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𝘪'𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳. sideblog to @saevages

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        i  moved  kat  to  a  proper  blog.  url  is  still  the  same.

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hey there! you’ve been visited by the bear of encouragement, here to tell you that you’re doing amazingly, your writing is fantastic, and cheering you on to keep up the good work! xoxo

well  this  is  the  cutest  friggin’  thing  i’ve  ever  recieved  !  i  don’t  know  what  prompted  you  to  send  this  but  it  made  my  day.  wishing  you  only  the  best  lil  bear.  xx

[wasabelieverarchive]

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magicrested‌  &  wyatt  !

              ❝  If   you   keep   going   out   there,   you   need   a   plan   Kat  ❞   voice   stern,   but   still   holding   onto   as   much   𝙳𝙴𝙻𝙸𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙴𝚂𝚂   as   he   could,   Wyatt   lightly   lifted   his   cousins’   arm   with   one   hand   and   looked   over   it,   seeing   if   it   had   any   chance   of   being   infected  …  or   poisoned.  With   his   other   outstretched   over   the   top   of   the   bloody,   tarnished   bullet   wound  ━  his   magic   worked   to   pull   the   shred   of   metal   out   and   then,   swiftly,   began   healing   it.  ❝  They’re   not   just   people   anymore.  They’re   not   an   ‘  easy   fight  ’.   They’ve   changed   to   𝚂𝚃𝙾𝙿   us,   okay?  It’s   dangerous. ❞

teeth  clenched  as  her  wound  protested  the  movement,  kat  couldn’t  tear  her  eyes  from  THE  SOFT  GLOW  as  her  arm  knitted  itself  back  together.  that  was  something  she  doubted  she’d  ever  get  used  to  seeing.  trying  to  ignore  his  reprimands,  ( yeah,  kat  already  knew  it  had  been  A  DUMB  PLAY,  she  wasn’t  that  thick-headed. )  kat  carefully  stretched  out  her  fingers  before  curling  them  into  a  fist.  not  even  a  twinge.  like  it  had  NEVER  HAPPENED.  

scoffing  as  his  words  finally  break  through,  angry  eyes  dart  to  look  up  at  the  older  witch.  her  cousin.  FAMILY.  that  little  revelation  had  been  one  of  the  greater  shocks  of  her  life.  ❝  believe  me,  i  know  how  dangerous  they  are.  ❞  the  sight  of  her  sister  laying  so  still,  barely  clinging  to  life,  it  was  there  behind  her  eyes  every  time  she  closed  them.  kat  couldn’t  sleep  without  NIGHTMARES  of  wyatt  showing  up  too  late  to  help  this  time.  yes  tamora  was  recovering  now,  but  knowing  she’d  been  so  close  to  losing  her,  it  was  that  FEAR  AND  RAGE  that  had  fuelled  todays  altercation.  ❝  look,  can  we  just  skip  the  speech  for  today?  I  MESSED  UP,  i  get  it.  i  put  you  all  at  risk.  ❞  

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at  some  point  when  she  was  twelve  or  thirteen,  kat’s  anger  at  her  parents  for  taking  her  powers  got  so  bad,  she  actually  left  home  and  went  and  stayed  with  one  of  the  aunts  for  a  month.  it  wasn’t  that  she  ever  stopped  loving  her  parents,  it  was  just  that  the  feeling  of  betrayal  got  so  bad  that  she  needed  some  distance  for  a  while.

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when  the  lighting  actually  agrees  with  my  psd,  best  believe  i  get  every.  angle.  possible.

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smash  that  heart  for  a  starter  !

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The Mandalorian | Chapter 4 - Sanctuary

#I LOVE THIS BABY MORE THAN I HAVE LOVE ANYTHING ELSE IN LIFE #HE WILL LOOK A MAN DEAD IN THE EYE AND PUSH ALL THE BUTTONS HE WANTS #THIS WAS THE FUNNIEST THING STAR WARS HAS EVER GIVEN US

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🎄charmed + holiday aesthetics☃️

wyatt: decorating the house to the nines, sitting in the kitchen and eating food as it comes out, handmade knit sweaters, martinellis, wrapping christmas presents with perfect corners and shiny ribbons, attempting (and failing) to follow holiday pinterest tutorials

chris: ice skating in union square, buying all your christmas gifts late, soft snowflakes falling, travelling great distances to be home with family, hating love, actually, but watching love, actually every single year, opening champagne on new years

melinda: hanging stockings my the fire, christmas pajamas, staying you’ll stay up for new years, but snoozing on the couch at 11, advent calenders, buying presents for your pets, beanies with big puffballs on top, hoping it’ll snow in california

tamora: building a bunch of mini snowmen rather than one really big one, switching from regular coffee to peppermint mochas & gingerbread maccchiatos to survive finals season, ugly christmas sweaters, the polar express

kat: the sound of tiny sleigh bells, the original how the grinch stole christmas special,  escaping the city to go out to the snow, eggnog, heeled booties that function as rainboots, skiing, playing jazzy holiday tunes on the piano

henry jr: the rudolph the red nose reindeer claymation, old illustrated christmas books, getting presents for your friends, scarves of every variety, christmas music starting right after halloween, going christmas tree shopping and aggressively smelling all the trees

pj: excessive amounts of tinsel, ariana grande’s christmas kisses album, holiday dresses, hosting friendsgiving in the middle of december, reindeer antler headbands, gift exchanges & secret santa

parker: snowball fights, wandering big department stores to admire the decorations, the movie elf, making candy canes really really sharp, the tiny snowmen toys that repeat back what you say but with a slightly higher pitch, white elephant

peyton: baking holiday treats, soft pop christmas songs, the santa clause, poncho weather, slippers that look like animals, genuinely hyped for practical gifts, nestling under multiple blankets and refusing to move

