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" Always so defensive, little dove.ā
"Always so patronizing, you old sod."
Ā " The stem has healing properties, you would know that if you paid any attention in school.ā
"I did pay attention in school, I'll have you know. Just not potions."
"Well, youāre not the audience I was aiming for anyway." He said primly, frowning at the same time. "I canāt even remember who I was partnered with in school- how do you have such a good memory? And definitely attractive hot, do you think I care about style?"
"Oh no, how will I overcome my disappointment?" She then laughed, and responded, "Well, I pretty much only ever had three. Scorpius, Blake, and Charlotte. I didn't have a whole lot of friends, you know, which is why you're stuck with me." She shrugged, before adding, "And, I mean, I know we are? I don't know very many others." She shook her head, despairing a little. "You're ridiculous."
He sighed, but gave her a big smile. "Life got so busy, you know? First Iām just moving home for some internship, then Iām being brought on full time to work in the Parisian Ministryās Department of Mysteries, and the next thing I know itās five years later and theyāre asking me to transfer to London for the Obliviator training program. Which, Iāll have you know, is one of the most difficult to get into.ā Graham pulled Lyra into a tight hug. He grabbed her shoulders as he let go, looking her over. āYou look f a n t a s t i cĀ by the way.ā
"Paris, huh? You must have tried that little cafe, oh, I forget it's name, damn. I went there all the time as a teenager. Oh well, hardly matter now, you're back." She laughed, and rolled her eyes slightly. "I suppose I'm proud of you, getting into the most difficult program." She bat her eyelids dramatically. "How amazing." She then laughed, and her voice became more sincere. "I am impressed though, if incredibly curious about what you actually." She wrinkled her nose. "Bloody mysteries." Lyra then shrugged, pushing her hair out of her face. "Finally grown up, I suppose. Moved out of my parents house and all that. Although it's still paid for by my parents, and I still live with my brother, so it's hardly that much of a graduation. Albus and Blake too."
Her eyes then lit up."I did get a job, though. You're looking at an intern for the Prophet. So you have me to thank for all the interesting stories, but the boring ones I'll take no responsibility for." And finally a promotion probably not due to my last name, she added, silently.
Lyra and Scorpius, in the Malfoy grounds.
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If it isnāt Lyra Malfoy, as I live and breathe.Ā
"Well, as glad as I am that you're keeping up with those two activities, I would have loved some more updates on them, over the years." She grinned, and lightly punched his arm.
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"Women love the rugged, older guy thing." He said primly, un-creasing his forehead consciously. "Look, Potions wasnāt my thing." He said, shaking his head and rephrasing. "Actually,Ā school wasnāt my thing. So, lifestyle columnists, hm? Think theyāre hot?ā
"Do they?" She asked, bemused. "I think I like men who are very much the same age as me, thank you very much." She smirked. "Besides, you old men could never keep up." Lyra, then laughed, unable to even take herself seriously. "I liked certain subjects? Arithmancy mostly. Everything else, well I always had a good partner." She paused for a moment before asking, "Hot as in attractive or hot as in 'in'?"
"I need the stem for a potion, Declanās stomach has been upset the past few days."
"I thought baneberries were poisonous..?" She paused, then shrugged, trusting her friend's information. "Oh, whatever, you're the healer here. Sure, I'll try to pick some up on the way home"
She ignored the words, Lyra had used that word with her far too often. āAnyway, I need you to go out and buy some baneberry for me.ā
"What on earth do you need that for?"
"Yeah but you look like a baby and I have all of this manly facial hair, so in reality Iām about ten years older." He ran his hand over his growing stubble, grinning. "Iām pretty sure vodkaās make with potatoes. And Iām not kidding. Potatoes." He cocked his head. "So is vodka technically food? Eh, whatever." Albus groaned at Lyraās attempt at a joke and suddenly remembered something. "Hey! before you go, Lucy messaged me today- sheās got two intern positions in her department, would you be interested?"
"We'll see how much you like that difference in ten years, when you're going grey and I'm still fresh as a daisy. Potatoes?" Her voice was slightly incredulous. "How do you distill potatoes? How to you distill anything, actually?" She thought about it for a moment, before shaking her head. "By that logic, everything except water is a food. And that doesn't seem right." She grinned in excitement. "She spoke to me too. We're moving up, Al."
" Weāre practically family, I unfortunately got stuck with you." She shook her head, " Plus, I am living with you; itās a given that I have to tolerate you as well."
"Love you too. But it is good to know I get a free pass of toleration. Not affection though, we wouldn't want anyone thinking you weren't a robot." She grinned.Ā
Lyra, I'm the Editor of the Lifestyle section of the Prophet and we're in need for some extra hands to do copy edits. I've brought on my cousin Albus and was wondering if you wanted to join us. I can get transfer paperwork through to your department head so you can be in by Monday. Lucy W.
Iām honoured with the opportunity, Iāll be there on Monday.
Lyra Malfoy
"Ah, you speak wise words, young Malfoy. Maybe we could invest all of our assets into a vodka company so that we have unlimited vodka?" He grinned, rolling his eyes and rubbing them, before sighing and speaking again "No, just grab me a mocha, thanks, Iām about to pass out, and bloody Janet wants me to recopy these because I didnāt use āthe right paperā.ā
"Young? We're the same age, prick." She paused for a moment, pretending to be thinking it over. "Wouldn't that mean we have to sell some too? I'm not sure if I can stand to part with it, you know." She laughed. "Unlimited Vodka, that's a good name. We have the name, the money, now we just need to know how to make vodka. Any ideas?" She paused for another moment, her brows furrowed, and then looked up at him in confusion. "We have more than one type? That's news to me." Lyra couldn't keep herself from snickering. "Get it? News?"
"Heās lazy, rude, not to mention a terrible taste in style; the list goes onāĀ
"Couldn't most of those things apply to me too? I'm definitely lazy, and my fashion sense could be worked on." She grinned, a little mischieviously. "And I'm mean to you all the time."
The girl who entered the coffee shop seemed awfully familiar and it wasnāt until she spoke that he realized who she was. "Well, Iāll be damned. Little Malfoy, itās been ages."Ā He grinned standing up to give her a small hug. "You look well, what have you been up to?"
"I'm little by a few minutes, Grey. Or by more than a few inches, if you go that route." She pondered that for a few seconds, hugging him back, then shrugged. "Fine, I'll take it. And thank you, you don't look awful yourself." She laughed, and poked his cheek. "All grown up, you are." She pressed her lips together, thinking for a few moments. "Well, right now I'm picking up a thousand coffees for my bosses, and probably their bosses, and, other than that, I've finally moved out of my parents house? That's an adult thing to do, right?" She rambled on a little, before turning to him again. "So what brings you here, besides the coffee?"
"Looks a lot more like crows feet to me." She furrowed her brows together, annoyed by the very thought of Albus Potter. " I donāt know how Iāll tolerate it, not at all, but Iāll try."
"Why do you hate him again? You hate so many people, it's hard to keep track?"