— r e v e n g e

❝ intuition, he said, always has our best interests at heart.

[lilac-rph]

        I’m the 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕝 that crawls up your spine,           leaving you shivering and glancing around in a 𝔭𝔞𝔫𝔦𝔠.                      The 𝔞𝔫𝔵𝔦𝔢𝔱𝑦 that creeps into your chest,                         the tightness of your breath as 𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕣 sets in.

                I could take it ᴀʟʟ away,                    lull you right back into a sense of security.                             I could make it sᴛᴏᴘ, sweetheart…                                                        But I don’t think I want to.

[kitve]

HUI: ur not special i forwarded this to a load of people ur just the only one who's responded promisingly thus far

HUI: you calling yourself a lover? christ horror really must be one special guy

HUI: whatever, i'd love to see you try it

HUI: just meet me outside the place, screw candy you're too much of a hardass for that shit anyway

KITAE: you're gross, why do you even have my number still saved ??

KITAE: or gal. or them, even ... you know i don't discriminate

KITAE: would you really ? i can make your dreams come true, you know. all you gotta do is ask

KITAE: what kinda candy are we talking, tho ?? i'll let you know if it's worth it

[kitve]

taesuks:

                taesuk only manages to jump FURTHER back at the other’s, initially aggressive, reaction— not really knowing what to expect from the other with the obvious ANNOYANCE currently spilling from their tone. upon realizing it was kitae, however, and not some random stranger, taesuk merely responds with an amused eye roll instead. “it’s kind of hard to be careful about anything when—” he pauses to yell back over his shoulder, aiming his frustration towards the direction of the workers ( who were only doing their job— something his conscious was attempting to remind him of ). “—creepy, annoying skeleton f u c k s—” then he’s turning back towards kitae, voice lowered back down to its usual level, and small smile pulling across his lips. “—are attempting to chase me,” he finally finishes. there’s a brief pause between statements as he sizes up the elder and his costume— eyebrow quirked in curiosity. “what are you doing here, though? like —- are you actually even scared by any of this stuff?”

       ———   「 😈 」   his head drops in an attempt to hide the smile teasing the corner of his darkened tiers. the male hasn’t had anything even remotely close to a friend in the past, not really, but he believes he may have found one in taesuk --- not that he’d ever admit that aloud, of course, hence his usual reaction of faux venom and bared fangs ( and why he always feels the need to hide his grins, unless he’s playing the role of fake boyfriend ). kitae’s head shakes, pulling him back to the conversation at hand and he focuses on the witch. ❝ like i said ... chicken shit, but i guess that’s forgivable. ❞ his hands are freed just long enough for him to cross his arms across his chest, his weight shifting to his favored leg. ❝ i’m here because it’s fun to watch people, like you, get the shit scared out of them. you’re right in your assumption, though, none of this dumb shit scares me. i’m not sure i’ve ever been fazed by this stuff, truthfully ? ❞ his gaze alters, focusing on the maze surrounding them. ❝ and, not that it’s important, but i prefer it that way. ❞ he clears his throat, ❝ anyway ... ❞ onyx hues are brought back to the male standing before him, ❝ would you like me to join you ? maybe hold your hand or offer you a body to cower into ? ❞  

[kitve]

💬 txt  —  kitae.

carina: i am not making anything complicated, you're the one who always just make things like that :///

carina: couldn't you be in the game for once?

carina: what is the fun in being straight to business always, damn

kitae: wait, you're saying i make it complicated ?? girl, you better check yourself

kitae: ugh, stop your bitchin'. what the hell do you want me to do ?

kitae: um, there's so many ways you can make it fun ?? and it's not like you gotta jump right into stickin' and pokin' .. i mean, there is a thing called foreplay

kitae: why much i remind you of these things ?? why do i bother with you ??

[kitve]

taesuks:

                not only five minutes in the ‘horror maze,’ and taesuk was already starting to regret his decision of entering to begin with. because while he did typically enjoy horror and halloween in general, getting chased and randomly grabbed by people dressed up in costumes wasn’t proving to be the best time, necessarily. he was still currently attempting to escape the clasps of someone dressed in a skeleton costume— twisting and turning and continuing to get even more lost within the maze. the moment he rounds another corner he FINALLY pauses to catch a break, slumping against a nearby wall in order to let his heart slow down a bit. “EAT MY ASS, SKELETON,” he yells out back towards the direction of the ‘monster,’ lips curling up in satisfaction at having lost them, before he’s pushing himself forward and starting to walk again. it’s not even a BEAT later before he turns and collides with the front of another— an ( admittedly ) embarrassing, and obnoxiously l o u d, screech emitting from his lips upon contact.

