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  i’ve been kinda quiet on all of my blogs these past couple days bc honestly my writing muse has been a bit lackin’, but – with the start of second semester tomorrow, i just wanna let y’all know that my activity’s gonna be down again bc i ( finally ) get to start flying again and that, on top of the 16 credits i’m taking as well as working part time, is v time consuming !! i’ll be around, i promise! just not as much. in the meantime, if u wanna add me on sk//ype,( let me know ur url first pls ) my username is slightlyinsomniac

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normaltothemax:

With a jolt that she hadn’t expected, the neck snake was lifted off of the ground and up into the air, Max hanging onto the end desperately. She squeaked, wide eyes staring at the human in front of her. Oh dear, they weren’t supposed to spot her! Wings fluttered nervously, a part of her wanting to escape the situation but…he had her neck snake. Max wanted that neck snake. Surprise shifted into a scowl, her grip on the soft fabric tightening.

“It’s mine!” she snapped. “I found the neck snake, so it’s mine for my nest. Let go! Put me down!”

   ah, yes ... he had long since forgotten that fairies were absolutely dreadful creatures to try && reason with -- GENERALLY speaking, newt is kinder && more GIVING to any magical creature, but it is his scarf, one of tremendous personal sentimental value, so he has no intentions of giving it up to satisfy a devious little fairy!! 

   ❛ now that, you see, is precisely where you’re WRONG. ❜ he answers, grip still just as tight around his neck snake. ❛ i ---- can get you something BETTER, if you like. ❜ not that he really knows what could possibly be better for a fairy’s nest than a scarf ... he’ll think of something.

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when u love magical creatures a little TOO much 

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@iinyougo

 She sat among the ashes of her previous home, and her body. Something Amara didn’t expect was to resurrect not just from her own ashes but from Elijahs home. The one he left her, he warned her that she should be careful , that if she ever felt like something was burning inside of her to go somewhere safe. Since he died, home was the only safe place, now it was gone in ash. However she wasn’t a little child like the first time, she was still the same age. Perhaps she was injured and it caused the fire, she didn’t know.

   Well she was busy trying to figure out what happened, her eyes slowly drifted towards the man walking towards her through the ash.

    “W-Where did you come from?” Amara finally spoke when he was only a few feet away.

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   all the ASH && other matter polluting the sky makes it quite hard to see or even breathe, for that matter -- newt squints through it all but continues striding forward nonetheless, lest there be a PHOENIX around ... got to learn more about those for the book he’s writing. so he draws a sleeve up to cover his nose and lips to keep his lungs from BURNING and carries on, deeper into the ash && ruin. what he finds, however, is hardly a magical creature -- a bit of a let down, really ... until he realizes that current circumstances are MOST unlike a normal place for anyone other than a magical creature to be.

   ❛ erm ... just over there--  ❜ his hand muffles his voice while his free hand points in the GENERAL, very vague direction whence he came.  ❛ i-- MIGHT ask you the same. ❜

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moonthropic:

         “…!”

remus is in the middle of changing back into his robes whennewt walks in, all stammering &. red cheeks as he avoidslooking directly at remus. it isn’t entirely necessary — remus has managed all but his shirt, tie, vest, &.cloak — but he appreciates the sentiment behind it, hurriedly buttoning theshirt &. tying his tie so the other boy won’t feel the need. this was awkward, to say the least.

         “it’s…you don’t… ”  ( oh, MERLIN, what should he say?what did anyone say in a situationlike this? ) “ i mean. i don’t actuallylive here. ”  mostlytrue. sure, the shack was built forhim &.his transformations, but they were only one night a month. that’shardly living.  “ er…how much did you see, exactly?”

    && just when he’s about to turn away -- leave and never come back ( although knowing newt, he’ll most likely return another night in the near future to continue his search for creatures ) -- the other’s voice brings his escape to a halt. but he doesn’t dare turn back around again, though the damage has been wrought already ... it may save him any more BLUSHING, at least. ❛ really more than i’d like to--  ❜ 

   ❛ please-- if i MAY ask ... if this isn’t where you reside, what is it you were doing?? ❜ it’s a question he’s more than HESITANT to learn the answer to, but he inquires nonetheless. 

