#janet cunningham

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final destination characters + reductress headlines (part 1 - part 2 can be found here)

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Final Destination All Stars

Made By Me

Cast:

Alex Browning

Kimberly Corman

Wendy Christensen

Nick O'Bannon

Sam Lawton

Clear Rivers

Thomas Burke

Kevin Fischer

Lori Milligan

Molly Harper

Carter Horton

Eugene Dix

Ian McKinley

Hunt Wynorski

Peter Friedkin

Terry Chaney

Rory Peters

Erin Ulmer

Janet Cunningham

Candice Hooper

Billy Hitchcock

Kat Jennings

Julie Christensen

George Lanter

Nathan Sears

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Hunt: Guys, I'd like you to meet my girlfriend. Her name is Olivia Castle. She's your new friend now. I insist that you love her and favor her.

Janet: Hunt, can I talk to you for a few seconds? We need to talk.

Hunt: Olivia, you talk to the others for now, and I'll be right there....

*He walks over to Janet*

Hunt: So what did you want?

Janet: Hunt, who did you bring here?! We can hardly stand your character, and you also brought your girlfriend here, who is no different from you!

Hunt: Well, be jealous in silence, because I found a person who fits my character, and we accepted each other, and she recently moved in with me. You better be happy for me),

[seikointelli]

How would Janet react if Hunt continued to clownish in her presence?

Janet: I would hit him with a semi.

Hunt: Ouch.

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Publicity photo of Janet Beecher, Cecil Cunningham, Marjorie Rambeau, and Hedda Hopper for LAUGH IT OFF (1939), directed by Albert S. Rogell

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Films Watched in 2023:

43. The Draughtsman’s Contract (1982) - Dir. Peter Greenaway

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HEYOOO i’ve gotten my laptop back and ready to go! could i drop tatum riley, kristoff bjorgman, and leia organa pls? 

welcome to london, JANET VAN DYNE! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like LAUREN COHAN? well, no matter, we hear that you are 40 and working as an SCIENTIST AT THE BAXTER BUILDING. we also hear that you currently DON’T HAVE your memories from MARVEL and have a tendency to be PROTECTIVE as well as SECRETIVE. 

welcome to london, MICHELLE JONES! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like ZENDAYA COLEMAN? well, no matter, we hear that you are 23 and working as an REPORTER FOR WEATHERS DAILY. we also hear that you currently DON’T HAVE your memories from MARVEL and have a tendency to be ARTISTIC as well as MACABRE. 

welcome to london, CHRISSY CUNNINGHAM! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like ALIA BHATT? well, no matter, we hear that you are 22 and working as an COLLEGE STUDENT. we also hear that you currently HAVE your memories from STRANGER THINGS and have a tendency to be CHARISMATIC as well as COMPULSIVE. 

— WELCOME TO LONDON, janet van dyne, michelle jones & chrissy cunningham! you look very familiar, do we know you from somewhere? anyways, take your time settling in because whether you want to or not, it looks like you’re going to be living here for awhile! // welcome bell, please be sure to follow our checklist here. welcome to the group!

*please note that tatum riley (scream), kristoff bjorgman (disney) and leia organa (star wars) have now been reopened for applications! do not unfollow, as this is a mumu blog!

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I Put A Spell On You- fem reader x Steve Harrington x Chrissy Cunningham

After Chrissy and Jason have a big fight and break up at his Halloween party Steve and the reader make her forget by giving her the best sex of her life.

Steve is Tarzan, the reader is a witch and Chrissy is a vampire cheerleader. Reader met Steve at scoops and eventually, they worked together at family video and started dating.

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Jason's annual Halloween party was in full swing that night with Jason and Chrissy being vampires but her costume had a twist she was a vampire goth cheerleader. Even though everyone had graduated by now, and in college, you returned home to Hawkins for Halloween with your boyfriend Steve. It was a nice dinner before the party and you had dry ice cocktails with gummies, club sandwiches with a side of fries, and chocolate fondue. Now at the party, you were dancing to Girls Girls Girls by Motley Crue.

Some of the other guests included keg King Billy Hargrove, Eddie, Jeff, Garett, Jonathan, Argyle, Nancy, Robin, Tommy, and Carol—also some of Jason's jock friends, other cheerleaders, and of course Chrissy. There was also a DJ playing requests and spinning some vinyl. Eddie and you used to date and you loved to catch Corroded Coffin shows but even though he was your first real and serious long-term boyfriend and you lost your virginity to him- it was Steve who you fell for hard and fast. You were so in love. Eddie was still one of the best guys but you realized you were better off as friends.

There was bobbing for apples, a Halloween twister, and tons of Halloween-inspired treats/desserts, including candy corn, chocolates, cotton candy, caramel corn, and orange and black cupcakes. The punch was orange, and there was a keg of beer and some wine, vodka, and wine coolers. The house, inside and out, was decorated with a lot of Halloween decor, and everything looked so nice and spooky. Billy was dressed as a zombie slayer, Nancy was dressed as Janet Weiss, Jonathan as Brad from Rocky Horror, Argyle as Bob Marley, Robin, and Vickie with matching couple costumes of Daphne and Velma (with Robin being Velma), and Corroded Coffin as zombie rockstars.

Zombie Eddie complete with face paint and fake wounds hooked you up with the best weed for 15% off too. It was nice to be able to count on him. Eddie was the best at dealing and he gave you good discounts. Even though Jason didn't like him still he was allowed to sell some drugs as long as he gave Jason a bit of his stash.

Chrissy and Jason were outside smoking and he seemed paranoid. Next thing you knew they were fighting and he stormed off in a huff. Rushing outside to her rescue you gave her a tissue since you realized she was crying. She looked adorable in her vampire cheerleader Halloween costume complete with fake fangs that were made and designed to look like real teeth complete with fake blood. Steve was the best Tarzan that night with his beautiful chest hair on display and you were dressed up as a sexy witch in all black and fishnets (and no underwear).

"Thank you. That's nice of you but you didn't have to," she told you with a sad look. At least her mascara was waterproof. "We broke up," she added meekly.

Taking the tissue she dabbed her eyes with it. Steve was still inside but nearby looking concerned as a Def Leppard song began blaring through the sound system. Chrissy sighed heavily and leaned against the wall as you sipped red wine from a blue solo cup. Chrissy was looking forlorn but you wanted to cheer her up since she was one of your closest friends after all.

"Look I saw what happened with Jason and you don't deserve that but you can do so much better than him. It's going to be okay though. Maybe we should dance?" You suggested as you took her hand in yours squeezing it assuringly. She had the most dainty and small fingers. For the party, she had done her nails white with a red dripping blood effect whereas yours were jet black.

"Sure that would be nice. Is your boyfriend Steve going to join us?" She asks softly as she tosses the tissue aside.

"He will be I guess. He does make quite the Tarzan don't you think?"

