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Archie Roy - Sorcellerie Écossaise - Presses de la Cité - 1974 (Sable Night)
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raise your hand if you're enjoying the constant jarthur art (i raise my hand, completely alone) ((closeups under the cut))
#human john human john human john#i made him too pretty#he's so gender#listen to malevolent y'all#it will make you good at drawing hands#im on part 33 rn#i think “the father” actually broke me#arthur gets to be happy! for once#harlan guthrie must be some kind of shapeshifter#how does he do british twink and intimidating neutral-accent and french guy and scottish guy and irish guy#and appalachian (?) accent and maniacal american voice and new york cop voice and old lady voice#some kind of sorcery#izel scribbles#art#artists on tumblr#sketchbook#drawing#traditional art#small art blog#colored pencil#prismacolor#colored sketch#sketch#studies#art studies#jarthur#arthur x john#arthur/john#malevolent#malevolent pod
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JSTOR Articles on the History of Witchcraft, Witch Trials, and Folk Magic Beliefs
This is a partial of of articles on these subjects that can be found in the JSTOR archives. This is not exhaustive - this is just the portion I've saved for my own studies (I've read and referenced about a third of them so far) and I encourage readers and researchers to do their own digging. I recommend the articles by Ronald Hutton, Owen Davies, Mary Beth Norton, Malcolm Gaskill, Michael D. Bailey, and Willem de Blecourt as a place to start.
If you don't have personal access to JSTOR, you may be able to access the archive through your local library, university, museum, or historical society.
Full text list of titles below the cut:
'Hatcht up in Villanie and Witchcraft': Historical, Fiction, and Fantastical Recuperations of the Witch Child, by Chloe Buckley
'I Would Have Eaten You Too': Werewolf Legends in the Flemish, Dutch and German Area, by Willem de Blecourt
'The Divels Special Instruments': Women and Witchcraft before the Great Witch-hunt, by Karen Jones and Michael Zell
'The Root is Hidden and the Material Uncertain': The Challenges of Prosecuting Witchcraft in Early Modern Venice, by Jonathan Seitz
'Your Wife Will Be Your Biggest Accuser': Reinforcing Codes of Manhood at New England Witch Trials, by Richard Godbeer
A Family Matter: The CAse of a Witch Family in an 18th-Century Volhynian Town, by Kateryna Dysa
A Note on the Survival of Popular Christian Magic, by Peter Rushton
A Note on the Witch-Familiar in Seventeenth Century England, by F.H. Amphlett Micklewright
African Ideas of Witchcraft, by E.G. Parrinder
Aprodisiacs, Charms, and Philtres, by Eleanor Long
Charmers and Charming in England and Wales from the Eighteenth to the Twentieth Century, by Owen Davies
Charming Witches: The 'Old Religion' and the Pendle Trial, by Diane Purkiss
Demonology and Medicine in the Sixteenth and Seventeenth Centuries, by Sona Rosa Burstein
Denver Tries A Witch, by Margaret M. Oyler
Devil's Stones and Midnight Rites: Megaliths, Folklore, and Contemporary Pagan Witchcraft, by Ethan Doyle White
Edmund Jones and the Pwcca'r Trwyn, by Adam N. Coward
Essex County Witchcraft, by Mary Beth Norton
From Sorcery to Witchcraft: Clerical Conceptions of Magic in the Later Middle Ages, by Michael D. Bailey
German Witchcraft, by C. Grant Loomis
Getting of Elves: Healing, Witchcraft and Fairies in the Scottish Witchcraft Trials, by Alaric Hall
Ghost and Witch in the Sixteenth and Seventeenth Centuries, by Gillian Bennett
Ghosts in Mirrors: Reflections of the Self, by Elizabeth Tucker
Healing Charms in Use in England and Wales 1700-1950, by Owen Davies
How Pagan Were Medieval English Peasants?, by Ronald Hutton
Invisible Men: The Historian and the Male Witch, by Lara Apps and Andrew Gow
Johannes Junius: Bamberg's Famous Male Witch, by Lara Apps and Andrew Gow
Knots and Knot Lore, by Cyrus L. Day
Learned Credulity in Gianfrancesco Pico's Strix, by Walter Stephens
Literally Unthinkable: Demonological Descriptions of Male Witches, by Lara Apps and Andrew Gow
Magical Beliefs and Practices in Old Bulgaria, by Louis Petroff
Maleficent Witchcraft in Britian since 1900, by Thomas Waters
Masculinity and Male Witches in Old and New England, 1593-1680, by E.J. Kent
Methodism, the Clergy, and the Popular Belief in Witchcraft and Magic, by Owen Davies
Modern Pagan Festivals: A Study in the Nature of Tradition, by Ronald Hutton
Monstrous Theories: Werewolves and the Abuse of History, by Willem de Blecourt
Neapolitan Witchcraft, by J.B. Andrews and James G. Frazer
New England's Other Witch-Hunt: The Hartford Witch-Hunt of the 1660s and Changing Patterns in Witchcraft Prosecution, by Walter Woodward
Newspapers and the Popular Belief in Witchcraft and Magic in the Modern Period, by Owen Davies
Occult Influence, Free Will, and Medical Authority in the Old Bailey, circa 1860-1910, by Karl Bell
Paganism and Polemic: The Debate over the Origins of Modern Pagan Witchcraft, by Ronald Hutton
Plants, Livestock Losses and Witchcraft Accusations in Tudor and Stuart England, by Sally Hickey
Polychronican: Witchcraft History and Children, interpreting England's Biggest Witch Trial, 1612, by Robert Poole
Publishing for the Masses: Early Modern English Witchcraft Pamphlets, by Carla Suhr
Rethinking with Demons: The Campaign against Superstition in Late Medieval and Early Modern Europe from a Cognitive Perspective, by Andrew Keitt
Seasonal Festivity in Late Medieval England, Some Further Reflections, by Ronald Hutton
Secondary Targets: Male Witches on Trial, by Lara Apps and Andrew Gow
Some Notes on Modern Somerset Witch-Lore, by R.L. Tongue
Some Notes on the History and Practice of Witchcraft in the Eastern Counties, by L.F. Newman
Some Seventeenth-Century Books of Magic, by K.M. Briggs
Stones and Spirits, by Jane P. Davidson and Christopher John Duffin
Superstitions, Magic, and Witchcraft, by Jeffrey R. Watt
The 1850s Prosecution of Gerasim Fedotov for Witchcraft, by Christine D. Worobec
The Catholic Salem: How the Devil Destroyed a Saint's Parish (Mattaincourt, 1627-31), by William Monter
The Celtic Tarot and the Secret Tradition: A Study in Modern Legend Making, by Juliette Wood
The Cult of Seely Wights in Scotland, by Julian Goodare
The Decline of Magic: Challenge and Response in Early Enlightenment England, by Michael Hunter
The Devil-Worshippers at the Prom: Rumor-Panic as Therapeutic Magic, by Bill Ellis
The Devil's Pact: Diabolic Writing and Oral Tradition, by Kimberly Ball
The Discovery of Witches: Matthew Hopkins' Defense of his Witch-hunting Methods, by Sheilagh Ilona O'Brien
The Disenchantment of Magic: Spells, Charms, and Superstition in Early European Witchcraft Literature, by Michael D. Bailey
The Epistemology of Sexual Trauma in Witches' Sabbaths, Satanic Ritual Abuse, and Alien Abduction Narratives, by Joseph Laycock
The European Witchcraft Debate and the Dutch Variant, by Marijke Gijswijt-Hofstra
The Flying Phallus and the Laughing Inquisitor: Penis Theft in the Malleus Maleficarum, by Moira Smith
The Framework for Scottish Witch-Hunting for the 1590s, by Julian Goodare
The Imposture of Witchcraft, by Rossell Hope Robbins
The Last Witch of England, by J.B. Kingsbury
The Late Lancashire Witches: The Girls Next Door, by Meg Pearson
The Malefic Unconscious: Gender, Genre, and History in Early Antebellum Witchcraft Narratives, by Lisa M. Vetere
The Mingling of Fairy and Witch Beliefs in Sixteenth and Seventeenth Century Scotland, by J.A. MacCulloch
The Nightmare Experience, Sleep Paralysis, and Witchcraft Accusations, by Owen Davies
The Pursuit of Reality: Recent Research into the History of Witchcraft, by Malcolm Gaskill
The Reception of Reginald Scot's Discovery of Witchcraft: Witchcraft, Magic, and Radical Religions, by S.F. Davies
