#c:guy

[delacour-diva]

The sound of Maude’s new lilac Jimmy Choo high heels stomping through the hallways was intoxicating. Her hair fell down in perfectly styled curls; her makeup was meticulous. She oozed confidence from head to pointed toe. And yet, when she spotted him walking her direction, Maude felt shaky. She hid it behind a smile as if everything was fine. “Bon matin, Guy.” She said, pronouncing his name the way the French would (’gey’ like ‘key’), and as she always did. “How are you?”

( @guy-mcgonagall )

[reporter-blair]

( @guy-mcgonagall )

Blair hurried down the steps from the owlery, having left her first letter of the year in the secret spot that she shared with an unknown pen pal of three years. She would come back another day to see if one was left for her in reply. 

Welcome back!

Sorry it’s taken me so long to write. This first month of school has been pretty intense, being in the 7th year and all. Hopefully, you’re off to a better start than I am. 

How was your summer? Mine was well, although I spent most of it working. I did a bit of traveling as well, though, which is always nice. Did you attend the Rory Smith party at the start of the year? I heard it got pretty crazy.

I enjoyed the Hogsmeade trip. A nice distraction from schoolwork, at least. Hope you ate yourself into a Honeydukes sugar coma like I did.

Anticipating your reply,

Sunflower. 

[elizazcrel]

Eliza had never really been much of an academic person. She preferred working with her hands. Learning on the job. That was part of what had drawn her to mechanics in the first place. That, and it was an easy thing to move around with. Now that she embraced her powers, it was even easier. She didn’t have to worry about getting burnt or hurt by almost anything in the shop. It was perfect.

@cfguygardner

As she’s finishing a job on a car that she’d been lifting up with one hand to look under, she sees a man coming into the shop. “Just a minute,” she tells him, focused on finishing the job.

[rpvmsx]

He's 6'9". His hair so golden it practically glows in the sunlight. His eyes such a bright blue, surrounded by such pale, lightly freckled skin that they're impossible not to notice. His smile, oddly captivating. There's really something... striking, about him. Beyond the conventionally attractive-yet-soft features, it's hard to look away. He exudes an atmosphere of... hospitality? Comfort? Peace? Whatever it is, it's compelling.

And his sly smile implies he knows it.

[rpvmsx]

"Alone? For Valentine's day?! Well, that's terribly sad, isn't it." Nevermind the fact that he's all alone himself, no, the way he coos his observation has an air of doting that implies this is going to be all about them.

"Well," He continues, too quickly after offering his pity for the other to even respond. "Luckily for you, my services happen to be available for the evening. Ah, companionship, that is. Or whatever else you'd like, I suppose~"

[whenitwasfunny]

fixing the curls in her hair the red head inhaled false confidence. she wore it so well with a sway of her hips and gentle touches no one would ever figure out the terribly insecure girl’s lies. she wore an old costumes of her mothers, green to make the blue in her eyes stand out, make every curve on her pale body noticeable, she wanted to be seen. heels clicked against the floor as she sauntered to the party  and she took a look around the room. it was then she noticed the charming young man she met before. adjusting her costume again the young woman walked over to him and tapped him on the shoulder. “hello.” she cooed. 

@guyknowsbest