#bewitchingbaker

You know what for fun send 🃏 and I'll do my best to make a poker night at the inventory cast for your muse

if you agree or disagree with who I pick is completely fine 👍 this is just for funies

The dealer is:

"I imagine it. Thanks for putting pictures in my head... But details will only be shared with the two of them~"

Send 🥪❓ to find out what kind of sandwich my muse would make for yous ( accepting )

send a 🌍 for a worldbuilding headcanon // accepting // @bewitchingbaker

—There are other types of supernatural creatures in The New Ashton Chronicles beyond those in the bestiary. I haven't written out anything definite yet, but I'm toying with including some sort of fae or fae-adjacent species. No details on that. Mermaids/sirens exist definitely. Myriad demon species. Other types of vampires. Many, many other things I'm sure.

It's fun to think about, even if I never expand on it.

—I'm still working out how magic works exactly, but I know it's an exchange of energy, which is why witches and magic users tend to get tired after big magical feats. No one can keep up magic indefinitely, not even the strongest witch or whoever. Magic can be pulled from others, from objects, from environments, channeled from other sources. Using a lot of power like that burns a lot of calories, so food or sustenance is a big part of it.

—Something that's more RP-related worldbuilding than series-related is that all pets never really age and they certainly never die. For instance, Andy's cat Vivi, is still a kitten despite me having age progressed Andy and other characters naturally over the years. This is my fantasy world where I like to escape. Pet deaths are not allowed here.

Thanks for sending!

She'd missed this man. She always did, always felt like she couldn't get enough of him. Just his energy, entirely. She almost craved it.

terisa's invitation had been innocent when they called chris over to their place to listen to the new song they'd put the finishing touches on. it wasn't supposed to end up like that. terisa knew chris had a thing for them, and it was mutual to an extent, but it hadn't even crossed their mind things would end up like this.

" fuck, you feel so fucking good, " terisa moaned, hand wrapped around the base of his cock and helping to guide him inside of that tight ring of muscle. stretching around him, she pushes down to take more of his thick cock inside as terisa tried to find balance. a bit of a hitch in breathing, their body tensing up as chris's cock is completely buried inside of her. " you should have told me you had a dick like this. "

a slight tease before both of their hands move to his knees, finding that perfect balance so that the rodeo sow could begin. ass pointed in his direction, terisa starts to bounce up and down, putting on a show of riding him perfectly to the beat of on of their songs playing in the background. a pleased sounding moan pours from her lips as the pace starts to pick up.