#wild witch

[rulersreachf4n]

Does this mean Hunter’s gonna become a wild witch or at the very least study wild magic

Like he doesn’t have to have a bike sack/magic to become a wild witch. Luz doesn’t have a bike sack and she is a concerned a wild witch

[owlish-owlhouse]

Hi! If your asks are open, could you write Emperor Belos x reader? The reader is a wild witch who kept escaping his grasp, and he finally caught them! And when he does, a lot of tension cause they’re also his ex! Hurt/comfort with g/n pronouns pls! also don’t feel pressured to write this, it’s fine if you are busy! I just have a big crush on him:T Thanks and have a good day!^-^

Yandere asks where they kidnap their ex and it gets d a r k. Yes my shit!!!

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Belos stared at you in shock blue eyes studying you as if you were a ghost.

At first he thought you were just some random insurgent from the group that tried to assassinate him. But no, you were so much more. As you fought against him with tooth and nail, your boots splashing in the recent blood shed of your fellow rebels all ripped apart from his curse, Philip began to shake from excitement. His grip tightening on your arm as he refused to let go, refused to loose you again.

The torch light in the room flickered and staring into your eyes they were wild with that passion you held all those years ago. Burning with that fury you always carried deep inside you, that anger that fueled your magic. Somehow despite all the time that had passed you hadn't changed at all.

"Let go!" You order him hair flying in every direction as you thrash like a cadged bird who wanted to be free. The mask that had been on your face, hiding you from him and blending you in with all the others was now knocked to the tiled floor. It was cracked from the impact and stained with red and black. As he stared at the split peices covered in his ooze his gaze snapped back to you. He'd almost killed you all because he had no idea. All because you had no idea.

He rips off his own mask tossing it as far as it'd go and as your eyes meet his, he knows he looks different but he's sure you'll figure it out. Blonde or brown hair, beard or shaved face, bright blue eyes, he was still the same. And after all he fell for your clever and cunning mind not your looks. Though staring at you intensely your looks certainly helped.

He searches your eyes for recognition and eventually when tears fill them and you shake your head he knows you know. It didn't matter how much time has passed, he hadn't changed much either. Whether you wanted to accept it or not it was him.

And here trapped in his throne room away from prying eyes he would remind you of your place and exactly where you belonged. With him.

"Hello love." He hisses into your ear and you begin to tremble in his grip. You shake your head no, weak sobs escaping your throat as the tears build up. Both at the revelation you just discovered and the carnage you'd witnessed by his hand.

"... Ph-philip? Phillip?" You stutter out through your gasping and he chuckles. Oh how he missed you saying his name. He can't believe the immortality spell he found before the wretched carvings worked on you. That you were still here. He assumed you had left this plain of existence long ago. You both had so much to catch up on.

As a hand goes over your hair petting you tenderly, tears streaked down your cheek. You looked so pretty even in this state. With your messy hair, spilled blood, tears, and ash smeared across your face. "No. No that's impossible!" You screech and the smirk that grows on his face from watching you realize who he really was makes his heart thrum with joy. He had to kill Philip with wild Magic and create Belos from his ashes to gain the power he now held, but he never stopped searching for you as he built his empire. He never lost hope that you were still in love with the strange but endearing foreigner with nothing that he'd once been. That his plan had worked and it had, you were here! "Let go of me! Let go!" You demand but his grip simply tightens, both hands latching around your arms as he stares at you, a large smiling growing on his face at having you here.

"Hello (Y/N)." He tries again but you continue to thrash despite knowing it's him.

"No! NO!" You close your eyes refusing to believe the scholar you once loved and this murderous Emperor were one in the same but that was all apart of the fun. Yes his appearance had changed over the years but he hadn't changed at all. His plans were still the same and despite your interference you would not stop him. Infact your original meeting when he stumbled into this world with his brother and showing them your spell circles is what made him discover the glyphs which eventually gave him the power to rise to where he was now.

"Yes." He responds cruely before smashing his lips to yours. Fighting back and trying to claw at him, he simply pulls your hands down forcing you closer, forcing your body flush against his. Eventually he pulls back to breathe but before you can catch your own breath or come out of the daze he kisses you once more stealing your protests away. More teeth and tongue than kiss he doesn't care, he wants all of you, no matter the cost.

He'd waited long enough.

"Stop!" You gasp in protest as his hands grip you tight but he ignores you.

He hated witches. Loathed them and only wanted their painful demise and extinction. But you? You he'd spare. After all it was because of you he got the power to be where he was. Because of you he'd do what every witch hunter dreams of. One survivor surely wasn't so much to ask for after killing thousands more.

"Oh my empress how I missed you." He snarls eyes just as wild as yours as he stares at you with a look only a mad man could possess. You pull away as much as you can but it's useless.

He will never let you go.

[hippywitchgf]

[greenlightbulbonawire]

Scars (golden guard x reader)

word count: 1206 estimate of reading time: 4 minutes

-you and Hunter talk about your scars 

-AU: In King’s tide they won over Belos without the Collector and now (near future) Hunter goes to Hexide and does normal kid stuff

-tw: description of scars (obviously) and injuries, very slight swearing, mentions of sh, abuse

-don’t be scared to correct any gramatic mistakes

-requests are open

-also this episode >>>

Admiring the beautiful sky the sunset brought through leaves on a tree you sat in you bit down into an apple the human got you. Then, disturbing your peace, someone tried to climb up to you, but instead of actually climbing the tree they just fell. 

