[searuin-a]

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[mothprincess]

z.l., “repentance”

[searuin-a]

&&.  𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓   𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄   𝐈’𝐃   𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄   𝐓𝐎   𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖   𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 !

𝟎𝟏 .   ALIAS   /   NAME :     carys !    

𝟎𝟐 .   BIRTHDAY :    august  ,  18 th

𝟎𝟑 .   ZODIAC   SIGN :     leo  ☼    capricorn  ☽    pisces  ↑

𝟎𝟒 .   HEIGHT :    about    6 ft

𝟎𝟓 .   HOBBIES :    writing    (  duh  )    ,    art    ,    

𝟎𝟔 .   FAVORITE   COLOR :    sage    green    /    cornflower    blue    .

𝟎𝟕 .   FAVORITE   BOOK :    either    a    portrait    of    dorian    gray    ,    or    a    silent    history    .

𝟎𝟖 .   LAST   SONG :    you’ll    rebel    to    anything    -    mindless    self    indulgence    .

𝟎𝟗 .   LAST   FILM   /   SHOW :    bungo    stray    dogs    .

𝟏𝟎 .   INSPIRATION :    lighting    candles    ,    spell    jars    ,    joan    tierney’s    poetry    ,    taking    walks    in    the    woods    .

𝟏𝟏 .   STORY   BEHIND   URL :    searuin    is    the    title    of    a    poem    i    wrote    for    theo    ,    but    also    taken    from    his    fascination    with    atlantis    in    previous    verses    .

not  tagged  but  i  stole  this  from  @lockhcrts   !    tagging  ;  anybody  who  saw  one  of  these  and  wished  they  had  been  tagged  .

[afelinepersuasion-blog]

my immortal sentence starter meme, part two.

feel free to replace any name with any name. same for pronouns. there are literally no rules for this. it’s literally from the worst fanfiction ever created in the history of the universe.

“Oh yeah o have a confession after she got expuld I murdered her and den loopin did it with her cause he’s a necphilak.”

“OH HEY BTw, im going to a concert with drako tonight in Hogsmeade with mcr. I need to wear like dahotset outfit EVA.”

“I found some cool goffic stores near Hogwarts that’s all.”

“Yah u wouldn’t believe how many posers ther are in this town man! Yesterday loopin and snap tried to buy a goffic camera pouch.”

“Oh my satan you have to buy that outfit”

“Hey bitch you look kawaii.”

“U moronic idiots! Enoby, I told u to kill Vampire. Thou have failed. And now…I shall kill thou and Draco!”

“We went back to our rooms and we had you-know-what to a Linkin Park song.”

“There were pastors of poser bands everywhere, like Ashlee Simpson and the Backstreet Boys.”

"Vampire looked really jealous. I could see him crying blood in a gothic way (geddit, way lik Gerard) but I didn’t say anything.”

"So now next time you see me doing it with my boyfriend you cant fuking rat me out or I’ll show dis to Dumbledork. So fuck off, u bastards!”

“Oh he’s bein a fucking bastard. He told me he wouldn’t cum.”

“U wanna cum with me? 2 the concert?”

“I wuz so turned on cuz I love sensitive bi guyz.”

“No fuck u you preppy little poser sun of a fukcing bich!”

“It’s all right. We have to go now and you look kawaii anyway. Your so fucking beautiful.”

“But you have to tell me why your being all erective.”

“THE BARK LORD IS PLANNING TO KILL THE STUDENTS!”

“YOU ARE NOT FIT TO BE THE PRINCIPAL ANY LONGER! YOU ARE TOO OLD AND YOUR ALZHEIMERS IS DANGEROUS! YOU MUST RETRY OR VOLDEMORT WILL KILL YOUR STUDENTS!”

“Butt we cannot do this. We can’t close the school. There is only one person who is capable of killing Voldemort and she is in the school. And her name is…Enony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way.”

“You fucking bustard! I want to shit next to her!1”

“Thou havfe failed ur mission. Now I shall kill thouand I shall kill Vampire as well. If thou does not kill him before then I shall kill Draco too!”

“OMFG what if I’m getting possessed like in Da Ring 2!”

