#theyrebels

[carburetorborn]

“I dunno what you’re talking ‘bout, sooo..”  Eyeing the other suspiciously , The Girl folded her arms across her chest. “Don't know you either.."  [⚠️] @theyrebels liked for a starter [⚠️]

[kovachs]

‘  war  is  the  only  thing  we  really  understand. ’

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[snitchsought-blog]

she is but a passing whisper in the corridor   ,   &   he   ,   a storm of a boy   ,   a hurricane   ,   thunder rumbling at his center   ,   lighting slashed across his forehead .     she a slytherin   ,   he a gryffindor   ,   their paths hardly ever collided .     her presence made him feel uneasy   ,   in the slightest   ,   although she never seemed to do anything wrong .     she flew discreetly underneath the radar   ,   &   perhaps that was what made him feel like she had something to hide .       (     maybe it’s the insomnia making you so wary   ,   but you know your instincts like the back of your hand .     )       kazimir   ,   her brother   ,   his housemate   ,   was a perfectly nice bloke   ,   in his opinion .     it was just her he didn’t trust .     maybe it’s his mind   ,   so clouded with thoughts   &   whatnot   ,   that forces them to collide roughly .     he’s sent her sprawling   ,  muttered apologies quick to pour from potter boy’s mouth like a   CASCADE   ,   dropping to his knees to at least help gather her spilled books .                          ❝      sorry   ,   i wasn’t   ,   erm   ————   watching .      ❞       

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[poisonedpegasus]

    @theyrebels​ || Starter Call

      “ Ya can’t just sneak up on me like that. Ya’ nearly got your head zapped off. ”

[moonhurts]

      ❛ isn’t smoking behind the bleachers a little cliche? ❜     lop-sided smirk, arms prop up chin atop the end of a lacrosse stick, a thin sheen of sweat lining his brow.     ❛ coach will probably have a coronary if he knows you’re this close to his precious athletes. ❜

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[voodoofordummiies]

    THERE’S NO    more lily-white innocence,   no snow white purity which was awash with the kid.   one lil’ hitch of the lips, a girlish giggle && they’d felt like butter left on the fucking stove   (  ‘lest till she kicked it.   kids huh,   who knew they were so damn BREAKABLE???!!!  )   but a dame seems to be on par, ‘least close enough. hands slotted in pockets,  a faux spectator,  poor little voyeur.    a head tilts sardonically, reds && blues flash, a sirens wail declares the scene.

     “  SOMEONES   made a mess.  ”

//* @theyrebels​ SC

[peakyblinder]

the shelby’s glare  STABS  through the dark of the oncoming winter like daggers aching to plunge into flesh.  brows furrow as he stands in wait,  lips parted as angry words prepare to spit forth and poison her mood.      ‘    what’s this about you wanderin’ the tracks above  CHAD VALLEY ?    ’    the small area between harborne and edgbaston lay in  SHELBY  territory...  as did birmingham... as did the world.

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[shlms-a]

1-800-everything you write is perfection, I don't know an awful lot about the world of sherlock holmes but you and your amazing writing has made me curious. 10 / 10

1-800-HOW’S MY PORTRAYAL ?

oh , thank you so much ! honestly , it’s a damn miracle if i actually get anything ic on this blog , but thank you so much for saying this ! :)