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     It is perfectly acceptable to just write a starter for me at any time.

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Memory Meme

Past experiences help shape who we are currently, how we see the world. Send in a symbol and I’ll write a drabble of one of my muse’s memories. 

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❥ - a childhood memory

♣ - a fading memory

✂ - a vivid memory

✖ - a repressed memory

✈ - an eye-opening memory

✤ - a memory that involves romance/love

☤ - a memory of death/loss

✍ - a memory of their mother

☽ - a memory of their father

♘ - a memory of their sibling(s)

✌ - a memory of a relative

↕ - a memory that may or may not have happened

♚ - a memory of something paranormal

✓ - a sexual memory

♬ - a friend/best friend memory

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Seamus smirked unkindly. It did sound, in fact, like she cared an awful lot, as evidenced by her increasing shrillness. As the DA had learned with a lot of hard-won practice, it was mad how easy it was to rile up the Slytherins. They seemed  to have, at once, massive egos and paper-thin skins, and the slightest amount of noncompliance would send them into a rage.

It reminded Seamus, above all, of his ankle-biter cousins being told they couldn’t have a second pudding.

“I’m pure fine with what I’ve got, love,” Seamus replied condescendingly. He was very happy to see what an upper hand he had in the situation. After all, she had no way to make him assist her with the project. “But if doing Charms work would make you feel like more of a man, you bugger off and get to it, yeah?”

S T A T I C --        It clung to her skin and crawled from one       strand of hair to the next like a tarantula       in search of a meal. The anger was building       to a head. The feeling was familiar. 

     When she was six Meddy had been down       by the lake trying to skip stones and had       found the most beautiful spotted rock.       She’d stat  enamored with it for sometime       when the No-maj boys from down the road       had ripped it from her hands and thrown it       into the water. The static began to build       as they laughed at her for crying over a       rock. She hadn’t meant to shock them --       accidental magic, her mother said, but it       didn’t mean she hadn’t enjoyed the way       they ran home with frizzed hair and singed       jackets. 

      Now however, she was eighteen. Not a       little girl. She would not lose control       because she wasn’t getting her way.

I N H A L E                     E X H A L E

      Teeth tightly pressed together she forced       a smile. The static continued to build.

“ Fine “        she began a rare surge of bravery urging       her forward as she took a seat at the       Gryffindor table. Perhaps bravery wasn't       the right word. Pettiness. 

“ I’ll get right on it. “

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Millicent’s voice had cut her off, having taken the opportunity to make fun of Blaise. Anyone else would’ve done the same. Still, her name was lost in amongst the noise.

Blaise had rolled his eyes at her, yet somehow despite the clash, he had caught the name. “Euryphaessa.”

He took his seat, sliding in next to the boys before he decidedly cut her off. She could fend for herself. It was better for her to fare with other girls than the company of boys, right? They kept themselves rather separate for the most part.

“Eury-what,” Daphne said, screwing up her face slightly. “Don’t you have something else we could call you? Something easier.”

Another eye roll from Blaise, unable to keep his ears away from the conversation. It was just like them to ask such a thing. Names too foreign, too ethnic, too unfamiliar to commit to memory. He was thankful for his more typical name even if it disconnected him from his culture.

     She watched as Blaise disappeared among      the sea of green, settling in with the boys      further down the table. It wasn’t that she      expected him to sit with her -- far from it.      He’d showed her to the dungeons, stayed       in the Slytherin common room while she      changed, and escorted her here. That had      been more than enough, and yet -- she was      disappointed. 

     She hadn’t gotten along well with the girls      in her house at Ilvermorny, only truly had      one female friend. Perhaps this was a chance      to change that.

     Silver eye’s met their twin as Draco turned back      to the table. Tension shot up her spine, a reminder      of her plan. Remain invisible, out of the way,      a nobody. 

     Her attention was drawn by blonde sitting across      from her. 

“ Um ”      she began reaching for an apple that sat      between them. Asking them to call her      Meddy didn’t feel right. They weren’t friends.      Jaw tight, head tilted to the side her tongue      slide across the back of her teeth. It was her      name. They should learn how to say it. That’s      what her mother would have said. A fire --      igneous and low spit from the bottom of her      spine and out her lips. 

“ Eury-phae-ssa.”       Her voice held a bite to it she hadn’t meant,      but it was out now. May as well go with it.  

