#warlock!klaus

[vaugarkel]

Awe, yes!! That is like the best part of him, being broken!

So real.

[klaus-littlestwolf]

would you make a Klaus fic, where he and reader are under a sex spell? just a sex magic fic, you can decide on the plot🥰

love your fics btw💕

Warning:Dubcon cause sex pollen, talk and use of sex toys, desperate/passionate fucking, needy Hybrid sex, brief realization of Yandere behavior at the end

‘You’re joking!’ I exclaimed, unable to unhear what Bonnie had just told me.

‘No, not at all. We need to keep you away from everyone else because this spell can potentially effect others who come in contact with you. Caroline has already said you can stay in her parents cabin, Damon is taking you there now.’ She shooed me out of the room and outside to Damon’s car.

‘Get in the back!’ He snapped as I moved to slide into the passenger seat. ‘I don’t need this shit effecting me next-‘

‘Why can’t I just stay in the cell in the basement? That way I won’t be alone…I’m scared-‘

‘Because Klaus was hit by that shit too, we don’t know if he knows what it was yet and with how desperate he is for you every other day without being bewitched, I can’t even imagine what he would do with you now.’ He explained as if I were a small stupid child and I wanted to hit him desperately.

A warlock coming after Elena (as always) for Doppelgänger blood for one of his spells had attacked us. I had grabbed a potted plant outside of the Grille and cracked it over his head which gave Elena enough time to run and find Damon, though as he whirled around to me there was suddenly an angry Hybrid standing in front of me which gave the Warlock pause.

Klaus had seemingly taken an interest in me as soon as he arrived in town and while I don’t encourage him, I’m also not cruel or mean either, which seemed to make him think he had a chance.

The man reached into his jacket and pulled out a small spell bag before dumping some pink powder into his hand and blowing it at the both of us. I couldn’t help but inhale it, only breathing in more when I began choking and hearing Klaus do the same, my eyes and nose burning as I felt his hands holding onto me. Though he was still coughing himself he checked on me (which I found very sweet), hands on my face and inspecting me before brushing the powder off of me leading to me returning the favor. He had no clue what it was and neither did I but after a quick thanks I left to find my friends and a witch to tell me what the fuck I just inhaled.

Turns out we had both been choking on a very powerful potion that people had dubbed “Sex Pollen”. Many witches used to use it several hundred years ago but most stopped once people began insisting that it led to way too many people becoming effected (since all you needed to do was injest a drop) and ending up sexually assaulting whoever came across their path. The potion is typically in a liquid form but talented witches can make it in a powder, however it is about ten times more potent.

‘Stay here, theres food and water, TV, books. Everything you could possibly need. Caroline also bought you some…play things…to help. God this is so gross, they’re in the bedroom. Get out of my car-‘

‘No! How long do I have to stay here?!’ I snapped making him roll his eyes.

‘Bonnie said in the powder form it can take several hours to kick in but it lasts a few days, though with how much you breathed in probably a week at least. Go! Before you infect me too and we really have a problem!’ I grabbed the bag that Elena had packed me and slid out of the car, walking inside and locking the door behind me with a heavy sigh.

‘Fuck All Of You Assholes!’ I screamed, hating my friends for abandoning me just so they wouldn’t suffer as well before I looked around the cabin, finding the bedroom with a large California King that was quite comfortable. I also came across a basket on the bed which contained a rechargeable wand, a 7 inch pink suction cup dildo, a butt plug and a bottle of salted caramel flavored lube. ‘Why The Fuck Was She So Thorough?!’

I set the basket aside and stripped out of my shirt and jeans as I began feeling warm, climbing into the bed under the sheet and deciding to try and take a nap before I get hit with killer horniness.

The nap didn’t last more than an hour before I woke up rolling around restlessly, my body sweating now as a hot feeling in my stomach began intensifying. I couldn’t tell you how long I laid there writhing in misery before I heard a loud knock at the door, instantly hating the world that much more.

‘What are you doing here?!’ I snapped as I finally dragged myself to the front door, moody and uncomfortable which made me unable to be kind.

‘I thought I would come and assist you. Wouldn’t want you suffering through this alone, now would we?’ Klaus asked, looking every bit as put together as always but I could see in his eyes how desperate he was. I could also see his impressive bulge tenting his jeans.

‘How did you find me? I was-never mind. Go away Klaus!’ I groaned, moving to shut the door.

‘I followed Damon, he wasn’t very careful, my guess is he didn’t much care if I found you. They just wanted you away from them before they had to suffer too, your friends that you protected sent you away to save themselves. Seems really selfish to me.’ Any other day I would disagree but with how I was feeling I couldn’t argue with him, prompting me to agree.

‘You’re right…Fuck them! Couldn’t even put me downstairs! Had to leave me all alone!’ I raged as I was overcome by a cramping pain straight down to my pussy causing me to double over.

‘Invite me in Love, let’s help each other? It’s going to be days with only brief hours of relief between…let me help you get some relief?’

‘Klaus, I can’t-‘

‘You want me just as much as I want you, don’t lie!’ He growled, eyes glowing gold now as he showed how desperate he really was, so far gone that he wasn’t able to hide it anymore.

