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revamping muse, moving blogs

hey, guys. T_T 

i’ve wanted to make some changes for a while now and since my friend is dropping seyoon’s roommate, i decided to just take this opportunity to kind of start fresh with everything since his roommate played a big part in his development and there were new things i had to come up with. i’m really excited to be starting seyoon over (to some degree, anyway) and i think it’s gonna be a lot better this way. as well, i wanted to start over on a new blog where things weren’t so cluttered and i didn’t feel so much pressure so i hope that you guys will come with me~! if not, i hope you know that i’ve had a wonderful time interacting with you and i thank you for everything. 

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→ here’s a link to seyoon’s new blog (HERE) where you can find information about what all i’ve changed to his story line! ←

it’s mostly just background information that’s changed so if our muses know each other, there likely isn’t anything different about their relationship (there are some special cases where things have changed a lot, but i will approach those people personally). seyoon is relatively the same overall, his personality or interests haven’t changed. again, you will be able to see what exactly i’ve had to change in a post on my new blog. 

re: replies those i intended to reply to on this old account will be continued on the new account. there are a select few but i’m mostly just starting over so please plot with me! re: the status of this blog i’m keeping eldorvdo up for both reference and for the memories. feel free to unfollow though as i will no longer be active here from this point on. 

i will reblog this a couple of times to make sure it reaches people and will continue to contact some personally. otherwise, it’s been real ✌️ thanks for everything, everyone, and i hope to see you on the other side!

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revamping muse, moving blogs

hey, guys. T_T 

i’ve wanted to make some changes for a while now and since my friend is dropping seyoon’s roommate, i decided to just take this opportunity to kind of start fresh with everything since his roommate played a big part in his development and there were new things i had to come up with. i’m really excited to be starting seyoon over (to some degree, anyway) and i think it’s gonna be a lot better this way. as well, i wanted to start over on a new blog where things weren’t so cluttered and i didn’t feel so much pressure so i hope that you guys will come with me~! if not, i hope you know that i’ve had a wonderful time interacting with you and i thank you for everything. 

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→ here’s a link to seyoon’s new blog (HERE) where you can find information about what all i’ve changed to his story line! ←

it’s mostly just background information that’s changed so if our muses know each other, there likely isn’t anything different about their relationship (there are some special cases where things have changed a lot, but i will approach those people personally). seyoon is relatively the same overall, his personality or interests haven’t changed. again, you will be able to see what exactly i’ve had to change in a post on my new blog. 

re: replies those i intended to reply to on this old account will be continued on the new account. there are a select few but i’m mostly just starting over so please plot with me! re: the status of this blog i’m keeping eldorvdo up for both reference and for the memories. feel free to unfollow though as i will no longer be active here from this point on. 

i will reblog this a couple of times to make sure it reaches people and will continue to contact some personally. otherwise, it’s been real ✌️ thanks for everything, everyone, and i hope to see you on the other side!

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- - - horror movie inspired plots.

001. the blair witch project

muse a, muse b, and muse c (most likely a npc) are film students and for their final project they decide to do a documentary on the black hills forest in maryland. the two interview locals around town before planning to spend a weekend camping in the forest to get some good shots. muse a and muse b wake up the first morning in the tent to find muse c missing. and on their search for muse c they come across some unlikely supernatural occurrences. (obv can be mild things or very extreme)

002. the conjuring

muse a and muse b have been paranormal investigators for years, they spend their time speaking about the supernatural world & performing house calls. the two come face to face with a heinous haunting and it has now become their job to expel the spirits from that house. and just when they think they’re finished, they realized the spirit has followed them home.

003. the purge

muse a and muse b are on their way home so they can lock themselves inside before the commencement of the purge night. when their car breaks down they are forced to walk the rest of the way home, but the purge begins before they make it and the two now must spend the next 12 hours fighting for their lives.

alternate scenario: muse a and muse b are active participants in the purge night every year. the two are forced to conceal their true emotions and urges the other 364 days, only having one night to be their true selves.

004. it follows

after muse a has a one night stand with the person they’ve been seeing, they are explained the situation they are now in. no one is sure what it is or how to stop it but it is coming for muse a. it can take the form of anyone & no one else can see it but muse a. if it reaches muse a it will kill them and the only way to get rid of it is to sleep with someone else, transferring it on to them. muse b is a friend of muse a and thinks they’re crazy, but seeing how much muse a is affected, they offer to sleep with them. muse a finally agrees, and the next morning muse b finds out that muse a wasn’t crazy at all. and now the two must find out how to get rid of it for good.

005. the crazies

one by one people in muse a and muse b’s town seem to be going a bit crazy. homicidal even. just as the police department starts to piece things together the government sweeps in, taking everyone into a quarantined area, separating people they believe to be sick & people who seem to be fine. after a breach in the governments quarantine muse a and muse b escape, and are now running from the military as well as a town full of homicidal residents.

006. the descent

muse a and muse b are avid cave divers. they travel all around the world exploring and getting their adrenaline fix. muse a proposes to muse b that the two explore a new undiscovered cave that no one has been down in. muse b agrees even though they know it’s dangerous. and after a while of being underground the two find out they are not alone.

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I feel this melody in my soul, calling out for something, yet unknown.

celtic-poetry (via wnq-writers)

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tw: suicide attempt

the pills taste like nothing but sweet relief. 

seyoon downs them all in what seems like a second, all except one. the one that slips out from between his fingers crashes to the floor like a meteor hurtling towards earth and, strangely, he can almost feel the entire building shake because of it. seyoon stares the single pill down hard before deciding it isn’t worth his trouble. there it stays, forgotten, though the empty container is laid to rest in the bin. for it he doesn’t even bother to say a prayer. he won’t even be saying one for himself. 

(prayers are only for those who deserve them, after all).

the boy’s already left his roommate a note on the kitchen counter. seyoon is, for the first time in his life, incredibly prepared. he knows what he’s going to say to everyone else too. everyone else who he thinks might have an opinion, anyway. it’s jinri who he’s worried about the most, but in a way seyoon feels like this is only going to help her in the long run. as much as he’s doing this for himself, he’s doing it for everybody else too. it’s the last favor he’s able to give to the world. in his deluded mind, he really thinks it’s the right solution for everyone.

he can’t seem to find a reason why it wouldn’t be.

his phone is left forgotten in his bedroom, lying only mere inches from where he’s left an envelope containing money worth enough for the next two months of rent. it’s all the money he was able to pull out from his savings. losing his job, one that didn’t pay enough from the start, was difficult, but it got easier to accept once seyoon realized none of it mattered anyway. for once he feels relieved and calm; numb in the best way possible. this is the first time he’s felt in control of his own happiness in years and he’s not willing to let anything stop him. he leaves the phone behind because getting a call or a text in response would just hurt too much. could even hurt more if he got nothing at all. 

he wonders if anyone will even notice. it’s early in the day. people are busy with work, with relationships, with lives. he hopes whoever sees his messages too late doesn’t take the blame for themselves. seyoon wants full credit for his own death. it’s only fair he’s allowed to take what is rightfully his. what he’s earned. it is his and no one else’s and it needs to stay that way.

(he’s begging that it does).

as he sits and waits, a beer in his hand, seyoon wonders many things. he wonders if he’ll be placed beside his mother to rest. he wonders if he’ll be meeting his father there too for the first time ever. wonders if jinri will play the jurassic park theme song at his funeral as he always jokingly asked her to. even wonders who lee soogeun is and why he messaged him on facebook earlier. he hadn’t bothered to read what the message said but he can’t imagine it being anything important. nothing is important to seyoon anymore. nothing has been in a while.

nothing, of course, except death.

