quills queen

anything for a story, and anyone will do. rita skeeter, twenty-five, freelance writer and gossip columnist for the daily prophet.

[skeetersrita]

"Kiss me."

   “kiss you?” she asks quietly, emerald eyes roaming around the streets to see if anyone is paying attention to them -- though she finds it that they are all alone. smiling softly, rita shuts the distance between herself and gilderoy -- fingers resting on his jaw before moving to the back of his neck. “only one kiss, gilderoy lockhart. just so you have a vivid reminder of me to make you go through the next hard days when you’ll miss me terribly and regret ever accepting to have a second drink with me”, rita whispers, tiptoeing as her lips find his. truth be said, she’s the one who has been craving a kiss. she’s been wondering what it would feel like to have his lips on hers ever since they started talking. agreeing to it was merely her way of fulfilling a wish -- little did she know that would be the kiss to change everything.

[gyllenhala]

[stydixa]

[skeetersrita]

"I can’t believe you missed that."

    “well, i am sorry, bellatrix. i was a little busy recovering from a death eater attack against my life and, well, the ministry as a whole -- not to mention my good friend gilderoy going missing. but i am sure you heard nothing about that. in fact, you must have heard nothing because i don’t recall getting a ‘get well soon’ owl. but then again, maybe i just hit my head too hard when i was brutally pushed into a corner and had a desk thrown in my direction.”

[skeetersrita]

"I think I’m falling in love with you. "

    “falling in--?” rita trails off, gaze falling to her feet as she attempts to make sense of her feelings. the mess that unravels inside her mind is nothing when compared to the loud beating of her stubborn heart -- a heart that craves for him, always has. but her logical side still begs the woman to keep a safe distance. nothing good comes out of love -- it’s not power, money or fame. love is just an emotion that destroys everything, even the most brilliant and powerful of wizards and witches. but then her eyes go back to his and she feels weak on the knees. being that close to him makes her feel powerless and rita loathes that more than anything. but not him -- merlin knows what she feels for gilderoy lockhart is not at all hatred. quite the opposite actually. however, the seemingly fearless woman cannot find the bravery in her to admit such feeling out loud. in the end, the coward and lying author is the courageous one -- who would have guessed? “i thought we had a deal, lockhart. no feelings, if i recall correctly.”

[skeetersrita]

"Where do you even find this sort of thing?”

    “what? the tips? come on, people send me letters with all sorts of rumors and tips. unless you meant the chocolates. though those were also sent by a fan. i guess i have better fans than you do. jealous? if you stop asking questions maybe i’ll keep bringing you some of my good stuff, not just the leftovers.”

[skeetersrita]

"I know your secret.”

     “secret? i don’t have a secret, seraphina. perhaps your head is too up your ass to see anything else. or maybe you’re just projecting. but a secret? my life is an open book. metaphorically and it will be literally too, one day.”

[skeetersrita]

"Is that my shirt?"

    emerald eyes go down her body for a second, mischievous smirk blossoming in glossy lips. “yes, but it looks so much better in me, don’t you think? or should i take it off?”

[skeetersrita]

All the starter sentences I could find, alphabetized.

"Are you crazy?”

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Are you even listening to yourself?"

"Are you sure they won’t find out?”

"Are you sure this is legal?”

"Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”

"Are you threatening me?"

"Be mine."

"Do I know you?"

"Do you love me?"

"Do you remember this?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Don’t go."

"Don’t let me die"

"Don’t look at me like that."

"Don’t make me beg.”

"Don’t you dare come near me!"

"Don’t you dare."

"Explain yourself."

"For you, I would _____"

"Give it back."

"Give me another chance."

"Have you ever even done this before?"

"How drunk are you right now?"

"I already regret this."

"I am not wearing that.”

"I can’t believe you missed that."

"I can’t do this anymore."

"I can’t even look at you."

"I could kill you!"

"I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."

"I didn’t do it.""

"I didn’t know you could do that."

"I don’t want to look at you right now.”

"I guess this is goodbye.”

"I hate you."

"I have to go."

"I just want to cuddle."

"I know your secret.”

"I love you, but I really wish I didn’t.”

"I love you."

"I miss you so very much."

"I missed you."

"I need a drink."

"I need a hug."

"I never really loved you."

"I owe you."

"I think I broke it."

"I think I’m falling in love with you. "

"I think I’m forgetting something."

"I think it’s broken.”

"I trust you."

"I want to be yours."

"I want to try this thing I read in a book.”

"I want you. Naked. In my bed. Now."

"I’ll be there in five minutes.”

”This is really inappropriate.”

"I’m all for spicing thing’s up, but isn’t this a bit much?”

"I’m bad for you.”

"I’m dying."

"I’m going to be sick."

"I’m not speaking to you anymore."

"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."

"I’ve never heard that one before."

"If you stay quiet, no one will know.”

"Is that my shirt?"

"It was me"

"It’s so beautiful.”

"It’s time to choose.”

"Just five more minutes."

"Just go."

"Just leave me alone."

"Just let me die."

"Just relax."

"Just what did we do last night?"

"Kiss me you idiot."

"Kiss me."

"Make me."

"Marry me?"

"My Parents don’t know"

"My parents know.""

"Never again."

"Nh, don’t be so rough!"

"No, that can’t be my baby."

"No! You can’t die on me now!"

"Put it away.”

"Put your trousers on!"

"Put. The. Weapon. Down."

"Shut up and listen."

"Take responsibility."

"That isn’t mine."

"That looked easier on TV."

"That sounds painful."

"That was a bad plan."

