so i might be on at the weekend but i’m spending a lot of time at my boyfriends right now, so i might not be around until like tuesday / wednesday !

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so i might be on at the weekend but i’m spending a lot of time at my boyfriends right now, so i might not be around until like tuesday / wednesday !
BOOK STARTERS VOL.32 ( WICKED ) ( GREGORY MAGUIRE )
❛ Nothing is written in the stars. Not these stars, nor any others. No one controls your destiny. ❜
❛ People who claim that they’re evil are usually no worse than the rest of us. ❜
❛ Happy endings are still endings. ❜
❛ We believe in all sorts of things that aren’t true; – we call it history. ❜
❛ Does the devil ever struggle to be good again, or if so is he not a devil? ❜
❛ In the lives of children, pumpkins turn into coaches, mice and rats turn into men. When we grow up, we realise it is far more common for men to turn into rats. ❜
❛ Girls need cold anger. They need the cold simmer, the ceaseless grudge, the talent to avoid forgiveness, the side stepping of compromise. ❜
❛ Love makes hunters of us all. ❜
❛ There is much to hate in this world and way too much to love. ❜
❛ You confuse not speaking with not listening. ❜
❛ As long as people are going to call you a lunatic anyway, why not get the benefit of it? It liberates you from convention. ❜
❛ The eye is always caught by light, but shadows have more to say. ❜
❛ Not everyone is born a witch or a saint. Not everyone is born talented, or crooked, or blessed; some are born definite in no particular at all. ❜
❛ We are a fountain of shimmering contradictions, most of us. ❜
❛ The wickedness of men is that their power breeds stupidity and blindness. ❜
❛ I know you don’t want to hear this but someone has to say it! You are out of control! ❜
❛ Even at the very worst - there is always choice. ❜
❛ Maybe the definition of home is the place where you are never forgiven. So you may always belong there, bound by guilt. And maybe the cost of belonging is worth it. ❜
❛ Cross a man and you struggle, one of you wins, you adjust and go on – or you lie there dead. Cross a woman and the entire universe is changed. ❜
❛ That was such a wonderful time, even in its strangeness and sadness. Life isn’t the same now. It’s wonderful, but it isn’t the same. ❜
❛ I don’t care for approval, and I don’t mind doing without. ❜
❛ It’s where I live. A permanent state of bereavement. This is nothing new. ❜
❛ Always the bridesmaid, never the bride. Always the godfather, never the god. ❜
❛ The world unwraps itself to you, again and again as soon as you are ready to see it anew. ❜
❛ Evil is an act, not an appetite. Everyone has the appetite. If you give in to it, that act is evil. The appetite is normal. ❜
❛ How many haven’t wanted to slash the throat of some boor across the dining room table? ❜
❛ Even God used silence as a strategy. ❜
❛ I learned failure early and mastered it. ❜
❛ It isn’t whether you do it well or ill, it’s that you do it all. ❜
❛ This is why you shouldn’t fall in love, it blinds you. Love is a very wicked distraction. ❜
❛ Wisdom is not the understanding of mystery. Wisdom is accepting that mystery is beyond understanding. That’s what makes it mystery. ❜
❛ Wrong takes an awful long time to be proven, in my experience. ❜
❛ Such brightness, as you know, decays brilliantly. ❜
❛ I take responsibility only for the future, not the past. The past can’t hurt you the way the future can. ❜
❛ Tell me to mind my own business, tell me to go fuck myself, to piss off, go on, say it, but don’t tell me nothing’s wrong. ❜
❛ The truth isn’t a thing of fact or reason. It is simply what everyone agrees on. ❜
❛ One can’t make peace with another by force. ❜
❛ I am a forgettable leaf on a tree. ❜
❛ That’s all I want; — to do no harm. ❜
❛ I only believe in the opposite of luck, whatever that is. ❜
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here i am releasing yet another harry potter indie masterlist into the world. to be added, simply reblog with your character name and primary era (riddle, marauders, post-potter, etc) in the tags.
the list can be found here.
might be around for a little bit in the morning but if not i won’t be back until probably wednesday night / thursday !
