#but cupid witch powers

[bi-dykes]

Forever a Barbie and Wanda Girl

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[paigemathews]

Okay, so we obviously didn’t get to see Cupid-Witch hybrids’ powers since they only existed in the flashforward, but consider: molecular immobilization combined with temporal stasis. One is technically molecular while the other is temporal, but: a Cupid-Witch being able to actually freeze time with Piper’s hand gestures, including being able to freeze witches and other good beings. Alternatively, being able to manipulate time like speeding it up (molecular combustion) or slowing it down (molecular deceleration) around objects. 

[demigod-jack-hearth]

Au - Open starter (Mental)

TW (insanity, self harm)

Au - all relationships with jack are the same / his kids are still his kids

You haven't visited jack for 6 months, not since he was sent to the mental asylum after he finally snapped from a power overload

You've decided it was time to visit him.

Once you arrive at the asylum and sign in. you can hear screams of patients as you are led through the corridors towards Jack's cell

Once you enter Jack's cell, you realise how horrible he's being treated

The cell is painfully white, squishy pillows cover the walls with marks on each one

Jack is curled up in the corner wearing a straight jacket and gently rocking himself, muttering incoherent phrases

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[greenwitchcrafts]

May 2024 witch guide

Full moon: May 23rd

New moon: May 7th

Sabbats: Beltane-May1st

May Flower Moon

Known as: Bright Moon, Budding Moon, Dyad Moon, Egg Laying Moon, Frog Moon, Hare Moon, Leaf Budding Moon, Merry Moon, Moon of the Shedding Ponies, Planting Moon, Sproutkale, Thrimilcmonath & Winnemanoth

Element: Fire

Zodiac: Taurus & Gemini

Nature spirits: Elves & Faeries

Deities: Aphrodite, Artemis, Bast, Cernunnos, Diana, Frigga, Flora, Horned God, Kali, Maia, Pan, Priapus & Venus

Animals: Cat, leopard & lynx

Birds: Dove, Swallow & Swan

Trees: Hawthorne & rowan

Herbs: Cinnamon, dittany of Crete, Elder, mint, mugwort & thyme

Flowers: Foxglove, lily of the valley & rose

Scents: Rose & sandalwood

Stones: Amber, Apache tear, carnelian, emerald, garnet, malachite, rose quartz, ruby, tourmaline & tsavorite

Colors: Brown, green, orange, pink & yellow

Energy:  Abundance, creative energy, faerie & spirit contact, fertility, intuition, love, marriage, material gains, money, propagation, prosperity, real-estate dealings, relationships & tenacity

May’s Flower Moon name should be no surprise; flowers spring forth across North America in abundance this month!

• “Flower Moon” has been attributed to Algonquin peoples, as confirmed by Christina Ruddy of The Algonquin Way Cultural Centre in Pikwakanagan, Ontario.

May’s Moon was also referred to as the “Month of Flowers” by Jonathan Carver in his 1798 publication, Travels Through the Interior Parts of North America: 1766, 1767, 1768 (pp. 250-252), as a likely Dakota name. Carver stayed with the Naudowessie (Dakota) over a period of time; his expedition covered the Great Lakes region, including the Wisconsin and Minnesota areas.

Beltane

Known as: Beltaine, May day, Roodmas & Cethsamhain

Season: Spring

Symbols: Eggs, faeries, fire, flowers & maypoles

Colors: Blue, dark yellow, green, light pink, orange, red, white yellow & rainbow spectrum

Oils/Incense: Frankincense, lilac, passion flower, rose, tuberose & vanilla

Animals: Bee, cattle, goat & rabbit

Mythical: Faeries

Stones: Bloodstone, emerald, lapis lazuli, orange carnelian, rose quartz & sapphire

Food: Beltane cakes, cherries, dairy foods, farls, green herbal salads, honey, meade, nuts, oat cakes, oats, strawberries & sweets

Herbs/Plants: Almond, ash tree, birch, bramble, cinquefoil, damiana, frankincense, hawthorn, ivy, meadowsweet, mushroom, rosemary, saffron, satyrion root, St.John's wort & woodruff

Flowers: Angelica, bluebell, daisy, hibiscus, honeysuckle, lilac, marigold, primrose, rose, rose hips & yellow cowslips

Trees: Ash, cedar, elder, fir, hawthorn, juniper, linden, mesquite, oak, pine, poplar, rowan & willow

Goddesses: Aphrodite, Areil, Artemis, Cybele, Danu, Diana, Dôn, Eiru, Elen, Eostre, Fand, Flidais, Flora, Freya, Frigga, Maia, Niwalen, Rhea, Rhiannon, Var, Venus & Xochiquetzal

Gods: Baal, Bacchnalia, Balder, Belanos, Belenus, Beli, Beltene, Cernunnos, Cupid, Faunus, Freyr, Grannus, The Green Man, Lares, Lugh, Manawyddan, Odin, Pan, Puck & Taranis

Issues, Intentions & Powers: Agriculture, creativity, fertility, lust, marriage, the otherworld/Underworld, pleasure, psychic ability, purification, sensuality, sex/uality, visions, warmth & youth

Spellwork: Birth, Earth magick, healing, health & pregnancy

Activities:

• Create a daisy chain or floral decorations

• Decorate & dance around a Maypole

• Set up an outdoor altar & leave offerings to faeries

• Prepare a ritual bath with fresh flowers

• Light a bonfire or candles & dance around them

• Set aside time for self care

• Gather flowers & use them to decorate your home or altar

• Prepare a feast to celebrate with friends/family

• Make flower crowns

• Bake bannocks, oat cakes or cookies

• Hang wreaths decorated with ribbons & flowers

• Plant flowers in your garden

• Start a wish book/box/journal

• Go on a walk & gice thanks to nature⁸

• Cast fertility or a bunch spells

• Fill small baskets of flowers & small goodies, then leave them on your friends/neighbors doorstep as a gesture of goodwill & friendship

Beltane is mentioned in the earliest Irish literature and is associated with important events in Irish mythology. Also known as Cétshamhain ('first of summer'), it marked the beginning of summer & was when cattle were driven out to the summer pastures. Rituals were performed to protect cattle, people & crops, and to encourage growth. (Today, Witches who observe the Wheel of the Year celebrate Beltane as the height of Spring.)

Special bonfires were kindled, whose flames, smoke & ashes were deemed to have protective powers. The people and their cattle would walk around or between bonfires & sometimes leap over the flames or embers. All household fires would be doused & then re-lit from the Beltane bonfire.

These gatherings would be accompanied by a feast, and some of the food and drink would be offered to the aos sí. Doors, windows, byres and livestock would be decorated with yellow May flowers, perhaps because they evoked fire.

In parts of Ireland, people would make a May Bush: typically a thorn bush or branch decorated with flowers, ribbons, bright shells & rushlights. Holy wells were also visited, while Beltane dew was thought to bring beauty & maintain youthfulness.

• The aos sí (often referred to as spirits or fairies) were thought to be especially active at Beltane. Like Samhain, which lies directly opposite from Beltane on the Wheel of the Year, this was seen as a time when the veil between worlds was at its thinnest. At Samhain the veil between the worlds of the living & the dead is thin enough that we can connect & convene with our beloved dead, here at Beltane it’s the veil between the human world, and the world of faeries & nature spirits that has grown thin. Offerings would be left at the ancient faerie forts, the wells and in other sacred places in an effort to appease these nature spirits to ensure a successful growing season.

Some believe this is when The Goddess is now the Mother & the God is seen as the Green Man or the wild stag. It celebrates the symbolic union, mating or marriage of the Goddess & God & heralds in the coming summer months. It represents life rather than Samhain on the opposite side of the Wheel of the Year.

Other Celebrations:

• Rosealia- May 23rd

Rosalia or Rosaria was a festival of roses celebrated on various dates, primarily in May, but scattered through mid-July. The observance is sometimes called a rosatio ("rose-adornment") or the dies rosationis, "day of rose-adornment," & could be celebrated also with violets. As a commemoration of the dead, the rosatio developed from the custom of placing flowers at burial sites. It was among the extensive private religious practices by means of which the Romans cared for their dead, reflecting the value placed on tradition (mos maiorum, "the way of the ancestors"), family lineage & memorials ranging from simple inscriptions to grand public works. Several dates on the Roman calendar were set aside as public holidays or memorial days devoted to the dead.

