# paranoid wicked witch

[viikingwitch]

what does your soul look like?

Dog teeth.

You're vicious, but you're afraid. You have to make the first punch, and make sure your opponent can't land one. But you need to stop seeing everyone as an enemy. The only one being violent is you, your anger and your defensiveness is killing you. Take a nap, rest your head and clear your mind. Come back in the morning.

tagged by: @klaeus ( kleya twinning, as god intended <33 ) tagging: @deceptivemorals @withliight @bludheir @wildskissed @nexusvcrti @wehowl @insanislupus @badasshybridqueen and you!

[shotorozu]

ooo i saw your pick me girl hcs from awhile back and loved them! can i request something similar for ashido/kirishima/kaminari but with the reader encountering a “nice guy” instead? thank you <33

NICE GUYS DO FINISH LAST

characters . . .

ASHIDO MINA, KIRISHIMA EIJIROU, KAMINARI DENKI, BAKUGOU KATSUKI, TODOROKI SHOUTO

notes . . .

a quick one because i was getting overwhelmed with writing this one request for my comeback 🧍‍♀️ (a lil sneak peek: it’s todobakudeku as ex husbands)

female! reader

MINA is actually offended that this guy thinks it’s going to work. like.. calling you short (even if you might not be), trying to compare hand sizes with you, the self deprecating humor— she’s actually going to throw up in her mouth… 🤢 though, she already clocked this guy’s tea iykwim… she has interacted with guys like him before, and she knew from the very beginning what he wanted— especially when he tried to replace her. the wicked witch and the audacity of this bitch…

“she’s not gonna pick you… if you’re really that nice, you’d stop being so sad… 😹”

if the advancements didn’t stop, she’d basically do whatever she could to make sure he knew that your ass was a fruitcake and not interested… even if it was laughable on her end.

“let’s go my scissor sister!!”

“girl??”

EIJIROU is an actual nice guy… he doesn’t need to say it for it to be known, so maybe that why he knew exactly what was going on the moment he heard this guy flap his lips… he was ashamed that this guy actually labelled himself as a “nice guy” because honestly it was even starting to confuse him like… what if he’s the one that’s not nice for thinking this way? he’s literally gaslighting himself at this point 😭

but because EIJIROU’s so nice, he’d actually pull the dude aside, speak to him from one man to another man, and tell him that he doesn’t need to do all of this because you’re just not interested (oh, and y’all are dating!!)

“hey man… i’m telling you this because i thought you’d want to know, but she’s not interested. might never be, so like… quit it, dude.”

but when the dude pretends the conversation never happened, that’s when he starts getting visibly angry… he’ll be more firm when it comes to telling him off, and he’ll get in between y’all. if you wanted to tell him off yourself, then he’d be right behind you with his arms crossed.

DENKI laughs because he thinks this isn’t a serious thing at all like… there’s no way somebody actually acts like this, right? this is all fiction. he quickly realizes that this is in fact NOT fiction, and this dude is dead serious— and this is when DENKI starts to panic. he alternates between laughing (because not even mineta is that ridiculous) and being gobsmacked at this behavior. it has him lowkey paranoid, because he wonders if he has ever acted like that towards anyone, even if he meant well.

similar to kiri, DENKI is the type to pull the guy aside and tell him what’s up. except, he’d do it so casually, the guy would probably think he’s joking. now, DENKI’s scared because the guy was trying to rope him in his shenanigans (even though he’d never resort to such tactics!!)

he’ll try to joke that being a “nice guy” is out of style (except he’s not really joking) and because this guy genuinely freaks him out, he’d just focus on creating distance between you and that dude.

“bro was gooning so hard 😭 that was not sigma 😹”

KATSUKI practically implodes, when he first sees it, but it’s such an expected reaction— the nice guy doesn’t even think twice about it. KATSUKI looks annoyed— pissed off, when this rando goes up to you and pats you on the head with his unwashed hand, but after the nice guy momentarily goes away, KATSUKI turns to you and tells you to ignore it. not because he thinks you can’t deal with the problem, nor that it isn’t worth dealing with appropriately, but because he doesn’t want you to worry about someone like him any longer. there are better things for both of y’all to worry about, and this will no longer be your problem.

KATSUKI doesn’t even give the dude the luxury of a warning, the next time he sees him and they’re ALONE?? he’s approaching him with such speed, it has the guy shaking in his boots. the nice guy literally regrets trying to be all nice to you for ulterior motives, and he makes it known— but KATSUKI doesn’t care anymore.

“i was just being nice! can’t a guy be nice anymore??”

“oh so you wanna die—”

“sheesh, okay! fine! i’ll stop. the bitch doesn’t deserve it anyway…”

“… say what.”

KATSUKI did in fact deal with it, and you never had to think twice about him again (excluding the times you laughed about it to him.)

“ngl i can’t believe he thought that’d work.”

“well he’s a fucking dumbass. focus on stretching.”

SHOUTO is so confused, because he can’t understand why anyone would actually act this way, and for ulterior motives too. he can’t understand lying about who you are to get something— especially if that somebody is you, and especially if someone just wants that attention. it’s one thing to have a crush on you, sure (he gets that because he literally does), but it’s another thing to make you uncomfortable in the process of trying to get with you.

SHOUTO looks puzzled— insulted even, when he sees this guy pat you on the head and call you short. not just because he literally touched you and made you uncomfortable, but also because he could’ve been wrong too 😭

SHOUTO wouldn’t try to hide the fact that he’s trying to get in between of you. he’s literally like a sturdy foundation, unable to be moved— even if the guy tried to push him aside (also… that’s certainly a choice..)

SHOUTO is blunt with it. he will try to correct him on your height— even if he doesn’t need to. nice guy probably already knows that you’re not actually that short, but SHOUTO needs to make things known.

“please get it right. she’s not short.” (he’d say, if you’re not)

“you’re quite wrong, she’s not that short.” (he’d say, if you are)

and he’d just watch the color drain off his face with secret satisfaction, and the room atmosphere would go awkward afterwards (but does he GAF, nope…)

“you didn’t have to annihilate him like that,” you’d tease SHOUTO later, and then sarcastically remark, “i thought he was a nice guy”

“they finish last. at least, according to a saying.”

[salty-an-disco]

Hey bud! If you had to give your favorite voice a favorite movie, what would it be? And would their matching vessel like or dislike it?

I know this wasn’t the assigned task, but I couldn’t resist–

Here’s me headcanoing a fave film for every single voice and their respective princess’ opnion on it–

Hero: Shrek 2. No it is NOT just because of the Holding Out For a Hero scene, tho that is a very nice scene that always makes him start bouncing on his seat the moment it starts playing. It isn’t Default Princess’ favorite (she prefers Shrek 1), but she still appreciates the satire and subversion of common fairy tale tropes and the exploration of Shrek’s character here.

Contrarian: The Emperor’s New Groove. It’s memeable, it’s funny, it has such iconic characters, what else could he ask for? Stranger likes what they saw of it well enough, but they can’t really bring themselves to focus on a movie for the entirety of it. Would rather be doing something that requires them to be proactive.

Cheated: Fight Club. I haven’t watched Fight Club myself, but from what I hear from it, sounds like something Cheated might enjoy. Razor isn’t allowed anywhere near a TV.

