#Forbidden Magic

[starsheild]

Forbidden Magic- Hope

Prowl’s helm was still swimming in confusion as he hauled away from his audience, presentation? To the high priest. Very little of what had been said had made any sort of sense to him. He had heard stories that spoke of how witches were regarded in other states, but he had always thought that they must be some sort of sparkling tale. Surely the tales of place where they were actually respected, even honored, had to be exaggertions.

But the hunter had made it seem as though this were not the case. And if this was so, was the high priest of Praxus so set on eliminating them even beyond the bounds of Praxus? Wasn’t enough to chase them out of his own place of power?

While the guards were not exactly gentle with him, Prowl realized that they seemed to be taking care to now injure him as they bustled him along. He was also surprised as he realized that instead of going down, as he assumed they would be towards some sort of holding cell or dungeon, they were actually going up levels, and the routes they were taking were back halls.

Finally they brought him to a rather plain looking door. Though when they pushed it open Prowl discovered that what lay on the other side was anything but plain. The quarters were not ostentatious, but they were lavious and luxurious. They looked like something that had come out of one of those other tales that Prowl had heard as a sparkling when they spoke of noble mansions and royal palaces.

Two more mecha appeared as though from nowhere, moving so silently that Prowl actually saw them before he sensed them. They said nothing as they took him from the guards. It did not escape Prowl how quickly the guards retreated as soon as they had handed over their charge, the door closing quietly behind.

He opened his mouth to ask questions, and froze as he found himself looking into the optics of the two. While at first glance they appeared normal, when he looked again he found them as cold as Lifespark’s, if not quite as deep. Any questions he might have had died on his glossa, and even though fear welled up in his spark and screamed at him to flee, he felt as though his frame was no longer under his control as he was steered deeper into the chambers

Another door, and then another, and another, and then- a room that was so stark it was startling in contrast to the one they had just left. Cages lined the back of what appeared to be a laboratory, It was to one of these that Prowl found himself deposited, restrained so that he could barely move and left without a sound.

It was not until the door closed again that Prowl actually heard another sound. A sound that tore at his spark in it’s familiarity.

Despair, followed by weeping.

Prowl forced his helm around until he was looking into a pair of familiar green optics. Optics that he had not seen in vorns except in dreams and memories, framed by dull but familiar faceplates. Even stripped down to bare protoform as she was, Prowl knew her.

“Originator.”

“Prowl.” The voice was soft and raspy, whether from abuse or disuse Prowl could not determine, but it was still clearly his originators voice. “Prayed non-stop that you had far enough, hidden wll enough, that they would never find you. But it seems as though Alchemist has abandoned us.”

“It was you who always encouraged us to hope and be strong, Originator.” Prowl countered gently, his spark breaking at seeing her so. “Do not give up just yet.”

“Those who come here do not leave alive.” Soarings green optics traveled along the line of cages, then over to the wall where the lights hung. Prowl’s optics followed, and only then did he actually process what she intended for him to notice.

He was thankful there was nothing in his tank to purge as he realized that the crystal lantern that lit the room were not merely functional pieces. Each one was a spark chamber, suspended from wall or ceiling, and there were hundreds.

Those who come here do not leave alive…

How many of their kind had met their fates in this very chamber?

With a deep vent Prowl dimmed his optics and focused inward, to his own spark. After a klik he found the links he sought, faint as they were for the distance between them. The whisper of Bluestreak, his creation by adoption, and the stronger light that was Smokescreen, creation borne of his own spark. They lived. Smokescreen was brave, smart, and resilient. He would not give up. So Prowl would continue to hope. He might not be able to tell her, but he would be a light for Originator as they were for him.

“Do not give up yet.”

#roughwrite #my prompts deal with it #forbidden magic

[m4g0rtz]

Today's polish was ok. I was expecting it to be a little more dark red than it looked. On the nail I mostly saw a warm brown. I really liked the way the flakes would shift from green to gold to orange though. Very autumnal. And the magenta reflective glitter was pretty too. This is Forbidden Magic from Bee's Knees Lacquer.

#nail polish 367 #manicure #bees knees #forbidden magic #brown #jelly #reflective glitter #ghost flakes

[gear-project]

follow up to the forbidden beast thing- Nagos line is "I've lived a long life, and even I've never faced two forbidden beast wielders at once." though the forbidden beasts seems to be translated from Kinju for 'forbidden spell' so it does seem as though he's referring to people who use the six forbidden magics

I'd have to double check, but it's also possible that is a localization error in the translation... since Eddie himself is a Kinjuu and Zato his host/wielder.

