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anna viola higgs, twenty, hufflepuff"my heart is an unmade bed; it might look messy, but i swear, it's a safe place to rest."eighth year herbology major

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[finestra-secrets]

our resident weed queen is a lucky girl, getting fucked twice on her birthday. and stefan nott being one of them... what a GIFT.

Well, it’s about time we saw that girl be happy after months of nothing but trauma. And if she’s happy multiple times, it’s all the better. 

@halfbloodhiggs @stefanxxnott

[finestra-secrets]

who are the biggest hoes in the castle?

I’ve said this before and I’ll say this again -- nobody is a bigger hoe in this castle than Stefan and Anna. 

@stefanxxnott @halfbloodhiggs 

[halfbloodhiggs]

lorcanxdeath·:

“Well it did the job,” he laughed when he told her his hair wasn’t a napkin. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders when she did so around his middle, leaning over to place an affecitonate peck on the top of her curls. “Nonesense, this is part of your birthday present, you don’t pay back presents,” he told her. He slide her shot in front of her when the next round came and let out another laugh. “You are now looking at a free man,” well he had always been one, since his and Mary’s relationship wasn’t real, but their ‘fake’ dating was over. “I am free to dance with whatever man or woman I wish to, and if this is your birthday wish, I shall fulfill it.”

“Shite job, babes.” Anna fell easily into the hug, closing her eyes and smiling softly as he kissed the crown of her head. She let herself stay in the comforting touch for a while, barely pulling back at they continued talking. “Just you wait until your birthday, D’eath. Even with your special vampire sobriety bullshit powers, I’m going to make sure to fuck you up.” She gently patted his cheek. “Lovingly, of course. Blaise’ll have to carry you out of the bar.” She let go of his cheek, graciously moving to take the shot into her hand as he told her the news--he was single again. At least he sounded happy about it. “Babes, for a man who writes so many love songs, you never seem able to hold anyone down.” She held up her shot glass. “But I can’t, either. Let’s cheers to that, then go dance!”

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endless photos of the elite cast

[halfbloodhiggs]

@karkaroffense

[halfbloodhiggs]

anna viola higgs

anna is always down for a good party, so a wedding reception? she’s on it. dressed like a sunset dream in a tight fitting peach dress, white fishnet tights with rhinestone studs and sunset flowers, and other accessories to match. and you wouldn’t bee-lieve how cute her lingerie is.

@finestra-inspo

[halfbloodhiggs]

blanilla·:

He smiled a little, still unsure how Anna felt about him. He knew he had scared her away when he attacked Darien but he hoped she’ll come to understand that he would never hurt her. His brows furrowed as she began to explain what she needed, before he understood what she meant. “You’re ready?” he said softly, “Are you sure?” He wrapped his arms around her in a hug, he knew how much it took for her to try and move on from what had happened to leave those scars on her body. “I’m proud of you, Anna. And yeah, I’ll do it the best I can. It’s going to be a long procedure, but I’ll be there through the whole thing, okay?” 

Anna worried her lip as she watched Blaise understand what that meant, knowing he was one of the few who did. Blaise had always been a protector to her, someone who’d helped save her from Darien, someone who knew just where that scar came from. She nodded. “I want it to be beautiful, Blaise.” She wrapped her arms tightly around him in return, safe again in his warm embrace. Gently, she pressed a small kiss to his cheek, pulling back slightly. “You’re going to do great, Blaise. You’re the only one I’d want to do it.” It warmed her heart to hear him say he was proud of her; she was honestly pretty proud of herself. She wanted to move on, to stop letting this affect her life so much. She wanted to learn to trust again, and she felt like this was a big step in the right direction. “Shall we start, Blaise? I’ve got a lot of jumbled ideas, and I need your help making sense of them.” And, with that, she began the long process of helping him design the tattoo that would finally turn her least favorite body part into a work of art.

