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Happy 36th Birthday to the amazing cinnamon roll called Eddie Redmayne. (January 6, 1982)
((Art by me))
Ayy! If you would like to interact with a multifandom, non-selective , indie OC blog you’ve come to the right place.
Mun is 20+ and has been a writer for almost 10 years now.
The muse is mostly fleshed out for quite a few fandom’s. Is also open to interact with other OCS as well.
Please give this a LIKE or REBLOG to get a starter c:
I imagine if Newt Scamander were to ask me to break off my leg for him, I probably would.
“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”
not even risking that shit
scrolled past this, re-evaluated my life, then SCROOOLLLED back up and hit the damn reblog button.
She ain’t no games in real life so I take her serious all the time
Anyone with a name that starts with a “Z”, ends with an “i”, and isn’t some kind of Italian pasta, IS SERIOUS
I’m not climbing no mountain with a pig on my back, 🙅🏽🙅🏾🙅🏿 Negative.
Nope. I know better, have your reblog Madame Zeroni.
who the fuck is Madame Zeroni
Look at these stupid children who don’t know who Madame Zeroni is
Man lissen if you don’t know you better ask somebody AFTER you hit the reblog button
Idk who she is but I have an exam today so I’ll reblog her
idk who she is but i have an exam today so i’ll reblog her
^Haiku^bot^0.4. Sometimes I do stupid things (but I have improved with syllables!). Beep-boop!
Because wise, I am.
Oh fucks no she’s back lmao must reblog. I’m sorry guys
2 million people aren’t wrong
I think I’ve reblogged this 12 times this month. The way my life is going right now I can’t risk it
Every time I see this post I say, “Ah shit”
No…. No… Why, I’ve tried to avoid Madame Zeroni, but she keeps coming back. Am I cursed anyways?
A moment of weakness
My muse is temporarily blind.
Everything had been completely fine when Newt had gone to bed. He’d gone to bed, had a good sleep, and woken up the next morning to… nothing. He couldn’t see anything. Immediately, he rubbed at his eyes, trying to clear away whatever was causing this, but that had no effect. He was blind.
Newt slowly finished up his egg, giving some to Dougal as well. He blinked as he felt something warm and smooth bumping into his hand, but nodded a little at the identification. He carefully took the cup into his hands, thankful for her assistance, and took a sip. “Thank you, Ani.” He said quietly.
"Of course Newt" she helped him finish breakfast and then gently patted his hand. "Any idea of where we could find answers to your current predicament? " she asked. "Maybe a book?,or is there someone we can ask?" She kept her voice calm,even as she felt frustrated for not knowing how to help him,or even if she could.
If you’re having a bad day, just remember that you can say, “Fantastic Beasts 2 comes out this year.”
hope your pets stay healthy in 2017
I almost didn’t blog this and felt guilty
Not risking it
hope ya pets even healthier in 2018
A moment of weakness
My muse is temporarily blind.
Everything had been completely fine when Newt had gone to bed. He’d gone to bed, had a good sleep, and woken up the next morning to… nothing. He couldn’t see anything. Immediately, he rubbed at his eyes, trying to clear away whatever was causing this, but that had no effect. He was blind.
Newt walked slowly, uncertainly, and held onto her securely. Finally, he made it to the couch, and sank into it with a relieved sigh. “Thank you.” He said quietly to her.
“You’re welcome”. She took in a deep breath, then glanced at him, leaning her weight against him slightly as a form of comfort. She pouted, she was not used to caring for others, but she wanted to help in anyway she could. Her stomach rumbled a bit, and she shifted forward. “Are you…hungry?” she asked,knowing it was probably a stupid question but the only thing she could think of. Figuring things out would be easier on a full stomach, at least.
Newt leaned a little into her as well, closing his blind eyes and taking a slow breath. “A little.” He said quietly. “Could… you get Dougal? He can stay with me while you’re up.”
“Of course I can” she patted his back gently, then went to where his case was. Opening it she entered and quickly found the Demiguise, leading him back to Newt before heading to the kitchen to make something for them to eat.
The demiguise slowly climbed into Newt’s lap, and the wizard wrapped his arms around the other. “Hello.” He said quietly to him, taking comfort in the creature’s presence.
Ani made a simple breakfast, boiled eggs and toast figuring cutlery would be more of a hassle to Newt and having very limited cooking skills anyway. After pouring some tea she placed everything on a tray and carried it to the living room, watching as Dougal cuddled Newt,looking up at him with concern.
