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&& — SEDATED we're nursing on a poison that NEVER stung, our teeth && lungs are lined with the scum of it. somewhere for this, death && guns we are deaf, we are numb. ( var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5220039"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write(""); ) * ･ ☾ ˙ › AMYCUS CARROW. TWIN. SLYTHERIN.

[dailydouglas-blog]

Douglas Booth attends the EE British Academy Film Awards at the Royal Opera House in London - February 14, 2016

[inkskinned]

he was good to her and she was good to him. they gave each other everything. he kissed her hard and fucked her harder but in the late nights when she was falling apart he’d wrap his arms around her and kiss her soft and touch her softer and hold her until the shaking stopped and truth is that they saved each other.

he made her sandwiches and made her moan in equal measure // r.i.d  (via gimmerps)

[carrcwheir-blog]

“ smart girl. “ amycus leaned his head every so slightly atop hers, chuckling in amusement. times like these wherein amycus wasn’t wearing a smug grin were a rarity, what more allowing himself to indulge in another’s company? it was, at some point, madness. he would’ve never thought he was actually capable of tolerating another for more than a few minutes without growing the urge to snap his or her neck in two.

“ of course, hayley. why would i not come up here and miss the chance of being with you? “ his ascent to the tower proved to be a miserable, long journey. alecto was still giving him the cold shoulder, and perhaps when she knew of this little rendezvous it’ll only make matters worse. he was yet to formulate a solution to get back in ally’s good graces, as he couldn’t stand not being able to talk to her. “ you look stellar tonight. ” he muttered faintly, averting his gaze.  

[haylcyhart]

for a moment, his comment almost didn’t see genuine. she was so used to his sarcastic nature that, for half a second, she was almost hurt by his words until he started chuckling. it was then she started laughing softly too. he’d never been so nice to her and though there was a nasty little part of herself that wanted to point out he was just being so extra nice to her because he and alecto were fighting, she ignored it. she ignored any part of her that had been taught to see any part of him as a red flag. he was amazing. he was here, and tangible, and real as they sat on this freezing night on top of a tower.

there was a breeze that whipped through the tower and hayley’s teeth began to chatter. she wasn’t well suited for the cold. the gryffindor, who came out of the womb with a hawaiian shirt and tropical drink in hand, was too used to being hot in the common room that when it was cold outside she just longed to be back in the warmth. “surprisingly, i can clean up very well,” she teased. hayley, in preparation for this date, had done a lot to look nice and by ‘a lot’, i mean she sat there while lily evans painted her face and made her look ten times as beautiful she usually did. 

[carrcwheir-blog]

" well, cleaned up or not i still think you are beautiful. " he admitted with a small smile. of course to call the brunette's striking beauty as merely beautiful don't fit the cut. she was everything good in this world, and that was the main reason why the male carrow was having thoughts on taking matters with her further on a serious note. perhaps she was too good for him. perhaps he didn't deserve someone like her. perhaps they were both off with someone else; those who are in the same league as their own. " i don't usually give out compliments... that felt rather odd. " he mused.

looking up again at the vast sky, amycus fell silent for a few minutes. he was enjoying the solace of the space and the mere presence of her by his side. " are you feeling cold? "

[carrcwheir-blog]

“ even my arse do not deserve the flat, rough treatment you legs could ever offer as a solid surface. ” amycus smugly replied, his eyes fixed on the ravenclaw. truth be told he has only talked to her in soirees and galas each of their families hold, and thus speaking to the brunette right now felt new and foreign to the male carrow. “ i suggest you move and make room, greengrass. not unless you want me to chop your pretty legs off. ”

[ashleygreengrass]

was that supposed to be an insult to her legs, because she couldn’t really see what he was getting at. “so violet, carrow,” why did purebloods address one another by their last name? ashley couldn’t give a snitch ( see what she did there? ) if her last name was one of the sacred 28 or not… not that she would willingly give up the lifestyle that she has become so accustomed to. sure it was filled with parties had their dull moments, but all-in-all they could have been worse, in the younger’s opinion. “i thought your sister was the more violet of the pair. tell me, if you chopped off my legs, would you at least cauterize the wound? i’m sure you wouldn’t want me to bleed out to death, right?” she asked, batting big baby blues up at him before moving her legs out of his way. 

[carrcwheir-blog]

" even the mere sight of you batting your eyelashes in an animate manner is annoying. kindly stop doing such a nuisance act. " he trailed off as he sat on the now-vacant space, plopping rather comfortably on the couch. the very reason why amycus carrow was currently in the library ( what a bizarre occurence, the sight of him there! ) was because of a potions essay he had to work on. the bloke was nowhere in the mood to work on it, thus what more easier way to deal with the matter than blackmail one of ashley's housemate to do it for him? " alecto is not violet, do not address her with petty color terminologies you associate with... what, pray you might enlighten me? "

[ashleygreengrass]

ashley’s fingers stroked the spine of the book she was reading absentmindedly as she relaxed in one of the comfier chairs in the library. it was comfortable because it was really big enough for two to study at the coffee table in front of it, she recognized, though, that would be too kind of herself to give up the space that she liked to stretch out in – studying could get oh so tiresome if you didn’t keep switching the way you sat. “unless you intend to sit on my legs,” the ravenclaw said, not looking up from her book. “i suggest you find somewhere else to sit.” 

