I wanna be dangerous

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blimey!! a bit late aren’t you? i think the giggle water in the ORANGE goblet seems a little sour, doesn’t it?? looks like the mild EUPHORIA potion has ripened into something else entirely, seems like it’s IMPOSSIBLE TO STAY STILL entirely now. better keep moving for the rest of the night if you don’t want to doom yourself!! poor thing.

“that’s okay, i wasn’t planning on staying still anyways.”

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simvlacrum‌:

IT’S JUST AN EXCUSE TO GET WASTED, REALLY. He’d stopped giving a shit about Halloween the moment he realized he could just buy candy all year ‘round, the moment he was no longer cute enough to go trick-or-treating and childhood heroes stopped being things he wished to replicate through cheap costumes. Or perhaps he’s simply not a holiday person, his birthday lands on Christmas and he finds no reason to feel or act festive, it’s just another day for him. Eyes scan glass bowls full of colorful liquids of varying thickness, a purple hue catching his eye for more than just the fact it matches his violet get-up; it’s beetle berry whiskey and it’s sweet. His weakness, even men as prideful as he has them. Fingers grasp the ladle and pour his poison of choice into a cup, the rim eagerly lifted to his lips. ❝  Someone has good taste,  ❞  he says it more to himself, savoring the flavor. The idea of becoming intoxicated is only fleeting in his mind, but he’s decided against it. He knows the kind of drunk he is and he hates it, he’d rather die than expose himself to the unending list of dumbasses he already has to share the same air with ( a fact that bothers him beyond belief ). But indulging himself a little couldn’t hurt, and it was his favorite.  ❝  What are you suppose to be ? Interesting.  ❞  Question is presented alongside a raised brow, curiosity in his voice is borderline lacking as, currently, he finds the contents of his cup far more enticing.

Eunki has many guilty pleasures, and he’s mindful enough to keep them secret, lest his father catch wind and decide Eunki needed a “talking” to. Eunki hated those talks, especially if his father isn’t quite sober, they’re worse then. So, Eunki decides to hide parts of himself to avoid those “talks” and it’s worked for most of his life. People don’t find out his guilty pleasures and report it back to his father and Eunki is free (not really) to love what he loves. 

Tonight however, he can reveal one, and blame it on a muggleborn talking about it, because the certain pleasure in question tonight is muggle movies, more specifically, Star Wars, and to be even more specific, Star Wars the Last Jedi. He’s dressed as Kylo Ren, his favorite male character in the movie. 

He looked up at the question that came from his housemate and back down to his costume, “It’s from a muggle movie, I heard one of the muggle born students talking about it, I’m supposed to be a bad guy apparently.”

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it’s a figure so easy to spot, his own ━a small figure in black near an almost ashen white rock, one of the many seen around the lake’s shoreline, his own a frame cut by the light of a sun that was going to set, resting nearby the frush of water moving ever so slightly and the pages of a book he looked so immersed devouring line after line, paragraph after paragraph… until something seemed just so off to his senses, his lips in a thin line and frown barely readable behind the thick bangs over his forehead, hands stopping mid-page. annoyance, all there, all ready to make itself known yet again.  “ you are cutting off the light. ”

open!

eunki was just wondering the grounds, searching for his cat, who apparently fancies herself an explorer, deciding to escape the dungeons to walk the grounds. he’d wondered all the way to the lake, searching for his cat. he noticed a figure reading, and he decided to walk over, wanting to ask the person if they’d seen his cat, and then they spoke. “oh, sorry, i was just wondering if you’ve seen my cat?”

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☆ﾟ*・ﾟHEY! did YOON DOWOON just fall off HE/THEIR broomstick?! oh wait, never mind. it’s just MOON EUNKI… to think i nearly broke a sweat over an EIGHTEEN year old SIXTH year SLYTHERIN. i hear the GREYGENDER is quite INTELLIGENT and RESOURCEFUL, but also OFFPUTTING and SARCASTIC. well, i hope their broom doesn’t throw them off the second time.

Hi there, i’m Dylan and this is my bby Eunki, If you wanna plot you can either hit me up on here, or discord i’m  goldennotmaknae#2621.

this is eunki, he’s cute, and mostly sweet. if he doesn’t like you, he is going to be cold and not really care about anything you have to say or do.

he’s a pureblood, his dad a former death eater and he was raised in a cold household, so that’s all he knows, how to be cold.

he’s disappointed he was put in slytherin, though he did dye his hair to match house colors. he wanted to be in ravenclaw, just to spite his father.

that is unfortunately all i have on him, but plot with him!

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i wanna get started and make some plots and stuff and i hope it’s okay to tag it as a starter. so like, like this and i’ll come bother you.