Cold: Inside Out. Am I projecting? Yes. Do I care? Absolutely not. She watches Inside Out over and over again, imagining those little emotion guys as some of its friend, and getting a weird tight feeling in its chest when the control panel starts going gray because of Riley’s increasingly depressive state. Spectre likes the movie :)

Paranoid: Paranorman (I didn’t realize how similar those names are, but holy shit that’s funny), she finds Norman’s struggles to fit in and being seen as a ‘weirdo’ relatable and finds the way he’s fascinated with horror weirdly compelling. Both the fact it’s a stop-motion movie, and that it’s ‘children’s horror’ helps Paranoid feel safe watching it, and she doesn’t even jerks her arms once! Nightmare finds the zombies funny and gets… weirdly emotional during reveal at the end.

Hunted: The Lion King. It’s pretty, it’s colorful, the scenery and characters makes it feel at home, and it’s really compelled by the lion hamlet storyline. Beast tries to paw at every animal on screen and starts howling sadly when Mufasa dies.

Opportunist: Says it’s The Devil Wears Prada, but actually, it’s Legally Blond. The musical, specifically. Constantly has ‘Gay or European?’ playing in his head. Witch also loves The Legally Blond musical and is constantly grumpy that it’s also Oppy’s favorite.

Stubborn: Kung Fu Panda. It has FIGHTS, it has a panda struggle to become stronger, it has a compelling emotional core, he loves that shit! Adversary prefers John Wick, personally, but she’s also cheering for that white leopard guy every time he’s on screen (yeah, she knows he’s the villain, so what?).

Broken: Winnie the Pooh. It’s comforting and so nice to watch! It always makes them feel better. Tower doesn’t concern herself with this kind of leisure.

Smitten: The Princess Bride. Do I need to explain this one? Damsel also likes it, though she prefers Enchanted; especially the animated bits, she finds animation much more compelling than live action. :D

Skeptic: Knives Out. The mystery is compelling, the characters are engaging, and the set design! Skeptic could spend hours dissecting every frame of this movie and he did. Prisoner thought the culprit was too easy to figure out.

Extras–

Long Quiet is very fond of the Rio movie, while Shifty really likes Everything, Everywhere, All at Once (she’s also fond of The Lego Movie :))

[hhoneyribbons]

Eye contact :: ledgerjoker! X female reader

WARNING :::

SMUT AHEAD!!!!

A/N : I’ve not written in such a long time and i finally found the time to , so i hope you enjoy and this is rather messy and its my first smut so i hope you like eek okay please enjoy luv ya !!!

summary : joker had been so busy witch causing chaos in Gotham city so much that you and him haven't seen each other in almost two months,one night you come home from working only to see Ur porch light on and things take a turn for the best....

word count ::  1,545

it's been two months since you've seen...touched and been with your madman, of course, you were more than worried... but you thought of yourself as crazy to be worried because the man lives for chaos ...but you still missed him and would bundle yourself up in one of his shirts and a blanket that smelt of him... the intense yet calming smell of grease paint and gun powder with a hint of liquor ...

your shift ended 5 minutes ago you pull your white coat on over ur black dress and pack up ur purse walking out to your car getting in and driving off home you turn on the car radio listing to a cd joker made for you, you looked at the dark night sky and feel a lump in ur throat thinking to yourself... " no no y/n don't cry he's okay, and just busy" you shake your head getting rid of the bad thoughts and continue to drive home

 20 minutes later

you get out of the car your cheeks turning pink from the cold November air as the wind blows hard you walk up the many steps to your apartment and your heart beats as you see the porch light on worrying if you left it on... you felt more than paranoid. you grab your keys from your purse to open the door but as soon as you put ur hand on it,

it slowly creaks open...  'what the...' you said to yourself and slowly step into the apartment walking down the hallway you stop in your tracks as you step into the living room...

His eyes watch you stop as if you were frozen in time.  his face bare with vulnerability no war paint to cover his exhaustion his body slouched in your loveseat chair his dirty blonde hair pushed back as he wears only a black dress shirt with the top buttons unbuttoned. your eyes never left his you were too much in shock that you were actually seeing him …

   it's like he was playing a wicked game with your mind ... his slightly tan skin that you only would ever dream to see and touch.  his red lips that would hold a proud mischievous grin now dark pink lips that were scarred.

your breath became uneven as you gently drop your bags next to your feet and slowly walked to him plopping down into his lap and pulling him into a tight hug almost whimpering out as his warmth surrounded your cold body    'j...it's really you, you softly spoke to him as his head came up and stroked the back of your head gently

 he licked his dark pink lips licking over his scars and lets out a deep breath as if he's been holding it

   'mm hi doll...' he said in a deeper voice instead of his normal clowny voice

your heart was racing miles as you held onto him tightly gripping his shirt as tight as you could

he hummed out enjoying your hold " it's been a while J I've missed you...so much " you said moving back to look up at his dark brown almost black eyes you both stayed in silence looking into each other's eyes trying to read each thought and emotion in one another ... the air slowly became heavier making it almost hard to breathe as then ur eyes slowly found jokers lip

   "mmhh~ I've missed you too baby doll.. m' just been so busy " he spoke out to you and bit his lip   as his eyes wandered over you " maybe too busy..mm? " he asked in question

you hummed in response as joker moved his hand to your knee rubbing up it slowly with his warm rough hand on your soft skin your body shivered as his hands moved up your dress rubbing your thigh and ass lovingly but his grip told otherwise his grip was tight making your body tremble in all the right ways, your eyes shut as you spoke breathlessly

  " y-your so wicked Joker..mm " you whimpered out  he slightly dug his nails into ur thigh he grinned

" you as well baby-mm"

  your eyes open as your hands move with a mind of their own your thumb finds his scared cheek rubbing over it his body tenses as he moves back slightly he released out a deep growl eyes flickering shut almost warning you..daring you to continue, " you're so beautiful " your eyes water as your mouth speaks your thoughts. without much thought, you sniffled as tears fell and leaned in kissimg him deeply

he responds back to the kiss faster than lighting, his hand gripping your neck and snarling into your mouth as his tongue pushes through your lips and you both fall into a messy makeout hands pulling clothes off his shirt on the floor as your dress and jacket is thrown somewhere in the living room.

your lips leaving one another as joker moves his kisses down to your neck " J-J ahh~nmm" you panted out as he sucked bruises onto ur neck  your hips slowly grind against his he growled out his hands hitting on your ass as you jump with a squeal    he moved his lips from your neck looking at you

" naughty naughty girl..mm" he looked at you darkly as his hands rubbed up your waist slowly moving to ur bra strap   you sucked in a breathe nervously as the bra was moved from your body you nipples stood hard at the cold air no matter your shyness joker kept eye contact with you grinning as your blushed face

   his hands moved to your breast cupping them up into his warm hands " so pretty doll-mm my pretty babydoll  " joker dirty talked as he started to bounce his knee against your pussy you gasped out holding onto his thigh and whimpering

" p-pleasemm.. please" you pleaded to him with soft doe eyes biting your lip he chuckled darkly at your pleading and licked over you hard nipple sucking on it grazing it with his teeth growling out you huffed in pleasure and you pulled at his dress pants " please.. please d-daddy I need you so bad mm joker" you whined out

 he smirked around your boob pulling off your nipple with a flick of his tongue" mm you sure know how to get a guy going doll~" he huffed out his breathing became uneven as well you lifted up off him to let him pull down his pants with his boxers  your eyes winded at his cock.  

