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[crxyong]

[crxyong]

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CLASS PARTNERS!

The following students under the cut are randomly partnered up to duel. As stated in the original post of instructions here, you must interact with your partner (this can be through a simple ask interaction, paragraph thread, or script thread– it’s all up to you) as they are paired up to duel. Feel free to use Professor Yong in your threads. The plot of the dueling is an open duel, meaning Professor Yong may or may not partner your muse up with an upperclassman or an underclassman.

Once done, please submit a link (to me) of the interaction, together with the house your muse is sorted in to credit the respective house points here. You have till the end of May to do the task. If your partner cannot participate, please send me a message. Also, you may like the previous post if you wish to participate, but please take note that there will be no guarantee as you must wait for a partner.

You may tag your posts as “#cr!duelling”

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[crxyong]

professor, i'm very much looking forward to your next lecture. or, actually, your next assignment seems more interesting than grueling. count me in. ( / he grins, dipping his head in a polite bow ) and, uh.. i'd like to apologize, about the late submission of some of my work. hopefully the next task could balance it out.

He lifts his head, temporarily stopping his work to listen to what the other has to say. “Although I do appreciate your anticipation for the next assignment, you should make sure you don’t fail before it gets handed out” he answers. But then again, everyone’s one step away from failing DADA. 

[crxyong]

[crxyong]

(…)

CLASS PARTNERS!

The following students under the cut are randomly partnered up to duel. As stated in the original post of instructions here, you must interact with your partner (this can be through a simple ask interaction, paragraph thread, or script thread– it’s all up to you) as they are paired up to duel. Feel free to use Professor Yong in your threads. The plot of the dueling is an open duel, meaning Professor Yong may or may not partner your muse up with an upperclassman or an underclassman.

Once done, please submit a link (to me) of the interaction, together with the house your muse is sorted in to credit the respective house points here. You have till the end of May to do the task. If your partner cannot participate, please send me a message. Also, you may like the previous post if you wish to participate, but please take note that there will be no guarantee as you must wait for a partner.

You may tag your posts as “#cr!duelling”

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@crpenelope x @cralecc

@crdamn x @crxviolet

@crdash x @crcameron

@crpeter x @crxsam

@crben x @crfabian

@crxalice x @crxalex

@creric x @gracecr​

@crvince x @crwingyau

@crxcarmen x @crxclo

@crxalma x @crxandrew

@crcwan​ x @crxcole​

@crxaria​ x @crcyrus​

@crzhengyang x @crxaelita​

@crxclaire x @crethan

[crxyong]

twenty two.

"I was twenty two when I graduated from Hogwarts, thankfully" he says. "It was the day I could never forget because we made a bonfire out of the books, let me tell you pages are the best in making fire" he continues, smiling with confidence. "Headmaster Park couldn’t do anything because we were officially graduates now, guess it was touch move” 

[crxyong]

age 4

"I honestly can't remember what I did when I was four" he says, trying to hide the fact that he isn't keen on sharing a childhood that's not worth sharing. “Maybe-- that one time when I set the room on fire because I was locked, nobody wanted to see me” he crosses his arms, resting his back on the office chair. “Sadly, I lived in a wizard household and the room was fireproof so I got burned” he continues. “I guess I played myself” 

[crxyong]

mini me

[crxyong]

crxalex:

“Really? You plan on dying soon?” he asked without much interest in his voice, leaning back in the chair. “causing trouble? me? I would never” he pretended to act shocked in utter sarcasm. Alex not causing trouble would have been much more of a shock. He just rolls his eyes at the next comment, it was worth a try. He observes as the other takes out the big pile of papers. Giving him a look of disbelief, did he actually expect Alex to do some  sort of work? Unless it was of interest to him, which it never was, he had no intention of doing it. “Work? Thanks but no thanks, I’m good.” he flashed the other a smile, what punishment could he possibly get for refusing, he was already in detention after all. 

He looks at Alex, eyes daring him to say what he is about to say. “I’m long dead, actually-- this” he points to himself. “Is just a mobile corpse” he continues. He watches Alex’s reaction, finding it as natural as breathing. Really, he knows Alex at the back of his head. “Well you should have thought about it before bringing yourself to detention” he replies, tapping his finger against the pile of papers. “I guess you aren’t informed that being assigned to detention with me means extra work” he adds. “If you finish this, you can leave” he says. 

[crxyong]

sincerely, yours

[crxyong]

cranastasia:

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He looks at her as if she’s delicate. “You need to rest more” he answers, smiling. “Around me” he continues. And his smile creeps higher at her statement. He likes it. And the thought of Anastasia being able to read him like he’s a book is surprising. (Maybe being together for years have been this rewarding ). 

He feels her closer, her lips unto his and he stays where he is, fingers creeping down between her thighs. He breaks the kiss for air, lips slowing pressing kisses along her collarbone, then down her neck. “It’s too early to be this crazy” he whispers, almost close to begging her to stop him. 

[coruscorp-blog]

Childhood Memories

Send me an age and my muse will tell you one thing that happened to them when they were that age that they will never forget.

