#They give strange milk that either poisons you or gives fire resistance

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I totally agree

We need nether mooshrooms god damnit

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My MC Headcanons (Potions)

Awkward Potion

• Smell - An empty but clean room. Not dusty or super clean, just that odd middle ground of ‘not lived in but livable’.

• Taste - Like room temperature water. Only difference is the barely noticeable film on the top of the potion to show it’s not plain water.

Thick Potion

• Smell - Air, but ‘thick’ air. No I won’t explain further.

• Taste - Exactly like thick water, down to the almost syrupy consistency. Only way to differentiate the two is the vague potion fumes the Thick Potion gives off.

Mundane Potion

• Smell - Barely there vanilla that’s so insubstantial that most people miss it.

• Taste - A very watered down wintergreen oil flavor that almost blends into the vanilla scent.

Potion of Healing

• Smell - Healing potions have a strong natural sweet floral scent, similar to roses or meadowsweet. It can be overwhelming if you smell too deeply.

• Taste - If you make the potion right then it has a fresh olive oil that goes down smoothly and leaves a little tingle on your tongue.

Potion of Strength

• Smell - Smells strongly of cinnamon with turmeric undertones. 

• Taste - Very flavorful, like sugary spiced cinnamon. Some have described it as tasting very similar to the Red Hots candy. Some find it nice while others dislike it. It’s just a matter of personal taste.

Potion of Fire Resistance

• Smell - An almost milky room temperature strawberry custard that smells like it was cooked in the pot a bit too long and almost burnt.

• Taste - It tastes heavily of cream cheese with some bursts of strawberry. The burnt flavor is stronger when tasting than smelling.

Regeneration Potion

• Smell - A bag of pretzels. Just a regular bag of pretzels.

• Taste - The dominant flavor is still actually pretzels. But the aftertaste is less nice. Because it tastes like your sweat. You know when you’re sweating and you lick your lips and you get a brief salty taste of your own sweat? Yeah that is the aftertaste of this potion. Enjoy.

Night Vision Potion

• Smell - Carrots, obviously. But it’s not as strong as you’d expect. 

• Taste - Again, carrots, clearly. But there’s a gentle sweetness to it as well. And besides that you also get an almost buttery twang at the end. 

Potion of Swiftness

• Smell - Roses, but very strong. Very sweet smelling. Enough to make you at least wrinkle your nose and lean back to escape the overly fragrant scent.

• Taste - Candied rose petals. Cloyingly sweet enough to make your jaw buzz from the sugary taste.

Invisibility Potion

• Smell - A faint acrid scent, almost like old socks. Unpleasant. 

• Taste - It has a mild fermented flavor thanks to the fermented spider eye, but it also has a slightly bitter, earthy undertone that some have described as being similar to aged Stilton cheese.

Potion of Water Breathing

• Smell - It really depends on how fresh the pufferfish you used for the potion was. Fresh pufferfish gives the potion a sea breeze scent. But the older the pufferfish the more ‘fishy’ it will smell. 

• Taste - Again, it depends on the freshness of the pufferfish. The fresher it is the better it will taste, like a subtle cool taste with a hint of iodine and cucumber. But if older pufferfish is used then it tastes uncomfortably salty. 

Potion of Harming

• Smell - Honeydew and melted butter. A very disarming scent for something that can hurt you. Best to keep out of reach of children since the sweet smell is often very misleading to those who don’t recognize it for what it is. 

• Taste - Melon but it tastes utterly artificial. And it’s so chemically sweet it causes pain in your teeth and jaw. And if that wasn’t bad enough, the aftertaste is likened to fermented liver an onions. The utterly jarring shift from the saccharine sweetness of the melon to the malodorous flavor of the liver and onions has been said to make the damage you take from the potion SO much worse.

Potion of Poison 

• Smell - Vaguely like vinegar on first whiff but if you go in for a second smell you’ll be surprised to note a strange and unidentifiable sweetness underneath it. 

• Taste - Like slimy uncooked shrimp and a mystery spice. Not terrible but not in any way good either. But strangely fitting for a potion of poison.

Slowness Potion

• Smell - It has a heavy musky scent to it, like the air wafting off of the potion is somehow more dense than the air around it. But aside from the musk it smells quite similar to agar.

• Taste - Awful, just simply awful. Like fermented soybeans blended with raw goat milk. If you can get this potion down without gagging then you’re not normal.

