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łukaz łaska. witch. counselor. survivor. [ haunts roleplay account ]

[lukazlaska]

john krasinski, gay, cis male + he/him/his → isn’t that łukaz łaska? i’ve seen them hanging out with the counselors. i hear they're forty-five (actually seventy-five), but they’ve been been coming to camp for number of as long as anyone can remember. they seem to be erudite & helpful, but also aloof & secretive. it’s cool that they’re capable of necromancy, divination, astral projection, and intangibility! their aesthetics are dimly lit candles, scattered open books, and tea leaves all over the table. | gunn, 32, he/him/his, est + none

basics

full name łukaz łaska age "forty-five" (seventy-five) gender cis male (he/him/his) orientation homoromantic homosexual species human (witch) occupation librarian powers scrying, divination, astral projection, intangibility, necromancy

physical

hair brown eyes hazel height six foot three build tall, broad-shouldered, toned muscle physical marks a few faint scars on his back face claim john krasinski

mental

alignment lawful neutral positive traits erudite, helpful, wise negative traits aloof, secretive, messy hobbies reading, collecting books, teamaking, meditating phobias chionophobia (fear of snow) sexual preference versatile top; can be dominant or submissive depending on what's wanted from him

origins

birthplace reszel, poland parents both deceased siblings none education masters degree in library science

biography

TBA

[cauldroncrafter]

Richmond leans over to inspect the bubbling concoction. The aroma is a bit pungent, but he doesn't sense anything dangerous or toxic. "Hmm, it's hard to say. The potion you're brewing seems to be a little overcooked. I think you may have added too much heat too soon. You should try adjusting the temperature a little and let it simmer slowly."

[lukazlaska]

"Overdoing it, as I usually do," Lukaz says, blushing at the critique. It always seemed like he couldn't do anything with these potions correctly; he put too much thought into the process. It just didn't feel natural.

"How are you so good at this? It seems like every witch but me knows what they're doing..."

[lukazlaska]

@pjwilliams: "Yeah, that's it… just like that, baby."

Despite his age and experience, Lukaz sometimes needed to be, well, coached through the act. It's not as though he didn't know how to please someone on his own, but when establishing a new dynamic with someone, there could be some awkwardness. And he didn't want his sexual relationship with PJ to be that.

Plus, PJ knew how to assert himself and make his desires known rather easily without Lukaz even needing to ask.

"This is good?" asks Lukas, looking up at PJ as he licked at the younger man's pink, taut asshole, darting at it with tentative prods. "You are so tight... I can feel it on my tongue."

[lukazlaska]

@cauldroncrafter: ❛ there are potions that can be used for both, good and evil. ❜

It was not lost on Lukas that, despite his age and experience, he could still learn quite a few things from others. In particular, Lukaz never really got into potion-making like some of his contemporaries; he just didn't really have a use for it in his daily magic. But a day spent without learning was a day wasted, and Richmond could teach him and a thing or two there.

"Well, I know that much," Lukaz chuckles. "I believe we can move past the introductory nature of our lessons, Richmond... but tell me, is my cauldron supposed to bubble like this...?" he asks, gesturing to the commotion happening below him.

[memesrusrpr]

✧  MAGIC  SENTENCE  STARTERS.

relating to, but not limited to, witchcraft & witchery. may or may not contain triggers, categorized by good/neutral and dark magic as requested.  please proceed to read/reblog with caution.