‘It’s just this stupid magic-‘

‘No! No, I’ve wanted you since I first set eyes on you, and you…you need me too.’ His hand reached down to grab his crotch, pupils nearly swallowing his entire eye whole. ‘I can make your pussy feel so good baby, you need me! Who else could go anywhere near as long as a Hybrid, huh?’ He was right, if anyone could help me it was Klaus, especially with how pent up he is himself. ‘Please Y/n? I need to be buried in your little cunt, and you know you need it too! Your fingers can’t help you the way my cock can and I know you’ve dreamt of my cock in your needy little pussy since long before this ever happened-Fuck! I Need You! Please?!’ He begged and as I felt a rush of wetness coat my panties I whined, nodding my head. ‘Say it Y/n…Say It!’

‘Come in Klaus! Please?! I need-‘ I didn’t get to finish my statement before I was tackled to the floor with the Hybrid yanking his pants open and shoving them down enough to free himself before tearing my panties off of my body and shoving himself into me roughly.

‘So Fucking Perfect! Knew your cunt would be perfect! Tightest little cunt-Fuck! Never gonna stop fucking you baby!’

‘Yes! Don’t Stop! Fuck Klaus, your cock! So good!’ Tears leaked from my eyes as he continued thrusting into my body. The sound of skin slapping together echoing through the house and out the front door that hung on one hinge from where the Hybrid had nearly ripped it off as he entered. ‘Oh Fuck!’ I threw my head back against the carpet as my first orgasm rushed through me out of nowhere, only realizing he had finished with me when I felt the hot cum inside of me as he continued thrusting, never once even slowing down.

‘I need to feel you squeeze me again Babygirl, cum for me! Cum for your Alpha!’ The second orgasm was just as strong as the first as I came and felt his body tense up as well before he finally stilled, breathing heavily into my neck.

‘I think…we’re in trouble…’ I panted heavily and he chuckled before looking down at me, hesitating only a second before pressing his lips to mine in a soft, lovely kiss. ‘Don’t stop.’ I insisted when he pulled back, grabbing onto his neck and pressing my lips to his this time as I enjoyed our kiss.

‘This isn’t how I wanted it to happen, I wanted to take you on a date, show you how much I love you…then I was going to fuck you…wanted to make you feel so good you would never leave me again-‘

‘It’s okay, you’ve just done it backwards…you can still take me out, just after this is over because I don’t think people would appreciate you fucking me over our table.’ I teased, enjoying the genuine smile that I got from him, only ever seeing it when he looks at me which has always made me feel special.

‘That’s the spell talking-‘

‘I liked you before that you idiot! I just never really thought you were all that serious.’ I admitted, pushing him up and feeling his (once again) hard cock slide out of me as he helped me stand up.

‘How could you think that? I’ve gone out of my way to show you-your friends told you I was using you, didn’t they?’ I nodded and he huffed a heavy sigh before wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me into a rough kiss. ‘I love you, regardless of any doppelgänger or your awful friends. After all of this I will take you out properly, I promise…but until then-‘

‘No! No more floor fucking, there’s furniture and a bed here for a reason, no more carpet, it hurts.’ I explained, feeling the rug burn against my back and ass.

‘No more rugs, but I need you now.’ He growled, lifting me by my thighs and appearing in the bedroom instantly, dropping me onto the bed. Just as he spread my legs he paused, glancing over to the table and reaching out to grab the basket with the things Caroline had left. ‘What-‘

‘Caroline left them for me. I guess she wanted to help me since I’m all alone.’

‘Interesting…does she know you well, or not?’ He wondered, picking up the butt plug and raising his eyebrows making me blush as my body started sweating.

‘Klaus! Stop the teasing and get inside me! The cramps are starting, so if you’re not going to help me then get the Fuck out and I’ll do it my-Ah!’ I cried out, feeling the rounded end of the plug pressing to my tight hole and rubbing against it. ‘Oh God!’ Klaus took the lube bottle and squeezed a healthy amount onto the plug before tossing it to the other side of the bed and pressing it back against my ass.

‘Relax Precious, this is going to make it feel so much better!’ He promised, pushing the plug harder until it popped into my hole. Klaus could feel his cock throbbing even harder at the sight of the jewel on the end of the plug. ‘You are so fucking perfect! How do you fee-‘

‘Klaus! Please?!’ I begged, pulling him closer and yanking at his shirt before getting it off and sighing in relief at the feel of his hot skin against mine.

Klaus shoved his jeans and boxers the rest of the way off, finally naked as well before taking hold of his cock and pushing himself back inside of me. ‘There you are love, feels so fucking good, doesn’t it? Both of your slutty little holes stuffed up?’

‘T-Too much-Never-‘

‘Never been so full before, I know Baby! I-Fuck!’ Suddenly as if he could no longer control himself he began thrusting into me frantically. ‘Mine! My Fucking Cunt!’ He snarled, Hybrid visage taking over as he fucked into me so hard I briefly wondered if he could shatter my pelvis like this.

‘Yes! Yours! All yours, don’t stop! Please don’t stop?!’

Y/n couldn’t have said how long Klaus continued like that. How long he thrust into her cunt at a painful speed, how many times the both of them had climaxed together while he still continued to fuck his (somehow still) hard cock into her, she couldn’t even say how many times he had buried his fangs into her throat in an effort to mark her as his like a werewolf marking his mate…and maybe he was. Odds are she was never getting away from him now-not that she wanted to.

It was a week later that Damon finally came back to the house to check on her finding the front door ripped open.

He ventured inside, not hearing anything and figuring that it was over for Y/n and who was inevitably Klaus that had torn the door off the hinges. He was prepared with jokes galore for the the drive back, excited to pick on the young girl for giving into the monster that had been after her for months but sadly he never got to use those jokes.

