#witch aunt

[willow-salix]

SOLSTICE WISDOM!

It's that time again where I, your sweary witch aunt, come outside, light a fire and tell you it's all going to be ok. If this has worked its way to your dash, this message is for you.

I've drawn two cards for you tonight, this one from my mermaid deck.

And it is telling you that no matter how hopeless your situation might feel right now, you always have options. But sometimes that includes asking for (and accepting) help.

I know it's hard, but people wouldn't offer their help if they didn't mean it. People are dicks and they won't do anything for anyone unless they want to, so stop being so fucking stubborn! Think of it the other way around, if your friend had troubles and you offered to help you'd mean it and you wouldn't think any less of them for needing it or accepting it, so you shouldn't either.

It's the longest day, after today the nights will start drawing in and with it the motivation to get off your ass and do something, so do it now. Any changes you need to make, and you freaking KNOW that you need to make some, should be done now. This is the ideal time. This is your sign.

You don't have to make a decision right now, but you can explore your options and see what appeals to you the most. This can be with work, relationships, friendships or even just the food you eat. If you're stuck in a rut or something isn't working for you, change it!

Which brings me to my second card from the rebel deck.

How can you expect to get anywhere if you keep going over the same shit day in and day out? Aren't you pissing yourself off yet?

Sure, it's good to complain now and then, to have a little rant and to bitch about things, it's cathartic and it helps you sort your head out. But here's the thing sweetie, if all you're doing is bitching but making zero effort to change anything, then that's on you.

I know it's hard, it's so freaking hard to take that plunge and to make changes. It's scary. It's new. It's different and it's unknown. I get all that. But it's STILL gotta be done!

Babe, if you are going to your friends to whine and complain and they are going out of their way to try to help, to give you advice that you know is sound, don't ignore them. Don't nod and agree and say you're going to do it and then do nothing of the sort. That's wasting their time and energy as well as yours and you might find that, when you really need someone, they will be sick of you. And you'll have no one to blame but yourself.

I'm not saying this to be mean, I say this with love, it's time to sort yourself out. Get your act together because no one can sort your life out but you.

You are stronger than you could ever imagine, and it's time to prove this to yourself and the rest of the world. Stop being a push over, stop being everyone's slave and stand up for yourself.

Because you are awesome and you deserve it.

Blessed be my darlings.

#summer solstice #oracle reading #oracle cards #witchy wisdom #wisdom #life advice #tarotreading #witches #witches of tumblr #eclectic witch #witchcraft #witch community #witch aunt #litha #litha 2022

[creative-caramel-coffee]

The Spiders Sister - Chapter 1

Summary: Reader gets caught hiding out in the avengers tower. In the end it turns out for the best.

TW: non-sexual nudity, illness, fainting, swearing

Words: 4.1K

A/n: Super long first chapter

маленький паук – Little Spider

It defiantly wasn’t part of your life plan to be living with your bother again in your adulthood.

You had spent an excellent few months on your own having finally moved out of May Parker’s apartment, it had been perfect. Well … as perfect as life could be for a parker.

Then … you guessed it … parker luck struck again. There was a huge fight, one you had been itching to join but your brother, peter parker, had it covered. And since nobody knew that you sometimes wore the spider-man suit when peter wasn’t able to, it would all be over if two Spider-Man’s ended up fighting some of the weird aliens that had invaded New York.

You see, you and your brother had more in common than most siblings did. Peter parker had been bitten by a radioactive spider on a school trip as was known to a few people. But, at the same time, you had been eighteen and chaperoning the field trip.

When peter had snuck off to the side you had gone after him. When he was bitten, so were you.

But for now, you had decided to try and stay away from the superhero lifestyle. But when the itch came, peter lent you his suit so you could scratch it.

You had helped him refine his web-fluid and had your own web shooters as well as one of his old suits just in case. May knew about you and peter after finding out a while ago. However, peter and you had kept everything about your existence from the avengers so you could live a semi-normal life. At least for now.

But the day the avengers were fighting off the aliens, New York had taken some heavy damage. You had been running a small illustration business out of your apartment in queens. Your apartment … which was now levelled in the fight was gone. Along with your business.

Since you had moved out young, May only had one spare bedroom in her apartment which peter was occupying. Leaving the Parker’s with one option.

As peter had a room in the avenger's tower, you could stay there or with aunt may. Peter being Peter didn’t want to ask tony if he could stay in the tower for the unforeseeable future without arousing questions. So, you had been secretly living in the tower for about three days now.

Peter brought you food and had bribed Jarvis to keep your existence a secret. You had his old suit if you wanted to leave the tower, you could swing away instead of walking through the building and getting caught.

It was a pretty solid plan and it had been working pretty well. Until the day you got sick.

