#YB:intro

[yarafolk]

( victoria pedretti, 24, female, she/her, merfolk ) It’s been a while since we’ve seen YARA BANKS. I hear they’re a MERFOLK and they reside in THE FORGOTTEN. Some may say they act PRETENTIOUS & INSENSITIVE, while other’s claim they are FEARLESS & DEVOTED. With that being said, their soul will always remain a little crooked. 

if you want to get to know her more, you will have to write with her. yara is very much a closed book.

wc: open to any, none that i feel necessary at this time

a little nervous to start writing again, message me if you want to get something going.

[ybkiwoo-blog]

hello hello everyone! i’m lee (18+, she/her) and i’m super excited to be here with my mega trash son, noh kiwoo! he’s a baekho third year with the power of force-field manipulation, so not terribly exciting, but it’s cool he doesn’t really want to be a hero anyway ✨ you can find his profile, background, and power pages here - i don’t have a connections page up for him because i applied hella last minute but if you’d like to plot, just hit the like button on this post and i’ll hop into your ims!! i’ll also drop some #info about kiwoo under the cut for quick reference.

so, quick intro: noh kiwoo, 22, baekho third year

he’s actually supposed to be a fourth year, but he took a break between his second and third year to go volunteer with a habitat for humanity-esque charity. so most of the people he went to classes with are in fourth year - kind of awkward but he’s rolling with it! 

majoring in architectural and urban engineering, works on campus at the mugunghwa library as a library assistant, so you’ll see him there often. for extracurriculars, he’s a member of the volleyball club

his dad has no powers, but his mother has the power of persuasion. she’s a middle school teacher and doesn’t use her abilities for anything more than getting her students to pay attention in class

his older brother (noh jihun) has the power of energy manipulation and is a hwangryong alumni - was in cheongryong through all four years and graduated with a major in civil engineering 

has the power of force-field manipulation - you can read all about it on his powers page so i won’t go into it, but basically he can generate and manipulate force-fields that serve as shields. it’s primarily a defensive power; there are some offensive applications of it but kiwoo hasn’t trained in them

used to think his power was super lame, but his brother convinced him otherwise. he and his brother were supposed to become a badass hero duo eventually BUT his brother never received an invite to join baekho - though he lied to kiwoo and pretended he did. kiwoo only found out the truth during his brother’s graduation and the reveal fucked up their relationship for a long time

(he was pissed that his brother, the most deserving, the most heroic of anyone he knows, was made to feel like he wasn’t worthy by baekho, but also hurt that his brother lied to him!! idk a lot of complicated feelings there)

anyway, when he entered hwangryong he decided to join jujak out of spite - didn’t think he would get a baekho invite and neither did he want one

but lo and behold!! got one anyway, mostly because of his powerset - ended up accepting just out of morbid curiosity or a latent desire to still be acknowledged as a hero?? he didn’t like it when he was in, though, and really put in like 0 effort for training classes, etc

was going to drop out at the end of his second year and return to jujak, but his brother whisked him away to do some volunteering and think about what it really means to be a hero and eventually kiwoo decided to stick in baekho till graduation

so he came back, and no one really knows what he was doing in that one year since he never made it public knowledge!! but he’s like. here. doing his thing. chillin. hatin’ every second of it

PERSONALITY:

kind of standoffish, comes across as arrogant, really hard for him to open up to people. honestly, leaves a bad first impression because he can be a sarcastic dick

super smart and perceptive, his observational skills are off the chart (his third eye is open), really hardworking and dedicated to getting good grades and doing well in his classes, low key competitive about this

exception: hero training. he used to be so indifferent and unenthusiastic that it pissed people off. a little (??) better about that now but not by much, just does enough to get by

not really mean-spirited though, like he’s never rude out of a desire to be malicious... it just kind of slips out because he’s so blunt and doesn’t suffer fools

keeps a cool head!! really measured and meticulous, analyzes everything, won’t act on impulse. he doesn’t really... like people who are the opposite of this. they just unsettle him and make him feel nervous

really hates fake people... can’t stand them. he’s pretty honest and upfront (for better or worse) himself, so people who lie as easily as breathing or try to put-on a different attitude or whatever really piss him off

ACTUALLY CARES ABOUT PEOPLE A LOT it’s just... hard for him to express that openly, will show his appreciation + care in different ways. hell, part of him just wants to be a hero to protect others and he doesn’t like this weird ranking system that claims some people are worthy of being ‘legit’ heroes while others aren’t like who tf decides that

anyway he’s kind of a lame nerd - he loves documentaries and reading about dumb conspiracy theories so he can make fun of them. he also loves volleyball and building things with his hands

he’s hard to get to know and only has a very small circle of friends but he’s a good boy... i promise......  

[ybseol]

what’s good, yall ? i’m jia, and i’ll be penning seol. she’s an old muse i had a while back which i fixed up for yb, and i’m very, very excited to start writing with you guys !!!

this is queued, since it’s 6am where i am, but i’ll be getting to intros and all that good stuff when i’m up. in the meantime, i’ve shoved some info about seol under the cut ♡

her pages are as follows: biography (/bi.), profile (/pr.), as well as a super bare bones plots (/pl.) i’d love to discuss a connection with you guys and your gorgeous muses, though, so don’t be shy and like this if you’re down to plot ! i also have a discord that you can ask for, if you’d like to plot there instead. 

moved to seoul from nyc a little over 6 months ago and joined hr in september of last year.

still figuring out applications for her powers because she never really had cause to use them growing up. she studied in ‘normal’ institutions all throughout elementary to high school.

a nerd who spends a good half of her time in the library studying. actual love for knowledge? a way to un-imposter syndrome? an unconscious desire to impress and make her dad proud? :shrug: 

lowkey is eyeing baekho for her second year, but her daddy issues tell her to stay in cheongryong, do well in classes and graduate and work in the public service sector. 

an open book ! if you ask, she’ll answer. 

always on the hunt for her next meal, and acts like a broke college student despite having a enormous trust fund. likes to say that she should go on a diet soon while stuffing her face. someone please call her out.

will deck u if u do aegyo, but has no problem doing it herself.. yeah........ she’s like that.

she’s got the power of water manipulation, so she says her favourite disney movie is moana but it’s actually tangled.

can’t swim despite her power. or because of her power. it’s all how u frame it baybee

mental health is.. u know, not The Greatest™, but she deals. has bipolar 2 disorder, but it’s medicated and she speaks to a therapist regularly. i’ll get more into it if it affects your muse’s relationship with seol, because this is an intro post and we aren’t gonna get too heavy lmao

yeah anyw i’d love to hear from u guys !!! super pumped 2 start writing with all of u !

[shestranged]

Bellatrix Hecate Lestrange // the devil shudders as she rises ( she’s taking aim for his throne )

She grew up wanting to break things —- toys and hearts and bones and people. Her father indulged her, quietly forming her into the woman that she is today, a weapon, a beast. Someone who finds peace in the destruction, in the chaos, in the violence. People say that she came out a little wrong - something unhinged about her persona already as a child. Those jet black eyes, waiting to devour you. Sharp teeth pulling into a Cheshire cat grin before she could even speak. As she grew older, she became more adept at hiding her… faults, slowly learning how to suppress her anger, her hatred. Instead growing colder, burning less hot ( a ticking time bomb in the making ). But then she met him. And at his side, she became so much worse. As his right hand, she tapped into unimaginable powers, but it all came at an equally unimaginable price. With him, she became less human, more vile. At his side, all she wanted to see was the streets run red with blood.

what up i’m liz, i’m twenty one and i’m here to bring u my favorite villain and chaotic badass, bellatrix lestrange !! this will be a bit long probably bc i could talk about her 5ever. most important parts to read probably are #hogwarts years, #after hogwarts and #personality stuff !!

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name: bellatrix hecate lestrange occupation: senior obliviator former house: slytherin date of birth: december 23. age: 32

BIRTH AND EARLY YEARS:

Let’s set the scene --- it’s a cold December night, right before Christmas, and the Black mansion is shaken by blood curdling screams. It’s the kind that leaves you breathless, shivers running down your spine, leaving you with the sense that something is very, very wrong. Which, Druella Black fears that it very well might be ---- because her (expected) son is four weeks early. 

The birth process is excruciatingly long and difficult for poor, poor Druella, but when the clock strikes eleven on the night before Christmas, a girl comes crashing into the world. She’s not what they expect, nor what they want, and she never cries --- instead, she just watches them with those big black eyes that always seem to be appraising something.

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Though Bellatrix’s birth was mostly an unwelcome surprise ( she came too early, and it was no secret that her parents had hoped for a boy ), she was also the first child to carry on the Black legacy, which was an honor. A necessity.

As a baby, she was small and meager. Nurses whispered about the Black baby that could barely muster a scream, that seemed so frail. Like she might break at any second. But that memory would soon fade and be replaced by a much more unpleasant one - because Bellatrix’s bones hardened, her skin thickened, her eyes grew meaner. Within a few years, any trace of that soft baby was gone, and instead, a cruel toddler took her place.

