𝘿𝙊𝙇𝙊𝙃𝙊𝙑.

╱ 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒔,,, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝒚 𝒐 𝒖.

[𝘿𝙊𝙇𝙊𝙃𝙊𝙑. @ideefixes]

𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐇𝐎𝐕;
𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧.

* writer formerly known as meglin *
dark & mature themes, tw: death eater behaviorisms, nsfw. s l o w
replies. pre-shipped. penned by #coldcuts.

[𝘿𝙊𝙇𝙊𝙃𝙊𝙑. @ideefixes]

@savagedrogue — if you are to join us on a mission."

[𝘿𝙊𝙇𝙊𝙃𝙊𝙑. @ideefixes]

@savagedrogue
Sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ━

Sea waves slapped harshly against faded brick that concealed the lower cells of Azkaban, ---- flooding them from time to time, and creating a briny aroma that wafted through from the roots of the prison to the highest cells. —

[𝘿𝙊𝙇𝙊𝙃𝙊𝙑. @ideefixes]

@savagedrogue — bushes, offering it to the young witch. It was a very intimate gesture, and he surprised himself by doing it, but he'd committed so there was no backing out now. "A curse can be cast anywhere and will be done in stranger places than a garden —

[𝘿𝙊𝙇𝙊𝙃𝙊𝙑. @ideefixes]

@savagedrogue — eyebrow at her.

[𝘿𝙊𝙇𝙊𝙃𝙊𝙑. @ideefixes]

@savagedrogue — a fountain. The fountain obviously hadn't been in use in a very long time, and the little water that had collected at the bottom was very cloudy. Antonin turned around at the sound of her voice. "What's 𝑐𝑢𝑡𝑒?" He asked roughly, cocking an —

[𝘿𝙊𝙇𝙊𝙃𝙊𝙑. @ideefixes]

@savagedrogue — the Dark Lord spoke rather highly of you at our last meeting." He comments rather curiously, and starts walking towards the overgrown gardens, expecting her to follow behind him.

[𝘿𝙊𝙇𝙊𝙃𝙊𝙑. @ideefixes]

@savagedrogue — Of course Antonin himself has quite a few bad habits, smoking and drinking included, but maybe this will teach her to hold her tongue in front of her betters. "When you've put it out, we will begin with hexes and curses. I assume you are proficient in quite a few as —

[𝘿𝙊𝙇𝙊𝙃𝙊𝙑. @ideefixes]

@savagedrogue — under his breath as he passed through the gates.

“I apologize for my tardiness this morning, I overslept.” He managed to say awkwardly, slightly out of breath when he met her.

[𝘿𝙊𝙇𝙊𝙃𝙊𝙑. @ideefixes]

@savagedrogue — Still, his feet carried him to the vast expanse of trees at the edge of the property. He squinted, brought a hand up to shade his eyes from the sun, and saw Felice standing there, looking impatient as ever. Antonin walked to her, cursing —