#wvtchy

[itsalltoobeautiful]

@wvtchy — Kyle

Golden hour - the time of day that teases the evening, the sun at its most drowsy point; this was one of Whitney’s absolute favorite points out of the day to witness, ever since she was a little one playing outside in the Midwest summer air.

This evening, however, it was spent with the most darling boy she met at the school library- after a car ride full of laughter and singing along quite obnoxiously to the radio, Kyle parked at such a spot where that golden sun showed off its radiance… it spread across her hair, let down and in waves, with a honeyed hue; seriously, it was beautiful. There was something in the air in that car between them, and Whitney could not shake the urge to kiss this human driving her toward the sun —

With a sweet little grin, she maneuvered herself over the leather interior and took a seat right where she wanted to be- and as they shared the most soft kisses, the feeling of his hands exploring throughout her frame allowed an intoxicating trail of goosebumps to follow the path.. butterflies fluttered in her stomach…

“Oh yeah?” Whitney giggled softly into his lips, reaching a gentle hand up to trace first along the hair on his forehead, then his nose. “- well.. maybe I’m full of surprises, sir.. I couldn’t let you in on all of my secrets right away..”

The grin the girl held reached her chocolate eyes, full of genuine fondness- it felt…well, exciting, to be in this position, and ever the hopeless romantic, Whit was going to let those butterflies in her stomach lead the way.

[soulsuckrrs]

@wvtchy | meme reply | Leslie & Jackson

The sound of flames overtaking the large house was invigorating to the witch, especially since it was she who had started it. Heat rolled off the building as part of it collapsed inwards while the red flames took over completely, the screams from within almost drowned out as the house was consumed. A small snicker brushed past the blondes lips as she sidled up next to Jackson, blue eyes glinting with the same heat that now roared into the sky and she couldn't help but laugh a little more, lips drawing over her teeth as the action shook her frame some.

"He didn't fucking believe I'd actually do it," she said, laughter licking her tone before her hand came up to lightly pat Jackson's arm as if the whole thing was so funny she may keel over if she didn't use his tall frame to support herself. More laughter poured from her lips, almost bordering maniacal before Leslie had composed herself and straightened her stance to watch the house be devoured by fire. A blonde strand of hair fell into the witches face, that smile still plastered in place as she leaned her head against Jackson's arm and exhaled a breath of satisfaction.

[wndrbcy]

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muse: jaeho

                 ♡       she was gone longer than they’d even been together.. a year, maybe more-hard to keep track when all he seemed to do was go through the motions of missing her. on the verge of losing his mind, sometimes jae even thought he heard her voice, whispers around corners and peaks when he was on the verge of falling asleep, but this time was different. clear as day, crisp and familiar and horrifyingly close, baby. suspended-he doesn’t dare breath, won’t even look around his small apartment, stuck right where he stood. until he hears it again, gasps before breaking out into a sob, “winny..”

[gcldcnhour-a]

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he hears her, begging in the night. her tears are soaking the soil and he cannot resist, not when she comes for him, for something, for more. time, time, time. she’s repeating it. she wants more time, time that is hers. he can do that, he can grant her what she wants. but she does not know what more time entails. 

he does not care for offerings, and yet she has one, given to him before he has accepted her plead. it sparks something. laurie rises from the darkness, watching her. she is beautiful, she is desperate, and he has heard her call. “you should be careful who you ask for help from.” he is suddenly in front of her, once a shadow and now present. “someone might have heard you.” laurie smiles, bending down to meet her eye-level. his fingers touch just lightly under her chin. “but i have heard you, and i can grant you what you wish.”

[savagecuhnt]

@wvtchy​  wished to see 𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍  💀

 drug deal gone wrong? mugging gone wrong? perhaps some sort of weird sex scenario gone wrong? all was up in the air of the eyes that watched on. Fresh crimson was splattered on walls, dripping like some extravagant abstract art piece. bodies of lifeless men scattered across the floor as they gripped knives and guns. not quick enough. Money was in piles on tabletop, beside white powder and a hefty sandwich bag filled with green.