GOOD / NEUTRAL  MAGIC

❛ not all spells are bad, you must stray away from the bad magic. ❜

❛ there’s nothing wrong with a bit of magic, as long as it’s for the good. ❜

❛ you’re like a vase and the magic is the water.  ❜

❛ i don’t need magic to see that. ❜

❛ not every spell is considered to be bad. ❜

❛ this spell book here contains no such bad magic nor will it ever. ❜

❛ i’m working up a new potion. it’s for the greater good, of course. ❜

❛ i’ve never used my powers/magic for anything but good things. ❜

❛ there is no competition with magic, you either possess, or you don’t. ❜

❛ no one power/magic is better nor greater than the other. ❜

❛ remember, everything you learn is to be used for good. ❜

❛ you think every witch/sorcerer is bad? do i look evil to you?  ❜

❛ i’ve only ever used my magic/powers for good. ❜

❛ it’s not the magic/powers that are bad, it’s the person who possesses it. ❜  

❛ there is good and bad in everything, you must always chose to be good. ❜

❛ my powers/magic are not a weapon! i will not be treated as such! ❜

❛ magic is a delicate thing and i treat it as such. ❜

❛ i don’t always use magic/my powers, i don’t always need to. ❜

❛ it is a blessing not a curse, it’s only a curse if you wish to do evil. ❜

❛ i did come here to show off my powers/magic, what do you take me for? ❜

❛ i’m not a witch! i’m a person possessing magic. big difference. ❜

❛ these are healing potions, they will heal just about any form of life. ❜

❛ the good always outweighs the bad, just remember that. ❜

❛ it’s best to use magic/powers when you understand them.  ❜

❛ nothing will hurt us if we stay inside this circle ❜

❛ what witch/sorcerer doesn’t own a spell book? ❜

❛ for future reference, never interrupt my ritual again. ❜

❛ gemstones are great collectibles for healing. ❜

❛ every movie about witchcraft is kind of off point, i feel. ❜

❛ i’m unable to use magic/my powers until i’m older. ❜

❛ do you fly on broom stick and all that? ❜

❛ it’s actually rather hard to stir up a potion. ❜

❛ i don’t own a wand nor a broom stick, but i will drop a house on you. ❜

❛ spell books are often hard to find. ❜

❛ i could close my eyes, pretend to concentrate and you would be scared. ❜

❛ you know they used to hang witches back in the olden days. ❜

❛ this isn’t a spell, this is common sense. ❜

❛ this isn’t magic, it’s just glitter. ❜

❛ i’ve always wanted to live in a cabin in the woods though. ❜

❛ the best time to do a ritual is of an evening. ❜

❛ would like to do a healing ritual with me? it’s harmless. ❜

❛ let’s go candle shopping, come on! i love candles! ❜

❛ i’m still human, you know, with feelings! ❜

❛ you know, there is something else i possess; feelings! ❜

❛ what’s so special about it? nothing, of course. it’s not special. ❜

❛ i don’t feel any greater or better because of it. ❜

❛ there are spells/potions that can be used for both, good and evil. ❜

❛ i would rather not use magic/my powers, i’d rather pretend i don’t have any. ❜

❛ i would never flaunt it as if it’s something so great to have! ❜

❛ i’ve never used this spell before.   ❜

❛ i’ll let you light the candles ❜ 

❛ the ritual begins soon. i suggest you prepare yourself. ❜

❛ let’s say the incantation together ❜

❛ magic isn’t evil. it’s just shades of grey. ❜

DARK  MAGIC

❛ i’ve never used magic for anything other than evil. ❜

❛ i will be the greatest and the most powerful, mark my words. ❜

❛ i’ve hexed so many people, i’ve lost count. ❜

❛ a curse is never easy to lift, hence the sole purpose of it. ❜

❛ what’s the point in having powers/magic, if you don’t take advantage? ❜

❛ you have always abused your magical privileges.  ❜

❛ i wouldn’t use my powers/magic for the good if it was life and death. ❜

❛ you really only know how to cast curses/hexes? ❜

❛ i specialize in curses and hexes only, anything else is just noise. ❜

❛ shhh, you shouldn’t even speak of such dark magic. ❜

❛ this book is full of the darkest magic you’ll ever read. ❜

❛ what is the difference between light and dark magic? ❜

❛ dark magic is wonderful, you learn the most from it. ❜

❛ there are so many hexes/curses to cast, i never know which one to pick. ❜  

❛ have you ever had a curse/hex casted upon you? ❜

❛ there is no such thing as good magic. ❜

❛ why are you so wicked with such a beautiful gift? ❜

❛ you do not deserve to possess magic/powers. ❜

❛ i’ve got a wicked idea in mind, want to hear? it involves magic. ❜