The Role of Gender in Accusations of Witchcraft: The Case of Eastern Slovenia, by Mirjam Mencej
The Scottish Witchcraft Act, by Julian Goodare
The Werewolves of Livonia: Lycanthropy and Shape-Changing in Scholarly Texts, 1550-1720, by Stefan Donecker
The Wild Hunter and the Witches' Sabbath, by Ronald Hutton
The Winter Goddess: Percht, Holda, and Related Figures, by Lotta Motz
The Witch's Familiar and the Fairy in Early Modern England and Scotland, by Emma Wilby
The Witches of Canewdon, by Eric Maple
The Witches of Dengie, by Eric Maple
The Witches' Flying and the Spanish Inquisitors, or How to Explain Away the Impossible, by Gustav Henningsen
To Accommodate the Earthly Kingdom to Divine Will: Official and Nonconformist Definitions of Witchcraft in England, by Agustin Mendez
Unwitching: The Social and Magical Practice in Traditional European Communities, by Mirjam Mencej
Urbanization and the Decline of Witchcraft: An Examination of London, by Owen Davies
Weather, Prayer, and Magical Jugs, by Ralph Merrifield
Witchcraft and Evidence in Early Modern England, by Malcolm Gaskill
Witchcraft and Magic in the Elizabethan Drama by H.W. Herrington
Witchcraft and Magic in the Rochford Hundred, by Eric Maple
Witchcraft and Old Women in Early Modern Germany, by Alison Rowlands
Witchcraft and Sexual Knowledge in Early Modern England, by Julia M. Garrett
Witchcraft and Silence in Guillaume Cazaux's 'The Mass of Saint Secaire', by William G. Pooley
Witchcraft and the Early Modern Imagination, by Robin Briggs
Witchcraft and the Western Imagination by Lyndal Roper
Witchcraft Belief and Trals in Early Modern Ireland, by Andrew Sneddon
Witchcraft Deaths, by Mimi Clar
Witchcraft Fears and Psychosocial Factors in Disease, by Edward Bever
Witchcraft for Sale, by T.M. Pearce
Witchcraft in Denmark, by Gustav Henningsen
Witchcraft in Germany, by Taras Lukach
Witchcraft in Kilkenny, by T. Crofton Croker
Witchcraft in Anglo-American Colonies, by Mary Beth Norton
Witchcraft in the Central Balkans I: Characteristics of Witches, by T.P. Vukanovic
Witchcraft in the Central Balkans II: Protection Against Witches, by T.P. Vukanovic
Witchcraft Justice and Human Rights in Africa, Cases from Malawi, by Adam Ashforth
Witchcraft Magic and Spirits on the Border of Pennsylvania and West Virginia, by S.P. Bayard
Witchcraft Persecutions in the Post-Craze Era: The Case of Ann Izzard of Great Paxton, 1808, by Stephen A. Mitchell
Witchcraft Prosecutions and the Decline of Magic, by Edward Bever
Witchcraft, by Ray B. Browne
Witchcraft, Poison, Law, and Atlantic Slavery, by Diana Paton
Witchcraft, Politics, and Memory in Seventeeth-Century England, by Malcolm Gaskill
Witchcraft, Spirit Possession and Heresy, by Lucy Mair
Witchcraft, Women's Honour and Customary Law in Early Modern Wales, by Sally Parkin
Witches and Witchbusters, by Jacqueline Simpson
Witches, Cunning Folk, and Competition in Denmark, by Timothy R. Tangherlini
Witches' Herbs on Trial, by Michael Ostling
#witchcraft#witchblr#history#history of witchcraft#occult#witch trials#research#recommended reading#book recs#jstor
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alright here is my rec list for everything george rr martin:
(link will be in reblog). in it you will find:
the list of all the asoiaf books and related supplemental books and graphic novels (just to like, cover all my bases here)
books and authors across all genres that george has name dropped as having an influence on the series, from historical books written in the late 1800s about random scottish castles to the beginnings of the sword-and-sorcery genre written in serials in magazines.
books about the history he's taken inspiration from besides the ones he's name dropped - basically i found non fiction books that seemed well reviewed on an academic level but also sounded like narrative non fiction bc i can’t do anything too dry or technical. however,,,, i included notes in this section on what part of the story is inspired by each book. i kept it to the stuff that he’s name dropped - like dorne being a mash up of wales, moorish spain, and palestine, or hadrian’s wall or the anarchy - so if you think something sounds interesting but the book i picked was ass, basically every subject had a bunch of books on it!
(caveat i mean, i picked stuff that was readily available to me through my library system as someone in the greater chicagoland area lol so ymmv as to whether there's a lot of info available to you. if you want to know about how to use libby, hoopla, or kanopy tho, hit me up!!)
books i think it's very likely he took inspiration - this is the smallest section, i’m not about to project onto this man, its at the very bottom of the sheet & it’s just like, lolita, some fairy tale stuff, and other books george has written, so it’s also about further understanding his ~style~ + i am simply interested in these titles.
if anything is kind of unclear or if you noticed i missed something george has said, feel free to let me know!
#i will include the link in a reblog bc tumblr still buries linked posts afaik#valyrianscrolls#getting on my soap box#grrm#took me longer than i thought to find books on the black dinner oh my god there are too many king james!!!!!!
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John Blanche is an absolute legend. As an artist and art director, he essentially steered the rudder of Warhammer and, through it, British fantasy art, for decades. Among a pile of important work, my favorite is probably his illustrations for the four-volume Sorcery! gamebook series by Steve Jackson.
I’m not sure how the Hollow Press edition of Voodoo Forest (2022) got on my radar, but it did (and thank goodness, because through it I found Vermis). The first version appeared in 2015 and was the product of a decade of work. This edition includes additional plates and was resequenced. The back matter says it’s the project’s definitive form.
It’s impressive! There are 46 full-page illustrations, each accompanied by a second, smaller one, and one 2-page spread. In a lot of ways, Blanche’s style seems unchanged, which is a curious thing for an artist with a career spanning multiple decades (compare to Ian Miller, who has had a number of stylistic periods). It’s strange to see his work without any direct references to the worlds of Warhammer. There are subtle, perhaps reflexive visual references, like the way the demon woman’s claw hands resemble the canon Slaaneshi demonette, or how all the secondary illustrations depict a variety of folk carrying banners. Those banners serve as cryptic titles. Many are quotes from Macbeth. I assume many others reference other works, but I haven’t quite figured them out. The doomed atmosphere of the Scottish play sort of overrides all other associations for me (though there is very little in the visuals that would make me think of Shakespeare, though there is one man in a kilt).
Taken as a whole, the thing is unsettling, a sort of dream or nightmare landscape that clearly conforms to some organizing principal, but the logic of which remains obscure. There is not much gore or violence, but violence seems imminent in nearly all the plates. I would not want to explore this particular forest, but I am glad to have it on my shelf.
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On April 4th 1617 John Napier, the mathematician, died.
I hated maths with a vengeance at school, I'm not talking about counting, I can hold my own with that, but real maths. algebra, geometry, topology and worst of all logarithms, which we have Robert Napier to "thank" for, he introduced them in the early 17th century as a means to simplify calculations, aye right!
If John Napier had been born a common man he would maybe have been burnt at the stake, nothing to do with him and his maths nonsense but because he dabbled in the occult at a time when we were routinely setting such people on fire!
