the days gone by.

i miss the days my mind would just rest quiet, my imagination hadn't turned on me yet.

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Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number

1: Hot, Steamy kiss

2: Cheek Kiss

3: Nose Kiss

4: Forehead Kiss

5: Firm Kiss

6: Gentle Peck

7: Romantic Kiss

8: Eyelid Kiss

9: Jawline Kiss

10: Neck Kiss

11: Collarbone Kiss

12: Chest Kiss

13: Stomach Kiss

14: Kiss Along the Hips

15: Kiss in the Rain

16: Upside-Down Kiss

17: Goofy Kiss

18: Underwater Kiss

19: Forceful Kiss

20: Any of the Above

21: Then there’s tongue

[epjoohyun-blog]

* lucky strike;

@eprowoon

( / the sound of windows breaking startles her, followed by the a small ‘oomph’ coming from across the common room. she lifts her gaze from the book upon her lap to find a fellow ravenclaw boy sprawled on the floor with a red eye, a baseball rolling underneath the couch ) are you okay? ( / asks as she closes her book to aid the other. worry etched upon her features yet a small smile still manages to find its way to her lips ) didn’t anyone ever teach you not to play catch indoor? 

[epjoohyun-blog]

* lucy in the sky;

@epjace

you there-- ( / reprimands were on the tip of her tongue when realization dawns ) oh, jace. ( / she would’ve mistook the slytherin prefect for another student if not for the bright orange hair. the astronomy tower is especially dark for some reason. she decided to approach him quietly, holding onto the back of her skirt before taking a seat next to the boy ) what are you doing here? not trying to sneak something in, are you? ( / there’s a joking lilt in her tone which hopefully reaches the boy’s ears. she follows jace’s eyes, only to find herself bemused by the starry sky above ) ....wow.

[epjoohyun-blog]

* girl friend;

@epmckxnna

( / earth-colored eyes brim with curiosity, gaze directed towards a particular roommate from across the room. its odd how they had always been in each other’s presence but never went through further than that. the professor hasn’t arrived yet, so joohyun makes a swift move towards the empty chair next to mckenna ) hey there! is this seat taken? ( / asks because its only the polite thing to do. they may be roommates but joohyun respects everyone’s personal space. she does attempts to be more jubilant at her greetings though, being a prefect has a certain stereotype placed on you ) 

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[epjoohyun-blog]

* lionheart;

[epjoohyun-blog]

epbogum:

( / alcohol tingles in her veins, ears ringing and sight blurry. she shouldn’t have taken that glass of beer. how could she be so stupid? )

( / he blinks. alcohol coursing through his veins, a pink glow awash on his face.) ( / he keeps thinking back to the accident on the train. It’s all he could think of the past few days.) ( / he looks up, finding the very epitome of a distraction moving towards him.) 

( / he heard her question, his mind racing for an answer. Many appeared, yet with liquid courage in his veins, he chose the worst.) I’m here… Thinking of you. ( / he grins playfully.)

[ I’ve liked you for three years… If you had a different mother… If I had a different family… Would I have been brave enough? ] ( / He thought to himself. ) [ Even when I see you looking at joohyuk, and not at me for the past few years? ]

( / a blush still has the decency to make its way to her cheeks, and joohyun had to avert her gaze somewhere else so it doesn’t get worse. oliver and his tendency to make everything worse for her. why can’t he just leave her alone? ) s-shush you. ( / they started as playful friends--how did it come to this? she bites her lower lip ) are you drunk? step outside with me for a moment. ( / maybe it’s the alcohol talking, but joohyun can’t deny she wants to settle this as soon as possible. get this rut all straightened up before they both graduate and maybe go on their separate ways ) i need to talk to you about... about two weeks ago. 

[epabel]

.cold

“Irene!” 

Now, normally when most students are out past curfew they tend to bolt in the opposite direction once they even catch wind of a prefect. 

Abel, however, is far from most students. He lives to cause trouble and make messes. 

He lives to patronize and his favorite person to patronize is a certain ravenclaw prefect. 

“Bae Irene!” He’s at the other end of a long hallway, hands on his hips and that god awful cocky smirk on his face. “Little miss prefect!” 

