&* not your doll.

      We stand ᴜɴᴅᴇғɪɴᴇᴅ              Can’t be drawn with a straight line                    This will ɴᴏᴛ be our 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨                              We are ALIVE

[erika-writes]

[rosiierevan]

ALCOHOL. It seemed to be the one thing that always succeeded in bringing everyone together, no matter the occasion. For some it brought them closer, made them happier but for others, it did the opposite. For Evan, it calmed them, allowed them to step aside and watch from a distance as others worked the room or made a scene. How one reacted in social gatherings had always given off a visible tell about them. Before choosing a side of the war, Evan was a more frequent partier, enjoying getting lost in the dance and the night, but now, after distancing themselves more from those they enjoyed the company of and spending more time with those they truly despised, they found themselves standing closer to the corner. Still with a glass in hand. Somethings, after all, would never change. 

“It’s strange,” they began, feeling someone approach. “The way people are interacting as if nothing has changed and only a year has passed since we were last year, it makes one wonder..” Evan trailed off, raising the glass to their lips.

[rosiierevan]

nverlost‌:

Harry Potter based character questions.           BOLD what applies to your muse: 

Slytherin or Gryffindor or Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff ?

Chocolate Frogs or Every Flavor Beans ? 

Herbology or Astronomy ?

Charms or Potions ?

Thestral or Basilisk ?

Sectumsempra or Expelliarmus ?

Hogsmeade or Gringotts ?

Death Eaters or Dumbledore’s Army ?

Play Quidditch or Cheer a team on ? 

Divination or Muggle Studies ?

Apparition or  Floo Powder ?

Polyjuice Potion or Love Potion ?

Bat-Bogey Hex or Episkey ?

Butterbeer or Cauldron Cakes ?

Diagon Alley or Knockturn Alley ?

[rp-helper]

Symbol Muse Asks

❤️ = Something my muse loves 💔= Something my muse hates 💘= Someone my muse loves 💕= Someone my muse admires or looks up to 📖= My muse’s favourite book 🏡= My muse’s dream home 🎧= My muse’s favourite song 🎤= My muse’s talent(s) ⚽️= My muse’s favourite sport/physical activity 🍔= My muse’s favourite unhealthy food 🍎= My muse’s favourite healthy food 🍝= My muse’s favourite meal ☂= Something my muse does on a rainy day 🌩= Something my muse does on a stormy day 🌨= Something my muse does on a snowy day ☀️= Something my muse does on a sunny day 🌙= Something my muse does at night ⭐️= My muse’s star sign 🌪= What my muse would do during a natural disaster 🌲= My muse’s favourite season 🐱= My muse’s past pets 🦁= My muse’s favourite animal

[chewbacca]

How to Get Away With Murder  |  5x10 - “Don’t Go Dark on Me”

[rosiierevan]

( summer bishil, twenty, gender fluid ) my goodness, is EVAN ROSIER back? it’s been a while since the PUREBLOOD has been around the castle, but I’d recognize THEM anywhere. rumor has it the SEVENTH YEAR spent the years aligned with the DEATH EATERS (SPY). but I hear they’re still PERSISTENT & ALTRUISTIC and INSENSITIVE & CRASS. and the SLYTHERIN still reminds me of late night walks, a damaged locket, desperate for love, compliments in the form of insults, lace & leather. well, then, I guess some things never change.   ( kassie, 26, gmt+1, they/them )

note: the bio is written using she / her pronouns as that’s how evan was raised and despite them no longer using them and having dismissed those ideals entirely, it felt important to tell their story using the pronouns their family would still use regardless of how evan feels.

THE BIOGRAPHY  —

TRIGGER WARNINGS: rape mention, abuse mention.

