𝔰𝔦𝔩𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤

𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 , 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 .

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*   𝐅𝐋𝐗𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐒   :   ft.  muses  adored  +  hated  by  veronica  (  she / they  )  for  winkingwitch .

sirius  black  :   google  doc  ,  spotify  playlist   ,   threads  . ted  tonks  :   google  doc  ,  spotify  playlist   ,   threads  . emmeline  vance  :   google  doc  ,  spotify  playlist   ,   threads  . maeve  mckinnon  :   google  doc  ,  spotify  playlist   ,   threads  . arabella  johnson  :   google  doc  ,  spotify  playlist   ,   threads  .

[flxfelicis]

— ♡  ❛  perilovs ​:

“you mean won’t. don’t be a brat, sirius. you can’t even read.“

the genuine curl of his mouth softens the words, dulling the prick of their delivery with a fondness that reaches his eyes as he reaches across the table and pinches sirius’ right ear. “did you miss me this summer?“

he ignores the rest of his friend’s questions and slides the books closer to his own chest. if sirius wants them back? he’ll have to fight for them. “what’s wrong with you anyway? you’re a bit squirrelly.”

——  ♡  *  he  swats  his  friend’s  hand  away  from  his  ears  ,  though  he’s  got  a  smile  on  his  face  ,  nonetheless .   ❛  fuck  off. ❜   though  the  words  are  laced  with  affection. 

                not  no  ,    he  wants  to  say.  but  it  was  too  sappy  to  admit.  sirius  sighs  as  he  watches  his  books  retreat  ,  probably  forever  ,  further  under  rod’s  arms .  “no.”  he  settles .  “i  wrote  you  ,  didn’t  i ?”   despite  his  words  ,  he  almost  hopes  rod  knows  he  sort  of  did   ,  despite  the  question  likely  being  a  joke  ,  as  well .  sirius  didn’t  expect  rod  to  answer  all  of  his  questions  ,  but  he  is  surprised  to  get  one  in  return .  he’s  not  sure  how  to  answer  ,  so  he  thinks .  and  reflects.   squirrelly  ?    he  shrugs  ,  and  defends  his  earlier  position  .   “ needed  those  for  class.  just  stressed  ,  i  supposed .  ”   but  he  knows  the  lestrange  likely  won’t  buy  it .  

[flxfelicis]

— ♡ ❛   remusww ​:

Sirius Black. You couldn’t call a Black by just their surname, despite them being the sort of people Remus would prefer not to be on first name terms with. There were four of them just in his year and it would get confusing very quickly. He had no doubt that it was a family who were staunchly anti-werewolf, perhaps likely to look down their noses on those who were less than pure, and definitely dirty rich in the way that the Lupins were dirt poor. When he first arrived at Hogwarts, three years before, Remus had thought he would get through his school days without ever speaking to one of the Blacks and yet he was now on civil terms with three of them. Perhaps. If civil was the right word. “You sound like your cousin,” he told Sirius, for it was usually Andromeda commenting on his lack of attendance at Astronomy Club. “I was going to go next week. It’s easier to see the stars when it’s a New Moon.” An eyebrow raised when Sirius asked him not to leave, uncertain how to react. “Maybe,” he replied uncommittedly, turning his cigarette around between his fingers and looking at it with a frown on his face, as if the mere concept of Sirius wanting him to be there was incomprehensible. “Is there a reason I should stay tonight? I’m less likely to go to duelling club if I’ve been up half the night.”

——  ♡  *  sirius  was  still  unsure  why  he’d  bothered  asking  ,    though  he  was  sure  he  hadn’t  regretted  it.  a  laugh  similar  to  a  scoff  ,  followed  by  a  simple  nod.   ❛  cool. ❜   he’d  said  simply.  “new  moons  are  great  ,  yeah.”  he  resisted  the  urge  to  make  a  joke  equating  him  to  a  star  ,  in  relation  to  the  moon  comment. 

                 remus’  eyebrow  raise  didn’t  go  unnoticed  ,  and  sirius’  mouth  hung  open  in  response  while  his  body  remained  frozen  for  a  moment.  he’d  wanted  to  backpedal  and  add  that  a  party  like  this  would  be  good  for  anyone  and  that  no  one  should  miss  out.  but  he  didn’t.  he’d  only  waited  for  the  other  to  answer  the  question  he’d  asked .   he  simply  stared  for  another  moment  ,  processing  the  words remus  had  spoken .  “  so  is  that  a  yes?  ”  a  smirk  hung  at  the  corners  of  his  lips  ,  not  quite  allowing  himself  to  fully  smile .   another  small  pause.  “it’s  a  party.  that’s  a  reason.”   sirius  shrugged.  “  you  can  do  both.  i  am.  ”

[flxfelicis]

—  ♡  ❛   perilovs​ :

“HEAD GIRL!“ xeno cheers, voice cracking on the last syllable. he laughs and does the complete opposite of what she’s demanding – gets in her way and leans in to get a better look at the badge.

