O C T A V I A B L A K E ;
girls who are fierce, who are strong, who will take no prisoners. girls who are brave, who are free, who dine with a goddess. girls who make war and take blood, who have never lost a battle. girls who stand tall as olympus who watch you crumble. girls who are huntresses girls who might just hunt you.
black house / gryffindor
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octavia can only see the mess of brunette curls and there is this unexplainable feeling in her heart that she is unable to shake. ❛ bell? ❜ she murmured before instinctively grabbing the other’s shoulder blade. this wasn’t the smartest decision she’s made— grabbing strangers’ shoulders— but she always acted and spoke on her emotions. ❛ bellamy? ❜
“Incoming!”, Stefan said, flying in and down toward the grounds of the castle, just coming from the Quidditch field. “I know, I look ridiculous. Lay it on me.”
❛ what the hell? ❜ magic only existed in the stories her brother would tell her or in the piggyback rides to places where they could free of the ark, magic isn’t supposed to be real-- it’s supposed to be fake, something you tell children to make them happy. hogwarts shouldn’t be real and octavia is finding it harder to even attempt to fit in at the new location. ❛ we have only been here for a DAY and you’re flying. ❜
❛i don’t think you are. oh, is that a kink thing between him and clarke? ‘cause i’m not sure i want to be part of that. pretty sure that just because a boy is raised by wolves doesn’t mean he is one, so… no? i think you’re human. ❜
❛ thanks. seriously? that’s my brother i don’t want to hear or know about his sex life. i just meant that he let’s her get away with anything. you hit him and it would be water under the bridge. not even if the boy has wolf-like instincts? ❜
“ There is someone here..my cousin, but even with her here its not enough….I don’t know if that makes me selfish or greedy, or even needy……because, because I’m a teenager and teenagers do not cry or miss anything.And…and I’m sorry.”
❛ you don’t have to be sorry. ❜ she extends a comforting smile to the girl. she misses her brother, despite everything, but the chances of her seeing him again seemed rare. ❛ you don’t need people from home. you need the people that make it home. ❜
“ Is it weird to feel homesick? I mean this place is amazing, and wonderful, and magical, and I’d stay forever if I could…..but I miss home. How do you make it stop?”