#Witch craft smp

[exiledsundew]

For the requests, how about Witchcraft SMP Cleo and Scott hanging out? They were such an iconic duo there. I miss my overpowered buddies...

I love them so much. Byfar the best SMP ever.

Thanks for the request!

(Ignore the hand Cleo is using to hold the cup, lineart on traditional is so hard)

[lunew156159]

Scott's skull has append in priates smp in the Kesterals Base!!! That's three smp connected by the skull. It appears the the skull start in Pirates smp becuse its lacking scotts eye , the Empire from scott back story, the Wtichcraft because that's after Empires!!! Also on a side note the means Pirate Joey might have been apart of one of the fatoctions!

[authorofcelesti]

Animatics I would make if I knew how

Insane-BlackGryph0n, DL!Pearl

Best worst ex ever-julia Cole music, broken hearts club

Who lives, who dies, who tells your story-Hamilton, Limited Life (about Jimmy)

Hamilton in 7 minutes, also Limited Life

You've got a friend in me/if I didn't have you -Scott&Ryceejo, ESMP2!Joel and Jimmy

How do I say goodbye?-Dean Lewis, life series Jimmy

Just a man - EPIC, @pacificwaternymph 's Kid Xornoth au Shrub

Survivor-2WEI, Witchcraft SMP

Never getting rid of me- Waitress, ESMP2!Joey

If we have each other-Alec Benjamin, ESMP1! Seablings

Viva la vida- Coldplay, ESMP1 ending

There's probably more, but this is all I could think of currently.

[gaybutterflynerd]

Why do I have a feeling Scott is going to have to betray his coven in the finale?

Why do I have a feeling winning might involve killing the other witches, including Cleo and Eloise?

[years-of-minecraft]

I Will now be putting in my two cents that Him is Sausage and this is an alternate ending from Afterlife or something and that’s why Scott is so comfortable with the dead

My proof for this statement? Sausage changed his skin on stream One Time and I chose to Connect The Dots

[nexusmonstrum]

@/WitchCraft_SMP on twitter has a free overlay for OC's and I decided to draw an old witch character that I made ages ago! She's all grown up now though!

[deadisplant]

hey babes can we try to NOT manifest an onceler arc with my slut era witch scott design here it's a pattern I'm starting to see and to be frank with you I'm a bit scared

[elineyuhu]

Yuhu! I'm so happy to announce that i got the opportunity to make Witch Craft SMP character designs and official artworks😊

Here's the compiled version, i hope you like it!

[pig-apologist]

Most witches in their first episodes; Explore the overworld, look at the cute wildlife, maybe loot a dungeon.

Cleo in their first episode; Creates an infinite money farm

[exiledsundew]

WITCHCRAFT SMP PLEASE, I'M ON MY KNEES,

Dosen't matter If it's Scot, Cleo, Pris or Bertha

I takie everything

Thank you <3

Here she is!!!!

[exiledsundew]

What an ending to the wcsmp. I might make this digital later.

[lunew156159]

Like scott gave up all his magic but before all this he turn him self in to a lich where are an unbead. So is Scott still a lich and does that mean he will out live Millo again? If so I'm going to cry, also Millo and Scott have to work together to up keep Scott's flactory... fanfic idea...

[authorofcelesti]

Shelby flew through the storm, narrowly dodging bolts of lightning. She considered turning her broom around and heading back to the familiar evermoor, but she shook her head against it.no, i left for a reason. This way, the Witch police will stop hunting me down.

A few minutes and seventeen bolts of lightning later, she figured she should land before she was actually dead. She quickly landed in a small clearing and used her cloak and broom to create a tent. She set down her bag to use as a pillow and quickly fell asleep.

<><><>

The next morning Shelby woke up, confused as to where she was. But then she remembered everything. The battle, the explosion, packing, the storm. I never did check to see if the spell worked or not. Crawling out of her makeshift tent, which had done a surprisingly good job of keeping her dry, she stood up and looked around the clearing. The tall pines dripped with leftover raindrops from last night and there was a small pond to her left. Shelby walked over and looked at her reflection in the clear water of the pond and compared it to her wanted poster. She had a spare set of clothes that Katherine had given her to try on about a week before Sausage became possessed, but even with them on, she knew it wouldn't be enough. She tried anyway though.

The clothes were very practical and a lot thinner than her now very ripped sweater and overalls. But she was a lot farther south and it was quite a bit warmer. Katherine had made her a loose blue shirt along with a pair of shorts held up by suspenders. The clothes had come wrapped in a navy blue cloak that had small gems scattered around it, making it look like the night sky. Shelby pulled the hood of the cloak up to cover her brown hair and checked her reflection before sighing. It would have to do until she could either make or find a potion to change it. Which was gonna be a top priority if she wanted to successfully hide from the Academy.