As a child, Bella was vicious. Biting, clawing, screaming and cursing were things she picked up fast, and she’d terrorize the other kids at the playground ( with an almost scary aim for her muggle born / half blood peers ). 

Once she reached the age of seven, she calmed down a bit, and instead started following her father around ( and was lovingly referred to as his ‘little shadow’ ). Eager to prove herself, she learned everything that a son of Cygnus would have learnt. She was determined to show her father that being a girl would not stop her from becoming worthy of the Black throne, to carry his name with pride. Over the years of her childhood and adolescence, Bellatrix forged herself into the golden girl, a respectable heir in the making. Desperate to wear the crown.

Under her father’s influence, uncontrollable rage was switched in for an eerie quietness, anger instead boiling right below the surface, just waiting to be unleashed. She was so eager to please, to sculpt herself into whatever he wanted, so she suppressed her emotions the best she could, even though it never felt natural. And so, the nurses whispered again, but this time, it was about her sweet, sweet smile, matched with those mean, mean eyes. ‘Doesn’t it look distorted? Like that damn Cheshire cat. Something’s not right about that girl, I’m telling you. She came out wrong’.

Behind closed doors, Cygnus also encouraged Bella’s darker side. Introduced her to the dark arts and the chaos that she would later come to love so desperately.

Most of her childhood was characterized by harsh words, strict rules and high expectations. Her family’s reputation weighed heavy on her shoulders, constantly pressuring her to excel. Luckily, she shared her parents’ ambition and values, and had no problems conforming to their rule. Which also meant that she could get away with much else. As long as she remained the golden girl, Bellatrix could run wild and free.

HOGWARTS YEARS:

Bellatrix had been duly prepped before arriving at Hogwarts. She was the first of their children to walk the halls, so it was important to both Druella and Cygnus that Bellatrix knew how to behave. Who to fraternize with. Who to avoid. Who was worthy of her time. Her parents had also made sure that she already had the appropriate friends — and play dates with other pureblood kids were a common occurrence when Bellatrix was younger.

At school, Bellatrix was popular ---- the resident cool girl. The type of girl that hardly ever objects to anything, because she is always down to have a good time. The type of girl that loves Quidditch, dirty jokes and cheap beer. The type of girl that hides her true colors, at least for a while. Until she explodes.

So Bella kept out of trouble, for the most part. There were a couple.... incidents, with muggleborns. One or two may have been turned into rats and toads ( under the guise of it being a joke --- can’t you take a joke, come on now? ). More serious things have been strictly forgotten by everyone involved. Powerful parents will do the trick. Mostly though, Bellatrix kept to her fellow Slytherins... biding her time. Waiting to strike.

She played for the Slytherin Quidditch team, as a beater, and was eventually made captain ( nothing less for a child of Cygnus, she must excel ). During her time on the team, she was notorious for her cruel playing style, her foul tricks, the constant smirk on her lips as other players fell to the ground. 

And during her sixth year, she was eventually recruited into the Death Eaters. And with them, she found a second home, quickly rising through the ranks. 

AFTER HOGWARTS:

After graduating from Hogwarts, Bellatrix took a year off from her studies. The official reason was that she needed to “find herself”. Whatever the fuck that meant. Obviously, it was a lie to hide what she was really up to. In reality, Bellatrix was at Voldemort’s side, learning leglilimency and occlumency, all the while developing her dark magic and her shitty personality.

Quickly became Voldemort’s personal attack dog, always willing to do his bidding, no questions asked.

At the age of nineteen, Bellatrix found work as an obliviator. Though the choice had ultimately been hers to make, the dark lord was always whispering in her ear, encouraging her to infiltrate the ministry. The goal was to have sleeper agents of death eaters in every department once it was time to go to war. It also helped that becoming an oblivator just made sense — fucking with the minds of muggles could already be counted as a hobby (albeit a twisted one), and she had always been good at taking things that didn’t belong to her… Memories would be no different.

Will occasionally throw pureblood galas, but isn’t too invested in them. They’re just for show, and she couldn’t care less.

Among the Death Eaters, Bellatrix is in the inner circle. She considers herself the dark lord’s right hand, and prides herself on being his most loyal servant.

Bellatrix also has a pet snake, lovingly named Medusa. 

Today, Bellatrix works as a senior obliviator at the ministry of magic. She handles a lot of paper work, but is also out in the field a lot.

PERSONALITY:

First of all - Bellatrix is a fucking shit show and we all know this.

She is like night and day ----- and her temper switches incredibly quickly, which makes her unpredictable, a little scary. She can go from the girl her family forced her to be - the Socialite, the Sophisticated Woman, the Cool Girl, to something far more sinister in the matter of minutes.

When she’s at her worst, Bellatrix is cruel, sadistic, self righteous, impulsive, angry as hell, deranged, unstable, manipulative, a little bit unhinged, ruthless, playful, childish and absolutely lethal. It’s always brewing right below, so close to the surface, just waiting to come out.

But she’s also calculating, clever, quick on her feet, intensely passionate, fiercely loyal (until she’s... not), adaptable, intuitive and assertive. 

Bella often contradicts herself — she has grown up believing that it’s best to be cold and devoid of emotions (#thanks dad), but she’s a highly emotional person by nature. She tries to suppress that as best as she can, but she usually boils over pretty fast. Other emotions are usually translated into anger as well, so that’s fun. I think the best way to describe her is that she’s just fire, always burning hot or cold.

Voldemort’s influence on her is also really important!! His influence poisons her mind, her soul, her heart. The darkness that was already there is amplified, becomes a thousand times worse. Though already a skilled witch, he introduced her to magic she could only have dreamed of --- and that power became corruptive, addictive. For power, Bella would gladly pay the steep price of sacrificing her soul, her humanity.

Bellatrix really does think that she is in the right. 

Also probably thinks that she’s better than everyone else at all times. There’s definitively an air of arrogance surrounding her.

Mrs Lestrange thinks that she’s invincible, and likes walking a little too close to the cliff’s edge ( playing with fire ). Will occasionally drop hints that she COULD be a death eater, but never goes too far with it. And if someone suggests that she is one, she acts like that’s absolutely outrageous. How dare you imply that I am affiliated with anything... !

Okay so, I am convinced that Bellatrix doesn’t reach peak evil + instability until after Voldemort’s fall and Azkaban, so I’m really trying to tone her down a bit and give the influence of her upbringing ( + her nature ) a bigger role in the person that she becomes. Hence why she is a little better at hiding her true colors, a little more refined. : ~ ) Though, she’s still the hammer ( doesn’t have the most finesse, mostly just likes getting things done, her technique isn’t exactly intricate, but ALWAYS effective ).

Even if most people probably don’t know that she’s a death eater ( though some probably suspect lbr ), she has a very intimidating presence. That’s her brand. And she still has that Weird Aura about her, like there is something that isn’t quite right, so that could also weird people out.

STYLE / FASHION / APPEARANCE:

Bellatrix has jet black eyes and the hair to match. It falls in soft curls over her shoulders, down her back. 

Usually wears dark red lipstick.

She hides her dark mark with a concealment spell while out in public.

Dresses mostly in black. Has to wear clothes that can fit into the muggle world while at work ( since she is often out in the field, interacting with muggles ). While there, she wears a well worn leather jacket ( with shoulder pads, in true 70s style ), and wide, black pants.

Files her nails into long claws, and paints them black.

Is tall. Likes towering over people.

AESTHETICS / VIBES:

black dresses, whispered hexes, broken champagne glasses, the calm before the storm, bullets caught between teeth, a constant paradox, skin stained black and blue, a devilish grin, ‘is that wine or blood on your carpet?’, snakes wrapped around wrists, mean eyes, always running hot and cold, a cheshire cat’s smile, soft laughter as the light leaves your eyes, divine violence, a taste of the approaching revolution / the new world order, quiet desperation, family heirlooms, unwavering loyalty, sudden fits of rage, emerald lockets, double lives, ‘would you still like me with my hands around your neck?’, no conscience, silent promises, taunting you with her very last breath, the hardest of hearts, dried blood on expensive clothes and a quiet conviction that this will all make sense in the end.

CHARACTER INFLUENCES:

amy dunne ( gone girl )

katherine pierce ( tvd )

jamie moriarty ( elementary )

glory / glorificus ( btvs )

villanelle ( killing eve )

jennifer blake ( teen wolf )

klaus mikaelson ( tvd )

kilgrave ( jessica jones )

lilith ( supernatural )

drusilla ( btvs ) 

cersei lannister ( got )

helena ( orphan black )

faith lehane ( btvs )

mazikeen ( lucifer )

FAVORITE CHARACTER TROPES:

SLASHER SMILE - a smile in anticipation of pain or death // a cheshire cat grin.

THE DRAGON - a monster the hero has to get past to get at the big bad. the top enforcer.

TORTURE TECHNICIAN -  takes the heroes and turn them into screaming, shinned shambles.

LADY MACBETH - frequently more crazy than her husband, quite the sociopath, in the business of turning men towards evil.

