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@queenxrita
“Are you always this boring? For your sake I hope the answer is no.”
“Oh please, Lestrange. Do you even know who I am? I could have this school burning down within seconds of my quill hitting a piece of paper.”
Rita knew people were careful about what they talked about when she was around, but seriously, did they think she really cared about who they slept with the night before? Unless it was with a professor than one night stands were hardly news.
“Oh please, none of this is news worthy so you have no reason to whisper. I’m not that desperate for drama.”
Valentine's Day Question Meme!
Send for an answer!
😗: Are you single or do you have a date?
👗: Do you like to dress up for Valentine’s Day date? Or dress up in general for the holiday?
😈: Expecting to get laid or spend a night alone?
💋: Expecting a kiss on Valentine’s Day?
🌺: What’s your favorite flower? How do you feel about roses?
🍒 Do you prefer chocolates or flowers? If neither explain what you would like on Valentine’s Day!
🍫: Do you like chocolate? If so, which chocolate do you prefer?
💘: How do you feel about Valentine’s Day?
📔: Did you celebrate Valentine’s Day as a child/teenager? Did you ever receive Valentine’s Day when you were younger? Do you still do?
✏️ : How do you feel about love letters? Ever received a love letter? How do you feel about those Valentine’s Day cards that children use in school?
💕: What is your ideal/fantasy date?
🍜: Do you prefer a fancy dinner, casual dinner or stay at home dinner when on a date?
💔: Were you ever dumped or rejected on Valentine’s Day?
💝: Do you have a valentine? Crush? Someone you like?
🎆: Are you going to send a Valentine to anyone? Secretly or out in the open?
🎬: What’s your favorite romantic music?
🎤: What’s your favorite romantic song?
🍬 Lastly, how do you feel about sweethearts aka candy hearts/conversation hearts?
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Rita wasn’t sleeping yet because there was too much on her mind right now. She was thinking about the current gossip going on in school, a few people she had in mind for some blackmail, and of course Cassian was always on her mind at night. Sometimes it was good, sometimes she was scared. A sigh left her lips and she rolled onto her side, facing away from the door. A few minutes passed and she felt the bed dip slightly, and a warm body press against her back. She didn’t have to look to know who it was when his arms wrapped around her torso.
“Hey.” She mumbled tiredly, brushing her hand down his arm to rest over his own hand.
💘
It was strange between them now... He knew a lot about her and it changed something about their relationship. Dare she even call them friends? Either way, they were hanging out in his room during a break during the school day and she said something challenging of course. Probably about how he was the worst kisser and she was just about to leave the room whens he felt his strong grip on her wrist. He spun her and pushed her back against the door, lips colliding with far more force than usual as she couldn’t help but smirk.
🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare
Rita didn’t have nightmares often. Her nightmares usually end when she leaves home and goes to school, and they start back up when she moves back home. But here she was, hands shaking as she walked through the halls and sat on a couch with her hands in her hair. It was hard trying to act perfect when she was around others. She shouldn’t show weakness because someone would always try to use it against her, so when she felt someone sit beside her and place their hand on her back she tensed up. “I’m fine...” Rita mumbled.
Nonverbal RP Starters
I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!
Neutral
☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder
👉 Point to something for my muse to see
🤙 Bump into my muse
😊 Sit down next to my muse
🤨 Sit down across from my muse
📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse
✍️ Pass my muse a note
🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse
🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking
Aggressive
🐺 Growl at my muse
😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse
😠 Death Glare at my muse
🙌 Push/Shove my muse
👊 Punch my muse
👖 Kick my muse in the shin
👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot
😵 Knee my muse in the gut
💀 Knee my muse in the groin
🔪 Point a weapon at my muse
🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture
👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar
💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily
Angst
👩⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound
🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention
🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick
🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up
👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying
👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare
🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare
😭 Hold my muse when they are crying
😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret
💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears
💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment
⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma
Soft
👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt
🐈 Lean against my muse’s side
🤝 Hold my muse’s hand
🤗 Pull my muse into a hug
🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee
🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]
✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand
🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it
👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes
😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them
🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse
🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse
😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek
Playful
🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair
✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder
💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance
🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing
😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse
😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse
😱 Make a silly face at my muse
🤭 Tickle my muse
👃 Poke my muse’s nose
💪 Pick my muse up
Sensual/Sexual
💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss
💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss
💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss
💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss
❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss
🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way
😉 Pull my muse in by the hips
😲 Smack my muse’s butt
💋 Kiss my muse’s neck
👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage
👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse
👀 Push my muse down on the bed
👄 Pull my muse onto the bed
cassianwxxd:
He felt her tense, he knew she had heard him. FUCK. That was the last thing that he had wanted to happen. He couldn’t have Rita avoiding him too. Not now when things just seemed to be getting worse at school, and everyone knew it. It was getting very tense around Hogwarts, and he didn’t want to get caught in the mess because he said that he loved a girl. Even if he 100% meant it. That wouldn’t matter. She’d push him away again if he came that close again. “Maybe,” he agreed, and finally leaned forward, resting his forehead against her shoulder, holding onto her hips because he didn’t want her to go. At least not yet.
