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ichxgohcru:

Truth be told, Miyu wouldn’t really do it. She needed her eyes, especially to be able to see just how Minkyu’s face twisted in laughter. She wanted to roll her eyes but she ended up in a fit of laughter. Her hand pressed against her stomach as she leaned over.

“I wouldn’t do it, you silly duck. I know you wouldn’t even bother cleaning it up and I’d rather you not get put in jail. Plus, I need my eyes to be able to make fun of everything I see.”

The gumiho glanced ahead of them, seeing the family once more and wrinkling her nose in disgust. She had her sister she could do that with, but she would never coax Aya into being so disgustingly happy. It was fake. That family was so fake and it was all for show. She rolled her eyes once more before finally looking at the male once more. She raised a brow at the opportunity presented to her. He did break their rule. But she didn’t want to kick him, no way.

“I won’t kick you. If, and only if, you buy my ice cream.”

Miyu was endearing, almost too endearing most of the time, and Minkyu still wasn't so sure how he put up with her. Sure, they did resemble each other in some points and were fucked up to a similar degree, and yet he still noticed how he should be annoyed by some things - her laughing, her sense of humor in general, the horrendous nicknames she gave him (like, really? Silly duck?). But he wasn't. Had she perhaps grown that close to him already?

"Don't ever call me silly duck again or it'll be me gauging one of your eyes out. That being said, at least you know me well enough to be aware that I'd be too busy being disgusted AND making fun of you to be a responsible person."

As unattentive as he could be, Minkyu didn't miss the way that - despite shrugging the matter off so easily with a joke - Miyu reacted towards the topic. He could understand. Thinking of that person that caused his life to take a turn like this made him physically sick, mostly because of disgust and anger. Thus he did feel obligated to make it up to her - even if it was in such a childish way.

"Fine, ice cream for the baby here. Show me a good place and I'll be your temporary sugar daddy."

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ichxgohcru:

”Under certain conditions? Now you have my attention. What makes you soft, Minkyu? Ehh? What makes you think it would be me raising a small little baby? I’m sure I’d be an aunt before I’m a mother. I decided babies are the bane of my existence until I’m ready or catch on to the baby fever train.“ She cackled when she noticed the shudder, her hand coming up to cover her mouth. Miyu knew she was laughing a little too much now, but he was beyond funny when it came to the topic. She wondered how he would really be around children though. She smiled, wide and amused showing on her red painted lips. ”I don’t have any soju. Don’t spoil me with a good time like that.“

“A good amount of alcohol and a good party, that makes me soft. Anything else will be kept as a secret, so don't you dare annoy me about that." He had a good feeling that she'd eventually find out, anyways, so he'd have to prepare himself for this embarrassment sooner or later. "An aunt.....well, if that happens I am sure that your soft heart will want a drooling nuisance for itself and you'll become a mother. Disgusting." The low grumble he gave was drowned by Miyu's loud laughter, causing Minkyu to reach out and flick her forehead - only lightly so he wouldn't actually cause any pain. "It's not nice to laugh at others. I thought I'm supposed to be the rude one here? And well, no alcohol, no information. that’s just how it works, darling.”

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amvoure:

⊰ ·▲ ☯ ▲ ·⊱ ; — Shinya knows. Knows how bad his temper is and how easily he loses control over his emotions, _mainly _anger though. Which ( sometimes, apparently ) makes him end up storming to his close friend’s house when he’s pissed drunk and throw fists at the first thing in sight. And this time his target happened to be Minkyu. ❝Ah, what alovely·friend you are. I’m glad my poor cheek got spared by your fist.❞ His hands snake towards the cup on top of the table, taking a quick sip of his fresh hot chocolate right after. ❝Frame it. It can be my lovely artwork called Fist A ‘La Minkyu. Doesn’t sound bad, huh?❞

