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“Back in the 1970s, Mary Oneida Toups led an alternative coven down here. She and her sister witches would gather there, proudly and publicly, very much in the spirit of the times. But it was damaged during Katrina. And the authorities used this as an excuse to declare this sacred space a safety hazard. - It’s been closed off ever since. - I don’t understand. What are we supposed to do if we can’t get in? Tear the wall down. When witches don’t fight, we burn.”

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#ahs, #American horror story, #creepy aesthetic,

It’s toxic… I’m loving it.

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sweet pea and toni topaz aesthetic

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Riverdale characters as college student types

Archie: guy who sits in the quad and plays guitar

Jughead: guy who sits in the back in your sociology class on his laptop and constantly argues with the professor, derailing every class discussion three times per week and making you wonder why you’re still going to school

Reggie: khakis and white button up business major

Cheryl: literature student that acts like Jane Austen is an underground artist

Kevin: stage arts kid that makes sure you never forget he’s a stage arts kid

Dilton: runs a campus podcast but not a popular one

Betty: RA that gets the other RAs in trouble for having alcohol in their dorms 

Veronica: stays up all night partying but still takes 8am lecture classes and shows up with perfect makeup

Chuck: athlete

Ethel: student employee at the library

Jason: in all of your classes but only shows up for the first day and tests. never speaks

Sweet Pea: art major that doesn’t look like an art major

Toni: art major that absolutely looks like an art major

Fangs: stage arts kid that’s pretty quiet about being a stage arts kid

Joaquin: that guy you always see on campus but are pretty sure isn’t even a college student

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Sweet pea x reader

Warnings: It’s very sinful and has bad grammar. Btw y’all should request some stuff because I’m bored. Sweets is always working. Dating a guy in a gang, I kind of expected for him to be gone and leave me. To leave me unsatisfied with my lady needs. Tonight is a Friday night. Our special night of the week for both of us to watch a movie, eat, and maybe do a something more in the bedroom. “I promise I’ll be home by six. We can watch Grease and maybe you make my favorite, baby. I promise I’ll be there.” He pleaded. And so I got ready for it. I happily spread my foundation across my face as I hum the tune of my favorite song. The smell of red pasta sauce made my stomach even more excited that for the first time in a while, I’m going to have a decent night with my boyfriend. I wore a cute black dress to match my black flats, I don’t know why but it was Sweet Pea’s favorite dress on me. I finished getting ready and making dinner and just sat there, looking pretty waiting for Prince Charming to come home. I looked at the time and it should be the time that he should be arriving now Any minute now. About an hour an a half past and I’m texting and calling him nonstop. I’m super pissed off at this point and I’ve already ate all my food. I tried to wait for him but my mind just said screw it. I got lost in my thought as I hear his Harley revving outside. As soon as he busts through the door, I see the look on his face that he knew he screwed up. “Baby I am so sorry! I was taking care of a favor for Jughead and I lost track of time, please forgive me?” He pleaded, his hands in the begging position like a child really wanted something from their parents. I am so pissed that I don’t know what to do or think. “Are you cheating on me?” I finally ask. “Are you kidding me? Look, I know I may not be the perfect boyfriend but I would never do something like that to you. Ever.” He reassured me, putting his hands on my hips trying to act sweet so he would think I would’ve forgotten what just happen. “Get on your knees.” I say in a stern voice. “W-what?” He stuttered. “You heard me. Now do it.” I tell him, raising my voice. He did as he was told as I signaled him to come closer. I sat on the kitchen table as he scooted closer to me, still on his knees. I lift up my dress slowly, teasing him a bit while I see his facial expressions as I do so. He bits his lip as he tries to pull my dress up, but I slap his hand away. “Nope. You are going to work for it. I want you to beg for it.” He started kissing up my ankles, then up my thigh pleading and begging to feel and taste what was between my legs. Once he got up to my womanhood, I felt generous and let him have at it. I could tell he was excited. Not only because of his dick almost about to explode out of his pants, but I saw it in his eyes that he was going to eat me out like I was his last meal. As soon as I felt his tongue slid into me, he just went at it like there was no tomorrow. His groans vibrating against me only made it worse not to be a moaning mess. He kept mumbling things to me but I wanted to keep him in his place so I pulled his hair hard enough to have his eyes meet mine. “I told you that I’m in charge here. Your my little sex toy tonight. Your an object, and objects don’t need to speak.” I told him with intimidation in my tone. He kept eating me out like there was no tomorrow until I told him I wanted to hear him beg for me to cum in his mouth. “Please baby, please. I promise I’ll be a good boy for you from now on! I’ll be home on time to satisfy you, baby!” He begged and cried. And that was enough to send me over the edge, so I came all over his lips and mouth as he licked my clean. After I gave myself a moment to come down from my mind blowing orgasm, I pulled his hair fr his face to meet mine. “Next time I’m horny don’t ever leave me alone. Got that?”

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billie eilish pack

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I made a friend❤️

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