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[haebxtna]

@yokviboy​ continued from here.

❝ absolutely, ❞ the unwavering certainty in his voice impresses him for a moment before other matters overshadow his substantial ego. iridescent blue swirls lazily within its potion bottle as he passes it off to her, a nearby address written on the label stuck on the thick glass. he reiterates, ❝ the customer is nearby. she’s a nice woman, now go. ❞

nice here meaning the archaic fastidious, as in she’s a woman who nitpicks at everything and i don’t want to deal with her at this moment. so. not very nice at all. actually, quite prone to arguing with him. but the full moon is still weeks away and he’s ( semi ) confident haebitna will be fine.

“Absolutely?” It wasn’t the first time she’s heard the word from his lips and despite the conviction his tone held, it wasn’t as reliable as it should be. The first time she had done these “deliveries’, she almost scalded herself when the client threw the bottle near her. Too strong for a herbal medicine? How sure it is that this nice woman isn’t the same as the one before?

Taking the bottle from her boss, she placed it carefully on her small bag before turning back to him. “Do I get any health insurance for this?” She scrunches up her face, feeling the apprehension as she doesn’t feel too good about this. “I’ll call you once it’s delivered, or something bad happens again. But please,  사장님~, I hope you pick it your calls. Your clients can really be very demanding.”

[cultkiid]

@yokviboy ; 10 cloverfield lane starter call. 

   Eyes flutter open. Stars dance in her vision with every blink. Her head is throbbing and she can feel something run down from the back of her head to her neck--something warm and liquid. “Hnngh...” She can only let out an incoherent groan for the moment. Palms press to the mattress below as she attempts to push herself up. Through hazed sights, she spots a figure in the doorway. “...Where am I?”

[spoiledsovls]

@yokviboy.

...

it didn’t hurt... at least, not that much. nothing hurt anymore, it was just a sharp blow to the head. she felt the warmth of her blood on the side of her face, she was dazed. pull the trigger. she cried out, but he didn’t. he whacked her instead. would it be selfish to grab it and finish the duties herself? how stupid was it for her to do this just because her grades were falling? there was no one besides her brother that she could make happy yet-- her brother was off to the army and he wouldn’t suspect a thing. silent tears spill down her cheeks, she was shaking. “i told you...” she takes a deep breath, pointing at the gun that landed on the other side. “t’pull.. the trigger.”

[ashnbone-blog]

@yokviboy​

i decided to do some random starters (:

his nose itches, taeil sneezes. he is not a man just now, rather, he’s a large, shaggy black dog; and he’s very annoyed about it. his burn has a lot of a power, therefore, taeil has a lot of power. his burn has very little control over his magic, therefore, taeil has very little control over his gift. he’d tried four times unsuccessfully to be a man, or at least, not something with a lot of fur, with increasing failure. He’d given up as the dog, because he did not want to get any hotter. 

it doesn’t really matter what taeil is, because he’s still taeil. both beast and man, both old and young, both magic and null. but he sense a powerful presence, one to rival his burn, and the dog’s big eyes fix on the stranger nearby, watching him while he did some shopping and trying decide, with equally failing measure, if the man was potentially a threat, potentially a friend, or simple another existing presence in the vast, sprawling city of seoul. 

[eterneli]

@yokviboy      ;      ( the continuation of a tale † )

❝ yes. ❞ why else would he have said it? jun’s beginning to question baekhyun’s trust in him. he’s thrown lies at everyone his entire life, sure, but he’s only just begun shoving them at him. what grounds does he have to insinuate ( correctly so ) jun’s story to be a lie? perhaps his reputation precedes him. it’s a pity that reputations are built from the words of others. considering the many others he’s managed to leave outraged, he can only wonder what slander’s been adhered to his image.

