Magnus Kusihamar

Berserker / 36 / Professor of Sex and Kink / Co-Owner of The Crimson Clover

[berserkermagnus]

Check In | Magnus & Katell

Katell had been on her way to the Halloween Carnival, however her mind was not on where she was headed. She knew Magnus had a home full of guests at the moment and she'd heard the Crimson Clover had been destroyed. He must have been swamped with responsibilities and problems which is why Katell had kept her distance after everything that had happened. She could not offer any help so she should avoid selfishly wasting his time with her own problems.

She had all the reasons in the world to continue towards the carnival and leave him be, but with every step all she could think about was how he might be faring. So at the last moment, with the carnival in sight, Katell suddenly deviated.

She made her way to the large house and paused outside for just a moment, wondering if she was making a mistake. She likely was, but greedily she continued up to the front door where she gave three light taps. If no one answered then that would be her sign that she should leave.

The house had been a packed mess for a while now, but Magnus was in heaven.  It reminded him of his family home in Iceland, and Jude couldn't be happier with the situation.  She had always wanted a full house and well, you couldn't get much fuller than they were.

One of the only downsides about having a house this full was trying to feed everybody.  Thankfully the island had plenty of game for him to hunt.  He was currently elbows deep in blood as he butchered the two deer he had hunted in the woods.

Hearing a soft knock on the front door, Magnus yelled out “Coming,” and quickly wiped his hands so he wasn't dripping everywhere.  Crossing over to the door, Magnus smiled broadly at the woman at the door.  “Katell, welcome lovely.  I'm sorry I haven't checked up on you before now.  I'd give you a hug but you know,” he shrugged his shoulders, showing her his red stained arms.  “You want to come in? I'm just finishing up separating a couple deer that I hunted to feed everyone.”

@brightwood-duchess

[berserkermagnus]

“Well I don’t mind petting him all he wants really” she said as she began to pet the bear, it wasn’t every day that she got to pet a cute bear after all, so she intended to make the most of it. “Oh that’s really amazing..so you were a very good warrior and so he picked you or you have always been one?” Odin was probably very understanding letting one of his warriors come to the institute, or maybe there were just no battles to fight right now.”Yes I am! have you met others like me?” 

Magnus chuckled a little, his head shaking with amusement at the bear's antics.  If he hadn't trained Bumbles himself, he would think that all he cared about was cuddles and affection.  “I was and still am an amazing warrior.  I became a Berserker in 492 AD when I died as a human and a Valkyrie plucked my soul from the battlefield and presented me to Odin.  Ever since then I've died and been reborn constantly across the centuries.”  Magnus shrugged nonchalantly.  The life cycle of a berserker didn't bother him, especially considering how little he remembered from his many lives.  “I have indeed met many Fae.  There's a number here on the island and I've been to the Fae court many times with my Grandfather.”

@fayeth-araven

[berserkermagnus]

“We are the same!” Ana motioned between them with a huge smile, one hand still holding on to the big fluffy bear. At the feeling of the comforting paw on her, Ana looked up to the creature, the smile on her face turned more giddy in response. 

Scooting closer, she made sure the other man had space to also fully enjoy the warmth of his fluffy friend. Leaning her head against the fur, she looked up as if to search for her thoughts before answering, “Ma…nus. I like it.”        

Magnus couldn't help but chuckle and smile as he watched the woman cuddle up against Bumbles.  It was always that way whenever he saw someone joyfully cuddling with his lifelong companion.  It helped that Bumbles was a pretty damn good judge of character, so anybody he was OK with Magnus would give the benefit of the doubt to.  "Why thank you, I've had that name for a while," he grinned, gently teasing the girl.  “So you know my name, what's yours?

@gulana-alim

[berserkermagnus]

[text] I just heard about the Clover. Are you alright?

{Text-Magnus}: I'm fine. Buildings can be always be rebuilt

{Text-Magnus}: We did lose two employees in the collapse, though. Nothing we could do for it.