EVIL WEARS BLACK - duh.

DISSONANT SERENITY - someone smiling gently in the middle of death and carnage, seeming almost enlightened as they slit throats left and right.

THE BERSERKER - throws herself into battle with such reckless abandon, that it seems like she wants to die. never, ever retreats.

THE BARONESS - a female baddie with a chilly disposition and more than a touch of the dominatrix about her.

WICKED CULTURED - evil is intellectual // basically an evil aristocrat.

THE CHESSMASTER - thinking three moves ahead at all times. manipulating, planning, plotting.

DADDY’S LITTLE VILLAIN - shares dark father’s ambitions and cruelty.

BERSERK BUTTON - always ready to fucking snap.

SOFT SPOKEN SADIST - occasionally. a monster who might describe just how horribly she’s going to mangle you, while speaking in a voice that’s anything but monstrous.

DARK ACTION GIRL - likes beating the hero to a bloody pulp. good at it too.

AMBITION IS EVIL - has grand plans. ends justify the means, always.

[marysmacdvnald]

        cities are built from ruins ; i think people are too. 

for, no one rarely ever told stories about the sheep in wolves clothing, no. she’d crafted herself a W O L F indeed, and she’d be prepared to d i e as such.

    name : mary reagan macdonald

    age :  twenty two 

    former house : gryffindor 

    current occupation : trainee potioneer

    affiliation / loyalty : order of the phoenix

    romantic / sexual orientation : bisexual / biromantic

    patrounus : the wolf ––– the wolf is a bit of a darker and mysterious soul, with the strength of a fighter. a person with this patronus has had a lot happen in their life, and do to that they wear a mask over their emotions. they do, however, have a very big heart that is full of both passion and fire. they have a lot of emotion within them that they are willing to give, but only once they completely trust you, and since they have been made cynical over the years this can be difficult. (x) 

     moral alignment : chaotic good

Mary MacDonald had always been an odd girl, the black sheep in a sea of polite children in a world where happiness was the highest of expectations. Growing up in an isolated village in Northern Ireland, Mary struggled with the normalcy of a life she had never quite chosen. Whilst kids were seen laughing, one by one trailing after one another, Mary herself could be spotted sitting idly by. A natural observer, it had been no doubt that she’d succumbed to the teasing words that came her way. It didn’t take long for the neighbourhood children to pry open every wound in which she’d tried so hard to conceal to get a rise out of the girl. What an oddity, the towns people would come to whisper, how a girl as small as she would never cower. Instead, Mary found herself merely standing stoic, ready for the impaling harm that would come at the hands of the boys and girls alike. No elder siblings to watch over her, and parents much too occupied with their day to day life upon the farm that Mary’s last option was to merely accept it. It wasn’t until she’d turned ten that she fully understood as to why.

She’d always been small for her age, others towered over her by a foot or two to say the least. Yet, within her stature there was a might in which everyone, including herself, had never expected. The incident had taken place on a brisk winter’s eve, Mary bundled in the same jumper she’d worn the year before, as the children made their rounds. Taunts were thrown her way, words meant to maim and wound. Freak. Whilst she’d gathered her things, they’d pushed her down, and it was as if the rage she’d kept carefully stowed away within her had finally broken free. Blood pouring from her nose as she’d watched the boy’s arms snap, the shrill screams of the children echoing throughout the would be silent night. It was then that their thoughts on her had been confirmed, for they ran as fast as they could away from the monster of a girl. Isolation came after, for her and her parents alike. Banished from the only place they’d ever called home, the MacDonald family found themselves secluded. Mary wondered if her parents had finally  understood, instead there had only been whispers of witchcraft, of the devil possessing her whole. 

[ Religion tw } Religion had always been important to the MacDonald’s, so when their daughter began to possess what they could only see as a demonic spirit, it was as if all hope had been lost. Long gone were the loving gazes and affections that came from her mother and father. To them , she was an abomination, a threat to their sacred vows made with the lord himself.

Months passed by and it seemed as though every outburst the girl had made had been followed by broken glass and shattered porcelain. Yet, one fateful night had changed everything in the eyes of the girl, her world forever altered by the words and wisdom shared by Minerva McGonagall. Swept up into the magic that Hogwarts had to offer, Mary found herself enamoured by those who shared the same gift as she. Treading carefully into the shark infested waters, the girl carried herself with more confidence than she had in years prior.

Mulciber sought out to break the girl, to make it known that she would never be one of them. It had been unforgivable, unimaginable and she’d kept it close to her besmirched soul. The school had attempted to cover it up, her infirmary visit, the scars both physical and emotional that followed. Even Mary herself had been sickened to her stomach by the looks her classmates had given her, as if she were a pariah. 

There were students who sought to make you feel weak, to expose you for what you truly were. A girl filled with nothing short of dark magic, and yet one who did not belong. To them, you were nothing, you were below their purist souls. They hid behind their names, all the while you didn’t feel the need to hide at all. So every word in which they’d thrown, serpentine tongues spitting and teeth bared, she ignored. Oh how Mary loved to watch them squirm, to feel nothing but obsolete in the mind of someone they felt beneath them. Her nerve, daring at most times, had come to no surprise as her time within the Gryffindor tower had taught her.

What they’d done to her, what they’d unleashed in her, was something neither side was expecting. For, beneath her pale skin laid a monstrosity of a girl. Shedding the fear she’d once had bandaged beneath gauze and broken bones, Mary MacDonald’s magic came to fruition upon their darkened acts. She’d felt powerful when they’d only meant to make her feel inferior, she’d struck back when they had assumed she’d fade away. 

Upon graduating, Mary sought out a way to make the new world she now called home better, safer for those who followed after her. It was then that she joined the Order. Although she wasn’t known for her duelling skills, Mary possessed the dedication and drive to take a stand. 

Overly protective, there are few people in which Mary would risk her life for ––– even fewer that she would kill for. Yet, if it came down to it, there would be little hesitation. The darkness swallows her whole and she allows it to, almost as if she’s become a zealot of the cause with no moral compass. 

Mary was a chaser for the Gryffindor Quidditch team from her fourth year until her seventh. Her small stature was great for swift plays and cutting through the air quickly.

As far as aesthetics go, Mary’s would consist of the following : cold winter nights, dark waves crashing against rocks, the sound of leaves crunching beneath feet, plaid shirts wrapped around your waist, dark circles beneath eyes, dark forests and intertwining trees, wolves howling at the moon, freshly brewed tea, cauldrons and experimental potions.

Whilst at Hogwarts, Mary excelled at Potions, Ancient Runes and Defence Against the Dark Arts. Herbology and Divination were her poorest classes. She was quite studious when she wasn’t getting detention with Marlene.

[ Alcoholism tw ]  There’s a part of Mary that depends on the numbing feeling of alcohol to help her get through the day. If anything, it soothes her night terrors and helps her rest. Nights for her once consisted of sleepless hours and screaming panic, but since she’s resorted to alcohol, she’s found a certain peace.  

character parallels : jessica jones, rocket raccoon, faith lehane, faye chamberlain, gamora, rosa diaz

MCKINNON, MARLENE : HER HEART // They were hardly ever seen without one another during their years at Hogwarts. Two souls so deeply forged together that it seemed almost impossible to pry them apart. Often times mistaken as one another, the girls had a mischievous air about them that solidified them as legends throughout the Gryffindor tower. Together, it seemed as though they were infinite.  Vulnerability didn’t come easily to Mary, yet it was Marlene who consoled her after her attack, it was Marlene who’d accepted the darkness that shrouded her heart and it was Marlene who evidently abandoned her. 

OPEN CONNECTION.

OPEN CONNECTION.

[lostxbcy-blog]

“I sold my soul to a three piece...                                       and he told me I was Holy.”

Regulus Black; A Life in Fragments:

One: The children of the Noble and most Ancient House of Black are meant to strive for perfection, From womb to tomb, there is always something expected from them and they are meant to reach those expectations, no matter how, no matter the cost. 

When Walburga Black got pregnant of her second child, those expectations were written down in a long list, set in stone for this new baby to reach them, even when said baby wasn’t even properly formed: first, the baby had to be a girl. A beautiful girl with dark hair and pretty eyes. She had to be poised and sweet but ruthless and cold. She had to be posh, well mannered, charming and most of all, she had to be good wife material. In the wizarding society, connections were everything and to preserve blood status, arrange marriages were common. And Walburga wanted a daughter to continue her legacy. A daughter to become a matriarch of a new house. But when the baby came, the first thing he did was disappoint. Instead of a daughter, Walburga got another son.  

Regulus Black was born in silence, with his eyes closed and  is two months early. He was a fragile little thing, needing special care or as his parents would say, with venom in their lips, he was weak. Still, Regulus developed, under the care of the healers he became a healthy child and finally cried for the first time. In the race to perfection, he had started late and he would have to spend his whole life making up for those mistakes, even if they weren’t his fault at all. Even if they weren’t mistakes at all.

