#.....canon sharers of the same bed....

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

Something about how Fire & Ice give up on going after Pearl directly, and instead both arrow in on dissing Marina-

Something about, Pearl having no shame at all, outright telling Frye right off that Off the Hook is here to “take control” and then literally talking over Frye’s turn. Frye’s snarking on how Pearl isn’t the boss here and no one’s cheering for her, ignored. How she goes after both Frye and Shiver asking where Frye’s big friend is to help her pass this test, moving right on to saying they’re both just goons making a mess anyway, little fish who should stay in they're bowl, but

that seems to give Frye the idea of hitting back with the “who’s backing you? Imaginary friends?” line… like Marina doesn’t even count as a music partner- or a friend?

Pearl literally yaps about Marina being divine, one of a kind, voice so fine, big mind- raps the lines off her cuff and the heart that's proudly pinned there

And Frye and Shiver go TARGET DETECTED. They lock onto Marina.

Shiver doesn’t bother trying to needle Marina about Pearl, the way their partners were each doing- if Pearl has no shame then at least she DOES still have a weakness, a soft spot, a thing she openly cares about- something they can try riling her up over

(problem: Pearl actually has all the confidence in Marina as a musician, partner, and performer. She's WATCHED Marina be all those things for YEARS now)

In the end Frye and Shiver just rile up the gay feels. Because Marina’s been living with a rapper who LOVES hyping her up even when they’re not on stage- Pearl who said she’d cut a fish for Marina. And if you don’t come to Inkopolis with a lot of self confidence, well then getting some from your girlfriend is fine too  

But it’s cute that Pearl’s still so obvious about being Marina's no. 1 fan that Fire & Ice thought they could use it against her XD

[nardo-headcanons]

Hey, I loved your Naruto headcanon posts, which makes me crave for more. Any thoughts on Uzushio in future?

Hi darling, I'm so glad you enjoy my headcanons! It's kind words like these that motivate me to do more! So, Uzushiogakure. A tricky one, since there's basically nothing we know in canon, but I've tried to make it work. Also I'm in bed with the flu and a fever rn so please excuse any spelling or grammar mistakes.

Uzushiogakure Worldbuilding Headcanon

People and Culture

Since most if not all Uzushio citizens are Uzumakis, its residents are typically known for their temperament and fiery personalities. Their enthusiasm is almost infectious and they're very loyal and will stick by your side no matter what. Although its last leader was a man, its typically run by women. Women are treated with the same respect as men are, and tought the same sealing techniques. Twin birth rates are high and there have been cases of even triplets or quadruplets. The Uzumaki are sharers, they love to share their food, their ninja equipment, and also their knowledge. Seriously, they're great teachers. Their standards for teaching are high, but they 100% stand behind their students. The longevity of the Uzumaki comes with a downside, though. Due to the faster mitosis of their cells, the overall cancer rate is the highest in the shinobi world. Most of the Uzushio citizens weren't actually full fledged shinobi, and they were a peaceful nation. The Uzumaki also used their sealing techniques on food to enhance its shelf life.

Clothing and Cosmetics

The traditional attire of an Uzumaki consists of various kinds of hanfu and other gowns. However, compared to their real world counterpart, the Uzushio garments aren't gendered. When it comes to hair- and skincare, Uzushio citizens gladly use cosmetic products imported from the water realm, but when it comes to acne prevention, they use a special blend of clay to apply topically, although peroral application is also possible. According to Uzumaki aunties, it is a miracle cure for almost anything.

Nature

Flora The climate of Uzushiogakure is mild, characerized by hot, humid summers and cold, snowy winters and colorful falls. Most of the interior countryside is covered in bamboo forests. Bamboo was a sacred plant to the Uzumaki, as they saw it as a symbol of growth and regeneration. Another plant often seen in Uzushiogakure is the ginko tree. During the fall, its leaves are often ejoyed as a tea by the citizens. The coastlines are characterized by rocky beaches. Swimming in the sea however, is not a good idea, as there are whirlpools lurking close to the shore. Since the country is sprinkled by rivers, many citizens commute by boat.

Fauna

In the whirlpool realm, there are a lot of different animals. An animal unique to Uzushiogakure is the big and the red panda. Big pandas are seen as a symbol of good luck by the Uzumaki, while red pandas are seen a symbol of laughter and mischief. In the forests of the whirpool realm you can find foxes, wolves and wild tigers. Another mischievious friend of the Uzumaki is the red squirrel, and they're so beloved by them, it's not a rarity to see squirrels chilling on rooftops or even take the boat together with the Uzumaki.