@epjoohyun

[epjoohyun-blog]

lips presses into a thin line upon the shouts of her name. her shift for the evening just finished a while ago, and all joohyun wanted at the moment is to soak her sore muscles in a warm bath in the prefect’s bathroom before going to bed. but lest, there are more important things in hand--and that includes keeping every students in line. including this one.

“abel min,” her tone is stern when she treads cautiously across the hall, yet still manages to maintain that refined elegance in her steps. an attitude reserved especially to those who has the unfortunate luck to have their names in the prefect’s watchlist. “sneaking around, are we?” to be completely honest she had heard all about his family from her mother, and while she’s rather afraid of those rumors joohyun still has a position to upheld. 

once they’re within an arm’s length, the girl glares at abel straight in the eye, arms crossed and chin up. “do us all a favor and return to your dorm. do you really want to lose slytherin more points now? whatever you’re doing, it can wait until tomorrow.”

[epbogum-blog]

*accident

[epjoohyun-blog]

epbogum:

While joohyun was hitting him, and him at least attempting to defend himself, the only words that made sense to him to say came. “Why are you getting even redder? Are you going to explode or something? Everything is screaming first kiss to me right now!”

He decided that the best way to move forward, was to escape. However, as he made his way to the door, gently attempting to push joohyun aside, the train lurched to the side again.

This time, perhaps it was the fates, or coincidence, Oliver had stretched out his hand to steady himself. The lost of balance between the both of them had them stumbling closer to the side of the compartment. Now, as Oliver noticed, with his hand on the wall, joohyun was between him and said wall. A classic wall press from the dramas just happened.

Looking down, Oliver felt his heart clench, then accelerate.

this boy--honestly!! can they be any more insensitive?! “even if it is, what does it have to do with you, oliver park?!” she screams, already paying no mind to her prefect status nor the compartment next to them. “oh i wish i’d explode! so you can stop running your bloody mouth and--”

again, at this point she already realized how the universe seems to hate her. evident from how the train rocked once again just when oliver is about to escape and cage her between his arms while breaking his fall instead. what is this, really?! a scene out of a cheesy teenager flick?!

“you’re doing this on purpose, are you?!” she slaps her palm to his head lightly--or at least she tried for it to be. why can’t he be more considerate of her feelings? the bloody bloke gave her headaches since the fifth year and now he’s adding irregular heartbeats and stomachache to the mix. what is happening, really??

[epjoohyuk-blog]

tumble and fumble ; ft. joohyun

[epjoohyun-blog]

epjoohyuk:

joohyuk’s expected a lot of things, really– hell, he expected her to slap him the moment she had the chance, so the punching wasn’t much of a surprise. it still doesn’t stop him from stumbling back, though, his hands moving on his own accord, gripping her arm gently. “well,” he starts, tone light as he tries his best to make joohyun feel better, “that’s assuming someone would actually want to marry me,” he says, as if the mere thought was impossible. when she continues to question him, he knows then that he can’t just simply talk himself out of this mess.

it wasn’t that he was shy about his sexuality– he certainly wouldn’t be making out with a guy out in public if he was, but at the same time, there was a difference between doing it in the darkness of the corridors and admitting it to someone. it may already be 2017, but joohyuk wasn’t naive, nor was he blind. it’s his job to dig up dirt on people, not the other way around.

he glances around the empty corridor, before looking back down at joohyun, a resigned expression on his face. “let’s not talk about it here,” he says, aware of the eyes and ears on the wall. one can never be too safe, really. joohyuk takes a step back, letting go of her arm as he gestures for her to follow him. 

joohyuk leads them towards a place almost all hufflepuffs go to for comfort– the hogwart’s kitchens. it wasn’t necessarily past curfew yet, so they’re not at the risk of being told on, and at the same time, joohyuk knew that house-elves don’t indulge themselves in the good old art of gossiping. upon reaching the portrait, he tickles the pear, and waits for the portrait to swing open. once inside, he takes the seat on the nearest table, waiting for joohyun to do the same. 

