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A glimpse into Claire’s phone.

I very briefly explained the pics under the cut.

crethan:

( sms, 😌🙌🏻 loml ) damn i BREATHED and got flamed

( sms, 😌🙌🏻 loml ) honestly even i don’t know HIZZUK pretty sure the sorting hat was glitching like a mf but at least my good marks make up for it

( sms, 😌🙌🏻 loml ) i mean……kinda? you look well put together at first glance! i don’t know how else to put it but you look like a cheese and cracker eating sophisticated lady thing so 🗿 KDKFKDKFOKSDK

( sms, 😌🙌🏻 loml ) !!! yes! luckily enough i’m free for the rest of the afternoon so gimme a rsvp and i’ll bring my inner whitney houston

[text-> E.T.] I must have been a dragon in a previous life

[text-> E.T.] Ravenclaw: House to the genius eccentrics

[text-> E.T.] I meeeaaan…you’re not completely wrong >_> I must admit that my love for cheese is quite strong…but there is a time and a place for everything and the kind of party we’re having is not one that calls for cheese as a snack.

[text-> E.T.] where’s the place that has the best acoustics in the castle?

[text-> E.T.] Aren’t you taking music as elective? So, best spot for acoustics? I’m counting on you!

[text-> E.T.] I have only one thing to say to that, my little Alien

[text-> E.T.] -takes deep breath- I will always love youuuu 😉

#x:texts #crethan #( here I am replying to this a million years later )

crxclaire

Secrets

crxclaire

crxripley:

[...]

slipping his wand back into the pocket of his robes, ripley closed the door behind the ravenclaw before moving back towards his desk, gesturing to the empty seat for her to have a sit down as he took his own seat again.

he was still silent for just a moment, dark eyes simply studying the girl before he spoke, but his voice was never angry, in fact, there was almost a hint of pride, “and how did you come to the conclusion that i am a werewolf, then?” he just asked her simply, eyes starting to shine a little with amusement, “i have to congratulate you though, not many students are that bold to just accuse me, so i suppose you have evidence?”

As soon as the words left her mouth, Claire realized that she had probably just made a terrible mistake. She couldn’t exactly turn back time to take her words back so all she could do was deal with the consequences, but this didn’t mean that this logic was making her feel any better. Still, a part of her was still hoping that she was right. She’s not sure what she expected, but it hadn’t been her teacher looking both ways in the hallway before inviting her in and offering her tea. Still, she nodded and quickly stepped inside the office before walking over to the seat he had gestured at and promptly sitting down on it.

She tried not to let her sudden anxiety show, folding her hands neatly over her lap and keeping her gaze on her professor. His gaze also fixed on her wasn’t helping much with the whole, trying to be calm, thing. When he spoke again though, Claire’s eyes widened comically. “Wait, what?” she couldn’t help but ask aloud. Was this him admitting that she was right? Just like that? No, no. She shook her head to gather her thoughts. He just wanted to hear about how she had ended up with this conclusion. She cleared her throat and straightened up on her chair. “I do,” she said before reaching inside her bag and taking her planner out.

“I’ve noticed a pattern,” she explained as she opened her planner and turned it toward her professor so he would be able to see the pages with her observations as she showed them to him. “You get more irritable when a full moon is coming up. In the beginning, I thought it was just an occurrence since you are always so kind with us in class. I thought you were simply having a bad day. But it repeated. So, I started making note of it.” Her cheeks turn red then and she moved a hand to press her palm over the side of her face. It’s uncomfortable to reveal that she had been keeping tabs on her teacher, but she had to tell him since that was part of how she had came to that conclusion.

“Also, I am not sure how this plays out into it, but I have noticed that some other professors sometimes glance at your plate with disgust during meal times. I assumed you were probably eating something they didn’t like, but if you were truly a werewolf, you’d probably like…um…raw meat, but I’ve never been able to actually see what’s in your plate, so rather than evidence, this part is more assumption, but it would link with the rest.” She paused then and tilted her head slightly before asking the question that she had been dying to ask for a little while now. “Professor, aren’t you angry?”

