#wlfcursed

[dalphahale]

@wlfcurse​ said  ” you’re acting different. ”

Derek’s eyebrows furrow together at her words, a little annoyed that she was able to pick up on the fact that he indeed was acting different than usual. “And?” He asked, the emotion obvious in his tone as he turned to look at her. “Am I not allowed to? I have emotions. I know that is hard to believe.” But truthfully he was deflecting so he didn’t have to talk about anything with her.

[lyrareed-a]

there  is  some  good  in  this  world,   and  its  worth  fighting  for.    ───    #𝚠𝚕𝚏𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚍  &   # 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 ,   an  original  lycanthrope  character  of  the  wizarding  world,    and   an  independent  portrayal  of  harry  james  potter.   jkr  noncompliant.   by  ghost   &   chris.

[nombreux]

awkward. that was the best way to describe the situation right now. he was sat in the kitchen with the werewolf that he wasn’t overly fond of. always stuck to severus’ side, following him around like some kind of lost dog. it was enough to make his stomach churn. he didn’t trust snape at all, despite how much dumbledore insisted they all should. he kind of chuckled to himself, pretty funny to him that he would be spending so much time with a werewolf after everything he went through at hogwarts. he snorted out loud, moving his drink around in the glass, before resting his hands on the table, looking directly at her. ‘ so what ? are you snape’s new lap dog ? ’ he asks, snark dripping off every word. ‘ or some kind of spy ? ’ he asks, knowing full well if molly was there he 

*      ╰       ⋮      harry potter sc (sirius black)━━ @wlfcursed​​

[thirsttoprove]

@wlfcursed asked:  “  you can talk to me, or not talk to me, but i’m here.  ”

Harry begrudingly had to admire her stubborness. His gloomy expression had mostly been enough to keep others away from him, but Lyra was not even deterred by the way green eyes squinted.

He was still beyond upset and if he hadn’t hurt his hand while demolishing Dumbledore’s office, he would have found himself a quiet place and hid away from everyone else. But now he was here in the hospital wing and Lyra could very easily fix his hand with a small episkey, but she didn’t and Harry suspected it was because she didn’t want him to go isolate himself.

“I don’t want to talk about it. I’ll just get angry again,” he murmured and laid back against his pillow.

[wwxnka]

“I wouldn’t pay any attention if I were you - all fancy charms and no substance. In fact, don’t you think that wand of his might be compensating for something?”

@wlfcursed​ liked this for a starter.

[marblecarved-aa]

@wlfcursed​ sent a question: “ 💬  —  also just for mcgonagall because i am a weak woman ”

source: send  💬  for me to make you a starter with a random line of dialogue from this generator.

❝ Lyra ? ❞ is pronounced with an hesitance that tells us that she still has to get used to referring to the woman seated opposite her with her first name. For she is a colleague, now, though Miss Reed does slip out of habit. Minerva places saucer then teacup there, on the table, near the biscuit tin. Such an action prompts a tin as bone china settles on wood, which stirs the silence in her office a moment, 'fore it settles between them anew. There are papers to grade, still; Those have been moved aside while Lyra was invited to come in, and the ink, she is sure, has since dried ( though she must check for any possible smudge ). To those, Minerva casts a distracted look. I'll have time to grade the rest later. Thus her attention returns to Lyra, a worried line appearing between brows. ❝ Is there something you want to tell me ? ❞

[hatilead]

               SHARP INTAKE OF BREATH THROUGH WOLVES TEETH        .         world held in the palm of his hand            ;            tip of feather tapping against cheek ,        playfully        -          child who has never learned how to wear the guilt of adulthood          (          there is little shame which rests inside scars on his palms .       even less so which bears heavy ‘pon his shoulders .        )             heeled boots resting on heavy oak of cherished desk ,         picture of boredom ,      even when he is nothing          EXCEPT FASCINATED BY VISION BEFORE HIM        .        ❝     i ,      for one ,       have to say ,      sweetheart ,        that you have an exceptional gift for storytelling       !      ❞           glass filled with liquor raised to pink coloured lips         /        not a neat pour ,       but who has time for petty things such as that .           ❝    or perhaps it is just the pretty face .       gorgeous lips do help keep the attention my grandmother used to say .    ❞

           @wlfcursed​            /             starter call .    

