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harry potter aesthetics: Pureblood Society

One day it’s bloody knees, chapped lips, and sore wrists. Then one day it’s tight skirts, hands, and backseats. And people tell you this is what growing up is. And you want to go back to the one day when it was sleeping in, cartoons, and pancakes. But now its one day and it’s all skin, and skin, and skin.

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#{ ✦: pureblood society }#{ ✦: on schedule }

totaly-people

#{ ✦: visage }#{ ✦: on schedule }

avehoneymoons

#{ ✦: visage }#{ ✦: on schedule }

onyafevayuja

harry potter based character questions. BOLD what applies to your muse:

slytherin or gryffindor or ravenclaw or hufflepuff?

chocolate frogs or every flavor beans?

herbology or astronomy?

charms or potions?

thestral or basilisk?

sectumsempra or expelliarmus?

death eaters or dumbledore’s army?

play quidditch or cheer a team on?

divination or muggle studies?

apparition or floo powder?

polyjuice potion or love potion?

bat-bogey hex or episkey?

butterbeer or cauldron cakes?

diagon alley or knockturn alley?

#{ ✦: headcanon }#{ ✦: on schedule }

marleneofmckinnon

Compassion turned the enthusiastic grin to a softened smile. This castle had gone from a safe haven to somewhat of a prison, a place of nightmares, and it seemed everyone needed an escape. ( She made a note to bring that party up again with James; perhaps they’d soon have the chance to liven their classmates’ spirits. ) “Hogsmeade it is,” she decided on, and abruptly changed their direction to follow up the stairs.

“That’s a nice sentiment, but never a good idea,” she replied mischievously, an attempt to lighten the atmosphere. “The last time someone trusted me, he ended the night with a tattoo of a Pukwudgie on his arse - of course, the kind muggle had absolutely no idea what it was, but he did it anyway - and I was nearly arrested for public indecency. A story for another day, perhaps.”

vengefulvance

Emmeline almost managed to force a smile as Marlene lead her along, declaring their intended destination. As much as she would normally oppose this plan, the thought of getting lost in the streets of the village and being far away from this castle was all too much of a relief. “I knew there was a reason we’re friends.”

“That....certainly sounds like quite the story.” Emmeline admitted, almost instantly questioning whether or not she was maybe a bit misguided in this now, though also quickly pushing those thoughts away. “I’m sure we won’t have much trouble like that tonight though...We just need to get away from here for a bit.”

#marleneofmckinnon #{ ✦: Marlene McKinnon }#{ ✦: 10/10/76 }#{ ✦: corridors }#{ ✦: the hunt }

♒

✦ meme - @gcldenserpent✦ accepting

♒ = lying to them .

“Narcissa, really?” Emmeline looked at the other girl, an expression of disbelief and impatience on her face as she tried to process what the other girl was attempting to convince her of. “Do you really think that I’m that gullible?”

#gcldenserpent #{ ✦: narcissa black }#{ ✦: answered }

▓

✦ meme - @killerstrange✦ accepting

▓ = caught stealing their belongings .

Surprised was not the word to describe what Emmeline was feeling right now. She wasn’t at all surprised to catch Rabastan Lestrange rifling through her files.

She wasn’t scared, either. At least, not now. She would be later on, that was for sure. Once she had some time to process what was going on, she would probably be terrified that this was going to find her buried alongside her mother.

But for right now, she was only angry. Furious. Completely livid.

“And just what do you think you’re doing, Rabastan?”

#killerstrange #{ ✦: rabastan lestrange }#{ ✦: answered }

✏

✦ meme - @marleneofmckinnon✦ accepting

✏ = teaching them a different language .

Languages were not something that Emmeline had ever really struggled with, if she could be said to ever really seem to struggle with anything. But that didn’t mean that she didn’t occasionally need a bit of help…Or that she didn’t occasionally just want someone else around while she was working, though she would usually come to regret that not long after.

“Marlene – Are you sure this is right?” She asked, showing the other girl the translation she had been working on. Not that she meant to question the other girl too much, but it was in her nature generally to question everything. “I think that it looks right, but…I’m not exactly sure.”