Food

The national dish of Uzushiogakure is mapo tofu. Enjoyed with rice imported from Kirigakure, it is enjoyed by adults, elders and children. Generally, the Uzumaki have the second highest spice tolerance, coming after Sunagakure. Uzushiogakure is also a paradise when it comes to all things sauces and condiments. The most popular ones are keptjap manis, peri peri, hoisin and miso glaze. Street- and fast food was a big part of Uzumaki culture, as there many food stalls sprinkled throughout the village. Before it was destroyed, Kirigakure Kimchi was a very sought after imported food product.

[sgtbuckyybarnes]

1-15 for louie harper lola noelle aaaaand stella thanks!!!

I thought this said 1-5 but you tricked me! 😂

1. Have they ever brought home a stray animal? If so, how did that go?

Louie - She’s brought home Alex if that counts?

Harper - Harper isn’t really an animal person so I don’t think she’d bring one home but she’d defo give up her sandwich if she saw a stray dog on the street

Lola - Prefic Lola would never but the Lola who has broken away from her parents and responsibilities is learning all about this kind of stuff ends up adopting a stray cat (who lbr actually is the one who adopts her)

Noelle - Noe would bring every single stray home if she could - including Fangs and Sweet Pea! Her and her mum could never afford to get their own animals so she’d bring any that she saw back home...to the point where when she was younger her mum had to explain it was normal for cats to be out even if they had owners. Dogs are defo her weakness although she was known to even bring injured birds, mice etc home

Stella - If there was any possibility Noe and Stella could meet they’d start an animal sanctuary together because she’s as bad!

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2. What is something that your OC and their best friend knows about one another that no one else would know?

Louie - Louie and Lexie know that the other still suffers from nightmares. Obviously Mark and Alex know they can have trouble sleeping but they don’t know the contents of the dreams whereas the girls are constantly telling one another to get them off their chest

Harper - Harper doesn't really have a best friend tbh! If her and Mal were canon Mal would be the one who’d know about her fears of her past...she’d feel too bad dumping that on Bucky when he’s been through enough himself

Lola - Lola isn’t a sharer. She has had friends who were only her friend because she had money so there’s nothing someone knows about her no one else does

Noelle - Noe and Fangs know pretty much everything about each other! 

Stella - Her and Michael know how overwhelmed the other is with their new life in the big city. No matter what fronts they put up they still have that terrified streak.

3. How does your OC greet their best friend in public?

Louie - Hugs, hugs and more hugs!

Harper - I think Harper would get to the stage with Mal where she’d greet her with a hug, every one else gets a smile and a wave, Steve gets a blush

Lola - Her and Toni greet one another with fist bumps

Noelle - Sickly sweet nicknames most people hate (Fangs gets ‘my love’ a lot for example)

Stella - She beams every time she sees Michael, just her entire face lights up

4. How does your OC greet their partner in public?

Louie - Once they’re together Louie and Alex are aaaaaaaall about the PDA

Harper - She reaches out and squeezes Bucky’s hand

Lola - She likes to wrap an arm around Sweet Pea’s waist and lean her face against his chest

Noelle - Like Louex once her and Fangs are together they’re all about the PDA. With Jug she’d be more shy

Stella - With a kiss

5. Your OC meets a magical talking frog with a quest, what is your OC’s next move?

Louie - She’d think someone had spiked her drink

Harper - She’d probably kill the frog 😩😂

Lola, Noelle & Stella - Would immediately be up for the challenge 

6. What song does your OC go absolutely wild to? Describe how they get wild.

Louie - Louie loves anything pop music, especially nineties stuff! She’d be all hair flipping, dancing on tables kind of wild

Harper - As wild as Harper gets over music is a tap of her foot. She’s more into old school rock like ACDC and Guns n Roses

Lola - Idk if this is bc of her fc but Lola loves Andante Andante by Abba, she loves to get up onto the Karaoke to sing it

Noelle - She hates to admit it but in a total cliche way Noelle adores Mr Brightside, jumping up and down and singing at the top of her voice

Stella - I don’t really know any 1920s tracks tbh but if she were around nowadays Stella would love Shoutout to my Ex by Little Mix, she’d be dancing around her room and jumping on her bed

7. Your OC is running from the guards, why are they most likely running from them?

Louie - For helping when she wasn’t supposed to, she’s too caring and can never leave someone behind

Harper - Oh god where do I start with her, she’s probably acted on her instincts by mistake over something

Lola - For being rude

Noelle - A sarcastic comment gone the wrong way

Stella - Helping to protect her family the Shelby way

8. How would your OC describe their best friend using three words to a stranger?

Louie - (About Lexie) Hard-working, Kind, Scatty

Harper - (About Mal) Trustworthy, Badass, Kind

Lola - (About Toni) Badass Tiny Person

Noelle - (About Toni) Nosey, Bossy, but-I-love-her-a-lot (she has to add that last bit or Toni will kill her)

Stella - (About Michael) A Massive Nightmare 

9. Your OC decides they can dye their own hair, with their very little knowledge about hair, how does this go? Do they have their friends with them, supporting them? Do they do it when they are alone? Do they do it before a big and upcoming event?

