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❝A cry went up from the witches, save for the Thirteen—who stayed cool and quiet. They did not need to cheer, for they were immortal and infinite and gloriously, wonderfully deadly.❞
An Independent Fandomless Witch!! Written by Kail
Blog has been ARCHIVED!
Charlotte has MOVED blogs! We are over HERE now! I do plan on continuing any threads I had over there that was once over here! Please feel free to follow over there! It’s much more organized and such and yes please come love her!
Blog has been ARCHIVED!
Charlotte has MOVED blogs! We are over HERE now! I do plan on continuing any threads I had over there that was once over here! Please feel free to follow over there! It’s much more organized and such and yes please come love her!
Blog has been ARCHIVED!
Charlotte has MOVED blogs! We are over HERE now! I do plan on continuing any threads I had over there that was once over here! Please feel free to follow over there! It’s much more organized and such and yes please come love her!
❝A cry went up from the witches, save for the Thirteen—who stayed cool and quiet. They did not need to cheer, for they were immortal and infinite and gloriously, wonderfully deadly.❞
An Independent Fandomless Witch!! Written by Kail
Blog has been ARCHIVED!
Charlotte has MOVED blogs! We are over HERE now! I do plan on continuing any threads I had over there that was once over here! Please feel free to follow over there! It’s much more organized and such and yes please come love her!
Blog has been ARCHIVED!
Charlotte has MOVED blogs! We are over HERE now! I do plan on continuing any threads I had over there that was once over here! Please feel free to follow over there! It’s much more organized and such and yes please come love her!
I Will be Archiving this Account! But, could you PLEASE like this if you are still willing to continue to write with me on my new account? I simply do not feel organized on here, nor do I feel that lottie is getting the recognition she deserves. so please like this to continue threadding with me on her new account!
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“Oh for the love of fuck–! Would you just answer the damn question?”
How long had it been since he had taken on this case? A week? Two? Whatever the time, James wanted it to be over and done with. Playing pretend always irritated the hunter – pretending to be an investigator on the string of murders in the neighboring city, asking questions to the locals who were frightened and worried, putting on a false front and assuming a different persona and keeping up with said persona? It wore down on the hunter, who much preferred to get in and out as quickly as he could, and his current case dragging on did little to help it. To make matters worse, this woman wasn’t giving him direct answers and, that plus his present irritation, it was really starting to grate.
she jumped at his sudden outburst. she didn’t care much for when people raised their voices at her. charlotte had been yelled at more then enough times back home in south carolina. it wasn’t her fault she wasn’t giving him what he wanted to hear. she’s fidgeting, hell she’s been fidgeting since this entire conversation started; but the young witch wasn’t sure how to help him. ❝maybe, m--many if ya repeated the question jus’ ONE more time. i could--i could try again?❞
❝Witches don’t look like anything. Witches are. Witches do.❞
anyone want a plot where muse a is this bad boy who just moved into this tiny village and he drives a motorbike and wears leather jackets and is usually a sarcastic jerk but then this small group of four crazy friends kind of adopt him and he starts to occasionally hang out with them cos they’re kind of cool, and also because muse b is the tiny and super shy, kind, gentle soul of the group who keeps gaining his attention because he just wants to know more about her so he starts going out of his way to drive her home on his bike but says it’s only cos he has nothing else to do in such a boring place but then whoops he kissed her and suddenly they’re just a thing and they don’t label it but everyone just kind of accepts it BUTBUTBUT GIVE ME movie nights with the whole group and muse a and muse b are sharing a blanket so he starts teasing her under it and she’s just there burying her head against his neck trying not to make a sound AND THEN if he gets into fights she just kind of stands in between him and the other and tells him to calm down and he just does because it’s her and she let’s him be calm AND THEN if the other person says jack shit about it she turns around and punches them dead in the face because he makes her brave and PLEEEEEEEEEEEEASE
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Aristotle sat in the shopping cart while his father picked up some last minute things for the celebrations. From the corner of his eye Rose thought he saw a familiar face. Once he confirms who it is, he smiles and waves. ❝Charlotte, how have you been?❞
she places the bag within her cart and turns as she hears her name. the voice is familiar but a name does yet appear to her lips. it isn’t until she walks around the aisle does she see rose calling to her. ❝oh--rose? oh hello!❞ she smiles and leans to the side o wave to the small boy as well. pushing the cart forwards and back towards her she laugh. ❝shopping, i’ve been alright, how have you been?❞
He brought a cigarette out from behind his ear & placed it lazily between his lips before fishing through his pocket for his favorite zippo lighter. A flick of his thumb later and he was drawing inward, filling his lungs with smoke, only to release a cloud of carcinogens away from the girl’s face and press the pads of his fingers into her shoulder. “Yeh don’ have ‘ta be a certain type, dove. Jus’ meant tha’ you look uh.. A little out’a place here, tha’s all. Where yeh from?”
she’s watching him with careful eyes. she fidgets just slightly to quickly scan the room before letting her eyes rest one more towards his gaze. ❝well, i jus’ moved here from south carolina. so, i guess ya could say i look a bit outta place.❞ a sigh as she shifted. ❝could ya help me maybe? i mean, so i don’t ya no stick out like a sore thumb? ❞
“Don’t be embarrassed little dove, it happens t’the best of us.” Smirk has turned to smile & he gives her a playful nudge before draping his arm over her shoulders. “Don’t be sorry. I’ve a question fa’ you though. What’s a nice girl like you doin’ at a place like this hmm? Doesn’t look like your scene.”
don’t be embarrassed? well it was a little to late for that. her cheeks were tinted red and her eyes were cast downward as she swallowed hard. she tensed quickly and glanced up as he draped his arms across her shoulder. silent for a moment she shrugged. ❝i dun no, i didn’ think ya had ta be a certain type er somthin, i ai’t from ‘round here thast’s all.❞
