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greta ? 17, hufflepuff, neutrality, you're filled with determination.

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meteors; grabi

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fixitabi:

     and with that, the brunette began to flush an even darker red and she groaned, leaning her head into greta playfully. “stopppp,” she giggled, before retreating back into sitting position. “i hate blushin’ it makes me look stupid and i don’t want to look stupid in front of you.” at the nudge the blush ebbed away, abi feeling so very comfortable with greta once again. she moved closer to the blonde, unsure at first if what she was doing was right. with minor hesitation, the brunette reached slowly forward and took her hand gently. it was different from the one she offered moments before, or at least it felt that way, and abi moved herself closer to the blonde so that their shoulders were almost touching. it felt … right. “thank you for agreein’ to watch this with me. i’m usually alone. not that i really mind that it’s just … nice to have someone joinin’ me for once.”

          greta grinned, as she seemed to be doing around abi quite a bit these days, when the brunette leaned against her softly. she felt warm and soft and right, like they were meant to be up there looking at a speckled sky. “i think you’ve already burned that bridge, love,” she teased, letting smaller fingers link with her own, a tingly feeling resonating in the pit of her stomach. it sent some sort of electicity up the inside of her wrists, traveling through her body at light speed. abi moved a little closer, and greta closed the gap. “i’m kidding, promise. you could never look stupid. why else would i have agreed to come here with you?” 

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joneshestia:

“Why, yes, it is my birthday and this dress is new and extra special for that reason!” Hestia  waved a hand over her galaxy themed dress before giving a twirl to show how whenever she did, the stars that were littered around the skirt of the dress lit up. “Do you like it?”

          “this is fantastic,” greta said, immediately moving towards her friend, holding a bit of the inky fabric. “an absolute marvel. have you showed this to abi? oh, or remus? i’m sure either of them would love it. and as i’ve said before, happy birthday,” the hufflepuff grinned, producing the tin of hestia’s favorite cookies she’d baked.

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chcrrybcmb:

“Either gimme your food or do my homework for the next month or so, your choice,” she grinned, hovering over them, ready to take the food in a moment’s notice. “REMEMBER, I am giving you a choice. A pretty easy one, I’d say.”

                     “really?” greta asked through the cookie                       in her mouth, excited that someone had                       taken an interest in her baking so quickly.                       she’d only just finished, a pile of cookie                       tins the kitchen elves had helped her pack                       up sitting next to her on the table. “i’ve got                       chocolate chip, sugar, and snickerdoodle,”                       she said, beginning to take the tops off.

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meteors; grabi

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fixitabi:

     “i like my dungarees too,” abi grinned cheekily in return, placing her hands behind her back and swaying, childlike, from side to side. when was the last time she felt so comfortable in front of someone? she stopped to gaze at her in awe as she gestured at the tin of cupcakes. “really?” abi replied softly in mild disbelief as she joined her on the duvet. she could feel the fluster returning, a light flush colouring her cheeks once again. “you didn’t have to do that. i didn’t have to make you put so much effort in, especially since i was the one who initiated this date – i mean, not date, i mean, ugh, i’m sorry, just, thank you, you’re great.” then she groaned and drew up her legs, placing her forehead on her knees so that greta wouldn’t be able to see the embarrassing shade of red abi had turned. “can we start this again?” she mumbled.

she almost fainted from how positively adorable abi was, standing in front of her, swaying from side to side, staring at the tin in awe. greta quite liked to bake. it was one of her passions, actually. she liked to think she got it from her grandma, who was always carving sigils on her spoons and mixing bowls to give the food something extra. she took on this habit, making a point to include wiccan practice in most of her baking. she also felt it helped to bring people together;; to unite them over sweets and frosting and smiles. the hufflepuff grinned ad abi’s mumbling.

                    “you look quite cute when you blush, you                      know that?” she asked, feeling bold, and                      raised a slight eyebrow at her. greta couldn’t                      hold back her grin though, and her face                      betrayed her true nature. “hey,” she nudged                      the girl next to her softly. “i’d be more than                      happy to make this into a proper date. a                      creative one too, i’d reckon.”

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greta + pottermore !

warm summer nights, hands on soft skin, cozy sweaters, keeping puffskeins in your pockets, blonde hair all over your shoulders, tangled limbs, wooden swings in trees, a friendly smile, kicking off the ground, ankle socks, outstretched arms, pretty girls, knowing looks, your best friend and your soulmate, comfortable silence, looking on the bright side.