But of course, if the conditions are right, Millia will fight alongside Zato in the Nagoriyuki battle, so there's THAT as well...

Usually it goes like this:

--Rival will Help you if you lose a match or against them at any point leading up to the Boss in stage 8.

--If you fight without losing, you'll fight your Rival, but it's still possible to lose the fight and have them assist during the next battle.

--The way you can circumvent this to get the best ending is to play all the way to Stage 8 without losing, and simply "Retry" even if you lost the match. WithOUT losing a round or taking a round loss. Sometimes this involves throwing the match completely, but it can still be done.

--Even if you lost a bunch of times solo against the boss, so long as you won the first two rounds of the match, the game qualifies you for Stage 9's boss... and in that state, even if you lose a round, you still get the best possible ending.

#Arcade Mode #Forbidden Magic #Forbidden Beasts #Nagoriyuki

[chromaticflare]

Forbidden Spell: The Wound Binding Bandage

Today, I wanted to share with all of you a new spell of mine, the wound binding bandage. This forbidden spell -which is to be drawn on bandages- is intended for first-aid, stabilizing and protecting sharp-force injuries (punctures, slashes, and stab wounds) until doctors can arrive to administer proper treatment.

The spell consists of three parts; the inner [sealing] glyph (blue), the outer [binding] glyph (red), and the satellite [drying] glyphs (green).

The central [sealing] glyph is the most important part of the spell, sealing the wound to quickly halt bleeding. Pull signs tug both sides of the wound back into place while the binding sign and inverted cut spell seal the wound shut. To allow the spell to seal even the deepest of wounds, claw signs are placed around the outer [binding] glyph, allowing the [sealing] glyph to reach deep into the body.

Next, the outer [binding] glyph consists of only two signs, a strengthening sign that reinforces the bandage and a winding sign that makes the bandage automatically wrap around the wound. This automatic wrapping lets the bandage be administered almost instantly, saving precious time - time that could decide between life and death.

Lastly, the satellite [drying] spells dry out the bandage (and any blood that comes in contact with it) without drying out the wound. This helps to accelerate clotting and slow blood loss while allowing the wound to stay moist and heal.

While magic used on the body can be dangerous, by taking the proper precautions, these risks can be eliminated. In the case of this spell, these precautions involve simply sealing the ink with a waterproof resin or lacquer to prevent the woodcuror from coming into contact with blood. Gauze should then be secured below the sealed portion of the bandage to prevent uncomfortable rubbing with the hardened surface.

While not a suitable replacement for proper medical treatment, the wound binding bandage has massive potential to save lives in emergency scenarios. Magic is intended to make lives better, after all. What kind of witch would I be if I didn’t lend a helping hand to those in need?

#witch hat atelier #forbidden magic #forbidden spell #atelier of witch hat #tongari booshi no atorie #tongari boushi no atelier #wha #wha spells #tbna #δ帽子 #healing magic #healing spell #healing witch

[touhoutunes]

Title: 選ばれし者 (Sea of Paranoia)

Arrangement: HiZuMi

Vocals: senya

Album: 想いが歴史に変わる時

Circle: 幽閉サテライト

Original: Forbidden Magic

#touhou yuki #touhou mai #yuki #mai #forbidden magic #mystic square #幽閉サテライト #想いが歴史に変わる時 #senya #HiZuMi

[ravencaos]

Inugami – Tortured Japanese Dog Spirit - Symbol Sage

#japanese mythology #dark magic #Forbidden magic

[bullshits-smut]

So a lot of media does 'forbidden magic' shit and it's like using blood as a medium for magic or casting magic on a person or something. And usually it's presented well and like ah yeah I get why that would be bad I guess. But also it's kind of an intellectual thing. I don't live in the world of magic so a kind of magic that becomes super addictive is kind of, like I can use it as a metaphor for drugs but that usually falls apart if you start to consider it too much (hey would I do heroin to save someone's life? Sure I probbably wouldn't become addicted after one hit)

So it's more of an intellectual exercise of why it's bad rather then any kind of emotional reality.

Then fucking Ginka and Gluna comes along and introduces memory magic. Casting absurdly powerful magic by drawing on the strength of passionate memories and using them as fuel to cast your spells losing the memories in the process. Forgetting the person and the reason for your sacrifice as you make it.

And like.... Fuck that's some shit man. That's fuckin genius. I feel that shit. Memory magic is horrifying in ways I've never seen forbidden magic depicted before.

Don't sleep on this fuckin comic.

