#Oliver's birthday is Hufflepuff pride day

[t1oui]

percy weasley was eleven when he was sorted into slytherin.

in hindsight, no one should’ve been surprised. percy was the different one, the nerdy one, the weasley who played quidditch and had red hair but was, in every other way, other.

he was such an easy target for fred and george’s pranks, the boy who “couldn’t take a joke” even if the joke truly hurt.

like all young wix, he had bouts of accidental magic, but those were different too. where his siblings floated teapots, percy levitated his bed. where ginny changed the color of her birthday cake from pink to orange, percy blew up a bush. different. that’s all he ever was.

he asked once if the magic swirling under the surface of his skin would relax, if the lava would cool and stop trying so desperately to escape. after he saw the look on bill’s face, he didn’t ask again.

different. they were all magical, but he was different.

when percy started at hogwarts, he wanted to make a change. to show his siblings and his parents and the whole world that he, percy weasley, was worthy. worthy of love, of pride, of being in on pranks instead of the subject of them.

he didn’t think about how that would look to the hat until it was too late.

percy spent his first night at hogwarts as far away from his brothers as he could possibly be — across the great hall, across the school, across the world. percy was supposed to be a gryffindor, supposed to wear red and gold, supposed to make his family proud. how could he do that if they were now the very people he was meant to hate?

by january of his first year, percy had three good friends. he knew other people, of course — he wasn’t a total hermit, no matter what people (read: his family) said — but these were three people who were all his. maybe the possessiveness was a slytherin thing, but thanks to his friends, he was more comfortable with that.

their names were marcus, penelope, and oliver, and they became his whole world.

marcus came along first. he and percy were two of the four boys in their dormitory, and with adrian and theo becoming friends fairly quickly, percy and marcus befriending each other became somewhat inevitable. marcus was outgoing and reckless and a complete dork sometimes, but he was also kind and smart and could spend hours discussing chaser strategies with percy. he definitely liked quidditch more, there was no doubt about that, but percy found it didn’t matter. he could match marcus’s enthusiasm as long as he wanted.

next was penelope, and she was different. she hated all sports, quidditch included — despite the fact that she had only just been introduced to the sport (and the wizarding world as a whole — but she loved books just as much as percy did.

they met in the library, both of them looking for the same history of magic book, and after a few stern glares from penelope, she finally relented and the two agreed to share. it wasn’t as bad as either of them thought it would be. it was nice, percy thought, to have someone care about school as much as he did.

and then, finally, there was oliver wood.

oliver was a gryffindor, a supposed rival of marcus and percy, and he still managed to get pulled into their group anyway. looking back, percy isn’t surprised. of course he managed it — he’s oliver.

they — being marcus and percy — met him on the quidditch pitch the day of hufflepuff’s team tryouts. marcus and percy weren’t trying out, not even for the slytherin team, but they decided to watch all the tryouts and as many practices as they could to try and gauge the competition they’d have once they joined the team in second year. adrian had gone with them for slytherin’s tryouts, but apparently couldn’t bother to watch past that, instead electing to study with theodore. marcus didn’t really mind, and percy didn’t either, though adrian’s dry humor was a nice touch in the quiet moments.

they were some the only non-hufflepuffs in the stands, and practically the only students watching at all. they were some of the only non-hufflepuffs, but not all of them, because there was oliver. he wasn’t even sitting in gryffindor.

“he does know he’s not a ravenclaw, right?” percy had asked. marcus shrugged.

“maybe we should go remind him.”

so it was decided.

oliver barely even noticed as they walked up, too occupied with taking notes on the drills happening above him. but from that day on, he was one of them — once he noticed they were there, at least.

it was at the end of first year that percy finally explained the feeling of magic under his skin, practically bursting with it, and it was at the end of first year that his friends said they felt it, too. they felt the power building beneath the surface with nowhere to go, felt the discomfort of it and the confusion at students and teachers alike who couldn’t relate. but they could, and wasn’t that something?

when marcus found percy sulking after he signed up to stay at hogwarts for christmas, figuring his parents wouldn’t want him around, marcus had said, “you’re a slytherin. be proud of it.”

at the end of his first year, as percy found himself allied with the only other students who felt magic like his, he thought, someday, i’m going to show them all.

for the first time, he was proud.

