#wizarding wand

[dcxdpdabbles]

Danny: Welcome to Danny's comics, how can I help you?

Damian: I require the assistance of SpaceGhost. That is his handle for an online Catacomb Master profile. The web page said he could be found here

Danny: That's me. You're a bit young to be into the Wizards and Wands fanclub, though.

Damian: I am not part of that ridiculous club. My elder brother, Timothy, on the other hand, is a fool enough to dress like a wizard and fight imaginary dragons on a weekend.

Danny: Ah. That makes sense. So what can I help you with, buddy?

Damian: I am not your friend. I am barely a acquaintance.

Danny: dully noted

Damian: I've come to request your presence on July 19th for a private in person session for Timothy.

Danny: Um, I don't know. I would have to close the comic book store and-

Damian: I shall pay you twenty thousand dollars. I have ten of it now. Cash. *slaps open suitcase on counter*

Danny: Count me in! What's the address?

The night of Tim's Birthday

Damian: I have purchased Timothy a private entertainer for his birthday, as requested, Stephanie. He is in there now setting up, so it is best we do not enter until the session is over

Steph: Leaping Lizards Batman, I was joking about the stripper!

Damian: *slow blink* I was supposed to get a exotic dancer?

Steph: Wait, if it wasn't a stripper what did you hire for Tim?

Tim running past dressed like a wizard of old: THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE. SPACEGHOST IS MY IDOL

Damian: I read his diary and found multiple hearts around his Catacomb Master handle name. Timothy has been obsessed with his online videos since before learning of Father's second identity.

Steph: This is somehow worse than a twelve year old booking a stripper.

[deermouth]

transparent little guy trying not to have a panic attack, for all your transparent-little-guy-trying-not-to-have-a-panic-attack needs (??)

[oldschoolfrp]

Orbs, candles, snakes, miscellaneous body parts -- I should tidy my desk more often (Nicholas Bibby, White Dwarf 38, February 1983)

[pond-of-koi]

Mmmm magic..

[js-dragonart]

Dragonnapped. My first team black centered comic.

Another one for Clinton Liberty (Addam of hull) who's just one of the most wholesome human beings on this planet, super kind and respectful to fans and loves to share memes and fanarts. Honestly, protect this man at all costs, his instagram community is what fandom should be all about. Just good vibes.

He even posted this on his own instagram page and yeah if I didn't have a Karen neighbour living next door I'd probably be screaming.

[gavamont]

A wizard where the magic wand is just a DS stylus and they can summon anything drawn in pictochat.

[bonegloss]

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[scrapsovereign]

“I Have Standards”: A Choose Your Own Adventure Smut Fic

Description: NSFW. Astarion rejects you after defeating the Goblin Camp, so you seek out a certain wizard to make him realize what he's missing out on...

Pairings: Astarion x F!Tav, Gale x F!Tav, Astarion x Gale x F!Tav

Trigger warnings/tags: Jealous Astarion

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“I’m flattered, but I think not. It’s not you, you understand, it’s me. I have standards,” Astarion professes with a hand flounced over his chest, smiling condescendingly at you.

Your fingers drum the side of the wine bottle you hold in your hands, the alcohol easing the pang of rejection you feel…and loosening your lips for what’s on your mind.

“You have standards, I’ll give you that, but the bar isn’t what you think it is,” you take another drink of your courage juice, Astarion’s scrunched face of disapproval glaring at you for how you’ve just negged him.

“Really now? Go on then, explain yourself- I do so love it when I’m informed of how I’m feeling,” he sneers, teeth on display that were just latched on the side of your neck last night.

You shotgun the rest of the drink.

Here we go.

“For the last few centuries you were compelled to take victims to bed for Cazador. For as long as we’ve been out here, you’ve been free of that compulsion,” you explain, watching Astarion’s face soften, his gorgeous crimson eyes go wide. “You haven’t had a choice for so long, you don’t know what you want…that is, except for my blood.”

You continue before he can get a word in edgewise, praying the wine will help you eloquently channel this next spicy bit. “I know how hard you get when you drink from me, I can hear your little whimpers of pleasure, I can see your pants darkened with your pre-spill when you leave my tent.”

Astarion’s lips are parted in slack- jawed disbelief, his undead body forgetting to remember it’s supposed to look like he’s breathing.

“You’re ashamed of it and you don’t know if the desire you’re feeling is real, that’s why you haven’t made any moves on me. You’ll sneak off to take care of it yourself. Just like last night after you were done feeding on me. I could hear you whispering my name in your tent and the sounds of you stroking yourself-“

“I’ve heard quite enough,” he snaps, leaning in towards you. “Speaking of arousal, I can smell yours right now. Does humiliating me get you off?”

You shake your head, ignoring the dagger of his words piercing your heart. “It doesn’t, but knowing what my blood does to you makes me want you in the worst way.”

“But! Seeing as how you’re not interested, and talking about this has made me incredibly horny, I’m gonna go talk to Gale! See what else that mouth of his is good for besides yapping,” you press the empty bottle into a stunned Astarion’s hands, flipping your hair over your shoulder as you walk away.

You make your way over to Gale, feeling Astarion’s gaze burn holes in your back. You put on a bit of a show for him, swaying your hips as your saunter over to the wizard.