Louie - Louie would have Lexie there and they’d try their best but she’d end up in the hairdressers the next day

Harper - She’d be good at it, having had to disguise her appearance more than a few times

Lola - She wouldn’t have a clue!! Toni would end up stepping in and fixing it for her

Noelle - Even though she would never have done it before Noelle would be surprisingly good, there’s a gifset of Zendaya with red hair and it looks amazing so I think that’s where she’d go. She’d be the one to do it just before a big event no matter how many people told her that was a bad idea

Stella - I don’t think she’d even try, she’d be too scared that it would be ruined!

10. Your OC accidentally becomes a vampire for a day, what is the first thing they do with their new found powers?

Louie - If we’re taking TVD vamps she’d use her blood to heal people

Harper - Her humanity would be switched off immediately and Bucky would have to bring her back

Lola - She’d freak out that she looked ugly with fangs

Noelle - She would be an amazing vampire she’d just revel in the power

Stella - She’d scare off all the Shelby’s enemies 

11. Your OC decides to dress as their best friend for Halloween as a joke, what do they do to look like their best friend?

Louie - She’d be more likely to dress up as Mark and be extra annoying and say she was him

Harper - Harper would go full on Captain America and she’s not even sure if he’s her friend let alone her best friend

Lola - Her and Toni would dress up as each other, raiding each other’s clothes and just doing over the top impressions

Noelle - She’d stick a pair of vampire fangs in her mouth and be like “Guess who? Eh? Ehhhh?”

Stella - She’d just be a dick to everyone and say she was Michael

12. What is something completely random about your OC that even you, as the writer, find confusing?

Louie - She doesn’t like pineapple on pizza?? Problematic tbh

Harper - How she can be so organised but such a mess at the same time (sorry girl xoxo)

Lola - A lot of stuff confuses me about Lola, it’s due to her upbringing in such a well off family. She can be such a brat and sometimes come across uncaring even though she actually really does care with every fibre of her being

Noelle - The fact that she even wanted to become a serpent. Part of me understands she wants a family around her but her mum was so against this gang mentality and Noelle would usually go with whatever her mum thought 

Stella - Why she stays with boys who don’t seem to care about her and definitely don’t deserve her

13. How does your OC celebrate their birthday? What is their wildest birthday story?

Louie - She has all of her friends and their kids round to eat cake and watch movies. Her wildest was probably when she was still at home, her parents were away and she had a party at the house, police were called and she ended up arrested for being too noisy

Harper - She doesn’t really celebrate birthdays

Lola - She likes to be the centre of attention on her birthday, everything is about her from morning until night...and probably for the entire month tbh. Her wildest birthday is probably to come in the fic, partying barefoot on the beach with three gang members

Noelle - She is a Princess on her birthday, she absolutely loves it (and not just her own she loves everyones birthdays and always tries to make them special). Her wildest was probably when they were young and they (her, Fangs, Toni and Sweet Pea) snuck out to go and camp at the quarry. All of them ended up being reported as missing until they strolled into her place the next morning smelling like campfire.

Stella - She likes a lowkey celebration for her birthday, again her wildest is probably to come. I can imagine the Shelby's have a wild time for birthdays 

14. Your OC and their friends decides to go to a restaurant at 3am, what restaurant are they going to, and why are going to a restaurant at 3am?

Louie - They’d be at Joes because they’d probably have been having a lock in. The owner would trust her with her key as well so her, Alex, Lexie, Mark, Meredith and all the others would have the run of the place

Harper - Her and Bucky would be in a local take away because they couldn’t sleep

Lola - They’d be going out for ice cream after a night of partying

Noelle - Pops, especially after Veronica takes over, and because they’d hate sleeping in the tents and would need cheese fries to help them get over it

Stella - It’s not a restaurant but they’d still be drinking in The Garrison pub

15. Your OC now gets to strut around in a cape, what colour is the cape and what do they accessorize the cape with?

Louie - Light blue to match her scrubs

Harper - Black, Shuri would add it to her uniform and Harper would lowkey adore it

Lola - White and it’d be with whatever summer dress she’d be wearing, cropped so it was just a little longer than them but didn't drag on the floor 

Noelle - Noe would love a cape omg. Hers would be black with the serpent logo on the back and she’d wear it everyday in place of her jacket

Stella - Black with red inside, she’d wear a suit underneath 

[trademarkblue]

100 Days of R/Hr: Day 9

Prompt: "To Build a Home” by The Cinematic Orchestra (ft. Patrick Wilson)

Prompted by: @herrmionejgranger​

Here we are, finally catching up to Sunday's prompt! AHH!

