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thepenultimateword · 1 year

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Hello! I would like to request something!

Supervillain/villain x thief. Just something I've been enjoying lately. Nothing specific i would like you to write with it though, feel free to write whatever you want (if you want to write it ofc, don't feel forced to write anything if you don't want to!)

Have a nice day!

CW: blood, a couple dead animals (not explicitly described)

Most people didn't come this far up the mountain. They had the good sense to heed the laws and leave the restricted area at the top alone. And if they didn't care for laws, like the thief didn't, they at least had the preservation skills to avoid the city's most legendary monster.

Yes, the thief was probably being stupid, but they'd been doing stupid things for so long, their preservation instincts had been filed down smooth and harmless. Not great at avoiding trouble and not great at getting out of it either, a double whammy for someone in their line of work. But even if they never knew when to stop or when to run, at least they were pretty good at getting a job done.

The thick wall of thorns and brambles appeared out of the mist in front of them. That meant the prison was just on the other side.

They unshouldered one strap of their pack, flipped it around, and relooped it so the bag lay against their chest. Then they dropped to their belly and began wriggling through the well-worn gap beneath the underbrush. Their pack scraped the earth, staining the orange canvas a ashen brown and slowing them to a crawl, but at least they avoided getting tangled in the branches overhead. The old scars littering their arms spoke of days when the path had not been so deep, flat earth instead of a deep furrow, but today, the blood-thirsty prickles did not even steal a drop.

When they scrambled out the other side the bars were right there, thick, cold iron built straight into the mountainside.

The thief knelt on the ground and peered squinting into the thick darkness. "Hello?" Without waiting for an answer, they dropped their pack to the earth with a poof of barren dust and began unpacking the contents into a small pile in front of them. "Anyone awake in there?"

Long, pale fingers slowly emerged from the shadows and wrapped around the cruel iron. Moments later, a matching long, pale face joined them.

"Hello, little raven. Miss me so soon?”

The supervillain’s eyes sunk dark and sharp in their sockets, like a couple pieces of whetted obsidian, only made darker from thick shadows gathered beneath. It had only been a couple weeks since their last visit, but the thief couldn’t tear their eyes away from the drastic change in weight and energy.

“Are you sick?” Somehow the thief’s fingers had found their way to the supervillain’s, and now they rested gently overtop their knuckles on the bars. There was that reckless stupidity again. They shouldn’t touch a person who could suck the soul from any living thing on contact, but…they did have that power suppressor firmly locked around their throat, and the supervillain’a skin was so cold it might as well be ice itself… It should be fine.

“Just a little under the weather,” the Supervillain said, allowing the thief’s hands to warm them. “It will pass.”

“Can’t you tell someone?”

The supervillain chucked emptily. “Who? There are no guards. No caretakers. No cooks. I am alone here.”

“But…the heroes can’t just abandon their prisoners.”

Supervillain shrugged, slumping against their bars a little. “They built me a pit, threw me in, and never looked back.”

“How do you live?”

All this time they had assumed that the villain was being taken care of. Maybe not living a life of luxury,—this was a prison—but at least with a couple square meals a day and pair of steady eyes on them in case anything happened. That was always how the media made it sound when they mentioned the supervillain’s confinement. A state of the art, highly guarded penitentiary, that would keep supervillain out of trouble for the rest of their life.

The thief cringed inwardly. They could have been bringing more useful things. Meals, medicine, water.

“The things you bring are more than enough, little raven,” Supervillain said as if reading their mind. “I have a surplus of souls to sustain me. I won’t require physical food to keep my alive for at least a decade.”

And yet they were sick.

“I can go back down and find better things.”

The supervillain shook their head, hands rotating flat so that they no longer gripped the iron and only the thief's slender hands. “I already told you I’m fine. Show me what you brought.”

The thief hesitated but nodded, plucking up a jewel-encrusted hairpin from the pile. "I have this pure gold pin embedded with emeralds, then I got this--"

"Not like that. Tell it like a story." The supervillain settled down on their side, head rested on one outstretched arm while their eyes continued to watch the thief's movements. The thief could almost imagine they weren't sitting on two opposite sides of a prison wall, one of them practically immortal and the reaper of hundreds of human souls. Maybe they could just be two people, sort of fond of each other, out camping and telling tales.

