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@genesisolli
Genesis: You really wanna go there with me?
Alecto: Oh I went there, bought a house, moved in bitch. Now I'm remodelling the kitchen.
'Don’t drink this.' The writing taunted her ocean orbs. Why would her father send her something she couldn’t even drink? Was this some sort of test? Genesis knew she had upset her father with her underhanded deals over break to learn more about her muggle heritage. She didn’t think he would endanger his only heir over something so foolish. Rolling her eyes she let out a dejected sigh before returning her attention to the text book in front of her. Tapping the tip of her quill against the book aggressively she finally gives in. Popping the lid off the vial in front of her, before she took a steady eye to her surroundings. Her hiding spot of choice having been the room the Frog Choir had exited out of earlier in the evening.
No witnesses. No one to talk her out of drinking a questionable substance. So, she places the vial to her lips and drinks the liquid. It was an odd taste, something bitter but the after taste was sweet as sugar. The area around her started to glow and she muttered a quick ‘fuck’. The mic on its stand compelled her towards it. It whispered her name across the air sending vibrating chills to her heart. Goosebumps pertruded out of the pores in her skin. She stands up abruptly, the forgotten book in her lap thuds against the ground.
The recklessness in her blood magnified with a dangerous numbing emotion. Her fingers wrap around the mic stand as she lets the words flow from her lips harmoniously.
♫ Half past twelve
And I'm watching the late show in my flat all alone
How I hate to spend the evening on my own
Autumn winds
Blowing outside my window as I look around the room
And it makes me so depressed to see the gloom
Is there a man out there
Someone to hear my prayers
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight
Won't somebody help me chase the shadows away
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight
Take me through the darkness to the break of the day ♫
genesisolli
“You and me both. Why would you have rather been in school?”
“ school or anywhere is better than being around my parents. ”
“Truer words have never been spoken. If you ever need a scapegoat, break your wand and come to Ollivanders. I might even get a lunch break then.”
genesisolli:
Genesis purses her lips at Phobe trying to figure out if she knew the girl. It could just be that she has been working at the Wand Shoppe and her brain is punishing her. “It’s not that. You look familiar. Did you get your wand at Ollivanders?”
Looking at the other for a moment she gave her a nod after thinking about it Phobe couldn’t forget something like that. “Uh- yeah.” She finally let out giving the other female a shrug.
“Sorry to be kind of creepy about that stare. I hadn’t noticed how long I had been at it. I’m Genesis Ollivander. I think I was working the counter when you came in for your wand.” Of course she would have been a child herself at the time likely.
genesisolli:
Genesis spun and turned to look at Vale with annoyance. “And you’re what they would call Sans couilles.” Curiosity kept her in the same spot, as she waited to see if he recognized the insult she hurled back at him.
“Aren’t you charming? I just remembered I missed you and your abilities.” Vale replied, flashing her a grin before taking out his badly scratched wand. “I had a little accident. It was truly an accident. I didn’t do anything… what’s the word, bad.” For once he was telling the truth. he had dropped it while out in france and someone had run over it with a car. “And I do have them, wanna see?”
Of course he missed her abilities. Genesis didn’t have to put her brain to extreme measures to figure out what he wanted. It’s no surprise at all that his wand looks like shit. Her eyes set on the wand as she arched a brow towards it, and reached out her hand motioning for him to hand it over to her. “Truly an accident?” She repeated skeptically. Blue spheres gazed through him as he mentioned doing nothing bad and she scoffed. “I don’t believe that. You’re always up to some sort of 'bad' tomfoolery. However, I’ll fix it. Because I hate seeing broken wands.. unless I break them.” The answer is quickly huffed out entangled with a snicker at his next comment. “No, merci beaucoup. You’re not my type, and I don’t want to laugh at your expense.” Almost as quickly as she spoke those words, she contemplates having a change of mind.There’s no way this bloke was serious about this.
“Hey you, yeah you,” Vale said calling out to no one in particular, “you are what the french call les incompétents.”
Genesis spun and turned to look at Vale with annoyance. “And you’re what they would call Sans couilles.” Curiosity kept her in the same spot, as she waited to see if he recognized the insult she hurled back at him.
“ it’s too late for this but i honestly wish i stayed in school during break. ”
“You and me both. Why would you have rather been in school?
“I’m new. I don’t have a disease so if you can stop staring that would be fucking great.” Phobe said looking into the direction of the stranger as her arms crossed.
Genesis purses her lips at Phobe trying to figure out if she knew the girl. It could just be that she has been working at the Wand Shoppe and her brain is punishing her. “It’s not that. You look familiar. Did you get your wand at Ollivanders?”
heavy eyelids struggled to open as his unplanned nap was disturbed. normally, irritation would flood hid veins and annoyance would be splayed all over his face. but with the sudden disorientation, it was hard to be irritated as he was focused on an attempt to figure out where exactly he was. library. his mind filled as amber orbs traveled slowly from side to side. remus now remembers the essay he was writing, the quiet sounds of quills scratching on parchment lulled his always tired mind into a dreamless sleep. however, the sleep had been interrupted by the dark shadow that loomed over his hunched form. expressionless eyes rolled towards the sky, landing on said figure as his body contorted to face them.
“do you want something?”
Sometimes her mind wandered and left her body alone to try to coordinate stepping on its own. In short, at times she was a walking disaster. This came to fruition while she walked by the sleeping boy, the different vials of ingredients clanking and rolling across the floor. Genesis frowned slightly, but cleared her throat when she realized whom she had disturbed. “Sorry about that.” She says quickly kneeling beside him to pick up the vials that were at her fingertips, quickly stuffing them back into the box. This was uncomfortable, she moved her eyes to scan the room around them. “You shouldn’t.. Probably sleep here. I heard Peeves hung the last poor soul by their knickers.” One vial she had forgotten by her shoe, “Always the bloody unicorn hair." She muttered irritably lowering herself down to retrieve it.
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NAME: Cookie
RINGTONE: Be Our Guest - Angela Lansbury, Jerry Orbach
PICTURE:
LAST TEXT RECEIVED: [Cookie] I made a batch of brownies.
LAST TEXT SENT: [Me ► Cookie] Did you know types of mistletoe are poisonous? I started to read about it, because I wondered if you could use it instead of roses. Never mind!
my lyrics are my diary - you’re hearing every detail of my life.
☎ Claire
NAME: Claire Bear ( @clairexxfawley )
RINGTONE: Run The World (Girls) - Beyonce
PICTURE:
LAST TEXT RECEIVED: [Claire Bear] Ugh. I can’t fucking stand him. Hogsmeade.
LAST TEXT SENT: [ Me ► Claire Bear] Who???? & yes.
☎ Vale
NAME: #1 ( @vmulciber )
RINGTONE: Help! - The Beatles
PICTURE:
LAST TEXT RECEIVED: [#1] Where are you?
LAST TEXT SENT: [Me ► #1] Come keep me company.
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@genesisolli
“It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”
“I see. It’s a real shame you let others easily pick on you.”