Potion of Weakness 

• Smell - The unpleasant scent of burning cinnamon that feels like it’s singing your nose hair with every whiff. Very unpleasant. Hurry to cork this potion so the whole room you’re in doesn’t stink like it.

• Taste - It tastes like warm pickles and sweaty candy corn. A truly dreadful combo that will definitely make you gag.

Leaping Potion

• Smell - It’s stinky, but in that good way that all pets stink. A comforting stinky. Which is a bit sad considering you had to kill a rabbit to make this potion.

• Taste - Almost tastes like tepid bone broth. Not a terrible taste all things considered but try not to burp after drinking it or you’ll start to taste cartilage. Which is less nice.

Potion of Slow Falling

• Smell - It has a salty odor to it. Not particularly overpowering to the point where it would knock you off your feet but it’s still the aromatic equivalent to a slap to the face. Likened to Spirit of Hartshorn.

• Taste - Somehow slimy and watery at the same time. And tastes suspiciously like bland calamari and mushroom broth. How well you handle the taste depends on how much you enjoy raw sea food.

Potion of Luck

• Smell - Fresh morning dew and peaches. A bright and nice scent that gives you a boost of energy. Or so the few who have had this sought after potion have said~

• Taste - A bit of a peppery flavor (but not too strong) on top of a fresh crisp taste. Almost like seasoned raw watercress. Really puts some pep in your step.

Turtle Master Potion

• Smell - Strangely enough this potion smells like salted meats, a jerky scent. Most find the smell pleasant or at least not bad. 

• Taste - Like a fatty meat, savory and delicious. Some have even likened the flavor to that of cooked veal. Though it’s not spiced or seasoned at all so it’s a good taste but not necessarily a great taste.

Potion of Decay

• Smell - The unholy combination of rotting meat and rancid compost. I feel like if you smell this and then drink it anyways then you deserve the wither effect.

• Taste - The taste is three times as bad as just the smell. It tastes like you’re drinking stagnant fetid swamp algae. But again, why are you drinking this? 

[gotnofucks]

Sell My Soul - 3

Pairing: soft!dark!Lee Bodecker x reader

Words: 2.4k

Warning: smut, lactation kink, possessiveness, jealousy. Pretty mild actually. 18+ ONLY

A/N: Final part to Sell my Soul. Thank you all for giving this story a chance. And like always, I love a happy ending.

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“Here ya go Miss, just like you ordered.” The man gave you a silk pouch and you opened it with ultimate delicacy, peeking inside. A smile spread on your face. It was perfect, exactly the way you had imagined it would be.

“Thank you, sir. This is perfect!” You beamed at him. “About the payment…what time will you like for me to come to your house?”

“Anytime that suits you this Saturday, Miss” He said.

You nodded and were about to ask for one tiny detail when you felt the hair on your neck stand. Even before you saw him, you could feel his presence. His body was like a magnet and the pull he had on you was almost unreal.

“Its Missus”

Your husband seemed to have materialized out of thin air, his voice as imposing as his personality. Lee’s hand wound around your pregnant belly and you shot him a pleading look that he promptly ignored. Instead, he glared at the stranger you were talking you, his touch around you possessive and tight.

“She’s my wife. You look at this round belly, she’s pregnant with my child. If you think I’ll allow you to sniff around her knickers in my own backyard –”

“Sir, you misunderstand!” The man said and looked at you with disbelief. He had come here to make you a simple delivery, not get on the wrong side of the town’s sheriff.

“Do I now?” Lee made to approach the man and you quickly held him back by pulling on his arm. Lee was positively seething, and you knew if he had his gun on him it would be pointing at the poor guy.

“Honey, lets go inside and talk.” You knew how your husband could get when you spoke to other men. Despite having claimed you in every way possible, despite the proof of his ownership growing inside your womb, he still felt threatened by any and every man. Your pregnancy had only made him overprotective and it was a wonder you had been able to do what you just did.

“I think I’d rather stay here!” Lee shouted and you quickly planted yourself in front of him, both hands resting on his chest in an effort to calm him.

“Mr. Jeffords, if you’d kindly leave.” You said without turning to look at the man behind you. Your eyes were intently fixed on your husband knowing how volatile he could get. You heard the man behind you shuffling away as fast as he could, probably running away to the closest pub to tell the patrons how the Sheriff’s wife was treated. Not that it bothered you anymore what anyone in this town thought.

“Who the fuck was he?” Lee asked, his drawl more pronounced in his anger.

