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venetia moody ------------ valentine’s day attire

#(image.)#(i┊wardrobe.)#(e┊valentines day ball.)#last one !!!!!

frnklongbottm:

frank grinned at the familiar face that glanced his way, raising his glass as though in toast. ❝ pretty good night, eh ?? ❞

venetia matched his toast, a sly grin on her face before downing a sip. “ well, I’ve had better. had worse, too. enjoying yourself? “

#(c.)#(c┊frank.)#(e┊valentines day ball.)

ofceliaavery:

“Would you look at all of this?” Celia marveled at her surroundings, the dresses, the dancing, the smiles almost as wide as her own, it delighted her wholly. “Everyone looks so pretty.” Her own dress fluttered around her legs, perhaps it was white, or maybe pink depending on how the light hit it. She took a lot of pride in its detail. “It looks like something right out of a painting.”

“ mhm, “ venetia hummed, a noncommittal noise of agreement. celia’s wide-eyed look around pushed the girl to re-examine her surroundings, maybe try and see things in the same light as the hufflepuff. and while everyone was certainly much more glamorous, more dressed up and ridiculous, it didn’t quite match any of the paintings that she’d spoken with around here. “ well, I’ll drink to the prettiness. “

#(c.)#(c┊celia.)#(e┊valentines day ball.)

aluhstor:

“ that’s exactly what you were meant to do. but i digress. ” he re-positioned the strap of his bag on his shoulder before turning his gaze around, looking about as if he had somewhere else to be. because he didn’t.

“ did i say i didn’t want to come ? ” because he did … want to go.

venetia stuck her fingers in the ends of her hair, pulling and playing at them for something to do. “ I hate lying, “ she said, sure he didn’t care. “ and I like being able to stand myself, so, my bad. “

“ not in so many words. but you rarely say things in so many words. “

#(c.)#(c┊alastor.)

ofpius:

“i’ll leave the judgements to miss skeeter, she seems to know her way around a quill and parchment. as for miserable, you couldn’t be more far off. i just have this thing it’s called taste, perhaps you’ve heard of it?”

“ well, alright then --- but who’s to say judgement belongs to one person? she’s got the written thing down. maybe you can start a radio show. think outside the box. expand your palette, mr. tasteful. “

#(c.)#(c┊pius.)

winuhfred:

“ oh ! hey … i like to dance too. ” she said with a grin, biting off another piece of her licorice wand as she continued to listen. though it should be mentioned that winifred was trained in ballet and little else. it must’ve been why she was so interested in the more urban forms of dance.

“ hmm. let’s see. ” she scrunched her nose, her gaze falling to the floor as she tried her best to come up with something based on the information given. “ this is really disappointing. i’m not as creative as i thought i was. ”

“ what kind of dancing ? because if it’s tap, i could always call you kathy selden because who doesn’t like references no one really understands ? or … y’know … we could just call you venny. ”

“ well, wouldn’t you know it --- what a small world, “ venetia cracked a smile, before shaking her head in such a rapid fashion a whole clump of hair got stuck in her lip gloss, before she blew it out. “ but no, no no no, I can’t dance like, real dances. if I tried tap dancing, that bone-y part on the inside of your ankle? you know the one? would be a PERMANENT bruise. so no worries if you’re lacking on the creativity front. because by dancing I meant bad, untrained dancing. do not mistake me for someone with talent. “

venetia sighed, leaning back to look at fred, a wry twist to her smile. “ I think I’m just stuck the way I am. tragically, beautifully un-nicknameable. there’s just no fun fix like fred for me. “

#(c.)#(c┊winifred.)#shdfljash fun fact #for like most of my life i was trained in classic ballet #and i had to take x many non ballet classes #to be part of the company #so i was doing tap for years right #and i SUCKED #i was too rigid for it ahsdflj #and i was always hurting myself on my damn tap shoes

aluhstor:

“ have you never snitched ? hmm. ” he paused, his eyes falling to the ground in mock thought. “ guess mom and dad were just extra perceptive at the right moments. ”

“ look … i’ll try to come, but i’m not sure i’ll be able to get out of detention. ”

“ oh, so now I’M to blame for how paranoid they were about you? “ venetia huffed out an irritated breath mostly restraining herself. “ if they asked questions I was meant to lie ?? “

“ ... it’s not like I’m twisting your arm about it. you don’t wanna come? don’t come. “

#(c.)#(c┊alastor.)

ofpius:

“i’ve found that certain performances require talent which i’m pretty sure a select few students actually possess, which would mean yes inflicting this upon the student body is ghastly.”

