Willow West

"We must follow our destinies... whether we want to or not..." Daughter of the Wicked Witch of the West, reluctant Royal, and 2nd year student at Ever After High. BACKSTORY: While many believe the Wicked Witch (also known as Elphaba (yes I'm doing Wicked)) was killed by Dorothy Gale, she merely faked her death and went into hiding with her true love, the Scarecrow (aka Fiyero). Together they had a pair of twins: Willow West and... well, that's a story for another day... 15 years later, Willow now attends Ever After High. Despite not wanting to follow her destiny, Willow sides with the Royals. She cares too much about her friends and family to risk them going poof because of her... (Mun- Geekychic1012) Birthday: April 30th

[kf2-art-things-deactivated20200]

Reblog if your icon would punch a nazi

[eyescreen-deactivated20201122]

Not so long ago, I discovered Donna Vivino’s version of “No Good Deed"  and I am still not over how utterly amazing it is. She sounds so crazy, which is so good. Also that high F belt note at the end of her Fiyero-riff. Ugh. Too much, too much to mention. Also. ACTING.

[eyescreen-deactivated20201122]

YouTube decided to delete the video, but Thank Goodness I was smart enough to download it before that happened, so that I can re-upload it over here, because it’s still one of the beste NGD-performances I have ever seen. (I did not record this video though and I can’t find the user who did, for which I’m sorry. I will give you the right source-claims if you turn up after all.)

[badasswitchnorth]

Roommates

[badasswitchnorth]

Silence fell, as Gillain drove. She debated turning the radio on but declined it after a quick glance at her roommate’s face. 

“I’m going to take a stab in the dark and say that it’s your family, someone’s hurt really bad and you have no idea how or what you’re going to do when you have to do something.” 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“… It does have to do with family, but… it’s not because they’re hurt.” Willow explained briefly. She stared out the window, her green eyes scanning the horizon intently.

[badasswitchnorth]

While she remained unconvinced, Gillain dropped the subject as they pulled up to the airport, “Call me if you need anything?” 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“… Yeah. I will. Bye Gillian.” Willow said as she got out of the car, grabbed her luggage, and headed off into the airport.

After about a week, Willow still hadn’t returned to the UK and had only called Gillian to let her know she had gotten to the states safely and was staying with a “friend.”

The news was on in the flat, covering some big court case in the US. It was the people against a car manufacturer, suspected of not recalling a car model when they knew that there were inferior airbags in the cars that supposedly led to multiple deaths.

Currently the prosecutor was focusing on the death of one man, claiming he died because of the airbag itself. To help strengthen the case, the prosecutor called up one of their witnesses, one Willow Maheswaran West.

[badasswitchnorth]

“What the fuck?” Gillain watched carefully before googling the case, “Oh fucking hell. ”

Fio paused in his reading to look at her, “What’s up? ”

“That. ” She pointed at the television before picking up her phone and dialing Willow.

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

Willow had just gotten out of the court room when she heard her phone ring. She checked it and saw that it was Gillian; after a moment of hesitation, she answered, “… Hey.”

[badasswitchnorth]

“Hey.” Her voice was softer than normal, “Everything OK on your end of things?

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“I guess you heard about the trial then? Yeah, it’s okay. Just busy. I’m… I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, I just didn’t know how to.” Willow said, clutching the phone tightly.

[badasswitchnorth]

“Hun, if you didn’t want to tell me that’s up to you. It’s a personal topic after all. ”

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“Yeah... How are you and Fio doing? Is he taking this alright?” Willow asked, concerned as always for her friends.

[badasswitchnorth]

Roommates

[badasswitchnorth]

Silence fell, as Gillain drove. She debated turning the radio on but declined it after a quick glance at her roommate’s face. 

“I’m going to take a stab in the dark and say that it’s your family, someone’s hurt really bad and you have no idea how or what you’re going to do when you have to do something.” 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“… It does have to do with family, but… it’s not because they’re hurt.” Willow explained briefly. She stared out the window, her green eyes scanning the horizon intently.

[badasswitchnorth]

While she remained unconvinced, Gillain dropped the subject as they pulled up to the airport, “Call me if you need anything?” 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“… Yeah. I will. Bye Gillian.” Willow said as she got out of the car, grabbed her luggage, and headed off into the airport.

