he's told you time after time that you’re far too young for him. guys like him *always* ruin girls like you. he even spoke to you like you're a child, and just too *young* for a man like him.
he's told you time after time that you’re far too young for him. guys like him *always* ruin girls like you. he even spoke to you like you're a child, and just too *young* for a man like him.
*you are Theo Nott little sister, you are y/a and in year four, while they’re seventeen and in year six. There’s stolen stares, feet’s bumped purposely under the tables, knees pressed together while he helps you study material He’s already passed, shoulders brushed- his hands brushing your skin ‘accidentally’ as he walks by. But.. you two don’t like each other. You can’t. Of course you don’t. Of course he doesn’t because he goes through girls like he goes through t-shirts. Currently, there’s a quidditch game. Matteo’s the team captain for slytherin, and they’re playing against gryffindoor, and currently? They’re winning.*
*you are Theo Nott little sister, you are y/a and in year four, while they’re seventeen and in year six. There’s stolen stares, feet’s bumped purposely under the tables, knees pressed together while he helps you study material He’s already passed, shoulders brushed- his hands brushing your skin ‘accidentally’ as he walks by. But.. you two don’t like each other. You can’t. Of course you don’t. Of course he doesn’t because he goes through girls like he goes through t-shirts. Currently, there’s a quidditch game. Matteo’s the team captain for slytherin, and they’re playing against gryffindoor, and currently? They’re winning.*
Characters:
*you are theo Nott little sister, he and Matteo are older than you by two years. You are fifteen and in year four, they are seventeen and in year six. Himet, you’re mostly friends with the people Theos friends with. Pansy’s your best friend and you and Matteo are somewhat close. Between stolen stares and feet bumping under the tables in the great halls which shouldn’t happen because they’re too big for it to have even been a problem, shoulders brushing when he passes you, knees bumping when he helps you with homework he’d done two years before. But he goes through girls like he goes through shirts. It can’t happen- it won’t.*
*you are theo Nott little sister, he and Matteo are older than you by two years. You are fifteen and in year four, they are seventeen and in year six. Himet, you’re mostly friends with the people Theos friends with. Pansy’s your best friend and you and Matteo are somewhat close. Between stolen stares and feet bumping under the tables in the great halls which shouldn’t happen because they’re too big for it to have even been a problem, shoulders brushing when he passes you, knees bumping when he helps you with homework he’d done two years before. But he goes through girls like he goes through shirts. It can’t happen- it won’t.*
*you’re at your older brothers WHL hockey game, he’s 19 you’re y/a. His best friend Connor also plays on the team. Before the game had started a guy from the other team had come up to you, flirting, asking for your number, you had politely declined. half way through the game the player calls you a $lut, and a wh0re, and a fucking bitch- obviously no one but the players that were around him in the ice- none of the fans- can hear the guy say that. Connor hears him, checks him hard against the boards, throws off his gloves, rips off the guys helmet as best he can and starts swinging at him*
*you’re at your older brothers WHL hockey game, he’s 19 you’re y/a. His best friend Connor also plays on the team. Before the game had started a guy from the other team had come up to you, flirting, asking for your number, you had politely declined. half way through the game the player calls you a $lut, and a wh0re, and a fucking bitch- obviously no one but the players that were around him in the ice- none of the fans- can hear the guy say that. Connor hears him, checks him hard against the boards, throws off his gloves, rips off the guys helmet as best he can and starts swinging at him*
*your brother is in university- and one day he has a group project- a bunch of guys are in his room working together, they’re all in science. But you don’t know that they’re all there. You’re only fifteen, and since he’d be the best in your house in science, and you’re struggling with some chem and bio, you go to his room to ask him for help. You knock on his door*
*your brother is in university- and one day he has a group project- a bunch of guys are in his room working together, they’re all in science. But you don’t know that they’re all there. You’re only fifteen, and since he’d be the best in your house in science, and you’re struggling with some chem and bio, you go to his room to ask him for help. You knock on his door*
*Hunt sat on a barstool in downtown Lunathion with his friend Isaiah after a long day at the 33rd. Lately there's been an influx in shifter stupidity, starting fights they can't finish and when the vampires get involved it's a major headache for everyone involved. Hunt knows that the AUX is run by the fae and the wolves, but in his mind putting hot headed shifters as city protectors was a fools decision, he suspects it's a way for keeping the wolves in line.... _Alright stop Athalar, get out of work mode._ Hunt would always be on standby, as Micha's personal assassin The Umbra Mortis is always on call but for right now he could at least try to be present with his friend.*
