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rosamaria--lopez‌:

Before Ana, Rosa was afraid of spending the holidays alone. After her mother’s passing and being disowned by her stepfather and siblings, she knew Christmas was going to be different; no big parties and fancy dinners and expensive gifts, but at least she had beautiful, smart Ana. She felt like a schoolgirl again, having a silly crush on an upperclassmen who may or may not even like girls, but she couldn’t help but be wooed by the older woman – so much so she brought her a gift. She didn’t expect her to return the favor, but she couldn’t show up empty handed either, not after how good she had been to her. Ana could have easily told her to piss off, but instead she took her in on her secret heists and now they were at a bloody Christmas party together. Rosa couldn’t help but blush at the thought. 

She had spent the days after their last meeting looking through her shop’s items meticulously, trying to find something perfect for Ana. It was a lot harder than she imagined, which was saying something as she almost always knew what to gift someone, but Ana was important to her. Her gloved hands held the velvet box tightly, she was starting to wonder if she should just shove it in her pocket and forget about it, but as she fought herself she found that she was already face to face with the brunette, her cheeks red. She smiled at Ana’s words, she was reminded of the fairs and carnivals she had went to as a kid. “If there are quidditch hoops I’m sure there will be something like that around.” 

Rosa bit her lip, not sure how to start this interaction or if she was going to make things awkward by doing so, but before she could think about it further she stopped walking, putting her hand on Ana’s shoulder lightly. “Hey, I… I got you something – you know, for the holidays.” She put out her other hand, offering her the velvet box she had been holding. Inside was a necklace, a double pointed obsidian charm hanging from a silver chain. The muggles say obsidian shields the wearer from negativity and help with psychic abilities, but Rosa picked it out because she believed it was the most Ana crystal she had in the shop. She looked up at the older woman through her eyelashes, trying to decide if she liked it or not – or if she completely fucked everything up.

Ana had not been expecting a gift. That was the last thing on her mind so when Rosa offered the velvet box to her she was a little taken aback. She picked it up suspiciously looking at Rosa and her explanation that is was ‘for the holidays’. A present. Ana wasn’t sure the last time she had received a present. Maybe last year when a bartender gave her a drink ‘on the house’.

She opened the box to see the necklace, a black stone hanging from silver. Ana never normally wore jewellery. Before now she had never seen the need for such luxury, preferring to spend her money on other things. But now that she had money, her first thought wasn’t how much she could sell the necklace for. 

“Oh. Thanks.” She wasn’t really sure what to say looking at the little box for a moment and glancing up at Rosa. Was this a come on? Ana had basically invited Rosa on a date and with this gift it seemed to solidify that there was something between them but Ana was wary. It was a crush. Rosa was ten years her junior and although perfectly competent, perhaps flighty and fickle. Ana couldn’t help but see Rosa as kid. A smart one, who managed to strong arm Ana into working with her but still young and naive.

“I like it, thank you.” She said pulling it from the box and placing it around her neck offering Rosa a smile. “-But, I didn’t get you anything. I’m sorry. I didn’t know we were doing gifts.”

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Ana/Danny:[stand in title because I’m lazy]

The last time she saw him had been at that weird party at that quidditch player’s house where they had both been eager to do the same thing - get with one of the girls there. Only thing was Ana was pretty sure Danny had his eyes set on bedding her sometime in the future.

Now that wasn’t happening but that supply of drinks he’d managed to score her had been well worth his flirting so when she spotted him again she clapped him on the shoulder.  “What’s up? Didn’t think I’d see you here.”

She’d headed over to the bar to grab her and Rosa some drinks not expecting to bump into Danny but now that she was here she may as well see if she could get two drinks out of him. 

@daniel--molina

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Ana/Victor: It’s Cold Outside

The Christmas period had begun and shops had started putting up their decorations, the air had got significantly chillier and the pubs had started serving mulled wine. Ana had always usually been a beer drinker but somehow this Christmas felt a little different and she allowed herself to indulge in the sweeter drink occasionally. 

She slumped into one of the seats at the Three Broomsticks and gestured at Victor, who she recognised from her frequent visits. “Hey, how’s it going?” She asked leaning on the bar and offering him a smile, “no beer today - do you still have that mulled wine stuff from last week?”

