in my blood

help me its like the walls are caving in sometimes i feel like giving up no medicine is strong enough someone help me i’m crawling in my skin sometimes i feel like giving up but I just can't it isn't in my blood

[suzi]

[garricklynch-blog]

ccrstcirs:

  the walk back to the ship was spent with swinging hands and stolen kisses. every so often pippa needed to stop right where they were and kiss him; simply because she could.  by the time they got back to the ship, the witch was practically thrumming with anticipation.  it was easy to melt into garrick’s embrace as her beach bag hit the floor with a thud, arms winding around his neck as she smiled into the kiss.  “wait.”  she breathed against his lips, slipping out of his embrace momentarily as she glanced around.  “just let me…”  with a wave of her wand, the candles on her bedside table illuminated — they cast a warm glow around the room that made her smile.  “you can make yourself comfortable.”  she called out over her shoulder, reaching for something in her trunk before moving towards the bathroom. “i’ll be right out.”

 months earlier when pippa had gone shopping with claramae, she’d purchased the outfit she’d just shimmied into.  not a soul had seen it yet, she’d been saving it for a special occasion. this seemed fitting.  with a silky black dressing gown covering the ensemble, pippa exited the bathroom moments later with a teasing smile on her face.  the witch had never been known to be insecure when it came to her body;  she knew she looked good. the pink chemise she was wearing was made entirely of silk save the lace that decorated the neckline and the hem. it was soft to the touch and showed just enough skin to tease without being too much.  all in all, pippa liked to think it was perfect.  her eyes met garrick’s as her hands rested at his waist, tugging him in her direction so she could kiss him properly.

as pippa left his arms he let a small pout onto his lips, holding onto her as long as he could before she was out of his reach. but his expression slowly changed as she set the mood, shifting into a smile as he watched her disappear into the bathroom. he kicked his shoes off and leaned against the wall, taking a quick glance in the mirror that was hanging on the wall and fixing his hair as he waited for her.

when she reemerged a ghost of a chuckle left his lips, she was the most gorgeous thing he had ever seen. his heart skipped a beat as she grabbed onto him and pulled him in. his hands immediately went to work disposing of the black robe that she had on, then working their way down her back and feeling the soft fabric that still remained. he pulled away slightly and opened his eyes, taking her in. “wow,” it came out as a whisper, and when his eyes met hers again he knew he was much more invested in her than he had originally been planning. “you’re absolutely stunning,” he told her as he gently caressed her face in his palm. he leaned in to kiss her again, but with more emotion rather than lust. his hands found her legs and he hoisted her up so her legs could wrap around his waist and he was holding her against him.

[garricklynch-blog]

frcmashes:

     where garrick had been giggling moments earlier, now it was nix’s turn.  she nearly choked on another swig of butterbeer when he’d posed his question — why hadn’t they ever shagged !  while nix thought that was a rather forward thing to really even say to a person it was hard not to laugh at the thought of it.  not to insult garrick of course. he just .. wasn’t her type. in more ways than one.  in the past she might have said as much, left her answer vague and a little flustered but with the term boiling down to its end and her hogwatrs career in the rearview mirror ?  she wasn’t so hesitant to speak her truth to people in her life that she’d kept in the dark.  of all the secrets she was sitting on, this one was hardly the most damning. what could it hurt now ?  “well,”  she started,  “i’ve never kissed anyone let alone had sex with them.”  her cheeks flushed slightly at the admission as her lips smacked together.  however now that she’d started, she couldn’t stop.  “you’re also, um, not really my type. no offence.”  with a shrug, she clarified; just in case he hadn’t followed her train of thought.  her brain was buzzing ; though she was stone cold sour, there was a giddy kind of anticipation coursing through her veins.   “i’m gay.”    there it was.  i’m gay.  though it had been one of the many secrets she’d kept guarded over her years at hogwarts ( for the sake of others, never herself.  it was bad enough she had a werewolf problem .. did she need to have a gay problem too ?  her parents had enough to worry about )  she was happy to say it.  she was even happier to feel a weight lifted from her shoulders.  “…but it’s been fun going up against you these past few years.”  with a bit of an awkward shrug, she punched his shoulder lightly.  she didn’t want things to change.  she could only hope that he was cool about it. 

garrick raised his eyebrows when she said she had never even kissed someone, it was surprising for him. a girl as fun, smart, and beautiful as her struck him as someone who would have already experienced physical things like that. he took in an exaggerated gasp when she told him he wasn’t her type, about to tell her that he was everyone’s type, until the next words left her lips. his own mouth curled up into a smile, he was glad she felt comfortable sharing her sexuality with him. “well that would explain it, then.” he said with a tiny laugh. the punch to his shoulder and the look of awkwardness across her features prompted him to toussle her hair a bit. of course things weren’t going to change between them, he wasn’t someone to judge, especially when he wasn’t even straight himself. “i’m not quite straight either, so that’s just one more thing we have in common.” garrick didn’t talk about being bi much, he didn’t consider it to be a defining pillar of who he was, just a piece of him. he looked out at the crowd as he took a sip from his drink, “so, who’re you crushing on? maybe i can play wingman.”

