#the successful removal of you would probably kill me too (suriel&jimin)
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starter for @astraeignis
‘Zaopiekuj się nim, dobrze? Na całym świecie jest tylko jeden taki.’ To jak entuzjastycznie mała kiwała wtedy głową sprawiła, że uwierzył. ‘Będziemy razem do końca świata!’ zapewniła go, przytulając do serca. ‘Nigdy cię nie zapomnę!” I rzeczywiście, wyglądało na to, że będą razem do końca. Problem z tym, że koniec przyszedł za szybko -- za szybko dla niego, zdecydowanie za wcześnie dla małej.
Zrozpaczeni rodzice zamiast zatrzymać jej rzeczy na pamiątkę, pozbyli się wszystkiego. Jak najszybciej. Żadnej garażowej wyprzedaży, żadnej zabawy w rozdawanie zabawek innym dzieciom. Wszystko, co znajdowało się w jej pokoju trafiło na śmietnik. Łącznie z nim.
Złomowisko stało się jego nowym domem. Gdyby nie samotność, to nie było to nawet takie złe -- do mieszkania na cmentarzysku dla mebli i starych zabawek pośród porozbijanych ekranów telewizorów, połamanych krzeseł i stołów oraz powoli gnijących pluszowych misiów można się było przyzwyczaić. Do długich wieczorów spędzonych w tej samej niewygodnej pozycji, bez nikogo kto by się do ciebie uśmiechnął już niekoniecznie.
Może to samotność pewnego dnia tchnęła w niego życie. Gdy się obudził zauważył, że wszystko wokół niego nagle skurczyło się o kilka rozmiarów -- a przynajmniej tak mu się wydawało dopóki jego uwagi nie przykuła jego miniaturka leżąca obok niego. To była lalka, w której dotychczas zamknięta była jego dusza. “Jestem... człowiekiem?” Usłyszawszy słowa płynące z własnych ust, zasłonił twarz dłońmi. Może się ruszać?! W tym momencie skoczył na nogi (niestety, trochę za szybko -- po sekundzie stracił równowagę i wylądował na starym laptopie -- ostatecznie już rozwalając matrycę.
Bolące kości nie miały znaczenia. Nieco ostrożniej, Suriel podniósł się i rozejrzał dookoła. Wkrótce jego śmiech roznosił się po całym złomowisku.
#astraeignis#the successful removal of you would probably kill me too (suriel&jimin)#au: of dolls and whispers#(wow that's so crappy. forgive me otl#(it's easier to write in english. or in korean#(i suspect it would even be easier to write in french or in japanese even tho i don't remember anything xd
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“Come on; even I know that they’re hotter than me.” (chimchim)
Jealousy meme | status: accepting
Ha. Jimin’s comment’s met with silence. They’re at the club together and up until now they were dancing – or more like Suriel kept encouraging Jimin to dance for him. In comparison to the dancer his own moves looked rather clumsy even though the phoenix still looked more graceful than most of the people on the dance floor. Perhaps that’s why soon a little crowd gathered around the two of them and their casual dancing turned into a little performance.
Eyes on Jimin, all eyes on Jimin or at least that was what Suriel was telling himself every time he glanced at the audience. He’s not jealous that the guardian was receiving all of the attention. He’s proud that he’s the one who asked Jimin out this night. And as the song came to an end he leaned closer to the male’s ear about to tease the male about his popularity and perhaps slither in a line or two about how happy he was he didn’t need to fight for Jimin’s attention, how much joy this moment brought him. But he wasn’t given the opportunity – someone interrupted them.
One of the braver girls approached Suriel and asked him for a dance. That’s unexpected to say the least and Suriel froze in spot blinking a few times at the woman before he turned his attention to Jimin again. The look on his face said he didn’t know what to do and that had Jimin utter the words that were supposed to be encouraging. He leaned over so that nobody else but Suriel could hear him. Come on; even I know that they’re hotter than me, Suriel heard and as he glanced at the guardian, the other just gave him a quizzical look then pushed him gently towards the girl.
He had no other choice but to give her the next dance, especially since he didn’t want to make her look bad in the eyes of everyone else. Again, cheering could be heard from the crowd and he believed he could hear Jimin’s voice mixed within that noise. The entire song his mind was focused on Jimin’s words and how mistaken he was.
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starter for @delunariis (in for the angst)
It’s the benevolent light coming from outside that woke Suriel up. Moon’s up and its magic light reached the ice beauty locked in the cage not much bigger than him. He cannot even spread his wings properly. Twentieth night -- that’s the longest he’s not been let out from the cage. Liar, liar, liar. You’ve never really been out, the room they let you out in was hardly any better than the cage, if anything it’s a mockery of freedom. The hope they give out only to snatch it right away a second after.
