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presenting ...... ♡ 𝐆𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐒 .
a selective multi - muse | ship | verse, writing blog containing a collection of original characters, portrayed & created by jas [ UTC +2, 21+ ] this blog will be running on a moderate and sporadic activity, relying on queue.
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work is having me in a chokehold lately ... pilot release for our customers is in 1 week ... i am Exhausted 🥹 hope to catch up on some replies soonsies, my queue officially ran out.
eyebrows furrow. crease marring the bridge of his nose as he processes her defense of a stranger. “ why would it be shocking? ” words coming out with a clinical curiosity that betrays the heavy, instinctual thrumming in his chest. watches the way she tucks her hair back, a gesture that feels like a nervous ghost inhabiting her frame, and he tries to convince his detective’s mind that her surprise is purely aesthetic that she simply cannot reconcile the man’s face with the gore of the case file. yet, the residue of his years in interrogation rooms sits like lead in his marrow. knows that people only defend what they recognize, and the thought that minhee might be tethered to the darkness he is hunting makes the air in his lungs feel thin and cold.
looks at her, and for a terrifying heartbeat, the structure of his affection fractures. his instincts, those raw and blunt tools of his trade, scream at him to probe, to dissect her reaction until the truth is laid bare like bone. treats her gaze with the same weighted scrutiny he uses on a suspect behind glass. a realization that sends a wave of self-loathing through his blood. he hates that the friction of her skin against his cheek no longer feels like a sanctuary but like a distraction. a clever hand-off in a game he didn’t know they were playing. if he pushes now, he knows the walls will go up. the silence will become a permanent occupant , and he isn’t ready to lose the girl for the sake of the ghost in the photograph.
“ no, let’s just enjoy our food, ” sounding distant even to his own ears as he carefully detaches his hands from her hold. the touch that usually acts as a tether now feels like a weight he must shed to keep from drowning in suspicion. moves back to the table. the clawing feeling in his gut making every step feel heavy, as if the carpet were made of wet earth. “ it’s probably not a good topic while eating. he’s done things i don’t think are meant for dinner conversation, ” he adds. words careful and sanded down to hide the jagged edges of his distrust. forces himself to swallow a bite of food that tastes like ash, realizing with a bitter ache that the person he thought he could trust is becoming the very investigation he needs to solve.
everything changes at that moment, suho's regularly optimistic personality, happily telling down to the slimy grimy details of any case, without worrying about how it may sound nor make her feel. the very thing which had her heart start beating quicker when around him, gone. like a shadow had completely overtaken male's being, slumping forward as he walked toward the dining table ; food still plated out for them to eat, leaving minhee behind on her knees at the stained carpet. “ just think it's shocking for any young person, to turn to such... doings. ” murmuring, realizing that her approach had failed, the attempt to cover up her initial shock had completely backfired.
dusting off her knees as minhee comes to a stand, rejoining suho at the table however she doesn't eat, instead eyes carve into the skull of the male. “ why are you minding that now, but not two days ago where you spoke about the blood splattered everywhere, as i was eating a sundae with strawberry sirup. ” words are direct, truthful, her eyes holding the same glint of warmth that he so naturally brought out in her. hesitant hand reaches forward, index gently wrapping around male's forearm to bring it down as he was about to eat another mouthful ; not wanting to just leave everything at point blank. after all, suho was an open book, making it plainly obvious that something was bothering that pretty head of his. “ talk to me... don't do this thing where you pretend nothing's wrong, you know i hate that. ” femme always being strong with words, confrontational without any fear —- took after her father with that, probably also why she had been appointed the next in line, to lead the very gang suho tried so desperately to solve crimes against.
hand lets go of his, as if to underline that she didn't wish to put pressure onto him but, it was also too clear that something she had said, or even done, had pestered him. “ i saw you trying to figure me out back there, i've seen you interrogate somebody, remember ? ” fingers form a loose fist as it goes beneath her chin and supports her head, other hand hugging around her elbow as she gently stares at him, patient but also expectant of him responding to her inquiry ; one proving she knew there was something left untold from his point of view.
