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i’m running a blank on open starter ideas, so if you’d like a starter specifically from soo or lucia LIKE THIS POST and i’ll whip something up ? ALSO, if in the madness of my going out of the country, i have missed a reply from you or it’s my turn period on a thread let me know that too so i can work on replies ! <3
hello my darlings !! oh how i’ve missed you !! <3 i work late tomorrow but i’m excited to get back into the swing of things ... i’ll be posting up starters & doing replies tomorrow night. if you guys want to chat, just hmu on my discord or lmk if you need my id !
AU SERIES » HARRY POTTER AU
blood status: pureblood house: sixth year hufflepuff wand: 8¾", alder, unicorn core, quite flexible patronus: swan amortentia: strawberries, baking bread, cinnamon class she excels in: astronomy class she struggles in: arithmancy
cal or chungha. you can only save one.
i could never make a decision like that. i would probably freeze if i ever had to which would be the worst possible decision because then i would lose them both. i would try to save both ... if i couldn’t ... i’d probably go crazy. i honestly don’t know what i would do if something happened to either of them.
Okay, so I get you're nice and friendly and stuff, but... Do you really make THAT much of a difference in anyone's life? You just seem really replaceable, that's all!
oh ... um .... well, i don’t think anyone is replaceable so i’d have to disagree with you there but ... i hope that i’m making some sort of difference to someone’s life. otherwise, what’s the point of any of us existing ? if we don’t impact each other positively in some way?
What's your favorite part about your Peculiarity? Your least favorite part?
i love making what i call ‘sparklers’ ... it’s the first thing i ever did with my ability and it made it all feel so ... magical. just light and energy bursting from my fingertips like little fireworks. my least favorite part is how ... destructive my ability can be when my emotions aren’t in control. it scares me that i could really hurt someone and not be able to stop myself .... i’ve already done that twice, i never want to do it again.
&. soyecn
in a twisted, satire kind of way, soyeon dared to say she might’ve actually missed the clinically cold walls of the institute that had held them for the past few days. not that she ever did dare to say it, obviously, lest the rest of them get on her case for being a straight on basketcase on top of the cold hearted, vengeful bitch she had somehow created herself to be. as it was, she was already facing more problems than she knew what to do with —— let alone handle, and it was because of her continuous fuck ups that for the last day or so, as the rest of the loop huddled together in their groups of choice and being, she had purposefully avoided any sort of prolonged interaction with any of them. not because she was… afraid, no, of course not, that just wasn’t her ( but then again, maybe it was, seeing as she herself had no fucking clue as to who she really was. not really. not anymore. ) of all the things she had thought she’d known, none of them were true, and nothing about that made her confidant in her ability to seek the others out.
as god awful as their time in captivity had been, a tiny, minuscule part of soojin wondered if the whole ordeal hadn’t been some sort of twisted blessing in disguise. the thought alone nauseated soojin to think about when she considered just how many had died and how many of her friend’s had been straight up tortured -- but there was a u n i t y with the group now that she hadn’t felt since the days they were first thrown together in their rag tag team. each and every one of the peculiars had suffered in the past --- had seen the death and destruction that seemed to come hand and hand with just being who and what they were. however, they hadn’t experienced too much of it as a group -- hadn’t had a common enemy that united them in as real a way as those disgraceful scientists had. it had come at a time when soojin was certain their group was about to fall apart at the seams so, yes, that small, small part of soojin was thankful that the group was now more unified. with that unification, however, it became obvious that some of the others were straying away from the group -- one such individual being soyeon. soyeon. there was a whole other predicament that soo wasn’t quite sure about. she had always t r i e d to be kind and guide the girl in the right direction, but in recent months, soyeon’s cruel hardheartedness had seemed to outweigh even soojin’s patience and the two found themselves at odds quiet often. yet that didn’t stop her from worrying about the younger girl because she still had a hold on calvin’s heart and seemed to greatly care about them as well ( in her own way ). so ( against her better judgment ), soojin went in search of the other and found her, unsurprisingly, alone. “ hey, ” she murmured, slightly unsure of what to say now that she had actually found her.
