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Hey guys. I’m working on moving this blog. Hazel is gonna be a sideblog to my multimuse. It gives me one less account to log into and still keeps her separate the way i want her. URL isn’t gonna change, unless you have a suggestion for a better one.

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when both you and your RP partner sucks at plotting

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@devilish-deal​:

The professor nodded slowly - a small sigh escaping painted lips: 

“ … My sister needs some support & has requested I come at once. “

( Not an outright lie, not really, Narcissa had needed her & she was going immediately. Since she’d gotten herself out of the Death Eater core, she had certain reservations about going, but that was nothing a child should know. ) 

“ You seem disappointed. I assure you, the essay I have prepared for you will quench your thirst for knowledge until I am back next week. “ 

Hazel nodded. “Sorry for prying,” she said softly. She could understand, well, try to understand.

“I really just admire your class. I think you’re a great teacher. I hope everything turns out okay.” Hazel gave her professor a reassuring smile before turning to leave.”

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What's a memory she doesn't have (because she's forgotten) but should have?

Are we talking a memory of Helena’s that Hazel should have? Or just one in general? I’ll go with one of of Hazel’s because I just thought of it.

Hazel has met her father once, when she was about five. But it didn’t go very well. She was supposed to spend a weekend with him. However she wasn’t having it. He took her home, and they did nothing. He tried to force her to partake in his interests and burned a book she was trying to read, at which point she start screaming and demanding to go home. So Riley, her mother, was called and took her home, and Hazel never saw him again.

But she doesn’t remember this at all, despite remembering a great deal of small random things from the year.

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stainsofdishonor:

@losthollowed liked for a starter.

“Oi, wait up!” Sirius called the girl just down the hall, running to catch up with her and wrap an arm around her shoulders, much too comfortably for someone he didn’t talk all that much with. “Rowan, right? Hey, listen, do you think you could help me out with something?” 

Hazel almost paused, but kept walking. She was fairly certain that she didn’t want anything to with whatever Sirius Black wanted. And her body tensed up at the unexpected arm around her shoulder. “Yes, it’s Rowan,” Hazel said cautiously. “And that depends on what you’re asking.”

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@losthollowed from x

Rowena blinked in surprise at seeing her daughter, not having realized she was there. “Sweetheart - you’re supposed to be in bed,” she said. She bent over, lifting Helena and resting her on her hip (though she admittedly was getting too big for that). “Come on, I’ll tuck you in.”

The little girl wrapped her arms around her mom and rested her head on the woman’s shoulder. “Mama, who hurted you?” she asked softly. “Why did they do that?”

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❤’ed For A One Liner || @losthollowed​

          ❝ You either thrive on danger or have terribly bad luck. I am not sure which I would prefer. Either way, you do not belong here. ❞

She couldn’t deny her surprise at the voice as she had admired the garden of the castle she had accidentally stumbled upon. And she turned in that direction. “Or I was terribly lost and looking for help.”

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she--knows-it-all:

“But…” Hᴇʀᴍɪᴏɴᴇ sɪɢʜᴇᴅ, ғʀᴏᴡɴɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ʜᴇʀsᴇʟғ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ʀᴏʟʟɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴅᴅɪɴɢ, “Alright, fine. I’ll wear it- even if l don’t have the curves to fill this.” 

Hazel chuckled, her smirk turning to a grin. “Oh trust me, you fill out that dress perfectly.” Hazel had never been one for lying when it came to that sort of thing. In fact, she tended to be brutally honest. “Now the question is, how to wear your hair?”

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@mistermalcolmbaddock​:

“It’s all the rage, big shirts as dresses,” he teased, reaching out to tug said shirt’s collar. “I for one would appreciate the … access.” His hand slipped lower, his fingertips gliding down her torso.

His smile turned sultry and his brow raised. “Well, get to it, then, or we’ll never leave.”

Hazel took a deep breath to help contain herself, knowing that he was exactly trying to tease her. “A skirt is just as easy,” she mused on a light chuckle, stepping back from him. “Besides, you might want to change too. I don’t think you could get away without a shirt, at least, not without a riot.”

