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“If it’s all in my head, then tell me now.” / Claude and Alec

(here) the taylor swift evermore meme - accepting!

They had been playing that same game for far too long now, alec could feel. Actually, he could sense it, every time the two of them were in the same room, alone or together, the tension between them was just too much for them to handle. Maybe he was imagining things, maybe there was just the same old tension coming from Alec himself, after all, it wasn’t an extraordinary fact that he had a crush on Claude, despite the other male hardly ever showed any kind of affection, other than what muggles would call bromance acts, towards him.

Still Alec could feel it, it started with the stupid drunk night the two of them decided to spend the night outside, around the forest’s grounds, just watching the stars. According to a student and according to Claude, they were supposed to have this meteor shower going on and the quidditch field was the perfect spot for that. No one told them they shouldn’t bring alcoholic beverages (but they did) and no one told them they shouldn’t fall asleep tangled, sharing one blanket, whispering nonsense until the other passed out (but Alec did).

After that, Alec could sense Claude’s eyes on him and despite his attempts of ignoring how the hairs in the back of his head would raise as he could feel Claude’s eyes on him, on that day was particularly hard.

Suseong had lost another game and he was feeling rather depressed, he was captain and a seeker, after all, he was supposed to play harder and be better than anyone else but still he lost for some stupid mistake he made, which made it impossibly hard to just accept people’s words of incentive and support.

“If you’re here to act like everyone else, you can leave, thank you.” He sounded harsh and lost at the same time, not looking at Claude, even though he knew those steps belonged to him.

#oh games!!#ft: claude #heartfated #msu: alec verse #i hope this is okay ♥

emdoesrp:

✨ an ally

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he’s lost in his own little world, eyes scanning the pages of the book currently in front of him, occasionally looking over at his own notes, when he hears a voice. he doesn’t think anything of it for a moment until he realizes that no one is answering the question that was being asked. jaein tares his gaze from the book to look up at the female, his expression neutral as he does.

what had she asked? oh right. “i’m trying to look for something…” his tone is almost flat as he speaks, no emotion whatsoever in it, though it’s not exactly rude either. he raises a brow just slightly. “is there something wrong?”

Look for something….that didn’t even sound like an answer and Liz was restless already, her gaze fixed on the student in front of her. It was almost irrational the way he was acting and if under any other circumstance she would even feel ashamed by her attire but she isn’t. not on that case.

“Looking for what? Start speaking.” She demands, anxious hands almost coming forward to try to grab that book, as if belonged to her.

The male’s question just hit her head the moment her hand tried to grab the book from his private space and she stopped, sighing deeply as if she tried to think of a rational way to explain something to him. In the end, she just started by being sincere.

“This book, what you’re looking for. I studied it many times before. Are you looking for some kind of cure for an inexplicable disease by chance?” she knew it would sound as if she was crazy and maybe she was and her father would be shaking his head at her obsession about trying to figure out what happened to her mother.

Then she realized her question wasn’t exactly the right question. She didn’t need to know if he was looking for a cure. But… “Why are you looking for a cure for it?” she changed her question, palms on the desk that separated the two students. “You’re Jaein…right?”

#thread: an ally #msu:liz verse #emdoesrp #ft: jaein #lol look at me replying after a century

emdoesrp:

📓 first encounter

hyunjin smirks once more as he finally opens his book to the page he had been instructed to turn to, glancing up at felix for a moment and narrowing his eyes at what the other says. he sits there for a moment, processing the words in his mind before scoffing. “you don’t know a thing about me. just because my family has money doesn’t mean shit.” he runs his fingers through his hair and lets out a long heavy sigh. so that’s what people thought? that he didn’t care about his grades because he was more ‘privileged’ than them. the thought alone makes him want to laugh.

“let’s just get this done and over with.” he mutters this under his breath as he finally tares his gaze away from felix to his textbook. hyunjin didn’t even see the point in trying to explain himself to the other. whether he cared about his grades or not, in the end it wouldn’t change the fact that his future was already decided for him by his father. that he would be taking over the company even if he failed his tests and flunked out of school. it had all been decided for him since the day he was born and there was nothing he could do to change that. “what are we doing first?” he asks this but still doesn’t look at the other. might as well just get this done and over with right?