 “choke on it, bitch.” the witch growls as blade is dragged across the soft, tight flesh of her last victim’s throat. The inked digits entangled in the man’s hair is finally released, letting his head fall with dead weight as it thuds against crimson stained carpet. Blade is wiped across her black, ripped jeans until clean as she crosses the room to grab an already opened bottle of whiskey. Back is turned to open door while she takes a swig from the bottle. back of hand comes up and wipes droplets of liquor from her lips. “I know you’re there, and you have two options-“ her back is still turned to the stranger in the doorway as she holds up her knife, turning it over in hand to examine the shine of the blade, “come have a drink with me, or end up like them.” voice is soft and casual, as she speaks, “just know if you turn your back to run you’ll be dead by the time you reach the front door.”

[amcrtentiia]

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@wvtchy​

⥼ extremely particular about the demoness that would someday become his queen, under normal circumstances, malik would've never looked above the surface of hell for his future bride. however, he had answered the conjurings by a certain love witch a few times in the past; mostly out of amusement, and because the woman was so powerful. powerful enough to even summon one of the kings of hell. he had questioned lucifer about the creature, of course, knowing lucifer's mind of corrupting the mortal realm. mortals weren't just basic sources of food, nor just easily corruptible; there were a special few that could rise up in the eyes of monsters to become something more than what they were. lucifer had believed blaire to be one of those exceptional humans, now a witch who twisted the hearts of many pathetic men. and malik was not only captivated by her ruthlessness, but was hungry for her body and her beauty. therefore, she would be his queen, whether she liked it or not. ...he came to her one night, not in the midst of a spell, but as an aggressive man prepared to take what was his. waiting for her in the den area of her home, he had lounged casually against a chair, fingers laced together upon his lap. it has been a while since he has bothered with the pursuit of a woman's heart; love typically had disastrous endings for a monster that could not be tamed. it didn't occur to him that he would have to woo the witch. they've had more than enough encounters for her to understand that he wanted her. when the front door finally open, he darkly rasped, "my lady, welcome home. it is time for us to have an important chat." his plan was simple; malik would tell her that they would be married, and that lucifer himself has already blessed their union. as far as he was concerned, she was already his.

[badbloodmagic]

@wvtchy | continued from here

There was a buzzing just under his skin, a sensation that would not be calmed until he was sure Sabrina was really safe, sure they were currently away from the danger but that didn't mean there was more right around the next corner. Jase had a keen skill at attracting and better still at finding danger. They had a complicated relationship of meeting, Death and Jason, it came in the reckless form of some pseudo heroic act on Jason's part while whatever he went after tried to kill him, sometimes succeeding temporarily. It was a cycle that Jason was comfortable with, his life for the greater good of others, that's what he had been telling himself the last decade or so, time was elusive and held no true place in his life, if that's what it could be called.

Sabrina was a changing factor, at times Jase found himself truly being brave and even worse frightened. When Sabrina had first gotten hurt it sent Jason through a polemic episode not at all aimed at the woman but more at himself, he was furious with how he could have even allowed such a thing to happen. As time went on and they spent more time together, now a constant and reliable thing that he hadn't expected, Jase was more concerned with not only her safety but keeping her healthy. He couldn't always keep her uninjured and away from the bad things, but he could tend to her like the mother fucking hen that he was. So he had stopped the car in the middle of the road, a back one, dark and surrounded by trees where there could have been absolutely anything lurking.

But they had time, he had spent a good deal of the drive speeding as smoothly as he could, gaining distance and losing anything that could have followed them; however, not all the things after them followed the same. Jase was highly aware of any beings of the supernatural realm, and for now, they were lost, he could buy them some more town. He'd been running from such things for a very long time, Jase was used to hiding in more than one way.

The tall mans lips twitched into a brief smile but one he held for Sabrina, his gaze moved from her to the map then back again as she rested back against the car seat and closed her eyes. If he had been on his own Jase would have continued, pushed himself to pure exhaustion and then even further into that abyss before he pulled off in some isolated location to crash; he wasn't going to put Sabrina through that nor did he wish her to see him so hard on himself 'though she had already seen too much already. "Looks like a small town just a few miles up, nothing too big, might be a highway town--" he voiced as he gently took the map and quickly looked it over before refolding and replacing it, shifting back in his seat again to switch gears and drive on. "Better chance of that milkshake," Jase finished with a side glance and smirk.

[thornstocutyouwith]

wvtchy replied to your post: I wish vegans and vegetarians didn’t have mouths....

Lmao I’m vegan but I eat French fries and I’m proud

Well french fries are pretty damn good lol