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visionary-nymph-deactivated2015

She looks like a doll.

Lee Seungah. Demon. Ring master of the Midnight Circus. Appears 24. Seeking friends, lovers, and victims. Come, don’t be afraid.

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But behind those glossy eyes lies something sinister.

mirrorworldxmiyoung

One of everything. Miyoung nodded, keeping her eyes on her menu. After a few seconds, she slowly placed the menu on the table and looked over at him. Tilting her head a bit, her eyes widened slightly. “One of everything?” She remained silent for two seconds before breaking into a soft laugh. Leaning against the back of her seat, she nodded. “As much as I would like to, I can’t. How about you this: you can get /two/ things from each section?” She picked up her menu and glanced at it, peaking over it to look at him again. “Actually, one thing from each section.” She pulled out the bag of marshmallows, placing it on the table and passing it over to Myungsoo. “You can eat the rest of these while we wait for the food to be made.”

daedrasoo

He gave her a straight face, as if asking for everything was something normal. His eyes glanced down at the menu, reading it carefully without picking it up. "Fine. But don't blame me if I'm still ravenous afterwards."

The waitress had come over with drinks, Myungsoo very intrigued by the carbonated beverage in front of him. His face contorted in both curiosity and appall, taking another sip of the acidic drink. "What is this?" He watched the bubbles float to the top before giving Miyoung a threatening look. "Is this poison? Are you trying to kill me?"

When the waitress came back, he started pointing randomly at the menu. "One of these.... and these. And this too. Get me one of these, these, these and these. And whatever this 'desert' thing is. I want this too." He nodded, not even consulting the lady across from him with what he was choosing.

#[ literally so sorry ive been out of it lately ]#[ btw what kinda restaraunt are they at ]#r

[ i sincerely apologize for the lack of replies. typist got swamped with responsibilities. i should be replying either tonight or tomorrow morning though, please understand! ^^ ]

#ooc #gah i feel bad

kirvu-deactivated20150216

Wind nips at exposed skin with every step that he takes and the icy temperatures seem to have created a thin blanket of snow across the nape of his neck. Snow,a white powder-like substance that is sprinkled onto his head, contrasting against tresses of ebony. The immortal isn’t much of a fan of snow due to his experience with it in the past, an unfortunate event that he does not wish to reminisce, but even so, he does not dwell upon the thought and ignores the numbing pain as his hands come to rest inside of his pockets. He doesn’t allow himself to be compelled by incidents that occurred in the path, doing so would cause him to break like a fragile porcelain doll, gaze lands upon a lone figure in the distance, Baekhyun is silent when he traces the outline of her form when he stops in his trek. He observes more than the average individual - right down to the smallest of movements, he brows are furrowed upon realization.

The silhouette dilates within seconds and the distance between them is suddenly nothing.

“What the fu—”

Sentences were cut short due to the sudden collision, it knocks him off of his feet as a sudden weight is compressed against his own. Everything had happened in the time span of twenty seconds, or at least he presumes in his head. One minute he is minding his own business, and the next he is rolling down the hill with a stranger; the force of the impact was no joke - the guy must have been running at least 25 mph before he had ran into Baekhyun.

His hold of the stranger begins to loosen, chest rising and falling as a useless attempt to draw oxygen into his lungs. His vision is nothing more than a blurred image of what is in front of him, eyes squeezed shut as he tries to grab a hold of himself, but it is challenging to do so after everything that had just happened.

daedrasoo

The collision has Myungsoo in a confused state, taking a few moments to grasp himself once the inertia ceased. He opened his eyes to see a man under him, causing him to scramble off the other to lay beside him. His palm cradles his own head, pain piercing through the core of his brain. He must've hit his head on the way down.

He moves to his knees, the snow too cold for his thin jacket as it absorbs all the condensation. Crawling to the other to see if he's alive, he waves a hand over the man's eyesight. "Hello?.........." A moment passes before he pulls back, brushing the snow off of his clothes. "The fuck did you come from, seriously.." His mumble was quiet but audible.

His irises faded to red from the sudden encounter, busy checking his body for any damage, unable to fully understand his pain receptors quite yet. He notices a few scuffs on his hands and his hips, but he turned out okay.... minus the blood trickling down his temple.

#r #para

mirrorworldxmiyoung

Miyoung held onto the bag of puffs, watching him climb onto the back of the bicycle. She noticed the change in his eyes, and for a moment, she wondered if he was a demon. She shook her head. No, that’s not possible. They’re not allowed in places like this. …I think. She decided to ignore it and put the bag inside of her purse, climbing onto the front of her bike.

Starting at a slow pace, she began to peddle toward a place to eat and gradually picked up speed until she reached her normal, quick speed. It didn’t take long for them to reach a small restaurant that was just up the street. “This place should be good.” She got off of the bike and put her purse on her shoulder. “Don’t order too much though. I don’t want to spend a lot of money.”