She nodded and laughed softly. Taking your hand she walked back inside with you as Def's song Pour Some Sugar on Me was wrapping up. The next song started as you began dancing and by now Jason and his buddies were outside shooting some hoops. As you and Chrissy danced to 'Do you wanna touch me?' by Joan Jett and the Blackhearts, Steve had a mischievous grin on his face.

The rest of the partygoers dancing inside still looked at you and Chrissy touching and dancing. They were mouths agape as you moved closer to Chrissy running your fingers through her strawberry-blonde hair. She was smiling her mouth close to yours before you remembered you weren't alone. Before things went any farther you whispered into her ear.

"Can we take this to a bedroom?" You asked softly.

"Sure. Invite Steve if you want," she added in a loud whisper.

The next song came on The Runaway's big hit Cherry Bomb. As Cherrie Curry's voice boomed from the loudspeaker Chrissy made her way to an empty room where you found Steve again. Going over to him you took him by the hand and several of the partygoers looked at you with interest in their eyes. Did you want to be more than friends with your good friend of so many years Chrissy Cunningham? The answer to that was yes of course.

"Chrissy wants us alone and you can come too, Steve," you whispered to him as you made your way down the hall noticing Chrissy going to Jason's room.

"Wow uh sure. Unexpected but I'm really glad."

In Jason's room, you noticed Chrissy looking out the window into the pale moonlight. Noticing you and Steve now in the room she sat down on the bed. She was so glad that she could be alone with the both of you now.

"So that was interesting seeing you and my girlfriend dancing," Steve chuckled half-jokingly.

"Oh we were just having fun silly," she teased back at him.

Joining Chrissy on the bed you held her hand admiring her beauty. She looked great as a vampire cheerleader. It was a stark contrast from the preppy and pretty cheerleader she would be at Hawkins High but that was years ago and you were all in college now. Steve pretended to be busy looking around at the stuff Jason had in his room. Luckily it looked like Jason had recently remade his bed with clean sheets.

"Steve come sit with us. Get over here big boy," you teased playfully as you patted the bed. Taking off your witch hat you placed it on Jason's nightstand.

Chrissy's pom poms were scattered on the floor as well as her shoes and yours. Steve made his way over to the bed and sat between you and Chrissy before pulling you into his lap. Chrissy longingly looked over at you in his lap yearning for some attention. She always wanted a romance like you had with Steve. Jason never really did that for her not even in the beginning but for them both being popular and head cheerleader/basketball star they seemed destined to be together (or at least people at Hawkins High thought).

As Steve peppered kisses on your neck you giggled and laced your fingers with his. Chrissy was looking at you both shyly and blushing a little. Steve noticed and smiled at her as Chrissy took a sip of her drink before placing it on the nightstand.

"You two are adorable together. Truly. I am happy for you," Chrissy commented as she played with a strand of her hair.

"Well you deserve to be just as happy as we are and you will be someday," you assured her as you reached your hand out to hold hers.

Chrissy was the best friend you could ask for and you wanted to see her happy. She was the best and coolest girl. Steve liked her too and thought your friendship with her was healthy and he was happy for you to have such a close friend.

Chrissy pouted and rolled her eyes as she squeezed your hand before saying.

"Oh, I guess so I mean I don't know. I just want a fairy tale type of love. Something nice and a relationship where we can just be ourselves. No strings attached. Someone faithful and caring," she told you with a slight shrug.

"Any guy would be lucky to have you and any guy who ever talks bad about you is a low-life loser. Guys are pathetic to ever talk trash about you Chris," Steve comforted her as he looked at her with a genuine smile on his lips.

Deciding to break the ice you chimed in.

"Steve and I have been talking about opening our relationship a bit. With someone cool, someone nice and pretty. A girl who is a good person and an even better friend," you added as you boldly lifted her cheerleader skirt revealing the cute short shorts she had on underneath.

"You mean me?" She asked nervously before gulping her cheeks turning a faint shade of light red.

"Yes. We haven't had a threesome before. Have you? I mean we have had other girls around but Steve just watched me and the girls together and got off on his own.." you admitted your gaze never leaving hers.

"Oh wow. No, I haven't. I've been in vanilla relationships. Nothing freaky and no Jason hasn't even asked for a threesome. He does have adult films on video and dirty magazines though," she confesses as her cheeks turn redder.

Steve cleared his throat as his cheeks turned dark pink. You noticed and patted his shoulder playfully. Chrissy boldly took your hand in hers squeezing it and leaned in closer breathing in your scent. Your lips practically brushed against hers as you could feel Steve kissing your neck and holding your hair back.

"Go ahead and kiss her," he encouraged.

Already you could feel Steve's erection pushing through his Tarzan costume. His chest hair felt good against your back. Clearing your throat you leaned in closer to Chrissy as she did as well closing the distance. Without another word from anyone your lips locked with hers and you had an intense and passionate kiss with her red lipstick and your black lipstick rubbing off on each other's lips. You cupped her cheek and kissed her deeper as you felt butterflies in your stomach from the kissing you were doing with her. The way she tasted was incredible and she probably thought the same thing about you or so you thought as she smiled against the kiss.

Soon your kissing with her turned into hot and heavy making out as Steve kissed your shoulder and caressed your breasts causing you to groan. Chrissy sighed happily against your lips as Steve played with your bra strap wanting to remove it. Chrissy broke the kiss now breathless to say

"Amazing. Could I kiss Steve?" She asked sounding shy but you could tell she was yearning for this.

You nodded as Steve's lips met your neck again as he looked at Chrissy. She leaned in close to him and their lips soon met. Steve hummed against her lips as she locked lips with him and they kissed softly and sweetly. He was having the best time and you could tell she genuinely was as well as they continued to kiss for a bit.

"She a good kisser baby and cute vampire cheerleader. Maybe we should get undressed," he suggested once their kiss broke.

Removing your witch hat you tossed it aside and then removed your dress before Steve helped you with your bra. Once that was all out of the way you were down to your fishnets. Steve groped and grabbed your ass squeezing it and kneading it with his hands before giving it a good hard and firm slap causing you to cry out in pleasure. As this was happening Chrissy was watching still having all her clothes on except her shoes and socks. Steve ripped your tights open to expose your pussy on full display and licked his lips.

"Help her out with that baby," you suggested to Steve as he tweaked your nipples and caressed them.

"You can help me with that Stevie. And Y/N you have a beautiful figure," Chris told you with another blush.

Steve in no time had her cheerleading top removed and then her skirt followed by her bra. She was wearing white silk panties with a lacy trim. She was beautiful but it wasn't as if you were expecting anything less of her. You wanted to kiss her again and explore her body with your mouth and hands. You wanted to make love to her and Steve having your bodies satiate and satisfy each other.

"Thank you, Chrissy. I love your costume but I love it even better without you in it," you told her sincerely as she undressed you with her eyes.

Steve watched hard as a rock resisting the urge to touch himself-especially since he knew he wouldn't last much longer.

"Shit Chrissy!" Steve cried out as began to kiss and suck your nipples first the left one then the right.

