lightning strike

Herr God, Herr Lucifer Beware. Beware. Out of the ash I rise with my red hair And I eat men like air. Lady Lazarus - Sylvia Plath

[sylviapendragon-blog]

“I’m not putting shoes on and you can’t make me.”

[mconish-blog]

“Oh, are we making statements? Is this like a thing? I’m always down for things!”

[dorksmeadowes]

“Is it too early for vodka pumpkin juice? Or is it Gigglewater o'clock?” Dorcas questioned with a gentle smile, as she swung herself into the spot beside whom she was talking to. The smile she offered said ‘it’s never too early for vodka pumpkin juice.’

[mconish-blog]

"Is that a question or a dare?"

[mconish-blog]

trnsfiguration:

“Oh no, not me —– I’d be sitting in my office and relishing in the peace and quiet, knowing that I ought to enjoy it while it lasts.”

“Well that would be just boring Professor,” Valeria said with a giggle. “Though a break every once in a while wouldn’t be too terrible.”

[mconish-blog]

luciusmalfov:

“That sounds terrible. Perhaps you’d do good following some lessons about dressing normally and understanding the basics of fashion, because this is not making a statement: this is frankly just gross.”

She looked at Lucius Malfoy with a blank look on her face, giving him the chance to admit he was just kidding. (She truly hoped he was). Upon realizing he was, in fact, being serious, she laughed loudly. “The basics of fashion? Oh gag me green with a tangerine. I understand basic human decency which is more than I can say for you, which is frankly just gross.”

[trnsfiguration]

“One day I will find out how to use silencio on Poltergeists and I won’t ever be disturbed again,” muttered Minerva, hands covering her ears as she tried to find Peeves and stop him from banging multiple pieces of furniture together.

[mconish-blog]

“C'mon Professor, you know that if Peeves was ever quiet for a minute we’d all be concerned,” Valerie said with a laugh.

[luciusmalfov-blog]

“That is an impressive stain you’ve got there … I’d almost think it was a fashion statement if it wasn’t so nasty,” said Lucius, nose wrinkled slightly as he looked at the person’s shirt.

[mconish-blog]

A scoff as she looked up at the boy. “It’s not a stain you idiot it’s a statement how thick are you?” Val rolled her eyes before going on. “It’s a middle finger to ideas of perfection and a need of approval. I could give you some lessons if you’d like.”

[girlpanties]

every woman has the earth inside her

[thelonelywaffle115]

There are men out there who will carry that world for you.

[girlpanties]

mmm… no thanks….

[mconish-blog]

camilasrosas:

“Sure thing, guial. Only, will it mean as much, since she’s not a student? I don’t really get how petitions work. Like, can just anybody sign, even if it doesn’t effect them?” Camila chattered away as she painted Val’s nails. “Petition to stop straight boys leering at me, and I get all my gay mates to sign? It’s a thought. I mean, at least it’s still somewhat legislative, like I’m assuming we can’t petition for me passing Herbology.”

Valerie’s face scrunched up in thought for a moment before she shrugged. “I dunno, I guess... I mean, it’s like she’d be saying that she wants there to be a club for this, so even though it wouldn’t affect them, if they believe in it, it’s worth a shot!” She giggled at Camila’s examples. “I’d sign both of those petitions for you Babe,” Val told her friend. “And I’d forge as many as I could as well.”

[mconish-blog]

professor-flint:

“Indeed,” he agreed. Any hope of resuming his work was dashed upon hearing her next words. Eli sighed inwardly to himself. “Not much is ‘going up in here’,” he carefully repeated the phrase she’d used. “Just marking.” He paused for a moment. “Well, if you’re going to stay, then do properly come in.”

She grinned, gliding into the room with a small sway of her hips that she got from her Grammy. “Great, thanks for inviting me. That door frame wasn’t very comfy.” Valerie plopped into a seat and looked at the teacher. “Valerie Mconish, pleasure I’m sure.” She extended her hand before continuing. “Wanna talk about gender roles or male driven work forces? Or society’s pressure to fit a certain standard of beauty? Those are my favorite topics. You?”

[marimopet]

im a power couple with myself. i love us. we work hard

[iinfcrnoo]

mconish:

She laughed and shook her head. “Nah, sarcastic throwaway would’ve been pretty shitty on your part. You might have almost made me feel bad about myself.” Not true, of course. No one ever made Valerie feel bad about herself, but that was of no importance. “Smart thinking,” she said as she raised an eyebrow right back. “You and I might just be a killer team, you know,” Valerie teased.

