ㅤㅤㅤdylan o'brien & zoey deutch as colin & danni in 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗢𝗞𝗔𝗬 ㅤ– ( matching icons ) ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
── 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙪𝙨𝙚: 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚/𝙧𝙚𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜
── don’t clame as your own.
─ credits in @ ᴄᴀᴏᴛɪᴄʜᴜᴍᴀɴ in Twitterㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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ㅤㅤ . . . . ⦃Dylan O'Brien⦄
/ / If you use: @ qrownightmare on twitter.
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In honor of my FAVORITE character, and because of the BEAUTIFUL scene I just wrote with him, here are my packs for the discord server I'm in. And down here, you can find the scene in question. A little bit of context : We're in 2041, inside the Ministry of Magic (Wizarding World of Harry Potter), and Sellon is fighting against an evil poacher that he has been fighting for years with his mentor Tyler. He finally is alone with him and struggling cause Ziad, the dark mage, is stronger than him.
ZIAD : "Tyler? This miserable son of a bitch is sending you to hell instead of coming to burn his wings himself? I'm going to happily throw your head at that bastard and revel in his desperation."
The spell fired before he could even think. Shit, he thought as he still crashed into the dust, I have to shoot, stop thinking. Stop thinking, McGregor. Thinking will kill you. Your strength lies in the way you act when your impulses dominate you. That's how you are the strongest. The same words that had come from his mentor's mouth the first time he held a gun in the face of an unarmed man. This one was armed, and Sellon allowed himself to be manhandled. No way to continue. He planted his fists in the ground, his legs planted, straightening up again, despite the pain, despite the fatigue. It was rage, pure rage that dominated him.
You're wrong.
He got up, with difficulty, because his whole body was screaming, but he was still standing.
I am, and always have been, Tyler's burning wings. I am a Phoenix. He only ever sent me for one single reason. Because he knows that I am unable to die.
Ziad wasn't taking him seriously. Sellon had not cast a single spell. Perfect, he thought, keep underestimating me. He turned quickly, his gesture sharp as a blade, as a vengeful sword. His target was clear, he had his eyes on the wizard.
Sectumsempra !
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