&. chaenergy
“oh-! i didn’t even hear you come up! you’re quiet!” han lets an open expression of surprise morph across his face when he sees the petite figure of soojin suddenly enter the peripherals of his vision, hand coming up to dramatically press against his chest although he isn’t that startled. his gaze had been skyward, staring at the expanse of setting sun, enjoying it for everything that it was worth because he had missed it during their time locked away. being stuck in a room for too long had become mentally jarring, his incessant need to get out and do something practically crippling – and now that he was feeling better, hands safely hidden in his gloves once more and r e s t e d , the roof of miss nelson’s home had been the first place han had sought out on his own. it was SAFE. he wasn’t far. it was just enough of an escape to allow him to breathe and appreciate that he had survived; that they all had. that those he loved and those he had come to care for had made it out. soojin was included in that, and her appearance was welcomed. “you wanna sit with me?” he offers after a second, head quirking to the side questioningly as he motions to the emptiness beside him.
she had a habit of finding herself on the rooftops of the various homes they stayed in. soojin had always enjoyed the ability to stare up at the night sky and feel as if she could touch it while still being able to hear the sounds of her loved ones below. she found it to be one of the most calming sensations of being absolutely free yet tethered at the same time. so, it should come as no surprise that after such a horrible week that soojin found herself climbing to the top of miss nelson’s home in search of that solace. what she hadn’t expected was to find someone already there watching the sun set. soojin smiled apologetically when she startled han by popping her head over the edge of the roof. “ sorry, i didn’t mean to startle you, ” she murmured before accepting his invitation and plopping down in the empty space beside him. “ needed a bit of fresh air? ” she asked as she made herself comfortable and pulled her knees in to her chest.
&. zevi
immediately after hearing soo’s question, zevi sent his lips into a short trill before sneering accordingly. “of course not! I found these… lyin’ ‘round somewhere that ain’t important?” he countered, inclining his head forward to nuzzle her now short hair — which he found really precious and cute on her, not that it mattered or anything. sighing into her raven locks, zev encircled his arms around her waist to trap her tiny frame against his in a very snug embrace, he hadn’t given her one in a while and it made him think back to one of their past childish disputes — hugging did feel okay. “you smell something nice, soo soo.” he mumbled, shifting his crown to the side to press his cheek along her head. if you asked zevi why he was being so squishy with his ex he would probably shrug and say something stupid like ‘it’s just us’ or ‘fuck off’, both held the same meaning in an odd way, but it was just a comfortable habit he had with her. he was sure to keep the boundaries there and never did more than what he was doing now, hence things being content between the two.
soojin was certain that even a blind person would be able to detect zevi’s lie, but she liked to believe that she would see right through him even if he weren’t being blatantly obvious. she giggled, squirming in his grasp as his nose tickled her neck before re-positioning themselves with his cheek pressed to her head. soojin was being squeezed like a child hugged their favorite teddy bear, but she couldn’t really find it within herself to really mind. she truly did love this type of affection. “ mm, thank you, zev. are you going to share your snacks with me ? ” she asked, teasingly.
We are, as a species, addicted to story. Even when the body goes to sleep, the mind stays up all night, telling itself stories.
Jonathan Gottschall, The Storytelling Animal: How Stories Make Us Human (via giardinonymphe)
Well, you know, maybe when things are going good, you get scared and you look for reasons to doubt it.
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❝ I barely recognize myself. ❞
“ Is that so ? Well, I still recognize you. You’re still my Teddy -- so strong yet so fragile. My Teddy who thinks you can’t be happy or even deserve it because this is all going to disappear so what’s the point. Why be happy now if you’re going to be sad later ? ” Soojin smiled comfortingly as she shuffled behind him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She pressed her cheek against his and squeezed him. “That’s exactly the point, Teddy. Because if you’re going to be sad later, why shouldn’t you enjoy this fleeting moment of happiness called life ? ”
❝ I barely recognize myself. ❞
“ I think that happens to most of us. Especially those of us who have been around a long time. You have to constantly change and adapt to survive, Yeong. It’s not all bad. You just ... can’t give up. You can’t let that overwhelming fear win. People change -- but there’s always something ... even if it’s microscopic that always stays the same. You should take comfort in that. ”
"You're such a dork."
“ Well, yeah, ” Soojin giggled, shaking out her damp hair. “ But at least my rain dance made you laugh right ? Stop being so glum. We can still eat all our picnic food indoors. ”