❛ the best magic of all, of course, is dark magic. ❜

❛ have you ever wanted to step into dark magic? ❜

❛ this a book of dark magic, but it is not easy to open. ❜

❛ you have to do a sacrifice to get this dark magic book open. ❜

❛ have you ever participated in dark magic? it’s very liberating. ❜

❛ all of these spells contain blood and sacrifice… ❜

❛ magic like this is forbidden, and for good reason. ❜

❛ with this book of spells, we have the power to destroy everything ❜

❛ if this wasn’t dangerous, it wouldn’t be interesting ❜ 

❛ have you ever wanted to bring someone back from the dead? ❜

❛ i don’t care what it takes. i’m bringing them back! ❜

❛ be warned; what you’re going to see might terrify you ❜ 

❛ this seems… dangerous ❜

❛ one way or another, i’ll make them love me ❜

❛ you can’t just use magic to manipulate people like this! ❜

❛ this isn’t right. it’s unnatural! ❜

❛ this is the only true way to speak to the dead ❜

❛ if we do this spell correctly, we’ll own the world. ❜

❛ this isn’t the first curse i’ve cast. ❜ 

❛ this book of black magic is my little secret. would you like to see? ❜

❛ be quiet or i’ll curse you ❜

❛ they’ll regret the day they even thought to cross me ❜

❛ they’ll be alive again, but not the same as they were before ❜

❛ no one ever said dark magic was easy ❜

❛ this spell couldn’t actually kill anyone, could it? ❜

❛ i’ve seen far more disturbing things than this ❜

❛ demons don’t scare me ❜

❛ do you want to see something truly horrifying? ❜

❛ we need a sacrifice ❜ 

❛ all you need to do is offer a little bit of blood. just a tiny bit, that’s all! ❜

❛ i’ve never felt power like this before ❜

❛ open your eyes. it’s time for you to come back to life. ❜

❛ i’ve done it. i am the master of death! ❜

❛ i cannot help you with your wishes, it’s far too evil. ❜

❛ look, it’s really not like any of that. ❜

❛ trust me, and step into the circle ❜

❛ do you believe in demons? ❜

[spicyrpmemes-galore]

praise kink thingies

change pet names/gender as needed

"You're taking me so well."

"You're so obedient, good job."

"Fucking you feels so incredible."

"Your ass looks incredible in that."

"You taste so fucking good, baby."

"Shh, be good and hold still, baby."

"You're being such a good boy/girl."

"Yeah, that's it… just like that, baby."

"You're so much fun to use like this."

"Oh, don't you look so pretty like this..."

"You're face looks so cute when you cum."

"Yeah, ride it like that. You're doing so good."

"I could listen to the noises you make all day."

"I'm so lucky to have you to play with, aren't I?"

"Open your mouth, baby. Just like that, good…"

"You're so good at that… gonna make me cum."

"You’ve been so good lately, you deserve a reward."

"I love the way you look when you’re on your knees."

"Just like that.. you know how to please me so well."

"On your knees, sweetheart… that's a good boy/girl."

"I love it when you whimper like that, it sounds so cute."

"Did you wear that just for me? Oh, it's gorgeous, baby."

"Go on, beg for this, baby. You sound so cute when you beg."

"You make such pretty noises... let's have you make some more."

"Let me see your face while I fuck you. You're too cute not to look at."

"No, keep looking at me. I want to see those gorgeous eyes roll back."

"Aw, do you get shy when I praise you? But, you are such a good boy/girl."

"Don't worry, you can take it. Good boys/girls take everything they're given."

"I'm so proud of you for safewording, baby. Good job, now let's get you cleaned up."

"No, look in the mirror, baby. You deserve to see how how good you look right now, too."

[maddeningmoonlight]

"So true. Doesn't make me any better at math." Link said with a laugh as he nudged the other man with a bright smile on his face. "I can see how that would work for some people and in some ways- I need chemistry. I can do that. But I always felt like it was more an art form. Like poetry. Though I do know an awful lot about melting points and what elements are explosive." he said with a thoughtful hum, Lukaz was right there was some book smarts that went into it.

"Are you telling me that this is the less handsome version of you? Shit. I would have fainted from swooning if I saw you before then." Link went silent for a moment before deciding to fess up. "I had a bad dream. The next ghost at the camp was someone I knew. I know it wasn't a vision I don't have that kind if power. But it still kinda fucked with me."

