#mage au

Choose your character, Viktor edition

a/n: can you tell the character this was inspired by? hehe, i plan on writing another one of these based on the same universe, I have a bit of it down, though it'll be a longer fic.

cw: death of established friend (though not that important to plot), character curses friend to die, yandere is jealous and possessive, descriptions of a curse

trope: yan!mage x accident prone!reader

yan!mage does not like the spotlight. not at all. he mails his teachers to not call him for questions, release his test scores, or mention him whatsoever. he always chooses the back seat, or anything that could make him draw less attention will be chosen. that is, until his worst enemy, his potionology teacher, made him a tutor. awesome.

you might be the worst thing to happen to yan!mage. he is convinced you have a bad luck curse on you, and after his first check, double check, triple check, there's still no sign of it. whoever gave you it must be a very powerful mage. because there's no other reason to have potions exploding on your face, your broom going the other way, or your plants turning carnivorous with a taste of human flesh all the time. for goodness sake, he thinks you're a lost cause and should just drop out.

...okay, maybe not a lost cause. because you're cute, and it's nice impressing you with high mana spells. it's also fun to pretend to be ahero when he pushes you out of the said carnivorous plant's way because it's obviously going for you. and you're nice to him too, probably the only person (aside from teachers) who is nice to him. so tutoring isn't all that bad.

Soon, yan!mage wants to hang out more than the classes you share, or the tutoring sessions that end in a failed spell. He asks to sit with you at lunch, a big step since he loves his spot for lunch. You say yes, only to find out you already have a set of friends at lunch, which is hell on Earth for him. Some of your friends try talking to him, but he dismisses them with mumbles. He shifts in his seat to get closer to you, leaving a very quiet complaint about too many people.

yan!mage has never had a crush on anyone before you, so he's not sure on how to go about this. he knows what you like, of course, but giving you gifts all the time might seem creepy. flowers are too romantic and so are chocolates, so he' s not left with much. but hanging out isn't that romantic, right? so taking you to the apothecary, away from all your friends, shouldn't be romantic.

yan!mage's breaking point is your newest friend. he's too clingy and he always wants to hang out when you two are already hanging out. he can't stand it, he's just started to make progress and now this friend is already halting it. and the thought of anyone being able to date you before him makes him extremely wary.

so one night, yan!mage snuck into the library after hours on the hunt to get rid of this mage. he finds a thick book of spells that is sure to have what he needs. most are basic inconvenient curses, to slightly worsen someone's day. but one entry sticks out, the three day curse. the first day you get a sense of impending doom, like something is following you to drag you back to the after life. on the second, your body begins to hurt unbearably. on the third, your heart stops. It's just what he needs. it's a spell that should be untraceable to him. just some herbs, spices, and the blood of a goat, and he should be ready to go.

Then even after he saves them from a burning pyre, outside of all the human superstition and religious prosecution, vampires all over the world, his own kind, after his thousands of years, and the twins centuries, being subjected to the same thing? As their father figure, being so helpless to stop rumors spreading like wildfire, and of course back at himself.

This one is the current title for the mage fic that has changed form a hundred times at this point. I think I have it mostly sorted now? We shall see.

Obi-Wan and the Jedi are mages charged with keeping the peace between magical beings and humans. Obi-Wan is a magical being of unknown ancestry who prefers to keep himself wrapped in the illusion of being human. Cody and Rex are bounty hunters, and Fox works security in the senate. Cody comes back from a mission to find his home burned and his brothers missing or dead, and he is attacked by a creature that usually stays in the lower levels of Coruscant. Thankfully he is rescued by the Jedi, and Obi-Wan, Anakin, and Ahsoka help him to solve the mystery surrounding his brothers.

There was little remaining of the residence he and his brothers had shared when Cody returned from his mission, and panic clawed through him as he jogged toward the charred remains of their home. The buildings beside it appeared untouched by the fire, and that at least was a small relief considering how tightly packed together everything was in the mid levels of the city. But what had caused the fire and where were his brothers? Why hadn’t they contacted him? Were their remains among the ashes?

He staggered toward the ruins of the home they had worked so hard to purchase and caught himself on the blackened brick just beside where their front door had once stood, heart hammering away in his chest. If neither Fox or Rex had made an effort to contact him, it was likely they were gone, lives claimed in the fire, and Cody couldn’t help but feel responsible. He hadn’t been home. He had insisted Rex rest for a few days after a close call on their last hunt that had left him battered and bruised.

And now…

His fingers ghosted over what was left of the kitchen table, large and new to them, found in a secondhand shop and intended to be a place where they could all gather for meals once they were back together. Soot covered his fingertips when he pulled them away, and something in him shattered apart, dropping him to his knees as he whispered his brothers’ names. Nothing and no one had survived the blaze.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: ナンバカ | Nanbaka Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Hitokoe Mitsuru/Tanabata Seitarou Characters: Hitokoe Mitsuru, Tanabata Seitarou Additional Tags: NANTOBER 2024, Alternate Universe, Mage Seitarou, Familiar Mitsuru, pure fluff, like painfully cute, dancing is a form of therapy Series: Part 3 of NANTOBER 2024 Summary:

Day 8 of NANTOBER! Prompt: Mages.

“Please be careful, I’m still not feeling that great.” He straightened up and felt his nervousness rise when he saw the mischievous grin on Mitsuru’s face. “What exactly did you have planned..?”

With a hum Mitsuru slid his arms down Seitarou’s arms, goosebumps prickling his skin at the touch, until he was only holding his hands, lifting one to leave a gentle kiss on the back of his hand.