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themanicnami · 11 months
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Net Throwing Extendable Rod Mascara (Totally Spies Inspired Glamour Spell)
A spell to captivate the attention of your date and enhance your beauty and appeal to them. This is a love spell glamour and a beauty glamour.
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You Will Need:
💕 Red Candle 💕 Rose Quartz (several is best) 💕 Rose Water 💕 Moon Water 💕 Thyme 💕 Basil 💕 Fresh or Dried Rose Petals 💕 Black Tea Bag 💕 Bowl or Container 💕 Your Favorite Mascara 💕 A Mirror (preferable on the wall)
Steps and Process
💕 Clear and cleanse a space to work in, once you have that make sure the mirror you are working with has been cleansed and cleaned as needed. Place your rose quartz all about your work space - if you wish to do a grid feel free to this is not required. placing them into a heart shape is ideal if you have enough.
💕 Light your red candle while lighting it look at yourself in the mirror and say "Tonight I captivate, tonight I entrap, tonight I am a net of beauty" keep these words in mind
💕 Place your candle near but not too close that you may knock it over. Feel the energy coming from the flame and the intensity of the red hue and the aura energy coming off your rose quartz - let them empower you
💕 In the bowl add your dry herbs, a small amount of each will go a long way so do not worry. Reframe from adding your rose petals yet
💕 After all your herbs have been added take the water you will be using. Add the Rose water first (homemade or bought) and say "I am lovely as a rose-" and then add the moon water " - as captivating as the moon"
💕 Use your mascara, still closed you do not want water getting into it, to stir the water slowly in a clockwise motion. With your other hand sprinkle in the rose petals. "Tonight I captivate, tonight I entrap, I am a net of beauty. I am a rose, I am moonlight" repeat this as you stir
💕 Add in your black tea bag at this point once you finished stirring to your content, let it steep briefly and once you feel ready dip your end of the mascara container (not the want) into the water. "I am a net of beauty" repeat this each time you dab the spell mixture to your forehead, each cheek, under each eye and the tip of your nose. Let it air dry
💕 Once your anointing is complete, do your make up as you regularly would and when applying your mascara try to do it last and end the spell with a firm. "I am a net of beauty" one last time and blow out your candle while looking into the mirror
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helcef · 3 months
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whiteboard and magma doodles
the venn diagram of cod and ghost bc enjoyers is often just a circle
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ft. my friend making observations (if ur unfortunately looking at this hi)
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pintura · 2 days
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Damen with sideburns from that new capri special edition cover + some Laurent hairstyle sketches (and a stray Jokaste)
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a-whumped-tea · 1 year
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Vampire pirate who feeds on their human crew.
Maybe their crew didn't have a choice about joining them.
Perhaps when the pirates capture a ship the captain samples each of the captured sailors. The ones who taste good are added to their crew and the rest are slaughtered. Or maybe they're sold off at the nearest port.
Of course, this vampirate makes sure their crew is well-fed and taken care of. They can't have scurvy or other illnesses and ailments ruining their collection of hard-working blood bags.
However, keeping people alive doesn't mean they can't or won't get hurt for acting out. You can't have your crew plotting to kill you after they start to think you're getting weak and soft, now can you?
Who would a vampire such as this entrust to be their first mate? Who could this vampire trust to watch over their crew during the day while they sleep?
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whumpndump · 1 year
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CW: Blood, Amputation
"From now on, you will do as I say if you value your life." Whumper snarled menacingly.
"I'm nice though, so I'll give you ten chances. Your first order is this: kneel before me."
Whumpee stared defiantly from the floor where they lay crumpled. They sneered at their captor, narrowing their eyes.
"Oh, yes, you're so nice, kidnapping me and everything. Real stand-up behaviour from you there!" They spat, eyes darkening, "I will never follow your commands, you monster."
Whumper's aura of confidence shifted to one of slight frustration, glaring at Whumper like they were a particularly petulant child.
