#ashtorethprince

[celeriitxs-blog]

⁇ and/or ✘ and/or $ -- Ashe

Text Meme

Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.

I don’t think Pietro can get drunk /:

Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.

[text: Ashtoreth] You are the same as all of them.

Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.

[text: Ashtoreth] I d         (Sent before finished)

[celeriitxs-blog]

@essayofthoughts replied to your post 

omg is he ticklish?

{omg maybe but hE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT A SONIC IS LEAVE HIM A LON E}

[celeriitxs-blog]

You have RLY GOOD characterisation -- Ashe

What do you think of my characterisation?

{o: thank you so much! that means so much to me}

[celeriitxs-blog]

👍 its a very accurate portrayal, I think. -- Ashe

Send 👍 if you like my character portrayal; please say why.

{;-; thank u so much that honestly means so much to me i get so uncertain about him}

[celeriitxs-blog]

♦ -- Ashe

Send me a "♦" for the first word my muse thinks of when your muse is mentioned.

   Help.

         (Whether he is willing to accept it or not.)

[maisiemadeoffire]

Okay so senior year has been crazy thus far and I haven't been on in a thousand years but I want to apologize to the l o v e l y people I've abandoned in these last months of craziness. I've been having a rough time and I've realized that rping helps me so I'm not going to let my ennui take it away from me this time. Send me an ask if you want to yell at me or start a thread or get my skype to yell at me or anything!  

[maisiemadeoffire]

+ashtorethprince

"Excuse me, I know we're no' in th' same house but d'you think ya could help me with m'potion?" 

Maisie looked everywhere but at the tall, pale girl in front of her. She tried not to let the stereotypes about Slytherins affect her, or her own experiences with them, but it was difficult. What kept her there was that she had been told that Prince was skilled and she needed a miracle to get through this year.

[mrsnarcissamalfoy-to-you]

Hogsmeade | @AshtorethPrince

It had been years--many, in fact--since the Battle of Hogwarts.  More than a decade, or almost two by now, wasn't it?  The woman had lost count ages ago.  All that she knew was that her family was involved on the wrong side, and it took a lot of lawyering up to get their names cleared.

By now, the children of the war had grown up, perhaps even having their own kids as well.  And the orphans of the war were teenagers, but they'd endured losses, too.

So why did Narcissa, now a widow, feel compelled to come to the place that she too had spent a good deal of her adolescent years in?  Her grandson was now a student, but even then she only saw him on weekends when he would be allowed to go to Hogsmeade with the other students.  Nevertheless, things here hadn't changed much.