“it’s shinier up close.” he dares to touch it, running a finger down the outline of the metal. “and it looks better on you than the last head girl. are you going to change the rules? you should. you have–” he drops his voice into a whisper. “unlimited power.”

——  ♡  *   try  as  she  might  ,  emmeline  cannot  be  mean  to  people  ;  at  least  not  to  xeno .   her  hallway  facade  faded  as  soon  as  his  voice  hits  her  ears  ,  causing  her  to  let  out  an  embarrassing  almost  snort  of  a  laugh  at  his  cheering  ,    embarrassed  yet  grinning .  she  waves  a  brief  princess  wave  ,  giving  a  small  curtsy  as  she  stops  in  front  of  her  friend  --  her  rush  instantly  forgotten  as  he  examines  her  badge .

                    ❛   HEAD  EDITOR ! ❜    she  greets  in  exhange  ,  smiling  as  he  toys  with  the  adorned  pin .  she  hums  and  offers  a  nod .  “ yeah ,  i  suppose  it  is  pretty  shiny , ”  she  agrees  .  “ thank  you , ”  she  beams  ,  “ but  i  think  you  deserve  one  ,  too .  the  biggest  ,  most   shiny   head  editor’s  badge.”  emmeline  takes  a  mental  note  to  get  him  one .  it’s  the  least  she  can  do .  she  giggles  at  his  exaggeration  ,  “you  think  so?”  she’s  not  so  sure  (   her  ‘power’  probably  has  some  limit   )    though  she  shakes  her  head .   “ probably  not .  at  least  not  yet.”   she  thinks.  “unless  you  think  i  should ?”  she  trusts  her  fellow  ravenclaw’s  opinions  ,  keeps  them  in  high  regard  ,  in  fact.  “what  would  you  say  needs  changing?”

[flxfelicis]

—  ♡  ❛  bitchmare ​:

𝑖.     ❥       ❬    ⁿᵒᵘⁿ    ❭       …        𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸  ,       𝔰.

sirius   can   be   tolerable,      if   only   for   the   ego   boost   it   gives   bellatrix   to   stand   next   to   him.         today,      she’d   just   rather   throw   him   off   the   tower   &   nip   her   nineteen   -   year   -   old   headache   in   the   bud.

   his   mouth   moves   &   her   eyes   roll;      a   tale   as   old   as   time.         “who   else   will   show   you   how   to   swing?”         she   finally   turns   her   head,      taking   in   the   ugly   picture   he   makes,      before   her   attention   is   back   on   lady,      voice   hushing   into   an   exaggerated   whisper,      loud   enough   to   reach   her   target   audience   &   sweet   enough   to   nauseate.         “who’s   a   good   girl?         who’s   much   prettier   &   faster   than   that   weird   little   vega?         who   could   fly   circles   around   him?”         lady   hoots   with   a   trained   arrogance,      &   bella   laughs   with   an   inherent   one.

——  ♡   the  pair  are  in  sync  ,  even  if  they  refuse  to  think  so  ,  as  sirius  rolls  his  eyes  in  return  ,  without  knowing  it  was  an  action  mirrored .  he  laughs  ,  though  in  words  ,  ❛   haha.  ❜   a  pause  after  .  “ very  funny . ”   though  a  part  of  him  is  secretly  ,  mildly  amused .  

                    he  feels  her  eyes  on  him  ,  though  keeps  his  own  glued  on  vega.  “ i’d  sooner  ask  a  gryffindor  for  help  ,  bella. ”   the  word  is  uttered  with  an  almost  forced  disgust .  he  continues  feeding  his  trusted  owl   ;  one  hand  out  with  feed  ,  the  other  smoothing  his  feathers .  at  her  words  ,  he  wonders  why  he  didn’t  consider  leaving  the  moment  he’d  arrived  as  vega  reacts  with  a  confused  hoot  at  the  haughty  one  of  lady .  sirius  resists  glancing  at  the  pair  ,  muttering  a   “  you’re  not  that  weird  ”  to  his  own  owl  ,  its  head  still  tilted  quizzically  ,  and  hoping  his  cousin  hadn’t  heard .  eventually  he  speaks  for  her  ears  ,  though  he  lacks  creative  comebacks  and  insults  where  she  is  gifted .      “ fuck  off .”    again. 

