#thcbriightcst

[weasleyandweasley]

@thcbriightcst

Asked : “please don’t scare me like that again.  i can take a lot of things,  but not losing you.  ” — to Fred bc y'know he totally got just injured during the war, he didn't die at all,,, and wow feelings

☆ﾟ. * ･ ｡ﾟ, The inevitable battle commenced, the spectacle everyone anticipated. Despite all of their training, all of their preparation, the fear that dwelled beneath the surface emerged. The reality that this was real and that their lives were being gambled made his breath hitch. Lives would be lost and it terrified him to wonder which ones they would be. This was the problem with building relationships, you cared about someone else. And it was worse when you were separated from them with no knowledge of their well being. But he played his part in the grand scheme and even decided to forgive their elder brother Percy. If only the chain of events could remain so smooth.

The explosion happened sending chunks and bit of debris from the castle around them. It should have crushed crushed him like rubble, but miraculously this weight never came. The intensity of it a force that blew him away, leaving him unconscious for some time. When he finally awoke, he noticed his family around him and the first to catch his attention was Hermione. He seemed rather perplexed at first. His mind was slowly unveiling prior events. ❝ blimey, I nearly died! ❞ He scoffed, but felt a bit of pain in his left ear, a ringing that made his hand instantly touch the surface. ❝Reckon the universe wants as completely identical, eh, Georgie? ❞ He said, trying to calm him down. He didn't have to look at him to know his worry, he could sense it, feel it even.

❝ You weren't crying over me, were you 'Mione? Starting to think you fancy me. ❞ He didn't like the idea of anyone crying over him, let alone worrying about him. He struggled to stand and, after a moment, just gave up. ❝ You alright? Did they hurt you? ❞

[ofblackskies]

@thcbriightcst gets a Valentine’s Day starter!

“Look, this doesn’t make us friends or anything, okay?” Pansy told the Gryffindor even as she shoved a bouquet of flowers into Granger’s hands. “It’s just… I mean…” She sighed. Why was she always so tense around the girl that had routinely called a mudblood for years? “I think pretty girls ought to get things for Valentine’s Day, okay? That’s all… it’s important, and I doubt your boyfriends” Pansy sneered in regards to Ron and Harry “thought to get you anything. So. Yeah. Here.” Was she blushing? Maybe.

[tnott]

@thcbriightcst liked my permanent starter call

Dear Hermione,

I’ve been cleaning out my family’s attic and have stumbled across several tracts on subject of house elf rights from the 15th-17th centuries. I’m aware that this is a topic of great and long-standing interest to you, so if you would like, you’re welcome to come and have a look at them.

Cordially,

Theodora Nott

[lightcreators]

@thcbriightcst​  // just more misc memes

Anchored  habits  over  truth  distortion  remained  inside  his  mind,  as  an  gentle  possibility  to  not  coping  with  anything  close  to  negative  when  these  sensations  awaken  again.  Actually,  there  was  pleasant  desire  to  offering  her  pleasant  truth  inside  her  concerned  question  —  but  wasn’t  certain  if  he  wanted  to  take  that  path.  Wasn’t  sure  if  he  meritred  any  kind  of  compassion.  Reflected  towards,  as  weeks  passing,  over  that  existence  of  unhappiness  he  was  leading  himself  into,  holding  over  his  illusions  of  joyfulness.  An  brutal  and  sweet  melancholia  born  halfaway  in  middle  of  his  lies,  pushing  him  gently  to  return  inside  old  habits  :  passing  his  nights  on  the  common  room  of  his  House,  finishing  his  homework,  looking  out  the  window  as  a  pleasant  sight  to  sleep  ;  desperately  trying  to  distract  himself    by  revisiting  the  whole  castle  ;  cling  to  the  last  person  connected  to  Potter  finding  all  excuses  possible  to  spend  time  together  to  find  this  comfortable  feeling  of  being  able  to  be  a  supporter,  with  a  few  less  frustrations,  and  additional  joys,  to  loving  every  moment  of  responsabilities  giving  to  himself.  Uncertainty  about  the  cause  of  that  state  eventually  came.  Potter  was  his  punching  ball  of  emotions,  where  whatever  could  be  his  reactions,  whatever  could  be  his  returned  frustration,  whatever  about  his  comments  back,  he  didn’t  care  one  bit  about  consequences  and  knew  he  could  please  himself  as  much  as  he  wanted.  He  didn’t  even  care  to  been  loathed  or  sense  irritation,  for  remaining  that  discrete  sadism  hobby  to  get  reactions  out  of  him  …  where  he  might  never  stopping  that  game.  Without  him,  without  his  presence  inside  that  castle,  without  his  presence  during  lessons,  he  would  admit,  sometimes,  he  would  feel  boredom  over  the  fact.  He  was  searching  to  forget  it,  and  would  pleansantly  find  something  to  tourment  him  in  one  point  or  another  …  as  an  mindful  compensation  for  turmoil  he  was  feeling.  Though,  he  supposed  it  was  trigger  of  mental  damages.