"Alright," the thief said. "So there I was, standing in the middle of the auction house with 2 hours of sleep and a secondhand outfit covered in sequins, looking good, feeling cute. That is until Miss 'Catherine Troughy' comes up and starts having an absolute fit that my clothes are too distracting, and that they clash with her dress and its tacky silver rhinestones. I'm just trying to get into the back and do my thing, but she just won't let it alone. Soon security is coming over, the host is coming over, and my invitation is being scrutinized--seriously, under a magnifying glass, and..."

They trailed a little as the supervillain's mouth tugged into a small smile, but before the pause could grow large enough to become noticeable, they leaped back into descriptions of their invitation, the tension of waiting if it would be revealed a fake, the relief at it being passed, the way they avoided this annoying woman the entire night and eventually shoved her off the stage when she caught them stealing the pin, an ancient artifact from a past king.

They reached past the bars and tucked it into the supervillain's long, untidy hair before launching into a new story about the mayor's unlocked backdoor and now missing feather pillow—it should be much more comfortable than whatever the supervillain was using now.

Not all of the stories were very exciting, but the supervillain shared just as much interest in big heists as they did in shoplifting. They asked for details about mundane things like train rides and weather and didn't seem to mind whether something ended smoothly or in chaos.

The thief liked sharing these experiences fully with someone else, almost as if they had a friend along with them the whole time, but they liked sharing the spoils even more: a diamond ring, a silk shawl, a new pair of clothes, a box of fancy, velvet cream chocolates, a tin of mints, a crochet hook and a ball of yarn, and a romance novel that supervillain allowed them to read out loud. However, by the end of chapter one, the supervillain's eyes were drooped closed, and their shoulders trembled with chills.

"I'm going to make you some soup," the thief said determinedly, clambering to their feet and brusquely wiping the knees of their pants. "I'll be back in a couple hours."

The supervillain's eyes flickered open. "You know if you really want to help. I know the ingredients for a revitalizing potion, perhaps you could gather the ingredients and brew it for me?"

"But...I don't have powers."

"Don't need them." The supervillain's eyes drooped back down, but they continued talking. "A potion makes its own magic based on its recipe. The right blend makes the right result. But if you're uncomfortable, soup would be just as well."

The thief didn't know about that. Soup did not seem like anything compared to a magical revitalizing potion. And with the supervillain suffering so much...

"What do you need?"

One eye winked back open. "It's quite a long recipe."

"I have time!"

"And some of the ingredients are somewhat...unusual."

"I have a good eye for unusual."

The supervillain paused but then nodded. "Alright, it goes like this. Three sprigs of lavender, two sprigs of thyme, three withered mints leaves, the wings of a lunar moth that have never yet flown, a thorn stained with i's first blood, the claw of a predator, the tooth of it's prey, and a few beams of moonlight shining over the surface while it boils. It must be served scalding."

That was... interesting. But certainly not impossible.

"And you'll feel better once you have it?" the thief said.

"Yes," the supervillain confirmed. "I'll be...just like new."

***

It took the greater part of the night to find everything on the supervillain's list, and much of it wasn't very pleasant. Luckily, a walk down the side of the highway found them the claw of a predator they didn't have to grapple with--a poor coyote that had ended up on the wrong side of a car--but they were not quite so lucky when it came to prey. They were just glad they had gloves with them because they would have suffered a lot more serious bites getting that squirrel's tooth if they went barehanded. They felt a little awful scaring the little guy, but all they had to do was think of the supervillain shivering in their prison and they were consoled.

The lunar moth took hours, mostly because they had to find a barely hatching cocoon, not an already flying insect. Luckily, that they were in the right season for that sort of thing.

By the time they had everything they needed, the moon was high in the sky, and the thief had to walk very slowly to get up the mountain slope without misstepping and taking a deadly tumble down. As they passed through the bramble and thorn thickets, they chose one thorn from the very center, most unlikely to have pricked something before, and cut it with the blade of their pocket knife. Then they sunk it into the pad of their finger. They bit their lip not to cry out and then a second time when they pulled it out again. Despite the blanket of darkness draped overhead and tucked in on all sides, they barely picked out the bloodstain from the night.

"I'm back," the thief called to the vacant opening, sucking their sore finger as they laid out the ingredients and started setting up a spot for a fire.

"That wasn't so long."

The supervillain suddenly appearing out of the dark, leaning their shoulder against the bars.

“Ha!” Thief scoffed. “I’ve given up completely on heists that took shorter. You’re lucky we’re…er…friends.”

