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curiositea :

“Have I ever told you that you are absolutely beautiful and your mind is just as much?” Pandora complimented with a wide smile on her lips. “It is always time to fuck with the Slytherins.” Em had always been in on her plans to make sure to mildly annoy any Slytherins they say and to make their lives a living hell. If they were going to insist on hating her for something as silly as her blood, than Pandora was going to give them a real reason to hate her. “We can stealth you in a bit better if we paint your face up in green and silver. Then when the game starts, it can go to gold and red. But, you gotta get ready to get your ass out of there. I don’t think McGonagall would appreciate blood spilt in Gryffindor’s name.”

“Oh, only once every three months. Otherwise, it’s simply implied.” Em grins, squeezing Pandora’s arm to her chest. “Glad you agree. It’s been far, far too long since our last mess around...” They sighed, full body. Summer had been long, and somewhat tedious, and making fun of Slytherins was a past-time best enjoyed by Em in the sweetspot between their body fully sinking back into being home and the melancholy of summer holidays spent with a family that didn’t really respect her magic. Pandora was always ready to mess with the Slytherins, something Em was always grateful for. “Mhm. That’s what I thought. I can probably transfigure my tie and robe for the occasion, too. I’m quick on my feet. I can be fast. Even if said speed means I don’t always stay exactly on my feet, I am fast. Yeah, you’re right. She’ll probably have my neck if she catches me. Or give me detention for the next year. But hopefully it’ll knock them off course...” 

#i: pandora #i: pandora 001

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it’s  an  echo  ringing  out  in  spite  of  me  [     listen  here.     ]

components of emmeline vance. ft. sleeping at last, olivia rodrigo, the beatles, brittain ashford, birdy,  lauren daigle, phoebe bridgers, lorde & hayley kiyoko.

#revelio.playlist #idfk #this took me all day and night lol

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aniimc:

“favorite ravenclaw? that’s a lot to live up to. not like i’m even the best at homework help or anything like that. i hope you weren’t expecting that anytime soon.” she laughed, she felt she’d been put in ravenclaw because she was rather cerebral but her marks weren’t up to par recently and she found herself not caring much. she had wanted to be a healer at some point but she wasn’t sure that was still her dream. “but you’re welcome, i mean it’s just juice emmeline.” she pointed out.

“sshh. you know i don’t like it when you put yourself down. and no, i wasn’t, but now it’ll be on my mind the next time i’m struggling at study club.” em flashed a smile, obviously teasing mary, as they shuffled a little closer to hear over the raucous conversations taking place down the bench. they sighed, grinning just a tad. “anyway, you’re not my favorite ravenclaw because you’re smart. that’s kind of a prerequisite for you being one anyway. which you are. and don’t bother arguing with me. you, my dear, are my favorite, because you’re as kind and creative as you are headstrong.”

the great hall was loud and bustling with activity, people catching up with friends and planning the rest of their year. mary was happily munching on her food, watching the commotion all around her and happy to be separate from it and in it at the same time. soon enough someone came to sit beside her and she offered them a goblet of pumpkin juice. “i think this one is yours.” she smiled pleasantly, happy to share. 

#i: mary #i: mary 001 #skdfjksdfns #god #this is a bad reply i am so sorry

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𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑     /    @bcjr​.

emmeline burst through the doors of the library, feeling a little like a headless chicken (words she would never, ever express to nearly headless nick, who she had been somewhat fascinated by since first year, for obvious reasons) and ignoring the way pince stared at her, pinched expression as they raised their hand in apology before scrambling down the center of the library. they’d left their three most important textbooks (and a roll of parchment) on the table in the far left corner, the one with the rather large armchair they sometimes took a nap in instead of doing work (hey, who could blame them, that armchair was comfy). they’d almost made it there, before they nearly collided with someone’s chair, clutching their magical beasts textbook to their chest. they spluttered for only a second, teetering on their feet - glad, for once, that they hadn’t fallen and ended up in the hospital wing because they couldn’t stay on their feet. “oh, merlin’s - fucking, sorry. crouch. i didn’t - didn’t see you there.” 