Roses had funerary significance in Greece, but were particularly associated with death & entombment among the Romans. In Greece, roses appear on funerary steles  & in epitaphs most often of girls. Flowers were traditional symbols of rejuvenation, rebirth &memory, with the red & purple of roses & violets felt to evoke the color of blood as a form of propitiation

Sources:

Farmersalmanac .com

Llewellyn's Complete Book of Correspondences by Sandra Kines

Wikipedia

A Witch's Book of Correspondences by Viktorija Briggs

Encyclopedia britannica

Llewellyn 2024 magical almanac Practical magic for everyday living

[champion-of-love]

watching mcu's agatha all along and i LOVE the idea of the magical girlies in ever after high forming a witchy coven of their own (mattel please steal this idea and launch a spooky eah doll line for halloween and revive the franchise ok thanks)

for the 5 magical girls needed for the coven: raven as the coven leader, ginger as the potions witch, farrah as the protection witch, faybelle as the green witch and cupid as the divination witch

raven as the coven leader is obvious as she's probably the most powerful of the five (as much as faybelle hates to admit it.) she'll hesitate to become the leader but step up when the time needs it.

ginger as the potions witch. recipes are just more complicated potions and ginger is a master at them. standard potions taste gross and awful but all of ginger's potions are as sweet as she is.

farrah as the protection witch because what is the godmother's role but to protect her godchild? her spells have a time limit but that doesn't ever stop her from trying to protect her coven sisters as best as she can

faybelle as the green witch because fairies like her are deeply connected to the forest and woods. her power represents how nature can nourish as well as it can corrupt and consume.

cupid as the divination witch. her divination specializes in love as she can tell where amd with who people's hearts truly lie. knowing when people tend to lie or hide their true emotion. the world of ever after was written in a storybook her father gave to her and she read their stories before coming to ever after and has knowledge that others might not know.

headcanons if this was a special!!! (like true hearts day or thronecoming)

some magical mystery is afoot at ever after and these 5 have to team up together to solve it

there's a mysterious curse and they're the only ones unaffected in the school due to their own magic protecting them

baba yaga (still affected by the curse but not as harsh) gathers the girls in her hut and explains to them their mission to save their friends

before she sets them on their journey, she outfits them with her own magical artifacts that she's collected throughout her life and casts her own enchantment spell on them to protect them

then bam! magical girl transformation into their new spooky but fableous outfits (i need like enchantix music playing in the background too)

i'm thinking witchy hats, their pets becoming their familiars, magical staffs and wands, a few flying brooms and some fantastic capes and cloaks

have no idea what the rest of the plot is but, in my head, the hex girls are on the soundtrack

[circeyoru]

Hazbin Hotel Masterlist

This is a Masterlist entirely for Hazbin Hotel, as you can tell from the title. Since I'm branching off from the Hazbin Hotel fandom to other ones.

Alastor, The Radio Demon — Hazbin Hotel

{The Spirit's Favourite Human} _ Completed

[Human!Alastor x Spirit of the Forest!Reader] Part 1 — Part 2 — Random Moment — Meet the Demon (Ask)

Spin-off Series — You and Cursed Cat Alastor (ask)

{Angelic Doctor} _ Completed

[Human!Alastor x Disguised Angel!Reader] Part 1 — Part 2 — Random Moment — Meet the Demon (Ask)

{Demonic Companion} _ Completed

[Alastor x Human!Reader] Part 1 — Part 2 — Random Moment

Spin-off Series — Something's wrong with your lover + Angst moments over love = Requested — What if the lover is a killer? = Requested — Reader's demon design + What if LK arrives in Hell = Semi-Requested

{Contracted Love} _ Completed

[Alastor x Crush of Contractor!Reader] Story — Random Moment

{Their Twist In Time} _ Completed

[Time-travelled Human!Alastor x Time User!Reader] Part 1 — Part 2 — Random Moment

{Darkest Confession} = Requested _ Completed

[Human!Alastor x Serial Killer Enthusiast!Reader] Ask — Part 1 — Part 2

{Following The Script}

[Human & Demon!Alastor x Isekai!Reader] Somewhat ask (clarification) — Story

{Cuddles of Another Kind} = Requested (headcanons) _ Completed

[Lucifer x Reader x Alastor] Ask — Story

{Chime of Madness} = Requested _ Completed

[Human!Alastor x Mimzy's Performer!Reader] Ask — Story

{Gift} = Requested _ Completed

[Alastor x Cupid!Reader] Ask — Story

{The Boy & The Witch} = Requested

[Human!Alastor x Witch!Reader] Ask — Part 1 — Part 2

{His Killer} = Requested _ Completed

[Alastor x Male Hunter!Reader] No romance or platonic element Ask — Story

{The Raven's Deer} _ Completed

[Alastor x Zestial’s Little Sibling!Reader] Part 1 — Part 2 = Requested — Bonus headcanon

{Sleeping Romance} = Requested _ Completed

[Alastor x Tired Sleepy!Reader] Ask — Story

{The Black Leash} = Requested _ Completed

[Alastor x High-ranked Hellborn Contractor!Reader] Ask — Story

{The Cat On His Shoulders} = Requested _ Completed

[Alastor x Demonic Cat!Reader] Ask — Story

{Unwanted Soul} = Requested _ Completed

[Yandere!Alastor x Owner of his Soul!Reader] All links have been moved to its new - {US} Masterlist -

{Gone Too Young} = Collab

[Yandere!Human & Demon!Alastor x Male BFF!Reader] - Platonic Part 1 — Part 2 — Part 3 — Part 4 — (more parts coming)

{Game of Guessing} = Requested _ Completed

[Alastor x Great Grandchild!Reader] - Platonic Ask — Story

{Nightmare Catcher} = Requested (headcanons) _ Completed

[Alastor | Vox | Lucifer x Nightmare!Reader] _ separated Ask — Story

{You Think It’s That Easy?} = Requested _ Completed

[Yandere Human!Alastor x Arranged Marriage!Reader] Ask (1) — Ask (2) — Part 1 — Part 2

{Collection of Overlords} = Requested

[Alastor x Soul Owner of All Overlords!Reader] Ask — This Series' Private Masterlist

{Entertainment & Attachment} = Requested _ Completed

[Poltergeist!Alastor x Medium!Reader] Ask — Story

{Cannot Compute} _ Completed

[Alastor x Robotic Demon!Reader] Part 1 — Part 2 — Part 3

Lucifer Morningstar, The King of Hell — Hazbin Hotel

{Cuddles of Another Kind} = Requested (headcanons)

[Lucifer x Reader x Alastor] Ask — Story

{Nightmare Catcher} = Requested (headcanons)

[Alastor | Vox | Lucifer x Nightmare!Reader] _ separated Ask — Story

Vox, The TV Demon — Hazbin Hotel

{Nightmare Catcher} = Requested (headcanons)

[Alastor | Vox | Lucifer x Nightmare!Reader] _ separated Ask — Story

Hazbin Hotel

{Surprise, Surprise, I’m Here to Watch} = Requested

[Hazbin Hotel x 3 Powers Granted!Reader] Ask — Story

[noemilivv]

Hazbin Hotel Masterlist

Charlie — crushing stages + relationship

petnames for s/o reader

Charlie x Short!Fallen Angel!Reader

Vaggie — crushing stages + relationship

Platonic!Vaggie + Blind!Fighter!Fallen!Angel Reader

petnames for s/o reader

Vaggie x Fem!Overlord!Reader

Comforting Reader After a Long Day HCs

Angel Dust — crushing stages + relationship

Angel Dust x Blind!Fighter!Fallen!Angel!Reader

petnames for s/o reader

Reader Finds Him Crying + Comfort

Angel x Artist!Reader who paints him

“Meant to Be Yours” Huskerdust x Performer!Reader

Radiodust x Disabled!Reader

Husk x Stage!Manager!Reader x Angel HCs

Alastor — crushing stages + relationship

Alastor x Overlord!Reader w/ Voodoo Magic

proposal + wedding hcs

kid w/ their powers hc

petnames for s/o reader

Platonic!Alastor + Teen!Male!Reader

Reader Finds Him Crying + Comfort

Radioapple Headcanons

Radiodust x Disabled!Reader

Partner Being Hit On HCs

Alastor x Witch!Reader HCs

Reader gets shampoo in their eye HCs

Alastor + Pirate!Reader (Platonic HCs)

Alastor x Tall!Reader HCs

Sir Pentious — crushing stages + relationship

petnames for s/o reader

Husker — crushing stages + relationship

“Bad Little Angel” Pt. 1 — Pt.2

“Gender Blind”

Husk x Past!Lover!Reader

Husk x Overlord!Reader w/ Voodoo Magic

Husk x Co-Worker!Reader (Headcanons)

Husk x Amnesiac!Reader

Husk x Blind!Fighter!Fallen!Angel!Reader

proposal + wedding hcs

kid w/ their powers hc

Husk w/ Cat Nip

“I’m not too good at this…” - Husk x Fem!Reader

petnames for s/o reader

“Meant to Be Yours” Huskerdust x Reader

Husk + Book Worm!Reader (Platonic)

Partner Being Hit On HCs

Husk x Stage!Manager!Reader x Angel HCs

“More Than Anything”

“King of Hearts”

Reader gets shampoo in their eye HCs

Husk x Mute!Reader HCs

Niffty — crushing stages + relationship

Lucifer — crushing stages + relationship

luci x artist!butterfly demon!reader hcs

proposal + wedding hcs

kid w/ their powers hcs

Lucifer Morningstar x Gyaru!Reader (Headcanons)

Lucifer defending reader who talks a lot /r

frankenstein s/o hcs

petnames for s/o

Reader Finds Him Crying + Comfort

Radioapple Headcanons

Partner Being Hit On HCs

“Mr. Took-Yo-Sis!” Lucifer x Adam’s Sister!Reader

Lucifer x Insecure!Jealous!Reader HCs

Lucifer x History Enjoyer!Reader HCs

Reader gets shampoo in their eye HC

Adam — crushing stages + relationship

proposal + wedding hcs

kid w/ their powers hcs

Adam defending reader who talks a lot /r

frankenstein s/o hcs

petnames for s/o

Adam x Cupid!Reader

Bisexual!Adam x Male!Reader

Lute — crushing stages + relationship

Lute Relationship HCs (Rewritten)

Lute x Overlord!Reader

Lute x Anxious!Shy!Reader HCs

Lute meets GN!Demon!Reader at Court Hearing

Rosie — crushing stages + relationship

Velvette — crushing stages + relationship

petnames for s/o

Velvette x Short!Fallen Angel!Reader

Velvette x 2000s McBling Styled!Reader HCs

Vox — crushing stages + relationship

proposal + wedding hcs

kid w/ their powers hcs

Vox defending reader who talks a lot /r

Vox x Stunt!Imp!Reader

frankenstein s/o hcs

petnames for s/o

Reader Finds Him Crying + Comfort

Cherri Bomb — crushing stages + relationship

Cherri x Anxious!Shy!Reader HCs

[caramelloss]

PLEASE READ THROUGH THE DESCRIPTION OF POWER/DIVINE RESOURCES BEFORE VOTING // this will be my final poll before choosing reader's power/divine standing.. choose wisely please!

original poll

description of options ;

the goddess of love holds the power to influence, shape, destroy, and manipulate love. along with love, her power can influence attraction and sexual desire, because these are two important qualities of love. the goddess of love would be much like cupid, except not a baby in diapers with an arrow. she can seduce others to eachother, or to herself. her 'job' is to create lasting pairs that will satisfy those she pairs together.

