[dreamdweller-blog]

“Humans do have a knack of choosing 

        PRECISELY 

           those things that are worst for them.”

[dreamdweller-blog]

@rainbowguard​;

          “Allez, Princesse, allez!” The boy whispered, trying to get the small kitten to return to the common room. Over the past week, Loras had noticed the kitten did not enjoy being left on its own, but he didn’t particularly mind as Cesse had been nice company. The boy had quickly learned, however, that their pets were NOT allowed into every class; to avoid trouble, Loras tucked the ball of fluff into the largest pocket of his cloak. It PERHAPS would have worked had it not been for the cries and masses of malted white fur which already seemed to decorate his clothes.

          His heart sunk at the voice coming from the other side of the door. There was no time left to shoo away his kitten, so he bent down and scooped the fluff into his arms. With a sigh, Loras gave it a little scratch on the top of its head. A small smile crept on his lips at that, then he quickly opened the door and moved inside.

          The boy’s eyes widened and wandered over to the masses of bookshelves and ornaments which decorated the Headmaster’s office. He was AWESTRUCK, it reminded him somewhat of home - if not even more cluttered. His eyes quickly returned to Princesse as it mewled up at him, he hushed at the kitten before quickly looking to Professor Dumbledore.

       Fingers tapped the desktop lightly as he waited for the door to open, though eyebrow rose at the sound of a voice whispering fiercely suddenly from the hallway beyond. It was with something of a smile that Albus watched the door open. In walked Loras Tyrell and, surprisingly, a small kitten. “Bonjour,” he greeted kindly, blue eyes focusing upon the ball of fluff in the boy’s arms. “And who is this?” 

      Albus chuckled as he motioned to the chair in front of his desk, looking over his half-moon spectacles at the first year as he did. “Please, take a seat, Mr. Tyrell. I was simply hoping to see how adjusting to Hogwarts had been for you - I’m sure it must be quite different here from what you were used to in France.” Hopefully an explanation as to why he was there would be enough to dissuade the anxiety that he thought he might have seen in the boy’s expression. 

      Though perhaps, thought Albus after a pause, that may have been due to the seemingly SURPRISE guest the kitten had proved to be. 

[sempertenebris-blog]

     ‘ FOOLS who wear their hearts proudly on their sleeves, who cannot control their emotions, who wallow in sad memories and allow themselves to be provoked this easily – weak people, in other words – they stand no chance against HIS powers! ‘                        independent && selective SEVERUS SNAPE rp.

[dreamdweller-blog]

"You're not alone"

         Albus looked up in surprise, clearing his throat - and hopefully removing the somber look that had affixed itself to his expression. Lips twitching upwards at her words, the man folded his hands together once he’d set the letter he’d been reading onto the desk. “Ah… thank you, Lily. I’m quite lucky to have all of you here, fighting for the same cause.” It was true, after all. Friends and loved ones, not to mention support, were some of the most important things in life. 

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starter for @reigningliberty​ 

      Albus cursed down at the time turner he held clutched in one hand, the faulty thing having gone off accidentally in his hand. He 

      What year was this? What ERA, exactly? Certainly even before Albus’ time, it seemed...

      Hand moved quickly upwards to push half-moon spectacles back into place as Albus cleared his throat, stowing it into his pocket along with his wand as he heard footsteps around the corner, clipping briskly along the cobblestone. Walking quickly to step beyond one of the houses, Albus let out a breath as he watched the couple walk past, chatting amicably as they went. The clothing was simple, yet odd - certainly a long time in the past. But to know for sure, Albus would need to blend in best he was able first.

      Removing his wand, Albus waved it quickly to transfigure the magnificent purple robes he wore - his favourite robes. replacing them with similar clothing to what the passing man had worn. Blending in for now, at least, would be the best course of action for the Headmaster. He certainly did not need unwanted attention, not with so much at risk for the future. Nothing could change, lest Albus put what he knew as present day be at risk. However far away that now was.

[dreamdweller-blog]

starter for @rosethornknight

        “Come in!” came Albus’ voice, fingers clasping before him on the wooden desktop as he heard the meek knock at the door. He had called for one of the first years, a young boy by the name of Loras Tyrell, to come to his office in order to see how the first week of classes had gone for him. The boy was from France, though he had been sent to Hogwarts per his father’s request, and Albus could scarcely comprehend how hard the somewhat sudden language and culture barrier must have been on the eleven year old. 

         However, anything that Albus could do to make the transition easier on the first year, he would do. It was only fair to him, after all.

