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[inhyelation]

kryptonos

SEND A URL AND I WILL ANSWER THE FOLLOWING ( not accepting ): kryptonos

Do I Follow Them?: i live and breathe kryptonos

Why Did I Follow Them?: we had a dope au on another account which never really got past the beginning stages of development ( because we both disappeared surprise surprise ), but i recognized them right away after i came back from my break. we’ve never stopped yelling since that day and i’m 110% okay with that.

Do We Role Play?: listen, we try. compare this to a long distance relationship: we make it work whenever we can, but the majority of the time we’re just missing each other a lot. we need to write more for sure– i feel like i could write a novel about kade and hyeri if i sat my ass down and spent a few hours on it. 

Do I Want To Role Play With Them: considering the fact that i love pain and suffering, yes. always. Give Me More.

An AU Idea For Our Muses: au where they don’t feel the need to constantly ruin each other’s lives. we need some fluff lbr.

A Song For Our Muses: echoes of silence

Do I Ship Our Muses?: UM WHAT KIND OF QUESTION IS THIS I’M OFFENDED

What I Think About The Mun: such a babe. our conversations are always effortless and comfortable. i love that you scream with me about pretty much anything, get excited with me about plotting, hcs, development, and that good angst that comes along with our plot and I’M LIVING FOR IT. honestly, what more can i ask for??? 

Overall Opinion: let me just use this space to rave about your writing because wow. despite the huge breaks we take in between writing with each other, every single reply never fails to give me so much muse and inspiration no matter what. it’s crazy that i see their dynamic come to life ( despite the angst and the pain ) in what little writing we’ve actually done together, because that’s how i know that this is some good shit right here. kade has been nothing but a huge part of hyeri’s character development and will continue to be so, because he has the most talented and wonderful writer behind him. one of my favorite rp partners on this muse without a doubt. 

[kryptonos]

hydriade.

send a url and i will answer the following // not accepting

Do I Follow Them?: just started following you today, oops. i’m pretty sure i’ve followed you on almost all my other accounts though so don’t kill me.

Do We Role Play?: i think we might’ve? a long time ago on aim or something. we didn’t know each other then though, and i don’t remember much, so i’m just gonna say we don’t/haven’t but we have to.

Do I Want To Role Play With Them: see above. i need to see soojung and kade bonding over hating everyone in the human race, save for a select few. that’d be the much needed touch of fluff/crack that this muse really fucking needs. kade needs to chill, preferably with soojung, who’s one of the few that don’t drive him insane.

An AU Idea For Our Muses: au where soojung’s an actual psychic and reads all kinds of bs for kade just for shits and giggles. 

A Song For Our Muses: midnight moon – oh wonder ( i actually have no idea, so here’s a random song that i think vibes well with them. very chill. )

Do I Ship Our Muses?: can’t tell right now because we haven’t actually roleplayed, but yeah, sure. probably as really close friends that sit at pretentiously artsy cafes to people watch ( see here: insult everyone they see and laugh at the idiocy of pretty much all humans ).

What I Think About The Mun: we started speaking not too long ago ( courtesy of eramun ) but i feel like i’ve known you forever. you’re pretty much my mother ( sorry that you have so many fuckboy kids ), which says a lot. i don’t know how much you want me to kiss your ass, but i’m being 101% truthful when i say that i admire you a lot: your writing, and aesthetics and all that jazz. i love how committed you are to actually writing, which god knows is fucking unheard of in krp. i love how you carry soojung, and how detailed you are ( to the extent of reading two ballerinas’ biographies. side note: who the fuck does that other than you ). it’s fucking amazing because it makes things so much more realistic and i respect that. i don’t think i want to comment further on our friendship, because that’d be a mess, but hey. you’re pretty cool.

Overall Opinion: here, credit to you. 

[kryptonos]

inhyelation

send a url and i will answer the following // not accepting

Do I Follow Them?: yes.

Do We Role Play?: we do, kinda. between each of our long ass breaks from writing ( i still owe you that reply from a billion years ago, but i swear i’m getting to it ). we should write more though, damn. i love hyeri and kade so much, they’re literally my babies… who just do nothing but hurt each other. i live for the angst.

Do I Want To Role Play With Them: absolutely. i’m so happy that we found each other again on kade, and we managed to bring the au/plot forward because i love it with all my heart and soul. exes plots will always be one of my favourites, and getting to write it with you is just– i have no words. 