eyes light up instantly , as if someone just handed her a puzzle she's been waiting all day to solve . they spin , a bit more dramatic than it has to be , to face the other fully , pointing finger guns in her direction with a grin that's just a little too wide for the situation . “ ohhh , so you noticed that , most people don't . . . which is honestly kind of embarrassing for them but super exciting for me right now ” cipher pauses . tilts her head . the grin stays but something behind their eyes goes very , very still . “ you're trying to block me , aren't you . you silly little goose ” it isn't an accusation . it's almost delighted instead . she takes one small step closer - star clips catching the light , cherry soda and cigarette smoke trailing behind her like a calling card . " so , new friend . couple of quick and dirty questions . why would you do that ? and . . . " she rocks forward slightly on her heels , voice dropping to something softer and considerably more dangerous . " what exactly are you so worried about me seeing ? what's hiding in your nogging ? "
intrigued by the jollier demeanor , one which went completely against her own , especially during times where her body blocked out unwanted visitors in her brain ; no business were to be found for them there , after all . “ if i am, are you going to kill me or something ? ” snorts , eyeing the femme as she approaches siyeon , the scented mixture tickling her senses in a strange manner that she can't quite pin-point . “ really ? no first date , or even offering to do it over a couple of drinks... harsh , stranger . ” hands finds captive inside the pockets of baggy pants she's wearing , gaze not daring to leave the silhouette in front of her , almost fearing that if she's allowed a split second to dig into her mind , then she'd definitely capture it . “ question for a question , how about that ? wouldn't really be any fun if you're just given all of the answers , just like that , would it ? ” both of siyeon's hands then lift toward her , grabbing ahold of the woman's hood and fixating it a little bit —- excusing the little touch of her thumb brushing her nape , still without much of a vision to be given , making her wonder . “ why are you so interested in my nogging, over somebody elses' ? ” inquiring , the space between them vanishing thanks to both their steps forward .
" i'm the best camerawoman, aren't i ? " she says proudly, grinning from ear to ear, " that's why you can never replace me. " wagging a finger teasingly in front of his face, gyuri breaks into laughter at keon's comment about wishing he could have witnessed her little recon mission to secure the goods for their photoshoot. " maybe next time you can come, we can both wear disguises. " once he fastens the collar securely around her neck, she sweeps her hair back over her shoulders and flashes him a grin, " does it look good on me ? " striking a pose for him for a moment, one hand resting on her hip as she shifts her weight to one side, lashes fluttering dramatically. finding it interesting how the tension between them always builds so naturally, because it never takes more than a few minutes together for her to notice that familiar seductiveness creeping into his voice. " keep talking like that and this photoshoot is going to turn into something a little less professional and a lot more . . questionable. " gyuri's voice trails off as he pulls her closer onto the bed, settling her right onto his lap while she faces him. " well, for starters, we can get rid of the shirt, considering that seems to be an audience favorite. " her fingers glide across his shoulders before tracing slowly down his arms until they reach the hem of keon's shirt, giving it a playful tug. " i suppose we can start with the classics, shirtless photos and all that. " as she says it, she reaches for the leather collar resting nearby and holds it out toward him, " maybe wear this and i'll take some photos from here. you know, really sell them the girlfriend pov experience. " wriggling her brows mischievously, she helps pull the shirt over his head before scooting higher onto his lap, biting lightly at the corner of her lip as she does, fully aware of exactly where she ends up seated. " let's start with some shots on my phone first, shall we ? " she reaches for the phone abandoned on the mattress nearby, mischief sparkling in her eyes.