You know Gale wants you. He’d done sweet little things here and there to win your affection, preen and blush with your praise, bubble over with gratitude when you gave him items for his orb. It was when you saw his innermost, filthiest imaginings while you connected in the weave when you truly realized that the orb wasn’t the only part of him that was hungry.

“It’s beautiful tonight, wouldn’t you say? The party’s rather nice too,” you purr out, amused as Gale nearly does a spit take from your forward flirtations.

“Well, erhm, I don’t fault you for thinking so, seeing as I’m quite the handsome devil,” Gale smirks, his insecurities drowned by your flattering words. You can’t help but agree. He’s pretty in a way that’s different from Astarion, and you’re more than into it.

“Gale, I’m going to be blunt with you. I came over here so that I could stroke more than your ego,” you say with a bored tone, discreetly palming the wand between his legs.

“And while I…I would be…I want to, but I fear the orb,” he sputters as you stroke him, feeling his surprisingly large cock inflate underneath your hands.

You look over your shoulder to see Astarion still watching you. To say he doesn’t look happy is a grand understatement.

Good.

You angle yourself so that Astarion can see when you touch your lips to Gale’s, when you lick at the wizard’s quivering lips and he allows you entry, when your tongues glide together languidly and he melts into the kiss.

“I want you,” you whisper against Gale’s lips, earning a little needy whine from the back of his throat in reply. You massage the erection that kicks against your hand, tenderly cupping the side of his face with the other as you slowly, sensually, move your lips against his.

“I want you too,” he swallows thickly, “Shall we continue in the privacy of my temporary abode? While the others are making merry and none the wiser?” He says quietly, his flushed lips inches away from yours.

You hook your fingers underneath his belt, a gesture that can only mean a vehement yes as you drag him into his tent. You look back again to see Astarion’s furious eyes tracking you, faintly glowing a dangerous shade of red as you dip into the darkness and disappear.

(Enter Gale's Tent)

[sexymoonmansslut]

them :,(

i had to do THE scene.

i couldn’t help it ok im weak for them

[serpentsillusion]

You guys I finally finished my hand painted replica wands for Hogwarts Legacy!! 3D prints by CustomMadeFast.com, stand from Temu.

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Ominis Gaunt

Jessica Burke (my MC)

Sebastian Sallow

I could not be MORE in love with how they turned out and this is my first time painting anything! What do you guys think?? 😭✨

Brb. Gonna cry.

[samarajethwa]

Beach Wizard 🏖️ prints available, link in bio 🪄🌟

[apicelladonna]

The Dumbledore siblings had one sibling to attend all of their funerals, one sibling attended none, and one sibling will have none of them both at his final breath.

[starhunter21]

Vermithor just wanted somebody to match his freak and I respect that

[fairycloth]

Earth Wizard 🌱

[hollowed-theory-hall]

How the Elder Wand Choses its Master

So, this is a short theory, but it is an interesting one and I kinda wanna make note of it anyways. And that is:

I don't think the Elder Wand allegiance works the way we're told.

To clarify, I don't think the Elder Wand passes to whoever defeats its master. I have a few reasons to think that, and I'll cover them here.

Firstly, it doesn't make sense. Like, the legend of the Elder Wand is that it's udefeatable. An unbeatable wand whose wielder can never lose. Except, the wielder does lose, and often. It's how the ownership supposedly transfers from one master to another. We're told Dumbledore won the Elder Wand when he defeated Grindlewald in a duel. We see Draco win its allegiance when he disarms Dumbledore.

It just doesn't make sense for both legends to exist simultaneously. How can an unbeatable wand be won in a duel? The whole point is that it's impossible to win against it.

Secondly, its allegiance clearly doesn't work the way the legend says it does. So, if we look at the ending of the books, as an example, Dumbledore was the master of the Elder Wand, and then Draco disarmed him, becoming the master. Harry disarmed Draco from a different wand and became the master like that. Then Voldemort kills Harry in the forest, but Harry is still the master of the Elder Wand?

I mean, Voldemort killed Snape to become the master of the Elder Wand (when he thought Snape was the master), but when he killed Harry, it didn't help him. So killing Snape was useless?

Like, we outright see that defeating the master doesn't make you the master when Voldemort kills Harry.

(And if it was because Harry threw the fight, then Draco shouldn't have become the master after Dumbledore because Dumbledore didn't fight Draco by choice)

So what does? How does the allegiance change?

Well, Ollivanders tells us exactly how: "the wand chooses the wizard"

This is just as true for the Elder Wand as any other wand.

What I think the Elder Wand does is that it chooses its wizard. Essentially, in a duel where one wizard has the Elder Wand, the Elder Wand chooses its preferred owner and then chooses who wins. If it wants its current master to win, it's unbeatable. If the wand decides it wants the opponent, though, it chooses who it wants to madter it and throws the fights it's in.

It's why Dumbledore defeated Grindlewald and won its allegiance — the Wand chose Dumbledore.

It's why killing Harry in the forest didn't make Voldemort the master of the Elder Wand — the Wand already chose Harry, so Voldemort was never it's master. It's possible Draco was never the Elder Wand's master either and that it was Harry since the moment Dumbledore died, we can't tell for sure.

So that's it, kind of a short theory, but one I find interesting nonetheless.

[chelseajackarmy]