HC: The Aftermath
Amelia had remained in the kitchen after Edgar left, preferring to stay in the coziness of its warm interior than surrounded by things that wouldn’t distract her. The elves had each left for the night without her noticing but as they usually did, they left her a cupcake for comfort. It was meant to be a simple task, even Edgar had said it would be, and they had a plan for if anything were to go wrong; so she was convinced everything was going to turn out alright. She was finally going to see some justice and all the pain she and carried with her since Tristan’s death would subside. Yes, that’s how it was going to be.
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“Thank God it's Friday cause Fridays will always be better than Sundays
'Cause Sundays are my suicide days.”
🎼Migraine
@bailema
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florenceroper:
“The thought crossed my mind, but I don’t think you’re worth it. I don’t need Oscar to protect me.”
“That’s almost insulting, maybe I should piss you off more. To be worth it.” he grinned, merely rolling his eyes at her comment which followed.
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florenceroper:
“I’m aware. I still don’t like you.”
“You’re not the only one, no big deal, Roper.” he smirked. “So, tell me, did you really not know that my brother and I were two different people.”
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little-mendoza:
“And if you try to find me now, I’m in all the echoes that have faded out.
So… I’m moving on, ‘cause I just want to feel for once that I belong. And that’s what’s going on.”
Escape Route - Paramore
@ebonez
“You’re making no sense, why?” he questioned with a frown on his face. “What’s going on?”
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shipyoutomarsmckinnon:
Marlene reached out to take Edgar’s hand, pulling him up to stand so that she could drunkenly dance with him. “I never do what I should.” She whispered, her voice thick with alcohol before taking another long swig from her flask.
Edgar grinned as she forced him up to a stand, stumbling slightly and holding on to her. He began to sway when she did, laughing a little at her words. “No surprises there, love. Fuck it.” he said grabbing the flask from her and taking a swig as well. “If we die from alcohol poisoning, atleast we can say we died happy.”
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little-mendoza:
“I mean, it’s pretty self-explanatory. Have you ever heard of the muggle event Polar Plunge? They jump into freezing cold water in the middle of winter, and most of them are half naked. We should go jump in the lake!” She suggested, flashing him a grin.
“I am never going to say no to that, Em. Race you to the lake now.” he grinned and took off, looking over his shoulder to see how far behind she was.
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[Continued from here!]
“If you say so.” he mused. “You do realize I actually don’t have any issues with you, right?”
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"I actually have a cake in the oven down at the kitchens.” he grinned. “Are you coming or what?”
“Come on, that’s not fair! You can’t just cut me off like this, I’ll die if I don’t get in there and get some food.”
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“That’s a first.” he scoffed. “Not going to punch me then? Is it because Oscar isn’t around to protect you now.”
@ebonez || cont. from (x)
“Fuck off then. I’m not in the mood to argue.”
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rcdclphxs:
“Fuck off Bones.”
“Nope. You don’t really think any of your little ideas to ‘improve’ your team is going to help you win against Ravenclaw, do you?”
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huffingthejay:
“Why not? It’s a brilliant plan!”
“You always think all your plans are brilliant, and it turns out the absolute opposite.”
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wolfy-lupin:
“…What kind of experimentation are you referring to, exactly?” Remus asked warily, raising an eyebrow at him.
A smirk grew on his lips at his words. “What do you think, Lupin?” he asked as he stepped towards the boy and pulled him towards him by his tie. “It’s definitely not potions I am talking about now, is it?”
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finchlynoah:
“Are you being sarcastic?” It took him a moment to process after rubbing his eyes and getting a look at the other.
“My dear Noah. There is no way to make it more obvious that I am indeed being sarcastic. Tell your fuzzy little brain to wake up.”
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scottyhart:
“You DO?” Scott looked delighted and clapped his hands as he jumped up and down on one spot. “OKAY. So, the plan was to find a hundred puppies and set them free in the castle! There are no negatives to this plan because EVERYONE loves puppies.”
“And what if I stomp on one by mistake when I am walking the corridors drunk as fuck?”
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oliadams:
‘okay, firstly.. it’s not stupid. it’s pretty smart. edible books… so like. when the year is over, we can just eat them? but they may go bad… okay, it may be a stupid idea. fine.’
“It takes a lot to confuse me. But you do.” he laughed. “Besides, biggest flaw in your plan: nobody is going to wait an year to eat edible books.”
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callmehestia:
Hestia fell silent for a moment, her face flushing crimson. “What? No… we are not sleeping together. I don’t know where you heard that.” Even as she said it, she could feel her face continuing to heat up.
“Calm the fuck down, I was only joking.” he scoffed. “You always become like this when he is brought up, care to explain why?”
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