Felix wants to smirk when he notices the shift in the air, when Hyunjin’s voice becomes darker and slightly dangerous, as if his tone would make him pay more attention to him or even excuse himself for his previous words; it didn’t. In fact, it made him raise an eyebrow and questioningly gaze in his direction, as if he expected some more explanation but when nothing happened, Felix just shifted his gaze down, to his own textbook.

“I have no intention knowing more than your lack of intelligence in getting to know Japanese so I know how harder I should push you. Your rich masculinity can remain intact outside these doors.” His voice is characteristically low and he makes it sound even lower, so unconsciously Hyunjin would know who actually could sound dangerous.

Not that he was a dangerous person for starters.

Felix decides they should stop being petty for once, going round and round instead of studying would kill his productivity for the day so he focused for some time, listening to the other male’s voice and how he sounded anxious to get out. It kind of makes him mad/sad that someone with great opportunities would just give up on such privilege, to be able to see and understand more things visually than having to learn everything using their eyes and hands.

He sighs, running a hand through his recently died blonde hair and again focus on focusing, reaching to the page he wants to, finally deciding the best way to start. “You can start by reading the text there. It’s beginners level so you wont have much trouble. After that I’ll have some exercise for you to take home and practice. I expect everything to be done tomorrow so we can move to another new round.” His eyes then go up to the shadowy figure in front of him, imagining Hyunjin’s eyes for once. “Do you have any question?”

#oc: lee felix #thread: first encounter #ft. hyunjin #emdoesrp

maugrim

felix with white lashes will always be iconic

#msu:yoojin au verse #oc: lee felix

emdoesrp:

📓 first encounter

Hyunjin chuckles softly, nodding just slightly as he leans over and reaches into his own bag to pull out his own books before tossing them gently onto the desk. He leans forward, his attention back on Felix as he speaks. “You know, your words are a little harsh, though luckily I’m not the type to take something like that to heart.” His tone is teasing as he says this, taking a moment to open his own book and scrunching his nose up at the words that are written on the pages. “Honestly, I guess I need help with all of it.” Hyunjin isn’t afraid to admit that he’s lacking in certain studies, especially when it’s only him and Felix present. “You’re the one tutoring here so I’ll go with whatever you want to do since I basically know none of this.” He honestly isn’t really trying to be difficult, though he was being honest with the other. He really didn’t know hardly anything to do with half of the stuff he was doing horribly in.

He leans back again in his chair, crossing his arms again and letting out a soft sigh at the thought, squinting his eyes as he continues to look at the book in front of him. “Why do we even have to come to school? It’s not like we’re going to use over half of what they teach once we graduate anyway.” Hyunjin says this in a low tone, mostly to himself rather than to Felix.

Felix notices quite fast the type of person Hyunjin is and sadly it’s the worst type. He sighs, displeased, when he listens to the ruffle of fabric and the way he opens his bag and grabs his books. Some people believe that just because a person is blind, they are actually not seeing things, when it’s sure for a fact that a person can see in many other ways.

Hyunjin doesn’t care about studying and those classes are just a way to please someone, perhaps to get something in return from his parents and he wants to judge him for that, but Felix is also someone who does things in order to have his own parents away, allowing him to live a normal life.

“I would never imagine you’d be so sensitive about my words. not that i care. i’m here to make you suitable to take an exam a kid half of your age would ace. guess i’m the one who’s really in trouble here.” he explains, fingers running expertly through the pages as he identifies where they are going to start studying, reading quite fast by just doing that.

he feels eyes on him and if this was felix from the past he would’ve been asking why people were looking or if they thought he was an animal in an exhibition but now he just doesn’t care. he knows how much braille intrigues people, so he just sighs and points to hyunjin’s books.