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ALICE.
“Sorry, love. I don’t mean to interrupt,” Alice sighed, looking down at him with notepad in hand. She’d seen him around before, but never been the one to take his order. He seemed to enjoy just sitting there. She didn’t want to bother him—she wouldn’t have, if her boss didn’t insist. “My boss says you have to order or clear the table. I wish it wasn’t so… Can I get you anything?”
“oh.” he fiddled with the earbud as he looked down at the menu. it had been a long time since he ordered anything really. “how about a coke ? and some fries ? will that be enough to keep my seat ?” baby asked, a small smile coming to his lips as he glanced up at the females name tag. “alice ? you have one quite legendary song named after you, alice. a fair few actually, but unfortunately there’s one not so NICE song by a not so great person that comes to mind first. would you like to listen ?” baby asked, as he pulled out his classic ipod. he was sure he had it on there somewhere.
ALICE.
“But our next test is only a few days away,” Alice frowned, looking up at him in surprise. “You can’t keep missing study group. Have you studied at all on your own?”
“you’re not going to believe me even if i say yes, right ?” the male asked, already knowing the answer. the TRUTH was that no, he hadn’t particularly studied all that much, but he did have an awfully good memory, so wasn’t the type to really need to stufy anyway. it just helped him to bounce his ideas off of others. “i’ll make the next one, i promise. just not tonight. i’m too EXHAUSTED.”
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are you wondering about turning a meme into a thread ?
do it.
if you’re worried or concerned that i may not be okay with it, you have nothing to be anxious about. i approve turning memes to threads 100%. actually, i prefer it ! you don’t even have to ask ever, okay ? it is always, always, always okay with me.
so, go ahead. turn that meme into a thread.
i am so bad with starters, but i always want to interact with everyone, and this is, in my opinion, the best way to do it.
fallesto:
Grief has taken hold of the youth. His brother lays dead in the family crept. His grandfather rests besides him and now there family was on the verge of ruin. Like the young lion, the elder did not want power. He did not ask for the golden pin that had been placed upon him, now did he lust for the power that came with being the hand of the king. He wanted to be at the rock, to see out his last days there in comfort and to try and pull his son back into his arms and undo the damage done to him by the sparrows.
“He was the true king, but no more.” He approached, the boy has been through so much. The loss of his brother, his sister, his grandfather. His mother and his wife even his brother in law have been taking hostage by the sparrows, it was only them. The only lions that mattered now. “You cannot blame yourself for what has happened.” The hand would utter as he reached out and placed his hand on his shoulder. He reminded him of his own son who had perished deep in the north, how he wished he could have prevented that, but at least now he can ensure that no more harm comes to any more of his flesh and blood.
“You must be strong, for your mother, for your queen and for your people.”
“you’re wrong, he’s not dead. they’re not captured. i’m not alone, because i can’t do this on my own. i don’t know how i was never trained ! not how joffrey was. no one ever expected me to have to step up and become king. i am too young it’s not fair.” tommen pleaded, though he knew there was no other choice, and now he’d just have to trust his adviser. the young baratheon boy took some deep breaths and met eyes with the other. “the sparrows are traitors to the CROWN, and are making their own laws. they are not following the rules of our true gods. they must be captured on sight. that’s what mother would say. she would order them to be captured, and pressed for information before being...” he trailed off, swallowing thickly. “before making an example of them. we must rescue my queen, and my mother. we must rescue anyone who survives and capture those who oppose us. joffrey would order their heads... i just order the hostages be rescued safely. can we do that ?”
RENLY BARATHEON.
“I had asked her not to come here.” The king commented as he sat in his chair. Upon his table sat his golden crown, the antlers twisting and turning with the roses mixed within them. He just stares at it and sighed. It was only months ago that Ser Loras would mock that he would make for a wonderful king and here he sat, the king in the south. A king with the largest army the kingdoms have ever know and a king who very little pledged themselves to.
