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darth-maul-of-dathomir · 2 months

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The nightsisters, in their infinite wisdom, have encased me in stone and magick, with the caveat that they will release me when I tell them my of my vision of Allya. I have been disallowed from inspecting the contents of my cache.

I am typing with the force. It is not as hard as one might expect, just... fiddly.

What they do not know is that I have been experimenting to figure out the finer points of mistwalking, as sisters do. When all is quiet tonight, I will simply leave this place, my due in hand.

Let us see them try and stop me.

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dathomirdumpsterfire · 5 months

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~Snacks of Dathomir Snippet~

You grab your buy'ce off the counter and snag one of grandpa's knives in a reverse grip, then you go to check out that noise.

There's a body on the stairs.

With all due caution, you lean out a bit and call, “Hello? Are you dead?”

“Mnnggg,” the body replies. Oh good, still kicking.

“Are you one of the Opress brothers?” you ask hopefully.

“Ngh?” they reply, turning to squint blearily up at you.

It's a man, or male looking at least. Horned. Tattooed. Average height and build. Yellow, with a smidge of orange. Hot as fuck, honestly.

“... messare Feral?” you try. That was the youngest one, right?

“Yeah,” he manages, pupils two different sizes. “Fff- nng. You?”

“I'm your new chef, uh, nice to meet you… do you want help getting to medical?”

Probably-Feral flops back down onto the stairs, and mumbles something inaudible with a tone of supreme annoyance.

[Light hearted & spicy / Learn some mando'a / Cooking recipes / Non-specific 'you' protag / Nonserious fluff / Nightbrother culture]

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exile-of-dathomir · 3 months

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[It's a slow afternoon. The breakfast crowd came and went, dozens of to-go orders of caf and enough quiche to satisfy a rancor. The lunch crowd too, with a much higher percentage of smoothies, but plenty of caf too.]

[He's waiting for it to be dinner time, or more accurately after-dinner time. This is when the tea drinkers come in, with their fun special requests and mellow vibes.]

[Honestly, it's that crowd, and the late-night folks, that are his favorite. It's a perk of whatever magick that Rend used to heal him, but he gets to enjoy all the various crowds because he barely sleeps.]

[...or maybe the nightmares are why he barely sleeps. Ah well.]

chiiiing~~

[Feral looks up from a half doze when the door chimes. A customer walks in, a fashionable pantoran with high heeled boots and rainbow chromatic piercings.]

"Welcome to Twin Moons!" he says, perking up. "What can I get for you?"

[The man hums and haws over the decaf mocha varieties, but eventually makes their pick, pays for it, and wanders off upstairs. With that, Feral sits back down on the stool by the register, propping his elbows on the counter.]

[It's almost always chill in the cafe, never really gets slammed, but hopefully the dinner crowd comes soon. He's bored and sleepy.]

[Feral goes back to dozing, waiting for the next person to come in.]

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witchcraftmagazine · 2 years

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Wake up your Magical Powers https://www.magicalrecipesonline.com/2022/02/9-things-to-put-under-your-pillow.html #pillow #underyourpillow #underthepillow #underthepillows #nightmagic #nightmagick #sleepmagic #magic #witchcraft #witchesofinstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/CiQPP8mMiue/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#pillow #underyourpillow #underthepillow #underthepillows #nightmagic #nightmagick #sleepmagic #magic #witchcraft #witchesofinstagram

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mooncraftmagick · 1 year

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❄️Welcome December❄️

This magickal month seems to come when everyone needs it most.

December is truly magickal, anything can happen.

December can be warm one day and snowing a white wonderland the next.

Not only does December contain the excitement of Yule and Christmas, it also gives us a time to reflect. To reminisce on the good and bad times of the year; the best is saved for last and the close of December brings the start of a new beginning.

So make sure you grab hold of December and let it sprinkle a little magick into your life before it is too late. Sending December blessings to you and your loved ones. 💙💙

Image by Pete Rumney. Source: https://www.thecowl.com/portfolio/december-magic . #mooncraftmagickstore #magick #wiccaaltar #gaia #nature #wicca #wiccaaltar #pagan ##paganaltar #witchesofinstagram #wheeloftheyear #druidsofinstagram #manifestation #nature #moongoddesses #goddess #nature #moonmagick #magickaltools #herbsoftheearth #toolsofthecraft #moonmagickcrystals #moonmagick #nightmagick #nyx

#december #December magick #wicca #wiccan #earth witch #magick #earthmagick #nature #mooncraftmagick #wiccalife #spiritual #pagan #green witch #beauty of nature #wheel of the year #yuletide #Yule #yulemagick

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violatememoreplease · 2 years

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My thoughts on "white/ black" magick

When I first read about the term as a baby witch, I always prefered the "black". Even though it wasn't that long ago, back then most representation on social media where wiccans who strictly followed the rule of three. So I thought that's what a witch did, and I reluctantly followed it - even though in the back of my mind I had a hard time marrying this doctrine with the folkloric archetype that I looked up to...