Purebloods in the wizarding community often found themselves superior to those that weren’t, this proved to be the case within the Rosier family. The parents, Horace and Nicolette Rosier a picturesque sight like no other, beautiful and poised as they made their name known amongst their peers. They were certain to mingle with the best, and nothing less. When their first was born, a beautiful son by the name of Carson, nothing changed aside from them having yet another beautiful face to show off to the rest of the world. He was the perfect child, obeyed as requested and did nothing but what they asked. He spoke like a well-mannered child, charmed the socks off every little girl that he was told to befriend. Then some years later, another was born, this time a beautiful baby girl and the two parents couldn’t be more than thrilled. Nicolette had always spoken of wanting a little girl, and once presented with one, they gave her the same love and attention they did Carson, however the attention Carson was so used to receiving started to drift away from him and focus solely on Evan. She was the new light of their lives, treated like the little princess they believed her to be but while they weren’t around Carson took it upon himself to punish her for taking his parents away. With each punishment, Evan started to find herself despising not only Carson, but her parents and their views along with. She wanted nothing more than to distance herself, so upon being introduced to her first of pureblood parties, Evan found herself drawn to another that seemed equally as disinterested about being there, someone who would eventually reveal themselves to be Alastor Moody. Befriending them instantly, she suddenly found herself with a new state of mind, a new outlook on everything around her and more. because they, unlike the rest of the purebloods was not cruel, at least not in the traditional sense, they were more along the lines of the comedic cruel which she found herself enjoying. So, quickly she found herself fighting back against her brother with pranks and jokes alike. Her parents despising what was happening, warned her to keep her distance from them but she didn’t listen.

Eventually this resulted in Evan remaining at home while the rest of them went to parties, Carson once again becoming their parent’s favorites while she was given lessons. The lessons were what they hoped would help turn her into their definition of a proper lady, but eventually just made her worse. Evan continued to act out, sneak out during the nights they were away and even the nights they were home, all tucked away in their beds. Sometimes Evan would find herself in the heart of wizarding towns, meeting new and friendly faces, ones that she knew her parents would be highly against.

Finally, like every other wizard and witch in the United Kingdom, the young girl received her Hogwarts letter and attended. Starting off fresh, she found herself seated happily on the train next to the pureblood from the party, among others the two had never encountered. But then, everything came tumbling down the moment she took her place on the stool in the Great Hall, an instant look of uncertainty as the hat roared the house she would spend the next seven years of her life in to everyone. How of all things did Evan find herself in Slytherin, it was the last thing she expected it but surely her family and brother would be pleased, her brother even more so considering his toy was now unable to escape him by going to another common room.

Evan however, did not let this change who she was shaping into and found herself spending more time outside of the common room. In the Great Hall she would rebel further by sitting at the table she wanted to, typically the Gryffindor table but that sometimes varied as she found herself growing close to people from other houses as well. She didn’t care if it led to mockery or worse in the common room, she’d deal with that, but while she was out she loved having her freedom away from them.

Years into Hogwarts, Evan became known as the Slytherin that defied all the norms and rules. It wasn’t until the summer before her 6th year however that everything changed, she’d snuck away from home like she had so many times before, but this time she found herself in a darker place in town and a few drinks too many. A man, a much, much older man found her in her vulnerable state and took advantage of her and with no one around to help, she ended up waking up in the bed in one of the rooms at Hogs Head. That’s when everything changed for the worse, Evan snuck out more and found herself developing more of a drinking habit and eventually smoking. The girl slept around with people despite knowing it was wrong and it wasn’t until her brother Carson discovered the truth while out one night that she was caught. Disgusted, her parents found only one way to solve the problem and that was to find her an immediate solution, a betrothed. Not speaking of her indiscretions, it was easy for Evan’s parents to find someone quickly. After all, the girl had an appeal to her that not all purebloods had, she was in the very least stunning and would produce a healthy, beautiful looking heir and that was most important to the families at the time. Evan thought she hated her parents before, but now the hatred grew into a downright loathing, the boy they had chosen for her being someone despicable in their eyes.

HEADCANON : MARISOL ROSIER

Evan has a sister, though most believe Marisol died tragically before she was able to celebrate their 11th birthday, the truth is, their sister was born a squib, a disgrace to the pureblood world and more so, the Rosier family, so, they faked her death. Though, the truth is, Marisol is still alive, kept captive in a cellar at their grandparents, guarded by wizards and house elves. The conditions are terrible, and often times, the family will use Marisol as target practice and Evan is desperate and would do anything to trade places, or free them and that’s why they agreed to the betrothal, in hopes to find a way to free Marisol, even if it means that they themselves will meet a fatal end.