They wished that last part didn’t sound so much like a question, but at the same time they didn’t want to say it confidently either in the eventuality that wasn’t the case.

“Ah, perhaps I should say, it didn’t take so long as I’m used to.”

“Did you use this potion often?”

“Mmm, no. Only once. But I’ve met people who have.”

“You must have a really strong immune system then. If I had a sickness curing potion, I think I’d use it all the time, even if it does have like…teeth and blood and things in it… Are you sure this is safe?”

“Absolutely.” Their voice dragged a little now, almost like supervillain had to force each letter to make a sound.

The thief threw several leaves onto the baby flame and whipped out their thermos from their pack to begin adding each ingredient to what was left of their water.

A few minutes and a few moonbeams later, and the water had become a bubbling, silver goop giving off its own lunar light.

“It’s done,” the supervillain said, some of their energy returning to them as they reached through the bars. “Give it to me.”

“Are you sure it’s not going to burn y—“

“Give it to me!”

The thief leaped a little in their seat. The supervillain had never risen their voice at them before. Not even when they first met, and they wanted nothing to do with a powerless thing like them.

The thief held out the thermos numbly, only managing a whispered and shaky, “be careful,” before the supervillain took the hot metal in their bare hands and down the simmering ooze in two rapid gulps.

They shrieked, violently throwing the thermos away from themself and denting it on the cavern wall with a sharp, resounding clang.

“Supervillain?” the thief cried, gripping the bars.

The criminal clutched at their chest, clawing at their clothes and skin as if they wanted rip both completely off.

“Did I mess up? How do I fix it? Supervillain talk to me!”

The supervillain dropped to their knees, catching themselves on their hands and leaning their forehead against the cold ground. Sharp growls quickly faded into soft whimpers and then nothing at all.

The thief strained through one of the gaps in the bars, hesitating only a moment before they gently pushed the supervillain’s curtain of hair from their face.

The supervillain’s obsidian eyes went pale.

The thief lurched back, scrambling back on their hands several feet away and staring dumb as the supervillain careened to their feet and stretched out their hands.

Their eyes flashed, actually gave off real light, and the bars disintegrated into white ash. Their power suppressor seemed to decide to follow the bars in their fate, because half a second later, pale flakes were fluttering to the supervillain’s shawled shoulders.

The supervillain stepped past the threshold and took a long deep breath. “Ahh. I swear freedom has a smell.”

They’re eyes flicked to the thief. They grinned, stepping forward.

“I…I…” the thief retreated against the brambles, the barbs tangling in their hair and stabbing bloody pinpricks across the backs of their hands. “Please.”

They didn’t even know what they were saying. They just didn’t…they didn’t want want to die. Was Supervillain going to kill them?

The monster stood directly over them now, those awful eyes, ghostly, cold, and otherworldly, seeming to pierce straight though their soul and into their innermost thoughts. In one fell swoop, their long arms wrapped around them and scooped them up against their chest. A few locks of hair stayed behind with the brambles, but the supervillain didn’t seem to notice their yelp.

“Come, my raven.” They stroked the thief’s cheek with the crook of their finger. “We have a city to greet.”

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I didn’t edit this at all, so I’m sorry if it’s a mess, I will go back later, I’m just ready smash that post button now

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star-mania · 7 months

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Fruitnik WIP by Star-Mania

#Fruitnik Sorcerer #WIP Art #SJP Character Art #Star Jam Project #Villain Design #Art in Progress #Fantasy Artwork #Character Sketching #Sorcerer Villain #Digital Artistry #Fruitnik in Progress #Sorcerer WIP.

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r0zeclawz · 8 months

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she let me strike it cause im nefarious

#villains of tumblr #malice maxxing #sinister core #sinister #scary skull #skull fandom #sorcerers of tumblr #dread incantation core

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shannonsketches · 4 months

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There's a meme going around to draw your comfort characters as the Steven meme.

Bowser's never been a comfort character for me, but thinking about how great an Illumination Smash Bros movie would be with these two having the dumbest greatest villain team dynamic has brought me SO much joy this year.

