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msujaehyun​:

msujaewon​:

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     he rolls his eyes though, glancing at @msujaehyun in amusement. “i mean if we had all dressed up, we’d be the wrong species right? since edward’s supposed to be a vampire but he’s not.”

( ... )

he reels back with a teasing smile. “tell you what, i’ll just turn into a real vampire one day. isn’t that better?”

honestly, if @msujaewon​ and jaehyun had actually agreed to dress up as the infamous trio from twilight, junseong thinks he probably would have begged for them not to. it’s one thing to joke about it, but the twilight series really had sucked, and it’s not exactly something he longs to be associated with, day in and day out. it’s definitely not something that occupies his waking thoughts very much, if at all — and if it hadn’t been for hyeon, maybe none of them would have noticed the connection.

still, it doesn’t mean he can’t tease his friends for it now that they’re safe from any potential realities fulfilling that particular nightmare.

“well, i figured that since none of you were going to play along, i should shake things up a bit!” he argues. a whine of protest escapes his lips as jaehyun tugs on his ears, and he huffs at the other. “i am not a puppy,” he protests weakly. it’s the only thing he can really say, since it’s actually kind of hard to deny that his personality? it’s very much that of a golden retriever.

“And what if I was?” Kevin responded jokingly into the dark abyss. Despite how long they’d been in the “haunted house”, his eyes were still struggling to adjust to the lack of light. Despite this, he continued to wave his hand out at nothing, thinking that if the other did the same, it would be the first thing he’d find. Kevin’s theory was quickly debunked as he, instead, received a light slap across his cheek. Nothing he wasn’t used to, though.

“Are you trying to tell me something, bro? You want a kiss from Princess Leia, bro? C’mere!” The boy continued to joke with boastful laughter, scrambling up to his feet. Now, he stumbled forward in the darkness, both arms reaching out before him like a zombie. Seeing as he was close enough to accidentally hit him just a few moments prior, Junseong couldn’t have been very far. 

“Would it be cheating if we used our wands in here? Or would that attract some monsters and ghouls towards us? I don’t know if I want that.”

“disgusting,” junseong immediately backpedals from wherever kevin’s face had been previously, half-tempted to just flail a hand out in front of him to prevent the other male from potentially landing a kiss on him. “i have my own princess leia, thank you very much!” actually, he has no idea what his girlfriend is dressed up as, seeing as how she’d insisted on a “first look” of sorts. well, she’s in for a disappointment as his costume is just… pitiful. to say the least.

there’s the sound of something crashing at the same time that junseong accidentally walks backwards into something, and he yelps in surprise, immediately whirling around and apologizing to the prop… which, of course, does not reply at all. as expected.

     “why would i bring you back when you would’ve definitely deserved your death for dying in a mirror maze?” he asks, raising an eyebrow in poorly concealed amusement, though he doesn’t say anything else along those lines. he has a few thoughts of retorts he could give, mostly about not being into necrophilia or anything of the sort that he sort of just lets die on his tongue instead of voicing them.

     failing to stop himself from rolling his eyes, hyuk doesn’t say anything as he follows junseong to the mirror maze and instead just inwardly laments on how he had ended up in this situation. it’s not that he doesn’t want to go to the mirror maze—actually, that’s probably it—but he’s just not really one for too much social interaction. 

     or something.

     “is it actually dangerous?” he asks, very certain that no one was going to die from the mirror but wanting to make sure anyway. he wasn’t entering if he was going to be risking his life or something. not for junseong. wait, no, definitely not for junseong. if his life was on the line, he was backing out for sure. “or are you winding me up?”

he pretends to be horrifically upset at the other’s question, pleased that his friend just looks like he’s at least amused. “hey! what if this mirror maze is really hard, hyuk? like so hard that we need hints to get through? wouldn’t it be easy for someone to die in there?” he argues playfully.

when they’re about to enter and donghyuk asks seriously whether someone could actually die in there, junseong has to laugh. “it’s not really dangerous,” he says sheepishly. “i mean, i think i could definitely get lost in there and need a professor’s help to get out, but i heard that there’s a professor supervising the whole time because it is hard.”

truth be told, junseong is a little bit offended that donghyuk would really think he’d ever drag the other to an event where there was a chance for actual injury. unless it’s quidditch — then that’s a different story. quidditch is special, after all. more than anything, he’d just wanted the other to have a decent time on halloween, even if junseong was the butt of the joke.

msudotty​:

OKAY…….. pause. now hold on just a minute. what exactly is happening right now? is she being ignored? junseong doesn’t seem to notice her, and wow — he even goes as far as to pretend she’s not there, that he’s just ‘hearing voices’. wow. un-fucking-believable. this is so childish! dotty really thought junseong was better than this! 