Being a tumblr regular, I soon came to find out that the rule of three wasn't for everybody (yey!) and that the dicotomy of "black/ white" is just racist rhetoric (goddammit). So I stopped using those terms, switching to "light/ dark" instead, because - yeah, don't be racist folks'.

But alas, even my new terminology has racist undertones - or at least colourist. Which actually came as a surprise to me. See, where I come from, my immediate association with both "black/ white magick" and "light/ dark" has never been connected to skin colour, I've always thought of it as night and day. And in that I've really come to like the "light/ dark" terminology... Like, I don't see "dark" magick as bad/ evil/ neferious etc; I see it as a harder kind of magick to perform.

Imagine magick like walking through a forest. Doing it in the daylight, you can easily see where you walk. There aren't many predators lurking around, and you can just relaxe and breathe in the atmosphere. The same place in the dark however, can be really dangerous. If you aren't careful you could hurt yourself on something as silly as a root. In general, you wouldn't venture out in a dark forest unless you knew it really well in the light first - or was desperate.

Maybe I should change my terminology to "nightmagick" and "daymagick"... Although I'd imagine that would become a little confusing if I wanted to to a "nightspell" during the day or vice verse. Anyways; in my strictly personal view, wanting to have a "light" practise is completely respectible, but looking down on "dark" workers just tells me that you're really afraid of the dark... And what was that thing Terry Pratchett said about witches?

#black magick #black magic #white magick #white magic #dark magick #light magick #light magic #dark magic #witchblr #witches of tumblr #witchcraft #white witchcraft #black witchcraft #dark witch #light witch

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poisonerspath · 3 years

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Morpheus, Hypnos, Nyx and Erebus spirits of the nighttime darkness and vesper time world of dreams. Also Persephone and Demeter. This locket contains Thornapple (moonflower) a nightblooming memeber of the nightshade family closely tied to night magick and nocturnal creatures. Poppy (Papaver somniferum, sacred to and ruled by the gods of sleep and dream used for millennia In divination, dream incubation and underworld mysteries. This locket also contains graveyard moss and a share of Victorian era porcelain from the UK reprinting a man playing a Lyre. This is an amulet of peace and tranquility and the healing that comes from the oblivion of sleep. Use to connect to nocturnal energies for magick and ritual. Link In bio #herbalamulets #poisonlocket #poisonjewelry #datura #daturainnoxia #poppy #papaversomniferum #opiumpoppy #underworld #persephone #chthonic #nightmagick #nocturnalmagick #moonflower #moongarden #nocturnalgarden https://www.instagram.com/p/CQ1DIe2rYAo/?utm_medium=tumblr

#herbalamulets #poisonlocket #poisonjewelry #datura #daturainnoxia #poppy #papaversomniferum #opiumpoppy #underworld #persephone #chthonic #nightmagick #nocturnalmagick #moonflower #moongarden #nocturnalgarden

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darth-maul-of-dathomir · 2 months

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The Sights of Dathomir Collection #1

1. The Spires of Light

2. Underground Ichor River

3. Wildfires Born of Meteor Shower

4. Sacred Roots

5. Hushed Chasm of the Dancer

6. The Nightmother Spiritwalking

7. Roots Running Over Land

8. The Ash Bone Trees

9. Nightmagick Ritual

[Album Comment: I have begun to organize the various holos I have captured during my exploration of Dathomir. Many of them are duplicates, poorly framed, or blurred. This album is to be a selection of the... superior samples. -Maul.]

#The Sights of Dathomir #maul's photo album #maul's musings #dathomir #darth maul #star wars #star wars roleplay #nightbrothers #nightsisters #sith #ichor #the witches of dathomir #nightmagick #nightsister ichor

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darth-maul-of-dathomir · 2 months

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Against my better judgement, I have been convinced to return to the nightsister's temple, for a festival of sorts.

The trap was two fold:

One, I see now that I was romanced slowly with breadcrumb tales of culture long denied to me. This event is to showcase these things. Foods I have never tried. Rich wines and sweet meats. Mysticism on display, in honor of the people's gods. Revelry in the darkside.

My curiosity makes me weak, it seems.

Two, I was given solemn oath that no binding would be laid on me, no nightmagick cast. Not poison, nor bother to breed, nor insidious game would be played. Hospitality, and hospitality alone.

... again my curiosity strikes. I doubt their veracity and their intent, and I wish to be proven correct.

This is how I've come to be set on a pile of cushions, a spread of treats on one side, and a comely nightbrother curled up on my other. I am still waiting for the trap to be sprung, but in the mean time I am enjoying the cheese.

#dathomir #darth maul #maul's musings #star wars #star wars role play #nightsisters #nightbrothers #witches of dathomir #mother talzin #nightmagick #the force #the dark side

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darth-maul-of-dathomir · 2 months

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I came across a nightsister today, in a canyon where nothing grew and no creatures ventured. She was dancing when I came upon her, smiling with her eyes closed, humming.