At some point, he hoped, he would get used to the life of a captive bird. At some point they would get tired, the tests would stop and they would simply keep him fed and watered -- their little trophy. But it’s the fifth year in and the ice bird doesn’t even cry for help anymore, he doesn’t lash out like he used before. It was of no use, the hunters were prepared and the entire place was practically swarmed with sigils to keep his powers to the safe minimum they could work with. And he, he just fell, deeper and deeper.
Suriel almost never slept. He would fall asleep, or more like pass out for a few moments only to wake up with a soundless scream upon his lips. The nightmares, his dreams were always the nightmares -- they kept him in the cage, they tied him to the radiators, wear him out, try and crush his spirit. He looked towards the boy sleeping soundly next to him. God, he’s lucky to have him, especially in the moments like these -- without much thought given he clung to the other. It must be the cold touch of his bare skin that woke Jimin up and usually he’d feel at least little pangs of his conscience but not now. Now, more than anything he needed the Moon Guardian to look upon him, he needed to see the reassuring smile on the other’s face, to which he could answer with one of his own. Thus, he kept his arms tightly wrapped around the male, a small kiss placed against Jimin’s shoulder. “I need you again, guardian.” his voice barely a whisper.
Naked but safe and lifelessly yours.
#delunariis#:reply#the successful removal of you would probably kill me too (suriel&jimin)#au: maybe you are my only way to be free
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delunariis answered:
✦✧✦ “Cotton candy? I didn’t know you had a sweet tooth.” Jimin smiled at the other even wider than before. “Cotton candy sounds good, I admit to being weak against it’s delicious light and fluffy sweetness.” Somewhat surprised at how caring Suriel was, Jimin didn’t comment and just gratefully put on his coat and buttoned it up to make sure to be warm outside.
In al honesty, he’s never had cotton candy, but lately he’s only ever looked at the fluffy cloud candy from afar, admiring the craftsmanship of people who sculpted it. Recently however he has discovered a craving for that particular sweet that clearly wasn’t there before. “Well, in all honesty, it’s going to be the first time for me...” He smoothed Jimin’s collar then took a step away to look at the male. Then he did something unexpected -- took his own coat (one he had put on maybe once throughout the entire winter to avoid people staring at him) and put it on as well, buttoning it up. Nothing was going to ruin his day out with Jimin, and especially not his own recklessness -- he had to make sure of that. Head tilted slightly to the side, he looked at the other then offered his hand. “Come on.”
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SEND ME A ♔ AND I’LL DESCRIBE THE RELATIONSHIP OF OUR MUSES IN ONE GIF
Bonus (if it isn’t them too):
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“bitch”
“Say whaaat?”
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😍😍😍
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“Only three of them? ONLY THREE? Well, that’s not okay. Here.” Suriel threw the three printed photos onto the desk (x, x, x) and then after a moment he added three more (x, x, x). “Here, I cheated.” And after a moment. “Actually, you know what? HERE!” He thought for a moment then pointed to the second batch of photos he placed on the desk. “If I absolutely had to choose just the three of them then it would be those three.”
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Acts of Affection
Ω Running a hand over their collar bone or décolleté.
Of course Suriel forgot himself, hand pushed his bangs away from his face. Blue smudges on his cheekbones, some silver and blue in his hair – paint all over his fingers. That’s the first time he’s painting for someone and it’s for Jimin at that, so he’s double as nervous as he’d usually be. He looked towards his half finished art, a slight frown appearing on his face as he noticed how crooked the fledgling’s beak looked. This won’t do, he decided and was ready to correct his mistake but he wasn’t able to as he had Jimin walk in the room, making his plan nearly impossible.
He felt the guardian’s body pressing against his back in a tight hug as his arms went up and wrapped around Suriel’s neck. The ice phoenix looked down at Jimin’s hands, a smile already spreading on his face. “You weren’t supposed to come in until I’m done.” he commented on the male’s intrusion but in fact he’s happy to know the other missed him enough to ignore the request. “It’s not quite finished yet.” A bite to his lower lip and a focused look thrown towards the painting of a little bluebird swinging on a branch that oddly enough resembled deer’s antler – maybe it wouldn’t be this obvious if there wasn’t another branch right next to it, this one staying empty. Truthfully, it just needed a few finishing touches, maybe a little something drawn near the empty branch to counterpoise the left side of the painting. “How do you like it?” he’s scared to hear the negative opinion, but with the way Jimin clung to him, he believed his friend did not dislike it this much.
