‘ﾟ* ⇢ send me a “ 📱 ” and i will answer the following⠀⌇⠀accepting !
what was my muses 5 last sent texts yours?
[ ✉ SENT TO ⇢ 🐺BIN ] : YO HYUNBIN !! ANSWER !! I THOUGHT OF SOME DEEP SHIT !!
[ ✉ SENT TO ⇢ 🐺BIN ] : so i found out tomato is a fruit . wtf ??
[ ✉ SENT TO ⇢ 🐺BIN ] : so if you think about it ..
[ ✉ SENT TO ⇢ 🐺BIN ] : JUST HEAR ME OUT OK …
[ ✉ SENT TO ⇢ 🐺BIN ] : that means ketchup is a fucking smoothie 👀 like srsly. no tea just FACTS.
what was my muses 5 last unsent texts yours.?
[ ✉ UNSENT TO ⇢ 🐺BIN ] : u kno. u r actually a pretty cool dude
[ ✉ UNSENT TO ⇢ 🐺BIN ] : bro.. did u do the homework ??
[ ✉ UNSENT TO ⇢ 🐺BIN ] : do werewolves shed like dogs do ??
[ ✉ UNSENT TO ⇢ 🐺BIN ] : i finally checked out one of those books about supernatural creatures but it gave me a headache
[ ✉ UNSENT TO ⇢ 🐺BIN ] : wait u r dating inha ?? wtf ?? i had no clue!!
what was my muses last snapchat to yours?
what my muse saved your number as?
🐺BIN
what contact photo my muse has set for yours?
what ringtone my muse has set for yours?
it’s the sound of a WOLF HOWLING on repeat.
how many times my muse has called your this week?
ZERO. yaya prefers to text, and she also probably refrains from calling hyunbin in fear she will annoy him too much.
how many calls has my muse missed from yours?
MOST OF THEM?? this is just because yaya doesn’t tend to be good about calling people or being their right away to respond to something. she always makes sure to call back though.
‘ﾟ* ⇢ send me a “ 📱 ”and I will answer the following⠀⌇⠀accepting !
What was my muses 5 last sent texts yours?
[ ✉ SENT TO ⇢ JUNGPOO💩 ] : BRUHHHHHHHHHHHHH 😫
[ ✉ SENT TO ⇢ JUNGPOO💩 ] : guess what . okay.
[ ✉ SENT TO ⇢ JUNGPOO💩 ] : what did the ocean say to the other ocean brUH? 🌊
[ ✉ SENT TO ⇢ JUNGPOO💩 ] : NOTHING u dipshit they just waved 👋👋👋
[ ✉ SENT TO ⇢ JUNGPOO💩 ] :🤣 did u sea what i did there ? i’m shore u did
What was my muses 5 last unsent texts yours.?
[ ✉ UNSENT TO ⇢ JUNGPOO💩 ] : JUNGWOO ANSWER UR DAMN PHONE I FUCKING SWEARRRRRRR
[ ✉ UNSENT TO ⇢ JUNGPOO💩 ] : I’M DYING😣👻 THERE IS A CUTE GIRL AND LIKE DO I PLAY IT COOL?
[ ✉ UNSENT TO ⇢ JUNGPOO💩 ] :DO I ACT HARD TO GEdfj
[ ✉ UNSENT TO ⇢ JUNGPOO💩 ] :KILL ME
[ ✉ UNSENT TO ⇢ JUNGPOO💩 ] :I FUCKING BUSTED MY ASS IN FRONT OF HER
What was my muses last snapchat to yours?
What my muse saved your number as?
JUNGPOO💩
What contact photo my muse has set for yours?
What ringtone my muse has set for yours?
BREAKIN’ THE LAW by judas priest
How many times my muse has called your this week?
THREE ; honestly all of them probably either involved him stopping by at her dorm so they could smoke or trying to contact him with a plan to stir some trouble together. she mainly bugs him through snaps or texts though. calling is a last resort.
How many calls has my muse missed from yours?
