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[the-web-syndicate]

Before our awakening (aka before we realized we could be a system) we used to often say "we" or "us"

And I would always say it's because "Well my brain and myself are like separate entities" and I would say that because I'd have in depth discussions with "myself" and I'd entirely disagree with the other side at times, you would think all of that would have told me something 😭

And yet I continue to be the one in constant denial for various reasons, such is the life of a host 💀 /hj /lh

- Crimson 👻

[arcteris]

i feel like ishgardians would get a kick out of those mundane halloween costume parties

based on:

[conjuring-ghouls]

Never to let go, never to forgive (sisterofsin.lacroix on ig)

[caroldantops]

imagine leighton accidentally finding all the kinky fanfiction nerd!reader reads (or even writes) and it's something they haven't tried together yet so she mentions it casually some other day and r is like "does she know???"

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pls can u imagine leighton definitely asks the girls about ur fics and theyre all like DAMN leighton your dork is a freak!! and she's like ok ok shut up how do i bring this up to her bc i wanna do this--

[dawnedon]

kalos fans we won

[wanderingtheark]

🍁, 🌊, & 🌈 for the ask game! :-)

- @the-habitat-sysblog

🍁 How do your parts get their names?

most of our alters are introjects, and use our source names. for those of us who don't, such as in the cases of culturally sensitive names, doubles, or those who just don't like their source name, we tend to go for a theme or something that we like :] our ghostbur decided to call himself goose because it was cute, not for any other reason

🌊 Any inside jokes in your system?

how does it feel being the funniest bitch alive, simon? - simon henriksson every time he says something remotely funny, it's become a running joke with those of us who are closer to him/front with him more often

🌈 Are there any parts who view themselves as something other than human? Or who have supernatural powers?

a huge thing about our system are inhuman alters because of traumas that influenced us that way. we do have human alters with powers as well! such as jay, kai and nimbus

Send us some more asks!

[our-blood-is-our-ink]

please share the thoughts

agatha being this carefree and curious witch who explores magic for fun but once you show her the darkhold it twists that curiosity into an obsession with power that grows stronger every night you meet her 😵‍💫

also, demonstrating certain spells on her and in turn allowing her to practice them on you 😏🤤

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Let me know if you want the alternative thoughts I had that were sparked by your ask as well! ❤️

Warnings: contains minor smut, mentions/allusion of abuse

You realizing how vulnerable Agatha is when she one day shows up sobbing on your doorstep about not being good enough.

"maybe you're just not being allowed to practice the right sort of witchcraft"

Poisoning her against her mother, slowly and carefully.

It shouldn't be very hard, but Evanora (quite literally as you eventually learn) had beaten Agatha into submission, doing her best to mold Agatha into who she thinks her daughter ought to be.

Agatha thrives off of learning dark magic

It calls to her in a way other witchcraft hasn't

She also has a budding crush on you

At first she thought it was the new form of witchcraft, that it just simply makes one feel like they're on fire and desperate to be touched

Turns out, it's just you

She figures it out when she finally gets brave enough to practice dark magic alone

After realizing this, she becomes an adorable mess for you, constantly tripping over her words and feet, blushing whenever you brush against her

She's not very subtle, you pick up on it fairly easily

So you find an excuse to 'help' position her, and you can hear how her breath catches as your front brushes up against her back

"you know, you just had to ask for me to touch you like this, you don't need to pretend to need help getting your body into the right position"

Agatha is stuttering trying to deny it, but when you give her neck an open mouthed kiss her own moan cuts her off

"there are some spells we haven't talked about, I didn't think you'd be interested, but now..."

"what spells?"

"pleasurable ones"

Agatha asks you to demonstrate, she doesn't quite believe you

You predict her needs and tell her to hold onto your shoulders, turning her around, before flicking a hand

Agatha's knees buckle as you magically stimulate her, her mouth opening wide in a big 'o'

She's always been innocent in most other things before, like magic and her understanding of the world, and this is just one more thing you take and claim for yourself, guiding Agatha forward on the dark path you've set for the two of you to share

You don't let up the spell until her eyes roll up and she collapses

She awakens in your bed, surrounded by the scent of you

She realizes it's because you're holding her against your chest, lightly dozing

She gently shakes you awake

"can I do that to you"

You smile at her, before asking her if she wouldn't rather undress you first

Agatha's eyes are big and round and so full of want and lust

They're pits ringed with ocean blue

You direct her to leave bruises and hickies as she slowly rids you of your clothes

