#mistermalcolmbaddock

[swanqiu]

——— @mistermalcolmbaddock​​ sent a ship: cho x malcolm

[ send me a ship (relationship or friendship or familyship or rivalry— literally any ship dynamic) and i’ll make an au prompt from the song that comes up on shuffle! ]

1. red dress - magic!

happily married date night au. "cho,” groans malcolm, glancing at the clock, “we have to go.” their reservation is for seven sharp (she knows this), and the restaurant’s on the other side of town (she also knows this), and one of his biggest pet peeves is being late to things he’s committed to (she knows this extremely well). sharply inhaling through his nose and stomping over to the bedroom door, he’s prepared to tell her again, as patiently and sweetly as he can muster, that she probably looks fine, he loves how she looks all the time, and— just like that, he forgets every word he wants to say. cho glances at him from her spot by the full-length mirror before cocking her head, studying her side view in the reflection. “i dunno, you reckon i should return this?” malcolm clears his throat. steps into the room and sets the keys down on the dresser. “if you’re planning to return that dress in one piece,” he begins slowly, his voice low and his mind made up that seven o’clock dinners are overrated anyway, “it’s probably best that you not wear it right now.”

2. bella luna - jason mraz

'we’re meeting in the heat of a grecian night and it really looks like this summer’s shaping up to be a hot one’ au. the tour is fine. malcolm’s seen so many doric and ionic columns that he could probably sketch them in his sleep, and the group of college architecture students that’s been lumped into his group just never. stop. talking. he scowls, wiping his sleeve across the sheen of sweat along his forehead, and he wonders if it’s not too late to just... ditch. head back to the air-conditioned hotel room his company’s paying for. watch a documentary on european architecture instead. that is, until the woman up front with the long, dark braid promptly turns and politely asks the students if they could give their guide some respect, and malcolm has to snort at that. the woman’s attention shifts to him, catching the sound he makes, and when her gaze settles on him, she’s wearing an inquisitive look, like she’s curious. he straightens at once, his hotel room suddenly the furthest thing from his mind. she smirks. like he said— the tour is fine.

3. hazy - rosi golan

an obliviated au. 👀 december 29, 1998: i felt... strange, coming home this evening. felt weird, almost as if i had forgotten something really important. i had my wand and i had a coat on, but it was like i couldn’t remember where i’d just been. i think i’d been out in the snow too long, though. i have a small headache now, but it’s fine. it’s manageable. not too bad that i have to call off work tomorrow, but i think i’ll go to bed early today.  

[lyraxlestrange]

🎄

7. our muses under the mistletoe

Lyra was stealing a glance at Malcolm when she spotted the plant hovering just above them, growing branches and continuing to spread. It was an invention of Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes, charmed mistletoe which would pursue those paired under it until they kissed. They had been dotted around Diagon Alley in an effort of spreading Christmas spirit. 

“I find it hard to believe that you didn’t simply plant that there,” Lyra said, eyeing the greenery.

[unfadiism]

@mistermalcolmbaddock liked for a starter

“Is it really that hard to believe that a Malfoy can be sorted into another house other than Slytherin? It is not that hard.”

[elenahawthornegryffindor]

Elena swallowed thickly. Her eyes focused on his broad chest. She hid the nerves that threatened to unravel her as she slowly began to unbutton his shirt. Her teeth bruised her lip as she paused between each button. Elena began humming her favorite tune to herself, trying to calm herself.

Her hands steady on Mal's chest as she chanced a look at him slowly, a blush reddening her cheeks. Before she looks away, she takes a breath and begins the melody as she let her fingertips graze his.

You give your hand to me

Then you say hello

And I can hardly speak

My heart is beating so

And anyone can tell

You think you know me well

But you don't know me

Her voice a warm tone as she finishes the phrase of the song.

"So?"

elenahawthornegryffindor​:

Elena arched a brow as she tilted her head gently. “Is that so?” She shifted slight as she contemplated his words. Her heart ached for him. “I would like to know what you like if it’s any consolation. I know it might not mean much coming from a goodie-goodie Gryffindor.” Ellie chuckled under her breath. 

Once she heard his dare, her breath hitching as her mouth seemed to fall open in shock. She didn’t know how to react. Her heart raced as she tried to work through this. How was she going to work through this? she didn’t know if she should chicken out or not. “A-are you s-sure?”

Her hands shaking. She carefully and gingerly got up from the couch. biting her lip, she held her hand out to him. Shivers running through her as she looked him. “Malcolm?”

He nodded at her and watched her stand. At her question, his lips quirked and he slowly nodded. When she called his name and held out her hand, Malcolm grasped her fingers, anchoring him enough so he stood in front of her. He took her hand and placed it on his chest. He raised a brow.

“Elena?”

[losthollowed-archived-blog]

Cramped

Continued from X with @mistermalcolmbaddock

Hazel scoffed. “Hmm, well, I guess you’ll have to wait then,” she said, intentionally grabbing a book off the shelf, not budging an inch, and cracking it open.

