Touche de Mort

[mountphoenix-memes]

promptfairy​:

❥   𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍     [   𝐀   𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋   𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄   ]  .

designed  for  muses  with  a  bit  of  unresolved  tension between  them ,   but  can  be  used  for  any  circumstances you  see  fit !!  

my muse = reblogger your muse = sender

♡   𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄  :    add   ‘  + 🔁  ’   to  reverse  the  roles .

📖  :    my  muse  discovers  your  muse  reading  a  diary  entry  that  my  muse  wrote  about  yours .

💅  :    your  muse  paints  my  muse’s  nails .

🚿  :    my  muse  accidentally  moans  while  your  muse  washes  their  hair .

👕  :    your  muse  helps  my  muse  get  dressed  after  my  muse  sustains  an  injury  or  illness .

🛏️  :    our  muses  are  forced  by  circumstance  to  share  a  bed  for  the  night .

🧼  :    your  muse  bathes  mine  after  my  muse  sustains  an  injury  or  illness .

🙏  :    our  muses’  hands  brush  as  they  walk  side  by  side .

💢  :    your  muse  picks  mine  up   &   carries  them  over  their  shoulder .

👁️  :    your  muse  is  watching  mine  sleep ,   when  my  muse  suddenly  wakes  up   &   catches  them .

🚬  :    my  muse  steals  a  cigarette   (   or lollipop   )   from  your  muse   &   puts  it  in  their  mouth .

🎐  :    our  muses  slow  dance  together .

🧦  :    your  muse  walks  in  on  my  muse  changing  clothes .

🎀  :   your  muse  brushes  my  muse’s  hair .

💍  :    our  muses  are  mistaken  for  a  couple  by  someone  else .

👔  :    your  muse  notices  that  my  muse’s  shirt  is  open   &   goes  to  ‘  fix  it  ’ .

👗  :    my  muse  sees  yours  all  dressed  up .

🪑  :    my  muse  is   ‘  forced  ’   to  sit  on  your  muse’s  lap   (   due  to  a  lack  of  chairs ,   faulty seatbelt ,  etc .   )

🍆  :    your  muse  makes  a  suggestive  joke  but  my  muse  actually  acts  on  it . 

[mp-khjoong]

“ what did you just say? ”

sentence starters ; accepting!

Normally, Hongjoong wasn’t the type to just let things out, but with the catching up exhaustion after a long and irritating shift, he just didn’t have the filter in him to shut himself up. Especially to Woojin, of all people - who he was still curious about showing up at his work at this hour. “I like your brother, okay?” He grumbled, rubbing at his temples with gloved hands, fingers pressing into the throbbing spots idly. Once he had sufficed enough of the headache growing behind his eyes, he lowered his hands and looked towards the male once more. “JJ is easily the best part of my days, followed by Siobhan. I don’t think anything could take his place.” However this ended, Joong was bracing for it internally. 

[promptfairy]

𝟑, 𝟒, 𝟓   ♡   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

“  let’s go home.  ” “  um,  excuse me?  ” “  you broke it.  ” “  need a hand?  ” “  please,  help me.  ” “  i missed you.  ” “  i’m not sorry.  ” “  tell the truth.  ” “  what happened here?  ” “  got a minute?  ” “  life’s a bitch.  ” “  you’ve done enough.  ” “  i’m still learning.  ” “  don’t touch me.  ” “  was that you?  ” “  there’s no god.  ” “  you deserve better.  ” “  you’re a saint.  ” “  you are enough.  ” “  maybe you’re right.  ” “  this will pass.  ” “  you complete me.  ” “  you got this.  ”

𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑

“  don’t be so dramatic.  ” “  no guts,  no glory.  ” “  i’m calling for help.  ” “  run away with me.  ” “  it’s always been you.  ” “  some things take time.  ” “  you’re being awfully quiet.  ” “  please don’t hurt me.  ” “  snap out of it.  ” “  did you miss me?  ” “  how do i look?  ” “  i wanna get better.  ” “  whatever floats your boat.  ” “  i’ll love you always.  ” “  what are you waiting for?  ” “  at least i tried.  ” “  give me a kiss.  ” “  what’s the fucking point?  ” “  god,  i love you.  ” “  i’m doing my best.  ” “  i waited for you.  ” “  you woke me up.  ” “  stay with me tonight.  ”

𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄

“  you can’t keep doing this.  ” “  i think i love you  …  ” “  you make me feel special.  ” “  are you upset with me?  ” “  you need to heal first.  ” “  let me see the wound.  ” “  is your brain even on?  ” “  don’t give up on me.  ” “  you are perfect to me.  ” “  i can’t take this anymore.  ” “  you are my favorite person.  ” “  you had me at  ‘  hello.  ’   ” “  i wanted to see you.  ” “  don’t give me that look.  ” “  you’re a work of art.  ” “  i’m not scared of you.  ” “  i have  …  so many questions.  ”  “  do you think i’m stupid?  ” “  just tell me what happened.  ” “  i just want to help.  ” “  we need to be careful.  ” “  what did you just say?  ” “  i miss talking to you.  ”

[morememesforall]

word prompts compilation

complies THIS MEME // THIS MEME // THIS MEME

ADD ++ FOR REVERSE

[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention

[ wake ] for your muse to wake mine

[ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket

[ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.

[ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning

[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair

[ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine

[ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room

[ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer

[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger

[ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s

[ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying

[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food

[ hit ] for your muse to attack mine

[ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance

[ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine

[ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring

[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually

[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support

[ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm

[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand

[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did

[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine

[ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap

[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down

[ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away

[ dream ] for my muse to share dream with yours

[ nightmare ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare

[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation

[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury

[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine

[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger

[ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine

[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

[ goodbye ] for my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye

[ secrets ]   my  muse  sharing/confiding  a secret

[ bloody ]   for your  muse  coming  to  my  muse  with  blood  stains 

[ drunk ]   your  muse  takes  care  of my very drunk muse 

[ bed ]  my  muse wakes up in  the  same bed as your muse with little  recollection  of  the  night  before

[ scream ]   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  runs  to  them

[ trail ]   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scars,  asking  them  about  it

[ piggyback ]   my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride

[ jump ]   my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs

[ carry ]   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house

[ lighter ]   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette

[ shot ] my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses for aid

[ wound ] my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten

[ fight ]   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else

[ arrest ]   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  

[ hospital ]   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened

[ betrayal ] my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them and  confronts  them  about  it

[ nude ] my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked

[ karaoke ]  for our muses to sing together

[ wet ]   your muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for my muse  to  join  them

[ crawl ]  for  your  muse  to  crawl  into  bed  with  mine .

[ flower ]  for  your  muse  to  offer  my  muse  their  favourite  flower

[ gift ]  for  my  muse  to  surprise  your muse  with  a  gift

[ homemade gift ]  for  my  muse  to  make  your muse  a  gift

[ bestow ] for your muse to give my muse a gift, bought or handmade ( bonus if you add what it is )

[ serenade ]  for  my  muse  to  sing  to  your  muse

[ caress ]  for  your  muse  to  gently  run  their  hand  down  my  muse’s  face

[ caught ]  for  your  muse  to  catch  my  muse  wearing  their  shirt .

[ love letter ]  for  your  muse  to  give  my  muse  a  love  letter  they  wrote  for  them

[ boop ]  for  your  muse  to  boop  my  muse  on  the  nose

[ date ]  for  my muse  to  ask  your  muse  to  go  on  a  date

[ confess ]  for my muse  to  confess  their  feelings  to  your  muse

[ sleepy ]  for  my muse  to  slowly  fall  alseep  on  your muse

[xmp-taeyong-deactivated20230330]

Strange Magic

[xmp-taeyong-deactivated20230330]

mp-khjoong‌: Hongjoong & Taeyong

“I think strange became all of our normals after this place.” He answered with a snicker, raising his arm to perch it on Taeyong’s shoulder closest to him when he realized the male relaxed a little bit more. If he could keep the mood light, and airy, help both of their dangerous heads than he’d try his damndest. It was was the least he could do, after all. “I mean - how is an island full of magical entities, half blood or otherwise, not strange? And stranger still, we fit into that puzzle like pieces specifically molded to fit in here. But, on the other flip of the coin, it’s not strange at all. So…wait,” Shaking his head in pure amusement, clinking his earrings and necklace charms in the process, Joong let out a soft chuckle towards him. “–I think I just confused myself.”

Taeyong laughed at the other’s antics. Normally he would have moved away from the touch but he was starting to figure out what made his powers tick and thus, he allowed the contact. Hongjoong hopefully would only feel a little cold and not outright freeze so close to him. “Yeah you lost me at the coin flip. But I think I get the gist of what you were going for. Really we’re all a little weird. It’s just a matter of perspective.” With a sigh he shrugged his shoulders, moving Joong’s arm with it. “I will admit though, between school and work and practice I barely have time to think let alone find where I fit on this island. I’m just getting by really.” Curiously he cast a glance at Hongjoong “What about you? Have you settled into your place yet here?”

