such is the fate of heroes.

BENJY FENWICK // smart mouth. know it all. quick witted. sharp as a tack. blunt as a spoon. LUCINDA TALKALOT // faster pussycat kill kill! can't calm down

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boys will be bugs. by cavetown | @wormtailed​

I'm a dumb teen boy I eat sticks and rocks and mud I don't care about the government And I really need a hug I feel stupid, ugly  Pretend it doesn't bother me I'm not very strong but I'll fuck you up if you're mean to bugs

                                               It's getting cold down here underneath the weather                                                                                  I skipped class to sit with you                                                                               I really like your spotty sweater                                                                                                 If ladybugs are girls                                                                             How do you make kids together?                                                                                What's it like in a female world                                                                                     I bet it's just so much better 

The other boys at school Think it's cool to hate your parents But they're lying all the time The bugs advised that I should let 'em And if you wanna cry Make sure that they never see it Or even better yet Block it out and never feel it

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∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹  mary​:

Mac raised an eyebrow at the boy over his book, “Sounds like you just need somebody to love, Wicky.”

∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹  

« Woah, woah. I do not need somebody to love, » Benjy declared, maybe the tiniest bit defensive. « Also, I don’t appreciate how you’re implying that I’m the root of this problem and not the hoard of couples snogging in the hallways. »

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∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ pandora​:

PJ tried really hard not to mope often, it brought down the mood and interfered with her readings. But she was definitely wishing that she had someone to tell her brothers about over the holidays. She’d tell them everything about all her friends anyways, but it wasn’t the same. 

“I dunno if everyone else’s happiness is a plague, but there a lot of new couples around you’re right.”

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∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹  

« I mean you can barely walk three steps without tripping over some snogging couple. » Maybe Benjy was being a little dramatic here. But then again, the sheer amount of couples - among other things - truly was getting under his skin. « Also I’m not against all couples. It’s just that suddenly everyone seems to be in a relationship. Which I think we can all agree on is somewhat suspicious. » 

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∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ daisy​:

“It’s a bunch of hormonal teenagers in a castle with limited adult supervision, Wicks. What did you expect to happen?” Daisy glanced up from her own book, eyebrow lifting slightly as she shook her head at the statement. “Don’t worry, it’s not everyone everyone. You and I are immune to the plague.”

∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹

« Oh, I’m clearly immune. You on the other hand? I’m not so sure. » Benjy narrowed his eyes, skeptical. « I could have sworn half the school saw you sucking face with Walden Macnair at Otto’s party. » And maybe there was a bit of bite to his words. Not like he was jealous. Oh no. Benjy wasn’t the jealous type. With him, it was pure happiness for whatever luck his best friends found. Even if they found it with guys he asked out first. Because he was a good person which means he’d happily ignore meaningless details like that. 

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∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ lorcan​:

“Yeah, yeah. I noticed.” One would have to be blind not to. Cuffing season was in full swing this time of year and as per usual, it hit Hogwarts full force. Allowing his eyes to wander through the hall, he did spot quite a few. Only that he was entirely unbothered where Benjy was bubbling with jealousy. “So what you’re saying is you wanna try making out for a second to see if that makes you feel better?” Lorcan tried to cheer him up with a raised brow, barely able to suppress a laugh.

∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹

Benjy’s thoughts came to a screaching halt so obvious that it showed on his face, his whole expression slipping. There was little to think about. With a dropped jaw, Benjy took a moment to regain his composure. « I- uh. I mean. Sure. » And then, a seed of doubt sprang in his mind that compelled him to maybe reconcider his answer. « Kidding. Unless, you know. Unless you want to. »

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∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ antigone​:

tig noticed things that most people might overlook. however, she also seemed to miss that which was most obvious too. it was safer to clarify. “notice what?” she asked, looking up from her journal. she glanced around nervously, hoping this wasn’t something serious. she let out a sigh of relief. “oh. that’s all? I think it’s nice. don’t you?”

∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹  

« No, I don’t think it’s nice. » The last word had Benjy pulling a face. The blatant display of love around the castle was actually quite the opposite. It was stressful. More stressful than Quidditch and exams combined. Mostly because in those to departments, he had little to complain about, probably. « I hate couples. » Except Benjy only ever hated couples when he wasn’t part of one. 

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∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ victoria​:

“It’s honestly a bit disgusting,” Victoria agreed, nodding once. “It’s all that Ottoman’s fault, his stupid party was like  a breeding ground from what I heard.”

∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹  

« Wait, you missed the party? » This at least had Benjy questioning if maybe between them, he was the lucky one. At the very least, he went to the party.  « It was such a mess. Everyone was snogging everyone. » Then, after a beat of hesitation, « Well. Not everyone. » Benjy, for example, had stayed woefully unsnogged. 

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word prompts compilation

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[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention

[ wake ] for your muse to wake mine

[ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket

[ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.

[ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning

[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair

[ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine

[ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room

[ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer

[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger

[ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s

[ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying

[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food

[ hit ] for your muse to attack mine

[ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance

[ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine

[ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring

[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually

[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support

[ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm

[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand

[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did

[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine

[ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap

[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down

[ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away

[ dream ] for my muse to share dream with yours

[ nightmare ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare

[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation

[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury

[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine

[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger

[ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine

[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

[ goodbye ] for my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye

[ secrets ]   my  muse  sharing/confiding  a secret

[ bloody ]   for your  muse  coming  to  my  muse  with  blood  stains 

[ drunk ]   your  muse  takes  care  of my very drunk muse 

[ bed ]  my  muse wakes up in  the  same bed as your muse with little  recollection  of  the  night  before

[ scream ]   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  runs  to  them

[ trail ]   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scars,  asking  them  about  it

[ piggyback ]   my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride

[ jump ]   my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs

[ carry ]   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house

[ lighter ]   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette

[ shot ] my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses for aid

[ wound ] my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten

[ fight ]   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else

[ arrest ]   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  

[ hospital ]   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened

[ betrayal ] my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them and  confronts  them  about  it

[ nude ] my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked

[ karaoke ]  for our muses to sing together

[ wet ]   your muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for my muse  to  join  them

[ crawl ]  for  your  muse  to  crawl  into  bed  with  mine .

[ flower ]  for  your  muse  to  offer  my  muse  their  favourite  flower

[ gift ]  for  my  muse  to  surprise  your muse  with  a  gift

[ homemade gift ]  for  my  muse  to  make  your muse  a  gift

[ bestow ] for your muse to give my muse a gift, bought or handmade ( bonus if you add what it is )

[ serenade ]  for  my  muse  to  sing  to  your  muse

[ caress ]  for  your  muse  to  gently  run  their  hand  down  my  muse’s  face

[ caught ]  for  your  muse  to  catch  my  muse  wearing  their  shirt .

[ love letter ]  for  your  muse  to  give  my  muse  a  love  letter  they  wrote  for  them

[ boop ]  for  your  muse  to  boop  my  muse  on  the  nose

[ date ]  for  my muse  to  ask  your  muse  to  go  on  a  date

[ confess ]  for my muse  to  confess  their  feelings  to  your  muse

[ sleepy ]  for  my muse  to  slowly  fall  alseep  on  your muse

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OR send [ shuffle ] for me to randomly generate a prompt from this list! 

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« Tell me you noticed it too. » Benjy used his best conspiracy theory voice as he peered over the book he was holding, more as an alibi than for actual light reading, trying to see if they were watching. They were all across the library, littered the halls, inhabited the great hall. They were everywhere and it made Benjy sick. Couples. « Somehow everyone’s getting into relationships these days. It’s like a plague. » 

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∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ victoria​:

open starter location: great hall

“I go to bed early once, and that is what I miss?” Victoria groans, sticking her fork into her waffle. “I mean, first of all I find it quite rude that you didn’t come and wake me up.”

∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹  

« And risk getting my butt hexed into next week? Sorry, but I know better than to wake people up. » Lucinda shrugged, convinced that she was absolutely not at fault. After a generous sip of orange juice, she did come up with a compromise though. « I promise to wake you up next time if you promise me absolute immunity. No cursing, no hexing, no mean looks. »

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∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ nikoli​:

          “No, I’m not particularly interested in shaving my head just so you can have visualization as to what I looked like bald. Please move on.” Nik rolled his eyes at the fourth year because it was about the seventh time he’d answered a question based on Rita’s little article. He can’t say he was that surprised that he and Reggie made her little gossip column — and he didn’t think he was necessarily the biggest news either. But still, he wasn’t happy about the situation at all. “What people should be asking is if we’re okay. You know, considering, we got slipped something in our drinks.” 

∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹

« Truly. This seems so scary. There just are certain things you shouldn’t joke about. And mixing stuff into people’s drinks is definitely on that list. » Lucinda pulled a face at herself when the nasty thought of the two of them still got lucky with just losing hair spitting bugs made its way into her thoughts. Not a nice thing to think. So she shook her head as she took a seat across from him, that second deciding to appoint herself as his guarddog for at least right now. « How are you feeling now? Any long-term effects? » Not like she knew much about potions - or anything about medicine, but not asking just seemed wrong. 

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∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ evelyn​:

“There’s no need to call me a hero, but I will gladly accept a thank you, Eve.” Eve grinned as she set her bags on the table in front of her, filled with juice, honeywater, crackers, and of course, some simple aspirin. The perfect hangover fixes.

∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ 

 « Thank you, Eve, » Lucy repeated, smiling good as gold. Inviting herself to dig rummage through the bag. Her smile faded fast when she grabbed the pills, making way for a deep frown. « I don’t know about these. Are you sure this stuff’s gonna help? »  

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∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ gilderoy​:

“Rita is an absolute darling,” Gilderoy said as he grabbed himself a banana and some toast from the breakfast spread. The fact that he’d made her delightful little rag magazine had been completely the highlight of the post-party week. He loved a good bite of gossip, especially when it concerned him. Really the only downside was that he’d not yet been able to corner Dahey somewhere and give kissing another go. “Of course she did research. All good budding journalists do, you know.”

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∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹

« Rita’s about as darling as a bouquet of giant hogweed. » Just mentioning it made the scar on his elbow tingle, the way Rita’s name being dropped always made him look over his shoulder, inc ase she’ll jump out like a blonde Jack in the box. « And I haven’t read her article. Because she’s a completely insane crazy maniac menace and I try to stay as far away from her and everything she produces as possible. Fill me in? » 

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pandora-jane​:

The absolute best part of winter, in PJ’s opinion, was breaking out the thick worn-in flannels she’d stolen from her brothers over the years. Girl flannel was just so thin and wimpy and didn’t even look good with her jean overalls. She’d stolen the overalls from her mom. They had big enough pockets for her tarot deck. 

Thinking about home and fashion felt way more happy that remembering how neither Gwen nor Syb had wanted to see her shirtless at the party. Millie hadn’t either, but she wasn’t trying to put her tongue in Millie’s mouth. 

With a huff, she leaned down to recuff one of the legs on her overalls, only to accidentally trip someone walking past her.

“Oh, oh no I’m so sorry! Are you okay?”

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∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹

Gracious like a drunk giraffe, it was almost like Benjy’s body compelled him to take every opportunity to embarrass himself. He yelped as he tripped, went flying and then met the ground face first. 

And of course, this had to happen in front of Pandora out of all people. Picking himself up, he quickly dusted off his clothes and touched his now aching nose. « Yeah, yeah. I’m fine. » He nodded to hammer home his point, forcing a smile despite the tears in his eyes. 

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∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ lucius: 

where: the great hall with whom: anyone

“If you’re going to stare at the board, sit down and make a move. Otherwise, skitter off.” Lucius had been playing a game seemingly against himself since he’d sat down, determined to occupy his free afternoon with more strategies to win against Paris and (now, hopefully) Narcissa. Fingers delicately danced over a piece, almost grabbing it before he moved on to another and stole a piece from the other side of the board. “There’s one move on the board that would save that side from losing, can you see it?”

∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹

There was some careful curiosity in the way she was eyeing board, flinching when Lucius noticed her staring. Unable to turn down a challenge, no matter what kind, Lucinda decided to take a seat opposite of him, looking a litle closer now. « And you’re sure that there’s a solution to this? You’re not playing games with me? » While appreciating chess for what it was, she wasn’t exceptionally talented at it. Good enough to win a game or two on a rainy evening in the common room. But nowhere close to on par with Lucius Malfoy, apparently. « Because to me, this seems kind of hopeless. » 

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∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ bilius​:

Bilius listened as she ranted, a tiny bit of house pride surging through him as he heard her speak of how she wanted to beat the Gryffindor team. He was horrid at Quidditch, but he would never balk at the chance to paint his face red and yellow and lose his voice cheering for his housemates. “Well, I think there is a very thin line between defeatist and competitive,” he pointed out. “It does seem very un-Slytherin of them.”

∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹

« Would you be willing to tell that to my housemates? Be my witness? » With how eagerly she nodded, it almost seemed like she wasn’t even joking. And she realized. « Kidding. But if I wasn’t I’d totally be your bodyguard, promise, I’m good for it. »  Drawing an X across her heart with her finger, the hint of a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.