Damon opened the door to the bedroom to find his girlfriends friend snuggled into Klaus Mikaelson’s naked chest fast asleep. The Hybrid however seemed to have awoken as soon as he turned the doorknob, his yellow eyes finding his with an intensity that he had never seen. He bore his fangs, lifting his head and Damon (one of the only people who had never truly feared Klaus Mikaelson) was instantly terrified. It was like a bucket of ice water dumped on him, alarm bells ringing in his head declaring the danger that he is in prompting him to throw up his hands instantly. As Klaus moved to sit up, the young vampire shut the door promptly and hightailed it back to his car, peeling back down the driveway.

He doesn’t know how long that stuff will take to wear off but it definitely hasn’t yet and he would not be disturbing them again!

Y/n and Klaus were in the house for nearly 2 weeks before they felt as if their bodies were back to normal though they stayed for another week after that. No one could have imagined how close such a spell would bring them…no one except Klaus of course.

The witch he had hired to make that powder had done a wonderful job, money well spent in the Hybrids mind. The spell had worked better than he ever could have imagined and it had gotten him exactly what he wanted.

The only thing left to do was to kill the witch that had helped him and ensure that his mate never learned that he was the one who had dosed her.

He finally had his girl, he couldn’t let something so trivial ruin it.

Klaus Mikaelson Masterlist

[skyguys-princess]

𝐕𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧

𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓈 𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑜𝒹 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔.

He’ll stand behind you, biting into his wrist. Holding it to your lips for you to drink, before grazing his long fingers against your neck. Tucking your hair behind your ear, out of the way of your jugular. “Mi amor,” he whispers. His lips brushing against your sensitive skin, before he slowly sinks his fangs in. Feeling your body tense, he snakes his free arm around your waist to support your weight. Before he slowly starts to suck, his soft lips caressing your skin. While your blood trickles down his throat, he moans softly. “Fuck…” Eyes closing, as he breathes you in. The feeling of you drinking his blood as well, heightening the euphoria.

𝑅𝑜𝓈𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝒹.

Red roses are his favourite flower, symbolising you. Thorny to him when you’re mad or protective, but when you let him get close enough. You’re sweet, like the gentle petals of a rose. Caressing the pads of his fingertips.

One of his favourite things is to leave a red rose on your windowsill, he sits on the roof. Keeping watch, because he knows you won’t invite him in. (Not that he blames you given his family.) He’s careful to take the thorns off, because even though he loves the symbolism. He wouldn’t be able to live with himself if you got hurt because of him, especially because of something so fickle.

𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊.

Especially after you’ve just figured out who he is, it breaks his heart to see you in the middle of this feud. Especially when you got hurt during the night of the curse breaking. He ripped Klaus’ warlocks head off as I result, and nearly his brothers.

After calming down, he found you after his transformation. Curled up in your comfy bed, you finally invited him in. His heart melted at the sight of you, all tucked up. In need of him, the protective instincts swirling in him. He approaches you, slowly. Making sure you’re not afraid of him after everything that’s gone down. When you don’t tense, or shrink away. He slowly scoots onto your bed beside you, leaning back against your pillows. Wrapping an arm around your shoulders. Biting into his wrist before offering it to you. He saw you grimace at the sight of his blood, “it’s okay. It’s not as bad as it looks,” he rests his head atop yours. Smiling softly as he feels you wrap your lips around the small puncture wound. A soft growl leaves his throat as he feels you hesitantly suck at his wrist. “That’s a good girl,” he murmurs in your ear. Slowly tucking your hair behind your ear. Carding his fingers through the strands, carefully. He watches the bruises slowly fade, a smile tugging at his lips.

A foreign feeling tugs at his heartstrings as he sees your eyelids droop. Continuing to glide his fingers through your silky strands, twirling the end of your hair around his finger. Ever so carefully so he doesn’t disturb you, “oh bella…” He murmurs, voice a little groggy with sleep. He slowly pulls his wrist from your mouth, dragging the pad of his thumb across your lips to wipe them clean before popping it in his mouth. Licking the remnants of his blood off, before he leans closer. Ghosting over you, placing a feather light kiss on the corner of your mouth. “Sweet dreams my beautiful girl…”

[dividers by @vibeswithrenai]

[captainkirkk]

✩ WEEKLY FIC ROUND-UP ✩

All the fics I’ve read and really enjoyed in the past week-ish. Reminder: This list features any and all ratings and themes. Please look at tags and warnings on ao3 before reading.

Shadowhunters

Enthrallment by smilebackwards

It does look a little bad, Parmela thinks, looking at it from outside. As more specialists had been called in for consultation, they’d decamped to one of the larger conference rooms—eschewing attendance at A, B, AB, & O: The Impact of Blood Type on Non Subject Specific Blood Magic, because this was vastly more interesting and potentially important—and there are a round dozen high-level warlocks clustered around Alec, poking at him with magic.

Or: Alec attends the Magical Inventions and Advances convention in hopes of recruiting warlocks for another Downworld Cabinet. The warlocks, however, are more interested—and concerned—by the blue magical aura following Alec around.

DC

temporal fraternity by envysparkler

Damian clears his throat. “I require your assistance.”

The words come out easier with the benefit of practice and the knowledge that no one will remember them tomorrow. Today. Tomorrow-today.

The Umbrella Academy

cut me open and i still bleed red by aletterinthenameofsanity

Part 1 of the odds were never in our favor

Ben knows his fellow mentors pretty well, for how long he's spent here, behind the screens of the Games, watching as his tributes die.

