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magical-mistakes-vm · 6 months

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By the time that Baldur and Elmar came back into the room, Mahala was sitting up on the couch and leaning against Vollrath’s shoulder with his arm around her. Elmar’s jacket was now on the back of one of the conference table chairs and had been replaced by Vollrath’s. The two friends looking over at the couple couldn’t remember any time in their long friendships that they’d seen Vollrath like that with a woman. They could only hope that this wasn’t a mistake on any of their parts.

“Is she feeling better?” It was Elmar who spoke and walked in to slip on his jacket again. He stood at the end of the room, not really wanting to test the waters after earlier. Even having noticed the jealousy building in Vollarath, he could not have anticipated the reaction that had eventually happened. Normally when irritated, his friend had a more verbal or physical reaction. That it had ended up being a mystical one, and one that injured an innocent party, did bother Elmar.

“I am. And from now on when you two piss him off, he’s going to take it out on you, not me.” Mahala’s voice sounded tired, but at least her head no longer felt like it was in a vice. Vollrath had at least remedied that for her in ways that she still did not fully understand. Magic was real, she was a witch, and the man that she was inexplicably drawn to was a powerful warlock…that was going to take a little bit to sink completely in.. “I don’t appreciate what either of you did, even if that hadn’t happened. I want that completely clear. I was nothing but polite and respectful to both of you, and did not deserve to be used in some…” her eyes closed as she sought for the right word to use. She was frustrated and that and the remnants of the headache made it hard for her to be as eloquent as normal.

Vollrath leaned over, kissing her temple and adding some extra healing as he did, to try to help. The look he was giving both Baldur and Elmar made it clear that he was still enraged, but controlling himself for her sake. He was not going to cause her one drop more of pain, even if he could remove it afterward. The two men, well, that was a different story for a different time.

Finally Mahala’s eyes opened and she stood, a bit unsteady and using Vollrath’s shoulder for balance. “Baldur, Elmar, her head turned slightly as she addressed them each. “I am not a pawn to be used in some kind of game that you play with your friend to see if you can cause a reaction. I am not a button to be pressed or a toy that can be manipulated to see if you can make him have a temper tantrum. I am a living, breathing, human who also just so happens to be a witch coming into your coven, and what you did was not only unfair, it was insulting and demeaning. My mother fled from the Codona mansion either slightly before or right after I was born, she hid my abilities as well as her own from me for my entire life, and now I’m wondering if she was fleeing this Coven.”

Both Baldur and Elmar realized their gross miscalculation in their earlier actions on both a personal level and as leaders of the Coven. While they had just seen how it was affecting Vollrath and been acting to get a reaction at his expense, they now saw how that looked to Mahala. She was a new witch, who had faced off against Vollrath, of all warlocks, in the dark the night before and came out with him almost worshiping at her feet. Yet she walks into their office the next day and they treat her as something just to get a rise out of their friend.

“Mahala, I’m sorry.” Baldur said. He now felt the regret he had seen etched in every line of his friend’s face when he’d left the office. “We made a grave mistake in how we treated you, and I feel bad about it.” It was an honest statement and he knew that there was no way to step back and make it better now. Forward would be different.

“You damn well should.” She was not going to give an inch, and she wanted that clear to both of them. “You behaved so juvenilely in this office that you should both be ashamed. Save any further words, because the only redemption you’ll earn will be through actions.” She looked at both of them and sighed heavily. Mahala was feeling exceedingly tired, no doubt lingering effects from what had happened a short time prior in the office. “I had really hoped to come here today and for things to go well. It seems…I hoped in vain.” Her eyes and head tipped forward simultaneously, feeling a bit of defeat. The previous night had shown her that she could not handle everything herself, she had hoped that the three of them would help her. The only consolation was that Vollrath still would, even if the other two decided to bow out.

There was a slight wobble in Mahala’s balance, and Vollrath was on his feet in an instant with his arm around her waist to steady her. Both of his friends had seen the kiss to her forehead that had almost seemed a completely natural action, and now how quickly he had just reacted was unlike anything they had witnessed as well. There could be no missing that there was more at work than just simple attraction. Physical attraction alone did not make such drastic changes to someone’s behavior overnight, not to someone as set in his ways as Vollrath was. Mistakes had certainly been made on their part to agitate him.

