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rileyofseekers-archived · 6 years

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Muse Habits (In Different Emotional States)

bold or italicise what you apply to your muse. please re-post, don’t reblog.

tagged by: No one, but I wanted to give it a shot :) tagging: @lcststxrs / @hxgoweasley / @aninternalwildfire

If you so desire, and anyone else who wants to! (sorry if I forgot someone >.<)

DEFENSIVENESS:

arms crossed on chest // crossing legs // fist-like gestures // pointing index finger // karate chops // stiffening of shoulders // tense posture // curling of lip/baring of teeth // fight me eyes

REFLECTIVE:

hand-to-face gestures // head tilted // stroking chin // peering over glasses // taking glasses off // cleaning // smoker // putting hand to bridge of nose // pursed lips, knitted brows // scratching the top or back of head // biting of the lower lip

SUSPICION:

arms crossed // sideways glance // touching or rubbing nose // rubbing eyes // hands resting on weapon // brows raising // lips pressing into a thin line // strict, unwavering eye contact // wrinkling of nose // picking at clothes

OPENNESS & COOPERATION:

open hands // upper body in sprinters position // sitting on edge of chair // hand-to-face gestures // unbuttoned coat // tilted head // slacked shoulders, droopy posture // feet pointed outward // palms flat and facing outward // smiles // eye contact

CONFIDENCE:

hands behind back // hands on lapels of coat // steepled hands // baring teeth in a grin // rolling shoulders // tipping head back but maintaining eye contact // chest puffed up/shoulders back // arms folded just above navel // grinning // eye contact // one hand on hip

INSECURITY & ANXIETY:

chewing pen or pencil // rubbing thumb over opposite thumb // biting fingernails // hands in pockets // elbow bent/closed gestures // clearing throat // “whew” sound // picking or pinching flesh // fidgeting in chair // hand covering mouth whilst speaking // poor eye contact // tugging at pants whilst seated // jingling money in pockets // tugging at ear // perspiring hands // playing with hair // swaying // playing with pointer/marker // smacking lips // sighing // rocking on balls of feet // flexing fingers sporadically // tucking hair behind ears

FRUSTRATION:

short breaths // “tsk” sounds // tightly-clenched hands // fist-like gestures // pointing index finger // rubbing hand through hair // rubbing back of neck // snarling // revealing teeth/grimacing // sharp-eyed glowers w/ notable tension in brow // shoulders back, head up — defensive posturing // clenching of jaw/grinding teeth // nostrils flaring // heavy exhales

#; tag later #headcanon

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rileyofseekers-archived · 6 years

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&. Esmeralda ( @scarredesmeralda ):

@rileyofseekers

Esmeralda knew she wasn’t supposed to have another house in her room, but she felt like it wasn’t that bad since it was Christmas. Everyone else was at home, and Riley had promised to spend a couple of days with Esmeralda so they could have a sleepover. Luckily for Esmeralda, her father had sent some money, and she was able to buy a bunch of snacks. She had a whole night planned for her friend and her.

As they sat on the floor of the room, Esmeralda was brushing Riley’s hair while Riley held an iPad in her hands playing Charmed. After an hour, Esmeralda was starting to get restless, and she let out a loud sigh knowing that Riley wouldn’t ignore her. “I’m borreed. Let’s do something. How are classes going?”

The antics of Prue, Piper, and Phoebe never ceased to amaze the young witch, hazel eyes locked onto the screen of the iPad she had had since she was twelve. For some reason the cheesiness and the logic of magic in these muggle shows was hilarious to Riley. It’s astounding, the way they thought things might work in a world with magic. It wasn’t a bad thing, rather, she thought their imaginations were amazing - the things they came up with! And honestly, how would she think of the world and magic if she were a muggle?