Allison, from District One, has a way with the sponsors. Just a word placed here or there, stealthily dropped into conversation, and she can get her tributes the shit they need.

In his time as a Mentor, Klaus has developed a habit of drinking to get through the Games, and through the rest of his life, really- anything to avoid the truth of what's happening, the ghosts of the children he and Ben have sent to their deaths.

Very few people remember what Five’s name was before the Games. Caesar Flickerman and the Gamemakers nicknamed him that when he took out the entire Career Pack on his second day in the Arena.

Vanya’s the newest Mentor, the victor of the Seventy-Third Hunger Games.

Diego’s one of Ben’s oldest not-quite friends. A Victor from District Ten, he’d gone into the Games knowing how to kill an animal.

All the other Mentors Ben knows try never to get attached. Luther, on the other hand, doesn't forget a single name.

(A story of seven victors of the Hunger Games and the lives they live as Mentors.)

Danny Phantom

The Promised Land by redrobin1989

Danny Fenton has been running for years, from his abusive parents, from Vlad's experiments, from his freakish powers. He expected to be running his whole life until he found his way to a small town that felt like the home he'd never had.

M!ik

Study Dates Are Not Real Dates by StormySteady

A very important exam is coming up, and Asmodeus is trying his hardest to get Iruma and Clara to study for it. But his soulmates have other ideas.

Star Wars

Starlight, In All Its Forms by Soap_And_Lye

When Luke was eight, he was taken from his home on Tatooine and delivered into the hands of the emperor and his right hand.

When Luke was sixteen, he overheard the emperor's plans to steal a tiny Force sensitive child and saves him first, before being caught and dragged back to his masters' keeping.

When Luke was eighteen, he finds that same child on Gideon's cruiser, and spares both him and his family, including a silver clad Mandalorian.

And when Luke was twenty-four, he is captured by the Rebellion (captured or did he just let it happen? Really up for debate) and secretly sent as a prisoner to Mandalore, where Mand'alor Din Djarin rebuilds his planet and raises his son.

And the rest was history. Or the beginning.

Clone Wars

will you be an anarchist with me? by a_alene

Once the Kenobi floodgates are opened, they cannot be closed. Cody has apparently been keeping an itemized list of disagreements, and he is determined to tell Rex each and every one of them.

Kenobi refuses to listen to Cody’s input. Kenobi throws himself into battle with no regard for previously established battle plans. Kenobi uses the Force so recklessly and obviously that every undercover assignment is blown within the first few minutes. Kenobi is a hypocrite who berates Cody for sidestepping protocol, but flouts it himself at every opportunity.

CT-7567: bet you wish you had skywalker now

CC-2224: I wish for nothing but the cold embrace of space

Right. And he says Kenobi’s dramatic.

(Marshal Commander Cody and High General Obi-Wan Kenobi of the 212th cannot stand each other. Rex doesn't know why this is his problem.)

poetry is what you find (in the dirt in the corner) by fivecenturiesverse

(In which Cody becomes an anonymous poet after the war and his brothers find out.)

Rex launches forwards immediately and so does Bly, because he can admit to himself that he likes gifts. He likes gifts a whole lot more than Cody and Wolffe, anyway, who both act like martyrs who don’t need any material love. “Poetry, vod?” Bly asks, incredulous. “Cody’s right, you are going soft.”

“It’s by a clone,” Fox says, defensively, “it’s quite good, actually. For poetry. It made Sergeant Hound cry at the service.

[irislirios]

fave fanfics

just a lil collection of my fave fics! amazing writers with amazing works!! will update as soon as i find more faves! ps: some of these works are +18!

CRIMINAL MINDS

aaron hotchner x reader

beneath the ice by @hoe4hotchner

choiceless hope by @hotchfiles

darling, in any life by @hotchfiles

help me hold onto you by @hotchfiles

how far we’ve come by @14buddy22

in nomine patris, et filii, et spiritus sancti by @hotchfiles

lingerie by @hoe4hotchner

bau x reader

out of time | part 2 | part 3 by @freckles-things

jemily x reader

missed game by @elizabethsnuts

luke alvez x reader

what's the fascination? by @etclouie

spencer reid x reader

as time goes by by @parfaitblogs

talk some sense to me | part 2 by @sinfulspencer

tempting the cowboy by @incognit0slut

trouble almost all my life by @januaryembrs

twisted by @dreamwritesimagines

wavelength by @pathologicalreid

FAST & FURIOUS

dante reyes x reader

lavender love by @missjadesfics

MARVEL

bucky barnes x reader

a touch of comfort by @fanficimagery

pick me by @buckyalpine

to have & to hold by @slyyywriting

namor x reader

doctor by @acciopietro

natasha romanoff x reader

underestimated butterfly by @canumoveurseatup-no

peter parker x reader

alone by @strangermarvelss

steve rogers x reader

halloween is the perfect time for tricks—and treats by @witchywithwhiskey

stony x reader

secret by @sinner-as-saint

stucky x reader

big boys by @lostalioth

protect and forget by @myfictionaldreams

tony stark x reader

How long have you wanted this? by @empresskylo

(un)broken by @abrunettefangirlnerd

MULTIPLE CHARACTERS

andy barber & ari levinson & ransom drysdale & nick fowler & steve kemp x female reader

giving your body and soul to the warlocks by @witchywithwhiskey

STRANGER THINGS

eddie munson x reader

private viewing by @lokis-army-77

THE GRAY MAN

lloyd hansen x reader

3 billion divorce by @deliciousangelfestival

THE RED SEA DIVING RESORT

ari levinson x reader

who loves you by @sweetsbfreex

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES

elijah mikaelson x reader

the mikaelson update by @fanficimagery

klaus mikaelson x reader

entirety of eternity by @aklaustaleteller

multiple characters

kinktober {day seven} by @wholoveseggs

[klonnieshippersclub]

If Bonnie created her own coven, how would it be different from the Geminis, Heretics or NOLA covens?

