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littlemissmckinnonarchived · 6 years

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She was a compulsive pessimist, always looking for the soft brown spot in the fruit, pressing so hard she created it.

Amy Waldman | The Submission (via blogut)

#(musing: hide your crazy & start actin' like a lady.)

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#(ash did a thing.)#/ i decided to redo this one

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(insp.) ♡: @brilliantvance & @marcelxmckinnon

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#that’s my girl.mp3

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The only reason she’d shown up was for the free booze and the fact that she hoped that some of her friends were present. If they weren’t then she had all intentions of leaving before she was sucked too far into the crazy. Marlene’s hands were stuck in her pockets and eyes straight ahead as she made her way towards the rather large house. A involuntary snort coming out as she realized just how large it was. Clearly, someone was over compensating.

Eyes spotted the familiar face she gave a nod of her head, “Seems like we might actually be running with more of the same crowd then I originally thought.” Marlene joked as she fell into step beside him. “How many rooms do you think are actually in here?” The question simple enough as she walked through the threshold and in an instant her sense were scrambled. The pies that her mother would make on the holidays, her father’s tobacco and the smell of the a fresh layer of snow. Eyes moving back to his face and a smile springing into place in an instant.

@lxciusmlfy

#(para.)#(para: lucius.)#(para: lxciusmlfy.)#requiescatevent011 #(dated: july 15th 1979.)#/ rip me #/ i will title this later

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(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

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“secretly we all love angst” Sentence Starters

smollmikey:

dont deny it DONT DENY IT

“It never works for us, and it never will.”

“I’m done. I’m done trying so hard only for you to never even look in my direction.”

“I can’t fall in love with you. I don’t want all the pain that comes with it.”

“My roommate had to go into my room and throw the sheets away because I haven’t been able to sleep in that bed since you left.”

“I keep asking myself “why isn’t the sun bright anymore” but then I remember you’re not in my life anymore and realize it’s just my own eyes.”

“I regret it all. I really do, I swear. Please, please– let’s fix this, please.”

“Remember when you promised we’d always be together? Because I remember when I thought you meant it.”

“I can’t move on from something that wasn’t supposed to end!”

“The phone calls aren’t the same… I can hear in your voice that it’s not the same anymore.”

“I’m trying to avoid talking because I know what it’ll lead to, and I don’t want that to come.”

“Don’t you think you can fall back in love with me?”

“This whole time I’ve been using you to make me feel better, and you never caught on. You never caught on. I want you to hate me now, but I don’t think you’re even able to.”

“Kissing me breaks the promise… remember?”

“Every time we fix things something else ends up breaking.”

“Why don’t we stop pretending we’re not on a road to destruction?”

“It wasn’t even fun at first, honestly. It was just like… Morphine.”

“You’re just not enough anymore.”

“It’s been too long since you’ve really smiled.”

“Ah, it was all my fault. Wasn’t it?”

“To think, we thought just the sex would be enough to keep us in love.”

“Back then, I lied when I told you I didn’t love you. You needed to move on from me– I needed to protect you from me.”

“You never had that shine in your eyes when you were with me.”

“Quit trying to fix me when you need to just fix yourself.”

“I’m so tired of everything about us, and about how we thought we were in love, and how we think forcing it can make us be in love– I’m so tired of it.”

“This whole time you’ve still been in love with him/her… Not me.”

“I couldn’t make you fall in love with me. I thought I could do it, I really did, but… But I know you… And this isn’t love.”

“Did you really think I needed that kiss back then when all that you conveyed in it was pity?”

“To think I’ve changed so much to get you to like me, and you still never really look my way.”

“I know I deserve better than you. I realize that, but you were so broken… I didn’t want to be the one that made you shatter.”

“All of this was to protect myself.”

“I feel like I’ve been looking for who you used to be… Back when you were actually happy.”

“I never want to even hear your name during my life anymore.”

“Your lips used to be sanctuary, but now I just feel trapped.”

“Isn’t it time we both stopped pretending we make each other happy?”

“The thing I regret the most is giving you so much hope by agreeing to this date.”

“We have the kind of history anyone would never want to think about again, and you’re hear asking me on a date?”

“What makes you think I’ll be any different this time?”

“I’ll let you down. I will always let you down. I’m not enough for you to be satisfied.”

“Are you satisfied with the mess you’ve created out of me?”

