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— let’s visit the dark side of the moon.
:: ( indie multimuse rp. nsfw & 21+ themes present. )
:: ( muses. rules. )
| | it's official: i'm ditching this blog. but not out of nowhere, i'm just going back to the blog (kingpvns) i originally archived to open this one. i never got very far here, so it's not as painful as it would have been otherwise, but at this point, i'm better off reviving my old blog. either way, it was nice here while it lasted. see you lads on the other side (again).
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“there’s always a choice.” he corrects harshly back, grip like iron on his wrists, pinniing and holding him down onto the table as he heard the commotion behind him as the scientist runs. “you’ll be no better than the criminals that exist here. don’t get in my way, last warning.” bruce contorts back as he reaches beneath his cape to grab the steel cuffs, latching them onto his wrist. throughout the months, he’s built a reputation for himself. no matter the situation that they were in, he was going to figure out what was going on one way or another. if it isn’t from this guy, maybe the man he’s chasing might. better alive than dead as he shoves the guy against the table before running off for the scientist. ducking his head underneath the window as he steps into the metal stairs to peer down, seeing the mad man was already getting a head start on running from the both of them.
“the last thing i care about is being labeled a criminal.” he’s never gonna get his retribution like this, never gonna see the fruition of his vengeance come to life by making sure that damned scientist couldn’t get his hands on another soul. it was his last promise to 30141, and echo would either make sure it happened himself or die trying. the steel cuffs against his skin are cold, and he has trouble not hyper-focusing on the way the rub against his skin and he just wants them off off off. he has to orient himself for a second, senses lashing out wildly as he’s thrown against the table and suddenly they’re both off and echo’s head is pounding with the need for relief. he couldn’t let the police figure out where he’d gone and what he was up to, but there was no way in hell he was gonna let this opportunity slip by. “ugh...wait!” he reels them in as much as he could himself, darting off after the both of them, even with wrists cuffed. the stairs prove a little difficult with both hands having to hold onto the railing for balance, but he manages, doing his best to keep them both in his line of sight. the bottom or the stairs proves difficult when he looses them both, a string of profanities muttered with fierce frustration under his breath as he tries his best to use his hearing to figure out which way they went. it’s not hard, given the labored breathing and quick footsteps, and he takes off again in their direction down the street.
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“really? this must really mean a lot if you’re depending on me to try to get you out of this situation.” surely, he could think of plenty handsome and attractive men more than him to fill this spot. “you’re ready to give it all up?” only finding himself poking the bear a little more just because he was a little more than amused. all of that money that she had, taejun wouldn’t even dare to guess, but he knew she had lots just by judging the meal she’s paying for the both of them. “so this means, you’re basing everything just off of my looks? nothing else? apparently, my looks are just perfect for you to consider me as a suitor for this fake dating thing?” though, he wasn’t sure whether he should feel pity with the situation she found herself in. sliding his hand over to grab another slice to eat away, making short work of the pizza. “i personally don’t think this can work and you should find someone nicer. i mean, just look at me.” dipping his head down to his clothes, dirtied and stained from all of the boxes he had to carry from work. “wouldn’t it be obvious that i will look different from…” and with a heavy heart, he tried to find the right words. “someone like you?” taejun softly gestures towards her with the slice of pizza. she looked proper, well-kept, rich even. the girl clearly looked like she didn’t belong where she first found him. “i don’t mind helping you with your cause, but i am obligated to stick to my position. i don’t think my manager would be happy to find out i’m taking a hiatus because i wanted to go onto many make-believe dates with a girl.” though maybe his manager might like the thought of that. many people, including his own late mother pestered him to go out and find a date, but this probably wasn’t what they had in mind. “nam taejun.” he finally introduces himself with a soft smile, setting the slice down so he could wipe his hand on the towel that was draped on his lap so he could extend his hand out to her. “if there isn’t anything else, we can meet around the afternoon tomorrow again to discuss this because i’ll need to return to work soon.”
