♕ people underneath

◤ aurelius . halfblood . ootp ◢ he says, ❝ oh, baby girl, you know we're gonna be legends i'm the king and you're the queen and we will stumble through heaven if there's a light at the end, it's just the { s u n } in your eyes i know you wanna go to heaven but you're human tonight. ❞ and i've been sitting at the bottom of a swimming pool for a while now, { d r o w n i n g } my thoughts out with the ◤ sounds ◢

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musingxmemes:

bold what applies to your muse: angst edition

feel free to add more questions/options of your own!

1) when reacting to extreme pain or trauma (inflicted on THEMSELVES) your muse feels;

helpless | angry | afraid | shocked | defeated | detached | unreal | nothing

2) when reacting to extreme pain or trauma (inflicted on OTHERS) your muse feels;

helpless | angry | afraid | shocked | defeated | detached | unreal | nothing

3) in a life-and-death situation, your muse would;

save themselves first | risk their life for someone else | risk their life only for someone they care about

4) has your muse done any of the things mentioned in the third question (above) and regretted it?

yes | no

5) has your muse ever;

lost a loved one | lost a family member | personally seen someone close to them die | personally seen someone close to them commit suicide | attempted to/successfully committed an act of suicide | been in a war

6) regarding past trauma, your muse is;

indifferent to it | sensitive about it | keeping it bottled up | insecure about it | afraid of others finding out about it | accepting of it

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hcro:

bold any fears that apply to your muse!!! italicize what makes them uncomfortable!!! (and add your own if they aren’t listed)

the dark | fire | open water (sea/ocean) | (any) deep water | being alone | crowded/enclosed spaces (agoraphobia) | confined spaces (claustrophobia) | change | failure | war | being controlled/lack of free will | prison | blood | drowning | suffocation | public speaking | natural animals (any kind) | supernatural monster/animals (any kind) | heights | death/dying | intimacy | rejection | abandonment | the unknown | the future | not being good enough | scary stories | talking to new people | poverty | loud noises | being touched | powerlessness

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CHARACTER FLAWS MEME.

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undynememes:

bold flaws your character has / italicise ones they used to have, or have partially. feel free to add more.

absent-minded / abusive / addicted / aimless / alcoholic / aloof / anxious / arrogant / audacious / has bad habits / bigmouthed / bigoted / blunt / bold / callous / childish / cruel / cursed / dependent / dishonest / disloyal / disturbed / dubious / egotistical / envious / erratic / fanatical / fickle / fierce / finicky / flirty / gluttonous / gruff / gullible / hedonistic / humourless / hypocritical / idiotic / ignorant / illiterate / immature / impatient / impious / impish / incompetent / indecisive / indifferent / infamous / intolerant / judgemental / lazy / lewd / liar / lustful / masochistic / meddlesome / meek / megalomanic / naïve / nosey / obsessive / oppressive / overambitious / overemotional / overprotective / overzealous / paranoid / peevish / perfectionist / pessimistic / phobic / rebellious / reckless / remorseless / rigorous / sadistic / sarcastic / sceptic / seducer / selfish / self-martyr / self-righteous / senile / shallow / smart ass / solemn / spineless / spiteful / spoiled / squeamish / stubborn / superstitious / tactless / temperamental / theatrical / timid / tongue-tied / unlucky / unpredictable / untrustworthy / vain / weak-willed / withdrawn

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takexshelter:

SEND ME A SYMBOL FOR ANGST;

☔: my muses reaction to opening their front door and seeing yours drenched in rain

⚡: how my muse calms yours in a lightening storm while they’re pulled over on the side of the road

☆: my muse comforting yours while they get a tattoo

☏: my muse’s reaction to getting a phone call from the hospital about your muse

☯: what my muse says to yours after they haven’t spoken for five hours since a fight

