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My current Tiefling Warlock’s patron is Graz’zt, and I LOVE it. 

A Field Guide to Graz’zt

Study up.

And here are the answers to yesterday’s trivia.

GRAZ’ZT

Q: Known as the Prince of Pleasure, what is the only action that Graz’zt considers a sin?

A: Restriction

Q: What is the name of Graz’zt’s wavy, razor-edged, acid-dripping greatsword?

A: Angdrelve, the Wave of Sorrow

Q: What demonic creatures are most closely associated with Graz’zt?

A: Succubi and Incubi

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Middle Aged Magic (Part 1)

1700+ words Art From the Following: jamiemgreenart - Crumpled Paper

Christiana Wiggams was a bright, 16-year-old student at Wilmunt High, the public school of choice for her district. She enjoyed school and found it engaging and wonderful at every single lesson. Almost. Mr. Doverman's, the resident history buff and theorized alcoholic of the school, was the only teacher she couldn't schmooze into giving her extra credit or better grades, on top of which, he refused to allow her to assist with anything in his classroom as other teachers did. She found his entire demeanor unnerving, and his insistence on constantly visiting her favorite teacher, Ms. Glazebrook, annoying.

She sighed, staring at the clock for at least the twentieth time during the lesson, willing the time to move faster as she waited for Mr. Doverman's class to move on, past the American Revolution and into her next class where she could actually learn something useful. Beside her, the resident slacker Roy Burns was lounging in his seat, tapping rhythmically on his desk and staring out the window into the trees that lined Wilmunt High's three-story form.

"Miss Wiggams, would you like to tell me what fight is known as the first of the Revolution? It'll be on your test next Friday." Christiana jumped, peering up at her history teacher's expecting face, and blushed madly as she dove her head back down into her notebook.

"No? Mr. Burns, perhaps you could tell us then." Roy, without looking away from his swaying trees, shrugged and responded, "Lexington and Concord. Those were the two towns that got hit back to back. And Paul Revere totally did his one by land and two by sea horse riding extravaganza thing." Mr. Doverman nodded and continued his lecture.

Christiana slid Roy a note, asking him how he'd known that. She went back to staring at the clock, waiting for the final seventeen minutes of class to disappear before she could leave and find her best friend Mariah for math.

"I don't know dude, I just kind of soak up what he says. We're like, on a wavelength or something." Christiana rolled her eyes. It was so much like Roy to daze out of anything important. She needed to pass this class, and it was the only one giving her trouble due to that horrid teacher. As she contemplated, she heard a bump from the ceiling above.

"Psst. Roy!" His eyes shifted lazily from the trees outside to her.

"Sup Chrissy?" He asked nonchalantly.

"Did you hear that? From the ceiling?" she whispered.

"Yeah man, wacko. Probably like, a bird that just dove onto the roof. Hey, I got these tickets to a jam fest tomorrow night. I know you're totally into music, so if you wanna go I've got an extra." Christiana let out a sigh. It was no secret she loved all sorts of different music, and often got offers to go see acts with various people. Unfortunately, neither her boyfriend nor Mariah liked varied music as much as her, so she didn't get to go out very often.

"Who's playing?" He shrugged and handed her a crinkled paper that reeked of marijuana. As she glanced down, she took in a shaky breath, reading some of her favorite bands she'd often listen to while studying.

"Um. I'll see what's going on tomorrow, I was planning on going to the mall since it's just a work day for…." She suddenly was cut off by the sound of a male cough.

"Miss Wiggams, if you cannot control your attention span for more than three minutes, perhaps you can this afternoon, while you're organizing the classes papers I need to grade, in detention." Mr. Doverman stated. Christiana pouted and took out her planner to check if detention would affect her schedule.

"And Mr. Burns" he continued, "You should join her. You can use it as an opportunity to catch up on your late assignments." He took the crimpled band list from Christiana's desk, crumpled it up, and threw it away. "Take note class, this is our second to the last unit, and I want every one of you paying attention. Is that clear?" A resounding yes shook the class and it resumed as normal.

Christiana, realizing she was supposed to assist with math tutoring this afternoon, groaned and pulled out her phone.

CW: Hey Michael, I know I was supposed to help you tutor the low-flyers this afternoon, but Mr. D got me with detention. If I finish early, maybe I can swing by after to help any stragglers?  

Christiana watched as the responding dots slowly appeared, disappeared and reappeared several times before a responding message came through.