“alright,” he says, sounding as if the very thought of sharing his thoughts was a painful experience. “i’ve known for quite some time,” he says, being as vague as possible. “it’s not really– i’m not really going around announcing it to everyone,” he explains. “i’m still not sure why you’re so angry, though,” he continues, a small frown forming on his lips, “i mean– it’s not like, i mean,” he stutters. “you’re not homophobic, are you? would you have, y’know,” he makes a vague gesture with his hand, “stopped accepting my offers to hang out if you knew?” 

she followed him without much resistance, still respecting his wish to keep this side of him under the public eye. now that she thinks about it, joohyuk must be afraid too. although the public has been more accepting of other people’s sexuality without judging them, there are still a couple of rotten eggs who wouldn’t think twice about using it against them. and joohyuk is probably too cautious to just kiss random guys in front of the student body.

once they reached the castle’s kitchen, joohyun sits down on one of the stools before taking a deep breath. she needs to be level-headed about this. her wrath before was mostly fueled by her ego that joohyuk should’ve told her so she could move on from him much sooner than she wanted. the girl finds herself parting her lips only to have joohyuk speaking out first. but she still tries to listen--because above being her crush, the boy is also a friend she holds dear. 

there was a brief moment of silence before she breaks into a fit of giggles. “homophobic? you must be joking me!” shakes her head. “listen, i’ve been crushing on you for almost five years now. five!!” she shows her entire palm, all five fingers outstretched. “if you told me sooner, i would’ve stopped much sooner than i would’ve wanted.” wait-- that sounds wrong-- “i mean--it’s like you’re giving me false hope. sorry if i snapped earlier. i was just... surprised, and angry.”

she then takes his hand--and feel her heart clench a little. although it’s not as bad as it was before. “you’re still my friend, dummy. of course we can still hang out.” pats his hand comfortingly, her usual smile is back now. “but no secrets next time, please? i’d appreciate if you can let me live my seventh year in peace and have a proper closure instead of leaving anything untied.”

[firese-blog]

blood, ichor.

@epjoohyun   ;

festivity o’clock — the room of requirements. he’s no stranger to parties, his system yearning for havoc husked in small pertinences. a dissonance to order, to say the least, and just what he needs to unwind. a short trip later, he steps into the entrance. greeted with the cacophonies of colors and laughter, he steps aside to grab some drinks. he people watches, with occasional interludes of “hi, hello,” splintering his peace. not in the mood for a lot of chitchat, but then someone passes by.

irene, or better known on his tongue as joohyun. joo-noona. there’s a bridge built between them in ways that he comprehends as an unrequited sentiment, unbeknownst to her. the crescendo of her presence reminds him that at the end of the day, there’s only a thin filament that connects him with her, at least on his end. such a pretty face, but her blood is tainted, littered with the blossoming bruise ripe in bloodstreams. ripples of amusement waltz across his gaze as he follows her, for she’s seemingly oblivious of his presence, wrapping his arm around her shoulders after closing the gap spanning between them. “noona,” he starts. “i’m sad you passed me by, not noticing this favorite dongsaeng of yours.”

[epjoohyun-blog]

joohyun swears she loves parties--or at least before she became a prefect, that is. what originally was a form of release from the tiring routines had become a difficult task to execute instead. from something as minuscule as getting drunk in the main hall, to bloody fights between students--mainly gryffindors and slytherins. she has to be prepared for everything.

call her a party pooper, she couldn’t care less. her job is to make sure no students get hurt or worse, killed. if she has to ruin a couple of relationships or get in trouble with rowdy students, so be it.

“you, stop grinding on each other.” she points at a couple of sixth years that were too busy sucking on each other’s face to notice the ravenclaw girl. a warm liquid soaks through her sleeve suddenly and joohyun nearly stupefied the bloody student that lost his balance. “watson!! watch where you’re going and put some clothes on! stop losing ravenclaws house points!” pushes the boy away before muttering a small ‘scourgify’ to the spot. then with the loudest voice she could muster, joohyun screams a “firewhisky and alcohol is off-limits to anyone under seventeen!!” 

rubbing her temples while walking through the crowd caused her fail to notice a certain slytherin boy by her side. joohyun kept pushing on and yelling warnings until an arm slung around her shoulder that has her nearly jumping, snapping at the boy ready to bite his head off when she realized who it was. and suddenly her face brighten up like she casted lumos with it.

