The Master/Familiar Love Meme
"In European folklore and folk-belief of the Medieval and Early Modern periods, familiar spirits (sometimes referred to simply as 'familiars') were supernatural entities believed to assist witches and cunning folk in their practice of magic. According to the records of the time, they would appear in numerous guises, often as an animal, but also at times as a human or humanoid figure, and were described as 'clearly defined, three-dimensional… forms, vivid with colour and animated with movement and sound' by those alleging to have come into contact with them, unlike later descriptions of ghosts with their 'smoky, undefined form[s]'."
Everybody needs a sidekick. This includes those who may have a little help of their own in the form of magic - witches, warlocks, mages, sages, casters, magicians...whatever you want to call them, they have a bit more juice than your average Joe. Luckily, the job comes with a built-in assistant: a familiar, or a helper spirit. The familiar serves as a guide to their magical "Master" of their choice, helping them out of tight spots and being their companion for life. Sometimes, they come in the form of animals, like dogs and especially cats. Some don't bother with this, though, and just stay in their true humanoid forms. The bond between familiar and master is one of intensity, and they know each other completely. Most familiars even have a telepathic link to their masters. That helps them keep an eye on them. Of course, given this closeness-beyond-closeness, it's easy to imagine a master and familiar as soulmates, and with familiars having a human form...well, intimacy seems like a natural option.
Too bad relationships of that kind between master and familiar are strictly forbidden. Surely, that rule is always followed.
HOW TO PLAY
- Comment with your character, stating your preferences (ex: F/M, open to all, etc). Also, be sure to remember and put whether your character will be witch/master, familiar, or if they can serve as both. There is no "set" type for any of the roles. Masters don't have to be dominate (ineffectual witches have always been a cute trope), familiars aren't passive or submissive, and so on. It's not the same as BDSM...though your character could bring that into it if they'd like.
- Comment around to other characters, playing out your forbidden master/familiar ~love~ or what have you.
PROMPTS
- The Familiar Chooses the Master: The first meeting. You may be new to the craft (or someone who needs a new familiar), and someone has been drawn to you.
- Setting the Ground Rules: You need to figure out how this is going to work. Where can you hide this woman/man in your apartment, if need be?
- Getting to Know You: Magic/power isn't all fun and games. You need to find out how to work together so you don't accidentally blow everything up in your faces.
- Helping Out: Familiars have a lot of neat powers that can be a boon around the house...and around the town.
- Danger Zone: Your feelings for each other are blurring, which is a big no-no. Do you even realize that the bond is deepening to a new level?
- Confession: Things have gotten heavy and you have to let your bond mate know you see them as more.
- Bad Romance: The familiar in this relationship isn't treated as equal. They're a slave to their master!
- Telepathy: The mental bond between. Explore it or use it to get out of trouble...
- Trouble is a Friend of Mine: Speaking of! Your familiar/master is danger, and there's nothing that can keep you from saving them.
- Intimacy: The obligatory smut option. Though romance between familiar and master is not allowed, many find the allure too much, and the bond does lend itself to members seeking comfort in each other. After all, they know you better than anyone else.
- You're Taken?: You're in love with a master or a familiar...they're just not yours. Oops! Maybe you can find some way to break your bonds so you can be together.
- Breaking Up is Hard to Do: It is hard, especially between master and familiar. In fact, it can be downright painful...physically and mentally!
- Sending You Away for Your Own Good: You're distancing yourself from the other member of your bond, and it's because you're headed towards destruction.
- Everybody Knows: The other members of your community have found out you've broken the ultimate taboo and are WITH your master/familiar. This is bad. This is very, very bad. Punishment bad. Separation bad. Perhaps even death bad.
- Happy Ending: Somehow, you've escaped the confines of the world that doesn't understand, and you're able to live together without fear.
- WILDCARD
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bakerstreet2017-02-06 01:39 pm
Merlin Sawall | Chronicles of Amber
Sora Takenouchi ~ Digimon Tri ~ M/F
Obi | Akagami no Shirayuki-hime
Lucius Zahak | OC | OTA
Lapis Fathalla | Original | OTA
wally west / dc comics / ota
/sneaks in here
Re: /sneaks in here
( ooc; 5/13 mix? )
ON IT
All of that had come in one ear and gone out the other, except for one little bit. (not so little.)
What they could, and would, do to his familiar.
By the time he got back to his own lab, he'd had time to think that over and. For a while, he simply sat, with his back to his worktable, and cried.
