#incanto:intro

[luciindcs-blog]

hey , folks !! lemme tell u , it has been a hot minute since i’ve been a part of a marauders rp and i am so sTOKED to be part of one again . i’m gonna introduce u to lucinda here , but before i do i’m just putting it out there that i’d love to plot w/ every one of u !!

[ camila mendes. 16. she/her. ] LUCINDA TALKALOT has stepped through the barrier to platform 9 ¾. the SIXTH year SLYTHERIN student is most looking forward to LEADING THE SLYTHERIN QUIDDITCH TEAM TO VICTORY IN THE UPCOMING QUIDDITCH CUP. their peers describe HER as CHARISMATIC & TEMPERAMENTAL, and has dubbed HER as THE MAGNET. LUCINDA feels CONFLICTED about the war raging outside of hogwarts plans to REMAIN NEUTRAL when the year is up.

lucinda is the only child of pureblood, and fairly wealthy, slytherin alumnis . she's had a fairly average upbringing , certainly nothing to rave about , but she has no complaints either . with her father being the strict one , and her mother being the nurturing kind , thing's have balanced themselves out , and lucinda has received most of what she needs to help her grow up somewhat successfully .

growing up lucinda was always somewhat of a happy-go-lucky girl , and would make the most of terrible situations . she'd incredibly charismatic , and has a personality that typically draws others towards her . she's quite reckless , and often priorities fun over responsibilities , but as she gets older she's definitely learning that she can't get through life that way .

up and until now , lucinda has had a pretty easy life at hogwarts , with a fairly large friend group and a bit of popularity on her side , but with the war brewing , lucinda has recently been burdened with the issue of choosing a side . she's never been particular prejudice against those who weren't purebloods ( having had a long term relationship with a half blood ) and she wishes to remain neutral & avoid any involvement , but with pressure upon her from her parents and her slytherin peers , that's proving to be quite a difficult decision to make .

the burden of this is definitely showing through in her personality , with lucinda recently becoming more temperamental and anxious , often snapping at others , mainly those close with her . 

she's not particularly clever (an insecurity of hers) and is aware of this herself, so instead at school she centres most of her energy and attention on quidditch, which she knows she excels at. she's currently a beater of the slytherin quidditch team, and is v competitive - meaning, fully expect her to kick your ass, and don't dream of mentioning a loss to her. 

she's passionate about things she enjoys & she's known to have quite a fiery temper , which often shows itself when things don't go her way . this particularly applies to quidditch , when slytherin don't win . honestly , yikes .

other hobbies of lucinda's include sneaking out , drinking , and playing tricks ( albeit most harmless ) on other witches and wizards . 

sarcasm is like a second language to her , and 9/10 she's either mocking you for her own amusement , or she'll hit you with some quick-witted humour that most won't understand.

you can usually find lucinda in the slytherin common room, simply because she finds there's less annoyances there. but she can also occasionally be spotted on the quidditch pitch throwing in a few extra practises, or sneaking off to chill by the great lake for some peace and quiet. 

[thedcgstar-blog]

             Hi! My name is Addy (she/her.) I’m a 27 year old Teacher of the Visually Impaired in the EST timezone. I don’t have any triggers, but I’m not a big fan of graphic non-con because it makes me uncomfortable. I love coffee, people-watching, dogs, and wasting time on Tumblr, & my students like to tell me that I have the lamest sense of ‘mom humor’ ever. Which, honestly, is probably true! I played Sirius a lot of years ago on forums, & recently decided I missed him, which led to applying to this group, haha. 

                              INTRODUCTIONS: SIRIUS BLACK

[ Ben Barnes. seventeen. he/him ] Sirius Orion Black has stepped through the barrier to platform 9 ¾. the SEVENTH YEAR year GRYFFINDOR student is most looking forward to PRANKING UNSUSPECTING SLYTHERINS, RUNNING WITH A WEREWOLF AT THE FULL MOON, and HANGING OUT WITH HIS BEST FRIENDS AT QUIDDITCH MATCHES. their peers describe HIM as LOYAL and RECKLESS and has dubbed HIM as the INDOMITABLE. SIRIUS feels WORRIED about the war raging outside of hogwarts plans to JOIN THE ORDER when the year is up.

                                             the story of my life

              Born to the Most Noble and Ancient House of Black to Orion and Walburga, Sirius grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. Materially, he wanted for nothing, though his family was anything but affectionate. At first, he began to act out just to get attention from his absent, uncaring parents – anything was better than the nothing he got – but as he grew closer and closer to school-age, Sirius realized that his parents really only saw him as an heir to their family values, and they would not love him if he deviated. From that moment on, Sirius went into full-blow rebellion. He drew mustaches on ancient family portraits, locked his brother Regulus in the cellar, played tricks on the house elves – and was consequently often in a great deal of trouble, and locked in his room where he could do the least amount of damage without raising questions in the magical world.

             Being raised as a Black left its mark on the sort of man Sirius became, though he would never admit it, even to himself. He is quick to cast judgement on those he deems below him, and his temper is a thing to behold – he does not erupt, like most, but goes cold and cruel in a way he inherited from his mother. In a real fight, when he’s truly angry, Sirius will remain quiet until he has the worst possible thing to say, the thing that will hurt the other person the most, and hurl it at them. Being a Black also made him a little selfish, though that is something he recognizes and works to fight against. For example, he is quick to expect others to accept his apologies, but does not often do the same. Sirius is also cunning and intelligent, and would have done well in Slytherin had he not been so determined to break away from the path his family set out before him. Sirius has never been as thankful as when the Sorting Hat put him in Gryffindor.

              That being said, SIrius IS in Gryffindor, and he is hardly only made up of negative traits. Sirius is incredibly courageous, and also a little reckless. He would put his life on the line in a second if he believed the cause was worth it, and fear would never stand in his way. Sirius is also incredibly loyal to his friends: James Potter, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew. They are the first real family he has ever known, and he’d die rather than let anything happen to them. That’s why the war outside of Hogwarts makes him so anxious; his friends are in danger, and there’s nothing he can do to prevent it.

               Sirius loves to play pranks on people (harmless ones, for the most part, unless they are in revenge for something), and loves to make people laugh. In dark times, sometimes laughter is the best way to ease tension, and he enjoys making people laugh. He also loves Quidditch, and follows the professionals religiously. (Don’t talk to him if the Canons lose!) Sirius likes to cook, when he is able to do so, though sometimes the results aren’t the best, and he believes his biggest and best accomplishment is becoming an animagus to help Remus through his transformations. It’s the first truly brave, unselfish thing he did, in his mind, and it actually helped someone.

               Sirius doesn’t like purebloods who think they’re better than everyone else simply because of their birth – he threw all of that away, and doesn’t respect anyone who thinks it’s right. Sirius also hates tea, and drinks coffee, despite all of the horrified looks he gets when others realize. He also hates Severus Snape, perhaps unfairly.

              After graduation, Sirius wants to become an Auror. He’s seen the evil in the world first hand thanks to his family, and he wants to fight it. Sirius also has a bit of a dream to be a hero, like many teenage boys, and tends to think of himself as immortal, which adds to his reckless streak.

                                          some place magical

             One of the many reasons Sirius did not get sorted into Slytherin is because he lacks ambition. He is incredibly intelligent, and when classwork interests him, he does exceptionally well. Unfortunately, the only classes that really pique his interest are Defense Against the Dark Arts, since he wants to become an Auror, and Transfiguration, because that kind of magic is awe-inspiring and eye-catching, like Sirius aspires to be. Therefore, his classes are a little less rigorous than they maybe should be. He takes DADA, Advanced Transfiguration, Divination (because that’s easy to bullshit his way through, of course), Potions, because it’s a requirement to be an Auror, and Care of Magical Creatures, because at least then he’s outside and not cooped up in a classroom.

              Sirius is on the Quidditch team and plays as a beater. He’s not as good as James, but he enjoys the opportunity to threaten Slytherins with a bat and not get punished for it. Other than that, his only other extra-curricular activity is pranking with the Marauders. He spends so much time in detention that it should likely be considered one of his extra-curriculars, too.

              Sirius’ favorite place at Hogwarts is the Forbidden Forest. He loves running as a dog with his makeshift ‘pack,’ on the nights of the full moon, and he also loves that everyone else is so afraid of it when he and his friends think they’ve mastered all of its secrets.

[itspeter-pettigrew-blog]

hey everyone! i’m ashley or ash, which ever you’d like really. and intros are the worst. i never know what to say, or how to introduce myself to a group of people. i am very excited to be part of this group. please plot with me and i’ll love you forever.

trigger warning: death, bullying,

[ justice smith. seventeen. he/him. ] PETER PETTIGREW has stepped through the barrier to platform 9 ¾. the SEVENTH year GRYFFINDOR student is most looking forward to CAUSING A LOT OF MISCHIEF. their peers describe HIM as LOYAL & CORRUPT, and has dubbed HIM as the DOUBLE CROSS. PETER feels NERVOUS about the war raging outside of hogwarts plans to JOIN THE DEATH EATERS when the year is up.

the story of my life

Mr. and Mrs. Pettigrew were put in an arranged marriage from a very young age. The reason for that is because they brought much disgrace to their family names. They were both squibs. Coming from well known families people started looking down on the Perrigrew’s. As well as his mothers parents. His grandparents suggested this marriage to have hopes that maybe just maybe they’d have a magical child together.

Peter Pettigrew was born on September 1st, 2001. He was the first born and only child of Mr. and Mrs. Pettigrew. While both of his parents wanted more children together, they didn’t want to bring any more shame to anyone. Peter was their one and only. His parents brought him up in a small village in England. Many wizarding families lived around them, including his grandparents. Though they were pretty much exiled by the community. Even though Peter was a pure blood by his lineage other pure bloods considered him to be a muggle.