He’s quick to drop the pillow back onto the couch after he’s heard the word _shower. _And once he’s grabbed a few towels, he’s ready to jump into the shower. Of course he nods at the rest of Minkyu’s words, paying mind to whatever spills out of his mouth.·❝What about you decide where we go eat, huh. Also you should get changed, too. You look like a wreck yourself, ‘m dear.❞

“That sounds pretty terrible, and I don't want to receive credit for that. Just because I'll make the best I can out of it doesn't mean it'll be good." One of the first lessons he had been taught was this, and Minkyu made sure to stick to those rules almost religiously. Funny how those were the only rules he really listened to. What had become of his artistic freedom? "If it turns out to be terribly ugly, though, I might just make you pay for it." Taking a few steps forward and stretching his body along the way to get rid of his remaining tiredness, Minkyu mustered Shinya a little bit closely now, only to realize one thing. Yes, he definitely still looked like shit.

"Oi, better not judge the one who let you stay here all night. Now hurry the fuck up, I'm hungry and able to change quickly." A snort, along with a considerably light slap to the back of Shinya's head, and Minkyu had turned around to walk to his bedroom. "I trust you to know how to shower without making a mess."

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ichxgohcru:

“There is nothing wrong with kids! You don’t need to have that perfect ideal lifestyle if you ask me. I know that if someone ended up carrying that little baby of yours, you’d become soft.” She smiled, face forcing itself to stay blank as she wanted to laugh. She did end up laughing though, the strength to keep a straight face failing. “I’m not bad most of the time? I feel the compliment you’ve put in there and I will take it.” She poked his nose, snickering playfully.

“I can be soft under certain conditions, but a small creature that wipes various body fluids on me and screams its head of won't cause me to be like that. So please, if you ever raise such a---thing, don't leave me alone with it unless you want us both broken at the end of the day." The shudder that overtook his body once the thought of him having a child crept up on him didn't even need to be faked. Family would never be his world again. Her laugh though, that was quite endearing for her usual self, and the male could not help but crack a small one on his own. "Yeah yeah, do take it. Get me really drunk and I might be a bit more open about it."

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❛ So you’re kidnapping me now. ❜

✧ ONCE UPON A TIME PROMPTS.

“Kidnapping? If that’s what you call me feeling responsible for your daily dose of fun, then fuck yes. I don’t care how you’ll label it.”

A roll of his eyes was the only other reaction Minkyu gave Hyungseok, other than that the tight grip on the shorter male’s arm and the determined walk towards their destination - the next club they could find that wasn’t a shithole, basically - didn’t change the slightest. Yeah, Hyungseok was annoying him already, but it wasn’t quite enough to make him stop just yet. Minkyu hadn’t seen his friend (could he call him that?) around in ages, which was a miracle in itself if one considered their mutual interest in booze, parties, and a bunch of other negative habits. And in a way, the tattooed man had gotten used to it - a behaviour similar to his, an alcohol tolerance that was perhaps even higher than his. It had been good company, somehow. So who in the world would he be if he hadn’t grasped that chance to simply grab Hyungseok as soon as he had caught sight of him on the street and drag him along?

“You better have a good fucking reason to be absent for so long. Thought you’d been killed or something. Now stop resisting too much, I’ll pay for the first few shots. You know you can’t say no to alcohol, dude.”

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❛ I’d rather gouge my eyes out with a rusty fork. ❜ - from miyu

✧ ONCE UPON A TIME PROMPTS.

She spoke with so much distaste in her voice, yet the statement herself was dry and firm in a unique way that simply resembled her so well, Minkyu couldn't have held back his snorted laughter even if he tried. Truth be told, he agreed with her on that matter, there had just been so much fun about subtly teasing her and, as it was common knowledge, there was no way for him to hold back when such a chance was presented to him.

"Please don't. First, that'll be a fucking mess and I won't clean that up, second, people will think it might have been me, and third, I'm pretty sure you'd stop after one eye. Doesn't seem like the most painless task in the world."

