never give in

[cdearborns]

alahstor​:

MOODY

         "   nah.   ”    he  admitted  lazily,  shrugging  his  shoulders  before  leaning  back  in  the  chair.  alastor  was  there  to  update  him  on  the  change  in  their  quidditch  training  schedule         an  act  of  charity  he  had  so  kindly  been  forced  into  by  the  captain.   “   this  is  a  proper  table,  dear.  wasn’t  aware  ya  had  your  hand  on  this  kinda  real  estate.  how  much  are  ya  payin’?  …   y’know,  seein’  as  it’s  your  space  and  all.   ”

CARADOC

caradoc twisted his lips, stifling a chuckle that may give alastor any encouragement. they got on well enough, but the lack of ambition (and presence of carelessness) in the other boy got under caradoc’s skin. it wasn’t jealousy, not quite, and really shouldn’t everyone be left to their own devices whether they fail or succeed? still, the sense of discomfort lingered. “you know what I mean... right? my personal space that I clearly intend to use. this whole table is free. unless you’re sitting here to talk to me personally? if so, could you make it quick?”

[cdearborns]

edgcrbxnes​:

to be perfectly honest, he hadn’t thought much about the spot he’d chosen at the library today; it was a simple case of sitting in the first seat he came across. so edgar wasn’t really expecting someone to call him out about it. “oh. OH. i’m, uh          i’m so sorry, i didn’t even        i mean, my bad. shall i move?” 

“no I-” on instinct caradoc attempted to take back his words. although he meant them, edgar’s immediate regret made him feel like an arse. “it’s everyone’s table I suppose. just...why don’t you just move over a place and we can enjoy the space together, yeah?”

[cdearborns]

hogwarts was quiet lately, students seemed to be holding their breath until further news of corinne’s disappearance. the aurors lurking around school didn’t relax things further. and, if that wasn’t enough, quidditch practice would be starting up again soon as well as the thick of course examinations. caradoc, for once, had no time to thing of issues that were not his very own. so, when another classmate sat right in front of him at the library table he’d so carefully chosen for a saturday of study, a sharp tone of voice couldn’t be avoided.

“uh, excuse me? you’re sort of in my space here. can I help you with something?” rhetorical of course, but what else could be said without demanding the other person to leave?

[trixbellablack]

cdearborns​:

CARADOC

“bella, do you even listen to yourself? what makes you think you can talk to me like that? I’m not taking any swings at you that your aren’t swinging right back. do you seriously expect me to put up with your bullshit without a little dig back?” caradoc scoffed. there was indeed a spark of entertainment in the back and forth. bellatrix was a clever witch, determined like many other top students, yet her views and self-preservation were so unwavering. she was an interesting specimen indeed. if he cared a bit more, caradoc would be concerned or even intrigued, but he preferred to keep his distance. she didn’t strike him as worth it.

BELLATRIX

On instinct alone she rolled her eyes, a defense response to any criticism of herself from someone she deems lesser than her. Sometimes she allowed an entertaining back and forth but there was only so far she’d go. “I talk to you like this because I am better than you, Caradoc. That’s all there is to it. You and I both know why I believe it so. I don’t believe there’s anything else I can say. Status matters here. You didn’t grow up in the Muggle world so you should know that.” Bellatrix stepped back, no longer liking the political direction this conversation was going in. Yes, she was strong in her beliefs, but she also wished to save face in a public setting.

[cdearborns]

end.

[cdearborns]

trixbellablack​:

BELLATRIX

“And you’re less cordial than a Boggart. What makes you think you can get away with talking to me like that?” Unfortunately, Bellatrix usually couldn’t take what she dished out. Admittedly, it gave her a slight thrill when she was challenged, but her organized upbringing compelled her to put any such things in their place immediately.

CARADOC

“bella, do you even listen to yourself? what makes you think you can talk to me like that? I’m not taking any swings at you that your aren’t swinging right back. do you seriously expect me to put up with your bullshit without a little dig back?” caradoc scoffed. there was indeed a spark of entertainment in the back and forth. bellatrix was a clever witch, determined like many other top students, yet her views and self-preservation were so unwavering. she was an interesting specimen indeed. if he cared a bit more, caradoc would be concerned or even intrigued, but he prefered to keep his distance. she didn’t strike him as worth it.

[cdearborns]

trixbellablack​:

BELLATRIX

“You speak as though you think I’m heartless.” Bellatrix put on a fake pout. She didn’t care what other’s actually thought of her, at least not the students at her school. She had her opinions and things she cared about and she didn’t have to prove it to others. It wasn’t that she was unlikeable, she was just in the unfortunate position of most people…not liking her. 

“I’m just kidding. I can kid, you know. You don’t have to be so thick about it.”

CARADOC

“heartless? no. but, not far from it.” caradoc shrugged, he wouldn’t beat around the bush, especiall not for someone like bellatix. she was one to be blunt as well after all. you shouldn’t give out what you can’t take. “can you blame me? you’re less predictable than a tornado.”

[cdearborns]

trixbellablack​:

Normally maybe she wouldn’t mind such a comment, but Bellatrix wasn’t a fan of the half-blood Gryffindor. Even so, it wasn’t uncommon for her to exchange tense words with others, particularly people like Caradoc. Maybe it was because they were two sides of the same coin, equally hard working and competitive yet never able to see eye to eye. 

“Maybe I should’ve done something. But, believe it or not, I don’t play dirty. What’s the fun in winning without a fight…even if the game is Dark Arts grades.” 