[ted-t0nks]

☀ Do you think it’s possible 

( cis male | he/him/his | jordan fisher ) —— isn’t that EDWARD “TED” TONKS? yeah that is him, sitting there at the HUFFLEPUFF table with those other SIXTH YEARS. when sybill looks into that crystal ball of hers, she sees dog-eared muggle poetry books, a broken watch, a bouquet of daisies, unruly dark curls, hands with crooked fingers, bloody knuckles, and pastel painted nails, & an unwavering broad smile. anyway i’ve heard he’s pretty CARING, OPENMINDED, and DETERMINED. apparently he’s ‘FOR THE LIGHT’ and MUGGLE-BORN, but i’m sure that’s not related.

that some people are born 

On the morning of April 23rd, 1960 Edward was born to Ainsley and Duncan Tonks in a small town in Scotland. It was there that they lived as Edward, swiftly nicknamed Ted, grew up.

His mother taught literature at the local college, and his father ran the flower shop in town. Ted spent most days in the shop with his father or reading with his mother.

Despite his love for books, reading did not come easy for Ted. His parents dedicated most of their free time working with him to sound out words and spell. It was hard work, but once he got the hang of it he fell in love. His favorite thing was going on adventures with exciting characters, much more fantastic than he could ever dream of being.

The Tonks family lived a quiet, happy life. They didn’t have much money, but they didn’t struggle either - a happy medium. 

Ted’s social life, however, left much to be desired. He never quite fit in at school or with the neighboring children. They always found something to pick on him for, be it his books, his quiet nature, or his sometimes painted nails. Sometimes they even teased him because his father was a florist. Ted didn’t quite get it, but he had never been the judgmental type. Some of the meaner boys threw choice words at him, ones he had never come across in the books he read. 

The teasing got to him at first, but his mother explained it as ignorance- a word he did understand. He was different, she said, but that didn’t mean he was less than. She gave him books about heroes overcoming adversity and small-mindedness, and he knew he could, too. 

to give more love 

Ted wasn’t at home when he showed his first sign of magic. He was ten and out playing with one of the few boys from school who was kind to him, Oliver. They got on so well because, like Ted, Oliver was different. He enjoyed playing pretend and reading poetry more than football, and let Ted tangle flowers in his hair. Sometimes Oliver even kissed him on the cheek when Ted gave him flowers or let him borrow books. 

One day, some of the older boys from their school watched one of these exchanges- Ted handing over some flowers he had picked, and Oliver giving him a peck on the cheek. The other boys apparently did not get butterflies in their stomachs when this happened like Ted did. They thought it was funny, or bad, or maybe both - Ted didn’t exactly have time to analyze as the older boys came over and shoved them to the ground, proceeding to pick on them. Ted and Oliver didn’t make fun targets for bullying, though, not ones to fight back but instead wait for it to be over. 

When they left, Ted hugged Oliver as he cried for a little, then helped him to his feet. “Oh, no.” Oliver frowned, looking down at the forgotten flowers Ted had given him. They were crushed, petals torn and sad. Ted picked them up, wondering if he could save them. They didn’t deserve this- none of them did. 

“I’m sorry, Oliver.” Ted told him. He was going to suggest picking more from his mum’s garden on their walk home when Oliver gasped, eyes widening. Ted followed his friend’s gaze to his hand where the limp flowers were... coming back to life? 

The boys stared at the flowers for a few moments, then blinked at each other. Ted held the flower out to him, but Oliver backed up. His eyes were less curiosity and more fear. 

That was the last time he and Oliver played together, and the first time Ted truly felt like a freak. Needless to say, he and his magic didn’t get off on the right foot.

Hogwarts was different. It was better. He wasn’t a freak, at least not in the way he had been ashamed of since that day with Oliver. But the Wizarding World had a whole new set of prejudices against him, and Ted was done taking the docile approach. 