IF YOU CHOOSE THE GODDESS OF LOVE, reader's divinity and backstory will be based on this. i mentioned in the first poll (you can view it by clicking the link above) that the story will begin with reader making some sort of deal with death/rio vidal. this is an integral part of the story, but it can change if you choose one of the other options (it will be in the description if it changes). if goddess of love is the chosen deity then reader will most likely be an ex lover of lilia.

the last blood witch is an original idea of mine to include. i have learned since offering the option that atla or avatar the last airbender has a similar idea for a bender, known as a "blood bender".

a blood witch will be able to manipulate the blood inside of another person's body. they are able to control someone's actions with this power, and cause extreme pain to them. as well as, blood witches are similar to vampires in a way. they themselves lack vital amounts of blood, so they have to drink the blood of another. depending on the person's divinity/ power, they may not have to drink again for long periods of time. the more powerful the blood, the stronger the blood witch becomes.

IF YOU CHOOSE THE LAST BLOOD WITCH, the story will begin with reader being brought a body by death to drink the blood of, because reader will be close to fatality due to her reluctance to kill. i mentioned in the first poll (you can view it by clicking the link above) that the story will begin with reader making some sort of deal with death/rio vidal, and this will be elaborated especially in the introduction. this is an integral part of the story, but it can change if you choose one of the other options (it will be in the description if it changes). if the last blood witch is the chosen deity then reader will not have any prior romantic connection to any of the witches, but will have a strong bond with death that will shape into a romance. (don't worry, reader will get a chance with each witch). also to note, this choice will affect the amount of fear/respect the coven will have for reader because she will be the LAST blood witch. blood witches are some of the most powerful beings, they can kill gods and other "immortal" deities. they were wiped out by a coven, all of them except for reader.

the primordial being of faces/shapeshifting has the power to change appearance, face, and perception of herself. the only tell that the person in front of you is the being of faces is by her eyes, which are white. reader will be able to change their body, face, attributes, and even power. there are no limits to this deity's ability. there is no current way for the being of faces to die, and she would have been "alive" or present since the beginning of time.

IF YOU CHOOSE THE PRIMORDIAL BEING OF FACES, you will NOT make a deal with death, nor meet rio or any other witches before. you will instead be a being part of a trial along the road. the story will begin with you in the trial. if the primordial being of faces is chosen; then reader will be more dark and morally ambiguous. YOU WILL STILL GET ROMANTIC ENDEAVORS WITH EACH CHARACTER. but also to say, rio will know of your existence, as well as will agatha, but you will just not have met them yet.

the personification of life will be able to kill. however, life cannot heal. once someone is dead, life cannot resurrect them. she is primordial and a form of green witch as well.

IF YOU CHOOSE THE PERSONIFICATION OF LIFE, you will begin the story dead, making a deal with rio/death. i mentioned in the first poll (you can view it by clicking the link above) that the story will begin with reader making this deal to live in exchange for being rio's adversary/competition, this will be elaborated especially in the introduction. the this is an integral part of the story, but it can change if you choose one of the other options (it will be in the description if it changes). eventually, rio will beg you not to kill nicholas, but you will have to. this ruins your bond, and rio spends a lot of time trying to undo the deal and kill you. agatha is also aware of you, and you've met her before. the witches hate you, but you will still be able to to form romantic connections. your bond will be strongest with rio and agatha to begin with, because of the past history between you. but this also means it will be harder for your relationship with both of them to hit its climax.

the scarlet witch or witch of chaos will be the most powerful witch/being in the universe. (following wanda's example). you will be able to warp reality, hop into different universes, control the minds of others, interact with their thoughts, and you will posses magic that operates and thrives off of chaos and havoc.

IF YOU CHOOSE THE SCARLET WITCH/ WITCH OF CHAOS, MAJOR THINGS IN THE STORY WILL CHANGE. to begin, you will NOT make a deal with rio. you will be mentored by AGATHA prior to the road. She will try to steal your magic after mentoring you and being in a romantic relationship with you, and you will be the one to confine her to her spell as the "nosey neighbor" as a result. your spell is broken by teen, who is NOT your son. you are still a little younger than these century old witches. when they summon another witch to the road (assuming rio is already there), you will appear, and you and agatha will most likely battle..? (not set in stone). WANDA PROBABLY WILL NOT BE IN THE STORY IF THIS IS THE OPTION CHOSEN. you will be feared and respected VERY VERY GREATLY by the rest of the witches, besides ofc agatha or maybe rio, and also, jennifer will not fear you. (that will be explored later). this is not my original idea, and it was not included in the original poll, but i liked the idea so much, and i wanted to give you the option to chose this. the credit for the idea goes out to the wonderful @lanfear-is-my-darkmistress

[alanaartdream]

Ok some more drawings and ideas I’ve got with nicktoons unite with fairy Timmy au

Totally see Danny having fun being the big brother to both fairy Timmy and toddler Poof/peri

He could totally help Wanda & Cosmo help teaching Timmy to learn to fly (( also I see that being as Danny’s sister and friends were great at keeping his ghost powers a secret during his teenage years he can trust them not to tell about Fairies or that missing Timmy is now a fairy; also if I recall Jazz Danny’s sister was studying to be a therapist so she could help Timmy with any trama his birth parents caused and being as she’s so good at that I could see other fairies going to her for that kinda help or advice on helping their god children probably my fairy oc felicity would end up talking to her about her past childhood trauma of before she became a fairy and was taken in by Jorgen’s nana boom boom ( probably really helps Jazz out with her studies)

Also see felicity wanting to visit Jazz a lot to try to find ways to make sure Timmy will hopefully be last of human children being turned into a fairy because it’s extremely dangerous because not all humans make it through the change (and it mostly only works when they’re young) (Jimmy overheard this while Danny was too busy flying with Timmy & poof/peri at the time; Timmy already knows the dangers they did let him know before the change so he’s very understanding of why fairies don’t change humans into fairies too often and only in extreme cases) (Jazz will talk to Danny about it later once they’re back in their universe so they talk to Sam and trucker about it to get ideas on helping fairy world set better rules on the subject) totally seeing Jimmy having a few nightmares of losing Timmy forever over news of how things could’ve gone wrong with change from human to fairy

Now as much as they’d like to share information with Carl and Sheen they haven’t yet proven that they can keep secrets yet (some events will happen 1st but then once they prove themselves to fairy council they get approved and after that I’ll bet the girls Cindy and Libby want to ask questions like was half fairytales about fairies true or was some things misunderstood;; Jimmy getting a little overprotective of Timmy/ and in some cases poof/peri being as he’s like Timmy’s little brother and will go anyway Timmy does of when Cindy / Libby is around trying to get them land on their hands in fairy form because most fairies are tiny and cute aannnd Timmy & peri/poof are fairy children witch makes them super tiny compared to adult fairy’s; can totally see the girls wanting to watch them fly around in tiny fairy forms much to Jimmy’s annoy

Also totally see Danny/ Jazz and fairy felicity being the first one to pick up on Jimmy developing stronger feelings for Timmy witch felicity lets slip to them just don’t let Cupid hear about that and them shocked Cupid exists in their universe and same thing about the tooth fairy or that tooth fairy engaged / married to Jorgen then because they asking so much has to let on about the other holiday spirits in fairy universe as well as about anti fairies and pixies

[rosanna-writer]

Karma Is My Boyfriend (1/?)

Summary: Elain Archeron saved countless lives by vanquishing Graysen Nolan, her literal demon of a fiancé. She's a hero, but it's just not fair that being a good witch destined to rid the world of evil has left her tragically, painfully single. Enter Lucien Vanserra, the best cupid in the business, who's been sent by the universe to balance the karmic scales and find Elain the perfect new partner…

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The new energy in Elain's shop was too sweet to be demonic. It set her teeth on edge—artificial strawberry, discount chocolate, cards fashioned out of glitter glue and construction paper. Nothing at all like the gentle, soothing aura created by the plants lining the aisles of Roots 'n Shoots. Elain felt it following her like a bad smell as she repotted new shipments, packaged online orders, and upsold premium fertilizer to customers who'd wandered in.

