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[sorcerou]

“you’ve forgotten the magic word."   //   theo   &   draco   //   @fcxedbecty​

        public  display  of  affection.  the  two  barely  knew  what  it  was.  theo  snogging  any  other  guy  wouldn’t  be  weird  but  if  they  saw  him  with  draco  -  heads  would  likely  turn.  especially  the  way  the  school  was  at  this  point.  filled  with  death  eaters.  although  theo  knew  most  of  them,  the  school  had  gotten  a  colder  feeling  to  it.  darker.  it  didn’t  feel  like  home  anymore.  less  than  his  actual  home?  likely.  was  it  because  his  father  had  now  moved  his  arse  over  here,  watching  his  every  move?  also  likely,  despite  theo’s  claim  to  not  give  a  shit  what  his  father  thought  about  him.         it  was  different  in  the  common  room  too;  quieter,  more  thoughtful.  none  of  them  really  mentioned  what  was  going  on  even  though  it  was  so  obvious.  other  than  that,  almost  the  same.  whatever  same  was.  it  had  happened  over  winter  break  and  theo  could  still  barely  process  it.  they  hadn’t  even  talked  about  it.  theo  didn’t  know  if  they  were  a  thing  or  if  it  had  just  been---  another  thing,  still  he  so  effortlessly  leaned  in  for  a  casual  kiss  when  no  one  was  around  and  draco  stopped  him  with  his  finger  on  theo’s  lips,  having  the  boy  widen  his  eyes  a  little.  what  a  piece  of  bloody  shit.  a  wry  smirk  twisted  theo’s  lips  as  he  narrowed  his  eyes  and  thought  for  a  brief  moment.                                                                                                   ❛  fuck  you.  ❜

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@fcxedbecty​ continued from here:

The king of Neverland was stressed out, his mind going in a constant loop and never stopping. The only time it went full stop was when he was busying himself with the lost boys or … When he felt hand’s on his shoulder’s he could feel the stress immediately wash away. His back straightening and his gaze turned around to at the other. A cheeky smirk formed « well, hello darling. » Peter spoke cheekily before his hand went up to touch hers. « how long have I been sitting here ?? »

After having brewed the last of her potions for the day, Mirana thought to visit the Neverland King and stepped into her enchanted looking glass. She found Peter, looking more stressed than usual. She did not say a word as she began to massage his shoulders, smirking as she noticed he was growing more relaxed with her touch, almost in a trance until he spoke.

“Just a few minutes. Relax, my dear. What’s got you so tense? Who do I have to poison?”

[emznur]

@fcxedbecty​

           It was one of these mornings where Thinya was anything but motivated to attend a class. The young student had slept very badly and was more than annoyed at that, especially since the trio all-star of Gryffindor stayed awake quite late, and Hermione Granger joined the dormitory in the night, making Thinya open an eye.            Thinya was the only person of Gryffindor not particularly fan of Harry, Ron and Hermione. And again, she rarely had friends in her house. The young girl was convinced that she was attributed in the wrong house since the very first year of her scholarship in Hogwarts. Every since, Thinya was a solitary student, ignoring her group when she was attending a class and just staying alone at the fond of the class.           So this morning, it was another day to face. Another class to attend. And there she was, sitting at the last row of the classroom. Minerva McGonagall was already there, waiting for all the students to arrive so she could start her class. “Come on, come on! We wait five more minutes and then I will close the door. For those who are here, open your books on page 45.” 

         Thinya sighed, opened her book and just lied her back against the cold stoned wall, not paying attention to anyone around. She made room on her desk, in case, as usual, the profession would assign a student by her side.

[avras]

@fcxedbecty​              (         esten           )

the  dreadful  day  had  finally  succumbed  on  them  .  of  course  following  eros’  advice  ,  make  sure  it  was  a  public  event  so  her  human  lover  could  not  act  out  .  the  heels  that  echoed  as  she  walked  towards  the  tower  of  champagne  ,     as  her  finger’s  found  themselves  wrapping  around  the  glass  .  he  was  here  ,  she  could  sense  him  along  with  the  child  she  had  burdened  him  with  .   she  felt  a  hand  being  pressed  against  her  back  ,  nearly  spilling  her  drink  in  the  progress  .

                                turning  to  face  whoever  it  was  ,  as  brown  orbs  soon  were  faced  with  a  child  .  a  child  she  knew  from  a  far  .  a  hideous  thought  crossed  her  mind  ,  just  to  take  the  child  without  facing  the  man  she  adored  so  very  much  .     (        how  could  a  goddess  fear  a  mortal’s   rage  ???    )   she  took  a  gulp  of  the  expensive  drink  before  placing  it  back  down  on  the  table  ,  her  body  lowered  down  to  the  blonde  girl  . 

