⌜ im yeojin, cisfemale, she/her, ⌟ welcome back to hogwarts, LUNA LOVEGOOD ! according to your file, you’re a TWENTY-ONE year old PUREBLOOD. as i’m sure you remember, last spring had its challenges, but i’m confident you’ll take your studies more seriously this year. as a THIRD YEAR year RAVNCLAW, focusing on GHOST STUDIES, you’ve got a lot on your plate. our records show that you're CALM and INTUITIVE however, they seem to have left off that you're CURIOUS and UNUSUAL. if i’m correct, you’re siding with THE UNDECIDED, which makes sense considering you’re known around the castle for melted candle wax on your alter, the gentle waft on incense as it's scent fills the room, the soft cascade of smoke as it dances in the air. let’s hope you make it through the year in one piece.
statistics // tag dump // pinterest
howdy ho everyone this here is 1/2 of my lovely muses ms. luna lovegood. i've got her stats and pinterest posted above, but here you can find some info about her to help you get to know her more!
born in kinvara, ireland
knows 6+ languages including esl and asl
is into all things spooky and true crime, its kind of her whole thing.
baby girl has the 'tism, keeps fidget toys on her, and headphones within reach.
in the schools highest iq percentile
runs the nightshift of the schools radio where she plays a mix of relaxing r&b and lo-fi music that's to help enhance focus and relax your mind.
is a little bit of a black sheep and often stands out even if she begs the world to not allow that to happen.
strange little fella.
mother died in a spell gone wrong when she was young and was inherently raised by her father. has a lot of "boyish" (for lack of a better term) tendencies because of that as his marriage to rosemerta came later.
likes being alone very much and has a hard time making friends but not without the lack of trying.
will info dump if she's comfortable with you.
chronic night owl.
can put away two thick novels in a week.
constantly missing her dad and home.
can be found boarding in areas she shouldn't be.
likes anyone and anything gender has yet to matter to her. (girls be having her giggling and kicking her feet though)
often gets her languages mixed up.
book club member
clumbsy af ^tm
all in all a strange little baby who can be a little dark and scatterbrained and honestly has no idea what she is to do with the impending war over their heads. picking a side feels icky when she wants everyone to be happy in the end. i'm still getting to know her as she's a completely different spin of an older muse so i may add a bit to this later!
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status : closed for luna lovegood, @loveusogxxd.
location : corridor near the ravenclaw tower.
his palms are wide and his fingers square, looped through laces of colourful sneakers. his skin is so pale, visible are his veins pumping blue underneath from rolled-up sleeves. and it makes the red torn skin on his knuckles stand out that much more. using the stony wall behind him to sink to the ground, next to her, not too close as he didn't want to overstep her boundary. placing her sneakers between the two of them, giving them back to her. ❝ how far will fudge go to gain gringotts ? ❞ he said, the front headline of the latest quibbler issue to her. he always eased her in with something familiar to her, a safety blanket. coaxing her softly to come around on her own time. ❝ interesting piece. ❞
'oh please she's just a first year.' 'yeah but guys don't go to far.' 'oh for fucks sake.' he'd began to jostle her around, despite her kicking and protesting, they'd slip the colorful airforces she'd drawn on off her socked feet, and took off running in a fit of laughter. she'd sat there in her own defeat for a moment before slinking off down the hall fumbling with her tears looking for the platinum haired slytherin.
she hadn't meant to always run to draco when she needed help, but there was only so much she could do while still following the rules. luna wasn't a fighter, maybe when she was younger, unable to contain her emotions and lashing out on the other kids. but things like this weren't something she could handle. when draco finally returned, battered with her shoes dangling by their dirtied and tattered laces. she'd finally self regulated herself back enough to stare blankly at the wall in front of her, coaxed out of her haze by his words that made her nervous system calm. "that's because fudge is an interesting guy." she spouted before she could catch herself.
the smile grows as luna sits next to her. she has always enjoyed the other girl, even when she heard the whispers (and the not so secret words) that she was weird. cho would always shut them down, but she knows people still talk bad about luna anyway. just not in front of cho anymore. it disheartened her, but she always tried to ignore it, and focused on being friends with the younger girl. and friends they are, and cho is so fond of her. she scoots a bit closer, not minding if they were in each others spaces. "oh, what book?" she asks, genuinely curious.
luna always enjoyed cho's presence. where draco made her feel safe, cho made her feel seen. she listened to her words, and her face didn't contort into disgust or fear, she didn't shy away from melt downs or make luna feel like she had to be 'normal'. she could just be luna, feel a whimsical way that wasn't so...she wasn't sure what the word was. even now, as she scooted closer to her, preening over her shoulder to peek at the books cover. luna was hesitant to answer at first, looking down at it's words before deciding to open her lips, "tender is the flesh....it-it's about a future society in argentina...where they're...uh cannibals."
