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catparkinson:

“Hardly! I don’t understand why anyone would want to feel that out of control. I like brushing the edge. You know that feeling you get when your mind kind of becomes hazy and your tongue is heavy, but you’re still aware of what’s going on around you? That’s the best.”

“Mmhm, sometimes you need to be out of control. But to each their own, love. I suppose that feeling of brushing over the edge is appealing too. Depends on what the occasion you’re drinking for is.”

#( & ophelia. )#( c: ophelia. )#( & convo. )

catparkinson:

“Honestly, I don’t understand the appeal of firewhisky. It burns when it goes down your throat and it leaves you with this fuzzy feeling in the pit of your stomach. Now, I can get behind some rum and wine.”

“Ah, isn’t that fuzziness the appeal of it, though?”

#( & ophelia. )#almost called her cat oops #( c: ophelia. )#( & convo. )#i ended up not dropping him bc this loser #still wants to play

zelectricity:

“Come to magic school they said, It’ll be fun they said. Everyone here is great they said…”

“Come on, Jellyfish. Stop being bitter.”

#( & jellyfish. )#( c: zenon. )#( & convo. )#lmaooo pls

inboxstuff

You muse wants to hurt mine in the middle of an argument. Come into my inbox and tell me what they said.

#only reblogging this for aleksei for now because #good fucking luck tbh #( & ask meme. )

teenagewcsteland:

—– “Witch Weekly’s last issue is surprisingly unsatisfying .. I mean, an interview with Carla Swan could have been endlessly interesting — but the questions they asked? Horrifyingly plain. A two year old could have done a better job. ( … ) Sorry, am I being annoying? I tend to —- I will just shut up.”

“Oh, no, you weren’t being annoying. Keep going, love.”

#tbh all my muses need to be stopped #( & mallory. )#( c: mallory. )#( & convo. )

rogerlilyrp-blog

Rip out my (Character's) heart in one sentence.

maskedhaert-blog

rogerlilyrp:

Bonus points if it makes me cry.

#BRING IT #IM EXCITED #( & ask meme. )

witchycollins:

“While I’m all for medicinal marijuana,” like it was actually medicinal, “could people please not grow them in the greenhouses? If there is any chance this Wiggentree is gonna grow, it sure as bloody hell won’t around the chemicals in it. I looked it up. This first stage is mighty crucial and – just please, don’t? I’ve been working real hard on it, yeah? Please? Can we all agree to leave Erin Collin’s plants and the rest of the Greenhouses plant’s alone?”

“Erin!” Aleksei called out to the girl, draping an arm around her shoulders as he moved to stand next to her. Upon noting her slightly distressed expression, he patted her shoulder lightly, before pouting and saying, “Who messed with your plants? Do you need me to do something about that?”

#( & flower girl. )#lmao idk man aleksei probs calls her that #( c: erin. )#( & convo. )

yasqveen:

“Honey, there’s plenty more to like where that came from.”

“Of course,” he purred out, shooting the girl a smile. “Show me what else is there to like?”

#( & pippa. )#( c: pippa. )#( & convo. )

tipsyturvywarrington-blog

“Would you care if I was gone?” ( hahahahaha Aleksei pls. )

Her eyes widened, if only momentarily.If only, because she was concerned about why,Why, why, why,He would want to question it.

Jess laughed. It was all she could do, & she let it burst.

“Babe,” she leaned in,thumb tracing the corner of his mouth,the mouth she knew so, so well,& leaned in close enough to just bump their noses together.Her grin was playful, but the look in her eyesnot daring to lack conviction.“I would definitely notice.”

#fuck me up lol!!!#this sunshine and the sharkpuppy!!!!#( & sunshine. )#that's what aleksei calls her lol bye #( aleksei & jess: tag tbd. )#( reblogged: jess. )#( & reblogged. )

yasqveen:

❝ – - It’s n o t a walk of shame if I don’t have any, you know. ❞

“Now, that’s my girl. I knew I liked you for a reason.”

#( & pippa. )#( c: pippa. )#( & convo. )#have a wild aleksei in response!!

bromeoxahn:

“Why wouldn’t I? You’re a pal, right?” Truthfully, Aleksei Dolohov made Lance a little antsy. “What about Leonie, or Amma then? All your gal pals are razz, come to think of it.” He didn’t know what the Slytherin was playing at —- but Lance certainly wasn’t into this game.