“you can open your book on page 32. we’re going to practice like small kids and if you need more attention i’ll bring objects and things young kids would use to learn words and colors better.” he looks up to where he believes hyunjin’s face is and blinks a couple of times. he can see the shapes of the male’s body, he seems taller and stronger than felix but he doesn’t feel intimidated - there are worst things hidden in school than a student studying with him.

and he’s about to shift his attention to possible exercises that aren’t listed on their books, a few he would want hyunjin to try to practice some more, when he listens to what he’s saying. it’s low and like a complain and felix just sighs, running a hand through his eyes , rubbing them “really? that’s what you have to say?” he licks his lips and stares, a hint of disgust in his words “some of us aren’t as privileged as you, some of us need to finish school to actually have a chance to get a decent job to pay the bills.” he sighs deeply, annoyed. “of course i don’t expect you to understand that.”

#thread: first encounter #ft. hyunjin #oc: lee felix

msucal:

.fall to pieces

trick or treat!! @msucal

Everything hurts.

#msu:yoojin au verse #ft: cal #ft: caljin #red thread: fall to pieces

yoonsmols:

.dripped in

there’s a game, a terribly dangerous and risky game that they’ve been playing, dancing around each other with loaded looks and unsaid desires. it makes minsu’s blood run hot– in more ways than one. he’s not going to lie and say there aren’t a few singed holes in his sheets from when he’s woken up from a particularly riveting dream involving the dancer.

“it took you long enough.” he mumbles, pushing off the hood of the car, catching the other with a pointed look when he finally emerges from the club. “i thought you’d never come on outta there.”

@saudxdes

Hoojin feels out of place again and it isn’t a surprise for anyone – perhaps it would be for everyone, if they were able to read him well, but they’re not, he always makes sure his feeling will be in place, the place where everyone expects them to be.

Hoojin is a doll, a particular pretty, rare beauty that is owned by an all too rich kid who isn’t inclined to share his toys with anyone else. He is tired of that but he still needs everything that comes along with the privilege of having someone as important as that person paying his bills: he needs the protection and the money, so it’s okay to pretend he cares and cherishes for those moments.

Unfortunately that isn’t a day he is willing to bow down and accept whatever his owner is throwing at him. There are clients and clients and those who are particularly funny with their hands make Hoojin’s blood boil. He can picture skinning them alive, playing with tendrils as he watches them contort in pain; if only they knew how dangerous he could be, they would think twice before trying to touch him like that.

“you acted like a primadona and i thought we agreed important clients deserved some of our consideration.” he listens to Kyungho speak, his lethal voice is low but firm and Hoojin holds his ground, knowing exactly what he shouldn’t do. He’s crazy but not stupid.

“I thought you didn’t like when others played with me like that.” his lips form a pout, almost in a teasing way, his own way of hiding his discontentment.

Kyungho doesn’t respond and just grabs Hoojin’s hair forcefully and the shorter male tries not to flinch out of fear when a hand comes in contact with his right cheek. It burns but he still doesn’t cry.

“you disappoint me, chèrie. go home and rethink your priorities. you don’t wanna lose what we have here, do you?”

it’s the dismissive way he’s sent out that makes Hoojin stand up and walk away from the office. Kyungh is never violent with him when he’s in front of other people and this time Hoojin feels he crossed some line, but still he doesn’t regret, actually, his brain is mulling over things, too many things.

Revenge.

It is with that thought in mind, he allows the cold wind outside embrace him when he leaves the club. It’s a balm against his burning cheek and a way of covering any mark that could grace his perfect face.

His thoughts are interrupted by Minsu’s voice and even though Hoojin wants to play with him, tease him the way he always does, he just rolls his eyes and walks to the car, opting to sit right beside the driver, instead of the back seat. He knows Minsu will question or complain but he doesn’t really care. Not tonight, at least.

“You’re paid to do whatever the boss want, it doesn’t matter how long I take.” he crosses his arms, looking away as he waits for the older male to take the wheel. “Who’s taking too long now?”

#oc: hoojin #ft. minsu #thread: dripped in #it only took me 3 years to reply but here i am #it's also so lengthy i hope you don't hate me for that

emdoesrp:

📓 first encounter

He lets out a heavy sigh when he finally reaches the room, slowly opening the door and peaking inside before smirking as his gaze lands on the male who is sitting there waiting for him. So he was right after all. Hyunjin waits for a moment before finally stepping into the room and closing the door behind him, approaching Felix while keeping his eyes locked on the other.

