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@vvitchiisms || sc.

     “are you sure you’re right?” unwilling to back down so easily even when gut instinct was telling him he was in the wrong this time, parker continued to stare at the other witch, eyebrows lifted towards hairline, fingers still pressed to the scribbled notes of an open book that had sparked the sudden debate over whose knowledge was correct.

[thornedskin]

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“I’m usually not available this late.” It was meant to be a subtle joke - Arlo rarely met with other warlocks if not for his work, mainly because their kind just wasn’t that social. “Is there anything I can help you with?”

[mvxnn]

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                                      ❛ Are you lost ? ❜

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⌲ @vvitchiisms & Angharad  }

⌲ Lewis was wearing an oversized hoodie, pulled up and the strings drawn. He was staring a box of razors thinking about buying him. The ones he’d been using has rusted over and it would be nice to have something that wasn’t so--annoying. Or, he could just not buy them and try to actually get better. It was a tough choice, but--he--he grabbed the box and sharply turned the corner, banging into a girl and dropping everything in his hands (razors, a bag of m&ms, and a bottle of water, what a party). “Sorry.”

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@vvitchiisms // continued

Peter was smart. He had years worth of grades to prove it, it had even been his identifier during high school. He was the smart guy. But now as he sits on the roof of Angharad's apartment building he cannot think of a single reason for why he ran away. Okay, he can think of ten reasons but they are all very closely linked to the fact that he freaked out and what happened earlier could not be further from his plan to tell Angharad about his identity.

There was going to be a dinner, something Aunt May had helped him learn how to cook, and he would have eased into the idea, explaining how it all started. Instead, there had been a mugging and unexplained kiss. God what must be Angharad be thinking.

With a reluctant sigh, he eased himself onto the wall and climbed down to her floor before knocking on the window.

[mujehan-a]

@vvitchiisms ♥’d | ft. TAEYANG

--- “if you said that we knew each other in a previous life,” he started, “i’d be inclined to believe you,” taeyang continued. he couldn’t really see specifically into his past but he could see the collective past of his ( future ) comrades.

[vvenator]

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        “I don’t mess with magic. I don’t care if it’s backwater Louisiana voodoo mumbo jumbo or some hippie’s earth crystals. Magic is witchcraft and that shit is demonic.”

[mel-ior-ism-a]

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With one last look at the cat’s collar to make sure she was at the right address Rhea knocked on the door. Plastering a friendly grin on her face as it opened she held the cat out, “Hey, is this your cat? I found him wandering around downtown I figured you might be worried.”