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the tag situation is driving me crazy so please come find me here 💕
the tag situation is driving me crazy so please come find me here 💕
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WOOYOUNG ☀️ Golden Hour Pt. 3 Making Film
i know i need to not but. stunt man muse
teeny tiny roster update
wanted plots that have occupied my brain lately:
we only agreed to fake date for convenience but now you're actually flirting with someone else and i don't like how it bothers me
you crashed at my place after a party and we said it wouldn't be weird but now i can't quit thinking about the way you looked in my bed
we were just friends with benefits until you got hurt and i realized i actually care way too much
we broke up months ago but everyone still assumes we're together and now we're pretending again for some reason
we're supposed to be enemies but you showed up at this event looking good as hell and now i'm both mad and flustered
we hooked up once on a dare and agreed to never talk about it again but now we keep running into each other at every social event
you got drunk and said you were in love with me and now i don't know how to handle it because it's everything i wanted to hear
i was supposed to set you up with my friend but now i realized i want you for myself
you left your hoodie at my place and now i'm wearing it everywhere pretending it doesn't mean anything
we're exes who swore we're over it but we keep ending up in the same place at the same time
"i do feel a little bad for him," hakyeon says, though it doesn't stop him from perching his chin atop the other's shoulder, nor does it stop him from turning his head to kiss their cheek. maybe this is weird. maybe they're breaking some sort of unwritten rule right now.
hakyeon can't say he cares all that much.
grinning, he curls his arms around their middle. "he did really like you, i think. but i know you like me more."
open to: m/masc x (mutuals only) muse: moon hakyeon, mutant, psychology student connection: hakyeon and your muse were/are contestants in a dating show, but instead of going after the man they were supposed to compete for, they took a liking to each other.
"y'weren't supposed t'see that," myunggi mumbles, weakly swatting at their hand. there is little else that bothers him more than losing. he's good, after all, a right upstart with a winning streak that used to make people speechless. every now and again, though, someone comes along that has some type of edge. some advantage not even his infernal might can outweigh.
the front of his shirt is stained, stray droplets of blood seeping into the fabric. there's a tear at his shoulder, nearly severing the sleeve, and from the throbbing pain on his jaw and cheekbone, myunggi can already tell he'll walk around with a couple of fat bruises again.
he runs a hand through his hair, sweat-damp and messy. he wants to pretend seeing them in the crowd, watching him, had nothing to do with his loss; it was simply bad luck. "why are you here, anyways? don't you have better things t'do?"
open to: any, male/masc x if romantic (mutuals only) muse: oh myunggi, concubus, underground boxer connection: myunggi got knocked on his ass when he spied your muse in the crowd watching him fight. can be any connection ever, really.
☾ — he should have trusted his instincts, ace realizes as he looks up from his phone to stare right into a very familiar face.
their night together was fun. fun enough for ace to consider, even just for a split second, to leave his number. ultimately, he decided against it, instead choosing to sneak out before his sweetheart for the night woke up.
and here they are now, the consequences of his own actions.
clearing his throat, he gets up to shake their hand. it's difficult not to think about the many ways those fingers trailed across his body just a few hours prior. should he be terrible and let their mutual friend know that they already know one another? for now, ace just smiles, a polite facade to an awkward situation.
open to: male/masc x (mutuals only) muse: ace wirasiri, garuda, black market arms dealer connection: loosely based on this.
help, my wife got wine drunk and tried to set our marriage certificate on fire, saying “good luck trying to return me without the receipt”
Beach Rats (2017) Directed by Eliza Hittman
LOVE STORY — 1.05 “Battery Park”
JEONG YUNHO Lemon drop production behind
Adrenaline twerking ver. 🐾
open to: all (especially supernatural muses like vampires or other species!) female connection if wanting possible romance. muse: haneul park - 24 - huntress - lesbian (despite my icons of her having brown hair, she has long blonde hair in this verse.) connections: close friend who's far too curious, perhaps her trainer who tailed her and interrupts her hunt? a rival vampire she knows but runs into at times and they share information about new supernatural sightings or occurrences in the big city? sort of like they're allies but still don't really get along too well? plot: haneul was asked by her trainer to go on a hunt for the night, despite her annoyance and unwillingness to go. last time, he'd sent her to a bad location that nearly got her killed. however, not having many friends, haneul didn't want to stay home alone or go clubbing. she'd rather take out some physical aggression on something if she were run into anything. other than that, we'll go with the flow!
