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agatha being this carefree and curious witch who explores magic for fun but once you show her the darkhold it twists that curiosity into an obsession with power that grows stronger every night you meet her 😵‍💫
also, demonstrating certain spells on her and in turn allowing her to practice them on you 😏🤤
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Let me know if you want the alternative thoughts I had that were sparked by your ask as well! ❤️
Warnings: contains minor smut, mentions/allusion of abuse
You realizing how vulnerable Agatha is when she one day shows up sobbing on your doorstep about not being good enough.
"maybe you're just not being allowed to practice the right sort of witchcraft"
Poisoning her against her mother, slowly and carefully.
It shouldn't be very hard, but Evanora (quite literally as you eventually learn) had beaten Agatha into submission, doing her best to mold Agatha into who she thinks her daughter ought to be.
Agatha thrives off of learning dark magic
It calls to her in a way other witchcraft hasn't
She also has a budding crush on you
At first she thought it was the new form of witchcraft, that it just simply makes one feel like they're on fire and desperate to be touched
Turns out, it's just you
She figures it out when she finally gets brave enough to practice dark magic alone
After realizing this, she becomes an adorable mess for you, constantly tripping over her words and feet, blushing whenever you brush against her
She's not very subtle, you pick up on it fairly easily
So you find an excuse to 'help' position her, and you can hear how her breath catches as your front brushes up against her back
"you know, you just had to ask for me to touch you like this, you don't need to pretend to need help getting your body into the right position"
Agatha is stuttering trying to deny it, but when you give her neck an open mouthed kiss her own moan cuts her off
"there are some spells we haven't talked about, I didn't think you'd be interested, but now..."
"what spells?"
"pleasurable ones"
Agatha asks you to demonstrate, she doesn't quite believe you
You predict her needs and tell her to hold onto your shoulders, turning her around, before flicking a hand
Agatha's knees buckle as you magically stimulate her, her mouth opening wide in a big 'o'
She's always been innocent in most other things before, like magic and her understanding of the world, and this is just one more thing you take and claim for yourself, guiding Agatha forward on the dark path you've set for the two of you to share
You don't let up the spell until her eyes roll up and she collapses
She awakens in your bed, surrounded by the scent of you
She realizes it's because you're holding her against your chest, lightly dozing
She gently shakes you awake
"can I do that to you"
You smile at her, before asking her if she wouldn't rather undress you first
Agatha's eyes are big and round and so full of want and lust
They're pits ringed with ocean blue
You direct her to leave bruises and hickies as she slowly rids you of your clothes
"don't be scared of hurting me. I want you to mark me"
She gets rough fast, and surprises you by biting sharply into your skin, hard enough to draw blood
When she realizes she rushes to apologize but stops when you let out an unrestrained moan
Needless to say practicing dark magic quickly falls to the wayside for a few weeks while you learn each other's bodies and how to being the other the most amount of pleasure possible
You start to incorporate teaching her dark magic into it once you realized how hooked she is
"you're really just a slut, aren't you" you'd laugh, teasing as Agatha desperately whines "so willing to do anything I say as long as you get to have my fingers or tongue buried in you"
One day Agatha comes storming in, furious and angry
"someone's having a bad day"
"shut up"
You raise a brow. "Is that how you speak to me?"
"I said shut up"
You appraise her before you find the answer you're looking for
You get on your knees
Agatha is startled
"I- what?"
"you need to blow off some steam." You explain. "And to feel like you can control something. So use me. Tell me what to do, and I'll listen. I'll be your perfect fuckdoll."
Agatha doesn't want to admit how wet that makes her, but goddess is she dripping
"unless of course you want to continue to give up contr-"
You're cut off by Agatha squeezing your cheeks painfully, jerking your head up to meet her gaze.
"I thought I told you to shut up, bitch"
You're unbearably turned on by the dark look in her eyes
You do your best to nod, and Agatha smiles sharply as she lets go of you
It won't always be like this, you won't always let Agatha be in charge, but if it'll help further push her to become the darkest possible version of herself that you could see? You'd gladly pay any price as long as she stayed yours.
When she's brutally fucking into you with three of her fingers, it happens. Your magics connect on an intimate level, and you both peak at the exact same split second as Agatha's magic feeds off of yours, utter ecstasy coursing through the two of you
"more" Agatha gasps once she's able to draw breath into her lungs. "I need more."
