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✯ – — starter for @auxrorkind​, not far from the ruined leaky cauldron

Well, everything had gone to shit. Her sister had...well ghosted her for lack of a better word, and then there’d been not one, but TWO street battles. And she’d broken her skateboard fighting off one of those Death Eater assholes. 

Delilah was tired.

But sleep had always been a tricky bugger to pin down for her.

She wasn’t really sure what had drawn her to the rubble that once was the wall of the Leaky Cauldron late one night when her insomnia was keeping her awake. She’d been looking for somewhere to smoke her joint in peace and had found herself wandering the dark, empty streets of Diagon Alley, eventually finding her way to the Cauldron. 

She was sitting on the curb, a few metres from the rubble when her peace was interupted by footsteps. Her shoulders tensed for a moment as they got closer, but she relaxed somewhat when she saw who it was. 

“Are you following me? Cause we gotta stop meeting like this,” her words were teasing, but her voice was hoarse from the exhaustion that weighed her down, “I broke my skateboard.”

#✯ – — delilah threads #✯ – — sirius tag tba #auxrorkind

[savagekxds]

❀ – — Reggie​:

@savagekxds​ (sorina); the bar

[ DEFEND ] : sender physically intervenes between receiver and a source of unwanted attention. 

Reggie didn’t often pay mind to the girls at the bar. He just did his job, poured his drinks, occasionally sang along to the music that played throughout the club, but his interest never lingered on a particular patron for too long. This evening, though, this girl, she was startlingly persistant, sitting at the bartop and ordering drinks, dragging Reggie over to speak whenever he wasn’t immediately in front of another customer, and only giggling when he mentioned politely that he had a girlfriend, that she was actually dropping by later. He spotted Sorina just as the girl called him over again, and an almost desperate look of pleading took over his face as he walked over to the customer and tried, once again, to explain that he was already quite happy with his love life.

“Your girlfriend doesn’t have to know…”

Reggie lifted an eyebrow, eyes looking up to meet Sorina’s just as the other woman’s hand crawled over his own in a last desperate attempt. “Unfortunately, miss…” His head jerked to indicate that she should turn around.

❀ – — Sorina wasn’t a jealous woman, she had no reason to be. There was no doubt in her heart or her mind about Reggie’s devotion to her, just as there was no doubt in her own devotion to him. And after all, he was a handsome, funny guy, she wasn’t surprised other people would want to flirt with him. They were only human after all. 

But what did bother her, was when their advances were obviously beginning to make him uncomfortable. She’d just walked into the bar after closing up her shop for the day, Aphrodite’s small form draped lazily around her shoulders. Your girlfriend doesn’t have to know. She’d heard the words from across the crowded bar and immediatley her gaze found Reggie, the smile she’d been wearing dropping into something almost...dangerous. 

Her heels clicked loudly against the floor as she strode through the crowd until she was right behind the offending woman. “What doesn’t his girlfriend need to know?” she asked, her voice almost poisonously sweet as she leaned into the girl’s space. Her eyes flicked to the hand that had crawled on top of Reggie’s and her anger flared. 

She hooked one leg around the bottom of the barstool the girl was sitting on and pushed it back with ease, her hand grasping her wrist and pulling her swiftly to her feet. Never pushing enough to cause harm, but enough to remove her from the situation. “Perhaps you should sober up a bit, dear. It’s impolite to make people feel uncomfortable,” she said with that same sweet voice, before turning her attention back to Reggie. 

Her face immediatley smoothed into a smile upon seeing him, and she leaned over the bar to press a kiss to his cheek, “are you alright, mi vida?”

#tw; manhandling? #❀ – — sorina threads #❀ – — your love is sunlight | reggie & sorina #xkilljxy

[savagekxds]

☽ – — kingsley​:

♕ –

kingsley was feeling so many emotions at once, ones he had never felt before. after all, it wasn’t everyday that your soulmate, the love of your life, was said to be dead, only to be found nearly dead a few days later. he felt tears of relief, at finally seeing her when he thought he might never get to again. leave it to val to be worried about the outcome of the battle when she first woke up. “baby, please don’t ever scare me like that again. i thought you were gone.” his hands were on either side of her face. “sorta, i guess. i mean no one really won, but calantha is dead.” he shook his head, “enough about that, though. how are you feeling? what do you need? have i told you how much i love you?”

