#｡˚○ — witchy!reader

[nephritebabie]

pick your poison LMAOOO

[blueskiestarot]

When, Where, and How Will You Meet Your Next Romantic Partner?

Hi, y'all! I have a new PAC reading. This is a purely experimental reading, so just take it with a grain of salt. I've never done a "timing" reading like this and I tried a new method of predicting timing. So, I don't know how it will resonate. Just pick an image for the where, the when, and the how and then find your piles below! Feel free to leave feedback and let me know if it resonated with you. I would especially love if you come back after the timing has passed and let me know if anything did end up happening for you!

Love, Tara

[bubblesgarden]

｡˚○ — witchy!reader & rafe cameron

it starts with a morning like any other. 

too quiet. 

too heavy. 

rafe had woken up before dawn, already wired with that kind of restlessness that made his skin feel too tight for his body. the walls of tanneyhill felt like they were closing in on him, the silence too loud. he didn’t even bother with breakfast; just laced up his sneakers, grabbed a hoodie, and hit the road. 

running helped… sometimes. not with the anger, exactly. that stayed. but it dulled the noise in his head. pushed it down beneath the thud of his shoes on asphalt and the burn of cold air in his lungs. 

he was two miles out when his phone started to buzz. 

top. [6:34AM] yo top. [6:35AM]  kelce wants to hit the gym.  top. [6:35AM] bring that preworkout u use. top [6:37AM]  ???

rafe rolled his eyes as he thumbed through the texts. typical. 

he didn’t reply. 

instead, he veered off the road, ducking into a narrow trail that he used to take when he was younger. it cut through the trees, curled around the marsh, and spat you out at the dock. and he needed the dock— needed the stillness of it. 

or maybe he just needed air that didn’t reek of chlorine, bourbon, and lies. 

you’re barefoot the first time rafe sees you. 

not the typical flip flops off at the beach barefoot, but barefoot at the edge of the trees, crouched besides a tree stump, lighting something in a tiny dish that smells like rosemary and smoke. rafe almost didn’t see you, completely lost in his own world— earbuds in, hoodie damp with sweat. but when the wind shifts, that's when he can smell the smoke. 

you don’t startle when he notices you, instead, you just glance up, offering him a tiny smile like you’d already knew he’d be there. 

and rafe slows down, but only for a second. and still, he looked back.

rafe’s knew who you were, of course. everyone on the island knew you— kooks laugh about you with their friends, the pogues joke about you like you’re their in house forest spirit. you’re that weird girl who lives on the cut, raised by your grandmother who had the same connection with the earth as you did. you did tarot readings at bonfires, trading for beer and sea shells. 

you were strange.

and rafe cameron doesn’t do strange, or at least that’s what he tells himself.

but somehow? he kept running into you— at the dock, braiding wildflowers into kiara’s hair. at the small cafe on the corner, scribbling in a worn leather notebook and ignoring your food. he saw you in a bookstore, curled up in the floor in the spiritual section like you belonged there more than anywhere else. 

“you know most of that stuff’s just made up, right?” he said, nodding toward the open book in your lap. his voice was lazy, a little condescending, trying to sound more sure than he felt. and when you tilted your head at him as you looked up, he couldn’t help the lump that formed in his throat. 

“so are stories. doesn’t make them any less powerful.” 

he scoffed, walking away from you. but that night, he dreamt of the ocean swallowing him whole. 

you were like a splinter in his brain. he tells topper you’re a freak, saying your whole ‘moon child swamp witch’ thing is a performance— he says it with his chest, but he still goes quiet when your name comes up. still finds excuses to be near places you might be. he starts to pay attention, noticing things like little bundles of herbs tied to fences, strange symbols etched into drift wood. 

and you? you don’t chase him. you don’t flirt with him, or force anything. but you see him. you look at him like you know something he doesn’t. like you’ve looked straight through that carefully polished exterior he holds so proudly and seen whatever’s underneath— bruised, rotting, and aching for something soft. 

and that should piss him off.

but it doesn’t. it fascinates him.

you fascinate him.

[d-z20]

Hers and Hers Alone

Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Reader

Summary: Agatha Harkness’s possessive nature burns brighter than ever when she claims you, not just with her words but with her magic. In the charged intimacy of her study, the line between dominance and devotion blurs, leaving no doubt that you belong entirely to her.

-OR-

She marks you with a magic tattoo cause you're oblivious to people flirting with you

Warnings: Possessive Agatha, reader is an idiot when it comes to flirting, magical marking, jealousy/obsession, claiming trope, slight angst, kind of dark romance is implied (at least their relationship is in my head), some dom/sub dynamics, reader gets called a good girl

Words: 1.9k

A/N: FuckMarvelEveryoneLives AU :P I errrr had carried this fic into the smut but then realised the request didn't ask for it so I guess what happened will just stay in my head :))

AO3 | Masterlist

Agatha Harkness always gets what she wants.

That’s the first thing you learnt when you fell into her orbit—her sharp eyes, her wicked smirk, the way her presence alone felt like it could strip you bare. It wasn’t just her power that made her dangerous; it was her confidence, the knowledge that she could claim you with nothing more than a look. And claim you, she did.

Tonight, that claim becomes permanent.

It starts earlier in the evening, though you’re far too oblivious to notice. Another witch—a newcomer to your coven—has been lingering a little too close, her compliments flowing like honey, her hand brushing yours just a bit too often. You think nothing of it, laughing at her jokes and responding with your usual warmth, but Agatha sees it all. She sits across the room, her wine glass in hand, her gaze locked on you with an intensity that sends lesser witches scattering. It’s subtle at first—the narrowing of her eyes, the slight tilt of her head—but as the other witch leans in and tucks a stray strand of hair behind your ear, Agatha’s smile falters, replaced by something far sharper.

Jen sidles up beside her, an amused glint in her eye as she tracks Agatha’s gaze. “You’re going to set the room on fire if you keep glaring like that,” she says dryly.

“Perhaps,” Agatha mutters, her tone deceptively smooth. “But how could anyone blame me?" Her gaze flicks briefly to Jen before settling back on you.

Jen’s laughter is soft, a knowing sound that holds no pity. “She’s not doing anything. It’s you who sees it as a challenge.”

“A challenge easily won,” Agatha snaps, her irritation slipping through. Still, she doesn’t move. Not yet. She knows you too well to make a scene in public. No, this required precision.

—

The air buzzes with conversation, the flicker of candlelight casting shadows that dance across the stone walls and when you finally turn toward her, your face brightens at the sight of her. You weave through everybody, the scent of burning herbs mingling with the faint tang of red wine, excusing yourself with a polite smile and a brief touch of hands that only fuel Agatha’s determination. By the time you reach her, she has composed herself into a picture of calm.

“You’re being antisocial again,” you tease lightly, tilting your head to study her. “Should I be worried?”

“Hardly,” she replies smoothly, though her voice dips into a tone that sends a shiver down your spine. “Although perhaps you should.”

You blink, caught off guard. “What do you mean?”

Agatha steps closer, her fingers brushing your wrist lightly. The contact sparks against your skin, her magic coiling beneath the surface. Her eyes lock onto yours, and you feel the weight of her presence settle over you like a velvet cloak.

“You’ve been quite generous with your attention tonight,” she says softly, her voice carrying an edge that makes your heart skip. “Perhaps too generous.”

Your brows furrowed. “Are you jealous?”

“Jealous?” She laughs low and dangerous. “No, darling. Jealousy is for those who doubt their place. I know exactly where I stand. Do you?”

Her words linger in the air, heavy with unspoken meaning, and then Agatha’s fingers trail up your arm, her touch deliberate and slow, leaving behind a faint, smouldering heat. The air between you thickens, charged with her magic and something even more primal. Her breath brushes your ear, sending shivers down your spine. “You don’t understand yet,” she whispers, her tone laced with a dark promise. “But you will.”

“Come with me,” she commands, making your pulse race.

Agatha doesn’t speak as she pulls you down the hallway, her grip firm but not painful, though there’s no mistaking the fire in her movements. You trail after her, a little breathless from trying to keep up, still half-confused about what’s gotten into her. It’s not until she shoves open the door to her study and drags you inside that she finally stops, turning to face you. The door clicks shut behind you with a wave of her hand, the air in the room thickening, charged with something electric and unrelenting.

“Agatha—” you start, but her sharp look cuts you off.

“Do you enjoy parading yourself like that?” she asks, her voice deceptively soft as she steps closer. “Letting them think they have the right to touch what’s mine?” The words cut like a knife, her tone equal parts petal and thorn, daring you to challenge her claim.

Her words sting, but there’s a flicker of defiance in your chest. You didn’t think you’d done anything wrong, yet the weight of her gaze makes you second-guess yourself. “What? She was just being nice."

“Nice.” Agatha repeats, a dark chuckle escaping her lips as she closes the distance between you. “That wasn’t ‘nice,’ darling. She was flirting. And you…" Agatha pauses, her jaw tightening ever so slightly. For a fleeting moment, there’s a flicker of something in her eyes—not doubt, exactly, but something close. Vulnerability that is quickly buried under her usual sharpness. “You’re far too sweet to see it.”

You open your mouth to argue, but the words die in your throat as her thumb brushes your bottom lip, lingering just long enough to make your heart stutter. “You’re mine,” she says softly, almost like a warning, her eyes darkening as she leans in. “You can laugh and smile at the others all you want,” she continues, her voice like silk laced with steel. “But they’ll never know you the way I do. They’ll never touch you like this.”