With a sigh, she pulled a map from her bag. Now, she thought to herself, where’s the closest village?

<><><>

The village was a peaceful place. The houses were whitewashed and had multi-colored roofs, reminding the witch of Chromia. Maybe I could settle here, she thought, but decided against it as she saw the town's newsboard.

Smack-dad in the middle, between help wanted advertisements and pictures of missing cats, was her wanted poster. Glancing around, she pulled up her hood a bit farther before ducking towards where she sensed magic. It seemed that she would have to travel quite a ways farther to be rid of the posters.

After a few minutes of walking, she found the potion shop. As Shelby walked through the door, a bell above jingled, alerting the shop owner to the presence of a customer.

"Hello there! What can I get you?"

The shop owner was an older man walking out of the backroom of the shop. His blond hair was pulled into a small ponytail at the base of his neck. He had blue eyes and large black wings folded behind his back. A young man, most likely his son, trailed behind him.

"Hi, I'm just looking for something to change my hair color."

"Of course! What color were you thinking?"  The shop owner said as he walked over to a shelf. He picked up one of the bottles and held it towards her." We just made a batch of this bright orange. It would go well with your eyes

"I don't think that I'm near bold enough for that, maybe white?"

"Hmm, I’m pretty sure we have some in the back." He said before turning to his son. "Tommy could you-"

"On it, Dadza." The boy said before rushing into the back.

“What currency do you carry?” the man asked her once his son had passed through the curtains.

“Oh.” Shelby hadn’t even thought of how she would pay for the potion. “I don't really have any currency, but I do have things to trade, like, uh.” she quickly rifled through her satchel for something that could be considered valuable. 

Mushrooms? No. spare rockets? Maybe. Oh wait! The young witch pulled out a handful of blaze rods. The shop owner’s eyes widened at the sight of them. 

“How in the world do you have so many?” he asked her. She opened her mouth to respond but was interrupted by a voice behind her.

“C’mon dad, she’s obviously some kind of adventurer.” Shelby turned to see two boys walk into the shop through the front door. The one who spoke wore a yellow sweater and a gray beanie covering his brown hair. She also noticed that he was slightly translucent and seemed to float an inch or two above the floor. A ghost, Shelby realized. He seemed more, sentient than the other ghosts she’s dealt with. His friend trailing behind him had long pink hair and tusks jutting out the corners of his mouth.

“Well yes, Wil, I can tell that.” the winged man told the newcomer. “I was just surprised that she had so many. You must've spent quite a lot of time in the nether.” he told her.

“You could say that.” she said, “Is this enough to trade for the potion?” 

He waved his hand. “Oh yes, yes. Most definitely. I can even toss in a few healing potions for you.”

“That would be great,” Shelby said, “ thank you.”

<><><>

Back in her clearing, Shelby looked at the potion and scrunched her nose. It smelled absolutely terrible. But if she really wanted the authorities of her trail, this is what she needed to do. She plugged her nose and gagged down the milky potion. She looked at her reflection and watched as her hair slowly turned white, starting at her roots and changing her naturally dark brown hair. She took a step back and gave a little spin. With both the hair color and new clothes, she doubted that anyone would recognize her from her posters. Now she just needed to find a place to settle. But it would need to be even farther from the evermoor than she already was. She carefully wrapped the empty bottle in her large cloak and put it in her satchel before jumping on her broom and taking off with the setting sun on her right.

<><><>

A week of flying later, Shelby was pretty sure she had found the right place. It was relatively isolated, so no one would try to find her, but there was a village with a spellbook store a bit to the east. She was just glad that the bookstore owner had forgiven her for accidentally casting a lightning bolt on him. 

She had set up about halfway up a steep mountain, and as much as she loved sleeping outside, she was getting sick of it pretty quickly.

"Ugh, I miss my bed!" She was currently sprawled on the grass right next to her campfire, a book of spells open next to her. The contents were mostly storm-based, which she had found an affinity for back in the academy. But that wasn’t as important as getting a good night’s sleep. Her back ached from the stupid rock that seemed to dig into her side no matter what position she slept in. she needed a house, stat. She just didn't know where to start.

Maybe I can use magic, like with that first hut in the evermoor. She sat up and ran over to her chest to search for items she could use in a house-summoning spell. She came up with a few scattered items that could work, a few pieces of deepslate, some blue-leafed saplings, some candles, as well as a few magical bits and bobs she'd found.

She set the items in front of her and studied them. Shelby couldn't really remember how she'd done it back in the evermoor. But if she'd figured it out once, the witch was positive she could do it again.

She looked over at the Gem crystal and picked it up. She must've grabbed it on her way out.