#p:secrets #crxripley

theseulgis

cutest seulshine ☀️

#x:portrait

Secrets

Starter for @crxripley

The care of magical creatures’ class was one of Claire’s favorites. She always paid attention in class and made sure to not miss any information that was given. This strong focus, paired with her extensive reading about magical creatures on her own free time, was what had led her to notice that something was not quite right with Professor Nam. In the beginning, she didn’t think much about how some other professors would sport a look of disgusts on their face when subtly glancing at the meat on professor Nam’s plate. She simply assumed he enjoyed eating something that the others didn’t like.

Then a few weeks later, the always nice professor became more irritable in class, even going as far as snap at students, to the surprise of those who ended up receiving the blunt of this irritation. Again, she didn’t think much of it at first because everyone is entitled to bad days, even teachers.

It could have remained like that, occurrences that happened one time, therefore not raising any suspicion, unfortunately, they repeated. She started documenting her professor’s periods of irritation, just a simple note in her planner, along with the homework she had to do. It felt a bit wrong to keep tabs on her professor, but her curiosity wouldn’t let her leave this without getting some answers first.

Not too long after the whole werewolf scare at the school, the answer hit her right in the face. “He’s a werewolf!” she exclaimed, dropping her pen on the library desk and quickly flipping through the pages of her planner to read her notes. It made sense! She quickly shoved her books in her bag and left the library with an apologetic smile thrown at the librarian for disrupting the peace of the place. Once in the hallway, she immediately made her way over to Professor Nam’s office.

Before she could even think about whether this was a good idea, she had reached her destination and knocked on the door. As soon as it opened, she didn’t let her poor professor talk, immediately spewing “You’re a werewolf!” at him.

#p:secrets #crxripley #( I hope this is okay! and I apologize for Claire and her strong curiosity haha )

@crethan

( sms, 😌🙌🏻 loml ) you expect me to answer this right after transfiguration??

( sms, 😌🙌🏻 loml ) KEKFKDKFKDKDK me and my two brain cells fighting to figure out this riddle… THIS IS SO SAD

( sms, 😌🙌🏻 loml ) oh word? we going✈️party?

( sms, 😌🙌🏻 loml ) i’m not going if they serving cheese and crackers…also what does snacks have to do with a party…are you throwing it? HHDJDKD

[text-> E.T.] I am sorry I momentarily forgot about your required period of desensitization after each classes.

[text-> E.T.] HOW DID YOUR ASS END UP IN RAVENCLAW

[text-> E.T.] Yes we are and Ethan pls.

[text-> E.T.] Do I look like the kind of girl to serve cheese and crackers at a party?

[text-> E.T.] I’m throwing it. There will be, me & you and maybe even a karaoke battle if you feel like it. You in?

#x:texts #crethan #( she thinks she's being very clever with that name )#( I continued this here. I hope that's ok ;; )

Is your face Mcdonalds? Cause im lovin it!

“Oh, hush you!”

#crlianna

crnate-deactivated20220515

RHYMES WITH GREAT.

crxclaire

crnate:

It isn’t the first time Claire catches him off guard with a burning question, and he has a feeling it definitely will not be the last. Fortunately he isn’t halfway into a gulp of some beverage when she approaches him. He’s silently thankful all there’s left to do is gaze up at her with undivided attention - despite the admittedly interesting book clutched in his hands. But East of Eden could wait.

There’s a theory Nathaniel heard of: that it’s only a date if both parties think it is. Said conspiracy is why an answer sticks in his throat for an agonizing minute. He is left only with the power of choice. “Yeah, sure! I, uh… haven’t been too one in a really long time, so it should be fun.” Another pause. He takes the opportunity to mentally rifle through his (nonexistent) schedule. Just in case. If he comes across as a busy man, he seems desirable, right? Sure. “I’m totally free. When do you want to go? Aside from this weekend, of course.”>

Before even hearing his reply, a part of her had assumed he would say no. She was hopeful he would say yes, but she had still mentally made a list of reasons as to why he could say no. It had mostly come down to a list of people Nate would surely prefer to spend his Saturday with, mainly Vincent, Lucas, Peter or Rowan. Her voice of reason had helpfully supplied that she was also fun to spend time with, but even the most optimistic people on the planet could have their moments of doubt. Right?