Your breath hitches; your body already betraying you as heat pools in your stomach. Agatha’s hands move to your shoulders, steady and deliberate as she turns you around to face the desk. You feel the press of her body against your back, her breath warm against your neck as she leans in. “Don’t move,” she murmurs, the command dripping with authority.

You stand still, barely daring to breathe, though your mind races. The weight of her gaze, the heat of her power, wraps around you like an unrelenting grip. A thrill courses through your chest—half fear, half longing—as you realise what she’s about to do. This is more than a claim; it’s a declaration, a tether, and deep down, you’re not sure if you’d ever want to break free.

 Agatha brushes her fingers down the column of your throat and across your collarbone before stopping over your chest. Her touch is gentle, but the power swirling from her is anything but. 

“Right here,” she murmurs, her voice a dark velvet caress. Her fingers brush over your chest, leaving a tingling trail of magic in their wake. “This is where my claim belongs—above your heart, so no one ever forgets who it beats for.”

A surge of violet magic blooms from her palm, tendrils of shimmering light twisting and curling as they seep into your skin. It’s not just energy—it’s alive, sparking and crackling like a storm contained within your chest. Heat rushes through you, both foreign and familiar, as if her power is carving itself into your very being.

You gasp, your body arching instinctively as Agatha mumbles soft incantations under her breath. When she pulls her hand away, your heart is racing, and you feel it—a faint, lingering hum where her magic settled.

“Look,” she instructs, her voice soft yet commanding. 

There, etched into your skin in delicate, curling lines of violet, are Agatha’s initials. It’s an ancient and commanding mark, pulsing faintly with magic. You feel it thrum in time with your heartbeat, as though Agatha herself has left a piece of her soul imprinted onto you. 

You blink, lips parted in surprise, but before you can speak, Agatha’s fingers ghost over the mark. The second she touches it, a wave of pleasure rushes through you, leaving you trembling as a choked gasp escapes your throat.

“Sensitive, isn’t it?” She murmurs, her lips curling into a satisfied smirk. “Maybe now you’ll remember who owns you.”

You shiver under her touch, the magic from the mark sparking with every deliberate brush of her fingers. She leans in close, her voice a low purr against your ear. “And if you ever let anyone get that close again, I’ll make sure you cannot walk for days, darling. Do you understand?”

You swallow hard, nodding wordlessly, and Agatha hums approvingly. “Good girl.”

Agatha’s approval drips like honey into your veins, the warmth of her magic lingering just beneath your skin. Your body betrays you completely—breath shaky, pulse fluttering, and heat pooling low in your stomach. Every brush of her fingers near the freshly marked skin pulls a soft gasp from your lips, and you can feel her smile against your ear.

“Sensitive already,” she husks with dark amusement, the words sending a fresh shiver down your spine. Her fingertips ghost over the mark again, just enough to make your knees buckle, and you clutch at the edge of the desk for support. “Such a pretty reaction. I could play with you like this for hours, you know. Watch you squirm. Hear you beg.”

"Agatha,” you breathe, her name tumbling from your lips in a desperate mix of frustration and longing.

She tsks softly, her free hand trailing down your side, gripping your hip firmly enough to hold you in place. “Do you feel it yet?” she asks softly, tilting your chin up to force your gaze on her. “The way you need me now?” Her voice drops lower, the teasing edge softening into something deeper, more possessive. “That mark isn’t just to ward off wandering hands, love. It’s a tether. A reminder of exactly who you belong to.”

You can only nod, unable to find your voice as the thrum of magic beneath your skin grows more insistent. The mark feels alive—Agatha’s initials pulsing faintly, like they’re echoing your own heartbeat. The sensation deepens when she leans closer, her lips just grazing the sensitive skin below your jaw, and you let out a shaky whimper before you can stop yourself.

“That’s it,” Agatha whispers against your neck, her breath sending another ripple of arousal through you. Her lips curl into a smirk as she presses a kiss there, followed by a deliberate flick of her tongue. “You’re already so desperate. My mark is working beautifully.”

Her hand trails down the front of your body, teasing but never quite satisfying the ache that’s grown unbearable. “I could make you cum just by touching it,” she continues, her voice like velvet as she strokes a single finger lightly over the mark once more. The pleasure spikes instantly—so sharp and overwhelming that your head falls back with a gasp, your thighs pressing together in a feeble attempt for relief.

Agatha pulls back just enough to watch the way you tremble, utterly at her mercy. “Tell me, darling. Do you understand now? Do you know who you belong to?”

“Yes,” you manage, the word escaping in a breathless, desperate whisper.

Her smirk widens. “Say it.”

“You, Agatha,” you murmur, your voice shaking. “I belong to you.”

“Good girl,” she hums, her voice softer now, almost tender. Her fingers trace the edge of the mark, drawing a shuddering breath from your lips. “You wear it beautifully,” she murmurs, leaning in to press a kiss just above the sigil. Her magic lingers there, warm and possessive, as she cups your cheek with a rare gentleness. “Mine,” she whispers again, more for herself than you.

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I just need to take a moment to appreciate the way Kathryn looks at the camera in the gif used at the start... the woman is staring into my soul and ughhhh the piercingssssss 😩😩😩

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Taglist: @danveration @aceday @alwaysharmony

[brujaluas]

what are your karmic contracts?

Pile 1

You have a karmic contract related to relationships. I feel like it's not necessarily romantic. It can be family or friendships. For the vast majority, it's about colleagues and friends. Well, "friends." I see that you can always feel or actually be in an unequal situation with a specific person (or several). Relationships that should be good and productive but are actually cold, fickle, distant, and that awaken negative feelings like envy, greed, submission, or a constant feeling of inferiority, even exclusion in some way. There is karma involved here, and you need to disassociate yourself from these relationships, put an end to them, nip the evil in the bud. Only then will you progress and evolve spiritually. Don't stay in unequal relationships, no matter what the relationship.

(I always see a lot of talk about toxic romantic relationships, and it's something that needs to be talked about, but sometimes I feel like people forget that you can live and be in extremely toxic relationships with friends, family, coworkers, classmates, etc.)

Pile 2

Look at this! I'm shocked; it's very rare that I only get super positive letters. I'm really shocked, lol.

Well, I see here that you and someone else probably ended up making a kind of promise to each other. For example, you had an extremely strong and good connection with someone in a past, and you promised to meet in this life. The thing about karmic contracts is that, curiously, we don't remember, but our spirit does. Therefore, as in these cases where both end up promising to meet in another life, you may feel a void that you can't fill at all, precisely because your spirit, your soul, misses that person and knows it, but your current conscious has no idea who it might be. So, I see here just that: a love contract. You were super connected, a real soulmate vibe, even a twin flame, but I don't see that. I see that you built this relationship alone with them without destiny and things like that, and you both think you are the key to each other (this may make a lot of sense to some).

Pile 3

Look, I believe this is a delicate issue involving childhood. In this life, in this karmic contract, many may not have children, choose not to have any children. Others may be infertile, or have serious difficulty having children. Why? I feel that in other lives, you had many difficulties as children (this may also reflect on you currently), and it generated generational trauma. You were deeply traumatized and also promised yourselves never to have children. Something very serious happened to you as children.

[softlymaximoff]

Mommy wanda kissing your thighs gently as she’s just given you the best head, her tongue tracing your hip bones as your skin is warm and trembling. “My sweet girl, always so good for mommy” as she graces patterns on your lower belly, giggling as you try to shimmy away from the sensation. “Shh baby girl, mommy’s just feeling” she whispers as her lips graze where you need her most, leaving a trail of butterfly kisses along your skin.

[keeksandgigz]

the love witch

modern!eddie munson x fem!witchy!reader

summary: Eddie Munson is obsessed with his girlfriend. Hell, he's not even sure how he was able to get you interested in him in the first place. Despite him not really believing in your witchy practices, he's incredibly supportive, but that doesn't come without his cheeky digs. He agrees to a tarot reading for shits and giggles. You don't like that he doesn't take it seriously.

cw: no y/n, reader's nickname is 'witchy' , talk of the occult, wiccan practices, description of r's clothing, but no body description, reader has female anatomy, oral (F receiving), face sitting, sub!Eddie, dom!Reader, choking, slight biting, dirty talk, honorifics, unprotected piv (pls don't do that), ending leans towards the whole witchy vibe

word count: 4.8k

this and all my works are 18+ minors do NOT interact

Eddie Munson is one lucky motherfucker. 

Living in a small studio apartment in the Haight-Ashbury of San Francisco, which he got a damn good price on. 

He works at one of the many vintage record stores in the neighborhood, which pulsates with raw musical energy, almost as if he steps in the 70s every time he gets out of the front door of his apartment building.

Sometimes he just sits on his fire escape to fuck around with his guitar, inspired by the smells of incense coming from the crystal shops, the music coming from the vintage clothing stores and the pungent smell of lingering weed at all hours of the day.

And with the shaggy, long, brown curls, bullet belt and chains, his black cutoff band t- shirts and heavy lace up boots, he seems to fit right in- for the first time in his life. 

Next to his record store there is one of the many crystal shops on the high street, a tiny little nook he always walks by on the way to work and snickers to himself. There’s no way people believe in all that.

He stops doing that once he meets you. 

Eddie Munson is one lucky motherfucker because he crosses paths with you.

He meets you while he is on his lunch break, using those thirty minutes of peace to walk around and usually pick up some prerolls from the dispensary a couple buildings down, or he lingers in front of the guitar store on the other side of the street, ogling at a B.C. Rich or an Ibanez, spending his break in there, fucking around with a cool amp. 

He meets you on an off day. A day where he doesn't feel like walking around, so he just stands in front of his store smoking a cigarette. You're walking a longtime client out of the crystal shop next door. 

