#thread:ivy

WHO: Ivy Black. Dental Assistant. 24-29. OPEN TO: m/f/nb 21+ PLOT: Your muse has just informed Ivy that her bride/groom stood her up. Could be her best friend, best man, brother’s best friend, etc and maybe they have feelings for her and they’re trying to comfort her.

closed starter for @hcneyjarwritings​​

ivy smiled as she came out of the bedroom and walked toward the guy she seemed to be falling for, a grin plastered across her face. she hadn’t gone to a party in so long and while at this party, she was supposed to be meeting his friends which she was ultimately nervous about but she knew that it was time anyways. “so,” she posed for him playfully, “what do you think about this dress for the party?” she asked and smoothed over it all. “do you think it’s too much or?” really, all she cared about whether or not he liked the way she looked. his opinion was the only one that mattered. 

ivy wasn’t really the kind of girl that noticed when guys were into her so when the same guy kept popping up for yet another dental appointment, she assumed that he was just having problems. she watched as the dentist left the room, still seated on her stool as she looked over at the man. “like he said, your teeth are perfectly healthy but if you are experiencing sensitivity you should considering changing tooth pastes or swapping to a softer toothbrush. that may help your problem.” she spoke, giving him a soft smile. “do you have any other questions?”

His hands were shaking as he folded up the Prophet. He didn’t usually read anything but Good News, Bad News, Magic News, International, and of course, Potions sections - but his own name had caught his eye in the Opinion section, of all places. And not only that, but Rita Skeeter’s column. And while he was growing more and more used to this occurring, he had expected something else about his supposed lies and deceit during the war. But what he had read was…. far different.

she could already feel him pulling away from her. the realization that she very well may lose the single handedly most important person in her life caused her chest to ache. ivy stared at the other in front of her, “why are you doing this?” she didn’t understand why he seemed to be suddenly changing his mind about her. he knew she needed him and so, maybe he just wanted to hold it over her head. tears pricked the corner of her eyes, “please don’t.”

it wasn’t easy for her to just be her friend. ivy thought that their relationship worked really well and she wanted nothing more than to see what else their future would hold. the breakup seemingly came out of nowhere, at least to her it did, and now she had to pretend she was completely in love with her best friend. ivy sat next to her, probably closer than she should be, and focused on the screen in front of them, her fingers grazing the other’s hand, “sorry.” she finally said and turned her head to look at her, “i guess i’m still not used to being just friends.” but she was trying for the sake of keeping her in her life.

love-me-dead-xx