Muggleborns. Aleksei wasn’t sure if he understood them just yet, but he sure was amused by them. Or at least, he was amused by Lance in a particular. A pal, hm? He didn’t even know people still threw that word around. The smirk was still intact when he shrugged and said, “I guess. If you want me to.” He then proceeded to pretend he was considering Lance’s request, but then feigned a look of curiosity and crowded into the other boy’s space, lightly resting a hand on his arm. “They are,” he agreed with Lance before he went on with his plan. “Tell me, Lance,” Aleksei purred. “Are you only into girls? Because I’m not entirely sure they’d be into you. I could hook you up with a couple of...bros, though.”

#legit a fucking mess lmao #idk what i was writing #but here have aleksei :))))#( & yes homo. )#( c: lance. )#( & convo. )

bromeoxahn:

Lance cleared his throat. “I mean, sure? I’d like all my pals there. Haha,” he laughed —- or something like it. “Ah, by the way, y’know your friend Nadia? Could you put in a good word for me, mate? She’s well fit.”

“I didn’t know you thought of me as a pal, Ahn,” he replied breezily, though there was something in Aleksei’s tone that hinted a bit of seductiveness. “Nadia, hm? She doesn’t seem like she’s your type. Or wait— Let me phrase that better; you don’t seem like her type.” Of course, the statement was followed with yet another flirtatious smirk that subtly alluded his agenda.

#i cannot with aleksei lol bye #( & yes homo. )#( & convo. )#( c: lance. )

bromeoxahn:

“Cheers, bro,” he said, emphasis on the bro. “Are you hitting up Kiran’s pardy, then? Planning on pulling any mint birds?”

His lips curved into a smirk as he raised his brows. “Is that your way of saying that you want me there?” Aleksei asked in amusement, eyeing Lance up and down.

#( & yes homo. )#( & convo. )#( c: lance. )

bromeoxahn:

“If this ain’t the freshest shirt you ever saw, mandem, you must be blind. Gonna look so piff with my Hufs.”

“Oh, trust me, Ahn, it most definitely makes you the man of the night.”

#LMAO ALEKS STOP FUCKING LANCE OVER #( & yes homo. )#( & convo. )#( c: lance. )

look-a-meme

My muse is dying in your muses arms. Send me yours muses reaction.

#( & ask meme. )#LOL

serpentinadia-blog

Nadia smirked, this was comfortable–this wasn’t so different than what they did usually, only with masks and higher stakes this time–they didn’t have to hold back. And with Aleksei, she knew she wouldn’t have to worry about a mess or blood spilled unless it was absolutely necessary. But which of them to pick? Longbottom would be an almost assured victory, but she had told Greyback she wouldn’t do too much to harm her; and Nadia didn’t want a rabid werewolf on her case. Ahn, from personal experience, wasn’t really one they could play subtle mind games with–he’d needed something a bit harsher. Melody was occupied, much to Nadia’s dismay, which left the Potters. She smiled, nudging Aleksei with her elbow, “Who better to start with than one of the sons of the Boy-Who-Lived?” She gestured to the brother of her choice and waited for Aleksei’s acceptance. “If only Lily were here.”

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Aleksei didn’t think that he had ever truly hated anyone in his life, but he was angry about how Lily Potter had left a mark on his best friend. So when Nadia pointed out to one of the Potter boys, —the elder one, James—all Aleksei could do was agree. That’d serve Lily right; the two of them playing mind games on her eldest brother. “Ah, of course,” Aleksei murmured, sizing up the eldest Potter boy. “Remind them about how their father had just d i e d, no? I’m all ears for this. What do you think we ought to do to him?”

#( & nadia. )#( c: nadia. )#( & convo. )#( & group two. )

pocketsfullofsins-blog

❝Do you hear what you’re saying? Fear is your greatest weapon.❞ Medea laughed, shaking her head. ❝Look at Longbottom, crying - sobbing because she fears for her father. With the right persuasion she will sing like a canary for the slightest tid bit of information about daddy dearest. Making them feel at home, will only make them feel comfortable and then they’ll clam up - because they wont fear us.❞

maskedhaert-blog

It was funny how so many people wouldn’t even suspect Medea Nott to be acting like this. If he had gone to Lance Ahn and told him that Medea was murderous with no amount of calm at all, he would surely scoff in Aleksei’s face. But look at her, being herself finally behind the mask. Ironic how she can only be herself when she was wearing a mask, really. “Sarcasm, my friend,” he said when she started to ramble about fear. “I was being sarcastic. Go on, do whatever you’d like with them.”

#( & medea. )#( c: medea. )#( & convo. )#( & group two. )

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