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khaire-traveler · 1 year

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Baneful Magic Masterpost

***I understand that cursing is a controversial topic for some people. I don't believe in the threefold's law or whatnot, so such things aren't a concern for me. I do, however, advise you to only curse someone who truly deserves it. Curses are meant to be permanent and difficult to break, while hexes aren't nearly as potent. Do with that knowledge what you will. Intense spells will be marked with "***".***

Curses (long-term, usually permanent)

"Supernatural Soul Eater" curse***

"Gentle Curse" curse

"Hekatean Witchcraft Curse" curse

"From This Pain, I Will Rise" curse

"Blood Rain" tied with protection↓***

"Curse For Protection" tied with blood rain↑***

"Drown In Your Horrors" curse

"To Sink A Sailor" curse

"Curses For Empathy" curse

"My Pain To Yours" curse

"Beauty & The Beast" curse

"Your Joy Will Turn To Ashes" curse***

"Your True Nature Revealed" curse

"Releasing The Hounds" curse***

"The Curse Of Arrows" curse

"Lollipop Curse" curse

"Anon Hate" curse

"Sickness Killer" curse (DOES NOT REPLACE MEDICAL HELP)

"A Bellyful Of Stones" curse

"Bind & Break" curse***

"Forget Me Not" curse

"Did You Miss Me?" curse***

"Dragon Fire" curse

"Red Heart" curse

"Headless Horseman" curse

"Only A Memory" curse

"Hurricane Curse" curse***

"Let Loose Your Crimson Arrow" curse

"Hypnotic Flame" curse

"Drown In Your Guilt" curse***

"Stomp Out The Bastard" curse

"Duress" curse

"Essence Extraction" curse

"Red In Your Ledger" curse

"Sin Collector" curse

"The Ferryman's Curse" curse

"An Ancient Greek Curse" curse

"Knitting Curse" curse

Hexes (short-term, usually temporary)

"The Seven Stings" hex

"The Lemon Hex" hex

"Coffin Hex" hex***

"Curse Alternative" hex

"Hex Bramble" hex

"Black-Out" hex

"Burse Your Bubble" hex

"Year Long" hex***

"Ants Nest" hex

"By All Means, Panty Away" hex

"Hazy Smog" hex

"Hexing In A Pinch" hex

"Hexball" hex

"Revenge On Cheaters" hex

"Frostburn" hex

"Mess With A Witch" hex***

"Bring About Consequences" hex

"Riddle Of Lightning" hex

Jars, Charms, & Pouches

"Jar Of Consequences" jar hex

"Feel The Pain You've Caused Me" sigil

"To Banish & Bind: For Abusers" jar curse

"Wither & Rot" jar curse***

"Your Hatred Is Your Own" jar curse

"Revenge Curse Cage" jar curse***

"Box Of Terror" box curse***

"Catcall Hex Stone" hex charm

"Begone Neighbors" jar hex

"All Purpose Curse Powder" curse powder

Removals, Reversals, & Protection

"Curse Removal & Reversal" removal, reversal

"The Healing Pool: Cursebreaker" removal

"Mild & Spicy Cursebreaker Powders" removal

"To Stop Someone From Casting On You" prevention

"Return To Sender Spells" reversal

"Curse Removing Wash" removal

"To Reverse A Spell" reversal

"Curse Removal/Protection" removal, prevention

"Decoy For Protection Purposes" prevention

"Protection From Curses" prevention

"Curse Decoy" prevention

"Substitute Spell" prevention

"Witch Bottle" prevention

"Blackthorn Reversing Spell" reversal

"Break A Curse Candle Spell" removal

"Curse-breaking, Purifying, Protective Witch Jar" prevention, removal

"To Destroy A Curse" removal

"Hex & Curse-breaking" removal

"Hex-breaker Candle" removal

Information

"Curses vs. Hexes: What's The Difference?" info

"So You Think You've Been Cursed" info

"Object Cursing" info

"Jinxes, Hexes, & Curses" info & spells

"Lessons Learnt From A Hex" info

"Curse Correspondences" info

"Cursing101" info

"So You Just Did A Big Curse...Now What?" info

"Foxen's List Of Baneful Ingredients" info

"Nasty Shit To Put In Curse Jars" info

"Something To Consider Before You Curse" info

"Taglocks" info

#curses #curses and hexes #hexes #jinxes #witchcraft #spells #witchblr #masterpost #baneful magic

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esoteric-chaos · 3 months

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What is Banishing? The How-Tos and Methods

Banishing is a direct form of expelling energy or spirit from your space. Used to get rid of a specific energy, spirit, or person. Can even be used to banish a bad habit if you really wanted to. It is a strong form of defensive magic versus cleansing which is more of a brush out the door. Banishing is you picking whatever up by the scruff like a wet cat and throwing it out the window.

You can incorporate cleansing and banishing methods together. Make it spicy, get the job done in one go.

Here are some banishing methods that are within my grimoire.

Spiritual

Smoke - Burning Dragons Blood, Frankincense, Hyssop, Rue, Cedar, Juniper, Blackberry Leaves and Pine are great herbs to burn for banishing and purification. You can also make a herbal spray as well.

Candles - Banish from your space using corresponding banishing candle colours like Black.

Herbs - Can be made into satchels, jars, sprays, spellwork and other items for banishing.

Sigils - Create a banishing sigil for your space, self or working.

Powders - Powders like GTFO powder are great examples for banishing's

Witches bells - Witches bells hang on your doorknob or on your door (inside the home) for protection and banishing. When someone comes into the home it rings, banishing negative energy.

Spells - Return to sender, uncrossings and freezer spells are good examples of banishings. Write the target's name on a black candle with intention, dress with corresponding oils, and write a petition to place under the candle to effectively banish them from your space/life.

Energy - Visualize a powerful bubble of protective light of any colour. Visualize it pushing out of your chest and visualize it burning up the energy and pushing it out of your space. Can be energy-taxing so please drink some water and eat a snack.

Black salt - Salt (I use sea) mixed with charcoal, eggshell powder and protective & purifying herbs. Used in warding, banishing and protection. Please be careful around pets with salt as they can get sick if eaten.

Physical

Baths/showers - Submerging yourself in water with banishing herbs and oils. You can also shower with banishing herbal soaps and hang a mesh satchel with purifying herbs over your shower head.

Physical - Literally taking pots and pans, screaming to get out of your house. Both annoying to the neighbors and effective for spirits.

Vocal - Prayer to deity/ancestors/guides/etc for assistance. Prayer from a holy book. Incantations are normally followed by another action like ringing bells.

Feel free to place your banishing methods below!

Looking for all of my posts in one place? Check out the Masterpost

#witchcraft #witch #electic witch #witchblr #banishing spell #banishing #beginner witch #protection magic #protection

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poisonnxkki · 2 years

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Protection Magic & Baneful Protections⚡️

What are Baneful Protections?

