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t1oui · 2 months
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percy weasley with curly hair. and not just curly hair but the unruliest fucking hair of the entire weasley family, which is partially why he keeps it so short. like yeah he prefers it short but even if he didn't he's slightly worried it would take a mind of its own if he let it grow an inch too long. one day penelope got bored in the library and started sticking quills in his hair and he didn't find the last one until two weeks later. percy weasley's hair is its own species
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pooks · 7 months
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(Percy, Oliver, Penny and Marcus sneaking around at night in their fourth year) Percy: Alright, I go first. Oliver, you stay behind me. And stay tight. Marcus: ...Bow chicka bow wow. Oliver: Penny: Percy: Never mind. Marcus goes in front. Marcus: Eh, it was worth it.
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perciver4ever · 3 months
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Percy: I'm going to tear you apart limb by limb until you're just a torso with a head. You will scream so much in pain that I will get tired and take your vocal cords tie them into a bow and put you under a Christmas tree for your family. I'm going to mash your organs up, take your bones out one by one then flatten you into a rug that I will give to your family.
Oliver: He's so nice and kind I love him so much!!
Marcus:
Penelope:
The Weasleys:
The students:
The professors:
Merlin himself:
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stars4sole · 26 days
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“Oliver wood is a himbo” WRONG!!!!! He's a NERD that man is obsessed with sports and all its statistics.
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gods-graveyard · 5 months
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Hogwarts Upperclassmen alignment chart
These are all the named upperclassmen that have at least a decent role in the narrative of "Navigating the den of snakes, by Yellow_sprouts" (self promo lol)
ANYWAY- I love them all and since some of them are OC or lack a lot of in canon/fanon charecterization ill be using memes to help develop them
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Adiren Puncey- Muggleborn 3rd year, Slytherin Cassius Warrington- Pureblood 4th year, Slytherin Elisen Mallory- Pureblood 3rd year, Ravenclaw Marcus Flint- Half blood 5th year, Slytherin Penelope Clearwater- Muggleborn 6th year, Ravenclaw Percy Weasley- Pureblood 5th year, Gryffindor Oliver Wood- Pureblood 5th year, Gryffindor Olympia Sanscott- Muggleborn 6th year, Slytherin Terrance Higgs- Half blood 3rd year, Slytherin
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Olympia is deaf, non verbal, and communicates w/ BSL
Elisen is Theodore Nott's Cousin by blood but basically big sis
The fic is Marcus/Percy/Oliver- but just not there yet
Some ages/blood status have been edited for narrative reasons
Marcus doesnt share his blood status
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elisedonut · 3 months
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Tell me the most random Percy head canon you have
Actually no it can even be one about someone in his little circle that he gets written with alot
(so like Penny/Oliver/Marcus/Audrey/Cedric)
What do you think was the first thing Percy spent like decent money on after getting his first check?
Do you think Oliver has a secondary hobby?
What do you think would make Marcus cry?
Who is Audrey to you?
How do you think Cedric felt about his father?
What do you think is Penny's favorite piece of media (so book/album/show) is?
What do you think are their favorite colors? Favorite classes? War death that hurt the most for them other then like the obvious?
oh speaking of other then Cedric Oliver and Percy's fates being confirmed do you think Marcus and Penny even survived the war?
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armadilloradio · 26 days
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omg gaslight (marcus), gatekeep (percy), girlboss (penny)...
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jealous babe !!
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dreamcubed · 2 years
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afterglow | oliver wood x reader
song; afterglow [taylor swift] pairing; oliver wood x fem!ravenclaw!reader genre; fluff, angst, hurt comfort, ex2l word count; 1,8k timeline; prisoner of azkaban warnings; swearing, usual post-break up angst summary; during your relationship with oliver, your friend groups fused to form one - so, when you broke up over a deemed "petty reason" and refused to go anywhere near each other, your friends decided to do something to fix the "split custody" situation they had found themselves in
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"fighting with a true love is boxing with no gloves."
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"We're children of divorce."