After about a week, Willow still hadn’t returned to the UK and had only called Gillian to let her know she had gotten to the states safely and was staying with a “friend.”

The news was on in the flat, covering some big court case in the US. It was the people against a car manufacturer, suspected of not recalling a car model when they knew that there were inferior airbags in the cars that supposedly led to multiple deaths.

Currently the prosecutor was focusing on the death of one man, claiming he died because of the airbag itself. To help strengthen the case, the prosecutor called up one of their witnesses, one Willow Maheswaran West.

[badasswitchnorth]

“What the fuck?” Gillain watched carefully before googling the case, “Oh fucking hell. ”

Fio paused in his reading to look at her, “What’s up? ”

“That. ” She pointed at the television before picking up her phone and dialing Willow.

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

Willow had just gotten out of the court room when she heard her phone ring. She checked it and saw that it was Gillian; after a moment of hesitation, she answered, “… Hey.”

[badasswitchnorth]

“Hey.” Her voice was softer than normal, “Everything OK on your end of things?

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“I guess you heard about the trial then? Yeah, it’s okay. Just busy. I’m... I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, I just didn’t know how to.” Willow said, clutching the phone tightly.

[badasswitchnorth]

Roommates

[badasswitchnorth]

Silence fell, as Gillain drove. She debated turning the radio on but declined it after a quick glance at her roommate’s face. 

“I’m going to take a stab in the dark and say that it’s your family, someone’s hurt really bad and you have no idea how or what you’re going to do when you have to do something.” 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“… It does have to do with family, but… it’s not because they’re hurt.” Willow explained briefly. She stared out the window, her green eyes scanning the horizon intently.

[badasswitchnorth]

While she remained unconvinced, Gillain dropped the subject as they pulled up to the airport, “Call me if you need anything?” 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“… Yeah. I will. Bye Gillian.” Willow said as she got out of the car, grabbed her luggage, and headed off into the airport.

After about a week, Willow still hadn’t returned to the UK and had only called Gillian to let her know she had gotten to the states safely and was staying with a “friend.”

The news was on in the flat, covering some big court case in the US. It was the people against a car manufacturer, suspected of not recalling a car model when they knew that there were inferior airbags in the cars that supposedly led to multiple deaths.

Currently the prosecutor was focusing on the death of one man, claiming he died because of the airbag itself. To help strengthen the case, the prosecutor called up one of their witnesses, one Willow Maheswaran West.

[badasswitchnorth]

“What the fuck?” Gillain watched carefully before googling the case, “Oh fucking hell. ”

Fio paused in his reading to look at her, “What’s up? ”

“That. ” She pointed at the television before picking up her phone and dialing Willow.

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

Willow had just gotten out of the court room when she heard her phone ring. She checked it and saw that it was Gillian; after a moment of hesitation, she answered, “... Hey.”

[flipfloppery]

Today is Awaken’s 4th birthday! And to celebrate I’m doing a book giveaway :D!!

To enter the giveaway you must reblog this and be a follower, and you’ll be participating for a chance to win Awaken’s Volume 1 book in English or Awaken, Capítulo 1 y 2 en Español. RULES:

The winner must be follower. New followers are welcome!

Only REBLOGS count on tumblr.

Deadline is the 17th of February 2017, 00 UTC.

The winners will be randomly selected.

There will be 3 winners, chosen from facebook, tumblr and twitter each one.

You can participate via tumblr and/or facebook and/or twitter, as many times as you like.

The winners must reply in the next 24hrs after I contact them.

Thank you very much for reading Awaken! Good luck :)! Awaken Webcomic | Facebook | Twitter | Tumblr

[asklonelyemeraldwolf-blog]

Saving G.U.N

[asklonelyemeraldwolf-blog]

“I don’t exactly have a better idea, but we could charm something of hers to lead us to where she is?” He suggested pocketing his phone.

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“Well, that could work. But it has to be something close to her. Do you have anything?” Willow asked.

[asklonelyemeraldwolf-blog]

“……I might, but we’d have to pop by her room?” And that would mean dealing with her roommate, “How fast do you think we could get Wyatt here?”