“Konnichiwa everybody come in.”

“All the preps who didn’t know what HT was gave me weird looks. I gave them the middle finger.”

“Okay you can go now, see ya cunt." 

“Bye bitch.”

“OK!1 if u dnot lik da story den go fok urself u fokeng prep!”

"U must go back in time and sedouce him. It is the only way. If he is still evil then you must kill him. You can come to my room tomorrow and you can do it.”

“The problem is…I have to seduce Volxemort. Ill have 2 go bak in time”

“We started freching as we climbed into the cofin. He put his spock in my you-know-what and passively we did it.”

“Yeah buster what the fuck are u going to do with the fucking camera?”

“NO TALKING IN THE HALLS! STUPID GOFFS!”

[upor]

send me questions you have about my character!

anything and everything. favorites. thoughts on people, on events. what they would do in a certain situation. how things would be different if something had/hadn’t happened. simple questions, complex questions. have at it!

[searuin-a]

❛    greetsdeath    /    harry    .

only  few  from  the  class  could  see  them  — they  were  hardly  the  lucky  ones  .  and  yet  ,  harry  wanted  others  to  appreciate  them  ;  acknowledge  them  .  personally  ,  he  could  relate  :  the  thestrals  gained  a  perception  of  disgust  ,  of  fear  and  loosely  based  assumption  regarding  their  entire  being  .  not  far  off  from  himself .  it  was  only  to  be  expected  ,  what  with  his  crazed  ,  uninhabited  emotions  over  the  year  ,  for  harry  to  connect  to  such  beasts  ,  protectiveness  to  ensure  .

     curiosity  sparked  in  his  breast  ;  where  an  annoyed  click  of  the  tongue  ,  roll  of  the  eyes  pursued  ,  a  lack  of  understanding  now  overtook  .  he  knew  it  was  none  of  his  business  ,  and  if  situations  were  reversed  ,  harry  would  not  pay  attention  to  prying  eyes  and  minds  .  violation  would  settle  ,  followed  by  the  anger  he  had  kept  at  bay  as  of   late  .  not  particularly  perceptive  regarding  his  interest  ,  barely  empathetic  .  however  it  wasn’t  simple  questioning  ,  not  a  state  of  who  did  you  see  die  ? ,  harry  wished  just  to  understand  .  so  new  to  him  …  how  long  had  theodore  known  of  their  existence  ?

     gentle  weather  blazing  ,  a  slight  chill  on  the  sleeve  .  the  class  is  wandering  to  themselves  when  harry  properly  approached  .  majority  disgusted  ,  few  interested  ,  despite  not  being  aware  of  what  it  was  they  were  meant  to  be  looking  at  .   “  you  can  see  them  ,  too  ?  ”    he  hadn’t  intended  to  sound  so  cold  ,  so  condescending  —  shock  waves  merely  spread  through  his  body  in  a  rush  when  assessed  .  stereotypes  ensured  ,  if  five  years  proved  anything  ,  it  was  that  the  traits  of  the  colours  worn  day  in  and  out  usually  pertained  to  the  individual  wearing  said  schemes  .  harry knew better than that , he did , but a clear thought process was dimming against the surprise . neville  ,  he  could  understand  ,  he  knew  why  .  but  for  theodore  nott  to  gain  common  sight  in  the  minds  eye  …  shocked  was  an  understatement  .  everyone  had  a  story  to  tell  .  theodore  included  ,  harry   couldn’t  believe  he  wished  to  know  what  it  was  .

     “ odd  looking  things  ,  huh  ?  have  you  seen  them  before  this  lesson  ?  ”    he  knew  he  was  being  selfish  :  prying  into  extremely  personal  memories  of  a  boy  he  didn’t  even  care  for  ,  to  gain  a  better  understanding  for  himself  .  looking  after  oneself  was  becoming  a  sole  factor  of  the  year  --  he  was  beginning  to  understand  that  ,  and  shame  for  doing  so  was  flickering profoundly like a candle upon its last breath .