Peters' bedroom in the tower was on the floor with the other avengers, meaning you had to be somewhat quiet so Natasha, clint or the others didn’t find you. But it had begun to get colder out, and Peters old suit didn’t have a heater. It had been made before tony had found out spiders, including peter and yourself, can't thermoregulate. And swinging around New York without a heater in the nippy winter air had left you with a pretty nasty cold.

Unlike peter your powers didn’t give you super healing. In fact, your powers differed from peters in more ways than one. For one thing you had small fangs which you could retract, they didn’t do much, but they were cool, and peter was mildly jealous. Another thing was you had taken on aspects of jumping spiders as you could jump higher due to your super strength and some weird spider quality peter lacked.

Like peter the bit had given your excellent eyesight, increased metabolism, a lack of thermoregulation, the weird sticky thing, the spider sense and super strength and the allergy to peppermint. But due to sharing the suit anytime you went out as “Spider-Man” you had to refrain from using your own unique powers, so you didn’t give anything away.

The thermoregulating thing may have finally come back to bite you now that you were in peters old suit. After taking one of his patrols for him so he could finish his assignment and you could get out of his room in the tower, the cold had made you sick. Heres the thing about having a high metabolism when you don’t have an increased healing factor. It went one of two ways. Either you had flash colds which were taken care of quickly and at a much faster rate than the average human, or if it was stronger than your immune system, it was quickly made into a bigger problem than it should have been due to your body processing things faster and speeding up its strength.

Anytime this had happened in the past, due to not being able to go to a regular hospital, you had thanked the gods for May choosing a career in nursing. Though she had been able to treat you superficially with regular medicine and not anything made for super soldiers or spiders as that was a Bruce banner specialty that was unique to the tower's med bay. So, you often just had to ride it out and if things got really bad, peter would try and smuggle you some of his medicine out of the tower for you.

So, this is where you ended up. Curled up in Peters bed in the tower, stifling rough sounding coughs into his pillow and making a mental note to wash his sheets soon. You were doing your best to remain quiet and not alert either of the super spies to your presence or any of the other avengers. You thanked Thor that only you and peter had super hearing which meant you could usually tell if someone was in the halls.

Feeling miserable you buried yourself further into the sheets and shivered, it was so cold but in reality, you probably had a high fever. Your lungs let out a wheezing noise whenever you exhaled, and you were beginning to think maybe your asthma was back. Unlike peter you had not been so lucky as to have had it cured by the bite.

Your asthma puffer was one of the few things that survived your apartment being destroyed. As you laid in bed feeling awful you thought back to that day.

You thanked the gods you had been out at the time. You had gone to a coffee shop downtown with your sketchbook, laptop and usual things you took out, including a range of art supplies and of course your emergency puffer which peter had managed to smuggle out which had doses that worked with your metabolism.

You were broken from your daydreams as another harsh coughing fit wracked your body. From what you could hear nobody was in the halls, but you did your best to keep quiet regardless. The wheezing that trailed after each breath was getting worse and your lungs were feeling tight.

You had been trying to use the puffer sparingly so it didn’t run out because you didn’t know if and or when peter could get you another. But as drawing breath grew harder you made the executive call to use it. You rolled over in the bed and threw an arm down to fish around for your red backpack. Finding it you fiddled with the zip before your fingers wrapped around the cool plastic of the device. Tony being tony had insisted it have a Spiderman case thinking it was peters which ended up being rather ironic as it was fitting for you too.

You tried fruitlessly one last time to draw breath before achieving nothing but a crackling wheeze. Screw it. You uncapped the red lid and held it to your lips, propping yourself up on an elbow in an attempt to sit u straight to take it.

You exhaled and inhaled repeating it once more before drawing in a lungful of the super-medicine. Almost straight away you began to feel better. Your fast metabolism speeding up the medicines process.

Feeling like you could breathe again you replaced the cap and put it on the nightstand before curling up in the sheets again feeling cold still but also slightly damp from the thin layer of sweat that had been forming all morning.

You were dressed in spider-man pjs which had a thin t-shirt and long pants. You had considered getting up to grab one of peters hoodies to get warm or another blanket but the idea of standing up made your head spin.

You nestled back into the sheets and let your eyes fall shut despite it being almost midday. The curtains were drawn and so it didn’t bother you too much. You began to drift off into a semi-peaceful sleep broken by harsh coughing fits which were becoming harder to stifle in your half asleep and fevered state.

Meanwhile the avengers had just finished their morning training session, one which Peter had joined for once. Peter being Peter had barely broken a sweat and as a result had opted to hang out on the communal floor while everyone went o freshen up.

Stark had designed the tower well. With Peter’s bedroom being on the same floor as Natasha’s who was rather protective of her younger spider counterpart as well as Wanda’s, Yelena’s, Kate’s and a few spares. The rest of the avengers were a floor above.

