#(ooc: re: ''how does it feel to be positively ancient?'')

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Kim would u say u are silly :3

I don't think the word "silly" has ever been used to describe me.

I doubt it's even been used in the same vicinity, really. I'm a pretty serious person, I'm told.

Scott and Lisa probably sapped all the "silly" out of me in highschool. Maybe that's why they've got all that energy...

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♡ ┊gn! reader x korekiyo . ೄྀ࿐

so what if i told y'all i never watched/played drv3 so korekiyo might be ooc🤡✋

y'AlL- IM SO SORRY IF I GOT HIM WroNG- i sw e a r, i will watch the gameplay soon- its just that school is gettin in the way😭

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your tired eyes scanned the very last sentence of the book you had occupied yourself in as you sighed. various piles of the supernatural novels were littered around your hunched form, your bookshelves being left bare.

dull ___ eyes glanced at the clock that hung on your wall, the time reading 9 am. considering how much you stayed up, this wasn't as bad as previous nights. closing the book you had just finished reading, you reached for another one, only for your hand to swat at thin air. your eyebrows furrowed and turned your head only to come face to face with a non-existent pile of books left.

you felt your stomach sink, throat tightening as you no longer had anything to distract yourself with, the suffocating feeling of sleepiness taking over, anxiety ever so slightly making it's way into your mind-

you pinched your forearm, your breathing pattern returning to normal as your mind drifted off, stopping abruptly once a certain anthropologist came to mind. would-- would korekiyo allow you to read some of his books? he was really the only person you had been the closest to here, not to mention the both of your ultimates fit together quite nicely, with you listing various occult groups and practices that you had learned and/or been a part of and korekiyo commenting about the beauty of it and how interesting it seemed. in exchange, korekiyo would list countless facts of ancient societies. 

plus, knowing korekiyo, he'd most likely be awake in his room, doing whatever it was he does. suppressing a yawn, you pushed your tired body out of the uncomfortable position you had forced yourself in and made your way to his lab.

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here you were, at his door, a clenched hand hesitating to knock. would he really allow you to read his books? of course, he had lent you some previously, but it was early in the morning and the reasoning for your visit was beyond childish, in your opinion at least. shaking your head, you knocked, immediately cringing at how loud it had been.

finally, the door opened, piercing yellow eyes scanning over your gaze immediately.

"oh, to what do i owe the pleasure of the ultimate occultist at this time?" korekiyo spoke, before trailing off, noticing the very obvious eyebags on your face, not to mention how exhausted you looked. "ah, your somniphobia?" you gave a weak nod.

"i recently just finished all the books in my lab.. i was wondering if i could read yours? sorry if i had bothered you-" you had intimately began to apologize, until korekiyo retreated back into his room, his door closing with a soft click until he returned, a thick book in his hands, the cover littered with various occult symbols.

"let's go inside so you can read this." he gestured you inside, and you reluctantly followed him. was he not bothered-? as the two of you walked past the various glass cases he had in this ultimate lab and eventually led you to a desk, two chairs placed there. handing you the book, he nodded as you sat down in your own seat, korekiyo sitting near the farther end of his desk, reading away at a separate book he had.

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it wasn't even a paragraph in as you felt your eyelids droop. you quickly sat up straighter, re-reading the paragraph you had been stuck on for what seemed like the millionth time, it was when the book had been plucked from your hands that you looked up and there stood korekiyo in his full height, his bandaged hands dangling the book above you.

"korekiyo..?" you yawned. "what are you-"

"you kept dozing off when reading the book and stayed stuck on the same page." korekiyo answered shortly, following up with his signature laugh. "i'll read it to you," he paused to flip through the book skimming through the paragraphs quickly. "i had chosen this book because i was sure you'd enjoy it, but how could you possibly enjoy something with your state?" he laughed once more and returned to his seat.

as soon as he sat down, he began reading to you, his voice clear and precise although his mask was covering his mouth. due to your distracted state, you failed to notice how much sleepier you had become, and eventually you drifted off to sleep.

korekiyo looked up from the book and sighed. setting the book on his desk, he grabbed a blanket from who knows where and placed it upon your sleeping form. he knew you wouldn't stay asleep for long, so he grabbed another book for him to read once you woke up, smiling softly under his mask. he truly enjoyed your company.