“Please sit and rest sweetheart, let me get you a snack and some tea. You need to get your blood sugar up.” Vollrath helped her to relax back onto the couch before placing a soft kiss on the top of her head. Then walked towards the other men, his eyes hard and face serious. “Walk with me gentlemen. Let’s talk in another room for a minute. I think the three of us have upset her enough for one day.” His brows rose as he passed them and headed through the door. Both men followed without a word, they knew an order when they heard one.

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angsty-art-ist · 25 days

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certified coolkid moment: finding the rotting corpse of your classmate in the woods

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writerlunawinters · 7 months

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Title: In the Company of Witches (Evenfall Witches B&B #1)

Author: Auralee Wallace

Genre: Cozy Mystery, Fantasy

Published: October 19, 2021

My Thoughts: This was my first cozy reading experience, but it will definitely not be my last.

In this charming mystery, a young witch, Brynn Warren, must use her powers to uncover the truth about Constance Graves, a figure in the New England town of Evenfall. She must use her witch of the dead abilities to commune with ghosts and uncover the truth about Constance Graves' death. Brynn, who hasn't used her powers since her husband's death, hopes that her aunts' magic and her own investigative skills will lead her to answers.

I have heard repeatedly that this book is Practical Magic meets Gilmore Girls, and that is exactly what to expect when picking it up. Auralee Wallace does a spectacular job giving you all the cozy vibes while putting just the right amount of tension that keeps you turning the page.

While some of the writing did feel a little amateurish, you can easily ignore those with the beauty of the vibes, plot, and characters.

I would recommend In the Company of Witches to anyone who enjoys fall vibes, witchy stories, and a cozy, slow experience (with a little bit of murder).

#In The Company of Witches #Auralee Wallace #Cozy Mystery #Cozy Fantasy #Evenfall Witches #Mystery Fantasy #new books #books and reading

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realspacejunk · 1 year

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Strangers in Lively Town

Took me half a year to complete 🤪

#pokemon #pokemon mystery dungeon #town #fantasy #fantasy art #frogadier #Krokorok #furret #merchants #city

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halcyon-autumn · 4 days

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Huge L for Helio this episode I gotta say. Something about meeting that guy makes people want to go worship a dead lesbian

#YES this is the same joke twice I thought of two funny ways to say it #this post better not break containment it sounds insane out of context #also important to state that Cassandra is of course an enby lesbian we love our non-binary godexx of mystery #fantasy high #fhjy #fantasy high junior year #buddy dawn #kristen applebees #helio #ankarna #fantasy high spoilers #dimension 20

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time-woods · 5 months

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EMOTIONAL WIN ! ! the bug lets his emotions make decisions for once !

#when ur bug has rsd #mf needs affirmations after everything man #ppl expect a mystery fantasy drama but its gonna end up being a story abt learning how to experience being yourself #a whole story just about experiencing emotions and how amazing and beautiful that can be #( with a side serving of heavily autistic experiences)#get praaaaankeed #i really dont get kissing but here it sorta made sense i think #kissing with mandibles must be a bit difficult #shoutout to unhinged jaw #chasing stars au #adventure time #fionna and cake #adventure time au #Sīdus the Fallen star #prismo the wishmaster #the carmine cavalier #scarab the god auditor #prohibitedwish #this technically has a part 1 but i didnt line it or anything- i may add it onto this later if i feel like it #Sīdus is the one to usually instigate stuff but he makes sure Carma is the one to go further #kinda just letting him know that hes there for him but no matter what he gets to choose what hes comfortable with-#when hes in such an unfamiliar situation

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malachitebeck · 24 days

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I’m just saying that if two teenagers being crowned king and queen at a high school prom counted as a “king and queen being crowned anew in Solace” for an ancient curse on a giant dragon man, then a girl doing everything in her power to become Student Body President probably counts as a holy conquest worthy of her corrupted god.