"Mm yeah do that babe," you urged her wanting to feel her mouth, teeth, lips, and tongue all over your body, especially your chest.

Steve looked so sexy with his pink swollen cock leaking precum. You wanted to suck him off so badly with Chrissy. Right now your focus on Chrissy was just as much as she was focusing on you. Tugging strands of her hair you let her nibble and suck on your hardened nipples. She groped your breasts and squeezed them giving them equal attention.

"Fuck Chrissy that feels nice. Let me take care of you now."

She reluctantly stopped pleasing your breasts for the moment as she licked up your body and met your lips in a deep kiss letting Steve get a good view. You did the same for her in return sucking and nibbling, biting, pleasing her nipples and breasts like you knew you liked it. Hopefully, she would enjoy it too. It was erotic and orgasmic.

"Mm so good Y/N," Chrissy cooed only further encouraging you.

Even though Steve was watching you were so into Chrissy at the moment it almost didn't matter to you. Steve couldn't resist and removed his skirt then underwear and began to stroke himself as he panted and threw his head back.

"You like this huh Chris?" You teased as you squeezed her nipples and groped them which she seemed to enjoy.

"I love it," she assured you eyes locked with yours. Chrissy was so into it further excited you and Steve too.

Noticing Steve stroking himself you got an idea. Meeting Chrissy's lips in a kiss you squeezed her ass. As you move down her body you remove her panties with your teeth you had a good view of her pussy.

"Fuck so hot baby!" Steve encouraged as he rubbed his cock faster. He knew he wouldn't last much longer.

"Mm, let's join Steve on the bed I want to suck his cock don't you?"

She nodded and bit her lip.

"Y-yes please," she stammered as she looked at you with a glint in her eyes.

Putting your witch hat back on before going over to the bed you smiled as you began to stroke Steve's cock and stared at his happy trail. Chrissy was next to you and cradling his balls as he looked like he was feeling pure bliss. Taking him into your mouth you pumped his shaft and sucked the head.

"Fuck baby yea do that!" Steve encouraged as he leaned back and tugged your hair.

Chrissy licked his balls as she looked at you sucking his cock. You wanted to make your man feel so good and had Steve right where you wanted him. He tasted so good and was so thick and veiny with the perfect girth.

"Fuck so good! My little witch!" Steve proclaimed as he let you use your beautiful mouth on him. He loved your blowjobs.

Using spit as lube you rubbed it over his shaft before taking him as deep as you could go practically choking as Chrissy looked at you seemingly impressed.

"She's so good at that," Chrissy mused as you spit and slobbered all over his cock.

"She sure is. Fuck!" Steve bellowed as he threw his head back and thrust his hips as he bit his lips enough to draw blood.

Chrissy loved watching him as you pleased him and as he held your hair back she placed kisses on your back and squeezed your ass and the material of your black fishnets. Popping off Steve's cock you offered her a taste.

"Your turn Chris," you cooed as you let her have a turn.

Steve was in pure bliss as he felt Chrissy's wet and warm mouth envelop his cock doing her best to take him as completely as she could. The part of his shaft she couldn't fit into her mouth she stroked as you cradled his balls and kissed him.

"Mm fuck baby her mouth is like heaven," he mumbled against your lips before kissing you deeply with his tongue.

You were so fully and completely in love with him and watching your man with another woman especially one as beautiful as Chrissy was quite the sight to see.

"That's right, Chrissy gag on it," you encouraged as she ravaged his cock licking and sucking and choking on it too.

"Gonna cum soon!" Steve protested as Chrissy worked her mouth so perfectly.

You squeezed Steve's balls feeling how full of cum they were now. He was close there was no doubt about that. You wanted him to feel good and chase his high but then get hard again soon after.

"Cum for us Stevie. Cum all over my chest," you urged him as he pulled out of her mouth and stroked himself.

You got down on your knees smirking up at him and letting him jerk himself off as Chrissy watched with pure fascination. She was enamoured by the sight of this wanting more than anything to see him cum.

Steve was soon panting and gasping with his head thrown back and his hands moving through strands of his beautiful brown locks. As his warm cum coated your chest, he groped your breasts and squeezed them while also pinching your nipples. He loved the sight and caught his breath once he finished cumming. Eagerly you licked it up and sucked your fingers clean of his delicious cum.

Chrissy came over to kiss you and said "That was so hot."

"You ladies should play with each other while I get hard again. Wanna fuck you both. Sound good?" Steve asked with lust in his eyes and seduction in his voice.

Chrissy and you nodded and he smiled in satisfaction. Sitting in a nearby chair he began to stroke himself as you and Chrissy got on the bed. Kissing down her body you began to spread her legs and spread her pussy lips. Inserting a finger you took notice of how tight she was.

Deciding you wanted to try something new and for the first time, you eagerly began to rub your pussy against hers and kissed her deeply and messily. Steve was panting hard as he stroked and watched.

"Fuck yeah, just like that!" Chrissy moaned against your lips.

"Oh fuck! Shit!" Steve cried out.

Looking at Steve you smiled as you continued to deeply kiss Chrissy your tongues tangling and exploring as you rubbed your firm nipples against her perky ones. She tasted so good. The sounds of your pussies squelching as they rubbed against each other were otherworldly.

"Mm so wet you feel so g-good!" She stammered as Chrissy moved faster barely able to control herself.

Steve was soon at full hardness again and got up walking over to the two of you. Locking eyes with Steve as he laid down on the other side of the bed still watching the show you gave Chrissy another kiss before moving off the top of her.

"I want Steve to fuck me first while I eat that pretty pussy Chris," you told her sounding sure of yourself.

She nodded at your request and stayed on her back spreading her legs as Steve came up behind you and teased his firm and erect cock at your entrance. Slowly and gently he was pushing at your entrance with the tip and holding your hips firmly.

"Ready for me baby?"

"Yes, King Steve."

Steve sunk into your pussy and kneaded your ass. He loved how wet you were as your pussy fully enveloped his cock. He loved how he could always get cock drunk on you. As he began to pound away you fingered Chris with two fingers and the kitten licked her pussy. Her thighs squeezed your head gently as she screamed in orgasmic pleasure.

"Oh fuck baby fuck yes!" She cried out in ecstasy. She was so in love with your tongue.

As your eyes stared into hers she tugged your hair and Steve pounded harder jack hammering you. You loved it though and it was so addicting. He was all you needed and craved besides Chrissy's pussy.

"Fuck yes, Steve fuck!" You cried for him begging for more.

"So pretty devouring that pussy. Eat that pussy and suck that clit! Let daddy watch," he demanded as he smacked your ass causing you to cry more for him.

Your cries came out muffled as you ate her pretty pink clit and devoured her. Steve grabbed your purse taking out rope he knew you kept in it and began to tie your hands up. The wails escaping your mouth didn't faze him any as he made sure the ropes were tight. Holding your head down a bit forcefully he pushed your face further into her pussy.