At first peter had been a bit miffed about being on a floor of just girls but he ended up liking it a lot. And he had a second bedroom in the master suite with tony and Pepper which he proffered anyway. The one on the avenger's floor was more for if Tony and Pepper were away, and he wanted to be around the others.

Natasha was headed for her room after waving goodbye to peter who had settled down to watch more star-wars, when she paused in the hallway.

Retracing her steps she found herself stood outside peters bedroom door. Frowning she pressed an ear to the door and froze. Someone was inside and coughing. Knowing it wasn’t peter, nat carefully twisted the door handle.

Peter being peter had prepared for almost anything. As soon as Natasha had set foot inside peters room Jarvis had alerted peter of her presence.

Meanwhile Natasha peered into the dimly lit room. The lump in the bed was wriggling around and coughing. Nat was on high alert by now. She realised this person was ill but how had they managed to get in without Jarvis knowing? And why were they in peters bed?

She crossed the threshold and walked over to the bed. Taking note of the backpack on the floor and puffer on the bedside table as well as your spider-man pjs which had been a gag gift from Peter last Christmas.

Nat stood and observed for a second. Looking down at your flushed face which was burning with fever and the harsh coughs that were wracking your weak form.

Nat watched helplessly for a second unsure of how to deal with a sick intruder.

She hesitated before extending a hand to your forehead and feeling a very high fever. She sucked a breath. Despite being an intruder she had some ideas as to why you may have been here. Your likeness to peter wasn’t hard to spot. Yet. She was unsure.

Peeling of the blankets to get a better look at you, as she did you made a small noise of discontent and curled into a shaking ball still fever addled and half asleep.

Before she could continue the door opened and peter looked in.

“Uhh M-Ms Romanoff…” Peter said looking guilty as he stepped in and closed the door again.

“Peter, do you know who this is?” Natasha asked getting straight to the point. Peter hesitated and rubbed the back of his neck.

“Y-yes.” He said looking at your sick form with a frown.

“Peter.” She said crossing her arms. “Care to share whats going on?” Nat said as she headed for Peter’s bathroom.

“Um… She … she’s,, my sister.” Peter said unsurely. Natasha returned after a second and nodded. Now holding the first aid kit from peters bathroom in her arms.

“Anything else i should know?” She asked walking over to the bed and sitting down to rifle through the first aid kit.

“Petey?” You mumbled hearing his voice.

Peter seemed to break out of his trance and came to your side. “I’m here Y/n.” He said.

“‘S cold.” You mumbled making peter frown.

“Actually, I think she has a fever.” Nat said as she found what she was looking for, pulling out a thermometer from the kit.

Nat gently placed the thermometer under your tongue and turned to look at peter.

“Pete, you’re not in trouble but i need some more information.” Natasha said.

“This is Y/n. She’s, my sister. Her apartment was levelled in the last attack and so she’s been staying here ever since. She’s not a threat I promise.” Peter said almost tripping over his words in order to explain.

Before Nat could respond the thermometer beeped and she removed it to look at the small screen, drawing another round of coughs from you. Natasha rubbed your back with one hand while frowning at the screen.

“Peter… she should be dead. This says 106. There’s more isn’t there.” Nat said with some urgency as she began peeling the rest of the blankets off you in an attempt to cool you down.

“Ahh … yes. She had powers. Like mine. She … she wears the suit sometimes.” Peter said standing nearby and watching with a worried expression.

“Ok. So, she has spider powers? High metabolism, super strength, etc.” Nat said and Peter nodded. “Why hasn’t her healing fixed this?” Nat said feeling your forehead again.

“She doesn’t have it. Her powers differ slightly.” Peter explained as Nat cursed softly in Russian.

“Her fever’s still rising.” Nat said making a decision. “We need to cool her down fast before she gets too hot for her own good. Jarvis?” Natasha said and peter looked panicked for a second worried about more people finding out about you.

“Ms Romanoff-“ he started.

“Pete, we need to cool her down stat. I need some help.” She said and peter nodded still looking nervous. “Jarvis call wanda to Peter’s bedroom.” Nat said and peter relaxed slightly. Wanda was ok. She would be good for the situation.

“What are you going to do?” Peter asked.

“She needs a bath and I doubt you want to do that.” She said with a small smirk and Peter flushed for a second.

“Defiantly not.” He said shaking his head.

“Is there someone we can call? Someone who she’d be ok with dressing her once we cool her down. She may be sick but i don’t want to invade her privacy.” Nat said as she scooped you up from the bed and into her lap while they waited for wanda to arrive. You cough harshly again and wheezed making nat frown and look to peter.

“Asthma.” He said.

“Runs in the family huh?” She joked reaching over for the puffer on the bedside table.