"Tell me about it," Faye sighed, sinking down in her seat next to Percy in the library.
"We have to do something about it," Jideofor said from his position on the floor, "It's not like they broke up because one of them cheated or - I don't know - abused the other?"
"Literally," Faye replied, "It was the pettiest fucking reason."
Penelope, sat in an armchair, looked up from her book, "They're obviously still in love with each other, too."
"What was the reason?" Percy asked, "Nobody ever told me."
"They both forgot their anniversary," Jideofor sighed, "Like, they got mad at the other for forgetting when they literally forgot themselves."
"Fucking hypocrites," Faye scoffed.
"They're both too stubborn for their own good," Penelope closed her book and placed it neatly on her lap, "So I think we ought to step in."
"Is it really any of our business, though? I mean-"
"Percy," Faye interrupted, "They expect us to separate back to two separate friend groups like we never merged - this is absolutely our business."
Percy nodded with a dramatic sigh, "Okay, what's the plan?"
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"Y/N," Penelope said as she sat down next to you, prolonging the last vowel in your name.
"Yes?" you said absently, not even looking up from your book.
"Will you come to Hogsmeade with us this weekend?"
"Depends who's attending."
"Me, Faye, Jid and Percy."
You finally looked up from the inked pages, casting a sceptical raised eyebrow in Penelope's direction. "And Wood isn't going?"
"No, it's your turn with us, or whatever," she rolled her eyes, "Oliver is busy with quidditch, as per usual."
You hummed, "Okay, I'll come."
"You have to talk to him again eventually, you know."
"Says who?"
"Says your children who are sick of split custody."
"You aren't our children."
Penelope rolled her eyes again, "We might as well be. Point is, it's traumatising for us to not have parents who are civil with each other."
"Then why don't you tell Wood to stop acting like everything was my fault."
"It's traumatising for us to be your messengers, too."
"Fuck off, Penny," you grumbled, sinking into the armchair and delving back into your book.
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"I thought he wasn't supposed to be coming," you snapped, staring at Oliver Wood through the window of the Three Broomsticks.
"Yeah, uh, change of plans," Faye said hurriedly, pushing you through the door and into the pub.
"He was always gonna come, wasn't he?" you sighed, watching as the boy in question went through the similar stages of grief you just did.
Faye said nothing in response, and forced you into the seat next to Oliver before sandwiching you in place by sitting on your other side. His scent swarmed up your nostrils and you couldn't help the twinge of mixed comfort and regret that formed in your heart. For so long, that smell had been a relaxer for you, a source of tranquility at the end of a hard day - now, it filled you with a strange sense of mourning.
Oliver didn't look at you.
You sighed, swirling around the liquid of the butterbeer that had been pushed over to you, too pensive to even take a sip. The conversations of the people on the table around you were mere background static as you began to feel tears threatening to spill. It didn't help that normally you would go to Oliver when you were like this.
Of course, his ability to recognise your emotions hadn't disappeared. Breaking up didn't change the fact that he knew you better than anyone else.
"Lass-" fuck, not that nickname, "-do you need to step outside?" He said it so quietly no one else heard, and your heart dropped at his caring tone.
"Don't do this to me, Oliver," you choked out silently, "I can't." You lifted your butterbeer to your lips and gulped some down, swallowing your tears with it and straightening your back.
You heard him sigh beside you.
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"Oh my Merlin!" Jideofor exclaimed, "Look at all the new sweets!" He was gazing at Honeyduke's new assortment through the shop window. "Can we go in?" he was looking in Oliver's direction.
The Gryffindor quidditch captain shrugged, "Ask your mother."
You had been taking the back of the group as you walked, and had only now caught up to them.
"Y/N, can we go in?"
"Ask your father," you said, irritably, as you needed to piss from the multiple butterbeers you downed. You wished they were actually alcoholic.
"I did. He told me to ask you."
You side-eyed Oliver. "You can go in for the time it takes me to go to the toilet. Then we're going back."
You watched as all the group except Oliver and Percy rushed into the sweet shop.
