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MOODBOARD ~ HUGO MENDOZA
“ Be Good, Do Good. ”
irregulusblack:
Regulus let out a breathy chuckle at the other’s words, shaking his head a bit. “There have to be better baked goods to name it after than a blondie though, right? Like… I don’t know. Biscuit? That’s not great. I’m not sure.”
“I already have Cookie though.” he mused. “But you’re right, there are better names than Blondie. Maybe cupcake? Or muffin?”
hogwartsroyal:
Estelle nodded, “I have three brothers and a sister, all muggles.” She said with a smile, “It’s hard being away from them all the time.” Estelle was glad she wasn’t the only one with family not here at school, she knew most people had siblings at school here so it made it harder to be away from hers.
When Hugo said they were in the Care of Magical Creatures club together her cheeks quickly darkened with embarrassment. “I’m so sorry.” She blurted out, feeling rather guilty for not remembering. “I’m really bad at remembering people’s names.” She paused for a second. “Actually I’m not very good at remembering people’s faces either.” She muttered, still feeling pretty awkward about it.
“That’s a big family.” he grinned and nodded understandingly. “Do you go to meet them often?” he asked her curiously. His sisters were in France, if they were closer he would probably visit every weekend. “Oh, that’s totally okay!” he insisted as the other apologized, feeling bad for making her guilty. “Really, it’s totally alright, I don’t think we have spoken before anyway.” he added, hoping he hadn’t upset her.
unbrckenbones:
“Hugo,” Elias said first, looking at him with a very serious expression on his face. “You, a Care of Magical Creatures major, are asking another Care of Magical Creatures major… if you should get another cat. The answer will always be yes.” His face broke out into a wide grin and he let out a laugh.
Hugo grinned at the other boy. “Good point, you are biased like me. Maybe I shouldn’t let you in on this opinion.” he chuckled. “But.. I don’t see why I shouldn’t adopt another cat. Both Cookie and Brownie can pretty much take care of themselves now.” he mused.
phinparkinson:
Phineas had to restrain himself from kissing the other again as he wimpered, almost desperate to have his lips against Hugo’s again. “I don’t blame you for waiting,” Phineas murmured quietly, before shaking his head as the other questioned him. “Are you kidding? Of course I do- I really, really do. I’d uh, happily go much, much further, if I’m being honest but I’ll go at whatever pace you want,” Phin admitted, cheeks colouring as he pressed his lips back against Hugo’s. “Trust me, there is nothing I want more than this, than us.”
Phin was right, while Hugo had waited a rather long time before he decided he wanted to give it a chance with Phin, he knew it had been the right thing to do. Because now he could say with some confidence that Phin wouldn’t walk away from him. A nervous laugh left his lips at the other’s words and unsurprisingly, he began to stutter in response. “I mean, I want -- I do want to -- well, do I really have to answer this?” He was glad when he felt the other’s lips against his again, and as he kissed his back, he felt his nervousness melt away, instead replaced by the desire he felt for the other. “I want us too.” he murmured as he stepped back from the other long enough to pull his shirt over his head and throw it aside before, his lips pressed onto his again fervently.
“So, I already have two cats -- Cookie, and Brownie. My sister just wrote to me saying I should adopt another one and call it Blondie.” Hugo looked up from the letter in his hand and spoke to the nearest person. “Should I do it?”
hogwartsroyal:
Estelle nodded a little bit with a sad smile on her lips. “I know exactly what you mean.” She said. Being away from her family was always hard, it made her feel really disconnected from them. She spent so much time at Hogwarts not being with them and when she was back she spent so much time catching up on the studying they had been learning while she was gone that it felt like she never saw them. She quickly shook the thought from her head. “I’m Estelle.” She said, extending a hand towards him.
“You do?” he smiled a little. Family was everything to him, and it was just hard to have his sisters be away since last time when he had gotten them transferred to Beauxbatons for their own safety. “Oh.” Hugo said as the other introduced herself but took her hand anyway. “I know, we are in the Care of Magical Creatures club together.” It wasn’t uncommon for people to not have noticed him. “I am Hugo.”
phinparkinson:
“I’m sorry,” Phineas admitted, hating that he upset the other, even if wasn’t entirely something he had control over. He just hated upsetting Hugo. He was about to shrug off his previous comment, hoping he hadn’t made the other uncomfortable when he stepped closer. At his words, Phineas’ brows shot upwards slightly and — holy shit, Hugo was kissing him. The second Hugo’s lips touched his, Phineas returned the kiss, his hands going to the other’s waist to pull him closer. Phineas pulled away briefly, forehead resting against Hugo’s for a brief moment. “Are you sure?” He murmured softly, eyes searching Hugo’s.
