#traitormend

[grownworse-a-blog]

@traitormend

to her, climbing in and out of windows wasn’t a big deal. she’s climbed out of her own a million times when atticus was asleep to go somewhere she shouldn’t be. besides, edmund’s was easier to get into than hers. it was practically begging her to climb through. stepping into his room, through the window and into his room with quiet laughing to not wake up anyone else, she looked around at what it all looked like. a person’s room said a lot about them. “i came by ‘cause i had an idea and i knew atticus wouldn’t let me come over this late.” maybe he could hear the keys jingling in her pocket. “and i wanted to see your room.” that part was just a bonus for her. 

[dreamedwithin-blog]

26 & 28 !

26. which muse is most likely to have kids?

well, some of them are actually mothers in canon! andromeda and meg both have children in their own timelines. so probably andromeda, meg, cosette, and roslin are probably at the top of that list.

28. can you sort your muses from weakest to strongest?

i mean i COULD but it would be such a complicated list? because i’d be compelled to sort them physically, mentally, emotionally, and then by like six other subgroups. i mean, some of my girls (rosamund, roslin, meg, etc) certainly aren’t the fighting kind and certainly don’t want to be. but they each have mental/emotional capacities that probably surpass a lot of my “stronger” girls. meanwhile mare, laura, sonya, cora, and marlene would and could physically fight/kill if they needed to. most of them canonically have. 

MULTIMUSE QUESTIONS: (accepting)

[wasgentle-archive-blog]

susan was kept from the real narnia because she was too feminine / a woman / an adult.

send me a misconception you think people have about my character and I’ll explain if it’s true or not : (accepting) 

haha wow you knew just the question to ask to distract me from returning to my reading! :)   this is the misconception of all misconceptions and it drives me BANANAS. susan was kept from the real narnia because her story isn’t over - - because she wasn’t on the train when it crashed - - because she’s still alive, and still has time to get there! nothing is KEEPING her from returning to narnia (at the right time) but HERSELF by the time we see her again. and the “too feminine” thing drives me to distraction, we don’t see OTHER women kept out of narnia simply for being “foo feminine” or “for being a woman,” (and i mean, heck, PETER is more an adult than susan by the time he reaches the real narnia, the professor even more so!) and susan’s attention to nylon and lipsticks and invitations isn’t in itself the issue. the issue is that she’s putting the world, putting the material, over narnia. she’s rejecting narnia of her own free will, pretending it doesn’t exist and trying to bully her siblings into the same way of thinking. (and driving others to sin is a pretty great sin in itself, which is…pretty much what she’s trying to do, to be honest, with full knowledge of what she’s doing). susan is angry and hurt and mourning, but those things in themselves don’t give excuse or reason. 

if susan had returned to london and kept faith in narnia and kept faith with her siblings AND liked lipsticks and nylons and invitations (but not more than such things should be liked in any healthy way, not in a way that makes them a PRIORITY in the way they’re a priority for susan) she would have been involved in the events of TLB and on that train and entering aslan’s country with the rest of them. but all of those elements - - the nylons, the lipsticks, the invitations - - are also more symbols than they are objects. they’re symbols of susan willingly trading one world for another, throwing herself into being what she believes an adult should be. essentially worshipping the things of the world as false idols - - a parallel to putting something before god, which is in defiance of the first commandment if we want to get biblical with these arguments. 

no, susan wasn’t kept from narnia for being feminine or interested in pretty things, or going to dances, or smoking cigarettes, or wearing lipstick. she was kept from narnia because she still needs to find aslan in her own world  because she’s being given time to see the end of her redemption story. 

[sortedfirst-blog]

👀 + neville / hannah

send me 👀 + a ship ( platonic / romantic / hate ) & i’ll give you 3 headcanons! (accepting) 

i . it takes them forEVER to actually finally get together. everyone in diagon alley knows their feelings for each other by the time the two actually “officially” get together. regulars at the leaky cauldron had bets running. their friends had bets running .it was a whole Thing. 

ii . they’re both giant herbology/plant nerds. like so, so much. they leave each other cute little messages in flowers. 

iii . their wedding is pretty much just?? the most adorable thing ever?? it was small and cozy with lots of food and drink and merriment, and hannah wore a crown of flowers in place of a veil 

[mixed-skies12]

It was a normal Saturday for Scarlett. She and her older brothers didn't really do much, they just played video games and watched TV. Scarlett eventually got bored and went to go out exploring in the woods nearby.

She basically knew her way around the woods, since she and her brothers had been exploring since they were kids. Scarlett took her phone and three bottles of water along with a few snacks.

She told her older brothers, closed the door and then set off into the woods. She looked around as she walked, thinking of the memories spent in the woods with her brothers and her cousins. She looked around, noticing the woods looked different.

"Odd.. I could've sworn there was a fallen tree nearby.." Scarlett muttered. She looked around again, thinking how odd this was. "Have I discovered a new part of the woods?" That was impossible though, she was pretty sure that she and her brothers had explored all of it, since it wasn't a massive forest. It seemed bigger than it was though.

"Hmm.." Scarlett muttered. She heard a horse's neigh in the distance and a gallop of hooves.

