JUNE MOONE

JUNE MOONE


BLACK AS THE MOON

WITCHES COVEN
"I use to kick it with lucifer

independent, mutual, and highly selective rp blog for June Moone A.K.A the enchantress indie-suicide squad roleplay,

THE ENCHANTRESS
If this what you truly want? I can wear her skin…over mine. Her hair, over mine. Her hands as gloves. Her teeth as confetti. Her scalp, a cap. Her sternum, my bedazzled cane. We can pose for a photograph. All three of us, immortalized. You and your perfect girl. I don’t know when love became elusive. What I know is no one I know has it. My father’s arms around my mother’s neck. Fruit too ripe to eat. think of lovers as trees…growing to and from one another. Searching for the same light. Why can’t you see me? Why can’t you see me? (Why can’t you) Why can’t you see me? Everyone else can.
WRITTEN BY: TALIA
anck su namun
I MET GOD SHES BLACK
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THEME


fractusaniima-archived-blog:

 Send 💤 for my muse reaction to yours resting their head in their lap.

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@enchcntrcss
       Vera sat with her legs folded underneath her, cellphone in her right hand glancing between the device, and the television. Spongebob was on and as silly and quite childish the show may be, it brought some form of joy to the brunette. The faint sound of feet approaching from the distance made her look away from the cell phone screen to see her lover’s face. Immediately she smile, “Hello, my dearest!” She greets with cheerful joy, before quickly typing out her final text message for her mother. During this process Anck Su Namun drew closer and sat beside the other female, then rest her head in her lap. Vera pause mid-text to look down at her face before quickly resuming the last text to send out. The cellular device was gently tossed to the side as a hand came to gently tuck strands of hair behind Anck’s ear before leaning down to pressing full lips to her ear gently, then again upon her cheek. “Are you okay, baby?” Her voice was gentle laced with concern.

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Draped   in   golden   silk,    hair   pulled   up   tight   into   a   bun,   and   skin   clean   and   freshly   washed,   Anck   walked   her   way   into   the   room   Vera   was   in.     She   was expecting   that   smile   to   be   on   her   darlings   face,   she   one   she   oh   so   adored, the   one   that   lightened   and   lifted   up   her   fallen   spirit.   But   she   was   met   with   a    more    bothered    one.   Her   facial   expression   saddened   a   bit.

                               بلدي القمر، يا الشمس,   what   is   it   that   bothers   thee  ?❞

fractusaniima:

@enchcntrcss

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@fractusaniima cont.

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hands as sly as snakes traveled from the back of the of—what enchantress considered an Goddess, Vera’s back. She put her full weight of her lips on the woman’s as her eyes opened, the moment they split She kept her gaze heavy on vera. “You are mine, my little veronica.” Velvet red lips pull into a smile. “My soul is grateful for thee. Truly you’ve brought back some humanity I’ve lost over the past few months of being—awake.”

Let me worship you.


Enchantress stared at Vera. She felt touched that she even insisted on worshiping her.

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“For you have touched my soul. . . Deeply.” She reached her hand out towards the woman.

“What have I done to earn such devotion from you?” 

Wrap arms around her and press a soft kiss to her shoulder, "Boo." She says softly.


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“My darling, Veronica. Is there something I could help you with?” Anck asked fildling with the stim of a dead flower, as she crushed the crust of the flower in the palm of her right hand. 

❝ I mean, I figure we have two choices here - we can either pretend this unbearable sexual tension doesn’t exist, or we can address it head-on. ❞ || ZERO CHILL.


                                               إلهة أنها قد تكون

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With lips pulling up into a g r i n, the anck smiled at veronica. But her eye’s were a mist of ruby-brown, and darkness. “I wouldn’t deny the tension. It swells like a sponge does water.” Slim hands gracefully intertwined in the witches hair as she turned her back towards Veronica. “You are one’s heart desire, darling. The question is. Am I?”

scandal sentence starters aka lots of angst, sex, and murder. || accepting 

fractusaniima:

Anck Su Namun:

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“call me ANCK SU NAMUN, beauty.” the enchantress replied, letting go of the woman’s hair taking a step closer. “I’m just like thee. Human ––––– partially. Don’t worry, I’m not here to bring harm to you, better yet, I’m here to protect you from woes of this world. What may thy name be?

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    “Anck Su Namun it is..” She says softly, still watching the female movements yet her limbs would not move. The brunette was terrified but she couldn’t move. She was still drawn to this woman, “Protect.. me?” She questions softly as her brows perk up. Her facial expression relaxes as she was prompt with question, “V-Veronica.. Or Vera, whatever you prefer. –Hello.” Why must she be so damn socially awkward?!

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“veronica…” the woman repeated. “I love how your name rolls off my tongue with such-” Anck brought her hand to herself taking a small stroll around the woman. “ease. It’s much of a pleasure to finally meet you.”

VERONICA; 

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Her heart pounds in her chest as a lock of her hair was gently taken between slender fingers, “I don’t know if I should feel flattered or terrified at this point..” She says softly as her eyes remain on the elder. “You.. whoever.. whatever you are.. YOU drew me here.. what the hell are you?”

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“call me ANCK SU NAMUN, beauty.” the enchantress replied, letting go of the woman’s hair taking a step closer. “I’m just like thee. Human ––––– partially. Don’t worry, I’m not here to bring harm to you, better yet, I’m here to protect you from woes of this world. What may thy name be?

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“well aren’t you just a beautiful being.” the enchantress gently grabbed a lock of veronicas hair.“I should take your life into consideration.” // @fractusaniima || starters