“Thank you for that dried lavender, Janice! I’ll set aside some of that incense for you when we get the shipment” he hears you say. He turns around, snickers at your words while Janice passes in front of him, disappearing in the Saturday afternoon crowd. 

“Something funny?” you ask. Your voice feels smooth like honey wine. He turns around, and suddenly he doesn't feel like snickering anymore.

You look so pretty, the kind of pretty that is almost otherworldly. Like you could’ve come up in his head while planning a DnD campaign. Purple bell sleeve top, a long, black, flowy skirt and lace- up boots. Dressed like his own elven high priestess. 

He realizes he’d been staring at you for a good silent minute. He nervously breaks eye contact to put out his cigarette on the sole of his Docs. 

“Sorry– heh, just don’t really believe in all that stuff” he says, shrugging. In doing that, his evidently too- short shirt rides up, exposing a sliver of the skin of his tummy, which doesn’t go unnoticed to you. 

You lean on the doorframe of the store “What’s your name again?” you ask, a feline smile creeping on your lips. 

He swallows “I um- haven’t told you my- It’s Edward- Eddie!” he corrects himself, you got him flustered “Nobody calls me Edward” he remarks. 

His stammer makes you smile, like he's a wounded puppy dog. 

“Alright Edward Eddie, see you around” and with that you disappear back into the store. 

It takes Eddie a week to learn your name, asking the owner of the crystal shop you work at with no luck, then running into Janice a week later, who kindly tells him your name and then raves about you for a good ten minutes. Quite the hypewoman. 

It takes Eddie another two weeks to ask you out on a date. You're wearing a long mauvish dress under a white cardigan when he sees you walk into the store. Your hair is pulled back from your face and he swears he sees stars in your eyes. 

You say yes and agree to meet at a coffee shop, and by the end of the day, he asks you for a second date. And then a third, and a fourth, and by the arrival of fall, Eddie Munson has a girlfriend.

Eddie Munson is obsessed with his girlfriend.

He even jokes with his friends that his witch girlfriend put a spell on him. Made him drink a love potion, because he can't justify him being so obsessed with you.

Another thing he can't justify is you actually liking him. Sometimes he still needs to pinch himself to make sure it's not all a joke.

A pretty girl that looks like she's straight out of his DnD fantasies is dating him? There's no way shit like that happens to Edward Munson.

Although his apartment is right above the record shop, which means sneaking away for a quickie whenever you guys have matched up work schedules, he loves your apartment.

Twenty minutes away from Haight- Ashbury, in Twin Peaks, there lies your apartment. In an old building from the sixties or seventies, you have it decorated with tapestries and sun- catchers and rugs and pillows and cushions. It's a joy for Eddie's senses.

And with dating you, came Circe, your black cat who seems to have taken an almost immediate liking to Eddie.

Your apartment always smells like incense and candles, a smell you bring with you wherever you go. A smell Eddie loves. There are plants hanging from the ceiling and a big purple couch in the living room.

Everything is antique, lucky finds from thrift stores or flea markets. The table, chairs. The bookcases that hold your witchy books and your crystals.

The first time he comes over he picks one up. A carnelian.

"So, these pretty rocks are supposed to... what?" he asks, toying with every bit and bob on your bookshelf.

"They're crystals, Eddie. And each different one has a purpose. That one you're holding is a carnelian" you say, pouring him a cup of loose- leaf herbal tea, and pointing at the crystal with your nose.

"Okay, and what's it do?" he asks, toying with the smooth surface and going to sit on the ground next to you. He blows on his tea and takes a sip. He isn't a tea enjoyer, but for you he could be.

"Well, a lot of things, but primarily carnelians help boost sexual energy-" you get interrupted by Eddie sputtering out his tea. Some of it lands on you, which causes you to let out a shriek.

The ridiculousness of the situation is both endearing and hilarious. The poor guy probably didn't expect you being so blunt about your use of crystals to aid your sex life.

A giggle escapes you while Eddie tinges a deep shade of crimson from the embarrassment. He shakily sets down the teacup and saucer.

"Shi-shit sorry, lemme help you clean it up" he says, scrambling for the napkins on the coffee table to clean his mess up.

"You got some on me, Eddie" you say as you move your hair from your face to let him clean up the spit- out tea from your cheek.

"Oh my god, sorry lemme get that" he repeats, flushed.

He's shaky in reaching for the napkin to wipe your skin, afraid that he might have ruined his shot at dating you just because he cannot keep his mouth shut.

"It's honestly not a big deal, Ed. It was just funny for the most part" you smile at him, reaching your hand to lay his head on your shoulder. He breathes again.

Once he's calmed down he continues his curious interview.

"So what, do you put it up your pussy or something?" The idea of it makes Eddie's blood run slightly hotter. You laugh.

He blushes at your reaction, feeling slightly embarrassed once he registers what he had just said.

A sheepish "sorry" escapes his lips.

"No, no it's fine" you chuckle "not exactly. You just kinda charge them and set intentions. Then you can take it with you on, like, a date, if you wanna hope for something more" you say. He becomes very aware of his hard- on when you say that.

There is a thick sense of expectation in the air once those words leave your mouth. It could be the thick incense smoke floating around the room, or it could be the way you're looking at him like you want to eat him whole. Your faces get closer.

"I brought one with me today, actually" you admit. And he has never taken his shirt off so fast in his life.

So every time you hang out, he carries a piece if carnelian in his pocket, in hopes to repeat what happened at your apartment.

With time, he learns to carry a rose quartz with him, too.

Soon after, you begin gifting him crystals and bracelets to carry with him. He likes his black tourmaline beaded bracelet the best.

"It's for protection" you had said. It's just very metal to him.

He never really believes in it, but it's sweet, seeing you show up to his apartment with little colorful rocks to put on his windowsill. You teach him how to recharge them and set intentions, but after the second or third time he just can't be bothered.

He quickly learns it's not just pretty rocks you're interested in. You're, like, a full- fledged witch. Hence, the nickname 'witchy' he'd given you.

You ask him for the time and place of his birth. He scrambles to text his uncle Wayne to ask if he remembers what time he's born.

After a couple days of searching, Wayne comes across Elizabeth Munson's old diary. Indianapolis, Indiana, December 21st, 1997 at 3:47 AM.

Eddie Munson has a birth chart.

Sagittarius sun, Scorpio moon, Aries rising.

Whatever that means.

You try to explain it to him, but to no avail. He doesn't really care much for the stars. Except the ones in your eyes.

He swears he can see them twinkle every time you're laying on your brocade rug in the candle lit living room. He learns you don't really use your couch, rather, you just lay on the floor, among a pile of pillows.

Sometimes you're watching TV together. You're sat in between his legs, leaning against his chest, while Circe lays on your lap. And you look at his palms, tracing the fine lines and ridges of his calloused hands.

"You have lines on the top of your hand" you whisper, kissing his fingers.

He blows the cigarette smoke out the open window, careful not to make your house smell.

"Yeah, no shit. We all have 'em, witchy" he places a kiss to the crown of your head.

"No, look right here" you say, tracing the faint lines right where his callouses are "lines like this means you're gonna have a long life" you kiss that spot on his hand. Coarse, but warm.

"Thank fuck, imagine if i just got hit by a cable car tomorrow?" he chuckles, going back to watching TV.

You trace a deep line that goes across the palm of his hand, you smile to yourself.

"Whatcha smilin' about, witchy?" he says, eyes still glued on the TV.

"You have a double heart line. Means you love a lot" you turn and give him a smile. One of those that make your eyes sparkle in the candlelight.

"If I have a double heart line, does that mean I love you more?" he asks, sickly sweet. He cringes at himself for swearing he wasn't going to be that guy, but when you look at him like he just hung the moon for you, he can allow himself to be disgustingly sappy.

You think about it, because he does have a point, but you don't want to make him win this two- month long game you've been playing, so instead you take his palm once more.

"Look, Ed" you say, pointing at a random prominent line "this line tells me you're an asshole" you laugh, as he pinches your sides and you try to squirm away, but his hands are holding you firmly while planting sloppy kisses everywhere he could reach.

Cheek, neck, shoulder. He inhales the curve between your neck and shoulder, and you swear your feel a bit of tongue poke out between his lips. Then he stops.

And you feel it. Deeply seated at the bottom of your back, pressing against the exposed skin between your shirt and pants.

Eddie loves the way you smell, intoxicated by the smell of lavender incense and some kind of berry perfume you wear.

He's convinced that perfume is actually just a pheromone concentrate, because he cannot stop the blood rushing to his dick everytime he catches a whiff of the sweet berries, nestled in the crook of your neck, behind your ear.

"And where's the line that tells me I'm gonna get a kiss?" Eddie asks, voice low and gravelly, a voice that fills you with need, makes your breath falter from your lungs, replacing it with water. But you kiss him nonetheless, and maybe him getting a kiss is written in the stars, after all.

He softly grabs your hair as he slips his tongue in your mouth. Honey- wine whimpers falling from your lips, as you try and get Circe off your lap and in literally any other room. The cat seems to be unbothered.

"Ed... she doesn't want to move" you whine, high pitched voice expressing annoyance, but also overwhelmed at how cute your cat is.

"She's the biggest cockblocker in history" he mutters annoyed, you laugh. A groan leaves his mouth.

"Leave her alone she's just a baby! Us having sex tonight just wasn't in the stars" you shrug, light and airy as you go back to leaning on his chest and petting Circe.

Fuck the stars. He huffs, accepting his fate

He waits for you outside of the shop when he's not working. Guitar case slung around his shoulders, so he can practice at yours, he picks you up and you take the train to your apartment.