This an interesting question! I think Klaus would encourage Bonnie to have a coven, actually. However, I think he would see them as servants or soldiers like his pack of hybrids. Bonnie would see her coven as a family. Potential coven members should be risk takers like Bonnie. She didn't have training so her magic involves a lot of trial and error testing.

Morals/values that aligned with Bonnie's would be a prominent factor in selecting witches. As much as I’d love a girl-squad for Bonnie, I think she would accept male witches without a coven. She understands what it’s like to be abandoned and belittled, so she'd gravitate towards witches who can relate. I LOVE the Bennett witches, but Bonnie's ancestors didn't treat her very well.

I imagine warlocks would flock to Bonnie and want to be subservient to her. She’s a BENNETT witch from one of the most powerful witch bloodlines. Everyone should want to join her coven. Some would attempt to court Bonnie to gain power in her coven and others are more genuine in their interest. Either way, her suitor Klaus would be very jealous.

[laurrelise]

umbrella academy au where the hargreeves siblings all have their powers but are also cartoony classic halloween monsters

when i get the energy im going to ramble like hell about five being a killer clown and klaus being a vampire and diego being a skeleton and allison being a siren and ben being a scarecrow and viktor being a warlock and luther being a zombie and lila being a demon and i’m so excited

but for now eep. happy halloween everyone!!

[random-dnd-minis]

Umbrella Academy dnd Minis

inspired by all 3 netflix seasons and the original comic art, in like a dark fantasy theme

#1 - Luther - Barbarian

#2 - Diego - Rogue

#3 - Allison - Bard

#4 - Klaus - Sorcerer

#5 - Five - Wizard

#6 - Ben - Ghost Warlock

#7 - Viktor - Paladin

[artzychic27]

More Scarlet Warlock Stuff/Sabrina The Teenage Witch AU

(You know, the campy early 2000s version)

Everything in the world of Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir is the same, except Nathaniel is 1/64th warlock on his late father, Maison's side

No one... Except maybe Alix knows he's a warlock

Along with Akumas and Amoks, there are supernatural threats from the magical world plaguing Paris that Nathaniel often takes care of with his magic

When he died, Maison left behind his familiar, a hand-sized goat named Stardust (Bragging rights go to whoever can guess where I got the name)

Like all familiars in the Magic Realm, Stardust is a sentient magical totem that sits atop a witch or warlock's magic staff. They can also switch between a wooden totem and a living form. (... Yeah, that's right. I like Owl House)

Stardust immediately bonded with Nathaniel after Maison's passing and often headbutts his leg when he returns from school

There's also a warlock named Klaus who was cursed by Maison and turned into a rooster for all eternity after he tried to take over the world three times. Aya often threatens to turn him into nuggets when he smartmouths her

His classmates have no idea that Nathaniel's a warlock, but they do notice strange things happening around him

Nathaniel: Later, Kim. *His locker door closes without him touching it, and he leaves*

Kim: ... What the hell?!

—

Juleka: … Are you a witch?

Nathaniel: Nope. *Thinking* ‘It’s not technically a lie; I’m a warlock.’

—

Alya: Hey, Nath, would you mind- ARE YOUR EYES GLOWING?!

Nathaniel: *His eyes stop glowing* No, they’re not.

Alya: They definitely were!

Nathaniel: Then, you just need new glasses.

Chloé and Louis are always trying to prove how "weird" Nath is, but he's always one step ahead of them, usually cursing them for a few days until they eventually back off

He keeps his wand in his boot… Also, he wears boots now

There’s just a lot of magical stuff lying around the house, a Wishing Rod, a Spooky Jar, a Magic Typewriter that types what you think, a collapsible cauldron (perfect for traveling), a halo that lets you spot demons and imps, a few magic amulets, a magic sketchbook that makes whatever you draw come to life, memory leeches, and a hammer space bag

There’s also a talking newt in the basement

Aya’s always fighting at least one strange creature in the kitchen, like a tentacle that just shot out from the sink drain

Aya: Wanna go, you hentai motherfucker?! Let’s fucking go! *Proceeds to hit the tentacle with a wooden spoon*

Nathaniel: *Walks in the kitchen* Hey, mom? Have you seen my backpack?

Aya: By the door, sweetie.

Nathaniel: Thanks. Oh, and there’s some repellent in the cabinet to your right.

Aya: Thanks, dear!

[picckl]

i am SO curious about what horrors saffron went through-- the post you made abt your first and most recent drawing of him is so intriguing esp bc i keep seeing the progression on my timeline

(idk if you've already talked about saffron's story, so sorry if you have! and no worries about answering if it's a personal oc story you dont want to share beyond what you already have with your art!)

Oh I can go ahead and share no problem!

