tedtcnk-blog

[tedtcnk-blog]

rjupin

What Remus wasn’t going to do was spoil Ted’s fun – so he tried to mirror Ted’s excitement as if he didn’t know. In truth, Remus did know – a childhood obsession with Spongebob and a love of music was a DANGEROUS combination. “That’s insane, quite wild, actually, I know I sound extremely flat I’m just so amused by how happy it makes you it’s refreshing, really.”

Taking the earphone, Remus put it near his ear, starting to tap his foot to the beat, “it’s a fun song too, Spongebob had all sorts of bops.”

ted just laughed, sensing just the ever so slightest that remus might not have been ENTIRELY truthful with him. “ so that’s basically code word for: you have the amusement and sense of humor of a two year old and i find it funny, right ? ” quirking an eyebrow, the question was followed by another set of chuckles.

“ really ? i see spongebob as more of a one hit wonder. i feel like phineas &  ferb are REALLY where its at ,” he said, a bit all too seriously.

[tedtcnk-blog]

Put ☎ in my ask for your muses info in my muses phone:

NAME:

RINGTONE: 

PICTURE: 

LAST TEXT RECEIVED: 

LAST TEXT SENT: 

[tedtcnk-blog]

“ okay so,” ted began, sitting down quickly and sliding the chair across the floor to be next to the other. he’d popped an earbud out and was extending it as if he wanted the other to listen. “ don’t make fun of me for this but my world has just been ROCKED. so you know the goofy goober rock, yeah ? ”

he looked as if he’d just invented the iPhone from the expression on his face. “ it’s an actual song ! like, it’s based off an actual song that an actual band had ! nickelodeon literally got an 80′s rock band to perform a song for a SPONGEBOB soundtrack. ”

“ wild right ? ” 

[tedtcnk-blog]

itspeter-pettigrew

one of the best things about having phones was audiobooks. peter didn’t realize how much he enjoyed never having to open any of his textbooks. also, he could be doing two things at once. his care of magical text book filled his airpods, while he was on the quidditch pitch. this year was going to be his year, peter thought. all he wanted to do was be on the quidditch team.

as he through the air, something caught his eye. instead of keeping his balance, peter went tumbling to the ground. glancing around the pitch thinking he was alone saw someone witness the fall. “you didn’t see anything.” peter called.

“ see what ? ” ted smiled through the joke, though changed his course from a bit of an AIMLESS one to moving to help the boy up. he held out his hand, offering to help the other up from his place on the ground. he figured that after that fall ( which he hadn’t seen, wink wink nudge nudge ), he want a little bit of help getting back up on his feet.  

“ if it makes you feel any better, i TOTALLY slid down a whole flight of stairs last year right in front of some first years i was supposed to be guiding. ” he figured the little anecdote might make the kid smile. “ honestly, i’m kind of due for another embarrassing moment. it’s been a while since the last one. ”

[tedtcnk-blog]

licnhcvrt

the sigh that passed lily’s lips almost sounded relieved as she looked around the gryffindor table. sometimes the young witch couldn’t help but feel that she almost lead a double life, one where she was being forced to go with her mother and sister to look for petunia’s perfect wedding dress and one where war loomed over their heads. though lily still wasn’t sure if she was more afraid of petunia in wedding mode or the dark lord and his band of thugs.

loading food onto her plate lily glanced around, “any thoughts about this year’s song from the hat? it seemed a bit gloomier than usual don’t you think? i was almost expecting a few abbreviations thrown i now that we’ve got cell service around here.”

“ i’d have to agree, it was lacking it’s usual cheesiness, ” ted seconded, having reached by her to pluck a roll from the platter on the table, seeing as the hufflepuffs had practically taken them ALL already. and though ted knew that with the help of magic it would only be a matter of minutes before another platter appeared on his house’s table, there was just something about taking one from the gryffindor table that made it just that much better. one might credit it to his mischievousness, but he will swear up and down that they truly are better.

“ it was almost EERIE. i think i caught more threats in there than puns. ” 

[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

[tedtcnk-blog]

Marlon Valdés Langeland photographed by Jonas Selim 

[tedtcnk-blog]

this gif set calls ‘i miss jonas noah vasquez and his precious face’

[tedtcnk-blog]

“its dark im scared”

dont worry bae i got this

*stomps foot*

*sketchers light up*

[tedtcnk-blog]

I will never ever ever get tired of flowers

[tedtcnk-blog]

[tedtcnk-blog]

[tedtcnk-blog]

[tedtcnk-blog]

[tedtcnk-blog]

The sky is beginning to lose its colour Or perhaps I am starting to lose my mind.

ayyynise (via wnq-writers)

[tedtcnk-blog]

tag dump.