☽ – — She could see all the emotions flashing across his face as he looked at her and it was like her own heart could feel that same pain. Val could feel tears pooling in her eyes, and despite the smile her bottom lip quivered. She reached for him as he came closer, trembling hands reaching for him, needing to hold him, to ground herself. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry my love,” she leaned into his touch on her face, closing her eyes. Calantha is dead. She didn’t respond, but her whole body did relax at the revelation. That was definitely a win.  “I just need you to hold me,” she whispered, her hands weakly tugging at the edge of his shirt, “I just need you.”

#☽ – — valerie threads #☽ – — you are tangled in my soul | kingsley & valerie #hauntedscreams

[savagekxds]

❂ – — keanu​:

🗝 –

he hated seeing her here, his stomach dropping just at the sight of her lying on a hospital bed. keanu walked closer into the room, but didn’t make a move to sit down without her permission. he knew how much pain he had caused her this past year, how much hurt he had left behind. he also knew that he continued to hurt her. “i wanted to see you, especially after what happened.” the attack, he had been so worried when he had heard ava was here. but, it was more than that and he had lied to her enough times, hid enough truths. “jaya told me.” he swallowed down the lump that had formed in his throat, “about the baby.”

❂ – — Ava wasn’t sure what was worse, the lump in her throat or the feeling of unease in her stomach as he stepped further into the room. I wanted to see you. She chewed the inside of her lip, unable to meet his eyes. Her own gaze heavy with pain. “You can sit,” she said, her voice somewhat strained as she continued to look down at her hands. She released a soft exhale of air when he admitted that Jaya had told him about the pregnancy. “I couldn’t find a way to contact you,” she whispered, “Jaya has always been better at tracking you down...making you own up to your mistakes.” She shook her head, wiped the stray tears from her cheeks and tried to compose herself, “I’m not...expecting anything of you. Don’t worry. I just...you deserved to know at least.”

#❂ – — ava threads #❂ – — tell me every terrible thing you did and let me love you anyway | ava & keanu #hauntedscreams #tw; pregnancy

[savagekxds]

@spellbxnd asked ‘[  PULL  ] ;  the sender pulls the receivers hair. - jupiter/stella hehe’

⊗ – — at the pub, after a late PAM meeting. 

Jupiter was one of her most trusted confidants. Even before PAM and magic and all of that nonsense. Hell, even before Fools Gold was even a dream on the horizon. Back when she was a dumb kid who thought she could cut it at university. Jupiter and his brother had been some of the few friends she’d made before deciding institional education just wasn’t her vibe. Now, god-knows how many years later, he stood firm by her side whenever she needed him. 

It had been quiet in the bar, the other PAM members having filtered out long ago. Stella stood leaning against the bar, brow furrowed, eyes pouring over the scribbles and etches in her worn notebook. A red pen in her hand as she made adjustments to the meeting notes and other plans. 

Her hair hung in it’s unruly curls down around her face and there were dark circles under her eyes. Completely lost in focus and fatigue, the feeling of a hand curling into her hair and tugging impishly made her jump. She spun defensively, hand moving to snatch the fingers from her hair, but stopping short when she saw the culprit. 

“You nearly lost that hand,” she grumbled at Jupiter, ignoring the pink dusting under the freckles on her cheeks, turning back to what she was doing, “thought you’d taken off with the others.”

#⊗ – — stella threads #spellbxnd #⊗ – — jupiter tag tba

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⚜ – — rhys​:

Location: in the rubble Present: Rhys & Celeste ( @savagekxds​ )

It had been days. Weeks. Hours. Years. Since the battle. Rhys wasn’t sure. He’d lost track of time. He hadn’t been sleeping - but also, he had. There were days when he hadn’t gotten out of bed. And then there were nights where he didn’t go back to it. 

Celeste was gone. Missing. And though he’d been nowhere near the scene, though Celeste had always been her own person capable of her own choices, Rhys couldn’t help but blame himself. It had been his idea to come home to England. Maybe if they were still on the road, she’d be alive. 

No. No, she wasn’t dead. He refused to believe that. He was a magician, for fuck’s sake. He made things appear out of nothing and defied reality and read thoughts! If the audience believed hard enough, he escaped near death. Maybe if he believed hard enough, Celeste could too. 