[immortalprince-blog1]

@mistermalcolmbaddock || cont.

         he just likes to cause trouble. honestly, camden just likes to be an ASS sometimes. it made things a little more fun. GLANCING around him, the prince purses his lips and makes it appear as though he were CONSIDERING what the other was saying. as if he were thinking it through. licking at his lips, camden turns his attention back to the man, SHRUGGING his shoulders ever so slightly. “ let it crush me. i’ll probably live. ” right he is----------not that this man would know that, but hey... camden DID like to be a pain in the ass.

[sizeisnoguarantee]

@mistermalcolmbaddock

This was bullshit. That is all Ginny could think as she sat on the metal chair in a circle with thirteen strangers. There is a man who is holding back tears as he speaks about his wife who passed a year and a half ago whose name she cannot remember. It is rude, she knows, for her to be paying so little attention to someone who is placing their heart, their soul, and their grief out for display on the chance that doing so will provide a little comfort. And Ginny hopes that Mr. Widower Number 3 gets that solace, but she knew within minutes that this sort of thing was not going to be for her.

The only reason she agreed to come to this support group was to appease Hermione who thought being around others who had suffered a loss such as hers might help her overcome Harry’s passing. For months her sister-in-law had pressed her and finally Ginny reached a level of annoyed enough to give in. It was not only bullshit but it was also awkward. Everyone else in the room had control of their stories—  what to share and when, but the death of Harry Potter had been well documented throughout the wizarding world. The tale of her grief was out there in intimate detail. What more could she share that had not been printed in the Prophet?

When the leader of the group called for a five minute break relief washed over her. Ginny stood, a bit stiff from the uncomfortable chair, and went back to grab some coffee. As she poured too much sugar into the styrofoam cup she could not help but wonder, if she snuck out the nearest exit it would go unnoticed?

[swanqiu]

seasons keep on marching.

@mistermalcolmbaddock

“I’m sorry, miss, but Mister Baddock’s quite booked up. I’m afraid he won’t be able to take any drop-ins until--” a quick shuffling of keys “--three weeks from now.”

Cho’s fingers drummed impatiently as she did her best to give the blonde secretary (whom she definitely did not recognize, where the hell was Katie) an intimidating stare-down. She mustered a somewhat pleasant, tight-lipped smile. “Oh, no, I don’t need a formal appointment. I’m not a client; I’m his wife.”

The blonde secretary raised a brow, seemingly unfazed. Nice try, her look seemed to say. Her smile was just as cloying. “Oh, honey, I wasn’t aware ‘divorcee’ still passed for ‘wife’.”

Were all employees of Baddock Buildings and Design as impossibly witty as their CEO? She wondered how else her reputation preceded her at his company and frowned. Throwing herself into one of the plush chairs in the lobby, Cho crossed her arms over her chest and settled in. “Then I’ll wait for him. Schedule me for his lunch break, if that’s what it takes.”

She drew one leg over the other and folded her hands neatly into her lap. “Let him know for me, would you? One of those little... text chats he likes to use so much.”

[musebluebird]

closed starter @mistermalcolmbaddock based on this

She had tried to ignore his presence, she had really tried to but every time she looked sideways she could see him there, watching her and every time she was on her back it was as if she could feel his eyes fixed on her back. Caitlyn had promised herself when she finally left him that she would never take that road again, that she would never make the same mistake again. Her fiancé was the complete opposite of Malcom to say the least, he had given Caitlyn a bit of peace who was always running. He was calm, kind, caring and supportive and she felt that he could precede exactly what would happen in their relationship, he was predictable and she liked that. Apologizing with the people she was talking to, with a sigh she went out to the garden where she had seen Malcom disappear.“Are you lost?” Caitlyn asked raising her eyebrows and glancing at him briefly drinking from her glass of champagne. 

[unfadiism]

@mistermalcolmbaddock and I plotted a thread

He  better be listening to me about the problem with this project. Amara thought to herself, as she made her way over to Malcolm Baddock’s office. She was holding onto a folder filled with parchments filled with business planning and budgeting for this brand new project that Baddock had come up with.  She was concern about what is going to happen throughout this project and may loose some money because of it. 

She passed several employers along the way, giving them a small smile to each of them and a greeting before arriving at Baddock’s office, knocking on the door and waited to be invited in. 

[hell-like-katie-bell]

Ducking under his hand, she refused eye contact and continued forward. Was it a good idea to show him where her new store was? Probably not but here she was leading the way to her new haunt.

It was further than her old store, and she walked in silence. If Baddock did mention anything, it would've been met with quiet.

A few moments later, she stopped by a fairly modern looking store. With a gesture of her hand, the door unlocked itself before she pushed it aside. "Come on. I'll put on a kettle on for tea. Make yourself comfortable."

KATIECAT!

[maidenxfthemxuntains]

——— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐓 !

▌𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 : Asta Goiddottir ▌𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 :  Widowed in some, single in others ▌𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 :  She’s a shieldmaiden in her main verse, her abilities vary depending on the verse. ▌𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 : Brown ▌𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 : Brown ▌𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘  𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐒 :  Eir Birgersdotttir (Mother, deceased by default), Arne Bosson (Stepfather, deceased by default), Siv (Half sister, deceased by default), Erik Eriksson (Husband, deceased by default), Herald Scensson (Husband, deceased by default), Brynhild Eriksdottir (Deceased by default) ▌𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐒 : She has a cat in some verses, names vary though ▌𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 : Bullies, abusive spouses, rudeness ▌𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒 / 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 : Reading, walking around in woods, photography (modern verses) ▌𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 : Yes ▌𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 :  Yes ▌𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒 :  Distancing herself from people when she thinks they will hurt her. ▌𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐒 : Her mother (in all verses), Lagertha (in main verses) ▌𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 :  Bisexual ▌𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 / 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐒 : She has been married in most verses and had a kid. She would love to get married again and have more kids. ▌𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 :  Losing her family and friends, letting them down too. ▌𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 :  Jeans and t-shirts, sometimes dresses and skirts. ▌𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 : Her friends and family ▌𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒 :  I’m not as tall as you but I will protect you with my life. ▌𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐈𝐄 :  Depends on the pie ▌𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 :  Coffee, mead ▌𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐓 :  The forest ▌𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐌 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐍 :  Lake ▌𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄 : Loyal and honest ▌𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐒 :  Indoors and camping, she can’t choose.

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 :  @murder-popsicle​ and @visixnaryx​ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 : @ncrthernkxng​, @mistermalcolmbaddock​, @screamsfate​, @ladyxredxwolf​, @mybloodisinyourveins​, @thirtnth​, @romxna​, @crazedvikings​ and you! Tag me if you steal please!

[mesmusae]

Me: *sees Mal on the dash*

Me: cheers!

@mistermalcolmbaddock

[entangledvoices-archive]

Ok Guys, so I am tagging a few people in this, because I want you guys to know. Others who happen to come across it, I love you too, and you are free to do this also....

So Basically, I have lately not been enjoying coming on it. Its not you guys, honestly, its not, I just have very little time now, and when I get here, I feel I HAVE to do something, but not always got the energy, or muse, or whatever.

So this blog is going on a BIG Hiatus... possible Deletion, just because I am struggling to find Tumblr fun.

BUT HERE’S THE THING...

I still want to RP.

I have discord, and am happy to rp on that, I have more access to it, and find it easier to rp on there.

So YOU. Yes YOU... tagged or untagged... if you are interested in RPing, or continuing our thread, then Please come bug me and get my discord details.

I have spoken to some of you already, but yeah, Don’t hesitate to ask or IM me or if we already talk on Discord, then tell me, that you want to continue there.

Thanks for understanding lovely people.

@chaoschronicled @dalphahale @draco-theslytherinprince @ericfuckinnorthman @ericthevikingnorthman @huntersxandxangels @jacksonxwhittemorexmiller @lonelybxstards (I know just started following each other, but am interested :D) @mistermalcolmbaddock (both blogs are tagged, i know <3) @putyourbabyfangsaway @quotesravens @runningwithbeastsx @redemptivexheroics​

[swanqiu]

let's take our time to say what we want, use what we got before it’s all gone...

[mesmusae-archived]

1, 8, 9, 10

1) is there a muse that you wish gets more attention?

Given the blog is new and I haven’t used it alot, i’m not sure. But I think it’s gonna be Evie. I also wouldn’t mind more attention for Hazel overall.

8) what is each of your muses otps? notps?

Nat: Bucky, Cap, and Bruce I think most. NOTPs...thanos? idk really?

Feyre: RHYSAND. NOTP: tamlin.

Evie: Sam and Jericho. NOTP: I don’t think I have one. 

Lysandra: Aedion. NOTPs: i don’t know yet

Elide: Lorcan. NOTPs: umm Valg Princes? lol

Luna: HARRY FUCKING POTTER.......that wasn’t casual at all xD Ummm draco, ron, idk. NOTP: i’m not sure

Hazel: Malcom (with @mistermalcolmbaddock​).otherwise i haven’t given it much thought eitherway.

God: I really don’t know xD

Althea: Lucas. But a bit of Pax too. NOTP: The Prime’s son probably

9) why were you drawn to each one of your characters?

Oh man another long one xD

God: IDK i liked the show good Omens, and even though God plays very little in the show, i loved that they kind of implied female with the narration. 

Nat: I love her. And first it was to write with someone else. But even without that there, I love her. Her death was the first time I had ever cried at a movie so yeah.

Feyre: I just....really related to her feeling alone in her family I guess. Also I like her overall growth and arc.

Lysandra: There’s a level of insecurity in Lysandra that I love and appreciate. Also she’s just amazing.

Elide: Again, I think it’s the insecurity. But also i love that she found a family with the witches. Made them her friends.

Evie: Definitely the insecurities and not feeling good enough for her family and just wanting to be loved. I don’t like the same amount of attention that Evie likes, but yeah. Also when she’s pushing to help her friends but at the same time says the wrong thing.

Luna: I’m a ravenclaw, I always loved her. The minimal friends and such. Also I love her

Hazel: I created her so of course there are things in common. xD

Althea: Further on the whole insecurities front.

10) which muse is the most fun to write for?

I don’t really know yet, But i’m sure I’ll learn