@sxnofvictory

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rosamaria--lopez‌:

Rosa couldn’t believe she had offered to practically stalk this man, but it was happening now all because she couldn’t control her hormones and wanted to please Ana. She could feel her cheeks burning at the older woman’s request. She was sure it was just a friendly offer, one of business partners, but she might as well take her up on it. The worst that could happen is she would few drinks and not have her feelings recuperated, but she was already expecting that so why not? She smiled at the her, trying her best not to show how fucking desperate she was for her already. “I’d like that a lot.”

-- Several Days Later --

They had arranged to meet at the entrance so, wrapped up in her winter coat and scarf, Ana waited leaning against the wooden fence which surrounded the burrow and rest of the party. She could hear the laughter and shouting from where she was stood and smell the distinctively Christmas-y cinnamon cookies. It was far too wholesome for her liking. From what she knew of the Weasleys that’s what they were like - wholesome. And blood traitors. A word she had learnt from her parents specifically describing the Weasleys. 

It might be fun though. Rosa was intriguing and although lame, Ana was sure that they could find something fun to do. Plus there would be a lot of wix here tonight, some of which would probably be pretty important people. It was always a wise move to rub shoulders with powerful people. 

When Rosa arrived Ana grinned at her gesturing to the path that lead to the party, no greeting necessary. “If there’s not a stall where I can win something for my good wand aim I am going to be very disappointed.”

[ana--rojas]

Christmas Starter Call

Like this for a starter from Ana who is (probably) drunk on mulled wine

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rosamaria--lopez‌:

The woman bit her lip in thought. Ana didn’t seem to know the man she was speaking of, but luckily for her Rosa had a lot of free time and was good at sneaking around and acting shady. “I could… I mean I could always… watch him.” God what are you doing? Are you really offering to stalk a strange, foreign man for a hot lady? …Yes. Yes she was. “Business has been slow – not a lot of people coming in late at night – I could always try to speak to him.”

“Good,” Ana confirmed. It felt like everything was falling into place with the two of them working together on this project. For once Ana felt like she was doing something right with her life and she didn’t want it to end. She clutched the Lestrange ring tighter in her pocket. It had brought her so much already, her whole life turned around since it’s arrival - it was time to take chances. 

“Well, we’re not going to get much done over the holiday. It’s difficult when everyone is busy with family and stupid stuff like millions of Christmas dinners, visiting relatives and such. There’s this big like Christmas party going on actually. It’s going to be super lame but if you want to come we can, I don’t know, get mulled cider.”

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vegasxxrenee‌:

Vegas nodded, expression somewhat guilty. She knew she had a bit of a habit of allowing herself to disappear into the background, but she had spent so much of her late childhood being as quiet and unassuming as possible – a mere shadow in her mother’s home rather than an actual presence. It was so much easier to just sink into the background and let life bustle on around her when she felt uncomfortable or unnecessary. After the whole Rita debacle when she left Puddlemere for St. Mungo’s she just felt like disappearing and laying low for the rest of the foreseeable future. With the increasing danger to muggleborns and her name being plastered all over the prophet again with the epidemic scare, that self-doubt and desire to fade into the background seemed to grow more every day.

“I guess it’s just… everything going on lately really makes you jumpy, you know? The, uhm– the trauma unit hasn’t really slowed down since the Cup, so… hasn’t exactly been a joy ride.” The blonde laughed in spite of her self. Sure, things have slowed down – but it seemed like her brain just didn’t know when to stop. “Maybe I just… forgot how to relax?”

The current events, or rather attacks, hadn’t bothered Ana as much as some of the people around her. She fed on the fear - it was good for her business. Sudden fake protective necklaces sold for double their value and people were more willing than ever to give over cash for what they perceived to be a quick buck. Her ‘goblin coins’ had been doing especially well. 

It wasn’t like anyone she knew had been hurt either. Those who lived in Knocturn Alley had been generally safe from what she knew - only the rich could afford to go to the world cup and she didn’t know anyone who had children at Hogwarts. 

The attacks had largely been just stories she read about, not something she considered to be real and with potential to happen to her. 

“I wouldn’t worry, the trouble will pass soon enough. Always does when there’s no leader or organisation. It’s just people letting off steam - just like you should do. Except maybe not the murder bit, just go out and party.”