Back when we first started the campaign, Saffron was an archfey warlock under Titania of the summer court which is why his powers were so nature oriented. He was also a joke character who followed the “flirty asshole tiefling” archtype which lasted like 1 and a half sessions. Most of his plot in the 1st and 2nd arc was him realizing and struggling through the abuse Titania put on him, ESPECIALLY in arc 2 where she started fucking with his magic. On top of this we have the party dynamic- almost constantly falling apart and getting into disagreements once we hit end of the 1st arc. During that he was also being forced by Titania to collect info on the magic users to use against them. Finally there’s Klaus- an Owlin barbarian who Saffron feels extremely close to who kept throwing himself in danger, often times for Saffron’s sake, and refusing Saffron’s claims that he wasn’t a monster and to stop. All together a fairly rough time.

What started the spore bit was a deal he made with a nothic, who agreed to give him info on his past (he’s got amnesia due to the unknown amount of time in he spent in the feywild) in exchange for some of his magic. It almost killed him but he made it, got some fairly useless info and a black streak in his hair. Later the next day he had a lovely encounter with Titania which resulted in him getting his magic snatched for a bit and revealed their dynamic to the rest of the party (I’ve been posting this sketch from that scene a lot but I don’t think I ever put an explanation around it)

Cut forward to last session. Saffron had talked to the Mother of Rot earlier when he had accidentally caused a tree to rot, and Klaus had attacked a fellow party member due to hallucinations. I failed a wisdom saving throw and got Saffron locked in a partially Titania-induced mindset and he was headed out to talk to her, saw Klaus, and they got into quite possibly the worst argument anyone in the party has had yet. Failed another wisdom saving throw and Saffron attacked him. Titania ended the fight by burning Klaus’ back off and Klaus subsequently stabbing her, Saffron snapped out of the mindset and used his silly little rot powers to keep her from healing. Their connection was severed and the contract was broken.

To sum it up- he’s lost all his previous powers aka the thing that Titania did to remind him he’s useless without them, he’s lost the 2 people he’s every loved romantically (Titania’s hunting him for sport, Klaus hates his guts and is romancing another Owlin), his memories are starting to come back in the worst ways, he’s despised by 3/4ths of the team, one of his major character points is his fear of death and he’s got a NECROMANCY CLASS, he is under the power of yet another big magic lady bc his new ties to the unseelie court which he’s always known as evil, and, like previously stated, he’s being hunted for sport by his ex who is considered the most powerful being in the Summer Court.

He’s a bit fucked rn

[gasolinehornet]

Silly Game Time: Who are some of your favorite magician characters? And what do you like about them?

They can be of any class or variety of magic-user (wizard, witch, sorcerer, warlock, healer, druid, etc.), of any race or species, so long as using magic is *primarily* their thing in the story. Not just something they do occasionally, but something that is a major element of their role and their identity.

oh I would say Aziraphale, but he isn't primarily magic I think (unless it's him being an angel yk)

but I am a BIG fan of Harry Potter and especially the marauders (fuck jkr) so if I had to pick someone in that franchise it would probably be.... Remus lupin🫶

does Klaus from the umbrella Academy count as magical?..

[jason-is-devoted]

A Reluctant Conversation

After contacting Klaus for a meeting, Jason went to meet the Originals at Klaus's gallery. He never really wanted contact with the Original brothers since he left but he needed help. He mentally prepared himself for Klaus's smug 'I told you so' before walking inside. "Lets get the smug I told you so outta the way." He says when he approaches the three brothers.

Elijah stood by quietly as he waited to see how this whole conversation would play out. He had heard whispers of Marcus having the warlock's family but he didn't know much about it, respecting Jason's wishes to be free of their input in his life. Jason looked beyond distraught though and that tugged at Elijah.

Kol had also heard gossip about what happened to Jason's family and wanted to step in and help but was bound by their promise to not interfere in his life. "You look wrecked, mate." Was all Kol said when he saw him.

@full-of-fangs-klaus

[skxrbrand]

Middenheim, City of the Wolf

Armor might've been a better investment, the Reaper thinks idly as he strides alongside his new 'brothers'. Some wear the armor and have the baring of Ulrican knights, but Skarbrand can sense their corruption even if he cannot see the mark of Khorne upon their skin. Mutants walk beside men, and even the Cloven Ones can be spotted here in the bowels of the city.

The sewer smells of filth, of Nurglish lepers and carries the acrid stench of skaven fur. It leads to the secret cells and meeting places of the Hordes of Chaos; no inn or tavern will be big enough to host what they plan to do. The brotherhood is soon joined by other hosts, Skarbrand easily recognizing the sigils on their leaders. The Bloody Blades, the Brazen Brotherhood, even a sect of the seldom seen Brass Sisters. But what grabbed his attention the most was the leader of the Crimson Skulls. Klaus was a severe man who seemed to vibrate with the desire to commit violence. His men were an image of their leader: broad and possessed of yet-to-be-revealed purpose.

Purpose that had something to do with the glyphs cut into the mortal's skin, he was sure. Every Cult had brought their offering: enemies captured from the rival chaos cults and proper Sigmar and Ulricans alike. Enemies with the aethyr in their blood, tool of cowards, cheats, and deceivers. By far, the larger and establish Crimson Skulls had boasted the most, trotting mages, wizards, and whatsuch to what would surely be their doom. The aethyr kin, mutilated so they could utter no spells (or just for the hell of it), were shuffled to the center of a large altar. From the smell and this dried pools of blood, this had to be an arena of slaughter, one of several secret places dotted about the great Wolf City.

