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Hiatus Notice

I haven’t had any desire to be on my Harry Potter blogs for months now. I’m not entirely sure why or what’s changed – though current events are likely having an influence. All I know is I’ve been forcing my way through it for a while, and I don’t want to be forcing it anymore. It’s not fair to anyone for me to keep going with things I’m not actually enthusiastic about. So I’m taking a formal break from Neville and all his sideblogs for a while.

This will likely not be forever – I still adore Neville and the rest and will likely be back to pick them up one day. I just want to wait for a time when I’m genuinely excited about it, instead of it feeling like an obligation.

If you wish to keep in touch, please add me on Discord! Jeanette#9026. I’d still love to chat and keep up with you guys! I’ll also be active on my sci-fi blogs, run from @ltbroccoli. (In fact, don’t be too surprised if he suddenly pops up in some of your followers lists.)

I will also keep updating @potterroleplay, as that currently doesn’t feel like as much of a drain. Honestly, I find it kind of relaxing to update :P

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It doesn’t matter… any of it… because the people we were before the maze - they don’t even exist anymore. These Creators took care of that. But what does matter is who we are now, and what we do, right now. You went into the maze and you found a way out.

#[ ✧ // face | colin ]

// Smol chill starter call.

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#[ ✧ // face | dennis ]

ASTORIA ( @gramenviride )

She wanted to lie and say she was doing alright, all things considered, but she couldn’t make herself say it. “Fine,” she returned, licking her lips and looking outside the window. It was strange going back and realize nothing had changed in the scenery as the train raced away from London.

“I’m proud of Colin,” she murmured, not looking at him. She hadn’t mentioned him since the day she’d learned he’d passed, and didn’t feel comfortable talking about him to anyone else. “I miss him. I’d be very annoyed, though, had it been Daphne.”

Dennis heaved a heavy sigh. He’d expected Colin to come up sooner or later, but it was still difficult to even hear his name... “I know, I’m bloody furious with him,” he eventually grumbled in reply, wrapping his arms around himself and staring firmly down at the floor. He couldn’t imagine what possessed Colin to go back on their arrangement, to go to the school and join the fight after all -- and to not even wake him up --

“But there’s no point in that. He’s gone now. How is Daphne?”

#gramenviride #[ ✧ // ic | dennis ]#[ ✧ // thread | back to hogwarts ]#[ ✧ // verse | hogwarts ( post war ) ]#[ ✧ // queue ]

REY ( @sheresists )

❛ do you trust him ? ❜ is her only answer , briefly troubled gaze settling upon the coin in question — before her eyes flicker up to his , searching for what she already knows to be true. dennis is a good man , devoted to telling stories of truth and justice , but perhaps that isn’t the problem. he may be brilliant , but there’s no telling if all his contacts are too , if they hold themselves to the same standards. ❛ your friend , i mean. if you trust him , then i will. although . . . i wonder if you could find a more — discreet way of contacting him. i just don’t want anyone or any part of this in any danger. ❜

Dennis considers her question for a long moment. “Yeah. I trust him. If he knows it’s important, he’ll keep it to himself. But I’d meet him face to face. I’ll send him an owl, set it up for you.” He smiles, shifting the coin back over to her and leaning back in his seat. “Do you want me to join you for this? Or do you think you’re ready to do this one solo?”

#sheresists #[ ✧ // ic | dennis ]#[ ✧ // thread | story ]#[ ✧ // verse | daily prophet ]#[ ✧ // queue ]

REY ( @sheresists )

she wordlessly fishes it out of her pocket as per her answer — though at the last second , she hesitates to place it upon his desk , fingers smoothing over its grooves , instinctively wary to start but even more so now given the implication of anyone needing to use coins in this way. he’s still her editor though , and after a moment’s more of reluctance she sets it down with a soft clink , settling back for a second before startling upright and forward again — body language poised as if to say ‘ on second thought. ’ ❛ there’s a riddle of sorts on it , written in runes — so someone clearly went to the trouble of coding their message twice. once solved i think it could be pointing us to a meeting place , maybe a time , i have a few leads — but it definitely mentions rebelling . . . or resisting something. ❜

Dennis notices her reluctance — whatever it is, she really does think she’s found something incredible. And he wouldn’t have brought her on if her instincts weren’t top notch. “Well, I do know someone who specializes in runes. I could send an owl, see what he thinks about all this... but I get the feeling you’re playing this one close your chest,” he adds. “Being careful about who you let get wind of this?”

