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ofmorte:

@supremegoode || ♡’ d

“ HOW IS IT that your eyes can be different every time i see you , and somehow i still find myself missin’ ‘em whenever we’re apart ? it don’t make much sense , i know , but it doesn’t feel strange to say . ”

CORDELIA CHUCKLES SOFTLY as she runs to the other’s side and wraps her arms around her. misty. after all this time she’s finally back, finally here, finally not just another sick hope only to live in her past. she touches her eyes for a moment briefly reliving the horror. thankfully, when she opens her eyes, she only sees this beautiful woman back in her life. “ misty. i’ve missed you. ” more than you’ll ever know.

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ofmorte:

@supremegoode || ♡ ’ d

“ I WAS WONDERING when you might show up . welcome back . ”

THE GUILT EATS AT HER AS CORDELIA SEES HER FACE. it’s been years. she doesn’t even know what to say. she swallows the lump forming in the back of her throat. her gaze casts downward. when steph speaks it’s soft, but she knows she doesn’t deserve it, so she keeps her distance. “ I’m sorry. I never meant to be gone this long. i always meant to come back for you. i hope you know that. ”

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ofmorte:

@supremegoode || ♡’ d

“ MISS CORDELIA !! ” she surges forward , arms outstretched . “ you’re back ! ”

“ MALLORY. ” her voice is soft, almost a whisper, her eyes wide and locked on the other. it’s been so long cordelia almost forgot what she looked like. a small tear threatened to fall from her eye as she fell into the other’s arms. “ y- you’re still here? thank god. ”

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humanbeta‌:

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“ It’s always darkest before the dawn. ” SURE, it’s an unsolicited comment by all means, but it was something. He can’t help himself ; the blonde looks so distraught today. He doesn’t know her – only her name, from the few times she orders tea. CORDELIA. She’s a regular, sent here nearly once a week to pick up freshly baked bread. She’s mysterious, with a flourish to her that only draws him in. Although they’ve had light and friendly small talk before, something pulls him to her – to show an ounce of care. Maybe she needs it, who knows ? And maybe he wants to know her.

She knows he’s just trying to comfort her because panic is all over her face and oridinarily, just seeing his even if they hardly know one another, brightens her day, but today it’s just not working. She’s nearly shaking with worry. She paces about and her brows are knitted together in one tight knot. Even so, a shaky finger points at her usual bread and she sighs. “You don’t know my mother.” She shakes her head and swallows. “Sorry, I’m sure you don’t want to hear about it, but just trust me. Fiona is not a good mother.” Another sigh. “Just the usual, thank you.”

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godslained‌:

MARCH LEANS BACK IN HIS CHAIR , spine straight as he stares up at her , up into her eyes . no , not an ordinary witch ——— the witch . he cants his head , unblinking eyes staring into her very core . her aura shines with white and gold ; the mystical arts shimmer like the sun shining on a coin . he smiles , and it’s sinister , the meeting of it with his eyes null as he gestures for her to sit opposite . ❛❛ no , i would say not , ❜❜ he says , deep croon comforting but dangerous . ❛❛ why have you come for her ? ❜❜ he picks up his cigarette case , plucking one out for himself .

She’s not sure why she continues to entertain him. She can see in his empty eyes and overproduced smile that he only does things for himself — and even if Cordelia could use that to her advantage, she’s certain he can’t help her. Despite what he may think, even in life, he was a human. Not a witch. A horrible, cruel human, but just a human. But, for Queenie, she has to try, so as he gestures, she takes the seat. ❛❛ Surely you already know, having spent so much time with her. ❜❜

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WHAT SHAPE DOES YOUR PAIN TAKE

GLASS CAGE

You feel disconnected from the world around you. You can see everything, everyone can see you, but you’re not really there. No one can really communicate with you, can they? You’re isolated, even when you’re around people you’re alone. You want desperately to be close to someone, but you’re afraid of what will happen if you shatter your glass prison. You don’t want to let someone in, you don’t want to leave, and it’s a constant battle of your own will.

It’s easier to be alone, where no one can hurt you… Isn’t it?

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mrbisected‌:

“i don’t know how to do that,” it feels like a pitiful, far too stubborn answer, and he’s quick to attempt to hide his embarrassment behind another sip of tea. “i… i mean, i’m not very strong. it scares me… but i want to try if i can.”