NONE; yaya always makes sure to pick up the phone when it’s her partner in crime calling.
he snorts out a laugh at the girls antics. “well, i’m glad i could help then, i guess,” there’s a light smile playing on his lips. “werewolves are definitely a thing. i’m sure there are even more beings that we’re not aware of, but for now.. this is what we’ve got.” he shrugs, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck. “so, uh, how did you become— you know,” he kind of trails off before slapping a hand over his mouth. “that’s probably so rude to ask, oh my god. you totally don’t need to answer that.” it’s mumbled between his fingers and his face is burning, but he’s not sure if it’s from the sting of him slapping himself or from the overwhelming embarrassment of just asking someone how they died.
WITH THE SHAKE of her head , the ghost feels yet another laugh daring to spill to the surface of the goofy grin she wears . & swatting a hand at the other , she simply shrugs . “ nah !! you’re okay man !! “ she attempts to reassure the other once more that they have done no wrong . “ actually , it’s kind of funny story . i think it was a pretty nasty ghost who did this to me . “ the girl finally laughs offering the other a small nod as she thinks her own story over . “ but , in that ghost’s defense . i was kinda provoking it . i did threaten to steal the bridge it was haunting . so that was probably a bad decision on my part . but , in my defense . i didn’t really believe that ghost were real. ”
He snorts at the way the ghost looks at him. It is pretty apparent she is trying to decide whether he is trustworthy. But, he doesn’t take her suspicion to heart. He honestly doesn’t care. Rather, intrigued by what she is hiding. He nods , hands going into the pockets of his hoodie. “ Yeah, sure. My lips are sealed. “ Jungwoo agrees, nearing her with an interesting look. “ So what’s in the bag?”
YAYA EYES HIM almost hesitantly . giving the male one last glance over , only seconds before tossing the bag at him . allowing the other to take a look at what was inside . deciding to trust him. after all , he hadn’t really given her a reason to distrust him . & if he did rat her out , she figured the consequences couldn’t have been that bad . “ it’s just some sticky notes . “ yaya informs them rather nonchalantly . her shoulders raise in a brief shrug . “ i was just planning on doing a little redecorating . helping my professor out . . their room is bit bland. i thought it could use a little makeover . “ her mouth morphs into a mischevious grin .
Jungwoo was surprised when he saw some random girl walk face first into a wall, but then he quickly burst out laughing as a finger went to point at her while another went to grab at his chest. Laughing so hard he could hardly breathe. “ Uh . I don’t think so ! I saw everything. “ Jungwoo speaks between his humored fit. his curious eyes wondering to her backpack and then at the classroom she was trying to walk into. “ What are you doing?” He asked with a smile. Knowing she was certainly up to no good. Changing the subject because he was more interested in what she was doing rather than her physical state.
THE GHOST FROWNS when the other laughs at her , squinting at the male briefly as he refuses to pretend like he hadn’t seen anything. though those feelings are fleeting & the edge of her lips twitches into a smile when he asks her what she’s up to . subconsciously , she pulls her backpack a little closer . raising a brow to the stranger as her gaze glimmers almost with a sense of mischief . “ i can’t say . “ she shrugs . “ unless , you promise to keep it a secret . but , i don’t know . “ she pauses , as she examines him . trying to decide whether he is a snitch or not .
