#crxhan

@crxhan - Continued from here

It was the last night of the trip and it was marked by the huge bonfire where students and fellow professors could relax after some time dealing with dragons and all sorts of magic the island had to offer. Because he was a professor most of his time was spent making sure no one got into terrible danger and also to give further guidance on unique magical plants, only to be found in New Zealand.

He loved it.

However that also meant he couldn’t check in with every single one of his students and that included Han, whom he now found sitting by the fire alone. He had a soft spot for the kid, having met him in almost another life before, when he was still travelling. Now many things had changed which lead them both to where they were.

He takes the hint and sits down next to the student, giving his bad leg some rest while he’s at it, and leans in once he speaks. More like mumbles, yet Jasper still understands, smile faltering slightly as a frown forms between his brows at the odd question.

“Running out of time?” he thinks briefly, not wanting the memories to overwhelm him but he lived with the feeling almost daily at some point. It was better now but there were certain nights when he couldn’t help but feel like he had a countdown until his past got him for good.

However this was no time for such conversation and he brings his smile back, reassuring.

⚡ : How does your muse feel about storms? Are they afraid of them, or do they calm them?

INTERROGATION STARTERSSTATUS: ACCEPTING.

the slytherin possessed a brave heart, always running wild at any opportunity without fallouts. but, they were some cases where some circumstances are shoved in the middle of the seemingly empty road. she stared at it as the professors roamed the common room. their eyes darting to every crevice to detect any troublemakers. which, she herself could classify as one right one.

you’ve got mail ! ( accepting )

she doubts it’s meant to sound ominous, but satomi gives a start at the words, pressing a hand to her chest to calm her racing heart. the corners of her mouth take a sharp downturn as she glances over at han, a fellow slytherin and upperclassmen, but an odd one as she’s ever met. less than an enigma yet  more than ordinary. she has a hard time reading him, and anything that gives her a hard time is automatically suspicious. hence, han kang is suspicious.

“i thought you were asleep,” she says, shifting further away and widening the distance between them. satomi stumbled upon him by accident on her way to the greenhouse, just a lone green figure slumbering by the shores of the lake. curiosity overtook her and she came over to investigate. she hardly expected him to wake up the minute she sat down. satomi likes to think she’s fairly stealthy; one doesn’t become a reporter if one is a clumsy, lumbering giant. “i actually wondered if you were dead; i couldn’t see you breathing.”

tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, she stands up and brushes the grass from her robes. “i wasn’t going to subject you to anything strange, if you’re worried about that,” she adds. her manicure’s fresh and her interest, upon discovering this was nothing more than a simple nap, has evaporated. “but you should consider moving further away from the lake. the merpeople get agitated this time of year.” she delivers the warning with a bright, helpful smile, though privately marvels at how good of an article someone being abducted, drowned, or otherwise mauled by merpeople would make. 

Headcanon Time - Accepting!

Has your muse had any injuries in the past?

To put it delicately,Winston is rather accident-prone. He has not had any serious injuries, thankfully, but bumps, breaks, and bruises have been far too many to count! He’s a bit of a clumsy fellow. Tall, broad and long-limbed; just gangly enough to cause trouble, it would seem! Winston could possibly be the most unintentionally destructive person you’ll ever meet. It’s intensely embarrassing how many things this Ravenclaw has accidentally demolished. He feels like his habit of being unable to control his body detracts from his overall intelligence. After all, what sort of knowledgeable person can’t control his or her body? He feels almost directly responsible for Felix developing an interest in healing magic for the sheer multitude of times he’s had to sit by helplessly after Winston obliterated something and himself in the process.

you’ve got mail ! ( accepting )

“dude.” this is all kinds of unfair. malcolm is laying it all on the line here, if by ‘all’ means the contents of his wallet and ‘the line’ is the slytherin house table. ‘laying it’ is also just a haphazard spread of several knuts, a couple of sickles, and a single galleon meant to entice han into grand theft muggle—which is a working title. the minute malcolm thinks of a better one, he’s making edits. it was probably a good idea to hold off on the commemorative tshirts, in that regard. “listen, this could benefit the both of us.”

he fails to mention how, choosing instead to pause meaningfully, hoping han comes to his own conclusions. if malcolm actually had more time to plan this out better, he could’ve come up with a laundry list worth of stuff, but this was, like many things, born of impulse. “i heard you like poptarts. i too like poptarts.” it all comes back to poptarts. “the thing is, i’m banned from a couple of muggle supermarkets, so i would like, really appreciate it if you could help me stock up?”

so maybe it’s not grand theft muggle as much as a heist? but one where you pay for the stuff you want to take. whatever. logistics. “you can keep some of the boxes if you want! and i have coupons!” how can you say no to coupons? he gives han his best puppy dog eyes and clasps his hands together pleading. “please? i’ll owe you for life.”

EMOJI HEADCANONS - ACCEPTING ☽

Hearts Headcanons

♡: how does my muse act, consciously and/or subconsciously, around people they are romantically interested in?

   Consciously i’d say Timothy behaves in a more attentive manner, even going out of his way to be more chivalrous than usual. Not that he is a careless man otherwise, but there is always that little extra effort he puts into making the one he is interested in swoon and feel like he/she is the only Timothy has eyes for.