#magichotline

[wclfwiife]

magichotline replied to your post:there is a @magichotline on my dash and my heart...

hi bby! YOU CAN ALWAYS LOVE ME!

YAAASSSSSSS

[staysaliive]

@magichotline​

    “Would ya look at that. She LIVES.” wheretheHELLhaveyoubeenyounglady

[planetula-blog]

           alam catches a slight glimpse of her around the corner, a girl all too familiar to his eye. ❛ bonnie! ❜ comes his voice, a rare smile on his mouth as he approaches. ❛ you still down for working on that short film of mine after classes today? ❜

          ☆ || @magichotline for the boca raton high verse !

[killerwarlock]

@magichotline

He waited for the opportune moment, for the door to swing inward and open, for her to walk further into what she believed was the private sanctuary and abode of her room before he dropped the cloak on himself. Then he instantly started running off at the mouth from his perch on her bed, back resting against the pillows and both of his hands occupied with holding onto the teddy bear he found. ❝You know, for a house full of witches I sure would have never been able to guess.❞ A smile angled along the line of his lips as Kai glanced down at the stuffed animal situated on top of his lap, giving its limbs a playful tug back and forth. ❝I mean, no wards, no barriers, no protective spells to help keep intruders out? Jeez... It’s almost like your Coven wants strangers like me to waltz on in to do as we please. But that kind of carelessness is definitely going to get you all into trouble someday.❞ Chuckles loosened from vocal chords, throaty and resonating low in quality. ❝Lucky for you it’s only me, huh?❞

[outforclosure-blog]

A struggle between life and death. A fight to keep breathing and stay upon the only thing he knew to be true, Earth. There was a heavy sensation inside his body, almost as if someone had filled him with sand. The simple movements to life his body felt impossible but he was a fighter. Had been one since he was a child and he would continue to be one. He knew what his end goal on this planet was. This wasn’t how it was suppose  to work out. He had thrown protocol out the window when he left SHIELD but this wasn’t suppose to happen. If anyone was suppose to die upon this barren waste land and left to fade away in the changing sands, it was Coulson. Funny how fate seemed to have a different plan for him. Anger. Vengeance. Pain. They swallowed him. Drowning him like a rushing river. Holding him under until the last breathe passes his parted lips. Crushing weight upon his chest. A pierce to his heart and the end had found Grant Ward cradled in his hands. This wasn’t the closure he had been looking for. This wasn’t the end he had foreseen.

So that struggle continues. Even after the feeling of the heaviness evaporated. Even after his eyelids blinked open and his body moved upon it’s own instinct. Or so he thought. The gap between him and that fateful portal was closed in a matter of heartbeats. Long breathes passed his lips as if time was moving slowly inside his mind but to his eyes, images passed by as if someone had pressed fast forward upon a movie they no longer wanted to watch in it’s entirety. Was he wavering? Was that that fine line between life and death? His chest no longer felt as if it was fragmented into pieces inside his body. Breathes no longer felt like lifting heavy weights in the gym. Was he alive? Or was this a dream? He struggles then, this time not to live or to give in to death’s warm embrace, but to move his body. To take control of the life he’s created for himself but he’s got no such luck. Anger. It was the first emotion to take hold of him as Gideon comes into view. Anger mixed with frustration. He should have foreseen such an end to his fate. He tries to speak but his angry words are replaced with that of another’s. He felt like a ghost inside a shell of a body. He was not in control. Spoken words confused him for a moment of a beat that passes in time but then he places the pieces together. The plan had worked. Just not how he had foreseen it coming. No. Grant Ward had died on that planet. He had been crushed under the fake hand of Phil Coulson. His closure had come to an end that he did not see happening. He was no longer himself, he was Death. This was not the end he had foreseen.

