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[honeycdtones]

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       SETTING: OUTSIDE THE GREAT HALL, 1:24PM        CHARACTERS: A PISCES AND A TAURUS (@bvbblin​)

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     by all means, she shouldn’t be eavesdropping. it is none of her business whether or not teddy nam does well on the upcoming potions exam. but the ravenclaw is unable to help herself after all—you see, she is all too aware of the ravenclaw heartthrob at any given moment (his daily schedule, the amount of sugar and milk in his coffee—they’re friends, she insists, insists on a moot point, as if the way her heart trembles in his vicinity isn’t already a dead giveaway. teddy nam? taurus. yeah).

     and she swears this is out of friendship, the brilliant fluorite folded into her palm. for motivation. for stress. it’s normal to gift such a thing to a friend right?

     right, it is. you’re totally fine, syd. totally valid. the ravenclaw waits nervously outside the great hall, having spotted the quidditch captain slip in for lunch a while ago. totally valid. rina would—a small audible gasp slips out, near scandalized by the realization. rina. one super duper best friend, one drawn out pact between youths and their mutual crush. is this really legal? is it really? was there terms against gifts in the grand scale of their “agreement”? was there?

     is this breaking clause 2b of—”ah!” her eyes widen, barely noting her object of affection the boy (the very very mutually agreed upon boy) walking right past her in time. which was it? what should she do??

     here, i feel it is necessary to clarify the extent of sydney jung’s ability to think in the face of pressure—the fact that she had absolute NIL. the crystal out of her grasp before she fully realizes what ghastly wrong she had committed. all this, a spell for chaos (for the end of times, the wheezing shrill voice in her head exclaims, it’s fucking over sydney you fucking dolt), happens agonizingly slow.

     his name slips out. he turns. the rock collides against skin.

     oh my god. “o-oh my god!” good one, syd. “t-teddy!! are you okay?"

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[nikolaism]

—   ᴅᴜsᴛʏ  ,  @bvbblin​   —

            for a ravenclaw seeker, his strategy is rather deceitful in nature.  where he lacks in strength and endurance, he excels in speed, agility, and most importantly, composure.  his tactics capitalize upon these traits in the form of simple mind games:  feints galore---he’d lead opposing seekers into ridiculously fast nosedives and chases  &  if not that, terribly close calls with bludgers and other players.  and he would do so until they lose composure.  the more apprehensive---the more precarious---the other becomes, the more likely they are to make mistakes.  and in sports like quidditch, the smallest mistake  &  the slightest delay in reaction time could result in a loss.

            the beauty of his strategy is that everyone knows about it by now, but even then, no one has truly found a way to offset it.  once he jets off, he leaves his counterpart with two immediate options:  one - attempt to race him at top speed and risk getting injured if he’s faking, or two - stay back and stay safe, but risk losing the snitch.  his ever-stoic expression comes in handy here---it’s rare that someone’s able to discern whether he’s seen the snitch or not.  &&  but of course, his strategy doesn’t come without its innate flaws.  sometimes, when he’s pulling a feint, the other seeker would spot the snitch and go after that.  usually, he’d race after them------today just happens to be the exception.

            he ends his fake nosedive with two feet planted firmly on the ground  &&  a few seconds later, the crowd donning bright canary yellow erupts in cheers.  the final score?  180-30.  hufflepuff wins by snitch alone.

            his quick resignation is met with frustration, disappointment.  disbelief.  “you could’ve at least tried,”  one of his teammates hisses, mid-land.  he turns to them, eyes sharp, words sharper:  ❝ are you actually surprised? ❞  he’s been late to practice the last three times  ( arguably by choice! ),  so is this really shocking behavior for nikolai yeun?  with a scoff, he turns away  &  in an unfortunate twist of events, comes face-to-face with the quidditch captain himself.  ❝ i suppose you have some choice words for me, too. ❞  for the first time in a while, he’s the one who has lost composure.  ❝ i don’t want to hear it, dustin. ❞

[holiliday]

      HOLLY HAD REACHED peak irritation. no, she’d reached that long ago. this was something else. panic, perhaps? she’d allowed herself to get swallowed up by the meat of the party - the dancers and those practically dry humping in plain view. disgusting. she’d lost chacha long ago, though she’d never held any hope that she’d remain in sight for the entirety of the party. nessie was.... another issue to deal with entirely. this left holly entirely alone and for once she wished she wasn’t. at this point she’d settle for any familiar face to serve as a life preserver. literally anyone. and her prayers were answered. 

