Boscha. In control. Gaze a sneer for daring to show up in front of her. Willow's black nails dig into her palm.

Focus on something else.

"Jerbo, right?" Willow approached the tall student, her boots stomping down on weeds that grew without her knowing. She held her hands in front of herself.

Her eyes drifted to the board, then back to Jerbo. "This couldn't all have been from Matt, right?" A laugh, an attempt at a joke. Her smile didn't quite reach her eyes.

Closed Starter for @multi-coven

"I wonder if it's too late to back out....." He whined as he stood before the greenhouse and fidgeted. There just after sundown, like he'd been asked.

His stomach tossed and tuned as he paced in place, absolutely terrified of what he might find inside. But is was absolutely too late to leave, and he wasn't about to ditch his crush one of his best friends like that. Especially when it seemed Jerbo had gone to so much work for him.... something that brought red to his cheeks, as he still couldn't quite figure out what this was all about.

Was he dressed too formally?! Did he at least have time to run home and change?! Trolli bonked him in the head with a firm no. Reassuring him that he looked nice. Currently? He was dressed in the outfit he'd originally been planning to wear to Grom before..... you know. He thought maybe...maybe this would be a good time to use it? And had spent hours anxiously getting ready for tonight. Redoing his hair a hundred times over.

He shook his head, chasing away the negative thoughts as he slowly reached out, and knocked on the glass door.

Trauma Sentence Starters | ACCEPTING

@multi-coven​ asked:

“Count your breaths with me, okay? Ready? One, two, three, four…” -Memphis to Hunter

Normally when he had these types of breakdowns, he tended to get so terribly frazzled. He would ramble on and on, locked in his thoughts and his perception of things when it came to whatever had gone wrong in that particular moment. But it was so much different today, he honestly felt like he had hit rock bottom. He was so tired, so tired of trying, so tired of failing and feeling like he wasn’t enough. It was so taxing on him and he was only 16.

 He had thought he was alone in his mess of emotions, after all he felt alone enough in this damn coven. The last thing Hunter needed was for some guards spreading around that the ‘brat’ finally broke. He wanted to scream at them to leave him alone, but finding his voice was far harder than expected. It was like the air was trapped in his lungs and it was burning, all the while his thoughts were buzzing around far too loudly for his liking. 

But Memphis’ words managed to cur through those thoughts. Just barely but with every word they spoke, it became clearer. Slowly, he followed the instructions of his mentor with a few unsteady breaths in time with the counting.

Command Me | ACCEPTING

Send my character a ► and a command. They must obey.

@multi-coven​ asked:

► to Luz, give Willow a hug

Oh heck yea the commands she was getting were pretty neat so far.  She loved hugging her friends and its been a good while since she had given out a hug to literally her first friend ever!

@multi-coven​ asked:

🧪"Hey Luz? I uh... I have a question? You went to Grom right? What... What was it like? Like... decoration wise..." Jerbo fidgeted a bit with their hands, it's not like they had anything to be nervous about- It was just a simple question.

“I mean yea I went to Grom but uh...Was sorta fighting the weird fear monster that lives under the school so my memory on the decorations are sorta fuzzy at best.” Luz explained as she rubbed the back of her neck. “It was pretty standard decorations though. I think I got a few pictures sent from Gus and Willow if you want to see.”

Misc Quotes | ACCEPTING

@multi-coven​ asked:

‘  do  we  simply  stare  at  what’s  horrible  and  forgive  it ?  ’ -Willow to Hunter

Hunter stayed quiet for quite some time hearing that. He didn’t expect to hear something like that from the other witch and it had him thinking. In his opinion that was a no. A big no. But that probably wasn’t what Willow wanted to hear. What did his opinion to this conversation matter if it would only serve to soil his admittedly already strained friendship with her anyhow? But staying quiet wouldn’t be wise either. No matter what people said, silence did in fact say a lot to people. It could say so many things even if it wasn’t the intended meaning. Its how miscommunications happened. So he decided to play it safe.