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"Merlin-- yeah, I get it now, but could you please stop yelling?"
They can’t even carry a proper letter?
Not an incredibly heavy one. Think it'll just weight them down, not sure. That's just what the muggles used before they figured out their postal system.
"Not at all actually. A line requires two," he said lifting up two fingers and wiggling them. "Do you now? You’ve got every right to want this round perfection. I get it. I really do."
"Well, seems like you're about halfway there mate. And they actually named the circle after your head, it was just that perfect. It's just so-- it almost brings me to tears it's so beautiful." She lifts a hand to her face to pretend to wipe a tear away.
Carrying pigeons? That’s just ridiculous, pigeons couldn’t carry much of anything.
The most they can handle is like a tiny little note around their legs, maybe a piece of bread or something like that. Bit stupid, compared to owls that is.
That’s your cue to start hitting bludgers left and right huh?
You got the idea.
"Yeah, you kidding. You should see the line of girls I have trying to date me. You’ll ne a ticket for sure. Here, I’ll get you one. Oh wow. Look Number one. Long line."
"Excuse you. I would not. You’re jealous of my perfectly rounded head. I get it and I understand that pain, but don’t take it out on me."
"I'd make a comment about how you at least have a line, but seeing as I'm the only person in it, don't think that counts much." She said, shrugging.
"I actually have this life goal to shape my head just like you," She said pretending to swoon, "You're head's shape is my role model."
You know, when they’re not scoring more than Hufflepuff.
Well, you know, I think when that happens it's a sign for me to step up my game.
"I was thinking that it was more of an egg shape dome rather than the tradition round shape people have." Alex furrowed his brow, "On you? or on me? I might be able to rock a mohawk."
"Is this how you get the ladies? They must fall all over you with these food related compliments." She rolled her eyes, before saying, "Oh, don't kid yourself. I'd obviously look better in a mohawk than you. You'd kind of look like one of those dinosaurs, was it the stegosaurus?"
Don’t hate the player, hate the game Ash.
Quite the contrary, I love the game. Love the players too, more or less.
"Also not happening. I like my hair. A lot. we’re not getting rid of bloody anything." Alex crossed his arms, frowning a bit at the idea. "What if we shaved you bald? That’d feel really cool and better than that we could tan your oddly shaped head."
Puts hands on her hips and looks up at him, "You saying that my head's oddly shaped Phoenix? I'll have you know it's perfectly proportionate to my body. However..." She stops to consider the option, "I think a mohawk would fit much better."
No, I do- It’s just- I’m not really-
Any time we’re not in school just send an owl over if you want to visit. Or call, Mum talked Dad into getting a landline. It’s not exactly cell phones, but it’s something.
I'm just playing with you, love.
And wow, I forgot what it was like for people to talk to me about phone lines. That's almost surreal. I remember once I was talking to my step siblings about sending mail by bird and they asked me if we used carrying pigeons, isn't that great? And I'll make sure to drop a line with you sometime, yes?
At the sound of her words, Alex ran a hand through his hair, the weight of the realization hitting him momentarily. “You missed the eurgh sound at the end there. Close though, but not close enough. Nope. Pass. not happening. The blue I could live with but bald spots — not on your life.”
She laughs, before saying, "Alright then, I'll work on mine if you work ono yours. But about the hair... you could always shave it if it gets too bad. Very military, very formal. Feels really cool when you run your hands over it."
I don’t think I’ll be doing that any time soon.
Oh, if that's not your poison, you know, there's always other options. Fill the rooms with cats, chocolate, adopted children, money if you play your cards right.
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Yeah, I see your point.
Well, Dad bought this massive house in the country when Lu was born, just in case he ended up with seven kids like his parents, so we have plenty of space. You’re welcome any time.
There's always a chance, yeah? Or maybe he was planning for a lot of grandchildren, better get ready to 'lie back and think of England'. [Laughs] As long as its no trouble, don't want to get in the way or anything.
"Uh… yeah that," Alex furrowed his eyebrow at her a strangled sort of laughter fighting it’s way up his throat at he her. "Yeah you should. How many people do I give permission to just… you know. mangle my hair."
"Sheesh, you have been stressed. You need to work on your laugh a bit you kind of sounded like a dying rabbit," She attempted to copy the sound before stopping to laugh so he knew she was kidding. "And you know, if you want to talk about mangling, you can let me near you with a pair of scissors."
I think you might be over-exaggerating.
That must be rough. If you ever need a break, you’re welcome to come and visit.
Alright, yes, but you see my point, right? Wolters knew what she was doing.
And you sure there aren't enough of you Weasley's running around already? Really, thanks though. I'll probably take you up on that offer sometime.
We’re all hard working, it’s part of the Hufflepuff M.O.
I can see how that would happen. Especially since you’re not of age yet.
Oh, suuure, we're all hardworking, but you know how Hogwarts is pretty big? And then you compare that to the size of Europe? It's a bit like that.
And even if I was of age, dear old step mummy wouldn't let me use it at all. "Unnatural business" and all that nonsense. Or, maybe she just referred to me by that, who knows?