[rotfae]

When my cat says “yes I will allow you to touch the softest parts of me, yes I will allow you to see me at my most vulnerable, yes I will call out to you when I wake in an empty room, yes I will seek you out when I need to feel safe and seen, yes I will stand guard so that you can sleep, I cannot tell you I love you but you know, I know that you know, I cannot tell you that I love you, so I will show it” I cry

[hvnbled]

@everdreamt​:

  The confession should shock Jinx a lot more than it does. A part of him – and a part of Hazel, too, no matter how much he denies it – had genuinely believed, if only for a second, that the text had been an attempt to fix this mess. But this is still Wooju, rivaling Hazel in his stubbornness. Jinx heaves a sigh, and reaches out to flick Figment on the forehead. “Dumbass. What were you thinking? Does Wooju know?”

      “I wasn’t thinking -- and that’s exactly the problem.” The pair of them will have to go full-on-scheming if they’re ever going to escape this without dramatics from the witches. “He doesn’t know, but maybe if you get a hold of Hazel’s phone and send a message back ...” Voice low, dragging out his words as if Jinx would get the gist of his plan easier that way. “We could set them up like they do in those movies, a romantic date, they’d finally fall in love and I wouldn’t lie awake at 3am coping with Wooju’s silent pining.”

[wishbzne-deactivated20210526]

Part of me knows I am no longer a person (was I ever a person?)

Sarah Xerta, from Juliet I (via wishbzne)

[hvnbrn]

indie original character , ↺ to make me smile , + for my eternal friendship

[kookhope]

24/100 days of jeon jungkook

[hvnbled]

         “I have made a grave mistake. A very absolutely most terrible mistake, remember the time that lady painted over that Spanish Jesus Christ fresco and completely ruined it? Well, I have painted over the damaged fresco that is Wooju and Hazel’s relationship, and we have about six hours before everything goes to shit.” Despite the urgency of his tone, his face never shows sign of worry; what’s done is done. “I sent the text.” / @everdreamt​

[hvnbled]

everdreamt‌:

  “I guess so,” says Sherry, tone thoughtful. He does like Joonki a great amount if he hasn’t told him anything yet, which is a thought all on its own that she’ll need to process later. Ruby and feelings of this sort are not exactly friends, cause for many a sleepless and tearful night after yet another breakup. How much should she tell him, then? If Ruby hasn’t, perhaps, for once, it would be better to leave it at this until he comes clean, himself. Sherry worries her bottom lip between her teeth. What a difficult situation. Here she thought she could be upfront and everything would be fine.

  “Ruby’s fine. He knows about my state. He bought me my clothes and everything.” For emphasis, she gestures towards her adorable coat again. “Can you pretend I didn’t mention anything about magic? He hasn’t told you about it, even though I thought he might have by now, and I don’t want to upset him. Maybe waiting here until he shows up is the best idea.” He’ll be upset no matter what, Sherry realizes. After all, she did sneak out to see Joonki. A blissfully unaware Joonki. 

        “He did? And you’re okay?” Worry fills his features as he half considers clocking out of his shift early to follow her home. If Ruby is at home trying to deal with the process of his best friend turning into a living girl, then he shouldn’t be struggling alone. But perhaps Sherry was right, maybe waiting for Ruby to show up was the better call; at the very least, Joonki could make him a drink and the group could talk about it over coffee. So, for now, he pretends he doesn’t know a thing. Nothing about the magic, or about Sherry changing and sneaking away. Or, at the very least, attempts to.

      “Would you like something to drink ... or eat?” He offers, smiling once more at her gesture; the coat was adorable, he couldn’t argue against it. “I didn’t realise Ruby had such a great taste in fashion --” Though he stops himself short, musing; “-- he does dress well. Huh.” In all honesty, much of the time spent with Ruby, was time spent admiring his face rather than his fashion. It’s weird for him to be holding a two sided conversation with Sherry; often their time spent together was Joonki talking, and Sherry offering supportive noises and movements. “You’re pretty, you know ... as a not-a-ferret. You’re a pretty ferret too ... I mean, I don’t know many ferrets.”

