insanity

[pndorarp-blog]

     they say humans can only reach the limits of the sky. they limit us with false words and invisible chains , binding us to m o r t a l lives when we know we are built for bigger greatness.  are you one of them ? a person that wants to s t r i v e for a larger purpose in this life?  wiling to toss yourself into a life filled of wonder and success? then enter and have a look at what we offer here, in Pandora.  where what you want , what you wish to become is turned into a reality.  no more constructing chains of humanity.  we will help you reach those stars ;  all you have to do is open your own Pandora’s Box.  aren’t you a little curious to see what’s inside ?

                                                        ( we are your key to surpassing that which holds us back.                                                           here, everyone that joins us get’s a piece of the world                                                           we want you to thrive in, any abnormalities that may                                                           boost your survival chances more than the next, we’re                                                           more than willing to hand them to you. for a small price,                                                           of course.. nothing too crazy, just the exclusive privilege                                                           to watch as your survival instincts do just that. survive.                                                           are you willing to take the risks? well, so are we. )

    PANDORA IS NOW OPEN FOR RESERVATIONS ONLY.

                                               GRAND OPENING: JANUARY 6TH.

[miyogurt]

@atrvcvus​ continued from here

When she opened her door to reveal the man nearly doubled over in pain, her motherly instincts took over. She did not question what he was doing or why he was at her apartment; all she wanted was to make sure that he was going to be okay. Stephanie bit her lip as she looked at one of the many wounds, some of old scars and others of fresh blood, that littered his body. She had never been on this side of the fence, she had only ever been bandaged by others (though the damage was never this severe). Despite her best efforts, she couldn’t stop her hands from shaking. With him having been beaten into a bloody pulp, knowing what he did for a living, and now having him in her home? She was afraid, for his safety and her own. The feeling of helplessness dawned over her as she clenched her fist and handed the tweezers over to him. Who was she to feel weak and scared when Guk was in this condition? “I’m sorry.” She says softly as she grabs the bottle of rubbing alcohol, unscrewing the cap for him so it’d be ready for use. 

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             apologies did n o t h i n g . they served no propose nor did they make the situations any better.   it’s those two little words that irk Yongguk like never before as his hand reaches out for the tweezers.   they are words he had heard being uttered to him one too many times by his mother as he was in his hold ;   watching the life slip out  her.   they were words that triggered him .  he hadn’t even allowed his brothers to utter those words in front of them in tough situations.  ❛ why the fuck are ya apologizin’ for ? ❜ was he the one that aimed && fired ? no .  her names wasn’t written behind the reasons of his lacerations && the wounds placed upon him.  a deal gone wrong it was.  ❛ apoloigizin for shit like this ain’t gonna fix it ,steph. ❜  his eyes directed away from the beauty he had grown to have this -- unique relationship with . one of toxic nature ;  which was why he still wondered why the fuck he came to her as he  used the tweezers to pull out the piece of glass sticking out of his side.  A growl of a g o n y ripping past his lips , as his hand immediately went to toss the bloodied tweezers && glass to the side && applied pressure to the wound.  his vision was horribly blurry ;  chest raising && falling too fast for his liking.  he knew he wouldn’t be able to close the wound on his own. his trembling hand to his side was an indication of that.      ❛ use the rubbin’ alcohol && pour it over my side to disinfect then i am going to want you to grab a needle , sterilize it over the stove  , grab some thread  && stitch me up, steph.   ❜ he panted quietly , licking his parched lips.  ❛if you want to be a use , do that for me steph.  I’ll walk ya threw but fuckin’ shit i can’t do it on my own. ❜

[atrvcvus-blog]

「 ❀ 」 Their relationship was untypical, a chance encounter turning into something more of an unbreakable bond. He was still somewhat a mysterious figure in her life - too uncertain, too intense… too dangerous even. But she sought to overlook the itch of wanting to know more about him, they both know it was the best for them. For the older male who was somewhat of an older brother figure in her life, the least Suji could do was offer him comfort. And in typical Suji style that was known to be unconventional, she quips up with her rather random offer of wanting to write letters. She doesn’t know why it was the first thing that jumped to mind but she’s unhesitating in speaking out loud. Mild embarrassment washes over her features upon realization that writing just might not be his thing, his obvious amusement causing her to break out into a sheepish smile as well. What was it about her love for the old school charm of reaching out to people that she could not withhold? Everything, perhaps. With her own arms around his midriff in a squeezing hug that oozed with warmth, she finally takes a step back and folds them behind her back. A light sigh escapes her lips, lower lip jutted out in a rather childlike pout at his words.

