#( c: amycus. )

[pandoraxnott]

where: cobb and webb when: 2nd of january who: @fcrox (Amycus Carrow)

She has returned back this morning from her trip away, making sure she was back for her shift, sitting behind the desk with a new object in front of her. The clock was finished and soon she would be making an appointment with Bellatrix to show her.

Today she was marble chopsticks in front of her, watching hues of violet and emerald dance in front of her eyes. About to twine two threads together the door chimes and she turns her attention to the stranger walking it, though it wasn't a stranger.

"Amycus!" A smile turns on her lips. "Where have you been hiding?"

[ggathena]

where: the white wyvern who: @fcrox

As she'd guessed, the White Wyvern was lively and full of people, apparently everyone wanted --or needed-- a drink for the holidays. She'd come early and found a table in the back, guarded from the peeping eyes from strangers and perfect to enjoy a drink by herself. She hadn't been seeking company, but a familiar face popped up and Athena couldn't turn the blind eye. "Amycus, darling, feel welcome to seat with me. Drunk already or only beginning your night?"

[rsrevan]

where: death eater's warehouse, unknown location in scotland who: @fcrox

While he portrayed himself as the perfect gentleman in public, his mind was a wicked and sadistic one. His support on the war wasn’t based solely on his distaste for the muggles but even more so on the pleasure derived from seeing them in pain, a gratification that grew even stronger if it was his wand to cause it.

A stormy night, thrill pumping through his veins as they walked up to the warehouse that belonged to their side. There was nothing better than going out on a mission for the Dark Lord and doing so with an outstanding partner, even better— a friend. The wizard turned to the other, the corners of his lips turning upwards expectantly. “He got us a bloody gift, literally.” He told Amycus, gesturing towards the house where a muggleborn was waiting for them and what would be an interesting night. “He said we should get all the information out of him, however we saw fit.”

[mkmarlene]

where: hogsmeade who: @fcrox

Order meetings at the three broomsticks weren’t her favourite, in spite of being a loyal member and a strong believer in the good they were doing. The place just reminded her too much of her siblings, as they shared year after year at Hogwarts visits to the small town drinking butterbeer until their stomachs couldn’t take it anymore. Feeling that dreadful weight on her shoulders, the witch stormed out in much need of a wisp of fresh air. Her mind unfocused, her feet carrying her without purpose, she didn’t notice the figure standing in her path until her body slammed into his. An apology died out in her mouth as she saw the unfortunately familiar face, stepping out of the way and leaning backwards into the wall beside her. “Walk along, Carrow.”

[alectocarrowx]

where: her home who: @bestialremains

Alecto had sent an owl to her brother, requesting his presence for lunch, a conversation was dire considering what had transpired of his betrothal and she wished to share news herself; only a few she would confide in private matters. Certain a conversation needed to placid their mother for a short period of time.

A house elf ushered to collect Amycus upon his arrival, she sat in one of the lounge chairs, a book in hand, looking up upon his entrance. "Hello dear brother," a faint smile lingers on her features, "I hope you are hungry." A hand gestures for him to sit down. "Would you like something to drink?"

[luciusmalfoyx]

where: lucius' manor who: @bestialremains

Amycus was the last one to ask, the rest of his wedding party proclaimed, that he knew this would be an easy feat, friends since children, and if Rabastan was to be at his side, so would the Carrow brother. He felt the break in his wards on the manor, going to meet his friend in the foyer.

"Amycus, you made it." A coy smirk. "Do you fancy a drink?"

[alaraselwyn]

where: around midnight, streets of diagon alley who: @xamycuscarrowx

Alara left her sister's home in a fury, a bottle of wine in hand, needing out. She couldn't breathe. It felt like the world was crushing on her. The words kept playing in her head that Miray was betrothed to Rabastan. Not grasping the reality, considering her sister knew how she felt about the wizard. Was everyone so hell bent in her family to take those she cared about away from her? Was she projecting the hurt that happened five years ago, along with tonight, most definitely. It also showed her that even her siblings wouldn't fight for her. That at the end of the day, she only had herself.

Not wanting to go home, she found purchase on the curb outside some random shop, she cared not to look, finishing the bottle of wine. A part of her wished to cry, but the tears would not form, held in from the years she forced herself to do so. She places the bottle down, catching the sound of footsteps, turning to look who was coming in her direction.

"I hope you have a bottle of wine with you." She calls out, desperate for another bottle to drown her sorrows in, wanting to numb the pain she was feeling.

[emirselwyn]

status: for @fcrox (amycus)

"So now that you're not engaged to Miss Flint anymore, have your parents given you the choice to make your own decision or have they got the next candidate lined up for you already?"

