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#AtomicBomb
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@bedlamwytch.bsky.social
· Jun 24
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦,
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦,
𝘐𝘯 𝘉𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘢𝘮, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦-
🧹 Witch of Madness
🧹 MVRP
🧹 25+
🧹 SL's, Banter, etc
📻 25+ mun, she/her, GMT
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦,
𝘐𝘯 𝘉𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘢𝘮, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦-
🧹 Witch of Madness
🧹 MVRP
🧹 25+
🧹 SL's, Banter, etc
📻 25+ mun, she/her, GMT
"Oh, those shoulder pads are really something!"
And she was stroking her fingers through little-Kurt's hair. It was probably from his super-hero days.
Though she still had those.
Just spider themed.
And honestly, that sort of went over her head.
"The doggy is cute!" -
And she was stroking her fingers through little-Kurt's hair. It was probably from his super-hero days.
Though she still had those.
Just spider themed.
And honestly, that sort of went over her head.
"The doggy is cute!" -
"That sounds actually, quite amazing! Are you stuffing it with cotton? Perhaps a stiffer softer foam to give her a bit of heft..."
And to help train her tail. She was already accepting things from them with it.
"I also bought a few things. I am not so skilled as you in crafting..."
~
And to help train her tail. She was already accepting things from them with it.
"I also bought a few things. I am not so skilled as you in crafting..."
~
December 8, 2025 at 8:11 PM
"Oh, those shoulder pads are really something!"
And she was stroking her fingers through little-Kurt's hair. It was probably from his super-hero days.
Though she still had those.
Just spider themed.
And honestly, that sort of went over her head.
"The doggy is cute!" -
And she was stroking her fingers through little-Kurt's hair. It was probably from his super-hero days.
Though she still had those.
Just spider themed.
And honestly, that sort of went over her head.
"The doggy is cute!" -
"I feel really sick today. And so tired."
December 8, 2025 at 8:07 PM
"I feel really sick today. And so tired."
"Oh! I think I could make her a crocheted sword, until she's old enough to move onto the wooden training sword."
Which is what he was making, whether he knew it or not. He had time to work on it, to polish it down and oil it until it was strong.
Which is what he was making, whether he knew it or not. He had time to work on it, to polish it down and oil it until it was strong.
"Oh, I already started on one for her..."
BAMF away and back. An unfinished hand-carved wooden cutlass, sized for perhaps a six or seven year old. It needs painting and finishing...
"But.. she's not old enough yet. And I also found a hand made pirate hat..."
BAMF away and back. An unfinished hand-carved wooden cutlass, sized for perhaps a six or seven year old. It needs painting and finishing...
"But.. she's not old enough yet. And I also found a hand made pirate hat..."
"And a wooden sword, just like daddy's?"
She grinned, fully imagining Talia running around dressed as a Princess, sword in hand, fighting the Prince and saving the dragon all by herself.
She grinned, fully imagining Talia running around dressed as a Princess, sword in hand, fighting the Prince and saving the dragon all by herself.
December 8, 2025 at 6:48 PM
"Oh! I think I could make her a crocheted sword, until she's old enough to move onto the wooden training sword."
Which is what he was making, whether he knew it or not. He had time to work on it, to polish it down and oil it until it was strong.
Which is what he was making, whether he knew it or not. He had time to work on it, to polish it down and oil it until it was strong.
Premarital sex?!
Then let is to bed and more important and...fulfilling things
......always
December 8, 2025 at 6:46 PM
Premarital sex?!
"And a wooden sword, just like daddy's?"
She grinned, fully imagining Talia running around dressed as a Princess, sword in hand, fighting the Prince and saving the dragon all by herself.
She grinned, fully imagining Talia running around dressed as a Princess, sword in hand, fighting the Prince and saving the dragon all by herself.
"I have another, half finished. Trying again... But perhaps you are right. Carve it out of the core as a detail..."
He'd simply been trying to hard. Simplicity would suffice and make for a better toy.
"As she gets older, I vas thinking a doll house. Of our home."
He'd simply been trying to hard. Simplicity would suffice and make for a better toy.
"As she gets older, I vas thinking a doll house. Of our home."
"Oh darling, she is perfect!"
Effie handled the doll that was clearly a miniature replica of herself, grinning happily.
It was perfect in her eyes.
But the miniature Kurt had seen some things. His poor tail.
