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Layla Rowle. 23 years old.Pureblood.Death Eater.Former Slytherin. killing you SOFTLY ? no. this is going to be BLOODY, this is going to be BRUTAL, & most of all THIS IS GONNA HURT LIKE HELL.

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florenceburke:

@laylarowle

❝Basic human emotions are not my strong suit.❞

“Really? I had no idea. You could have fooled me. Here I thought your ideal job would be a counselor.” 

[laylarowle-blog]

christine-rosier:

SEND A  ☀ AND I WILL GENERATE A NUMBER FOR WHAT MY MUSE SAYS TO YOURS

❝Are you hitting on me?❞

@laylarowle

“I see you haven’t changed at all, Rosier. Still flattering yourself as per usual.”

[laylarowle-blog]

Layla Rowle;

                       “ Lord help anyone who stands in my way; for I am not merciful,                                            and I am not kind, and I am not afraid                                                 to make you wish that I was. ”

[thereluctantpaladin]

Baggage - Open

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imjustasquib:

The man’s bulk lurched forward in a clumsy but oddly coordinated way. “-oh no no no… don’t… mistake me Miss,” his voice was low now, low enough for only the two of them to hear “-me? A simple squib threaten you? No… no that’d be suicide that’d be,” his breath smelled of cheap whiskey and tobacco “-besides… how could I hope t’threaten such.. a might witch like yerself. Asides from… busting both yer hands and.. dislocating yer jaw,” he mused, eyes flicking over her form before he leaned back again, and downed his drink “-now if’n you’ll excuse me,”

If she was being honest, it was a little thrilling - no one ever threatened her anymore. Between her cruel streak and pure blood, everyone knew better. It was a bit of a shame - harming or killing someone was a lot more fun when a challenge was posed. So she found herself smirking at his bold words, understanding the underlying intention. “It certainly would be, and it would be wise for you to remember that.” In this moment, his status was the last thing on her mind - he was merely a person uttering barely concealed threats in her direction. So with a slight flick of her wand she made his now empty glass shatter everywhere, gaze never leaving his face. “Only problem is, you would have to get anywhere near me first in order to do that.”

[amycxt]

bad day // open

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amycxt:

Amycus stared blankly at Layla. He was still as a rock - his expression vague, gawking at her like an idiot - until a sudden roar of giggles burst from his mouth. “I think I just got a hard one.” 

“Bloody fucking hell,” she muttered, eyes momentarily closing as Layla made an attempt to compose herself. “It is nothing short of a fucking miracle that I haven’t murdered you yet. You know that, right?” Amycus was the only person who dared speak to her in such an upfront way, and it would be slightly endearing if it wasn’t entirely frustrating.

[laylarowle-blog]

averyinaugust:

Why did he have to work today? The thought was clogging Augustus’s mind as his nose would wrinkle in the confusion and irritation of the movie on the enlarged screen. The whole event was a mess, one that Augustus didn’t want to participate in, one that he didn’t want to deal with people and talk to them. He didn’t care if he was a snake in the system, taking and prodding, putting names where they didn’t quite belong, and keeping others safe. 

His jaw was set in his constant irritation. He fought the temptation to curl his lip into an unfriendly smile or roll his eyes. He had to see somewhat friendly, despite the irritation of the word. It wasn’t until he spotted a familiar face, where Augustus took charge. 

“I didn’t think you were the type to go to these events. Why the sudden change of heart? Don’t tell me you’re going soft on me.” 

@laylarowle

In her opinion, this all seemed like a huge waste. It was as if all of the muggleborns and order supporters in their world fell right into their lap, and there was nothing the minister would let them do about it. Eyes scouring the crowd, the only thoughts dancing through her mind were I could have so much fun killing all of them right now. Forcing Layla to go to the event was torturous enough, but forcing her to go on her ‘best behaviour’? That was flat out cruel.

Gritting her teeth and shooting daggers, a sudden voice caused her head to slowly turn to face it. “Hardly.” At least he appeared to be as visibly miserable as her. If the minister was going to send them to this, might as well send everyone. Misery loves company. “You now I wouldn’t be here unless I didn’t have to be. I got a long leture on how mass murder was not allowed, so I’m practicing my best self restraint right now. Makes it hard to focus on much else.”

[amycxt]

bad day // open

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amycxt:

“Excuse you, but I wasn’t interested in your opinion.”

Tongue pushing against the inside of her cheek, Layla momentarily stared at him before bothering to actually respond. “Excuse me, but your interests have never been a concern of mine before, and they certainly aren’t now. If you keep that tone up, though, I’ll make what they did to you look like child's play. Smarten up, Carrow.”