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some  say  the  world  will  end  in  fire,  some  say  in  ice.  from  what  i’ve  tasted  of  desire,  i  hold  with  𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞  𝐰𝐡𝐨  𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫  𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞.  but  if  it  had  to  perish  twice,  i  think  i  know  enough  of  hate  to  say  that  for  destruction,  𝐢𝐜𝐞  𝐢𝐬  𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨  𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭  and  would  suffice.

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magicrested‌  &  wyatt  !

Despite being ever so powerful, the epitome of someone who was supposed to be so strong. The demon fights never got any easier. Sure, being prepared ━ going into a fight where they ‘ knew the enemy ’, when things were laid out with each possible problem being outlined and counteracted, made things safe. He didn’t have to worry about being hurt, or someone else being harmed. It was a simple in and out mission. But it had never been anything physical that brought Wyatt down when it came to hunting demons. 

Every time he saw them, every time he was in the underworld. It never got any easier because they never made it easier. Every attack was a taunt and an attempt to push him over the edge. Every little remark they made, it dug under his skin more than anything else ever would. He tried so hard to ignore it all, to not let the way they looked at him, like they knew ━ knew he was going to slip ━ that they were going to win, get to him. But even when he thought he was okay it came straight back to him when everything was quiet.   “ Yeah, I’m good ”  with a bright smile, he’s pushing it all away, just so they don’t worry   “ You know, Mel would probably see that as a good thing.”   him, being quiet that is. Not that it matters because he’s just using it to change the subject.

as  a  kid,  wyatt  had  been  kat’s  METRIC  OF  STRENGTH.  it  made  sense,  he  was  the  oldest  of  them  and  as  a  child  she’d  believed  that  with  age  came  some  DEEPER  UNDERSTANDING  of  the  world.  in  a  way  she’d  been  right,  wyatt  was  strong,  but  he  was  also  allowed  his  WEAKNESSES,  just  as  they  all  were.  now  kat  could  understand,  it  wasn’t  just  his  job  to  look  after  them,  it  was  up  to  all  of  them  to  watch  out  for  each  other.  THAT  was  what  it  meant  to  be  family.  

so  watching  him  play  off  the  conflict  swirling  inside  him  with  a  joke,  yeah  kat’s  NOT  GOING  TO  PLAY  that  game.  won’t  watch  a  member  of  her  family  suffer  in  silence.  even  if  she  does  possess  all  the  subtly  of  a  sledgehammer.  ❝  yeah,  okay.  you  wanna  TRY  THAT  AGAIN  on  someone  who  hasn’t  known  you  literally  their  entire  life?  ❞  going  down  to  the  underworld  to  take  on  some  upper  level  demon  with  delusions  of  becoming  THE  NEW  BIG  BAD,  it  was  turning  out  to  have  unintended consequences.  

kat  hadn’t  been  close  enough  to  wyatt  when  he’d  split  off  to  face  the  demon,  busy  helping  the  others  deal  with  his  little  underlings,  but  there’d  been  A  SHADOW  in  his  eyes  since  he’d  rejoined  them.  a  cloud  of,  she  didn’t  even  know  what.  grief?  despair?  fear?  maybe  kat  COULDN’T  READ  EXACTLY  what  was  eating  away  at  him,  but  she  could  see  that  something  was  wrong.  ❝  look,  whatever  THAT  THING  said  to  you  down  there,  you  know  it’s  all  crap  right?  it  was  just  trying  to  mess  with  your  head.  DEMONS  ARE  DICKS  like  that.  ❞

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melliwell‌  &  melinda  !

see, sober melinda might’ve been embarrassed when reminded of her little show with kat.  drunk melinda, on the other hand, becomes excited. face lights up, bounces on her heel, with a big smile.  “ooooooh, we could do a different soundtrack!  moana sounds SO much better, let’s do it.  please, kat?  please ? ”  and they could get everyone else involved for the ‘we know the way!’ it’s perfect!  “it’ll be fun, we have to.”  normally, this is the part where she brings out the puppy dog eyes. instead, she does exactly what she did the last time: she starts singing.   “ moana — make way, make way !! ”  

NOPE.  she  won’t  do  it.  there’s  no  way  she’ll  be  dragged  into  this  again.  this  look  on  her  face,  it’s  her  DETERMINED  FACE.  ❝  ♪  moana  it’s  time  you  knew  ♪  ❞  dammit !  that  determined  face  quickly  transforms  into  AN  INDULGENT  GRIN  as  she  jumps  up  from  the  couch.  taking  her  cousins  hands  in  her  own,  kat  starts  swinging  their  arms  wildly.  okay,  so  perhaps  she’s  slightly  more  than  just  a  bit  buzzed.

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                                                   two  halves  of  a  whole                                                      tamora  &  kat  mitchell