An AU Idea For Our Muses: maybe an au where shit didn’t go wrong between them that’d be interesting to see + we’d finally be writing fluff together. 

A Song For Our Muses: eyelids — pvris 

Do I Ship Our Muses?: DO I? that’s a pretty stupid question 

What I Think About The Mun: a sweetheart. we’ve spoken quite a fair bit in the process of plotting and stuff like that. but i’m always so glad to hear from you. i’m sorry that most of our conversation goes like: “crap, sorry i disappeared on you again”, but i love shouting at you about our muses and just throwing hcs around. i love that it’s so easy to just reconnect with you without it being awkward or uncomfortable. i miss you though, let’s catch up soon and cry over our muses.

Overall Opinion: one of the muses that has contributed a lot to kade’s character development and what he is today. i appreciate you and muse so much, and i love your writing, holy fuck. i don’t think i’ve gushed about that just yet, but i really do love the imagery that you use, and how your writing just flows. i look up to you a lot, and it’s always a pleasure to read through your replies. please stay and write with me although i’m a literal piece of shit when it comes to the speed of any sort of reply. 

[brittsmemes]

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[historindies]

cruel intentions → sentence meme

CONTAINS GRAPHIC LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL REFERENCES

❝You amaze me.❞

❝God forbid I exude confidence and enjoy sex.❞

❝Do you think I relish the fact that I have to act like Mary Sunshine 24/7 so I can be considered a lady?❞

❝I’m the Marsha Fucking Brady of the Upper East Side, and sometimes I want to kill myself!❞

❝So there’s your psychoanalysis, Dr. Freud. Now tell me, are you in…or are you out?❞

❝What shall we toast to?❞

❝Silly rabbit. My triumph isn’t over them. It’s over you.❞

❝You were very much in love with them. You’re still in love with them.❞

❝It amused me to make you ashamed of it.❞

❝You gave up the first person you ever loved because I threatened your reputation.❞

❝Don’t you get it? You’re just a toy. A little toy I like to play with.❞

❝Tastes good.❞

❝So I assume you’ve come here to make arrangements? But unfortunately, I don’t fuck losers.❞

❝Most people are sheep. Who are you to criticize something you’ve never experienced?❞

❝I just don’t think people should experience the act of love until they are in love.❞

❝Are you a lesbian?❞

❝I didn’t meant to offend you. I just picked up on a little bit of that lesbian vibe.❞

❝The only reason I let him keep up the charade is because the man has a mouth like a hoover. Oof!❞

❝This sure doesn’t take like an iced tea.❞

❝Yup. Then I fucked your daughter.❞

❝I’m impressed.❞

❝Well, I’m in love.❞

❝They told me they loved me, and I believed them.❞

❝Would you cut your psycho-babble bullshit!❞

❝There’s pictures of me on the internet!❞

❝My advice is to sleep with as many people as possible.❞

❝But that would make me a slut, wouldn’t it?❞

❝Fucking idiot…❞

❝Well I know this sounds corny, but whenever I feel the temptation of peer pressure, I turn to God and he helps me through the problem.❞

❝I don’t know what I could possibly say that would rectify the harm I’ve caused you.❞

❝The truth of the matter is that being with you was the only time I have ever been happy.❞

❝My whole life has been a joke. I prided myself on taking joy in others’ misery.❞

❝I succeed in hurting the first person I ever loved.❞

❝Please give me another chance. I’m a wreck without you.❞

❝You spend all your time preaching about waiting for love. Well here it is. Right in front of you, and you’re going to turn your back on it.❞

❝But you are going to have to live the rest of your life knowing that you’ve turned your back on love.❞

❝And that makes you a hypocrite. Have a nice life.❞

❝And how are things down under?❞

❝E-mail is for geeks and pedophiles.❞

❝That little wager of yours? Count me in.❞

❝ What are the terms?❞

❝In English? I’ll fuck your brains out.❞

❝Because I’m the only person you can’t have, and it kills you.❞

❝You’ve got yourself a bet, baby!❞

❝Everybody loves me, and I intend to keep it that way.❞

❝Why can’t we be together?❞

❝You wanna know why? Because I don’t trust myself with you.❞

❝You could be a model. It’s too bad you’re not sexy.❞

❝I can be sexy!❞

❝Keep your legs together. This isn’t Jamaica.❞

❝Introduce them to your world of sex, drugs and… what else do you do?❞

❝My God. You are completely pussy-whipped.❞

❝What happened to us?❞

❝You’re in love with them, you don’t love me anymore.❞

❝Hmm, quite the predicament you’re in.❞

❝Well let me tell you something, people don’t change overnight. You and I are two of a kind. At least I have the guts to admit it.❞