Growing up in a village where nobody wanted to talk to him was very quiet. He spent a lot of time with his parents as they were the only people who would talk to him. It wasn’t very fun. When he did venture out into the town people turned their noses at them. If any of the kids would speak to him they’d always pick on him for his stutter. Peter would always clench his fists and want to hurt these kids. He wanted the kids in his village to be hurting the way he was hurting. This was by any means necessary. When he told his parents what he wanted to do they weren’t the type of people to discourage this behavior. Peter could recall the countless hours he and his parents would talk about all the villainous ways they’d take revenge on the village. Over the years each suggestion only got worse and more malicious.

By the time he was eleven his parents had this gut feeling Peter was going to be a squib. The only thing they were going to do is leave. At this point they needed to get Peter into a proper muggle school. While in the village Peter never showed any signs he had any magical abilities. This was what was going to be best for their family.

One summer morning all the owls for the children who were getting accepted were coming. Peter’s parents told him not to expect anything or get hurt when it’s found out he’s also a squib. While sitting at the table with his family at the kitchen table, an owl perched itself on the windowsill a letter between it’s beak. This was his letter. This was the most exciting moment of his life. He wasn’t a disgrace like his parents were. He was a wizard.

The people in the village easily accepted Peter into the community. Although apologizes seemed a bit fake, Peter didn’t mind. All he wanted was to be accepted. The children stopped teasing him and wanting to play games with him. It was like they forgot who his birth parents were and referred to his grandparents as his only living family. That also made Peter turn on his parents. He’d spend his nights sleeping over and either one of his grandparents house. Not even acknowledging his parents. Now he was one of the people who was looking down on his parents. Easily thinking he was better than them, because he wasn’t a squib.

For weeks this stewed his mother and father, and not in the good way. One would expect happiness, and excitement for the adventure their only son was going to have. But no. His parents were angry and resentful. They wanted to take revenge on the village and they did just that. They burnt down the entire village. Leaving it in ashes and grins on their faces as they left. While many people did get hurt or died, Peter wasn’t among them. He was in Diagon Alley getting ready for the school year. This instance was the last time Peter ever saw them.

Peter thought it was so cool that he was a hat stall. Nobody in his entire year was, and he really wanted to be sorted into Slytherin. Majority of his family belonged in that house and he wanted to belong their as well. Sadly, the hat chose Gryffindor. Again, Peter was a disgrace to his family. They all wanted him to be part of Slytherin.

His friends had no idea of the betrayal that was going to happen to them. Though they did nice things for him at school his true loyalty was to his family. And his family was bad, and Peter too.

headcanons

Time and time again, Peter attempted to make a patronus. It was one of those charms he could never master. This would always make him wonder if his stutter was getting in the way of his annunciation or if this charm was just to hard for him. Even his friends would try and help him master it. But it never got anywhere. The struggle was real. If you asked Peter what his patronus would be it would be a rat. He felt that it was the one animal he identified with most. It truly captured who he was as a person. Why else would his animagus be a rat?

Peter is asexual. 

Amortentia: freshly picked flowers, vanilla, and new parchment - to be truthful Peter isn’t sure who this scent is of. 

Wand: 9¼", Chestnut, dragon heartstring - his wand is very brittle and has a bit of a zig zag to it. 

Boggart: Lord Voldemort - it would be a lie if he didn’t admit he was scared of he who must not be named. Even though he is working for him it doesn’t make the situation more comfortable. Peter is well aware of what Voldemort can do. And that’s what scares him most.

some place magical

Peter’s life at Hogwarts is difficult. his peer’s give him a hard time with his stutter, and he doesn’t have many friends. which making new friends is a constant struggle for him.

Peter would love to play quidditch, except his flying skills aren’t nearly as good as the people around him. He’s tried out for the team multiple times as a beater, but just isn’t as skillful as he needs to be.

Peter doesn’t have a favorite subject. That is because he’s just average at them all, but he will do whatever it takes to get in the good graces of his professors. Though he doesn’t think getting good grades would really make his professors like him anymore.

When Peter isn’t with his friends you could find him in Hogsmead at the Three Broomsticks. It’s his favorite place to just think, and drink butter beer.

[x-enophilius]

hey there my dudes, ya girl kayla here and i’m coming at you with my garbage son xenophilius lovegood. i’ve played him multiple times (i think like 10 times to be exact) at like different ages and years and yeah he is like the love of my life tbh. he is just a precious flower okay? yeah but i’m 27 and pretty much a grandpa. a low key hotmess, always tired, a lover of memes and vines. but super excited to bring you guys my trash child. if you want to plot hmu, i'm down for everything tbh. under the cut you can find some stuff about this smol bea.

[ jamie campbell bower. seventeen. he/him. ] XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD has stepped through the barrier to platform 9 ¾. the SEVENTH year RAVENCLAW student is most looking forward to THE MANY ADVENTURES IN THE FORBIDDEN FOREST. their peers describe HIM as IMAGINATIVE & FOOLISH, and has dubbed HIM as the MAD HATTER. XENOPHILIUS feels UNEASY about the war raging outside of hogwarts plans to REMAIN NEUTRAL when the year is up. 

the story of my life

xenophilius grew up in a very loving household. the lovegoods were sort of the outcasts of the many pureblood families.believing in such nonsense like nargles and crumple-horned snorkacks made most people turn their heads but they had each other and that was all that mattered to them. xenophilius grew up with the knowledge of where he came from and just like his parents he had a love for everything that was nature. at young age, xeno developed a passion for writing. being a huge adventurer, he always carried around a small notebook to write down his discoveries. when asked what he wanted to do with his future some would of expected a magizoologist like his mother and father but xenophilius wanted to create something amazing, something like a paper or perhaps a magazine of all his findings and writings. xenophilius knows that creating such a thing takes time but he is wiling to take all the time in the world for this because he feels the people of the wizarding world need a better understanding of the creatures we walk among.

some place magical

Mxenophilius’ time at hogwarts was not all that great if you stood in his shoes but to him, he loved every minute of it. he was prone to bullies but he never once let them get him down. seeing the good in almost everyone, he always thought they were simply just having a bad day and never held it against them. now in his seventh year, xenophilius has a lot of work to do. when it came to his classes, exceeds expectations, but an outstanding in care for magical creatures. that being said, he is obviously in the magical creatures club and basically the president of that club. though quidditch always seemed wonderful to him, he never joined the team. xenophilius was always terrible at riding a broomstick.

[tedtcnk-blog]

e.m.t. - intro

I’m abigail but I go by either abby or gail and i go by she her pronouns. I live in edt timezone and I’m a seventeen year old junior in high school. I’m a pretty busy student seeing as i take mainly ap classes and am involved with several extracurriculars so i may not be EXTREMELY active, but im going to try my best to get to know you all and interact with everyone!! <3

&&introducing your character

[ marlon langeland. seventeen. he/him. ] EDWARD TONKS  has stepped through the barrier to platform 9 ¾. the SEVENTH  year HUFFLEPUFF  student is most looking forward to FEELING AT HOME AGAIN.. their peers describe HIM as ELEEMOSYNARY & FACETIOUS, and has dubbed HIM as the SOILED DOVE. TED  feels FORLORN  about the war raging outside of hogwarts plans to JOIN THE ORDER when the year is up.

&&aesthetic loud and echoing laughs, summer rains, late nights sitting in the dewy grass, watching fireworks light up the stars, goofing around and wrestling for fun, catching fireflies in mason jars, hair frizzing in the humid air, faces lit by lampposts and the moonlight, poofy and patterned duvets, spending all day wrapped up in the sheets, the smell of freshly cleaned clothes, sad songs played on low, tattered jeans caked with mud, sneakers with the soles falling out

&&bio

Ted Tonks, born with the full given and strictly biblical name Edward Michael Tonks, was born to a family who had three very cut and clean rules. For most of his life, at least the first eleven of them, he followed these rules without a hiccup. The first one was fairly simple; never bad mouth mom and dad, seeing as they feed and provide for you after all. The second was that everyone ate together as a family every other night, and that meant the whole family, including great-grandma and grandpa. The last was the trickiest being that it seemed to be about 100 rules in one. It, however, was the one that was the most unforgivable if broken, that being that it demanded that everyone in the family was to follow, without question, every word the bible said.

Though Ted’s family was fairly huge when you factored in cousins and such, it was mostly easy for him to follow these rules. Being the only child, he absolutely adored his parents and they somewhat adored him back. As a child he was always on his father's heels, begging to go to work with him in the summers and waiting by the front door for him to get home on school nights. The second rule, as well, was easy because he never questioned spending moments with his family and enjoying the good food that was always passed around. It was the third, however that stopped Ted in his tracks.

The way his mother was, it seemed like everything he did broke some rule. She’d snip at him for running in from the garden and dragging mud into the house, claiming that he’d broken some holy rule when really all he’d done was get a bit of dirt on the floor which was mind you, fairly easy to get up. He bit his lip and dealt with it, however.

When he turned eleven however, and it came time to go back to school, everything in his family dynamic shifted. He remembers distinctly the day when he got home from a friends house to his mother who looked like she’d never been more angry in her life. Without a word he fled to his room, not daring to pester her about what was for dinner or when his father was going to be home. Dinner time passed, and as he heard the typically clanking of forks and spoons he also heard bitter voices, speaking in hisses and whispers. Not sure what he’d done, he sat at his door, feeling guilty at every sound he heard as he picked at the dirt that was still smushed into his hands.

Eventually his mother explained to him that he had done something wicked, though refusing to explain, she allowed him to come down and eat his food which had already grown cold. The whole time he ate, he felt his father’s eyes from the living room watching every move he made and the way his mother stationed herself at the kitchen sink made her look like a hawk circling its prey. He finished and was led straight back up to his room, where his mother shoved a letter into his hand and left him to his own devices to figure it out.