“But I never know when I’d see you next, oppa. And it’s hard to get through to you via phone.” Her forehead wrinkles in thought as she settles her gaze upon his face. “I will if you promise to call me regularly, like give me that one slot in a week when I can talk to you, okay? Promise me.”

                       oppa,  it’s a word that w o u l d have his skin ( curling ) with d i s t a s t e  && his eyes hardening at the ones that dared to call him that.  he was no brother figure . well at least not one sisters would be proud of . yet as those words leave those smooth naturally pinked tiers  ;  guk knew that she was ( probably ) the only one that could get away with it.  it just sounded right coming from Suzy.    it burns his throat  ;  the feeling nostalgia floating around them .  a feeling that makes him remember he’s still human in some way . at least around suji.    ❛  three phone calls , && an open slot of the week . a’little damandin’ aren’t we , princess.   ❜ a nickname of affection parts from his lips along with a muffled laugh.  he could do that right ? it was dangerous && he was sure his brothers would begin asking him questions.  They had already begin questioning his  ( o d d ) behavior .  wondering just what the eldest was up to .    ❛ a’ight i promise .  ❜ it’s a promise that would most likely be broken ;  times were unpredictable for the leader of a gang.  with his hands tied behind his back   ;   he had no other choice but to utter out a false promise to the beauty before him .  A tight smile plastered to his lips ; still believable enough for her not to question .   ❛ now get goin’ before i actually do just take ya away && we can play hooky together, Su. .  ❜

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He knew - oh, he knew it wasn’t going to be good when he told his eldest brother of what happened, but it was unavoidable. Questions would have been asked the second he arrived home wounded. It was much easier to just flat out explain to Yongguk what happened. The anger is evident, especially with the way the skin on Guk’s knuckles tightened. Taking note of the not-so-subtle gesture to sit at the table, Jongup obliged, hesitating ever so slightly when it came to answering his brother’s question. Brother…no, he was more like a father. A fact that the younger was never ashamed to admit - Yongguk was the only father figure he had in his life, and he wouldn’t trade it for the world. But it didn’t change the fact that he wished Zelo were here at the moment, for moral support at least. Wincing as his boss tended carefully to his wounds, dark eyes quietly followed the other’s movements, lips pursed before he spoke up. “They’re new - real new…they had a blue Chinese dragon on their jackets.” Sighing, he paused, waiting until his busted lip was finished being taken care of. Defeat laced his voice as he spoke again. “I didn’t catch their name.” Hell, the only reason he knew they were new, was due to the fact that he’d never before seen them around. “But I fought back. Sent them back with a message.”

                         to say he wasn’t filled with pride knowing jongup had at least put up a fight && sent a message to the new scum  would be a utter lie.  the elder’s lips twitched ( subtly ) upward , watching as the once dirty knuckles of his younger brother son became clean under his hold.   ❛   blue chinese dragon on their jackets. ❜   words repeated dangerously low in his voice ; a rumble in his chest showed just how much the elder was not pleased.  he had heard of new comers hitting their areas.  in fact ; he was sure he had sent himchan out to do some follow ups .  whatever they could get their hands on about these new rookies. 

he had came up e m p t y handed other than the fact that all of them were some of korean && chinese decent. 

blood  tainted his hands  ; crimson flowing out of his son figure’s side was just a remainder that jongup was too young for this world.  yet , it was the only one jongup was to know the day himchan brought the boy home .  a boy that had grown up well . under the care of guk and himchan , before the rest followed.  sounds of hand rustling within the first aid kit and breathing from both parties are the only noise dancing in the kitchen.   ❛ fuckin’ cunts , buncha pussy ass shits.  gangin’ up on people. ❜  how  i r o n i c.  they were one of those scums , but at least they fought on one on one without bringing others to the mess unless needed. unless one of the brothers were injured && in danger.   ❛ fuckers came packin’ didn’t they ? i swear , were did the fuckin’ dignity of mafia go to shit ‘round this town , uppie. ❜ the name he only used between jongup && him parted from his lips , fingers squeezing around the slash the boy had on his forearm , pushing the open skin together . he had discovered it when rolling up the sweater  ;  feeling it drenched with crimson.   needle && thread held firmly in between his free fingers. 

more scars for his younger brother to carry . more tragic stories for the youth to hold within his head && not tell a soul. 