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[halfbloodhiggs]

karkaroffense‌:

The blonde was sitting idly on one of the tables, legs crossed as she sipped her firewhiskey. Some could view it as sad to drink alone, but it was Kasia’s preferable setting. However after less than ten minutes the door opened, startling the blonde, but not enough to hide the bottle. After all she was a frequent detention centre resident. When the person who entered turned out to be a student, Kasia eased for a moment only to tense back when the person fully came into her view. Anna. 

Kasia eyed the other cautiously. Shouldn’t you be taking it easy? She wanted to ask but bit on her tongue before the sentence could leave her lips. It sounded too… caring, far away from the attitude she wanted to present and so she took one long swing from the bottle before wordlessly handing it over to Anna. Thousand questions sprung to her mind now that she didn’t have the alcohol in her hand to focus her attention on. The silence was slowly shifting into the uncomfortable spectre and Kasia knew she had to say something so she said the first thing that came to her mind, as cliché as it sounded. “You’re feeling better?”

Anna took the bottle, thankful to not be lectured as she brought it to her lips, taking a rather large gulp. It felt good, familiar, warm. Kasia should have felt familiar, too, what with all the time they spent together... but she wasn’t. There was a distance between them since Anna had ended things, a distance she was sure she put on herself. “Yeah, thanks to you, I am.” She handed the bottle back to her ex, a small smile playing on her lips. It was awkward, being alone with her, but in a sense, she’d missed it. She’d missed the blonde, despite feeling like she was never good enough for Kas. Nothing likely was, though. “Thank you, by the way, for saving me. And checking up on me. You didn’t need to go through all that trouble.”

[halfbloodhiggs]

august-higgs‌:

“No, you don’t. I can respond to the letter.” August offered. After everything that had gone down, he didn’t want Anna to have extra work thrown her way. Not to mention, it bugged him that their parents were writing to her, to ask about him, rather than writing directly to him. He knew their relationship was now forever strained, but it didn’t make matters worse. Just knowing that they didn’t want to talk to him directly was genuinely hurtful. “I know.” He responded, not willing to add anything else. The guilt was eating him up, and suddenly, he found himself craving to have anything to drink. Instead, he looked away, focusing back at the lake as a frown appeared on his face. Maybe everyone would have been better off if he didn’t return. Maybe then everyone would get a chance to move on with their lives.

“It’s fine, Anna, I get it. He was there for you. I wasn’t.” He cut her off, maybe a little too strictly. But he couldn’t help but sound bitter over this. What could August change, really? he couldn’t blame anyone. He couldn’t blame Anna for wanting Em around. He couldn’t blame her if she didn’t want him around. He had dug the hole out for himself, and there was nothing else that he could do about it. “I don’t think I can be a proper brother like you always wanted me to be.” August admitted quietly, almost not wanting for her to hear it. “Life’s never fair like that.”

Anna paused, not sure whether or not she wanted her brother responding to the letter. “Aug, when was the last time you even spoke to mum?” she asked, toying with her empty bottle. Their mother was a sensitive woman with a huge heart, and Anna had no doubt she’d welcome her baby boy back into her life. “--Maybe you should write it. She probably misses you.” She found herself, for a moment, unable to look at her brother. Years. It had likely been years since he’d last had contact with their parents. He had no idea how the dynamics of the house had changed, how he’d managed to take all of the light with him when he left home. She wondered, childishly, where he put that light. Maybe it was lost forever.

She flinched as her brother cut her off, feeling her chest tighten as she took in his words. It wasn’t that he was wrong--he was all too bitterly right. He’d been gone when she’d needed him. When she’d been desperate for his attention for years. She felt stupid for wanting her brother around, stupider for not being able to vocalize how she was feeling. All she wanted was her brother, her old childhood friend around... and she didn’t know the person sitting next to her all that well. He hardly knew her. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but she leaned back over the edge to look at the long drop below. “Life is... full of disappointments. I know.” If he’d never left in the first place, maybe life would be fine for them both. But it wasn’t. “Be what you have to be, I guess.” This deep, forlorn feeling swept over her as she moved back from the edge with a small sigh. “--You ever want to just go over?” She couldn’t bare to look at him as she asked. “Like, you ever just... wonder about that stuff?”

