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Witchy Plants Questions!

These are not exclusively related to Witchcraft or paganism, and any question that doesn’t explicitly reference one of those things can be answered in any way, not just in a way that relates to your practice! Please, two plants per person!

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BELLADONNA: What was the first spell you ever cast?

MANDRAKE: What attracted you to Witchcraft (and/or paganism)?

ROWAN: How did you learn your Craft (e.g. from a teacher, from books, etc)?

HEMLOCK: How do you feel about casting curses, hexes, and other harmful magick?

FLY AGARIC: Do you practice openly, or in secret?

FORGET-ME-NOT: Why do you keep your Craft secret, if you do?

HENBANE: What kind of Witchcraft do you practice most often?

WOLFSBANE: Do you practice a tradition that’s culturally important for you?

MUGWORT: What habits do you have that you’d prefer to be rid of?

PEPPERMINT: When are you happiest?

MISTLETOE: What holiday, festival, sabbat or season is most important to you?

YEW: What was your most recent experience with a spirit?

DANDELION: What do you feel was the most powerful magick you have ever performed?

HEARTSEASE: Have you ever performed love magick? How did it work out?

VIOLET: Are you queer? What does this mean to you, especially with respect to your practice?

BRIONY: What is your favourite way to perform magick?

GINGER: Do you practice complementary medicine and/or herbalism?

STARFRUIT: Do you believe in astrology or use it in your practice?

ELDER: Are you a feminist, and if so are you intersectional?

BAMBOO: Are you in a coven, or where you ever in one?

APPLEBLOSSOM: What’s your favourite phase of the moon?

YARROW: Do you live with a disability? Does it affect how you practice?

MARSHMALLOW: Where do you feel most at home?

HAZEL: Have you ever performed magick for someone without their permission?

WALNUT: When are you most stressed? How do you combat it?

DRAGON’S BLOOD: What physical object means more to you than any other? Why?

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Here’s batch 2 of the portraits, finally! Hope you enjoy and that I’ve credited everything correctly XD


Underlust!Sans – © @nsfwshamecave // Orcids

Horrortale!Sans – © @sour-apple-studios // Carnations

Gradient – © @askcomboclub // Poppys

Bluescreen – © @7goodangel // Dasies

Furthertale!Origami – © @dreamieh // Cherryblossoms

Furthertale!Sane – © @zerelixon // Lutus

Reapertale!Sans – © @renrink // Calla

Aftertale!Sans (Geno) – © @loverofpiggies // Chrysantemum

Swapfell!Sans – © @eli-sin-g // Hibiscus

Dusttale!Sans – © @ask-dusttale // Honeysuckle

Furthertale!Calligraphy – © @dreamieh and @zerelixon // Lilacs

Furthertale!Luke – © @dreamieh // Appleblossoms

You like to stargaze,
Just wait till summer and constellations bloom on my face.

Watch how I learn that I embody the things that you love.

Watch how everything you tell me you love about me lights up with neon letters

And when you put your hand on my cheek and stare into my eyes I’m outlined in string lights and glitter like those bedrooms I try and mimic from tumblr.

Watch how like appleblossom I bloom from shrivelled buds to soft pink

And vivid green under the sweet spring kiss of you loving me.

Maybe fate is real.

Maybe you were made for me.

Maybe we can both agree that we’re all we’ll ever need.

—  ThisNameIsFalse (maybe soulmate)
A new start, part 8

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Word Count: 2697

Warning: Smutish stuff

Part 1  part 2  part 3 part 4  part 5  part 6 part 7  

The dream had been wonderful.  You were swinging on the tire swing out back of your parents’ house.  The sun was warming your face as you looked up towards the sky.  It was a beautiful day and the world was right.  A brief tickle of the grass grazed your foot as you continued to swing. You felt like you could do this forever. Another tickle passed over your other foot this time lingering longer.  After a moment it switched back to the opposite foot.  This drew you from the dream and slowly back to the reality of the soft bed.  There was another tickle on your foot but this time you giggled quietly as you stretched out.  A warm hand wrapped around your ankle.  Light fingers started to trail up your leg.  “Is there a reason I am awake now when I could still be asleep?”

