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shelleyhennigsource

Saturday night Tennessee whiskey pole dancing lessons w/ @shelleyhennig

#{ visage }

chelseaperetti

#{ this is how to be a heartbreaker ( emma. ) }

lily.

“ i m e a n – if you like it, then HELL yeah, new year! i’m just worried it’s a little too … ‘new you’. mel, i love you and i promise i’m saying this with the BEST of intentions. are you sure you aren’t trying to change yourself to prove you’re past all this mess? ”

Did she like it? That was something that she was still trying to figure out, honestly. The only thing that she really knew was that she LIKED how it had made a certain dope go slack-jawed in her presence. She guessed that that was hardly a thing to base a while life-change on, but it had made her feel good. Though she didn’t feel like it was so much a life change as she was trying to dredge up the confidence that she already had. “ I’m no trying to change myself exactly...” She began. Absentmindedly, the girl twirled a piece of her hair around her finger. “ Guess I am just trying to pull out the more bold and interesting girl that he never bothered to see. “

#{ interaction }#{ i: lily evans. }

shelleyhennigsource

Malia Tate + legs.

#{ visage }

edgar.

“ don’t say that mel, let me at least PRETEND you’ll be young forever. i don’t want ya to grow up, ok? ”

“ what do ya mean, sting of rejection? what happened mel? ”

“ You can’t stop it from happening, you know? “

“ It’s nothing---just some idiot I liked. Thought he liked me but I was wrong. He said that I was a really good FRIEND. “

#{ interaction }#{ i: edgar bones. }

shelleyhennigsource

#{ visage }#{ ooc: aw baby }

💓

💓- A memory about their friends

She’d, of course, had winters back home with her siblings but they were NOTHING compared to the ones at the castle. For one thing, there were far more people to pull into her favorite winter activities like snowball fights, ice skating, and building snowmen. The first snow of her first year still is one of her happiest memories to this day. She’ll never forget the massive snowball fight that she participated in with her close group of friends. Amelia couldn’t really recall anything being so much fun–despite the fact that she was chilled to the bone afterwards.

#{ answered ask }#vi-mulciber #{ headcanon. }

treacherous | blackbones

There were more reasons than one that Amelia Bones shouldn't let herself get close to Sirius Black, but she did--and then things got COMPLICATED--and then she RAN. Well? You know, they don’t write songs about the ones that come easy.

#{ i take what i can get ( sirius. ) }#{ playlist }#{ ooc: sort of proud of this especially since it has a ~progression }#{ ooc: and so much added feels with the drama that i talked about with emma last night plust the vmars quote }

rp-meme-glaceon

Peer into my muse's memories

❤️- A happy memory that makes them smile

💙- A sad memory that makes them cry

💛- A memory that makes them feel angry

💚- A memory that makes them feel guilty

💜- A memory about one of their loved ones, happy or sad

💔- A memory that leaves them feeling lonely

❣- A memory that leaves them laughing

💕- A memory about their significant other

💞- A memory about their children

💓- A memory about their friends

💗- A memory about a good deed they did

💖- A memory that made them feel special

💝- A memory that made them feel loved

💘- A memory that gets their heart pounding

💟- Wildcard!!!

#{ ask meme }#{ ooc: gonna be greedy lol }

Send me a pairing and a prompt:

*feel free to specify whatever because some of them need it*

Send me a "Confess" and I'll write a drabble about one character confessing to the other

Send me a "Kiss" and I'll write a drabble about their first kiss

Send me a "Hush" and I'll write a drabble about one character comforting the other (from fear or grief)

Send me a "Peace" and I'll write a drabble about them spending a quiet moment together

Send me a "Together" and I'll write a drabble about them spending their first night together (platonic, just sleeping)

Send me a "Sleep" and I'll write a drabble about one character watching the other sleep

Send me a "Guardian" and I'll write a drabble about one character swearing to always keep the other safe

Send me a "Important" and I'll write a drabble about one character explaining why the other is so important to them

Send me a "Surprise" and I'll write a drabble about one character discovering something surprising about the other

Send me a "Cute" and I'll write a drabble about something one character finds cute about the other

Send me a "Birthday" and I'll write a drabble about them spending their first birthday together

Send me a "Unrequited" and I'll write a drabble about one character longing for the other

