#i NEED him to wear that leather jacket and the burgundy turtle neck while he eats him

[mare-sanguis]

in need to see them together like this... in exactly these fits. walk with me for a moment

[thenextgeneration3]

The next generation part 5.5 (sample ish)

Breakfast:

There wasn't many people in the hall this time in the morning but after my talk with Lupin food is what I need. It was quite bar a few whispers here and there. I knew my friends would be down soon since Hermione is alway up early. As if on que Hermione, Ron and Harry walked in. Ron and Harry sat across from me while Hermione took a seat next to me. "Where's Orion." I ask while cutting up my pancake.

"Don't know he wasn't in bed this morning we though he was already down with you." Harry said while picking up the newspaper. I nodded and went back to my breakfast. " Y/n, hey I was wanting to ask you if everything's okay because you went home the other week and didn't tell anyone." She asked concerned.

"Oh yeah erm I'm fine my mum was ill and since it's me and her. I had to go see her." I lied. Hermione looked at me as though she knew it was a lie. I need to get better at this I though. " I though your mum was ill last month. That why you had to leave then to." Crap I forgot I used the same excuse.

"Oh yeah. She's erm. Must be prone to getting sick." I scratched the back of my neck as heat started to rise in the room and I began to sweat. Until Harry interrupted "Sirius black has been sighted at Hogmeade. Thats not far from here." Everyone started whispering to each other giving the best time to sneak away to the astronomy tower.

Astronomy tower:

As I ascended the stairs up to the top of the tower I became nerves as to what to say to Orion. It's been hard for him and his friends not supporting him isn't making him better. He was pacing back and forth when I reached the final step. "He wouldn't do that... he loved us why would he do something like that ..." he mumbled half to himself.

"Orion are you okay. You weren't at breakfast. I was worried." I asked nearly a whisper

"IM FINE." He let out a harsh sigh and he slid down the wall.

"Orion I know your angry and upset but please don't push me away. I'm here for you always. You don't have to go through this alone." I explained as I took a seat next to him looking out at the view of the Hogwarts grounds across the black lack. The view is just breath taking.

"Yeah ano I'm sorry love. I'm just stressed with everything is all. I didn't mean to snap. It's just Harry is meant to be my best friend so is Ron but they don't believe me about dad. What am I meant to do. I believe he didn't betray his friends he couldn't. Or did he. I don't know. I'm so confused now and everyone wants me to think like them but I just can't. I can't." He was staring out into the distance watching the morning sun reflect of the Black lake see as the giant squid popped up.

"Orion do you want to here a story?" I look at his stormy grey eyes that showed a spark of confusion.

“Two boys and their father hit the road always travelling going from pillar to post hunting things. The dad said it was the family business. The youngest didn’t want to do that he wanted to learn and dream and do his own thing. The oldest brother want to leave his dad. All he needed was all three of them together. The dad goes missing for a while so the oldest goes to the youngest asks for help. The youngest is reluctant because he left that behind him. The oldest convinced him. They set off and travelled together as the old days on the look out for there dad. Both boys had different perspectives on how their dad is. The youngest the meanest man that never really cared about anything but the job. The oldest thinking highly of his dad and seeing the great man to look up to. They both have different ideas but they both aren’t wrong. Yes the dad was mean but he also loved the boys and cared for them sometimes didn’t show it but he did. In the end the dad sacrificed his life to save his eldest.” As I told near on backstory to the first part of supernatural I watched as the sun moved up in the sky.

“So your saying is that it doesn’t matter what other people think of my dad just what I think.” Orion looked at me with an intense look in his eyes I couldn’t quite place.

“Yeah. He loves you. You know that and whatever happens it won’t change it.” I say while bringing him into a warm hug. “Now we are going to be late for class if we aren’t already unless you want to stay here a bit longer.” I said while we stayed close together.

“I’ll be with you in a second just sorting out my robes” with that we left the astronomy tower.

Fast forward to hogmead:

Everyone had their slips signed to attend the trip to hogsmead however, Harry didn’t I would ask my mum but she wasn’t his real guardian. So he was left out. “Harry do you want anything while we’re there I can pick you up some sweets from hunydukes.” I said.

“No I’m okay have fun guys.” He said while walking back to his dorm room. I looked at the other three they all had the same sad look I did but we all left the common room ready to have our first trip to hogsmead.

I wish I had put on warmer clothes as a breeze from my lake washed over my body. I was wearing a burgundy button down skirt with a black turtle neck top with black tights and thigh high boots my leather jacket pulling it all together. Hermione was wearing her black boot cut jeans with brown boots and brown jumper with her long jacket over the top keeping her warm. Ron looked like he was wearing one of his brothers outfits since most of them items were a little short like the jumper. Orion was in all black. Black ripped skinny jeans, biker boots a black t-shirt and his dads jacket over him. He looked a splitting double of his dad from the photos my mum had. We didn’t spend to long in hogsmead as we didn’t want to leave Harry alone to log so we headed back to the castle after collecting picking up a butter beer for Harry.

To be continued...

[wowzics]

Just a fun little character game. Fill in the below categories with 3-5 things that your character can be identified by.  Repost & tag away !!

