through your veins

you r a n into the night from all you h a d f o u n d yourself a path upon the ground you ran into the n i g h t you can't be found

[hilarydaily]

[theostebbins]

bellatriixed‌:

Normally it was Bellatrix’s mother, Druella or her younger sister Narcissa who would enjoy these types of events, ones that would involve hours of planning to make sure that each detail was absolute perfection. These such events, she didn’t mind because the guest list would consist of individuals that were acceptable, or at the very least; not filth. But when it came to these mandated events, there was nothing worse in Bellatrix’s mind when it came to her associating with the mudbloods and filth alike. A scowl appearing upon her features as she observed the girl who seemed to be watching her, she raised an eyebrow as she replied flippantly, “Of course it is — it was custom designed.” After all, the Blacks would have nothing but perfection. 

“Whoa,” Theo’s eyes widened in surprise. “That’s cool!” It occured to Theo that she was probably talking to a pureblood, or at the very least, someone who belonged to the upper echelons of society and had a lot of money. It just made her more curious. “Was your dress custom designed too? Wow, were they made by the same person?” It was like talking to someone from another world.

[theostebbins]

dorcas-meadorime‌:

“Emotional education, I believe. They were meant to help you deal with feelings as a young person.” Dorcas shrugged her shoulders, letting out a soft sigh, but managing a slight upward twist of her lips as the girl went on about feeling bad for Eeyore. It was fair enough. The donkey wasn’t exactly the most pleasant fellow. “Sometimes, you have to look at the world as something dark. Perhaps where Eeyore went wrong was the idea that there was nothing that could be done to change it.” 

Dorcas had no intention of letting anything get too deep, especially when she couldn’t be sure who she was speaking with, ally or enemy, but she did let her thought hang in the air for a moment before offering a soft chuckle, but her hand came out to quickly rest on the other girl’s back, to keep her steady. “Let’s find you a chair to sit down for a minute, yeah?”

“You know, you say a lot of cool things,” Theo grinned at the girl, knowing that she considered her compliment weird and that she was just book-smart. Still, Theo wanted her to know that she was cool. “I don’t know if I managed my emotions or anything as a child. . .the books just made me really happy until they made me sad, I think.” She was pretty sure she had read the ending then shoved the last one at the back of her bookshelf and went around denying that people grew up. Or something like that. “I wonder if Eeyore would have felt so hopeless if he had you to give him pep-talks.”

“Aww, I don’t need a chair. I’m fine, see!” Theo walked a few steps in a random direction and grinned triumphantly over her shoulder at the other girl. The turn seemed to send the entire world spinning and she pouted as she stumbled and staggered back. “Okay fine, but just for a little while.”

[theostebbins]

morallyblack‌:

    She had a point. If he were dead, and a ghost, he would probably go all out and be ten times worse than he is now. If he’s reckless now, imagine if a ghost with little to no reparations for what he might get up to. But something told him that ghosts are not as adventurous as the two of them might think. “Maybe. But I think of the ghosts at Hogwarts and outside of our lovely poltergeist, I wouldn’t want to party with any of them.” Peeves could probably party but even his chaotic energy could be a bit much for Sirius.

     As they moved away to a more secluded area, Sirius thought about where they should start, knowing that the plan needed to be thought out past the initial idea. His new partner in crime looked to him, calling him captain so cheerfully that Sirius’ smile grew wider. “Depends. Which sounds better to do first, the instruments or the drinks? If there was a way to plan these both to go off at the same time, it would be perfect. The absolute height of pandemonium.” 

“Hmm. You’re not wrong. All the Hogwarts ghosts are so. . . ancient. It’s like they didn’t know how to have a good time back in those days.” Which made Theo very glad to have been born in 1969, since people had at least evolved to know what fun is. She grinned at her new partner in crime. “I guess that makes us the enlightened ones.”

“It would be,” Theo laughed, just imagining the chaos. “I’m not sure how we would achieve that exactly, though. . .” Theo trailed off, thinking hard. Puzzles were always fun, and this one had the added benefit of creating extra excitement. “If we want both to go off at the same time we would have to use a series of perfectly timed events for one of them to trigger it at the exact time we pull off the other. Like one of those multi-step traps.” She shrugged apologetically at her partner. “Unfortunately, I don’t know how to achieve that with magic.”  She tilted her head in thought. “If we can’t time them, I think the drinks should go first. It’d be a bigger impact than if we did them after the instruments. What do you think?”

