#modern covens

[thewitchystuff]

Go outside and see the beautiful moon while you do a quick spell for your positive intentions for this next month!

Remember you can add your own spin to spells to make them more unique to you and what you want to manifest.

[pigeonstab]

I wasn't actually planning on drawing vampire Killer and werewolf Cross but it could be cool... actually..

[cissa-calls]

Countdown to Agatha All Along: Day 840

Wanda: “You’re trapped on a desert island: what three things do you bring?”

Agatha: “I would never get trapped like that - my supreme magical prowess and all.”

Wanda: “You don’t have magic-“

Agatha: “-why would I not have magic? Are you about to entrap me as Agnes again?-“

Wanda: “-no this is just a hypothetical alternate universe where you don’t have magic. What would you bring?”

Agatha: “Umm…my library, a fridge, and-“

Wanda: “No, no Agatha. You can’t bring an entire loaded fridge or bookcase. I’m asking about individual things, like a single book or a box of cereal.”

Agatha: “That’s a strange thing to ask, how would I survive then?”

Wanda: “It’s not meant to be a serious question, it is just an icebreaker to learn about you.”

Agatha: “An icebreaker? If you wanted me to give you an icebreaker, excluding the obvious answer of fire magic, I would’ve chosen to bring a hammer or axe.”

Wanda: “NO, NOT A LITERAL ICEBR-“ *takes a deep inhale* “You suck at this.”

Agatha: *glares*

Wanda: *glares right back*

Agatha: “I’ve decided, I only need one thing.”

Wanda: “Oh yeah? And what’s that?”

Agatha: “You. That way you can suffer with me and no one will be around to care if I attack a former avenger.”

Wanda: “I should’ve seen that coming.”

[basicallyanotherwitchesthing]

Stewart Farrar - What Witches Do - Sphere - 1973

[maryhale1]

A modern witches cozy evening

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In the twilight's gentle, glowing hue,

A witch stirs her brew in a cauldron anew,

Not in a forest dark or a cavern deep,

But in a loft where secrets keep.

The city hums with distant light,

Her windows bathed in silver night,

She sets her herbs on marble cool,

And whispers spells with practiced rule.

Her cat, a shadow on velvet paws,

Curled by the hearth, extends its claws,

A modern witch with timeless lore,

Mixes tea on the kitchen floor.

Crystal vials on shelves arranged,

Books of magic, slightly changed,

Electronics hum with mystic grace,

As runes glow bright on an iPad's face.

Candles flicker with fragrant charm,

Warding off the evening's harm,

She reads the stars through skylight clear,

The cosmos speaks, she holds it near.

Incense curls in phantom swirls,

As she braids her hair in raven twirls,

With each knot, a promise made,

Of peace and love, in twilight's shade.

No cackling, no hissing spite,

Just warmth and wisdom in the night,

A cozy evening, witch's way,

Where ancient magic meets today.

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[greenllamas]

making a lookbook consisting of only my cc #1

i always thought it would be fun idea to attempt to make a sim using only my cc since ive made so much at this point so i finally did it! the only exceptions are the makeup (excluding eyeliner) and these glasses by ikari-sims but everything else is either base game or by me...obviously. I have to say the bratz collection has probably aged the best out of my collections so far but i think thats mostly because it was peak y2k fashion (which is hot now) i just had no idea when i was making it. the coven items definitely aged like rotten milk but thats ok 💚

links:

outfit 1: eyeliner | hair | clips | top | bottom | heels

outfit 2: hair | top | jeans | boots

outfit 3: hair | top | skirt | boots

outfit 4: hair | top | skirt | platforms

outfit 5: hair | necklace | jeans | platforms

[annaholak]

"What are we doing at a pumpkin farm of all places again?" (Esme)

"Dunno.... Halloween..?" (Gytha)

"Halloween?? It's January!" (Esme)

"Halloween is a state of mind, as you very well know. No need to be fastidious about it. " (Gytha)

"Fastidious, huh....? Well, that's me told. What's with Magrat anyway? Wasn't all this her idea?" (Esme)

"I can hear you, you know. And yes, it was. But... I don't know... All these pumpkins make me uncomfortable for some reason...." (Magrat)

Inktober Prompt 31: Farm

[tabubranku]

[magical-mistakes-vm]

16

The meeting is over, but the conflict is just beginning...

"Who is she, really?" Balor asked when only he, Baldur, and Vollrath remained in the conference room. His eyes studied the two other powerful warlocks closely.  There was no missing she was more than just a novice witch that had been innocently in Vollrath’s office.  Something more was going on and Balor aimed to get to the bottom of it.  "Don't bullshit me, little brother. I touched her, she is no average witch, and your two best friends are twitchy as fuck.  You're barely containing yourself, and that isn't like you, Vol."  A smirk formed as he waited for one of the two in front of him to answer.