the pose she struck easily drew out an amused chuckle from him, though the glint in his eyes were darkened with something else, liking the accessory on her a little too much ; but that'd only help them out in their shoot, considering the platform the photos would end up on. “ oh gyuri, you already know i find you to be beautiful with or without anything ~ ” natural roll of tongue as the corners of his mouth tugged upward into a smug grin, hand hooking around the back of femme's knee as she's settling perfectly across his lap ; pad of thumb creasing over flesh in a ghost-like touch. “ i mean, isn't that the purpose ? i have to be eventually get into that sort of mood, for those to properly sell. ” head cants, single brow quirking upward a smidge. “ ain't that right, gyuri-ah ? ” pronunciation of her name almost sounding seductive in the way it falls off of his tongue, so clear that he was doing it all on purpose —- always aiming for them to break character, the highlight of these little photoshoot sessions, as keon liked to call them.
down to business meant getting rid of his shirt, making sure to do it slowly for any snapshots gyuri wished to take during that act. only to reach for the collar she had neatly picked out for him to wear, unclasping the lock to guide it around throat ; it encapsulating just between adam's apple and collarbones, making those assets more prominent in a way. “ the fans do like that point of view, quite a lot... ” smiling just slightly, leaning back onto his elbows to stretch out his torso and tightening the muscles following his abdomen. “ i think you do too though, is that wrong of me to assume ? ” all weight is then relying on a single elbow, as the other reaches down toward the belt clasp, thumb hooking underneath as he pushes waistband of both his pants and briefs down, just enough to reveal perfect outline of pelvic and veins. “ do you feel it ? the effect your mere presence has on me ? ” voice dropped an obstacle lower, sinful words clearly indicating what he referred to as ‘ it ’ and just to further underline his claim, hips pressed just slightly upward, her thigh being the wall to hit.
SHE HAD ACCEPTED SHE WOULD embark on this journey alone, not an ally in the world to help her. that would be her life one way or another — as a fugitive or as queen. at least if she did not stay at court, she would have chosen her own destiny, and whilst the outcome might not have looked much different than if she chose to stay, at least she would have tried. staying means defeat no matter how she twists and turns it. even when she's found a companion in mateo. « i am afraid not, » she whispers meekly. it has kept her awake more nights than she sleeps, and still no other option has come to mind but an escape. and even that seems impossible in her mind. then he speaks, a suggestion leaving his lips, and despite her best efforts a hope creeps up on her. « you would come with me ? » incredulous gaze finds his, gauging him intently, as if he would jest. he is not though — she can tell from the way he looks at her. « mateo, it will be dangerous. i cannot promise you safety. you do understand your life will be easier here ? » and still she reaches for his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.
OPTIONS WERE SLIM AND THEY BOTH KNEW, so his little suggestion had been the best, if not only, way for the two of them to remain in contact. sure, it was an egoistic choice of his, knowing tales of horror regarding that continent ; rumors of nobodies disappearing without a trace. however, those didn’t scare him, not as much as being left behind —- be in the unknown of her well-being. “ honestly ? if i stay here, i think i might end up more miserable, than if i go. ” spoken while wearing a soft smile on visage, own arm stretching in order of their hands to connect ; pad of thumb mindlessly running across her fair skin, the touch of their skin even significantly showcasing their differences, due to his worker hands. “ easier but, boring without your laugh... you do know, ” pausing, deciding to take another step forward as he saw the hold of their hands as a green light for him to approach. “ you're one of the only ones who actually laugh at my jokes, how could i be without that, princess ? ” head raises, warmth radiating in both of his hues ; an assurance that he was sure about this.
ari didn't stumble at the unexpected pause , and stood firm with her gaze falling to the hands on her shoulder that preventing her from moving forward . then , up to the man whose they belonged to as if he had the audacity to touch her at all , and stifled her grin . " choi ari . you can check me if you want . " she took the first step back , arms raised to her sides as if to show her dress and willing to take the extra security check if that's what it required . her purse hung from her hand . " i believe i was invited . special guest , if i remember correctly . you're welcome to check with your boss , if you'd like . i don't mind , " she said , tone laced with mild amusement .