[lukazlaska]

"That's an interesting way to look at it," Lukaz ponders. "I've never been a very artistic mind. At least, I don't think of myself as being vert artistic, or creative... I'm too cerebral and methodical to approach magic that way. I need it to make... sense. Procedural sense—"

And now he feels like he's boring the other.

"You're kind," he blushes. Big words from such a handsome man in his own right. "Do you want to talk about it...? That sort of thing does happen to be my thing. Perhaps I could help you work through it. Put your mind at ease..."

[pjwilliams-deactivated20250109]

pj didn't what it was that compelled him to go out that moment,           especially when the camp bonfire was about to start. but there was a deep, insistent itch at the back of his skull that refuses to be ignored. like a call from some corner of his brain, of his heart. of his soul, and his grandfather's soul, and all the other witch doctors before them. the dark pearl around his neck even felt heavier as he seemed to get closer to it.

does he know exactly what the call was about? no, he doesn't. but instinct seemed to control his body now and he has no choice but to follow. and frankly, something inside him also wants to know what this is all about ... and if it would give more answers to his true gift and nature, then so be it. he will happily see this through.

and before he knew it, the call finally grew silent. satisfied. and pj found himself halfway in the door of a counselor's cabin, with the smell of cedar being the first thing to greet him. the second was the figure of a man who sat in the dim light, as if expecting him as well.

he was ... familiar. but in a way that a counselor is familiar to him, seeing his face in the passing crowd of campers and other counselors, no. but a deep-seated familiarity that came from another time, another world.     "   lukaz.   "    pj heard himself say, but the voice was not his. and the pearl against his chest seemed to pulse.

snapping back to reality, he cleared his throat and tried again.    "   hey, mister laska. uh ...   "    he says with a chuckle, unsure how to proceed.    "   this is weird. i honestly don't know why i came here.   "

[lukazlaska]

Lukaz did not feel bad about luring this mysterious, yet familiar, boy to his cabin. His intentions were not predatory. He simply wanted to... learn. Know how and why this person resembled his lost love so closely. It could't have been mere coincidence. Lukaz didn't believe in such a thing. Not when his powers contracted that notion.

When the boy finally arrived, it seemed he had a passing familiarity with Lukaz already, despite having not met one another yet. Intriguing. Had he just familiarized himself with the staff, or...

Did he recognize Lukaz from their affair so many years ago?

Being this close to the boy, Lukaz's powers of divination, necromancy, etcetera... they all pinged. Something about his guest brought him back to his younger days. Lukaz didn't look much different now than he did then; a thick beard covered his face as did several wrinkles, but otherwise, the young man would have likely been able to recognize him. If he was indeed the person Lukaz suspected.

"Oh, hello," he says, pretending he didn't subconsciously summon the student here himself. "I don't think i've gotten to introduce myself to you, but–" he begins, slightly smirking. "Clearly you already know who I am. Lukaz is just find, no need to be so formal... but I don't know your name yet...?"

[covensteadboys-deactivated20241]

The compliment sends a shudder of pleasure through their body. With how they'd tempted and seduced the man, they would've said a devil themselves. But angel? The man is too complimentary, and Niimi finds they like it.

"If I'm an angel," they say, pulling back only enough to speak so their lips brush Łukaz's with every word, "then so are you. My guardian angel."

Niimi somehow presses their bodies closer, their own cock trapped between them, leaking precum like a leaky faucet.

They brush the tips of their noses together before connecting their lips again.

[lukazlaska]

'Angel' really was the only word Lukaz could think of to describe a beauty like Niimi, with long, curly hair that framed their delicate face so perfectly. But his studies of angels in Biblical lore also reminded him that, despite popular assumption, they were never entirely innocent. Sometimes even actively harmful. Niimi represented them somewhere in the middle, he thought. Soft, but with a little bit of bite behind them.

Feeling their drooling cock as it grind against his midsection, Lukaz keeps Ni close, he savors the kiss. Niimi possessed so much passion within him; perhaps too much for Lukaz himself to receive, even.