his cock was hard and glistening with pre-cum your cold hand slowly moved to his cock grabbing as he hissed out clenching his jaw as you stroked his cock gently biting your lips joker watch you and pulled your pantie band making it snap against your skin you giggled as his patience was running out and lifted up once aging pulling your panties off.

  you slowly sat back down into the joker's lap, the joker grunt " ohh come to daddy mm~ how I've missed you" his hand finding your clit and rubbing it in rough but slow circles you blushed and grinded against his hand whimpering as he moved it away

only to rub his tip against your entrance slowly pushing his tip in you dug your nails into his arm throwing your head back as he pushes his cock in all the way into ur wet throbbing pussy " o-oh fuck j mm feels so good in ahh ~" you moaned out rolling your hips

 he held a grip of your ass in his hands grunting out and slapping your ass " mm ride my cock baby uhh.. be my good slut" he growled out as you started to bounce on his cock you moaned loudly arching your back and making your chest hit into his face as you rode his cock harder gripping onto his hair slightly and tugging it which led to the joker letting out an animalistic growl his hands gripped ur ass making you go faster on his cock and forcing his cock deeper hitting against your g-spot making you feel close to the edge

 you screamed out trembling as the joker bruised and teased ur nipples while his hips kept thrusting up into you " c-cumming mm I'm gonna cum please fuckk-mm" your head became hazy wanting to feel the pleasure of your climax  

joker groaned out almost being able to hear small whimpers from him " mm ughh cum doll agh fuck cum on my cock baby f-fuck ah y/n mm cum with me"

 your eyes rolled back as Joker's nail clawed down into ur thighs as you scratched marks into his you both cumming on and in each other with moans and groans. you fall limp into jokers lap your hips and his never stopped moving but slowed down

and you laid your head on jokers chest listing to his heart " mmm i would have come home earlier if I knew id get a treat"    

you giggled at jokers words and looked at him " oh only want in for the sex hm? player" he grinned " well it is a plus " you playfully smacked at his chest which landed you a small spank from the joker as you both smiled at each other and kissed together again...

the end...

[lanassgirlll]

Old Faces

Elijah Mikaelson x Fem!Reader

Summary: The last time you saw the Mikaelson family, you got left heartbroken. Now, you meet a certain member of the family again after centuries.

Warnings: kidnapping (kinda?) tiniest bit of angst, mentions of paranoia, use of y/n!

Words: 1,7k

AN: First of all, it's been a while since I have posted something, but I am back! So, I'm thinking about making this story into two or three parts. Also, I haven't decided which the love interest will be, so I will make a poll and I ask of anyone who reads this, to vote and choose!! Anyway, enjoy my new story and I hope you like it! (side note: please excuse any grammar and spelling mistakes, lol)

Getting out of the taxi, Y/N took in a deep breath whilst looking around the fascinating streets of New Orleans. She had only been here a few times, long before the city was founded. So, saying the place had changed would be underestimating.

It was almost dark outside, and she couldn't wait to have a shower and get some sleep. The flight she had booked was early in the morning, so she had spent many hours in the air just to get here.

Taking her bags out of the car, Y/N slowly made her way inside the hotel she had booked a room in. The hotel itself wasn't anything special and it wasn't one of the best places to stay in the city. But she liked the simple, rather than the extravagant places, so this would be just perfect for her.

It was now early in the morning when Y/N was getting ready for her day. She had decided that she'd spend the few days she was staying in the city, exploring, and collecting little souvenirs for her home in Europe, instead of sulking and rotting in the bed of her hotel room. Y/N didn't like traveling so far away from home much, as she loved the comfort of it, but whenever she did, collecting things that would catch her eye was like a tradition for her. Her house was full of colorful toys, rugs, all kinds of weird cutlery and even furniture, all of which she had gotten from her travels.

Putting on her coat and grabbing her bag, she made her way out of the room, and outside into the streets of New Orleans.

After strolling around the more modern part of the city, Y/N decided to go to the famous French Quarter, as she had heard many good things about it. At least more good than bad, as the place was known for the wicked vampires and witches who somehow never could make peace between their communities.

The place was truly beautiful, she had to admit. The buildings, the people, the jazz music, which she didn't like much, but it was still charming in a way.

But as she was walking around the streets, simply just admiring the place like a kid would admire a toy store, Y/N couldn't get of the feeling that someone was following her.

Sure, she was known for being a little too paranoid at times, but this time she really couldn't find out why. A thousand questions were running in her mind: Was it because of the stories she had heard about this place? Were the witches trying to get her for being in their territory? The fear was slowly building up as the paranoia was taking over her mind.

Taking a deep breath, she slowly made her way into an alleyway and looked around, just to make sure she was alone.

Just as she was about to open her bag, a man appeared in front of her. And as she was about to speak, the unfamiliar man broke her neck, and her world went dark.

Slowly waking up, a quiet groan escaped Y/N's lips. She figured it had to be from getting her neck broken. As the realisation kicked in, she opened her eyes and looked around.

She was in a big room, big windows letting the bright sun lighten the space. The room itself didn't have much furniture nor people in it. She looked down at herself and saw that she was tied down to a chair, and from the burning that she felt, it was obvious that the ropes were soaked with vervain. Great.

Swallowing the lump in her throat, she managed to speak up.

''Hello? Is- is there anyone?''

She had to admit, she was scared to death right now. She had never really been in any situations like this up until now. She had never gotten attacked by anyone and it's been a few good centuries since anyone has broken her neck. The worst feeling was the anxiety she was feeling at that very moment.

How could she be this stupid? She was such an old vampire and she always let her fears get the worst out of her at the worst moments. Like this one. Y/N thought that this would be the day she'd die.

She was so lost in her thought, she didn't even notice the man that was now standing behind her.

''What do we have here?''

Hearing the deep voice behind her out of nowhere, made her squeak and close her eyes tightly, trying to control her breathing. She was a scaredy cat and at that moment she felt more embarrassed than afraid.

''Who are you? What do you want with me?''

The question started flying out of her mouth as she tried to get a better look at the man behind her.

''The more important question is, who are you? And what are you doing here?''

Just as Y/N was about to answer his questions out of fear for her life, she heard another man walking into the room. Of course, she couldn't see him either and the only thing she could hear now, was the quiet mumbling between the two of them.

Y/N swore that the voice of the man who had just walked in was one she had heard before. She just couldn't place where.

She looked down at her hands, trying to pull them out of the ropes, even though she knew it was of no use. She hissed at the burning feeling and clenched her jaw. Y/N was getting angry now. She had done nothing wrong to deserve this.

''Hello? If you won't tell me what you want, just let me go! I have done nothing to you!''

As she looked up, with the corner of her eye saw one of the men making his way over to her. He stood in front of her and looked her up and down, and Y/N swore she could feel the judgment in his eyes.

''Quick change of attitude, I see?''

The man was tall, with dark skin and sharp face. His expression wasn't giving anything out, and she couldn't read him.

''Look, I only-''

She stopped mid-sentence as the other man now stood in front of her, too. Memories started flooding her mind as she stared up at him. It had been centuries since she last saw him.

The one and only, Elijah Mikaelson.

He was looking at her, like he had just seen a ghost. His brows were furrowed, and his lips were parted, as he was sucking in a breath.

Before either of them could make a sound, the dark-haired man that stood next to Elijah, spoke up first.

