#cleverwitched

[mtlnds-archive]

ind . allison watts , of disney’s hocus pocus ! ( @cleverwitched ) 

[kindshared-blog]

    ❝    ––––  -   fall  !  ,   is   definitely   my   favourite   season     ❞     a   gentle   smile ,     friendly   smile   perhaps   as   you   walk   side   with   the   other ,     orange-y   coloured   leaves    FLOW   WITH   THE   WIND   when   your   shoes   hit   every   single   one .         ❝     you?           ❞

 @cleverwitched     ⟩     liked

[bravetoo]

trick     or     treat     for     @cleverwitched     !

[lockhcrts-a]

         “    Miss  Granger,      what  an  absolute  delight  of  running  into  you   !    "       it  had  not  been  much  of  a       COINCIDENCE      considering  the  fact  that  they  were  at  Hogwarts                            much  less  so  due  to  the  fact  that  he  had  been       looking      for  the  clever  little  witch.        "    tell  me,      how  are  your  studies  for  defence  against  the  dark  arts  coming  along     ?        fine  i  hope,     after  all,    you  do  have  one  of  the  best  teachers  you  could  ever  wish  for  to  guide  you   !     "               @cleverwitched   //   ♥’d

[virginlit]

4. a hug from behind

       𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒  𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐓𝐎  𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋  𝐇𝐈𝐌  𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓  𝐈𝐓  𝐖𝐀𝐒   𝐀  𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍  𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆,    thinking  the  whole  world  is  out  for  you   ( that everything otherwordly is )    but  he’s  older  now,   which  means  he is  perfectly  justified  in  thinking  this:     jay  taylor  has  absolutely  scheduled  a  meeting  this  early, on this day,  just  to  spite  him.   he’s hardly managed to talk himself out of talking himself out of going ,  though the warmth of their comforter fought him the whole way.  or,  on a second, more likely thought,  it’s really the warmth of her... he settles back into his pillow. in his defense,  allison has a day off;    it’s such a rarity.  even through the grogginess,  in the dim light of their bedroom where usually she’s already up & across it preparing ,  he makes her out,  takes her in:    gold splayed behind her,  tussled in a way some might not think is possible for her  (  always in a bun these days,  an accessory alike to a crown, symbolizing her achievements, greatness );  he uses a hand to push some of it back out of her face,  and he knows the smile there,  feels the way her face adjusts to it as his hand rests against her cheek,  thumb atop her cheekbone.  this  blows.  majorly.   if he could just stay here,  just call and let jay know that poppy is sick, or that his mom ... tripped down some stairs? or that allison’s parents are twisting his arm, making him  ---  ( he’s in high school again, spinning the roulette of too lame excuses, brainstorming what’ll be most convincing, how to present it )  nothing has changed since then, really.  she is still the reason for his worst laid plans ;  she is especially the reason for what he’s made up now,   something about dani, a mandolin slicer, and ---

       his alarm goes off again. he groans, turns, and all but slams his hand down on the offensive device.   cruel reminder that jay turner is waiting, that he would never buy anything from his mouth even were he to witness it himself. he’s about to push himself up in a fuss when he feels her pressed up against his back,  her arms coming around him, her breath on his neck accompanied by a languid laugh.   she knows where his head is at. of course.  this time, when he settles in, it is with his hand over one of her’s where it rests.  ‘  ya’ know...  ‘ slow,  wasteful ;  perfect for a man dreading leaving.  ‘  he just wouldn’t get it. ‘

[spllcat]

trick  or  treat !   🎃    @cleverwitched

[avnlea]

👂👂👂👂👂 miss shirley is that you???

i was going to say that you are very much confused but for the first time in my life i’mm own this up and take this compliment bc coming from the og canadian is a blessing i’m not going to run away from, and to which i cannot thank you enough????

send  me  "👂"  if  you  hear  my  character's  voice  in  my  writing !

[fablebornea2]

@cleverwitched  :  𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘸𝘦’𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. ( 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘪 💕 )

    a  pout  settles  on  delicate  features,  arms  wrapping  across  her  chest  as  she  takes  a  step  closer  to  the  tall  girl.  “i  can’t  slow  down,  allison!  max’s  birthday  is  tomorrow  and  it  needs  to  be  super  special,  okay?  he  deserves  it!  especially  after  he  saved  my  life,  okay?  but  i  can’t  bake  a  cake  by  myself  and  i  don’t  have  enough  money  to  buy  him  a  present  and  i  don’t  have  time  to  do  those  if  no  one  gets  him  out  of  the  house  and  only  you  can  help  me  and  get  him  out  so  i  don’t  know  what  to  do!”  the  petite  girl  rambles,  gesticulating  as  she  speaks.