Ted was muggle-born and proud of it, and no one could take that pride away from him. Being muggle-born just meant it was easier to tell who his real friends were, because they stood by him through the bullying and sneers. As Ted got older, he began sticking up for himself and others, no longer cowering at the feet of the small-minded and ignorant. 

He was as kind and gentle as ever, but he was working more each day to add brave to that list, as well. With the situation getting worse each day, Hogwarts was beginning to feel like a boiling pot. Ted knew the time was approaching for him to step into the shoes of the heroes he’d always read about. 

than they will ever get back in return? ☀ 

Birthday: April 23rd 1960 - 16 years old

Sexuality: bisexual 

Alliance: for the light & open about it 

Extracurriculars: Chaser for the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, member of the stargazing club, frog choir, & art club as well as a Prefect for Hufflepuff House

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Character Basics

Birthday (Age): November 23rd, 2002 (25) (also a Sagittarius)

Gender (Pronouns): Female, She/Her

Sexuality: Bisexual

Blood Status: Muggleborn, a little bit of a Seer

Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff

Occupation: Ivy owns a small teashop in London, just a street away from the Diagon Alley entrance in the Leaky Cauldron. More details in bio…

Faceclaim: Odeya Rush

Biography:

Ivy grew up as the youngest of four, with two older brothers and an older sister; The oldest, Rowan, 32, working as a lawyer in London. He has two daughters and an amazing wife. Ivy and Rowan got along pretty well as kids but didn’t form that strong of a connection, considering Rowan is 7 years older than her. Next is Flora, 28, who doesn’t really work. Her wife is some sort of business CEO in America, so Flora takes care of their three adopted children. Flora and Ivy were very very close as children, and it lasted all the way to adulthood. They talk frequently and Ivy goes to visit at least once a year. Finally, there’s Oliver, Ivy’s twin brother. They were inseparable as children, but when Ivy received a Hogwarts letter and Oliver didn’t, he got jealous. The summer between second and third year, they had a huge fight that ended with both of them swearing to never speak to the other again. They’re both too prideful to apologize, and never stayed in contact after Ivy moved out. She knows he’s working in their father’s shop, and that he met a girl who he’s dating seriously, but that’s all her parents told her.

As for her parents, Daisy and Thomas Blum are the proud owners of ‘Comics & Coffee’, a semi-successful bookstore-cafe franchise in the UK and select locations in America. Thomas started up the company in the late ’90s, while Daisy worked full-time as a nurse, covering expenses that come with starting your own business. Eventually, in 2010, the company started gaining traction after the Avengers movie was announced, and people wanted to get back into comics more than ever all of a sudden. There are seven locations throughout the UK, and three in America. Daisy quit her nursing job in 2011 to help Thomas take care of business, and they’re both happy, despite the busy schedules.

Ivy was a peculiar child, even without the surprise magic. Her mother claims that Ivy rarely cried as a baby and that sometimes she would walk into the nursery in the middle of the night to make sure her daughter was okay, only to find her standing in the crib as if expecting her to walk through the door at that moment. “It’s almost like you could tell the future,” she would joke when she had a few too many glasses of wine and spoke of the incidents, but once Ivy started at Hogwarts and learned what Divination was, she thought maybe she really could tell the future. She dismissed it as coincidental, she was just ‘force sensitive’, as her father would put it.

These occurrences continued throughout her childhood, in very different ways. Sometimes a utensil dropping on the floor would make her suddenly feel the urge to ask when such and such would arrive, even though her parents hadn’t invited anyone over. Sure enough, their grandmother, or some other individual, would show up out of the blue.

Ivy was a very quiet child. She didn’t say her first word until she was 18 months old, whereas Oliver had started talking at a year old. She preferred to sit and color over running around the playground screaming and causing chaos. Her schoolmates would call her a ‘freak’ most of the time, though she didn’t quite understand how rude it was until she got older. When her mother asked her why she was so quiet, Ivy merely shrugged her shoulders and said “I don’t really have anything important to say.”

