&& victory.

you can be the king but w a t c h the queen ( conquer )

[sharmanclub]

@ashaleo: Talking Trash @danielsharmanofficial https://instagram.com/p/1WTGOuBcPp/

[crucioyaxley-blog]

“Come. Join me. You’re either celebrating or mourning and you’re in luck, because booze complements any mood.”

[qxidditchqueen-blog]

“Mourning the potential loss of my freedom.” Gwenog muttered, walking towards Cyrus. The witch collapsed onto the couch beside him, leaning her head back. “You’re not wrong.”

[dcrkestofplaces]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIZA  | emma vanity | modern aesthetics

happy birthday to one of the sweetest people i know. liza, you’re an amazing writer and i absolutely adore you. you’re so creative and your emma vanity is actually one of the best i’ve ever come across. she’s so beautiful and intricate — just like the rest of your characters. so, liza, keep on being the amazing writer and person that you are and have a fabulous year. i hope something or someone makes you smile everyday for the next 365 days. love you, cutiepie ♥

[wnq-music]

Good conversation turns me on. A connection between two people, a mental one first.

Brian Molko (via wnq-music)

[vanitatxm-blog]

♠️ (this is so late i'm sorry ily)

Emma’s honest opinion of Gwen is simply… wow. Sure, the girl is her rival on the field and neither of them are exactly kind to each other when it comes to playing to their best; but there is a drive and passion and stubbornness in Gwen that Emma finds alluring and admirable. She’s exactly who you see, with more power and electricity in her skin than a thunderstorm. They probably would be best friends, if their mutual competitiveness didn’t get in the way. But the girl is clever, wild, and someone that Emma truly respects. 

[qxidditchqueen-blog]

cruelcoldsmile:

“Oh it’s your party?” Rodolphus replied, and it seemed that this did change everything, if only a little bit. You attended the parties your friends threw, and he and Gwenog were friends.. right? It had certainly seemed as such when they had fucked, at the very least. “Well then, I wouldn’t miss it for the world, Jones.” His entire countenance positively lit up at this mention of Sirius, someone looking to piss off the disowned heir to the Black family had certainly more than earned their way into his good books. “Fuck Black, he’s too busy making goo-goo eyes at his friends to give you the lavishing attention you fully deserve, Gwenog. I can sober up, but really is there much of a point? In an hour or so you’ll all be out of your minds and it’ll hardly matter, don’t you think?”

She should just smile and say she’s glad he’s coming, she should just smile and say, it’ll be fun, but Gwenog was pissed tonight. She was pissed she wasn’t playing, and she was pissed Remus, someone she genuinely liked was being the way he was, she was pissed that she was getting betrothed, and she was pissed that she couldn’t act like she was pissed at all. But she was also happy because the season was starting, and because Rod had said he’d come, and because she was healthy, and because she looked fucking good, if she did say so herself, and then there was the fact she’d had a couple drinks, and all that put togeather had her stepping towards him, her lips brushing against his ear. “As I recall a fifteen minutes with you can drive me out of my mind, or three if we’re in bed.” She lingered close for a second, only pulling back slightly to smirk up at him.

[yaboijames-blog]

“Okay, I’m here – now the party can really start. Call me Ke$ha, I guess? Although sadly, Jack is not a very good alternative for toothpaste.”

[qxidditchqueen-blog]

Before I start insulting you, I have to ask, want me to ban your players from drinking?

[qxidditchqueen-blog]

xcanisx:

Grrr, demanding. I like it. Don’t worry, Gwen. I promise to find a nice Ravenclaw cheerleader outfit. I’ll even hold up a sign with your name on it and all that jazz.

Well, I’m already considered an idiot for amny reasons. But I’m glad that not asking for fashion advice is not in the list.

You know that is going on instagram.

I won’t argue there. You certainly are an idiot, but hopefully one who’s coming to my party?

[qxidditchqueen-blog]

lupine-lupin:

No, no, please don’t get on your knees, that’s going to look really bad if anyone sees us.

I’ll think about it, okay? It kind of depends a lot on what James and Sirius and Peter are planning on doing, too. Sirius will probably go, though. I mean, I haven’t talked to him about it, but I’m assuming.

Aight, just this once I won’t get on my knees for you.

Don’t if you won’t have a good time, but just know you’re welcome, okay? And just for the record, I never mean to steal Sirius from you, he’s your best mate. You boys, I never expect to have anything like that with him, you know? He and I just have a good time, and I love him but I don’t want more. You make him happy, you support him, you understand him, better than I ever could, or at least in a different way, and in my book that makes y’all some type of gods, even if I’m going to kick your team’s arse when I play against Gryffindor. But you don’t have to respond to any of that. Here, just have a smore.

