#claire goes because deep down she also wants to be at the forefront of a historically important discovery

[tea-of-destiny]

feeling very normal about randall in the professor claire universe

[skeethings-blog]

OUT OF CHARACTER

♔ INTRODUCTION Taylor, 18, cst, female pronouns

♔ ACTIVITY Uh…about the same as it is now. Roughly around a 7/10, if I had to put it onto a scale for how often I post weekly. I try to churn out replies fairly quickly,  and now that I’m done with school until fall I have a lot of free time, so hopefully that won’t change very much.

♔ HOW ARE YOU? I’m doing okay. Kind of have a headache at the moment, but things could be worse.

♔ WHAT HARRY POTTER CHARACTER DO YOU IDENTIFY WITH MOST?: I feel like my answer to this changes every day, but right now I’d say Ginny Weasley.

IN CHARACTER

♔ DESIRED CHARACTER Rita Guinevere Skeeter

♔ FACE CLAIM Claire Holt

♔ REASON FOR CHOSEN CHARACTER Rita was always a very fascinating character to me in the canon series, even if - and I say this with love in mind - she is horribly annoying. Gossip mongrels tend to be, and of course she’s no exception. Though unlike many, Rita is very intelligent in the ways she goes about uncovering stories. She was placed into Ravenclaw for a reason. While many who don’t know her - something she vehemently refuses to believe, by the way - tend to see her in the stereotypical fashions. A pretty blonde girl. This is obviously true, but Rita would be damned to hell multiple times over before she would quit proving anyone wrong.

Rita Skeeter is a catty, vindictive woman, who craves power and success. She may feed off other people and their triumphs and failures to achieve such, but while there are people to desire such, why not take advantage of it?

Her alliance in CRT with the Death Eaters and Voldemort offers such a fascinating look on her character, as well. It gives her depth– more than just the name-smearing, word twisting vindictive journalist Harry Potter encounters at fourteen. The Skeeter family is built on purebloods, but are not in the elite Sacred 28. This leaves an open ended question as tohow Rita Skeeter of all people became part of such a brutal force. She wouldn’t possess the mark, of course - too incriminating, and if anyone understands the importance of protecting your identity, it would be the woman who builds her career of tossing others under the bus. And I don’t see her as being that invested in the protection of blood purity – she’s a pureblood, she’s safe as long as she plays the game correctly. Because that’s what the war is to Rita, a game. She stands with the dangerous ones to keep them from turning against her. But she’s conniving and she’s clever. Her true motives in the war are carefully hidden in crafty words meant to protect herself behind her sugary smile – something she perfected.

♔ PREFERRED SHIPS/ANTI-SHIPS

Anything with Chemistry and I will be on board. Considering that Rita’s min focus is herself, her career, success, romance is not on the forefront of her mind. I can’t see her going out of her way to seek out a relationship unless it would lead to information, but that would just make it all the more interesting if something took her by surprise.

♔ CREATE ONE OF THE FOLLOWING FOR YOUR CHARACTER:

Aesthetic

MockBlog

Also some songs that ooze Rita vibes:

You’re so Vain - Carly Simon You’re so vain, you probably think this song Is about you Well, you said that we made such a pretty pair And that you would never leave But you gave away the things you loved And one of them was me

Problem - Natalia Kills I’m your dream girl This is real love But you know what they say about me… That girl is a problem

Power and Control - Marina & the Diamonds Women and men, we are the same But love will always be game We give and take a little more Eternal game of tug and war

Think you’re funny, think you’re smart Think you’re gonna break my heart Think you’re funny, think you’re smart Yeah, you may be good-looking but you’re not a piece of art

Miss Jackson - Panic at the Disco

Climbing out the back door, didn’t leave a mark No one knows it’s you Miss Jackson Found another victim, but No one knows it’s you Miss Jackson Where will you be waking up Tomorrow morning? Out the back door, goddamn But I love her anyway

Black Sheep - Gin Wigmore I got lots of jealous lovers that all wish they had me back Got a pistol for a mouth, my own mama gave me that Making my own road out of gravel and some wine And if I have to fall then it won’t be in your line

Kill of the Night - Gin Wigmore The danger is, I’m dangerous And I might just tear you apart

IN CHARACTER QUESTIONNAIRE

♔ If you were able to invent one spell, potion, or charm, what would it do, what would you use it for or how would you use it? Feel free to name it: A coy smile pulls at her lips, head tilting thoughtfully to the side ever so slightly. She’s thought about it before of course, even experimented once or twice. “Informatum revellio – a charm to tell me when there’s a fresh new story just waiting for me to sink my teeth into. Bystanders are terribly fickle and desperately in need of a lesson into the inner workings of journalism, how to submit tips. It would certainly be far easier on me to simply do it myself.”

♔ You have to venture deep into the Forbidden Forest one night. Pick one other character and one object (muggle or magical), besides your wand, that you’d want with you: One arched, fair eyebrow raises in bored curiosity at the question. As if Rita Skeeter would ever step foot into those woods. “I would require nobody’s company but my own, of course, unless they would be offering a less filthy path so I wouldn’t ruin my shoes. If I must, I suppose Travers wouldn’t make the worst company. Leave him to the dirty work.” She quips, flicking her nails out to inspect her manicure, finding more fascination there than in the question. “And some sort of repellant, to keep those horrible creatures from getting to close to me.”