the circle was close and gunwoo was the worst at recognizing faces , so it’s fist when woman introduces herself , he realizes that she probably the main guest to be seated next to his employee , minhee . “ safety precautions and all that , i’m sure you of all people will understand . ” voice is kinder but , still kept in a more stale tone at each word pronounced . stepping closer , eyes ran over her but , not in the way most would assume it was for —- almost robotic as if he could scan past materials . “ do you mind ? ” pointing toward the petite handbag loosely handing by ari’s wrist , head lifts and he’s finally meeting opposite orbs ; quite unphased despite both of them knowing their capabilities . “ you’re correct , i just didn’t recognize you at first , miss choi. ” finally admitting , though there’s no signs of remorse nor any hint of embarrassment . an honest man at the end of the day .
lips form a small pout at the way he accepts defeat so easily on nico's words, as nicely as he tried to word it — it sounds somewhat mean which is the last thing nico ever wants to be. “ i didn't mean— ” though seeing him loosen up makes nico realise he's overreacted as per usual and feelings aren't actually hurt. “ makes sense, right ? ” though they both think so, nico would crack for just about anything jisung needed, even if he doesn't know it yet. “ okay, try me. ” takes a deep breath, eyes lifting to meet the other's the second he hears his name — the look in his eyes already tugging on the poor man's heartstrings. heart practically skips a single beat as jisung's hand grabs his own, another advantage he has over him now. “ you... played ? ” is he referring to gambling ? nico's always been taught that that's a shady way to go in a choice of route down the path of life, and yet when he looks into jisung's eyes all he wants to do is crumble. “ w— well, you... you know, you don't usually ever ask me for that kind of stuff, and i do... have enough to help out. why... why did you do that ? ” attempts a more stern voice now, still unable to speak the word no.
witnessing how easily the expression on nico gives away he's crumbling, the mere request and hand reaching for an extra sprinkle of convincing —- it worked, but jisung hoped nico hadn't fallen for it, that he wasn't suggesting or telling he'd have room in his monthly budget to also provide for him. that alone, already meant this was going in the wrong direction. out of the sear need for practice, however, the act would continue onward. “ you do ?! great, thank you so much ~ ” the grasp around elder's hands tightens, bringing it up and hugs it against broad chest, showcasing how immensely grateful he was despite nico nothing having fully agreed to anything but, perhaps this was another obstacle for the other to get through ; to navigate others maybe thinking he'd comply instantly too. “ just a little bit of saturday night fun, i did win though... i just ended up betting everything again, heh. ” last word sounded through a feigned innocence, knowing that sort of scenario was definitely non-negotiable in regards of being plainly stupid. “ i make a mean ramen, i'll be sure to make that for both of us... as a thank you. ” finally then letting go of the other's hands, hoping that'd lessen whatever pressure it might've been adding on top of everything.
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trying to shift from one foot to another, the other hiding something behind their back and strengthening minjae's curiosity to a maximum. “ what is it that i'm not allowed to see ? ” subtle smile traced onto thin lips, glint of intrigue basically shining in both of his eyes. “ fine... fine. ” raising hands in an almost innocent mannerism, walking a few steps backwards and giving the impression to the other that he was backing down, that he'd stop pestering them. all an act, however, as a swift movement later minjae is behind them, snatching the piece of paper they held ; holding it between two digits as he holds it up high, his height giving him that extra leverage. “ so, what can i expect in here ? ”
continued from here | @purplemccns