One thing, however, that did get Ivy talking was comic books. Ivy spent a good part of her childhood between the rows of her father’s shop. You could usually find her in the X-Men section, a pile of comics surrounding her as she essentially devoured the one in her hand. If you even brought up any of the X-Men, you would see her light up like never before. She felt a special connection with the X-Men series specifically because they weren’t just superheroes; there were kids and teenagers like her, who were just trying to figure out why they were different. Up until her 11th birthday, she thought her accidental magic was actually her mutant powers, and that once she got older, Professor X or someone would come to get her. That obviously wasn’t the case.

Because Ivy’s birthday is so late in the year, she had to wait 10 months after receiving her letter to go to Hogwarts. She was also a year older than everyone in her year, which was convenient in 6th year because Ivy turned 17 before most of her classmates and was therefore sent out on Firewhiskey runs for them.

At Hogwarts, she really ‘blum’ed (I had to do it at least once). Despite the initial disappointment that she wouldn’t be heading to the X-Mansion, Hogwarts proved to be almost cooler. She wasn’t much of a hat-staller, but the Sorting Hat did debate for a little bit on whether to put her in Hufflepuff or Gryffindor. It eventually decided on Hufflepuff, because her hard-working and loyal nature was more over-powering than her pride. As for classes, she discovered a natural gift for Herbology and quickly developed a love for plants of all kinds. If you couldn’t find her in the common room, your best bet was to search the Greenhouses, where Ivy was usually helping Professor Longbottom with some sort of plant.

Another class she found she excelled in was Divination. Professor Trelawney was well past her prime, but she did offer a starting point for Ivy, so she could slowly develop her Seer abilities as time went on. It was a nice distraction from the sadness of her fight with Oliver. Immersing herself in the world of Divination distracted her from dealing with her feelings. Ivy took the class every year for her remaining years at Hogwarts and found that no matter how hard the tried, she couldn’t get the hang of crystal balls or fortune-telling. She was very good at interpreting dreams, tarot cards, and tea leaves, however, which is why she calls herself ‘force sensitive’; She doesn’t visually see the future, but she can read the messages that the future sends.

After graduating from Hogwarts, she spent a year living abroad, trying to figure out what she wanted to do with her life. She visited wizarding and muggle villages alike, all across Europe. She made money by reading palms and offering tarot readings to anyone who would ask. She eventually found that she enjoyed doing just that, minus the nomadic lifestyle. She wanted a store, her own business, just like her parents. When she returned home, she told her parents about her plan; open a tea shop for muggles and wixen alike. Muggles can come in and enjoy a cup of tea, or purchase tea if they’d like. Witches and wizards can come in and ask to use the upstairs washroom. This would prompt Ivy to lead them upstairs, where there was no bathroom, and that was where she would hold all of her readings (palmistry, tarot cards, tea leaves, etc). Ivy decided not to offer her readings to muggles because of the Statute of Secrecy; she isn’t 100% positive, but if her gifts are indeed Seer abilities, she could get in serious trouble for using them on muggles. If she was lucky, they wouldn’t find out about her year abroad. Though her parents didn’t quite understand the magic aspect of it, they were happy one of their children wanted to start their own business, and they gave Ivy a loan so she could buy a place in London and get things started.

After a lot of back and forth with the Ministry, Ivy finally opened the doors of ‘Leaves’ in 2023, at the age of 21. Though she received quite a few wixen clients, she didn’t initially receive many muggle clients. People weren’t as interested in sitting and enjoying tea in a shop if they could just do it at home. Her muggle clientele has grown slowly over the years, but her primary customers remain witches and wizards.

She almost gave up her business in 2025, when she became pregnant with her daughter. She’d been seeing someone for a few weeks, nothing extremely serious. Ivy called Flora before she told anybody else. Flora told her to tell the father, which did not end well for Ivy. He did exactly what she thought he would do, which was disappear. After he told her she wanted nothing to do with the baby, Ivy called Flora again, only this time, she was crying harder than she’d ever cried. Flora couldn’t understand any of what Ivy said for the first half-hour of their phone call. Eventually, Ivy calmed down and explained the situation, which prompted Flora to grab her kids and jump on a plane. Ivy spent two weeks holed up in her apartment with Flora, the kids visiting their grandparents, and looking around London. During this time, Flora and Ivy barely spoke; Flora knew Ivy just needed someone there, and that she’d ask for help when she needed it. After two weeks, she finally asked Flora what to do.

