#emma vanity . 001

[columnquills]

@ofxsorcery ✧ @thelionshrt ✧ @emmasvanity ✧ @epithclial

[rblcck]

While Elodie was occupied speaking with a friend of hers, Regulus excused himself to the other room. He'd caught a glimpse of Emma while the two of them were making their rounds and wanted to make sure he took some time out of his night to see her. It seemed as though both of them had so much going on in their lives recently that they hadn't had a proper chance to talk with each other in quite some time.

"May I have this dance?" Regulus asked, holding out a hand to Emma, who was standing so close to the band it was quite difficult to hear. He couldn't help but to notice her eyes glued to the lead singer, and he made a note to make sure he asked her about it. "I've missed you, buddy, why don't you ever come see me?" @emmavanityx

[valeria-flint]

Val couldn't help but chuckle at the way Emma brought it all because even though it was quite harshly put... It was very much the truth. The woman nodded with a smile. Having Alecto as a sister... There were a lot worse choices. She knew how to deal with Alecto and she liked the woman. "I do think we have to sort out a wedding date soon probably, because it looks like our parents are getting closer and closer to being done with us postponing things." But as long as they had not reached that moment, Val did not mind postponing it all a little longer. She narrowed her eyes slightly once more when Emma still didn't give her a name but then dropped it. She knew the other woman; she wasn't going to get a name any time soon. Val couldn't help but scoff slightly when Emma said nothing was going on. "There will always be something going on between you two. Even a blind one would be able to feel that. But like I said, it all went very quickly. I heard first that he was in talks and next time we spoke, he was already in London and everything was signed. There were a day or two in between that." She quickly grabbed two flutes of the awful lavender champagne that they were serving and handed one over to Emma. "But we've talked boys long enough now. Let's try and enjoy this boring event a bit."

/ END.

"I'm not surprised at all. It's not like they expect us to fall for whoever they pick, as long as we pop out an heir or two they're happy." Perhaps it was a bit harsh of her to word it like that, but that is the impression she got. "You could have it worse, at least you'll have Alecto as a sister in law and not some horrible hag." Emma pointed out, having Alecto as a sister spoke in favor for Amycus. "It definitely would be limiting. We are young still, they cannot expect you to have children so soon." It was a feeble excuse as they were both closer to thirty than twenty, but Emma knew of several pureblood couples who had only conceived later in life. The parents would definitely expect children as that was the reason for these unions, to unite familys and grow their influence together. "It's not that I don't trust you. You know that. I promise to tell you if it gets more serious. No use in proclaiming something for it to fall apart." Perhaps she was a little superstitious but this was the first relationship she could see herself in after what happened with Seth. "There's nothing going on. We haven't spoken in years. I don't think he'd reach out to me." He hasn't cared to in the last five years, after all.

[bvrgins]

closed  // @emmavhq​

            “  i  really  don’t  get  why  you  and  the  other  girls  won’t  let  me  set  up  an  aquarium  in  the  dorm ,  i’m  sure  my  fishies  are  missing  me  terribly  ”

[crookedkingdcm]

who: emma x rita where: some bar  when: aftermath. perhaps a couple days after

Emma had lost count of how many drinks she had about an hour ago. All she knew was that it wasn’t enough. She was drunk but she wasn’t nearly drunk enough to fill the hole in her chest. Emma thought he knew what emptiness was, she thought she knew what loneliness was but it had been nothing like this. She felt as as if she was an exposed wire - something that would go off as soon as it was disturbed. She couldn’t believe how utterly exhausted she felt. Was she simply supposed to burn out this soon? It didn’t feel right. She wanted to feel the anger she had first felt when she had heard ; that one moment of rage that had overshadowed everything else. How dare anyone had harmed her little sister? Ella, who had been so much kinder, brighter - better than her. It was so much better than this numbness that had enveloped her since then. 

The bar was mostly empty by now. It was late and after the attack, people wanted to spend time with their families but Emma couldn’t stand to look at hers. Not when the only person she had cared for was gone. It hit her like a knife every time she thought of it. She gestured to the bartender for another round of drinks, even though the one in front of her wasn’t finished yet when she saw Rita standing there. Emma blinked up at her, taking a moment before she was really able to focus on her. Looking at Rita always hurt but this was something else. She wanted to be cruel, wanted to remind her that she hated her but her voice sounded hollow even to her own ears, “What do you want?”