[laylarowle-blog]

nicmulciber:

“Okay, let me stop you there,” Nic interjected, crossing arms over his chest and looking down at the other person.  “I’m really not interested in hearing about your weekend plans…”

“Excuse me?” Eyebrows immediately darting up, Layla found herself mirroring his pose, arms crossing as she put more weight on her right leg than her left. “I’ve had to listen to your ramblings for years now, Mulciber, and I never once murdered you. I think I damn well deserve to speak about what I like by now.”

[thereluctantpaladin]

Baggage - Open

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imjustasquib:

“Mmm… y’see. Me mum was a witch. Hunted… she was. Fer givin’ birth to a dirty squib,” the venom in his voice dripped and bubbled and burned “-and so that day… that day I said to me’self… Argus? Anytime a witch ‘r wizard thinks they’s better than you… you’re gonna break their bloody teeth in. Savvy?”

Slowly bringing her drink back down to the car countertop, Layla took a few moments before glancing over at Argus, irritation visibly etched on her features. “What on fucking earth makes you think I care?” Eyebrows raising slightly, she leaned back as much as the lack of a backing on the stool allowed. “Unless that’s a threat, in which case this is far more amusing than I originally thought.”

[giflizgillies]

[nightwomancometh]

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@amycxt

[laylarowle-blog]

what is your major arcana?

THE TOWER.

“The Arcana is the means by which all is revealed. The higher you fly the greater you fall." The Tower Arcana is commonly associated to overly arrogant, prejudiced and authoritarian organization, which walk to their own ironic demise. Furthermore, it is also more generically used as an omen of doom and disaster. You can be arrogant, and typically find yourself in bad situations.

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ottobcgman:

Otto tried hard not to roll his eyes, but he couldn’t help the annoyed face he pulled at the girl’s attitude. “That’s miraculous, actually. Sounds like a really marketable skill, maybe you should hit up the Prophet with that..”

Layla couldn’t help but smirk at the mans obvious disdain, his expression worn being one of her favourites. If she didn’t piss off at least 5 people, she didn’t have a successful day. “I thought so too. Where are you off too in such a hurry, though? I’m intrigued.”

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@theeldestblack continued from (x)

“It concerns myself Bellatrix, when is that ever not important?” Raising her eyebrows slightly, Layla looped her arm through her companions, eyes straight ahead as they walked forward. “Everyone always assumes an ulterior motive is at hand. Perhaps I wanted to stroll the streets with you. Is that so impossible?” Though she can barely get it without a snort, the sarcasm too much for even her to get through. “I know you missed me though. No need to say it. Actually, please don’t.” Things were better left unsaid, especially if they involved any sort of feelings. “There were rumors of an Order congregation in the next neighbourhood. I thought you would like to...explore it with me. See if anyone was daft enough to stick around.”

[laylarowle-blog]

evcnrosierx:

“What I know, miss Rowle…” He started as he began to move forward towards her. “Is that some of these people may very well be here because of you. And you seldomly let anyone else see you in such a state. So you’re here for something, that much I can deduce.” Canting his head, he directed her to his office. “So let’s go talk, and you worry less about my patients.”

“Some is an insult to me. I’d say most, which is a shame. You know I prefer to finish off the job. But you’re welcome for giving you more work to do, at least I make your nights interesting.” Trailing behind him with a smirk, her eyes briefly surveyed the surrounding area, wondering why anyone would choose to work here. Would both spending their time helping people. What a waste. “What’s wrong Rosier, I can’t drop by? Get coffee with an old friend?”

[amycxt]

partnering // layla+amycus

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amycxt:

Technically, it was his after hours. Amycus was still dressed in his hit wizard approved garments, but considering the urgency of their mission, there wasn’t any priority to change. And who knows? If someone recognized the Ministry uniform, they could manipulate that influence to their advantage. At the end of the meeting, as Death Eaters began to apparate left and right, Amycus walked over to Layla, with purpose through every scuff of his boot. “So -  guess it’s time to get to it then.” He spoke with a clearly smug look in his eyes.

@laylarowle

Inhaling as slowly as humanly possible, Layla let out the most dramatic sigh possible as her head turned to face Amycus. It went without saying that she didn’t want anyone as her partner, but of all people, how did she manage to get stuck with him? “Let’s make this very clearly,” she spoke, fully turning her body to face him with crossed arms. “If you fuck up in any way, if you get in my way for even a second, I will make sure you get out of there alive just so that I can kill you myself. If I somehow fail and you die, I’ll find that damned Resurrection stone just for the purpose of bringing you back and killing you again. Got it?”