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[align=right]color=#5E7D7E][size=10]☭Pureblood ☭Single ☭Tattoo artist at All or Nothing ☭Older Brother[/size][/color][/align]

[align=center][color=dimgray]My background story is not that extravagant. I was born to a family of blood purist from the Irish Isle but lived primarily on the outskirts of London. I was the oldest, just about three years older than my younger brother, and we are their only children. Apparently my mother had some complications Niall which led to her never being able to conceive to term afterwards. This wasn't that much of a bad thing to my parents apparently since they had one son to take over for one family and another to take over the others. Whatever. I'm not exactly the prodigal son my parents wanted or expected me to be; sure I was sorted into Slytherin like most of my forefathers, while I wasn't the top in all my classes I was in the ones that mattered (to me anyway) and I had a flair for business. [/color]

But I was also rebellious; I argued with my father over his purist views not agreeing with any of it, I didn't want to marry some beautiful heiress they had picked out for me, I slept with anyone of my choosing male or female. And sometimes if I was brave I would parade my conquest the next morning at breakfast, I think I can count on one hand how many shades of red my father turned each time it happened. I got tattoo's, I hung out at muggle places, wore muggle clothing, did muggle things, it was practically the ultimate smack in my parents face. There only saving grace was my little brother who was everything I wasn't: smart, obedient, loyal, gracious, had all the right mannerisms, however even he wasn't perfect. He was sorted into Hufflepuff, first one in like three centuries I think, and just like his older brother didn't believe the pureblooded hype either. Not that he told them, I swear I made it so obvious about him I was practically tap dancing naked but they still never caught on. Not until he told them he didn't want to be on the school board or Wizengamot like they were but instead wanted to be a mind healer.

[color=dimgray][i]That broke them. I was just about to graduate, about a month away, when he told them and they flipped all types of s**t swearing up and down that if one of us didn't stop our nonsense then we would both be disowned. I stood my ground and I helped (forced) my brother to stand his and nearly three weeks later both were dead. Don't look at me I didn't do it! Apparently my father had been dealing in the muggle black market (go figures right?) and he was missing on some loans and they came while me and my brother were still at Hogwarts and well....bada bing bada boom as the muggles say. Someone from the ministry found them after about a week since they weren't coming to work and the fall out was not pretty. I went from heir to Lord overnight and me and my brother were parent-less (I never liked the term "orphan," makes it seem like I'm flipping Annie or Oliver Twist). I stayed in the manor long enough to get most of the affairs in order (I didn't want those muggles after me!) and ensured my brother was good at Hogwarts. By the time he graduated I had either sold or given away a good chunk of our gold and items from the family vault to pay off my father's muggle debts and my mother's sick addiction to shopping. I had always hated the manor, too many bad memories and too much coldness didn't make me think twice to sell it and place all the paintings and furnishings into storage. Once Niall graduated I moved us both to a smaller plot that we inherited from a great-great aunt. We've been living here ever since. [/i][/color][/align]

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[align=right][color=#5E7D7E][size=10]☭Pureblood ☭Single ☭Tattoo artist at All or Nothing ☭Older Brother[/size][/color][/align]

[align=center][color=dimgray]My background story is not that extravagant. I was born to a family of blood purist from the Irish Isle but lived primarily on the outskirts of London. I was the oldest, just about three years older than my younger brother, and we are their only children. Apparently my mother had some complications Niall which led to her never being able to conceive to term afterwards. This wasn't that much of a bad thing to my parents apparently since they had one son to take over for one family and another to take over the others. Whatever. I'm not exactly the prodigal son my parents wanted or expected me to be; sure I was sorted into Slytherin like most of my forefathers, while I wasn't the top in all my classes I was in the ones that mattered (to me anyway) and I had a flair for business. [/color]

But I was also rebellious; I argued with my father over his purist views not agreeing with any of it, I didn't want to marry some beautiful heiress they had picked out for me, I slept with anyone of my choosing male or female. And sometimes if I was brave I would parade my conquest the next morning at breakfast, I think I can count on one hand how many shades of red my father turned each time it happened. I got tattoo's, I hung out at muggle places, wore muggle clothing, did muggle things, it was practically the ultimate smack in my parents face. There only saving grace was my little brother who was everything I wasn't: smart, obedient, loyal, gracious, had all the right mannerisms, however even he wasn't perfect. He was sorted into Hufflepuff, first one in like three centuries I think, and just like his older brother didn't believe the pureblooded hype either. Not that he told them, I swear I made it so obvious about him I was practically tap dancing naked but they still never caught on. Not until he told them he didn't want to be on the school board or Wizengamot like they were but instead wanted to be a mind healer.