"You're going to make me—" he warns, their mouths still close to touch as he lets out a soft moan. "Don't want this to end—"

[covensteadboys-deactivated20241]

Niimi ignores Łukaz's concerns for a moment, reveling in the touch. They love when their lovers play with their hair. It's one of many reasons they keep it long.

They suck and tongue slowly, giving the muscle and nipple the attention it deserves.

When they're sure that nipple is thoroughly ravished, the pull off and place a gentle kiss to it.

"You're right," they say, placing kisses along the hairy chest as they move to the other nipple. "I don't want anyone else to see you like this, sir. This is for my eyes and pleasure only."

They latch their mouth the same way they had, now on the other nipple and pec, demonstrating that the man's body deserving of worship.

[lukazlaska]

Lukaz's protests grow increasingly faded the longer he enjoys Niimi's seduction, marveling at the young person's enthusiasm for him. The man knew others found him attractive —a truth he himself did not understand most of the time time— so when one actually acted on it and initiated sex, all he could do was go along with the ride and perhaps even let himself enjoy it.

Even if it was with the protege of his beloved, longtime student.

"I— are you sure your mentor wouldn't find out a out this...?" is Lukaz's only concern at this point, but even he can't really be that fussed about it when Ni's lips feel that good on his chest.

[covensteadboys-deactivated20241]

Niimi feels the man's gaze get more focused on them, so they stop the active flirtation for a bit. Bait and patience, reel him in slowly. Make him desperate for their affection and attention.

"Don't second guess that," they say, grabbing a pile at their feet and starting new piles based on author names. "If that's how you're inclined to, that's how we'll do it. I'll start on this side of the room."

They look up with puppy eyes and smile at the softly rugged man. They don't say where the man should start, giving him the option to be near them or make a half-assed attempt to avoid them. Either way, Niimi intends to get closer.

[lukazlaska]

For someone so stuck in his ways, Lukaz also had his moments of indecisiveness; an instinctual need to second-guess himself at every turn. He filled the role of 'absent-minded professor' to a tee. It was not an intended or wanted role, but then again, lots about him could be seen as contradictory.

"Let's go with author surname. While I'm still committed to the choice," Lukaz decides, smiling at the younger person. "You know, if magic doesn't work out for you, I think you've got a calling for housekeeping. Perhaps you could even use your magic to do it... what are your plans? For when you inevitably leave us here, I mean. Surely you've got aspirations for a life outside this camp?"

[malebimbo]

John Krasinski by Nino Muñoz - Modern Luxury (Mar. 2018)

[covensteadboys-deactivated20241]

Niimi twists to look back at where Łukaz's massive cock smoothly slides in and out of their ass. Seducing the man had been one of the best decisions of their life. Taking what they'd learned from their master and testing it on the man that trained him.

They look back down at the man and smile. They run a hand through the man's thick hair.

"We'll get back to that momentarily, sir," they say, then lick at the man's mouth. "Surely, one needs a clear mind before attempting to clear their space. And you were obviously distracted."

They smirk, proud at how quickly they'd gotten the man to pull him in for a kiss this time.

[lukazlaska]

They'd definitely taken things too far now, and Lukaz didn't know how he would be able to get out of it. Not that he wanted to. Niimi was such an excellent lover —surprising for someone of their age— and clearly had nothing but incredible desire to prove themselves to him. As though they hadn't already done so by now.

Eilong could never find out about this.

Moaning as his lips were captured into a tight, passionate kiss, all Lukaz could do was settle his hands at Ni's sides, helping them ride him to the best of their abilities.

"Heavens—" he gasps, looking up at Ni with admiration. "Like an angel, you are—"

[covensteadboys-deactivated20241]

Niimi couldn't explain it. They'd just seen Łukaz at the mess hall, wearing a surprisingly tight sweater and their mouth had begun watering for something more tempting than even food made by Maia.

So they'd lured the man back to Łukaz's lodge and immediately stripped them both down to their underwear. Then, placing the man in his favorite desk chair, Niimi fell to their knees and began worshiping the masculine body.

"I'm very hungry, sir," they reply, looking up through their eyelashes and licking the nipple. "You looked like a whole meal, I just had to partake."