It’s only when the male speaks that Hyunjin scoffs, waking his way over to the empty chair and sitting down. He gives a long sigh in response, scratching the back of his head in annoyance over the fact that the male hadn’t left. “I know I’m late. I didn’t figure you would actually sit here and wait for me.” His tone shows that he’s clearly amused by this whole thing. “Lets just get this over with. I have some stuff I need to do after.”

Felix notices the shuffling and the restless attire the other male in the room portrays. He doesn’t need to use his eyesight to notice little things, from the way this Hyunjin person speaks, deciding studying isn’t for privileged people like him to the way he carries himself through the room and to the chair next to him. He can bet the pressure behind his right eye, he’s legs and arms crossed, with a bored expression, watching Felix as if he was some kind of aberration.

He already detests the other male.

There’s a lot he wants to say, he feels like he should just put this rich boy in his place so he could learn a lesson or two, especially not to waste someone else’s time. Who did he think he was?

Instead, he clenches his fists and stands up, walking to the teacher’s desk, where his bag is and gets a few books. Surprisingly they’re all in different sizes, which makes it easier for him to learn which one he needs right now.

“I hope you got your notes and books. I’m not here to talk to the walls. Despite this tutoring being a free service provided by the school, students don’t have to be your slaves. If you’re not able to keep up with the classes or find my method of teaching not suitable to your knowledge, you let me know and I’ll excuse myself with the secretary and they can sign someone else up for you.” His voice was now calmer, as he sits down in front of Hyunjin. Felix feels like he needs to explain him all the rules before they start and even though he can’t see the man’s expression, he likes to speak directly to them, as if he could picture their expression as they pay attention to him.

Once he finishes, he returns to the desk separating their chairs, opening the Japanese book in front of him. “Tell me where you struggle and I’ll have exercises ready for you. We have three weeks until the next evaluation.”

#thread: first encounter #ft. hyunjin #oc: lee felix

📓 first encounter

starting with the wrong foot - with @emdoesrp (ft.hyunjin)

The clock had been ticking too many times already and Felix tries his best not to ask his watch to inform the time again. He isn’t stupid to the point not to notice the person he was supposed to start tutoring is late and it isn’t actually a surprise. According to his best (and perhaps only) friend, the dumb rich gang is known to act to their own rules, so that isn’t going to be an exception.

Felix sighs, a hint of annoyance, because he knows there’s so much he could be doing instead of waiting at this empty classroom, fishing out for credits he doesn’t need because his teachers said he was already on top of most classes (expect physical education but who else was expecting him to excel on that anyways?). he thinks about the part time job at the cat cafe he wanted to try that very day after the tutoring classes but if the person – Hyunjin, he remembers the name the secretary assigned him to – is still late, it means he would also be late for this appointment.

He rubs his eyes, there’s some pressure behind his right one and he sighs, knowing very well if he doesn’t relax things might escalate to a migraine and that’s definitely something Felix doesn’t need today. He just wants…to finish the day in a positive, bright note, is that too much to ask.

He doesn’t notice, and it’s his mistake for not truly trusting his other senses, but there’s someone there, finally and it’s only when the door closes behind them, he notices a blurred figure approaching him, but not invading his personal space.

Felix is annoyed.

“You’re late.” His voice comes lower and stronger than is expected, but he doesn’t apologize.

#thread: first encounter #oc: lee felix #emdoesrp #ft. hyunjin #let the chaos begin

lucifersresources

as always, feel free to change pronouns etc to fit!

willow.

“ you cut through like a knife. ”

“ the more you say, the less i know. ”

“ wherever you stray, i follow. ”

“ i’m begging for you to take my hand. ”

“ i could feel you sneaking in. ”

“ you were a mythical thing. ”

“ there was one prize i’d cheat to win. ”

“ i come back stronger than a 90′s trend. ”

“ wait for the signal and i’ll meet you after dark. ”

“ show me the places where the others gave you scars. ”

champagne problems.

“ your heart was glass, i dropped it. ”

“ love slipped beyond your reaches. ”

“ i never as ready, so i watch you go. ”

“ sometimes you just don’t know the answer. ”

“ sometimes you just don’t know the answer till someone’s on their knees. ”

“ what a shame she’s fucked in the head. ”

“ she’ll patch up your tapestry that i shred. ”

“ you won’t remember all my champagne problems. ”

gold rush.