“How did Gem say these worked?” she asked no one in particular as she turned the Gem crystal over in her hands. To any normal person, it would just look like an amethyst crystal, like the ones found in Lizzie’s mines. But because of her magical training,  the witch could sense the reservoir of mana contained inside. She recognized the magical signature from the amethyst that had been integrated into Sausage’s magical staff. Maybe I can use it to make a new wand? She considered the thought, but quickly discarded it. The mana inside was too much to fit inside just a wand, and she didn’t have the knowledge of how to filter it out. That was more of wizardry than witchcraft.

The Witch set down the crystal on the ground beside her. But she must've done it too harshly, because her ears were soon met with a high-pitched hissing noise. Startled, she looked back at the crystal and realized that there was a large fracture running lengthwise along its purple surface. The mana inside, she realized, it’s escaping! She picked up the crystal and started panicking. At the rate the crystal was going, it was going to explode soon, and Shelby definitely didn't want that.

Acting on instinct, she threw the crystal away from her.

There was a flash of light and Shelby closed her eyes to avoid being blinded. When she opened them again, there was a tower sitting where she had thrown the cracked Crystal. It had a deepslate base with walls made out of a royal blue wood. What the,  she thought, did- did I do that? But how?  She looked around her little clearing and realized that she had thrown the crystal in the direction of the materials she had gathered. I guess that explains where the spell got the materials.

She walked up to the spruce door and put her hand on the doorknob. Slowly, she opened the door and was stunned by what was inside. The spell had not only conjured up a warm home, but had also furnished it with a kitchen, a fireplace, and-

“A bed!” Shelby quickly pulled off her shoes and jumped onto the soft mattress. It feels like sleeping on a cloud. And with a sigh, the runaway witch fell asleep.

<><Two months later><>

Shelby stepped out the front door of her house and yawned. It had rained the night before, so the ground under her feet squelched with each step. She heard a noise to the side of her and her eyes followed, but she froze when she spotted her mailbox with the lever on the side switched up.

Her heart stopped. Oh no, she panicked, have they found me?

She carefully opened her mailbox and pulled out the single letter placed inside. She sighed in relief as she noticed that the seal on the envelope wasn’t the Academy’s. 

In fact, she thought as she turned the letter over in her hands, weighing it slightly, I dont think ive ever seen that crest before. She carefully opened the letter and read the invitation she found inside.

Dear storm witch,

You have been chosen to participate in the witching event of the century. In the event of my death,

 I always knew that someone would have to rise and take my place as Supreme 

Witch. Which is why I’ve devised a series of games to determine my successor. 

Eight witches, one winner. Will you come out on top?

Follow the North Star during the witching Hour. it will show you the way.

Yours truly, the supreme witch

The Supreme Witch had often been talked about at the Academy. They weren't a single person, but a title passed on through mysterious circumstances. 

Well, not so mysterious to Shelby anymore.

If I was the supreme witch, I could clear my name easily! She realized, Even the Academy wouldn’t dare go against the supreme witch.

[lunew156159]

Pmg omg omg Empires x Witch craft is cannon its the skull from Empires Scott omg omg omg!

[authorofcelesti]

Chapters 1&2

A witchcraft x ESMP Au I've been working on for a while now

Shelby watched as the other emperors battled Sausage Supreme. Gem, Joel, and Jimmy were focusing all their firepower at the former protector of Sanctuary while the others battled with the large sculk tentacles preventing anyone from engaging with Sausage directly. Shelby looked down at the spell circle Gem had told her to cast.

<><Flashback><>

“It all comes down to Shelby.”

Shelby looked at Gem, stunned. It has only been a few hours since Gem had dropped the newsbomb that she used to be a wizard. And not just any wizard either. No, she was the wizard that founded the Crystal Cliffs Wizarding Academy, the direct rival of the Witches Academy.

“What do you mean, it's all on her?” Joe questioned, “the only reason we're in this mess is because she’s a bad witch!”

Katherine smacked him on the back of his head. “JOE!”

“We need Shelby to do it Joe, she’s the only one besides me who has experience casting complex spells.”

“Well then why can't you do it Gem?” Fwhip asked.

Gem sighed, “because I'm the reason he’s here. I defeated Supreme once, and now he’s back for revenge. That makes me the perfect bait.” the princess-turned-wizard (or was it Wizard-turned-princess, Shelby couldn’t decide) turned to Shelby. “You cured Cub from his corruption, you can cure Sausage of his.”

Shelby looked around at the other emperors staring at her before taking a deep breath and turning to Gem. “What’s the spell?”

<><Present day><>

Gold from Joel, Prismarine from Joey, iron from False, flowers from Scott, copper from Pix, slime and crystals from Lizzie, and a blue mushroom she had found in the Gnome Ruins.

