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frankieboy​:

rpmindthinker​:

Send me 💕 and I’ll make a mood board for our two muses.

If the icon doesn’t work just send “Mood”. 

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Arthur loved the holidays, all of them. He loved seeing the joy and anticipation on people’s faces. Normally, he was more of an observer, but tonight he had something of his own to be nervous about. There was no time to waste, though, if he wanted to catch the ferris wheel by midnight. His feet quickly strode over to the girl he had been eyeing the majority of the evening. He came up behind her and placed his hands over her eyes, “Guess who. If you guess correctly, I have a surprise for you or well, more of an idea.” He was rambling already, bloody hell.

@mollyoddled​

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GEORGE MACKAY Mr Porter / 2016 › ph. Stefan Henrichs

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prewprew​:

“Merlin! Sorry! Are you alright?!” Gideon exclaimed. 


As usual, he had been too preoccupied with his latest procurement from one of the many strategically-placed sweet stalls along Hogsmeade’s main street. He’d lost his footing under the dim fairylights, well-worn sneaker partaking in an argument with an undisclosed bit of rubbish, resulting in a messy collision between Gideon and another fete-goer.

His left hand held an orange liquorice wand, his right moving to cover his mouth slightly at the state he had left his fellow collider in. “Was totally off in my own world. Are you sure you’re alright?”

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Ted was having a hard time focusing with all the fun things going around. There was so much he wanted to do - fireworks, games, the bloody ferris wheel - he just hoped he had time for it all. He had been staring up at Dumbledore, who seemed positively giddy riding the loop when he felt someone bump into him and next thing he knew, he was literally staring upwards as his rear hit the cobblestone. He stood back up quickly and waved his hand as if brushing it off, “No worries, mate, really. I was off in my own world. How have you been, Gid?”

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antigoneaway​:

where; ferris wheel with; open

antigone stared up at the ferris wheel in complete delight and wonder. it had been quite a while since she’d been able to get on one it seemed. “do you think if I asked really nicely and maybe gave them a galleon or two, they’d let me sit at the top of the ferris wheel for a while? I don’t think I have the headmaster’s stomach to go round and round and round, but if I could just sit at the very tippy top for a while. well, I think that would be really nice, don’t you? think about how much you could see. as long as it’s not too high up. that might give me the heebie jeebs.”

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“I think I might be able to sway that decision in your favor.” Filch liked him as much as Filch could like anyone. King assumed it was because of the things he turned in to the caretaker that he had confiscated. (The things he didn’t deem worthy to bring for the prefect trades, at least.) “Mind if I ride with you?”

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serastarless​:

where; kissing booth with; open

sera sat on her stool with her arms crossed and the think black fabric covered her eyes. her hair was shifting quickly into a prism of colors with each little sound that she heard around her. “I’m not sure anyone told me I was going to have to do this blind.” she mumbled, unsure if anyone was actually there to hear her. “I’ll give an extra galleon if you guess what color my hair turns.”

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Bella leaned forward in the booth, her hand moving to graze Sera’s cheek. “I think it’s going to turn dark red.” She whispered, her lips coming dangerously close to the other’s. “I normally hate giving to charity, especially anything involving Hogwarts, but this might be money well spent, love.”

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“Should we see who can get more points in the whack-a-niffler game? We can place a wager on it.”

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stxrkvd​:

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“I was hoping you’d say that.” Rita leaned in and kissed him back (with a little more tongue than was appropriate for their setting) and ran a hand through his hair. “Are you sure you shouldn’t thank them? I am pleasuring you beyond imagination, after all. I think they ought to know that, don’t you darling?”

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Jackson let out a moan into her mouth. She turned him on more than anyone ever had and he was happy letting her being the only one to do so. “Oh, I am very grateful to them. For you, at least.” In his ind, as silly as it was, him and Rita would’ve ended up together, anyways, but the forced engagement had gotten them started. “Don’t worry, babe. When we go home for the summer holiday, I will be sure to flaunt you around to them. But, Christmas is meant to be spent with those you love, which is why I would rather spend it alone with you.” He captured her lips in another kiss, teeth scraping over her bottom lip.

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virbellica​:

@bataillexroyale​ rod & bella.

‘‘Mrs Lestrange, stop fussing over me.’‘ He spoke with a crooked smile, the festivities going on around them fading to the back of his mind as he touched her side gently and dipped his head down to kiss her on the lips. Rod allowed her to smooth down his rumpled collar, something she had been the cause of just moments ago. ‘‘You should start keeping your hands to yourself, or I’m hauling your ass out of this room again. I think our missing presence will start being noticed.’‘

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“I thought you enjoyed having my hands all over you, Mr. Lestrange.” Her voice held a sultriness to it as she looked up at him, eyes wide under dark lashes. “Do you think anyone could really blame us? Isn’t it customary for the newly married couple to run off on their own?” She dropped her hands from his ties and ran it down his chest, before letting it fall back to her side. “You know what I don’t think I will ever get tired of hearing?” She asked him expectantly, but didn’t wait for him to give an answer. “Being called Mrs. Lestrange.”

