#067 | ϟ

an-dwae:

Jay glanced once in the mirror, flexing his graduation gown as he inspected his outfit. It did nothing for his figure and hid every curve of his muscle, but in all honesty, that was probably the furthest thing from his mind.

Jehan shyly entered the dorms then, pushing past the heckles of his brother’s room mates and approached the soon-to-be-graduate with a wide smile. “After all this time, who knew you’d be able to graduate before me” Jehan ducked in time to miss the hook that Jay threw at him and tackled him into a hug instead. “I’m going to miss you, hyung” It was odd for Jehan to be anything but playfully disrespectful to his hyung so Jay didn’t bother retaliating but instead slowly wrapped his own arms around his brother. 

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And this is it, Jay’s final post. It explains what he does after graduation and all that kind of jazz. I’ll probably keep his tumblr inactive but not deactivated for the memories and shit. Might answer some asks in the future since he’s still sticking around the castle.

Ultimately, this is the end of Jay. It really makes me sad how he actually graduated even though he is such a dim baboon half the time but I guess i’m proud of him too. He managed to bag Min, so you know, there’s that highlight HAHAHA.

Well. See you all on the flip side (which is actually like junhyungs account or something) 

PEACE, SON. 

sullitherin:

WHY. OH MY GOD. NO, JUST LEAVE. YOU PASSED.

BUT YOUR LIFE WOULD SUCK WITHOUT ME. I’M JUST THINKING ABOUT YOUR BEST INTERESTS.

Dear graduating class of awesome,

Congratulations to us all for actually making it and not failing horribly! Now in the spirit of reminiscing, I leave you all with this wonderful sight.

Is there nothing better than me in a skirt, bra and blonde wig?

NAH, PRETTY SURE THERE AIN’T.

AIGHT IT’S BEEN REAL AND LOVE YOU ALL, PEACE SON

JAY PARK OUT.

THIS SHIT AINT REAL CAUSE WE’RE A RP THO

I KNOW BUT I’M CONFUSED BECAUSE JUNHYUNG IS A 6TH YEAR SO WHY DAHAIL WOULD HE EVEN BE WRITING LETTERS OR WHATEVER DAFUQ Y’ALL ARE DEWWIN?’

he’s writing one for hwaeji since she is graduating. like. i don’t see why you’re getting worked up over this LOL WHY CANT HE WRITE ONE TO HWAEJI? I’M SO CONFUSED TBH IDEK. 

I thought junhyung was a sixth year. Water you smoking? e__e

my dear this is jay’s account so they are going to be from jay.

sky was merely requesting one from junhyung to hwaeji since she’s graduating. 

captainsoflysparrow:

Don’t know if I should actually be happy about that though. ( * smirks slightly — It would have been funny… kind of. ) I—is that… ( * blinks and stares blankly at the photo album before opening it ) … each year, huh? Ever since second year even. ( * clears throat and tries to regain composure ) Thanks, man. This is… great. ( * awkwardly smiles at him )

I kinda feel like a bint cause I didn’t get you anything but — ( * stops, eyes widening ) Wait, I’ve got an idea! Come with me. ( * grabs Jay and drags him out to the Quidditch lockers )

( * takes a deep breath before handing over a broom to him ) I know you don’t have one anymore so—the Devastation 2500. You know, the one I used to terrorise people with. It’s not as good as the Polar Express 3000, but they’re both custom made and bloody brilliant and better than anything you can find on the generic market… ( * clears throat and looks away ) So, you know. Take care of it.

(/shrugs, happy that she liked it) I thought it’d be a nice way to end all of it, right? A documentation of our glory days.. even if most of them ended up in a fight (/laughs shyly as he stands next to her, looking at each photo, pointing out various memories.

Oh, don’t worry about! You can make up for it anytime (/suddenly dragged off) … or right now, whatever’s cool for you (/blinks when they suddenly arrive to the quidditch lockers, looks around confused) Didn’t you gather your things already?

(/watches curiously as she reaches into her locker, pulling out her broom and raises his hands instantly to deny) No, no, no way am I taking this off you its your broom- (/stops himself knowing that she isn’t going to stop unless she takes it so he does so reluctantly) thank you.

LIKE FOR A GRADUATION CONFESSION.

AS WE GO ON

WE REMEMBER

ALL THE GOOD TIMES

WE HAD TOGETHER