For once, Hugo was not uncertain about what he was doing, or of how the other would react. Phin had been letting him know every chance he got that he wanted him, and it had been Hugo who had kept on putting the space between them. He didn't see the point of it any longer. A small whimper fell through his lips as the other pulled back from the kiss, but he allowed the moment to catch his breath as he rested his forehead against his. “Yeah, I am, I feel like I should have done this a long time ago.” he murmured breathlessly, before he began to feel an irrational fear that perhaps Phin had changed his mind. “I mean, unless you don’t want to..?” he added uncertainly.
phinparkinson:
As the other spoke his name, Phineas turned to face Hugo once more, his eyes falling down to the boy’s hand. His breath hitched and he swallowed, teeth tugging on his lower lip. “Sorry, I usually cover them up,” He admitted, his gaze flickering up to meet Hugo’s. “Don’t apologise, Hugo. Besides, they don’t hurt anymore.” His eyes flickered down to where the boy’s hand was still on his chest, and a smile tugged at his lips. “You know, if you keep doing that, I’m going to find it harder to resist kissing you right now,” He told him honestly, looking back up at the other.
“Hurts me to see it.” he whispered before his eyes went up to meet the other’s, the blush creeping back onto his cheeks as Phin spoke. He had barely even realized how close he was standing to him now, and the scared and nervous part of him told him step back, but he instead found himself stepping closer. “I’m tired of resisting.” he murmured, his free hand going up the settle at the nape of his neck before he pulled the other towards him and pressed their lips together.
hogwartsroyal:
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Estelle was out in the courtyard, enjoying the cool breeze and fresh air along with the sounds of all the chirping birds and owls flying overhead. She wasn’t always the most observant, but on this particular day she did notice the boy in Hufflepuff robes sitting by himself with a not so cheery look on his face. She frowned a little, seeing people sad always made her a little sad too, before hurrying over to slide onto the bench beside him. “What’s wrong?” She asked, tilting her head a little. “Is there anything I can do to help?”
A smile lit up on his lips when he saw Estelle and he shook his head at her question. “Oh, no, I’m fine.” he insisted before he held up the letter from his sister. He had read it several times, and he really missed both his sisters. He had spent all of his Easter with them but he still wanted to go back to see them again. “My sister wrote to me, and I just miss her, you know?”
lorcanxdeath:
“Because I didn’t want to get hurt!” Lorcan finally admitted, his emotions finally boiling over as angry tears began to form in his eyes. While his earlier words were still true, this response held the most truth. He pulled down the collar of his shirt to reveal a scar on his chest. It was something that Hugo might have seen before, the mark there but faint, though he would not have revealed the reason. “This is what happened the last time I told someone, Hugo! They took a stake and tried to plunge it through my heart!” It was something he had never told anyone before, the only person who knew was his father - it was the reason they left Romania. “I wanted to tell you so bad, but I couldn’t. Because I —” his words got stuck in his throat a moment “— because I knew you loved me and I didn’t deserve it. I wanted to be loved by someone, by you, but it’s not possible for anyone to love someone like me.”
He winced at the others words, becoming even more upset on seeing the other tearing up. His anger still scared him but when he explained the scar on his chest Hugo began to understand a little bit about why he did what he did. “You didn’t deserve that.” he murmured. No, as scared as he was of him, he would never consider hurting him -- not that he had the guts to do it even if he wanted to. “Wait.. you -- you thought I would do that to you?” he asked the other, his voice breaking a little as he realized how little the other had trusted him. “That’s not true. I was upset, I was scared, I was hurt, but that never changed how I felt before about you -- it didn’t change what really mattered, Lorc.”
phinparkinson:
Phineas smiled as he noted the other’s coloured cheeks. Before his teeth tugged on his lower lip, suddenly nervous as the other said he could be shirtless. Without breaking eye contact, Phineas reached for the back of his shirt, before tugging it off with one hand, tossing it to one side. He tried not to flinch at the fact his scars where now on display, something he usually kept covered. His eyes never left Hugo’s, studying the other’s reaction – hoping he wouldn’t recoil. “Yeah, sure,” He murmured lowly, before moving towards the other side of the bed.
