#hexingmage

[rosannevassal-archive-blog]

+6

Ah! Just the person I was looking for. I don't suppose you've seen Minerva anywhere. I may have er... lost her.

[cxedemarchive]

hexingmage:

Send me "Oh Come On You Look Cute."

6. Thigh high boots and underwear

——— {✘}

                “No I don’t…This is far less clothes than I normally wear…” She grumbled, arms crossing over chest. “Why did I let you make me wear this…?”

     — { ♪♫ } "But you do♪," He hums out, a hand on his chin as he circles her to look over the 'outfit' he had her wear, "Ya' could've not agreed y'know, but then I wouldn't have been able to see this sight." 

[missiletxinn-blog]

hexingmage liked this for a starter !!

        ❛ ---- nay, 'm afraid i lack considerably when appointed            the  task  of    DENOMINATING   armaments  fashioned by            anything     other     than    unadulterated,   virgin    m e t a l.            ❛ Ha ---- though I guess it'd be  rather   bizarre   of  me  to            GIVE  UP  without so much as a  single attempt  to  do so...            Alright,  you  win!              I'll allow you the favorable time to            by-stand             ;             just                this               once  !!  ❜

[discipulxs-blog]

violently slam dunks roxanne into a trampoline so she flies into hexingmage

                    ‘   You’re not from here,                         are you ?  ’

[trxnscendit-blog]

Reficul has passed hexingmage

❝ well, this is interesting. someone who is not quite a witch, but not quite a human. tell me, is it possible for a humans to learn magic in this world? ❝

[lxpislxzuli]

hexingmage liked for a one sentence starter!

{▧} —— ❝Why does your energy feel so weird?❞

[yubuzhuobuchenqi-blog]

hexingmage wanderingmercenary heroic-rider the-three-tacticians cxedem

Lon'qu was seated on a tree stump, just slightly hunched over with his blade held above his lap. As one hand was grasping his sword's handle, the other dragged a cloth along its metal, cleaning it of anything that might've been ruining its shine.

Once he set the rag to the side and grabbed the sharpening stone that had been by his hip on the wood, he felt a pair of eyes on him. Gripping his sword tighter, he called over his shoulder.

"Can't you see I'm busy? ...Leave me be."