By lunchtime, she'd resolved to get rid of it.

Whatever magic was hanging around didn't seem to be a threat, but she hadn't survived three years of fighting evil by taking chances.

She had half a mind to call her sisters for backup; even though Elain was a powerful witch, her premonitions of the future weren't nearly as effective for self-defense as Nesta's telekinesis or Feyre's ability to cause explosions with her mind. But whatever was hanging around didn't seem malicious. Just…cloying.

Elain let her intuition guide her and followed the strange feeling to its source. She walked slowly down an aisle of tall, leafy ferns and kept her eyes peeled.

There—through the leaves, a flash of red. Every molecule in her body seemed drawn right to it, like a compass and a magnetic pole. She hurried towards it.

The flash of red turned out to be long auburn hair pulled into a messy bun. Elain couldn't help but notice the way it gleamed in the sun as she gently pushed a fern leaf to the side to get a better look at the culprit…

And found a mechanical eye staring back.

She squeaked in surprise and jumped backward. The leaf rustled gently as it fell back into place. On instinct, Elain reached deep into her well of power, the same way she did just before vanquishing a demon.

"Well, hello there," the man purred from the other side of the fern.

"Can I help you find something?" Elain said.

He smiled at her in a way that could only be described as radiant. He was gorgeous, and the jagged scar running down the side of his face only seemed to enhance his beauty. Before Graysen, Elain would already have been fluttering her lashes at him.

Now, she just glared in suspicion.

"I think I've found exactly what I'm looking for," he said, which did nothing to set her at ease, even though his expression had gone heartbreakingly soft.

Before Elain could demand answers, he winnowed over to the aisle where she was standing. A risky move—he was lucky there were no mortal customers while the store was closed for her lunch hour.

"Not a single butterfly in that stomach of yours. This is going to be a tough case," he said thoughtfully. He cocked his head, staring at Elain like she was a particularly difficult puzzle he was trying to solve.

"I beg your pardon?" Elain said tightly.

He began circling her like a predator, mechanical eye clicking and whirring. Elain huffed in frustration as her hands settled on her hips. Her strange visitor might not have been a demon, but she didn't have time for anything supernatural with so many orders to fill by the afternoon.

"The meet-cute I engineered just now was some of my best work, but it didn't get your heart fluttering at all. That ex-fiancé left you with quite the wound, didn't he?"

For the last year, Elain walked around with a ragged hole in her heart that refused to close, and to add insult to injury, the entire magical world knew everything about her literal ex from hell. "If you're here to discuss Graysen Nolan, get out of my shop," she said with all the venom she could muster.

"I'm here for you, Elain."

"If you're not an innocent in need of protection, it has to wait."

"Put me to work while we talk, then. I can multitask," he said with an elegant shrug.

She hesitated. The smartest course of action still seemed to be ordering this stranger out of her store, but...she could use the help. And at least he wasn't evil.

Gods, had her standards really sunk that low?

"At least tell me your name." It was irritating that he already seemed to know hers.

He sketched a bow. "Lucien Vanserra, at your service."

"The only service I require at the moment is someone to water my pothos," Elain said with a meaningful nod towards a watering can and row of plants towards the back of the room.

To her surprise, Lucien began filling the watering can without a single complaint. For a moment, Elain watched, telling herself it was to make sure he was doing it correctly—and not at all because he was absurdly beautiful.

She forced herself to turn her attention back to organizing the cards with handwritten care instructions that Roots 'n Shoots included with every houseplant they sold. She could have saved herself time and printed them, but the personal touch was exactly the sort of thing that kept customers coming back to her instead of the big box garden supply store down the road. As she worked, they lapsed into a silence that was almost companionable.

But just as Elain started to relax, Lucien went and opened his mouth again."I thought there might have been an error when the file they gave me said you hadn't had any new partners since Graysen, but now I can see why."

She stilled. "What file?"

"The file that every cupid gets when they're assigned a new charge."

A cupid. Well, that certainly explained why his aura didn't feel demonic, just sickly sweet. Elain had never crossed paths with a cupid before, and she'd been under the impression they were supposed to be a bit more…cute .

"I'm one of your charges?" Technically, Elain was already someone's charge—even after Cassian had broken the rules and married Nesta, he'd remained the guardian angel assigned to protect the Archeron sisters after they'd learned they were witches tasked with ridding the world of evil.

"My only charge, actually. The elders insisted I focus on you and only you, Elain."

"And to what do I owe that honor?"

"You saved the world, and what goes around comes around, sweetie. Offing your demonic fiancé earned you the best and brightest cupid's help with finding a doting new partner."

Lucien said it as if she were supposed to fall over herself in gratitude. But she had half a mind to slap him for the audacity to think he could just waltz into her place of business and treat her like a charity case he'd magnanimously offered to take on.

"A partner is the last thing I need." Elain and her sisters had spent the last several nights rounding up a rogue band of crossroads demons that had been plaguing Velaris's intersections. Casting the vanquishing spells on each street had taken hours, leaving her with precious little time to eat, sleep, and run her store.

It had been the same with the succubi last week, the rabid werewolves the week before, and the banshees they'd spent a whole month rooting out. These days, going on a date was unthinkable.

Lucien rolled his eyes. "You're certainly not going to attract one with that attitude."

That, Elain decided, would be the end of the conversation. She was an Archeron, one of the three most powerful witches ever to walk the earth—not someone who'd allow herself to be condescended to.

All it took was one half-hearted wave of her hand, as if she were brushing away a fly, to activate the wards she'd placed around the shop. Twin vines of pure magic grew from the ceiling, hoisted Lucien up by the armpits, yanked him across the room, and dropped him unceremoniously onto the sidewalk outside. The spell wouldn't let him back in until she changed her mind.

Hopefully, that would be the last she'd hear from Lucien Vanserra.

***

As soon as she got home, Elain marched straight up the stairs of the Archeron manor. She and her sisters had inherited the house—along with their powers and mandate to protect the innocent—three years prior, and the Book of Shadows that never left the attic had guided them through all of it. Instructions for spell casting, potion recipes, taxonomies of every magical creature they might possibly come across…the Book contained it all.

The worn leather bindings creaked as Elain opened it and began searching for the entry on cupids. There wasn't an index; the ancient book was a work in progress by generations of Archeron witches, which meant it was a disorganized mess on a good day. Sometimes, wind would gust from nowhere and just so happen to flip the book to the correct page, but today, she had no such luck.

Hello, Elain.

She jumped, nearly dropping the Book. In her rush to find the entry on cupids, she hadn't noticed the bat hanging upside down from a rafter.

Rhysand—her other, non-angelic brother-in-law. He was a bat shifter that roosted in the attic while the manor had been empty, and though Nesta had been fully prepared to call animal control the night they'd discovered him, Elain had felt horrible throwing him out of his home. But since their family had lost their fortune, the manor was badly in need of expensive repairs, so Feyre struck a bargain: Rhys could stay as long as he paid rent and kept quiet.

He'd married the youngest Archeron sister within a year.

"I'm sorry if I woke you," Elain said aloud. Even after years of wielding magic of her own, she'd never gotten used to Rhys's way of speaking mind-to-mind, a power that allowed him to communicate even when he wasn't in a form with proper vocal cords.

He shifted, wings and fur disappearing as he turned back into a man. The claws stayed in place so Rhys could remain inverted—he claimed it did wonders for his back pain.

"You didn't," he said, "and if there's something urgent, I can call Feyre for you."

"It's nothing demonic. At least, I don't think. Do you know anything about cupids?"

Rhys cocked his head, violet eyes sparking with interest. "I've crossed paths with a few over the centuries. They're harmless."

"Are they all that arrogant?"

"Not in my experience."

Elain bit back a frustrated sigh and turned the Book's pages a little more forcefully than necessary. It was bad enough that the Powers That Be had decided that after Graysen, she was so tragically, painfully single that it required divine intervention, but they'd gone the extra mile and sent their biggest asshole of a cupid to "fix" her, too.

"Hopefully there's still a spell I can cast to keep him away."

"Did someone bother you?" Rhys's voice went cold, and suddenly he sounded less like the brother-in-law she badgered about remembering to recycle and more like the terrifying Lord of Nightmares he also was. Elain smiled; it was sweet, in a way—Rhys was fiercely protective of the people he loved.

"Yes, but not like that. Don't go crushing minds on my account."

"What happened?"

"A cupid named Lucien came to my shop today and said he'd been sent to help me find a new partner."

"And I assume you didn't take him up on the offer?"

Elain shook her head. She'd finally found the entry on cupids, which was barely a paragraph long: Benevolent. Responsible for connecting the worthy with their true love.

The worthy. Elain certainly didn't feel worthy, not after her love for Graysen had deluded her into thinking a demon could change. In the end, she'd done the right thing and vanquished him, but…making that choice had nearly torn her apart. She'd come so close to letting him live.

It had been nearly a year, and the sight of Graysen pleading for his life still haunted in her dreams.

"If you hated him that much, I'm sure the cupid elders could always send you another," Rhys said with a wry smile.