[brokenwandsrpg]

Welcome to Broken Wands Roleplay, Millie! The way you’ve twisted what one expects out of Sirius to suit these circumstances is delightful and we can’t wait to see you balance this in play. Check out this page for what to do next and let us know if you have any questions. We’re excited to have you join us!

OOC INFORMATION:

NAME & PRONOUNS: Millie, she/they

AGE: 24

LANGUAGE: English

EXPERIENCE: rjloopin and siriusdadfoot

ACTIVITY LEVEL: Checking everyday and hoping to post every day, at least until uni starts up in Feb

ANYTHING ELSE YOU WANT TO TELL US: If I could get rape and excessive gore put under triggers to tag, that’d be awesome!

DESIRED CHANGES:

About the character? The only thing I’d mention re: his bio is the implication that he hasn’t gone back to Regulus since he left his own foster home. I think he’d absolutely be checking in with Regulus, as well as acquiring him illegal magical goods. [Absolutely!]

About the world-building? none

About the game? none

Alternative faceclaim? The only other fc I really had in mind was a baby-faced Ezra Miller? Like pre-2013, no-beard stuff. Other than that, Jamie Blackley is the only other face that comes to mind. [Either of those gents works just fine for us, so just let us know which you would prefer!]

CHARACTER BASICS:

NAME: Sirius Orion Black, William Blake (main muggle alias, his name in the muggle foster care system and the name he uses when speaking with other wix), no nicknames

BIRTHDATE/AGE: 3rd November 1959

BLOOD-STATUS: Pure-blood, of course. In another time and place that might mean something to Sirius, good or bad, but now it’s just a footnote in his profile. He knows that the muggles don’t care about how pure his blood is; they only care that it’s wix blood.

GENDER & SEXUALITY: Queerer than a three dollar bill, not that he has time for any of that at the moment. He very quickly realised that this was not acceptable in the muggle world and so it’s just one more thing to hide.

WAND/ETC: Sirius has a wand because he just likes the feeling of having one. He acquired it through some less-than-legal errands, making it a hard won possession. He knows that he can’t afford to become attached to it though; if push comes to shove and he comes up against muggle authorities, he’ll throw it away in a heartbeat. The wand is 11", beech wood, dragon heartstring, slightly springy. It is a simple wand with the only decoration a silver band near to the top. He also carries a pocket knife with him at all times and has a bag/satchel that he uses to transport goods.

APPEARANCE: Dark locks, grey eyes, high cheekbones, and that aristocratic beauty passed down through the family makes Sirius very good looking. Well, when he manages to take a shower and wear clean clothes. His appearance is diminished somewhat due to the lack of stable accommodation and the niceties that accompany that such as soap and shampoo. He’s 5'9 and doesn’t expect to grow any taller. Sirius did take to muggle clothes rather easily, which is lucky considering that’s all he can wear nowadays. His clothes come from wherever he can find or steal them, which means that most of the time, they’re old or shabby looking. He wears very simple muggle clothes, not wanting to draw any attention to himself. He has a black coat that helps to hide him/his face when he’s on the move.

CHARACTER BACKGROUND:

FAMILY: Regulus Black [Brother]  -  Sirius feels responsible for his little brother and wants to get him out of his situation, but not as much as he wants Regulus to be safe. This fierce protectiveness and sense of responsibility doesn’t make Regulus any less a young brother, however. He still irritates Sirius and makes him want to tear his hair out sometimes. He placates Regulus by bringing him illegal magical goods that he works/trades for. Bellatrix, Andromeda, and Narcissa Black [Cousins]  -  Sirius spent years believing that his cousins had been murdered along with their parents, until he heard news about Bellatrix from the muggles. Now he wants to find her and see if his other cousins survived as well.

