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[jeongyeon]

[inasphyxia-blog]

traumakilled .

   patience has never been your forte ,   especially when it has to do with your business.   your father expected you to keep it standing and running.   you have because you’ve enforced your rules as well as kept your buyers and sellers in line.   something as small as customs had better not get in the way of that.   her hair carding through your hair helps your muscles relax slightly,  a soft sigh passing your lips as she speaks.    ‘  i have heard x-ray is much faster and safer.   it is less likely they drop something or smudge them with their disgusting fingers.  ’    you tilt your head at the touch of her lips,  eyes closing halfway.    ‘  you know how well i am with patience.   how much longer do you believe it will take?   my buyers are becoming impatient as well.  ’

     his patience (or lack of) can’t help   but bring a smile upon her face. it’s true; when it comes to patience has never been . . . well, there. her lips press against his jaw again, leaving a slight red lipstick mark as she pulls away. she doesn’t mind, neither does he (despite his protests in the past), so she leaves it be. fingers dip down to undo his tie gently, other hand rubbing the knots from his shoulder.  ‘   have it for me?  i promise to get on the phone and harass them. i’m a pretty woman, they’ll give me anything i want if i bat my lashes. maybe a sweet little giggle here and there. what do you say?   ‘

[inasphyxia-blog]

traumakilled 

@inasphyxia  |  madeleine  / liked. 

irritation builds ,  brow furrows .    you’re unsure as to  why  your shipments were late,  but you’ll soon figure it out.   whether it was a problem with customs or your seller didn’t,  well,  sell  like he promised.   pen scratches your temple as you flip through your papers,  making sure everything is in order before you assume other worries.   when it checks out,  a heavy sigh passes your lips,  pen clattering on your desk and fingertips pressing against your temples.   you calm yourself quickly then call madeleine in.    ‘  darling,  do you know why our jade artifacts have not arrived yet?   they were supposed to be here yesterday.   i gave it another day on the off chance customs were being a pain as usual,  but i am getting impatient.  ’

       and the irritation   that he is experiencing does not go unnoticed by her. as soon as she steps into the room, she feels the tension in the air. madeleine is quick to walk over to his desk, fingers running through his hair as you stand next to his office chair.   ‘   customs, my love, like you suspect. i contacted them this morning out of curiosity and they said they would be going through our package as soon as possible.  ‘   her voice is soft, hoping to help some of the tension melt out of his shoulders. she leans down, letting her lips wander across his jaw as she hums.  ‘   remember, flower.. patience is key.  ‘

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❝ Wow, looks like he hates you even more than me. ❞ / minjae @ nova

        ‘   i didn’t know that was possible.   ’      her tone drips of sarcasm, laced with venom as lips twist upwards in a scowl. she can feel the energy go between her fingers, and she holds back every temptation to light them up and blast that fucker out of the room. however, minjae already gave her shit the last time she ruined his expensive, marble walls. in her opinion, having a minjae shaped hole was quite a lovely addition to the rooms decor. as she notices the man looking at her, brown eyes narrow. tension builds up through her body; flight or fight is kicking in, and fight is winning. 

  then she feels minjaes hand on her shoulder. it doesn’t feel as comforting as briars hand  (  but briar feels like home, minjae feels like a good drinking buddy  )  , but it does the job to relax her nerves. she slumps back against the wall, shrugging minjaes hand off because she doesn’t need the comfort. nova refuses to believe that she needs someone there for her - unless it’s briar, because she needs briar - but she can admit to herself that a presence is a comfort. 

  ‘   fuck him, anyways. no one likes him.   ’ 

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❝ Giving him a name makes him human. ❞ / minjae @ madeleine

and she knows.    if anyone knows about humanity, it’s her. his breath is fanning against her lips, his hands snugly at the small of her back -   comfort. it feels like home. his voice is soft  ( it’s rare ) , and she knows he’s trying to be gentle with her. she’s fragile; so many people have been killed in the past week alone, that she can feel her hope slipping from her. the way his lips brush against her brings her thudding heart to a slow, slender fingers curling into his shirt. she plays with the buttons  ( one comes undone, then the other ) , a nervous habit of hers that she’s developed. a sigh slips past rosy lips, and his fingertips dig into the small of her back. 