"How was work today, witchy?" he asks, roping a hand around your shoulders and giving you a tender kiss on your head.

"Meh, a. bunch of wannabe Tiktok witches, a bunch of old ladies booking tarot readings and threatening to leave bad reviews because I told them their husband is cheating on them or something" you shrug getting on the bus "Janice came, though, she brought me some jasmine flowers so I can make love tea" you say, sitting down. He sits next to you.

You take out the small satchel of dried jasmine flowers, taking in the sweet scent of citrusy flowers.

"Love tea?" he asks "that what you give me when I come over to your apartment every time?" he dips his nose in the satchel, giving it a sniff.

"Yeah, you wish" you laugh "just peppermint tea. Don't want you accusing me I put a love spell on you" Eddie smiles and lays your head on his shoulder while you play with the tassels of your bag, letting you close your eyes for the twenty minutes of the train ride.

Once you're home he slings the guitar case off his shoulders and takes it out, sitting at the stools of your breakfast counter, while you empty the contents of your bag.

Herbs, oils and a new card deck.

"So, what do you need to do now?" he asks, pulling out his phone, looking for guitar tabs to practice on.

"'kay, so" you begin "I need to make tea blend, then putting stuff together for this new project I'm working on, and then break out this new deck I got from work" you say, lost in the mysticism of your to- do list.

Sometimes he finds it funny that the stuff you have to worry about is totally otherworldly to what he usually worries about.

He watches you break out the mortar and pestle while you measure a teaspoon of dried rosebuds, a teaspoon of dried lavender buds, a teaspoon of jasmine and a pinch of cinnamon. He mindlessly plays a couple chords from a song he heard at the record shop.

"What's the cinnamon for?" he asks, pointing at the jar.

"Spicing things up? Cinnamon is a spice, so could be. I'm trying out this new recipe" you say, grinding the flowers together.

"So what you're saying" he begins, looking up from his guitar "is that you're making sex tea" and the feline grin plastered on your face is enough to make you wanna smack him in the head.

"This is not sex tea, Edward" you interject sternly while pouring the contents of the mortar in a new jar.

You light an incense stick, a rose infused one, to set your intentions for this batch, then putting it to rest on your windowsill for the night.

"What are you doing, witchy?" he asks, following your gaze as you set down the jar.

"It's for the moon. Charges the tea" you say, nonchalantly "can you pass me that deck on the counter, please?" you sit on the carpet legs crossed, while Eddie reaches for the card deck and tosses it at you. You catch it.

He sets down his guitar against the counter to goes to stand in front of you as you take the tarot cards out of the deck and start shuffling them.

"What's that baby?" he asks, he swears he can never stop learning from you.

"My new tarot deck, I need to break it out. Want me to give you a reading?" you ask, hoping he'll say yes.

He truly thinks about it, because he doesn't believe in any of this stuff, but saying no to you and watching your eyes darken with sadness is something he doesn't want to put himself through.

He is a weak, weak man.

He shrugs. "Alright then" he says, sitting down on one of the cushy pink pillows on the floor of your apartment "gimme a reading, you little witch"

Your ringed hands shuffle the gold filigree cards.

"I'm gonna do a regular spread, 'kay? Just past, present, future" you look at him, and he swears he sees your eyes twinkling again in the light of the glass lamp on the side table.

You fan out the cards on the carpet and let him pick three cards.

He's reluctant about this, all he really wants is to cook dinner together and spend the evening with you.

You spread the three cards out and unveil the first one.

"Okay, so that's The Empress. Means you have a significant female figure in your life. It usually represents feminine beauty, abundance" you say, explaining it to him.

"You got some abundance, alright" he huffs a laugh, quickly silenced by a deathly stare. You didn't like it when he made fun of what you liked. You roll your eyes at him.

"Sorry, witchy. Keep going" he smiles, like he's about to crack another joke.

"Yeah, okay." you flip the middle card "what luck. You got the lovers" you say, unenthusiastically.

Eddie's eyes light up at the possibility of a joke "Is that the card that tells me I'm getting some sick pussy in the next five minutes?" he asks, his tone makes you want to throw the empty box of cards at his head.

"It looks like you're not taking it seriously, so what's the point" you go to stand up, but he stops you.

"Sorry, baby, please don't leave. I'm enjoying this, Sorry, I won't make any more jokes, I promise" he pleads, and a wicked idea sparks in your head. He sounds really pretty when he begs.

You let out an annoyed groan as you sit back down and you unveil the last card, his future.

Ace of wands. Sex really was in his cards tonight.

"What's that, baby?" he asks.

"Ace of wands. Looks like you're gonna get some 'sick pussy' after all, Munson. Lie down." You command.

He flushes red. "Huh?" you reach under your long skirt to remove your panties.

"I said lie down, I'm giving you what the cards said" you stare at him, expectation in your eyes as he lays down on the brocade carpet, unsure if he should feel afraid or like the luckiest motherfucker alive.

"Better put in the work, pretty boy" you say, crawling on top of him, he looks at you, eyes blown as you lift your skirt, climbing the length of his body. You reach a resting place right on top of his mouth.

It takes him a second to register that you're sitting on his face, and his tongue darts out of his open mouth, to shyly have a taste.

"C'mon now, Eddie, where is the passion? You seemed really passionate about cracking jokes earlier, didn't you?" you cooed, holding up your shirt to look at his eyes, twinkling and darkened as his tongue begins to lap up the length of your pussy.

He gets the hang of it as your hips begin to grind on his face, his tongue darting in and out of your hole as his nose bumps deliciously against your clit.

"Mmm fuck" you gasp as you raise your hips to let him breathe, but he just pulls you down harder. A gasp escapes your mouth as the sound of your moans and Eddie's slurping fills the room.

Even he hears it, because you can see his eyes roll to the back of his head as a resounding hum escapes his lips, vibrating against you, wet and sensitive.

A whine leaves your mouth as you begin to get more desperate, grabbing a handful of his hair, grinding your hips harder against his tongue.

"Doing so good for me, Ed." you say in a feeble attempt to keep the reins controlled, but his tongue works magic on you, making your brain turn to mush.

"There you go don't stop, don't you dare fucking stop" you command, and his tongue flicks against your clit, catching it between his teeth to begin to suck at it.

A mewl leaves your lips, feeling the familiar warmth in your belly begin to form as you pull harder on his hair, moans becoming more high pitched and strained as Eddie makes quick work of his tongue on you.

"'mgonna cum on your face, you want that?" you ask, a rhetorical question, because of course he wants you to gush all over him.

And so you do. You come with a silent scream, riding the orgasm out with the last few snaps of your hips, as your breathing stills and your vision goes white.

Eddie's also panting like a dog under you, aching in his pants for you to make him cum.

You get off his mouth, his chin coated with your fluids as he gathers them on his fingers and sticks them in his mouth. You can't help but mutter a "good boy" as you reach for the belt of his pants.

"Sit up" you command, as he goes to straighten his back and lean against your purple couch.

You take off his shirt "I'm gonna ride you, yeah?" he looks at you like you've just discovered that aliens are real.

"God, yes please, please" he says, looking up at you as you unzip your top off, and you swear his eyes grow bigger at the sight of your chest, your bra still on. A longing sigh leaves his mouth.

You unbutton his jeans and lower them to his mid thigh along with his boxers as his cock slaps against his tummy. He hisses at the feeling as he watches you align yourself on top of it.

"You want it, Ed?" you question, an aura of cool, calm control exuding from you.

He whines. "Please, I want it so bad. Please put it in" he begs, and you've never realized how pretty his voice sounded when begging. Whiny and high pitched, nasal, almost as if he were about to cry. A prayer for you to fulfill him, make him whole.

Like he is nothing without you.

Is that what it felt like for him to see you crying on his cock every night? A rush of power washes over you, as you motion to sink down on him, but quickly going back up.

He lets out a whiny cry, a bratty child without his candy.

"Uh- huh. Beg me to fuck you, Ed" you say. You swear you can feel him shiver, his cock jumping from underneath your skirt.

"F-fuck, please. Please fuck me. Please my love, my witch, my high priestess" he rambles, your hand creeps up his thick neck, wrapping around it "fuck mmm please, I'll do anything. I'll give you everything" a frenzied speech, his words speed up at the feeling of your nails scratching the skin of his neck.

He'd let you sacrifice him to the devil if you asked him.

Feeling his pulse point with your nails as you begin to squeeze the sides of it, a needy gasp escapes the pretty boy's mouth.

Flushed a pretty red, sweat clinging to the base of his neck and forehead, hair curling and sticking to his feverish skin as you begin to sink down on him.

Inch by inch, slowly feeling him fill you up, as a quiet "oh" escapes you once you've taken all of him.

His breath is quick and labored, quiet pleas rolling out of the sweetness of his tongue, where the taste of you lingers. The love potion you'd been administering him all along.

Eddie Munson is not a religious guy, but if he needs to pray to his goddess to get you to fuck him he'll do it.

But you start moving. A slow, feline movement of your back, almost as if you and Circe were the same creature, a shapeshifter from another world. A goddess, an empress of his body and mind. He was wrapped around your finger.

Your hands tighten around his neck as you grind yourself down on him, he whimpers.

"Mmmm, so big" you mutter against his ear, biting his lobe. And everything you do makes him whine and buck himself deeper inside you, hitting the spongy walls deep inside you, needing more of you. Needing you to swallow him whole.

And you comply, raising your hips and lowering them, bouncing yourself on him as if you were only using him to chase your own pleasure. The thought of it makes Eddie shiver and moan, a strangled sound coming out of his constricted throat.

