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@huffliam
ALRIGHT SO. i know i have a whole heap of plot ims i have yet to reply to (and greeting ims...i’m so sorry) not to mention greetings to send... i will get to them v v soon i promise!! this week is my finals and after wednesday i should be free enough to get to all of them! i may still be a little slow for the holidays but i will absolutely be here :-)
also for future purposes i’m easier to find on twitter so hit me up there (@knoodoos) if you really need to get a hold of me~
*& monkey see, monkey do
slythadrian:
@huffliam
the first game of the season was satisfying, to say the least. yes, there were a few shaky plays here and there on his part. and yes, the bludgers did get the best of him not once, but twice ( he’s still really bitter about those bruises. ) overall however, he was proud of himself and his team mates for a successful first match.
as adrian did his victory lap around the pitch, he spotted a beaming and familiar face in the sea of green scarves and flags. a victorious smile painted all over his features, the boy flies towards the hufflepuff and lands on the empty bleacher space to the right of him. as if his ego wasn’t already inflated enough today, adrian decides it wouldn’t hurt to milk what he could get from who he considered his biggest fan. throwing an arm lazily around liam he brags, “pretty good game, huh? i can teach you some of the formations and plays that lead to our victory tonight, if you want.”
william was a child at heart, but he wasn’t delusional. he knew power rangers weren’t real. there were no spandex-clad superheroes fighting crime, and the characters he loved were nothing more than thoughts from one exceptionally creative writer’s mind. tommy oliver, his greatest idol, was only someone an actor was paid to portray.
there was, however, to his greatest pleasure, a real life tommy in the form of one adrian lee. not that that was all he was, of course. the slytherin displayed such leadership and charisma it was hard to remember who was the older one among the two. that -- plus the green -- drew william in without hesitation, enough for him to brave the crowd of a house that wasn’t his own to show support. the attention he got from being adrian’s friend was a little stifling, especially immediately after a match, but it was worth it for attention from the boy himself.
“would you really?!” he couldn’t stop his voice from rising from post-game excitement. “i would never be as good as you, though!”
WILLIAM JANG -- YULE BALL 2016
Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.
[ past ] small talk.
it wasn’t as if william didn’t like quidditch.
the sport itself was one of the more fascinating aspects of the wizarding world since he entered it, because honestly-- flying brooms? golden balls? for something that sounded mundane in concept, it executed itself beautifully in practice. he was no good, but that didn't deter him from the enjoyment of watching other people play.
no, what irked him was what came after every match. the winners and losers would split up the audience and party, house pride (and house rivalry) would spike for a few days, and questionable things would happen before everything went back to normal. it was uncomfortable, really, for everyone involved but also just watching it all. that's where william usually was, watching it all.
he only came to the forefront (or at least the sidelines of the forefront, let's be real) when his friends or his own house were involved. and that was what had him out one night, with one drink downed and another in hand. he was buzzed enough to not remember whose party it was or who even won, but not enough to throw caution to the wind.
wobbling over a passed out figure, he plopped onto the closest seat and leaned his head back, closing his own eyes. he could have slept there if he wanted -- the faint chatter was nothing compared to noise of the muggle world -- but the fact that he hadn’t sunk into the cushion completely alerted him to the presence of another. that, or the seat he chose was well-built, but a turn to the head and there was indeed a person.
he shifted slightly to give her more room, and in doing so turned his upper half towards her. the stranger wasn’t looking at him, and he would have brushed it off, but he felt her tense the moment he moved. she was bracing herself, he guessed, and the smart thing to do would be to remain sitting in silence.
but william was not a smart boy.
“hey.” he slurred out, giving her a smile he hoped made him look less threatening. “do you like power rangers?”
kaboom!
-- @slyjieqiong
if william had a knut for every time he thought about being in the slytherin common room, he could trade them in for galleons and still have enough to swim in them. anyone who knew him as a first year might remember the attempt he made to enter on his own-- pacing back and forth along a dungeon wall waiting to eavesdrop the password until realizing he was focused on the wrong wall.
being invited saved him the embarrassment, though at the cost of excitement. but he wouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth. he scurried down the staircase, past the potions classroom and office he visited so frequently, looking for the dead end he was told of. “where is she...”
spill it: who are the top 6 cutest hufflepuffs
spill it meme: accepting!
“i’m bad at these. can’t i just say everyone?” he shrugs sheepishly. “the ones that are my friends!”
Spill it: What is your favorite season of Power Rangers? The beginning seasons will always be the greatest, in my opinion.
spill it meme: accepting!
“oh gosh. okay.” william calms himself and spends a good minute thinking it over. “while i love mighty morphin, and it was definitely the series i first saw... i always kind of cringe a little when i try to rewatch it now. you know what i mean? dialogue and all. if i had to choose... i think i would pick lost galaxy. it started the era between the zordon and the disney rangers and it was just really unique? darker than the other series for sure, what with what happened to the pink ranger and all. i think there was something poetic about it.” he nods, agreeing with himself. “not to mention they did a team up with the space rangers, who were my second favorites!”
"i... will pass..." her eyes narrow slightly. "i have quidditch practice."
“fair enough.” it wasn’t like there was a cable box handy-- or a tv, even. and he wasn’t about to bring her home with him, that would be weird. “i can just tell you about it. so there are 20 different series...”
what the hell is a power ranger
“only the greatest show of all time! tales of action, comedy, and even romance! it’s a full package!” he nods excitedly. “you need to watch it. i’ll help! i have all the resources!”
slyjieqiong replied to your post: SPILL IT am i ur favorite slytherin or not? ��
i trusted you, willy ��
“and i have no reason to lose it! i’m a good kid.”
spill it: have you ever forgotten the password to your common rooms and went to class doused in vinegar
spill it meme: accepting!
his eyes shift to the side as he smiles. “once or twice... but is it really a big deal? we come from the kitchen corridor anyway, it isn’t like one of us smelling like food should be something surprising.”
SPILL IT am i ur favorite slytherin or not? 🤔
spill it meme: accepting!
“no… but you’re my favorite person to be a chair for!” he pauses. “is that weird? i didn’t mean it weird.”
why do you like the green ranger so much??
spill it meme: accepting!
“why-- why would anyone not? have you seen them? tommy oliver is THE power ranger! not to mention adam and carlos and damon, and all their successors?! i’m a season behind since, well, i’m here--” he can’t hide the frustration in his voice as he says this, “-- but i know they’re all the finest example of how men should be. goodness gracious.”
My muse has just taken a Truth Potion, send “Spill it” plus a question and they will answer.
My muse cannot give half truths, partial truths or bend the truth. They will have to spit out everything then and there!
hello friends! thank you for all the kind greetings! i’m going through them as well as following everyone as i type. i don’t have much set up for william yet but here’s a plot page i threw together sometime between submitting my app and falling asleep~ and here’s a few small facts about this kid under the cut!
