hypncticwill

[hypncticwill]

stctuex·:

her wand was broken years ago, and the one she stole from a man in st. petersburg was only capable of so much. selene wasn’t someone who allowed herself to be limited. when she had tried to go to ollivander’s she quickly realized the store was closed for the evening (really businesses need to start thinking about their night time customers, she was lucky to be as comfortable in the sun as she was, not many of her kind could say the same) so she had to find someone to help. after asking around quite a few patrons of the alley, she discovered one employee was still enjoying their drink. 

the leaky cauldron was too loud for her taste, and it brought back too many memories. of him, her nikolai. it was all a bit much for selene her ears already ringing from the noise of everyone, and the smell and temptation leaving that familiar itch in the back of her throat. the advantage of being around her own kind was she didn’t have to pretend to be something better then she was. when selene heard them call out to her, it was a relief to having something to focus on in the sea of stimulation. “no, i can’t say i enjoy this place much at all.” she explained a polite smile rising to her face hoping the slight visibility of fangs wouldn’t scare them. “i was actually, i know the shop is closed for the evening but i am in desperate need of a wand. i heard you might be able to help?”

will watched her carefully, it wasn’t the first time someone had gone out of their way to find them and beg for them to open the wand shop. it wasn’t really their choice when to open and close, ollivander ran a tight ship, but sometimes they could figure out an exception if they needed to. “ah.” will nodded, giving her a once over and a smile. 

“a wand you say?” they sighed, taking it upon themselves to go ahead and finish their drink. “i could make it happen. comes at a bit of a steeper price after hours though, something you can manage?” will smirked, it was payment for will’s sake, in the case something happened of course. “anything in particular or?” they stood from the bar, already deciding they could spare some time that night and help her out.

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kn00xx·:

It took a moment for Knox to recognize the person calling out to her. She looked around the pub before her eyes landed on a familiar female near the bar, smirking at her. While she was familiar, Knox could only guess the woman knew her from school while Knox herself had forgotten nearly half of her schoolmates. So, it was quite the surprise when someone even remembered her, “Actually I come here, sometimes,” She stated cautiously as she neared the bar, “Clearly not often enough.”

“it’s a staple if you tell me, i think everyone should come here more often.” will smirked, taking a sip and leaning back. “you’re uh, knox right?” they nodded, having a knack for remembering names and faces. “so what brings you round? long day? dreary weather? need for some entertainment.” a drink or two in them and will was definitely a talker, something that their close friends pointed out.

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RP STARTERS BASED OFF OF 2012 ROLEPLAY.

what?

what do you want?

can i help you?

what are you doing in my room?

i’m sorry, who are you?

suck my ass.

what’s for dinner?

hi there!

*smut gif*

get out of my way.

what are you looking at?

haha, that’s hilarious.

yeah, well. you suck.

i’ve missed you.

*accidentally runs into you* ohmigosh, i’m sorry!

watch where you’re going.

can’t you see that i’m a little busy here?

what happened to you?

i’m not jealous.

*whole starter written around a 500x gif*

i didn’t hear a word you just said.

do i know you?

my shower broke, can i use yours?

are you telling the truth?

i really gotta get back to work.

please stop saying you’re sorry.

what are you doing in my bed?

are you okay?

here, let me help you with that.

ugh, what time is it?

please don’t leave.

i told you not to sneak up on me.

bottoms up!

i’m sorry can you repeat that?

are you sure you don’t want a beer?

here, i got you something!

it’s 4 o’clock in the morning.

what the hell are you doing?

what the hell were you thinking?

it’s too early for this shit.

don’t talk to me until i had my coffee.

aren’t you going to invite me?

are you coming or not?

long time no see!

i don’t know how to swim.

i’m ten but my license says twenty-one.

you can’t do that!

you look like you’ve seen a ghost.

don’t you know who i am?

that was uncalled for.

say that to me and i will kill you, do you understand?

i couldn’t believe it. it just completely blew my mind.

i’m not angry, i’m just disappointed.

what are you reading there?

don’t touch me, i’m fine.

move.

i cannot believe we’re out of food.