[theostebbins]

dorcas-meadorime‌:

“Anyone can sound wise and sage-like with a bit of practice and a wonderfully batty mother.” Dorcas offered back, though she pause for only a moment at the mention of Winnie the Pooh, an eyebrow lifting in subtle amusement. It wasn’t necessarily wrong, what the girl said, but it was funny none-the-less. “Yes, but I believe Winnie the Pooh was meant at least partially for education, so they were bound to get one or two poignant moments in. Personally, I’ve always like Eeyore. Some people call him depressing and pessimistic, I like to believe he’s simply a realist.” Shrugging a bit, Dorcas eyed the drink now in her hand for a moment, swirled it around a bit. She really didn’t want to finish it. Buzz or not, the taste was unpleasant.

But she watched as the other girl did so, and with a sigh, she tossed the rest of it down as quickly as she could, nose wrinkling and a hand coming up to press against her mouth as she forced herself to swallow it down. “Almost like dirt.” Dorcas agreed, once the dreadful liquid had finally been forced down. She watched the other girl pick another but Dorcas didn’t bother. She would have time later for another drink, as she figured out a way to get out of this party. Besides, she felt the need to keep an eye on this girl, now. Clearly a muggleborn, and ministry sanctioned or not, this place was probably a lions den for someone like her. “You know, you keep going and you’re likely to black out.”

“Perhaps,” Theo conceded. A delighted smile spread across her face when the other girl responded in kind to her accidental Winnie the Pooh comparison. “Education? Really? I don’t know if I ever learned anything education-y from those books.” She frowned. “I always felt bad for Eeyore. I don’t know if I would say he was realistic - whether that’s how the world works or not, I felt bad that he felt so sad about it. Poor Eeyore.” She used to cry whenever she read the pages with Eeyore in them, and she felt her lips quirk downwards in sadness as she thought about it. God, she was drunk wasn’t she. Get a grip Theo, this is a party. 

She put the drink down, turning her head to see if she could locate a table with water and instead watching the world slide by in a slow blur of colour. “You know, you’re probably right about that,” she said, blinking rapidly as the world swam again when she turned to face her companion. “Guess I just gotta make the most of the night before I that happens!” She took a step in a random direction, pleased that she could at least balance walk in a straight line even if her vision was blurring. "I should become a damn acrobat,” she muttered to herself. 

[theostebbins]

morallyblack‌:

       The woman was easily speaking his language, his half-smile spreading across his face into a full one as he settled down a bit. He didn’t have to feel uncomfortable in all this formal wear, he didn’t have to be as stiff or as stuffy as everyone else in the room. Pranks and general mischief was his comfort zone and this person he hasn’t quite placed yet is making it easier. “Exactly. I swear it would be more entertaining going to a Death Day party.” Sirius visibly shuddered at the thought of attending a Death Day party, only wondering what ghosts could really get up to at a party. 

      “Why not both? You are easily someone after my own heart.” He dramatically held his hands over his heart for a moment before laughing, loudly, and nodding for them to move to a more secluded area. “Can’t have anyone in on our plans, can we?”

Theo had heard of death day parties vaguely, but she had no idea what ghosts got up to in her free time. “I imagine Death Day parties would be pretty wild actually,” she said, leaning in conspiratorially. “I mean, can you imagine all the things you could do if you didn’t have to worry about getting injured?” Not that Theo remembered to account for her own safety most of the time, but still. She was still limited by the laws of physics after all.

Adjusting the mask on her face - the damn thing seemed to slip every time she smiled, which felt like every other second because she was managing to have a good time despite it all - Theo followed him toward a corner of the room, her curiosity piqued. “What’s the plan, cap’n?” she asked cheerfully, casting a final glance around the room to make sure nobody was within earshot before looking back at him. 

[theostebbins]

daizandhooks‌:

Daisy tilted her face downward, the heat still rising to her cheeks. The compliment did little to quell the embarrassment she had felt. Though the idea of dancing again not alone helped a little. “If only they would play something with more of a beat.” She said with a shake of her head, a smile spreading across her lips at the thought of getting a drink raising her spirits. “Oh yes, hopefully we can find something alcoholic here.”

“I know what you mean,” Theo said, tilting her head to listen to the latest track. “Warbeck’s warbling isn’t really fun dance music. But I’m sure there are more exciting artists lined up.” There had just been that one song after all. Theo definitely hoped there were more.

“Don’t worry darling, I got you covered,” Theo said, a broad smile making its way across her face as she led the way to the drinks table. She circled it a few times, peering at the cups and turning her head this way and that (mainly for dramatic effect) before picking up two cups and offering one to the other girl. “Here, this should be good.”