the way nimble fingers are grabbing around her sketchbook display a slight nervousness, praise from trace was something most tattoo apprentices anticipated, practically looking toward him with hopeful eyes. akari, however, being the assistant in drawing designs meant that little comments of ‘ good job ’ or ‘ nice work ’ was frequent. though, him complimenting her passion, the little scribbles turning into story-telling images, it warmed across her entire being ; so much to the point of the shell of her ears got painted in a dusted pink. “ yeah ? you really think so ? ” subtle smile, opening the book a little more and freely showing the sketches to him, showcasing images of two people interacting —- clearly shaping a love story of sorts. “ my inspiration... ” spoken in a pondering manner, looking forward and to the ceiling as her feet lightly wagged back and forth in the air underneath counter. “ a friend of mine's first love story ? ” nodding a couple of times, then a cheekier grin appeared on features. “ with that additional sprinkle of cringe, that needs to be present you know ~ ” sitting up straight again, attention was brought over to trace ; always finding herself comfortable around him. “ do you read these ? ”
Hearing him chuckle and cough, she's ready to pat his back gently ( as if that would help ), but she keeps her hands to herself, and only huffs dramatically at him. "Don't sound so sure about that. You never know what kind of creeps people actually are." Still, joking. Miyoung actually trusts people and doesn't get weird vibes off of them unless they look suspicious. So far, she has seen people who look just like them. Then again, even the scary ones can look like anyone else. The female lightly shakes her head at her thoughts, and a smile plays on her lips while she briefly focuses on eating the noodles. She raises her brow, dark hues turning to look at Jisung when his elbow nudges her. "Don't tell me you're one of those who can fall asleep while listening to stories about killers and whatnot?" She questions, and she takes a sip from her drink. "Music. Facing whatever is scaring me." On nights when she's heading home after partying with her friends and she feels like someone is following her, she simply focuses on getting home and takes different routes -- even sometimes calls a friend to have some sort of company. And if she has watched a scary movie ( which happens once a year, not even that ), she watches them with the lights on and watches something else before going to sleep. "Talk sweet nothings to me before we fall asleep, and I will be fine." She's joking, and it becomes obvious when she chuckles.
soft chuckle emits at her ending comment on potential killers, free footing this very area, head shaking in pure amusement. their eyes met and a smile persist on plumb brims, shrugging in a nonchalant manner. “ i can fall asleep anywhere, no matter the surface or surrounding sounds... pros of growing up going on camping trips, i suppose ~ ” jisung finding himself to be lucky his parents brought him anywhere, even as a baby, making him accustomed to louder environments and strengthening his capabilities of sleeping. or perhaps, he just had a good sleeping heart. “ music ? like heavy metal or jazz ? ” another little row of snickers erupts from him, then bringing his bowl closer to slurp another mouthful of noodles ; finding nothing more suitable for camping, than a good bowl of ramen.
finishing by bringing the edge of bowl to his lips, head leaning backwards to drink the soup —- ending with a typical old-man sigh of relief. “ i'll grill us some meat tomorrow then, for dinner. ” reaching over to place the bowl down and he then snorted, head turns to face her as he's wearing a mischievous smirk. “ no take backs, if i end up doing that... don't be surprised, miyoungie ~ ” pointing a single digit in her direction, almost as a warning signal but the glint matched hers, the one of being playful. leaning into his chair with forearms coming to the armrests of the chair, head craning backward to look upward ; smoke from the bonfire making a mist-like visual with evening slowly taking over the sky. “ what'd you do ? for vacation, growing up ? ” genuine curiosity, as the mood switches from being playful into more serious and casual, taking this as a chance for them to learn new sides of each others personalities.
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this was always a struggle, finding the right outfit for the night, eunbi finding it difficult to make decisions ; at least the ones where it really didn’t matter in the end. “ is it a casual sort of meet-up, or fancy ? ” hands moved the hangers holding her dresses, endless outfits on display. “ cocktail party ? ” grinning sweetly, pulling out a sparkly dress that she hadn’t worn in years —- for good reasons too. “ what are you gonna wear ? ” inquiring curiously as eyes travel over to find her companion, currently just staring and watching as eunbi being in distress. a situation which also brought a smile to her own face, finding herself a little bit silly.