[heyxmissxjude]

full house | magnus and jude

It was early, too early to get out of bed and start working on the breakfast buffet she'd been putting out every day since their houseguests had arrived. The djinn just laid in bed with her eyes closed and listened to the symphony of the full house waking around her - people heading to showers and preparing for the day, low murmurs of greetings and conversations. It truly was a symphony to her ears, reminding her of her time back in Iceland. Their home on the island had never been so packed and it brought such joy to her heart. Jude rolled over and fit her head into the dip of Magnus' shoulder with a content sigh, arm wrapping around his waist and leg curling around his. "This is how I always want our home to sound," she admitted with a small yawn.

@berserkermagnus

[berserkermagnus]

Magnus came awake slowly, an unusual occurrence for him given his usual hyperawareness.  It helped that the low din of people getting ready to start their day reminded him of being back at home in Iceland.  Only fully coming awake as Jude settled herself against him, Magnus smiled and wrapped his arm around her and pulled her tight against his body.  "I know it is my love," he commented, stretching and yawning as he snuggled more firmly into bed, pulling his djinn with him.  "Why else do you think we take so many trips back to our people?  We both come from huge families and we both want a huge family.  It's why I was so happy you had this house built for us.  It showed me you knew me."

[layla-dubois]

Marked for Death | Open

Layla was managing pretty well, though her magic flared and sputtered at random intervals but she was riding the highs and lows with more ease than she'd expected. Her classes were paying off.

Others seemed to be having a tougher time. The longer the binding spells remained absent, the more volatile some seemed. She skirted the chaos as she moved down the island streets until her feet came to an abrupt halt.

Had she really seen that? Between the moving crowds, was that face real or were her old nightmares returning to haunt her? Was this all perhaps a dream? It couldn't be, the chaos of the boundary spell coming down was all too real. Then... was that face....

Layla gasped and took a couple steps back as the crowd cleared a bit and she saw the familiar face more clearly. No, it couldn't be! She couldn't really be standing there on the island streets!

Standing before her was her cousin Kalilah DuBois.

"Hello, traitor," Kalilah voice purred out.

Without the institute's protective magic, her family had found her and there was only one reason Kalilah would have been sent to track Layla down like this. The DuBois were seeking absolution from the Sang Vide coven by way of killing the traitor vessel of their family.

"H-how... h-h-how are y-you..." Layla sputtered.

"Seems like someone opened up the gates to your little paradise," Kalilah answered before Layla finished her question. She raised a hand as fire engulfed her fist. "At least you've picked a nice place to die." She offered a cruel smile before launching the ball of flames towards Layla, who stood frozen with fear.

[berserkermagnus]

The day had started out pleasantly enough, Magnus going about his daily routine as if nothing was wrong.  He'd spent the morning going over the next week's lesson plans and after making a filling lunch for both himself and Bumbles, it was time to train.  He might not be an active soldier anymore, but that didn't stop the dedicated berserker from keeping his mind, body, and skills sharp.

He had been in the middle of an ax kata when he felt the ever present tightness on his skin snap free.  It was jarring enough that it threw him off, embedding the training axes into the training dummy instead of pulling his blows.  Leaving them where they were, Magnus took a deep breath, realizing the full depth of his battle trance.

While normally this would be a cause for celebration, the fact that his binding was tied to the boundary spell meant that if one went down so did his binding.  Spinning quickly, the berserker snatched up his Asgardian steel axes, bellowing for Bumbles and slotting the weapons into their holders.

"Come on buddy, somethings not right on the island," he rumbled, petting the polar bear's head before swinging a leg on Bumble's back.  The next words out of his mouth were interrupted by the sound of an explosion, both Magnus and Bumbles' eyes widening.  "Let's get you armored up first," the berserker commented while the bear chuffed his agreement.

Twenty minutes later and a full armored warbear charged into the quad, the dual-wielding berserker astride Bumble's back.  He arrived to hear the last bit of the exchange, the polar bear's roar interrupting the conversation.  Leaping out of the saddle, Magnus leaned up against the bear with a smirk on his face.  "Now, now.  There will be no murdering of any of the students on this campus.  Especially by some interloper that doesn't belong here."  Pushing off Bumble's side, the warbear wandered over and sat down in front of Layla.  "You ok dear?"  Magnus asked, half turning to look at the slave girl.