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ravenway:

           ❝ well i can see theresal s and their liek              th emost goffick creture and yuor a prep              because if you erent you coul see them              it’s the onlyi excplantion ❞

    ❛ yes, well-- ❜ it’s all he can really think to say, given the present circumstances ... but even despite his pressing anxiety, he still manages to ask: ❛ would you mind DRAWING one out, please?? ❜

[normaltothemax-moving]

@iinyougo

Initially, Max had been searching for something shiny to take back to her nest. Something that was pretty and sparkled. That changed the moment she spotted the pretty neck snake. It hung from the human’s bed and was oh so soft—it would be perfect! She rubbed her face against it, letting out a happy hum. With a mighty heave, she pulled it off of the bed, the soft neck snake landing in a pile on the floor with a quiet thump. It was heavy, but inch by inch, the fairy pulled the neck snake out of the human’s nest room and around the corner, slowly making her way toward the outside.

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   was-- ... was his scarf CRAWLING away?? of all the things he had expected to find in his room, his yellow && silver, frayed scarf making its GRAND escape was certainly at the bottom of that list ... before it can escape completely, however, he hops forward, pins down one of the edges with the toe of his scuffed leather shoe to stop it, && promptly scoops it up -- only to find a tiny human still attached. --no, definitely not a tiny human, but a FAIRY!! cute little buggers, but buggers nonetheless--

    ❛ hello! SO sorry, but if you would kindly return my scarf, please ... i don’t suppose it’s quite your size. now come on, off you hop--  ❜

[the-bluespirit]

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toerr:

                            she’s  half  turned  to  go  get  his  tea  when  he  speaks  up  again,                   drawing  bright  ceruleans  back  towards  the  man  with  a  quirk  of  her  lips.                   he  was  DIFFERENT  ;  it  was  refreshing.              ❛    ————fill  you  in  ?    ❜                   she  helps  finish  his  sentence  &  smiles  gently.           ❛     give  me  just  a  second  sweetie.    ❜                 finger  is  held  up  to  signal  his  waiting  before  she  hurries  to  go  get  his  tea,             bringing  it  back  to  him  &  sliding  into  the  booth  across  from  him.             ❛   so  what  is  it  you  wanna  know  ?              can’t  say  i’m  too  invested  in  anythin’  happenin’  around  town  but  i  DO  hear  people  talkin’  all  day  long.              as  long  as  you  don’t  go  askin’  me  about  the  rain.           i  ain’t  got  one  clue  as  to  why  it’s  been  raining  so  much  this  month.    ❜

    ❛ yes, thank you-- that. ❜ && thus the waiting game begins, no matter how short ... he spends whatever SHORT amount of time he has before her return riffling through the newspaper once more in search of the article of aforementioned interest. his search pauses on the image of certain DESTRUCTION: a street nearly split into two halves by the sheer force of something -- an earthquake, perhaps. or perhaps it was something much more nefarious ... anyhow, it && the article it was associated is puzzling to newt to say the least, but then again, almost anything related to MUGGLES is almost completely unfamiliar to him. 

    ❛ so sorry to disappoint, but erm ... i don’t believe this is in any way related to WEATHER PATTERNS--  ❜ as he speaks, he spreads the newspaper down upon the table -- careful to avoid the freshly place tea, of course -- so she can better see the headline he’s inquiring about. ❛ has this happened in new york before?? ❜

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oceanfreed:

♥ – With a soft quirk of her lips, the beauty lowered her eyes just ask quick as their eyes had made contact. She couldn’t stop the silly grin that played its way onto her porcelain features –it was stupidly INEVITABLE. “ — Some of us have been through more than just STICKS and STONES. – Yet we push on.” That was when her focus met his again. “ —— Does that make BOTH of us rather fascinating?”