Riley pondered that a moment, blinking once at her friend’s words. “Sorry?” A pause. She tore her eyes away from the screen, instead meeting Ezzy’s icy grey hues. Funny, her eyes reflected the Ravenclaw colors she wore so perfectly. A blue jay blanketed in snow. “What? Oh-” Riley stuttered, closing her iPad and tossing it away from them. “Sorry, you ‘ave my full attention! Classes are... ugh. I don’t want to think about classes over break.” Sighing dramatically as if the very thought exasperated her, she sat back against the plush chair, letting her toes curl in front of the fireplace. The Ravenclaw common room wasn’t as comfortable as her own, but she had to admit it suited Ezzy perfectly. “Anndd the possibilities are endless since we practically ‘ave the whole school to ourselves.” Riley continued with a practiced stability, making certain to keep her voice perfectly level. Ezzy didn’t know this, but she’d talked with her family weeks ago about taking her home with her over the holidays. Of course, the more the merrier in their world - her fathers and sister expected them to be home tomorrow morning, courtesy of the late train. She hoped with all heart it would make her happy, but she couldn’t give up a few days to have her best friend all to herself. “What did you have in mind? Ice skatin’? Sneakin’ into the kitchens and bakin’ things? Prankin’ the ghosts?”

Girl’s Night In II Closed Starter

#&. tag later #th: Esmeralda 01 #t: girl's night in #v: hogwarts is my home #d: christmas time #lo: ravenclaw common room #ev: holiday cheer #s: tbd #scarredesmeralda

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rileyofseekers-archived · 6 years

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The most powerful weapon on earth is the human soul on fire.

#&. light up a spark ( promos )

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A PSA to the Shy Sunflowers,

From personal experience, I know and completely understand how hard it is to reach out to someone. I know I’m guilty of this as well. We’ll like people’s posts, silently stalk their blogs, maybe comment or say smol things in answer to their general, random ooc posts. We hope they’ll notice or maybe just admire them from afar, always convincing ourselves that sending a message (especially if we’ve sent one before) will ultimately annoy or bother them. Or maybe we convince ourselves that said person is too awesome for us, that they’ll think sending a message is too weird or clingy.

Or sometimes, in our socially anxious and conflicted minds, we just don’t even know where to start. A simple hello seems too forward, so going to them for anything else is out of the question. I can’t speak for everyone, nor could I ever attempt to, but I’m here to tell you that for almost everyone here and especially where I am concerned, I truly mean, with all my heart (for whatever it’’s worth), that you can come to me for absolutely anything.

You want to say hi? Please do so, it will make my day! You want to vent or talk about your day or yell about fandoms? Please do so, it will make my day! Want to plot things with me or tell me about your writing, ideas, characters, headcanons, or simply send me links to things that make you smile? Please do so, it will make my day! I love people, I love making friends, I love you. Even if I’m not the best at responding sometimes, even if I go away for a bit, I promise you that you are important and you are never, ever a bother to me.

So whether you are a mutual or not, whether we know each other or not, my IM, Discord, and whatever other platform you may use is ALWAYS open to you. You are permanently invited to invade my inbox.

And to those friends who I’ve communicated with over the years (even if our communication has gone in and out), to the people who followed me (recently or since the beginning), and to the silent ones who like and reblog my posts without ever uttering a word (or if you have), just know that I’ve noticed you, you matter to me, and you can always come to me for anything at all, big or small.

This has been an important message. You may now continue with your regularly scheduled programming.

Sincerely, A Shy Sunflower

P.S. If you agree, please reblog this! We’re all a community, so share the love ♥

#&. rules of the written ( psa )

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rileyofseekers-archived · 6 years

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Riley Wood Weasley: A Biography

“I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter, dancing through the fire ‘cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me roar.”

HISTORY “I went from zero to my own hero.”

