#vivaciousandcharming

[faultyconscience]

Remus u can't heal anyone until u heal urself and to do that you need to bury ur head in Wynonna's thighs. <3

well…..it’s worth giving a shot at least!!

[potentialbreakupscng]

james potter had matured a lot over the past two years. it started in their fifth year -- due to sirius's large mistake (that he was still making up to remus for) and then sirius running away the summer before their sixth (he still sometimes had nightmares about the state sirius had been in when he showed up.) both things really sobered him up. plus, the added pressure of the 'what do you want to do after school' meeting with mcgonagall had gotten him all studious.

his auror answer had even surprised him. he'd always assumed playing quidditch professionally was what his future held for him.

despite this newfound maturity -- he still had a tendency to...do things that one might not deem as mature. james couldn't remember who started it -- he swore it was sirius but sirius said it had been peter, and he hadn't noticed remus hiding his laugh as the three of them argued -- but the four of them began hurling snowballs at each other in the middle of the court yard. james had valiantly protected a few first years and got some of the older students to come and join. snowballs were flying through the air, snow forts built to hide behind -- which was exactly what he'd been doing. he could hear sirius's laugh, so distinctive and something he can pick out from a large crowd of people because of he knew him like the back of his hand. he turned the corner and threw the snowball that sat in his now drenched gloves -- and his eyes widen when sirius ducked and the snowball hit lily evans instead.

well that was certainly a way for his girlfriend to get angry with him.

james cursed under his breath and he quickly called for a time out for him, jogging over to her and offering an apologetic smile. his nose and cheeks were flushed, from the cold and all the running around that he'd been doing. snow stuck into his dark locks that stick up in all different directions from the several snowballs that had also collided with his head. an apologetic smile was on his face as he approached her, tugging his gloves off to reveal just how cold his hands were because of how pink the palms of his hands and tips of his fingers were. "sorry, i didn't know you were there. it was meant for sirius, but he's just too fast." it worked out on the pitch, though. there was a reason he and marlene were the beaters. he reaches up to brush the snow that stuck to her auburn hair away -- clear concern on his expression as hazel eyes flicked over her to make sure that she hadn't been actually hurt. "promise i won't hurl any more snowballs at you."

@vivaciousandcharming sent🎄 - #15 our muses getting in a snowball fight

[marblecarved]

@vivaciousandcharming sent a letter to mary macdonald: ‘‘ Mary, my love. My darling, my sunshine. Please come sledding with me. ’’

prompt: impromptu.

The more Lily speaks, the more Mary's smile, which started as a small, greeting one, widens, until she can feel her cheeks start to hurt. Chiming laughter follows - bubbling up her throat and past her lips in a short, joyful burst. ❝ Ah, dear, dear Lily, ❞ she says, head turning this way and then that way in short, emphasizing movements at each dear. ❝ I thought you'd never ask ! ❞ when she looked up from her book ( one about healing magic, per suggestion of madam Pomfrey ) and noticed her friend had come to a stop in front of her, what she expected to hear certainly was not this. Which doesn't make her invitation an unwelcome one, mind ! Rather, it comes at just the right time, since she was just about to fall asleep on her book, and it would be nice, she thinks, to take a break - she has been studying for a while, now, hasn't she ? ❝ Do you want to go now ? ❞ she asks her then, bookmarking the book before closing it and placing it on the couch, near her hip. ❝ Do I have the time to put on something more warm ? ❞

[thechosengryffindor]

🔥 rp trends

I dont really know if its a trend? But it feels like a trent and from my time in other fandoms my biggest pet peeve is this obsession with aesthetics.

I really dont care how pretty your icons look, and honestly most of the PSDs i see look the same to my eyes, or how your text is formatted. This isnt to take away from the people who do that, because honestly youre doing things I could never do and I applaud you for it. The RPC will always need people with that talent and I have nothing but respect for you.

But it feels like, to me, sometimes people spend all their time making these pretty images and not writing so like, what's the point?