Neither was what they were presented with, either--or well, what they had made it about. Their attention had been caught by a family walking just a few meters in front of them, looking so disgustingly happy and fluffy that one simply had to watch. Gross, was how Minkyu would describe it. Yet only one dry joke about both of them fixing stuff with their families - their self-proclaimed forbidden topic - so they could live a life like the one they were currently presented with had coaxed such a reaction out of her. Thinking about it, was she mad now?

"Eh, jokes aside, cause technically you're free to kick me in the crotch now. I broke our golden rule, didn't I?"

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📧 ❛ I did it. And now it’s your turn. ❜

✧ ONCE UPON A TIME PROMPTS.

A part of him still couldn’t believe he was doing this, or well, had allowed someone to convince him to do this. Most people would probably complain about their deed being illegal and thus refuse out of that reason, but Minkyu, being careless as he was, didn't mind because of that. No, it just all didn't seem to be worth the effort. Like, really, breaking into a public swimming pool in the middle of the night? What was he, a teenager?

Baek seemed eager enough as he dragged him to said place. It had been pretty quiet, besides the faint sound of water, and none of them truly worried about being caught. With it being public knowledge that this place wasn't guarded at night, it'd be fairly easy to enter, and their only real obstacle was the fence separating them now. The shorter male had climbed first after being told to do so, hence the challenge in his grin was all too obvious.

"Fine. Step aside or I'll fall on you." Was his court reply as he tossed his bag over the fence before climbing up himself. It proved to be fairly easy, and even after their little trip he'd have no difficulties climbing back to the other side. So, after a few seconds, Minkyu jumped next to Baek and looked at him with raised eyebrows. "Happy?"

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@kaorizono

the constant shoving that she was dealing with was definitely getting more intense as minutes passed by, the train cart was congested, to say the least. honestly, kaori was unsure of why she was in this situation; sandwiched between a large burly man, a young university girl and a tall, tattooed person who seemed just as surprised as herself. most days she had a routine, her classes begin bright and early which, in turn, meant that she would be rising with the sun. this method usually kept her from getting swept up by the morning rush, however today a few minutes of extra sleep had put her in this stuffy – borderline claustrophobic train.

the whole situation had given her an odd sense of euphoria, the busy atmosphere placing her back in her hometown, back in Tokyo. but the hushed voice breaks her focus, causing her to turn towards the voice. maybe she wasn’t supposed to hear it but with the people continuing to flow in, the two of them barely had personal space to breathe let alone speak to themselves. still, kaori cracked a small smile, bowing her head before agreeing quietly –- her commute still had a long way to go. “ It’s definitely worse in Japan,” good response, kaori.

Somehow it seemed like every encounter Minkyu made with things he usually avoided, such as public transportation, tended to serve as one reason more to stay away from it. Sure, the male was able to handle stuffy air, chattering people and huge crowds in a club, but that was because he usually was too drunk to properly think about it or was there with the purpose of enjoying himself, which wasn't the case right now. Hell no, if it hadn't been for the importance of the thing he was about to get done today, he would have stayed at home or taken a walk through the streets, at least. Besides annoyed, however, the artist found himself surprised: How could people be so damned stupid and keep squeezing their way into this train when there wasn't even enough air left for them all to breathe, not to talk about the nonexistent space that still managed to keep becoming less?

The comment he had made simply slipped out, not really directed at anyone, but it was normal that the girl directly in front of him - who on top of it seemed to be feeling worse than him in this situation - felt addressed. "Japan, huh?" Minkyu remembered. People, so many people in one place, yet the atmosphere seemed different. He used to enjoy that country greatly. "I guess so. I assume you lived there to know that?" Him asking personal questions was out of the ordinary, but if he had to keep standing here for much longer, Minkyu would be in need of some distraction.

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softedged:

Her arms moved to cross over her chest so she assumes the appearance of a stroppy child suddenly at his sarcasm. “Yes, you’re hilarious,” she tutted at him and rolled her eyes playfully. At his next words, Minji has the urge to shove him because they really do send a chill down her back and the hairs on her arms stand upright. Being out late really was not something she liked doing, even if it was unavoidable since she had such late shifts after work at the movie theatre. “I could have, you know,” she mumbled, rather pitifully, “besides, even if I had, it’s like you said – self-defence. What would you have done, huh?”