#i: barty #i: barty 001 #me vs being clueless #em in the library? yes a lot #em falling over in the library? also happens a lot

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𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑     /    @curiositea​.

"Hey!” Em caught up with Pandora as they wandered down the corridor towards the entrance that led into the grounds, pulling at her tie and popping her top button open as they abandoned the idea of staying buttoned up when they had a four hour break before Astronomy. Their arm looped through Pandora’s, lips pursed as they began to talk. “I’m thinking about painting my face in Gryffindor colours the next time you play against Slytherin, and sneaking into the stands with a giant charmed sign that’s just filled with colourful compliments for the team when they fly overhead. Does that sound like a good idea to you, or just like I’m trying to stir up shit with the Slytherin’s?”

#i: pandora #i: pandora 001

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𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑     /     @gryffindorcas​.

WARMTH spread through em as they moved up the staircase makeshift picnic basket hanging from her left arm. the first weekend of september at hogwarts always filled them with such joy, and their plans with cas filled them with even more. they’d been through a lot with the gryffindor, from day one, they’d known cas would have their back, and em had promised their self they would never let them down, a promise they fought hard every day to keep. which was exactly why they were prepared to hang around the fat lady until cas got their shoes tied properly. they contented themselves with fussing over the frayed edges of the wicker basket they’d hurriedly shrunk at home, waiting against the unmoving barrier until the portrait swung upon mid word, interrupting the fat lady’s ramble about seeing the hufflepuff again for the third time this week. 

#i: dorcas #i: dorcas 001 #??? what this #idk #em wants her friends to have nice things #if that means they have to drag them out for a picnic??? #then so be it #idfk #feel free to tell me to redo this if you HATE IT

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𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑     /     @regvlusss​

      REGULUS BLACK HAD NEVER BEEN A FRIEND TO EMMELINE - merely a passing figure, someone they’d wander past when working away in the greenhouse’s for extra credit, someone they thought was good - good with plants, smart, even though they tended to ramble aloud to the mandrakes when they were being re-potted. regulus had natural talent, though it had been well over a year since they’d been able to walk near their space without worrying about being accosted for, well, being a muggleborn. still, em felt somewhat as though they could have - and could, now - done, do, more - could have said something, guided them somewhere other than the path their family was, and still is, tugging them down. 

still, the hufflepuff felt a degree of guilt they knew would never fully alleviate when they saw the younger slytherin, despite having no real responsibility towards them whatsoever. the sight of regulus in the prefects cabin on the train hadn’t been a surprise, but their pairing together on the fourth night back certainly was. “ black. looks like we’re on duty together tonight. ” the hufflepuff spoke as they dropped down into the seat next to them in the library, ignoring the way madam pince glanced around with a pinched expression on her face. 

#i: regulus #i: regulus 001 #idk what the hell this is #actually got no clue what i'm doing or saying but vibing w it #??? #idk em also knows sirius so ???? #who knows #what the hell #this is #sdfkndsfkjsdf

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𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑     ——     @despelled​​

     for  someone  as  social  as  emme  ,  the  summer  dragged  &  dragged    ——    sequestered  away  ,  only  permitted  to  bring  out  her  spellbooks  after  sundown  ,  and  never  ,  not  for  a  second  ,  where  their  lao  ye  could  see  them  ,  letters  sent  in  the  dead  of  night  ,  crumpled  ink  &  love  stained  parchment  hidden  under  her  mattress  in  the  torn  fabric  under  the  springs  where  nobody  ever  checked  when  cleaning  their  bedroom  ,  their  owl  only  ever  permitted  to  roam  the  skies  under  moon  &  star  -  light  that  only  ever  reminded  them  just  how  far  away  from  their  safest  place  they  were.  home  -  sick  to  an  almost  insane  degree  ,  they  had  longed  for  hogwarts  ,  for  the  halls  &  friends  family  for  whom  magic  didn’t  stick  to  their  skin  like  an  unwanted  scourge.  they  had  missed  this  place  ,  felt  the  absence  of  the  magic  in  the  walls  deep  in  their  bones  ,  but  even  more  than  that  ,  they  had  missed  the  people.