“ well, I suppose you can take on the role of the miserable theater critic, trying to tear down the whole affair. since I’m guessing you want no part of the onstage proceedings? “

#(c.)#(c┊pius.)

FOR: Venetia Moody

FROM: Anonymous

NOTE: Marry me. Our children will be rulers of the world.

#(submission.)#(s┊carnations.)#you're right anonymous #absolutely right #submission

aluhstor:

he stood silent for a moment, taking part in the infamous moody stare-down which often occurred over the weirdest of circumstances. like at family dinners or awkward hallway walks back at home. “ congrats. ”

“ i’m not surprised. you always could sing like a canary. ”

“ thanks, “ she said, somewhere between apathetic and actually angry. a familiar place. she looked at alastor, seeing if his face gave anything away. but he’d always had more control than her.

“ was that supposed to be an insult? because it doesn’t feel like a real comment on my singing. when have I EVER snitched on you?? “

#(c.)#(c┊alastor.)#she might be out swinging at nothing #but i'm rolling like he meant it as the idiom

winuhfred:

“ which is exactly what i’m going for. ” her voice perked up, jokingly agreeing with the assessment as she stifled a laugh.

“ well you could get a nickname from something else. like here, ” she turned in her chair, fully facing venetia as she pulled a pack of licorice wands from her bag. “ what do you like to do ? any secret talents ? any guilty pleasures ? ” she offered her the candy as she waited for an answer, chewing casually before setting the pack down on the table.

“ mission accomplished! and at such a young age. “ venetia raised a brow, wondering what possible nicknames she hoped to come up with from nothing but a game of twenty questions.

but she shrugged, broke off a piece of the offered treat. “ do you ever get asked specific questions, and anything halfway to an answer flies out of your head? but let’s see. I like to dance, and I would never not broadcast a talent. also, never not broadcast a pleasure. you might not get it as often then, and how tragic would that be? okay, now you answer, see if you find a new nickname. “

#(c.)#(c┊winifred.)

aluhstor:

of course she would ask. always curious and always asking questions, even in the most unnecessary of circumstances. “ … manners ? ”

“ because if you think i’d chase you down with dropped papers, you’d be wrong. ” he felt bad, remaining still for a second as he studied her carefully. “ heard you got a callback. ”

“ right, “ venetia’s words were deadpan, something she was sure only her brother could bring out, without fail. “ manners. I’ve got ‘em. “ she rolled her eyes, crossed her arms close.

“ I wouldn’t think that; no need to worry. “ and she wanted to make fun of him, tell him he’d be wrong about the callbacks. but it didn’t outweigh her need to see why he’d brought them up. “ uh, yeah, I think I heard that too. “

#(c.)#(c┊alastor.)

winuhfred:

she couldn’t help but laugh, the conversation seeming far easier than she would’ve guessed. what had she been so afraid of ? not being accepted ? that didn’t make her special. certainly everyone was afraid of not being liked. at least to some extent. “ oh no … it’s totally okay. fine, really. my name’s fred. or winifred, but … yikes, right ? sounds like i’m going through menopause at seventeen. ”

“ i think the general student population would agree with you. not me though. i use everything i learn. like … that one thing … i learned the other day. ( ) you know what i’m talking about. ”

“ winifred’s one of those names that sound alright on paper but just feels really wrong to hang on a person. but fred is fun, very pre-menopausal. “ venetia nodded, like she’d dished out some sage advice, and not rambled on about a name she’d never paid much mind to, before, or ever. now that she’d rambled though, her thoughts all felt very true. “ if it makes you feel any better, there’s no nickname for venetia. I’m stuck with the stately thing for the rest of my life. “

