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tywvin-archive · 6 years
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                                               “ remember me,                                      though i have to say goodbye,                                                 remember me,                                         don’t let it make you cry ”
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kleopatrar · 6 years
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REQUEST ➻ han solo for @tiebrute
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oceanvs · 6 years
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F A V O R I T E  S I D E K I C K  → grover underwood 
promo post for @bibliophilesnet
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charmanderdiyoza · 6 years
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I learned a long time ago: never bet against Annabeth.
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medeaes · 6 years
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Divinations
This year, Winter hit Hogwarts with a ferocity that reach down into the lake. Icy death crept down it’s depths, separated only by glass from the Slytherin common room. Blaise sat on the floor by the fireplace with Pansy. A mossy green quilt draped over her shoulders, black hair half tucked beneath it. They sat with notebooks sprawled between them, cross sharing notes from Divination class in preparation of O.W.L.s. His handwriting perfected and neat, hers haphazardly scrawled amongst doodled runes. Unfortunately, their combined notes didn’t add up to much.
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This year, Winter hit Hogwarts with a ferocity that crept even down into the lake. Icy death crept down it’s depths, separated only by glass from the Slytherin common room. Blaise sat on the floor by the fireplace with Pansy. A mossy green quilt draped over her shoulders, black hair half tucked beneath it. They sat with notebooks sprawled between them, cross sharing notes from Divination class in preparation of O.W.L.s. His handwriting perfected and neat, hers haphazardly scrawled amongst doodled runes. Unfortunately, their combined notes didn’t add up to much. Both Pansy and Blaise struggled to pay attention in that class, especially when Professor Trelawny’s character entertained far more than what she was actually saying.
Especially when Draco’s glasses over eyes grew more distant with each passing day. He was a wandering ghost; A sight that sent a cold bullet into both Pansy and Blaise’s hearts.
Lately, Draco had been cruel. Of course, he always was a cruel boy, boisterous and impatient. But never to Blaise and Pansy outrightly so. Now it seemed Draco didn’t worry about superiority. Rather, he didn’t want anyone’s attention or company even to walk between periods. They all joined the Inquisitorial Squad together, but as the months went by, he missed more and more meetings. The distance between him and his friends was unsettling to say the least. He almost never went to bed. He roamed the castle halls all hours. He didn’t eat. He didn’t even pretend to marvel at the daily magic Hogwarts performed for its students during the Holidays.
He looked like he was sleep walking, a deathless corpse waiting for an initiative.
It sucked to say the least, mainly because of all times this was when friends should be there for each other. But Blaise could only watch from afar. He’d tried to get Draco to talk, but all he got was a shrug in response and more cancelled plans.
“I’m worried too,” Pansy whispered so quietly Blaise thought he’d imagined it.
“Yeah,” he fingered absently through his textbook, “the O.W.L.s are going to kill this year. Heaven knows what that Umbridge has planned for-”
“Blaise…” her dark eyes looked up at him from the scattered papers. He cracked his knuckles, a nervous tick. She wasn’t talking about the O.W.L.s.
“I know.”
“I knew things would change with,” her voice dipped quietly, “Voldemort’s return but…not like this. I quite actually believed it would go the other way. The Malfoys-”
“We shouldn’t talk about this,” he pretended to flip past illustrations of tarot formations. Pansy didn’t respond. Only wrapped her quilt closer.
Far above, they could hear the hoots and hollers of Gryffindors running down the hall after another Quidditch win. All that seemed so trivial now. Blaise admits even he couldn’t get himself to bat an eye when an professor barked “ten points from Slytherin!” It was all white noise behind the politics that plagued the wizarding world. Of course, things would change in their favor with Voldemort’s return, but a price had to be paid. What part Draco’s father had to play clearly wilted him as well.
The two tried to discuss their notes, find any missing points in the text and recreate the tarot readings Trelawny exampled in class. Still, amongst the crackling fire and hushed tones, the conversation lingered back to their friend. The mantle clock ticked on. A pack of second years wandered in the common room. With quick threatenting glares, Blaise and Pansy got the little ones scrambling into the dorms.
“Lets both do a practice reading,” Blaise rubbed his forehead. “I’ll do yours first-”
“No,” she bit her lip, “what if we did it for someone else.”
Blaise nodded his head. Amongst Slytherins, there was a strange bond within their cunning, selfish yet brash nature. Every year had its own wolf pack, kids with spines like bowstrings. Tight and pulled back, waiting for a moment to let go. To release that wound up ambition, usually on the other students. The gang -  Blaise and Pansy and Draco and even the two gits Grab and Goyle - never had to ask what each other were scheming. They just got each other. At least, they used to.
Pansy shuffled her deck while Blaise cleared the carpet for her.  
Pansy Parkinson always had a knack for Divination. Something about the way her nimble hands grazed the cards fast and violent, but also with such purpose. Her eyes zoned out into another dimension, unfocused, and her chin tilted high. With a flick she placed ten cards faced down in an ‘H’ formation. The Celtic Cross.
Like she was holding her breath, Pansy sighed and looked up at Blaise. He nodded. In an attempt to at least try to study, she flipped the cards over. Blaise would explain the meaning behind that card’s position, and Pansy the meaning of the individual card.
One by one they went through them, but there were no surprises in Draco’s reading. Darkness, expectations, privilege. It was working, clearly, as every reading made sense but none of it gave the two an explanation. No answers, nothing specific enough.
They spoke in hushed tones back and forth like an incantation.