#ganondorf #bowser #I spammed chat about it once I have a VISION #Gan's so manipulative and Bowser's so stupid like let me do OoT Ganon + Bowser Villain Dynamic Duo for an Illumination Smash movie #after letting me establish Gan as a bastard cat in an illumination OoT movie obvs #Just please please PLEASE imagine Ganondorf trying to teach Bowser how to impress a woman with like. Common Courtesy.#Mario's training montage except it's Bowser getting Miss Congeniality'd by Hyrule's Most Wanted Diabolical Mastermind #and it's not even about how to be a good villain it's literally just how not to immediately fuck up with a girl you like #with gan becoming increasingly exhausted and bowser trying SO hard and Kamek being SO jealous Bowser has a new sorcerer bestie #who is very obviously using him and will throw him away by the end of the film -- leading to Peach genuinely sympathizing #until Bowser immediately fucks it up but in a less egregious way because he's trying and that's what matters kind of #AMA I have this whole plot in my brain aklsjdfa

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axydoesstuff · 10 months

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Who DARES disturb the SKULL SORCERER!?

#my art #artists on tumblr #ninjago #lego ninjago #master of the mountain #ninjago season 13 #vangelis #king vangelis #skull sorcerer #hazza d'ur #skull of hazza d'ur #Best wildbrain villain fight me

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mrstsung · 1 month

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I love shang tsung being silly.

Showing off to you. Look at him....this goofball.

*i know it's a mod. But still*

More of this man goofing around. If the others can be lively and having fun. So can he.

Let my man serenade

Let my mans put on the moves

Let my mans rizz you up.

LET SHANG TSUNG DO NORMAL,MUNDANE THINGS!

Let him live life damn it!

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mister-faltine · 3 months

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New alternative version of Clea as Sorceress Supreme:

Marvel Voices: Infinity Comic #85.

Writer - Cheryl Lynn Eaton.

Artist - Federica Mancin.

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P.S.: I don't know if it was the writer or the artist who came up with the idea for this look, but whoever it was should get a raise. Seriously, this has to be one of Clea's most PERFECT costumes in the comics and it's not just the costume itself, but the colors and details make this costume go from "Wonderful" to "Perfect".

Man, the gold mixed with black and red is very beautiful, I loved the gloves in this version and not to mention that Clea continues to prove that she looks beautiful in any outfit. I need to see this costume more often, I can't even imagine what it would look like in the movies or on Earth-616.

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pangur-and-grim · 1 year

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re-upload of a sketch dump!

this is for my gay little wizard book (which hopefully will be out 2023?)

if you’re curious here’s the basic premise, the first chapter, and a sample chapter!

#the tl;dr is that this knight guy's death will bring about the end of the Mad Sorcerer #so he runs off to the story's villain 😭 because he doesn't want to die #like 'hey it is in our mutual interest to keep me alive'#it doesnt go so smoothly. as in he almost immediately gets turned into a vulture #book

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jaywalker-daily · 1 year

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Thank you @chaotic-bumblebee-agenda for the original list and @k1ngtok1 for advising me on some of these while I made this. Yes I do know some of these guys got reformed but let's take a look at just how many villains had something ding dang daddy going on anyway!

#ninjago #lord garmadon #chen ninjago #skales ninjago #skull sorcerer #ninjago kalmaar #morro wu #nadakhan #ninjago unagami #skylor chen #lloyd garmadon #that was Exhausting to tag #ninjago villains

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goddess-mixmi · 3 months

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Twin Dad Geto 🖤✨

Marisa ended up pregnant shortly after trying to hunt him down for an explanation on his actions after she returned from overseas. It was unknown to her that she was ever expecting until her last trimester, apparently it was a cryptic pregnancy. Since 19 she ended up raising the two on her own while still tackling getting her PhD, and in the end she was able to manage. But in 2017 when they are about 5 or so, Geto shows up declaring war and the kids are thrilled to meet their dad. So he decides to take them (without permission) for a day out with the girls knowing full well he won’t get this chance again. He felt bad not knowing about this and now knowing the love of his life had to do this all in her own. Marisa was livid about everything but shocked the children even knew he was their dad, after all she never told them about Geto. I wonder how they found out? (Gojo told them most likely 🙄)

Saw this new anime called Mr Villain’s day off and this scene here screams Geto and his babies🥹.

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arttrampbelle · 7 months

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Shang tsung x reader hcs

Reader is gn

*note: this isn't mk12 shang. Never will be. So.....sorry bout your poor taste in shang tsung iterations. Imagine any other version of shang. Thank you.*

Cw:mentions of nsfw(nothing heavy),fluff,mentions of a s/o who self harms and has mental illness/depression.

🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍

Shang Tsung with a s/o that is.....

Shang tsung with a kind,sweet,gentle s/o. One that is shy,maybe a bit more of the demure side. Or even just a person who isn't an assertive type. Either way a s/o that is more softer and sweeter. A sweet gentle soul. Shang tsung would absolutely love you. It's a breath of fresh air to him. To come home to a gentle energy. Someone he can look to and see innocence in this cold and unforgiving world that is MORTAL KOMBAT. to him,you are his sanctuary. To him you are the closest to heaven he will ever get. And he is so so grateful for that.

Shang tsung with a more spunky,energetic and lively s/o. One who is active and maybe bounce off the walls goofy. Just a jovial little imp you are! One who shitposts memes at 3am and major crackhead energy. (I love you people fr) you are an absolute delight. You Make him laugh till his sides hurt. He's never felt like this in decades,centuries even. Never have you made him feel so alive,so youthful,and full of surprises. He loves your energy. He feels while your behavior can be annoying af at times. He appreciates your sincerity and despite the darkness around you you still find humor and life in everything. He has major respect for that. (You n johnny cage maaaaay get along. But hey i hc shang's cool with johnny,but like a silly puppy and moody dad kinda friendship. They could kill each other but they'd rather talk about kung fu cinema) you are absolutely precious to him.

Shang with a more aggressive,assertive,and angy(?) S/o. Maybe someone prone to easily be angered. Or even someone willing to throw hands and give out a can of whoop ass. Oh thank the elder gods he doesn't have to defend you! Not that he minds,he does love the praise he gets for that. But he feels relieved that you can handle yourself. Not to mention,its kinda hot to him when you get angry. Not at him of course....then again....the thought has crossed his mind....anyways. shang tsung loooooves sparring with you! Unf it's his bread n butter. He feels so alive with every kick and punch you throw. He always is sad when you are done tho. He always craves more. But both of you im sure are busy. But he loves you just the same.

Shang tsung with a s/o that is moody,sad,battles with depression,maybe self harm? He would be extra careful with his beloved. He would check in on you regularly. Pay extra special attention to your needs and make sure you take any medication you need to take. He would teach you techniques to help ease your inner demons. As he understands that struggle. He absolutely knows what to say,what to do,and how to help you. And if he can't help you. He will find someone who can. He will always be there to comfort you and give you advice when you need him to. He may be a dark sorcerer,but he is ruthless. NEVER HEARTLESS. especially with you. He loves you. And doesn't want to lose you. He cherishes you so so much. So whatever battles you face. He will be at your side,to crush any foe or neurosis that stand in your way to glory!

Shang tsung with a s/o that loves to cook. Omfg have his hand in marriage already! You make such amazing foods. Even if its simple. Even if it's just the most basic ass shit. The love you put into it. The fact that you even bothered to give him foods he loves! Unf. This man is over the moon! He absolutely loves you cooking for him. Better if its homemade,and a personal recipe. He absolutely loves you. He may even help you cook. Bonding time.

Shang tsung with a s/o who is chubby,thicc,and got some rolls on them.(this is gn but this is especially for fem persenting peeps. I see you. I got you!) Oh my god he would adore you. He loves your voluptuous curves. He loves how you always seem to look so flawless in everything. And even if you dont feel that way. He still loves you. Because he fell for your soul....not your body honey. Tho...he'd be foolish not to admit. He loves hanging onto every inch of you. Dragging his claws from his gauntlets across your skin. And the loveable little squees you make in response. Hee hee. What can i say my mans a glutton for a teasing. >:3c. But shang would absolutely adore you. Softness and sweetness. Perfect.

Shang tsung with a s/o that kinda is awkward with themselves. Not hating themselves,just awkward. He would totally gas you up! Especially if you get flustered and blush. Fave pastime is making you blush.