“I should have listened to everyone who told me this was a bad idea.”

“I’ve never met someone who can so gently destroy me the way you do.”

“I can’t forget about him/her! It’s not in my power to forget how he/she felt when they loved me.”

“The saddest thing is that when I told him/her I loved him/her, he/she thought I was lying. He/she never believed someone could fall in love with him/her.”

“Listen… You’re his/her best friend… and I completely fucked up– it’s over between us, but… please, punch me, or punish me, or do something to me because he/she just… cried. He/she wasn’t even angry, they were just so sad– Please, be angry at me, please. Give me what I deserve.”

“It would have been better if we never met.”

“You’re my regret.”

“I’m not angry at you, just at myself… Because I knew this would happen, but I let myself fall in love with you anyways.”

“Don’t tell me to give up like everything is meaningless.”

“This is why I don’t let myself fall in love.”

“Somewhere deep inside me, I still have hope that you’ll fall in love. How pathetic.”

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undxraviolxtmoon:

Severus laughed at Marlene, shaking his head. “I’m fairly certain I’ve got a spoon shaped scar on my head somewhere that disagrees with you, McKinnon. I’ve never been more afraid of a wooden spoon in my life.”

Originally posted by johnporchdick

“I feel like you’re saying that for my ego, not that I’m going to complain.” A snort leaving her lips. “We both know that I did not hit you that hard.”

#(convo.)#(convo: severus.)#(convo: undxravoilxtmoon.)

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lxciusmlfy:

If only you knew, the thought popped into the forefront of his mind before he could help it, the charming smile that etched itself across features unmistakable in agreement. Had Lily and James not pulled this off, they’d have to find new opportunity, but why bother when they offered it to them on a silver platter – he almost laughed at how much more he expected of them. “I might remember a thing or two about them in school, this is a far stretch from that indeed. Clearly? Don’t I blend in well enough?” He questioned, a near teasing tone that he knew to be more mocking than she would. “A wedding is a wedding, I don’t think anyone really knows what they’re getting into until they get there, I never turn down an invite; call it a fatal flaw.”

"Oh no, as far as blending goes you’ve done pretty well. Top marks if you ask me but we’re a tight nit group of friends, it’s easy to see the fresh-meat. Excuse the terminology. Plus you look like you were actually a few years ahead of us.” Marlene observed clearly not recognizing him from her own year, if anything he was closer to Marcel’s. It wasn’t too bad of an event given how quickly they’d tossed it together but in all fairness James and Lily had been a long time coming. “I’m just glad that they took my advice and sprung for the open bar else I highly doubt things would be so mellow here.”

#(convo.)#(convo: lucius.)#(convo: lxcuismxlfoy.)#requiescatevent010 #(dated: july 7th 1979.)

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angelixmoody:

The murder of the Mckinnon twins had come as quite a shock to the Auror; not so much that they’d died, but in the manner they’d been found. He knew the Death Eaters were brutal- but it had gone so much further than that. It felt personal. Completely and utterly so. “Everything is…mildly quiet. I don’t like it,” he frowned, scratching the stubble on his chin. “Oh? What kind of favor?”

“Quiet is either very good or very bad.” She agreed with his sentiments before chewing on the inside of her bottom lip. This was a tricky topic given that the Order wasn’t something that they were allowed to discuss with outsiders but Sybill was different and didn’t need anyone to tell her that it had existed. “I have a friend who I think you should sit down with... who’d like to join the Order. She found out on her own accord and uh, well, she’s very special.”

#(convo.)#(convo: alastor.)#(convo: angelixmoody.)

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rodolphuslestrxnge:

“Killed at the Ministry?” He sucked a breath i between clenched teeth, feigning surprise at the revelation. “As exciting of a story as that sounds, Miss McKinnon, I’m afraid it simply cannot be true. Due to the fact that I am, as you can see, alive and well.” He hummed as if in thought, “how recently was this supposed killing? I have been overseas for quite some time.”

With locked fingers her hands came up to press against her mouth resting under her nose before she began laughing. It wasn’t a giggle or a light chuckle but more so a laugh that had caused her to buckle at the side, her hands now covering her mouth as if to stifle the laugher that had erupted. “I’m sorry--this isn’t funny but... You’re dead. You’ve been dead for nearly a year.”

back to reality | open

#(convo.)#(convo: rodolphus.)#(convo: rodolphuslestrxnge.)

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