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[cralecc-blog]

GRYFFINDORS TROUBLESOME TRIO * @crdane  &  @creunxce  &  @cralecc​

⤷ “ i bet you a weeks worth of homework you cant swim all the way out to that rock”

[crelliott]

the remains of

               [w]hat is the point in worrying oneself too much about what one could or                could not have done to control the course one’s life took?                                                                                        --- k. ishiguro ( @creunxce )

                                                                     ♚

he’s drunk---or, if he’s not yet, he’s getting there. firewhisky coursed through his veins, along with the overwhelming amount of courage the drink brought with. he’s swaying, empty shot glass in hand. fingertips run over the rim, pads of finger ghost along the curves of the glass. he’s stalling.

                                                                                          ---for good reason, though.

a clear of throat. a scratch of neck. elliott baek watches eunice eom from across the way; she was just as beautiful as three years ago, maybe even more so. a sigh. the grip of his hand possess the sides of the glass, his other reaches for the near-empty bottle of liquor. a pour of red, then gulp---that familiar burning sensation greets his lips, and he grimaces. here we go.

                               intoxication keeps him unaware. keeps him deaf. keeps him                                bold. he approaches her, and the devil on his shoulder mocks.                                 took you long enough.

“eunice--” he hopes his voice is loud enough, is above the booming music. “can we talk?”

[cryeonmi-blog]

“you feel warm.”

now had this been anyone else, she would’ve been less than impressed. 

but this is a special case, featuring a very special woman. eom eunice is a gift; a goddess sent from the high heavens, and yeonmi doesn’t hesitate to admit that she is, perhaps, one of the most devoted followers of them all. and if said goddess wanted to play doctor, then fuck, she’s more than welcome to do just that.

“ah, really?” she mutters breathlessly, feigning concern to the hand pressed against her forehead. a difficult task, of course, when it takes every inch of her to not stare blatantly at the gryffindor. unlike her father, it isn’t alcohol that leaves her weak. rather, it’s close contact with a girl who’s perfection personified—or any girl, for that matter.

so it best explains, then, why the following words slip from her lips due to the internal struggle:

“it must’ve been from all the running i did to get to your heart.”

well, it could’ve been worse. 

[crcai-blog]

worthy

@creunxce

☾ — I'm 19 and I'm on fire 。.:*・

There’s an eerie feeling the  Diagon Alley seems to emit, the scent of a lurking dragon’s breath roasts through the street walls and cold pavements. And yet, there’s nowhere else to find better hand-me-down robes at. The alley is like a black market, a sanctuary for wizards who need things with a low price. 

Cai lifts the hood of his robe over his head, not wanting to be recognized as a metamorphmagus outside the castle, especially since he can’t control his emotions and how his hair changes color without his proper consent. He turns to another alley, only to sight a familiar student from Hogwarts. To be fair, they’re both not on the same side of the coin, especially since the girl seems to have a rather special hatred towards Cai. 

Just like him, there seems to be hand-me-down robes sticking out of the paper bag she’s carrying. Which doesn’t really concern Cai, so he moves to just walk past her. But the second he takes a step forward, a group of witches and wizards start to hurdle around her, a tattoo carefully inked on their skin-- dark wizards?

[crelliott]

( ✉ ➝ put the phone down ) like *this* ( ✉ ➝ put the phone down ) like --drowning. i feel like im fucking drowning ( ✉ ➝ put the phone down ) is it my fault then?? ( ✉ ➝ put the phone down ) i know what i said ( ✉ ➝ put the phone down ) one month ( ✉ ➝ put the phone down ) ok ( ✉ ➝ put the phone down ) just because i dont think we should be together doesnt mean im over you ( ✉ ➝ put the phone down ) doesn't mean you can parade your new love life all over like it doesnt fucking hurt me to see

[ imessage :: eom taeri ] and what do you want me to do?[ imessage :: eom taeri ] save you?[ imessage :: eom taeri ] just say the word, eunice, and you know i’d come running[ imessage :: eom taeri ] give me one good reason why we shouldn’t be together[ imessage :: eom taeri ] just one[ imessage :: eom taeri ] because if you’re not over me[ imessage :: eom taeri ] and if i’m—[ imessage :: eom taeri ][ imessage :: eom taeri ] why did we break up

[crelliott]

( ✉ ➝ put the phone down ) you are so fucking unfair ( ✉ ➝ put the phone down ) you like her? you really like her? ( ✉ ➝ put the phone down ) how can you like her when im still like this ( ✉ ➝ put the phone down ) like-- it's so fucked up ( ✉ ➝ put the phone down ) you're so fucked up ( ✉ ➝ put the phone down ) how is it that im the only one fucked up over us ( ✉ ➝ put the phone down ) fuck

[ imessage :: eom taeri ] what do you mean?[ imessage :: eom taeri ] like what, eunice?[ imessage :: eom taeri ] please enlighten me[ imessage :: eom taeri ] because as far as i remember, i was the only one fighting for us about a month ago[ imessage :: eom taeri ] and *you* were the one who shot us down

[cralecc-blog]

( ✉ ➝ alecnator ) you are DEad ( ✉ ➝ alecnator ) come face ur punishment like a man

[ SMS ✉ ➝ eunbun ] if i wanted to die i would have gone to prof yong[ SMS ✉ ➝ eunbun ] you’re supposed to be my friend!![ SMS ✉ ➝ eunbun ] ive already accepted my punishments 

[cralecc-blog]

( ✉ ➝ alecnator ) i'm going to punch you in ur big head

[ SMS ✉ ➝ eunbun ] message error[ SMS ✉ ➝ eunbun ] please try again later