#macusamadampresident

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So without having realized... I have over 200 followers now! Here’s my follow forever! <3 I love all of you so very very much! Thank you for writing with me, supporting me, and just being wonderful.

(And yes the image is of me in my cosplay)

My Main Babes That I Adore:

Newt- @amagizoologistscase @nothereforpuffskeins @creatureprotector @rolcplaycr

Graves - @thegravemistergraves @macusa-directorofmagicalsecurity

Queenie - @chimeriicals @heartsandmiinds

Credence - @credenceshadow @salemscn

Gellert - @allforthegreatergood @tolcveistodestrcy

Theseus - @asksmuttytheseus  

Picquery - @macusamadampresident 

Charlie - @dragonologistic  

Sirius - @siiriusblxck 

My Other Babes That I Adore:

@dontlikethingsloose @gravesofthepast @mybrothersavenger @my12percentofamoment @miistergraves @warheroics ​ @soulfulauror

People I Love Following:

 @pieorstrudel @ofmanyworlds @musicidesquad @lcgilimens @derangedxwitch @piousboy @mistressofthemanor @masterofthemanor @mummyshere @earhumored @sainthumored @nevvtscannander @wcndless @beltbeaten  @butwemadethemcocoa  @nomaj-noproblem

People I love Following (Non-RP Blogs):

@fennethianell @helveticaes @teacup-occamy @katiehavok @pinkdiamonddolphin

People I Adore Following And Want to RP With:

@prctettcre @bittenchildremus @yourneighbourjerry @shriekingshxck @fantasticbaker @adurostum @directorofmagicalsecuritymacusa @qualitybakedgoods

Unrepentent Guilty Pleasure Blogs:

@sam-the-obliviator @fantastic-beasts-smut @vintagedominant

People I Admire and Am Intimidated By Because Of Their Quality Blogs/Writing (And would be honored if ever given the chance to rp with):

@neverparted @kingxfmischief @smaugiiisms @missperegcine @slitgraves @picqucry @braverytaught

[nomaj-noproblem]

@macusamadampresident

Jacob was blushing, he was sure of it.  He couldn’t help it! The lady before him was quite intimidating, and he technically wasn’t even supposed to know she existed, let alone be in her office.  “Here,” he said shyly, delicate pastries placed on her desk and scooched hesitantly closer to her.   “I just wanted to thank ya for--er--I dunno, not killin’ or obliviatin’ me. I appreciate it.” 

[occultatum-blog]

@macusamadampresident continued from here.

❝ – Credence’s throat felt raw with subdued tears- his whole body ached beyond a level of comprehension, scarred arms trembled like a leaf grasped by a harsh wind, his head thrummed with an immeasurably horrific foreign pain- and he remained huddled with scraped knees hugged against a heaving chest while fractured train tracks around them sung a reminder of his unconscious crimes. “ P-please, help me-” – ❞ 

[misterpercivalgraves]

@macusamadampresident

Another year spent at Ilvermorny--while amazing, everything Percival could have wanted, in fact--was still another year spent away from his baby brother, the four year old who looked up to him, and whom Percival himself adored. He hated leaving Quinlan behind with their severe Irish parents, who shared their love for Quin far less lavishly than Percival himself did.  He found himself mulling this over during his first breakfast in the Dining Hall as he gazed at a younger girl sitting a table away from him, with the rest of the first years. To Percival, she looked a bit forlorn--much like he imagined he himself had looked on his first day at Ilvermorny, missing his home and his younger brother.  Percival wondered if she was feeling similarly. She didn’t appear to be talking to anyone, sitting quietly in her House robes--Horned-Serpent, the same house as himself.  That picked Percival’s interest enough to set down his fork and knife, quietly excuse himself from his friends, and go over to the first-year Horned-Serpent girl who looked like she might cry at any moment.  He knew from experience that crying in the Dining Hall on your first day was something that would stick with you, and your reputation among your peers, for much of the year.  “Good morning,” Percival said softly, giving the younger girl a small smile. “Name’s Percival. Percival Graves. Is it alright if I sit here?” He asked, not waiting for a response before he grabbed a cinnamon roll off of the platter in the middle of the table and sat down beside her.  Percival wasn’t quite sure what exactly to say, so instead he took a bite of the pastry, buying himself a bit of time. 

[thegravemistergraves]

“Forgot to Knock”

SEND “FORGOT TO KNOCK” FOR YOUR MUSE TO WALK IN ON MINE STRIPPING OUT OF THEIR CLOTHES..

Percival paused when the other opened the door and he was in the middle of undressing. 

“There is a reason the door was closed.” he said with a small shake of his head.

[thegravemistergraves]

💓

NATIONAL KISSING DAY, YOU SAY? SEND A 💓 IF YOU’D LIKE A KISS FROM MY MUSE.

Percival leaned over once they had a moment alone and kissed her gently. 

[thegravemistergraves]

☠

NSFW SYMBOL MEME

☠ - for my muse to push yours against a wall and kiss them

Maybe he had, had a bit too much to drink. Maybe he had been thinking of doing this for a while now. Maybe he just wanted to see what would happen. 

There was a lot of maybe’s with no direct answer as to why Percival suddenly pressed the president against wall, kissing her fiercely.