The cults kept to themselves, disinterested in overtures much as a host of Blood Daemons wouldn't be. It was only until the Wolfborne, at last, walked in did the anticipation in the blood soaked chamber rise noticeably. Striding at the head of the host was him: Khade, called Hallebjorn. The Reaper could feel his godly power from here, even so far away. They brought in their own prisoners, many from the Red Crowns and the Purple Hands, they Tzeentch-marks made public; a boast from the Wolfborne as much as an attack against the secret nature of the Changer's agents.

He strode apart from his own warriors, eyes glittering with mirth, and his presence was such that it drew every eye in the coliseum.

" My brothers in blood, sisters in slaughter! The day is come." He spoke, projecting himself as the last of the offerings were shoved into the killing floor. The executioners, a chosen few from each cult to vanguard the slaughter, shouldered their way to the edges of the circle, shoving and batting down any unruly prisoners with the butts of their axes and halberds.

" The sorcerer has been dragged by the hair into the open, the mage exposed for all to see. With their blood, this city will know war as it never has! True war, a bloodletting to please the God of Blood!" The men cheered. Hallebjorn unsheathed his axe, an ornate thing pulsing with fell runes, and pointed at the terrified wizards and warlocks, witches and sorcerers. But before he could give the order, Klaus stepped forward, his voice a growl to command the eyes.

"And who is the God of Blood in your eyes, Wolfborne?" The Cult Magus' steely gaze was a challenge. He began pacing a path to the other Cult Leader, men melting out of his way to allow passage. He did not even notice Skarbrand, the wall of a man, so caught up was he in his address. The Reaper could see them closely now. The Runes. Runes of summoning.

Hallebjorn sneered, glaring at the challenger for daring to interrupt his ritual. Many of the cultists did the same; how dare this man delay the Blood God's feast? But Klaus cared not, for he had been blessed by Khorne's own daemons. He shed his armor, then his tunic, and the gathered Khornates beheld his rune carved skin. Ugly sigils in the tongue of the daemons.

" I have spoken with a Herald of the Great Slaughter. And he names you traitor."

" You have been fooled is what you have been. Old, slow minded dog that you are. Tzeentch has pulled the wool over your eyes. This is a trick but you are too stupid to see it."

" Trick?" Klaus barked, brandishing a rune-carved arm, " The blood I spilled to bear this blessing is no lie. Your words are! You are no worshipper of the Great Hound. But all the same you will feed him. You all will!" The Leader proclaimed. As he did the Crimson Skulls, alone the near equal of every other blood-cult combined, raised their weapons. Klaus roared his next order to the other cults, who were quickly pulling out axe, sword, blade, and shield.

" Kill them all! BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!"

Skarbrand grinned. He watched the Crimson Skulls charge and felt aethyric power thrum in the air as the prisoners were the first to be cut down. He saw the blood cults roar in response and push back, just as eager for blood as the Crimson Skulls. Klaus was slaughtering a path to Hallebjorn....

...and with each death, the glyphs on his skin grew brighter.

[borathae]

Aww chapter 23 was so sweet

*proceeds to get hit by a truck*😁🥲

Also this warlock history makes me remember Klaus and the originals before they became vampires😂 yoongi and joon much cuter though.

Having namjoon's immortality and strenght taken away from him would be such a powerful finale fr😩

I loved taegis conversation. I also love how unfiltered yoongi was about jimin and his feelings for OC and how much he would tolerate taehyung so that OC isn't hurt. Taehyungs previous character peeking through where he insists on things he knows are okay for him and OC. Like I just loved how loaded this chapter was.

Sibi I can't imagine how tough it must be to write 8k words of pure conversation like that's a real talent. I can't string 5 sentences to my imaginary alter ego.

You keep serving banger after banger 😭💜🥺 I hope you're getting your ass ate and existence worshipped everyday because what a queen you are 😭

HAHAHHA THE TRUCK PART HAHAH BRUH AAHHAHA

Having namjoon's immortality and strenght taken away from him would be such a powerful finale fr😩

IMAGINE FAJSDFJ like he'd be all like "I won" and then Yoongs steps in "I have a knife!" and literally shows him how it's done fadsnfand

ALSO I'M SO HAPPY THAT YOU LOVED THE CONVERSATION!! I really fucking loved it too!! It was so honest and full of respect istfg I love those two duuudes

Sibi I can't imagine how tough it must be to write 8k words of pure conversation like that's a real talent. I can't string 5 sentences to my imaginary alter ego.

I actually love writing dialogue the most out of everything, so writing really dialogue-heavy chapters are the most fun for me to do heheheh (which is btw why I LOVED working on aaol even if it was so fucking heavy. I loved writing their heavy yet honest dialogues they had in the club, even if I cried during the whole process but somehow it felt really healing to me to do)

ALSO PLEASE SOMEONE ACTUALLY COME HERE AND GIVE ME HEAD IT'S BEEN TOO LONG jfajd I need me my ass ate no joke JFJAJJA 😩😩

[detect-thoughts]

For the dnd character ask game: 21 / 39 / 63. I know most about Lucy but always love hearing about your ocs!! Whoever you're passionate about, or who fits the Qs best 🍀

Thanks for the questions! I'll give you answers for Magpie, my ravenkin Hexblood Warlock, Klaus, my big himbo landschnekt half orc bard, and Caspian, my Dhampir Sorcerer!

21. Do they follow their head, their heart, or their body?

Despite his creepy and terrifying visage, Magpie is so so so so kindly and giving, he follows his heart only, making hearty food and handmade gifts for his friends, as well as doling out pacts of his own to those in need of some magical power.

That and also there is no body to follow, with his considerable raven-like mutations in his transformation under a coven of hags, he either has no interest in the body, or lacks the parts.

