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— [♡] ; 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆.

「 oc | musician |
cat cafe owner
baby witch
certified babie™️
lit | mirrored desc
ss w/chem | nsfw 」

♡ & rt?

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||: cool. i fucking hate it here.

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The best part is? No one cares. No one is there for her. She’s quite literally alone.

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She’s barely getting by.

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Crying on the roof was NOT a part of her plans tonight but here she is.

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@LUPlNVS ||: I SWEAR.

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. . .she misses him.

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When is an appropriate time for her to absolutely lose her shit?

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— She’s my deity.”

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“Mm. Mostly earth and moon magic, healing magic— I do all my magic with good intentions. Love and light.”

His smile was contagious! She couldn’t help but beam right back at him.

“Though I’ve done some spells to help people cut ties with others and I’m close with Persephone. —

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Stevie giggled at his words, grinning and hiding her face into his chest for a moment before pulling away to look up at him.

“Oh! I’m dabbling. I consider myself a baby witch. I’m trying anyway!”

She seemed excited that he’d asked about it.

“I do a lot of cleansing.”

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— much that means to me. I trust you. . .I believe you.”

She sighed softly, the tears having dried.

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Her arms slowly wound around Ozzie, burying her face against his chest and melting in his embrace.

It’d been long since she’d been hugged like this and given such comfort; her spirit guides comfort her, sure, but a solid person. . .it just meant a lot.

“You don’t know how —

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— want to make him feel weird or odd.

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Stevie couldn’t fight the tears that welled up in her eyes, nor could she stop them from falling. She was touched by his words.

“You’re too kind—“ she choked out, feeling warm and a weird sort of relief; she believed him. “Thank you.”

She wanted to hug him, but she didn’t —

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— proud everyday.”

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Her cheeks filled with a soft pink color and she smiled, his works made her happy. It’d been a long while since she’d received any sort of affection.

“Thank you. That overjoys me to hear,” she said, voice soft and sweet. “She was a beautiful soul. I do my best to make her —

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🍃

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— leading him to her living room, pointing to a picture frame.

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“Yes and no, she lives here,” she said, patting her chest. “She died a few years ago.”

God she missed her so much.

“I’ve heard I do. Come here, I’ll show you a picture of her.”

Stevie’s smile was soft despite the ache in her chest and she handed him his coffee before —