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!
What was the first spell you ever cast?
What attracted you to Witchcraft (and/or paganism)?
ROWAN: How did you learn your Craft
(e.g. from a teacher, from books, etc)?
How do you feel about casting curses, hexes, and other harmful magick?
AGARIC: Do you practice openly, or in secret?
Why do you keep your Craft secret, if you do?
What kind of Witchcraft do you practice most often?
Do you practice a tradition that’s culturally important for you?
What habits do you have that you’d prefer to be rid of?
When are you happiest?
What holiday, festival, sabbat or season is most important to you?
What was your most recent experience with a spirit?
What do you feel was the most powerful magick you have ever performed?
Have you ever performed love magick? How did it work out?
Are you queer? What does this mean to you, especially with respect to your
What is your favourite way to perform magick?
Do you practice complementary medicine and/or herbalism?
Do you believe in astrology or use it in your practice?
Are you a feminist, and if so are you intersectional?
Are you in a coven, or where you ever in one?
What’s your favourite phase of the moon?
Do you live with a disability? Does it affect how you practice?
Where do you feel most at home?
Have you ever performed magick for someone without their permission?
When are you most stressed? How do you combat it?
BLOOD: What physical object means more to you than any other? Why?
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
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
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
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
“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
“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
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
“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
“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.
“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
“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
“Eli [Y/L/N]. Nice to
“Chris Evans sir. Very
glad to meet you. [Y/N] has told me all
“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
“Uh no sir. I haven’t
told her yet.” Eli gave him that lazy
“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.
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.”
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.
Name: Kallieanne Appbleblossom
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!
Body Type: Fit!
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Dark Blonde ( was brown but sun-lights are amazing!)
Notable Scars, Marks, etc: 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)