Very few know about Marisol being alive, as Evan wouldn’t trust just anyone, and the Rosier family would rather the wizarding world not know of this.

details:

boggart: the sight of them being dragged by their mother down the aisle, in a very frilly white wedding dress, a symbol of their last ounce of freedom being ripped from them. patronus: the black stallion clubs: care for magical creatures club & dueling club

[cowboyhudsons]

[filmtribv]

#same

Margot Hanson, The Magicians (05x05)

[rosiierevan]

Something about Daisy calmed Evan, they weren’t sure if it was that they always had a way of reminding them of Marisol but either way, after the other day they went out of their way to spend more time with Daisy. They needed someone with good and high spirits around. So, after bumping into them in the Great Hall, Evan had agreed to join them for holiday baking in the kitchens. So, after changing into something a tad more on the comfy side, they headed down to the kitchens. 

“Wow, it already smells amazing in here,” Evan smiled upon entering, impressed by just how different the kitchens were now that the holidays had arrived at Hogwarts. @daisyhooks​

[rosiierevan]

Evan had spent months cooking up a scheme, going back and forth on what the right way to go about putting an END to their father’s tyranny and hold over their’s and Marisol’s life. At first it seemed impossible, and even unlikely that they’d actually do it but with everything going on, the Winter Solstice dinner coming up felt like the perfect time. Even so, the Slytherin was dreading the trip they’d have to take beforehand.

Evan had never been a fan of Knockturn Alley, but in desperate times, they knew it was one of the few places they’d be able to go to find something lethal enough to have a lasting effect on father dearest. So, as Evan slipped the black hood on to conceal their face from sight, they wandered the cobbled streets toward Shyverwretch's, hoping to get out and in as quickly as possible. @redcarrow​

[rosiierevan]

“Oh man, I truly needed that,” Evan sighed in relief as they sipped on the liquor, feeling an instant tingling sensation. “These past few weeks have really taken their toll, I don’t understand how you manage to keep up with all that you do.” The brunette admitted with a shake of their head, though the admiration was clear in their voice. “But tonight, no responsibilities?” They insisted, raising their glass towards Molly’s. @eldestprewxtt​

[american-duchess]

How can one woman be so perfect??

[rosiierevan]

coryaxley‌:

|| @rosiierevan​

His hands were clasped around the glass of whiskey, eyes scanning the bar. Corban liked the rare moments he could escape from the castle and some of the people that inhabited it. Besides, he’d needed something to take his mind of his current concern for his sister. She was acting different and he didn’t like that he wasn’t sure why. 

Bringing the glass to his lips, the curved upwards as he spotted a familiar figure entered the bar. “Rosier,” He drawled, as the other approached, smirk clear on his face. “You missed me that much you followed me out of the grounds?”

Avoiding Hogwarts and more importantly, the people inside Hogwarts had become a nightly routine for the Slytherin, so much so that they’d started becoming a regular at some of the more dodgy bars around Hogsmeade. It helped that they rarely ran into anyone they knew at the place as well. But of course, luck wasn’t in their favor that evening. 

“I’m surprised even this place lets in the likes of you, but then, they’ve never been known for having standards.” Evan spat in return, their eyes instantly narrowing at the familiar voice. Yet, they still made their way to the seat beside them. After all, a distraction was what they wanted. “One of these days someone’s going to sever that ego of yours.” 

[rosiierevan]

wearyhevrted‌:

closed to @rosiierevan​

Adelia had gravitated towards the dreidel spinning when she first began her wanderings through Hogsmeade, drawn by the familiarity of the game. She hadn’t played, not in years, but she had loved it as a child. Adelia was feeling nostalgic by the time she found her way over where Evan was near the skating rink. “Hey,” she greeted her friend warmly. “What are you feeling up for?”