tracey clenched her fists, the sharp retort ready to lash out, but as she looked down at the crumpled form of luna, her anger faltered. the sight of the younger girl’s tear filled eyes and trembling frame momentarily softened the edges of her irritation. letting out a frustrated sigh, tracey knelt down, quickly gathering luna's scattered books, before anyone could see her. "are you crying?!" she questioned, rhetorically, trying to rein in her temper. "look luna, just… be more careful next time, alright? there's no need for tears, really." her tone was still tinged with annoyance but lacked the bite it had moments before. for all tracey knew she was wandering around talking to ghosts ... again.
' are you crying? ' a trigger phrase that had her desperately trying to pull the budding tears back into her duct. she was an adult now, no longer throwing tantrums in the cool down corner of her special services classroom. it was hard for life to not be so overwhelming. living on her own made it difficult to navigate life, and she could only do so much with noise canceling headphones and fidget toys. "i was careful!" she hadn't meant to lash out but the conversation in her head had come out her mouth in different words. "i know there's no need for tears you don't have to tell me that!" tracey made luna's life hard, and in return luna made tracey's life a world of paranoia from whispers that weren't there, but she didn't deserve the back end of her self regulation.
the pages were worn in her fingertips. she wanted to something of note to bring to the club for a suggestion. they'd liked the last book she'd offered up, leading them to dedicate a full blown discussion day to it. it made her feel good, and being accepted was a high she often tried to continue getting.
she supposed she hadn't had to drag susan along, but she wanted her in put before they left for the meeting. luna picked up a spoojky read. the cover was covered in the vines of an aging tree, letterinbg gothic and faded as if held the deepest secrets of the dark,
"what about this one?" she asked, turning the book over in her hand and presenting it to her. // @lcnebcnes
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luna kept her face close to the cage as she spoke, fingers going up to wiggle to get the rats attention. when they wouldn't come to her she shrugged, going over to the large tank and taking a peak inside. "i hope it doesn't freak you out." she said softly, standing on the tip toes of her battered converse to reach carefully inside the bearded dragons enclosure. morbius skittered for a moment, arms and legs flailing forcing his long claws to love like paddles in his imaginary ocean. placing him on her shoulder, she raised it slightly walking carefully back over to where the seventh year gryffindor had been sitting.
"did you know that bearded dragons are actually australian natives? they've literally been around since the dinosaurs and only made it to continents by human interaction. in certain places in the world they're literally better off as pets because of the climate in most areas aren't hot enough to house them." she yapped on turning to pet the growing reptile softly. // @lumcsmax
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tracey groaned inwardly as she hurried down the crowded corridor, narrowly dodging first years who seemed determined to block her path at every turn. it was only the first week of classes, and already the chaos was unbearable. she could hear snippets of conversation around her — some students complaining about their classes, others excitedly discussing quidditch tryouts. tracey, however, was focused on just getting through the day without snapping at someone. yet in a cruel twist of fate, as she turned the last corner, she collided head on with someone, her books slipping from her grasp. "watch it!" she screeched, her voice sharper than she intended. "are you crazy?, i'm walking here."
fuck. being late was not on her bingo card. not on the first week. she'd been ducking through and squeezing past as many people as possible to make it to he classes but she forgot how big this damn school was. she was point four seconds away from calling the day quits as she couldn't handle any more minor inconveniences. but as fate would have it, there was no good days in luna lovegood's repertoire, and it was shown the way she rammed into a solid boy, sending their books to the floor along with her four foot some nod inch frame. she let out a pointed whine as she hit the floor, eyes flickering up to the older wizard that stood above her.
luna's eyes began to burn with tears, the melt down was coming, whether she wanted it to or not. "i'm..so...sorry," the third year sputtered in response.
cho sits on a stone bench under a tree, taking in a deep breath. she's finally alone. as much as she enjoys having her friends around her, sometimes it's too much. and now is a chance for her to enjoy nature and be by herself. that is, until she hears footsteps headed her way. she perks up, straightening her back and turning towards them with a small smile on her face. "enjoying nature too?"
she'd found this spot at the beginning of her first year, at certain times of the day it'd be desolate, she'd even notated it on her calendar on which days had peak hours in her little safe haven. she'd been half way through 'we were liars' by e. lockhart and wanted to spend a little time in the sun finishing it up if she could. the blocky silver headphones gleamed beneath the light as she trekked her way, only to be surprised...not sure if pleasantly, but cho's existence in her little sanctuary. "oh um...yeah, just had a book to get into." not wanting to get into her space she took the edge of the bench, knitted satchel landing on its wood with a merciless thunk.
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