[crxyong]

sincerely, yours

[crxyong]

cranastasia:

there was a smile creeping onto ana’s features as he wrapped his arms around her, nose gently nuzzling into his skin as she sighed in content, body relaxing even more if that was possible.the answer made her giggle a bit, pulling away just enough to be able to look at him. he was a tease, always was and always will be, but his words still managed to cause a shade of red to spread on her cheeks.

“why didn’t you wake me up?“ she asked, trying to ignore his next statement. which they both knew, she wouldn’t be able to.

“shut up.“ she muttered, “you’re the one who makes me wild.” anastasia added, hand reaching to rest at the back of yong’s neck, pulling him down and her leaning up to him to press her lips to his, in an attempt to shush him up. she remembered every bit of last night and there was an ache in her muscles. it  wasn’t weird, to her at least, to be in this situation.

It’s a weird feeling, to look at her with so much contentment and emotion. He never saw her as a prey, just a partner. But recently, it’s different. She likes him, he knows that and silence seems to answer her like a fool. She’s a fool. And Yong hopes he’s not here to play (she doesn’t deserve to be played with). 

“You looked tired” he answers, not admitting the fact that he’s been staring at her straight. And just like that he feels the heat heightening, a sly smile cornering his lips at her statement. “Woa there, I never thought you’d be this straight forward” he teases, but soon enough, he’s silent, taking her lips as if he has never tasted it before. 

He doesn’t pull back, wanting for more. 

Do it again. 

[kidomarus]

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[cryuna-blog]

gratitude

[crxyong]

cryuna:

@crxyong

a careful knock on the door to his study before it slowly opens. a head appearing, Yuna’s head; with a wide smile attached on it. “Hello professor Yong, are you busy?” she steps inside and walks over to his desk, putting down the basket she was carrying. “I brought you something” she says with a bright smile as she unpacks, taking out a bunch of cinnamon buns and placing them on a plate on his desk. she had made them with the cooking club earlier and had at first thought to give them to some other students but then remembered the professor, the one who saved her life. “just a little something I made for my hero, as a thank you!” 

Yong’s halfway through sleeping (almost drooling all over the papers) when he hears a knock on his door. He shoots up, as if he ready to fight, only to finally keep his cool as he fixes his coat. “Ah--no” he says, calls out, coughing before crossing his arms. “Come in” he answers, and the second he does, he sees a student walk in with a basket of-- stuff. The usual, she is. It’s not the first day he has received something like this, something from her. At first, it flattered him, but now, he just wants gratitude to stop (he’s not a fond of kindness). “Oy--I know I saved you kid” he says, looking over the basket before looking at her again with his cold-stone face. “But stop saying thank you every second” he says, but he stands up, pausing before finally opening his mouth to ask. “.....Are those cinnamon buns?” 

[cralecc-blog]

touch the sky.

[crxyong]

cralecc:

- ̗̀ ☆ — a spell gone wrong for / @crxyong

to this day alec still found it funny that professor yong wasn’t so confident on a broom. of all the things he could do and all the talents he had (and that was a lot) flying wasn’t one of them. the gryffindor took great pride in being good in something the older wasn’t you could even go as far as to say it had gone to his head a little bit.

alec yawned a little while he waited for the older male, glancing at his watch every few minutes just to check what time it was, wondering if he would even show up at all. by now he was already ten minutes late and it wasn’t like yong to be late to anything. alec knew that very well, considering alec had knew the older male for as long as he could remember. it helped that one of his brothers was in the same year as him, which meant he visited their family home back in london often. a little too often.

however a wide grin spreads across his lips when he finally see’s him. “took ya long enough yong!” he rolls his eyes playfully. “i almost died from boredom i hope you know.” it was just like alec to give him grief. after all he’d been off on leave and he deserved the banter he’d missed out on.

Yong never backs down from bets, or challenges. You can say he takes pride in looking for fights, an inborn competitive spirit that makes him fit so perfectly into Gryffindor. He is, head of the house anyway, as if he’s leading a pack of cubs that are going straight towards trouble because of his sake. 

It takes almost an hour for him to finish with all the paper work, almost a little disappointed that no student showed up for detention that he had to do all the work. But he glances at the wall clock and knows where has has to be and who he has to be with. Can’t miss out on his favorite little brother by choice, can’t he? 

So there he is, almost a bit too casual with the walking as if he’s mocking the fact that he’s ten minutes late (when is he ever early, really). He slips both of his hands into the pockets of his trench coat, getting greeted by the slash of wind the second he steps out of the castle and into the field. 

“Remind me why I even agreed to this in the first place” he weaves a sigh before walking towards Alec with the usual idle look that he has. “Got any other playmate aside from me, kid? let’s get this over and done with” he says, eyes the broom. “How hard can this be” he comments, confident.  

[crxyong]

sincerely, yours

[crxyong]

cranastasia:

it wasn’t new, for them to be like this, just the two of them, in bed, skin on skin. she liked the way they could be close, every once in a while rather than just stand apart when needed, in front of students and other co-workers. she was with yong in a bed, but his skin and touches felt softer than the sheets she was laying on. 

his voice woke up, and she couldn’t help but smile, eyes slowly opening, just enough to be able to look at him. 

