witchy woman

Rhiannon rings like a bell through the night and wouldn't you love to love her? takes to the sky like a bird in flight and who will be her lover? All your life you've never seen a woman taken by the wind. Would you stay if she promised you heaven? Will you ever win? allison zelaborn. 25. musician. factionless.

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Emma Dumont

[witchingallison]

michael-mickeymouse‌:

“Please, take a seat,” said Mickey with a smile as he let go of her hand, only to take his seat once again. At least she wasn’t in a bad mood or nervous considering the situation they where at, something he welcomed really. A blind date was tough. But with someone else who was also willing to make it work, did make it better. “So, I guess this isn’t the ideal type of date, right?” he said with a chuckle. “But it’s for a good cause. I’ll do as much as I can for Make a Wish, really. So tell me about yourself Allison,” he said as he leaned a little over the table, reaching out for his water to take a sip.

She does as he requests, taking her seat. “No it’s not,” she agrees with light laughter.. There’s such a risk of things turning awkward or uncomfortable. But given that Allison see’s no reason to be nervous - after all, she’s not expecting anything to come of this - there’s no reason for things to make that shift on he rend. “It is hard to say no to charity, isn’t it?” Especially when that charity is dedicated to sick children. Really only a monster could say no to them. Allison pauses for a brief moment, trying to figure out what to say about herself. “Well, let’s see. I’m the youngest of four siblings. I’m in a band - Witching Hour - with my best friend, Zoe. We have six cats together. I got a degree in Sociology a couple of years ago.” Her fingers tap against the tap for a second, trying to decide if there’s anything else start sharing with. “What about you? Tell me something about yourself.” 

[witchingallison]

willowxwisp‌:

Willow tucked her hands into her pockets and followed at Allison’s side. “Thank you,” The blonde said gently. “But yeah,” She shrugged. “You definitely should get involved more though! Not only is it good for helping people, but it just feels so good,” Her smile was audible in her voice. “It’s so freeing, and liberating. It’s a whole other level of happy. I love it.”

“I definitely would like to,” Allison responds nodding. She wants that feeling that Willow mentions. But more than that, she wants to have a good and lasting impact on the world. She reaches for her drink when it’s ready, passing Willow’s drink on over to her. “Well, if you have anything that you need help with, I’d be more than glad to do whatever I can.” Allison says, taking a long sip of her own drink. 

[witchingallison]

bewitchmex‌:

“You don’t want to read what people are saying.” Zoe uttered, her head resting on Luna’s back as small sigh fell from her lips, brows furrowing as the comments swirled back into her mind. She’d spent hours sitting where she was, flicking through her phone to try and find one comment, something, anything that one person liked about the song. Some kind of hope that atleast one person thought they could make it. “It’s not good.” Three words were better than repeating some of the head lines and tweets she’d been scrolling through. ‘Witches burnt at the stake’ ‘Hour is up for the witches’ not to mention the press starting to bring up Jane and the crash. She knew it would come back around, but she hadn’t expected it to be so quickly.

In reality, Zoe knew it wasn’t their approval she really craved. It was the one person who wasn’t even here to give it. Jane. She would have know what to say to make the pair feel better, even if she didn’t like the song she would have danced to it with them. Dragging them off the floor and around the living room, if Zoe closed her eyes she could picture it. Sun, moon and the stars, the trio that they had been once upon a time. Dancing like there was no care in the world and that everything would be fine. But it was far from fine. With how many voice clips they’d featured on the album, Jane felt like a lingering ghost more than ever before. Hanging over her shoulder, comforting and heart breaking all in one painful clip of a song. 

“I just-” Zo started but cuts herself off, eyes flickering closed tightly as if she could push away the sadness that was evident on her features. Her own parents hadn’t even commented on it yet. Of course they were proud, but the fact that the whole album was about Jane brought up enough painful memories as it was. “I thought if I could find someone who liked it, then maybe she would have too.” The blonde admitted half heartedly, trying to force a small smile on her features but it fell flat quickly. “I can just- I can feel her. She’d everywhere but no where and I-” Her chest felt like it was tightening again. The part that felt like it was constantly broken and hollow ached with a need for attention. All she could think was how much she wanted that to disappear, but she made the thought leave and disappear back into the lingering shadows for a later. “What if this was all a big mistake?”

“I’ll take your word on that.” Allison had seen some of the comments for herself, before ultimately deciding to ignore her phone and the barrage of negativity easily accessed by it. She wishes she could find the words to convince Zoe to the same, to stop scrolling through comments and focus purely on the comfort that the cats can provide. Or really, anything else. Anything else that isn’t the harsh way people are talking about them. “It’s not good,” she repeats with a heavy sigh.

One hand reaches out for the blonde, knowing that this is one of those times - when the world is ripping them apart - that they need to stick together. It used to be Jane that acted like glue for them during these tough times. It used to be Jane that acted as sunshine during their darkest moments. But she’s not here anymore. She’s a memory, a ghost that haunts Allison’s dreams, the thread connecting everything that the pair does. And Allison knows she’ll never be able to replace Jane. She wouldn’t want to. But, like the moon reflects the moon, she hopes she can reflects some of the light her friend gave off. 

