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 Posted: Mon Nov 11, 2024 10:23 pm
xx✿ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Gardens
xxx❀ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Nature
xxxx✿ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Evening walk
xxxxx❀ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? It's crisp The sun was low in the sky, but that wasn't odd for this time of year. Father Sun set early in the coldest months and left the world in darkness much earlier. Morwenna had wandered down to the gardens to take advantage of the quiet nature that winter brought on. She had forgone her shoes so she could remain in touch with nature and had walked through the school barefoot. Outside it was much colder, but she enjoyed walking on the cold ground. On the farm where she lived, she routinely climbed into the goat pens barefoot, sinking to her shins in the mud. The cold was no stranger to her and she routinely went barefoot at home. As she walked through the gardens, she observed the dead and slumbering plants, stooping down observe them closer. The blonde spoke quietly to the plants and wished they might speak back. Something in her mind told her that she was supposed to be here, a faint memory of the gardens in winter lingering in the back of her mind. With a small smile, she hummed a tune as she walked through the sleeping garden before coming to rest on a bench. Wenn tucked her feet up under her, using her body to warm her soles while she observed the gardens. Whatever drew her here would become apparent soon, that much she was aware of.
Wᴏᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ sɪᴅᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴅ~ Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜɪs Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ sᴏɴɢ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ?
Hᴀɴᴅs ᴜᴘ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ ~ 'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ
Sʟᴇᴘᴛ ɪɴ ᴀʟʟ ᴍʏ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇs ʟɪᴋᴇ I ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ, ʜᴏᴘᴘᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴄᴀʙ, ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ
I'ᴍ ɪɴ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ
Gᴏᴏᴅ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɴɪɢʜᴛ! I ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴀᴛ ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ
Iᴛ's ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴀʟʀɪɢʜᴛ! Wᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀʏ
'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ!
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Posted: Mon Nov 11, 2024 11:12 pm
xx✴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? The Gardens
xxx✴ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Morwenna
xxxx✴ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Building a snowman
xxxxx✴ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I hope she wants to help
Meallan was planning to spend the day out in the snow. Of course, he wanted mostly to build a snowman. Mea had first tried to get Rosa to come out, to no avail. Then he'd tried to find Lewis, but apparently he was buried behind a pile of textbooks. Darn him! Either way, Mea pulled on his mittens and his soft hat that had been given to him by Nain over Christmas. Of course, as Rey would come to learn, those were an annual gift. They also got scarves, but he figured that if he wore it out, it'd be more of a pain to build his snowman.
In his bag, however, he packed a different set of mittens and a hat, then the scarf he'd stolen from Lewis earlier in the year. Those would make good decor for a snowman! He hurried outside, happily stomping through the snow. When he got to the gardens, Mea was delighted to see a friend there too. Despite his mittens hiding his fingers, the Hufflepuff instinctively signed along with his words. "Hiya, Morwenna! Why'd you come outside today? I was gonna build a snowman, if you wanna help out!" There was way more than enough snow for the both of them. Besides, snowman building was always, always better with a friend.
{{Wearing :: Winter Woolens}} ✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮I ʙᴏᴜɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴛ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅʀᴜᴍ! I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴡᴏᴡ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ғᴜʟʟ ᴏғ ʜᴏ-ʜᴜᴍ!
I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴡɪʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴ'?
I'ᴅ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴇ ᴀᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅʀᴜᴍ
Exᴛʀᴀ, ᴇxᴛʀᴀ, ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ! I'ᴍ ᴇxᴛʀᴀ, ᴇxᴛʀᴀ
Tʜᴇ ᴋɪᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴋɪᴅs ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴛᴏ
I ɢᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ sᴇᴀᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜs
I'ᴠᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀ ᴍᴇ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴀɴ ᴜs
"Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴇɴ, I ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ", ʜᴀ
Tʀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ! I ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ʙᴇ ᴍᴇ, ʏᴏ
I ᴀᴍ ᴀ ᴛᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ I ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ʙᴇ ғʀᴇᴇ✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮
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Posted: Tue Nov 12, 2024 12:21 am
xx✿ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Gardens
xxx❀ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Meallan
xxxx✿ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Evening walk
xxxxx❀ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? It's crisp Morwenna's eyes had been closed, the girl simply enjoying the cold breeze brushing through her hair. Meallan's voice cut through her meditation and the blonde opened her blue eyes to look upon her friend. They were a strange deep blue that were a far cry from her normal bright eyes. This must be why she was out here tonight, why her vision drew her out here on the crisp winter's eve. "Oh Mea, ye must be me fate out 'ere today," she said, uncurling her feet from beneath her to set them down on the cold ground. He asked her if she wanted to help him build a snowperson out in the garden, which caused the blonde to tip her head to the side. "Wot a barmy twist o’ fate it be, bein’ pulled out to build a snowperson! But I reckon that was me fate fer the evenin’, ’tis." A smile crossed her face and her eyes lightened to her bright blue, seeming to dispel the darkness across her. Carefully, she made the signs for the words she knew. "I think that would be fun." Still smiling widely, Wenn said, "’Tain’t brilliant, but I be startin’ to learn me sign language." Walking over to her friend, Morwenna looked around to find a decent place for their snowperson to be assembled, then glanced back to Mea. "Where do 'ee fancy buildin' it?"
Wᴏᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ sɪᴅᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴅ~ Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜɪs Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ sᴏɴɢ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ?
Hᴀɴᴅs ᴜᴘ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ ~ 'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ
Sʟᴇᴘᴛ ɪɴ ᴀʟʟ ᴍʏ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇs ʟɪᴋᴇ I ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ, ʜᴏᴘᴘᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴄᴀʙ, ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ
I'ᴍ ɪɴ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ
Gᴏᴏᴅ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɴɪɢʜᴛ! I ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴀᴛ ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ
Iᴛ's ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴀʟʀɪɢʜᴛ! Wᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀʏ
'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ!
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Posted: Tue Nov 12, 2024 2:14 pm
xx✴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? The Gardens
xxx✴ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Morwenna
xxxx✴ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Building a snowman
xxxxx✴ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? A gardening snowman!
When Morwenna seemed to shake out of her reverie, she said that he must be her fate. Mea wrinkled his nose a bit, wondering about her words. "I don't think I've ever been someone's fate before!" He giggled happily, hoping it was a good fate rather than something bad. He couldn't help but notice her bare feet, causing him to wonder if she'd removed them somewhere. Either that or her feet were super strong.... he struggled to walk across the pebbles in Mam's garden most of the time.
He listened as she said it was a twist of fate to build a snowperson, but it must be the fate of the evening. "I hope it's not too bad of a fate! It should be plenty fun. But... are you okay to stand up in the snow? You've got bare feet!" He gestured toward her feet, wondering if there was some reason to it. When she signed, Mea grinned happily. He knew she wasn't the best at signing, but he was super happy she was learning. Pulling his mittens off, he signed toward her as "You're doing great, Wenna!
She asked about a good building location and Mea looked around. "If we build one in the gardens, maybe we can make it look like it's waiting for the plants to grow! Or like... how Miss Azalea can make plants grow!" He grinned happily, finding a nice open spot at the edge of the garden. Pulling his woolen mittens back on, Mea started working on gathering a big ball of snow. It needed a big bottom bit to support the rest!
{{Wearing :: Winter Woolens}} ✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮I ʙᴏᴜɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴛ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅʀᴜᴍ! I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴡᴏᴡ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ғᴜʟʟ ᴏғ ʜᴏ-ʜᴜᴍ!
I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴡɪʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴ'?
I'ᴅ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴇ ᴀᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅʀᴜᴍ
Exᴛʀᴀ, ᴇxᴛʀᴀ, ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ! I'ᴍ ᴇxᴛʀᴀ, ᴇxᴛʀᴀ
Tʜᴇ ᴋɪᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴋɪᴅs ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴛᴏ
I ɢᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ sᴇᴀᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜs
I'ᴠᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀ ᴍᴇ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴀɴ ᴜs
"Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴇɴ, I ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ", ʜᴀ
Tʀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ! I ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ʙᴇ ᴍᴇ, ʏᴏ
I ᴀᴍ ᴀ ᴛᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ I ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ʙᴇ ғʀᴇᴇ✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮
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Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2024 5:43 pm
xx✿ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Gardens
xxx❀ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Meallan
xxxx✿ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Evening walk
xxxxx❀ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? It's crisp When Meallan commented that he hoped it wouldn't be bad fate and that he'd never been someone's fate before, the blonde smirked and said, "Fate be a proper odd thing, innit?" He commented on her bare feet and she glanced down at them, as if this was the first time she'd been aware she was barefoot. Tipping her head to the side, she shrugged and stuck her feet straight into the snow. It was cold, but no colder than the late autumn mud in the goat pens. "I think I'll be right as rain. 'Tisn't no colder than tha' autumn muck." Wenn giggled, then followed Mea over to where he wanted to build the snowperson, considering what kind of person she'd make. Perhaps it she could find some sticks, she could add antlers and make them look like a druid. That would be fun! She watched as Mea tugged his mittens on then started to gather up a big snowball. Looking down at her own hands, she frowned a little. She stuck her hands into her pocket and pulled out a pair of woolen gloves, which she pulled onto her hands. "These be havin' a dryin' charm cast on 'em, so they’ll keep me fingers all dry, they will!" Then she stooped down to help Mea gather snow for the base of the snowperson.
Wᴏᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ sɪᴅᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴅ~ Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜɪs Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ sᴏɴɢ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ?
Hᴀɴᴅs ᴜᴘ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ ~ 'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ
Sʟᴇᴘᴛ ɪɴ ᴀʟʟ ᴍʏ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇs ʟɪᴋᴇ I ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ, ʜᴏᴘᴘᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴄᴀʙ, ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ
I'ᴍ ɪɴ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ
Gᴏᴏᴅ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɴɪɢʜᴛ! I ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴀᴛ ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ
Iᴛ's ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴀʟʀɪɢʜᴛ! Wᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀʏ
'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ!
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Posted: Fri Nov 15, 2024 6:59 pm
xx✴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? The Gardens
xxx✴ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Morwenna
xxxx✴ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Building a snowman
xxxxx✴ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? A gardening snowman!
Mea tilted his head when Wenn said that fate was an odd thing. Well, that was true. "That is true, I think." He tried nodding, not sure what to add. He didn't know all that much about fates and divination and whatnot, even if that was on is class list for next year. Maybe after that, he'd know more about the subject. There was a more important mission here, and it involved his friend plunking her bare feet right into the snow. After seeming to debate about it, she then said she'd be fine. "Autumn muck..." he said softly, fingers repeating the two-word sign a few times as he pondered it.
After they found a good spot to put their snowguy, Mea watched with an amused grin as his friend pulled on her gloves and mentioned how they would keep her hands dry. "Well, that's good! We wouldn't want your fingers to freeze off!" Mea giggled as he spoke, this time not signing because his hands were occupied in piling up snow in his own warm mittens. "Do you have any ideas for the snowman? We can do just about anything!" He wasn't sure either, but figured maybe they could find some neat rocks and sticks to use for decoration as well.
{{Wearing :: Winter Woolens}} ✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮I ʙᴏᴜɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴛ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅʀᴜᴍ! I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴡᴏᴡ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ғᴜʟʟ ᴏғ ʜᴏ-ʜᴜᴍ!
I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴡɪʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴ'?
I'ᴅ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴇ ᴀᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅʀᴜᴍ
Exᴛʀᴀ, ᴇxᴛʀᴀ, ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ! I'ᴍ ᴇxᴛʀᴀ, ᴇxᴛʀᴀ
Tʜᴇ ᴋɪᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴋɪᴅs ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴛᴏ
I ɢᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ sᴇᴀᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜs
I'ᴠᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀ ᴍᴇ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴀɴ ᴜs
"Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴇɴ, I ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ", ʜᴀ
Tʀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ! I ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ʙᴇ ᴍᴇ, ʏᴏ
I ᴀᴍ ᴀ ᴛᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ I ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ʙᴇ ғʀᴇᴇ✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮✩✮
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Nov 21, 2024 10:18 pm
xx✿ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Gardens
xxx❀ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Meallan
xxxx✿ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Evening walk
xxxxx❀ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? It's crisp Morwenna paused to consider the pile of snow they were putting together when Meallan asked what kind of snowperson they'd like to make. She had some ideas and smiled, looking around. "We could grab some sticks an' make it a druid, we could. Or... mayhaps it’d be more like a reindeer, innit? Like them what pulls Father Christmas' sleigh, they do." There didn't seem to be many sticks laying about in the garden but that wouldn't stop Wenn from her dream of turning their snowperson into a druid. She walked over to the nearby tree and spoke quietly to it, asking for permission to take a few sticks from the tree. Of course it didn't speak back, but that didn't stop Wenn from waiting for a response before she removed her wand and gently severed a few smaller branches. "This oughta work just fine. We can make some antlers from these here branches, an’ then we’ll 'ave ourselves a druid. Or a ruddy reindeer, right?" She set them down since they still had to build him a body and a head. ""We needs to make 'nother big snowball fer th' body, right?" She was having fun, even it was just rolling snow around.
Wᴏᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ sɪᴅᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴅ~ Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜɪs Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ sᴏɴɢ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ?
Hᴀɴᴅs ᴜᴘ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ ~ 'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ
Sʟᴇᴘᴛ ɪɴ ᴀʟʟ ᴍʏ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇs ʟɪᴋᴇ I ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ, ʜᴏᴘᴘᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴄᴀʙ, ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ
I'ᴍ ɪɴ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ
Gᴏᴏᴅ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɴɪɢʜᴛ! I ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴀᴛ ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ
Iᴛ's ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ᴀʟʀɪɢʜᴛ! Wᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀʏ
'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ!
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Posted: Wed Jul 30, 2025 1:49 pm
xx↠ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? The Gardens
xxx↠ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Anxiety?
xxxx↠ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Garden Tea Party
xxxxx↠ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I always feel weird being anxious
It had been several months of working alongside Charlotte in much closer fashion for Bieito to realize he was, perhaps, catching feelings. The better part was that he was also getting to know his other head student. Working together had really brought them a lot closer than he'd expected. All that added together, but it wasn't until he was putting the finishing touches on her dress for the ball that he realized his feelings weren't going away. Grand.
Naturally, he did what any teen would, in that situation. He wrote a letter to his brother. Who would know better than him, right? Except apparently, he wasn't much help because he'd "never dated" or whatever. So Bieito hit the library. After finding a romance book that wasn't immediately insane, he figured out a plan. Step one: invite her for tea in the garden (because this was apparently seen as wildly romantic?). Step two: ask her to the ball (after all, this was the end goal, right?). Step three: ???? Something... probably.
So after setting up a little tea table and chairs in the garden, Bee waited on Charlotte to appear. He'd very nervously asked her yesterday to join him, claiming he wanted to discuss flowers for the dance. That was quickly coming up too, which definitely added to his nerves. His newest issue is that he hated feeling nervous. It was just a weird form of stress, and stress always gave him hiccups... and sometimes feathers. There were a lot of perks to being a veela, but that one wasn't one of his favorites. He paced around the garden, fidgeting with his hands as he waited for Charlotte to appear.
{{Wearing :: Spring Colors}} A ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɪɴᴋ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴍʏ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴊᴀᴡ ~ Pᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴅʀɪɴᴋ ᴀɴᴅ sɪᴘ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴀ ᴘʟᴀsᴛɪᴄ sᴛʀᴀᴡ
Sɪɴᴋ ᴀʟʟ ᴍʏ ᴛᴇᴇᴛʜ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴ-ᴅᴏʟʟᴀʀ ᴍᴏʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ sᴘᴇʟʟᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ɪɴ ɢᴏʟᴅ
Oʀ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ I sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ sʜᴏᴡ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ sᴋɪɴ? Tᴇᴀʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴍʏ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴀᴛᴄʜ 'ᴇᴍ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴀғᴇᴛʏ ᴘɪɴs
Nᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴡᴇ'ᴅ ɢᴇᴛ sɪᴄᴋ ᴏғ ᴄᴇɴᴛᴇʀғᴏʟᴅs ~ I'ᴍ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʙᴏʀᴇᴅ ᴏʀ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴏʟᴅ
Sᴏ I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ғᴇᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ, ʙᴜᴛ I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴀɴʏ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ
Gᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪsʜ I ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ'ᴠᴇ ᴅᴏɴᴇ
Mᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏɴғɪʀᴍ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ's sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ I ᴄᴀɴ ᴅᴏ , ᴀɴᴅ I'ʟʟ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ ɪᴛ ʀᴇᴅ
Iғ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴜɴsᴜʀᴇ, ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ʟɪᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴅᴀʏ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ғᴏʀᴍᴀʟʟʏ ᴀɴɴᴏᴜɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ
Wʜᴇɴ I'ᴍ ɢᴏɴᴇ, ᴄᴀsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀᴏɴᴢᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜsᴛ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴅɪsᴘʟᴀʏᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪʙʀᴀʀʏ
Eɴɢʀᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ I ɢᴀᴠᴇ ᴍʏ ᴄᴏɴsᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀ I ʙᴇ
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2025 3:55 pm
 Charlotte was a bit more grungy than she preferred to look, she’d been busy all morning, but she figured it was fine since she and Bee were meeting in the garden to work on flowers for the ball. She could probably stand to be a bit grungy in the dirt. Getting to work on anything dance-related was a bit of a reprieve from the studying, Quidditch, and the non-dance-related Head Student things, which she was busy with most of the time. She walked through the garden, past that spot where they held Creature Appreciation Club, eyes peeled for Bee. When she did catch sight of him, she came to a full stop. He was there, dressed to the nines as always, standing next to some chairs and tables seemingly set up for tea. Her face colored in a blush. So much for being fine looking grungy.