Baneful protections can be considered both a form of baneful magic and a form of protection magic. When beginning baneful work, this is usually what I recommend starting with. Baneful protections are protection spells that produce some sort of consequence when energy hits it. This can be done without the use of physical taglocks (like names or dates of birth) because energy is able to act like a taglock. For example, some of the baneful protections I have set up will reflect any energy that hits it back to its source while others trap that energy instead (so it can be used later on).

It is very important that even though you are protecting yourself, you aren't accidentally tethering the energy to you. In my first baneful protection, I used my saliva to tether the protection to me but instead I tethered all the negative energy the spell had trapped to me and had a horrible case of bad luck for weeks before I realized what I had done. As a rule of thumb i personally don’t include any personal taglocks in baneful protections and always make sure to include a petition that details my exact intent for the spell.

When to use Baneful Protections:

Baneful protections can be used instead of or in conjunction with other forms of protection (see my blog posts for more information on alternative forms of protection magic). I personally didn't have any baneful protections before I was hexed (for the first time) and now I have some just as a precautionary measure. Baneful protections are most beneficial (in my opinion) if you are surrounded by a lot of negative energy or work in an environment that is mentally draining. These protections can help combat the toll that it takes and prevent much of that energy from staying with you for an extended period of time.

It is really up to you whether or not you choose to incorporate baneful protections into your practice. It is worth it to note that this spell work is considered baneful magic, so those who believe in "doing no harm" may choose to forgo this and stick to regular protections instead. Whatever you choose, be sure to do your own research before attempting any new forms of spell work.

Return-to-Sender Spells:

Mirrors- mirrors have the ability to reflect an image so they are also able to reflect energy. Putting up a mirror on your altar or incorporating a piece of a mirror into a spell is very effective at returning energy to its source.

Burning the bottom of a candle- this is a common one and it is also my preferred method at returning energy. The way I do it is by burning the top of the candle like normal and visualizing the energy that you wish to return. Once the candle is flat, I will flip it upside down and light the other end of the wick, symbolizing the return of that energy to its source. This can be done many different ways so check out what other practitioners do to come up with your own method.

Petitions- petitioning is a really great tool that I utilize in most of my spell work because it is an effective way at manifesting a specific intent. It helps if you know the name of the person who sent you the energy for this method but it is not necessary. As long as you have a clear intention and some return-to-sender oil you can make an effective spell.

Running water or rivers- running water has been viewed as being able to carry energy from place to place so it is possible to use it to return energy to its source. In the shower, you can imagine the energy running off of you, down the drain and back to the person who sent it. Another method is throwing your petition into a river and having the river carry it back to its source. (This method also works with a toilet if you are feeling especially feisty!)

*All images are from Pinterest*

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thejournallo · 3 months

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Explain the basic: Spells, Hexes and Curses

As always, I will love to hear your thoughts! and if you have any questions, I will be more than happy to answer them! If you liked it, leave a comment or reblog (that is always appreciated!). if you are intrested in more method check the masterlist!

Discleimer: Don't start your journey as a witch by doing spells without knowing how to protect yourself.

It's important to note that the concept of spells, hexes, and curses can vary widely among practitioners. Some may follow positive and ethical paths, while others may engage in practices that involve more negative or harmful energies. Here's a general overview:

Spells:

Spells are rituals or actions performed with the intention of bringing about a specific result or change.

They can be categorized as positive (such as healing or protection spells) or negative (such as banishing or binding spells).

Spellwork often involves the use of herbs, crystals, candles, symbols, and spoken words to channel energy and focus intent.

Hexes:

A hex is typically considered a negative spell with the intent to cause harm or misfortune to the target.

Hexes are believed to work by manipulating energy to bring about negative consequences.

It's important to note that many practitioners follow the Wiccan Rede, which encourages the use of magic for positive purposes and advises against causing harm.

Curses:

Curses are similar to hexes but may be more severe or long-lasting.

They are often intended to bring about significant harm or suffering to the person targeted.

Some practitioners believe in the concept of the "Rule of Three," which suggests that any energy or intent sent out into the world, whether positive or negative, will return to the sender threefold.

I do follow the rule of three because everything comes back to you; as you sow so you shall reap. So be careful with any spell (or hexes or curses) because it may come back to you!

It's also important to approach the subject with respect and cultural sensitivity, as different traditions and individuals may have varying beliefs and practices. As with any belief system, there are diverse perspectives within the witchcraft community, and not all practitioners engage in hexes or curses.

what to do before you start a spell?

I will explain step-by-step how I prepare before any spell.

I clense my space.

I protect myself with a symbol or by praying to a god, which means that I am dedicating that spell to the specific god or asking for protection and guidance during the spell.

I prepare everything I need and clense it with smoke one by one.

The first thing I did was light up a white candle to keep track of the spell with the flame (I will do another post where I explain better how to read flames).

then I proceed to do my spell.

some other posts of basic things you should know before a spell:

healing, protecting, and grounding.

shielding and banishing

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windvexer · 4 months

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hey chicken! do you have any tips on crafting a good return to sender spell? this is my first time doing one and i am completely lost

Hello Anon,

A classic remedy is to carve out the bottom end of a taper candle so that the wick is exposed, and then burn this candle upside-down. A suitable holder can be obtained by burying the former top of the candle in a deep dish of salt or dried rice, of course keeping it supervised at all times.

This candle is best dressed with very aggressive Allies, either applied directly to the wax, or gifted to the spirit of the spell and placed around the candle.

In a "return to sender" spell we might consider allies of a deeply protective and aggressive nature, the sort of powers that drive away the enemy unto the ends of the earth.

These powers might beneficially include rust, perhaps suspended in water for easy application, or rusty nails or sharp metal things arranged near the candle; basil; cloves; any variety of hot pepper (***best arranged near the candle; burning them can trigger asthma or other problems***); hematite; red stones; associates of Mars (the planet, or the god, whichever you feel best calling in times of need).

All allies, including the flame of the candle itself, should be spoken to in a flattering and courteous manner. Each of them should be asked to apply its specific talents to chase the unwanted spell away, hounding it until it returns to whomever sent it, or if that person cannot be found, to chase it so far away that it can never return.

As a matter of targeting, especially go to lengths to describe why you think there is a spell against you or your client, any symptoms you suspect are related, and other relevant details that can pinpoint the spell.

Light the candle and burn it down.

Prayers of protection against evil are especially well-employed.

In cases of serious concern, multiple spells may be cast:

A general reversal or clearing-away of all opposing forces,

A specific reversal (as described above) of the worrisome spell,

A general protection against all ill-influence or poor conditions,

A specific protection against the effects of the worrisome spell and witches in particular

In cases where candle-burning is not possible, consider the symbolism of a candle burned "backwards," and how such symbolism could be applied to other physical components.