"Mahala Codona. Last night I caught her in the forest near my mansion preparing to summon her mother's spirit, but the spell she was going to use was not one she was prepared for.   Not to mention you can sense her strength of power, and she could see through double enchantment cloaking.  I thought it best to bring her under my protection.  She has had absolutely no training, and had no idea of her abilities." Vollrath left a ton out when speaking to his brother, and Baldur wasn't about to add anything.  Neither of them had any idea how Balor had learned of the meeting, and for the moment that meant they trusted him just barely more than an outsider.

"So she's nothing to you? Interesting and positive." Balor’s brow rose and his smirk grew.  He knew Vollrath better than that, and he was pressing buttons to see which would get his little brother to react first.   It had been decades since a Coven Council of Elders had been called to hand out such a punishment as the one they had tonight. For it to have been called now meant there was a reason for Vollrath not to have made the decision alone.  That reason meant one of the two in front of him had a vested interest in Ms. Codona.

"Should she be?" Vollrath’s head tipped and his eyes narrowed as he regarded his brother.  What was Balor getting at?  What did he know? Vollrath wasn’t sure, but he didn’t want to give too much away till he did.

"What if it is not Vol she means something to?" Baldur was not about to watch the two Nachtnebel brothers spar, and have Mahala hurt again by neither of them considering the fallout.  Easier to just use a little subterfuge and get this conversation over quickly.  Balor was less likely to take him on than Vollrath, so there wasn’t much risk.    When Balor turned his attention to him, he met Balor’s gaze evenly, their blue eyes boring into one another.  There was no doubt the elder warlock was trying to ascertain if he was being honest. Baldur had no intention of flinching.

"Interesting." It was all Balor said but his mind was turning that video over and over in his head, scrutinizing every small detail.  There was still something wrong with the situation unfolding now in front of him.  Why hadn't she had on Baldur’s jacket when attacked?  It had been his brother’s, not something that Vollrath would have given out lightly. Any stray hair or attachment to him could be used against him.  Why had Vol cut him off in the healing, and Baldur let him?  Yes, Vollrath was the Master Warlock, but they were not so different in strength and ability for it to have made much of a difference. Why had they been trying to hide how badly she was hurt from Vollrath?  If it had been Baldur or Elmar that she meant something to, then they would have been more upset, although it was clear she did mean something to Baldur.  So, Baldur was covering for little brother, time to press a little harder and a slightly different button.

"Then Baldur, you will not mind if I see fully to her current healing, and personally do the initial set of enchantments and shielding?  Consider it a blessing from the other half of the Coven." Inclining his head with what could be best described as a sarcastic smile, Balor completely ignored his brother, but did not have to see him to know the nerve had been hit.  The very air of the room crackled with Vollrath’s reaction. It was all Balor could do not to gloat over having found the exact button to press to get right under his brother’s skin perfectly.  That had been a little too easy.

"So a new witch brings peace?" Baldur didn't trust him.  However, that is exactly what Balor had just implied with his statement.

"She is a Codona.  She is THE Codona. The lost witch.  Of course it is going to." Balor smirked and raised his eyebrows, letting the statement hang in the air with no further clarification. 

Baldur glanced at Vollrath.  What was he missing? "Which means?"  Something told him that he was going to absolutely hate the answer that was coming, but he had to know.

"Her father is Bazyli." Balor now grinned like a fool, and watched all color drain from Baldur’s face.  The other warlock had no clue, nor did Vollrath from the looks of it.  "So if you have intentions with her, you'll be joining the two Covens, and mending one gigantic ass rift.  I have to say Baldur, I never quite pegged you as one with brass ones quite that big.  So, of course I want to assist with that.”  Sarcasm dripped like honey, pooling around their feet.  “Or…." he looked directly at Vollrath, "has the Lion met his Lionessa, which is more of what I suspect.  Her power is impressive, as is her ability to survive such an attack.  If  she is not, then I challenge you Baldur…" He felt the hard snap of Vollrath’s power, as his brother’s jealousy and anger started to get the best of him.  There was the sign that had been exactly what Balor was going for to know that he wasn’t just under his brother’s skin, he’d struck a death blow to Vollrath’s ability to hide any semblance of the truth.

