magical enemies


Familiar Enemy, that’s the name of the little witch Au I cooked up. It’s loosely based off Wadanohara, and Little Witch Academia. I just really wanted to draw Lance as a witch, and my brain made up a story about it with familiars attached. I would like to doodle some more about it, perhaps include Prince Lotor as well.

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a long and more heartfelt comic because i finished ep.263 and was overwhelmed by what an appalling father heizo hattori is, partially for the way he treated heiji and partially because he never apologised for it

it’s my eternal pain that shinichi isn’t more emotionally open with heiji at times like this so i’m taking things into my own hands

signs as alternate universes

aries: enemies to lovers!au

taurus: coffee shops!au

cancer: soulmates!au

gemini: magic!au

leo: prince!au

virgo: bookstore!au

libra: college!au

scorpio: zombie apocalypse!au

sagittarius: road trips!au

capricorn: mafia boss!au

aquarius: video game!au

pisces: mermaid!au 

TheLivingWiccan's Defense Magic: To Control an Enemy


  • paper
  • pen
  • gold thread
  • black ink

Step one: Take his name, and surround it as such (Remember you’re replacing NAME with the name of the enemy: follow the same pattern Ie: NATHAN, ATHANN, THANNA, HANNAT, ANNATH, NNATHA, NATHAN)

Step two: Take the paper and roll it into a tube. As you do this, speak these words:

Te capto,

ego sum patronus, te capto

ego te capto, (name).

(For extra strength, roll the tube with a piece of the enemy inside)

Step three: Take the gold thread and dye it with black ink until no gold shines through. Tie the tube shut with the thread. 

Step four: Wedge the paper into the crack of a rock wall, where he may never find it. 

(optional) Step five: To reverse, undo the thread and light the tube on fire. Do this while chanting 3 times:

“(name), ot pacet oge,

ot pacet, sunort apmus oge,

ot pacet.”

That’s it!

Happy casting, folks. 


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(A/N): I’m going to see Thor 3 tonight and so I’m giving you this one-shot with Loki. I can’t believe I actually wrote something with him. Anyway, sorry for mistakes and enjoy.

Pairing: Loki x f!reader

Summary: The only way the lovers, Loki and Y/N, can be together is promising help to the Avengers.

Warning: none (maybe bit fluff)

Words: 1900+


Originally posted by spindle-berry


The whole team was sitting in a common room, distrustfully staring at Thor with a young woman by his side that had special cuffs on her wrists. He brought her with the intention to help solve the newest problem they had. A magical enemy that co-worked with Hydra became one of the worst threats they ever dealt with. The creature wanted to destroy the whole humanity. Luckily, the Avengers weakened him and now, they had a lot of time to create a plan and seek help. Thor promised Loki’s help but he needed something or someone to convince him to join the team and battle the evil.

“So, let me get this straight, you brought a prisoner from Asgard that is supposed to help us?” Tony questioned him, eyes travelling from him to the young woman who was surprisingly very quiet. She didn’t seem to be dangerous or a threat to anyone.  “And here I thought I am the only one who has stupid ideas.” 

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Plot 105: Braving the Elements

Muse A is coming of age in their magical family. On their 18th birthday, they learn what element (water, air, earth, or fire) they have been gifted with. Muse A has been under the impression and hope that they will have inherited the same element that their parents and grandparents have been blessed with, however they come to discover that they have been bestowed with the opposite element. According to rules set forth in the family’s grimoire, Muse A must learn to master their gift from a witch/warlock who possesses the same elemental power as they do. Muse B, who has the same element as Muse A, becomes Muse A’s reluctant mentor. Muse B is brilliant and powerful, but lacks in the department of manners and compassion, especially when Muse A shows difficulty harnessing their new abilities. Muse B is condescending and impatient often without provocation. One day, Muse A meets their wit’s end with Muse B’s treatment and they demand to know why Muse B is so hostile toward them. Muse B reveals that they come from rival families and they are only teaching Muse A due to the terms of a 1,000 year old truce. Once Muse A has mastered their gift, however, the ceasefire will be over. And the families will once again be at odds. 