“ maybe. I think enough of them care, though, if not about everything, than about something. everyone’s got that one subject. ahh --- just like that one thing, right, exactly. “

#(c.)#(c┊winifred.)

jennxsullx:

“Pretty sure he’s done it to other people too.” Jennifer forced herself not to turn around again. “I almost got detention for hexing him when he spilled his screwed up potion on my new robes. I can’t get detention, I just can’t. And it’s not like I don’t want to kiss you, you are very nice and attractive and all and whatever, but I…I really don’t want to have to.”

“ well, now I’m almost offended that I’ve yet to be a target, I must say. “ venetia pursed her lips, unable to control the likely dirty look she was giving the boy. at the very least, it might strike some fear into his heart, get him to back off. she shook her hair out and looked back at jenny. “ this dude sucks. but I don’t care, honestly, feel free to kiss away. do you think you’d win extra points if I kissed you? “

#(c.)#(c┊jenny.)

ofpius:

“a MUSICAL is ghastly enough but to choose a m u g g l e production is unheard of. just look at what it’s titled, GREASE. it’s not hard to see why it appeals to the riff raff.”

“ do you not like musicals? I hardly think they’re ghastly on their own. just a play with some singing thrown in --- harmless enough, no? it won’t be all that bad. “

#(c.)#(c┊pius.)

jennxsullx:

“All right,” Jenny began in a hushed tone. “I just told Eddie Flax I would rather kiss anyone but him.” She turned slightly to see the questionable boy staring at her from the distance. “And now he’s been daring me to kiss people or else him…I’m sorry but I really don’t know what else to do. I really don’t want to hex him again and get detention. That wouldn’t look very good.”

“ ew, “ venetia said with feeling. “ so, you’ve told this guy straight up no, right, and he’s like, okay, but, girl, you gotta give me proof that your negative answer is the real deal, and now this bastard’s just creeping around you like a creep? “ she looked over jenny’s shoulder, squinting an appraising glance over eddie --- immediately understanding the cause for distress. “ I swear, valentine’s gives people too many ideas. so what, d’you need to kiss me? “

#(c.)#(c┊jenny.)

winuhfred:

her expression brightened, the edges of her lips curling upward as she shot her a look. “ seriously ? girl you can have all my skirts. i’ll just pull an alecto. ” she laughed, attempting to appear carefree and all-knowing despite the fact that she hadn’t actually been at the party. no one invited her. she’d certainly heard about it the next day though.

“ so strange. teaching you something while expecting you to never use it. ” her lady-like lessons consisted mainly of learning how to sit without wrinkling her skirt and putting her pinky up during tea parties. “ i guess we could just use magic but damn if that isn’t lazy. and … if i’m being completely honest, sometimes i forget i even have a wand. a new level of strange, i’m telling ya. ”

“ see, I swear to god that girl stole my thunder. what if I wanted to take my clothes off and be all nonchalant? now every time someone strips their skirts off to get the damn things hemmed we’ve gotta invoke some carrow girl? “ venetia took a moment to shake her head, taken somewhere else --- well, some carrow girl and her brother, but some things were fine being quiet about. though she popped back up with bright enthusiasm. “ if you give me that skirt right now we can REBRAND. call it a ...... you. oh fuck, I suck. I didn’t even ask for your name! “

venetia bit back the wilder parts of her grin, leaving the other girl with something sly. “ isn’t the whole point of hogwarts teaching us something we’ll never use? sewing’s hardly the worst of it; better than knitting, believe you me. and I can never get the stitches as straight with a wand. so all in all, could be worse. “

#(c.)#(c┊winifred.)#i am so dumb!!#i saved this to the drafts of three different blogs #before i finally got it on venetia #and then i opened up her blog & i thought it was the drafts #put it was the posts #but i thought i'd drafted a reply to the reply BEFORE this #so i deleted it shfkglejhry #and drafted it aGAIN

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