THE GHOST WAS currently on her way to find a little mischief . floating down the hall with a smirk which pulls at the corner of her lips , yaya bobbed her head to a song only she could hear . a backpack with secret supplies worn upon her back as she quietly made her way through keisung’s halls . only stopping when she had finally found the door she had been looking for . it is then that the girl takes off her white headphones & sneaks them into her coat’s pocket before grabbing her things . a certain look of determination crossing her features before she makes an attempt to walk through the wall , as she tries to sneak her way into the classroom . though , suddenly she finds herself smacked straight into the solid surface . falling back onto the ground, the ghost grunts at the unexpected collision . “ fuck !! “ she curses underneath her breath as she rubs her forehead. the place where she had been hit . but , it’s only then that she notices 《 @jvngwooz 》 out of the corner of her eye . with a sheepish laugh , she scurries to her feet . a hand going to rub at the back of her neck . “ uhh . . you never saw that . okay ?? “
it HAD NEVER been yaya’s intentions to get as close to the hunters as she had been at this moment. but, one thing had led to another , & somehow the girl had found herself trying to get past an area where a number of them were roaming. all she wanted to do was get back to keisung . she had tried her best to silently find her way to saftey . yet , the ghost is stopped in her tracks & she feels her stomach stir in discomfort as her eye’s fall upon the image o f 《 @ssyejvn 》 in restraints . & for the second time that day, the ghost feels the need to help . another internal conflict wrestles inside her as she tries to decide whether she should leave them to their fate in order to guarantee her own welfare , or , if she should offer a hand. however , after a moment of thinking upon the topic , she curses underneath her breath . quietly making her way to where the other was being held. she only makes herself visible when she is right beside them . concern lining her features . “ are you okay ?? “ she asks quietly . looking at their restraints whilst trying to come up with a plan to set them free . “ shit . . we have to get you out of here . “
hoetaek is headed straight towards a wounded student they can see on the ground. never mind that there’s three hunters there too, surrounding the poor guy. never mind that hoetaek is wounded themself, and exhausted, and running dangerously low on supplies. no, all they can think about is helping this guy. but then suddenly an invisible force has grabbed them, is pulling them away, and hoetaek can’t register what is happening quick enough to fight against it before they’ve already been pulled into the bushes. hoetaek blinks at the ghost who’s now materialised in front of them, frowning deeply at her question. “I’m trying to help,” they argue, but their voice comes out weaker then intended as a sharp pain shoots across their shoulder. there’s a gash there, across the entirety of their right shoulder, another in their left side, and one more across their left thigh, the result of a too-close-for-comfort scuffle with a pair of hunters earlier. the gashes had been patched up with moss, however the daggers that cut them were laced with poison, and at that point hoetaek had run out of any kind of antidote treatments. they’d been fighting off the affects of the poison with sheer determination. they sway on their feet, grabbing hold of the closest bush in an attempt to steady themself, but they look back at the ghost, determination still managing to blaze through in their expression as they grit their teeth against the pain and the exhaustion. “I’m a healer. the students and the staff out here, they need me, I can help.”
YAYA’S FACE FALLSin disbelief. &, she isn’t sure what to make of the other, not with the way they are so willing to risk their life. but, her gaze almost instantly goes to their obviously wounded state. concern lining her features as she watches them rise to their feet . a bystander, she battles whether she should help them up, but it’s too late when they’ve already used a branch to help get the job done “ but, you’re hurt... “ she speaks almost a little too bluntly. or perhaps stupidly, as she states the obvious. however, the ghost can’t seem to register the determination which radiates off them. not with what she’s seen today. & when she catches the way their face changes due to the pain they must feel, she can’t stop herself from frowning. “ i don’t think you’re in the shape to be trying to help anyone, “ yaya tries to reason. “ if anything, we need to get you back. i can’t let you go out there, healer or not. there is no way you’d make it out, not like this. “
CHAOS DESCENDS UPON the camping grounds of keisung’s trip. panic & fear hangs heavy in the air as yaya remains unseen among the havoc which surrounds her. & the ghost had found herself alone to fend for herself amongst the attack early on. though, it was fortunate she had been a ghost. deep down, she felt there was really nothing for her to lose among the tragic scene which took place before her. keisung had not gained the title of home deep in her heart nor was her life necessarily at stake. but, that didn't stop the terror which coursed through her veins as she watched the invasion unfold. it was her first time seeing something so horrid take place. but, cowardly, the girl had tried her best to silently find her way to saftey. yet , it was as she heads off on her way that something in the corner of her eye caught her attention. it's the sight of a stranger, 《 @hxetaek 》which has yaya holding her breath. & she watches as they near danger, for some reason there is a sense of anxiousness which rattles her core. but, a part of her tells her to leave them, that she needs to get to saftey. however, the ghost simply can not turn away, & without intent, she teleports. for the first time ever. she is right there beside them. yanking them back into the bushes & out of sight before she suddenly makes herself visible. something along the lines of anger & confusion settles along her visage. " are you trying to get yourself killed ?? " she questions in a hushed tone.