        ———   「 😈 」   hands are shoved in the pockets of his costume, his pace  s l o w e r  than usual. there’s an uncharacteristic grin settled upon moist lips as he maneuvers his way through the twisted maze. right now, he’s at home with the ghosts, ghouls, and goblins. terror and screams help silence his usual demons, leaving him to simply enjoy himself ( why couldn’t it be like this all the time ? ). the familiar sensation of his mobile phone vibrating in his pocket has kitae suddenly looking elsewhere for a moment until he’s jarred. a nasty concoction of irritation and disappointment settle atop sculpted brows and he’s baring his teeth like  f a n g s.  ❝ what the fuck ? is it really that difficult to watch where the fuck you’re going ? ❞ quickly, he stoops to retrieve the fallen device ( which landed screen up, thankfully ) before, finally, focusing his attention on the other. a fist is balled by his side, prepared to make contact with the disrespectful sack who---❝ wait, taesuk ? ❞ kitae’s hand relaxes upon the realization as his smile returns, ❝ you chicken shit, be more careful next time. ❞

[kitve]

💬 txt  —  kitae.

carina: i could be naked in your bed if you find such a huge trouble to get up and help me dress up.

kitae: if you were down for that, why the fuck didn't you just do it in the first place ?

kitae: why you gotta make shit complicated

kitae: or make me wait 😒

[kitve]

                      a e s t h e t i c  moodboard — kitae, halloween ver.

                       ❝ holy water cannot help you now                             a thousand armies couldn’t keep me out.                                i don’t want your money, i don’t want your crown.                             see, i’ve come to  b u r n  your kingdom down.

[kitve]

HUI: so i am...not a couple but i really just wanna watch scary movies especially the classics god i miss those things in my life

HUI: so basically im asking or otherwise begging you to fake couple with me, we can win some candy first so we're all snacked up and then chill.

HUI: it'll be great, as long as you like the good old movies and if you don't then shame on you anyways.

KITAE: i don't understand why you're asking me any of this shit, but ..

KITAE: you're lucky i'm a lover of all things horror

KITAE: otherwise i'd be talking to you with my fists right now

KITAE: where the hell you wanna meet ?

[kitve]

💬 txt  —  ???

carina: sexy-what should i be wearing this year?

carina: this is a big range of things, i am giving you like a huge responsibility....

carina: anyway, pick me up. quick.

kitae: how about you just go around wearing nothing ?

kitae: it's a cheap costume.

kitae: you'll probably be a little cold and have to stay away from cops, but ..

kitae: seems the most fun to me

kitae: it also means that i don't have to leave the comfort of my own bed to help you

[kitve]

beckettno:

          NIGHTS LIKE THESE WERE common for beckett by now — a new place, new people, same old music and the drinks that lost its a p p e a l hours ago. but the man had grown immune to the dull atmosphere and the meaningless background noise, a distraction from a life he had stopped paying attention to long ago. an unknown girl was seated on his lap, hands in his hair and lips against his neck, and a lazy smile was draped on beckett’s lips — DISMISSIVE almost. it had become numbing hours ago, and beck was in all honesty not quite sure why he was even there as opposed to the comfort of his own home, and only when his phone buzzed in his pocket did he care to lift his gaze from his almost empty drink. «’scuse me, love,» he muttered to the girl as he pulled away from her touch, fishing the phone out of his back pocket.

[ 💬 txt  →  kitae 💜]: tempting .. [ 💬 txt  →  kitae 💜]: where are u ?

and with that beckett had already gotten up from his seat, body tingling with that feeling he already knew so well — and inability to escape from the other boy’s grasp.

              ———   「 ϟ 」   the wait has the male antsy, shifting awkwardly in his seat in between swigs of the burning poison in his grip. seconds seem to feel like an  e t e r n i t y  and just before he decides to reach out elsewhere, the mobile discarded in his lap vibrates. he’s never this desperate, not normally, but tonight seems to be a special case. the demons in his head have begun to tear him apart; they needed to be silenced, before his sanity crumbled ( well, what’s left of it ). kitae’s lips curl in response to the messages displayed on his screen, teeth sinking into his bottom tier until the familiar metallic taste infiltrates the sensitive buds atop in his tongue. ❝ i knew i could count on him, ❞ the male leans forward and types a quick reply.