''I'm guessing the two of you know each other. Care to explain, Elijah?''

Y/N clenched her jaw tightly, looking away from them without a saying a word. She was getting overwhelmed with all the memories that were coming back. She had been keeping them locked at the back of her mind, as they were too painful. It had taken her decades to get over what had happened. In all honesty, she never truly got over it, but at least she managed to control the thoughts.

''Marcel, would you be so kind and leave us.''

She heard the man, whose name apparently was Marcel, sigh with a hint of annoyance before slowly making his way out of the room.

Y/N reluctantly looked up at Elijah again, her jaw still clenched tight. He looked so different since the way time she saw him, yet still the same in a way. The only obvious changes were, of course, his clothes and his hair style.

''Y/N, this is- a really unexpected surprise.''

She scoffed as she heard his words. Using the word 'unexpected' was a funny way to describe it.

''Then let me go, and we can all continue with our day, peacefully.''

''I'm afraid I can't do that. Just yet.''

''You cannot be serious, Elijah.''

She was so angry at this point, her blood was boiling. What did he want with her? She knew that he didn't know she was here until he saw her with his own eyes. The shocked face he had made told her everything she needed to know.

''Just let me go. I don't know why your friend had to snap my neck and bring me here, but I assure you, I have done no wrong to him!''

Elijah had a small smile dancing on his lips as she chuckled at her words lightly.

''What's so funny?''

''I'm just- I am at loss of words. You've changed so much since the last time we saw each other.''

''I will not sit here and suffer, just because you want to chit chat.''

As she was looking at him, she saw as an emotion flashed in his eyes, but it was gone before she had the chance to figure out what it meant.

Suddenly, he ripped the ropes off her hands and threw them down on the ground.

Y/N quickly stood up and took a few steps backwards, needing space from him.

''Don't expect a 'thank you'.''

''Why are you here, Y/N?''

Her brows furrowed as she heard his question.

''Excuse me? Suddenly you own the world? I was here on a holiday, and now you have ruined it!''

His face was like a rock. She couldn't figure him out and it was slowly starting to annoy her, along with the other hundred things that were already annoying her.

''No, of course not.''

''Listen, Elijah. I don't want to be around you. So, I will get my things and go back home, and you won't hear or see me ever again. Sounds good? Great!''

Just as she started walking towards the door Marcel had walked out of earlier, figuring that had to be the way out of the building, Elijah appeared in front of her, startling her.

''Jesus-''

''Don't go. Just not yet at least.''

''I don't owe you anything Elijah. And you don't deserve a second of my time. Now get out of my way.''

''Y/N, please, let's talk. Or let me talk. I believe we have much to go through.''

She was looking at him, thinking about his plea. Was she really about to agree with him? She had tried so hard to keep the memories out of her mind, because of how painful they were.

But just like in the past, she really could never say no to him.

Knowing she'd regret it later, she took a deep breath and crossed her arms over her chest, before speaking up.

''Fine, let's talk.''

[goldenstrikeheart]

Villain Glinda the Good AU idea

There was (and still is) a fun theory going around that Glinda was the true villain in the original Wizard of Oz movie, so I decided to make an AU that Glinda is the villain in Lost in Oz.

 In this AU, Glinda got rid of the Wizard and the Wicked Witches through the Original Dorothy, and when Dorothy left, Glinda was the only acceptable ruler of Oz. In Lost in Oz, in childhood, Glinda makes friends with Evelyn and Crya to try to get them to forgive their past. It is clear later it won’t happen, and she eventually leaves it be. As said in the show, Glinda had been trying to bring the Gales and the witches together, because if they forgave each other, she would have less threats to her position from the Witch family. Later in the series, the magic crisis is still happening, but Glinda keeps her magic in case all goes to ruins, so she will still have power. Langadeire hates Glinda for the whole Gale and witch stuff but slowly figures out that Glinda was the main villain, causing all the pain her family went through. She doesn’t take it as an invitation to become the hero, as she realizes that she can rule Oz herself, so she goes to keep Glinda away in the painting. (Same events in canon, really.) While Glinda is stuck in the painting, she tries her best to get  out, but when she hears Dorothy from outside of the painting, she stays and waits. She knows that the Gales are smart and will push to find answers. Dorothy will eventually find Glinda. When finally she does, Glinda manipulates the game again.

Upon learning that West has inner magic, Glinda takes West under her wing to learn about how it works. If Glinda was found out that she had manipulated everything, it was something that could threaten her position in charge of Oz. When it turns out Dorothy is the one who can help West with her magic, Glinda tries to separate the two’s friendship. If those two teamed up against her, Glinda would have trouble. With West, Glinda tells her about how Dorothy’s ancestor killed hers, and Glinda put in the thought that she should stay away from Dorothy. That Dorothy could potentially be dangerous or the inner magic she has could be used for destructive motives. With Dorothy, you put a thought in her head that she has to prove that she’s a good person, and that she’s not like the ‘witch killers’. Glinda doesn’t mention either that the witches were wicked, making it seem like they were innocent, or that the Original Dorothy killed them by accident, and never truly intended on killing the wicked witches.

When the Wizard scenes happen, Glinda takes a chance to put the Wizard in a more evil light, saying that he stole the gnome king’s belt, and destroyed the treasury. Truly, he knew the truth of Glinda trying to get power by erasing all of the threats to herself.  He blew up the treasury to get rid of any of the other magical items that she could use to her advantage, but it was an illusion. He hid the items, making Glinda think they were destroyed, while they were just hidden out of plain sight. When he comes back, the Wizard tries to get Dorothy’s help on his side by talking about how he knew his family to get her trust, but Glinda is using her family background as a motivation to be better than them, and not to be ‘evil’ or a ‘witch killer’, making her against the wizard, despite that he’s the truly good guy.

“Well, I know all about you, and your family.” “I’m sure you’re not going to be like your ancestor, right?”

In this AU, Reigh never fully trusts Glinda in this AU, because something feels off. Of course, the others usually will brush off his suspicions for being paranoid. When Dorothy and West’s fragment in their friendship starts getting more apparent and worse, he takes it upon himself to figure out what’s happening, and why they just keep fighting and arguing. Patchwork later joins in with him, mostly because he thought Reigh was being paranoid and a conspiracy theorist, later figuring out what Reigh is onto something. They go undercover to meet the wizard, and try to piece things together.

When they figure it out, they go to Ojo to tell him, as he is the one who sees Glinda the least. When they set out all the evidence that Glinda was there to try and get more power, Ojo seems to slowly process it. Throughout the whole story, he has been in the middle of Dorothy’s and West’s fights, and just wants them to get along like they used to. He doesn’t take too much time to get convinced, as the evidence seems clear on it. He only questions it because they got the information from the Wizard, who was said to be bad. 

Finally, Scarecrow. He was the hardest person to convince of course, because all the time he knew Glinda as said, ‘Glinda the Good’, who helped Oz and ruled over just and fair. Even with his memory problem, everything he can remember is nothing to what the others are saying. Of course, he always thought the wizard wasn’t evil, but he doesn’t think Glinda is evil either. Before he had lost his memory, the Wizard had tried to convince him, and it had somewhat worked, but you were very good at minuplating the game to your will, so the Wizard never truly got to convince Scarecrow that she was manipulating everybody.