MP: It's absolutely no problem! I've got it all under control! I mean, we can't all be like a 3:4:5 triangle and be perfect, can we? LOL. I'll see you in class Monday, we can swap notes on Professor Howard's homework!

Christiana let out a small smile and pocketed her phone again. As she looked up to the board, she once again heard a loud thump against the ceiling that no one else seemed to notice. Glancing up, she swore she saw a red spot pooling on a ceiling tile, but after blinking it appeared to no longer be there. She grimaced and thought about asking for the nurse, as the stress of this class was making her see things. Just as she was about to raise her hand and broach her question, the bell rang to signal the end of class. Sighing in relief, she gathered her notebook and planner, shoving them quickly back into her bag.

"Miss Wiggams." She turned her head back to Mr. Doverman's imposing figure, where he had his arms crossed in frustration.

"If you cannot maintain your attention, then I'll have no option than to involve your parents, and we both would find that nauseating. I endeavor you to attempt to let my class hold your attention during the period. We only have two more units of content, and your face will be completed with all of my classes." He motioned for her to leave, turning back to his desk and logging into his computer. As Christiana turned, she spotted the crumpled band list. Turning back and noting that his attention was elsewhere, she quickly bent over and grabbed it, shoving it harshly into her pocket before exiting his classroom.

Christiana let out an audible huff of breath, finding herself in a mass of teenage bodies mingling in and out of rooms and groups. Finding an unoccupied corner in the upstairs communal area, she pulled out her math homework and quickly began scratching away at the paper, hurrying to finish it before the beginning of her math class.

"TIA!" she heard a happy female voice shriek. Looking around, she saw her best friend Mariah running down the hall to catch her.

"Oh, my, gosh, you'll never believe it but Tyler Menoir had the last book in that series I've been wanting to finish, you know the one that was just pre-released? Apparently, his dad works as a lawyer for the publishing company and pulled strings to get him a copy! I can finally find out if Joanne survives the frigid cult! Why do you look so blue? Be happy for me!" she wailed.

"Sorry Ria, I got detention with Roy Burns after school today, stupid Doverman and his harsh view of his class." Mariah winced.

"You got detention with Stoner Kid? What the hell, I thought you had volunteering this afternoon?" Christiana groaned.

"I was! If something doesn't burst Mr. Doverman's harsh ass soon I'm going to lose that volunteering scholarship due to lack of hours!" Mariah shrugged.

"It's not like you wouldn't get in on musical talent if you auditioned for any of those scholarships. You're an amazing violinist, and you could wipe the floor with half the band if they tried to take your first chair." Christiana winced. She hated having her artistic talent being used for the purpose of anything other than pure enjoyment.

"Move it, twerps!" A loud bullhorn-like voice called from down the hall.

"According to Zac, Coach Carmichael has been pushing the football team even harder this season since we're in the playoffs. It's kind of going to his head." Christiana whispered to her friend. Mariah nodded and looked down the hall where the overweight man was charging down the hall in sweats and a baseball cap. Following behind him were the starters from the football team, lined up and parading down the halls, among them was Zac, who looked pumped for whatever it was they were doing in the middle of the hall.

"Coach Carmichael!" a shrill voice shouted from the doorway of one of the classrooms adjacent to the hall. From the room stepped a plump woman with lightly greying brown hair, and a book closed at her hip. Carmichael stopped his procession and looked over to the irate literary arts teacher.

"Cynthia! We're getting ready for the interstate championship! As a show of support, I'm parading the team to rouse our moral! I want every student in this school to know that for once, this team of whiney babies has actually made it to the playoffs! And every single student here needs to be showing support for that feat!" Carmichael shouted, spittle flying from the front of his mouth and landing on the floor.

"If they couldn't tell by the body odor, then they could certainly tell by your rambunctious cacophony of baboon-like squabble. Now please, so of us are trying to have a productive afternoon, if you could please take your procession down to the gym where it belongs, that would be fantastic." Cynthia turned on heel and stormed back to her classroom, slamming the door behind her.

"You heard the skirt men! To the gym! We'll run a few more laps, I want each and every one of you shining with sweat by the end of today's workout!" With that in a loud rush of ‘woos' and ‘ahhs', they paraded back down towards the staircase down to the second floor. Mariah rolled her eyes and grabbed ahold of Christiana's arm, dragging her towards their math class.

