#sorcerer Jack

[seafoamdew]

The boys’ first battle together and Jack lets out the snark because Hiccup just can’t help himself from trying to tame a nest of dragonlings.

[rottenzone]

─── 🔸🔶🔸 ─── Handsome Sorcerer ─── 🔸🔶🔸 ───

[majoresca]

Delegate to your royal sorcerer, Cedric, important and potentially dangerous services that he should be in charge of?

Royal Family of Enchancia: 👎❌

Delegate to his royal sorcerer, Cedric, useless and potentially ridiculous tasks that any other servant would be willing to do but him?

Royal Family of Enchancia: 👍✔️

[queen-of-obsessing]

one of merlin’s favourite things about his new role as court sorcerer and king consort are the tournaments. Mainly because he gets to sit in the royal box, in fancy robes, sipping wine with his manservant Freddie attending to him and watch Arthur win round after round from afar. But...that’s only if it’s going well. 

On this particular afternoon, Arthur is not winning. His opponent is bigger than him, and very obviously using magic to cheat - and now Merlin’s role as sit there and look pretty is proving to be very confining. He longs for the sidelines, to be in George’s place. Unnoticed, lurking around a corner, able to interfere with his magic at a moments notice whenever he felt Arthur needed him. 

Freddie notices this. He watches with an attentive eye how his master squirms in his seat, a frustrated look on his face at not being able to help. Freddie looks down at the drink in his hands, contemplating how much trouble he would be in if he interfered, deciding against it until his king is stabbed in the leg by his massive opponent, and then he acts. 

In one swift movement, and without prior warning, Freddie spills his drink all over the regal court sorcerer, who looks up in horror. “Oh, I’m sorry, sire!” he cries,  dabbing at it with a cloth. “Come, let’s get you cleaned up.” Merlin squints at him puzzled, until he suddenly understands, and follows Freddie away from the booth, toward the back tents. 

“Go,” Freddie says. “Our king needs you.” 

Merlin ultimately turns the tide of the fight, making the opponent’s sword fly in the opposite direction than he intended, giving Arthur the upper hand to win the fight. But as his husband returns to the tents, bloody and exhausted, some part of Merlin expected him to be grateful. 

But nay. 

Arthur is incredibly pissed. Unlike all those times before, when Merlin would interfere and his love would be none the wiser, that wasn’t the case anymore, and Arthur knew full well what happened and who did it. “How dare you interfere?” he yelled, bursting into the tent. 

Merlin is aghast. “How dare I? I saved your hide!” 

“I didn’t need you to save my hide, I had it completely under control!” He stabs his sword into the ground. 

“Oh, yeah, tell that to the guy who would’ve lopped your head off!” 

“Merlin!” Arthur roared, getting up in his face. “For once in your life, stay in your place! Do your job, and let me do mine!” 

“My place is by your side!” Merlin shouts back.

“Your place is in the stands, looking pretty, and not interfering! How am I supposed to lead this kingdom if I can’t even win a simple tourney fight?” 

Merlin bites back his anger, not able to come up with a superior response. He knows he’s right, but he can’t shake off the fear. Everytime Arthur’s in danger, Merlin’s blood runs cold, like he is reliving Camlann all over again. “I can’t bear to lose you,” he says quietly, and all the anger in Arthur’s eyes dissipates. 

It is then that he understands. “You won’t,” he says softly. 

“Yet you can’t guarantee that,” Merlin replies. “Your life is nearly constantly in danger, do you honestly expect me to sit by and do nothing knowing that I had the power to stop it? I nearly lost you once, do not put me in a position where I’ll lose you again.” 

Arthur gazes at him, mulling this over. It is after this argument, that the married royals ultimately decide to make a deal. Merlin is forbidden from interfering at tournaments, unless it is explicitly clear that the other opponent is cheating. But it will take Freddie a while to recover from his heart attack, thinking Arthur was going to fire him for aiding in the interference. “No more spilled drinks,” Merlin comments to him after. “Although it was a very smart move.” 

“Thank you, sire,” Freddie replies, wobbly from fear but relieved that he gets to keep his job...for now. 

[therubymute]

Jujutsu Hilda: Shibuya Arc

We have The amazing characters Lauren, Leanne, and Fern who belong to the one and only @blaithnne and do go follow them if you want more Hilda related content or if you just wanna see some cool art and style replication,

Staring as

Yuji Itadori/Ryomen Sukuna is Hope

Satoru Gojo is Kaisa

Megumi Fushiguro played by Leanne

Nobara Kugisaki played by Fern

Kenjaku/Geto is played by My Hilda

Aoi Todo played by Jasmine with a special guest, guess if you can.

Finally is LAUREN WHO PLAYS AS THE ONE AND ONLY DIVINE GENERAL MAHORAGA

Random things Lauren and Hope we’re originally gonna have a piece together but I instead ended up making this massive piece.

It took my 7 months to finish this image, it’s the biggest piece

[kurokrisps]

more of my BASTARD!!! Heavy-Metal-Fantasy AU

[kdval]

Big multifandom collection [1/?]

› Elden Ring

› Baldur's Gate 3

› Resident Evil 4: Remake

› Cyberpunk 2077

› Red Dead Redemption 2

[lemonpiemosasaurus]

😔🫶

[sntafe]

A JAVEY D&D DRABBLE inspired by @we-are-inevitable 's post about javey d&d + my current d&d campaign

“So, what do you do?”

Jack looks up from where he’s currently trying to stack his dice. “I’ll go through the door.”

Davey looks down at his notebook. “Okay, you open the door and step in.” He pauses. “How much does your character weigh?”

