( cherry wine.)

seventeen · ravenclaw · double agent ( de ) the moon can’t be a star, it only knows how to shine through false light, but the sun shivered at the moon’s touch and stardust fell into the moon’s craters, now what was once a reflection is now a glow. —you taught me how to be a star.

[jacquelinecarrow]

dorianshacklebclt:

Dorian was LIVID. His father’s death was a blow he hadn’t even begun to process, let alone recover from, and now for student members of the organization that killed him to turn against their peers and keep them  h o s t a g e? His blood boiled, and he lashed out at the nearest masked figure, “Xenophobic pieces of shit! You talk about how much better you are at magic than the rest of us—–give me my fucking wand back and I’ll show you what a fucking halfblood can do—-better yet, just untie me and I’ll DESTROY you the muggle way. Kidnapping a bunch of kids,” He head jerked sideways to gesture to the younger students, “Not fucking surprising for a group that takes their orders from a  C O W A R D  who goes after babies in their cribs. Pathetic. You’re all pathetic!”

Jacqueline sat in silence, her head down as not to look for her siblings in the parade of masks. Technically she was supposed to be behind one herself but, when opting out, she ended up with her wrists bound in ropes sitting beside her boyfriend ( ex-boyfriend?). “Dorian.” Jacqueline knew there was a limit to their temper and she knew that their actions would be worse when provoked. While she felt he had a right to be angry, now wasn’t the time. “Stop. It’ll make it worse.”

[jacquelinecarrow]

dorianshacklebclt:

Whatever Dorian had hoped to hear, this wasn’t it. This passive version of the girl he loved, willing to just let him leave—–he didn’t  w a n t  that. He was angry and hurt and his pride was wounded but he couldn’t just let her go—-let them go—-without a fight. “So that’s it? You’re sorry—-you understand, and that’s all? You don’t—–you don’t have any thoughts on, on whats happening or you don’t—-you don’t want to try and fight for this? You’d really—-you’d just let me walk away?” His jaw clenched and he swallowed, a lump rising in his throat, “You think I could DO that? Just walk away from you, Jac? —is that what you want?”

She was trying so hard to stay calm and collected. She wanted it to be a clean break for him so that he would heal and feel that his feelings were valid. Though it seemed it was at the cost of her own being simplified into vague answers. However, his questions made it increasingly hard not to argue her side of things. “It has never been about what I’ve wanted. You said it yourself-- what’s done is done. I can’t leave them and I can’t change what side of the war that I am on, Dorian. I can’t be what you thought that I was anymore. I can’t ask you to keep it a secret and I can’t ask you to love me inspite of  my allegiance.”

[jacquelinecarrow]

dorianshacklebclt:

He didn’t have Jac’s talent for observation, or her intelligence, but he did notice some things, and after so much time dating her he knew that look—-he knew she was upset. He was too, and he wanted to not care. He wanted to be angry at her for keeping this from him, he was  h u r t  and wasn’t sure if the beginning of their relationship had even been REAL anymore. But he did care; he loved Jac and that wasn’t going to go away anytime soon. “What do you want me to say, Jac? I don’t—-know what to do.”

“You don’t have to say anything. I understand.” And she truly did. Her time sitting with the order members, listening to how they talked about the people she grew up with-- people who weren’t even death eaters but had an unfortunate last name. She’d already knew this day would come, perhaps a little sooner than anticipated, but she would have had to tell him eventually. “I’m sorry. For letting this go so far.” Jacqueline wasn’t going to argue with him and she wasn’t going to beg him to stay. This was better for him and better for her father’s interests.

[dorianshacklebclt-blog]

❝What’s done is done.❞  @jacquelinecarrow

[jacquelinecarrow]

“If that’s how you feel--” The idea was to show him that she was okay; that she was detached, that she didn’t feel anything. But her bottom lip quivered as she forced back tears. “I’ll stay out of your way then.

[jacquelinecarrow]

lloydxcarrow:

“Fuck me…” Lloyd lowly grumbled under his breath, rubbing the back of his head where Jac’d hit him, jaw lightly gurning. With every venom glazed word his siblings wielded towards each other, Lloyd’s features gradually twisted into a bored and lazy grimace. Even in a far from sober state, he understood why Jac was forced to intervene. It was an abhorrent display in front of the entire student body, but it was the only way they knew how to cope. Lloyd’s rage was silent and slow, it hadn’t caught up to him just yet, and he wouldn’t for as long as he refused to accept the stone cold fact that his best friend and brother was dead. “You’re all ruining a fucking good time,” Lloyd drawled idly as he rubbed his temple with his thumb, naturally walking to stand beside Val. “Can we stop throwing the two d words around, please, yeah? Disappointed and dead – they have impact. I don’t want to fucking hear that shit. It’s heavy.” He ran a hand along the brim of his jaw, smacking his lips together. “Jac, I’m sorry, alright? Not the time or place, and all that. Fuck it. At least his caterpillar brows are still in tact.” He attempted a joke accompanied with a boyish smirk. “Yeah, so… Which one of you is apologizing next so I can get my cigarette back?” He pointed between Val and Kat. “Baby sis? You up?”