She craves the dark magic now, can feel how powerful it is as it courses through her
"feed off of the darkhold" is what you say. Magic like that is so saturated in darkness that if Agatha were to do it she'd never be able to turn away from the dark magic
She'd also never be able to turn away from you, from the high your once pure magic can give her that the book can't, something you ensured by carefully ensuring there will always be a part of your magic that goes whole and untouched
It's not any wonder to you when the next month Agatha stumbles into your room in the middle of the night, babbling about how she accidentally killed her entire coven, how her mother's corpse now lays rotting in the middle of the forest
You guide her to lay down, and she doesn't realize what you're doing until you thrust into her, having fashioned a strap on out of magic, and she can't help the way she moans, how her eyes roll as you manage to somehow stroke that spot deep inside her
"you might not want to admit it" you whisper against her lips "but you're dripping wet. I'm willing to bet it's because murdering people turns you on"
And Agatha hates how right you are, hates that she realized how arousing it was to consume not just another's magic, but their life magic, hates how close she is from it all
She cries as she comes undone around you, she cries as she begs you to continue to make her body feel good, cries as she thinks about how she doesn't regret the deaths, but regrets her lack of ability to be good
She cries as she wishes she had more witches to feed on, cries because she wants the power so badly it hurts, and cries as she asks you to infuse her blood into the darkhold so she can fill the void that now sings inside her, demanding to be fed
You kiss every tear away, whispering reassurances and promises and
"use it. Use their deaths as a sacrifice to the god Chthon and ask that he bless you with more power"
After that, Agatha is no long quite human. But neither are you, as she had insisted the both of you be blessed, since you're the one to have helped her, the only person to love her as she is, and not as who you wanted her to be (what Agatha doesn't know won't hurt her)
And the death of an entire coven, one that Agatha was bound to by blood? A worthy sacrifice indeed.
Agatha is insatiable after that, constantly needing you, and you find yourself absolutely loving how desperate she is, how it gives you a thrill every time you remember how innocent she once was and how it was your guiding hand that corrupted her into a creature of your own doing
"you're perfect" youll tell her
"and you, my love, are without flaw" she'll purr back
And there is not a single person able to convince either of you otherwise
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ink-ghoul · 5 months
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🌻 Skin Commission for GoodTimesWithScar 🥀
It's always so much fun to work on these, I hope you've been enjoying Secret Life!
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leisi-lilacdreams · 7 months
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practicing lineless art style
alt ver under cut
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maybe i'll do the other 3 at different times to play with colors
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anglerflsh · 7 months
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get Apollo'd idiot @sheerunfilteredhubris
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botanautical · 7 months
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THE DARK ERA - 黒の時代
(textless version below the cut)
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mattodore · 7 months
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spill the milk
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mutxnts · 1 year
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don't call it a comeback, i been here for years
(flashing cw)
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artyfartyliz · 1 month
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happy 15 year anniversary to the only gay people ever!!!! (and the musical they're from i guess)
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murdermitties · 11 months
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some light studying of my healer apprentices
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sealrock · 4 months
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tell me, what makes a human?
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causticsunshine · 1 year
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show me your love (grow up and see)
for @momrryficfest round II ♡
explicit | H/L | friends to lovers, fluff, mutual pining, kid fic | 22k+ | ongoing
At only thirty two years of age, Louis Tomlinson has made quite the life for himself—he has his dream job, a place all his own, a nice car, and all the people closest to him are seeing success of their own. The only big thing he's missing now is having the right partner and starting a family with them, although he figures he has plenty of time for that yet. That is, until his best mate, Harry, comes to him with a proposition. Or: what happens when you become your best friend's baby daddy.
read on ao3
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electrozeistyking · 15 days
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Oh yeah I forgot to post this one.
this whole comic kinda touches upon the fact that Anne and Marcy have developed some form of enjoyment in the crazy ass weather, and meanwhile Sasha has… well, not. I’m certain there wasn’t a traumatic experience that happened during a storm once in the past….
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jakeperalta · 6 months
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my period literally ruins my life I can't believe half the population never have to experience it like imagine how free it would feel to live without that constant burden
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For reasons that don't need going into, I'm once again thinking about the logistics of hyperspace travel, and like.