“Can we go inside? I would rather sit and talk.” You said. Lee frowned, both in annoyance and concern as he took your hand and led you back inside your house. Ever since your pregnancy, he had become more…mellow. Softer somehow.

You sat on couch and you watched in wry amusement as Lee made sure your legs rested on a cushion despite his apparent anger. He had changed his behavior towards you in the past few months but there were times when he lost control. You weren’t scared of him anymore, but you didn’t push his boundaries a lot. Having a loving and caring husband was more than you had expected out of your marriage and that was more than what other women could say.

“I leave you alone for some time and you’re off skipping with a strange man in the garden. What do you have to say for yourself, wife?”

“I want to say that you are being absolutely ridiculous.”

Lee put his hands on either side of you behind the couch, effectively caging you in. His blue eyes boiled in a raging storm, reminding you again in their own way who was in charge here.

“You seem to have forgotten who wears the pants in this relationship darlin’” He whispered, dipping his head, and kissing you slowly. His tongue slipped past your lips and claimed your mouth, and you fisted his shirt. He broke away and you leaned forward to follow, not ready to let him go just yet. Lee smirked and pulled back, knowing what he was doing.

“You don’t like me wearing pants anyway. You want easy access” You huffed, and Lee traced your jawline with a finger and you almost bite that appendage before he pulls it back chuckling.

“You’re the only woman in the world who makes me feel this way. I’m fucking pissed yet all I wanna do is slide home inside you and fill you again and again.”

Heat pools between your legs and you unconsciously squeeze them closed. Damn pregnancy hormones. Your libido almost surpassed your husband’s, but it seemed seeing you waddle around with his kid made him even more of a horny bastard than before and your sexual appetites were well taken care of.

“Who was he Y/n? Don’t make me ask again.” Lee said sitting next to you. Icy tinge of anger coated his tone and you looked him dead in the eyes, your expression completely unguarded.

“He was a jeweler. I – I ordered something.” You said, your eyes downcast.

One of Lee’s hands pushed your cardigan away and started playing with the strap of your dress. You leaned into the warmth of his body, your nose at his throat.

“What was that about you going to his house?” Lee asked, voice still hard but his hands were gentle as always.

“For the payment. I didn’t want to borrow too much money from you and so I thought I could pay him my way”

Your head was pulled back by the back of your neck, his face right in yours and breath washing over your parted lips.

“Your own way? And what’s that? Laying down on your back and opening those legs?”

Remorse filled his eyes the moment those words left his mouth as tears filled yours. There it was- the cruel person you had initially married making his sporadic appearance. You struggled in his hold, wanting to get away but he held your wrist, trapping your body in his arms.

“Let me go you bastard!” You screamed.

Lee shushed you, pulling you in his lap and cradling your wiggling body softly. You hit his shoulders and threatened to poison his tea if he didn’t unhand you, but he held fast, one hand around your waist and the other pressing your head into his chest. You didn’t realize when you had stopped flailing your hands and bunched them in his shirt. You sobbed and his hand caressed you, apologies whispered right in your ear with guilt and love.

You sniffled and wiped your dripping nose on him for good measure. You hated this part of your relationship as much as you loved it. One comment from him would make you fly off the handle and you’ll shout and rage but only find solace in his arms. Similarly, he will get mad about the littlest of things and breath fire but late at night he’ll crawl under the covers with you, his hands worshiping your body while he muttered sweet nothings mixed with apologies. You both were tied by an elastic band that no matter how farther apart you go, you snap back and come home to each other.

“I’m sorry my love” His lips moved all over your face, pressing kisses on your cheeks and chin and neck. “I am sorry”. You lay in his arms and held him, consoling him and yourself at the same time.  

“I was going to babysit his children and bake him a cake for his wife’s birthday” You whispered and felt his arms tighten around yours. He sighs and rocks you, lips never ceasing their journey on your skin.

“You should try leading with explanations” He says, and you give a muffled laugh causing him to vibrate in mirth too. You look at him from under your lashes and pull him down for a sweet sweet kiss, letting your tongue brush the back of his teeth and relishing in his shiver. He pulled back long enough to lay you on your back before carefully hovering over you, the straps of your dress being pulled away.

“When will you start producing milk?” Lee asked, his tongue making circles around your engorged nipple. He had been very pleased with the effect of pregnancy on your breasts and loved to nestle his face between them.

“Few more week I think” you said between moans, tugging at his hair and pushing more of your flesh in his mouth.

