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perciverthoughts · 7 months ago

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The thing about Percy is, he’s really not half as perfect as he pretends to be.

“Fuck,” Penny says, wrenching open the window because she’s also not as perfect as she pretends to be, “give me that, will you?”

She snatches the freshly lit cigarette out of his hand before he can even take a puff, sucking on it desperately.

“Oi,” he protests, and she rolls her eyes but hands it back to him as she blows the lungful of smoke out the open window.

He places it between his lips, ignoring the slight oily taste from Penny’s lipgloss on it, just as desperate for the nicotine as she is.

They really shouldn’t be doing this, and there will be hell to pay if Flitwick or the heads catch them- they’re prefects after all, and he had to give Danny Maslow detention just last week for doing the very same thing- but he also doesn’t care. He needs this. Merlin, nicotine is half the reason he gets through rounds some days without committing murder or having a breakdown, and after the meeting they just had he feels close to both.

Besides, Penny’s muggle cigarettes are so much smoother than any wizarding smoking device he’s ever tried.

“Fuck,” Penny repeats, because she swears like a goddamn sailor anytime she isn’t in front of the professors or busy being a prefect, “that was brutal.”

“Yeah.” Percy agrees, because holy shit it was.

She makes a grab for the cig and he dances out of reach, knowing what most people don’t: that underneath her carefully arranged curls and polished facade Penelope Clearwater is an absolute menace.

“Get your own!”

“Who gave you that in the first place, hm?” Penny demands acerbically, but takes out her own pack all the same, along with a muggle lighter because she never quite got used to using a fire charm. “Fucking ingrate.”

“I resent that.” Percy informs her loftily.

“You should.”

He holds his nose up a second longer before he relaxes into a grin, the kind only a few people can draw out of him.

“Seriously though,” She returns to the matter at hand, done feigning her annoyance, “If I have to sit through another fucking meeting listening to Lucretia Hammond prattle on about ‘team unity’ and ‘presenting a united front’ I’m gonna be unified from azkaban when I kill her.”

Lucretia Hammond was the manically bubbly head girl, a seventh year ravenclaw whose caffeine intake could rival that of a healer working double shifts. With the rumours of the chamber of secrets floating around and the fact that half the school seemed ready to duel at a moments notice, she, along with her head boy sidekick Brodie Sangton, felt the need to remind the prefects to be good role models. Apparently, that meant doing an hour and half of team building exercises and messing up the rounds schedules so no one could patrol with their friends.

“Maybe that was her actual plan all along,” Percy muses, “unite us all in our hatred for her.”

If that was actually the motivation behind it, even Percy has to admit it was kind of brilliant. He’s pretty sure if he asked anyone right now who’d sat through that bloody seminar to help him murder Lucretia and get away with it, they’d accept- and that was saying something considering Zafrina Rosier hadn’t even pretended that dropping him during trust falls was an accident.

“I wish I could believe that,” Penny sighs, “but she’s really not that smart.”

“Penelope Clearwater,” he gasps mockingly, “how could you say something so cruel? After what we just learned about kindness and unity going hand in hand-”

He jumps out of the way before she can smack him, cackling.

“Bastard,” she grins, “you know I’m right.”

She is, is the problem. Lucretia Hammond could not be less suited to her job if she tried, and most days Percy is convinced she is trying. He has yet to figure out why Dumbledore appointed the Head Girl he did, because he’s sure there must have been a reason. There has to be, because no one in their right mind would put Lucretia Hammond in charge of anything unless they knew something about her most people don’t.

“Unfortunately, yes. Maybe if we hold a vote of no confidence we could impeach her.”

“This early in the term?” Penny blows a smoke ring, hopping up on the windowsill and kicking her legs like a child, “As first year prefects? McGonagall would say we haven’t given her a chance, and we’d be the ones with targets on our backs. Besides, something tells me Lucretia will hang herself soon enough without us needing to do anything.”

She blows another smoke ring, flicking her wand until the grey cloud twists into the shape of a jellyfish.

“Y’know, the whole point of opening the window was so that the whole room wouldn’t smell like smoke.”

Penny rolls her eyes.

“Unlike you, I know how to do a refreshment charm so I don’t really need to worry about that.”

“Damn. Low blow.”

“Boo hoo, get over it.”

“Whatever,” he huffs, stubbing out his cigarette and vanishing it, “I gotta go, I’ve got an appointment.”

