She would not do well in jail, Harper knew that much about herself; yeah, she was independent and strong but give her two days and she would probably end up at someone’s bitch (if you would mind the language and brutal honesty). Glancing back at Raven, eyebrows knitted together in question– though she dare not press–, the blonde smiled in the direction of the camera. “Get my good side, okay?”
❝ I swear next person who asks if I’m okay, I’m gonna start throwing punches! ❞
Good thing she didn’t ask. ❝I ’m not going to ask if you’re fine but– need any help? ❞ she asked, glaring down at the mess of cogs near Raven’s feet, ignoring the impending weight on her chest. None of them were okay; they might not ever be, not after Mount Weather.
Send “You take such joy in pretending you’re okay” to see how my muse reacts.
Harper looked over at Raven, eyes narrowed slightly. She was okay, for that moment, but it was rare; not after Mount Weather. Since the drilling, the girl felt like she was barely alive anymore. Sure, she could joke about it and wave it off- ‘It’s nothing, I’m fine’- but nothing could take away that pain. Blinking her eyes in mild shock, she allowed a frown to curve at her lips, distain crinkling at her nose.
“So what are you in for?” Raven asked the hufflepuff, when she caught sight of her on her way to detention. Her professor just couldn’t take a joke.
Detention. “Snuck off to Hogsmeade with some of the seventh grade students, apparently McGonagall doesn’t approve of that.” It was worth it though; butter beer is great and the candy isn’t half bad either.
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Independent and selective Harper from 'The 100'
Written by Rachel
RULES
GENERAL
◦Please patient with replies if you have sent me a meme or we have a thread going, I run way too many blogs to count and often get swamped with drafts. That said, if it’s been a few days, you’re always welcome to throw a little reminder my way, okay? ◦Please, please don't godmod. You control your character and I'll control mine, let's keep it that way. ◦While I am legally able to smut in my country, I am underage so, in saying that, while NSFW themes will tend to appear, there will be not smutting on this blog. It makes me uncomfortable and it goes against the law. I ask that you respect this, please.
THE MUN
◦It’s a lot easier for me ( considering I am looking for jobs and attend school ) to be selective and semi-private. I don’t follow for follow but I’ll do my best to check out your blog if, by chance, you decide to click that little button on my blog.
◦While I am a genuinely friendly person, I do not tolerate hate of any kind and if I find out you’ve been sending hate to myself or another member of the roleplay community, consider yourself dropped and blocked.
◦I’m Rachel, by the way, and I’m about five foot so please don’t be scared to ever approach me. My inbox is always open for you to vent if you need it and I’ll do my best to tag any– and all– triggers on my blog.
◦Honestly, I'll respond to just about any name so if you don't remember mine, using my muse's is a pretty good idea, yeah? (Note that I go by she/her pronouns, though)
◦If you don’t like my rules, don’t follow. It's as simple as that, okay? In saying this, if I manage to somehow make you uncomfortable, you're welcome to unfollow at any time. Look after yourself, okay? I won't take it personally.
◦Anyway, welcome to my little blog. If you want to plot– though I only thread with mutuals– then pop into my inbox in ALL CAPS and I’m sure to love your enthusiasm and jump right on-board, okay?