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞    𝐰𝐚𝐬    𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈    𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏    the    disguised    bluntness    and    the    self  -  awareness    striking    a    distinct    chord    of    recognition    .      the sky  ;    cloudless  ,    and    yet    muddy    in    symmetry    to    the    idea    that    for    all    they    had    in    common  ,    harry    potter    was    certain    to    be    nothing    like    him    .      vaguely    refreshing    however    it    might    be  ,    the    theories    that    lay    behind    the    eyes    could    not    be    analysed    beyond    asssumption    .    .    .        /        somehow    it    made    sense    for    his    counter    to    be    able    to    see    just    as    he    could  ,    but    it    was    a    guilty    breed    of    logic  .    yet  ,    a    quiet    echo    :     “    too  ?    ”     he    wouldn’t    raise    childish    ┈    but    harry’s    emotions    seemed    to    sit    so    close    to    the    surface    .      was    a    thestral    truly    any    less    jarring    when    you    have    layed    eyes    upon    a    hundred    ?    or    did    they    always    strike    forth    into    loneliness    and    an    empty     despair    ?     the    rest    of    the    class    in    his    reflection    look    hungry    ┈    ready    to    pounce    upon    a    glint    of    anything     .      it    is    the    curse    of    a    recluse    to    still    believe    people    care    .

    ;    to    say    he    had    been    dreading    this    class    would    be    a    gross    understatement    .      since    reading    it    would    be    on    the    syllabus    there    had    been    a    𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠    resting    in    his    gut    that    coiled    in    desperation    to    avoid    the    whispers  ,    the    furtive    glances    as    the    rumour    mill    regains    its    steady    click    .      it    was    a    pity  ,    really  ,    that    such    beautiful    creatures    had    been    assigned    such    a    reputation    ┈┈    and   all   for   what    ?    perhaps    blissfully    ignorant    minds    could    not    appreciate    the    beauty    lying    in    something    so    defiant    of    nature    .

inquiry    parallels    scrutiny    and    he    cannot    avoid    the    thought    his    answer    is    going    to    be    judged    .       “    no  ,    actually    ”      tone    humourless  ,    eyes    averted      “    this    is    the    first    time    i’ve    seen    them    .      saw    someone    killed    right    before    this    lesson  ,    matter    of    fact    ┈    ”    he    feels    something    akin    to    cruel    as    the    words    spill    from    his    lips    .    (    𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐲    𝐜𝐚𝐧    𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞    𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲    𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡    𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞    ;      𝐰𝐡𝐨    𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬    𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞    𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧    𝐨𝐧𝐞    𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞      )    ----    but    he    breathes    in  ,    and    out  ,    shifts    his    weight    across    his    body    and    starts    again    in    place    of    an    apology    .

 [     .    .    .      ]

“    i    think    there’s    something    sort    of    beautiful    about    them    now    .      they    scared    me  ,    when    i    was    a    kid  ,    but    now    . . .    ”     there    is    no    unspoken    end    to    his    words  ,    but    a    sunny    day    is    no    place    for    sharing    secrets    and    that    is    as    close    as    he    wants    to    get    to    mutual    understanding    .

[lockhcrts]

                 B I T E     you  man  with  nothing  more  than  bark      /       story  teller    ,      take  me  to  the  stars  and  back     .       let  words  spill  from  your  lips  like  you  once  did      ,      in  a  time  before  the  world  forgot  you     &    your  smile    .        OH    CHILD    OF   THE    WORD       please     ,         remember     .      indie  &  selective    gilderoy  lockhart     as loved by mani

[untomb]

▧    ┈      𝑼𝑵𝑻𝑶    /    𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐁    ؛    she    walked    towards    her    grave    with    the    conviction    of    righteousness      /      the    knowledge    she    would    fall    and    yet    remain    in    history    for    she    was    a    catalyst      /      a    change    greater    than    any    one    person      /      any    one    lifetime    .

untomb  is  a  mutuals  only  ,  18 +  blog  for  bellatrix  black - lestrange  of  the  wizarding  world  .  established  2013  by  carys  .  canon - divergent  ,  anti - jkr  and  non  compliant  with  tcc .

