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🥀 GWENDOLYN BARLOWE, an original character created in original lore with @dissrupt . temp pinned.

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maegicks‌ ; 𝙼𝙰𝙶𝙽𝚄𝚂 𝙵𝙰𝙸𝚁𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙻𝙳.

oh  his  eyebrows  do  raise  at  the  accusation  .  𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐍 ,  the  unmistakable  sound  of  a  scold  dripping  from  those  lips  that  had  always  sang  his  praises  .  where  was  his  good  little  sister  ?  struggling  in  a  battle  for  a  slice  of  pizza  ,  in  which  he  would  argue  he  never  heard  her  claim  .

    ❛   I  didn’t  see  your  name  on  it  …  last  I  fuckin’  checked  it  was  my  idea  to  get  it  anyways  .  according  to  that  logic  ,  I  get  the  last  slice  .   ❜

               𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐖   dwindling annoyance at the first cracks of his. never staying frustrated with him long ! a stance is taken, one that is common to when correcting her son, finger wagging in a motherly fashion.     ❛   no, no ! don’t try to get out of this one. i distinctly remember calling it before i left !   ❜     the distance between them has closed, carelessly swatting at the elder’s bicep.     ❛   you fucking owe me.   ❜     reclaiming the seat adjacent to his, leg crosses the other at the knee. banter is a nice distraction to the problem at hand, the point of index nail lazily draws patterns across the flat wooden surface.     ❛   but in all seriousness, you know i wouldn’t ask you of anything i didn’t think was absolutely necessary, right ?   ❜     

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               𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐁𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐘,   but the frivolous task set before her made the construction of an empire appear effortless !  he’s a smart boy, not once has an assignment seemed to hold such a heavy burden. thumb presses into pale skin, swiping across the ash to eliminate the cause of dismay.     ❛   stop !   ❜     frustrated with the outcome of yet another failed attempt.     ❛   it’s a lot to take in, but they’re dead   &   they can’t touch you, nothings going to hurt you. especially not while i’m here.     ❜     her son’s doe eyed nature fractures the determination, now the tenderness has begun to seep through. fingers trace along the gentle curve of jaw.     ❛   let’s take a break, try again after you’ve rested.   ❜

* 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑.   /   @wqrlock !

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               𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐍,   what little self restraint left is being tested. flipping dramatically through the book that sits in lap, no longer able to concentrate as aberration continues on.     ❛   i certainly hope this is not being done for my benefit.   ❜     spoken with true exasperation, gaze is finally raised to the warlock. finally able to properly observe the languid way that limbs flow to the beat of his own tune. not taking more that a moment to catch sight of the ring being so proudly displayed on one of his fingers. lips twitch   &   the dam holding back outrage gives !  book is launched at the guilty party’s head with a single flick of a finger. rising from seated position with little grace, quick strides are used to close the distance between them. hand twists in the feathered accessory, yanking the other down so that he may join her back in reality.     ❛   if you don’t take that off right now ...      ❜     pausing to think of a punishment suitable for such a grave offense.     ❛   well lets just say, i promise you’ll wish you had.   ❜

* 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑.   /   @vqcillate !

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               𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐗 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍, 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐅 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐒   to a knit. such a betrayal never expected. how dare he ?  steps are slow, each foot comes down with an added emphasis, something she learned over the years caused fear to gleam in the eyes of prey.     ❛   i leave the room for five minutes, to tuck maddox into bed ...   ❜     inhaling deeply, annoyance has now made its presence known.     ❛   &   you eat the last fucking slice, asshole !   ❜

* 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑.   /   @maegicks !

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" i want mama! " >) bb maddie

          𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐘   is not free of crushing weight that is guilt !   the memory of laughter   &   love causes sorrow, pain hammers at the decaying barrier that restricts emotions. the mother wishes nothing more than to provide everything that her son could desire ; this request was not grantable. pads of fingers press ‘gainst the apple of cheek, beginning their decent until chin is grasped, guiding mirroring eyes upon her own.   ❛   my brave little divinity, there is no time to whine.   ❜   brows knit, lips purse   &   nail of thumb lightly drags against his jaw.   ❛   do you remember what i promised you before we left ?   ❜   pausing, allowing the young warlock to comprehend before continuing.   ❛   i would keep you safe. i intend to tend to that commitment. now hush, you mustn’t wake the creatures of the woods.   ❜

* 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐒𝐊.   / @wqrlock !