[halfbloodhiggs]

patrickclxrk‌:

“A therapist?” Patrick laughed as she struggled to think of what the word would be. “Advice-giver for hire…” He shook his head and rolled his eyes, bumping into her in response. It felt nice, to just goof around like this - he never did it. Even with his sister, these kinds of moments where he could relax were rare. “Good idea. Go talk to whoever you hang out with when you’re sober, they’ll steer you in the right direction. But not Winnie, you said that before.” He corrected himself as he remembered, putting out the butt of his cigarette on the stone he was leaning on once it was at its end. “I do know it. But you’d be terrible at an American accent.” He pointed out. “Okay, Pukwudgie is a terrible name, but Horned Serpents isn’t any worse than any of the Hogwarts houses. And then there’s Wampus, and Thunderbird.” Patrick said with a bit of a shrug. “It was impulsive, so yeah, it’s a muggle tattoo. There’s just no spell on it to move, that’s the only difference.” He pointed out. “That’s because mine is better.” Although, he hadn’t even seen Winnie’s. “Because a full moon would just be a black circle on my neck.”

“You need to study to be a therapist, Pat. I meant that you could charge for life advice right now.” Anna bumped into him again, eyes narrowing to try and hide the amusement that swam through them. “Eh, I’ll just get high with Bert. Life advice is always easier to take and give when you’re a little stoned, you know?” She took one final drag from her cigarette before following his lead and putting hers out. “Who knows? I haven’t much tried an American accent before.” She leaned against the parapet, face turned to watch him as he kept talking. The house names at both schools, she had to admit, were quite weird. “I might be biased, but at least Hufflepuff’s a cute name.” Despite her best efforts not to care, she had a tremendous amount of house pride. Not to the detriment of other houses, but she genuinely thought her house had the best assortment of people. She watched his moon tattoo, before scoffing slightly. “A full moon would not need to be just a black circle. It could be super cool, and I stand by that.” She shifted a little closer. “It’s a nice spot for it, too. It’s not hiding behind anything.” She wasn’t going to mention her own neck tattoo, hiding under her bushy hair. “It was a good impulse. You should follow those more often.”

[halfbloodhiggs]

emrysabbott‌:

“Hey Anna Banana,” Emrys smiled weakly at the girl, laughing softly at her joke. “Yeah well, you know me. Got a flair for the dramatics.” Emrys hated seeing the expression on her face, hate the heartbreak he knew was there. “I’m okay, alright. I’m here, I’m okay,” He murmured softly, reaching out for her hand. “I’m not going anywhere. Not again.”

Anna gripped onto his hand, trying to fight back the tears in her eyes. She was stronger than she knew, really, and while she was worried about hurting him, she also felt like he could slip away if she let go. Let loose. “You’re not okay, Em. Merlin’s beard, what did they do to you?” Emrys and August... what had the Death Eaters done to them both. Guilt flooded her for a moment as she realized she’d never asked her own brother that same question. “You can’t. You’ve got to stick around this time, grow old and grey. I want to see you in a walker, Emrys Abbott.” Not that Anna thought she, personally, would live that long.

[halfbloodhiggs]

winnieabbott·:

“One hundred percent. It’s him, Anna.” Winnie spoke softly. As the other spoke again, Winnie shook her head lightly. “I would never do that to you, Anna, you should know that.” As the other’s voice broke, Winnie flung her arms around the other girl. “I know, I know, but it’s true. I don’t quite know how, but he’s back. He’s here. He’s okay.”

