good at being bad

⊰ shiloh elezovic ⊱ ⊰ seventh. ravenclaw. muggleborn. neutral. ⊱

[shilohelezovic-blog]

&&. sterlingrosenthals.

Drenched from his idiotic mistake of forgetting to step back, Sterling merely stared with furrowed brows as she stood before him, her anger palpable, and clearly injured. Fuck, he thought to himself. Initially, he’d flinched imperceptibly, a part of him naturally being urged to help the girl, but he corrected himself and shifted his weight to one leg. “What the actual fuck? Don’t talk about my mates, first of all, yeah? We’re not fucking first years, pushing mudbloods into fucking pools, for fuck’s sake.” He huffed aggressively. “I was just trying to get from one side of the room to the other, but you started acting so fucking weird!” Another huff. Voice raised, Sterling shouted, “Who the fuck has ankles this thin?! You hurt your ankle, yeah? What the fuck is that? That’s fucking asking to be broken, you know that? Jesus fucking Christ…”

               SHE SCOFFED IN HIS FACE, “ I wouldn’t waste the fucking breath on your mates, you  m o p e y  prick. No, you’re an eighteen year old who never learned to STOP being a little brat, init. ” Initial anger waning, the PAIN begun to wash over her, and combined with the intoxication had the girl woozy and wobbling. “ Just fuck off back to your wanking circle. Sound of your voice is more excruciating than the broken ankle. ”

[shilohelezovic-blog]

regmulcibcr.

“I would suggest giving the girls some room to breathe later,” Reggie quipped back in turn. “If the extras really were as devout to fashion as they claim rather than just wanting to blow through daddy’s pocketbook, they’d go Elle Woods on you and be able to see through the embroidery. But lucky for you, your market is a cesspool of airheads.” Letting out a huff, but not denying the claim to royalty, Reggie leaned against Shiloh slightly in turn. “I just call ‘em as I see them, and you get full marks from me.”

              “ Well, I’m not planning to end the night WITH clothes on. Rest assured the girls will have bare breathing room. ” It was true, that Shiloh  p a r t i c u l a r l y  enjoyed ripping off the wealthy, and it was all she could do to grin and laugh. “ Airheads are God’s gift to the Shilohs’ of the world. Could never pull a lift on you, though, init. Not even when you hung with the Slytherin gal squad. And trust me, I tried. ”

[shilohelezovic-blog]

sterlingrosenthals.

“Wha– What are you..?” Alarmed, Sterling darted his gaze a metre above where Shiloh was drawing attention to. Heat rose to his cheeks as they flushed red, accurately portraying the current panic he was experiencing. “No.” All of a sudden, without him even realising, he’d pushed Shiloh into the pool behind her. 

               A lot drunk and reeling from the push, her ankle clipped the edge of the pool in such a way that SOMETHING cracked. Never one to cry, a mix of anger and shock was all that bubbled up in Shiloh’s chest as she pulled herself up and out of the water. The girl wiped the water from her eyes that were open when she hit the pool, ignoring the pain, and turned to Sterling with a sharp, fake smile. “ Real fucking jokes, aren’t you, you stroppy twat?? ” Shiloh slurred, struggling to balance on one leg. “ What, did your wanker mates over there dare you to push the  m u d b l o o d  into the pool, HUH?? ”

[shilohelezovic-blog]

worsethanicxtine.

“Bitch, we both know you didn’t buy that garb – that’s not even your bloody style, Shi. Who’d you knick it from, then?? Let me take credit for it and FUCK ‘EM up a little, yeah??”

              “ BITCH, who cares?? It’ll be too late before they realise, your girl Shi’s just too good. ” She caught her friend’s hand, and dragged her  c l o s e r.  Shiloh wrapped her arms around Nora’s neck, and begun the prom variety slow dancing she’d only ever seen in American films. “ Marry me, Miss Vector?? ”

[shilohelezovic-blog]

regmulcibcr.

“I’m pretty sure that bit is cutting off some circulation. And it’s not the best show of cleavage in the design, to be honest with you. But you’re fit so you can make it work because there is a payoff in the way it draws more attention to your waistline.”

               “ PROBABLY WHY I FEEL BARE DIZZY. ” Shiloh’s eyes flickered to the lack of cleavage, and she shot Reggie a pout. “ Guess it’s time to sell these on eBay with 10% interest, yeah?? Just chuck a ‘ GUCCI ’ on the end and the extras’ come running. Ah, Mulciber,” the girl exclaimed with  a f f e c t i o n,  wrapping an arm around her friend’s waist, “ this is why you’re my Kweeeeen. ”

[shilohelezovic-blog]

               “ These feel PROPER fucking weird right now?? This is why you don’t buy a bikini without trying it on, fam. Still look peng though, init.”

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[shilohelezovic-blog]

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[mollsweez-blog]

If the world could stop knocking the breath out of her, she’d be okay. Yet bad thing after worse thing kept popping up like fate was somehow laughing in her face. Molly had skirted through life refusing to give her heart, to get hurt, to tell the truth and it seemed that at seventeen years was enough for it all to catch up to her. She had to take a break. With her sister hurt and her life spiraling out of control, it was the first time in a long time where she felt absolutely helpless.