          it  was  this  ,  that  deep  longing  ,  that  bone  deep  blistering  yearning  ,  they  were  musing  on  when  they  spotted  a  familiar  head  of  hair  at  the  end  of  the  hallway  ,  and  they  were  smiling  before  the  other  had  even  registered  their  presence.          ❝          hey     !          PETTIGREW     !          ❞          they  called  ,  swinging  their  bag  over  their  shoulder  with  a  grin  splitting  their  face  ,  other  hand  raised  in  a  wave  before  bounding  over  ,  arm  flung  around  him  before  there  was  any  time  for  a  protest.  of  course  ,  they  didn’t  put  too  much  stock  in  gossip  ,  but  they’d  heard  there  had  been  some  trouble  with  the  so  -  called  golden  boys  he  hung around with  ,  which  they  had  made  a  mental  note  to  talk  to  sirius  about  (  taking  full  advantage  of  their  friendship  ,  because  ,  well  ,  seeing their friends in pain felt like a knife to their heart  ,  and  the  wave  of  melancholy  they  felt  coming  off  peter  almost  made  it  hard  for  them  to  breathe  ;  even  though  em  had  always  known  they  felt things deeply  ,  somehow  it  always  hurt  more  than  they  expected.  )

          ❝          tell  me  you  got  your  birthday  present  ,  i’ve  been  going  out  of  my  mind  for  the  last  few  weeks  thinking  i’d  gotten  the  wrong  address.          ❞          they  squeezed  round  his  shoulders  ,  half  hanging  from  him  ,  face  upturned  to  smile  at  him.

#i: peter #i: peter 001 #nobody: #em: I AM GOING TO LOVE ON PETER PETTIGREW SO HARD HE HAS NO REASON TO BE SAD ANYMORE #he's gonna be happy or they're gonna lose their Shit #this got so far away from me where the hell is the PLOT #i do not KNOW #em DOES NOT CARE !!!!!! #also when did they meet? #who knows? #not me #sjdkfnsdkf #also cut to me thinking abt how the marauders might have not even sent him anything for his birthday bc of The Fight ???? #em got him covered #feel like they could have met in first year and em juts saw him and went 'you. you will be my friend.' #and skdjfnsdfjkndsfjk #that's it #sdfjksdf

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     emmeline angled their face upwards into the evening sun filtering through the castle windows , lazily wandering down the outer corridor , attempting to refamiliarize herself with some of the more winding corridors and stairways hogwarts was home to. they knew they hadn’t been picked to do their duty as a prefect , patrolling the corridors , at least not that night , but they had finished their first potions essay of the semester , and gravitated out of the huge library in search of something to capture her attention more firmly.  the more they wandered , the more they knew they could not wait until the extracurriculars finally started up again after quidditch tryouts. the sudden shattering of a glass vial the next corridor over made them jump , the bluelish liquid that had splashed near her shoe that was now almost bubbling worrying her more than the initial shattering itself. she slowly waved her wand , murmuring a quick reparo before picking up the vial from the ground. her brows raised , slowly climbing her face as she turned the corner , vial still in hand. rodolphus lestrange. the slytherin keeper , seventh year , member of the same duelling club as her. he could be ruthless , but she knew she could hold her own, even against him. she clears her throat. ❝ lestrange. i think you lost this. unless you’re adding committing attempted destruction of property to your already impressive list of character faults. ❞ 

     frustration was clearly painted across the slytherin’s face as he attempted one more time to correct the error in his formula. once again , he failed. normally potions class was a breeze but that evening something just wasn’t clicking inside of rod’s mind and he couldn’t remember the professor’s exact words. maybe it had to do with the letter he’d received from his mother earlier that week , or with the consistent lack of sleep he’d been experiencing for the past few days , or whatever he was on at the moment  ( he couldn’t remember ) — whatever the reason the constant failure kept playing on the keeper’s mind until he exploded. ❝ ugh … damn this. ❞ the vial flew out of his hand and travelled quite some distance across the empty corridor before it collided with a statue , shattering and spewing blueish liquid in every direction. rod paid no mind to it as he leaned against the wall behind him , momentarily closing his eyes in the hope of calming down. 1 , 2 , 3 …

