#msuxander

✉ : r u free? ✉ : meet me in the dungeons ✉ : bring condoms

|| closed starter ☆ @msuxander​ ☆ || This was the moment, Changmin was finally going to confront this mystery man who’d been eluding him for days now, the mystery person who’s picture had been kept and thoughtfully hidden away in a charmed box in his father’s study. His father’s study! Who was this person? Why was there newspaper clippings of this person from childhood till now in a box that clearly was never meant to be seen by anyone but his father, why did they exist? Why were they secret? Who was this person? This.. Han Yoogeom. Why did he have his family name? Not that it wasn’t impossible for someone in the world to share the same family name as him, but to find a photo with a date and an age and that name written on the back in his father’s. STUDY. It was all too much of a “coincidence” for him, so he had to find out who he was. He’d searched all over school for him, asking around for a Han Yoogeom, age 24, but no one had heard of him, which he thought was crazy because here he was on this photo in his Mokseong Uniform at his graduation and the article that had come with it clearly stated he was attending grad school here. It wasn’t until he confronted his friend Sage’s aunt Forsythia that he got any sort of useful information. “Xander Maxwell?”  After a lot of back and forth about who he was and who he couldn’t possibly be, and how “you really shouldn’t talk to someone like him, he’s yada yada yada”, Changmin stopped listening once the conversation had nothing else that he wanted to hear and he was off to find out more about Xander Maxwell. He knew the Maxwell name well enough, he and his mother liked to keep up with all the influential wizarding families around the world, especially the dark ones. They were mom’s specialty when she worked as an Auror and he always found it fascinating to learn more about them, he always believed there was usually a deeper meaning or reason to why any of them did what they did, which might seem to be a bit naive, but it helped him keep an open mind and not just see them as evil monsters that should just be locked away forever. Of course some of them are bad enough that it should land them in prison, but he didn’t think everyone in a dark wizarding family were the same. Which is why he didn’t heed Forsythia’s warning and he kept digging for more info that could lead him to Xander. Finally, after days of planning and quality detective work, if he did say so himself, he’d figured out the perfect way to get close to “Xander” that would force him to talk to him. Changmin sat with his hands folded in his lap as he waited for his tutor to meet with him, now that the moment was actually here he found himself a bit nervous, his eyes continued to drop to the photo of a smiling graduate with people, who he could assume were his parents, patting him proudly on the shoulder and he wondered who he was beyond this sepia toned newspaper clipping. When he heard the door open his head shot up and he covered the photo with both hands, looking to the real version of it and offering a nervous smile. “H-hello! I’m sorry if I’m too early, I always like to be punctual to these sorts of things, especially on my first day.” He let out, trying to begin with pleasantries before he brought up the true reason for being here. 

@msuxander

     Ethan found Halloween to be a holiday which he really enjoyed more than he probably should. Why? Well that was simple really, because he enjoyed really messing with others and scaring them especially when this particular holiday came around. The fact that things such as ghosts could scare others so easily just made his job even easier when it came to finding a good place to hide and jumpscare those that were unlucky enough to pass by him.

     Tonight though, Ethan had other plans besides just scaring other students. He had to figure out a way to get back at Elodie for messing with Insu like she had been lately, knowing that she was doing it to mess with him but still he had to get back at her for it. What better way to do that than to find Xander and partner up with him to do all of this? With that thought in mind he had gone on a little hunt for the other male and when he spotted Xander he couldn’t help but smirk, more due to the idea of how well this would all hopefully turn out in the end.

Miao today? He was feeling surprisingly lonely today, something he didn’t do often. Miao didn’t have many friends, if any actually, but yet besides that he rarely every felt lonely. He always had Blood his puffskein, and when Blood wasn’t with him he was pranking people and was distracted from the feeling of feeling lonely. But today? Today that Miao had both decided to not bring his puffskein, and had also decided to not pull pranks on people. He was… feeling lonely. And because of this, when he had seen people walking around with talking pumpkins, he had decided he wanted one too.

Hence Miao had carefully carved a pumpkin with his desired design. Then he had casten the spell on it, and now he had a talking pumpkin, however it hadn’t gone as desired, the pumpkin was talking way more than Miao had expected. And so when Miao saw someone he recognized from the duelling club, he laid a hand on them, breath heavy. “Please… please I beg… help me get this pumpkin to stop talking”

costume party w. / @msuxander !

xander and milo had an... interesting relationship. they were best friends first and foremost, but they could technically be counted as friends with benefits in the grand scheme of things too. neither of them found harm in making out with each other from time to time, and while milo was always more than happy to take things further, xander liked keeping him on a tight leash. milo was annoyed by it, of course, but he would never push. consent was important. it was just part of the game they played.

so when he finds out xander was going to be joker for halloween and then changed his costume last minute — well, obviously milo’s feelings were hurt just a little bit. “you’re such a dickhead,” he whines. “you totally changed your costume just because i told you i was being harley quinn. i had this planned already!” he closes the space between them and circles his arm around xander’s obnoxiously, ignoring any eyes that may have been on them because of milo’s loud complaining despite being more or less off to the side of the party.