#oculvus

[forsake]

i love you, too

@oculvus

he inhaled softly, lips slightly parted as if to say something, but he didn’t. he couldn’t. he was in a state of shock. pure bewilderment. but he couldn’t let that show. he hid it well, or at least tried to. not that it would even matter if the other noticed or not. he wished she could see just how (slightly) shaken he was. he wished she could experience the emotions he was experiencing right at that moment.

but she couldn’t.

the night's festivities..... whatever that was had finally caught up with her. she was nonchalant---- still aware of her surroundings, but still less aware of what she was doing.... or saying. blue huffed and licked the corner of his lip before closing them. he eyed her carefully, attempting to see if there was a change in her behavior. wanting to see if she would jump up at any moment, claiming that what she had said was a joke, but she didn’t. instead, there he was, crouched down beside her bed, her hand still on his forearm. hair tousled and partly hanging over.

“please.... stay.”

his gaze softened and a soft sigh passed through his lips, her words tugging at the strings of his heart. it was crazy just how much this woman had an affect on him—- even with everything she had put him through. the love was still there for her, and it was beyond him, really. a small smile graced his features, his eyes crinkling at the corners. at this point, she had finally given up on trying to keep her eyes open.

“no worries,” blue responded.

he watched as her body relaxed, succumbing to the comfort that was her bed. by then, he had already relieved himself from her grasp and ran his fingers through his hair before letting his arms dangle by his side. blue waited for her to get completely settled before adjusting the covers to her liking, softly speaking to himself, but still loud enough for the other to hear----- if she was even remotely conscious, at least.

“im not going anywhere.......”  

[eterneli]

honestly im speechless you are a fuckin angel eternanali thank u for being such an angel wow romantic anyways ill come get u

[rusalcele]

⇝ greenlighted side-quest

celso ⧟ ara ➻ general verse abbiding  ➻ starter for @oculvus​

celso wondered briefly today if perhaps whatever minion of the divine responsible for his karma let it pile up to the point of spilling, and only then delivers it to him, because so far ? today has been shit.

zoja didn’t get a wink of sleep last night, which left her angry and prone to violent outbursts and somebody happened to misplace on the bodies supposed to come in, making them both work afterhours. which neither were extremely happy about, but zoja even more, considering she threw a scapel twice at him that barely missed its target.

on top of that, celso found a hairy spider in his coffee that he almost sucked straight into his mouth, and had to bend over a toilet for close to half an hour, with zoja behind him talking his ear off about how much of a child he truly was. not even know, almost 8 hours later, does he agree with her that she wouldn’t have been as affected as he was, but he’ll have to prove that to her on another day.

even more,  the place they usually got their lunch for was closed for the day, leaving them famished in their stubborness to order from somewhere place, with even stinkier atittudes that only made the morgue reek of an impending bloodbath.

and to add insult to the injury ? right as he was hanging his coat, preparing to go home, at last, he got a phone call from one of his men, letting him know that they failed to retrieve the shard of jade from that low-life criminal and that the situation has escalated into something far worse. celso, with all his renowned self-control, isn’t afraid to admit that he did blow up on the poor guy that had the unfortunate duty of forwarding the message to him and might have kept him on the phone all the way to the current location of the shard.

why is everybody losing their fucking mind over a shard of old dusty jade, you ask ? simple — it’s because like all things in celso’s life, it’s got fucking powersthat shouldn’t fall in the wrong hands, or in this case, in the hands of somebody incredibly stupid like the fucker who managed to rob one of celso’s henchmen while he was waiting for his sandwich to be grilled to perfection.

now, he’s ascending the stairs of a run-down, delapidated, close-to-collapsing building that smells of something putrid, that stinks of the fall of men and the desacralization of existence, looking for apartment 32 in a long hall of despair. celso passes by apartment after apartment, covering his nose and mouth when the smell gets unbearably too strong, and stops in front of the desired one, fundamentally exasperated when he notices it is slightly open.

great. he rolls his eyes. idiot managed to get himself in trouble. and what a fucking trouble, too.

when he opens the door with his leg — as to not dirty his hands, mind you — celso only rolls his eyes harder, to the point of the action edging on painful, when he is faced with a humanoid plant.

