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Hello. I’m still around. Just on a different blog! But I would love to get back on here soon ❤️

#{ out of magic ; ooc }#currently I’m on my anakin blog.#he is taking all my attention.

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* 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 / 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 if saving or using, tati gabrielle icons.

#{ visage ; alicia spinnet }

mayalunas

what if, after everything i’ve been through, something’s gone wrong inside me?

#{ visage ; harry potter }#{ study ; harry }

avadcniels

CHILLING ADVENTURES OF SABRINA ⇢ 1x07

Sleep well, Prudence? Like the dead.

#{ visage ; alicia spinnet }#not me adding another gryffindor OOP #but I love alicia

LARMINA

“Ooh, come on. Do you think the mandrakes are that bad? I think they’re kinda cute. You know, the type of cute only a mother could love.”

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Ron narrowed his eyes. “Not Bloody likely.” He laughed. “They sound like Percy singing in the shower.” Ron tells her. “Plus they bite, had you ever been bitten by one of those things? It’s brutal.”

#{ thread ; ron }#{ v ; main }#isdeathlystill

ramblinghusk

I could have five billion OCs and I will still hyperfocus on the same two until everyone gets tired of it or I’m dead

#{ out of magic ; ooc }#I DO THIS RIP

LARMINA

Larmina was a heavy sleeper. Especially after what felt like days of not sleeping. She wasn’t considered the most book smart, despite how hard she tried. The young Hufflepuff tried to the point of falling asleep in the library of all places. A not so graceful light snore was passing her nostrils. The dream that she was having was hardly a dream, but a nightmare.

Her mother’s rage when she was sorted into Hufflepuff, not Slytherin. She was a Hufflepuff just like her ‘awful’ father was. It was only reoccurring when she slept this heavy. Which, was often.

She jolted up, looking at Ernie with a confused face. “What? What happened?” Mina looked down at their hands. “Oh… I’ve fallen asleep while studying again, haven’t I?”

Ernie waited. He didn’t want her to get caught by Filch. Mrs. Norris seated herself down near them, watching with her red eyes. “We’re going.” He said reaching into his bag and pulling out the rest of his lunch which had been a tuna sandwich. “Here.” He tossed it to her.

Blue eyes moved back to Larmina. When she woke he gave her some space. “Hey, hey.” He said softly. “It’s alright. It’s just me. “Yeah you did. I was on my way to dozing off as well.” He looked around. “Come on.” He leaned down and gather up her books, putting them into her bag. He put it over his shoulder along with his.

“I think the common room fire would do us good.” He said helping her up. “After the hours of studying we’ve been doing.”

#{ thread ; ernie }#{ v ; main }#isdeathlystill

ARTIE

Artemis was rather embarrassed by how she reacted to Fred asking Angelina to the ball. She shouldn’t have expected otherwise - Angelina was beautiful and kind and smart and wickedly talented at Quidditch. And Fred was free to do as he liked, she never made her feelings known for him. Even if she was about to. But she’d still have a good time. She’d get to see him, Harry and everyone and her date was George; someone she also adored.

The blonde looked up when she heard her name and smiled brightly, “Ron, hi!” She adored any and all Weasleys. When he brought up her leaving her smile fell into a sheepish expression. “I’m alright, he’s not a git. He likes Angelina, nothing wrong with that.” She was quick to defend. “I’m sorry about your teddy though, I’m not too fond of spiders either.” The blonde shivered slightly. “Yeah, he did. Not long after Fred asked her. I suppose it’s a double date.” And that made her feel a bit ill. “Maybe.” She didn’t think it got better than Fred.

“Anyone would be lucky to attend with either of you boys.” Artemis smirked. “Oh c’mon, they aren’t that bad. You know Ollie will be wearing something that will take all the attention off of it and everyone else.”

Ron was pretty hopeless when it came to girls. “Yeah well, I suppose. I dunno if he likes Angeline like that though. I mean you’re all he talks. You’re the one person other than George that knows everything about him.” Ron assures her. “Also I‘m sure when he sees you all dressed up he’s go mental.” He tells her. He hoped. Part of Ron wanted to deck Fred. Then again he’s asked Hermione last minute when she should have been his first choice.

“Thanks, but lets face it Artie, Ginny had it right when she said they were ghastly.” He let out a sigh. “That brother of yours is one for the theatrics. Though I can’t really say much. Mine are too.” He laughed.

“So, Fred huh?” He’ll asked. “I dunno why I didn’t guess it sooner. I mean you guys act like you’re married. Kinda like Hermione...” He didn’t finish his sentence. It wasn’t like it was a secret how he felt about his friend, though Ron had never brought it up to her. He couldn’t.

“Pretty bloody confusing init?” He asked. “Being in love with your best friend.”

#{ thread ; ron }#{ v ; main }#childrenofslumber

APPLE

“Hey! I’m glad I could catch you!” Apple smiled. “Remember, don’t go too easy on the Gryffindors today in Quidditch.”

