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[independentwitch]

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What is your muse's addiction?

Social contact. Briella needs to be around people all the time. Being socially isolated feels like the worst kind of punishment to her. Whether it’s one person or a crowd, she thrives on being around people.

[amberinthemoonlight]

15

What would your muse say to their younger self if they could go back in time?

“Fuck shit up.”

Amber isn’t one for profound bullshit, and honestly she doesn’t know what she can say to make those feelings about being a werewolf any better. She’s still fighting them as much now as she was back then. Any promises of “it gets better” would be lies.

She would be tempted to convince her younger self to pair up with Viv at a younger age, though...

[loriescamander]

17

How does your muse deal with their anger?

Lorie is probably the healthiest person ever when it comes to dealing with her emotions. She learned from her parents not to bottle them up. So if she’s angry, she simply talks to her twin or a close friend about it, releasing the anger in a healthy rant that leaves her feeling much better afterwards.

[loriescamander]

14

What is your muse's deadly sin?

Sloth. Lorie is happy to relax in piles of pillows and blankets while streaming tv shows all day. Preferably while cuddling up to someone she loves. She considers her down-time to be an important part of the day.

[arminshafiq-blog]

Exploitation | Armin & Min

“I don’t care that you need the book for class. You will have to wait until I am done with it.” Armin said this with a flat voice as he stared at the Slytherin who dared interrupt him. Like usual he had taken an entire table for himself in the library, filling the space with his notes and about a dozen books on his chosen topic of study.

Armin didn’t even need the book right now. It wasn’t for homework. He was doing some independent research that could be undertaken at any time. The book was simply sitting closed, untouched, in one of his piles.

“Don’t think about pulling your wand on me, either. If you haven’t noticed, Prince is just over there, speaking to Raleigh. I doubt Prince would approve of a seventh-year turning their wand on a fourth year, least of all over a book. Like I said, you will have to wait until I am done with it.”

[loriescamander]

Around the curve of the rainbow | Lorie & Min

Everything was dark for some reason. Lorie wasn’t sure how she had gotten here, but it was dark, and there was an odd hum about her and she had no idea what day it was. “Isdrkibhr,” she tried to speak. It didn’t really faze her much that it didn’t come out right. She knew what she meant to say. This was followed by a questioning moan.

Oh right. Her eyes were closed. Lorie focused all her attention on her eyelids, imagining a moment that she could telepathically move them. After a while she found the right muscles to budge and her eyelids parted. “Ahhihsbryh,” was her response to the sudden attack of light on her senses. She scrunched her eyes closed again and managed to open them slower this time to let her eyes adjust to the brightness of the room. That magical humming was still around her somewhere.

There were people talking around her. Familiar, but somehow ethereal and mystic in her mind. Her vision was blurry still, making her blink rapidly until they came into focus. And there, her parents! Lorie smiled goofily as she recognised them. She wasn’t entirely sure what they were saying to her, but it sounded nice. Her hand floated about above the sheets. Flying, like a flying thing, she thought. Then it was grabbed by something, and for a moment she thought it was trapped. But there was a person attached to that arm. Blonde hair. Lysander. Yes. Lorie hummed a sleepy contentment at seeing her twin’s face.

The pink hair, though, wasn’t like the rest. It wasn’t blonde like the other heads in the room. It was pink. Not blonde. Pink. Like an angel. How pink hair related to angels didn’t really matter. “You loohli wings,” she mumbled to the angel. There was at least some coherency here. Somewhere. Lorie flew her other hand to pink hair, then unexpectedly laughed to herself as she realised who it was. Min. Of course. Her love. Min. “Lovink.” She laughed again, looking around at the frowns on faces around her.

“Sleepy.” There were hands on her face, brushing back hair. Hair. Pink hair. “Pink...” Lorie yawned big, then extended the yawn as the sound of it amused her. Someone was trying to tell her to close her eyes, but she was determined to look at the pink hair. It was just so beautiful.

She woke up a while later, not knowing how much time had passed or having any recollection of falling asleep again. Her mind felt less floaty this time. She was aware that the room was dark because her eyes were closed, and she was aware of who she was looking at when her eyes opened. Lorie could find just one occupant at her bedside. Min with the lovely pink hair.

“Min,” she spoke softly. “Where’s…” it took her a moment to gather the words up, but she knew what she wanted to say. “Where’s mum dad Lys?” Her thoughts still floated, but she could recognise things around her. That magic hum was from the monitoring spells checking her vital signs. Right, she was in St Mungo’s. All seemed well at present. Aside from the absence of her parents and twin.

[loriescamander]

Baby we got this | Lorminda

Lorie had known from the moment that the Ball was announced that she’d be taking Min as her partner. With each day passing she was more and more sure that she was in love with hir. Though their open relationship allowed her to keep up her habit of flirting with anyone she cared to, Lorie didn’t much feel the desire to do so anymore. She had her lovely Min to focus her attentions on now.

Unfortunately it wasn’t all blissful. Just this week she’d gotten an owl from her Healer containing a question she didn’t know how to answer. It had been plaguing her enough that she’d opted to go to Madam Abbott to talk it through. The Matron hadn’t been able to answer it for her, but their talk did help organise her thoughts. The next step, Lorie knew, was to talk to Min about it.

Spending time alone with Min in hir dorm was a normal evening for them. Lorie had gone through the motions of conversation with hir, but it was obvious there was something on her mind. First, though, she curled herself into the warmth of Min’s bedsheets, wrapping them around her like a cocoon.

“Min?” Lorie asked, nervous. “How do you feel about being a parent someday?”

[loriescamander]

Oh sweet thing | Lorie & Min

Lorie was a little bundle of excitement today. It took some effort to keep herself quiet enough to sneak out of the castle with her wonderful sweetheart to go on their special Hogsmeade date. She hadn't known about the secret passage, but she was ever thankful that it existed. It meant she would have several hours of having Min all to herself.

She had dressed herself warm this time, but not too warm. She wanted to able to play at being cold so she could snuggle closer to Min for warmth. All morning she had fretted over what to wear for their date, eventually settling on a warm knit-dress and leggings, because it was nice but not formal. Now, as the winds around Hogsmeade hit her, she did just as she planned, wrapping her arm around Min's and snuggling into hir side for warmth. "Honeydukes first?" she asked.