"Why do they act like such children?" the latter grumbled, before following them into Honeyduke's.
Oliver turned to you, observing as you watched your shared friends through the glass.
"We're not being fair to them," you said with a hint of melancholy to your tone.
He let out a half-forced laugh, "You actually sound like a woman talking to her ex-husband about their kids."
"Aren't I?" you said somewhat jokingly - though Oliver could sense the depressing undertone.
"You broke up with me," he reminded.
"I can't take all the blame."
He chewed on his lip, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for forgetting our anniversary. I've been so consumed with quidditch lately since it's my last chance to win the Quidditch Cup - I didn't mean to neglect you," he let out a breath, "But don't act like you didn't forget too."
"I've been so busy studying for my NEWTs," you lamented, "I'm a Ravenclaw - people expect so much from me! But... I- I'm sorry too. NEWTs weren't more important than you... they still aren't."
The last three words Oliver almost didn't hear, as you lowered your volume when you spoke them. He sighed, "Quidditch has never been more important to me than you."
You heard laughter echo from within the shop: your friends, clearly having made a stellar joke that got even Percy giggling.
"I still need the toilet," you said, walking away from Oliver slowly, finally letting your tears spill once your back was facing him.
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"Hey," Oliver said softly, catching your attention in the hidden corner of the library you were sat in.
You put down the book on potions you had been reluctantly reading, and couldn't help but have flashbacks of your Hogsmeade conversation as you looked at his face. After going to the toilet that day, you hadn't had another moment alone with him, and (if you were honest) you had partly been responsible for ensuring that.
Oliver sat down opposite you on the table, letting his bag drop to the ground with a soft thud.
"Can I give something to you?" he asked.
With a cautious sigh, you nodded.
He fished around in his bag for a few moments, before pushing a small wrapped parcel in your direction. You glanced at him carefully, making him gesture for you to open it - slowly, you obliged.
The brown paper revealed a small box, which you carefully opened to see a little figurine buried in packaging paper for cushioning. Upon digging it out and examining it closely, you realised that it was of a miniature broom with two riders on it: the one on the front of the broom was a boy with brown hair, and the one behind him - with her arms wrapped around his - was a girl with hair matching yours. The boy was in red robes and the girl was in blue.
"I know it's a bit late, but I still wanted to get you something for our anniversary," he said, watching nervously as you stared at the gift.
A tear was rolling down your cheek before you could stop it.
"Ollie," your voice cracked as you spoke, "You really make this hard for me, don't you?"
"Why do we have to remain broken up?" he asked, his lower lip plump from chewing on it.
You began searching in your own bag as you processed the question he had just asked you, finally pulling out a book.
Quidditch: A Wizard's First Love.
"It's- it's nothing compared to your gift, but I- while we were in Hogsmeade, I saw this in the bookstore and it made me think of you - I couldn't help but buy it."
You pushed the leather-bound book across the table, and Oliver picked it up carefully, a smile itching on to his face.
"Not my greatest love, though," he said quietly, but in that section of the library you would have heard a pin drop.
You fiddled with your thumbs as he skimmed his eyes over the blurb.
"Thank you, lass, I'll read it as soon as possible."
Then his hands were wiping the tears off your cheeks, as he smiled down at you softly.
"Can I be your boyfriend again? Please?"
With a small sob, you nodded, allowing your foreheads to fall against each other's as you enjoyed his warmth and scent.
Fuck, you had missed him so much.
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"Y/N!" Penelope exclaimed, making everyone's attention turn towards you.
You gave your friend group a warm smile as the Summer breeze tickled your cheeks. They were scattered around a tree by the Black Lake, some reading, some working, some chatting: you were the last member of the group to arrive.
"I was worried you wouldn't come," Faye said, glancing towards Oliver, who was sat against the large tree trunk with the book you gave him in his hands.
You gave her a light chuckle, "Of course I came." You then moved to sit beside your boyfriend, him greeting you with a peck to the lips.
The others watched the exchange in amazement.
"You made up?" Jideofor asked, his face stretched in a grin.
