Title: JO JO LOOK JO LOOK JO
Artist: me, i'm the artist
Album: things elle shouldn't do at all
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yourdeercaptain:

send me a url and i’ll record my voice saying the url along with what i think of them.

desmefsi:

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                       a gryffindor’s w h o r e. what is she doing here ? a
                       late hour and the ‘golden’ girl is wandering alone,
                       through the school’s old walls. suddenly, the black
                       sister appeared right in front of her.

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                       ❛ surprise, my f r i e n d

       there’s a gasp that escapes  her  the  minute
       the other black makes a sudden appearance
       right in front of her. she tries her best to hold 
       back a scoff and rolls her eyes instead.

                                   ❛ you’re no friend of mine. ❜

      she snaps, almost bitterly. very U N L I K E her
      that  she too is taken  aback  by  her own words.
      of all people, the lunatic of a black that is bellatrix
      is not and never will be the one she wanted to see.

                                   ❛ what do you want ??

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doeofgryffindor ;  
✩ /BC THIS IS GONNA BE SAD HAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHA.

siriusx:

My character has died and is now a Reaper. They must escort a certain number of souls over to the other side before they may rest in peace themselves. Send me a ✩ and my character will react to yours being the last soul they have to take.

-not accepting-

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🐾 ;; —- He’d had enough of it.

                      He had forgotten how many  d a y s it had been.
                      He had forgotten how many people he had met.
                      He had stopped counting such a long time ago.
                      He wasn’t  c h a n g i n g  anymore.
                                                        Why would he anyway?
                                                                                   He was dead.

           And  he had  been
           dead for a very
           l    o    n    g     time.
           But was it weeks?
           Or     months?  Or
           even          years?

                      The  o  n  e   thing he knew was
                      that there was that  o  n  e  soul
                      coming, that   o n e  person that
                      would be the last for him to take.
                                                     Sirius wasn’t even sure he would
                                                     
know it would be the last one.
                      Maybe the last one was already
                      on the other side and he would
                      be stuck as a
                                       Reaper
                                            until the end of time.

      The war he had  d i e d  in was still
           raging on.
      He could see it everywhere around
      him. He saw it ᴇ ᴠ ᴇ ʀ ʏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ he was
      taking souls in a battlefield. He saw
      it every time there was a Death Eater
      killing one of the people he knew.
      He saw it ᴇ ᴠ ᴇ ʀ ʏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ he had to take
      a          m  u  g  g  l  e  b  o  r  n  .
                        Or    a     m   u   g   g   l   e .
      There were so many times he had to take
                            c  н  ι  Ɩ  ɗ  я  є  η.
       It was  ħ ø я я ı в ł e  but he got used to it.

                                                    —    Something   changed .

                           This time was ɗιffєяєηт.
                           He felt so human again,
                           he felt full of   e n e r g y,
                           he felt a little n e r v o u s,
                           he felt a little  happiness
                                                and
                           the ridiculous ʟ ᴀ ᴄ ᴋ of it.

                                         And suddenly, he knew.

                He was going to take the ℓ α ѕ т soul.
                He was going to go to the other side.
                It was going to be over.

                        But it was going to hurt.
                        And it was going to hurt
                                          so,
                                                so,
                                                     so     
b  a  d .

                  Sirius knew it the moment his eyes
                  f
                     e
                         l
                            l
                               on the house in front of him.
                  It had been so   l o n g  - but he still
                  r e c o g n i z e d it. It was the house
                  of the people he had      died      for.

                         That was the home of James and Lily Potter
                         - and  Sirius  Black’s  little  godson.  And  he
                         was there to
                                                   take
                                                                      their
                                                                                        souls.

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                  It was already tearing him  ap a r t
                  to  know  that  his   b e s t   friends
                  would be the ones he would have
                  to   take   to   the    o ʇ ɥ ə ɹ    s ı p ə

                                            And he didn’t want to be the one
                                            to draw the life out of
                                            נαмєѕ ρσттєя -
                                                    or ℓιℓу ρσттєя -
                                                            and least of all -
                                                                               нαrry poттer.