As I approached, I began to feel the tune it seemed she could hear.

The weight of age had lined her face, but taken little else. I felt centuries upon her as she took my hands and bid me sway with her. I lost track of time, and found myself humming as well. We left that place together, and she told me to hunt.

I would have sneered at her demand, but my hate, my ever present comfort, would not rise. Unnerved, I admit I simply did as asked. My forbearance was rewarded with stew.

#dathomir #darth maul #nightsisters #witches of dathomir #star wars #nightmagick #nightbrothers #star wars roleplay #maul's musings

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darth-maul-of-dathomir · 2 months

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Have you ever considered trying to learn nightsister magic?

Hm. Initially I had little interest beyond their more useful, utilitarian spells...

... however, the ever present subtext that men are inherently lesser began to grate, rather quickly. As did the assumption that nightmagick was simply beyond my capacity.

The condescension is enough to boil the blood at times, and I am, at heart, a spiteful being. I have stolen books from initiates, and covered my trail with subterfuge.

I am studying the basic theories as we speak.

#darth maul #dathomir #star wars roleplay #nightmagick #nightsisters #star wars #nightbrothers #sith #star wars rp #ask box #open door rp

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darth-maul-of-dathomir · 2 months

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There is something to be said for the creativity of a determined witch.

I spent the majority of last night in a stuttering vision of being a spider-like version of myself, tucked away in the back of a cargo hold. Again and again a facsimile of the Nightmother would coax me out from a sea of crates, whether I wanted to go or not. My body moves on it's own in these visions, dizzily chasing a ball of green witchlight, until I feel a tap on my forehead and everything goes dark.

This repeated, ad nauseum, until one vision where... it is difficult to describe. Talzin called to me from outside the vessel, but instead of some distant figment again trying to beguile me from my shelter, it was... her. As she is now.

She called me son, and spoke of the singing stone. Surprise, surprise, the Nightmother also wants the beacon of Allya. She claimed the beacon is not for a man to touch. That my ownership was wrong.

I pretended to be insensate, lost to the influence of my vision-self and unable to hear her offers of favors or rewards in exchange for bringing the stone to the nightsister's temple.

Hmph. It is my prize.

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dathomirdumpsterfire · 2 months

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[Pov: you're about to get your ass kicked at grav-ball by someone nine times your age.]

#star wars #tcw #star wars clone wars #dathomir #mother talzin #screenshots #gffa #nightmother #witches of dathomir #nightsisters #nightmagick #grav-ball #sports in the gffa

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dathomirdumpsterfire · 6 months

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~Chapter 10 Snippet~

Obi-Wan's brows lift. "You usually leave them alive? That implies people have died here to have their fortune told."

The seer's luminous yellow gaze pins Obi-Wan to the cushions from across the dimly lit table. Incense smoke curls through the air between them.

"You assume that people do not come to me determined to know the deepest secrets of the galaxy despite themselves, jedi." His voice lowers, into something gentle and sibilant. "You assume people know their own health, or that their depths are as large and easily felt as yours. You assume the sick, the dying, and the desperate do not come to their deaths ready and willing to make a sacrifice for their loved one's gain."

Obi-Wan swallows, thinking through those heavy ideas. Slowly, he nods, "I am ignorant of the nuances of your craft, forgive me."

🔮🪔🃏.......Start from the begining👇🏽......... 🃏🪔🔮

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darth-maul-of-dathomir · 2 months

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My plan to escape the nightsister temple was a success. My intent to avoid pursuit, less so.

I escaped the magicked binding of stone and dirt, retrieved the singing stone and chest they had stored the contents of the cache in, and retreated to the wilds. There, I boarded my ship and took off into the atmosphere. I had assumed this would be sufficient distance. It was not. The Nightmother created herself a body from thin air, and possessed it. I am reluctantly impressed.

She is now on my ship, admiring my book collection.

I am being 'allowed' to review the contents of the cache, as a 'reward for my guile'. Hmph. More likely the witch just wants to read my books in peace. The coven's council is also not here to censure her choices. I suspect Talzin plans to give me more credit than I am due when she speaks of this, if only to shift the blame for my perusal away from herself.

But I digress. The cache has a number of artifacts which emanate with the force. I intend to take my time reviewing them.

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darth-maul-of-dathomir · 2 months

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As predicted, it was the Nightmother herself on my trail. She is not one to give up the hunt easily it seems. Whatever treasures the stone leads to or does not must be worth the effort of coming here through the dangerous but expedient paths of the spirit realm. There is no other way she could have arrived in such a timely manner.

One moment I was fighting off intangible spiders-like creatures that could not be cut with my lightsaber, but were indeed susceptible to the force... the next, Talzin appeared and began laying waste to the creatures with luminous orbs that crackled as they flew.

I did not need her help, and she was obnoxiously smug about giving it. When I growled at her over it, she laughed like I had told a fine joke, and complemented my strength. As if I care what a nightsister -any nightsister- thinks of me. I said as much and her smile became saccharine. The woman begs to be strangled.

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