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SLYTHERIN
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Apr 29, 2024 20:13:24 GMT -7
Post by Theodore Marcus Flint on Apr 29, 2024 20:13:24 GMT -7
IT SEEMED EXCEPTIONALLY RIDICULOUS THAT Theo felt forced to take advice on cologne from Tilly Poole. And yet, he couldn't help but agree since she was the first girl to smell it on him and she'd told him he stank. Seeing as he'd only wore it to impress a potential girl into kissing him, it seemed he had no choice but to take Tilly's advice as the next best girl he might just convince into kissing him. He huffed unhappily, but took the seat beside her without considering how that might effect her nasal cavities. "I do wear deodorant," He added petulantly, as if she might accuse him of being stinky and sweaty next.
Fortunately, offering her a shard of her own tooth seemed to clear up any lingering distaste and he counted it as a win. She held it up like a trophy before tucking it away in her palm protectively. "Is that a muggle thing?" Theo asked with a tilted head, wondering what other strange rituals the muggles had. First it was 'brathes', now it was keeping their baby teeth? Truly a baffling species, he thought superiorly. Unless, of course, it was just a 'Tilly Poole' thing. Theo was quickly coming to realise that they were not synonymous, despite their interlocking connections.
Leaning his face unnecessarily close, Theo thought it would be much more fun if he was leaning this close for a kiss. And he teased as much, watching her face remain focused as she flaked the blood from his cheek methodically. "I'm perfectly happy to do things backwards," Theo taunted, crossing his arms over her bloody robes and shrugging his shoulders. "In fact, take my shirt off again." He added with a quirk of his brows, tongue trapped between his teeth. He was only joking, really, but it was much more fun than thinking about how he smelled.
Theo considered her counterargument, but ultimately shook his head. "I'd prefer it if you had teeth." He admitted with a great huff of disappointment. "I don't think we could French kiss if you didn't have at least two front teeth." He'd only really practiced on the back of his hand, and once with a girl from the village, but that had been a disaster because she had a real issue with saliva. He'd felt like his tongue was swimming in her mouth. Theo thought it would be better with Tilly, she took everything so very seriously.
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HUFFLEPUFF
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Apr 29, 2024 20:34:00 GMT -7
Post by mathilde manon poole on Apr 29, 2024 20:34:00 GMT -7
▲ Theo claimed that he did wear deodorant. While she didn't doubt him? she also knew that boys their age tended to be lax about it. She played Quidditch for Merlin's sake. Every smell imaginable came out of those locker rooms, despite the house elves' best efforts. Lifting up her arm so she could get a solid sniff of the pits of Theo's shirt, she was surprised to get anything at all. There was the strong hint of the cologne, and normal Theo smell, but there was something else too. She supposed that was the aforementioned deodorant. "I'm jutht thaying...not all of you do." In the broad spectrum of fifth years, thankfully Theo and the Vectors had standards. And she tended to hang around them the most. "It'th a me thing," she answered. Which surprised her that he even asked. Of course she'd have all of her own teeth still. And maybe a couple that she scrounged up from her old siblings. And other students during first year. And from some kid that knocked one put on accident on the playground when she was ten. She absolutely didn't help expedite that loose tooth at all. Definitely not Tilly Poole. Theo Flint was all talk. She knew that if she pinned him in a corner of an abandoned classroom to try and stick her tongue down his throat, he'd squirm and find a way to get out until doing things on his own terms. The banter back and forth like this was really what she enjoyed the most. Because as much as he set himself up, he always found a way to slink away. "Fine," she said as she started to lift the crumpled layers of shirt up, stopping before any skin was exposed again. "Wonder what the nurthe would think, theeing you taking my clotheth off..." she mused aloud. As for the kissing, well, she still didn't think teeth were necessary. They were merely obstacles for the tongue. Speaking of, she wiggled it out in through the gap. Feeling it rub against her gums was still odd, but she was starting to get used to it. "Athk again when they're back," she raised an eyebrow at him, before laughing, her toothless maw exposed again. MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOX 2.0
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SLYTHERIN
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Apr 30, 2024 18:59:29 GMT -7
Post by Theodore Marcus Flint on Apr 30, 2024 18:59:29 GMT -7
WRINKLING HIS NOSE IN DISGUST, THEO CAST Tilly a look of abject disgust as she defended herself. "Must be a Hufflepuff thing," He muttered with a haughty tilt of his chin. Though, he had to admit, Scottie did smell a bit ripe after he did his daft exercise regime. He made a point to try and turn Tilly in his direction next time he was a bit whiffy, for experimental purposes only.