They concluded that she couldn’t do this alone. Ivy had to hire a shop assistant, and she wouldn’t be able to offer her readings for a while. Eventually, she chose to hire [TBD], who ended up being a pretty good help. Ivy only showed up every other day to check in on them.

Although it was unexpected and a little inopportune, Ivy was ecstatic to become a mother. She gave birth to her daughter, Olivia Iris Blum, in October of 2025. Though she’ll never admit it, Ivy named her daughter after her twin brother. Even though she’s only two years old, Olivia is as energetic and excitable as Oliver was when he was a kid, which makes Ivy feel like she still has a part of Oliver in her life. Ivy and Olivia live in the loft above the tea shop, and customers often see the young girl playing on the ground behind the counter or under unoccupied tables.

Character Questionnaire

How does your character feel about their family?

Ivy idolizes her parents even if she doesn’t outwardly show it. She watched her parents build a company from the ground up, and she watched them continue to love each other and build each other up throughout it all. They also always made time for their children, no matter the situation. If Thomas had to work late, he’d find thirty minutes of his time to call home and talk to all the kids before they went to bed. Daisy always had everyone’s lunches packed and ready to go in the morning, even if she had just worked all night. Every kid believes they have the best parents in the world up until a certain age, but Ivy never stopped believing that.

As for siblings, the feelings vary.

Ivy adores Rowan, but they’re so far apart in age that they never properly bonded. They talk on the phone at least once a month, and Ivy comes for supper on Fridays, but that’s mostly because Rosie, Rowan’s wife, was two years older than Ivy and rode the bus with her when the young witch attended muggle primary school. They reconnected and became good friends when Rowan and Rosie started dating.

Flora and Ivy, however, are much much closer. Even though Ivy was a quieter-than-usual kid, she always seemed to open up to Flora; Flora had some sort of gift with children and always seemed to get along with them. Their friendship remained sturdy even when Ivy started attending Hogwarts. They wrote to each other consistently, and it was actually by letter that Flora came out to Ivy, her being the first person she told. To this day, Ivy and Flora are the closest sisters in the world, despite being continents apart. Ivy doesn’t necessarily want the ‘housewife’ life for herself, but she’s happy her sister has found someone who gave it to her.

And of course, Oliver. Ivy hasn’t spoken to Oliver properly in over a decade. Nothing more than ‘pass the peas’ or ‘mom said she wanted to talk to you’. She misses her twin brother, but she can’t bring herself to apologize for the fight; he said some unforgivable things to her. She knows he was angry, but he could have just expressed his feelings and they could’ve talked through it. Ivy will always love Oliver, but she won’t be the first to apologize.

I couldn’t forget Olivia. Despite the fact that Olivia was a BIG surprise, Ivy is grateful for her every single day when she hears her daughter’s voice. Olivia is the most important person in the world for Ivy, and she would do anything for her

How would your character describe their own work ethic? Is that an accurate measure of themself?

Ivy sees herself as a very hard-working individual; she always puts in 110% and never gives up, no matter how hard the issue. She’s a bit of a perfectionist, which is both a good and bad thing; Good because the final product is always top-quality, and bad because she isn’t very good at accepting the help of others. She likes to do things herself because things need to be done in a specific way.

What does your character value in a friendship?

Ivy values honesty and communication above anything else. She wants to avoid another falling out like the one with her brother at all costs, so she prefers friends who won’t just shut her out or be super secretive all the time. She just wants a proper grown-up friendship.

Para Sample

BEEP! BEEP! BEE-

Ivy’s hand sneaked out quickly from under the covers to turn off the alarm, then returned quickly back to the warmth of her comforter. The air was cold, which was to be expected considering it was January. The heater was lackluster, s Ivy usually had to cast a heating charm on her blanket, so when morning came, she would end up in the exact position she was in now; her duvet covering her head all the way to her toes, while she was curled up in a ball underneath, trying to keep warm. She lay there for a moment, almost drifting back to sleep when the alarm went off once more. This one was to ensure she didn’t do exactly what she was just doing. Ivy turned the alarm off with a sigh and removed her blanket from her body. It was time to start her day.