[femmcfatales-a]

closed — @vcnities​

location — the three broomsticks, hogshead inn, any bar atmosphere

           sitting  at  the  bar  alone  on  a  chilly  summer  evening,  theo  felt  at  ease  —  which  was  also  worrying  to  her.  she  was  at  the  bar  for  something,  anything  really.  it  was  truly  a  need  for  entertainment,  so  she  did  the  easiest  thing  she  felt  was  necessary.  ❛  a  couple  rounds  for  me  and.  .  .  them.  tequila.  shots,  preferably.  ❜  she  ordered  the  tender,  face  turning  to  the  side  with  a  wide  grin.  ❛  only  if  you’re  up  for  it,  of  course.  ❜  

[brekker1x1]

Evan didn’t know what kept him coming back to Emma one explosive fight after another. He kept telling himself she was only a good fuck and that was all there was to it and yet if it had been anyone else he would have dropped them long ago.  He would have moved on without a single look back but the truth was, despite how much they both seem to hate it, they couldn’t quite let this go. It wasn’t like Evan didn’t know what this was about; he had been marked since his seventh year and every day that Emma remained unmarked it was a reminder of how she wasn’t quite one of them yet. He was a pureblood, one of the Sacred Twenty Eight and she was a half blood. It was a sense of superiority that Evan couldn’t quite stop holding above her but she had matched him every step of the way. That was part of it, her refusal to back down from him and the fact that despite their clashes and though he would hardly ever admit it, she was one of the only people whose company he could stand.

Evan had been on a raid that night. There had been a lot of blood, a lot of bodies hitting the ground one after the other. Evan had lost count and after all it didn’t quite matter, they were all Muggles anyway. He had enjoyed every second of it until the Order had showed up and they had been caught by surprise. They had apparated out of there as soon as possible but a nasty cut had caught him in the side. He Vanished his Death Eater robes as he appeared outside of her apartment. It was a miracle he didn’t splinch himself but he was bleeding, the blood dripping on the floor. He knocked on her door, a curved smile appearing on his lips despite the cut, “I hope you weren’t sleeping,” he said as he shouldered his way past her and inside the place.

@ghafa1x1

[henrvkas]

ALICE

she  blinked  away  the  few  remaining  tears  from  her  eyes  as  she  heard  someone else  enter  the  room  ❝  i’m  sorry,  i’ll  get  out  of  your  way  in  a second  ❞

@cmma-vanity

[meadweos]

𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐍𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄   ——   𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒑𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 !

❛❛ Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let the pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. ❜❜ — Iain Thomas

001. 𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒓…

sun or moon? stars or clouds? sea or sky? sunrise or sunset? early morning or late night? snow or rain? pastel or primary colours? hot chocolate or coffee? dusk or dawn? baths or showers? swimming or running? singing or dancing? paperback or hardcover? misty mornings or rainy mornings? soft pillows or hard pillows? pop or punk?

002. 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆…

… forced to choose between saving your best friend or yourself, what would your choice be?

❛ My best friend. ❜ It seems as though there’s a lump in her throat as she speaks, her voice sure and strong. ❛ Far more readily than I would save myself. It’s --- It’s not right. It wouldn’t be right for me to --- for me to not save her, save them. ❜ She goes silent for a few more seconds, her eyebrows raising as she asks a simple question. ❛ Why, what did the others say? ❜

If ever you’ve already asked a question but already know the answer, it’s this one: Dorcas suffers from chronic heroism, and would save her best friend far more readily than she would ever consider herself worth saving. There’s no ‘forcing’ about it - Dorcas would choose others over herself in a heartbeat. 

… trapped on a deserted island, who would you want to have with you?

❛ Probably Calliope or Emmeline. Maybe, maybe Lily. Or Alice. I mean, it’s kind of impossible to choose, right? You can have someone you get along with, or someone who you know is better at magic than you, or someone who knows stuff about surviving on a deserted island, or literally anyone famous. ❜ Dorcas shrugs. The question is more casual than the others, and her shoulders droop as she breathes in and out deeply.

… able to turn back time and given the chance to change one thing, would you?

❛ My - my brother. I’d go back, for my brother. So I could save him. Or die in his place. Anything. Just - my brother. He should be here. ❜ Her voice is panicked, now. It’s a question she hadn’t been expecting, and she knows traveling through time is possible - time turners - but she doesn’t trust herself to use them. She doesn’t trust herself to save him without breaking everything. She didn’t save him the first time. What’s to say fear won’t paralyze her again?