"I don't need a cupid. Business is booming at Roots 'n Shoots, and I have my hands full with protecting innocents and corralling you, Feyre, Cassian, and Nesta. That's more than enough for me."

"Being busy is all the more reason to accept expert help."

Elain closed the Book of Shadows and glowered at her meddling bastard of a brother-in-law. Rhys smirked back.

She started to go, but a pair of massive, membranous wings erupted from Rhys's back, allowing him to release his talons from the rafter, glide upwards, then land on his feet in one smooth movement. Elain crossed her arms, waiting for him to get out of her way once he'd shifted completely back into his human form.

Despite the irritation that was probably rippling off her in waves, Rhys's expression softened. "More than anyone else I know, you deserve to be happy, Elain. Even if you don't feel like you do."

A lump formed in Elain's throat. That meant a lot, coming from Rhys, who was always staring at Feyre like he couldn't believe his luck. "Love you," she said.

"Love you, too."

Despite all that love, he still didn't move, continuing to block her path to the attic's only exit. "I'm sensing a 'but,' though," Elain said.

"I should warn you that if you don't give things with that cupid a shot, Feyre might try matchmaking you herself. And if Feyre does, then so will Nesta…" He trailed off, letting the implications of her sisters teaming up hang in the air.

"Blackmail is immoral." She felt obligated to point it out, though pesky little things like ethics rarely stopped Rhys.

"Immoral and effective," he said, flashing her one last grin before disappearing into the shadows with a gentle gust of night-kissed wind.

[foulwitchknight]

Steve is a love witch who never can find love himself. Eddie is a chaos witch whose spells never get as disorderly as he wants them too. They fall in love, incorporate each others brand of magic into their own practice and become very powerful together. They end up moving out of Hawkins and starting their own spiritual shop called Chaotic Cupid. People come far and wide for their spell workings and are constantly saying what a beautiful couple they make.

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Love You Too - Brian Zvonecek x Reader (NSFW)

Rated M for SMUT

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It was after closing time at Molly’s and you’re getting fucked over the bar by Brian. Your jeans were down by your ankles, your legs kicked apart as his palm skates up along your spine, coming to rest on the nape of your neck. His fingers clutch your shoulder using it for leverage as he pistons into you, his cock dragging over that sweet spot over and over again.

He's already made you cum once, it drips down your inner thighs around his dick, coating him even more with every thrust. He’s rough and relentless, making you feel ever single inch of him as he drives into you chasing those deviant little noises that leave your mouth.

“No one has ever fucked you this good right sunshine?” he bites out through ragged pants. “Just me.”

You knew where this had stemmed from. Your ex had walked into the bar and made a song and dance about how good you looked, he’d paid a little bit too much attention to you, his touches too familiar. Brian let you deal it; he wasn’t usually the jealous type but there was something about his guy that rankled him. You thought it was the audacity of the man, the expectation on his behalf that you would fall back into bed with him so quickly.

You loved this side of him, the domineering need. He was usually gentle in your love making, edging and overstimulating you until you begged, but this was fucking, this was power and raw emotion, and you loved every minute of it.

“Jesus Brian, the things you do to me.” You murmured as that raw heat surged through your veins, pooling between your legs. “You’ve ruined me for any other man, you’re the only one who can fuck me like this, who can give me what I need.”

The sound that left his mouth was ferocious and raw, tearing from him like a god damn filthy sonnet.

“I fucking love you, you know that?” he told you, grasping your hair and pulling you up so you were flush against his body, his fingers driving between your legs and caressing your clit.

Your head tilted back into the crook of his shoulder as your skin tingled and the intensity built up. He knew how to get you there, what he was doing to you with those words. When his teeth grazed the curve of your shoulder you were done for.

The orgasm was powerful and all consuming, an inferno raging up inside of you and setting every since one of your nerve endings ablaze.

You were loud, louder than you’ve ever been and it sent Brian over the edge, spurting into you with eager thrusts. His forehead came to rest on the curve of your shoulder, his lips gently caressing the mark he had left on your skin. You reached back your hand running through his unruly curls.

“I love you too Brian.”

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[justjams2003]

The Desire to be Loved: 2

Summary: Love is Desire's first creation. As Cupid she shoots her arrows of love and rips them from people's hearts too. Occasionally, shooting a soulmate arrow. What does she do when her first Soulmate arrow in 100 years is between Cupid and Dream?

Pairing: Dream of the Endless x OFC Love/Cupid/Venus (you know how these beings have millions of names) (Also technically it could be an x reader because love is sort of anthropomorphic but in this story a she)

Warnings: Manipulation, threats, crying, cliffhanger, unedited, kind of like enemies to lovers, soulmate au, cursing, tell me if I miss any

Word count: 1,8k+

Dividers by: @hyelita

Tags: intothesoul

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What a cruel but beautiful creature. To look at me with such entrancing brown eyes that makes something warm flutter in my gut but leave me here. Her aura is that of a setting sun, but her hair is like that of the sun itself. A dear shocked by the presence of a different creature in her woods. Or perhaps shock that I could see her?  

But with the beauty she carries is also something vicious. Another immortal creature who seems to have some recognition behind those doe eyes. And yet knowing who I am and what importance I hold for the mortal world she leaves me here. Without a single second thought she disappeared into a different realm.  

I do not know who she is. Or rather what it is. The human’s son who captured me could not see her. He looked at me with utter confusion, but that is saying so little since they always look at me with fear of the unknown. As they should.  

Clearly something supernatural, but not something powerful enough for me to have known of them before. But in my 50 more years of confinement in this my glass prison I couldn’t help but keep myself busy with the thought of her.  

One of these days, almost on cue, that perfect pink aura suddenly appears in front of the glass bulb. She looks dishevelled. Her braid is messy, several front pieces have fallen out and covers her face. Where last time she wore shoes that made her quite a bit taller than the human Alex. Now, just a few inches.  

But more than that there’s blood all over her hands. Her eyes look glassy with tears but are wide with fear and shock. She’s down on her knees on front of this cage. A shudder pours through her body. Air doesn’t seem to making it into her lungs. Does she have to breathe or is the shock shaking her soul?  

She looks up at me and this seems to make it worse. The dam breaks and tears roll off her cheek. Her chest heaves as she tries to breathe. “I-I-” She mutters trying to comprehend and it seems as if she knows even less than I do now. “I don’t know what I did.” Her voice is just barely above a whisper.  

“He-he said I had to.” She mutters over and over, who is this he? What did she have to do? I wish this damn barrier wasn’t here so that I could see what is this situation. “And-and- I was so mad at him for making me-” another bout of tears overcomes her.  

She then stops and looks at her hands again. “Look at what I’ve done.” I can see how her mind is starting to break.  

That can’t be good. She must play some role in this the human world. Even if only slightly important, it could very well be the beginning or end of this earth. Should I care? Of course I should care. I was made by the first humans subconscious to help the humans. I can’t let all that effort go to waist now...  

But how could I help now? Stripped from all power, locked up and unable to be heard in this glass bubble of mine. I do all that I can think of. My hand slowly slides over the glass to where she sits kneeling in front of me.  

My movement catches her eye almost instantly. Her head snaps up, her ragged breathing stops. Her eyes seem to twinkle like gold dug up from deep in the core of the earth. Time seems to stop and I just can’t seem to understand what is going on. Is she a siren or witch of some sort? Putting a spell on me?  

Her hand, smaller than mine, reaches up and touches the glass where mine is. The blood smears against the glass into a red aura around her hand. The glass makes her fuzzy. Like a halo of red surrounding her as if she’s one of the angles.  

“What the fuck?!” One of the guards exclaim, interrupting this stopped moment in time. This moment, a red haze of ardency. From the human’s point of view, Dream of the Endless somehow just spawned a bloody handprint on the outside of his glass cage.  

The guard stands up from his seat, pistol in hand. “What the fuck did you just do? How the fuck did you just do that?” He says, his pistol raised at the cage. To the humans this seems entirely impossible. Some sort of witchcraft that they fear with their soul.  

The creature who has taken all wisdom from me’s head snaps in a neck-aching turn. Her breathing becomes rapid again after just having calmed her down. She sees the way he approaches my cage and then she turns to me again. “I have to go again. I don’t want him to find out about this this time.”  

With that, she’s gone again.  

For the next 14600 days I could not be there when sun would set and the dreamers were supposed to enter my realm. My dreamers would instead be either stuck awake forever or asleep forever. 40 years of restless, dreamless sleep all because of the Burgess’s. 

I had seen with my own eyes how Alex killed his father by accident or not after a fight about my confinement. He had begged just as his father had. Not for the same thing, but in the same breath for fear of Death. My sister shouldn’t be feared but perhaps he worries about how I might inact my revenge.  

He grows old now, I’m sure, but he has not come to beg again. Humans become frail with age. All entertainment I have is my mind and my plots. Vengeance swirls around in my mind. That and guilt. Guilt of Lucien having to run the Dreaming in my absence. And all of those Dreamers doomed.  

My days and nights are one. I only know the difference from the change of guards. I can’t help but watch their lazy lives. Having to sit and watch me all day. They chit chat of their lives all while the years pass by in front of me. No interruption. No difference.  

And then, there she is again. One second an empty space covered in sand and the next, a dishevelled creature. No heels this time. A pair of these “sweatpants” as I’ve heard the mortals call it. Her hair is no longer in a braid. Golden silk in long mixed wavy and straight hangs on the floor.  