“oh, sehun-ah!! you’re here too?” oh sehun was one of the korean children who hadn’t lost touch to their ancestry, able to speak korean proficiently without any noticeable flaws. and joohyun truly appreciates that, even letting him call her by her real name. sehun doesn’t seem like someone who would cause trouble just because he wants to too. 

and truth to be told, sehun resembles her brother a lot. like crazy lot.

she eyes his appearance, noting that the boy is fortunately dressed appropriately--unlike some student who thinks showing off their nonexistent muscles would get them laid. then she elbows him lightly, wriggling her eyebrows at him suggestively. “you look rather dashing tonight. as always, sehun-ah.” chuckles. it’s so easy to slip into a relaxed state with him. 

[epjoohyun-blog]

because i’ve been an inactive potato please like this post for a script starter? can be for the party event or daily interactions. capping at five if it does reach five rip

[epjoohyun-blog]

* lionheart;

@epbogum

( / alcohol tingles in her veins, ears ringing and sight blurry. she shouldn’t have taken that glass of beer. how could she be so stupid? ) ( / wobbly steps take her to an unknown destination in the hall. or maybe outside the hall. her fuddled brain needs fresh air. the reek of beer and sweat are tickling her uvulas. ) ( / steps come into a halt upon noticing someone on her path. joohyun lifts her gaze from her hand, finding the source of the irregular heartbeats and stomachache that have been haunting her since the hogwarts express standing there. ) oliver. ( / the name slips through her lips, and suddenly she thinks a kiss with him could be her fresh air ) what... ( / tries to swallow, but her head is pounding ) um, what are you doing... here? 

[epjoohyun-blog]

klsjdaja i’m sorry for the scattered activity recently ;;; i hit my head in a fall and had to stay in the hospital for a while with no pc. i’ll start replying to IMs and do my drafts right now <3 thank you all for your patience!

[ccminji-blog]

TRAVAIL.

@epjoohyun.

jiyeon was fond of every prefect.

despite not talking to all of them, there is always an hidden endearment for them. it may because they all shared the same struggles on following the same troubles. always having their wands out, their mouths pursued as punishments were handed out. even if she liked all of them, they were some who held a closer spot in her heart. one of them was bae joohyun, a devoted female who did her job just right. such may be from how they were both assigned to patrol together.

once the meeting was done, the sky was already looming with darkness with residues of light. pulling the chair backwards, her hand reaches for the wand settled within her robes. bidding short farewell to the rest of the prefects as she walks alongside the shorter latter. she whispers ‘lumos’ as the wand obeys her order and their gaze pierces on the solemn hallway. there’s a sigh escaping past her, her head turning to every direction.

“what happens if all this troublesome sound is coming from someone’s pet. i heard there was a cat being rowdy because their owner has interesting sleeping patterns.” it was rare for her to spark conversation first but, their night was built to be long and tedious  as they search for any kind of clue of who could be disturbing this year’s start.  

[epjoohyun-blog]

to say that joohyun is thankful for jiyeon’s presence would be an understatement. 

she had been a prefect for the past two years now, and only this year that she felt her burden has been lifted almost by half compared to when she first started in fifth year. perhaps it was because of the newly recruited prefects, but she can’t deny either that jiyeon and ten are competent in handling the team and their job descriptions as well. people used to depend to her a lot, but now joohyun can rest easier with the help of the entire prefect body.

of course, that doesn’t necessarily mean they’re close. if anything joohyun felt a little distant from jiyeon, and for the first time in a while she wants to change it. know the person that she will be working with for the next two terms better. and the night patrol duty is a perfect way to earn that.

“then the owner should get punished accordingly.” she nods to herself, letting her eyes adjust to the dim light coming from her wand. “not only for abandoning their pets but for the discomfort they have put the others in.” thank god lizzie isn’t noisy. the tabby cat would scratch her sometimes, but she’s not a noisy cat. “maybe they shouldn’t even be having a pet if they cannot handle one.”

joohyun goes quiet for a brief moment, biting her lips. trust her to express a biased opinion as a pet owner. in the end she decided to change the topics instead, turning to face jiyeon’s profile lightened by the shaky light. “what did the headmistress say? maybe we can start off from there.”

[epbogum-blog]

*accident

[epjoohyun-blog]

epbogum:

How long had it been? Oliver blinked, suddenly remembering he had stopped breathing. The need of air finally overcame his shock, as he stumbled backwards. Unceremoniously he landed on his bum, his hands flying backwards to stop his fall, while he continued to gaze stupidly at Irene.

