Just Out Of Curiosity, How Would You Conjure Me?

Evina: You underestimated just how much of an idiot you were dealing with.

Helena: No, I am pretty aware.

I-

Pardon?

don’t bite the hand that fingered you or whatev they say

Source

No context just...

Her

After That Aftermath

Nova: It is breaking and entering if you really think about it.

Juliette: A chonky dude with a white beard breaks into your house.

Andi: Like-

Juliette: Let me say it.

Andi: Go ahead...make me proud.

Juliette: Similar to Lebron James breaking you front door down saying "Want a sprite cranberry."

Andi: :loud wheezing:

Juliette: Or like the kool-aid man screaming "OH YEAHHHHHHH"

I...I...cannot process-

“Liora...” I whisper as we’re getting up in the morning, “How would you feel about playing a game.” I put a plug and a small vibrating dildo on the bed, and a smirk on my lips. “If I can keep these in all day without breaking, I get to do whatever I want to you, but if you can push me over the edge before the end of shift, you can have me any way you want for the week. And you can even put them in this morning.”

She picks up the small vibrator in her hands, twisting it back in forth as her iridescent eyes take you in. Moving slowly across the bed, she leans over and begins kissing the fine lines of your neck and collarbone. She takes your mouth in hers as she slowly places her hand beneath your panty line, gently slipping the vibrator deep inside of you.

"I certainly hope you're prepared for this, darling." She purrs into your ear. "Because I plan on completely breaking you before lunch."

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YO WAIT

I NEVER THOUGHT OF THAT!

I'M GETTING THE SAME VIBES!

Someone tell me why I’m getting similar vibes from ‘Cell Block Tango’ (Chicago) and ‘Ex-Wives’ (SIX)?

Galen: I’m wanted in a couple states.

Galen: Fifty, actually.

Reblog to make a trans girls tits grow.

:dying noises: This is so cute 🥺

Just a little Holiday fluff I wrote for our favorite Sorceress! Happy Holigays, folks 😊♥️ 

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My breath catches in my throat as soon as I enter the living room. Helena’s silhouette brilliantly outlined by the soft glow of  the fireplace. The lean muscles in her arms flexing ever so slightly as she meticulously places ornaments upon our first Christmas tree. My heart warms at the sight of it, and I can’t help the fond smile that rises to my lips. Long strips of moonlit hair cascading over her focused eyes with each ornament that goes up. A master at everything she does, I had never seen a Christmas tree look more perfect. It was almost as perfect as her.

“Babe?” I ask her softly, causing her bright blue eyes to catch mine sharply.

“Yes, my love?”

“Here, I brought you something to try.” I reply as I hand her a steaming mug with Santa’s face on the side of it.

“And what is this called?” She raises the mug to her delicate nose, taking in the aroma before indulging herself in a long sip - her eyes widening as the taste fully hits her tongue.

“First tell me.. do you like it?” I ask teasingly.

“I enjoy it very much, yes.” She says before eagerly taking another sip.

“This is my Grandmother’s special hot chocolate.” I say with a smile. “The secret is adding just a little bit of peppermint to it.”

“It’s quite lovely. Was your Grandmother an alchemist?” She asks as she finishes the contents of her drink.

“Nope. She just loved chocolate.” I reply with a laugh as I join Helena by the tree - wrapping one arm around her waist as I pulled her closer. A soft kiss to her cheek and all I can smell is chocolate dipped Helena with a splash of peppermint.

“You smell incredible.” I tell her, leaning in for another kiss.

“Oh? Do I, now?” She gives me a little smirk before placing a warm, lingering kiss to my lips.

“Mmh.. Yes, you do.” I say, kissing her back. “And you’re a vision by fire light, too, might I add.”

This time she blushes, slightly averting her eyes as she attempts to turn her focus back to the ornaments.

“You flatter me, my love.” She says softly.

“Let me tell you a little secret, babe.” I say as I lean in a little closer to her ear. “It’s not flattery if it’s true.”

This time she shudders, and I know my plan to fluster her is working. Her dark blue eyes shifting back to mine and she softly bites her bottom lip before giving me another smirk.

“You know… my love. If you keep this up, we’ll never finish this lovely tree of ours.”

“Sounds like a fair trade to me.” I say, kissing her again.

She slowly drops the ornament in her hand to the ground, firmly wrapping her arms around my waist as she pulls me in for a heated kiss. The sweet smell of chocolate and peppermint still on her lips as I drink her in, indulging in as much of her as I can. The glow of the fire place dancing playfully off her hair like it was caught helplessly in a stream of moonlight. My heart, warm, as the thought of spending my first Christmas with the love of my life spilled out into me. Helena was safe, loved, never to broken by the Witch Queen again - her first Christmas Eve spent cozily by the firelight - as our tongues wrote out exactly how we felt, with the sounds of Christmas filling the air.

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