So when he says yes, she instantly rises her head and meets his gaze. She feels destabilized and almost miss it when he asks her when she would like to go. “Awesome!” she exclaims, the shocks slowly making way for excitement, her shoulders relaxing and a smile appearing on her lips. She moves to grab a chair nearby and brings it closer so she can sit down and lean her elbows on Nate’s desk. “I was thinking we could go Saturday afternoon? I don’t know how busy muggle museums get during weekends,” she admits, “but I figured we could go have dinner somewhere afterward if we are hungry. What do you think?”

Was this too much? Did it scream ‘THIS IS A DATE’ as if there was a blinking neon sign above her head? Could it be considered a date if they weren’t dating? Wouldn’t it just be viewed as a nice afternoon shared with a friend? All those questions, she had asked herself before deciding to ask Nate if he wanted to go with her. She had no answers for them. She guessed the answer would depend on who you asked. To her, it was spending a day with a friend, but also the guy she had feelings for. So, a date. Even if Nate thought of this as going out with a friend, like he would go out with Vincent or Lucas, Claire was still going to enjoy her day and cherish the memories.

#p:rhymeswithgreat #crnate

Dansons! ♫ ♫

With Claire’s playlist, I initially wanted to pick songs that would show different aspects of her personality, but it turned into a playlist of songs about loving life and being in love, which I think gives a good idea of where Claire is in her life right now haha. There’s everything from more pop/dance-oriented songs to old French classics (that may or may not also fall into the pop/dance category oops).

#cr!task1 #!hc

“you know i hate that.”

They are sitting across each other at a small table, on a beautiful terrace. Claire had been wanting to take Rowan on a girl’s day out for a while now and when it finally started to be warmer outside and when they got a rare day of sunshine, she knew it was the perfect time for that. Claire reaches for her glass of water and takes a sip before returning it to the table and picking up her fork instead. She stabs a couple of things in her plate with it and then lifts the fork to offer the food to Rowan.

“I promise it’s just the right amount of spicy,” she assures her friend with a bright smile. She knows that Rowan doesn’t like spicy food, but she thinks this should be tolerable enough. It’s not like the ingredients have been drenched in hot sauce after all. “Don’t you think it looks good?” she adds, trying to bring forward Rowan’s curiosity and desire to find out how it would taste like.

#crcwan

Is it too early to jump on the edit bandwagon? Well I am jumping in anyway haha

#clearwater on hooter

Claire’s posts are mostly about her daily life, so nothing that would suddenly blow up and become trendy. She also sometimes write posts in French when she wants to be a little bit cryptic. It allows her to vaguely talk about her crush without him knowing.

#cr!hooter #[ sorry for the repost...I had to fix a little something]

appearances

@crxisla

Claire smooths down the dress she is wearing with hands that aren't technically hers. She's a bit nervous and apprehensive about this whole thing, but it's excitement that wins over both of those other feelings. For the first time, she will be using her ability to sneak into an event, something she has never done before, even as a child, and somehow doing it now reminds her of her mother, who often changes her appearance for her career as an Auror. She just hopes that she will be able to pull this off without being caught. That's why she turns to the girl walking at her side.

"Isla, did you bring enough potion with you to make it through the entire evening?" she asks the Slytherin girl. It's an important question, if they want to make sure all their bases are covered. The success of their plan is on the line! Sneaking out of the school had been a challenge already. They had succeeded, and had not been caught, but had this been purely out of luck? If it was, Claire doesn't want to push it, because it is bound to run out eventually.

#p:appearances #crxisla

“i’m sorry, i wasn’t listening.”

“I know,” Claire replies after the younger student tells her that she hadn’t been listening. Claire had seen her get distracted by a butterfly, focus shifting away from her and to the insect instead. It was only a couple of steps later that Claire had noticed the other girl had stopped walking and had stayed behind. She had walked back to her and that was where they were now.

“I don’t want to be this annoying person that tells you what to do because no one enjoys that, but I am still going to give you some advice. Daydreaming is nice, so is getting distracted by things that grab our attention, but I hope that while in class, you will be able to resist the pull and keep paying attention to what the teacher is saying, even if the lesson is boring. I am sure you don’t want the teacher to suddenly pick you to answer a question and you not having it because you weren’t paying attention.”

#crxviolet #[ thank you for sending one! ]

“this feels like a test.”

