#young amity

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Amity Blight ~ 💜✨

(Wow look! Digital art for once!)

Solo of each Amity below the cut!

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@lilmcttens from

“Ah! Amity!” Willow protested while trying to free herself.

“How is this comparable to booping your nose?” She managed to get a hold of Amity’s arm around her neck to pull it off. 

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*peeks in- alright fuck this anon off time* when she was younger amity hated to forest- it was loud and smelled weird and it was hot and it wasn’t very nice bu as she got older she really started to fall in love with it

Late at night she’d sneak out- Almost always when her parents were away- and she’d go to the forest to think, muck around, just goof off it made her feel free

When in the forest she felt like she could do anything- so she did she’d run bare foot into muds and creeks, cross fallen trees, sing her heart out, star gaze of a better life

There wasn’t a lot o things that kept Amity going- her siblings and friends being her only motivator- but when she was in the forest? She felt as though she could live for herself

THE LORD HAS REVEALED THYSELF ON THE BATTLEFIELD

I am LIVING for forest-feral Amity it’s the biggest mood. Dirty gremlin baby. Nasty girl. Vibing in her best life.

She could truly be alone and just do whatever she wanted. Sadly, she stopped at thirteen. That was because once while in the forest she accidentally taught her self wild magic; a growth spell that quickly grew the moss and grass around her that reminded her of butterflies. She was mortified. It had been drilled into her skull how bad wild magic was. Her parents, propaganda, and the punishment for wild magic scared the poor girl to death. She left the forest and refused to go back, or even use that spell again.

She didn’t try to visit the forest again until a little after she joined the Emperor’s Coven. She knew she was truly rebelling now. Not some simple kid who was friends with rebels and could easily say she had no part in it, no. Now she was right in the midst of it. So she decided she should start really trying to learn magic again.

It took her a few hours, but she finally found that old spell again. She made the trees around her bloom and the moss grow over their roots. She memorized the magic and reminded herself to show Eda tomorrow, to show her she really wanted to learn wild magic like her. She liked the butterflies the most. They were green and purple. She kept a few in a bottle. She didn’t know why, but she liked them.

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Willow nodded sadly, she has stopped to try and protect a flower from the rains, "I am. I can't get it to work for very long."

"We're lucky you found us right little flower?" She looked to the flower she had been trying to save with a smile though.

"But don't you need to go home?" She looked back to Amity.