*just a fucking gif with text*

[hypncticwill]

there was a quiet air in the leaky cauldron, everyone confused over the news from the daily prophet. wilona wasn’t quite sure how to process it - while they hated dementors they also knew the consequences of aurors taking over the job. and well, they weren’t quite as upset as the patron next to them. 

“yea mate, pretty startling huh?” will nodded, taking another small sip of their drink. “what’s their plan and reasoning y’reckon? budget cuts?” they tried to joke with a shrug. 

OPEN STARTER

jo dragged the nearest stool back from the bar, wincing as it screeched across the floor. slumping down, they held their head in their hands, mouth dry and head pounding. “just get me water, please” they all but begged the bartender. to their left, the flashing movement of the front page of the daily prophet caught their eye (someone must have left their copy behind). jo slid the paper towards themself, eye’s scanning the headline.

DEMENTORS ARE BANISHED FROM AZKABAN! “what the fuck” jo muttered, skimming the article further until- auror teams guarding the fortress. “what the fuck!” this time the phrase was uttered for all in the leaky cauldron to hear. jo turned to the person sitting nearest at the bar, shoving the paper in front of them. “have you seen this shit?”

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patilsurvivor·:

Parvati had just closed the shop and was still shaken by the banishing of dementors. She did not feel like going home quite yet. She would make a stop by the leaky cauldron first and see if there was a familiar face to have a beer with or if she could join some debates. The pub was always buzzing with life and one never knew who you could encounter.

 She was surprised when Wilona spoke to her. It took her a few seconds to remember them from school. She assumed it was why the other seemed familiar enough. ❝ Well things change. ❞ She offered her companion a half smile. ❝ But this place doesn’t. ❞ It was comforting in a way.  ❝ I wasn’t but  perhaps it was fate. ❞ Parvati had read her tea leaves on the morning and it had indicated that she would have an interesting meeting. ❝ And I don’t want to go home.  ❞    

while wilona wasn’t surprised that parvati had taken a moment to remember them, they had a knack for remembering faces and thinking they played a much bigger part in people’s lives than they did, will was pleased she decided to stay. “i understand that.” will nodded in agreement to parvati’s sentiment about not wanting to go home. it was always a bit more lonely than they liked to admit. 

“can you believe they banished demeantors from azkaban? i never liked them much anyway but that seems a little...off?” they didn’t complete a full opinion about it yet, but they never had a good encounter with them in the first place. so thinking about them never did anyone well. “what are you up to these days?” it was a simple question, and wilona was genuinely curious. 

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open starter || present day || leaky cauldron 

times were challenging, much like they had been in previous years but wilona didn’t dwell too much on either thought. no instead, they leaned against the familiar bar, knowing they should be putting their time to good use somewhere else, but somehow the leaky cauldron had always felt like home in a way. not much in a way that their parents were very much approving of, but they had learned to drown them out years ago. 

taking another long sip of their drink, sitting in their now regular spot when they weren’t in the shop, a familiar voice and face entered the place. will hadn’t been expecting them there, yet they didn’t try hard to hide their surprise. “i didn’t think you fancied this place much.” they called out with a sly smile, indicating to the seat next to them was free. “looking for me where ya?” they teased, making a move to finish the drink.

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more about wilona below ! 

hi! i’m t, glad to be here :) here some quick facts about wilona - let me know if you want to plot/fill a connection or whatever! 

wilona is known as will from their close friends

25 and a slytherin 

cousin of professor quirrel so they have an interesting relationship with de and voledemort to say

is currently an assistant wand maker at ollivanders 

can seem distant and uninterested when they don’t like people, always down for a good time and is known to cause a bit of trouble from time to time, is always eavesdropping, chaotic neutral, would have definitely had friends in all of the houses, was a beater for slytherin at some point but got kicked off the team for skipping practice

more to come! i’ll be on later for starters so let me know if you want one!