So, I have a weird (optional) hand canon, which is more just because of my obsession with hurt/comfort and less because I actually think this is how things went down, but I've been leaning a lot recently on the idea that Hermione's parents didn't come back from Australia, and, though she had been so independent for so long, this really crushes her because, before, it was her choice to be that way, and now it's like they're choosing to leave her on her own. So, Ron helps her through this a lot, even though he has his whole family around him, and he was closer to them than she was to hers, so he didn't develop quite the same independence, but he does that for her, without really thinking about it. In a way, this makes a lot of sense, because he’s a real family sharer, you know? Like Harry was part of the family almost instantly. Hermione was, too, but in a very different way, until much later.

Long explanation. Sorry. 

TL;DR - Ron is my favorite, here are 3K words about that. Hope you enjoy! x

Ron had just finally walked through the door to Grimmauld Place after way too long a day at training. He had taken one arm out of his cloak, thinking of all the leftover food from the previous night's takeaway that he was going to consume, when Ginny's Patronus materialised by the coat rack.

Ron, come to Hogwarts if you can. Not an emergency.

The silvery horse in front of him galloped in a circle before vanishing.

Ron's arm immediately stuffed itself back into his cloak sleeve. He'd never really gone to Hogwarts on a whim. Visits were planned around invitations to school events like Quidditch trials and matches or Hogsmeade weekends. But he wasn't about to waste time worrying about the details of exactly how he was going to get through at half eleven on a Friday night. Ginny must have some sort of plan to have asked him to come. And the words "not an emergency" weren't registering very deep.

With a short, scribbled note to Harry to explain his disappearance, he headed back out into the crisp, February night.

She had found her way to a dark corner of the castle, hidden behind a tapestry. No one ever came by here, and she suspected the only other people who even knew it was here were Ron and Harry, who, of course, weren't going to be popping by any time soon.

She'd received a owl at dinner, transferred from Muggle post, and the words were burned into the backs of her eyelids, apparently, because she couldn't think of anything else. She'd managed to hold back for a couple of hours, but she could no longer ignore the growing void inside, reminding her how alone she was, how far away her parents were… that they weren't coming home. They’d chosen to stay in Australia, but she hadn't given up hope that they might change their minds. Give them time, she'd thought. They'd been through a lot. But, now, that hope was gone.

We've sold the house in London.

It still struck her as an impossible reality, but it was true, and she was here. And Ron was at Grimmauld Place, with Harry. God, she missed him. It seemed that every time she became consumed with loneliness over her parents, she would quickly think of Ron, and, tonight, with her mother's letter crumpled in her hand, she couldn't catch her breath. She had come here to hide, knees clutched to her chest, and she was running out of tears to shed, eyes burning, head throbbing, and a numb sort of misery washing over her in increasingly powerful waves.

There was a scrape of trainers down the corridor, on the other side from her hiding place, and she held her breath, waiting for whoever it was to please go away. But the sounds increased, and was that Ginny's voice?

Her eyes scanned up to stare at the dark, opaque tapestry a metre in front of her. And then-

"Hermione?" Ginny called, leaving no time for a reply before her hand pulled back the tapestry to reveal herself... and Ron, standing on the other side.

"Ron?!” Hermione cried, hardly believing he was right there.

He passed Ginny and crouched on the floor in front of her, and Ginny dropped the tapestry back in place, hiding them again.

"Hey."

He placed a tentative hand on her knee, and she stared back into his eyes.

"What are you doing here?" she whispered.

"Ginny sent her Patronus. She thought maybe-"

He paused and shrugged.

"-maybe you'd want me to come see you."

"I have no idea how she knew I was upset, but oh my God, I'm glad you're here."

She gripped his hand tightly, and he gave her a sad smile in return.

"What's going on?" he asked, softly.

"My parents," she sighed, sucking in a breath as she held back another sob. "My parents sold their house."

He stared for a moment, looking puzzled, and she realised her mistake.

“Our house,” she corrected, “in London. It's g-gone. They aren't coming back…”

She held up the parchment, half crushed in her fist, allowing him to take it from her. He shifted to sit closer, opening the letter. As his eyes darted across the page, she could picture all the words written there as he was silently reading them…

Hermione,

We've sold the house in London. Your father thought you should have a portion of the sale, so we've made a deposit into your savings account. The rest of your belongings will be transferred to our storage room in Surrey, and we'll leave a key in your safe deposit box at the bank. As always, visit any time. We're staying in the house in Adelaide for now.

Love, Mum

“Well,” Ron began, clearing his throat, “she sounds a bit more positive toward you than last time, at least.”

“Ron, she sold our house!”

She knew it wasn't fair to shout at him. She could tell by the way his forehead creased that he was trying very hard to hide his true reaction, hoping to avoid making her feel any worse. But it wouldn't make a difference, and underneath what she felt about her parents, she really was so relieved to see him.

“I know. I'm sorry…” he said, eyes softening.

“I really thought they might still change their minds and come home,” she sniffed, wiping tears from under her eyes as they fell.

He shifted even closer, so his legs were bent up by her back and his elbow was resting on her knee. His free hand pulled one of hers into his lap, and he ran his fingertips up and down her palm before threading their fingers and meeting her eyes.

“They should have talked to you before they did it,” he said, quietly.

“It's my fault. I sent them away to begin with.”

“You know what I'm gonna say to that.”

“I did it for them, to save them, I know,” she said, managing a small smile as her eyes blurred with tears again. “But now…”

She closed her eyes for a second and gripped his hand tighter.

“I don't even have a home, anymore. Aside from Hogwarts and holidays with your family, I've lived there my whole life, Ron.”

“Yeah,” he said, a bit hoarsely.

He might have been about to say more, but her thoughts shifted suddenly back to the details of his appearance.

“How'd you even get in here this late?”

“Ginny met me at the gates to let me through,” he explained.

“And she knew I was up here?”

“Nah, this was about the tenth place we checked,” he said, tugging the corner of his mouth up precisely enough to be considered a lopsided smile.

She sighed and ducked her forehead to his forearm, his elbow still resting on her knee. He brushed his thumb across her knuckles before dropping her hand to run his fingers through her hair.

“I owe Ginny,” she muttered.

“No way,” Ron countered. “Already told her she's still working off the Viktor Krum thing… She'll have to sneak me into Hogwarts a few more times to even us out.”

In spite of everything, Hermione actually heard herself laugh, and she was once again so relieved to have him next to her.

“What are you doing to make us even for that, then?”

“Dunno. What’d’you want?”

She turned her head to the side, cheek against his forearm, so she could see his face through a frizzy tangle of her hair.

“Sneak into Hogwarts a few more times,” she suggested, softly.

“Done.”

She stared at him quietly, for a while, calmed by the feeling of his hand continuing to play with her hair. But there was still a dark shadow, looming over her.

“It just doesn't seem real,” she said. “Don't know why I kept hoping they'd…” She paused, closed her eyes again. “And now I've got to figure out what to do when I leave here.”

Though she couldn't see him, she could feel a sort of tension emanating from him before he spoke.

“I've got some ideas on that,” he said, in a low voice.

She opened her eyes and lifted her head, and his hand dropped to the side of her neck.

“Like what?”

Her heart was beating a bit faster than she could make sense of, just yet.

“You could move in with me and Harry,” he suggested. “Or… we could get our own place, if you want…”

He licked his bottom lip nervously, but she felt suddenly so much lighter. Smiling, she laid her arm across his, fingertips on his knuckles.

“Really?”

“Yeah,” he smiled back, evidently encouraged by her positive response. “I know it's not the same, and it's not what you wanted, but-”

“It’s definitely what I want. I hadn't thought living with you was on the table back when I was planning to go home after Hogwarts…”

“Well…” he shrugged, “I just hadn't got around to mentioning it.”

“You aren't just offering because I don't have anywhere to go?” Her voice was a bit higher pitched than she would have liked, but she was mostly over the idea of being embarrassed around him. Mostly.

“Not at all, but you can pretend I'm being that generous, if you want,” he grinned.

“I’d much rather you not be, honestly…”

His hand moved against the side of her neck, and her eyelids fluttered for a moment. Her head was still throbbing and her eyes were burning, and all she wanted was to crawl into a cozy bed and fall asleep next to him.

“I love you,” she whispered. “I'm so glad you're here.”

“Love you, too,” he said, just before he closed the gap and kissed her.

It was so soft and gentle, and her hands moved together to his cheeks, warmth spreading through her as she felt his familiar stubble, her bottom lip between his. It was over too soon, but then he was wrapping an arm around her and she was half-sitting in his lap as she realised her tears were back again, damn them.

She clutched his shirt, her head on his shoulder, until finally, her eyes popped open.

“Oh, my books!”

She felt him inhale before he spoke.

“What?”

“My parents emptied the house, which means they've moved the rest of my books, and they’re all crammed in that horrible, damp storage room!”

“Oh. I could go rescue them, bring them back to Grimmauld Place and keep them in my room til you graduate-”

“Seriously?” She lifted her head from his shoulder to stare at him in awe.

“Yeah,” he shrugged, slightly puzzled by her reaction. “Why the hell not? I've got extra space.”

“You never have any idea when you're being bloody amazing, do you?”

She kissed him again before he could respond, but he caught up quickly and spread his hand up the back of her head, tangling in her hair.

Slowly pulling apart, moments later, she gazed at him and considered that her tears had finally stopped…

“Is it just me saying the word ‘books’?” he teased, grinning as she rolled her eyes playfully.

“Oh, but the key to the storage room,” she said, expression changing to disappointed as she remembered. “It's in a safe deposit box, and you won't be able to get it.”

“You can't just… let them know to expect me?”

“Doesn't work like that. It's like a Gringotts vault, aside from the dragons…”

He smiled at her joke but then returned to an expression of contemplation, trying to work out the problem…

“Hang on. This is a Muggle bank, yeah? And you realise I'm a wizard?”

“What, are you going to Polyjuice into me and then-”

He raised a brow, and she realised it was an actual solution, though slightly insane.

“Can't promise I won't have a look while I'm changing clothes,” he smirked, and she smacked his arm.

“That's a lot of work for you just to save my books…”

“Nah, sounds like a normal Tuesday afternoon when you think about our lives so far, y’know?”

She laid her head on his shoulder again, breathing more steadily than she had all evening as his arm tightened around her. She thought about the shore, near her parents’ new house in Australia, and the evenings she had spent there with him, in silence. He'd held her, just like this, and she'd realised not only did she love him more than she'd thought was possible to love anyone, but that she was going to spend the rest of her life with him, as long as he never changed his mind. Fortunately, she'd been nearly convinced that he felt the same way, and his suggestion to live together in a few months was going to be a bright spot at the end of everything else.

She closed her eyes and listened to the steady sounds of his own breathing as she drifted farther and farther away from Hogwarts and crumpled letters from Australia…

When she opened her eyes again, she was surrounded by maroon and gold and flickering candlelight. Slowly regaining awareness, she realised she was lying on the common room sofa with a very cozy blanket over her, and she remembered she'd just been sitting on the floor behind a tapestry with-

“Hey.”

He was sitting on the floor, leaning against the sofa, holding an open book.

“What…” she started, trying to piece together how she'd gotten here and how long she must have slept.

“Yeah, you fell asleep, so I brought you back here. Ginny gave me the password earlier. Almost forgot I couldn't take you up to your room." He smirked as she blinked at him. “Would've been a fun way to wake up, sliding down the stairs with me…”

“No way you carried me…”

“Why? Wasn't that far, and you weigh close to nothing.”

“Liar,” and she sat halfway up to investigate the book in his lap.

“Want me to prove it?” he suggested, closing the book, evidently unaware of her query, and crawling to his knees, shoving an arm under her. She laughed too loudly for the common room after midnight and wriggled away from him, but he tightened his grip and tugged her to the edge of the sofa.

“Stop!” she shrieked. He gently covered her mouth with his hand, laughing, and her eyebrows shot up, suddenly aware of how loud she was being.

“Wanna get me kicked out?” he whispered, now being overly cautious, but still smiling. She shook her head, and he removed his hand, releasing her waist and sitting back on the floor.

She pressed her lips together, eyes slightly widened, and he grinned, abandoning his retreat and sitting right back up on his knees again to kiss her. She gripped his shirt and closed her eyes, kissing him back until his lips parted from hers very slowly.

“Sorry,” he whispered against her mouth before he settled back again, leaving a hand on her arm. She stared at him for several dazed seconds before remembering.

“Oh, what book were you reading?”

“Hm? Oh, right.”

He reached over to where he'd dropped it to the floor and picked it up again to show her.

“Fell out of your bag when I picked you up.”

She shook her head at him in mock offense, and he shrugged.

“Anyway, I didn't want to leave just yet, but I was bored as hell and couldn't risk falling asleep, so…”

“So, that's what it takes for you to read.”

He hit her leg lightly with her own book, but she grabbed it and turned it to see what it was.

“You're reading a Muggle fiction book?”

“Same question to you,” he said, raising a brow. “Have you run out of material in the Hogwarts library?”

“Shut up. I do occasionally read fiction… occasionally.”

“Right, so what's this one about? You woke up before I got past the first page.”

“I should make you wait to find out…”

She stretched out on the sofa, face level with his shoulder as he leaned back again and opened the book to the first page.

“Ron?” she said, in a very quiet voice.

“Hm?”

“My mum used to read this to me, but I didn’t care for it when I was little. I would get bored and want to read something else. When we went back to the house, after Australia, I thought I’d try it again, but I haven’t started it yet. I wasn’t really fair to it, the first time… and I think Mum really… really loved this one.”

He turned to fully face her, resting his arm against the sofa and still holding onto the book, open across his knees. And, as she gazed back at him, eyes watering a bit again, he took her hand and cleared his throat. "Chapter one..."

[thomasmorley]

Thomas Bio - temporary mobile version

01 basics

Thomas goes by Tom (friends). He's a 5th year student in Slytherin. His family lives in Hogsmeade, Scotland.

02 Appearance

Age: 21 Height: 176cm Hair: black Eyes: brown Piercings: earrings Tattoos: too many

03 details

Accent: scottish Sexuality: bisexual Status: single Family: only child Pet: pigmypuff named truffles Wand: 10" Hornbeam wood with unicorn hair core. Patronus: tba.

04 Classes

Charms: ★★★☆☆ Transfiguration:★★★★☆ Herbology:★★☆☆☆ Potions:★★☆☆☆ DADA:★★★☆☆ History:★★☆☆☆ Astronomy: ★★☆☆☆ Care of MA: ★★★☆☆ Muggle Studies:★☆☆☆☆ Art:★★★☆☆ BIOGRAPHY

Life

Thomas was born at midnight sharp to a family of purebloods in Hogsmeade, Scotland. His parents both originated from Korea but neither had ever said foot in their homecountry. His mother's family had moved over before she was born because the eldest of siblings wanted to enroll into Hogwarts. His father's family had been in the United Kingdom for centuries, impossible to trace back. All he really knows is that they arrived somewhere in England, adopted the name 'Morley' and at some point in time one of the Morley clan went up to Scotland. His father likes to tell him that their ancestor was one of the first attendants of Hogwarts School of Withcraft and Wizardy, but Thomas was pretty sure that was just a family myth created by one of his great-great-... grandparents. Thomas could see the peaks of the towers from the school from his bedroom window. Something exciting during his younger years, not so much now that he has to also look upon them during summer. He's the closest to his mother, having spent most of his time with her while his father travelled to London for some bureaucracy job he never asked about. He spent many days with his mother in her shop Gladrags Wizardwear, which she had taken over. When he was still little, he just sat in a corner reading some books and comics, but once he turned 12, his mother put him to work in the shop, first helping her put up clothing items before at age 16 starting to use his smile to charm customers into staying longer or coming inside. If he looks familiar that's probably because his mother used him as a model for her advertisements — something that still haunts him to this day as she recycles his pictures by changing the clothing into the lasting trends. This results in many occassions where Thomas ends up face to face with his younger self, smiling and modellinig whatever wizard robe that is in fashion while going through the Daily Prophet. Being a Slytherin wasn't too much of a surprise. Most of his family had been with the odd one out every other generation. He's an overall okay student, getting good grades whenever he puts effort into it but he excels the most at Transfiguration - having fallen in love with the class and being practically obsessed with becoming an Animagus(though his skills are nearly not good enough to even make an attempt). The class he’s the worst at would be Muggle Studies, which he only took because he hated the sound of Arithmancy, Divination and Ancient Runes. While his family is pretty open-minded, Thomas has lived in ignorance of the Muggle world his whole life, never even having had any interest and not really being able to wrap his head around most concepts of Muggles.

Himself

Thomas is handsome and he knows it, that's the problem. He tries to use it to his advantage, using his charms so a professor would be more lenient with him, or a student who would help him out with his homework (if not do it for him completely). He's easily disinterested and if something even doesn't peak any curiousity from him, it's like it doesn't exist. He has a hard time being interested in things that don't pertain to him or benefit him in some way. He's quick making judgements on people and/or situations, and slow to admit when he's wrong. (will probably be elaborated) PLOTS No AU plotting for now as I want to focus on him in the rp canon. I'm always open to tweak plots to make it fit your muse, to add elements, or if you like one element and want to do something else with it, that's cool too; if you have any ideas hmu.

01 Pre-established relationships

Rivals open: basic I couldn't stand you since I first laid eyes on you plot. It can be changed up of course if you're looking for something more specific for your muse: e.g. they dated in the past and now can't stand each other even though their relationship lasted one week, they were friends but the other fucked one over, etc. the sky is the limit. Older Sibling Figure Specificities: If teacher: would've had to graduate Hogwarts in 2015 or earlier, if student: currently a 7th year. open: Gladrags Wizardwear was one of Y/N's regular stops during the Hogsmeade weekends, so Y/N is very familiar with Thomas, and has some type of bond with his mother who likes to keep her friends close and her regular costumers closer and has asked Y/N to keep an eye out for Thomas ever since he enrolled into Hogwarts. Crush open: What's life without some unrequited love? Thomas has a soft spot for Y/N since year 2 and he hates it but can't deny them anything. Ex(1) open: They dated at some point while being at Hogwarts. I'm not looking for a specific type of ex so I'm open for anything that fits our muses. Ex(2) open: They dated at some point while being at Hogwarts. I'm not looking for a specific type of ex so I'm open for anything that fits our muses. (If Ex 1 is taken, I'd rather not have the same type of ex twice so please check the connections page). Unnamed open: oop

02 Past Plots

Past plots can also be moved in the current timeline (and vice versa), but since most will probably outside of school, they're set in the past. The time is also not set in stone and more of a suggestion, if you prefer to move the occurance a year or so, I'm willing to do so as long as it still fits with my muse. Salesboy Timeframe: Summer 2017 (age 18) open: Y/N happens to be in Hogsmeade for whatever reason during the summer and finds Thomas working at Gladrags Wizardwear. Both have seen each other around school but haven't ever really talked. While he isn't much of a sharer to people he barely knows, he opens up to Y/N, either during his break or while trying to sell something to Y/N. Christmas Timeframe: Winter holidays 2019 (age 20) open: Y/N is staying at Hogwarts for Christmas for whichever reason and Thomas just sneaks in and out the castle since he lives nearby in Hogsmeade. He gets out of visiting family for Christmas Eve under the guise of having to study and, taking pity on Y/N, instead invites Y/N for a homemade (read barely edible) Christmas dinner and lots of fire whiskey. unnamed open: oop Unnamed open: oop

03 Current Plots

Giant Squid Fishing open: It's the middle of the night and Y/N has almost literally dragged Thomas out of the bed to go swim in the Great Lake. Maybe they'll get the chance (or misfortune) to see the Giant Squid. Study "Buddy" open: Y/N is the best in [CLASS] and Thomas knows it so he's trying to flirt his way in.... Y/N doing his homework. Shut tf up open: Y/N has a lot on their mind and has decided to just spill their worries to Thomas, even though they've never even talked before. Thomas is about to tell them off until Y/N starts crying and now he doesn't know what to do. Salesboy 2 open: Thomas has to help his mother at her Gladrags Wizardwear shop during one of the weekends at Hogsmeade. Y/N happens to walk in or spot him Unnamed open: oop OOC Mun and muse are both of age GMT+2 DMs are preferably OOC but if we haven't spoken before please use brackets so I'm certain we're on the same page. I don't drop plots on purpose, please give me a nudge if I owe you a reply. You can just like my last reply.

[jamesjunehelen]

There’s a Best Show bit with Wurster where he alludes to a sequel titled “More Star Wars” and while I can’t remember the actual episode to see if it tracks with the prequel trilogy or just generally, it’s a joke that’s grown from some measure of condescending to prescient, especially now as we’re getting our first look at the first filmed, top-shelf story outside of the Skywalker saga and people are agog, really mostly for the cognitive dissonance of Werner Herzog playing a bad guy in the story, previously it was presumably canonical interest given director Jon Favreau would be exploring the life of Boba Fett adjacent bounty hunters. Which never really made sense given the original character was a cocktease in the first trilogy and was explained away to ash in the prequel trilogy. What was left?

Who knows? The problem is that this is one of several entertainments promised/threatened by Disney (Obi-Wan, Rian Johnson trilogy, Benioff/Weiss trilogy, and musings of a PoeFinnReyKylo continuation) who previously wavered on more stories to protect the brand (barf) and is now showing signs of deploying this IP more relentlessly than ever, and yes, along with Marvel, who just the same can’t stop announcing new filmed content even as the first progression, eh, mostly shit the bed delivering only a perfunctory conclusion by the end of the Infinity Saga.

What of it? One looks to a recent chat with Jon Favreau where he clearly workshopped this Mandalorian story into further employment with Disney, paying for however many college tuitions he’s responsible for. There was no all consuming divine bolt from a muse on high to get THIS story on screens. What the fuck does he know about bounty hunters, intergalactic or otherwise? Do we expect this to be in any way a response to the Age of Trump?

Favreau is an assassin just as much as Pedro Pascal’s so-far helmeted character, volunteering his services for one of the biggest bastards in Hollywood (Iger/Disney) and we’re supposed to put up more cash and time to participate?

Doubt it. Maybe if I can get a password. Oh, no, Disney is going after password-sharers.