messr wormtail

Peter "Wormtail" Pettygrew. Gryffindor. Sixth year. Halfblood. 1/4 of the Marauders. Solemnly swears that he is up to no good. Practically inivisible. People say he'd be nothing without his friends. People are right. Tries his best to play the cards life deals him well.

[alice-felicite-fortescue]

“Why does everyone say that? I don’t find it boring at all. I think it’s a really fascinating subject,” Alice said somewhat seriously, she really did wonder why everyone else thought astronomy was boring. “I think you should be able to. Test marks aren’t the only things that should matter.” Alice laughed again, though it was much more contained this time. “Yes, we should not enjoy ourselves in the slightest. It would be very rude.”

[peterwormtailpettigrew-blog1]

“Because it’s true. It has to be. Have you ever heard of swarm intelligence? It’s a sociological theory about a collective group of people having a higher chance of being right than a single person. So when everyone says Astronomy is boring, well, it is,” he exclaimed, feeling more than a little proud with his extensive knowledge about the statistics behind this. “Yeah, luckly. If it was all about test marks, I might actually regret spending so little time with studying.” Peter chuckled slightly. Not once has he felt bad about going out with the boys rather than staying in to study. To him, grades have never been all that important. “Definitely. No doubt, people would be really offended if we did.”

[maryellenm-deactivated20160724]

“Will you please break into the library with me to help me return my overdue books? Every time I go in to pay a fine the librarian gives me this judgmental look and if I have to see it again I’m either going to cry or set the place on fire.”

[peterwormtailpettigrew-blog1]

“You are asking me out of all people to help you break into the library? You want me to break the rules?”, he faked an offended look which barely rested on his face for a few short moments before it was replaced by a smug grin. “I’m exactly your man. Just tell me when and I’ll come up with a genius plan.”

[ellagalloglass]

“There are certain moments where I consider you someone with brilliant ideas and a bright future. This is not one of those moments.”

[peterwormtailpettigrew-blog1]

Peter furrowed his brow, peaking into the tea cup once more. “I guess that means this is not an acorn then?”, he asked, trying his best to make sense out of the soggy bunch of tea leafes in the cup. “Is this a spade?” A hopeful look found it’s way on his face as he waited for her to tell him he was right.

[peterwormtailpettigrew-blog1]

break the rule | dorcas & peter

It was kind of unusual, the fact that two people as different as Dorcas and Peter got along with each other so incredibly well and yet they did. When he first met her in third year, he would never have assumed that the little bookworm was this fun to be around with. Still by now he learned to look past her studious exterior and see the adventurer she really was.

The curfew was a living hell for both of them. Of course, not being allowed to leave the dorm after dark didn't exactly settle well with most people, but it felt like Dorcas felt just as trapped inside as Peter did, so when he offered to stay out past curfew and show her his favourite spot in the forest, she was quick to agree.

Peter peaked at his watch for what felt like the one-hundredth time in the last ten minutes. He has been waiting right outside the door, exactly where he and Dorcas decided to meet. Slowly he started to get nervous. Dorcas was being late and with a plan that depended so much on the right timing like this one, they really couldn't afford any delays. If they wanted to be far enough away from the castle by the time the curfew kicked in, they needed to leave now – and yet the girl was nowhere to be seen. “Come on, Dorcas. Where the hell are you?”, he said to himself with a sigh, leaning back against the wall behind him, anticipating the girl's arrival.

@bookworm-dor

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blank pages || peter and electra

Despite the oppressing heat that was prevailing, Peter still decided to get up and shut the open window closest to him, earning evil glares from the few people that were in the library as well. How was he supposed to concentrate on his Charms studies when all he heard was the people outside the window having fun, enjoying the warm weather. People may wonder why he would be up here studying when the exams were postponed anywhere, but thanks to an extremely busy school year filled pranks, long nights with his friends, enjoying drinks by camp fires and generally anything else that was in no way related to education, he was incredibly behind with his working. At least the postponed exams came in handy for him, giving him the chance to at least try and catch up on some of it.

With a sigh, he closed the book he had been brooding over for the last twenty minutes, just to find out that it was incredibly unhelpful regarding the topic he was working on. Reluctantly he got up and made his way through the library, searching for a book that would prove itself to be at least slightly useful. When he strolled through the large room, every now and then looking at the large bookshelves as he was passing him, something else caught his eye – a distraction. Electra Mulciber. One of the Slytherins he actually found to be quite nice. Even if it may have been slightly risky to disturb her while she was caught up in her school work, he still really needed a bit of company to escape the soul sucking experience that was catching up on a whole years worth of material in a few weeks. “Hey Electra,” he said with a smile as he sat down at her table, giving her a slight smile. “Not even the great weather outside can you lure you out of here, huh?”

