#crjoshua

[crtimothy]

❝ Hey timster! ❞ Joshua sprints in order to get to the professor, amicably patting him on the back. ❝ So, I was thinking, now that the school year is over, how about you buy some of your favourite students a drink? It would be a fun time. Think about it ❞

   Timster. The nickname itself could only mean Joshua was up to test his patience, again, he just knew it was him. He didn’t even need to turn his head to figure that out. 

   “ Just because it’s the last day of school that doesn’t mean I am ok with this sudden downgrade of the way you address me, ” he knew that speech was useless, the hufflepuff boy would end up graduating from Hogwarts and would still call him the first thing that would come to mind. At this point the scolding it went by as some sort of greeting. 

   “ But that isn’t a completely horrible idea. I just hope you aren’t including yourself in the list of my favourite students, mister Yu. ” Not that the boy was on his black list either, he had showed determination to keep his grade up, which was something Timothy valued. It was just a matter of Timothy not being able to keep himself from retorting in the same level as his student, the two were far too used to poking each other like this to even be remotely offended anyway.

[crhooter]

{ #yushua }

i’m more swamped in late, overdue homework than all those plants that one gryffindor accidentally drowned 😐

[crshiro]

✍ ☺

headcanon meme ( accepting! ) ;

✍ : what is your muse’s handwriting like? is it neat? sloppy? fancy?  

     he tries to keep his handwriting on the neat side for the most part, although it can get rather sloppy if he finds himself disinterested in the topic at hand, or if he’s distracted, or in a rush. his greatest attempts at neatness are exhibited through his homework and any official testings, but outside of that, his handwriting ranges on a messy scale and at times can even be difficult to read.

☺ : what is your muse’s smile like? do they smile often?

     shiro smiles quite often throughout the day, and if anything, it’d be stranger to see him without. he is a firm believer in the idea that if he smiles, people will believe he’s genuinely happy and a nice person at heart, and will force it even when he’s not feeling it, which can be quite apparent. his eyes crinkle slightly, and he laughs quite a bit in public, a little on the loud side. however, his more genuine smiles are smaller and softer, and he tends to stare directly at your face when doing so if caught off guard, gaze gentle, or will find it difficult to look right at you if he didn’t mean to open up.

[cryuna-blog]

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@crjoshua:

He moved from behind the corner he’d been hiding at and put an arm around Yuna’s shoulders, gaving it a gentle squish as he laughed.  ❝ Oh come on, it was just a small little game of peekaboo, ❞ he said in a lighthearted tone.

In all honesty he knew she hated whenever he’d suddenly pop-up from behind a corner just to surprise her, but he couldn’t help himself, her reaction simply never failed to make him laugh.  ❝ Let me make it up to you, how about i show you this new book my father sent over yesterday. ❞

“You scared me” she pouted, giving him a small nudge. “again..” she sighed, she should probably be used to his scares by now but somehow she still was not. “what kind of book?” a smile crept up on her face, he really knew how to turn her mood around. “I would love to see it” the smile on her face was now both wide and genuine. 

[coruscorp-blog]

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[crjasper]

Last day of school usually meant it was Joshua's day to run around trying to get a word with his favourite professors, and luckily the herbology professor was easy to find. " Professor Moon!," he greets, walking in the other's office. "Just wanna thank you for allowing me to be your assistant this year, it's been a great experience. Perhaps you'd like to consider me for the job next year as well?"

Jasper jumped subtly in his seat at the sudden greeting, nearly knocking over the pot of ink he was using to finish grading the exams. He peers at the intruder over his glasses, mouth parted and ready to snap for not having knocked on the door beforehand and nearly making a disaster happen before he recognises the tall assistant. Of course he thought, a small smile forming on his lips as he sets his quill down and leans back against his chair, running a hand through his fringe in a vague attempt to fix the mess. Only one student was that comfortable entering his office in that manner.

“Mister Yu.” he greets in return. He waves a dismissive hand at his words, mostly out of shyness. Jasper always tried hard to give his all in his classes, wanting to change the usual thought that Herbology was “useless” as well as making his classes entertaining enough to make them enjoyable for everyone. It felt nice to hear his efforts were worth it.

“You don’t have to thank me… If anything I have to thank you for being so helpful and dedicated.” he smiles easily at the blonde young man and pushes his glasses back up his nose as he sits straighter. Being crippled and in charge of the greenhouse was no easy task and he was forever thankful for the eagerness of the young man in helping.

“I had been considering that option for awhile, I was only curious to know if you wanted to continue your duties next year of if you’d rather have more free time being a 3rd Upper Year and in the Quidditch team and all” he chuckled and offers his hand to shake. “The job is yours if you want it.”

[crxjihyuck]

Leaves;

@crjoshua

Herbology is a subject he could not feign any interest in. Although it was useful to know the many plants along with their benefits and uses in magic to Jihyuck, it palled in comparison to the universe and it’s mysteries. The past few weeks had been happily spent rereading the astronomy manual cleverly masked by a “One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi” cover and he almost would have gotten away with it, hadn’t a certain peer of his rat him out. Jihyuck made a mental note to jinx the guy after he was done with detention. 

With a sigh, the Ravenclaw wipes the dirt on his slacks before bending for a new pot. When the teacher had told him to stay after class and repot the plants he had thought it was a joke. Jihyuck wasn’t weak but he certainly wasn’t the strongest guy either. He could carry around eight books just fine but dragging a pot? That’s a job for Will, not him. Not to mention that he had absolutely no idea what he was dealing with. Suddenly not paying attention to class had been the dumbest thing he’d ever done, especially when a screechsnap nearly hit him. At least he thought it was one.

