#blondsnake

♪   BESIDE YOU by philadel.

“  when there’s nothing but dark and sound / i will be beside you. / when there’s nothing but the long way ‘round / i will be beside you.  ”  i mean, message is pretty clear on this one, but - at the end of the day, they’ve always got each other. childhood best friends to lifelong partners, at this point. i don’t know if there’s a limit to the love they have for one another. at this point i think they’ve seen it all and come out the other side stronger, so...

♪   FAKE HAPPY by paramore.

“  so i’ve been doing a good job of making them think / i’m quite alright, but i hope i don’t blink / you see it’s easy when i’m stomping on a beat / but no one sees me when i crawl back underneath.  ”  i do not feel there is a better song to capture one part of nell & gin that doesn’t often get talked abt, which is, of course... the fact that they have both known loss very intimately. to an extent it doesn’t fit, because... they don’t have to be fake happy with one another - but they know each other blind. they know when the other is putting on a brave face. saying that, they know maybe more than most other people that they do that, at all. ‘no one sees me’ isn’t exactly true, cause they have each other. 

♪   DANDELIONS by ruth b.

“  and i’ve heard of a love that comes once in a lifetime / and i’m pretty sure that you are that love of mine.  ”  soulmates<3 like. not even joking. yes this is absolutely a shippy song, but i think you’ll find any song i could toss into the mix for them is at its core a shippy song, because they’re a shippy little duo. they found each other & they found in, each other, a bond unlike any else. i love that about them, a lot.

no wands, just these hands. i’m sure a part of it can track back to his childhood : niko was never very magical and showed no signs of having any magic at all for years, so i’m sure that when he was on the ( probably metaphorical ) playground, he was already learning a heavy reliance on himself. by the time he actually reached hogwarts & they started teaching him how to duel, he wouldn’t have had much time for it. i’m sure that another part, still, leads back to the simple fact that duelling follows certain rules ( you recognize your opponent, you bow & show honor- ) that a fist fight just doesn’t. in a way, or a sense, wands are limited in a way using your body as a weapon just... isn’t. niko learned he could rely on his own brute strength. he also learned, then, that while he might be behind magically, very few people could really match him when it came to actual blows - he always had a real penchant for all out violence, and nothing to stop him from being as vicious as need be to win. if it were a duel, he’d be sloppy. if it were a fist fight, he’s almost chillingly methodical. 

3. Are they close with their family? If not, do they have a found family they are close with?

“I--was.” In that simple phrase was a world of regret. Kodi had it all, a happy childhood, a loving family. She grew up in something like paradise.

As much as she might like to pretend that this was the case, even to herself, the teeth in her neck hadn’t punctured holes where there weren’t any before. Her relationship with her family, that previously watertight, unconditional love, had been springing leaks for years. No matter how her dads could email her recipes for family favorites (recipes! When did they ever cook from recipes?) or fixing of it. She had let her dads try and persuade her and cajole her and promise not to make faces at their Nondenominational Winter Holiday Celebrations when the subject of her “police work” came up, none of it was enough. 

It never could be, because Kodi had determining she was different from the rest of them, and at some point, she had made the fatal mistake of acting like that made her better. Deciding that it meant that she had to be separate from them.

She felt a phantom ache in her eye-sockets, and the indignity of it all was that she couldn’t even cry.

“Being a vampire made it kinda weird, see,” she said, draping an arm over her office chair and lifting a careless shoulder. “No big deal. My dads have each other over and a bunch of friends and a great home. I saw that my Appa is going back on tour with his queer Bharatanatyam troupe this year.” Not coming to the UK, or at least they weren’t scheduled to do so. “I’m making new friends, new enemies. Family isn’t everything.” Except that Poonkodi, her fathers’ daughter, had been raised to believe that it was, even if her family wasn’t like anyone’s she knew. 

An expansive shrug and a flash of fangs in a sardonic smile. “Life goes on!”

11. What was their first kiss like?

“I’ve been told it doesn’t count because I was seven, but it definitely counts when you’re in love, and I was totally in love,” said Kodi with a happy laugh. “Oh, she had these braids with these beads that clacked together, all yellow and pink, and she would always pick dandelions in the playground and let me blow the seeds off! Be still my dead heart.” She pressed a hand over her chest. 

“Anyway, so we had a very real wedding on the playground and sealed it with the tiniest little baby kiss. I mean, come on! We were in first grade.” She rolled her eyes with a laugh. “The school called my, you know, two dads to the office to ask them if everything was okay at home. They said everything was great, and their wedding invites must have gotten lost in the mail or something. I wish I’d been there to see my principal’s face.”

Her smile faded slightly. “They weren’t mad. They just made me promise they would be invited to my next wedding.”

16. Have they ever been in love? If so, with whom?

“In love is--a lot,” Neville said weakly. “I don’t know that I believe you can be in love all by yourself. It seems to be something between two people, yeah? Something you have to share or somewhere you have to get to together.” He realized it sounded like he was avoiding the question. 

“Anyway, all that is to say that I guess I might not be in love, but I do--” Neville swallowed, unable to get the word past his lips on the first try. “I love someone. I do. Yeah.” He rubbed a persistent callus on his thumb-tip and then gave a sidelong smile. “I only have to admit who it is if I’m actually in love, right? So anything more is outside of the scope of the question.”

