𝖔𝖋 𝖌𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖚𝖕

[faitheroded]

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𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖘 - 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑 - 𝖆𝖘𝖐 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖊 - 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖔

[elmstinsomniac]

"Jesus so this witch stuff is real?" He asked. "Like for real real?" Quentin hadn't fully believed her when she told him she was a witch. Sure she'd showed him her powers but maybe she was just a really good illusionist or something.

He looked down at the bottle before opening it and downing it all in one gulp. He coughed a bit. "Jesus Christ." He mad a face before looking at him. Suddenly he felt recharged, energized, like he's been struck by lightning. "Holy..." He muttered.

"You're pretty badass aren't you?" He chuckled.

[faitheroded]

cassandra can't help the laugh that falls from her lips at his question. her life was so ingrained with witchcraft, it was all she thought about, all she was ever doing; sometimes she forgot some people didn't believe. " yeah.. it's real real. " she replies with amusement, and as if to prove herself, eyes look around at the dried leaves on the ground, pausing for a second before they catch in a small flame. though as quick as they light up her hand waves over them, making the fire disappear. " you have a sleep demon following you but you didn't think witchcraft might be real? " cassandra asks with a raised eyebrow, teasing him just a bit.

her face scrunches up apologetically at his reaction to the potion and bites at her nail while shrugging. " sorry.. I thought about adding sugar or something but it mighta messed it all up... " the corners of her lips lift just a bit seeing the potion work, a little proud of herself even if it was a simple spell but her eyes look away at his words.

shoulders shrug and she takes the bottle back, shoving it in her bag. " not really a badass.. my sister is like so much more powerful she just doesn't... " she shrugs again, frowning instead of continuing. " nevermind, let's go. "

[pristineslug]

sophie thatcher photographed by wanda martin

[elmstinsomniac]

Quentin sighs. "I get it...it sounds fucked up." He shrugged. "But this is different than the memories or the PSTD and shit." He said pulling up his sleeve to show her the cut on his arm. "I woke up just before I called you with this." He explained. "He's found me...." His voice shook. He was scared. He didn't know how to stop this.

He took the bottle. "This some sort of potion?" He asked. Of course it was. She was a witch after all. "Your house? You realize that once you're involved that he might come after you too?"

[faitheroded]

cassandra listens, her brain still working a million miles a minute to think of a spell or even a book that could help them; they'd have to do a lot of research. eyes glance down to the cut and her hands instantly reach out, holding his arm and running her finger around the cut. " this could help.. maybe it had some of his power or whatever he uses still in here. " her voice fades out, studying the injury as he thinks before finally looking back up and letting him go. " it could be risky, it's mixed in with your blood.. but it's a start. "

she knew messing with blood magic or dark magic like this was risky, but it's not like she doesn't know what she's doing with it. Cassandra nods at his question before starting back down the dark street towards her house. " yeah it's a potion, nothing crazy in it, but it might not taste that good... sorry. "

at his comment a small smirk comes to her lips, looking over her shoulder at quenin. " i'd like to see him try to kill me. " she knew she could go to hell and back, her mom would kill her if she knew Cassandra tried it, but it only made her more confident in her magic. " and we're gonna make sure he stops fucking with you too.. for good. "

[gallnerkyle]

SMILE (2022) dir. Parker Finn COMPANION (2025) dir. Drew Hancock

[elmstinsomniac]

@faitheroded asked : "Why did you call me here at 3am?" - from Cassandra!!

Quentin sighed. "Because...I think it's happening again...I can't sleep or eat I'm running on fumes I see him where ever I close my eyes I can't get away from him."