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“Pretty fast. Though getting him up may be more of an issue.” Willow said as she stepped aside to let Fio see Wyatt, asleep on her couch.

[asklonelyemeraldwolf-blog]

Saving G.U.N

[asklonelyemeraldwolf-blog]

“I don’t exactly have a better idea, but we could charm something of hers to lead us to where she is?” He suggested pocketing his phone.

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“Well, that could work. But it has to be something close to her. Do you have anything?” Willow asked.

[asklonelyemeraldwolf-blog]

Saving G.U.N

@daughterofthewickedwitch

The mass text came without warning, a message from Gillain’s phone number.

“I’m going home to see Mum for a while, be back soon. Don’t come after me.”  

Ten minutes later found Figaro Rovina pounding on Willow West’s door, asking for her to be home- What almost sounded like praying on his end. 

“Please Willow be here!” He muttered, knocking again. 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

Eventually the door opened to reveal a tired-looking Willow clad in a Santa Claus robe- courtesy of her brother- who grumbled, “Fio, excuse my language, but what the hell are you doing here this late?”

[asklonelyemeraldwolf-blog]

“Nevermind that- And do you really think that’s swearing? -look at the text Gillain’s sent.” He stated plainly. 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“Yes because I have manners. And anyway, my phone is off. Because it’s 10 pm at night.” Willow grumbled.

[asklonelyemeraldwolf-blog]

“I think she’s in trouble,” Fio swooped a hand up through his hair revealing the scars running around his right eye, “Willow, look.” He shoved his phone at her. 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“… Huh. I thought Gillian hated her mom?” Willow mumbled after she read the text. She looked at Fio, a little worried now, and asked, “Fio, are you alright? What do you think is wrong anyway?”

[asklonelyemeraldwolf-blog]

He looked at her calm for the first time in ages, “Since when have you heard Gillain call her Mother anything but ‘Glinda’ Willow.” 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“… Oooh. Gods sometimes I’m so dense. Okay so something is definitely up. But that doesn’t mean Gillian’s in danger, right?” Willow asked, ever the optimist.

[asklonelyemeraldwolf-blog]

“It’s Gillain.” His eyebrow rose, hand falling and hair following, “As much as I love her, anything could mean she’s in trouble… Plus she’s not answering her phone.” Which was an explanation in itself, since she always picked up.

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“Yeah, you’re right. So what should we do then? Go after her?” Willow asked. She grew more and more worried as she thought about everything that could have happened to Gillian.

[x-heesy]

[asklonelyemeraldwolf-blog]

Saving G.U.N

@daughterofthewickedwitch

The mass text came without warning, a message from Gillain’s phone number.

“I’m going home to see Mum for a while, be back soon. Don’t come after me.”  

Ten minutes later found Figaro Rovina pounding on Willow West’s door, asking for her to be home- What almost sounded like praying on his end. 

“Please Willow be here!” He muttered, knocking again. 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

Eventually the door opened to reveal a tired-looking Willow clad in a Santa Claus robe- courtesy of her brother- who grumbled, “Fio, excuse my language, but what the hell are you doing here this late?”

[asklonelyemeraldwolf-blog]

“Nevermind that- And do you really think that’s swearing? -look at the text Gillain’s sent.” He stated plainly. 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“Yes because I have manners. And anyway, my phone is off. Because it’s 10 pm at night.” Willow grumbled.

[asklonelyemeraldwolf-blog]

“I think she’s in trouble,” Fio swooped a hand up through his hair revealing the scars running around his right eye, “Willow, look.” He shoved his phone at her. 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“… Huh. I thought Gillian hated her mom?” Willow mumbled after she read the text. She looked at Fio, a little worried now, and asked, “Fio, are you alright? What do you think is wrong anyway?”

[asklonelyemeraldwolf-blog]

He looked at her calm for the first time in ages, “Since when have you heard Gillain call her Mother anything but ‘Glinda’ Willow.” 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“... Oooh. Gods sometimes I’m so dense. Okay so something is definitely up. But that doesn’t mean Gillian’s in danger, right?” Willow asked, ever the optimist.