“Bee,” she said, breathless for a moment, “what’s all this?” It looked absolutely picturesque, and he certainly added to the picture. She couldn’t help but subconsciously bite at her lip as she looked at him. There was that feeling of butterflies again. In the back of her mind, she at least wished she had worn a nicer pair of shoes instead of stealing a pair of Amelia’s crocs as she headed out the dormitory door. She just desperately hoped she didn’t smell.
Location: Gardens
OOC: Outfit
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2025 9:34 pm
xx↠ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? The Gardens
xxx↠ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Charlotte!!!
xxxx↠ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Garden Tea Party
xxxxx↠ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Why am I like this?
Bieito was growing increasingly nervous. Perhaps this whole ordeal had been a terrible idea? What if she already had a date? Oh man, he probably should've sleuthed that out... He checked his watch, gnawing on his lip. He was here early, and he didn't necessarily expect her to be the same. He had done a lot of research to make the whole thing more romantic and adorable, but realized he probably should've mentioned it would be a date, of sorts. Of course, when she appeared, looking like she'd just left one of those seventh year study sessions, he still couldn't help the tinge of pink in his cheeks.
Charlotte asked what all this was and he shrugged his shoulders. "Well, I was thinking... um..." Ah, he was so awkward around her. Terrible for romance. "See, I wanted to ask if you.... um.... wanted to go to the dance.... with me?" He offered a nervous smile, trying to ignore that a feather or two had appeared in his windswept hair. Stupid Veela traits. "So I figured I'd set up a tea party, of sorts. I made macarons and little sandwiches.. and tea. Of course." Why was he only super awkward around Charlotte? He was perfectly smooth and charismatic everywhere else!
{{Wearing :: Spring Colors}} A ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɪɴᴋ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴍʏ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴊᴀᴡ ~ Pᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴅʀɪɴᴋ ᴀɴᴅ sɪᴘ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴀ ᴘʟᴀsᴛɪᴄ sᴛʀᴀᴡ
Sɪɴᴋ ᴀʟʟ ᴍʏ ᴛᴇᴇᴛʜ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴ-ᴅᴏʟʟᴀʀ ᴍᴏʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ sᴘᴇʟʟᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ɪɴ ɢᴏʟᴅ
Oʀ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ I sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ sʜᴏᴡ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ sᴋɪɴ? Tᴇᴀʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴍʏ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴀᴛᴄʜ 'ᴇᴍ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴀғᴇᴛʏ ᴘɪɴs
Nᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴡᴇ'ᴅ ɢᴇᴛ sɪᴄᴋ ᴏғ ᴄᴇɴᴛᴇʀғᴏʟᴅs ~ I'ᴍ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʙᴏʀᴇᴅ ᴏʀ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴏʟᴅ
Sᴏ I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ғᴇᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ, ʙᴜᴛ I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴀɴʏ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ
Gᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪsʜ I ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ'ᴠᴇ ᴅᴏɴᴇ
Mᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏɴғɪʀᴍ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ's sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ I ᴄᴀɴ ᴅᴏ , ᴀɴᴅ I'ʟʟ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ ɪᴛ ʀᴇᴅ
Iғ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴜɴsᴜʀᴇ, ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ʟɪᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴅᴀʏ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ғᴏʀᴍᴀʟʟʏ ᴀɴɴᴏᴜɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ
Wʜᴇɴ I'ᴍ ɢᴏɴᴇ, ᴄᴀsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀᴏɴᴢᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜsᴛ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴅɪsᴘʟᴀʏᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪʙʀᴀʀʏ
Eɴɢʀᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ I ɢᴀᴠᴇ ᴍʏ ᴄᴏɴsᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀ I ʙᴇ
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