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Slytherin × Wampus × Aquarius ×

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daughterofdcstruction.

“Oh, you so cannot drop a bomb like that and just not elaborate,” the girl mused, leaning back against a tree. “Come now, you tell me yours and I’ll tell you mine.”

          he spread his arms in a lazy shrug, giving her a smile that was halfway between amused and apologetic.

          ❛  and what if i'm sworn to secrecy? i don't want to go pissing off the gods.  ❜

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open thread!

          ❛  got a smoke?  ❜

          she was leaning against the side of the castle, just out of sight of the stairs, her breath making tiny steam clouds in the frigid air.  nearly everyone knew cecily selwyn, heiress to one of the sacred twenty-eight pureblood families, cold and beautiful and aloof, the quintessential aristocrat save for the haunted exhaustion in her eyes.

          in her defense, she rarely let it show, but the war was growing ever closer, and her parents and slytherin dormmates weren’t exactly subtle about their support of the death eater movement.  things were going to get a lot worse before they got better.

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@hissingaspinthegrass

          ❛  hey!  are you alana?  ❜

          vijeta smiled brightly, a piece of paper clutched in hand, determined to take her role as big sister Very Seriously.  they were all half-siblings, technically, but the program was a bit more than that.  she was old enough to be a counselor, and it was a lot of responsibility.  she knew a lot of these kids had been through some serious trauma, what with monsters trying to kill them and unconventional home lives, so it wasn’t just about showing them around and helping them get to their activities on time.  she had to be a mother and big sister and friend, and while she was sure she was in over her head --- well, she was poseidon’s daughter.  in over her head was what she did.

          ❛  i’m vijeta.  i’m in poseidon’s cabin too, and i’ll help show you around while you’re here.  ❜

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          ooc.  seriously considering adding a few side muses to this blog (a few here being a word that means six).  not that i suspect this will make me any more active but... hey, who knows.  i love my babies and i want everyone else to be able to love them too.  :'D

          sneak peak:  vijeta is a transfer student from india's school of magic, and was quickly adopted by octavius's friends nami and mathilde after being placed in ravenclaw.  she has a strong affinity for water magic and loves the lake, though she says it's always much colder than the waters she's used to.  sweet and grounded and playful, octavius is a bit overwhelmed by how much he likes her.  though he's no stranger to indian culture and customs, considering how much james brought into their house, he always felt a bit like an outsider at celebrations.  it seems like a strange coincidence that another person from that same bright and vibrant culture should come into his life and be delighted that he knows her food and holidays.

          in camp halfblood verse, she's poseidon's daughter, with the usual abilities to manipulate water, speak to sea animals, breathe underwater, control currents, create sea breezes, and heal in water.  though she's older than percy, she didn't fulfill the great prophecy much in the way octavius didn't.  on her sixteenth birthday, as she was swimming, a powerful current sent by poseidon pulled her under.  her powers had not yet manifested and she was unable to reach the surface.  her heart stopped a second before the moment she turned sixteen, and the moment after that, the water spit her back onto shore.  she was resuscitated feeling as though she had been born anew.  after that, she discovered her abilities quickly, convinced that the ocean had blessed and saved her for some great purpose.

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                       “I don’t want to be special no, no

                                  I just wanna s u r v i v e.”

                   Indie Fem!Albus Allie Potter PJO Verse based on:

                            “What if Albus was the son daughter of Poseidon?”

                                             Written by  Comet

                  OC Friendly|non-exclusive|Books&Musical Compliant

                      Please like/reblog if you’re interested in interacting!

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hissingaspinthegrass.

Her first day of camp.

Alana had found out just thirty hours before that she wasn’t a typical human. She wasn’t even human. Things at her boarding school had gone crazy and the next thing she knew was that she was saying tearful goodbyes to her best friend, and being told that she was not going to be able to join him on their summer trip. She was shipped off to some camp, and this was this.

Upon arrival she had been stared at, which, she guesses, is probably customary to new comers. Changing into a camp shirt and skirt, she went to go sit by the lake.

