she's better on your side

[ivettexmonroe]

→  diagon  alley  is  home  to  many  ,  a  direct  connection  to  the  wizarding  world  ,  right  in  the  centre  of  london  ,  many  people  like  IVETTE MONROE  ,  spend  majority  of  her time  in  the  busy  alley  ,  people  know  her as  the twenty three year  old  who  is  a  past  slytherin graduate  ,  now  working  as  a COURT SCRIBE,  i  think  the  role  suits  them  perfectly  as  i  think  they  are  DEDICATED  but  also  they  can  be  JUDGEMENTAL  ,  but  that's  just  my  opinion  .  

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mcklene​.

Her voice was the first thing to break silence and for a moment, it felt like the air had cracked when she did so. Marlene only felt as if her ears went back to normal when it was Ivy who replied. It was a rather bare place, but so few people were taking to the streets right now. Anything was better than solitude. “Fine.” She answered, shortly. There was little to say, and her body wanted to complete tasks. How odd that seemed. The systematic pull was to shove ingredients into a basket, no sense was to what they would concoct. “Are you?” It was okay to be polite, another voice said inside her head. Words felt swallowed, unusual for her talkative being.

   She knew that type of reaction all too well. What was there to really talk about if they were being honest? Tragedy had struck and now they all had to figure out how to go about their days somehow. Life didn’t stop for anyone after all. She watched as she began to put ingredients into the basket and she finally looked back up at her. “Managing.” She had avoided going home. She didn’t want to hear the happiness in her father’s voice when the event was spoken about. Ivy felt sick to her stomach just thinking about it. “Are you going to cook something special?” She asked trying to push away from the heaviness that lingered around them. 

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vmycvs-cvrrvw​.

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Typically, Amycus was not a fan of interference - people needed to stay out of his business no matter where he was conducting it. Unfortunately, though, for Amycus, he had very rarely gotten his way on that matter, people were always in his business, always telling what he needed to do or not do, and, predictably, that had really only increased as he’d assumed his father’s seat on the court. So as he turned to look at Ivy, blinking at her as he tried to bring himself back into the present moment that she and the crowd around them were currently a part of, he was confused at first. He knew her, but didn’t, and that was the case so often for Amycus that it provided the perfect distraction. “You’re probably right,” he said, nodding. He didn’t look down to verify, eyes falling instead on the offered handkerchief, and he hesitated. It was kind, but he’d ruin it, he was sure. He fished a wand out of his pocket, cast a quick and silent cleansing charm to rid himself of the mess, and then gave her as kind a smile as he could mange as he tucked the wand away once more. His temper blown over now, the blond had all but forgotten his scuffle. “Things get a little out of hand on this side of town from time to time.”

   There was a brief moment of fear that struck Ivy. Sometimes people who were caught in their moment of rage didn’t see reason or didn’t see clearly and anyone was an enemy in that moment. She had learned that with her father. It was something that was rarely spoken at the Monroe household but she remembers clearly the pain from being hit right across the face. It’s as if she’s bracing herself for impact. Her shoulders were tense and she was gripping onto the strap of her bag tightly but then that eased up when he finally spoke up. There was so much blood but it didn’t bother Ivy. She wasn’t very squeamish to begin with. She pulled back her handkerchief and put it away when he didn’t take it. “I know. It’s not my first run in with one.” She said as she looked around as the people behind him gathered the other man. “Sorry about that. I know it’s not my place but I tend to react and not think.” 

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aliejohnson​.

⤑ ☾ “I may have just been yanking your chain,” she chuckled, lightly tapping her friend’s nose playfully. Alie turned her attention up to the ceiling. “It’d mean moving a lot of stuff, reorganizing,” she trailed off, fingers drumming against her stomach lightly, “eh, fuck it. Lets do it. I’ll slowly start to bring my things over, leave the furniture for last until we can figure out where to put it. I love you too much to deny you.”

   Ivy couldn’t help but giggle when she said that she’d move in with her. Alie was her best friend and at the end of the day, she figured they’d both benefit from them living together. Less rent. More time together. What was the loss here? “I don’t have a lot of furniture so that should be easy. I’ve slowly been trying to buy some here and there but being a scribe doesn’t pay that amazingly as others might think.” She then leaned into her closer, “It’ll be like a sleep over every night. I’m so excited!” 

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arctuurusregulus​.

who: open where: leaky cauldron

Regulus had many other things he’d rather have done on a day off, but Amycus had kept going on about cleanup and the Mulcibers’ shop and the owl shop. Next thing Reg knew, it was evening and he’d spent the entire day casting repair spells and healing the ten thousandth person who’d tried to pick up broken glass with their bare hands. The pint in his hand was well-earned, goddammit.

“At least it was only the one man, right?” he said, making a face once he realised how that sounded. “I mean, I heard about the attack and thought it’d be all hands on deck at Mugo’s. Diagon Alley, y’know? But the worst thing I healed today was a broken toe– someone dropped a brick on their foot.”