[garricklynch-blog]

frcmashes:

             it wasn’t often that phoenix got competitive but there was something about garrick that always brought the worst out in her. or the best, depending on how you looked at it. the witch was pretty sure even the moonshine would have a difficult time getting her drunk ( werewolf tolerance was impressive after all ) so she didn’t feel too afraid as she reached for the bottle and poured some of the liquid into a cup. it sloshed against the sides as she gave it a quick sniff, nearly gagging at the strong smell. ugh. she was regretting this already.  “keep your butterbeer.” she protested, though she wasn’t sure it was the best idea. “i’ve got this.”  with nothing left to lose, the witch took a deep breath before downing the contents of her cup. she figured if she drank it quickly, she’d have less time to deal with the aftertaste.  her eyes were water when she finally finished, gasping for breath as she held her hand out for the butterbeer. screw competition. she needed to get that taste out of her mouth. “ugh. that was awful.” 

he watched with raised eyebrows as she confidently poured herself a glass. his mouth hung open slightly as she took it, and the face that reemerged caused a laugh to erupt from him. he handed her the butter beer and tried to gather himself from the giggles still escaping him. “oh that was too good,” he said as he took a sip of the moonshine for himself, grimacing afterwords. “it’s pretty terrible,” he agreed and took the beer back from her to wash the taste away. “it’ll do the trick fast though.” he handed her beer back and took one for himself as he turned back towards the fire. “so nix, it may just be the beer talking, but how come you and i never had post-match angry sex?” there was a playful tone to his voice and he looked at her with a sideways smirk.

[garricklynch-blog]

httpdaphnc:

“    either way,    thanks for the offer,    ”    she smiled.    “    i will admit that the chances of running into me is infinitesimally smaller than it would be while on the cruise.    but i will admit that i was out and about with some friends during the trip.    couldn’t miss taking everything in.    ”    she decided to leave out the other    miscellaneous    activities she got up to during the trip.

“i could tell, you certainly seemed to be having a lot of fun for the short time i got to spend with you,” garrick couldn’t help but be the charming flirt he always was. though it sometimes got him into trouble, he found that it was easiest to talk to people with a layer of flirtatiousness attached. “so what have you been up to since getting back? homework mostly?” he asked, gesturing to her books.

[garricklynch-blog]

ccrstcirs:

     while pippa didn’t necessarily want to plan their entire date it was in her nature to try to plan things;  she was a planner.  so if she dropped subtle hints and garrick just so happened to pick up on them? perfect.  “a picnic by the lake could be nice.” she replied idly, eyelashes fluttering innocently.  if she played her part perfectly, he might not even realize that she’d steered him in the right direction.  “did i?”  another innocent flutter of lashes as she finished her drink, ankles crossing as she moved to let her hair down;  brunette locks spilling over her shoulders.  “oh right … my roommate is making herself scarce.”  it hadn’t been hard to bribe the girl.  all it had taken was five galleons and a bar of the best chocolate honeydukes could buy her.  was it worth it ?  pippa glanced up to  meet garrick’s gaze, her heart near skipping a beat as she swallowed hard.  oh most definitely.  she moved to stand as her wand swished through the air, their things quickly being swept up into her bag before her free hand was extended to him. “well then, lead the way.” 

garrick made note of her comment, something about pippa made him want to go above and beyond what he normally did for other girls. she was different some how, and the timing of it all was the most frustrating part. he watched as she stood up and in one motion had all their things packed into her bag, it was clear on his face that he was smitten by her. “god you’re incredible,” he said as he leaned in to press a kiss to her cheek as his hand naturally fell into hers. 

when they arrived at her room he opened the door for her and stepped in behind her with a grin on his face. he took the bag from her and set it on a chair nearby before he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him. “i’ve finally gotten you alone,” he said slowly just before his lips met hers. something that could only be described as warmth ran through his whole body as he kissed her.