… able to see the future, would you try to change it, or let it happen as it should?

❛  I mean, if things are happy in the end, I’d probably let it happen as it should. But i’s not about me or my happiness. If the people that I love are happy, then I’d keep it the same. But I’d change it in a heartbeat if I knew the end of all this was anything but simple, pure happiness for any of them. ❜

If Dorcas knew what would happen to her, to her friends, her life wouldn’t be the thing that she’d want saved. No. Marlene dies soon after she does - they think it’s by Travers and his crowd, but nobody ever finds out. He gets her entire family. There are no more McKinnons that will ever grace the grounds of Hogwarts. Gideon and Fabian Prewett - brave, strong, good - are killed by five Death Eaters that same August. The ground becomes hallowed, sacred, and nobody can speak their names without thinking of Molly - poor, dearest Molly. Lily and James have a son, they get to be happy, but they’re locked away in Godric’s Hollow, and it’s there that they die, only months after Dorcas had. Their son lives, but his life is scarred, and set out for him, already. The life of a martyr. Sirius wastes away in Azkaban, and when he gets his only taste of freedom, it’s tinged by imprisonment in a house he never wanted to call home again in his life, and then he dies, and there’s no body to bury. Peter’s a traitor, until he has one moment - one shining moment of humanity - and then he is dead by his own hand. Remus lives an entire life without his best friends, goes near mad with the grief of that loss, and after finding Sirius again, he loses him so soon, and then dies himself, too. 

Emmeline lives. She gets to live, for a shining, glorious number of years, but they’re numbered. They’ve always been numbered. He comes for her, as he came for Dorcas, and she dies in the street. Alice is tortured into insanity like Frank is - they become Aurors and are successful pillars of the community and then it happens. They get their happiness, their son, but it is ripped away. He’s raised by his grandmother - formidable and strict, always criticizing him for not being the father he’d never known. Nobody ever knows what becomes of Regulus Black. Nobody ever talks about his story, or how he’s a good person, in his own way. Andromeda and Ted get married. They have a daughter, with a name as long and complex as Andromeda’s own, but then Ted goes away. He goes into hiding, and he doesn’t come home. His name is on the list of deaths announced on the radio, and Andromeda’s world stops, too, when she loses her daughter as well. Emma Vanity has a career in Quidditch - she lives through both wars, and is happy. She’s not untouched by the ravages of war, on either front, but it doesn’t hurl her into the waves like it had with the others. Lucius and Narcissa live. Lucius, imprisoned for far less years than he deserves, gets a pardon at the very end of things - they both see their son grow up, see the son they had raised to be a snake marry, and have children of his own. Mary survived, but, God, at what cost? At what cost? She loses her best friends, her family. 

Severus dies as he had lived - hopelessly in love with Lily Evans, staring into the last piece of her has left - her son’s eyes, but he has become someone not even Dorcas would recognize - a man of casual cruelty, who bullies young Neville Longbottom until he’s his worst fear. But there are no more McKinnon’s. No more Meadowes. No more Prewett’s. No more Black’s. No more Tonks’. The war that they had thought would be final isn’t. They are raised to become soldiers, some less touched by this reality than others, but it comes to them in the end, and one by one, their lives are torn apart. But, in the end, they get to be happy. There’s happiness even in their failure to surely end things. They don’t get to live until their eighties, sit back on their rocking chairs and reminisce about the old days. They die young, but some of their children live. They fight like hell to live, but they do. It’s the question of whether or not it’s worth it. They are children born to be soldiers, who bring soldiers of their own into the world without knowing it. Harry Potter is saddled with a fate worse than death - he’s raised like a pig for slaughter, and people don’t talk about that enough. He survives, he wins, but at what cost? Nightmares, pain, horror? For the rest of his life? His scar may not hurt anymore, but his limbs ache, and he remembers the feeling of someone in his mind more vividly than he ever wanted to. His friends, his friends, die. Fred and George Weasley? Dead. Remus? Dead. Tonks? Dead. Colin Creevey? Dead. Happiness isn’t something easily measured - they are happy, but it’s always tinged by the fact that a lot of their problems haven’t gone away. Psychologically, the harm of war stays with you forever. 

