“ DO YOU BELIEVE IN GOD ? ”
you asked me if i believed in god, and you put a gun to my head . i said yes .
it wasn’t even true , and i said yes … and then you pulled the trigger .
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asdfghjkl. i got the job i applied for. i’m SCREAMING. while this definitely probably means a dip in activity as i adjust to my new schedule / get my ducks in a row, i’ll still be around! i already love mrs. adler too much. but if you’d like my disco. as a better way to plot / talk / etc. with me, feel free to ask for it, as long as we’re mutuals.
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me @ o8 blogs: pls accept emily into your ranks. thx.
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so, i’m adding emily nelson / hope mclanden from a s*mple favor to this blog as a guest muse. i’m not even sorry about it.
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“ LIKE I TOLD YOU, my husband and i shared all the work. i wasn’t some little wife with a flower in her hair baking cherry pies all day. ”
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…and she evidenced something most e x t r a o r d i n a r y .
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❛ I got a solid eight minutes, not consecutively, but still. ❜ / fiona for myrtle?
“ ---- of COITUS, i presume? ” the confession is like MUSIC to her ears and brings about a PLEASANT, TINGLING sensation rivaled only by that of the eerie, celestial notes that her theremin produces. the grin that tugs fervently at the corners of her lips is one she doesn’t bother to hide. the ‘ SUPREME ’ before her deserves no such courtesy. “ now tell me, my dear, was that with your first or second husband? one can never be quite sure; you go through them so quickly. ” || @velvetipped || MEME
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❛ I’m done. ❜ - To Mallory from Cordelia
“ please, don’t SAY that, miss cordelia. ” she’s not above begging, desperation forcing hot, stinging tears to well along her lash line. “ i don’t want to be the SUPREME ---- ” words echo so similarly to another’s from the not-too-distant past, though she cannot possibly realize it. “ ---- not if it means losing you. ” her hands seek out the older witch’s, fingers lacing together tightly. “ there has to be something we can do. we still need you. i still need you. ” || @offantasiesandfear || MEME
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❛ Okay, but, um what the hell is this? ❜
cupped DELICATELY between ringed fingers, she holds a warbling starling. where silence had reigned only moments before, its song fills its cheeks and chest and all of the other hollow spaces left behind. “ VITALUM VITALUS, ” she answers, the soft petals of her lips curling into a lopsided grin as the little bird ruffles its feathers against her palms. “ it’s a witch thing. ” the words fall from her with an air of nonchalance that belittles the POWER that she holds, as DARK and DIVINE as it is BEAUTIFUL. “ this little guy must’ve hit the window. ” she lifts the creature to breathe one last breath of life into it before extending her arms out into the cool midday air and opening her hands, offering him his freedom. “ i couldn’t just leave him there. ” she watches him stretch his wings before taking flight and disappearing into the treeline, feeling envious only for the briefest of moments. “ it wasn’t his time. ” || @ettusoror || MEME
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you are nothing but a wolf in sheep’s clothing
always pretending to be something you’re not :
SOMETHING GOOD
SOMETHING PURE
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"i got a solid eight minutes. not consecutively, but still." [for ms. myrtle!]
“ you worry far too much, little bird. ” gloved fingers, still nimble despite their age, weave through the air, controlling the pitch of the whimsical instrument beneath. “ there is only so much one witch can do. que será, será, as they say. it is out of your hands now, my darling. ” she looks up for the briefest of moments, long enough to notice heavy circles beneath tired eyes and CLUCKS her tongue in response. “ relax, cordelia. listen closely to the celestial tones. let them soothe your tempestuous soul and lull you to sleep. ” || @perpetuumclausus || MEME
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