BRUTAL

zara mercier 26. earth witch. regenerative healing. they say these are the golden years but i wish i could disappear ego crush is so severe god, it's BRUTAL out here

[concepts]

What advice would you give to your younger self?

[limeshade]

ANYA TAYLOR-JOY

InStyle Magazine’s Badass Questionnaire

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autumn / halloween inbox memes   ♡   a series of prompts appropriate for the autumn season.  feel free to change anything as needed.  happy writing!

my muse  =  the receiver’s muse, your muse  =  the asker’s muse

[ pumpkin ]   for our muses to carve pumpkins together

[ costume ]  for our muses to show each other their costumes (+bonus if you include what your muse is wearing!)

[ matching costumes ]  for your muse to ask my muse to wear matching costumes with them (+bonus if you include what their costumes would be!)

[ accidentally matching ] for our muses to show up to a costume party wearing the same costume

[ forbidden exploration ]  for our muses to explore the nearby haunted woods

[ graveyard games ]  for our muses to use a ouija board while near or inside a graveyard (whether or not something goes wrong is up to the muns)

[ m!a supernatural ]  for my muse to magically transform into their most feared creature (vampire, ghost, etc etc) for the reply / thread

[ what’s your favourite scary movie? ]  for our muses to reenact the mun’s favourite horror movie (+bonus if you include which movie; otherwise it’s the receiver’s choice)

[ a good spook ]  for our muses to go to a haunted house attraction

[ a night in ]  for our muses to make hot chocolate and snuggle up to watch spooky movies by a fireplace for the evening

[ baking ]  for our muses to bake autumn-themed goodies together

[ tarot ]  for our muses to do their own tarot card reading for each other (+bonus if you include what your muse would ask!)

[thesoldiersminute]

Anya Taylor-Joy attending the Emmys pre-party (2021)

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Anya Taylor-Joy by Sebastian Faena for InStyle, Oct. 2021

[zaramercier]

adelaidevidalis​:

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“Maybe.” Ade gives space for the bright hope that Zara could inflict but deep down, in the shadowy parts of her, she knows Hektor won’t leave without a fight. “I doubt the original vampire is going to loosen his hold on my mother so easily, he’s able to control the coven that way.” Her and her siblings won’t bend so easily but with so much on the line, it was hard to tell who might surrender. “He isn’t. Him and his cult of vampires kidnapped a good portion of the town last year, my baby sister Ava was taken. It’s hard to get her to speak about it but it sounds like it was horrible. They turned Maven Lockwood from a witch into a vampire on the alter of Persephone that night.”

“Well, your mother is strong. I’m sure she knows what she’s doing and will know if she has to really worry about him.” She didn’t even sound sure of that with her own words. They were shakey as they left her mouth. Zara hoped the Vidalis coven would be okay. No matter what was thrown their way. As Ade mentioned everything that happened, all Zara could do was let out a breath she hadn’t even realized she was holding. “Well, none of that sounds pleasant at all. I hope this Maven person is okay.”

[zaramercier]

mateoaguilars·:

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Mateo waved her off, uncomfortable by the attention when it came from a place that was concerned about his wellbeing instead of simply just being attention for the sake of attention. He was fine, that much he was sure of— while things fell apart and in some ways he was quite frightened, there were others in which he was progressing with leaps and bounds. He had a business now, he was going back to school— but Zara was looking at him with her wide, doe eyes and he leaned into her shoulder. “I’m alright, I promise.” Her reaction made him grin, shaking his head. “We’re not like, official or anything, but—“ Mateo felt giddy. “I think, or well, I hope we’re getting there.“

“Okay. If you say so. I’ll believe you.” Until she saw that look in his eyes that made her think otherwise. It was clear that he wasn’t going to tell her even if he wasn’t okay. His wellbeing mattered to her though. Mateo was her friend and, to be honest, they had been through a lot together by this point. Even if it was just one thing. But that one thing had been very traumatizing for both parties involved. Zara just wished she could get rid of that moment for both of them. “Well, I’m happy for you regardless. You deserve it. So what’s their name? Do I know them? When can we meet? Can I make them a little alien blanket?”

[zaramercier]

winterdupont·:

“I feel like I’m always putting my foot in my mouth when we try to have a normal conversation. Not that I’m stumbling, it’s just….She’s good at talking.” In a way she cannot describe without embarrassing herself completely and that has her shrugging her shoulders, face going hot again at just the idea. “Z, I think…I think something happened to her.” Winter’s brow furrows and the worry is enough to take her back down to Earth and away from blushing again. She thinks back to the beach, the two of them in the water bathed in moonlight and Kasey looking like she was being held together with a sliver of tape. “She couldn’t use her magic the last time I saw her. Like when the veil fell. Have you heard of anything like that?”