Chris laughed as he crawled up next to you.  He kissed your cheeks, then forehead, nose, then finally your lips.  “I figured we could get some late breakfast then head out. That and I wanted to kiss you.”  

“Mmmm well I don’t mind that so much.”  Laughing you pulled him close and kissing him long.  Initially you did it to tease him, but now it was having the same effect on you. As you wrapped your arms around his neck, you found that he was shirtless.  Damn man and his beautiful body.  Your hands moved down his muscular back.  Chris inhaled quickly as he was not expecting that response.  His lips moved down your neck kissing and sucking lightly.  “Ahhh.”

He smiled against your neck as his hand skimmed over your hip and up your side.  His lips returned to capture yours as his thumb teased the side of your breast.  Your hands moved down over his ass giving both cheeks a good squeeze, causing him to pull back and laugh.  “Getting a good feel?”

“Oh yes.  I’ve wanted to see how firm they were.”

“Is that so?  What do you think now?”

“They are nice.” Chris grinned down at you.

“Just nice?  Damn I better do more squats.  Captain America needs an ass that is better than ‘nice.’”

You giggled as you stole another kiss before crawling out from under him.  “Your ass is amazing.  All the Captain America fans are going to swoon as soon as you flash it on screen in that suit.”  

Chris groaned as he tried to pull you back down into bed.  “Come on, we have plenty of time before we have to be anywhere.  I was having fun.”

You made sure to stay just outside of his reach as you looked for your clothes for the day.  “Oh no handsome.  You said breakfast and I’m hungry.”

 

After a big breakfast of pancakes and bacon, as he promised, the two of you set off on the highway for Tennessee.  You had told Chris before about your love of country music but he was given a front row seat to you singing along to the radio as you drove.  He leaned back against the car window as he watched you sing “Bottoms Up” by Brantley Gilbert, there was a wide smile on his face.  The way you let loose and were yourself in front of him, it made him care for you even more.  There you sat without a bit of makeup, your hair pulled back in a messy ponytail, singing at the top of your lungs without a care.  It was only a matter of time before he would have to tell you how he was completely under your spell.

The rest of the car ride passed with many more smiles and laughs.  You both getting to know the other more than before.  Stories told and jokes shared.  By the time you pulled up to the house, it was growing dark.  It did not take much time for you to unload the car of your belongings and bring them all in the house.  Chris was looking through the fridge for something to drink when he heard someone open the sliding door behind him.  “[Y/N] you around?  Damn. Sorry you are definitely not [Y/N].  You must be the boyfriend.”

Chris turned to see Jake standing there.  You came around the corner spotting your brother standing just inside the door. “Jeez Jake I have been home like five minutes.  Barging in already?  Jake this is Chris, Chris this is my nosey ass brother Jake.”  

Jake walked over, both men shook hands.  “Just wanted to know if you wanted to see the horse, since I was over here feeding them. Didn’t know you were bringing someone. If I had I would have waited.  I wouldn’t want to find y’all all naked and such.”

Rolling your eyes you pushed your brother’s shoulder.  “You are such a pain.  Some of us can actually control ourselves.”

“Maybe, but at least I’m not a prude.”  You groaned slapping him this time.  Chris laughed watching the interaction between you and Jake.  “You want to see her or not?  I want to get home sometime tonight.”

“Yes I want to see her. Just stop trying to embarrass me.” Jake smirked at you as he walked back out the sliding door.  You slipped your hand in Chris’s, following your brother to the barn.  

“Mom doesn’t know you brought anyone with you, does she?”  Shaking your head, you tried to look innocent.  “Didn’t think so.  She would have told the whole town if you had.”

“Why do you think I didn’t tell her?”  

The new horse was stalled next to the other two horses.  She was a beautiful midnight black with a small white spot on her forehead.  Coming right to the door when she heard the voices, she stuck her head over the stall door to see.  You were in love instantly.  Letting her smell your hand first, you did not want to spook her.  Once she seemed satisfied, she bumped your hand as though she were looking for something.  “You spoil her already that she is looking for a treat?”