James VI was on the throne and his obsession with devilry consigned hundreds of unfortunates to the flames. Unless you were born of a noble family of course. A wee bit background on the Napier's his father was Sir Archibald Napier of Merchiston Castle, and his mother was Janet Bothwell, daughter of the politician and judge Francis Bothwell, Lord of Session, and a sister of Adam Bothwell who became the Bishop of Orkney. Archibald Napier was 16 years old when John Napier was born. John, as was the common practice for members of the nobility at that time, he was privately tutored and did not have formal education until he was 13, when he was sent to St Salvator's College, St Andrews. He dropped out of Uni and toured Europe for a time before returning to Scotland aged 21.
Back to his links with sorcery, several members of John Napier’s family – respected and wealthy participants of Edinburgh society - were commonly known to be wizards or sorcerers. Their necromantic power was feared by nobles as well as peasants from far and wide.
The family wizardry started with Napier's father, Sir Archibald, seventh Laird of Merchiston, who successfully predicted when Mary, then the former Queen of Scotland, would leave Lochleven Castle, where she was imprisoned. The story goes: "Claude Nan, the Queen's secretary, wrote that 'the Laird of Markyston (Sir Archibald), who had the reputation of being a great wizard, made bets with several persons to the amount of five hundred crowns, that by the 5th of May Her Majesty would be out of Lochleven." Mary escaped on 2 May 1568 – and the senior Napier was presumably wealthier for his prediction.
Sir Archibald married Janet Bothwell, sister of Adam, Bishop of Orkney, who the paper said was "a notorious necromancer", so that their son, the future mathematician, inherited "a double inclination towards the magic arts". This might explain some of John's odd behaviour. A necromancer is a wizard or magician by the way, I had to google it!
Tenants who lived on the vast Merchiston estate south-west of Edinburgh thought John to be a bit mysterious at times, Napier would be seen many evenings wearing a long gown, pacing outside his tower chamber, a private work area where he often would pass many long hours alone.
Many people thought that his pet black cockerel was a familiar – a supernatural being which assisted witches and wizards in their magical practice. However, the Napier family held the hereditary role of King’s Poulterer and Napier may have kept the cockerel on a whim but I have read he travelled not only with the bird but also with a black spider in a small box, not normal behaviour.
The Scottish writer and translator Sir Thomas Urquhart, who, told of a demonstration of devastating artillery Napier devised against the threat of invasion by Spain.
"He gave proof upon a large plaine in Scotland to the destruction of a great many herds of cattel and flocks of sheep, whereof some were distant from other half a mile on all sides and some a whole mile,"
A well as being a wizard and mathematician Napier was also a fervent Protestant, much of his writing is vehemently anti-Catholic even by the standards of the time. He was a man of contradictions though, as he is said to have had friends who were Catholic, including Alexander Seton, the Earl of Dunfermline, although the vast majority Catholics back then had to hide their faith.
The last interesting, and worrying, fact I found out about John Napier is that his cause of death according to wiki he died "from the effects of gout" at home in Merchiston tower, now I suffer from gout and it is bloody painful but I didn't know it could kill you!
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Hey so...
Here I am with another “JJK Characters (as)…” idea.
This time: their (maybe unusual) comfort movies.
Featuring some of my own personal favourite comfort movies, enjoy <3
Satoru Gojo -> Howl's Moving Castle
You can’t tell me Gojo doesn’t recognize himself in Howl at least a little. He was sceptical of the movie at first but he loves the story far more than he likes to admit. (He even cries) As much as he is rizzful and arrogant on the outside, I feel like he truly does see himself in Howl because, after all, he is a kind and sweet man who is only trying to fight for what he thinks is right. The movie strangely touches something deep inside him.
Yuji Itadori -> Mean Girls
Maybe it seems like an odd choice to others but for me, that just kinda resembles him the most out of the entire list. I cannot fully explain why tho.
Megumi Fushiguro -> Spirited Away
I’d be lying if I said there was a reason for this choice. I just feel that as much as Megumi tries to keep to himself and be the introvert he is, he’d absolutely love stories like that. It might be completely surprising to others that this is a movie that deeply comforts him, but once you get to know him and his soft side it actually makes a lot of sense.
Nobara Kugisaki -> Shrek
It might be a bit unorthodox and unlike classic romantic fairytales, but that’s how Nobara is too. She’s a girly girl who loves shopping but the premise of not everything being the mainstream fairytale with a prince charming whose looks can hypnotize the entire female cast is just up her alley. She also loves the female dragon.
Suguru Geto -> Fight Club
All I’m saying is “You met me at a very strange time of my life”. Suguru oddly relates way too much to the narrator, having a difficult time with himself as if there are two different versions of him. He tries to do the right thing and after a lot of trial and error, he comes to a conclusion. That is what heavily resonates with him. It’s an odd choice for a comfort movie, but there’s something deeply captivating about it.
Kento Nanami -> Shawshank Redemption
Nanami is the most grown-up of the whole bunch, so it’s no surprise that he prefers dramas and old movies. It might not count as an actual ‘comfort movie’ but it certainly is a movie that Nanami treasures.
Takuma Ino -> Grown Ups
It’s fun, it’s silly, it’s oddly deep sometimes. It’s exactly his taste. Takuma Ino isn’t one for deeply emotional movies. I feel he doesn’t want to dwell too much on emotions, it’s one of the only aspects where he is the absolute opposite of his mentor when it comes to movies. He wants a distraction from the seriousness of sorcery and goes for comedies like this that make him laugh until he’s crying.
Shoko Ieiri -> Trainspotting
It’s a Scottish movie about drugs, addictions, and everything in between. It might seem shallow on the outside, but the movie has so many different meanings. Shoko watches it less for actual comfort, but more because the meanings resemble something within her.
Choso -> Pixar’s Brave
This one just kinda makes sense to me. It’s just kinda Choso coded TT I know it’s mother and daughter, not brothers but the journey and the bond still resonates with him. He’s a big softie at heart, no one can convince me otherwise.
Aoi Todo -> The Lion King
Listen, hear me out for this one. In all seriousness, it’s essentially just a movie about a young man forgetting his way but a beautiful woman gets through to him and gets him back on the right path, where he emerges as the strong and fierce fighter he has always been. He starts to believe in himself and fights for his family, his land, and what he loves the most. Do I need to say more?
~ Nanami Flowershop Anon
YOU NEVER MISS AHHHH seriously your brain is magnificent!!!!!
#also a lot of these are my comfort movies too so iiiiiii’ll be projecting the rest of the day <3#jordie says stuff#nanami flowershop anon
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A VERY DESCRIPTIVE PROFILE OF YOUR MUSE. Repost with the information of your muse, including headcanons, etc. if you fail to achieve some of the facts, add some other of your own!
NAME: Rufus Scrimgeour
FORMER: -
NICKNAME(S): -
AGE: 62
DATE OF BIRTH: 12.12.
ZODIAC: Really?
SPECIES: Human, wizard.
SEX: Male.
NATIONALITY: British.
PARENTS: Deònaidh Scrimgeour (†), Ciarán Scrimgeour.
SIBLINGS: -
CHILDREN: Eleonora Scrimgeour, Agatha Longbottom (goddaughter).
INTERESTS: Politics, history, fashion.
PROFESSION: Minister of Magic, former: head of the Auror Office.
BODY TYPE: Tall, slim.
EYES: Yellow.
HAIR: Partly greyed, sand.
SKIN: Scars, gets sunburnt quickly.
FACE: Mostly serious with a tendency to a throbbing vein on the forehead when angry.
POSTURE: Upright.
HEIGHT: 188 cm
VOICE: Scottish accent. Polite, direct, efficient. Tendency to yell when angry.
SIGNATURE OUTFIT: Suit, suit vest, tie, walking stick.
SIGNIFICANT OTHER:
COMPANIONS: Alastor Moody, Amelia Bones (†), Frank & Alice Longbottom, M. A., Lovis Philomena Dabos.
ANTAGONISTS: Tom Riddle, Bellatrix Lestrange, Rita Skeeter, C. S.
STRENGTHS: Animagus, non-verbal and wandless magic. Specialises in defence against the dark arts, transformation, sorcery and potions. Knowledge in law, economics, homeland defence, history. Assertive, stress-resistant, persistent.