Shang tsung doesn't care about where you come from. Ethnicity,nationality,realm. He loves it all. He doesn't care. The man is 500yrs old. Do you think he gives a rat's ass?! Hell no. He would absolutely love to learn about you. He loves to learn. Knowledge is power. And what better way than to gain it by your side. He's stubborn but not to the point of reluctance to learn fron others. Sometimes he knows but not the extent. Sometimes he'll be surprised. Either way. He loves you. (Idgaf why would shang care about your ethnicity? Like there's so many different people in mk rosters anyways. So any x readers from any character that had this was dumb to me,and childish. Black,white,asian,American,European,lizard,shokan,dragon,rabbit person,mortal,immortal,doesn't fucking matter. If shang tsung likes you and wants to peruse you. He fucking will. And nothing will stop him if he genuinely loves you,unless you give him a reason not to. Which you wont. Also if shang genuinely loves you he will show it differently than if he's trying to gain something from you and get you riled up or if its not genuine. Biiiig difference but that's for another post)

Shang would love you in your best and worst of times. During the lows and the highs. He's in it for the long haul. He doesn't play when it comes to the matters of the heart. He's all in or nothing. He wouldn't bother perusing you if he didn't think you two would be in a long established relationship. Marriage or not. He is loyal to his beloved. Only to his beloved. He's a snek to others. Not to you. He'd burn all the realms to see you safe and happy and loved. He'll die for you,he'd kill for you. Either way what bliss? He's absolutely over the moon for you.

Shang tsung is basically a martial arts master asian gomez in love. Whatever and however you are. He will absolutely love you. Cherish you. Treasure you. Every moment. Period. I don't make the rules. He loves you sorry. And you are his,heart AND soul. uwu.

Hope y'all appreciate this. I wanted to make this to say basically tldr. Shang tsung loves you no matter what. And idc what people say.

💖💅🏻💋🔥🐍🐉🏝

#mortal kombat #shang tsung #self shipping #shang tsung x reader #shang tsung mortal kombat #mortal kombat x reader #villain/antagonist f/o #villain f/o #shang tsung loves you no matter what personality you have no matter what you look like he fucking loves you ok?!#like if anyone says otherwise i will personally throat punch them! shang tsung loves you!!!!#my mans is top notch husband material and that's on that fight me!#the only thing that you gotta deal with is he's a villain and he's a dark sorcerer and you're in mortal kombat so yeah danger zone #but if you can handle that you gucci honey 💅🏻💖#shang fucking loves you #mk x reader #mk shang tsung

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benk52 · 20 days

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The Irate Magician

#digital art #fanart #sketch #manga #anime #fantasy #villain #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #sissel #elf boy #mad mage #book #sorcerer #wizard

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halfphoenix · 7 days

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JACE BEING EVIL MAKES SOOO MUCH MORE SENSE TO ME THAN PORTER

VindiCATION

#jace stardiamond #fh #mine #dimension 20 #text #fhjy liveblog #fhjy spoilers #hes on tenure and never had to work for it #he has MOTIVE #He has POWER #he has CHARISMA #ITS THE PERFECT VILLAIN SET UP #SURE PORTER BEING EVIL IS FUNNY BUT ITS WAY TOO OVERPLAYED NOW #JACE HAS NEVER ENJOYED BEING HERE!!!!!!!#Have you EVER seen a sorcerer student npc????? NO!!!!#all that being said i love you gorgug for banging 2 metal bars together for cover. real nice cover never change #d20 spoilers

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godsandvillains-if · 1 month

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Could a Sorcerer become a warlock or witch? I don't mean swapping to be clear but rather a sorcerer making a pact to also gain warlock powers like they are double classing in dnd.

Well, in theory, they could become a warlock / witch, but I don't see why they would. A sorcerer is bound to no master; their magic is a force to be reckoned with. A warlock / witch has to forfeit a great deal of free will in order to gain more power.

I can see a sorcerer who is power-hungry making such a pact, but they also fail to consider what that hunger for power might take from them in the end.

Thank you for the question!! 🥰

#if: gods and villains #ask #magic #sorcerer #warlock #witch

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dailyadventureprompts · 1 year

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Villain: Dastigaan, The Maddest Mage of our Age

There’s a secret they won’t tell you about descending into the pit of madness. It’s that once you realize there’s no bottom your fall begins to feel a lot like flying.

It’s a well known fact that casters frequently meddle with powers beyond their understanding, at risk of not only inflicting trauma to their surroundings and their own mind, but onto reality itself. Dastigaan was the sort of mage folk all to reductively refer to as “mad”, the sort that confused the trauma he caused with an indicator of his growing power, and sought to cause more as a means of pushing his limits. He dealt with dark powers and lost himself in the forbidden reaches of the multiverse, returning home as a catacylsmic storm of arcane power that just so happened to still wear a mortal’s skin. Before he could unleash his terrible power he was caught and imprisoned by the great mages of the realm, an imprisonment that’s lasted for decades and will very soon come to an end, possibly with the party’s unwitting aid.

