the sky is falling down, better run for your life.

this could be heaven, or it could be a curse, the world is shaken, for all i know this could be our last night, our last night, our last night on earth. temperatures rising and the flood's getting worse, my body's shaking.

[alannahpls]

jasonmacmillan.

“Uh huh.  Just let me know when you’re tired.”

“Whatever you say, buddy.”

[alannahpls]

fainuu.

       wizard glasgow was often forgotten during duncan’s summer holiday, in which he preferred to spend time with his family rather than risk running into any of his classmates. that wasn’t working out at ALL, since he had already bumped into pippa carstairs that one time, so he decided to not wait until he was at the diagon alley buying supplies to check out the latest nimbus broomstick. his nose was pressed against the window and his eyes g l i t t e r i n g at the gorgeous broom when he recognized a face too familiar inside the shop. “you got to be shitting me!” he cursed, entering the store. + @alannahpls

Glasgow was a common destination for Alannah during the summer -- it was her dad’s hometown and hence, where a great majority of her family lived. Though, for all her visits, the young witch hadn’t managed to venture out far from her grandfather’s home -- this year she’d make an effort to see more of Glasgow, though often found herself in stores the tiniest bit similar to those back home in London. The little store she was in now oddly reminded her of a store just around the corner from her home, and while Alannah wasn’t necessarily the sentimental type, she was glad for the familiarity. Her little bubble popped soon enough, with an easily recognizable yell -- good old Duncan Fainu’u. Could always be counted on to keep things interesting. “Captain!” the witch greeted, face split in a grin. “You seem... happy to see me.”

[alannahpls]

jasonmacmillan.

“If I recall correctly you’re the one who got tired last time, you just weren’t forced to quit because I had things to do.”

“No idea what you’re talking about, actually.”

[alannahpls]

jasonmacmillan.

“You never did answer my question.”

“Why bother with a score limit? We can just play until you get tired.”

[alannahpls]

jasonmacmillan.

“I’m just that kind.”

“If you say so, buddy.”

[alannahpls]

jasonmacmillan.

“Hey, my dad needed help. I have no regrets about leaving. But nah, I’m all yours today.”

“Wow, really? What did I ever do to get so lucky?”

[alannahpls]

jasonmacmillan.

“So,” Jace started, tossing the quaffle back and forth, “what are we playing to?”

“Depends,” Alannah mused. “Do you have anything you need to do today? And no, I’m still not over the time you had to leave early to go help your dad and no, I’ll never be over it.”

[alannahpls]

vcsquezz.

   nix was three lima lush’s into his summer reading when a shadow cast over his table. he glanced up, eyes squinting to adjust to the change in view as he smiled as the witch standing before him. “um - hi. did you .. i mean, there’s another seat if you want to.. “ he gestured to the vacant chair rather awkwardly, cursing under his breath when he nearly knocked over the latest can of soda he’d been consuming.   { @alannahpls }

Alannah gave a gentle snort at the wizard’s apparent awkwardness -- she genuinely hadn’t meant to make him feel out of sorts, just thought it’d be polite to say hello. “Sure!” the witch sat down in the offered seat, pointedly not mentioning his near-accident. “Sorry for randomly popping in like this, my dad--” she jerked her head back towards the counter, where a graying man was amicably debating with the shop attendant, “is currently embroiled in a bitter battle over what the best cake flavor is and I was getting bored. What are you reading?”

[alannahpls]

blythecarlisle.

      deep breaths, she reminded herself, just before she emerged in diagon alley. her parents had become more insistent than ever about blythe conquering her fears more, especially as they wanted to sell their house & move abroad once she’d graduated, leaving her alone for the first time. she’d have to find her own house, & a job, along with learning to fend for herself. so they wanted her to get used to putting herself  ❛ out there ❜. they’d  b r o k e n  this news to her halfway through her summer, & although by that point she’d already finished her school shopping, she was trying to go out more into the wizarding world as they’d urged her to. she kept to the edge of the street to avoid the hustle & bustle, but it didn’t stop her from bumping into multiple people. after a while, she found herself squatting down in a side alley to escape from it all for a  f e w  moments, hoping that no one would see her. but then she’d knocked over a display cauldron & it had gone rolling into some unsuspecting person’s path. shit.