"don't be scared of hurting me. I want you to mark me"

She gets rough fast, and surprises you by biting sharply into your skin, hard enough to draw blood

When she realizes she rushes to apologize but stops when you let out an unrestrained moan

Needless to say practicing dark magic quickly falls to the wayside for a few weeks while you learn each other's bodies and how to being the other the most amount of pleasure possible

You start to incorporate teaching her dark magic into it once you realized how hooked she is

"you're really just a slut, aren't you" you'd laugh, teasing as Agatha desperately whines "so willing to do anything I say as long as you get to have my fingers or tongue buried in you"

One day Agatha comes storming in, furious and angry

"someone's having a bad day"

"shut up"

You raise a brow. "Is that how you speak to me?"

"I said shut up"

You appraise her before you find the answer you're looking for

You get on your knees

Agatha is startled

"I- what?"

"you need to blow off some steam." You explain. "And to feel like you can control something. So use me. Tell me what to do, and I'll listen. I'll be your perfect fuckdoll."

Agatha doesn't want to admit how wet that makes her, but goddess is she dripping

"unless of course you want to continue to give up contr-"

You're cut off by Agatha squeezing your cheeks painfully, jerking your head up to meet her gaze.

"I thought I told you to shut up, bitch"

You're unbearably turned on by the dark look in her eyes

You do your best to nod, and Agatha smiles sharply as she lets go of you

It won't always be like this, you won't always let Agatha be in charge, but if it'll help further push her to become the darkest possible version of herself that you could see? You'd gladly pay any price as long as she stayed yours.

When she's brutally fucking into you with three of her fingers, it happens. Your magics connect on an intimate level, and you both peak at the exact same split second as Agatha's magic feeds off of yours, utter ecstasy coursing through the two of you

"more" Agatha gasps once she's able to draw breath into her lungs. "I need more."

She craves the dark magic now, can feel how powerful it is as it courses through her

"feed off of the darkhold" is what you say. Magic like that is so saturated in darkness that if Agatha were to do it she'd never be able to turn away from the dark magic

She'd also never be able to turn away from you, from the high your once pure magic can give her that the book can't, something you ensured by carefully ensuring there will always be a part of your magic that goes whole and untouched

It's not any wonder to you when the next month Agatha stumbles into your room in the middle of the night, babbling about how she accidentally killed her entire coven, how her mother's corpse now lays rotting in the middle of the forest

You guide her to lay down, and she doesn't realize what you're doing until you thrust into her, having fashioned a strap on out of magic, and she can't help the way she moans, how her eyes roll as you manage to somehow stroke that spot deep inside her

"you might not want to admit it" you whisper against her lips "but you're dripping wet. I'm willing to bet it's because murdering people turns you on"

And Agatha hates how right you are, hates that she realized how arousing it was to consume not just another's magic, but their life magic, hates how close she is from it all

She cries as she comes undone around you, she cries as she begs you to continue to make her body feel good, cries as she thinks about how she doesn't regret the deaths, but regrets her lack of ability to be good

She cries as she wishes she had more witches to feed on, cries because she wants the power so badly it hurts, and cries as she asks you to infuse her blood into the darkhold so she can fill the void that now sings inside her, demanding to be fed

You kiss every tear away, whispering reassurances and promises and

"use it. Use their deaths as a sacrifice to the god Chthon and ask that he bless you with more power"

After that, Agatha is no long quite human. But neither are you, as she had insisted the both of you be blessed, since you're the one to have helped her, the only person to love her as she is, and not as who you wanted her to be (what Agatha doesn't know won't hurt her)

And the death of an entire coven, one that Agatha was bound to by blood? A worthy sacrifice indeed.

Agatha is insatiable after that, constantly needing you, and you find yourself absolutely loving how desperate she is, how it gives you a thrill every time you remember how innocent she once was and how it was your guiding hand that corrupted her into a creature of your own doing

"you're perfect" youll tell her

"and you, my love, are without flaw" she'll purr back

And there is not a single person able to convince either of you otherwise

[monstershearts]

“Yeah. But you don’t have to kiss me either.“ (Elliot to Billy; @mxrvelouscreations

Doctor Who Starters | @mxrvelouscreations

“I don’t have to,” Billy acknowledged, “but I want to. If, y’know, you’re okay with that.” He gave a cheeky smirk, looking deep into Elliot’s eyes. Just being his oh-so-charming self. God, he really wanted to taste those sweet lips again, but it was almost more fun to tease. See how red he could get those cheeks to flush.