Two: [ child abuse tw, i tried to be vague but still, caution advised ] Childhood wasn’t easy. It never was for someone born in a demanding family, it never was when the mother was more governess than mother and the father was more absent than present. It was never easy when the tenderness was lacking and discipline was reinforced in ways less than ideal. And it was specially not easy when you lived in the shadow of a brother that was everything you were not. 

Sirius was the heir his parents always wanted, he was a good son, he was always a mile ahead from Regulus in the race for perfection, he was always on the lead when it came to meeting expectations. It seemed so easy for Sirius and Regulus admired him for it, instead of building resentment towards his brother, Regulus loved him unconditionally, strove to be (as his mother constantly demanded ) more like Sirius.

Regulus was a quiet child. He learned from an early age that mother liked him best when he was seen and not heard. He learned to find joy on books and solitude, in keeping to himself and playing with his imagination. There was of course, his bond with Sirius. He played with his brother and got in trouble for being loud. He made friends with Kreacher, reading him stories and having conversations in the attic about each other’s day.

He learned discipline and manners under his mother’s watch, he learned the consequence of being bad with tears in his eyes, the heavy hand of his mother and spells from his father. He learned to sit properly and what different forks were meant for. Tho he was still far from what his parents wanted of him, he was....Decent. Passable. 

In magic, he was a late bloomer. His mother feared he would turn out to be a squib so she tried to force the magic out of him. Her methods caused him to mostly get hurt but the one that worked was locking him in a closet for hours on end. His magic blasting the door open in a blaze of fire and smoke. He was seven and despite his mother being proud, he cried for hours, quietly and in his room. 

[ tw over ]

Three: Seeing Sirius leave to Hogwarts was terrifying. Being home alone scared him but there was nothing he could do about it, only wait for time to pass, try his very best to be good. And then....Came the letter. Regulus was ease dropping and he had never seen mother more angry. Gryffindor, she sneered. Sirius had landed on the wrong house and mother took that as a personal offence. Slytherin had been the house of every Black in history, being sorted somewhere else meant nothing good and it was as if Sirius, despite being always being good, had fallen from grace. 

Four: When he turned eleven, there was a strange kind of tension at home. Sirius seemed different in the wrong ways and there was an invisible weight on Regulus shoulders. He had to do better than Sirius, he had to be what Sirius wasn’t and when all his life he had been told there was something lacking, doing better seemed an impossible task. 

In his way to Hogwarts, Regulus didn’t feel nervous. He was terrified. There was an unspoken agreement or threat or something. You better not end up like Sirius.  It wasn’t optional, he had to better and better was Slytherin. So as he sat in that stool in front of everyone, hands sweaty and heart pounding fast, he kept pleading to get sorted into Slytherin. 

The Hat told him he would’ve been better suited in Hufflepuff, hard workers and reliable friends. He told Regulus he’d thrive there, find a home within the badgers easily. Slytherin was not the right fit for him but still, Regulus closed his eyes tightly and begged him to ignore that, begged him to make him a Slytherin. One minute of silence and the hat, reluctantly, called out Slytherin.

Five: His parents were proud. It was as if he had restored the family’s honour. Now all he had to do was elevate it. Become the best and brightest. Be what Sirius couldn’t be, what Sirius refused to be. So Regulus had an objective now, he worked hard in his classes to stay at the top which made it hard to make friends with others. He made it to the Quiddich team and trained harder than anyone else, got angry when his teammates didn’t do enough for them to win. He was bright and responsible, with bags under his eyes and a half smile on his lips and soon, Regulus became the good son. From being a spare, to stand on the spotlight, he was the rights to Sirius’ wrongs. Obidient, standing by his parents side, believing what they did. He knew too well what it was like to not be good enough, to feel Walburga and Orion’s disappointment heavy in the heart and it scared him to go back to that place when he had finally made them happy. Proud.

Six: Despite their difference, Regulus loved Sirius. Even as he changed, Regulus still loved and admired his older brother and while there was an undeniable distance between them, he never thought it would end up the way it did. Never in his wildest dreams did he thought Sirius would leave. Leave him. But the choice was made, the picture on the wall was burnt to the crisp, his name forever destroyed from the family tree. 

Regulus clung to the railing of the stairs, a part of him wanting to chase after Sirius, grab his arm and beg him to stay. Or....Take me with you. But he didn’t. He closed his eyes tightly and pushed the feeling away. He was not like Sirius, he wouldn’t be able to live on his own, he would never fit in a world outside of what he knew. He had tried so hard to be what his parents expected of him that if he ran, if he chased after Sirius and left everything behind....What would be left? What was Regulus without all this things he was supposed to be? 

He could have left but he was born weak.

Seven: Adapting to a wold without Sirius was easy. Loneliness had always been a friend and when he needed to talk to someone, too tired of the silence of House of Black, he could always go to the attic and found Kreacher there, with a cup of tea ready and biscuits to share. Still, the absence of Sirius was a heavy weight, it lingered on the halls and haunted every room. The ghost of the ex-son that should never be mentioned. He was there, in the back of everyone’s minds, like a buzzing energy that left the air filled with tension and anger. Sirius left a mess behind him and Regulus had to deal with the aftermath. With Walburga’s anger, with Orion’s frustration, picking up the pieces of what was supposed to be.

He was now the heir to the name Black, it was now his duty to carry the crown that was never meant to fit him. It was heavy and Regulus was not made to be king. He was too quiet, he was not very good with people, he was too kind, too soft around the edges but still, he took on the responsibility. He tried his best to glue the pieces back together, desperate to find a solution for what Sirius had done and then....Then came the whispers of a man seeking power. The gossip of an elite group. Only the best, only the most pure, only the worthy. Walburga Black, more than anything, desired status and to be above everyone. It was obvious what Regulus had to do to make her happy and yet, he didn’t want to do so. And Walburga made herself martyr, whispering about the disappointment that were her children.

So Regulus sold his soul. Signed the contract with the devil, ink on his arm to prove a loyalty that he didn’t felt. He had nowhere to go, nowhere to run. There was no one there to teach him how to get rid of the tight grip his parents had on him, no one to explain that pleasing them was wrong. When he realised what he had done, he regretted it in an instant but he willingly walked into the cage but perhaps.....He can find a way to finally be free. 

ooc: holy shit this is way longer than i intended it to be but i think i covered everything i wanted to cover lmao. but anyway...........hello my pals, my name is mj and i will be playing dear regulus, a mess of a child who has no freaking clue what he is doing with his life but who is trying his best to figure it out.  you know, your classic teen but with a whole lot more angst and an imminent war.

i’ll be doing the character sheet soon-ish if you want those curious facts but still, if y’all got any comments or questions about my son, please feel free to send them my way through tumblr or discord. if you have plot ideas, hmu as well, i am open to anything so throw your children @ me. 

[lederanged]

INTRODUCING: RODOLPHUS LESTRANGE

helllooooo, so i’m char and i’ll be bringing you this god awful man. i’m super friendly n i want literally everything so definitely hmu to plot. beware, this is very informal but it’s late and i’m a professional slacker

rod was born to two considerably elderly parents, they’d been trying for an heir for an incredibly long time so when he was born it was of the highest importance that they didn’t make any mistakes with him

his childhood consisted of harsh words and learning skill after skill and lesson after lesson in order to shape him into exactly what he needed to be

he was a quiet child, observant and he didn’t openly misbehave and yet there was always something to be punished for - they aimed to teach him discipline and disciplined he became

he inherited the lestrange good looks with his dark hair and shocking blue eyes as well as his father’s cool temperament, this was good news for them

when rabastan was born, he felt a sense of relief, believing some of the pressure would be taken from him but this wasn’t the case and thus he learned to suppress his emotions at an early age

at hogwarts he was very much a ringleader and commanded authority everywhere he went with both his name and natural air of dominance

he was well liked by teachers and never explicitly stated his views on blood purity outside of his circle even though they were heavily assumed

rodolphus always had high aspirations - within the death eaters and out - he had always aspired to be minister for magic and while it something said in jest to friends at school, it was also far from a joke

after his father’s legacy with the death eaters came to an end, the dark lord was eager to welcome rod to his troops upon hearing that he was very much his father’s son

being a death eater provided him with the power and control that he always craved and social situations were always limited in but it also tested his self-control

once he’d had a taste of this new world, it became increasingly difficult to keep his other aspirations in hand and his public image under control so he was forced to reign himself back in - he gained nothing but temporary pleasure from murder and violence, his career would leave more permanent satisfaction

so he made his way up the ranks in both the dark lord’s respect and ministry positions with careful discipline and restrained desires

his marriage to bellatrix was one of convenience and a good choice in terms of status for both of them but surprisingly it works as neither share too much affection for the other - nevertheless, he’s still not too pleased his wife is in love with someone else

for a while, an heir was a priority for him but eventually it become apparent this wouldn’t be the case and he’s slowly started to accept that he and rabastan may be the end of a long line of lestranges

while he believes heavily in blood purity, rod is only loyal to the dark lord on the surface. he sees the bigger picture, the likelihood of a leader dying is reasonably high and he sees himself at the face of the movement if that’s to be the case

the death of his father left him the head on the family and met with challenges that weren’t previously his problem, e.g. his timebomb brother which put a strain on the relationship in recent years

in the past year, he finally made his way up to senior undersecretary to the minister - only one step away from his ambition - which left him in a perfect position to cover up for his fellow death eaters and push an age

with all the added pressure and responsibilities, rod is finally beginning to crack and that’s shown mostly in moments of bloodlust

ANYWAY, thank you for coming to my very long and very delayed ted talk

character inspo: tommy shelby (peaky blinders), elijah mikaelson (tvd/to), tywin lannister (got), frank underwood (hoc), negan (twd), magneto (marvel)

character tropes: villian with good publicity, the chessmaster, aloof big brother, ‘blackmail’ is such an ugly word, cultured badass, noble male, roguish male (with rabastan), tall, dark and handsome, even evil has standards, faux affably evil

character aesthetics: black leather shoes, strong handshakes, whiskey tumblers, paperwork, reading glasses, forced smiles, uncomfortable silences, steely blue eyes, political speeches, daily prophet appearances, cold laughter, chess pieces, bloody hands, muttered incantations, rolling eyes, expensive suits

[rltaskceter]

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

[teditonks-blog]

TED TONKS. former healer, current mediwizard. chronic fixer. lover of baked goods. family man. bit of a slob. kinda tired. if there wasn’t a war, ted would be running a bakery and solving crossword puzzles all day.

PINTEREST.

PLAYLIST.

hello pals !! i’m liz and i also write bellatrix ( ted’s polar opposite™ ty ) !! thank u for coming to my ted talk ♥ it’s a bit long, but i’ve tried to highlight important bits with capital letters / bold letters and stuff so hopefully it should be easier to read!! also i won’t be offended if u don’t read everything obviously since i’ve written a mini essay about teddy : ~ ) ♥

CHARACTER INFLUENCES:

bill weasley ( very chill, that ‘ i could kill you but i definitively won’t ‘ aesthetic, likable, would die for his wife, academic overachiever ),  chidi anagonye ( kinda pretentious, likes riddles, overthinker, a little bit quiet ), terry jeffords ( family guy, probably digs yoghurt, strong and friendly, stays in his own lane ), nick burkhardt ( that ‘ i can’t believe you’ve done this ‘ vibe, moral compass pointing in the right direction most of the time, doesn’t see everything in black and white ), jackson avery ( values kindness, protective of what he loves, willing to fight for what he believes in, tired of stereotypes about his family background ), scott lang ( cheeky jokes when you least expect them, man of honor, would definitively hack a corporation and give back to the wronged workers if the opportunity presented itself ), merlin ( selflessness has no bounds, very smart, tongue in cheek humor, pokes fun at himself ), newt scamander ( can find good in anything, quiet, a little awkward, kind ), nick dunne ( there’s a line where the nice guy ends and something else begins, somehow manages to look like a teddy bear and an asshole at the same time, fiercely loyal until he’s not, pathological smiler ) and ray palmer ( smart, persistent, likes science ).

ANTHEMS:

gimme shelter - the rolling stones // bel air - the church // midnight rambler - the rolling stones // this must be the place ( naive melody ) - talking heads // close to me - the cure.

AESTHETIC / VIBE: 

mick jagger during the late 60s, a quick wink in the corridor as he walks past, hands dug deep into washed out jeans, tears burning in your eyes as someone dies in your arms, the smell of vintage books, waking up screaming, blood splatter on your neck, always carrying medical supplies ( there’s always a fight, somewhere ), the smell of freshly baked cookies, a heart beating out a hummingbird’s melody, soft eyes slowly growing colder, muggle pens behind ears, rock and roll playing from old gramophones, never getting the blood out of your favorite shirt, raised eyebrows, faded hickeys and fake smiles to make someone feel better.

QUICK STATS:

name: edward ambrose tonks nicknames: ted, tedward, teddy occupation: mediwizard former house: ravenclaw date of birth: may 7th age: twenty six +: easy going, altruistic, sharp and kind. -: phlegmatic, guarded, detached and indulgent. wand: 13′’, unicorn hair, acacia wood. patronus: a brown bear.

BACKGROUND:

Ted grew up on Valentia Island, a small muggle town on Ireland. His father was a science teacher, and his mother a mathematician and researcher. He grew up on formulas and numbers and facts and science. Anything that he could make sense of, he found comforting. Like home.

[ Alcoholism tw:// ] Money was always an issue and they could just make ends meet, never any room for luxuries. Though that didn’t stop Ted’s father from finding himself looking down the barrel of a bottle a little bit too much. That also put a strain on the family, and the economics.

His mother, Eliana Tonks ( née McNamara ), mostly worked from home. She balanced her research career in maths ( trying to get published, applying for grants, doing the occasional guest lectures at schools ) with motherhood. She had two children from a previous marriage, both older than Ted. She was a caring mother, but also somewhat unstable, prone to mental breakdowns.

Ted also spent a considerable amount of time with Eliana’s mother, Dorothy McNamara —- and some of Ted’s fondest memories are from her farm, the scent of newly baked cinnamon rolls seemingly always hanging in the air.

Also helped out at her farm a lot and took care of her animals.

[ Alcoholism tw:// ] His father, Brian Tonks, the secondary school science teacher, was mostly just very tired. For years, he constantly worked overtime, took on extra work, barely ever saw his kids or his wife. Still couldn’t quite make ends meet. So he found comfort elsewhere, whiskey numbing his feelings, his soul, his thoughts.

Ted has four SIBLINGS — two older half brothers, and two younger sisters. Pretty early on, Ted took on a lot of responsibility regarding his siblings (really wanted to help his mom out, mostly), and spent countless hours playing with his sisters, taking them out on the ferry, trying to distract them from the problems at home. Ted is great with kids so !!!! That’s that!!!!

HOGWARTS YEARS:

The LETTER arrived with a peculiar man on a rainy Monday morning. It was explained to the Tonks family that their middle son, Edward, was a wizard. Brian got a good laugh out of that one. It would take a couple of weeks ( and another few visits ) to convince him that this wasn’t a con. Brian was a man of science after all - and men like him did not believe in magic.

So Ted was shipped off to Hogwarts, and became a HATSTALL ( just for long enough that Ted was sure that the hat had changed his mind about him, send him right back to Ireland ). Stuck between Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, the hat eventually settled on Ravenclaw.

Ted was SHAMELESSLY MUGGLEBORN, from the very start. Homework was written with a pencil, instead of ink, muggle bands could be heard playing from his dorm (mostly the Rolling Stones), his mother sent him issues of national geographic and new scientist, which he read over breakfast at the Ravenclaw table. REBELLING against the wizard norms was 100% Ted’s brand.

But also fully EMBRACED WIZARD CULTURE!!!! Was that kid who always asked questions, tried everything that he could and always craved more!!!

Had a FROG for the first three years at Hogwarts ( called Toad, we love being practical ), and then got a cat instead ( called Neptune ).

During the summers, Ted was enrolled in SUMMER SCHOOL, and took muggle classes.

His FAVORITE CLASS at Hogwarts was probably arithmancy, but he also excelled in charms, herbology and transfiguration.

Attempted to join the QUIDDITCH TEAM during his third year, but didn’t make it. Continued being an avid supporter instead.

While at Hogwarts, Ted was FAIRLY POPULAR. He was always taking care of the younger kids ( even though he was never made prefect ), could be seen wearing jeans and a tshirt on his off days, was quite charming, told cheeky jokes to make people around him smile and overall just gave zero shits about what people thought of him. He was also that big, muscular dude who at first glance, you’d totally expect to be a crude jock, but then he’s not, and instead walks you to your dorm, always the perfect gentleman. Ted was lowkey just everyone’s cool older brother.

Ted was mostly interested in LEARNING. He wanted to learn about everyone around him, about magic, about their history. Also studied his ass off, and was at the top of his class. 

As a person, Ted was always KIND, a nice guy to his very core. But he was also COLD, somehow used to dulling his emotions, his senses, his heart ( he really is his father’s son, isn’t he? ). Instead focusing on other people - their hardship, their emotions, how can he help? He got used to always PUTTING HIMSELF LAST early on, already as a young child, so it was hardly any different at Hogwarts.

Definitively sneaked into the kitchen a couple times a week (and definitively found the house elf situation mortifying too, lbr).

Ted was of the conviction that if he tried hard enough - he could MAKE FRIENDS with anyone. Never met a stranger. Unfortunately that wasn’t quite the case, and he became the target of BULLIES during his first four years at the school. Ted always gave as good as he got though, quickly finding where his kindness ended - and where something darker began.

Had a pretty CAREFREE HOGWARTS EXPERIENCE, overall though? Mostly stayed in his own lane, studied a lot, went to parties, probably read every book in the library. Made a lot of friends but also some enemies. 

AFTER HOGWARTS / PERSONALITY:

Ted graduated with top marks, but had no further great ambitions beyond that. The dream was to open up a BAKERY, run it for a few years, and then move on to the next big thing.  He’s a firm believer in that there is a certain science to the perfect cake - that it takes more than a recipe. He’s also a firm believer in getting to know people, and what better way to do that than over cake, right?