[qxidditchqueen-blog]

jxsper-f:

His head shook with laughter, whether it was more for Gwenog or the look on the boy’s face he wasn’t sure. Just to add injury to insult, Jasper snaked his arm around her waist and ushered her away; feigning the illusion that they had been there together. Once the boy was no longer in sight, his hand dropped to his side and he returned his attentions to the drink in his hand. “Your way happen often?”

Because the bloke couldn’t see her face, she arched a brow at Jasper as his arm slid around her body, but even still she moved with him, her body leaning gently into his, though if it was because she wanted to or for the sake of the boy they left behind, was unclear. “About as often as any unsolicited groping I get.” Gwenog commented, stepping back.

[qxidditchqueen-blog]

lupine-lupin:

Ha. Haha. And also, today only, a special bonus “ha”! Good luck trying to get anyone in the Gryffindor dorm awake at 4:45 AM. Half the time we don’t even go to sleep that early.

I’m ready, yeah - for a quiet night in my dorm room, finishing up All The Light We Cannot See. Drugs and Remus Lupin don’t really mix. And drugs, a loud party on school grounds, and any professor in the castle really don’t mix.

I’ve managed to get Lyra up that early before, but you’re right, the rest of your house is hopeless. 

I get that, but I promise there are muting spells and some to hide the light that are gonna be on the party. There will be drugs, but I won’t be doing any, plenty of people won’t. I hope you decide to come, in fact if it will get me anywhere I will get down on my knees right now and beg you to.

[qxidditchqueen-blog]

lupine-lupin:

I hate to the one to break the news to you, Gwen, but we’re all magical here. And if Frozen is the thing you relegate to the sidelines then your priorities areway screwed up.

Anyway, word on the street is you’re throwing a sick party. Are you ready for it?

Then you too could wake up at 4:45 to work out. Of course, I don’t really recommend it, but what can I say, I do it for the game. I love Quidditch almost as much as you love frozen.

That depends, are you ready Lupin? Because my goal for tonight is not only to get you to come to the party, but to get you on the table singing let it be.

[qxidditchqueen-blog]

jxsper-f:

Jasper was bout to make a comment when he watched the girl go to work. He was completely mesmerized as she threw the drink in the boy’s face and the spell was broken only when she turned to him once more. He grabbed a couple glasses from a nearby table. handing one to her as he raised his own with a nod of approval. “My apologies, you were correct. That is how it is done.”

Gwenog’s lips found their way into a smirk at his obvious approval. She would never have cared if he liked what she’d done, but it certainly didn’t hurt that he did. She took the drink from Jasper, eyes flicking over him for a moment. “Your way isn’t so bad either.” She stated, before lifting it to her lips and throwing it back in one smooth motion. She then paused for a moment to look back over her shoulder at the boy who was still standing there, with a shocked and horribly amusing expression. “Bye.” The witch raised her hand waving him off before her attention returned to Jasper.

[qxidditchqueen-blog]

Pretty City Asks

London: How do you take your tea?

Paris: Describe your favorite kiss.

Dublin: Do you believe in Soul mates?

Oslo: What keeps you warm?

Amsterdam: What is your ideal night out?

Los Angeles: What would you change about yourself?

Milan: How do you think others describe you?

Prague: What is your favorite season?

New York City: What gets you up in the morning?

Hong Kong: What is your earliest childhood memory?

Tel Aviv: What is your favorite thing about your family?

Las Vegas: Have you ever broken a heart?

Madrid: Describe your aesthetic.

Chicago: What do you ache for?

Toronto: Describe your ideal partner.

Sorrento: What is your weakness?

Cairo: Whats your favorite quote?

Budapest: What tattoo do you want?

Mumbai: What is your favorite scent

Stockholm: What scares you?

[zazavasyutin]

“And that my friend, is how it’s done.”

[qxidditchqueen-blog]

“Nah, its not.” Gwenog was reaching for the other glass when she felt a hand on her arse, and without pausing she grabbed the cup and turned to the sixth year who started saying something he probably thought was charming. Gwenog smiled, and promptly threw the drink into his face, and turned back to Jasper, grabbed the bottle and began to refill her cup. “That is how it’s done.”

[prxefortis-blog]

“Remind me why you’re wasting my time?”

[qxidditchqueen-blog]

“Claws in, Bellatrix. I was just asking if you’re coming to the party.”

[xcanisx-blog]

Hey! Yes, you! I need you to be completely honest with me….Are the pompoms too much? Should I be wearing like…Knee high socks with this? I’m trusting you with fashion so…What do you say? Do I look dashing or what?

[qxidditchqueen-blog]

I say that if you don’t get that decked out for my team when the Ravenclaw Hufflepuff match comes, you won’t get kissed for a month.

Also, everyone trusts me with fashion, you’d have to be an idiot not to.