but death, unfortunately, doesn’t come. what comes is hours of mayhem. his roommate comes home to retrieve his phone and finds seyoon’s note before it’s too late. what was supposed to be a simple overdose ends up being a confrontation on the rooftop and almost ends with seyoon hurdling off the building to his death. but, like before, anders is just in time to save him and seyoon absolutely hates it. then he’s left with snippets, scattered scenes reminiscent of tv shows where people are on the verge of death and others are trying to change that. he loses and regains consciousness more times than he can remember, and is left only with vague memories of doctors’ faces and throwing up black tar and people talking of pumping his stomach. by the end of it, seyoon awakes to find himself in a new kind of hell -- one where he feels even more trapped than before, something which he never thought even possible.

seyoon has failed once more to find freedom. 

failed this time. 

though his heart still beats freely in his chest, something that everyone knows because of the beeping monitor attached to him, there is one thing the blond is certain of. he is a dead man walking -- alive, and yet very much not. the old seyoon, the person he used to be before, is gone. try as he might, the new seyoon can’t even seem to locate him inside of his own head. for the old seyoon he doesn’t bother to say a prayer, though.

after all, prayers are only for those who deserve them.

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re: absolutely everything

apologies for my lack of activity recently. T_T if you follow me on twitter, you’ll know that i’ve been pretty active over there and have been taking a little break from tumblr. or, as i like to put it, hiding from these responsibilities. i will do my best to pick up the slack and get to working on replies and such, but i find that i just haven’t had the interest or motivation to log in here and do anything substantial. perhaps this is going to change soon considering things. 

things such as...

seyoon chapter 2 is officially coming!!! the boy has done something horrible to himself that is going to change his life forever, but i promise it’s going to be changed for the better -- eventually. right now, things are just gonna suck.

i am dropping threads... because as i mentioned previously in another post, i wanted my writing to reflect what happens to seyoon after the Big Event happened and it’s finally happened (kinda fell behind schedule woops) so it’s time to move on. if there’s anything we’ve been working on that i particularly just like or that i find vital to his development OR fits in any time frame (looking at you, au’s!) then i will keep them running assuming i have the time and energy for them. 

you will be seeing a self para very soon about what happens and will likely be seeing more in the near future about a variety of topics, including a variety of characters.

if you’d like to be part of seyoon’s journey through recovery, let’s plot!! \o/ as i will be losing most of my threads, i’m going to need new ones to do! i’m also always accepting au plots so if you’re not down for this angsty stuff then hmu and let’s do something funky instead. that’s always fun too! either way, consider this mini unannounced hiatus to be over! (my activity levels may keep fluctuating though -- school and life and laziness, you know? it happens).

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mcdouble:

Masturbation Tip: Let me do it for you

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More of an appreciation post really, because I hit 200 followers a while back and I haven’t been appreciatin’ you guys enough at all. At least not to your faces computer screens anyway, so here it is! One of those follow forever things.

Obviously I have to kick this thing off by mentioning my best friend, who loves every single child I’ve ever given brain birth to, even when nobody else pays much attention to them. Whatta saint, whatta guy, she’s The Final Pam to my Metal Husband. 

@qveenofcups​

And then we’ve got a few more saints who, IC and OOC, put up with……well, basically just who I am as a person. Which is difficult because I’m gosh dang terrible and yet here they are, being my friends and stuff. (we’re friends right? bc if we’re not this is gonna be a bit awkward)

@eldorvdo, @stellisfactum, @asa-sohma, @leviaraelle, @svmphcny

Last but definitely not least, I really need to thank the people who rp with me / have rped with me in the past / have plotted with me. I honestly appreciate it, and I’m very truly sincerely sorry that I’m such a slow rper and a terrible plotter. Your muses are brilliant, as is your writing, and you’re great, I admire you. You’re the best, around, nothing’s gonna ever keep you down–

@@manticxre, @ghculboy, @vartouhix,  @iiraeth, @snoopykbye, @lonemoons, @440mxgnum, @jejulity, @dxlxgence, @eblisjung, @shadowraiths, @dahliancgra, @visualnxmuses, @tkgkshunya, @nonpareills, @reddiamxnds, @jayseax, @stcgnant, @peachyblade, @87of,  @cchilyoja

I lied, this is the last one– a special mention to rpers I love seeing on the dash, just doing their thing, writing and such. One day I’ll approach you. That sounded vaguely threatening but my intentions are pure I swear. 

