✕ ❛ the curves of your lips rewrite history

❝ DEATH DOESN’T DISCRIMINATE, BETWEEN THE SINNERS AND THE SAINTS IT TAKES AND IT TAKES AND IT TAKES AND WE KEEP LIVING ANYWAY, WE RISE AND WE FALL AND WE BREAK AND WE MAKE OUR MISTAKES. ❞ evan alexander rosier. 23, death eater.

[evanrvsier]

“ oh please, stop acting like my presence isn’t a blessing when it clearly is. you’re fortunate to have me around. it wouldn’t hurt to act a wee bit grateful, now. “ 

[evanrvsier]

monaleda:

there’s a large dragon plush toy clutched under her arm, one that easily comes to her waist at least, and cotton candy in the other hand. one she’s lazily picking from as she glances around the fair, wandering about aimlessly until something catches her eye. “as far as distractions go,” desdemona glances across at the nearest person, “this isn’t the worst one.”

“ what are you, eleven? “ evan raised a brow at desdemona. picking petty fights like these were childish, but it was almost a grown response to people he was close with. “ i wouldn’t be surprised if the next thing you’re doing is to catch the hogwarts express for your first day at school. “

[evanrvsier]

malfcyisms:

     he had been lounging on a blanket, eyes closed, one hand still clinging to his cane in case he had to make a sudden movement and snap for his wand. he was beyond tired, more tired than usual and it didn’t take very long to hush those around him and to make them all shut up — there were some perks to being feared at least. lucius’ jaw clenched slightly as he sensed and noticed a shadow covering the sun landing on him, not bothering to sit up. “what do you want?” a quick pause. “piss me off, please, i dare you.”

“ you. “ evan replied with a smirk, a grown reflex to the brooding bloke. he hasn’t seen malfoy in so long that his presence was actually turning to be a delight --- which was a nightmare, he realized. “ did you miss my pretty face around, malfoy? i’m sure you did. “

[fcideas]

[evanrvsier]

death doesn’t discriminate between the sinners & saints.

[evanrvsier]

xantonindolohov:

“You look like you could use a drink.”

“ well what the fuck are we waiting for, dolohov? the liquor is calling out loud. “

[evanrvsier]

oftheblacksoul:

“And you think that line would actually work?” he asked as he looked at the other, his facial expression told him just how unimpressed he was.

he pursed his lips.“ it wasn’t really intended for flattery, but well, all up to you. i was just trying to be nice as a change of heart, for once, well at least for tonight. “

[evanrvsier]

queen-parkinson:

Xantha also leaned in to meet in the middle, narrowing her eyes and whispering back. “I can tell you have a secret Rosier, it’s just a matter of time until you tell me.” 

“ what, that i used to fancy you when i was in the first year? don’t get too cocky now, parkinson. that was all in the past now. “ evan beamed a grin before chuckling.

[evanrvsier]

mgreengrvss:

a laugh left her red painted lips, her own lips forming into a smirk. “do you want some of this lipstick for yourself, evan? i did bring it with me and i have more at home.” her words were playful, a teasing glint to her eyes.

evan shook his head. he should’ve known by now dealing with a greengrass is on a whole new different level compared to dealing with the others. “ now that reply isn’t exactly what i expected... a thank you would suffice. “

[evanrvsier]

monaleda:

“if you don’t take ten whole steps back i’m going to punch you in the throat.” desdemona wrinkles her nose with distaste, unimpressed dark eyes looking him up and down.

“ calm down, you know you’re not exactly my type. “ evan jested with a smug grin as he held both his hands up in a form of civil surrender, taking a few steps back. “ is my presence bothering you nw, greengrass? “

[evanrvsier]

la-petite-gamp:

Bos just laughed, clearly relieved it was a friend she had crashed into and not some drunken lech.  She shrugged her shoulders, the innocent smile on her lips, undermined only by the mischief evident in her voice. “I suppose you wouldn’t believe me if I tried to tell you I was sober.” 

“ nope, hardly, “ evan quirked his brows. the night was young & things were only starting to get interesting, at least from his perspective. “ are you abstaining from liquor? “

[evanrvsier]

evan leaned a little close, his lips curling into a smile as he whispered, “ well, the thing is you have something on your lips --- i really don’t have a big secret to tell. you can thank me now i guess. “

[evanrvsier]

la-petite-gamp:

It’s only been half an hour but she’d already aching for a cigarette. The pub’s heaving, half the Auror Department seems to be here, packed into booths making noisy toasts to whoever got rid of the Dark Lord. She doesn’t begrudge them the moment, Bos is fairly certain this is the first night off they’ve had in months, but she can feel a headache building and part of her wants to turn around and tell them all to shut up. It would make a scene though, and she never makes a scene, so instead she just smiles tightly, excuses herself and tries to squeeze past the crowd blocking her way out. 

She almost managed to manoeuvre her way past various elbows and shoulders and leering old men when her heel catches on an old rug and she tumbled forwards, crashing into the person in front of her. “I’m so sorry,” The words spill from her lips almost involuntarily, blood rushing to her cheeks. “Are you okay?”

evan blinked for a while, clearly surprise at the stranger crashing onto him. most of the time he would prefer to shrug it off and leave it at that --- but this time, his lips curved up into a small smile as he recognized the familiar face. “ out of balance now, bos? or is everything alright with your shoes? “ 

[lunaswondrousworld]

— You miss it, don’t you? The warmth of a star you don’t remember // k.s

[hcathledger-deactivated20260210]

I don’t know what I’m supposed to do Haunted by the ghost of you Oh, take me back to the night we met

The Night We Met // Lord Huron

[evanrvsier]

amelia--bones:

“How on earth do these stupid things work?” Amelia had a Muggle mobile phone she was trying to get the hang of. 

evan raised his brows in suspicion. “ why the fuck are you asking me, like i know a thing? “

[evanrvsier]

“ staring at me like that isn't enough to make me invite you climb into bed with me. “ evan muttered, without even bothering to look at the intruder. " -- and you're being a creep. "