“Oh, is that what you’re calling snogging your boyfriend in the library now?”

Percy blushes.

“He’s not my boyfriend.”

“No comeback for the snogging thing, huh?”

“Oliver,” he grits, “is-”

“-the love of your poor gay life, yes, we’re aware.”

“Oliver,” he repeats, purposely ignoring his best friend’s untrue insinuations, “is just a friend.”

“Right, of course,” Penny schools her face into something almost neutral, “just a friend.”

“Precisely.”

“...a friend you really want to snog senseless though. Like, you’re aware that you very much want to do that, right?”

“Oh fuck off!”

He starts towards the door and Penny cackles.

“You didn’t deny it!” She calls after his retreating back, and he offers her a two finger salute before he steps into the hallway, smoothing his robes and straightening his hair.

After all, he needs to look his best for his study session with Oliver, because he isn’t as perfect as he pretends he is and because Penny is right.

He really does want to snog Oliver Wood senseless.

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scuderiaprincely · 4 months ago

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Notes from the writer, #CHUCK. Kindly read this before going back on track. Stay out, stay out. Box, box!

BYF: PVT would be portraying dark themes such as violence, cursing, accidents, and implied death at times. The writer CHUCK, is already of age (20+) and is very busy due to his work and other personal endeavors outside of RPW—CHUCK and PVT hate private QRTs and replies, asking for their consent before doing so is necessary. PVT may or may not follow back depending on certain circumstances on his end; if you fall under the DNF criteria stated after this section, do not interact with him. Lastly, send a DM on this account or his side account for a pre-established relationship.

DNF: If you fit the basic DNF criteria, does not properly use CW and TW tags, is homophobic and transphobic; a Marcos apologist, a DDS, apolitical, not a roleplay account, a genocide and Israel supporter, and heavily tweets OOC and shitposting content.

Character kins: Charles Leclerc of Scuderia Ferrari, Max Verstappen of Red Bull, and retired driver Sebastian Vettel. The rest, however, is already a part of CHUCK’s imagination.

Inspiration: Formula One and the background of Charles Leclerc and Max Verstappen, as well as some of their career data that has been slightly adjusted. The career path had also been slightly inspired by Oliver Bearman’s junior racing career—as well as Fernando Alonso, Lewis Hamilton, and Sebastian Vettel’s rookie success. The rest, however, is already a part of CHUCK’s imagination. I’m in no way affiliated to the aforementioned league, driver, and the team Scuderia Ferrari, as well as Lee Jeno, and his respective group and company.

Disclaimers:

Please take note that the events stated in this dossier are not related to the history of Formula One itself. This states that there would be altered information by CHUCK in relation to the champions of certain years—replacing them or simply replacing that champion’s teammate for a certain year period. The media, team names, and race calendar used in this account are not owned by CHUCK, these are all owned by the FIA, Formula One teams, and Liberty Media.

Any alterations to the official race results shall only occur whenever the writer finds it necessary in accordance with the performance canonically established for PVT. The official race calendar for the 2025 season shall not be touched upon and will be closely followed—updates with his performance, press conferences, and necessary plots during the race weekends will be posted as timely as possible. CHUCK will not be plotting every single race weekend, but he will be writing for the home races for himself and Ferrari; as well any shenanigans he could think about.

CHUCK will be using Advanced Literature or Descriptive Literature in Third Person POV for all of PVT’s plots, may it be canon events or casual ones. For anyone who wishes to write with him, do drop a message in this account. Plots will not be occurring in real time, sporadic responses from the character shall be remembered as the writer is busy.

CHUCK’s written and implied father and son relationship for PVT and Marc were based on multiple sources. However, most of these came from the case studies he had read before—a typical pattern of human behavior was where he got it. Keke Rosberg and Nico Rosberg’s difference in the flags they raced for was also taken as a small part of the inspiration. Michael Schumacher and Mick Schumacher’s early relationship too was also used as a baseline for Marc and Percival before the fall out. Sophia Kumpen and Jos Verstappen were also used as an inspiration for PVT’s parents.

The names CHUCK mentioned in PVT’s NPC pre-established relationships on track were only meant to emphasize that the character’s relationships with these people vary—and are in no way related to Charles Leclerc’s relationships with the familiar names mentioned.

#scuderia ferrari #formula 1 #oc

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