❝Not only will you ruin your reputation, you’ll destroy theirs.❞

❝I know how to alleviate menstrual cramps, thank you very much.❞

❝It’s not like you have a husband - unless you’re married to Jesus.❞

❝It’s not you, it’s me…I’m completely fucked up.❞

❝I thought I was in love with you, but it was just a lie.❞

❝I just wanted to see what you were like in bed.❞

❝I wanted it to work, but unfortunately I feel nothing.❞

❝You’re such a coward! Look at yourself!❞

❝Don’t touch me! Don’t touch me! Don’t fucking touch me!❞

❝I can’t stand that holier-than-thou bullshit, and yet, I’m completely infatuated.❞

❝It’s okay. You can laugh. I promise not to tell anyone.❞

❝Okay, let’s try it again only this time I’m gonna stick my tongue in your mouth, and when I do that I want you to massage my tongue with yours. And that’s what first base is.❞

❝They took down my pants and started writing the alphabet with their tongue.❞

❝I’ve been very well-informed of your reputation.❞

❝You promise people the world in order to get them into bed with you.❞

❝Relationships seem too distracting. I’d rather concentrate on my studies.❞

❝Get your ass on the bed and prepare for the fuck of your life!❞

❝How can someone so charming be so manipulative?❞

[kryptonos]

Are you selective though? I have a muse here but I'm not sure if my muse's background will interest you...

{ i am selective, but i’m also open to doing aus if you think your muse’s background doesn’t really fit kade’s— we can discuss it together.

[kryptonos]

That's why when I came across your blog and found out that Kade is on the older side, I was hyped since, like I said before, it's quite rare. I'm looking forward to it and I hope we can roleplay together!

{ i’d love to roleplay with you! you can message me off anon and we can start plotting something out if you’d like. it might inspire me to come back sooner haha. 

[kryptonos]

FEARS & DISCOMFORTS:

BOLD any fears which apply to your muse. Italicize what makes them uncomfortable.

the dark || fire || open water || deep water || being alone || crowded spaces || confined spaces || change || failure || war || loss of control || powerlessness || prison || blood || drowning || suffocation || public speaking || natural animals || the supernatural || heights || death || intimacy || rejection || abandonment || loss || the unknown || the future || not being good enough || scary stories || speaking to new people || poverty || loud noises || being touched || sex || chains || inner demons || hallucinations || staring || going berserk || betrayal ||

TAGGED BY: @voxera TAGGING: @erisque @seoh

[kryptonos]

please do! I check this blog everyday and read your threads one by one (don't get me wrong, I'm not stalking. I just love your writings I want to read them all). and your muse age is on the older side which is quite rare but great. please come back soon!

{ this is so sweet, i’m happy that you enjoy my writing! i prefer writing older muses because it gives room for me to broach more mature themes, and just.. fuels the development for a more mature character overall. i’ve been in quite a slump when it comes to writing lately ( i think all the papers / essays that i’ve been writing for school have completely destroyed any semblance of creativity ), but i always have so much muse for kade, so please wait for me to return. i’ll be back from my hiatus once real life stops being a dick. THANK YOU ONCE AGAIN. 

[kryptonos]

i love your writing! *-*

{ this made my fucking life, thank you so much. i hope to come back to this muse and restart my writing here very soon.

[inhyelation]

——— ( cont. ) here, there is only waiting; a pause suspended in silence. she turns her back to the softest part of her heart, shuts her eyes, and allows time to circle back to the cruelest game of nostalgia. ( and she lets it. ) wake up, rinse, repeat. 

