“If this ringtone of a drunk squirrel laughing doesn’t make you either smile or start laughing you have no sense of humor and we’re not friends anymore.” // magdy
Wendy wrinkled her nose at the ring tone. She tried to tolerate it for as long as possible before shaking her head and reaching urgently for Maggie’s phone to stop the noise.
“I’m sorry that this will be the end of our friendship, but that is cruel and unusual punishment that I can absolutely not withstand. That’s your ringtone? That’s audio assault.”
Her face turned serious. “That had better not be my ringtone.”
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Name: Lysander Garland Blackfyre
Sex/Gender: Male/Demisexual
Which parent they take after more (physically): Akira. The Stark features are strong in this one.
Which parent they take after more (personality): Dark, but the quieter version.
Who do they like better: Akira. Because his interests are so much the same with Dark, they usually clash and constantly challenge each other on debates.
What their Family Portrait looks like: He’s either cuddled by Kira, squashed between his older siblings or Dark patting his head.
What do they like to do/what games they play: Lysander is a calm and reserved lad even at an early age but when called for, he wins wagers on a good debate. Loves to read, to explore, vastly curious and asks a lot of questions. Sometimes he just bothers Rhae or even Daeron in the throne room, shadowing, wanting to dabble into adult affairs all the time and hated to be treated like a kid even though he’s only seven. While his siblings became warriors, he’s the one who pursued to be a maester.
What does family night consist of: Sharing stories of their days over roast dinner, and while there’s bickering between his siblings, Lysander just chews his food quietly and drops a witty deadpan that’ll silence everyone on the dinner table and then cue laughter.
You’re raised hearing fairytales set in long ago times in far away lands, with kings and queens and their kingdoms. You’re told long-winded stories of knights in shining armor and royalty with their gowns and tall towers. Princesses waiting to be rescued by the prince and whisked away back to their castles. Princes looking for their princess.
Yeah, well, here’s a wake-up call: this isn’t a fairytale. These young men and women aren’t princes or princesses. They're living in a magical world during a magical time and they sure as hell don’t need to be saved by the likes of a hero on a bloody horse. They’re here to write their own story and that means they have to be their own heroes.
This tale may not be a love story, but that’s not to say it isn’t a recurring theme.
Remus Lupin whole-heartedly believed in love. Just not that he deserved it. Men bound by the moon weren’t there to be loved by the likes of the sun.
Mary Macdonald did too, though she accepted those emotions much better than the lot of them (in fact, she accepted quite a lot better than the rest of her friends).
James Potter knew it was out there. If he were to be honest with himself, he would realize that he had already fallen hard. And he would have hated it.
Lily Evans wouldn’t actively seek it out. While she may not have been in love in that moment, she was certainly getting there.
Marlene McKinnon claimed not to believe in love. The reality was that she spent too much time trying to avoid it. You see, the stars of the sea were never meant to love the stars in the sky. Because when the oceans fall for the heavens, they have a long way to drop.
Sirius Black treated it like a joke. After all, the beauty of the constellations was meant to be loved at a distance; not up close. In truth, he almost needed it more than all of them.
Alice Fortescue was terrified of love. Though she would later stare down a wand into the stormy eyes of a woman who would drive her to madness, praying for the two boys she loved most.
Frank Longbottom, on the other hand, was not. He was quite possibly the most courageous about the concept when it came down to it. He would later sacrifice his sanity for it. For the cause, for his friends, for his son and wife.
Alisa Buckley wouldn’t dare dream of it again. Soon, though, she would see that strange, lingering sense of deja vu would bring her home.
Mathis Underwood found it in the last place he expected. But a war had the ability to flip things upside-down.
Aurora Sinistra was an intelligent woman who did, in fact, believe in the concept of love. She would also soon realize that it depended on circumstance. Two people who should work, sometimes just...can’t.
Jaxon Webb wasn’t a believer. Maybe he softened upon meeting the woman with her head in the stars, but the truth was that he wasn’t the kind of man you loved. Betrayal could be dressed up in charming words, but the scar twining his arm could not.
Narcissa Black dreamed of love.
Lucius Malfoy did not.
Ted Tonks believed in it as much as any young man would.
Andromeda Black knew it was there, ever-present everywhere you turned. She may have been the wisest of them all.
They say all is fair in love and war, but this is all far from fair. Perhaps if they knew what was to come, they would have watched out more. But they didn’t -- so they didn’t see just how much they had to lose when the time came. Because even when they were face to face with Death in the form of a wand, their thoughts would be to protect others first. Maybe that would be their downfall; or maybe, just maybe, it would be their greatest advantage.
Again, not just yet. We'll be getting there -- but first, there’s still quite a bit of their story to tell.
[text:] I just wanna get drunk in a castle. Is that so much to ask? // madom
[text] Nope, everything's better in a castle.[text] And when you buy me my castle, you can get drunk in it all you want.[text] I already have it picked out, it's in Scotland.