ASSOCIATES: Vihaan Rosier [Contact]  -  Sirius remembered seeing Vihaan from before everything went to hell and immediately registered him as a wix. He offered his services in return for information on the status of the magical world, which led to more contacts and jobs for Sirius. He’s run more than one job for Vihaan but has never told the man who he really is; he knows that identity is key these days and doesn’t want to put all his eggs in one basket. He’s been wondering how to inquire after his cousins’ whereabouts without cluing Vihaan in to his identity.

LIFESTYLE: Sirius likes to think that he’s “between homes” at the moment. The truth is that he’s been living on the street and he’s been doing it for a while now. He sleeps on benches and in alcoves, does jobs for food and steals it when that’s not an option. He has made use of muggle homeless shelters more than once when the weather has been too cold to sleep outside, or when he’s found it too difficult to find food. He doesn’t like staying anywhere with too many muggles though as it makes him nervous and/or angry and that usually doesn’t end well. There have been difficult nights, or nights more difficult than usual, but he stubbornly refuses to consider going back to the muggles for help. He’s doing just fine on his own.

PERSONALITY: Despite his parents’ attempts to teach him good manners and easy temperance, Sirius was always a SURLY child. Nothing was easy and there was always something to be grumpy about. The destruction of everything he knew and being flung into the muggle world only made this worse. He might have grown out of it eventually but the upset made him BITTER and he’s determined to hate muggles and everything they do forever. And if this attitude bleeds into his dealings with non-muggles, who could blame him? It’s a pity then, that Sirius can’t always control his temper. He’s very PASSIONATE about the things that he loves or enjoys but this means he can veer towards the over dramatic at times, especially when emotions for a situation are already high. This is generally the time that Sirius will make a mistake, perhaps by lashing out or running his mouth off. It’s not all bad though; this characteristic makes Sirius very LOYAL when he believes he’s found someone worth being loyal to. It’s not an easy position to fill and currently only Regulus checks enough boxes but the right kind of friend would easily inspire dying loyalty from Sirius. Only CUNNING and RESOURCEFULNESS have allowed Sirius to remain alive and free as long as he has. He wasn’t born resourceful and he certainly didn’t learn it in his younger years in the Black household. That came rapidly when he found his world turned upside down by the attack on the wizarding world. Flung into uncertainty and determined to protect his younger brother, Sirius learned to use what he had to get what he wanted. He’s always been intelligent, though perhaps he didn’t exhibit this trait through arithmacy or a understanding of ancient runes, Sirius has always had a calculating mind. This isn’t always a good thing though. Sirius is quite clever. When this is added to his passionate nature it can often result in a desire to hurt people, even if only verbally, making him quite CRUEL. He likes to think he gets this from his mother, whose usual approach to anything was to be loud and cruel. He can do this unthinkingly, such as in the middle of a heated argument, but that doesn’t mean that he can’t make targeted comments either and those are the ones that he really means to hurt with.

SKILLS: Sirius is a practised LIAR. He’s had to be to get by in life. He lied as a child but has made a real past-time of it as a teenager. He’s good at talking himself out of trouble and sometimes even into good graces. Sirius is also QUICK and good at HIDING, both himself and objects. This helps him keep contraband safe when he’s smuggling them, or when he needs to avoid muggle authorities. Due to a lack of magic to help him, he’s also become quite adept at PHYSICAL FIGHTS, mostly through a series of fights that went badly, requiring him to learn how to throw a punch properly. Sirius cannot perform any advanced MAGIC as he never went to school and had no one to teach him after the age of six. He also has trouble FITTING IN amongst crowds of muggles, often requiring him to lie on the spot about why his behaviour didn’t fit a given situation. His SURLY nature can result in making him unapproachable or irritate people, which makes them harder to manipulate. Sirius’ movement and means are LIMITED due to his situation and he constantly struggles to overcome these in order to get things done.