"Fine, you want to test your boundaries? I know mutts like you tend to do that under new masters." They grabbed Whumpee harshly by the wrist, yanking them over to a wooden table hidden in the shadowy corner of the room. There, they strapped Whumpee's hand in place by the wrist, palm down, tightening the leather buckle they used until their captive's flesh burnt red from pressure. They then locked it shut, to prevent any unwanted tampering.
"Ten chances, I suppose one of those would end up being wasted on a learning experience hm?" Whumper mused light-heartedly, rummaging through a storage box next to the table. Whumpee took the time to experimentatively pull against the strap, working the buckle with their hand.
"Oh, I'd move that other hand out of the way if I were you!"
Before Whumpee could fully grasp what that could mean, Whumper spun around, cleaver knife in hand. Quick as a flash they grabbed the little finger on Whumpee's restrained hand, pulled it away from the rest of them, and brough the cleaver down on it with a sickening crunch.
For a second, Whumpee felt nothing. Then, the white hot pain hit them with the force of a truck, and they screamed like a wild animal, their body going limp as they fell to their knees in agony.
Whumper doused the nub left behind in a sterile saline solution, tightly wrapping it in gauze, halting the bleeding. They picked up the quickly cooling amputated finger and crouched down, holding it in Whumpee's face.
"That's one chance gone, ok? I'm sure you understand not to waste the remaining nine."
Whumpee weakly nodded.
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thedeafprophet · 7 months
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Yea Jamie you should probbbbbbably run....
The Captivating Princess won my 'who's worse for Jamie' poll so i needed to do somethin to honour that ;)
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aphel1on · 8 months
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i will not pull neuvillette i will not pull neuvillette i will not pull neuvillette i will not pull neuvillette
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baweiii · 2 years
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there's something like, deeply wrong with him
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breelynnxoxoxo · 7 months
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BEWITCHING EYES! 😍😍😍
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hurtwithasideofcomfort · 10 months
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I don't know if you accept asks about the dnd spell whumps but for imprisonment: whumper imprisoning whumpee in a gem and wearing them like jewelery
Oooooohhh very nice. I approve.
Extra situation options you could include (fyi, I'm envisioning a necklace for most of these situations):
No one knows whumper has whumpee and so their friends are frantically mounting search efforts but whumper is just there, casually watching, with whumpee around their neck as whumpee's friends carry on, oblivious. Bonus points if whumpee's friends think of whumper as an ally and go to them for support/advice/solace/etc, and whumpee can only watch whumper lead them on.
Opposite to the above, but caretaker does know that whumper has whumpee, but whumper is too powerful to fight head on, so they're forced to take a wager. Think the Labors of Heracles. A series of dangerous, nigh impossible tasks that whumper sets caretaker on. And whumpee has a front row seat to the whole thing. (Bonus: Whumper tells them when caretaker isn't around that they don't plan on honoring the agreement, and all whumpee can do is cry and yell, trying in vain to warn caretaker, though no one can hear them).
Whumper is backed up to the edge of a sea-side cliff by caretaker, demanding that whumper returns whumpee to them. Out of options but spiteful enough to stand loss as long as caretaker never gets whumpee back, whumper dangles the necklace imprisoning whumpee over the cliff. Caretaker freezes, realizing what whumper is threatening to do, and backpedals a little, hoping to reason or find an opening or something to keep whumper from dropping whumpee's prison into the ocean. Except whumper isn't interested in bargains. Just suffering. Whumper smirks at caretaker and lets the necklace--and whumpee along with it--drop into the churning surf below. Whumper dies at caretaker's hands, but they die with the satisfaction that whumpee is lost to caretaker forever, and isn't that just delicious?
Whumper is an evil god emperor and whumpee was their greatest foe, the one person capable of bringing them down. Except whumper managed to get the upper hand and defeat whumpee, and now they are imprisoned in the central jewel in whumper's crown, a silent and unwilling witness to every one of whumper's atrocities and cruelties, knowing they could have stopped this if they had been just a little stronger. Whether or not it's known that whumpee is imprisoned in whumper's crown is at the writer's discretion.
