#magicovermatter

[introspectixn]

St Mungo's || Elena & Mulciber

               “Well, Mr Mulciber, we're still not entirely sure why      you collapsed, but as far as we can tell, your health is as      good  as  can be expected.  We would like to  keep  you      overnight for observation, just to be safe.”

               “Is there anything I can do to make your stay here      more comfortable?”

[theretrogrademoon-blog]

feline || mulciber & prewett

               “You look especially dashing today, Mr Mulciber –      black really is your colour.”

[cowxrd]

Lucy, on Malcolm:

Lucy: wow he's terrible in bed

Lucy: and effeminate

Lucy: and obsessed with mulciber

Lucy: ...

Lucy: GAY

[cowxrd]

Malcolm, on Bellatrix Lestrange and her treatment of Avarius Mulciber:

Malcolm: "WHO'S TALKING SHIT ABOUT MY MULCEY??? WHO'S TALKING SHIT? I'LL FUCK THEM UP, I WILL, I'LL – "

Malcolm: *sees Bellatrix*

Malcolm: "Nvm you're on your own, bud."

[gammaxorionis]

job interview || Lestrange & Mulciber

–– "I've heard stories about you,                 Mr Mulciber – impressive stories, to be sure,                                but then, one hardly knows                whether to trust an Avery not to exaggerate."

–– "Tell me, my dear:               what do you have to offer     beyond your father's name?"

[priidefularchive]

For the RP meme – magicovermatter :D

Brows furrowing, she looked at the man with eyes full of anger, though predominantly disgust. Kiss the person who had given her                                         H E L L ? Kiss the person who filled her days with terror, with anticipation, with fear?

                 No chance.

      Rolling her eyes, she chose      to play it off as a joke, which      was what she truly hoped it       was. She shook her head,       instinctively taking a step back      as the realization struck her       about what he had said:                                          A L O N E .

No one around. Meaning, of course, no one to help her, no one to see. Her body was already tensing up at the thought of it, and her feet hurriedly took another step back.

            “In your bloody dreams.”

[cowxrd]

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[text: Mulce] MULCE[text: Mulce] WHEN I SAID I WAS GOING BACK                        TO MY BUNK TO LOOK UP NAUGHY                        PHOTOS[text: Mulce] I DIDN’T MEAN I NEEDED HELP                       FINDING THEM[text: Mulce] THANKS A LOT BUDDY[text: Mulce] LITTLE MALCOLM’S OUT FOR                        THE NIGHT

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[cowxrd]

we are not the same as you || Malcolm & Mary & Mulciber

–– "You sure about this, Mulce?" Malcolm scratched nervously at the side of his nose. –– "I mean... What if we get caught? We could get expelled, or worse!"

      He had to repress a shiver at the thought of what sort of punishment might await them if they were discovered. He didn't think the Ministry sent underaged wizards to Azkaban, but then, underaged wizards did not generally do what they were about to attempt.

      Still, he knew the answer to his own question already. Of course Mulciber was sure; he wouldn't be doing this if he weren't sure, and now that he had chosen his path, there would be no dissuading him. And if Malcolm didn't do some fast talking, he risked being left behind.

–– "Not that I don't want to do this," he said quickly. –– "Because I do. Promise."

      And Merlin, did he want this. He had dreamed of having this sort of power over someone for years, and he knew all too well that without his friend he would never manage such a potent spell. But with Mulciber at his side, he just might.

      A strange mix of excitement and fear coursed through his veins. His goal was so close he could practically taste it – for once, he would be more than what he was. He would overcome his weakness and become what he had dreamed of being: a wizard strong enough to strike fear into the hearts of those who opposed him.

–– "Let's just... We'll be careful, yeah?"