[mp-khjoong]

Settled in? Joong didn’t exactly settle in too many places. Always fearful he’d be on the run again when his ability got the best of him. But, so far, it seemed to be alright. He was pretty comfortable. “Uh, well...” Gloved hand rose to ruffle the back of his hair thoughtfully. “I suppose. Yeah? I mean, I made some friends. I found a half-sister.” He dropped his arm and shrugged a shoulder, inhaling slowly. “I guess I’m still waiting on things to go south. For my...” Eyes trailed down to a gloved hand, earning a sigh from him quietly. “gift to become a problem. More so for others than for me. I’m dealing with it, one day at a time. So, i think that’s another thing we have in common. Getting by.” He lifted his head and turned to glance at Taeyong again, offering a hint of a smile to the souring subject. 

[mp-khjoong]

moonlit walks.

continued from here with @mp-jungjin

Having the job that he did, Joong knew all too well the dangers of the night. And when word had reached him that the precious Jungjin had been jumped on his walk home one night - to say he was fuming was not an understatement. He’d contacted JJ as soon as he knew, and told him verbatim he was escorting him to and from work shifts from now on, no matter the time. Tonight was the first of many and as he was met with the sight of JJ’s hands reaching for him, his icy cold heart melted once more within his chest. It was the strangest thing, but he was only one that made the son of Thanatos go haywire. They were messes, in their own rights, but together - they seemed to level each other out.

Joong withdrew his hands from his leather jacket pockets; gloved touch coming to pull the blonde’s hands from his jacket, choosing instead to circle them on his own around himself. His own in turn surrounding the younger and tucking him closer against his chest; protectively and secure. He’d never wanted JJ to feel anything but, and he’d make sure of it himself. “I want to.” He stated softly, his voice a harmonious gentle for the demi-god as it had always been. “I want to make sure you’re safe, at all times.” Gently, he reluctantly let go of him, turning his head down slightly to meet the other’s gaze - fighting the tint of pink that wanted to cross his own features. “So get used to it. I’ll be a reoccuring presence in your day to day life from now on.”

[rocknmeme]

the magic of fuller: book one by will mallette violence, blood mention.  

“we had a good breakfast. do you think you’ll survive?”

“you sure were out of it. i’ve been trying to wake you up for ten minutes.”

“that wasn’t fair and you know it. you caught me off guard.”

“good morning, sleepyhead.”

“i’ll let you know when, and don’t let me catch you peeking.”

“the hot chocolate is ready.”

“i got dizzy all of a sudden, that’s all.”

“but that’s enough for today.”

“let’s go make some sandwiches.”

“it’s a secret, and a surprise.”

“to start with, i want you to relax. try not to think about anything. close your eyes and relax.”

“i don’t even remember going to bed.”

“breathe deep, taking your breaths all the way in and letting them out slowly.”

“that’s because i had to carry you to your bed.”

“now, my little man, what do you say we go get some breakfast?”

“something told me to bring this in case we ran into trouble.”

“i am warning you: don’t try to weasel your way out of it.”

“is it okay if i sleep in your bed tonight?”

“you’re doing an excellent job.” 

“you must have been worlds away, as hard as it was to wake you.”

“i guess you better stop it, then; don’t you think?”

“we’re going fishing this weekend.”

“it’s way past our bedtimes and we have a lot to do tomorrow.”

“you be careful. i know you want to learn this, but you have to be patient, too.”

“are you okay this morning?”

“you will miss out on a lot of things that kids have fun doing, and i feel bad about that.”

“that’s my little helper.”

“what do you say we call it a day and go make some chocolate chip cookies?”

“it’s more dangerous than anything you’ll ever learn.”

“i love you, too. i think we’re going to have a lot of fun today.”

“stay back and no one gets hurt.”

“i’ve lost a lot of blood.”

“you don’t have to feel bad. i’m having more fun than any kid ever dreamt about, spending time with you.”

“i think it’s time for a rest.”

“you get the eggs and whatever you want in your omelet, and i’ll get the frying pan ready.”

“that’s easy for you to say. it’s not your house.”

“you must never try to hurt anyone, except to protect someone else or to protect yourself.”