He hopes your hand leaves a mark on his neck, so people know he's yours. So people know that the witch next door spelled him and he is now in love with her. He never wants to get away from her.

"You- you're so good" he whispers, hips rising and falling on his cock, head lolling as you feel yourself get close again.

"Yeah, baby? Thank me, then. Thank your goddess for making you feel so good" you command, and his hands travel through every inch of your body, feeling every ridge and crease and bump. Wanting to feel you, wanting to worship you.

"F-fuck, thank you, thank you, thank you." a prayer to his goddess, for making him feel so good. "Please more, I- I'm so-"

"You're close aren't you?" you coo, cradling the back of his head with your free hand. Making him look at you.

"'M so close, please let me let me let me please" he begins to chant, too far gone from the feeling of your nails digging on the sides of his neck, scratching his sweaty scalp, tongue tracing the outline of his lips as quick and labored breaths escape him.

"C'mon, cum for me" you whisper in his ear, letting go of his neck and latching your lips onto him, leaving a few purple bruises on his milky skin.

You feel him spill inside you with a whine, shivering, while you ride him for all he is, chasing your own release.

You follow him soon after, biting down on his shoulder. The taste of his sweaty skin lingering on your tongue.

You stay clung to him for a few minutes after, quiet and panting as he revels in the post- orgasmic feeling you've just given him.

"Never thought I would've been the submissive type" he huffs out with a laugh as you climb off of him.

"Well, you're welcome. Gonna go have a milk bath, be right back" you stand, reveling in the feeling of his spent spilling out of you.

He hears the shower turn on and as he's getting dressed, Circe comes to nuzzle on his lap.

He raises an eyebrow.

Where has she been the whole time? The rooms of your apartment were all open when you got back. She was probably just taking a nap in your bed.

He shrugs as he delivers a couple pets to her head.

Meanwhile in the bathroom, a spell book is suspended mid air as you look a spell to get rid of a hickey that Eddie had left on your neck.

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[witchofpsyche]

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ONE:

The mind can become a prison, plagued by self-doubt and fear. The illusions spun are stifling your full potential. The weight of your own expectations and the opinions of others must be a burden shed.

Recognize the chains that bind you are breakable, fragile, and strengthened only by your own self-doubt. Confront this, and break free.

Your liberation awaits, but it requires courage, self-awareness, and a willingness to let go of the familiar.

Will you break free from the shackles of your own mind, or will you remain a prisoner of your own doubts and fears? The choice is yours.

TWO:

There comes a time when the noise from the world drowns out your inner voice. It's time to withdraw from the distractions around you, for you need to seek wisdom within.

The opinions of others cannot serve you anymore. It is time to listen to yourself, let your own light stand out and shine.

In the stillness of your mind will you find truth. It is a solitary time, but one that will guide you in the upcoming chapters of your life. Be brave, trust yourself.

THREE:

Abundance is within reach, waiting to be accepted.

The beauty and wonder of the natural world are a reflection of your inner landscape. Thus, tend to the garden of yourself, and receive the fruits from the world around you.

Trust the natural cycles of life to provide for your needs. Nurture yourself, your dreams, and desires.

Remember, you are worthy of love, care, and abundance. Allow yourself to receive and flourish.

[witchyafterdark]

— Ominis Gaunt Headcanons; pt. 3

• The Pros and Cons of being with him •

This post has been sitting in my drafts for a very long time now, and was supposed to be the second installment of my previous post about Sebastian! Nevertheless, here it is. I've thought about this one a little bit harder than the other since it's my boy Ominis. All photos used are not mine, and all credits to their respective owners.

・❥・ PROS

He is the most empathetic, compassionate, thoughtful, and caring man you'll ever be with.

Most people need to be taught how to have compassion towards others, or that an example needed to be shown in order for them to learn. But with Ominis, this is something inborn. Empathy is nestled deep inside his bones, and it will be very difficult for anyone to make him act out of alignment from his true caring nature.

He is tremendously protective of you, and by extension, those you consider very close to you.

One of the many ways he demonstrates his devotion to you is by means of providing you with protection. Understandably, he knows that you aren't some damsel who needs help all the time. That's why he discreetly protects you when you need it the most; which are during the times you do not see the danger you're about to encounter, or are already in the midst of.

Quite ironic, he sees certain social situations leagues ahead of you, given his aristocratic upbringing, and can definitely read between the lines of people's intentions toward you. He will immediately step in — with practiced grace mixed with lethality — and eradicate any threat that looms over you before you even begin to notice anything amiss.

By extension, he is also very attuned to your emotional states, physical needs, and mental processes.

You wouldn't have to worry about being with someone who doesn't know how to understand you in ways you want to be understood because that couldn't be further from the truth with Ominis. One of the factors that make him a good partner is that he would actually get to know you before being with you. He took the time to learn your patterns and behaviors, and he genuinely studied you thoroughly in hopes of doing right by you.

Therefore, being in a relationship with him means he truly knows he can be a good match for you, as he doesn't want to waste both of your time. He understands when you're stressed, and would do anything in his power to alleviate your pains. And he knows when to step back and give you your personal space to figure things out by yourself.

Surprisingly, he has a mischievous and adventurous spirit in his heart, and he knows how to keep the fun alive between you two.

Being born blind, he has been told endlessly by his punitive family that he would most likely amount to nothing in his life without their illustrious influence and infamous reputation. But ever the rebel, Ominis wanted to prove to himself that their words hold no significance in his ability to live life to the fullest. To your pleasant surprise, he is much more lively and playful once you truly get to know him and he lets go of all his defenses! He isn't Anne and Sebastian's oldest friend for nothing; he knows a plethora of ways to rebel, bask in the moments of fun and adventure, and get into the occasional mischief to feed the need for a little adrenaline rush. Most people would probably consider him a boring and rigid person to be with, but he's just waiting for the right one to share the joy and happiness with.

Ominis is one of the bravest and most loyal people you'll ever get the chance to be with, whether for friendship or romantic relationship. You'll get to enjoy certain... perks of being with him. And he's more than willing to ensure your comfort and satisfaction as his partner.

Simply put, he has no qualms in waving his family name around to protect and preserve the peace around him — and that includes making sure you're safe, unbothered, and given the same special privileges as he has. Rest assured that once he made up his mind that he wants to be with you, you wouldn't have to worry if he's thinking of anybody else besides you. Everyone will know that he is yours, but most importantly, everyone will know you're his. and he's not embarrassed to say he is with you. In fact, he revels in it; albeit, more privately. While he does want people to know that he is off the market, he loathes the notion of people getting to know what goes on with your relationship with him. He's still a private person at the end of the day.

Behind closed doors, he is the most affectionate, touchy, and loving man you'll ever know.

Ominis is the kind of person that is sensitive to the energies of other people. He is sensitive like that, and for good reason. He can "read" the room perfectly without the need for sight. And so, he would definitely know simply by the sound of your heavy footsteps that you've had a tiring, rough day. Wordlessly, he would have the initiative to cook dinner for you, prepare you a hot bath, not forgetting to lay your night clothes on your bed, and caressing your hair to send you to sleep as you lay secure in his warm embrace at night. He also knows when you just need time alone to be by yourself, and tend to your own needs without him in the picture.

Nevertheless, you wouldn't even think of him as someone that needs to be "coached" into being a good partner — he has that naturally built into his personality.

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・❥・ CONS

Due to his unstable upbringing, he is actually the most possessive person you've ever met... worse that Sebastian.

It is known that Ominis is a very closed-off person. He is very difficult to win over, let alone befriend and to romance. When he was a child, every family connection his father had made was exploited to the bone. Those people would unwittingly feel honored to be acquainted to the Gaunts that they would most likely do anything to win their favor. Ominis' father once taught him that the people around him was supposed to obey him out of respect for their ancient, noble lineage.

Therefore, once Ominis lets you into his life, he unconsciously views you as his possession; someone that must remain in his life, unless he deems otherwise.

During arguments, he would not back down, and would sound punitive at times.

Having to fight for his life — quite literally — at the hands of his cruel family, Ominis has learned that using his words can equally be as destructive as combative magic. His usual sarcastic quips are one of his normal defense mechanisms. But if you're engaged in an argument with him, especially when he knows he is right, best believe he will not hold back. You will get your feelings and pride and dignity hurt. He will lay out the truth no holds barred. He will make you understand why he knows best, and that you should just listen.

After what happened during fifth year with Sebastian, he's had absolutely enough with giving people the benefit of the doubt. Once he made up his mind about a certain topic, good luck trying to change his mind now.

If you are rumored to have been getting closer to another man, best believe he will be taken care of as soon as possible. You won't see that man ever again. (He isn't a Gaunt for nothing).

As far as he's concerned, the only type of friends you need in your life are those he knows of; Poppy Sweeting, Natsai Onai, and perhaps even Imelda Reyes. Sebastian can be part of your circle but even that he is wary of. But if he so hears about other men trying to be close to you (even as your relationship with him is already public knowledge), or you're in the process of entertaining the possibility of being with other men, he will get them out of the picture by the end of the week.

He is not afraid of twisting the truth, fabricating lies and offenses that those men seemingly committed, and falsifying being a witness to a breach of magical protocol just to send them on their merry way. You'll be confused as to how and why these men just keep on getting questioned by magical authorities but you'll be none the wiser about his involvement.

Speaking of, no matter how hard he tries to undo all the conditioning he was put through as a child, his Gaunt tendencies tend to rear its ugly head when he feels out of control, or threatened in any way.