[knife-like]

what color is your aura? (regulus)

indigo / cold water, tile, masks, constellations, dyed fabric, macaw feathers, night sands. your essence is indigo: your emotional depth consumes all who dip their toes. you are sensitive but enigmatic; you project an air of mystery, and deep down are confident no one could ever solve yours. you are darkly romantic and mesmerizing. you are the mystique. you are the widow. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of periwinkle, mauve, royal, and navy, who share your quiet intuition. you are also drawn to the driven souls amaranth and garnet, who will help you grow and learn how to leave your mark on the world. however, you may struggle to get along with the uncommitted personalities of bronze and hickory who seem to lack true depth.

tagged by: @vivaciousandcharming

tagging: @potentialbreakupscng (narcissa & fleur?), @ladyohdeath, @magicofrobin, @seaprofound, the person seeing this on their dash lol

[braveswine]

@vivaciousandcharming​ asked: 💬  /  𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 / : —  —   Send 💬  for me to make you a starter with a random line of dialogue from this generator.

         " do you ever think we should just stop doing this? " 

[ambiidexter]

for @vivaciousandcharming​

Stepping through the fireplace, he is already affected by a slight tremor. Nothing out of the ordinary, Lily wouldn’t pay attention after looking at it for ten years. He hasn’t done anything truly bad yet, right? He’s only taken necessary precautions, he’s only grown a second face. Not a much bigger deal than growing whiskers and a tail. Raising his hands defensively, he chatters:

“I-I know I’m late. Sorry, was helping mum out. Neighbourhood kids keep losing their Bludgers and they always end up going right through her window glass.”

He marches straight to the sofa and patts at the back pocket of his pants, clawed out a crumpled cigarette pack, tongue nimbly fishing out one by the filter. It quivered and bobbed between the protruding incisors. Then it hit him.

“Oh shit, Lily, I’m sorry.”

The fag travels back to the pack and then his pocket.

Plopping down on the squishy seat, he attentively pulls the left sleeve of his sweater down. Looking up feels more natural than talking face to face.

“What did you want to talk about?”

[mangaien]

     my new fav pasttime is saying lily evans is ugly to piss off @weavinglight / @vivaciousandcharming. 

[faultyconscience]

You and Wynonna should kiss btw.

Remus is standing there in the common room, a still full butterbeer in his hand when he turns to face Lily, dumbfounded for a moment before he furrows his brow in irritation. He strongly disagrees. They should absolutely do nothing of the sort, but already he can see in his other friends' faces that the idea is gathering steam. Sirius and Peter look ecstatic at the suggestion and Remus would like to curse all of them into oblivion. Ironically, he feels like a sacrificial lamb being offered up to a hungry wolf.

"What's the matter, Lu?" @heartsdefine asks, appearing beside him, a nearly empty drink in one hand, her other trailing teasingly over his back and shoulder as she moves in front of him. Her eyes lift to the ceiling where a sprig of mistletoe hangs before she looks at him and shrugs. "Since you're such a stickler for the rules," she says not hiding her sarcasm in the least. The only person he's ever put any real effort to enforcing school rules on as Prefect has been her, which they are both well aware of.

"Everything going on right now is against the rules." It's well past curfew and she's not even supposed to be here at all.

Wynonna laughs, toying with the tie he's still wearing, despite the fact this is supposed to be a party and he's supposed to be relaxing, one last celebration until everyone leaves for the holidays. "Oh, come on, don't you know how to have any fun?" Her blue eyes meet his with a knowing look. They had a little fun once before, but she'd been the one to initiate it...now it's his turn.

There's a few murmurs from the onlookers but Remus only hears one voice, Sirius, saying if Remus doesn't, he will. Wynonna looks over her shoulder, laughing, grinning and before he knows it, he's moving. His hand reaches out, taking her face in his hand to turn her back to face him. He barely registers the hint of surprise on her features before he pulls her closer, kissing her, a real kiss, a proper kiss, no mere peck. He doesn't even hear the hoots and hollers from the others anymore.