Nevertheless,  as  much  he  used  it  as  an  distraction  most  of  times,  he  really  appreciated  be  around  Granger’s  presence.  He  listened  less  bullshit  that  people  around  him,  generated  some  opening  of  fun  inside  conversations  if  they  had  to  work  together,  had  an  excuse  for  pretending  his  lying  appareance  and  had  an  motivation  for  his  grades.  He  had  lost  a  bet  with  himself:  he  was  unable  to  withdraw  from  shell  he  had  himself  to  enjoy  moments  without  lies  of  perceptions  behind;  he  was  unable  to  remain  in  total  carelessness  ;  he  was  unable  to  look  at  this  school  without  feeling  guilty,  and  to  feel  in  each  wall  it’s  refected,  which  would  take  an  infinite  time  to  leave.  Publicly,  he  was  fine.  Concretely,  he  let  his  pensiveness  take  precedence  at  times,  sometimes  detaching  himself  completely,  and  improved  his  role,  for  knowing  just  that  illusions  wall.  Eventually,  his  own  mind  won’t  find  it  tragic  and  ironic  considering  he  was  experiencing  somewhere  an  state  coming  from  one  concerned  culprit  of  an  sealed  chessboard  —  where,  in  same  manner,  he  used  lies  as  an  shield,  and  had  no  intention  to  say  one  word  of  truth.  Was  secretly  scared  to  never  been  saved  of  it  …  meanwhile  watching  over  that  predestined  future.  He  didn’t  know  what  he  could  expect  to  himself  honestly.  He  barely  accepted  he  was  still  alive,  and  remained  terrified  maybe,  one  usual  day  would  be  his  last  without  warning.Thoughtfulness  hesitation  perceived  inside  lightness  of  an  saddenest  gray  gaze.  There  was  full  consciousness  over  the  kind  of  view  she  offered  her.  Compassion  or  surprise  was  up  to  her,  he  would  react  in  consequence,  and  most  likely  burry  reality  of  circumstances  in  one  way  or  another.  It  had  betraying  him  again,  as  he  had  stopped  his  homework,  in  middle  of  an  quiet  library    …  He  would  never  admit  frontally  he  was  feeling  lonely,  and  didn’t  yet  experienced  the  peak  of  loneliness  he  was  supposed  to  reach,  neither  how  far  he  had  been  himself  lonely  before.  It  was  one  thing  he  would  never  confessing  inside  his  entire  life,  and  if  one  circumstance  forced  him  to  do  that,  it  would  have  to  be  truly  serious.  That  reality  was  part  of  something  bigger.  An  discrete  mental  hi  for  some  people  that  will  recognizing  themselves  inside  how  he  acted  like  them,  and  get  casual  reminder  of  that  discrete  name  burried  in  darkness.  Brightness  was  shut  down  inside  his  expression,  when  he  desired  light  it  up  afterwards,  somewhere.  Currently,  he  decided  to  communicating  an  reality  over  his  feelings.  Something  he  forgotten  the  last  time  he  actually  did  that  —    ❝  I  just  enjoy  being  with  you.    ❞  It  was  perhaps  a  little  too  frontal,  nevertheless,  he  had  the  comfort  of  meaning  with  that  sentence.  He  was  almost  ready  to  admit  that  she  was  a  good  distraction,  but  he  knew  she  might  take  it  badly  —  when  it  was  his  best  compliment  when  there  was  no  hate  associated.    ❝  I’m  having  a  great  time  with  you,  I  just  wanted  you  to  know.    ❞  He  smiled  gently.