Don’t Give Me No Lines (and keep your hands to yourself)

[ana--rojas]

What do you consider your greatest achievement?

“Not an achievement but I won that ring and that’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I guess it wasn’t anything to do with me though, just had my name drawn. Fine. In that case putting down the deposit on my first apartment. Felt like I was finally moving up in the world.”

[ana--rojas]

What would you consider a fate worse than death?

“I don’t think that there is a fate worse than death - everything else you can survive and keep going and maybe build something better.”

[ana--rojas]

Do you believe in any superstitions?

“Only muggles believe in superstitions. So no. I don’t. They’re stupid - why would walking under a ladder mean bad luck? I’m not even sure I believe in luck. Some people are just born with privilege. If that’s luck then sure.”

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PATRONUS ANALYSIS: 015. THE BAT

Those with the bat as their patronus are solitary creatures for most of their time, and are very comfortable with this. They are not the types to have conforming personalities and rarely care what others think of them. They tend to get along best with other bats, and when they do socialize it is usually within this group, because they are most comfortable with others like themselves, unlikely to judge. They are not incredibly emotional, but what they do feel is only brought up by their own mind, as what others think never enters the process. The most common house for a bat patronus is Ravenclaw. The most common signs are Capricorn and Sagittarius.

PATRONUS ANALYSIS: 015. THE BAT

Those with the bat as their patronus are solitary creatures for most of their time, and are very comfortable with this. They are not the types to have conforming personalities and rarely care what others think of them. They tend to get along best with other bats, and when they do socialize it is usually within this group, because they are most comfortable with others like themselves, unlikely to judge. They are not incredibly emotional, but what they do feel is only brought up by their own mind, as what others think never enters the process. The most common house for a bat patronus is Ravenclaw. The most common signs are Capricorn and Sagittarius.

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rosamaria--lopez:

The younger woman racked her brain, she thought she heard of a few artists in the area, but she couldn’t put her finger on their names or location. She could have sworn there were a few, she had customers who spoke about them – wasn’t there that author guy, too? Yes, she was sure that there was a young author in the area, maybe Ana had heard of him. If they could get something from him they could surely get a good price, right?

Rosa was concerned about the other woman Ana spoke about, and she couldn’t help but be jealous. The two were anything but a couple, but she felt annoyed that there was another woman the older female could be interested in or leave her for. She pressed her painted lips in a thin line for a moment, thinking through what she was going to say next. “That sounds… great. Perfect. Yes.” Pathetic. Maybe she should bring up the other man? Maybe that would make her stay? “I’ve heard there’s another artist around – a young male. I believe he’s a foreigner? We could always look around for him?”

Ana wasn’t sure what she had said wrong or even if she had said anything wrong but she got the impression that Rosa was pissed off. it was only for a moment, her lips pressing into a thin line which somehow reminded her of the many strict professors that Ana had somehow managed to irritate in her school years. It seemed disapproving? She wasn’t sure. Rosa didn’t voice whatever opinion she had and she didn’t linger on the any issue long enough for Ana to work out what she had said that had displeased her. Maybe it was nothing.

“We’ll get a quote from both, see which one could make a forgery better - or who would be more willing to do it. This girl I met seemed a little young and naive but she might be more shrewd than I give her credit for. You know how to contact this foreigner?” 

[ana--rojas]

vegasxxrenee:

“I couldn’t just – tell you to leave! It’s not like I own the place or anything… they have just as much of a right to be here as I do, yeah?” How typical of Vegas to be willing to remove herself from a situation rather than cause someone else discomfort. There was little that the former seeker feared, but unsettling situations and confrontation were at the top of the list – however bare she pretended it to be. Her mother had certainly done a number on her, but in the back of her mind Vegas knew she herself was responsible for allowing herself to remain invisible, and in some cases willing it to be so. 

“Besides, they only left me alone because I told them it was fine. Why make them sit and entertain me when I’m the one who’s no fun? …Not by their standards, at least.” It’s not as if Vegas didn’t want to be fun, but mustering the courage was trouble enough when she was just a simple coward with social anxieties and limited experience. Now there were murderers to be wary of.. the girl just couldn’t seem to catch a break.

