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I’ve been watching Harry Potter these last few days and was wondering what you think their houses would be? would it be possible to do shownu first?

shownu

slytherin

blood: pure-blood

boggart: darkness

wand: 9″ vine wood, phoenix feather

patronus: buffalo

after almost five minutes of vacillating between houses the sorting hat announced its decision- slytherin. both students and administrators alike were left astonished at the prospect that a man, whose very essence exuded the likes of a gryffindor, was sorted into slytherin house. and while hyunwoo himself felt a lick of that cold pierce knowing he could not carry on the family tradition- sorting was not about desire. sorting was about purpose; the soul’s purpose to be exact, so how was he to find his in the wake of such an unexpectancy?

do excuse the hat, she comforted, though a sentient being, it becomes rather agitated after having to sort through countless students. with a tea pot in hand she offered him a seat at her desk pouring the contents into his cup as he bowed slightly taking a sip of the hot liquid.  you are every bit deserving of a spot in gryffindor hyunwoo, however, your placement boiled down to one extraordinary difference; innate versus conscious. 

as he made his way past the sweet woman the hat piped up one last time, you are the catalyst for something beyond your understanding, crooked boy. which is precisely why you belong in the depths of the shadowed sigil. 

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winter boy

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Your major arcana reminded me, someone did moodboards for tarot and monsta x. It's not the same cards you picked but you might like it

i will definitely take a look, thank you... ♡

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major arcana

hyunwoo: the chariot

control, willpower, success, action, determination

hoseok: the high priestess

intuition, sacred knowledge, divine feminine, the subconscious mind

minhyuk: the sun

positivity, fun, warmth, success, vitality

kihyun: the hierphant

spiritual wisdom, religious beliefs, conformity, traditional institutions

hyungwon: strength

strength, courage, persuasion, influence, compassion

jooheon: the lovers

love, harmony, relationships, values alignment, choices

changkyun: the hermit

soul-searching, introspective, being alone, inner guidance

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‘if there’s even the slightest chance at getting something that will make you happy, risk it. life’s too short, and happiness is too rare’ - a.r. lucas

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playlist...

- a sweet little kiss of jazz for weenie ♡

shownu: mornings spent under gilded skies, giggles sedated by a long nights sleep, lazily swaying in each others embrace while waiting for the pancakes to cook...

my baby just cares for me - nina simone

cheek to cheek - ella fitzgerald, louis armstrong

singin’ in the rain - gene kelly

orange colored sky - nat king cole

sh-boom - the chords

hoseok: two drifters floating softly within cotton clouds, sunrise kissing their sweet skin hot, the softest whispers that tell you how truly unforgettable you are...

moonriver - audrey hepburn

again - doris day, the mellomen

can’t help falling in love - elvis presley

unforgettable - nat king cole

a sunday kind of love - dinah washington

minhyuk: quiet poetry, petals falling carelessly onto the aged table, rosy cheeks, & the promise of an enternity filled with passion that even the most erotic books blush...

dream - the pied pipers

p.s. i love you - billie holiday

sympathique - pink martini

rue saint-vincent - yves montand

lost in lovliness - billy eckstine

kihyun: late night stroll through the decadent moonlight as you walk past the most exquisite sweets you have ever seen, inebriated smiles, chocolate doused kisses, delectable intentions to devour one another once in the confines of the hotel...

my one and only love - john coltrane

twilight...and beyond - joshua redman

the wind - stan getz

mood indigo - ella fitzgerald, oscar peterson

can’t nobody love - solomon burke

hyungwon: lazy nights sat at an upper echelon jazz bar, reddened pout bitten by the several empty bottle of alpha omega, several million dollars worth of diamonds adorning his lovers body, lingering kisses that embed itself into the depths of each others skin...

a nightingale sang in berkely square - stan getz, bob brookmeyer

moonlight in vermont - ella fitzgerald, louis armstrong

didn’t know about you - johnny hodges & his orchestra

fine and mellow - billie holiday

>>>>>> becoming - kendrick scott oracle

jooheon: soft vibrations from the nearest pollinating bees, hot skin cooled by a blanket of honey soaked wind, luxurious bottles of champagne littered on every surface, hopelessly in love...

i fall in love too easily - chet baker

you’re my thrill - cécile mclorin salvant

the nearness of you - ella fitzgerald, louis armstrong

hang on little tomato - pink martini

j’ai deux amours - madaleine peyroux

changkyun: tantalizing stares, forbidden love, eager breathes, misspent time thinking about the possible red hot randevouz, come and find me beautiful...

he’s a tramp - peggy lee

bang bang - my baby shot me down - nancy sinatra

5 bit blues - kid koala

lover man - billie holiday

i put a spell on you - nina simone

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people are people...

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there is a hole deep within the caverns of his heart where his treacherous past resides, crusted over by a layer of suppression that could so easily be scratched away to reveal bloodied vulnerability- the very essence of his being..

I wonder what they would say if they knew, he ponders, taking a sip of the hard liquor which had been so kindly gifted to him after the performance.

he spares a glance at the swirls of tangerine and deep merlot painting the sky, holding the bottle up high as a smile mangled in heartbreak graces his malnourished features.

what a performance, he whispers, bitter notes of regrets and sedated sarcasm slip from between his lips, even I believed for a moment that it was all a fucking dream.

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do you take requests?

i don’t see why not..

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everything is all set, count on from 10

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dust motes dance in the golden light as it peaks shyly from behind the sheer tapestries to catch one last glimpse of 𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙤𝙠, the sharp edge of dusk draining her of sustenance. 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙚 she whispers softly as the room is consumed by darkness

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purple hues dance along pale skin, the moon’s bruising kisses etching itself into the carved muscles that work tirelessly for the world’s eyes.

sleep my darling...

...the world can wait