A witch hard-pressed for representations of reversal may have to settle for a spell to be bound, destroyed, frozen, or otherwise rendered harmless. Consider the utility of tying up a spell into a braid or a knot, trapping it within; the threads then buried, thrown away, dissolved in corrosive chemicals, etc.

I never recommend spells which are done only mentally, and I double never recommend them in cases where you fear enemy action. So: select some physical thing to be the "body" of your spell, and deal with it physically; in doing this, you exact powerful change.

Prayers to benevolent and protective powers, or at the very least powers who favor witches, are well served at this time.

General offerings of kinship to the spirits of the house and the land are recommended in all cases of potential enemy action.

All home wards and protective amulets are best fed, or created if they don't exist.

If effects of the unwanted spell appear to linger, no need to discount your reversal efforts, but you still may need to perform magical healing and uncrossing to soothe the roiled waters.

Perform divination as desired to help build spells and determine their outcome, but at all turns avoid paranoia that may advise great harm is upon you and your own actions are in vain. From time to time, divination does more harm than good.

#answered

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witch--tips · 3 months

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📝 WITCH TIP 📝

This is something to make when you’re bored/want to do something witchy, and also for whenever you are again in the future.

Make a list on a physical piece of paper (or print it out after). On that list—and feel free to make it LONG, and also know that you can add onto it again whenever—include everything witchy youve ever wanted to do, “chores” that are part of your craft, things you like to do that are even just vaguely related to witchcraft and your practice, types of magic youve never tried out or want to improve on, etc. Big, daunting things and small, minuscule, two-second things. Make a huge list.

Cut out every individual bullet point in that list. Fold them all up, put them in a jar (heres a good use for any of those old candle containers or spell jars), and whenever youre feeling bored or want to do something witchy, pull out one of those pieces of paper. Feel free to re-pull if you don’t like the one you got. Then, do it. You can throw the paper out when you’re done or put it back in the jar whenever you want.

You could also do the same thing online using one of those spin the wheel websites too. Since this is all left up to chance, you may also ask a deity or spirit or the universe or whatever beforehand to make sure you get the most relevant/helpful task.

Under the cut I’ll put some examples of things to put on your list, in case you want help!

Try bibliomancy

Find some nice rocks outside

Do a big cleansing

Make a return-to-sender ward

Water all your plants and have a conversation with them

Enchant your coat for extra warmth, comfort and protection

Paint your nails using color magic

Do a spell and somehow include your ceiling fan

Come up with an emoji spell

Ground yourself

Do a spell on your dishwasher so that everything that is cleaned in it is enchanted to make all the food it touches delicious

Jinx that pen Ronald is always annoyingly clicking

Enchant your pillows for good sleep and pleasant dreams

Leave an offering out for all nearby spirits. Just to be nice

Open a window

Close/ward your mirror

Clean your altar/room/sacred space

Do a giant ritual for someone. A deity, spirit, ancestors, Earth, or even yourself. A ritual about being grateful and happy, not even necessarily to accomplish anything aside from feeling good and/or saying “thanks”

Enchant your phone case for protection, both from breaking your phone and from thieves

Enchant your hairbrush for healthy and good looking hair

Enchant your glasses for clarity

Enchant your debit card for attracting money

Spin around, look up, and the first thing you see? Enchant it

Try cloud divination

Look up different types of knots and practice doing them for future knot magic

Make a decoy poppet for yourself (so unwanted/negative energies attack it instead of you) (remember to do wards so those energies can get in but can’t get out)

Shuffle your playlist and interpret the first song that comes up as a form of divination

Redo one of your wards more powerful than before

Clean out that old spell jar

Set out some water for SUN water

Watch a movie with a witch

Listen to the wind

Haphazardly fold a piece of paper many times, make random cuts into it, unfold it, and interpret the resulting form as a method of divination

Pet your pet

Do a self-confidence spell

Plan an outfit using color magic

Sew a sigil into a blanket

Get out a pendulum and talk to it

#i just did this and its kinda fun just coming up with stuff #makes me feel inspired #witch tips #spoonie witch #this isnt a groundbreaking idea or anything but ive been enjoying doing it now that i have TIME again! so thought id share :)

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lesserone · 1 year

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@seanchas inquired: “ sorry !! … i’m not really sorry. i actually don’t care. ” from b

❝ well in that case — i'm not sorry, either. ❞ NO SENSE SUGAR COATING IT, but it's not like he ever would've said he was sorry anyway. mello's not usually the type to feel remorse for shit, it's rare that he does. he's always been the one to laugh when someone gets hurt or made fun of, to be the one that makes others upset with the things he says. he does care that b's not sorry, he hates having his ego bruised, but he'll never admit that. ❝ глупая сука. ❞

#seanchas #❪ LIGHT MY CANDLES IN A DAZE CAUSE I FOUND GOD ❫ ( ic. )#❪ RETURN TO SENDER ❫ ( answered. )#( MELLO BE FUCKIN NICE #don't call him a stupid bitch tf )

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vanilla-cigarillos · 7 months

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Return To Sender Spell

This is a spell meant to return baneful magic to its caster, and prevent any future attempt.

Tools/Ingredients:

Black candle to represent the original caster

1(+) white candles to represent yourself, or anyone else who has been hit

Coarse salt

Black pepper

Sand (or dirt, or eggshell powder)

Ritual knife, or something to carve the candles

3 bay leaves

Ashes

Charged water

Bowls

Process:

Cleanse your working space, then cast a circle

Carve on the white candle your name/the names of all impacted. On the black candle, carve the name of the target (ONLY do so if you are 100% sure who sent it back, otherwise leave blank)

Place candles so that the names face themselves

Light the black candle, then the white(s)

Mix in a bowl, your salt, pepper, a pinch of ash, and three pinches of your sand/dirt/eggshell powder

Place the bay leaves between the candles, then add the bowl mix to form a circle around the leaves and candles

Speak aloud "Everything you wished for me will come back to you, may sand burn your eyes at every thought of me, may ash scar your throat at every mention of my name, so be it."

In another bowl, mix ashes with a few drops of charged water and draw your chosen protection sigil on your forehead with it

Let the candles burn, and discard the remnants the next day

Stay safe, lovely witches

#witch #witchcraft #baneful magic #protection magic #return to sender #witchy #green witch #kitchen witch

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starillusion13 · 10 months

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Bambi

Pairing: Baekhyun x f! reader

Genre: Angst, Yandere, Dark Fantasy

Warnings: Stalking, possessiveness, restraining acts with chains, knife and blood, obsessive behaviors.