His eyes widened and he supposed it would be a good idea to turn his gaze away, not show the other how obviously flustered he was becoming as the other took off his shirt. But he didn’t, he swallowed as his eyes fell on his chest instead. He turned pale on seeing the scars which covered his skin however, and after a moment he stepped towards the other, concern etched on his features. This wasn't what he imagined his reaction would be if Phin would take his shirt off when they were alone. “Phin.” he murmured, hesitantly extending his hand, letting his fingers trace his scars before he met his gaze, a questioning look on his features. Worry and dread filled him, he knew exactly how he got his scars, he had told him about his parents before -- but it was a different thing to see for himself how they treated him. “I am sorry, I--” He didn’t know what else to say except sorry even though it would do nothing to help.
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hugglesxxhugo:
Hugo’s heart began to race at a million miles an hour when the other grabbed his hand and asked him to stay. This was what he had wanted when he had ask him to go with him, right? To spend more time with him and hopefully get rid of the sickening shyness and self-consciousnesses he felt whenever he saw Phineas. He swallowed, looking from the bed back at the boy. No, he wasn’t going to be uncomfortable with him, it was going to be a whole different feeling. “You want me to stay?” he asked, his tone slightly incredulous. “Won’t you be uncomfortable?”
“Yeah, of course I do,” Phineas murmured, the smile tugging at his lips. “I came with you to spend time with you, Hugo.” As the other mentioned him being uncomfortable, Phineas shook his head. “No, I’ll be fine.” Probably not, but there was no way he was letting Hugo sleep on the couch and – well, both of them were stubborn enough to argue about this for a while. “I uh, do sleep shirtless though. Just to forewarn you – and uh, it’s not particularly a pretty sight.” Phineas swallowed, chewing on his lower lip.
He wondered if he would ever stop blushing at everything that Phin said at any point into their future. He really hoped so because he really wanted to stop making a fool of himself when he was with Phin and the first step would be to stop showing the other clearly how he was feeling -- which was nervous. All the time. "Okay." he said before his eyes widened at the others words. "Okay, um -- you can, yeah. I'll take this side?" he said dropping the pillow and blanket back on the bed. If the few times he had seen him in the gym taught him anything, it was that shirtless Phin was a very pretty sight, how much ever the other denied it.
lorcanxdeath:
“This is the exact reason I never told people,” Lorcan tried to defend himself. “Because of people like you who instantly changed how you saw me as soon as you knew what I was born as, not for who I actually am. I’m not going to apologize for trying to live a normal life free of prejudice.” He didn’t mention that he felt guilty doing it, befriending and being physical intimdate with someone, while hiding his true self. Perhaps that was the human in him. He could sense Hugo’s rising fright as his voice had gotten louder, trying to use that to calm himself down because it was his last intention to make Hugo feel that way, but his stomach dropped at his last words. Until now, he never realize how much he may have hurt Hugo - they hadn’t been together long, but whatever they had shared was enough to form a connection that left them before shattered in the end, for their own reasons. “I didn’t mean to — I didn’t want to hurt you. I just want…” he looked away, what did he want now? He wasn’t sure.
“No.” Hugo said angrily. “No, you do not get to make this about prejudice. How would you know I’d have changed if you told me yourself? You hid it from me all through the time we were together when you promised me you’ll be honest with me, and now you are making it look like -- I am --” His anger was starting to grow which was making his fear more subdued. His lips trembled as he tried to form the words he wanted to say except he couldn’t. “How would I know that, Lorc?” Hugo finally whispered. “How can I trust that you never wanted to hurt me? I know I would have freaked out if you told me, I would have been scared, but I still don’t know if I would have left -- I loved you. Didn’t you think even for one second that I deserved to know?”
phinparkinson:
“No, seriously Hugo, I can’t let you sleep on the couch. It’s your family,” Phineas tried to argue, frowning as the other went to leave. Before he could stop himself, Phin reached out to grab Hugo’s arm, tugging on it gently. “Wait— stay. Please?” His teeth tugged on his lower lip, “Look, we can share the bed, we’re both grown adults,” Even if it was going to drive him insane, “I’d rather you stay with me. If you’re okay with it that is– I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”
Hugo’s heart began to race at a million miles an hour when the other grabbed his hand and asked him to stay. This was what he had wanted when he had ask him to go with him, right? To spend more time with him and hopefully get rid of the sickening shyness and self-consciousnesses he felt whenever he saw Phineas. He swallowed, looking from the bed back at the boy. No, he wasn't going to be uncomfortable with him, it was going to be a whole different feeling. “You want me to stay?” he asked, his tone slightly incredulous. “Won’t you be uncomfortable?”