❛ya know the drill kid , bite down on the table cloth. once i get this patched up you can go clean up && then head down for some food. I think himchan left some leftovers in the fridge. ❜  orders pouring from his lips . he had shit to do ; things to still look over but for now , that would && could wait as he attended to the boy. 

❛ ready ? ❜  

needle cleaned && positioned at the end of the wound -- taunting the skin as with a  smooth motion it marked the beginning of skin tugging && skin pulling.

[atrvcvus-blog]

by: @joyfulxrunaway​ You can tell a lot about a person by the music they listen to. Put your mp3 player, itunes, spotify, etc. on shuffle & list the first 10 songs & then tag 10 people, no skipping // REPOST & DON’T REBLOG !

skrillex & rick ross - Purple Lamborghini 

the notorious B.I.G - Who shot ya

nas - Life’s a bitch

kendrick lamar - King Kunta 

zico - bermuda triangle ( ft : crush & dean )

missy elliott - bring the pain

naughty by nature -  feel me flow

mino - fear

Sik-K (식케이) - 랑데뷰 (Rendezvous)

지투 (G2) - 1999 (Feat. GRAY)

tagging: @onlyoneshct @rvxeira @amsijang @miyogurt

[andhungry]

MURDER BALLAD: A NEW MUSICAL LYRICS SENTENCE STARTERS.

’  someone’s gonna die.  ’

’  from new york to berlin come stories of true love gone awry.  ’

’  we all want to touch the flames but not get burned.  ’

’  there’s always a killer so logically someone has to die.  ’

’  you’re brighter than the sun and i revolve around you.  ’

’  after three years it became clear, with close inspection, no one’s perfection.  ’

’  aren’t you scared you’ll say, when you’re old and gray, a better life has passed you by? and i’d be the reason why.  ’

’  free will and fate both play their part.  ’

’  trust no one. stay on guard.  ’

’  i don’t want the sun, i’m safer in the static.  ’

’  it’s two a.m., i’m drunk again.  ’

’  what did you come here for if you don’t wanna kiss? doesn’t anybody want to kiss me?  ’

’  is your heart broken? did mamma ever tell you, bad boys, they don’t stay?  ’

’  all men are assholes.  ’

’  shut up and kiss me,  ___.  ’

’  slow down, baby. quiet your mind.  ’

’  come on, let me ease your troubled mind.  ’

’  sleep. that’s what we do at night.  ’

’  don’t pretend that things are alright.  ’

’  don’t make me a promise. people take those away.  ’

’  i don’t want anyone to love me — but i do want you to stay.  ’

’  i will conquer this damn city.  ’

’  won’t fall in love again, no, never again.  ’

’  a baby changes everything.  ’

’  you don’t understand. you will never understand.  ’

’  slow down. listen, please hear me.  ’

’  you, you are the morning. you start each day anew.  ’

’  i’m trying but this darkness won’t let go of me.  ’

’  how did i become so useless in this time and place?  ’

’  oh, god. i love her smile.  ’

’  things got turned around, fucked-up mistakes that broke us down.  ’

’  man, don’t be a fool. she’s not coming back for you.  ’

’  i had a dream of us in our sixties. was a cold winter night in new york city, walking down a cobbletone street. empty, but you were holding my hand, smiling at me.  ’

’  a kiss like a mouth tattoo burns in me and i don’t know what i’ll do.  ’

’  but if i choose to scald my story, does it mean that i’m in love with you?  ’

’  let me count the ways i love you, and then i’ll count the ways i don’t.  ’

’  she’s the kind of pretty to scare the words away.  ’

’  drop the briefcase, grab a cup of coffee, talk romantic poets.  ’

’  their words are yours to build upon.  ’

’  don’t forget the thing.  ’

’  you walked in and chipped out a little piece of my heart.  ’

’  stopped clock, doors locked, let’s shut the world out.  ’

’  i never knew a sound could ease my pain until i heard your voice speak my name.  ’

’  don’t stop, but don’t say that you love me.  ’

’  tears look so damn beautiful glistening on the screen, but no one thinks they’re pretty in a real-life crying scene.  ’