For West, West does not agree with them at all. She thinks that Glinda isn't lying or that Glinda has a plan for power and such. She thinks that Dorothy is dangerous to be around, and that Glinda is correct in what she’s saying. But the more West thinks about it, she slowly starts realizing manipulative actions and the way Glinda words things. It throws her off, but she realizes her friends are correct. It takes her a lot of time to fully understand it, and she feels a bit betrayed at it. That Glinda the ‘Good’, had always been lying. They are left with having to try to convince Dorothy.

Because of Glinda’s manipulative moves on Dorothy, she questions her mortals, constantly trying to make everybody happy and constantly stressing about it. She is trying so hard to not seem like a bad person, and to prove that she's NOT one. (She's not.) With the fights West and she had been having, she's trying to convince herself that she's not dangerous, and helps good people. When she learns that Glinda is the villain, she sort of mentally falls apart for a while. Glinda couldn't be the villain, because that means that she was helping a villain. Which means she's not a good person. She questions who's good and who's bad, and for a while she's just denying it for the sake of her sanity at the moment.

[rphelperblog]

Hayley Marshall Kenner Quote RP Meme

inspired by @badasshybridqueen​ @paststories​

I'd rather rip your mother's head off.“

“Why are you trying to fix your family when it’s clear so much of it is broken.”

You are all class.“

Oh, I still think you're a bitch. I've just grown to like that about you.”

Remind me to annihilate your brother once you're healthy.“

You want to help me? Help my people.“

All knocked up and nowhere to go.“

"Make art. Use your voice. Have adventures. And have at least one totally epic love. And be every bit of yourself."

“Who the hell are you?”

“I love you. I always have loved you.”

“i’m here as a mom.”

“He died loving me despite it.”

“I realized I wasn’t just protecting myself.”

“Everything I do is for her.”

“Too bad, i forgive you.”

“That’s what family does, we fight for eachother.”

“I never knew that I could love something so much. It’s scary like it migt kill me.”

“If i died and someone through a part, I would be so pissed.”

“Want to say that again and see what happened?”

“Just tell me who you want me to kill.”

“Or maybe I stopped running.”

“She can go home.”

“In your paranoid mind, no one can be trusted.”

“Don’t you get it. your the threat.”

“Let me check his calender- wait, not his wife.”

“I have claws.”

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep,”

“Fight back.”

“I will make them suffer for this.”

“But you will be forgotten.”

“I feel like we are connected somehow.”

“You guys done? This mucho stuff is cute and all but don’t make me come kick both your asses.”

“Ew, no never.”

"And I want to make you a promise, three things that you will have that I never did. A safe home, someone to tell you that they love you every single day, and someone to fight for you no matter what."

I'm sorry that it takes me being in danger for you to even talk to me.“

Just for once, would you please trust me that I say I will do something and it will get done?“

“you want more?”

“my pleasure.”

“I have tried to play nice. But the last month of pregnancy is all hormones and mood swings. so unless you want me to snap your arm like a twig, I suggest that you tell me what is going on.”

Hey there, witch bitch.“

“I know you were just using me as a way of saving your people, but try it again and I will kill you.”

You will not take my baby. I will kill all of you.”

Have I mentioned that I've had a rotten couple of months?“

Well, every good story needs a wicked witch. It'll be all the more satisfying when we melt her.“

"And you have hit your complaint quota for the day. Congrats, ou Are officially the worst."

"I want you to know that I didn't marry you for all of those people. I married you for me."

Awesome. Then we can do that thing where you lock me in the tower, I escape, there's drama, and then you two both realize that I'm capable of taking care of myself.”

They want a seat at the table, and if they don't get one, I can guarantee that you'll all regret it.“

If we can't all learn to get along, if our families can't create some sort of community, then what's the point? Kill each other and get it over with.“

Over the years I've had my share of friends, enemies, lovers, losses and triumphs. With time they all begin to run together. But you will find the real moments are vibrant. The rest just fades away. Your pain will fade.“

I saw the way you looked at me before and the way you look at me now. I was a mother, now I'm a monster. Things are different now. You can't tell me that they're not.“

I'm gonna go find our daughter.”

So you're having weird, retro sex dreams. Get over it. I'm staying.”

You will not believe the crap day that I'm having.”

[soulrevert]

{ * 𝒦o 𝑀oon-𝒴oung      🎀    . . .      a fairytale is a cruel fantasy that illustrates the brutality and violence of this world in a paradoxical manner. it isn't a hallucinogen that gives us hope and dreams. it's a stimulant that makes us face reality.

        ▍    disclaimer:  it's okay to not be okay is a series that tackles mental health issues head on. there are many discussions in canon surrounding s*icide and depression so if that is something you are sensitive to moon-young is probably not the muse for you to interact with. please take care of yourself and avoid if any of these conversations make you uncomfortable or trigger you any way 🫶

𝜗𝜚 DOSSIER.

FULL NAME: ko moon-young NICKNAMES / ALIASES: the witch in the castle, witch of words, rapunzel, cinderella in fifteen-centimeter slippers AGE: 29-35 years old BIRTHPLACE: a small town in gangwon province, south korea GENDER: cis female ( she / her ) SEXUALITY: bisexual SPECIES: human ETHNICITY: south korean BIRTHDAY: june 2rd ZODIAC: gemini sun, aquarius moon, scorpio rising OCCUPATION: children's book author CURRENT RESIDENCE: her family home in gangwon or an apartment in seoul

𝜗𝜚 APPEARANCE.

HAIR: a natural black, it was once incredibly long and fell just below her waist but has since been cut to sit against her shoulders EYES: deep brown and wide doe-eyes, deceptively innocent HEIGHT: 5'7" / 170 cm BODY TYPE: above average height including the heels she usually wears so moon-young is a towering figure. she is fairly thin although not particularly athletic in build. NOTABLE FEATURES: her absurd wardrobe; everything she wears is in-fashion but also completely extravagant, she often wears a blank, lifeless expression as she has difficulty emoting properly in certain situations, a low commanding voice.

𝜗𝜚 HISTORY.

ko moon-young was raised in an isolated manor home in the south korean countryside by two parents who were extremely public figures. her father, ko dae-hwan, was a world-renowned architect, and her mother, do hui-jae, was a famous author. perhaps her mother's most infamous work was her series, "killing the wicked witch of the west." which she died before she could complete. as a young child, moon-young was fragile; living alone surrounded by her loneliness and isolation. as an only child she only had herself to keep her company as her mother began to develop an unhealthy relationship with her. hui-jae saw moon-young as an extension of herself and from the time she was a girl onward raised her in her image. it was a loveless relationship that hinged more on a mother's jealousy towards her daughter than love . hui-jae's behavior only grew more erratic as the years went on until one day, moon-young's mother murders one of the household staff in a fit of rage. the first to come upon the body is moon-young's feather dae-hwan, upon discovering this crime he murdered his wife unable to cope with what he has witnessed. unbeknownst to him, moon-young had witnessed both deaths from the shadows. as weeks passed on, in the wake of these killings moon young's father becomes increasingly more paranoid. he fears that his daughter will end up inheriting his wife’s draw towards violence. the thoughts begin to consume him until one night, when moon-young is asleep, he tries to strangle her to death in her bedroom. moon-young survives the attack but from then on she is effectively an orphan once her father is institutionalized for his behavior. as an adult moon-young has followed in her mother's footsteps, having become a children's book author of great success. her works, while popular, tend to feature morbid imagery and topics such as witches and misunderstood children and animals that are finding different ways to cope with their own loneliness. it's also important to note that at this stage of her life moon-young has been diagnosed with antisocial personality disorder. she has not really faced her diagnosis head-on and often still engages in bad habits such as being reclusive, standoffish, and at times violent. while she does have some semblance of celebrity she rarely makes public appearances and often keeps to herself.