[hvnbled]

cosmicloved‌:

Uncertain eyes fix themselves on the orb as he sits it back in its proper place, something she knows she has seen before but, until now, had not paid much thought. She’d wandered past it a few times, kept it clean and dusted, but that is as far as the relationship went. Rika hesitates before she speaks, suddenly conscious of the fact she’d been staring at him the whole time — in her defence, it had been a slow day and, when things are as quiet as this, any activity becomes automatically captivating. “Oh, uh, not really”, she says, straightening up from where she had been slumped over the counter. It’s something of a dishonest answer; the truth is that she didn’t know a thing. With her ordinary upbringing, there are a great number of things about which she doesn’t know all that much; the hours of reading and researching and more reading only do her so much good, especially in a world so shrouded in mystery. She can only hope he is asking because he knows and not because he would like to know. He wouldn’t be getting any reliable answers out of Rika. “I, um, don’t exactly…know what it even is.”

        “Ah.” Perhaps it was a testament to his family library, with all manner of magical, and non-magical, volumes lining an entire wall; very few going unread by the time he’d reached adulthood. He takes the charm between his fingers, closing the space between himself and the counter with a few short strides. If Figment was here he’d have been in his element, the familiar was always the more socially engaged of the two -- even when his general vibe seemed to say otherwise. “Well, it’s actually pretty interesting. A long time ago there was a village, it couldn’t have been more than one or two hundred people, so pretty small. This village was at the valley where two mountains meet; the story goes that there was a dragon who lived inside one mountain, and a witch who lived on the other. The dragon was feared to be doing all sorts of dragon things, eating children, drying up rivers and lakes, causing landslides and stealing all the prey for hunts. This witch, who felt some connection to the little village, had all sorts of charms and talismans keeping the dragon away, until one day the dragon broke through. The story says that the witch managed to trap him into the mountain, somehow, and in doing so also trapped herself. This charm, and a few others, were found on the outskirts of the place, keeping everyone safe.”

      And then a smile; though he doubts he’s recanted the story with all it’s original charm. “I don’t know if I believe the dragon stuff entirely, but it makes for a good tale to attach to the stone. Plus, I doubt you’ve had many dragons come across your shop, so it must be working.”

[hvnbled]

i am here, i am shy

[yoonggi]

[sammyjosource]

[hvnbled]

:’(

[jung-koook]

[hvnbled]

jung-koook‌:

jungkook drinking in ᵗⁱⁿʸ 🥺 (cr)

[ektos]

i never promised you your DREAM BOY, i’m better as your CHEW TOY. love, love, love. the heart i gave you was a DECOY, i’m just here to DESTROY. love, love, love.  //  dash-only original character. loved by bunny.

[hvnbled]

everdreamt‌:

  Why is he back so soon? He wasn’t supposed to be back until later, judging by how long he usually stays outside doing god knows what. Quinn freezes in his spot, half relieved he at least managed to dress himself after his quick shower. On instinct, he raises his hands, the sight of the gun enough to have his heart stop. “I – I can explain, I promise!”

  It was a stupid idea, turning back to wash up and stretch his limbs out after days of being a cat. This is what it gets him; anger and a gun pointed at his head. Quinn trembles, cold sweat beading on his brow. How does he explain it? In a way that he’ll believe, too? He swallows, the dry click of his tongue deafening. “I’m - the kitty. The little cat you rescued.”

         A fool he was to break into this room, Kitty muses; maybe some had worse luck than the dogs he’d put down in the street minutes before hightailing it home. “You’ll have to be fast.” Though a fool, the pink haired boy can’t help but imagine Quinn’s relief, had he known the pistol pointed his way was not loaded. He’d only come back to retrieve ammo, feed the injured kitten, and be back on his way to enact chaos. 

“Do you think i’m stupid? Do you even think --” He pouts, frustration pouring out of him in waves. The gun is waved as if to emphasise his point, before settling aimed at the strangers chest. “If you want to lie to me, then prove it ... is that my fucking shirt? You broke into my house, and started taking my clothes? You must be insane!”

[hvnbled]

        He’s no further than half way through the window of the deaf old woman’s spare bedroom he calls home, before his gun raises out of instinct. There’s a man on his bed, young looking, blue haired -- and wearing his shirt. It’s the shock, more than anything, that had him faltering one foot over the threshold. “Who the fuck are you? Depending on your answer, you’ll either hobble away with one working leg, or i’ll fucking kill you.” ... @everdreamt​

[hvnbled]

          “Right --” One leg stretched out, one dangling down against brick, Kitty lounges back on the wall as he waits for Hana to finish eating. “But you miss Busan, right? You can argue all you want that Seoul is a big bright city, but Busan has always been better. The people don’t usually make me want to shove my fist through plasterboard -- unlike these Seoul types.” ... @busanbunnie​