The Owl Witch is here

Hello everyone, your friendly neighbourhood witch is here! . (Roleplay blog for Lomadia, I am not Hannah or part of the yogs in any way). M!A: None. Icon by the lovely endingfury.tumblr.com

[char-portraits]

The Witch, by Kristina Yovanovic

[reimenaashelyee]

Familiar | Sooty Owl. Magic, truth, eternity. | Purchase Merch: Straunge Wunder

[cinemahall-blog]

[wizardjpeg]

there’s a word for people who can’t levitate, and that word, is bitches

[russiawave]

[deathosphere-deactivated2017101]

I dont know whats going on but I’m sure there’s a YA novel about it

[dragkingandreweldritch]

that goth person riding the subway with their pet crow from the other day is either this couple’s mentor, nemesis, or both

[toto-africa]

Looks like the Hogwarts Express got a downgrade

[awesome-picz]

Owl Recognizes The Man Who Saved Her, Gives Him The Most Heartfelt Hug.

[the-witches-glossary]

Blue Labradorite.

The Wiccan’s Glossary

[ambiguities]

[gigglinggoggles]

Man, if I could get away with it I’d modify like this coat to look a bit more lab-y without the fur and maybe a touch less steampunk and not out of outdoor coat materials.

[witchofgrace]

I think you'd rock it. -grins- Very stylish.

[stability]

I’m screaming did anyone know that owls legs were this long???

[bubbakanoosh]

Samford Valley, here I come.

[yeur]

[785691370968457069813267098-dea]

no!!!!!!!!!!!!! not this agaim

He Is

Beautyful

[justrpmemesandmusings]

Pssttt, I’m bored. Send my muse anons about anything you’ve ever wondered about them or the people in their life.

[cheeso]

theres no difference between exercise and black magic both of them hurt your body at first and drain you of energy but the more you dabble in it the more powerful you become

[urulokid]

this is the most inspiring thing i have ever read

[witchofgrace]

dirtkxng:

Lomadia leaving a trail of kisses all the way down to his neck had a smug smirk forming over Sips’ lips, though he inhaled sharply when he realised that she was leaving her mark on his pale grey skin.  The somewhat shaky exhale really showed that he was at least trying to hold onto some shred of composure, but how could he possibly keep it together given his current situation?  “Mmm,” he hummed in response to her question and reached to brush her hair off of her shoulder so that he could glance at the crook of her neck, mapping out a few places where he too would probably end up leaving marks.

“Didn’t have a plan really, but do I ever?”  Raising his brows as if to make a point, Sips leaned back just enough so that he could look the elf over unabashedly and subconsciously wet his lips, meeting her eyes once more.  “If I’ve already gotten this far, I’d say I’m doin’ an alright job on the corruption though, eh?  I thought it’d take a bit more convincing to get you outta that shirt, it’s gotta be said.”  With both of his hands firmly holding onto Lomadia’s hips, he gave them a light and playful squeeze as he leaned his face in close to one of her ears.  “I’m just happy I haven’t scared you off yet,” Sips mumbled, his lips just barely brushing the shell of her ear before he caught the lobe with his teeth in a gentle bite and tug.  “That’s about the last thing I want, y’know?”  He was beginning to ramble so to silence himself, he pressed his face into the side of the witch’s neck and returned the favour of leaving a small, darkening bruise.

After leaving a dark hickey on his neck, she continued to press light kisses across his shoulder until he moved back. When he looked her up and down, she felt a self-conscious blush heat her skin, the pink reaching from her ears to her chest. “To be fair, you already had me in bed - getting me to take off my clothes gets easier from there. Can you blame me? I do look great.” Despite the fact that she was feeling a little self-conscious, she was still able to pull off being undeniably cocky. 

The ghosting of his lips as he spoke against her pointed ear made her breath catch in her throat, and, with the bite, an unrestrained moan fell past her lips, the sensation far too good for her to try and quieten herself. As he moved his attention to her neck, she opened her mouth to reply, but her words were replaced with a whine as she felt him leaving his mark. After a pause, focusing on making sure she wasn’t speaking elvish, her second attempt at speaking was slightly more successful. “It takes a lot to scare me off, seron, don’t worry. I want to be here.” 

[god-of-bird]

Shadow doing a huge rouse before flying 😂

A rouse is when a bird puffs itself up and shakes. This throws off dirt from under their feathers. It also helps them to get their feathers in the right position before flying 😊

[rpmemes-galore]

My muse has barely gotten out of bed in days. What does your muse do to try to get them up and about?