Water had always been her safe haven. As a child, the second warm weather started she would be out there, floaties and her mom, and siblings. She would be the one at the beach who would have to be dragged home. And then somewhere down the line girls started wearing bikinis and her body wasn’t working right, and she simply wasn’t like the other girls.

And then her favourite place in the world became her least.

When she hears the voice, she looks up.

“Hi,” she says quietly, hugging her knees. She follows with an “I guess so.”

          if he’d known she was a brand new arrival, he might have approached things differently, but all he knew was that she was alone and looked upset --- or at the least, a bit downtrodden.  while he wasn’t necessarily as skilled at cheering people up, he could at least provide companionship and a listening ear.  hell, he remembered first coming to camp and knowing no one, unable to tell anyone who his true father was.  that, at least, worked out for the best, because he loved the hermes cabin, the crowded nature of it, and the constant influx of friends that came to feel more like family.

          octavius glanced over at her, torn between giving her her space and attempting to be familial.  he settled on a tone of voice halfway between soft and friendly.

          ❛  something the matter?  you seem a bit down.  ❜

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@hissingaspinthegrass // allie

          ❛  hey.  ❜

          he announced himself softly before closing the last few steps between them, settling down beside her on the beach overlooking the water.  a few kids were playing out in it, laughing and splashing, and on a day as warm and pretty as this, it was hardly a surprise.  why she wasn’t out there with them, and instead sitting quietly alone, was a bit more odd.  octavius recognized her by sight, though he couldn’t recall if they’d ever spoken.  he wasn’t a camper anymore, but he still liked to visit, catch up on things with the old counselors, and meet some of the newer faces.

          ❛  nice day, huh?  ❜

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John Murphy in 4x01

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@blondexbadgerxvance

“Nothing’s pulling the carriage, Harry.  It’s pulling itself, like always.”

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Send ➳ for your character to receive mine as a gift/spoil of war.

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BoJack Horseman Starters

❝ I want to feel good about myself. The way you do. And I don’t know how. I don’t know if I can. ❞

❝ I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! ❞

❝ You didn’t know me. Then you fell in love with me. And now you know me. ❞

❝ You know, it’s funny. When you look at someone through rose-colored glasses, all the red flags just look like flags. ❞

❝ Not understanding that you’re a horrible person doesn’t make you less of a horrible person. ❞

❝ I need you to tell me that I’m good. ❞

❝ It gets easier. Everyday it gets a little easier. ❞

❝ Well that was another in a long series of regrettable life choices. ❞

❝ It takes a long time to realize, how truly miserable you are, and even longer to see that it doesn’t have to be that way. ❞

❝ I spend a lot of time with the real me and believe me, nobody’s gonna love that guy. ❞

❝ Everybody loves you, but nobody likes you. ❞

❝ I don’t know why everybody keeps asking if I remember things, I don’t. ❞

❝ Yeah I ate them all in one sitting because I have no self control and I hate myself. ❞

❝ Do you think it’s too late for me? ❞

❝ I was just thinking about how nice things could’ve been if you had chosen this life. ❞

❝ What do you mean what’s next? Why does everything have to have a next? ❞

❝ You know what’s the worst part? I knew this was gonna happen, and I let myself get excited anyways. ❞

❝ Give me a bottle of something to help me forget my problems. ❞

❝ It’s not you, it’s that bad thing you did. ❞

❝ Family is a sinkhole, and you were right to get out when you had the chance. ❞

❝ What else could the universe POSSIBLY owe you? ❞

❝ The only thing to do now is just keep living forward. ❞

❝ Everyone was worried about you, you know. You can’t just disappear. You really hurt a lot of people. ❞

❝ In this terrifying world, all we have are the connections that we make. ❞

❝ Nobody completes anybody. That’s not a real thing. ❞

❝ I think I’m just a dumb asshole. Can’t it just be that? ❞

❝ It’s so sad that when you see someone as they really are, it ruins them. ❞

❝ You like being there to rescue me. Because it makes you feel good about yourself. ❞

❝ You’re such a self-pitying masochist, I could say ten nice things and one mean thing and you would only hear the one mean thing. ❞

