real potions

Harry, trying to copy Hermione’s potions essay (Drarry is very canon)

Harry: Hermione

Hermoine: Whaaat?

Harry: Can I check your potions essay?

Hermione: No, not really.

Harry: Mine is weird

Hermione: But I can help you a bit

Harry: I don’t wanna copy!!!

Draco: Lies

Harry: Truths

Hermione: Lies, cause Harry. Unless you’ve forgotten. You’re a terrible liar.

Harry: You NEVER believe me

Harry: You’re not even seeing my face!!!

Hermione: And that’s not quite true!

Harry: It is!!!

Hermione: I don’t need to

Draco: Gosh just copy mine

Harry: YES

Draco: I left it on my nightstand

Harry: I love you

Hermione: Goodness

Draco: *shaking head* I love you too

Cooking lessons with the Saviour!! 


Yall she had more to say apparently, but she blocked me before I could see it. But let me go ahead and say something that has been weighing on me for a minute: the “magick” that most of y'all h/ wiccan sorts use is grossly watered down. This ^^ isn’t a potion. Emoji spells are cute and fun, but really aint shit. Yall are out here throwing glitter and dirt in a jar, and you call it a spell. And if I am going to be completely honest, it’s mostly white girls with no understanding of magick at all. It’s like no one taught yall how to actually cast spells so you’re just making up everything you do, then get mad you’re corrected..
If y'all disagree with me, and y'all really think this cosmic chick made a real potion, unfollow me.
Or, if yall want to actually learn the craft, hmu, bc I am here to help you get it together

Ok but hermione (secretly) brewing amortentia in 6th year so she could wear it and get back at Ron for being all lovey dovey w lavender

She’s wearing it for like a week (bc they’re fighting and it’s kinda hard to accedentally bump into someone you’ve been avoiding) and Hermione becomes insanely popular through the week

Like she has girls and guys throwing themselves at her feet but the classy (and revenge seeking @ ron) girl she is, rejects them all

And yes 6th years killing him but Draco Malfoy had a bit of an image to maintain and goes up to Granger in the great hall to see what all the fuss is all about.

He’s like, “Wow, Granger. You were so desperate for someone that you tried to stink like Potter to get people to notice you? How pathetic.”

And Hermione just f r e a k s bc?? Amortentia smells like Harry to Malfoy holy h e l l

So instead of revealing it in front of the whole school, she leaves the Hall and writes him a letter (Hermione’s so good with blackmail and that shit like she kept Skeeter in a jar for a year like what).

What I’ve been wearing for the past week is Amortentia, and now I know that to you, it smells like Harry. Meet me in the Transfiguration classroom on the third floor at 7 tonight, if you so need proof that it’s real.
-Hermione Granger

And lol poor babe, Draco freaks out (as if he needed any more on his shoulders) and goes to meet her. And fuck his life, the potions real. It reeks of Harry stinking Potter.

He’s pressing her for why she even brewed it (“It’s against school policies, Granger. Who would have known you were such a rule breaker?” (Lol buddy she’s friends with Harry fucking Potter she’s been breaking rules since year 1)) and Hermione accedentally slips out Ron’s name.

Draco smirks bc ‘wow what a fucking surprise’ and he has something (albeit a little weak) against her now

And they decide to drop the blackmail and become pen pals ranting about crushes the end

*edit: anyone is super welcome to fic this honestly 
(creds appreciated)

thepastelpinkwitch  asked:

ive been doing actual real life witch research and heres what i got for a witch au: Lance, sea + water witch. Uses seashells, seaweed, etc. for potions, spells and charms. Shiro is a hedge witch, these witches do other wordly and spiritual things (im a multi-theme witch, but my main focus is hedge-witchery) and pidge and hunk are tech-witches! they use apps and stuff for their charms. im still researching but i got this for now!!!

