momma witch

[emmyliaclarke]

 “The Essex tree is deep and wide, but unseen as any breath.      I’ll pay the price to come inside, though it may mean my very death.                                       Hear me.”

[biitchwithashotgun]

alxricrivers:

“I’m not dealing with this right now.”

Alayla was a little more than embarrassed that some of the kids in her shelter had caused so much trouble. “I’m sorry if the kids damaged anything, or bothered you. Is there...anything I can do to help?”

[biitchwithashotgun]

weisswinters:

“What do you mean trapped?”

“Trapped as in you’re stuck here...forever. Sorry to be the one to break it to you.”

[biitchwithashotgun]

goodboy-danny:

I should really probably get one of them job things. How do you get those? Just ask around and hope for the best? I can’t even remember my high school grades, but surely they don’t need to know those for retail work… right?

“Usually you go in and ask, and there’s an interview and resumes. Sometimes people get in on the spot.”

[biitchwithashotgun]

Hey guys! So this is my new character, Alayla Norris. She’s a natural witch (born a witch) and owns an orphanage. But it’s not just any orphanage, it’s an orphanage for supernatural children. She’s pretty motherly and protective. I don’t have a full bio, but just an fyi, she’s 500+ years old and has been living in Sioux Falls all her life, but has been other places as well. 

Do LIKE this if you want to plot anything or want to know more! Also if your muse will be living in her orphanage, let me know!

[tmh-gloucester]

[biitchwithashotgun]

emilierourke:

“Oh I know, you’re right. That wasn’t meant as complaining really- more just…trying to absorb what the world is for us now. Never really thought I’d end up here. But then again, I doubt any of us did.” 

“You’d be surprised how many people here chose to come here. Of course, not many of them knew of the barrier until it was too late. It’d be great if we could put up a sign before people entered the town, but...we can’t leave.”

[biitchwithashotgun]

badhunterschild:

“That seems like overkill,” she didn’t know that it would make them explode.  

Alayla shrugged. “I wasn’t the one who made the barrier.”

[biitchwithashotgun]

badhunterschilds:

“What do you mean I can’t leave?!”

“I mean you can’t leave, as in you can’t leave. At least not without dying,” Alayla paused for a second with a sigh. “The barrier will make you explode if you do.”

[biitchwithashotgun]

witchyrommie:

“Hey, are you okay? I know I’m a stranger but… You can talk to me. I’m Rommie.”

“I’m perfectly fine, just a little exhausted,” she paused. “Alayla.”

[biitchwithashotgun]

emilierourke:

“I might’ve come here for a very specific purpose, yes, but that doesn’t mean being stuck here is any easier to digest, that and the fact that I’m utterly powerless” 

“Okay, I don’t mean to be rude, but, complaining isn’t going to help get you anywhere.”

[biitchwithashotgun]

bryhunts:

“A motel? Does this mean you’ll wait on me, hand and foot?” He chucked and leaned over to peck her on the lips. “Marx motel sounds better, hun. Sure, I’d love to see if you still insist on alphabetizing your bookshelf,” he joked.

“If you think I’ll wait on you hand and foot, then you must be a shapeshifter,” Alayla teased, a small laugh escaping past her lips. She shook her head a bit, a little unsatisfied with the small peck, so she pulled him closer and gently placed her lips on his. “Hey! Don’t make fun of me. And this time, you’re wrong. The books ae organized by colour.”

[biitchwithashotgun]

jacksonainsley:

“This car is a freaking wreck let me tell you.”

How many times have you fixed it? And why hasn’t that told you to try and get a new one?”

[biitchwithashotgun]

bryhunts:

“Pfft, you’re much prettier than an angel.” Her last comment took him by surprise. He wanted to say that she had already made it a home, with her personal touches and scent of food cooking. Everywhere she went, there was home right there. In her arms, touch, smile, and presence. Instead, he just nodded. “Together, I guess. We make one hell of a team.” To stop himself from getting sappy, because he knew how soft he really was, he stood up and brought their dishes to the sink.

“You dork. You were supposed to say that I’m the best-looking angel there is,” Alayla said with a small laugh, nudging Brynden. “But I’ll take the compliment.” All she could do was smile at him. She wouldn’t be surprised if she looked like a baby, in awe, who had seen the magic from a magician for the first time. “We make one hell of a team fighting monsters, and an even better team being a family.” She smiled, watching him for a second. “Well since we’re done eating, I suppose I should give you the grand tour of the Hayes-Marx Motel?”

[biitchwithashotgun]

Do you have opinions on the Winchesters?

I’ve never actually met them, but as a hunter, you hear about them. They’re a little reckless, but I don’t blame. There’s nothing wrong with caring about your family, and also trying to save the world at the same time--and sometimes your family is your world.

[biitchwithashotgun]

Do you think Julian and Brynden will get along?

I sure hope so. I don’t want to have to come to the point where I have to pick between the two.

[biitchwithashotgun]

Thoughts on Cooper?

“Cooper? Who in the hell is Cooper?”