❝ Don’t fetishize your own sadness. ❞

❝ You can’t keep doing this. You can’t keep doing shitty things and then feel bad about yourself like that makes it okay. You need to be better. ❞

❝ I realized people don’t change because they want to change. They change because they have to change. ❞

❝ There are some people you can’t save. Cause those people will thrash and struggle and try to take you down with them. ❞

❝ I have nothing to show for the live I have lived. And I have nobody in my life who’s better off for having known me. ❞

❝ I’m poison. I come from poison and I have poison inside me and I destroy everything I touch. That’s my legacy. ❞

❝ It doesn’t get better and it doesn’t get easier. ❞

❝ I can’t keep lying to myself thinking I’m gonna change. ❞

❝ It’s so cruel to let people love you. All you’re doing is promising you’ll one day break their hearts. ❞

❝ Your heart is tender, so you protect it from people, but sometimes you open up a wall and it’s incredible. ❞

❝ I’m not gonna give you closure. You don’t get that. You have to live with the shitty thing you did for the rest of your life. You have to know that it’s never, ever going to be okay! ❞

❝ I’m not gonna be your prop so you can feel better! ❞

❝ You’d probably sleep a lot better at night if you just admitted to yourself that you’re a selfish goddamn coward who just takes whatever they want and doesn’t give a shit about who they hurt. ❞

❝ …It’s not too late for me, is it? ❞

❝ I know you want to be happy, but you won’t be… and I’m sorry. ❞

❝ You were born broken, that’s your birthright. ❞

❝ All I ever wanted was to be your friend. And you treat me like a big joke. ❞

❝ Everything comes so easy for you. ❞

❝ I know I don’t always have the right words and I don’t always have the right feelings, but I love you so much and I need you to know that. ❞

❝ I don’t know what I am. I think I might be nothing. ❞

❝ Wherever you are, please come home. ❞

❝ Am I doomed? Are we all doomed? ❞

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@riddlexofxthexaugurey

          ❛  hey, y’ want a seat?  ❜

          he was having trouble reading her  ---  whether she was waiting for someone, or lost, or just wasn’t sitting down because she didn’t know anyone and was uncomfortable.  considering he didn’t really know anyone either, it seemed only fair they should stick together, assuming the last reason.  and, hey, if not, no harm done.

          octavius was still trying to get a feel for this timeline.  everything was just different enough to be unsettling, but at least the weird sisters still existed, and he figured he deserved a bit of a break, especially when he had the good fortune of running across what looked like an open-air charity concert in the middle of diagon alley.

          no one was even attempting to collect tickets or rope off the area, the band was already tuning up, and he wasn’t complaining in the slightest.  this wasn’t even the strangest thing to happen to him this month.

          he sent a smile in her direction, giving a little headnod to the empty seat beside him, little more than what looked like a still-mud-crusted log rolled in from merlin knew where.  pits dug haphazardly here and there were filled with just enough random kindling to suggest plans for campfires later on.

          ❛  they normally have concerts here?  ❜

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littlestmalfoy.

         ❛  uncle tavi !!  ❜

         she leaps up with unbridled joy, fearless in the sort of way she never is with people she doesn’t trust completely.  he’s not even all the way in the door when she wraps him in an all-limbs hug, face buried in the front of his coat.

          ❛  hey, kid.  ❜

          he gave her a squeeze, edging the door closed behind him with a foot.  it was sweet of them to invite him, considering how much family they had.  harry easily could’ve just had his kids and his kids’ kids and ginny’s siblings and their kids and kids’ kids  ---  there were certainly enough of them to constitute several parties  ---  but his invite came every year just the same.

          he wasn’t sure why emma had taken such a shine to him, but she was nothing but pure innocence, and it was always flattering in a way he couldn’t quite put into words.

          ❛  where do the presents go?  ❜

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“dark summers are honeyed & sulky, full of pomegranates, thunderstorms, magnolias and un-kept promises. cinematic and shadowy, you exist in a trance of melancholy, and feel passionately, though feign detachment. pandora opens the box, and lightening fills the sky.” (x)

petrichoros , au son of snape and lily , intj slytherin aquarius

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