"Oh... Maybe if he was to hold his tail up against his back?" -
Effie handled the doll that was clearly a miniature replica of herself, grinning happily.
It was perfect in her eyes.
But the miniature Kurt had seen some things. His poor tail.
"Oh... Maybe if he was to hold his tail up against his back?" -
December 8, 2025 at 6:15 PM
"And a wooden sword, just like daddy's?"
She grinned, fully imagining Talia running around dressed as a Princess, sword in hand, fighting the Prince and saving the dragon all by herself.
She grinned, fully imagining Talia running around dressed as a Princess, sword in hand, fighting the Prince and saving the dragon all by herself.
"Oh darling, she is perfect!"
Effie handled the doll that was clearly a miniature replica of herself, grinning happily.
It was perfect in her eyes.
But the miniature Kurt had seen some things. His poor tail.
"Oh... Maybe if he was to hold his tail up against his back?" -
Effie handled the doll that was clearly a miniature replica of herself, grinning happily.
It was perfect in her eyes.
But the miniature Kurt had seen some things. His poor tail.
"Oh... Maybe if he was to hold his tail up against his back?" -
"Vooden dolls. I have vone mostly done but the other... A bit beyond my skills..."
He BAMFed away and came back. A wooden doll that seemed very simple, very old fashioned. Not.... Very well made. Solid and painted and even finished to not splinter or chip easily.
~
He BAMFed away and came back. A wooden doll that seemed very simple, very old fashioned. Not.... Very well made. Solid and painted and even finished to not splinter or chip easily.
~
"She's going to love anything you make her, Kurt."
"What are you making for her?"
"What are you making for her?"
December 8, 2025 at 6:00 PM
"Oh darling, she is perfect!"
Effie handled the doll that was clearly a miniature replica of herself, grinning happily.
It was perfect in her eyes.
But the miniature Kurt had seen some things. His poor tail.
"Oh... Maybe if he was to hold his tail up against his back?" -
Effie handled the doll that was clearly a miniature replica of herself, grinning happily.
It was perfect in her eyes.
But the miniature Kurt had seen some things. His poor tail.
"Oh... Maybe if he was to hold his tail up against his back?" -
......always
Only if he can
Can she... bite?
December 8, 2025 at 5:41 PM
......always
"She's going to love anything you make her, Kurt."
"What are you making for her?"
"What are you making for her?"
"In truth...?"
He blushes, looking a little embarrassed.
"I've been trying to carve her something. Word carved toys are very traditional vith my people but I am coming up short..."
He blushes, looking a little embarrassed.
"I've been trying to carve her something. Word carved toys are very traditional vith my people but I am coming up short..."
"We really should discuss what we're getting Talia, too."
December 8, 2025 at 5:41 PM
"She's going to love anything you make her, Kurt."
"What are you making for her?"
"What are you making for her?"
"We really should discuss what we're getting Talia, too."
"I'll still make sure you get something very special for Christmas!"
Lord only knows, he has too.
Lord only knows, he has too.
"I'm not naughty, well, I don't think I'm naughty."
"I might be. I have had relations outside of wedlock."
"I might be. I have had relations outside of wedlock."
December 8, 2025 at 4:34 PM
"We really should discuss what we're getting Talia, too."
Can she... bite?
Cuddles, always
Cuddles, too?
December 8, 2025 at 4:33 PM
Can she... bite?
"I'm not naughty, well, I don't think I'm naughty."
"I might be. I have had relations outside of wedlock."
"I might be. I have had relations outside of wedlock."
December 8, 2025 at 4:30 PM
"I'm not naughty, well, I don't think I'm naughty."
"I might be. I have had relations outside of wedlock."
"I might be. I have had relations outside of wedlock."
Cuddles, too?
Picks her up and carries her to the bed
Dropping from the sky right onto the floor.
Not moving from there.
Snoring.
Softly.
Not moving from there.
Snoring.
Softly.
December 8, 2025 at 3:32 PM
Cuddles, too?
She's awake just long enough to pull him down with her.
last night was stressful and exhausting
last night was stressful and exhausting
Carefully picking her up and carrying her to bed.
Dropping from the sky right onto the floor.
Not moving from there.
Snoring.
Softly.
Not moving from there.
Snoring.
Softly.