It took her a bit to relax, but once she saw the regret in his eyes she forced herself to calm down. He didn’t meant to say it, maybe he didn’t actually mean it... When he leaned forward, she ran a hand through his soft hair and closed her eyes. Sometimes she wished that she wasn’t afraid of commitment or the L-word because they could have something wonderful, but that wasn’t the case and she was the one holding them back. “Or maybe it’s what keeps us apart...” At least, that was the case with her. Even friends were kept at arms length.
sonja morgan, a beautiful disaster
This wasn’t a state Stefan had expected to see her in and it threw him off completely. “You okay?” The smirk on his lips had faltered, a look of mild worry growing on his features. Taking a sip from his own bottle of firewhiskey that he held in his hand, he sat down beside the other looking at her with mild curiosity. “You don’t seem yourself right now.” he stated the obvious. “Or maybe I’ve just had too much to drink and am hallucinating.” That sounded a little more likely that Rita Skeeter admitting to crying, he had never seen her be anything but an annoying bitch. “You never told me if you liked the little beetle ornament I sent over with my owl for Christmas?” @stefanxxnott
(Some thing like this in green probably, too lazy to look lol)
Rita narrowed her eyes at his question. Did she look okay with the damn tears flowing down her cheeks? “You know, I’m really not looking for company right now.” She grumbled as she took another sip from her nearly empty bottle, unable to stop herself from thinking about the night she did so well forgetting. “I know this is probably humorous for you to watch. It would be for anyone.” She knew a lot of people would love to see her cry. “I don’t know what you mean.” The blonde was angry about the ornament for a while but she found it slightly funny a little while later.
Comfort
Rita felt pathetic when she cried and honestly, she hardly ever did cry because most of the time she kept everything held in. This night, however, she had too much to drink and she barely ever drank. The reason being she was more likely to say the wrong thing when she was intoxicated… This was why she was sitting outside despite the cool air. Sipping on a bottle of firewhiskey while she thought about a certain part of her past because she accidentally told a certain someone and she regretted it terrible. Sometimes she wondered if she could go to Azkaban for never telling anyone about what her mother did to her father even if she was around 8.
She was taking another sip from her bottle when she saw him out of the corner of her eye and she dropped her head back against the tree. “Bloody wonderful. I doubt you’re here to comfort me after what I told you. Go on, tell me what you’re begging to ask me to do. I know you have the most blackmail on me out of anyone. Just tell me so I can get on with my day, Nott.”
“I’m not going to apologize for this. Not anymore.”
Rita perked up at the voice to her side and she hovered around him, trying to pick up what he was done apologizing for. “Oh, do tell Potter. What is this all about. I’ve been told I’m a great listener”
cassianwxxd:
“I know that, Rita. And you know everything about me as well. You know about my dad, my tattoos, everything.” he mutters. Cassian’s arms rested around her waist hoping she wouldn’t want to walk away from him now that they were finally talking. In the back of his mind, his couldn’t help but think about the childhood he’d had and wondered if she ever wondered exactly what his life had been like between his father’s trial and the terrible life he’d had at home.
Cass shook his head. “If you knew 100% about me too then you wouldn’t think about me the same. It’d be like you trying to date damaged goods. Trust me. I’m in no place to judge. “I lo-” he stopped short because he knew the sort of commitment it took to say those words. He couldn’t say them to her. Not yet, and certainly not when he knew she was still holding him an arm’s length away. “I care about you deeply, more so than words can even begin to describe. So I wouldn’t mind.”
It was always hard to get into deep conversations with people. She didn’t like opening up, but for a while Cassian was someone she was starting to get used to even if she did struggle in the beginning. She wasn’t sure if she could count the amount of times she’s run away from him. But this was good, this was comfortable until...
There was the almost L-word. That word has not once left her lips when it came to her saying it to someone. Her body tensed just slightly and she hoped it wasn’t too obvious though he already knew how she felt about it. Rita didn’t blame him, she just wasn’t at the place or time in her life she could say it back. Maybe she never would be ready? “We’re both damaged goods. Maybe that’s why we seem to work so well.” And she believed that. They’ve both been through enough that nothing would really be too more to hear for the other.
a bad person? who, me? that would be correct,
Send me a number and I’ll write a starter about the corresponding word:
(You can send multiple numbers, and I’ll try to combine the words in a starter)
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