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fiercemarlene

“Alright.”

caradocdearborned

Don’t look at me like that, McKinnon.

#c: marlene

orderofthepotter:

Yeah, yeah.

C’mon, lets hurry it up.

#c: james

fiercemarlene:

What a sham this world is that no one admits to loving meee. [Marlene is joking, her world is forged of steel - she’s been known to buffer off not receiving compliments when others do, because she is simply used to it.]

You had your chance with me all through school, McKinnon. Especially during the dark years. Your loss.

#c: marlene #he's kidding okay #well not really #because they potentially could have shagged or snogged or something #since in hogwarts he was literally an alcoholic who was drunk all the time

orderofthepotter:

Didn’ even think o’ that.

That’s because I’m brilliant.

#c: james

macsbaldcats:

Please don’t go anywhere.

I could say the same to you.

Going somewhere else is the furthest thing from my mind.

#c: mary

macsbaldcats:

Individually, yes.

You amaze me.

Come closer.

#c: mary #but also wrapping his arms around her

macsbaldcats:

Oh I can do more if you like. Sailboat fish tacos on the moon. Cactus heart pox marks. Boxed wine toe rings.

Do you even understand half of what you’re saying right now?

#c: mary

macsbaldcats:

The feather duster of brain spaghetties.

I--yes.

You’re the only person I know that would string together that sort of sentence.

#c: mary

orderofthepotter:

Yeah.

This is the place.

I’ve got some muggle money on me.

#c: james #hello danielle nose

macsbaldcats:

You’re especially handsome when you get that look on your face, you know. I think it’s… contented.

I feel at peace, you know? It’s sort of like being around you clears out my head.

#c: mary

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#IM HOME I WILL GET TO EVERYTHING AFTER LUNCH

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#I'm dr be abs u hurt my hand

macsbaldcats:

Or perhaps we could get a House Elf. We’d treat him better than most, I’m sure. And he’d be free to leave anytime he wasn’t happy sticking around.

That’s a bloody brilliant idea.

{ Doc plopped down onto Mary’s bed, his shoes already having been kicked off, and his entire body relaxing with the familiar scent. This was everything, he decided, in a tiny corner in the back of his mind, and he had been serious with his intention to never leave this moment. Just him, and her, and a bed, and there was nothing sexual in this need, but something far more intimate. He just wanted his body to feel the pressure of hers against him, and the familiar blonde hair twisting its way through his fingers, and her smile wrapping itself around his heart. Those things were enough to satiate him for months, he told himself, a House Elf wasn’t necessary. }

#c: mary

fiercemarlene:

Yes. Yes, I do spend too much time around Mar, my Mac coat. [Marlene’s laugh is loud, and she grins.] That hurts that you think we should be institutionalized.