     Ivy looked in the direction of his voice and she stared at him one moment in disbelief. It was only one man, yes but Ivy felt like this was just the beginning and apart from that, he was so young still. Barely an adult. How could he speak of it in such a way like it wasn’t a big deal? She bit her tongue and remained silent as she looked away. She wasn’t sure if it was even worth her time to explain how it shouldn’t have been anyone. She decided against it. Her usual spark wasn’t there and she felt a sort of heaviness that she didn’t have the patience for this.     She listened to what he said next and cleared her throat as she took a sip of her own drink. “People tend to react without thinking in times of tragedy. To be honest, that’s a good thing. Someone else could have died. A broken toe is ideal, isn’t it?” 

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mcklene​.

There was a softness to her step that morning, as if she may disturb the eerie quiet that had come over nearly everywhere. The wind was the loudest thing, even voices were barely beyond a whisper and Marlene scuffed her feet on the stone just to create some sound. The silence was a discomfort that left her quite a l o n e on the quiet street. Yet, the girl was not one to ever be afraid. She was off from training for the morning and thought, perhaps there was something she could do to make this better, for Mary and Lily at least. But she could not think of what, so at dawn, in chilled bright light she took the corner farthest from any destruction or sign of magic at all.

She’d make breakfast. She’d try. 

A small market was already open. She could see from the broom that swept itself along the floor, little pillar of dust forming, that she was at least in a place she could apparate back with some treats or goodies, or eggs. “You’re open right?” She asked, as if she hadn’t just barged in.

   Ivy had heard about the attack from her father. It’s not that big of a deal. The idea made her sick that her father didn’t care that someone lost their life. Someone so young. Ivy had been going around seeing if there was anything she could do to help. Any way that she could make up for the sick thought in the back of her mind that maybe her parents knew about this and didn’t tell her because they knew she’d tell whoever would listen. They didn’t have the mark but they didn’t disagree with the ideals of the death eaters. She heard a voice and turned around to see who it belonged to.  “Oh-- no, I don’t work here. Sorry Marlene but I do think they are open. I’m just here to see if everyone’s okay.. are you okay?” 

[alishasboe]

TARA SCOTT + FASHION

DO REVENGE (2022) dir. Jennifer Kaytin Robinson

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themxgglebrn​.

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♕ —- Unable to stop herself, Mary lower lip. Ivy wasn’t wrong, Mary hadn’t brought her friend around to her parents but honestly, she didn’t bring very many of her friends to meet her parents. Her mother was just fine and welcoming but there was always tension when her father was around. “Yeah, mum has a bunch of family recipes that she loves to share,” she said with a shake of her head. “Her Sunday morning breakfast though… that’s to die for.”

   “Mine won’t compete even close to your mum’s but I do make pretty good bacon. I was actually reading how to make jam the other day. It’s pretty easy.” She admitted and took a moment to glance around them. Despite numbers being stronger, they should honestly still be cautious. “Do you think they’d all like to join us for our breakfast supper?” 

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vmycvs-cvrrvw​.

VIOLENCE TW / BLOOD(Y GIF) TW who: Open (but you are a witness, no victims thank you) where: outside the White Wyvern, Knockturn Alley

The scene he was creating was a pretty familiar one - though, perhaps, maybe, possibly, this version of it hadn’t really come out in a while. Though no one would ever accuse Amycus Carrow of preferring to take the high road, it had definitely been several months since he’d sent someone out of the window of the Wyvern … and followed after them – vaulting (mostly) cleanly through the shattered glass – to continue delivering the merciless beating the poor bastard was on the receiving end of. And because it had been a while since he’d had a scrap** like this, it was several minutes until Amycus registered that someone was speaking to him at all, though he didn’t recognize the voice; the blond was elsewhere mentally, and all but entirely checked out. “I’m uh… I’m a little occupied at the moment, did you need somethin’ or..?” he asked, a little gruffly, but not actually rudely - and to be fair to Amycus, he was exerting himself quite a lot just then.

**Summer note: it only technically counts as a scrap cause guy swung first

Ivy was just leaving Burke’s with her mother’s item when she caught sight of a large group surrounding the area. She was sure that she should turn and walk away from it all but curiosity won that time. She made her way closer and her eyes widened at the sight. Ivy knew how Amycus looked all too well from working in the court so she recognized him almost instantly but the truth was that she didn’t really know.. him? No one was doing anything however and the guy looked like he was hanging on by a thin thread at this point. She made her way forward, “Sir-- Amycus!” She called out to get his attention and when he finally turned to look at her, Ivy glanced back at the other guy. “I think he’s.. got it.” She mentioned as she handed him a handkerchief. He was a member of the court and this probably wasn’t the best way to be seen. Not that he needed to listen to her of all people and she knew she had no right but she did care how people saw them. She was hoping to one be a part of that same court. 

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augustiineburke​.

semi - title : miserable at borgin & burkes. where : borgin & burkes, saturday afternoon. open. 

