#witch eleven

[eleanorroseaxoxo]

The Witch & The Siphoner

"It's pretty straight forward." El explains to Will, focusing on the candle. "Feel the energy around you, the elements, and push all of that into the candle."

"I've tried this a million times El, it just doesn't work for me." Will sighs.

El smiles at her 'brother'. "You just haven't had a good teacher. Watch"

Eleven looks directly at the candle, holding her hand out. "Phasmatos Incendia." With those two words, the candle is lit. "See, it's the easiest spell out there."

"El, i just-"

Eleven blows out the candle before standing next to Will. "I believe in you, Will." Eleven assures him. "Just do what I said, siphon the magic off me, then drive all of that energy into lighting that candle, okay?"

Will still appears to be unconfident with himself, doubting himself that he won't be able to light the stupid character.

"I'll try, but I don't know if it will work."

"That's all i ask."

Eleven holds out her hand for Will to take, and he does, draining her magic ever so slightly. He eventually let's go of her hand and does as he's been told, driving all of his energy into lighting that candle.

"Phasmatos Incendia." Nothing happens, as expected.

"Try again, really focus this time."

"Phasmatos Incendia." Still nothing.

Eleven sighs. "Try visioning it, see the candle lighting."

"El-"

"This is the last time, just trust me, please."

Will nods, determined. This time, he has full confidence in himself, he believes in himself and El's words.

"Phasmatos Incendia!"

To Will's surprise, the candle actually lights.

"You did it!" Eleven laughs.

"I did?" Will gasps, stunned by the fact that he actually performed a sucssessful spell.

"I knew you could!" El exclaims as she hugs her brother.

Something tells El that one day, 'Will The Wise' will be just as powerful as she is, one day.

[kapane-luyeshu]

i'm a little late for the halloween spirit (college sucks) but I had a lil idea I wanted to sketch out, hope you guys like it! full version of the main

[axinite25]

I love the "restrained character finally releases their full power" trope so much i stg

[nitewrighter]

I'm new to tumblr and don't really know how to do these ask things but can i request more shippy interactions? i really like how you write them

Oh thanks!! You didn't really specify a ship so I'm just gonna go hodgepodge here :)

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Zenyatta: Lúcio, I was delighted to hear omnicode on your most EP.

Lúcio: I've been listening to DJ Moog Phatty for a long time, it was an honor to finally collab with her!

Zenyatta: Indeed, and the lyrics leave quite an impression...

Lúcio: *short laugh* Uh, what do you mean? What lyrics?

Zenyatta: ...do you not know what she was saying?

Lúcio: I thought it was just, like... feedback beatboxing?

Zenyatta: *clearly embarrassed now* Oh... oh my....

Lúcio: Wait, what's she saying on the track!?

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Mei: ...so if we have a liter of water and a liter of ice...

Zarya: *slowly* The water will weigh more... because... it is denser?

Mei: Right! The hydrogen bonds between the H20 molecules in a solid form create a larger space between them in a hexagonal formation! That's why ice floats, and that's also why snowflakes all have six sides or points! *pause* Sorry, I forgot what your original question was.

Zarya: ...I, too, have forgotten.

Mei: Sorry, sometimes I get excited and--uhm...

Zarya: It is fine. I like hearing you talk.

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[If Symmetra has her Gardener skin equipped]

Pharah: Didn't take you for the type to get her hands dirty~.

Symmetra: You'll find I'm capable of many things.

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Ana: I shouldn't be nanoboosting you all the time, Reinhardt. I don't know if your heart can take it.

Reinhardt: Ana, the one thing my heart couldn't take, is you nano-boosting another.

Ana: *scoff* Melodramatic old fool...

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[During setup on Eichenwalde if Genji has his royal guard skin equipped and Mercy has her witch or mage skin equipped]

Genji: Be on the lookout, ma'am. There have been reports of fell witchcraft in the area. Evil sorcerers could be anywhere...

Mercy: Oh my! I'm so glad I have a strapping kingdom guard to protect me!

[starliteonearth]

Hands down the biggest fumble of What If season 2 was not letting it be Wanda who teamed with Kahhori to fight Supreme Strange instead. Not only would it have been a cool twisted reversal of Multiverse of Madness, we could've also gotten the magic showdown of the century between two of the most powerful beings in the multiverse. Like they would've ate so bad.

[basicallyanotherwitchesthing]

Seventeen/Guide to Fortune Telling, magazine booklet, n.17, Triangle Publications, 1968

[hormonecyborg]

finally got my hands on a wfm display base but because i'm a morally good person i have flatly refused to buy two of them. yet.

[lyokorae14]

FINAL shot of The Party from the Stranger Things Monster AU! Since this is done, I'll be doing other art/ fan art not from this AU. However, I'm planning on returning this for The Teens (or Spicy Six as everyone else calls them), once I figure out what monsters some of them are. Would anyone be interested in that?

(BTW Steve, Eddie, and Argyle are the characters I'm stuck on lol)

Here's the link to the previous post of Werewolf Will, and all the other characters' portraits.