[color=dimgray][i]That broke them. I was just about to graduate, about a month away, when he told them and they flipped all types of s**t swearing up and down that if one of us didn't stop our nonsense then we would both be disowned. I stood my ground and I helped (forced) my brother to stand his and nearly three weeks later both were dead. Don't look at me I didn't do it! Apparently my father had been dealing in the muggle black market (go figures right?) and he was missing on some loans and they came while me and my brother were still at Hogwarts and well....bada bing bada boom as the muggles say. Someone from the ministry found them after about a week since they weren't coming to work and the fall out was not pretty. I went from heir to Lord overnight and me and my brother were parent-less (I never liked the term "orphan," makes it seem like I'm flipping Annie or Oliver Twist). I stayed in the manor long enough to get most of the affairs in order (I didn't want those muggles after me!) and ensured my brother was good at Hogwarts. By the time he graduated I had either sold or given away a good chunk of our gold and items from the family vault to pay off my father's muggle debts and my mother's sick addiction to shopping. I had always hated the manor, too many bad memories and too much coldness didn't make me think twice to sell it and place all the paintings and furnishings into storage. Once Niall graduated I moved us both to a smaller plot that we inherited from a great-great aunt. We've been living here ever since. [/i][/color][/align]


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[align=left][color=slategray]Single☰Pureblood☰Younger Brother☰[/color][/align]

[align=center][color=#737CA1][size=9]Coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all[/size][/color][/align]
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[align=right][size=10]{Where~
With~
Why~
Thoughts~}[/size][/align]
[align=center][size=9]Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
Cause I'm Mr Brightside[/size][/align]

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[align=right][size=11][color=forestgreen]BD: Ghoul Task Force ✕ Halfblood ✕ Slytherin Alumni[/color] [/size][/align]

[list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list]My background story is not long so don't get comfy. I grew up being raised by my old biddie of a Grandma who was a fierce old broad. Couldn't walk two feet without that cane of hers but could whip a shoe and hit me dead in the face from anywhere in the house. She told me my parents died when I was just a babe and left me with her and I never questioned it. We lived in a muggle neighborhood and she was muggle and she thought I was too until I turned eleven and a freakin' owl showed up in my cereal like the damned rat belonged there. She was surprised that I was magical even though her own daughter was (as was apparently my old man) and I was flipping s**t because all that stuff I thought I imagined was actually real. Although it did seem cooler to me that my magic shrunk Margery Orven's mouth when she was calling me "Little Orphan Annie" rather than her having an allergic reaction to pollen. Anyway, this stiff gent came by later that day to basically say "Welcome to the Wizarding World, get your s**t Together and Ship Out!" Well, he didn't actually say that, I'm pretty sure when I cursed in front of him and Gran he had a mild aneurysm. After he left my Gran decided to tell me the truth about my parents which I sorta wish she hadn't. It was better thinking of these faceless beings who were killed well before their time than one whore who got in over her head with a married man and jumped ship.

[color=#668014][b]My mother was a muggleborn and got her letter just the same way as I did and was sorted into Ravenclaw yadayada fast forward she was working in the ministry which is where she met my father. Who was married. Not that it stopped the pair of them from humping like bunnies but what can you do? Well, like all adultery it had to end and this just happened to end in my conception. He said get rid of it, she said "eff you", he said "it won't carry my name and I'll disown it", she said "well fine it'll have my name and I'll raise it" blahblahblah. Either way it didn't matter since a few days after I was born my mother dropped me off at her mothers and was never heard from again. My old man neither. Fast forward, I got sorted into Slytherin, dealt with any little ankle biters that thought they could push me around just because I wasn't "pure" like them. Fast foward again to my second year and I hear about this kid named Hughes, which was the same last name as the old fart who donated his genetics. So I wrote my Gran and we assumed that he might just be a cousin or second cousin or whatever but I never told him that. Not to spare his feelings but mainly because I didn't care. Those people never did nothing for me, not even a name, so why the ******** should I claim a kid I've never met as my cousin? But the kid turned out to be alright, even his younger geeky brother was alright once you got passed his general puffiness.[/b][/color]

[i]'Blahblahblah, I graduated, I got a job, I moved out of my Gran's, life was sweet. And then I get this thing in the mail that my old man kicked the bucket of natural causes leaving his estate to his wife (his young hot wife that he got after his old flabby one died), and his kids, including me surprise of all surprises. It wasn't much really. Some money to not tell the press about me and my egg cooker, and house of my choosing out of his lot. Which I found out wasn't much considering his brother's kids ended up selling a lot of s**t to pay for their own parent's mistakes. Looks like that whole side of the family was a bag of dicks. I just took the money and put it in my vault for a rainy day or some s**t like that, I wasn't turning down that much moola unless I was brain dead. And then a year after my Gran slips and falls and busts something important (interior vascular I don't know that medical ********) fact was she was there and then she wasn't. In her will she left me pretty much everything, including the house and a note that I get to know my cousins since they were innocent in the madness that was my life. I couldn't bring myself to sell her house, she raised two Molloys in that place, it held memories to the old gal, so I kept it and gutted the thing for family stuff and rent it to people. And as far as kindling some familial love with my cousins, I'll see where the chips lay. '[/i][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list]

[align=center][size=10][u]Taken by Richard Drage[/u][/size]

[size=9][b]Break[/b] away from [i]everybody[/i]
[b]Break[/b] away from [i]everything[/i]
If you can’t [u]stand[/u] the way
This place is
[b]Take[/b] [u]yourself[/u] to [b][i]higher places[/i][/b][/size][/align]