No lies in her magic

 for those who have walked through the fire leave sparks of light everywhere they go

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          Hey, everybody!! I know it’s been a while since I’ve been here last & because of that fact, I’ve decided to archive this blog and rework Cassie a little bit over on her new blog over at @libanomancy. Things are gonna be a bit slow since I’m redoing basically all of my icons and that’s gonna be my focus for a bit, but I’ll be playing around over there for a bit!!

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      I’m here and totally down for doing IC stuff, but don’t have much thanks brain for putting cassie on such a long break, so I’m gonna be working on a few things that should be updated. Mostly her bio and actually sitting down and writing about her magic. Will likely work on at least her rwby-verse a bit as well. tbh should try to finally sit down and work her tags as well, but that’s another battle for another day

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{ via  Bubbble & Brew | Witchspo #3 | tea }

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"Cassie-sis! I wuv you!" And the smol waddles away.

              “ I HAVE THE CUTEST LITTLE SISTER IN THE WORLD !!!!! “ 

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Rebecca Donovan, Out of Breath

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Φ Indie Pyrrha Nikos (RWBY) blog

Φ Multi-ship with chemistry

Φ Mun is 18+, smut-selective

Φ AUs welcome, M!A-selective

Φ 10 years roleplay experience

Φ Goddess of Victory Φ

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Saying Hello to the Dragon.

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That is a fucking forest spirit and nobody will make me believe otherwise.

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                I LIIIIIIIIIIIVE

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      i think it’s been pretty obvious that i haven’t really been on any of my rp blogs in a while and i want to apologize for it. i want to write, i want to so goddamn badly, but my depression has basically destroyed any energy or motivation i’ve had. believe me, i want to be here, but even just thinking of hopping over here and trying to write kind of crushes my spirit and i hate it. i miss roleplaying, i miss my friends, i miss not being a sad lump, but last night was rough and i feel like i should at least post an apology.        i’m trying to overcome this, i’m trying to be here, but it’s hard. i know i’m asking a lot, but i hope you all understand and be patient with me. i’m sorry, everybody. i’m sorry to my friends and rp partners. i’m trying. i’m trying my hardest and i haven’t managed to beat this yet, i’m sorry. 

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I'm really not trying to be an asshole but don't you have a ton of blogs already?

    yeah, i’ll admit i have quite a few already, even after deleting a couple that i had no real plan on going back to. i just love making new characters. i love creating their stories and writing them and seeing how they work with others. tbh i should probably just make a multi-muse for the muses i’m not too dedicated to like livia and cassie, but i know i’m not nearly organized enough to tag and maintain a multimuse.

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     THE MAIDENS WERE SO ADORABLE AHHH !!!!!       someone stop me i’m considering making a Spring Maiden blog save me

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   YOU! YES YOU THERE! You should send me questions to answer as/about Cassie.    Wanna know about her past? Do it! Her magic? You bet you should ask about it.    Hit me up!!

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»»     ❝ EXCUSE ME. ❞

FELIX MAKES a habit sitting in the halls, ears attuned to anything he might find interesting. This particular day, he’s been listening to someone singing around the corner.          He hasn’t wanted to abandon his post          just to approach her, but she’s within          sight now, so he feels it’s a good time.

❝ Sorry to bother you. ❞           (His accent is not thick, but it’s there.)                      ❝ You have a very nice voice. ❞

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         It wasn’t hard to see that she was lost in her own little world while she listened to her music, a small sway in her stride to the gentle, light-hearted sound of her music. The brunette ( what she thought was ) softly sang along, walking with her gaze affixed to the ground to avoid any immediate                  “  C'est plus dur à faire, qu'autrement                     Car sans rire c'est plus facile de rêver                     À ce qu'on ne pourra, jamais plus toucher                     Et on se prend la main, comme des enfa -- !! “            She jumped with a start at his presence, more out of realization at how loud she had been, and nervously fidgeted with a crystal than dangled around her neck on a simple chain. 

             “ O-Oh.. I.. Thank you... “  The brunette shyly smiled, “ I hope I didn’t disturb you too much. “ 

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theme updated. gonna work on bio and such later

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 i thought i was doing better, i honestly did. i thought this last really bad low was passed me and i could rebuild myself a little stronger this time. i was so fucking wrong, im weak. weak as a piece of tissue paper. i wanna scream, i wanna cry, i want my lighter or a knife. i need to do something to get my mind off it, but nothing is holding my attention and i cant go back to sleep. i need a hug, i need to be able to talk to my friends, but i can’t talk to the roommate i think im going nonverbal. i’ve tried saying even a few things just into the empty air and it catches in my throat. i haven’t felt so insignificant in such a long time and i want to think i matter and that i should take care of myself, but so many people have stopped talking to me and i miss them and i just want to feel like i matter. i want to disappear, i want to just up and leave everything and walk until i can’t any longer and see what happens from there, but i cant because im a fucking coward and i know i wont do anything but sit in my own misery because that’s all i can do. my stomach needs to stop growling because i know today’s not going to be a day where i can make myself eat. even just thinking of it makes me nauseous. i’ve undone so much progress that i fought for and i’m faling lower and lowe r and im sorry, i should put this on my personal but im on my phone right now and idk i f the damn readmore will even work, i’ll tag everything so you guys know to ignore or not read this, i needed to get it off my chest before i ddi something i’d regret. i dont feel bette rin the slightest, but i think this should hlep at least a little. im sorry again, i really am. i just want to fee l like i matter andi feel notning short of insignificant atm and i miss dad and max and my brain keeps going “you could see them again you know” and i know how dangerous of a thought that iss im sorry i m sorry im sorrry