Takesie-backsies

Malkom must have scented her then, because he stiffened, rattling his chains. Then she got hit with a bolt of something like utter joy. / She swayed and moaned, “Whoaaa.” Yet he instantly followed that emotion with a helpless kind of rage. / No takesie-backsies, demon. She’d just scored a spike of uncut, pharmaceutical-grade vemon joy.

Source: wiktionary

‘That is to say,’ continues Gretel hurriedly, ‘I’ve got no magic powers. I’m just clever. That’s why the huntsmen suspected me. But I really am good at inventions, and I can definitely be an asset to your… community , we all agreed, so no takesie-backsies.’ Gretel really hopes that the law of no takesie-backsies applies to the world of witchcraft.

Source: wiktionary

“Only this time, there’s no takesie-backsies. I burned her shit and if I ever see her again, I’ll burn her, too.” / Beth glared at him in disgust. Al noticed her glare. / “Just kidding, sugar. I’m a lover, not a killer,” he said to her.

Source: wiktionary