악마 같은

— "In a land of gods and monsters, i was an angel laying in a garden of evil" ✘

[irascxr]

[irascxr]

[irascxr]

i have such a strong desire to write its unreal.

[irascxr]

[memoirebora-deactivated20140927]

"Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that."

She blinks in surprise, and looks up at the male. “But-“

[irascxr]

Aniyo      ( ' He hummed, stringing his fingers through her hair before applying pressure to the back of her head. Holding her as close as he could, closing any gap between their bodies to the best of his ability. Cheek against cheek, nuzzling his nose against her hair and breathing in her scent. Eyes fluttering shut  before nuzzling his against her for a moment, his lips pulling into a lazy half smile ' ) Just...relax, alright? 

[rpsentencestarters]

Send "Can I kiss you?" to see how my muse responds.

[irascxr]

[infernalkai-archive-blog]

He wasn’t the type to drink a lot—there was bare necessity when it came to it, but maybe Jongin loved being indulged by the idea of imbibing liquid freedom, although the concept itself was bogus. Nothing came with it apart from the substantial burn that trailed down his esophagus, making it the only latent proof that it existed within his system. He imbibed more and basked in the figurative flames, but he knew that once it reached his veins and ingestion began to separate the chemical elements, it would be incinerated by his mutation, leaving nothing but the blackened ashes of what once was the possibility of visceral liberty.

Looking at the man who occupied the seat not far from his, Jongin was doused with a slight sense of envy, witnessing that the person seemed to relish in the burn that the fluid proffered. He let his gaze linger for a moment before averting it, nursing his new glass of beverage.

[irascxr]

He felt a metaphorical heat bore into the side of his head, grinding at his teeth for a moment before finally turning his head to steal a glance. A brow raised before he offered a smile, one to relieve what ever tension enguled the others compsoure with an aggression he couldnt pin point. Throwing back another swig before smacking his lips to vocally express his pleasure in the toxic fire. "How are ya." forcing small talk. "Enjoying the view?" a brow raised  as he resisted his smile, biting his lip instead.

[truly-jieun-deactivated20160131]

*playfully bites at his hand* Nothing really? I haven’t seen you in awhile so there must be more.  I got a boyfriend now.  *nods* And yes you can scare him.  *giggles*

[irascxr]

What the     ( ' his nose scrunches before he brings his fingers into a position to land a flick in betwen her eyes, his upper lip curled in a slight irritance before washing it off with a laugh that was slightly to dry.' ) Do you? ( ' he let out  sigh, he could care less but the idea of her dating along, irritated im in the sense of not wanting to see her cry ' )  Scare him? eh. I don't care, just don't be stupid. 

[irascxr]

AGGRESSIVELY UNFOLLOWS PPL

[arachnanar-blog]

The smack against concrete doesn’t sound too healthy and he is either knocked out from the crash or simply sore. He rolls and she feels her hair twine around his limbs. And just after he murmurs since she can hardly hear and there is only one good remaining ear the widow begins to reel him in. Other tendrils swim out from the dark though they are so hard to see and the thicker the rope around his ankles become as she drags him closer to her and further away from the street where anyone could find him.

[irascxr]

Confused would be the most prominent emotion he felt, his head started to pulsate from the paid made to his head. Being dragged purely made his blood rush more, only elevating the pulsating to his skull.  His fingers curled around what seemed like rope, desperately trying to peel away at whatever it was. But it was sticky, his hands were becoming stuck. Every second he allowed his hands to remain on the substence the harder it was to pull away, growling profainities beneath his breath as he paid to mind to what was infront of him.

The pulse of his heart rate started to elevate as panic started to shake his bones, brows furrowed as his nails started to dig more desperately. Breaking at the webbing piece by piece but his hands were becoming more constricted. Vigerously wiggling at his legs and exhausting all his energy to escape from such a simple trap.

That was exactly what this was, now that he thought about it in this desperate moment. The fall was not a mistake, his feet did not betray his normally graceful walk, he was tripped. He was caught by god knows what, head snapping up to search the darkness infront of him, straining his eyes to see beyond the black before he caught the subtle ( ever so subtle ) glint of a pair of eyes that reflected off the moon light within specific angles.

"Jesus christ"

Ironic wording spilling from his lips as his lips carved into a frown purely at the choice of vocabulary that within a moment of panic he chose to spit. Be it from frustration anger or pleasure, funny, really. 

[irascxr]

[meanwhileelsewhere]

[askboxmemes]

First person to say “Mine now” in the ask box owns me for 7 days.

[irascxr]

Why wait?

The thread is pulled taut and leaves a lot to the imagination when she is purposefully the cause and reason for why the angel will trip. Three seconds or so and counting as her silk string is coiled from one object across the street to where she hides now in shadows that delude where her actual presence may be. It wasn’t a prank she was playing— it was strategic— it was survival— this was hunting. She wasn’t sure whom or what she would capture, it didn’t matter. She was just sure by smell alone this is what she wanted.

His hands dug inside the depths of his own pockets, light and lazy steps against the wet concrete. Lips pursing as his tongue ran along his bottom lip with a sigh, pulling his hand from the warmth of his pocket to run his nails along the back of his neck as his lips parted to take in a deep heavy yawn that caused his chest to heave. 

Careful steps betraying him, a gasp ripped from his throat as his figure fell forward. The side of his face smacking against the concrete and a loud grunt bubbled from his lips, blinking furiously as he rolled onto his back and his hand resting on his stomach. " What the hell "

[irascxr]

"I have something to say. Three words, eight letters. I...got food."

( ' a brow rose as his breath hitched within the back of his throat, the words pooling from your mouth slowly and his shoulders felt laden with an uncomfortability. ' ) Aigo -- ( ' he hung his head and punched the bridge of his nose, brows knitting together and shaking his head ' ) Thats what you had to say? C'mon then, share --

[irascxr]

Some Cute Sentence Starters

"I'm sorry, what were you saying? I keep getting lost in your eyes"

"You're beautiful, you know that?"

"If I could, I would kiss away all your scars"

"You're all I've ever wanted"

"You're...magnificent"

"I think I might be falling in love with you"

"Everything about you can be described in one word. Perfect"

"My life would be so boring if you weren't in it"

"I have something to say. Three words, eight letters. I...got food."

"Your lips look so soft. I could kiss them all day long"

"We should get a puppy!"

"We should get a kitten"

"He/She is nothing compared to you"

"I need to choose a pet name for you. Any ideas?"

"I hate seeing you unhappy so now I'm going to do everything I can to cheer you up. Even if it means making a fool of myself"