correction — guy must have played around with the jade, tried to examine it to determin its value on the market when the shard was activated and took complete control over his body, transforming him into a monster out of twisted nursery rhymes, a plant man, an ambulant garden, something green and wet and vomit inducing.

celso reacts as any man who’s had a day as horrible as him would — he turns around and closes the door behind him. he would love to lean his head back against the wall or against the door like any exhausted protagonist worth their salt would do in action movies, but with how far ahead the infestation in this builing is, he skips that step.

instead, celso takes the phone out of his pocket and dials the number of somebody he can’t necessarily call an ally, or a business partner, or a friend, noran acquaintance, just — somebody he has crossed paths with before. often enough, in fact, to have their number stored in his phone for situations like this

he taps his foot against the floor in annoyance as he waits, and luckily, he doesn’t have to for long.

❝ don’t talk, listen. got somebody here i’m sure you’ll love to meet. fits your job description perfectly. you know, candy fingered ? the sticky kind ? yeah, i’ll text you the location. chop-chop ! i’m getting pretty impatient ! ❞

maybe, he will make it in time to have a late-dinner with zanobi.

[deperle]

ill kill u deperle beware.

pls dont im too lazy to die

[jyuhara]

📝 / tbh surprise me with whatever is on your mind smoochie smoochie

SENT A SYMBOL FOR MORE MEMORIES !!!📝- a memory of them getting to know/meeting my muse

       “ Odd isn’t it? “ The detective sits in his vehicle with a leg out the door, heel pressed down firm on the asphalt. There’s a journal in his lap with several lose pages sticking out of it. He’s tapping the end of his pen against a page full of writing– yet the words are quite indistinguishable by anyone but himself. Another language or was it a code of his own…? His eyes are focused to the far right– one would think he was in deep thought ( in reality, there was the gruesome presence of a man. a man who could not speak. a man who they found dead on the scene hours ago ). “ The killer targeted a man with an extensive criminal background. Maybe they’re seeking justice but– it’s a bit too much, don’t you think so? And you know what’s even more odd…? “ His eyes are now on her and quite telling. Did he know? Did he not? Or was he simply being eerily close to the suspect yet oblivious…? “ A while back I accidentally caught a woman committing a crime, a similar case like this…She had the darkest shade of black and come to think of it…about as tall as you. If these cases are connected– imagine the strength she’s got to take someone like him down…So, to answer your question– I wouldn’t be worried if I were you. “

[maorei]

I am still part of the friend thing...Unbelievable. I appreciate you

— && ; “ did you doubt me, lady? i’m kind of offended but as well happy that two days in a row i have been blessed with your presence. I love you! “ 

[orphivc]

I am so very late, but I believe I could be forgiven. Happy Birthday, dear.

It’s alright! ‘’the petite lass cooed, whilst a reassuring smile blossomed upon her features since Luda reckoned that was never too late, therefore was quite grateful for receiving the female sincere wishes’’

[dragcnian]

@oculvus replied to your photo • def doesnt know how to take selfies • its ok at least he tryna be helpful in life

           ❛ what’s wrong with my selfies? ❜

[sonoruus-blog1]

‘ keep your eyes open. ’ fuck me up

↳ SOFT ANGST   STARTER    SENTENCES! INCOMING FOR ♡ @oculvus  ; ACCEPTING!

          “ i’m – i’m trying, but i – i can’t. i just want to close my eyes. please let me close my eyes. ” the words come out as a plea, a shaky voice at low volume as she isn’t quite able to keep herself together ; to not start crying & whimpering. soojin didn’t give ara any information about what happened ; how it happened, she doesn’t need to know, no one needs to know. no one CAN know. all that is clear was that the young girl had been shot, possibly not a fatal wound in itself – but the loss of blood & the excruciating pain spoke a different language. it happened early in the morning, shortly before the first night of full moon would’ve been over, soojin doesn’t remember much. but she remembers the voice of a man, he screamed as he saw the wolf coming closer ; he panicked – he fired his gun, then he ran for his life while soojin was left to her own. at first, there had been no pain, only as she became herself again would she feel the throbbing sensation near her abdomen, & then she saw the blood. 

ara was closest to where she was, & the only one she trusted enough to appear in this condition at her doorstep. now, now all there was left to do was to clean the wound, stop the bleeding ; bandage it up & hope all would turn out to be well. but in the meantime soojin saw her funeral, vivid pictures dancing in her mind as she imagined the flowers laid on her grave, the bitter tears of her parents who wouldn’t be able to understand what happened – how it could’ve happened. that one day in june came back to mind, the day where she should’ve died but didn’t. maybe it was time now, maybe she had been here for longer than planned. who knows, life is a fickle thing – it can be taken so quickly, for such stupid reasons. 

