rip.

& if the night is burning, i will cover my eyes. for if the dark returns then my brothers will die. indie kingsley shacklebolt. semi-selective.

[vermillus]

perhaps you have wondered where i’ve been and the answer is… busy and uninspired. forever? for now? nobody knows. i’m not good at goodbyes so… love u all??? i may be back idk.

[vitruvians]

St. Mungo’s Hospital For Magical Maladies and Diseases

St Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries is a wizarding hospital located in London, England. It was founded by famous Healer Mungo Bonham in the 1600′s

[mutedvisiion-moved]

I     DОΝᎢ                         Need                                        Anyone’s ᎻᎬᏞᏢ                                                                          I   ᏟᎪΝ’Ꭲ                                                                                                                       Do ᎢᎻᎥᏚ                                                                                                                         On ᎷΥ ΟᎳΝ

[kingslcy]

@eightholyterrors.

❝ no offense, but you’re starting to sound a little mental. ❞ kingsley retorts with one perfectly arched brow. he has little time to play games or jealousy scenes -- and manipulations puts him off. even if it’s her. ❝ what exactly are you trying to achieve here? ❞

[kingslcy]

goldencharmer

i can write an essay on how this is not wrong and how ur moral values make you look like the freak here and u know it

fuck no. i’m not gonna read the bible of incest. ur wrong for that i’m telling ur parents

[coelasquid]

tfw u owe ur friend money but no one carries cash anymore and it turns into a series of elaborate trades that resurrects the barter system.

[akitron]

#“don’t worry about it just buy me like four coffees”

[kingslcy]

anthony mackie supports donald trump abort abort

[kingslcy]

filiusdraconis.

↺ ██████  ——

❝ Lynx, like a bobcat– Mine–   Dragon. It’s a Hebridean to be   specific. Just like my— ❞

                                   HERE he stopped, trying to avoid the                                    conversation about his unregistered                                    animagus form with the Minister of                                    Magic. Instead, he led him down to                                    the room and knocked on the door.

❝ Communication purposes?   That sounds fascinating…. ❞

❝ i suppose you could say that, yes. though it is a lynx. i did my research. ❞  kingsley commented with a discreet smile. ❝ truly? a dragon? i expect that to be incredibly hard. sounds like something to brag about. ❞ he replied with   a chuckle. finally, they seemed to have reached their destination (hogwarts was as massive as it was labyrinth-like). ❝ is this it? wonderful. ❞ the minister whispered, examining the wall in front of them. ❝ – exactly. we used it to talk to each other in the order of phoenix. truly useful. ❞

[metalsided]

I AM POWERFUL. I AM STRONG. YOU CANNOT PUT OUT THE RAGING FIRE THAT { BURNS } INSIDE MY SOUL IT WILL C O N S U M E  Y O U

[kingslcy]

mckiinnoned.

“You expect me not to be upset when something happens to a face as beautiful as mine? Come on, you know me a bit better than that. Anyway, I wasn’t complaining — you were looking at me funny.”

❝ the question is, what did you expect from this job? have you seen madeye moody? hell, i’ve got a few scars to brag about as well! certainly seemed that way to me. ❞

[goldencharmer-archive-blog]

@kingslcy liked your photo

miNISTER FORGET WHAT I SAID I DON’T KISS MY COUSIN

[kingslcy]

you a freak, boy.

[kingslcy]

thxgrxm.

“Which I am still waiting for it become just. With how I am, being incapable of being able to look after my own godson properly and given the fact that majority of you seem determined to keep me from spending time with him; forgive me for when I say I simply do not care.”

❝ you have to trust dumbledore’s judgement. frankly, when has the man ever been wrong? your situation is terrifying and i do not wish it upon my worst enemy, but this is what we have to do at the moment. dumbledore’s orders. ❞

[kingslcy]

emeraldsorcery.

While Harry agreed that Dumbledore must have known, the man could not be around at every corner and there were a few things that the teen wondered of how much the headmaster had truly known. “I just hope that none of you will come to regret this as I cannot, under any circumstances, guarantee victory or survival of this but…. I do appreciate the support. I do mean that.”

❝ all of us in the order are legal and some of us have survived a war prior to this one. we know it’s a risk, but what else is there to do? ❞ he reasoned, expectantly eyeing the shorter wizard. harry potter’s ability to stay honourable after everything he had been through was definitely something to admire. ❝ we’ll fight by your side. i can’t promise all of us will make it, but we’re willing to die for the future of the wizarding world. ❞

[kingslcy]

happyfoxofthecloudtemple.