[marblecarved]

❔ — tickle me curious,,,

prompt: send ❔ and i’ll list a couple muses that i’d like to throw at yours ! 

hello, Pom ! ♡ I have so many characters I'd like to throw at you, and below you'll find a couple ! 

Arthur Weasley.

Aurora Sinistra.

Helena Ravenclaw.

Horace Slughorn.

Minerva McGonagall.

Tonks.

Pomona Sprout.

Poppy Pomfrey.

and, of course, Susan Bones ! 

[prioriiincantatem]

Krum for @thcbriightcst​ | Music starter

SHUT UP AND DANCE by WALK THE MOON

“ You need to relax , ” he said with a bit of a smile on his face. “ Just listen to the music. Let it guide you Hermi’nee . ” Hands were on her hips very lightly and loosely as he tried to help her sway to the music a bit. But being Hermione she started to protest again. Looking at her amused he spoke again, “ Shut up and dance with me , ” he murmured, hand taking hers again. “ Just keep your eyes on me . ”

[starrymused]

@thcbriightcst

It was rare for Regulus to be around Grimmauld Place, but with the return of the Dark Lord just over a month ago, he felt it was best to be present with the Order for the time being. He needed to know all that was going on with them so that they could come up with a plan together. However, despite how often Sirius had said otherwise, Regulus often struggled to fit in with the rest. Everyone was kind to him — treatment that was undeserved, in his mind — but he had yet to feel like he was truly part of their group. Desiree being present helped, but it didn’t stop him from feeling like an outsider at times.

Currently, he was reading through a variety of newspapers at the kitchen table in Grimmauld Place. The Daily Prophet could no longer be trusted after their unwillingness to admit the return of Voldemort, but he still had a copy of it set to the side — he wanted to see what lies they might be spreading.

He looked up when he heard movement at the door, expecting either Desiree or Remus. Only those two ever rose this early, but he was surprised to see a teenager instead. Ah. It was only a matter of time before he met the trio he’d heard so much about.

“You must be Hermione,” He smiled, temporarily abandoning his read to greet her properly. “Sorry if I startled you. I’m here so rarely now that I’m starting to become a stranger in my own home.” But it was a necessary precaution.

“I’m Regulus, Sirius’ brother.” He couldn’t be sure how much the kids had been told about him, so he wanted to keep it rather light for the time being.

[luminescenc1e]

Tilting her head to one side, Pansy crossed her legs and then uncrossed them again. It was fun to watch, all the little drama that Gryffindors got themselves into. It was like a front row seat to a poor man’s theatrics. “ What seems to be the problem Granger? You seem rather perplexed, which is impossible for someone that knows everything. Maybe this wasn’t in any of the heavy tomes that you lug around all the time, causing your horrible posture to become even worse. Tsk, tsk tsk. ” 

With a small shake of the head, she had gathered all of her things off the table, the classroom was almost completely empty, the class would start in fifteen minutes, but those that had arrived earlier were all talking about the group assignment scribbled on the board. “ It would seem we will have to work together, I am desperately looking forward to it. ” 

thcbriightcst asked: you've got to be kidding me. — To Pansy, if that's alright!! I'm totally not going to send a bunch of these... I'm so sorry in advance ;v; - this MEME!