#manga #shonen jump #shonen #Forbidden magic #ginka and gluna

[starsheild]

Forbidden Magic- Payment

“You are sure he is one?”

“As many as I’ve brought you and you still question me?”

Prowl ignored the exchange. He was tired, beyond tired. His frame ached. His helm ached. But neither pain came close to the pain in his spark. There was small comfort in knowing that his creations had escaped the hunters, but that was all it was. A small comfort.

Had Smokescreen been able to make it to Ratchet? He knew that they were not dead, but that was all. Hurt, lost… beyond his ability to help… He had fought.

A jerk to his chevron brought his helm up, and Prowl found himself staring into the cold optics of a priest. He was marked as priest of Primus, one of the high priests no less. Prowl’s spark went cold as his tired processor supplied a designation to match the faceplates.

Lifespark.

It was his designation that was signed to all of the proclamations and ordinances condemning Prowl’s kind. It was his closest disciples that spread the word from city to town to village all across Praxus. He had been high priest longer than any other on record, his spark and frame seemingly ageless.

“Witches garden in full season behind his hab.” Shadelock elaborated. “Bags all packed to run with supplies that won’t spoil and concoctions that the average mecha wouldn't know what to do with. And final proof?”

The dark plated hunter held out a cracked crystal, a the keystone that Prowl had used as he fought to give his creations time to flee. “Laid out two of my band with this before we could get it away from him. Set two more on their heels with a short blade.”

Lifespark took the dull crystal shard and rolled it in his servo critically before nodding once. “Very well. You will be paid your standard rate. I will take care of this abomination, and all of it’s tools. See Abacus. He will have your payment, and another lead.”

“In Praxus?” Shadelock demanded as he let go of Prowl’s chevron, allowing the his helm to fall forward again.

‘Monoplex.”

“Mono-. Forget it.”

The cold optics flashed. “What did you say?” The high priests voice was soft, but the threat was there, an undercurrent of icey warning.

“I said forget it.” Shadelock repeated, refusing to back down, one servo resting on his hip as he met the priests optics squarely. “Sure, Praxis is convinced that witch-coded mecha are the spawn of Unicron, but that only goes so far. Catching this one in Polyhex was a trick. You aren’t paying me enough to keep hunting them that far.”

“They are an abomination. They must be destroyed by the will of Primus-”

“Save the slag-speech.” The hunter interrupted. “I do it for the credits, not the good will of your god. Not my problem that you’ve managed to hunt down all the ones close. I don’t care why you want them or what you do with them, but if I’m risking life and limb hunting them outside of Praxus, my rate’s tripled.”

Prowl felt as much heard the hiss of anger that escaped the priest, and it sent a tiny shudder through his frame. There was something deeply malevolent about the sound. Beside him, even Shadelock seemed knocked back a bit, though the hunter stood his ground with continued confidence and bravado.

“If you will not serve the will of Primus, I shall find one that will. Out..” Lifespark ordered.

“Yah, good luck with that. If you change your processor let me know.”” Shadelock quipped as he departed.

#forbidden magic #roughwrite #my prompts deal with it

[nerdsinatree]

Rebirth - NerdsinaTree - Sofia the First (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own]

Another bonus story for @cedfiaweek 2021.

I actually wrote this back in August. But it matched the mood of the holiday, so I decided to reshare it for the Halloween special. Prequel to 'Revival'

#cedfia #cedfiaweek #cedfiaweek2021 #Forbidden Magic #sofia the fandom

[gear-project]

on the topic of the 6 forbidden magics, I'm curious what you speculate the other spells would do. they all have some sort of price, and seem to be connected to fully manipulating a 'medium' like hair or shadow. Nagoriyuki mentions in Zato's arcade mode that this is his first time fighting TWO beast wielders- maybe implying he's fought people who have used the spells in the past?

In context, Nagoriyuki was probably referring to his encounters with Giovanna when compared with Zato...

However, I want to point out that Angra (Millia's Curse) is also classified as a "Forbidden Beast" (Kinjuu) just as Eddie is... though I can't say the same for certain of Rei as he is a completely different class of creature, and Giovanna's past has yet to be fully disclosed.

Other variants include Fenrir (the Dragon that consumed Tyr's arm in Guilty Gear Xtra), as well as Judgement (the result of former Scientist Raymond's attempt at fusing with Inus... a Demihuman Youkai).

You could also argue that Bedman's manipulation of Oneroi (Dream Demons) is a form of Forbidden Manipulation. Though in Bedman's case, a large portion of that power comes from his and his sisters' inability to fully function in a "waking state" (i.e. constantly sleeping).