@the-mulcibergirl

[peterwormtailpettigrew-blog1]

The look on her face worrieded him, even more so when she explained how she was only scared for him, not for herself. It was naive to believe that she would not be in danger, just because she was technically one of them as well. He carefully pushed a strand of fiery red hair behind her ear, resting his hand on her cheek. “Don't you worry about me. I can take care of myself.” He wasn't actually sure if he could. He was nothing compared to people like Cyril or Rodolphus and yet he knew that Camellia would be worth fighting for, no matter the odds. “I don't want you think like this for even one second. Even if something happens, it's not your fault. I made this decision. No matter what the consequences are, I'll still choose you.” His voice was soft and quiet, only meant for her to hear as he looked deeply into her eyes, looking for a sign that she not just understood the words he said, but also that he meant them.

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Peter only snorted at her comment. Especially when he was around his friends, he wasn’t the one to attract shy giirl, he was the one to attract nobody at all. “Well, most girls at Hogwarts would probably be more than happy if James Potter would be interested in them.” It was a poor consolation, but it was better than nothing - or so he hoped. “I- uh. Yeah, I…” Peter stuttered as Lily asked about him being interested in anyone. There actually was one girl that did catch his attention, but he wasn’t exactly sure if he should talk about it. “Yes, there is this one girl.“ Peter said, nervously rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah, but it’s also illegal. Ever heard of copyright, Evans?”

[princess-with-a-double-life]

Lily sighed and shook her head when she brought up James. “They can have him then. Don’t get yourself down, Peter. You’re a good guy and a very good listener. I think you think too highly of James sometimes.” She smiled when she heard him stutter. To think of Peter finding someone to make himself happy, made her happy. “A girl. Do tell. What is this girl’s name?” Lily wondered why he was nervous. What could cause him to worry about telling her who the girl was? “As far as I know you four haven’t gotten legal documentation of copyrights. So to the world, we could be the marauders and you guys the imposters.” She teased.

[peterwormtailpettigrew-blog1]

“No, they can’t,” he said with a knowing smile, very aware of the fact that Lily knew that James was interested in no one but her. Thinking too highly of James sounded rediculous to him. James was just a good person and Peter couldn’t see a single reason why he would not think highly of one of his best friends. “I think you don’t give him enough credit.” Defending his friend was the only right thing to do, even if Lily might just be the only person thatwould get away with talking about his friends like this in the first place. “Camellia Selwyn?” His words came out sounding more like a question than he intended to. He didn’t know why he was feeling this nervous about talking about her to his friends. Without a doubt, Lily would be one of the more understanding people he could tell that he was dating a Slytherin now. “As far as you know. Would you want to risk us taking legal actions just for shits and giggles? Not to mention ruining our friendship.”

[peterwormtailpettigrew-blog1]

“It’s not even.” Peter said with a chuckle. “Maybe we need to collect some data. We should do a survey, ask people around Hogwarts. I’m pretty sure most people will agree with me when I say ut’s the easiest subject ever.” Obviously he was joking. The problem was that he didn’t even realize that he sounded horribly nerdy, talking about statistics and that probably nobody would ever find this funny. He shrugged at her comment. “I don’t know. I mean, I know that I am not stupid or anything. It’s just that, if anything, I am more street-smart than book-smart and you don’t really get any good grades forthat, you know.” When Alice sat up, Peer decided to just keep laying in the grass for a little longer, looking up to her as she spoke. He furrowed his brows, trying to look serious but couldn’t get rid off the smile on his lips. “Oh no, no, no. This isn’t about having fun. This is about studying, Alice. And studying isn’t meant to be fun.”

[alice-felicite-fortescue]

Alice looked at Peter with a small smile on her face, shaking her head slightly. “Sure, Pete, we can do a questionnaire. But we have to give people an option between potions and astronomy for easiest subject. I vote it’s astronomy, by the way.” She was happy to hear that he didn’t think he was stupid, she knew he wasn’t but it was good to hear that he knew it too. “No, you don’t get grades for it, but I think it’s just as important. Possibly even more so.” Alice looked down at him and burst into a fit of giggles at the comment he made and the grin on his face. “You’re right, this is serious business that we must take seriously,” she said after she had composed herself.