Stuffing her hands into the pockets of her hoodie, she raised an eyebrow at his comment but still she allowed her hues to dart around the empty street. “Uh, sure. I mean, it’s not as cold as the last couple nights have been,” Minji offers with an aimless shrug. The night wasn’t like the sun rising or setting, so Minji really didn’t pay much attention to it.

Hands in her pockets, she is reminded of the task she had been given as her hand finds her wallet and begins to move around him. “Unlike some, I actually am heading somewhere and am not as privileged to just wonder around the night to appreciate surroundings without – worrying about shady guys so – unless you want to come with me to the grocery store for eggs and milk…” Her voice trailed off softly and she offers him a small smile. Minji weirdly wants him to tag along, since it would mean she wouldn’t have to bear her keys against her chest as a weapon. As well as this, she was also feeling quite talkative for once – as talkative as she could get – so she didn’t mind having him as company at all.

How was it possible that all comments about his humor were always done in a sarcastic manner? Right, he didn't strive to be funny to others. Minkyu enjoyed entertaining himself, usually at the cost of someone else's misery, so the snappy comment that paired off so wonderfully with Minji's gesture was nothing new to him - thus not really deserving or in need of a reaction. "Self defense is a pretty good excuse, right? It's done so reflexively that nobody would even consider for a second that you actually meant the harm you've done. But don't you think that my body moves on its own accord, too? Such a kick in the balls fucking hurts, I can promise you that."

Unlike his previous comments, the one about his actual reason for this midnight walk wasn't really met with interest. It most certainly wasn't her world, Minkyu realized, but he didn't need that to be the case. He liked it how she didn't understand, actually, because it kept a lot of things in the dark. Quite literally.

Though not moving, the tall male's eyes stay glued on the petite figure moving around him. Her faked nonchalance didn't hide the fact that the woman suddenly seemed to be very happy about the idea of his company --- really, when had he started being so considering? "Yeah, yeah, your hero and savior will tag along and keep the evil people away from you with his shiny armor." After all, her hidden shyness could almost be seen as cute, had he been the type to use this word in any context that wasn't sarcastic. Giving a roll of his eyes, just to spite her, the male moved next to her as she led the way to her destination.

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ichxgohcru:

”I would never kick you somewhere personal. You need those to, ya know, live. And have kids, if I’m not mistaken. If you into that kinda shit.“ She shrugged at her own words, a laugh spilling out past her lips. ”You’re right. Just topics we all avoid in general because fuck it.“

"I do, but certainly not for kids. Those brats and I definitely don't get along, not that I really tried, and I don't see myself in a cute little house with a wife, five dogs and ten kids." His nose wrinkled in distaste. No, the idyllic lifestyle would never be his. "Fuck it, that's right. See, that's why you're not too bad most of the time." The 'I like you' that was somewhere on his lips would never make it past it, at least not that easily---but somehow, he trusted her to hear it anyways.

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vaememes

✧ ONCE UPON A TIME PROMPTS.