“Then let me help you.” She locks eyes with him, trying to reassure him. She isn’t exactly sure how she’s going to do this, but she’s the Supreme and she has to try. There has to be a way. “You’re stronger than you think.”

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hailmcry‌:

she doesn’t want special recognition ; she isn’t doing this to prove anything. she’s doing this because the youngest pupil’s heart broke in two to see an animal wounded. the swallow has a broken wing. “i can heal it!” she says, begs, when the soft timbre of THE SUPREME makes her ears quirk upward. mary can already FEEL the blood dripping from her own nose in consequence, but the little girl concentrates all the same. tiny hands are over the wound as she rocks back and forth. it takes all of five minuets before the swallow is back on it’s feet, fluttering its wings, preening. soon, it soars! mary turns around, nose crimson, her whole body shaking like a leaf but those brown eyes are bright as ever. SOMEWHAT. there’s pride and exhaustion all in one measure as she does her best to gulp for air. “i—i had to save it!”

Before the words even leave her mouth, she knows her girls are too stubborn to not save an injured bird, and of course, like clockwork, Mary doesn’t even flinch at her words. Some part of her is proud. Cordelia’s worked all her years at the academy in the hopes that these would be the kind of girls that would become the future of the coven, but another part of her can’t ignore the growing dribble of blood falling from Mary’s nose. She takes another step toward the girl and prepares to intervene. However, between held breaths, the swallow is quickly back on its feet and Cordelia can finally breathe normally again.

“I know.” She takes the girl in her arms and wipes her nose. “But you are much more important than a bird.”

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❝DIANE… 11:30 A. M., FEBRUARY 24th. I’VE NEVER SEEN SO MANY TREES IN MY LIFE…❞

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fortunetellertm‌:

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▌█ ∵ 🔮 ∵ █ ▌ Mystic, not witch, no gifts outside what was used in the show, nothing like what these other girls had. Jimmy thought it was best to meet them and she obliged only due to what she had seen. Dark, fearful future, oh why must you come when things are so peaceful, these girls could help. She would hide, she always hid perks of past meant she was good at it, she was working to be better, sweet girl knew she could be, he taught her that and hopefully, these women would believe her. ❝ A changing tide is coming for you and this house. I wanted to offer what I saw. I know your girls have gifts like mystics but I fear none have seen what I have. ❞ Moment as she sat at table hues held in crystal ball, arranged earlier by phone, this was important. Ashes, and blonde hair a boy rises from darkness and death, he takes what he wants and leaves the weak in the dust including the witches. She needed to save them, she needed to save people.❝ I see a boy, who will bring nothing but ashes and darkness. He will take things from you, and give you things that will cause your heart to swell. But in the end he will have more power than any of these witches, however, I see a girl who can rise to power with your blessing and save you all. She has yet to arrive but you need to protect her when she does. She is the key to all of humanity surviving.❞

There was a hesitance at first. Witches and mystics, although closely linked in power, we’re never known to work together. From what Fiona had made her to believe, most were fake. It seemed silly as Supreme to cast such harsh judgment on a clearly struggling young woman, but the words coming out of the other seemed laughable to Cordelia. No, it wasn’t the impending doom that made her turn her nose up at the other. Witch history is littered with men trying to take them down and that was why she could barely get herself to listen. It was such a parlor trick, spewing some vague end-of-the-world nonsense, so someone would pay more to know what they could do to stop it.

However, for a brief moment, Cordelia locked eyes with the younger woman and part of her started to believe it. There was genuine concern and fear in her eyes that Cordelia tried to shake off. “Whatever it is, my girls and I can handle it.”

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taxiarchaos‌:

The witch is brave, staying here for as long as she has even after all of her attempts to rescue Queenie had proven fruitless. It was only a matter of time before one of them wanted to lay claim to her soul, if James didn’t beat them all to it.

“Twenty-three years. One of those was by choice.”

As soon as she locks eyes with the other, she nearly shudders. There’s something about the ever flowing tears coming from somber eyes that sends a chill down her spine. She knew this place was a sick, dark, twisted place from the moment she walked in. She could feel it, but now, sat before this woman, she finally sees the true emptiness that a place like this can burden someone with.

“One by choice?” She quirks a brow and swallows.

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