Hey I'm Willow Rosenberg! The witch who activated all the Slayers and recently back from the dead. Word of advice, never come back if you can avoid it. It's a tad disorienting!
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((OOC: Independent Willow
Rosenberg RP blog. If you ever need to talk about something my ask box is always open. All relationships [dating wise] will be AU from each other. Age will vary with character.))
Winnie The Pooh Bear
I'm not much in the way of power


have you accepted natasha romanoff as your lord and saviour

Send me a word plus ‘Headcanon’ and I’ll give a headcanon based on that word.

Major Roleplaying problems that we have to face everyday.



  • Being afraid to talk to a more quality account.
  • Being afraid to shoot someone an ask.
  • Being afraid to bother someone who you absolutely admire but you know you’d never be one of their favorite people.
  • Not bothering to remind them you didn’t get a starter/reply because you believe they dropped it or forget about you.
  • Seeing they have a close group of friends (“clique”) and not wanting to get in the middle of it. 

Oh god clique




i think freckles, stretch marks, tattoos, bruises, birthmarks and scars are probably the coolest thing, you started with almost a blank canvas and look at u now, all this evidence that you’ve lived and the sun has shone on you and you’ve grown and maybe tripped up a few times and liked an image so much u made it a permanent part of u, beautiful.

That’s one of the most uplifting things I’ve read

This needs to get passed around more
i really want a plot where muse a and muse b both go to a private school and muse a is really studious and innocent like never been kissed type thing and muse b got kicked out of their old school for for sleeping with a teacher and one day muse b sees muse a in the hall and is like ‘i’m gonna make it my mission to corrupt them’ and yeah 
mollythepathologist asked: ✖



"Drunk. That’s such an anglo word…I have a kitty at home. Do you like kities?"

"I love them, actually." she said brightly, watching to red-head with weary eyes. She looked like she was about to topple over. "Are you alright?"

“‘M drink,” Willow mumbled. She hoped nothing bad was going to happen.

So amber is going through our shit and deciding what she can sell or not. So if anyone is part of Sioux City Swap on Facebook and sees things postings from Amber Kenney with clothes or electronics and such report it because she’s selling stolen personal items. And report her while you’re at it.

“You’re gorgeous.”