Before hearing Jimin’s answer, he felt fingers dragged against his collarbone, first delicately as if the other was unsure whether he’s allowed to, then with a little more confidence as Suriel did not push him away. He felt the guardian resting his chin on Suriel’s shoulder for a moment to get a better look and then he again pressed his head against the phoenix’s back and nodded (with what he hoped was admiration). Then he felt the male smiling against his shoulder blade. Jimin’s hand was still ghosting against Suriel’s collarbone affectionately and the ice bird brought his hand up to cover Jimin’s, leaving little blue stains on it. He wanted to treasure this moment forever and yet dared not to ruin it by pulling out his cellphone to take a picture of them. Hopefully, his brain decides it’s a memory worth remembering and never wipes it out.
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Me.
Send me a kink/fetish and I’ll tell you whether or not my muse is into it. | status: accepting
“Someone knows what’s up.”
#:reply#delunariis#su: whispers. i'm digging myself a grave#the successful removal of you would probably kill me too (suriel&jimin)#(still done with his friends tho
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This is how we spread over rough things Found from clipped wings.
Sneaker Pimps - Precious One
Suriel & Jimin
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"Little slappy, make daddy happy."
“… I’m a saint and I don’t know you, little person.”
#:reply#(blocked reported deleted and blocked again for safety reasons#delunariis#the successful removal of you would probably kill me too (suriel&jimin)
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Your body is 65% water and I'm thirsty.
Pick Up Lines Meme
Now’s really not the best time for Jimin to say such words, then again it’s perhaps why he choose to that exact moment. He just walked out of the shower and still dripping wet, he fell onto the couch not even bothering to throw a towel over his body. It’s his best friend that did so, but not without a comment first. ‘your body is 65% water’ Suriel gave Jimin a confused look, head tilting to the side slightly, damp strands of hair falling into his eyes; he had no idea where Jimin was going with it. ‘and I’m thirsty’ – gradually, his eyes widened. If there was anything the guardian could surprise him with it was a pick up line and a shameless one at that. “You should have at least waited until I’m dry with that…” Or dressed. Or at the very least sitting up. “There are ice cubes in the freezer.” He’s finally able to say something more to that. “I’m pretty sure the taste will be close enough for you.”
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@delunariis:
✦✧✦ Jimin had to bite down on his lower lip hard to keep a stream of curses from coming out. He took a few moments, then did a short breathing exercise after which he was able to finally smile and reply to the other. “This is my house, Su. That case did not get there by levitating, it was put there. And not by friendly house pixies. I can do it myself, thank you.” Unfortunately, Suriel was already handing him the object and there was nothing left for Jimin but to take it from him and calmly and with all the dignity he could muster simply walk to the sink and fill the vase with water.
Not even for a moment he doubted the shorter male could find the solution which didn’t require Suriel’s help, yet he still offered one. Partially because he felt responsible for Jimin’s well-being and safety, partially because he wanted the other to know he could depend on him. He really wanted all the best for the guardian. After Jimin’s words silence fell, and if it wasn’t between of them it would surely become awkward in a very short time. But Suriel was quick to prevent it, he moved closer and looked over Jimin’s shoulder down at the flowers he brought him. “They are called silverstars.” he announced. The fact was that those little clusters of delicate silver flowers did not have a name. At least not one known to the waking world, thus Suriel named them himself. He stumbled upon them during his last visit in the Dreaming World and Matthew explained to him that they bloom at night and light the way back home for the creatures of the night. They gave a faint silver light in the dark and immediately reminded him of the guardian. “I just thought you could maybe use them in some way.” Or just keep them, as the dream-flowers would not wither away.
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Sure, it was all Suriel’s fault. At this point he shouldn’t be surprised that Jimin took his suggestion for a challenge, after all it wasn’t the first time that happened. And yet it seemed as if he didn’t suspect it at all. Jimin’s tongue dragged against his cheek, he could feel the wet muscle leave a trail of saliva behind as it moved from the bottom of his jawline to his left ear, then Jimin took his earlobe between his lip and sucked on it, a little bit too eagerly, clearly enjoying the fact that it took every little ounce of power left in Suriel’s body to compose himself. Ice phoenix was sure that by now the male must have noticed his body tensing; he was after all practically clinging to his friend (body pressed against Suriel’s side) to – Suriel could only guess – intensify the feeling of desperation growing in the phoenix, who’s fighting against his instincts, against his urges.
