#cozy magic au

[rookfeatherrambles]

Apparently the commission from @dcartcorner about my unnamed cozy fantasy Jmart AU is at like 400 notes of people just screaming about how much they want it so! Introducing: (It still doesn't have a name yet), the cozy (ish) fantasy au!

Jon is an archmage in training at the Magnus Institute of Arcana, (I gotta think of a better name) where he is apprenticed under Elias Bouchard, the actual Archmage of London. That's an important figure who keeps the balance of magic (and more)

Being close to the Archmage, Jon is learning some pretty incredible magic. But when he accidentally discovers Elias harnessing power from ancient, Eldritch and forbidden gods, Jon realizes that the magic he's been taught to use is furthering some kind of ritual to bring those terrifying creatures into their world and he's been helping all along without realizing it.

With knowledge that could throw London into chaos, Jon seals the knowledge away somewhere safe and then curses himself to become a cat, permanently, and flees the Institute for the city streets as a stray.

It was supposed to be permanently, anyway.

Meanwhile, Martin's moved away from his very overbearing and at the same time distant family. Heir to the powerful magic of the Lukas/Blackwood bloodline, Martin throws away all his prestige for the quiet of a cafe somewhere in the city and a modest life as a Hearthmage. It's a rundown place he's bought to make his own, but he's up to the task of fixing it up.

After a few months of living there, established and settled, he starts noticing that some of his fruits and vegetables are being eaten by a mysterious animal. After many stakeouts, he finally catches the culprit in the act. It's a scrawny black cat with green eyes and a crooked tail, and it has a fondness for tomatoes! Try as he might though, Martin cannot catch the cat. And then, one day, Martin opens the door to start the day and there it is. Sitting outside the door as if its an impatient customer. And there is a tomato in its mouth! Martin's tomato.

He is too stunned to speak, and just watches the cat saunter into the cafe, cool as you please and hop up on a chair to eat it's breakfast.

This is how the war of the veggie patch ends. With a tomato, some warm cream, and some cautious chin scritches.

[captainzigo]

i was inspired to make this by @amendokat !

[strawberrystepmom]

“so they’ve called you a witch, huh?”

thank you to @izvmimi and @bakvrue for the most absolutely beautiful gift in the form of this commission by @/komorebi.art__ on ig.

[bonkalore]

Just some cute stuff between Lucy and Cyprus while he's wearing his human glamour. Merfolk are close to cold blooded so they don't deal with extreme temperatures very well.

[chessuga]

Cozy Glow art dump cause I’m a sucker for the evil child trope. I still can’t believe they actually imprisoned her in stone LMAO

[gracebethartacc]

More mlp au art dump YIPPEE probably will color the concept designs later !!

[amendokat]

4/20 day and some other sketches

I haven't felt like drawing recently, college n.. stuff. I've been so tired. But here are a few sketches I made:

Cozy, Flurry and Luster smoking pot together (happy 4/20 day losers 🎉) + Flurry and Cozy "kissing" + Experimentations I'm making for a new, simpler art style. Criticism more than welcome.

[ravenkatthingz]

MATCHMAKER AU (DCA)

Summary TLDR

DCA: Matchmaker AU

You're the town's Matchmaker, you help people find matches and love in their life.

But you yourself have never really planned to go down that path, it never interest you before.

But then setting up your latest match, you find yourself falling for not one but both of the pair as you help nourish their love.

But, that can't be right.

Can it?

First post is a DCA post haha, boy I've sunk down the rabbit hole.

Like I mention in the slides, I've only been workshopping this idea for a tiny bit, so I'd love to hear any ideas, headcanons, all that good stuff if you have any! And potentially when I'm ready, I'm writing a story to be released on AO3 soon to test and see what people think of it!

I do hope people enjoy this idea of a Matchmaker reader insert!

[innocentlymacabre]

DUE NORTH: VIGNETTES / 9

A cozy urban fantasy about two best friends who move to the pocket of eccentricity and magic that is Due North

Producing a knife from one of her jacket pockets, Alecia made a small, sharp cut in the packaging of one of the two, scooping up the pills before they could hit the ground. She crushed the edge of one of them and sucked on the produced powder, testing its strength and pocketing the rest.

“What? Still don’t think I’m good for it?”

“I don’t think you’re smart enough for it, J. Twice now you’ve been duped into bringing me candy. Not even the good kind. Ended up giving it away with meals at the diner both times.”

“Hey, twice in – shit, how long has it been? Whatever. Twice in however many years is still pretty damn good!” he protested.

“Yeah, well, I’d just like to make sure it’s not thrice. But yeah, you’re good for it this time.” She reached into another pocket and produced a wad of cash. Jasper took it with an exaggerated bow, Alecia’s response to which was to roll her eyes, and unloaded the two packages before closing the trunk and walking back to the driver’s seat.

“Fix that headlight, J,” Alecia called out. ��Can’t count on me for light on your other routes.”

“Bye Alecia!” came the singsong reply as he sped off into the night.

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Berto, true to himself woke up well after noon. Bella, most untrue to herself, woke up even after him, having chosen to finish moving in after dinner the previous night. After a decidedly most undignified wake up, as Bella had so elegantly put it, Berto dragged the pair of them to a bookshop simply named Deluca’s. He raved about it the entire way there, claiming it was half the reason he moved to Due North at all.

