i'll light your fire

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Fri, 08 Jun 2012 11:54:20 +1000

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Thu, 07 Jun 2012 12:00:38 +1000

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Mon, 04 Jun 2012 11:59:18 +1000

Aw man...

Sun, 03 Jun 2012 18:23:35 +1000

ifyoudontmindmecommenting:

So it seems this castle is pretty empty, huh? :/ that’s sucky.

You’ve just gotta find where we’re hiding…

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Sun, 03 Jun 2012 11:55:21 +1000

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Sat, 02 Jun 2012 11:56:25 +1000

To do list. FC's and stuffs...

Sat, 02 Jun 2012 11:02:31 +1000

hogwarts-is-our-home-rpg:

Victoire Weasley ~ Emilia Clarke

Hallie Angel ~ (Need to think of a faceclaim)

Daniel Gosforth ~ Ian Somerhalder, maybe.

Lucy Weasley ~ Britt Robertson

Hugo Weasley ~ Joel Courtney

Lily Potter ~ Emma Stone

Samuel McLaggen ~ Max Irons

Lorcan and Lysander Scamander ~ Hunter Parrish

Adrian Finch-Fletchley ~ Josh Hutcherson

Oh my god, Max Irons.

MY SHIPPER HEART.

Willow and Samuel. must. be. somewhere. in. there. somehow. love fourangle maybe?

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hogwarts-is-our-home-rpg: Now I need a personality. -____________- Dang it. CALM DOWN FAYE!

Sat, 02 Jun 2012 01:29:49 +1000

hogwarts-is-our-home-rpg:

Now I need a personality. -____________- Dang it.

CALM DOWN FAYE!

Everyone's so quiet...

Fri, 01 Jun 2012 18:42:36 +1000

Follow Jake guys

Fri, 01 Jun 2012 15:49:07 +1000

Follow Jake guys :

Amy cannot be bothered to log onto the main RP to make this post…

FAYE YOU'RE MEAN. I SAID IMMA SLEEP, AND THEN YOU REPLY AFTER LIKE, A BILLION HOURS.

Fri, 01 Jun 2012 12:04:05 +1000

afilthygoddamnedhorrorshow:

I REPLIED. THAT’S ALL THAT MATTERS, OKAY?!

ALL THE FANGIRL FEELS! ALL OF THEM! AAAAALLLLLLL OF THEM!

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Fri, 01 Jun 2012 12:02:35 +1000

FAYE YOU'RE MEAN. I SAID IMMA SLEEP, AND THEN YOU REPLY AFTER LIKE, A BILLION HOURS.

Fri, 01 Jun 2012 12:00:12 +1000

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Collision || October-Dawn & Willow

Fri, 01 Jun 2012 08:13:08 +1000

october-dawn-nightingale:

October shyly handed Willow the book. “Octo-October-Dawn. B-but just O-October is fine. And no need t-to apologize; no-no one really knows m-my name.” October shifted, no longer having the book to use as a shield to hide behind, and not knowing what to do with her hands, either. Panic started boiling up, which meant she was about to head for the hills, or start rambling. And, of course, it just had to be the latter.

”I-well, I-I like studying, W-Willow.” She immediately regretted using the Witches name. Now she was going to seem like a stalker. But it just kept getting worse. “I-I do appre-appreciate your h-help. Uhm, but…Well, we’re in-in the s-same Charms class. I-I’m your-your age, but s-start-started late here.” October started breathing slightly heavier, eyes darting from the Witch in front of her, to the empty halls, nervous - no, scared. It was officially safe to use that word now.

”Wh-what I-I mean is…” Here she went. Rambling. Probably about to say something to offend the Witch she shockingly admired. “Y-you could…could probably use m-my help in th-that class. Pro-professor Flitwick h-had asked me t-to tutor so-some students and y-you were on th-the list.” There. She blew it. She angered Willow, who would probably never give her the time of day again. So, against her own will, she continued speaking, whilst pushing herself into the corner as much as humanly possible, almost wishing the wall would swallow her up.

”S-sorry.” Why October was apologizing, was slightly unclear. But she had to of done something that called for an apology. Usually always does. At this point, her eyes locked with Willow’s, scared, yet unable to look away from the Witch she admired. Waiting to be laughed at or something - anything.

“October it is.” Willow smiled hesitantly. It wasn’t anything she’d done that had made this girl so shy and antisocial, had it been? Sometimes Willow got that way: overly energetic, enthusiastic, cheeky. She was known throughout Hogwarts for her behavior and track record as one of the school’s most overt personalities. “You should probably start telling it more often then. It looks to me like you don’t talk much.” Normal people would have attempted to eat their words and pretend they didn’t say them, but Willow said things straight and to the point. If people wanted to pretend to critique other’s lives and choices, then Willow was going to do the exact opposite and speak the straight truth. No sugar coating.