[flxfelicis]

— ♡  ❛  marijacintoa ​:

A familiar voice calling out her name distracted Marisol from her goals and she turned her head, grinning when her eyes landed on Ted. He was easy to spot, after all. His chair was on the Ravenclaw table. “TED!” she called back, paying no mind to the others in the hall who didn’t look so happy about them shouting across the room to each other. “Good morning! How are you this fine day?”

“What if theirs is stronger, though?” she asked, even as she let him steer her towards the Hufflepuff table. “I don’t need any watered down crap, I want pure triple espresso.”

——  ♡  *  despite  being  their  house’s  quidditch  team  captain  and  in  choir  ,  ted  wasn’t  the  best  at  breath  control .   ❛   AMAZING  !  ❜  ted  sung  across  the  room  as  he  ran  ,  too  out  of  breath  to  reciprocate  the  question .

                    “oh .”  ted  hadn’t  thought  about  that .  was  the  coffee  really  different  at  all  the  tables ?   “ uhhhh  ,  drink  more  ,  maybe ? ”   ted  shrugged  ,  taking  a  seat  on  the  hufflepuff  table  ,  now  ,  and  reaching  over  for  an  empty  mug  and  the  coffee  for  his  friend .  “  or  there’s  probably  a  charm  or  something  ,  somewhere . ”  

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——  ♡  *   EMMELINE  WAS  LOOKING   forward  to  the  start  of  the  school  year  ,  mood  on  the  first  day  of  classes  very  yellow - green  ,  for  mixed  emotions .  but  if  anyone  asked  ,  she  would  say  purple.  for  excited,  obviously.  she  sauntered  through  the  hallways  ,  a  heart  shaped  bag  she’d  charmed  for  more  room  slung  over  her  right  shoulder  ,  only  one  textbook  cradled  in  her  left  arm  and  head - girl  badge  worn  proudly  on  her  left .  the  bag’s  contents  were  only  the  essentials –  lipgloss  ,   wand  ,  pink  and  black  glitter  gel  pens  ,  pink  bubblegum  ,  loose  crystals  and  water .  the  textbook?   divination .  

                      the  crowded  hallways  were  no  help  to  her  mood  ,  only  causing  her  to  stress  ,  which  was  something  she tried  to  avoid.    ❛   EXCUSE  ME  ! ❜    a  sing - song  voice  tries  to  pierce  through  the  noise  of  the crowd  to  no  avail .  “excuse  me!”  more  harsh .  a  second  failed  attempt.   she  fully  stops  walking  through  the  crowd,  hands  now  out  in  front  of  her  ,  exasperated.  “ MOVE ! ”  a  few  now  scatter.  “i’m,  like,  literally  head  girl .”

[flxfelicis]

—  ♡  fenwickjr ​:

“who needs four and a half cups of olives?” benjy yelled at a retreating figure before throwing his hands up in the air in defeat. where was he even going to get four and a half cups of olives? he turns around looking for a familiar face in the crowd and letting out a relieved sigh when he sees one but he keeps an ear out for an explanation as he approaches  — unsure if he’d even hear one over the thumping music.

“please tell me that you just happen to have almost five cups of olives on you, right now.” he started with an attempt at a pleading look on his face. he still didn’t understand why the other even needed that many olives and was praying for an explanation.

——  ♡  ❛   I  MIGHT  HAVE  ONE  OR  TWO .  ❜   she’s  got  a  knowing  smirk  on  her  face  ,  amused  at  the  question  and  even  herself  unsure  if  there  was  even  a  chance  she  could .  “what  did  ya  need  them  for,  benj?”  the  ravenclaw’s  head  tilted  quizzically ,  a  melodious  laugh  coming  out  with  the  next  sentence . “we  talkin’  green  or  black?  pitted  or  whole?”

[flxfelicis]

—  ♡  marijacintoa ​:

Where: Great Hall When: Breakfast, second day of classes Who: Marisol && open

Marisol groaned to herself as she walked into the Great Hall and headed immediately towards the first pot of coffee she saw, with no concerns as to whether it was at the Hufflepuff table or not. Her head was pounding and her next stop would have to be whoever might be able to provide her with a headache cure but caffeine was a higher priority in the moment. “Excuse me,” she said, planning to lean over the person in the way of her and her coffee but instead she found herself rolling her eyes at judgement radiating off some of the students sat there. “Yes, yes, all the professors have said it. This is the most important year yet, but haven’t all the years so far been the most important year yet? This is also my last year and that means I want to enjoy it and if that means I’m hungover on a school day then so be it! Are you going to pass me the coffee or not?”

