#c:otto

[surya-mirga]

@chavz​

Surya smiled as she took up a seat across from her tribute. What a pair to have. The district escort, and the son of a powerful family. “Did you ever do any training?” she asked first. “I know some kids in the Capitol took up some lessons after Reapings started here.”

[vera-rollins]

@otto-bass​

“A hot chocolate. So that we can call it even and never have to talk about any of that stuff again.” She placed a kids sized cup down in front of him.

[ludobitchbagman]

FMK - Cass, Otto, Emmeline

“I bet you thought you were going to make me uncomfortable with this, weren’t you? Well, I’d Fuck Otto. Yes, yes, I know it’s incest, but its much preferable to killing him, isn’t it? Besides, we could just agree to never talk about it again. I’d much rather be embarrassed to be around him, then not have him around at all.”

“Anyways, I suppose the rest after that is easy. I’d Marry Emmeline, of course. I mean... I know we’re broken up, but I still think she’s pretty cool.”

“I guess that leaves Cass, who I’d Kill. It’s nothing personal, but y’know, I only met you like twice, so... sorry.”

[lilyjane-e-blog]

☼ for a joking text

Lily►Otto: Soooooo I have a joke for you

Lily►Otto: What kind of outfit does a lawyer wear to court?

Lily►Otto: ..........

Lily►Otto: A lawsuit!!!!!

Lily►Otto: hahahahahaha I’m hilarious

Lily►Otto: I feel like you probably didn’t laugh but I’m going to pretend you did anyway

Lily►Otto: I know underneath that serious facade you really think I’m the funniest person you know

Lily►Otto: You don’t have to say it, I know it.

[ogprewett-blog]

❝ do you really think that? ❞

“Do I really think what? That aliens exist?” Gideon questioned setting his club soda down on the old wooden bar at the Three Broomsticks. “Of course I do” he told Otto with a shake of the head. “This is my logic. Muggles don’t think we exist. Muggles don’t think unicorns exist. Muggles don’t think elves exist. Muggles don’t think mermaids exist. See a pattern?” he asked rattling off a small list of magical creatures that were very real. “So Muggles don’t think aliens exist, but what the hell do they know anyway? If there are so many things muggles don’t think exist then why would it be any different for aliens?” he questioned. 

It was an odd conversation but Gideon was sat down next to Otto at the end of the bar and it would have been weird not to talk. Gideon was friendly with his older brother as they worked out pretty often together, and Gideon had known Otto for years from being in the same Hogwarts house together. Otto was younger but him and Gideon had been housemates and Gideon really respected the young man for just how bloody brilliant he was. “Think of it Otto. There’s nothing proving they don’t exist. I mean there’s nothing proving they exist either, sure, but through deductive reasoning it’s not a big stretch to think they exist”. 

Was he crazy? Probably but Gideon didn’t really care. He wasn’t the kind of guy who was going to tell everyone he thought aliens were weird but it had come up organically and he respected Otto’s opinion enough to want to hear his take on the subject. “Mate, I just think it’d be wrong to completely say that they can’t exist. I don’t think there’s a solid answer to that question”. 

[ludobitchbagman]

WHO: Ludovic Bagman and Otto Bagman WHEN: A little after midnight, a little while after the Ball WHERE: The first floor staircase, right outside the Entrance Hall

What time was it? Where even was he? Ludovic Bagman looked around in confusion. Was this... the Entrance Hall? He thought so. Those looked like the doors to the Great Hall and that looked like the door that led to the Dungeons. What was he doing out here? Was the Ball over? He swayed unsteadily on his feet and looked down. He was holding an empty bottle of firewhiskey. Upon noticing it, he promptly dropped it, watching it roll away with glazed vision, “Oops.” He murmured disinterestedly. Hm. Where was Emmeline. He had remembered seeing her a few hours ago, but the last hour had been a blur of drinks and darkness. Oh wait! He was supposed to have gone and found her. He looked at his watch and blanched slightly. He was more than two hours late and he was absolutely knackered.

Perhaps he could find Emmeline by Gryffindor tower? Marlene would surely let him in if he asked. Yes, yes, that was what he would do. He stumbled blindly towards the stairs, groaning a bit as he took the first one. He couldn’t believe that he had seven whole floors to climb. But alas, he had a lady to see! He’d barely made it to the top of the first staircase when he found himself tripping over his own two feet. “Woah!” He shouted in surprise, tipping backwards. He scrambled out to grab hold of the stone railing, but his fingers were too slippery and he found himself falling backwards. Briefly, he wondered how much it would hurt to hit the ground. Only, the pain never came. Instead of a stone floor, he felt the chest of a man, and then arms wrapping around him to keep him steady. He looked up in confusion, but began to grin at the sight of his big brother, looking worryingly down at him. “Otto! You saved me.” He said goofily, trying to make his vision focus so he could see one Otto, instead of two.

@ottobagman

[crimemeariver]

To Oskar, his office was a safe space. A refuge. He felt more comfortable there than in his own living quarters most of the time. All that was really needed to make the swede happy was his work and a door that locked tightly. Though, admittedly, he hardly needed to use the lock. Most people knew better than to even consider entering the captain’s office without a very generous knock. So, as he took his regularly scheduled lunch break siesta, he felt comfortable leaving his office door unlocked. 

That was, of course, until he was awakened by the sound of his door creaking open. There were only a tiny handful of people that had the balls to enter without warning. Based on the sound of their footsteps, it wasn’t hard for Oskar to deduce which one it was this time. “Whatever you have planned, I’m not doing it.” he said before removing the satin eye mask, kicking his feet off of the table and reaching forward to brush off the desk where they have been. “I can feel the need for mischief rolling of your body, and I’m not getting dragged into another one of your schemes, Ottilie. Also you know I take a fifteen minute nap every day at 12:30 sharp.”

@ottofoss​

[exborginbrat]

@chaosbagman​

Hannah walked out of Knockturn Alley, head held high and not stopping to look back at Borgin and Burke’s behind her. Her ears rang, throwing her off balance and leaving her feeling deaf in the left ear. There was chatter and noise around her, but it sounded like it was coming from underwater. Dammit Jasmine. The warning shot had been close and loud, but the damage was fixable. Hannah just had to get to St Mungo’s. 

She reached Diagon Alley and stumbled as a young wix--running through the crowd without even looking--bumped into her, her balance thrown off. The wix shouted an apology as they disappeared down the road, but Hannah just waved them off before swearing under her breath and continuing to walk. It had been stupid to go alone. Foolish. She didn’t belong there any more. But despite what she told herself, convinced herself, it had hurt to have Jasmine so quick to curse her. To see her as not just not her sibling, but her enemy. It was the consequences of the choice she made, but it hurt nonetheless.