December 8, 2025 at 1:46 PM
She's awake just long enough to pull him down with her.
last night was stressful and exhausting
last night was stressful and exhausting
Dropping from the sky right onto the floor.
Not moving from there.
Snoring.
Softly.
Not moving from there.
Snoring.
Softly.
December 8, 2025 at 12:10 PM
Dropping from the sky right onto the floor.
Not moving from there.
Snoring.
Softly.
Not moving from there.
Snoring.
Softly.
“I’m not. All my underwear is full coverage, I’d know if they were still on.”
December 7, 2025 at 8:25 PM
“I’m not. All my underwear is full coverage, I’d know if they were still on.”
“I could wear this.”
December 7, 2025 at 8:23 PM
“I could wear this.”
Gooning hard, or hardly Gooning?
December 7, 2025 at 5:57 PM
Gooning hard, or hardly Gooning?
Big yawn.
Toddles off for the night.
Toddles off for the night.
December 7, 2025 at 4:58 PM
Big yawn.
Toddles off for the night.
Toddles off for the night.
For him, he probably felt that acrobatics was exactly what his body had been meant for. For her, music had been a revelation. She could see the sound waves and the vibrations from each note, seeing as much as hearing when they harmonised.
Plus, her mother had approved. -
Plus, her mother had approved. -
They were always learning about each other, weren't they? There was a certain 'bond by trauma' Kurt and Effie shared - but in this, when he saw her as her fingers hit the keys? It was when he first hung upside-down from the rope. The ringing keys reminded him of being in motion.
~
~
“It may sound better on the piano.”
There was one now. An upright that sat under the window and was currently draped in garlands. But Effie moved, handing the mallet back to Talia and pointing out which bar she should hit. Whether or not she would was not important. -
There was one now. An upright that sat under the window and was currently draped in garlands. But Effie moved, handing the mallet back to Talia and pointing out which bar she should hit. Whether or not she would was not important. -
December 7, 2025 at 2:07 PM
For him, he probably felt that acrobatics was exactly what his body had been meant for. For her, music had been a revelation. She could see the sound waves and the vibrations from each note, seeing as much as hearing when they harmonised.
Plus, her mother had approved. -
Plus, her mother had approved. -
In what way…?
“I am not good with people throwing up, it’s rather disgusting and I usually run away!”
She didn’t get motion sickness, it was a quirk of her abilities. She felt the world spin all the time.
“I am not good with people throwing up, it’s rather disgusting and I usually run away!”
She didn’t get motion sickness, it was a quirk of her abilities. She felt the world spin all the time.
He knew he could go fast, but perhaps his preference for uterus dislodging didn't involve vehicles.
Nonetheless, the bike roared, starting the road and in the path to look for a good wall to jump.
"You good with motion sickness?"
Nonetheless, the bike roared, starting the road and in the path to look for a good wall to jump.
"You good with motion sickness?"
“Okay!”
Arms around his waist, she gripped on and readied herself to sidestep onto a mattress if needed.
Not that she didn’t trust him, but she remembered the stories about the trains that could go so fast, they might dislodge a uterus!
Arms around his waist, she gripped on and readied herself to sidestep onto a mattress if needed.
Not that she didn’t trust him, but she remembered the stories about the trains that could go so fast, they might dislodge a uterus!
December 7, 2025 at 11:13 AM
In what way…?
“I am not good with people throwing up, it’s rather disgusting and I usually run away!”
She didn’t get motion sickness, it was a quirk of her abilities. She felt the world spin all the time.
“I am not good with people throwing up, it’s rather disgusting and I usually run away!”
She didn’t get motion sickness, it was a quirk of her abilities. She felt the world spin all the time.
“It may sound better on the piano.”
There was one now. An upright that sat under the window and was currently draped in garlands. But Effie moved, handing the mallet back to Talia and pointing out which bar she should hit. Whether or not she would was not important. -
There was one now. An upright that sat under the window and was currently draped in garlands. But Effie moved, handing the mallet back to Talia and pointing out which bar she should hit. Whether or not she would was not important. -
Kurt's transfixed, watching her motions and enjoying the music as only a German man could. She was. By all means, a very fine player, slumming it with a child's toy but genuinely impressive and pretty. Talia? She was smitten and in awe. The normally vocal and noisy little girl cooed softly.
~
~
“Hmmm… let’s see if I can remember.”