“listen,” loren hums as she watches him take another bite of the pizza she herself had barely touched, save for a singular bite when they’d first sat down, “logistics aside, you don’t know it won’t work until you try it out. there’s literally nothing for you to lose, y’know?” she smiles, a chaste thing as she chances a look at his disheveled and drab appearance. oddly, she really takes the time to muster over the fact that, with a little upkeep and a brand new wardrobe, he just might be able to play the part she needed him for, and that’s what counted in her mind. compared to her tiffany necklace and matching tennis bracelet, diamond studs and crisp, clean miniskirt and christian louboutins, they really were from two different worlds. she waves off his concerns quickly, just happy that he’s starting to agree to a point. “that’s fine, that’s fine! i mean, after all, i’ll take care of everything else when you’re with me. and,” she looks down at his shirt again, a grease stain catching her eye, “we’ll get you some new clothes, too.” loren reaches to take his hand and shake it, a feeling of relief settling into her stomach. “we’ll both get what we want at this rate.” a wink, and she’s gathering her purse up and flagging down a waitress to pay the bill, handing her card over immediately with a beatific smile. her attention returns to him while she’s waiting, and she shakes her head, shrugging. “if you’re all set, we’re all set.” the waitress returns with her card and loren signs the receipt, standing and leaving it on the table for pickup later. coming around to where he was, she leans down, not at all awkward in her movements and places a chaste kiss to his cheek, committed to playing the part already. “sure thing. go, ah, work and whatnot. i’ll come by tomorrow and we can have pizza again, or something else. anything you like.” she cards her fingers through his hair to fix it up a bit before she stands straight and gives him a wave of her fingers as she heads out front.
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like he was just a five year old, he could swear he could clean up his own mess, but nontheless, he lightly bowed his head down to her as gratitude for wiping the sauce stain from his lips. “thank you..” taejun mutters embarrassingly and just like that he felt like he lost his appetite, though he couldn’t exactly lie to himself that the pizza was good. enough that he gained his own appetite back to take another bite from his food, for only this time to wipe the sauce away from the corner of his lips. just as she leaned close to him, he equally recoiled his head back. really, things just didn’t make sense to him as she tried to reason with him, but he needed to swallow his own food before his thoughts. “so you’re actually serious about the contract relationship.” words meant more to affirm himself as he blinks a few times at her. there was just a lot to unpack, though he found himself skimming right over how she considered him perfect. just something reeked about this as he tried to gauge the situation. “i don’t have a girlfriend, but i’m pretty certain i wouldn’t be considering this if i did.” taejun clicks his tongue. “but why go through such a hassle? why don’t you just actually do it properly instead of trying to pay me off to be a fake date?” eyes wander back to the dish between them. “i really appreciate you treating me to lunch. i really do, its delicious…” his face tenses up, even his eye twitching a little just thinking, finally leaning in close to her as well. “but i barely know you and you dragged me all the way from my work.” but the more he thought about it, the way of his thinking was flawed, though probably less than her’s. “actually, yeah— i don’t know you well and you probably don’t know me either.” taejun shakes his head and sits back. his own eyes dipping down to think. “why don’t you just say you don’t want to be apart of the marriage?” just so many questions for him to ask. “shouldn’t you have a say?”
she nods, her hands interlocked underneath her chin. “completely serious.” she lets him get his questions out, surprised he has any to be honest, because truthfully, she’d been expecting him to just agree outright. she was loaded, pretty, and offering him something that he clearly couldn’t refuse. why the pushback? of course she had to pick the one who was going to give her a headache immediately. rolling her eyes and giving him a flat look, she crosses her legs under the table, antsy to get him to agree. “do it ‘properly’ and marry that prick?” she sucks her teeth quietly, expression disgruntled. “i’d rather get rid of my trust fund and actually work for a living. and that’s saying something.” she rolls her eyes with a laugh, hand coming up to cover her mouth before she clears her throat, his next questions hitting a rather sore spot. she drags her finger through the condensation on her water glass as she speaks, clearly fidgeting but doing her best to hide it. “i can’t. it’s...complicated. but if i’m already dating someone, then i have a reason to say no. and it’s not enough to just say i have a boyfriend. it’s gotta look real.” embarrassed to say she’s never actually dated someone before besides the blind dates she’d been set up on by her father’s assistants, she tries her hand at a more desperate, convincing approach. “look,” she licks her lips, voice soft, “i’m sorry for dragging you away from work. but does it help that i think you’re actually dating material? like, i think we’d make a good couple. and plus, it looked like you were on a lunch break anyway,” she’s a fish out of water trying to smooth talk him into actually dating her, but anything was worth a shot. she was more used to one and done dates that she never had any intention of staying in, but she had to convince him to help her. “we don’t know each other, but that’s the point, we get to know each other. i’ll start.” she sits up straighter, bowing her head and giving him the gentlest but most disarming smile she could muster. “i’m hwang jisung, but i go by loren hwang. it’s nice to meet you.”
| | yesterday it was god of war’s kratos, today it’s cod’s simon ‘ghost’ riley. he would be infinitely more difficult to manage, but that’s what makes him all the more appealing. but if i had the soap to my ghost then y’know... i could be convinced (not even convinced, i’d do it, no question).
