better than all the other councils || we are a bunch of magical wizard clones all leading a singular council || they/them plural cause there's a lot of us here
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"Amulets shouldn't seeth with rage" "jewelry actually should not talk at ALL" quit being such a fucking hater oh my god
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bro how high did I get there's straight up just a rock in my purse???

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There is still time by @/luvnotee
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Enchant penis?
Your penis has been inflicted with Curse of Vanishing. Never ask me for anything again.
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I wanted to draw a work from home wizard. I drew a work from home wizard.
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broooo did you seriously disturb my eternal rest & bring me back to this mortal coil just because my ancient enemy the eternal night has returned? after i sealed it away and everything? which one of you tampered with my binding runes 🙄
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[stumbling out of the wizard’s tower wearing five cursed amulets] dude it’s chill i’m still ok to fly the dragon
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You might think "Oh I can just fight my way through the Dark Lord's skeleton army, skeletons are really weak and fragile" but dude, he's got so many skeletons, dude.
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"Amulets shouldn't seeth with rage" "jewelry actually should not talk at ALL" quit being such a fucking hater oh my god
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so the cursed sword has been making a lot of sense lately
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okay, hold on, time out. that’s not fair. if they’re allowed to shoot energy beams using the power of friendship, i should be able to summon a monster using the power of divorce
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ideal ways for me to die
1. old age, peacefully in my sleep
2. after a long and illustrious career i am at a rooftop gala hosted in my honor. i am wearing a beautiful gown, holding a glass of red wine, standing by the railing. a scorned lover approaches and, after a passionate spat, they push me over the edge of the building. the wine glass goes flying, splattering their outfit in red as a visual metaphor for the blood on their hands. as i descend my gown flies around me like two beautiful wings, a bird in flight. a photographer on the street manages to take a photo before i hit the ground and that photo wins the pulitzer. a new york times think piece is released regarding whether or not it's moral to profit off a photo of someone's death. the think piece also wins a pulitzer.
3. sex accident.
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the first rule necromancy is have fun and be yourself <|:^)
second rule is if the black candle goes out your mind is lost in a dimension of fog forever
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