an unhappy fate

don't trust the moon, she's always changing. part of a private & closed group.

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all of them for marlene

🌟 …someone my muse trusts: here

💔 …someone who broke my muse’s heart: Amelia

💕 …someone my muse loves: here

😒 …someone my muse hates: here

🔥…someone my muse would die for: here

💀 …someone my muse would kill for: here

👻 …someone my muse considers a best friend: here

💘 …someone my muse has a crush on: Severus

🔪 …someone my muse hurt in the past: here

👀 …someone my muse likes, but doesn’t trust: here

💩 …someone my muse dislikes, but admires: here

👿 …someone my muse used to like, but doesn’t anymore: Mundungus

😉 …someone my muse has had sex with: Severus

💋 …someone my muse used to date: Amelia

😜 …someone who makes my muse laugh: Lily, Sirius, Severus, Frank

👪 …someone in my muse’s family: Lily, Sirius, Frank

👑 …someone my muse is jealous of: Frank

👊 …someone who hates my muse: ???

👫 …someone who has a crush on my muse: Severus? Hopefully?

👌 …someone my muse has only met once, but will never forget: Nagini

🍓…someone my muse has never met, but wants to meet: Blue Voldy

👰 …someone my muse would consider marrying: :/

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🌟😒👻👀💩 - for marlene & sybill

Marlene

🌟 …someone my muse trusts.

here

😒 …someone my muse hates.

here

👻 …someone my muse considers a best friend.

Lily and Sirius

👀 …someone my muse likes, but doesn’t trust.

Alastor

💩 …someone my muse dislikes, but admires.

Mundungus

Sybill

🌟 …someone my muse trusts.

Herself

😒 …someone my muse hates.

here

👻 …someone my muse considers a best friend.

Her shadow? Her reflection in the mirror? The whispers in her head?

👀 …someone my muse likes, but doesn’t trust.

Emma and Mundungus

💩 …someone my muse dislikes, but admires.

Alastor and Bellatrix

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sybill: 💕 😒 🔥 💀

💕 …someone my muse loves.

Literally no-one. Not a soul.

😒 …someone my muse hates.

Her mother.

🔥…someone my muse would die for.

Herself. Possibly.

🔪 …someone my muse hurt in the past.

Her brother, the myriad of people who she’s given false prophecies to.

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marlene: 🌟💕😒🔥🔪

🌟 …someone my muse trusts.

Lily, Minerva, Sirius, Severus, Frank

💕 …someone my muse loves.

Lily, Sirius, Severus, Frank, Harry

😒 …someone my muse hates.

Bellatrix, Voldy, Nagini, her father, most death eaters.

🔥…someone my muse would die for.

Lily, Sirius, Severus, Frank, Harry

🔪 …someone my muse hurt in the past.

Severus, her mother, herself. Many innocent people.

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Get to know the people in my muse’s life.

Send me a symbol and I’ll tell you about…

🌟 …someone my muse trusts. 💔 …someone who broke my muse’s heart. 💕 …someone my muse loves.  😒 …someone my muse hates. 🔥…someone my muse would die for. 💀 …someone my muse would kill for. 👻 …someone my muse considers a best friend. 💘 …someone my muse has a crush on. 🔪 …someone my muse hurt in the past. 👀 …someone my muse likes, but doesn’t trust. 💩 …someone my muse dislikes, but admires. 👿 …someone my muse used to like, but doesn’t anymore. 😉 …someone my muse has had sex with. 💋 …someone my muse used to date. 😜 …someone who makes my muse laugh. 👪 …someone in my muse’s family. 👑 …someone my muse is jealous of. 👊 …someone who hates my muse. 👫 …someone who has a crush on my muse. 👌 …someone my muse has only met once, but will never forget. 🍓…someone my muse has never met, but wants to meet. 👰 …someone my muse would consider marrying.

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Any you want to do from Sirius for Marlene

Sirius → Marls💪

Send “✆” for a MORNING text.

[ 4:45am ] I locked myself out. Can I crash at yours until I can call a locksmith???[ 4:45am ] Please??? 😇

Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.

[ 3:20pm ] Did Lily tell you who Harry’s dad is??????

Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.

[ 11:06pm ] I didn’t want to believe that you were buying into that DE 💩 but it seems that I was wrong. Snivellus? Really? Clearly you’re perfect for each other.

Send “#” for a RANDOM text.

[ 12:36pm ] [ attached: image ][ 12:36pm ] For me[ 12:37pm ] [ attached: image ][ 12:37pm ] For you[ 12:37pm ] 😁😁😁😁

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countingcrcws:

The truth of the matter was that there was very little holding Fabian Prewett together these days beyond a teflon-coated veneer of politeness and a hope and a prayer. Her glare was sufficient to deter even the most battle-weary of servers from gravitating her way, but he supposed that he’d always had something of a masochistic streak tucked away in him somewhere. Tucking the pocket watch he’d been pretending to study absently back into his jacket pocket he offered a seemingly amused, “I’d ask what I’ve done to deserve that look but I don’t think I’d care to hear the answer.”