“–this is why I have to give you away. This is why you can’t stay.” She sniffled, sitting cross-legged in front of her floor length mirror hands perched on her stomach protectively. Tears, something that had become so regular for her, slipped out of the corners of her eyes. If she couldn’t even take care of her sister, then how did she think she was going to take care of a baby. She couldn’t. And she would never put them through this hell.

The knock on the door interrupted her thoughts but she didn’t care to turn around. “If you’re here for notes, they’re on the dresser. If you’re here to talk, I’d rather be alone.”

[shilohelezovic-blog]

“Ah, thanks.” Sweeping into the room, the raven haired girl collected the notes. ( Regretful that she’d not knocked earlier —- that she’d witnessed Molly’s private moment in her shocked silence. ) “Y’know, my mum got potted with me when she was like, fifteen... sixteen,” Shiloh said. A little out of nowhere, her London accent still grounded in the slums despite being miles away shone through more than usual. Like she’d forgotten to dampen it.

“Her mum kicked her out, the lad launched an empty bottle at her when she told him he had a baby on the way, and she thought the same thing as you, I reckon. Grim as fuck.” A wave of affection for her mother sort of, well, punched her in the face. “Bare sick mum though, init? Wouldn’t ask for another. She’s enough. Reckon you would be too, if you decided you wanted it ever. I dunno, sorry. Cheers for the notes again. Luck with it all, yeah?” She turned to leave. 

[sterlingrxsenthal-blog]

Sterling found Shiloh really fucking weird in every way possible. Why was she laughing? Why was she rhyming? “Zero chance!” He snapped back, not really caring whether or not she thought he was a stoppy fuck. “Then don’t bring it up like it’s a fucking problem! Who likes to dance by themselves, anyway?! Why are you so fucking weird!” Second by second, his preconceived impression of Shiloh was replaced by what she was really like. Until she confessed her feelings for him. “You……” He pointed his finger at Shiloh, taking a couple of moments to register the strange piece of information, and his features twisting more and more to betray just how dumbfounded he was. “………like me?” He found it hard to believe. No one had ever fancied him, and he’d only grown more unpleasant. “And you came all the way here, pretended to be drunk, got on top of me, just to tell m– wait, so you do want me to be your booty call?! ”

[shilohelezovic-blog]

“I know you can.” Christ, was this real life? Sterling Rosenthal had unknowingly become Chad from HSM. ( Shiloh decided the real Chad had better hair. ) “You don’t tell me what to do!! UM, people who don’t need others to have fun? OR, y’know, just people who have fun in general, a foreign concept to you. Because you... you make me act weird!!!!!!” Of all the embarrassing things that had ever happened in the confines of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, this was by far the worst, she thought to herself. “Do you fucking see anyone else I could be talking to? Yes, you.” Why wouldn’t he just shut UP!!!!!!!!! “Yes,” she said, near gritting her teeth. “I wanteehhh,” she wheezed out, visibly struggling to force the words out. “I wanted you to be my... my —- fuck’s sake.” Shiloh’s head hung in defeat for a moment, before she found it in herself to lull it back. Her hand on her face, near literal face palming, she started again. “I... wanted you to... be my booty call.”

[shilohelezovic-blog]

shiloh and nora brotp: hot mess central

THIS IS A THING I APPROVE OF THIS THING SHILOH ALREADY LOVES NORA TBH SHE’S LIKE MY KESHA PAL MY SWEET BABE MY FAIR LADY

[shilohelezovic-blog]

Text: Shiloh @ Nora

Nora: no menopause I JUST DON'T HAVE!!! ANY!!!! FRIENDS!!!! FMFMFMFFMMLFl 😅 😅 😅 😅 😅

Nora: oh no, you're my friend. i know you'll easily sell me out but i would sell you out too, so. me, you and vodka have date.

Nora: Jfc. Brush our teeth with a bottle of jack toooo.

Shiloh: nora honey sweetie cutie pie UR A BABE?????? therefore it is the rule of the universe that you can have as many friends as you want 😎💅😎💅

Shiloh: see?????? that's why this friendship is so beautiful. you get me

Shiloh: COS WHEN WE LEAVE FOR THE NIGHT WE AIN'T COMING BACK

[shilohelezovic-blog]

Text: Shiloh @ Kiran

Kiran: Bet you wanna keep Sterling's boxers

Kiran: He can't be that angry man I wanna get him laid so bad yo

Kiran: Maybe it ain't him it's you, your game weak

Shiloh: yes u caught me i want to frame them and hang them like a trophy

Shiloh: ok I HEARD THE RUMOURS ABOUT UR FAILED CLOSET RAZZ pipe down r.kelly

Shiloh: he is that angry kiran

[shilohelezovic-blog]

sterlingrxsenthal:

Sterling’s brows jumped at her comment, feeling the same kind of awkwardness he experienced during the exact incident she’d referenced. “Are you stupid? When the fuck did I–” He sighed frustratedly, running a hand through his hair once more. The way people spoke about Shiloh, he probably wouldn’t be able to find one person in the castle that found her nothing but attractive. The cool girl everyone wanted to be friends with. She really didn’t seem that way, though. “Why do girls twist everything?! I never said you were too repulsive to dance with. I said I don’t dance, so I meant I don’t fucking dance. NOT you’re too repulsive. Dancing is repulsive. Why do you even care?!” The more Sterling looked at Shiloh, the more he started to question whether or not she was truly as drunk as she said. Her antics seemed a little forced. Storming over to her, he stared at her intensely for a moment, before leaning in to sniff her around her mouth. No trace of alcohol. Narrowing his eyes, he stared at her again. “Swear on your mum’s life you’re drunk.”