Life was dry and boring during the weekends for Augustine. Every Saturday and Sunday, Augustine could be found at Borgin and Burkes, helping customers and looking over dangerous or cursed artifacts. Truthfully, it was a little boring for her and she longed to be training in the Greenhouse at Tauxmarts - it was relaxing for her, and she could forget about her father’s shop there. As she flipped through the latest edition of Witch Weekly, Augustine failed to hear the bell to indicate a new customer in the shop, until the person was right in front of her desk. She closed the magazine, tossed it to the side, and gave her attention to the new customer, forcing a fake smile. “Merlin, sorry - I didn’t notice the bell. Hi, welcome to Borgin and Burkes, how may I help you?” 

    Ivy didn’t mind going to Knockturn Alley but it was just a pain in the ass. Still, her mother had requested that she make a quick stop because they had an order for her. Ivy didn’t understand what she could have possibly gotten from that place but here she was now. She walked in and looked around the shop as she had her hands stuffed into her pockets. Something gave her an odd feeling but she didn’t show that on her face. She looked back at the girl and smiled when she realized who it was. “Hey, Augustine. I didn’t know you worked here. I mean.. I guess it makes sense but.. long no see.” She greeted her old classmate with a smile.  “Um.. I’m here for a pick up for Autumn Monroe. I’m not really sure for what but she said whoever was here would know.” 

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inez--sousa​.

who: open  where: Florean Fortescue’s Ice Cream Parlour

   Inez was never against catching up with an old friend. However both her career and her inability to stay too long sometimes interfered but she had decided to take a bit of a break from work. It had been too long since she had been back home this long. Inez was a little lost in her thoughts. She also hadn’t seen her younger sisters but they had all grown and gone their separate ways. The truth was that she was feeling a little homesick. Sometimes she wondered if they were mad at her for leaving the muggle world to come here. Inez could honestly say that she didn’t regret her decision but the thought always lingered. She snapped back to reality when they called her name. “Sorry…” She looked down at her ice cream and took another spoonful. “What did you say again?” 

“Oi, someone has their head up in the clouds today.” She said with a laugh as she took a bite of her ice cream. She always wanted to laugh because she remembered how Alie would sometimes flinch at how easily she did it and how her teeth never hurt because of it. “I was asking if you’ve bought your dress yet? We could even go to muggle London together if you want to check one out? Make a whole day out of it-- or did you already do that? Do you even have a maid of honor?” She wondered out loud and then stopped, “Sorry, I’m just so excited for you.” 

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aliejohnson​.

⤑ ☾ Her arm just moved around the other without a second thought when she was pulled in. “I know, I know. I honestly could not tell you why I haven’t. Maybe fear of you getting annoyed of me,” she joked. Alie knew that Ivy could never grow bored of her or get annoyed, granted she could annoy her if she tried. Maybe she just liked the showing up unannounced, the sneaking it when she knew she was sleeping and cuddling up to her. It just became an everyday thing for her that it was a routine and she loved her routines.

   Ivy gasped dramatically as she pulled back just enough to be able to look down at her best friend. “I could never get annoyed of you.. so you take that back.” Truth was, there were very few people Ivy trusted but girls and Alie were always on the top of that list. Especially Alie above everyone else. She pushed her hair back and out her face with a smile, “Well, the offer is there if you’re ever interested. I’d love to have you here all the time.” She laughed. “Despite that already being the case but y’know.. without having to leave. Imagine all the cool things we could do. It’d be like a forever sleepover.” 

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ivy-fawley​.

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Ivy lit up when joined by Ivy; a matched set was always best. “I love that, that sounds like exactly what these need!” She clapped her hands together, softly, but very quickly, unable to contain her excitement. If Ivy had the best ideas, Ivy had better ones, but Ivy had the grace to look ashamed of herself immediately. “You could’ve, I should’ve. It was a really spur of the moment thing, you know how I am. I was stocking up on glue, and then I saw the the little bags, right, and now here I am after buying, like, half that store,” she said, jerking her thumb over her shoulder.

     Immediately, Ivy joined in and started tearing the stickers into small squares. She was careful to make sure that it didn’t look sloppy. She paused and glanced up at her friend and a smile crossed her face once more. She was always in such awe at how amazing Ivy was at her job and how much she cared for kids. Ivy admired that. “I’ll forgive you since I’m here now to join ya.” She teased and then looked over everything she bought, “How many baggies are you trying to make? Or is it just until everything runs out?”

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themxgglebrn​.

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♕ —- Mary grinned and followed beside Ivy. “Breakfast for dinner is a favorite of mine so you don’t have to twist my arm about that. A whole stack of pancakes is the best way to end a long day, in my opinion.” She chucked and looked over at her friend. “Remind me to take you to see mum. She’d be happy to teach her basics. So you aren’t just eating toast.”

“I’m not going to lie.. I’m a little offended that you haven’t brought me to see your mum sooner. Like were you trying to keep me from my best life?” She said with a laugh following after as she kicked a rock in front of them. Ivy stuffed her hands into the pockets of her dress. “I’d love to though. I think that’d be so fun. Mum never cooked at our house, it was always the elves and I wasn’t ever really allowed to join them in the kitchen.” She sighed and shook her head at the memories. 

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