Anna moved to cling onto Winnie, a gentle sob leaving her mouth as she listened to her friend. It was like when Auggie was first found all over again--this desperate, choking sound that just wouldn’t stop as she held onto her friend and cried. “How? Winnie, there was a body? We were so sure we’d--” lost him. Emrys, whom she’d known since she was a child, had been stolen from her, from all of them. “Oh, Merlin, Winnie.”

[halfbloodhiggs]

patrickclxrk‌:

Patrick’s whole time at Hogwarts had practically been spent hooking up with new people… but never Anna. It was this weird thing, she was always drunk, and he never felt like it was the right time… as much as if she’d ever been sober, he never would have hesitated. But now, she seemed sober enough… and she had invited him up to his spot, and there was no longer anything holding him back. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers, his fingers now getting entangled in her hair while his other hand moved only slightly, from her ribs to her waist, while keeping his thumb gently brushing against her breast. His lips moved against hers, deepening the kiss as he gently tugged her closer with the hand on her waist. 

Anna could feel the wind at her back--a reminder of exactly where she was. Sitting on a parapet with the cool night air touching her skin, whatever skin Patrick wasn’t touching. It wasn’t as if she hadn’t thought about sleeping with him before; she’d probably drunkenly tried to talk him into it once or twice. But somehow, on her birthday, it felt like the right time. Like fate was gifting her something fucking nice for a change. She sighed into the kiss, using her legs to wrap around his waist and pull him closer as he deepened their kiss. Her hands gently tangled into his hair, wondering if it were to early to give his hair a little tug. She’d be doing plenty of that later, if she was reading the signs right.

[halfbloodhiggs]

stefanxxnott·:

He hadn’t had a chance to get hold of Anna all of that day after he had got back to school after Eater, not that he tried hard. Figuring she would be busy hanging with her friends on her birthday he hadn’t tried to find her but was rather surprised when the owl brought him a not from her. It wasn’t long after that he made his way up to the clock tower, a smirk on his lips when his eyes fell on the brunette. “A little bit.” he said teasingly before he strode towards her to press their lips together, his hand grabbing her neck as he pushed her against the wall. “Happy birthday, princess.” he murmured against her lips as he pulled back from her to look at her, head tilting to one side. “Let’s get out of here, shall we?” 

Anna’s smile only grew as she saw the smirk on his lips, almost too eager for him to touch her. It’d been too long, and even with the teasing tone in his voice, it warmed her to think that he might have missed her. He was, perhaps, the best escape she could have at this school. And after reconnecting with her brother, greeting some friends, it felt so bloody good to be near him again. She kissed him back, the cool wall of the Clock Tower hitting her back as she felt the gentle pressure against her neck. “Thanks, babe.” She looked up at him, small smile on her lips as she took him in. He looked good; she could only hope he was doing as good as he looked. “Yeah, fuck. Take me somewhere. Anywhere.”

[halfbloodhiggs]

august-higgs·:

Despite being well aware that today was Anna’s birthday, August wasn’t sure how to approach that. He was scared that he would disappoint her, that whatever he would do simply wouldn’t be enough. And it never would; nothing would be enough to make up fro what he had done, for everything he had missed. Still, he knew he had to try. So when Anna was the first one to find him, still early in the morning, August managed a smile, an actually genuine one, and looked over at his sister. “Anna.” He greeted her. “I’ve got nothing- and I’m happy to not just talk. If you want- or got the time today.” For all he knew, she had a whole celebration planned out. Not being inlcuded in it simply seemed normal.

Anna couldn’t help the smile that grew on her lips as she saw her brother really smile for the first time in ages. “August, I’d make time for you.” And she had. Carved out a huge slot early in her day to make sure she found her brother and spent some time with him. She looked down at her feet for a moment, unsure of how to say what she needed to. “I just... Before we do anything, I need to say this.” She looked back up, smile slightly fallen from her face. “The other night... I was drunk and miserable. I didn’t mean to say what I said about Emrys. It just felt unfair, not being able to have you both... but my wording was wrong. I would never have said it that way had I been in a better state of mind. I just hope you can forgive me, Auggie.” She shifted awkwardly on her feet, new necklace dangling from her neck. It’d been an anonymous gift that morning. “Because I just want to be able to talk to my brother again, you know? Especially today. Can we just... pretend like nothing wrong for a few hours? Maybe get some breakfast, too.”