[arcadeghozt]

the queen died but honestly barry dylan has been through so much more. the hardships he’s faced aren’t even comparable to dying of old age. until the queen has done what barry dylan has done i don’t feel sympathy.

[the-web-syndicate]

I just had the thought, "I need another consciousness to complete this," and that is *really* funny

Like, my intention was that I need another body

But it's really funny to think to myself that I need another consciousness when I already have something like 16 trapped in this meat suit 😭

.:•》 Crimson 👻

[humanrinds]

if your only exposure to evil dead was from tumblr fanart you’d probably think that ash spends the entire series with his shirt torn and one tiddie on show

[katnissgirlsmakedo]

in ghosts when sam and jay put on their halloween costumes and they were the stepbrothers from the movie stepbrothers and sam explained to the ghosts that their gimmick was that they had the same costume every year because it’s easy and funny and doesn’t sexually objectify her. meanwhile izombie made her do dominatrix brains. ok

[arcann]

I said taigat has isaac clarke as an inspo and i want to say it's cause of their complicated relationship with religion, the bitter situation where their mother derailed their future and the constanly tragic turn of their love life but really it's bc when you go down they stomp you.

HARD.

[caroldantops]

carol letting you get away with punishments definitely earns her some teasing when val is punishing both of you

"what happened to being her daddy, princess? if you keep this up she might become yours" (the idea embarasses carol so much)

also, i'm thinking: she first makes one of you try to punish the other, and then she steps in to show how it really should be done

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SHE MIGHT BECOME YOURSSSS please carol would fucking. she'd get soooo frustrated and grumpy and pouty and valkyrie takes full advantage of that for sure

[glitterghost]

i really admire how genuine you are in your support of others. i wish i had a bit more of your selfless energy

It just really feels good to support others, especially if you know how hard they work and the time they put into those things. Like I feel like I'm not necessarily good at much myself, but I've always been ready to go 100% for friends, authors and other content creators that I admire or enjoy.

And it's so much fun when it's something you're also so excited about/for. It also doesn't take much time or energy to give them a boost. To help get them seen by others, so that they can spread the word too.

I'm sure you've got that energy too. Even just the smallest bit, does wonders! And any amount is always appreciated!

[our-blood-is-our-ink]

are you kidding? this is exactly what i wanted! it's even better tbh

and yes please the alternate thoughts. i want the full corrupted salem!agatha brainrot

take your time writing it tho! no rush ☺️

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Ahhhh okay I'm so glad you enjoyed it!

This is less of corrupted Agatha and more innocent Agatha who's getting manipulate by everyone around her. Which is why these are the alternative thoughts.

I was smart and had screenshot what I had wrote, so this is pretty much copied and pasted.

Warnings: mentions/hints of abuse

Some bulletpoints:

You're a little older than Agatha Harkness, the daughter of the leader of the Salem Coven, but not by much.

Your own coven cast you out into exile after you had found a book titled The Darkhold while sorting through your grandmother's belongings she had left to you upon her passing, and it proved to be a magical lifeline, for previously where you had been ridiculed for being so magically weak, you were suddenly strong. Powerful.

Of course your coven had picked up something was wrong and casted you out, relieved to have found an excuse to cut you from the only family you had left. (Some fucking family.)

You find yourself in Salem, and it isn't long before you notice signs of a coven of witches living there.

It takes you a few months, but you're able to identify who's in it and most of their dynamics.

Which of course means you notice Agatha.

She's desperate for her mother's approval, and works just as hard as you had been forced to before finding the Darkhold. She's also clearly magically gifted, although her mother makes for a shit teacher, which in turn causes Agatha to struggle with getting things right the first time, as Evanora expects.

That's another thing. Evanora clearly resents Agatha for having so much magical prowess because to her mother, Agatha appears to not be applying herself to the things she should be, and that's a waste of ability and strength. (If this wasn't the 1600s, if this were our modern day, Agatha probably would have been diagnosed with a learning disability or autism or both. But because it isn't, she's punished unfairly for things that are out of her control. She doesn't understand why she can't be the person everyone wants her to be, needs her to be. She doesn't understand and you find her punishing herself further for it. Because if she was goed like her mother said, she wouldn't be struggling like this.)

