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Post by Cassius Soren Wilder on Jan 29, 2021 18:50:11 GMT
Shouting in the street gonna take on the world someday And now there were bubbles in the ink. Ink and bubbles. Multiplying inside Harper's bag. Cass cringed. That shouldn't have happened, what the hell did she do? "What did you do?" Harper glared up at him. "What did I do!? What did you do?" Cass sputtered, waving his hands at her bag, which was now frothing animatedly on the ground. "That spell can't go wrong, what in Merlin's name...?" He had no idea what Harper's deal was, but she was clearly insane. He was tempted to take her to the hospital wing and suggest she might have hit her head but he really didn't want her to become his problem. Cass pointed his own wand at her bag and tried the Scourgify spell again. Some of the ink disappeared, but the bubbles remained. Cass scratched his head. _______________________ tag: Harper Alexis West words: 171 notes: <3 outfit: Rave boy uniform. template by izzy[googlefont="Swanky and Moo Moo"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"]
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Post by Cassius Soren Wilder on Jan 20, 2021 13:18:27 GMT
Shouting in the street gonna take on the world someday Cass gaped at Harper. "Have you ever considered not being a hypocrite?" he shot back, watching as she opened her bag to inspect the damage. There was a lot of ink in there. Cass didn't envy her the job of cleaning that up and doing damage control on whatever it had soaked through. He felt bad that there might have been homework in there that was now soggy or ripped but honestly, she should take better care of her things. Screw caps on, put things back gently. Not that Cass was the model student for that kind of thing, but he'd never had an ink disaster like this one. "Try Scourgify," he offered, feeling agitated that he was just standing there doing nothing. _______________________ tag: Harper Alexis West words: 157 notes: <3 outfit: Rave boy uniform. template by izzy[googlefont="Swanky and Moo Moo"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"]
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Post by Cassius Soren Wilder on Jan 16, 2021 15:43:43 GMT
Shouting in the street gonna take on the world someday Did she have cotton buds in her ears or something? Cass frowned down at Harper and then ran a hand down his inky shirt to draw attention to her. "This," he said, whizzing his hand up and down his shirt a few times, then waving it at her bag, which was still leaking ink on the ground at her feet. "That. You." Cass scratched his head and hitched his bag higher onto his shoulder, but it slipped back down again thanks to the giant splotch of ink underneath the strap. "I nearly broke my neck. You're leaking." If she didn't get what he was on about this time Cass didn't know what he was going to do, but she couldn't carry on leaving deadly trails all over the castle. _______________________ tag: Harper Alexis West words: 163 notes: <3 outfit: Rave boy uniform. template by izzy[googlefont="Swanky and Moo Moo"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"]
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Post by Cassius Soren Wilder on Dec 4, 2020 13:51:17 GMT
Shouting in the street gonna take on the world someday Cass' stomach rumbled as he strode down the hallways towards the Great Hall. It was early for tea, but he couldn't help himself, he was starving. It would be a problem if he ate too early and then was hungry in his dorm all night, Renzo would be annoyed if all he could hear was a gurgling belly every five minutes, but Cass could stash some extra pudding in his bag for later, he'd done that before. Not watching where he was going, he passed the staircase that led down to the dungeons and his feet went out from under him. Landing with a loud SMACK on the solid stone floor, the air was knocked out of him for a minute, and he held on to his head, relieved that he'd only smashed his tailbone and not his skull. What they hell had he fell over? Groaning, Cass sat himself up, students passing by not even giving him a second glance. "No worries, just Wilder making a scene again. Carry on," he grumbled under his breath. People seemed to be used to him making a tit out of himself, it was second nature to them to just ignore him and get on with their day. Shaking his head, Cass stood up. There was ink all over the floor, and now it was smeared all over his pants and shirt. He glanced around, but there was no sign of Peeves in the area, so it must have been a student. In fact, there seemed to be a trail of it heading outside. Cass slung his school bag back over his shoulder and hobbled outside, following the ink trail all the way to the gardens, and a disgruntled looking Harper West sitting on a bench. "Oi!" Cass shouted as he approached. "Are you the one spilling ink everywhere? I nearly split my kipper in there!" He hooked a thumb over his shoulder towards the castle and came to a stop in front of Harper. _______________________ tag: Harper Alexis West words: 266 notes: <3 outfit: Rave boy uniform. template by izzy[googlefont="Swanky and Moo Moo"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"]