“Not up in your personal space they don’t. Not when they’re being creepy and making you uncomfortable. You should have the right to occupy a space without being made to feel like that,” Ana insisted. This was something she wasn’t backing down on. Ana had felt like for much of her childhood she had to apologise for existing - she knew it was difficult for her parents to feed and clothe and care for her and her mere existence put financial strain on them. She had absorbed that into adulthood and it was only as she had hit her mid twenties she had decided to stop feeling like she wasn’t allowed to exist in certain spaces.

“I’m sure that you’re fun when you’re relaxed. It’s difficult to have fun when you’re uncomfortable, right?” Ana wasn’t sure if she’d been helpful or not but she hoped she’s managed to convince the girl to her way of thinking. Of course it took much more than just her telling her to think that way - it took years of practice.

Don’t Give Me No Lines (and keep your hands to yourself)

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I’m a horrible person

[ x ] consumed alcohol [ x ] slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex [ x ] slept in the same bed with someone of the same sex [ x ] kissed someone of the same sex [ x ] had sex [ x ] had someone in your room other than family [ x ] seen porn [ x ] bought porn [ x ] tried drugs

HC: Ana and her brother shared a bed sometimes when they were children - usually when Ana got scared that their parents would never come home. 

TOTAL: 9

[  ] taken painkillers [  ] taken someone else’s prescription medicine [ x ] lied to your parents [ x ] lied to a friend [ x ] snuck out of the house [ x ] done something illegal [ x ] felt hurt [ x ] hurt someone [ x ] wished someone to die [  ] seen someone die

HC: Ana’s temper can be flicked very easily, especially by rude strangers who she perceives as having slighted her in some way and she spends the rest of the day imagining how best to seek her revenge/kill them.

TOTAL: 7

[  ] missed curfew [ x ] stayed out all night [ x ] eaten a carton of ice cream by yourself [  ] been to a therapist [  ] received a ticket [  ] been to rehab [  ] dyed your hair [  ] been in an accident [ x ] been to a club [ x ] been to a bar

HC: Ana never had a curfew as a child so she never missed it - when she stayed out late it went unnoticed.

TOTAL: 4

[ x ] been to a wild party [ x ] been to a Mardi Gras parade [ x ] drank more than three alcoholic beverages in a night [  ] had a spring break in Florida [ x ] sniffed anything [ x ] wore black nail polish [  ] wore arm bands [ x ] wore t-shirts with band names [ x ] listened to rap

HC: Ana’s music taste is predominantly riot grrrl and punk but when she’s out she does listen to a lot of hip hop and rap at the clubs she goes to. 

TOTAL: 7

[  ] dressed gothic [  ] dressed girly [ x ] dressed punk [ x ] dressed grunge [ x ] stole something [ x ] been too drunk to remember anything [ x ] blacked out [  ] fainted [  ] had a crush on a neighbour

HC: Ana’s style is very relaxed, but bordering on punk. She likes ripped jeans and plaid.

TOTAL: 5

[  ] had a crush on a friend [ x ] been to a concert [ x ] dry-humped someone; been dry humped [ x ] been called a slut [ x ] called someone a slut. [  ] installed speakers in a car [ x ] broken a mirror [ x ] showered at someone of the opposites sex’s house [ x ] brushed your teeth with someone else’s toothbrush

HC: Ana has used words like ‘slut’ or ‘whore’ as terms of endearment with the friends she made in her 20s and partied with. She does it much less now that she’s older.

TOTAL: 7

[  ] considered Ludacris your favorite rapper [ x ] seen an R-rated movie [  ] cruised the mall [ x ] skipped school [  ] had surgery [ x ] had an injury [ x ] gone to court [ x ] walked out of a restaurant without paying/tipping [ x ] caught something on fire. [ x ] lied about your age

HC: Ana went to court when her parents were convicted for their work under Voldemort. Thinking about the room still brings her chills.

TOTAL: 7

[ x ] owned/rented an apartment/house [ x ] broke the law in the police’s presence [ x ] made out with someone who had a GF/BF [ x ] got in trouble with the police [ x ] talked to a stranger [  ] hugged a stranger [ x ] kissed a stranger [  ] rode in the car with a stranger [ x ] been harassed [ x ] been verbally harassed

HC: Working in Knocturn Alley Ana is used to street harassment which is a common occurrence there. 