“You caught me on a good day, consider yourself lucky.” She considered the girl a bit more, curious and yet detached from her very own curiosity. The girl before her was self confident and she felt she’d rather admire that than ridicule it. A grin graced Anka’s features, of course it was smart thinking, it was her. “Oh, I’m afraid not.” She laughed softly “I don’t do teams.”

[mconish-blog]

“Hmm, pity,” she said with a shrug that didn’t make it seem like it was actually a pity. “Teams make life great, especially among women, but you seem like you’ve got that whole solo thing down pretty well, so I get it,” Val said with a laugh.

[camilasrosas-blog1]

mconish:

She watched as Camila started painting her nails and laughed. “Well no one’s signing my fucking petition! So the only gossip I have is that this school is full of misogynist pigs but that’s nothing new,” she said with a shrug. “A euphemism? How interesting. At least the bird wasn’t cheating?” Val asked with a laugh.

“Oh, it could well be both. Could be a femme fatale, sent to distract me. The universe wants me to fail Herbology, you know,” Camila said, brandishing the nail brush and dripping a bit of polish on the table. “Whoops,” she said, wiping at it with a thumb. “So which petition is this, have I signed that thing yet? I could do it again, I do Paola’s signature real well.”

[mconish-blog]

She laughed and nodded along. “Ohhhhh yeah, absolutely. It’s, like, conspiring against you. The Fates are thinking - fuck this Camila girl and her Herbology success, send in the femme fatale!” She hummed and grinned. “My fave kind of femme,” she teased. “But it’s for the club I wanna start, The Feminist Agenda, but no one cares about equal rights apparently. I think you have but if you can do Paola’s then one more will get me even closer!“

[professor-flint-deactivated2017]

mconish:

“Is this not the way to the Third Floor broom closet on the right side of the castle?” Valerie looked around. “I mean, seeing as you’re an old man and not a hot girl I’m guessing I’m in the wrong place.”

Though mildly annoyed by the interruption, Eli kept his tone light. “Indeed not. And it would seem your sense of direction is not quite up to par with your perceptiveness.” 

[mconish-blog]

Valerie laughed at his comment, shaking her head. “I’m really bad at directions,” she said as she leaned against the door frame. “What’s up in here, Prof? I’m guessing she left, so I’ve got nothing better to do than be here. You’re welcome.”

[colorsinautumn-archive]

#youbeyou

[professor-flint-deactivated2017]

“My office hour is not for another hour. But if it’s important, then come in”.

[mconish-blog]

"Is this not the way to the Third Floor broom closet on the right side of the castle?" Valerie looked around. "I mean, seeing as you're an old man and not a hot girl I'm guessing I'm in the wrong place."

[mconish-blog]

camilasrosas:

“I’m bringing the glitter, here, you’re supposed to bring the gossip!” Camila scolded, taking her friend’s hand and starting in on the polish. A good time-killer while she made something up. “Oh, wait, I’ve got an update on the bird I thought was cheating off my Herbology project, I think the trowel was supposed to be a euphemism?”

She watched as Camila started painting her nails and laughed. “Well no one’s signing my fucking petition! So the only gossip I have is that this school is full of misogynist pigs but that’s nothing new,” she said with a shrug. “A euphemism? How interesting. At least the bird wasn’t cheating?” Val asked with a laugh.

[mconish-blog]

iinfcrno:

Anka continued her notes as the girl replied, though she was interested in the conversation. “No such thing as true hypotheticals, besides would you have preferred a sarcastic throwaway?” Still, she appreciated what she felt had been a compliment as opposed to being thought of as morbid. Eyebrow arched at the idea of not wanting to fight her off, but she supposed underestimation and inflated egos went both ways. “I suggest you at least steal someone else’s wand, or you’ll be caught for sure.”

She laughed and shook her head. “Nah, sarcastic throwaway would’ve been pretty shitty on your part. You might have almost made me feel bad about myself.” Not true, of course. No one ever made Valerie feel bad about herself, but that was of no importance. “Smart thinking,” she said as she raised an eyebrow right back. “You and I might just be a killer team, you know,” Valerie teased.