"That’s mine!”

"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."

"They’re coming.”

"This seems familiar."

"This stays between us."

"Truth hurts, don’t it?"

"Want to hear a secret?"

"We need to talk."

"We’re moving too fast.”

"Well that was unexpected."

"What are we doing here?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"What are you touching?"

"What are you?"

"What do you need?"

"What happened to you?"

"What have I done this time?"

"What if someone catches us?”

"What sort of noise was that?”

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"

"What were you thinking?"

"Where are my clothes?"

"Where did you find this?"

"Where do you even find this sort of thing?”

"Where were you?"

"Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?”

"Why are you wearing that?"

"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

"You could have died!”

"You could have killed someone!"

"You coward."

"You don’t need to be so gentle.”

"You drive me crazy!"

"You have ten minutes, so make it quick.”

"You lied to me!"

"You mean everything to me."

"You owe me."

"You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!"

"You’re all out of ____."

"You’re an idiot.”

"You’re bad for me.”

"You’re dead to me."

"You’re pregnant and It’s mine"

"You’re really good at this…”

"You’re so weird.""

"You’re under arrest."

[queensleigher]

[skeetersrita]

gilderoyal:

     this was the sort of banter he breathed for. “why not both? one might say it’s in the best interest of the entire wizarding world to keep rita skeeter happy.” there is some truth to his words. though he considers himself above most sorts of pedestrian gossip, gilderoy is well aware of the woman’s reputation. people darted off in the other direction when they spotted a familiar blonde head bobbing their way, yet gobbled up her daily column like sunday brunch. even in his slightly inebriated state, he can feel multiple sets of eyes prying into his back, dying to know what sort of havoc the two visionaries would wreak next.

     when she acknowledges his gifts, that bewitching grin transforms into the cheesiest smile one’s ever seen. stop the presses : gilderoy lockhart had an authentic reaction  –––  one he was quick to hide behind the rim of a glass as he polishes off the last of his firewhiskey. true love be damned, he’d rather burn his favorite dress robes to a crisp than be caught beaming like an utter imbecile ! “oh, so you did receive them? i was beginning to worry my thank you card got lost in the mail.” light-hearted as can be, as if he weren’t at all bothered by purchasing hundreds of chocolate cauldrons & enchanting dozens upon dozens of roses to match the exact shade of spun gold as the strands atop her head.

     the implication of his words brought a smirk to her features, eyes sparkling at the mere thought of how much chaos she could create. most people would hate to have a reputation similar to hers -- a woman whose words were powerful enough to destroy friendships and relationships, whose words could make or break careers. however, it was what she had always wanted, what she would always want -- to be feared because her quill was mightier than any wand or unforgivable curse. “you more than anyone should know that a happy rita skeeter is just as dangerous as a discontent one”, she whispered, licking her lips as her silhouette leaned closer to him. glancing around, rita felt the eyes on them -- the woman could almost hear the engines inside their dull minds trying to understand what the pair had and what they were doing. truth be told, not even the two most brilliant minds in the establishment could figure that out -- let alone a bunch of nobodies. gilderoy and rita were a mess impossible to untangle -- but merlin, how fun was it to get trapped in it.

     glancing up at him, the blonde let out a chuckle. she loved toying with him. it was something terrible to say, but she did. rita loved the fact she could get the almighty gilderoy lockhart in a mess of lust, desire and confusion -- all wrapped up in a handsome package. “your thank you card did get lost in the mail for a while. but it was hard to ignore the extravaganza of chocolates and roses”, the woman teased, leaning away from him as slender fingers reached out to her drink. emerald eyes avoided his figure for a second, heartbeats blasting in her ears -- almost as if begging her not to ignore how much she wanted him. “i loved the flowers. they had a particularly interesting color though, i have to say. i was intrigued -- which you know is incredibly rare so i think i owe you a proper thank you”, rita added, gaze focusing on him as white teeth brushed against her bottom lip.

[skeetersrita]

ofrosier:

“It doesn’t make sense that you’re on a vacation from work and yet you’re here asking me questions,” Evan frowned softly in confusion but then smiled. “However, I live to indulge others so feel free to ask whatever you want. You sound a bit anxious, though, are you sure this is what you should be doing?” He asked, completely aware of the real reason behind Rita’s apparent stress.

    “because my writing jobs go beyond the daily prophet, of course. as much as i adore my column, i’ve had plans to release a book for a while now. besides, being on a vacation gives me time to dig deeper on some clues that my writers send me and check if they are just blatant lies or rumors started to ruin lives”, she replied, fingers instinctively going up to play with her pearl necklace. at his question, rita forced a chuckle to escape ruby lips. “anxious? please, i am fine. i’m better than fine -- i am wonderful”, the woman added.

[demondarlington]

harry potter meme ☓ characters [5/10] ☓ rita skeeter

“Rita looked as though she would have liked nothing better than to seize the paper umbrella sticking out of Hermione’s drink and thrust it up her nose.”

[rmusluqin]

make me choose || anonymous asked; bellatrix lestrange or rita skeeter?

“the key to good eavesdropping is not getting caught”

[westallengifs]

Where is your wedding ring?

[skeetersrita]

    “it feels lovely to get a vacation from work, really. i mean, i have time to work on my book and get my place in order and have a meal without stressing about what article i am going to publish next. not to mention i now have time to chase after leads that were too time-consuming. that’s why i’m here, actually, i was wondering if i could ask you a couple of questions?”

[renee--rapp]

Look into what Windbriar wants for an opening bid. Not just the operation, the land.