[dreamdweller-blog]

piousboy:

Credence’s cold fingers wrapped tightly around the older hand that was given to him, needing a firm grip in order to gather the strength to stand up. It was fascinating how easy his arms and legs failed him just from sitting out in the cold.

“I’m sorry…” Credence said, genuinely apologising or the situation he was in as his knees cracked once he reached his full height, looking down and giving a shrug. “Just a few weeks,” he replied quietly, glancing at him only briefly.

“Thank you Sir… my name is Credence.”

       Smiling as comforting as he was able as he brought the boy to his feet, Albus shook his head quickly at the proffered apology. “Please don’t apologize, I’m happy to help,” he added quickly. “And feel free to call me Albus, Credence.”

       Albus offered an elbow to the boy to help support him should he trip or fall, considering how unsteady he appeared. “A few weeks? That’s a long time to be out here alone,” replied the man quietly, frowning at the thought. “Do you have any family here?”

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for @dreamdweller

   James Sirius Potter had not been kind to her since the start of their first year, he had been preoccupied with impressing his new Gryffindor friends to worry about the girl he’d play with in the pub. It didn’t bother Alice, not one bit, she was too busy with her studying (that she did willingly and during her free time) to care. At least, she didn’t care until one day, when in passing him in the hall she heard him chuckling along with his friends about her being the daughter of the ‘quirkiest professor in this place’. Shaking with rage she clutched at the books in her arms, tears boiling up against the brim of her eyes as she ran off towards her father’s office.

   Just as she took a sharp right into what appeared to be an empty corridor, Alice was stopped in her tracks, taken back by the tall, silver haired figure she had met. The textbooks fell to the floor, blue eyes widening as her fingers worked to wipe tears away. 

     “ I’m sorry Sir… “

[dreamdweller-blog]

         Albus had taken to taking small walks throughout the corridors as of late, something to get him away from his desk and paperwork and the other work that awaited him in his office. Humming lightly, and clasping his hands before him as he walked, healthy flesh covering the eternally dead and withered one from so many years before, blue eyes trailed the corridors that he’d never tire of. The halls seemed relatively unchanged, but that was not necessarily the case, as Albus knew all too well. So much had happened there, certainly... If walls could speak about the history they had seen. Though Albus supposed they didn’t need to be able to, in much thanks to the all-too chatty portraits that lined them.

           His thoughts of this lingering somewhat, Albus did not first notice the young student that came quickly around the corner before him. However, upon the sudden appearance and the scattering of textbooks, Albus found himself quite informed. “Ah,” he exclaimed at first, steading himself before taking in the sight before him. “It’s no problem at all, Ms. Longbottom, it certainly happens,” said Albus quickly, offering what he could of a reassuring smile. Reaching down to retrieve one of her textbooks that had landed near his feet, the headmaster paused as he took in sight of the girl’s tears.

           “Are you alright? Is there something troubling you?” 

[dreamdweller-blog]

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[nihtwulf]

WESTWORLD SENTENCE MEME

“ Some people choose to see the ugliness in this world. The disarray. I choose to see the beauty. ”

“ Evolution forged the entirety of sentient life on this planet using only one tool: the mistake. ”

“ What is your itinerary? ”

“ And what do you want to say to your maker? ”

“ You don’t know where you are, do you? ”

“ You’re in a prison of your own sins. ”

“ You want to ask, so ask. ”

“ Are you real? ”

“ You can’t play God without being acquainted with the devil. ”

“ I know how that head of yours works. ”

“ We practice witchcraft. We speak the right words. Then we create life itself out of chaos. ”

“ He would have us burned at the stake. ”

“ That woman in charge is quite formidable. ”

“ You can just say ‘bitch.’ I hear it enough. ”

“ You’ve died at least a thousand times. ”

“  Maybe someday soon we’ll have the life we’ve both been dreaming of. ”

“ Has it never occurred to you to run off with her? ”

“ Everyone I cared about is gone and it hurts so badly. ”

“ The pain, their loss it’s all I have left of them. ”

“ I can feel spaces opening up inside of me, like a building with rooms I’ve never explored. ”

“ I may be losing my mind. ”

“ I think I want to be free. ”

“ You sound like a man who’s grown tired of wearing his guts on the inside. ”

“ I believe that only the truly brave can look at the world and understand that all of it gods, men, everything else will end badly. No one will be saved. ”

“ Maybe we’ve got more in common than I thought. ”