Caretaker succeeds in getting whumpee's prison away from whumper, but there's one problem: they aren't strong enough to break the spell.
Whumpee is merely a bargaining chip for whumper in order to get to caretaker, and the condition set for the imprisonment spell's release is caretaker swearing eternal servitude to whumper.
Whumper has been dead for a long, long time now, but whumpee still is imprisoned in their necklace, passed from estate sale to estate sale, from hand to hand for generations. Each owner blissfully unaware that the necklace they wear with such pride has been whumpee's prison for generations. Bonus points if whumpee's prison ends up on display in a museum.
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jellyjaws · 10 months
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i'm so horny and obsessed with those two idiots rn it's really annoying
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keephiminthebox · 2 years
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Today I am putting Nikandros through So Much
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wrishwrosh · 3 months
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decided to check out dungeon meshi and found a new mother’s precious treasure by page 10
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sovonight · 8 months
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guilty as charged
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whumpndump · 2 years
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Whumpee kept in a small, dark, empty room, in complete isolation. The door is soundproof, and nobody ever visits them. There is one thing in the room, however. When they were first brought there, the chloroform soaked rag that was used to sedate them has been uncaringly dumped in the cell as well, and as nobody ever enters, it was never noticed.
At first whumpee thinks nothing of the rag, thinking only that it still smells vaguely funny.
A few days in, whumpee finds themself occasionally picking up the rag, looking at it, counting the fibers, anything for entertainment.
A week in its become somewhat of a comfort item, something they hold close on cold nights when everything is just too much.
A month in, whumpee finds themself talking to it. Venting their frustrations, bemoaning their despairs, reminiscing the good times, all to this scrap of cloth (that is technically the reason they are in there in the first place). They see it as somewhat of a friend now, and are too far gone to care how strange that is.
Several months in the rag is a comrade in arms, a fellow prisoner in this cell, the only person whumpee has left in this world to rely on. They swear that sometimes, when they talk to it, it talks back. Its the closest thing theyve had to genuine conversation in so long, this piece of cloth is their best friend.
Now I have two ideas for an ending, both taking place about a year or two into isolation, so here they both are:
1. People come to rescue whumpee, maybe their friends from before they were captured. Its a high speed situation, the team rushing in, trying to grab everyone in the facility who was being held prisoner, then rushing out again. Whumpee is screaming and crying in caretaker's arms as they run away.
"NO! PLEASE! YOU FORGOT THEM!! NO, PLEASE, GO BACK!!!"
Whumpee pleads this all the way back to safety, continuing to cry and beg for hours, and the rescue team are confused. They had taken down whumper, and confirmed that everyone held captive was freed. They chalked it up to whumpee being in shock, and tried to calm them down, explaining over and over that everyone was safe now.
Whumpee just kept on crying, knowing that their best and only friend was going to rot in that cell, and nobody but them cared.
2. Whumpee had managed to fall asleep finally. The cold concrete floors made it hard, and they only seemed to sleep 3-ish times a week, but when they slept, they slept deep.
So deep, in fact, that they didnt hear the door opening, or footsteps quickly tiptoeing in, only to leave just as fast.
When they next awoke, they sat up and looked around their cell for their companion.
Who was gone.
Whumpee wanted to scream. Wanted to beat the walls with their fists until blood dripped down. They thought they were already at their lowest point, but the rug had just been pulled out from under them, revealing they had so much further to fall.
Shellshocked and apathetic, whumpee curled up in the corner of the room with tears silently streaming down their face.
"Oh well," they said out-loud to nobody, voice tinged with delirium, eyes hollow and smile strained, "It...it was just a rag..."
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ceryul and julian shared wizard notes on the voyage back from the hag's lair (he's never met such a skilled and highly specialised aerothurge and is Very Impressed)
turns out that he absolutely cannot really ask to flip through their spellbook, and it also turns out he can't read a word of it anyway (it's all in, presumably, infernal) but GOODNESS what a unique method of transcription!
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