[garricklynch-blog]

mcrigolds:

        if goldie were a legilimens and able to read her friend’s mind,        she would’ve laughed to death.        PUT TOGETHER        ?        not hardly        !        she was probably the least put together witch in her house        …        most certainly in her family.        thankfully,         she was happy;        just the way she was.        “        parent,        ”        goldie reminded garrick with a zen nature.        most people got confused,        she was used to it.        after all,        most halfbloods had two magical parents.        she only had one;        a muggleborn for a witch,        and a muggle for a dad.        “        and don’t get yoh tidy whiteys in a twist        !        i’m just joking.        ”        she grinned toothily.        goldie had never been the best advice giver,        but she put all of her energy into mulling over the options garrick had given her.        “        i could see yeh working tha quidditch pitch for a livin.        a professah as well,        but yeh still have to wait a few years till ya old enough to go for tha one.        as for the ministry        ?        it just seems so        …        ”        she trailed off,        her light brows crinkling as she wracked her mind for the right word.        “        …        stuffy.        ”

“sorry,” he apologized, he often forgot that while it was complicated being muggle-born, it was just as complicated being half-blood. “i know you’re joking, but it is kind of true! it’s gonna be hard to leave you,” he said, growing uncharacteristically sentimental for a moment. he was the type to be cool, calm, and collected all the time, but something about his time at hogwarts coming to a close made him more emotional than usual. he nodded along as she gave her opinions, laughing a bit at her reaction to the ministry. “yeah, you’re right on that one. but for some reason it’s the one job that i think i’m most interested in. i want to make a difference, you know? and i feel like the easiest way to do that is to become someone who makes the big decisions. i can work my way up the ladder if i get into the ministry, maybe i can even be minister some day who knows.”

[garricklynch-blog]

frcmashes:

「 @garricklynch liked for a starter. 」

it was a rare occasion that found phoenix vasquez letting her hair down.  the end of term bonfire seemed like a good place as any to do so and phoenix was standing awkwardly by a table of drinks, staring down into them like they offered the answer to the worlds question. while there was the normal butterbeer and firewhiskey type drinks, there was also a mystery drink called moonshine that had the witch curious — and not only just because of its name. “have you ever tried this?” phoenix lifted the bottle up and turned towards garrick, the lights of the flames from the bonfire illuminating the two of them.  “i’m curious … but i don’t know if i’m curious enough to actually try it.”

garrick was definitely enjoying himself, he was a couple drinks in already and he couldn’t wipe a dumb smile off his face. he was standing with nix as she stared down at the drinks, growing more impatient by the second as she tried to pick what she wanted. when she turned to him with the bottle he raised his eyebrows and grinned, “i have, it’s very strong.” he warned her, “i’m not sure you can handle it.” though he and nix were good friends, there was always a bit of competition between them. their competition began on the quidditch pitch, but it didn’t necessarily end there. “maybe you should go for something a little bit less intense.” he said as he reached for a butterbeer and offered it to her.

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httpdaphnc:

“    that’s good to know    !    at least i know i have options to fall back on,    in the case anything happens and i’m stuck with nowhere to live,    ”    daphne said with a teasing smile.    “    i’m sure it won’t come to choosing one or the other.    i think you’ll figure it out,    ”    she gave him a supportive grin.    “    oh really    ?    and why were you thinking about me    ?    ”

“i’m quite honored to be your second choice.” he replied with a laugh. at her question he gave her a small shrug, “well i was just hoping to run into you again, i hadn’t seen you since the cruise.” though truthfully he had gotten pretty wrapped up in pippa for the rest of his time abroad he didn’t necessarily want her to know that.

[garricklynch-blog]

julietdemitri:

Juliet wandered the halls of Hogwarts aimlessly. She’d finished capturing the footage needed and was enjoying the peace and quiet of the halls. It was rare to find a spot so serene during the end of the year usually, so she treasured the bliss. As she roamed she spotted a familiar wavy haired lad down the hall. In her excitement, she shouted, “Garrick!” and ran towards him, her camera bouncing against her chest. As she grew closer to him she waved and smiled, “Probably looked like a fool sprinting towards you, but what are the odds I happen to run into the one kid I chaperoned that didn’t want to prank me.”

garrick was on his way back to the common room from a particularly exhausting quidditch practice when he heard someone shout his name. he turned around and saw juliet coming towards him and a smile spread onto his face. at her greeting he raised his eyebrows, “some of the other kids were messin’ with ya?” he asked and crossed his arms, “if you give me any names i’m sure i can set them straight,” he offered, only half joking. 