♔ What kinds of decisions are the most difficult for you to make? Once again, her head tilts, this time in the opposing direction. She’s quiet for a moment, but not too long. “Whether or not I should be more active in this sad attempt at a war. I’m horrid with decisions that present no obvious outcome.” Well, it certainly could have been worse. “Are you quite finished with these questions yet? Some of us have work to do.”

♔ What is one thing you would never want said about you? A multitude of thoughts flash through her mind, insults she’s tossed at herself while standing in the mirror, drunk and sad, alone in her vast apartment. Selfish, stupid, manipulative. Horrible at her job. Best be prepared to die a young, shameful death. “Oh, this one is easy.” Rita said, a hand flicking through the air, waving it off as if in boredom. “I would certainly detest to hear I am unattractive. No girl ever desires to hear she’s fat or ugly, does she?”

WRITING SAMPLE

Her high heels chimed ominously against the dark floors. Rookwood walked swiftly in front of her, a familiar bloke from school – what was his name, Sebastian? – behind her. An amused smirk flitted across her ruby tinted lips as the realization of just what they were doing hit. Voldemort did not trust her, nor did his goonish followers, who were herding her as if she was a sheep. It was a smart move on their part, Rita could give them that; the pretty blonde journalist, a Death Eater. Certainly it was a laughable thought. Oh, how she could not wait to prove them wrong.

The hallway down which the trio walked, silence aside from the echo of Rita’s shoes, seemed to stretch on for quite too long. She had grown up in a manor, of course, but it hadtaste. Lestrange manor was painfully dreary, the draft shooting which filled the space almost causing her flesh to rise in unfortunate bumps. All of it left her wondering just how these people were so well respected– did they know nothing? Living in a home resembling a crypt was sure to kill one’s reputation.

A firm hand wrapped around her arm suddenly, veering her into a turn she hadn’t seen coming. Her nose scrunched together in disgust, feet nearly failing her from the sudden move – skilled in heels as she was, control was necessary. “Get your likely unwashed hands off of me, thank you.” Rita snarled, snatching her arm away quick as she could. The eyeroll Travers offered in response sent her eyebrows shooting up in disbelief, another snide, quickly crafted remark tainting her tongue.

But before she could release anymore venom, a door creaked ominously in front of her. Yet another indication of how poorly their home was kept. Travers and Rookwood were watching her with the same bored, expectant expression now, and her hues flitted between them quickly. Straightening her shoulders, taking over the stride she had mastered years before – the one which exuded confidence, insight – Rita stepped between them. And there her heels went again, clicking away in a sound resonating similarly to her typewriter.

The room she stepped into was warmer than the hallway, to say the least. A bright, orange fire sparked life from a deep-set fireplace, a long table resting beside it. While the room was not crowded perse, Rita recognized nearly everyone, various bored and amused eyes turning to watch her. To her own credit, the sight of Bellatrix Lestrange and Amycus Carrow did not cause her to falter. If anything, it only pulled the stance back to full, her ever-successful falsified smile gracing tainted lips.

And while she had not seen him yet, he was certainly there. Sitting at the head of the table silently, expectantly. No doubt waiting to see if the pretty blonde girl would run and flee, change her mind, or stay and prove them all wrong.

And well – who was Rita to turn down a good challenge?

[tea-of-destiny]

and just so the og tags are available on the same post

#like. randall being best friends with both hershel and claire in stansbury #hersh and randy get along because they're opposite complements. partners in crime. #but randy and claire get along because they're so damn similar at their core. intellectual rivals even.

#randall goes to akbadain because he wants to prove himself with the fame and fortune of unlocking its secrets #hersh goes to try and keep randall out of trouble. he has no real belief that they'll find anything *but* trouble down there #claire goes because deep down she also wants to be at the forefront of a historically important discovery #she's sure that randall is onto something with the mask of chaos. and some part of her can't let randall best her at this.

#when randall falls into the ruins it should naturally be claire's hand that he slips out of in this au #but hershel's the one who has to keep claire from falling off the ledge after randall so he can't save randall either #the guilt from the incident drives claire and hersh out of stansbury together. and as you know they grow much closer in the years after #and ofc later on hershel also dies because of claire's research on the time machine. another discovery gone fatally wrong

#so. claire was randall's friend and rival. claire left him to die in the ruins. claire and hershel stole credit for discovering akbadain #and ran off to college together to become famous and knowledgeable without him. #and then claire left hershel to die too. all for her own gain. the esteemed professor layton--built on the backs and blood of her friends

#what i'm saying is when descole makes randall into the mg he ensures randall feels the most betrayed by claire. not henry or angela #like ofc randy's jealous that henry and angela claimed 'his' fortune and moved on without him #but destroying monte d'or is about getting revenge on claire for being so selfish and reckless with other people's lives

#if you want to get real jiggy with it. obv randy's original motive for proving himself in akbadain was to earn angela's hand in marriage #but maybe after the fall he forgot who he was trying to impress. maybe when descole shows up spinning a tale about betrayal-- #randall begins to believe the one he loved is claire. the person (he thinks) he wanted to prove himself to is the one who let him down most #<- we're going full soap opera with this au akjlsdfhlaksdfjlks

#and claire is pretty confident that randall is misremembering this too. but not 100% confident. and it throws her off her game. #because maybe he has a point right? all she does is hurt people who love her. maybe she deserves to be the villain in his eyes. #whether she stops him from destroying monte d'or or not she proves him right in some sense

#in sum uh. i like when the ranclaire dynamic is angsty and fucked up

feeling very normal about randall in the professor claire universe