The young man hadn’t moved much when she returned, still holding onto the demiguise. He turned his head a little towards the sound of her entering, seeming to have started adjusted to being blind already.
Setting the tray on the coffee table in front of them Ani sat next to Newt, folding her legs under her. Carefully peeling the eggs she gently placed one in his hands. “Its a boiled egg” she murmured, not sure if he would need help to bring it to his mouth but preparing to do so just in case. She hated that she was at such a loss for words, instead she traced her fingers over his wrist, trying to convey that she was there for.him and would.help him.
Newt turned his head towards the woman as she sat beside him, and smiled faintly at her. He blinked as he felt something being pressed into his hand, and he nodded at the explanation before taking a bite. “Thank you.” He said quietly.
"You're welcome" she smiled back, even though he couldn't see it. Nibbling on her own egg she eyed the booksheld across the room. Maybe an answer could be found there?. She'd have to check after breakfast.Waiting for Newt to finish the egg she then gently grasped a cup of tea, made sure it wasn't too hot and gently helped him guide it to hid lips. "This is tea" she murmured softly.
Please, like or reblog if you’re a girl and like superheroes or if you think a girl can enjoy superheroes
Trying to prove my grandma a point
The Fantastic Masculinity of Newt Scamander:
“We’ve learned to easily forgive aggression and arrogance in men but to take exceptions at the presence of humility or sensitivity. We are accustomed to seeing men who are quick to violence and slow to diplomacy. Newt is a significant departure from this trend. His version of manhood doesn’t stem from this physical strength or combat skills or feats of daring do or even some preordained mystic destiny like so many other male heroes. He’s sincere, nurturing, emotional, and sensitive. Critically that sensitivity is framed as strength rather than a weakness.”
(707): Remember how we used to say ‘this will be the year I’ll get my shit together!’ and like we stopped doing that because we know that isn’t happening anytime soon.
Like if you’re a non-selective RP blog, OC or Canon.
I need more people to interact with, so don’t be hesitant to give this a like!
Send a symbol for a headcanon about my muse!
😀: When does your muse smile the most?
😬: Has your muse ever had braces?
😁: Does your muse feign happiness a lot?
😂: What makes your muse cry in joy?
😃: What does your muse's smile look like?
😄: Does your muse laugh over their mistakes?
😅: What does your muse do when they goof up?
😆: Who or what makes your muse laugh the most?
😇: Is your muse as pure as an angel?
😉: Is your muse flirty?
😊: What makes your muse blush?
🙂: Can your muse keep a poker face?
😋: What's your muse's sense of humor like?
😌: When does your muse feel most at peace?
😍: What is your muse like when in love?
😘: How does your muse show affection?
😜: Is your muse a commedian?
😎: Is your muse full of themselves?
😏: Is your muse a good liar?
😑: Is your muse able to keep their temper under control? 😒: What does your muse find disgusting?
😳: What embarrasses your muse?
😡: What happens when your muse is furious?
😱: What mortifies your muse?
😨: What does your muse do if something is shockingly disgusting?
👚: What does your muse's casual clothes consist of?
👖: Pants or shorts?
👔: What does your muses' formal attire consist of?
👙: What does your muse's bathing suit look like?
👞: Does your muse like to wear shoes? If so, what kind?
👓: Does your muse wear glasses? If so, what for?
💍: Would your muse ever propose to someone?
Frigid (Open Starter/Anyone can join!)
Another rush of freezing air blew past her, stirring the edges of her cloak and making Ani shiver violently. Her ears flattened against her head, her tail wrapping around her legs in an attempt to warm them. She moved quicker down the street, head ducked against the onslaught of the freezing wind. She didnt.pay much attention to where she was going, she focused more on hopefully getting somewhere warm, fast.
Send ‘a moment of weakness’
and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter. { tw violence }
Your muse is emotionally compromised and breaking down.
My muse is emotionally compromised and breaking down.
Your muse is smashed drunk and incoherent.
My muse is completely drunk and incoherent.
Your muse is tied up (how and why is up to the mun)
My muse is all tied up (how and why is up to the mun)
Your muse is surrounded by thugs up to no good and mine happens to pass by.
My muse is surrounded by thugs up to no good and yours happens upon this.
Your muse is having a vivid nightmare and is shouting out brokenly.
My muse is having a vivid nightmare and is crying out in their sleep.
Your muse is being kept hostage and mine has just rescued them.
My muse is kidnapped and yours has just rescued them.