Large glass double doors stood front and centre, opposite the canal that ran through the town. Small tables lined the two storefronts it occupied, its wonderfully comfortable light spilling out onto the pavement in front. Postcards hung from near invisible strings, each one unlike its neighbours, boasting fantastical narratives and landscapes dipping in and out of reality.

Overlapping scents floated around inside, books, new and old, mingling lively with fresh-baked cakes and pastries; the quietest music, soft around the edges, piggybacked on the aromas. Rows of books lined the front half of the store, some simply stacked on shelfs, some on painted carousels, others on platters hanging from the ceiling, and still other, ludicrously expensive ones, behind glass cases. The latter half boasted the most impressive patisserie either one of Berto or Bella had seen (“And I did a year in Paris!” Bella remarked). Lines of pastries, macaroons, puffs, breads, doughnuts, waffles, and more streaked down the enormous glass casing, leaving the two of them instantly famished, despite having eaten only half an hour ago.

Alia Deluca herself manned the counter, introducing herself proudly. It wasn’t arrogant pride, Berto noted silently, even though, looking around, she had every right to be. Rather, it was indulgent and her smile warm and welcoming, inviting you to enjoy with her.

Bella ordered a black coffee with a plain muffin and Berto, with a little more than a little difficulty, managed to ask for a strawberry tart and an iced coffee. Bella thought she glimpsed something vaguely bear-like in the kitchen while placing her order, but then kicked herself for making fun of someone’s body.

“Such a vanilla order,” Berto chided once they were seated. The sun was shining, a light breeze was blowing, and the riverbank glittered with fish merrily making their way about, so they took a table outside.

“What? Afraid I embarrassed you in front of your new little friend?”

“What?” Berto cried incredulously.

“Oh please, you could barely make it to the end of that order!”

“I’m sure I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he firmly negated, smiling slightly nonetheless.

Bella would have perhaps been less focused on teasing Berto if they had sat inside. For all the attention they spent on the bookshop itself, they had completely neglected the patrons, a mere glance at whom would have proved to be a rather useful introduction for the oncoming evening.

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[fandomgingerfox]

here’s some of the last Christmas multifandom fanart I made for Christmas

[radaverse]

Samurai nap time 💖

✨ PoM WIPs ✨

(not part of the main comic series but still-)

Local samuruy dad and daughter eeping 🥺

join the suscord for more wips lol

[thereareeyesinsidethetrees]

stan: ford, what the hell is it with you and getting possessed by ghouls??

ford: woah, hey, first of all, the first one was an entire fucking demon, not a ghoul. second of all, at least these new ones are *my* ghouls. third of all, apologize

stan: yeah, okay, i’m sorry. i should’ve said that. but, i still don’t get the ghost thing. when the fuck did you die, and why did it happen…(quietly) 1, 2, 3, 4…(louder again) twelve fucking times?!

ford: …i mean. you’re an entirely new person every seven years?

stan: ford.

ford: i don’t know where they came from. except for the eleventh one, he’s from weirdmaggedon. that one at least kind of makes sense

stan: …you…don’t know where the twelve ethereal versions of you that periodically possess you came from? and you’re not upset about them?

ford: well, they’re all me. it was their body before it was mine. we do have a ban on three, seven, and eight using it though. unless i’m about to be mauled to death, then seven and eight can try to prevent that

stan: three’s just never allowed in?

ford: not unless he wants to get the shit beat out of him by the others

stan: wh. what the fuck did three do

ford: …

stan: …

ford: …anyway, you’ve seen a transfer of the main body holder several times since i’ve been back here

stan: what

ford: it was eight when you brought me back, and now i’m number twelve

stan: WHAT

ford: isn’t it funny how so much can change without you ever noticing

[captainzigo]

[demonangelgirl134]

Recently, I got back into my little pony

Random Hater: Discord, Tirek, you're smelly, and I hate you.

Discord: How dare you!

Tirek: WTF!? I showered... like- a thousand years ago! I don't smell!

Discord: That. Is. Disgusting!

Chrysalis: *runs inside Sombra's room while he's sleeping* GET UP THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE!!!

Sombra: *jumps awake* Wh-what!?

Chrysalis: THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE!!

Sombra: *jumps up and runs out of the room screaming*

Chrysalis: I'm kidding! I'm kidding! There's no fire!

Sombra: I F*CKING HATE YOU!!!

Cozy Glow: Sleep!? I don't know about sleep! It's summertime!

Discord: COZY, GO TO BED!

Cozy Glow: Oh, he called me.

Also, I'm starting a new au where Discord was tasked to reform Tirek, Cozy Glow, Queen Chrysalis, and King Sombra after they lost all of their magic from getting turned to stone at the series finale. With the help of Fluttershy and Twilight, of course, because they made it so chaotic (and not the kind he likes) that he couldn't do it alone, because he couldn't take his eyes off them for two minutes without them pranking each other or causing a physical fight that resulted in somepony getting hurt. And the worst thing is, is that with them around, he has to be RESPONSIBLE

[lianatheowl]

Btw, have some Tirek👉👈 because yes

[misty-wolf-draws]

Cozy Glow

(AU design)

I currently have an MLP AU in the works. And while Cozy Glow plays a relatively small role, she is part of it since I gave her a backstory that ties to some of the AU's lore. So I changed up her design to fit that story. You can probably pick apart the design and find out what I did and what the AU is about.

I haven't developed it enough to the point where I can say enough without spoiling everything, but for those interested, be on the lookout for future content. I'll let you know what's relevant to the AU.

Speedpaint: