rita skeeter, 23, she/her, cisfemale. journalist at the daily prophet. "not all girls are made of sugar and spice and everything nice. some girls are made of sarcasm and wine and nothing is fine."
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five word prompts
[inspired by this]
“actually… i just miss you.”
“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”
“and slowly… i was forgotten.”
“and then everything just disappears.”
“and where do i go?”
“anyone could tell from here.”
“are you finishing that or…?”
“are you stupid or stupid?”
“anything, just call me, okay?”
“bitch better have my money.”
“bro… that’s so… not cool…”
“but did you do it?”
“call me now. it’s urgent.”
“can’t you listen to me?”
“cross that. don’t answer that.”
“don’t even think about it.”
“don’t you dare walk away.”
“do it. i dare you.”
“did you think i forgot?”
“eventually… you just move on.”
“even if you still do.”
“everything will fall into place.”
“fight me, you attractive stranger.”
“for once, i need you.”
“for once… i was right.”
“for once… i was wrong.”
“forget i even asked you.”
“forget it. you fucking suck.”
“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”
“fuck off. i mean it.”
“give and take. that’s life.”
“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”
“have you lost your mind?”
“hello? it’s me. i was-”
“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”
“here’s a glass of whatever.”
“how about a hug, hm?”
“how about you make me?”
“i haven’t forgot you yet.”
“i can’t be around you.”
“i don’t need you, really.”
“i don’t need this now.”
“is this your first time?”
“it’s just a cut, really.”
“it wasn’t me, i swear!”
“i said i love you.”
“just don’t fuck it up.”
“just… come back alive, okay?”
“just make sure you’ve eaten.”
“kick his ass for me.”
“killed him? wait, what, literally?”
“life really sucks. feel better.”
“letting go hurts… a lot.”
“let me live, will you?”
“no, i don’t need you.”
“nothing can hurt me now.”
“nothing matters anymore to me.”
“okay it was me… so?”
“people lie all the time.”
“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”
“please, you can’t die now.”
“please don’t leave me alone.”
“quiet. they can hear us.”
“quick! give me your phone!”
“quicker, you freaking piece of-”
“quit it or i’ll bite.”
“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”
“really? do i look stupid?”
“real smooth, tripping over air.”
“rise and shine, sweet thing.”
“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”
“seriously? give me a break.”
“so… what are we now?”
“so… did you miss me?”
“so… can we go eat?”
“so… when’s the next flight?”
“so… how did everything go?”
“sometimes, i wish you died.”
“so what? you did it.”
“time passes slower without you.”
“then what do you suggest?”
“the fuck? who are you?”
“then you tell me why.”
“this is not working out.”
“this isn’t what i wanted.”
“this is all a fucking disaster.”
“when did it all happen?”
“who knew you’d be here?”
“why do i even bother?”
“why do i love you?”
“why didn’t you tell me?”
“you’re just… so, so stupid.”
“you can’t be here now.”
“you look like an accident.”
“you really need to go.”
“you know who to call.”
“zero fucks given. next please.”
#( ask meme. )#long post#once again! to be clear! what you send in will be considered as what your character says#and the reply will be rita's reaction <3
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Send me a 🍸 + a Character name and my character will drunkenly confess their feelings about them.
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fenwick, benjy.
h e had hid away with alcohol in a feeble attempt to forget mind-tricks and spells played on his mind in a supposed quest for truth. the wish for a joint never far away from his mind. perhaps here no one would find him and asks questions or yell at him ( emmeline ) for his outburst at flint. downing the second pint of the day he stares out the window. forgetting the people around him and refusing to acknowledge the woman approaching him. her voice causing anger to flare up inside, a wish to tell her to shut up and stop with her obviously fake niceties. but as a man of f e w words benjy gives her one defiant look before returning his studying of the outside through the window.
rita knew this wouldn’t be easy. she didn’t know much about benjy fenwick, but from what she had heard, he wasn’t much of a talker. not that that really mattered to the woman. simple reactions to what she would say could end up becoming a full-blown article about the man. whether that article would paint him as victim, pariah or villain, though? that had yet to be seen. “so, benjy. i can call you benjy, right?” she smiled her most charming smile before taking a sip from her martini. “what’s it been like, for you? the spotlight, people forming opinions left and right, being accused. has it left you feeling defeated? misunderstood? lonely? furious?”
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who: lily evans ( @mudbloodt ) where: hogsmeade. when: june 9th, 1979. 15:03.
the protest had barely even started, and rita was already bored. it wasn’t that she didn’t care about what was going on, or at least, not really. it was just that this wasn’t the kind of journalism she had signed on for. she wanted to expose people, to reveal all of their dirtier secrets, and to make the world see them under a new light. she wanted people to be informed of what those around them truly were, and she loved investigating and making things up to capture people’s attention. therefore, reporting a protest wasn’t exactly her idea of fun. all these people, protesting against or for something they barely understood? they weren’t interesting. she cared about the people at the centre of the story, and yet, she hadn’t been able to get information out of either of them yet. sighing, she walked over to a familiar redhead, and started talking as soon as she arrived beside her. “well, this is dreadful. how many are there? 12? 20? Honestly, I wish they’d put us onto better things. what are we even going to write? people are angry, how sad.”
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R I T A ,
— character parallels
isabelle lightwood (shadowhunters), bo peep (toy story), cher horowitz (clueless), hanna marin (pretty little liars), phoebe buffay (f.r.i.e.n.d.s.), gina linetti (brooklyn nine-nine), and bubbles (powerpuff girls).
#yb:challenge#( character development. )#( challenge. )#( challenge 002. )#alcohol tw#i didn't include rihanna in the character parallels bc she's a real person but that gif is very rita
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WHO: @bcnjvmins. WHERE: whatever bar rita tracked him down to. WHEN: june 9th, 1979.
the bar definitely wasn’t up to rita’s usual standards. she was quite certain there was an actual hag sitting in the corner, and the whole place reeked of beer, aka rita’s least favourite drink. it was dark and gloomy inside, and the brunette had to hide a sneer of disgust as she made her way over to the bar and asked for a martini. she usually preferred more complex drinks, but she had a feeling that they wouldn’t be as good here, and therefore went with something more simple. or at the very least, simple to her. she started sipping her drink, trying to make it look like she belonged there - she had even wore grey that day to blend in - and subtly looked around the room. through some of her informants, she had heard that this was one of the places fenwick visited, and had hoped to “accidentally” run into him that night. And as luck would have it, she spotted him in a corner opposite the hag, looking just as angry as he’d been described. Smiling brightly, she grabbed her drink and walked over to him, holding out her hand as she sat down in front of him. “May I sit? I’m Rita Skeeter. Enchantée,” she purred out, not caring that the other didn’t shake her hand as she drew it back towards herself like they had actually shaken hands.
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R I T A ,
Name: Rita ( pearl ) Adeline ( nobility ) Skeeter ( swift ) . Nicknames: Rita & Ugh Not Her Again . Age: Twenty-three . Birthday: June 3rd , 1956 . 2:45am . Place of Residence: A flat in Diagon Alley . Pronouns: She / her / hers . Sexual Orientation: Bisexual .
Tattoos: A small heart on her left hip. Scars: None visible. Piercings: Three in the left ear, two in the right ear. Vices: Alcohol, pretty people & lollipops.
Sign: Gemini sun, Aries moon & Libra ascendant. MBTI: ESTP, the Entrepreneur. Alignment: True neutral.
House: Ravenclaw. NEWTS: Arithmancy ( O ), History of Magic ( E ), Charms ( E ) & DADA ( A ). Languages Spoken: English and a little bit of Italian.
Parents: Marie Jackson née Levasseur, previously Skeeter ( 49 ) & Richard Skeeter ( 52 ). (Half) Sibling: Elizabeth Marianne Jackson ( 12 ) Family Background: Rita was adopted at birth. Her parents had met her biological mother through a friend, who didn’t want to keep her baby. And since Marie and Richard had been desperately trying to have a child for years, they jumped at the opportunity. Truly, they loved Rita at first. They raised her with care and attention, and took dotted upon her. But then, her father started spending less and less time at home. Until one day, he stopped coming home altogether. Her mother re-married, and then a miracle happened: Elizabeth was born. Around the same time, they found out that Rita was a witch, which did not sit well with her religious mother. Her step-father didn’t treat her badly, but her mother stopped looking her in the eye, and was literally afraid of her daughter. Not only for herself, but also for Elizabeth. She started treating Rita with more and more distance, subtly telling her that she’d go to hell and had ruined their family, until one summer, when she was 14, Rita came home and all her belongings had been packed and were by the door. Her mother, stepfather and sister had gone on vacation that week, and the not so subtle message there was that she was no longer part of the family.
Wand: Acacia wood with a dragon heartstring core, 12 1/2″ and unyielding flexibility. Patronus: Capuchin monkey. Boggart: A giant toad. Amortentia: Cherry flavoured lollipops, rose jam and earl grey. Prefect/Head: Nope. Quidditch: She played Chaser for the Ravenclaw Quidditch team in her sixth and seventh year. Other Clubs: She managed to worm her way into the Slug Club in her fifth year.
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rita skeeter. twenty-three. cisfemale. she/her. bisexual. former ravenclaw. journalist at the daily prophet. poison pen, poison tongue. will ruin your life and not feel the tiniest bit bad about it. all she wants is glory. still disarmingly charming. had a pretty rough life, and will fight you if you bring it up. really loves wine.
her mom was p religious and didn’t really accept the fact that her daughter was a witch (more info about her family background in the character sheet challenge, which i’ll post in just a moment).
its not so much that she loves gossip that she loves shocking people. ok, she does love gossip, and she loves twisting it to make it work her way, but still. it’s the shock effect she relishes most.
is disarmingly charming and i could therefore picture her????? having friends?????? friends with benefits????? etc?????? like, they probs wont confide anything in her if they’re smart but i dont imagine her being friendless or anything like she never has to spend the night alone if she doesn’t want to
wants to be queen that’s it that’s the intro
ok no i guess that’s not enough
is soooooooo materialistic like the best way not to end up on rita’s bad side is buying her things. like, let’s be real, she does paint some people in a positive light, and that’s bc those people have given her something. literally. or she was just really drunk when she wrote the article. either way.
is not above sleeping with people to get a good story (or dirt to blackmail them into revealing some secrets to her). but also sleeps with people just for fun. really loves fun. and shiny things. and lollipops.
you’ll get more info on her in the character sheet challenge i’m about to post so yes! that’s it!!!!!! i hate rita but also i love her wow
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RITA SKEETER ✖ NEUTRAL ✖ TAKEN ↳ FC: Im Jinah
❝ Not all girls are made of sugar and spice and everything nice. Some girls are made of sarcasm and wine and nothing is fine. ❞
BASICS :
[ NAME ] : Rita Adeline Skeeter [ AGE ] : 23 [ HOUSE ] : Ravenclaw [ BLOODSTATUS ] : Half-blood [ OCCUPATION ] : Journalist at the Daily Prophet
BIO :
Growing up with a religious mother who thought her daughter a demon due to her magic, with a father who stopped making appearances as soon as the girl turned four, life hadn’t always been easy for Rita Skeeter. Thrown out at the age of fourteen, she had to rely on her wit and charm to survive. At sixteen, she was already writing columns for Witch Weekly, and as soon as she got out of Hogwarts, she managed to get a job at the Daily Prophet. The editor looked down on the kind of stories she wrote at first, but it sold, and that was what mattered in the world. Money. Which Rita never had much of, and frivolously spent as soon as she got it. Therefore, it was things she became attached to. Diamonds she got from men who didn’t want her to reveal what they had done, perfumes from women who trusted her to keep their secrets, new clothes from brands who wanted her to write them into one of her articles. Still, it wasn’t enough for Rita. She wanted attention. She wanted the story that’d make her queen, and she was going to stop at absolutely nothing to get it.
TRAITS :
[ POSITIVE ] : Efficient, proactive & vibrant. [ NEGATIVE ] : Careless, indiscreet & materialistic.
CANON NOTES :
Rita is a witch journalist who specialises in writing poison-pen stories. The stories tend to be based on false information and misreported interviews while she worked for the Daily Prophet. Later she writes a tell-all biography about Albus Dumbledore.
Played by: Sam
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