Stay

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destinystillarrives-thanos:

Knowhere, that was where the Reality Stone was, under the hands of the Collector, who had left the stone with Tivan was a fool in the eyes of Thanos. Now that the quest had started and with Power and Time already in his gauntlet, the Mad Titan needed to go get the others. Two where on Earth, but the Reality Stone was closer.

He transported himself to the planet – directly into the museum of Tivan, that’s when he saw a young woman caged, one of the collections of Tivan without doubt, he just hoped he wouldn’t find any reason to kill her, though if he had to do it, then so be it. Only Thanos knew the importance of sacrificing a life.

Help me, she had whispered when the man entered in the building, the eyes of Thanos meet with the girl for a moment, before giving a small smirk as he strolled inside. Powerful steps, slow, intimidating not just by his height. “Tivan.” The Titan spoke. “Where is the Reality Stone?” His voice was strong and demanding.

Hazel was angry. Of course he’d merely smirk at a girl behind glass. She couldn’t help it as flames sprouted from her finger tips and crawled and licked their way up her arms. Soon, she was covered in fire, her eyes glowing in the light.

But the anger died, and so did the flames. She was tired, exhausted really. She’d been trapped and had no way out. And no one was willing to help her from this awful man.

Tivan had heard the steps, and every bone in his body felt a chill. He turned, a nervous grin on his face as he looked at the titan. “I-i haven’t a clue what you’re talking about,” he managed nervously. “”H-ha-have you seen my latest addition though?” He gestured over to where Hazel sat. “Girl can catch herself on fire. I’ve actually seen her completely explode. Good thing I know to be prepared. She can’t get out.”

Pet Phoenix||Closed starter

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semi-plotted starter with @cuoremuorto 

Hazel often wandered the halls of Hogwarts alone. She preferred the company of her books, or the quiet that being alone provided. She didn’t mind being in the company of some of her housemates, but on this particular day, she was seeking quiet.

With the two visiting schools, it was overwhelming. There were too many people, there was too much noise. Too many people were buzzing with excitement. She couldn’t even hear herself think anymore. So she was rushing down the hallway, books clutched tight and oblivious to the world around her.

A thud against her shoulder turned her body, catching her by surprise as her books flew from her arms. “Oh!” she Hazel exclaimed. She looked at the person she’d bumped into. “Sorry. I wasn’t paying attention.”

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if you ever wanna ship with me just come to my ask and be like “listen dick face we bout to fuck shit up with a ship ok.”

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Doctor Who — Last of the Time Lords   {Sentence Starters}

“You saved the world.“

“You’ve been in space?“

“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry.“

“So, this is me, getting out.“

“You do your job, I’ll do mine!“

“Yeah, but you can’t trust him.“

“I’ll get him. Even if it kills me.”

“Oh, but you’re still going to die.“

“But, you know what? I am good.”

“Dying in your arms… happy now?“

“All you do is talk and talk and talk.“

“You’re my responsibility from now on.“

“And what about me? Can you fix that?“

“There you go. I’ve got you. I’ve got you.“

“Human race, greatest monsters of them all.“

“You can’t do this. You can’t do it. It’s not fair!“

“Could you do it? Could you actually kill him?“

“You’ve got to. Come on. It can’t end like this.“

“You’re not dying. Don’t be stupid. It’s only a bullet.“

“Sorry, the more you know, the more you’re at risk.“

“But even then, why come all this way just to destroy?“

“I’m going To kill him, if I have to wait a hundred years.“

“It’s good, isn’t it? Isn’t it good? Anything? No? Anything?“

“I thought, there’s no point. No point to anything. Not ever.“

“You still haven’t answered the question. What happens to me?“

“Oh well, it doesn’t matter. I’ve got her exactly where I want her.“

“If that rings, when that rings, you’d better come running. Got it?“

“You might be many things, but you don’t look like a killer to me.“

“There’s a lot of people depending on you. You’re a bit of a legend.“

“Because all those things, they still happened because of him. I saw them.”

“Maybe I’ve been wandering for too long. Now I’ve got someone to care for.“

“He has saved your lives so many times, and you never even knew he was there.“

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“Tell me about your first ___.” finish in my ask!

Can be anything: first kiss, first car, first girlfriend/boyfriend. Literally anything your imagination can come up with.