   ❛ NO. ❜ the word comes instantaneously ... it’s the follow-up that arrives a few moments after. ❛ no ... just-- just you, i’m afraid. why on earth would anyone consider me fascinating?? i’d say i’m quite BORING, actually, which is exactly what i prefer. ❜

[jaimelannistre-archived]

    Try to see what I see. We are so lucky we are still alive to see this beautiful world.

                              I’ve seen many things, my friend. But you’re right.                        Nothing q u i t e  a s  w o n d e r f u l as the things you see.

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❝ Oh look, the little beast is about to fall off the cliff. ❞

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   ❛ oh – no reason to panic!! that’s … perfectly normal behavior, actually.  LOBBERLEMMINGS have a slight tendency to heave themselves over the edge of the tallest structure they can find … cliffs, for example. PECULIAR as it may be … they seem to think it’s fun. ❜ interested eyes follow the small && rodentlike creature as it scurries to the edge of the VAST cliffside … all the way until it DISAPPEARS without a trace; down, down, DOWN. 

   ❛ –he won’t be INJURED, if that’s what concerns you. lobberlemmings also have the ability to teleport miraculously.  ❜

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                                            ❛    well.            aren’t  YOU  just  the  cutest  thing  this  side  of  the  manhattan.   ❜             hand  is  placed  on  curved  hip  as  coffee  pot  is  catered  in  other  hand,                  head  cocking  to  the  side  as  she  takes  in  the  male  hunched  over  in  his  seat  there  at  the  table.                    ❛      i  heard  ya’  reading  the  paper  earlier.                 you’re  not  from  around  here  are  ya’,          english  ?                GOOD.          i  could  use  someone  with  more  than  a  stuffy  brooklyn  accent  &  a  bad  mornin’  attitude.                can  i  get  ya’  some  coffee  ?               or  do  you  prefer  tea  ?     ❜ 

@iinyougo​  //  ANGIE 

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  well -- AMERICANS certainly lived up to their extroverted stereotypes ... even the waitresses bubbled with conversation. it’s taken him by a little bit of SURPRISE, actually, && it takes a moment for him to realize that her words are directed at him. light irises shift away from the small text of the newspaper to meet her gaze, but the corners of his lips curl into a hesitant, but nonetheless CORDIAL smile.  ❛ what gave it away?? ❜ it’s meant to be more COMEDIC than a serious inquiry -- foreign accents, he’s found, do tend to draw more attention from the locals. ❛ yes-- tea’s fine, thank you. ❜

   a pause ... && of course, he waits until the very last second before he speaks up. ❛ ACTUALLY -- i read something quite concerning && was curious if you could ... um.  ❜ fill him in , explain a bit more -- that’s what he means, anyway, but ... words are quite DIFFICULT sometimes.  

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a curious man and a curious beast were a bad duo, and trico eyes the small human with a calm, dark gaze. if he knew any better, the man wasn't exactly the smartest, to inch his way closer, but ruffled feathers and a low rumbling should hopefully be enough to deter anyone.

    light && precarious feet lead newt to the larger creature all while innocent ADMIRATION glows ever so faintly within the depths of olive irises … it is the conquest of man, to understand && uncover the shrouded secrets of something ( or rather, someone ) so magnificent … but as a man with GREAT understanding of beasts and mannerisms common in fauna throughout, he knows the LIMITS to which his curiosity is constrained; it should never compromise another’s comfort. as feathers rustle && the rumble resonates, his journey toward the creature immediately draws to a halt and a previously extended palm lowers to his side, no matter how innocuous. 

   but REASSURING words do escape newt to better declare his intentions in hopes to soothe the beast …  ❛ hello– ❜  a tender greeting.  ❛ easy; you’re alright. i’m not here to cause any hurt, i promise you … i just, um– would like to take a brief PEEK, if you wouldn’t mind. ❜

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