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“I’m so bored of having to save everyone,” the prince said. “Why the hell is it my job? I never asked for this.”

“I’m so bored of being locked in towers like I’m the prize boys get for being a decent person,” the princess replied. “But you’re right, the power and opportunity to affect change in the world is awful. I honestly don’t know how you bear it.” 

The two siblings paused, exchanging a look. 

The masquerade of pretending to be each other began.

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LOVE these

OTP Prompts- Fantasy Edition

“You just "rescued” me from a dragon, and you look so proud, but that dragon is actually my best friend. Oops.“ Au

"I was cursed, and only True Love’s Kiss can save me, but I’m a hundred miles from civilization, and the only other person around is my nemesis: You.” Au

“I’m a mermaid/merman, and you’ve fallen in love with my voice. How do I break it to you that you don’t actually love me, you’re just enchanted?” Au

“I’m an alchemist, and you’re my ever-so-patient assistant who finds me the random ingredients I ask for, I really need to find a way to thank you.” Au

“I’m half-dragon, and I’ve always hidden that from everyone, but now you know, and somehow, you don’t think it’s awful? And you’re touching my scales? And asking me to roast you marshmallows? I can’t decide if I’m relieved or annoyed.” Au

“You’ve been my best friend for years, and I can tell you anything, right? Good, because I sort of stole a dragon egg.” Au

“You and I were sent on a quest together by the king, but now we’re horribly lost, and I’m fairly certain this quest was just meant to kill us.” Au

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I like this first one! :)

Weird AU Prompts

- “Yeah, your mirror is a doorway into my dimension and I’ve seen everything. Even that dance party for one” au

- “Sure, I’m an alien but I don’t know why you’d think I’d abduct people. But there’s a great eatery across the galaxy if you want to check it out” au

- “Listen, I am genetically modified and on the run and you will let me hide in your house” au

- “I was just taking a walk through the woods and I didn’t think Fae really existed, and I really don’t think I’ll accept any food from you” au

- “My dragon is acting sick and you specialize in dragon illnesses, please take a look at it. Wait, why are you laughing” au

- “Buddy, we are in the middle of a zombie apocalypse, I specialize in botany in unfavorable terrain and I just saw you make a sword out of PVC pipe and string; we’re definitely teaming up” au

- “As a wielder of dark magic I definitely plan on taking over the world once I trick you into releasing me from my prison, but crap, I think I might like you more than I meant to” au

- “Ok, so you panicked and kissed the human so he wouldn’t drown, but we can’t keep him and he can’t leave if he knows about us merpeople, so what are we going to do” au

- “Look, I honestly didn’t mean to run into any awkward werewolves on my hike and why would I tell anyone about it, what do you mean ‘take me to your leader’ are you serious. How cliché can you be” au

- “I’m a superhero and you’re the villain, but I saw you visiting kids at the children’s hospital and letting them act like they defeated you and now it’s really hard to punch you in the face” au

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Loving this one!

https://helmuttt.deviantart.com/

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OOOOOOOHHHHH Pretty!!!

Sacred Waters by Nele-Diel

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Gorgeous

Queen Of Havoc by Nene Thomas

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I love this one

ArtStation - old castle corridor, silentfield.

https://www.artstation.com/artwork/QKGZL

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I just love snakes! 

#Slytherinforlife

FionaHsieh on deviantart / tumblr

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This would make a lovely setting for a beautiful story ending. 

Sanctus Arboria ~

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For future reference

Lady of Bones - fantasy character concept by batuhan titiz

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Why is this activating my quiet creative side? Mind if I write about it?

parody show where it looks like a bunch of kids in HS are going to be dragged into a Magical Destiny, but their middle-aged teachers are instead since it’s an inservice day

consider:

PE teacher has to turn into a Magical Girl

Science teacher is a reluctant cynical alchemist 

Math teacher is a beserker, usually a wimpy nerd until stuff starts going seriously nonsensical (then they berserk)

History teacher is a rogue who brought whiskey and a sense of disbelief, UST with the bard music teacher

LA teacher is The (self-proclaimed) Chosen One after reading too many fantasy novels, solves a lot of puzzles by seeing patterns no one else can

Elderly school principle kicks ass and calls everyone babies

They all collectively agree they are happy to be doing this instead of grading tests

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To write a story with a queen in this dress...

Rami Kadi Fall-Winter 2016-2017 Capsule Collection: Le Bal Enchanté