[searuin-a]

❛    ashesrise    /    pansy  .

  she knew that most of their house had their own issues with their parents -- it wasn't the easiest of houses to be sorted into , and it came with specific ... expectations when one came from a pure - blooded family like she did . especially a pure blooded family who was fairly high up on the food chain of supporters of you - know - who . she was expected to follow her parents , she was expected to become a death eater like them ; it was like her whole life was set out for her now . the first couple years at hogwarts , her life was her own and she could see herself having the time of her life with them , but now ? she wasn't sure what was going to happen .

pansy watched him carefully , her cat - like eyes taking in his movements . theo was one of her best friends -- and she knew that he was in the same boat as she was in the end . her , theo , and draco -- all their fathers were in it together . they were all friends and all of the dark lord's most trusted . in some ways she envied blaise , he didn't seem to be put under the same watchful eye as the rest of them were . " i suppose you're right , theo . " she spoke finally , accented words slipping from between plush lips before the pulled gently into a smirk . " i would hate for you to destroy anything we have , and you well know it . but i appreciate the sentiment , truly . " she seemed to relax in the seat she occupied in their common room , her legs crossed thigh over thigh and she rested her cheek in her hand . " i don't know . i just want to have a little fun , you know . before we have to be so serious all the time . " or rather before she has to take the mark and her life will no longer be hers to control .

sometimes    it    was    a    comfort    they    all    lay    in    the    same    boat  ;     other    times    it    seemed    as    though    it    only    made    their    vessel    sink    faster    ┈┈    they    themselves    acting    the    part    of    catalyst    with    unknowing    readiness  ;    the    only    solace    to    be    found    in    knowing    they    might    see    one    another    to    the    end    of    the    road  .    “    you    know    i’m    always    right    .    ”      his    eyes    would    suggest    this    is    only    a    joke    but    his    tone    is    convicted  ;    barred    by    the    words    none    of    them    dare    speak    for    fear    it    becomes    an    unwanted    confession :

(    𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆    𝒏𝒐𝒕    𝒕𝒉𝒆    𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚    𝒐𝒏𝒆    𝒘𝒉𝒐’𝒔    𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅    𝒃𝒖𝒕    𝒔𝒐    𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈    𝒂𝒔    𝒘𝒆    𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒌    𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓    𝒘𝒆    𝒄𝒂𝒏    𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆    𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆    .      𝒕𝒉𝒆    𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒚    𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔    𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕    𝒔𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒔    𝒊𝒏    𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓    𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒔    𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓    𝒚𝒐𝒖    𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓    𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌    𝒐𝒇    𝒕𝒉𝒆    𝒇𝒖𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆    𝒊𝒔    𝒏𝒐𝒕    𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒏𝒕  ,    𝒐𝒏𝒆    𝒅𝒂𝒚    𝒘𝒆    𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍    𝒂𝒍𝒍    𝒃𝒆    𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆    𝒕𝒐    𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆    .      𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑  ,    𝒂𝒏𝒅    𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓    .      𝒂𝒏𝒅   𝒘𝒆    𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍    𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓    𝒘𝒉𝒚    𝒊𝒕    𝒘𝒂𝒔    𝒘𝒆    𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒅    𝒊𝒏    𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕    𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓    𝒇𝒐𝒓    𝒔𝒐    𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈    .      )

“    perhaps  ,    there    is    a    simple    joy    in    destruction    we    have    yet    to    find    ”      perhaps    breaking    all    we    hold    dear    will    stop    it    being    taken    in    an    icy    grasp    .      his    words    are    void    of    any    usual    franticity    around    her   ;    but    his    posture    remains    closed    off .      theo    bore    witness    to    few    of    her    horrors  ,    and   considers   himself    a    grandiose    imposter    in    attempts    to     understand    what     may    have    shaped    her    life    as    though    to    try    and    face    similarities    in    their    pasts    could    be    an    act    similar    to    taking    a    sledgehammer    to    justification    .       “    we    could    have    fun    .      the    three    of    us    .      the    two    of    us    .      ┈┈    we    could    do    anything    we    wanted    ”

[searuin-a]

>    what    do    you    wish    you    could    say    ?

𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄   ,    𝑷𝑳𝑬𝑨𝑺𝑬    𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓    𝐓𝐎    𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖    𝐌𝐄     ┈┈    you    keep    quite    literally    everything    bottled    up  ,    don’t    you    ?      you    try    to    be    there    for    everyone    else  ,    but    NOBODY    has    ever    asked    about    you    .      you    have    a    mental    list    in    your    head    of    things    that    you    WISH    beyond    wishing    that    people    would    ask    to    know    about    you  ,    but    nobody    has    .      you’re    afraid    that    if    you    tell    them  ,    you    won’t    get    the    response    you    crave  ,    which    gets    more    and    more    mysterious    and    gut  -  wrenchingly    necessary    with    every    day    that    goes    by    in    silence    .      it    feels    like    you    aren’t    allowed    to    exist    .

tagged    by    ;    @valorbled​    .    tagging    ;    you    !

[searuin-a]

 ❛    theblckheir    /    sirius  .

     he watches hesitation play on the kid’s face,  the way cigarette turns between fingers.  lily once told him about the devil,  a muggle belief,  she once told him he reminded her of him.  she had said that he used to be an angel but that he rebelled because he thought humans had to be free,  had to have free will      &&      that everyone believes him to be evil even though he had always been fighting for freedom.  lily had said that the guy was temptation,  that he forced humans to make their own choice by tempting them with the wrong one      --      sirius had felt like that lucifer bloke really was brilliant to be honest.  now,  as he watches the kid hesitate,  he does feel like that,  tempting,  always tempting people.  that never really changed,  sirius has always been skilled when it came to testing people,  he’s never been good at accepting lies      &&      uncovering liars is a pleasure of his.

      sirius likes the kid,  theodore,  he seems to be bluntly honest,  to not really care about what others think      --      he’s the kind of kid sirius can’t help but feel fondness for.     &&      so he smiles when he should be pissed,  he accepts mockery for what it is,  the way the kid chose to express himself.  the black man should know,  it still is his defense mechanism most times.  sadly,  people are always walking on eggshells around him      &&      they’re right to do so for the kid just made a mistake.  a mistake that hardens his features,  a mistake that makes anger lick at his bones,  that transforms clear hues into stormy ones,      ❝  don’t be mistaken, kid, i was charged with treason too. branded a traitor. you should be thankful there’s no more treason these days, it’s hard to breath with a knife in your back.  ❞      every joy that used to exist in the room has disappeared in a second,  his moods are ever changing      &&      betting on them is a dangerous hobby.

there    is    taking    things    a    step    too    far    ;    and    there    is    taking    a    step    directly    off    a    cliff    into    the    hands    of    something    far    more    dangerous    .      theo    is    not    necessarily    scared  ,    but    he    fears    he    has    done    the    latter    .      it    is    fine    ,    that    is    fine    .      that    is    where    he    raised    himself    .      “    no  ,    no    - - -    perhaps    not    ...    ”      now    he’s    thinking    -    a    deafening    pause      “    perhaps  ,    the    only    way    to    breathe    easy    is    with    the    knife    in    your    hand    ”      it’s    hard    to    tell    whether    he    means    that    when    he    isn’t    sure    himself    but    the    words    twist    in    the    air    as    the    mood    turns    sour    in    absence    of    apology    .

he    was    wrong    ;    is    the    appropriate    dawning    realisation    .      they    are    not    the    same    .      sirius    has    war    written    into    his    blood    ,    it    seems    to    shape    his    actions    and    his    words    and    his    soul    .      such    active    participation    cannot    be    compared    to    the    spectator’s    opinions    .      to    see    war    is    not    to    become    one    with    the    force    that    drives    destruction    .      but    theo    is    a    liar  ,    outright  ,    and    to    refuse    that    same    courtesy    of    blatant    half    truths    unto    himself    is    only    a    damnation    to    introspection    .