#but what do I know!#with the mysteries in this show I am just along for the ride #also I have a friend who thinks Kipperlily is fully a red herring possibly but I dunno!#dimension 20 #ankarna #kipperlilly copperkettle #fantasy high #fantasy high junior year #fhjy spoilers #d20 spoilers

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svndvn · 7 months

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I had a vision of this in my head, the process of painting it was quite natural and easy, it's nice when it's smooth like this lol

#painting #magic #witchcraft #girl #art #artistontumblr #svndvn #mystery #insects #fantasy

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satisfactuality · 2 months

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thinkin really hard about kristen applebees, who purposely got detention on the first day of freshman year to make friends, who left a religious cult because of those friends, who pledged herself to a nameless and unknown deity while dead and then self-resurected while surrounded by her party

her party who had been fighting the nightmare king and suddenly saw their cleric seemingly agreeing to follow the nightmare king, her party who trusted that she knew what she was doing even if they didn't understand in the moment, her party that cared so deeply about each other that even when by all means kristen was dead and gone one of them held on to a piece of her just in case a miracle was possible

and thinkin a lot about kristen applebees finding the body of another cleric;

a cleric that also was devoted to a not-well understood deity and had faith in something off-putting to the masses but that was worth having faith in anyway, a cleric who resurrected rats and named them and hid it from her friends, a cleric who was unhappy but kind and obviously devoted to her party, a cleric who probably who have had a lot of empathy, kindness and knowledge for kristen navigating her relationship with cassandra

except lucy's party murdered her

#i know we've only brushed the mystery of lucy #but there are So Many parallels already #if the bad kids werent the bad kids kristen very easily could have been lucy #kristen applebees #dimension 20 #fantasy high #the bad kids #fantasy high junior year #riz gukgak #adaine abernant #fabian aramais seacaster #fabian seacaster #fig faeth #gorgug thistlespring #figeroth faeth

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dailyarturia · 3 months

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#fate grand order #mysterious heroine x alter #daily arturia #this post is about final fantasy 14

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assassin1513 · 1 year

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✨💙Moon Clock Stars 💙✨

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magical-mistakes-vm · 6 months

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“Vol, he’s right. You lost your shit for absolutely no reason, and she got hurt. It’s obvious what is going on to both Bal and I. You need to get a hold on this. Take care of her, we’ll be back.” Elmar clapped him on the shoulder and followed their other friend. They all needed a little space.

As soon as the door to his office closed, Vollrath ran a hand through his auburn hair and walked over to the couch where Mahala lay. He’d watched her sleep the night before and even that morning, but she hadn’t looked like she did now. There was a difference. This was not a peaceful rest, it was something different.

Sitting on the edge of the couch next to her, he took her hand in both of his, holding it like it was the most fragile thing he’d ever touched. It seemed so small compared with his, so delicate. Gult flooded him and threatened to drown him. “Mahala, I’m so sorry. I don’t know…” His eyes closed, Vollrath did know. “I’m sorry, little witch, I didn’t trust you. I didn’t trust them. I let stupid shit get to me.” His head shook, this was just the thing his friends got on him all the time about, once his temper started to go, it was an explosion of some kind. Never before had it been over a woman. Keeping hold of one hand, he reached up and brushed her hair from her forehead, softly chanting a healing incantation as he did.

“What have you done to me? How have you instilled such a fear of losing you in such a short amount of time?” The backs of his fingers caressed her cheek, his lips thinning as guilt weighed on him. “Instead of holding you closer, I lose my temper and this is the result. I warned you it’s hard to let people close, but I never meant to do this.” He knew that he had to get his temper in check when it came to her, or he would lose her. It would only be a matter of time until he lost it AT her, not just AROUND her. Their differences the night before had been nothing compared to how enraged he was at his friends for purposefully pushing his buttons regarding her. “My little witch, you already have my heart.” The last sentence was said just above a whisper.

Mahala’s eyelids fluttered and her breath stuttered, the hand being held by Vollrath twitched and then held his back. He leaned over her, putting his free hand against the back of the couch to brace himself. She was waking up, now would be the test if she knew what had happened. Now he would find out if she would forgive him, or if he was going to have to send Baldur and Elmar away with her to train her so he did not lose his mind.