She was very talented at keeping people away from her, a mixture of the powers many believed her to possess and an aura of being entirely unapproachable. Which was why it was always a surprise when someone braved her harsh exterior to actually talk to her, and perhaps why the glare disappeared from her face for a moment when he spoke to her. “You’re talking. What kind of masochist are you that you decide to attempt conversation with people who clearly don’t enjoy conversation?”

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All the texts for marlene from sev :)

Severus → Marlene

Send “✆” for a MORNING text. 

[ 7:15am ] Early start - there’s coffee in the kitchen.

Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. 

[ 5:43pm ] Remind me why we have a dog?

Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. 

[ 6:38pm ] There was an accident at work - will be late. Remind me not to hire someone fresh out of Hogwarts next time, even if their parents are in the DE.

Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. 

[ 10:30pm ] I need some help reorganising the store cupboard….

Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.

[ 3:12am ] Can’t sleep - can I come over?

Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.

[ 7:56pm ] So this all has been a joke to you, hmm? Playing the long con with Snivellus to get intel? How stupid I was to trust you.

Send “#” for a RANDOM text.

[ 8:30pm ] Your place or mine?

Send “@” for a SCARED text.

[ 4:01am ] I can’t keep doing this, Marlene. I need a way out of the DE.

Send “&” for a LOVING text.

[ 9:37pm ] I’m glad this - us - happened.

Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.

[ 12:09pm ] Are you free Friday evening? 

Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.

[ 10:20am ] I have decided to take a long weekend.[ 10:20am ] ![ 10:20am ] Come away with me?

Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.

[ 5:42pm ] Mother how many time do I have to tell you that I’m perfectly happy with Marlene? Please stop inviting the Greengrasses over for dinner.

Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

[ 11:25pm ] You know what the worst part is? I really did love you. How foolish of me.

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incertam:

Frank threw a small ball of cheese into his mouth as he looked up to find his sister. Marlene was, as always, gorgeous, and he could not help but feel infinitely proud of the woman she had become. The older man grinned and shrugged, reaching for a napkin to wipe his mouth. “Ya know me. I’m nothing if not a genius.” They had to eat, right? Well he would eat it all and watch the fuckers starve. Now, that was a nice image. “Where’s your boy toy?”

She beamed as he grinned at her, her mood already feeling so much higher. She truly didn’t know what she would have done without him and she was almost certain that she wouldn’t have been able to enjoy her job at all if she didn’t have Frank by her side to make it all seem slightly less awful. “A true genius, really, as you’re modest with it.” Marlene moved to his side, selecting a canape and contemplating it before eating. His question made her look around the room, having genuinely no idea where Severus was. “My boyfriend is somewhere around. I’ll track him down when I want to dance. I wish you’d stop calling him my boy toy. You’re like an embarrassing older brother.” And of course, that was precisely what Frank was to her.

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“Well, I suppose it’s convenient I have none, isn’t it?” Severus’ lip curled at her suggestion, his expression rapidly contorting into one of distaste. “We’ve been over this already.” He replied, his eyes narrowing at her teasing. “No red. I’d much sooner spend the afternoon in Madam Puddifoot’s with Bellatrix than wear red. Besides, I doubt that I’d look quite as fetching as you do tonight.” Severus shrugged. “I was simply curious. It looked positively riveting from where I was standing. Oh, really?” He queried. “Nothing bad, I hope.” For once in his life Severus had money to spare in his vault - something that he wouldn’t let go of easily. “Please tell me that you also find the snake’s being here unsettling.”

It was some kind of talent, she thought, to be able to determine the compliment mixed in with all of his grumpiness and so nothing he said did anything to diminish her smile. Marlene moved slightly, cupping his cheek for just a moment. “You know I’d never really want you to wear colour. I might die from the shock and besides, then you wouldn’t be you.” Her hand dropped from his face, looking back over her shoulder at the group who were still conversing, if anything with increased passion. It was a mystery to her how people could be so interested in such a boring subject. “Nothing seemed bad.” And even if she didn’t have the greatest grasp on economic theory, she had enough common sense to distinguish the good from the bad. At Severus’ words, she turned to look at Nagini, a soft sigh leaving her before turning back to him. “I hate that snake. It creeps me out.”

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brcntides:

“I suppose not, no.” Tilden agreed somewhat awkwardly. “But like, I meant that it’s almost pretty. Like it’s not really to my tastes, but it’s better than what it normally looks like.” Thankfully Tilden’s dealing with the Ministry had been relatively few and far between. He eyed her hip flask curiously. “You do know that all the drinks are free tonight, yeah? So that’s, uh, that’s not completely necessary.” He shrugged, biting nervously at his lower lip, feeling more than a little off-put by the woman next to him. “I don’t believe we’ve met, have we? I’m Tilden.” He introduced himself, offering his hand.