During the week that led up to the date that had been so bitterly circled on the paper, Ted had been kept under the hawk eye of both his parents. They hushed him at dinner when he attempted to get answers about what the school was like and his father look down right offended when he asked when they were going to go get his supplies. On the day of departure, Ted was more than ready to leave and finally get answers on to why everything was so hush hush. He known he’d seen something about wizardry around the logo of the school’s letter, but he thought it was merely a joke or some sort of metaphor. Surely he wasn’t being sent to do magic, his mother always told him that it was evil and not real anyways.

Sure enough, only after a few minutes aboard the Hogwarts express did he really understand why his parents had been so quick to mute him and hide him away. Feeling awful, his first few months at school were awful. The kids laughed at him for not having the right supplies and wearing homemade robes that his mother had very obviously made with no care in the world.  Even after he finally was provided with the right things and fully grasped what Hogwarts was, not many seemed to even bat an eye in his direction. He learned, however, to make the laughing into background music and grew accustomed to the fact that both of the two worlds he belonged to would never fully see him as a member of their society.

&&some place magical

Ted has always adored the magical and home-y feel that hogwarts has given off. Though both parts of his life have it’s downsides, he finds hogwarts more of a home to him than his official “home” He adores the way the whole castle is detailed unlike his old shed-like house he grew up in. He was raised well off enough, but seeing as his family had a shared farming business, his parents never found it sensible to upgrade from their first home they’d ever gotten together. The house was fine, just bland. The walls were bare, the house was small, and felt more temporary than anything. It just felt like a home until they got a new one, like a halfway unpacked house.

The detail of the castle, the nooks and hidden halls and ornate paintings, all of it, captured his fascination. He never gets tired of roaming the halls, finding new places to stop for a quick moment of silence or a spot to do homework when his roomates get to loud.

&&anything else

Ted himself can be a bit opposite of his parents fuddy-duddy ways, and while this is a good thing, his childish like humor and attitude can get him into a bit of trouble at times. Its been with him since he was young. His mother was always on him for trekking mud through the house or spending too much in the yard and not inside studying. Now that he’s a bit more mature he knows better, yet his childish ways still sometimes get ahead of his conscious mind at times.

&&ted vs. tech

Ted is actually really well versed with technology and it’s ins and outs. Probably seeing as he grew up in the muggle world, he was used to always being surrounded to these devices and working with them from a young age. That and the only real way he connects with his father anymore is through their love for technology. His father, though his professional occupation is a lot more boring and repetitive, really enjoys messing with technology and figuring out how everything works. While Ted isnt THAT interested in the mechanics of it, he pretends to like it anyways. He’s more interested in the social media side of things.

That being said, Ted is a snapchat GOD and don’t you dare break your streak with him. He’s that bitch that sends streaks every HOUR to make sure none of them are broken and will give his password away to someone if he gets in trouble and has his phone taken.

He’s that person to put his phone on airplane mode as well while he reads dms. Rather be safe than sorry bc that way he can avoid whoever he wants :))))))

His twitter is also nothing but retweets from the account @garyfromteenmom

Want to see Ted go buck wild bananas? Literally play 1 second of goofy goober rock and he will be up and dancing faster than you can turn it off

[wormytail]

Name: Peter Pettigrew  Portrayed by: John Boyega  Gender/Pronouns: Cis Male / He & Him  Blood Status: Pure Blood  House: Gryffindor  Birthday: February 9th  Desired Occupation: Musician   Wand: Chestnut. Dragon Heartstring. 9 ¼. Boggart : His mother. Patronus : Unable to conjure.  Amortentia:

Cigars – His dad would always smoke them, and still does, especially when he was in a good and relaxed mood.

Parchment & Ink – These two go together and connect with his musical routes, the sheet music makes him feel at home and in a place where he’s wanted, which of course he is with his bandmates.

Sunday Roast – This was the first meal Christine made for Peter and his family, and she continued to make it each Sunday and still does. It’s something that reminds him of new beginnings.

Thoughts on the war :

Peter is the kind of person that believes in love, not war and so he is mostly neutral during the war. This doesn’t mean he doesn’t have a side that he leans more toward, he definitely hates the Death Eaters. If it came down to it, Peter would stand side by side with those fighting against them, but he’s doing his best to stay away from it. Instead he, and his band hope to warm the hearts of wizards and witches alike with their music as opposed to promoting a side of war.

Personality :

Something that can be said as we dive into the personality of Peter Pettigrew is that he wasn’t always a coward. He wasn’t always the person we know him as today. The marauders themselves wouldn’t have befriended him, or anyone if they were greeted to him in such a light. This much we all must know. There was a time in his life, where Peter believed himself to be the slightest bit brave. He like any other would play with his friends until his parents called him in, run around getting his knees dirty. He believed in himself, and even thought that one day he’d make something out of himself. Be a better person than his father was.

Growing up, Peter even found himself siding with those that were neutral. Sure, he had his views on the war but he preferred to stick with the things he found himself passionate about, that being music. He knew if it came down to it, that he would side with his friends or at least that’s what he’d convinced himself of.

Background :

To anyone that knew them, Alexander and Ella Pettigrew seemed like the perfect couple, Hogwarts sweethearts. And they were, they became engaged only weeks after they both had graduated Hogwarts and were married before the summer end. The honeymoon went smoothly too, it wasn’t until halfway through the first year of their marriage that Ella began to reveal her true colors, and motives. Deep down she was a cruel and vindictive woman, spending more nights than not abusing her husband in the harshest of ways, both mentally and physically, but no one else had suspected a thing. So, it was easy for her to get away with it, no one ever suspects the wife regardless. Unfortunately, Alexander was born a man of tradition and had no way out either as not only did he still love his wife, but he didn’t believe in divorce.

A year into their marriage, Ella became pregnant with her first child, Nirvana. She mellowed down some, and wasn’t as cruel toward her husband while she carried the child much to his pleasant surprise. Once she was born, the little girl became the light of both of their lives. They seemed genuinely happy again, that changed quickly however when Ella lost her job due to the pregnancy. She blamed Alexander and in doing so, took her hatred out on him once more. Still, around Nirvanathey came off as the two most loving parents.

A couple years down the road, she fell pregnant again, this time she wasn’t as thrilled when her second child was born. She treated him poorly, often abandoning and neglecting the poor boy while all her affection was redirected toward her beloved Nirvana. In doing so, Peter became the type to always act out. He was a real troublemaker, this led to him one-night stumbling across his parents in the middle of an argument and he watched every last second, he watched as his mother turned around and showed herself for the true monster she was. This caused Peter to lash out, barge in and hope to protect his father but he had no such luck. Peter began to be treated in the same way his father was, saved only by someone close by, a neighbor overhearing the cries of the young boy.

After the story was reported, the truth of his mother was unveiled and Alexander and Peter were freed, Nirvana eventually learned the truth. Both shocked and horrified by it all, she couldn’t even look at Ella as she was escorted out of the house and to Azkaban. A year down the road, Alexander met someone else, the loveliest lady, Christine. Everything seemed normal now, they had a loving mother figure and their father was happy. What could make the family happier? A year after Alexander had met Christine, she fell pregnant and they eventually married. However, Peter was thrilled to have another sibling, that excitement quickly left when the child was born and he quickly became the abandoned one once more, it was as if he was just there when he was acting out or making trouble. Finally, at age 11, Peter was more than thrilled and ready to start at Hogwarts.

Peter fit in right away, making plenty of friends. Within a few years, he had formed a small group of trouble maker friends, Sirius Black, James Potter and Remus Lupin.

Headcanons :

Chamomile & Lavender Tea

The night when Ella was taken into Azkaban, aurors stayed around the house for what seemed like hours and hours. Unable to sleep, Peter spent a great deal of time downstairs before being escorted by one of the aurors. They made him a mug of chamomile and lavender tea that night to help him sleep, and ever since he has been unable to sleep without a hot mug of the delectable drink.

Grandparents

Peter and his siblings never really spent time around their grandparents, as Alexander’s parents had passed away when he was quite young and Ella’s refused to speak to any of them once the incident with Azkaban happened. They blamed Peter mostly.

Azkaban

He’s only gone to visit his mother once, and that was all he needed. He waited until he was successful and happy in life to show her how much of a better person he’d become. He didn’t care that she was suffering, for he had suffered for plenty of years and still sometimes had nightmares. Fortunately, he was unable to see her face, which made it all the easier.

Scars

Most of his scars have healed, however Peter has a horrid burn on his back that no magic has been able to get rid of. He’s tried everything too, not just magic but muggle things as well.

Love

Being a neglected child, love is a tricky thing for Peter and he doesn’t tend to believe in it to an extent. He doesn’t believe it is possible to fall in love, and find a soulmate. Sure, his father found someone after his mother, but he was said to also be a perfect match to his mother.

The Three Broomsticks

 During his third year, when he was first able to venture to Hogsmeade, Peter made his way into the Three Broomsticks and befriended one of the bartenders. She helped him quite a bit, and gave him more of a positive outlook on life. He often spent summers helping out, and this is one of the many reasons why he still goes back to help her out.

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the mun !

Hello! It’s me, Zai! I was born 19 and a few lovely months ago, I use she/her pronouns and I’m playing the one and only Rabastan Lestrange! My hours are a mess and a half and I love to complain about them even though it’s my own damn fault, I’m a Capricorn with a moon in Aquarius and I live in Brazil so if any weird word comes out, just blame it on the portuguese.

the muse !