"Thought so." Theo admitted as he watched Tilly roll the sharp little tooth around in her fingers like it was a precious gem. He hadn't needed her to confirm as much, but it was sort of interesting when she did. Like he'd cracked another line of code in her odd little brain. Along with her strange joy at having lost all of her teeth in a oner, and the whole three-headed dog sense of smell.
The challenge in Theo's eyes blanched completely when Tilly started pulling his shirt up and he caught a brief flash of milky white skin. He hiccuped in the back of his throat, and shot his gaze back to hers when she reminded him that technically he was on borrowed time. "Okay, fine, you called my bluff." He conceded, eyes flickering to the Infirmary door again as he snatched her hand away from his borrowed shirt.
Theo could've used a kiss then, for his nerves, but he couldn't bear the thought of sharing spit with her gummy upper mouth. Plus, he wasn't entirely convinced she wasn't calling his bluff again. Like some kind of manipulative siren of sorts. And he feared it'd be like kissing his great aunt without her porcelain plate in. "I will." He promised her with a lift of his brows, gathering up her clothes in his lap and slipping from the gurney. Suddenly, the reminder of the cranky Healer reminded Theo that he had a great escape and performance on his schedule for the evening.
Clasping the bloodied robes to his chest, Theo took a deep breath and turned back to Tilly. "I'd better make good before we're caught." He declared, shifting from foot to foot briefly before he darted forward and pressed a kiss on Tilly's hollowed, rusty cheek. Drawing back with a smirk before he turned and dashed toward the exit. If he was lucky, he could streak out of the doors and down the hallway before anybody was any the wiser.
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HUFFLEPUFF
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Apr 30, 2024 20:10:40 GMT -7
Post by mathilde manon poole on Apr 30, 2024 20:10:40 GMT -7
▲ The fifth Hufflepuff boys were all perfectly fine and normal. Which was what made them boring. But they also smelled clean, contrary to those in Gryffindor and even Slytherin. She had zero personal data on the Ravenclaws. They were a bunch of odd ducks, which was a lot coming from her. More than likely, they didn’t even know who she was, outside of Quidditch and Idele. It was like they didn’t even exist in the same world as her, which was perfectly fine with her. Even more interesting than discussing the cleanliness of the boys in their year was watching Theo react whenever she even thought about showing skin that wasn’t normally viewable. Tilly had noticed it a few minutes earlier when she took his shirt, but the tease right now proved that he was doing his best to maintain some semblance of control. She snorted, though it sounded muffled and clogged, her formerly broken nose still not fully back to the way it was supposed to be. A conversation was going to have to be had with the nurse when she returned. Another spell to clear it out and righten it wouldn’t hurt in the slightest. ”I alwayth win,” she said victoriously before starting to tuck Theo’s giant shirt in. Joking about having a steamy make out session with her gums seemed to be too much for Theo. While saying he’d come back for it, the fact that he was hurriedly collecting her bloodied clothes up said otherwise. Tilly didn’t care either way. ”Yeth. I need to mourn my loth of my…great uncle,” she decided on, since Theo had never said who her supposed family member was that suddenly kicked the bucket. ”Good luck with the thow,” she added quickly as he ran out, blowing a kiss after him in jest. As the Hospital Wing door closed behind him, she heard the nurse huff and appear from her office. There was no way she didn’t hear the entirety of their exchange. Voices tended to carry in this abysmal place. ”He’th taking them to the houth elfth,” Tilly yelled, knowing there was going to be a line of questioning. Turning to see the nurse heading in her direction, Tilly spotted the bottle of Skele-Gro swinging in her hands. Time to get her teeth back! [The End] MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOX 2.0
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