[garricklynch-blog]

clarabaes:

       “       your cat       …       has it always had a german accent       ?      ”       (       &.       @garricklynch        )

garrick gave clara a confused look as a laugh escaped him, “not that i’m aware of, though i’ve never really had a chat with her before.” he narrowed his eyes at her, “can you talk to her?”

[garricklynch-blog]

ccrstcirs:

         a few more sips of her piña colada found pippa curling up against garrick, content to just enjoy their time together. there was no telling what would happen when they were back at hogwarts so the witch wasn’t about to waste any second. she was having fun; it was a VACATION.  thoughts of responsibility and practicality were cast by the wayside.  at the prospect of a real date however — pippa was intrigued.  “a real date?”  her eyebrows raised, leaning back so that she could focus on him.  “what does a real date look like?”  she wondered if he was the hogsmeade type of person, or whether his idea of a date involved exploring parts of the castle.  seeing as the first time they’d kissed had been in a literal ice castle, the odds were stacked against him in terms of topping that!  “that sounds pretty perfect.”  she had to agree with a giggle, pressing a quick kiss to his lips.  he tasted like coconut and promises;  she liked it. 

her question caused a small grin on to spread onto his lips, she was definitely interested and the possibility of something growing with her excited him. “well, we could do really anything. i could take you out to dinner, or we could go down to the lake, or we could mess around with the stuck-up prefects...” he said, suggestions rolling off his tongue. anything he did with pippa would be fun, that much was obvious by now. the short kiss she gave him left him wanting more and he took a sip of his drink as he gave her a suggestive look. “i think earlier you mentioned getting off this beach and going somewhere a little more private?” he said as he finished off the piña colada.

[garricklynch-blog]

ccrstcirs:

    garrick was a scoundrel, wasn’t he ?  that charming smile that had swept her off her feet was now being used as a weapon;  he AIMED it at the chaperone and left her distracted enough to allow pippa to slip by.  her own charms were nothing to be balked at;  piña coladas ( free of charge - keep in mind ) were easily acquired with pink umbrellas garnishing the glasses. it was with subtlety that she slipped past garrick and the chaperone, making her way back to their seats and settling back down into her chair.  with another gaze cast around to make sure no one was watching, pippa transfigured their  piña colada glasses to resemble the dark cups that the non-alcoholic drinks were being poured into. a quick sip confirmed that the taste remained and she grinned. another successful switcharoo. “there you are.”  it was with a bright grin that pippa handed over the disguised drink to garrick when he returned, shifting in her chair so that he could settle in behind her if he wanted.  “if i haven’t said it yet already .. this trip has been INCREDIBLE …”

garrick kept an eye on pippa out of the corner of his eye, making sure she had left the bar before he left the chaperone he had been distracting. he joined her on the chair again, taking his drink with a warm smile. “we make a pretty good team,” he said and clinked his glass against hers before taking a sip. he nodded along in agreement with her statement, “i haven’t been this relaxed and had so much fun in a long time.” he truly was enjoying himself with her, and he was reluctant to admit that the trip would be coming to an end soon and it would be back to the reality of his impending graduation. he pushed those thoughts aside and focused back on her, “so miss carstairs, what do you say i take you out on a real date once we get back to hogwarts?” though garrick was in no means a romantic, the more time he spent with the girl the more he liked her, and it was worth it to him to see where it could go.

[garricklynch-blog]

mcrigolds:

        marigold’s charcoal stained fingers paused,        her aquamarine hues flickering away from her sketchbook and towards garrick instead.        “        hey yeh,        ”        she teased,        jokingly pushing the wizard in the shoulder as he sat back to his full height.        she stared at him as her lips mashed together,        just listening.      “        well,        ”        she began in her thick brighton accent,        “        i’ll probableh go into professional footie        …        intern under my mum a bit,        learn more about herbology all the while and pick that up eventualleh.        but i don’t know.        the wind’s always changing.        never know where it’ll end up blowing me.        besides,        ”        she said with a slight snort,        nudging garrick again,        “        yoh the one whose leaving me all on my lonesome,        remembah        ?        i still have a year to decide.        ”        though they were born in the same year,        goldie had a late birthday.        they were separated by different school years,        and she couldn’t help but think about how odd it’d be when he was no longer around to get into silly shenanigans with.        she cleared her throat,        facing him and giving her full attention.        “        well lets see.        top three jobs yeh would want to have if yeh could       —        GO.        ”

a small smile spread onto his lips as she spoke, he should have guessed she would have everything figured out. she had always been the put-together one in the friendship. “well that sounds like a pretty good way to go, i’m sure it would be helpful to have parents who were part of the wizarding world.” when she reminded him that he was going to have to leave her eventually he felt a pang of sadness run through him, though he knew he would visit often it would still be quite hard to get used to not having her a couple flights of stairs away. “don’t make me feel guilty! if i had my choice i’d stay here another ten years and just keep learning everything i could about magic.” her question elicited a pause from him as he gathered his thoughts, “working for the department of international magical cooperation for the ministry, professional quidditch player, and maybe a professor? so they’re really different, i guess.”