[electricalsshocks-blog]

Eyes are trained on the door and he’s half tempted to turn on his heels and head the opposite direction down the street, back to where he had come from and hop on the next bus out of town but he had promised himself that he’d stay. At least for the night. He needed an actual bed to sleep in and not a bus seat for four hours to lord knew where next. His life was a current whirlwind but if there was one thing he wouldn’t do, that’d be give up. He wasn’t a quitter. If anything, he was the exact opposite and that was why he pushed himself forward. Why he opened the door and allowed the scents to attack him as an onslaught. The smells of cigarette smoke, alcohol of all types and even the different flavors of perfume along with hints of certain bar foods filled his nostrils and he’s taken back. A memory of unbidden desire wafts into his mind and it takes almost everything in his system to fight the pictures that threaten to take over his vision. Instead he heads to an empty bar stool, his bag still slung over one shoulder, his gaze giving away the fact that he probably hasn’t had a good night’s sleep in weeks but he’s still going. He motions for a drink. He doesn’t care if it’s water or soda, as long as alcohol isn’t in the mix as he finally takes in the bar for what it’s worth and the girl that’s sitting beside him. “It’d be the nice thing to do to say hi, right? So, uh, hi.”

[bonneibennett]

any way i could request bon and that dress appreciation? it's one of the only good things in this episode...

Here you are, my dear!

[portectorisms-a]

"Don’t you dare stop.“

Sentence Meme [ smut & innuendo version ]Status: Accepting.

There’s a smirk on his lips, his gaze is layered  with lust,looking up along her beautiful body, drinking her in aslips caress the soft skin of her inner thighs.  He alwayshad loved teasing her but it was his words that were hisdriving force to continue his assault of kissing caresses.However he pauses at her words, his gaze never leavingher, his hands opening her legs a bit more. “Oh, I didn’t plan on it. Not until you’re screaming my name.”

[wclfwiife]

there is a @magichotline on my dash and my heart just asploded 

[hedoniiisticarchive-blog]

❝Oh dear me. Had I known you were coming over, I would have made myself...decent. Of course, you could have always tried knocking first.❞ 

[moderndayxesme]

magichotline replied to your post “not going to lie i will be forever bitter about stelena. ”

me everyday

and this is among the many reasons why we’re friends.

[killerwarlock]

❝Mm. Well doesn’t this bring back memories.❞

[outforclosure-blog]

How long had it been since he heard of this woman? This inhuman that was being spread through his ranks. The woman that was known as witch and nothing more. Call it curiosity, since really, that was what it was. That emotion, that lull of trying to figuring out his target. It was one of many things that that he strived for whilst on the field and one of many things that hadn’t left since he had taken over Hydra. He’s got a small smirk upon soft lips as he acquires the number of this witch he’s been searching for. Tracking her location would’ve been easier if he...no, he had his own resources. His own team. He didn’t need anyone else that was from that side. So that’s where he goes. He follows the trail he’s been given to her destination, a college of all places and he sits outside, awaiting for her to walk by and when she does, he stands and falls into step behind her before bumping her shoulder.

“Oh, my bad. I didn’t see you.”

[malachxi-blog]

OMG WHY YOU GOTTA BE SOOOO RUDE? DON'T YOU KNOW I'M A WITCH TOOOOOO. WHY YOU GOTTA BE SOOO RUDE? RANIIII. -TACKLES-

*swiftly evades* *re-does kai’s stabbing act on bonnie* CAUSE BABY NOW WE GOT BAAAAAAAD BLOOD YOU KNOW IT USED TO BE MAD LOVE SO TAKE A LOOK WHAT YOU’VE DOOONE

[ofreaperisms-blog]

magichotline​

    He’s sitting at her kitchen table, Chinese take-out on the table and his back turned     towards Bonnie. They’ve met before when she died saving Jeremy, he had been     standing at the cave, watching her but letting her spirit wander. The second time she     had met him is when Qetsiyah had made her the anchor, his face female at that time.      The third time was when the other side was finally tearing itself apart, he looked different     again. Smaller, like an Asian boy. This time he had chosen the form she first would     have first met him in. Popping a piece of orange chicken in his mouth he glanced back     at Bonnie, blue eyes staring at her for a moment before he turns his attention back to     the food.

    ❝ I took the liberty of ordering your favorite as well. Glad to see you finally out of     Malachai’s prison. He gets a little annoying after twenty years. Sit Bonnie, you might     as well eat something today. ❞

    He twist a hand and the shadows pull out a chair for her to sit. Although he leaves     the option open for her to sit or stand, it doesn’t stop him from continuing to eat.

[portectorisms-a]

talk about me. xoxo

SEND ME A URL AND I WILL TELL YOU WHAT I THINK OF THEM !!Status: Accepting.

YOU. I LOVE YOU.  Obviously. I mean, you’re my best friend. We’ve known each other for what? 13-14 years now? You’re such an amazing person.