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My spellspun night weaver. My rune bound, salt and shadow, moon drenched, starforged little witch. My prize. My #WCW. @aprettypawn.bsky.social
🪞 #Pride
-thumb brushed against her bottom lip.] What’s that about?
-thoughts led to the fear that they’d be found, that she’d be sent hurtling through time and space. And though he was sure he could find her next time without any spell or ritual, the idea of being parted from her pained him. Looking down at her, he could see the grin on her face. The pad of his -
-been cast out, made to feel worthless and ugly, made to feel as if they were made wrong entirely. But that wasn’t the case. Maybe they were…dare he say it…made for one another? It was a thought that had a cascade of other, more private thoughts, spiraling round and round in his mind. Those -
-that he and this human witch were entangled in a way that he never expected. Was he ready or willing to admit it fully aloud? Perhaps to her and only her. He hadn’t expected to feel this type of connection to her, but even their pasts had similarities that he could not deny. Moments where they’d -
[When it came to Mavis, he could feel the persistence, the tenacity, the drive in her. Her power was surging, but more than that, she was doing all that she could to claim him for her own. Not that any mark would last, though…she didn’t /need/ any type of mark. He’d resigned himself to the fact -
Thank you, my prize. I'm truly grateful for you.
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She is perfection. She is art. She is my #WCW. @aprettypawn.bsky.social
Lie next to me for only a moment longer so that we may forget that the rest of the world even exists. #WCW @aprettypawn.bsky.social
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-maneuvered her so that they could lie together, to enjoy the night, the fullness of the moon. He knew that being out here, connected with nature, only intensified her strength.] We’ll stay here for a bit longer.
-a magical spell to find her. Not now. No matter where her soul wound up, he’d be able to seek it out, to locate her. After all, they were part of one another now. The kiss deepened, lingered for a few more moments before he carefully pulled back, fingertips brushing against her cheek. He slowly -
-it came to Mavis, to the fragility of their situation, one could never truly be sure how long a moment would last, and so why not allow himself to enjoy what he could with her? And while he couldn’t even fathom being separated from her now, he knew that he wouldn’t need any of the ingredients for -