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pointlessresistxnce​:

closed starter: @bataillexroyale​ - arthur where: Weasley Residence, Cornwall 

“My dear brother, if I have to wear another pay of hand me down, nasty, frilly, dress robes, I believe I will simply have to run away and live the life of a nomad,” Bilius sighed, flopping down onto his brother’s bed and bringing the bottle of firewhiskey to his lips. It was easier to drink at home, his parents a bit too oblivious to what he was doing to himself. “I wish Mum would let us wear suits like practically everyone else.”

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Arthur chuckled, grabbing the bottle of firewhiskey from his brother to take swig himself. “It would be nice to have a normal suit, but then we wouldn’t stand out as much.” The first few times he had been forced to wear the silly dress robes and was mocked by his peers, it had stung a bit. But, as more time had gone off, Arthur had learned to brush it off. “Don’t worry, yours won’t look that bad compared to the bright orange ones mum set in my closet yesterday.”

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toomacnairtocare​:

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“Well then it’s a damn good thing we’re so fucking good at fighting, huh?” He asked, leaning back on the Black family settee.

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“I’d say so.” She did enjoy a good fight, it brought out something inside of her that thrilled her to her very core. “Do you believe it’s true that we are only as strong as our weakest link?” She wasn’t sure why she was in some strange, philosophical mood today, but Walden was one she felt comfortable talking to.

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isabella-derose​:

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“Hey Ellerie, no I haven’t seen him at all. I’m sure he, like my father, is just caught up talking to the many people he apparently knows and must have conversations with” Isabella grinned, while rolling her eyes slightly. “You can stay with me and keep me company though? I was just about to hit the buffet table”.

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“You are probably right.” Her father always did seem to have many people to talk to. Sometimes, she just bitterly wished those people would be his daughters. Or, at the very least, Evelyn. “Absolutely. I could use a bit to eat and I’m certainly glad to spend time with you.” Classes had gotten busy before the break and she hadn’t been able to make time for her friends, even her closest ones like Isabella, so it would be nice to catch up. She linked her arm through her friend’s, “How have things been going, my lovely?”

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@lunxrchild​

King couldn’t remember having been this nervous - yet, this ecstatic - in his entire life. He was so happy to have Val at his home, meeting his parents. It warmed his heart to have her here, where he grew up, being able to share memories and stories with her. Dinner had been fantastic, or at least he thought and hoped, and now that his parents retired to bed, he sat on the couch, arm around Val as his finger slowly fiddled with the ends of her hair. “How did you like them?” His voice didn’t have the normal, confident edge it normally held, instead it came out nervous and fast.

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“How many of these do you think are safe to light at once?” Arthur pondered rhetorically, knowing full well he was going to try to light all of the sparklers in his hand at once. “Hey, what do you call a duck that likes watching fireworks? A firequacker.” He chuckled at his own joke, hoping the person next to him would find it funny as well.

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xxmildinconsistencies​:

where: food (nye festival) with whom: anyone

Annie hadn’t actually planned on going to Hogsmeade, considering she would be back at school soon, anyway, but a combination of the shrieking harpy drilling into her nerves and the promise of free food had gotten her there. And the food was absolutely worth it. She had barely noticed her classmates as she’d just grabbed and started digging in. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt a tap at her shoulder, spinning around and blinking for a moment before offering a smile half hidden behind her hand as she tried to finish chewing the bite in her mouth.

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There weren’t many people that Jackson Flint could say he was happy to see. Actually, the last contained the same amount of people that he could count on one hand, but Annie was one of those people. He had lost track of Rita at some point, not minding since he was sure he would see her again before the stroke of midnight to get his new year’s kiss. He was about to go take a little nap back up at the castle for a few hours when he had spotted Annie. He made his way over, tapping her on the shoulder and waiting for her to finish her bite, before pulling her into a small hug. “You are a saving grace, Annie bear.” Affectionate nicknames certainly weren’t his forte, but it was something he had been calling her since they were much smaller children.

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xxmildinconsistencies​:

where: ice skating (nye festival) with whom: anyone

“This was a terrible idea, I have absolutely shite balance.” Allie held her arms out on either side of her, doing her best not to fall flat onto her face on the ice, skates on her feet barely inching forward as she shuffled along. “How did you manage to talk me into this, I swear I said ‘no’ earlier and yet here I am.” She glanced up, smirk on her face as she wobbled a bit, arms flailing a bit too much to play it off. “You owe me the biggest drink, I swear.”

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Ellerie held out her hands, as she skated backwards. “You are thinking too much, just take my hands and focus on me.” She had always loved skating, the cold air on her face, the feeling of adrenaline that coursed through her. She would skate and skate in circles when she was younger, pretending she was running away. “I promise, I will get your drinks all night for this. A few more loops around and we can go find some firewhiskey.”

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 ministry party

“You haven’t by chance seen my father around anywhere, have you?” She had been searching for him and had no luck. He must’ve been a bit too busy to entertain his daughters for the evening because as far as she knew, Eve hadn’t had any luck finding him, either.