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Account is now archived. Moved to @wiiccanblood

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@marcelmayfair continued from [x]   His answer was a response she was expecting. Ever since she had made herself ‘known’ there had been whispers of a new Mayfair witch across the board. Not many know her actual psychical appearance though, considering very few had the chance to meet her face to face. Marcel was one of them,

     “I’m not gonna beat around the bush and pretend you don’t know who I am..” She speaks softly, “I-I don’t want anything! I’m just... trying to expand my circle a bit and heard your name whispered through the dark..” Just like her’s, but unlike him, they had a face to his very name. All that was known was that she stood at five-foot-two, ebony woman that had long black hair and a curvy figure. But, she knew in time people would catch on and she too would be recognized, but all in due time. She was in no rush, she enjoyed her isolation. She became accustomed to it.

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May your love be modern enough to survive the times, but old-fashioned enough to last forever.

Anonymous (via wnq-anonymous)

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Word✊🏿

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       I’m used to things not going the way I want them to.

                                              Mileena Francesca Richards

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||. Off for the night. bye-bye. xx

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“you can’t save me from this.”

                 Protector/Protectee Meme || ACCEPTING

@deathechoed    What would she say something like that? Knowing how sensitive she was on the subject regarding her ordeal. “Meme..” She says before trailing off softly. The mere thought of not being able to save nor protect her friend made her heart hurt beyond words could even describe. Her head lowered slightly as her eyes started to become glassy from the thought, but she had to stay positive. She had to stay positive even if Amelia couldn’t. Her hands went into tight fists and her head came up so their eyes could meet, her eyes still glossy,

       “I can.. and I will. I will save you rather you choose to have faith in it or not. I WILL save you.. even if I have to make a sacrifice myself..”