Send me a "Stay" and I'll write a drabble about one character making the other promise that they will stay with them

Send me a "Loss" and I'll write a drabble about one character dying while in the arms of the other

Send me a "Mourn" and I'll write a drabble about one character mourning the death of the other

Send me a "Stop" and I'll write a drabble about one character calming the other down (from anger, jealously, etc)

Send me a "Tickle" and I'll write a drabble about character discovering the other is ticklish

Send me a "Congrats" and I'll write a drabble about their first anniversary

Send me a "Realize" and I'll write a drabble about one character realizing they love the other

Send me a "Sorry" and I'll write a drabble about one character apologizing to the other (hurting the other's feelings, do something that angered the other, etc)

Send me a "Hold" and I'll write a drabble about one character just wanting to hug the other

Send me a "Come back" and I'll write a drabble about character asking the other to return (they parted after a fight, the other has been missing for a while, etc)

Send me a "Push" and I'll write a drabble about one character pushing the other against a wall and kissing them

Send me a "Grab" and I'll write a drabble about one character grabbing the other and kissing them

Send me a "Lick" and I'll write a drabble about one character licking the other in a specified location

Send me a "Roam" and I'll write a drabble about one character touching the other all over

Send me a "Bite" and I'll write a drabble about one character (gently) biting the other

Send me a "Undress" and I'll write a drabble about one character watching the other get naked

Send me a "Whatever" and I'll write whatever you ask for

#{ ask meme }#{ ooc: bc i want to write more drabbles }

@witchinglily -- send ★ for a moodboard of our characters.

lily evans & amelia bones

She was powerful, not because she wasn’t scared, but because she went on so strongly--despite that fear.

#{ when i'm with you i'm standing with an army ( lily. ) }#{ moodboard. }#{ ooc: lol. this was just sitting in my drafts. still gotta do a few of these. }

ted.

“ keep talkin’ and ya may hurt my feelings. i’m startin’ to think ya don’t like my, eh … CHARACTER. by the way, on a totally unrelated note, would ya like your coin purse back? ”

“ oh yeah? like what? gimme a list and i’ll be sure to give ya shit whenever ya don’t deliver. and before ya get confused, this isn’t about my being nice … but my having permission to be unrelentin’ & rude. ”

“ that’s true. family is PEACHY in small increments. now you got us to drive ya crazy. ”

“ NONSENSE--y’know what they say about girls always liking the bad boy types, “ She quipped with a wink. Amelia gave him a surprised look, however, at his question and she began to feel around for her coin purse. The girl soon realized that it was, indeed, missing. “ I would actually--” She replied. The Hufflepuff was just going to assume that he used magic to nick that off of her--if only for her own personal peace of mind.

“ I haven’t figured that out just yet, “ She admitted with a shrug. “ Think I’ll try to push the limits of what my brother deems to be appropriate for his little sister though---which could honestly be as simple as wearing a skirt that is too short. Guess that I am just tired of being looked at as being so uptight all the time. “

#{ interaction }#{ i: ted tonks }

shelleyhennigsource

Shelley Hennig photographed by Josh Franer.

#{ visage }

edgar.

“ maybe when you’re like — well no, that would still be too YOUNG. or maybe around thirt- still no. um. no. no i don’t think i will. ”

“ I love you, Edgar, but you can’t PROTECT me from everything, y’know? You have to let me live a little. “

" Besides--I've already survived the sting of rejection, so I would say that there’s little now that you need to ‘save’ me from. “

#{ interaction }#{ i: edgar bones. }

edgar.

“ it’s WAY too revealing mel, there’s too much - too much skin. ”

“ Come on, Edgar, I am sixteen. Are you ever going to start treating me like it? “

#{ interaction }#{ i: edgar bones. }

sirius.

sirius rolled his eyes playfully, the boy making a face as he turned toward the brunette. he wouldn’t mention the fact that him and singing were old, somewhat estranged friends, nor would he take offense to her playful jab. in fact, the only thing that truly stuck out to him was her laugh. had she ever laughed in front of him before? “ it’s okay to be jealous, bones — many are. wizard weekly compared my voice to that of an angel … surely that of an angel seizing with a knife in its gut, but that is neither here nor there. ”

he and amelia had an unfortunate habit of turning casual conversations serious. ( N O P U N I N T E N D E D )

“ i never enjoyed upsetting you. it was just easier than the alternative. as simple as breathing, really — sometimes all i had to do was walk into a room, ” he whispered this fact with a timid smirk, the boy side-eyeing her without fulling turning his head. their situations were different; so much so, in fact, that he couldn’t seem to connect. the lion could understand what she was saying, yet he couldn’t empathize. then she had the courage and audacity to ask him such a question — but he wasn’t angry. no, he wasn’t angry at all.