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meteors; grabi

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fixitabi:

     her eyes followed greta as she opened the duvet, revealing the pile of junk inside, but abi wasn’t really focussing on that at all. “i like your cardigan. it’s a nice shade of pale pink.” she said softly, “and … and your fluffy socks. i really like the fluffy socks.” a light blush appeared in abi’s cheeks and she hoped that it was dark enough for the blonde not to notice. she then watched the blonde attempt to arrange her mess while abi was trying to keep herself under some self-control. greta was really pretty and abi both loved and hated it. it gave her a funny, tickly feeling in her stomach that she hadn’t experienced since she clapped eyes on that good-looking sixth year gryffindor when she was twelve. it was very confusing. “ no, just you, ” abi admitted with an amused smile. “well, you’re the only one who’s ever met florence before.” “it’s perfect,” abi grinned, before holding out her hand for the other to take. “let’s sit down together.”

greta shifted her shoulders and smiled, looking down at her outfit. it was all soft and pink and comfy, just the way she liked it. “i like your dungarees,” she commented, gesturing to abi’s outfit. she looked quite cute, all snuggly and ready to watch the meteor shower, her hair tied back but a few pieces still falling in her face. “well, i’m honored,” greta said with a laugh, giving olaf a nudge on the head as he rubbed up against her finger. “oh! almost forgot,” the hufflepuff said, gesturing for abi to sit down as she picked up the tin of cupcakes. “i made some food,” she said, bustling back over to the girl and taking a seat in the blankets, pulling them over her legs.

[incorrectsupergirl]

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meteors; grabi

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fixitabi:

     abi had originally planned to make it to the tower two hours early. it was never certain if her longing to be prepared and on time was something that came from natural excitement, or a habit ingrained into her from her structured home life. either way, the brunette had fallen asleep over a project and woke up with a squeak of TERROR as she glanced at one of her ( many ) watches on her wrist — five minutes to get up there and meet GRETA CATCHLOVE.  

in her own flustered way, abi had gathered all the necessary equipment: a telescope, a star chart, three notebooks ( two of which were BULGING with loose bits of paper ), and a whole ton of blankets and pillows, then very clumsily bundled it all into a duvet. there was no time to organise it all into piles. she charmed the bag to follow her as she raced up the stairs, stopping just before entering the top so to catch her breath and brush her dungarees down.

when abi turned the corner, there was a strange tickling feeling in her stomach as she looked at the blonde, standing there with her puffskeins. she looked so . . . so … “late,” she eventually responded with a small smile. “i mean, i’m late, not you.” she laughed a little nervously, reaching a hand round to scratch the back of her head. something soft pressed into the back of her leg and after just staring at greta for a couple of awed seconds, she stepped aside to let the bundle of stuff float pass her. “this is florence,” she joked. “she’s got all the things we need for tonight: blankets, pillows, equipment, you name it.”

greta tried to think back of time she’d seen abi when she wasn’t flustered, and that was probably only im moments of intense concentration on the pitch. she resisted the urge to turn around and check if anyone was behind her. maybe abi had just been starting at the view? she wasn’t sure how to react to this, so she just took in the short girl in her overalls, a bit tired but still bright and beaming. her eyes were wide, as if she couldn’t take enough of the scene in at once, and leaned to see something quite plushy hit the back of the ravenclaw’s leg like a restless puppy.

“you and remus lupin,” she mumbled, entertained, at the floating spell. she’d used it a few times when she was working with a good number of ingredients in the kitchen, but these two seemed to be quite keen on it. “do you name all of your soft bundles, or am i special?” she asked, the bag hitting her in the shin, hands reaching down to lift it up. “fantastic,” greta smiled, letting the duvet float it front of her and using a few controlled depulsos to organize the objects in a space where they could see the stars. “that alright?”

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sylviapendragon:

“I know I look good today, this is Alice’s shirt.”

“she let you take it? probably would’ve had my head if i tried to pull something like that.”

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meteors; grabi

@fixitabi​

greta’s nose was pink, bitten softly by a gentle chill in the air. she let herself peer back at the small fire she’d kindled, flames licking frozen air with the remnants of dead sea salt and an old sigil she’d dug up from the bottom of a desk drawer. a smile stretched across her face as bo nestled a little deeper into her hair, jay and olaf snugly situated in the pockets of a hand-knitted cardigan that hung from her frame. greta stood against the railing of the astronomy tower, a tin of cupcakes placed softly just inside the arch and penzance situated on the metal. stars crowded the night sky, soft and pleading, edging close to each other and pulsating gently. the puffskeins let out quiet squeaks to alert her of someone’s presence, and she turned to see the stars replaced in the freckles of abi’s face. she looked quiet and graceful doused in moonlight, skin dewy and eyes wide. her smile grew.

                     “am i early or are you just late?” she asked, walking                       a bit further inwards and leaning in an archway.

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fixitabi:

     “really?!” abi couldn’t help but blurt out in surprise and she had to clear her throat once again to compose herself. “i mean … sure! yeah — erm — they are, actually, yes. there was one on the 13th october but i missed it because i was fixin’ three sneakoscopes for a classmate, oh, and a toy plane which was – sorry, i’m ramblin’, yes, time …” abi reached down to her satchel bag on the floor and began pulling out handfuls of notes in her own flustered way. “aha! yes, got it!” she finally exclaimed with a nervous laugh as she peered at her own scruffy handwriting on what appeared to be on a bubblegum wrapper. “i wrote it down as 7:30 so maybe get there at 7:15, jus’ to be safe?”

greta giggled at abi’s exclamation, the smile on her face getting wider by the second. “no, no, that all sounds wonderful,” she shook her head, and he meant it. greta quite enjoyed listening to abi talk about all of the work she did. it was rather different from her own with animals and cooking, so she found it interesting to hear. she made a mental note then to bake something to bring on friday night. “sounds good,” greta nodded, taking the wrapper from abi’s hands with a bright grin. “i’ve never seen a meteor shower before.”