[theostebbins]

dorcas-meadorime‌:

Offering a bit of a shrug, Dorcas suddenly wished that her dress had sleeves as she reached up to fold her arms over her chest. She didn’t usually care for off-handed comments about her appearance, complementary or not. Still, the mention of arm-wrestling had her huffing another soft laugh. “Wouldn’t do that if I were you. I’m extremely competitive and I don’t play fair as a general rule.” It was, if nothing else, the truth, and Dorcas was at least willing to admit her faults. 

She had never really considered her thoughts ‘beautiful’ before. It was more or less just an inevitability of life that they were going to leave it eventually, and it made far more sense to Dorcas to leave whoever came after them with at least a fighting chance. However, she did offer another laugh as she glanced toward the other girl. “I do know a lot. Book smart, they would say.” She let Theo get ahead of her to the table and watched as the girl considered her options before lifting one of the drinks, one that was an… interesting color, to her nose, giving it a small sniff. “This one is… potent. Someone went rather heavy handed with spiking it.” Without another word, she took a sip, nose wrinkling a bit. “It does not taste good, but it’ll have your head spinning quickly.”

Despite the other girl’s confidence, Theo wasn’t daunted. “Sounds fun,” she said, flashing her a mischievous smirk. She wouldn’t back down from a challenge like that. 

Theo hmm-ed in agreement, glancing back up at her companion. “I don’t know, that seems a bit beyond book smart to me. Kind of, wise. . . and sage-like?” She shrugged as she circled the table. “On the other hand, even Winnie the Pooh says some poignant things sometimes.” And Theo had just outed herself as a muggleborn. She resisted the temptation to bite the inside of her cheek as she waited for the other’s reaction - this was where purebloods would start to judge her and turn a good time into an awkward one. 

“Potent? Challenge accepted,” Theo grabbed a cup that was a similar colour to the one that the girl was drinking, throwing it back without another thought and grimacing afterwards. “Okay you were right - it tasted terrible.” She set down the glass and picked up something that looked a little less spiked and took a sip. “That’s a lot better on my tongue.” The world wasn’t spinning yet, but given how much she had already had to drink and how fast she had downed the last one, Theo was sure it was only a matter of time.

[daizandhooks]

Daisy had been weak to the twinkle of the lights and the face paced melody that rang through the halls. It wasn’t any music she would have played for herself but she still got lost in it. It wasn’t until the song change that she realized she was the only one dancing with eyes on her. Blushing bright red she brushed past a group, growing too hot under her horned mask. “Quite a show huh?” She said to no one in particular, making a joke at her own expense to feel a twinge less chagrined.

[theostebbins]

“It was a great show,” Theo smiled at the girl, clapping her hand on her wrist a couple of times. “I was tempted to join you - let’s go back next time a song like that comes on, yeah?” She didn’t want to pressure the girl, but she also didn’t want her to feel embarrassed for having a good time. Parties were about having a good time, not being scared about random people judging you. “In the mean time, wanna get a drink?”

[mr-mccny-deactivated20190910]

closed starter for @theostebbins.

— “i’m honestly getting tired of celestina warbeck,” remus admitted with a disgruntled frown; he wasn’t really the type of person to complain about things, but being cramped into this way-too hot get-up left remus at his wit’s end. would people notice if he’d slipped out right now? it was getting close to midnight, and even the aurors roaming around looked exhausted. who wouldn’t be? was ‘babysitting a bunch of students’ even a part of their job description? “her music is great, but i’m pretty sure this is the sixth time they’ve played you charmed the heart right out of me.”

[theostebbins]

“that is really not what i expected to hear from you of all people,” theo looked over with wide eyes. “the evening really must be taking a toll on you if you’re getting tired of celestina warbeck.” she had to admit that the party was dwindling now though, a quick glance around told her that it was not only remus who was feeling tired. for her part, theo was still ready to party - or at least take advantage of the free booze until the very end. “you’re right though - this is definitely getting old. the dj here really needs to broaden their musical horizons.”

[theostebbins]

dorcas-meadorime‌:

Dorcas only offered a soft hum, a playful and clearly fake hum of approval. This was an interesting little game they were playing, she decided, and if the girl had a good time playing it, Dorcas wouldn’t deny her. Besides, it was the funniest conversation she’d managed to have so far this evening. “I would never betray your trust, mostly because I’ve no idea who I’m even talking to at the moment thanks to the masks and my particular brand of idly ignoring as many people as possible.” A pause, and Dorcas sheepishly added, “No offence.” Before letting out a little chuckle, head shaking a bit. “You don’t want to do that. No idea where I’ve been. I’m probably a bit gamey. Save your crazy appetite for someone with a lot of meat on their bones.”

