#but who would wade through the overgrown flowerbeds? brave brambles and traitorous thorns? | wishlist

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i was already contemplating this sort of au, but i watched practical magic with my friends tonight and now i'm just!! so very in need of witch chiyo!! witch chiyo who grew up being picked on bc of the reputation her family had, but at least she had her family to turn to. at least she had her ancestors watching over her and perhaps beings not yet known to her, too. at least she had hours spent with her grandmother reading a terribly old tome to her, tales of women and men just like them spoken into the air; they were not to be forgotten, and chiyo keeps those stories close to her heart. she remembers them, thinks of them whenever she utters one of their spells.

i need witch chiyo who, in classic witchy fashion, runs a lil shop of herbs, ointments, teas, and other such things. i need witch chiyo who believes in spirits and higher beings, yet rejects the concept of fate. i need witch chiyo who dismisses very obvious omens that something is coming. i need witch chiyo who fights and thrashes against an every-approaching destiny, be it her own or a loved ones. i need witch chiyo and i need her bad!!!

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ngl, i’m a lil bit obsessed with the concept of partially concealed identities between friends. characters who are friends, but one is a hero/villain and can’t tell the other — really normal, classic thing to see in the superhero genre. but like 👁️👁️ make them enemies 👁️👁️ make it angsty 👁️👁️ make them so loyal and dedicated to each other only to find out they’re on opposite sides of a conflict 👁️👁️ make them cry 👁️👁️

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taps the microphone. beach day with chiyo that involves going early to beat the crowds, splashing each other with chilly water bc it’s too early for it to be warm yet, burying each other partially in the sand, looking for neat seashells, and possibly throwing one another around in the water. beach day that ends with sunburn bc one of you ( probably chiyo ) forgot to reapply. beach day that ends with a very nice nap. beach day with chiyo 👁️👁️

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i don’t know everything yet, but i want past life stuff for chiyo’s lads/lnd verse 👁️👁️

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i was thinking about this earlier today but pls consider chiyo napping in your lap. pls consider playing with her hair and hearing her hum contentedly bc it doesn't happen often, but she loves it when anyone plays with her hair, runs their fingers through it. pls consider her sweet, sleeping face, and those big brown eyes blinking groggily up at you. pls consider it...

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clenching my fists bc of that fragile feeling between two people when there’s something there they aren’t quite naming yet. it pops up in moments that aren’t intended to be vulnerable but somehow are — not bc someone is baring their soul but bc you’re seeing a different side to them. you’re learning something about them maybe hardly anyone else knows or sees. and that’s exciting and scary and you’re so nervous to screw it up but it’s gonna be fine! you hope so anyway.

yeah, that feeling has me all warm and squishy rn 💜

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ummm someone help me think of a legitimate villain/criminal/etc au or an au in which chiyo’s changed and hardened bc i’ve listened to that loop of “when does a man become a monster?” from epic one too many times and i need to write some tragedy i fear

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btw i'm only on chapter 185 where they're announcing the new hero rankings, but i'm on my knees for threads involving canon events at all times!! i'll go crazy silly for them!!

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also there is just something so soft and romantic about cleaning blood off of someone... holding my hands out at all times for such a thing uvu

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alsoooo it'd be such an indulgent plot for me, but one day i'd love to write the whole " why don't i, your friend, kiss you/sleep with you/teach you about intimacy first so it happens with someone who cares about you?? " plot. it'd probably take some discussion bc chiyo is chiyo, and she's not gonna just agree to that -- it'd either take a special person or situation ( like being tipsy and going why not!! go ahead and kiss me <3 ) for her to agree. but i just love the fluff, angst, and overall complications that would come out of that. i love the idea of friends trying to keep things casual and friendly only to become painfully aware one day that oh, i don't want anyone else touching you like i do.

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btw i need someone to trace chiyo's tattoos and her scars pls <3 in any verse <3 i just think it'd be neat <3

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" i wish i was me, whoever that is / i could just be and not give a shit / hey, i'll be whatever makes you a fan / 'cause i don't know who the hell i am " do you know i go insane thinking about these lyrics and so many others all the time bc they make me sad over chiyo :' )

i need someone to notice how chiyo changes herself depending on the person she's handling!! whether that's someone who knows her well or is just observant!! and i need someone to have a conversation with her about it -- like ' why do you kinda change your personality sometimes? ' bc she's gonna stare at them and try to deny it at first before finally breaking and sighing so deeply. ' it's habit to make others more comfortable ' and you're having to pull the rest out of her. bc if the other person is comfortable then they can't notice that she's keeping so much of herself from them, that she doesn't truly know how to just be herself. but how does she explain that to someone without then needing to explain why she likes to keep her distance and why she's afraid of being herself?? so it's just chiyo being difficult and another person pulling out the nutcracker bc damn it we're getting past that shell

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every time i see this icon, i experience the need for someone to know chiyo's deepest, darkest secrets who would absolutely try to reveal some of those secrets during really inopportune ( funny ) moments. i need someone to have known chiyo during her cringiest moments okay and i need them to have no fear when she claps that hand over their mouth bc BLEH!! they licked her hand and maybe she's about to wrestle them to the ground, but it was worth it : )

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GRABS YOU!!! listening to music has once again inspired me, and now i so badly!! want to write a reincarnation plot!! in which one muse tried their damnedest to save the other, maybe even came so close only for the other to slip through their fingers. their story ended in utter tragedy, and such pain lingers into their next lives. there's an unexplained melancholy whenever they look upon the other's favorite flower, maybe the sunset; there's an unexplained restlessness, too, like there's something they should be doing.

but then our muses cross paths again, different people with different names and different lives but somehow still so familiar. something clicks into place. they still don't know what exactly is happening, but they're meant to be here -- together. and over time, i want flickers of memories to plague them, heart-wrenching dreams to haunt them. i want them to question if they're insane until there's something like a phrase, a reaction, etc. that reveals they're not alone in their experience.

i want the relief. i found you again. you're okay. we're okay. i want the happily ever after that comes unexpectedly and the conflict that perhaps rears its head again, too. but this time they'll both survive. they will : ) absolutely : ) no repeating tragedies : )

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it's so easy to listen to a song and instantly have muse shoot through the roof for a specific vibe -- like the wistfulness of growing up, remembering what you've lost literally and metaphorically. coming home and realizing it doesn't feel the same despite the familiarity, and it never will. so much has happened. meeting that childhood friend who is practically a stranger now. you are, too. yet there's a nostalgia you share, comradery that comes naturally, memories that leave you both with grins and tears in your eyes. so much has happened, so much has changed, and it's strange to be home when you can never go back. it's strange, but it's almost comforting, too. it guts you yet heals something you've long ignored. coming home is such a bittersweet thing.

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pls know the image of chiyo coaxing your muse into dancing with her in the kitchen to some silly upbeat song, only for a slow song to come on next is always living in my brain