——  ♡  *   when  marisol  walks  into  a  room  ,  heads  turn  ,  or  ted’s  does  at  least .   ❛   MARI !  ❜  ted  called  out  ,  spotting  one  of  his  best  friends  from  across  the  great  hall --  neither  hufflepuff  was  at  their  own  table  ,  which  ted  took  as  a  sign  they  both  should  be .  he  jumped  from  his  seat  at  the  ravenclaw  table  (  which  was  on  the  table  )  and  practically  skipped  over  to  his  friend  after  a  quick  goodbye .

                     “marisol !”  he  called  out  again  ,  almost  singing  her  name.  teddy  threw  an  arm  around  her  shoulder  ,  catching  the  last  bit  of  the  conversation  at  the  slytherin  table .  “we  have  coffee  ,  too ,  mar.”   ted  suggested  softly.  “wanna  go  over  with  me  and  check  it  out?” 

[flxfelicis]

—  ♡   remusww ​:

Where: Astronomy tower party Who: Remus && open

In Remus’ humble opinion, this was the best place they could have chosen for a party. Whoever chose it, that is. Sure, it was a bit stupid from the point of view that it was an obvious place for the teachers to check and there was only one exit so nowhere to run, but it was high up, which he liked, and it was open, which was nice for smoking, and even if he had no intention of socialising the buzz of people around him felt almost comforting after the stretch of silence that was a summer in the Lupin household. Home was boring, and there was always something interesting going on at Hogwarts.

A shadow fell over him, where he sat at the edge of the observatory. “Nope,” Remus said, taking a drag from his third cigarette of the evening. “Not here to talk. I was actually thinking about heading off.”

——  ♡   the astronomy  tower   was  probably  sirius’s  favourite  place  in  the  school .   if  anyone  asked  why  ,  he’d  air  his  entitlement  and  boast  about  how  fitting  his  name  is  to  the  place  itself  ,  claiming  it  as  his  throne .  but  if  you’d  given  him  veritaserum  ,  he’d  tell  you  how  much  he  liked  the  solidarity  and  cool  night  air  ,  a  throne  ,  still  ,  but  one  fit  for  a  prince  in  exile.  

                             he  didn’t  know  much  about  the  lupin  boy  ,  late  transfer   and  sometimes  in  some  clubs  with  him ,  but  he’d  like  to  think  he  could  read  him  decently  well  --  at  least  make  assumptions .  whatever  it  was  ,  sirius  was  feeling  drawn  to  remus  tonight  for  some  reason .   ❛  MISSED  YOU  IN  ASTRONOMY  CLUB .  ❜  he  spoke  ,  ignoring  though  hearing  what  the  other  had  said  as  he  approached .  he  was  looking  down  at  his  kicking  and  shuffling  feet  as  he  inched  forward  ,  only  looking  up  at  the  other  when  he  finished  speaking  ,  eyes  inquisitive  ,  though  unsure  what  they. were  searching  for  in  the  other’s .  the  slyherin  is  equally  unsure  why  his  character  had  softened  around  the  gryffindor  ,  maybe  it  was  the  alcohol  or  maybe  it  was  just  empathy  preventing  him  from  being  mean  to  him .  he’d  decided  to  address  remus’s  words ,   “hey ,  hey,  please  don’t  leave...”  sirius  paused  ,  letting  a  moment  pass  between  the  small  space  between  them,  “...will  i  see  you  at  duelling  club  tomorrow?”

[flxfelicis]

—  ♡  hauntedom ​:

‹        ✚      .          :　  𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫.

one  could  make  the  statement,   spit  out  with  vitriol  &  proclaimed  with  fervent  disgust,   that    bellatrix   black   was   never   happy.    not  for  an  innocent  reason,   anyway.    &  they’d  be  right.    in  fact,   bella  herself  would  encourage  this  sentiment  with  glee;   if  she  could,   she’d  whisper  it  into  the  ears  of  each  unfortunate  soul  within  the  hogwarts  student  body  so  that  it  could  echo  in  their  nightmares  &  clear  a  fear - paved  path  to  classes  in  the  morning.    however,   there  was  a  notable  exception,   &  that  came  from  the  relative  sanctity  of  the  owlery.    this  close  to  the  start  of  term,   both  company  &  bird  shit  was  minimal,   though  today  salazar  himself  seemed  to  performing  an  unfunny  bit  for  her  from  beyond  the  grave          [  …  ]          just  as  she  finished  giving  lady  her  feathers  stroke  of  the  day,   a  pair  of  footsteps  announced  themselves  as  a  thundering,   intrusive  annoyance.    like  fate  neatly  ticking  a  checkbox,   there’s  a  falter  in  the  movement  as  one  foot  steps   -   &  slips   -   in  mockingly  white  goo.    without  looking  away  from  lady’s  red  eyes,   smirk  obvious  in  her  voice,      “watch  your  step.”