"Fuck yes eat that clit! Fuck me with your mouth! Yes!" Chrissy moaned so loud it made you gasp in shock.

Steve didn't let up on pulling your hair and holding your head down as he fucked you raw getting lost in the moment. Steve's hip thrusts were a bit erratic and his groans were otherworldly especially combined with Chrissy's pretty gasps and loud moans echoing off the walls. Her hands went to her breasts tweaking her nipples as she thrust her hips into your mouth feeling her orgasm approaching.

Even though you couldn't speak with your mouth full of pussy your muffled cries could still be heard. You were practically wearing her pussy as a muzzle and Steve's angry red tip would no doubt soon be leaking with precum as he hardened inside you and fucked you senseless as if it were the last time he might ever fuck you.

"Mmm, that's a girl eat that pussy you fucking slut!" He admonished with a firm slap to your ass making your cries louder before smacking your ass again and ripping your tights a bit more in the process.

Less than minutes later and without warning he began to pull your head back by tugging on your hair and met your lips in a tongue-tangling and intense kiss. Your pussy felt so stimulated and you were close to cumming but not quite there yet. Your cunt clenched around nothing as Steve eased out of you.

"Sit on Chrissy's face. I want to see just how tight the Queen of Hawkins is," he declared as he guided you over to the pillows and spread Chrissy's legs.

"Mmm yes fuck me, Steve!" She begged as Chrissy licked and bit her lips in anticipation.

Steve went right to work eagerly lining up at her entrance and sliding inside slowly giving her time to adjust. Meanwhile, you were straddling her face and facing Steve. Lowering yourself down she gripped your hips holding them tightly. With your hands still behind your back, Steve leaned in closer to kiss you as he began to steadily fuck Chrissy.

Her pussy was so wet and warm and clenched around his cock so tightly. Chrissy's mewls and gasps only grew in crescendo as Steve pounded into her and grabbed her breasts as you kissed him and whimpered as loudly as you could against his lips.

"Fuck yeah! Fuck her pussy!" You cry out as you ride her face faster and harder about to chase your high.

"Mm make my girl cum, Chrissy," he urged her wanting you to feel good too.

Steve kissed you intensely as your fingers found her clit and rubbed circles on it in tandem with the thrusts he made inside her.

"Mmm yes," she mumbled around your pussy as she applied pressure with her fingers and sucked even biting your pussy lips gently earning yelps of praise from you.

As he moved inside her Steve threw his head back in extreme pleasure. Having his cock buried deep inside to the hilt of Hawkins High head cheerleader was pure bliss for him. Nothing though compared to your pussy it was like heaven to him but fucking her was pretty close to it he soon realized.

"Cum for me, Y/N," Steve pleaded as you screamed in ecstasy signaling you were so close now to your release.

"Yes, Steve gonna cream on her face!" You cried out hysterically.

Steve picked his pace up which made Chrissy cry out louder making the prettiest sounds against your pink pussy. She seemingly loved it and she was devouring your cunt like it was the best thing she ever tasted. As you smothered her with your face she got a good grip on your hips.

"Mm, baby how about you suck my cock and taste her juices?" Steve suggested before pulling out of her slowly.

"Yes please sir," you responded which led to Steve gripping you by your hair and pulling you down so you could get close to his cock.

Pushing you down onto his cock you opened your mouth and sucked loving the taste. Steve went back to fucking her as you ate her pussy at the same rhythm and speed she was eating yours. Chrissy's muffled sounds of pleasure were beautiful as you groaned against her pretty clit.

"Suck it again slut! Now! No questions asked!" he bellowed as he pulled out and shoved his cock down your throat.

He pushed his cock deep down until you gagged and choked spitting all over it and slobbering. You began to cry out as you got close to riding out your high. Steve could always tell by the way you looked at him with your eyes when you were about to cum and how you looked.

"Get on your back and spread those legs again baby I'm gonna make you cum," he instructed.

Grabbing your witch hat on the edge of the bed nearby he placed it atop your head earning a giggle from you. Reluctantly getting off Chrissy's face you lay next to her on your hands and knees kissing her with your tongue thoroughly enjoying it as you tasted yourself and Steve watched.

"Mm so good. Now Im gonna alternate between you both until I make you ladies cum. Sound good? How are you doing Chris?" He coaxed gently sounding concerned.

Chrissy licked her lips and teeth including her faux vampire fangs and smiled wickedly with a glint in her eyes.

"I'm good Steve. Your girlfriend tastes amazing."

Steve leaned in kissing her to taste for himself. He loved your scent and your taste. He got off on it and it was like a high to him. Positioning himself at your entrance once again he bottomed out inside as you hugged his cock gripping it like a vise and a glove.

"Fuck! This is my pussy. Wanna see you touch each other. Come on get creative," he commanded with a firm smack to your ass.

Chrissy's hand went down to your entrance and she inserted two dainty and slick fingers rubbing your clit and whining. Your hands went to her breasts pinching and squeezing them as well as her nipples while Steve pumped away hitting your g-spot.

"Fuck Steve yes gonna cum soon fuck!"

"That's right slut! Fuck her clit and stimulate it!" He bellowed as he cockily ran his fingers through his beautiful locks of brown hair and his cock twitched inside you.

"She looks so pretty with your cock inside her Steve," Chrissy Sultry commented as Steve began to fuck you harder pistoning his hips quickly.

Chrissy continued to caress your breasts as you felt your orgasm washing over you and you cried out his name.

"Steve Im cumming all over your cock!" You whined as your hat fell off from how hard the bed was shaking from him fucking you.

"Mm, that's right cream all over my cock. Gonna give it to Chrissy real good."

Steve pulled out of you and wasted no time licking you up and cleaning you up earning squeals and sounds of pleasure escaping from your lips as Chrissy mewled. Her cunt clenched as she watched him eat and lick your pussy clean.

"Mm, Steve need you to make me cum!" She pleaded wanting to get his cock again and feeling overstimulated.

"Let me watch you fuck her til she cums," you begged as Steve stopped licking your clit and leaned in to kiss you as he slapped your breasts.

With tongues tangling you moaned against each other's mouths. Hearing Steve moan was the sexiest thing and once the kiss broke you kissed Chrissy letting her taste your cum.

"Alright, Chris time to finish you off and cum for you ladies."

Steve lined up at her entrance once again and gave her no time to adjust as he bottomed out and began fucking her at a steady pace rocking the bed hard once again and wanting to chase his high.

"Fuck Steve pound me with that big cock! Jason would never do it this good," she praised him as a cocky grin formed on Steve's lips.

As he split her open on his dick, Chrissy's breasts bounced and you sucked her nipples as one of your fingers moved to her clit adding extra pleasure and causing her to whine and her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

"Fuck no he couldn't. Just need to be fucked senseless by my big cock is that right baby?" Steve chided her as he gave her firm ass a good squeeze.

