CHOKE&DIE.

I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed and that necessary.

[sunsct-archived-deactivated2019]

im a shitty rp partner tho

sometimes i reply 19 seconds after youve replied

sometimes i reply 147 years later

[heshidden]

Perhaps birthdays were something they had spoken of before in notes left taped to Hanbyul’s door. Now it was his turn to return the favour in the likes of a bright neon yellow post-it left on his door. He hopes his copy wouldn’t grow lazy and decide not to pay him a visit on his own birthday. “Don’t think I forgot too. I suppose it gives me some joy to know I’m the older of us two, even if it’s only by a day. Happy birthday. Now, you still owe me a present—how about your name, mister stalker?”

He carries a red book in his hands all the way from his apartment to the other man’s home, but didn’t even bother wrapping it up for the present — it wasn’t necessary. The pages are already yellowish, and the corners of the red cover are slightly torn, marks left by the time and usage. How many times had he read that book? He can’t tell. But that one book has been such a big part of his life as a poet, he thinks it can have the same effect over his doppelganger, considering all the similarities between the two of them. He knows he can’t do Hanbyul wrong with that gift.

Minseo walks to the other’s front door with no difficulty and is surprised by the note left on the door for him. He himself has forgotten his own birthday, he never imagined that his copy would have remembered — but he is wrong. He frowns, thinking for a moment that chronologically, he is the copy. But he smiles once he reads the last bit of words on the note, shaking his head a few times as he sets the book on the floor with his own little note on top of it.

“Oh, you remembered! I wasn’t expecting, Hanbyul. Thanks, I appreciate this. But well, I’m sorry I can’t give you what you wanted, I already got you a gift: The Minus Sign, a poetry book by Carlos Drummond de Andrade. I think you might enjoy it, maybe you can tell me what you think about it someday. And speaking of that, I’d rather leave the introductions to the day we meet. Have a good day, copy — I will see you soon.”

[heshidden]

you have such an adorable smile, i wish you would show it more often...

“You know only the right people can see my real smile, don’t you?”

“You’re gonna see it, one day or another.”

[heshidden]

There was a shadow following him around. He could always feel it but he could never catch it. The shadow just lurks there, watching him. Jongin decided that perhaps the shadow was just lonely and maybe he wanted friends. And so, he left right outside his door a box. "To my shadow". Inside the box was a dvd of him dancing along with some chocolates he made. On the dvd he wrote; thank you for looking out for me. I hope you enjoy this for those days you can't catch me. Merry christmas!

Minseo frowns when he sees the box, wondering when did the other male start referring to him like a shadow. He isn’t a shadow, but he likes the title given to him. And it takes him some time to actually reach for the box, taking its lid off so he can take a look inside: chocolates ( the one thing that catches his attention the most in this whole present-like object ) and a dvd. His frown grows stronger when he reads what’s written on the disc, but a tiny smirk creeps on his face — the satisfaction of success. The response is left right where the box once was.

“Merry Christmas, Jongin.”

[heshidden]

[heshidden]

hey, cuties~ i want to wish you guys a merry christmas, friends!!!! and if you dont celebrate christmas, i hope youre having a great time and enjoying the end of the year~ i just hope you are all enjoying your day and having fun with your family or friends and eating a lot of good food!!! stay safe, darlings ♡

[stilledsouls]

"Don't think I forgot, Hanbyul. It'd be hard to forget this date, considering the coincidences. So happy birthday, copy. I hope you're enjoying your day.", reads a note left on the apartment's door.

His walls are empty, or rather, were empty until that very day. Now a note occupies a space on the wall before his desk. Hanbyul despised festivities, and it was unfortunate that his birthday should fall on one. But his carbon copy was well acquainted with his preferences, and that alone was enough of a gift, one that he would merit with his attention. Another year, another number, another step closer to meeting the grim reaper. Happy birthday to me, he thinks.

[heshidden]

hey friends! i’m here just to say that i’m going on a trip tomorrow and i’ll be back in a week --- i thought of taking my laptop with me but i changed my mind because i need to read my 1984 book and i’ll be doing that instead. so i’ll reply to everything and everybody once i’m back, i promise!!! but i’m still here through ims and dscord if you’d like to plot something or just talk ♥

[heshidden]

minmin ~ !

“Oh? Um, I don’t know who that is.” He smiles. “Shouldn’t you be taking care of your plants?”

[heshidden]

❝ Seriously, just fuck off! I’m not in the fucking mood! ❞ ( sookhee )

seven psychopaths sentence starters.

He frowns, looks at her with a serious expression and blinks, in a strange silence that he makes sure to keep for a few more seconds. He stares at her from head to toe and then chuckles briefly, shaking his head when he looks away.

“Well, then just leave if you’re so bothered.” And he flashes a false smile at her, head slightly tilted to the side. Minseo himself isn’t a very patient person.

 “Come on, shoo.”

[heshidden]

❝ I don’t have a drinking problem. I just like drinking. ❞ 

seven psychopaths sentence starters. @deceasedbloom​

Minseo’s smile is bright when he hears those words, and he raises his bottle of beer as some sort of cheers towards the other man. “I have never heard wiser words in my whole life! That makes two of us, it’s not our fault that alcohol is so good.”

[heshidden]

❝ I didn’t mean to break his nose. His nose was just in the middle of where I was punching. ❞

seven psychopaths sentence starters.

The night is very similar to the night when he saw the other man for the first time, the streets are empty and there’s a cold soft wind hitting his cheeks and turning the skin a subtle shade of red and his hands are stuffed into his jacket pockets, cold still. But this time, his eyes are focused on another subject: is he one of Byun’s victims? He has yet to find out.

