This is the graveyard where families and friends can come visit their loved ones who have passed on. It is maintained by an old groundskeeper and his family. Few to no muggles are buried here, as the majority of graves are of witches and wizards.
Archive[]
- Archive 1
Roleplay[]
Seoulwoo[]
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20:42, February 3, 2019 (UTC)
"Hi, Namguk," Siwoo said quietly, his smile soft. A light breeze pulled at his shirt as he stared at the headstone, almost with a curiosity, reading over the words. He squeezed Seoul's hand and kneeled so he was level with the top of the headstone. "It's nice to meet you," he said. "Sorry we couldn't meet earlier, I kept Seoul a bit... distracted." He laughed a little as his joke, fumbling with the hem of his shirt as he thought to himself. "I hope I'm taking good care of him for you. I'm usually bad at taking care of things so I think this is one of my better works." He looked up at Seoul. "I bet you loved him a lot, huh?" he said, looking back to the headstone. "Me too."
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05:25, February 5, 2019 (UTC)
"He probably owes you a lot more than that," Siwoo interjected cheekily, lying his head on Seoul's shoulder. It was a serene and cheerful mood that seemed to keep everything in a subtle balance. There were no tears of sadness or regret here. "Namguk, let me tell you a secret," he whispered, leaning close to the tombstone, aware Seoul could clearly hear. In fact, that was the point. "Seoul likes to cuddle on the balcony after the sun goes down," he said teasingly. "And I have to bribe him to go to bed with girl scout cookies."
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23:37, February 5, 2019 (UTC)
He laughed, falling into Seoul's lap. "Well, now he knows you're just a giant softie," he said, kissing Seoul's jaw. "C'mon admit it, you like cuddling."
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05:43, February 7, 2019 (UTC)
"Mmmm." He kissed Seoul's collar bone, his neck, his ear, his check, his forehead, doing as he pleased, showing his love in sweet soft pecks. "Let's see," he said. He attempted to try and tickle Seoul, not exactly sure how ticklish he was.
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06:27, February 7, 2019 (UTC)
Seoul's responses not only provoked him to tickle his boyfriend more, but made him burst into laughter. They seemed like such Seoul things to say, it really only made his boyfriend cuter. "Only if you admit it."
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06:39, February 7, 2019 (UTC)
"A spork?" he snorted. "You know, the more I tickle you, the funnier your threats get," he commented. He finally decided to let up on Seoul. He stopped with a devilish grin, "I'm going to get you to admit it. You just wait, Kang."
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15:10, February 7, 2019 (UTC)
Siwoo just fell over and laughed at the notion. "I love you too, Seoul," he teased. "You're a giant softie. It's adorable."
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20:12, February 7, 2019 (UTC)
"Adorable, adorable, adorable, adorable, adorable," Siwoo continued, lying back in the grass with one knee jutting up to the sky. "Adorable, and did I mention... Adorable?"
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21:35, February 7, 2019 (UTC)
Siwoo shivered after each kiss, closing his eyes and smiling. He tugged Seoul onto him and had him straddle his lap. "You can reject the title all you want, but it doesn't change the fact that you are positively adorable," Siwoo responded. "I'm sure Namguk agrees."
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22:35, February 7, 2019 (UTC)
His hands slipped up Seoul's torso, under his shirt, and massaged his hips. "Adorable is definitely one of them," he argued. "And after seeing this, I highly doubt that. You are clearly a giant teddy bear. Case closed."
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23:07, February 7, 2019 (UTC)
Siwoo's breath hitched and he murmured something along the lines of, "Please close your eyes, Namguk." before he closed his eyes and let his hands travel higher, touching and feeling a lot more than Seoul's hips.
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23:45, February 7, 2019 (UTC)
He raised his hips to meet Seoul's, almost involuntarily as his body found a natural rhythm to Seoul's. There were actually doing this in a graveyard, geez. His hands suddenly dropped, one going to Seoul's face to guide him into kissing Siwoo, and the other down to play with Seoul's ass.
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14:11, February 8, 2019 (UTC)
"Please," Siwoo responded, pulling back and attacking Seoul's neck with a fever. He spoke in between kisses. "You wouldn't make it to the hotel." Seoul was right regardless, they should move. He sat up and ran his fingers through his hair to fix it. "Closest place we can go for privacy is..."
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20:53, February 8, 2019 (UTC)
"We told him to close his eyes." He shrugged, but only meant it jokingly. "Are you suggesting we fuck in a diner?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. He assumed Seoul meant go to the diner to eat, but at the same time, you never know with him. He could very well mean that. "But let's go, I'm hungry."
