LUSTROUS

“We live not only in a world of thoughts, but also in a world of things. Words without experience are meaningless.” — Vladimir Nabokov Lolita

[gryeonsoo]

　　* JUST LIKE THIS : YSH ⇆ SHO

[slyjin-blog]

gryeonsoo:

She watched the boy before crinkling her nose slightly. Did he have plans? “I mean- I can always- oh.” Yeon Soo gave a bright smile as he agreed to hang out with her before she bounced on the balls of her feet slightly, “Great! Uhm, well, I think the only place to go is Hogsmede or the lake, unless you want to hang out around the Requirement room? You can’t leave the decision up to me, I’d probably drag you everywhere and anywhere!” Yeon Soo laughed. Tapping her chin with her index finger, the girl bit her lower lip, furrowing her eyes as she tried to think of things to keep the two occupied, rather than meander around. “Well, we can decide after we drop off the package.. unless you’re going to leave it here?” She asked, tilting her head in a curious manner as she glanced back at the package and his hands in his pockets.

In all his years (which really isn't that many in the first place...) Jinyoung could easily say he's never been this nervous around a girl. Gone was his confident nature and instead he was a true teenage boy talking to his crush, what was the world coming too. But still, there was enough of this silly stuttering, he had to retain some dignity or so help him, Hyeri would never let him hear the end of it (because it would get to her, somehow these sort of things always did...) Dignity, Jinyoung, save it! "Uh... yeah-- no, I'm... leaving them here." Rubbing the back of his neck he shrugged a little. He didn't want the books, not from his father mostly because they'd just prove to be boring and dry law books. Gross. Why was it so hard to look her him the eye, his palms were sweating...

"But Hogsmede is good! We can go... if you want to... yeah, I'd go with you... sure." He traded his stuttering in for babbling, which wasn't really an improvement, but the sort of butterflies he was getting in his tummy was new and he didn't quite like them, but he really liked Yeon soo so if butterflies came with her then so be it. Did she feel butterflies too? Probably not, he was just being weird... It was just his heart talking. "So um... we've dropped off the package," Jinyoung indicated toward the parcel resting in the snow on the bench and nodded, to give himself confidence mostly, and looked back toward Yeon soo. "And we've decided-- I mean I need to get some last minute shopping in, mostly for Hyeri," (and you? Maybe, if his heart didn't stop racing he wasn't sure if he'd make it that far) "So yeah, we can go now if you want?" Be strong Jinyoung, be strong. "If you're ready that is--"

[slyjin-blog]

o;oc

Hello. Tis me. The resident poop. I am here. 

SO I've hit a little bit of a rut with sehun. Not the character but Sehun as in the face. SO I am changing faces to probably Gongchan or Jinyoung because I need a refresher. Everything else will be the same so I won't be dropping any lots or anything like that. The only thing that will change is his name and face 

so we're gonna have to come up with another name besides sesoo orz sorry yo 

BUT THAT IS ALL BYE

[slyjin-blog]

Everyone's a loser // Sehun & Chaerin

It was almost a tradition, a must for the two, something that they've done so often people know just when to avoid tramping through the courtyard. It's as if those wandering to and from classes and other activities can feel their narrowed eyes searing into their back and hear the words murmured about them, and it's always the same thing too, always, "Look, see the Ravenclaw, right down there. Yeah, their parents own a summer house in the same down we have ours but--" And there would always be the muffled laugh, as if their lack of outstanding wealth was funny (well-- to the two absurdly rich Slytherins it is something rather funny) "It's very, very tiny you see. You can't even fit the staff of our guest house in it. Such a pity..." The boy shook his head while beside him Chaerin sighed.