@taleofkngs, @wistfulreality, @orphanchen, @darkillusixn, @dxprxvityx, @fluorvte, @jamaixvu, @kngyz, @lxnxlylxvx, @lxtent, @villnn, @betterhealing, @nevstcries, @nausciious, @mujehan, @galaxybruised, @zenosyvn  – Honestly, if I follow you, I like seeing you on the dash!!!

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I want to do an internet friends plot where we start with just texts/calls and then they finally swap snapchats and skypes (we can do a fc reveal!!!! ) and it builds up to late night skype calls we can para and we can build and build until they get to meet in person!! please someone do this with me

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like or credits to kimjuwmyeon

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“Hey, dinner and a show first buddy, then and only then will I let you sleep on top of me. I am a man of honour, y’know. Not some some easy floozy you can charm with your roguish good looks and dinosaur banter.” Jun waved a hand, lips pouted snootily until he cracked up at his own ridiculousness - because if there’s one thing everyone knows, it’s that jun’s biggest fan is himself. “Now it’s no Hilton hotel, i know, but I brought sleeping bags. Yours even has a picture of dinosaur on it. Might just be a really big lizard though, I mean I can’t really tell the difference.” Dinosaurs were never really his thing, but he admired Seyoon’s enthusiasm.

Jun had everything the two of them could ever need, save for an actual working toilet, that wouldn’t fit in his trusty little car, sadly. But with the great outdoors at their feet, it didn’t matter too much. They’d just have to implement the buddy system, no way was Jun about to drop his pants outside a haunted building without anyone watching his best asset, his booty. A smile appeared on his face as he remembered the time something actually bit him. It had been quite the painful experience, but it got rid of any doubt he had left that spirits were real.

“Alright,” Jun pulled a heavy bag out of the trunk and secured the strap over his shoulder. Inside was his equipment, his pride and joy. “I’ve got my babies, evp recorder, emf meter, spirit box, and that teddy bear I showed you last week, just in case there are little kid ghosts who wanna play with us.” He gave the bag an affectionate pat and sighed. “If marrying a machine was legal, I’d wed this entire bag.”

“You can carry the sleeping bags and food, right? It’s not that heavy, honestly.” Jun asked, as he took a few steps away from the car and toward the building. “I say we set up on the ground floor, we should probably sleep in the same room too, but we could split up for a little while before it gets too dark. I have walkie-talkies, they’re way more reliable than phones.”

”how can you not tell the difference between a lizard and a dinosaur? it’s so easy,” seyoon grumbled, mostly to himself. of course, seeing as he was the expert in that sort of field, it seemed odd to him that jun wouldn’t be able to tell the difference. sometimes it was hard for him to remember that not everyone was as passionate about some subjects (dinosaurs and reptiles, mainly) as he was. sometimes he just assumed that everyone was as big of a nerd as him. “thanks, though. i’m sure that will be comfortable enough. if not, i’ll just sleep on top of you anyway. you can’t stop me.”

seyoon probably couldn’t stop himself either. chances were, if what many people had told him was right (that he was a crazy sleeper), he’d be rolling on top of jun anyway, whether he meant to or not. jun would just have to deal with it if they would be sleeping in the same room.

“you know, i think there’s a word for that, isn’t there? when someone is in love with inanimate objects.” he reached for the sleeping bags and food as he tried to think of it, though the actual word couldn’t seem to come to mind. “i don’t know. i remember there was a famous documentary about that on the internet. do you do nasty things with those machines when you guys are alone together? because if so, i don’t want to touch any of them. just saying.”

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@gumihc | continued from here.

“me? a magnet....?”

absolutely, he thinks. the very thought makes him laugh as well. as someone who hasn’t wanted to think too pessimistically, he has to admit that calling himself a magnet for troubles is a bit dramatic. everyone deals with situations they don’t like or that aren’t convenient. to think that he’s got it worse off than other people would be a bit silly. however, he can’t help but think at times that he truly is a magnet for troubles. minor troubles, anyway. usually. otherwise, why would he be having so many?

