#𝖇𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖘𝖊 𝖟𝖆𝖇𝖎𝖓𝖎 ━━ ˟ ⊰ dialogue .

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                𝖇𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖘𝖊   𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖘   𝖆   𝖘𝖎𝖌𝖍   𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙   reads   more   as   resignation   than   any   kind   of   true   irritation   with   the   question   .   it   was   a   fair   point   on   the   other   manʻs   part   .   not   that   he   owed   anything   to   his   pansyʻs   ʻ fiance ʻ   ,   but   the   query   was   one   that   heʻd   be   running   into   more   often   than   not   .   heʻd   rather   tell   marcus   and   have   him   run   his   mouth   during   one   of   his   late   nights   than   have   to   answer   random   housewives   off   the   street   when   they   feel   like   they   have   a   RIGHT   to   the   information   because   of   oriana   fucking   trelawney   .   ❝   what   good   would   freaking   out   do   ?   ❞   he   asks   ,   lounging   back   in   his   chair   with   his   fingers   steepled   against   the   planes   of   his   stomach   .   heʻs   the   very   PICTURE   of   relaxed   .   (   he   will   never   show   this   to   anyone   barring   maybe   pansy   during   that   very   first   conversation   where   he   told   her   but   he   is   ,   in   fact   ,   very   much   not   relaxed   )   .   ❝   canʻt   change   anything   now   .   kids   arenʻt   that   scary   anyways   .   ❞   he   flashes   the   other   slytherin   a   grin   .   ❝   except   for   paloma   .   sheʻs   a   right   terror   .   if   either   one   of   us   should   be   freaking   out   ,   i   wouldnʻt   count   on   it   being   me   .   ❞

【   𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖚𝖘   𝖋𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖙  (   @hoggleswart​​​​​​ ​  )   𝖘𝖆𝖎𝖉   :   ❛  why  aren’t  you  more  freaked  out ?  ❜   】

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a blanket of magic rests over the two as blaise and melike weave their way through the crowd . charms were never his strong suit , so the focus of it was aimed mostly on the bundled little princess in his arms , who remains as cool and chilled as ever while her father sweats under the velvet of her dress . ❝ now , we do it exactly like we practiced , yes ? no , darling , watch the eyes — ❞ he curses as melikeʻs head moves on a swivel , as - ever taken with the commotion happening around them and uncaring of what her tulle - topped hennin might take out as she does so . the packaged dessert remains clutched tightly in her palms , however , so blaise finds it in him to forgive her dangerous headwear in return for her not throwing the gift . ( the throwing phase is alive and well in his child ) . blaise lets her look around , only nudging at her to get her attention once they find their shared target . ❝ alright , showtime , baby girl . what do we say ? ❞ and melikeʻs head snaps around to lock eyes on pansy . ❝ pease , aunty , ? ❞ she leans forward , prize clutched outwards in offering . a shiny candied apples sits undisturbed within itʻs slightly more disturbed packaging . melikeʻs pleading takes on a slightly more desperate air in her bid to share her snack , with a strained ❝ aunty , peaseeeeeeeee — ❞ . blaise sighs , ❝ that is not what we say . ❞

【   ����𝖓𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖌   𝖔𝖜𝖑   𝖋𝖔𝖗  :   𝖕𝖆𝖓𝖘𝖞   𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖔𝖓  (  @witchbiitches​ ​  )   】

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❝ it may be gauche of me to bring it up , but is this why our valentineʻs date never really went anywhere ? ❞ was the question that sprung to blaiseʻs lips immediately after seeing tempest make eyes at a passing wix with a particularly elaborate costume . such care and detail into their look certainly made blaiseʻs own laziness more apparent , with only the flower crown bestowed on him from handeʻs stall as an indication of his adherence to the festivalʻs overall theme . still , tempestʻs wandering attention made blaise clasp a hand over his heart , a sigh of resignation escaping from him . ❝ i understand , i donʻt have nearly enough spirit for you . not enough dedication to a theme , ❞ he bemoaned , all dramatics that only increased when he continued to bat his eyes over at the other wix . ❝ you do still think iʻm pretty , donʻt you ? ❞

【   𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖌  𝖔𝖜𝖑  𝖋𝖔𝖗 :  𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖊𝖘𝖙  𝖈𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖜𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖗   (  @rebuildeds​  )   】