He kicked at a piece of rubble, frowning down at it like it was the cause of all his troubles. Maybe if he read its mind, he’d see how it broke free from the building it had been a part of. His frown faded as realisation dawned upon him. He was a legilimens. He could read minds. Maybe if he reached out, he could find Celeste’s. He reached up to touch his scarf - one of Celeste’s, stolen from her closet - and closed his eyes. His mind opened, slowly expanding outwards as it searched for someone else to connect with. 

‘Come on, Celeste,’ he thought to himself, sending his will out ever further into the battered and broken streets around him. ‘Help me find you.’

♠

⚜ – — She had thought, perhaps foolishly, that they would remain untouched by all the war in England. She had thought that because they were seperate from it, simply travellers passing through, that it would just pass them by. But of course, war has a way of catching up to you. Getting caught up in the battle between the Death Eaters and The Order had been bad enough, she’d barely escaped unscathed. But the calm that had settled on the community after the battle had just been the eye of the hurricane. 

The last thing any of them had expected was for the muggles to suddenly declare themselves an active presence in the war. She’d been shopping by herself for groceries, after reassuring Rhys that the danger had passed and she would be fine, when the wall of the Leaky Cauldron exploded. Slipping into her fur was more instinct than choice. No one noticed the small brown rabbit fleeing into the rubble, hiding herself in a dark hole where no one would find her. 

Celeste lost track of how many days had passed, each shift of the rubble around her made her more frightened, even after the fighting had died down she dared not move. Not until she heard a familiar voice creep it’s way into her mind. 

Help me find you...

Her ears twitched, but the voice echoed in her mind, not in her ears. Rhys. She wriggled out of her hiding spot, dust and pebbles falling from her fur as she bounded forward, first on four paws, then to two feet as she searched for him. 

“Rhys!” Her face was streaked with dirt, long hair tangled as she spun around, looking for where he might be. He had reached her, he had to be close. “Rhys I’m here!”

#⚜ – — celeste threads #⚜ – — rhys tag tba #of-beasts-and-blood

[savagekxds]

𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

“ am i not good enough? ”  

“ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ”  

“ why did you help me? ”  

“ who do you fight for? ”  

“ why do you hate me? ”  

“ have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? ”  

“ you’re not dating anyone, are you? ”  

“ i’ve got your back, okay? ”  

“ where do you think you’re going? ”  

“ how long have i been asleep? ”  

“ are you going to kill me? ”  

“ why can’t i come with you? ”  

“ we all have secrets, don’t we? ”  

“ did you want to be alone? ”  

“ why should i trust you? ”  

“ wait. did you hear that? ”  

“ promise me? ”  

“ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ”  

“ do you remember anything at all? ”  

“ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ”  

“ you wanna know what your problem is? ”  

“ may i have this dance? ”  

“ can i ask… what happened? ”  

“ how many people have you killed? how many? ”  

“ do you ever hear yourself? ”  

“ would you run away with me? ”  

“ could you be happy here with me? ”  

“ you can’t or you won’t? ”  

“ you slept with them, didn’t you? ”  

“ well, how do i look? ”  

“ after all you’ve done how can i possibly trust you? ”  

“ why can’t you let me in? what are you so afraid of? ”  

“ what did they do to you? ”  

“ so why’s it so important anyway? ”  

“ where have you been? ”  

“ why are you looking at me like that? ”  

“ why did you come? ”  

“ what are you doing out here by yourself? ”  

“ is… that my shirt you’re wearing? ”  

“ you… don’t like me very much, do you? ”  

“ why does it always have to be a fight with you? ”

“ why can’t you look me in the eye? ”  

“ can you forgive me? ”  

“ what if i never see you again? ”  

“ you were going to leave without saying goodbye? ”  

“ how about a little midnight snack? ”  

“ are you… smelling me? ”  

“ how did you get this scar? ”  

“ what do you want in exchange for it? ”  

“ what did you want to tell me? ”  

#love me some angst

[savagekxds]

snooganshq​:

♡  SPICY  ACTION  PROMPTS  ;

send a word for a starter !  add a ♡ to reverse the role !  or add a + for the action to be more harsh/aggressive, for those who are interested !  you’re welcome to specify body parts where it’s ambiguous. feel free to strike out the ones you’re uninterested in when reblogging ! ( all prompts are within a spicy setting, either during sex, or leading up to it, etc. )

please don’t use for taboo subjects !! thank you ♡

[  BEG ] ;  the sender begs the receiver to touch them. 

