#c: thorfinn

[slwagatha]

where: his house who: @thorfinnrowlex

An uncomplicated friendship and a long lasting one, Agatha really appreciated the presence of the wizard on her life. They’d known each other for a long time before anything happened between them, allowing for them to take things as they were: fun and every once in a while. Friends who got to enjoy a bit more of each other whenever they felt like wasn’t at all a bad deal, especially when things were completely out in the open and clear for both of them.

After their run in at the wedding, they had decided to meet again that week and Agatha made sure to grab a bottle of firewhisky before apparating at the front door of his house. As the door opened, the brunette was delighted to find Thorfinn’s handsome face staring back at her. “Hi love, brought some fine firewhisky and a lot to talk about!” She greeted him, leaning forward to place a soft kiss to his cheek before letting herself in.

[ggathena]

where: the wedding

who: @thorfinnrowlex

It had been weeks but she could still remember the coldness from his gaze, the heart-wrenching pressure that took over her chest as she apparated away. It had been weeks and as much as she wished the pain would go away, it never really did. She’d seen him walk by from a distance already, but had decided not to approach him, not to interact– he’d asked her to leave and she didn’t know how to come back. Athena hadn’t thought she’d end up running into him after she took a quick break from her date to powder her nose. The witch stopped right on her tracks, blue irises focusing on the man she loved, the one she’d painfully declined, her fingers coming up to touch her inner forearm, the mark that belonged to him back in sight. “Hi.” She mustered a greeting, no more words seeming to come out.

[tillyvance]

who : @thorfinnrowlex

where : the zabini wedding

Was this the intention of her return? To be paraded around as the future Rowle matriarch? It could have been worse, he was handsome at least. Matilda just had to hope that he wasn't entirely useless, she'd hoped that her parents had done some research beforehand. Nothing seemed darker than a lifetime of tedious conversation. So far, it wasn't going terrible. But still, Matilda couldn't focus on anything other than the pit of dread in her stomach, this was her first party since returning.

She just needed a touch of air, a moment of quiet, before returning to the prowling eyes. Matilda had only begun to feel her shoulders relax when she heard footsteps in the courtyard. Trying to avoid an audible groan at the sight of Thorfinn.

"Tell me that you aren't coming to fetch me for yet another conversation about our engagement. I've been paraded around that room countless times already."

[roki-roki-roll]

Happy Pride Month

Based on my favorite characters poll

[dorkphenix]

[fellow-traveller-05]

Thinking about this dynamic

[ggathena]

The pain went bone deep, as she sat there and heard all the confessions spilling from her companion's lips, Athena couldn't even be bothered to listen to them properly. She already knew what was going on beforehand, news delivered by her dear cousin which allowed her to break apart before having to face the new couple sitting in front of her. Humiliation burned in the back of her throat as she took a sip of her flask to try and wash it down. Had this been the first time she was finding out about it all, the witch would've been caught off guard, in desperate need to get away before she either committed murder or worse-- let a tear glide down her cheeks.

The only positive note of the evening was that she was too far gone to care, to the point her own madness was allowing to take pleasure in this unexpected and forceful exchange of truths between Alecto's guests. The wicked witch should definitely get her praise afterwards, yet she'd also make sure this stunt would never repeat itself again. The electric blue of her eyes was almost consumed by the darkness of her dillated pupils, both the effect of the truth potion and the heavy alcohol in her drink taking over what little saving grace was left in her. Laughter dissipated from her lips, almost as if it wasn't meant to be but it insisted on coming out, a reflection of the battle unfolding within her. "Funny thing, don't you all think?" The brunette blurted out, never one to be ashamed to speak her mind though at the moment entirely unable to stop any though from slipping her control.

"I wouldn't say I am without sin when I actually do enjoy incurring into them, but I would definitely be first to throw a stone at you all." Another dry laugh left her lips, the flask meeting them in the next motion before adding the obvious. "Both of you cheated, great way to work on your relationship, by the way." She said, nodding towards Emma and Thorfinn, then turning her head to Sethos. "And I'm sorry love, but you did know she was dating him. To me, that says you're not over her as Thorfinn may be suggesting here." A soft squeeze to his hand followed by a small smile. "No worries, we weren't heading towards anything official, because my heart belongs to the same wizard who's so keen on stomping all over it."

A pause, letting go of her date's hold and taking to her flask, emptying the contents she knew would be magically refilled in a brief moment. She knew what was coming next and while she also knew the possibility of keeping some things to herself if not asked directly, Athena was past being the well-behaved one out of the group. "We were together in every kind of public event over the last six years, Emma. Sorry, but I do not buy that you didn't know at all." The witch sentenced, annoyed by the mere idea of talking to her anymore, ready to bring the same kind of pain she was forced to endure upon the one who was once her friend. "But since you're eager to share, are you really over Sethos or did you really risk our friendship for a relationship you clearly weren't committed to?" A simple shrug of her shoulders, dismissing whatever could be said as a reply, she did not care-- or at least she wouldn't show she did.