                              ❝   hello  ,  melodi    ...   where’s  your  papa    ???    ❞    came  a  calming  voice  , as  a  mothering  touch  was  soon  pressed  against  her  face  .   she  wasn’t  there  for  her  ,  but  she  adored  her  as  much  as  she  adored  her  eldest  child  .   those  dazzling  blue  eyes  that  matched  the  lights  of  the  north  ,   she  truly  took  after  her  father  .  however  ,  the  girl  with  the  golden  locks  seemed  oddly  confused  by  the  fact  she  knew  her  name         ...          but  as  kids  do  ,  she  simply  pointed  into  a  crowd  .

                                 as  her  posture  returned  to  her  ,  even  though  psyche  was  quite  accidental  prone  ,  she  tended  to  carry  herself  with  poise  .  taking  a  deep  breath  ,  as  a  hand  was  pressed  on  the  child’s  forehead  before  making  her  way towards  the  rowdy  norwegians   ,  the  blood  of  vikings  running  through  everyone’s  veins  apart  from  hers  ,  in  fact  her  blood  could  kill  everyone  in  this  room  .   she  stood  right  behind  him  ,  as  her  mouth  opened  ,  but  reclosed      ...      what  was  she  meant  to  say   ???  (       hey  esten  ,  i’m  here  to  take  our  daughter  to  the  camp  the  deities  made  to  keep  them  save  ,  you  might  not  see  her  for  years  .     )   she  chickened  out  of  talking  ,  instead  the  woman  in  the  black  dress  tapped  on  his  back       ...        three  times  .

[snowinabottlearchived]

𝚃𝙾 𝙰𝙿𝙿𝚁𝙴𝙲𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙴𝙰𝚄𝚃𝚈 𝙾𝙵 𝙰 𝚂𝙽𝙾𝚆𝙵𝙻𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝙸𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝙰 𝙽𝙴𝙲𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙰𝚁𝚈 𝚃𝙾 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙳.

𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐍 & 𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐕𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐘 @fcxedbecty​

[sorcerou]

“all my choices lead me to you.”   //   anakin & lily   //   @fcxedbecty​

    the words both stung and warmed him up from inside out. why? was the first thing that came to mind as a response. she was there and she wanted to be but would she want to be if he told her the truth? not that she woud understand. he was doing it for her. voldemort would help him. help him help her. there was no question for anakin what to do; everything. all in his power to save her from something she didn’t even know would happen yet. 

    anakin sat down on his bed, bare feel cold on the floor and his fingers braided together in his lap. ❛ and you lead me to all my choices, ❜ he told her, raising his gaze to look over at the redhead with a soft smile tugging at his lips. 

[sorcerou]

‘  what  did  you  dream  of?  ’ — Draco to Theo 😘 // @fcxedbecty​

                it  wasn’t  like  he  could  control  it;  what  he  dreamt.  not  that  he  remembered  in  detail  what  had  played  in  his  mind  when  he  was  pulled  from  his  sleep  by  a  sound  leaving  his  mouth  and  his  breath  was  caught  in  his  throat  for  a  second.  it  didn’t  matter  if  he  didn’t  remember  every  detail,  a  very  familiar  face  was  still  burned  into  the  inside  of  his  skull.  why  the  bloody  hell  did  his  mind  do  that  to  him?  his  torso  was  covered  in  a  thin  layer  of  sweat  and  it  could  have  easily  been  mistaken  for  a  nightmare  if  it  hadn’t  been  for  theo’s  flustered  cheeks.  just  go  back  to  sleep,  he  thought  but  then  draco’s  words  broke  the  silence  in  the  room  and  hazel  hues  moved  to  the  bed  where  the  blonde  boy  had  rolled  over  to  look  at  his  friend  who  slept  closer  to  the  floor.  ❛  i  don’t  know  ---    ❜  theo  mumbled,  swallowing  hard  as  he  tugged  the  covers  up  over  his  chest.  draco  didn’t  need  to  know.  ever.  it  didn’t  matter.  besides,  between  the  two  young  death  eaters,  bad  dreams  weren’t  exactly  uncommon,  draco  knew  that.  ❛  sorry  i  woke  you...  ❜

[amecthist]

𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐒  ━  featuring the wonderful skadi from @fcxedbecty. until this days she’s one of my favorite muses i’ve ever roleplayed against ! and nevertheless also the reason i stumbled upon the even better person that is krissy. muah, all the love. 🤍