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❝ forgive me , but i have to ask , ❞ blaise couldnʻt help but query , half - leaned over the bar at some ramshackle tavern set - up that did happen to have a nice selection of meads . he was on drink duty , sent off to find something for both his child and for hande , and he felt that both he and hande deserved a little something for the hours being put in to indulging their childʻs love of the petting booth . mikaela karkaroff just so happened to be a pleasant surprise for himself while waiting for his order to be completed . ❝ are you at all interested in being the burning witch this year , or does your brother and friend just have a sense of humor i somehow missed ? ❞ a hand comes up to cradle his head as he tilts it in question , all lolling gestures and plaintive looks as if the two of them were simply girls caught up in gossiping . ❝ because i donʻt seem to see you campaigning much for yourself and trust me , i know what campaigning for yourself looks like . ❞

【   𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖌   𝖔𝖜𝖑   𝖋𝖔𝖗  :   mikaela karkaroff  (  @taciiturns​ ​  )   】

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and itʻs not something that anyone is much prepared to face : the boy saviour turned schoolmate turned martyr turned ZOMBIE addressing you as if he knew you personally . blaise couldnʻt say that they had had much to do with one another , only the most tangential of connections that never did lead to their paths crossing all that often , but those tangential connections seem to gain more and more weight as time goes on and here they were , a public event so divorced from the school grounds in which they knew one another . ❝ some of us do have to grow up , potter . ❞ he smiles , because there was a period time where the man across from him had not been expected to be part of that aforementioned ʻ some ʻ . still , potter did make it a point of living to defy expectations . ❝ but if you’re worried about it , i’m the same nasty little slytherin i’m sure you’ve always assumed i was . snake , shark , barrister . whatever other little appellations i’m sure you’ve thought of in your little club . ❞ this claim , of course , was diminished by the flower crown slanted over his head . he kept at it , however , always poking because he never was able to help himself from sticking his nose in other’s people’s business when the opportunity presented itself . blame his mother . ❝ have you changed much , do you think ? i think thatʻs the question on the mind of everyone in the wider wixen world . ❞

【    (   @rebiirths​​​​​​ ​  )   𝖘𝖆𝖎𝖉   :   ❛  you really have changed .  ❜   】

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         𝖎𝖋   𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊   𝖎𝖘   𝖆   𝖘𝖊𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖙   to   continuing   on   with   your   day   -   to   -   day   when   your   entire   world   has   flipped   so   suddenly   onto   its   head   ,   then   no   one   has   BOTHERED   letting   blaise   in   on   it   .   he   makes   a   valiant   attempt   at   it   ,   however   .   wraps   himself   with   the   familiarity   of   nagging   at   pansy   until   she   relents   to   stepping   out   into   public   with   him   ,   finds   comfort   in   the   way   the   bubbles   rise   up   to   the   rim   of   the   blaise’s   glass   as   the   waiter   tops   them   up   on   their   latest   round   of   bottomless   mimosas   ,   utilizes   the   liquid   courage   to   steel   his   spine   .   (   because   speaking   of   secrets   ,   this   is   not   one   he’d   ever   thought   he’d   have   to   own   up   to   .   this   was   something   he   kept   quiet   .   something   for   himself   that   he   tucked   away   in   his   pocket   and   only   thought   of   when   he   felt   like   getting   particularly   introspective   .   it   wasn’t   supposed   to   be   something   that   he   actively   kept   from   pansy   .   this   —   having   parts   of   himself   still   unknown   to   the   woman   across   from   him   —   is   evidence   enough   of   the   way   everything   has   shifted   so   slightly   to   the   left   .   )      ❝   you   look   stunning   ,   by   the   way   ❞   he   says   ,   already   knowing   that   he’s   pouring   it   on   thicker   than   molasses   and   still   deciding   to   run   with   it   .   he   slouches   artfully   into   his   chair   ,   taking   a   long   sip   from   his   drink   as   his   he   waggles   his   eyebrows   across   the   table   .   ❝   have   i   told   you   that   yet   ?   i   can’t   imagine   i   let   us   leave   the   house   without   letting   you   know   that   .   ❞

【   𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖌   𝖔𝖜𝖑   𝖋𝖔𝖗  :   𝖕𝖆𝖓𝖘𝖞   𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖔𝖓  (  @witchbiitches​ ​  )   】