“    while    it    would    certainly    be    a    simple    way    to    learn    who    your    real    friends    are  ,    i    was    imagining    something    more    along    the    lines    of    an    epic    quest    to    decapitate    some    people    french    revolution    style    ;    guillotines    and    all    ”

[rpmemeswagon]

                                        * . ✧ CIRCE ✧ . *

                                               - STARTERS -

❝ He showed me his scars, and in return he let me pretend that I had none. ❞ ❝ Humbling women seems to me a chief pastime of poets. ❞ ❝ I cannot bear this world a moment longer. ❞ ❝ You cannot know how frightened gods are of pain. ❞ ❝ I would say, some people are like constellations that only touch the earth for a season. ❞ ❝ You have always been the worst of my children. ❞ ❝ I will do as I please, and when you count your children, leave me out. ❞ ❝ When I was born, the word for what I was did not exist. ❞ ❝ When we are young, we think ourselves the first to have each feeling in the world. ❞ ❝ I will not be like a bird bred in a cage. ❞ ❝ This is what it means to be alive. ❞ ❝ But perhaps no parent can truly see their child. ❞ ❝ Yet because I knew nothing, nothing was beneath me. ❞ ❝ Some things are worth spilling blood for. ❞ ❝ You can teach a viper to eat from your hands, but you cannot take away how much it likes to bite. ❞ ❝ You threw me to the crows, but it turns out I prefer them to you. ❞ ❝ The grudges of gods are as deathless as their flesh. ❞ ❝ Those who fight against prophecy only draw it more tightly around their throats. ❞ ❝ Who knows what is in me? Will you find out? ❞ ❝ Bold action and bold manner are not the same. ❞ ❝ How many of us would be granted pardon if our true hearts were known? ❞ ❝ If you want it, I will do it. ❞ ❝ All my life I have been moving forward, and now I am here. ❞ ❝ Fear of failure was the worst thing for any spell. ❞ ❝ Imagine such a happiness. Like drinking wine your whole life, instead of water. ❞ ❝ Most men do not know me for what I am. ❞ ❝ You are right, this world is a wild and terrible place, and worth shouting at. ❞ ❝ He was no husband, scarcely even a friend. ❞ ❝ We bear it as best we can. ❞ ❝ Timidity creates nothing. ❞ ❝ It is youth’s gift not to feel its debts. ❞ ❝ What was I truly? In the end, I could not bear to know. ❞ ❝ They do not care if you are good. They barely care if you are wicked. ❞ ❝ Oh, sweetheart, it cannot be done. ❞ ❝ Lady, you and I are in accord. ❞ ❝ Why should I care what is in their hearts? ❞ ❝ You must keep your tricks close or you will lose everything. ❞ ❝ I never claimed to be good. ❞ ❝ My whole life, I had waited for tragedy to find me. ❞ ❝ You must understand people if you would rule them. ❞ ❝ Be sure not to dishonor me. ❞ ❝ Do not try to take my regret from me. ❞ ❝ Even those who had loved me a little did not care to stay. ❞ ❝ I can please you, I swear it. You will find none more loyal than me. ❞ ❝ I do think he loved me a little. ❞ ❝ Well? What do you have to say to me? ❞

[searuin-a]

[text]: I know you saw me get knocked out after I stepped on that rake why did you leave me there , for tandy

[ txt ; so hot it’s Nott even funny ] ; Well, if we’re completely honest here

[ txt ; so hot it’s Nott even funny ] ; I panicked because your friends were coming

[ txt ; so hot it’s Nott even funny ] ; and they hate me so I didn’t want them to think I did it...

[ txt ; so hot it’s Nott even funny ] ; I hope you’re feeling better though. I did visit you in the infirmary though, if that counts for anything

[   TEXT  :  GLOWSTICK   ]  ;    if they thought you had done it they might have thanked you :(

[   TEXT  :  GLOWSTICK   ]  ;    i do appreciate your concern though ,  that being said however  ...  no it counts for nothing

[   TEXT  :  GLOWSTICK   ]  ;    i hope you feel guilty for leaving me helpless

[   TEXT  :  GLOWSTICK   ]  ;    so much for being the hero - type  !

[searuin-a]

@ledspew​    sent    :    “    you    swear    you    didn’t    do    it    ?    ”

“    i    did    not    ┈┈    ”    the    corners    of    his    mouth    lift    into    a    smile    “    ┈┈    but    that    isn’t    the    question    ”

“    what    you    really    want    to    ask    yourself    ,    is    whether    if    i    had    i    would    tell    you    the    truth    .    ”

[theblckheir-a]

                        indie  mutuals  only  sirius  black  from  the  hp  fandom.                                                                                                    loved  by  julie.

thanks to nosta (  @mademartyr​ / @woeangel​  )  for making me that promo !!