Unfortunately, the war looming on the horizon pulled him in another direction. So after Hogwarts, he studied to become a healer, a work that although meaningful, never really excited him. So he worked at St Mungos for a couple of years, and did what he had always done. Stitched people up, put them back together. Completely detached from what he was doing, everything just felt like PRETEND. He perfected his bedside manner, a false smile always resting on his lips. He pretended not to notice when someone’s dark mark slipped. Everyone’s the same, to Ted, when he’s working. He doesn’t differentiate between the sinners and the saints, the good and the bad. 

After two years at St Mungos, he had a sudden change of heart, and made a swift career change. Hospital was changed in for the battle field as he became a MEDIWIZARD. 

And suddenly, he found himself in the center of the storm. Quickly patching people up, dodging spells, finding body parts. Somehow he finds himself always covered in someone’s blood. Sometimes it’s his own.

10000% uses muggle techniques out in the field too! If it works, why shouldn’t he? 

He only works in the medical field because of NECESSITY. He has no great aspirations to become a high level healer, and the job itself doesn’t draw him in. Though being in the field gets his heart racing, it’s not something he particularly enjoys and he mostly just does it because he wants to HELP. Can’t stand seeing all this mayhem, all this pain. It’s in his very nature to want to pick up the pieces, it doesn’t matter who it is. Ted grew up in an environment where he was the constant fixer of things, the glue that kept the family together, the little diplomat. That never changed.

What did change however was his DRIVE! Over the years, Ted has grown more and more DETACHED from what he does, what he sees. It’s incredibly hard to stay gentle in the society he lives in ( where a large group of people want to see him dead ), so Ted has grown more and more closed off. His heart is still made of gold, but he’s detaching himself from it. Coldness seeping into his bones, his blood. He hasn’t realized it himself, but he stopped properly caring a long time ago. He’s so tired.

LISTEN! These days, the only thing that Ted really, really cares about is his family!! Can you blame him? People want to kill him for who he is and meanwhile all he’s trying to do is save people :/// damn it :///

OKAY SO - let’s talk about THE ORDER!!! Ted helps out, when he can. But he doesn’t directly involve himself in their business, because 1) he suspects that some of his wife’s family members are death eaters, and he doesn’t want to do that to her / to have to fight his extended family. 2) Ted is definitively not a fighter - he’s the fixer, the healer, the guy you go to when you have a problem you can’t quite figure out on your own. 

Aligning himself with a side thus doesn’t feel quite right to him, since he’s out in the field, trying to remain objective, trying to help people on both sides. Not saying it isn’t a challenge, but homeboy is trying!

SO ----- Ted is a big old SOFTIE with a heart of gold. He embodies kindness down to his very core, and there usually isn’t a mean bone in his body. His name suits him well --- Ted is a teddy bear.

Ted is also incredibly TIRED. Years of working right in the middle of the war has taken its toll on him, and he’s getting fed up with all of it, tbh. Not that he’d ever say so. 

At this point though, Ted is starting to become more and more RESERVED, because as a medic, he has seen the things people do to each other, the things they are capable of. It makes him sick, and he’s growing increasingly detached from the people around him because of it.

Though guarded, Ted is pretty OUTGOING still! He just doesn’t let anyone (except for his wife!!!!) too close, anymore. Prefers to keep everyone at a distance. Ted has buried a lot of his friends and he’s getting pretty tired of that too. :/

Ted is so nice that he can be sort of INDULGENT? Lets people get away with a lot, and is overly permissive / forgiving & lenient at a great personal cost.

Also very SELF SACRIFICING. Puts EVERYONE before himself, always. It’s a problem.

Total OVERANALYZER and occasional overthinker. Typical Ravenclaw.

But also very easy going - literally the most chill guy ever. For better or for worse.

Try getting a rise out of this man!!!! You can’t!!! You could literally spit in his face and he’d just wipe it off and continue on with what he was doing. He does not give a single fuck - his skin is made of steel.

Tip: insult his wife / daughter and he might crack!!!

Can be incredibly APATHETIC!! Every now and then, the light in his eyes goes out, flickers and fades, and his usually SOFT HEART grows cold.

With that said, you wouldn’t want to be on the receiving end of Ted’s hatred. It’s very rare, but absolutely SEETHING. Ted’s a patient guy. He can wait until the moment is right to strike back, ya feel.

Ted is sort of OBSESSIVE. Especially with the idea of fixing things ---- putting things back together. It stems from his childhood ( which I talked about earlier ). He’s a problem solver, a chronic fixer, a helper. He doesn’t know any other way to be, so he physically can’t stop himself from getting involved. 

In Ted’s mind, there is ALWAYS a solution. ALWAYS. Hence why he is taking this war so hard. He can’t solve a whole war, but he’s having a hard time coming to terms with that. Unfortunately, logic and reason can’t fix this. SUCKS.

[ PTSD tw:// ] Ted is slowly developing PTSD. He is ALWAYS there for the worst parts of the war and its aftermath. He has seen so much. So the nightmares never stop - at this point, they continue when he wakes up too.

In chaotic / dangerous situations, Ted just SHUTS DOWN. Acts on auto pilot. Becomes incredibly stoic, calm, lifeless. Phlegmatic to a fault.

Currently, Ted is mostly just done. #over this war!!

OTHER STUFF:

Definitively a vegetarian!!

Favorite color is green.

LOVES cooking and is lowkey an experimental chef? Likes seeing what happens when he adds stuff together.

But leans more towards baking!!! He’s still chasing that perfect cake. There’s a chemical reaction out there, somewhere, that he WILL find. Give him time!

Very Dad!! Loves Dora SO much. Wants to change the world for her.

Quietly teaching Dora math and science at home. Also slowly introducing her to muggle history and muggle technology and muggle music. It’s important to Ted that Dora knows where she comes from. That there is nothing wrong with who she is ( who they are ).

On that note, Ted cares so much about math and science! He loves anything that just makes sense. To this day, Ted will still read science books and magazines. 

LOVES animals and is so good with them too, which he learned when he worked his grandmother’s muggle farm as a teenager !!

Would... adopt ten dogs and five cows if he could.... someone hook this man up....

Doesn’t drink alcohol... yet. Doesn’t want to turn into his dad. I may do something with that later.

Wears a lot of washed out jeans and rolling stones shirts.

[futuoteipsum]

feast your eyes on MIRANDA BURKE.  she prefers to go by MIRA, though.  she’s a TWENTY SEVEN year old witch who graduated from RAVENCLAW.  she’s NEUTRAL in this war, but only technically.  she supports the pureblood agenda and isn’t shy about it.  she is the HEIR to the burke half of BORGIN AND BURKE’S

aesthetic : silk blouses and red wine, waking up in someone else’s bed, reading a hundred year old book at three in the morning, nail scratches down your back, blood red lips, slamming doors, snide remarks, men’s shirts as night gowns, curry flavors, humorless laughs, raging fires, harsh words

GENERAL

mira was the first child of orfeo and selina burke but she certainly wasn’t supposed to be the only.  her father needed a son to carry on the family name.  the burke name goes back generation to generation and to not have a son to carry on that legacy was orfeo’s worst nightmare.  for nearly ten years, mira was raised as if she were the spare, not the heir, even though she was an only child.  she was ten before her parents accepted their fate.  

unlike most pureblood families, the burkes have a long history with ravenclaw house. a focus on the pursuit of knowledge, and the power that comes with it, is something they are well known for and is a trait that has wound its way down through the generations.  rosalyn shares that curiosity, the endless desire to learn and know more.  after all, the more one knows, the better suited one is to any situation one may find oneself in. knowledge breeds confidence, it breeds respect, and it breeds influence.  rosalyn truly believes that knowledge is power and while she enjoys the pursuit of it, what she really loves are the benefits of having it.  

school itself wasn’t synonymous with the pursuit of knowledge, though, and mira was easily bored.  there was too much time spent on basic skills she could easily have taught herself and too much catering to the lowest common denominator.  she didn’t see why she should waste her time on that when there were far more interesting things to learn and so mira never particularly excelled in her classes.  her practical skills were exceedingly good, it was simply homework she didn’t bother with.  

she never needed to come up with a life plan, her destiny was borgin and burke’s and she was quite alright with that.  she is the acquisitions end of the deal though.  the one who travels around the world seeking rare and dangerous objects.  what she is not, unless she can’t help it, is the desk clerk.  dealing with people - in a manner that is customer service approved - isn’t her strong suit and she avoids it whenever she can.  it’s not worth the never avoidable argument with the simpletons who wander into the shop.

outside of the shop, however, mira is happy to get out from behind her books to go get a drink.  or a shag.  or a fight.  or, if it’s a really good night, all three.

she’s considered joining the ranks of the death eaters more than once but her father has drilled it into her head that that would be counter-productive.  they were business people first and foremost and tying themselves to an uncertain cause would only cause trouble.  

mira is a tiny ball of anger, however, and is always on the lookout for a way to vent her frustrations on unsuspecting victims.  while she isn’t officially a death eater, she is happy to provide them support in their endeavors, offering her shop and her wares and even, on occasion, her skills.  