[peterwormtailpettigrew-blog1]

Peter snorted and shook his head at Alice’ statement. “More like most boring subject, if you ask me.” He shrugged his shoulders, looking at her with a grin on his face, very well knowing that she would most likely be offended by what he just said. “Sure it is important. But you can’t put being street-smart on a résumé. Being street-smart won’t get you a job.” Despite his sarcastic sound of voice and the smile still resting on his lips, he was more than serious about this. “Oh, most definitely. Learning is meant to be a painfully boring, soul sucking experience. We should try to respect that.”

[peterwormtailpettigrew-blog1]

How come you only include certain player's characters in your edits? I think it's really rude and unfair to obviously exclude certain people and if you want to do edits, you should at least try to be unbiased and not play favorites.

OOC

Alright, I really feelthe need to explain myself real quick. Usually I am not a fan ofdoing ooc posts outside the ooc blog, but I feel like this needs tobe addressed, so I am going to do it just this once.

First of all, I haveonly done three edits so far, 2/3 being works for certain groups ofcharacters, like my Slytherin boys + names and the Gryffindor yearbook edit. So if someone happens to play  a male Slytherin as well asa Gryffindor, you are right, anon, they would be featured twice whilesomeone who let's say only plays one character who happens to be inRavenclaw wasn't finished at all.

At this point, we haveover 20 members, playing more than 30 characters. I hope you can seehow it might be a bit difficult to include all those players andtheir characters in just the first three edits I made. Tumblr doeslimit the maximum amount of pictures you can upload in one post to10. So even if I would have uploaded the maximum amount of picturesper post, I would not have been able to include all 30+ characters inthe three edits I made so far.

Am I playingfavourites? Yes. Of course I am. The people I personally roleplaywith are my biggest source of inspiration when it comes to doing edits. I did the Slytherin edit because Rabastan inspired me to do it. The Gryffindor post was inspiredby the four Marauders. The House Color post was inspired by me reallywanting to do something else with Lily. So of course, the characters andplayers that I have most contact with are of course the ones whoinspire me and therefore get featured in edits more often than peopleor characters I have nothing to do with. Of course I try to beinclusive and offer everyone to be part of my graphics, also to justsend me a quick message if they would like to be included anytimesoon instead of waiting for me to come up with an idea that couldwork with their character – but it is not my fault if people don'tdo this. If you feel that it is unfair that a character you hold dearhas not been part of my edits so far, all you really would have hadto do was ask me.

Because believe it ornot – I actually try to be inclusive and fair. Even though I don'thave to. I don't have to, because I do these edits for fun, as ahobby. So when someone reblogs 20 pictures of their muse only, it isnot unfair but when I make edits for me and others to enjoy, butcan't put every taken character in there it is? I really don't thinkso. I might as well only do edits of my own character without it being unfair, because I don’t owe anyone, but I don’t. Because I want other people to enjoy what I am doing the way I do. 

Still, if maybe youwant to come off anon, we could talk about this privately. We coulddiscuss why I didn't come around to including a certain character yetand you could request a graphic including the charactersyou feel like I have been leaving out. I bet we can find a solution together.

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maleficium accurantur [ 3 / ? ]

taken girls + house colors

@alice-felicite-fortescue  @lionhearted-little-doe  @lene-mckitten  @fayecallaghan

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maleficium accurantur [ 2 / ? ]

taken gryffindors + yearbook edition

inspired by diegosimecne

[yourmusings]

RP starters: Concern.

“It’s midnight, where the hell were you?!”

“Stop keeping your phone in silent, you got me worried!”

“Blood? Are you bleeding?”

“I don’t like the idea of you walking down the streets all alone.”

“I thought I would never see you again…”

“We should get you to hospital.”

“Where did all those bruises came from?”

“I have the right to be worried!”

“Have you been drinking? You look terrible.”

“Sleep at my place tonight.”

“I don’t feel safe letting you be alone when you’re in that shape.”

“Please talk to me about it.”

“Let me take care of you.”

“You need to rest now. Don’t move.”

“How many times have I told you to not go there?”

“You could’ve died, you know…”

“I don’t care if you don’t want my help, I’ll do it anyways.”

“You really need to stop drinking. I’m serious.”

“This time you got yourself into a hospital. I think that’s a sign.”

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“You need to stop doing stupid shit like that or you will get yourself killed.”

“I’m your friend, of course I care!”

“You know I’m always here for you, right?”

“You’re not okay.”

“I’m just trying to help you.”

“Let me clean your wounds…”

“Why did you do it? Tell me.”