It was not something he could cause to happen to Wally. Pain and punishment for himself he could weather. Being the reason why somebody else was punished (or worse) - entirely different. Even more so when it was his Wally they were talking about.
They hadn't been lying. He'd checked the records before succumbing to tears.
Eventually, though, his sobbing trailed off and he thought he was collected enough, or as much so as he was going to get, and summoned his Familiar. Not with a binding ritual of some sort, of course. It had been a long time since he had used that.
Instead, he reached out with his magic, and whispered, "Wally? Care to join me for a little while?" 'A quick word' didn't begin to cover it, so he was going to keep that away from the Conversation.
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So he didn't need more than his name being called before the air was stirring about Dick's lab. His presence filled the room like a thick static charge and then condensed behind Dick as the familiar leaned over the magician's shoulder.
"You rang?"
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But he knew that he did not need to perform a full summoning for Wally to join him.
He knew that the words he was going to say in the next, oh, however long, were going to hurt. The words he was going to hear, too. But there was not much choice.
That was what he kept telling to himself until the air started buzzing with the well-known, well-beloved presence, until he could feel the familiar presence of the familiar ghosting over his shoulder and he couldn't, he could not help the soft smile that warmed his face as he turned his eyes up to meet Wally's.
"I do that, from time to time. How've you been doing, Walls?"
Time could pass very differently for the two of them, after all. It always felt right to ask.
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Wally's grin fell and he swooped around to sit on a table in Dick's room.
"What's wrong?" Ignoring the question, but he narrowed in quickly on details.
Lambert | The Witcher 3
tharja ( fire emblem )
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also would you like your new familiar to be able to shift from cat form to human or just stay humanoid? )
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but hm. i honestly don't have any preference so anything would be fine with me! we could roll for it if we get stuck unless you have a preference! )
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For the most part, their arrangement is smooth. He doesn't disobey her and she doesn't ask him to do anything unnecessary. At worst, he likes to tease her at times and she likes to... threaten him, but minor details like that are overlooked in favour of a mutually beneficial relationship. She gives him a place to sleep on top of the food and resources she provides, and he protects her, remaining vigilant through her daring and ruthless nature.
He likes to laze about when things are calm for once, but that doesn't stop his master from forcing him to pull around his own weight. He's used to her frequent and unprompted demands, and running errands gives him an excuse to get out and explore, meet new people. Not that he tells her that much. For all she knows, what holds him up whenever he's out is the trouble of actually finding what she has requested of him.
Tonight, he's back in a reasonable time for once after completing another task she sent him out on. His steps are light and quick as he lunges into the window, dropping down on all fours. His dirt-stained paws. He's in his cat form.
In his mouth appears to be a piece of a root, still speckled with clumps of earth it had been dug up from.
His gaze flashes, reflecting light off of glassy, feline eyes as he looks up at the woman standing just before him. Plumes of smoke begin to gather and envelop his shape as he starts to take form of a human again.
The root is dropped into his fingers and he makes a dissatisfied sound, sticking his tongue out from between his lips to air out the horrid taste. ]
Bleh... 'S bitter.
[ He offers a smile and begins to rise up to his feet, making their height difference apparent as he stands tall. He lifts up the root, as if to playfully dangle it above her head. ]
Is this what you were looking for, master?
SORRY FOR THE LATE REPLY here i am. 5 mins late w sbux.
alas. such was the fickleness of dark magic, she supposed. so a familiar was her next best bet.
it's a nice arrangement, she has someone to aide her, protect her (despite her insistence that she doesn't need to be protected, that she can handle herself just fine) and be.. around. not that she'd ever admit that the companionship was nice. whenever it is he was around.
as for his explorations, she cares little so long as he returned eventually with what she'd tasked him with. if she were to ever find out. she'd rather have a well-rounded familiar who's knowledgeable about the world than a close-minded one anyway. so it's not as if she'd ever view his curiosity as a bad thing.
the light footsteps, barely there even with his weight, was something she had to grow accustomed to. at this point she moreso can feel when he's coming rather than hear him. so she acknowledges his arrival with a glance, then narrows her gaze just slightly in annoyance. she gets it. even in her heels she's not that tall. there wasn't a need to rub it in.
maybe if she'd threatened to cut him down to her size. perhaps by the knees. maybe he'll stop then?
she, of course, also entirely ignores his complaints when she steps close. it's not her fault he held it in his mouth this entire time, then makes a grab for the root on her tiptoes, hand pressed against his chest for support. )
unhand it, or i'll ensure to leash you 'til the next time i have an errand for you. ( an empty threat, but maybe not, who's to say. she had a myriad of ways to get him to simply give it to her, but at the moment none of them were very nice nor productive. he's still her familiar, after all. ) one with a bell, perhaps. so you can't sneak up on me again.