——  ♡   the  main  reason  sirius  even  owned  an  owl  was  because  of  his  family .  his  parents’  encouragement  to  do  so --  (  as  a  status  symbol  and  to  write  home  )  -- however  ,   didn’t  change  how  he  felt  about  the  bird  ,  who  a  much  younger  sirius  had  named  vega  ,  a  way  to  honour  himself  and  his  adoptive  father .  

                             ❛   FUCK  OFF .  ❜    voice  neutral  ,  perhaps  even  tired  ,  not  missing  a  beat  with  his  retort  from  recognizing  her  own  as  he  pretended  to  not  notice  or  care  about  the  goo  now  on  his  shoe  .  he  knew  he  had  to  ,  to  not  let  her  feel  triumphant  in  getting  to  him  --  a  reflection  of  both  their  bold  personalities  which  ,  in  turn  ,  one  could  argue  is  a  reflection  of  their  family  (  which  would  both  spark  and  stamp  out  the  nature  vs.  nurture  question  in  many  ) . sirius  stepped  further  into  the  owlery  ,  approaching  vega  with  a  small  bag  of  food  clenched  in  his  right  hand .  a  moment  of  silence  lingered  between  the  two  cousins  ,  and  two  slytherin  beaters  ,  unsure  whether  to  break  it  or  enjoy  it .  eventually ,  “you  coming  to  practice  today ?”

[flxfelicis]

—  ♡  ❛   lookingback  ​:

“it’s  a  new  dawn,   it’s  a  new  day,   it’s  a  new  life  for  me,   ‘n   i’m  feeling   …   like  this  energy  is  not  being  reciprocated.”      she  pouts,   lips  pushing  out  dramatically  to  seal  the  ‘puss  in  boots’  act.      “should  i  go  from  the  top  or  am  i  just  wasting  my  voice  and  my  time?”      she  pauses,   waits  a  second,   then  fingers,   of  their  own  accord,   go  to  knock  against  their  skull,   gently.      “hellooooo,   anyone  home?”      she  smiles,   like  you  would  at  a  growling  bear,   with  a  hint  of  concern  and  caution.

“did  professor  binns  suck  your  life  force  already?”      that’s  how  you  know  she’s  trying  to  throw  them  a  bone   ⏤   if  anyone  has  a  kind  word  to  say  about  the  worst  teacher  in  hogwarts  history,   it’s  lily,   even  if  it’s  out  of  her  ass  most  times.

——  ♡  ❛   DOES  HE  REALLY  DO  THAT  ?  ❜    ted  asked  ,  eyes  wide  and. voice  nearly  a  tremble ,  the  mention  of  their  least  favourite  class  bringing  them  back  to  reality.  binns  didn’t  actually  suck  the  life  force  of  his  students ... did  he ?  it  would  explain  a  lot  --  ted  didn’t  stay  on  the  subject  for  long  ,  shaking  their  thoughts  (  literally  ,  with  their head  )  and  turning  to  fully  look  at  their  friend .

                   “okay  okay  ,  let’s  ,   uhhhhh  ,  try  again ?  from  the  top !”  they  screamed  the  last  part,   turning  their  whole  body  to  face  her  better  ,  bringing  their  knees  to  their  chest  and  wrapping  their  arms  around  their  legs ,  chin  resting  on  top  and  eyes  trained  on  the  brunette  intensively.   “you’re  not  wasting  your  voice,  lil  ,  never.  you’re  time, however... ”  they  attempted  a  joke  ,  not  knowing  just  how  to  finish  and  half - expecting  to  get  hit  again .

[flxfelicis]

—  ♡  perilovs ​:

asleep – rodolphus is a better version of himself.

perhaps it’s because his mouth is shut (he often talks too much, and with too little substance). or perhaps with his face relaxed and the usual tightness in his jaw loosened, the fan of his lashes dark and his mouth slightly curled at the corners – rodolphus lestrange looks peaceful. as if he wasn’t capable at all of relentlessly teasing you or releasing subtly barbed comments with a flick of his tongue.

it’s better to leave him be. awake – rod is at least three times unlikable company.

it’s unfortunate that he’s sleeping on your books.

as if sensing the weight of someone else’s attention he rouses, gaze unfocused as it wavers on your neck before flicking up to the general vicinity of your right cheekbone. “are these yours?“ he lifts his head to pat the leather-bound cover of the top book. “let me borrow them. they’re comfortable.”