[ybjian]

hello darlings! i’m alex yb’s self proclaimed visual and this is my bb jian & the info is under the cut! it’s a lot but i did a crappy job with her bio so here’s an info dump -- there are also a handful of plots here & my discord is alex_#9661 ✴✴✴ est but more like jst

noh jian, 21y/o -- currently studying political science, third-year at baekho 

ok, so, family stuff...

her mother was a former miss korea and small-time actress back in the day 

her dad is a senior government official & ex hero who also went here/was part of baekho

his superpower was also shapeshifting so yea she’s his favorite child 

has a younger brother who is the bane of her existence 

but actually 

she was born lee gaeun & her mother owns a laundry in an area of seoul that used to be hella shady during the shattering but is only kinda shady nowadays

the real jian died of a genetic disease when she was a kid & mrs. noh kept it under wraps 

she assumed jian’s identity w/ the help of her new mother and basically have been running the longest con in history -- the rest of the fam doesn’t know & most of the time jian forgets too

her birth mother was not very attached to her & the noh family is kinda stinking rich so things just kinda worked out 

still hurts tho 

growing up as jian 

she was basically tutored in everything especially languages & there were always lots of expectations 

but 

her parents are actually super nice and understanding so she’s also got that...emotional stability 

her dad actually took care of her training throughout high school so she’s pretty capable

he also pushed her to be very observant and tested her all the time 

picked up english and japanese 

don’t ask her what 2+2 is, she never learned

the family just came off a political campaign so she was in the press a lot & is still trying to get back to normal 

the little things / personality 

she’s that bougie bitch who only eats hanu beef and only drinks a certain type of wine and is always ordering take out 

only takes out her anger out in the training grounds 

very much an idealist & an overachiever 

she’s actually pretty ruthless when it comes to competition 

also a bit fake 

super nice to ppl but she likes to keep tabs of whatever pissed her off

used to go home every weekend in first year so she made like no friends then 

likes to hang out in cafes and study at bars

very sporty

somewhat active in the tennis club & always pays for second round drinks at their get-togethers

the super power 

she’s a shapeshifter 

she can only shapeshift into other humans (ps. her father can shift into humanoid creatures and animals...so this was a bit of a disappointment. she’s pretty sure it’s mostly spy & sabotage work for her in the future)

there are two main ways in which her shifting works 

1. she’s seen and touched the person; this allows her to replicate the person’s genetic material and replicate them perfectly (except for personality and memories) 

2. she can shift into anyone she’s ever seen but if she, for example, never heard their voice then she wouldn’t be able to replicate it. she is able to guess tho. 

shifting is painful asf

if she’s touched a powered human then she can replicate their powers as well. however, this is not only painful and like learning to ride a bike for the first time, but she also can’t keep it up for long because her body rejects the new power big time

staying in one form for too long erases the original genetic code

so basically ur girl is disappearing 

[ybjunsu]

             hello friends,  late as heck but park junsu is here,  third year in house baekho, life force absorption,  krn language & literature major,  hot mess !  feel free to like this and i’ll reach out to plot or just hmu in ims to get smth going,  i also have discord :~)

profile / background / power

tw family issues,  alluding to abuse,  death

BACKGROUND

is from a family that specializes in villainy / assassins for hire / corrupt anybodies,  harsh environment to grow up in,  raised junsu with the intention of him following in their footsteps and demanded he grow up quick and fit the mold or die trying  /  founded ages ago on his maternal side with the basis there’s no real good in humanity,  people do more harm,  so no point in trying to maintain peace when u could just profit off destruction 

(half only care about making profits while others are more occupied with the dream of a world with perfect environmental balance) (think dc universe’s the al Ghul’s,  ra’s esp) (not that he understood it really,  just learned to keep shut eventually) (also think hxh killua to a degree haha.)

one of the first things he learns is how to kill efficiently

his father had originally graduated from house baekho and became a public hero that disappeared one day to the public’s knowledge, ppl think he died or fled (power similar to marvel’s colossus) 

but in all actuality, he got recruited by a corrupt family and fell in love w the boss man’s daughter so moved to nyc and and went by a new alias to do evil deeds and whatnot 

said parents left for a job one day and never came back,  presumed dead,  grandparents urged him to use his feelings of loss and frustration and channel it into training

then they died shortly after but made their mark on his thought process,  moved out of nyc to s.k to be taken in by an uncle from maternal family that managed to escape the mold and instead do good for the world,  runs an orphanage for special kids which he stayed at for a bit (and still visits) before enrolling into the academy

ACADEMY LIFE

a lot of issues going in... bitter and kept his distance from the other students at first,  grew up without being touched often since his powers are activated through physical contact and his family hated the idea of being brought face to face with weaknesses,  left a mark on his psyche & was pretty unapproachable at first or rather,  struggled to reach out

basically.  believed he really was meant to be a villain,  thought it’d be easier to just give into and continue what was expected of him as a member of his family.............. until he had a wake up call over the span of a new months and realized .  this isnt him, he doesnt have to be like this anymore,  his family is gone etc etc etc  just took him a while to actually accept that

reformed himself over the first year once he realized change is inevitable and it needs to happen, started making strides to go beyond just being work-oriented since he’d more or less fixated on training above all  --  while it was a simple change in state of mind,  he returns from the first summer changed and lighter

has grown since to present himself as fairly more optimistic at least on the outside because a smile sells ,  active (ish) in the school community and within his studies but still maintains a distance between his peers,  can come off as serious depending on situation / mood

manages to make his way into baekho, which part of him questions if it’s somehow b/c of his father (as an alumni) though self doubts b/c he doesn’t believe in himself / his powers, but has now settled into the role,  part of him still craves power while he attempts to channel it all into training and his end goal of being a proper hero 

while ppl know who his father is,  they dont know what happened to Him nor who his mother(/maternal family) is and junsu likes to keep it that way,  does not answer questions about how he seemingly just appeared one day as the mystery son, wants ppl to associate him more w his uncle (those higher up prob know the truth since there’s always been rumours about what happened to him / ppl that intimately knew his father prob were involved w his fallout towards the darker side)

started wearing gloves at all times to protect others (and himself) (think xmen rogue) around when he first enrolled after an incident 

basically wants 2 be more like his uncle as a champion for the good and here we are (though he’s been told he’d a lot like his father, which is lolz)

POWER

life-force absorption ,  can basically drain a target’s life force / energy either till they tire out or pass out

exhausting on all parties involved

strives to control power, which can only be done through immense training and concentration,  made efforts to be able to touch people without activating his abilities though it’s a wip and he can’t do it for long..... hence the gloves

PLOT IDEAS

friends he’s made since  /  that one (1) that stayed with him through all the shit  /  fwb that use e/o as... outlets HBFJHF  /  u have similar family issues  /  he stays away from you at all costs and now you’ve got him cornered and want to know why  /  exes that have complicated history  /  he touched you once and make all efforts to stay away now  /  he’s touch starved and you’re happy to volunteer  /  knows his family somehow whether its by association, blood, rumours  /  met pre-academy and now here they are again  /  introduced thru his uncle and now both cant stop seeing e/o everywhere since  /  u’ve heard of his father & want to know what happened  /  ppl that think he’s not cut out to be a hero or in baekho  /  sexual tension....... lets go  /  anything please

[andrmdatonks-blog]

…throw roses into the abyss and say: ‘here is my thanks to the monster who didn’t succeed in swallowing me alive.’

a blade wrapped in silk, quietly humming to yourself when no one can hear it, dry wit and sarcasm, a regal attitude mixed with an ambitious dream, not tolerating nonsense, wishing for others’ wellbeing and not caring what they want apart from that, a mix of cristina yang, piper halliwell and a stuck-up snob: andromeda tonks (née black). 27. cisfemale. she/her. 

ps. if you like this post, i’ll be sending you an im about plotting! (or i’ll just make sure of what your discord name is so that we can plot on there.)

okay, so. andromeda. she DEFINITELY fit in well with the slytherins, because that woman is AMBITIOUS. like, cristina yang levels of ambitious when it comes to being the best in her field. yes, the main thing she want to do is heal people, but to do that - to do it well - she needs to be the absolute best.

was actually the perfect example of a perfect daughter for the longest time, though she didn’t necessarily agree with her family’s views. she kept her mouth shut, though. loyal down to her core, it wouldn’t have done for her to get on her family’s bad side. 

she was SUCH a good student at hogwarts like wow. she was extremely competitive and needed the highest grades to be happy. literally, she was never content until she knew for a fact that she was the best in her year, if not in the school. 

ted. ted pretty much changed everything. well, not everything. but he showed her that there was more to life than just nodding along with your family, no matter whether or not you agreed with them. it didn’t happen in a day, but she fell in love with him, and after that, realized that her loyalty deserved to be won, and that no one should take it for granted. and ted had definitely won it. 