Finally, after they parted, he slapped Jimin’s shoulder and then pushed the male onto the couch and turned him around. His hand struck the lower part of the male’s butt cheeks. It sit there for a short moment and then disappeared only to come in contact with his buttock once again. And again. And again. Four times. Then he turned him back and as soon as he saw Jimin was about to protest, saying Suriel was the one to blame for what happened, the ice phoenix covered the guardian’s mouth. “This was for sucking on my earlobe. I have never suggested you should do that.”
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ATTRACTIVENESS:
repulsive ― hideous ― ugly ― not attractive ― unappealing ― not unattractive ― meh ― no preference ― ok ― mildly attractive ― nice looking ― cute ― adorable ― attractive ― pleasant on the eyes ― good looking ― hot ― sexy ― beautiful ― gorgeous ― hot damn ― would tap that ― perfect ― godlike ― holy fuck there are no words(It’s a why are you even my friend kind of attractiveness, but let’s not talk about it)
PERSONALITY:
grating ― irritating ― frustrating ― boring ― confusing at best ― awkward ― unreasonable ― psychotic ― disturbing ― interesting ― engaging ― affectionate ― aggressive ― ambitious ― anxious ― artistic ― bad tempered ― bossy ― charismatic ― appealing ― unappealing ― creative ― courageous ― dependable ― unreliable ― unpredictable ― predictable ― devious ― dim ― extroverted ― introverted ― egotistical ― gregarious ― fabulous ― impulsive ― intelligent ― sympathetic ― talkative ― up beat ― peaceful ― calming ― badass ― flexible(Why is there no ‘weird’ option. You are definitely weird, Park Jimin. Otherwise, I doubt you would put up with me. But hey, I adore you either the way.)
HOW LIKELY THEY WOULD BE TO HAVE SEX WITH THEM.
not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending ― fuck no! ― never ― no way ― not likely ― not sure ― indifferent ― i’m asexual ― maybe ― probably ― it depends ― fairly likely ― likely ― yeah sure ― yes ― would tap that ― hell yes ― fuck yes! ― wishing that could happen right now ― as many times as possible ― we are already having sex(No homo, bro)
LEVEL OF FRIENDSHIP:
never in a million years ― worst of enemies ― enemies ― rivals ― indifferent ― neutral ― acquaintance ― friendly toward each other ― casual friends ― friends ― good friends ― best friends ― fuck buddies ― bosom buddies ― practically the same person ― would die for them ― true friends ― my only friend(Needs to be protected)
FIRST IMPRESSION OF THEM:
i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them
CURRENT IMPRESSION OF THEM:
i hate them so much ― i don’t like them ― i don’t trust them ― they annoy me ― they’re weird ― i’m indifferent ― meh ― they seem alright ― they’re growing on me ― truce ― i think i like them ― i like them ― i’m not sure if i trust them ― i trust them ― they’re cool ― they’re genuine ― i think we’re going to get along ― i really like them ― i think i’m in love ― oh fuck they’re hot ― i love them
HOW GOOD OF A KISSER:
worst kisser ever ― terrible ― bad ― awkward ― just okay ― alright ― pretty good ― good ― makes me moan ― excellent ― exciting ― oh god they’re good ― i dream about it ― fucking amazing ― absolute perfection ― we haven’t kissed
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2017년5월10일
This is my friend, I’m in love with him Soft hair, bright eyes, weird sense of humour Insecure and scared of many things Sometimes I wonder how he lives Facing up his fears every day But here’s a really weird thing: No matter how far from me he is He knows exactly when I need him
This is my friend, and he’s fine With him I spend the vast majority of my time He’s not perfect but he’s mine He’s not perfect
This is my friend, but how good he is Despite his many different flaws Sometimes I complain he’s an imp But when he locks himself away I cannot help but just to worry And the weirdest thing about him is: With his joy he breathes new life into me And he always tries to treat me kindly
This is my friend, and he’s fine With him I spend the vast majority of my time He’s not perfect but he’s mine
This is my Jimin, and sometimes we fight Fists, claws and teeth, and we don’t mean it. I’ve seen him cry himself to sleep I’ve cursed him when I was in grief But I know I would never leave him It’s scary to admit that he Means more than anyone to me His smile brings life a brand new meaning.
This is my Jimin and he's fine With him I spend the vast majority of my time He's not perfect but he's mine He's not perfect but he's mine He's not perfect, probably worried he won’t make it We're not perfect but we’re fine.
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