JUNG JIHO.

EMOTIONS / FEELINGS :

001. Loyalty.

002. Stimulating.

003. Jealous.

004. Pensive.

005. Sensuous.

GREETINGS :

001. Some distance away, gaze locked on something else as he bows his head --- for polite greetings, spurred on by an acquaintance or friend meeting someone else while they’re together.

002. Polite distance with a barely there smile as he extends his hands --- a greeting used with customers.

003. A toothy smile with an arm around the shoulders or the waist, eyes alive with interest --- for those he deems close and dear.

004. Burying his head onto the crook of a neck, body on body (clothes on clothes) as he attempts to disintegrate any distance --- for loved ones he hasn’t seen in some time, also reserved for a lost (?) love turned friend.

005. A half smirk playing onto handsome features, heart alight with a feeling no one can ever accurately place and an extended hand that will squish just barely --- for those he holds in attractive interest.

COLORS :

001. Orange.

002. Black.

003. Burgundy.

004. Musk green.

005. Navy blue, nearing black.

SCENTS :

001. The smell of oil paint lingers on his clothes and hair, particularly on the days he shares his love for art with Hayoung. It’s the one technic they both can work on together and enjoy, besides their particular preferences. 

002. The ever present smell of musk, wet soil and wood, accompanying him since memorable times as a passion grows into a career.

003. A spicy, deep cologne that he doesn’t particularly love or hate but that’s come to be a habit to wear. Hayoung gifted him the first bottle on his high school graduation and he’s bought the same ever since. 

004. Lavender scents occasionally linger on him, especially on his temples and forehead. He uses the fragrance whenever he feels particularly stressed. Also he will turn on a air diffuser at the atelier whenever he’s working on a new project. 

005.  

CLOTHING :

001. Black simple tees. Sometimes red, sometimes green, sometimes blue but always in dark colors. Styles them with washed out jeans, ripped by how old they are and not by trend.

002. One old wool coat for winter, it’s dark grey and knee length. He wears it with a musk green scarf or a wine red one (both colors were Hayoung’s gifts).

003. For Autumn and early Spring day a leather jacket and dark sunglasses. Sometimes he matches a jeans jacket instead.

004. Old, lanky t-shirts of any color and washed out sweat pants whenever he has big paint works to do. Also his go to outfit for classes at the atelier.

005. Dress pants and button down shirts for fancy events, those he owns 3 of each in more vivid colors than his usual repertoire (black, beige and light grey dressing pants; and a emerald green, baby blue and white button downs). 

OBJECTS :

001. An old sketch book from high school. His very first attempts at art with design he used to spray over neighborhood walls and abandoned houses.

002. An old graduation picture with his then and current loved ones. Also, another graduation picture with the three friends from back then that still remain --- all of them in pursuit of fine arts. 

003. His very first set of watercolor, box now empty but plastic holding unimagined high value to him. And a pair of worn out  gloves that he prefers when working on engraving. Since he especially likes wooden engraving, they have become a constant object in his work bag.

004. A professional camera lying by the kitchen counter, always ready for work when needed but mostly used on a whim on particularly non inspirational days. 

005. A small turtle plushie his mom and dad got to him as a graduation gift. 

VICES / BAD HABITS :

001. Paying attention upon convenience, he often ignores those around him unless he’s truly interested. 

002. Rolling his tongue inside his mouth, a habit he picked up when wearing a tongue piercing and that usually indicates he’s deep in thought or stressed out.

003. Clenching fist to contain his anger. Punching walls when impossible. Jiho’s temper is a wild beast that sometimes rules over him, though he’s been extra careful not to have any big slips in front of other people.

004. Smoking, though cutting down on it. Currently, he allows himself 3 cigarettes only a day, one after each meal. 

005. Messy eating --- he won’t have anything substantial for breakfast, only one toast and black coffee, then a smoke. Lunch and dinner often combine themselves, especially when he’s really immersed in work. He’s addicted to caffeine as well, often drinking coffee and opting for tea as “healthier” beverage (around 3 liters combined are consumed each day). 

BODY LANGUAGE :

001. Dropped gaze when uninterested, thus spending most of the time looking at the floor or art designs.

002. Jaw and fists clenching, reserved for times of great anger and frustration.

003. Head tilted to the side slightly, it indicates he’s admiring something or someone.

004. Nose flared and upturned as he smells around, Jiho’s sensitive to smells and will often try to decipher odors around him.

005. Quick winks to those he considers closest, a charming way to refer to them or greet them. 

AESTHETICS :

001. Sunsets and sunrises being watched from a bench park, usually the one most isolated from others.

002. Splotches of paint on clothes and hands, they get on his face too.

003. Dark eye bags and cigarettes dangling from his mouth.

004. Scrapped knuckles and a half smirk, a signature look now scarcely seen.

005. Getting immersed by the surrounded nature or canvases, a distant and pensive look on his face whenever he focuses on either.

SONGS :

001.  stairway to heaven -- led zeppelin

002.  i dare you -- the xx

003.  animals -- maroon 5

004.  applause -- lady gaga

005.  comes and goes -- hyuokoh