#lucius.

[gotta-kiss-em-all]

For those among my followers who like humanized/gijinka Pokémon (shape shifters, in this case), my advice to you is to go play Pokémon Relict and Pokémon Reminiscencia. Seriously, just do it.

They're playable in English and Spanish, visually gorgeous, require no ROM or anything, have really cool gameplay and gripping stories (this dev's ability to make tragedy makes me insane), Remini is super long, gorgeous characters... And also, just. Damn. Visual propaganda below the cut.

[suneatcr]

Bro is looking like a cutie patootie rn

[ofrosmertaollivander]

who: @luciusgilberte where: outside the three broomsticks

roz quickly remembered why she never wore the shirt she was wearing. it was far too small and she was constantly having to pull it up. it didn’t help that she had about three unopened bottles of firewhiskey in her arms that she was trying to drop. she was also running late to open the bar. luckily for her, the familiar figure that belonged to lucius malfoy came strutting down the cobblestoned street. 

she hated that she had to ask, but she stopped trying to wrangle the bottles, her shirt, and her wand and huffed, clearly annoyed. she attempted to pull her shirt up and said, “can you grab a bottle while i try to unlock the door?” she grumbled.

[malfoyinfidus]

lucius malfoy, prefect. 1972.

[gisellexbulstrode]

It had been a long day. Many people didn’t realise that it was actually very difficult to keep quiet, stay polite, keep to herself. To giggle and smile and to pretend to be shy. It was tiresome not being able to speak freely and just relax. And that was why Giselle was beyond happy when she spotted a familiar blond down the corridor. She hurried her steps only slightly, sticking to the walls as she passed other students until she was directly in front of him. “Lucius, hi.” Even just speaking to him had the tension easing out of her shoulders, and though she still kept her voice soft, her eyes told him she needed this. “Could I possibly trouble you for a walk?” 

@lucxmalfoy

[malfoyinfidus]

lucius’ post battle of hogwarts looks tbqh

[nrcissvblvck-blog]

After having paced back and forth in her dorm room numerous times, shaking her nerves out from head to toe and crying all of the sadness she had bottled up inside of her for the last year, Narcissa was ready for the weekend. The threat of her father arriving and appearing around any corner was present and she couldn’t help but long for the feeling of somebody’s skin on hers. She’d gone 16 years without so much as holding a boy’s hand - too afraid of what people might say - to being showered with kisses nonstop. She needed somebody. She needed Lucius. She needed someone solid - who she couldn’t hurt and who wouldn’t leave and her future had always been Lucius. At least for what felt like forever. But she wanted someone who wanted her. Who would put her first as Edgar always had - not someone so inclined to settle that he found himself snogging someone with dirty blood. 

It was easy to spot Lucius, she’d become far too familiar with looking for him in a room full of people. Even before Edgar, she looked at her betrothed as a safe place of some kind. Someone who maybe would at least stop the strange eyes of older men from wandering over her body and who could keep her company on the rare nights at parties that she found herself drowning in the crowd of people. So she walked up to him - slowly this time, much less angrily - and clasped her hands behind her back.

“Lucius,” she spoke sweetly. “I’d like to let you know my game is over.” Her hand moved to flatten a piece of his robes and a smile rested upon her bright red lips. “Should you be interested in... winning me over, you needn’t work hard. I request simply that I be the only name yours is paired with from this point forward. In short, no more of those foolish flings.” She fixed a curl in her hair, sliding it over her shoulder. “And should you need a reminder as to what you will get out of it...” She let herself be nervous for only a split second before her hands travelled up his jaw, combing into his hair and pulling his face towards hers. “Let this be a preview.” And then her lips pressed against his, hesitant at first, nervous even. She could only hope he would reciprocate.

@lucius-ii