the big big bang

Because you fancy a girl!

#c: Rita #I was just listening to arctic monkeys #and I realised the song arabella IS rita

I don't...fancy her. It's just pure attraction.

Holy shit, Alec!

Why are you so damn happy?

#c: Rita #lol ok

So you’re saying you’re in love with hell.

#c: Rita #lol I really wanted to use the damn gif

Oh, for Merlin, Rita! I have a little thing for Dorcas Meadowes, is that good enough for you? Live me alone, for Salazar's sake!

Yeah, but if you were fucking this pretty brown eyes you would’ve called her something different. And we both know you don’t stick exclusively to brown eyes.

#c: Rita #this kid has a few problems

Pretty brown eyes also has a nice arse. What do you prefer? Yes, I don't. Pretty girls are my thing. I'm actually convinced pretty girls will be my ruin. I'll go peacefully. Or in absolute hell. You know what they say about hell though, don't you? There's nothing hotter.

themissmeadowes-deactivated2014

Intelligent Mischief Only || Alec + Dorcas

Her slender figure danced along with the beat as she hopped around, from one foot to another in the most clumsily graceful way. She had an internal flame beginning to protrude her statue out-figure. "When I was little…my mom…she used to dance with me around the kitchen. We danced to Elvis, Sinatra, Dean Martin. It was…the most fun I ever had," her smiling lips released unsteady breaths as she couldn’t help but lose it from her movements. Doe’s big, big eyes looked up from the floor to him, smiling as wide as the teeth in her mouth. "No one really calls me by it- Ah!" she yelped a bit by the surprise of his sudden attack. He spun her around as she laughed. The figures of her childhood brought her back in time. She saw her mother, father, the balls, their French cottage for the Summer time. It brought her joy to remember her innocent days.

The ringing of her melodic laughter could be more powerful than the Siren’s song. She was eternally perfect in the most inopportune ways. Her clumsiness and rigged knees, her messy laughter and inexperienced ways with others. Dorcas was new to these type of endeavors, but she was enjoying herself. Still spinning and losing her mind in the small, warm room, she grew even more heated when she felt the brush of cheeks against her face. With blushing cheeks, her eyes grew wide and more bashful than ever before. "Wh-what was that for?" His body was still tightly against his, she noticed his very large hand stretching and rooting his fingertips into her back, molding to her flesh.

#p: Dorcas #intelligent mischief only #para #I know I suck sorry kaylee bby #also #he won't try to kiss her or anything because he still thinks she's scared of him #and because she told him not to

He honestly thought it was the sweetest kind of hilarious. Her clumsy steps and the lack of pretension just made him like her more than the overconfident girls he was around all the time. Her little tale about her family made him feel nostalgic for something he never had. His foster family took care of him well, but even between his parents, he didn't believe there was love. There was cheating and cover-ups, but throwing the sweep under the carpet does not end it. Truth be told, Alec never had a chance to love or be loved. "That sounds delightful, Doe, but living in the past is for museums. Or historians. We have all the time we want. This is the most fun you've ever had. Until tomorrow night, of course." He was in a state of complete yet temporary happiness. "There's always tomorrow night." The slytherin spun Dorcas in the air. "We can always do it all over again. Life never ends."

Alec watched her eyes go wide after he kissed her in the cheek. It was lovely. "For letting me have fun with you. If you promise you'll misbehave, I think I can give you a few more." He winked at her, his hands still on her waist, his body still against hers. He stepped to the left to let her twirl. When she finished the movement, Alec held her, his chest touching her back. He absently noticed her hair smelled like green apples and spring, the deliciously alluring scent was drawing him closer. Alec leaned down to whisper in her ear, his lips touching the soft skin of her neck. "You're a good dancer."

Yes, yes I do. But you definitely didn’t fuck “pretty brown eyes”.

There are many girls with pretty brown eyes, Blondie. I kind of have a thing for them. Have you?

finabrunet

#mirror #body appreciation post

lanasfeather:

Shirtless Park Workout | 10.10.13.

Names please. You can leave out the hot blonde, though, since we both know that’s me.

Yes, Rita. You are my dream. No, I'm really not good with names. They won't forget mine any time soon, though. I bet you remember about all the screaming.

insanitycomesfromwithin-deactiv

Hm, I disagree. [She smirked.]

#c: Alecto #why only open spaces? why?

I see. Well, if I do have an audience, I better put my shirt back on, right? This is not s strip club. [Alec shakes his head and starts to look for his shirt.]

edmundsaxon

Don’t worry, I won’t tell the rotten egg you said anything.

I am relieved. For a moment I thought we would be in serious trouble.

#c: Edmund

herladyshipkatie

Oh, you think you’re actually competition. Cute. I’m not here to watch you, dimwit. I just can’t focus on strategy unless I’m here, at the pitch. Would you like me to turn my back and talk amongst myself or something?

Sweetheart, you know I am. Our chasers are the best in Hogwarts, no offense. Oh, you can't focus. That is a problem, right? Yes, I would like you to turn your back and talk amongst yourself or something. Go ahead.

#c: Gwenog

vanity-isasin

Well, I couldn’t exactly tell you before I left on it. It was more of a spur-of-the-moment thing. You would’ve loved it, though. Muggle London in November. It was like a postcard.

Did I even call you Allie this time? And I happen to be perfectly aware of how not-gay you are, so you don’t have to give me that sermon. I have no idea how we ended up here, though, that’s on you. But no to dinner, then?

Muggle London is amazing. You keep forgetting I live there, Emma darling. I've always thought it was interesting, because even though most of those places aren't a tad bit wizarding, sometimes, at the right spot with the right people, it feels incredibly magical.

No, you did not. This time you've got the points. Yes to dinner, I guess? I missed you.

#c: Emma

jamesbamfpotter

"… but i missed you."

I missed you too, but your girlfriend probably misses you more. She's somewhere in the castle, I heard. And unless you're on a broom, practicing with me, this is called spying the enemy. Which is legal, but immoral.

#c: James

Then tell me all of them.

Hot blonde, stunning redhead, tasty little raven and pretty brown eyes

Seriously though, Alec, I at least know there was a girl you were thinking about.

To be fair, there were quite a few.

edmundsaxon

Did your mum never put soap in your mouth for saying a bad word? I promise soap isn’t as bad as rotten egg.

I don't think she did, man. I just hate the soap one. With a passion. There's just something really bad about it. Almost evil. I hope rotten egg won't take this personally.

#c: Edmund

vanity-isasin

'Course you do. I can make sure you're still on your game, and then after you're done you can take me to dinner and I can tell you about the adventure I've just had.