[berserkermagnus]

xdakotawintersx​:

Dakota rolled their eyes in sheer pleasure at his words. They angled their hips upwards at him, pushing him deeper into their constricting walls. “Fuck,” they whispered breathlessly, tightening around him, as they began to come hard around him, their breath turning ragged. 

Magnus grinned widely as he felt Dakota shift to take his cock deeper into her, grabbing her hips so he could bottom his cock into her.  "That's my good girl," he commented, feeling her start to lose herself around him.  "Are you ready for me to fill your little womb with my seed?"  Magnus questioned, holding himself back to hear her beg him to cum inside her.

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brightwood-duchess​:

“A tour sounds nice,” she accepted, but for the briefest of moments, when Magnus spoke of the place being built for more people, Katell pictured herself living there. It felt rude, even if she made no outward remarks, but she saw herself standing by the open windows and being happy in a place like this with a man like Magnus. However, she quickly pushed that thought aside to decide what to do with it later. She felt so presumptuous. 

When the topic changed to Bumbles, she listened with awe and rapt attention as he told the story of their meeting. She’d been told War Bears were exceptionally rare so this must have been quite a chance meeting. She looked over to Magnus, his soft smile as he remembered had her breath catching in her chest. However she was forced into breathing when the bear startled her with a huff. She chuckled a bit as she refocused on the large beast. 

“Thank you,” she softly spoke when he handed her a warm cup. It smelled divine up close. She took his warning of its strength and started with a small sip. She could feel its warmth pouring down her throat and into her belly, warming her and easing her. “It’s really good,” she remarked with a smile.

She noticed the way Bumbles cocked his head to the side, much like Magnus, and wondered which had learned the mannerism from the other. With permission, Katell reached back out to the bear. She was slow as her hand moved to the side of his massive head, as if offering him time to reject her hand. When she finally touched his fur, scratching behind his ear, she could feel the warmth radiating off of him into her fingers. It eased her as well. It seemed they both shared calming affects as a trait too.

“He seems to have that in common with you,” she teased, a little quietly but more playfully than she’d been before. “He’s beautiful,” she complimented with more seriousness, still a little intimidated but mostly fascinated with the huge creature.

Magnus smiled when Katell agreed to a tour, what nerves he had settling as he smiled softly.  "When Jude had this place built, she tried to imagine every sort of room available.  We've worked to get her since then to add even more utility and fill in some of the blank rooms.  We've got everything from art rooms and dance studios to training rooms built to withstand berserkers and cuddle rooms for the family.  We always pictured having one root family and associated branch families living here.  Kind of like how my family estate is set up."  He smiled softly as he thought of his family back home and how he had tried to recreate that here.

There was a happy sigh as he settled into his seat on the couch, glad to see Bumbles and Katell getting along.  Call it a silly notion, but he had worried about how they would get on.  Considering he was thinking about claiming Katell, making sure she fit in with all aspects of his family was important.  "I'm glad you like it," Magnus commented, giving Bumbles a nod of his head.  "Mulled mead is often served during the cold months at home.  This particular blend of herbs and spices is said to lift both the heart and the spirit."

"Are you insinuating I'm a giant cuddler," Magnus playfully growled, slipping from his seat to lay down against Bumbles, giving Katell a faux stern look before he started chuckling.  "You may be right about that.  Though if you keep complimenting him like that, he's gonna get a big head… Or bigger than it already is," Magnus replied, reaching over to ruffle the fur on Bumbles' head.

[berserkermagnus]

heyxmissxjude​:

It was a good thing that Magnus had forethought, because the djinn’s brain was too scrambled and deep within sub space to have even thought of a waterproof mat.  Moments like these were what allowed her to be so outwardly dominant.  Giving in to that other part of herself, to be the one receiving commands rather than issuing them.  And she knew her berserker felt the same way when the shoe was on the other foot.  It was that shared vulnerability they so rarely showed the world; it was an honor to Domme him, and an escape to submit to him.

Jude leaned into the hold on her hair, returning his kiss with eager and needy lips.  Following his guidance and words, she moved to all fours as his whispers promised bliss.  Overstimulation was always a favor to give, and to receive.  A shudder traveled her spine even as she lolled her head upwards, an almost satisfied smile on her lips.  After having so many orgasms denied, she had no doubts this was going to take some time and ultimately some pain.  But those were the ones she loved, pleasure shifting into overstimulation and nearly violent orgasms.  “Yes, please, Sir,” she all but sighed, thighs starting to tremble as her sex dripped with her arousal.