[thenatashamaximoff]

The Last Day Of Christmas; Day 11

Summary: On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...

Pairing: Wanda x Reader

List of warnings could be found on the masterlist

Words: 1,685

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December 24th, 2022 (Present Day) “Hex.” She grumbled an incoherent response, her eyes closed as she fought against your gentle shaking. You grinned widely, glancing at the time for a brief second. “Hex, wake up. It’s Christmas Eve!” You shook her once more, pulling back when her hands flew up to shove you away. You laughed softly, listening to her sigh heavily as she mumbled a response. “Love, I have to give you your present now, but I need you to be conscious.”

“I’m awake.” She breathed out, slowly readjusting herself so she was laying on her back. She reached out for you, and it was an instinct to meet her hand as you moved to sit down beside her. “You’re going on your mission?”

“Yes, my baby,” you answered, bringing her hand against your mouth as your thumb ran along her knuckles. “You got your thing with Tony and Bruce later and I got my thing with Nat and Clint now.” You pressed a soft, warm kiss against her hand before releasing it and standing up. “I have to go, but I won’t be back until tomorrow. I do have time to give you your present of the day real quick.” You disappeared into the closet for a moment, moving things around and giving her a second to fully wake up before returning to her.

Wanda sat up, rubbing her hands over her face as you presented her with another gift-wrapped box. “One more day after this one,” she said as she accepted the present. “You better not do this next year, Y/N.”

You laughed as you sat back down, shaking your head while she looked down at the gift. “I can promise you that this won’t happen next year.” When she eyed you warily, you placed a hand over your heart and your other hand in the air almost instantly. She breathed out a tired chuckle, returning to the present in her hand. You watched as she unwrapped it, biting your bottom lip in anticipation as you smiled widely at her. 

She blinked with uncertainty, seemingly trying to process what exactly the present was. Two bracelets that held similarities to something you’d wear to keep track of your health. A light red colored her cheeks when you chuckled softly at her confusion. 

“They’re touch bracelets,” you explained, smirking at her as she took one of the devices into her hand. “It syncs to your phone and you can use morse code to send messages. Then they’ll vibrate.” You shyly averted your gaze when she looked towards you, staring at the single bracelet left in the box as embarrassment colored your features. You cleared your throat, pursing your lips together. “They’re not the best gift, but-”

“Be together, even when you’re apart.” Your eyes snapped onto hers almost instantly, a wide smile brightening your face as she laughed warmly. “It’ll make it easier for me to tell you I miss you during missions.” But the happiness that had made its home in the room quickly evacuated when your grin slowly faded away. Her heart lurched forward, her hand instantly going up to rest against your cheek, but your frown only deepened as you leaned into her touch. “What’s wrong, love?”

“The reason I got these,” you started slowly, reaching for the second bracelet. Wanda sighed, swiping smooth, gentle circles across your cheek with her thumb.

“I know.” She nodded as you looked back up at her, a sad glint shimmering in her eyes. “I remember.” Her hand left your face to reach for your hand, intertwining your fingers between hers. “But that was a long time ago, baby.”

“It doesn’t feel that long,” you confessed softly, shaking your head. “It feels as if it was just yesterday.”

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June 8th, 2021 She hasn’t messaged. She hasn’t called. Four hours. Five hours. Six. You were sitting at the front door for seven. Staring at your phone for eight. Nine hours. Ten. You felt nauseous at eleven. You left a voicemail at twelve. Thirteen hours. Fourteen hours. Fifteen. Your phone finally rang at sixteen. You left the house at sixteen.

“Y/N.” Their voice was just a noise in the background when you marched past them, eyes narrowed and focused as you made your way to the double doors, but a strong grip on your wrist prevented you from going any further. It was an instinct to thrash against whoever it was, desperate to get out of their hold, desperate to see her, but it was no use. Whoever held onto you, they weren’t letting go any time soon. You were forced to wait. You were forced to restart the clock.

Two hours. Three hours. Four. What was only five minutes turned to be five hours. Time dragged painfully slow for six. Seven hours. Eight hours. Nine. You were restless for ten. Your sense of time was off, has it only been one hour or eleven? Twelve hours. Thirteen. Fourteen. Your name was called at fifteen. You walked away at fifteen.

“Y/N.” She smiled at you weakly, her voice low and tired. You were quick to reach her, your heart thumping in your chest as you grabbed her hand gently. You pressed your lips against her forehead in a delicate kiss, and she leaned into it in a desperate attempt to make it last, but she was only left chasing after your lips. The pain coursing through her nerves forced her back into the bed while you fell to your knees next to the bed, your eyes filling with water as you pressed your lips to her knuckles, and her quiet, breathless chuckle pulled at your heart.

“I told Steve we should have more missions together,” you whispered into her hand, shaking your head as you breathed in shakily. “I could’ve prevented this.”

“I’m okay, lyubov.”

“You were shot, Wanda,” you stated in a normal voice, pulling away to meet her gaze, but your grip on her hand didn’t waver. “You were in surgery for fifteen hours. You could’ve...”