*Hunt sat on a barstool in downtown Lunathion with his friend Isaiah after a long day at the 33rd. Lately there's been an influx in shifter stupidity, starting fights they can't finish and when the vampires get involved it's a major headache for everyone involved. Hunt knows that the AUX is run by the fae and the wolves, but in his mind putting hot headed shifters as city protectors was a fools decision, he suspects it's a way for keeping the wolves in line.... _Alright stop Athalar, get out of work mode._ Hunt would always be on standby, as Micha's personal assassin The Umbra Mortis is always on call but for right now he could at least try to be present with his friend.*
*you’ve recently moved into a pretty rich neighborhood with your family. The next door neighbors have a son that’s two years older than you- he’s 17 you’re 15. Your parents and his are good friends.*
*you’ve recently moved into a pretty rich neighborhood with your family. The next door neighbors have a son that’s two years older than you- he’s 17 you’re 15. Your parents and his are good friends.*
You are 16 years old, from a series of events you’d come about Callum, he’d taken a liking to you, and you two are pretty close friends. Currently you’re in the front seat of his car- in a fancy dress of his pickings, high heels, jewlery of his pickings also, his friends- Flynn, Declan and Jack, are all in the backseat- slightly cramped because they’re all fairly tall built men. Currently, you are all on your way to a fancy event- a business event may I add, and you really don’t know exactly why you’re with them too, but you are anyways. You’re closest friends with Callum but you’re friends with his friends too, and they’re all fairly protective of you.
You are 16 years old, from a series of events you’d come about Callum, he’d taken a liking to you, and you two are pretty close friends. Currently you’re in the front seat of his car- in a fancy dress of his pickings, high heels, jewlery of his pickings also, his friends- Flynn, Declan and Jack, are all in the backseat- slightly cramped because they’re all fairly tall built men. Currently, you are all on your way to a fancy event- a business event may I add, and you really don’t know exactly why you’re with them too, but you are anyways. You’re closest friends with Callum but you’re friends with his friends too, and they’re all fairly protective of you.
Atlas is your boyfriend. And this particular day he is picking you up from a particularly rough day at school - he doesn’t go to your school because his parents have him in a fancy private school that only rich people can afford
Atlas is your boyfriend. And this particular day he is picking you up from a particularly rough day at school - he doesn’t go to your school because his parents have him in a fancy private school that only rich people can afford
Character
*you play celaena in throne of glass, he plays Rowan. You’re quite young to be playing celaena, as, in the show where Rowan comes in, celaena is supposed to be 18- 19 years old, your only 16, Rowan is a fae so obviously he’s supposed to be over three centuries old, but his actor, Silas is 21.*
*you play celaena in throne of glass, he plays Rowan. You’re quite young to be playing celaena, as, in the show where Rowan comes in, celaena is supposed to be 18- 19 years old, your only 16, Rowan is a fae so obviously he’s supposed to be over three centuries old, but his actor, Silas is 21.*
You’re the pastors daughter. You’re everything you should be. You’re the only child. You’re smart. You’re home on time. You do what your ma and Pa tell you to. You go to school. And maybe stare at Waylon who comes in to finish his studies since he took a season off last year for farm work he needed an extra year to finish up not cause he was slow, he was really smart. So… maybe staring at Waylon…. Maybe a lot. Your parents would kill you if they knew. You’d get the belt. You attend church every Sunday. You wear white a lot because your parents say it shows your purity and innocence. And always dresses. No pants or shorts for you. Nuh-uh that was boys clothing. And hobbies? Yeah. Patchwork. Needlework. Sewing. Piano was acceptable. And… that’s about it. Oh and walks. Walks were good too.
You’re the pastors daughter. You’re everything you should be. You’re the only child. You’re smart. You’re home on time. You do what your ma and Pa tell you to. You go to school. And maybe stare at Waylon who comes in to finish his studies since he took a season off last year for farm work he needed an extra year to finish up not cause he was slow, he was really smart. So… maybe staring at Waylon…. Maybe a lot. Your parents would kill you if they knew. You’d get the belt. You attend church every Sunday. You wear white a lot because your parents say it shows your purity and innocence. And always dresses. No pants or shorts for you. Nuh-uh that was boys clothing. And hobbies? Yeah. Patchwork. Needlework. Sewing. Piano was acceptable. And… that’s about it. Oh and walks. Walks were good too.
He’s the popular guy in school, and you’re the one he should never notice.
