diarycrux:

A   M U R D E R   O F   C R O W S | an AU dramione fanmix

She imagined a place where she was out of reach, far away from the greedy hands that made her feel cheap and dirty with each grab at her body. Like a murder of crows to meat, they flocked around her as she danced, tossing coins at her feet or tucking them into the lacy undergarments she wore, contaminating her skin with their touch and making it crawl. She closed her eyes at the wave of nausea stemming from their lascivious leers, the throbbing music, and the sweet, cloying scent of cigarette smoke that threatened to fill her lungs and suffocate her slowly. She imagined a thick castle wall between her and the specter of a man who watched intently from the shadows, hiding the view of her exposed body from the piercing silver eyes that raked her smooth curves possessively and darkened with lust for every reluctant sway of her hips.

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babynora1983:

Lord and Lady Malfoy

anastaisha-paul:

And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
Get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could (c) Placebo - Running Up That Hill.

thegirlincendio:

“I hope my head doesn’t get very big. I’m just going to keep my feet
on the ground, stick to friends and family and try and lead a normal life.”