Her eyes are red and look dry and irritated. She appeared standing, but not for long. Her legs seem to give in on her. She sits down on the floor. She pulls her legs up to her chest and just hides her head. I move closer to the edge of my cage. I can see it puts the guards on edge.  

She slowly lifts her head again and rest her chin on her knees. Then suddenly a quiver, assumingly her quiver, appears strapped to her back. She pulls out a single arrow, the only arrow in this quiver. It has a red heart at the very tip. She seems to be inspecting it carefully.  

The creature seems to give a dry scoff. “This is the only soulmate arrow I’ve received in over 100 years.” She twirls it in her fingers and then suddenly it all begins to make sense. A soulmate arrow? And she has them ready to shoot? The humans have so many names for her. Cupid, Venus, Aphrodite, Freya. But I do remember Desire naming her Love.  

Her head falls back on her knees. “I feel so tired...” Her eyes seem to droop. The pink aura she had before is completely gone. The golden sparkle in her eyes is dead. She closes her eyes for a second and lets out a heavy hearted sigh. All soul seems to have left her.  

Then her eyes open again. Again her dead eyes drag over the arrow. “I fear the day I found you here because it has only caused my demise. If I didn't let my own mind wander into the realms of desire and curiosity I would not be weak as I am now. He calls himself Desire but he and his twin are one in the same because now Despair is all I know.” The words begin spilling out of her from a speed unparalled.  

“Something above him, maybe even you, is punishing me for doing as I am told and I cannot take it any longer. All I've done this last century is rip the love from people's hearts. I fear I might have lost the ability to knock an arrow in my bow because I can't even remember how to grant love. Only how to take it.” 

“My soul is kind, I promise.” Her eyes look up at me, her brows pulling together in the middle as if she’s pleading for me to believe her. “If I was not kind I would not be in the state I am in, right?” Again she begs. What for I’m not sure? I do not know of any sins. Could Love ever even be able of causing harm? Is she able of concocting the concept of harming others?  

“There's no love left on this earth. Only this shell Desire has made me and therefore I don't want to live with myself anymore. Him unmaking me would be easier to stand than the hurt I have caused.” It looks painful when she starts to stand up.  

The way she walks, it looks almost deliberate when the salt under her shoes breaks the several circles surrounding my cage. It’s confirmed when she looks back at the now broken salt circles and looks satisfied by this. Then her eyes look back at me.  

The world looks so heavy on her shoulders. Like her head weighs too much for her neck. Her hand comes up on my glass confinement. She steadies herself and then she tells me what sounds like final words: “I will not beg for your forgiveness for not freeing you sooner.”

Her eyes land once more on the arrow glowing in her hand. She takes a big gulp, then she seems to make time stop again. “If you must kill me, I will beg you do it before Desire punishes me.” With what seems like her last bit of energy, life force, she raises her arrow and stabs the glass.  

A large crack breaks through this glass bubble. But she stops before she can repeat the action. Her eyes raise as if she’s listening to something from above. “It seems he was watching me.” Her dried body takes a step back but I catch her before she leaves me once more.  

“Thank you, Cupid. I will find you.”  

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[sanjoongie]

Duchess of Death!

☠Pairing: Butler! Jung Yunho x Duchess! Reader (f) x Cook! Jung Wooyoung

☠Au: the Duke of death and his maid anime, anime au, noble au

☠Trope: mutual pining, noble/servant

☠Genre: angst, smut

☠️Word Count: 2,136

☠Rating: 18+, MDNI

☠Warnings: the entire sexy body of Jeong Yunho described in various compromising ways, mxm, handjob, mutual masturbation, verbal instruction

☠Summary: cursed as a child to kill anything you touch, you're banished to your family's estate in the country with only your faithful Butler Yunho by your side. He knows of your curse yet does everything in his power to push your limits--just to see your reaction.

☠A/N: To the Ying to my Yang. may we never see eye to eye and always laugh despite of it 🤣🤣 you’re always there to match my level and i never feel more myself than i am with you. We may fight, and sometimes it’s nasty, but I'd like to think that sisters fight the way we do, so that always eases my heart. Please never change, you’re my world, my sun, happy birthday @mejuii

“Yunho!” You call for your butler at the piano. “My oral fixation is acting up again! Fetch me something to suck on.”

“As you wish, Your Grace.” Yunho bows his head and reaches for his pants.

You watch in horror as he unbuttons them and places both hands by his hips, about to pull down his pants, implying--

“YUNHO!” You screech, covering your eyes with your gloved hands. “Why are you like this?!”

Yunho began to button his pants back up. “Why, because your reactions are so cute, Your Grace,” Yunho chuckled.

“I'll cute you,” You say, a grumble and a warning in your tone, “without the e.”

“Oh no!” Yunho covers his mouth in a mock gasp of horror. “Not my hair, Your Grace, you swore you'd never let me cut it. Or do you mean to say you wonder if I'm cut or not? Do you think that changes the texture on your tongue?”

Your face heats up, embarrassment thrumming through your veins. “No, I did not mean that! Stop with your sexual innuendos.”

Yunho smiles, lips only pulled up at the corners in the slightest, his perfect cupid’s bow  the epitome of temptation. And you will never be able to feel them against yours because of your damn curse.

When you were but a child, a witch had casted a curse on you; anything you touched would die. So you had been banished to this mansion, far from your family, with only your butler as company. It had been hard at first, to be away from your younger brother and sister but soon Yunho was the only family you needed. He eased the ache in your soul. 

“Your Grace, should I prepare the afternoon tea?” Yunho wonders. “Surely you should start utilizing the new chef we hired.”

You perk up at the mention of the new cook but wilt upon realizing you couldn't even thank him properly for the meals he prepared. “No, Yunho, I’ll have my sucker for now.”

“As you will, Your Grace.” Yunho bent at the waist to bow and went to fetch the sweet concoction that would do nothing for your hunger pains.

Wooyoung, unbeknownst to you, is waiting outside the doors in anticipation. When Yunho leaves the sun room and closes the door softly, he shakes his head and Wooyoung’s shoulders fall. All they want is to serve you and you continue to keep them at arm's length--physically as well as emotionally. 

Still, you cannot deny that Yunho has your heart utterly in his grasp. Whether he’s aiding you in moving the plants around to capture the sun best, or he’s tucking a blanket around you when you fall asleep in front of the fireplace, too stubborn to move to your bedroom, he’s your constant. He never leaves your side and you have come to prefer it this way. But it is still torture to know that you will never be able to touch, to kiss, to hug the one you love the most. 

Then one day, a small reprieve is given to you. You had been walking the halls of your mansion, specifically making your way to the wing that held the wonderful pieces of art your family had accumulated over the centuries. They didn’t hold any value or interest to you per say, but it gave you a purpose on this day. 

You scrunch your nose in confusion, tilting your head to follow the complex lines of one particular painting. Your confusion only increases as Yunho pushes into your personal space. In fear, you back up against the wall, palms pressed to the wall. Yunho slams a hand on the wall beside your head and his lip twists into a smirk. 

“If I had known you wished to gaze at something beautiful, I would have volunteered myself, Your Grace.” Yunho speaks in a lilting, low voice and you feel as if you’re being hypnotized by your butler. 

“Yunho!” You squeak, eyes avoiding his own.

Yunho takes the moment to eye you from bottom to top. If you had bothered to meet his gaze, you would have seen the hunger emanating from them. “What I would give to be able to pleasure you with my own hands…Your Grace.” The formality seemed to be added only because of habit. 

You bit down on your lip, the feeling mutual. You breathed quickly, inhaling his dark scent that belonged only to Yunho. “Me too,” you whispered as if you couldn't bear to say it louder. 

You hear pitter-pattering of feet, the screech of the sole of shoes along marble, and finally Wooyoung turns the corner. He braces himself against his thighs as he catches his breath. “....you bastard… Jeong Yunho…starting…without me!”

This causes you to meet Yunho’s eyes finally. His eyes mirror your own, wide and worried. “What is the meaning of this?” You demand.

Yunho backs off, but only slightly. “We should retire to your bed chambers first, Your Grace.” He uses his hand to point the way, bowing to a small degree and waiting for your feet to move. 

You sent a look to Wooyoung, attempting to read his face, but it’s cheerfully blank now. He sends you a winning smile, however, but it only causes you to grumble. The only way you’re finding out what’s going on is by following Yunho’s lead. You’ve been down this road before.

Once in your room, Wooyoung bounced on the balls of his feet while Yunho stood still. “Your Grace, we have figured out a work-around to you not being able to touch me.”

Your eyes flew open in excitement. “You figured out how to break the curse!”

Yunho winces. “Not exactly, Your Grace.”

Wooyoung whistles, seemingly innocent. “We figured out the next best thing!”

“Oh?” You raise an eyebrow at Yunho. 

Wooyoung caught his tongue between his teeth naughtily. “You tell me what to do to Yunho. I’ll be like an extension of your hands.”

Your jaw drops. “What?”

Yunho moves into your bubble, practically cutting off your view of Wooyoung. “I can tell you what I’d want to do to you. You would move your hands to my command. If you willed it, Your Grace.”

“Yunho…"

“Please please please!” Wooyoung begs, poking his head around Yunho’s broad body.