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Post by Cassius Soren Wilder on Jan 12, 2020 14:19:14 GMT
Shouting in the street gonna take on the world someday Cass offered his arm to Eli, letting the Hufflepuff link him so that he could have that tour he asked for. "Well there's only one place you need to see," he said, leading Eli over to a vacated sleeping bag near a group of giggling girls. "My sleeping bag. There won't be much sleeping going on tonight, if you know what I mean." He gave another dramatic wink, making sure his voice carried loudly across the hall. He could feel the eyes of a few Professors on him, but Cass didn't care, it was harmless fun, they wouldn't throw a sleepover if they didn't want everyone to have a good time. "Hey ladies," he turned to the group of girls. "You mind taking care of my friend while I grab us some snacks?" he asked, shoving Eli into the group before he even got an answer. Cass was off hunting for snacks across the hall, stuffing his pants pockets with packets of crisps, and wondering where that popcorn was. _______________________ tag: Eli Xander Bulstrode and everyone! words: 205 notes: <3 outfit: What's your superpower? template by izzy[googlefont="Swanky and Moo Moo"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"]
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Post by Cassius Soren Wilder on Nov 16, 2019 18:08:36 GMT
Shouting in the street gonna take on the world someday Cass was a latecomer. It wasn't unusual for him. He had gotten distracted petting a cat in the entrance and forgot that he actually needed to go into the Great Hall to participate in the sleepover. It didn't count if he slept outside the doors with a cat on his lap, though he would have liked that as much as a night with his friends. It was only when the cold started to get to him that he thought about moving on to someplace warmer. Like the hall with its five fires. His t-shirt was only thin, and he hoped the sleeping bags the school were providing would stave off the cold, or he'd have to pop back up to the Ravenclaw tower for a robe or a hoodie or jumper. Surely they'd have blankets in the hall, too. He gave the ginger cat one last tickle under the chin and stood up, brushing cat hairs off of his pyjama pants and yawning. He had been tired at dinner time. He had gone well past it now and was back to being his usual hyper self. Pushing open the huge wooden doors that led to the Great Hall, Cass poked his head inside. It was busy. He hadn't expected so many people to be interested in a school sleepover, but it appeared everyone liked the idea of getting out of their dorms for a night. He had been right, there were blankets and cushions all over the place, lots of them already taken, but more still empty, waiting for someone to claim them. The smell of sweets hit him hard, and Cass scrunched his nose up. It would be best for him to avoid sweet things unless he wanted to do everyone's head in all night and get kicked out. Maybe there'd be crisps. He paused next to Miss Drake, the librarian. "Any savoury snacks in the house tonight, Miss?" he asked. Miss Drake nodded, telling him that there were crisps and salty popcorn for anyone who fancied them. Nice. Nodding his head, Cass was already moving off, having spotted the next interesting thing, then the next, until Eli strutted into the room in a sexy little getup that couldn't be ignored. Cass sidled up to him, thumbs hooked in the waist of his pyjama pants, flirty smile on his face. "Oi, hot stuff. Haven't seen you around before, are you new?" He winked at Eli. _______________________ tag: Eli Xander Bulstrode and everyone! words: 442 notes: <3 outfit: What's your superpower? template by izzy[googlefont="Swanky and Moo Moo"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"]
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Post by Cassius Soren Wilder on Aug 1, 2019 10:26:00 GMT