❝ you wanted a story, i’m giving you one. ❞ he leans forward and rests his chin on his palm, ❝ is it so impossible for you to believe i was adopted? ❞ the cat’s already out of the bag and he’s not prone to hanging onto a dying cause, so he adds,  ❝ what if i had been? you would’ve been rude to accuse me of lying. ❞

❝ not quite impossible. but i do not take you for your words just yet, mr. warlock. ❞ there is taunt within words that spill from rose stained lips, edges coiled to the umbra of a mockery as his figure reclines to the flat of a wall, long limbs found crossing over the flat of his thorax. oh, such a fascinating species kept under the veil, owners of a nature far beyond what any being may explain within words -- and such addiction lies between ink and paper for a creature such as baekhyun himself. a string of humanity, as he deems. and if there is anything the male has learned about such compelling species is the natural ability to manipulate words, lies.

it is amusing, the coat of possible guilt thrown into shades, however the vampire’s demeanor remains intact, hazel pair of hues built to accompany the latter’s every step. ❝ rude? that would be a compliment if anything. i have no intentions of offering kindness. did you forget? i have come to study you. ❞ yes, that is the sole purpose of his visit, to extract pieces of information from such a notorious creature. it might just be entertaining, however, to dive into a routine of unsolved enigmas.

[erbxs]

@yokviboy replied to your post: petition for u to get better soon

heavenly father, pls give me the Strength to reply to the Hell nessa wrote me

[pssession-blog]

"Letting someone see you that vulnerable, it's a scary thing."

@yokviboy ; meme. – still accepting.

“ Wouldn’t call it scary, just idiotic. ” Because Lillith is scared of nothing, remember? No thing in this world is supposed to make her feel that way; in reality, it does. It is the scariest thing right next to her mother, she’d much rather D I E than show an emotional, vulnerable side to anyone. To some people it may seem overly dramatic, but her mother had told her so many times that it simply stupid to show such things that she can’t help but believe in it herself. It’s idiotic. It’s unnecessary, no one needs to know T H A T much about you. Whatever is going on inside of you doesn’t need to be known to anyone else. If people know about your weaknesses, your fears – they’ll be able to use them against you, eventually causing your downfall. 

“ Emotions in itself are unnecessary. Emotions are bullshit, no one needs to know that much about you. ” She speaks, voice firm, expression stoic – the usual, even if contemplates a lot of things, even if she is TERRIFIED of saying something wrong. Saying something that may indicate she does feel, that she has indeed something human about her. But frankly, isn’t it selfish to only feel bad for yourself? Lillith has no empathy for most people around her, she doesn’t care if her next victim cries and begs her to stop, to let them go; she doesn’t feel bad for them. Lillith only feels bad for herself. However, she wonders about one thing in particular: “ Where does that come from, though? Are we showing emotions now? Admitting to our fears? You must’ve gone insane, if you think that would actually happen. ” 

[segyc-blog]

“All suffering in the world is born from an individual’s incompetence.”

TOKYO GHOUL STARTERS ; @yokviboy ; always accepting!

well, how was he supposed to respond to that? other than to nod his head, of course. sometimes it was a pity. to see people trying so hard to change their fate. when all that so called fate ended up being was nothing more than a concept put together by simpleminded people wanting to blame something; for their failures, their shortcomings and mistakes. instead of facing that they were the ones behind it all along. 

“ yet people will always continue to be like this. someone will always keep on trying while another person will end up in more pain because of it. but i guess it makes humans special? ”

then again; yejun wasn’t too different. he would keep hurting people because he wanted to make his own dreams come true. no matter how many bodies he had to walk over and leave behind. 

[wretchhed]

@yokviboy​​ ;

a long stretch of silence. he looked off into a place beyond her and rested his chin on his palm as he wondered through it. silence began to wind itself around the pair and pull. finally,finally, he returned to their world and, with the beginnings of a smile pulling at his lips, eloquently provided, ❝ you vex me. ❞

Death lurked behind her eyes and lips that knew not of genuine smiles anymore pulled their corners up still. And she put on an act of surprise. “Vex you? Oh YOU are a funny one, my dear boy.” She kept her eyes steady, looking off into the stretch of sky beneath her. Two lone figure, sitting on top of a tower that overlooked the whole city, but where else could one find a little bit of peace in this calamity one dare called a city? Why ever had she wanted to be a part of this? The lit windows, like telltale proofs of the souls residing there, ready to be sent over. “And how exactly do I do that? Is it simply because I am of pure blood ? ” The bitterness almost hidden perfectly in her voice, her head clouded with memories on how she was called a traitor and how easily they had tortured poor Blue Demon so for what she had selfishly wished for.