[ jannik schümann. 16. he/him. ] RABASTAN LESTRANGE has stepped through the barrier to platform 9 ¾. the SIXTH year RAVENCLAW student is most looking forward to ACTUALLY DOING WHAT HE’S THERE TO DO, STUDY. their peers describe HIM as CONFIDENT & SELF-INDULGENT, and has dubbed HIM as the FACADE. RABASTAN feels ANNOYED about the war raging outside of hogwarts plans to JOIN THE DEATH EATERS when the year is up.

here’s his full bio or just put a /about after his url if you’re on mobile 

tl;dr he’s a little shit that’s it you can close the tab

he getting selected into ravenclaw wasn’t as much of a drama as he expected it would be and not much of a surprise if you look close because has almost no ambition running through his veins, or better, he does have but tends to be too lazy to do something about it if what he wants just doesn’t come to him

growing up he was more of a mama’s boy than his father’s son, she never had the daughter she dreamed of so he was the next best thing and he’s really okay with things turning that way and really happy rodolphus is the one that usually has to deal with the pressure of being the first born

he had the whole package of tutors before Hogwarts and knows how to be a great gentleman because of that and usually is a great gentleman on a day-to-day basis because in his mind he is prince charming incarnated

he’s really vain and has to check his appearance in every mirrored surface he can find every ten seconds, but pointing that out to him it’s just asking to be hexed because he won’t ever admit that he worries about his appearance

he’s a secret dork but will definitely hex you if you ever call him that. he’s a prefect. actually enjoys studying and his favorite subject is history of magic. hates quidditch because it’s not a beautiful and gracious form of art, but does love art of dueling. he loves languages in general and has fun deciphering codes. and is in the potions club because slug’s his favorite and raba loves sucking up to teachers 

and the slug club of course, did you really thing he wouldn’t be invited???

has a cat named Gato that is very vocal but Rabastan always answers him back.

he doesn’t like the idea of being an outcast and quite quickly realized he had do adapt if he wasn’t between like minded people, he’s not 100% on board with the war thing because it might put his precious neck on the line but he doesn’t really disagree with their ideias either but in school he just pretends to be neutral about it, even a little bit against it if the situation demands

he’s actually really open to muggle technology and other kinds of advancements, he just doesn’t trust them because you know everywhere you look in their world, they have brought mass destruction and stuff 

connections !

friends, foes and everything in the middle

he’s probably engaged to someone so if anyone wants to volunteer *shrug emoji* also it would be lovely if they were both profoundly annoyed about it but instead of taking it to their parents they would just annoy each other but I’m accepting anything truly. 

someone to be his pet project on making them more presentable, bonus point if he earns the trust of the person and then offers the person as a sacrificial lamb to the up to no good slytherins because of peer pressure? idk there’s gotta be a reason because he won’t act evil just to be evil

childhood friends, childhood enemies, childhood frenemies but be warned that this category probably includes lot’s os flashback headcanons and he probably charming your character parents so he will be their favorite

class partners so he can annoy them to death

I WOULD LOVE IF ONE OF THE MUGGLEBORNS ACTUALLY FOUND HIM OUT IN ONE OF HIS ESCAPADES TO MUGGLE LONDON/CITIES AND IDK WHERE THIS GOES BUT IT’S A SECRET AND HE’S NOT ABOVE KILLING PEOPLE TO PROTECT HIMSELF SO EVERYTHING ELSE IS ALSO FAIR GAME IN HIS MIND BUT A CUTE FRIENDSHIP CAN ALSO BLOOM FROM THIS?

idk i’ll probably keep adding to this 

[fallengryffindorangel]

[ cierra ramirez. seventeen. she/her. ] MARY MACDONALD has stepped through the barrier to platform 9 ¾. the 7TH year GRYFFINDOR student is most looking forward to HANGING OUT WITH HER FRIENDS. their peers describe HER as KIND HEARTED & STUBBORN , and has dubbed HER as the FALLEN ANGEL. MARY feels WORRIED about the war raging outside of hogwarts plans to JOIN THE ORDER when the year is up.

the story of my life

nobody knows anything about mary’s birth parents or what they blood statues is so its unknown weather if she is a half blood or muggleborn

she was adopted by two muggles

she hopes to play quidditch professional one day

she can be sweet but mess with her she also can be very outspoken and put you in your place

she hates anything to do with dark arts hate it , it creeps her out

she half a girly girly and half tom boy

some place magical

she was sorted into gryffindor become the hat was fully on her head .

she plays for gryffindor quidditch as seeker.

when she isn’t out in the quidditch pitch , she likes to spend her time in the gryffindor common room .

she loves all of her classes except for Divination

[viennamacmillan]

VIENNA MACMILLAN has stepped through the barrier to platform 9 ¾. the SIXTH year HUFFLEPUFF student is most looking forward to PASSING COURSES AND GETTING TO SEVENTH YEAR. their peers describe HER as COMPASSIONATE & WHIMSICAL, and has dubbed HER as the SACCHARINE. VIENNA feels UNSTEADY about the war raging outside of hogwarts and plans to REMAIN NEUTRAL when the year is up.

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basic statistics

name: vienna laurel macmillan

age: sixteen

gender: female

nationality: british

ethnicity: english, portuguese

birthday: 13 october

sun sign: libra

residence: llysfaen, wales

alignment: true neutral

sexuality: biromantic bisexual

headcanons

prefers being called v, but doesn’t completely hate her full first name

has two siblings - an older sister and an older half-brother

her mother passed when she was around the age of six

she’s a libra which is probably the most spot-on thing for her given this: 

Libras sorted into House Hufflepuff are some of the sweetest, most charming individuals you will ever meet. They work hard at their studies compared to other Libras (most Libras would rather coast on their strengths than apply themselves to all their subjects) and are often quite successful. Physically, however, they remain unathletic and lazy - the closest they'll ever get to a Quidditch match is the spectator's box, and that only if the weather is pleasant. Anything beautiful and harmonious appeals to the Hufflepuff Libra. Since potions and alchemy require an instinctive awareness of the harmony of ingredients, Hufflepuffs who are Libras display a surprising facility in these subjects. These wizards live to help other people, and to help their friends get along with each other; nothing hurts them more than to see people in distress or bickering with each other. Feuds and wars between wizards distress them. Equally distressing is the disharmony between Muggles and magic users. Many Hufflepuff Libras become Muggle specialists, hoping to bridge the gap between magical and non-magical.

vienna’s an absolute hopeless romantic; she’s in love with love - whether it be falling in love with every person she meets, just a little bit, or every place she visits, every moment she survives

she’s never bought into the pureblood elitism that a number of her schoolmates were raised on, instead deciding to base her relationships with others on how they treat those around them

sugar and spice and everything nice? vienna doesn’t have much spice, unless you truly cross her (and even then that’s typically reserved for when you say something she doesn’t agree with about her siblings, cousin, or her closest friends)  

she’s always had a love for herbology and care of magical creatures - she just loves! nature! and animals!

not the best at transfiguration, but she does try her hardest, even if it’s not always yielding the best results 

eats more stacks of pancakes than someone her size should - plain or topped with berries and honey, it doesn’t matter one way or the other

loves bees, considered beekeeping as a hobby when she was around ten but thought against it because she just likes to watch them fly freely

she’s really just my sunshine child who wants to befriend pretty much anyone she can

really loves instagram and snapchat, and then pinterest is a close third with all of the pretty things she can find. her social media tends to all be under the same name ( honeyvee ) because she loves silly puns

she attempted to have her instagram be aesthetic but that lasted all of half a second because as much as she loves flowers and nature in general, it couldn’t compare to the people in her life she wanted to show off

her snapchat is just random pictures and videos of whatever is making her laugh or smile in that moment. it doesn’t hurt that some of the things posted are pure gold in her eyes

pinterest is filled with ideas of recipes she’d like to try out, clothes she’d love to one day wear and/or own, pretty floral tattoos as inspiration for the one she’d like to get in the future

speaking of silly puns, they are her absolute favourite things to hear, whether they’re actual puns that most people wouldn’t laugh at or the little jokes kids submit to laffy taffy

[alctocarrcw]

[carlson young. seventeen. she/her. ] ALECTO CARROW has stepped through the barrier to platform 9 ¾. the SEVENTH year SLYTHERIN student is most looking forward to BEING BACK IN THE SLYTHERIN COMMON ROOM. their peers describe HER as ADAPTABLE & RASH, and has dubbed HER as the IMPULSIVE. ALECTO feels EXCITED about the war raging outside of hogwarts plans to JOIN THE DEATH EATERS when the year is up

OOC:

Hi everyone I’m liv (20, gmt, she/her) and I’m very excited to be in this group everyone's intro’s and the discord chat have made me buzzing to get started. Anyways this is my slytherin pureblood nightmare Alecto Carrow and I hope you guys will come plot with me. I’m honestly a plot addict and up for ANYTHING! 

Fact sheet:

Full name:

ALECTO: Meaning: unceasing in anger. Latinized form of Greek Αληκτω (Alekto) which was derived from αληκτος (alektos) “unceasing”. This was the name of one of the Furies or Ερινυες (Erinyes) in Greek mythology.

CARROW: In English, the word; “Carrow”, can refer to two places. “Carrow” in Norfolk, or “Carraw” in Northumberland. The first is assumed to have its name derived from the Old English word “carr”, meaning “rock”, and a word of Celtic origin; “hoh”, meaning “spur of a hill”. While the second appears to have been named either after the plural of the Old English word “carr”, or after a mixture of a form of “carr”, and another Old English word; “raw”, meaning “row”.

House: Slytherin

Year: 7th

Blood status: Pureblood

Boggart:

When a Boggart appeared to a younger Alecto it would always take the form of her father. Now it may also take the form of something far more terrifying to her. Amycus’ dead body. She believes this is due to the impeding war now seeming not so far in the future.

Amortentia:

The smell of a bonfire lit in celebration, gasoline, the distinct smell of cigarette smoke and sandalwood.