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Happy 28th Birthday, Melissa Benoist (October 4, 1988)

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fixitabi:

     abi smiled and tilted her head to one side. greta was ever so pretty and friendly that the brunette couldn’t help but feel a small flush creep up her neck, so she turned away and cleared her throat awkwardly to stop the blonde from seeing. “i — erm — there’s a meteor shower on this friday and this one’s real special because — well — it only comes around like once a decade and i was wonderin’ if MAYBE you’d like to join me in the astronomy tower? you can bring bo and … and all your other puffskeins and maybe i’ll bring chesnut — she’s my owl — and we can sit and watch, if you … if you’d like, of course. i’m not forcin’ you.”

           “ no i actually want you to take it,” abi admitted,              holding up the cage for her to take. 

greta catchlove, though in some areas could be considered quite oblivious, was bright enough to know when she was being asked on a date. she’d been on a few before, but they’d all been quite disappointing and lacking puffskeins. abi, however, seemed more attuned to her, offering to bring all of these animals she loved and watch the meteor shower. her face lit up and a smile took over her lips as she took bo inside of the cage.

                   “i’d absolutely love to,” greta grinned. “what                    time should i meet you there? i’d imagine                     meteor showers are quite specific,” the girl                     rambled, all whilst taking bo from his cage                     and cradling him in her hands.

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fixitabi:

     “you really think so?” abi was a little surprised at greta’s reaction. she expected her to smile perhaps, but actually show GRATITUDE towards her efforts instead of just taking the puffskein and leaving? abi was almost at loss for words. “yeah, yeah i did. i got the insides of teddy bears to make the inside and i charmed it to make it extra squishy…did you want to keep it?”

                   “yeah, of course,” greta shook her                     head as if this was obvious. “that’s                     brilliant,” she laughed, inspecting the                     careful weaving of the cage.

the hufflepuff grinned again, unable to suppress her level of giddiness. here was this girl;; this wonderful and beautiful girl, making her puffskeins tiny habitats and pulling out the insides of teddy bears and asking if she wanted to keep the little cage she made especially for her.

                   “you wouldn’t mind terribly?”

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franklbtm:

     » “You have a puffskein? This is sick! But no,“ Frank stated, smile turning into a frown. “I don’t think I’ve seen him. Can help, though.“

“they are quite lovely,” she said, a fond smile pressing itself across her lips. “would you? that’d be fantastic, frank.”

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fixitabi:

      abi’s heart swelled when the puffskein appeared from under the blonde’s hair. with a grin she tilted her head with interest at the little ball of fluff now sitting on her shoulder. “oh my … is that a PUFFSKEIN?” abi exclaimed with excitement. “i’ve read all about them. did you know that their fur has magical properties and is widely used in creatin’ the laughin’ potion?” she babbled, keeping her hands behind her back to refrain her from grabbing the poor thing and examining it herself. “yeah, yeah i do,” she finally replied, although admittedly a little distractedly. “well, actually i don’t really MAKE things as such. i like fixin’ things and sometimes modifyin’ them, addin’ features and that.” she sniffed, her gaze fixated on the little creature that had now curled up into greta’s hands. “1984 is my favourite works of his.” abi was now in autopilot, not really focusing on what she was saying anymore. “with big brother and the totalitarian socie — does is really pick bogies out of your nose?” she suddenly added, now kneeling down to peer at him a little closer.  

greta let bo snuggle softly into her hands a little bit, pressing himself against her palms. she smiled widley as abi’s head tilted, asking about puffskeins. greta nodded and grinned, her face scrunching up a little bit. “mundungus fletcher comes to me asking after them sometimes. he makes quite a few potions,” she said, though she supposed abi didn’t reallycare about that. “that’s wonderful,” greta enthused with a wide grin. she could see her attention drifting, and let out a laugh when she asked about the bogies. “he does. it’s honestly kind of gross,” she shook her head, opening up her hands for abi to pet bo. “would you like to hold him?”

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THE BALLAD OF GAIA AND HEPHAESTUS. 

no more bad days — this wild life. atlas hands — benjamin francis leftwich. i want to hold your hand — the beatles. wild — troye sivan. cecilia and the satellite — andrew mcmahon in the wilderness. love test — the growlers. girls like girls — hayley kiyoko. starving — hailey steinfeld, grey, ft. zedd. shut up and dance — walk the moon. king and lionheart — of monsters and men. are you gonna be my girl — jet. ain’t no mountain high enough — marvin gaye, tammi terrel. first day of my life — bright eyes. girls — the 1975. youth — troye sivan. budapest — george ezra. flowers in your hair — the lumineers. wild things — alessia cara. daylight — matt and kim. she moves in her own way — the kooks. banana pancakes — jack johnson. geronimo — sheppard. electric love — børns. can’t help falling in love — ingrid michaelson.