[halfbloodhiggs]

patrickclxrk·:

“And I’ll be there.” Patrick replied with a nod. But, despite the casual tone in his voice, he was fully prepared to attend if she invited him. Why wouldn’t he? She was fun to hang out with… maybe her friends wouldn’t be so bad. Although, Anna seemed like the kind of person who would make friends with anyone. Ergo, getting along with him. His eyebrows raised slightly as she mentioned a secret about her tattoo, before relaxing as she explained. “That must have been an interesting tattoo to get then. But you’re right, it’s a target, now.” He pointed out, smirking more as he saw her reaction to him brushing his thumb against her. As she asked him to kiss her, he watched her for a moment, that smirk ever-present on his face. “I guess I can do that.” He muttered, before immediately moving forward, his hand moving up to push her hair out of her face, as he planted his lips on hers.

“Yeah. Can’t miss it now, can you?” It had been a while since Anna had hooked up with someone knew, if she was being honest with herself. While it was comforting to go back to the few friends she had who knew how she ticked, she’d almost forgotten how exhilarating it was, seducing someone for the first time. The ebb and flow of it all felt like sheer electricity. Her eyes stayed trained on him as they just watched each other, taking in the ever-sure smirk on his lips and the way his emerald eyes looked near-catlike in the moonlight. He was beautiful, but she’d known that the first time she saw him. She hardly had time to react to his words, smile growing slightly on her lips, before he was kissing her. Her heart was racing as she moved closer to him, hands moving to cup his face as she moved her lips against him, slight trace of a smile left on her lips as she closed her eyes. He felt warm, exciting, and it was only then that she vaguely remembered her coming onto him one night--him telling her to ask him again when she was sober. Smiling a bit more into the kiss, she let one hand gently move up to play with his hair.

[halfbloodhiggs]

patrickclxrk·:

Patrick knew that she knew it was him, and yet, he still was too stubborn to admit that it was him who’d sent it to her. The two didn’t really know each other that well… despite the fact that he’d told her about what happened to his mom. It just came spilling out of him, he’d never told anyone before… but it had just seemed so easy. So, getting her a gift that he knew she would like wasn’t that big a deal. Not to him, anyway. “You won’t have to drag me, just send me an owl letting me know. And I’ll be there.” He certainly wasn’t one to turn down a party, and if she’d invited him to this one, he’d have gone - but he wasn’t bothered that she hadn’t. “You didn’t, no…” He said curiously, letting her take his hand and put it against her torso. His gaze moved down momentarily to follow the motion, before scanning back up to her eyes, keeping his hand exactly where she left it as she removed hers to show the other tattoo hiding under her hair. “This one is big, you’re right.” He said, voice soft, as he let his thumb gently move gently along the fabric of her dress, just barely brushing the bottom of her breast. 

“Alright. So I’ll owl you.” Anna meant what she said, too--she would be owling him the next time she went out with her friends. Was that what he was at this point? She’d talked to him about August, he’d told her about his mom... He got her a necklace. Friends did all of that, right? But as she guided his hand up her body, watched the way he was looking at her, she wondered if it really mattered what he was to her. He was gorgeous, sweet, and available. Her eyes stayed trained on him as he left his hand where she wanted it, keeping her head tilted to the side. “You want to know a secret about that one?” She tapped the one on her neck once, biting her lip slightly. “It’s my sensitive spot. Guys and girls kept missing it, so... Clear as day, now.” His thumb sent a shock through her body, caught up in the electricity of this moment she’d created. She leaned forward a little closer, letting her hair fall back into place. “Since you won’t tell me you got me the necklace, you should at least kiss me. Call it your birthday gift.”