“ i’m tired, ara.. ” the words are slurred, eyes slowly falling shut ; she struggles, but tries her hardest to keep them open, clutches the pillow the older female had given her, & prays. prays that there is a god, prays that he shows mercy for her. a long, deep breath – eyes closing slowly once again. “ i’m so tired. ”, she whines. 

[mxrtifero]

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( ✶ ) Send "🌟" if you think I write well ! — Open — @oculvus​ .

mun:     senpai thinks i write well, wow this is a day-maker especially when i think so highly of you writing.

[daiseun]

This IS THE CUTEST ACC IN THE WHOLE WEBSITE HAUS7SGDUSJSJXJD MMY HEART

OOC: THANK YOU SO MUCH? ♡ Believe me, there are much cuter accounts on here, too… 🥺

[dazzlehim-archived]

LEAVE BEAUTIFUL WORDS: moonie

i think you meant: popi

[cchilyoja]

; plucked from this meme. - still accepting. 

Oval shaped stones were perfectly perched on top of emerald green grass, showing the path towards the little pond. There were rose bushes around it, now some petals still managed to H A N G onto tiny sleep branches, but most were either on the ground or floating on the clear reflective surface of the water. It had been way too long the two had managed to meet and spend time together. Knowing that he was staying away to keep her safe even though it was ripping him apart on the inside. It would have been so satisfying to be selfish like he knew he really was. And how little it would take him to fully submerge himself into a self-gratifying reality that he could construct around the one the two were living in. 

But he was holding off, for fear that being around him would cause her any form of pain. There wasn’t much that he cherished, having a somewhat nihilistic approach and view of life, Jung-hoo could hardly be described as a sentimentalist or even more far fetched would be, to paint him as an optimist. And yet, in the stolen moments they shared, some longer than others, he allowed himself the illusion of normalcy. Of all those things he denied himself, or better yet, told himself he NEVER wanted. 

Holding her tiny hand in his, her words made him look up. Smiling despite himself, on in spite of the life he lead, and smile. “Are you saying that’s just how handsome I‌ am?” His other hand moved upwards, before gently landing on the crown of her head before moving down, over her silky hair. “You know I‌ feel the same.” Maybe more, but words would fail, they would be uttered noises that couldn’t fully encompass what he wanted to say, or how he really felt. 

                             “It’s getting a bit cold, maybe we should go.”

[eterneli]

im so happy to know u and ur smol pianist singer 3 year old fangs bebehyun

it’s 4 years bich, get it right

okay but. i’m very happy to know u and ur cute ball of sassy & beauty arallaby.listen you better come and love me and rp with me before i come pull at your feet at night.

[queensgambiit]

''You have been spoken about, by the trees, they were silent.''

( BOOK STARTERS, FIGHT CLUB   |   @oculvus )  

Why did she even try? She had all but given up on trying tounderstand many words that spilled from her friend’s red lips. Her words werealways so cryptic to Songyi, most and many rang through her ears as a threatbut Ara always had that air to the attorney. The other was as deadly as she wasbeautiful, the bloodiest budding rose in the bunch. Whatever she spoke of,under the murky, forsaken mist of the night only lit by the dull moonlight thatthey walked under through the dark streets, the attorney would admit that shefound herself relived that ‘the trees’(she would not pry into Ara’s associates, she knew that it would not end inanything good) spoke nothing of her.  

❛ That, I can appreciate.  ❜ A smile crossed its way over her plump lips,looking down to the belle. ❛ Ah, you are quite something, Ara. Every time we meet I can onlywonder what an interesting case you would be, though if everyone I knew was assmart as you I would be out of a job. Nonetheless, are you keeping well? Areyou eating alright? I worry about you sometimes, you are quite enigmatic. ❜

[inwolvesteeth]

cant believe this tumblr user is back