Shouting in the street gonna take on the world someday Page four of the Daily Prophet had an interesting article on healing properties that had been found in Kneazle poo, and Cass found himself thoroughly immersed in the report, whilst at the same time wondering if any of the cats at the castle were Kneazles, or even part Kneazle. Killian might know. Having a handy healing salve laying around the castle could only be useful, Killian was leaving for good after exams and Cass would be left behind to run the Quidditch team and inspect random cats for Kneazle-like qualities. He wondered if the healers up in the hospital wing knew about this. Maybe he could take the page with him after breakfast and drop it in to them. "Wilder!" Cass snapped out of his thoughts at the sound of his name, his head turning quickly to see who was talking. He hadn't really been paying attention to his surroundings, but Morgan Hardstark had sat at the table behind him at some point, and bloody hell, how long had her hair been bright blue? "You know I'm not into foul play, Blue," he said, turning a bit more in his seat so that he could get a better look at the Gryffindor girl, who looked like she'd just been given a death sentence. "What's got your Snitch in a twist?" he asked, curious as to what could be making her look so miserable. Wait, she'd mentioned exams. Cass didn't understand why people got so worked up about them. It was just a piece of parchment to say whether you'd passed a lesson or not, and it was only O.W.L's, they weren't even the serious ones. "It's only O.W.L's, stop stressing," he added, munching on a piece of toast as he straddled the bench sideways, one long leg sticking out into the narrow aisle between the tables. "I'll smash your head in next year, promise." He grinned. There were no exams next year. Also, he was lying, he really wasn't into foul play, the last match had just been unfortunate placement of Morgan's head as his Bludger flew past her. He'd been aiming for her arm, it wasn't his fault she dropped a few inches as he hit the ball. _______________________ tag: Morgan Lyanna Hardstark words: 410 outfit: School uniform. notes: O.W.L time! <3 template by izzy[googlefont="Swanky and Moo Moo"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"]
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Post by Cassius Soren Wilder on May 22, 2019 12:51:17 GMT
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Cass ran a hand through his hair, which stuck up in every direction as he sat on the end of his bed. He still couldn't see properly, and squinted one eye as he looked for his tie in the pile of messy clothes heaped at the end of his bed. He'd fold them at some point, sort a pile of laundry out, but for now they could stay as they were, he had plenty of spares if they were too wrinkled for use. His hands sifted through shirts and socks until he saw a small glimpse of blue sticking out near the bottom of the pile. Got it. Not having the focus to tie it right then, he draped it loosely around his neck and jammed his feet into his school shoes, patting the pocket of his black pants to make sure his wand was there. It wasn't. He'd put it in there a few minutes ago, but somehow it was now sitting on his bedside table. Weird. He snatched it up and yawned, rubbing his eyes furiously to try and get them to work properly.
For someone so sleepy, Cass bounded down the stairs and through the common room with plenty of energy. Sometimes he wondered if his limbs had a mind of their own, even when his mind was exhausted, his legs never seemed to run out of steam, and his hands were always animated. He passed friends as well as strangers on his journey through the castle, which always seemed to take forever since he slept at the top and the food was always served at the bottom. He had pondered many a time whether that was a ploy to build up appetites, but couldn't think up a reason why Slytherin and Hufflepuff would be excluded from the scheme. He'd decided it was just shitty luck, but after five years you kind of got used to the hike. He could feel himself waking up as he travelled the halls of the castle, and eventually started taking steps two at a time as he navigated the staircases, knowing them like the back of his hand. Someone called out to him, but he just waved a hand over his shoulder in greeting, not wanting to stop and chat until he had a full stomach.
By the time he reached the Great Hall, Cass was carrying his cloak and had his school jumper tied around his waist. It was bloody boiling hot, even if it was the crack of dawn. He had half a mind to change into shorts at some point, but exams were starting today. He probably wouldn't get time. Bounding into the Great Hall, he headed for the Ravenclaw table just as the owls swooped in through the many windows in the grand room, letters and parcels and packages gripped in their talons, ready to be dropped on the heads of their recipients. Cass couldn't see Thelonious anywhere in the kerfuffle. No post for him today. He found himself an empty section in the middle of the long table, and swung his legs over the bench, immediately helping himself to eggs and toast, his cup already brimming with pumpkin juice. "Hey, can I look at that?" he asked, pointing to the newly delivered newspaper that sat beside a first year girl not far down the table from him. She nodded and Cass reached over to grab it, taking a bite of toast as he scanned the front page for anything interesting, his looming exams the furthest thing from his mind.