[adragonrider]

@thcbriightcst gets a starter

No one knew how the dragon had gotten onto hogwarts grounds. Students gathered around watching from the windows, from the edge of its walls. Many hid in fear though some seemed to watch in fascination. Eilonwy was a quiet girl, sorted into Gryffindor house, though there was something about the redhead that most couldn't put their finger on, always wearing gloves to hide the mark upon her palm.

The dragon roared, throwing flames from its mouth into the sky making the students scream. Eilonwy knew she had to do something, it was in her blood. Quite literally. She took a step forward from the crowd, Professor McGonagall noticed her student taking out her wand. "Miss Eilonwy you take a step back this instance!" She ordered, though the redhead ignored her head of house.

The dragon caught sight of the girl and Eilonwy stood low, partially crouched hand outstretched. "It's alright.. We aren't going to hurt you" was she mad? Perhaps some thought so. No one went face to face with a beast such as this. Bright blue hues looked down to her hands, removing the gloves from them.. Well the school may as well know now. She reached out again, the scorch mark upon her palm evident, the mark of a rider. A dragon rider.. Unseen for many generations, told in stories, legends.

The dragon went to set fire again though this time it was in her direction, screams were heard from various other years, though Eilonwy stretched out her hands able to easily stop the flames, her once bright blue hues became a glowing shade of amber. As her hands lowered the fire stopped, her eyes returning to their usual shade. She didn't use her wand, for the redhead had no need to use it, safely stored in her pocket upon her hip. It was in that moment that the creature gave a tilt of its head, as if he recognised the girl before him. "You're scared, you're frightened... I can feel it.." Eilonwy stated taking another step forward just as the dragon did. Her fingers so close to touching the beast that she was sure no one watching let go of a single breath. Her eyes fell shut as her hand touched its muzzle, "Ease your mind.. Let go of the fear" She whispered the dragon almost becoming tame, like a wild horse to its rider.

[weasleyandweasley]

@thcbriightcst

☆ﾟ. * ･ ｡ﾟ,  ❝ Care to explain why Krum keeps eyeing you, Granger? ❞ He asks, arms crossed as he notices the unsubtle grin on the bloke's face. ❝ I reckon you have an admirer. ❞ Not like he can blame him when it comes to Hermione. ❝ Think he'll ask you to the ball? ❞

[ofblackskies]

@thcbriightcst said: ❛ you look like you need a hug. ❜

Harry stilled for a moment as he looked at Hermione. Did he really look like he needed one? Of course, he usually did. Harry Potter was so touch starved over the holidays that any contact was usually welcome contact. Malfoy could have hit him and Harry almost would have said thank you (that was an exaggeration). “Yeah, I… er… that’d be good.” He admitted after a moment, opening his arms. It had been a rough summer.

[tnott]

Slytherin!Hermione AU for @thcbriightcst

It was Theo’s first night in the castle. The Sorting had taken place, she and her fellow First Years had taken their seats at the tables of their respective Houses, Dumbledore had made his strange announcement about the third floor corridor, the students and teachers had eaten their fill, and now Theo and her fellow Slytherins were in their new dormitory under the lake.

There were five other girls in the room with her. Two of them – Daphne Greengrass and Pansy Parkinson – Theo knew quite well. She was vaguely familiar with Millie Bulstrode; they’d never played together as children, but they had crossed paths at a few parties. But Tracey Davis and Hermione Granger were strangers to her.

Tracey seemed excited enough about the upcoming school year, but Hermione, though she looked like she was trying to hide it, was clearly feeling rather glum. Theo had noticed it during the feast, and wondered at it. What could she possibly be unhappy about? Going to Hogwarts was every young witch or wizard’s dream, and Slytherin was one of the better Houses.

Perhaps she’d had a friend or sibling who’d been Sorted elsewhere and whom she’d hoped to accompany, but Theo would be the first to admit that that was just a guess.