[  BEHIND  ] ;  the sender takes the receiver from behind.

[  BITE  ] ;  the sender bites the receiver somewhere on their body. 

[  BONDAGE  ] ;  the sender ties the receiver up.

[  CHOKE  ] ;  the sender chokes the receiver. 

[  COLLAR  ] ;  the sender puts a collar on the receiver.

[  CUT  ] ;  the sender cuts the underwear off the receiver.

[  DEGRADE  ] ;  the sender degrades the receiver.

[  DENY  ] ;  the sender denies the receivers orgasm. 

[  DOUBLE  ] ;  the sender penetrates the receiver with two objects/toys/etc.

[  EAR  ]  ;  the sender bites the receiver’s earlobe.

[  GAG  ] ;  the sender gags the receiver. 

[ GROPE ] ; the sender gropes the receivers breasts or crotch.

[  HICKEY  ] ;  the sender gives the receiver a hickey somewhere on their body.

[  HUMILIATE  ] ;  the sender humiliates the receiver. 

[  KITTEN  ] ;  the sender calls the receiver ‘kitten’.

[  KISS  ] ;  the sender kisses the receiver somewhere on their body.

[  KNIFE  ] ;  the sender holds a knife to the receivers neck.

[  MASTURBATE  ] ; the sender catches the receiver masturbating.

[  MORNING  ] ;  the sender wakes the receiver up with sex. 

[  MOUTH  ] ;  the sender slides their fingers into the receivers mouth. 

[  ORAL  ] ;  the sender performs oral on the receiver.

[  PET  NAME  ] ;  the sender calls the receiver a cute pet name during sex.

[  PIN  ] ;  the sender pins the receiver against the wall.

[  PRAISE  ] ;  the sender praises the receiver.  

[  PUBLIC  ] ;  the sender touches the receiver in public.   

[  PULL  ] ;  the sender pulls the receivers hair.  

[  PUPPY  ] ;  the sender calls the receiver ‘puppy’.

[  RIM  ] ;  the sender gives the receiver a rimjob. 

[  SCRATCH ] ;  the sender scratches the receivers back.

[  SLAP  ] ;  the sender slaps the receivers face.

[  SPIT ] ;  the sender spits in the receivers mouth / on the receivers face. 

[  SMACK  ] ;  the sender playfully smacks the receivers ass.  

[  SOFA  ] ;  the sender hurriedly takes the receiver to the sofa. 

[  SPANK  ] ;  the sender spanks the receiver. 

[  SQUEEZE  ] ; the sender squeezes a body part of the receiver. 

[  STRADDLE  ] ; the sender straddles the receivers lap. 

[  STRAP  ] ;  the sender presents the receiver with a strap-on. 

[  TIE  ] ;  the sender ties the receivers hands together using an article of clothing.

[  TOY  ] ;  the sender uses a sex toy on the receiver.  

[  WHIP  ] ;  the sender whips the receiver. 

#nsfw #blame kels

[savagekxds]

☀ – — edith​:

She hadn’t been looking for Nimue. Hell, she hadn’t even known Nimue was missing. What kind of girlfriend did that make her? Did being here help at all?

“Hey there gorgeous.” Edith murmured, immediately raising her head from its place on her knees. “Glad to see you awake.”

She reached over to run her fingers gently through Nimue’s hair. “Gave everyone quite the scare there. Lais has been by every break he gets.”

–

☀ – — She couldn’t help but lean into the touch against her hair, feeling a small smile crawl across her lips at the mere presence of the other woman. “Didn’t mean to scare you, mo grá.” She mumbled, turning her head to brush her lips against Edith’s palm, “I’m pretty sure I was visited by an angel who looked remarkebly like you...while I was laying on the beach...” 

“Are you okay? You weren’t hurt in the battle were you?” She felt terrible that she hadn’t been at Edith’s side, but as a strong dueler she was needed at Azkaban.

#☀ – — nimue threads #☀ – — touch me where the ache and hurt have gone to rest | edith & nimue #edithburning

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★ – — adan​:

+

He would be forever thankful to the healer who had recognised him, just as a second healer had been securing a bandage around a large gash on his upper forearm. The wide eyed look on their face had startled him at first, knowing for certain that there were people being admitted with worse injuries, but the moment the words left her mouth, he had pushed off from the bed he’d been sitting on and followed them at a run.