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Post by Cassius Soren Wilder on May 20, 2019 12:15:23 GMT
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Post by Cassius Soren Wilder on May 19, 2019 11:06:53 GMT
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PERSONALITY Boggart: Sewers. What is even down there, honestly? Cass dreads to think, and all the gold in Gringotts couldn't convince him to venture into one. He imagines some sort of slime monster, made up of rubbish and waste, and dead rats, and urgh. *shudder* Mirror of Erised: His entire family, all purebloods, standing against the absolute dickhead that is You Know Who, middle fingers and wands raised, heads held high. Patronus: Lion - Cass cannot produce a patronus yet.
Cass is the fun kid, the guy to go to for laughs, the guy who will talk your ear off but it's always interesting and funny, the guy who will stand on his broom mid-air and dance and get the rest of the Quidditch team to learn the same routine so they can do it in the middle of a match to get a laugh from the crowds. He is outgoing, and free-thinking, and very much has a can do attitude to pretty much everything in life. He is smart as a whip, and absorbs information without even trying, which is lucky, because his attention span is horrendous, and he struggles to focus for long periods of time. He's brimming with energy, and always raring to go.
He has a mouth on him, and can get himself in trouble when he says what he's thinking with zero filter. That's just who he is, though. He's honest, you know you're always going to get a straight answer out of him, and an honest opinion. He can be very sarcastic, and he uses humour as a defence mechanism, but don't take it to heart, he wouldn't hurt a fly if it really came down to it. He's a good guy, and has every intention of fighting the bad guys when he's older, if this stupid war is still going on. To sum up, Cass is a ball of fun, and is going to go far in life, just you watch.
HISTORY Mother: Valia Wilder, 36, pureblood, Slytherin Alumna Father: Thelonious Wilder, 50, pureblood, Gryffindor Alumni Siblings: Orpheus Wilder, brother, 17, Slytherin student Leanda Wilder, sister, 13, Gryffindor student Silvanus Wilder, brother, 11, Ravenclaw student Taryn Wilder, sister, 8 Wolfgang Wilder, brother, 6 Partners: None Others: Thelonious Wilder, 5, Great Horned Owl (named after Cass' dad, because ha!)
The second son of purebood couple Thelonius and Valia Wilder, Cassius was always a live wire. He was a noisy baby, always having something to shout about, and once he could walk, his parents needed ten arms to keep him in check. He was endlessly curious, and would shove everything in his mouth first, then eventually up his nose and in his ears. Once he grew out of that stage, he switched to breaking things. Picking up things he'd ever been able to reach before and seeing hat happened if he *insert random hyperactive toddler action here*. His parents eventually used magic to stick down all of their valuables so that they couldn't be damaged, and Cass moved on to dissecting his own toys. He became a big brother when he was two, and then again three more times so that by the time he was nine years old, Cass was one of six kids, and never short of someone to talk to, or quiz, or entertain, or keep him from getting bored. He was the kid that learned so easily, but didn't have the patience for it. He was clever, really clever, but had the attention span of a gnat, and would flit off in search of something else to hold his interest before he could finish what he was doing. He loved having a house full of kids, and would have probably gone crazy with boredom and loneliness if it would have just stayed him and Orpheus, and he adores all of his siblings and the chaos they bring into his world. Hogwarts was a great adventure for Cass. He was sorted into Ravenclaw, which wasn't a shocker, but he did find it a pain in the arse having to answer riddles every time he wanted to get into the common room. It did force him to get a little bit better at focusing, what with not being able to walk out of lessons after half an hour once he got bored. He had to stick it out, and it soon became easier for him to last through each hour without going stir crazy. He made lots of friends, and was outgoing and popular, someone knows for speaking first and thinking later, and honestly, people tended to enjoy his sarcasm and sense of humour rather than being annoyed by it. He joined his Quidditch team when he was in his fourth year, and loves being a Beater, and is thoroughly enjoying his time at Hogwarts. OOC Play By: Dylan O'Brien Your Alias: Izzy Pronouns: Her/she. Age: Tell me yours first. Other Characters: Not really. Where did you find us: The center of a maze. |
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