Your muse has been beaten badly and is in bad shape, mine happens to find them.
My muse is been beaten badly and is in bad shape, yours finds mine in this state.
Your muse falls very ill and continues activities even if they seem on the verge of passing out.
My muse is sick and continues daily routine even though they seem on the verge of passing out.
Your muse is in a frightened or nervous state (why is up to the mun)
My muse is in a frightened or nervous state (why is up to the mun)
Your muse is temporarily blind.
My muse is temporarily blind.
Your muse has suddenly sprained an ankle and can’t walk.
My muse has suddenly sprained an ankle and can’t walk.
Your muse has blackmail over mine.
My muse has blackmail over yours.
Mun chooses.
A moment of weakness
My muse is temporarily blind.
Everything had been completely fine when Newt had gone to bed. He’d gone to bed, had a good sleep, and woken up the next morning to… nothing. He couldn’t see anything. Immediately, he rubbed at his eyes, trying to clear away whatever was causing this, but that had no effect. He was blind.
Newt walked slowly, uncertainly, and held onto her securely. Finally, he made it to the couch, and sank into it with a relieved sigh. “Thank you.” He said quietly to her.
“You’re welcome”. She took in a deep breath, then glanced at him, leaning her weight against him slightly as a form of comfort. She pouted, she was not used to caring for others, but she wanted to help in anyway she could. Her stomach rumbled a bit, and she shifted forward. “Are you…hungry?” she asked,knowing it was probably a stupid question but the only thing she could think of. Figuring things out would be easier on a full stomach, at least.
Newt leaned a little into her as well, closing his blind eyes and taking a slow breath. “A little.” He said quietly. “Could… you get Dougal? He can stay with me while you’re up.”
“Of course I can” she patted his back gently, then went to where his case was. Opening it she entered and quickly found the Demiguise, leading him back to Newt before heading to the kitchen to make something for them to eat.
The demiguise slowly climbed into Newt’s lap, and the wizard wrapped his arms around the other. “Hello.” He said quietly to him, taking comfort in the creature’s presence.
Ani made a simple breakfast, boiled eggs and toast figuring cutlery would be more of a hassle to Newt and having very limited cooking skills anyway. After pouring some tea she placed everything on a tray and carried it to the living room, watching as Dougal cuddled Newt,looking up at him with concern.
The young man hadn’t moved much when she returned, still holding onto the demiguise. He turned his head a little towards the sound of her entering, seeming to have started adjusted to being blind already.
Setting the tray on the coffee table in front of them Ani sat next to Newt, folding her legs under her. Carefully peeling the eggs she gently placed one in his hands. "Its a boiled egg" she murmured, not sure if he would need help to bring it to his mouth but preparing to do so just in case. She hated that she was at such a loss for words, instead she traced her fingers over his wrist, trying to convey that she was there for.him and would.help him.
A moment of weakness
My muse is temporarily blind.
Everything had been completely fine when Newt had gone to bed. He’d gone to bed, had a good sleep, and woken up the next morning to… nothing. He couldn’t see anything. Immediately, he rubbed at his eyes, trying to clear away whatever was causing this, but that had no effect. He was blind.
Newt walked slowly, uncertainly, and held onto her securely. Finally, he made it to the couch, and sank into it with a relieved sigh. “Thank you.” He said quietly to her.
“You’re welcome”. She took in a deep breath, then glanced at him, leaning her weight against him slightly as a form of comfort. She pouted, she was not used to caring for others, but she wanted to help in anyway she could. Her stomach rumbled a bit, and she shifted forward. “Are you…hungry?” she asked,knowing it was probably a stupid question but the only thing she could think of. Figuring things out would be easier on a full stomach, at least.
Newt leaned a little into her as well, closing his blind eyes and taking a slow breath. “A little.” He said quietly. “Could… you get Dougal? He can stay with me while you’re up.”
“Of course I can” she patted his back gently, then went to where his case was. Opening it she entered and quickly found the Demiguise, leading him back to Newt before heading to the kitchen to make something for them to eat.
The demiguise slowly climbed into Newt’s lap, and the wizard wrapped his arms around the other. “Hello.” He said quietly to him, taking comfort in the creature’s presence.
Ani made a simple breakfast, boiled eggs and toast figuring cutlery would be more of a hassle to Newt and having very limited cooking skills anyway. After pouring some tea she placed everything on a tray and carried it to the living room, watching as Dougal cuddled Newt,looking up at him with concern.