“I really don’t like when you ask me questions like that.” Jack looks down at his character sheet. “Like… one-eighty plus sixty-ish pounds of gear.”

Davey nods, flipping through a few pages and rolling a few dice. “As you step into the room, the floor gives out beneath you. You take ten damage.”

“Ten?!” Jack looks down at his character sheet then back at Davey. “I only have six HP! I’m dead!”

Davey shrugs with a smirk. “Roll death saves.”

“Davey, please, I literally have healing potions on me, I–”

“You were just knocked unconscious, how would you drink the potion?”

“Can’t someone come down to help me? Like, feed it to me or something?”

“The fall is too far for anyone else in the party to safely get down to help you.”

Jack sighs. He knows it’s no use arguing. He grabs his D20 and rolls.

A six.

Okay, not off to a great start.

A one.

Okay, this is not looking good.

A thirteen.

Jack lets out a sigh of relief. “I just barely made it.”

Davey quirks an eyebrow. “That close, huh?”

“Yeah. I rolled a three, then a one, and then–”

“Wait,” Davey interrupts. “You rolled a nat one?”

Jack just stares at Davey. “…Yeah?”

“Jack, a nat one counts as two failed saves.”

“What?!” Jack jumps up from his chair. “I didn’t know that! That doesn’t count!”

“I’m sorry Jack. It does count. Your character is dead.”

Davey doesn’t look sorry. He looks amused and Jack knows he’s eating this up.

“No! Davey, please, I’ve never asked you to bend the rules for me–”

“Very not true–”

“You can’t just let Mike die like that!”

“You were the one who walked into a room without investigating first,” Davey shrugs. “Rest in peace Mike.”

Jack slumps into his chair with his arms crossed. “This is so unfair,” he mumbles.

“It's very fair, since those are the rules of the game, but whatever you need to say to make yourself feel better.”

Jack sticks his tongue out and rests his head on the table. Under the table, Davey rests his hand on Jack’s thigh and gives it a gentle squeeze. This is all a game, so Jack’s not actually upset with Davey, but he is one hundred percent a drama queen, so he’s going to act upset for the rest of the session.

Davey turns his attention towards the rest of the party. “So, what do you do?”

[adarkrainbow]

Even more fairy tale references from "The Throne of Eldraine":

The Sorcerer's Apprentice:

Russian fairytales:

Beauty and the Beast:

Sleeping Beauty/Briar Rose:

Jack and the Beanstalk/Jack the Giant Killer:

Rapunzel:

The Snow Queen:

Pinocchio:

The Little Mermaid:

Various "fairytale fantasy" works (The Last Unicorn, Howl's Moving Castle...)

[tnbc-thoughtsandheadcanons]

Disney Sorcerer's Arena acknowledging Jack & Sally's marriage before LLTPQ even did

[paprikaries]

Handsome Sorcerer _ wip Fanart Character: Handsome Jack (Borderlands franchise) I never really liked the design of the handsome sorcerer in the actual game. Basically he’s a skeleton in a cap. I think that it would have been more cool if he had a magic violin with which he can summon a magic warrior, and also can shoot magic beams. He travels on he’s magic horse (ButtStallion), obviously. I imagine him with no mask on, and when he uses his magic powers, his scar starts to bright. I think I’d like to create a gif or something! Let me know what you think! :)

[age-of-moonknight]

“The Book of the Vishanti: Legacy of the Wolf Part II,” Doctor Strange: Sorcerer Supreme (Vol. 1/1988), #27.

Writers: Roy Thomas, Dann Thomas, and Jean-Marc Lofficier; Penciler and Inker: Geoff Isherwood; Colorist: Paul Becton; Letterer: Artie Simek

[satorusluver]

Once again thinking about that JJK college AU I mentioned a while ago and I'm dying to know what majors you think the guys would have??

[protect-namine]

you know, I think neji would enjoy playing dnd. getting to write stories and play characters with no limitations, and having to improv with the other players because he would never have full control of where the story was headed? it would be a dream come true, and also therapeutic. neji would of course be the dm who would "yes and" anything his players want to do. the story would be something everyone has input on and would help shape. an adventure that neji himself couldn't predict or write on his own. also, just imagine him describing his setting and doing all his character voices, he'd love that so much

I think it would be a good exercise for quartz too, because they'd have to make their own characters and backstories and roleplay in character without a script to direct them. especially to kisa "transparent vessel" tachibana, who can act out any character but is afraid of letting herself be seen through them. similarly, kai as well, since he'd be in charge of his own character instead of propping someone else up

on the flip side, fumi would get to enjoy playing a character but not having the pressure to be the lead/spotlight of a story. he's there to play, not perform

sou would also LOVE dnd. I think he'd be really into the character creation and lore, and is probably the next person I can think of who can try being the dm when neji is sick/tired/wants to be a player. he's the player who takes down notes and remembers one small detail neji mentioned four sessions ago that becomes relevant to the current session. neji loves him because sou is the one who appreciates his world building the most

suzu and fumi would instigate so much in the adventure, which neji would love. suzu makes a character everyone loves (like hachipochi) and always brings snacks to the table

fumi has read all of the player handbook, and mitsuki has read maybe a quarter of it (only the relevant parts to his character and how some dice rolls and combat work). mitsuki is also the one who doesn't put much effort into his character's backstory but unexpectedly gets big character development during the adventure, surprising everyone in the table including both the dm and himself

otori is very good at both roleplaying and combat, has created a compelling character, and tries to go on solo adventures but eventually gets roped into the party because he can't adventure alone in neji's setting

[kaibaspuppy]

eso is sooo fun ^.^ here's my guys cairisen and gwenolyn, they're siblings