Yoko had been busying herself by lifting a pot of tea from the fireplace and pouring it into an ornate tea pot as he sat down, she had set the teapot and two cups on the tray when she froze.

Kitty. Killing curse. Funeral. Tomorrow. キティちゃん。 葬儀。明日。 葬儀。明日。 キティちゃんは死んでいた。

She said nothing as she turned to look at the man sitting on the floor. There was a look of indignation on her face. Had Kitty not been on the death eater’s side? Yoko knew that she had very little choice in the matter, she understood that Kitty couldn’t have joined them, but she knew Kitty wasn’t contributing to the cause too. She was helping the Order by not helping the death eaters. So then…why did they kill her?

“You’re lying.” She said, her voice trembling slightly, “You’re lying to get me to come back. I’m not coming back, I told you. I don’t want any more of this.” Her amber eyes were wide, and her mouth was pressed in a thin line, and the colour had all but drained from her face.

he would much rather not be the one to break the news to her, but he believed him and yoko to be close and thus volunteered for the task (as he had so many others that could have gotten him killed yet did not seem as complicated). as expected, he could hear the sound of her entire world crashing down around both of them. metaphors used to be so out of reach for kingsley who had both feet on earth and his head on straight -- and now, they seemed relevant as ever. they laced reality with hope and sugarcoated the truth. perhaps she could have used that. perhaps someone else should have told her. ❝ -- when have i ever lied to you? ❞ the wizard asked the witch, his eyes only looking past her before his gaze fixated on the wall behind her. he knew she wouldn’t have handled it well. empathetic as kingsley was, he couldn’t help but squint his eyes at yoko’s accusation. ❝ none of us do and yes, we do need all the help we can get, but that isn’t why i’m here. ❞ the male stated quite gravely, fighting the urge to not stand up, or hug her, or do something about this. 

[kingslcy]

witchyvance.

the brunette sits silently by the woman’s bed, eyes transfixed on what seems like a peaceful face but she knows deep inside she’s anything but. emmeline almost chooses to ignore him, but she can’t help but sigh before looking up, she was avoiding going home. home was lonely and at least here the sound of breathe was better than the silence of her home. she gives in and slowly pushes the chair away from the bed and nods her head. no one needs to know she doesn’t want to go home, she’s too strong to let that be known. “ yeah, I know….. “ she says, standing up slowly, not before giving the womans arm a pat before looking over at him “doesn’t mean that I don’t wish that she would”.

 kingsley takes one step closer to emmeline and places one comforting  hand on her shoulder. hazelnut hues glance down at the frame lying  unconsciously in the hospital bed. it’s only a matter of time before  it’s one of them in that position. the scariest part? no one will have  time to mourn them. ❝ come on. i’ll stay with you. ❞ the male says,  possibly imposing but who wants to be alone during war? ❝ have you  had supper yet? ❞ he asks, attempting to strike conversation as he  removes his hand from her shoulder and waits for the brunette witch  to stand.

[kingslcy]

[witchyvance]

as i walk through the valley of the shadow of D E A T H,                      i take a look at my LIFE & realise                                                   there’s NOTHING left.

[hraunwyf-a]

There was something to be said for consorting with other wizarding folk in plain view of what Anglophones called ‘Muggles'—and to Loki, that was most certainly that it should happen far more often, but she had always been for full integration of the two, having been raised between them. In one of her mother’s light cotton work-dresses, fine floral linen, Loki sat across from Kingsley, sipping at her tea while she thumbed through the newspaper.

“So everything is well with the new legislation?” she asked him, ready to take up the conversation—England might not be her home, but it was a place that was in need of progress, and Loki was in favor of both progress and the ministry that would bring it. “I know there will be opposition nonetheless, but I hope it’s not been too much trouble.”

[kingslcy]

   it wasn’t that kingsley didn’t value or agree with loki’s views    on how separate the muggle and the wizarding world were in    comparison to how close they should be. hypothetically, of    course. the vision was nothing but an utopia (one that he    would fight for). ❝ yes, i suppose you could say that. ❞ the    male responded with a nod of his head. he took a sip of his    tea before prolonging conversation, however. ❝ as expected,    the wizengamot just isn’t having it. there are reports that    call me delusional, but i suspect they have been manipulated. ❞    he shared, looking at her with a distinctly serious expression.    ❝ i’m the minister, for merlin’s sake! should i not be the one    to manipulate the news, should i want to? ❞