"It's a shame. It really is..." Leaning on the stone sill Chaerin made a tsking sound. Both had a similar outlook on things, they were wealthy Slythrins and they were important, anyone who didn't have their kind of money or wasn't in their house simply didn't matter, they've always seen it that was and have had no reason to otherwise change their view, so they do what rich people do the best, judge those who aren't like them. "Speaking of summer homes, what on earth are you going to do with yours? Last I heard your father was selling it to some silly run of the mill wizard who probably doesn't have the finances for the upkeep..." And now it was Sehun's turn to sigh. It was true their father was thinking of leaving their childhood summer home behind as well as the warm beaches of the Mediterranean, but...

"He is... a silly thing and such a waste for a beautiful home, but he was thinking of buying something more tropical. And bigger as well." a raised brow in her direction was the only thing to indicate his curiosity. "What about your summer home? Is it still the same?" It had been a summer or two since Sehun and Chaerin ran the beaches together hand in hand, but he still remembers it vividly, sweet summers filled with laughter and even sweeter ice cream. 

chaerinslytherin

[slyjin-blog]

o;oc

slumps hello tis me 

i can finally focus on my replies and stop stress sleeping now that I know my final grades aren't as bad as I thought they would be phew I passed all my classes except one, but seeing as it was math it's understandable and... no one probably cares but my main point is 

I can fully work on my replies now and not worry phew ok yes 

resident poop is out

[gryeri-blog]

ha, and how do we get married if not dating? (—*she rolls her eyes, rubbing at her wrists—they didn’t hurt very much, that was true, but the action itself could lead to her brother being upset about his doings (don’t tell her she deserved it, she won’t take it).) sehuna, please. (—*her eyes are bright and huge, shining with happiness and joy pools of melted onyx as she turns to look up at him, taking his hand in hers. ) the subject is over, yeah? i do what i want with me hole, same with your pee pee. (—*her index finger lowers to his crotch’s direction, to make her point clearer. as he seems suspicious of her intentions, it doesn’t do well to her nervousness. her tongue goes immediately up to flick at her upper lip, a humming being his only reply for a while before she looks up at him again, lips pursed and hand tightening his.) we’re legal now. shouldn’t i always look young and pretty? the silver fades to gray after some time, and it makes me look like a crazy nanny—or a hoore, an old and mental one. (—*she shrugs it off, though it does bother her, quite a lot. )

[slyjin-blog]

Easy! You let me pick the guy out. I bet I could find a nice rich guy who would just... and you're not listening anymore... {/the usual, at some point she would tune him out, talking over him. he sighed} Okay, so you want to look like one of those god awful Christmas bulbs that Grandpa puts everywhere, ye? {/don't get him wrong, Sehun is a Christmas nut, but those stupid bulbs their Grandpa plants around the house... he's sat on a few and it is not getting glass out of your butt} Ah, but I guess if that's what you want then who am I do disagree... I have no say anyways. {/shrugging he allows her to pull him along} But what color are you planning to make me? I swear to god if you pull something like this summer I will never forgive you, you hear? I don't want to look like I can out of a unicorn's rear end with the damn rainbow and shit. You got that! {/she wasn't listening}

[slyjin-blog]

"you will not touch him!" ( MAKE IT ANGSTY LIKE U WHINED ABOUT )

Some quote tag shit

The air around the table was thick, there was an obvious tension and it was clear where it was radiating from. Their father was cutting at his dinner a little to forcefully and Sehun was just not eating at all, instead choosing to glare at the green beans like they had somehow wronged him (They were his father's favorite so that in themselves was enough for Sehun to classify a wrong doing). From across the table, his mother swallowed forcefully and cast a concerned look to his sister, something neither of the boys caught because when they weren't busy staring their food down, they were shooting hateful glares toward each other. 

"So... what did you do today, son--" 

Sehun was already on his answer before his mother could even finish her sentence, his tone harsh and glare biting as he stared his father down. "Nothing too interesting, but maybe you should ask Father the outcome of his meeting, you know, the one about that woman who was caught selling love potions to muggles. From what I understand everyone... got off without a hitch..." From across the table Hyeri coughed on a piece of bread and his Mother dropped her napkin. 