“I didn’t spoil her any more than I do the other two.”  Boots and Talladega neighed in the background when they heard your voice.  Both coming over for their treats as well.  Chris walked over to Boots mirroring what you had done with the new one, letting her sniff his hand.  Boots bumped his hand wanting what she thought she deserved. He pet her nose lightly smiling.

“Well aren’t you a pretty thing.”  She responded with another, harder, bump.  Both you and Jake laughed.

“There’s a reason her name is ‘Bossy Boots’.  She tells you what she wants and won’t do anything she don’t want to.”  Jake nudged Boots before walking over to pull three apples out of the bucket across from the stalls.

You turned your attention back to the new horse.  “She have a name?”  Jake shook his head as he fed Talladega.

“Nope.  Figured you would want to find something that fit her. Though I am kinda partial to Appleblossom.  Found her when I was going past the orchards off Mason Road.”  As you looked at her, you thought it fit.  Pretty name for a pretty girl.

“Alright then, Appleblossom it is.  Apple for short.”  The next hour you all cleaned up the barn and the stalls.  Chris jumped right in, offering to help.  With the three of you it took far less time than it usually did.  Jake went home for the night, promising not to tell your mother about Chris.  It left the two of you alone for the night.  You made an easy dinner and showed Chris to the guest room.  Throughout the day, you had been thinking about allowing him to sleep in the bed with you but it felt like it would cause too much pressure to have sex.  In the end, you knew it would happen when it happened and that Chris would wait until you were ready.  It just made it difficult at first to fall asleep, especially thinking about this morning.

With it being your first day home, you wanted to sleep in.  The movie was done and there were no time constraints.  Just spending time with Chris and eventually have him meet the rest of your family.  You were lazily still in bed staring up at the ceiling as you were sprawled out under the covers.  Nothing like coming home to your bed after months away.  Chris had been up for a little bit; you had heard him walking down the hall then down the stairs a little bit ago.  The smell of coffee started to creep into the room in an attempt to pry you from your bed.

He was sat at the kitchen island with a cup as he read one of the newspapers that was there. Clothed in nothing more than a pair of gym shorts, your mother found him as she came over to welcome you home.  “Baby girl you up… Oh goodness gracious.  That girl did not tell me she brought you home with her.  She deserves a good paddle for that one.”

Chris nearly spit out his coffee as he laughed.  “Umm sorry ma’am.  I… well [Y/N] is upstairs… still sleeping…”

“I can one reason why she likes you.  Good manners. I like that too.  But it’s good to meet you in person now.  I’m Gini [Y/L/N].”  He shook her hand trying to wipe the coffee that had made its way to his chin.

“Chris Evans, ma’am.”

“Welcome Chris.  Glad you came with her.  Her daddy and I wanted to meet you.  Though make sure he don’t see you like this.”  He had forgotten that he was shirtless, his cheeks turning a lovely shade of red.

“It’s not… we aren’t…” Gini held up a hand to stop him.

“I don’t mind as long as y’all are being safe and using something.  I want grandbabies someday but after they are married.  Don’t be like Eli and me.  My Jake was born eight months after our wedding.”  She smirked knowingly.  Your brain had not fully woken up by the time you made it downstairs. So the complete shock of seeing your mother talking to your shirtless boyfriend took a moment to process.

“Mom?!  What are you doing here?”  The smile on your mom’s face and the pink on Chris’s cheeks was not a good sign.

“Morning baby girl. Just talking to Chris.  Telling him to make sure y’all are being safe in bed.” If you could have shriveled into nothingness, you would have welcomed it.

“Sweet baby Jesus, mother. I swear to God that if you scare him off…”

“I’m not going to scare him off.  Isn’t that right Chris?”  He looked more mortified than you did.

“Umm I think I am going to go put a shirt on.”  Scooting past you with a kiss on your cheek he all but ran upstairs.

“Mother…”

“Oh [Y/N/N] he is something to look at that is for sure.  Definitely some beautiful babies.”