“i don’t know if i would say that. maybe i’ve just got some bad luck.” offering a shrug, he smiles at the other, wondering if she maybe feels the same way. “or maybe this is karma from my past life, or even from this life, just coming back to get me. i don’t know. karma’s a bitch, isn’t it? that’s what everyone says.”

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“what?”

how idiotic of her to believe him for a second. as if those kinds of things said behind closed doors and under sheets would ever slip her mind (if it happened and take note: who it happened with.) she was pretty sure that nothing happened between them besides innocent pecks on the cheeks and the intertwining of their fingers to prove that they were a couple (a fake one, of course.)

“shit– dude. y’fuckin’ scared me there! don’t play with me like that..” she mumbles, clutching at her chest to show how much he had damaged her with that type of comment. “sheesh.. yeah, it’s me. hye, the baby.” she nods in agreement this time, rubbing her arm in the most flustered way known to man. there’s a light blush that paints across her cheeks, humming before he started to talk again. “y’can be in my bed.” she jokes, a chuckle spilling out as her pinky traces the rm of her shot glass. “not like.. that though. m’jus’ bein’ a smart ass since y’said that y’felt less alone when you’re in a bed an’ shit like that..” she nods as if she were agreeing to herself, leaning back in her chair. “i mean.. we all have things we’ve done an’ we’re not super prod of. s’called mistakes an’ oh wait, last time i checked, we were human.an’ humans do what? make mistakes. s’all cool, man.” she then takes this time to pat him on the back to reassure him that it was okay (no matter how bad it was.) “it’s the alcohol talkin’. keep drinkin’. kinda wanna get into this topic when you’re drunk so y’have no memory of this when we’re sober. this whole deep hyejung will erase an’ that’s that.” she smiles innocently.

she then turns her attention to her empty shot glass, waiting for another bottle of soju to come through so that she could fill it up as quickly as she did with her paychecks. it comes just in time, causing her to pour a shot, while she casually waits for the other to clink their glasses together. she didn’t realize it was her turn to start, she was too busy staring off to notice that he had been staring and admiring her from an arm’s length distance. when she turned her head this time, they made eye contact and her cheeks turned red at the thought.

“hm.. i usually never see it. why are y’always hangin’ out with me then if y’got some more friends, eh?” to her, she was the least prioritized with her friends so it would be touching if someone else had other friendships. for that, that wasn’t the case. she laughs, shrugging her shoulders. “hmm.. a serious moment aye.. y’said somethin’ ‘bout dinosaurs an’ seven year olds.. m’gonna keep that for when i go home from school. it’s cute, t’be honest.” she chuckles. :i mean, it’s funny how people my age do that too.. y’know? they’re cool an’ chillax, aha. most.. most of them are at least.”

seyoon laughs hard and loud at hyejung’s reaction, greatly amused by the moment of terror he’d given her (though perhaps it isn’t as funny as he thinks it is). truthfully, seyoon sees the younger as less of a potential partner and more of a little sister to protect, even if a lot of the times it feels like she’s the one having to protect him. it all has to come down to her experience with fighting and his lack thereof, as well as his pleas for assistance when approached by playground bullies. perhaps if hyejung were older, he’d be more open to the idea of them having a different type of relationship. for now, however, the cheek kisses and the fake dating are more than enough. at 18, hyejung still needs someone to watch out for her. seyoon would never feel right taking advantage of that.

“oh, shut up,” he bites back in amusement, clinking his glass against hers. after taking the shot, he sets the glass back down and sighs. “it’s not cute. i’m not cute. nothing about that situation was cute, okay? except... for the little girl, i guess. she was pretty funny and mean, but in a sort of adorable way. though i think someone really needs to teach her manners because if she’s willing to be that rude to a grown man like me, who knows what she’s doing to other kids her age? she might be a real bully. i’m going to tell her mom.”