’  if you’re awake, we can talk.  ’

’  we could stay in bed all day just like we used to do.  ’

’  don’t ask how long. we’re built for longing.  ’

’  we all want the sun and skies.  ’

’  maybe a baby or two. a better life, i promise you.  ’

’  you and me were made for wanting. we’re always gonna want for something.  ’

’  i’m only here to say goodbye. we both know the reasons why.  ’

’  i fucked up, and i’m to blame. i’m gonna right this wrong.  ’

’  where are you? answer me.  ’

’  i don’t love you. i love ___, not you.  ’

’  i’ve always been in love with you, i’d do anything that you asked me. don’t leave me.  ’

’  we are two cats in a fishbowl. we are two dogs in a boneyard.  ’

’  you belong to me.  ’

’  so many alibis. go on, choose your lies.  ’

’  i know how happy we could be. what the hell was wrong with me?  ’

’  i’ll start my whole life up brand new.  ’

’  you haven’t aged a single day.  ’

’  don’t say a word. don’t wanna hear your lies, don’t you even try.  ’

’  little by little, i knew something was wrong.  ’

’  does this life bore you? did you have to get away?  ’

’  you know we love you more than anything.  ’

’  go ahead, now cry.  ’

’  they think they can return to when they were younger. like life was better.  ’

’  right now i feel like i could do anything i wanna do.  ’

’  i wanna watch them bleed. i’ll use my imagination and walk on it — broken glass, throats are slashed, their blood splattered on the wall.  ’

’  playtime is over, i’m not playing, i’m done playing.  ’

’  you’re mine and i’m yours.  ’

’  blood looks so damn beautiful. scarlet on the screen.  ’

’  it don’t take much to die.  ’

’  i can say ‘cuz i was there: love and war are never fair.  ’

’  please, look at me. turn around and look at me.  ’

’  go on then, walk away. you’re better off without me.  ’

’  please don’t say goodbye.  ’

’  before you walk away, if you ever loved me, please just hold me.  ’

’  you’re far too good for me. i know how much you loved me.  ’

’  no one ever gets forever. only days.  ’

’  i’m not erasable.  ’

’  he was mine and i was his. that’s the truth, i swear it is.  ’

[femaleidols]

[atrvcvus-blog]

   mun note : I’m looking for yongguk’s ‘brothers’ / mafia members.  this verse is completely au as you can tell. I’ve been wanting to do it for a while now and finally i was like why not.  what i am looking for is for muns that are legal and totally okay with mature content seeing how it’s a mafia verse – there will be a lot of 18+ writing happening seeing their lifestyles.   aside from the mun being legal age, i want them to be comfortable with me as a mun and others that join. this is a group.. a friendly group of writers wanting to create a good bond with each other’s muses since the mafia is family oriented without being blood related.   just to throw this out there ; the members  positions are  already picked out for the needed members but I am COMPLETELY down for switching positions up if for anyone that is interested in a certain character but sees them doing different roles in the mafia than they originally had.  what i do also ask for is for muns to be as active as they can.. i mean i know real life gets busy and it’s totally understandable.  so i get it if activity gets a little slow but just don’t completely abandon the muse and not give me a heads up.  

what is needed. ; a single blog. That’s it.  and for the mafia verse to be the main verse.

other verses are completely okay too! just in-case some want to add some au verses  that are different from the main mafia verse.

look i’m not good with these connection looking ads but.. if anyone is interested.. anyone.. .please feel free to drop an ask.. or hit me up on the tumblr IM  or you can even add me on other account’s aim to talk it over which would be : lil.wvccn.     and you can also go to Jongup’s mun  and ask for information on the connections and opened positions.   

members :  Kim Himchan - right hand man and weapons expert( open ) Jung Daehyun  -  Bookmaker and scammer / ½ of the intel duo ( open ) Yoo Youngjae -  Hacker and bomb expert ( open )  Moon Jongup - drug dealer and hitman  ( closed ) Choi Junhong - Maknae, muscle and part of the intel duo ( open )

[octoberinspo]

SENTENCE STARTERS. Flirty/Suggestive/NSFW Edition.

Feel free to add your own.

“You’re really hot.”

“Oh, don’t mind me. Just enjoying the view.”

“You know, those/that ______ of yours are/is pretty distracting.”

“Hot damn.”