As loathe as Dorcas was to admit it, she snorted out an incredulous laugh at the girl’s next statement, head shaking a bit. “Peace is a wildly unrealistic expectation for the world at large, let alone a bunch of hormonal teenagers and young adults who have been stuck in a school together for years. We shouldn’t be trying to change the world for ourselves, but for the people who come after us.” A pause, and she shrugged. “Then again, what do I know.” Without another word, Dorcas twisted to glance around, spotting the drink table not far off. “This way, I think.” 

“No offence taken,” Theo replied brightly. “I have no idea who I’m talking to either, but I might just be bad at recognising people when they’re all dressed up fancy.” She shrugged, before turning and eyeing the girl’s stature again. “Damn, you are a ms muscle,” she said appreciatively, nodding. “Alright, I’ll take your advice. We’ll find someone deliciously juicy, but if you betray me I’ll challenge you to an arm wrestle or something.” It was somewhat childish, but as a chaser Theo had confidence in her own arm strength. 

She listened to the other girl’s opinion patiently, and all but clapped her hands together at the end. “That’s pretty beautiful! The whole changing it for people after us part. I’ve never really thought about it.” But when she did, she could see how motivating and precious it could seem. “Aww, it’s so noble. Don’t put yourself down I bet you know heaps,” she said, leaning around to follow the other girl’s gaze to the drink table. “Oh, there it is!” She hurried on over, enthusiastic now her target was in view once more. She eyed the glasses critically. “Hmm...which one to choose.”

[ithelpstodream]

[theostebbins]

dorcas-meadorime‌:

“Ah, yes. An article.” Dorcas shot back playfully, giving the other girl an over-exaggerated wink through the mask as she did so. All in good fun, of course. If nothing else, it was pleasant to be having a ridiculous conversation about cannibalism in the middle of a boring party that Dorcas would rather be anywhere but. There was something almost comical about the whole thing, something that had a small laugh bubbling up from her chest as she spoke again. “Don’t worry, your deep, dark secret is completely safe with me. I won’t tell a soul about your insatiable hunger.” 

Eyes rolling a bit, Dorcas let the joke play with another soft laugh, head shaking slightly. “I suppose there’s some appeal to it, though I must question what, exactly, this little bash is meant to accomplish in the long run.” Shrugging a bit, Dorcas glanced around before pushing away from her spot against the wall. “Shall we find that drink, then?”

“It was an article, I swear!” Theo protested, grinning and glad the other girl was playing along. She nodded with mock solemnity, trying and failing to keep the amusement out of her voice. “Of course, I’m so glad I have found such a trustworthy comrade. If you betray my confidence, I might have to eat you.” She kept the straight face for another second, before a glance at her companion sent her into peals of laughter. This was what Theo loved about parties - just having easy fun with people. 

“Well, peace by party is how peace should be accomplished if you ask me,” Theo said, tilting her head a bit. “It’s a nice thought that people can forget their differences and just have a good time.” Some people might find it idealistic, but Theo couldn’t help but feel that society made too much of a fuss about rather trivial things. She might have been new to the magical world at twelve years old, but her muggle heritage wasn’t going to make her any less an adult witch. "Of course. After you,” she said with an exaggerated bow and a smile. 

[bellatriixed]

where: ministry masquerade ball. when: saturday august 27th, 11:42pm. who: bellatrix black & anyone. 

It seemed she could not catch a break. From the insufferable idiots that she had encountered to the mudbloods and filth alike that seemed to have not realised who she truly was; it had been a rather disastrous affair all together. What a pity she hadn’t found a fellow snake or Death Eater that she could have at least have a tolerable conversation with, having been accosted by those who deemed her approachable. How surprised they had been when they discovered the truth. And it was for this reason as she realised someone was watching her as she took a drink from her champagne flute, a small scowl appeared upon her features as she snapped, “Can I help you?”

[theostebbins]

A lull in the party found Theo people-watching, appreciating how surreal it seemed to be at a masquerade ball, of all things. It wasn’t the sort of place she would normally be lurking, but she had to admit that she had been having fun, and even run into a few interesting people. 

She was admiring the design on the mask of a girl nearby when the girl turned, having noticed her gaze. Theo shrugged off her snappish response, instead offering a smile in return. “Oh - no - sorry. Didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable or anything. I was just looking at your mask - it’s quite pretty.” 

[theostebbins]

amelia-bcnes‌:

BOLD what applies to your muse.

