#* interactions !

[limoncitamia-blog]

@mcsterfredrick

honey had come to the community party with bailey, though they had somehow parted ways mysteriously. however, honey wasn’t too worried about it. after all, she had gone out on a hunt to find her dearest friend fred in the crowd of people. after tadashi, it seemed that honey and fred’s friendship grew closer. not through grief, but through the desire to provide a bright and happy world for their worlds when it through the darkest thing at them so far. so, honey’s mind often times wandered towards the thought of her dearest fredrick. so when she spotted him, she instantly tried her best to sneak up behind him without making any sound (something almost impossible to do with her pumps) and tapped his shoulder. “freddy, guess who?” she aid teasingly as she grabbed his shoulders and made sure she was ready to move any way to play with him. 

[lavendcrblood-blog]

@chcrms !!

this is not a common sight. one too many drinks leads to flushed cheeks, lips tugged into a grin, a stream of hushed laughter slipping out as she stumbles into her dorm with jiwoo in tow, hastily shutting the door behind them. it’s a little past curfew, which meant sneaking back to their room with professors patrolling the corridors. not exactly an ideal situation, given the fact that they are absolutely shitfaced.

it’s safe to say that the moving staircases are a triwizard tournament-worthy trial.

still, not all is lost and susie has always been what they call a responsible drunk. “ shh, you’re gonna wake someone up. ” she holds her finger to jiwoo’s lips, guiding her to her bed before walking to her own. when she turns back around to face her roommate, the sight draws out a laugh louder than usual. “ oh my god—what are you doing ?? ”

[barbienaticn-blog]

          the slytherin girl is making her way back to the slytherin dungeon when she spots her. a suspicious, familiar figure standing in front of the one-eyed witch statue that would lead to honeydukes if they did the right thing. a rather terrible attempt at sneaking out if you ask her. it’s the person who she’s more interested in than the act of sneaking out itself. her steps are quiet as she walks up to the girl, a devious look in her eyes. “ well, what do we have here? ” a gasp. “ you wouldn’t happen to be sneaking out now, would you? ” in other words: please let me tag along with you, or else i’ll snitch.

@yvko !!

[chaoticgoodz-blog]

          rina caro doesn’t study and that’s a fact. however, she found herself in the library with her arithmancy textbook anyways. she’s about to doze off from sheer boredom ( it’s far too quiet in here !! ) when someone startles her awake. at first it takes her a moment to register the face, then she remembers what she’s here for. a tutor session. “ uh — i was just trying to get a closer look at the words, the font is WAY too small. ” immediately, she flips to the next page, pretending that the numbers on the page don’t register in her brain whatsoever. 

@lionheartdz !!

[alwayscriminal]

@puhddin / sc. 

                    to be fair, for a world-renown burglar, her apartment’s security wasn’t the greatest. she should’ve expected to come home to a random woman sitting on her couch one of these days. ❛ . . . want some coffee? ❜ 

[ghstgne]

@ahawkeyesview​ / sc. 

                    ❛ get that shit out o’my face. ❜ she had half a mind to slap the bow and arrow out of his grasp but her hand would just phase right through it --------- the containment suit was no longer helping like it should have and with s.h.i.e.l.d. destroyed there was no getting an updated version.

[pddyocnnr-blog]

‘ i said i could kill you. ’ - @cnlydcrkness

he can’t help the LAUGH that escapes his lips; taking in the boy a few steps away from him. if patrick was entirely honest, he’d admit that the boy looked entirely capable of taking him out in a second. but he WASN’T overly honest these days. ‘ ah, shite, d’ye hafta kill me though? y’see, i’ve been scavenging f’hours. i have enough to do a three-course meal. and if yer real nice t’me i MIGHT just share with ye. but talkin’ about killin’ me when we’ve only just met? that’s real rude, m’friend. real rude. ’