#sheresists #[ ✧ // ic | dennis ]#[ ✧ // thread | story ]#[ ✧ // verse | daily prophet ]#[ ✧ // queue ]

ASTORIA ( @gramenviride )

The choice between the Slytherin compartment, where her dormmates were, and any other compartment was an easy one. Not that she’d purposefully choose Dennis’ compartment. Colin’s death was still too fresh in her memory; she couldn’t begin to imagine how Dennis felt about it.

“Hey,” she murmured, putting her trunk over her head and sitting down across from Dennis. “How are you?”

“Fine.” His tone was oddly flat, nothing like the quiet excitement he’d once been known for. That probably wouldn’t come back for a long, long time. If it ever did.

“Everyone’s avoiding me. I’m not surprised. Well, everyone except you, I guess.” He shrugged. “How have you been?” Though it seemed a silly question to ask. Was anyone really doing well these days?

#gramenviride #[ ✧ // ic | dennis ]#[ ✧ // thread | back to hogwarts ]#[ ✧ // verse | hogwarts ( post war ) ]#[ ✧ // queue ]

ANDROMEDA ( @bloodtraitortonks1x1 )

Andromeda felt more than a little heartsore seeing the clear weariness on both boys’ faces; at least Ted was able to defend himself without pinpointing his exact location to the entire Ministry. These two had only one defence, and that was running.

“I remember Remus saying your name was Colin,” she said with a smile, trying to lighten the atmosphere a little. “It’s good to meet you both properly now we can stop to actually breathe for a moment. I can appreciate it’s been rough - you two aren’t the first we’ve helped who are trying to stay out of the Ministry’s way.”

She set a jug of milk down next to the sugar bowl and poured generous mugs of tea for the three of them. “Help yourselves,” she said. “Nobody’s going to touch you under my roof.” There was a hint of steel in the last words.

Dennis pulled his mug closer to him immediately, keeping it close so no one would see how his hand was trembling. Now that he was safe, some of the shock of what had happened -- what could have happened -- was beginning to sink in.

Colin, meanwhile, picked his up more slowly. “Are you sure we’re not going to get you in trouble? If you’ve helped other people before, they might suspect you already...” Almost as awful as the thought of his brother getting whisked off to the Ministry was the thought of someone taking the fall for protecting him.

#bloodtraitortonks1x1 #[ ✧ // ic | colin ]#[ ✧ // ic | dennis ]#[ ✧ // thread | enough of that ]#[ ✧ // verse | wizarding war ]#[ ✧ // queue ]

A VERY DESCRIPTIVE PROFILE OF YOUR MUSE. repost with the information of your muse, including headcanons, etc. if you fail to achieve some of the facts, add some other of your own!

NAME. Colin Charles Creevey | Dennis Stewart Creevey

NICKNAME(S). Col | Den

TITLE(S). N/A

AGE. verse dependent

SPECIES. Human (Wizard)

SEX. male

ALIGNMENT. neutral good | true neutral

INTERESTS. photography | writing & journalism

PROFESSION. N/A | journalist

BODY TYPE. small and wiry | slender

EYES. brown

HAIR. blond | dark brown

SKIN. fair

FACE. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

HEIGHT. 5′3″ | 5′6″

COMPANIONS. each other

ANTAGONISTS. Death Eaters, Rita Skeeter

COLORS. reds, browns, blues

FRUITS. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

DRINKS. butterbeer

ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES? no | yes

SMOKES? no | sometimes

DRUGS? no | sometimes

DRIVERS LICENSE? no | yes

tagged by: meself tagging: you!

#[ ✧ // about | colin ]#[ ✧ // about | dennis ]#[ ✧ // dash games ]

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Send me 🎵 and I'll put my music on shuffle, making a starter from my favourite line of the first song to play

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Sentence Starters - Cabin Pressure (Season 1)

Feel to free to edit / change pronouns as needed!

