“I am.” Celine smirked at his flirting. She looked him over and decided she certainly wasn’t opposed to it. “You happened to find yourself face to face with the witch queen of New Orleans. I am certainly a native. And I can show you anything your heart desires around here.”

Clint coupdnt help but smile. She was beautiful, after all. The only one who stood out to him, but he’d always had a thing for full lips and pale skin. “Anything at all?” He mused, arching a brow. “How about dinner with you as my plus one, then?”

Magic Blooded || walkinggatorbait

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Celine smirked and ran a hand through his hair. “That is quite possibly the second best idea you’ve had.” She chuckled and rolled over so that she was straddling him. “I’m always down for pizza and this.”

Magic calls to magic, his mother had once said. Loki had never understood what she meant back then, had once spent hours and days trying to find an explanation, but centuries later and he had a feeling that now he was starting to. He laughed as she moved to straddle him, pale fingers reaching to brush through dark waves. “Really now?” He mused, grinning and leaning to press a kiss to her collarbone. “Perhaps we should make this happen more often, then.”

Fools and Trouble || walkinggatorbait

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“Well there’s a first time for everything.” Celine chuckled slightly as she looked at him. She paused for a moment before taking a seat next to him. “How about I be the fool and you be the trouble then.” The witch took the shot glass from him.

Kat gave a little chuckle as she took his shot, motioning for another two. “I believe I can go with that.” he mused, watching her before holding out his hand. “Kataigida. Might I ask your name?” he asked, tilting his head. “Since we will likely find trouble at some point.”

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Peter hated flying but it was the only way to get the island and the beach house he’d bought for the summer. As they got off the plane and got into the rental waiting for them, he leaned over to kiss his new bride. “Close your eyes, it’s a surprise where we’re going.” he said with a grin.

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“I believe in curses. I believe in demons. I believe in monsters. Do you?” [from Alizair]

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Celine chuckled slightly and looked up at him. “Of course, I do. I’ve cursed more than my fair share of people. Tangled with my fair of demons, and I’ve definitely seen more monsters than anyone would believe.”

Alizair laughed and shrugged a shoulder. “Living in New Orleans has that kind of perk.” he mused, taking a drink. “Wouldn’t wanna be anywhere else, honestly.”

Witching Hour || walkinggatorbait

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Celine smirked and looked up at Peter. “Probably nothing,” She chuckled and poked his nose. “I just wanted to be dramatic like you for a moment.” She teased him.

Peter rolled his eyes. “Is that because of the little eye flash I did when that drunken fool put his hand up the back of your skirt?” he asked as he leaned to kiss her.

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Celine laughed at his comment. “Oh there’s is more things than just the city that can put a spell on you. But this city is indeed something supernatural and magical, especially if you know where to look or at least know the right people.”

Clint arched a brow, smiling as he turned to look at her. “I presume you’re referring to yourself?” he asked, obviously flirting. “You’re as beautful as a goddess. Are you a native of the city?”