His father knew that he knew because Sehun had been standing right there when he open the door, arms crossed and nose scrunched, and the man didn't even have the decency to look guilty! He was angry! The nerve. 

His father's calm and collected voice spoke up, setting his silverware down carefully at he took his time wiping at his lips with his napkin. "It's true... the meeting went very well... we were able to reach an agreement." The tension was growing as Sehun clenched his fingers in the material of his pants and their mother and Hyeri looked between the two of them with wide eyes. "Much like how you and that ... friend of yours reached an agreement. You recall, don't you, Sehun? What was his name--"

"You shut your mouth!" Came Sehun's hissed reply and their mother visibly tensed. Their father was no stranger to striking the boy, mostly the result of his biting tongue taken from the very man he was spitting at. The butlers scuttling around the smaller of their dining rooms stopped in their tracks, eyes wide and blatantly staring at the family. 

"Excuse me?" His father looked shocked, surprised that his son would actually speak to him this way, and Sehun was shoving his chair back, standing to point a finger at him. 

"You heard me! That is none of your business, it is my choice who I keep as company! And in this day an age, what you do on a monthly basis is far worse than the friends I make. At least I don't carry on affa--" 

Blood on white carpet is always hard to get out and the butlers cringe when the oldest Oh twin spits out a bit of blood, just missing his shoe. Sehun has been slapped by his father before, the same reasons of shooting off his mouth standing, but by far this is the hardest he's ever met his palm. Their father was up out of his seat before he could finish and had landed a solid slap to his son's cheek, causing everyone in the room to jump. The tension was visible now, visible in how Sehun's eyes watered at the sting, the bit of blood staining his lips, the line of his father's arm, still raised and poised for another hit and most obviously his mother and sister, stone still in their chairs. Rough fingers gripped the young boy's chin as he was forced to face his father, nothing but hate and the urge to hit back written across his features. 

"You stupid boy! You have better learn your god damn place. I know things and you have no right to tell me what I speak of. I am your father! If I find it fitting to speak about your own little affair with that--" 

"Shut up, you prick." Sehun spat, drops of blood landing on the lapels of his father's suit. 

"Why you--" Hand poised to land another hit to the younger, Hyeri jumped up, the force causing her chair to tip back and crash, loud and startling on the marble floor. 

"Stop it! Stop it." She was around the table in a matter of seconds, small hands yanking at their father's arm in attempt to get him to release her brother. "Stop it, Father! You will not touch him again!" She wasn't crying, no tears were found in her eyes, only anger almost rival to his own. But, showing his true favoritism, he dropped his arms, allowing Sehun to stumble back and wipe at his busted lip with the back of his hand, smearing blood. "You will not lay a hand on him, Father!" And before their father could give an answer, or their mother could speak up, she was stalking out of the dining room, dragging a seething Sehun after her. 

But even as he let himself be pulled away, there was the bubbling feeling that this was not the last of it. They wouldn't sweep this under the rug like usual, Hyeri would let him and there would be a price to pay with his father...and possibly his sister too, if the way her nails were digging into his wrist were anything to go by. This was definitely not the last of this...

[oncekilled-blog]

perhaps it is the sibling duo you should watch out for. their anger is rumored to burn like a supernova; violence unrestrained.

(via oncekilled)

[gryeri-blog]

(—*a scoff finds its way out of her lips way too quick, and it is nothing as what her mother would think that suits a girl of her status. but her brother should know better before saying such things—even if it was a joke. ) yah, you! (—*she shouts out on their own private language, not giving two fucks if they are on the way on the hallway, surrounded by students; lifting a hand, she catches his ears and pulls on them hard.) who are you to say anything, uh? i’ve had this boyfriend for two yeas, two years! are you my father? are you my grandfather? you’ve just spent nine months on the womb with me and got out faster, you lil’ shit, watch your tongue. (—*she screams all of that, and when her hands lower and let go of his ears, they are flaming red. hyeri’s eyes widen and she blinks, aggressive expression immediately leaving her delicate face.) oh, my, does it hurt? i hope it does…a little. but about your hair.. (—*she turns around quickly, wetting her lips absently as if she wasn’t trying to pull her twin’s ears out just twenty seconds ago. her voice is down now, and she’s back to their mother’s tongue, the plain english, and she also starts walking, hoping he’d trail beside her.) you could pick. for mine, i want it golden. bangs and all.