[damnbutcher]

scandal sentence starters aka lots of angst, sex, and murder.

send one for my muses reaction! Feel free to change any gender or anything that needs changing in order for it to make sense to have come from your muse.

❝ It’s only day 2 for this shirt, and these panties are fresh from the dryer. ❞ ❝ I don’t need you to forgive me. I haven’t done anything wrong. ❞ ❝ I’ve always forgiven you until now. ❞ ❝ I can never tell if you’re lying. I can never trust my gut when it comes to you. ❞ ❝ Are you spying on me? You don’t trust me? ❞ ❝ How do I choose the box to bury my friend in? ❞ ❝ If he dies, he can’t talk. Dead men tell no tales. ❞ ❝ When you walk in here, you make me hope. Hoping is bad for me, so do not come back here unless you are back for good. ❞ ❝ When it’s your turn, you can talk, but right now, be quiet. Let yourself be kissed. ❞ ❝ It’s always his turn, despite the fact that I’m the one you like to ride, that I’m the one that makes you moan, that I’m the one who reaches you in places that he can’t begin to touch. ❞ ❝ We can hide in the shadows or we can stand in the light. ❞ ❝ I’m not gonna live in your apartment, waiting to service you. I have things to do. I’m busy. But, I did book a nice hotel suite for booty calls. ❞ ❝ Do you actually think I give a damn what anyone thinks of me anymore? ❞ ❝ A broken heart is a broken heart; to take a measure is cruelty. ❞ ❝ You can’t summon me. You are not in charge of me. ❞ ❝ Did you think I’d want you back? ❞ ❝ I am less than interested in whatever it is you have to offer. ❞ ❝ You thought I would be dragged in here and I’d lay eyes on you and I’d gasp, and I’d rip off all my clothes and crawl on my knees over to you and beg you to take me, that I’d be some kind of sad porn fantasy. ❞ ❝ I could have anything I wanted, and I wanted you. You can laugh at it and make fun of me, but the truth is, nobody else wants you. ❞ ❝ I’ve lost too much. I’ve given up too much. I’m not even a person anymore. ❞ ❝ I’m not like you. I’m sorry you miss me, but I’m not like you. ❞ ❝ Why are you picking a fight with me today? ❞ ❝ You’re thirsty, but you’re not here for a drink.❞ ❝ You’re here because you want what you’ve been fantasizing about ever since you left the other night. ❞ ❝ I can give you what you want just the way you want it. ❞ ❝ You either go home alone and try your own hand at quenching that thirst or go upstairs with me and replace that dry lump in your throat with something much more satisfying. ❞ ❝ Trust me; I will be the one standing over you when you die. ❞ ❝ You keep secrets from me. You make me feel small. ❞ ❝ Burying yourself in work isn’t always the best thing when you lose someone. ❞ ❝ I’ve got enough blood on my hands already. ❞ ❝ Don’t ever leave me like that again. I almost didn’t survive. I almost died without you. ❞ ❝ You have been waiting for this moment from the second I got in bed with her. ❞ ❝ It doesn’t matter what the truth is, does it? The only thing that matters is that I put my hands where you think they don’t belong, and now I’m in chains. ❞ ❝ I am going to have you destroyed. ❞ ❝ He’s a predator, an animal, a killing machine, and just because you’ve decided to turn a blind eye to that doesn’t make it any less true. ❞ ❝ I think you want me to be guilty. Guilty lets you hate me for things you’re not allowed to hate me for. ❞ ❝ If there’s any part of you, any part of you at all, that believes that I’m telling you the truth, you’ll help me. ❞ ❝ You may have never heard what it sounds like when she wakes up screaming from a nightmare, but I have, and it’s awful. ❞ ❝ The truth is like the sun. You can shut it out for a while, but it’s not gonna go away. ❞ ❝ Since us bitches have got to get through this dog and pony show, I’m gonna need you to sit down, shut up, and follow my lead. ❞ ❝ Is she right about you having nightmares? ❞ ❝ Don’t let love cloud your judgment. ❞ ❝ We both know in the end you’re not going to choose me. And that’s okay. I want you to know, I need you to know, not choosing me is okay. ❞ ❝ I keep my promises. I will watch the life fade from your eyes. ❞ ❝ I love her. Does that matter to you at all? ❞ ❝ It stops you every time, the arrogance, the need to swagger, to show everyone who you are. ❞ ❝ True power hides in plain sight. ❞ ❝ You and I are ruined. We don’t have a chance now. Too much has happened. ❞ ❝ I know you’re trying to be rational, and I understand why, but you can’t pretend this is okay. ❞ ❝ I mean, I figure we have two choices here - we can either pretend this unbearable sexual tension doesn’t exist, or we can address it head-on. ❞ ❝ You are beautiful. The face that launched a thousand ships. ❞ ❝ What is it that is so special about you? You have so much power over him. He revolves around you. ❞ ❝ He needed you. He was in pain. He wanted to die. ❞ ❝ I could protect him from everyone. Except you. ❞ ❝ I wanted to shoot him. I didn’t, but I wanted to. I wanted to kill him. I wanted him dead. ❞ ❝ I’m very powerful, you know. Some women would find that a turn-on. ❞ ❝ Let’s just say I’m in a giving mood tonight. ❞

