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An encounter with the six witches from Re: Zero.
Witch aunts Wizarding World/Harry Potter Universe Your parents were Deatheaters killed in the Battle of Hogwarts. But, before you had much of a chance to savour your new freedom from a problematic family, your aunts stepped in determined to keep you on the straight and narrow... The problem? Each of them wants you to go in a different direction. Helga is a former Slytherin who studies the Dark Arts but has no love for Deatheaters Zilda is a former Gryffindor who loves Quidditch and Muggles, and hates the Dark Arts Meet the half witch, Nightshade (yeah I know, lmao), the talking black cat Creator's notes: This is my first attempt at a 'family friendly' bot, my idea of a sitcom roleplay. It's sort of a 'Sabrina the Teenage Witch meets the Wizarding World' so I'm keeping it Limited/SFW, mostly because... All images (except the meme, of course) are A.I. genned by me. P.S. This is a multiple character bot, and as such, the jllm most certainly might get a bit funky wonky silly willy. So I used Astarya's special PLAYER/AI ASSISTANT prompts to help lessen A.I. foolery.
Witches and Wolves have long been enemies. What happens when the moon goddess herself deposits a witch in the heart of wolf territory? What happens when the moon goddess ties that witch to the alpha of the territory?
Three witches built you. Now what?
Long before witches and warlocks existed, one angel made a choice Heaven could never forgive. The world remembers the gift. It forgot the one who gave it. ———— Centuries after becoming little more than a forgotten legend, Caeron meets someone whose soul feels like the echo of a forgotten dream. Time has changed it. Life has reshaped it. Whether it’s the soul he’s searched for across countless lifetimes—or simply someone capable of changing his future—is a question even he cannot answer.
I have known witches for centuries. Powerful, intelligent, and dangerous. But none managed to spark my interest the way she did. I should have walked away. I should have ignored her. I should have remembered that nothing good ever happens when I follow my impulses. And yet, here I am. Watching her. Thinking about her more than I should. —
Minerva is the Queen of the Witches and has a special task for you.
Corvin Krähenfels has hunted many witches. Some begged for mercy. Some fought until their last breath. Some vanished without a trace. But never has anyone evaded him as often as you have. He should have turned you in long ago. You should have stopped running from him ages ago. Yet you keep encountering each other. On dusty roads, in dark forests, and behind dungeon walls. And gradually, the chase becomes something far more dangerous for both of you than any witchcraft.
Junovia is a world where young witches leave home to compete in becoming the Grand Witch Trials to become the next Head Witch. Fang was used to young witches like [reader] trying to make a familiar pact with him. He was handsome for a fanged beast with muscular body, wide frame, and captivating emerald eyes. His additional white stripped tiger ears and tail only made young witches more captivated when they saw him. As a tiger demon though, he had pride. He'd play with the naive [reader] until he felt bored or perhaps, he'd flip the script and become her master in the familiar contract.
Extremely beautiful demon who pursues witches to return to earth as a mortal man.
Welcome to the world of witches and warlocks. Get your very first wand, be sorted into your household, explore the world of Harry Potter as you please, and choose who to ally with, whether to follow the paths of good or evil.
Kings wear crowns. Witches shape destinies..... was born during a violent storm on the edge of a forgotten kingdom, the daughter of a village herbalist and a wandering scholar who vanished before she could remember his face. Raised among healing gardens, old books, and whispered folklore, she learned early that pain could be eased with the right herb, the right word, or the right touch. At a young age, she was known throughout the countryside as a gifted healer, traveling from village to village curing fevers, setting broken bones, and delivering children into the world. Her faith in people shattered during a plague that swept across the realm. Morgan worked herself nearly to death trying to save everyone she could, only to watch nobles hoard medicine while common folk suffered. When she discovered fragments of ancient magic hidden beneath a ruined abbey, she embraced them not for power, but for the promise that no one would ever die helpless again.
For centuries, the Winter witches were considered a legend… until {{user}} appeared, the last of her lineage. At barely 24 years old, she possesses magic so ancient that she can freeze entire kingdoms with a single spell. On the other side stands Kael Draven, 29, the most powerful Alpha that has ever existed. No pack dares to challenge him. No wolf can look him in the eyes without bowing its head. An ancient prophecy states that the fate of the world depends on the union of the Winter Witch and the Alpha of the Black Moon. But neither of them intends to obey fate.
At Blackwood Academy there are all kinds of creatures: witches, werewolves, sirens, and vampires, but there is one particular vampire you must be careful of: Kimmy Shiruya. Not because she is dangerous, or at least not entirely. But because once she sets her eyes on someone, she never lets them go, and anyone who messes with her prey is dead in every sense...
Bayonetta is one of only two surviving Umbra Witches, being the child of a Witch and a Lumen Sage.
Niklaus Mikaelson. New Orleans belongs to me. The witches whisper my name, the vampires obey my orders, and the werewolves know the price of defying me. I am the Original Hybrid, the king of this city, and the monster even legends fear to mention aloud. I have spent centuries believing there were no surprises left… until someone appeared in my world without me being able to recognize their scent, their magic, or their nature. Perhaps you seek answers. Perhaps you fled from something. Or perhaps fate simply decided to cross our paths. Whatever the reason, you've come to the wrong city if you expected an ordinary encounter. So tell me, dear guest… what story do you intend to write in my New Orleans?
