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❝ mate ? where the fuck are the stairs ? ❞ the chaos had hit in a second and for lucius the most sensible decision that came to him in that moment was to duck down and keep their head down till he got his bearings . only it seemed no one else in the vip box had had the same idea , just davey and himself left there now . facing a smouldering remain of what was once the last flight of stairs they’d climbed to their seats . ❝ i can see the landing … think we can jump ? ❞
“i think they’re... ‘bout... three flights down, and counting.” given the situation the two currently found themselves in, one might expect a certain degree of panic - and yet the closest davey came was the sense of worry that was settling in his gut over not knowing where his people were. aside from that was the simple adrenaline rush that came from what he knew people would call ‘stupid shit’ - the near leap over the railing when he’d spotted the snitch (who the hell was paying attention to that when things were going to hell around them???) which had left him giddy, and now the realization that jumping was truly the best option the two had for making it out of the box. “depends on how lazy you were this summer, but unless you’re looking to wait for this to come down around us... time to go.” he didn’t even wait to see if lucius could provide an alternative, taking half a step back and trusting completely in the dumb luck that seemed to follow him as he made the leap - and nearly regretted it as the landing clearly wasn’t going to last much longer. “you coming or what, man? i can go try to find a broom if you’d rather wait, but it’s looking you might not have that kinda time.”
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nedweasleys:
@daveysgudgeon
“Alright, Gudge, I folded all this shit for you, but I still think we’re gonna have to sit on your trunk to make it all fit,” Ned muses, unceremoniously dropping the pile of clothes on the arm of their couch. He hasn’t done a particularly good job, but it’s the thought that counts, right?
“do i honestly even need half this shit? i never understood why you have to bring... everything.” davey huffs as he tries to shift things to fit the last of his clothes into the trunk. “whatever doesn’t fit i can come get later.”
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( cis man | he/him | chase stokes ) —— isn’t that DAVEY GUDGEON ? yeah that is them , sitting there at the SLYTHERIN table with those other SEVENTH years . when sybill looks into that crystal ball of hers , she sees the near-inability to turn down a dare , the faint sting that lets you know you’ve gone too long in the sun , the rush of wind as you soar through the sky on a ‘borrowed’ broom , endless stories of reckless behavior that somehow hasn’t killed you yet , and the unwavering and almost naive loyalty of a golden retriever , which seems about right for that TWENTY-TWO year old . anyway i’ve heard they’re pretty FOOLHARDY , BOISTEROUS , and RESOURCEFUL . apparently they’re NEUTRAL and a HALFBLOOD but i’m sure that’s not related …
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Glad you could join us, Mr. Routledge.
It’s good to be back.
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this look >>>
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