ITS OKAY!!!! I'll wait for you forever. SORRY FOR THE SHORT TAG i'm going to sleep!
Is that a promise, master? [ He grins before relenting completely, straightening his spine and dropping his arms to her sides. His hands clasp over her arms to hold her steady, root tucked away in his palm and her bicep. ] I'd cherish it forever, if it were a gift from you.
[ He can't help teasing her... She's cute when she's huffy. ]
sleep is 4 the weak
maybe i should. ( another reach, futile and only managing to annoy her more, fingertips and nails sinking into the fabric of his shirt when she curls them in to keep herself steady with that second attempt. she hopes it catches skin. ) a collar would be fitting, would it not? it'd look lovely on your neck, i'm sure.
( a scowl curls on her lips when his hands clasps over her arms in a strange embrace, gaze flicking up to meet his, unrelenting. she just wanted the last ingredient for her next spell. truly. she hadn't done too many bad things to deserve this just yet. from her own familiar no less. )
unhand me, obi. ( when she snarls, fangs bared and scathing with the way she looks up at him, venom coats and drips in her tone. ) or it's an appendage you lose next.
now it's my turn to apologize for the late response
His other hand slips away from her arm, obediently holding out the root in his palm. ]
Oh, you're so very scary. [ His tone is light and airy, but it's weighted with respect and a little bit of fear. He isn't mocking her. ] But you know I wouldn't be as agile and quick as I am now without all my appendages...
it's all good.
he does at least let her go, root now well within her reach.
she takes her time, plucking the ingredient from his palm with a deliberate slowness, careful with the way she handles it and tucks away into her palm. it's with her index does she follow the trail of his hand, tracing the column of his throat. the spell can wait. she has an unruly familiar within her grasp. )
is that your way of saying you'd prefer the collar and leash?
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Obi can only laugh at the question, looking a little uneasy as that slender finger draws over the long, curved slope of his neck. He cocks his head to the side, granting her access despite himself. She is his master after all. ]
Hmm. I'm not so sure about the leash. [ He would hate to be tied down without the option of freely roaming when he pleases. ]
If you really want me to stay so close to your side, all you have to do is ask~
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don't be absurd. ( she'd never freely admit to something like that. not unless her intentions were clearly twisted. still, her cheeks betray her and a healthy flush dusts itself across her cheeks when she finally turns on her heel to peel herself away. uttering to herself as she finally goes to prepare the last of her spell, now that she's finally acquired the last of what she needed. ) my tome, obi.
( a flick of her wrist. )
shelf on the far left, uppermost shelf. third on the right.
Stiles Stilinski - Teen Wolf - M/M
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So they had to keep it a secret. Some days it was easier than others to keep it a secret from the other witches and familiars. Today was not one of those days.
He could feel Derek's agitating grow throughout the day and Stiles had tried to help which probably made it worse in the end. So the witch wasn't at all surprised that he was 'attacked' the moment he stepped into their house.
"Derek," Stiles breathed the name out as he felt the wet hot tongue of the wolf licking his low stomach. It caused him to shiver as he reached down to run this hands through the wolf's thick black fur. "Is there something you want?"
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"Easy," Stiles breathed out, hand in Derek's fur. "Do you want my shirt off? Huh?" Stiles grinned even as his face became flushed and his cock started to harden. He sat up and removed his shirt, throwing it at the wolf. "There. That should make you happy." Stiles knew Derek wouldn't be happy until the witch was naked and begging for more.
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"You haven't said please," Stiles said face flushed as his hands moved to his belt, quickly undoing it, and then to his pants. He undid them and with a grunt and a lift of his hips he was sliding his pants and underwear down his legs, freeing his erection.
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"Fuuuuuuck," Stiles groaned out and a hand went to Derek's fur, taking hold, as he tried not to rock up against the wolf's tongue.
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"Is this what you want?"
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"Yes, that. Just like that."
matou sakura ; fate/stay night ; ota
superbia squalo // khr! // ota but xanxus preferred ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Winter Schnee|RWBY|ota