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vomits0cutely · 1 day

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Sirius: you’ve always been jealous of me!

Regulus: jealous of what? Of your lack of responsibility? Your immaturity? Your total disregard for other people's feelings?

Regulus: your lack of any critical thinking? Your ignorance? Your unawareness to anyone but yourself?

#regulus tearing Sirius to shreds #it’s canon #what can i say #regulus black #sirius black #regulus and sirius #marauders era #marauders #the marauders #incorrect quotes #the marauders era #marauders incorrect quotes #the black brothers #black brothers #marauders characters #the noble house of black #n #the noble and most ancient house of black #the house of black

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bri-cheeses · 2 days

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Evan was waiting. For who, he didn’t know, just that the letter he had received had told him to be in this spot as soon as the moon had reached its highest point.

He sighs, sitting down on the fountain ledge behind him. The water in the fountain trickles slowly, as if it’s forgotten how it used to work and is only a sad echo of what it used to be.

Kicking the grass beneath him, Evan thinks about how he’d gotten into this situation in the first place.

It had started with a white crow. Now, Evan isn’t one to follow vaguely unsettling birds for the heck of it; that’s more up his sister’s alley. But Evan, like everyone else, had been raised on the legends of crows appearing to various people and leading them to the most extraordinary, elusive circus in the entire world.

The circus was said to travel everywhere, but getting an invite was rare. So if you were lucky enough to have the crow appear to you, you followed it, knowing that once you reached your destination you would experience the best week of your life.

Not to mention that the circus was rumored to be magical, as well.

And so Evan had followed the crow into the forest on his family’s estate, watching as it weaved through the trees. Eventually he had stumbled upon a door carved into one of the trunks. Evan had had the feeling that the door wasn’t entirely real, but he had gone through it anyway.

And it had landed him in a small circus tent outfitted with a bed, clothes, and other necessities. Evan had immediately deduced that it would be where he was staying for the next week.

Then he had noticed a slip of paper on the stand next to the bed. And of course he had picked it up and looked at the directions written there, following them out of his small tent and into the night.

There had been a cobblestone path leading away from his quarters, winding through a dark field and into a small, quaint town. From there he had gone to the outskirts of the strangely empty village and found the fountain that had been drawn on the paper.

And now he was sitting there, waiting for… something.

He looks up at the moon just to have something to do. It’s full, or at least close to it, and its light illuminates his surroundings.

Evan sighs, scuffing a foot along the ground one more.

And that’s when the night explodes.

Not literally, of course, but the overall effect is similar to that of an explosion.

The moon begins to emit swirls of color that wrap around the courtyard, filling it with delightful shades of reds and purples and greens and every other color imaginable. The shades are all bright and playful, almost overwhelming in their radiance as they solidify into shapes of various sizes. Evan sees a swirl of fuchsia tangle with a light blue and turn into a circus tent. Beside it, a burst of tangerine forms a fully grown tree. Evan’s not sure, but he thinks there might be a yellow monkey swinging from it. He can’t say for certain, though, as his attention is being pulled in a new direction every other second.

A tightrope springs up from a flood of crimson, dragging Evan’s gaze to it. Then, on the opposite side of the clearing, a cloud of navy condenses into a wheel of knives. He can feel himself becoming dizzy as elephants and swords, ropes and stilts, and tigers, fires, hula hoops, and more are brought into existence all around him. And a vibrant circus is left behind as, one by one, the colors die off.

All of the colors but two.

A bright purple and green swirl around each other, winding faster and tighter as Evan watches a form take shape.

The boots are the first things clearly visible, electric purple and pointy. Then the legs form, along with the torso, all clad in a bright green suit. It’s perfectly tailored, decorated with purple trimmings that immediately catch the eye. The cape and gloves that come next are the same color, tying the entire outfit together. After that, a green hat pops into existence above the headless body, suspended in mid air.

And then finally, the head of the mystery person appears, a devilish grin and a pair of sparkling eyes fading into sight.

Evan’s taken aback by the boy now standing in front of him. He’s Evan's own age, with brown hair, captivating green eyes, and a cocky arrogance about him. And despite Evan’s best instincts, he’s instantly intrigued.

The boy makes a show of acting surprised to see Evan standing there, then sweeps his hat off of his head and bows. The grand gesture brings a slight smile to Evan’s lips.

“Barty Crouch Jr,” the boy introduces himself proudly, “ringmaster of this incredible circus.”

Wait. This is the ringmaster? Evan thought he’d be older. And far less charming, if he’s being honest

“Pleased to meet you,” Evan hedges, still slightly unsure about all these new happenings. After all, it’s not everyday that one experiences magic. Especially on a scale as large as this.

“No,” Barty says, his mouth curling even further into a wicked grin, “the pleasure is all mine.”