“junnie!” she exclaims again, though this time, with less excitement, more annoyance. how dare he ignore her like this? this can’t go on. instead of striding alongside him, dotty instead moves so she’s in front of him, waving her arms in front of his face. ha! she’d like to see him ignore this. 

but… what? still no reaction?  “this is so fuckin’ childish! you’re really gonna keep pretending like you don’t see me?” this is honestly getting so ridiculous at this point, dotty is considering going as far as giving up, but— huh? 

what’s that he said? he should go see the nurse? something about a potion? ………………… a potion. oh. what was it that her potion did again? made people not… OH. it had made people not look at her. what the fuck? is she… invisible? well… that sure would explain things, but oh, how inconvenient that would be! she’s about to hope that maybe all the potion had done was turn her ugly, when a quick glance down confirms that yep, she sure is very much not visible. 

ugh, this sucks! how long does this potion last for again? she’s sure someone had mentioned it, at some point, but forgetful as she is, it hadn’t stuck in her mind. merlin, what is she going to do if she stays like this for hours? days, even? could it last for days? she hopes not — the thought of not being seen by a single person for days makes her shudder. 

first thing’s first, though, she has to make junseong stop believing she’s some kind of ghost, or hallucination, or whatever it was the younger was saying. “junnie!” her nickname for him is repeated, again, the annoyance again gone from her voice. “you’re not going crazy — i’m really here! i’ve just accidentally become invisible. who would have thought an invisibility potion would’ve been on top of professor jung’s list of things to start handing out to students? unbelievable, right?!” 

the fact that junseong continues to hear dotty’s voice is extremely concerning and disconcerting. he would much prefer for this voice to leave him alone on his way to the pumpkin patch, especially when he’s supposed to meet his girlfriend later. he doesn’t really want to be hearing voices the whole time that he’s supposed to be with his friends. no, thank you.

the voice is sounding more and more annoyed and junseong is starting to wonder if perhaps he needs to make a trip to the infirmary and talk to nurse sato, because he really thinks that hearing voices is not healthy, wizarding world or not.

the voice seems to read his mind, promising him that he’s not actually going crazy and that dotty is actually there, just invisible. “right, that sounds like something a ghost voice would say,” he replies to the voice and he’s even more convinced afterwards that he really is going crazy.

sometimes, junseong is forced to question his intelligence and sanity. but only sometimes! most of the time, he makes reasonably sane and sound decisions, but being around @msukiyoung? well, one might argue that it brings out the idiot in him, as the first time they’d accidentally gotten into an accident shouldn’t have led them to the stupid competition that they have going on. 

the first time he’d smashed a bludger just a tad too hard and broken kiyoung’s nose shouldn’t have been the start to an agreement of sorts. kiyoung probably shouldn’t have agreed when junseong had suggested that kiyoung could be the one to break his nose, next time. but it had worked out that way, and so far, they’ve managed to keep their... bargain going thus far. idiots, the both of them.

concluding, of course, with the game between suseong and hwaseong where suseong had lost. dramatically. junseong can’t say that he’s not disappointed for the loss, but at the very least, he did manage to break kiyoung’s nose, so not everything was lost, he supposes.

event starter: mokseong mausoleum

while most couples had opted to match, junseong and ( @msuchaeyeon ) are a little different. chaeyeon had suggested a “first look” kind of thing, and while junseong was 100% sure — maybe even 110% sure — that he was going to end up disappointing his girlfriend, he had agreed nonetheless. with all of his friends ditching him to dress up with their own significant others or friends, and his own girlfriend not even wanting to match, junseong is at an absolute loss.

his costume is rather… lackluster, even if he’s admitting it to himself. the furry ears, the scratches and claw marks over this face, the torn and ripped clothes in neutral colours… yeah, okay, he did a horrible job with his costume and he’s kind of ashamed of it.

especially when he sees his girlfriend standing by the doors, waiting for him so they can go out to the carriages (which are supposed to be romantic, or something), looking very very attractive in her costume. beautiful, really. coming up to her and dropping a kiss on her head casually, he stares at her in obvious, open appreciation.

for @msueloise — december 2019 

it’s not the first time junseong has been to a party but there are definitely a lot of people at this party that he’s never met before in his life. then again, he supposes it doesn’t help that he’s a freshman and hasn’t been at mokseong for very long, but regardless. he’s considering whether he wants to get another drink to help him loosen up, or whether he wants to go and make some new friends. it’s best to make friends while drunk, right? or at least tipsy. it’s definitely a lot easier, even for someone as extraverted as junseong is, it’s still hard for him to think of funny, interesting things to say with complete strangers.