Okay, maybe she should’ve gone to collect her materials for the new school year a little earlier -- Diagon Alley was practically bursting at the seams with the amount of customers, and Alannah could only see it getting worse as the day progressed -- but she was well-known for her procrastination and truth be told, she didn’t see that changing any time soon. Besides, she did this practically every year and hadn’t turned up to Hogwarts poorly-prepared yet. Though all her effort would’ve been for nothing had she slipped on this cauldron rolling down the walkway, and Alannah thanked her observation skills. The witch shifted her newly-bought textbooks to one arm and leaned down to retrieve the cauldron, momentarily looking around to see where it had fallen from. Once safely back in its original position, Alannah noticed a smaller girl looking utterly horrified nearby and it didn’t take a genius to connect the dots. “Hey, you’re okay. There’s no dents or anything -- just a little scratched up, but that adds character. I’m sure whoever buys it will love it!”

[alannahpls]

jasonmacmillan.

18 July 1988

Reed,

It’s a formal challenge. Of course it had to be submitted in writing.  

So I’ll see you tomorrow then?

Sincerely,

Jace MacMillan

18th of July, 1988.

Macmillan,

I guess I can clear my schedule for you. See you tomorrow, dipshit.

Yours,

Alannah Reed

[alannahpls]

jasonmacmillan.

17 July 1988

Reed, 

You, me, one on one quidditch match.  At your earliest convenience.

Best Regards,

Jace MacMillan

18th of July 1988.

Macmillan,

I truly hate to break it you, but I’m busy all summer. Guess you’ll have to settle with playing with yourself. I mean, you’ll do that anyway, but still.

P.S: We live LITERALLY two blocks apart. Are you just trying to give your owl exercise?

Yours,

Alannah Reed

[nora-moon-deactivated20191216]

lost in my mind || open

[alannahpls]

nora.

Nora looked out the window as the trees raced by. Or, she supposed, as she raced by the trees. Her sixth year at Hogwarts was under her belt and she wasn’t sure how she felt about that. People keep telling her that the end is nigh, and ask her what her plans are for after school. The truth? She honestly didn’t know. While her passion for plants and, really, all living things stays strong, she isn’t really sure what she can do with that. Hogwarts and her home in Romania is all that she’s ever known, and she’s not exactly one to stray into the unknown. She’s a creature of habit. She sighed and looked down at her hands, entwined with a lily she found on her way to the train. She supposed it must mean something, but she isn’t quite sure what. Suddenly, there’s a soft rapping on the compartment door. She jumps in her seat slightly, taken aback by the sudden shove back into reality. Her eyes dart to the door to see who has come to visit her in her quiet lonely compartment.

“Jesus, blondie--” Alannah muttered, observing the blonde’s vaguely alarmed expression. She’d tried to not disturb her too much, but that seemed to come to nothing. “Just looking for a seat, and you seem pretty lonely in here. You mind?” Without waiting for an answer, the witch plonked down on the seat opposite Nora, already quite at home. “So, uh -- what’s got you angsting out the window? And please, if it’s a Ma and Pa don’t love me story, spare me the bullshit. Make up something cool. Or at the very least, something original.”

[alannahpls]

hiya! this prob won’t pop up in the tag yet but i’m lia and this my bb alannah and we’re uber excited to be here. my timezone is literally the worst (good old australia), but i have little-to-no-life so i’ll usually be on whenever i’m not sleeping. if you wanna know a little more about the two of us, just peek down below!

so!!! lia’s just an alias but you can call me tahlia if you prefer (or if some other variation of lia pops up, probs that), i don’t really mind. i was here for a few months maybe two years ago and had to leave bc an Avalanche of rl shit happened, but nikki told me to come back so here i am! i have uni two days a week and work one other day, but i’m usually on through classes and around my shift, so that won’t fuck with my activity too much.

now, the important stuff:

this is alannah! she’s a gryffindor/slytherin hatstall (i did the quiz and everything okay) but obvi familial heritage won out and she’s a happy lil lion. she’s a halfblood with wizard blood from her father, muggle from her mother. her parents divorced when she was around nine and seeing as that was the time alannah’s magic started manifesting, it just made sense to send her off with her dad -- as a result, she’s pretty close with her dad and not at all with her mother.

personality-wise i’d say she can be pretty obnoxious but she’s got a good heart -- just tends to get swept up in whatever she’s passionate about. passion’s a super big thing for her, she’s the type to throw her all into just about anything-- though on the flip side, if what she’s doing doesn’t interest her at all, she’ll completely blow it off and just be kind of a piece of shit about it tbh. 

she likes quidditch! i might take a peek at the quidditch roster and see if there’s a place for her on there when the school year starts back up, but if you wanna get a very excited witch trying to talk your ear off, just bring up quidditch. you’ll be set. 

she’s super protective of her friends and family, though sometimes that can progress to being a little controlling -- it’s not on purpose, she swears, she just... thinks she knows best.

that’s...kind of it. she’s v new, okay, be gentle. 

but yeah, if you wanna plot or anything just give this a like and i’ll pop up in your ims after i have a shower and acquire foods!