Patronus: Tiger

The tiger is a very strong, independent patronus. They have a fierce personality to them that they show openly, and have no problem doing it. However, there is more to them than just an impression, they have parts of their past that are a bit dark, and that has caused them to grow a bit cynical. They don’t like to show their feelings to others, as they like to maintain the impression for themselves and for others that they are unbreakable. They are not fast to warm up to anyone, but once they do they will protect you with all that they have. The most common house for a tiger patronus is Slytherin. The most common signs are Gemini and Aquarius.

Zodiac sign: Gemini

Favorite color: Green and Red

Describe their aesthetic:

“Alecto is the rain on pavement after a thunderstorm, black cats crossing your path, She is tossed blonde locks, black ink dripping off white quills, and finger nails sharpened to a point, wearing tight skirts with knives hidden underneath. She is black and red lace clinging to her pale frame, she is high in heels and spirit, never flats. The copper taste of blood on your lips.”

Theme song: Kill of the night - Gin Wigmore

Background: (abuse tw)

Alecto was born 5 minutes after her brother Amycus, the Carrow twins didn’t grow up in a loving home. Their father was both physically and mentally abusive towards them both whilst their mother turned a blind eye.

Practically raised by pureblooded nannies and other hired help Alecto was given on of the best magical educations money could buy. Her parents wanting her to be far more advanced than her fellow school mates when the time came to attend a wizarding school. When it came to her and her brothers shenanigans Alecto was always the brains in the operations. 

As a young influential wizard Alecto’s mind was being constantly filled with stories of blood purity and stories of how valuable her blood was and how unethical and filthy those with muggle blood in their veins were. She was always kept sheltered locked away in an ivory tower never to encounter those who were consider to be less than her as a child.

That was until she was sent to Hogwarts and was forced into interaction with all sorts she had not yet encountered. To say the diversity of Hogwarts had opened the girls eyes would be nothing but a lie. Sorted into Slytherin house,practically before the hat had reached her blonde locks, and that wouldn’t have been a surprise to anyone who knew her. 

Amycus had always been with her, the two have never known life without the other. Except for the few minutes of peace Amycus experienced before his fiery sister was born. Alecto and Amycus are each others partners in crime. Growing up with a father and a childhood only the other could relate too made them extremely and  co dependent on one another. And it is very rare to encounter one without the other twin close behind.

Although with the dark paths the two are embarking on death is just around the corner and almost inevitable. Alecto’s alliance with the death eaters was never a choice it was something she had followed and believed in since she could remember, her father was always feeding her the dark ideology. However the girl never expected war to reaching a reality and for her and her brothers lives to be put in such danger.

Wanted connections:

Friend(s):  I’m pretty sure Alecto Carrow doesn’t have many friends due to her bright and shiny personality, but I’d love to write a relationship m/f/nb where someone is able to call her out on her shit and her not want to hex them tbh. This connection is probably Pureblood.

Victim: Someone Alecto has got her claws stuck into time after time and this person would be to afraid to come forward or their memories obliviated. Most likely a muggleborn or maybe even a half blood that she torments.

Friend with Benefits: Alecto doesn’t make friends easily and is likely to stay close to her small group of purebloods. This would be someone that is up for a little bit of fun and its never turned into anything more serious than that. (most likely male, but i’m up for female as well)

Someone Alecto is a bad influence on: She is dedicated to the cause more than anything, so she can’t understand how anyone especially those with pureblood can remain neutral in a time like this.

Ex’s: Alecto has had her fair share of one night affairs, but this would be someone who had managed to get under her skin and break down the walls around her a bit too far. Scaring her into breaking it off quickly. 

Miscellaneous (Anything else you want to add):

Pinterest here (blood tw)

[medablackarchived]

uhh i’ve been reading through all ur intros and holy shit this group is so talented i cannot handle it ?? im so hyped for opening. anywaysss hello all i’m bee ! anyways a lil about me before i start talking about my Daughter andromeda: i’m an enormous math nerd, i’ve watched the 2005 version of pride and prejudice probably about twelve times, canadian and proud, currently working a stressful af job at my city’s annual fair/exhibition so my activity won’t be super high for the next couple weeks until i leave for university, and i pretty much live solely off of oreos and perogies. aaaand i’d love to plot with each and every one of you ! anywaysss now onto andromeda

[ marilyn lima. sixteen. she/her. ] ANDROMEDA BLACK has stepped through the barrier to platform 9 ¾. the SIXTH year SLYTHERIN student is most looking forward to ASTRONOMY CLASS. their peers describe HER as SELF-RELIANT & INTROSPECTIVE, and has dubbed HER as the RECUSANT. ANDROMEDA feels WARY about the war raging outside of hogwarts & plans to REMAIN NEUTRAL when the year is up.

REC·U·SANT ( noun. ) a person who refuses to submit to an authority or to comply with a regulation.

aka just a fancy way of saying rebel !

CHILDHOOD !

andromeda & her mother have what you could call a strained relationship. from her moment of birth, druella saw everything andromeda did as an act of rebellion, whether it was a childish question asked in the wrong place at the wrong time, getting so absorbed in a book she forgot to come down for dinner, or a bit of accidental wandless magic born out of a moment of frustration. every day was a trial against andromeda, with her parents acting as the judge, jury and executioner, and over and over again she was found guilty

andromeda never meant to defy her mother, at first, but no matter how hard she tried to please druella, nothing she ever did was quite good enough. there was always some fault, whether it was a lock of hair tumbling free from its pin, a corset come unlaced, posture ruined from hunching over a book. her wrists were too bony, her lips were too thin, her skin too easily flushed.

[ ABUSE TW ] it didn’t escape andromeda’s notice that every flaw her mother criticized was one druella shared as well, and when she grew older she realized her mother’s dissatisfaction with andromeda was merely a product of her own dissatisfaction with herself. but that didn’t feed her the nights she was denied dinner for her ‘misbehaviour ’. it didn’t take back the days andromeda went unable to speak thanks to a punitivesilencio, and it didn’t grant andromeda’s wish to have a real mother who loved her [ END TW ]

did druella love her children ? who knows. maybe she did, in her own twisted way. but druella was first and foremost a business woman, and her main trade was her daughters. andromeda grew up listening to endless warnings that her mother would “never be able to find andromeda a husband if … ” and then came whichever grievance she’d chosen to focus on that day.

it cannot come as a surprise that andromeda learned to live in the shadows, away from her mother’s disapproving glare; that she learned to learned to rely on herself and herself only, that she learned to watch and observe and test the waters, to think before acting. ( of course, druella did not approve of this either, and informed andromeda that no man would want a girl who was so serious all the time.  )

her parents often dragged her and her sisters to various pureblood functions, where andromeda stood off to the side in uncomfortably starched dresses, disappearing like smoke any time someone looked like they were heading over to strike up conversation. she would explore the pureblood manors, all silent footsteps and watchful eyes, making observations on how the wizarding world’s elite lived their lives, noting separate beds in the master bedrooms and half-empty whiskey bottles in the washrooms. it seemed like everyone was only looking out for themselves in this world, trying to further their own social status and wealth.

at home, she would escape to the roof with a book, whether it was on the history of warlocks or the kind of torrid romance novel druella pretended she didn’t read, dark eyes hardly looking up as the sun sank lower in the sky, fingers blackened with ink by the time she closed her book and descended into the house to face her mother’s wrath that she missed her piano lessons.

is it strange that such a cynical girl could have such a yearning for beautiful things ? or would that merely be a side effect of cynicism, to long for something to thaw a hardened heart ? andromeda loved beautiful things, perhaps a bit too much, but she did not trust them. nothing beautiful was made to last, and if it was, it wasn’t truly beautiful. sunsets faded to darkness, books ended, lovers grew apart. but the inherent transience of beauty made andromeda crave it all the more.

HOGWARTS !

hogwarts was a breath of fresh air for andromeda, the chance to experience life outside her parents’ regime. to her inquisitive, probing nature, an ancient, magical castle full of history and secrets was paradise, let alone all the classes it housed. and the people — andromeda had never seen so many people in her lifetime. hundreds and hundreds of students filled the castle, all with their own thoughts and lives and desires. an introvert by nature, she didn’t interact, merely observed. she made best friends with the library and the constellations, sneaking out of the dorm to sit with her legs dangling over the fifty-foot drop of the astronomy tower, eyes finding her constellation, andromeda, and wondering if her fate was written in the stars; drunk on the beauty of an untamed scottish night.

the unidentifiable yearning she’d always kept tucked inside a corner of her heart ballooned until she could hardly stand it. it was a yearning to be something more than the perfect pureblood wife her mother was trying to groom her to be, a thirst to prove herself in some way she didn’t even understand yet, and it was this ambition and drive that got her sorted into slytherin.

if druella and cygnus had thought andromeda was unmanageable before hogwarts, when she wasn’t even trying to be, she was downright wild when she returned for winter break in first year. now that she knew life could be better than what she was currently living at home, she buzzed with a restless energy that alarmed her parents. andromeda may have been troublesome before, but this was bordering on dangerous. druella made the decision that andromeda would not be returning to hogwarts. [ ABUSE TW ] this sparked one of the worst fights they’d had, and culminated in a rare but unforgiving physical beating. [ END TW ]

eventually, however, druella conceded, and andromeda was allowed to return, but she was much more cautious now. she only made friends who her parents would approve of, she kept her nose clean, and at home, she played the part of the dutiful daughter. there were still small rebellions, though — a nicked pack of her father’s cigarettes smoked cross-legged on the roof, coughing into her fist so nobody would hear. as she got older, she paired the cigarettes and book with red wine, the finest she dared steal without risk of being caught. this was her escape, her small patch of beauty in an ugly world.

andromeda keeps to herself at hogwarts as much as she can. the only people she openly spends time with are those her parents approved of, and she doesn’t like most of the people her parents approve of. she threw herself into her schoolwork instead, easily landing herself a spot among the top students. she’d probably be the professors’ favourite if she could just be charming, but she’s unsociable and taciturn, and when she does speak, it’s with a sharp tongue and dry wit that makes you wonder if she’s laughing with you or laughing at you.