djfjklfljfjlkflajs SORRY I HAVEN’T BEEN ON LIKE ALL DAY OMFG ljdfldslfj i’m the worst but i kinda ended up spending most the day with family sjfsdljfsdjfksdj bc it’s a holiday & i didn’t have classesssss. i also haven’t seen them much so i;ve mISSED THEM BUT JDJLKSJDSLKA I’M TRY TO GET TO WHAT I OWE PPL RN & THEN MESSAGES AFTER. but if i don’t get to you tonight i’m sorry but i’m going to try to. at leAST BEFORE I HAVE TO HIT THE HAY TO WAKE UP HELLA EARLY TOMORROW. SORRY GUYS :<<<
jitae FOLLOWS the girl. noticing everyone else is gone and that they are late makes him mildly annoyed. he stands off to the side as yaya goes to grab their stuff, but when he hears her speak , it is the c o n f u s i o n clearly read across her face, that makes the demon rub at his temples. letting out a deep sigh, he looks to her dumbfoundedly. he isn’t sure if she just sucks at everything she tries. ❝ give it here, ❞ he waves the girl to hand him the clues along with the map. that was pointless, however, and, he takes it from her grasp on his own. S T U D Y I N G and turning it to the side until he gets an idea of where it might be directing them. ❝ let’s go that way, ❞ he points off into a specific direction. heading off without bothering to wait for the ghost. figuring she’d follow eventually. and, even if she didn’t , he wouldn’t exactly m i n d .
YAYA DOESN’T PROTEST when jitae takes the objects from her hands, & instead , she kind of welcomes it . truth be told , the ghost wasn’t quite sure what all the lines & scribbles meant anyway. she is just happy the demon is helping her at all . but , she quickly follows as the male moves off into the direction he seems to have figured out is the right way. trailing only a couple paces behind him, she tries to peek over his shoulder to take a look at the map in his hold . “ you’re pretty good at understanding that thing . “ the ghost comments in awe. “ with all the clues, what do you think it is that we are supposed to find ?? “
marcus grins down at yaya when she spots him, unable to keep himself from laughing at her reaction to his pencil falling in front of her. “sorry yaya! it was an accident,” he calls down to her, still chuckling. he shifts back into the comfortable position he’d been in earlier as yaya floats up to him, taking his pencil off her with a grateful nod. “I’m doing homework, believe it or not,” he answers her question, turing his sketchbook around to show her the skirt he’d drawn. it’s pretty basic, he’d just added some floral details before he’d gotten stuck, but it’s still not exactly the best thing he’s ever designed. “we’re supposed to be creating nature-inspired designs, but I’m not having much luck, I think I have creative block,” he explains, making a face and tapping the side of his head with the eraser end of his pencil.
“what are you up to? do you wanna do something fun? I don’t think I’m getting any more work done tonight.” marcus closes his book, sitting up and tilting his head hopefully as he looks at yaya. in all honesty, he’s bored, and he’s glad it was yaya who was walking by at the right time. she’s one of marcus’s favourite people to hang out with, they always have fun together, and right now getting into some mischief with yaya sounds way more appealing then sitting in this tree trying (and failing) to get some work done.
YAYA’S FACE SCRUNCHES together in repulsion as the vampire mentions homework . but , her gaze grows curious as he reveals the details about the current item he was trying to design . the ghost didn’t know much about fashion , but she nods along easily with what her friend has to say. almost as if in reassurance to let them know she was listening . however , she can't help but snort when he asks her what she's up to . & her expression is back to its goofy nature . " bruh, i'm bored out of my mind . that's why i came out to venture to see what's up out here . but then , ya know. your pen came falling from the sky & i about died from shock . " she laughs, giving marcus a playful nudge . " now, we are here . " yaya shrugs, however , there is a mischevious glimmer which sparkles among her gaze as a smirk begins twitching at the edge of her lips .
" is that a trick question ?? of course , i want to have some fun !! ditch the homework , man !! we got some trouble to stir . " yaya somewhat jokes . rubbing her hands together as she begins to think of some stunts they might be able to pull off tonight. & despite the fact that the girl often liked to kick it easy , that never stopped her from turning down an opportunity to hang out with marcus . " plus , what's a better way to get inspired , than have a little fun ?? " she wiggles a brow, a grin taking over her visage .
jitae is almost left in the D U S T . and, he isn’t sure if it is because she is a ghost or if she was just naturally fast, but he has to jog to catch up with her. his expression still annoyed as he ( r e l u c t a n t l y ) follows behind her, the fact that she doesn’t have the decency to wait for him, he isn’t too shocked by. however, that doesn’t stop the demon from mentally going on within his own mind, adding another fact about the ghost he doesn’t like. and, taking note of yet ANOTHER reason to dislike her. ❝ i sure hope you know where you are going.. unlike how you supposedly knew, ‘ when all the cool shit was happening ‘ ❞ he mumbles underneath his breath. not really paying ATTENTION to the path they were going down.