( 💬 msg ➤ cutest boy. ) : i’m at my place ( 💬 msg ➤ cutest boy. ) : i suggest you hurry, tho. ( 💬 msg ➤ cutest boy. ) : or else i’ll have to get started without you

with the last message sent, kitae removes himself from the lawn chair and makes a quick run downstairs to the bar in order to arm himself with another bottle --- he decides on bourbon this time, despite knowing the autumn weather won’t keep them cold for long. not when they’re together, anyway. with a grin, he makes his way back to his original place as he awaits---impatiently for---his guest’s arrival.

[rpmusings-galore]

                                                      Harden yourself. 

                                                     You’re a 𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯… 

                                                     ACT  LIKE  ONE.

[kitve]

                ———   「 ϟ 」   midnight drapes over seoul with occasional flashes of white illuminating the darkness; it’s a phenomenon he treasures most. with a drink in hand, a bottle beside him, kitae has situated himself outside on the roof his place of residence adorns. an arm is stretched behind him, acting as a pillow for his head against the, not so comfortable, lawn chair keeping him from the ground. there’s a sigh ghosting over wet lips when he polishes off what’s in his glass, reaching down to arm himself with the bottle instead --- it’s easier this way and it prevents him from pouring his own drink ( he doesn’t need any more reminders because he knows he’s alone ). the toxin flows through his bloodstream, finally beginning to release him of the ache and fatigue lining his thin frame and he’s relaxed; his mind beginning to wander to places, a person, he didn’t intend: @beckettno. lids flutter closed for a moment as he reconsiders, but the name floating around his head space cause a familiar feeling in his lower stomach, one he’s never been able to ignore. starlit hues are revealed, a cheshire grin  s l o w l y  pulling at his features. what’s the worst that can happen ? kitae retrieves the mobile from his lap, the pads of his thumb preforming their usual ritual of late night booty calls.

( 💬 msg ➤ cutest boy. ) :  hey !! ( 💬 msg ➤ cutest boy. ) : i was just thinkin’ about how much i missed you ... ( 💬 msg ➤ cutest boy. ) : come see me ? pretty please; with me on top ? 😉

[fychen]

© focus chen ↳ do not edit or remove the logo.

[kitve]

✉☎⁇✘♀

TEXT MEME | status: accepting

✉ – UNSENT text

( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ):[ UNSENT ] i know i’ve never said any of this, but …( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ):[ UNSENT ] thank you for everything you do( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ):[ UNSENT ] it’s a pain in the ass & i really hate that i even feel the need to say any of this fuckin’ shit, but whatever( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ): [ UNSENT ] god, i hate you. i mean, not really, but i should. i do. nah, i don’t, not really. ugh

☎– RUSHED text

( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ):yes, i’m fine( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ): now fuck off, i’m tryna get my dick wet

⁇ – DRUNK text

( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ):cna u cm pic me uP ? ( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ): im nt rly sure wheer i am bt( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ): ur annoyn enouh to find me riht ? yup( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ): c u soon 😘

✘– HATEFUL text

( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ):fuck, i quit. why don’t you listen !? this is gross and you’re disgusting.( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ):stop checking on me all the damn time ! i’m a big boy, i can handle my fuckin’ self. i don’t need a stupid babysitter( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ):i mean, it was one fucking time ! one time that i fucked up, that’s it. why must you keep reminding me of it( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ):and seriously, stop using me as an excuse to feel better about yourself( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ):you’re weak; it’s depressing & i want nothing more than to punch you in the fuckin’ throat( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ):& if you keep all this bullshit up, that’s exactly what i’m gonna do. so, really, fuck the fuck off !! 😤

♀– HEARTBREAKING text

( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ): i’m drinking and it’s probably really bad that i’m even sending this to you( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ): but i don’t have anyone else i can actually talk to ? ( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ): don’t get weird about it, tho. or feel special because i still hate you( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ): it’s just … even tho i’m glad that you just so happened to come by that one night or whatever( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ): i can’t help but think that i kinda wish you wouldn’t have ?? ( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ): i mean, it’s not like i actually want it to happen, but then again … what’s the point ?( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ): like, really ? what’s the point if this is the way i’m living ?( 💬 msg ➤ turd💩 ): there is no point, right ? see, that’s exactly what i was thinking.

[glassbonespaperskin]

[softjimis]

[princesconsuela]