𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝓉𝑒𝒶𝒹𝓎

there is a place i go, when life gets too STATIC and civilization seems far from civil. it is a place where they all KNOW me and everyone is free. where i can sit in SOLITUDE and feel the earth's energy. a place where i can speak the secret language of the TREES

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update - moving !

so rather than moving to a completely new blog & archiving this one, i’m moving parker over to my multi ! this is 100% b/c 3 blogs is overwhelming on a good day, and having just 2 to focus on would hopefully help me in the long run in maintaining muse for everyone. this is going to be a trial run, though, as i’m still very much attached to this blog, this url, and just single muse blog aesthetics in general, so i won’t be archiving this blog nor will i be deleting it or anything.

my queue has about 6 more posts left, which will last through til tomorrow. i’ll queue this up for tomorrow and for a couple of days after, probably til friday. i’ll be answering the last meme in parker’s box + queue up the 4 threads i haven’t gotten to over on the other blog, as opposed to here !

you can find parker HERE indefinitely ! thank you !!

[shownuxhyungwon]

( ✧ o ✧) 

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update - moving !

so rather than moving to a completely new blog & archiving this one, i’m moving parker over to my multi ! this is 100% b/c 3 blogs is overwhelming on a good day, and having just 2 to focus on would hopefully help me in the long run in maintaining muse for everyone. this is going to be a trial run, though, as i’m still very much attached to this blog, this url, and just single muse blog aesthetics in general, so i won’t be archiving this blog nor will i be deleting it or anything.

my queue has about 6 more posts left, which will last through til tomorrow. i’ll queue this up for tomorrow and for a couple of days after, probably til friday. i’ll be answering the last meme in parker’s box + queue up the 4 threads i haven’t gotten to over on the other blog, as opposed to here !

you can find parker HERE indefinitely ! thank you !!

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wcvensouls

         things always got louder than what yongtaek would consider comfortable to experience when he went deeper into the crowded and busy city, but with parker’s presence he found that the noise was much more bearable than it would be if he was alone. squeezing the witch’s hands slightly and focusing on the feeling of their fingers laced together, he turned his head to look at him and smiled. “ mhm, it’s alright. ” yongtaek hummed, seeming to shuffle just a little bit closer. “ where should we go first, though? ”

     “let me know if it gets to be too much, okay ?” the disconnect from the earth, buried beneath steel and concrete and glass, leaves a hallow in chest, a discomfort that settles beneath bone and leaves the witch antsy in his skin. parker cannot imagine what it’s like for the other, surrounded by the buzz of electronics, by the loudness of a busy city. but it’s easy to ignore that abyss, to hopefully silence that buzz, with yongtaek at his side, with digits intertwined and warmth pressed close. the witch hums absently, squeezing fingers briefly and tugging gently on interlaced hands to get them moving. “i’ve been craving seafood hot pot for forever, so food first. then the mall.”

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@wcvensouls asked : “Wait… are you braiding my hair?” / halley 

     the remnants of magic drift through the air, brushing against skin and settling beneath bone to wrap ‘round the earth expanded in chest in comfortable presences. it was a successful practice session together, shorter than usual as repetition and soft encouragement has allowed the younger to easily utter the incantation they had spent the past few weeks memorizing and learning. pride still blooms in chest, even as parker called for a break to recharge, to not overdo it, even as he urges the other witch to face forward as he settles behind to gift her a flower.

     fingers still where the witch is absentmindedly braiding in flexible flower stems through strands of hair, a chagrined smile crawling ‘cross lips and little hum escaping in response. “i haven’t had a chance to pick up some more wire for crowns, and i didn’t want these flowers to go to waste.” fingers fall away after securing the white daisy amongst her braided hair, leaning ‘round to catch halley’s gaze and smile sheepishly. “i hope you don’t mind. i’m done, but i can undo them if you’d like ?”

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wcvensouls

         parker didn’t have to say much else for hwayoung to immediately become excited with the idea, bouncing off the stool she had been sitting on just seconds ago. “ yes, please! ” the loud and almost high pitched response only made her excitement clear, lips parting in a bright smile as she looked up to her father. it had been awhile since the last time she went there, toes aching to sink into the soft grass of her meadow, wanting to soak into the warmth and energy it always provided her.

     fondness stretches the smile ‘pon lips into a wider, warmer curve at the way excitement blossoms over her features. already the prospect of visiting the forests coaxes anticipation to curl through lungs in flower petal bursts alongside the earth stretched infinitely beneath skin, but hwayoung’s palpable excitement serves as tinder to that anticipation. “we can even have some lunch in the meadow. help me pack some food, yeah ?”