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m a l e f i c i u m   a c c u r a n t u r   [ 1 / ? ]

slytherin males + names

[therebelandromeda-blog]

“I didn’t take it as such,” Andromeda noted with surprise. The observation he’d made interested in; she liked to hear how others lived in homes that weren’t solely magical. Her gaze kept on him as he continued. “You never know who sides with who, and who’s only in it for themselves,” she added with a note of regret. “I loathe it.”

[peterwormtailpettigrew-blog1]

Peter nodded reassured, a little more at ease when the girl made it clear that she wasn’t offended by his words. “I feel like almost everyone is just in it for themselves. I mean, even with these two different fractions, most people are just trying to get out on top. It still sucks though. Every time you talk to someone you aren’t one-hundret percent sure you can trust, you have to be so careful what to say. You even have to be careful who you’re being seen with.” He shook his head, still not fully believing that it actually came this far. “For you, for example. Most of your housemates would probably not exactly be happy to see you talking to a halfblood Gryffindor.”

[alice-felicite-fortescue]

Alice smiled back at him, more appreciative than she could say so a “thank you, Pete” would have to suffice. “No,” she said with another giggle, “you’re calling them the way you see them. It’s a completely different thing.” Alice put her hand over Peter’s on the grass, it was the most comforting thing she could do while lying down. “Don’t sell yourself short, you’re smarter than you think you are. I know it.” She sat up at his next comment and turned to face him. “I wasn’t trying to suggest you’re not patient, I was trying to tell you how awful I am at potions. I’m sure you’ll be a great tutor. And if you’re not, then at least we’ll have fun. Right?”

[peterwormtailpettigrew-blog1]

“It’s not even.” Peter said with a chuckle. “Maybe we need to collect some data. We should do a survey, ask people around Hogwarts. I’m pretty sure most people will agree with me when I say ut’s the easiest subject ever.” Obviously he was joking. The problem was that he didn’t even realize that he sounded horribly nerdy, talking about statistics and that probably nobody would ever find this funny. He shrugged at her comment. “I don’t know. I mean, I know that I am not stupid or anything. It’s just that, if anything, I am more street-smart than book-smart and you don’t really get any good grades forthat, you know.” When Alice sat up, Peer decided to just keep laying in the grass for a little longer, looking up to her as she spoke. He furrowed his brows, trying to look serious but couldn’t get rid off the smile on his lips. “Oh no, no, no. This isn’t about having fun. This is about studying, Alice. And studying isn’t meant to be fun.”

[flower-of-slytherin]

Camellia smiled the widest grin she had probably ever smiled when she heard what words came from Peter’s mouth. Her bright green eyes looking into deep blue ones.”You’ve made me the happiest girl in the world.” She was still not sure if this was all just a dream. Camellia pulled him back in for a kiss. The feeling of his lips against hers was something she wanted to savour, even though it seemed as though now they could kiss anytime they wanted. She might not be betrothed like her parents wanted, but she was happy and that was what matters. Like James had told her, her happiness should matter before anything else.

[peterwormtailpettigrew-blog1]

Something inside of him told him this could not be real. It was way to perfect. A moment like this with a girl like her? What did he ever do to deserve this? What did she even see in him? His head was buzzing with questions and doubt, but he had time for none of it. He was focused on one thing and one thing alone; the beautiful girl in his arms and her soft lips against hers. He broke the kiss again after a few moments, resting his forehead against hers, staring into her green eyes for a few long seconds, a tired smile resting on his lips. “You’re beautiful.” He said quietly, his voice barely more than a whisper before he gaver a another small peck on the lips. When he looked into her eyes again, the look on his face was way more serious, almost worried and so was his tone of voice when he asked “are you scared?”. He din’t feel like he needed to explain what he meant by that. It was pretty obvious after all.