THE GHOST HEARS the words that the other mumbles , but for the sake of the peace , & trying to work as partners , yaya pretends she didn’t . continuing on , before she stops at the area that everyone was supposed to meet for this said activity . but it’s seemingly empty , that is , except for a chaperon who stands in the middle of the field . pointing them in the direction of what looks to be bags of some sort . her brain slows for a moment as the girl processes the situation , looking back to the demon , she quirks her head to the side toward where the staff was directing them . not saying much in fear of annoying jitae any more than she already had . but , she makes her way over to the area of supplies . just as hurried as she had been on there way here . but her visage contorts in confusion as a hand digs through a bag she’s picked up . scrambling through various clues , & a map. “ what the hell . . . “
“no? what’s bro code.. the fuck is that?“ there weren’t many times zero’s age showed jsut because of how playful he was and active, but it was times like these that it really did. because what the fuck was a bro code. but he giggles at her again, wiggling a finger in front of his face, “we are friends, but doesn’t mean i gotta help!“ which was really zero saying that he was a dick and it was funnier to watch her fail that succeed. and he shakes his head again though, grin forming, “nuh uh! you’re a baby ghost, not a child human thing. so i don’t need to help because you can walk and talk yourself, and so you should be able to walk through walls too! and i don’t have a soul.. i thought we knew this already.“
YAYA’S FROWN DEEPENS as her hands dramatically pull at her face , almost like a child being comical due to the fact that they weren't being understood , or hadn't gotten their way . showing her frustration without words & instead , in her own immature fashion . “ see z !! this is why i need your help !! i didn’t even know that shit . “ the ghost huffs , looking to the other while shaking her head in disapproval . “ but fine !! fine . " her hands shoot up almost defensively . her expression still dim compared to her typical goofy disposition . " i’ll just get it all by myself . “ jokingly , yaya squints at her friend . " but maybe it would be easier if you weren't always around laughing at me . "
“ah, yeah — the prof’s about a breath away from turning to dust. if only the old foof would decide to retire and live out the rest of his afterlife off campus instead of calling me a safety hazard in class,” inha sighs. she’s more wistful than she is grouchy; she doesn’t want to be overly negative or anything, but she’s certainly hoping that her professor decides to go on a vacation and conveniently never comes back.
but she shakes her head and focuses her attention back on the matter at hand: the kind of potions that could be made without a grade. she spreads out the materials for yaya to see, and then she takes her through them one by one.
“so we’ve got… herbs and the like, y’know, the boring stuff. i’ve also got some eyeballs here. not to be cliche, but i wanna say they’re from newts or something? and then we’ve got troll piss, which honestly isn’t as bad as it sounds… dust from fairy wings, dust from pixie wings… uhhh…”
it’s difficult to recall just what everything is — it’s not like inha labels any of her jars. some of them are glowing deeply within their containers, and she can’t remember if they’re supposed to do that or not.
“i guess just pick whatever looks good to you, and we’ll go with it!”
THE GHOST CAN’T help but snicker at inha’s words , humored by her description of her professor more than anything . but , yaya doesn’t pry anymore about the other’s academic life & instead allows the topic to fade . she figures there is no use on dwelling upon the teacher's words , yaya knew her friend’s worth . professors were always finding ways of being annoying or bothersome . so, the girl looks eagerly at the array of options before her . not bothering to comment any further on inha's classes , more interested in the potion they are about to create .
her gaze lights up with each one the other points out . & instantly , yaya's grin widens as a specific choice catches her interest . " oh shit !! eyeballs ?? we gotta put some of that in there !! " the ghost laughs before nodding with what else inha has to say . eyeing the witch with curiosity before speaking when they were finally done .
" well , i think i'm going to have to pass on that troll piss . now , i know you said it's not that bad. but , ya know. it sounds PRETTY bad . so yeah . let's pass . but damn !! let's get some of that pixie dust up in here !! " she points in its direction & then at a couple other things . " oh , & how about this , this , & this !! " she says only before smiling up at her friend , almost as if looking for a thumbs up, or really any sign of approval .
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