39. Are their hands calloused, soft, or something else entirely?

Despite his gaudy and flashy appearance, Klaus is a warrior through and through, his hands are practically nothing but callouses. He's a mercenary and has been since he was old enough to be one, he wields a poleaxe or halberd, and is very good with it too, so lots of friction and splinters and scars on his hands.

63. What fight has scared them the most?

Caspian works as a smuggler and caravan guard so he faces a lot of dangers on the road. It doesn't help that he's also made for a Curse of Strahd game, so his trips are especially dangerous, that said he's not often scared in many fights because as a Dhampir he can, and does scale any vertical surface within reach to evade most enemies.

He will however catch his heart in his throat when anybody pulls out a bow, or if a werewolf has a particularly impressive vertical, he's extremely vulnerable and weak if anybody can reach him and he is very aware of it, so catch him climbing anything he can like his life depends on it, because it does.

[toa-arania]

OC Masterpost (Pre-2024)

Edit: This post is outdated compared to my current active characters, but I'm keeping it as its own thing for information purposes. The most recent version is available here.

So I have a lot of little brain people, most of which I've posted art of here at some point and would like to just make random textposts about in future, so I'm putting together a quick list of who everyone actually is- names, pronouns, setting/source, and a sentence or two about who they are. I have other characters around, but these are the ones where if you send me an ask I will have an answer about them easily (You can also send asks addressed to the characters themselves for an in-character response!)

Karouh (She/Her), my disaster lesbian Rogue from the first campaign I was ever in. Fantastic liar but relatively shy by rogue standards, and with some truly absurd stealth rolls. She went on to marry the party's fighter, Laren, after the campaign ended.

Vanessa Purphoros (Ness) (She/Her), my Autism Artificer™ from Streets Of Orpheus, a campaign that is now finished. She is tiny and excitable and has a horde of robots at her command, and is also beginning to see behind the curtain of how magic and the universe work. She's taking it So Well.

Rosanna Lux (Fortune) (She/Her), the inevitable result of allowing me to multiclass between Bard and Warlock (also from Orpheus). She's a smuggler who also happens to have the literal goddess Hecate for a sugarmommy.

Khione Orythia-Tyrson (She/Her), a Cleric of the goddess of night, Lyra. She is one of the only sensible members of the party in another campaign that finished earlier this year, Into The Heart Of The Void, and has thus been dubbed Moon Mum by the party because she cooks them meals and has a pathological need to look after people.

Lorelei Na'kann (Lorey) (She/Her), a blood witch who is an ex-member of the Order of the Black Heart, who I played in Light of Xaryxis (the same setting as Void). She is the braincell, with her friend Corael being the moral compass.

Aurora Zephuros (She/Her), an ex-pirate who now works as a professional thief, who I play in oneshots in the same setting as Void and LoX. She's a homebrew class called the Buccaneer, and is thus perfectly built for sexy swordfighting.

Valerie Wester (Val) (She/Her), my witch for a Monsterhearts game and quite possibly the Worst Person In This Post, a strong believer in Women's Wrongs and general fucking about. To her, anything is justifiable so long as you learn something new in the process. She is a chaotic force of nature.

Mel (She/Her), my first character in an rp server called Roleing Onwards, a terrifying magical prodigy in the body of a slightly chaotic but very friendly "human" girl. She's matured a lot over the years that the server has been running, and is one of my favourite characters to draw.

Klaus (He/They), one of Mel's siblings. Another Wizard, but not as much of a specialist as the rest of their siblings. He prefers to work with books and research, and is currently emplyed as Stormdrift's archivist.

Vicky (She/Her), one of Mel's siblings and possibly the one character I have made to suffer most. On the plus side, she gets to be a homebrew class called the Witch, and works as Stormdrift's apothecar.

Tom (He/Him), Mel's eldest sibling, a Wizard with time magic who briefly lost control of it. During that time, he worked for and helped to dismantle an organisation called the Order.

Erlenmeyer (She/Her), another character from RO. A lunarian who was stranded in Stormdrift and has since made a life for herself as a member of the town guard. She's also really hot.

Kasen Hebra (They/Them), another RO. They initially came to Stormdrift in disguise, but over time got slowly comfortable enough to come out to the town as a changeling, ultimately being (mostly) accepted.

Auraea Aldebaran (She/Her), one of Tom's friends from the Order who now works as a specialist for hire in both planar anomalies and dispatching the things that come from them. She has a friendship(?) with her patron, a genie called Tethys.

Violet Mugen (She/Her), an eladrin who moved to Stormdrift after she was banished from the Feywild. Shenanigans happened, and she now works as the town's counsellor.

Mistress Evelyn D'Argent, the Silver Siren (She/Her), my Ventrue for a VtM larp called Bristol By Night. She's the Harpy, a singer, a courtesan, and a hostess all at once, and only one character has ever truly seen through her otherwise perfect composure.

Apprentice Amélie Wick (Amy) (She/Her), my disaster lesbian Tremere also for BBN. She is a relatively young vampire and is frequently horrified by the things other vampires are calm about. She is also a homestuck and is responsible for an incident we call "uwu-gate".

Ensign Allira 3 (She/Her), the only fandom (Star Trek) oc in this post because she is my main one >:3. Allira is a Vorta who defected from the Dominion after the war and eventually found herself in Starfleet, where she got posted to the USS Dover as a toxicology expert. She has a bit of a tendency for paranoia but she's getting over it. Slowly.