      ‘ dustin! ’ the call is a mixture of both excitement and relief. she practically ran to catch the other’s attention, firmly clasping a hand on either shoulder. ‘ you have no idea how glad i am to see you. ’ was that the truth serum talking? ‘ i feel... i feel like i’m socially drowning out there. save me, please. ’ @bvbblin

[hclyknot-blog]

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     𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐎 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋. that has always been a given. regan nam, the storm of a woman who tore through anything and everything for what she wanted. merciless. even now, intoxicated and on some sort of high that’s kept her in high spirits throughout the night. she did as she wished.

           how else could you explain it now?            regan nam standing before dustin kang. disaster in the making.

     “hi.” the flush on her skin is parts alcohol and parts something else, almost gushing (almost regretting) as she reaches out, fingers pinching at flannel fabric. “i like your costume, dus’.” regan grins, the pretty curve on her lips considerably playful in the face of an ex-boyfriend she’s cared too much about. “let me guess, sexy cowboy?”

                                                                                             — for @bvbblin.

[honeycdtones]

$ # ø %

Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.

( MESSAGE TO : 🐻RINA BEAR🐻 🤠dustin🤠)

    ➝ RINA,,… hurry!!!!!     ➝ im in the third floor bathroom!!!!! bring me my tAmPoN 🤪🤪🤪🤪🤪    ➝      ➝     ➝     ➝ wait you never got this    ➝ this is a dream    ➝ ur dreaming    ➝ jokes    ➝ girls dont have periods hahahah    ➝     ➝     ➝     ➝ please do not talk to me for 48 hours i am so sorry going ✈️✈️✈️obliviate

Send “#” for a RANDOM text.

( MESSAGE TO :  🤠dustin🤠)

   ➝ how does one get the nickname dusty    ➝ dust allergy???    ➝ really bad at vacuuming????   ➝ i want a -y nickname its cute…   ➝ oh wait sydney hahahahahahaha

Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.

( MESSAGE TO :  🤠dustin🤠)

  ➝ how does one get the nickname dusty   ➝ dust allergy???   ➝ really bad at vacuuming????  ➝ i want a -y nickname its cute…  ➝ oh wait sydney hahahahahahaha

Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.

( MESSAGE TO :  🤠dustin🤠)

 ➝ do you think thestrals can see each other? ➝ or do they live in life thinking they’re by themselves till they witness death and then they can see each other and its ????? ➝ also would they have a reflection??????? or are they like vampires??? ➝ i think i should go to the forbidden forest and check this theory out…

[dolyns-blog]

@bvbblin

the setting is late noon, middle courtyard, under the oak tree. premise? gwendolyn lim nestled into fresh cut grass and dustin kang beside her, doing whatever it was he does. this is routine, a norm among the two. sunday afternoon is best spent in unity, under rays of sun peaking through leaves, under the comfort of each other’s presence, catching up. throughout the years at hogwarts, various bonds formed and strengthened, losing time in daily schedules for each other is a given. not that there was anything in particular owed to one another. but, there is a bit of an unrest that settles after prolonged absence (the ache that swarms, puts pressure on her chest just slightly) that’s hard to ignore. even for gwen.

so, these hours slotted specifically each other. slotted for whatever it was they did together. so long as it was together. now, however, the usual vibe of ease seems the slightest unhinged.

context? her heart palpitates at the recollection of the last moment together (vivid images that flicker through the mind, the heat of his touch, pounding in her ears, almost), twists at heart strings, prompts confusion that fogs the mind. even now it leaves her doing naught but resting on the field, head settled on top of her cloak, in her hands a small fidget toy, shoes knocking together absently. and her eyes? stubbornly faced upward. near avoiding it.

but, gwen would never so much as ask. matters as such should be treated delicately. as is the gist of their relationship; the last fragile, precious thing she has to her soul.

“so,” voice soft, she starts slow, fiddling with the toy in hand. “how was costume shopping with your fans?” a quiet hum, the tease in her words is evident. till this day, she isn’t sure as to how dustin still didn’t see it. “did you decide on a cowboy theme again?”

[chaoticgoodz-blog]

          there are butterflies in rina’s stomach. not literal ones, of course, she would never eat a butterfly. it’s not everyday that one gets to go out with their crush and their best friend. then again, she is a student so it’s not like that’s actually possible. but that aside, rina is ecstatic, to say the least. she walks around hogsmeade with a slight bounce in her step, practically radiating happiness as the three of them shop for halloween costumes. now, where can she find a pair of moth wings? “ oh — ” she runs ahead of them to hold up a cowboy costume on display outside a store. “ look, dusty! you should totally wear this to the party. don’t you think so, syd? ”

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