"And you." The words seemed final, icy hues landing on her ex-boyfriend with the utmost despair, he would noticed that. More so, both resentment and wrath sparkled like flames behind her gaze as she stared at him, sending a message that would be even louder than the truth about to leak from her lips. "Needless to say at this point, but goodbye doesn't work in such a way. You said you would always be mine, you said you loved me. Oh Finn..." Intentionally using her nickname for him, Athena shook her head with visible disappointment before allowing a sly grin to form on her lips. "If you wanted goodbye, it was a easy as telling me you were screwing my best friend behind my back and I would've kicked your ass goodbye. I really did thought we were finally getting back together, though it seems you've always been a player." She wished the last sentence wouldn't have been said, but it was beyond her control, even she was way over that limit herself. A sigh and she was back to tending to her flask.

next: @sethosflint

Emma's eyebrows rode up high on her forehead when Athena accused her of betrayal. Ready to defend herself from these baseless accusations. She had always been loyal to her friends and teammates, especially to the brunette witch sitting opposite the table, considering Athena one of her best friends even if they had only been on the same team for a few years. It made no difference to her, she had finally befriended someone who cared about Quidditch as much as she did and Emma couldn't help but respect her for that. It was great, sharing their love for the game. As Athena continued, shame and embarrassment spreading through her when she finally put two and two together. Thorfinn was Athena's ex. The ex she had told Emma about, the one Val had warned her about. Memories flashing through her head, now being able to put a face to the stories shared with her. It didn't matter that she genuinely hadn't known, she felt foolish and there was nothing she disliked more than being played a fool. Not Valeria, not Alecto and not Evan had deemed it necessary to share this 'little detail' with her. All of them had known, she was sure of it. That was a conversation for another day. It was a lot to process and she was in a jumble of mixed emotions. "Athena I didn't know. It doesn't excuse anything, but I didn't know he was your ex. This is the first time I'm hearing about it." The confession spilled from her lips, she couldn't hold it back. Truth potion. That damned witch. She should've expected that setting up this dinner wasn't the only thing Alecto had planned for the evening.

Fury in her eyes as she looked over at Thorfinn, doing her best to keep her tone even and not scream at him as they were in a public setting. What they'd shared in the previous year had been good and yet it all turned rotten now. Had he been lying to her from the start? Had she been a pawn in his games with Athena? Trying to make her jealous? "Why did you even ask me to be official? Was this all a game to you?" She had to know if any of it was real. Emma had never considered herself an idiot, but she felt pretty damn close to one right now. She'd even gone and met his parents, tried to make a good impression. Emma knew she wasn't blameless in all of this, jumping into a relationship she hadn't been fully ready for because she had convinced herself that she was over Sethos, but she saw the majority of the blame on him. Athena told her they weren't able to stay away from each other for long, always finding their way back to each other. What he did when they weren't official wasn't any of her business, but confessing his love to another witch and then coming back to her and asking like nothing had happened?

Jealousy flared up inside of her when she watched the interactions between Sethos and Athena, hating how calm and unfazed he seemed to be right now. "We did." She couldn't lie even if she wanted to. "I thought I could finally close that chapter and prove to myself that I'm completely over him so I could move on." Only that hadn't worked. It had had the opposite effect, but if she wasn't asked directly she wouldn't share that fact. She was embarrassed enough already. Feeling like a fool and a homewrecker, unknowingly betraying her best friend.

@thorfinnrowlex

[emmaflint]

status: for @thorfinnrowlex

"Remember the dinner I went to with my parents last night?" Emma grimaced. "They tricked me and it was a set up. My parents are trying to set me up with Rabastan. The first time we spoke in years was at the Ministry party and it was barely a ten minute conversation." Emma rolled her eyes. She thought it would be smart to tell him right away, so she went by to visit him after practice. "His parents are in on it as well, but we have a plan." It was too soon to tell her parents about Thorfinn, or they'd shift their wedding plans and simply exchange the groom.

[dirtmunch]

Sorry to vinland saga but I like golden kamuy getter precisely cuz it's violent

[slwagatha]

where: the wedding who: @thorfinnrowlex

Everything was lovely, down to the last detail, and Agatha couldn’t help but feeling proud of herself. It had taken lot of work to put everything together and please the newly wedded couple and now that they were halfway through, the witch could finally feel at ease. She’d been taking sips here and there up till now, asking the bartender for a well deserved cocktail, turning to the side and seeing a familiar and handsome blonde wizard beside her at the bar. “Thorfinn, my love, look at you!” The brunette raised her palms to gesture to his outfit, then closing the distance to give him a quick hug. “Red does suit you. Are you enjoying yourself?”

[gideonscprewett]

Thorfinn Rowle. He was another ministry worker, one of those purebloods, the type to think they're better than others because they had some imagined superiority complex. It was ridiculous to him. "Normally people do want to tell us apart. If it's too advanced for you, I understand."