”That’s because it is, Miguelito,”Claire tells him with a bright smile and a mischievous glint in her eye. There are a bunch of different boxes on the table, all covered with fabric that has a hole large enough in the middle to slip one hand through. The contents are obviously hidden from the Hufflepuff boy and only she knows what’s inside of each boxes.

“Today, we need to test how easily scared you can get and we are going to do that while also testing your sense of touch by having you try to identify things without seeing them, or smelling them.” Claire is aware that this is completely ridiculous, but she has high hopes of this ending up being completely hilarious and what’s better for the mood than a good laugh?

“Ready?” she asks him, before grabbing his forearm and trying to guide his hand toward the first box. “I promise that there’s nothing in there that is going to eat your fingers!”

#crmimi

"youre gonna leave me alone?"

The soft inquiry tugged at Claire’s heartstrings. “Oh, Jonathan, sweetie,” she instantly replies, reaching out to take his hand in both of hers, immediately rubbing soothing circles on the top of it with her thumbs, before letting go of it and pulling him into a tight hug instead. She’s never been one to shy away from physical contact when it came to comforting friends. She keeps it brief enough so that it doesn’t turn awkward, but long enough to provide a bit of comfort, or at least she hopes it works.

The truth is, she has a million things to do. There is homework that needs to be done, a letter to be written to her parents, some taking care of personal business (shaving her legs), but none of that matters in the light of the current situation. If Jonathan feels like he needs someone to stay with him, then she is going to stay, because that is more important than homework or any other things on her schedule.

“I’m not going anywhere,” she tells him with a smile before moving to sit down next to him. Silence settles between them and she leans her head against the wall. After a minute or so, she turns her head to look at him and nudges him lightly. “Wouldn’t you prefer it if it was someone else keeping you company though?” She thinks of the boy Jonathan had been posting pictures of over on Hooter. Before he can reply, she adds: “Although, I am sure that no one else you know can do this,” and with that, she suddenly gets droopy bunny ears, that soon get replaced by cat ones. One twitches as she grins at him. “Would it be funnier if I went for a literal duck face?” she asks him, immediately losing the cat ears and growing a duck beak instead and making a silly face.

#crjon #(I....am really not sure about this u_u )

deukiedeukie

cover girl, kang seulgi.

#x:portrait

"are you flirting with me?"

It started with a compliment. She had thought the outfit Nate had decided to wear that day looked particularly good on him, or rather, he looked extra handsome in it. She figured that it would be a good idea to let him know, because it is always nice to receive compliments and she believes that people don’t compliment each other enough. She was very set on changing that. So she had told him, that he looked really good, and for some reasons, Nate had replied with…well…with that.

The color of her hair immediately seems to drain away, roots turning completely white and rapidly all the way down to the tips. At the same time her heart stops in her chest. Usually, she has good control over her emotions around her crush. She kind of built a safe system in her head that makes sure her emotions around him are relatively stable, or at least stable enough that she doesn’t end up changing part of herself under strong emotions. It took just that simple question from him to destroy everything.

Does he know? Did he figure out that she has feelings for him even though she has been so careful to not be too obvious about it? And then, just as rapidly as the color left her face and her hair, it suddenly comes back with a vengeance, cheeks turning darker and hair turning a mix of blue tones and white, like troubled water. “N-NO I WASN’T…I’M NOT!,” she exclaims, loudly, and then realizes that she was perhaps too quick to deny it and this probably sounds even more suspicious. Oh god. She can feel her heart hammering in her chest.

“I just…you looked good…I mean, look, present, you look good so I told you…so that you would know…that you look good,” she tries to explain, but the more she speaks, the redder her cheeks get and god, she needs to move away from him and go hide, preferably in her bed, buried under all her blankets until she can get control of her emotions again which will probably take a while because getting over this current situation is not going to be easy.

“I’ll just…I’m gonna go,” she quickly adds and tries to point in direction of her dorm, momentarily forgetting that she had been holding things in her arms, things that end up toppling over and to the ground as soon as she moves her arm away. She curses and immediately crouches down to gather everything and also hide her burning cheeks away from Nate’s gaze which has probably been on them for too long already.

#crnate #( -insert little angel emoji here- )

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