#marleneofmckinnon #{ ✦: answered }#{ ✦: Marlene McKinnon }

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#gretascatchloves #{ ✦: answered }#{ ✦: greta catchlove }#{ ✦: sense and sensibility }

send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ---

veilled:

alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !

✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair . ❤ = kissing them . ₪ = asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them . ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare . ♣ = discovering them crying . 回 = patching a wound . ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

#{ ✦: memes }

killerstrange-deactivated201907

It’s nights as these he comes here and unknots, ties severed from duties and responsibilities if only to breath. It was times as these, at midnight, where they speak on how the stars are gleaming in all there glory and he can attest to that. Rabastan’s eyes went to the darkened sky, where a largess of light shone upon the tower, grey stone regaining color under luminous starlight.

“ Whoever’s there better show yourself, right now, ” he calls back, his voice like bullets while verdant hues remained steady on the sky. Of course, even his night of solace would be disrupted by some wandering figure. The devil never could gain the holy kingdom, why would he be allowed solitude. Mutely, elbows dig into the stone edge, waiting for the intruder to step out of the shadows or flee, preferable the latter.

vengefulvance

She couldn’t catch a break these days, could she?

All she had hope to do was get some air, to find some peace in the middle of a very sleepless night. The astronomy tower along with the library had always been one of Emmeline’s favourite places in the castle, allowing her to sit out under the stars and feel more at ease than she did at almost any time. With how messed up she had felt through all of this, it had seemed like a good idea.

She wouldn’t have expected to find Rabastan Lestrange already there.

When he called out, Emmeline debated just turning and leaving, not sure if she had the patience to deal with him tonight. But running from him felt weak. Running would mean that she was afraid of him. Running would mean that he won.

She couldn’t allow that now.

“Good evening, Rabastan.” She said, her expression hardening into one more of determination than fear and exhaustion as she stepped out in the dim light of the night. “Fancy running into you out here.”

#killerstrange #{ ✦: rabastan lestrange }#{ ✦: astronomy tower }#{ ✦: 10/18/76 }

plldailly

#{ ✦: visage }#{ ✦: on schedule }

harrypotterhousequotes

RAVENCLAW: “The rejection of facts, the rejection of reason and science–that is the path to decline.” –Barack Obama

#{ ✦: quotes }#{ ✦: journal }#{ ✦: wit beyond measure }#{ ✦: on schedule }

plldailly

#{ ✦: visage }#{ ✦: on schedule }

plldailly

It’s very frustrating to me when I hear my fans use the words “perfect” and “flawless”. Because it’s hours of hair and make-up, and binder cups on the back of your clothes. When it’s taken to the extreme, you end up slowly killing yourself, and alienating those around you in a struggle for perfection.

#{ ✦: visage }#{ ✦: on schedule }

@gcldenserpent

She had needed the fresh air. Although they weren’t all confined to the castle anymore, Emmeline was still finding the walls to be almost suffocating, choking her out and leaving her gasping for air as she tried to get through each day, waiting for everything to settle again and for her to begin feeling at least relatively safe.

The library, the place that had been Emmeline’s refuge since she first walked into the school, was currently out of the question. She couldn’t quite bring herself to go back there. She had taken to wandering the grounds instead, often hoping she’d just manage to not run into anyone.

She should know she was never that lucky.

“Apologies.” She muttered, spotting the blonde not far from her suddenly. “I don’t want to bother you.”

#gcldenserpent #{ ✦: narcissa black }#{ ✦: 10/16/1976 }

There was nothing really to do but try to go about her days as usual now. Get up, force herself to eat something, go to class, she checked in with Rosalie a few times...All Emmeline could really do was try to get through each day acting as though everything was going to be alright and hope that she could convince herself and everyone else of that fact. “I’m sorry, but...do you mind if we talk about something else?” She asked, trying to get away from the subject of recent events.

#dawnstarter #{ ✦: 10/16/1976 }

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