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[desimagery-blog]

‘ here. you wanted one, right ? ‘

meme. // accepting !

   he’s all eyes. from the moment jun stepped into near vicinity, to how he set the object down. sejin’s arms unfold, but remains with his back pressed against the seat, not taking an up-close glance. he already knew what he’d been brought. he can recall mentioning it on purpose, just to see if jun had it on his store; obviously, why wouldn’t there be at least one type of poison on that shop of his ? 

   ❛ oh. you remembered. ❜ a nail taps on the glass. ❛ whatever you’re planning on getting out of this, though, just keep it. it’s not urgent to get my hands on it. ❜ never was in the first place.

[haebxtna]

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[jihnq-blog]

@yokviboy​  -----  이건 어때 !? 

         Jinhong abhors confrontations  ---  he’s a man of peace, of tranquility, of still waters and stability ... a man, so to say-- merely a boy, a teenager lost in his own idealistic world where every single soul on earth is made of good, sheer good and solicitude is the only way for eternal, perpetual placidity. He thinks that simply offering some sense of solicitude towards others may bring to a change but he’s yet to figure these things out -- he’s still a child, he’s yet to learn... that life, well... in life some people are made of pure evil, malice and that their main causes are to cause havoc upon this earth without any second thought of who will be impaired along their way of total annihilation. Thinking in such a positive perspective is lovely and delightful however juvenile and that is exactly what he is --- childish. He’s yet to experience things to realize these facts --- once he would experience life at its fullest and/or decides to remove his goggles (mostly or) of pink beautiful and sweet perception in which throughout the world is beloved and gracious and the people living in it are humanitarian and come from good causes only, perhaps then he shall comprehend the progress the bitter truth of this world. But he’s still oblivious, still ignorant regardless of anything said or done to him ... truly, a lost case. With these being said he obviously does not for a second ponder about any noxious intentions of any of these sides ; Jun’s side of the deal versus Mr. Stranger who had appearently some sort of business with his so-called friend (to the fact which he’s used as prey he’s also completely oblivious) and whom ever genuinely owns money to whom...? Well, before that and the fact that he does not truly care and neither does he want to get involved in business that are not his own ------ Jinhong is simply a lighthearted, meek youngster -- a boy with a jovial smile and spirit planning on spending some time with his friend. Even if that means following the older one of the two into places he isn’t quite familiar with ... he’s a boy of wonder, that is certain, and he doesn’t care much where he’s conveyed towards for he trusts his friend, and he wishes to believe with all of his heart that where they are heading towards will be fun and mirth, worthy of the enigma in these streets they walk in.

[spoiledsovls]

@yokviboy​.

...

“yeah. you’re tryin’ t’hard t’pursue a fact that’s built up on lies. lies!” it’s like he was interrogating her (ha.) she’s had enough. they were bickering yet again because she wouldn’t take the backlash this time. it was his fault. it clearly was. did he want to admit it? no. could she admit that he did it? no, but they both know it was his fault. “why pin it on a school girl like me? a school girl too innocent an’--may i quote--stupid t’even commit a crime such as this?” he could pull the age card on her, but so could she. she was reckless, she was young. that’s what explained most of her actions. “fuckin’ suck it up. it’s your fault an’ solely yours.”

[ashnbone-blog]

❝ The more you know, the shorter your life will be. ❞

cowboy bebop starters

“Not in our case,” he smirks a little, feeling the weight of more lifetimes than should be allowed pressing down on both of them like weight. He rubs his eyes, and settles a little bit better on the cement walk, legs dangling off the ledge of the bridge. The ebb and flow of Han River wove it’s way towards the sea beneath them, a creature that yielded very little change in the centuries. 