  ‘   i know that full well, my love,   ‘  she whispers, eyes fluttering shut. his lips brush against her forehead, and it draws a soft purr from her lips. his hands move down a little more, and she can’t help but giggle. the way his hands move makes her forget about the problems momentarily; it gives her peace, makes her feel as though nothing exists outside of that room. she knows that she is giving him a human personality, she knows that she’s no longer leaving him at just a criminal  ( a traitor ) . something stirs in her gut; she can’t possibly kill somebody. 

  yet she says nothing, and leans into the embrace of the man who holds a gun like it’s an extension of himself.

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“how much more must i be hurting?” :333

@inasphyxia

you hurt her over and over again.    you’re aware of such,  but you can’t help the way you are and the way she reacts.   you’ve warned her many times that you’re not good.   you’re not someone who can love another and if you did,  it would come with many bumps in the road.   those bumps in the road are bodies ;  scattered across and painting the pavement red.   red has always been your favorite color.   your father taught you to shed blood where it is needed.   you kill someone and she’s upset.   she says you’ve hurt her because it was one of them she cared about.   however,  she cares about everyone.   you can’t see how she can ;  you only care for three people  —  briar,  shiwon,  and her.   i’m not like you.   it’s what she’s told you in the past and you’re aware of that fact too,  but still.   caring for people is such a weakness and the only reason you care for the ones you do is because they’ve been loyal.

how much more must i be hurting ?    a sigh passes your lips at her words.   she takes the deaths of the other members so personally.   you’ll never understand why.   they’ve never done anything vital for her in their lives.    ‘  you will no longer hurt when you learn to not care for those who have done wrong.   you care too much,  darling.  ’

[vaememes]

✧   BROOKLYN  NINE  -  NINE  SENTENCE  PROMPTS   !  

*  A VARIETY & MIXTURE OF THE SHOW, CHANGE PRONOUNS AS NEEDED / FITTING .