The holidays had become the worst time of year for Evan, they hated watching everyone run around with their families filled with cheer. Even more so, they hated themselves for thinking that way and finding their envy to be greedy and selfish. Still, though, Evan put on a cheerful face and allowed themselves to get warmed up by the mulled wine they’d purchased at one of the stands. “I have my curiosities,” they smiled, a genuine smile as Adelia came over. At the very least, Evan still had their close friends to be grateful for. “But I’m curious as to what it is you did as a child.” Perhaps learning of other’s traditions would help in further distracting themselves. “Before I end up drinking an entire pot of mulled wine.” 

[rosiierevan]

noellexxchang‌:

She chuckled and shook her head. “Never too early. I just don’t have any handy at the moment,” Noelle replied as she stole a piece of food of their plate. “Maybe Slughorn could help you with your plight. He was stocking up for his annual Holiday Slug Club party the other day, and he probably has plenty to spare.”

"I should find myself a fancy looking potion vial and start carrying it with some, would look less suspicious than a flask, especially if I’m putting it in my own drink.” Evan chuckled but shook their head at the mentioning of Slughorn. “Unfortunately I’m not one of the lucky souls in his society,” there was a hint of sarcasm to their tone, and though they had nothing against the society, they couldn’t help but think of it as just another thing to brag about, especially for purebloods. 

[rosiierevan]

d-abbott‌:

Declan was confused. They had been avoiding him for the better part of a month, yelled at him, and now they were asking him to stay? What was the purpose of all of this? But still, he wanted to stay. He deserved to stay and not be pushed away this time. There was so much that was left unspoken between them since they broke things off that he wanted to talk about, but was this the right place? Was this the right time?

“I wanted to check in on you. You’ve been dodging me since the ball and…” he trailed off, not wanting to get upset. Declan had half a mind to let them hear it all. Everything that was pent up inside and the tears that Winnie had spent… there was so much he wanted to say. But seeing them there in front of him, signs of vulnerability streaked across their face. was enough to hold him back. “What’s going on, Evan?”

Evan felt the instant guilt wash over them, but they knew if left alone here too long, they'd do something reckless that they couldn't take back. But still, it was so unfair on Declan. After everything, they’d already put the poor guy through. Still, the truth was something he needed to know, deserved to know. Evan looked up, releasing their grip on the sunflower pendant and setting their hands on the table. 

“I know and I’m sorry for that,” Evan admitted, looking up with a saddened smile. “I just couldn’t face you after what you’d done, did for me. You should’ve never gotten involved, but my brother has a tendency to be...unstable.” They swallowed, “You have every right to hate me, yet somehow you don’t. I don’t know how you’ve managed that but after everything, you deserve to know the truth about what happened. It’s only fair.” Evan had always known that they could trust Declan, that was never what held them back, but now with their plans soon becoming a reality, they had to start revealing the truth. 

[rosiierevan]

inimitable-augustus‌:

Augustus had been walking through the winter markets, browsing to find a gift for his mother for the holidays. Despite his dislike of the woman, he knew that he to play the dutiful son. For appearance sake, of course. It was while he was browsing that he saw them, across the way and looking…well, perfect, as always. Almost immediately, Augustus dropped his pursuit of a gift and walked over to Evan Rosier. 

“I never pinned you for the holiday type,” Augustus drawled, catching up in pace with Evan.

@rosiierevan​

Evan used to enjoy the holidays when they were younger and were able to spend them with Marisol. They snuck off to bake cookies in the kitchens with house elves, played in the snow, even Carson would join on occasion. Things were much simpler, even their parents seemed more laid-back, relaxed. But that’s because the truth of their mother’s indiscretions hadn’t come out as of yet nor had the reveal of Marisol’s lack of magic been discovered. 

But now, now Evan couldn’t stand Christmas but still because of the distraction it brought, they’d made an effort to enjoy it. They’d also always made sure to collect gifts for Marisol. There was no limit. So, that had brought them to Hogsmeade in search of something for Evan, dressed in a deep and dark shade of red as to hopefully avoid being spotted, yet still capture SOME of the Christmas’ spirit. 

But then, a voice caught their attention and their train of thought instantly became distracted as Evan glanced up, pursing their lips. “I’m not, I do however like a good gingerbread. Though I’d beg to say the same about you as you’ve never given off JOLLY.” They smirked, rolling their eyes as his steps came into sync with theirs. “Though HO-HO, I can understand.”