tell me, atlas

what is heavier: the world or its people’s hearts? but remember that you have to move on somehow. you pick your head up and stare at something beautiful like the sky, or the ocean, and you move the hell on. 17. gryffindor

[ebxnes]

pandoradvies:

pandora stood just outside the great hall’s doors, her arm loosely looped with her date’s. she didn’t dare look at him yet, for fear that he might turn into a troll and she’d wake up in the ravenclaw dorms. another few seconds marked an important moment of realization for the blonde, and she sucked in a shaky breath. placing her hand over the one that clung to edgar’s arm, she glanced at him. a bright smile erased the nerves on her expression, and she winked at him. (oh god, why had she winked at him?) “after you, sir.” @ebxnes

“ I can’t wink, “ edgar said --- somewhere in the vicinity of both apologetic and amused. edgar hadn’t expected to end up with a date for the ball; he knew the asking process could be stressful for some people, and why would he want to add to that tension? but he could admit he was pleased to be going with pandora, and very much looking forward to enjoying the evening with one of his closest friends. “ or I’d try that back at you, of course. “ he grinned, and not moving so fast he’d dislodge pandora, he pushed the door open and stepped in. “ c’mon! “

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arielsmackay:

         ariel fiddled absentmindedly with the straw resting in her juice — a juice that was, surprisingly, completely free of alcohol. she’d put emma on the special mission of keeping her away from the ( soon to be spiked ) punch and had charmed her own cup to constantly refill with pure orange juice and so far, she wasn’t even regretting it. actually, for the first time in a long time, ariel felt quite CALM, eyes scanning the floor with a small ( genuine ) smile gracing her features. this — this level of peace — was not something she had felt in months, and though the ball seemed to be picking up in steam, she remained quiet and unassuming, simply enjoying her time spent with friends. as she took another gentle sip from her cup, her eyes locked on a familiar face not to far away. widening her smile ever so slightly, she moved towards them with an enviable level of grace. ❝ nice to see you’re here, ❞ she began, fixing her gaze back on the dance floor.

           edgar couldn’t help the wide-eyed nature of his smile, the instinctive expression colored by some actual surprise that it was a response, and not something he was offering with no expectation of return. ariel was looking ... well, happy, he supposed. ( an assumption made with equal parts caution and optimism. ) it made him wonder what the situation called for; expansive, jovial greetings were the usual flavor he took up with her, something met with scorn that he suspected was covering some amusement --- though one could never tell with. but he didn’t want to cut a good start off on the legs just for the sake of routine. who knew, maybe she just hadn’t realized it was him. after all, formal dress wasn’t really edgar’s norm. but the smile was all he went for, an a warm tone when he returned the pleasantries. “ thanks, ariel. I’m glad to have run into you, too. enjoying yourself? “

[ebxnes]

edgar bones ------------ valentine’s day ball attire

[ebxnes]

To: Edgar Bones

From: Pandora Davies

Note: I realize men receiving flowers from women isn’t exactly raved about, but I thought appreciation is appreciation no matter the form it comes in. I asked them to double the carnation count for this one. A special order for a very special person!

With love, Pandora

[ebxnes]

okdiggory:

“yeah. she was a slytherin herself.” amos slowed down, his expression glazing over for a second, as if he were recalling a troubled past he had never lived in. he rose an eyebrow at edgar once breaking out of his own spell. “oh, i heard about that howler. wasn’t here to see it, but i heard he wouldn’t leave the boy’s lavatory until curfew,” he said, a chuckle lacing the end of his sentence. he always found most gryffindors amusing, if not for their volume, then for their knack of getting into trouble. “mum would love that. she hates bad news if there isn’t good to follow.”

edgar slumped his face into his hands, scrubbing one through his hair and rubbing the other over his eyes on a pass, before settling them back down on the table and trying to compose himself. he gave amos a small smile and couldn’t help but shake his head at the whole situation. “ see --- let me just say, this slytherin-gryffindor feud is going to ruin some lives one day. mark my words, “ he said, waving a halfhearted finger in his friend’s direction. “ still, though, you’ve gotta feel for arthur. I don’t even know what I would do if I found a howler waiting for me at breakfast. so I’ll definitely be sure to lighten the blow for your mother ... send the nicest owl with the letter, too. “

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lu-sin-da:

“there is. it’s a glisten or a sparkle of trouble. it is only trouble for those around you. it will do nothing to you but make your life a little more fun.. or at least fun in my book. i find it charming when you have multiple people throwing themselves in your direction. just know that some feelings will have to be pushed about in the process. how to nip it? hm.. probably just let everyone you’re interested in know right away that they have no chance. that way they don’t get their hopes up. sunglasses would do nothing, just make you look like this ‘danny’ character in the play they are doing this month. maybe they just didn’t tell you that you hurt them.”