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*under the cut*

“I will be home soon.” Walking through the streets late at night is a relief to you to get some peace and air of comfort. The bell sounds brings your attention towards a house and suddenly a train moves past through the tracks alongside the road. You got startled and your wide eyes looks around to see if anybody noticed you in that situation.

No one is around you, you sigh in relief and went towards your home, putting the phone in your pocket.

A smile appears in shadows. A gloved hand adjusted the hat on top of head to hide the face properly. The shadowed figure whispered,

“My Bambi.”

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“Uh….”

Waking up in a dark room filled with the scents of different flowers; all of your favourite. The essence of these variety flowers is making your drowsy state more helpless. You can’t remember what happened to you before being in such a state.

“Help me…”

Rubbing your eyes, you realized that the room has dim light sources from the only candles placed on various light stands all around the room. You tried to sit up when you found yourself on a floor which is so shiny as if you are laying on a mirror because it can perfectly reflect your presence on it. Leaning sideways and balancing your weight on two hands, your attempt to sit on the floor is a success. Lifting up one of your hands to remove the hairs falling over your face to tug them behind your ears earned a groan of pain from you. Your hands feeling so heavy that caused your wrist to ache and then you found the cause for the happening. Hands are tied up in chains connected to the chains tying up your leg, the other end of the chain is getting dispersed into the dark corner of the room.

“Why am I tied with chains? Who even tied me up?”

Thinking hard to remember what happened to you in last moments.

Several memories popped up starting from morning when you found a letter and a bouquet at the front door like everyday. You were giggling to the sweet words and the praises written all over the letter, the sender ended the letter with a signature which can be read as BAMBI. You were sure it is from your boyfriend, the boy you are dating for last six months. Oh! He is such a sweetheart, his love for you is more than you have ever wanted from someone.

The memories flash forward to the evening when you were returning from a long day of work to your apartment to finally take rest. You were on a call with someone maybe your boyfriend when a figure with all in black came up to you suddenly. You didn’t hear anyone coming in that lonely road then how come this person is suddenly standing before you. Face was hidden due to the black panama hat and the extended hand towards you was covered with tight black leather gloves. The person was in all black attire maybe that was only possible for you to recognise because in that dark street with insufficient light to distinguish colors that was only how you could recognise it.

“What?....”

your head is aching with all these memories flashing on. Now the worst part is that you can’t remember what happen after that scene. You are trying hard to think, the headache causing you to close your eyes in pain. Your breathing is heavy and your whole body is paining. Your hands are not enough strong to keep your balance for any longer. No. You have to be strong, you need to figure out how to escape this place wherever you are and then you can think later about what could have possibly happened to you.

After three times of breathing practices, your panic settles down. Being in somewhat a little bit stable state, you looked around the place. The room is really dark, only the places where the candle lights can reach to is lit and visible, where the rest are mysteriously dark. You can feel that you are situated in the middle of a room, to your front there is a black curtain hanging from the ceiling covering the whole wall only leaving the sides for two very old vintage closets on either side to be palced. On your two sides, the walls have different kinds of hanging candle holders and various shelves and tables with things decorated on top of them which are barely visible. Turning your head to take a look of your back, its too dark that side and your chains are ending to that side.

You pulled the chains to see if the other end is fixed or not and to your dismay the action made loud jiggling sounds of the chains which echoed in the dark room.

“Haha…ha ha ha…” a laugh followed the sound of chains. Your eyes flash fear and a shiver run down your body on realizing that there is one more presence inside the room. So, all your actions till now were observed by someone and you didn’t know of it. This made you feel cautious and your hands automatically braced yourself and you pulled your knees inwards to your chest, sitting now facing the direction of the voice. The chains moving in a rhythm as if someone on the other side is playing with them. Heavy footsteps approaching you which made you close your eyes for not having the courage to face what is coming next.

Again, the person laughed, totally mocking your current state. You can hear a lot of chain sounds and ‘click’, something gets locked. The person’s voice is now much closer than before and so in the effect, your heart is racing too fast that it might burst out and cause an explosion then and there.

“Open your eyes my love.”

He is near you. Wait. He is totally in front of you, you can hear the footsteps stopped near you. The voice belongs to a man and your ears are blessed to hear such a smooth and honey like voice, even calling out for you. Slowly you parted your eyelids, revealing your glossy eyes to the man.

Is this real? Is this man real? The smile is so heavenly, no doubt that voice came out from these pretty lips. Oh no wait. This attire and the hat, your eyes scanning all over the figure in front of you and on realization you tried to scoot back. The chains didn’t help your attempt.

“Who are you?”

The man chuckled. Why is everything funny to this man? He has now sitter himself on his folded knees and one hand checking whether the chains are tied tightly or not, your eyes followed the chain and there is the other end locked in a hook on the wall. The other hand on his side seems like he is holding something.

“Why am I here?”

You are getting impatient to hear his explanation to keep you here like this even in this condition. He scoots near to you when his other hand revealed holding a shiny object. No no no. That’s a knife. Is he going to kill you?

“Are you going to kill me?” your voice is cracking in fear.

“My baby is so impatient.” He chuckled. The voice is so sweet and it can really hipnotis someone including you.

“I’m not your baby.”

He is literally keeping you like an animal who needs to be tamed and then also calling you with nicknames.

“You are being a bad girl again love.” Your eyes falling where he is playing with the knife, candle lights falling on the knife reflecting your fear in the room of mysterious dark.

“Stop with your names. Tell me who are you. Why am I here even tied up like this?” You are literally shouting at this point. Tears coming out in a flow and you are jerking your hands and legs to atleast get rid of those restraints.

“Oh. We can go slowly. One question at a time.”

He stands up in his position and now you are getting his overall look. He is wearing a black fedora coat with matching pant and a white shirt inside with a black tie visible perfectly in middle. His face is still hidden, if only it was not hidden then you could have tried to recognize this person.

Suddenly, the chandelier above you lit up and now the room is a bit more visible to you except the man’s face.

“Can you guess my name love?” He is smiling at you. Walking over to his previous place near you.

Glancing at the knife in his hand, you gulped and replied “……no”.

“Oh!” he pouts at you. “I am Baekhyun but you can call me candy.” He laughed at his own words.

“Baek-baekhyun?” you are trying to think if you have heard this name before or even have encountered someone who goes by this name.

“Thanks love. I like the short name. Call me Baek if you want.” You glared at him. In one of the corners situated a small brown couch, he walked with quiet footsteps over there and sat down with cross legs.

“What am I doing here?”

“You are safe here.”

“I don’t need any safety when I was already safe in first place.”

“No. Bad people are all out there. They will take you away from me.”

“What are you even saying?”

