let's see, shall we?

all i know is a hopeless place that flows with the blood of my kin

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delorarosier:

Delora rolled her eyes, turning back to the shelves. If she was on edge it was because she was overwhelmed. The workload only got larger each year and her lack of skill in most areas of magic always became most apparent to her within the first couple of months of each new years. It was frustrating, not to mention exhausting, trying to find a way to push through. “I’m fine. I just like a quiet library.” Her words were clipped as she grabbed her book, turning back to Rose. “It’s just courteous.” 

“I get that” Rose smiled, although in her mind she still insisted she hadn’t made that much noise at all, but ultimately, she knew it was hardly worth an argument or to mention it at all. “Is a particular subject giving you grievance?” she asked. It was quite late in the evening and Delora seemed a bit tired, at least to Rose. 

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lucyblacklist:

Lucretia pulled her robes around her tighter as she walked into the oncoming breeze, paying more attention looking at the ground, trying to walk with one foot perfectly in front of another, rather than looking forward. The water lilies were still blooming the week before and she’d wanted to check if they still were or if winter had taken them away from her already, but a different flower peaked her interest as she approached the lake. Ditching the lilies, she made a b-line for the blonde, “Hey, hi, hello, Rosie-pose.” She sang, “You’re not in art, are you?”

Rose turned towards the girl and quickly closed her journal, gently pressing it up against her chest. “Oh, hey Lucy.” she greeted her. Rose tried her best to smile and look genuine, attempting to hide the slight awkwardness she felt. Still unsure about how she should act around the girl, Rose decided to simply reduce her usual friendliness to a simple politeness. “Not really. I only scribble. Well enough to tell what it is. Not good enough to be a real drawing.” she chuckled “What are you doing up so early?” 

[ellefanningplace]

Sofia Coppola: "Working with Elle is always a pleasure. It was fun to see her walking around in those frilly skirts.“

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a body headcanon

rose bruised like a peach. rather unfortunate, since in her sleepiness each morning, she managed to bump her leg in the bed each time. people have sometimes questioned the numerous bruises on her legs, which always made her laugh, since it was obvious they thought the cause was a more serious than her sensitivity and morning clumsiness. 

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happiness headcanon 😊

her cat makes her way too happy

rose does feel a bit silly about how attached she is to her cat, but she just can’t help it. sometimes she does doubt if jane is even a cat at all, as all she does is lie down on her bed, snuggle, or sleep. she is basically a plush toy, but rose always feels better after cuddling her and hearing her monotone purrs. 

when she is way too happy, she loses control of her words

as much as she wishes to be eloquent at all times, when she is overcome by happiness, rose forgets words, repeats herself way too many times and she confuses names, people, places, etc. it’s adorable in a way, but also embarrassing.

she hasn’t felt happy in a while

rose had a dream a few weeks ago that she got a letter from her mother and that her father has woken up and is well. naturally, since then each time her owl came her heart beat faster and faster. but there were never any news. she knew that the day she got a letter from her mother it would either make her crumble in tears, or burst out in joy. 

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Her heart jumped into her throat and she spun around quickly, forgetting the book she was looking at when the clatter behind her became overwhelming. “You are in a library!” she hissed out the words angrily but kept her voice down all the same.

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Rose had simply been flipping through an old newspaper, perhaps the noise from the pages echoing a bit louder than usual, as the library was nearly empty and there was hardly any sound coming from anywhere else, plus she was looking for a specific article, so she was going through the paper quite rapidly. “Sorry.” she looked up “I was hardly making noise, though, you seem a bit on edge?” she remarked, with a neutral tone, not wanting to seem rude, as she did want Delora on her good side.

[thorleyxgreengrass-blog]

With dark circles under his barely open eyes, Thorley promptly started his afternoon with a lovely turn around a corner and right into one of Hogwarts’ very accommodating solid stone walls. Cursing under his breath and rubbing his red nose he gave the offending pillar a heated glare. “I swear this wasn’t here yesterday…” Thorley muttered under his breath. Hearing a snicker, he closed his tired eyes in resignation for whatever humiliation he would soon be subjected to and turned to face the person.

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Rose was completely caught up in the letter she was reading, hardly noticing Thorley and almost bumping into him as a result. She managed to stop on time, but it seemed like the boy was just as distracted, crashing into the wall instead of her. She couldn’t help but giggle, it was a funny sight. “I’m pretty sure that wall has been here since the Early Middle Ages.” she bit her lip to hold back her laughter. “Are you alright?” 

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justxloyal:

“No, no… I was doing the spell correctly…” She tried to explain, sure it had simply been bad luck. “Something must have thrown me off.” Augusta shook her head, deciding to deflect. “But that’s hardly the point, I am sorry. And it was truly not an assassination attempt.” 

Rose was just about to make a comment on how she couldn’t have possible done the spell correctly, as the book clearly blasted off in another direction and that was hardly what Augusta was trying to achieve, but she decided she didn’t have the energy to bicker. “Clearly.” she said instead, slightly raising her brow. “It’s fine, mistakes happen, it’s a good thing I have fast reflexes.” she knelt down and picked up the book, handing it back to the girl.