They didn’t hear the clicked steps coming down the stairwell into the common room. They didn’t see the white haired boy enter and slowly step around chairs, shoulders drooping forward and brows low.
“Last card,” said Blaise, racking his brain to remember his notes. “The tenth card. It tells the final outcome for this line of events told by previous cards. As it is based on the other nine cards, this one only comes if the others play out accordingly.”
Pansy moved her hand to turn over the final card. As she did so, Draco came over to the fireplace to stand ever slightly out from corner of the two’s eyes.
The card flipped and Blaise momentarily closed his eyes in grief.
“Ten of Swords,” Pansy said.
It was then that Blaise opened his eyes and looked up.
“Failure. Suffering from an unforeseen event. Betrayal by the hand of someone you love.  Sometimes, even death,”
“Pansy,” Blaise said in a warning. She looked up at him, and then followed his eyes to where their friend stood. All she could think was that Draco’s face wasn’t one she recognized anymore. Draco opened his mouth to speak and she almost prayed what came out was something familiar. Something endearing like “I hope that’s for Potter,” or a “You turned the card over wrong, you squib.”
His lips curled as he said, “The fire’s getting low. Better finish up before it goes out,” and turned on his heel towards boy’s dorms. Before either Pansy or Blaise could say a word, Draco was out of reach.
“Already gone,” said Blaise.
Pansy stared down at the card, suddenly wanting to tear them into little bits. Instead, she collected them back into a stack and said, too quietly: “Isn’t he, though?”
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descendo · 6 years
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“Anything’s possible if you’ve got enough nerve.”  -Ginny Weasley
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tywvin-archive · 6 years
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@fandomaestheticnet: pride month event → lgbtq+ characters/ships: patrochilles
I conjure the boy I knew. Achilles, grinning as the figs blur in his hands. His green eyes laughing into mine. C a t c h , he says. Achilles, outlined against the sky, hanging from a branch over the river. The thick warmth of his sleepy breath against my ear. If you have to go, I will go with you.
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oceanvs · 5 years
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festiveminyard ⇢ lokiofasgcrd
back to my old url since the winter holidays are almost up
mutuals sb pls? 
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kleopatrar · 6 years
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REQUESTS ➳ url moodboard for @harryjpcttcr
join my follower celebration
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oceanvs · 6 years
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so i have been wanting to make one of these pages in a while, but it never seemed like it was the right time. but since i hit 1.5k recently (  I CAN’T BELIEVE IT OK!!! THANK YOU ALL !!! ) i decided to go with it and do my own birthday page! 
If you are interested:  1. You must be following me 2. Reblog this post ( likes don’t count ) 3. Check my creations maybe? ( optional ) 4. Check out my sideblogs? @ganseysnotes , @melpcmenes , @lizascodes ( optional ) 5. Send me an ask with your name + birthday* That’s all!
What you’ll get: 1. An edit* on your birthday ( see my creations here )  2. A spot on my awesome birthday page ( which i made myself when i was procrastinating ) 3. You will be featured on my updates tab for your entire birth month 4. My eternal love and appreciation
*if you want a specific edit please include it in your ask ( specific asks have to be about stuff i already make / like. see here. )
i tag all the answers “bday page” so blacklist that if you don’t want to see this
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kleopatrar · 6 years
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REQUESTS  ➳ nyx moodboard for @hailderek
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oceanvs · 6 years
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liza says: hello everyone!! so, both @kleopatrar and i reached our follower milestones the past few days ( i now have 1,3k followers -thank you all so much- and kleopatra has 400! ). in celebration, we decided to make something big. and what is cooler than tumblr awards? 
R U L E S ▹ must be following both kleopatra and liza ▹  reblog this post (likes only count as bookmarks)  ▹ each award will have 1 winner and 2 runner-ups   ▹ ends on august 10, winners will be announced shortly after 
C A T E G O R I E S ▹ luna lovegood award ~ best url  ▹ fiona gallagher award ~ best icon  ▹ blue sargent award ~ best theme  ▹ nancy wheeler award ~ best mobile theme ▹ raven reyes award ~ best original content * ▹ baby groot award ~ rising star ( must have under 500 followers )** ▹ jon snow award ~ nicest blogger ▹ leia organa award ~ best fandom blog ▹ aphrodite award ~ best aesthetic blog  ▹ jack dawson award ~ best artist ▹ mulan award ~ best overall *
P R I Z E S winners: ▹ a follow from both of us ( if not already ) ▹ two edits of your choice upon request ( one from liza & one from kleopatra )*** ▹ a promo + blog compliment ( upon request ) ▹ a spot on liza’s hall of fame page ( which is under construction )  ▹ our eternal love and appreciation runner-ups: ▹ a follow from both of us ( if not already )  ▹ a promo + blog compliment ( upon request ) ▹ a spot on liza’s hall of fame page ( which is under construction ) ▹ our eternal love and appreciation
*add your creation tag on the tags when you reblog this **submit a post with a screenshot of the number of your followers here. ***edits of your choice must be from our fandoms and always upon request ( check our fandoms here and here )
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kleopatrar · 6 years
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REQUESTS ➳ url moodboard for @sjriusblck
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charmanderdiyoza · 6 years
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the 100 + instagram au.
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oceanvs · 6 years
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family edits ➤ sansa stark (for @stark)
❥ I’m sure cutting off heads is very satisfying, but that’s not the way you get people to work together
want to join?
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kleopatrar · 6 years
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REQUESTS ➳ hecate moodboard for @oceanofevanora
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