Briiiinng

Oh, and Oli was contributing with a small musical performance, which he was tuning up  as she was placing the last of the redstone to connect the items. The witch turned to the bard. 

“You ready Oli?” he nodded and stepped into place along the outer edge of the spell. “Santa Perla, Pearl, Help us clean up this mess!” he shouted before beginning a small tune on his lute. 

I heard there a secret chord, 

That David played and it pleased the lord,

But you don't really care for music do ya?

It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth,

The Minor falls and the Major lifts..

Shelby let Oli’s singing fade into the background of her mind as she summoned her magic. Gem had told her that the original spell was used to trap a demon, but she had altered it to capture only the soul of Sausage supreme and not Sausage’s physical body that the dark Mage was possessing. To activate the spell, she needed to summon all the mana she possibly could to throw into the center of the circle. But she needed to wait for the right moment. 

Shelby looked up and watched the battle. Gem had her butterfly wings and princess dress, but she was dual wielding a sword and a Wizard’s staff that held an amethyst at the top, which glowed with power as Gem cast spell after spell, sending spikes of purple crystal at the possessed Sausage. Joel was throwing bolts of lightning at the TNT Jimmy was chucking at the tentacles.

“NOW SHELBY!” Gem suddenly shouted, pulling Shelby back to the spell. But in the confusion, she forgot to properly check her magic and it exploded as soon as she activated the spell. She cried out as she was thrown back against the wall, everything fading to black.

<><><>

When Shelby came to, she was lying on the ground, her feet trapped by a large piece of rubble. Grunting, she sat up and shoved it off of her. The witch stood up and looked around.

The magical explosion had completely decimated the portion of the spawn citadel that they had been fighting in. Dust hung in the air, making it near impossible for the witch to see. She could barely make out the piece of rubble that had fallen on her. The Witch looked around to see if she could spot any of her allies but she couldn't. She shook her head in an attempt to get rid of the ringing in her ears. It worked slightly, and she could hear someone shouting. But the noise was muffled, like she was underwater. 

Shelby moved closer to the shouting and soon recognized the voice as Joe's

“Where is she? Where is that witch!”

The witch in question hid behind one of the standing pillars, hiding from the pirate as Gem tried to pacify him.

“Joe calm down.”

“No Gem, she almost messed up the spell and we all nearly died. If-”

“Wait, where is shelby?”Katherine interrupted the pirate king.

"I don't know," Joel said, "But I don't see Sausage either."

"SAUSAGE, SHELBY!" Fwhip called out and the others soon joined him.

Shelby was about to step out, but something held her back. She didn't know what it was. But then she heard Jimmy’s voice 

“Wait Guys, what's that?”

“Isn't that Shelby’s hat?”

Shelby felt at the top of her head to find that her hat was, in fact, not there. 

"If Shelby’s hat is here," Lizzie asked, "then where's Shelby?" 

"SHELBY WHERE ARE YOU!" Katherine called out in a panicked voice. Shelby’s heart twisted. Even after the 'truce' at Oli's Rift Festival - which Joe didn't even hold up his end - Shelby still couldn't get rid of her feelings for the warrior princess. But now she realized why her subconscious had told her not to reveal herself.

This is perfect, she thought, if they think I'm dead then when the Academy comes looking for me, I'll have an alibi. Joe probably won't believe it, since he saw my letter to Grandma, but it's not like anyone really took him seriously aside from Sausage. 

With her mind made up and a faint plan of action in mind, Shelby quietly pulled out her broom and flew away toward the Evermoor to get the needed supplies. 

When she showed up at her witch hat house, both Mother Toad and Tortoise, her familiar, were waiting for her.

She rushed inside and grabbed a small bag that no one would notice was missing, quickly filling it with a few potion ingredients, food, a cloak, and one of her leftover Magic Gem Crystals. On her way back out, she grabbed a long navy blue hooded cloak so 5hat she could still move around undetected. She ran back out to her broom, mounted, then remembered. She quickly dismounted and picked up Tortoise. The purple toad stared at her and gave a small ribbit.

" Don't tell Sausage you saw me, OK? They need to believe that I'm dead." Shelby turned to Mother Toad as well. "You too, please." With that she set down Tortoise and turned back to her broom. Tortoise took a few hops towards her, but she pushed him back.

“I'm sorry Tortoise, but if I take you with me, they’ll know that I'm not dead.” she kissed her familiar on the head. “Keep the evermoor and the gnome spirits safe for me, OK?” Tortoise croaked twice and she took that as an answer. With one last look at the mangrove trees surrounding her home, she hopped on her broom and took off.

[exiledsundew]

I should digitalize my drawings I just made. I love the wcsmp so much, the motivation it gives me to finally draw!