#castsmagic

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‘  let  me  take  you out  ,  please ?  how  long  has  it  been  since  you  left  this  place  ?  ’  the  scent  of  OLD  BOOKS  and  dust  permeated  her  nose  and  it  tickled  her  ever  so  slightly  ,  snow  was  afraid  that  any  more  minutes  spent  in  this  place  would  turn  her  into  SNEEZY !  but  there  was  a  warmth  in  this  place  as  well  and  she  could  almost  smell  the  sunlight  that  peeked  through  the  window  panes  ,  most  of  all  ,  there’s  a  PLEASANT  COMFORT  about  this  place  that  felt  like  two velvet  arms  wrapping  around  her  in  a  loving  embrace  ,  and  snow  could  vaguely  see  her  mother  behind  it.

the  cherry  pie  baked  fresh  from  her  cottage  was  placed  on  a  table  ––  and  there’s  nearly  no  more  surface  there  .  chocolate  brown  eyes  were  WARM  and  twinkled  with  slight  cheeks  as  she  crossed  over  to  her  WITCH  MOM  FRIEND  ,  ‘  well  you  don’t  have  to  come  out  then  ,  i’ll  just  stay  here  with  you  .’  snow  said  with  a  smile  as  she  plopped  down  next  to  the  witch  ,  her  hand  reaching  for  a  book  in  her  great  big  library  she  would  often  got  lost  in  as  a  young  child  .

                        ⧽     @castsmagic  is  super  loved  ♡ ♡ ♡

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@castsmagic replied to your post: Bites.

There’s not much else to do.

Reading... sleeping... That’s something.

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“ So you are the Witch I have heard so much about. “ Lips met as blue gaze roamed over the woman in front of her. Her look is examining, calculating, wondering. She did not see what exactly was the fuss, however, she had been tempted and curious enough to seek her out. For Sigrun, it was easier than the townsfolk. Feet didn’t touch ground, wings help her suspended gracefully just above. “ Correct? “

@castsmagic || ♥ plotted kinda not rlly

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              “d'you think I could spend the night?” June and James  had been fighting a lot as of late and she doesn’t want to go  home. “I’ll be really quiet and good. You won’t know I’m here.”

[mayhemics]

listen jamison has two moms so if you’re a gay lady he’s automatically your entire cheer squad 

[chronal-anomaly]

🎂- When's your birthday?

Munday || acceptingThe 24th and I expect the worlds biggest gift from you

[fliesfar-a-blog]

“ I don't quite know how to say how I feel. ”

                                                       “ Those three words are said too much, they're not enough. ”

                                            Two Canon Divergent & AU RP blogs for                                                             Angela “Mercy” Ziegler                                                            Fareeha “Pharah” Amari

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@castsmagic cont.

“ Goddess of Protection, soldier of Justice… ” The witch trailed off, her eyes now locked instead at the dark sky above them, a small, mirthless smile on her lips as she looked up at the stars with tears blurring her eyes, “ how could you have robbed these men of their own justice? ”

Horus fell to her knees--- bruised and battered and oh how exhausted she was. But it was worth it, she told herself. Angela is safe now. She’s safe now, it was worth it. She wondered privately to herself, just when did the witch become so important to her? When did she become so important that when she was stolen away she knew her place as a goddess.

But wondering such things--- it was unimportant now. What was important was Angela. Safe. She forced herself up back to her knees and frowned upon the Witch’s comment. “Vengeance,” she said sternly, “is not justice. Justice is quiet and long. It is a trial with a fair judge. What those things did was destroy our home... and take you away to try and...” She stopped herself. She didn’t want to imagine what they were going to do--- refused to let her mind wander that far.

Then gently, as if who she’d been during the battle was someone completely different from her in her current state, she picked Angela up into her arms. “Come on... We have to get out of here... and try not to move, don’t make your wounds worse.” But where would they go? Their--- Angela’s home was gone, reduced to nothing but rubble.