“Uh… about that.” Peter said looking guilty. “Mine was cured by the bite. I need the puffers for her.” He said looking sheepish. Expecting Nat to be mad she grinned.

“You’re a good brother.” She said as she uncapped the device and pressed it to your lips.

“Exhale.” She instructed and by some small miracle you complied. When you went to inhale, she administered the medicine and told you to hold.

Recapping the device, she rubbed a hand up and down your arm. “Good job sweetie.” She said and felt you relax into her arms some more as you let out a breath.

The two sat in silence for another second before the door opened again and wanda slipped inside.

She was freshly showered, her hair damp and she smelt like jasmine and honey. She was dressed in a simple faded black t-shirt and grey track pants.

“Whats-“ she began before pausing, her eyes caught on you laid in Natashas lap half asleep.

“Wanda,” Nat said. “Meet Y/n. Peter’s older sister.” She said.

“Okay…” Wanda said looking lost before her expression morphed to concern as you coughed. “Is she ok?” Wanda asked.

“No. That’s why you’re here. Long story short, peter smuggled her into the tower, and she has spider powers and her fever is really high. We need to cool her down.” Nat said and wanda swallowed and nodded. “Peter?” Nat said turning to the younger parker.

“Yes?” He said looking up from where he had been studying his shoes closely.

“You never answered my question. Is there someone we can call to come and get her dressed after wanda and i bathe her?” Nat asked and peter blushed again and nodded.

“I can call May. It’s her day off.” He said and Nat nodded.

“You do that. Wanda and I will look after Y/n. We promise not to go further than her outer clothes.” She said and scooped you up into her arms. She headed for Peter’s bathroom with wanda trailing behind. You remained limp in her arms snuggled into her chest in an unconscious need for companionship.

Once the two redheads had you in the bathroom wanda looked at nat. “Now what?” She asked and Natasha smirked.

“Now we take her clothes off.” She said and gently she lifted your arms from where you were laid on the floor in her lap and pulled the spider-man t-shirt off over your head. Wanda blushed slightly at the sight of your red sports bra despite having seen Nat and herself train in about the same if not less clothes.

“You wanna help?” Nat asked with a grin that only served to make Wanda’s blush deepen. You squirmed slighting in Nat’s lap but stopped when she gently rubbed your arm after you buried your warm face into her stomach.

Wanda rolled her eyes in an attempt to feign nonchalance despite being way past that point.

She lifted her hands, and the familiar red glow of magic surrounded her hands. Her magic lifted your hips so Nat could slide off your pants. Wanda blushed again at the sight of your Black Widow boxers. Natasha however grinned at them finding it both adorable and very cute.

After a beat Wanda met Nat’s eyes again. “Now what?”

“We get her in the bath. She needs to be cooled down Asap.” Nat said hoisting you into her arms again as you wriggled, turning and grumbling into her chest.

“Not gonna lie she’s pretty cute.” Nat said and Wanda avoided her eyes as she used her magic to fill the bath with tepid water.

Natasha gently lowered you into the tub ignoring your whining protests and running her hands through your hair which seemed to calm you down as you relaxed again.

“So … now we wait?” Wanda guessed and Natasha nodded.

“Yep. Unless you really want to steal May’s job of getting her dressed again.” Nat teased making Wanda splutter slightly. “Im kidding.” Nat said. “I know what hot women do to your brain.” She winked and wanda slouched slightly.

After a second you grumbled and blearily opened your eyes, squinting at the two women.

“Peter is so dead.” You mumbled before letting your eyes drift shut again. There was a pause before wanda and nat both started laughing.

You groaned. “Peter!” You yelled before coughing again making Wanda and Nat frown. But before they could do anything the door opened to show a beat red peter with his hands covering his eyes.

“Yes?” He said in a small voice.

“When I get out of here, you’re dead.” You mumbled with a foggy glare sent in his direction.

“Hey. Peter did the right thing.” Another voice said from behind Peter.

“May?” You called. “Oh, wtf is going on right now.” You mumbled.

“Whats going on kiddo is that, once again, you failed to ask for help which landed you here.” May said entering the bathroom with a change of clothes.

“Nice to see you Ms Parker.” Nat said and wanda echoed.

“Please. Call me May. And thank you for looking after her.” May said and you groaned.

“I hate all of you.” You said hiding your face in your hands.

“Uh huh. Sure, you do.” May teased.

“It was no problem. Ms- May.” Wanda said. “We’ll wait in peters bedroom while you… yeah.” Wanda said before making a hasty retreat. Nat laughed and followed her out.

May gave you a disappointed frown once she had shut the door and turned back to you with a sigh.

“Honey.” She said.

“I know… I know.” You said still feeling like death but slightly less so. “Did the black widow and scarlet witch just really see me in my underpants?” You asked.