❛ There’s just one problem. All magic comes with a price. ❜

❛ I don’t remember all the crazy stuff you told me. ❜

❛ Darkness never wins. ❜

❛ It just fools you into thinking it does. ❜

❛ You really don’t believe. ❜

❛ There’s nothing to believe. ❜

❛ Your family isn’t going to exist long enough to save themselves. ❜

❛ I’ll be damned if it ends there, too. ❜

❛ If we don’t stop the Black Fairy, all the realms will be destroyed. ❜

❛ Curses have never stopped us before. ❜

❛ Today will be no different. ❜

❛ I ended up in this nuthouse because I believed you back then. ❜

❛ I was never a fan of white weddings. ❜

❛ The least I can do is make sure you get to enjoy yours. ❜

❛ I ruined your parents’ wedding. ❜

❛ I wasn’t even brave enough to keep you. ❜

❛ You were with me my whole life. ❜

❛ There has to be a different ending to this story. ❜

❛ I’d rather gouge my eyes out with a rusty fork. ❜

❛ They say that a captain’s heart belongs to his ship. ❜

❛ But with this ring, it now belongs to you. ❜

❛ But thanks to you, now I have. ❜

❛ You got your happy ending. ❜

❛ That’s not what this is. It’s something else. ❜

❛ You could have just told me that. ❜

❛ So you’re kidnapping me now. ❜

❛ I thought there’d be like flying pigs or talking doughnuts or something. ❜

❛ Well if you’re not impressed, I can leave you here.. ❜

❛ I’m doing what I have to do to save my son/daughter. ❜

❛ They run strongly in our family. ❜

❛ It is a vile, dangerous world, _____.❜

❛ Thank you for fighting for me. ❜

❛ The only thing I know how to drive is a broom. ❜

❛ That’s dark, even for the Dark One. ❜

❛ Aye. I’ll bring the rum. ❜

❛ Wedding venues? Living our lives? ❜

❛ I’m not afraid of some monster in the woods. ❜

❛ Let’s get on with it. ❜

❛ I never get tired of that new baby smell. ❜

❛ Lay a hand on her/him again and you’ll lose it. ❜

❛ I know that you face an uncertain future. ❜

❛ But there’s one thing I want you to be certain of. ❜

❛ I will always, always be by your side. ❜

❛ Will you marry me? ❜

❛ I will always find you. ❜

❛ I believe the greeting you’re looking for is, Hello. ❜

❛ This potion clears up the darkness. ❜

❛ It’s not like it’s the first curse we’ve ever woken up from. ❜

❛ Didn’t expect to ever see you back on this rock. ❜

❛ This wasn’t exactly what you’d called a planned excursion. ❜

❛ I suppose thanks are in order for the daring rescue. ❜

❛ Who said this was a rescue? ❜

❛ If you want answers, I suggest you start by asking nicely. ❜

❛ I’m done with nice. ❜

❛ I’ve cleaned up almost all my evil half’s messes. ❜

❛ I think I know what it is. Bloody hell. ❜

❛ You’ve had me locked up for how long now? ❜

❛ What did I do to you that was so bad? ❜

❛ You lied to me. ❜

❛ Let’s get my pirate back. ❜

❛ Son of a fish! ❜

❛ I’m not as drunk as your other opponents. ❜

❛ I’m not a bloody matchmaker! ❜

❛ Why is this rug flying? ❜

❛ I have a toddler and a sleeping curse at home. ❜

❛ I know you’re hurting. But you can’t just run from this. ❜

❛ How many times are you almost going to kiss me? ❜

❛ I have to get back and tell him/her the truth. ❜

❛ Did you not hear the captain? ❜

❛ Well you know who does? ❜

❛ I’ve spent a lifetime running away from those beasts. ❜

❛ Then they won’t know to expect us. ❜

❛ Love can save even the darkest souls. ❜

❛ You just have to believe in it. ❜

❛ I’m going to do what we never could. ❜

❛ I’m going to be brave for both of us and choose love over hate. ❜

❛ I already destroyed my own family once. ❜

❛ I just—I didn’t know how I could live with that. ❜

❛ We have to stop hiding things from each other. ❜

❛ That is what I thought we were together. ❜

❛ I tried to destroy my dark side up on that rooftop in New York. ❜

❛ Guilt can be as corrosive to the soul as revenge. ❜

❛ I’m a queen. Not some burlap-loving peasant who sleeps in dirt. ❜

❛ I was there when she/he threw her/him chance at love away. ❜

❛ I command you. Don’t try to stop me. ❜

❛ A little early for rum, isn’t it? ❜

❛ Oh. That’s called an alarm clock. ❜

❛ Life is too precious. ❜

❛ Do you want to be able to look back? ❜

❛ I’m afraid to tempt fate. ❜

❛ I know. We make our own fate. ❜

❛ I did it. And now it’s your turn. ❜

❛ Fate’s a tricky business. It still requires work. Planning. ❜

❛ You were certainly a little more spry in your younger days. ❜

❛ A thief who steals from the rich and gives to the poor. ❜

❛ Gives to the poor? Why the hell would I do that? ❜

❛ You have my blessing. I didn’t realize you were so old-fashioned. ❜

❛ Once you give in to darkness, it’s almost impossible to resist its calling. ❜

#(games;)