[potentialbreakupscng]

🍒 + potentialbreakupscng

oh wait? that's you isn't it! so i'll just go! honestly you're great! i didn't really know what to expect when i first came back into this lil fandom, but you've been so welcoming, great to talk to, and just fun. like hello? ilu. i love reading your threads, not just with me, but with others! you nail so many different voices, all your characters feel like they are their own, which is so hard to do!

it's just fun writing with you too. replies are super easy because you give me a lot of great stuff to work with. it's really exciting and fun for me, so thanks for helping me find that again in this small community.

you're just so sweet and fun to chat with/bounce ideas off of! such a talented writer, and treasure. <3

send�� me  🍒  +  a  url  and  i  will  write  some  positivity  for  them.

SCREECHES YOU ALL ARE CHEATING THE SYSTEM. your words are so kind, and i appreciate you so much. but that means i get to say wonderful things about you. not only do you understand your character so well, you write beautifully. i love chatting with you about her and about all of my muses. it's clear that you've put so much time and energy into your muses, and i'm so very honoured to be able to write james with you. jily has such a hold on my heart, and i love them so much. so thank you for letting me experience this with you and being able to experience you as a human!

[marblecarved]

@vivaciousandcharming sent a letter to mary macdonald: ‘‘ *braids mary's hair tbh* ’’

prompt: impromptu.

Her hair has grown since the last time Lily asked to braid her hair, though not by much. It is still short, see ? But now it stops there, below her jaw, in curled, tickling ends, while the last time it barely reached her ears. It's not much, like I said, but to Mary this is enough; It is enough because this added length makes the difference between the strands not as noticeable as before. It'll take a while, of course, for her hair to grow, and she is sure that she'll need another haircut to put to par the strands' length, but… then, at least, the absolute mess she did months ago will be fixed, and the thought alone is enough to make her quite happy.

That and, of course, having her hair braided again. How long has it been, since she let Lily braid her hair ? ❝ I missed this, ❞ Mary says, in a voice no louder than a murmur, certain her friend is listening. Indeed she did, very much so, and how comforting it is, to feel Lily's fingers brush her hair; When she takes hold of part of it to start braiding, Mary smiles gently to herself. ❝ It's a bit longer this time, isn't it ? ❞ in any other situation, she would've turned her head towards her friend but, not wanting to move about much and thus disturb her, she asks this while keeping her face forward. ❝ More room to work with, ❞ a chuckle - brief, sweet-sounding. When the sound trails off, silence settles comfortably between them, and Mary begins to play with her hair ties, letting her gaze wander about - first this way, then that way, looking as far as she can without having to turn her head. ❝ I'm sure it'll turn out lovely, as always, ❞ a pause, then: ❝ thank you, Lils. ❞

[thechosengryffindor]

what roleplay trends do you remember from the year you started tumblr rp? how did you feel about those trends?

Oh god I have the memory of a goldfish but the main thing i remember is magic anons? I feel like that was a trend? I wasnt a fan tbh.

I was probably a total bore but I thought they were a bit too silly for my taste. I like some crack threads sometimes but magic anons could get weird lmao

[inmydrcams]

@vivaciousandcharming replied to your photo “the things I watch for my faves tho…”

why is he so beautiful tho?????

also, his wife damn

[melnchly-a]

@vivaciousandcharming​ sent: throws a snowball at marlene tbh

           a thump, a gasp, a scattering of bits of snow that had burst against her shoulder, sending icy bits somehow beneath the collar of her cloak, bitter-cold against warm skin. she yelps, whirling around (nearly slipping on a patch of icy snow, wind-milling arms to stop herself.) she had been expecting sirius, possibly james, so when green eyes and red hair flash into view her jaw drops, comically exaggerated, becoming a broad grin as she 

           “LILY EVANS!” heads turn at the shout, some smiling (other scowling) once the source is found, though marlene hardly seems to notice any reaction at all - - - she’s too busy ducking down to scrape snow from the ground into her gloved hands, already running as she forms the snow into a ball between her hands, preparing for a swift retaliation that comes with a wild, playful gleam in her eyes as she throws a snowball of her own.

[braveswine]

i love tumblr user braves wine

[marawrder]

“ liley.. ” sev whispered in a gloomy voice with his sexy british accent. “ potter will never... ” he made a meaningful pause and looked her into her eyes that were green like a green potion. “ ...love you like i do. do you want me to kill him right now? ”

@vivaciousandcharming​