——  ♡  ❛   CAN’T .  ❜   he  sighed  ,  dramatically  sitting  back  down  at  the  table  with  his  friend  where  he  had  previously  forgotten  his  books  ,  after  staring  at  the  sleeper  ‘til  he  awoke  ,  strategizing  what  do  to  if  he  hadn’t .  

                   he’d  known  the  lestrange  far  too  long  to  be  phased  by  his  presence  where  most  would  fear  him .   “need  them  for  class.”   a  lie  ,  obvious  to  nearly  anyone .  sirius  was  rarely  known  to  care  that  much  about  being  prepared   ,  and  it  hardly  mattered  when  he  could  always  convince  someone  with  a  lie  or  a  smile  to  share  or  offer  him  an  extra .  “where  are  yours?  can’t  you  sleep  on  your  own?”  his  tone  a  vague  blend  of  seriousness  and  taunting  as  he  simply  continued  to  stare  at  the  other  ,  the  faintest  glint  of  amusement  in  his  eyes  and  on  his  lips  as  he  did .

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tag  dump .  

╰   *    S.  BLACK      :      isms      ⧽    𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫  𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞  𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡  𝐛𝐨𝐲  .

╰   *    S.  BLACK      :      mirror      ⧽    𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫  𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞  𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡  𝐛𝐨𝐲  .

╰   *    S.  BLACK      :      threads      ⧽    𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫  𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞  𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡  𝐛𝐨𝐲  .

╰   *    S.  BLACK      :      starters      ⧽    𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫  𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞  𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡  𝐛𝐨𝐲  .

╰   *    S.  BLACK      :      wanted      ⧽    𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫  𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞  𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡  𝐛𝐨𝐲  .

╰   *    S.  BLACK      :      answered      ⧽    𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫  𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞  𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡  𝐛𝐨𝐲  .

╰   *    S.  BLACK      :      misc      ⧽    𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫  𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞  𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡  𝐛𝐨𝐲  .

╰   *    E.  VANCE      :      isms      ⧽   𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲  𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧  𝐢𝐧  𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬  .

╰   *    E.  VANCE      :      mirror      ⧽   𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲  𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧  𝐢𝐧  𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬  .

╰   *    E.  VANCE      :      threads      ⧽   𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲  𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧  𝐢𝐧  𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬  .

╰   *    E.  VANCE      :      starters      ⧽   𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲  𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧  𝐢𝐧  𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬  .

╰   *    E.  VANCE      :      wanted      ⧽   𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲  𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧  𝐢𝐧  𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬  .

╰   *    E.  VANCE      :      answered      ⧽   𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲  𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧  𝐢𝐧  𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬  .

╰   *    E.  VANCE      :      misc      ⧽   𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲  𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧  𝐢𝐧  𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬  .

╰   *    T.  TONKS      :      isms      ⧽   𝐝𝐚𝐟𝐭  𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲  𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 .

╰   *    T.  TONKS      :      mirror      ⧽   𝐝𝐚𝐟𝐭  𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲  𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 .

╰   *    T.  TONKS      :      threads      ⧽   𝐝𝐚𝐟𝐭  𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲  𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 .

╰   *    T.  TONKS      :      starters      ⧽   𝐝𝐚𝐟𝐭  𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲  𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 .

╰   *    T.  TONKS      :      wanted      ⧽   𝐝𝐚𝐟𝐭  𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲  𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 . 

╰   *    T.  TONKS      :      answered      ⧽   𝐝𝐚𝐟𝐭  𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲  𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 .

╰   *    T.  TONKS      :      misc      ⧽   𝐝𝐚𝐟𝐭  𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲  𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 .

╰   *    FLXFELICIS      :      𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠  +  𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝      ⧽   all  threads .

╰   *    FLXFELICIS      :      𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠  +  𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝      ⧽   all  misc .

╰   *    FLXFELICIS      :      𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠  +  𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝      ⧽   all  answered .

╰   *    FLXFELICIS      :      𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠  +  𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝      ⧽   ooc .