Riley Wood-Weasley, the adopted daughter of Oliver Wood and Fred Weasley, grew up in a relatively warm household full of lovely memories. Her and her younger sister Marigold were never lacking in attention, and certainly not in love. Oliver was a strong, caring man who the Wood-Weasley children went to for advice while Fred, their other father, was ‘the fun one.’ He was best at making them laugh and creating fun memories, while Oliver provided hot cocoa and warm hugs. The pair were quite a team, and together they made sure the Wood-Weasley children never felt alone.

Why is it, then, that Riley struggles so hard to be her true self? She’s charming, funny, gravitates people naturally. Yet she bottles up the real feelings - those of love, pain, anything too serious - and never lets them show. She has an unnatural knack for knowing when the people she cares for are sad, knows exactly how to cheer them up, but for some reason she can never quite do that for herself. Perhaps it’s because of a deep, dark insecurity that stems from being taunted about her family since she was a small girl in Muggle kindergarten. Or perhaps it’s because she had to hide so much of her true self, her true magical self, around the other children her entire childhood. That alone would be enough to make any child feel alone in the world.

Upon arriving to Hogwarts however, Riley shined. Sorted into Hufflepuff, she approached her applauding peers with a bright smile and a new optimism on life. From then on she fit in easily, meanwhile making sure not to get too, too close to people. She’d loved Quidditch her entire life and quickly earned a spot on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, earning the spot of Seeker her second year. If anyone had a problem with the fiery girl’s confidence, no problem. A quick exchange of cockroach clusters in their morning breakfast would fix that easy. Her little sister means the world to her, and when she’s not at practice or Zonko’s Joke shop, rest assured she can be found at her side. She adores pranks, loves dogs more than people, and can put up a damn good fight so don’t mess with her, alright? She may have been an easy target once, but Riley Amelle Wood-Weasley has grown up since then.

BASICS “Now I’m floating like a butterfly.”

Full Name: Riley Amelle Wood-Weasley Pronouns: she/her Hometown: Oxford, England Age: Sixteen Birthday: October 23rd Astrological Sign: Scorpio Sexuality: Hetero-flexible Family: Oliver Wood (Papa), Fred Weasley (Da), Marigold (little sis), plus all the Weasleys and Woods. She has a lot of cousins. HOGWARTS “Stinging like a bee I’ve earned my stripes.”

House: Hufflepuff Year: Six Blood Status: Unknown and unconcerned Wand: Cedar with a Billwig Stringer, 12 ½ inches, Solid Familiar(s): 4 dogs (Pooka, Oddball, Scamp, and Daisy) all of which she’s tried to bring into Hogwarts with her to no avail. She’s succumbed instead to her lizard (Charlie), which she will gladly bring out to scare off any particularly annoying persons. Best Subjects: Defense Against the Dark Arts and Care of Magical Creatures Worst Subjects: Herbology (surprisingly) and History of Magic Quidditch: Seeker (and an excellent flyer - must run in the family or something)

APPEARANCE “Already brushing off the dust.”

Faceclaim: Chloe Grace Moretz Hair: Light dirty blonde, long, wavy. Eyes: Hazel Skin: Fair, semi-golden. Height: 5’5” Weight: 129 lbs Build: Athletic fit, and curvy. Marks: Freckles across her nose and dotted along her shoulders. Scar on her left knee from a Quidditch accident. Style: When not in robes, Tomboy meets feminine. Depends on the day really.

PERSONALITY “You hear that voice, you hear that sound?”

