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Christmas waves a magic wand over the world, and behold,
everything is softer and more beautiful.
yule ball
Lyra smiled at his over-exaggeration. He certainly was charming to a degree, she liked him and she rarely liked people. Still, there was something inside her that told her not to trust him, but that feeling was there with everyone.
“I’m definitely not fed up with you,” she replied, “Not yet anyway.”
As his gaze wandered to her friends, she felt somewhat disheartened but it sparked up again as he spoke to her, falling into his eyes. She nodded at his response.
Lyra let him guide her, following him along, noticing how he walked with her proudly. It made her feel like she wasn’t as alone anymore.
“About me, huh?” she asked, “Well, my parents were the greatest supporters of the Dark Lord and for that, they’re in prison. I grew up not knowing them, instead with my grandparents. They were very strict with classes and teaching from a young age. Then Durmstrang, now here, with you. The things in between aren’t so interesting.”
After all they got to know each other for like 30 minutes or maybe a little bit more but it was by far not enough time to eleminate any mistrust - at least if you’re not a Hufflepuff, to be fair. But even Adrien wasn’t able to deny that he was kind of drawn to her in a way he really enjoyed a lot. And his actions and way he acted towards her was clearly showing this feelings.
“Not yet!” he snorted but but it was followed by a grin that eased the tension. “Who could ever get fed up with me anyways?” he exaggerated on purpose then but then he just listened to her and the things she had to say. While she spoke he got the feeling it was the speech she gave everyone who showed slight interest in her and that she focussed on those sad things in her life made him realize that she maybe was involving her too deep witht he sad things in life. “Wasn’t Durmstrang a boys school?” he pointed out, truly lackign the knowledge here. “How did you manage to be accepted there, wtf?!”
“The food is not burnt. It’s—slightly toasted.”
It took every ounce of self control Cassiopeia had to not cry at the state of the food she was provided. She hadn’t expected much but at least something edible would’ve been nice. Something within her screamed that she should’ve picked a restaurant for that date and not let him cook.
“… Do you want us to order take out instead?”
Seeing her disappointed face was enough to tell him how much he had fucked up and with realizing that, he let down the burnt casserole with a sad expression. “Seems like I ruined the evening...” he admitted with defeated voice and held in for a moment. “I really tried but seems like I should stick to my talents. Going out instead? After being confronted with this I have to pay you refund for mental abuse I guess.”
yule ball
“No,” she answered quickly, “Nothing.” Lyra paused, screwing up her face slightly. “I don’t have many friends, I mean.. I’m a bit of an outcast I guess.” She frowned. Despite forgetting where they were for a while, she had felt the stares at times, particularly the small snickers as she was stood up by some Hogwarts boy. She tried her best to play it off as though it didn’t bother her, but it did. It made her mistrusting, particularly in these situations.
“I mean, you weren’t so bad at first,” she replied, exhaling a small laugh. His answer did bring her comfort, though she wasn’t quite comfortable with approaching a group of unfamiliar group of people. “But, it’s ok. Just wanted to make sure I wasn’t keeping you from anything. If you wanna go back to your friends that’s fine. Thank you for your company.”
While she made that confession he tilted his head slightly but nothing in his mimic changed. “Outcast, huh? Guess it’s the name because it can’t be neither your look nor the character as far as I can tell from the last 30 minutes or so~” But for the other part he answered her with laughter. “Not so bad? I am brilliant and charming and totally a prince!” he exaggerated with that humurous undertone that applied to that impish flicker in his eyes. But then the laughter subsided to a calm smile full of affection. “Shush you, you make it sound like I was about to leave you alone again. get that out of your head again unless you’re fed up with me.” For a moment he paused and let his gaze wander off to his boys again. “Don’t worry about them too much. I’m the owner of my time and I decide with whom I want to spend it.” Then he shifted his intense gaze back to her, straight into her eyes. “And for now it’s you, so please bear with me for a little while longer, ok?”
He gently placed one hand on he back to guide her forward, away from his friends and back into the crowd of students that enjoy their time. Adrien did not wanna hide with her, he wanted to show everyone that he was having a great time and maybe he also wanted to show everybody that incredible smile Lyra had. Maybe for once he really had a good moment because nobody deserved to be judged by a name - no matter how convenient it was in the wizarding word. “So Miss Outcast, tell me more about you.”
//out of charisma
Pheeeewwww, I really want more people to interact with Adrien! I have the feeling I’m stuck with his development and would love to explore more sites of him with you guys.
Please hit me up if you’re interested and we can figure out something nice for our muses!
yule ball
Lyra exhaled a laugh at Adrien’s story, shaking her head. “I know people who have been teased for much less,” she said, “Teenagers are relentless but you come out stronger. It builds character.”
“I definitely don’t think you sound like an idiot,” she said with a smile, a fond twinkle in her eyes. For a moment, she had forgotten that they were at the Yule ball, time and space seeming to slip away but as soon as it hit her, her eyes wandered around the room briefly.
“Don’t you have a date or friends to be with?” she asked, trying to remain light and humorous but the slightest bit of skepticism burning through. She questioned why Adrien even wanted to spend time with her in the first place, usually no one did.
