Mel, GRYFFINDOR.

offering his heart for the taking. / header runeinsilence, edit keshiastia

[Mel, GRYFFINDOR. @melyikh]

@cruscading And that's how youth of their age grow; nurturing the bud of kindness, watering the plant with the protection of each other. Today, the flowers of their bravery finally bloom.

"Okay! And butterbeer too!"

[Mel, GRYFFINDOR. @melyikh]

As soon as the match was finished, Mel immediately runs toward his friend @cruscading !

[Mel, GRYFFINDOR. @melyikh]

@cruscading Mimimimir. 💤💤

[tobias, gryffindor. @cruscading]

Sleeping peacefully with @melyikh tonight!

[Mel, GRYFFINDOR. @melyikh]

* no one could understand how PROUD i am

[tobias, gryffindor. @cruscading]

@melyikh Perhaps that bravery had always been there, lying dormant for years. But now, inspired by your example and lifted by everyone's support, he finally knew how to awaken it.

​“Yes! Yes! Let’s goㅡand get a snack too?”

[Mel, GRYFFINDOR. @melyikh]

@cruscading him apart from anyone else. Tobias is a true child of Gryffindor, raised and embraced in the fire of bravery.

"I am so proud of you, Toby! Let's go back together and mend your injuries!" And the pair of friends, despite full of injuries, could walk again with smile. Together.

[Mel, GRYFFINDOR. @melyikh]

@cruscading Mel is so, so proud of his friend! Many would say that he's a coward, that he's not fit for Gryffindor— but, Mel knows more than anyone that no one fits Gryffindor more than Toby does. His willingness to stand up, his bravery to protect a friend despite his trembling body sets -

[Mel, GRYFFINDOR. @melyikh]

* Locking on for Toby's lifechanging narration

[tobias, gryffindor. @cruscading]

@DeSexiestMC With his friend by his side now, survival was the only thing that mattered. Winning was never on his card; the fact that the sandstorm had been tamed was more than enough. It could no longer harm any of the other participantsㅡincluding Minerva and Calypso.

[Mel, GRYFFINDOR. @melyikh]

Proud Mel noises! That's his friend! Mel never have any doubt.

[tobias, gryffindor. @cruscading]

True bravery isn't the absence of fear; it's acting 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒆 of it.

So today, he will take that step. To be braveㅡto stand up even when his legs are shaking, running to Mona head-on, despite the chaos hurling towards him.

He lunged forward, calling out,

[Mel, GRYFFINDOR. @melyikh]

Still cheering. Running from girls? Sure, why not. At least, he's trying with his spells. Melach knows Tobias will pull himself together soon. He always does.

[tobias, gryffindor. @cruscading]

At a sharp shift in weight, as soon as he heard a spell casted, Tobias flinched violently. He cast “Homenum Revelio”to pinpoint their whereabouts, followed quickly by “Appare Vestigium” so he could track a path to run.

Running away from girls? Definitely.

[Mel, GRYFFINDOR. @melyikh]

TOBYYYYYY—! GO, GO! YOU CAN DO IT, FRIEND!

[Mel, GRYFFINDOR. @melyikh]

@runesinsilence "Much better, actually. It wasn't that bad of an injury too!"

"Is that for me?" As a person who's used to take care of someone, he appears to beam a little brighter, thankful to be taken care of as well.

[Mel, GRYFFINDOR. @melyikh]

@runesinsilence "Oh, Cas?" Despite the surprise at finding Cassian by his door, Melach quickly opens his room a little wider, allowing him in. He's still wrapped in bandages, especially since the gash by his waist was particularly severe. There's only so much magic could do, after all. -

[Mel, GRYFFINDOR. @melyikh]

@humainum * Otsu paling besar untuk kita semua yang sudah hamil berempat! 🐥

[Mel, GRYFFINDOR. @melyikh]

@cruscading You will be okay, Friend! I will be watching every second of it!

[Mel, GRYFFINDOR. @melyikh]

Plep, plep. Good luck for today, friend! @cruscading

[Mel, GRYFFINDOR. @melyikh]

Creepy singing voice? Well, I am not an expert, but I think your voice is very lovely!

[︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎𝑳yudmila．* slytherin @sanquinis]

ㅤah ... people usually avoid sketchy corners ... moreover when they hear ... uh ... creepy singing voice out of nowhere ... they would run away .... ?

[Mel, GRYFFINDOR. @melyikh]

O—Oh, did I surprise you?

[︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎𝑳yudmila．* slytherin @sanquinis]

ㅤwha—?! hide ... who's there ...

[Mel, GRYFFINDOR. @melyikh]

Pops out suddenly! Listening ...

[︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎𝑳yudmila．* slytherin @sanquinis]

ㅤhumming ... ♪

[Mel, GRYFFINDOR. @melyikh]

@nuetraparte "Oh, thanks!" He laughs gratefully, feeling the numbing effect from the spell slowly working on his weary body. He still remember Ulisses' bad fall after his tickling spell, so he returns with another, "Ferula."

He simpers, "did you have a good laugh out there?"

[Mel, GRYFFINDOR. @melyikh]

Caked and damp with his own blood and moisture from the snow, he could finally exhale a sigh of relief and allow himself to rest against a wall.

He has been.. quite unlucky this match. The torn by his waist ache dully.