Magnus smiled at how needy and eager Jude got when they reached this point in her submission.  It was part of the joy he got out of being the person Jude came to when she needed to submit.  His grin grew as he walked around her on her hands and knees, his fingers trailing along her nude form. "Look at you all set up waiting for me.  You are so very sexy."  He continued his walk around her kneeling form, his fingertips light on her skin until he arrived at her ass.  "Someone looks ready to be fucked until she can't hold herself up anymore."  Kneeling down behind Jude, Magnus rubbed his hands along her ass before delivering a firm slap to one of her cheeks before he lined himself up with her.  Leaving his cock pressing against her entrance Magnus grinned.  "How badly do you want me inside you?"

[berserkermagnus]

novaxwalker​:

Okay..in hindsight she probably should have known better. She was already vulnerable, with her earbuds in and aide off. So adding closing her eyes to the mix? Yeah that had been stupid. But shit, sometimes a girl just needed to be alone with her passion and the opportunity to lose herself in it. If for only a short amount of time. But yeah, lesson learned: keep your eyes open so you can haul ass from the fucking polar bear who was most definitely out to eat you…

Feeling the sniff on her exposed skin that was certainly not from a dog, Nova finally did indeed look at who she was talking to. Or more like what she was talking to. And promptly fell back on her ass with a yelp. “What the fuck!” She screeched, crab-walking backwards while at the same time fumbling with her earbuds and aide. “Are you insane! What the hell are you doing with that thing around people?” Wait a sec…what the hell was a polar bear doing on a tropical island in the first place? One crazy thing at a time, priorities…

Magnus had to work to keep from laughing out loud when the woman yelped and fell, the bear tilting his head to the side in confusion.  “Easy there,” the berserker remarked, walking up and putting a hand on Bumbles neck.  “This big ball of fluff is more likely to lick you than eat you.  He’s a big teddy bear.”  Chuckling, Magnus kept his hand on Bumbles, giving the woman space if she wanted it.  “Besides, this thing as you put it is a he and his name is Bumbles.  Oh, and I’m not insane, I’m a berserker, name’s Magnus.”  He chuckled as he imagined what Jude’s response to him being called insane.  “Though I suppose there are some here who might call me insane, but for completely different reasons.”

[berserkermagnus]

[text] I need a barrel of the strongest drink you have.

{Text-Magnus}: Don't really do barrels, but I can have a couple bottles ready. What's the occasion?

@clarawoodhouse

[clarawoodhouse]

berserkermagnus​:

{Text-Magnus}:  I mean, most men do when they get to that point.  Had you ever discussed marriage before he proposed?

{Text-Magnus}:  I didn’t know you had a cat, not surprised though given your daughter.  And of course I have booze available.  I’d be a piss poor club owner/brewer if I didn’t have booze accessible.

Clara: Not formally, no. 

Clara: Don’t you dare tell Lottie that I got a cat. She’ll send me a baby tiger. 

Clara: Then I am on my way to the club. I need the strongest that you have. 

[berserkermagnus]

{Text-Magnus}: What does not formally mean?

{Text-Magnus}: Yeah, I'm definitely telling her now lol

{Text-Magnus}: I'll be there

[berserkermagnus]

[text] I need a barrel of the strongest drink you have.

{Text-Magnus}: Don't really do barrels, but I can have a couple bottles ready. What's the occasion?

@clarawoodhouse

[berserkermagnus]

clarawoodhouse​:

Clara: He was expecting an ecstatic yes.

Clara: He left my cat in my home. He loves the damned cat. Please tell me you have at least one bottle ready.

{Text-Magnus}:  I mean, most men do when they get to that point.  Had you ever discussed marriage before he proposed?

{Text-Magnus}:  I didn’t know you had a cat, not surprised though given your daughter.  And of course I have booze available.  I’d be a piss poor club owner/brewer if I didn’t have booze accessible.