HISTORY: Early childhood was perfectly fine for Sirius. Until the age of six, he was a pampered first born son who couldn’t wait to go to Hogwarts and learn magic. When magical London was attacked, Sirius didn’t even wait for his father’s body to hit the ground before he was grabbing his brother’s hand and running as fast as he could away from the advancing muggles. Sirius was determined to keep them safe and far away from witch hunters, which he didn’t too badly considering how young and friendless they were. Their eventual discovery was inevitable though and they were soon found by a muggle social worker. Sirius made up a lie on the spot; he felt no shame at pretending to be muggles, even though he knew his parents would have been appalled. The muggle bought the lie and they were taken into custody. Sirius was already a handful so when Regulus was placed in a foster home first and without him, Sirius’ mood only grew darker. He went through several foster homes, leaving each one with the same string of complaints, until eventually he couldn’t handle it anymore. He packed up what little he owned and left, promising Regulus that he’d come back and get him as soon as he could. That proved to be a little more difficult than he’d first imagined; he ended up living on the street and he realised it was far too dangerous a world to drag Regulus around in. He found it preferable to living in a muggle house but that didn’t mean he wanted to put Regulus in danger. He haunted old magical places around London, hoping to catch a glimpse of someone who might be able to help, meanwhile learning the streets of London and how best to avoid the people he didn’t want to see. He came across Vihaan Rosier, who gave him access to the outskirts of the remaining magical world, which Sirius eventually delved deeper into. He quietly made himself known as the boy who could get you things, who could get your messages there and back safely, and eventually he started to pick up information and secrets as well.

GOALS: Survival is the ultimate goal for Sirius, his and Regulus’. Everything he does is towards that end. After that, he’d really like to get Regulus out of the muggle house but he knows that he needs a better alternative than living on the streets before he can do that. He’d like to find his cousins, because he thinks that they might be able to be help with that since they seem to have stayed out of muggle reach all this time. He would like to learn some real, useful magic and have access to a wand that he can hide, in case he’s approached by muggle authorities. Changing his situation would also be something Sirius wants to work towards, though he has no idea how to achieve that.

WHERE ARE THEY NOW AND WHERE ARE THEY GOING?

PLANS: This is a world where Sirius and Regulus weren’t separated by houses or wizarding ideals. Here, they’re separated by muggles; something they feel similarly about. I can’t wait to explore a dynamic between the brothers that wasn’t damaged by all their canon issues. They’re still bound to clash, given their personalities, but it would be interesting to see them work together towards common goals, as well as to have Sirius feeling very protective and brotherly towards Regulus, which you almost never get in RP cause generally even in AUs they had that period at/an equivalent to Hogwarts and Sirius running away. Regulus is the most important thing in Sirius’ world, apart from his own survival, so he’s going to want to get Regulus out of the muggle house as soon as possible, but he also doesn’t want to put Regulus in danger. There’s no marauders, and I believe that alters Sirius drastically. There are still certain canon things that were clearly set in motion from his childhood (e.g. the traits that landed him in Gryffindor instead of Slytherin) but in this universe he hasn’t grown up with these friends who enabled, complemented, and sometimes probably mellowed him out to a degree. Without that influence you have Sirius’ raw personality which I think would be far more like his family than canon Sirius would like. Which begs the question; will Sirius and James still kick it off in this AU? Would Sirius still want to be friends with a werewolf? Or is this Sirius more likely to gravitate towards people like his cousins? I don’t know but dang I’m excited to find out. Sirius is said in canon to be very good at wandless spells. I’m wondering if that would help him in this universe, since he wouldn’t have had any way to learn magic/spells while he was growing up. He only would have known spells that people used around him and I kind of like the idea of Sirius teaching himself to use a (very basic) wandless alohamora to get into something all sneaky-like. He could have spent a super long time teaching himself one spell or something. Totally admin’s discretion on this one though, since he never had a chance to actually study the magic and wandless magic is waaaay hard. I’m all about uncontrollable magical accidents though! Since they tend to happen when angry/as self-defence, there’s no way Sirius is going to be able to avoid getting himself into trouble. He has zero chill. [I love the idea of him trying to basically channel wandless accidents on purpose; that sounds like a recipe for delightful mishaps and madness! Go for it!] I love, love, love Sirius being a little magic smuggler. This has SO much potential for all sorts of goodies. He absolutely hears about Bellatrix through one of his “contacts” and realises that she’s alive, prompting him to keep trading favours to see if he can find where she is. I maintain that he probably wouldn’t get a wand just yet but he could definitely be getting more familiar with magic, not to mention all the information he’s carrying around.