This one is something he does not want you to know. It's one of his deepest, darkest secrets that he tries to bury underneath his caring and compassionate efforts of becoming a better man. Some days, it truly gets the best of him, especially when he perceives that he is not being taken seriously, or that things around him are getting out of control. Being someone without sight (that is also a Gaunt), having absolute control of his surroundings is something he needs to feel safe and secure. Without it, it's as if he is wandless — holding his hands up in front of him like when he was a helpless child.

And so, if he perceives petulance on your part, in spite of him exercising patience, he will resort to intimidation and manipulation. He doesn't need to exert physical force to make you understand exactly what he is capable of if you keep up with your actions.

(There's a reason why Dominis is a thing to begin with. People know he is capable of it!)

Once you're with him, there's no backing out. He won't allow it. You are his.

When you agreed to accept his courtship, he understood it as a mutual agreement that this is not something casual in nature. You are not with him to waste his time, as he wouldn't want to waste yours. The decision to court you was not made on a whim. He realizes the potential of a great and fruitful romantic partnership with you. Therefore, in his mind, you need to validate his assumptions about you. You need to prove that he was right about you.

Of course, he will subtly guide you through the stages of your relationship in order to fit his narrative as he intended. He will mold you to be the person of his dreams, and will give you whatever you want that is within his power. You'd do well to be grateful and acknowledge that through your cooperation.

And if you ever break his heart by being with someone else behind his back, he will make sure you will pay for it... one way or another.

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So, do the pros outweigh the cons for you?

[nephritebabie]

do not go and see that mf yall it’s a trap

[blueskiestarot]

18+ Your Next Spicy Night 🔥

Hey, friends! Happy Spicy Saturday! In today's reading, we're going to look into your next spicy night, who it will be with, and what will happen between you two. To choose your pile, focus on the images and pick the one you feel the most drawn to or the one that catches your eye first. Let me know what pile you chose and if it resonated with you! 🫶

Love, Tara

Who Will Your Next Spicy Night Be With?

Right away, I see that this is someone new, someone you don't know yet or have history with. This is someone you will be in a committed relationship with when you have this spicy encounter. This person is also EXTREMELY attractive. There will be a fiery passion and intense sexual chemistry between you two. I see that this is someone who is very in touch with their feminine energy regardless of their gender. They are deeply emotional, intuitive, complex, and very nurturing. However, they may not show that side of themselves to everyone. When you first meet, this person may come across as a bit guarded. They take awhile to open up to people, especially new people. It takes awhile to earn their trust because they have been hurt before. They've had things they had to heal from in the past and they aren't looking to repeat those experiences. Because of that, they are very protective of their peace and their inner world. They don't let just anyone into their life. I also feel like this person takes love and sex very seriously. Those two things are intertwined and they have a hard time separating them. So, they aren't one for hookups or casual sex. They have to be emotionally invested in someone before they feel sexual attraction to them and before they even consider sleeping with them. I also see that this is someone who is very intelligent and they have very progressive views. As traditional as they are about love and relationships, they are actually very open-minded and accepting of others who may be different from them. I do feel like they can be quite opinionated and they are not afraid to stand up for what they believe in or stick up for others. They have a lot of inner strength and their personality is very dominant. That dominance has gotten them far in life too. I see that they are very successful. Their success has not been handed to them though. They have worked hard and have dedicated themselves to whatever it is that they do. This is someone who knows they are the best at what they do and it's not arrogance, it's confidence because they know that they've put the work in to be able to say that. I feel like this person could have a very important position in their career. They may be a leader, someone who is in charge of others or someone who is an expert in their field. I do feel like you may have some insecurities about this when you meet. You may feel like this person would never be interested in you because of how successful they are. You may have a career that isn't always associated with wealth or you may just not be in a place in your life where you feel secure and successful. It'll be like the "starving artist" falling for the wealthy businessman. However, I see that this person will have no issue with what you do and where you are at in your life. This is someone who looks at someone's soul, not their wealth when choosing a romantic partner.

What Will Happen Between You Two?

This night will be full of both physical intimacy and emotional intimacy. I see long, deep talks about the future and what you both want. I see you talking a lot about marriage, family, and children. You both are very serious about each other and you see a future together. So, I see you both wanting to have this conversation to see if you are compatible on that level and on the same page when it comes to future plans. This feels like a sweet night that turns spicy. At the start of the night, it'll feel like you are two best friends who are enjoying each other's company. You'll be laughing, doing something you love doing together, and just enjoying the night. However, at some point, things turn heated. It may be a look or a touch but whatever it is, it brings that fire between you that was simmering in the background roaring to life. For some of you who are more inexperienced, this could be the night you lose your virginity. I do see you two going multiple rounds. However, I do feel like the first round won't be all that good and I don't think it will end in either of you feeling satisfied. I feel like you may have to stop before either of you has orgasmed. If you or your partner are inexperienced or if either of you have sexual trauma, it may just get to overwhelming or it may be a bit painful (especially if you are a woman with a man) and that may be why you have to stop and take a break. However, when you do come back to it later in the night, I see you two having more success because you know what to expect, you know how to plan for it, and you are just much more comfortable with each other in that way. So, I do see you both being able to orgasm the second time and I think there could be another round or multiple rounds after that because once you two get a taste of each other, you won't be able to keep your hands off of each other.

Who Will Your Next Spicy Night Be With?

This pile is a little messy, not gonna lie. So, only take this if it resonates because it's kind of specific. Your next spicy night will be with someone you have some history with. I see that this could be someone you are friends with currently or who you friend zoned in the past because of other factors in their life that made a romantic relationship with them undesirable or difficult to maintain. There could be baby mama/daddy drama with this person and that could have been a big factor in their hesitancy to commit to you in the past. For some, this person could have even had an ex say they were pregnant as a way to come between you and this person in the past. This person may have even been in a relationship as well but I do see that if that is the case, this person has severed ties with that person. For some, this person even went through a divorce recently. So, just take it as it resonates. I do see that this person has been through a lot of hardship recently. I see that right now, they aren't feeling the most stable in their life. They could've disappointed their family and their family could've shunned them. I just feel like right now, they feel very alone. However, as bad as it sounds, I do think this is what they needed. It's been a wakeup call for them and it has made them realize what is truly important to them. So, I do feel like they have a completely different outlook on life and their priorities have shifted because of it. I do see that right now, they are very focused on happiness in general. They are done doing what is expected of them and done trying to please others. Instead, they are focused on what feels good to them and what makes them happy. There's an emphasis here on being honest with you as well. So, in the past, if this person tended to lie or skirt around issues, they are going to be much more honest and open with you now.

What Will Happen Between You?

I know this is a "your next spicy night" reading but I feel like this spicy encounter will happen during the day or it will start in the daytime and go into night. I see that this person is going to be very magnetic and there will be something about their energy that is much more intense and alluring than it was in the past. I do feel like for a good portion of your time together, you'll keep things kind of surface level but it'll feel like there is an "elephant in the room" that you aren't acknowledging. There will be this feeling of one or both of you holding back, almost like you are afraid to bring up sensitive topics because you don't want to rehash any past drama but knowing that it is necessary in order to move past it. Because of that, I do think things could be a little awkward or tense for awhile. However, at some point, I see one of you breaking the ice and choosing to address those past issues. This will lead to a very open and honest conversation, one that creates more trust between you. I see you talking about any third party interference from the past and really addressing those issues. While this conversation may be tense and uncomfortable at first, I feel like there will be a sense of relief after it is done. You'll feel like your connection has changed in the most positive way. You'll feel like you truly were able to overcome whatever it was that kept you apart in the past and that you are moving towards a more stable and positive future together. I see the night ending on a lot of laughs, reminiscing, and emotional intimacy. I don't know that things will get very physical. I think the "spice" here is more about sexual tension and the attraction between you, almost like a promise of what is to come.

Who Will Your Next Spicy Night Be With?

So, I do feel like you could have more than one romantic option when this person comes into your life. You may also feel like this person is a bit of a player as well and you may think that they aren't that serious about you. However, I do feel like they are a lot more serious than they seem. This is someone who is very assertive and confident. Some may even call them a bit arrogant or even a bit pushy (not in a negative or creepy way that would make you feel unsafe around them). I feel like the way this person approaches you will be a lot different from past connections. You may not be used to being pursued or people who have pursued you in the past may have been very passive about it. So, having someone who is chasing you and not being shy about how attracted they are to you, how they feel, and what they want with you will be a lot different. At times, it may even be a little overwhelming. However, I'm seeing a lot of potential for long-term commitment here. So, keep that in mind, especially because I feel like this person is not your usual type. You may have been manifesting long-lasting, genuine love when this person comes in and here they come, looking like the last thing that you wanted. I keep hearing, "this is not what I manifested" and "this is not what I meant." So, I just feel like they may surprise you but Spirit is urging you to take a chance on them because I do think that you will be pleasantly surprised. I also feel like you may be kind of avoiding romance when this person shows up. Even if you do have multiple options and people who are interested in you, you may be turning down offers and choosing to remain single in order to focus on yourself. You may even be a bit guarded and you may be afraid to open your heart to someone new because you've been hurt a lot in the past. Whatever the case may be, I do think you may be a little resistant to this connection when it shows up. With that said, this person is very persistent and when they want something, they go after it and they don't give up easily. This person loves a good challenge and they are not afraid of the chase and having to earn your trust. That just makes it more fun and makes you more alluring to them. On a more random note, there is something about this person's style and the way they dress that will be unique or make them stand out from the crowd. They could also drive a sports car and/or a convertible.

What Will Happen Between You?