[piraticalarchive]

(its a bit ironic that you sent me a message for this meme because FUN FACT I WAS JUST GETTING READY TO SEND YOU ONE,) but i've actually really admired your blog from afar for quite some time now, and over various blogs. the entirety of the aesthetic on this blog is just incredibly visually pleasing as a whole, as well as your portrayal of hook. honestly this entire blog is delicious fucking food, and you're doing an incredible job! thank you for sharing your portrayal of killian, and for sharing your talent!!

ANONYMOUSLY OR NOT, TELL ME SOMETHING YOU LIKE ABOUT MY MUSE/BLOG

oof this made me smile super big yesterday. I had sat on the dash after I noticed you had reblogged it and sat there looking at your inbox like ‘hm HM should i. should i’ - because i wanted to tell you how absolutely astounded I was by both your writing and your character but i was afraid i’d flail and you’d be reading it like ‘okay, mate...rein it in.” I’m gonna be honest and admit that I noticed your blog a bit before I followed and I was drawn in from the very beginning, but (much like you said i didn’t know how you felt about hp blogs) i was kind of hesitant because your blog was such a mood and even though i strive for it to be otherwise - lets be honest. You see Once’s Killian Jones and you think ouat and most people are like ‘why on gods green earth would i bring that onto my blog’  .. so i’m always like ehhhhh because I don’t want people to be like ‘wtf no’ but then i got up the courage and just bloody went for it and I’m so glad I did.

Like I said in the message you sent, your blog leaves me just chef kissing all over. Your writing just has this intrinsic quality to it where once I start reading anything, even if I’m just doing a quick scan of the dash - I have to finish it. There was a reply you wrote a few days ago I think (I’m horrible with time), where it was like a meme reply for a severus I believe. And, mate...mate...I cemented our mutual follow in that moment. You will never be able to get rid of me. The whole tone was so poignant and well written and the emotion and vibe surrounding it was incredible. I could feel the entire experience. I was honestly transported from my dumb bed where i was being lazy with my phone .. to a place right beside your muse, watching it all play out. In-fucking - credible. I remember the gist of it but one thing that stuck out was you talked about her feeling a shiver akin to the fear that wakes children up from sleep and like - mate. I felt that in my soul, and I don’t know why but it reminded me of a whole neverland aesthetic that i strive for so i think thats why it just really stuck with me.

Anyways, I’m rambling but you’re high-key one of my favorite blogs too and i dont care if we do it in one of my harry potter AUs or we make a whole new one, or whatever you want - we just definitely need to do a thing at some point.

[lyrareed-a]

but   that   doesn’t   change  its   nature.     ───    #𝚠𝚕𝚏𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚍  &   #𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚖,   an  original  lycanthrope  character  of  the  wizarding  world,    and   an  independent  multimuse  blog  featuring  professor  severus   snape.   jkr  noncompliant.   est  2021.   by  ghost  &   ten.

[nombreux]

‘ don’t call------------------’ who what ? were almost the next words that fell from his lips, truthfully, forgetting what he had just said and that it would have pissed someone off. he was so use to calling severus that nickname that he didn’t even clue into the fact that it would have upset lyra. they had been laying in bed together. literally. just laying side by side, sirius clad in his black robe, and high socks and they had a warm blanket covering them. the two of them had found peace and company within one and other, despite the fact that at any given moment the two of them could tear each other limb from limb and probably get into a fight so big that for normal people, forgiveness would be inconsolable. 

not for them.

‘ ohhhhhh, ’ he says, looking over at her ‘ snivellus. that really grinds on your nerves doesn’t it ? ’ he chuckles, but then lets it slide. ‘ i’m afirad that my throat is too vulnerable right now and the firewhiskey has kicked in so i’m afraid that you could just kill me now and be done with it. ’ he sniggers a laugh and takes another drink, straight from the bottle. as if you need anymore, black. but he didn’t care. not like he had anything better he could do.

‘ what ? ’ he asks, pretending to be innocent. ‘ all i was asking is if you and severus, ’ he says dramatically ‘ are shagging. and you’re doing a great job at narrowly avoiding the question. ’ he grins.