He suddenly stood up. Slow steps nearing your weak frame on the floor. Looking around for any object to throw at him which can at least hurt him and prevent him to approach you. In his way, he took off his hat and placed it on top of the table at the side of the couch. Revealing his beautiful face with jet black hairs and flawless baby face. His look is ethereal to belong to a criminal like him. His eyes seem like holding two diamonds in each hole with his precious smile resting on his face.

“You don’t have to be afraid of me.”

“You are keeping me tied up here without any particular reason and you are telling me not to fear you. Also, holding a damn knife in your hand.” Your teary eyes looking up at his face.

You pleaded, “Please let me go.”

“Bambi……my only Bambi…… my love.” He is getting lost in your eyes, in your glossy eyes which seems like the brightest star to him right now. Always.

Bambi? This. You have heard this before. Oh wait! Those flowers. Those letters. Those Candies.

“You…you…he…letters….” He grins widely when you mentioned about letters.

“Did you like them? Oh yes of course. The way you always giggle when reading them and one hand busy eating those candies. Thanks for always decorating those flowers at the places I like them the most.”

You are shocked to know this truth. All this time you thought that those are all given by your boyfriend and he didn’t ever mention it because maybe he wants to keep it like that. But you were totally wrong, that was him, the man standing before you.

“How do you know?”

“I can’t miss to see you even when you are home.”

“What the……”

“Hell? I am from there. Thank you. Fuck? Well maybe we can but later.” He is scooting near to you to come face to face with you.

“Go away. Let me go. Don’t come near to me.”

“I can’t do that when you are my favorite person.” His hands tracing your face, eyes admiring your face. Brushing your hairs away to take a better look at your beauty. His other hand brings up the knife and traced over your cheeks which cuts you a bit.

“I don’t want to be your favorite person. You are a psycho.” You shouted at him.

“You are so precious baby even your shouts sound like a melody to me.”

Jerking your body so much causing pain to shoot over to your hands and legs, this effects to cause deep purple marks over the skin near the tied-up places.

Blood flowing down your cheek and the cold knife placed on your other cheek cutting similarly as before. He is still smiling while looking at you. You are silently sobbing with eyes shut tightly and hoping someone to rescue you from here.

“The day I locked my eyes with you at the café. I knew, I have to keep this bambi eyes all to myself. The owner of these starry eyes should be kept in a safe place.” Blood oozing out of the cut is getting mixed with the tears falling from your eyes. Wiping the blood with one finger, he brings it near his eyes and admires it.

“Doesn’t this look like a melted Ruby. The stars falling from your eyes and the red velvety liquid from your skin mixing together to form this ruby.” Your eyes slowly open to respond him. Your cheeks are burning and your nails are digging on the shiny floor.

“Please, it hurts.”

“It hurts me too.” He stopped smiling and put the knife aside. “It hurts me too when I see you smiling without me, when I am not the cause of your precious smile. It hurts when you are laughing at something when I can give more things which can be funnier. It hurts me when you are holding hands with someone and that’s not me. IT HURTS EVERYTIME WHEN THE THINGS WHICH ARE KEEPING YOU HAPPY IS NOT ME.” He shouts in the end of the sentence.

Your sobs become audible on the impact of the shout and noticing it, he pulls you in a hug and caressing your back and hairs. The smell of his cologne is so soothing and it’s giving you comfort but this is literally wrong, it should not be so comforting when coming from a criminal, moreover a psycho.

“it’s okay love. I will not shout at you. It’s okay, don’t cry.” These words causing you to cry more because you are missing your boyfriend.

“I want to go home. Please……”

“But this is your home.” He said softly, placing a kiss on your head.

“No……. I want to go back to my own life where I can be all by myself and with him.”

“Him?” He holds you tighter before releasing to grip your forearms to make you face him.

“There is no him. You are my Bambi, my one and only precious Bambi and you love candies the most so I am your Candy.” He is having an evil glint in his eyes but quickly returns back to his soft appearance.

“No, I’m Y/N. I’m not your Bambi.”

“You are so funny my love.” He puts a hand inside the pocket of his coat to bring out a handkerchief and wipes your tears and blood. He gives you his little smile and put away the hanky aside. Again, repeating the previous action but now took out some different kinds of your favorite candies and chocolates. Your lost eyes and confused mind staring at him as to why out of so many other girls, he chose you when you just look like an ordinary girl beside other girls who are way more beautiful.

“Why me? I’m not that special.”

He chuckles at you while looking down at the candies. Bringing up the hand to pat your cheeks, he leans forward to kiss your forehead. He sits on the floor before you facing the curtained wall and pulls you on his lap with your back leaning to his chest. Held in an unknown man’s embrace, who is also the one keeping you captive makes you stiff in your place.

“You know, why have I kept the room dark?” silently and slowly you move your head side to side.

“Look at your reflection on the floor because of the candle lights. Its looking so nice. The bright lights will not allow me to admire your beauty like the way these candle lights with dim effects reflecting your beauty. I want your beauty to be the brightest light in this room and your eyes “, holding chin, he makes you face him. He is bending a bit forward, he smiles at you, “Your eyes to be the brightest star.”

“Why are you doing this?”

“To keep you safe of course. Trust me I can be the best person to you forever.”

“I don’t even know you and also you don’t know me then how can you expect me to trust you?”

“Oh love, I know you a lot more than you can ever imagine.” His other hand sliding up and down your forearms and side frames. This giving you chills all over your body.

Hand holding your chin moves to his other pocket to bring out a small remote and when he clicks it. The curtains covering the wall move aside and you look over there. Your eyes go wide in shock when realizing what’s on that wall.

Your pictures, every picture showing all types of your emotions. Pictures including of you practicing a dance cover of your favorite group, slipping on the floor, crying on the sofa while watching a drama to the ones where you are wearing your favorite dress and going to work, eating ice cream, going to date with your boyfriend but only you in the frame. There is countless of pictues which you yourself can’t even recall from where they are. You felt a kiss on top of your head.

“Do you like it?”

“How? This can’t be real.”

He chuckles, “This is very real.”

“No……..”

He turns your face towards him to take a look of your shocked eyes. He waited a bit before speaking up, “You know why you are my Bambi?”

“……”

“A deer when comes near to a car in front of the headlights, their eyes, those Bambi eyes look the brightest gem under the dark sky.”

Cupping your face in his hands, he places a soft kiss on your quivering lips, “You look exactly like that deer. Every night when I had followed you in shadows, under those street lights whenever you were afraid, those Bambi eyes looked the brightest star. They looked like mine to keep safe.”

He placed a candy inside your mouth. On realization, you wanted to throw it but he closed your mouth with pressing his palm over your lips tightly. Your eyes looked in fear towards him. He kissed your head and smiling adorably at you. Your heavy eyes slowly closing while staring at his smiling lips, the first thing of this man you noticed back then.