#i: rodolphus #i: rodolphus 001 #apologies for Her she more than likely does not care for him #lmfao #however i am !!!! #i rarely see rodolphus played so i am <3 #also freddy <3 #i enjoy how it says he's trying to calm down and emmeline has shown up To Make Things Worse #smdfnkjdfn #hilarious to think the cute ass photos i have saved of jessie and freddy could never be emmeline and rodolphus unless there's an au lmfao

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Emmeline didn’t think they’d ever get used to the complete sense of contentment she felt whenever they stepped foot back in Hogwarts, that feeling of finally being home, being reunited with something that had been locked away from them for months. Being back in the Great Hall, students milling together, the teachers chatting, not noticing their houses mixing, Em couldn’t help but feel their heart swell. She was home. Finally home. There were so many familiar faces dotted around the hall, some unfriendly, but most of the ones Emme spotted were some of their favourite people in the entire world. Dropping down beside Mary after shuffling her way up the aisle between their tables, she shot her a smile. “Thank you, Mar. This is why you’re my favourite Ravenclaw.” They quipped, lifting the goblet to their lips.

the great hall was loud and bustling with activity, people catching up with friends and planning the rest of their year. mary was happily munching on her food, watching the commotion all around her and happy to be separate from it and in it at the same time. soon enough someone came to sit beside her and she offered them a goblet of pumpkin juice. “i think this one is yours.” she smiled pleasantly, happy to share. 

#i: mary #i: mary 001 #MY LAPTOP IS WORKING! #MY TUMBLR IS ALLOWING ME TO REBLOG TEXT POSTS! #I AM ALIIIIIIVE! #also yell if you. hate this. #idk thinkin they could have been partners in some class before? #maybe they still are? #all i know is ravenclaws/puffs share classes #i think #bc gryff/slytherins do

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(   *  💀  /  jessie mei li, questioning, she/they )  —  is that emmeline vance i just saw rushing down the corridor? i hear they’re a twenty year old hufflepuff, returning for their sixth school year, but their friends would tell you that they are industrious & compassionate as well as blunt & graceless. if you want to know more about them, i guess i could tell you that they’re muggleborn, and from what i hear, they’re currently allying with the order. when our divination professor looks into their crystal ball, they see: falling asleep studying over open books, split open pomegranates, working under flickering candlelight, casual intimacy between friends, a kitchen full of laughter.

CHARACTER INSPIRATION: Izzie Stevens (Grey’s Anatomy), Callie Torres (Grey’s Anatomy) (+ Sara Ramirez, the they/she icon we all deserve), Kara Danvers (Supergirl), Charles Boyle (Brooklyn 99), Alina Starkov (Shadow and Bone), Janet (Not a Girl) (The Good Place), Penelope Garcia (Criminal Minds).

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Implied Racism.

LINKS: Pinterest. Playlist (Coming Soon).

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒

I N T R O

full name ➵ Emmeline Huan Vance

nicknames ➵ Emmy; Emma; Line; Em; Melly; Melsy; Vance; Hurricane

pronouns ➵ she/they/her/them

birthdate / age ➵ October 24th, 1959, 09:47 am / 20 years old

birthplace ➵ Brighton, East Sussex

childhood home ➵ Unknown home in Brighton, East Sussex — 162 Orchard Croft, Harlow, Essex

current residence ➵ Hogwarts, Scotland

religion ➵ agnostic; paternal grandparents were Methodist ( Protestant ) while maternal grandparents were also Christian

occupation ➵ full - time student at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry

P H Y S I C A L

height ➵ 5 feet, 2 inches / 157.5 cm

weight ➵ 48 kg / 106lb

body type ➵ hourglass shaped figure

hair ➵ dark brown, bordering on black; soft and wavy

eye color ➵ dark brown

dominant hand ➵ right

FC ➵ Jessie Mei Li

voice ➵ Jessie Mei Li

special characteristics ➵

small waist

has a birthmark on her right ankle that looks like an apple

pierced septum

smells of ➵

lavender hand lotion

pomegranate

cardamom, jasmine and orange blossom perfume

E M O T I O N A L

zodiac ➵ scorpio sun (x); sagittarius rising; cancer moon

MBTI ➵ ISFJ (“The Defender”)

positive traits ➵ industrious; compassionate; generous; warmhearted; benevolent; selfless; observant; honest; personable; kind.

negative traits ➵ blunt; graceless; meticulous; well-meaning; impatient; internalizes feelings; oversensitive; tactless; overbearing; clumsy.

likes ➵ Pumpkin pasties; duelling club; laughter; the rush of incoming patients; cooking for friends; Ballycastle Bats; Diagon Alley; being barefoot at the beach; roadtrips; apple juice; hugs from friends; nicknames; vanilla candles; the heat of a boiling cauldron; Sugar Quills; warm sweaters; pizza; pomegranate seeds; cheek kisses; taking photographs; finishing essays early; coffee with milk and two sugars; Queen; Aston Villa; cats

dislikes ➵ spam (the food); apparition; the Daily Prophet; starless nights; Kenmare Kestrels; karaoke; losing bets; skinned knees; snakes; pigeons; the colour fuschia (it’s too bright); ticking clocks; banana flavouring; funerals; Bertie Bott’s Every Flavour Beans; Celestina Warbeck; mayonnaise; blue M&Ms; her lao ye; the word mudblood; leprechauns; fans of Kenmare Kestrels; losing football matches; witch Halloween costumes; rugby

amortentia ➵

birthday cake

fresh mint

old books

orange blossom

M A G I C

blood status ➵ muggleborn

wand ➵ Aspen, dragon heartstring core, 8 inches, hard

wand-quality aspen wood is white and fine-grained, and highly prized by all wand-makers for its stylish resemblance to ivory and its usually outstanding charmwork. The proper owner of the aspen wand is often an accomplished duellist, or destined to be so, for the aspen wand is one of those particularly suited to martial magic. An infamous and secretive eighteenth-century duelling club, which called itself The Silver Spears, was reputed to admit only those who owned aspen wands. In my experience, aspen wand owners are generally strong-minded and determined, more likely than most to be attracted by quests and new orders; this is a wand for revolutionaries.

patronus ➵ Hippo

E D U C A T I O N

Hogwarts class ➵ Hufflepuff, 1981

extracurriculars ➵

Hufflepuff Prefect / September 1979 - June 1981

Herbology Club & Greenhouse Keepers / September 1977 - June 1981

Toothill Duelling Club / September 1979 - June 1981

Wenlock Study Club / September 1979 - June 1981

courses & exams ➵

Ancient Runes - O

Astronomy - E

Charms - O

Defense Against the Dark Arts - O

Herbology - O

History of Magic - O

Muggle Studies - O

Potions - O

Transfiguration - O

Care of Magical Creatures - E

M I S C E L L A N E O U S

health ➵

walnut allergy

hayfever

pets ➵

Jíngyi; the long-eared owl

Shu; the white cat

handwriting ➵ Abuget

F A M I L Y

Deirdre (née Wilkinson) Vance ➵ paternal grandmother; retired nurse; deceased May. 1980

Edward Vance ➵ grandfather; retired soldier and miner; deceased Jan. 1980

Xiulan Wong ( Wong Xiulan ) ➵ maternal grandmother (lao lao); homeschooled; housewife; alive

Da Wong ( Wong Da ) ➵ maternal grandfather (lao ye); homeschooled; shop-owner; alive

Dr. Cillian Vance ➵ father; worked for/with the Red Cross UK (and the Hong Kong Red Cross); alive