“Yes, and I serves you right for hiding illness … again!” She said as she came over, rolling up her sleeves and helping you out, practically holding all your weight for you as your head spun.

May frowned and guided you over to the covered toilet seat to dress you again.

Gently she began to towel you off and change you into fresh clothes.

“I can do it myself.” You whined but May shot you a look and you knew better than to challenge the angry Parker and you and peter had called her as kids when she was upset at you for something.

“Now, once you’re dressed you are going to thank those two for their kindness and your coming home with me.” May said.

“But-“ you began.

“No buts.” She said and helped you up, now fully dressed.

She helped you over to the door opening it despite still holding you up. The two of you shuffled into the room where Peter, Nat and Wanda were sat on Peter’s bed talking in hushed voices.

“Pete. I love you but I can hear everything you’re saying dumbass.” You said rolling your eyes and May lightly hit your arm.

“Right.” He said rubbing his neck. “Super hearing.” He nodded.

“I’ll add it to the list.” Nat grinned and you groaned before May jabbed you in the side and looked at the two girls.

You coughed at her actions making her frown but quickly got it under control for the sake of your already fragile image.

“Thank you, Wanda and Natasha, for helping me.” You said still leaning heavily on May. Now you had been standing for a bit the room began to spin. Your face went a shade paler making Natasha frown and stand. It was a split second before you stumbled, almost bringing May down with you in the process. Luckily strong arms wrapped around you, and you looked up into Nat’s pale green and worried eyes.

“Y/n?” You finally registered she was talking to you. “Y/n?” She asked again a little louder.

You let out a soft groan and she huffed. “Right. Up we go.” She said hoisting you into your arms and making the room spin again as you buried your face in her arm.

You felt her gently set you down on the bed and feel your forehead.

Distantly you heard May saying something along the lines of taking you home and the sound of Natasha arguing they were better equipped to help with your powers and sickness. May relented and you went back to dozing.

“What happened?” Peter asked from where he was stood by the door.

“Probably got too dizzy from standing up. Her body’s already trying to fight off sickness.” Natasha said and Wanda nodded.

“Peter? Don’t you have a super high metabolism?” Wanda asked.

“Yeah?” He said looking lost as May seemed to catch on.

“Y/n when did you last eat?” May asked and you groaned and buried your face in the pillow. “Well, that answers that.” May said rolling her eyes.

“Peter, do you have any of those energy bars that steve uses?” Wanda asked and peter nodded and headed for his bedside drawer.

He fished around and pulled out one of them and passed it to nat. She unwrapped it and shoved it into your hands.

“Eat.” She said and you made a groan of protest. “It’ll help.” She said in a softer tone.

“Fine.” You said sitting up against the headboard and nibbling on it slowly.

“Better.” Nat said and you frowned.

“You know you’re cute when you’re mad.” Wanda said looking surprised by her own words and blushing at Natasha’s knowing gaze.

“Get some rest маленький паук” Nat said once you had finished eating, and she begun to shepherd everyone out of the room.

PART 2

#wandanat x reader #spider reader #reader is peters sister #peter Parker #may Parker #aunt may #Natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #sicfic #whump #fluff #comfort #marvel #wandanat #fanfic #wandanat comfort #wanda x natasha x reader #marvel fic #series #sick reader #sick r #fainting #passing out #fever #flu #enhanced reader #avengers #Bruce banner #black widow #Scarlett witch

[rae-gar-targaryen]

navy, raspberry, steel

We're gonna take on a deity, babe. 😘☀️🌻💜🌿

send me a color

#witch aunt #lovely mutuals #color game

[flowers-of-io]

Destiny + text posts 17/?

#destiny + text posts #shitposting tag #destiny 2 #aunt savathûn #caiatl #zavala #ghost #immaru #eater of hope #eater of what’s left #taniks has no legs #praksis #destiny 2 the witch queen

[ex0skeletal-undead]

Aunt Wheat by CinnamonDevil

This artist Ko-fi Shop

#art #illustration #dark art #horror #fantasy #mythology #folklore #aunt rye #aunt wheat #artistic nude #witch #black and white #wolf #canid #field spirit #roggenmuhme

[essenceofarda]

OF BLESSED THYME & THISTLE | Chapter 1 | Page 5

Masterlist of Pages

Faramir’s cousin, Lothiriel, comes to Minas Tirith to become a companion of his new bride, Eowyn, something that he hopes will ease Eowyn’s rough transition into Gondorian Society. Eowyn, for her part, decides her new companion would in turn make the perfect bride for her brother, Eomer King of Rohan. Matchmaking shenanigans ensue 😏

