#duelmartyr

[consultingsister-aa]

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 // @duelmartyr​

Celia has never been the sort to like to sleep alone; as a child she would often sleep on the floor of her brother’s room and she was happiest in her dorm room with five other Ravenclaws. This dislike for the dark and the quiet had only grown worse since joining The Order. She hasn’t been home in weeks, preferring instead the sofa at headquarters. Right in the thick of it, always ready. And always, always being woken up by other members not realising she was in there and turning on the light. “Ah! Merlin’s beard, give a girl a break Gideon.” But she offers a smile as she sits up, rubbing her dark eyes. “Are you okay?” 

[stagcharmed-a]

                            “ what happened here? ”   /   @duelmartyr​

breath   releases   in  a  rush   as   gideon  appears  at  his  side .   he  was  the  first  of  the  order  to  respond  to  their  call  for  help,   and  james  was  relieved .     he  says  nothing  at  gideon  appears  at  his  shoulder,  breaths  in  the  cool  night  air  before  he  responds .        ❝   not  sure    ....    ❞       eyes  flick  toward  the  house,   the  dark  mark  hovering,  ominous  and  silent  above .   a  chill  went  through  him,  as  it  always  did,  when  he  looked  at  it .   he  already  knew  what  they  would  find  inside,  and  he  didn’t  want  to  see  it  for  himself  .  

❝   just  appeared,  dunno,  an  hour  ago  ?  maybe  a  little  longer   -     ❞       grip  tightens  on  his  wand,   finally turn to  look  at  gideon      ❝   just,   wanted  back-up .   just  in  case  anyone’s  still  here    ❞   it  wouldn’t  be  the  first  time  death  eaters  had  lain  in  wait,  the  mark  serving  as  an  effective  lure  for  the  order  members.  but  it  was  also  that  he  didn’t  want  to  have  to  go  in,  see  what  lay  inside  on  his  own .    even  as  guilt  claws  at him,  for  dragging  someone  along  into  the  nightmare .  ❝   you  know  what  we’re  gonna  find  in  there,    right   ?     ❞   

[valiantsword]

FROM: @duelmartyr​ RE:  “ why do you always think you have to do everything on your own ?? ” STATUS: accepting

          habit?  childhood trauma?  unrealistic expectations?  there were any number of answers fighting at the back of arthur’s teeth, just begging to be set free.  but, he presses his lips into a thin line in order to choke them all back.  that is, only until fingers bring up the glowing embers from his cigarette.  one inhale.  two.  by the time the third came around his lungs felt slightly scratchy so he takes the breath to rub his palm against one of his eyes.

          he’d always put it on his shoulders to find solutions on his own.  it never occurred to him that there were other people there willing to help, let alone help take responsibility.  both of his siblings ran off whenever responsibility came around and both his parents had, unfortunately, passed.  being the eldest meant certain habits were simply ingrained.

          “ easier that way, “ one shoulder finally shrugs.  “ just me to be responsible for.  especially if it goes sideways. “  he finds himself grinning because the worry he thought he was picked up was appreciated.  " also less hands to get dirty. “

[witchesfirst]

“do you think you could teach me how to do that?” andromeda asked with wide, awed eyes. “that was so cool!”    // @duelmartyr​ liked!

[whatscanon-arch]

@duelmartyr​  :   “ no, you ARE strong. ”

a soft,  slightly  SAD  smile spreads across molly prewett’s lips. but the ever-cheery girl copes with the situation the way she knows best  –––  HUMOR.

“  or maybe i’m just good at pullin’ your leg.  ”

[doecharmed-arc]

@duelmartyr​  sent   ☾.   still  accepting!

❝    i’m  not  a  little  kid  now.    ❞

[moors-arc]

@duelmartyr​ liked for a starter!

“ i’ve never met a wizard before, ”  the queen remarks, leaning forth in interest. the rabbit she’s tending to twitches its nose; he, too, seems quite taken by such a declaration. aurora is no stranger to magic and all its intricacies, but how very rare it was to see a practitioner without wings or pointed ears!

“ may i ask where you’re from? ”

[kindheartted]

“Is that three fingers you’re holding up?”

                                                                                                                         @duelmartyr

          ted raised one eyebrow. « that is not funny at all, gideon », he said, but he started laughing just a few seconds later. this was his friend, and even though the situation he’d gotten himself into was serious and not funny at all. alas, he could not help it.

          this was why they weren’t allowed to treat people they knew, and ted was more than aware of that rule. but there was nothing inhuman about not wanting to pass on the care of his friend to someone else— right?

          « i’m pretty sure the potion’s effects didn’t include blurry vision », he elaborated, as seriously as possible, which was still not a lot. « except if you’re... not joking. that’d be concerning. » ted had been so sure gideon was joking at first, but if he wasn’t, he had a very big problem.

          « ... are you? joking? »