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@rossvalentini-inc
Ross Valentini, you tease.
Forever’s a long time, Valentini and I doubt I’d be able to deal with you that long— who said I was inviting you to nap with me, anyhow? I’m perfectly content napping alone, thank you. I don’t need your shirtless body next to me to fall asleep at night.
It is only fair. You tease me every single day.
You won't know unless you try!
Oh? Go on, then.
No, no one. Anyone who is really ought to get their lives together. I’m due for a nap now, actually.
And let you have the satisfaction right now? I will offer you this wink however for starters.
You should do that. I highly recommend it. I'd love to join you but you would enjoy that and I have far too much to do before I can nap. Plus you'll want me to stay with you forever and we can't have that.
If your ghost-of-too-nice past is anything like me, you’ll grow tired of her eventually.
Napping? Ah, one of my favorite past-times.
Nope. I will argue against that notion in various ways.
Exactly. No one is above a good nap.
There’s nothing wrong with being a little cynical, anyways. You’re too sweet when you’re not being such a dork and you’ll see— That’ll come back to haunt you.
No, I wasn’t there because I like to have a sensible amount of sleep every night.And you’re still an idiot.
If I'm haunted by someone who looks like you, I certainly won't mind it.
I sleep plenty. I even have an allotted time of napping.
But beautifully cynical that side is.
Top ten? I dunno. we’ve got some pretty strapping lads, you’re not the only one— I’d put you somewhere around sixteen. I— you’re a sodding idiot.
That it is. I won't deny it.
You weren't there which means your opinion is irrelevant. Didn't deny it, at all.
get to know me meme: [4/11] celebrity friendships
Tyler Posey and Dylan O’Brien
"We’re best friends. We’re basically the same guy in two different bodies."
Sometimes you can’t be too caring, love. It’ll come back to bite you in the arse.
Thank the stars for that— you’d scar the first years coming into the common room without any clothes on. If you weren’t caught running around the halls in the nude first.
Oh look, the cynical side of the beautiful Carson Reed has arrived.
I think you mean to say I'd make their entire lives. I am apparently in the top ten of the hottest Ravenclaws in Hogwarts currently. There was a discussion on it at the party. Besides don't act like you don't enjoy the view.
Their parties are decent, sure, but why go to a ‘Puff party when you can stay in and study? —ha, I’m kidding. You really don’t know how to say no, do you?
Looks like you also don’t know how to keep a shirt on— get it together, Valentini.
I cannot and I don't find that as a bad thing. Just means I'm a caring person, doesn't it?
I consider this me together. At least my pants are on.
Those poor Hufflepuffs aren’t tying you up and forcing you to go to their parties and you know it. You can’t help yourself, can you?
They're the ones hosting these parties. Why would I be a rude person and not accept an invitation to a part they're having? You can't deny that they have decent shindigs?
You’re going to party yourself out some day, Valentini.
I think you mean the Hufflepuffs are going to party me out, Reed.
Whoever said that Hufflepuffs are inferior clearly have not been to their parties.
Inter-Relations: Faye and Ross
It would come to a surprise to most that hazy Ross Valentini actually was quite organized. Of course, they were the ones who weren’t buying his product. Those that bought from him knew precisely how meticulous he could be. Each person had a specific code name and he made note of each person; a description of what they were like, their usual order, and where they preferred to fulfill said order. He had strict pricing and never made exceptions. He had a high quality supply and if they wanted cheap then they would get just that. The more loyal the customer the more willing he was to give them a supply on the house. Then there were the very few who he considered close friends. Business didn’t seem applicable there so he never offered up a price for them. Why would he charge his friends?
Once more he finished his final sale of the day and he was ready to enjoy no longer having to run figures through his head. His steps were even but slow as he made his way through the castle. The bag over his shoulder contained his most prized object: his records. He never left it in his dormitory during the day and in the evenings he dropped it off in his secret place. No one but one person knew the general location of said stash and he was sure about that. It was why he didn’t bring anyone else into the business. There would be too many unreliable factors.
After he dropped off his records for the night, Ross headed back to the dormitory. There was too much seriousness in the castle and the silence that filled their dorm sometimes made him itchy. Upon seeing that his roommates were scattered about the room, he grinned. Good, they were a solid crew. A brunette girl upon Jack’s bed caught his attention and she didn’t look up at he gave her a grin. “Faye. As always its a pleasure.”
Her eyebrow rose at him and he grinned even more. “When are you going to let Jack go and let me be with him, yea?” He sent Jack a suggestive wink as Faye glanced up from her muggle puzzle book. “Or better you could always come to me. I am the better looking twin after all.”
A scoff was heard from the brunette. “I’d rather be locked in a coffin with toads, Valentini.” She continued on with her puzzle before suddenly it was out of her grip and he was holding it above her head with a dangle. She stayed seated on the bed with her arms crossed and her glare focused on him. Everyone in the room didn’t bother to give notice and not at all surprised by their antics. “Give it.”
"Not until you admit I’m more deserving of Jack’s affection." She tried to snatch up the book but it was just out of reach. Without warning, she leaped from the bed and tried to get it from him but he was already turning away. Which resulted in Faye clinging to his back as she tried to use her body strength to pull herself up enough to get to his arms. Suddenly she was koala climbing him and Ross ended up toppling over onto his stomach with a noise that made nearly everyone sigh or cringe. Faye, unobstructed by the possibly injury of him, snatched the book from beside his head and climbed up. Calmly she went back to the space beside Jack as he rolled onto his back smirking up at her. "This isn’t over, Faye."
Ross Valentini + Moodboard 1/?
Manners & Mischief || Ross/Carson
"That’s hard to believe." Carson shot back quickly, shaking her head with a smirk. Following in suit of Ross, she shifted to make herself more comfortable on the bleachers, her legs crossing. Carefully, she extracted her wand from her waistband, tapping the tip on her bare knee. Her gaze stayed focused on the now airborne team, watching Eveborn for a moment before turning back to Ross with a grimace.
"Oh, you know— the ever usual snide remarks about the muddiness of mine and Cora’s blood. He doesn’t bother with me much because he knows I’ll hex him to Beauxbatons and back but he makes a point to ruin Cora’s days because you know she won’t say anything to defend herself.” Carson groaned, gripping her wand tightly in her hand, watching the wizard in question send a quaffle through the center hoop at the far end of the pitch. “What’s Zachoria done now?”
"Ah." Ross wished he could offer more in support but he knew that Carson didn't need it. Besides, he always felt slightly ashamed in the pureblooded society he grew up in. Of course, that never really appeared until he had started at Hogwarts. Here, he was shown all the amazing people that came from different parts of the world and society. That was most important to him now.
"He's just generally a douchebag." There was a great dislike for the Slytherin and he still had not forgiven him for attempting to get in his territory. "Let's just say, he's not one to do fair business." He let the emotions settle in his brain and he smirked. "I am more than ready to give a little payback. Besides, if a broom or two get broken then the better for the rest of us. I just really don't want Slytherin winning House Cup."