             And it showed soon
             that he was  r i g h t.
                                                 It   h u r t   to take them.
                                                 It   h u r t   to be the one
                                                 to  touch  James  Potter
                                                 the moment Voldemort
                                                 cast the  κıłłıиg  ¢υяѕe.

                 And he was - oh
                 so              close
                 to  n o t  doing it.
                                                       But he knew it would happen
                                                       in a   d i f f e r e n t   way.
                                                       More   c r u e l   way.
                          And he didn’t want
                          his best friend
                          to   s n ɟ ɟ ə ɹ .

             They didn’t even have the time to talk.
             James had to go, he had to move on  
            — and so did Sirius. He had to follow
             the man who killed the best friend he
             ever had upstairs — only to find James’
             wife there, talking to her child -
                                                  - to his  g o d s o n .

                     ❝ ——  L ι ℓ у -  ❞

                                    Her  name  escaped  his  lips q u i e t l y
                                    as     she    ρℓєα∂є∂     the    dark   wizard
                                    to  spare  Harry’s  life  before  a   f l a s h
                                    of      ɢ ʀ ᴇ ᴇ ɴ     ʟ ɪ ɢ ʜ ᴛ       and then —-
                                    —- it took a moment for him to touch her,
                                    to   take   her    soul    out    of   her   body,
                                    her desperate scream still
                                    є   c      н        σ           ι             η                 g
                                                                                         in his head. 

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                      At first neither of them spoke,
                      both  w a t c h i n g  the  man
                      approach    the    small    boy.

        Sirius feared he would have to take
        Harry too -
           - to take him in front of his mother.
                       In front of Sirius’ own friend.

                                                  But he didn’t have to.

                    And  he   k  n  e  w
                 L  i  l  y     P  o  t  t  e  r
                 was the   l a s t   soul
                 he would have to take
                 - that  he would  go to
                 the other side with her.

                                  He was still staring blankly at Harry
                                  - surprised by what had happened -
                                  suprised that the little boy lived and
                                  Voldemort  disappeared  -  when he
                                  heard  his  own  name  and  turned
                                                                            to face Lily.

                                                ❝I’m so sorry—-❞

               He shook his head slightly
               as he looked at her,
               α ρ σ ℓ σ g у
                            &
                                ѕ σ я я σ ω
               written all over his pale face.

          ❝I hoped, Lily —- I hoped you
          wouldn’t have to go so soon—❞

                                                                  ❝ It’s okay, Sirius— ❞

                  He didn’t agree - it was
                  a n y t h i n g  but  okay.
                                                              It  was  wrong
                                                              in e v e r y way
                                                               p o s s i b l e
                                                              and he knew it
                    - but the red haired woman
                   only looked affectionately at
                   her  boy  for  the   last   time
                   before  turning  back to him.

                                        It was time to let go.

                      It was Harry Potter’s story from now on.

doeofgryffindor:

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you can find me either on minnie or ted.

rattlingstars:

woah dude check out this sick banner that took me like a minute in pixlr

            + AU where Jim joins Silver’s crew as a pirate 
            + worst mun ever
            + hasn’t replied to threads since the cold war
            + laughs at jokes like “a carrot walked into a bank. the employee 
                 said sorry, we’re closed, you’ll have to come back tomorrow
            + can’t even promo seriously idk why i bother

                                                ask + rules + navigation

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you can find me either on minnie or ted.

xmckinnon:

this shitty graphic brought to you by me

okay first thing’s first: the mushy stuff that no one reads but i have to write it here anyway.
when i first started this blog, i didn’t think i’d be all that good at marlene.  i thought i’d get a few followers and then eventually just give up and go back to my other blog i had at the time.  but then everyone was just so kind and nice and it’s been months now and i’m still here, and i really love you guys so much for sticking with us.  if i’ve forgotten to include you here, i’m very sorry, because i’m sure i love you anyway.