You kissed her as Steve pumped in and out of her wet entrance his hands firmly gripping her hips for good measure. He loved the way her pussy looked as he fucked her tight hole. Moving down her body you began to flick her clit with your tongue emitting the prettiest cries from her red lips smeared with lipstick. You could tell she was begging for her release.

"Fuck Steve gonna cum all over your dick! The biggest one I've seen," she squealed earning some slaps to her ass and your tongue even deeper in her pussy.

Her taste was insatiable and Steve couldn't wait to get a good taste of it too. His balls were heavy with cum and ached as he was about to chase his high. He was mere moments away from it now.

"Fuck yeah gonna cream my cock like my slutty girlfriend did huh?" Steve teased her as you squeezed his balls feeling how heavy and full of cum they were now.

Chrissy yelped and screamed her cries echoing off the walls. The way you were finger fucking her combined with the way Steve was ferally claiming her pussy and fucking her senseless, she was going to cum so hard and good. It would be insatiable.

"Oh fuck I think Im gonna squirt!" Sounding so sure of herself as her walls clenched his cock as tight as ever and she found her release.

"Mm yes squirt all over his cock," you encouraged her right before you sealed her lips with a kiss and fingered her harder in her special place.

Chrissy began to cum so hard and even squirt for the first time and you watched as Steve took it.

"Fuck yes, that's our girl!" He praised her as she pulled you in for a deep kiss nearing overstimulation now.

Steve pulled out of her and sighed as he stroked his cock. He went right to cleaning her up then shared a French kiss with you. Stroking his cock he began to edge himself. Chrissy got on her knees and worked on licking his cock clean as you played with his balls and sucked them into your mouth.

"Mm make me cum sluts wanna cum all over those pretty breasts and in your mouths," Steve ordered knowing he would be getting exactly what he wanted.

Switching positions you began to deep-throat him and let him face fuck you as Chrissy paid attention to his balls by groping and squeezing them.

"Yeah take it fucking whore!" He chided you as he pulled your hair back and fucked your face senselessly wanting to cum and about ready to go over the edge.

His cock was so big and kept making you choke and gag but you took Steve's pretty cock as best you could. You loved being his fuck toy to use and abuse as he pleased.

"So good seeing you suck your boyfriend like that. So deep," Chrissy praised you before Steve pulled out your mouth and shoved his cock down her throat making her sputter and gasp.

Steve wanted to give you both all his cum to share and he wanted to watch it all with delight. Chrissy hollowed out her cheeks and opened her mouth wide as he used her throat as a fuck hole. It made you incredibly turned on especially seeing the bulge in her throat from his cock.

"Fuck! Gonna cum!" He protested as he rolled to the back of his head, his pace and thrusts became erratic, and he pulled out of her mouth soon cumming all over her chest then yours, and into your mouth's last.

Licking your lips and looking at him you savored his taste. Chrissy did as well daring to swallow which Steve of course noticed.

"Did I say you could swallow? Lick her chest and then spit it into her mouth!" He firmly commanded before slapping her cheek.

"Yes sir I will."

Leaning down she began to suck your left breast and paid particular attention to your nipple before her mouth latched onto your other nipple. You whimpered as she did this still not swallowing. Chrissy licked up your chest and neck and spit all of the cum into your open mouth. You licked your lips savoring every drop of it.

"My good little whore let me see all that cum."

You did as he asked and opened your mouth wide.

"Good. Now spit into Chrissy's mouth."

She opened her mouth wide letting you give her a taste of it. Swishing it in her mouth she waited for Steve's next instruction.

"Now spit it back into her mouth but not all of it."

She nodded and you opened your mouth taking all she had to give.

"Now both of you swallow and kiss."

You did with pure joy as Chrissy did the same as she was instructed to do. As you shared a cum-filled French kiss with Chrissy, Steve watched in pure delight before pulling each of you in for a kiss.

"Fucking whores. I love it."

When you were done making a mess of Jason's bed and after relaxing and coming down from your highs, Steve got up and redressed.

"Well see you ladies again soon right?" He asked as you watched his cute little ass get his Tarzan skirt back on.

"Of course," Chrissy told him cheerfully before blowing him a kiss.

You just lay there and talked with Chrissy and kissed some more before getting dressed again. Picking up the video camera a glint formed in her eyes from her brilliant idea.

"We should make sure Jason finds out about this. Make a video telling him what we did," Chrissy craftily told you.

"Perfect idea. He would be so mad but he so deserves it!"

Long story short, he found out what Chrissy did with you and Steve. Needless to say, he was pissed. From then on and at every party afterward (never again at Jason's but especially at Steve's place) you all hooked up and had the best and hottest time together. The only hotter threesome hotter than with Steve and Chrissy was with Steve, Chrissy, and Eddie in a foursome but that's a story for another time…

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[ebongawk]

oooh hellcheer hc is that eddie goes into fully nurse mode whenever chrissy’s sick. she has a cold? he’s fussing over her, making soup from scratch thank you very much bc he’s actually a great cook. cramps? he buys out her favorite chocolate from the corner store, he’s got three different types of heat packs ready, he’ll massage her belly for hours if that’s what it takes to make her feel better

Here's the thing: Chrissy was never home when Eddie got out of the studio on Wednesdays.

Wednesdays were their short days. The band's self-proclaimed 'recharge' days. The midweek break they all pretended to need that they'd written into their contracts so the fucking producer wouldn't throw a fit when Jeff dipped out at eleven to go meet his girlfriend at the train station, because Marie was in Boston Saturday night through Wednesday morning for work.

Eddie usually wandered in after a fast food lunch and a grocery run around one o'clock. Chrissy wasn't even off most days until four. So when he walked in the front door and was greeted with the curdling scream of horror queen Janet Leigh on the tube?

Yeah, Eddie about had a heart attack. Like full-on hand-over-the-heart terror.

"Sorry," Chrissy croaked from the couch as she frantically turned the volume of her vintage horror flick down. Psycho. Classic. Eddie hadn't even noticed her, she was so bundled up in blankets. A Chrissy burrito that could've passed for a rumpled throw blanket. "Sorry, sorry. You came in at the worst part."

Shit, she sounded awful.

"That's my specialty," Eddie breathed, dropping the excess number of grocery bags in the foyer and tripping over his own feet to make it to her side. "What's up, buttercup? How come you're home so early?"

Shit, she looked awful. All curled up and shivering despite the throw around her shoulders and the duvet she'd dragged in from their bedroom. Eddie automatically put a hand on her forehead, hissing at the burn beneath his palm.

"Think I caught the bug that's been going around on the publishing floor," Chrissy said, covering her mouth with the throw as she talked. Trying to breathe on him as little as possible. But her sinuses were so full, he doubted she could take in any air from her nose. "Editors were next, I knew it, but everyone insisted it'd stay quarantined upstairs."

"Morons," Eddie huffed, eyes raking over her face. Her blotchy, feverish cheeks; her bloodshot eyes ringed in the purple bruises of exhaustion. Her lips were dry, and Eddie sighed, hopping up and pressing a kiss to her forehead that she protested.

