I've noticed that Ravenclaws and Slytherins tend to be similar in that they are both intelligent and interested in collecting knowledge. I've also noticed that it is said that the distinction between the two is that the Ravenclaws are more quirky and eccentric, while the Slytherins are more cool and collected. So, here's my question: Can there be eccentric Slytherins and collected Ravenclaws?
This was the first thing that popped into my head. Slughorn is an eccentric Slytherin, Cho is a collected Ravenclaw. Justin, what do you think?
I definitely liked Caitlin’s examples, though I personally view Cho’s collectedness as more of being shy than being secondary Slytherin (but what would I know? I never liked her anyway). Another example of a quirky Slytherin could be Bellatrix, at least as represented in the movies.
These are perhaps just a few examples. But to answer your question directly: absolutely!
Newt Scamander - Sagittarius, Pisces Newt is an eccentric wizard who feels more comfortable around creatures than he does around humans. He seems a little bit awkward but he also is a caring, lovable and funny person. Newt is very protective over his creatures and just wants to make them feel comfortable and at the same time wants to make the wizarding world familiar with them. He is dedicated and tirelessly searches new information for his book.
Porpentina Goldstein - Virgo, Capricorn Porpentina is a woman who is naturally ambitious. She has a level-headed, practical personality and is often described as “grounded”. But at the same time one can definitely say that she has a lot of heart, courage and strength. Tina is soulful and has a desire to stand up for what is right.
Queenie Goldstein - Libra, Aquarius Queenie is often considered a “bombshell” because of her magnetic beauty and charm. She is a free-spirited and kind-hearted woman. As a Legilimens, which is a witch or wizard who can look through the many layers of a person’s mind, she is very empathetic. Queenie is charming and sweet as well as daring and brave.
Jacob Kowalski - Taurus Leo Jacob, a No-Maj and wannabe baker bumps into the wizarding world when he met Newt and his case. He is loyal, lovable and curious about exploring the world of magic. Jacob is brave and unafraid of adventures but he also likes to enjoy some time with strudel, cocoa and Queenie.
Credence Barebone - Gemini, Cancer Credence is a shy, quiet and mysterious boy. He almost always seems to be desperate and sad, this is because he was abused by his adoptive mother, the leader of the No-Maj anti-witchcraft group. He is a vulnerable and inconspicuous person but no one can see that he is strong and powerful deep inside.
Percival Graves/ Gellert Grindelwald - Aries, Scorpio Percival is a powerful auror and the right-hand man of Seraphina Picquery the President of MACUSA. He is somewhat of an authoritarian, as he seems to be very shrewd and single-minded. However Grindelwald himself is considered a charming and brilliant wizard. He is highly intelligent, magically talented and idealistic but also ruthless and vicious tempered.
new aesthetic: eccentric retired professor whose narrative purpose is to wisely guide the young protagonists along their adventure, dresses only in sweaters, possibly immortal, definitely full of secrets
Prompt: comforting a sad holtzy after she’s had a bad day? I love your blog by the way! xx
You sit curled up on the couch late at night after a long day, almost asleep but trying to keep your eyes open long enough to see your girlfriend come home from work. However, due to her eccentricity and high propensity for sleepless nights, you didn’t like the odds of you staying awake for her arrival.
Just as your eyelids close, you hear the soft jangle of keys in the door and the muffled thump of Holtzmann’s heavy boots on the carpet in the entryway. You hear the tread of her feet deliberately soft, as she anticipates that you’re already asleep. You sit up straighter as she comes into the room, hair tousled as usual, posture slouched, though on this occasion something in both her shoulders and her eyes tells you that there is an issue. Wordlessly, you hold your arms out to her and she comes to you, allowing herself to be wrapped in your arms, her back against your chest, cocooning her in your warmth.
It is usually her who takes care of you in this way, finding her own comfort in yours. This is just how Holtzmann, your brilliant, weird, loving girlfriend rolls, so when she is having a particularly bad day and lets you comfort her you have a kind of routine which is sure to, perhaps not cheer her up, but to make her feel safe and prepare her to deal with the issues she has been facing.