TOTAL: 8

[  ] met face-to-face with someone you met online [  ] stayed online for 5+ hours straight [  ] talked on the phone for more than 4 hours straight [  ] watched TV for 5 hours straight [  ] been to a fair [ x ] been called a bad influence [  ] drank and drove [  ] prank-called someone [ x ] laid on a couch with someone of the opposite sex [  ] cheated on a test

TOTAL: 2

GRAND TOTAL: 15

If you have 00-10 … write [I’m a goody-goody] If you have 11-20 … write [I’m still a goody-goody] If you have 21-30 … write [I’m average] If you have 31-40 … write [I’m a bad kid] If you have 41-50 … write [I’m a very bad influence] If you have 51-60 … write [I’m a horrible person] If you have 61-70 … write [I should be in jail] If you have 71-80 … write [I should be dead] If you have 81-90 … write [I got a ticket to Hell]

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vegasxxrenee:

Vegas gave the girl a rather distracted nod. What was she thinking, clamming up like that at such a time? Her job hadn’t exactly allowed her a low profile as of late – any creepy could be the creep that wanted the muggles and squibs removed from the community, and there she was, unable to even speak up for herself in an uncomfortable situation. She dragged her hands through her hair, frustration present in her features.

“You’d think I’d be able to tell someone to bugger off by now…” She was disappointed in herself. How much longer would she allow herself to live in this state of fear and immobility. 

“Oh, no, I – my coworkers dragged me here, but… it seems they’ve moved on to more exciting things. You’re welcome to stay, though! If you want.”

“Maybe you just need some practice,” Ana suggested. Learning how to stand up for yourself was a skill, one that the blonde clearly hadn’t learnt yet. She could help with that. She looked around the bar to see if there was another creep but no one caught her eye so she returned to Vegas, “how would you tell me to leave? Or maybe you should tell your coworkers that they’re dick heads for leaving you alone for some creep to hit on you.”

Don’t Give Me No Lines (and keep your hands to yourself)

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rosamaria--lopez:

Rosa felt like she had no one. She didn’t have Marius, nor did she have Beatrice – she was even afraid to speak to Avery and Vivienne. She may have met her half-brother, Dave, but she didn’t want to bother him, not to mention he wasn’t the kind of companion that she wanted. Even if Dave wasn’t her relative, he would never be her type, he was exactly that – a he. Ana was, in every regard, her type. She was beautiful, intelligent, crafty, and independent: everything Rosa sought for, maybe even more. She smiled up at her, she was stunning. 

“That’s brilliant, it really is, but where are we going to get such artwork? Do you know someone?” Rosa thought hard about it – did she know any artists? She was sure she heard of a few in the area, but not specifics. There had to be someone, though, and she knew that they would find them and their plan would be put into action.

Ana didn’t want to admit that she had thought briefly of the artist she’d met recently - the one she’s swapped her buttons for a painting. Perhaps she could make it up to her though. She had enough money to pay her for a painting, something good and convincing. Ana knew she could paint well. 

“I did have someone in mind, a talented artist I met a little while ago. I don’t know exactly how to contact her but I’ve seen her around a couple of times. Maybe I can track her down. See how much it would cost.” Really she had no idea how much a painting costed but with the money she’d made from the ring and a guarantee of more from the painting she was feeling generous. 

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lettelestrange:

“Glamorous? I guess it is. I never thought about it that way.” the fancy hotels, the delectable food, a wardrobe to fit any weather; there wasn’t a lot she could complain about the state of her travels.  “Isn’t that their usual state? A bunch of useless old man who make their decisions up from their ivory tower.” a travel ban was in a way effective – it allowed them to say they were doing something, even if the thing proved to be ineffective. 

Looking down at her cup, Colette was sad to notice it was empty, “Another round?” 

How she didn’t think of her life as glamorous was beyond Ana. She was say here with her husbands card buying her rounds without a care for money, getting to travel the world. She couldn’t think of anything more glamorous. “Another drink would be great.” Ana was going to have to keep this girl as a friend.

“I hear that!” She said raising her glass to bump with Colette’s when she spoke of useless old men. “They need to find out what it’s really like to live before they go make our decisions for us.”