“ i don’t like that anyone would die to feel your touch. ”

“ everybody wants you. ”

“ everybody wonders what it would be like to love you. ”

“ i don’t like that falling feels like flying till the bone crush. ”

“ what must it be like, to grow up beautiful? ”

“ i call you out on your contrarian shit. ”

“ you know it could never be. ”

tis the damn season.

“ if i wanted to know who you were hanging with while i was gone, i would’ve asked. ”

“there’s an ache in you, put there by the ache in me. ”

“ we could call it even, you could call me ‘babe’ for the weekend. ”

“ the road not taken looks real good now. ”

“ it always leads me to you. ”

“ you can run but only so far. ”

“ i escaped it too. ”

“ remember how you watched me leave. ”

“ now i’m missing your smile. ”

“ i won’t ask you to wait if you don’t ask me to stay. ”

“ the only soul who can tell which smile i’m faking… ”

“ the heart i know i’m breaking is my own. ”

“ even though i’m leaving, i’ll be yours for the weekend. ”

tolerate it.

“ i notice everything you do or don’t do. ”

“ if it’s all in my head, tell me now. ”

“ tell me i’ve got it wrong somehow. ”

“ i know my love should be celebrated, but you tolerate it. ”

“ i take your indiscretions all in good fun. ”

“ while you were out building other worlds, where was i? ”

“ where’s that man who’d throw blankets over my barbed wire? ”

“ i made you my temple, my mural, my sky: now i’m begging for footnotes in the story of your life. ”

“ now i’m begging for footnotes in the story of your life. ”

“ you assume i’m fine, but what would you do if i break free and leave us in ruins? ”

“ if it’s all in my head tell me now, tell me i’ve got it wrong somehow. ”

#oh games!!#please refer the muse you want me to write for!#can be muses not listed like the eunbi and the henry for msu ppl #or the seokmin muse

✨ an ally

it’s all coming back to me now, with @emdoesrp (ft.jaein)

elizabeth knew the library was a good place to be if she needed the silence she was looking for to get that project done. even if some people would take some of those empty halls filled with books to do something other than grab a book and study - yeah, she heard all about that - it was still a good place to be; after all, the hwaseong dorm seemed so clogged those days, liz often thought about going to a prefect to talk about it, but she knew in the end they would just say she was complaining too much.

coming off as a bitch was something regular these days, apparently.

it was almost 9pm and the place was thankfully empty, despite a few souls focused on their work. liz sighed, relaxing immediately because at least they seemed to be interested in getting homework done.

it was during that specific moment, after she left the marketing in magic aisle with a few books in hand and chose to walk by a specific table that she saw it. figures she recognized, that brought memories liz no longer wanted to revisit. she was so lost in those figures, she didn’t notice her own books were on the floor and she had spent a long time staring at the male and his own work.

her voice came out as a weak whisper, but powerful enough to call the person’s attention “why are you searching this?” it sounded really invasive and vague at the same time, but liz didn’t even think about that at the moment, all she wanted were answers.

#msu verse #msu:liz verse #ft: jaein #emdoesrp #thread: an ally #i hope this is okay!

✨ closet party

i got whiskey, i got gin and lingerie, with @sugarpowder

the clock ticked 7PM when liz left her dorms with a bag in one hand and her phone on another, already sending a text to the sophomore downstairs. there was no way they were missing a night like that, it didn’t matter if their week had been particularly weird after quidditch results and hwaseong didn’t win (again); she could put the blame on herself, but liz was long done with that behavior - the whole team sucked and she tried, what could she do?

well, go out, get drinks, have fun.

and babette was just the right person to have as a company.

since the girl didn’t reply to her message or even took her call, instead of being mad at her, liz just went downstairs and knocked on her door, annoyingly, even when other students crossed the hall and gave her some weird looks. throwing attitude right back at them, she just glared, how dare those kids not show some respect to a senior.

“baby girl, open the door or i swear i’ll bombarda it! i’m bringing your saturday night fun!”