“So, you come here often?”

“Well, well. My night just got better.”

“Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”

“You have got a great ass.”

“Hey, I’m open minded.”

“You enjoying the view over there?”

“Keep sweet-talking and this could go a whole new direction.”

“Don’t be bashful. You know you want to.”

“You can have me any way you’d like, baby.”

“You wanna move this conversation someplace more private?”

“I’m off in a few minutes, you know.”

“It’s been a long day. Why don’t we help each other unwind?”

“I think it’s about time we stop avoiding the obvious.”

“I’m gonna be honest with you. I’m really horny, and you’re really hot. Can we fuck? Like, now?”

“I wanna see you get naked.”

“You like how I bend over for you, huh?”

“You’re getting me all worked up.”

“What do we have here?”

“I see someone’s happy to see me.”

“Play your cards right, and I just might have to put you on speed dial.”

“You like that, don’t you?”

“How do you want me?”

“I’m sure we can put those lips to better use.”

“I want you. Right here. Right now.”

“God, you’re perfect.”

“I really like a man who’s good with his hands.”

“I’d be more than happy to show you a good time, if you’re looking for one.”

“I saw that. You just checked me out.”

“You look real good in that suit/dress/skirt/outfit.”

“You wanna help me out of this ___?” (Insert article clothing here.)

“Can I keep you?”

“You’re such a tease.”

“Oh my, looks like I/you dropped something.”

“I love it when you talk dirty.”

“I can’t stop thinking about your hands on me.”

“I think you’ll be happy to know that I’m not wearing any underwear.”

“I really want to take you home and get you out of all those clothes.”

“It’s like you want to ruin men/women for me.”

[atrvcvus-blog]

ooc : when work bites you in the ass and literally has you working all this fucking week and next.  i’ll start with the shit i owe & queue it. 

[atrvcvus-blog]

i would like to get fucked with a gun. more specifically your gun. and fuck me really, really, good.

anon confessions|   accepting!

                            amusement twinkles in his eyes ; lips tugged to form a smirk .  his attention was caught ,but for long ? well he was about to see.   ❛ & what makes you think you’re worth it ? ❜ voice deep & husked, parts from his tiers  as he makes himself comfortable against the deep purple seat cushion. Legs parted comfortably , as his said guns became visible with the simple gesture of pushing his jacket back . 

      ❛ what makes you think, i would want your fluids tainting my gun in such matter if you can’t even show me your face ? ❜

[atrvcvus-blog]

I feel fucking sick and I don't know why I haven't given up yet. Nothing matters in the end after all.

anon confessions|   accepting!

                             it irks him. the way of thinking that nothing matters.  he wasn’t the best at giving out advise. that was usually himchan’s thing or even youngjae’s.  Any one of this brothers were better than him when it came to shit like this.  yet, there the leader stood ; hands in the pocket of his high retail priced slacks,  brown eyes narrowed at the figure in black.   ❛ look , with that meek & weak as fuck thought of mind. mind as well just toss in the fuckin’ towel & bitch to someone else.  I’m gonna give it to ya like a man would. like you should be fuckin’ told.  you still got a fuckin’ chance if the chick is single. if they ain’t. well what’s that damn sayin’ people tell anothers to make them feel better ? ❜ oh how himchan would be displeased with guk at this point.   ❛ look man - or woman. whatever ya got.  if you can’t get the person, then move on. other dicks or vaginas in the world for you to have. it ain’t the end of the world.   ❜

[atrvcvus-blog]

I think I like someone but I think they like someone else. That's my confession...

anon confessions|   accepting!

                                ❛ that’s a pretty pathetic confession.  ❜  the heart was a fickle thing. so easily manipulated.  swayed if it wanted.  Guk wasn’t an expert in the matters of the heart.  he had none , not for romantic that was.   ❛ look here’s some advice ,kid.  if they still are single ; you haven’t lost your chance.  if the chick or dude your still tryna to holler at is still not off the market.  then don’t be whining about it that they might have feelings for someone else.. you still got a chance to wow the person & let the best man/woman or whatever the fuck ya is win.  ❜