[berserkermagnus]

fayeth-araven​:

“I see, well I’m sorry for calling him a pet, is very nice to meet you Bumbles” she said politely to the bear “So you’re a berserker?… I actually don’t know much about Berserkers would you tell me more?” she asked, if there was one thing she doubted she’d get bored of was learning about all the species here and though she supposed she could read more about them back at home it was better to learn from them directly “Well yes, I’d feel bad if you eneded up eaten by a bird or something like that…I’m Fayteh nice to meet you,.”

Magnus grinned at the woman's comment, giving her a nod of acceptance as Bumbles shuffled over and nosed at the woman's body demanding pets.  "If you don't pet him he's just gonna keep nudging you.  He can be insistent like that."  Her question about Berserkers made him smile as it wasn't one he had needed to answer in a while.  "Well there's a long answer and a short answer.  Short answer is that we're holy warriors sworn to Odin to bring glory to his name, being reincarnated every time we die.  And you my dear are a Seelie Fae."  He grinned and shrugged, chuckling a little.  He had met a number of Fae over his very long lifespan.  The berserker king couldn't help but laugh at her expressed worries, waving off her concern.  "I'm not really worried about something trying to eat me, they'll find out that they've bitten off more than they can chew.  It's nice to meet you as well.  

[berserkermagnus]

rowanxaubri​:

“Well don’t threaten me with a good time,” she countered, laughing brightly.  It was a welcome change of pace after a morning of creeps.  Not to mention they were both more than well aware that a spanking would only egg her on.  Though after the cow costume, she wasn’t feeling particularly horny.  Surprise, surprise.

“Did … did you just show humility?”  Rowan overdramatically let her mouth fall open, blinking rapidly before chuckling and shrugging off the puppy dog eye comment.  Clearly it did work to a certain extent, because now she was glove free and could actually use her damn fingers.  Though she couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Magnus’ joke, shaking her head even as she continued to chuckle.  He wasn’t wrong, but she wasn’t going to tell him that.  “Literally anywhere I can get this damn thing off of me.  I’d invite you back to my little slave apartment but I’d need permission first.  And I’d rather not tempt fate with my claim right now.”  She still didn’t know Paris that well, but she didn’t want to potentially garner more attention than necessary at the moment.

"I suppose I could just edge you for a while instead.  That could be a fun punishment," Magnus grinned broadly, knowing exactly how well his young human friend would take such an occurrence.  Not that this situation was at all sexual despite the Institute's attempt at sexy Halloween.

His eyebrow rose as he snorted a laugh and shook his head at Rowan's overreaction.  She was a bit of a drama queen when she wanted to be.  Her chuckle brought a grin to his face as he was glad to cheer up his friend, if even for a little while.  "We can head back to my place if you'd like.  I'm sure Bumbles would love a cuddle or twenty."

[berserkermagnus]

[text] I need a barrel of the strongest drink you have.

{Text-Magnus}: Don't really do barrels, but I can have a couple bottles ready. What's the occasion?

@clarawoodhouse

[berserkermagnus]

clarawoodhouse​:

Clara: A not yet fashion, bordering on him keeping the ring for now.

Clara: He wasn’t one of the ones being punished. Pretty sure I fucked everything up.

{Text-Magnus}:  Ahh.  Well, I can imagine that was not the reception he was looking for.

{Text-Magnus}:  He was lucky then, and I’m sure you didn’t fuck everything up.  It was an unexpected answer and he probably needs time to process it

[berserkermagnus]

[text] I need a barrel of the strongest drink you have.

{Text-Magnus}: Don't really do barrels, but I can have a couple bottles ready. What's the occasion?

@clarawoodhouse

[clarawoodhouse]

Clara: More than a couple bottles. Arthur proposed. I broke down. Then I thought he understood and things were going well, but I haven't heard from him.

[berserkermagnus]

{Text-Magnus}: Ahh. By broke down, do you mean in a yes fashion, a no fashion, or did you leave him without an answer?

{Text-Magnus}: To be fair, I'm sure a lot of folks are hiding out after that punishment

[berserkermagnus]

[text] I need a barrel of the strongest drink you have.

{Text-Magnus}: Don't really do barrels, but I can have a couple bottles ready. What's the occasion?

@clarawoodhouse