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Adrian grinned when he heard Apple’s voice. Her words only made his grin grow. “Don’t play too. Though if Flint had his way, I’d cheat like the rest of them.” He shakes his head. “But I am gonna get a few quaffles passed Wood together.” The male assure you.

“Better hear you cheering me on.”

#{ thread ; adrian }#{ v ; main }#isdeathlystill

fallxnprxnce

What I do not care about with RPing:

Reply length

Reply speed

Typos

Continuity errors (especially for long-running threads)

Whether your RP blog is a sideblog

Your RP blog’s aesthetic

Unique fonts in posts

Unique muse icons

Special post formatting

What I do care about with RPing:

Having fun

Pride in and enthusiasm for writing our muses

The chance to make friends with you

Entertaining and challenging ourselves as writers

Our thread(s) contributing to the development of our muses

Having fun

Looking forward to seeing where our story will take our muses

Growing as a writer with you

Having fun

#{ PSA }#{ out of magic ; ooc }

Harry had told Ron about Artemis getting up and leaving after Fred had asked Angelina to the Ball. Ron was in his fair share of problems over the whole thing. He’d asked Hermione but she told him he was going with someone. She seemed upset. Which Ron couldn’t understand why. He’d asked her a few times who she was going with but she refused to tell him.

He walked down the stone steps and saw Artemis. “Hey Artie.” He smiled. “I hope you’re alright. I saw you get up and leave the other day. Just know Fred’s a git. You know he turned my favorite Teddy into a Spider when I was little? I still have nightmares.” He tells her, not sure if he was helping. “But I heard George asked you. That’s brilliant. He’s the better one anyways.” He winked as he nudged her arm.

“I still haven’t got a date. Sure Harry will find ones for us though.” He grinned. “Not that I’m really lookin’ forward to it. My dress robes are horrible.”

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#{ thread ; ron }#{ v ; main }#childrenofslumber

dailywizardwheezes

“I’m the sixth in our family to go to Hogwarts. You could say I’ve got a lot to live up to. Bill and Charlie have already left — Bill was head boy and Charlie was captain of Quidditch. Now Percy’s a prefect. Fred and George mess around a lot, but they still get really good marks and everyone thinks they’re really funny. Everyone expects me to do as well as the others, but if I do, it’s no big deal, because they did it first. You never get anything new, either, with five brothers. I’ve got Bill’s old robes, Charlie’s old wand, and Percy’s old rat.”

#{ visage ; ron weasley }

megician

“And under here, Hedwig -” Harry pulled open a door under the stairs “- is where I used to sleep! You never knew me then - blimey, it’s small, I’d forgotten…”

#{ visage ; harry potter }

I’ve thought about it and since I’ve been trying to lessen my blog number, I’ll be moving Harry ( @scarrredboy ) over here.

#{ PSA }#{ out of magic ; ooc }

HONEY

“It was supposed to be a secret. But trust me, you didn’t miss much. You could only go back five hours and the amount of sleep I got verse how many hours I was awake should not have been possible…I honestly don’t know how it was humanly possible.” Honey murmured, her mood dropping when she was than made to remember Cedric. She hadn’t been close to him but he was always kind and good. He didn’t deserve to die. And now Harry was being attacked by the Ministry and the Daily Prophet.

“Huh. Well, I still don’t understand how we’re supposed to take O.W.L.S. on subjects that we can’t even actually learn in. I’m learning nothing in my DADA class…I hate reading from that textbook and that’s saying something because I never hate reading from textbooks!” She huffed, pressing her hands to her hips. She also felt like something was going on and it was happening right under her nose. Her housemates kept disappearing and told her nothing. She understood that her friendship with Robin Parkinson made people hesitant about her but this was ridiculous.

Honey did feel a smile grow on her lips before she shook her head. “Easy, just get a guy to hug you. Throw your affection to someone of the same gender…you avoid the CreamPuff’s rule.”

“Yeah I’m barely managing now. I can’t imagine how I wouldn’t handle messing with time.” He points out. “Oh yeah I fully agree. I’m not sure anyone is going to get good marks on the Dark Arts one. Not to mention we haven’t had a set teach for the last five years and eat teacher taught in vastly different ways.” Ernie commented. “I could help you?” He tells her. She wasn’t a member of the DA. Hermione had made it clear that they weren’t able to talk about it with people who weren’t involved but that didn’t mean he couldn’t help a fellow student by using what he learned. “If you wanted.” He smiled.

“That’s easier said then done. My roommates and I well. We don’t really talk much these days.” He admitted. “Things are different. Weird between everyone.” His house seemed to have gone into a state of Depression which was understandable. Given what had happened. “Maybe I can get Terry Boot to give me some affection.” He grinned. “He’s a pretty nice guy.”

#{ thread ; ernie }#{ v ; main }#wicxedxcharming