“ I imagined a story where I didn’t have to be the damsel. ”

“ Never start something you’re not willing to finish. “

“ If you’re getting fucked either way, go with the lucrative version…sweetheart. ”

“ I’ve been pretending my whole life. Pretending I don’t mind, pretending I belong. ”

“ All my life, I’ve prided myself on being a survivor. ”

“ It’d be a suicide mission. ”

“ At first, I thought you and the others were gods. Then I realized you’re just men. ”

“ You think I’m scared of death? I’ve done it a million times. I’m fucking great at it. ”

“ How many times have you died? Because if you don’t help me, I’ll kill you. ”

“ It’s the human beings who confuse me. ”

“ You’re a fucking monster. ”

“ Time to write my own fucking story. ”

“ At any point, I could blow up or collapse like some dark star or… ”

“ Did you hurt them, too? ”

“ You both keep assuming that I want out. ”

“ If it’s such a wonderful place out there, why are you all clamoring to get in here? ”

“ People like you keep spreading over this world like a stain! ”

“ You pretend to be this weak, moralizing little asshole, but, really, you’re a fucking piece of work. “

“ You helped me find myself. “

“ About time you realized the futility of your situation. “

“ I’m not crying for myself. I’m crying for you. “

“ Time undoes even the mightiest of creatures. Just look at what it’s done to you. “

“ The gods are pussies. “

“ You needed time. Time to understand your enemy. To become stronger than them. “

“ I’m afraid in order to escape this place, you will need to suffer more. “

[dreamdweller-blog]

piousboy:

Credence gave a quick nod, tilting his head away from the older man. He didn’t like looking people in the eye at the best of times, but now that he had reached rock bottom, it was the last thing he wanted to do. He didn’t want to see the expression on people’s faces when witnessing the homeless boy. 

At the offer of food though, he sat up. He knew that accepting someone’s help, someone he didn’t know, to go with them, was a large risk to take. The last time someone seemingly wanted to help was the time he had lost everything - but his stomach was bothering him too much to not take the risk.

“Yes please,” he whispered with a quick nod, before holding his hand out so the other man could help him up. The cold was no good for his joints.

     Gentle eyes studied the boy sitting before him momentarily as Albus waited for his response. Was this sort of thing COMMON here? So common that everyone passing by, most not offering the boy so much as a second glance, could simply ignore the problems surrounding them? 

       “I thought you might,” responded Albus, taking the boy’s hand and helping him to his feet. “My name is Albus. Have you been out here for very long...?” Judging by the other’s expression and appearance alone, Albus could unfortunately very nearly answer that question himself. 

         “Come, there’s a little diner around the corner. We’ll get something to warm you up...”

[dreamdweller-blog]

“Humans do have a knack of choosing 

        PRECISELY 

           those things that are worst for them.”

[dreamdweller-blog]

memeroundups:

Questions/Comments 

“Is there someone you hold dear?”

“Don’t you feel any guilt?”

“You’re actually afraid to be alone, aren’t you?”

“There must be something you fear.”

“Do you have a home?”

“Is there someone you like?”

“Are you really expecting a positive outcome out of this?”

“Aren’t you ashamed?”

“Aren’t you happy?”

“Who do you despise?” 

“How do you sleep at night?”

“What do you think of kindness?”

“What do you think of hatred?”

“Why do you fight?”

“Why do you live?”

“How much blood have you spilled?”

“How much death have you seen?”

“Don’t you think your actions are reckless?”

“Don’t you know how much good you’ve done for others?”

“Can’t you tell they love you?”

“Can’t you see he/she would die for you?”

“Can’t you tell the truth for once?”

“You’re not tainted.”

“You’re not alone.”

“You’re awful.”

“You don’t think of anyone but yourself.”

“You’re an emotionless robot.”

“You’re just a lap dog.”

“It’s not over.”

“He/she needs you.”

“Stop lying.”

“Stop fighting.”

“Stop pushing others away.”

“You’re cruel.”

“You’re far too kind. Too kind for your own good.”

“You depend on him/her too often.”

“You’re overprotective, it’s stifling.”

“He/she is bringing you down.”

“You’re too timid, it’s easy to see you as a target.”

“You need to listen.”

“You need to speak up more often.”

“You’re weak.”

“You’re too proud.”

“Quit blaming others for your mistakes.”

“You won’t always be around to save him/her.”

“One day, he/she won’t need you anymore.”

“You can’t cheat death.”

“You can’t hide forever.”