“Sleep my love, My Bambi.”

[Expected something horny? Nah nah nah. Let it be like this.]

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thesassypadawan · 5 months

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Space Cowboy (Knight Anakin x RealWorldFemReader)

Summary: What better way to relax after a crazy day…then taking a space ride with the cowboy, baby. (Listen to *NSYNC’s Space Cowboy with this, you will not regret it.)

Warnings: Just a little bit of stripe teasing.

Notes: I’ve had this song stuck in my head for a good solid week. Every time I listened to it, I just thought of Ani. Then the pic of Hayden wearing the cowboy hat came around and I just knew what I had to do. Why-yi-yi-yippie-yi-yay-yippie-yi-yo-yippie-yi-yo!

It had been a long day. The kind when you desperately count down the hours until you could return home and spend the evening unwinding on your balcony.

And so, there you were. Curled up on your oversized, comfy chair. A glass of your favorite wine in hand. Head bobbing as you listened to your special playlist. Indulging in your guilty pleasure of…reading Anakin Skywalker fanfics.

You just couldn’t help it, there was just something about ‘the chosen one’ that really got your motor going.

Finishing up a particularly spicy story, one that made you blush just a tad bit, you stopped for a second and took a deep swig. “Oh, Ani,” you giggled. “All the filthy things I would do to you, if you were real.”

Just as the next song began to play, one you always associated with him, your phone chimed. A new dm, sender unknown.

Pausing the music, you cautiously opened the message. You figured it would be a random dick pic, instead you were pleasantly surprised with what appeared to be a Skyguy video.

Giddily, you tapped play.

Sound filled your ears, the same tune you were listening to a moment ago, and the glorious image of Anakin appeared on your phone.

Dressed in his jedi robes, with a mischievous smile on his handsome face, he danced seductively to the rhythm. But, as the chorus began, that’s when things really heated up.

Ani removed his belt and sash in one fluid motion. Tossing them aside carelessly into the depths of the darkened room.

‘If you wanna fly, come and take a ride

Take a space ride with the cowboy, baby’

Anakin loosened the ties of his tabard and tunics. Gyrating his hips, he turned around slowly. Candles suddenly flickering to life behind him.

‘If you wanna fly, come and take a ride

Take a space ride with the cowboy, baby’

His back facing you, Ani shot a playful look over his shoulder. Easing off his layers, exposing perfectly tanned skin…that you would love to cover in bites and hickies. All the while his surroundings becoming more apparent.

‘Why-yi-yi-yippie-yi-yay-yippie-yi-yo-yippie-yi-yay

Why-yi-yi-yippie-yi-yay-yippie-yi-yo-yippie-yi-yo’

Rocking his hips, Ani circled back to face you. Smirking as is he could see you drooling over his chiseled pecs and abs. Why did that backdrop seem so familiar?

‘Why-yi-yi-yippie-yi-yay-yippie-yi-yo-yippie-yi-yay

Why-yi-yi-yippie-yi-yay-yippie-yi-yo-yippie-yi-yo’

With pants resting dangerously on his hips, Anakin stood, muscular arms crossed, in the center of…your bedroom!

“Well, what are you waiting for, angel?” He teased into the camera, hand lazily trailing down to his waistband. “This is where the fun begins.”

The video abruptly ended. The song still playing from inside your apartment.

Scrambling to your feet, you quickly made your way down the hall. Your heart racing and mind buzzing.

The chorus started up again. Grabbing hold of the knob, you threw open the door to reveal…

The man, the myth, the legend – Anakin Skywalker himself. Positioned very provocatively on your bed. Wearing nothing - except a cowboy hat covering his package.

Eyes blown wide, mouth hanging open in shock. There were so many burning questions you wanted to ask, but all you could manage was a timid… “How?”

Ani shook his head and chuckled. “Are you really going to worry about that now or would you rather…”

The hat landed in front of you. “Take a space ride with the cowboy, baby?”

You didn’t even hesitate. You tore off your clothes and pounced on him hungrily. “Why-yi-yi-yippie-yi-yay-yippie-yi-yo-yippie-yi-yo!”

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sihtricfedaraaahvicius · 9 months

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Note: direct follow up to Halloween part 7! Previous chapters can be found in my masterlist.

Warnings: angst. mention of blood, violence, death, very lightly suggestive.

pairing: Modern!Sihtric x you (f)

summary: Skade wasn't quite done with you and Sihtric...

wordcount: 3,3k

Masterlist

'Why aren't you dead yet?'

Day 2. 11:20pm.

While Sihtric gathered everything you had asked for, you noticed how large bruises had formed on his body during the day, and it broke your heart. Your body didn't look any better, after the spiritual assault that morning, but you had covered it up by wearing one of Sihtric's shirts, whereas Sihtric had been sitting in his underwear and his untied, satin robe all day, for your viewing pleasure.

Sihtric brought you three white candles, some dried rosemary, incense sticks, a big mirror and, since he hadn't been in his basement since the horrible night with Skade, he knew the piece of paper on which she had written her number was still there, collecting layers of dust.

'Will that work?' he asked.

'Did she write it herself?'

Sihtric nodded.

'Then it will work,' you took the paper, 'thank you, my darling. Can you place the mirror against the wall?'

Sihtric did what you asked and you followed him with all your requested tools. You lit the incense and held all the items in the smoke for a few seconds, cleansing, to rid everything of unwanted energies, except for Skade's number, as you would need her awful energy for your spell to work.

After you had cleansed everything Sihtric had brought you, you twirled the incense stick around yourself, stepping through the smoke, and then you walked up to Sihtric, smoke cleansing him all the same. He watched you with a smile and stole a kiss before you told him to sit down. And as you held the burning incense, you drew a large circle with smoke in which you, Sihtric and everything you needed were gathered.

'What are you doing?' Sihtric asked, curiously.

'I'm creating a smoke circle,' you said, 'to protect us. It keeps unwanted energies out of the circle and, if anything would go wrong, it also keeps unwanted energies from escaping into our world.'

Sihtric stared at you with his big eyes.

'What?' you frowned.

'Gods,' he smiled and whispered as he took your hand, 'you arouse me so much, sweet thing.'

'Now's not the time,' you chuckled.

You felt yourself blush at his words and you quickly sat down in front of the mirror.

'So, what happens now?' Sihtric pulled you close to sit in between his thighs.

'Now,' you said as you enjoyed his embrace for a moment, 'I will do a return to sender spell. I don't usually do dark magick… but it has to be done.'

'My love, are you sure-'

'Sihtric, please. I know what I'm doing. I ask you to trust me, we don't have time to discuss this.'