*      ╰       ⋮       ' don't . call him that . '━━ a random meme (always accepting) ━━ @wlfcursed​​

[consolationem-moved]

a frown replaced her cool smile. these times were darker than she wanted to believe, how carefree she had lived before! war had changed her plenty, she was around for two as it was. fortunately, nothing happened to her or her husband. eternally grateful wouldn’t even be the words she’d use to describe her fortune , andromeda knew others would not be as fortunate. she took the auburn woman’s ghostly hand, squeezing it softly. she was here for her. she was there if she needed a home, a scream to let out (  especially ones lodged inside one’s throat.  ), or a friend. andromeda was all of that.

❛   no, you aren’t.   ❜

she says almost sternly. andromeda rubbed her friend’s hand with her thumb, almost as if she were glass. perhaps lyra was and she just didn't know it.

❛   you’re a strong woman, lyra. so much stronger than you make yourself out to be — i admire your strength.   ❜

lyra reed sent in   :   ❛   i’m  losing  myself  in  the  darkness  of  the  world .   ❜

[moonshunned]

@wlfcursed​ asked: “i’ll stand right beside you.”

“Thank you, Lyra. I appreciate it.” He really did, but of course he also worried for her. By himself, Remus was only responsible for himself. The upside, however, was the companionship which he enjoyed greatly. He was always neverous amongst the wolves because he was always the odd one out, and it would be easier with Lyra there, someone he knew. 

“Truth be told, I don’t know much about the situation of women in Greyback’s community. I’ve mostly just seen men around, I suspect that’s because the most authoritative wolf is also the physically strongest.” And that was Greyback. “If you could find out more about the female werewolves then you could reach the people that I can’t.”

Eventually Remus had agreed to let her come with him to meet with a werewolf Remus had become acquainted with after a month amongst other wolves. The meeting point was in an abandoned cabin close to Nottingham. “Remember, his name is Rumford, if that’s his real name. He’s nice but don’t get too comfortable around him. It appears like he’s interested in what we have to say but he might as well be a spy for Greyback. We shouldn’t let him fool us because we’re too euphoric.”

[searuin]

○  ﹕    𝙻𝚈𝚁𝙰    ,      @wlfcursed​​    for  pancake  day.

❛    okay,  so  - - -    it’s  very  possible  i’m  not  the  best  cook  hogwarts  has  seen     ❜     he  admits  with  a  nervous  laugh,  handing  her  a  plate  and  setting  his  own  down.      ❛    but  ...    it’ll  probably  be  safe  to  eat  !    and  well,    if  they  are  poisonous  you’re  probably  the  right  person  to  fix  that,    right  ?    ❜

[hatilead]

word : wolf

i’m really going to disappoint you here but uhh     noun.    wolf     /ʋɔlf/     -    wolf .    plural     wolven ,      diminutive     wolfje  ,       feminine    wolvin   .       send me a word and i’ll translate it in my native language .      @wlfcursed​

[magpae]

"𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜?"     [    @wlfcursed​    ]

only  half  listening,    𝙷𝙴’𝙳  𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙶𝙾𝚃𝚃𝙴𝙽  𝚃𝙷𝙴  𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚇𝚃.    a  dangerous  game  to  play  when  talking  of  𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜.     its  why  he  simply  stares  for  a  moment,    brown  orbs  dancing  over  others’  features  for  𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎  𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍  𝚘𝚏  𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕,    before  deciding  cheeky  nature  was  the   best  way  to  get  out  of  borderline  𝙰𝚆𝙺𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙳  𝚂𝙸𝚃𝚄𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽.     “   my  standards?    𝚕𝚘𝚠,   usually.    𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜  𝚠𝚑𝚘’𝚜  𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐.   ”

[firewhiskcy]

@wlfcursed​​  liked  for  a  one  liner

❝    ───  okay  so,  hypothetically  speaking....                   if  you  see  behavior  that’s  (  totally  hypothetical,  i  remind  you  )  not  exactly  approved  by  professor  mcgonagall,  are   you  obligated  to  report  it?  are  you  in  the  business  of  taking  house  points?  like  i  said...  totally  hypothetical...  ❞