✏: my muse’s letter to yours that they left after they passed away

⚰: my muse’s reaction to watching yours die from afar

✿: my muse’s reaction to leaving a cut on your muse’s body

♒: my muse’s reaction to finding your muse bruised and beaten on their doorstep

⚈: my muse’s reaction to finding drugs in your muse’s handbag

✺: my muse protecting yours from a sleaze at the club

☠: my muse’s reaction to being told that your muse is missing, and presumed dead

☺: my muse finding yours on the side of the road, hours away from home

✖: the last thing my muse says to yours before leaving for good

⌛: the voicemail my muse leaves on your phone when your muse hasn’t been heard from for the fifth night this week

☕: my muse comforting yours after the death of a loved one

⚱: my muse’s reaction to waking up to yours muse, beaten by mine, but my muse has no recollection of the night before

☉: my muse’s reaction to finding yours in a public bathroom, drugged and almost unconscious

[musingxmemes]

&& –– You could have it all ,                                my empire of dirt.

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musingxmemes:

bold what applies to your muse: strengths vs. weaknesses!

&& [[ BONUS: put a STRIKE THROUGH each trait that they USED to have, but have unlearned due to character development, trauma, etc. - feel free to add more! ]]

s t r e n g t h s :

caring | merciful | brave | determined | forward | flexible | cheerful | wise | clever | humorous | spirited | lighthearted | mature | strong | sentient | generous | loving | calm | calculative | rational | unselfish | controlled | tactful | nurturing | protective | independent

w e a k n e s s e s :

panicky | cowardly | unthoughtful | rash | stubborn | intransigent | negative | temperamental | scatterbrained | grim | dull | unwise | unstable | weak | irrational | awkward | greedy | over-protective | over-sensitive | rude | selfish | explosive | tactless | clingy

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i’m about to go see silence because i am very curious and movies are my jam, so i’ll reply to my replies when i get back! <3

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domweasley:

Dominique couldn’t tell you what drew her to the forest that day. She wasn’t one for nature, and the eerie sounds of branches crackling and birds rustling in the trees gave her an odd feeling of being watched. Despite the thick wool jacket and the scarf wrapped tightly around her neck, Dominique shivered in the cold. Five more minutes. She told herself. Then she’d try and find her way back out. What if she actually ended up lost in here? Her wand was in her pocket so she wouldn’t die from the cold. But what about food? Though she could hear the birds - or at least she assumed they were birds, she couldn’t see them. Would she try accio bird? Would that even work? And if so, then what would she do? Her thoughts trailed on, how did Muggles do stuff like this without magic? She was so lost in thought that the blonde hadn’t noticed she was not alone. 

dominique. he very nearly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her, but paranoia crept over him, began to suffocate him. “why didn’t you call out?” aurelius said, his words gruff and tight. she had startled him. in what had been a fraction of a second, she had appeared out of the forest, features nearly intermingling with the woods around them. “i thought i was alone.” it was only then that he lowered his wand, and it was another moment still before he tucked it away. aurelius observed her, saw the way she held herself and noticing the tremor of her body. had he startled her more than she him? or was the wind getting to her, biting at her skin much in the same manner it nipped at his own. “what are you doing out here?” he inquired, green eyes narrowing a fraction, the curiosity evident in his gaze. 

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healcr:

scorpius pulled the waxed jacket around himself, woolen sleeves of his jumper slipping down over his hands, bone white and veined blue with the chill. there wasn’t a piece of clothing he owned that hadn’t been passed to him from someone else, a random assortment of layered garments sizes too big that drove lily positively barmy. four pairs of socks padded out the combat boots laced tight to his feet, the leaves were frosted with the mid-january cold that seemed to pervade no matter the time of day and crunched satisfyingly beneath him. alone in the woods, like the beginning of every cautionary tale ever told but also one of the only times he could truly breathe. a soft murmur sounded through the branches and it was most certainly not the wind, in a second he slipped behind the comforting mass of a tree trunk. peeking around only for a moment. aurelius. “faire de nouveaux amis, je vois!” he called before sauntering out, a lopsided grin on his mouth.