Jacqueline looked from one sister to the other feeling betrayed, hurt and growing more and more angry at them. For all she had done for them. For all she had sacrificed and for all of the things they had shouldered for them -- she couldn’t believe the words that came out of their mouths. It was enough that Dorian was angry at her but this was too much. She could feel tears well in her eyes as she glanced at each of them feeling the slightest bit of resent. It was out of character for her to be so emotional; something she avoided doing in front of them when she was younger. “Let’s see how well you can fix this yourselves.” Jacqueline tossed the cigarette to their feet and turned on her heels, hands curled into fists at her side. “And don’t you dare come running to me for help.”

[jacquelinecarrow]

lloydxcarrow:

valeriacarrcw:

“What the  f u c k  did you just say?” Valeria snarled, moving forward and forcefully pushing the idiot who’d spoken ill of the dead into the wall. She’d never been one to care about making a scene, and Adonis had been her friend; Mathieu was Olivia’s brother, and—-Jesus—–it could’ve been Jac, or Kat, or Lloyd. Rage and fear boiled over and—-without waiting for a response—-she took a page from her brother’s book and started swinging, “Keep his name out of your fucking MOUTH, you—”

Lloyd smirked as if he’d thrown the punch himself. As Valeria launched herself forwards, he reached inside his robes and picked out a single cigarette before letting it sit between his lips. Fuck a prefect if they said anything – or even better, a professor. Dismissively, Lloyd shook his head, merely watching as the other student served themselves as Val’s punching bag. “Hit her back, you twat!” Lloyd howled, now sat atop a bin with a priceless view. “Ah, c’mon…” Lloyd threw his hands in the air, frustrated. “Fight with one hand, will you, Val? This is getting a bit boring.”

Jacqueline was lightening quick. From one side of the room to the next, she came in a flurry of blonde hair and black cape. Fighting was intolerable to her and to find Lloyd and Valeria right at the center of this fight was even worse. With an ever gentle, harmless freezing spell and a swat to the back of the head, Jac took care of both siblings at the same time stopping the fight and Lloyd’s big mouth; anger and disappointment clear on her face. Casting a glare in Lloyd’s direction as she helped the younger boy up and to Pomphrey who was already waiting at the side. Jac put an end to the altercations. “Hit her back, you twat.’” She repeated, snatching the cigarette out of his mouth before releasing Val from the spell to take her hands into her own to inspect her knuckles. “I’m so disappointed.”

[jacquelinecarrow]

dorianshacklebclt:

“You gonna stop me, Jac? You know, a little one-on-one detention with you wouldn’t be bad at all. Might have to break a few rules just to make it happen.” Looping his arms around her waist, he pulled her in for a quick kiss, an easy smile growing on his face as her own appeared, “And you know you’re at the top of any invite list of mine, I’ll even hide you away if the other prefects come calling. Foolproof plan, yeah?” Before she could answer, he changed the subject, “Did I tell you how much I missed you over the summer, Carrow? Thought Melody was gonna kick my ass for moping around.”

“Who says I’ll be watching over detention, hm? What if you end up one-on-one with Michael?” She grinned against his lips before she pecked her own series of kisses against them. “Foolproof? Dorian, you know that’s just asking for trouble.” Jacqueline continued, not allowing him to change the subject. “You know with what’s going on, we should be more careful? You never know when they are going to pop out and....you know, a bunch of drunk kids isn’t a half bad place to start?”

[jacquelinecarrow]

melodyshacklebolt:

❝So, you wanna jump right to the K I S S I N G, then, eh?❞ @jacquelinecarrow

“Melody.” Jacqueline waved her off with cheeks pink from embarrassment. “I don’t want to jump to anything!”

[jacquelinecarrow]

adonislestrange:

❝It’s about power.❞ @jacquelinecarrow

“I’m aware. I have plenty of power already, Adonis, I don’t need a lecture about it.”

[jacquelinecarrow]

dorianshacklebclt:

“We’ve got an entire weekend before classes start. Fact: If we don’t throw down, Godric Gryffindor’s spirit will rise from the grave and disown us all from his house. I don’t make the rules, man.”

Jacqueline was quick to pull his shirt down though she only used the shirt tail to tug him closer. “Dory. Godric Gryffindor also wouldn’t be the one getting detention for a party either -- and it’s the first week of school. Maybe you should get settled before you go making plans that could get ruined by...a prefect.”  She sent him a stern pout that only melted into a smile as she gazed up at him, eyes practically turning into hearts. Even if she shouldn’t feel that way there was only so much she could hide after seeing him after such an exhausting summer.

[stargazerinmoksha]

She was the type of person, who took months to open up properly. Always watching to see if you actually cared, if you really wanted to be her friend, or was just another soul attracted to lost words that made you feel at home. She was the type of star that shined too bright, so you had to look away… and when you looked back up, she was gone, behind a cloud, behind the moon and behind your eyes. That sparkle you’ll never see again once you lost her. Always behind your thoughts, she cared, her facade to make you think that she didn’t… that is the way her soul has survived the many nukes on her battlefield. A heart left to burn. She was that type of person & and well… It can be beautiful being like that. Being her.

Once you find someone like her, do not let her go. (via poetryleftbyher)

[wnq-writers]

She was sweet like cherry wine, and what a lovely headache she left behind.

Z.M. (via wnq-writers)