She opened the door for the both of them and chose a table near the window. It was her favorite place to sit in restaurants since she could observe the people outside. She picked up a menu and looked through it; there was a variety of options and between the various meats and desserts, she couldn’t choose just one. Biting down on her lip softly, she peaked over the menu. “…Actually, Myungsoo… Get whatever you want. I’m probably going to order a lot anyway.” She looked back down at the menu and spoke softly. “It all sounds so good.”

daedrasoo

As the bike began to move, Myungsoo stumbled forward, placing his hands on her shoulders so he wouldn't fall. He played it off, casually holding his hands in place but acting as if he wasn't using her for support.

When they arrived, he jumped off the bike awkwardly, shaking his legs. Damn this body, how can one be so awkward? His eyes drifted up to notice the girl holding the door open for him, so he casually walked into the building, stuffing his hands in his pockets. He followed her to the table and sat down across from her, carefully watching the people around him. Glancing at the menu, his stomach made an unruly groan, causing him to go wide-eyed. Myungsoo simply gave her a look before hiding behind his menu. Human bodies........

"I'll take one of everything." He puts the menu down, folding his arms. "From the sound of it, you'd benefit as well."

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☂

☂ -- My muse encounters yours just as it starts to rain.

The clouds grew dark, as dark as the rings around Myungsoo's eyes. The wind began to pick up, and droplets were falling from the sky. Why Myungsoo was consistently outside when the weather turned sour, he'll never know, but the most interesting things seemed to come during those times.

The rain wasn't heavy yet, only just drizzling. The citizens around him scurried like mice as they tried to avoid getting wet, everyone pulling out their umbrellas and the hoods to their jackets. Myungsoo stayed still, the rain hitting his face with no conflict. He enjoyed watching the humans rush around him; back then, rain was nothing to fear, but in the modern days its as if it burns the skin of mortals.

One man caught his eye, as he was the only one standing still in the rain. He wasn't running like the others, was wearing no jacket and lacked an umbrella as well. What's this guy's problem.

Myungsoo walked up behind him, examining him closely but from enough of a distance to make it humanly comfortable.

"Why are you wearing sunglasses? It's not even sunny out."

#r #para #omg i hope this is okay #wuylfan

❆

❆ -- It's snowing and my muse slips on ice, accidentally crashing into your muse.

Myungsoo had been in a snowy place once before-- eons ago when he first stepped foot in the mortal dimension. The difference between now and then? He was a deity back then, in his true form where no measly Earth-like weather could hold him back. Now, he resides in a human form, susceptible to the woes of mortal life.

Today was the day he learned what ice really was.

It was late; the snow was coming down like rain and the darkness of the sky only made it that much harder to see. Myungsoo hated this feeling. Why was this blasphemous, nonsensical water formation so cold and devastating?

He shivered in his light jacket, still unknowing of how the world around him worked quite yet. Human bodies freeze in cold weather... something he was not quite prepared for. As he struggled to find his way back to his apartment, he saw a shadow in the distance. He was alarmed, but not afraid. After all, he is a Daedric entity, but he found that scaring the humans was only detrimental to his purpose. So, instead of using his powers or form to find his way, he did it like any normal mortal would.

Curious as to the swift shadow, he picked up his pace and ran towards it. Definitely some sort of animal [ and quite possibly his next meal ]. He stepped down too quickly and in the wrong spot, and away he went.

He lost his balance, sliding down the slippery concrete before crashing forward-- into someone else. They both tumbled down the slight hill, tangled atop each other.

"What in the hell--"

#para #r #yes hello there #kirvu

mirrorworldxmiyoung

"No." She laughed softly, shaking her head. "It’s not a weapon. It’s a bicycle. I usually ride it fast, so I thought it would be better to walk it instead of making you keep up." She turned to face him once she learned his name. "Are you sure that your name is Kim Myungsoo?"

Once he called her a mortal, she smiled and was sure now that he wasn’t a human like everyone else. She couldn’t figure out what he was though. All she knew was that he wasn’t a cupid like her - she would be able to tell. Maybe he’s from home and just got here. Where else would he have come from?

"I’m Miyoung. Park Miyoung." She lifter her hand and tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear. "I just thought that I may as well know the name of the stranger I’m buying food for." She watched him eat the marshmallows. "…and that’s eating all of my marshmallows."

She looked down at her bike for a few seconds before looking back over at him. “You know, if you want, we can ride the bike instead. It’s faster. All you have to do is stand on the back.”

daedrasoo

Her gestures and facial expressions intrigued him, his devouring of the marshmallows slowing down considerably. His eyes seemed to darken without cause, fixating his gaze on hers. "...Are you sure your name is Park Miyoung?" He replies subtly, his angry demeanor falling off for just a moment.