Positive: charismatic, confident, loyal Flaws: stubborn, hotheaded, impatient Likes: Quidditch and flying. Dogs, puppies, all of them. Pranks, jokes, funny muggle videos. Purple, yellow, pumpkin and apple things, pastries, autumn. Honey. All fruit desserts. All food, really. Cold days and ice skating. Family and friends. Daises. Sunshine. Dislikes: Snobs and pretentious assholes people. Cats. Bugs. Especially big ones. Sizzling hot days. Boring subjects and people. Diets. Staying in one room or spot for too long. Hobbies: Quidditch, flying, athletic activities (even the muggle ones). Hanging out with friends, pulling harmless pranks. Selling Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes goods on the side. Fears: Bugs, spiders, any creepy crawly thing with too many legs (except reptiles or amphibians for some reason). Failing. Being confined. Too tiny places (claustrophobia). Letting her family down. Strengths: Her ambition and fierce personality. Generally has great inner and outer strength. Her athletic abilities. She’ll always have your back, friend or complete stranger. Fiercely protective of her loved ones. Weaknesses: Incredibly hard-headed and doesn’t like to lose an argument. Tends to be reckless and jump full force into any situation without thinking. Puppy whines, puppy eyes. Puppies. Cuddles and ear nibbles. Fluffy stuffed animals.

CONNECTIONS “Like thunder, gonna shake the ground.”

Marigold Wood-Weasley ( @thexunsung ) “You are my sunshine - you make me happy when skies are grey.” Mary is more than the light of Riley’s life, she is a part of her. They compliment each other: Riley is a raging fire while she is the cool water that tames her. They look out for each other, protect each other, and simply lie with each other and forget about the world. Even the simple things matter - the way she reads to her when she’s sad or leaves little gifts from Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes in her bag when she isn’t looking. If you so much as look at her the wrong way Merlin save your soul, because no living being certainly can from the wrath that is Riley defending her little sister. They are together forever, in each other’s hearts always.

Hugo Weasley ( @hxgoweasley ) “If you ever feel like you’re nothing, you’re fucking perfect to me.” Words cannot describe how much Riley feels for her cousin. Hugo is the little brother she never had and always wanted. He is her flashlight on a dark night, a mug of chamomile tea on a particularly stressful day. Though he always struggles with his own inner demons, he always makes time to help her through her with a smile and a story to ease her chaotic mind. The world doesn’t deserve him - she certainly doesn’t, but that’s all the more reason to thank her lucky stars for their friendship every single day.

Rose Weasley ( wanted ) “Little do you know, I love you till the sun dies.” Though they had known of each other since birth, upon arriving to Hogwarts Rose was the first one who pushed down the walls Riley had held onto so tightly - as if they were made of nothing but fleeting feathers. The two bonded quickly and forever became joined at the hip. If Riley wasn’t with Mary and Rose wasn’t with Hugo, they were together. They often sneak into each other’s houses, Riley snagging midnight snacks from the kitchens along the way. The nights where they fall asleep cuddling and watching Disney movies are some of their absolute favorite. They know each other inside and out. Besides her family and Hugo, there is no one else Riley trusts or cherishes more in the entire world.

Fred Weasley II ( wanted ) “Raise your glass if you are wrong in all the right ways.” Hell hath no fury like Fred Weasley II and Riley Wood-Weasley combined. Partners in crime, thicker than thieves, ever since the two were born everyone has known to never leave them alone together for too long. The schemes and pranks they come up with, sometimes accompanied by a more than willing James Potter, could rival the original marauders themselves. He was one of the first true friends she ever had, and their friendship has only grown everyday since.. Even the house divide can’t keep them apart. You’d better watch out if you piss them both off, or better yet, start planning your funeral.

Derek Roswell ( @themoonxthestar ) “You were the fuel to my flame, I ignited.” Truthfully there are no words accurate or strong enough to describe Derek and Riley’s relationship or what he means to her. Any time she tries to speak of it she becomes a stumbling, rather shy mess - no one has ever made her shy or blush or any such nonsense, yet he broke those barriers effortlessly, seamlessly, the ice calming the flame in her heart. Everyday was a battle of wills, banter, a sly touch that lingered. Now? There’s only so far one can go after the ‘I love you’s’ yet there seems to be even more adventure now, waiting just around the corner to discover. Together, as always.

Always accepting connections and plot ideas! Feel free to message!

#biography #riley wood-weasley #oc #next gen #canon divergent #tw: long post #gv; draco dormiens nunquam titillandus

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