“Yeah,” Minseo’s squinted eyes move to meet Byun’s and he has an amused smirk spreading on his lips, leading the way for a soft and quiet chuckle, “of course, not a lucky night for him.” His voice sounds husky and scratchy, but still quiet and almost whispered.

“If I didn’t know you, Baekhyun, maybe I’d believe that. What happened? Did he fight back so much you had to knock him out?”

[heshidden]

❝ Have some pride in yourself. ❞

seven psychopaths sentence starters.

Minseo looks at the other male with an arched brow, the bottle of soju in his hands and he brings it to his lips before even thinking of a response for Jinsun. He finishes the little bit of alcohol that was left in the bottle and then breathes deep, keeping his tired eyes fixed on the other’s face.

“What makes you think I don’t have pride in myself?” He asks, not drunk enough to trip on his own feet but definitely drunk enough to be willing to start a whole deep conversation about the reasons why Jinsun thought that way.

In fact, Minseo really doesn’t have much pride in himself. The act of publishing his poems and letting other people read his work is nothing but a reflection of what he grew up with: that’s what his mother used to do, it’s what she taught him. 

He’s just shameless, not proud.

[alleyspata-deactivated20170924]

REMEMBER KIDS !!   some very important relationships are PLATONIC.   some are maternal, paternal, friendships, siblingships.   they do not all have to revolve around romantic/sexual attraction.   please don’t ever think that i wouldn’t write with you if you didn’t want to bring a romantic/sexual ship to the table. I LOVE PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS.   THEY ARE UNDERRATED, UNDER EXPLORED, AND LOOKED PAST WAY TOO OFTEN.    THEY CAN BE THE MOST IMPORTANT RELATIONSHIP TO A CHARACTER.   PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE.

[heshidden]

❝You think I’m not serious just because I carry a rabbit?❞

seven psychopaths sentence starters.

He looks at her with inexpressive eyes, before he looks back at the mentioned rabbit with a tint of disdain in his gaze. And no, don’t get him wrong — Minseo doesn’t hate animals, it’s the complete opposite of it: the animals hate him.

Some people tend to say animals can sense the good and the bad in people, and maybe that’s what makes those ‘irrational’ beings hate the stalker so much. They definitely can sense it, and they do anything to avoid or defend themselves from him ( but it’s not like he’d ever do anything to them, he’s not a monster. Well, no that type of monster ).

“Yes,” he answers and looks away, arms crossed when he takes a deep breath. “Why are you even carrying this thing around?”

[trcshymemes]

SEVEN PSYCHOPATHS SENTENCE STARTERS.

❝ What the hell happened? ❞

❝ I set the car on fire. ❞

❝ You’re gorgeous. ❞

❝ It’s their blood. ❞

❝ Where are your guns? ❞

❝ You’re better than me. ❞

❝ Put your hands up! ❞

❝ You’re fucked from birth. ❞

❝ Are you pissed at me, baby? ❞

❝ Why would I be pissed at you? ❞

❝ Of course we’re friends.❞ 

❝ Come with me. Please. ❞

❝ I wanna jump inside your pants. ❞

❝ Are you looking at something? ❞ 

❝ Why did you kill all of those people? ❞

❝ What’s with your sour fucking puss? ❞

❝ Are we gonna have a peyote party? ❞

❝ Friends don’t make their friends die. ❞

❝ Are you nervous because we’re killing a chick? ❞

❝ I’m going to be over to kill you on Tuesday. ❞

❝ Maybe the world just doesn’t understand you. ❞

❝ Poodles always look like they’ve been crying. ❞

❝ We all gotta dream, don’t we? ❞

❝ Have some pride in yourself. ❞

❝ Fuck the cops! Fuck them! ❞ 

❝ You ever shoot a guy in his eyeball? ❞

❝ Sorry if I haven’t been a very good friend to you. ❞

❝ Don’t ever say I never do anything for you. ❞

❝ Seriously, just fuck off! I’m not in the fucking mood! ❞

❝ I stabbed a guy in the ear once. Ice pick, right in his fucking ear. ❞

❝ You think I’m not serious just because I carry a rabbit? ❞

❝ Are you out of your alcoholic fucking mind? ❞

❝ You’ve eaten too many hallucinogenic cactuses tonight, [ name. ]❞

❝ I don’t have a drinking problem. I just like drinking. ❞ 

❝ Sorry for hitting you in the face so hard. ❞

❝ Sometimes I think God’s gone crazy. ❞

❝ No shoot-outs, no pay-outs. Just human beings talking. ❞

❝ You might want to stop drinking if this is how you’re gonna behave. ❞

❝ It’s impossible for someone’s head to actually explode, isn’t it?  ❞

❝ When are you gonna get a job that’s not just stealing from people? ❞

❝ This guy just telephoned a psycho-killer to come psycho-kill us! ❞

❝ God loves us. I know it. He’s just got a funny way of showing it sometimes. ❞

❝ I didn’t mean to break his nose. His nose was just in the middle of where I was punching. ❞

[heshidden]

he wants @redemptioninterlude​ to notice when he’s not around.

He’s just standing there, leaning against the wall of the bar he just walked out of with a bottle of soju in hands, doing absolutely nothing but enjoy the silence and the darkness of the night when he sees her walking his way. 

It takes some time for him to recognize the figure approaching him, due to his bad vision once he has his glasses hanging from his shirt instead of being on his face, but he manages to offer a tiny smile at the woman he’s seen so many times in his night walks.

“Sookhee,” he says, lifting his bottle towards her as a greeting. 

Encountering the female was almost a habit now, and even though he’s not sure what she does in the night, he still feels a bit of comfort whenever they meet. 

“Want a drink? I am almost done with this bottle, kinda want another one...”