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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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 Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2025 3:33 pm
xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? News Room
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Sierra
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Asking on a date-date
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? Did we just....!!!!
Everything was moving so fast, and yet, time seemed to be standing still. Just a short while ago he'd been struggling to put pieces in place, and now he was talking to Sierra about going on dates and stuff. And sure, there were only a few true date spots in Hogsmeade, but he figured there were enough options to keep them entertained on Hogsmeade weekends. They could get pizza, get pubby food, or maybe host a picnic in Hogsmeade Park. It didn't really matter to him! Honestly, as long as he could spend time with her (and maybe use those weekends as days to not have to study), he'd be happy. Besides, it wasn't like he wasn't comfortable hanging out with Sierra on weekends. They'd been friends since first year!
He had mentioned them being able to call themselves whatever, but he wasn't sure if she felt the same. What if she wanted to make sure they were able to go on dates and test the waters first? But then again, maybe she had other .... wait. Did she just... say that credentials came after a kiss???? Was that an invitation or a rule? His heart skipped about a hundred beats before his bravery kicked in. It was now or never... right? "I can do that," he signed, hands shaking a bit. Once the words had ended, he drew in a breath before gently tipping her chin up. Leaning down, he pressed his lips against Sierra's, fireworks exploding in his brain at the motion. It was truly amazing, but he only hoped he hadn't jumped the proverbial gun on this one. It would be in his nature to do that, but it felt so good to finally have his feelings returned.
And maybe, if he was lucky, it'd happen again. ♡
{{Wearing :: Nicer Clothes + Quidditch Pullover}}
Pᴀssᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ, ᴀʟʟ ᴍʏ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴀssᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ! Sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ
Lᴀsᴛ ʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴀ.ᴍ. ʟᴏᴠᴇʀs, ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʜᴏᴡ I ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ
I'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴏғ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ
I'ᴍᴀ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴏɴ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs sʜɪᴛ! Lᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇs ʙᴇɢɪɴ
I'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴏғ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ
I'ᴍᴀ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴ Lᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇs ʙᴇɢɪɴ!
Cᴀʙ ʀɪᴅᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴜᴘ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ sɪᴅᴇ, ᴛᴡᴏ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴀᴅ
Sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ʜɪᴛs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ᴠɪʙᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ
I'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴏғ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ
I'ᴍᴀ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴏɴ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs sʜɪᴛ! Lᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇs ʙᴇɢɪɴ
I'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴏғ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ
I'ᴍᴀ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴ! Lᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇs ʙᴇɢɪɴ!
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2025 8:30 pm
We kill the girls to get paid
And put the whole damn room on the edge of the blade
You'll get far, stay clean
And if the world stops believing, I'll keep believing
That the world could make a change  Hufflepuff Seventh Yeɑɾ ♀️ Dɑily Drɑgon Editor Alwɑγs Wɑtching ☆¸¸ .•*¨★Sierra was going to cut her hands off immediately because apparently they couldn't be trusted. Lewis looked about as surprised as she obviously was, but she was still too out of it to even think of teasing him for it. Nor could she do more than huff in amusement at his response, mostly thinking that it reminded her of a character from Holes, before she took notice of his shaking hands. Before she could even start to ask, her chin was tipped upwards and the world exploded.
Her lips burned from the contact causing her to gasp slightly and she raised one hand to rest on his nearest bicep. Mostly to stop her from completely becoming soup but also just to check if this was actually happening. It was one thing to hear Lewis say he had reciprocal feelings for her, it was another to hear him plan active capital D Dates with her, it was in a completely other solar system, (alternative universe even!) that he'd actually kiss her!
Even though logically, the kiss had only been happening for seconds, but to Sierra she was sure entire lifetimes had passed her by before she could come back to herself and slowly pulled herself away. She was sure even without looking into a mirror that she probably looked ridiculous; eyes wide and pupils blown, face completely flushed, mouth slightly agape, if she was in her right presence of mind, she'd kill Lewis for making her look this stupid. As it were, she couldn't be sure that the only reason she wouldn't is because she'd want him to in fact do that again. (likeshe'dtellhimthat...atthismoment) She blinked slowly a few times, as if to kickstart her brain into cooperating again, before she could finally get her hands to work again. "I should've known you'd be an overachiever." was all she could get out before she began to laugh, near uncontrollable. Goddammit, she had a whole boyfriend didn't she?
Hail! Hail!
'Cause the king is gone
And if you don't stop believing, we'll keep believing
You put the record on
And live the life that you're making, shots that you're taking
So grab the cash and run
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2025 8:57 pm
xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? News Room
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Sierra
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Asking on a date-date
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? ehehehehehe
Everything was insane, in that moment. A wild carousel of electric colors whirled around his brain. Everything was crazy, and yet, he wouldn't trade the feeling for anything. His heart was skipping a thousand miles a minute, plus a rather goofy grin on his face as the two parted. It had probably only been a few seconds, but time had gone completely melty. It could've been hours, days... who knew?! All he knew is that she hadn't shoved him backwards into a bin, but instead she'd put her hand on his arm and it had been a lovely moment.
