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silvcrignis · 10 months
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“Keira can you please stop stealing the kitchen knives for your oopsies? You’ve taken all the good steak knives!”
“Can you get off my dick, fleabag? I’ll buy more knives! God, you’re so ANNOYING this house is a PRISON, I hate you,” she snapped back, throwing a tennis ball at his head to add insult to injury.
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xvodkaandlustx · 5 years
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"Fen! Babe, where are you? I've gotta tell you something!!"
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qceensofkings-a · 6 years
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How did you get that?
Send me “How did you get that?” and I will generate a number from 1-25 for what my muse responds. Whether or not they are being truthful is up to the mun.
“It’s just a scratch.”
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madamenmalfoy · 5 years
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I want to rp with you but I am shy also can I have your url to your Greyback blog ?
Yeah, it’s Fenrirthesavage. Honestly there’s no need to be shy, I won’t bite I promise
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You...| fenrirthesavage
It was a week or so before the next full moon and Remus was trekking through and unfamiliar forest. He had saved up enough money to buy a small cabin, sight unseen in said woods. So far he didn't smell any other wolves in the are nor see any signs of them. This was a good thing, just in case Moony did manage to get out for a bit of a run. Though that was also the point of the whole cabin in the middle of the forest.
Having not seen it before he bought, he was heading there early to prepare the place, with plenty of supplies on hand. After a good hour, he finally came upon it, it was small with at least one bedroom from what he could see, and it needed wuite a bit of love. This, of course, didn't bother Remus at all, between magic and the random handy skills he had picked up from odd jobs he could make it a comfortable place to be.
The next few days were laborus, with quite a few trips to the nearby stream for water and just plain cooling off. As the moon grew closer, the more sluggish he became, he knew he was the opposite of a typical werewolf before and after transformation, mainly because he fought it so much. He never acknowledged Moony to be a part of him and he was determined not to, this made the transformations far more painful than they should be and took so much out of him.
It was just before sundown as he approached the stream once more, he had a steady water source at the cabin now, but the stream felt nice to cool off in and unwind a bit. Distracted by his thoughts and aching body he was completely unaware of his surroundings, not that it mattered because there hadn't been a single person anywhere near his area, at least not any he had noticed or even smelled.
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silvcrignis · 10 months
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"I’ll buy more knives! God, you’re so ANNOYING, this house is a PRISON, I hate you!” Keira Black being an awful girlfriend to @fenrirthesavage
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xvodkaandlustx · 7 years
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Rules: Post a song that reminds you of your muse then tag six people so you can see there songs too.
Tagged by: @minervashogwarts
Tagging: @inquisitivewitch @professor-severus-t-snape @sinnersofafeather @fenrirthesavage @king-of-drainpipes @iamakittenhearmepurr
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millieanouk · 7 years
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Happy Birthday darling!
thank you bby xxxxx
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youronetruemaster · 8 years
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"Love? I'm home!"
Ethan popped up from the couch like a puppy and rushed to the door to greet his master. “Yay, daddy’s home!” He happily kissed his cheek.
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dear-indies · 8 years
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fenrirthesavage is an amazing writer, and the mun is just the sweetest.
can y’all send me nice messages abt ur favorite bloggers and i’ll @ them
@fenrirthesavage
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aandag-archived · 8 years
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Send me a ☆ for my muse’s reaction to waking up to yours holding their hand after having been unconscious in the hospital for days.
He woke with a start from a nightmare he instantly forgot. Everything was too bright and he wanted to whimper, but the hand in his was reassuring enough to stop it. “Papa?”
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sinful-lestrange · 8 years
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Night of Debauchery || fenrirthesavage
“FENRIR GET UP!”  Rodolphus, already buzzed on a few glasses of whiskey, pounced on the other male’s bed, as Lucius’ attempt at waking the other man up was a failure.  His clothes were a mess--completely disheveled.  His white shirt was untucked and wrinkled.  Jeans had a few rips in them, and the ensemble was topped with a leather jacket.  Enough to make the ladies swoon, he figured (rather, this was Lucius’ advice for the evening).  “We’re gonna go to a strip club AND casino...and we’re gonna find you a girl and you’re gonna take her to bed TONIGHT!” he listed off, roaring the ‘tonight’ in triumph while laughing.
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silvcrignis · 10 months
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@fenrirthesavage || @xvodkaandlustx
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"Weird question but did either of you bring a MOP from your long vacations? Mine's full of... STAGE blood, lots & lots of stage blood."
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millieanouk · 7 years
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@fenrirthesavage   xxx
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duchessofwiltshire · 8 years
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The Show Must Go On | @fenrirthesavage
Lucius was gone. That much Narcissa knew, as reports surfaced that Malfoy Manor had largely been abandoned for three years, its master nowhere to be seen or heard from. Narcissa lived in the city of London now, woth Wiltshire all but lost to her. These days she worked most of the time, focusing on her business and boutique. Still, the memory of living through darker days plagued her every now and then, giving her nightmares and even moments in the day where she'd lose focus on what she was doing and be pulled back into haunting flashes. It distracted her from working, when her eyes glazed over and her employees had no idea what was going on with her. She made excuses, constantly retreating to her office or the flat above the shop. She had to contact Fenrir. In a world that had largely turned its back on the Malfoys, he was someone she could still talk to when she needed it. He knew all about the hallucinations she was going through, having lived through the same war himself and being involved in it as much as her own family was.
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officerhaughtstuff · 8 years
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Happy birthday wifey
thank you hon
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