#witchsickness

[chrisbitchtree]

Billy’s hungry. His body is an empty pit that can’t be filled, no matter how hard he tries. It keeps him up at night, his heart beating fast, his mind racing with wants and needs, dreams and desires. It would be easy enough if all he needed were some burgers and shakes, a piece of cherry pie, or his favourite meal, spaghetti with tuna and peas.

It’s never been that easy though, because Billy’s hunger isn’t one that can be so easily satiated. A soft kiss placed on the top of his head as his mother tucked him in at night, the California sun on his shoulders and warm sand between his toes, his grandmother’s warm chocolate chip cookies, fresh from the oven, the ones that never tasted the same when he tried to make them, rushing to get them out of the oven before Neil came home and found him wrapped in the frilly pink apron he rescued from the trash when his mom left, the solid feeling of a boy’s arms wrapped around him holding him close. These were the things Billy hungered for, even fully aware that all of these things were solidly out of his reach, either forever or for now.

The longer Billy spends in the desolate wasteland that is Indiana, the more he’s convinced that the hunger is going to consume him whole, tear him apart from the inside out, leaving a hallow shell where a happy, fun loving boy used to be, but he has no way to feed it.

That is until Steve Harrington appears one night at the quarry, holding up beers like a beacon in the darkness, and the hunger starts to ebb. Billy can feel it, that night, and all the nights that follow, hunger satiated by finger tip touches during the passing of shared cigarettes, legs pressing closer as nights progress, hands growing bold under the inky black sky, wandering first over denim, then under it, feeling safe under a blanket of stars, lips pressing and lingering; teeth nipping, marking their place for the next time they meet.

Steve can’t bring back Billy’s mom, and he can’t recreate those delicious chocolate chip cookies, try as he might, hair hanging in his eyes as he carefully reads the recipe card faded with time. He can’t give Billy everything he wants in the world, no one can, Billy knows he has to accept that. But Steve can give him a hand to hold, a shoulder to cry on, someone to hold as Billy whispers his deepest desires to the moon, a driving companion as he makes the long journey home, to the sand, the sun, the surf, the life he unwillingly put on hold so long ago.

No longer are the nights filled with ravenous hunger when he has someone right there in the bed next to him, someone make him laugh and smile, someone to make him feel safe and secure, someone to love, someone to take on life with.

In Billy’s experience, good things don’t last, but maybe this time things will be different. He sure as hell hopes so.

[catabibaz0n]

MORE SAD ROBOTS.

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Lyrics are from the song Witchsickness by Johanna Warren

[keanureves]

some books i want to read in 2025! tagged by @sirgawin, thank you!!! ~ tagging @herectic @bulgakov @antigonies @witchsickness @crucefix @riccis @seurate ~

[bookscoffee]

some books I want to read in 2025 📚 ☕️

tagged by @witchsickness

tagging: @cozybytheseaside @n0vels @maggiefaye @cafeaulaid @lllinens (sorry if you’ve already done this lol).

[karliahs]

okay while we are all musicposting, here are my actual fave songs I started listening to this year, on an approximate scale from more gentle slow vibes to faster stuff:

and here is my actual wrapped:

[all-or-nothing-baby]

WHO WOULD YOU BE IN A HORROR MOVIE?

i was tagged by @racheld93—thanks mate, this was fun!

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HOW TO PLAY:

1. create your look

2. discover your role

...then post your results!

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tagging, play or nay, the same folks i just tagged in another game bc i have no spoons left lol: @shealynn88 @sharkfish @novemberhush @greyhavenisback @poebin @jmeelee @raisesomehale @rajalagang @ohhalefire @halinski @kikiroo @lovebillyhargrove @harrgrove @slytherkins @witchsickness @ltleflrt @wellwaterhysteria @deklo @ash-mcj @chasingcastiel @gabedemon absolutely anybody else who wants to do the thing!

[teethinmymilk]

no one asked but here’s my durgetash playlist anyways. i put my blood sweat and tears into this playlist and yes i am insufferable about it, thank you for noticing.

the songs that make me most insane are witchsickness by johanna warren, I WHO BEND THE TALL GRASSES by lingua ignota, and bedroom hymns by f+tm (in case you were wondering)

[dryaddean]

i wasn’t ready for this path its power or its pain (witchsickness by johanna warren) godstiel x dean winchester

[teencopandthesourwolf]

LAST LINE TAG GAME

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thanks for my tags @greyhavenisback and @poebin <3 (i know you both tagged my main @all-or-nothing-baby but my wip is a sterek fic so i'm posting this here xp)

If Derek was Stiles's computer, he'd be the spinning wheel of death.

tagging, play or nay: (i'm super brain foggy rn and can't seem to think of who is currently writing??) @shealynn88 @sharkfish @petrichoravellichor @rauko-is-a-free-elf @novemberhush @verobatto @ltleflrt @catboynecromancy @stevewhoreington @witchsickness @lovebillyhargrove @chrisbitchtree @passivenovember @weird-an @fogsy-ficrec @samstree @ash-mcj @valleydean @gorgeousgreymatter-x @isthatbloodonhisshirt @eusuntgratie @evanesdust @jmeelee @innaz @nutellarghh @rajalagang @ohhalefire @halinski @blue-eyedbeta @outtoshatter

[passivenovember]

Last Line Game

Tagged by: @teencopandthesourwolf thank you!

All of my last lines don't make sense without context, so I'm gonna cheat. Here's something from a WIP that will never see the light of day!

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As soon as Steve pulls out, Billy feels something in himself snap, crack, and give way. 

Steve’s zipper is a shotgun blast.

