the-mid-night-witch

[the-mid-night-witch]

Well I’ll see what I can cook up. It might take a week or so, it’s a big spell, but I can get you what you need

Nyx, we need your help!

@friends-of-humanity

Oh sweetie, I was practically waiting for you to call

What do you need?

[the-mid-night-witch]

"Well sweetheart, I'll see what I can do"

”Nyx, do you have time to talk?”

"Always, dear"

[the-mid-night-witch]

"Oh no, how bad is it?"

”Nyx, do you have time to talk?”

"Always, dear"

[the-mid-night-witch]

”Nyx, do you have time to talk?”

"Always, dear"

[the-mid-night-witch]

Nyx, we need your help!

@friends-of-humanity

Oh sweetie, I was practically waiting for you to call

What do you need?

[the-mid-night-witch]

Maggie was staring at the stars, they were moving as she hums softly to herself

From behind Maggie a figure appeared, far too tall and thin with a mess of dark hair

"Hello dear, what are you doing up so late?"

[the-mid-night-witch]

They poison the mind and dull the senses… but I will indulge just this once

Hosting a movie night!

You can bring 3 people of your choice! Oh and bring snacks!

My three people are @serenastark-official @official-buckybarnes and @lenas-baby-sis

[the-mid-night-witch]

I have never been much of a fan of moving pictures

Hosting a movie night!

You can bring 3 people of your choice! Oh and bring snacks!

My three people are @serenastark-official @official-buckybarnes and @lenas-baby-sis

[the-mid-night-witch]

Ugh. If I must

Hosting a movie night!

You can bring 3 people of your choice! Oh and bring snacks!

My three people are @serenastark-official @official-buckybarnes and @lenas-baby-sis

[the-mid-night-witch]

“Hm… maybe not that exact situation. But the son of a man who… assaulted me came to steal my powers and turn my own son against me… and my only real family has been dead for a very, very long time so… I have some idea.”

Nyx reaches to put a hand on Lynx’s shoulder. “I’m so terribly sorry about the person you lost. No one should have to go through what you did. It’s downright unfair”

"Why have you come to bother the Lynx?" A woman's voice echoes the hallways. The cloaked woman removed her head.

A young looking and beautiful woman walks over to you. "You know what they say about witches, about how we're wicked." Lynx smiles and grabs an apple. Upon being grabbed the apple rotted.

"Rotten." She adds.

"You're foolish to come here, you know? Coming to me might probably be one of the worst mistakes of your life."

[the-mid-night-witch]

“No judgement, everyone has lost someone along the way. I understand perfectly” Nyx is trying to sound soft and reassuring, and damn is she good at it

"Why have you come to bother the Lynx?" A woman's voice echoes the hallways. The cloaked woman removed her head.

A young looking and beautiful woman walks over to you. "You know what they say about witches, about how we're wicked." Lynx smiles and grabs an apple. Upon being grabbed the apple rotted.

"Rotten." She adds.

"You're foolish to come here, you know? Coming to me might probably be one of the worst mistakes of your life."

[the-mid-night-witch]

“Ah, lost family?” Nyx asks, tilting her head knowingly

"Why have you come to bother the Lynx?" A woman's voice echoes the hallways. The cloaked woman removed her head.

A young looking and beautiful woman walks over to you. "You know what they say about witches, about how we're wicked." Lynx smiles and grabs an apple. Upon being grabbed the apple rotted.

"Rotten." She adds.

"You're foolish to come here, you know? Coming to me might probably be one of the worst mistakes of your life."

[the-mid-night-witch]

Nyx’s fingers feel like wood

“I’ll be honest, I could tell how powerful you are from miles away. You don’t make yourself hidden my dear, that is for certain”

"Why have you come to bother the Lynx?" A woman's voice echoes the hallways. The cloaked woman removed her head.

A young looking and beautiful woman walks over to you. "You know what they say about witches, about how we're wicked." Lynx smiles and grabs an apple. Upon being grabbed the apple rotted.

"Rotten." She adds.

"You're foolish to come here, you know? Coming to me might probably be one of the worst mistakes of your life."