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❥     𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒    [   𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂    ]   .

headcanon prompts with questions based on plants   &   what they represent in flower language .  happy roleplaying !!  ♡

abatina :   is there anything in life your muse has changed their mind about over time   (   due to becoming more educated on the topic ,   certain experiences  ,   etc .   ) ,    or that they   would   change their mind about under certain circumstances ?  

acanthus :   is your muse deceptive ,   or willing to lie or deceive to achieve certain means ?   why or why not ?   

aloe :   how does your muse handle grief ?

amaryllis :   what is something or someone that your muse takes pride in ?   how do they express that pride ?   

anemone :   how does your muse view the world ;   as a cruel   &   unforgiving place ,   a land full of wonders ,   or something in - between ?  where does that world view come from   (   what experiences ,   life lessons ,   etc .   ) ?  

angelica :   where does your muse draw inspiration in life ?   what motivates them ?

apple blossom :   how does your muse go about expressing or not expressing their sexuality ?  

bachelor’s button :   does your muse actively seek romantic companionship ,   or cherish the liberties of being single ? 

basil :   does your muse have a love - hate relationship with anyone or anything ?

bay tree :   does your muse seek glory   &   accolades ,   or do they favour a simpler ,   more personal life ?  

begonia :   how cautious is your muse ?   are they prone to noticing red flags ,   or paranoid to the point of untrusting most everyone ?   why or why not ?  

belladonna :   how does your muse respond to silence ?   do they take comfort in soundlessness ,   or seek to fill the void with noise ?   

bluebell :   does your muse learn from their past ,   or are they prone to repeating the same mistakes ?  

carnation :   what is your muse’s relationship with their gender ?   how do they express or not express this relationship ?  

chamomile :   what is your muse likely to take away from a painful experience ?   are they one to be haunted by adversity ,   or to use what they’ve gone through to become stronger ?  

chrysanthemum :   how does your muse express romantic love ?  how do they feel about love as a concept ?  

daffodil :   is your muse one to be loyal in relationships ,   or are they likely to quickly move from one bond to another ?

daisy :   did your muse ever feel as though their innocence had been lost ?   what moment in their life could be described as the end of their innocence ?  

edelweiss :   what was the bravest moment in your muse’s life ?  are they known to be courageous from then on ?  

fern :   does your muse believe in magic or cosmic forces ,   or are they more likely to think their life is ultimately a matter of their own control ?  

forget - me - not :   has your muse ever forgotten something that is or was important to them ?   are they afraid of forgetting things like that ?  

gardenia :   is your muse one to confess romantic feelings early on ,   or to conceal them for long periods of time ?  

gladiolus :   describe a moment from your muse’s life that they will never forget .

goldenrod :   does your muse believe in luck or fortune ?  why or why not ?   where do they believe these things come from ?  

heliotrope :   does your muse believe in soulmates ?

hibiscus :   how does your muse view the gentler ,   daintier things in life ?   as things worth preserving   &   caring for ,   or things only bound to wither   &   disappear ?  

holly :   how strong is your muse’s sense of intuition ?  are they aware of it ?   do they ever fear that it is only paranoia ?  

hollyhock :   how strong is your muse’s sense of ambition ?  what’s something they strive for in life ?  

hyacinth :   is your muse athletic ?   does it come naturally to them ,   or have they had to work for their physique and/or skill ?  

hydrangea :   how much does your muse value communication in their relationships with others ?  are they prone to being misunderstood ?

iris :   if your muse could convey one last message to someone they have lost or left behind ,   what would it be ?  

ivy :   what are your muse’s views on marriage ?   do they believe it is something strictly for love ,   or an institution rooted in business   &   social benefits ?   do they desire or have they desired to be married ?

lavender :   how easy is it to gain your muse’s trust ?  once their trust is broken ,   how might one go about mending it ?  

lilac :   what was your muse’s childhood like ?   how has their upbringing affected them as they’ve aged ? 

lily :   how does your muse view their mother ?  

lotus :   has your muse ever felt as though they’ve been reborn ?  have they ever desired the feeling of a fresh start ,   or a better understanding of themself and/or the world around them ?  

magnolia :   describe your muse’s relationship with nature   &   the natural world .  

marigold :   is your muse prone to jealousy ?  how might they handle envious feelings ?  

mint :   does your muse view themself as virtuous   &   moral ?  what do these words mean to them ?

nasturtium :   describe your muse’s relationship with their birthplace ,   or homeland .  

oak :   who would your muse consider the strongest person they know ?  

pansy :   does your muse often reflect on their own actions ?   do they ever think a lot about the past ,   and what they could have done differently ?

parsley :   describe a holiday your muse enjoys ,   and why they enjoy it .

peony :   what would a   ‘  happy life  ’   look like in your muse’s eyes ?

poppy :   what comforts your muse ?