“I am supreme commander of this vessel.”

“You’re not seriously asking me to call you ‘sir.’”

“You remember that thing I said fifteen seconds ago about no frills? Well, astonishingly, that’s still in effect.”

“Do you have coffee? Can I have the coffee without talking to you?”

“_____, light of my life, do please shut up.”

“You’re revoltingly cheery for half six in the morning.”

“Who can predict the movements of the supreme commander? Perhaps God wanted to pick his brain about something.”

“Who is this commanding presence coming into view?”

“The captain gets the front seat in the aircraft because he’s driving it. not in any vehicle he happens to be in.”

“You are aware the point of giving us separate meals is so that we can’t both get food poisoning? There’s really not much point if you’re just going to poison us in two different ways.”

“She’ll hunt me down. She’ll actually hunt me down. With knives.”

“It’s a crazy psycho cat! Look at yourself! You have open wounds!”

“Oh, for goodness sakes! Why don’t people just blindly obey anymore?”

“You’re not going to strike terror into anyone’s heart. Unless you chat them up in a bar.”

“You run along now. And try not to cry into any important equipment.”

“You sound like you’re coughing up a hairball.”

“Just because a passenger is rude to you doesn’t mean they deserve to die.”

“Remember how I didn’t know three minutes ago? No new information has come in since then.”

“I want to talk to you. Well, heaven knows that’s not true. But I have things to tell you.”

“There’s something on your face. No, lower. It’s hanging off the bottom of your face. It’s a sort of huge shelf of bone and flesh, and it’s flapping about making a horrible noise. Will you make it stop?”

“Is it unprofessional to tell a passenger that you once made a collage of her face out of pasta shapes?”

“I really don’t know. Oh, I’m sorry, did I say ‘know’? I mean ‘care.’ I don’t really care.”

“Of course, takeoffs are cancelled all the time. Landings, almost never.”

“I particularly enjoyed her last ground proximity warning. The one when we were on the ground.”

“I’m not denying a right old meal was made of it, but I was not the chef du jour.”

“You know what they say: a good landing’s any landing you can walk away from, a great landing is one where they can re-use the plane.”

“I can find no words that describe a fire truck better than ‘fire truck.’”

“WILL YOU PUT THAT DAMN THING AWAY BEFORE I MAKE YOU EAT IT!?”

“I do regret to inform yourselves that the delay that’s going on currently is still currently ongoing. But we will keep you fully informed as to the developments of any developments as they develop.”

“You always know! You’ve always got some sort of trick or loophole or know someone who knows someone! What is it this time?”

“Are you still going around with the delightful girl with the squint? Did she say she couldn’t see you anymore?”

“Ten out of ten for toadying effort, none out of ten for toadying technique.”

“He didn’t even wake up for my pre-landing safety announcement. And that’s impressive because I did the version with the screams.”

“None of us will soon forget the misery of you spending twenty-five minutes miming ‘Apocalypse Now’ without knowing what an apocalypse was.”

“That’s enough to make you happy together, is it? Your shared belief in the terrific-ness of you?”

“I’m fairly often just completely happy. Like, for instance, when you get into a bath quickly and it’s just the right temperature, and you go ‘oohhhhh.’ I mean, really no one gets any happier than that.”

“No one really likes apples. That would be like liking… wood.”

“I cannot tell a lie. What am I saying? I’m terrific at telling lies. I mean, I’m not going to tell a lie.”

#[ ✧ // ask memes ]

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we don’t talk about colin creevey enough he’s just this little guy who was really excited to come to the wizarding world his dad was a milkman i can’t stop thinking abt how proud his dad was and how happy he was when colin kept on sending him back photos and then he died honestly i just get rly sad whenever i think abt him the poor kid

#[ ✧ // about | colin ]

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Guys please reply to this with what your url means or references I’m really curious

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repost and bold everything your muse has done !

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Dennis -

tagged by: stole it from the dash tagging: you

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Character Development Questions: Hard Mode

Does your character have siblings or family members in their age group? Which one are they closest with?

What is/was your character’s relationship with their mother like?

