#magicasted

      WHY IS HE HERE? The choking aroma of fresh bouquets forfeits his presence. It was distinctive; kin to century-old memoirs that only the faded depths of her conscious could muster. It tempted her submissive hostility to engage in sudden introductions, but she refrained. The shadow of his frame perched at last a meter behind her, the profile of his hair haphazard like a nest of butterflies before the sunset cement. Death did them ‘part long ago, but she wonders what wicked wizardry brought him here, now. The Throne of Heroes discriminated against none, but his purpose here held no merit. Masters do not exist here.

      “Do not step any closer,” she starts with muted menace, “--with the assumption that I will be as cordial to you as I have. If you are to approach me, understand that my sentiments for you are as ancient as those times. Should you proceed without caution,” 

❝ HM ? Oh, I didn’t realize someone else was out here. ❞

❝ Well they picked the wrong witch, and the wrong woman. ❞ | @magicasted from *   salem    sentence    starters, accepting !!

A CONFIDENCE THAT rivaled the imperious demon. confidence with backing, confidence of a disillusioned mind, it would come to light. witches, conniving creatures. almost as shifty as a fox. yet more sinister, most filled with hate. something he once harbored, towards humankind as a whole.

flesh that blended among the common flocks of human but smell couldn’t be hidden. not with a keen nose such as his. old magic lingered on her, years beyond what she appeared to be. an experienced witch is what his nose told him. to tread carefully was something to consider. curses were no easy feat to break or escape.

Send 🎰 for me to put our muses into a random list generator then post the first five as potential ships! | accepting | magicasted said: 🎰

Marni / Lolita

Yo / Lolita

Nino / Lolita

Morpho / Lolita 

Dropped for you!

{🍀} Clover was cleaning up outside her cafe, as she tended to do in the mornings. The cherry petals were pretty, but they also needed to be swept- so that’s what she was doing, her espeon out of his pokeball and playing around with the petals that Clover missed.