nymphadora? you mean, the light of andromeda’s life? she had never pictured herself having children at such a young age, but nymphadora was a pleasant surprise. though she almost passed giving birth to her daughter, andromeda felt even more thankful when she finally got to hold her in her arms. then and there, she realized that she hadn’t lost her family; she had simply made a new one. 

for real, misses the grand events and such that came with being a black. is kind of stuck up, and is really intense about manners. she’s definitely the strict parent, though she’s never tried to get nymphadora to stop changing her appearance, liking her daughter’s creativity with her abilities.

doesn’t resent her family for disowning her, because to her, it made sense. she had strayed from the path they had built for her, and so, she wasn’t one of them anymore. sure, it hurt at first, and still does from time to time, but she has her own family now. DOES feel bad for other people who were thrown out of the family, though. basically, she accepts it for herself, but gets defensive for others. and honestly? she’s kind of glad she’s out of that snake pit, and that it didn’t succeed in swallowing her alive.

would kill for the people she loves and not feel guilty about it. 

is trying to stay neutral, but is finding it increasingly harder. when you heal people, it’s hard not to take a side.

hates chocolate, but has a sweet tooth nonetheless. 

was a prefect at hogwarts but asked not to be made head girl because she wanted to focus on her studies.

can play the violin.

wand: vine wood with a dragon heartstring core, 14″ and unyielding flexibility.

patronus: wild cat.

amortentia: the smell of grass after the rain, lilies of the valley and the perfume she once smelled in a muggle shop - chanel no 5.

i haven’t made pages for her yet, but i will very soon! 

[femmefatcle]

allow me to introduce luciana zabini, former slytherin, class of ‘70. currently residing in cardiff, originally from swansea. a pureblood witch who supports the death eaters. works as a freelance potioneer when she feels like it. a recent widow and expecting a son.

aesthetic: silk underwear, strawberries floating in champagne, high heels, tapping your nails on the table out of impatience, red lipstick marks, faux fur coats, five year plans, relying on no one but yourself, shining teeth, whispered sweet nothings, cello music, diamond earrings, the crashing of waves.

character parallels: amy dunne ( gone girl ), cersei lannister ( asoiaf ), circe ( greek mythology ), esme squalor ( asoue )

links: stats page, biography, pinboard.

history!

luciana is born ready for a life of nannies, of pampering and being spoiled and getting everything she wants. for the first few years of her life, that’s exactly how it goes, too. her father’s a successful businessman, having connections all over the world, his business bringing in the money the zabini’s depend on, breathe on, sleep on. her first four years are spent on silk sheets and expensive clothes, in a massive penthouse apartment overseeing swansea.

it all falls to pieces when her father’s debts catch up on him and he goes bankrupt. there’s no money left. it’s a surprise to her mother, who thought business was booming and that there was nothing to worry about, but they have to move out either way, swap their massive place for a tiny flat that just fits three people. luciana is four years old and doesn’t understand what is going on.

[ SPOUSAL ABUSE, ALCOHOLISM, CHILDABUSE TW her father starts drinking. a lot. he goes job hunting every day, at least, that’s what he says, and comes home smelling of booze and stumbling every evening. at one point, he starts drinking at home, too, having lost any sense of pride. the zabinis have been knocked from their pedestal, so there’s no room to pretend at home. when he starts drinking at home, the fights between him and luciana’s mother increase. her mother screams and her father sits still until he’s done listening and ends the fight with a smack against a cheek or something more. his anger turns to her at times, too, but not as much as it does to her mother, but it does, and that’s enough for her hate to start growing. END OF TW ]

they are kicked out of their house for the first time when she’s ten. they couldn’t make rent for the second month in a row and their landlord is done. her parents play the blaming game and luciana cries in the dry sheets at the motel they stay in now. they itch and are cold and she just wants a place to call home.

hogwarts is an escape, a place for luciana to leave behind the endless fights and the new shitty flat and to focus on something else than keeping quiet and not becoming too bored. she’s sorted in slytherin, like her mum was ( her dad went to school in italy, never even saw inside hogwarts, and perhaps that made the place even better ) and flourishes. socially, academically: suddenly luciana grows into something more than what she was before, learns how to use her disadvantages as advantages.

she mixes with the pureblood crowd like she should have done years ago, tells lies as to why she wasn’t at many events ( things like my dad travels a lot so we were never in the uk much, to be honest ) and reconciles with people she went on playdates with before everything turned to shit. she gets into the slug club, grows ambitious when she finds out she has skills, proper skills, in potions.

her ambition becomes a drive, becomes a plan: she signs up for summer internships, for ways out of the live she has been living so far. she talks to slughorn ( who likes her, even if her dad’s a failure ) and searches for opportunities, chances, anything to become successful, to do what a zabini is supposed to do.

once graduated, she starts working to earn the title of potioneer, staying in contact with slughorn and meeting members of the Most Extraordinary Society of Potioneers, making connections and impressions. she’s twenty two when she gains the title. she’s young, but not the youngest, and she’s reveling in it. she starts making potions for st mungo’s and the aurors, works freelance, and so for no one but those she wants to work with. she makes her own money, and feels on top of the world.

she marries young, too, only a few years after graduation at age 23. he’s older than she is, but a few years, merely. a family friend from her mothers’ side, who has a respectable surname, who’s respectable and rich and kind, someone who’s a better husband than her father ever was. she doesn’t love him, though, loves his money, and she married him for that only. his money allows her to move out of her parents place, allows her to start living the life she was supposed to be living all these years. she doesn’t love him, but she loves all he gives her, and it gives a sense of power, because he does seem to love her, and so she holds all the cards.

[ MURDER / DEATH TW it’s after two of being married, that dies. a potion – a poison – stops his heart, making it seem like a natural death, but he’s too young to die this soon, but no one stops to question it. she’s pregnant, and she does not want him as a father. easy as that. she doesn’t want her child to have a father, doesn’t want him to be the father — she doesn’t love him, and she won’t let her son grow up with parents who don’t love each other, like she had. she won’t allow that. she holds the cards, and she decides to stop the game and win.  END OF TW ]

he died on april 14th, this year, so it’s still pretty fucking recent! 

there’s something twisted in luciana: it’s always been there, but the moment she starts toying with the idea of poisoning her husband, it grows. she makes the poison herself and feels the most alive than she ever has, and while she tells herself that she’s doing it for her son, she knows, somewhere, it’s also because she wants power. him dying would leave her a fortune, and she needs it. 

so here we are --- luciana zabini is a fresh widow, five months pregnant and pretending to be very broken up about it. is she, though? no. she’s feeling on top of the world, really; the war doesn’t necessarily impact her, she’s severed ties with her parents, she’s expecting a child that she knows she will love, she’s fucking rich, growing more and more powerful with every day that passes.

as for her involvement with the death eaters --- i imagine she  has some ties, and i mostly see her making potions for them. i know they have snape but he’s stupid and useless and luciana is much COOLER so they now have her to ask for potions too!! she mostly does it so she has some ~connections. i mean, she doesnt really care about blood purity. she cares about power and money and herself. what other people do doesnt matter to her, as long as it doesnt affect her. 

personality, insight & tidbits.

okay, so personality-wise i havent said a lot about luce yet so let me go OFF.

socially, luce is quite charming. she can be a bit detached, but she can also be present af --- it depends on what she wants, on what kind of mood she’s in, on who she’s talking to. she likes having fun, though, but not with everyone, lmao. she’s picky, friends-wise, but she’s a good one to have, i think ( unless you expect unwavering loyalty and shit ). likes pureblood-y event stuff a lot lmao. likes good conversations, likes gossiping and talking shit. can be an asshole, tbh.

one trait that’s very defining is her self-preserving nature. luciana doesn’t care about anyone but herself ( and blaise ) when it comes down to it. i mean, she can care for people and value them and love them, but she will never consider sacrificing herself for someone thats not her or her son? she’s just very individualistic??? lmao?? 

[ ABUSE & ALCOHOLISM TW i mean, it comes from her childhood and the way she grew up. she grew up having a lot for the first few years of her life and then having absolutely fucking nothing. there was abuse in her home -- if she had one -- and alcoholism and fights and a lack of love. she learned to fend for herself at a young age, grew detached from her parents at a young age, and never really saw reason to change that. and now she has the life she was destined for, and it’;s because of her own hard work and she’s so fucking proud and not ready to get rid of that for someone else END OF TW ]

materialistic af, but really clever with money, still. i mean, the poor girl never left her, even if she wants to bury her deep, deep down. 

luce is very clever and cunning and cutthroat, which ... should be obvious.

OH BY THE WAY, she changed back to her maiden name once her husband died because she wanted her child to have the same name as her and also, she feels more for her own name than her husband’s.

loves classical music and jazz. has been taking cello lessons ever since she married and had the Money for it LMDFKJS and she loves it.

then perish meme personified

lives near cardiff in a wonderful country home that we love and stan

I DONT KNOW WHAT ELSE TO SAY BESIDES THAT SHE IS AN ICON! bYE