"You're gonna get infected," she grumbled. Eddie just shrugged, more firmly wrapping her up in her blankets.

"Did you take anything?"

"Grabbed some cold medicine from the pharmacy that's next to the office," she said, still covering her mouth. Exhaling a couple of rough coughs into the fabric. "Probably should've eaten something, but nothing sounds good."

Her sentences were choppy and slurred, which was how Eddie knew that this was serious. Having majored in English at BU, Chrissy's articulation refined to a fucking knife's point over the years. Ready to stab anyone who looked at her with a modicum of doubt when she explained what she did for a living.

His poor little Supervising Editor.

"Alright," Eddie said, hopping to his feet and pressing another kiss to her crown – this one not quite as protested as the first – before he rounded the couch to collect the grocery haul he'd bought that was entirely inadequate for a sick Chrissy. "Lemme get some water in the kettle, yeah? I'll make you some ginger tea and run to the bodega for soup supplies."

"Love, really, I'm fine––"

"Don't you I'm fine me, Cunningham," he called from the kitchen. Even though her last name had been Munson for damn near five years now. He loved the dopey little smile she still got when he reprimanded her with her maiden name. The eye roll. The huff of, That's Munson to you, Mister.

The huff never came this time. She was too tired to argue, he knew.

He started some prep work for what they had on hand while the water heated up. Mincing up a metric fuckton of garlic, grabbing some chicken breast from the fridge, grating most of a knob of ginger. They had some frozen chicken wing tips, but Eddie wasn't sure he had the time or patience to make broth from scratch. He mentally added store bought shit to his list, along with spinach and carrots.

Once her tea was ready, Eddie departed after stealing another kiss – this one to her cheek, which she yelled at him for as well as she was able and which he laughed at when her voice broke.

Another forty-five minutes later, after hauling ass to the store and back, Eddie had soup simmering on the stove, orange juice in the fridge, and three other types of medicine lined up along the coffee table to be taken after she'd eaten.

"I should go to the bedroom," Chrissy sighed as Eddie exchanged her empty mug of tea for a glass of juice. "Give you veg space so I don't get you sick."

Eddie scoffed. He'd grabbed The Two Towers from their nightstand, carefully depositing it on the arm of the couch before gently easing Chrissy's juice from her hands. He crouched down in front of her, leveling her with as withering a stare as he could muster around the worry he could feel lining his face.

"What kind of husband do you think I am, sweetness? To abandon his queen in her most desperate times of need?" She rolled her eyes, cheeks turned up in a slight smile. Eddie grinned, reaching up to pinch her cheek. Broadening her smile as much as she was able. "My fair lady needs her noble knight's assistance now more than ever! I ain't just gonna abandon you to squalor, baby. You know better than that."

She made a little noise of distress, and Eddie knew it was because she was terrified of getting him sick. Even though he played backup to Jeff, fucking his vocals could fuck the whole timeline for their next album.

He couldn't have given less of a fuck.

Tucking the blanket more firmly around her, Eddie carefully wedged his arms under her slight body, hoisting her up with a cracked little squeal from her raw throat before settling himself lengthwise on the couch, Chrissy in his lap.

"Eddie––"

"Shh, baby," he said, grabbing the book behind him and opening up to the bookmark. Picking up where they'd left off the last time he lulled her to sleep, just the night before, when she'd still been perfectly healthy. Harboring this bit of sick down deep enough that her body was still attempting to fight it off.

His voice, she'd told him once, was her favorite lullaby.

"So it was," he began to read, "that in the light of a fair morning, King Theoden and Gandalf the White Rider met again on green grass beside the Deeping-stream."

An hour later, Chrissy was out like a light. Breathing deeply through her mouth, with a little dribble of drool spilling onto his shirt and making him chuckle. He leaned down, kissing her hair and brushing it back over her ear.

"My poor little peach," he murmured, pressing the words into her scalp. The scent of ginger and garlic wafted through the air, and Eddie knew he should extricate himself from her embrace. Slip into the kitchen and turn the stove off.

But Chrissy let out this scratchy little snore, and Eddie figured he could give her another half hour.

"Love you, sweet," he said. And by the way she hummed in her slumber, snuggling even closer against his chest until her ear was pressed right up against her heart, Eddie thought, fuck, maybe she'd heard him.

(inspo ask)

[thrashkink-coven]

Hi all,

Welcome to the last part of my 2024 altar tour! 4/4

What a year it has been! I have learned so much and made so many new friends! My altar has always been a reflection of my psyche, seeing it’s beauty reminds me of the beauty that exists within me. :)

So this is my final little work space where I do pendulum magick and tarot readings. There is a devotional mug to Lord Lucifer which I use for our morning coffee chats. There is also Lucifer’s devotional dragon statue, as well as the dual scrying mirror for him and Faviel.

There is a normal mirror and a statue of a pharaoh’s tomb. The board which the flowers and offerings are placed on dawns Faviel’s sigil and candle. To Faviel I have offered a palm stone, flowers, an acorn, smoky quartz, some black earrings, and some grubs.

Beside him is my pendulum in a selenite charging bowl along with my pendulum mat.

The black and white image you see was a piece of art I made for Archangel Jophiel after he gifted me a vision a year or so ago. I use it whenever I’m reaching out to him.

Beneath my altar is some space for storage where I keep my larger cauldron, mortar and pestle, larger candles, etc. There is also my stand where I keep my broom, fire poker, and shovel. My witch broom is wrapped in a protective seal. I use it to sweep ash from my prayer mat.

And finally, here are a few of the books I have in my collection that have greatly greatly aided me in my craft. Remember to do your research my dears!

The Arbatel of Magick- First English edition 1633, new edition 2013, edited by Earl Marwick

Healing with Form, Energy, and Light- Tenzin Wangyal Rinpoche

Gods and Goddesses- Hallam, Elizabeth

The Lesser Key of Solomon- S.L MacGregor Mathers and Aleister Crowley

The Dictionary of Alchemy- Diana Fernando

The Art of Angels- Howard Loxton

Backland’s Book of Spirit Communications- Raymond Buckland

Transcendental Magick- Éliphas Lévi

The Greater Key of Solomon- S.L MacGregor Mathers

A History of God- Karen Armstrong

A Dictionary of Angels, Including Fallen Angels- Gustav Davidson

Making Talismans- Nick Farrell

The Sixth and Seventh Books of Moses- Johann Scheibel

The Egyptian Book of the Dead

The Rise and Fall of the Nephilim- Scott Alan Roberts

Buckland’s Complete Book of Witchcraft- Raymond Buckland

Candle Burning Rituals- Raymond Buckland

The Complete Book of Black Magick and Witchcraft

Green Witchcraft, Folk Magick, Fairy Lore & Herb Craft- Ann Moura

The Book of Forbidden Knowledge, Black Magick, Superstition, Charms and Divination- First Edition 1910s Johnson Smith & co. New Edition 2016 edited by Earl Marwick

Three Books of Occult Philosophy- Henry Cornelius Agrippa

and of course, The Holy Bible- New Living Translation.