“ah, well, you’ve got me there. how could I ever assume that bellatrix black of all people would be dishonest or, at the very least, underhanded? your stellar sportsmanship and love of all people should’ve kept me the wiser.” caradoc scoffed, checking his book for anything out of place, barely realizing he was actually doing so. “it is sweet that you think we’re in some sort of competition as far as grades go. you and I both know we work too hard for too little a reward.”

[wormtales]

               it  was  unusual  to  see  peter  pettigrew  so  serious.  the  boy’s  cheeks  were  empty  of  their  usual  dimples;  his  pale  blue  eyes  glazed  over  in  deep  thought,  his  brow  creased  in  concentration.  it  was  if  a  cloud  had  passed  over  the  clear  blue  sky  that  was  peter’s  countenance.  but  the  cloud  only  stayed  for  a  moment  —  in  just  a  heartbeat  he  was dimpling  again,  running  a  hand  through  his  hair  in  a  disarmingly  endearing  mixture  of  cockiness  and  self-consciousness.  his  eyes,  dancing  with  mischief,  flicked  to  canvass  the  face  of  the  person  in  front  of  him,  watching  carefully  for  a  reaction  as  he  clapped  once  and  produced  a  worn  playing  card  from  seemingly  thin  air.  his  wand  lay  several  feet  away,  merely  an  innocent  spectator  to  peter’s  triumph  as  he  presented  his  audience  with  the  card  and  an  accompanying  smirk.  ❛   —  is  THIS  your  card  ?   ❜

[cdearborns]

caradoc monitored his own reaction as peter attempted the sleight of hand trick, not wanting to give his housemate any unnecessary praise and focused on the possibility of catching him in an error. however, a slight raise of the brows escaped him as the other boy did indeed produce the card that caradoc had pulled form his deck moments before. quickly he replayed the event in his head, truly realizing there was not a moment when he suspected the card had returned to his hand or that peter cheated with magic. 

“well, buddy, I honestly didn’t expect you to pull it off. I had every intention of watching a failed endeavour and giving you a pity laugh or something.” caradoc didn’t bother to lie about his expectations, he gave credit where it was due. “where did you learn to get so good at these tricks?”

[trixbellablack]

“In defence of myself, I’m usually not this scatterbrained. Surely, you know that by know though. It won’t happen again.” Bellatrix swiftly handed the person in front of her their own textbook, a name that was not her own clearly inscribed on the inner fold, not wishing to dwell on her mistake. She nodded to her own property, ready to simply take it and be on her way. 

“I suppose you didn’t notice either considering you’ve been carrying mine around too.”

[cdearborns]

“oh, no, I did notice. but then I thought that perhaps a textbook from bellatrix black might have some ancient secrets to studying written inside and expected to keep it forever.” caradoc joked, although he didn’t offer an accompanying smile or even a solid glance in her direction. the truth was he had realized it wasn’t his own but hadn’t yet cared enough to check who it actually belonged to. he had dedicated the day to studying potions instead and hadn’t yet cracked open the dark arts textbook to find her name inside. in fact, he was just taking her word for it that this was an honest swap. 

now thinking better of it, caradoc peeked in her book before officially making the trade. “I do hope you didn’t actually do anything suspicious with my possessions.” 

[heroesflight]

not that he ever thought it would be easy, but balancing his head boy duties on top of quidditch and all his newt classes was proving to be more challenging than james had realized.  and given that he was too much of a social creature to give that up, sleep was the obvious sacrifice.  which is what led to him leaning against a suit of armor while he was doing his rounds.  james wasn’t sleeping on the job;  no, he was just resting his eyes.  but when he opened them again, he saw someone approaching.  “hello?”  nice one, potter.  with a quick  lumos  under his breath, his wand lit up the hallway.  “you shouldn’t be out this late, y’know.”

[cdearborns]

“ah, james potter,” caradoc chuckled, realizing both prefects had made the same mistake, “I thought you were were a curfew breaker yourself there...for a moment.”

he eyed the other boy, skeptical of the grogginess in james’ eyes but not feeling up to teasing him about it, especially if he was incorrect. instead, he proposed a more active solution to drop his suspicions. “perhaps, now that we’ve found each other, we could split the work more efficiently. or keep each other awake?”

[cdearborns]

INTRO TO CARADOC

hello !! i’m kitty and this is my muse caradoc dearborn. below are some quick facts about him and my interpretation of his personality. feel free to hmu for any plots if you have ideas!

BACKGROUND

Born January 12th in Wales to two half-blood parents who are primarily engaged in Wizard culture rather than Muggle culture

Still, they raised him with an understanding of the Muggle world as equal and important like any other culture

He is an only child

He grew up fairly well off but his family name/their history is nothing notable

SCHOOL LIFE

Caradoc is proud to be a Gryffindor, he feels its where people who truly want to make something great of themselves are most likely to go

He is a book smart student and rather athletic too, however, his actual magical ability is below average

Still, his work ethic and general rule following made him good for the role of Prefect

He works a lot more than he plays but doesn’t find it hard to have a good time

PERSONALITY

Caradoc is not a sentimental person, he is the type who just tells others to “get over it and move on”

It’s common for him to fake it until he makes it in many aspects of his life and often works beyond his abilities to gain success

This has given him a false sense of superiority 

He is the kind of person who is there for the good times but not the bad. He’s friendly, but it’s often rather impersonal

Being around him is not ever quite relaxing whether it be due to his energy, his intimidating work ethic, or his pretentious attitude

Still, he has a strong sense of justice and will still put others before himself in serious situations. He does not play dirty to get what he wants and doesn’t try to push others down

[slytherinnpride]

[damonlindelof]

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[joshhcrtnett]

rj cyler as deion elliot in scream (season 3)