“ I have to say this is the first I’m hearing of any of this, and it’s a lot to take in. did someone sit you down at some point and explain all this to you, or are you just better suited to this kind of trial and error? but all the same, and with all due respect, I’m not really sure that we have the same kind of fun, you know? I wouldn’t want to knowingly be mean to people, you know, and mess with their feelings or anything. they don’t have control over them any more than I do; and why on earth would I want to tell people that they have no chance for me? I’m really not that great, lucinda, flattering as all this is. can’t I just leave all the fun heartbreaking to you? “

[ebxnes]

winuhfred:

               “ pull up a chair, my good man.                                   i give you full permission to stay. ”

   “ you’re edgar, right ? got the role of … ”   

                “ full permission?     well, I must say I feel honored. “ 

                            “ I am, yeah! vince fontaine. and you’re --- winifred, right? “

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arielsmackay:

        she had to admit — his smile was nice. but FUCK if it didn’t get under her skin. she wasn’t even entirely sure why it was that he bugged her so, in fact it was probably for no reason at all, but now that he was here and she was bored out of her fucking mind, she was just going to have to get over it. jesus christ… when had it come to this ?? watching him wriggle in his seat, her brow furrowed slightly, a small scoff falling from her lips. ❝ you a’ight there ?? ❞ at his words, she couldn’t help but smirk, another odd chuckle / scoff sounding from the back of her throat. ‘ all the fun ’ — that wasn’t exactly how she saw it. in fact, she had very little interest in the musical, but it brought her a small amount of joy to tease. ❝ now that i think about it, i reckon you having anything to do with it might deter me. ‘sides, wouldn’t you rather be in the audience pestering me ?? ❞

      when he caught her question, edgar grinned again, a smaller expression that might have been sheepish on anyone else, but edgar didn’t care, really. if she was laughing at him, even if it was something small and not entirely humorous, at least she was laughing. he was doing something. in his eyes, the smallest something meant he was doing alright, despite it all. “ I am doing alright --- thanks for asking, ariel. but if I didn’t think pomfrey would have my head for it, I’d transfigure this chair into something more comfortable, let me tell you. “ he gestured halfheartedly down towards the unforgiving wooden contraption underneath him, performing some more discomfort to see if he could coax another smile out of her. “ aw, c’mon now. surely you’ve got some other friends involved in it. wouldn’t you want to show them some support? because as much as I’d love to enjoy the show with you, I can’t let them down now. “ 

[ebxnes]

pandoradvies:

pandora gently shook her shoulders, her own way of shaking herself off. the way a quidditch player would after a rather rough match. the only difference was that her match involved running through the same words over and over in her head, and considering that she could quite possibly make things awkward from this interaction on. she stopped her dainty fussing and looked at edgar, her cheeks flush with both embarrassment and general fluster. they were the two most prominent feelings when she was with him, it seemed. at least, that’s how things had been lately. “no, i’m fine, thank you.”

she glanced down at her feet, realizing she hadn’t actually given thought to what exactly she wanted to say to edgar. most of her pacing had been worry about how things would end up, or if he would even show up at all. now, in facing the situation, she found herself even more unprepared than she thought. “how, how are you? i mean i know i saw you yesterday, but a lot can happen between two days. i figured i should have just found you instead of asking you to meet me, but i wanted a bit of privacy to…to…” she stopped her rambling. the unmistakable heat of even more embarrassment ran down her neck and to her ears. “to talk.”

edgar didn’t want to push it. they hadn’t run into each other that hard, and pandora had even said she was okay --- but she looked flushed, a little fidgety still. maybe her head had been moved back too quickly, and she was dizzy now. he didn’t want to push it; so with half a smile, somewhere joking and concerned and happy all at once. “ hey, maybe we should sit anyway. you’re fine, and I totally believe you, but you still seem a little harried. again, I would hate to have you faint on my watch. “ edgar shrugged, an expansive gesture, and felt his grin go a little more lopsided. “ no one would forgive me. I wouldn’t forgive me. “  there were benches lining the walls, clunky uncomfortable looking things, but tools for sitting nonetheless, that he waved a lazy arm towards. 

“ I’m good, my friend, thanks for asking. this month has been an absolute hectic mess, so even if we just saw each other five minutes ago, something might have happened. “ he leaned forward a bit to get a clearer look at pandora’s face. “ I would never turn down some time to talk away from everything else. especially if there’s something on your mind you want to talk about. what’s up? “

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jennxsullx:

“Yes you can. You can become a bum, that’ pretty free too, isn’t it? But I’m better than that.” Jennifer didn’t know what kind of job she could take in this world, it often seemed that nothing fit. “Something that I’d actually like to do. It’s not like I’ve got one subject that’s a million times better than the others that I love. School is just school, academics aren’t exactly helping me figure it all out.”

