” Don’t look at me like that Credence . What is the point of magic if you can’t conjure up fake IDs ? ”
ᴍɪɴɪ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ᴄᴀʟʟ ( @goodcredence )
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” Don’t look at me like that Credence . What is the point of magic if you can’t conjure up fake IDs ? ”
ᴍɪɴɪ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ᴄᴀʟʟ ( @goodcredence )
Actual footage of Dany when someone explains to him some dirty/inappropriate slang in English he doesn’t understand.
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“Did you draw these yourself?” she asked, lifting the papers from where they sat. “These are really good. How often do you draw?”
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well he’s more lost than he’d like to admit. jumping towns was something elliot was familiar with, but HELL he really was out of his element this time. he spent what little he had on getting public transport here. he needed a change, a new city. with his blue backpack on his back and his guitar in hand he wandered the streets. surprisingly, it wasn’t as busy as he would have thought. so he glanced around, looking for a stranger that looked KIND, not menacing or stand-offish. “HEY man-” he starts, sending a smile to a stranger walking his way. “-could y’ point me in the direction of the nearest and CHEAPEST place t’ get a bite to eat?? ‘m a bit lost.” // @goodcredence
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AESTHETIC OVER CONTENT
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I’m here to write why do I have to sell my soul to coding and photoshop for people to consider writing with me
WORRY flooded her features as she listened to the many, loud and meddled, thoughts that seemed to plague the other. So much fear and unknown rage. It was enough to break her heart a little. He was only young, he had been handed the roughest card with his life and now his suffering seemed to be tearing him apart. Queenie knew it was her duty to help him, why else would Teen bring him back there if she wasn’t supposed to help? “Honey, you need to take a quiet little sit down over there. I’ll fix you up some dinner and maybe some cocoa. We all love a little hot cocoa, I think it’s the best cure that any no-maj could create. Don’t you?”
No answers were required as she swiftly swing her wand to put together a hearty meal with the cocoa sending a wonderful scent around the room. It was a small step towards helping but one that was necessary. “Oh honey, I know you don’t have many meals like the one you’re about to have but it is GOOD food. I swear that I’m only trying to help you. Teen won’t be gone long, you really don’t got to be scared of me.”
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The Circus Arcanus and Lupin had one thing in common, traveling around all of Europe, only Remus’ goal wasn’t to make a spectacle of himself. The young man stood in ragged clothes that screamed poverty. His gloves were worn and starting to unravel, coat had noticeable rips that had been sewn back together. He’d not ventured over in hopes of sneaking into a show for a bit of entertainment, but Remus could still take a look at some of the caged magical creatures outside the main tents, watch the large bubbles rising into the air and whatever small fireworks were being thrown around. A place for freaks and monsters, how appropriate, Remus thought bitterly as he shoved his hands into his coat pockets. “Do you know what this creature is called? It’s too beautiful to be caged,” he said to what he assumed was one of the workers there before turning his eyes back onto the large caged cat.