he’s just about decided on getting another drink when he glances over and happens to make eye contact with a girl who is most definitely unfairly pretty. oh merlin. he half wants to go over and talk to her, just because she’s gorgeous, but he thinks he might need several more drinks before he can even dare to approach her. 

msuhyeon​:

he takes the knife and holds it in front of junseong, squinting as if he’s inspecting the other, a menacing grin on his face. “don’t be afraid, i’m not going to hurt you.” he doesn’t put effort into making that sound convincing in the slightest, it’s fun watching the older squirm in his pants, amused to see someone taller and bigger casting him a look of fear. “or maybe i will, who knows? the future is bright, but bleak for you.”

raising his eyebrow, he hums. “question marks, though? i mean, why—that doesn’t make much sense, does it? to each their own.” junseong is allowed to do whatever he wants, especially when hyeon just threatened him like he did (not on purpose, but he had fun seeing junseong afraid even if for a moment).

with a wave of his wand and a small enchantment, he turns the pumpkin pink. “see? how does this look?” as if to put on a show, he shoves the knife into the pumpkin, before slowly carving out an eye. “it has your colour, i’ll name it junseong number two: the better version. why? because it’s smaller than me.”

“this is horrifying, especially with your outfit,” he remarks with a huff, squinting at the other male. honestly, it had taken him a bit to recognize hyeon at first, seeing as how the other is now currently sporting long red hair and green skin and a skin-tight outfit. definitely not what he expects to see from hyeon, not at all, even if the other does look startlingly... well... pretty. 

“are you going to summon all your plants and take over my dead body,” he laments with a pout as he squints at the pumpkin in front of him. maybe he should charm it green and carve hyeon into it after all. maybe the freshman won’t kill him and sacrifice his body to the plants if he gives him some kind of offering. 

msuclaude​:

fate is for losers,  isn’t it?  he’s read it somewhere,  how one should be taking matters in their own hands rather than waiting for a miracle to be brought along by lady fate.  but claude,  always opting for the easier,  less complicated option,  does place his trust in fate right now,  in the whole ordeal of having his soulmate’s name revealed in form of apples.  

of course he tries not to make it too obvious,  his greed and desire to have either an h or an e revealed in front of his eyes,  but the way he dips his face inside the water and tries to snatch an apple with his teeth a bit too eager gives everything away.

“hah!  i got one!”  he cheers victoriously after the unpeenth try,  voice muffled by the apple stuck between his teeth.  his love for a woman he cannot have guided him to victory!  he thinks so,  at least.  the apple is quick to be peeled using a spell he actually knows to use properly and he gives his friend a look,  intense and drawn out,  as if to build up the whole dramatic flair this very moment requires.

“it’s not like i care about what i get.  pft.  why should an apple tell me my soulmate?”  a half-hearted bluff.  regardless,  he tosses in the peel,  raises his hands in a near puerile way to cover his eyes.  “t - tell me what i got!  be honest,  junseong!”  maybe luck will be on his side for once.

he’s much less concerned about the idea of a soulmate, and more interested in fetching an apple to eat it. if the peels really are charmed, which he doubts they are, he wonders if the charm is disturbed at all by the teeth marks that inevitably mar the apple.

claude can pretend all he wants that he’s not worried of the outcome of this apple event, but junseong can read the setter somewhat more easily after their time together on the volleyball team, and he can tell that claude is nervous. now, junseong isn’t exactly sure of the situation that’s going on, but at the very least, he does know the name of claude’s love interest. thankfully, because it means that in the case of these apple peels really having no charm whatsoever, he can probably rearrange it before claude notices. 

he manages to snatch up an apple in his teeth right after claude manages, grumbling because his face and hair are soaked. merlin. bobbing for apples is a lot harder than he remembered! 

“uh huh, whatever you say,” he replies to the other’s obviously full-of-bravado statement, watching as the peel falls into the water. “uh, hang on.” he says as claude covers his eyes, using his body to block off the other’s view as he squints into the water. huh. well, if that’s meant to be a letter, junseong definitely can’t tell what letter it’s actually meant to be... with a finger stuck into the water, he carefully adjusts the peel so it forms what could pass for an e... or at least, he hopes so. 

msudonghyuk​:

     he’s literally minding his own business when he hears his name—he hadn’t been planning on partaking in many of the festivities around the whole halloween event thing, considering he didn’t even have a costume or a plan to wear one—but when he recognizes the voice, he has a feeling that he won’t really have a choice in the matter. junseong is someone who’s been consistently bothering him since orientation and while he doesn’t mind, he also does mind. not too much, but sometimes he does. 

     today is fortunately not one of those times.