[mpxsiobhan]

thanks, dad;;

[mpxsiobhan]

mp-khjoong‌:

The sudden motion startled Hongjoong for a moment, his muscles tensing to straighten him up as his head whipped back to look over at Siobhan as she took his gloved hand into her own. Brows furrowed in together worriedly, as dark stormy eyes shifted between hands and his sister’s eyes - his train of thought slowly picking up on the thought she was laying before them. He knew they could harm others if put together, but could it be possibly their powers could cancel each other out?

Elevated heart beat sounded with deafening echoes in his ears, as his head gave a slow and nervous nod towards her. Raising his hands, the brother hesitated for a moment, fingers flexing towards the glove but stilling at the fear rearing it’s heaviness to his chest once more. Breathe through it Joong, just breathe - he reminded himself, slipping the material off his palm finally. He turned towards Sio and swallowed his nerves, lowering palm open in offering to her. Anxious eyes watched her intently, hand trembling in it’s rest in mid air, waiting for the inevitable.

She watched Joong with restless eyes as he obviously figured out where she was going with her sudden request. Her eyes landing on his barehand for a moment, studying it for a few seconds before reaching her barehand out to his. Siobhan laid her hand in his, holding his hand gently as she ignored the hammering of her pulse in her ears and the stirring of anxiety in her gut. When her skin came into contact with his fully she looked up into his eyes, looking for any sign of distress. As she held eye contact with him and noticed no change in his wellbeing, tears began to well up in her eyes.

Without thinking she pulled her other glove off with her teeth, not caring where it landed as she reached her now barehand up to cup his cheek. She hadn’t touched anyone… ever really. A single tear spilled down her cheek as she squeezed his hand and ran her thumb over his cheekbone.

[mp-khjoong]

Joong’s hand stilled as it was met with her own, his body going rigid with the feel of warm, rather clammy, skin on his own. It was no shock considering they’d been wrapped up away for times on end, unable to reach out and physically touch since as long as they could remember. Cloudy hues watched Siobhan intently, his breathing hitching within his ribcage - the worst tracing through his mind that any moment now he’d hurt her just like the rest. But when no such inkling came, no such flicker of pain, or illness rang through her; Joong’s world began to crash down around him.

As his wind caught back to him, filling with air he hadn’t realized he’d been needing the water sprang forth to his dark eyes faster than he could stop it. Pools of liquid lining at his bottom lips, darkening his long lashes as slowly he crumbled within his half-sister’s touch. That outer shell, strong and sturdy, was shattering, and he didn’t know quite how to handle it. Absently the hand below laced their fingers between one another, holding onto her as tight as he could without hurting her. His eyes closed, letting the liquid trail his cheeks and soak into her hand by accident as his head tilted into the touch. Seeking the gentle warmth provided by such a simple touch. His form quivering from the raw flood of emotions rushing through him.

[mpxsiobhan]

thanks, dad;;

continued from here with @mp-khjoong

Siobhan let out a deep sigh as Joong tucked her hair back, showing off the dead and gray primrose tucked in her hair. She enjoyed her aesthetic - leaning into the goth, macabre look most often but she could agree it would be nice if she could enjoy the flowers of spring without them dying on contact. With a sudden realization, Siobhan reached for her brother’s arm, pulling his hand from his pocket and holding it in hers. She wasn’t sure why she hadn’t thought of it before but she had an idea that she desperately hoped would work. Nerves settled in her gut, buzzing with anxiety as she used her teeth to pull her glove from her hand not holding Joong’s. Her mind was racing with thoughts rattling around, her eyes shifting erratically between her barehand and his gloved hand.

“Joong, can you take off your glove? I-I want to test something…” Her heart was pounding with anxiety that this would actually cause them to harm each other but she had to try. She needed to know.

[mp-khjoong]

The sudden motion startled Hongjoong for a moment, his muscles tensing to straighten him up as his head whipped back to look over at Siobhan as she took his gloved hand into her own. Brows furrowed in together worriedly, as dark stormy eyes shifted between hands and his sister’s eyes - his train of thought slowly picking up on the thought she was laying before them. He knew they could harm others if put together, but could it be possibly their powers could cancel each other out?

Elevated heart beat sounded with deafening echoes in his ears, as his head gave a slow and nervous nod towards her. Raising his hands, the brother hesitated for a moment, fingers flexing towards the glove but stilling at the fear rearing it’s heaviness to his chest once more. Breathe through it Joong, just breathe - he reminded himself, slipping the material off his palm finally. He turned towards Sio and swallowed his nerves, lowering palm open in offering to her. Anxious eyes watched her intently, hand trembling in it’s rest in mid air, waiting for the inevitable.