Then, opening their mouth as wide as they can, they latch it onto the man's pec, sucking, swirling their tongue through the hair and around the pebbled nipple.

[lukazlaska]

This was wrong. Niimi was not only a protege to himself, but also one to Eilong, his own student from many years ago. But something about the kid... Lukaz couldn't resist. And clearly, neither could Niimi, if the way they sought to admire and worship his body could be seen as an indication.

Moaning heartily as Ni latched onto his nipple with those sweet, pink lips, Lukaz throws his head back in tentative pleasure. "Careful, we will call attention to ourselves—" he warns, a wayward hand finding its way into Ni's generous head of thick, curly hair, grabbing hold tight for support. "Slow, slow..."

[maddeningmoonlight]

"Quantum physics huh? Nothing. At all. My brothers used to tell me all my hair suffocated my brain. I was never the smart one, not for lack of trying it just doesn't stick when it's things like math. I prefer magic myself." Link laughed as he moved to sit down next to the other man as he scratched the back of his head. Blue eyes scanning over the pages as if he would understand something from them. He would not.

"I am afraid I am not more than a pretty face. Unfortunately I can't be like you, handsome and smart." Link said with a little smile as he leaned his head into his hand with a smile watching the other. "I can leave if you don't want company. Just sometimes at times like this I crave company and I thought you might too."

[lukazlaska]

"Well, you've got lovely hair, anyway. Nobody can take that away from you," Lukaz chuckles. "But that's the thing about math and science, and magic... they're all related. Part of larger whole. I knew this be true even before I knew anything of magic. I was always such a good student in my classes, particularly with arithmetic—"

Lukaz catches himself as he is about to ramble.

"I am smart, yes, but increasingly less handsome," he smiles. "And I would love to have your company, Link. It's almost as thought you responded to a subconscious call from myself... where were you just now?"

[covensteadboys-deactivated20241]

Well, if it doesn't last that long, Niimi will make up excuses to stay longer. They've become very interested in getting to know their master's mentor. They want to see if they can learn anything at the man's knee like Eliong did.

"Well, with how cozy you look, I very much doubt you're a slob," they say with a light and teasing tone. "This seems more like organized chaos that's just getting out of hand. A good refreshing organization will help not only the books but you as well."

They start walking around the room, taking note of what books are there. They slip off their over shirt, revealing their tight tank top and strong lean arms. They hope the man notices.

"It seems most of this collection is non-fiction. When you need a book on a certain topic, do you think of the title or author more often?"

They look to Łukaz as they tie their long hair back, purposefully showing off how long and lean their body is, along with their pits, in case the man likes that particular body area.

[lukazlaska]

"Organized chaos... that's a good way of putting it, I suppose. Everything in here has its place... I can just never decide where their place is. Some would call that madness, but it makes sense to me, anyway. Sometimes that's all that matters..."

As he speaks, he notices Niimi strip off some of their clothes, revealing the toned body beneath them. Hmm. Suddenly Lukaz felt the room get hotter.

"I reckon I usually alphabetize my books by author. I tend to stick to the same names when I'm deep into my reading... but now you've got me second-guessing that choice..."

[lukazlaska]

@pjwilliams

Lukaz couldn't believe it.

This new camper, beyond the obvious nature of his gorgeousness, looked exactly like his lost love. The one who departed him many, many moons ago. The person he tried to defy the laws of nature for; the one he wished to have a child with. Walking around like nothing.

How could this be? Was it... him? Really him? It couldn't have been. The boy he worshipped would have either been quite elderly or dead by now.

Which meant the answer had to have been one thing: reincarnation. Just as he potentially foresaw in a vision some number of years ago. This couldn't be coincidence. It was fate. Maybe.

Lukaz didn't even know how to introduce himself to the young man. He knew he needed to investigate further, but even someone as reclusive and socially unskilled like him knew better than to bluntly come out with his theory. If the hands of fate were indeed behind this, Lukaz would have to wait. Wait for the boy to come to him.

But he could influence the divine slightly. Lighting a candle of manifestation —in his favored scent, cedar— by his front window, it wouldn't be long until he learned if any truth laid in his theory.

He hoped his suspicions were correct.