“Babe, do you wanna talk about it?” you ask, softly brushing stray hairs into the tumble of hair atop her head and out of her eyes.
“Mmm..” she groans, sinking further into your body and wrinkling her nose in dissent. You wait, as you can sense she is about to open up a little, and this is a part of her process. “I just had a bit of a disagreement at work, and couldn’t figure out how to get my new gadget to work properly. Just one of those days, you know?”
“Yeah, I understand, Holtz. Let me just take care of you for a it, okay?”
You move, forcing her to sit up for a bit as you unlace her boots, pulling them off and placing them on the floor next to the lounge. Her mismatched socks tease a small smile from your lips, the patterns clashing horribly yet somewhat endearingly. Your hands on her small socked feet illicit satisfied sighs from her and you continue to massage her feet. Whereas talking out your feelings is your preferred method of dealing with your sadness, physical affection brought her great comfort on bad days. Knowing this, you continue to knead her feet, pausing only to help her take her arms out of her coat.
As you proceed, you gain some insight into how she’s feeling, murmuring sweet compliments and reassurances to her. Taking her cold hands in yours, you try to warm them with your own, and as you focus so intently on these physical tasks, you don’t see the tears falling silently from her eyes until one lands on your interlocked hands.
“Hey, hey, tell me, what’s really wrong?” you say, stopping to wipe them away with a thumb, as her eyes meet yours, so full of both tears and emotion.
“It’s been a hard day, and I haven’t been my happiest when I walked through the door just before, but these aren’t just sad tears,” she says, pausing to cup your cheek, before adding, “my love.”
“I have had a terrible day, not just because of what’s happened. but partly because of my mindset, but the way you take care of me just leaves me constantly in awe. I ask myself everyday what I did to deserve a love as great as the one that we have,” she says, face straight but eyes glossy with tears. Your limbs are still intertwined, her legs over yours as you sit together, hands touching hands and faces, the epitome of some soppy couple from a film with you would have scoffed at before you met and came to know Holtzmann.
This leaves you slightly speechless, however all the words you want to say, you have attempted to express before, and she understands, interpreting your actions as they are intended: full of love.
However, you don’t leave anything to chance, and as you disentangle yourself from her, to go and run a bubble bath, you tell her you love her.
“I love you too, [Y/N],” she says, kissing your knuckles as you draw away, causing you to melt. “And you had better be joining me in that bath,” she says with a wink as you leave the room, a little of the regular cheery, flirtatious Holtzmann showing through the pain, and of course you promise that you will.
A/N: this is so sappy and gross (and short! thank goodness), enjoy lovelies!PS sorry it’s not my best work. I don’t think you can see Holtz’s voice in it as much as I’d like, but picture sleepy, cuddly Holtzy throughout and I’m sure it’ll get you through.
“In Portland, people seem to think I’m a drug lord or something because of what I wear. It’s weird, because Portland touts itself as a place that embraces eccentricity, but only the right kind of eccentric. The gauges in the ears, tattoos that are interesting, but not TOO interesting. I’ve seen a lot of people treating people in real life like it’s the internet. Like it’s a Pinterest board and people are like, ‘I like that, I don’t like that.’ I’ve had people see me driving in my car with the top down and the music turned up and they point and laugh and take my picture like I’m an animal in a zoo. The inauthenticity is creeping in.”
I have always loved and admired your creativity. Nature’s struggle to survive alongside mankind has been an inspiration for me. Given the natural beauty of your Icelandic homeland, how does nature inspire your work ?
I hope this doesn’t sound too naff, but being alone in nature, especially after walking for hours, just puts you in your place and you realise how small you are and how plenty of everything is all around you. Then you just let go and surrender, become part of it. I’m so chuffed you asked me a question ! I have to say you’re the best, keep fighting and it angers me how cruel everybody is to you. It’s like in the US right now, it’s illegal to be an eccentric. Maybe people would have been more understanding if you were a contemporary of Ludwig II of Bavaria, who comissioned Wagner and lived with the swans. I listen to Butterflies off your last album all the time. You are a true artist ! Thanks for fighting and believing in magic even though the rest of the world have forgotten about it