Mei (née Wong) Vance ➵ mother; teaching assistant; alive

𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌

emmeline had always known they were different. at first, it was because of her skin, the way she looked and spoke and could never find anyone to play with on the playground, her chinese middle name and her lao lao being the one to pick her up from school every morning. she would cry to her mother at night, cling to her arms like they were the port keeping her safe from the storm, and listen to her father sing, voice warm and tender as she drifted to sleep, but she never got the answers for why she was treated differently — never got answers for why she was the only non-white child in her school, never got answers for why they hated her so much, hated her existence. but she weathered through primary school, finding her footing in secondary school with her only friend, aisha, who never cared that she was different, that sometimes she could do things that nobody else seemed able to do, that she’d been encouraged to always tell the truth, nothing but the truth, that sometimes she’d say things that hurt, things that stung even though she never meant for them to.

for a while, the feeling of being wholly different faded, or at least, emmeline didn’t notice it quite so prominently anymore, and then suddenly it appeared again — but this time it had been because she didn’t know if she always felt like a girl. not a girl in the traditional sense, anyway, not some days. she liked dresses and fancy heeled shoes and tiaras, but found herself equally at home in plaid shirts and her father’s way-too-big suit jacket and kicking around a football, and for a half-asian barely a teenage… person (she’s still working on it), suspended constantly between two identities, it confused them (even though they’re perfectly aware now that those things are superficial, but the feeling still remains). the only person they ever talked to about it back then was aisha — their lifeline, their best friend, the one their parents reluctantly approved of because they had been so lonely for so long. while aisha was crushing on boys, sweaty and loud and just this side of too teasing, and starting to wear makeup and changing herself, emmeline was trying to find where she fit in, trying to understand who she was, who she is, why they feel so different.

in the midst of all that, emmeline’s letter to hogwarts came. just another difference for emmeline to feel, the knowledge that they have magic was unexpected and tore her family in two. the family she loved - her mother, her father, her lao lao and lao ye, and granny and pops - all had differing opinions on whether or not to accept it, whether or not to send them to school and deal with the fact, up front, that emmeline was, and always would be, special. in the end, emmeline’s pops snuck her out, following instructions from a professor mcgonagall, to find diagon alley, the place where emmeline suddenly felt she fit in. she could feel the magic in the air, could feel it almost crackling in the space around her, almost inviting her in. of course, it took some time — a little too much time, really — to buy everything she needed, and when she cried into her ice cream on the way home, overwhelmed and tired and feeling so many things, he was the one who held her all the way home. 

he and their granny were the only ones there to send them off the hogwarts that first year, their parents reluctant to accept anything so unnatural about their child, but emmeline hardly cared at the time (even though it hit them later that night and they sobbed into their pillow), too excited to remember to even wave, too excited to remember to cry because she was leaving behind the only friend she’d ever truly known, and when they saw hogwarts, that castle appearing, they just knew. they were home. she knows, after years and years of being torn between two identities on so many different fronts, that people aren’y happy she’s here, happy she has magic, happy she calls this place her home away from home, that she laughs loud at the hufflepuff table and wears yellow and black face paint for quidditch matches and tried out for the muggle football team, but there’s nothing they can say to change who she is, her pride in the blood flowing through her veins, in the magic at her fingertips. emmeline’s always known they’re different, but having magic, being home at hogwarts, is the first time she’s ever felt proud to be so.

#revelio.intro #emmeline; #god this is actually a mess but i am way too tired to deal with it #SDFKJDSF #so! here's. something ig. i'll decide if i hate this after i pass out and wake up tomorrow lmfao #implied racism cw #racism cw #i guess???? #it's mentioned so briefly. #but #better safe than sorry

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JESSIE MEI LI photographed by Alex Ingram for The Laterals (S/S 2021)

#gpoy; #an Icon

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ultimate top ten ships meme → grey’s anatomy ships (as voted by my followers) #9. mark/callie “We’re a family… sort of. And we’re doctors, and we’re best friends, and we’re good people.”

#wanted connection; #me crawling the walls: GIVE ME A MALLIE INSPIRED BROTP #aka people that hooked up in the past and are now like????? family super close best friends type family

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Send me ‘HC’ + a word and I’ll tell you a headcanon about my muse(s) based on it.

#memes;

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#wanted connection;

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The Three Amigos

#wanted connection;

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#wanted connection; #just. i had this tagged as remus and edgar and i am cryng abt it 2day