You take a step back and wring your hands through your gloves. “I don’t know…”

Yunho places a hand on Wooyoung’s shoulder to halt his movements. “It’s fine Wooyoung. I told you she wouldn’t want to see me in a debauched state with your hands on me.”

Your face flames up and you slap your hands to it. The pure and unadulterated image of Wooyoung grasping Yunho’s cock in his hand and Yunho’s head cast backwards in ecstasy cannot be erased from your mind’s eye. 

“Wait…”

“Your Grace?” Yunho cocks his head, always waiting for your command. 

“You should show me. A demonstration is in order,” You order.

Wooyoung gleefully giggles and then he’s zooming to your bed. Yunho sends you one more unreadable look and then he is moving towards your bed as well. He sits against the headrest like he belongs there. Wooyoung raises his eyebrows. “Well?”

Oh, right, you had to instruct Wooyoung. “Ummm… unbutton Yunho’s shirt first.”

Wooyoung clucks his tongue at you. “Tell us how you’d do it, Your Grace.”

“I…I would lean in to take in Yunho’s smell and then unbutton his shirt. Slowly.” How were you going to do this and not end up a puddle on the floor?!

“Ooooh!” Wooyoung leans towards Yunho’s neck and takes a deep breath. “He does smell good.” Wooyoung’s deft fingers pluck at Yunho’s vest and shirt until it’s gaping open for your viewing pleasure. “What next, what next?” Wooyoung looks at you eagerly.

You find yourself climbing onto your bed, legs splaying under your body at the foot of it. Wooyoung unbuttons Yunho’s trousers next and pulls him out. Yunho is already hard and impressively long. 

“I’d torture him. I’d run my hand up and down his shaft for hours, to hear his pretty moans just for me,” You whisper and then you clamp your hands over your mouth.

Wooyoung’s smile couldn't have been more full of teasing. “Your Grace knows exactly what she wants.” Wooyoung wraps his hand around Yunho and strokes him slowly, achingly slow.

Yunho swallows loudly and lets out a devastating moan. It’s exactly like you imagined in your bed, late at night, when you would touch yourself after a hard day of teasing from Yunho. It was exactly what you wanted to hear. 

“Your…Grace…” Yunho attempts to pull himself out of the lust he’s feeling from Wooyoung’s hand. “Please imagine my hands skimming up your legs and playing with your most intimate parts. I want to see my fingers pushing in and out of your sweet hole.”

You press your lips together in nervousness. Could you really touch yourself in front of both Wooyoung and Yunho? Wooyoung jerks his chin, as if to say “get on with it!” and you scowl at him, sticking your tongue childishly at him. Still, you remove your gloves, a wary eye on how far the two men are from you.

You pull your petticoats up, spreading your legs, and let your fingers play along your thighs. They skim and tempt and then finally you reach your mound. You move your hands to your hips to pull down your undergarments but Yunho’s grunt stops you.

“Don’t,” he says hoarsely. “Keep them on.”

You push them to the side instead, wetting your finger along your folds, before pushing one into you. “Wha-what next?”

Wooyoung is biting his lip, tempted by both the pleasure he’s giving Yunho and the picture you’re giving him, fingers inside of yourself. Yunho’s chest is moving up and down quickly, like he can’t catch his breath. “I would bring you to as many orgasms as I could give you,” He growls.

Wooyoung tsks at Yunho this time. “She needs direction, Yunho, not a prediction of your sex life.”

Yunho spares Wooyoung a harsh glare before focusing on you. His eyes follow your fingers and you swear he gains some energy and confidence from it. “I would make you feel every inch of my fingers inside of you.”

It’s your turn to gulp. “Fingers?” You squeak.

Wooyoung grins. “You heard the butler. Better put another finger inside of yourself, Your Grace.”

You groan as you stretch yourself with two fingers. It feels good to do as Yunho says and you get a little excited, pumping your fingers inside of you faster. “So good.”

“Your Grace,” Yunho moans, “Please, can you play with my head?”

“Oh Yunho,” You gasp.

Wooyoung, after a quick nod from you, rolls his palm along the head of Yunho’s cock, causing Yunho to jolt. His hands fist your expensive Italian silk sheets in response. “Your Grace, your hands feel lovely on me. I’m sure they’re soft and small but so good to me.”

“Yun-Yunnie,” You mewl in response. “Need you. Need you so badly.”

“Co-come with me, Your Grace. Let us climax together!” Yunho cries out.

You focus purely on coming from your butler. You thrust your fingers in and out of your sopping hole. You aggressively rub your clit as well, chasing that high that’s just out of the reach. Wooyoung’s fist quickly makes good work of Yunho and soon the two of you are coming together. Yunho’s gravelly groan makes your cunt clench around your fingers and you come with a long, drawn out whine. 

All three of you are panting in need but you are well aware that there is no step after this; this is as far as you can go. Until you break the curse, until you can touch Yunho without killing him, this is the most you can manage.

“We’re doing this again,” Wooyoung, of all people, declares. “I’m going to make us food. You two talk.” And with all the energy of a whirlwind, Wooyoung is gone with the quiet hush of a closed door.

You push your skirts down and Yunho tucks himself back into his pants. “Your Grace? Was that enjoyable for you? Please tell me it pleased you.”

You smiled through unshed tears. “It was wonderful, Yunho.”

“Your Grace.” Yunho’s voice is hoarse. He reaches out but lets his hand fall before he can touch you. “We will break this curse. I will marry you and we will be together in every way we’ve always dreamed.”

“I hope so Yunho, I truly do,” You sob.

The two of you sit there, embracing each other with your eyes only, for that’s all you can do. Until Yunho suggests that he touch himself again to get you to stop crying. That is when you choke out a laugh and throw a pillow at him. And all is well in the household of the duchess of death and her butler. 

[greenwitchcrafts]

February 2024 witch guide

Full moon: February 24th

New moon: February 9th

Sabbats: Imbolc-February 1st

February Snow Moon

Known as: Eagle Moon, Horning Moon, Solmonath Moon, Bear moon, Ice Moon, Wild Moon, Raccoon Moon, Big Winter Moon, Groundhog Moon, Quickening Moon, Storm Moon, Goose Moon, Hungry Moon & Red/Cleansing Moon

Element: Fire

Zodiac: Aquarius & Pisces

Nature spirits: House Faeries

Deities: Aphrodite, Brigid & Nut

Animals: Otter & Unicorn

Birds: Chickadee & Eagle

Trees: Cedar, laurel, myrtle & rowan

Herbs: Balm of Gilead, hyssop, myrrh, sage & spikenard

Flowers: Primrose

Scents: Heliotrope & wisteria

Stones: Amethyst, jasper, moonstone, obsidian, onyx , rose quartz, topaz & red zircon

Colors: Light blue & violet

Energy:  Astral travel, banishing, beginnings, breaking bad habits, creativity expressiveness, empowerment, energy working to the surface, fertility, forgiveness, freedom, friendships, future plans, growth, healing, problem solving, purification, responsibility & science

February’s full Moon is a “Micromoon” this year. Think of this term as the opposite of a “Supermoon.” It simply means that the full Moon is at its farthest point from Earth (not the nearest point).

The explanation behind February’s full Moon name is a fairly straightforward one: it’s known as the Snow Moon due to the typically heavy snowfall that occurs in February. On average, February is the United States’ snowiest month, according to data from the National Weather Service. In the 1760s, Captain Jonathan Carver, who had visited with the Naudowessie(Dakota), wrote that the name used for this period was the Snow Moon, “because more snow commonly falls during this month than any other in the winter.” 

Imbolc

Known as: Feast of Torches, Feast of Waxing Light, Oimele & Brigid's Day

Season: Winter

Symbols: Besoms, Brighid's crosses, candles, candle wheels, fertility symbols, fire, ploughs, priapic wands & white flowers

Colors: Black, brown, Earth tones, lavender, light green, orange, pink, red, white & yellow

Oils/Incense: Apricot, basil, bay, carnation, chamomile, cinnamon, dragon's blood, frankincense, heather, jasmine, myrrh, neroli, red sandalwood, sage, vanilla, violet & wisteria

Animals: Badger, cow, deer,groudhog, robin, sheep, snake, & swan

Mythical: Dragon

Stones: Amethyst, bloodstone, citrine, clear quartz, garnet, green tourmaline, hematite, iron, lodestone, onyx, red zircon, rose quartz, ruby, turquoise, yellow tourmaline

Food: Breads, chives, curries, dairy products, grains, garlic, herbal teas, honey cakes, lamb, muffins, onions, peppers, poppy seed cakes, pork, poultry, pumpkin seeds, raisins, scones, spiced wines & sunflower seeeds

Herbs/Plants: Angelica, ashleaf, balsam, basil, bay laurel, benzoin, blackberry, clover, coltsfoot, coriander, dragon's blood, garlic, heather, lemon, myrrh, rosemary, sage, vervain, wheat & witch hazel

Flowers: Celandine, chamomile, iris, rose hips, snowdrop, sunflower, tansy, violets, white flowers & yellow flowers

Goddesses: Anu, Aradia, Arianrhod, Artio, Athena, Branwen, Brigid, Danu, Februa, Gaia, Inanna, Juno, Selene, Sirona & Vesta

Gods: Aegus Mac Og, Bragi, Cupid, Dian Cecht, Dumuzi, Eros, Februus & Pax

Issues, Intentions & Powers: Activation/awakening, animals, beginnings, fertility, healing, hope, illumination, inspiration, light, pregnancy/childbirth, prophecy, transformation, well-being & youth

Spellwork: Air magick, banishings, candle spells, divination, fertility spells, prosperity & purification

Activities:

• Make & light white candles

• Clean/decorate your altar & consecrate your  altar tools

• Go on a walk in nature & look for signs of spring

• Make a Brigid's Cross

• Have a feast with your family/friends

• Give thanks & leave offerings to the Earth

• Set intentions, reflect & look deeper into your goals for spring

• Start a bonfire

• Find Imboloc prayers & devotionals that bid farewell to the winter months, honor the goddess Brigid, as well as seasonal blessings for your meals, hearth, & home.