[bbcharity]

She was definitely not one to enjoy events unless they came with a twist, throughly planned by the host or improvised by one of the guests. Whatever the case, Charity believed there should be some action, anything to make it somewhat less dull. It felt as thought she was once again going around in circles— which she was physically as the wizard made her twirl all over the ballroom. But it was something beyond herself, these kind of events followed the same pattern and gave only so little options for change. Perhaps that was the reason why she was dancing with Amycus instead of putting on a little show on her own. The witch hummed softly, letting him guide her and looking up only when he pulled his trick. A small smile formed on her lips as her eyes took in the brief but enchanting unraveling of constellations above their heads. “Oh, the magic.” She exclaimed unfazed though her eyes glinted contradicting her tone. “I’d love to share a dance with you on a wedding you do not like the couple enough to respect them. Meanwhile, I could settle for any chance when you’re not conditioned and can do more than a simple little trick.” The blonde stood on her tiptoes just enough to press a soft kiss on his cheek, before swirling away from his hold.

THE END.

Amycus spun her around, taking steps along to whatever the music dictated. It was easy, simple. The words flowed ever so nicely, as much as the steps. Still, he couldn’t help but grin. “Well, we can’t have you wither away like a flower just because you find yourself bored out of your mind, then, can we?” His voice carried a certain amusement. For the most part he was just fine staying away from the bigger crowds, to spend his time in his laboratory or shop. “I would provide more than a dance, but I do actually like the couple, so I shan’t ruin their day.” Nor would he dare mess with the decor or the location itself.

“So, dancing will have to do for now.” It would be keeping her away from the more mundane things, either way. Amycus could only hope that would do for now. “So, if you could do anything – anything at all – right now, what would it be?” The wizard was on his best behavior, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy some mischief here or there so long as it would keep in line with his previous set goals of not messing anything up. Then he remembered something, chuckling at the thought as he let her twirl, only to reach into his own pocket to grab a bag of powder. It was a short break in the dance routine as he threw the powder into the hair, a flick of his wrist and the powder began to twist and swirl, shaping into a sparkling chaos of magnificence. Constellations formed, light orbs shaped. It would disappear soon enough, but for now it would make things at least a little more interesting. “It’s not like I can turn the flowers to stone, is it?” A shrug, as he pulled her closer once more. - @bbcharity

[pandoraxnott]

where: aureum solis who: @fcrox (amycus carrow)

With Pandora being one that dabbles with magic and spells, twisting their invisible threads to turn into a spell that had its own uniqueness like herself, it still left her curious about others aspects. There was one that she knew who delved into the more science part of it that intrigued her.

The witch sauntered into his shop, a small white box in hand, glancing around the room until she spotted who she was looking for. "Amycus Carrow." A smile on her face. "Have you blown anything up today?"

[crime-and-law-maraudersrp]

── SET IN MODERN TIMES, WELCOME to a world of full of mayhem, madness and best of all, crime.

Dive right into a world filled with criminals who get up to no good, causing complete chaos and destruction as those that choose the side of the law try to catch the bad guys.

This isn't just a choice between good and evil, or a choice between right and wrong. It's even more intricate than that. A world full of crime and passion. Besides, we all have to get a little bad to do the right thing, right?

Make your decision and come join us for the ride! Who knows what you'll find? Friends, enemies, love, or war.

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JAMES POTTER

SIRIUS BLACK

REMUS LUPIN

PETER PETTIGREW

REGULUS BLACK

MARLENE MCKINNON

LILY EVANS

MARY MACDONALD

ALICE FORTESCUE

HESTIA JONES

FRANK LONGBOTTOM

KINGSLEY SHACKLEBOLT

EMMELINE VANCE

TED TONKS

AMOS DIGGORY

EVAN ROSIER

PANDORA ROSIER

DORCAS MEADOWES

BARTY CROUCH JR

SEVERUS SNAPE

BELLATRIX BLACK

ANDROMEDA BLACK

NARCISSA BLACK

XENOPHILLIUS LOVEGOOD

LUCIUS MALFOY

RODOLPHUS LESTRANGE

RABASTAN LESTRANGE

RITA SKEETER

GILDEROY LOCKHART

ALECTO CARROW

AMYCUS CARROW

ANTONIN DOLOHOV

SYBILL TRELAWNEY

PETUNIA EVANS

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[strcetrat]

date: february 1925 location: um. some small speakeasy? closed to @amcarrows​

this job was, by far, the easiest that he had been given since the marauders had started their little affair, which meant that his nerves were positively shot, just like his anxiety levels were through the roof, casually strolling now through the doors of the bar with a curt nod of feigned familiarity to the man stood beside it. introduce himself to amycus, make friends, get him talking about his line of work... easy, but easy often meant complacency, and complacency increased the odds of something going horribly wrong and him being the unfortunate victim: the streets had thought him that, alleys and dark corners beating the lesson so deep in him, his very core seemed to shake at any instance of straightforwardness. a struggle as it was to maintain an image of calm collectedness, peter held on to the hope that wearing the best clothes he owned – though they were far, far from being the best in the establishment – would cover it all up, tuck in the imperfect parts of his mask behind it in order to convince his target, add another layer on top of this carefully curated image of innocence, of being nothing more than just a friendly face hoping to make conversation.