Stabbing the dirt with a trowel, Jihyuck silently wishes someone would come and take him from his demise. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could handle being around a bunch of possibly deadly plants without resorting to fire.

[crxviolet]

Papillons

@crjoshua

It was an oddly gloomy Saturday morning and Violet found herself catching up on some Astronomy homework, light and unimportant enough to keep her distracted for a few hours (she could mentally hear Jihyuck’s heated argument on how it is the best subject in their school). She hadn’t slept well the previous night, tossing and turning and seeming to never find a good position to sleep in, and she found herself wide awake at a god awful 7 in the morning.

So she decided to sit in the quiet common room with her parchment and books while still wearing her pyjamas. Her brows furrow at a particular paragraph about Canis Major when she hears shuffling from the front door. She heaves out a soft sigh as she feels her concentration starting to slip away, however it seemed to be almost stomping towards her and she raises her eyes.

A soft gasp leaves her lips and any feeling of annoyance flushes out of her, it being replaced by something strange and unfamiliar blossoming inside of her. Time suddenly slows as she observes her distraction taking the form of a tall, wide shouldered young man with messy blonde hair walking determined towards her. He was wearing the traditional Hufflepuff quidditch uniform which would explain the messy locks and the faint flush of his high rounded cheeks. A faint lopsided smile decorating his plump lips. It is when she meets his dark glistening eyes that something akin to a fluttering stirs in her chest and she accidentally lets her books and parchment slide from her lap towards the floor, the startling noise being muffled by her own rapid heartbeat.

The beautiful boy looks down at the mess on the floor and time returns to normal. She attempts to conceal her embarrassement by immediately ducking her head and getting down on her knees, hands fumbling to organize the fallen pages with cheeks burning. She is sure the boy can hear her pounding heart from where he was standing, which makes the muscle pound impossibly harder.

[cryuna-blog]

This is Yuna waving goodbye at least for now.  It has been a great five (!!) months and she has met a lot of wonderful people. Sadly a lot did not stay and I have struggled more and more with both making new connections and keeping muse for her. It is time to say goodbye to this one.  Special shout out to @crxdevin @crjoshua @crxjihyuck - stay awesome!

[crtimothy]

🤫

Emoji Headcanons

🤫  –– Are you able to keep a secret? We all know everyone has a person they tell everything to, other people’s secrets included: who’s that person for you?

   “If someone asks me to, I will stick to my promise and keep the secret, as long as it isn’t something related to putting other’s wellbeing in jeopardy… If this makes sense to you.”

   Timothy isn’t known for being a liar or even a man with a secrets. Most actually consider him to be an open book about himself, just ask him and he’ll tell you. It’s something he actually takes pride in. But when it comes to keeping other people’s secrets though, he will put up a fight if he has to. It’s like trying to make a rock speak, he’ll even pretend to be that dense if he has to.

   “I do have two people i tell most of things, never ones that concern a third-party though, sorry to disappoint. My sister and the person who allows me to bunk over his house during the summer, who is even so kind to put up with me here at hogwarts, professor Jasper Moon.”

[crjasper]

He sneaks into the professor's office fully aware that the other was absent at the time being. Knowing his schedule as well as he did, Joshua could only bet that Jasper was taking his time to go over the plants in the green room. He wasn't planning to take to long as it was, in fact he was only there to leave a cupcake on the professor's desk with a small note wishing him a Happy Birthday, which he did, alongsides a small branch of amaranth flowers as signature before sneaking back out.

Jasper was humming along to an old tune. A very annoying pop song that wouldn’t leave his head as he slowly makes his way towards his office after having spent good part of his morning checking and double checking the plants in his dear greenhouse. His leg was already aching a little bit from standing up for too long and occasionally having to ditch his cane to rearrange the pots and deal with a feisty plant or two.

However once he slumps on his chair out of breath and lightly rubbing his leg does he notice the small pastry sitting prettily next to a card and a small branch of amaranth flowers sitting in front. He picks up the card with a knowing smile, eyes crinkling as he easily recognises the cursive of his assistant. The whole arrangement was so characteristically Joshua, simple yet meaningful enough. Or Jasper already knew him well, despite the hufflupuff being his underling for only a year.

The professor opens a drawer by his desk with a small fond smile and takes out his personal diary, opening it on a new page and quickly scribbles the date on the top of it. 14th of June 2018. He hadn’t written on it in awhile, prefering to write important events or sticking good memories onto it and this was one of those cases, he thought as he proceeded to permanentely stick the card and the dried branch of flowers onto his diary.

[crtimothy]

⌚

Headcanon Time!

⌚ : Is your muse good with keeping on schedule for meetings, appointments, or events, or are they always late? Or, are they always a bit early?

Unless he’s nursing a hangover, which always delays things, Timothy has the tendency to get to any important meeting or appointment at the exact time it was scheduled to - sometimes that deed requires running like a mad man through hallways, but he’s fit enough to do so quite fast.

[cryuna-blog]

@crjoshua

She was walking through the castle headed towards the green house, always the first place she goes to look for her friend - the second would be the Hufflepuff basement. A big smile on her face as she enters. It is a lovely day and the sun is shining in, hitting the flowers beautifully. She happily walks inside. After having rounded the first corner she spots him, back turned against her. She quietly walks over, carrying the book in her arms - a special gift. “I knew I would find you here” she smiles. “How was your break?”