What is/was your character’s relationship with their father like?

Has your character ever witnessed something that fundamentally changed them? If so, does anyone else know?

On an average day, what can be found in your character’s pockets?

Does your character have recurring themes in their dreams?

Does your character have recurring themes in their nightmares?

Has your character ever fired a gun? If so, what was their first target?

Is your character’s current socioeconomic status different than it was when they were growing up?

Does your character feel more comfortable with more clothing, or with less clothing?

In what situation was your character the most afraid they’ve ever been?

In what situation was your character the most calm they’ve ever been?

Is your character bothered by the sight of blood? If so, in what way?

Does your character remember names or faces easier?

Is your character preoccupied with money or material possession? Why or why not?

Which does your character idealize most: happiness or success?

What was your character’s favorite toy as a child?

Is your character more likely to admire wisdom, or ambition in others?

What is your character’s biggest relationship flaw? Has this flaw destroyed relationships for them before?

In what ways does your character compare themselves to others? Do they do this for the sake of self-validation, or self-criticism?

If something tragic or negative happens to your character, do they believe they may have caused or deserved it, or are they quick to blame others?

What does your character like in other people?

What does your character dislike in other people?

How quick is your character to trust someone else?

How quick is your character to suspect someone else? Does this change if they are close with that person?

How does your character behave around children?

How does your character normally deal with confrontation?

How quick or slow is your character to resort to physical violence in a confrontation?

What did your character dream of being or doing as a child? Did that dream come true?

What does your character find repulsive or disgusting?

Describe a scenario in which your character feels most comfortable.

Describe a scenario in which your character feels most uncomfortable.

In the face of criticism, is your character defensive, self-deprecating, or willing to improve?

Is your character more likely to keep trying a solution/method that didn’t work the first time, or immediately move on to a different solution/method?

How does your character behave around people they like?

How does your character behave around people they dislike?

Is your character more concerned with defending their honor, or protecting their status?

Is your character more likely to remove a problem/threat, or remove themselves from a problem/threat?

Has your character ever been bitten by an animal? How were they affected (or unaffected)?

How does your character treat people in service jobs?

Does your character feel that they deserve to have what they want, whether it be material or abstract, or do they feel they must earn it first?

Has your character ever had a parental figure who was not related to them?

Has your character ever had a dependent figure who was not related to them?

How easy or difficult is it for your character to say “I love you?” Can they say it without meaning it?

What does your character believe will happen to them after they die? Does this belief scare them?

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SNATCHERS ( @the13thsnatcher )

“Y’hear that, Sawyer? He’s gonna make us pay,” sneered Richardson.

“Fuck, y’know, shit outta luck there,” Sawyer laughed, speaking to Dennis. “‘Fraid I’m not very liquid right this moment. Just make sure the smelly git gives back my cigarette before he pays up.”

Richardson’s expression shifted from cloying and sinister, to downright stone-cold annoyed. With a growl he pressed the smoking end against the Creevey boy’s neck, a sizzling sound coming from between his fingers. “You’re not funny, Sawyer.” His voice was terse, not bothering to watch any reaction the boy had to the pain.

“Aw, fuck, you mean you’re not keeping me around for my dazzling personality? Shame, you’re missing out.” Sawyer’s eyes moved to the boy’s face, worming his lower lip between his teeth for a moment. “You buying me a new one of those?”

Dennis gasped as the cigarette touched his skin, hissing through gritted teeth as he tried to squirm away. He was determined not to scream. But as the pain continued, it grew harder and harder to keep his mouth closed. His chest heaved with the effort.

Colin, meanwhile, had spent the past hour and half frantically searching for his brother. He’d tried everywhere, finally daring to venture into the woods when it seemed he wasn’t anywhere in the town. He slowed as he heard voices, keeping behind a tree and peering out as far as he dared. Not quite close enough to make out faces, but it seemed there was a small group, and a small figure tied to a tree...

#the13thsnatcher #[ ✧ // ic | dennis ]#[ ✧ // ic | colin ]#[ ✧ // thread | capture ]#[ ✧ // verse | wizarding war ]#[ ✧ // queue ]#abuse /

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