clever as the devil and twice as pretty;

daniel greengrass. don't paint me black when I used to be golden

[danielgreengrass]

lousweasley:

'As far as I'm concerned, I don't have power to assert   I am rather thankful for that fact. But I’ll keep it in consideration for.. next time? Are you enjoying your new Head Boy duties?’ 

"Not a fan of power? That's a rare trait these days it seems, hold onto it well. Well, if you're ever annoyed by anything that's against the rules, it's our job to keep that from happening, so. Yes, I suppose I am, although it's rather odd -- having all this power. It's certainly... New for me."

[danielgreengrass]

lefeugentil:

" …— You caught two first years … doing that?" Under her breath Clarabel mumbled, ‘what a hero’. “Wait, why are you telling me this?”

"They're starting younger and younger, it seems. Although, you wouldn't know anything about that, now would you?" His eyes glinted as he leaned in close, licking his lips slightly, his mouth turning into a smirk. He just got darker around her -- he wasn't quite sure why. "But I'm telling you because I thought you might like to know what you betrothed is up to -- your betrothed who is now Head Boy. It's really a lovely position to be in, don't you think? Engaged to the Head Boy?"

[carinarosier-blog]

[danielgreengrass]

"Do you want to talk about it? Or just cuddle?"

[danielgreengrass]

lousweasley:

'I suppose I should be.. thankful that you came past before I did. I'm not sure how I'd get their attention to ask them to stop.' 

"Banging on the cupboard and simply asking them politely seemed to work -- they were just first years after all. Usually that's my course of action. They were just first years, more scared of me than I was of them. Never be afraid to assert your power, or, y'know, tell a prefect. Or... Me."

[danielgreengrass]

roksanadolohov:

"That’s why I’m not a prefect, because I wouldn’t. Their children. Everyone’s scared of you darling, it’s a niche.  You’ve always been soft, just in a more selective way. It’s not a bad thing though, it’s endearing. If you’ll notice, I’m not soft all the time and I have about three friends so-"

"Everyone's scared of me? Really? But... Why? I'm so fucking cuddly, just look at me." He let out a laugh, nudging her slightly. "Hey. Yeah, but I'm your friend. So that means a whole hell of a lot. You're wonderful, Roksy, shush. I'm afraid of either going too harsh or too soft -- still working out the balance."

[danielgreengrass]

roksanadolohov:

"Danny, that’s all well and good. But I don’t think you should be condoning 11 year old sexual intimacy. You should have given them detention. Its your job to handle these things you know. Points..well, that’s not very effective love. You’re 17 there’s a difference. "

"They're kids, let'm have fun. I believe it was on a dare anyway. I told 'em if I caught them out again, I'd give them detention. They seemed right scared of me anyway, I think I did a good job. I'd give them detention if they didn't look so goddamn scared and it was annoying really. I'm too soft, I suppose."

[danielgreengrass]

"You know, usually I would've let it slide, but really, when you catch two first years making out loudly in the closet -- I really couldn't just look past it. The least I could do was teach the poor bloke a silencing charm and tell him not to be out after curfew. I felt bad for taking points, since, well, I'm really not one to talk, but what has to be done is done."

[danielgreengrass]

I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

[roleplayingkitty]

[danielgreengrass]

firstbornworstborn:

Shit, he had noticed… the last thing James wanted to do was make things weird with someone that could become an actual friend. He just needed to rela–– oh, shit, Daniel’s chin was on his knee and he was looking up at him through those long eyelashes and–– James’s face didn’t change, but his mind went into overdrive and the room suddenly seemed much smaller.

"I’m something of an expert, I suppose. Good stuff? This is the best, thank you very much.” He scoffed, pretending to be offended for a moment before a smile took over. James knew it wasn’t supposed to be much of a compliment, but he could feel his cheeks getting ready to burn again, so he set the bowl down and jumped in himself.

"The best? Hm. I wonder what else you're the best at, hm?" He laughed brightly, and crossed the large tub to go to the window, opening it, his bare (and now wet) butt shone in the light as he got on his tippy toes to make sure it was open enough. Winking at the mermaid in the painting, he snapped his fingers to put a covering over it. She had a habit of interrupting, and he did not want to be interrupted when he was with this beautiful boy. Turning around, he added some more bubbles because he could. "This was definitely needed though -- brilliant idea. A good smoke and a good soak." He winked, a bright smile on his lips, feeling happier than he had in a while.

[danielgreengrass]

"I–it's not your fault. You couldn't have stopped them. It––" He raised a trembling hand to Daniel's cheek, red with his own blood. "I just wish I had told you that I lo–– I love..." And with that, he went limp, eyes empty as they stared up at the sky.

"James..." Daniel choked out, staring down at the dead body in his hands, his body collapsing on top of it, shaking, sobbing, nearly w a i l i n g like a widow at a funeral. And in a way, he felt like one -- James hadn't even fucking finished his sentence... "Don't -- Don't do this to me, don't leave me here, I loved you too, I love you too, why would you..." He cried out, feeling hands around him, people trying to take him off of the dead body, people he thought were Carina or Roksy trying to help him, trying to pry him off of the cold dead thing in his arms that no longer held life. The body that would never smirk or smile or laugh at him again, he'd no longer see those lips curl around a cigarette, he wouldn't hear the giggle of him while he was intoxicated or high... He'd never see him again. "I love you." He whispered, staring down at the body as he was finally dragged away, his eyes dead in his skull, wishing more than everything it was him who had drawn his last breath and not the Potter boy. "I  l o v e you."

[danielgreengrass]

You're not capable of love or being loved, I don't want you near me ever again, you're a monster. Stay the hell away from me. I hate you."

"Carina, please, no." Daniel spoke, tears streaming down his usually emotionless cheeks. "I... You know I had to... I... Fuck, please. P l e a s e." He swallowed, shaking his head, reaching for her, needing her close. "I... I need you... I l o v e you... Please... Please don't leave me here alone."

[rogerlilyrp-blog]

Rip out my (Character's) heart in one sentence.

Bonus points if it makes me cry.

[danielgreengrass]

"She saw the beauty in him that no one ever noticed before and she wished with all her heart that someone would see his beauty the way she does. She wanted someone to see it as much as she did so he could love that someone, knowing she could never have him, or that he could never love her the way she loves him."

[the-write-ideas]

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[danielgreengrass]

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[gatheringbones]

People who have monsters recognize each other. They know each other without even saying a word.

Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Last Night I Sang To The Monster

[danielgreengrass]

(via taintedgray)

[danielgreengrass]

firstbornworstborn:

James laughed loudly, the sound filling the small room. “I’m not surprised. You don’t quite seem the godly type.” Kicking off his shoes and shrugging off his robes, he set the supplies near the edge of the tub and took off his undershirt, only then turning to see the other boy completely naked. He froze, breath catching in his throat and eyes going wide, not averting his eyes until Daniel was in the tub. His cheeks turned slightly pink, but he simply continued to strip down to his boxers –– going in naked was probably just a french thing or something. Sitting on the edge of the large tub with just his feet in„ he began to pack the bowl, concentrating intently on making sure that it was perfect.

Daniel noticed the slight pink on his face and chuckled softly. "It's okay, the bubbles hide everything." He looked over at the bowl, and grinned. "You certainly do know what you're doing." He put his chin on James's leg -- fuck everything at this point really -- and inhaled the smell of the unlit weed. "Good stuff too. I knew I wanted to keep you around, Potter." And with that, he turned away, dipping his head under, running his hands through his wet hair. "I'll never get tired of this room, honestly."