❝ The next time I see you I’d like you to be wearing a necktie. ❞

❝ Get rid of the mouse, and get your act together. Now. ❞

❝ I see what you’re trying to do, but it’s not gonna work.. ❞

❝ Wow, looks like he hates you even more than me. ❞

❝ God, you must have been the worst fourth grader ever. ❞

❝ Giving him a name makes him human. ❞

❝ I’m fairly certain you would be caught. ❞

❝ What’s the most valuable thing in your office? ❞

❝ You mean my job as an amazing detective/genius? ❞

❝ Did you tell her we slept together twice? ❞

❝ I’m not gonna lie, that turns me on a little bit. ❞

❝ I’d wondered why all the birds had suddenly stopped singing. ❞

❝ You’re going to leave my precinct and my task force alone. ❞

❝ Come on, who wants to take this seriously? ❞

❝ I bet she tucked herself in the bed too tight and got stuck.  ❞

❝ Where have you been? We’ve been worried sick!  ❞

❝ Oh, is he sore from high-fiving criminals he’s gotten out of jail? ❞

❝ Did he get a murderer off who then murdered him to celebrate? ❞

❝ A cop and a defense attorney sleeping together? That’s highly unusual. ❞

❝ It’s a personal matter, involving a personal friend and his personal uncle. ❞

❝ So you remembered to turn off your signature, right? ❞

❝ I promise you, as soon as they tell me, you’ll be the first to know. ❞

❝ You won. Go ahead and gloat, you toad. ❞

❝ Look, I promise I won’t tell anyone, alright? My lips are sealed! ❞

❝ This is a secret. Do you understand me? ❞

❝ You do know what they do to witches up there, don’t you? ❞ 

❝ Well, I think we handled that with dignity. ❞

❝ Are you making fun of my stutter? ❞

❝ Oh. Uh… Sorry. I think I’m feeling a little awkward. ❞

❝ How do we make it not weird? ❞

❝ I just realized I’m never gonna be able to say that to his face. ❞

❝ You know I’ve made a lot of improvements since you left? ❞

❝ I know we just met, and I don’t wanna be too forward… ❞

❝ I’ve got that feeling about you. I like you. I think tonight we- ❞

❝ They just gave me ten years in prison.. ❞

❝ You can’t do anything except disobey orders and screw up! ❞

❝ Why are you dressed up? You look like an idiot. ❞

❝ What’s up? How can I help? ❞

❝ Well, we’ll just break you down to nothin’ and see what time it is. ❞

❝ Speaking of which, I’m getting hungry. What’s for dinner? ❞

❝ Why do people like these things? They’re just shiny rocks. ❞

❝ We’re gonna talk to a lawyer and get a professional opinion. ❞

❝ Looks good! Can barely tell you hulked out in here. ❞

❝ I just threw a bunch of popcorn on the floor. It wasn’t that hard. ❞

❝ All I did was be the only person who believes in you. ❞

❝ Somebody’s tryin’ to kill me, and I need protection. ❞

❝ I can smoke as much weed as I want. ❞

❝ It’s this kind of bickering that makes us such an adorable couple. ❞

❝ I saw an opening and I had to take it. ❞

❝ But this isn’t over! I will hunt you to the ends of the earth! ❞

❝ What?! But we saw him throw them in the garbage! ❞

❝ Nobody’s ever gonna see that footage; the case was cut and dry. ❞

❝ It’s not like I’m dying to tell anyone I saw your- ❞

❝ I’m dating my son-of-a-bitch ex-husband; who am I to judge? ❞

❝ I’ll let you guys talk! I’ll just close my eyes. ❞

❝ I’ll let you give me a spray tan! Any shade you want! ❞

❝ Massage! I’ll give you a massage! ❞

❝ I’ll also give you full control over my hair and wardrobe. ❞

❝ That really freaked me out and I just want this to end now. ❞

❝ The cheese is amazing. It melts in my mouth. And in my hands! ❞

❝ Come on, you can be honest. ❞

❝ I want old, expensive books. I’ll send you a list. ❞

❝ The tow truck just got here, so that’ll buy us at least an hour. ❞

❝ Tow truck?! What the hell’d you do to my car?! ❞

❝ What we need in here is an armored personnel carrier. A tank! ❞

❝ Well, I’m gonna go follow up on a lead right now. ❞

❝ Woah, no! What’re those morons doing in there?!  ❞

❝ Why is everyone just standing around? Get back to work! ❞

❝ What’d you do? What’d you say? ❞

❝ I hear you can smuggle in crap from outside. ❞

❝ What’re you lookin’ at? You got a problem? ❞

❝ I like you. You got balls.. ❞

❝ I hate to rub it in, detectives, but I told you they’d find me. ❞

❝ Well, he keeps yelling, “Disability for life!” so I think he’s fine. ❞

❝ Who hired you? Who do you work for, pizza man?! ❞

❝ You look out there and see a problem, I look out there and see an opportunity. ❞

❝ What have I become? Was this whole thing even worth it? ❞

❝ All because we shut down a foot massage place. ❞    

❝ Oh, my God. The City has no mayor now. ❞    

❝ Put your magical hands where I can see them! ❞    

❝ Did they make their bust? Did they save the precinct? ❞  

❝ I was behind the bar the whole time. ❞    

❝ I bet they have some awesome name for it. ❞    

❝ Can a paring knife remove a human heart in under a minute? ❞    

❝ I think you guys might be our best option at finding this guy again. ❞    

❝ You know, a bunch of us are going out drinking tonight. ❞    

❝ How did you get over there? Who are they? ❞    

❝ I’ve been calling you. Why won’t you answer your phone? ❞    

❝ We’ve been onto you for weeks, and we finally got you. ❞    

❝ I’ve never seen them before! What is going on? ❞    

❝ We’re on the money trail, and we just found a new lead.  ❞    

❝ Okay, this is bad. This is really bad.  ❞    

❝ Wait… What? Did you say “eat people”? Are you a cannibal, [ Name ]? ❞    

❝ I’m always gonna be one step ahead of you. ❞  

❝ I’m so confused. I don’t know what’s happening right now. ❞

[inasphyxia-blog]

“i can still remember the good times.”

it causes her breath to hitch ,     heart to pound slightly in her chest. the soft whisper of their breath, the feeling of their lips moving against her forehead; everything in her begs to grab onto their shirt - hold on until she can’t let go. however, slender fingers move up their chest, up their neck, until they grip soft cheeks. she keeps briars face there as she looks up, hoping that they can see the genuinity in her eyes. before she can think through her actions, she’s pulling them closer, bodies pressed together.  i’m here, is what she’s trying to convey, i’m here and i don’t want to leave. if i leave it’s by force. fingers tangle slowly in their hair, forehead pressing against theirs. 

another melancholy moment, a moment teetering on the edge until it’s ready to spill over. it’s a matter of time; everything peaceful is hanging on by a thread. and she can feel it, too, when her lips brush over their jaw, that it’s not going to be like this forever. and it’s not if, it’s when it all crumbles; falls like a castle of papercards. 