When the aunties pull no punches ��😖 Poor Eowyn lol

I'm actually kinda super proud of how this page turned out LOL

#Lotr #lord of the rings #tolkien fanart #tolkien art #lotr fanart #lotr art #lotr fic #lotr fanfic #lotr comic #lord of the rings fanfic #lord of the rings fanart #eowyn of rohan #eowyn x faramir #faramir x eowyn #farawyn #eothiriel #lothiriel of dol amroth #eomer x lothiriel #my art #Eowyn tries SO hard to make a good impression on her relatives (none of whom are impressed #by the fact that she's the FREAKING WITCH KING SLAYER) #and they're just like #varying levels of asshole to her :( #Mainly Faramir's aunt is #bc his aunt's husband's niece (an antagonist in this story) was the preferred bride to be #so Faramir's aunt is a little miffed that Faramir chose an 'uncivilized' woman of the 'lesser men' to marry #instead of #y'know the one she herself chose for Faramir to marry #not that faramir was ever inclined to do so in the first place lol

[viikkah]

Zelda Spellman

#chilling adventures of sabrina #caos #zelda spellman #madam spellman #aunt zelda #zelda #miranda otto #witchcraft #witches #she’s so fine #beautiful ppl #lgtbq characters

[moonlight-prose]

💌I’ve been thinking about this for so long but I genuinely think that jake lockley would stop mid blowjob to put a pillow down for ur knees

You should say it cause you're absolutely right.

Because what if it's one of those nights where you're uninhibited with it. What if it's sloppy and the sounds echo through the living room and Jake can't tell up from down because you're doing something with your tongue that has him holding on for dear life. And he knows he's five seconds from cumming down your throat so hard he'll see stars.

But then you wince. Only slightly, barely noticeable if it were any other man. Although you shouldn't be surprised - Jake's not like any other man.

He's cupping the back of your head, a moan blooming in the base of his throat that's wet and raspy and deep enough to send a shiver down your spine. You try to double down on your efforts, spit trailing down your chin, but he's...pulling you off.

"Un momento mi vida," he mumbles, thumb running along your cheek (to spread his precum and your spit) in a gentle movement, as he leans down.

"Did I do something?"

He's quick to silence that notion with a kiss. One that has you whimpering into his mouth, fingers digging into the fabric of his pants that were stuck at his thighs. You barely notice that he's lifting your leg. A soft cushion getting shoved beneath your knees. It's warm from where it was behind his back, plush against your skin, and the ache you hadn't noticed before suddenly disappears.

"Better?"

You nod, eyes love-struck and glazed, and Jake has to bite back the urge to take you on the floor.

ignore me. the horny took the fuck over.

#witch aunt responds #vic darling🌸 #jake lockley x reader #jake lockley smut #follower celebration🌙

[imstuckin1999]

Sabrina with Aunt Zelda and Aunt Hilda

#sabrina the teenage witch #sabrina spellman #aunt hilda #aunt zelda #melissa joan hart #caroline rhea #beth broderick #90s #90s tv #90s kid #90s nostalgia #the 90s #90s fashion #90s teen

[nobodysdaydreams]

More Narnia Thoughts on Uncle Andrew (the ultimate cringe fail villain man).

Okay new people who have recently followed me as I’ve (very bravely) been posting about other non-MBS fandoms. More Uncle Andrew thoughts.

As much as I’d like a Narnia spin off about his childhood, I’d also love to see him in a spin off about Digory’s life after Narnia, because Uncle Andrew goes to live with them after Digory’s mother gets better so that Aunt Letty can finally be relieved of the burden.

What on earth must that have been like for Digory?

The books say Uncle Andrew was too scared to try magic again, and became “nicer than ever before” but was still a bit of a creep and liked to talk up how hot Jadis was and how he totally had a chance (so we know he's still delusional).

But imagine what that was like for Digory (and Polly when she visited every summer).

They’re living this idyllic life with Digory’s wonderful parents in the estate they’ve inherited, and then at 3pm the man who ran unethical scientific experiments on them stumbles downstairs after sleeping in until the late afternoon to pour himself a glass of morning brandy muttering under his breath “a dem fine woman, shame about that temper” as he hobbles back upstairs. Polly visits Digory’s family for Christmas and Uncle Andrew is just… there. What would they even get him as a present besides brandy and cigars? I’d suggest a self-help book, but I think most of the advice would go over his head.

My point is: if someone ever wrote or made a tv or movie spin off about Digory and Polly after Magician’s Nephew and how Digory became the professor and what his life was like during those in between years, I would enjoy it, but it better include the comedic potential of Andrew in the background of every scene being an absolute disaster and human train wreck (even if he is no longer actively doing crime).