“I want to drink from it. I know our baby will need it, but you’re gonna be a good wife and save some for me, yes?”

His words made you hotter than before, slick coating your thighs and ruining your panties. His hands teased the offending garment down, sliding smoothly along your damp skin and finding the treasure you hid between your legs.

“I’m yours my love. Every part of me belongs to you. Whatever you want.” You sigh in pleasure and become putty in his hands. It was so easy to let go with him, forget yourself in the feel and smell of him.

You felt him removing his trousers and then he’s inside you, sinfully filling you to the brim. Your breath hitches as his hips snap against yours, gentle in their ministrations. You bucked against him, asking for more and yet he went slow.

“Lee, I need more. Harder!” You beg and your husband groans in the crook of your neck. His hand teases your bud, one hand holding his weight so as not to crush you.

“Must not hurt the little one” Lee said, and you whined in displeasure. You tried to push against him, get him deeper but he resisted with a hand at your hip. Tears of frustration leaked down your eyes and he licked them away, taking the taste of salt in a messy kiss.

“Please, need it so bad” you plead. “We’ll be careful”

He relented, still not going rough but a little firmer and faster. Your voice increases in cadence, high pitched garbled words escaping you as you lose your mind. Your nails are digging in Lee’s shoulder, leaving marks he proudly wears as battle scars.  Sweat travels from his hairline and falls on your body, the couch shaking from your rocking motion. You’re both making salacious sounds that echo around your house, uncaring if they travel outside. Nothing compares to the feeling of him rubbing against your soft, fluttering walls. You’re urging him on, goading him into letting go. His mouth is on yours, teeth clashing together and hands clenching painfully. His pelvic brushes against your bud and you’re falling, howling your pleasure and feel Lee twitching inside you, his seed mixing with your creamy essence.

You pant and lay together in a heap, his arms protectively wrapped around you. One hand gently rubs your slightly protruding belly, the most tender expression on his face.

“What did you order from the jeweler?” Lee asked and to his surprise you blushed and buried your head in his shoulder.

“It’s embarrassing.” You mutter and he titled your head to his.

“My love, I’ve tasted your nectar from the source and had you on your knees for me enough times for you to abandon all shame. I’m surprised you can still blush after all the filthy things we do to each other.” The bastard was smirking, and you pouted.

You reached out with your hand and got the silk pouch from the table, pulling out from within a silver armlet with an aquamarine stone in between. The stone was the exact shade of Lee’s eyes and you held it out for him to take. He did so, brows furrowed in confusion.

“This is for me?” He asked incredulous and you nodded. “Why?”

Your face flushed again but you met his eyes.

“It’s a talisman” You said and saw him roll his eyes.

“Y/n, you know I don’t believe in this shit.” He said, trying to give the armlet back to you. You pushed his hand back and looked at him imploringly.

“I believe in them Lee! You remember that old lady last month whose son you arrested? She – She cursed you. Said you’ll die a horrible death. I can’t get those words out of my head. I won’t lose you.” Lee pursed his lips at you, still not convinced.

“Lee, we’re in the family way. You’ll have a son or daughter in a couple months. I can’t sleep at night with worry that something will happen to you. I – I can’t let anything happen to you. This stone…it’s a symbol of health and hope. It will keep you safe.”

You had never been as afraid of anything in your life as the curse of that woman. You were never one to put too much faith in religion and superstitions, but when it came to your family you worried about everything. The very feel of this town is ominous. If wearing a piece of jewelry can protect your husband than you’ll make sure he wears it even if you have to use every last trick of seduction to convince him.

Lee looked at your determined face, jaw set stubbornly, and he smiled. His hand cupped your face and pulled you into a breathless kiss before resting his forehead on yours.

“My pretty girl, my love, my wife” He breathed against you mouth. “Don’t you know I have no need of anything else in this world but you? You are my strength Y/n. You keep me sane and woe betide anyone who tries to separate us.”

You clutched his collar and pulled him flush against you, your eyes blazing, and he looked at you in wonder. “You listen to me Lee Bodecker, you will wear this armlet whether you want to or not. No amount of sweet promises will get you out of it.”

Lee laughed since he had rarely seen you this fierce. His blue eyes beheld you in your glory, still naked in his arms and watery eyes that shone brighter than the sun. In that moment he knew he had never seen a more beautiful woman and he nodded.

“Whatever you say goes my love. I belong to you.”

You sealed the deal with a kiss, promising him a reward for agreeing later tonight.

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