Dorcas would want everyone else to live. She’d throw herself in front of that Killing Curse for anyone, for anything. If she knew, she’d want everything rewritten. It would begin and end with her, nobody else, and she’s so foolishly optimistic that it might actually work. But the thing is she doesn’t know, and if she did, she’d surely go mad with the weight of it, but that doesn’t mean she wouldn’t change it - just that she wouldn’t be the same. And in the end, when she dies, she isn’t the same as we know her now. She still doesn’t kill, but she’s raised her wand far more times than she ever thought she’d have to, and she still holds out hope for everyone, but it’s not rose tinted anymore. The sad truth of the matter is that right now, she’d die for any of the people I mentioned above. Any of them. 

003. 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔…

what’s your character’s myers-briggs personality type?

INFP — The Mediator

Mediator personalities are true idealists, always looking for the hint of good in even the worst of people and events, searching for ways to make things better. While they may be perceived as calm, reserved, or even shy, Mediators have an inner flame and passion that can truly shine. Comprising just 4% of the population, the risk of feeling misunderstood is unfortunately high for the Mediator personality type – but when they find like-minded people to spend their time with, the harmony they feel will be a fountain of joy and inspiration.

what’s your character’s alignment?

Neutral Good

Creatures of neutral good alignment believe that there must be some regulation in combination with freedoms if the best is to be brought to the world--the most beneficial conditions for living things in general and intelligent creatures in particular. Creatures of this alignments see the cosmos as a place where law and chaos are merely tools to use in bringing life, happiness, and prosperity to all deserving creatures. Order is not good unless it brings this to all; neither is randomness and total freedom desirable if it does not bring such good. Neutral goods value both personal freedom and adherence to laws. They feel that too many laws may unnecessarily restrict the freedom of good beings. They also believe that too much freedom may not protect society as a whole and encourage counterproductive divisions and in-fighting. They promote governments which hold broad powers, but do not interfere in the day-to-day lives of their citizens.

if you had to use one tv trope to describe your character, what would it be?

Skilled, but Naive or Wide-Eyed Idealist

[sytharia]

3942: Mid-Day Stroll

F E A T U R I N G

| EPOCH | Beautiful Dirty Rich |  Lelutka | INITHIUM | tres beau | Velour 

//EXCLUSIVE ITEM//

Outfit:: EPOCH Apparel Addison @MarketPlace

Leg Bands:  B.D.R  Hailey Bow Garter - @Vanity Event

//FEATURED BODY COSMETICS//

Mesh Head: Lelutka EvoX Briannon 3.1

Mesh Body: INITHIUM Kupra v.001/4

Skin: - Tres Beau Jessica 2.6 

Body Skin: Velour Brownie

Hair: Stealthic  Intrepid

Hair Base: FEM BEAUTY Cali Pony Hair Base

Nails: 1990 Kitten Set Stiletto

//FEATURED ACCESSORIES//

Head Jewelry: Ysoral  Luxe Lips Piercing Lida

  Ysoral Luxe Nose Chain Ear Piercing Lana

Rings: Ysoral  Luxe Set Rings Amber

Ear Jewel: EA Studio Uzumaki Female Elf Evox

Leg: MAZE.mods Soft Thighs

//FEATURED BACKDROP OR BACKGROUND//

BACKGROUND: Synnergy//Fall Pathway BackdropPoses: BellePoses Emma

[sugarhex-blog]

Event 001: The Quidditch World Cup

End Date: August 31, 2017

Event Participation: Not Required

Some matches conclude without unwarranted tension and others grow hostile because Emma Vanity threw a quaffle at the referee. Either way, witches and wizards from the across the globe band together and celebrate in the aftermath. Now more than ever, the magical community is eager for The Quidditch World Cup to steal the spotlight. Wartime sentiments have deprived many, now in dire need of entertainment. Eager for the distraction, thousands of wizarding families are making their way to Bulgaria, where the Bulgarian National Quidditch Team will go head to head with the Indian National Quidditch Team for the championship title. 

This event is occurring outside of our story, meaning participation is optional. Threads outside of the competition will not be accepted. Players are restricted to the Bulgarian National Quidditch Pitch and associated campgrounds. Characters may arrive via port-key or floo network. If you have any questions, please contact the main page. 