“Mom we haven’t slept together yet.”  She looked over at you, as though you had grown an extra head over night.

“Why the sam hell not? You can’t tell me you don’t feel something for him.  Because that is just obvious.”  You groaned rubbing your face.  There was no way you were going to make it through this conversation without coffee.

“I’m trying to take my time. Look what happened last time I rushed things.”

“That is completely different.  This boy ain’t nothin’ like David.”  Even your mother could see how different this was, even from the little time meeting Chris.

“I know mom.  I just want it to be right.”

“Fine.  But that boy is… well I can see why they picked him for Captain America.”  She winked at you as she started walking towards the door.  “Anyway, dinner tonight girl.  ‘Round six and bring a pie.  Daddy has been itching for one.”

“Yes, ma’am.”  Chris came back down as you were sipping at your coffee mug.

“Is it safe?”  You laughed because he had no idea what was in store for dinner that night.

 

The morning and afternoon consisted of you showing Chris around your land.  You introduced him to the goats and went for a walk by the pond. By five-thirty, you were finished getting ready before you pulled the peanut butter pie you had made out of the fridge.  Chris was quiet as you walked hand in hand to your parents out.  “You okay?”  He looked over with a brief smile.

“I’m just hoping your dad likes me.”  Squeezing his hand gently, you kissed his cheek.

“My dad is going to like you.  Don’t worry. He is really laid back.  Just don’t talk football with him.”  He laughed as you bumped his hip.

Your father was seated out on the porch as you walked up.  “Heya daddy.”

“Evening sugar.  Mom told me you were bringing a friend. Figured I’d wait out here so she doesn’t meddle.”  He held his hand out to Chris as you climbed the stairs.

“Eli [Y/L/N].  Nice to meet you.”

“Chris Evans sir.  Very glad to meet you.  [Y/N] has told me all about you.”  

“I’m sure my girl has. Oh pie… you just made my night.”  Eli took the pie from Chris before walking quickly in the house.  “Gotta put it in the fridge make sure it don’t melt before I get to it.”

Chris seemed to relax a bit as you followed into the house.  Jake was already there setting the table as your mother told him to.  Thankfully, your mother behaved herself through dinner. She asked about Chris’s family and home life.  Jake saved him after a little while asking your mother about when the county fair was coming and if she was making preserves for it this year.  That had her on a tangent for a good thirty minutes. Enough to have dinner finish up and the table cleared.  Your mother smiled bigger than you had ever seen when Chris helped you clean up then wash the dishes.  That was a good sign.

Not long after your father asked Chris to join him outside on the porch for a talk.  There was a flash of fear in Chris’s eyes but you gave him an encouraging smile.  At least with your father there was little risk of him embarrassing you.  When they were out on the porch alone, your father took a seat in his chair and looked over the pond.  “Does my girl know you love her?”  He obviously did not beat around the bush.  Chris was not expecting that question.

“Uh no sir.  I haven’t told her yet.”  Eli gave him that lazy smile.

“You do love her though. I was watching you.  You light up anytime she is in the room.  That’s the way it should be.  I’m still like that with Gini.  That woman is my world.  Though, God knows she pushes my buttons at times.  I still love her more every day.  [Y/N] is a strong woman.  She deserves a good and strong man.  She doesn’t need savin’.  Just needs someone who will let her shine.  ‘Cause my girl shines whether she tries to or not.  Takes a strong man to be able to do that.”  Chris grinned as he looked down at his clasped hands.

“Yes sir she does.  I’m just happy she lets me stay around.  I don’t feel like I’m good enough for her.”

“I ain’t gonna lie. No one is good enough for my baby girl. But I like you.  She walked up tonight smiling all bright.  You made that happen.  So if it happens that you end up part of this family I won’t be upset. Come on now, let’s get some of that pie before that greedy son of mine tries and eats it all.  It’s good stuff.”

They shook hands once more as they walked into the house.  Just looking at the relief on Chris’s face, you knew it went well.  It was good to know Chris had won over everyone in your family just as he had you.  Not that there was any doubt.