[slyjin-blog]

{/he should know better than to tease his sister like that. she packed a punch. yelping in pain sehun clawed at her wrist in attempt to free his poor ear. she was going to rip it off.} I swear to god if you don't let go I will fucking smother you {/he replied almost automatically in their privately understood dialect which was mostly used when they were young, to his their sweet thefts from the kitchen} I'm your brother and I don't want you dating until you're married! Now let go you spawn of the underworld. {/once his ears were free he frowned, rubbing at them as he fixed her with a glare, but followed along anyways. it wasn't anything unusual, to be assaulted by the younger so even though he put up a fight, he really wasn't upset about it. he was used to it... unfortunately} We're still not done talking about this boyfriend thing... {/he mumbled. they weren't done if he had anything to say about it and boy did he have a lot to say. a sigh left his lips as she continued on to babble about their hair. the unusual color choice had his brow raised in curiosity} Why that color, huh? [/crossing his arms over his chest he thoughts were quickly pulled to what color he wanted even if in the end he knew he's let her pick, and it would probably be the exact same shade she would be sporting} 

[ggyulpuff-deactivated20150328]

The Sound of Music❁-->Amelia&Sehun

The castle was massive, although she had been a student at Hogwarts for months there was still so much she had not seen, like the practice rooms for the wizarding music students. Amelia would not know where they were if it was not for her sleep walking. She had awoken in one early that morning when gray turned blue, the cold making every shivering breath visible. Amelia had somehow manage to return back to the Hufflepuff Commons and into bed before everyone stirred. 

She was so busy covering for herself that she hadn’t noticed her wand missing until charms. By the end of the day, Amelia was strained because no wand meant no magic nor marks. She knew exactly where it was, the only problem was retrieving it. Aware she would not have the courage to face any of the music students, Amelia devised a plan: Wait until supper, leave early, and retrieve the blasted thing. 

Unfortunately, nothing ever really goes as planned. At first she only felt dread, until she closed her eyes to recount her day and the beautiful sound of the violin filled her. There was no way she could disturb him, the only way was a note. Amelia yanked a quill and a bit of parchment out of her bag and scrawled a note before flicking it under the door, woes temporarily forgotten: 

[slyjin-blog]

Blaine sighed as he shifted in his chair. His fingers were sore and he had been at this for a few hours. The room around him was dead silent and the only sound that broke the stillness was the slow drawl of his bow over the strings his violin. It had been months since he had broken open the case of his gleaming instrument. The only time he can get any real practicing in is during the school months, seeing as his choice of hobby isn't exactly welcomed by his father. Quite the irony as when his sister picks up her own she is praised to the high heavens and he only gains a scoff and a small shake of the head. 

But still, he isn't easily swayed by the man, not when the smooth hum of the cords and exciting leap of the notes are all too addicting to him. 

So he holes himself up in one of the music rooms, all empty at this time, and lets his fingers run over the strings, the bow draw out all the most perfect melodies. Almost never is he disturbed, on occasion his sister will visit to take up her violin next to him, or maybe sit herself at the piano in the corner of the room, and Baekhyun will sometimes be a nuisance, but generally, he remains alone. This evening interruption however, was an uncommon one. 

He was in a moment of quiet consideration, studying the sheet of music in front of him when he heard the scrape of paper of the stone and his attention was drawn. A note. A peculiar note at that. Once he had it in his hands and thoroughly read the words several times did he think, oh he should probably respond. Tearing out a scrap of paper he quickly scribble an answer to push back out the door. 