[carrcwheir-blog]

" even my arse do not deserve the flat, rough treatment you legs could ever offer as a solid surface. " amycus smugly replied, his eyes fixed on the ravenclaw. truth be told he has only talked to her in soirees and galas each of their families hold, and thus speaking to the brunette right now felt new and foreign to the male carrow. " i suggest you move and make room, greengrass. not unless you want me to chop your pretty legs off. "

[haylcyhart]

slurred words

“amycus’s so charming,” hayley said, looking at lily as though she had to sneeze. it was a confused look, just one that could be mistaken for “wow i really have to sneeze right now”. “i hate it, y’know? and sometimes he gets this really stupid ‘n sexy smirk that makes me want to make out with his face and slap it at the same time but i don’t want to slap him because that would hurt him and i don’t want to hurt amycus because i like him so much and– and– i don’t like how much i like him, lils. he’s so– he’s such a dick head to everyone else and he justreats me so nice…” she was quiet for a while, practically curled into a ball on her chair, a blanket wrapped around her as she stared at the almost-empty bottle of fire whiskey on the table. “i don’t love him, but i feel like… what’s the step under that? that’s how i feel about him.” 

[carrcwheir-blog]

Amycus Carrow + Textposts

[carrvw]

hearing his tone made her realize it would be impossible for them to see eye to eye. it was like the more she tried to keep him in arm’s reach, the more he tried to run off. “why don’t you find a respectable pureblood witch? fuck, i’m sure our parents would love to set you up by now.” she was actually glad her parents hadn’t made an arrangement for her hand in marriage. the very idea of having to be intimate with someone for the rest of her life made her skin crawl. “she IS some stupid bitch. i don’t give a shit what her name is.”

[carrcwheir-blog]

“ and you’d like me to get betrothed now? that wasn’t what i thought but thank you, ally, for letting me know exactly of your true sentiments over the matter. “ the realization sent chill down his spine. what was it that fueled his very emotions at that time? hurt? betrayal? a mixture of both? perhaps he was feeling just the very same as the brunette. “ alecto, “ addressing her fully only happened because of two reasons; one was when amycus is enraged and another was when he whispers intimate, sweet nothings when they are alone. this time it was the former. “ i do not want to fight with you any further. “

[carrcwheir-blog]

amycus + alecto { a moodboard } @carrvw

[carrvw]

Δ  alecto carrow and amycus carrow ( @carrcwheir )

“i’m so full of love i could barely eat there’s NOTHING sweeter than my baby.”

[supertangerine]

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[haylcyhart]

hayley would hazard the guess that the only other person who knew about amycus and liked it was happening was lily, who hayley had implored to charm the door of the astronomy tower to not let anyone in for the night. she’d just wanted to do something special for herself and amycus, which was a midnight picnic on valentine’s day that included stargazing. 

as amycus spoke, hayley kept her eyes on him. they were cuddled up in the astronomy tower and while he told her about all the different constellations and stars, she was so much more concerned with how he looked, how they felt pressed against one another– she was practically basking in the perfection of this moment. she rested her head on his shoulder when he pointed out corvus, she pointed to the constellation adjacent, “and there’s the ever so cleverly named crater,” hayley joked as she looked over at him. “thank you for coming up here tonight, am.”

[carrcwheir-blog]

“ smart girl. “ amycus leaned his head every so slightly atop hers, chuckling in amusement. times like these wherein amycus wasn’t wearing a smug grin were a rarity, what more allowing himself to indulge in another’s company? it was, at some point, madness. he would’ve never thought he was actually capable of tolerating another for more than a few minutes without growing the urge to snap his or her neck in two.

“ of course, hayley. why would i not come up here and miss the chance of being with you? “ his ascent to the tower proved to be a miserable, long journey. alecto was still giving him the cold shoulder, and perhaps when she knew of this little rendezvous it’ll only make matters worse. he was yet to formulate a solution to get back in ally’s good graces, as he couldn’t stand not being able to talk to her. " you look stellar tonight. " he muttered faintly, averting his gaze.  

[evanrsiers]

i need a modern day hades and persephone plot like i need air tbh where hades is the big bad mob boss who has so many tattoos and wears leather jackets and kills people for a living and Persephone is this beautiful and nice girl who always had flowers in her hair and wears a lot of flowey dresses and pastel colors but he’s so in love with her hES WHIPPED AND I JUST NEED IT GIVE ME IT

[carrcwheir-blog]

@haylcyhart

the night was still young for the slytherin and gryffindor, both spending the night of the valentines hidden away from the rest of the castle. the astronomy tower provided them the solace they've sought after. ❝ —and if you look over there, you'll see corvus.❞ amycus smiled faintly. what was it about their circumstances, unspoken thoughts which they knew well translates they cannot be seen together in public? what exactly were they, lovers in secrecy? oh how the gods are probably laughing, mocking their cruel fate. 

[goodishmusic]

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arsonist’s lullabye — hozier

[carrcwheir-blog]

be my valentine? ( for adara even tho she'd never ask, i love ur replies they kill me xo )

“ she speaks. o, speak again, bright angel!for thou art as glorious to this night. ”

[carrcwheir-blog]

Be my Valentine?

“ but of course i am an  i n t r i c a t e  man to please, buttered french toast and coffee for breakfast, strategic murder planning, and tussling of my hair from time to time. are you ready to pledge on that commitment, parkinson? because if so then i'm yours for the day. “