His gaze meets Evan’s eyes, causing him to shiver. There’s something to be said for being the focus of a magician—particularly one as bewitching as Barty is.

And somehow, surrounded by the most beautiful illusion he has ever seen, Evan gets the distinct feeling that this just might turn out to be the best week of his life.

#idk how micro this is anymore #what can I say #the prompt took over me #as did Caraval and the Night Circus #which I feel like is pretty obvious #anyways #rosekiller #evan rosier #barty crouch jr

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owllooker · 3 days

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This took more organising than I thought but here it is! Hi!

#meet the artist #artists on tumblr #digital artist #what can I say #it just happened

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skylarkalchemist · 1 day

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Me, an ambivalent free spirit who loves both Elriel and Elucien: oh my FYP on tumblr is basically all Elriels and Eluciens arguing their points on why one ship works more than the other/why one ship doesnt work anymore

Also me: ping ponging back n forth between the two ships based on arguments that people are making bc I am ambivalent and ship anything and everything esp if the characters vibe even theoretically

Also me: have at thee, convince me of your ships and I will let them all sail in my heart

#acotar #acomaf #acowar #acosf #acofas #azriel shadowsinger #lucien vanserra #elain archeron #elriel #elucien #what can i say #im a hoe for all three of them #i will ship all of them #canon be damned #eluceriel #azelucien #i will sail the poly ship

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wr0wn · 6 months

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Hello, hello :)

#william afton fanart #fnaf william afton #william afton #springtrap five nights at freddy's #five nights at freddy's #back to my fnaf phase #fnaf fanart #fnaf movie #fnaf #art #digital illustration #illustration #fanart #what can i say #...

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artilite · 3 months

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chúc mừng năm mới !!! happy new year !!!

#pretend this isn't late ahaha #i have a boatload of responsibilities but instead i drew this #tbf it was out of my control. i really just blacked out #i love sonic and lion dance #what can i say #rbs are appreciated <3 #if this flops i'll die #sonic #sonic the hedgehog #sth #lunar new year #chinese new year #sonic fanart #sonic art #artilite #artilite art

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st33le · 2 months

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“Your highness…”~

#my art #hellaverse #hazbin hotel #alastor #lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin alastor #hazbin lucifer #lucifer x alastor #alastor x lucifer #radio Apple #radioapple #what can I say #enemies to lovers makes me weak

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oscarisaacsspit · 1 year

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i’ll be like “need him so bad it makes me stupid” and it’s this guy:

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awnrii · 6 months

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do you guys think richie and paul are related. cause I do.

#awnrii art #nerdy prudes must die #the guy who didn't like musicals #richie lipschitz #NPMD #richard lipschitz #TGWDLM #paul matthews #starkid #hatchetfield #hatchetverse #autism runs in the family #what can I say

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shotmrmiller · 4 months

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i wrote about 15 sentences when i chose to give it up, cuz i cant finish it without it seeming like crack so im just gonna say that cbf!johnny would totally "Let's wrestle" himself into some pussy.

Using his strength to put you in positions you can't escape from, maybe pins you down from behind. You're stubborn as a mule though, refusing to yield, so you start bucking your hips to try and get him off but the only thing you're doing is unwittingly rubbing your arsecheeks into his slowly stiffening cock and when he's finally had enough, he harshly grinds back.

You freeze at that because you really didn't think about what you were doing, and now he's pulling your bottoms down, just enough to be able to thrust himself in between your thighs. The noises shouldn't be so loud, so sticky, but he's just smearing his pre-cum all over your inner thighs and pussy lips— or maybe it's your own arousal, who knows, who cares. His heavy breathing hitches when his flared head eventually nudges at your entrance, and he doesn't move after that. You realize he's waiting to see if you'll stop everything, if you're gonna come to your senses, but your head is so fuzzy with lust that you silently arch your back, and he lets out a long groan as he oh so slowly sinks into you until his hips are flush with yours.

There's a bit of pain that comes with being stretched by him, but he starts undulating his hips and the ache quickly melts into a pleasure so heady, that the hair on your arms stands on end.

Johnny lowers himself onto his elbows and wraps a hand around your throat, bringing your head back to whisper in your ear. "Ye feel so good around me, squeezing me like ye dinnae ever want me out. Like yer made for me, pretty girl." He grinds his hips into you, going deeper than where he already is, and you can feel a small trickle of arousal drip from you when he presses his cock firmly at the entrance of your womb.

"Liked that, did ye, bonnie?" He squeezes the side of your throat, restricting blood flow, and grunts, "Try to keep quiet, hm? Dinnae want wake the parents."

#what can i say #nothing cuz hes got me in a chokehold #john soap mactavish #johnny soap mactavish #call of duty #cod mw2 #cod mwii #johnny soap mctavish x reader #johnny soap mactavish smut #john soap mctavish x reader #drabble

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noodles-and-tea · 7 days

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