She hates seeing that pain on Zoe’s face. She hates that there’s nothing she can do to take it away. ‘Jane would have known the right thing to say’ she thinks, wishing she had that skill. “I think she would have loved it.” Maybe no one else did, but their missing third would have. Or, at the very least, she’d encourage them to keep trying, instead of dragging them down. “I know.” Allison gets it - She likes to think that she understand what Zoe’s going through, what she’s feeling, better than anyone else in their lives. “This wasn’t a mistake.” She refuses to believe this was a mistake. Following this path can’t have been a mistake. That would mean that Jane’s death had been completely for nothing. Allie can’t accept that. “This wasn’t a mistake.” 

[witchingallison]

michael-mickeymouse‌:

@witchingallison

This was the first year, in almost fifteen years that Mickey was single for Valentine’s Day. Let alone, the plans he had had for the day had been completely ruined and thrown out the window. Mickey had planned a whole romantic day for him and Minnie. A trip, a nice dinner, a time away from the city just for the two of them. Of course, none of that was happening. For now, he had been staying in a hotel room since the breakup, looking for potential apartments to call home. Definitely nowhere near anything close to a Valentine’s Day. But then he got a call from the Make A Wish Foundation, with an idea of a blind date for charity. With him as the date, and a nice dinner for Valentine’s, it was a good incentive and he could know more about the people that helped and contributed along with him and many other people.

He wasn’t expecting much from this date, but Mickey could never say no when it meant helping the charity any way he could. And so there he was, dressed to the occasion with a suit and a nice shirt as he waited at the table of a nice restaurant. He didn’t know the girl, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to have a nice time either. So when he saw someone walking to his table, he stood up. “Allison, right? Hi, I’m Mickey,” he said with a smile as he extended his hand to greet her.

It’s not unusual for Allison to be single on Valentine’s Day - Her general fear of commitment to another person in a romantic sense almost ensures it. Not that she minds; For the most part, she thinks it’s a stupid holiday. Love is great and all, but if you generally loved someone you’d show it all year and not just one day. But, she can’t say no to charity. Not without an unforgiving feeling of guilty lingering about, anyway. And if going on a sort of blind date of all things on Valentine’s day is going to help the Make a Wish foundation, and subsequently the families of sick children, then she’s glad to go on it. 

She smiles softly as she finds her date for the evening. It’s easy to do, given the name he’s made for himself in the city. “Right,” she nods, taking his hand and giving it a solid shake. “It’s nice to meet you Mickey.” 

[witchingallison]

willowxwisp‌:

“That’s right, yeah,” Willow said cheerfully. Talking about her work was when she was at her best. It felt like she was her most genuine and alive self when talking about her work, doing her work. “Pride events, campaigning, protests. I do Women’s Rights as well, and animals. I help out with the Women’s March for example,” The words ran out of her without any effort at all. Talking about this kind of stuff came second hand to her - As natural as breathing. “Are you sure? Thank ye so much – A coconut milk latte would be grand.”

Allison didn’t think it was possible to for one person to tackle so many of the world’s problems, but as Willow describes some of the various causes she works towards. For a moment, she can’t find anything to say - she just listens in awe. Even when she does find words, it’s a fairly generic (yet genuine) “That’s amazing.” Truly amazing. “I’ve never really participated in those sorts of events.” She’s supported them, of course. But Allison’s charitable contributions to the world have typically been on a much smaller scale. “Of course I’m sure. A coconut milk latte it is,” she says before placing and paying for their their orders at the register 

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[witchingallison]

earrings: what jewelry do you use the most?

soft asks - accepting

earrings - what jewelry do you use the most?

“Probably rings. Or necklaces.”

[witchingallison]

@willowxwisp

It’s genuinely a pleasure to speak to the blonde again. Their first conversation left Allison hopeful about Witching Hour’s most recent release, before it came out. Now that it has come out  - and been received poorly - she’s especially excited to meet with the other. “So you help with pride events and what not?” she asks as she looks over the coffee shop menu. “Do I understand that correctly?” Allison meets so many people, and while she does her best to remember all of their names and what exactly they do, it’s not always possible. Her eyes light up when she sees what she wants. “Whatever you want is on me, by the way.” 

[witchingallison]

bewitchmex‌:

Zoe was sat on the window ledge with one head phone in listening to the song on repeat, as her finger scrolled through the various comments that had been left on her twitter and instagram. Each one seemed worse than the next. “They’re right about this one-.. the lyric it doesn’t work and this bit-” The blonde sighed, her fingers running through the air with the melody they’d spent so long making. And now it was just being torn apart? It ached. They were just coming back into the spot light and it felt like everything was being thrown at them which granted didn’t help the situation. 