Hello there, 

I'm am terribly sorry, but there was no wand in sight when I entered this room. Perhaps you have left it in another music room? It can get quite confusing when they all look almost identical. 

As for an answer to your question... It is satisfying knowing that my talent is something that cannot be taken away from me and it can be shared with those I care about, yet... I am not accepted for my musical curiosity so that can cause quite a bit of loneliness when my own family does not recognize it. 

[pandreos]

let’s take a moment and appreciate sehun’s good looks

[gryeonsoo]

　　* JUST LIKE THIS : YSH ⇆ SHO

[gryeonsoo]

Curling a strand of hair behind her ear, Yeon Soo flashed him a bright grin, “Well, if that’s all, I think we can go our separate ways.” Albeit a nap did sound good right now, Yeon Soo didn’t want to go back to her room when none of her room mates were there. Nibbling her lower lip, she flashed the boy a hopeful grin, “Or maybe you can give me some time of day and we can just.. hang out? Going back to my dorms is going to be as dull as dishwater and you know, we can get some Butterbeer, or even stop by Honeydukes, and just, I don’t know, keep me company so I don’t go completely bonkers? Unless, of course, you have classes to go to in which case, I will go and find someone else to keep me company!”

[slyjin-blog]

"Oh, no no, she didn't make you out to be anything but-- uh..." He hesitated. Surly he couldn't just blurt out the words he had in mind, lovely, adorable, an overall wonderful person. No, that was much to embarrassing and glaringly obvious of his growing affection toward her. "Sweet." He settled for, fingers crinkling the package in anxiousness as he ducked his head. Stupid, stupid, became a mantra in his head.

"H-hangout?" Blaine squeaked because wow, if he hasn't made enough of a fumbling thing out of himself yet. "Sure, I, uh... yeah. I'd love to keep you company." He repeated his mantra of 'stupid, stupid, over and over in his head. He's never let a girl have this sort of affect on him, he simply wasn't the kind. But this girl, this girl that he's created an imaginary image of, his ideal girl so to speak, who turns out to be everything he had conjured up in his mind, is having such an effect on his normally stoic shelf, he was floundering. Nodding quickly and clearing his throat to hopefully clear some one the butterflies forcing their way up, Blaine set the package down on a nearby bench (he wouldn't be so much as cracking those books open since they were from his father). "We can go where ever you want to..." A weak smile forced onto his lips and hands pushing into his pockets, Blaine figured he was in deep to this whole crush thing and he hadn't even known this girl for more than ten minutes. Oh boy. 

[slyjin-blog]

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Send ღ for a LOVE/SEXUALITY headcanon.

Blaine is not one for long term relationships. He enjoys playing around and really doesn’t like to be kept down. Normally if he’s with someone for more than a month he’ll end it or call it a ‘fling’ and he never stays with someone for more than three months unless he’s very serious. He’s never had a crush on anyone (until now that is), though he does usually approach first. 

He’s had more relationships with women than men, in fact, he’s had none with men, though there was that one summer (he doesn’t bring it up anymore. He was just curious…. and it was just last summer). And he is not a virgin, but not easy by any means, though under the warm summer sun he does give in easier so most of his flings take place during the summer. 

[gryeri-blog]

(—*a smile is opened at the quick change of expression of his; quickly, she reaches up to put his hand down and link their arms. by the look on his face, her idea had been just on time—now, she’d be finally able to test out that new colour she had been wanting for years of old brown and silver, and she had a new doll only for her.) alright, i’ll let you try to pick up a colour. there are two options: one is dark, other is…different. only one is the best, but that’s your choice, of course. (—*if it wasn’t obvious, it wasn’t his choice, but she could always play it out as if it was. for his question though, she raises her eyebrows, puckering her lips lightly.) hmm, just a change, you know? i’m already seventeen, and i have a date to go on soon—i have to look fantastic, more than usual, of course.