Ok so you know how map makers put in trap streets and fake islands and alter the elevation of mountains and generally put in teeny tiny (or not so teeny tiny) errors to catch plagiarists? That, but hyperspace maps.
Like there has to be a fuck load of -- if not laws, at least generally accepted norms? about what you can and can't do, because... look, at the distances you (hypothetical GFFA space faring traveler) would be traveling, you're off by a fraction of an inch when you launch in the direction of planet funtimes-vacation-land and you end up like. 80,000,000,000 lightyears away from your goal, at planet oh-fuck-deathworld and/or in the literal middle of a moon and/or lost in deep space forever and ever, where no one can hear you scream.
So there has to be a sort of mutual agreement that hyperspace maps can't be like, 'oh yeah, there's def a planet here😉 it for sure orbits this totally real star😉😉 at 90000skm (space kms) a syear (space year)😉😉😉'; because, like. otherwise everyone would die and no one could use hyperspace ever, basically.¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Only takes one 'whoops they were trying to avoid our fake planet and crashed into an inhabited planet, killing all 4 billion inhabitants via the most literal meaning of terminal velocity' to make hyperspace travel a wee bit dubious as a concept.
(and also get your particular cartography company/space-gps company sued out of existence, either by the people who survived Alderaan V-0.01, navigational error edition, or by the big scary conglomerates that had interests in the outer rim mining planet you just got blown up, as relevant.)
Ditto altering the speed at which planets (moons asteroids etc etc what the fuck ever space shit is out there) orbit their relevant local stars; again, fractions of a second off really adds up over that sort of scale.
I'm assuming that there has to be rival cartographic companies, simply because like. gffa is medieval end stage capitalism on steroids. There's multiple map companies, even if it's just that kuat drive yards have their hyperspace maps for their ships, and dodgy-joe's shonky ships have their maps for their ships, and the jedi temple have their maps (which they have to install on the jedi ships by way of jailbreaking/rooting the navigation systems, presumably, every jedi runs the equivalent of a mid 2010s iphone with a million sketchy apps sideloaded), etc etc.
Anyway. Fake planets (moons etc) are out for reasons of not turning random tourist space-bus no #7629 into the Death Star (analog edition), ditto altering the speed of existing planets, ditto, presumably, putting in things like extra space stations or fake hyperlanes or black holes or whatever.
Which basically leaves you with renaming things! presumably most mapping places go real world analogous, and pick something pretty easy to think is real - asteroid #12-z-3095-y labeled #13-z-l14r, or the 56th moon of ult'klssyk and the 59th having their names mixed up, etc-- but presumably at least some do like. the most obvious examples.
Long story short nine million words later there's at least one map that labels Alderaan as Coruscant and Coruscant as Mandalore and Mandalore as Alderaan, and the ensuing media shitstorm/spwitter hot takes/spunglr memes takes over the galactic news for like. a month and a half.
At the minimum.
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blimbo-buddy · 9 months
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Filou?
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Filou took it upon himself to finally go and try to see if Rusty was still alive in the forest. Only problem is, he can't remember what Rusty looked like. His own little brother, how could he forget? He begins to sob, clawing at the top of his head, trying to yank some kind of memory from his mind.
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Until a voice yelled at him, his vision was blurred with tears but he could make out the shape of a tiny, chubby young cat with a squirrel-like tail.
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potential-fate · 4 months
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“Hey, what’s up?” Ashe picked up his phone immediately when Roman’s name had flashed across the screen. He glanced around the room. Roman hadn’t been gone that long. But he didn’t see anything of Roman’s lying around that he’d forgotten. 
Instead, when he finished greeting Roman, he got a string of almost incoherent and panicked cursing.
“Woah, slow down Ro….” Ashe tried, “Okay, okay… Hey, where are you?” 
It would be easier to just meet the other man, than try to translate through whatever Roman was freaking out about. After repeating the question, Roman managed to tell him he was on his own front porch because he needed fresh air. It didn’t seem to have worked, though Ashe supposed it was possible that he could have been worse before calling.  
“Okay. Come over here? okay? I’ll meet you outside.”  
He hung up, searching quickly for his keys, before he slipped on his boots.
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