Part 9

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The king’s court was dark this terrible autumn. The wind echoed through the halls, a deep and biting wind with a razor on the frost’s edge. The harvest moon sagged grimly in the sky, shining yellow like rot over the gutted kingdom. He had a line of people out his door, crying, screaming, begging:

“We need bread, our children are star-” began the woman with her kids dangling from her garments!

“-and the BANDITS killed our livesto-” started the man, on his knees, with his tears carving trails through his grimy face!

“-the invaders burned down our house and razed our crops! How will we survive winter?” sobbed the concerned parents, hiding their little girl between them!

The king bit his lip. A shadow fell across his face as he bowed his head humbly before his people. The coffers were empty. The wells ran dry. The bread in the ovens crumbled in the bakers’ hands. He felt betrayed twice over. His kingdom, first cursed by the witch of the wilds, scorned and exiled for the secrets she carried at her heaving breast–second, parasitized and bloodlet by the warriors of the far kingdom of the sun-kissed south.

The story of the witch is a dark one, and perhaps one for a different time, a harder heart, a drier eye.

The warriors, they wove words with their silver tongues. They clothed themselves in lamb’s wool, and the king greeted them with open arms.

“These are our walls,” he said at the gate of the crown city. “We are a fragile beast. Our joints ache, our hide is mottled, we breathe heavy and our heart could give out at any moment. We are, I am sorry, wary of outsiders. We have been hobbled and hogtied, dipped in pitch and set ablaze, and our shivering heart has turned cold to the discerning touch.”

“We seek shelter. The waves grace our shores, the wind is sweet like appleblossoms, and the rain is fresh always in an eternal spring.” A man stepped forward. He greeted the king with a rich grin. He had smooth hands and perfect fingernails.

The King of Allo furrowed a brow, puzzled. “If you have been blessed by such fortune, why do you seek refuge in our distended city?”

The man smirked and looked back at the multitude behind him, giving a knowing smile. “Actually, Allos have no say in what we Aces need. You have literally no say in this. We’re entering your city now, and you can’t stop us. Get bent.”

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Kallie Appleblossom (LF Rp)

What I’m Looking For: Any/All types! 

Fandom: Wow

Sole Faction or Cross-Faction: Cross-faction is accepted.

Faction I Play: Alliance.

Server: Wyrmrest Accord but cross server is also accepted.

Venues I Actively Roleplay In: Discord , Tumblr, In-Game

Favorite Type of RP: Long-term progressive RP, humor, dramatic

Triggers: None. (Not a fan of rape)

Things I Will Not RP (IE: NSFW, Torture, Romance, etc.): Will not rp adult themes with minors.  Animal/child abuse.

RP Strong Points: Flexible, go with the flow type. Easy to communicate with and very understanding.  I love creating a story-line!

RP Weak Points: I am dyslexic and flip words around at times.

IC Information:

Name: Kallieanne Appbleblossom

Race:  Human

FC (If Applicable; Picture Optional): Gigi Hadid

Can Currently Be Found In:  Stormwind but looking to explore!

Would They Be Known: Stablehand!  If you have a mount and have boarded it at the stables before you might know her.  She also is the youngest of the famous Appleblossom family who used to run a large orchard in Westfall years ago.

Personality: Out going!

Language(s): Human

Height: 5′5

Body Type: Fit!

Eye Color:  Hazel

Hair Color:  Dark Blonde ( was brown but sun-lights are amazing!)

Age: 22

Notable Scars, Marks, etc:  None

Tattoos/Piercings: None

First Appearances:  Young, innocent, and carefree.  Easy to talk with and seems to enjoy all types.  She is often seen with her pitchfork and in her riding cloths.  Spends most of her days working horses, gryphons, or whatever animal is brought to her at the stables.

What To Expect: A fun type with a sense of humor.  Not a fan of war but Kallie knows that both villians and heros alike are part of the city.  She is a civilian type so she is not prone to start a fight.

Where I RP: In-game / Discord / Tumblr. (will give discord via a message)