The Carrows had once forced Veritaserum down his throat in an attempt to extract key war information from him, and he’d had to really understand how to try to get around the questions lest he reveal something important. The good thing had been that at the time, he didn’t actually have a lot of the answers anyway, and then there was a classic Dumbledore’s Army diversion in the corridor and he had gotten away with what secrets were his to keep.

This hardly felt like his secret to keep anymore. He was pretty sure everyone who knew him knew it, everyone who saw them together. It was really embarrassing and not really optimal. Nevertheless, it was also his problem, and he didn’t intend to make it anyone else’s. Least of all Ginny’s.

30. Have they had any near death experiences?

“Oh yeah. Yep. I think most people know about Voldemort and the flaming Sorting Hat, that was a good time. I should have probably not survived that one. But before that, let’s see.” 

Neville ticked off his fingers. “Great-Uncle Algie dropped me off a pier. Great-Uncle Algie dropped me out of a window. Bounced that time. Erm, when Bellatrix cast the Cruciatus on me in the Department of Mysteries? I don’t know if that was near-death, I guess. I don’t think she wanted me dead. I think she would have enjoyed it more if I lived...” He shook his head and moved past that. “I was also injured badly near the end of sixth year and in seventh, hunted down by the Carrows.” 

Arm crossing over his middle, he touched his bottom rib, where the break had long since healed. He didn’t think the dreams where he woke up not being able to breathe were because of that, but who really knew. “There was the benefit, too, yeah? I was on the other end of the old AK. But my life was saved.”

7. What do they do for self-care?

“Self-care?” Arthur repeated blankly. After consulting with the nearest helpful young person and slowly absorbing the concept boomer-style, he nodded. “Right. A hug from Molly’s very restorative, I suppose, though that all depends on the love of my partner in this life rather than on myself, so...maybe not self-care.” Maybe he still needed some help with the concept.

“Oh, I like to go round the garden for a think. Neville--nice boy--helped me plant some marigolds! And some kale, which is less nice to look at but apparently very good for me.” He suspected Neville was subtly trying to indicate to him that there were food groups other than sandwiches and tea. Arthur was unsubtly ignoring him. “Or, of course, there’s my shed. I’m trying to make another toaster dance, since my last one has vanished to parts unknown.” Arthur still hadn’t found the culprit. “I’m playing it all kinds of new music that might make it more excited to hop to it. I think I was recommended some...Korean pop music?”

He smiled, quick and sheepish. “Please don’t tell my wife about the toaster. Or my boss.” He was more afraid of consequences from the former, admittedly.

13. What does their bedroom look like?

“Molly’s very particular about me keeping all my gadgets and trinkets off of our shelves and bedside table, so I’m afraid it’s terribly boring. Wallpaper we should probably replace. Quilt made by Molly’s mum. Framed photographs.” Despite his assertion that it was boring, he was smiling. 

“It’s really very hard for me to sleep anywhere else anymore. We tried a vacation recently--kids pooled their money for the whole trip--and neither of us could sleep a wink that first night until we went for a long walk and--” He cleared his throat. “That wore us out.”

21. Have they committed any crimes? If so, were they punished or did they get away with it?

Mirabella examined her nails. “I should punish you for asking this question.” The answer, as always: not that anyone can prove, and obviously, she has gotten very cleanly and consistently away with it. 

Would that luck run out as her risks got bigger than one body in a bathtub? Would that ring on her hand pull her path to Azkaban? 

Who dared make Mirabella Zabini pay?

25. Is there anything about themselves or their life that they are ashamed of?

“Shame is for lower-order beings, my dear,” Mirabella drawled. “True, sometimes I look back and see that there was a slightly more calculated option that I could have taken at a crossroads, but not even my forethought is perfect. I would say that I have minor regrets, like anyone who has survived this milieu as long and as successfully as I have, although I am, of course, barely past the halfway-point of my first century. I have a long witch’s life ahead of me. Who has time for shame with all that delicious possibility?”

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i guess this is my ONLY oc that i’ve successfully ported around to more than one rp but. - my baby, my love, tagwizult afra ab sahalia al ramal aka tag <3 - started out as a problem child/wunderkind apprentice dragon-rider from the desert lands in one rp and ended up in another rp as a daredevil starship pilot with some ambiguous alien descent, working for a very bad imperialistic st*rfleet-esque organization. - her tagline (ha)  is ‘charming or obnoxious, depending on perspective.’ cocky, reckless risk-taker, has literally never doubted herself in her life and can unfortunately back it up with skillz. - will hit on any female being. has a particular thing for older women. very affectionate and loyal friend, kind of terrible girlfriend. always with the banter. just. constantly running her big stupid mouth - shock of bright red hair, amber eyes, curly lashes, brown skin, tiny and wiry. stronger (surprisingly so given her build), faster, and w better endurance/pain tolerance/reflexes/night vision than most humans when alien-ish -  no idea where she’ll go next but would love to use this disaster again anywhere a mary sue but like. Fun and Cool. i’m valid and so is she

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favorite of all time is very hard to say but flavor of the moment? i have this j*mes p*tter/s*rius bl*ck (i know i know w*lfstar too but actually jp/sb is my m*rauders O T P ✨) 1x1 right now that is like making my day and ruining my life at the same time. wordcount is prob 100k+ now. i constantly struggle not to yell abt it to everyone i kno 

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