'And I trust you, little bat, but I need to know this will not come back to harm you. I don't fuck around with witches because of all your karma laws…'

'I'm not a witch,' you said sternly as you looked at him in the mirror, 'I am an occultist, and I do not believe in The Rule of Three. I rarely do spells, but I can perform them. I know more about magick and witchcraft than you think, and I need you to let me do what I do best. I didn't question or interfere with your craft this morning, or whatever the hell you did to open that door in the Willow house. Don't think I forgot about that, Sihtric, but I do not question you in the moment itself. I trust you will explain it eventually.'

Sihtric nodded and snuck his arms around your waist. 'You're right, I'm sorry, my angel,' he whispered, 'I'm just afraid to lose you. I don't know anything about this curse, and I feel useless, because I have no way of helping here.'

'Well, you actually can help me by giving a few drops of your blood. Blood makes magick more powerful.'

'Okay. Just tell me when you need it.'

You gave Sihtric a nod and closed your eyes, taking a few deep breaths before you started the ritual. Sihtric watched you carefully, his arms tightly wrapped around your waist and his chin propped up on your shoulder, and he watched you light the first candle.

You sprinkled some rosemary into the flame and lit the second candle.

'As I light this candle, let cruelty, pain and wicked ways,

Return to Skade for all her remaining days.

Reverse the curse she has create,

Turn on her a more cruel fate.'

You took the piece of paper with her number and burned it, then you lit the third candle.

'Through this mirror I will break her every spell, hex, ritual and phrase,

Let those fall apart and return her gaze.'

You sprinkled the last rosemary into the flame and looked in the mirror.

'Nothing Skade has ever read, said or done,

Shall have a further effect on anyone.'

'Your blood,' you told Sihtric.

He quickly took the dagger he had always strapped around his ankle, unless he was in bed, and made a cut on the palm of his hand. He clenched his fist and let his blood drip down into each flame.

You murmured something inaudible to Sihtric, before he pulled his hand back from the candles, and he saw you had your eyes closed again, focusing on the spell.

After a minute or so, you opened your eyes again and said it was done.

'That's it?' Sihtric frowned.

'What do you mean "that's it"?'

'Well… I don't know,' he shrugged, 'nothing seemed to happen?'

You rolled your eyes. 'Sihtric, witchcraft in real life is not like what you see on tv. It will work, trust me, but it doesn't come with a full show that is amusing to watch.'

'No, I know,' he chuckled, 'I just expected… I don't know, at least a little something,' he looked disappointed.

You laughed and shook your head, 'I'm sorry that no flames erupted. I'm not talking to any demons unlike you…'

'Oh, shush,' Sihtric smiled and pecked your cheek, but then became serious again, 'I just hope it works.'

'It will work,' you reassured him, 'at least we should be able to sleep safely now.'

And you did sleep safely, in Sihtric's arms, leaving the mess downstairs for tomorrow, if you would still be alive.

Day 3.

The next morning you immediately felt there had been a huge energy shift. Both feeling lighter, more clear headed and even more in love with each other than before, not knowing that was even possible.

After you had made slow, sweet love while whispering filthy words and sweet nothing in each other's ears, you finally dragged yourself out of bed, telling Sihtric that the mess downstairs really needed to be taken care of. He reluctantly agreed and followed you downstairs.

'At least my record player didn't get broken,' Sihtric said, relieved, and he put on a record.

You both cleaned up the mess from the day before while the music played. It took you almost the whole day before you helped Sihtric place the coffee table back on the carpet again, which was the last thing to do. You actually could've been done at least an hour ago, if it wasn't for the poor self control you both had, which seemed even poorer today than it had been before. Resulting in various make out sessions on the floor, on the couch, in the kitchen, and eventually on the coffee table too.

'Done,' you sighed, after getting up from the table, and you raked your fingers through his hair while Sihtric had his hands on your hips.

'Done,' he smiled and kissed your lips, 'gods, what is in the air today,' he chuckled and squeezed your ass, 'you seem to arouse me even more than ever. You didn't put a spell on me, did you?'

'No,' you laughed, 'you were already nearly too much for me to handle, I have no reason to put a spell on you,' you cupped his cheeks, 'and I believe in free will, so I would never do such a thing.'

'Good,' Sihtric kissed your forehead, 'help me take out the trash?'

'Mhm,' you smiled and followed him outside, carrying a few bags with broken stuff.

Sihtric kissed your cheek once all the bags were outside on his porch, 'thank you,' he smiled, 'I hope everything will go back to normal now.'

'Me too,' you said and slapped his ass, 'then you can finally show me that basement.'

'Trust me, you're not ready yet,' he chuckled and picked you up, spinning you around before he kissed you again, 'but soon, my queen, I'll let you live your fantasy of being locked-,'

'Sihtric!' a shrill voice suddenly shouted, causing you to both snap your heads towards the noise.

'What the fuck,' you huffed upon seeing Skade, walking up Sihtric's driveway.

Sihtric immediately shoved you behind him, towards his front door, and said, 'my love, go inside and lock the door.'

'What? No! I'm not leaving you!'

'You thought you could curse me, bitch?' Skade yelled at you.

'Hey!' Sihtric shouted in an attempt to defend you.

'Shut the fuck up, you ugly witch,' you snarled.

'Why aren't you dead yet?' Skade asked.

'Clearly because I am God's favourite,' you taunted.

'Baby,' Sihtric said for only you to hear, 'don't provoke her. Go inside.'

As stubborn as you are, you stayed outside, shoved behind Sihtric while Skade came closer. She stopped a few paces away and gave you a threatening look.

'What is it, Sihtric?' she asked, 'what does she have that I don't?'

'A heart,' Sihtric scoffed and then shrugged, 'my heart.'

Skade looked hurt and even slightly embarrassed for a moment, but she composed herself again.

'You thought you could send my curse back? That I didn't protect myself against that?' she laughed at you.

'Protected or not, it broke your curse,' you said.

'Perhaps,' Skade admitted, 'but it didn't break Sihtric's curse.'

'What?' you and Sihtric asked at the same time.

'I cursed you, Sihtric, the night I spat in your face. You just didn't know it,' she grinned, 'you never noticed how every woman you had after me got hurt... or scared? And then left you?'

'There haven't been any other women after you,' Sihtric said, agitated, 'you were so off putting that I didn't date or hook up with anyone else. Until last week.'

Skade grimaced, she didn't expect that answer. She scratched her forehead while her confidence slowly disappeared, and you loved seeing it.

'Well,' she cleared her throat, 'I'm sure the past few nights have been eventful.'

'They were,' Sihtric agreed, and suddenly made a connection, 'so you cursed me? For what? Wanting to chase any potential love interest away from me?'

'Yeah, that's basically it,' Skade shrugged, 'but I cursed that bitch of yours after we met at the party. You had such beautiful hair,' she smiled at you, 'very useful!'