[kryptonos]

the day always starts out the same. up at daybreak when the sun kisses the apples of his cheeks, flittering across closed eyelids and keeping the constellations beneath them for another day. he rarely gets enough sleep (see here: never), but he’s a slave to the ominous green light and the monotonous beeping of his alarm clock. it’s been easier to will himself out of bed, has been for a year— linen rough against his skin and heating turned down far too low for his liking— or so he likes to convince himself. 

truth is, he goes out of his way to make sure that the sheets are from the exact same manufacturer and that the dial of his thermostat barely works because he hasn’t shifted it in years, prefers it that way. truth is, the bed feels too big for one, feels too big despite the people that frequent it, despite the company he has. it’s easier to get out of bed because he doesn’t have a reason to stay in it anymore— not without her quiet stirring and the way her fingers used to curl around the bend of his arm, coaxing him to stay a little longer, voice still laced with sleep. he catches himself teetering dangerously across nostalgia and innate regret, catches himself just in time to tuck those thoughts in the gaps of his teeth, allows them to sit bitterly in his throat (not without eyeing the lone toothbrush that sits across his sink, he puts his down beside it). the memories are kept for another day; work comes first, always has and always will. 

waking up early has its perks— an empty lift and not having to deal with people (he already does this too much in his job to need to speak to anyone else). it also gives him a reason to go out of the way to avoid her. “i need to be at work early today”, he reasons, fiddling with his car keys absentmindedly as the digits on the elevator’s black screen count down. (but there’s also a small part of him that forces him to take that extra few minutes doing the unnecessary— today: stumbling on lacing up his shoes— on the slight chance that their schedules overlap and he gets to see her.) her schedule is something he’d like to forget, but it’s been etched into the back of his hand, has been for five years now, and he can’t seem to will it (or any of her, for a matter of fact) away. 

the digits stop at a familiar number and so does his heart in his chest. no, it has to be that strange old lady with the far too many cats; not the girl which has left slathers of yellow across the monochrome of his living room, definitely not the girl has him slowing his pace to the lift, just so he can catch a glimpse of her leaving. the lift doors open. he gets his wish today, but not in the way he’s hoped for. 

there’s a faint smile that graces her lips when she sees him, but it falls from her face as soon as it surfaces. his eyebrows draw together although he’d very much prefer to keep his expression level. she’s reaching out— he thinks it might be to him for a second, but— fingers finding the stranger’s, it only etches frown lines into his face. he looks away. 

they speak in hushed whispers like lovers would, the male staring down at hyeri with a concern that once mirrored his. it puts a clench in his jaw and he tenses, eyes now staring holes into the digital screen, as if doing this would make the elevator go faster. an automated voice informs them that they’ve reached their destination, he holds the doors open, keeping his gaze on the buttons as they pass him and move out. he exhales, surprising himself with a breath he hadn’t realised he was holding. 

and he waits in silence, work forgotten as the lump in his throat grows. regret turns into anger, with each passing thought skittering through his mind recklessly, tearing down every facade that he’s painstakingly constructed. and with teeth gritted, he waits in silence, for her to return.  

[fydokyungsoo]

[erisque]

she is helen of troy: the face that launched a thousand ships. she is cunning as persephone, anarchic as eris, wise as athena. (she is a goddess in her own right) 

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[kryptonos]

eriseu commented: "i found you ㅋㅋㅋ"

his phone screen lights up barely moments after he’s done panicking over a careless double tap. why were such applications always such a pain to use? the push notification is read— many times over— he can hardly believe it. she must receive countless likes and comments, so why and how— mouth open wide now, jaw hanging lose in a way that’s uncharacteristic of him, he stares at the device with glazed eyes. the screen goes dark and he’s still holding it tightly between his fingers, quietly horrified. it lights up only moments after, “eriseu has started following you.” he tries not to throw his phone away.  (if only he knew that your id didn’t have to be your name in full, and that you could delete photos, and block people)

[erisque]

♥ 324k likes ↳ eriseu he says i talk too much and now he’s ignoring me ㅠㅠ

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[kryptonos]

♥ kadepark0411 ↳ kadepark0411 stop getting in the way of my artistic food shots.

[kryptonos]

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— askbox: erisque anon (x4) cgjeon revo event: lilyykim seoh sinseth sayjin bvbblex

— sms threads: nil

— replies: inhyelation cgjeon revo event: lilyykim bvbblex

hiatus notice; final year and i really don't want to fuck up.  all tumblr threads will be dropped unless they contribute greatly to character development, replies will be scarce.  ic interactions on aim are welcome, but expect for replies to be extremely slow/varied (although i’ll definitely be faster there). on that note, feel free to like this post for my aim. thank you for your patience.