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do you ever think about how advanced we’d be in women’s health care if we spent more time researching female reproductive health instead of plastic surgeries to exploit women’s insecurities?

the fact is there is no good way to treat PCOS, and when they try their primary focus is on fertility and not overall health.

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Her hair was a rich autumn auburn, her eyes a deep Tully blue. Grief had given her a haunted, vulnerable look; if anything, it had only made her more beautiful.

    — A Storm of Swords

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* open starter.

alecto didn’t know how long she could pretend to listen and pay attention to the other. in fact, their words seem to pass through one ear and exit the other; she was far too distracted. “oh, yeah. that seems awful.” she responded distractedly, obviously not paying attention.

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      ⁕      open    ─    @petrificusstarter

✿      ─────      amongst   plenty   of   notions   that   whisked   within,   none   perturbed   her   in   essence   moreover   than   discerning   and   disquieting   herself   o’er   the   matter   that,   in   a   flash,   the   school   year   will   come   to   and   end   and   familiar   faces   will   vanish   into   thin   air,   bittersweet   memory   of   them   left   to   linger   until   her   turn   will   come   to   leave   in   the   same   old-fashioned   style.   amidst   haunting   echoing   dark   halls   in   the   similar   manner   of   a   century’s   ghost,   whilst   accompanied   by   a   tiny   creature   which   had   happened   to   be   her   dear   new   pet,   with   a   deft   motion   of   her   nimble   fingers,   a   petite   frame   halts   before   vaunted   window   and   shifts   upon   the   sill   with   a   swift   motion.   the   shadow   encrypted   on   the   floor   was   in   fact   a   loaming   plight,   first   instinct   wielding   her   to   grab   the   kitten   and   hold   it   close   whilst   dark   orbs   squint   a   little,   at   an   unfortunate   attempt   to   decipher   who’s   the   person’s   shadow   she   was   staring   at   with   a   thumping   heart      ❛      if   you’re   intention’s   to   pry   on   me,   at   least   come   forward,   i   don’t   bite   …   she   might   though   …   ❜

alecto hadn’t expected to encounter someone so soon - a few moments earlier and the girl could’ve seen something she wasn’t quite.. supposed to. alecto stopped in her tracks, light hues observed the other, looking her up and down. a familiar face, yet no name came up in the carrow’s mind upon their meeting. just a girl and her kitten, it seemed. no reason for the slytherin to be wary, she thought - so alecto stepped out of the shadows. “ i don’t pry -- i observe. and i must admit, the cat does look more threatening. “ alecto remarked. “ prying would also imply you’re at least doing something interesting. are you? “

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( cis woman | she&her | cemre baysel ) —— isn’t that ALECTO CARROW? yeah that is them, sitting there at the SLYTHERIN table with those other SEVENTH years. when sybill looks into that crystal ball of hers, she sees the child who is not embraced by the village will burn it down to feel its warmth; a cracked mirror framed with gold; crushing tightness in your chest; spells whispered in the dark; it’s better to not feel anything at all; the calm before a storm; . anyway i’ve heard they’re pretty SHREWD, SPITEFUL, and UNSCRUPULOUS. apparently they’re a VENIT TEMPESTAS/DEATH EATER and PUREBLOOD but i’m sure that’s not related. —— [ aaliyah : gmt+2 : 22 : she&her ]

tw:: abuse

name: alecto amaltheia carrow birthday: june 14th, 1959 blood status: pureblood sexuality: homosexual affiliation: death eaters spoken languages: english, turkish, latin, french

perhaps alecto carrow could’ve been someone else. as a little girl she was soft-spoken, gentle & loved to read. not a mean bone in her body, the carrow’s friends would say. she would spend her free time playing with the house elves or keep herself up all night so she could finish yet another story at the carrow library. her parents thought it was pathetic. 

the carrow household was devoid of any warmth or affection. it was a cold, soulless place. what the carrows considered disclipline would often border with punishment.. and even more often with abuse, both physical and verbal. amycus was her anchor, alecto would say. she couldn’t even imagine surviving any of that without her brother.

there’s a saying that goes, what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. that wasn’t the case with alecto carrow. she grew to be full of hatred; spiteful, possessive. she felt the need to be in control of everyone and everything around her; she would switch between aloofness, attempting to bottle up her feelings until.. she couldn’t anymore and simply exploded. slow to forgive & one to never forget anyone who has ever wronged her. her wrath has no bounds.

her parents have never expected anything more of her than keeping her mouth shut & to find herself a nice, proper pureblooded husband. a good match has been in the search for quite some time now; the carrows would throw dinner parties, introduce their daughter to family friends and their sons. being with boys.. it felt wrong. for some time, alecto thought there had to be something wrong with her, or that love had been yet another book trope that only existed in fantasy. that was, until she got her first girlfriend. 

alecto despises her parents. she has always craved power; power of her own. being in the position to hurt someone has always made alecto feel good, even if it’s a short rush. which is why alecto has taken the dark mark; she does believe in the cause, but it’s not her main motivation.

it’s hard to be alecto carrow’s friend or lover; some failed relationships have caused her to close off even more when it comes to letting herself be vulnerable with someone. vulerability equals weakness in her mind.

wanted connections:

best friend/s. i imagine they’d be quite the toxic bunch.

past flings. nothing too serious.

most recent ex. alecto actually ended up falling for this girl. their relationship was messy, but passionate - it made alecto feel alive. the break up was the messiest of them all, though and now these two can barely stand to be in each other’s presence.

partner in crime. someone who’s always down to break the rules or dabble in the dark. 

fake boyfriend. most likely a friend that alecto drags along to family dinner so her parents can get off her back about betrothals. or this person and alecto owe each other favours.