“And when the next single comes out? What if that does worse?” The blonde spoke as her expression sunk further, turning her phone off and tossing it to the other side of the ledge as her hands racked through her short hair. “Nothing about this is okay.” Zoe muttered a deep sadness written across her features as she sat keeping her eyes out of the window as if somehow it could offer comfort that didn’t come. Pulling the closest cat to her - which just happened to be Luna -, the blonde wrapped her arms around the small furry creature, head resting against it as she sighed deeply. She knew that sure not everyone was going to like their music, but not even their fans? It had flopped. Completely and utterly. Of course she was disappointed that the music had failed, but more importantly there was a growing disappear that laced with Jane. Because despite everything, they were doing this for her. The album and every piece of this album was dedicated to her. It wasn’t just their fans they were letting down, it was Jane which was the even more painful blow. 

“It shouldn’t have been the single.. it doesn’t-” Zoe mumbled to herself her chest felt hollow with an ache. They’d let her down. “It doesn’t work without the song before it.”

Allison watches for a moment, looking to see how Zoe is handling the sting of the harsh criticism being tossed at them. “They aren’t right,” she replies, trying to argue. But the forever unsatisfied perfectionist in her knows the truth; They are right. Allison fights with herself to quiet that voice’s incessant nagging, reminds herself that this is only their first attempt at recording songs they wrote themselves. Even the greatest musicians have their setbacks. They can recover from this. They have to recover from this. 

She repeats that to herself for as long as she can before Zoe’s voice forces her to think otherwise. What if their new release does worse? A chill runs up Allison’s spine as she thinks about the possibility. “We’ll figure that out if we get there.” If - not when. It’s the best answer she can come up with for now, especially as she doesn’t want to think about it any longer. The idea that they could further fail Jane is too much to bear. “I know,” Allison replies, slowly sinking to the floor next to Zoe. She too reaches for a cat - Salem - pulling him closer to her for comfort. None of this is okay, and there’s absolutely nothing she can say or do to make it okay. So she doesn’t try. She just sits there, waiting for Zoe to say something - anything.

Once more, Zoe is right. This song shouldn’t have been released first. All the context - the story they were trying to tell - is missing. “I’m sure they’ll change their mind when they hear what comes before it.” Allison hopes that they’ll change her mind. In the mean time. “There’s got to be at least a few positive comments, right?” Maybe they can just focus on those for the time being. 

[witchingallison]

@bewitchmex​

Allison’s not sure what’s stronger - her sadness or her anger. They’ve put so much effort into their first album, so much effort into writing and recording the songs they wrote for and about Jane. Their first single - their first release in about three years - was supposed to be cause for celebration. But the comments that Allison’s seen in regards to their release on Wednesday have been overwhelmingly negative. It hurts, and leaves her concerned about what this means for the rest of their planned releases. 

However, most of her is just concerned for Zoe. 

As personal as it all felt for Allison, it had to feel even more personal for the blonde. She can only imagine how her best friend has to be taking things. “It’s going to be fine,” she finally says about the situation, unsure if she’s trying to reassure herself or Zoe. Where Zoe is concerned, she often feels as if she doesn’t have time to be anxious. This isn’t an exception. So even if she isn’t a massive optimist, she’s trying to stay positive about the situation. “You know. We still have our album coming out in March. I’m sure that’ll go better.” It has to go better. 

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[witchingallison]

bxronjacy‌:

“You’re not being weird or ridiculous, no,” Jacy said reassuringly. He offered a smile and rested a hand on the side of her neck as he spoke. “If anything Allie, it’d be weird if you weren’t at least a little nervous,” After rubbing his thumb over her cheek to offer some comfort, Jacy brought both hands back into his back pockets. “We’re all here for you, for you both. Don’t forget.”

“Thank you.” Her voice is a hardly above a whisper, a calm fully settling in. Allison’s not sure she could ever fully express how grateful she is for all of the reassurance and support he - and the rest of the boys - have given her. Given them. “I could never forget that.” Trying to lift the the conversation, her elbow bumps into him. “You won’t let me,” she answers a playful tone in her voice. 

[witchingallison]

willowxwisp‌:

A warm smile rested on Willow’s face. All she could do was nod. While she didn’t know the exact ins and outs of what had happened with Witching Hour, she knew enough to know that the women had been through hard times. “I’m pretty sure I can say with confidence that it will. I’m routing for you guys. I’m sure it’ll all do amazingly.”

The support this young woman is offering is astounding; Though Allison’s always known that their fans care, that the people who listen to them support them, it feels different, somehow, hearing and feeling it in person. These are the sort of people she wants to do all of this for, the people she wants to create the best possible music for. ”Thank you,”she answers with a soft smile. “That support and confidence really means a lot to us.” It’s not often that Allison speaks for Zoe, but she’s sure on this matter, it’s okay. 

[witchingallison]

geomarches‌:

March nodded. Alright, he knew when a friend was no longer in the picture for some reason or another, and knew very well that dropping it was smartest. It’s what he would have wanted. “Well, you and Zoe have convinced me, even though she’s not here.” He made a little bit of a face. “Well, I do know some people in bands who aren’t very entertaining. So you have a head start on them.”

She’s grateful that he doesn’t push farther on the did portion of her statement. Allison’s not really sure where she would start with that conversation. And anyway, everything left to say about the situation, she’s already said in her music. “I’m glad to hear it! I’ll have to pass it along!” She replies with a laugh. “Oh?” Her brow quirks. “What bands? Any that I would have heard of?”