𝜗𝜚 PORTRAYAL NOTES ( TLDR )

as i said above, moon-young is a character that struggles with aspd. i'm not someone who has this disorder myself but i always want to be respectful in portraying muses that are neurodivergent. i will be reading and educating myself on aspd but if i seem out of line in anyway please let me know and i won't take offense! 

while moon-young is a muse that isn't set in a fantasy setting she writes books that are proper fairytales. there will be a lot of references to fables and folklore in my writing just because that is a cornerstone of moon-young's interests and also a way she is able to understand the world around her. 

moon-young is a muse that can act irrationally and volatile at times. i will never cross certain boundaries with my partners but i also don't plan on toning down this aspect of her character as it is a large part of her development. 

speaking of fantasy, i do have a fantasy verse for moon-young that features her as some sort of vampire / blood-crafter.  she grows up in what can easily be described as a victorian mansion in the middle of the woods and has enough rumors surrounding her true identity for this mystical aspect of her character to not change much of her canon arc.

[wickedsrest-rp]

Name: Francine “Frankie” Olivia Carter Species: Human (Non-powered) Occupation: University Archivist Age: 34 Years Old Played By: Grace Face Claim: Keke Palmer

"I don’t care if you think I’m being ridiculous, I’m packing the spray bottle of holy water."

TW: Parental death

Francine Olivia Carter was born on a stormy April morning at precisely 3:33 AM. Her mother Angela had jokingly called it the witching hour when Frankie was very little. She couldn’t  quite remember why her mother had called it that. Maybe it was just a silly joke, or maybe it was a premonition of the inexplicable bad luck the girl would grow up to have. Maybe if she could remember, she would have been able to prepare herself. 

When Frankie was six, her mother died. She didn’t really know how, exactly. Her father Charlie had called it an accident. Everyone said it was a terrible tragedy. But no one had answers. No one had facts. Was it an animal? A man? Some freak accident of fate that had taken her mother from her so early? Frankie had asked so many questions about it as a child. So many questions to try and come to some reason why something so horrible would happen. Worried about his daughter and needing the support of his family, Charlie Carter packed up their home in Virginia and moved himself and his daughter back to the town he grew up in- Wicked’s Rest. 

Time passed and Frankie’s father remarried, and Frankie’s sister Magnolia was born just after Frankie’s tenth birthday. Things were nice for a few more years- Frankie enjoyed being a big sister, enjoyed school, enjoyed having new friends. Then she turned thirteen and everything went to hell. 

In the hospital when she woke up, everyone had told her it looked like a dog attack, and that she’d been lucky. But Frankie knew what she’d seen. Dogs weren’t the size of miniature ponies, they didn’t cackle, and they certainly didn’t breath fire. They’d patched the girl up and sent her on her way, telling her to be more careful. She would have chalked it up to nothing- a freak accident. If it didn’t keep happening. All sorts of things with claws and teeth and wings- things that didn’t exist, things that shouldn’t exist. Except they did. And they all seemed to want a taste of her. The bigger problem was that no one seemed to believe her. Time went on and every near brush with death was dismissed as a teenage outburst, some new dramatic way to get attention now that the focus had shifted to her little sister. No one believed her when she explained the monsters that sought her out. She was being dramatic, telling tall tales… Frankie decided if she was going to protect herself, she was going to have to figure it out for herself. 

She had always been a smart girl. Frankie threw herself into her studies, trying to get the best grades she could. When she went to college, she got two degrees- one in English, and one in Theology. She had hoped that looking at old tomes and digging into world religions would explain something. Explain if she was cursed, or what these creatures were, what they wanted from her. She didn’t stop there. She kept studying, going back to get her masters in occult studies and folklore. If her problem couldn’t be found under the banners of heaven or hell, maybe she could find the answers in the forces that played outside of those rules. 

Years later, she’s still hunting for the answers. Unfortunately, Wicked’s Rest is the best place to look for them. The university archives have excellent resources, and the town’s high supernatural population means she never has to wait too long to put a new theory of why she seems to be monster bait to the test, or if there’s anything out there that can reverse whatever bad luck she was born with.

Character Facts:

Personality: Organized, intelligent, friendly, independent, cheerful, clumsy, stubborn, anxious, gullible, paranoid

First started to have “incidents” with “local wildlife” around age 13.

She’s remarkably clumsy. Most people attribute any random bumps bruises or scars to that. 

She has been catfished on dates in that she thinks they are human and then she gets there and they decide she’s a snack and they’re starving (not in the fun way)

She has a double bachelors in theology and English, a masters in folklore and occult studies, and is working toward her doctorate in folklore and occult studies. 

Magnolia Carter is her half sister, and she is quite literally the only person who seems to believe Frankie that creatures are targeting her… because the girl wants to catch bigfoot or something. 

She lives in a studio apartment across the street from a flower shop. She buys herself pretty bouquets as treats whenever she has to reset her “it has been x days since a supernatural incident has occurred” back to zero. Which is a lot. 

She has a black and white French Bulldog named Tino. 

Her birthday is April 30th 1989, making her a taurus sun Aquarius moon and a Pisces rising.

[realhousewives-fan]

The Wicked Witches in the OC

I don’t think a tiny comment on a podcast is a reason to turn everybody against another person.

Tamra Judge was paranoid, angry and vicious in her return to the OC.

Andy Cohen even confirmed that Heather Dubrow had never tried to sabotage Tamra’s return to RHOC.

And Tamra deserved more heat than she got for this.

In his introduction of Tamra, Andy said that she wasn’t afraid of burning her bridges.

But Heather and Jennifer Pedranti got the worst of her wrath.

I don’t blame Heather to make comments like “get me off this fucking show” after the season she has had with Tamra a part of the cast.

It was rich of Emily Simpson to claim that Heather was too offended by everything, when it has been the women who has been overly offended by everything she did and said this season.

Tamra was able to create a mob against Heather and Jennifer’s relationship with Ryan Boyajian.

They were on Jennifer like they could smell blood. Especially Tamra and Shannon Beador.

Shannon can proclaim that she didn’t want to dig deeper into Jennifer’s relationship all she wants, but she can’t be trusted.

She and Tamra is like the wicked witches in the OC. They’re the real villains.

And let’s be honest here, Shannon is a piece of shit for talking about Gina Kirschenheiter’s kids.

Did you see any remorse for that comment? I didn’t.

She acted so condescending when Gina was raising her voice at her. As if Shannon doesn’t throw temper tantrums every goddamn season.

And she has weaponized her one kind gesture for years now.

It blows my mind that fans view Tamra and Shannon as “queens” or “MVPs” of the show. It’s like fans are just spewing out propaganda to force people into believing it.

What I’ve seen this season isn’t two thriving queens taking back control from Fancy Pants.

I’ve seen two women throwing themselves at the opportunity to take someone down. Because of a tiny comment on a podcast.

And it was so easy for Tamra to manipulate this group. So embarrassingly easy.