“That’s true.” he agreed but for the 11-y-o-Adrien it was hell enough. “Thank you.” he flashed her a smile even though he knew better but that was ok. He was used to it and he tried his best to change that.
He tilted his head slightly to the side wen she asked that and answered it with a gentle smile at first before he finally raised his voice again. “No date, just friends and I excused myself for a while. Am I holding you back from something?” he asked in return then an while he had a slight guess on why she asked like that he had no interest in letting her slip off easily now that he made friends with her. “I can introduce you if you want even though that boys can be total idiots at first.” he turned his head into the direction of a group of boys and a fond smile rested on his lips. “But they are the best if you broke through their shell. The best friends i could ask for.” He wasn’t telling her that for the mere praise of his friends but also to answer her unvoiced question.
Books are magic.
yule ball
Lyra’s eyes took in the decorations, the magic that surrounded them. It was truly beautiful how they had changed the Great Hall and turned it into a literal Winter Wonderland. It wasn’t just the snowy sky that made it but the ice sculptures and silver adornments that made it feel like they were outside. It made her somewhat thankful to have the Ravenclaw at her side, warmth emanating from his body as well as this personality.
She turned to him as he spoke, watching him recount his story. There was a fond smile on her expression and a giggle. “I think you could definitely pull off pink and purple hair,” she grinned.
“Learning a second language isn’t so easy though,” Lyra said, “I have many friends from different parts of Europe, all speaking different languages but it’s English that unites us all. I’ve picked up a few words and phrases here, mostly curse words and basic conversation but yeah… I think your English is quite good.” She smiled, “And your accent is delightful to listen to.”
“Oh believe me, it was horrible. Not the colors per se but the bully that followed! I still have to eat shit every now and then by my best friend because... be an eleven years old boy with pink hair.” But nevertheless he had to laugh at his own story and to be honest: he was quite fond of that memory. After all it opened a lot of doors for him and while he had to sport that fancy hair color he made a lot of friends that helped him out with his language issue. Friends that he still holds close to this day ofc.
“Speaking another languge that isn’t as common as english comes in handy at certain times.” he agreed and then he flashed her a charming smile. “Thanks a lot! But I still have issues. And sometimes I come off like an idiot because it takes me a lot of time to phrase things before I actually speak. That delay is often misinterpred but I use this for my advantage. Or at least I try.”
Maybe they were in their second round through the Great Hall by now but he didn’t mind.
Send ‘a moment of weakness’
and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter. { tw violence }
Your muse is emotionally compromised and breaking down.
My muse is emotionally compromised and breaking down.
Your muse is smashed drunk and incoherent.
My muse is completely drunk and incoherent.
Your muse is tied up (how and why is up to the mun)
My muse is all tied up (how and why is up to the mun)
Your muse is surrounded by thugs up to no good and mine happens to pass by.
My muse is surrounded by thugs up to no good and yours happens upon this.
Your muse is having a vivid nightmare and is shouting out brokenly.
My muse is having a vivid nightmare and is crying out in their sleep.
Your muse is being kept hostage and mine has just rescued them.
My muse is kidnapped and yours has just rescued them.
Your muse has been beaten badly and is in bad shape, mine happens to find them.
My muse is been beaten badly and is in bad shape, yours finds mine in this state.
Your muse falls very ill and continues activities even if they seem on the verge of passing out.
My muse is sick and continues daily routine even though they seem on the verge of passing out.
Your muse is in a frightened or nervous state (why is up to the mun)
My muse is in a frightened or nervous state (why is up to the mun)
Your muse is temporarily blind.
My muse is temporarily blind.
Your muse has suddenly sprained an ankle and can’t walk.
My muse has suddenly sprained an ankle and can’t walk.
Your muse has blackmail over mine.
My muse has blackmail over yours.
Mun chooses.
Woow dude, the sex industry is not what you should mean when you talk about needing that for a living!
That is stil not what I was talking about, dear. That was a mere illusion of your overly dirty mind and an obviously underfucked body.
You say that now. But I bet earlier today, right when you said that, you were thinking differently. Trust me, if it’s money you lack, I can pay you everything without forcing you to such lengths.
I will never lack money, sweetheart. Noailles-privileges. So I’m pretty sure it was nothing mut your imagination... maybe born from a kinda wish but nothing more.
Woow dude, the sex industry is not what you should mean when you talk about needing that for a living!
That is stil not what I was talking about, dear. That was a mere illusion of your overly dirty mind and an obviously underfucked body.
Don’t do horcruxes kids
Do all the character development questions! If you’re lazy, do 1, 4, 10, 13
meme: crucial muse developmentstatus: closed
Headcanon to plastic wrap. NOW!
The first time Adrien ever saw plastic wrap was while watching a porno they misused it for kinda weird kinks and it was a hard turn-off for him.Up to this day he still believes that plastic wrap is for thise kinda purposes only.
‘ the most embarrassing thing that’s happened to you today? ’
The day is still young so there weren’t many opportunities to be embarassing, thanks to god.But since you called me out this morning to look like being out of it I think my whole presence was kinda embarassing? I hate mornings so much, gdi.