Making his way from one corridor to the next, all he could think about was how stressful the hospital had become and not at all the ideal environment to keep Leilani calm while she had her baby. He could feel panic rising within him, but he had done this before for his sister. So why did he feel less in control and more terrified that it was Leilani? When the healer pointed to the door, he paused and took a breath. He could do nothing about how he looked, bloodied and messy, but he could at least pretend that he was calm for her sake.

When he stepped through the door, he heard her sobs, her words, and his heart broke. “Leilani” he said loud enough for her to hear him, and forced himself not to race down the ward towards her, but his pace was quicker than usual. He was glad that the healer moved aside as he approached and he could grab Leilani’s hand in his own, bringing it to his lips and kissing it. “I’m so sorry, I should have been with you sooner. I’m here now… I’m here… you can do this…”

★ – —

She had been terrified for a moment that she would be alone, with only the healing staff surrounding her. But then she heard Adan say her name and her eyes snapped open. “Adan!” she gasped, reaching for his hand and squeezing as tight as she could. It took a moment for her to realise that he was covered in blood and dirt and bandages. Of course. The battle. “Adan,” she breathed again, “are you okay? Are you hurt?” Another contraction left her breathless, and she leaned back against the pillow, groaning in pain.  

Leilani had endured a lot in her life, but childbirth was the first thing she thought might defeat her. But Adan was unwavering beside her, and the midwife’s encouraging words never stopped. And she had to do it, for her son. He deserved to live. It felt like it went on for hours. Her mother had once told her that she’d been in labour for 25 hours with Leilani. But finally the midwife patted her knee, “one more big push outta do it love! Come on now!” She mustered the energy for one last push and there was a flash of blinding pain, then the midwife was placing her tiny, wriggling son on her chest. His cries wrang through the air and Leilani sobbed with relief. 

“He’s here, Adan,” she said through her tears, “look at him.” She hadn’t expected him to look so much like...her. The shock of dark hair on his head, his fair skin, the way his brows were creased, “my Mateo.”

#★ – — leilani threads #★ – — adan tag tba #xavecamour #popped it under a read more cause of mild labor description

[savagekxds]

☽ – — kingsley​:

who: val ( @savagekxds​ ) where: st. mungo’s

the second someone had told him that they had found another body under the rubble, kingsley had apparated to the hospital. every time they got news like this, he hoped with everything in him, no matter how selfishly, that it was val. she was his everything and he wasn’t sure he could live without her, certinaly didn’t want to find out. he made his way through the emergency unit, scouring ever bed until his eyes saw her and he felt his knees give out from under him, falling to the ground and letting out a sob. he took a few moments, letting himself look at her and tell himself this wasn’t a dream before standing and rushing to her bedside. “baby, i’m here, baby.” he whispered moving his face down to hers.

☽ – — One never really gets use to dying. When she had been attacked by a werewolf, all those years ago it had felt like she had been dying for days before anyone found her, like the snow was just prolonging it. This time it had been sudden. The green light had been coming at her so fast, it was all she could do to dive out of the way. She hadn’t expected a building to come down on top of her. It wasn’t until doctors had started fussing over her that she’d begun to wake up again - only to be quickly put back to sleep. 

It was the sound of King’s voice that woke her next. Her eyes slowly blinked open, movements slow and sluggish - she assumed from the pain relief potions. But nevertheless, she put on her best smile, slowly moving one weak hand to brush clumsily against his arm. “Hey, good-lookin’,” she croaked, “did we win?”

#☽ – — valerie threads #☽ – — you are tangled in my soul | kingsley & valerie #tw; death mention #tw; dying mention

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⊗ – — dallas​:

“you don’t have to be busy. you’ve got a whole army of us at your disposal. if there are things that need to be done then ask us to help, i think most of us are good for more things than just explosions.” dallas said plainly, trying to stress just how straightforward this solution was. he leans forward on his elbows, slowly searching the details of the plans splayed out before her. 

the constant hubbub of the other P.A.M members only encouraged the way he was feeling, aching for something more to happen. he’d expected some of his passions to be expelled along with the explosions but it seems they had only grown. all he could think about was what they could do next time, how many more witches and wizards they could spread their message to. his leg bounced beneath the bar. stella amazed him. how she could sit there like the perfect image of tranquility was beyond him. “don’t have somewhere else to go. plus, i’m a paying customer. you can’t just kick me out.”

