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Frank Longbottom

half finished cups of tea. early morning runs. rushed notes. weekend brunches. A NEED TO PROVE YOURSELF. half-used jars of ink. broken quills scattered across a table. THE MYTH & THE LEGEND. courage dear heart. classical music. scuffed-up shoes. from dirt, a flower must grow. nenek’s boy. neatly folded clothes. dogeared pages. alice’s perfume. heart on his sleeve. the sound of rain against a window.

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#tag dump #you can't start a fire without a spark [threads]#there's a joke here somewhere and it's on me [musings]#we're just dancing in the dark [records]#worrying about your little world falling apart [about]#wanna change my clothes my hair my face [visage]#you don't know what you got until it's gone [family]#running in the shadows [headcanon]#Could you ever love a man like me? [Alice]#Sometimes I'm a strong man [aesthetic]#give me your leather take from me my lace [closet]

pcisonpctal

where;; Order Headquarters who;; @frankauguste

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬. Every now and then it seemed as though the sun would simply disappear in the light of recent and perhaps even future events. While some would simply pass by, unnoticed and unmentioned, others became a wildfire mentioned to almost anyone who would hear it. Neither seemed like the perfect solution and yet it was the flow of the oddity life had turned into.

It was through mere mention during one of her visits to the Order headquarters that someone told her Frank was there. There was a need to make sure the other was okay. No matter how much the life left behind was missed, the ones from the order were part of her now; a home that she wasn’t entirely sure how to describe. The witch found herself stumbling at the thought and yet it was an undeniable truth that these people had become important to her in some way.

There was a hint of a smile, dancing on her face like a ghost as she stepped through the door, the bag of cookies from the harvest festival in hand. “I bring offerings. May I join you?” Emmeline moved a few steps closer. There was something about his aura that just seemed darker, sadder than it usually had. “Cookies always seem to nice to enjoy on your own, don’t you think?”

frankauguste

Appearances at headquarters had become infrequent, with Frank keeping quiet about the times he showed up. He didn’t want to make a big deal out of things and couldn’t face the few that felt the need to point out he had only been showing up at meetings and ducking out. It wasn’t for lack of interest. That certainly wasn’t the case. Merely his needing a little space to process and knowing they were bound to throw him into the thick of things sooner rather than later.

He had become lost in thought, looking over one of the maps that had been left out. His head snapped up when Emmeline spoke up and a hint of a smile ghosted over his lips, the look growing into a proper smile at the mention of cookies.

“Have I ever been one to turn down sweets?” He quirked a brow then shifted to make room on the sofa he perched on. “Can’t have you thinking I’m only accepting your presence for them though.”

#threads: emmeline #Emmeline 01 #you can't start a fire without a spark [threads]

shesnake

Jordan Rodrigues in Dance Academy (2017) dir. Jeffrey Walker

#wanna change my clothes my hair my face [visage]

ofalicex:

There really was nothing that Alice loved more than being in his arms. She’d felt so safe in them long before they’d even gotten together. It had been one of the main reasons he had been the one she’d gone to when she’d left her parents house. She’d known that he wouldn’t turn her away, and that he’d look after her. She still had those same feelings even now. His arms always made her feel safe, they kept her grounded in a world where everything was so stressful. It was exactly what she needed after a long day at work, which had ended up being 2 hours longer than she’d initially anticipated it to be.

“I hope you weren’t worried….” She murmured, pressing a kiss to his check, before she snuggled alongside him. Alice knew that he would worry even after she told him not too. And so Alice tried to not ponder on it too much. She didn’t want to tell him to get over it, since she knew it was not that easy. But she hoped one day that he’d feel better about everything. “Depends on if you define sweets as food….” She mused, a little smile on her lips. Alice tried to keep snacks at work for nights like tonight.

“Ahh. Nenek is too good to us.” She adored his grandmother, and really didn’t know what they’d do without her.

⬦

“Not too worried,” Frank murmured and brushed his lips against her ear, content just to sit with her. He was far too lucky to have found her. The relationship worked in a way he couldn’t quite describe (he certainly wouldn’t complain about that) and it left him all too relieved to be with her. She was a steadfast reminder he wasn’t alone and that things weren’t nearly as terrifying as they seemed nowadays.

“Hardly,” He chuckled, beaming despite trying to seem serious. “Although I do admit I miss being able to nick a few from your desk.” That was the most he would say about work though since he was barely confident enough to go to familiar spaces without her.

“Truly,” Frank admitted and shook his head. “She restocked the cupboards and accused me of not taking good enough care of you. Likely would have prepped enough meals to last the week if it wasn’t bingo night.”

#alice 01 #threads: alice #you can't start a fire without a spark [threads]#t: late

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#wanna change my clothes my hair my face [visage]

onceinaremus:

Remus always hated asking James for money. He wanted to believe he could be independent, that it would be the last time and that he’d pull it together. It never happened. Remus hadn’t even tried job hunting in the last month because everything felt so overwhelming. But he needed to. He couldn’t give up and become a mooch on his friends. Diagon Alley felt like a bust as a whole by this point, but maybe Hogsmeade would have some people left who hadn’t heard of his unreliable reputation as an employee. He’d dropped off applications and chatted with owners at two stores and was on his way to the third when he spotted a familiar form across the street. Remus knew Frank from the Order and not a ton beyond that, but as he realized the tension in his posture, Remus didn’t stop to consider whether he should really know Frank in public.

He stepped forward, trying to give the man enough space to not crowd him but close enough that Frank would hopefully notice. “You don’t have to pretend with me,” Remus said. “What can I do? I won’t touch you unless you want me to. We can step down a side alley, stay right here, find somewhere to sit… What would be helpful for you?” He paused, then added, “And silence is a perfectly acceptable answer. Remus knew he wasn’t great at being the comforter, but a combination of soothing moments from his mother talking him down after young transformations and dealing with the aftermath of battles had given him some experience at least.