,,Ugh, stupid tree.”  A familiar voice said and kicked into the tree. ,,Hey Hunter.” You said from the tree. ,,Y/n! Hi.” You bit down into the apple and held it with your teeth. 

Then you jumped. Midair you caught a branch. You swung on it to another branch. When your feet touched another branch, you bounced off it and make flip backwards. Landing only few inches from his face, you smirked at his suprised expression. 

He took a few steps backwards to create some space between you and him. You noticed he had a mask covering the bottom half of his face on. ,,Still wearing that mask yea?” He broke your eye contact and looked to the ground. ,,Yea.” You swung your arm around his shoulders and started leading him towards a small grass patch that was lit up by the fading sunlight. 

You sat down and gestured for him to do the same. He sat next to you and started fidgeting with his gloved hands. From your back pocket you pulled out a little blue ball. ,,Take this instead, whenever you feel anxios, nervous or shit like that squeeze it.” He acepted it and started playing with it. You layed down and looked up to the gap between treetop at the clouds passing by. 

,,You know what? I get it, the covering your scars thing. I used to do it too. But there’s nothing to be ashamed of.” You turned to the sitting boy next to you. ,,The way I see it now is that each one of your scars tells a story of what you overcame, went through or accomplished in your life. You want me to tell you some of mine?” He slowly turned to you and you sat up to face him. When you lifted your shirt up a bit you revealed a big scar going from your belly button to your back. 

,,You have scars?” He asked suprised. ,,Hell yea I do, I was a wild witch in the end.” You smiled at him. ,,Oh yea, I forgot.” He nervously scratched the back of his neck. ,,You see, this one is when one of my spells didn’t quite do what I wanted it to do so instead of slowly bringing myself up to a tree I shot myself up and I got this from a branch that as in my way.” You got back to your storytelling and Hunter carefully listened to every word you say. ,,Or or, this one!” You layed your leg in front of him and turned it a bit to shiw him a bite mark. ,,This one I got from a unicorn. It was chasing me for some goldberries in my backpack.”

 And you talked and talked, showing him a scars from different body parts. Small ones and big ones. Deep ones and just some light ones. And he admired how not fased you were by them and how unconserned you were whent talking about them. You showed him your open palms with many slashes in every direction that decorated them. ,,There bad boys I got when I managed to bury myself alive in some forgotten old mines.” 

He couldn’t believe that you also had gone through things like that at a yound age. He thought he was the only one but there you sat, with a million stories to tell and a million sars to prove it. Then he took your hands to look closely at your palms but in the corner of his eye he noticed something different, something way too organised for it to be an accident. 

Cuts in one row next to each other little above your wrist. ,,And this? How’d you got this?” He asked, reffering to the cuts. ,,Oh these are hand made.” He looked at you confudes. ,,By who?” You smacked your lips. ,,By me.” He sighed and let go of your hands. ,,Why would you give scars to yourself?” You shrugged. ,,I had some dark times.” ,,Dark to the point of hurting yourself?” You slowely nodded and layed back down, your arm in th earm and you looked at your palms. ,,Let’s just say that my family wasn’t very fond of little wild witch Y/n and they kicked me out and I took it out on th eonly person I could, and that was me.”  

Hunter closed his eyes, for a moment only listening to the sound of the forest. Then he hesitantly took of his mask. You sat up to face him so you could get a good view at his face. He had a scar from his cheek bone and across his cheek. He pointed to it and started talking, which revealed his, totally adorable, tooth gap. 

,,This one I got from uncle for not beating a scout on a duel when I was the golden guard.” He then turend his head to reveal his ear with a piece missing. ,,This I also got from Belos, when I talked back.” And after one long look at his gloved hands, he got the courage to slide the gloves off. ,,And these,” he offered his scarred hands to you ,,these were each one for doing something, even if a little bit, wrong.” 

When he finished you didn’t know what to do and your intrusive thoughts took over and you kissed his hands. But you didn’t stop at one kiss, you kissed each and every scar that he had. And when you ran out of scars to kiss on his arms, you moved onto his ear and than on the scar on his cheek. Hunter, as red as he could possibly be just satred, eyes wide, somewhere in the distance. 

You returned to your sitting spot and let go of his hands. The little flustered boy somehow managed to gather himself and look at you. 

,,Hunter, your scares are beautifull.” You got out of yourself after an awkward minute of staring at each other. ,,Do you mean that?” You aggresively nodded. ,,Of course! I wouldn’t say it if it weren’t the truth.” 

He didn’t fully believe you, but you hed never lied to him before. He just softly smiled and touched the scar on his cheek, now more sure of your answer. ,,Well than, I guess I don’t need this anymore!” He stood up and took his mask of the floor and threw it as far as he could. He laughed and yelled in victory. When he calmed down a bit he turned to sitting you and embraced you in tight hug.

