#porcelaincursed

[cornerclaw-blog]

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SEND ✮ AND I’LL GENERATE A NUMBER BETWEEN 1-100 FOR WHAT MY MUSE WILL SAY TO YOURS.

Michael looked over into the bassinet.  He was cute.  So this was supposed to be the Dark Lord’s son.  He didn’t look evil.  Though infants never did.

“At least he has a normal looking nose.  No snake eyes.  It could be worse,” he joked.  Malfoy looked murderous but his wife, someone too sweet for him, was almost in tears.  

“Please don’t cry!” he exclaimed, suddenly feeling terrible.  “I’m sorry.  Congratulations on a beautiful baby.”

[archoutlaw-blog]

Daughters of Darkness.

@porcelaincursed

[sxpremacist-a]

​❝ i made pumpkin cookies! want to try one? ❞ { have some astoria making an effort lol }

               one  brow  arched   HIGH   in  surprise,  suspicion  darkening  in  the  silver  of  his  eyes,  full  of  doubt  &  hesitation,  but  he  was  puzzled,  most  of  all,             by  the  approach  and  her  offerings.   MADE,   she said.     A  pureblood  lady  of  her   STATUS,  in  the  kitchen  ?!       A  place  for  servants  and  house  elves,  FOR  MUGGLES.  He  couldn’t  recall  Narcissa  ever  stepping  a foot  in that  place,  he  don’t  supposed  she  even  knew  where  it was         let  alone  COOK  there,  or  bake  as  the  case  maybe.  A  scathing  remark  lingered  on  the  tip  of  his  tongue, an  instinctive  reaction  to  the  blood  traitor,  but  memories  as  a  young  lad,  buying  pumpkin  cookies  in  Diagon Alley,  with  his  mother,  dimmed  his  REVULSION,  ​❝       I suppose. ❞ he  drawled,  adding,  ​❝ After you, my dear. ❞ nostalgia  or  not,  trust  her  he  did  not. 

[exceptionallylonelyx-blog]

Did it ever make you hesitate to take a chance with me? Knowing that we won't have old age together.

Come bother my character about… their poor life choices, their questionable life choices, that thing they always try not to talk about, etc.

“No, I’ve always known the risks with your health situation. The thought of losing time with you terrifies me more than anything, but I want to make the most of it. If I ever hesitated to take that chance with you, it was solely because of the burden my name would bring you.”

[unbreakableblack-blog]

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    “Astoria, my dear, we are women and women are thriving.” A small smile came to Narcissa’s lips, “My son might not always admit it, but if you wanted your hand in things, you must make it known and never back down.” 

[unbreakableblack-blog]

❝ how long have you known? ❞

random starters || meme { ACCEPTING }

     “I’ve had my suspicions. It’s not like I can get my son to open up to me as easily anymore.” Narcissa responded, placing the cup of tea before Astoria before sitting down herself. “How long have you known?” 

[sxpremacist-a]

@porcelaincursed​ answered the ask;;

               If the barely held snarl on his face was anything to go by, Lucius Malfoy was less than pleased by her response. He couldn’t deny it -- no - - for it was the truth, but to have it thrown at his face by this mere slip of a girl wounded his pride severely. “Careful, girl.” He warned, voice low and gritty and so full of morbid promises. Would he actually harm Astoria, he wondered, and risk driving Draco even further away from him? Perhaps not. That did not, however, mean he couldn’t entertain the thought of it.

              There was a time not long ago when the Greengrass chit, for all her cheek, had been Lucius’ ideal match for his only heir. Astoria was beautiful, well educated, a Slytherin and hails from a pureblood family. In truth, after their recent downfall, the fact that she would still associate with Draco and all that came with his name should have been an honour ----- unfortunately, the Malfoy patriarch was too set in his ways, too proud to admit defeat, too slighted to face the truth of his mistakes. Laying her cards bare on the table regarding her stance on the matter of blood purity never bode favourably for the young woman. The pureblood supremacist wasn’t one to forget and was hardly the kind to let sleeping dragons lie.

              “Know this, Miss Greengrass, I have lost much in the last war.” Lucius drawled lazily, his face a mask of cool indifference as he regarded the other, but there was an unmistakable wildness in his slate-grey eyes that betrayed his effort to seem unaffected, “I will not lose my son.” Draco, his progeny, his flesh and blood, was perhaps the only other person Lucius would ever unabashedly claim to love aside from his wife. “Should you turn him against me, against this family...” He didn’t have to finish his threat. He was Lucius Abraxas Malfoy, the truth of his nature would speak louder than any words.

[untamedallure-blog]

❛ Please, sit down before you fall down. ❜

INDIANA JONES; STARTER SENTENCES.

Under the guise of Astronomy homework, Pansy and her crew managed an evening of drinking firewhiskey and gossip up on the Astronomy tower.  Pansy, after a couple of drinks, pulled herself onto the railing.  She walked back and forth, wobbling with each turn.  At Astoria’s concern, Pansy laughed and jumped down.  

“You need to live a little.”