There are, of course, other forms of contractual agreements between Demons, Demihumans, and Ghosts... and also Possession, as with the case of Zappa. In fact the very concept of a Magic Instroment is to infuse Magic in to an object via "possession" as a technique... which is what makes enchanted items and enchanted weapons.

What makes the magic "forbidden" is the idea that possession and fusion are used on the human body as a vessel... only certain types of individuals are compatible to be vessels (in fact Venom was a rejected vessel according to Slayer).

As for beings that directly classify as "Kinjuu", as stated before, much of that Magic technology was derived from Gear Cell Research... so most Kinjuu were created using Humans as a vessel instead of using Gear Cells as a medium. So in that sense, most Kinjuu are body parasites.

Arguably, most Kinjuu would be likened unto "Gears" without Gear Cells... so they are actually closer to Humans and Valentines in that regard.

However, it should also be noted that Kinjuu were DESIGNED to be the natural "enemy" of Gears, that is how they were initially manufactured during the Crusades.

The 'price' was usually a shortened lifespan, or simply the fact that the vessel would fuse with the Kinjuu and the Kinjuu would simply expire (with a pre-programmed expiration date).

The people behind the Kinjuu simply wanted a "disposable tool" that could fight the Gears... they didn't really CARE about the people who would become the test subjects and vessels as a result. It was very inhumane.

Rather than merely say that something like losing one's eyesight was the "cost"... it was merely the "down payment" to an even bigger price. That's why Eddie died regardless of Zato's fate. Their resurrection was a fluke of fate because of Dr. Faust's desperate research in the human soul.

Even in Raymond's case... he used the corpse of a dead Demihuman as his vessel to fuse with... and even though it granted him power for a time... he eventually died because of that mistake.

Dabbling with Forbidden Magic... it's called Forbidden for a reason... even creating Humanoid Gears from Gear Cell Vessels is a sinful act in its own way...

I have no doubt that even Giovanna herself paid some kind of 'price' for the power she wields between herself and Rei, whether she wants to admit that or not.

#Forbidden Magic

[jewishdainix]

Transphobes, I hope your prepared for your kneecaps to turn into slime cuz I learned some forbidden magic and I'm out of people to test on

#transphobes beawer #forbidden magic #lgbt #transgender #I've got a different spell for the homophobs and racists #roses are red wet is the rain there are only two genders suffering and pain #-my friend #dark magic #it's 12pm and I cannot sleep #go support your local trans youtuber cuz you know they are amazing #nonbinary #don't forget nonbinary people

[touhoutunes]

Title: jUST oNE mORE lIE  :Ⅱ

Arrangement: 隣人

Vocals: aki

Album: SANDZ OF TIMEZ

Circle: ZYTOKINE

Original: Forbidden Magic

#touhou #forbidden magic #touhou yuki #touhou mai #Mystic Square #ZYTOKINE #SANDZ OF TIMEZ #aki #隣人

[thedarknesssings]

Prompt 7: Vanity

Prompt 7 : Forgiven - @sea-wolf-coast-to-coast

Warning:  Blood.

“Are you cold, Edarien?”

Rough stone bit into his knees and palms.  Breathing came in gasped intervals far too close together.  Darkness reigned around him, blotting out his hearing, clouding his vision.  A sparkling of embers bobbed and burned like fireflies in the air around him.  

“Is the only warmth you feel in the bottom of a wine bottle?”

These voices that come to torment are always in a woman’s voice, are they not?  He shook his head, blue-black hair that had grown overly long the last several moons swept across the floor.  Metal nails curled in against the stone, rendering a hideous screeching sound he failed to notice.  Man, woman, he couldn’t tell.  Couldn’t care when he knew the voice emerged from within his own mind.  

“And you’ll make it worse.  Willingly make it worse.  Is immortality worth the price, Edarien?”

His teeth grit together and he pushed upwards, sitting back on his heels to cast his gaze skywards.  Above the sanctum’s casting circle, the night sky spiralled slowly through the single pane skylight.  Candles floated above him, held up by no hand and only the magic infused into the stone walls.  His sister’s runework was immaculate in this place.  

“No.”  The voice that answered sounded rough.  Too much alcohol, not enough sleep.  

“No.  That’s why you’ve never taken the offers yet.  You’re not willing to pay a price.”