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like a clueless bird, taejun blinked to her english words as he just kept chewing down his food. “what did you say?” he mutters with a mouthful before going for a second bite. feeling the need alone to admire the slice that was in his hand. sure, this wasn’t no normal dominos pizza that was infested with grease, but even to him that was a luxury and a treat to have. he could only wonder how much this costed. part of him felt sick a little, like his own gut twisting into knots knowing literal gold was going down his gullet. instead of enjoying it, he was eating it like it was his last day on earth, but in fact he was enjoying it especially with how much times he was going back for more bites. “i’m afraid i don’ want this to end, this tastes really good.” he shyly admits while swallowing down the food. before he could even shove another slice down, he pulled the slice away from his lips to her words. “you aren’t serious about the contract relationship, right?” taejun asks before finally taking the bite. “why me specifically?” with a sauce stain clinging against the corner of his lip.
she hides a giggle behind her hand, pulling the unused napkin from her lap and leaning over the table to dab at the sauce stain that’s on the corner of his mouth. her touch is gentle and her eyes meet his for all of a few seconds before she’s pulling back, a barely-there smile on her lips and humor in her eyes. “don’t worry about it. but,” she folds the napkin again and lays it on the side of the table, picking up her glass of champagne and swirling it slowly. “eat as much as you want. pinky swear it’s not going anywhere.” a wink and she’s downing a sip from her glass, matte red lips leaving not even an inkling of a stain behind. she gives him a bit more to enjoy his food, eyeing a couple of the waitresses that walk by before she’s leaning over the table, voice low but serious. “hear me out. you’re perfect. just go on a couple dates with me and hold my hand sometimes and i’ll feed you whatever you want. i’m not trying to get stuck in a marriage that i don’t wanna be in, and you get free food out of it. good food too. unless... you’ve got a girlfriend you don’t want seeing us together?” her eyelids fall a little, giving her a hooded, almost pouty expression. “you’re cute. maybe a little naive, but definitely just what i’m looking for,” she smiles again, lips curling at the edges. “what do you say? i promise to make it worth your while.”
| | kinda want to make a kratos test muse. i’ve loved the GOW series since i was a kid and would love to flesh out kratos and his internal trauma and turmoil. or maybe that’s just my intense love for angst talking. who knows.
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open to: f connection: any
it is said that humans should be flattered when they realize that someone truly cares for them. but maybe he misunderstood the true meaning behind that when he started to follow someone he truly cares about, with and without the hat. the reaper knew how bad it is to have any resemblance of putting value on things and people, especially when all things come to an end. but that didn’t seem to matter in the slightest when he was being scolded. though this didn’t feel exactly like a proper scolding. he was at a loss of words as he stood there like a deer in front of headlights. mouth slightly gaped open as he tries to gauge everything. he was supposed to repent? even though he couldn’t properly grasp the concept, he knew better than to question. “…it is totally creepy to stalk.” he repeats the exact words that came out of her before flattening his lips. “but i must ask, shouldn’t you be flattered and happy because someone actually cares about you?” he squints, trying to gauge her reaction before eyeing the cars that were driving by. “i mean, the streets are dangerous. cars are fast..” the reaper lightly gestures.
she's staring at him incredulously, because who in their right mind thinks something like that is okay? for a few silent moments, all she can do is look at him, because while he seems genuine and oh so sweet, she can't believe he just said that. "...the cars...? the cars are what you're concerned about?!" she shoves the wisps of hair that were slipping free from her ponytail out of her face with the hand that wasn't clutching a bag of art supplies. "okay—" she takes a breath and wills herself to explain, because his face screams innocence but hyesong's exasperated. "i am flattered and happy that people care about me, yes. i think most people would be, but what you've got to understand is that stalking is creepy, like i just told you. you can't just follow me everywhere i go like an unannounced body guard or something." she sighs, stepping closer because she doesn't want to draw unnecessary attention to their conversation. "for goodness' sake, i literally saw you just staring at me from two aisles away and the older lady stopped me when i left the store asking if she wanted me to call the police!" her gaze softens then, and she gives him a smile finally. "i do appreciate you. but i would appreciate you more if you just, y'know, walked with me instead of ten feet behind me all the time."
