#craugustus

The night sky taunted Edgar, black as pitch and absent of stars. This eerie emptiness encompassed all noise, leaving the forest with an unnatural silence. He could see vague flashes of red and green in the distance, but that was the only indication of the battle that was supposedly raging through the night. Edgar had been instructed to stay on the boundary between tree and field, waiting for a signal indicating that backup was necessary. However, he expected it would never come. His fingers twitched, tightening around his wand in frustration; the impulse to join the fight was strong, an invisible tether that tugged incessantly.  

Before Edgar could make any decisions, fate seemed to select for him. A figure shrouded in shadows emerged from the tree-line, wand-raised, ruthless teeth glimmering white in the darkness. Almost simultaneously, red lights assaulted both wizards, illuminating the night with violent hues. Edgar’s wand flew from his hand in an instant and he heard the telltale sound of his opponent’s hitting the ground. Rather than diving to reach his wand, Edgar flew at the wizard with his fists in fighting formation. 

His hand collided messily with the man’s jaw, but no bones were broken and he retaliated with vigour. They fought with brutal intent, neither wizard inhibited by strategy; only animalistic instinct. Breathing heavily, Edgar shoved the man to the ground roughly. However, his opponent’s fist was clutched securely around the collar of his jacket and so he too toppled to the ground. They wrestled erratically, panting harshly and scrambling for the upper hand, but the match was frustratingly even. 

Books and Beans, Edgar’s workplace May 18th @avgvstvs​

In all of the madness, few things in Edgar’s life reminded him of normality. His flat was emptier, with the distinct lack of Amelia’s visits it barely felt like home anymore. Many of the places he frequented were boarded up, either out of business, temporarily closed in preparation for an attack, or already destroyed. Thankfully, his job at the coffee shop provided some much needed monotony - something Edgar never thought he’d crave. The regulars flowed in and out as always and he was finely tuned to the workings of the machines to the point where his hands moved with muscle memory, no thought required. He almost enjoyed working; it felt like he had faced into the background and maybe, hopefully, he would never switch back to reality. 

That fantasy was swiftly disturbed by an unfamiliar customer approaching the register. New patrons were rare, the coffee shop was fairly run down and only those in the know were aware that they made the best coffee in the city. Something about the man seemed familiar, but Edgar dismissed it easily; they looked around the same age so he probably knew him from Hogwarts. Still, something about his lips sent shivers down Edgar’s spine and he could almost picture them leaving hot trails across his body. The wizard was certainly attractive, but it was rare for him to have such a physical reaction to someone, particularly considering Edgar was well on his way to a more serious relationship. “Hi.” He greeted, as warmly as he could manage considering his generally touch disposition. “What can I get you?” 

EDGAR BONES & AUGUSTUS ROOKWOOD | MOODBOARD

“I don't know the question, but sex is definitely the answer.”

Name: Adrian (’sea’) Doyle (’dark stranger’) Rookwood-Bones

Gender: Male

General Appearance: Despite the warm smile framed by perfect dimples and a smattering of freckles, Adrian always looks melancholic. He gazes into the distance, eyes of an indecipherable colour, perpetually glazed over and unfocused. Others flock to him, drawn to a warmth he doesn’t know he possesses. Like a lighthouse, Adrian stands tall, guiding others to shore, doomed to forever see the choppy waves and never the land.

Personality: Adrian has a natural affinity for solving problems. He’s clever and intuitive, every inch a Ravenclaw like Augustus, but there’s a softness within him. People like him, even though he’s quiet and occasionally accidentally rude, because they see just how real he is. He doesn’t often get emotionally invested in things, but when he does they consume him completely. His passion is either full-force or non-existent. Unlike both of his parents, Adrian doesn’t have particularly violent tendencies, probably because he often has to break-up arguments between them. However, he did take up boxing; preferring to get his anger out in a safer, more organised manner.

Special Talents: His mere presence is enough to calm people down. Adrian doesn’t really have a way with words, but he can say more with a look than he ever could while speaking.

Who they like better: Ever the pacifist, Adrian would never be able to choose.

Who they take after more: He has Edgar’s calming, quiet demeanour and Augustus’s sharp mind and keen eye, but beyond that Adrian is very much his own person. In some ways, they wish he was more like them; both worried that he lacks the ruthlessness necessary to protect himself

Personal Head canon: At Hogwarts, students would often come to him with their problems, looking for solutions. Adrian became almost famous for it and gained a lot of respect from his peers. If he was ever in a pickle, there was always someone who owed him a favour that could help him out.

FLESH | simon curtis

- push up to my body, sink your teeth into my flesh -

STRANGERS | halsey (ft. lauren jauregui) 

- said that we're not lovers, we're just strangers with the same damn hunger -

HANDS TO MYSELF | selena gomez