 ,,Thank you.” He whispered in your ear, which for change made you light up with a slight shade of pink. He then started to giggle, and not in the normal way, more like in the ‘I’m planning something’ way. And then all you remembered were his soft lips pressed against yours and his tight hug dissapear. 

He just left you there in a blushing mess while giggling even more and running away.

[realifezompire]

Oh! Oh! You abuse the nephew! You commit the genocide! I can no longer thrive in Bones Borough! I am taking Hunter and running away like a wild witch! Jail for Belos! Jail for 1000 years!

[cute-kawaii-gamer]

AU in which after HOLLOW MIND Hunter went and became a Wild Witch rebel.

Going against the emperor coven every time he can...

[lightofthemagdalene]

Week one of black raspberries is coming to a close! Five weeks to go if we’re lucky! The elderflowers are starting to shed, and the gooseberries are slowly but surely ripening for us to look forward to!

Black raspberries are an excellent source of vitamin C and have more antioxidants than blueberries! There’s even been some indication of them reducing the risk of colon cancer.

The raspberry leaf is also a diverse and useful part! Magically they are also useful to represent things such as healing and protection, and medicinally they can be used in teas to assist in the treatment of things such as cardiovascular disorders, intestinal distress, or uterine/menstrual discomfort and irregularities!

From a magical perspective black raspberries (like standard raspberries) are useful for spells focusing on healing, protection, wealth, and prosperity. I wouldn’t use these as a key feature in anything romantic (as I might with red raspberries), but when it comes to health related witchcraft I would absolutely choose these over their red cousins! Taking their strong dark hue into account these berries can also serve as a yummy energetically neutralizing agent in any spell structure. I also find they make excellent offerings for any land based spirit or deity! Additionally, if you work with a sovereignty deity and live somewhere where these are native I highly recommend trying them out as an offering!

Things black raspberries can be used for: syrups, ice cream, cookies, cake, cake or pie filling, juices, jams, and so much more! Keep in mind these have a much higher seed to flesh ratio, so they will leave a lot of seeds in anything they’re left whole in!

Something to consider when enjoying any variety of raspberry is the concept of patience. Of long term development and growth. A first year raspberry cane produces no flowers or fruit, it simply exists to grow as tall as it can and help absorb nutrients to strengthen its roots and structure so that it can produce fruit in the following year. That tasty little berry took a long time getting itself ready so it could develop just right, and that’s something we can take into account when serving, cooking, or otherwise utilizing these happy lil friends in any form of craft.

[fungus-and-bone]

I love observing the wasps in my back shed. Usually, I knock down their nests once winter comes and they’ve retreated into the ground to hibernate, and I get to watch them rebuild from scratch every spring. Last year, I forgot to knock down the nests. This spring, I noticed they had moved into the two large old nests side by side and were laying eggs in both. Now, it seems they are all in a single nest. I don’t know if they fought for territory or decided to be roomies, but I found the whole ordeal very interesting.

I like my wasps. My mom hates them and tells me to spray the nests and take them down, but I refuse. They’re not aggressive, they don’t bother us, and they keep the overwhelming mosquito population down. Right now, their nest is full of eggs, and it’s so exciting to see. I hope to see them in their larval stage once they hatch, and then full grown paper wasps!

Picture under the cut.

I didn’t want to get so close that they felt threatened, so I used my camera’s zoom, so the picture isn’t great.

[sorryiwasasleep]

Do glyphs counteract the coven sigils? Like the sigils lock away all other forms of magic, but would a witch with a sigil be able to get around that using glyph combos?

[critical-quoter]

[flowerpatchedheart]

Escapism tendencies

[clariavatar]

Bush walking.

[offbrandnatureink]

Is it just me or does the Emperor’s Coven from Owl House and the Children of the Light/Whitecloaks from Wheel of Time have the same vibe? White and gold color scheme, manipulative, bad religion, antagonistic, witch hunters. How did that happen???

[hippywitchgf]

I’m back again ✨ meet my two friends who’ve been visiting me every morning. I’ve named them Pip and Enzo for now

[lewdlucidity]

The storms around here have been intense.

On a bike ride Sunday I was lucky enough to come across a beautiful cedar which had been blown down the previous night. It fell between two houses and had completely blocked the street, yet had not damaged a single thing. By my estimation it was around 75-80 feet tall. When it fell, it cracked in two uneven halves in the street. I stood there for several minutes, breathing in the tang of its oils and touching the inner rings of the great giant. I thanked them for their oxygen, their knowledge, those countless nameless graces trees give us.

Cedars can live to be over 1000 years old. They are associated with wisdom, protection, and strength.

I am doing my best to honor this offering. I started by crafting a couple of large wreaths, and gave one to our next door neighbors to thank them for repairing part of our fence that had also been felled by the wind. I hope it will bring peace and protection to their home, but at a bare minimum it's lovely and it smells nice.

Today I am harvesting as much of the greenery as I can to dry and use for ritual work, and working with the pliable woody portions. What a beautiful blessing to begin the year 🖤🌲

[realifezompire]

He does a little lying. For fun.

By u/goblinfeller