voice was soft as he spoke, standing in the hallway next to one of the servants of the house.

“I will be most honored to walk with you master Roydon.”

Your mother nodded approvingly at you and your father did to.

It was not always that you had such fine company. And he seemed to be the first suitor you actually paid attention to. How could you not? Master Roydon was one of the most sought after bachelors in London. Any woman would be lucky to court him.

Although he was a few years older than you, something not uncommon in these times, it didn’t stop how you felt about him.

Once at the stairs leading down to the water, he finally offered you his hand, helping you down the possibly slippy stairs.

It was like electricity coursing through you at the touch of his hand.

He helped slip the tools onto your feet and then steadied you, guiding you to move without letting you fall.

You were a bit clumsy at first, but soon enough got the hang of it.

Matthew never once let go of your hand. The two of you skating until you could not feel your feet from the cold.

Leading you back to the embankment, Matthew helped you out of your skates and back up to the street.

Once you got on street level however, he dropped your hand, keeping an appropriate but still somewhat close distance from you.

“I had fun today Master Roydon.” You dared to look at him, gifting him a smile.

“As did I. Shall we do it again? Maybe tomorrow?”

You didn’t want to sound too eager, but the thought of seeing him again so soon was tempting.

“I shall ask your father when we return to your house.”

“I would love to accompany you again Master Roydon.”

He delivered you to your house, kissing the top of your hand before turning to talk to your father, and all you could do was hope.

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Hocus Focus (Matthew Clairmont x Reader)

Rating: T

Summary: Matthew helps you visually block out your surroundings to harness your witch powers, and ends up enjoying the outing more than you had expected.

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“Matthew?” you call out. “Matthew, I don’t see how this will help me!”

You also can’t see. Period. Because your vampire boyfriend has blindfolded you. In the depths of the woods, no less!

“Focus!” he calls back, voice coming from somewhere over to the right of where you’re walking. “Clear your mind. Don’t think.”

With your arms outstretched, you walk over to where you heard him but bump into a tree.

“Oof.”

“You aren’t even trying,” Matthew insists. “Find me, little witch.”

You stand completely still and try to focus all your energy, harnessing it. All you see in your mind are swirls of blue and gold - but wait - they’re transforming. The swirls start to take misshapen forms of your surroundings beyond the darkness of the blindfold. And if you aren’t mistaken, you’re going to bump into another tree.

Not today, tree.

You stop, side-step it, and continue in this play-hunt for Matthew. Hopping over a protruding tree root, you give a little cheer. You’re doing it!

There’s a sudden crack of a twig and you freeze, knowing it wasn’t your foot that made the noise.

“Matthew?”

No answer.

Stay calm, focus.

There’s a tickle of coldness on the back of your head - like a roaming bullseye. You have nothing to fear. Turning around in place, you see in your mind a towering blue and gold form of Matthew. The corner of your lips turn up and you reach out with your hand which comes in contact with his chest.

“Found you,” you say.

“I knew you would,” he replies in his tempting honey-like voice. You can hear the happiness in his words. “Je suis fier de toi, ma petite sorcière.”

You can’t help but blush at his French. I am proud of you, my little witch. Your heart is racing now for a whole other reason, which makes you lose control of what you can see in your mind. Everything goes black again. When you reach up to take the blindfold off, Matthew grasps your hand.

“Are you not going to let me take this off?” you ask. At first, all you receive is a kiss in response. Soft at first, then hard. His ever-present natural musk of cinnamon and cloves fills your nostrils while his hand finds your waist in a firm grip. Breathing… His breathing is ragged.

“No. Keep it on.” Matthew’s voice is low, and tight like he’s holding something back. Could it be his animalistic side? (It’s certainly showing a new kinky side you’d not seen previously). But what’s stopping him from tearing you apart in these woods? He could easily do it; you are far from an experienced witch.

To say it was ‘love’ saving you from him would be naive, but then again…?

Being a witch with so much power, albeit virtually untrained in magic, you would think you would have the power not to trip and fall. That is far from reality as you find yourself hitting the hard ground. You sense his body now hovering over yours, as well as his slight breath against your skin.

The dirt is cold, you can feel it through your clothes, but it doesn’t compare to the prickling icy stare that Matthew’s eyes are giving you. Your neck feels frozen, so you can tell even without looking that this is where he’s fixed his gaze.

Matthew's lips make a smacking sound.

You swallow. No doubt he could sense the spike in your heart rate once more.

“W-what are you going to do…?” you ask. He places a chilly kiss to your neck. You can feel the smile on his lips.

“You’ll see.”