personal favourites:

now, this section is n o t meant to make the rest of you feel inferior or anything ; it’s simply people that i adore in and out of character and who i feel deserve their own little section.  this is pretty much only people i’ve talked with out of character a bit and i really feel comfortable talking to in general.

constantquibbling
ahhhh.  okay, first of all you are absolutely fab.  like, look at this, i’m mentioning you first again.  i’m fairly sure i’ve followed you on every blog i’ve made, and you’ve been just as amazing every time.  from your characterization of one of my favourite characters not only in the series but in anything to how very sweet & kind you are to everyone.  you have made me feel better more than once when i was down over here, whether you realize it or not.  just, thanks for existing and stuff.  you’re actually sunshine in the way you light up the world

slytherrus
i would seriously follow you on any muse you made, like no lie.  i originally followed you on your little shit louis and your writing is simply f l a w l e s s, as are y o u, my dear.  i’ve said it before and i’ve said it again: i’m very specific in the way i like to see severus portrayed as i feel he’s a much more complicated character than people give him credit for, but you’ve certainly nailed it.  you’re absolutely wonderful && i’m really sorry that some people lately haven’t been able to see that.

fxrmbxy || lordxeddard
i absolutely love writing with you on both your muses.  like seriously, i’m pretty sure i would write anything with you.  if you have any aus in mind, you can come to me with them because i simply adore the dynamic marlene has with your characters, b o t h of them, and i’d love to explore it more.  and besides that, you’re absolutely grand out of character, and i’m so glad you approached me to roleplay all that time ago!

witchyblackcat
okay, so i know i’ve owed you a reply both on here and on freya for basically forever (mostly because i’ve been severely lacking in both the muse & the having-enough-time-to-write departments, not because of you at all) but anyway.  i love, love, love your portrayal of wendy.  she’s one of my favourite fictional characters and you’re absolutely spot on with her.

dumbledoresgrave
ahhh.  because of you, i made an entirely new muse.  because you’re a bad influence.  but anyway, your blog is amazing.  your characterization is so perfect and i just.  ugh.  asdfghjkl.  see, you’ve made me unable to form proper words.  you see what you’ve done?

barkiing || rousseure
okay, so i know you’re lacking in muse for anna right now, but i just have to say that i think your writing is so great, no matter what muse it’s for.  sure, i fangirled h a r d over your anna and everything, but from what i’ve seen, your malia is just as splendid and i truly hope we’ll write together some time soon on there!

riighteousman
okay so i’m not sure how i found your blog (i think i followed you on my rose, but before that it’s a blank tbh) and we’ve hardly written together, but you’re spectacular.  both as dean and in general.  i really love seeing your blog on my dash, honestly.

lovely little cupcakes:

okay, so i love all your cute little faces tbh.  whether we’ve written together or not (and we definitely should. so much.)  i adore seeing your spectacular posts on my dash whenever they crop up.  in no particular order because i’m too lazy to alphabetize, honestly.  sorry about that.

roseginevras || insidiatoriscruore || hewxstheirfriend || wxndybird || nagiarashi || sxmniare || stagpottah || notdamseling || firmxtae || wrackspxrts || insaniumfloris || mckinnon-the-great || ravxnclaws || astudyinblxck / inthemoonlxght || cxnniver || xgoblin || lucixn || drxmeda || freakishflower || interstellarsoftime || cunningxbeauty || malfoah || chasingthestags || minidomini || theweaselette || themxdnesswithin || likestoslay || xmagizoologist || cxnsilixm || xhumanitysfool || priideful || corleaena || chxoticneutral || ofvibrance || quaesxtor || ofinvisibility || doeofgryffindor || prefectisms || lilythenotsofragileflower ( i know you switched urls but it won’t let me mention that one ) || edhelernil || scarredpottter || pureneville || weaseldad

oops this is the new url. my bad