⊗ – — She arched a brow at Dallas, “just cause I trust you kids to blow something up doesn’t mean I trust you t’ fix my bar. Though if y’know how to install new toilets or fix all my wiring then please, go for your life.” She gestured to the ceiling, where the lights flickered almost constantly and the doorway to the bathrooms, which currently had a big OUT OF ORDER sign on it. She always knew that the patrons of the shifty little pub down the road would cause her trouble one day. She never really expected them to be witches and wizards but... They blew up her pub, seemed only fair she returned the favor. 

She snorted around the cigarette between her teeth and made an adjustment to one of the plans. “You think bein’ a ‘paying customer’ protects you from bein’ kicked outta my bar? You’re cute kid.” She rolled her eyes, and flicked her mane of hair back over her shoulders. “I know you lot are gettin restless but if we just keep going in guns blazing then we’ll get predictable. We just blew up their pub, gotta give em some time to feel their feelings. I wanna see what their next move will be, before revealing mine.”

#⊗ – — stella threads #no gif cause tumblr is bullying me

[savagekxds]

➶ – — ludo​:

where: the leaky cauldron? (just after muggle attack) with: @savagekxds​ (Estrella)

He had just stepped out onto the street when Diagon Alley shook so violently that people screamed, and he had been forced to slam his hands out to each side of the shop doorway to keep up on his feet. Glancing around him, he saw witches and wizards clutching one another with puzzled, terrified expressions on their faces, while placing their hands on walls like he had done to get their bearings. They all asked the same questions; what on earth was that? Is it another attack? Is it an earthquake? 

Ludo didn’t care to stop and hear the answers. He had only been gone a few minutes from the leaky cauldron, where he had left Estrella to wait for him, to place an order at Quality Quidditch Supplies, and as he ran back towards the pub, he vowed never to leave her alone again. It seemed like every time he did was all but asking for trouble and he hated how familiar the sick, twisting feeling in his gut had become. 

He hadn’t been the only one to make his way there, but by the time he pushed and climbed his way through the gapping hole in the wall between the alley and the pub itself, whatever chaos had erupted appeared to be dying down. He spotted Estrella, throwing punches as he suspected she always would, fighter that she was, and ran over, shouting her name and watching through narrowing eyes as the guy she was squaring up to backed away. He fled out onto the street again. “Estrella?” he called, coughing as his inhaled brick dust. Half the cauldron appeared to have been blasted apart. He grabbed her wrist to gain her attention. “Estrella?!”

➶  – — She’d been waiting by the Leaky Cauldron while Ludo went and ordered something from the Quidditch shop, Hazel sitting obediently by her side as she made idle conversation with one of the other shoppers. It had been a surprisingly serene day, but as she’d stood there, she could feel the shift in the air. Hazel seemed to pick up on it as well, her ears twitching, lips curling into a small snarl despite Estrella’s hand on her head. But neither of them could have predicted what came next. The wall leading to the back of the Leaky Cauldron, the one barely 200 feet from where Estrella and Hazel were standing, blew apart. The force knocked Estrella off her feet, and she scrambled to shield Hazel from the debris.

Once the initial shock had passed it took her a moment to realise Hazel was barking. The only thing she could hear was the ringing in her ears. She could feel something dripping down the side of her neck and when she lifted a hand to investigate she found blood dripping from both her ears. Hazel was disoriented as well, shaking her head and snarling at anything that got too close. Eyes wide and hair tousled, Estrella pushed herself to her feet. Aside from the ringing everything was muffled, like she was hearing everything through syrup. She expected to see Death Eaters, this was their M.O. after all, but was surprised to see what appeared to be muggles, their faces covered with rags and bandanas, weilding baseball bats and other improvised weapons. 

Her wand was no doubt lost in the rubble somewhere, so when an unfamiliar hand grabbed her shoulder and she turned to find a masked face she did the only thing that made sense and started swinging. Her first punch caught her assailant between his ribs, her second hook caught him in the cheek. He started backing away, though Estrella was already worked into a fury, and raised her hand to grab him and pull him back, but before she could someone caught her wrist. Her lips were pulled back in a snarl, ready to punch on with whoever had interferred, but stopped short when she saw Ludo, all the fight instantly leaving her body. Hazel curled around his legs, whimpering. 