The breath he takes, shaky as a newborn deer, is fresh earth shoveled over them suffocating the moment. Steve says, “If you tell anyone about this–” As if he can hear the thoughts that race through Billy’s head when he lies awake at night, two seconds from snatching his keys off the stand and twisting his Camaro around the base of an oak tree to make the feeling go away–

“If you tell anyone,” Steve tries again like he knows. He hears the yearn of Billy’s car engine all the way across town. He tastes the feeling on his own tongue but it but doesn’t believe it. Not really. “I swear to God–” 

“I want to wake up tomorrow,” Billy says. 

It’s hollow. 

Something in it makes Steve clear his throat. His fingers close around Billy’s arm, gentle as clinging vines, until Billy can see the storm on his face. “I was gonna say if you tell anyone about this,” Steve says softly, “We’ll have to run.”

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tagging (if you fancy): @chrisbitchtree @witchsickness

[mothmute]

1,3,4,5,11,12 & 13?? happy halloween! 🍁🎃🍂 :^))

hey, thanks!

1. selfie

actually I'm not really comfortable posting selfies here for a variety of reasons, sorry— nothing personal, thank you for understanding!

3. do you miss anyone?

There was a mutual I booped (and was booped by) a lot back in april who I've been missing a lot the past couple days, but they haven't been active in months and I don't have any other way of contacting them

4. what are you looking forward to?

Plans to watch Over the Garden Wall with some friends next week! 🎃

5. is there anyone who can always make you smile?

A few people! I love my friends very much 💛

11. are you listening to music right now?

not literally right this second, but I've currently got Witchsickness by Johanna Warren in my head

12. what is something you want right now?

... good question! wishing I could find the words for all my wants, instead of these nebulous voids

13. how do you feel right now?

a little sick from over-indulging in halloween candy, oops

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thanks again for asking! :)

[sky-kiss]

What would your Dark Urge consider to be their greatest skill? Is this accurate?

What are 2-3 songs that your Dark Urge would relate to?

What are your Dark Urge’s intentions/goals after the end of the game?

What would your Dark Urge consider to be their greatest skill? Is this accurate?

Joi would probably argue it’s her ability to influence people. Leading the cult of Bhaal, leading the group, doing all the post canon fanfic nonsense. She has psycho charisma. She has the himbo sorceress build. But she genuinely just knows how to listen to people and use that to forward her agenda. 

And she’s very good at it. On the Prime Material. Once we start moving into the Hells, she’s out of her element. The other players are centuries or millennia older and have equally high charisma, mixed with experience and significantly higher wisdom and intelligence. After that, she needs to rely on additional skills. 

What are 2-3 songs that your Dark Urge would relate to?

Allow me to consult my Spotify. I’ll slam some lyrics in, too. 

Killer & a Queen: Stella Katsoudas

I was a killer and a queen, my father made me a machine

I didn't know what I was doing

My mind was not my own and I was more than what he told me

So many lies so I would despise you

I'm running and I was proud and I wore it like a crown

I called you a coward, and war was my vow

Witchsickness: Johanna Warren

It's a lot of light to try to bear on your own

And there's a lot of sleepless nights you just stay awake shaking all alone

But all my supernatural symptoms seem to fade away

The second I remember I am the God to which I pray

Fighting in the Car- Joe P

The inmate loves the prison guard

The one who feeds him through the bars

No light could ever reach his cell

No day or night

No one can tell

So he paints the ceiling full of stars

What are your Dark Urge’s intentions/goals after the end of the game?

After the canon game, she retires with Shadowheart and Shadow’s family. They have a farm with way too many animals. They make wine. They’re horrible wine-wives and everything is pretty alright. The intention is just…to live a normal life. I headcanon that Bhaal’s murder urges are never truly removed, so she’s contending with resisting those urges and trying to make something out of herself. It’s a few decades of peace before fanfiction chaos sets in. 

Maybe they go adventuring every once in a while. They adopt Bing-Bong. It is saccharine garbage.

[catabibaz0n]

Not so sad robots… THANK YOU FOR READING!!

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Lyrics are from the song Witchsickness by Johanna Warren

Chapter 2 : void

[thedragonagelesbian]

witchsickness really is The yiseeril song for meeeeeeeeeeee

[lazybakerart]

tagged by @rcmclachlan <3 <3 <3 <3!!!!!

Rules: Add 10 gifs from your favorite shows and tag 10 people.

tagging: @ariesbilly @weird-an @ihni @kirkaut @withoneheadlight @beefcakekinard @dirtbagdefender @witchsickness @half-oz-eddie @dragonflylady77

(under the cut since its long)))

30 Rock

Detroiters

Hannibal

Work in Progress

Yu Yu Hakusho

Patriot

Mr. Robot

Legion

Interview with the Vampire

Portlandia

The Expanse

The Leftovers

The Venture Bros.

[prettyboy-like-you]

LAST LINE TAG GAME

IN A NEW POST, SHOW THE LAST LINE(s) YOU WROTE AND TAG AS MANY PEOPLE AS THERE ARE WORDS.

my creative gene is still away at war... but i pinkie swear promise i'm trying my very best to carry on with the next part of my harringrove series 🍒 cherry bomb 🍒 it's just going incredibly s l o w l y

thanks sm for my tag @harrgrove! <3

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Steve takes a breath, licks at tacky lips and runs a hand through his bangs again. Feels a little floaty. Wonders if he should have smoked that second stogie afterall. Wishes he'd pre-rolled another.

"Sooooo. Wanna get high?"

Billy lowers his head, looking over the top of his aviators. "How 'bout higher than the heavens, Harrington?"

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tagging, play or nay: @stevewhoreington @witchsickness @passivenovember @aeon-of-neon @chrisbitchtree @grey-sides and anybody else who wants to do the thing, consider yourself tagged!