Ivy made her way to her kitchen, starting the kettle and grabbing a bowl of cereal. She opened her drawer to pull out a spoon when she dropped said utensil on the floor. An overwhelming sense of dread came over her, and she froze where she stood, bowl in hand. She stared at the spoon, which was pointing away from her front door, which only meant bad news. An unexpected visitor, but who? Then, Ivy noticed that it was a spoon. “An unexpected child is going to be visiting? But wh-” and that’s when it hit her. Her bowl joined her spoon on the ground, and she was soon running to the bathroom and opening the medicine cabinet. She grabbed the muggle pregnancy test- the potion took too long to brew, she needed answers immediately.

Minutes turned into hours as she paced throughout her apartment. She stared at the phone in her kitchen, debating calling her sister, or maybe even her mom. But she shook away that thought very quickly, there was no need to worry either of them for no reason. She’d been wrong with her instincts before, she could be wrong again. She stared at the clock for a few seconds longer, until she heard the alarm on her phone go off. She stared down the hallway that led to her bathroom, her heart beating faster and harder than it ever had before. She made way into the room and looked at the stick that could change her future drastically. She stared for a few seconds at the stick, a single tear falling down her face before she took a deep breath and picked up her cellphone. She clicked on the contact name ‘Flora’, her hands shaking as she waited for the only voice that could calm her down right now.

“Hello?’

Another deep breath. “Flora?” Her voice shook slightly as she spoke her sister’s name. “I have a problem.”

Additional Information for Original Characters  

Character Teaser

Growing up muggleborn and being able to read the future wasn’t a great combination. Her family called her peculiar, but schoolmates used another word to describe Ivy Blum: a freak. It wasn’t until she was introduced into the world of magic that Ivy realized how special she truly was. Over the years, she’s developed her skills both in school and out in the world, while overcoming any obstacle in her way. She’s even opened a tea shop, where she offers teas and readings of all kinds. You’ll either find her behind the counter or chasing a little girl around the tables.

Feelings on Magical Integration

Ivy is absolutely an integrationist. She wishes she could have a conversation with her mother about the wizarding world and not have to explain every little thing. She wants her daughter to be able to mingle with muggles and wixen alike, as she has roots in both. She has a very long list that goes on for ages, but it’s mainly because she wants her family to be involved and know more about the wizarding world.

Wanted Connections

The Assistant: Someone who’s been working in the shop for a few years now, and who is pretty close with Ivy. Ideally, a character who is hard-working and trustworthy, but I’m open to a sweet employee who is Doing Their Best™.

The Baby Daddy: The father of Olivia, who has recently come back into the picture. Someone a little flaky, but who’s also Doing Their Best™.

The Best Friend: Someone Ivy has been friends with for years. They’ve gone through a lot together, and will always have each other’s backs.

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Morris

BIRTHDAY: May 19th

ZODIAC: Gemini

SPECIES: Human

GENDER: Male

FAMILY

Mother/Father - no idea man the kid was dropped off to live with his aunt so Aunt - caretaker

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION

Morris has flat long-ish black hair from not taking the actual time to at least try cutting it. He has a natural olive/tan skin tone. He carries a wiry body from his earlier days. About 5'8 or so. He usually wears a cracked pair of goggles on his head. The kid's got a fair share of scars, the most obvious one over his mouth. His wardrobe isn't really static, but commonly wears hoodies. He has blue eyes.

PERSONALITY

Morris is constantly on edge. He's constantly worried for the worst to come. He believes that he's more realistic than pessimistic. He hardly ever admits anything outright, dodging any personal questions whenever possible. His solution to most problems is to either avoid them altogether, or run away. He's often irritable, lacking people skills. He avoids people if he can, keeping to himself. He could pretty much be summed up as "properly paranoid". Though cowardly, he is able to stand his own in a fight.