PLACE IN SOCIETY

financial: wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty.

medical: fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged.

education: qualified / unqualified / studying.

criminal record: yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no.

FAMILY

married - happily / married - unhappily / engaged or betrothed / partnered / single / divorced / separated.

has a child or children / has no children / wants children.  

close with sibling(s) / not close with sibling(s) / has no siblings / sibling(s) is deceased.

orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parent(s).

TRAITS + TENDENCIES

extroverted / introverted / in between.

disorganized / organized / in between.

close minded / open-minded  / in between.

calm / anxious / in between.

disagreeable / agreeable / in between.

cautious / reckless / in between.

patient / impatient / in between.

outspoken / reserved / in between.

leader / follower / in between.

empathetic / unemphatic / in between.

optimistic / pessimistic / in between.

traditional / modern / in between.

hard-working / lazy / in between.

cultured / un-cultured / in between 

loyal / disloyal / in between.

faithful / unfaithful / unknown.

BELIEFS:

monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic.

belief in ghosts or spirits: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.

belief in an afterlife: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.

belief in reincarnation: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.

belief in aliens: yes  / no / don’t know / don’t care.

religious: orthodox / liberal / in between / not religious.

philosophical: yes / no.

SEXUALITY + ROMANTIC INCLINATION

heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual.

sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favourable.

romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favourable.

sexually: adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious.

potential sexual partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all.

potential romantic partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all.

ABILITIES

combat skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none.

literacy skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

artistic skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

technical skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none.

HABITS

drinking alcohol: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

smoking: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess. 

other narcotics: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

medicinal drugs: never / sometimes  / frequently / to excess. 

indulgent food: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess. 

splurge spending: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

gambling: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

[theostebbins]

dorcas-meadorime‌:

“How does one eat a face in a not cannibalistic way?” Dorcas asked, eyebrow lifting under the mask, which was growing more uncomfortable by the minute, and she tilted her head just a bit. She had a feeling that she knew exactly what the girl was going on about, but language was a very specific thing, and one of Dorcas’ favorite things was being a pedantic asshole about it. “He does look mildly frightened, though, so perhaps it is in the cannibalistic way.”

Turning away fully, Dorcas took in her new companion, trying and failing to see through the mask at who was underneath. Perhaps the girl wasn’t memorable, and that’s why Dorcas was having the issue. She’d been pretty good at figuring things out so far, after all. “Bit forward of you, isn’t it? Offering to buy me a drink without even asking my name?” She couldn’t quite help the smirk pulling at her lips as she said it, tone twisting playfully.

“She should be careful with that. Cannibalism is unhealthy after all.” Theo was pretty sure she had read that somewhere but try as she might she couldn’t remember the details. “Something to do with the flesh or something? I forgot.” She paused, and then hurried to clarify - “Not that I’m a cannibal or anything! I just read an article and - yeah.”

The sheepish smile on her face became more playful, and Theo inclined her head. “I suppose it is. But it’s kind of fun to have a little mystery isn’t it? Even if they all but forced it on us.”

[morallyblack]

     What could go wrong? It was his first thought when he heard about this stupid ball and since he arrived, he was pretty sure that there was something better to do. But that was always his problem, wasn’t it? There was always that itch, telling him that there was something better to do, something worthwhile. Something else. Sirius felt uncomfortable for a multitude of reasons, from the outfit he had to wear to the mask scratching at his nose, but he had to figure out how to enjoy this. To make the most of this. And quite possibly the only thing to make this enjoyable is to cause some mischief. 

      He walked up to someone, someone he didn’t know who they were just yet but none of that mattered at the moment. His mind was turning with his plan and he was hoping that this person was willing to follow suit. “So this thing hasn’t quite reached it’s potential and I think you and I could bring it to that level. What do you say?” His lips twitched upward, in a half-smile as he didn’t even wait for the other person to say anything. “I was thinking charming the instruments to play something a little more upbeat? Or spiking the punch with something other than alcohol? I’m thinking bubbles, somehow.”

[theostebbins]

Theo had no idea who the person behind her was or why he had picked her, but she nodded along to what he was saying. “I like the way you think,” she said, glad that she wasn’t the only person who thought the place could be a little less stiff. “I mean the drinks are great and all, but half the people here look like they’re getting ready to be fitted for their coffins.” She cast another look around and then turned back to the man behind her, sizing him up. She couldn’t place who he was, or how likely it was that he would actually do what he suggested, but the idea itself was entertaining. “The instruments definitely need to perk up but bubbles sounds interesting too... why not both?”