“What?!” Estrella said, probably louder than she intended, she could see Ludo’s lips moving, he was trying to talk to her but she still couldn’t hear him, and she gestured to her bleeding ears. Her hands ghosted over his cheeks, then his shoulders, “are you okay?!”

#➶ – — estrella threads #➶ – — in the middle of my chaos there was you | estrella & ludo #xavecamour #tw: violence #tw; fighting

[savagekxds]

⊗ – — at stella’s pub, open to anyone

Seemed like they’d be quite effective in getting their message across. She’d been right, not many walls can stand some strategically place explosives - not even supposedly magical ones. It had been satisfying, seeing it come down, finally knowing all their suspicions and fears and angers were justified. Even now, days later, she could still feel the traces of that rush in her blood. 

But for now they were waiting, and her mind, for once, was not on P.A.M. business, but on the repairs to her pub. Various floor plans were scattered along the dusty bar, a few other P.A.M. members milling about, trying and failing to make themselves look useful but too restless to go home - no matter how many times Stella told them to fuck off.

They’d been told that if they were gonna hang around they’d have to leave her alone to work, which was why, when a shadow fell across the blueprints and someone cleared their throat, she took the cigarette from between her lips and rolled her eyes, not bothering to look up. 

“Can ya not see I’m busy here?” she asked, gesturing towards the blueprints with the cigarette, “what do you want? I already told the lot of ya that the toilets ain’t functional, y’gonna have to find somewhere else to go.”

#⊗ – — stella threads #ahopen #come to me my children

[savagekxds]

❀ – — reggie​:

He wasn’t sure if he wanted to head straight home, head to the townhouse to meet up with the rest of the Order, find Sorina and make sure she was okay, or simply lay down in the middle of the street and sleep off the last few hours, but his weary body and his tired feet did their own thing as he shuffled down a destroyed and messy road, listening for calls for help or sudden noises with his wand dangling loosely in his hand. He might have startled when there was a sudden movement in front of him, but he saw her before his brain or his body could react and he could only smile. A tired, weary, not quite full smile, but a smile none the less. “Nunca te dejaría sin un adiós. Are you alright? Is your shop alright?”

❀ – — It was such a relief to see that he was okay. She had been so worried about him. She didn’t let him go, burying her face in his chest and just taking a moment to inhale to smell of him, to hear his heartbeat and let it steady her own. “I’m okay,” she whispered, looking up at him, brushing a strand of hair from his face, “I’m okay, the shop is fine, I guess we were far enough away that no one paid any mind to us. There are...a number of people hiding in there. Is it safe for them to come out? Is the battle over?” She leaned to the side to peer around his shoulder before her attention snapped back to him and she leaned forward to press a kiss to his lips, “I don’t know what I would have done if I’d lost you, Reggie.”

#❀ – — sorina threads #❀ – — your love is sunlight | reggie & sorina #xkilljxy

[savagekxds]

♖ – — starter for ramona @spellbxnd​, pre-PAM

The battle as a whole had been disorienting. His ears were still ringing, he could feel blood sticking to the side of his face. But there was only one thought on his mind. Ramona. He had to find his wife. There were so many bodies, so many people trapped under the rubble or disfigured by curses. What if he didn’t find her? The air left his lungs at the thought and his heart twisted painfully. No, she was strong, he would find her. 

The sound of moving rubble caught his eye as he moved through the shell of a building, his gaze finding the source quickly. “Ramona,” his voice was barely above a whisper as he skidded onto his knees at her side, scooping her into his arms with trembling hands. She had a wound on her chest, he’d never seen so much of her blood. “Ramona, baby, wake up, come on,” he said, swiping her hair from her face and shaking her gently, “wake up.”

#♖ – — sebastian threads #♖ – — it's written in the stars | sebastian & ramona #spellbxnd

[savagekxds]

“(…) there was one day each fall that felt like a switch, it came at the end of October, when everything was clearly dying & I’d suddenly feel so alive & full of energy that I’d vanish into the woods & just run. It was a type of joy, until each fall I’d end up waiting, hungry for it, until I swear I could feel it coming, both toward me & from inside me.”

— I Will Destroy You, “Uncloudy Day” by Nick Flynn

#☀ – — courage dear heart | nimue musings #✯ – — daylight can be so violent | delilah musings