Edarien shook his head again.  How many opportunities had he turned down over the decades?  Undeath, voidbinds, soul shifts, the list was lengthy and each one had come with a price he could not pay.  Would not pay.  He wanted his body.  He wanted his life.  He wanted to be bound to no creature or man.  

“And if you turn out like him?  If you fuck this up, Edarien, and turn into something worse?”

Blue eyes squeezed tight together, like he could block the voice that fed from within.  His breath exhaled as a broken sound.  The metal claws punctured the flesh of his palms when his fingers curled inwards.  He didn’t notice the stab of pain.  He didn’t hear the shift of feet on the stones.

“I’ve been a monster before.”

Laughter filled his head.  Rebounded off bone and thought and nerve until he trembled and clasped bloody hands to his head.  Red dribbled down, streaked across his silvery brow and cheek.  He could taste his life seeping into the corner of his lips.  

“It’s never been about you, has it, Edarien?”

He shook his head.  “No.”

Fingers stroked along his cheek, smeared blood across his ashen skin, painted his lips in crimson.  A mouth fit against his, lips cold but not without a sense of passion within the way they took hold of him.  Edarien didn’t dare to open his eyes.  He let the moment claim him, let the motion of the mouth against his guide his stuttering response until the kiss came fluid in return.  

Heat fluttered low in his abdomen, sparked a part of him he had left dead in the snows of Ishgard when he had left.  His hands rose, palms hovering so close to pallid cheeks he couldn’t bring himself to grasp.  How could something so cold grant him such warmth?  The fracturing of the kiss left him breathless.  Left him abandoned in the runic circle etched into the stones glowing faintly around him.  

“They’ll never forgive you, Edarien.  Embrace the darkness that sings in your soul.  What choice have you left?” 

The soft click of bootheels on the stone floor brought his eyes wide open.  He stared into the darkness beyond the warm glow of runes and candles.  The taste of snow greeted the slow pass of his tongue along his lips.  A sudden gust of glacial air snuffed the candles and left him kneeling in the starlight.  A shiver coursed down his spine.  

Had he been seeking absolution all this time?

Fire and ice.  Lightning and water.  Blood and soul.  Starlight and void.  They were all etched into his very flesh, bound to him until they flowed in his system and emerged on his whim.  Always one step away from the fine line of tragedy that had set him on this path.  

What choice did he have left?

Always the same.  Life.  He needed to give his siblings the life he had taken away from his parents all those winters ago when they were naught but children.  The price wasn’t theirs to bear.  It was his.

“You’re not willing to pay the price.”

#ffxivwrite2019 #Edarien Secariot #prompt 7 #black mage #forbidden magic #ffxiv writers #writers on tumblr #duskwight #Elezen #mateus #rp #crystal rp #Edarien #manifestations of guilt #Arafel de Courcelle

[actually-a--raccoon]

She didn’t want any tea. She wanted to cut a bitch.

Maïrie is always so relatable and fun to write.

#forbidden magic #maïrie

[angelic-power]

What Magic does the Bible Prohibit?

I have looked up many terms used in the Bible about magic, but I have referred back to the Hebrew words used for them to get more context because things are oftentimes lost in translation.

‘Anan: foretelling the future based on clouds

Qesem: false prophecies in the name of the Divine

Ob/yid’oni/sho’el ov/doresh el ha-metim: necromancy

Qosen q’samim: fortune telling (possibly by casting lots)

M’onen: contacting the dead

M’nachesh: interpreting omens from the natural world

Chabar: to tie together; charm or enchant (binding magic)

M’khashepah/m’khaseph: man/woman who curses

What can followers of Abrahamic religions take from this? First, the Divine does not speak to us through natural phenomenon. The way the clouds looks, birds flying, etc. have no bearing on the Divine. That said, things that are not natural to earth (burning bushes, angels, pillars of fire) are clearly the work of the Divine here on earth.

Second, fortune telling is absolutely prohibited. I do not believe divination automatically falls into this category because you do not have to use  divination to tell the future. I don’t do this when I do readings for people. The most I can do is give them advice to carry with them into the future.

Third, you should not use magic to harm another person. Harming another person is already wrong, but it has been made clear that magic is no exception to this rule. Binding magic falls into this category because you take away a person’s free will, and curses are clearly part of this because it is a direct attack on another person.

Lastly, it was clear to me while reading different passages that we should always be obedient to Divine Will. If you are using your magic to go against what the Divine wants you to do, it is wrong. Even if it isn’t a type of magic that is expressly forbidden, you should not be performing magic without deference to the Divine.

#catholic witch #christian witch #forbidden magic #bible #jewish witch #muslim witch