WEAKNESSES: Choleric, obsessed with detail, pedantic, controlling, suspicious, paranoid, slightly ecpathetic (but I try my best), little understanding of low standards, I can't cook and I go crazy if there are stains on my clothes. And of course someone I will not mention here.
COLORS: dark blue, royal blue, delft blue, indigo blue, saphire blue, black. I like to arrange colou(!)rs in my free time.
FRUITS: I hate sweet things.
DRINKS: Scotch.
ALCOHOLIC DRINKS: Well…wait-
SMOKING: Sometimes.
DRUGS: Well – nothing that takes me away from reality. V
DRIVER'S LICENSE: Yes (sure you didn't expect that!)
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Sugar O’er the Devil WIP Intro
genre
Shakespearean adaptation. Macbeth x Richard III Crossover. Supernatural fantasy. Alternate history (like, way alternate, Taika Waititi school of alternate history--which is to say, informed, but ultimately, I do what I want).
summary
When Lady Macbeth receives a letter bearing tidings that her beloved lord may have a chance to seize the Scottish crown, she does what any sensible noblewoman might do. She summons a demon to seal the deal. To her surprise, not only does her conjuring yield results, but the entity which rises from the depths of Hell is a man from some 400 years after her time with a wicked tongue and a cunning to match her own.
[Excerpt]
neat things going on in the draft
Oh, Hell. Richard III is here and he’s a demon. And you can bet I’ll be digging into what that means. Indeed, how can a demon take the form of a historical figure? And why on earth is he like that?
Polyamory. You didn’t think I’d just show Macbeth the door, did you?
Queering Shakespeare. It’s what he would have wanted. (Also I did not get my English degree not to gay up the place.)
Broken People Who Save Each Other. Lady Macbeth and Richard are uniquely positioned to help each other avert their ends.
Iambic Pentameter. I just like the way it rumbles, okay?
Pure Self-Indulgent Wish Fulfillment. I’m literally doing this because the thought makes me cackle with glee.
content warnings
M/18+, most likely. Violence, gore, self harm (typically for the purposes of dark sorcery), ableism (which will immediately receive a knife in the hand), some sexual content.
tags
wip: sugar oer the devil
oc: gruach
oc: Richard sotd
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Since all my OCs come from different corners of the Spiral and are of varying mythological beings, I decided to compile a list of both their origins and occupations!
(Sidenote: some details about certain worlds! Those in purple belong or were reimagined by me, those in green are just canon worlds renamed by me, and those in red belong to @prince-of-khrysalis and @brewbellwizardry!)
Caelum: Eva (Filipina-Palestinian-Calé/angel; astralmancy/Eden caretaker)
Lemuria:
Kalpana (Nepali/cthulhi; spatiomancy/avatar)
David (Jewish American/lich; chronomancy/conman)
Milagro (Dominican/sylph; thaumaturgy/hoop aerialist)
Heroica:
Vontae (Black American; physical, hero trainee)
Iina (Navajo; mental, fashion major)
Airam (Nicaraguan-American; almighty, freelance hacker)
Binna (Korean-American/A.I.; reality/idol)
Melanie (White American/virus; reality/villain sidekick)
Kamiyah (Black-Ecuadorian; disempowered, street racer)
Empyrea:
Eranuhi (Armenian Lom/pixie; solarmancy/Miracle Mitch's assistant)
İnayət (Azerbaijani/pig; divination/keytarist)
Shushana (Georgian Jewish/alphoi; lunarmancy/singer)
Grizzleheim:
K'ila (Greenlandic Inuit/snow angel; thaumaturgy/martyr)
Greko (Finnish/näkki; privateer/Ironclaws leader)
Cedine (Afro Norwegian; musketeer, Wolf ranger)
Othi (Swedish Romani; swashbuckler, Splithoofs fighter)
Sarai (Danish Jewish; buccaneer, wanderer)
Darkmoor:
Sevastjan (Estonian/werewolf; solarmancy/W.C. Forces guardsman)
Vidas (Lithuanian, vampire bat; thief)
Līga (Latvian/gargoyle; chronomancy/bounty hunter)
Greeta (Estonian; necromancy, Rickoyoto student)
Polaris:
Prokhor (Russian; divination, Ravenwood student)
Hadria (French Algerian, arctic hare; La Révolution lieutenant)
Théane (Monégasque/matagot; conjuration/bartender)
Hilol (Uzbek, courtesan)
Nima (Buryat, half-polar bear; cigarette boy)
Gamassa:
Priscila (Cuban/avialtri; umbramancy/researcher)
Jacinto (Afro Venezuelan/changeling; conjuration/Arcana student)
Roshan (Iranian, half-bunny; ex maiden-in-training)
Yuuto (Japanese/cambion; mysticism/hitman)
Karamelle:
Goldie (Austrian Jewish; conjuration, Ravenwood student)
Elise (Papuan/gnome; theurgy/figure skater)
Aulia (Indonesian, half-raccoon; housespouse)
Rayner (German Turk/elf; lunarmancy/doctor)
Avalon:
Vaino (Welsh Romani; pyromancy, Ravenwood student)
Carmel (Welsh Jewish; necromancy, alchemist)
Meriful (Scottish Romani/anthusiai; necromancy/druid)
Darina (Afro Irish, half-deer; budding writer)
Marleybone:
Sestiva (Irish; necromancy, Ravenwood student)
Zakhi (Afro Scottish; buccaneer, Shatterhands tank)
Trainet (Scottish Romani, mouse; Quarrel Mob moll)
Wysteria:
Bisera (Bulgarian Turk; thaumaturgy, assitant librarian)
Peritz (Jewish Canadian; theurgy, Pigswick student)
Monquista:
Zãne (Basque/aidegatxo; divination/smuggler)
Yeniel (Afro Spanish/anjana; theurgy/healer)
Jamilla (Portuguese Jewish/anjana; mysticism/astrologist)
Cosme (Spanish; stellarmancy, aristocrat)
Wizard City:
Tiena (English Romani; lunarmancy/handyman)
Alura (Black Canadian; conjuration/W.C. Forces artificer)
Epimetej (Bosnian/half-draconian; pyromancy/Ravenwood student)
Coloratura:
Ithal (Irish Romani; sorcery, W.C. Forces knight)
Cherie (Haitian/elf; spatiomancy/concubine)
Zulekha (Lebanese/ghost; chronomancy/ex-concubine)
Kinna (Welsh; pyromancy, head priestess)
Dragonspyre:
Ivan (Serbian; necromancy, Dragonhorn Order knight)
Uana (Romanian; divination, Storm Department major)
Yakov (Bulgarian Jewish; thaumaturgy, Chivalric Forces trainee)
Mateja (Slovenian; pyromancy, Dragonhorn Order knight)
Qendräk (Albanian Ashkali; conjuration, Myth Department major)
Eldra (Croatian Romani; theurgy, Life Department major)
Andrej (Macedonian; sorcery, Balance Department major)
Vitalia:
Ariele (Italian Jewish‐Tunisian/half-guinea pig; dualism/Shatterhands bag-boy)
Lereia (Italian Jewish-Tunisian, porcelain doll; hitch-hiker)
Luretta (Sicilian Moroccan, half-unicorn; Resistance spy)
Valente (Genovese, unicorn; Armada soldier)
Aquila:
Titania (Greek; privateer, Shatterhands 2nd-in-command)
Zinon (Greek/elf; mysticism/wanderer)
Spisene (Greek Romani; divination, Arcadia student)
Taysa (Afro Greek/asteriai; stellarmancy/Arcadia student)
Mirage:
Yousef (Saudi/vampire; thaumaturgy/House of Tabbi captain)
Wafae (Afro-Omani/avialtri; spatiomancy/wanderer)
Ku-aya (Iraqi/udug; umbramancy/Silenus' ward)
Krokotopia:
Meresamun (Nubian; chronomancy, Temple of Balance priestess)
Kreianos (Nubian/half-krok; pyromancy/Medjai commander)
Fibruniyah (Copt/undine; divination/ferrywoman)
Wagguten (Berber; sorcery, Temple of Balance trainee)
Zafaria:
Resego (Tswanan; necromancy, Arcanum researcher)
Umklomelo (Zulu/tikoloshe; necromancy/blacksmith)
Mooshu:
Dechen (Tibetan; theurgy, Ravenwood student)
Choua (Hmong; mysticism, Shatterhands witch)
Nengmei (Chinese/huli jing; pyromancy/bride-to-be)
Zayaa (Mongolian/frog; thaumaturgy/Shangri Baa apprentice)
Rajah:
Fulki (Santhal/guhyaka; conjuration/princess)
Zeenat (Pakistani/genie; miraclism/Fulki's contractor)
Yago:
Luntian (Bisayan/kataw; lunarmancy/babylan)
Liwliwa (Iloco/diwata; stellarmancy/loner)
Wallaru: Jiemba (Wiradjuri/mimih; solarmancy/Didgeri dragon caretaker)
Celestia:
Aroha (Maori/ice construct; thaumaturgy/Ravenwood student)
Fielea (Tongan/swan maiden; astralmancy/Eight Legs agent)
