#I hope this post finds the freaks and weirdos. I love yall

[cure-icy-writes]

I love it when a story externalizes the agony of the flesh actually. I love it when walls are made of meat and disembodied hands and eyes show up out of nowhere. I love it when the commodification of the human body is shown through the lens of butchery. I love the artistic gorey weird shit! I love rot and decay and mistreatment of the human body as a metaphor for the crushing oppressive systems.

[iznyangwoni]

STRINGS OF FATE, chapter one

You were going back to your room after spending so little time at the lake, usually you would stay there for at least half a day, or until curfew, or until they catch you there, but honestly, hearing all those cheeky songs and dances just ruined the mood for you.

You look at yourself through the glass door of the dorm, you’re drenched in water, and last time you got in like this you got detention for a whole day so maybe its not a good idea to enter just yet. Well, its not like anyone will see you if you’re quick about it.

So you get inside, making sure that no one else saw you, the drops of water getting on the floor, you just hope no one falls because of them. You call the elevator, smiling happily, your mission is complete! That is until you feel a cold presence behind you at least.

“you’re dripping everywhere.” you gasp, not expecting such an icy tone. You turn around, finding one of those villain kids behind you. You tilt your head to the side, trying to remeber where you saw him, he’s got big dark eyes, he’s so tall and his shoulders so broad that he is basically towering over you.

Oh. Of course you remember him, its Jungwon. That weirdo, son of the Fates. You gulp before turning around again, he kind of freaks you out to be honest, so its better to not really look at him. “I am aware, yes.” You say and silence falls between you two.

You wonder why is he here, this is not his dorm, nor are any of his VKs friends here. Still, you get on the elevator and he follow behind, the water still dripping on the floor. This is so awkward, you’re not used to this. “Did you.. uh, did you get lost?” you ask once the elevator comes to the floor of my room, i hear him grunt. “Unfortunately, no.”

He says, opening the door right in front of yours and getting in, slamming it right after. He’s really nice, uh.

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author’s note: 200 followers yall are actually crazy omfg, i’m so excited for this story AND AND i’ll post the last chapter of easy to love tonight 💓 love you all and thank you for your support

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