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@lottievintage
If anyone cares, Iβm writing a book.
SOMEONE POSTED MY ART ON PINTEREST!! THIS JS THE BIGGEST ACCOMPLISHMENT I EVER MADE IN MY LIFE!!! IM FINALLY ROLLING UP WITH THE BIG DOGS THANK YOU!!!
LOOK AT ME EVERYBODY IM COOL NOW!
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A newly engaged Narcissa Black <3
One of my favs in canon.
hellooo <3 I'm such a big fan of ur art and of ur HP OC's (i LOVED reading red's introduction page, it's so well thought out, intricate and detailed! UGH she's so iconic) I was reading it and I was wondering if you had any more headcanons/ drabbles of the Hiamonds/ the members just because I find them so intruiging! (my HP oc Savannah also has a girl group that im INSANELY ENVIOUS of π₯²)
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β The Hiamonds, who are they? The Hiamonds are an elitist all female gang of impure blooded witches, whose skills go against pureblood ideology. Each girl comes from a different house and backgrounds. Each girl is given a specific diamond name. Ruby, Sapphire, Pumpkin, Canary. The difference between them and the Knights of Walpurgis is that The Hiamonds are moved by loyalty and friendship rather than fear and toxic cultures and need for power. β
what's your headcanons on gen z!Ruth BeautΓ©? :D
β Ruth, she would be the type to say things like:
βWhy nowdayβs the men wanna be the girls, who gonna be the boys?β
βYou wanna be a girl so f* badβ
βSee? The world was goinβ down hill as soon as woman had this ra-ra idea about gettinβ on they knees proposing to men.β
βDo I wish I was ever a man? Lord no, Lord knew I was always gonna be a sissy.β
βUgh, thatβs it Iβm datinβ women, the Lesbians have it so easy.β
-βOh yes..the uhhh queersβ¦or the alphabet community whatever you call themβ.β
Then she would say:
βI donβt wanna date you cause youβre a woman, I donβt wanna date you cause you are runnaround sue. Canβt a girl have standards!?β
βOh she looks so prettyβ¦andβ¦heβs there.β
βYou canβt be queerβ¦and canβt dressβ¦pleaseβ donβt disrespect Ru Paul and me in the sameβ¦setting common nowβ¦β
Honestly, Ruth is the type of gal you would assume be homophonic, but surprisingly not. She is just a bit of a misandrist at heart, just a little. She would seem really stuck up βmean girlβ ish, butβ she literally has debates with fandom nerds about topics likeβ βNo, Harry Potter is just a jackass just as much as Malfoyβ, or about music.
She would still suffer from her purity complex, but she would defend a woman who is getting harassed for what she was wearing. Is a strong believer that women should carry weapons with them at all costs. She also believes in βif they go low, I got LOWERβ, say something rude about race, misogynistic comments, expect her to bring up your weight or a dead relative.
She is the equivalent to a bitchy towards girls with no class or decency, but lord forbid a man agrees with her and she will be like, βOh actuallyβ sheβs not in the wrongβ. She is the type to use the Bible to defend her wrong doings even though she is in the wrong, despite the fact she know what each scripture means.
She would have a BookTok (She loves romance, depressing books, African American literature)
Would HATE HATE HATE GEN Z JOKES/ MEMES (but secretly in private do them)
Would start a full debate with toxic geeks on music and male dominated fandoms/topics and always wins.
Would love the vintage community on TikTok
Would watch Nara Smith daily
Secretly rage baits conservative men on podcasts in comment sections
Would repost vintage men edits including fandom edits
Would probably read fanfiction on Tumblr or AO3.
She watches and studies true crime cases on YT and Netflix
Just realized this was the 1940s era uniforms in Harry Potterβ¦time to re draw my OCβs uniforms π«©
Hey guys, youβve seen my art, how can I improve? Give me harsh criticism or light idek, just donβt beat round the bush!
Lynette McKinney belongs to @gojossotoru
To the person who sent me 2 asks about my harry potter OC's I will answer them, school is kicking my behind, thank you so much! Matter a fact I'm working on all of my asks right now, thank you to those who keep talking to me!