speaking of friendly faces… peter was so taken aback at the sight of amycus’ own, glimpsed by him through the mirror at the back of the bar where the man was seated, seemingly deeply lost in thought, that he had to stop and think if he wanted to or even could go through with it, another sign that this was.. far from what he had expected. it was one that he had only ever seen under the harsh glow of street lamps, always at a calculated distance, but now, up close, it seemed so... tranquil, even melancholic almost, and that nugget of curiosity over such emotions pulled him out of his plan enough to carelessly sit himself down next to amycus, making it absollutely certain that the other would have noticed his arrival. not quite the smooth entrance he had imagined himself doing, too late to take it back now.

“oh, sorry, this is an empty seat, right?” he threw the question out into the open, but since it was just him and amycus at that side of the nearly empty bar, it was clear who he was talking to and pointing the barstool with his eyebrows to. placing his sweating, clammy hands on the bar and making to pull himself back up from his seat, peter looked at amycus through the mirror, using it as a buffer out of fear that direct eye contact so quickly would give him away... among other things. “it’s just that... i’ve been here a few times before,” a lie, he was mostly at the boulevardier and he wasn’t the most staunch of drinkers. “and i’ve never seen you here, and all of a sudden getting to sit on this spot felt like the most urgent and important thing.”

[alectocarrowx]

Alecto narrowed her eyes at her dear brother, sitting across from her, and gave a small snort. "I would take that a compliment, but I am your only sister." Eyes glancing down at her stomach at the feel of push against the palm of her hand resting on top of it.

The witch was disappointed when Amycus spoke that there was nothing new happening in his life. She was expecting some type of gossip to appease her, but it was not going to come. "Have you heard anything from those that visit your shop?"

Wise, was that the word to be used? Amycus wasn’t going to argue against that either. A compliment, even if not intended as one, the wizard was going to take it. Even an ego as seemingly quiet as his needed feeding occasionally. He hummed in agreement. The tension would fall, and things would, as far as possible, return to normal. Not that the normal was going to be anything like the days of the past. Those were gone but sometimes that was for the better.

“What can I say, you are my favorite sister.” And his only one at that. The wizard leaned back, getting more comfortable as he did. “Would it surprise you if I said nothing at all is new with me?” It was true, he may have chatted with one interesting being here or there but for the most part the alchemist could be found exactly where he preferred to be, in his lab. - @alectocarrowx

[alectocxrrows]

who: alecto and amycus where: the carrow twins’ manor

“When do I get to get VIP passes to one of your games, brother dearest?” Alecto hopped onto his bed, looking over at him as he sat at his desk. “You know I’m the most deserving and besides, I come along with the added bonus of not dragging along any unwanted extras.” Friends, acquaintances, whatever they could be called - though she had some of the latter, she’d never really seen the point in it. 

“Either that, or come out for drinks with me. I think there’s a chance I’ll be promoted, and you’re the first one I’m telling, even sooner than dad.” Because of course she’d tell him first - even if she ran into their father on a semi-regular basis, he wasn’t the family member who she felt most connected to.

“Or... both?” She offered him a bright grin. “How much luck shall I have with that?”

@amycuscxrrow​

[alectocarrowx]

where: her townhome

who: @xamycuscarrowx

An owl had been sent the night before, requesting her brother to come for a visit, finding the need to have a conversation with him. They had not spoken much since the ending of his betrothal to Valeria and their parents shifting their attention on her. She did not like it and wished for him to fix it.

Alecto felt her wards, leaving the living area to meet her brother in the foyer. A faint smile on her lips.

"Amycus, thank you for coming." She turns to walk down the hall. "Are you hungry?"

[luciusmalfoyx]

who: @amycusccrrow when: Lucius Malfoy Manor

There were a few things he had to do, to cover his end of the wedding planning, and knew it was only a matter of time before his mother would be down his throat about it. He had asked Amycus to come over to talk Death Eater business, but there was another reason.

He felt his wards start to be tampered with, moving to meet his friend in the foyer. "I was beginning to think that you would be late." He hated tardiness, but also gave the other a hard time.

'What would you like to drink?"