“ it’s not that simple. my family … they’re not like yours. i … ” his voice trailed off for a short moment, his murky hues looking at nothing in particular as he fought the words that were struggling to fall from his tongue. “ i was sad, amelia. and —— it was different than any type of SAD you could understand … and i’m not saying this because i think you were sheltered, i’m saying this because … because i didn’t understand it myself. ” woe is he, the boy too scared and stubborn to let his thoughts wander freely. it was unorthodox; the things he kept to himself.

but she had been honest with him. only a few words in and suddenly he couldn’t stop.

HOW DO YOU CHOOSE?

it was so incredibly subjective. where did he begin?

“ it was all a constant blur; colors, feelings, EVERYTHING. but then i had a moment of clarity. i didn’t need to FEEL that way anymore … and suddenly i was desperate. ” he finally turned to look at the girl next to him, his steps slowing him until he was no longer moving. “ i chose because i was drowning — but you seem to be swimming just fine. ” he offered her a smile, nodding his head slowly as he closed his statement with a final thought. “ no one here thinks you agree with blood purity. don’t think that supporting your family means you’re any less of a friend or an activist. and if they truly love you, they will let you speak your mind … for who is amelia bones if not an honest woman? ”

“ No, no, “ She responded with a shake of her head. “ I’m not offended in any way by that. I can only IMAGINE what you went through. “ Amelia knew that she had the privilege of having an actual loving Pureblood family. As much as they still seemed to have their “traditional” ideas, the fact still remained that they actually loved their children. They may make remarks and generally disapprove when it came to some of Edgar’s behaviors, but they’d never go so far as to take away his freedom. Or, even worse, perform some sort of cruelty on him for not behaving in line with Pureblood traditions.

The badger felt a tug at her heart at what sort of childhood that the boy beside her could have had. It hurt her and angered her to imagine the sort of HORRORS that he could have gone through. The girl felt herself wanting to somehow apologize for it--to somehow say something that could make it better. But, what could?

She couldn’t think of a damn thing. There just wasn’t anything to say that could forgive it or help him somehow, so her voice fell silent.

Her brown eyes looked up to meet his as he began to speak again and oddly she returned the smile that he gave her. Because, as he spoke, she finally thought of something that she could say that didn’t seem so IDIOTIC in response to his past. “ I think that, maybe, you finally saw that you had the opportunity for something better if you got out, “ She spoke truthfully. She turned her gaze down for a moment, “ I’m not saying that it wasn’t hard because I’m sure it was. But, I think that you saw the opportunity to do something--to be something--that was more true to who you are--and that was very BRAVE. “

She gave a bit of a bitter laugh in response to his answer and shook her head. “ Honest, maybe. But, I don’t feel very brave most of the time. “ She didn’t know if she could really stand to hear her parent’s disapproval over something. The girl had been trying to be the child that they didn’t have to worry over for so long that she didn’t know how that would feel. “ I know that they’d love me no matter what, but I’d hate to see the looks on their faces if I did something they disapproved of, “ She spoke.

#{ interaction }#{ i: sirius black }

cassius.

“ amelia, amelia –– mels. of course you can. ” sugar-coated acid to be found within his words as he SMILES at her. a smile hiding both contempt and feigned kindness. soothing hum leaving his lips as his eyes connect with hers. “ blame can sometimes be found in both parties, depending on circumstance and mind. or so someone told me. ”

“ ––– are you UPSET with me, mels? would you prefer it if i left? ”

“ I am not the one who let their PRIDE get in the way of keeping their friend, “ She responded bitterly. The bitterness and anger that she was feeling, however, somewhat subsided as he spoke. The gentleness of his tone combined with the childhood nickname served to make her feel guilty for lashing out as she did.

“ No--you don’t have to leave, “ She responded, voice soft.

#{ interaction }#{ i: cassius mulciber }

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