KEITH THOUGH WHAT ABOUT KEITH - are there fire witches?? Fighting witches??? :P 

The protection jar is adorable!! I bet they also have some kind of protection charms for their lions in case they have to engage in battle. HMMM I know nothing about real life witch stuff so I can’t really contribute any ideas but it seems like a cute AU for sure :D Lance probably wouldn’t be very happy about being in space - but imagine how happy he would have been to have landed on the mermaid planet in s2^^

Possible Harry Potter theory that the husband and I were talking about today.

What if the first book is a foreshadowing of the following 6 books? Here’s what I mean, after Harry, Ron, and Hermione get past Fluffy there’s a number of tasks ahead of them to get to the Sorcerer’s Stone.

First they fall into the plant Devil’s Snare, in the second book Harry and Ron have a run in with the Whomping Willow in the second book.

Second is the broom and the winged keys, which could represent the Quidditch match where Harry is attacked by all of those Dementors in PoA.

Third is the chess match set up by McGonagall, which is referred to as a graveyard before they realize what is happening. Very similar to the literal graveyard Harry finds himself in after being transported there after touching the Tri Wizard cup in the fourth book.

Then they run until a troll, who was already knocked out but could loosely foreshadow Gwarp, Hagrid’s half-brother, in the fifth book.

After that they run into Snape’s contribution to the protection of the stone, a collection of potions and logic. In the sixth book we have a new Potions Master, Professor Slughorn, and Professor Snape moves on to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts. The sixth book focuses heavily on Slughorn and the Potions book Harry finds, which used to belong to the Half-Blood Prince. The real Potion Master himself.

And finally Harry finds himself face to face with Voldemort, and the final book is all about Harry’s final battle where he faces Voldemort for the very last time.

So yeah, just a thought.

Jack Turns Himself Into a Cat (1/?) - Zimbits Magic AU

CW: mentions of injury, mentions of feelings of inadequacy, getting stranded

“I’m sorry, you what?”

The cat on Bitty’s counter glared at him. “Isn’t it obvious? Do I need to spell it out for you?”

“No, no, I understand that you turned yourself into a cat,” Bitty sighed. “I’m just…how?”

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The College Years - Freshman Year (Chapter 7) - Stiles Stilinski

Author: @were-cheetah-stiles

Title: “The Third Patrol”

Characters: Stiles Stilinski & Reader/OFC

Warnings: Fluff, cursing.

Author’s Note: Ignore the issues with the timeline and just go with it.

Summary: Stiles and Y/N go on your third patrol where you two discuss her being a witch and you both finally run into some vampires.

Chapter Six - Chapter Seven - Chapter Eight

Originally posted by bloggergirl29

“So how do you become a witch? Are you born one or does something happen to make you one?” Stiles asked as you both sat in his infamous battered up, blue Jeep, watching the front door of the building that one of the alleged vampires had walked into the hour before, while the last group was on patrol.

“I was born one, but sometimes you can be made one later in life. It’s all kind of a long story..” You explained.

“I mean, we’ve got three more hours of this until the sun comes up…” Stiles prodded.

You laughed quietly. “Right.. Well, the gift is inherited… I guess would be the best way to describe it. I got it from my Grandfather on my Dad’s side.. and there are rules about how you receive it.”

“What are those?” Stiles inquired.

“My grandpa Jack, he died during open heart surgery, on the operating table on May 12th, 1979, at 7:31PM. I was born May 12th, 1992, at 7:31PM…”

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🌹Simple self-love potion🌹

My first spell, so it’s pretty simple. For self-love, relaxation, positivity and that sweet, sweet validation.

🌹Ingredients: chamomile, rose petals, cardamom and rose quartz or clear quartz (or any crystal you associate with love/healing)

🌹Brew tea from chamomile and rose petals

🌹Add a pinch of cardamom to the cup

🌹Charge with the crystal over the cup while focusing your positive energy

🌹Stir clockwise to bring you self-love, emotional healing and positivity

🌹Drink while doing something you love

Home is where the heart is

The Junior Woodchuck Guidebook laid open in front of Huey that day, familiar pages he’d always turn to for solutions atop an old wooden table that once gave Dewey a splinter. His eyes followed the printed ink diligently, the quiet library solely lit by the chandelier’s flames above the boy, but he barely registered any of what was written in his beloved guide, his mind lost back home in Duckburg.