INTEREST: Anything that takes characters and throws them into uncharted waters is my jam. And it’s rarer to have a universe where Sirius doesn’t have the safety net of the marauders, or where he’s more likely to be aligned with Regulus/his cousins.

OPTIONAL WRITING SAMPLE:

Sirius slid through the shadows and up to the door. There was only a single street lamp lit up, far down the other end of the street, which meant that he could easily move through the night without being seen. His black coat and black hair also helped to obscure his figure and face, allowing him to blend into the shadows more readily. The house he had stepped up to was sandwiched between two slightly larger buildings and looked completely unassuming. There was nothing to suggest that it was special, or any different to the houses surrounding it.

Tap, tap, tap. A few light raps of his knuckles on the wooden door and then Sirius waited.

The door creaked open just an inch and a woman’s face peeked out from behind it. “Yes?” She asked, looking around the door. She stopped when she saw Sirius, the light from inside casting a light on him where the door allowed the light through. “Oh, it’s you.” The door closed and Sirius could hear the sound of a chain being moved, then a large lock being turned. The door opened again a moment later, wider this time, and the woman beckoned him inside. Sirius slipped inside quickly and the door shut behind him.

“Did you bring it?” The woman asked, before Sirius could even turn around to face her. He frowned at her but pulled his bag off his shoulder and down to the floor, opening it up to reveal quite a few muggle drink bottles, each with a label stuck to the top. Sirius reached into the bag, pulled out the bottle labelled DOP, and handed it to the woman. “Is this a – drink bottle?” She asked, eyeing the drink bottle skeptically.

“It’s a new thing I’m trying,” Sirius told her as he closed his bag up and got back on his feet. “Easier than carrying around glass vials. It’s still got a Draught of Peace in it; have a look.”

She screwed off the lid and took a whiff, immediately relaxing at the smell. She twisted the lid back on and hugged the bottle to her chest. “Thank you,” she said.

Sirius blinked at her and then held out his hand expectantly. The woman’s face lit up in realisation and she quickly dug her hand into her pocket, pulling out a few galleons that she dropped into his waiting hand. He stared at them as he thought about how useless they were in the world at large. The potioneer that he was running deliveries for tonight accepted payment in both wizarding money and muggle money but Sirius still couldn’t fathom it.

“You’re welcome,” he found himself saying. The woman’s face softened into a smile and so Sirius asked, “Any news?”

She shrugged helplessly. “Only more of the same. Oh, there was another attack, on the muggles, last week. The authorities are looking for that girl, Belle? No, that’s not it. It’s not a muggle name and they’ve blamed her for a few of these attacks now. Bellatrix? That might be it.”

Sirius’ breath caught in his throat. The woman was still talking; she had moved on to other news now, but Sirius was still stuck on the name. Bellatrix... It couldn’t be, could it? In all this time, Sirius had never once heard mention of any of his cousins. He’d thought they’d all been killed along with his aunt and uncle, but it sounded as if Bellatrix at least might alive, and very active by the sounds of things. The possibility shook him. He and Regulus might still have living family, apart from one another.

The woman had stopped talking now and was looking Sirius over with some concern, not entirely unwarranted given that he was staring blankly off into space until her voice interrupted his thoughts. “Are you alright?” She asked.

“I have to go,” Sirius said, swinging his bag over his shoulder. “Lots to deliver. Enjoy the potion.”

She waved goodbye to him bemusedly as he made his way to the door. He opened it slightly and peeked out just long enough to check that there was no one in the street before slipping through and disappearing into the night.