Mikaere (Maori/lunari; spatiomancy/bodyguard)
Skull Island:
Julien (White Caribbean; swashbuckler, Shatterhands captain)
Haydée (Puerto Rican/elf; sorcery/Gravulum Order researcher)
Aviarios:
Daniel (Jewish American; underground fighter)
Lázaro (Cuban-American/cagueiro; lunarmancy/private eye)
Audélia (Jewish American, half-canary; tabloid reporter)
Tiara (Japanese-Chumash, ladybug; aspiring starlet)
Cool Ranch:
Otaktay (Lakota; musketeer, Shatterhands sniper)
Jewel (Black American, half ball-tailed cat; magician)
Basilio (Mexican, coyote; sheriff)
Heyra (Mexican/duende; solarmancy/amateur monstrologist)
Coatlán:
Tlacelel (Nahua/nagual; chronomancy/bounty hunter)
Nayeli (Zapotec/cactus dryad; sorcery/photomancer)
Melodioso:
Odalis (Panamanian/myrmeki; theurgy/bride)
Yasmin (Brazilian/boiúna; sorcery/mercenary)
Painé (Chilean/carbunclo; astralmancy/bard)
El Dorado:
Raymundo (Colombian/solari; solarmancy/prince)
Yadira (Colombian/stellari; stellarmancy/princess)
Khrysalis:
Nona (Assyrian/pyros; stellarmancy/shadow hunter)
Isidora (Guatemalan/squirrel; conjuration/war messenger)
Shay (Irish Jewish/sea slug; pyromancy/code breaker)
InvictaMane: Kem (English Romani/incubus; theurgist/court jester)
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thinking ab middle aged romance with nanami.
one where his years of sorcery have come and gone and with it, has it left teeth that’ve sunk themselves into his memory.
his blonde hair has mixed with sparse greys and his skin has adhered to his burn scar. he has deep smile lines that rival his faint wrinkles, and a soft stomach that slightly spills over his leather belts.
on thursdays, he frequents yokohama’s farmers market to stock up kitchen staples—rice, tea leaves, sake—and the day nanami meets you, is the day you both reach for the last cellophane-wrapped melonpan.
the two of you flinched away at the same time, pulling your hands away from the spark of contact and towards your chests in an unspoken show of respect.
“you can have it,” you blurted out, “i have dorayaki.”
you vaguely gestured towards your tote bag and kento chuckled, the sound charming you to your core, allaying your caution. he wears an eyepatch, but his other eye is soft and wrinkled with creases, playing testament to a life he used to lead. he’s large, you mused—decidedly so—and looked a little silly as he clutched a bag of ube pillows against his broad chest.
it almost gave you a stint of whiplash, seeing a man of his stature kindly looking down at you, swathed in a knitted sweater with spun-thread hair and a pacifying smile.
“it’s all yours,” nanami replied, gently pushing the melonpan into your hands, “i’ve been learning to bake them myself, anyway.”
he hasn’t.
“no, seriously,” you urged, “i have enough at home.”
you don’t.
“it’s the least i could do for almost bumping into you,” nanami said, voice tilted in amusement.
the stall keeper watched you go back and forth—underpaid, listless, and a little annoyed—before pulling out a spare melonpan, shoving it into nanami’s hand, and shepherding him out of the line.
the two of you blinked owlishly before breaking into a peal of giggles, shoulders shaking with mirth, and somehow, nanami got roped into spending the rest of the afternoon alongside you.
that served as the catalyst for your relationship.
from then on, you’d regularly meet up and go for pastries or korean barbeque, conversation flowing fluently between you and stretching into the night. you find a comfort in one another you haven’t had in a while—so you bare yourselves to the other, flesh and bones and cartilage and all—you learn of the skeletons in nanami’s closet, and he learns of the cadavers in yours.
you giggle like a schoolgirl when he starts picking you up from work, leaned against his motorcycle. although lacking undue emphasis, it’s a shiny piece of metal, something nanami indulged in after settling down in yokohama.
your pulse thumps in a rapid succession of beats each time you loop your arms around his waist, wheeling through the city, riding into tokyo.
(nanami always makes a conscious effort of avoiding shibuya, you’ve noticed, his shoulders tensing up and his breath hitching each time he drives past it. you’ve never asked him about it, and you don’t think you want to. not now.)
he quickly becomes the first thing on your mind when you wake up; the last thing you remember before slipping into the limbo of sleep. you soon bury your way under nanami’s skin, making a home for yourself in his heart.
flushed cheeks turn into passionate nights; sheepish glances become witty banter; shy smiles ripen into the steadfast sentiment that no longer will kento return to the shell of his home with nothing but his scottish fold cat, momo, and an empty bed... but instead, you too.
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Magic, Madness, Heaven, Sin [CH1]
A simple arrangement. Or is it? (Or, Sebastian and Sloane enter into a friends-with-benefits relationship, and all hell breaks loose.)
warnings: explicit sexual content, incredibly self-indulgent fic writing
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1: NICE TO MEET YOU
"Fancy meeting you here."
Sebastian Sallow.
Sloane glances down the aisle of library books to see him leaning against one of the tall shelves, smirking like it's the only expression he knows. In the seven years she has known Sebastian they have been, at best, casual acquaintances, and at worst, complete strangers. There is no animosity or bad blood, it is simply due to the fact they operate in different social circles. She is a Hufflepuff, and he is...well, a Slytherin. Not that members of the two houses cannot form friendships, but they have so little in common that it is a rare thing indeed.
It does not help matters that Sebastian's playboy reputation precedes him. He has always been known as a charmer, graduating to heartbreaker in fifth year. By the end of sixth year, the gossip circles labeled him a Lothario. Strangely, most ladies who fall victim to his sorcery do not always have negative things to say about the man. Sloane has tried not to pay too much attention to the rumor mill and what her girlfriends have to say about their sexual escapades, but sometimes it is unavoidable. Suffice it to say, she knows more than she ought to about Sebastian Sallow.
Sloane hates to think she's somehow ended up in his sights. Instead of feeling flattered, she wonders why he thinks she is an acceptable target. And then she feels guilty for jumping to conclusions. Perhaps he is not as bad as he seems. She turns her head to acknowledge his presence and flashes a polite smile.
"Hello, Sebastian," she greets, realizing she does not mind the challenge. "Do you say that to every girl you find alone in an isolated part of the castle?"
Sebastian's expression hardly changes. He pushes off the bookshelf and saunters over to where she is browsing for nothing in particular. But he doesn't need to know that. To Sloane's surprise, he keeps his distance, standing behind her as he reviews the books she is standing in front of.
"In need of some light reading?" he asks, leaning forward to pull a tome from the high shelf. "Perhaps you might be interested in this."
Sloane mumbles her thanks as he places it in her hands and she reviews the title: Leabhar nan Dàn. She thumbs through the old pages and raises her eyebrow when she realizes the text is in a different language, one she isn't familiar with.
"What is this?"
"Leabhar nan Dàn," Sebastian says, tapping the front cover as he pronounces it flawlessly. "It's a Scottish book of poems," he looks at her quizzically. "You don't know Scots?"
