#witchscribed

‘   TITAN ---   alright ,  alright !   i hear you all ,  i get it .   lemme run it back ;            a large fry for hunter ,  kid’s meal for amity  &  a salad for the other --  ( dunno what kinda  WHACKJOB  orders salad from a fast food joint )  -- a  ‘too big’  burger  &  a happy meal for the king ‘a demons ,  a deluxe with a side of stop talking in abbreviations for parker ,  a mcrib for luz .  .  .   ’

. . .   she’s gonna regret asking this .

❛ i don’t want to hurt anymore. and for some reason when i’m with you, it hurts both of us. ❜ (luz to amity!) / @witchscribed

Amity is familiar with the sensation of a sudden, sharp drop -- in grudgby it always came with a moment of exhilaration before the ground came rushing up, a thrill and a satisfying ending. In facing her siblings, metaphorically, it was always something frustrating and needling -- and in facing her family, when her stomach would fall out, it was sickly and aching. The fruition of a prophecy of failure she would never escape no matter how she tried.

Now, she's freezing.

Her thoughts have always moved the quickest out of any part of her; Amity is already flying through her internal monologue -- this isn't happening, this isn't real, what has she done wrong this time, was her mother right about her all along -- ? Her breath catches in her throat and old instincts come back to clench her windpipe and fists against the panic. Shut it down, Blight. This is why we don't associate with others, Amity, you know this --

Typically this is when she finds solace in the dark, shrouded corners of her heart. Don't feel anything and you might have a chance at perfect. But those shadows are gone, burned away in the direct sunlight that is, that has been, Luz Noceda. Because sure, there's her mother's voice, but there's Luz's too -- golden bright, constantly awed, calling her an awesome girlfriend.

Try this Character | ACCEPTING

@witchscribed​ asked:

TRY + AMITY

((Third time is the charm!!!! ))

Oh goodness what was this feeling in her stomach? Amity thought this would die down once her and Luz had started dating but that fluttery nervous feeling had only increased tenfold to the point the smallest action caused her face to go red. And this was all because she wanted to go on a date! Like a real one. 

She pat her cheeks lightly before trying to smooth down her hair while swinging her legs, her own little way of trying to calm her nerves enough to finally speak.