cruel ways

so I wrapped myself around them and crushed them. so I made efforts for myself because they didn’t think I was worth one. sheep are eaten by lions and lions are caged by men. but a snake can’t be poisoned by it’s own venom so I think I’ll be okay. isodora adrina bulstrode. 23. ravenclaw.

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It’s twenty two, not thirty five. Don’t look at me like that. 

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I didn’t realize I was looking at you in a particular way.

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picavirgo:

[ she shifts, looking uncomfortable as she stands there waiting for isodora to look up, before she purses her lips and nods at her ] H-Hey. [ she pauses a moment longer before she holds up a book ] Do you know Latin?

Yeah, I actually just came across it on this dig in Fiji and- {isodora paused, cutting herself off before she started talking too much and just nodded again} Latin is important when it comes to ancient runes. Why? 

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Did you need something? 

@brontemacnair

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{Isodora was scribbling furiously in a notebook, not noticing her until a shadow fell across the features. She looked up, it taking a moment to long for her to school her surprise in an impassive expression} Hey.

@picavirgo

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“I had learned early to assume something dark and lethal hidden at the heart of anything I loved. When I couldn’t find it, I responded, bewildered and wary, in the only way I knew how: by planting it there myself.”

Tana French, In The Woods 

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sinners never sleep;

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atticus-rowle:

He gave a stiff nod, head rolling to the side as she would continue, “No, they are not,” would be his answer to the question she hadn’t asked, “And the world keeps moving.”

“No it would take more for the world to stop spinning,” she tapped her fingers on the desk, concern visible on her features for him over everything from Lavinia leaving to his impending fatherhood, before finally asking, “And-so- how are you?” 

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TOP 50 CHARACTERS (as voted by my followers) - #28. Michaela Pratt “When have I ever done anything stupid?”

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sinners never sleep;

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atticus-rowle:

His features remained unreadable as she would speak, that mentioning of his sister earning a near inaudible grunt from his lips before finally he would speak, “Good to hear that the rumour mill still rolls.”

“The rumour mill always rolls. Idleness leads to gossip,” she tapped her nails on the desk, still looking at him, not missing the small reaction he gave. “They aren’t only rumours though,” it was more of a statement than a question.

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sinners never sleep;

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atticus-rowle:

“It was illogical for you to think that I would be long,” he told her simply, knowing she would understand his inability to be sociable with others. “Interesting?”

She raised an eyebrow, but conceded with a small nod. Isodora had always been the talkative one, even among the two of them. “Busy, if not interesting, but that is nothing new” she shrugged, before adding bluntly, “A wife, a child on the way, a sister who’s now a blood traitor. Only what I’ve heard and I’ve only been back for three days.” 

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bloody-avery:

Honey, I don’t wear shoes that I can’t run in fight in. 

What if you have to run over a metal grate?

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grimgersnaps:

You could be psychic, I dunno’.

Oh, I’m always skeptical about psychics.

[picavirgo]

this heart is paper thin; flashback

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picavirgo:

So what? Isodora– [ she reaches forward, grabbing isodora’s arm ] What does it matter?

It matters- {she replied sharply, tugging her arm back as she turned around} I can’t- I don’t want to be associated with a Muggleborn {she paused before adding steadily, thinking about her own family as she said the words} They ruin everything.

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vincecrabbe:

( he smiles a little too, moving with the nudge even though he hardly even felt it ) Well, I would tell you if they’re reliable or not, but I don’t read much…you know that. ( his eyes widen ) I’m getting bloody married. How’s that for something you’ve missed, yeah? 

I know, I think I can draw my own conclusions {she raised an eyebrow, teasingly} Of course you are, it was only a matter of time. {Isodora smiled} Tell me about her. Who is it? Are you- satisfied?

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lavinia-rowle:

“But not all feelings are stemmed from ignorance.” She pointed out with a huff. “Yeah, well, there’s a lot of stupid out in the world. But harmless stupid until people in power exploit it. And to exploit it, those people fuel the fire making that distrust even worse.”

“There’s no such thing as harmless stupid. Don’t be so naive, Lavinia,” she raised an eyebrow, “People use whatever they can to get what they want. Even if its hate.”

[lycanqueer]

–tell me a secret.           –what kind of secret?      –any kind. (there is light in your eyes and dark in your soul, and i would not change a thing about you for all the treasures in the universe. your very existence is a paradox, a contradiction i could spend centuries studying without a thought to understanding.)           –i don’t have any secrets.      –that’s a lie. everyone has secrets. (you have haunted my thoughts and my dreams since the moment i laid eyes on you. i have memorized the slant of your brow and the wave in your hair, the sweep of your lashes and the rhythm of your steps. i would know you blind, deaf, numb, in this world or any other.)           –alright, here’s a secret: i’m afraid.      –of what? (eternity. oblivion. crowded rooms and authority figures and being alone too long and you, i’m terrified of you because you have the power to destroy me and you don’t even know it, you have no idea. i’m less afraid of dying than i am of losing you and that scares me too.)           –spiders.      –you’re joking.           –no, really. it’s the legs, i think. and the eyes.       –tell me another one. (i love you.)

things i wish you’d never asked || jph (via perichareia)

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#me as hell

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