[silenthillfm]

welcome to silent hill, kate. we hear billy loomis , madison montgomery , beverly marsh are now calling the burning city home. have your account sent in within 24 hours or your role will be reopened ! make sure you look over our checklist and message the main if you’re interested in joining our discord chat. something wicked this way comes.

⠀ ☠. drew starkey . cisman . he/him . twenty three . scream | * BILLY LOOMIS was just seen around town, when asked about them they’ve been called THE PSYCHO by townsfolk. it seems that they gathered the reputation of being DEVIOUS , & IMPULSIVE , yet + AMBITIOUS & CLEVER around town for the past ONE YEAR. rumor has it that the last thing they remember was KILLING MAUREEN PRESCOTT . although we can never know for sure when it comes to silent hill , in the end , it could be only rumors, right ? let's just hope they survive the night . ⸻ ooc: kate, 26, cst, she/her

⠀ ☠. greta onieogou . ciswoman . she/her . twenty four . IT | * BEVERLY MARSH was just seen around town, when asked about them they’ve been called THE SOILED DOVE by townsfolk. it seems that they gathered the reputation of being PARANOID , & REBELLIOUS , yet FIERCE & HUMBLE around town for the past FIVE YEARS. rumor has it that the last thing they remember was DEFEATING PENNYWISE . although we can never know for sure when it comes to silent hill , in the end , it could be only rumors, right ? let's just hope they survive the night . ⸻ ooc: kate, 26, cst, she/her

⠀ ☠. madelyn cline . ciswoman . she/her . twenty four . american horror story | * MADISON MONTGOMERY was just seen around town, when asked about them they’ve been called THE WITCH BITCH by townsfolk. it seems that they gathered the reputation of being SELFISH , & MANIPULATIVE , yet CONFIDENT & IMAGINATIVE around town for the past THREE YEARS. rumor has it that the last thing they remember was BEING KILLED BY MICHAEL LANGDON . although we can never know for sure when it comes to silent hill , in the end , it could be only rumors, right ? let's just hope they survive the night . ⸻ ooc: kate, 26, cst, she/her

[voice-of-the-hero]

hi! hello! uh... here's a quick pinned post for the sake of things, haha.

- You can call me Hero if you'd like! "The Hero" and "Voice of the Hero" are kind of clunky, yeah? - He/Him pronouns - Introject! Not a roleplay blog! - Adult body and adult... me. - Our system blog is @forgetmenotsystem

ah. tag dump... under the cut.

all of these are... relatively self explanatory? i think? anything without text before the name is a tag i dont have yet.

Voice to speak with <- a general talking tag? ahh???

It's me | The Hero It's you | The Long Quiet The Broken The Cheated The Cold The Contrarian The Hunted Waffling on | The Opportunist The Paranoid Question absolutely everything | The Skeptic Waxing poetic and waning too | The Smitten The Stubborn

This is a love story | The Princess Shifting writhing changing | The Shifting Mound Eternal combat | The Adversary Radiance | The Apotheosis The Beast There's more to life than this | The Damsel The Den The Eye of the Needle The Fury The Burned Grey The Drowned Grey You forget yourself | The Moment of Clarity Heart Attack | The Nightmare Gilded cage for two | The Prisoner The Razor G-g-ghost! | The Spectre A shadow of an idea | The Stranger Kiss from a thorn | The Thorn Dare not kneel | The Tower The Networked Wild Blooming bleeding heart | The Wounded Wild Something wicked | The Witch The Wraith

The Narrator

[moonshincs]

trigger warning :  death / harm to others + self / drugs / blood.

GENERAL DETAILS.  

BIRTH NAME:    Anna Hyde AGE:   30 DATE OF BIRTH:  April 6, 1993 ETHNICITY:   English-British GENDER:   Cis Woman  PRONOUNS:  She / Her  SEXUAL ORIENTATION:  homosexual, biromantic OCCUPATION:   dealer of drugs & vampire blood SPOKEN LANGUAGES:   English, french, bits of dutch, german and spanish. SPECIES:  Witch COVEN POSITION:  Nonmember ABILITIES:  Catoptromancy, Technological Manipulation, Fire Manipulation

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE, ETC. 

FACECLAIM:  Jodie Comer HAIR COLOR AND STYLE:   A little longer than shoulder length, blonde EYE COLOR:   Hazel  HEIGHT:   5FT3 / 173 CM WEIGHT:   58kg  BODY AND BUILD:  Short, she denies this, svelte. TATTOOS:   None PIERCINGS:   Ears only. SIGNATURE SCENT:   viktor&rolf bonbon. (mandarin, orange & blackcurrant, peach, jasmine & orange blossom, cedarwood, guaiac wood & caramel.) 

PERSONALITY.  

POSITIVE TRAITS:   extroverted, outgoing, observant, confident, studious, intelligent  NEGATIVE TRAITS:   blunt, sarcastic, paranoid, self centered  LIKES:   travel, learning languages, fruity cocktails, sweet foods, colour yellow, autumn.  DISLIKES:    being alone, snow, bitter tasting food or drinks, studying without music  GOALS AND AMBITIONS:   her life has mostly been about survival, anna would like to travel more of the world and experience it rather than feel like she’s running through it.  BEVERAGE:   pumpkin spice latte or toffee latte, extravagant cocktails FOOD:    millionaires shortbread, crème brulee, sweet crepes, french toast 

FAMILY, RELATIONSHIPS, ETC.  MOTHER:   Meave Hyde - no contact   FATHER:   Nathan O'Connor - no relationship / don't know of each others existence.  SIGNIFICANT OTHER:    None currently. EXES:   Open  SIBLING(S):  WC. CHILDREN:    none. 

BACKGROUND. 

Anna Elizabeth Hyde was born to a human named Nathan O’Connor and a witch named Meave Hyde. Her parents had a very unstable relationship before Anna was born, if you can even class it as a relationship. Nathan was married already with a child of his own, and Anna was the product of an on again/off again affair. When Meave fell pregnant she knew she couldn’t tell Nathan, after all he didn’t know about the existence of witches. Nathan never knew of Anna’s existence and Anna never knew anything about who her father was.

At around one year old Meave gave Anna to another witch named Isabella to raise her. Although Meave was still in the picture she was a cold and bitter woman who never wanted the child and was far more obsessed with power and used dark magic in wicked and cruel ways for her own selfish gain.

Anna thought of Isabella as an aunt, and grew up confused by why her mother never showed her any love or attention. Most of Anna’s magic was taught to her by Isabella in the early years, and as Isabella practised dark magic too, so did Anna. However, Anna hated the rituals that caused harm to others, and when she was entering early teenhood she took it upon herself to abstain from dark magic and practise light magic only. From then Anna taught herself everything she knows, from communicating through mirrors to manipulating fire and technology.

In her late teens Anna parted ways, travelling across the UK and exploring Europe, but unfortunately hunters were seeking out witches in many of the places she visited and she knew that it wasn’t safe for her to be alone.

Although Anna is very independent, she found family with a couple of fae - the Selvi sisters. She worked with them often, making a living through crime, but Anna’s main source of income became drug dealing. Nothing too out there, she kept it all very low key until coming to Lunar Cove where she sought out Aaliyah Rose with her connection to the black market so Anna could up her game and increase her income. 

Now, Anna is building her connections in town with the vampires, selling blood as well as drugs. So if you’re looking for something to satiate your blood lust or simply looking for something to mellow you out or pick you up, Anna is the one to go to.