Ugh, Iβm so jealous of Red Valentine, she is literally in an elitist girl group who just sip tea and mock others, yetβ the girl hood of the group is to tight and untouchable. They are so prissy but loving and ugh why canβt I have girl friend groups like this!?
ββ.β± Red Valentine belongs to @lottievintage βββ Λπ©Έ Μ !! β± β. β
Noctua is afraid of sirens and mermaids. Her family home in Cardiff concealed a lake hidden in the rolling meadows, where a large colony of the aquatic creatures had lived before her arrival. She didn't see them often, but each time she did, she felt a chill of fear run down her spine, her legs going numb.
It was clear that her classmate, Red Valentine, was no ordinary girl. Only a fool would miss those green eyes, devoid of pupils. But even more noticeable was the way girls and boys flocked around her as if lured by a sweet song. Tom immediately found out about her: half-blood; half-poisonous siren and half-human. He felt the same unpleasant irritation he felt every time he looked at Hagrid. But the half-giant was in Hufflepuff, which he could tolerate, while Red wore a Slytherin uniform. The mere mention of her seemed to make his blood boil, but he tried to remain calm. Sometimes he didn't even notice how his face twisted around Valentine.
Nactua, however, was intrigued. She was afraid of Red, and yet part of her understood how irrational that fear was. It was a challenge to herself. Cowell returned from the restroom to the dorm and noticed Red standing alone, a numerology textbook in her hands. Her whimsical eyes followed the gentle movement of the seaweed outside the windows, the way a school of small fish hurriedly cut through the water. Noctua came closer, her palms wet with excitement. When Red turned around, the words caught in her throat.
And then Noctua spoke. It was an almost incoherent babble, trying to somehow start a conversation, while Cowell's lips uttered words that her classmate had heard directed at her a thousand times.
"It sounds like your friend is angry." Red's voice cut through Noctua smoothly, like a knife cutting through butter.
Cowell didn't turn around. The meaning of Valentine's words didn't immediately dawn on her.
"Huh, Tom?"
Red hurried away, leaving Noctua with a dry farewell. She didn't look back, something akin to resentment coiling in her chest. Not at Red or Tom, but perhaps at both of them. She couldn't understand why this situation had affected her so much. Perhaps it was part of the siren's alluring aura? Was this how enchanted people felt when the siren left them?
A cold hand gripped her thin shoulder tightly. Tom towered over Noctua like a menacing cloud. "Why are you talking to her? She's dangerous," Riddle snapped, his statement requiring no response.
"That's not true." Noctua gently rebuked him, shrugging Tom's hand off her shoulder.
"You heard what she did in the duel with her brother, Benvolio, right?"
His question hung heavy in the air. Noctua glanced back to where Red's silhouette had vanished into the crowd of other students. A chill ran down her skin again, and she shivered. Tom touched her forearm, more gently this time, his thumb barely stroking her through the layers of her uniform. "Nottie," Riddle's voice softened; by this point, he had memorized her every breath. Now was the perfect moment to play it to her advantage. "Please, just be careful, okay?"
Noctua, who was not present at the duel between Red and Benvolio but had heard about it, and involuntarily thought about leaving the dueling club after this. Those two were too serious, even in training. Now, the jokes about one of them impulsively casting Avada Kedavra didn't seem so funny. The other members of the dueling club had vividly described their escalating rivalry, and it made her uneasy. They were both getting too involved in the duel; it really wasn't safe.
Tom's fingers ran imperceptibly through Noctua's mane of blond hair. His voice softened. "Can you promise me you won't talk to her?"
"Tom!" Melciber's voice interrupted them. "Oh, and Noctua's here. It's time to go to dinner."
Noctua remained silent, lost in her thoughts. But she obediently followed them when Tom took her hand.
She squeezed his hand, and he did the same in return.
Riddle's gaze softened and his nostrils flared slightly as he felt the triumph of another small victory in his chest. p/s/ I hope the translator didn't let me downβ¦
I NEED someone to make an art meme of one the preps doing/saying this shit.
I received a funny request on TikTokβ¦ I'll probably redo this, as I'm not very happy with the result. But overall, it's so much fun to think about Goth!Tom π
My OC Red Valentine, done by the beautiful, Shakespearean artist @callowcrawley-hl .