#“But OP Andrew was an old old man he’d die long before Digory became the professor!” #Yes he would and I would like to see the funeral. What would Digory even say? #“My uncle… he… was an interesting man. A very unique soul. I’ve never met another man like him” #That’s about the kindest thing you can say about a man who did unethical science on you and your friend #And who didn’t care that your mother (his sister) was dying #And stole money from your aunt to buy brandy and cigars and take a witch out on a date #uncle andrew #digory kirke #Polly Plummer #the magicians nephew #chronicles of narnia #narnia #the chronicles of narnia

[telestoapologist]

DESTINY 2 AS TUMBLR TEXT POSTS 💠💬✨

(18/?)

#destiny 2 #d2 as tumblr text posts #season of the witch #aunt savathûn #hive #we're so back

[fl3shm4id3n]

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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 '𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭' 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭.

ᴛᴜᴋᴛɪʀᴇʏ ᴛᴇ ꜱᴜʟɪ ɴᴇʏᴛɪʀɪ'ɪᴛᴇ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ᴜᴍʙʀᴀ ᴡɪᴛᴄʜ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ)

Tw: Deja Blu team, weapons (guns), reader is tall af (7'0).

A/N: I wasn't going to write today, but I had to finish this.

Masterlist

You had ran after the kids, but after an explosion that had happened shortly after the chase you and the little kid got separated together in the forest. You were getting up from the floor, groaning in pain after the hard impact from the floor. "Ugh, I hope that didn't leave a mark.." you said to your self as you rubbed your forehead. "Aunty!" you heard a small voice say, then you felt someone hug your leg. You got up quickly and got a few feet away from the little one.

"Whoa whoa, slow down little one, I am not your aunt" you said, looking down at the small na'vi child. "But, aunty" she whined, this made you get a bit annoyed. "Will you quick calling me aunty?!" you said in a mean tone. Causing the child to start to sob out of sadness and she covered her eyes with her hands. You sighed, annoyed, getting down to her level. You got one of your guns and used the other side as a handle while you used the actual handle to push the little one's forehead up. "If there's two things I hate in this world is cockroaches and crying babies" you said, making the little one listen, but you thought about your words again.

"Well, a crying baby cockroach would be truly terrible, so don't you dare cry" you said sternly, seen how the little one had stopped sobbing. "Yes aunty" she said, again you rolled your eyes. "Fine" you said, getting up from the floor. "You've got to be a strong little one in order to survive in this place. What's your name anyway?" you asked. "Tuk.." she said while rubbing her eyes clean. "Tuk?" you repeated, seen how the little one nodded. "Hm, you must be Jake Sully's child?" you asked.

Tuk only nodded. "Hm, wonder where this Daddy of yours is." You said. "He was here with my mommy and my brother, he came to save us... I want to go home!" she whined, going straight to hugging your leg. Making you stubble back a bit and you pried her your leg. "Well, I can't just drag you along wherever I go little one, perhaps, who knows where your daddy is and my team are. So you better not be getting attached to me." You said. "Yes, Aunty" she said.

You just sighed. "Come now little one, I'll help you get back to your family, that's all" you said, turning away, but you felt her get a hold of your long braid, making you groan in pain. You turned and got her to let go of your braid. "And you have to promise they will be no crying" you turned away again, but turned back to her. "A single tear or you'll be crying alone." You warned. "Got it?" you asked again. "Okay aunty" Tuk said with a little smile, you could only just groan and began to walk away, while Tuk followed.

Finding her family shouldn't be hard right? Maybe once you help the little one back home you'll be able to go back to the RDA or at least look for the base. The problem was that you had no idea where to go, the jungle was huge and you had no clue on what was out there, so you had to be prepared to fight any kind of danger. Not only that but you were also babysitting a child who thinks of you as her aunt, weird. Many years back you had promised yourself that you'd never be a mother or care for a child no matter the circumstances. Or so you thought.

The whole journey, Tuk had been telling you stories about herself and her family, at first it annoyed you since she wasn't speaking clearly. Often mixing some words together or forgetting what to say, but over the time you got used it. You began to understand her a bit more and tolerate her a bit. You also couldn't help but notice how she began to try and walk like you, even try to pose like you. You didn't care at first, but you kept noticing how she really tried to be like you in a way, she is a child after all and she was still trying to figure out what and who she wants to be in the future.

When she'd asked about you, she wanted to know who and what you were, also why you had joined the bad guys who were clearly after her father. You were honest with her, you had just joined out of boredom. You had nothing better to do, so why not? You and another friend of your were the last remaining Umbra Witches with a lot of time on their hands. When Tuk had asked about your family, you had told her that your mother died when you were young and your dad was who knows where. You also told her about due to your origin, you were an outcast among the witches. She seemed sad, seen that you were treated differently from the people who were suppose to be by your side, you're a part of them regardless of what your origin was.