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Seoul and Daegu[]
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"I haven't said anything to Namguk in awhile," Daegu spoke up, moving to stand next to Seoul. He had been there for awhile, arrived ten minutes earlier but stood there for awhile to watch his brother. He'd rarely seen Seoul break down like this. He was still in the dark about the whole situation but knowing that somehow that Siwoo kid had something to do with it made him angry. Of course, it was Jae's brother so he couldn't beat him up like he usually did. He wanted to punch something though. "I remember when I used to buy those soft candies that he always liked and made him do my homework for them," he said.
18:40, January 3, 2019 (UTC)
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He nearly smiled at that, but the slight curve of his lips dropped immediately. "And so is the way of life," he replied, pulling a slightly crumpled bouquet of blue forget-me-nots. "I found this on the way here," he said absentmindely, looking up at the sky. "You were going to bring Siwoo here, weren't you?"
19:01, January 3, 2019 (UTC)
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He looked down at his brother and clenched his jaw. He could see it, see how much Siwoo meant to him. He bent down and laid the bouquet on Namguk's grave, staring at the tombstone. "I'm going to be real with you," Daegu murmured. "I have no idea what happened and I might not understand the situation, but whatever happened wasn't your fault," he said. "The kid's okay. I read the report they gave Jaeyeol because he was too busy trying to find the room number as quickly as possible. Cut's shallow. Possible memory loss." He sat down, crossing his legs. He started playing with the strings in his hood. "He'll be okay. But you're not. And I know what you do. I've lived with you for my whole life. Your my brother, I'm not stupid. You're going to beat yourself up and close yourself off and it's not going to work," he continued. "You're going to make yourself feel more miserable. And the last thing I want you or Daejeon to be, is me."
19:30, January 3, 2019 (UTC)
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"Omen of misfortune my ass," he muttered under his breath, lying back and stretching out his legs. He closed his eyes and took a long breath, opening his eyes at the end to stare at the sky once again. "If you're an omen of misfortune, I'm a fucking beacon." It hurt to see Seoul like this but Daegu wasn't good at regular comforting. The whole "Everyone's going to be okay" schmick that people do, patting shoulders and hugging and stuff. He understood Daegu's thought process, it had been his own many times before and he knew how flawed it was. He realized at the moment, he couldn't convince Seoul it didn't work unless he convinced himself, so he left it. "I'm not even going to lie, seeing you like this makes me want to punch a lot of shit," Daegu said after a few moments of silence. "But I'm not punching any shit, you know why?" He waited a few seconds, knowing he was going to answer his own question. "Because I know that would only prove to myself everything the world's been telling me. I'm violent, rebellious. I have an uncontrollable temper. I'm dangerous. I don't deserve love, happiness, a life." He watched a raven fly past them before speaking again. "And maybe the world is right. Maybe I'm bad for everyone around me, and people would benefit if I got lost forever." He turned his head and looked at Seoul, burning holes into his head. "But let me tell you right fucking now, feeding into that is going to make it worse. So shut the fuck up about it and get out of your own head. If you think closing yourself off to everyone is the way to do it, fine. But stop sitting around thinking about all the things you could've done and trying to come up with all the possible reasons you think you're in the wrong for. You know I don't give shitty motivational speeches and I don't sugarcoat shit. I don't know if it's going to get better but you're not going to know unless you get off your ass and figure it out. And I'm not going to say anything again but I swear to the lord himself if you don't fucking ask for help when you need it, Kang Seoul, you're going to regret it." He closed his eyes again and sighed. "Look man, just know that whatever happens, me and Daejeon, we're going to be here for you no matter what."
00:54, January 4, 2019 (UTC)
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"First of all, breathe," he snorted, sitting up. "When oxygen actually gets to your brain, it helps you think better. Breathe in all of that, you'll have a clearer head." He pulled his hood over his head and stood up. "Second of all, get your ass off the ground. Stand up." For once, he held out his hand to help, something that wasn't key to his normal persona. "Third of all, go home and fucking sleep, man," he commanded. "You sound like shit. You look like shit. I'm pretty sure you feel like shit and you're going to feel worse if you don't sleep. And don't stop on the way back. No looking at windows, only look at the street if you're going to cross it, don't think about this, don't think about anything besides getting home and getting in bed. Fifth of all, talk to Daejeon. Because I can only provide five steps." He glanced up and looked straight at Daejeon, as if he had known the other was here the whole time. "Actually, you can skip to that step right now. There he is.
06:00, January 4, 2019 (UTC)
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Daegu hung back by Namguk's tomb, watching the scene from where he stood. He could hear everything relatively well, as well as his own heart breaking inside his chest as he saw Daejeon's tears. He wasn't good at the comforting thing. He didn't comfort people. He couldn't comfort people, so he just hung back and watched with a void expression.
06:34, January 4, 2019 (UTC)
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Namguk's Tombstone[]
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