You stuck your middle finger up to her, to which she made a face.

'Haven't you had some fun with my demonic friends?' Skade sneered at you, 'I could've had you killed, you know.'

'You stupid fucking bitch!' you snarled and suddenly ran to her.

And before anyone could even react, you punched her in the mouth.

'It was you, wasn't it!' you yelled at her, then looked back at Sihtric, 'the attack at the Willow house!'

Sihtric nodded, tensed up, he already figured that out a minute before you had. Because Skade hadn't cursed you directly yet at that time, Sihtric had been able to get you out of there rather unharmed, unlike the last attack in his house. Skade had been set on doing serious damage to anyone who Sihtric would be interested in.

Skade laughed while blood ran down her nose, and as you turned to walk away, she grabbed your arm and pulled you back, suddenly holding a knife up to your throat.

'No!' Sihtric shouted and attempted to run over.

'Stay back!' Skade hissed, pressing the blade to your skin and drawing blood, to which you winced.

Sihtric threw his hands up, 'Okay, just d-don't harm her, please. Take me. You can take me instead, I don't care. Just let her go.'

'Oh, I will take you,' she laughed, and her eyes suddenly darkened, 'my blood is yours, your life is mine. My lover, my heart, together a brand new life we'll start,' she chanted.

You wanted to laugh at her ridiculous spell, but then you saw Sihtric suddenly fall to his knees.

'Sihtric?' you gasped, 'Sihtric! Hey! W-what is wrong?' you yelled.

Skade gave you a hard shove. You fell to the ground and she walked over to Sihtric, who looked possessed and under her spell. You watched how she crouched down in front of him and took his face in her hands.

'S-Stay away from him!' you yelled as a sharp pain shot through your leg.

You tried to get up but your knee got hurt badly when you were shoved onto the hard ground. And then you saw how Sihtric looked at Skade, the same way he's been looking at you ever since you met him, and you felt violently ill inside.

'I want you to kill her,' Skade whispered, and Sihtric looked at you, with eyes that didn't even seem to recognize you while he listened to Skade.

'Kill her for me,' she smiled.

'For you,' Sihtric whispered, and slowly got back up on his feet.

He walked back into his house and came out, moments later, holding an axe in his hand, and he returned to Skade, who wrapped her arms around his neck while Sihtric looked at you; his target.

'We have to kill her,' Skade said.

'We have to,' Sihtric smiled and looked at her, 'my witch,' he sighed.

And you couldn't hold back your tears when you saw how he let her kiss his neck, to which he closed his eyes and let his head fall back with a smile, the same way he had done for you.

'I want to watch,' Sihtric breathed hard, her hands in his hair, 'I want to watch you kill her,' he said, to which she smiled.

'I will kill her for you, and you'll be mine, forever.'

'I will be,' Sihtric smiled and kissed her hand like she was his queen, 'forever.'

She took her knife again and walked over to you, proud and confident, as she had finally captured Sihtric, and you did not fit anywhere in their twisted love story.

'N-no,' you sobbed, as Skade closed in, 'please…' but then you stopped begging. You figured if you couldn't have Sihtric, your life would become dull and gloomy again. Empty. And you didn't want to go back to that life. It was better to just die, than to live a life without him. So you tried to compose yourself, trying to find honour in your last seconds while you watched Death approach, disguised as a blonde witch, with a knife in her hand.

'You've had your fun with him,' Skade snarled, 'now it's my t-,' she suddenly stopped dead in her tracks, froze, and let out a gasp as her eyes almost popped out of her skull.

You looked up at her, confused, heartbroken and terrified. Then, out of nowhere, you saw how blood started to spill out of her mouth, as her body weakened slowly. She suddenly collapsed and fell down, right in front of you, revealing Sihtric's axe stuck in her spine. And you screamed in horror while immediately crawling backwards, away from her, your eyes fixated on her twitching body. You felt yourself become sick once again, and you didn't even hear Sihtric approaching.

'My love!' Sihtric shouted as he ran over, and he pulled the axe out of Skade's spine, causing her blood to gush out and splatter all over his face and arms. Then he turned to you and reached out, but you flinched as he came closer.

'No, please!' you cried, moving away, 'don't!'

'No, my love,' Sihtric said quickly, 'I'm- I'm myself. I'm yours, my love-'

'What?' you sobbed as he took you in his arms, too startled to move away from him.

'I'm sorry, my love,' Sihtric whispered as he held you tight, 'I had to… I had to pretend her spell worked. I'm so sorry,' he pulled back to look at you, 'are you okay? Are you hurt?' his hands moved over your hands, arms and torso quickly, searching for any wounds.

'I… I don't k-know,' you said, trying to understand what had happened, 'I… guess my knee hurts a little,' you then said, looking back and forth between Sihtric and Skade's, finally, dead body.

'Little bat,' Sihtric whispered, taking your face in his hands, keeping your eyes off the lifeless witch, 'look at me, I'm here, you're safe.'

'You… you faked b-being under her spell?' you stammered.

'Of course,' he pecked your lips, 'no spell is strong enough to keep me away from you,' he kissed you all over your face, 'I only love you. And I'm pretty sure you broke my curse when you broke yours, she couldn't hex me even if she wanted to.'

'Your blood,' you said, remembering you had asked for his blood during the spell.

At the time, you simply hoped that his blood would indeed work to empower the spell, and it had worked, but it also broke Sihtric's curse which you both didn't know about yet. And Skade didn't know that his blood was used in your spell, or else she would have known that coming here today was a big mistake, as she had no power over either of you anymore. Sihtric had figured out he was no longer cursed shortly after Skade had revealed she had cursed him. He figured it out when he remembered how much more he seemed to be in love with you, when he woke up that morning, and understood that Skade's curse was also meant to restrain his heart beating for someone else. But his love for you was already stronger than her curse, so he still fell in love with you, but after the curse was broken he felt such strong emotions for you, like he never experienced before. And he couldn't tell you about the plan he came up with on the spot, to play along with Skade, he could only hope he had been right about it. And luckily, he had been.

'My blood,' Sihtric said, holding your face in his hands, 'is yours. Only yours, just like my heart,' he kissed your lips softly, 'as is my life and my soul. All yours, my love, forever, even in death.'

You wrapped your arms around him and buried your face in his neck, and you cried some more. Sihtric picked you up in his arms, carrying you inside the house, while he let Skade's body lay a little longer near the trash bags, where she belonged, he thought.

And after you had thrown up, while Sihtric held your hair back, you took a shower together, washing away the horrors of the past few days. And once you got comfortable in his arms, on the couch, you finally dared asking him what you were to do with Skade's body.

'Burn it,' Sihtric said, without a care in the world, thanks to his former black ops career, 'we'll burn her body later, so she can't come back to haunt us.'

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