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/ hprpc cb cb cb!! i’ll get to replies i swearrr <33
i may or may not have bought /way/ too much halloween candy. d’you want some? ( he was rummaging through a pumpkin basket, brows furrowing. ) i don’t even know what to do with this all..
✦⠀⠀⌢⠀ @lostgoblets you’re too nice. [ the brunette hesitantly picked out one of the smaller packets of gummy rings ] i’ll just have this one. thanks, cedric.
right, right. here- take a look. pick what you’d like, since i’ll probably be giving most of this to other students. ( he laughed, glancing over as he stepped back. ) there is a /lot/, though. be warned. ( he joked. )
✦⠀⠀⌢⠀ @lostgoblets is that even a question? [ the gryffindor beams up at him ] anything that’s chocolate and caramel, i’m all for it. gummies are good too.
/ happy halloween hp people!! comment something for halloween themed <33
don't look so down; it can't all be that bad! / an extra <3
﹠ꥌ꯭ ⸙꯭꠩ george, actually, but good try! [a hand raises towards her, pressing down gently on her shoulder as some form of consolation. the mistake does not bother him as much as it might his twin, but that doesn't stop the strange twinge of -- something ugly that he doesn't quite want to discern in his chest. no trace of this odd sadness lingers as he steps back, hands now reaching for his wand within the deep pockets of his robe.] lucky for you, i'm not one to kick a horse when it's down. i'll save the snails for some other time~ [when he finds his wand, it only takes a few moments to remember the spell. with a flick and a swish, a gust of wind blows over them, effectively drying her top.] there, see? all better! ten galleons for my services, please!
✦⠀⠀⌢⠀ @whothefuckisfred fred, no there’s not— [ her sense of urgency kept her focus on getting rid of the wet stain— her hand repeatedly rubbing at the spot. when he had gestured for her to stop, she finally paused in defeat. a huff escaped her lips ] okay, go for it, but if it makes me throw up slugs or something, i’m coming after you.
⸻ ﹠ꥌ꯭ ꠩ it'll be alright. there's still plenty of time to fix it! [assurance is not a language george usually speaks with others who aren't his twin. still, he tries his best, donning a smile that seems to not have any mischief in it for once. he holds up a hand, as if to stop her from going through the hassle of manually cleaning her top.] don't bother with the paper towels, there's a spell percy taught me once to dry off easily! may i?
was that a part of your plan, or... ?
﹠ꥌ꯭ ⸙꯭꠩ [a pleasant wave of surprise flickers across his expression once he processes her words. if there is anything to be said about george weasley, it is that he enjoys challenges more than he probably should. such is the life of one born hungry, he supposes. the truth, distilled down to its purest form, is that the feat of achieving wonders with the hand that he was dealt with is more than enticing. the glimmer in his eyes speaks volumes on this.] let me get this straight: you think you can win against freddy and i in a prank war? [his accentuation of the words make it so that his doubt peeks through more than he wanted it to.] i think you're dreaming big, mate.
✦⠀⠀⌢⠀ @whothefuckisfred it could be. [ she shot back without hesitation. as a child, she wasn’t allowed to commit such foolery in the house but it didn’t stop her. some rules were made to be broken after all. before the wind could blow away a piece of the parchment, she caught it beneath her foot. the brunette squats down courteously, gathering a few pieces within reach. dark eyes would look over at him, brows raising in surprise at his last comment ] who says i won’t win?
⸻ ﹠ꥌ꯭ ꠩ is that a promise? [the wizard certainly couldn't deny the appeal of a prank war, especially not when his recent days have been filled with nothing but endless piles of homework and mundane tricks. as he speaks, he bends down languidly, if only to pick up some of the many pieces of parchment strewn around the floor.] don't go 'round picking fights you can't win.
you can have it, i can get another one
@remanoirs it’s just a jacket, i have others.. plus you really look like you need it. maybe you should’ve worn thicker sleeves underneath your costume?
hey, can i borrow a pen?
✦⠀⠀⌢⠀ @slytherinheir sounds like a trip to diagon alley. [ she comments, cracking a small smile ]
thanks, I lost mine. [ mattheo explains, taking the pen from their grasp, and his gaze moved back down towards the book on his desk. ]
✦⠀⠀⌢⠀ @slytherinheir uh, sure. just make sure you give it back. [ the brunette shut her novel, her finger squished in between the pages to save her spot. she hands him over her pen ]
i have a .. proposition.
well, no murder or anything that’ll get me in [ too ] much trouble. i also won’t seriously maim anyone, either. i suppose that’s all?
i tend to.. rest my eyes during history of magic. give me your notes for the last two— possibly three(?) classes and i’ll do something you want. within boundaries, of course.
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