SEXUALITY: Bisexual

SETTING

lmao the city still doesnt have a name im working on it

BACK STORY

Born in Mexico, his parents legally crossed the border in hopes to have more success in the US much like his mother's sister. Though not extremely wealthy, she lived decently and was more than willing to help them on their way. However, when he was still very young, his parents found that they wouldn't be able to afford raising him, passing him off to his aunt before moving on with their lives. He lived comfortably for the first ten years of his life before his aunt's business went downhill and moved to a shadier part of the city to keep rent down. His aunt resorted to fostering kids on the side in order to get paid by the state. Sure it wasn't much, but it was better than nothing. One particular child stayed in her care for a long while due to complications (talking 11 months - 18 months). During this time, Morris grew very fond of her. Unfortunately, she wasn't the best influence, as she got into all sorts of shit and participated in gang life. Of course, he found this all to be cool/exciting and followed right in her footsteps. She was practically a big sister figure to him. He grew to cause havoc and participate in illegal shit for a good while (half a year?? idk). Which was all fine and dandy, he was p much enjoying himself and pissing off people. One day he's just going downtown and finds the corpse of his "big sister" in an alleyway. Needless to say it was bloody and morbid as shit and probably gave him some serious trauma. (He may have developed ptsd from this) The event had him snap and do a complete 180 after witnessing the body. He desperately tried to get out of gang life, but ended up not being able to escape.

FAVORITE COLOR?

Dark blue.

DOES YOUR CHARACTER COLLECT ANYTHING?

The shards of our broken hearts.

ALLERGIES?

ur bullshit

KIND OF CLOTHING?

Your average hoodies. Most tend to be cheap.

FAVORITE ANIMAL?

Dogs.

LEAST FAVORITE ANIMAL?

Bees. Flies.

WHAT ELEMENT WOULD THEY BE?

Water

ALIGNMENT?

True Neutral

DEADLY SIN THAT BEST REPRESENTS THEM?

Envy

WHICH ANIMAL WOULD THEY BE?

Maybe a coyote or a ferret.

SPECIAL SKILLS / TALENTS?

Nitrogen manipulation, picking locks, decent with a knife

PATIENCE LEVEL?

Pretty low

REGRETS?

[Hysterical laughing]

ROLE MODEL?

ded lmao

FAVORITE FOODS?

Probably fruits. Ones with juice like apples, oranges, ect.

DREAM PLACE TO LIVE?

In an actual house, preferably away from the city.

MODE OF TRANSPORTATION?

Foot.

PETS?

None. Often interacts with stray cats and dogs though.

WEAPON

Switchblade, Liquid Nitrogen

MOST APPROPRIATE TV TROPE(S)?

Heroic Sacrifice (in mafia) and Sour Outside, Sad Inside

SMELLS LIKE?

what

HOW DO THEY FEEL ABOUT LOVE?

He feels that it's well....dangerous.

LEAST FAVORITE COLOR?

White.

MAKES A LIVING BY?

Doesn't need to make a living seeing how he lives with his aunt. He tends to steal for extra money though.

FEARS OR PHOBIAS?

He's afraid of the future in general.

RACE, ETHNICITY AND NATIONALITY?

Mexican American.

BAD HABITS?

The whole scratching arms thing when he's nervous. Running away a lot.

IF THEY TRANSITIONED FROM THEIR WORLD TO OURS, HOW WOULD THEY REACT?

He'd be really relieved actually. Doesn't have to deal with all this OP gang bs.

DOES THEIR UNIVERSE HAVE A GOD?

(It's me)

PERSONAL PROBLEMS?

[Laughcrying in the distance]

RELIGIOUS AND TO WHAT EXTENT? ANY SPIRITUAL BELIEFS?

Not religious at all.

KIND OF STUDENT IF THEY ATTEND/WERE TO ATTEND SCHOOL? (E.G. CLASS CLOWN, STRAIGHT A)

Straight B+ or B student. No extra activities.

RANDOM FACT!

He used to wear his hair in a ponytail :3c

DO GHOSTS OR SUPERNATURAL ENTITIES EXIST IN THEIR’ WORLD?