I am sorry, Dorian,” Chaol said softly. “More than you know.”
“Sorry because lying cost you me - and her? Would you be sorry if you hadn’t been caught?”
Chaol’s jaw tightened. And perhaps Dorian was being unfair, but he didn’t care.
“I am sorry for all of it,” Chaol said. “But I - I’ve been working to fix it.”
“And what about Celaena? Is working with Aedion actually to help me, or her?”
“Both of you.”
“Do you still love her?” He didn’t know why he cared, why it was important.
Chaol closed his eyes for a moment. “A part of me will always love her. But I had to get her out of this castle. Because it was too dangerous, and she was … what she was becoming …”
“She was not becoming anything different from what she always was and always had the capacity to be. You just finally saw everything. And once you saw that other part of her … ,” Dorian said quietly. It had taken him until now, until Sorscha, to understand what that meant. “You cannot pick and choose what parts of her to love.” He pitied Chaol, he realized. His heart hurt for his friend, for all that Chaol had surely been realizing these past few months. “Just as you cannot pick which parts of me you accept.”
“I don’t -”
“You do. But what’s done is done, Chaol. And there is no going back, no matter how hard you try to change things. Like it or not, you played a role in getting us all to this point, too. You set her down that path, to revealing what and who she is, to what­ever she decides to do now.”
“You think I wanted any of this to happen?” Chaol splayed his arms. “If I could, I would put it all back to the way it was. If I could, she ­wouldn’t be queen, and you ­wouldn’t have magic.”
“Of course - ­of course you still see the magic as a problem. And of course you wish she ­wasn’t who she is. Because you’re not really scared of those things, are you? No - ­it’s what they represent. The change. But let me tell you,” Dorian breathed, his magic flickering and then subsiding in a flash of pain, “things have already changed. And changed because of you. I have magic - ­there is no undoing that, no getting rid of it. And as for Celaena …” He clamped down on the power that surged as he imagined - ­for the first time, he realized - what it was to be her. “As for Celaena,” he said again, “you do not have the right to wish she ­were not what she is. The only thing you have a right to do is decide whether you are her enemy or her friend.
—  Heir of Fire by Sarah J. Maas

Plot 160: Sorted (submitted by Emmeline)

Muse A always knew they would end up in Slytherin. They came from a proud family, a long line that had been sorted into the same house for centuries, save for a cousin that no one talked about. When the day came to get on the train, Muse A found a compartment that held only Muse B. The two talked, shared their excitement, and bonded over what houses they wanted to be sorted to. By the time they reached the school, Muse A had Muse B convinced that they should be in Slytherin too, but the hat decided otherwise. While Muse A ended up in Slytherin, Muse B was most excited to learn everything they could, and was placed in Ravenclaw. Muse A, too proud to admit they were saddened by the sorting hat’s decision, simply turned to their housemates and began to chatter about all the food. They never saw the disappointed look on Muse B’s face.

Fast forward a few years, and Muse A hasn’t talked to Muse B since. Muse B is top of the class, a fact which Muse A and their friends often joke about. The two get partnered together for a project, and Muse A is surprised to find that Muse B is the same clever person they met on the first train ride; they haven’t changed, and Muse A is intrigued. Their friends are quick to poke fun that the long-lost friends have been reunited, but Muse A just waves them off, only to realize that they’re right. From then on, Muse A sees Muse B everywhere. Muse B was there all along, but Muse A never noticed, and now that they have, they can’t stop thinking about Muse B. The only thing stopping them from acting on their feelings is what their friends might say.

Just One Word April Challenge
Day 16: Overdone

I’ve overdone my book buying again. Oops.

Dragon Age Love Is ...

- … giving Cassandra the first Fade-Touched Silverite armor you craft, even though she seems to generate Guard just by breathing.

- … picking up all the Grey Warden artifacts for Blackwall even after you know the truth.

- … taking the Iron Bull to fight every dragon even though he actually sucks at killing them and you know all he’ll do is drink all your health potions and fall over while your tank is left hacking away at its ankles for half an hour while you mutter that you should have brought an extra mage instead.

- … dressing Dorian as warmly as possible before you go anywhere wet or covered in snow.

- … ensuring that Solas wears a hat in the desert so he doesn’t get horribly sun-burnt.

- … making sure Vivienne never leaves Skyhold in plaidweave armor, even if it’s technically better that whatever she’s wearing.

- … never killing any nugs because it makes Cole sad.

- … not telling Varric that the battle with Orsino made no sense (or calling him out for describing every cave in the Free Marches the exact same way.)

- … giving Sera a bow made with Fade-Touched Honeycomb so she can shoot magical bees at your enemies, EVEN THOUGH THE INQUISITOR COULD SHOOT MAGICAL BEES AT YOUR ENEMIES INSTEAD. Truly, the ultimate sacrifice.