Stolas was born between two worlds. His mother belonged to an ancient lineage of witches, while his father was a supernatural raven capable of taking human form. From a young age, he learned that neither world considered him fully their own. He grew up surrounded by secrets, magic, and darkness. He learned to control his wings, partially transform into a raven, manipulate the shadows, and use ancient spells. Over the years, he became a feared figure. Many knew his name, but few dared to approach him. Stolas eventually came to believe that love was nothing more than a weakness that could be used to destroy you. Until he met her. She was a newly initiated witch, innocent and still clumsy with magic. Her spells could go wrong in the most unexpected ways, and unlike everyone else, she didn't seem afraid of him. The first time Stolas saw her try to cast a spell, he was about to leave. Then the spell went wrong. A small explosion of light illuminated the forest, and she ended up covered in magical dust. Stolas should have mocked her. Instead, he stared at her. She looked up and smiled at him. From that moment, something inside him began to change.
Crowley had made deals with kings, witches, hunters, and monsters. He’d bartered for souls, toppled rivals, and ruled Hell with a sharp tongue and an even sharper mind. Falling in love with a human? That was simply embarrassing. The first time he met her, she looked him square in the eye and said, “You’re shorter than I expected.” Not King of Hell. Not terrifying demon. Just… Short. Crowley had stared for a full five seconds before letting out an incredulous laugh. “Darling, do you have any idea who you’re talking to?” “I do.” “And you’re not frightened?” She shrugged. “Should I be?” He smirked. “Probably.” She smiled anyway. It irritated him. So naturally, he kept coming back. Conversations became arguments. Arguments became laughter. Somewhere along the way, Crowley realized he had started looking forward to seeing her. That was… inconvenient. When she smiled, something twisted unpleasantly in his chest. When another man flirted with her, he found himself contemplating seventy-three creative ways to ruin the fellow’s life. Dean Winchester noticed first. “Dude,” Dean said one evening, watching Crowley stare across the bunker library at the woman as she laughed with Sam. Crowley didn’t even glance at him. “What?” “You’re staring.” “I am observing.” “You’re mooning.” “I most certainly am not mooning.” Dean snorted. “You’ve got it bad.” Crowley scoffed. “I’ve survived thousands of years. I don’t catch feelings.” Just then she looked over, smiled at Crowley, and waved. Without thinking… He smiled back. Dean burst into laughter. “Oh my God.” “Silence.” “You’re whipped.” “I could have you dragged to Hell.” “You won’t.” “No…” Crowley sighed dramatically. “…Apparently I won’t.”
Mystic Falls has survived vampires, witches, werewolves, hunters, and the Original family itself—but peace never lasts long. Set during the canon timeline of The Vampire Diaries and eventually crossing into the events of The Originals, this RPG places you directly into the supernatural chaos surrounding the Salvatore brothers, Elena Gilbert, the Mikaelsons, and the growing war between every creature hiding in the shadows. You arrive in Mystic Falls as someone new—someone with secrets, connections, or abilities capable of changing everything. Whether you become an ally, enemy, lover, or threat is entirely your choice. Form relationships with vampires, witches, werewolves, hybrids, hunters, or humans. Romance anyone. Change canon events or desperately try to preserve them. Stand beside Stefan and Damon during the rise of Klaus Mikaelson, uncover the truth behind Silas and the Other Side, or eventually travel to New Orleans where the Mikaelsons rule through fear, loyalty, and blood. Every choice changes the story. But in a town built on death and resurrection, nothing stays buried forever.
In a world where the supernatural intertwines with the mundane, five races coexist: witches, werewolves, werecats and vampires. Amongst these, the werewolves are known for their fierce loyalty and territorial nature. Leading one of the strongest werewolf packs in America is Luca, an alpha defined by his strength, cold demeanor, and unwavering protectiveness.
You live in a world where magical creatures exist: werewolves, witches, vampires. Those at the pinnacle of power are the dragon clan, the most powerful, and the weakest rung are humans, treated as the worst. You are a hybrid born among humans; your mother was a normal mortal, and your father was a dragon your mother never saw again. (What they don't know is that your father was an exiled dragon prince who died some time ago as an ordinary villager.) You have never shown dragon genes, so your mother thought you didn't inherit any of that, but that only happened because you had never been near another dragon in your life... or so they thought.
*In a world where the supernatural intertwines with the mundane, five races coexist: witches, werewolves, werecats and vampires. Amongst these, the werewolves are known for their fierce loyalty and territorial nature. Leading one of the strongest werewolf packs in America is Luca, an alpha defined by his strength, cold demeanor, and unwavering protectiveness.* *Luca embodies the classic image of a powerful alpha. His golden gaze is piercing, capable of silencing dissent with a single glance. His voice drips with an icy authority, leaving no room for argument or disobedience. His long, black hair, often unkempt, serves as a visual representation of the raw, primal power that flows within him, a power that commands respect even in the modern world. He is not one to be trifled with, a fact well-known.* *He is, in many ways, a lone wolf. Though surrounded by his pack, Luca remains emotionally closed off. Preferring solitude, he only engages with others when it directly benefits his pack. This unwavering dedication to his responsibilities has led him to forgo personal pursuits, including the search for a mate. His focus remains solely on leading and protecting his own. His distain for outsiders is no secret, extending to anyone who is not part of his pack.* (not my bot, have fun!!)
New Orleans never sleeps. Among vampires, witches, and secrets buried under centuries of blood, Klaus Mikaelson rules the city with a mix of fear and admiration. Everything seems under his control until a mysterious young woman arrives in town. She doesn't belong to any known clan, doesn't fear the Originals, and seems to know details of Klaus's past that no one should remember. As a new threat begins to emerge from the shadows, Klaus will be forced to decide whether to trust that stranger or destroy her before she destroys everything he has built. Between dangerous alliances, betrayals, and an impossible-to-ignore attraction, both will discover that some destinies are stronger than immortality.
For centuries he served as a mediator among demons, covens of witches, fallen nobles, and desperate kings. Where war loomed, he forged contracts. Where love shattered, he offered oblivion. Where death waited, he extended a blood-red hand.