but she loves hogwarts, loves it with all her heart, as so many abused children do – it’s a safe haven, a place where she can at least pretend she’s free. she loves learning everything that she can ( in fact, she was very nearly sorted into ravenclaw ). her favourite place to be is the astronomy tower, and she escapes there whenever she’s feeling a bit too trapped

she was chosen to be a slytherin prefect for her year and although she thought she wouldn’t like it, she’s grown to enjoy the position. not for the power it gives her over her fellow students, but for the escape it brings. she can associate with people she would normally never talk to, and roam the castle freely past curfew. and andromeda isn’t a naturally nurturing person, but she’s found that she enjoys talking to and helping the younger years. she sees their wonder at hogwarts in their eyes, the same wonder that she felt, and has grown quite protective over quite a few of them.

she’s technically in slug club, due to her prowess in potions and her illustrious family name, although she hardly ever goes – she does not like slughorn at all, nor most of the people he’s selected to be in his little club. other than that, however, andromeda doesn’t make a habit of joining clubs or teams or anything that would involve her being forced to interact with people.

as for technology: listen as much as i love the idea of andromeda in a modern age it’s mostly just bc of the wealth of information that’s available to her ? like staying up ages watching random ass videos and falling into a black hole of wikipedia articles and having 12 languages on duolingo and a streak on khan academy. fuckn nerd ass

but social media ? not for this bitch !! i really have Tried to get her to use social media so i can do fun sc threads and such but she wont listen to me smh. u know when u meet someone cute and you’re trying to stalk them online but they either dont have any social media or it’s just like an empty acct with no posts ? shes that bitch. she’ll text people but she hates the like …. publicity of social media. doesnt trust fb at all ( and she shouldnt!! zuck shes onto u ) and probably has a snapchat someone made her get but she consistently replies like 3 days late, breaks streaks, has a snapscore of less than 1000. what a mess. shes a grandma. gets & enjoys memes but never uses them or references them. if andromeda black references a meme around u then u know she trusts u implicitly

PERSONALITY !

those who don’t know andromeda might say she’s aloof, proud, detached, all flint eyes and sharp edges. and they wouldn’t be wrong. andromeda’s habit of keeping to the shadows has carried on into her hogwarts years, and as an introvert, her solitary nature can sometimes come off as downright anti-social. she’s naturally pensive, and her pensive face just so happens to look pissed off.

she finds it hard to trust people. she’s so used to a world shaped by selfishness that she rarely meets someone she doesn’t suspect of having ulterior motives. after all, beautiful people, like beautiful things, are temporary. everyone turns ugly sooner or later ; everyone’s claws are eventually revealed.

andromeda carries an unmistakable air of wealth that, although entirely unintentional, can rub people the wrong way. she has a taste for the finer things in life — an aged wine, a silken scarf — and sees no reason why she shouldn’t enjoy them. she’s well read and well bred, and has a vocabulary and accent that can seem pretentious to some.

but those who do know andromeda, those precious, precious few, know of her vivacity, her independent streak, her love of learning, her dry humour, the dimples that appear with every mischievous smile. they know the fire she’s kept hidden in her heart for so long, and the proud, apathetic mask she slips on so easily whenever she’s hurting.

EXTRAS !

pinterest !

BIRTHDAY / ZODIAC: jan 11 / capricorn sun, aries moon

MBTI: intj

MORAL ALIGNMENT: chaotic neutral

ILVERMORNY HOUSE: thunderbird

TEMPERAMENT: melancholic

PATRONUS: raven

AMORTENTIA: dried ink, pine, petrichor, dark chocolate

AESTHETIC: rain on dark windowpanes, the heavy sweetness of red wine, ink-stained fingers, greyish purple of dawn, cold bones, fastening the clasp of a silver necklace. dark curls escaping from pins, starched white shirts under wool coats, cold coffee dregs and burnt out matches from a guilty cigarette. fog over the scottish moor, the soft tick of a grandfather clock, stars peeking through an overcast sky, the stark echo of a single violin. the pages of a book turning in a library past midnight. holy places long since abandoned, the simmering wildness of a bird caged, and the ancient ache for freedom. a tempest barely contained within a girl.

[emmclinesarchived-blog]

EMMELINE VANCE has stepped through the barrier to platform 9 ¾. the SEVENTH year SLYTHERIN student is most looking forward to COMPLETING HER N.E.W.T.S. their peers describe HER as ASSIDUOUS & MELANCHOLIC, and has dubbed HER as the BOOKWORM. EMMELINE feels CONFLICTED about the war raging outside of hogwarts plans to JOIN THE ORDER when the year is up.

basics

NAME: emmeline asteria vance.

AGE: seventeen. 

GENDER: female. 

NATIONALITY: british.

BIRTHDAY: 24 december. 

SUN SIGN: capricorn. 

RESIDENCE: london, england. 

ALIGNMENT: true neutral. 

SEXUALITY: panromantic demisexual.

physical traits

EYE COLOUR: green.

HAIR COLOUR: brown.

HEIGHT: 5’5 

BODY BUILD: slender

TATTOOS + PIERCINGS: none; ears.

NOTABLE PHYSICAL TRAITS: tbd

relationships

PARENTS: oliver and rosalyn vance. 

SIBLINGS: none. 

SIGNIFICANT OTHER: none.

CHILDREN: none.

magical

AMORTENTIA: the sea, burning wood, old paper, freshly ground coffee, vanilla, smoke after blown out candles. 

BOGGART: being buried alive;  claustrophobia. 

PATRONUS: dragon.

WAND: kaya, eleven and three-quarter inches, mermaid hair, unicorn heartstring, and chimera scale fragment, unyielding.

aesthetic associations

piano notes softly filling an empty room, storms raging outside while you sit in the safety of your home, books towering so high you can’t see over them, hot tea in a chipped mug, four cups of coffee in the morning just to feel like you’re really there, freshly baked red velvet cake cooling on the counter, the faintest whiff of whisky lingering in the air after an especially trying night, unfinished knitting projects lying lazily over chair arms by the fireplace

some magical place

Emmeline’s life at Hogwarts is very structured. Once she settles into her routine each year, you’re hard pressed to find a way to alter it. Her studies are and always have been her top priority, to the point where she would frequently miss Quidditch matches and parties in her younger years. Since then, however, Emmeline has found herself playing the sport rather than spectating. She fancies herself a capable Seeker, and seems to do well enough. She’s also put herself in quite a few clubs. Yes, she’s stretched thin, but it was done with a resolve she gained after losing her parents and needing a way to keep herself busy enough that her thoughts wouldn’t become flooded with memories and anger.

Things to note: Emmeline is horrible with herbology, to the point where she can’t keep any plant (thus far) alive. As soon as she was given the oportunity to drop it for another course that sparked her interest, she jumped at it.

Her courses for her seventh year at Hogwarts are as follows: Transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Charms, Potions, Astronomy, Arithmancy, Alchemy, Ancient Runes.

Favourites, based on years prior: Defense Against the Dark Arts, Charms, Potions.

When she’s not in classes, on the Pitch, or in clubs, Emmeline can be found in one of three places - her dormitory, near the fireplace in the Slytherin Common Room, or the Library. While she isn’t always a fan of her dormmates, her bed is comfort. Almost a safe haven. Being by the fire reminds her of spending time with her grandparents as a child, the warmth from the hearth setting into her skin and helping to alleviate and repress her inner demons. The library - her second dormitory, if you will. Books and silence and more books. If you gave Emmeline the opportunity, she would happily leave the House of the cunning, ambitious, and sly in exchange for becoming a proper bookworm (it’s really her top choice for reference, much better than eagles, lions, and snakes).

Clubs she’s joined as of seventh year: Ancient Runes, Dueling, Slug Club

general questions

How does your character behave around people they like?

Emmeline is more relaxed around those she likes. Though she isn’t the most easy-going person in the world, she is more inclined to make jokes, laugh, and not stress as much as she normally does.

How quick is your character to suspect someone else? Does this change if they are close with that person?

As a rule, Emmeline is very hesitant to trust others. However, once you have her trust, there are very few things you could do to lose it and have her suspect you of something terrible.

How quick or slow is your character to resort to physical violence in a confrontation?

Words are typically Emmeline’s go-to in a confrontational situation. There have been many instances where she’s eventually just walked away from someone rather than allow things to progress. In extreme instances, hexes and jinxes have been thrown, but as far as she can remember, there has never been anything more than a slap.

What is/was your character’s relationship with their father like?

It was a very strained relationship, if it could be called a relationship at all. She knew very little about the man he was in his later years, and what she knew of his formative years had only been the result of stories her Gran told her over the years.

Is your character more likely to admire wisdom, or ambition in others?

Though it generally tends to vary from person to person, she would probably tell you that she admires ambition more often than not.

What does your character like in other people?

There are a host of things she likes in others, but the first few that come to mind are: the ability to learn from their mistakes, forgiveness, a desire to learn in general, whether or not they are capable of growing as a person, honesty. Compassion for other people.

Is your character more likely to keep trying a solution/method that didn’t work the first time, or immediately move on to a different solution/method?

A bit of both. Just because her first attempt didn’t work the way she wanted it to, doesn’t mean she’ll abandon it in its entirety. With each failed attempt, an adjustment is made. It’s only once she has exhausted every possible method that she can think of that she will move on to a different one.

How easy or difficult is it for your character to say “I love you?” Can they say it without meaning it?