~ ♡ —- story started for @hypontize
late all-nighters pulled every night that week, on a big scoop received from an anonymous source. just missing that single golden clue, the truth. stepping out of the elevator, stretching arms above his head as a yawn was dragged out from his mouth. then daehyun rounds the corner and eyes land on his neighbor living across from him, never meeting them before. “ good… night ? ” chuckles, smile displaying a small indention in his cheek, cheeks pushing upward to have eyes form crescents. “ i’m daeh—- ” catching them turn around, eyes locking and his smile drops, mind going back in time in flashing images. “ y/m ? i... what ? ” laughs at his own inability to find words, hand rubbing along the back of his nape. “ 4th grade ? do you remember ? ” smile is tender, warm, as frame leans against his own door, suddenly feeling very much awake.
~ ♡ —- story started for @gongjus | juri & woobin.
humble when needed to be, so when woobin was asked to showcase what ideas and prerequisites went in for his self-developed application —- context of it being a hot topic around several campus' in the country, slowly expanding globally. “ it started out as a helping hand for a friend, then i manically created this large scale model. ” a gentler laughter emits as hand runs through hairs covering nape, displaying a softer visage and it naturally made the lecture room also sound with joyous sounds, woobin's eyes trailed the rows and would frequently find juri. enami juri. a name burned into his brain since middle school, voice of jabbing words and yet she looked at him differently now. “ then we needed more test rabbits, so i joined in and with two boyfriend for rent, the app blew up... bug fixes, feature requests, other guys' wanting individual profiles so it was made more universal. ” moving around the stage, using hands for description support as woobin oozed with confidence, something he had never done before ; a nerd by heart but, he also grew up, just like everyone else.
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constantly being on the travel to capture sights and experience different cultures, noah so vividly remembered bumping into this one girl ; personalities hitting it off instantaneously, making it feel like they had known each other always. however, after a broken phone and loss of contacts, it also meant any chance of reuniting with her was narrowing down to zero percentage. however, in a train and he looks up as somebody needs his seat. eyes meet, widen and then a smile breaks out onto noah's features. “ i wondered where you were ~ ” grin turns cheekier, truly to his nature. “ funny how this is the way we keep meeting, huh ? ” standing, offering space for her to squeeze in and claim her own seat, plopping back down and lowering the screen of his editing laptop.
~ ♡ —- story started for @amourneds | marie & jiho.
walking to the staff area, a heavier sigh emitting from the clear exhaustion of the busy day at the restaurant. jiho, having thought to find marie resting up in the room, perhaps scrolling through social medias, or even working on new recipes —- male having found himself admiring the curiosity of the other, asking what tastes would go, surprisingly, well together ; to form an euphoric experience for the customers, dining at his restaurant. the very reason why they'd constantly keep coming back, requiring the same old recipe. however, to his surprise there wasn't anyone, except the door to his office being open and scattering noises coming from in there. “ marie, is that you ? ” calling out, digits loosening the apron he wore, pulling it off and away from his frame, slinging it over the back of a chair he was passing. sounds stop and male looks inside, only to find her silhouette bending over his drawer, notebooks laid out across his desk. the sight making his eyebrows furrow, one palm pressing against opposite side of the doorframe his stance leaned against, denying her a potential exit route. “ so, what's... going on ? ” querying with brow quirking, a glint of disappointment in both hues, slight disbelief that she'd deceive him but a worry surfaced anyway.
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memories of on particular night flashes in his mind , like a rave party , upon having seen the notification of the other being on a date . elijah's grip around his phone tightened subconsciously , the picture of them smiling while holding an ice cream . how cliche . summer dates were all the same . male knew of the location as well , as it had been the very same shop he had gone too on his own last date , which failed thanks to the other . so obviously , elijah had sprinted there , wearing running clothes to make it believable . seeing the pair walking down the pavement , joyfully interacting and something shifted the his eyes as he slowed down , jogging toward them and then accidentally bumping into the other and making the ice cream smear on their shirt . “ s-shit , sorr—- oh ? y/m , wasn't aware you'd be here . ” smiling warmly through his lie , indention of dimple deep on his cheek as he reached for tissues held by y/m , beginning to wipe it off of their chest , showcasing a close relation between them , despite them being long-term rivals . “ this is where they take all their dates ~ ” ruining words , looking at the other's date with a cheeky grin .