This will be a night filled with romance, love, and affection. This is a true romantic encounter. This person will want to wine and dine you. They will want to spoil you and make you feel like royalty. So, expect them to pick you up, bring you flowers, and take you to a really nice place. Also, this feels very much like a formal date and not a hookup or random encounter. This feels like something that was planned out. I do see that the sexual chemistry and the attraction between you will be burning hot. However, I think this date may not flow very well at the beginning but I think that is due to your own stubbornness. lol. I feel like you'll be a bit reluctant to open up to this person but they'll be trying so hard to impress you, earn your trust, and make you feel safe with them. There seems to be a lot of overthinking happening on your part, almost like you are afraid to hope for a happy ending here because you've been disappointed so many times in the past. However, I do think that you will slowly warm up to this person and with every minute that passes, you'll start to feel much more comfortable with them and more open to them. By the end of the night, I see that your connection will have grown and will have gotten so much stronger because of the effort this person is putting in. I also feel like your opinion of them will be positively changed by the end of the night and you may even have a more positive outlook on love and relationships as well. Now, on a sexual level, I don't know if much will happen. I see that this person will be very respectful of your boundaries and they don't want to be pushy or make you feel uncomfortable in any way. So, I do feel like they'll keep their hands to themselves for the most part. I do see some hand holding and maybe a tame kiss at the end of the night but for the most part, it seems like this person is keeping things very friend and PG while also making it clear that they want a serious romantic relationship with you if you are open to it.

Who Will Your Next Spicy Night Be With?

So, your next spicy night will be with someone who is very balanced, calm, and grounded. This is someone with a very solid, secure energy. You will feel so comfortable and safe in their presences. However, your connection may start with a bit of a hiccup. I feel like when you first meet, your first impression of this person may not be the best and you may think they are something that they are not. I feel like when you first meet this person, they will be fresh out of a breakup. They are trying to heal and move on from that past relationship. However, they may be going about it in not so healthy ways. They could be in a bit of a player phase and you may judge them for that and shut them down when they make a move towards you. However, I do think you will quickly realize that how you see them is a misconception. Even though they were exploring their options, this person is more than ready to settle down with the right person. This is someone who wants marriage and a family. So, while they may be exploring their options and enjoying being single, their ultimate goal is to find their person. I do see that there will be a very strong attraction between you, almost primal and animalistic. You definitely won't be able to deny the chemistry and the connection you share.

What Will Happen Between You?

This encounter will be full of emotional and physical intimacy. As far as spiciness goes, I do see that there will be some sexual acts that you do with each other. However, I don't see you going all the way. I see you wanting to but stopping yourselves because you don't want to rush this connection. I do see some touching and grinding/dry humping. It will be very hot and sexy in the moment and neither of you will want to stop. You'll have to really force yourselves to take a step back and take a breather in order to allow the sexual energy to dissipate. Even though you don't go all the way, I feel like this will be the best sexual experience of your life. This connection will feel much different and a lot stronger than anything you've experienced. I also feel like you two will get a lot closer emotionally through this encounter. I see this person being vulnerable with you and opening up about the complexities of trying to heal and move on from a past connection while exploring a new connection. All in all, I feel like this is an encounter and connection that transform both of you in the most positive ways

Who Will Your Next Spicy Night Be With?

I love this for you, pile five! This is a connection that has so much potential for a long-term, stable connection. For most of you, this is likely the person you will end up marrying. This is a connection that starts as friendship and slowly but surely grows into something more deeper, undeniable, and all consuming. I feel like you will most likely meet this person in the Summer time and at some point, they will invite you somewhere or to do something under the guise of just friends. However, they plan to confess their romantic feelings for you and that is the moment that changes everything. It sounds cliche and silly but it'll feel almost like the stars and planets are aligning just for this moment to happen. It will feel like the universe is celebrating with you because two souls who were meant to find each other finally found each other. This will be a relationship built on reciprocity, tenderness, safety, and warmth. It's not a burning wildfire, it's a cozy campfire. This person will also be great at reading you. They are very observant and they have an almost intuitive connection with you that allows them to feel and see any mood shifts you may have. You will feel truly seen in this connection. You'll open up to this person about things you wouldn't tell most people. They will know your deepest secrets, the feelings that you are afraid to share with anyone else, and they will know you like the back of their hand.

What Will Happen Between You?

So, I see that this night could happen in the fall or late summer (September to October) when it's still warm but the temperatures are starting to cool down. I feel like this person could invite you to some kind of get-together with their friends and family. It won't be a huge thing but they'll want to introduce you to the people that are important to them. This feels more like a barbecue, bonfire, Sunday dinner vibe. It's cozy and down to earth. However, I feel like you go into this night with a lot of nerves. You'll worry if this person's friends and family will like you and you'll be really worried about embarrassing yourself and your person. You'll just be putting a lot pressure on yourself but it's all overthinking. When you get there, I feel like you'll quickly start to feel comfortable with these people even though they are new to you. They will be so warm and welcoming. You'll have no choice but to feel the love and warmth that surrounds you. This night will feel almost magical, like you are exactly where you are meant to be. I don't feel like there will be much physical spice until later. I feel like you could end the night with a very spicy kiss in the car before they drop you off, one that leaves you wanting more. It could even turn into a full blow makeout session with lots of tongue action, touching, clothes getting pushed aside to give better access, etc. However, I don't think you'll go very far sexually. This feels like an encounter that is hot and heavy but leaves you wanting more. Later that night when you are both alone, I feel like you could call each other or text each other and that quickly turns very spicy. I feel like this could result in pictures, videos, or even a FaceTime call that leaves you both panting and going to bed with very inappropriate thoughts of each other and what is to come in the future.

Who Will Your Next Spicy Night Be With?

So, I want to begin this by saying that I want you to be careful with this connection because I do see this possibly turning very obsessive and toxic very quickly. I feel like the attraction between you two will be very fiery. This is definitely a connection based on lust but because you are a romantic at heart, you may mistake this for love and see a future with this person that isn't possible. I feel like this person is someone who is only in it for the physical. This person has no intentions of settling down or committing. They enjoy sex, they enjoy being single, and they love their freedom. I see this person possibly stringing you along and giving you false promises to keep you interested. They know how you feel about them and they know that they have power over you because of that and they aren't ashamed to use that power to get what they want from you. This person could be a fire sign (Aries, Leo, Sagittarius) and for a lot of you, this is someone you already know and are having a hard time letting go. If that resonates with you, I see that this person knows that you've developed this almost obsession with them and they aren't afraid to use that to their advantage. It's super important to use logic when approaching this connection. In order to navigate it, you will need a clear mind and not be clouded by your emotions.

What Will Happen Between You?

This person may start out being very sweet to you. They may wine and dine you, bring you flowers, and give you very sweet compliments. However, it's all done with the motive of getting you in their bed and under them. Yes, this will result in a hot and sexy hookup. This person is no doubt a very skilled lover. They are very good in bed and this will end in both of you climaxing. So, I don't think this will be a bad or unsatisfying hookup in the slightest. However, the emotional intimacy with be lacking. I feel like you will be seeing and feeling things that aren't there because you are in love with idea of love and are obsessed with feeling that. So, it's almost like you trick yourself into feeling these intense emotions and this person is very good at playing the part as well. However, this seems like a "love 'em and leave 'em" type of encounter. You'll have some hot and steamy sexual moments that end in complete sexual satisfaction but it will be over quickly and this person will be out the door without providing aftercare, giving any sweet words of reassurance about how they feel, and without making you feel like they actually give a damn about you. I see you ending the night feeling a bit used and even rejected on an emotional level, unfortunately.

[once-in-a-blood-moon]

Domestic Witchy Things You and Solomon Do Around Cocytus Hall

Sweeping bad/negative energy out of the Hall.

Hanging bells on the front door knob to cleanse the energy when either of you enter.

Keeping a jar of water on a windowsill overnight during a full moon to charge it and make moon water.

Having a shelf of different types of spiritual waters, such as - moon water, rose water, sun water, florida water, etc.

Using florida water when washing your clothes to energetically cleanse them.

Turning a broom upside down when there are unwanted guests in the Hall.

Having a few pieces of paper with the names of people who have done either of you wrong in the freezer.

Having a pitcher of wild violet lemonade in the fridge.

Candles on the coffee table, candles on the mantle, candles in the kitchen. Candles, candles, candles!

Keeping a large stash of birthday candles for quick candle magic :)

Painting the front door purple.

Bay leaves everywhere.

Sigils everywhere.

Spiritually cleansing anything new either of you bring into the Hall (clothes, trinkets, etc.)

Using rosemary to smudge and cleanse the Hall (Cocytus Hall always smells and feels nice because of this)

Having a deck of tarot cards on the coffee table that are almost never in the box.

Clapping at random times to sound cleanse a room that feels off.

Keeping a large shelf packed full of magic books, boxes holding herb/crystal chip vials, and other little (or big) trinkets.

Putting certain crystals (like black tourmaline) in the corner of every room.

Making your own black salt.

Hanging wind chimes outside.

Stirring your intentions into your coffee/tea each morning together.

[brujaluas]

How would a tarot reader (me) describe you in a personalized tarot reading for you?

Let's put this reading here as a person wanting to know about you through tarot, what would I say to this person?

ps: I'm going to do the reading still using the term "you" even if it's from someone's point of view reading about you, because I think it will be less confusing that way, but I can change it if you want.

Pile 1

There are some here whose body is on Earth but whose mind is on Mars, or rather, on the moon. You daydream a lot, this can be good, you can end up projecting a lot of what your dream will be like, what you will dream, do we have some shifting here? You may feel coerced or in a way there is a shadow with masculine energy that you feel consumes your soul and your life, you may be intelligent people, some here are quite studious, and when I say this I don't mean to talk only about colleges and school, but about having very varied interests, wanting to have a thousand different hobbies. But your mind always seems to want a lot of things but at the same time wants nothing. It reminds me of anxiety, feeling a rush to do everything, but ending up not being able to do anything because your mind is not in a state of peace.