TAGGED BY : @imyovna

1ST RULE: tag 10 muses you would like to know better.

@ysltzo @softedged & whoever wants to----

2ND RULE: BOLD the statements that are true for your muse.

APPEARANCE:

I am 5'7" or taller I wear glasses I have at least one tattoo I have at least one piercing I have blonde hair I have brown eyes I have short hair My abs are at least somewhat defined I have or have had braces

PERSONALITY:

I love meeting new people People tell me that I’m funny Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me I enjoy physical challenges I enjoy mental challenges I’m playfully rude with people I know well I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it There is something I would change about my personality

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dahliancgra:

⇨ ❝ NOSY ? ❞ he snorted at such a cute term of endearment to be given to someone of his profession ( what profession though ? he didn’t even finish middle school !! ). he rolled his eyes, before pointing at the tall man. pen in hand. ❝ that’s who we are to y’all, aren’t we ? journalists are RARELY taken seriously, until the moment they spill the tea, as it’d be colloquially said, & people’s reputation & corrupted ways become endangered. what makes you think you are just a RANDOM GUY ? i could notice you sweating ( not literally, of course ) when i asked those questions to you. are you scared of something you might be hiding, mi pequeño hombre ? ❞

he waved his hands rapidly as he chuckled. how IRONIC !! who was the one asking questions now, huh ? before he could begin, there was a pause that had sean on edge, eyes squinting as he anticipated for an answer to come eventually. NOTHING. he was not surprised but disappointed the man in question abruptly censored his eloquent monologue. he adjusted his glasses & crossed his arms as he arched a brow at him. ❝ worth listening to me ? find that by yourself. now why am i in a position that gives me authority to determine what failing in life is ? i am FAILURE itself. i murdered my parents. stabbed mother 39 times. smashed father’s head on the ground until his brain was nothing but red stains splattered on the wooden floor of our two story house. now, am i WORTH your time ? i promise not to do anything to you. it’s actually not that exciting to go through trial. it’s MENTALLY EXHAUSTING & not worth anyone’s time. unless you’re declared not guilty. which happened to me !! ❞

Meeting a fair share of odd people was not unusual for him (some people who wanted to get tattoos were far too gone to be normal, and the tattoos they demanded were even weirder --- not that he judged, at least not openly), yet everything about the stranger facing him screamed weird, strange, odd, not fitting at all, that even Minkyu found himself being taken aback. It probably showed in the way he took one, albeit small, step back and crossed his arms in front of his chest almost defensively. He hated every minute of it, really. There wasn't supposed to be anyone to catch him off guard like that again.

So, without any better knowledge on how to handle this out of the ordinary situation, he decided to let the male babble. He, unlike him, seemed to be pretty sure and confident of what he said and wanted to say, which only proved Minkyu's point. Yes, definitely insane. Dangerous for him? Arguably. "There's nothing I got to hide. Doesn't mean that I feel like telling a random person my fucking life story. Not that interesting, either way. You'd probably call it cliche, or try to make it more special than it is." Certainly wouldn't turn out to be the first time that happened, Minkyu reminded himself with a twitching eyebrow. Shitty memories. "Whether you killed one person or more or even who it was, I don't really care. None of it is really inviting, then again I really don't care. As in, if you try to make a pretty red picture out of my blood and brain, I'll be sure to fuck off. I'm not that suicidal. Now that you've told me that much, you must have your assumptions about me too, though. Share them and I'm in."

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