You felt heat rush to your ears as you nodded.
Cheers erupted from the people surrounding you, and you felt the vibrations of Oliver's laughter when he placed his arm around your shoulders.
"Thank fuck," Penelope sighed, "We no longer have the trauma of divorced parents."
"We aren't your parents," you retorted.
Everyone around you gave you a sceptical look, including Oliver.
"Hey, you're supposed to be on my side," you said to him somewhat bitterly.
"I can still admit when you're wrong, lass."
"I'm never wrong."
"You sure?" your faces were getting closer, and as your lips were about to touch you heard a groan from beside you.
It was Percy. "Didn't miss the PDA," he said with disgust lacing his face.
"Oh, fuck off," Oliver replied, kissing you anyway.
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written; 10/09/2022 —> 07/10/2022 published; 08/10/2022 edited; —/—/——
taglist; @workinatdapyramid
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t1oui · 1 month
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i just have this headcanon that percy weasley is absolutely terrified of planes. like
imagine there being so many ministry employees needing to go to the us or something that they just take a plane, not a portkey. everybody is just vibing except for percy, who is in the corner repeatedly demanding for penelope to promise him that the plane won’t fall out of the sky, which she refuses to do.
percy demanding backup from oliver — whose dad is either muggleborn or half-blood, so he knows planes are reliable — and marcus, who is a pureblood who happens to think planes are fun.
the only person who agrees with percy about planes is harry, who gets sick every time he’s on one. (hermione pretends not to be amused.)
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unfriendlymollusk · 4 months
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Chapter 63 "Elusive Creatures"
I just started this as a warm up for my head drawing homework but I ended up spending way more time on it than I should have
heheh
Ignore the poor cropping <3
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perciver4ever · 5 months
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I like to think that Penelope is lesbian and Percy is Gay, they dated each other and found out their sexualities, Percy went on to date Oliver, Penelope is their no.1 supporter and would hex the shit out of anyone who says the slightest negative thing about them because she's a girlboss
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aeoneskova · 2 months
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A snippet from the next chapter of Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy :)
Dear Penelope’s boyfriend,
What a shame it is to hear you’ve run off with another woman, Mr Weasley. Doth thine heart not think of me? Barely a week has passed without you and already I yearn! Penelope’s a lucky girl, though I’m sorry she’s stuck with a man who folds his socks and washes his hair with coconut-scented shampoo. Such sweet sorrow.
I’ve took a bow, encore, etc. Hope that helped, Perce. You could convince Ginny it was just a bro kiss. Y’know, like mates do. Not that I’d know, but I reckon Charlie would back you up on that one. Don’t worry about souvenirs, seeing you again when you come back will be more than enough. Not to be sappy.
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gods-graveyard · 5 months
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OI GUESS WHAT FUCKERS- IM BACKKK
YOU WANNA KNOW WHO TF WIZARD WILL SMITH IS??
GOTTA LOOK AT PINNED POST-
YOU CAN SCROLL PAST-
BUT YOU WILL NEVER BE FREE OF HAVING THE UNFORTUNATE EXPERIENCE OF RUNNING INTO M E
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Up to chapter 5- now reaching 30k SO IF YOU FALL VICTIM TO MY ALLURE- BUCKLE UP YOUR IN FOR THE LONG RUN
Warning- I am dyslexic and consistatly spell two charecters names wrong, I am sorry mr. zabini- but zanbini sounds better, also I just refuse to spell terrence as "terence" like wtf n o
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elisedonut · 16 days
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I'm kind of becoming obsessed with the concept of Percy being pretty hyper sexual yeah
but like only in ways that can't lead to pregnancy
like during them dating Penny brings up them maybe having like sex sex and Percy immediately bats that idea down without even thinking about it
this mostly stems from the idea that even magic protection is not like 100% like if its somehow truly 100% effective i don't think he'd be like this
he's like that 1% could ruin all of my plans can't I just eat you out and call it a day
He read one horror story of someone getting knocked up despite using multiple types of protection and went
"Well if we just don't do that at all then the chance is zero so-"
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