She could. Of course she could. Her dreams were rarely just ‘just’ dreams.
A few strikes to get her ear in and then she was playing something upbeat. It could almost be a music hall piece, not quite danceable, but to improve a mood.
She could. Of course she could. Her dreams were rarely just ‘just’ dreams.
A few strikes to get her ear in and then she was playing something upbeat. It could almost be a music hall piece, not quite danceable, but to improve a mood.
December 7, 2025 at 11:07 AM
“It may sound better on the piano.”
There was one now. An upright that sat under the window and was currently draped in garlands. But Effie moved, handing the mallet back to Talia and pointing out which bar she should hit. Whether or not she would was not important. -
There was one now. An upright that sat under the window and was currently draped in garlands. But Effie moved, handing the mallet back to Talia and pointing out which bar she should hit. Whether or not she would was not important. -
What a beautiful, lazy man.
Perhaps not lazy, though she’s going to make him lazy now. As she climbs onto the bed and then over him, pinning him back down with her hips on his, and her hands on his shoulders.
“You owe me a lot of personal time.”
Perhaps not lazy, though she’s going to make him lazy now. As she climbs onto the bed and then over him, pinning him back down with her hips on his, and her hands on his shoulders.
“You owe me a lot of personal time.”
Perhaps she can show him how much she missed him?
If she's up for it.
He's already in bed if that helps.
If she's up for it.
He's already in bed if that helps.
December 7, 2025 at 10:54 AM
What a beautiful, lazy man.
Perhaps not lazy, though she’s going to make him lazy now. As she climbs onto the bed and then over him, pinning him back down with her hips on his, and her hands on his shoulders.
“You owe me a lot of personal time.”
Perhaps not lazy, though she’s going to make him lazy now. As she climbs onto the bed and then over him, pinning him back down with her hips on his, and her hands on his shoulders.
“You owe me a lot of personal time.”
“Okay!”
Arms around his waist, she gripped on and readied herself to sidestep onto a mattress if needed.
Not that she didn’t trust him, but she remembered the stories about the trains that could go so fast, they might dislodge a uterus!
Arms around his waist, she gripped on and readied herself to sidestep onto a mattress if needed.
Not that she didn’t trust him, but she remembered the stories about the trains that could go so fast, they might dislodge a uterus!
A nod.
"That'll do! Hold fast."
The engine begins to roar.
"That'll do! Hold fast."
The engine begins to roar.
Slides on completely incorrectly. Perched on one side.
“Like this?”
“Like this?”
December 7, 2025 at 9:35 AM
“Okay!”
Arms around his waist, she gripped on and readied herself to sidestep onto a mattress if needed.
Not that she didn’t trust him, but she remembered the stories about the trains that could go so fast, they might dislodge a uterus!
Arms around his waist, she gripped on and readied herself to sidestep onto a mattress if needed.
Not that she didn’t trust him, but she remembered the stories about the trains that could go so fast, they might dislodge a uterus!
“Hmmm… let’s see if I can remember.”
She could. Of course she could. Her dreams were rarely just ‘just’ dreams.
A few strikes to get her ear in and then she was playing something upbeat. It could almost be a music hall piece, not quite danceable, but to improve a mood.
She could. Of course she could. Her dreams were rarely just ‘just’ dreams.
A few strikes to get her ear in and then she was playing something upbeat. It could almost be a music hall piece, not quite danceable, but to improve a mood.
"I vould love to hear it, and so vould Talia."
He had a little xylophone in front of him with their little girl in his lap and he was showing her that if she hot it with the little stick it would make musical notes.
He had a little xylophone in front of him with their little girl in his lap and he was showing her that if she hot it with the little stick it would make musical notes.
“I invented a new sort of piano, it made a sort of plinky-plonk noise. Like raindrops.”
December 7, 2025 at 9:33 AM
“Hmmm… let’s see if I can remember.”
She could. Of course she could. Her dreams were rarely just ‘just’ dreams.
A few strikes to get her ear in and then she was playing something upbeat. It could almost be a music hall piece, not quite danceable, but to improve a mood.
She could. Of course she could. Her dreams were rarely just ‘just’ dreams.
A few strikes to get her ear in and then she was playing something upbeat. It could almost be a music hall piece, not quite danceable, but to improve a mood.
More than she can put into words.
December 7, 2025 at 9:25 AM
More than she can put into words.