Saying “I love you” is one of, if not the most, difficult things for Emmeline to do. She has a problem letting herself love other people; there is a constant fear of abandonment, of not being enough, of disappointing them. She struggles to let those she truly cares for know just how much they mean to her. If she can say it to you, then there’s no chance it’s meaningless. She doesn’t have it in her to force something of that magnitude and not mean it. The only person Emmeline has never struggled with those words over is her Gran. The woman who spent so much of her life trying to instill certain values into her granddaughter. The person who raised Emmeline, who wanted nothing but the best for her. The one person Emmeline always thought would be her only constant, the only person she would be willing to die to protect. When she wasn’t in school or working, Emmeline tried to make it a priority to tell the older woman how much she loved her and appreciated all that she had done over the years.

headcanons

emmeline has an actual bio you can read here ( trigger warning for death mention )

has an absurd sweet tooth and can be bribed to do a number of things with red velvet cake

is probably 80% coffee at this point, and that’s being generous

can’t properly deal with her emotions, pretends they don’t exist most of the time

has a tendency to drink more than she should

she’s an only child who grew up spending more time than necessary with her grandmother. as a result, emmeline learned to play piano and knit at an early age

spends the majority of her free time with her nose in a book - it doesn’t matter if it’s for an assignment or fun

can’t keep plants alive to save her own life. when she was given the chance to drop herbology, she did it in a heartbeat

she’s technical as fuck when it comes to spells and believes things should be done by the book

there are going to be individual posts for a few headcanons and stats and stuff, too, but this is it for now

wanted connections

best friend

ex-friend(s)

first crush

first kiss

rivals

quidditch rivals

i don’t know i’m just adding basic things for now but i’m open to all the connections

[mckiinnvn]

[ courtney eaton. seventeen. she & they. ] MARLENE MCKINNON has stepped through the barrier to platform 9 ¾. the SEVENTH year SLYTHERIN student is most looking forward to CAUSING MAYHEM. their peers describe THEM as ALTRUISTIC & CRASS, and has dubbed HER as the SIGNIFICANT ANNOYANCE. MARLS feels ENRAGED about the war raging outside of hogwarts plans to JOIN THE ORDER when the year is up.

the reason i chose to apply for marlene is because, i’ve always loved the idea of marlene being a slytherin and while i realize it’s not a headcanon that everyone appreciates, it’s one that helped in inspiring my muse for this character as i haven’t always gone for marlene. they’re fierce, they’re loyal, they don’t judge the unknown. marlene is a character that’s impossible not to love and sometimes love to hate from their actions, but at the end of the day, i’d love to be able to bring them to life in this group.

side note - this is also set post hogwarts, but it changes nothing of who they are as a person.

TRIGGER WARNING: abuse, rape mention.

Purebloods in the wizarding community often found themselves superior to those that weren’t, this proved to be the case within the McKinnon family. The parents, Archibald and Akenehi McKinnon a picturesque sight like no other, beautiful and poised as they made their name known amongst their peers. They were certain to mingle with the best, and nothing less. When their first was born, a beautiful son by the name of Marcus, nothing changed aside from them having yet another beautiful face to show off to the rest of the world. He was the perfect child, obeyed as requested and did nothing but what they asked. He spoke like a well-mannered child, charmed the socks off every little girl that he was told to befriend. Then some years later, another was born, this time a beautiful baby girl and the two parents couldn’t be more than thrilled. Akenehi had always spoken of wanting a little girl, and once presented with one, they gave her the same love and attention they did Marcus, however the attention Marcus was so used to receiving started to drift away from him and focus solely on Marlene. She was the new light of their lives, treated like the little princess they believed her to be but while they weren’t around Marcus took it upon himself to punish her for taking his parents away. With each punishment, Marlene started to find herself despising not only Marcus, but her parents and their views along with. She wanted nothing more to distance herself, so upon being introduced to her first of pureblood parties, Marlene found herself drawn to another boy that seemed equally as disinterested about being there. Befriending him instantly, she suddenly found herself with a new state of mind, a new outlook on everything around her and more. because Sirius, unlike the rest of the pureblood boys was not cruel, at least not in the traditional sense, he was more along the lines of the comedic cruel which she found herself enjoying. So, quickly she found herself fighting back against her brother with pranks and jokes alike. Her parents despising what was happening, warned her to keep her distance from Sirius but she didn’t listen.

Eventually this resulted in Marlene remaining at home while the rest of them went to parties, Marcus once again becoming her parent’s favorites while she was given lessons. The lessons were what they hoped would help turn her into their definition of a proper lady, but eventually just made her worse. Marlene continued to act out, sneak out during the nights they were away and even the nights they were own, all tucked away in their beds. Sometimes Marlene would find herself in the heart of wizarding towns, meeting new and friendly faces, ones that she knew her parents would be highly against.

Finally, like every other wizard and witch in the United Kingdom, the young girl received her Hogwarts letter and attended. Starting off fresh, she found herself seated happily on the train next to Sirius among others the two had never encountered. But then, everything came tumbling down the moment she took her place on the stool in the Great Hall, an instant look of uncertainty as the hat roared the house she would spend the next seven years of her life in to everyone. How of all things did Marlene find herself in Slytherin, it was the last thing she expected it but surely her family and brother would be pleased, her brother even more so considering his toy was now unable to escape him by going to another common room.

Marlene however, did not let this change who she was shaping into and found herself spending more time outside of the common room. In the Great Hall she would rebel further by sitting at the table she wanted to, typically the Gryffindor table but that sometimes varied as she found herself growing close to people from other houses. She didn’t care if it led to mockery or worse in the common room, she’d deal with that, but while she was out she loved having her freedom away from them.

Years into Hogwarts, Marlene became known as the Slytherin that defied all the norms and rules. It wasn’t until the summer before her 6th year however that everything changed, she’d snuck away from home like she had so many times before, but this time she found herself in a darker place in town and a few drinks too many. A man, a much, much older man found her in her vulnerable state and took advantage of her and with no one around to help, she ended up waking up in the bed in one of the rooms at Hogs Head. That’s when everything changed for the worse, Marlene snuck out more and found herself developing more of a drinking habit and eventually smoking. The girl slept around with people despite knowing it was wrong and it wasn’t until her brother Marcus discovered the truth while out one night that she was caught.

Disgusted, her parents found only one way to solve the problem and that was to find her an immediate solution, a betrothed. Not speaking of her indiscretions, it was easy for Marlene’s parents to find someone quickly. After all, the girl had an appeal to her that not all purebloods had, she was in the very least stunning and would produce a healthy, beautiful looking heir and that was most important to the families at the time. Marlene thought she hated her parents before, but now the hatred grew into a downright loathing, the boy they had chosen for her being someone despicable in her eyes. Marlene hated it, he was cruel beyond imaginable, treated her nearly like he would scum, like her brother often treated her but there was very little she could do while still at Hogwarts.

HEADCANONS.

something that always makes marlene cry - marlene doesn’t cry often, or at all, for the most part, but on the occasion someone might find marlene sobbing or doing her best to conceal their tears, is when news of their sister is sent via owl, or just the thought of their sister who is a squib and a disgrace according to their parents. she desperately wishes she was able to trade places, or escape and run away with her sister, but marlene is terrified of making the situation worse.

marlene is without a doubt a jealous individual, not always in the romantic / sexual sense, but  with friendships, she’s very possessive, and protective and doesn’t like the idea of anyone else calling her best friend, her best friend.

marlene’s dream job is to become a dragonologist and she wants to travel the world. place # 1 on her list being jamaica.

Lignum Vitae, it’s the national flower of Jamaica, and Marlene’s absolute favorite flower. She’s not a romantic, but if someone showed up at her doorstep with one, she’d feel inclined to accept whatever offer they have ( within reason ofc, she’s not an idiot )

on my blog, you can find a tag dedicated to marlene here, it does feature some edits as well as just random things that i associate with marlene as a character.

EXTRA. 

marlene is very much the rebellious type, spending as little time in the slytherin dorm as possible. of course, they do have a couple people they consider to be a friend, marlene prefers the people in other houses. though the one time marlene will show house pride is when riding on a broom on the quidditch team as the team’s BEATER. as for clubs, marlene isn’t a fan of most school organized activities but they can’t help but love DUELING CLUB & MAGICAL CREATURES CLUB.

here’s the link to their mini task

[regiiserpens]

[ hale appleman. EIGHTEEN. he & him. ] EVAN ROSIER has stepped through the barrier to platform 9 ¾. the SEVENTH year SLYTHERIN student is most looking forward to RECLAIMING HIS ‘THRONE’. their peers describe HIM as PROFICIENT & NARCISSISTIC, and has dubbed HIM as the PRIMA DONNA. EVAN feels ENTICED about the war raging outside of hogwarts plans to JOIN THE DEATH EATERS when the year is up.

the story of my life

Tough love hurts but it’s good for you. That’s exactly what Evan grew up dealing with. Every time he stepped out of line, he was punished. From spanking to lashings, he was forced to obey his parents like they were the law. At an early age, he was forbidden to play with other children. Locked up in the house, he spent countless hours reciting spells and learning how to duel. He was merely a child but he was also the Rosier heir. He had to be strong and grow a thick skin if he was to carry on the name. Pureblood supremacy was ingrained into his skull. Day and night, he was reminded of the red liquid that ran down his veins.

He was pure bred unlike the mongrels that filled the streets. And he was expected to act in a manner that came across as “too good for the likes of you”. Poisoned with these ideas, he is pretentious and haughty. It’s rumored that if he was to view himself in the mirror of erised -it’ll be an image of a golden crown sitting on his perfectly groomed hair. Around him would piles and piles of gems, money and rarities of the world. He doesn’t care for girls, or at least doesn’t come off as the type that does, nor does he care for guys ( that he’s aware of ) . He cares about standing, and what the world thinks of him, along with a desperate need for those lesser than him serving him. He doesn’t do favors for free. Everything is a bargain and unless there’s a personal benefit - you can forget about it. Snakes should be the only house at Hogwarts because they were the only ones that mattered - in his opinion.