His cheeks were toasty and his eyes were wild with energy, but he didn't care! Sierra'd seen him looking dopey before anyway. Her own cheeks were a little flushed, but that just meant she was feeling all these wild feelings too! When she finally signed over, he laughed along with her. Was it an overachievement? Or did they just mesh well together? "Always assume overachievement. But, I think, since we're now officially-official..." He chuckled a bit as he signed, looking at her in a bit of awe. It was so wild that after a few years, he'd finally gotten to give her a kiss. With a cheeky grin, he continued his thought with a chuckle.
"...we can do that again."
{{Wearing :: Nicer Clothes + Quidditch Pullover}}
Pᴀssᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ, ᴀʟʟ ᴍʏ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴀssᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ! Sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ
Lᴀsᴛ ʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴀ.ᴍ. ʟᴏᴠᴇʀs, ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʜᴏᴡ I ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ
I'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴏғ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ
I'ᴍᴀ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴏɴ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs sʜɪᴛ! Lᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇs ʙᴇɢɪɴ
I'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴏғ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ
I'ᴍᴀ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴ Lᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇs ʙᴇɢɪɴ!
Cᴀʙ ʀɪᴅᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴜᴘ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ sɪᴅᴇ, ᴛᴡᴏ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴀᴅ
Sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ʜɪᴛs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ᴠɪʙᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ
I'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴏғ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ
I'ᴍᴀ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴏɴ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs sʜɪᴛ! Lᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇs ʙᴇɢɪɴ
I'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴏғ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ
I'ᴍᴀ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴ! Lᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇs ʙᴇɢɪɴ!
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Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2025 1:44 pm
We kill the girls to get paid
And put the whole damn room on the edge of the blade
You'll get far, stay clean
And if the world stops believing, I'll keep believing
That the world could make a change Hufflepuff Seventh Yeɑɾ ♀️ Dɑily Drɑgon Editor Alwɑγs Wɑtching ☆¸¸ .•*¨★Sierra laughter mixed with Lewis, glad he hadn't thought she was laughing at him for once, and as she composed herself he began signing again. She was curious as to what he was specifically thinking or proposing since-as stated-they were now "officially official" but him sassily stating they could do this more often left her floored. Who the hell was this man and where was the anxious giraffe that had just been here ten minutes prior?!
"Lewis Abrams, I'm appalled! What type of girl do you take me for?!" she gave an overly dramatic faux gasp and clutched at her non-existent pearls before slapping him on the arm in full offense (he'd earned every one of these slaps in her opinion) " We're not besmirching the sanctity of my news room with such talks! We're going to find an empty classroom or broom closet like the classy individuals we are." Sierra signed as snootily as she could manage and made sure to turn with a slight huff and upturned nose as she wordlessly cleared any scribbles on the boards from her meeting (goddess that seemed like ages ago!). She only turned back towards Lewis as she was gathering her bags with her familiar grin and glint in her eyes signing, "Coming?" He wasn't the only one who could play these games.
Hail! Hail!
'Cause the king is gone
And if you don't stop believing, we'll keep believing
You put the record on
And live the life that you're making, shots that you're taking
So grab the cash and run
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2025 11:44 pm
xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? News Room
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Sierra
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Teasing
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? ehehehehehe
It was so, so good to be laughing alongside Sierra. They'd been best friends since... well, since they were the same height! It was reassuring that she was in jovial spirits, for sure. His stupid anxiety had been making things extra difficult, but now that it'd all been settled, his heart could rest easy. Well. At least until he had to tell his parents, siblings, cousins, grandparents..... plus Su and all the rest of his friends. But that was tomorrow-Lewis' problem.
After teasing about being able to kiss even more, Sierra said she was appalled. Lewis laughed, but sent over a faux-saucy wink. She smacked his arm (how many smacks was he getting today?), then said they weren't going to besmirch the sanctity of the news room. That.... did that mean they were gonna besmirch somewhere today? But he laughed when she said they should find a broom closet or empty classroom to keep their so-called "class". "Well, thankfully for you, I happen to know every prefect rotation. And a few secret, hidden locations to visit. Perhaps the Prefect's Bath one of these days." He wiggled his shoulders, offering a wink. "Y'know, for my classy girlfriend."
{{Wearing :: Nicer Clothes + Quidditch Pullover}}
Pᴀssᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ, ᴀʟʟ ᴍʏ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴀssᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ! Sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ
Lᴀsᴛ ʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴀ.ᴍ. ʟᴏᴠᴇʀs, ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʜᴏᴡ I ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ
I'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴏғ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ
I'ᴍᴀ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴏɴ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs sʜɪᴛ! Lᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇs ʙᴇɢɪɴ
I'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴏғ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ
I'ᴍᴀ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴ Lᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇs ʙᴇɢɪɴ!
Cᴀʙ ʀɪᴅᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴜᴘ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ sɪᴅᴇ, ᴛᴡᴏ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴀᴅ
Sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ʜɪᴛs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ᴠɪʙᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ
I'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴏғ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ
I'ᴍᴀ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴏɴ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs sʜɪᴛ! Lᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇs ʙᴇɢɪɴ
I'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴏғ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ-ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ
I'ᴍᴀ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴ! Lᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇs ʙᴇɢɪɴ!
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