That eclipse, you both had ate some fruit you had manage to find, thanks to Tuk. You were walking, while Tuk was walking beside you. You noticed how she also had her hands on her hips and she tried walking like you were, it was cute in a way. "We're close to the camp, but I don't think it would be a good idea that you come with me.." Tuk said, you could only nod. You didn't want to get attacked by simply bringing back the little one back to the family. If you wanted, you would of just taken her back with you to the RDA. "Hm, tell me little. Is there something that you love? Something really important to you?" you asked. It took Tuk a minute to think for a moment. "Well, my family? My dad always says that 'Sully's Stick Together', so, my family is important to me" she said.

You thought about what she said, she had a family who loved her, while you? You were an orphan that no one wanted and was set a side from the people who were suppose to be your 'family'. "When you love something, cherish it for as long as you can, because, who knows when things decide to get take a turn." You advice while you walked together. Tuk nodded, really thinking of what you had said to her.

"We're here!" Tuk said, you stopped and looked down at the little one. "So, I guess this is where we part ways" you said, sounding a bit sad, you had to admit, the whole couple hours you spent with Tuk, you had got attached to her, even though you told her not to get attached to you. Tuk looked up at you sadly, you could see the tears build up in her eyes. "Ah ah, what did I say?" you asked, then Tuk quickly rubbed her eyes and sniffed a bit. "There's no crying and I have to be strong" she said, you then got down to her height. "Remember what I told you." You said, then you got one of your gun's from your boot. "This for me?" Tuk asked, seen you getting your gun, you only chuckled "not the gun, but this" you said, then you took off the little blue butterfly charm with four wings. You then handed it to her. "This is for you, keep it, close to your heart" you said, seen how Tuk had a good look at the blue charm. "Go on now, your family must be worried" you said, getting up. Tuk gave you one last smile and began to walk away to where her home was, you stayed behind to watch her go into her home. You couldn't help but feel sad, you had really got attached and used to her.

#avatar x reader #avatar x you #avatar x y/n #atwow x reader #atwow x you #atwow x y/n #tuk x reader (platonic) #tuk x umbra witch reader (platonic) #tuk x aunt reader (platonic) #tuk fic #platonic #platonic relationships #platonic fics #female reader #female y/n #umbra witch reader #umbra witch y/n #aunt reader #aunt y/n #aphrodite's writing #cereza's writing

[agent-mm-25]

Jadis: *Exists*.

Aunt Letty: "I'm about to end this circus freak's whole career".

#aunt letty being a savage #narnia #the chronicles of narnia #chronicles of narnia #the magicians nephew #digory kirke #polly plummer #aslan #jadis the white witch #the white witch #c s lewis

[end0r4]

Zelda Spellman, Chilling Adventures of Sabrina | Chapter 𝟜 : Witch Academy

#zelda spellman #miranda otto #(̅_̅_̅_̅(̅_̅_̅_̅_̅_̅_̅_̅_̅̅_̅()ڪے #zelda phiona spellman #aunt zee #auntie zee #zelds #also known as love of my life #chilling adventures of sabrina #caos #caos zelda #part 1 #witch academy #myedit #stgedit #my screenies #scheduled #aunt zelda

[flowers-of-io]

No one is normal in this house (the Hive fandom)

#the book club (group chat) is dissecting this dialogue violently #season of the witch spoilers #little war sister #aunt savathûn #keeping up with the osmium dynasty

[underqualified-human]

I just love your post about the signs that Yuu does not belong to this TW ! Do you mind if you gives us some more sings?

Why not?

They have an uncanny ability to manipulate others' emotions. I mean that in the 'whisper something in someone's ear and have them immediately have them go into a rage' type way.

Not really a sign but despite not being from Twisted Wonderland they are somehow friends with all the minor fairytale characters [Goldie Locks, Little Red Riding Hood, they somehow have met the Snow Queen]

They occasionally break the fourth wall

They're not a beastman but are also capable of biting through bone. [they got chained to a wall once and bit their own hand off. It grew back though!]

Their accent changes on a monthly basis and they refuse to acknowladge it.

Along with the regeneration, they also talk about historical events like they've been there. No one's sure how old they actually are.

They'll also just - casually refer to the great seven by their first names. The only honerific they'll use is Miss/Mister.

They don't really teleport persay, but they do have a tendency to appear out of the shadows.

Their pockets are pocket dimensions. They fit anything and any number of things in their pockets no matter how impossible it seems.

#My personal explanation is that they are just the embodiment of the 'trope' of an oracle or fortune teller. They can have any backstory or #appearance and all their family members are just concepts as well. #[The concept of a benevolent witch (think Baba Yaga in Vasilisa the Beautiful) #one of their aunts is an Evil Stepmother. etc #aries writing #twst #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst au #twisted wonderland au #? yuu #? yuu au #twst x reader #twisted wonderland headcanons #twisted wonderland x reader