It doesn't take long for it to return, though, as he quickly gives the half eaten bag back to her in order to climb on the back of the bike, looking at her expectantly.

"This thing won't move by itself, you know. Take me to get food, mortal." He closes his eyes, folding his arms across his chest with only his legs to balance him on the bicycle. "Can't have the lady crying over her missing marshmallows."

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#i wasnt expecting to get those so quickly #ok writing time

Roleplay Starters & Prompts

❂ -- It's incredibly hot outside and my muse is trying to persuade yours to go swimming together.

☁︎ -- A dream (or nightmare) about your muse.

❆ -- It's snowing and my muse slips on ice, accidentally crashing into your muse.

☯ -- My muse meets yours in a tranquil setting.

✆ -- A text message from my muse.

◎ -- It's raining and my muse finds yours outside completely drenched and crying.

☂ -- My muse encounters yours just as it starts to rain.

✑ -- Something my muse has written about your muse. ( Could be a letter, drawing, etc. )

↭ -- My muse is lost and stops to ask your muse for directions.

⌖ -- My muse's reaction to accidentally shooting your muse.

◌ -- Some of my muse's thoughts about your muse.

☉ -- My muse is undressing when your muse accidentally walks into the room.

✬ -- My muse conveys one of their wishes to you.

¤ -- In some turn of events, your muse ends up staying with mine.

❅ -- Our muses are trying to warm up after spending a day outside in the snow.

♪ -- My muse walks in on your muse singing to themselves.

❊ -- My muse gives yours some flowers.

❁ -- My muse's reaction to receiving a rose from your muse.

✧ -- A kiss from my muse to yours.

◎ -- My muse's reaction to being kissed by yours.

♡ -- A romantic gift from my muse.

#these could be hella fun omg

onnedhiel

Lets play 20 questions, the first 20 asks I get sent I will answer, no matter how personal, creepy or sexual

RULES:

Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 92 Truths about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. Tagged by: supershykawaii

#records #[ jfc hes crazy ]#not tagging bc lazy

mirrorworldxmiyoung

A smile appeared on her face and a faint laugh followed; one that she had been holding in for quite a while. She thought he looked adorable with his cheeks stuffed and for a moment, she forgot that she found him slightly strange.

Miyoung nodded her head, putting her purse onto her shoulder. “Okay.” She went to get her bike and swung one leg over the side to get on. Sitting still for a moment, she reconsidered riding her bike since she was typically very fast on it. She turned back to the other then got off of her bike, putting her purse onto on of the handles.

"We can head this way." She began walking, leading the way toward a small market. She didn’t want them to walk in complete silence, so she handed him the bag of marshmallows so that he could eat more and spoke. "Since I’m buying you food, can I know your name?"

daedrasoo

He watched her climb atop the bike, examining the mechanism with a bewildered look, even more confused as to why she was walking it. He took the bag from her, eating the marshmallows like a conveyor belt, his hand going between the bag and his mouth non stop. "What's that thing? Why not ride it? Is it some sort of weapon?" He shook his head, his eyes finding her face. "Uh........" A few seconds passed. "Kim Myungsoo.... yes. That's the identity."

He raised an eyebrow, stuffing multiple marshmallows in his mouth. "Why do you ask, mortal?" His words were muddied once again, following her blindly to their location. "What is yours?"

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#[ seriously cant wait for myungsoo to learn modern vernacular because talking like hes in ancient times is killing me ]

me to partners: please take however long u need to reply literally reply whenever pls dont ever feel pressured ever okay u matter

me thinking about replies: holy jesus fuck i need to reply or they'll hate me oh my god i have to reply right now im fucking sweating lord save me

mirrorworldxmiyoung

Miyoung stood still, eating a few marshmallows as he took away the bag. It had been years since she met a stranger like him, but she found him amusing and she wondered what had been going through his mind; it was as if he didn’t eat for months.

"They’re marshmallows." She spoke slowly, pulling the bag back out of her purse. Dipping her hands inside the bag, she pulled out a small handful of marshmallows. "Here, try them. They’re the best treat in the world." She took one for herself before handing it over to him. "And we can look for a cafe or store that sells plenty of sweets."

daedrasoo

With hastiness he snatched the small puffs from her, examining them before shoving all of them into his mouth at once, a bit appalled at their consistency. "What is this?" His words were marbled from having his mouth full, his cheeks puffed out as well. He didn't realize his own appearance, but he looked much less intimidating then he came off as, especially with a mouth full of marshmallows.

After struggling to swallow all of the confectioneries at once, he licks the powder from his lips, drifting his eyes up to meet the woman's. "Take me to the abode of which these sweet things exist."

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