"Siobhan Sloane," she smirks. "Irish heritage."
"Ah," he replies, maintaining his amusement about the situation. "Perhaps I can teach you."
"No, thank you."
"Damn. Saw right through me," he softly laughs, shaking his head. He does not back down so easily. "You do know that I'm quite knowledgeable in other subjects, don't you?" he questions with a suggestive glint in his eyes. "I'm always up for a little extra credit."
She understands his euphemisms as clear as day and rolls her eyes, moving past him to place the book back on the shelf. "Flirt."
Sebastian chuckles at her response, leaning against the bookshelf next to her, invading her personal space. "Guilty," he says, watching her movements carefully. "But I can't help it if you bring out the charm in me."
"You flirt with everyone."
Sloane can see him staring out the corner of her eye as she presses up on her toes to tuck the book away. When she feels her blouse pulling out from her skirt, she lowers herself back to the ground to quickly right her clothes. Sebastian's eyes dart to where her hands are, making her feel like she is wearing far less.
"Not everyone. Just the special ones," he clarifies with a devilish grin. "But I have to admit, you are quite special to me."
He moves towards her, placing his hand on the small of her back. Sloane immediately shivers at the sudden contact and his close proximity, glancing at him over her shoulder. Sebastian notices her reaction to his touch and steps closer, pressing his fingers more firmly against her back, feeling at the notches of her spine through her blouse.
"Am I making you nervous, Sloane?" he asks softly, his hot breath tickling her ear. "Or...is it something else?" he adds, voice low and suggestive.
She flutters her eyes shut as he crowds her against the bookshelf, releasing a shaky breath as he leans in, lips dangerously close to her neck. Sloane wonders just how she ended up so easily ensnared by Sebastian, replaying the last few moments in her mind. She should have run the moment their eyes met. A voice in the back of her head reminds her that she still can. Sebastian may be a casanova, but he is not a brute. If she asks him to stop, he will. This much she knows. But she doesn't ask him to stop. No, she finds herself drawn further into the temptation he is masterfully offering.
"You're teasing me," she whispers.
"Oh, am I?" She can hear his grin. His lips make contact with her neck, and he trails wet, open-mouthed kisses up and down to the collar of her shirt. His hands move to hold her waistline, keeping her between his body and the bookshelf. "Well, maybe a little teasing never hurt anyone."
Sloane lets out a tiny gasp as his lips trace the curve of her neck and she shudders when he tightens his grip, pushing her hips against the shelf as he presses his body against her back.
"Sebastian..." His name falls from her lips and she knows immediately it will be her undoing.
His lips leave a trail of warm kisses up her jawline, one hand snaking up to turn her chin so he can meet her gaze, his own eyes smoldering with a burning need. "Sloane..." he murmurs, his voice low and husky. "Do you want this?" His hand falls back to her hip before smoothing down over her skirt to cup her bottom.
"Because I do," he says, grinding his hips up against her arse to create a slow, rhythmic friction.
It is naive to think his attention will last but Sloane decides that it is nice to be desired, as fleeting as the emotion may be. Who is she but another notch on his belt? Perhaps two can play this game. She bites down on her bottom lip to stop it from trembling as she nods, letting out a whimper as he rocks against her. He lowers his head into the curve of her shoulder once more, tracing his tongue up to the shell of her ear.
"Good," he whispers against her skin. His hands roam across her body, teasing her over her clothes before he grasps her hips firmly, pushing against her again, this time with more force. He presses his lips to her ear. "Do you feel that, sweetheart?" he asks, needy. "Do you feel how much I want you?"
Sloane's breath hitches as she feels the pressure and hardness of his arousal against the curve of her bottom through their clothes. His fingers dig harder against her hips, a few sliding under the band of her skirt as he continues nibbling at her neck. She braces herself against the bookshelf as her heart races.
Sebastian grinds against her, his movements growing more urgent with each passing moment. He whispers against her skin again, "I want you, Sloane. Right here, right now."
Before she can respond, he leans down to tug the hem of her skirt up, bunching it around her waist and exposing her undergarments. His fingers dance across the delicate fabric of her garters, letting out a breathy chuckle at the sound she makes when he snaps one against her skin. He smooths his hand up the back of her thigh before groping her, sliding her bloomers to the side to feel the flesh of her arse.
A small voice reminds her that while they are in a private alcove of the library, anyone could still stumble upon them. "Right here?"
"Yes, right here," he pants, pulling her earlobe into his mouth.
Without further hesitation, he positions her in order to gain better access to her body. He slides his fingers past the hem of her underwear until he can feel the heat and wetness of her core. Sloane grips the shelf in front of her, feeling her whole body blush, bashful over how wet she is. She had not expected this when she came to the library that evening. But was it really that surprising that Sebastian was able to make a move on her so effectively? The way he tells her how much he wants her puts her mind into a haze. She bites down on her bottom lip to stifle her noises of pleasure, arching her hips back to meet his touch.
"Merlin, you feel so good," Sebastian groans as her body responds to him with such unbridled desire, his fingers sliding through the slick collected between her feminine folds. "I could make you come right here, couldn't I?"
He continues to tease her relentlessly, digits exploring every inch of her heat while his other hand holds her steady against him as he rolls his hips forward. The heat of their passion hangs heavy in the air as he works her, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. A moan escapes from her throat and she shuts her eyes tight in embarrassment.
She rocks her hips back against his hand as he curls two of his fingers, thrusting them inside of her before pulling back to circle the sensitive bundle of nerves at her apex. Sloane's body tenses and she can no longer control the sounds that tumble from her lips as she inches toward release.
"That's it, sweetheart. Come for me," he murmurs, resting his head against hers. "Let go, and just feel it."
He does not stop pleasing her, increasing the pressure and pace until she can no longer hold back. Sloane comes undone in his arms with a trembling whimper, her body shaking with the force of her release. Sebastian holds her close, keeping her upright as her knees threaten to give out from under her. He whispers unintelligible sweet-nothings against her ear, smiling as he kisses her temple.
"You're so beautiful," he sighs, his body still pressed against hers in the intimacy of the moment.
Sloane takes a few moments to catch her ragged breath, panting against the bookshelf as she struggles to hold herself up on shaky legs. Sebastian does not hide the fact he is still aroused; his erection is more obvious without her skirt in the way. She allows the lust-filled haze in her mind to guide her next actions, whipping around in his embrace and cupping his somewhat startled face in her hands. Sloane kisses him urgently, snapping her hands down to the waistband of his trousers to unbuckle his belt and unclasp the buttons.
"Let me...take care of you," she mumbles against his lips. Sebastian melts into the kiss, his hands immediately moving to help her undo his belt and trousers, his arousal twitching impatiently behind the confines of his pants.
"Fuck, Sloane..." he curses, trailing his kisses from her lips down the line of her jaw and back again. As she finally frees his cock from his underwear, he groans, gripping her waistline hard as he thrusts up into her hand. "Yes, please. Take care of me."
Sloane practically falls to her knees in front of him, gazing up at him through her long lashes as she scoots herself closer along the plush library carpet. She grasps at the back of one of his half-clothed thighs while her other hand trails up to palm his length.
"Like this?"
Sebastian moans, his hips moving forward instinctively into her touch. He reaches down to cup her cheek with one hand, the other combing her wild hair from her face. His tongue pokes out to wet his lips before he speaks, dark brown eyes watching her intently. "Gods, yes."
His breath catches in his throat as she begins to stroke him faster and he flutters his eyes closed temporarily as a lopsided smile pulls at his lips. It vanishes the following second as her thumb brushes across his wet crown, causing him to let out a guttural groan.
Sloane studies his reactions, mesmerized by the absolute ecstasy etched into his roguish features. She's never done something like this before, but it has been described to her so many times now that she wonders how hard it could be. She kisses along his shaft, humming at the warmth that meets her lips. She moves up the length of him, tentatively licking at the tip and resting the flat of her tongue against the glistening head.
"Is this alright?" she whispers before repeating the movements.
Sebastian rolls his head back, jaw clenching as he bites back a moan. "Fuck—" he curses again, fingers tightening in her hair. "It's more than alright, sweetheart."