“ If that’s too big of a word, Phae is fine ”

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     Do me a favor. Reblog this to let your followers know you are okay with them taking time on threads and ask answers.

     Reblog if you are alright if they take anywhere from an hour to a few weeks or even a month and you’ll still wait for their reply. If you are fine with them asking you about the thread if they are stuck with ideas, or if they want to drop it. They won’t be judged for any of it.

     Respect your rp partners and their abilities to reply. We all have our schedules and free time to sit down and reply and it’s okay for them to take time! ❤

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wewhoareflawed​:

Hermione had her fair share of run ins with danger, with Harry she was rarely shocked by his surprise injuries, although this was something of a whole other level.

“Ohh..” She whined slightly as she began walking with an extremely quick pace towards the hospital wing. “I don’t make a habit of bumping into people and making their noses bleed.” she said with a bite of her lip.

“ I would hope not ”           Meddy replied -- voice muffled by the palm of her           hand as it rested on the edge of her bottom lip.            As the approached a corner Meddy slowed down           to listen. No one seemed to be on the other side.           Proceeding quickly but with caution she chanced           a glance at the girl beside her.

“ I’m Euryphaessa by the way -- might as well know my name now that you’ve most likely broken my nose. ” 

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Castle, Tower, Beach By Roberto Nickson

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psa - talking in the tags.

I talk in the tags.

I talk in the tags because I feel like it is a wonderful way to add EXTRANEOUS information or intentions of my muse; it helps provide more clarity for me. Please, if it makes you uncomfortable, let me know. There’s nothing wrong with not wanting to talk, especially if it makes you uncomfortable – I want all of my partners to be COMFORTABLE, but I can’t read minds. It is better for me to know than for you to be silent, and make me think I said something WRONG.

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A wizarding school (also called a magical school) was an educational institution which provides magical instruction to young witches and wizards.

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“ I am a Stark.       I will always be a Stark. ”

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Thought-Provoking Headcanon Meme

Send a symbol and I’ll answer the question about my muse. (Or answer in character. Whatever works for you!)

⛔️ - How does your muse react to others breaking the law? If they would do it themselves, what is their reasoning? 🚑 - If your muse was the only person around and someone was injured, would they help? Would they have the experience needed? 💸 - What does your muse think of wealthy people? Do they resent them, or do they believe they earned what they have? 🆘 - What does your muse think of poor people? Do they think they’re a waste of space, or do they want to help them? 📩 - Does your muse prefer to physically write letters or send them online? What is their reasoning? 📢 - Does your muse have a loud personality or a quiet one? Do they enjoy being the center of attention, or would they rather watch and listen? 📊 - How does your muse feel about the state of the world? Could it be better? Could it be worse? 👨 - What is your muse’s relationship like with their father? Is it good, bad, or complicated? 👩 - What is your muse’s relationship like with their mother? Is it good, bad, or complicated? 👧 - What is your muse’s relationship like with their siblings? Who do they get along with best? 👶 - If they have any, what is your muse’s relationship like with their children? Do they feel like they’re a good parent? 👻 - Does your muse believe in an afterlife? What do they think it’s like? ⏰ - Does your muse feel like they need to do things quickly or do they take their time? ⌛️ - How often does your muse think about death? Do they think about it at all? 🔗 - What are your muse’s standards for meaningful relationships? How quickly do they form relationships like these? 🚹 - How would your muse react to losing their father? How would they cope? 🚺 - How would your muse react to losing their mother? How would they cope? 🚼 - How would your muse react to losing a child? How would they cope? 💧 - How would your muse react to losing a best friend? How would they cope? 💔 - How would your muse react to losing a romantic partner? How would they cope? 🐜 - How does your muse feel about animal lives? Do they treat them the same way they’d treat a person, or do they feel they’re inferior? 🌎 - Does your muse want to change the world? How would they go about it? 🎭 - How does your muse handle their emotions? Do they bottle them up or pour them out as soon as they start to feel? 💋 - How does your muse feel about people who cheat? Do they see a reason for it, or is it completely immoral? 🌠 - Would your muse make a wish on a star? If so, what would they wish for? 🎁 - Does your muse celebrate their birthday? If yes, how do they celebrate? If no, why not? 🍟 - How does your muse feel about their body? Would they change it if they could? 💅 - How does your muse feel about gender roles? Do they conform to them, or do they play by their own rules? 🌺 - Does your muse have a favorite flower? Why do they like it?