     “i think you’re being unnecessarily dramatic,” hyuk comments, sniffing slightly in amusement and he pretends his interest hasn’t been piqued slightly by the other’s words. he can’t help but roll his eyes though, still thinking that it was probably nothing too crazy that the other could actually die in. probably. right?

     “i don’t think you can die … you’d probably come back as a ghost and haunt your dorm room or something,” he adds after a moment of thought, tilting his head slightly to the side and pressing his index and thumb against his chin, frowning as if he was deep in thought. “you’d be extra annoying as a ghost … so i guess i’ll come. so you can’t haunt me later, if you die.”

“hmm, you might be right there,” he concedes easily enough, grinning at the shorter male. “but you’re totally right, i would come back and haunt you specifically, just to annoy you until you gave up and performed some kind of ritual to bring me back to life! or maybe until you exorcised me. i guess that’d be an option, too.” he taps on his cheek curiously, contemplating the different situations that they could potentially end up in. 

“anyways, i promise that since you’re coming with me, i won’t haunt you if i die,” he holds out his pinky solemnly, though there’s definitely a smile tweaking at the corners of his mouth, his expression pleased. he’s just happy that hyuk is willing to come along, as sometimes the other male is not very receptive. 

jieunmsu​:

at some point, she’s going to have to talk to him — she knows that. while avoiding him forever might be possible, it’s not something that would sit well with her own conscience. because while they might not be dating anymore, and they might not have talked in years, jieun has to admit she does still care for him. it had surprised her at first, the pang of longing she felt in her chest when she had first seen him, then during his countless attempts to strike up a conversation with her. not a longing for their past relationship, she’s way past that, but for their friendship. their friendship that had been in the process of being rebuilt, they were getting along better than in months, but then— 

the impossible had happened, and it’s almost as if jieun had fallen off the face of the earth. she won’t say her life has ever been particularly easy, but losing her mother made the rest of it feel like a walk in the park. her only comfort had been in the kang family, who had helped her back on her feet, helped her continue living. but everyone else? they’d gotten radio silence from her. not a single word, for years. 

which she’s now realizing is coming back to bite her in the ass. other acquaintances had gotten over it easily enough when running into her again at mokseong, but junseong? things were different with them. they have a history together, and jieun must admit that despite the shitty circumstances she had found herself in back then, the way she had ignored all of the younger’s attempts to contact her had been equally as shitty. 

and now, they’re at an impasse. junseong keeps approaching her, she keeps ignoring him. but this game of cat and mouse can’t go on forever. with a sigh, she actually stops this time, turning around to face him as he runs up to her. 

“hi,” she responds dumbly. wow, great going, jieun. you’ve been ignoring this guy for years, and all you can manage to say to him is ‘hi?’. “what, uhm… what’s up?” yeah, okay, because that made her sound so much smarter.

honestly, when she stops and actually responds to him, it catches junseong so off guard that he isn’t even sure what he’s supposed to say next. especially because her reply is so... ordinary. like nothing had gone wrong. like she hadn’t vanished off the face of the earth for a few years. like she hadn’t been ignoring his attempts to reach out the past few weeks. somehow he’d expected something different — whether it was anger, annoyance, apologies, or even apathy... but he hadn’t expected her to act like absolutely nothing had happened.

“nuna,” he repeats, dumbfounded, his expression a mixture of hurt and confusion. he has so many questions for her, it’s hard to sort through them and figure out exactly which one he wants to ask her first. where were you? is probably the most pressing question he’d like to ask. but he also wants to know why she’d been ignoring him, why she hadn’t said anything, what she’s been doing — there are so many questions junseong has for his ex-girlfriend who he’d loved dearly that he can barely get ahold of himself.

event starter: mokseong mausoleum

he kind of wonders if he should have maybe gone as a vampire, per his name, just for the sake of the joke. but instead, he’d chosen to go as a werewolf, figuring that his hair colour suited it a bit better. pink simply isn’t what he thinks one would expect from a vampire. they’re supposed to be dark or cold, and then there’s him with his peachy pink hair... 

well, anyways, it doesn’t matter. because neither @msujaewon or @msujaehyun had agreed to dress up with him! 

rude. they’re literally the twilight trio, junseong is very much of the opinion that they should have come together to really make the joke stick in everyone else’s minds. but instead, none of them are really matching their “characters,” so to speak.