Take care of yourselves, my dears. I keep you in my heart.

Pile 2

oh oh oh calm down, you guys have a very complicated and dense energy, I'm not going to lie, some of you here, in fact, the vast majority have anger issues here, it doesn't matter if it's explosive or implosive, but there's a question of having anger boiling in your blood. Something happened here. You are very aggressive people when it comes to defending yourselves or your ideals. You never let your guard down and if you make a decision about something, stick to it until the end. rule things and your lives with an iron fist (I don't know if you know about this expression, but it's about someone who is very tough, relentless and unyielding). It's a fate. You, with this aggressiveness and way of being, can be both the answer to achieving your goals and also your own downfall. You need to cut something out of your life, put an end to something. If you believe in something, seek help and spiritual counseling, because people may want to do you some energetic harm. When you free yourself from this, you will become kinder to the world around you and to yourself. You will feel a lightness that you usually don't feel.

Pile 3

MY SHAYLASSSSSSSS

You are very kind, I can feel it, don't let bad people ruin or dull your shine, you are prosperous people, with chances of achieving many things, you can be very loved by people and if you don't identify with that it's because you haven't found your chosen family of the heart yet! but there is a lot of love here, I see the something or someone (or more that one person) being very affectionate with you, it could be a spiritual guide, an ancestor but there is a caring energy from something or someone or from beings that are not in our plane, someone can see you as a figure to be protected, you awaken the maternal/paternal instinct of people

I think that pile 1 are my middle children, those in pile 2 are my older children who always have something happening to them as a burden and pile 3 are my youngest children lol

[kpluto]

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THE MAGIC HEADED YOUR WAY

Have a look at the three images below. Take a deep breath & choose the image that pulls you in. Allow your intuition to guide you. If it feels right, it is right. There may be messages for you in more than one pile. Much love to you.

From left to right -> pile 1 | pile 2 | pile 3

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Pile 1 : Seven of Wands, Four of Cups Reversed, The World, Justice Reversed, & Ten of Swords Reversed

Immediately, I’m hearing the “end of an era”. A huge perspective shift is incoming. You are about to see the world in a completely different way. I see a lot of struggle in your life now or from very recently. You are coming out of this. There isn’t even anything you have to do to achieve this. It’s coming all on its own. I see you noticing more and appreciating what’s around you. You will find so much magic in the mundane. Perhaps, you didn’t have time before to be grateful and appreciate life, but with this new era, you definitely do. You are so much happier in your free time. The world doesn’t weight you down anymore. I just see you smiling, just like at life. You may also experience a change of scenery or environment. But the magic is in you seeing magic without even looking for it. You won’t be struggling much longer. This energy will find you & catapult you into loving your life again or maybe even for the first time. The universe is pulling every string it can to get you there. You will have peace.

Channeled Song : I have more than enough by Searows

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Pile 2 : Wheel of Fortune, Three of Wands Reversed, Seven of Pentacles Reversed, Ace of Wands, & Eight of Pentacles Reversed

I’m getting strong vacation or trip energy here. You may be offered or going on a trip or vacation very soon. There is a definite break from work or financial obligations. I see you exploring or stepping into somewhere new. You may even be going alone or with people that you don’t know very well. There are elements here of surprise and uncertainty. The universe has been facilitating this event for a while now. You may even be expecting something like this. You can trust that this trip will change your life. There are people you will meet or things you will encounter that will alter your future in a very profound way. Again though, the surprise factor is important. You will be happier with the way everything unfolds in a surprise. It’s like the universe is giving you a gift, not wanting you to know exactly what it is. When this offer does come in, the universe does invite you to prepare for it properly or as best as you can. Be prepared for anything. But do definitely expect happiness.

Channeled Song : Carry Me Away by John Mayer

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Pile 3 : Seven of Cups Reversed, The Moon Reversed, The Chariot Reversed, The High Priestess, Strength, & Wheel of Fortune Reversed

Oh wow, strong message of clarity here. You may be not be aware of everything that is happening or going on. I see you in a sticky situation. A situation that you see no way out of. You may be feeling stuck or trapped. The thing is there is magic actively happening around you. You just aren’t aware of it yet. I see your name being spoken in a very regal manner. I also very vividly see another energy here that is willing to help you. They will be in a way guiding you toward very wonderful places and experiences through a decision you will need to make. Patience is the only thing required here. You may be surprised by this energy of help. You will indeed by much happier after receiving help from this person. Trust in your instinct and allow this to unfold. You are not as stuck as you think. A big piece of this magic is finding out that you can indeed trust the universe and yourself. I see you much more connected to your intuition and being able to understand why it was so hard for you before. You’ll be there soon.

Channeled Song : Fresh out the Slammer by Taylor Swift

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divider from : @kodaswrld | images from : pinterest

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[dipperscavern]

Okay your post about Cregan being a father has got my little heart growing three sizes and I'm even more in love with this fictional man.

I do wonder what your take would be on how he'd react to a partner's interaction with Rickon, his one year old son in the books during the dance.

Your posts are giving me life though the new season is disappointing me. ❤️❤️

Hope you are having a wonderful day!

An in love witchy anon. 🌒🌕🌘

omg stop :(( it could even be something small, like teaching rickon how to make and throw a proper snowball.

you had grown up with siblings in the north — and both hands weren’t enough to count the times you had an all out war the day after fresh snow. walking back indoors afterwards, sitting round the fires’ hearth while recalling with laughter how your brother had slipped on ice, or how you and your sister had managed to sneak up on your eldest sibling. yes — snowball fights were something all northerners looked back on with fond nostalgia.

and with or without siblings, you intended for rickon to learn all about such matters.

i can picture it sooo vividly. you and cregan, freshly married, going about your separate ways during the day — and him stumbling upon quite a sight in the afternoon.

perhaps he wanted to spend the small free time he had with rickon, or you for lunch. perhaps it was just coincidence that brought him upon the courtyard the day after fresh snow.

but here he was; and here you were.

rickon, giggling madly as you shaped the snowball in his small hands. cregan could hear your voice, laced with childlike glee, ordering your sworn shield to remain still. if brought before the gods, cregan would attest to the twitch of the knights lips — to the faint smile upon them.

it is a clumsy throw, brought about with untrained muscles and even less coordination. but your knight remains dutifully still, and it lands upon his lower visage.

cregan feels much like the knight now. a smile wears itself on his lips, and cregan could not tell you when it appeared if his life depended on it. love doesn’t explain itself like that.

he watches just long enough to see rickon tackle you with a fierce hug, and for you to return it without the faintest trace of hesitancy. he’s now aware of his smile when he walks away — and he makes no effort to wipe it from his features.

and when you both tuck rickon into bed later that night (he specifically requested you with his father), as he tells cregan of his day in the snow, you have the faintest blush on your cheeks. that same very smile returns to his lips; it seems intent on not being kept at bay.

you both whisper goodnights to the little lordling as you close the door, and as soon as you do — turning to cregan — his mouth captures yours in a kiss so sweet it reminds you of the pastries stolen from the kitchen by lord & lady stark when sleep can’t be found. you sigh into him, and it somehow makes cregan fall even more hopelessly in love with you.

[battyaboutbooksreviews]

🌙 What to Read After Watching Agatha All Along 🌙

❓ Who is your favorite fictional witch?

🦇 Enjoying Agatha All Along on Disney? Check out these books featuring witches, covens, chaotic queers, & everything in between, perfect for fans of Agatha All Along! List below!

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✨ Off With Their Heads - Zoe Hana Mikuta 🌑 Practical Rules for Cursed Witches - Kayla Cottingham 🌒 Two Broke Witches - Kate Starling 🌓 Bitterthorn - Kat Dunn 🌔 The Honey Witch - Sydney J. Shields 🌕 The Witch and the Vampire - Francesca Flores 🌕 Spell on Wheels - Kate Leth, Megan Levens, Marissa Louise 🌖 The Witchery - S. Isabelle 🌗 The Hummingbird Coven - Augusta Owens 🌘 Children of the Night - Cara Malone 🌑 The Hex Next Door - Lou Wilham ✨ Malice - Heather Walter

✨ Mortal Follies - Alexis Hall 🌑 The Balance of Fates - Raquel Raelynn 🌒 Edie in Between - Laura Sibson 🌓 Doughnuts and Doom - Balazs Lorinczi 🌔 A Spell for Heartsickness - Alistair Reeve 🌕 Evocation - S.T. Gibson 🌕 The Spells We Cast - Jason June 🌖 An Education in Malice - S. T. Gibson 🌗 Rise and Divine - Lana Harper 🌘 Not Good for Maidens - Tori Bovalino 🌑 A Dark and Starless Forest - Sarah Hollowell ✨ Netherford Hall - Natania Barron

✨ The Poisons We Drink - Bethany Baptiste 🌑 This Poison Heart - Kalynn Bayron 🌒 Over My Dead Body - Boo Sweeney 🌓 Girl, Serpent, Thorn - Melissa Bashardoust 🌔 The Bewitching Hour - Ashley Poston 🌕 Pushing Daisy - Isla Winter 🌕 Daughter of the Bone Forest - Jasmine Skye 🌖 Keep Your Witches Close - Colette Rivera 🌗 Mooncakes - Suzanne Walker, Wendy Xu 🌘 Snapdragon - Kat Leyh 🌑 Runaways - Rainbow Rowell & Kris Anka ✨ Witchlings - Claribel A. Ortega

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