“ well, free, yes. job ... I don’t think most people would call it a career. hence the dragon training. but fear not! there’s gotta be something else out there, and something for you, even if you’re not quite sure what it is yet. I mean, who is, really? “ edgar smiled at jenny, tentative. it was his instinct to reassure her, but this was a subject he was just as stuck in the middle in. “ maybe hobbies can help you out, extracurriculars, if schools can. “

[ebxnes]

pandoradvies:

@ebxnes

Pandora paced back and forth, blonde locks bouncing with every quick step she took. Nerves that shouldn’t have been creeping through her body sent chills to her arms. She had no reason to be nervous, Edgar was one of her closest friends, and even if she was rejected she knew he wouldn’t be harsh with it. He would never be harsh to her. The thing was, she really, desperately did not want to be rejected. She was mid-turn in her pacing when she was abruptly stopped by her face colliding into a firm chest. Stumbling, she took a wary step back and glance upwards, letting out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. “Edgar! I..Hello.”

on instinct, Edgar’s hands shot up --- not touching pandora, but hovering somewhere around her shoulders like a force field. he hadn’t known where to expect her from, and rarely did one plan for the contingency of running into someone. but he knew the last thing he wanted was for her to fall because he hadn’t been quick enough when she starting stumbling. “ woah! “ the exclamation was a gentle one, as he made sure she was alright before dropping his hands and worried expression in exchange for his usual ease and smile. “ my bad. you’re not too beat up from the collision, are you? I’d hate for you to want to meet up with me only to get an injury out of it. “

[littlemusings]

[ebxnes]

lu-sin-da:

“nothing, they’re quite nice. i can just tell they would end up being so enchanting to young girls that you would get them trapped in your gaze. people with our kind of beauty edgar need to stick together, i need to teach you the ropes so you don’t burn your bridges. it’s not to stress you out, it’s merely to help. not capable? oh honey, everyone is capable. some just never know the pain they’ve caused.”

“ I --- thank you? I think. so I’ll take your advice, but with a grain of salt. I don’t think there’s anything so enchanting about my gaze that has the ability to be so sinister. but if you, o wise and beautiful one, can recommend something for me to nip any unfair advantages in the bud, I’m all ears. if those are indeed the kinds of ropes you have to show. maybe some sunglasses? hm. I don’t want to think I’ve caused pain. “

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winuhfred:

“ if you’re not super excited about this musical,                              then you might want to leave because that’s                                                      PRETTY MUCH ALL                        i’m gonna be talking about for the next couple of weeks ! ”

                           “ what if someone’s JUST excited,                                                     but not super excited?                     d’you think you’d be so kind as to allow them to stay?       I’m glad to hear you’re excited though. “

[ebxnes]

FOR: Edgar Bones

FROM: A ghost

NOTE: I would like to eat cake with you sometime. Also, I think you’d be a good person to marry.

[ebxnes]

arielsmackay:

        in any other, normal circumstance, ariel would’ve ignored edgar for as long as she possibly could, his attempts at conversation normally having been met with a look of disgust and a flick of her hair. but he’d just been sitting there for some time now, and it wasn’t like there was anyone else to talk to, and she was growing incredibly bored of listening to her own thoughts, so perhaps he was her last shot at distraction. wincing slightly at his use of the phrase ‘ my friend ’, she shifted so she was facing him, ( regrettably ) engaging in the conversation as best she could. ❝ and who for ?? background dancer number two ?? or maybe even TEEN ANGEL ?? just not danny zuko, please, or i don’t know if i’ll be going… ❞

                edgar smiled at ariel, pleased and wondering if he shouldn’t be that she was letting him stay; even stuck in the hospital wing he had no doubts she would kick him out, if she really wanted to. hell, she still might, and he’d just smile another goodbye at her when the time came. he was aware enough to know he wasn’t ariel’s favorite person, but any way he could make her stay here a little brighter was worth it --- especially if she was at the point of actively engaging with him. he turning in his seat, slumping and slouching and shifting until he could comfortably face ariel. “ well, wouldn’t you know, I do have my fingers crossed for background dancer number two, “ he cocked his head, feigning seriousness to the best of his ability. “ after all, how could I ever want to play danny if it meant you might end up missing out on all the fun? “

[ebxnes]

jennxsullx:

“Okay, then you take it.” She grabbed the pamphlet back off the pile and held it out to him. “Just think I’m cut out for something different. I don’t know what though, and I definitely don’t see it anywhere in these pamphlets.” Maybe she did have an idea but she wouldn’t admit it to herself.

“ hey, now, I don’t want to be a dragon trainer! I just thought we were looking for jobs for you that didn’t involve any ministry work or being tied down by the system --- and you can’t really get any freer than working with literal dragons. “ edgar took the pamphlet nonetheless and set it aside, leaning back to look at jenny. “ what sort of job were you hoping to find here? “