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t-riddle:

Why did people gravitate towards him? There were times when he sought their following, yes, but mostly he desired isolation and it seemed every time he found a peaceful place by himself, someone ended up sitting two seats away when they could have sat anywhere else in the empty room. This was exactly the case on this occasion. He’d watched as Rose rather blindly (due to the large stack of books in her arms) clip-clopped down the aisle of tables before dropping her things down onto the table just across from him, the books falling off each other onto the surface of the desk, books and quills and quill pots being dragged out of her bag (and rolling across the desk) as she rummaged through it. “It’s more the rummaging” Tom said with a small wince as one of the ink pots dropped onto the wooden seat next to her with an echoing tap. He let out a small tut and then rose from his seat, edging around the table and bending down to pick up a book she’d dropped, looking down at the cover. “Potions… are you trying to impress Slughorn? Hate to break it to you, but it’s not frantic studying that will get his attention.” He smirked, placing the book down next to the stack of others and setting an ink pot the right way up.

Rose observed him as he got up from his seat to pick up her book. She hated that she appeared so clumsy, most days she could gracefully get through the day without tripping, making a noise, or dropping a thing, but for some reason today she felt like a walking hurricane. “Thanks.” she sighed. “Not really, I am actually supposed to be doing my Astronomy assignment, but  ‘The most dangerous potions, poisons and plants’ seems more appealing to me at the moment.” she admitted “I don’t think I would call it frantic studying, rather academic OCD and too much time on my hands.” 

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“Bloody hell, do not sneak up on people like that!” Walburga growled, one hand dramatically pressing down over her heart to imply the most certain stroke she suffered. However, she was indeed jumpy. Awfully jumpy actually. “What do you even want?” the brunette hissed.

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Walburga’s sudden outburst made Rose jump. Spotting the girl walking down the halls, she decided to go and say hello to her, but now she was feeling startled herself and completely unsure whether or not she should have approached her at all. However, she decided to play it off as if she wasn't terrified to her very bones and smiled. “Merlin, sorry. You’re awfully jumpy, bad morning?” 

[dahoodores-blog]

It had not escaped her notice that climbing the nearby ladder and retrieving the book she wanted that way would have been the smarter choice. It was pride that derailed that logical sequence of events; the idea of having to resort to nonmagical means suddenly making her feel like a childish first year. So, she stubbornly attempted to use a summoning charm instead, something she had yet to master in any sense of the word, and the book went whizzing across the room, almost clipping someone in the head before it hit the opposite wall. Augusta quickly rushed over, mortified and compensating by being overly apologetic.

“Are you alright? I’m so sorry, I’ve no idea how that happened…”

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Rose managed to duck quickly and dodge the book flying straight towards her head. Startled, she turned around to see Augusta rushing towards her with an apologetic look on her face. 

“How that happened? Well, either it was a tragic attempt to eliminate me, or it’s a solid sign you need to work on your charms.”

[apricklyrose-blog]

Despite the significantly chilly breeze, Rose sat down by the lake, her gaze fixated somewhere in the water. She enjoyed the crisp morning air and decided to take a minute to be by herself before classes started. She placed her bag next to her, from which she took out her journal. It had been a while since the last time she opened its pages, but she didn't have anything to read at the moment and was filled with the desire to make a quick sketch of flowers by the lake. Rose had just began drawing, as she got distracted by footsteps from behind her. 

[t-riddle]

Tom had read the same three sentences at least ten times now. (The Silencing charm is most effective when focused on a single subject, rather than a collective. It is ineffective on inanimate objects and can only be applied to living creatures. The being will be rendered unable to produce sound of any type, this extends to noises created by physical mechanisms pertaining to one’s body.)  The noise around him was becoming far too distracting, he was ready to silence the lot of them there and then just to see if the damn charm worked. Slamming the book shut, Tom looked up with frustration at the nearest person to him. “I’m sorry are you going to insist on being a nuisance or can I continue with my homework in peace?”

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Rose did her best to balance the stack of books she had taken, after spending about fifteen minutes browsing through the shelves, feeling especially relieved, when she managed to spot a free table on which to put them down. In reality, there were quite a few tables she could have chosen, but she always preferred to sit at the end of the library, where there aren't that many people, making it easier to concentrate. She sighed and sat down on the chair and started to rummage through her bag, trying to find her notebook. She planned on spending just a few hours going through the books and taking notes, in order to be one step ahead in her classes next week. However, as it was very typical of her, most of the books she had borrowed weren't related to the subjects she had to be focused on at all. 

She raised her eyebrows slightly upon hearing Tom’s comment, surprised he even noticed her sitting down, as she did her best to be quiet and not attract attention. “I doubt a few clacks by my heels are enough to be a nuisance” she replied.

[ravenclawravings]

Ravenclaw Headcanon

During days off, Ravenclaws either get up at the crack of dawn to do things, or stay in bed until it’s afternoon and waste the rest of their time. There is no in between.

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Headcanons

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roleplayermemes:

Send ✚ for a HEALTH headcanon. Send ♕ for a CHILDHOOD headcanon. Send ✿ for a HAPPINESS headcanon. Send ␛ for an ANGER headcanon. Send ♆ for a BODY headcanon. Send ϡ for a MENTAL STATE headcanon. Send ღ for a LOVE/SEXUALITY headcanon. Send † for a RELIGION headcanon. Send ✄ for a PET PEEVE headcanon. Send ☂ for a FOOD headcanon.

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❧ describe their usual sleeping position

on her back

her mouth slightly open, which she finds a bit embarrassing, one hand loosely hanging off the bed, the other either on her belly, on the other side, or under her head. she has always slept like this, ever since she was a baby. due to her position, she sometimes ends up experiencing sleeping paralysis, which is why she has often tried to sleep in a different way. but, she finds that if she sleeps on her side, her arms or legs fall asleep and it’s far too uncomfortable.

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 write a quote they would find themselves saying

“sometimes bravery involves giving up everything you have ever known, or everyone you have ever loved, for the sake of something greater”