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            ❝   𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊   𝖘𝖍𝖊   𝖎𝖘   ,   ❞   𝖇𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖘𝖊   𝖈𝖗𝖔𝖔𝖓𝖘   ,   hands   coming   up   to   cradle   pansyʻs   jaw   in   order   to   drop   quick   kisses   on   the   apple   of   both   her   cheeks   (   needlessly   affectionate   ,   as   if   he   hadnʻt   dropped   a   kiss   on   her   cheek   on   his   way   out   the   door   this   morning   .   as   if   this   is   the   first   time   heʻs   seen   her   in   years   )   .   he   pulls   one   hand   away   to   rest   on   his   collar   ,   affecting   an   image   of   being   taken   with   sentimentality   .   ❝   the   lovely   bride   -   to   -   be   .   ❞   in   this   ,   he   is   not   lying   .   pansy   would   be   a   vision   in   white   .   even   if   everything   else   is   fake   that   ,   at   least   ,   will   not   be   .   a   hand   slips   into   his   inner   coat   pocket   ,   procuring   a   pristine   white   envelope   that   he   showcases   with   a   flourish   .   the   elegant   script   on   the   outside   reads   ʻ   the   future   mrs.   flint   ’   .   ❝   mother   couldn’t   make   it   tonight   but   she   sends   her   regards   ,   ❞   he   says   with   a   satisfied   little   smirk   .   ❝   she   wants   you   to   know   that   she’s   looking   forward   to   this   union   .   ❞

【   𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖌   𝖔𝖜𝖑   𝖋𝖔𝖗  :   𝖕𝖆𝖓𝖘𝖞   𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖔𝖓  (  @witchbiitches​ ​  )   】

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             𝖇𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖘𝖊   𝖍𝖆𝖘   𝖓𝖔   𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘   𝖔𝖋   updating   theodore   on   the   latest   developments   in   his   life   .   there   was   no   way   he   could   tell   anybody   BUT   pansy   parkinson   first   without   getting   smothered   in   his   sleep   (   and   he   knows   she’d   use   her   wand   to   do   it   too   .   it   stings   a   bit   to   think   that   she   wouldn’t   even   bother   risking   a   broken   nail   to   do   the   deed   with   her   own   hands   but   he   digresses   )   .   still   ,   with   alcohol   still   in   his   system   from   the   night   before   and   a   slight   headache   that   a   pepper   -   up   potion   couldn’t   cure   ,   blaise   had   no   qualms   with   forcing   theodore   away   from   his   work   and   out   in   the   public   so   he   could   subject   the   fellow   slytherin   to   blaise’s   hungover   dramatics   .   even   if   he   wasn’t   planning   on   spreading   any   news   ,   he   did   sort   of   crave   the   company   .   ❝   what   do   you   even   D O   at   work   all   day   ?   ❞   he   asks   and   realizes   he’s   never   bothered   asking   before   then   .   ❝   i   mean   ,   are   you   just   fucking   around   with   time   turners   all   day   ?   have   you   ever   met   a   past   version   of   yourself   ?   that   seems   like   it   could   be   fun   .   ❞

【  𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖌  𝖔𝖜𝖑  𝖋𝖔𝖗 :  𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖔𝖉𝖔𝖗𝖊  𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖙 ( @tiimetvrners​​ )  】

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            𝖙𝖍𝖊   𝖘𝖈𝖔𝖋𝖋   𝖋𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖘   𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒   𝖍𝖎𝖘   lips   before   he   can   be   bothered   to   try   to   stop   it   and   blaise   fixes   knox   with   an   incredulous   look   .   ❝   do   you   know   how   many   summer   homes   my   family   has   ?   ❞   he   asks   ,   rhetorically   ,   of   course   ,   because   he   would   not   let   her   get   a   word   in   edge   -   wise   anyways   .   he   begins   to   list   them   on   his   fingers   ,   dusted   with   powder   though   they   were   from   his   funnel   cake   .   ❝   the   house   in   milan   ,   the   villa   in   santorini   ,   the   apartment   in   paris   ,   to   name   a   few   .   ❞   the   dramatics   come   easy   because   this   is   what   knox   knows   .   this   is   what   knox   is   used   to   seeing   from   him   .   ❝   eternal   peace   is   a   portkey   away   .   i   could   be   in   the   sun   instead   of   dealing   with   english   autumns   .   ❞

【    @kxbellem​   𝖘𝖆𝖎𝖉   :   ❝   eternal    peace   is   overrated   .  ❞   】