❖

Frank's head snapped up at Remus' words, earning a blank stare despite his words having registered. There was a reliance on Alice when it came to social situations that he hadn't been fully aware of up until face to face with a situation that didn't include her. Unexpected yet something he should have been able to anticipate given the way he was coping with everything. He tapped the index finger of his left hand against his thigh and tried to take a deep breath, ultimately holding onto it until he could will himself to answer. The whole situation was embarrassing and precisely the reason why he had stuck to the smaller list of goods to handle on his own.

“Somewhere to sit,” The words escaped just above a whisper and Frank closed his eyes, needing several deep breaths before he could chance looking back at Remus. The worst part was having no way of pinpointing what set him off since he hadn’t been aware of it until after his thoughts got rolling. So much for the brave face he had been striving to maintain while at the Order. “Please.”

#you can't start a fire without a spark [threads]#t: wasn't working #threads: Remus #Remus 01

ofalicex

Alice had once been a workaholic. She’d spend more time in the auror office than she would her own home. Of course, a big part of that was because her husband had also been there. Despite their desks being purposefully put on opposite ends of the office, Alice had spent a lot of time at his desk. Alice had enjoyed his presence, even if they had been working. But since Frank had been on leave Alice had been barely doing any over time. Being co-dependant wasn’t always a good thing, but Alice didn’t want to leave him on his own for too much. Not with how he was struggling.

She’d sent him a patronus saying she was going to be a bit late, and so she didn’t feel as guilty as she walked in 2 hours late. “Sorry love.” She murmured, spotting him on the sofa as she shrugged her leather jacket off. “I’m all yours now.” She murmured, collapsing onto the couch beside him, and instantly curling up against him, her legs tangling with his. She honestly loved nothing more than just being cuddled up with him.

@frankauguste

frankauguste

Frank would have been right there working with Alice if it weren’t for feeling unnerved about returning to the Auror Department. He couldn’t blame her for taking the overtime since there was no denying he would have done the same if back at the office. Circumstances changed though and he was taking his time with diving back into things. More time spent at home tending to the greenhouse and putting up with house calls from grandmother. Things had hit the point where Augusta and Alice could see right through feigned attempts at seeming calm and collected so the façade was one that was quickly dropped when home.

Alice had sent a patronus and that was better than getting nothing at all but it had done little in easing the nerves that surrounded her coming home later than anticipated. Frank shifted his focus on preparing dinner and making sure spells were put in place to keep it warm until she arrived home. A book was supposed to serve as a distraction after that but there was no focusing on it once an hour turned into an hour and a half then started pushing toward two. The uneasy thoughts had been easy enough to push away but they were still trying to make their way back to the front of his mind. Alice’s arrival in his space was a welcomed addition to the evening with his instinctively opening his arms up to welcome her into his grasp.

“Did you eat?” The question was accompanied by his leaning into Alice so he could rest his chin against her shoulder. “I’ve got dinner in the kitchen. Had a little bit of assistance with it since Nenek dropped by to make sure I’m taking care of myself.”

#Alice 01 #threads: Alice #t: late #you can't start a fire without a spark [threads]

Connections

The bestie - This person would’ve been the best (hu)man at Frank and Alice’s wedding. Friends through school or brought close through work. Either way, they’ve witnessed a lot of his ups and downs and have been a steadfast part of his life. (0/1)

We used to be best buddies - The two were close during childhood and drifted apart during school, with differences in opinions being the driving force between falling out. Friends turned enemies with Frank still attempting to keep a friendly face despite knowing he should no longer associate with them. (0/1)

Pretty sure he’s gay but okay - Someone Frank would have been in the habit of snogging while at school. Nothing overly serious came out of it but I’d be open to Frank and a male-identifying character having been thought to be an item at one point. (0/1)

The tormentor - This person has caught on to Frank’s unease and will occasionally mess with him, not caring that the consequences in doing so usually result in triggering his fight or flight response. (0/1)

Plots

Why not take the mark? - Dubbed a traitor due to marrying Alice and not caring about who he associates with, Frank was certain the Dark Lord would have no use for him. Prove him wrong by attempting to convince him the mark is worth considering.

Updated 10/22/22

#wanted

shesnake

Jordan Rodrigues in Lady Bird (2017) dir. Greta Gerwig

#wanna change my clothes my hair my face [visage]

Frank & Open - Hogsmeade, midday Trigger warning: anxiety/anxious thoughts

Frank told Alice he could handle running errands on his own. He said he could manage it after having made a few appearances in the village with her at his side and had been certain he could navigate grabbing the items on their list. The little bit of courage was quickly replaced with uneasiness when he exited Gladrags’. Frank hadn’t noticed his nerves up until needing to loosen his tie. Sweat met his fingers and made his breathing hitch, leaving him staring blankly at the cobblestone path ahead of him.

Deep breath in. Deep breath out. Deep breath in. Deep breath out. Deep breath… It wasn’t working. A groan of frustration passed through his lips before he could stop it, leaving him shakily running his hand through his hair while he tried to regain control of his racing thoughts. “It’s fine, I’m fine,” The words escaped in a low whisper. “Public space during daylight. It’s…” His head snapped up upon realizing he wasn’t alone in the space, features flushing despite the desperate need to try to regain composure that would have been similar to himself of a few months back. “Sorry. I…” There wasn’t anything else to say so he trailed off and shook his head, weakly adding a forced smile and an attempt at small talk. “Nice weather, isn’t it?”

#you can't start a fire without a spark [threads]#tw: anxiety #tw: anxious thoughts #apr starter #t: wasn't working

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