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[stormcrow513]

If I was an evil witch living in pony land, I know the new my little ponies call it like equestria which is such a cute fucking pun,

but this is brought on by me being high and thinking about how I associate roses with winter and realized that's because of beauty and the best, cause I thought that rose in the glass was the most beautiful magical thing I'd ever seen, and all the winteryness of that movie,

Then somehow thinking of old movies I loved as a kid brought me back to my little ponies, I grew up in the 90s but I had a lot of 80s stuff that got handed down to me, so I'm talking old school original flavor ponies

Now

my second favorite ponies movie was em the one where the witches make this purple ozzze stuff that is swallowing all of pony land,

My favorite was the one where the ponys are being turned into dragons and firefly goes off and gets stuck a well and Megan finds her, I it was the first one I'd seen my eldest sister had that movie and gave it to me, cause I was her favorite sister,

Anyway it was my favorite but this gal who was friends with my other older sister and she would pass down things to me she didn't want cause she didn't have a younger sibling only an older brother, so I got the ozze one from her,

So I'm thinking about this movie and I was like man if I was an evil witch in pony land, I wouldn't be cursing the ponies I'd have fled this mesrible fucking shit hole world to a beautiful clean magic world with pastel talking ponies,

Look I wanted to live in pony land soooo fucking bad as a kid like no wonder I was never taken on a magical adventure as I kid, cause the kids go home at the end and they would had to drag me out kicking and screaming,

So anyway I am a wicked witch I do bad shit,

I flee from this world to magical pony land,

I fucking love it here this is ideal,

I throw cruses at my enemies in my old world, watch their suffering on my magic mirror while petting my deep purple 'evil' dogs or cats evil laughing with ma,

cause obviously I'd bring ma and the animals and since their my pets and I'm the evil witch they'd turn purple,

So anyway yeah I'd love my pony neighbors but since I'm and 'evil witch' so they have to stop me cause their good and innocent and don't understand c-ptsd

So I give em some over the top evil plot to follow while my evil minions are in my home world taking a knife to my sister's tires for the third time that moth and another one is breaking the plumbing in her house,

So yeah hi guys I am super hi, and still not ready to come back and chat cause I'm hulking out but I also miss posting about shit like this, and I hate scheduling post or queing em cause I forget also paranoid they'll get randomly deleted before I post em,

So,

Might start posting to take my mind off shit, as things are bad things have always been bad but,

I don't know I think shits about to go super bad for a bit,

Kinda I will die on this hill is going down,

So I'm gonna post my shit maybe get back to rebloging but I likely won't be up to lots of chatting and may just abruptly stop posting at times

[legendreign-archived]

When the Prince of Oro said he didn't want to celebrate his birthday, his mother and kingdom were devastated. But the mother understood that her son had been overwhelmed with his role as crown prince, where he would need to take over his father's role in the next few years. Plus, the pressure was on his shoulder to succeed and win over the nobles and his people, especially after the past incident with a wicked witch that has tainted his image. So, instead. The people who are close to him (including his own brother) plot to prepare one for him instead.

And at that moment, he walked into the family dining room. "SUPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" He was greeted with a big roar by his family and friends who had traveled across the galaxy to visit him. And the long dining table was filled with his favorite food, prepared by the Royal chef. This included food brought by his friends from their home world. "Happy Birthday, brother…" The young princess both her older brothers with flowers. "Happy Birthday, your royal highness…" Two of his closest friends, Noburu and Kanako, approached the crown prince. Before Noburu playfully slapped him on his back. "I dragged her all the way from Alfea. Be grateful…" "Happy Birthday, Masaru…" The Lioness bashfully gave him a gift before whispering words between themselves. "I-I have missed you…"

Happy Birthday Masaru! / Accepting! / @featherchan

Normally, Masaru would usually be in the mood to celebrate his birthday but he felt like it was meaningless when his citizens mattered more than he did and he already had many wonderful birthdays with his twin in the past. Plus, the incident where he fell victim to a witch's spell would haunt him. Although he wasn't mentally conscious of his actions at the time, the damage was done. He had lost the girl he loved and he was paranoid that his citizens also viewed him with distrust. He had to work harder to restore his reputation. If Katsu wanted to celebrate, he would just celebrate July 4th for his brother's sake. Unbeknownst to him, the people close to him were plotting to wish him a happy birthday... So when he entered the dining room that afternoon for lunch time, he was surprised to see his family and friends from all over the galaxy gathered there!

Katsuo swung an arm around him.

"Happy Birthday asshole, just kidding. I'm the asshole. ...Did you forget, it's our day not my day?"

Masaru chuckled "Thanks. Happy Birthday to us, Katsu."

"Thank you Chidori." He took the bouquet from his younger sister's arms. He was then greeted by his cousins from Ventura.

"Happy Birthday Masa! ...I got you this history book! And for Katsu, I got you a sword!"

He examined the book, and it was one that wasn't in his collection. The twins thanked her for the gifts. She then gave him and his brother a hug.

"Happy Birthday Masaru, Katsuo. The Fairy Zodiac's lucky item for us Hippogriffs today are glass crab figurines and the Fairy Zodiac's message for Hippogriffs is "Don't be alone. Surround yourself with the people you love."

Katsuo sweated as he took the crab figurine while Masaru smiled as he took the gift.

Katsuo said "Uh..."

Masaru jabbed him in the side and they both thanked their cousin and Katsuo managed to sound more genuine in his thanks.

His future captain of the guard, Yukio, was next to approach him.

"Happy Birthday Masaru, I got you this." It was a brand new guitar. As for Katsuo, Yukio gifted him a weight set. His younger brother, Hideo, gave Masaru a guitar pick to go with his new guitar and he gave Katsuo some cologne. Both twins thanked the siblings.

Then his friend, Taiga, the prince of Evalesco, came him to him and his brother.

"Happy Birthday Masa! I got you and your twins some combat boots." They thanked him.

But the next people who approached him left him more stunned. His voice was almost a whisper. "...Thank you, Noburu." He then pulled Kanako into an embrace and said, "I missed you too."

[camarilla-intuition]

Backstory, axe, and crit!

Backstory: Describe one of your player characters

AAAAAAA a perfect chance to talk about my gal..... VAHLEN

Vahlen is a half orc Witch, who was raised by Hags and has been through some Terrible Shit. She's wicked and angry and vengeful but also really just wants a home and to not feel constantly paranoid her family will catch up to her. At least she has her beloved badger Mr. Fizzles. I love the rare instance of me rping an evil leaning character and I hope to do more with her in the future!! <3

Have this old unfinished sketch of her from 2020!

Axe: Class you've never played but want to

WARLOCK!!! I have a few warlock characters in my folder of as-of-yet-unplayed guys!!!! Just haven't gotten the chance to break them out since I always wana save them for longer form campaigns.

Crit: Most memorable Nat 20?

So my memory is so bad at numbers they slide right on out, that it's hard to attribute fun game memories to any actual crits..... but if I remember right. At one point my Dwarven Bard Citrine rolled a Crit to preform, with the all bard party band, specifically while under cover in a cult. So that we inspired some of the cult members self esteem high enough that we began sowing seeds of healthier life habits and made many of them question why they joined a cult in the first place. Which a fellow player continued to push that plot throughout the rest of the game as a way to reduce cult members and undermine them. Just one Immensely sparkly girl and her talented band mates all reverse psychology-ing these cultists with music.