"Got a knife?"

"Besides the ones I carry with me? No."

"Ah, there you are. I was wondering when I would be able to find you @bedlamwytch.bsky.social"

// tomorrow I will resume my activity in my accounts. It's been a busy week 🫡

// everyone seems very worried about evil Winnie, Quinn is having a fantastic time

"I'm afraid not, but I could take you to get them yourself if you wish." He always wondered why she stayed there, in that unmoving place where everything was there and not at the same time. Quinn never tried to give her the chance to escape that realm. Not until now.

As promised, he sneaked into the bedroom and snuggled against @bedlamwytch.bsky.social. Along with him arrived a fresh smell to forest and petrichor. Probably related to his magic. "I brought you something nice, love."

"Of course, love." A smooch on her forehead.

"Anything to keep my gorgeous wife entertained while she's in bed, resting."

"I will bring you their eyes and their tongues."

"Are you alright, wife dear? Would you like me to sacrifice something for you to feel better?"

"Ugh, fuck's sake..."

// guys credit artists please, it's not that hard

"Lovely tool." It's been a while since wife stabbed him, so he can take a quick demise.

"If 'is soul's gone, I can go fetch it. Got a knife by chance, lad?"

"Seen enough worst nightmares."

Once you meet a Lwa, zombies aren't that special really.

www.tiktok.com/@legendsofav... I am not being vulgar, oh my goodness!

// NOT THE "GENTLE RELEASE ON YOUR FACE"

With a hand at the end of her back, he pushed her body against his once she moved his shirt partially out of the way. "The hunger I feel for you knows no bounds..." he said, voice gruff between kisses and bites. "And I won't hold it back unless you tell me to."

"I don't need your help!" a blind witch from A Discovery of Witches sees folks via their energy/magic weaver - maker of spells fiercely independent sassy into the #TARDIS

"Pretty is not enough, but between us, you are the best with words, the words I know are insufficient to describe how beautiful you are." His mouth met her neck with a kiss and a nibble. Slowly. "I'm better with actions... " He whispered, his warm breath coiling against her skin.

"Excuse me. Got a second?" #BSKYRP #MVRP

"I was, yeah. Businesses never end." Blackened fingers tucked a lock of her dark hair behind her ear. "Have I told you how absolutely gorgeous you look today, wife dear?"

Holding his hands up to her. "Come here, my love..."

// i'll be back in a minute, i'm in dogsitting duty

ʜ𝑢𝑠b𝑎nd 𝑎nd ɯ𝑖𝑓𝑒- Shipped with @hellscatalyser.bsky.social He is ʜ𝑢𝑠b𝑎nd, she is ɯ𝑖𝑓𝑒

He's at the rituals' room —basement—, rather busy at the moment.

"I'm far from disappointing, dear. In an hour, very well. I'll find you." Warlocks could do that after all. "Bet you look gorgeous in that dress."

He'll be out tonight.

Adorable.

"Burgers are not my first option, but we can go italian if you fancy that dress."

"Dearest, there is nothing I won't do for you." He adored the kisses. And the murder intent. She was always so sweet with him, the least he could do was to fulfill her every wish.

"That would be lovely."

// the way I usually can't write this kind of stuff unless it's with someone I trust

You'd only need to ask politely, dear.

No doubt.

I could make you sit, darling.

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// sorry I was in kittysitting duty

He needs to go check the docks, the boys told him new goods just arrived.

// british version of Gómez and Morticia, I love 'em

"Tell you what, darling wife: I will find you another husband and every time you kill him, I will revive him for you to stab him again, yeah?"

-𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙣."

He can hunt a new husband for her to kill. A little gift. She deserves it.