despite the loudness of the city, haneul had been stalking a small group of vampires for the last week in hopes of finding their whereabout and perhaps their main haunt. the blonde's hair was tightly pulled back in a ponytail that curled at the end behind her sleek leather jacket. it whipped in the heavy wind as she stood atop a rooftop overlooking a particular club they continued to frequent. observant, she had noticed they'd been there nearly every time she was watching.
awaiting their exit, it took them long enough. two hours of a waste of time, the woman huffed a breath. as they moved and laughed like ordinary humans, her senses said otherwise and she was trained enough to know a vampire when she saw one. watching them appear smaller into the distance, the streets were hardly not as crowded that night and she rapidly made her way down the staircases to the ground level before blending in with others as she followed.
keeping a safe distance, the group split off near the edge of town where the graveyard sat and lead towards a deeper forest. how typical, a bitterness floating through her mind.
as she began her trudge through the graveyard, her slender digits reached into her jacket to withdraw her sturdy stake. they weren't getting away tonight. suddenly freezing in her tracks, haneul overheard a crunch of branches near her location coming from behind herself. swirling on her heel swiftly, she halted herself from sending a blowing kick to the other's gut, stake at the ready.
"what are you doing here?" tilting her head, there was a heavy roll of her eyes. the scent of the fresh grass and crisp wind mixing oddly in the space between the pair. "have you been tailing me?" the huntress dropped her tone into that of frustration. "i don't need an escort and i just broke my concentration on my targets!" she flung her arms up from her sides with a scoff, breath showing in the cold wind.
hunters were, at least usually, a bad idea to seek out.
gaeul had been trailing after haneul in both silence and darkness for the better part of whatever mission she was on this time. whether or not the group of vampires she pursued had any clue, she couldn't tell; they seemed far too absorbed with one another to notice anything at all. they were fairly young, no doubt searching for an opportunity to hunt.
narae would certainly love to hear about it. especially if gaeul found anything suspicious about them. which meant, regardless of the natural animosity between her and the huntress, that she had to ask questions.
"who says i'm here to escort you?" one brow raised, gaeul stepped out of the shadows. there would have been a more elegant way to announce herself, but she did so enjoy seeing her hackles raise, her eyes go dark with the intent to fight. "you're not in any danger this time."
circling haneul slowly, gaeul sniffed the air. faint traces of the vampires still lingered, though she couldn't say their scent was familiar. she pursed her lips. "who were they? any trouble we should be aware of?"
open to: all. muse: yejun cho - 24 - hotel chain owner with father - bisexual/male lean. connections could be: neighbor, friend, someone he knew from school back in the day, i don't know. you can decide! plot: yejun was just about getting ready to leave when your muse stopped by. it happened he'd be going out for groceries but also wanted to hit the boba tea house first.
opening his front door widely, yejun wasn't aware he was there was someone on the other side of the threshold. eyes widened in surprise, causing him to stammer a moment. "w-woah! i didn't expect anyone to be right outside my doorstep." his comment true and filled with amusement too. "i was actually just leaving to grab some more food for the week. i also wanted to hit that nice boba stop near the produce market." rolling his shoulders into a soft shrug, his eyebrows rose. "wanna join me?"
"oh, whoops!" hakyeon raised his hands, head ducked in expectation of a collision. running head-first into yejun hadn't been the intention. one more second, and he would have rang the door bell. "sorry, sorry. i was just gonna ask if you wanted to hang for a bit... good timing, huh?" with a wide grin, he wrapped an arm around yejun's shoulders. "boba sounds great."