“It was two,” she assured, laughing lightly in hopes that it’ll get your mind off of the what if’s. You scoffed,  feeling your body slouch in defeat as you looked at her hand. She pursed her lips together, watching the sadness deepen on your face. “Baby-”

“You said goodbye.” Wanda could hear the sniffle, but she couldn’t see your eyes and that hurt her more than the fresh wound she was hospitalized for. “No more goodbyes.” You picked your head up to meet her gaze. She didn’t need to read your mind, all she needed was to look into your eyes to see that you were remembering, picturing her kissing your cheek, visualizing her smile as she whispered a goodbye into your ear, replaying her walking away from you. “I hate goodbyes.”

“What would we say then?” She smiled at you as you rested your chin against the mattress.

“Just kiss me before you leave,” you answered, mesmerized by your thumb tracing over her knuckles. She watched as a tear managed to escape your hold, sliding down your cheek and falling onto the blankets. “You have to kiss me.”

“I’ll kiss you,” she vowed, nodding despite you not looking at her. “I will always kiss you.” She smiled warmly as your eyes fluttered close, relishing the feel of her. And after a moment of enjoying each other’s company, settling down as you accepted the fact that she was indeed okay, she broke the silence. “How about ‘We’ll meet again.’?” You picked your head up, eyes opening to meet her vibrant green irises and brilliant smile. “It’s not goodbye.”

“It’s a promise.” A corner of your mouth tugged upwards, and the sadness written on your face gradually faded away as you sucked in a deep breath. You nodded, giving her hand a gentle squeeze as you climbed to your feet, leaning forward to press your lips into hers in a deep kiss that jumpstarted your heart.

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Present Day Wanda wiped the tears away from your cheeks as she brought your face in between her hands, forcing you to look at her. She ignored the red in your eyes, strained from the sadness you had placed in your mind, and smiled softly at you. “Don’t dwell on the past,” she claimed, running gentle, smooth circles against your cheeks. “It steals from the future.”

You sucked in a deep breath as you nodded against her hold, a small smile forming on your lips as you met her eyes. “You obviously can’t text during a mission,” you told her, feeling her hands pull away from your face as you looked down at the bracelets, “but these will allow you to do that.”

“We just need to learn morse code,” she added with a delicate laugh, watching your cheeks burn a light red while you shrugged sheepishly. “I’m sure Nat can teach us some simple phrases. Like” - she smiled widely, resting her arms on your shoulders and leaning close to you, feeling her heart leap in her chest when you looked back at her once more with a smile that caused her stomach to flutter - “‘I love you.’”

“‘Forever and always,’” you added, slowly closing the unnecessary space between you and her, but a loud chime radiating from your phone caused you to jump to your feet, breaking her hold on you as your eyes widened. “I am super late. Oh, god, they’re going to kill me.” you expressed with a heavy breath, shaking your head rapidly as you pocketed a bracelet. “I’ll be back home tomorrow, just in time for your final present, promise.” You started making your way to the door, stopping when you reached the archway as you turned around to look at her. “Merry Christmas Eve, Hex.” You sent her one last smile before leaving her alone to fiddle with her gift.

She opened her mouth, though her voice got caught in her throat when she realized that it was too late. She’d have to give you grief about not kissing her when she sees you again.

[lithiumcreepblog]

elmax week day 6: Burning Hearts

Salem, Massachusetts. The late 1600s. Maxine Mayfield & El Hopper are accused of witchcraft, for no reason other than being in love.

I have gone out, a possessed witch, haunting the black air, braver at night; dreaming evil, I have done my hitch over the plain houses, light by light: lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out of mind. A woman like that is not a woman, quite. I have been her kind.

I have found the warm caves in the woods, filled them with skillets, carvings, shelves, closets, silks, innumerable goods; fixed the suppers for the worms and the elves: whining, rearranging the disaligned. A woman like that is misunderstood. I have been her kind.

I have ridden in your cart, driver, waved my nude arms at villages going by, learning the last bright routes, survivor where your flames still bite my thigh and my ribs crack where your wheels wind. A woman like that is not ashamed to die. I have been her kind.

- Anne Sexton, Her Kind

(partly inspired by ‘fear street: 1666’, the short film ‘requiem’ and parts of ‘the crucible’)

[steddiehands86]

So all of October I had an idea that wouldn’t leave my mind. This is the second fusion I’ve ever done, and Hocus Pocus is so dear to my that I had to immediately open a doc and pour out my idea. I hope you guys enjoy, I’m going to be as consistent as possible with this, so even though its a Wip, it will be updated because I’m going to see this through. I’d love to hear your thoughts.

[vecna-is-here]

There is only one Witch King and his name is Jamie Campbell Bower

This one ↓, is a fraud

And not a soul on earth can change my mind.

[genshinincorrectquotes]

Signora: Thanks to your little gesture, she actually believes that the earth is full of people who, deep down, are filled with kindness and caring!

Scaramouche: Well that’s absurd. People are bastard-coated bastards with bastard filling.

Signora: Exactly!

[multixkellz]