Sort of.

OUTLOOK ON LIFE?

He believes that people born under certain circumstances, as well as being born with a likeable personality are able to get ahead in life and enjoy it. He is not one of those people.

WHAT OR WHO INSPIRED YOU TO CREATE THEM?

I was looking for a friend for Jordan/a protagonist buuut he's not so much a protagonist anymore seeing how there isn't an actual/fixed story anymore. I don't think Jordan and Morris would get along anyway haha.

MOST IMPORTANT PERSON IN THEIR LIFE

Br...andon...

FAVORITE OBJECT?

His goggles.

WHEN DID YOU CREATE THIS CHARACTER?

Chinese class haha

IF YOUR CHARACTER HAS A SIGNIFICANT OTHER, WHAT WOULD THEIR SONG BE?

I ALWAYS THOUGHT IT'D BE "NO LIGHT, NO LIGHT" BUT IDK

WHAT WAS YOUR CHARACTER LIKE AS A CHILD?

Prideful. Scum of the Earth

DO THEY LIKE THE NAME THEY WERE GIVEN?

He's pretty okay with it.

NERVOUS HABITS?

Scratches the back of his neck and his arms.

SIBLINGS?

Has a few adoptive ones.

HAVE THEY EVER WANTED TO COMMIT SUICIDE?

Probably at some point tbh I mean he's a teenager

GLASS HALF FULL OR HALF EMPTY?

Half empty.

VIEWS ON GAMBLING, LYING, KILLING, ETC...?

He stands neutral on these kind of topics. He doesn't care what others do, as long as it doesn't affect him or anyone he actually cares about.

DO THEY STAND UP FOR WHAT THEY BELIEVE IN?

Sometimes. He prefers to avoid conflict though.

HOW MUCH DO THEY VALUE MONEY?

A lot.

WANTS TO HAVE KIDS, RAISE A FAMILY?

[One Direction Laughter]

WHAT'S THEIR ONE BIG KINK?

[One Direction Laughter ceases] [Dead silence]

PASSIVE, AGRESSIVE, OR DEFENSIVE?

Defensive.

CAT OR DOG PERSON?

Dog.

WHAT SONGS RELATE TO YOUR CHARACTER?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ephdl5HjIzQ maybe shrugs

HOW HAS THEIR LOOK/DESIGN CHANGED OVER TIME?

He used to wear glasses, had short hair, no scars. Also had a chain hanging from his pants.

MOST TRAUMATIC EXPERIENCE?

The time he got his rolemodel killed lmao. And mafia. The haunted mansion and Denny's were not fun for him.

WHAT BRINGS THEM THE MOST JOY?

Watching familiar stray doges run up to him :3. Spending time with Brandon also makes him really happy but also makes him really nervous.

ARE THEY TICKLISH?

Probably on his sides.

DO THEY PLAY ANY INSTRUMENTS?

I'd like to think he plays the piano, but then again I like the piano a lot and want all my ocs to play the piano.

COKE OR PEPSI?

He thinks they're pretty much the same.

HOGWARTS HOUSE

Gryffindor or Hufflepuff probably.

IMPORTANT PEOPLE IN THEIR LIFE

Brandon....

IF THEY COULD HAVE ONE THING IN THE WORLD?

A stable lifestyle.

WOULD THEY DARE KILL SOMEONE?

If the situation was dire enough, probably.

INVOLVED WITH MAGIC OR WITCHCRAFT?

His nitrogeny powers counts as magic soo

WHAT MLP CHARACTER WOULD THEY BE?

Why.

WOULD YOUR CHARACTER BE WILLING TO SACRIFICE ORDER AND SANITY TO LIVE IN A CRAZY FANTASY WORLD WHERE ANYTHING WAS POSSIBLE, OR DO ALL IN THEIR POWER TO PREVENT THAT FROM HAPPENING?

The latter.

[otraeger]

also apparently the 20th was hufflepuff pride day which i missed because i'm the worst, but it was also this huffleboy's birthday which is perfect okay bye that's all folks