[emma-whoisleft]

EMMA VANITY + MAJOR LIFE INFLUENCES [ #001 / ??? ]

[rblcck]

Regulus took Emma’s hand and guided her a little bit further away from the stage. He made sure they were still in sight, but far enough away from the speakers that they could speak without having to scream at each other. “Yeah, yeah, busy, busy.” Regulus replied in jest, rolling his eyes as he placed his hands on Emma’s waist. “Now that you’re famous you’ve forgotten about the little guys, hmm?” He asked, still teasing as he lead their dance. “Don’t forget that I held your hair back for you as you threw up off the astronomy tower… Multiple times! I think that warrants a visit every now and again.” Laughing, the two of them turned on the beat, and he nodded his head towards the band. “Who’s the girl you’re making googly eyes over?”

Emma had always enjoyed weddings. Of course, that was mostly because it was not her wedding. She was sad though that her date was actually having to work though. She would have loved nothing more than to dance the night away with Kitty. But she supposed, if she could not do that, listening to her was the next best thing. Of course, maybe she shouldn't have been standing so close, but it gave her a good view of her girlfriend.

As she heard a familiar voice she glanced to the side, and smiled as she realised it was Regulus. "Reggie." She beamed, as she turned away from her view of Kitty, and took his hand. "I'm a busy quidditch player darling, I'm busy these days."

[valeria-flint]

"Are you even surprised that is what our parents are doing? I mean, my parents like the Carrow name and that is about how it was set up with Amycus and me." Val knew that there had been worse picks her parents could have taken. She slightly tilted her head and then shook her head. "I am not sure. Being married means being tied. And an image you have to protect even more. And well... My parents would definitely expect some little Carrow's as well. And that I am not ready for. Or might never be." No, Val was no mother. At all. The brunette narrowed her eyes and shook her head when Emma didn't offer up a name. "Honey, you can't drop this news without telling me who it is. You know I can keep a secret." Hence the fact that Emma hadn't known that Seth was returning home. Val had chosen not to tell her friend. "You also know that I love you. And that I love Seth. But I am not getting in between whatever is going on there. It was up to him to give a heads up or not. Besides that, it happened all pretty quickly."

"That is certainly more than my parents would be doing. They just think about which match would be the most advantageous. It does feel more like a business deal, don't you think?" Then again, her own parents marriage was arranged and so were the ones of their parents as well, it was just how things were done. Actively going against it was very uncommon in their circles. "And do you want to set a date or are you okay with drawing it out longer?" There was no judgement in her tone, merely curiosity. "I'm seeing someone, but we aren't quite there yet on the whole official relationship thing. I'm not in any rush, I prefer letting it progress naturally." Emma explained. "In another manner, you could have prepared me for Seth's arrival. Or gave me a warning ahead of time. Not that I care, it's just, you know, to avoid awkwardness." Awkward wasn't the word she'd use to describe their interaction, but she hadn't spoken to him in five years, it was a lot. She would've appreciated a heads up.

[valeria-flint]

"Last time I checked, I actually consider your feelings in picking people for you." Okay, Val had not actively put her brother and Emma together, but she did know that the two of them had met through her. And even though it hd not ended in the best way possible, Val had seen that the two of them cared about one another. "Don't get me started on that one. No date yet still." And Val still wasn't ready to rush for a date on it either. No, getting married and having babies was still not high on her wishlist. The brunette raised her eyebrows when Emma pointed out that she wasn't planning on leaving alone. "Oh, you have to spill more on that. Who is it that you are planning on leaving with then, miss?"

"Please don't. My mother is already on that task." She joked, shaking her head. Besides, Val had already set her up once. It was through her that Emma had met Seth and they had begun dating soon after. Val's track record was definitely better than her mother's as she'd never been interested in the matches suggested by her mother. "What about your wedding? Is there any news on that front?" Amycus and Val had been betrothed for a while and yet there was no wedding date set. She wasn't judging, merely curious. "An afterparty might be fun, but on second thought, I don't plan on leaving alone tonight."

[valeria-flint]

"Finding you a husband is now on my to do list." Val said with a chuckle. Not that she was allowed to get anywhere near something like that on a to do list. Her own wedding was still not planned. There wasn't even a date set yet. "I'm pretty sure that if you ask the closest party animal, you will have found an after party right away. Or just organise an impromptu one yourself, I'm sure your mother would agree on that as well."

"My mother will only be happy once she sees me in wedding robes." Emma joked back, only half sure how much truth that statement held. Her mother liked to micromanage, but she had yet to force Emma into a marriage, it was always a suggestion, a hint. "I've been at far worse parties. Although there are way too many of the lower class here for me to fully enjoy myself. Do you know of an after party?"