❛   i do too,  ❜  she breathes regardless, eyelashes fluttering, brushing against their skin as she shuts her eyes.   ❛   no matter what..  ❜

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“what about all of this is funny?” / @maddie from min

perhaps she doesn't mean to laugh ,   but everyone in that meeting room knows otherwise. it starts with the slight lift of her lip, curling upwards in a smile as he continues to speak. he’s standing there, in front of everyone, but madeleine can’t seem to meet his eyes -- in fact, she has continued to look lower and lower. smile turns into a slight giggle at what she’s spotted, which turns into her praying that she is able to stifle her laughing before someone notices. however, their connection from japan seems to see where her eyes have wandered to. when he begins laughing, it’s only quick that others notice as well. 

&  when minjaes eyes fall on her, it’s too late to try and stop laughing. when he speaks, madeleine finally lets her eyes drift up to meet his; a delicate hand is placed over his, bringing his knuckles up to her lips as she breathes out  -     ❛    you have hot sauce on your shirt, love.  ❜

[sandcvstles]

seven-word sentence starter.

“please, don’t take this the wrong way.”

“know that we’ll still have each other.”

“tell me we’re doing the right thing.”

“you know what i was gonna say.”

“i don’t give a shit what happened.”

“everything is so confusing. i don’t know.”

“sorry. i didn’t mean what i said.”

“you really don’t have to keep apologising.”

“i hate knowing we have to hide.”

“it’s not your fault. don’t blame yourself.”

“this is all out of our control.”

“i think i’m going crazy without you.”

“what am i supposed to say to that?”

“we need to talk. call me.”

“i can’t sleep because of all this.”

“how much more must i be hurting?”

“i’m not the person i once was.”

“c’mon you know it’s not like that.”

“what about all of this is funny?”

“tell me you don’t feel the same.”

“you always seem to make me speechless.”

“you left me here all by myself.”

“is this all a joke to you?”

“i can still remember the good times.”

[inasphyxia-blog]

  ❝     this    isn’t    a   question  of   what  i’m  NOT .   this   is  a   question   of   who  i   COULD   be .  ” 

(  independent  multi  oc . promo credit .  )

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valiantlived .

      you’re aware of how little they respect her.    you can’t change the way they think  —  well,  you  could,  but it truly wouldn’t be fair and she would know it’s being faked.   a deep sigh is taken after her own,  fingers moving to caress her jaw and thumb brush over her cheek.

      ‘  it will take some time for them to come to terms with your  presence.   in the meantime,  you should worry more about what you’re going to  say  than how you look.   have you  seen  the way some of them come dressed?   if it were such a  concern,  i would have sent several of them back home to change.  ’

      and his touch makes her release   any tension she once held. any tears that came to her eyes seemed to vanish ; her heartbeat picking up. he should be able to feel the heat rise to her cheeks - bottom lip caught between her teeth. however, his comment makes her laugh ; something she’s not yet used to. for the first while, it wasn’t smiles minjae was bringing to her, but tears and heartache. perhaps she’s enjoying this character development.  “  how dare you speak about those men like that~  you mean to say that they look terrible no matter what they wear. i shouldn’t follow their examples.  ”

[inasphyxia-blog]

valiantlived .

@inasphyxia  //  madeleine.

there’s a softness in your gaze when you look at her ,    something  nostalgic.   neither of you are the kids you were before,  but deep down you still  loved  her the same.   perhaps it’s  foolish  —  you  were  taught that,  after all,  but you can’t help the way your chest  tightens  and breath catches when she smiles or laughs.   it’s something you don’t see going  away  anytime soon and you had better enjoy it while you can before she’s  ripped  from your grasp  like everything else has been.   a gentle hand lifts and combs through her hair carefully,  leaning down to press a soft kiss to the crown of her head,  resting your chin on her head when you speak.

             ‘  you spend  too  much time in front of this mirror,  darling..   you are  beautiful  no matter what you do.  ’

      the smile that     blooms across her lips occurs as soon as his lips hit her head. soft fingertips graze across his cheek - perhaps it can distract him from the flush of her own. however, just like the leaves die in autumn, her smile fades, soft lips curling downwards in slight despair.  

    "  i just don't know if this shade is working for me, flower... i don't want to look like a complete idiot at the meeting. i want them to respect me.. the way they respect you.  "  she can't stop the way the sigh slips past her lips; not even the soft touch of his skin on hers can stop the insecurities that others bestow upon her.

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