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spawnofprongs reblogged your post:@thatmudblood: “YOU’RE THE KING MIDAS OF...
I blame all of you for my homosexual tendencies
Blame graciously accepted.
-sends in spawnofprongs for some love-
Send me a URL and I’ll write some nice shit || Accepting
@spawnofprongs
Okay but, you were the first person I met in this fandom. I remember I had no idea how indie worked and I’d never played James before and I just randomly started posting and got this big old welcome from you straight away. I didn’t even know if there was even a HP indie world to be honest, and just immediately you were so warm and loving and inclusive. You melted my little heart and I’m so happy that you’re back and living this life again as I missed you and Lizzie very much.
❝ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɴᴏ ᴄɪᴛʏ. ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɴᴏ ᴍᴀɴ. ɪ'ᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴜʀɪɴɢ ʀᴀɪɴ. ɪ'ᴍ ᴀ ʜᴜʀʀɪᴄᴀɴᴇ.❞
( @spawnofprongs -- I made you a thingy, you don’t have to use it if you don’t like it though. )
HUMONGOUS FINGERS PICK THROUGH his beard in an attempt to remove the last few broken-off teeth of a comb from his beard, the small pieces of plastic forming a pile on the table. He drops one more onto the pile with a huff of relief, ❝ Well, I should hope tha’s the last of ‘em. Las’ time I’m doin’ that, lemme tell yeh! ❞
@spawnofprongs liked a starter call. ( currently not accepting !! )
@spawnofprongs -
“Somehow, we need to convince him to part with a million galleons.”
@spawnofprongs liked for a starter. Luna curled beside the other in the bed they shared, the two had dated ever since their fifth year at Hogwarts and now they lived in their own little rook not far from the people they cared about most. "Mm, I missed you." Wide eyes fluttered closed, her voice thick with exhaustion as she nestled against Lizzie, the scent of home that the Potter girl emitted almost enough to lull her to sleep.