I have many other books in my collection on tarot and astrology in my living room, but these are the books that have had the greatest impact on my craft. Here are a few of those other ones:

Love Potions- Tatania Hardie

The Book of Destinies- Jane Struthers

The Crystal Bible 2- Judy Hall

The Tarot Bible- Sarah Barlett

The Wicca Bible- Ann Marie Gallagher

Cunningham’s Encyclopedia of Magical Herbs- Scott Cunningham

Magic and Medicine of Plants- Reader’s Digest

The Power of Birthdays Stars and Numbers- Saffi Crawford and Geraldine Sullivan

The Witches’ Goddess- Janet and Stewart Farrar

The Witches’ God- Janet and Stewart Farrar

•••

I wanted to end this tour off with my reading material because I want to emphasize how important it is to understand that “magick” is not just “stuff”.

I really enjoy all of my magical tools and there’s absolutely nothing wrong with having and wanting pretty things or an aesthetically pleasing altar. In fact I believe aesthetic and care are acts of love in themselves. Don’t ever let someone shame you for wanting to decorate and indulge in the aesthetics of your craft.

But please do remember that our greatest magical tool is our minds, our senses, and our experiences- our brains. Remember to read read read lots of material from many different sources. Contemplate honestly on everything you read, hear and experience. Do not take everything you believe today as a fact, do not box yourself in to anything. (Maybe that’s the Luciferian in me speaking lol)

Learn how to do magick alone, without any tools. My magick is not my stuff, although my stuff greatly aids me in my magick. Does that make sense?

Thank you so much for reading! I look forward to growing and learning so much more this year! :)

Blessed be!

[flowerytale]

What are your favourite books.

Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë My Year of Rest and Relaxation by Ottessa Moshfegh Dracula by Bram Stoker Just Kids by Patti Smith White Oleander by Janet Fitch The Virgin Suicides/Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides Atonement by Ian McEwan Emma by Jane Austen A Breath of Life by Clarice Lispector White Is for Witching by Helen Oyeyemi Rest & Be Thankful by Emma Glass The Waves by Virginia Woolf Little Women by Louisa May Alcott The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald Great Expectations by Charles Dickens Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn My Cousin Rachel by Daphne du Maurier Cassandra: A Novel and Four Essays by Christa Wolf Another Country by James Baldwin Frankenstein by Mary Shelley The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoevsky Picnic at Hanging Rock by Joan Lindsay The Hours by Michael Cunningham Carmilla by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu

[scarlxrdgxkillyourself24]

I can understand Hunt.

[seikointelli]

Let's imagine that Hunt and Janet have reconciled. He became clingy and possessive towards her. Janet now lives in the same house with him, sleeps with him, and they do "whatever they want." He takes her to different places where there are many adventures, and always tries to amuse Janet with his poisonous jokes

Lori: I honestly wouldn't be surprised if thats what's happening right now. You never know with those two.

Nick: Yeah, their relationship is weird.

[froppy-butterflyfan2000]

“I will show him. I’ll show’’em all!!” Said the flames headed kid, Josie Test, daughter of Claire Nefarius and Johnny Test. Outside with her big brother, Joby, whose mother is Janet. Still standing. She’s still standing, despite her poor body and will are exhaustion. Looking up at her dad’s lighting stick she found in her father’s room. Borrowing it.

“I thinks that is enough for today.” Said Joby, staring down at the stop watch he’s holding in his hand.

“No!” Josie yelled angrily. Joby let out a huge tired sigh, not liking her attitude. “Any last request?” Joby asked.

*SILENCE 🦗🦗🦗*

“……Nevermind then. Ready? Set…,” Joby started, feeling humdrums.

Josie pulled her blindfold down, covering her eyes. Joby starts the stop watch by pressing it once again. “Piñata Gaunlet!”. She scream, charging at the hanged piñatas, hitting the piñatas with the lighting carving fork stick. A pink headed and rainbow colored body piñata is cut in half, causing candies to rain down.

The youngest Test kid is training on her own, developing her human condition to the peak and her sensei isn’t around is because she is literally broke now. So until father gets in pay from works (convenience store clerk by afternoon and bar tender by night) and the child support coming in next month. Joby know that this is not worth it. Even though he taught them (and Joby is thankful for it), he is only after the money. Which Josie took it the most and never moves on.

She could have find a better tutors or take some classes in the gym. Well there’s Alyssa for example, she could have get her to trains her. She just happened to be in Camp Synonymous and the same rank as them, though their aunts and uncle thinks she is a bad influence (despite Holly says she isn’t and Uncle Eugene says she is good enough to paid for lessons). Alyssa literally taught her the master of escaping and stealth and share her knowledges in the street. Even pickpocketing and manipulation too, okay maybe that is why her aunts and uncle doesn’t like what Camp Synonymous have taught, but they did it too back then! She gave her ways of finding that out.

Josie is soon tangle up by the ropes to get free. At first, she is struggling, causing Joby to walks up towards her and get her down, but then slowly have the carving fork snapped the ropes in half, causing Josie to fell down and landed on to the candies covered ground. Joby press the two buttons to stop the timing from the stopwatch.

“Told you so,” said Joby. “Can’t we just forget about the preparation for your Shinobi Trials? Next summer is a long way.”

The ten years old removes her blindfold and stubbornly stands up, walking past her big brother. “Josie!” Joby shouted. Joby let out a groan. His little sister is not passing the ninja phrase. He grabs her shoulder to get her attention. “I’m talking to you!”

“Don’t talks to me!” Josie snapped. Joby’s pupils shrinking, shock by what she just said to him. He never seen her that mad before. “Look, I get your mad. We could ask Fredrick to make you a mutant. Stronger and better than you were.” Joby persuaded Josie by testing out their cousin’s inventions, just the two of them.

“I don’t need superpowers to prove I can do better!” Josie barked. “I want to do better my own way!”

She throw Joby’s hand away from her, proceeds to walk inside the house. Joby is shocked that Josie rejected his opportunity to see Fredrick. He frowns. He wants the old Josie back. He goes into the house too.

At the living room, Johnny’s current wife, Sissy, sitting down to the cozy couch, watching her TV sitcom, The Dawg and Bone Show saw her stepchildren, a bitter Josie and a sullen Joby. Sissy pause an episode with the TV remote. “Kids? Did something happen? Why the long face?” Sissy asked. Josie ignored her stepmom, and climbed up the stairs to her room. “Joby?”

Joby is silent at first, but sits down on the couch with her. “I don’t know where to start… All I can say’s that meeting with that Cunningham guy really changed Josie.”

Sissy looks at her stepson, nodding to the conversation. “She literally doesn’t want to spend time with me together anymore like we used to. Playing video games at home, playing video games at the arcade, eating snacks, plays Island Craft/Minecraft, making videos and post them on Snoop Tube or Ding Dong. Or YouTube.”