He tilts his chin down again to watch her lavish him, lips parted in not-so-silent wonder. Another string of curses falls from his lips as he thrusts forward, in search of more of her. Sloane takes notice of the way his hips continue to twitch forward and wraps her lips around him, slowly swirling her tongue around the head of his cock before gradually lowering herself down. She moves her hands so they are clutching the back of his thighs, caught in the fabric of his hanging trousers.
His eyes widen and shimmer with pleasure as she sinks further down, the hand on her cheek sliding to hold the back of her neck as he guides her forward. "You're so good at this," he sighs, brows furrowing as he fights back the overpowering sensations.
Sloane hums at his praise, repeating the reverberations as he tugs at her hair again, pressing his hips forward so that he brushes right up against the back of her throat. She glances back at him to find him fighting to keep his eyes open and taps the back of his leg to make him focus. Sebastian snaps his eyes back to hers and his body tenses as if he is coiled like a spring.
"I'm so close, Sloane," he gasps, keeping in time with her movements. "If you keep doing that, I'm going to come."
She moans and increases her pace, hollowing her cheeks to suck him in earnest as her head bobs up and down. Sebastian's hands move across her face and scalp as his breathing increases to a fever pitch, her name echoing around them as he loses control completely. With one last thrust forward and a deep moan, he comes completely undone in her mouth, his release washing over him in wave after wave of total pleasure.
Sloane tries not to gag on the taste of him, instinctually swallowing as much as she can before she breaks away to gasp for air. She holds onto his legs to keep herself steady as Sebastian leans forward to brace his weight against the bookshelf. His breathing is ragged as if he had just run across the Quidditch field and back. She gazes up at him, equally breathless.
Sebastian shivers as the last of his orgasm settles through his body. He looks down at her with a peculiar mix of desire and tenderness written all over his beautiful face.
"You're amazing," he mumbles, finally able to catch his breath. A smile pulls at his lips and his fingers comb through her wavy hair, his touch full of affection and appreciation. "That was...incredible."
After a moment of silence, he straightens up and offers her his hands to help her off the floor. They take a moment to fix their clothes and hair and Sloane glances at him with a little bashful smile. She cannot believe what has just occurred, right there in a quiet part of the library.
Sebastian stares at her expectantly with a mischievous glint in his eye. "Let's get out of here."
Sloane's smile stretches into a devious grin as she grasps his hand. "Lead the way."
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Witch types pt 1🔮
Angel Witch: A witch who works with Angels rather than or in addition to traditional deities
Animist Witch: A witch who believes there is life in all things and sees no distinction between human, plant, animal, or material objects. The animist witch sees the Universe as a living entity and all are connected by it.
Augury Witch: A witch who divines omens, signs, and symbols.
Axis Mundi Witch: A witch who studies the core idea that there is a central pillar that joins Earth to Heaven.
Celtic Witch: A witch who focuses on Celtic and Welsh deities, mythology, rituals, and earth magic.
Ceremonial Witch: A witch who practices high magick (ceremonial) such as Hermetic, Thelemic, and Enochian with a rigid and step-by-step method.
Chaos Witch: A witch who has a contemporary practice that incorporates many types of magic and is guided intuitively rather than with strict steps as seen in high magick.
Cosmic Witch: A witch who focuses on astrology and the placement of planets, stars, and moons when practicing their craft.
Eclectic Witch: A witch that incorporates many different traditions into their craft; slightly similar to the chaos witch, but they may follow strict guidelines if desired.
Egyptian Witch: A witch who follows a path similar to Wicca, but with a focus on the Egyptian deities.
Elemental Witch: A witch who works with the five esoteric elements: earth, air, fire, water, and spirit.
Faery Witch: A witch who works with the Fae rooted in Irish and Scottish culture.
Folk Witch: "Cunning Folk" ; hereditary witches who follow a path similar to British witchcraft and used their magic and skills for practical purposes which were passed down through generations; *not common*
Gardnerian Witch: A witch who practiced a secret, formal, and highly structured version of Wicca based on the works of Gerald Gardner, who is credited for the modern witchcraft movement.
Hearth Witch: A witch who focuses on magick in the home.
Hedge Witch: A solitary witch that holds both kitchen and green witch attributes, such as making healing potions and brews in the kitchen; think of the old women in the woods archetype.
Hellenic Witch: A pagan witch who worships the ancient Greek pantheon of gods and goddesses.
Hereditary Witch: Unique to each family, a hereditary witch learns from their ancestral line.
Kitchen Witch: A witch who focuses on magick at home, especially the kitchen.
Left-handed Witch: A witch who often breaks taboos.
Luciferian Witch: A witch who believes Lucifer as the "bringer of light" and reveres the angel for enlightenment, independence, questioning authority, and progressive ideals.
Lunar Witch: A witch that heavily uses the cycles of the moon to do nearly all her magical work.
Music Witch: A witch who uses music as the medium of her magic.
Neo-Pagan Witch: An umbrella term for witches who practice newer forms of the craft such as Wicca, Gardernianism, and all new earth-based customs.
Norse Witch: A witch who centers their craft around Norse tradition of ancient sorcery and deities such as Odin and Freya.
Right-handed Witch: A witch that practices magic that is guided by social norms.
Satanic Witch: A witch that lives by the seven Satanic tenets and is strongly against the constructs of a dictatorial society; has nothing to do with worshiping the Christian's idea of Lucifer. Devil-worshiping does exist elsewhere under the broad realm of witchcraft, neither is exclusive to one another.
Scandinavian Witch: A witch who practices and studies Danish Folklore and some Norse traditions.
Secular Witch: A witch who practices magick without worshiping any deities, or their deities and witchcraft are kept separate.
Shamanic Witch: A witch who uses an altered state of consciousness to deliver their magic.
Sigil Witch: Also known as Word Witch, these practitioners use sigils and words weaved into their magic
Solitary Witch: A witch who practices alone rather than in a coven.
Tech Witch: A witch who does most of her work digitally or with some form of technology; this will become more prevalent over time in modern witchcraft.
Thelema Witch: A witch who uses the occult philosophy founded by Aleister Crowley, which centers around ceremonial magic and Egyptian rituals.
Wiccan Witch: A witch who practices the modern pagan religion of Wicca introduced by Gerald Gardner. ***Note: Wicca is a religion; witchcraft is not a religion, although can be involved in religious beliefs and should thus be legally protected equally.
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VAMPIRE TRUTHS AND MYTHS
A group of vampires has variously been call a clutch, brood, coven, pack or clan. (a clan if their Scottish!)
The Muppet vampire, Count von Count from Sesame Street, is based on actual vampire myth. One way to supposedly deter a vampire is to throw seeds ( usually mustard) outside a door or place fishing net outside a window. Vampires are compelled to count the seeds on the holes in the net, delaying them until the sun comes up.
A rare disease called porphyria vampire like symptoms, such as an extreme sensitivity to sunlight and sometimes hairiness. In extreme cases, teeth might be stained reddish brown, and eventually the patient may go mad.
One of the most famous “true vampires” was Countess Elizabeth Bathory (1560-1614) who was accused of biting the flesh of girls while torturing them and bathing in their blood to retain her youthful beauty. She was by all accounts a very attractive woman.
Vampire legends may have been based on Vlad of Walachia, also known as Vlad the Impaler (1431-1476). He had a habit of nailing hats to people’s heads, skinning them alive, and impaling them on upright stakes. He also liked to dip bread into the blood of his enemies and eat it. His name, Vlad, means son of the dragon or Dracula, who has been identified as the historical Dracula. Though Vlad the Impaler was murdered in 1476, his tomb is reported empty.
One of the earliest accounts of vampires is found in an ancient Sumerian and Babylonian myth dating to 4.000 B.C. which describes ekimmu or edimmu (one who is snatched away). The ekimmu is a type of uruku or utukku (a spirit or demon) who was not buried properly and has returned as a vengeful spirit to suck the life out of the living.
Prehistoric stone monuments called “dolmens” have been found over the graves of the dead in northwest Europe. Anthropologists speculate they have been placed over graves to keep vampires from rising.
