The Bitches of the craft
Zoe Benson and Madison Montgomery, both witches to the New Orleans Coven. We attend Miss Robichaux's Academy for Exceptional Young Ladies.
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           "I really think this Coven needs therapy…" Zoe mumbled. 

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bitchcraftzadison:

                 "Check out I’m blonde, I’m skinny, I’m rich and I’m a little bit of a bitch." Yes she’s singing Donatella and dancing in the middle of a grave yard.  

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          Tate glances over to the blonde, slight confusion on his face. It’s not like he listens to Lady Gaga. “If you didn’t actually like you, I’d tell you to shut up.” He sits back on a headstone, watching as she walks around. “What the fuck are you even talking about?” It’s a song, Tate.

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        Madison smiled and looked at Tate. “Lady Gaga…of course you’ve never heard of her. Oh Hun I need to educate you on the music if this age.” She’ll tell him.

        “And I was singing a song called Donatella, which I am convinced Gaga wrote about me.” She said lighting a cigarette. 




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                 "Check out I’m blonde, I’m skinny, I’m rich and I’m a little bit of a bitch." Yes she’s singing Donatella and dancing in the middle of a grave yard.  

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cbra:

I love Madison’s set of powers; Resurgence, Mind Control, Telekinesis, Pyrokinesis, Walking on high heels

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           Zoe’s eyes looked up into the foggy mirror, the outline of a person taking shape.

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                        — What’re you doing in here…

        Madi looked at the young witch in front of him. “I came to tell you dinner’s ready, but I got distracted by the view I was getting, sorry.” He said softy. 


innocentbycorruption:

           Zoe threw a small fistful of confetti into the air. The kitchen was silent. There was no one there to accompany her, or join in the dreary celebration.

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                 —”Happy new year…”

        Madison walked into the kitchen and let out a small chuckle. “Wow I could feel the excitement in that statement from here…” The starlet said sarcastically.

     ”Now what’s wrong with my little witch?” She asked. 


Male!Zoe

sweetangelsalvatore:

        The young warlock avoided the eyes of the pretty girl. He couldn’t afford to get friendly with the girl. So his only alternative was to be a dick. “Well then maybe you should stop breathing all together.” 

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"Wow, you’re quite the charmer aren’t cha’? " Angel asked sarcastically and looked at him, "Tell you what if I learn to ever live without breathing then I’ll consider your idea but I doubt that will happen."

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       Zoel looked at the girl for the first time. She was beautiful, but he couldn’t think that way. He had a deadly power and he vowed he’d never get close to another girl again. “Better start learning.” He muttered. 


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bitchcraftzadison:

       Madison looked at him. “Of course I love you Tate, why wouldn’t I?” She asked as she wrapped her arms around him. “Why would you ever think that I don’t?” The young starlet was concerned at why he would think like that. 

         ”Just… Making sure.” He’ll give her a smile and run his fingers though her hair. “I’m not really use to that.” He doesn’t want her to worry, there wasn’t anything wrong, the opposite in fact. Everything was great with her around. Tate will step in the shower now, cupping his hand to collect water before splashing it at Madison and laughing. “Come here!” His hands grabs onto her hips pulling her forward towards him.

        Madison looked at him. “Yeah well you’re not the only one who isn’t used to being loved.” She told him. “I think you’re the first who’s ever really loved me Tate.” She as she got into the shower with him. She wrapped her thin arms around his waist and held him close.