“Bae Joohyun.” He blurted out, unconsciously forgetting that he told himself to address her as Irene. After he found out about that incident, Irene was all he ever called her from then on. “Why are you so red? It is an accident. Please don’t tell me that that was your first kiss…”

It was your first kiss. A voice reminded him inside his head. Funny really, considering the playboy reputation he was trying to construct for himself. He did not disappear from time to time to snog others in broom cupboards, he was brewing potions in empty classrooms. Somehow when the rumor began, he rode on it. It was much simpler that way. 

Fingers reaching up to brush against his own lips, he wondered if the shade of his face mimicked Irene’s own. 

even after oliver finally become the first one to pull away joohyun still finds it difficult to breathe. her chest are heavy and the rush of blood to the head is causing her ears to ring. she blinks once—twice—attempting to wrap her head around the accident that just occurred. oliver park, the source of her misery since her first task as a prefect in the fifth year, had just kissed her square on the lips. it was an accident, but still–  

the sudden mention of her full name caused her train of thoughts to stop, but inflicting quite the opposite effect to her heart rate. joohyun tries to glare at the hufflepuff, keyword on ‘tries’ because her eyes kept returning to his lips and making her think weird thoughts. “excuse me? who wouldn’t after… after what just happened!” swallows, tries to regain her composure. the things park bogum does to her- just because he has more experience, doesn’t mean he’s allowed to poke fun at her!

this time joohyun doesn’t stand still, opting to throw her coat on oliver’s direction. “who’s idea is it to put your face so close to mine, huh?! you know full well how shaky the rails are here!” she’s hitting him on the arm now, not even trying to mind her strength. “the nerve of some people!”

[epjoohyun-blog]

* eclipse;

@epnayeon

it was nearly eleven pm, and joohyun would die for a warm bath in the prefect’s bathroom right now. fridays had always been the hardest day of the week for her, considering the amount of classes she had to attend and the lack of breaks between them, plus prefect duties are even more important with the existent of students who think they can celebrate friday by blowing things up in the campus. patrols took longer to make sure no suspicious items slipped anywhere hidden and that means less time for joohyun to sleep. thank god nothing actually happened, though.

her eyelids were heavy by the time she reached the ravenclaw tower, thanking her other prefect counterpart who had left the door slightly ajar so she didn’t have to answer the knocker’s absurd riddles again when a sudden voice of things breaking inside the common room startles her awake. fully alarmed now, the girl draws out her wand from her robe, stepping into the entrance silently in case there was really an unwanted intruder. the headmistress had instructed the prefects to be more cautious with the recent ‘illegal’ activities that has been occurring lately.  

another item breaks–this time followed by a girl’s screaming. somehow the voice sounded familiar to her ears… it can’t be- “nayeon?” joohyun tries to call the girl out, mumbling a small ‘lumos’ before waving it to the direction of the voice. true to her thoughts, standing there is the sixth year ravenclaw. “nayeon? is that you? what are you doing being up so late?”

[epjoohyun-blog]

* gotta go fast;

@epcain

irene bae is a patient girl. or at least so she believes.

she waits for her turn to use the prefect bathroom every morning. she queues for her snacks during quidditch matches. she let fifth years give her excuses when they’re clearly the troublemakers. she volunteers to stay in the hogwarts’ express until everyone had left to make sure there’s nothing left behind. heck–she lets late students to take her breakfast because there was none left in the table.

but when it comes to prefect duties, some people can be really curious to see how far she will bend. for example, a particular sixth year gryffindor namely xu cain. 

just now, joohyun was ready to drop her bag on one of the benches and eat her day’s frustration away when a loud popping sound startled her from her seat. to say that the incident was an embarrassing one would be an understatement–she had accidentally let out an undignified squeak that reverberated through the entire main hall, effectively attracting every pair of eyes towards her flustered self. there was a brief moment of silence before an obnoxious laughter followed, exposing the person behind all of this.

really. if joohyun was in a much better mood, she would’ve let the younger boy to get away with just an earful. 

 her first response was to turn her head to the source of the laughter so fast her neck might break, sending cain a murderous glare before hopping on her feet and start chasing him, wand drawn. “XU CAIN!!”