“They’ll find out the truth eventually.”

“That person is only holding you back.”

“They’re too good for you.”

“You’ll be rewarded for your efforts if you keep trying.”

“It will get better.”

“You look lonely.”

“You look bitter.”

“You look tired.”

“You’re hiding a painful burden.”

“You’re perfect.”

“You’re beautiful.”

“You will always be worthless.”

“Your hands are too dirty, too tainted to be clean.”

“You’re lost in this world. Wandering without a purpose.”

“You’ll rise above them all.” 

“You’ll find your place in this world.”

“Eventually, someone will knock you off your pedestal.”

[oldginny-blog1]

@dreamdweller

She was alive, but surely not well. In fact, at that moment, she wasn’t too sure that she was glad that she was alive. After all the horrible things Tom had done ─ that she had done… How could they simply dismiss it? Resting at her hospital bed, Ginny wanted her mom and dad, but at the same time she didn’t, wishing to be left alone. Her siblings had all been kicked off so she could rest, but she never felt more wide awake, afraid that if she closed her eyes, she wouldn’t be herself again. Her heart started beating faster when she heard a small noise.

“Hello?” She asked, her voice echoing at the apparently empty hospital wing.

[dreamdweller-blog]

      Blue eyes scanned the grounds beyond the infirmary windows while long fingers tapped the sill. Surely, the letters from concerned parents, ministry officials and the likes were beginning to PILE UP in his office, but Albus couldn’t bring himself to think of such matters just yet. There was no place more important for him to be now, certainly, considering the events from earlier in the day. A student had nearly died on his watch, along with several other consequences that Albus could scarcely bring himself to consider. He was simply relieved that it was behind them, at least for now.

     A voice behind him drew the Headmaster from his thoughts, and Albus turned to face the redhead behind him. “Ah, Ms. Weasley,” he said quickly, clearing his throat as he stepped away from the window. “I’m very happy that you’re awake. How are you feeling?”

[violettemcon]

game of thrones ►season 6 prompts  (part 1)

a good helping of (slightly edited) quotes from season 6 episodes 1-5 of game of thrones for you to use as starter sentences!

“And now it begins.”

“I need you by my side.”

‘We all fail sometimes.”

“You will not receive a better offer.”

“The time has come to join the fight.”

“Move your ass.”

“You can always trust me.”  

“I have nothing to confess.”

“It’s beautiful beneath the sea, but if you stay too long you’ll drown.”

“That’s your problem, not mine.”

“Stop crying and look at me.”

“You can’t make me leave.”

“Is there a cure?”

“You can’t protect me, so I don’t need you anymore.”

“I risked everything for you, and you betrayed me.”

“He’s gone.”

“How do you like your eggs?”

“You’re family. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You shouldn’t be here.”

“Do you remember the first time you saw a dead body?”

“Next time I have an idea like that, punch me in the face.”

“Isn’t it frustrating to want someone who doesn’t want you back?”

“I love you. I’ll always love you.”

“Many will die no matter what we do. Better them than us.”

“I wish I could change everything.”

“Do not betray me.”

“You’re a greedy bitch, you know that?”

“Welcome home.”

“There’s so much good in all of us.”

“Don’t go, you idiot.”

“I’m tired of fighting.”

“Yes, it’s in the past. But that doesn’t mean I’ve forgotten.”

“We need each other right now.”

“I made a horrible mistake.”

“Knowledge has made you powerful, but there is still so much you don’t know.”

“Everyone is what they are for a reason.”

“I should have been born a king.”

“That cannot happen. That will not happen.”

“You’re paler than milk.”

“We make peace with our enemies, not our friends.”

“What is dead may never die.”

[dreamdweller-blog]

@scarredhound continued from x

       Albus steepled his fingers together in front of him as he studied the other man, clearing his throat after a pause.  Mr. Clegane had his faults, as they all did, but Albus saw promise in the other man. He was a skilled wizard, and Albus had a feeling that he would be just FINE as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, should he accept his offer. 

       “Pay, food, a place to live,” said Albus after a pause, lips twitching upwards at the man’s question. “As well as the knowledge that you’re helping shape the lives of so many of today’s youth...” Blue eyes affixed themselves to the man as he reached for his butterbeer, taking a sip of the drink while he awaited the man’s response. “Of course, we can certainly talk it over, if you’d like. I’m sure we can come to an agreement if you’re interested in the position.”

[dreamdweller-blog]

EXPRESSION CHALLENGE!!

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