“Why are you such a stroppy fuck?!” Shiloh snorted, suddenly descending into loud laughter, clearly amused by him. “You don’t dance? Not a chance?” Did Rosenthal even realise he’d just quoted High School Musical? Did he know how dumb he sounded as a result? “I don’t care, I was perfectly happy dancing by myself. I also don’t want to fuck you, just a reminder since you’re brilliant at jumping to conclusions.” On reflex, she jumped a little when he shoved his face an inch from hers. Fuck. Fuckity fucking fuck. Nice wasn’t worth this. Never again, Shiloh Elezovic. She couldn’t own up to the truth. She couldn’t continue to fake drunk. The girl died a hundred small deaths. “Fine!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I came here because I like you!!!” Never. FUcking. AgAIN.

[willowdonoghue-blog]

“Aw, Shiloh, you called me beautiful. I’m so flattered.”

“But, alright, alright. So, a man walks into a bar with a slab of asphalt under his arm and says: ‘A beer please, and one for the road’.”

[shilohelezovic-blog]

“Just tell me the damn dorky pun.” 

Shiloh snorted, laughing despite herself. “Fuck. Where do you even find this shit?”

[gihadid]

[willowdonoghue-blog]

“I’m so into all of these jokes goin’ around but who wants to hear some puns?”

[shilohelezovic-blog]

“Out with it then, you big beautiful loser.”

[sterlingrxsenthal-blog]

“The fuck…” Benji Fenwick, an intimidating girl who Sterling would prefer not to cross paths with, but then again he felt the same way towards Shiloh and she turned out to be the complete opposite. “Yeah, you know what, your breath really fucking reeks from all the way here, for fuck’s sake. You’re probably stinking out my room,” Sterling hissed, not quite knowing why he said that. He couldn’t smell any alcohol at all. Her reasoning was hard to believe. Benji, to his knowledge, lived on the opposite side… where the girls were. Once again, she left him having to rack his brains for an explanation. She was drunk. Drunk, Drunk? D r u n k?! Oh, drunk. The kind of drunk that resulted in Shiloh being in the boy’s dorms. It made a little more sense now. Was she walking back after getting what she wanted and simply took the wrong cornerr? Or, had she gotten drunk before and got lost trying to find the room of her booty call? Or, was she not lost at all, and she wanted him… to be her… booty call? The last possibility had him more tense and alarmed than ever before. Shiloh was the kind of girl whose reputation preceded her, but he wouldn’t have been able to guess that this was the way she went about things. 

Reflexively, he stepped forward as Shiloh shakily made her way to his bed, which only quickened his heart rate, and his hands that had reached out to catch her just in case she stumbled over almost immediately bounced back into place as soon as he realised what he’d done. Stupid fucking drunk girls… “Get the fuck off my bed,” he snapped at her, features scrunching up at the sight of her all over his sheets. He didn’t want to look. He wasn’t supposed to, especially not when she was so drunk. But at her frustratingly casual ‘see’, his eyes dropped down to her bare stomach, and he most obviously got flustered as he half-turned his back towards her. “You can’t just fucking come in here, say you’re drunk, get on someone’s bed, and flash your stomach. And clearly, this isn’t fucking Benji’s dorm, so can you fucking leave?! Or… were you not actually looking for Benji’s dorm..?”

[shilohelezovic-blog]

Sterling reminded her of the Hulk, big and angry and clueless as to the definition of chill. But even the Hulk had the flip side of Bruce Banner —- it appeared he didn’t, at any time, have a more calm demeanour. He wanted her to leave, and she’d put the necklace back, the reason she snuck into the dorm in the first place. Playing the drunk girl still, she rose from the bed in an unbalanced and shaky manner. “Ew,” Shiloh spat, features contorting into a frown. “That’s what you think? That I’m here looking for sex?” Her words came out lazy and offended. The shirt fell back down to cover her torso, and she tugged the thin strap that had fallen down her shoulder back into place. Suddenly Shiloh felt kind of angry, which didn’t mix well with the embarrassment. This is what she got for trying to be a good person.

“Yes, you’re right,” she laughed. “Of all the ways I could make myself feel nice, I thought I’d come to Sterling Rosen—-” she added a hiccup for affect, “—-thal, have him swear at and threaten me, and hope for a shag. For fuck’s sake, why would I come here for it when I’m apparently TOO repulsive to so much as dance with?” She stumbled a little. “So are you going to get out of my way or stand there like a deer in headlights? Benj is waiting for me.”