At first mention of Willow’s name from the girl’s lips, she hesitated. How did October know her name so familiarly? It just fell so easily into the air, and Willow noticed how October instantly became a bit conscious of it. Fuck, were they really in the same Charms class? Willow felt like utter shit for not noticing this girl beforehand, but it was too late now.

Willow breathed out deeply at October-Dawn’s words - they could almost be an insult if she wasn’t so damn shy and anxious. There was a time and place and reasons to blow your top at people for judging your capacity to learn, and for Willow this fell under the category of ‘Not Now.’ Willow sighed and remembered how she’d played around in Charms as of late with James, trying to test out spells that she really shouldn’t and had obviously fell behind as far as Flitwick was concerned. “Sure, you can tutor me then…” Willow said, a little shocked and embarrassed, seeing as she was the one who had offered her help.

Their eyes met for a few brief seconds, and Willow wondered why October was so scared of her. She wasn’t that terrible, was she? The witch decided to bite the bullet and as, “Do I intimidate you, October?” a questioning look spread across her face.

...Where is Faye? I AM STALKING HER THROUGH OUR VARIOUS RP'S THAT WE'RE IN TOGETHER!

Fri, 01 Jun 2012 06:14:20 +1000

"Everyone has an Angel. A Guardian who watches over us. We can’t know what form they’ll take One day,..."

Thu, 31 May 2012 11:57:03 +1000

“Everyone has an Angel. A Guardian who watches over us. We can’t know what form they’ll take One day, old man, next day, little girl. But don’t let appearances fool you, they can be as fierce as any dragon. Yet they’re not here to fight our battles. But to whisper from our hearts. Reminding that it’s us. It’s everyone of us who holds power over the world we create.”

- Sweet Pea

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Collision || October-Dawn & Willow

Wed, 30 May 2012 07:41:40 +1000

october-dawn-nightingale:

October completely froze. Not able to get any more socially awkward than this. Willow had actually acknowledged her. Everyone knew Willow. They either feared, or respected her. Or both. From October’s understanding, at least. But there couldn’t be a chance that Willow had the slightest who she was. No one really knew who she was. She could feel her heart speeding up in her chest, terrified of this girl, but probably not for the reasons others might be.

October snuck a glance at where she was in the book, and closed it, holding it close to her chest, subconsciously taking a step back, and leaning into the corner, as if it would pose some protection from something she really didn’t need protection from. “I-I…Well…I-I’m sorry…” Her words kept getting caught on her tongue, making her more self conscious, and nervous. “N-no rush. Not really, a-anyways. Just, more studying.” She hinted towards the year seven Charms book, but still held it close.

She really was making an idiot out of herself. Just when she was wondering why she didn’t talk to people, BAM! A reminder of why. Most didn’t even stick around to allow her to finish her sentences. The thing was, she never usually stuttered. Only when she became nervous. As she was now. People intimidated her. Guys she was able to ignore easily enough, but girls? Nope. They made her feel incredibly inferior. They were so much prettier than she was. She knew it was a dumb, shallow reason, but there it was.

She tried reminding herself of what her sister always told her; ‘Wit - beyond measure - is man’s greatest treasure.’ But it far from helped. Willow intimidated her than any other girl she’s met, bumped into, or known; her beauty was flawless. Why couldn’t she look even remotely like her? “S-sorry for…uhm, sorry.” She could barely make eye contact, and yet, had trouble looking away. Part of her wished either she would take off running, or Willow would do what most do; laugh and walk away. But at the same time, she almost wanted to be able to have a conversation with her.

Willow stayed against the wall, wondering what was going on inside this girl’s head. Her eyes were as wide as a deer’s and she seemed to look like that very animal caught in a set of muggle’s headlights. Willow wondered why she wasn’t talking - it couldn’t be because she was shy, was it? Willow had seen this girl around Hogwarts a few times, but had never seen the appeal to stop and chat, even though they were in the same year. She was very pretty, and looked talented but Willow had never spotted her with company, and that made her wonder about this strange girl.

The girl seemed to be reading, and instantly Willow felt as if she had been intruding, but it had been this girl who ran into her. “No, no, it’s truly fine.” she smiled, reassuring the girl, and then looked down at the Charms book. Charms and Willow never really got along, seeing as her fire experiments sometimes went awfully wrong like her father’s, but she’d never admit to it. “Studying’s such a bitch, isn’t it.” She sighed and held out her hand to inspect the book, “Where’re you up to? Maybe I can help.” She said nonchalantly, knowing full well that she probably wouldn’t be able to.

This brunet apologized again, and Willow felt terrible for not knowing her name. Should she ask and look like a fool? Hold back and pretend she knew? She didn’t know which was crueller, and that was something Willow didn’t take pleasure in. She hated being cruel, especially to people like this girl who probably were scared out of their wits by someone like Willow.

Finally, she came to a decision, “Sorry, I’ve seen you around heaps but I’ve never really known your name…” She felt like the biggest bitch in the world, but she honestly liked this girl and it would make it awkward later on if she didn’t know her name, “Sorry love,” She added, trying to soften her words.