Chinese vampires were call a ch’iang shih (corpse-hopper) and had red eyes and crooked claws. They were said to have a strong sexual drive that led them to attack women. As they grew stronger, the ch’iang shih gained the ability to fly, grew long white hair, and could also change into a wolf.
In 2009, a sixteenth-century female skull with a rock wedged in its mouth was found near the remains of plague victims. It was not unusual during that century to shove a rock or brick in the mouth of a suspected vampire to prevent it from feeding on the bodies of other plague victims or attacking the living. Female vampires were also often blamed for spreading the bubonic plague throughout Europe.
According to several legends. If someone was bitten by a suspected vampire, he or she should drink the ashes of a burned vampire. To prevent an attack, a person should make bread with the blood of vampire and eat it.
The legend that vampires must sleep in coffins probably arose from reports of gravediggers and morticians who described corpses suddenly sitting up in their graves or coffins. This eerie phenomenon could be caused by the decomposing process.
According to some legends, a vampire may engage in sex with his former wife, which often led to pregnancy. In fact, this belief may have provided a convenient explanation as to why a widow, who was supposed to be celibate, became pregnant. The resulting child was called a gloglave in Bulgarian or vampirdzii in Turkish. Rather than being ostracized, the child was considered a hero who had powers to slay a vampire.
Folklore vampires can become vampires not only through a bite, but also if they were once a werewolf, practiced sorcery, were excommunicated, committed suicide, were an illegitimate child of parents who were illegitimate, or were still born or died before baptism, in addition, anyone who has eaten the flesh of a sheep killed by a wolf, was a seventh son, was the child of a pregnant woman who was looked upon by a vampire, was a nun who stepped over an unburied body, had teeth when they were born, or had a cat jump on their corpse before being buried could also turn into vampires.
Mermaids can also be vampires–but instead of sucking blood, they suck out the breath of their victims.
In some vampire folktales, vampires can marry and move to another city where they take up jobs suitable for vampires, such as butchers, barbers, and tailors. That they become butchers may be based on the analogy that butchers are descendants of the sacrificer.
#VAMPIRE TRUTHS AND MYTHS#vampires#ghost and hauntings#paranormal#ghost and spirits#haunted salem#myhauntedsalem
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Media Mayhem - IP IP Hooray Examples
Hey, folks! Here are some lovely examples for this week from our Judges and Mods!
@teaxch kicks it old school with a card from the Scottish Play (spoilers for Shakespeare. Sorry, but if you haven’t read it by now, that’s on you). The flavor text pretty much sums up the action that’s happening here, and it’s a unique flavorful take on land animation- this isn’t literally animating the land through magic, it’s simply soldiers disguised as land, which is such a fun way to do it. Mechanically, this scales well since you have to pay ~half your lands to animate the other half, but the hexproof is certainly nice protection.
@mistershinyobject brings us an enchantment from the Outer Wilds, a very cool puzzle/exploration game that you should definitely go check out. I haven’t finished it myself, but the time loop is a pretty basic premise of the game, and this is a super interesting take on a time loop. You might expect blue for something like this, but the idea of “flicker one creature until you don’t want to, then explode the board” is very white, and offers a lot of really interesting gameplay scenarios. It’s like a nuclear deterrent when you have this on board, which is always a lot of fun.
@abelzumi gives us Wind God’s Aria, from The Legend of Zelda: Wind Waker- which he has never played. However, that goes to show that you don’t need a hyper-specific reference to be successful this week. Abelzumi’s card is primarily just a good card, with the flavor nod coming in second to support the whole card and make it feel solid. I’m not expecting anyone to create a card from an IP they don’t know- after all, this is your chance to write a love letter to your favorite things in the form of a Magic card- but make sure that “is the card good and fun?” is the first question you ask, and flesh out the flavor afterwards.
One other thing to note! Enchantments are probably the easy way to go this week, but consider the value of a well-developed instant or sorcery that represents a big story beat or a momentary ability! Not to say that you shouldn’t design what you want to design, but... well, exercise your options!
‘Till next time,
~judge @naban-dean-of-irritation
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On 27th March 1625, King James VI died.
James Charles Stuart has many facts, myths and urban legends surrounding him, this is just one of them.
Rumours have abounded for centuries that James was a homosexual, I'm not saying he wasn't but at very least you might call him bisexual, he did after all father seven children to his wife, only three of whom survived. Known for writing poetry, there is little doubt he loved his wife, Anne, and wrote many poems and love letters to her throughout their marriage. Most of the rumors of James’ sexual orientation came from Sir Anthony Weldon, who was a bitter enemy of the king, whose writings were published long after James was dead.
One of the most amusing quotes from King James regarding marriage and women was when, at the Hampton Court Conference, the Puritan leaders complained of a line in English wedding vows where the groom says to bride “with my body, I thee worship.” James’ response was “If you had a good wife yourself, you would think all worship and honour you could do her, were well bestowed upon her.”
James supposed lover was George Villiers was a courtier who became a favourite of King James I. The King became infatuated with him and made him Viscount in 1616, Earl in 1617, Marquis in 1618 and Duke of Buckingham in 1623. Outmanoeuvring his rivals the Howards, Villiers was appointed Lord High Admiral in 1619. He manipulated the lovestruck King James to gain unprecedented control over royal patronage, rewarding himself and his family generously. He married his relations into the most important families in England. His own marriage was to Lady Catherine Manners, only daughter of the wealthy Earl of Rutland. Was their friendship more than platonic? To coin a Scottish phrase, "
Mibbes aye mibbes naw."
James had a deep and terrible fear of witchcraft and personally oversaw many witch trials while ruling in Scotland. He saw witchcraft as a branch of theology and even wrote a famous treatise titled Daemonologie, in which he dealt with sorcery, magic, and even vampires and werewolves!
James had a relatively peaceful reign, except for the infamous Gunpowder Plot, and kept taxes low. He was known as both the British Solomon and was called “the wisest fool in Christendom” by the King of France. James was both a brute and a gentleman, a sloth and a scholar, a boor and a poet, paranoid and cunning.
Perhaps we should look at his mother's French Emissary Monsieur de Fontenay who had the following to say regarding the young James’ character and traits:
“I have been well received by the king, who has treated me better in reality than in appearance. He give me much credit, but does not show me much kindness. Since the day of my arrival he has ordered me to live in his house along with the earls and lords, and that I shall have access to him in his cabinet just as the others have… .
To tell you truly what I think of him – I consider him the first prince in the world for his age. … . He apprehends and conceives quickly, he judges ripely and with reason, and he retains much and for a long time. In questioning he is quick and piercing, and solid in his answers. … He is learned in many languages, sciences, and affairs of state. more so than probably anyone in his realm. In a word he has a miraculous wit, and moreover is full of noble glory and a good opinion of himself.
Having been brought up in the midst of constant fears, he is timid and will not venture to contradict the great lords; yet he wishes to be thought brave.
He hates dancing and music in general and especially all the mincing affectations of the court … .
From want of proper instruction his manners are boorish and very rough, as well in his way of speaking, eating. dress, amusements and conversation, even in the company of women.
He is never at rest in one place but takes a singular pleasure in walking; but his gait is very ungainly and his step is wandering and unsteady, even in a room. His voice is thick and very deep as he speaks. … He is weak of body … But to sum up, he is an old young man. …
He misunderstands the real extent of his poverty and weakness; he boasts too much of himself and he despises other princes. In the second place, he disregards the wishes of his subjects; and lastly, he is too idle and careless in business and too much addicted to his own pleasures, chiefly hunting. … He told me that he really gave greater attention to business than he seemed to do for he could get through more work in one hour than others could in a day. …"
James ruled Scotland as James VI from 24th July 1567 and, as you might recall from my post a few days ago, ruled in England, Wales and Ireland as James 1st from 24th March, 1603. He died 27th March, 1625 at Theobalds House, and his remains lie in the Henry VII Lady Chapel in Westminster Abbey.
The third pic shows James's body next to Henry VII and his queen in the vault
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