“I never been here before.” She replied airily, tossing her hair back. That was a lie; she had held a couple of jobs in the various departments which she had been summarily fired from. But that wasn’t something she shared, it didn’t fit with the narrative she wanted her life to be. Sybill noticed the way he was looking at her hip flask and mockingly mimicked his facial expression before looking back at him. “You can’t trust drinks that other people supply.” She said it like a fact, stepping back from him as he offered his hand. She looked at it as though its very existence insulted her before looking back at his face. “Sybill.” This was already more conversation than she’d intended to participate in, and touching his hand would have felt like some kind of personal torture, so she just stared at him and waited for him to get the hint.

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emmvxnity:

She’d left Mundungus – sorry, Alexander – pilfering candlesticks to search for another friendly face or two. Well, friendlier than the likes of her fellow Death Eaters anyway, which Emma supposed wasn’t an awfully high bar to begin with. The longer she stayed stationary in her thoughts and resentments, the more that smile began to strain at the edges and one couldn’t afford to be caught sulking at a government party. It was why when she approached Sybill, whom she knew from Knockturn, little care was paid towards her less than pleased expression. Apologetically, Emma held out her fresh glass of alcohol. “Need a drink? It’s the one thing they always do right by here, I’ll give them that.”

Sybill didn’t have friends. In fact, she went out of her way to avoid anyone who could even begin to be considered a friend. People always wanted something from you and Sybill was completely unprepared to give and this mentality had only been heightened with her surety of someone following her. However, an exception was made for the people who worked on Knockturn Alley. Friendship was still avoidable, but some kind of acquaintance and understanding was not. So whilst not exactly smiling at Emma, she dropped the outward hostility, holding up one of her hip flasks in response to the question. “I don’t trust a single thing here. Definitely not the drinks.”

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brcntides:

“Do I look like I’m having a better evening?” Severus grumbled, a dark brow raising. “You and I both know that were attendance not mandatory I wouldn’t be here.” Even with Marlene as his date, and the opportunity to network, he still dreaded it each time the fourteenth of July rolled around. “What did they have to say? No doubt it was absolutely fascinating.” He drawled, his eyes rolling. They would only be there for a few more hours before they could leave, and if Severus could avoid both Bellatrix and The Dark Lord then perhaps there would be a small silver lining to the evening.

Marlene turned her head to him with a slightly smile on her lips, a completely involuntary side effect of any conversation she had with him. “Well, I just can’t tell. You know when someone wears all black, it becomes very hard to decipher if they have any emotions at all. If you just had a little bit of colour, like a red tie, it might be easier to see that you’re having the best time of your life.” She grinned, her teasing clear, already feeling better about the evening now she’d had the chance to spend even a moment of it with him. “If you really think I was paying attention then I’m going to have to reconsider if you know me at all. It was something about Gringotts and the economy.”

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Sybill couldn’t help her desire to lurk in the back and stick to the shadows as best as she could in a well lit ballroom. Even if the feeling of being followed hadn’t been ever present as a tingle up her spine, she would still have tried her best to hide herself away. It was a natural and inescapable desire not to have people in general anywhere near her. She knew they were necessary for her to work, but this was her free time and even if she felt compelled to attend the ball, she would try her damnedest not to mingle. Which was why when someone came within an five feet of her, she couldn’t help the slight glare.

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Playing her part was becoming almost too easy, it almost felt natural to move around the party and know so many people, despite them mostly being people she should swear a hatred for. The glass in her hand certainly helped, but she couldn’t let herself rely too much on the crutch of alcohol. She had to remain alert. Marlene excused herself from the conversation she found herself almost trapped in, moving to stand beside someone else. “Tell me you’re having a better evening than I am.”

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brcntides:

Events such as these had never been Tilden’s favourite, but he knew that if he wanted to continue on the fringes as he had been doing so then he had little choice but to show his face. Whoever had been in charge of organising had seemingly outdone themselves, transforming the atrium into a magnificent ballroom. Tilden couldn’t help but wonder if Holly had been responsible for the floral arrangement, making a mental note to ask her later. “It’s quite something, isn’t it?” He asked, turning to the person next to him.

There had been many reasons that Sybill hadn’t wanted to attend. Firstly, and most importantly, was because she was almost certain that whatever government they had currently had simply forgotten she existed as a real person and therefore she was safe from any possible danger as long as she kept her head down. Secondly, she just didn’t want to have to deal with people for such an extended period of time. It was more coincidence than anything that she was standing beside Tilden when he spoke, as she was more occupied with taking a swig from one of her hip flasks. “Something. Well I suppose it has to be something. It can’t very well be nothing, can it?”