[slyjin-blog]

{/ his brow raised in interest} A date? Did I say you could go on a date? I have to meet this boy first and give him the ol' 20 questions. What are his intentions? I'm a boy so I promise you they aren't good. {/he was being ridiculous, it was obvious and they both knew, but they were always like this. He'd always agree to her silly ideas} Well... {/he made a big show of sighing, slumping a little as if the choices were such a burden and it was almost impossible to pick. it wasn't} I guess I'll have to choice different because if I put you in charge of my hair, that's was it's going to come out as anyways. What were you even thinking? Not pink again... I'm pretty sure I almost got booted out of the house for that one. 

[lailani-raven-deactivated201411]

Loud Noises || Lailani & Blaine

[lailani-raven-deactivated201411]

Standing back up she reached to take the book back “Yeah, though this is probably my third time.” Shrugging Lailani tapped her fingers against the cover of Looking for Alaska. “John Green is one of my favorite authors” As she said that though she realized that she has many favorites and probably wouldn’t be able to choose if she had to. Trying to remember all the books she read she noticed the noise level rise “Merlin I can barely hear myself think out here..” 

[slyjin-blog]

"A muggle author." He mused. It was true that he had also read the books. Humming softly in agreement, he returned the book to her, crossing his arms over his chest. "Well it is about time for classes to be getting out. It's only understandable for it to be noisy." Giving her a once over he raised a brow. "I'd think that the common room for Ravenclaws would be the quietest place in the entire castle. Why aren't you there?" 

[slyjin-blog]

Laughter Lines // Blaine & Baekhyun

[ccyoongi-blog]

(...)

"i hope you know i’ll just put all blame on you." baekhyun innocently flashed a smile up at blaine, before pushing the jar against the other’s chest so he would take it. "and you will also release the things, because it’s not as shameful if you’re the one who gets beaten first.” friendship.

[slyjin-blog]

"First of all I expected that because you're a brat." He scoffed, though his words were teasing and his nose still scrunched up when the jar of mushy creatures were shoved into his hand. They were absolutely revolting, but that only made the whole of the prank all better. Pushing the other aside he cautiously gripped the doorknob. He had made sure his sister dearest was gone for the time being, it was vital to the plan, and sure enough when they had tiptoed into the blindingly pink room it was empty.

"And second, she'll have to find us to beat us. Us. Plural. As in you're getting it handed to you as well. If I'm going down you can best bet I'm taking you with me. Now go be a proper look out." With his free hand he shoved the other boy toward the door before turning his attention to the slimy beasts. Peeling back the perfectly made covers (of course made by the maid because Hyeri has never once made abed in her life) Blaine carefully unscrewed the jar and tipped it upside down, watching with a grimace as the few creatures took their merry time sliding down the glass. 

[slyjin-blog]

[ owl ] you my new fave

[owl] oh yeah. i'm movin up in the world

[owl] what did hyeri do?

[slyjin-blog]

( /drops her bag and tiptoes, trying to cover his eyes but failing miserably as yeon soo let out a whine ) why are you so tall? isn’t there a rule against that, or whatever? ( /laughs before reaching down into her bag, bringing out a yellow pepero box before offering it to the boy ) so apparently, it’s pepero day and my parents sent me a bunch to hand out to my friends! so obviously, my favorite slytherin gets one. ( /beams ) happy pepero day, sehun-ah! ( /picks up the bag before waddling away )

{/he was completely prepared to bat away the hands of his sister when the familiar sweet voice hit his ear and he was rendered practical useless. he didn't offer up the usual smart retort about his height and instead fumbled to take the treat he was offered} T-thank you-- {/an uncharacteristic squeak left the boy's lips as he watched her wander away} I'm... your favorite? {/cloud nine better prepare for his arrival}