#it's train to busan

[soundingstars]

What genre of book were you written for and did you survive to the end

Written for a fantasy book but you died by the sixth chapter

You have a magical, whimsical vibe to you that somehow still can be portrayed as practical. You are hopeful to the point of naivety and get distracted by beauty in places like the stars. Unfortunately that mix leads to you being unfocused during an important moment, which ultimately leads to your untimely death early on in the book.

Tagged by: @battleguqin Tagging: @bringxthexfirexmultimusesx @changeandmovingon @guqinstrings and anyone else who reads this!

[achromaticstars-archived]

@battleguqin x

The situation that surrounded them now wasn’t ideal because of everything that happened, they were just trying to survive. Sizhui was a person who didn’t hesitate to risk everything to save the ones in the small group that grew over time. A group that was filled with human and hambies. They all would easily agree that he was the type of person who could lead them through the struggles that the were now facing.

Cheong-San knew that he could do this.

The injuries that the teenager bore soon turned into the scars, scars that reflected what had happened to him on Sizhui. A healed bite, an unseeing eye which was received from Gwi-Nam. A sign that showed who was his soulmate after they were able to cross paths, after they had met in that hospital. They needed someone though, someone like Sizhui.

He had their trust.

The one-eyed hambie knew that they would need a place that was safe from the remaining dangers which continued to linger in these streets. Sizhui was right though, the water wasn’t safe for them to drink and getting food wasn’t going to be easy as well. They needed shelter, they needed a place that wasn’t a disaster while his soulmate had good points about what the group needed to do next. “I’m sure that we can find something, there has to be a building that hasn’t been too affected by the bomb.” Cheong-San thought that his soulmate was the best choice to lead them, to give them some type of direction because of the struggles that the would have to face. He doubted that he truly had the skills to lead anyone despite what he did to help his school friends “We will help where we can. How far is the building?”

Shifting to gather the things that belonged to him, he tilted his head toward Sizhui “I know, I wouldn’t make you leave anyone behind. I doubt that I could talk you out of it even if I tried.” Cheong-San wasn’t going to make Sizhui change who he was, he wanted to help people without a second thought. It had been that way since before everything happened because of the dead that started to wander the streets. “I know we can even if it will be difficult.” A gentle smile graced his lips “You won’t be alone, I’ll help where I can, Sizhui.”

[dingyuxi]

TRAIN TO BUSAN 부산행 (2016) dir. Yeon Sang Ho

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"Kind, funny dad with big arms (he's the one in front in the picture).."

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I'll take you to mom no matter what.

TRAIN TO BUSAN 부산행 2016, dir. Yeon Sang-ho

[soundingstars]

“You’re sick. Let me baby you.” ( for cheong-san)

Sick Prompts II |still accepting|

A simple cold was keeping Cheong-San stuck in his bed after promising his parents that he was going to take it easy. He didn’t want to worry them knowing that they would be checking on him throughout the day despite having to focus on the chicken recipes that they were trying to make work. For the sake of the restaurant that his parents were determined to share with the people who called Hyosen home. 

The house was quiet as Cheong-San had been resting before a familiar tone echoed from his phone telling him that Sizhui was texting him. It seemed that his parents probably his mother told him that he was sick. He was coming to the house to spend some time with him. 

Cheong-San was glad that he was coming since he was bored, but at the same time he didn’t want him to get sick. He would feel bad if he got sick because of him, but he knew that Sizhui wouldn’t leave. He was stubborn when it came to his well-being. Something that he knew quite well. 

The teen would have gotten up, but Sizhui did have a key to the house since his parents trusted him enough to have one. He was relieved that his parents trusted him though. They liked Sizhui. 

Hearing the noises coming from downstairs, he knew that Sizhui was here but he didn’t have the chance to leave his bed before his bedroom door opened. A small smile graced his lips despite being concerned that he was here. All because of the cold that loomed over his shoulders. 

“I won’t stop you, I just don’t want to get you sick, Sizhui” 

@battleguqin

[achromaticstars-archived]

"Oh no you DON'T." (Lol this one fits for them )

Oh no you don't |still accepting|

The world that the survivors were now apart of brought plenty of changes along with it, changes that Cheong-San was well-aware of. There were plenty of changes that surrounded them which started with the people quickly spreading to the streets, this place was no longer filled with life. It became an empty void while it was unknown if there was a chance to have things turn back to normal.

It quickly became a fight for survival as the virus started to plague the town that the teen once called home, could it even still be considered a home? An answer that Cheong-San did not have, but there was one thing that he did have when it came to the ones who were important to him. The ones that had survived.

Sizhui had thankfully survived the fear and panic of the unknown, fear and panic that caused everything to fall apart. It took away everything they knew, it took away everything that Cheong-San knew.

The scar which rested on his arm served as a reminder on what happened to him in that construction site with Gwi-Nam, a reminder that was never going to go away. He was one of the living dead, could be even be considered human anymore? It seemed that Sizhui was willing to accept him either way though, he made it quite clear about those feelings which remained. Feelings which didn't disappear for either one of them, he couldn't but be afraid since he didn't want to hurt Sizhui.

That was the last thing that Cheong-San wanted to do.

He didn't know where the idea came from, but it was just a theory as he had gotten better control of who he was now. That included some of the abilities that came with him being a hambie, he was still learning though. There was plenty for him to learn which was why he wondered if this was possible despite the risk that was involved. A risk that Sizhui would not be thrilled about if he discovered what Cheong-San was trying to. Maybe it could bring an advantage to the situation that they were in, he was willing to try at least.

Would he be able to make the jump to the other building? Would he be able to make it with Sizhui on his back if the situation came for them to escape from the dangers that surrounded him? He wouldn't know until he tried.

There was a shift of his feet, he was about to try until that familiar hand grasped the back of his collar tightly. He knew that he was in trouble... Big trouble

"Sizhui.... I was just going to try, it's not that far of a jump..."

[dingyuxi]

TRAIN TO BUSAN 부산행 (2016) dir. Yeon Sang Ho — Aren't you scared, Daddy? I was so scared earlier. I was afraid I would never see you again. Will you stay with me?

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Train to Busan 부산행 (2016) dir. Yeon Sang-ho

[pepperonidk]

9:28 pm

oh to sit beside jihoon while he plays the piano, every so often pressing down keys and making him laugh when he realizes you’re just playing twinkle twinkle little star in whatever key he’s playing in

then he asks what you think of a new piece he’s working on and he sings to you little snippets of it but he doesn’t have all the lyrics ready so some of it is just incoherent humming and nonsense in the form of a melody

so obviously you tell him it’s beautiful and he tells you “i sure hope it is, because it’s about you” and you laugh at him and ask how it can be about you when there’s no words

but then he tells you that he hears you in melodies, finds you in each piece of a chord, feels you when the melody finds resolution… when the melody comes home, because you’re his home

and you sit there and stare at him because what do you say to that? and for the first time, he’s not blushing, he’s not shying away from the weight of a declaration that big because if there are 2 things in this world he is sure of, it’s music and his love for you