A hand came to keep his head up as he listlessly turned the page with the other; was his uncle Donald alright ? It had been a week already, certainly he must’ve worried himself sick and yelled everyone in the mansion’s ears out. And his uncle Scrooge ? Was he feeling guilty that his nephews had been taken by one of his sworn ennemies to get his precious dime ? Hopefully Ms. Beakley and Webby would keep the situation under control, the last thing Huey would’ve wanted was for their uncles to murder each other over him and his brothers.

With a deep sigh the red clad duckling laid his face atop his crossed arms, staring holes into the already worn-out wood of the table. He and his siblings weren’t in any mortal danger or anything, as a matter of fact he’d even found himself enjoying the life in the “cave-house” they stayed at alongside the sorceress. He could read as many books as he wanted, learn about the supernatural from a magic expert, brew actual real-life potions… Although he also had to keep an extra careful eye on Dewey and his habit of touching things that are explicitly labelled with a big “DANGER”; said brother who’d actually been locked in their shared bedroom that day for trying to ride a flying broom without training nor permission.

But still, Huey missed home. He missed his uncle, his great-uncle, hanging out with Webby, fearing death in yet another crash with Launchpad, he even missed Beakley and her lectures about not destroying the mansion every time they’d cause havoc. The warmth of his arms covered his eyes as he sank his face into them, shielding himself from the world.

He wanted to go home.

A sudden noise caught his attention, something being dropped onto the table. Looking up out of curiosity the duckling soon laid eyes on what appeared to be a bag of snacks, The Geese’s famous peanut butter cups to be precise. What was something like that doing there ?

“ Found these old things in a drawer. ” Started the now familiar voice of the sorceress, who’d moved to his side at some point. Huey lifted his head to look at her in confusion, but her gaze wouldn’t meet his. “ Better give it to you brats than throw it away, they were not free. “ Her tone was cold, almost angry, firmly looking to the side with crossed arms as he reached out for the bag.

Holding it closer for inspection quickly revealed that the expiration date was nowhere near the current day, it would come much later in the future, and the bag only had few wrinkles. Quite strange for an old bag of snacks she supposedly found in a drawer by pure happenstance. A smiled tugged at his beak, suddenly understanding, and before Magica could fully leave the room as she had begun to he simply said :

“ Thank you. “

If anyone happened to see her flustered face when she heard those words, they did not mention it.

It’s still a fun picture to keep on the phone though.

BatIM - Choose Your Own Villian

5th story for @squigglydigglydoo. This was inspired by Katastrophe94’s fanfic, squiggly’s comic for the end, and with reference to cyber-flow’s fanfic. Both fics are wonderful and I’d recommend reading them for context.

I think this might be one of my more favoured stories.

It had only been a couple of days since Joey’s run-in with Henry, since he and Bendy had agreed that the man’s old colleague had to be stopped before he ruined the director’s plans, and since Bendy had been given permission to go all out on the traitorous animator. And yet, despite the toon’s best efforts, he hadn’t managed to lay so much as a finger on the old man.

Boris, the lovable idiot that he was, had let Henry’s lies and sweet-talking sway him over to the traitor’s side. As such, he was using his intimate knowledge of Bendy’s gags and pranks to protect the animator from harm, even using some of his own to slip up the little devil. Though, strangely, he always yelled a quick ‘sorry Bendy’ before escaping down a hallway with the man.

Alice had surprised him even more when she turned traitor. Granted, he had half-expected her to do it, but she had spoken with Joey, listened to him explain what had happened between the two real-world men. She had nodded, accepted his words, and then followed Boris to Henry without a second’s hesitation and never looked back.

One by one, he’d lost his friends.

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Grown Up Halloween Day 5: Potions


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I love the Steven Universe BGs, and I kinda used it as an inspiration. This shop is based on an actual shop I know, of course the real one doesn’t sell potions haha. But I was always intrigued by the weird window displays, full of plants and a stuffed monkey(?) I’ve turned it into a fantasy shop, I want to draw the interior afterwards!