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure she’s talking poems and we’re just blabbing about stupid stuff. I mean, I went to Area 51. She probably wrote a novel on it.” Zara was sure she talked too much sometimes, but she was never saying anything worthwhile. She just hoped she was getting through the day half the time. Her eyes moved back to her sister as the next words left the other witch’s mouth. “It seemed like that was the case last I spoke to her, too.” She hoped there was nothing wrong with the other woman her sister clearly cared for. “I don’t know half the things that are going on in this town, Winter. I’m just trying to survive like everyone else. I hope she’s okay though.”

[cherrysmoon]

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Anya Taylor Joy for Tiffany&Co

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anya taylor-joy photographed for marie claire by pip, 2020

[zaramercier]

avxvidalis​:

“I totally get that! Like, there’s no fun in being a bad person, it just sounds like a lot of work.” Especially if you were forcing yourself to be bad just for the sake of acting tough. Ava and Zara were two individuals who weren’t about that type of lifestyle. “Oh, yeah, of course! I’m the same way, like, I cry. A lot and about everything.” She probably would’ve cried about the MTEO sticker if Zara hadn’t suggested going to the Vidalis estate. 

“Right? Like, why even bother being bad? It seems like you would waste so much energy on that. It takes zero energy to be nice.” Luckily, Zara found a common interest with Ava. The two of them were, in her opinion, pleasant to be around. They weren’t completely judgmental and she thought they wanted the best for others. Why wouldn’t people want to hang out with them? “See. You understand me. Crying sometimes just makes you feel better.” Thankfully, she didn’t have to worry about feeling weird about it around Ava.

[zaramercier]

winterdupont·:

“Yeah that’s kind of her natural state of being.” Covered in stars, as if her body itself was celestial. Given Corinth’s penchant for strange supernatural happenings, such a thing didn’t feel so ridiculous. Winter’s smiling at the thought and she catches herself, cheeks tinted the faintest pink. Her hair falls forward as she looks down at the piece in her hand to try and avoid further embarrassment. “Couldn’t hurt, right?” Ask Kasey out on a date, a real date. Her, on a date, with a cute girl who talked like she was weaving the grandest story. Such an idea seemed ridiculous and yet, it’s better than sitting around daydreaming. “Worst she can say is no.”

“Sounds about right. I talk to her and feel like I’m dumber than usual.” Not that she thought she wasn’t smart. Zara just didn’t consider herself the most intellectual person in the room most of the time. It just wasn’t something she cared about most of the time. If anything, she was more creative than she was the former. With the clay still on her fingers, she lifted her hand to poke her sister’s rosy cheek. “Exactly. She would sorely be missing out if she said no. Which she won’t.” Winter was one of a kind and she thought anyone would be lucky to have the other witch have even the smallest crush on them.

[zaramercier]

sebastienxmercier·:

She could feel it, their magic all flowing together. But also the feeling of something else. Like they were pushing against something that wouldn’t budge. It was darker, felt foreign and unfamiliar and Winter’s eyes closed as she tried to push through it. Her mouth keeps moving, her brow furrows, there’s some faltering and for a moment she thinks that they’ve lost, that they aren’t enough.

And then everything seems to just stop.

Her eyes peek open at her palm and the scale is still there it’s just….A scale. There’s no energy, there is only them and their magic reunited after so many years apart and she almost jumps for absolute joy. The fatigue, the ache behind her eyes, everything feels…Well it feels like it’s increased tenfold when she really thinks about it, all that lack of sleep was crashing into her. But she feels lighter almost despite dropping both of her siblings hands and falling to her knees in the sand. Despite that, she’s smiling softly, actually letting out a laugh. “We did it. Guys, we fucking did it.” @sebastienxmercier·

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The room is charged with a current like static, the air, the ground, their bodies. The three of them had never gotten along well enough to do something like this, whatever spells they’d practiced or used had hardly ever been cooperative. For a moment Bastien thinks of her, he hopes that she’s proud and he imagines that she’s in the room with them now lending her Mercier power to theirs. Then it was over. The spell broke down the curse and there’s a sensation like a bundle of sticks being snapped in two. 

Winter fell, but Bastien’s shoulder is under hers soon after, helping her to her feet. The witch can feel the dark magic has been dispelled, her curse has been lifted and if there was a reason for him to come to this cursed city it had to be this. Bastien found himself looking to Zara now, “We did-” doing something together, helping their sister, it meant more to him than he was able to articulate now. He looked to Winter now, he felt the fatigue of spent magic, but likely nothing compared to what his sister was feeling now. “but we should get you home. You look exhausted.” @zaramercier·

As soon as her sister falls to her knees, Zara is right there with her. A small smile reached her lips at the smile on Winter’s face. Whatever problems she had with her brother could wait for now. That was the last thing they had to worry about right now. All she cared about was making sure that her sister was okay. “Yeah, we did.” She looked up at Sebastien for just a moment as he spoke and then focused back on her sister. “Let’s go, Winter. You need some rest.”

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Anya Taylor-Joy by Paolo Roversi for W Magazine. April 2017

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Anya Taylor-Joy (2021)