#ramity

Amity had a date.

At least-- she was pretty sure it was a date. Maybe after all the craziness, this picnic with Riley was actually going to be a break-up picnic, a see ya later, wack-job! It wasn’t like Amity would blame Riley. Even though they’d been there through everything-- the fight with Ashmedai and then the flight with her mother (the latter of which had been ten times scarier)-- it made total sense for them to go home, realize just how badly Amity had fucked up, and then let Amity deal with it on her own.

But Amity hoped that wasn’t what it was. Even though she definitely had more important things to be thinking about (like, a trial and the fact that her name was blasted around town and how she basically didn’t have any money or future haha), all Amity wanted to think about was this. A date. 

Even if it was a break-up picnic, she at least owed Riley something...nice.

So she arrived at the lake and set it up herself, having packed a whole picnic basket with goodies from the inn. She put out fresh flowers and a whole board of meat and cheese and crackers, and a bowl of fruit too. She’d even uh... looked up some weird Minnesotan TikToks that she knew Riley loved and then worked with Bones to create some kind of midwest lime-jello-and-pineapple monstrosity that didn’t look edible to her, but, maybe Riley would love it? Maybe it would save their relationship? 

And then she sat and waited. For the end? Or the beginning? 

Amity scrambled up when she saw Riley coming. “Oh uh--hi!” 

@uffdah-riley​

Summary: After defeating Ashmedai, Amity, Mim, and Riley are taken to the hospital where they reunite with family. But not all reunions are a good thing. 

tw: emotional manipulation !! 

Still Decoy, still a good witch with her tea Still bitter, still don't play the black keys Still wants to politely and properly warn you This is Armageddon

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Summary: In over her head, Amity’s fight with Ashmedai seems hopeless...until Howl and Pepa arrive. 

tw: PTSD, and some suicidal thoughts 

@madmagicmim @uffdah-riley @oh-heartlessman @letitrain-letitsnow-letitgo

amity blight aesthetic 3/? 

Ramity: Riley Anderson and Amity Blight

And Amity snorted and laughed, like she wasn't one of those douchebags, when she knew that she definitely was. 

But for that one second, she didn't feel like a Blight at all. For that one second, as Riley called her cool, and nudged her, and joked, and even smiled, Amity was nobody. She became invisible to Odalia's eyes, untraceable, uninteresting because what powerful witch would laugh at some terrible joke made by a weirdo from Minnesota? Not Amity Blight. But maybe Amity would, and so she did. It felt amazing.

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Like the clouds after a storm, the tension lifted when Amity began to laugh and Riley felt the odd knot untangle itself within their chest. As they began to laugh as well, Riley noted that their relationship with Amity felt like a constant push and pull.

They had started off rocky in the lunchroom on the first day, then Riley had felt a sense of competition, while friendly, when they both joined the swim team, and then the mystical snow day they had spent together. Riley never knew what to make of Amity's behavior except for that she always seemed to be trying really hard and Riley hoped that she took some time to just have some fun once in awhile.

Riley got her a present.

They weren’t the only one. But they made the least sense. Eilonwy and Mei-- they were ... like that. Martin probably forced Mim. But Riley? After Amity had destroyed their phone screen and basically ignored them for the entire first month of school? She couldn’t even figure it some kind of trap or bribe, because what would Riley want from the Blights anyway? 

It was just a present. A really... cute present actually. Amity had taken the little bear jar out and collected the glitter off of the snow bank, and then she’d looked at it sparkling for a while, more fragile-- and precious-- than diamonds. 

I should get them something, thought Amity as she watched the snow-glitter build within the glass walls of the jar. 

Because a Blight shouldn’t owe anyone. Of course. 

She didn’t see Riley again until after break. Then, on the second day of school, she took a step toward Riley’s locker. “Uh, Riley?” she said, clutching her badly wrapped package in her hand. “Do you have a second?”