[searuin-a]

@drcomalfy​   sent    :     “    don’t    you    realize    you    deserve    more    than    this   ?    ” 

he    sighs    ,      deep    and    pronounced    and    oh   -   so   -   dramatic    .      “    no    .    take    that    back    .    ” 

“    i    don’t    want    to    be    deserving    ,      life    has    not    ever    really    been    about    earning    more    .      it’s    about    taking    ┈┈    from    the    people    who    should    have    been    giving    for    free    .    ”

[searuin-a]

tag   drop   001  ;

.⠀﹠⠀ ∕⠀⠀win⠀ friends⠀ and⠀ influence⠀ people⠀﹕⠀﹝ ooc ﹞

.⠀﹠⠀ ∕⠀⠀hope⠀ is⠀ a⠀ dream⠀ and⠀ a⠀ lie⠀﹕⠀﹝ inbox ﹞

.⠀﹠⠀ ∕⠀⠀at⠀ least⠀ villains⠀ are⠀ remembered⠀﹕⠀﹝ starter call ﹞

.⠀﹠⠀ ∕⠀⠀this⠀ magic⠀ belongs⠀ to⠀ the⠀ sea⠀﹕⠀﹝ headcanon ﹞

.⠀﹠⠀ ∕⠀⠀such⠀ abstract⠀ sins⠀ are⠀ unforgiveable⠀﹕⠀﹝ meme ﹞

.⠀﹠⠀ ∕⠀⠀mouth⠀ and⠀ lungs⠀ all⠀ filled⠀ with⠀ dirt⠀﹕⠀﹝ prompts ﹞

.⠀﹠⠀ ∕⠀⠀ordinary⠀ sounds⠀ like⠀ a⠀ disease⠀﹕⠀﹝ threads ﹞

.⠀﹠⠀ ∕⠀⠀the⠀ mortifying⠀ ordeal⠀ of⠀ being⠀ known⠀﹕⠀﹝ muse ﹞

.⠀﹠⠀ ∕⠀⠀a⠀ clever ,⠀ solitary⠀ boy⠀﹕⠀﹝ isms ﹞

.⠀﹠⠀ ∕⠀⠀dreams⠀ of⠀ being⠀ noticed⠀ ,⠀ seen⠀﹕⠀﹝ analysis ﹞

.⠀﹠⠀ ∕⠀⠀it⠀ is⠀ a⠀ malady⠀﹕⠀﹝ art ﹞

.⠀﹠⠀ ∕⠀⠀the⠀ ashes⠀ of⠀ september⠀﹕⠀﹝ vis. ﹞

.⠀﹠⠀ ∕⠀⠀half⠀ my⠀ soul ,⠀ as⠀ the⠀ poets⠀ say⠀﹕⠀﹝ promo ﹞

.⠀﹠⠀ ∕⠀⠀as⠀ though⠀ upon⠀ a⠀ throne⠀ of⠀ lies⠀﹕⠀﹝ self promo ﹞

.⠀﹠⠀ ∕⠀⠀it's⠀ actually⠀ called⠀ caliburn⠀﹕⠀﹝ verse⠀·⠀childhood ﹞

.⠀﹠⠀ ∕⠀⠀ghosts⠀ could⠀ have⠀ more⠀ impact⠀﹕⠀﹝ verse⠀·⠀hogwarts ﹞

.⠀﹠⠀ ∕⠀⠀i⠀ thought⠀ it⠀ was⠀ a⠀ lovely⠀ headstone⠀﹕⠀﹝ verse⠀·⠀post - war ﹞

.⠀﹠⠀ ∕⠀⠀and⠀ the⠀ snakes⠀ start⠀ to⠀ sing⠀﹕⠀﹝ dyn⠀·⠀serpents ﹞

.⠀﹠⠀ ∕⠀⠀much⠀ a⠀ queue⠀ about⠀ nothing