𝓯𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮

ꜰᴇʟɪᴄɪᴛy ᴇᴍᴇʟɪɴᴇ. xᴠɪɪ. ɢʀyꜰꜰɪɴᴅᴏʀ. ❝ she's a harp on a reign, ʳᵉᵈ ˡⁱᵖˢ like a 𝓯𝓵𝓪𝓶𝓮, she's the girl from your favorite song what a 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔, a one part angel, one part perfect, one part a wreck. the kind of flood you'll ｎｅｖｅｒ forget❞

[sophieturnersaga]

See it through

[reyys]

[bangurz]

[flickisms]

ft. @kaiasx

[jonas-brothers]

[sofia-boutella-deactivated20170]

[flickisms]

lezekiiel‌:

    lezekiel snickered.  the voice behind the charmed parchment was short and to the point;   he could appreciate that,   but they probably weren’t going to appreciate his answer.    “   whoever this is,   CLEARLY   isn’t a slytherin for a plethora of reasons.   the pickings are never slim in a bloody magical castle,   not when you know the right people.   you either aren’t collecting the correct brand of mates,   or scaring the sort of pupils who have access to it.   of course,   both paths lead to one house in the end …   ”   he paused.   “   hufflepuff,   obviously.   so perhaps,   this ginger witch needs to get a little creative,   a little resourceful,   hmm   ?   because lezekiel theosidis is no one’s winged pack mule,   let’s get that right    —   and i don’t need my seer wits about me to tell you as much.   ”  

FIN.

[flickisms]

clarabaes‌:

   “  to be fair,  i’ve always favored honeyed mead,  and you know this.  ”  claramae shook her head as she watched flick chug from the flask.  “   —   and i’m not afraid to admit that i have a poor tolerance.  i’ve done some properly horrid things under the influence,  and i wasn’t even touching the hard stuff.  i know my limits.  ”  she giggled.  “  it’s not like you can relate.  i can’t remember a time you didn’t bloody tower over me anyhow.  ”  she stuffed her hands into the pocket’s of monty’s jacket,  wrapping it closer around her.  claramae smirked at the reference but said nothing.  her expression didn’t last for long.  seeing a puddle of rain close by,  the water elemental flitted her fingers at her very tall flame haired friend.  not to soak her or anything like that.  merlin,  could you imagine  ?  the night would’ve been ruined before they’d even gotten in  !  the water merely spritzed flick’s legs in warning.  “  again, it’s not like it mattered to me either way  !  ”

   a mix between a scoff and a laugh left claramae’s lips as she followed flick inside.   she fake saluted the bouncer,  who did a double take and nearly repeated the motion when they realized she was the minister’s daughter.  merlin,  when would people learn to take a joke.  “  oh  —  oh,  okay, we’re doing that.  ” claramae giggled,  her earthen hues amused and tinge with wonderment as she was yanked further inside. is that a good idea  ?  she almost asked when she heard flick’s request.  in a muggle bar she would’ve thought nothing of it,  but in a magical bar  …  she shoved the thought down deep.  claramae was out to have a good time and her logic wasn’t going to stop her   !   she put on a brave face any gryffindor would’ve been proud of and threw it back,  and was only mildly surprised when it refilled.  “  that wasn’t so  —-  ”  the whole world tilted sideways.  “  …  is it just me,  or i-is the room suddenly filled with fairy dust  ?  ”

FIN.

[flickisms]

kaiasx‌:

face was red —- from both annoyance and embarrassment. “i’m —- i’m NOT making it easy! there’s nothing to take the mick out of.”

FIN.

[facelesssnaps]

(via Tonya Smith (@themoptop) •  Instagram)

[kardashianjennergifs]

[xoellle-deactivated20190624]

[flickisms]

KAIA‌:

cheeks burned red. “shut up.” she sat up from her bed, tugging her legs to tuck into her chest. “sounds like fate to me, mate.”

     “aw but why would i do that when it’s so much fun takin’ the mick outta ya, kai? ya make it so easy for me.”

[galgadotssss-deactivated2016071]

[justanotherrpmeme]

bold which habits your muse has

[flickisms]

crookedwrites‌:

nail biting | throat clearing | lying | interrupting | chewing the ends of pens | smoking | swearing | knuckle cracking | thumb sucking | muttering under their breath | talking to themselves | nose picking | binge drinking | oversleeping | snacking between meals | skipping meals | picking at skin | impulse buying | talking with their mouth full | humming/singing to themselves | chewing gum | leg jiggling | foot tapping | hair twirling | whistling | eye rolling | licking lips | sniffing | squinting | rubbing hands together | jaw clenching | gesturing while talking | putting feet up on tables | tucking hair behind ears | chewing lips | crossing arms over chest | putting hands on hips | rubbing the back or their neck | being late | procrastinating | doodling | shredding paper | peeling off bottle labels | forgetfulness | running hands through hair | overreacting | teeth grinding | nostril flaring | slouching | pacing | drumming fingers | fist clenching | pinching bridge of nose | rubbing temples | rolling shoulders

[flickisms]

KAIA:

kaia looks down, flushed slightly. “well, i doubt he thinks like that —– i’m sure he’s just annoyed by me.” she nods, laughing softly. “you damn know we will. we’re going to run this damn school.”

     “sure, kai, whatever you say,” flick snorted. “as if we weren’t already runnin’ it? we came int’a this school, found eachotha, and immediately infiltrated it with our chaos.”

[midsommars-deactivated20201109]

F the Prom (2017) Directed by Benny Fine

[philosophy-pop]

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