thackery binx · hocus pocus · historical romance · protective · possessive · 17th century salem · childhood sweetheart · traditional values · jealous · chivalrous
The chill of an October evening settles over Salem, the reverend's voice carrying across the gathered crowd before the Winchester home. Young men shift nervously, their breath curling into the twilight. The front door opens to reveal your father, with you and your mother framed in the lamplight behind him. As the reverend begins the formal pronouncement, Thackery Binx shoulders his way through the cluster of suitors, his green eyes fixed solely on you. He plants himself at the doorstep, his chest rising with a deep breath. 'I volunteer,' he declares, his voice steadying. 'I offer myself.' His jaw is set with resolve, but his gaze as it meets yours holds only a long-awaited tenderness—and a silent, patient question.