You can hardly blame Agatha for turning to the few dark spell books her mother kept around their house. After all, dark magic doesn't require you to do anything other than listen, something Agatha is very, very good at, despite appearances.

You hate how Agatha's coven treats her, she reminds you of yourself. So you decide to befriend her and help her out. The first time you demonstrate your witchcraft to Agatha, she freaks out.

"There aren't supposed to be other witches in Salem, they're all driven out or killed if they aren't accepted into the coven."

After calming her down and waiting a few weeks for Agatha to come to terms with your secret, you reveal the Darkhold to her.

She's very hesitant at first. After all, it's one thing for her to study the magic she gets so easily when it's from books she knows her mother deemed safe enough to keep in the house, it's another thing entirely to study from an unknown book a relatively unknown witch is introducing to her.

You manage to convince her to try one spell.

One spell leads to another, which leads to another, which leads to yet another, until one day Agatha shows up at your door, banging frantically on it.

"My fingers, they're starting to stain like yours. You told me it would take longer for it to happen, I thought I had more time to learn the glamor spell."

You're surprised. The Darkhold generally takes a longer time to start its path of corruption than this. You hadn't lied to Agatha about that.

Except, now that you think about it, Agatha had been practicing dark magic for a lot longer than you ever had been. It just happened to be that the spells Agatha had been using prior to the Darkhold were far tamer.

You explain your thoughts. "It calls to you, Agatha. You truly have a gift."

Agatha can't admit it even to herself, but she craves the darkness within witchcraft. She's addicted,

But what she can call it is the description you so kindly gave her.

"I do have a gift, don't I?"

Of course, nothing stays secret forever.

Evanora happened to notice Agatha wasn't where she had said she was going to be, and had set off to find her constantly wayward daughter.

It's how she found the two of you, you leaning against a tree, smiling softly as you watched Agatha play with tendrils of shadow she had conjured, a child-like look of wonder on her face, both your fingers openly displaying the path into darkness you've chosen.

She goes after you first, hurling her magic at you, and you're lucky you feel it before you see it, otherwise you'd be dead.

"How dare you." She's so angry, and you can hear Agatha letting out a whimper of fear.

That's what does it for you. In your time with the raven-haired witch, you've fallen quite hard for her, and clearly this isn't the first time Evanora displayed such anger in front of her daughter.

In fact, several things click together. You begin to understand the extent of harm Evanora has inflicted on her daughter.

But her attention is no longer on you, it's on Agatha.

And she's furious.

Agatha cowers, pleading.

Evanora grips her arm harshly.

"You will stand trial for this betrayal. And you!" She spits, glaring at you. "I shall deal with you if you're stupid enough to stay in Salem."

Before you can stop her, she teleports, which is ridiculously hard to do with just yourself, let alone with a second person.

Agatha's magical ability must have been something she inherited.

You search for her, but can't find Agatha anywhere.

And you'd have to be suicidal to try to break into the Harkness home, and while you desperately want to, you're no good to Agatha dead.

You settle for waiting just out of thesightline of the house, but you never see anyone going in or out.

Night falls, and you still don't move.

Eventually, near daybreak, you spot Agatha, wobbling through the sky.

"What happened?" You ask, concerned when she lands.

"I killed them." She whispers, before breaking down into tears.

"Good." You say firmly, even as you cradle her. "Good. They deserved it."

Agatha doesn't believe you, but "mother said I couldn't be good. Those were her last words.”

"So don't be good. She wanted to be right so badly. Grant her one last wish."

Agatha wants to argue, but she can't deny the hunger that has suddenly awoken within her, and instinctively she knows she can't be good if she plans on feeding it.

"We need to leave." She whispers against your shoulder.

"We'll leave tomorrow." You say. "No one will think to look for you in my home. We were too careful for people to know of our connection. And you need sleep."

Agatha's too tired to fight.

And perhaps you're a little to smug about how you've now taken down not just your own coven in retribution for their treatment of you, but now Agatha's.

But it's okay for you to be a bit smug. Agatha will learn in time that the only people who deserve their witchcraft are those like the pair of you.

Worthy.

(I will mention that neither of these posts mentions the version I was originally talking about, one where the reader corrupts Agatha with dark magic and helps her break free of Evanora, who I do frequently write with the assumption that she's abusive to Agatha. And Evanora discovers this and throws Agatha onto trial because Agatha is a threat to her and her position of power. It's less about a genuine corruption of morals and ethics and more of Agatha making some poor decisions due to the things she suffered through.)