Hermione had selected the bed next to Theo’s, and now, as they unpacked, Theo found herself glancing over at the girl. “Are you all right?” she eventually asked. “You seem rather unhappy. Are you homesick?”

[a-earthssprout]

Since you're leaving your inbox open........... I've come to let you know that I love you very very much and I hope to heck that you have a wonderful Christmas 💕💕💕

🥀🍯 OOC. aren't you just the sweetest thing ? 😭 thank you so much for the holiday wishes, Pom; I hope you have a merry one yourself, filled with cheer ! I lava you so much 🎄

[bccksmarts]

URL CHANGE!!

thcbriiighcst ➝ bccksmarts

[vegaprose]

what colour is your aura? ( i chose lestat for this )

Green

climbing ivy, snake eyes, frogs, rainboots, koi ponds, abandoned places, clovers. your essence is green: you are bright-eyed and cerebral, unearthing questions. you are devoted to your pride; you struggle to feel worthwhile if you do not have any answer for everything. it is hard for you to not fixate intensely and be certain you are not mundane. you are the orator. you are the totem. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of forest, sage, chartreuse, and jade, who share your desire to learn. you are also drawn to the creative souls blue and orange, who will help you grow and know it is okay to stay guessing. however, you may struggle to get along with the bleeding heart personalities of pink and yellow who are too wrapped up in pleasing others.

tagged by: @thcbriightcst

tagging: @colleenmurphy / @qceensofkings / @rosenundraben / @thevoidcallstous / @unsnare / @oblivionlotus / @ofprevioustimes / @plightfated / @adsagsona / @apphrodite / @summerxmelodies / @detectiverickitubbs / @fallesto / @justafleck / @claudiaindarkness / @vyrulent / @matriiiarch / @hauxtedbeauty / @ofmythsandfables / @popularmxnster

[fctedivided]

Muse's Info Sheet

{Basics}

Name: Rii Isolde

Alias / Nicknames: the Elemental Witch of Ice

Gender: Female

Age: 24

Species: Witch

Zodiac: aquarius / aries / cancer / capricorn / gemini / leo / libra / pisces / sagittarius / scorpio / taurus / virgo / unknown

Abilities/Talents: Cytokinesis and ice magic, high cold and freezing tolerance, cold weather control, sufficient rapier mastery.

{Personal}

Alignment: lawful / neutral / chaotic / good / neutral / evil / true

Religion: Currently not belonging to any religion.

Sins: lust / gluttony / greed / sloth / envy / wrath / pride

Virtues: chastity / temperance / charity / diligence / kindness / patience / humility

Languages: English

Family: Unnamed father and mother (alive)

Sexual Orientation: heterosexual / bisexual / pansexual / homosexual / demisexual  / asexual / unsure / questioning / other

Relationship status: single / dating [ Verse dependent ] / married / widowed / open relationship / other

Libido: sex god / very high / high  / average / low / very low / non-existent

{Physical}

Build: twig / bony / slender / average / athletic / curvy / chubby / obese

Hair: white / blonde / brunette / red / black / other - fade light blue

Eyes: brown / blue / green / black / other

Skin: pale / fair / olive / light brown / brown / very brown / other

Height: under 3 feet / 3 feet to 3 feet 11 inches / 4 feet to 4 feet 11 inches / 5 feet to 5 feet 11 inches / 6 feet to 6 feet 11 inches / above 7 feet

Weight: under 100 pounds / 100-150 pounds / 150-200 pounds / 200-250 pounds / above 250 pounds

Scars: No specific scars.

Facial Features: Always has the cold glare on her face.

Tattoos: None

{Choose}

Dogs or Cats?

Birds or Hamsters?

Red or Blue?

Yellow or Green?

Black or White?

Coffee or Tea?

Ice Cream or Cake?

Fruits or Vegetables?

Sandwich or Soup?

Magic or Melee?

Sword or Bow?

Summer or Winter?

Spring or Autumn?

The Past or The Future?

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