[atrvcvus-blog]

   mun note : I’m looking for yongguk’s ‘brothers’ / mafia members.  this verse is completely au as you can tell. I’ve been wanting to do it for a while now and finally i was like why not.  what i am looking for is for muns that are legal and totally okay with mature content seeing how it’s a mafia verse – there will be a lot of 18+ writing happening seeing their lifestyles.   aside from the mun being legal age, i want them to be comfortable with me as a mun and others that join. this is a group.. a friendly group of writers wanting to create a good bond with each other’s muses since the mafia is family oriented without being blood related.   just to throw this out there ; the members  positions are  already picked out for the needed members but I am COMPLETELY down for switching positions up if for anyone that is interested in a certain character but sees them doing different roles in the mafia than they originally had.  what i do also ask for is for muns to be as active as they can.. i mean i know real life gets busy and it’s totally understandable.  so i get it if activity gets a little slow but just don’t completely abandon the muse and not give me a heads up.  

what is needed. ; a single blog. That’s it.  and for the mafia verse to be the main verse.

other verses are completely okay too! just in-case some want to add some au verses  that are different from the main mafia verse.

look i’m not good with these connection looking ads but.. if anyone is interested.. anyone.. .please feel free to drop an ask.. or hit me up on the tumblr IM  or you can even add me on other account’s aim to talk it over which would be : lil.wvccn.     and you can also go to Jongup’s mun  and ask for information on the connections and opened positions.   

members :  Kim Himchan - right hand man and weapons expert( open ) Jung Daehyun  -  Bookmaker and scammer / ½ of the intel duo ( open ) Yoo Youngjae -  Hacker and bomb expert ( open )  Moon Jongup - drug dealer and hitman  ( closed ) Choi Junhong - Maknae, muscle and part of the intel duo ( open )

[susierpt]

DARK/VIOLENT STARTERS

Send me a 💀 and I’ll generate a number, 1 - 111, for what my muse will say to yours. Note that some content below the cut may be triggering.

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[atrvcvus-blog]

( continuing ) @onlyoneshct

                             His blood B O I L S within the deepest parts of his body ; fueling the hatred for who ever dared to put a hand on his brother.  no even a brother ; jongup was like a son to him. one of the two boys he personality took under his wings.  when he finally came out of his office ; he had expected to see none of his brothers around , with the busy schedules they had & new incoming orders.  If he remembered correctly ,  Junhong ( the youngest ) had followed himchan to a meeting in china they had with the triad --  youngjae was probably out & about .  his whereabouts were always uncertain. then there was Daehyun -- who was probably taking care of of the brothel the brothers own.     Jongup was the only one  he had been expecting home.  In top notch condition without a single hair out of place. 

it wasn’t what Guk got when he got the vision of his second youngest brother battered & injured making his way into their home. 

his fist clenched  at the responses of Jongup.  the whites of his knuckles showcasing how much he was effected. anyone -- everyone knew what was to happen to anyone that dared to lay a finger on the younger ones.  there was hell to pay.  it was blood that Yongguk would have no problem with splattering in the streets of seoul.  

 ❛ What gang ? ❜  Guk’s hand settles itself down on Jongup’s shoulder ; dark eyes motioning over to the kitchen table. a diner table that was usually always filled with loudness of the rest of their brothers when they were around.  a clear gesture for him to sit down & allow his wounds to be attended to .  if there was anyone that could pull out emotions from him -- it was two youngest ones in the family.  slipping his hand from his brother’s shoulder ; the elder heads over to the sink , pulling out the medical kit they had underneath it.       ❛  you inform me while we get ya cleaned up, kid.   you’re wrong if  you think i’m ‘bout to let this shit slide from some lower grade scum.  ❜   

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“H-how many of them were there?”

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                               her warm hand against his bleeding arm provided some warmth for his cold body.  Guk’s eyes remained emotionless ; helping her , guiding her to help patch him up.  ❛ does the number really count, Steph ? ❜ his comment erupted past his blooded lips.  the taste of his own blood was one he had grown too accustom to for it to bother as the metallic continued to invade his senses.  sides sore with even the simplest of movements.  he had to admit they had gotten him good. but guk was a fighter ; one that didn’t go down easily.  the leader had managed to take down some of his attackers before making his getaway .    why he had came to her ; he was still figuring it out as he watched her with narrowed eyes.  half nude , Guk sat on her kitchen table with his upper torso exposed - revealing the years of silent torture he had gone through. more scars to add to his map .

       ❛ give me the tweezers .  Your hand is shakin’ too much . Just get the alcohol ready.   ❜