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open to: f connection: any note: *coughs* totally a reversal of the rich arrogant chaebol and poor girl with a poor girl with a golden heart??
seriously? should he concerned by the way they’re acting to him? it almost issn’t normal to hear them flirt or scold him. “are you trying to ring me into a contract relationship or something with this food?” not that it was really working. food was delicious though. delicious food is always a way to a person’s heart, its comforting and it can either be cold or hot. “how much does this even cost anyways, this tastes expensive.” where were even his manners when he talked with his mouth full of food.
"rig you into a contact relationship? you might be smarter than you look." the last part's said in english, and loren's answering smile is beatific, perfect and shining almost as if they were veneers. she pushes a strand of auburn hair behind her ear with a manicured hand, her own food relatively untouched. watching him eat is fairly interesting, and she doesn't know why, but she raises her eyebrows subtle behind her bangs as he shovels bite after bite into his mouth. "...don't worry about the cost, we can talk about that after you're done." a sip of her champagne and she's crossing her legs under the table. "you're cute, and I need someone to help me get my dad off my back. i think we can help each other out."
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open to: m/f connection: any note: im cackling, i love that line. its so ridiculous
holding them down by the neck, he slammed their wrist down onto the table. “it doesn’t have to be this way..” his voice hoarse, attempting to keep his voice low. his cold pale eyes staring directly at them. “don’t throw your life away like this, we always have a choice to make. every choice comes with a consequence. once you make that choice, you must accept that responsibility. whether you like it or not.” vengeance breaths hard. easing his grip on them. “he’ll serve justice. in time.”
to say he knew how he’d ended up here would have been a vast understatement; if anything, echo had thought he was being subtle when he’d chosen to try and quietly assassinate one of the scientists who’d been notorious for his treatment of them back then. “that’s the problem, i never had a choice,” he hisses back, wrist throbbing dully and eyes wild and filled to the brim with rage. “why wait on who the fuck ever to serve justice when i can do it myself.” he exhales sharply when they loosen their grip, and echo takes the opportunity to scramble from underneath them, turning on his heel to face them immediately with his hands open and low. he’s shaking, sensory overload not too far off, but he fights it with everything he has. “if you’re not going to help me, then at least get out of my way.”
| | after a lot of thought ( around 2 or so years worth, let’s be real ), i think i’m gonna merge my guys and gals together. it’s a bittersweet feeling, but i think it’s for the best going forward.
!! update: the girls are available now, and aeonivn is officially retired. this brings my total muse count to 7 guys + 9 girls for a cumulative amount of 16. dunno how i’ll manage but i will! i’m kind of excited if i’m being honest.
ok . i fucking want dark plots.
we just fucking murdered your neighbor and you look hot with blood splattered on your face and whoops now we’re on a killing spree because i can’t stop the bloodlust. the cops are trying to find us but we’re always one step ahead. we’ll never fucking look back baby they’ll never fucking know we did it. like a literal serial killer duo who knows what the FUCK they r doing
ur a vampire who i met at a club and was dancing on and i woke up in ur bed with marks all over my neck and i’m terrified but also kinda fucking turned on and i don’t know what to do
i’ve been stalking you and i think it’s about time you know just how much i love you. we’re meant to be together. let me fucking kIDNAP you and try to do that whole stockholm syndrome thing and what do you fucking mean it’s not working we’re meant to be. you’re gonna fucking love me or you’re gonna fucking die .
we’re both fucking crazy i burned your shit last week you fucked my best friend to spite me i released your nudes you told my mom about the time i got arrested we have a sex tape and we’re never leaving each other because we tear each other apart but we don’t know how to live otherwise
we were in rival gangs and i started dating you to get information for mine and i got caught but i only realized i was in love with you when you were jamming your knife into my stomach.
anything fucking dark and stomach twisting like literal fucking sketch ass aus
Person A being brainwashed to torture Person B. On the verge of death and bleeding out, Person B is finally able to reach out to A, breaking the trance. What is Person A’s reaction to what they’ve just done?
when it’s a hero/villain romance…but the hero gets a corruption arc instead of the villain getting a redemption arc.