The Prewett Twins. Thorfinn didn't care for either of them. He knew that they both worked in the Ministry, like himself, but in completely different departments and rarely interacted; which he was grateful for. "I don't know if you're trying to be funny..." He paused for a moment. "Or, really do believe people care about knowing the difference between you two." Said with a straight face.

[ggathena]

where: his bedroom who: @thorfinnrowlex

The room was cloaked in shadows, illuminated only by the faint moonlight seeping through the curtains. Athena stood by the window, her slender figure silhouetted against the night sky. Her eyes, usually warm with affection, now burned with a cold intensity. The air crackled with unresolved tension as she waited for Thorfinn.

Thorfinn, the man she loved with all her heart. Thorfinn, who had shattered her trust into irreparable shards. She clenched her fists, feeling the emptiness where the tattoo on her arm once symbolized their bond. She had magically faded it away, erasing his mark from her skin—the pain of betrayal too raw to bear.

It didn't make sense, not when they'd confessed their love, not when she'd vowed herself his and he'd swore himself hers. Her fingers ran along her inner forearm, pain overcoming her at the bare thought of losing him for good. Silly, it may seem, she'd chosen to wear the black cotton dress she'd wore to their first date, as though it would erase all the terrible things that had happened in between.

Footsteps echoed down the hallway, and then the door creaked open. Thorfinn stepped into the room, his silhouette framed by the doorway. Tall and imposing, he exuded a presence that once brought her solace but now only fueled her anger.

Silence hung heavy between them, the weight of broken promises suffocating the air. Athena fought to control the storm of emotions raging within her—anger, hurt, and a profound sense of loss. The heavy eyeliner was already smudged, she'd been fighting tears ever since she'd arrived, the electric blue of her irises a high contrast with her pale skin and red eyes.

"You lied to me," she said once she found the strength, her voice trembling with suppressed emotion. "You told me you loved me while you were with her." A pause, she had been avoiding his gaze since he came into the room, unable to look at him in the eyes until now.

[tillyvance]

who : @thorfinnrowlex

where : J. Pippin's Potions

Errands, that was all Matilda seemed to be embarking upon since her return to London. Her apartment was cold, and empty, clearly neglected since her departure from London. Her pantry needed filled, her potions cupboard restocked, and her clothes mended of the frayed material.

In a bid to strike one of those tasks of her list, Tilly embarked on a trip to J.Pippin's Potions, in dire need of Wiggenweld Potion and Blemish blitzer. Eyes scanning the shelves of the store in pursuit of a quick purchase, Matilda exhaled a small puff of frustration at the man standing in her way.

"You seem to be taking your time," Matilda pointed out, her tone stern, "Do you mind if I cut in? Some people have places to be."

[hettywoodstonenumber1fan]

Okay- okay- (sort of piggybacking on that au post you made- in terms of taking inspiration) (it's a sort of "alive" au, so bear with me)

C/tw?: death(?)

Sam is 15, her parents died in a car crash. She's sent to live with her aunt Hetty.

Her first day at wood stone mansion, she runs into a few of its inhabitants (not counting her aunt):

The (essentially) librarians/historians of the mansion (as far as I believe): sassapis, pete and isaac

The permanent residents: Alberta and Trevor and susan

The security (because mansions have security right?): thorfinn, a Norwegian man whose really good friends with hetty (and also VERY in love with Susan)

And of course: the mansions usual maintenance crew: Nancy, Stuart and the crew. (Nancy and Stuart have an off/on relationship)

(I would say the mansions usual upkeep gardeners are Nigel and Baxter but I'm not sure where we stand with Niassac(?))

(there is an occasional delivery boy Hetty has nicknamed "crash" because Everytime, without fail, this poor kid ends up crashing his bike into the fountain. She feels bad for him and also never really cared to learn his name)

Hetty is also looking after her son, Thomas (who I believe would be around toddler size, purely for that sweet baby fluff)

Sam is enrolled in school, where she runs into her (now) boy friend Jay, who she brings to the mansion after school.

(I'm in love with the idea of parental/motherly Hetty)

Omg wait I really love this

[emmaflint]

status: @thorfinnrowlex

location: spain

when: saturday (after the ball)

This weekend getaway was exactly what Emma needed. Some space away from London and all the craziness going on over there. So when Thorfinn suggested disappearing for a couple of days, coupled with a private beach, there really was only one answer. So she packed her bag and met him at the portkey. The sun had been shining on them ever since they arrived and it put her in a better, more relaxed mood immediately. This was their first trip together and she was determined to be fully in the moment and not let her thoughts stray to what (or who) they left behind. Hearing Thorfinn come down to the beach she looked over at him with a smile. "The house is great. How long have you had it?"

[proficparadise]

Shota Thorfinn save me... Shota Thorfinn..

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