“She is adjusting to life in a military encampment.” The king spoke honest and true to the man before him. This was no place for a lady, for his wife, for a queen, yet she would not take no for an answer. This past week, has been nothing but war counsels and the queen has been seen very little off as she tents to her own matters. Lions and wolf continue to fight and slaughter one another and the stag kings generals have yet to come to a decision on when they march upon the capital.
“Rest easy Ser Loras for there is no safer place in all the lands that right here.”
“my sister adjusts to things very quickly, my king. her knowledge and wise words are missed here.” loras implored, hating being parted from margaery. since they were babes, they had rarely been parted. this past week was the longest he had been without her and he did not like it one bit. “i know, this is the safest place she could be, but she is as wise as my grandmother. she could be of GREAT HELP, my king, instead of whatever it is she tasks herself with from day to day when she’s not by your side.” as lord commander of renly’s RAINBOW GUARD, loras was sworn to protect the king with his life, and that was what he would do. though, he truly believed margaery’s insight would help them all live a while longer.
“apologies, my king. you sent for me ? can i do something for you ?” renly baratheon was an extremely attractive man. loras had noticed that the moment he’d lay eyes on the king. he’d made sure that it was he who would be made lord commander, made sure to prove himself --- though that wasn’t necessarily needed. many knew the stories of the knight of flowers. who better to be tasked with protecting the king ?
RENLY BARATHEON.
The might of the stormlands and highgarden. That was what lay before them, that’s what he leaned forward to look upon with his own eyes. This day he would no longer be a fawn, but a stag who would proudly wear a golden crown upon his head. His antlers would fully grow and he will step out of the shadows of his elder brothers. Some may call him foolish, others may call him a traitor, but he knew in his heart he was the only one worthy enough to rule these kingdoms, he knew there was no one better for the task.
“They gather for what is to come.” He comments as he leans forward and looks down. His brother had died and he had fled here. The warden had promised him an army, gold to fund the war to come and food to ensure there lands will not suffer as the other lands suffer. He managed to hide a smile, he had never wanted the crown, but fate had other plans for him as he turned around to look at the one who spoke this words. Taking back by the presence of the woman and he resemblance to Ser Loras.
“I am sorry my lady, that we meet on the day of our wedding.”
at his words she smiled, and stopped trying to see past the sea of people, for she knew what was to come. renly would take the iron throne, and margaery would rule beside him. together they would be KING AND QUEEN of the seven kingdoms, and their reign would truly be something that the whole realm would be thankful for. “it is better to meet on the day of, rather than at our wedding, do you not think ?” margaery asked, her signature sly smile on her lips. she truly was her grandmothers granddaughter. just as smart, and just as cunning. but with renly, she didn’t feel like she needed to be. they both wanted the same thing, and that was to be good for the seven kingdoms, and to rescue them from the lions jaws.
“some say it is bad luck to see each other before the wedding, but i do not believe in luck. what happens is what we make happen, after all.” margaery shrugged as her gaze moved to focus on renly himself. “i hope that i can make you happy in marriage, MY KING.”
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“ser, you gave me a fright.” tommen chuckled, biting down on his lower lip as he looked over the tyrell son. “i trust you are enjoying your stay in kings landing ? alas, it’s not as PRETTY as highgarden if tales are true, but i hope you have everything you could wish for ?”
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“what ? spiderman ? i mean, i think he’s pretty cool. less vigilante, more the hero we never asked for.” peter chimed in, despite having NOT BEEN ASKED. “what do you think ?”
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“my brother is CRUEL and mean, but he is my brother still. i will support him until his last breath.” tommen murmured to the other, voice quiet as he looked down at the ground. “he is the true king.”
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“my sister, have you seen her ? i haven’t seen her in about a week.” that was unusual, that was for sure. they did everything together, went everywhere together. they were joined at the hip most days, even though they had different plans during the day.