He pulls a can of beer to his lips and takes a gulp, blinking at the darkness and listening to the flow of water, and the traffic that sped just a few feet from their backs on the other side of the sidewalk behind them. Occasionally, another pedestrian would stroll by, weaving out of the way of the two stationary loiterers. “What do you think we’ve learned anyway that’s worth enough stress to shorten a lifespan?” 

[93moon-blog]

Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 56 truths about you. At the end, choose 10 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you.

Tagged by: @seulpeun ; @98east ( *gasps* THANK U ! ♥ ) Tagging: @svvyn ; @yokviboy ; @hanhwayo ; @goghjoo ;  @haebxtna ; @halsiion ; @oftheoi ; @dahliancgra ; @aprt7012 ; @soulreapcr ; @vuotriste ; @consilian ; @tempuris   &  anyone who wants to ♥

WHAT WAS YOUR:

Last Beverage: yogurt drink. Last phone call: to 준호 asking if he could pick me up, so we can walk & talk a little. Last text message: my noona, she’s a lot more worried these days. Last song you listened to: AS FEEL - GLABINGO Last time you cried: the day before yesterday.

HAVE YOU EVER:

Dated someone twice: don’t think so. Been cheated on: i hope not. Kissed someone and regretted it: mhm. Lost someone special: no more than the fingers on one hand. Been depressed: nah, a little maybe. Been drunk and threw up: of course not.

LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS:

alabama crimson, antique brass, azureish white

LAST YEAR, HAVE YOU:

Made a new friend: i guess so, not plenty but enough. Fallen out of love: nope, haven’t. Laughed until you cried: ah, yeah, probably, isn’t it sad that i can’t remember? Met someone who changed you: nope, that was way before. Found out who your true friends are: they come & go, right? i stopped trying to hold them & create an illusion. still it’s hard sometimes & hurts when they leave. after all they are a part of who you are. Found out someone was talking about you: that’s a given when work’s competition.

FIRSTS:

First surgery: hand, about 10 minutes long, it wasn’t difficult. First piercing: never had one. First best friend: 유진, my first kiss, ahh, she was exactly like the girl next door. we did a lot of shenanigans together. she stole flowers while i waited for her with bruised knees, drinking milk. i wonder what she’s doing right now ... First sport you joined: ballet, who would have guessed?! First vacation: first vacation that i remember is deokjeokdo, after three days my sister was feverish, so we had to leave early. First pair of trainers: white ones. i jumped into a deep puddle, thinking we could clean them later ... well, i was wrong.

RIGHT NOW:

Eating: pretzel sticks Drinking: tea I’m about to: rehearse for next week’s show, there’s still a lot do. Waiting for: my next train to catch, we’ve still plenty of time though.

YOUR FUTURE:

Want kids: no, please. Get married: it does feel nice when you think about it, however it doesn’t have to be official. i don’t need papers to tie me to my significant other. Career: still on stage ─ till i collapse.

WHICH IS BETTER:

Lips or eyes: eyes. Hugs or Kisses: hugs. Shorter or Taller: taller. Older or younger: both?! unless we don’t have anything to talk about ... that’s too much. Romantic or Spontaneous: spontaneous. Nice stomach or nice arms: just nice. Sensitive or Loud: sensitive & loud --- for the drama. Hook-up or relationship: hook-ups that lead to a relationship. Trouble maker or hesitant: hesitant.

HAVE YOU EVER:

Kissed a stranger: yes, don’t see the problem. Drank hard liquor: yeah, but i’m not much a friend of it. Lost glasses/contacts: i don’t use either. so no. Sex on first date: nah. Broke someone’s heart: i’m pretty sure. Been arrested: no, never. Turned someone down: better that than playing them. Cried when someone died: no ... shed a single tear, maybe?! Fallen for a friend: unfortunately.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

Yourself: always. Love at first sight: i don’t think so. Heaven: i tolerate it?! am prepared for everything.  Santa Claus: for a couple of years. Kiss on the first date: even before that. Angels: i should, right?!