A prince complex is one way to describe him. He’s a king in his mind. And a king does not converse with peasants. Yes, you heard me. Peasants. He doesn’t give a damn about your face or your name, unless of course, you’re pureblood connected with a respectable legacy - you can leave. He will throw a bunch of threats which are quite humorous. Born with everything anyone could ever want, he never seemed to learn that humans had feelings too, he never needed to. He stampedes over other’s emotions recklessly. Does he really care? Hell no. You can catch a glimpse of a evil sparkling in his green orbs.

This boy literally throws money to solve problems. He has no problem fixing almost anything with his wealth. He got a poor grade? Fix it and he’ll give you a thousand galleons. The value of gold is important but it seems like an endless fountain of riches. His haughty air inflates his arrogant demeanor. He’s not pleasant, he’s just a plain old bastard. He believes he’s too good to get his hands dirty and so he will order around people as if he was a boss. His attitude had been groomed since childhood. But what can you do when you’ve been brainwashed all your life to think you were entitled to everything and anything.

some place magical

slytherin prefect & slug club, though others intrigue him, he’d prefer not to spend an excess amount of time around peasants.

[rodolphuslestrangesq]

takes a deep breath // starts yelling

introducing your character

[ jack falahee. seventeen. he/him. ] RODOLPHUS LESTRANGE has stepped through the barrier to platform 9 ¾. the SEVENTH year SLYTHERIN student is most looking forward to  DRUNK ASTRONOMY TOWER DANCING TO WITH FRIENDS. their peers describe HIM as CHARMING & MANIPULATIVE, and has dubbed HIM as the MACHIAVELLI. RODOLPHUS feels FINE about the war raging outside of hogwarts and plans to JOIN THE DEATH EATERS when the year is up.

SO HEY THERE i’m richie, they/her. GMT+3 but keeping vampire hours tbh so find me online at 3am reading about snake symbolism. a slytherin, a capri sun pisces moon if that tells anyone anything klfkldja. ugh let me tell you folks i’m shite at intros but i’m really excited to app for this and can’t wait to rp and get to know everyone!

the tl;dr on personality:

an escapist FUCk

find him at 4am in the library snorting pixie dust off a mythology book and forgetting language

doesn’t take you seriously, doesn’t take himself or his future seriously

only takes his custom-tailored suits seriously

scorpio, will hit on you as a joke and end up meaning it accidentally

shameless gossip fiend

concentration boost potions galore

NEEDS A LAB RAT for experimental potions, you’ll be compensated handsomely hmu for connections

dont @ him about war or he’ll @ you about war and he just had the elves clean the blood off this shirt

THE STORY OF MY LIFE

Lestrange family was always a family of radical and sadistic values, but values nonetheless. As a child, when Rodolphus couldn’t ignore the screams coming from the ground floor and knew that the following morning he’d see dried up blood somewhere on the wall if the elves weren’t thorough enough, he’d try to convince himself that values, even such as these, are better than none at all.

And it scared him, until it did not.

His parents, Edmund and Lucretia, weren’t openly neglectful. Never so distasteful as simply abusive: raising him in their image, among the twisted and calculated encouragement. Immoral things? Natural. The violence — normal, manipulation within the family —  regular. Not a son but an asset, bred for perfect grades, dazzling smiles, and smells that cut through flesh and dug deeper, deeper, deeper. However deep it took to win. Remorse was inefficient, guilt was counterproductive. Universally accepted morals redundant.

Rodolphus grew out of his role as the child right into his role of a future soldier, hid mother and father — no longer parental figures, yet something akin to generals. In a way that might as well be a novelty in such a society, the boys did get a say in a lot of family matters, but for that same family’s interests they were expected to work harder and sacrifice more than a child should; mature faster doing things their childish personalities weren’t yet suited for.

Edmund and Lucretia always walked into the room with a sense of pride, an air of self-worth, and Rodolphus learned to walk in the same way right behind them. The most resourceful and loyal employee his father could have, the most trusted confidant his mother could talk to.

SOME PLACE MAGICAL:

TW: substance abuse

Come Hogwarts, navigating a life that is already set in stone is a challenging endeavour, but perhaps only if you have qualms with it. About his Rodolphus is, perhaps, still in denial: he knows that essentially, push come to shove, his grades do not matter, his image doesn’t matter, his track record doesn’t matter. He won’t go on to have any particular career — rather be thrust into his place as the Lestrange heir the moment he graduates, on the frontiers of war he had no hand in starting. Truth be told, on the darkest and most quiet of nights, Rodolphus wonders if what lays ahead is a bunch of blurred years filled with crimson and grey, a bunch of dementors at the end of it. Why doesn’t he leave this kind life?

Perhaps in a world like his if you turn your back on family, if you no longer have that one unconditional thing, it’s hardly a life at all.

***

And while he still has the time to waste, it is spent on drowning himself in a variety of things: hedonistic and obsessively academic in equal measure, even if purposeless. Grasping at straws, maybe. Indulging.

  Inciting drama and stirring shit left and right, the true value of entertainment never escaping him. Lackadaisical kind of antagonism: never to work out aggression, but rather just for amusement; dissipate the boredom a little and shake things up. Anything that makes more things possible, truly, for the world is a world of possibilities. For now.

 Studying in a fashion that could only be described as escapist, taking a liking to potions: the precision of it and the art, how things come together so beautifully. Call it cooking with a more satisfying purpose.

 Abusing potions from time to time, too — concentration boosts to avoid having to fall asleep and invigoration draughts before this class and that, and isn’t the older boy a spitting picture of academic excellence?

  Everything’s an elaborate game and a hilarious joke as long as you can maintain the charade.

And when they’d all gather at the dinner table, Edmund would raise his glass:

“May we get what we want…and never what we deserve”.

ANYTHING ELSE:

Old Blog: ( x )

Playlist: ( x )

Inspo Tag: ( x )

Pinterest: ( x )

ZODIAC SIGN: Scorpio ( x )

→ There is no middle ground here — these wizards can embody all that is the very best in the world… or all that is the very worst. They are heroes, or they are villains. They are attracted to the dark, twisted, and forbidden mysteries of the world from the day they are born, and only they can determine whether they will study the dark arts in order to oppose them, or to embrace them.

→ However, as Scorpio is a sign of transformation and regeneration, it is not impossible for even the most evil of dark wizards to turn to the path of good…

→ Scorpio Slytherins have uncanny wisdom, insight into human psychology, and high “emotional IQ’s.” They are incredibly ambitious, often exist in a state of total ego, and if misused or hurt, can nurse the wound and seethe for decades.

→ Still, although they are often tempted to do horrible things in the name of glory or discovery, they nevertheless are often the kindest, most compassionate, and most forgiving people of all, for they have seen their own inner darkness, faced it, and do not run from it when they encounter it in others.

ENNEAGRAM: Type 3 winged by 4: The Charmer + The Professional ( x )

→ May be slightly less image-conscious or project an image that is more implicit and subtle. May measure themselves more by their creations, artistic or social. Tend to compete with themselves first more than with other people.

→ Artistic explorations or teaching possible. Will still like a challenge, but thoughtful, intuitive, or humanistic concerns of prime interest.

→ The low side of this wing can bring a haunted, self-tormented quality or a haughty, competitive pretentiousness. Might be snobs or accuse critics of being too plebeian to appreciate them. Cool, hard shell. In private, can lapse into Fourish self-questioning and melodrama. Instability and moodiness can be factors.

MBTI: ENTP, The Visionary ( x )

→ enthusiastic, upbeat, charming. → laid-back and flexible. → big-idea people, always working on a grand scheme. → take their commitments and relationships very seriously.   & → always excited by anything new, may change partners frequently. → love of debate may cause them to provoke arguments. → big risk-takers and big spenders.

[thalianott]

THALIA NOTT has stepped through the barrier to platform 9 ¾. the SEVENTH year RAVENCLAW student is most looking forward to LEAVING HOGWARTS AND JOINING THE MINISTRY. their peers describe THEM as WITHDRAWN & SECRETIVE, and has dubbed THEM as the WRECKING BALL. THALIA feels PREPARED about the war raging outside of hogwarts and plans to REMAIN NEUTRAL when the year is up. 

pinterest board ( blood cw )

basic statistics

name: thalia calliope nott

age: seventeen

gender: demigirl

nationality: british

ethnicity: irish, mexican

birthday: 8 april

sun sign: aries

residence: london, england

alignment: chaotic neutral

sexuality: demiromantic demisexual

headcanons

thalia uses she/her and they/them pronouns - doesn’t care which you use

if you call them anything other than their name, you’re likely to get hit

has a slightly younger twin brother who is in slytherin

doesn’t exactly get along with said brother and to say they’ve been thrilled to have been given seven years of time in a house that isn’t their brother’s would be an understatement

an aries, which is somewhat fitting given this:

These Ravenclaws will have lightning-fast mental reflexes. Aries is an intellectual sign, but it is also an impatient sign; Ravenclaws who were born under this sign are likely to tolerate no dull wits or stupidity, whether they see this lack of mental competence in themselves (in which case they will berate themselves for not understanding, or give up quickly in frustration without really trying to overcome their difficulty in learning) or in others (in which case they will lash out at the offender with acidic comments and haughty, cutting looks). These Ravenclaws will want to be at the head of the class, dominating other students in their chosen intellectual field, and may be almost as competitive as Slytherins. However, the true aim of every Ravenclaw is knowledge, knowledge, and more knowledge. While a Slytherin might see losing a magical duel or being bested by another student in a DADA class as humiliating, the Ravenclaw will probably just take delight in competition for its own sake, and see defeat as a learning experience.

spends far too much time reading and researching dueling methods and practices, wanting nothing more than to be at the top of their game

aspires to become a hit witch once out of hogwarts

this is an awful and short intro but i wanted to post something but it’ll be added to over time