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wcvensouls

          while yongtaek would love to have more alone time with parker without the interruption of their friends sometimes, he also loved their presence even if it could be a little too much; it was just the way they were, close like family. he wouldn’t trade them for anything in this world and he knew that parker wouldn’t either, even namgi. “ he really is hard to deal with sometimes, isn’t he? ” the psychic replied, letting out a laugh as eyes crinkled with amusement. “ can’t you cast a spell or something to shut him up too? ” he teased, moving a little closer to seek the other’s warmth and wrap arms around him loosely.

     “sometimes for you, maybe. he’s always a bug to me.” and yet there is no lack of fondness curling through tone, despite rolling eyes and shaking head, despite grumbled words and annoyance lilting familiar and unkind. even though namgi is more of a nuisance, a thorn in his side that only burrows deeper, he’s as much a close friend, a part of parker’s little family, as the rest of them are ( even if he claims otherwise ). warmth settles through veins when arms loop ‘round him, hands lifting to settle light and affection ‘pon shoulders. a tiny grin blossoms along corners of lips, eyes sparkling with amusement, “now that’s a thought. i bet i can make something just to shut him up for a day or two.”

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flvwershower

         a small huff left her mouth before she nodded her head a little and put the flowers down on the nearest table. she was more than happy to hear him out, find out what flowers would send a better message. not that she had ever looked into it before, but she was interested. she had certainly looked up what her birth flower meant one or two times before so why not let him help her with sending a better message. “they’re for my mother. she’s been going through a tough time lately and i just wanted to cheer her up. i’m okay with changing the colours.”

     not so easily dissuaded, especially when it comes to flowers, the witch is quick to scan the various premade bouquets and single flowers available, already stepping away to pick a few that had caught his eye. “if you want to send a positive message, you can almost never go wrong with a yellow flower. yellow almost always symbolizes joy, happiness, optimism, a lot of positive emotions. sunflowers, black eyed susans, daffodils, and yarrow are some that come to mind. it might be too much yellow, though, so you can include some peonies”

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update - moving !

so rather than moving to a completely new blog & archiving this one, i’m moving parker over to my multi ! this is 100% b/c 3 blogs is overwhelming on a good day, and having just 2 to focus on would hopefully help me in the long run in maintaining muse for everyone. this is going to be a trial run, though, as i’m still very much attached to this blog, this url, and just single muse blog aesthetics in general, so i won’t be archiving this blog nor will i be deleting it or anything.

my queue has about 6 more posts left, which will last through til tomorrow. i’ll queue this up for tomorrow and for a couple of days after, probably til friday. i’ll be answering the last meme in parker’s box + queue up the 4 threads i haven’t gotten to over on the other blog, as opposed to here !

you can find parker HERE indefinitely ! thank you !!

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@wcvensouls asked : “Don’t stop stroking my hair…” / yongtaek

     perched against a tree, bark uncomfortably stiff beneath back, the thrum of the earth’s very presence settled deep within lungs, and yongtaek’s head a weight ‘pon thighs, parker doesn’t think there’s a place he’d rather be than here. it’s pleasantly warm, clouds adrift a blue sky and throwing dappled sunlight against skyward tipped head, casting shadows and magic ‘cross the younger’s own closed eyes. the quiet murmur of a playlist serves as background noise, a white static that is more melodies and voices than lyrics, than distinct instruments. everything is comfortable, warm, a perfect day despite the rolling clouds blown through by the wind, despite the threat of evening rain looming in the air.

     he hums along to the song, a familiar one with how often he plays the playlist, fingers busy when everything else is idle, lax. ministrations pause long enough to reach over and lower the volume a scant inch, so as not to disturb yongtaek on the precipice of sleep, but sleep warm words fill the space in its stead. affection bursts in chest, in firework explosions and starbursts of warmth and petal sweet softness. low chuckle falls from smiling lips, fingers stilling long enough for the younger to nudge head into digits, that chuckle lilting over tongue in a pleased noise. who is he to deny the other anything, when voice comes out whisper sweet and honey slow, when the world is narrowed from overwhelmingly everything to comfortable nothing. fingers pick up their slow, lazy path, carding through hair, and another minute, hour, day passes just as so.

