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Hi, toxic (affectionately) witches fans! any chance there are other Italians here? Yep, I'm italian, duh

or even– question for everyone, where are you from? 💚💜

#agatha all along #agathario #agatha harkness #rio vidal #agatha x rio #marvel #agatha coven of chaos #coven #witchcraft #the green witch #witchkillr

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@witchkillr asked: 🎁

"Its hot when you have a meltdown," she remarks, leaning against the door frame with a smirk firmly in place and something sparkling in her eyes. Teasing Agatha came so easy to her; it gave her a little thrill, never truly knowing what kind of a reaction the other woman would have. But really was it teasing if it was true? Zelda found the witch attractive, she wasn't blind, but when she was worked up she was something else, she thought.

#witchkillr #song: my kink is karma by chappell roan #context? I don't know her

@witchkillr, making demands.

just admit that you love me .

love hides in the smallest of cracks. apex predator, it sits in the underbrush, waiting to pounce, counts down millennia between heartbeats. love grows on patience like moss on wet soil, and in her chest there is space for a forest. and so when agatha asks - demands - seeks, it settles over her like dew.

the hour is late. mura ( and oh, to be mura again. to exist devoid of artifice, here in this little room, in this place so far from home. to strip herself bare, when for so long her leathers had stuck to her a second skin, and now at last, at last !! she can breathe again ) has undone her braid, hair spilling like rivers of ink across the sheets, a brush in a hand that freezes, motion aborted.

admit that you love me.

has she not ?? mornings find her with her mouth to agatha's shoulder. she has bathed blood from her skin, has sought to undo hurts knotted along her spine, the steady slow stillness of a lake that will not drown her. language feels at times immaterial and vain, crude renderings of a world painted colours with no name. it lives now in the corners of her mouth as she smiles, indulgent, raising so the sheets pool around her waist, sets aside her brush.

❝ have i given you reason to doubt that what i carry in my heart for you is love ?? ❞ teasing, like truth often has to be with her flighty heart. grasping fingers reach for fingers, a kiss planted in the middle of her palm like a seed, safe under the blanket of winter. ❝ i love you. it is as easy and as strange to me as breathing. ❞

#witchkillr #⊰ ☾ 𝖎𝖎. — answers. ❝ even now at the end she was being watched. *#mura vc: bet 😊#AH. THEM

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@witchkillr asked: ⚔️ OHHH… ⚔️ - a starter where our muses are fighting and my muse admits their feelings for yours.

"You were going to kill me, weren't you." It was less an accusation and more stating of facts, but it came out of her mouth with more feeling than she would have liked. "I don't know why I'm surprised. Actually, I'm not." She shook her head. Why was she choosing now to do this? They had just survived but barely. Perhaps it was the adrenaline. "Maybe you still plan on it. You've always been selfish and power-hungry, haven't you. And to think that those were traits I found endearing. I can't believe how stupid I am for playing with fire. I wanted to cheer on your ambition like some lovesick idi-" Zelda quickly pressed her lips together, eyes grown wider.

#witchkillr #aaaaahhhh