“Vollrath?” She blinked a couple of times, then her eyes squeezed shut and her hand not being held reached up to her forehead as her face scrunched. “Did I hit my head? What happened?” She blew out a heavy breath and slightly moaned.

“Let me.” His voice was soft as he pulled her hand down and leaned back so he could once more run fingers over her forehead. “I…” he sighed heavily, “I lost my temper, and forgot you don’t know how to shield your magic, or yourself from it. I am so, so sorry, sweetheart. I…” another heavy sigh, “I never meant to hurt you. I made a mistake in not being more careful and calming down.” He kept easing her pain as he spoke, hoping, praying that she wouldn’t hate him.

One eye slitted open to look at him. “You losing your temper feels like I bashed my face on your desk?” He nodded, guilt overwhelming him once more as he waited as her open eye once more closed.

“You’re going to have to work on that, as in like, today. I do not consent to be knocked unconscious because you and Elmar get in a fight. Knock him out. Or Baldur. They’re bigger.” She moaned slightly and her face started to relax. “Whatever you’re doing is helping.”

Vollrath just sat and stared at her as he worked healing magic over her. She wasn’t pulling away, she wasn’t rebuking him, she wasn’t doing all of the scenarios that had gone off in his head as he had been waiting for her to open her beautiful eyes. He leaned forward and gently placed a kiss on her forehead. “Anything for you.” It was almost spoken as a prayer as he did, it was a vow.

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frogsandmagic · 3 days

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Let’s make one thing clear! Riz would have killed kalvaxus whether that was his dad’s murderer or not. He was working on the case, not because of his tragic backstory, but because he noticed his babysitter went missing, then noticed a bunch of other girls had also gone missing. He was already working the case to start out with because he realized something was up and worked on the case no one else seemed to be paying attention to or caring about. He wanted to figure out the mystery to help those girls.

Riz doesn’t get good adventures because he’s tragic, he gets good adventures because he’s smart and can find connections where no one else can. Because he refuses to give up when he finds a mystery. (to the point where he has a mystery tattooed all over his body)

#he cares about people! and wants to find out the mystery f #to help others!#and he’s also just smarter then you kipperlilly and that’s not his fault #fhjy #dimension 20 #fantasy high #fhjy spoilers #d20

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tk-sketches · 3 months

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nah you should totally do that interview. no way they won't turn it into a thumbnail with a big red arrow and something circled--

#character design #artists on tumblr #illustration #oc #robot oc #robots #scifi art #construct #fantasy art #gif art #gif warning #robot murder mystery game #art

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realspacejunk · 6 months

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Rescue in the Sky

A long time ago, since the rivers were young and the lands unnamed, when the races were still few and the world untouched by evil, the race of the Lati carried song and message between the great temples of the gods and their servants. For many ages, their deeds were worthy of many tellings and songs, for their minds were sharp, and their wings were swift. In the air, no being could outpace them. And wherever they flew, they wore armour made in the forges of Heatran, and soaring over the clouds of the heavens, they shone in the light of the sun like a day star.

But like most things from the time of old, they have now mostly passed into legend. Their ruin was one of the first tragedies of the Oath Breaking, and few remain after the world was cast into ruin and remade. No longer do the Lati travel the skies and bring tidings from the far corners of the world, and only once in many years are mortals of great fate blessed with their presence, and their songs only bring grief and the sense of memories lost.

Grim seems the fate of the Lati. Yet it was said in the last revelation of the Xatu Seers, which was told before the arrival of the Exiles of Man, that the race of the sky has been healing and waiting for the turning of the world, and that a day will come when the Great Sages return and call upon them, and the holy messengers will once more decent to the Earth, and with their aid the great pillars of evil shall be broken, and the race of Man will renew their oaths, and the world will be mended.

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atomic-chronoscaph · 2 months

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A Scattering of Jades - art by Guillaume Sorel (2006)

#guillaume sorel #fantasy art #horror art #cover art #alexander c. irvine #mystery novels #fantasy novels #le soleil du nouveau monde #fleuve noir #2000s #2006

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