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yuseongu

               for once, her work requires concentration from her. where usually the witch casts spells with reckless abandon, judging power and potency by feeling alone, this requires a little more precision. not because it’s dangerous, simply because it’s something she isn’t good at. ever since her youth, she’s never been particularly gifted when it comes to charms, but perseverance has left her satisfactory. ❝ i love you too, ❞ she replies, glancing away from the locket clasped between her fingertips long enough to return parker’s smile. ❝ is everything okay, love? ❞

     moments are treasured like now, when the brush of her magic against skin is only a whisper of comfort where it once was displeasure, annoyance, fire burning earth in its presence and power ; it’s something simple, small, watching the way concentration is writ into the furrow of brow, the tilt of head and jut of chin, the way it’s a change from what he’s so used to when witness to her magic. he cannot help but smile, corners of lips tugged upward into a wider curve when her smile reaches his, when words reach ears. “just perfect.” honest truth, raw in its soft intonation ; parker doesn’t give verbal affection as easily as she does, but it felt right in the moment. “i didn’t mean to distract you.”

[amandaherzman]

flowers that bloom in the night

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@wcvensouls asked: “Is it okay if I lean on you?” / tyler

     it’s a rare afternoon filled with the presence of only one, rather than all ; it’s a reprieve from the energy and life that blankets the witch once friends barrel through the door and take residence upon couch and stools and chairs, a peaceful breath until everyone returns from their work, their studies, their life outside the small space they all congregate in. parker relishes in it, as headache has settled at temples in a persistent throb and the soothing comfort of the psychic chases away frustration and annoyances that would otherwise linger. it’s a good thing only tyler has stopped by, as the witch doesn’t think he has the patience to deal with namgi today.

     the question comes soft and cursory, pulling him from the spellwork and potion ingredients he had been reading in his tome to the here and now, and friend at his side. soft hum lilts off tongue, an acquiesce in the lull of it, in the way he shuffles down further on the couch and offers shoulder as a pillow. the warm weight of tyler’s head pillowed there and the nigh inaudible sigh that follows tugs a tiny smile at corners of lips, and parker settles back into the curly script words inked into pages. silence settles again for one, two, three breaths before soft inquiry comes, meant to offer an ear, meant to offer respite, meant to promise relief should the other need it: “are you okay ?”

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kihyun ⇴ dazed korea

[dateaboysuggestions]

Date a boy with freckles and a warm smile, who crosses his feet when he stands and wears cute baggy sweaters!

[ruadrisresources]

Physical Contact Starters

No explicit NSFW, but some could be interpreted that way. Alter as necessary!

SOFT

“Your hands are so warm.”

“Ah, that feels good…”

“Wait… are you braiding my hair?”

“Is it okay if I lean on you?”

“Just hold me for awhile. Please.”

“You don’t mind me touching you there, right?”

“Oh! I didn’t mean to fall asleep leaning on you.”

“Don’t stop stroking my hair…”

“Be gentle with me.”

“Y’know, I could go for a back rub right now. Just saying.”

“Please… Kiss me, even if it’s just this once.”

“I bet I’m strong enough to pick you up.”

“Can I use your lap as a pillow?”

“Touch me. I don’t care how. I just need to feel something right now…”

“I could kiss you all over.”

“That tickles!”

“Mind washing my back for me?”

“I didn’t know you were the cuddling type.”

“I love how soft your lips are.”

“Don’t get up just yet, I’ll miss having you next to me.”

“No one’s kissed me like that in a long time.”

ROUGH

“Ow! That fucking hurt!”

“Keep talking, and I’ll seriously slap the shit out of you.”

“You stepped on my foot!”

“Did you do that on purpose?”

“Please be more gentle next time…”

“Don’t squeeze so tight!”

“Hey, don’t touch me there. It hurts.”

“Did you just bite me?!”

“Next time I’ll hit you like I mean it.”

“Is that the best you’ve got?”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“I’ll make you bleed.”

“You really can’t take a hit, can you?”

“Hey!! What was that for?!”

“Shit, are you crying? I didn’t mean to do it that hard.”

“That stung a little. Go easy on me next time.”

“Don’t tell me you can’t handle a little sparring.”

“You almost knocked me over!”

“I won’t stop until I hear you scream.”

“That’s gonna leave a bruise…”

“You broke my nose!”

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 my sister is coming over for an early mother’s day get together so i’ll be online after she’s left !!