[faitheroded]

cassandra pauses, listening to him while she chews on the inside of her cheek, her mind running through any spell that might help him. "I don't wanna sound like a bitch or whatever.. " she starts, shrugging before finally letting out what she was thinking. " how do you know it's him, and not like.. ptsd or whatever? " she knows she would have no way of knowing the difference, still her phone is pulled out, staring at it for a second before nodding to him. " ok, fuck it, sleep demon or not. " hands dig through her bag, pulling out a small bottle she prepared for him just in case. " take this, it'll help you stay awake for now... just like a super natural energy drink, nothing crazy. and i'm taking you to my house, my mom and dad aren't home.. i'll do a protection spell while we figure this shit out. "

[thesoldiersminute]

Sophie Thatcher Campanion (2025) dir. Drew Hancock

[djotime]

SOPHIE THATCHER ph. by Wanda Martin — 2025

[faitheroded]

"That’s   a   nice   trick."

cassandra stares down at the mark on his arm, admiring her own work, nails lightly running around his arm and around the sigil but looking up to him hearing him speak. the corners of her lips perk up before she's looking back down to the mark. " at least you're not letting it get you down. " vlad being so calm about all of this was amusing to her, honestly she expected a fight. cold blue eyes look back into his, finally letting him go and leaning back, staring for a moment. " he must think you're pretty important for all this. you don't seem like a runner to me. you didn't flinch or anything. "

[pristineslug]

sophie thatcher photographed by jason renaud

[nepowarlock]

"Oh sorry." He said putting his hands up. "I was just thinking about when we were little. How you me and Sal would have so much find. Remember when we'd play hide & seek here? This place is huge we'd play for hours. We used to be so close." Micah said with a sigh.

"Then one day you just locked yourself in your room and it's been like that ever since." He looked away from her and ran his head over his head. "We miss you, we're just worried we're gonna lose you."

[faitheroded]

a loud sigh comes with her brother's response and eyes roll away from him, choosing to look back at her book instead. that was the problem. everyone expected her to be the same person she was as a kid. " micah, we're not kids anymore. I don't wanna play hide and seek. I just like being alone, ok? "

at first she really didn't mean anything by it, she always preferred the quiet; always hiding in her room when their parents threw big parties, always the first to call home to be picked up from a sleepover. it really shouldn't be a surprise to her family. she'll look back at him, sighing again before shrugging dismissively. " you're not losing me, we literally live in the same house. I'm just not like you two. I don't want to go to parties or stay out all night probably breaking all of mom's 'party rules'. " Cassandra stares at him for a moment longer, seeing if this was all getting through to him before shrugging and looking back down. " it's not that deep. "

[gloomglimmer]

›        FIRST   LINE   PROMPTS       

"You’re   not   on   the   list."

"Need   a   light?"

"You   dropped   this."

"Is   that   your   drink   or   mine?"

"You're   late."

"I   thought   you'd   be   taller."

"You   always   stare   like   that?"

"They   told   me   not   to   trust   you."

"I   wasn’t   expecting   you."

"You   clean   up   well."

"You   look   lost."

"Haven’t   we   met?"

"Not   what   I   imagined."

"Are   you   following   me?"

"You’re   not   from   around   here."

"You’ve   got   something   on   your   cheek."

"Mind   if   I   cut   in?"

"You're   sitting   in   my   seat."

"I   was   warned   about   you."

"That’s   a   dangerous   smile."

"This   seat   taken?"

"You're   the   distraction."

"Why   are   you   looking   at   me   like   that?"

"You're   early."

"You're   late   on   purpose."

"First   time   here?"

"Try   the   champagne."

"That   color   suits   you."

"You're   exactly   how   I   pictured   you."

"We’re   not   supposed   to   talk."

"We   shouldn’t   be   seen   together."

"Do   I   know   you?"

"That   watch   doesn’t   match   your   suit."

"You’re   not   very   good   at   hiding."

"Someone’s   been   asking   about   you."

"Thought   you’d   never   show."

"You   have   good   taste   in   music."

"Don't   turn   around."

"Guess   we’re   partners   now."

"You   shouldn’t   be   here."

"Do   you   believe   in   fate?"

"You’re   late.   I   almost   left."

"That’s   my   drink."

"I   think   you’re   in   the   wrong   place."

"Your   cover’s   slipping."

"Tell   me   that   wasn’t   on   purpose."