"Balor…." Just one word. Just his name. Vollrath didn't need to say more. His voice was full of warning in its tone, his hazel eyes narrowed and went jade green, his jaw tensed as he stood straighter, and his shoulders went back.  No, this was not happening.   Elmar and Baldur had been goading him teasingly, both were in serious relationship with witches within the Coven.  Balor was serious and looking to challenge Baldur in a way that would take Mahala from him. 

"She is a powerful, single, untrained, uninitiated, witch.  I am within my rights as a Coven Elder and my level as a warlock. There is no ring upon her finger. The customs of the Coven are very clear.  Unless there is a betrothal or other engagement to an Elder of the Coven, it is my right, as an Elder, to give challenge for rights to train, bring under apprenticeship, and more.  She is exceptionally beautiful, so I will look forward to seeing what more there might be.  I do have the right and you know it.  I aim to exercise it RIGHT. NOW." Now it was Balor who looked aggressive, as he smirked at his younger brother, his eyes going from blue to an icy grey.  There was little that Vollrath could say to argue with him, unless he were to reveal that she was in the beginnings of a relationship with Vollrath himself.

A knock at the door had both men stepping back and relaxing some.  There was no doubt who it was. Neither wanted to cause a scene or bring Elmar and Mahala into the disagreement that they were so far not a part of. There was about to be a war in the room between the two Nachtnebel brothers, Elmar entering the frey was not needed.

"Guys, it's late.  If you’re still having some kind of meeting, I'm going to take Mahala home with me and Savina.  She's still having effects from what happened earlier, and really should be resting somewhere other than an office couch." Elmar was annoyed, and he let his gaze rest briefly on all three in the room to show it. Someone in the room was pissed off and trying to hide it, he guessed more than one someone.    

"How is she?" Vollrath didn’t hide his concern from his face or his voice.  His brother had already figured it out, and was looking for a fight.  There was no reason to put Elmar further on edge by acting indifferent.  This night had already gone straight to hell without adding more to it.

"Let’s see…you tried to give her a stroke over being jealous," Elmar noticed Balor’s rather surprised reaction to that news, but failed to care and continued, "then she's slammed twice into a wall, choked, almost killed, gets intimidated by your brother, and has several hours of the Council being here and none of them ratcheting down their magic.  The fact she's still sane and her brain hasn't oozed out her ears might be a blessed miracle.  Someone in this room is also about to go atomic, so please ratchet that down before she does decide to have a brain bleed, and I have to fix that too." His arms crossed over his chest as he looked at the other three in turn, lips thinning in irritation.

Baldur’s brows had been raised as Elmar unloaded on Vollrath.  He was normally the calmer and reserved one, but it was clear he'd reached his limit. He could count on one hand the number of times he’d seen that happen with his friend.  Looking between the Nachtnebel brothers, Baldur also noticed that Balor was studying Vollrath who once more looked frustrated with the whole situation.  It was going to become a pissing contest and the whole building, if not area, would be the battleground.  Hopefully Elmar could get Mahala out of the blast zone before that happened.

"No worries, Elmar, I have made challenge regarding Mahala.  As such, she will come home with me." Balor gave no one time to react before he strode quickly from the room, leaving the others to try and catch up.  He was grinning as he made his way down the hall.  It was game time.

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[arwyd]

Sunday always comes. Resurrection is a promise, and it is a prophecy. It’s a prophecy that came out of the cotton fields. It’s a prophecy that came out of the lynching tree. It’s a prophecy that still lives in each and every one of us to make the state of Tennessee the place it ought to be. So I’ve still got hope, because I know we are still here and we will never quit.

-Representative Justin Pearson (D-Memphis) on the day of his expulsion (04/06/2023) from the Tennessee House of Representatives, for standing with his constituents as they protested gun violence following a school shooting that left 6 dead at The Covenant School in Nashville on March 27, 2023.

[lexa-griffins]

Flower shop x tattoo shop au but Flower shop owner Lexa is a witch and so is tattoo artist Clarke and their shops are right across from one another except they are from different covens who have been rival for centuries

[guavagyal]

instead of dating, I just want to join the Santería equivalent of a coven

[cconfusedkat]

Over the past few weeks ive been struggling to figure out how id make leshy as a vampire ,, because honestly i only started considered designs JUST now 😭😭 i have a somewhat good idea for shamura and heket and maybe kallamar ... but i just . Man thats gotta hurt if leshy takes blood from a follower at this point hes just gonna bite off their head ???

[schlock-luster-video]

On March 31, 2000, Coven was screened at the Wisconsin Film Festival.

Here's some new Mark Borchardt art!

[thesorceresstemple]

[euphorial-docx]

most of us know i think pandora would be wiccan in modern/non-magical au’s. but i also think lily would be too.