// @traitormend //

[masterofdeath]

a meta on father's day, please ! ( since it already looked like you were dying to write one anyway )

after a few attempts at giving vernon a present for his birthday only for it to be tossed in the rubbish bin, harry never mistakes the roof that is provided to him as affection from his uncle. he watches petunia shove crayons in dudley’s hand and prod the boy in the direction of his father with happy tears in his eyes as drawings are dropped to the delighted man’s feet. 

he makes something, once, for a man long dead. a small drawing of a life he was deprived of – a brown blob that matches a smaller brown blob. when it winks at his onlooking aunt she snatches the paper away and burns it. 

he doesn’t revisit the topic of that particular day for years. typically spending his time locked in a closet or a room, scraps of a meal shoved under the door while the family happily celebrates just how blessed they are without the nuisance hanging around. 

later on, he smiles at arthur’s archive of moving drawings from his children. every present saved from wilted dandelions to collections of lightbulbs. harry ignores the tug in his chest because it is easy, because it has always been there really. 

knowing his godson will feel that similar tug for the rest of his life, he stops by to visit teddy every year. they play and laugh and andromeda makes them lunch – an ordinary day for them. 

a lonely day expands over time. harry is older and much too large to fit in a cupboard when father’s day is full of visits and he has his own pictures to add to a collection of knick-knacks collected. there is only one moment stolen away – after his own are asleep after baths and bedtime stories – harry stops by a graveyard and thanks a man who had laid down his life in the hopes harry could keep his own. 

[ofone]

              ❛   my  sister,   chava,   is  the  reader.   i  don’t  really  know  what  my  thing  is  yet   —-   but  maybe  i’ll  find  out  soon,   eh   ?   ❜

@traitormend   /   starter  call.   /   accepting   !

[ahrties]

* marries u * sorry, gwen, u shoulda put a ring on it

its true gwen ur 2 late @gwehns 

[grownworse-a-blog]

"i'm putting you through more than anyone ever should"

@traitormend

“i don’t believe that.” it came out before she could stop it. but it was the truth to her. he was one of the nicest people she knew, especially if she was comparing him to other boys she’s seen. scout was the one, in her mind, subjecting him to maycomb residents and their judgements. not to mention, her family could be a little much. “what do you think you’re doin’ to me, ed?” they had the time, they may as well use it.

[dreamedwithin-blog]

( all of the narnia children are coming to polly rn and i am LIVING ) 

[sortedfirst-blog]

hc + peanut butter

ohh okay, this is a good one! because hannah LOVES peanut butter, and a good number of her friends can’t quite figure it out. 

hannah’s mother is an american muggle-born, grew up in america, and ate a lot of peanut butter sandwiches in her childhood. she brought her fondness for the spread with her when she married hannah’s dad and moved to england. and it means that hannah was exposed to it from the time she was very young, including weeks’ worth of eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for lunch every day with her cousins when she visited over the summer. 

her mother would send her jars of peanut butter in care packages, and hannah would delightedly carry it in her bag to spread on toast at breakfast. 

send me hc + a word and i’ll write a headcanon about it : (accepting) 

[masterofdeath]

i love, love, love your harry ! i never read harry potter as a kid, so i became gradually confused / intrigued by the images of brown harry. but the one thing i knew was that i believed in indian harry. ( especially since like 70% of my classmates and the harry potter fans i knew were indian, so it only was entirely logical that harry should be one of the majority of those folks who loved him. ) i was so excited when i found your blog and i remember saving you in my drafts to follow when ed was

(pt. 2 ) good enough for you to maybe consider following. i was super surprised when you followed me first !! i remember every one of the headcanons i've read from you, and they've made the most sense to me. i love them, and i love how you've really taken harry and written him as someone who grew up as disconnected from his heritage, both magical and ethnically. you've done such a good job of displaying him delving into both, and i love how you reflect on how his past affects him as an adult. gj, friend!

okay i’m not done crying over this and therefore can’t think of a really coherent response but thank you so much nonetheless, this really means so much to me! also you are an amazing writer and everything you have been doing with ed i just Vibe with so you are always worth the follow. your dialogue crushes me and reads so true so thank you for being such a blessing to my dash.     |      meme. 

[grownworse-archive]

📱

@traitormend

📱for a voicemail my muse left yours.

“Hey, Edmund. It’s Scout! I was just hopin’ I could catch you and you, me and Jem could meet for food or somethin’? I think it’ll be fun. Call me back and we can maybe talk ‘bout when and where, okay? Bye!”

[grownworse-a-blog]

"ah, fuck it"

@traitormend

she guessed part of it was her doing, why he pressed her against the wall like that. she was the one teasing him when she dropped off some lunch for her father. she found edmund before he was going to the courtroom and her father stepped out to eat the sack lunch. scout was the one chuckling and joking, asking him how’d he was liking maycomb and the people in it. but she’s sure he had enough when she raised her eyebrow and teased that this was her dad’s office, edmund couldn’t make her leave. that’s when she felt her back against the wall and his lips right on hers. and it made her smile as she kissed him back. it took her a second to pull back, chuckle with his face in her hands. “edmund pevensie, you’re a real piece of work, aren’t you?” but it wasn’t said in a bad way. it was said with a big smile, holding him like he was a delicate thing. “i didn’t think you were a swearin’ type.”

[rprespect-blog]

could i please have edited static icons of colin morgan in the fall ? thanks so much !!!!

( also super sorry, i forgot to specify a size bc it's late and i'm tired, but 100x100 would be rad, with a white border, if possible ? thanks a million !!! )

          colin morgan is basically the love of my life ??? so i’ll take this !

[strongtoothed-blog]

@traitormend liked !

Within the first three seconds of meeting this boy, Sunny has decided she likes him. He reminds her a lot of Klaus ( Only a bit more handsome in her opinion  ) - in other words, he looks SMART. Maybe she’s wrong, she hopes she’s not. She hates being wrong. Maybe he likes biting things - his teeth look nice enough. She holds out a half-eaten block of wood. ❛  Deffisour ?  ❜  She’s asking if he wants a bite.