[the-mid-night-witch]

“Tsk tsk, so impatient. Can’t I introduce myself first? Nyx Dreadwood, I thought I’d met you before but guess not” she holds out a long fingered hand towards Lynx

"Why have you come to bother the Lynx?" A woman's voice echoes the hallways. The cloaked woman removed her head.

A young looking and beautiful woman walks over to you. "You know what they say about witches, about how we're wicked." Lynx smiles and grabs an apple. Upon being grabbed the apple rotted.

"Rotten." She adds.

"You're foolish to come here, you know? Coming to me might probably be one of the worst mistakes of your life."

[the-mid-night-witch]

“Yes, they do have a habit of saying that about us don’t they?”

Nyx smiled that same, unsettling smile she always did. This was too good to miss

“I’ve made many mistakes my dear, I do not believe coming to see you is one of them”

"Why have you come to bother the Lynx?" A woman's voice echoes the hallways. The cloaked woman removed her head.

A young looking and beautiful woman walks over to you. "You know what they say about witches, about how we're wicked." Lynx smiles and grabs an apple. Upon being grabbed the apple rotted.

"Rotten." She adds.

"You're foolish to come here, you know? Coming to me might probably be one of the worst mistakes of your life."

[the-mid-night-witch]

“Unfounded rumours that I hate mutants and the like. Untrue of course but you can see why someone might get riled up by that”

Freya finds a place in the forest that seems to be trying to escape. The trees are all dead and gnarled, bent away from something as if trying to run away despite their roots holding them in place. There are no sounds of animals, no birdsong or rustling of squirrels in the trees. There’s no grass on the ground, and still snow despite the warmth of the land around it, the temperature dropping as she steps over the threshold of whatever cursed place this is.

Further along the dirt path, that the snow seems to complete leave alone, is an old cabin. Magic practically radiates off of it, the rotted wooden fence adorned with animal skulls and chains of various plants. The door is closed, and carved into it just below a bird skull door knocker, are the words ‘An' ye harm none, do what ye will’. A witch lives here. A powerful one

— @the-mid-night-witch

//hey it’s the Nate Barton mod, throwing my undead witch OC at Freya bc why not

Freya felt a presence nearby, an undeniable shift in the air that hinted at another witch’s approach. Her movements were calculated as she made her way toward the cabin, the woods around her eerily silent, but silence was something she had grown accustomed to.

She looks around with watchful eyes, her magic seeping through the seemingly dead forest as she roams along the pathway with her hood pulled low.

//HEY YOU! I love your nate blog<3

[the-mid-night-witch]

"Well. The girl is a former apprentice who went rogue after some unsavory rumors about me came out. I tried to kill her after she attacked me but she stubbornly lived. The boy... is my son. He also tried to attack me so I froze him in a glacier. Unfortunately with the advent of the modern day it melted and he escaped" she sits down, pouring the tea into the two mugs

Freya finds a place in the forest that seems to be trying to escape. The trees are all dead and gnarled, bent away from something as if trying to run away despite their roots holding them in place. There are no sounds of animals, no birdsong or rustling of squirrels in the trees. There’s no grass on the ground, and still snow despite the warmth of the land around it, the temperature dropping as she steps over the threshold of whatever cursed place this is.

Further along the dirt path, that the snow seems to complete leave alone, is an old cabin. Magic practically radiates off of it, the rotted wooden fence adorned with animal skulls and chains of various plants. The door is closed, and carved into it just below a bird skull door knocker, are the words ‘An' ye harm none, do what ye will’. A witch lives here. A powerful one

— @the-mid-night-witch

//hey it’s the Nate Barton mod, throwing my undead witch OC at Freya bc why not

Freya felt a presence nearby, an undeniable shift in the air that hinted at another witch’s approach. Her movements were calculated as she made her way toward the cabin, the woods around her eerily silent, but silence was something she had grown accustomed to.

She looks around with watchful eyes, her magic seeping through the seemingly dead forest as she roams along the pathway with her hood pulled low.

//HEY YOU! I love your nate blog<3