“good morning.” anastasia muttered, shifting closer to him, pulling him closer as well. she was still drowsy, but it didn’t stop her from burying her face in his shoulder, just inhaling his scent as she waited for the sleep to disappear from her eyes.

“how long were you awake for?“ she asked, voice still small and quiet, not wanting to break this quiet atmosphere between them.

Her lids flutter open and she stares, orbs that reflect Yong’s face as if she sees nothing but him. Then suddenly he gets pulled closer, feeling her bare warmth against him. He lifts his hand, fingers running through her hair so naturally. 

“I’ve been awake for awhile” he answers, letting his arms wrap around her delicate frame as if the world depended on it. “I’m still starting to remember how wild you were last night” he jokes, teases-- this relationship is nothing but a tease, isn’t it? 

[crxyong]

mini me

[crxyong]

crxalex:

Alex found himself heading for detention yet again. It did not bother him much, in fact he was not even sure what got him there this time - he had pissed off some teacher again but did not care enough to listen one bit to the scolding he got before getting sent to detention. He had planned to go see the professor anyway, not that he was polite enough to adress the other that way, and how he got there did not really make a difference to him. 

He knocked on the door, entering as he heard the other. “hello old man, I guess you ain’t dead after all” a satisfied grin on his face, as he though he was being quite funny. The other obviously was not dead, but that’s the thing with rumors - often they are far from the truth. “and I guess you missed me cause I was just walking down the hall when I got this feeling I should come here” he walks into the room and seats himself quite comfortably. “did you bring any candy or something from wherever it was you were?”. Truth is, he knew very well where Yong had been and why but caring about someone enough to look into stuff like that really was not his style.

A look of extreme disgust has naturally set itself on Yong’s features the second he hears the kid’s greeting (it’s not even proper to be called a greeting but anyway--). He does not dare lift his head to look at Alex, he thinks he does not deserve the glance. It’s much of a habit, to hate kids and trouble.

“I’ll be dead before you graduate, don’t worry” he answers, finally putting his feet down on the ground, where it should be on. He finally lifts his head to look at Alex, that monotone features that has always been intense and has always been-- his.

“I’d like to commend your sixth sense of paying me a visit by causing trouble, Mr. Noh” he says, sarcasm dripping by the tip of his tongue. He reclines his back against the chair. “Obviously this is not Honeydukes, this is detention and I don’t give candies for troublemakers” he answers, taking a pile of test papers from his drawer as it lands on the table with a loud thud. He smiles (but no one can point out if it’s actually a smile). “Let’s get to work?” he says, tone giving out a command instead of a question.

[crxyong]

mini me

Feet carelessly rest against the surface of the wooden table. As always, Yong has been expecting more and more students to visit his office. Mainly because of detention and because of intentional ones to see how the professor is doing. 

Rumors that he’s dead has circulated during his leave of absence and the students feel like he’s now a changed man the second he’s back. But really, he’s still the hot headed Professor Yong. And the kid who’s about to walk into his office has not changed a bit. 

He hears a knock against the door and he sighs, almost naturally. Thinking about Alex is starting to give him a headache. “Come in” he commands with a yawn. It’s going to be a really long day. Alex seems to be so much like Yong-- arrogant, excellent, heartless, and rich. But Yong dares not the younger mimic his misery. 

[crxyong]

sincerely, yours

( You arouse in me such a mixture of feelings. Only come to me—get closer and closer to me. It will be beautiful, I promise you. )

He thinks she’s beautiful this way, asleep right in front of him and he lifts his hand to brush hair away from her face, like a porcelain he dare not to press enough strength on. Then he traces his fingers against her skin, where his lips has marked last night. On her neck, down to the curve of her bare waist. She’s bare, exposed-- fragile. He swears he has never seen anything more full, she voids his emptiness so much. 

He continues to gaze, to play against her bare flesh. This is their own lazy morning. 

“Good morning” he whispers. 

[crxyong]

Professor Yong: *raises leg* I live

Hello children so satan is back after putting him on a (month-ish) hiatus. Basically I’ll be dropping all his threads, please shoot me an im if you want to keep our thread because I want to bring him back with a clean slate. Under the cut is what happened to him ic wise. I also made a plots page here so please tell me if you want to fill up a slot. Of course, I’m very much open for plotting so please hit me up if ever! 

Was severely injured by the wolf during the attack, since he’s an edgelord and is already a psycho, he’s still mentally okay 

Now has a metal pin inserted over his right shoulder, but he can still slap a student if he wanted to

Was recruited briefly by the Ministry of Magic during the holidays (with his usual Hit Wizard partner, Anastasia) to look on the strange killings around London 

Is still in denial with his feelings for Ana (love is weakness, love is pain) 

Lowkey wants to marry Ana (are you ready for the wedding of the century? no? okay) 

Still tacky, still hates kids, and still fails students

But he gives free points if you say a nice joke