“I see…,” said Josie. “Perhaps Josie has grown up and found something she wanted to do. Like your thing is boxing and your detective career, and for me are watching The Dawg and Bones show and my activist career.”

Joby thinks about what Sissy just said. “What? Mystery-Solving is Josie’s thing too. I just did it to make her happy.”

“Well that the thing. I thought you enjoys it as well because it’s your own thing too,” said a confused Sissy. “Since I saw you two went out your ways to make your life in this town memorable, and I was wrong. I didn’t notice it at all. But perhaps Josie did. Bummer.”

Is his stepmom is saying, that Josie was hurt that he doesn’t want to play detectives? And that why she masked being a better person to hide that she wants to do her own things alone. This struck a realization in him.

‘Did I really mess up?’ He thought.

~~

At Josie’s room, Josie is lying down in bed, on her back to soothe her back, arms, legs, and neck. Sore all over. She try not to falter. Josie stares at the handmade round plush, her aunt got for her in the new couture at the Yarn District, that is now punctured by a kunai and a shurikens she toss. She wonders that if she have so much potential that people have just said, whose turn their back on her. Let her down.

She saw an envelope slide in to the doorway. Josie struggled to get up from her bed and walk over it to picks it up. Her name is written on the envelope in red marker. Josie opens up the envelope, revealing a letter. Josie takes it out of the envelope to read it. It said:

I don’t know if I should gives you space. So I’m writing this letter to says that I am sorry for hurting your feelings by not having fun when we are together. We may be siblings with common interests, but we have different interests too. That doesn’t means we can stop spending time together and making new chapters of our life, whether our path are separated. I hopes you feel better.

From your big brother

Joby Test

A small smile plastered on Josie’s face.

Josie Test and Joby Test belong to @froppy-butterflyfan2000 (me)

Andrew Cunningham (mentioned) and Alyssa Copular belongs to @ej-cappy-universe

Fredrick Test (mentioned) belongs to @princekaiofstars

Story take place after The Norrisville Ninja and The Townsville Kids.

[sporadiceagleheart]

Thursday edits for angels surrounded by angels Shan'ann Cathryn Rzucek and Bella&Nico and CeCe, Candela Sol Rodriguez, Alyssa Jane West, Emma Nicole Speer, Avielle Richman, Ava Jordan Wood, Leiliana Wright, Saffie-Rose Brenda Roussos, Lily Peters, Olivia Pratt Korbel, Sara Sharif, Charlotte Figi, Jersey Dianne Bridgeman, Lucy Morgan, Mercedes Losoya, Norah Lee Howard, Sloan Mattingly, Audrii Cunningham, Judith Barsi and Heather O'Rourke, Makenna Lee Elrod Seiler, Eliahna Torres, Jackie Cazares, Mary E. Sullivan, Olivia Grace Thompson, Lester Stillwell, Alexis Brianne “Lexi” Stempien, Blake Lee Stafford, Emma Grace Stacks, Kelly Doyle Sparks, Christy Lea Sparks, Kelsey Shelton Smith-Briggs, Michael Daniel Smith, Alexander Tyler “Alex” Smith, Laura Ashley Skinner, James Asa Rudder, Ashley Nicole Romer, Jennifer Jailene Rodriguez, Angel Divine Randall, Miakailah Renee Ramsey-Franklin, JonBenét Ramsey, Kelli Shay Powell, Allyceea Mabel Brynne Ennis, Janet Carol Pierick, Patricia Sue Phillips, Pete Peterson I, Kaitlyn Nikol Pukatsch Parsons, Cheyenne Rose “Chey Chey” Newton, Emanuel Wesley Murray Jr., Maud H. Munn, Doris Denise Milner, Bruce Edward Miller, Ruby Miller, Lucille Miller, Gwenyth Marie McWethy, Natallie Elizabeth McNelly, Minnie E. McKendrick, Bradley Gene McGee, Joanne Ena Lynn, Jessica Marie Lunsford, Brittani Lynn LaFollette, Eva Gladys “Gladys” Kincaid, Elisa Izquierdo, James Alan Ray Hubbard, Catherine Violet Hubbard, Janessa Micheala “Nessie” Horner, Nina Viktoria “Tori” Bashenova Hilt, Angela Dawn Harter, Michelle Heather Guse, Lori Lee Farmer, Anna Katherine Grudziecke, Edith Clare “Edie” Grierson, Aiyana Emily Gauvin, Thomas Edwards Gallagher, Gerald Alfred Gaddy, Annie L Foster, Leah Foster Whitacre, Julie Alliot, Rowan Damia Ford, Kathy Fiscus, Mary Ruth Davis, Ettie E. Davis, Joan Angela D'Alessandro, Tessara Kate “Tessa” Crespi, Samantha Joy “Sammie” Crespi, Nina Craigmiles, Lacy Cheyenne Cook, Eleanor Emily Cook, Edward Parsons Cook, Dakoda James Clapper, Nevaeh Amyah Buchanan, Hayley Renae Reasor Briggs, Noelle Elizabeth Braun, Skylar Mark Brady, Edna Louise Blank, Celeste Elizabeth Berg, Teri Earlene Bender, Katherine Marie “Kathy” Beets, Barbara Ann Barnes, Bessie Barker, Baylee Almon, Marivel Mercedez Alvarez, Jessica Anders, Elli Grace Perez-Speer, Adilynn Holmes Speer, Anniston Noel Speer, Ciara Nicole Floyd, Nelani Ciara Koefer, Jade Nicole Simmons, Elizabeth Ann Byrd, Story Wren Worth, Abigail Elizabeth “Abby” Fedosoff, Kezia Mason, Isabella Sara “Bella” Tennant, Avery Lana Linda Brown, Sadako Sasaki, Sarah McKayla Brooks, Jessica Scatterson,Jessica Marie Bock, Layla Salazar, Emma Catherine Grace Thompson,

[sagescented]

However, to each [their] own […] What matters is that anyone who wants to follow the Wiccan path but cannot get in touch with an established coven, now has two valid Wiccan traditions open to [them] in published form[: 'Witchcraft for Tomorrow' by Doreen Valiente, and Raymond Buckland's 'The Tree: The Complete Book of Saxon Witchcraft']. What [they] make of them depends on [their] own sincerity and determination- but that would be equally true if [they] joined an established coven in the normal way.

From A Witches' Bible: The Complete Witches' Handbook, published 1996; Stewart and Janet Farrar (My Review Here) (My Ko-Fi Here)

* By the time this was written NeoWicca had technically been solidified via Cunningham's works. And so it should be noted that there are / were actually three "valid Wiccan traditions open to [them] in published form" instead of two. However, Buckland's traditions mentioned (Seax Wicca) is a Transitional Wiccan tradition- not a Traditional Wiccan or NeoWiccan tradition; I'm unsure what Valiente's would be considered (though I lean towards Transitional, there, also).