rhododendron :   is your muse receptive to warnings   &   advice given by others ?

rose :   how much does your muse value other people ?   do they wish to have many friends ,   lovers ,   and/or associates ?   are they an easy person to love ?

sage :   what is your muse’s legacy ?   what do they want to be remembered for   &   what might they actually be remembered for ?  

salvia :   is your muse possessive over people or things that matter a lot to them ?  how do they express that possessiveness ,   or lack thereof ? 

snapdragon :   is your muse merciful ?  why or why not ?

southernwood :   how seriously does your muse take themself ?   do they prefer a solemn   &   intellectual atmosphere or do they delight in jokes   &   banter ?  

sunflower :   what brings your muse the most joy in life ?  

tulip :   how does your muse view people in general ?  

violet :   how does your muse respond to betrayal ?

willow :   how does your muse handle sadness   &   depression ?

zinnia :   how has the loss of fallen comrades and/or loved ones affected your muse ?   has it taught them anything or given them any new perspectives ?

[flxfelicis]

♡   * witty quote here * …   hi !  i’m  veronica (  or  veronica  )  ,  i  use  she + they  ,  i  am  twenty - one  and  operating  from  the  pst  timezone .  u  can  reach  me  here  or  discord  ( the himbo from twilight #0056 )  so  feel  free  to  message  me  here  or  there  to  plot  or  just  chat !  i will  be  pestering  u  all  to  plot  either  way <333  alsoooo  ,  i  linked  all  their  docs so below  is  basically   just  my  app  omg  <3333  also  also  ...  never  played  any  of  them  before  so  i’m  ,  uh  ,  winging  it .

*  𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐒  𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 .    :   fuckin’  up  your  life --  was  it  enough  for  you  ? 

♡  ◜   froy  gutierrez  ,  cismale  ,  nineteen  .  ◞       ┈       through     her     all - seeing     crystal     ball,     [     𝚁𝙴𝙳𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝙳     ]     has     her     winking     eye     trained     on     sirius     black.          the     ever - argumentative     sixth     year     is     infamous     for     his     aloof     ways,      but     something     new     seems     to     be     weighing     our     resident     rich    bitch     down.          a     rumor     is     spreading     through     these     ancient     halls     like     fiendfyre,      &     even     their     candid     face     can't     save     them     from     the     flames.          he     can     try     to     drown     out     their     sorrows     to     the     tune     of     obstacle     1,      but     interpol     can't     fix     everything      ⏤      much     less     something     as     grim     as     [     𝚁𝙴𝙳𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝙳     ].          but     ten     points     to     slytherin     for     trying.      +   google  doc . 

*  𝐄𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄  𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄  .   :   look  at  you  ,  strawberry  blonde  !

♡   ◜   anya  taylor  joy  ,  cisfemale  ,  twenty .  ◞       ┈       through     her     all - seeing     crystal     ball,     [     𝚁𝙴𝙳𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝙳     ]     has     her     winking     eye     trained     on     emmeline     vance.          the     ever - imaginative     seventh     year     is     infamous     for     her     superficial     ways,      but     something     new     seems     to     be     weighing     our     resident     dyed    blonde    down.          a     rumor     is     spreading     through     these     ancient     halls     like     fiendfyre,      &     even     their     empathetic     face     can't     save     them     from     the     flames.          she     can     try     to     drown     out     their     sorrows     to     the     tune     of     mood     ring,      but     lorde     can't     fix     everything      ⏤      much     less     something     as     grim     as     [     𝚁𝙴𝙳𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝙳     ].          but     ten     points     to     ravenclaw     for     trying.      +   google  doc .

*  𝐓𝐄𝐃  𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐊𝐒 .  :   so  honest  and  sweet  !

♡  ◜   evan  mock  ,  demi  guy  ,  twenty - one  .  ◞       ┈       through     her     all - seeing     crystal     ball,     [     𝚁𝙴𝙳𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝙳     ]     has     her     winking     eye     trained     on     ted     tonks.          the     ever - allocentric     seventh     year     is     infamous     for     their     loquacious     ways,      but     something     new     seems     to     be     weighing     our     resident     himbo     down.          a     rumor     is     spreading     through     these     ancient     halls     like     fiendfyre,      &     even     their     clueless     face     can't     save     them     from     the     flames.          they     can     try     to     drown     out     their     sorrows     to     the     tune     of     socks,      but     dominic     fike     can't     fix     everything      ⏤      much     less     something     as     grim     as     [     𝚁𝙴𝙳𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝙳     ].          but     ten     points     to     hufflepuff     for     trying.      +   google  doc .

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