a breath escaped him, relief washing over him and causing his shoulders to relax. “je suis content que ce soit vous. j'étais inquiet,” aurelius returned, lowering his wand and tucking it into the inside pocket of his threadbare coat. aurelius crossed his arms, the softest of breezes feeling harsh. he had not dressed properly for the weather, though he could not much afford to in these circumstances. “est-ce que vous me suivez?” it was not an accusation; as he spoke, the edges of aurelius’s lips quirked into the beginnings of a smile. he meandered towards scorpius, the soft leather of his boots crunching leaves. “je devais partir. tout le monde est si sombre ces derniers temps.” aurelius stopped a few feet away, lingering by another tree that had clearly seen better days. he leaned his shoulder against it, the unruly mop of curls atop his head grazing the bark, attracting minuscule pieces of nature. “everything here is dead. the trees, the grass, the leaves — ” aurelius’s jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing a fraction, expression hardening, “ — us.”

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the forest was silent, still in such a way that meant death had crept in and taken hold. aurelius had wandered off to be alone, but with the foreboding trees towering around him, he began to doubt his actions. the bitter cold sank into his bones, making an old wound in his knee ache, and it was with twisted amusement that he realized war had made him old, had broken him. “and now it has broken you,” he whispered, reaching out to touch the bark of the tree, fingertips gliding over the rough surface. “or maybe you don’t even see it, the war waged around your roots.” his teeth grazed his bottom lip, sinking into the soft, pink flesh. he heard the crunch of leaves and whipped around, his wand in hand, green eyes frantically darting about. had it been an animal? did animals still inhabit these woods? not daring to speak, aurelius stood, knuckles whitening the tighter he gripped his wand, the only comfort that remained to him.

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ASTROLOGY (information set)  —  SCORPIO

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✧ who's your favorite person in the order?

“that seems a bit juvenile, doesn’t it?” aurelius smiled, a brief flash of white teeth visible before he glanced away, thoughtful. “i suppose i get on well with scorpius. i prefer his company because he doesn’t always have to be company, if you get what i mean. but it varies depending on my mood, i suppose. sometimes i just want to be alone, other times i have to fight lily to keep her away from the stove — truthfully? i’m afraid to call any of them my best anything, or my favorite anything, because if something would happen to them…” he trailed off, leaving the words hanging, the unmentioned threat acknowledged.

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✧ have you ever been in a relationship?

he hesitated, and it was with a flush to his cheeks and a reddening of his ears that he said, “when i was in france, i had a romance one spring with a muggle boy. i don’t know if i could consider it to be a proper relationship, though. we never really discussed it, and it wasn’t long after that that my father made us relocate to a different part of france. he didn’t like to spend too much time in one area, you see.”

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✧ do you find any death eaters attractive?

“attractive?” he spat, and it was with a roll of his eyes that he continued, “i wouldn’t touch a death eater if somebody promised to give me ten galleons. personally, thinking of death eaters incites disgust within me — nothing more, nothing less. how could you want to be with someone who feels inclined to persecute specific groups of magical people just because they can? the ideology alone is disgusting enough, and let’s face it, a majority of them look like they’ve caught a nasty case of dragon pox.”

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✧ how do you expect to avenge your father when you haven't gotten anywhere in two years?

it was with shame that aurelius looked away, his green hues focusing on a point in space visible only to him. “you know nothing about that — ” he rasped, an anguished expression crossing his features. “about my father, or the death eater — you know nothing about it so fuck off. i — ” the veritaserum made his tongue feel heavy as lead, and though he grit his teeth in an effort to keep from saying it, he admitted in a low whisper, “i’m still too weak.”

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✧ would you ever betray the order?

a sneer curled at the corners of his lips. the thought alone was so preposterous that a cold, harsh bark of laughter escaped him. perhaps for the question it was improper, but aurelius was loathe to even try to imagine a situation in which he would consider betraying the order of the phoenix. “i would never betray them — any of them. they’ve given me a home, a place to belong. why would i ever want to make them mistrust me? i would rather die than betray them.”

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✧ put this symbol and a question into my ask box for what my character would say in response while under veritaserum.