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httpdaphnc:

daphne let out a laugh and shook her head.    “    that’s as much as i’ve got planned out.    i still need to sort other things out.    like living situations and all that,    ”    she said with a shrug.    “    i mean,    there’s nothing    wrong    with that.    maybe you just need to take some time and figure out what you want    ?    i don’t think a career switch is going to be that big of a deal in the long run.    i’m sure there’s something about each that interests you.    ”

“well if you need somewhere to crash my place will always be open! it has an extra room and everything,” he suggested with a smile. “i hope you’re right. i just don’t want to end up back in my mum and dad’s house. i don’t think i could go back to the muggle world knowing what i know about the wizarding world. it would be so incredibly boring.” he gave her a small smile and a shrug, “i’m glad i bumped into you, though. i was just thinking about you earlier today.”

[garricklynch-blog]

ccrstcirs:

         to garrick’s credit, he was saying exactly what pippa wanted to hear. though a part of her was screaming to call him out and suggest he might not mean the things he said, that he just knew what she wanted him to say, a larger part of him decided to let it go. in a move uncharacteristic for pippa, she relaxed.  “you clearly underestimated yourself.”  she sighed, her hand coming down to cover his that was resting on her leg.  “you might be shit at quidditch,”  a smile teased her features; she was kidding! “…but you’re not half bad.”  with another sigh she’d leaned in to kiss him, fingers tangling in the hair at the nape of his neck to pull him in closer again. from somewhere behind them she heard someone scoff, their chair being shifted in the opposite direction.  “get a room.” the other student mumbled, drawing more giggles from pippa as she pulled away. “shall we get those pina coladas we talked about and then head back to the boat?” she raised her eyebrows, flirty tone evident in her voice. 

garrick smiled against her lips as she pulled him in for another kiss, being with pippa was definitely something he could get used to. garrick heard the sounds of discomfort from the other students and when she pulled away and giggled he was tempted to kiss her again she looked so adorable. her suggestion caused a wide grin to spread onto his lips and he leaned in to kiss her cheek one more time before he pushed himself off the chair and offered his hand to her. he kept her fingers intertwined with hers as they made their way over to the bar. there was one chaperone already sitting there, and it was a professor garrick knew quite well and who simply adored him. he turned his head to the side to whisper in pippa’s ear, “i’ll distract her while you get the drinks,” he said before his hand slipped out of pippa’s and he went over to the professor, chatting her up and making sure he back was turned to pippa.

[garricklynch-blog]

ccrstcirs:

       though pippa had been enjoying the time spent with garrick, his words drew a perturbed look from the gryffindor. why was he just now finding her? because he hadn’t been paying attention, of course.  they’d been in the same house for six years, for merlin’s sake!  she was quick to cross her arms over her chest, a shrewd look aimed in his direction as she huffed indignantly.  “seriously? it was one thing to think you were OBLIVIOUS to my charms … but to have never noticed me?” her voice had raised;  the witch was angry and she wasn’t very good at hiding it … not that she was trying.  “we’re in the same bloody house, garrick!”  && she’d also dated half the quidditch team but THAT seemed irrelevant to the current conversation.  “i’ve cheered at every game.  i’ve — honestly, i can’t believe you.”  despite her words, pippa hadn’t thrown a towel at him or stormed off.  all things considered, this conversation hadn’t taken AS bad of a turn as it could have. 

the response that came from pippa was the last thing he expected. his hands snaked away from her figure and rested at his sides, clearly she was upset and probably didn’t want him to be touching her. “i -” he tried to interject, but she cut him off again, her voice growing louder with every word. “listen, i’m sorry. that’s not what i meant,” he tried to explain, though she was extremely intimidated when she was upset. “of course i noticed you, i just mean that it took so long for me to spend time with you. i’ve always thought you were gorgeous from a distance, but i never thought you’d go for me.” he was pulling the words out of thin air, he just didn’t want her to be mad at him when they were getting along so well. he tentatively put a hand on her leg, “it’d be impossible to not notice someone as enchanting as you.”