• Pepare plans for your upcoming garden

• Craft a priapic wand

• Spend time with children celebrating Imbolc by making crafts & or baking

• Practice divination & fire scrying

• Draw a cleansing ritual bath for yourself

• Meditate, reflect & say your farewells to winter

• Cleanse & clean your house to prepare for spring

• Create a Brídeóg: a doll of Brigid made of straw

• Make Bride's bouquet satchets & exchange as symbols of good luck and fertility

• Set aside food & or drinks as an offering to Brigid to invite her in your home

Imbolc is a Gaelic festival marking the beginning of spring. Most commonly it is held on January 31 – February 1, or halfway between the winter solstice & the spring equinox. The holiday is a festival of the hearth, home, a celebration of the lengthening days & the early signs of spring. 

The word "imbolc" means "in the belly" and refers to the pregnancy of ewes at this time of year. The term "oimelc" means ewe's milk. Around this time of year, many herd animals give birth to their first offspring of the year or are heavily pregnant & as a result, they are producing milk. This creation of life’s milk is a part of the symbolic hope for spring.

Imbolc is mentioned in some of the earliest Irish literature and it is associated with important events in Irish mythology. It has been suggested that it was originally a pagan festival associated with the goddess Brigid and that it was Christianized as a festival of Saint Brigid, who herself is thought to be a Christianization of the goddess.

Some use Imbolc to celebrate the longer days which herald the return of Spring & The Goddess's recovery from giving birth to The Sun (The God) at Yule. The God & The Goddess are children symbolizing new life, new beginnings & new resurrections.

Related festivals:

• Groundhog Day-  Is a tradition observed in the United States & Canada on February 2 of every year. It derives from the Pennsylvania Dutch superstition that if a groundhog emerges from its burrow on this day & sees its shadow, it will retreat to its den & winter will go on for six more weeks; if it does not see its shadow, spring will arrive early.

While the tradition remains popular in the 21st century, studies have found no consistent association between a groundhog seeing its shadow & the subsequent arrival time of spring-like weather.

•St. Brigid's Day- 1 February. It was originally Imbolc, the first day of spring in Irish tradition. Because Saint Brigid has been theorised as linked to the goddess Brigid, some associate the festival of Imbolc with the goddess. St. Brigid is the patroness saint (or 'mother saint') of Ireland. She is patroness of many things, including poetry, learning, healing, protection, blacksmithing, livestock & dairy production. In her honour, a perpetual fire was kept burning at Kildare for centuries.

A recent campaign successfully established her feast day as a national holiday in 2023.

• Chinese New Year- (February 10th) the festival that celebrates the beginning of a new year on the traditional lunisolar Chinese calendar. In Chinese, the festival is commonly referred to as the Spring Festival,- marking the end of winter and the beginning of the spring season. Observances traditionally take place from Chinese New Year's Eve, the evening preceding the first day of the year, to the Lantern Festival, held on the 15th day of the year. The first day of Chinese New Year begins on the new moon that appears between January 21st & February 20th.

The Chinese New Year is associated with several myths and customs. The festival was traditionally a time to honour deities as well as ancestors. Within China, regional customs and traditions concerning the celebration of the New Year vary widely & the evening preceding the New Year's Day is frequently regarded as an occasion for Chinese families to gather for the annual reunion dinner.

It is also a tradition for every family to thoroughly clean their house, in order to sweep away any ill fortune & to make way for incoming good luck. Another custom is the decoration of windows & doors with red paper-cuts and couplets. Popular themes among these paper-cuts and couplets include good fortune or happiness, wealth & longevity. Other activities include lighting firecrackers  & giving money in red envelopes.

•  Candlemas- is a Christian feast day on February 2nd commemorating the presentation of Jesus at the Temple. It is based upon the account of the presentation of Jesus in Luke 2:22-40. 

While it is customary for Christians in some countries to remove their Christmas decorations on Twelfth Night, those in other Christian countries historically remove them after Candlemas.On Candlemas, many Christians also take their candles to their local church, where they are blessed and then used for the rest of the year.

•Setsubun- (February 3rd) Is the day before the beginning of spring in the old calendar in Japan. The name literally means 'seasonal division', referring to the day just before the first day of spring.

Both Setsubun & Risshun are celebrated yearly as part of the Spring Festival (Haru matsuri ) in Japan. In its association with the Lunar New Year, Setsubun, though not the official New Year, was thought of as similar in its ritual & cultural associations of 'cleansing' the previous year as the beginning of the new season of spring. Setsubun was accompanied by a number of rituals & traditions held at various levels to drive away the previous year's bad fortunes & evil spirits for the year to come.

Other Celebrations:

• Lupercalia-

In ancient Rome, this festival was conducted annually on February 13th through 15th under the superintendence of a corporation of priests called Luperci. The origins of the festival are obscure, although the likely derivation of its name from lupus (Latin: “wolf”) has variously suggested connection with an ancient deity who protected herds from wolves and with the legendary she-wolf who nursed Romulus and Remus. As a fertility rite, the festival is also associated with the god Faunus.

to purify the city, promoting health & fertility.

Each Lupercalia began with the sacrifice by the Luperci of goats and a dog, after which two of the Luperci were led to the altar, their foreheads were touched with a bloody knife & the blood was wiped off with wool dipped in milk; the ritual required that the two young men laugh. The sacrificial feast followed, after which the Luperci cut thongs from the skins of the sacrificial animals & ran in two bands around the Palatine hill, striking with the thongs at any woman who came near them. A blow from the thong was supposed to render a woman fertile.

In 494 CE the Christian church under Pope Gelasius I forbade participation in the festival. Tradition holds that he appropriated the form of the rite as the Feast of the Purification (Candlemas), celebrated on February 2, but it is likely that the Christian feast was established in the previous century. It has also been alternately suggested that Pope Gelasius I replaced Lupercalia with St. Valentine’s Day, celebrated on February 14th, but the origin of that holiday was likely much later.

Sources:

Farmersalmanac .com

Llewellyn's Complete Book of Correspondences by Sandra Kines

Wikipedia

A Witch's Book of Correspondences by Viktorija Briggs

Encyclopedia britannica

Llewellyn 2024 magical almanac Practical magic for everyday living

[jinkieswouldyoulookatthis]

Supernatural Soulmates

It's funny to me when people try to deny that Sam and Dean were soulmates. Funny because the show went out of it's way to set up the concept of soulmates, showed us how Sam and Dean fit the bill, and then never gave us another example of characters who were soulmates in the entire rest of the run of the show.

In fact, I think that the term soulmate was only used in three other episodes, Season 7, Time For a Wedding! (7x08)...

Dean [to Sam about Becky]: Oh, you mean, she – she wasn't your soulmate?

Ladies Drink Free (12x16)...

Dean [to Claire about Sam and Mick]: They're like nerd soul mates.

and Various & Sundry Villains (13x12)...

Dean [to Sam about Jamie the witch]: My soul mate.

You may notice that all of these references were made by Dean either to and/or about Sam, which just an interesting little coincidence.

I've seen at least one post circulating that states that John and Mary were soulmates, but they didn't share a heaven...

Absence (14x18)

They didn't even get along before the cupids worked their freaky love mojo on them...

Dean: Why does heaven care if Harry meets Sally? Cupid: Oh, mostly they don't. You know, certain bloodlines, certain destinies. Oh, like yours. Sam: What? Cupid: Yeah, the union of John and Mary Winchester--Very big deal upstairs, top priority arrangement. Mm. Dean: Are you saying that you fixed-up our parents? Cupid: Well, not me, but... Yeah. Well, it wasn't easy, either. Ooh, they couldn't stand each other at first. But when we were done with them--Perfect couple. Dean: Perfect? Cupid: Yeah. Dean: They're dead! Cupid: I'm sorry, but... the orders were very clear. You and Sam needed to be born. Your parents were just, uh...meant to be. (sings) A match made in heaven- heaven!

My Bloody Valentine (5x14)

And there is no reference to them being soulmates. They were made to love one another specifically so that Sam and Dean would be born.

But two episodes later in Dark Side of the Moon (5x16) the show sends Sam and Dean to their shared heaven, has Ash explain the concept of soulmates sharing a heaven to them, and then brings them back to life. And then six episodes later, the power of Sam and Dean's love for each other, and all the memories of their shared life, help Sam take control of Lucifer and save the world.

No other characters in the entire show share a heaven, just Sam and Dean. But still people deny that they are canonical soulmates.