"Are   you   going   to   apologize?"

"Care   to   dance?"

"That’s   quite   an   entrance."

"You   always   this   bold?"

"I’ve   heard   of   you."

"You’re   not   easy   to   find."

"You   look   nervous."

"Sit.   Please."

"You   read   the   file?"

"You   shouldn’t   trust   me."

"Nice   aim."

"We   weren’t   supposed   to   meet   yet."

"You   took   your   time."

"So,   you’re   the   infamous   one."

"Someone's   been   watching   me."

"Your   timing’s   suspicious."

"You   look   like   trouble."

"That’s   a   nice   trick."

"I’ve   been   looking   for   you."

"Are   you   hurt?"

"They   didn’t   say   you’d   be   charming."

"You   always   arrive   like   this?"

"That’s   classified."

"Don’t   trust   the   bartender."

"You're   bleeding."

"You   have   five   minutes."

"Where’s   your   partner?"

"I   wasn’t   briefed   on   you."

"You   have   terrible   timing."

"I   wasn’t   expecting   company."

"I   thought   you   were   a   myth."

"You   look   bored."

"I   saw   you   watching   me."

"You're   not   like   the   others."

"So,   you're   the   backup?"

"Try   not   to   get   killed."

"That's   a   dangerous   dress."

"You   don't   belong   here."

"We   meet   at   last."

"That’s   not   your   real   name."

"You   weren’t   followed,   right?"

"We’ve   never   met.   Officially."

"Don’t   say   my   name."

"Is   this   seat   cursed   too?"

"No   sudden   moves."

"We’re   alone   now."

"Take   off   the   mask."

"I   know   what   you   did."

"Who   let   you   in?"

"You’re   prettier   in   person."

"You’re   not   what   I   expected."

"You   shouldn’t   smile   like   that."

"Don’t   flatter   yourself."

"What   took   you   so   long?"

[newbrckenscene]

@faitheroded asked : " you look nervous. " - nate from cassandra

His eyes met Cassandra's. "Do it?" He asked. "Maybe just a little. I mean this is big stuff we're dealing with. I trust you, but I'm worried about you. I don't want you do get hurt." Nate didn't care much about himself. Being unable to die had it's perks. Cassandra on the other hand wasn't immortal.

[faitheroded]

cassandra sighs softly to nate as she walks around the room lighting candle after candle. " i'm not gonna get hurt, I promise. " she gives him a small comforting smile before sitting on the floor across from him and taking his hand in hers. " I just wanna try drawing power from you, i'm not as strong as salem, I think I was meant to find this magic, just to help. " she knew magic between the siblings wasn't a competition, but it just made cassandra crazy seeing her sister have so much power and do nothing with it.

a breath is let out and she sits up straighter, eyes closing for a second before peaking out and pausing. " are you sure you're ok with me trying this? you don't have to, you know. " her hands give nate's a small squeeze, of course she knew she could handle it, but she didn't want to force him into anything.

[dailyflicks]

Sophie Thatcher as Iris in Companion (2025) dir. Drew Hancock

[faitheroded]

⊹₊ 𝔠𝔞𝔰𝔰𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔯𝔞 𝔳𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔟𝔦𝔩𝔱-𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔤𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔶  ☽ 𝘞𝘐𝘛𝘊𝘏 𝙾𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙰𝙻 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 by alex

𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 - @nepowitch

[faitheroded]

cassandra had planned on just relaxing on the couch, fingers flipping through a weathered book in her hand, but feeling eyes on her was very distracting. " I can feel you staring, micah.. " eyes roll following her comment as she looks up to him and places the book in her lap. " just spit out whatever you wanna say. " this was exactly why she spent most of her time in her room, time to yourself wasn't a thing in this family. but cassandra isn't dumb she knows her brother in onto her and her new magic. but a little bit of staring wouldn't get her to give up all her secrets, she was powerful now. wasn't that what magic was all about?

@nepowarlock

[sersh]

SOPHIE THATCHER Photographed by Emma Thatcher (2/3)