[asklonelyemeraldwolf-blog]

Saving G.U.N

@daughterofthewickedwitch

The mass text came without warning, a message from Gillain’s phone number.

“I’m going home to see Mum for a while, be back soon. Don’t come after me.”  

Ten minutes later found Figaro Rovina pounding on Willow West’s door, asking for her to be home- What almost sounded like praying on his end. 

“Please Willow be here!” He muttered, knocking again. 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

Eventually the door opened to reveal a tired-looking Willow clad in a Santa Claus robe- courtesy of her brother- who grumbled, “Fio, excuse my language, but what the hell are you doing here this late?”

[asklonelyemeraldwolf-blog]

“Nevermind that- And do you really think that’s swearing? -look at the text Gillain’s sent.” He stated plainly. 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“Yes because I have manners. And anyway, my phone is off. Because it’s 10 pm at night.” Willow grumbled.

[asklonelyemeraldwolf-blog]

“I think she’s in trouble,” Fio swooped a hand up through his hair revealing the scars running around his right eye, “Willow, look.” He shoved his phone at her. 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“... Huh. I thought Gillian hated her mom?” Willow mumbled after she read the text. She looked at Fio, a little worried now, and asked, “Fio, are you alright? What do you think is wrong anyway?”

[asklonelyemeraldwolf-blog]

Saving G.U.N

@daughterofthewickedwitch

The mass text came without warning, a message from Gillain’s phone number.

“I’m going home to see Mum for a while, be back soon. Don’t come after me.”  

Ten minutes later found Figaro Rovina pounding on Willow West’s door, asking for her to be home- What almost sounded like praying on his end. 

“Please Willow be here!” He muttered, knocking again. 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

Eventually the door opened to reveal a tired-looking Willow clad in a Santa Claus robe- courtesy of her brother- who grumbled, “Fio, excuse my language, but what the hell are you doing here this late?”

[asklonelyemeraldwolf-blog]

“Nevermind that- And do you really think that’s swearing? -look at the text Gillain’s sent.” He stated plainly. 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“Yes because I have manners. And anyway, my phone is off. Because it’s 10 pm at night.” Willow grumbled.

[asklonelyemeraldwolf-blog]

Saving G.U.N

@daughterofthewickedwitch

The mass text came without warning, a message from Gillain’s phone number.

“I’m going home to see Mum for a while, be back soon. Don’t come after me.”  

Ten minutes later found Figaro Rovina pounding on Willow West’s door, asking for her to be home- What almost sounded like praying on his end. 

“Please Willow be here!” He muttered, knocking again. 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

Eventually the door opened to reveal a tired-looking Willow clad in a Santa Claus robe- courtesy of her brother- who grumbled, “Fio, excuse my language, but what the hell are you doing here this late?”

[badasswitchnorth]

Roommates

[badasswitchnorth]

Silence fell, as Gillain drove. She debated turning the radio on but declined it after a quick glance at her roommate’s face. 

“I’m going to take a stab in the dark and say that it’s your family, someone’s hurt really bad and you have no idea how or what you’re going to do when you have to do something.” 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“… It does have to do with family, but… it’s not because they’re hurt.” Willow explained briefly. She stared out the window, her green eyes scanning the horizon intently.

[badasswitchnorth]

While she remained unconvinced, Gillain dropped the subject as they pulled up to the airport, “Call me if you need anything?” 

[daughterofthewickedwitch]

“… Yeah. I will. Bye Gillian.” Willow said as she got out of the car, grabbed her luggage, and headed off into the airport.

After about a week, Willow still hadn’t returned to the UK and had only called Gillian to let her know she had gotten to the states safely and was staying with a “friend.”

The news was on in the flat, covering some big court case in the US. It was the people against a car manufacturer, suspected of not recalling a car model when they knew that there were inferior airbags in the cars that supposedly led to multiple deaths.

Currently the prosecutor was focusing on the death of one man, claiming he died because of the airbag itself. To help strengthen the case, the prosecutor called up one of their witnesses, one Willow Maheswaran West.

[designation-sirus]

Please reblog if you are willing to RP with an Asexual character.

And I don’t mean no romance. I just mean literally no literal sex. Rp all the romance!

[andantegrazioso-deactivated2018]

Black lining | alexismabille