Adventure Hooks:

Dastigaan’s escape begins in the most innocuous way: The heroes come into conflict with a belligerent magic shop owner, who over promises on the capabilities or reliability of particular items and then throws the party out (using telekinisis) when they come back to complain. As they’re picking themselves up off the ground, a helpful tiefling by the tame of Tristham approaches to help dust them off and offer commiserations. the shopowner was an old business rival of his who elbowed him out of the magic trade and has been running roughshod over all the other enchantment vendors in town. Mutual cursing of the shopowners’s name turns into an offer of drinks, which turns into a completely innocent discussion of just how one might get into the shop and swipe a few choice items along with the owner’s collection of crafting diagrams. After the party returns victorious and after the heat dies down, Tristham will mention that he just so happens to have another job in the works, and that the party have just so happened to prove themselves more than qualified for an interview.

The architect of the big heist is one Ildra of Volennwal, a retired military officer and decorated war mage in her 60s who became dissolusioned with the kingdom’s goverannce after sustaining heavy personal injury including the loss of one of her arms to secure a victory that the diplomats traded away for trade concessions before she had even recovered. IIdra apparently has a plan to break a vault full of treasure held in reserve by the crown in the case of wartime, but is skeptical of the parties abilities to help pull it off despite her quartermaster Tristham’s appraisal. If the party want in, they’ll have to prove they can handle some danger... say by raiding a particularly notorious dungeon and bringing back a relic that will be useful in the caper

Drawn in by the promise of good pay and rich rewards by heisting an arcane vault, the party are half way into the execution of their plan when they discver that what they’re ACTUALLY doing is helping to break one of the most dangerous casters alive out of wizard jail. Do they abandon their plan an attempt to escape? Turn themselves over to the authorities? Go through with it and embrace their future as troubleshooters for a would be tyrant? They better make their decision soon, Ildra brought a small army of her old mercenaries buddies as a plan B of brute-forcing the jailbreak, and they won’t be too happy seeing their point-team turn tail and run.

Background: Far from the gibbering, nonsensical caricature that one could assume of most “mad” mages, Dastigaan is calm, cool, and in many ways perfectly reasonable. Backpacking through nightmare dimensions let him shrug off the destructive impulses of his youth and come to terms with what it really means to be a master of the arcane. The problem is where this reason will take him, as in order to avoid further pain, imprisonment, and attempts on his life, Dastigaan decided a few decades ago that each and every mage that acted against him or aided in his imprisonment must be made an example of. In order for these examples to be effective, they must be so direct and horrifying that they scar themselves onto history, a personal apocalypse delivered to each of the realm’s greatest casters to ensure the world learns from their mistake in opposing him.

This was exactly Ildra’s intent, having studied at the knee of one of those powerful mages and realizing far too late how his loyalty to the realm and distance and lofty position made him out of touch with the sacrifices of common people his grand stratagems necessitated. Knowing that she could never hold him, or the crown he served to account, Ildra remembered one of the old wizard’s forwarnings about the Maddest Mage of the Age and knew she had a weapon.

Further Adventures:

If your party don’t pick up on the original magic shop plot-tread (bastards) consider having them join up with the mercenary company that Ildra employs, or come into service of one of the mages Dastigaan is going to eventually target just before he escapes on his own.

The escape of the Maddest mage of the Age is going to make the great wizards and sorcerers of the realm shit their collective robes, having them stockpile arcane weapons, vanish completely as they flee to other planes, or drop all their responsibilities and disguise themselves as commoners while they wait for this all to blow over. While the panic and the chaos it brings begins to trickle down to the commons, the party end up adopting a skittish grey cat who seems intent on following them about for protection. This cat is infact Ildra’s mentor, having polymorphed himself into an easily overlooked form with a collar of nondetection.

While he possesses innumerable forbidden magics learned in his time beyond the stars, Dastigaan’s chosen method of avenging himself against his captors is to open the door to his good friend the outergod of paradox and let the lovecraftian horror horror go to work. Each of these violations results in the creation of a grisly monument, proportional in size and horror to how culpable Dastigaan believed that victim was in his imprisonment. Some are merely fist sized idols of clay and still living meat, others are grotesque instillation that eat up the lives and bodies of an entire city block.

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