[xmp-taeyong-deactivated20230330]

Strange Magic

continued from here^^ @mp-khjoong

“Yeah imagine that.” There was a slightly melancholy note to the statement as he agreed with Hongjoong. If anyone could understand what that felt like it was them. And Siobhan of course. Though admittedly Taeyong didn’t even need to touch something to kill it. No. Stop that Taeyong, he mentally chided himself. That was an accident and she would understand. There were still days when those thoughts threatened to consume him but he was slowly getting better at fighting them back. Having friends around who understood was a big part of his progress as well. He smile and rolled his eyes as he let the slight tension release from his shoulders. “You are strange don’t get me wrong. But I lie it. Strange has sort of become my new normal after living here for so many years.”

[mp-khjoong]

“I think strange became all of our normals after this place.” He answered with a snicker, raising his arm to perch it on Taeyong’s shoulder closest to him when he realized the male relaxed a little bit more. If he could keep the mood light, and airy, help both of their dangerous heads than he’d try his damndest. It was was the least he could do, after all. “I mean - how is an island full of magical entities, half blood or otherwise, not strange? And stranger still, we fit into that puzzle like pieces specifically molded to fit in here. But, on the other flip of the coin, it’s not strange at all. So...wait,” Shaking his head in pure amusement, clinking his earrings and necklace charms in the process, Joong let out a soft chuckle towards him. “--I think I just confused myself.”

[mp-jungjin]

Welcome Home | Hongjoong & Jungjin

for @mp-khjoong continued from here

JJ felt like he waited way too long to be able to see Joong again, but there was no way he was going to show that. No way was he going to be leaving his writing journal filled with these shameful and tragic lovesick stories he has yet to stop writing since Joong left. 

Spending his lunchtime with the silver-haired demigod after his surprise pop in at Siren’s Song sent a kickstarted his heart. It was the last thing Jungjin really was expecting to see on such a quiet day. Well into their lunch, the brunette was munching away shyly at a basket of sweet potato fries while they talked about everything and anything it seemed. Even when they came to the topic of the past. 

Jungjin’s past gives him mixed feelings. Listening to what Joong describes his definition of his past shows about the same amount of bitterness the Egyptian demigod holds. Perhaps even more.  The brunette lets a small smile grow on his face seeing how Joong asks about what goes through his head. It was a knowing smile to himself as he says that it was really all too much. “My past…some would say I was lucky or privileged. I don’t see it that way at all. So I agree with what you say..the past is there to continue to haunt you no matter what you do to make your life better or attempt to forget.” 

[mp-khjoong]

For his liking, Joong had spent far too much time away from the now blonde. He’d had his reasons for his trip away from the island, and he promised himself he’d tell JJ all about it later. When they weren’t so..in the open. Joong did not have any sort of resemblance of control over his emotions. And he did not want to put the tender other in that predicament. In his own space, and his own time. So once more he found himself a resident within Siren’s Song - perched across from the egyptian demi-god where his eyes naturally seemed attracted to fall. 

The blonde was certainly new. But it didn’t look bad on him. In fact, Joong rather kind of like it. Whether that would spill from his lips on the other hand would be another story. He found his cheeks warming with the thought, wondering if it would garner the same result from Jungjin if he had. To silence himself, he snagged a stray fry from the container and popped it between his lips in absent thought, while listening in. 

“Someone will always say the grass is greener on the other side, because they don’t understand. No one can ever truly know what it’s like to walk a mile in someone else’s shoes - no matter how much you explain it.” Gee, quite the downer there, aren’t you death boy? “But, if you think about it. Without that...we wouldn’t have ended up here.” Dark eyes flickered up to watch the other intently, gauging what reactions he might give.

[mpxsiobhan]

what the hell we gonna do now?

from here with @mp-khjoong​

tw: death

After the exclamation spilled from her lips Siobhan froze. Her eyes locked on the body at their feet. One barehand still in the position it was in upon touching the creep that had tried to attack them. When her half-brother spoke up, she finally took her eyes off the possibly dead man on the ground. Siobhan spotted his bare hand as well and her eyes darted between the three of them frantically. With her thoughts moving both in slow motion and unbelievably fast she just stuttered out; “I think… maybe- it’s because we both touched him…?”

Siobhan stammered and slowly backed away from what they had done in fear. Tears were filling her eyes as she cursed under her breath. She didn’t want to cry, she didn’t want to panic but she and her brother had potentially just killed someone. “What- What if he’s not dead? We can’t kill people, Joong… Right?” Sio looked towards Joong frantically, the panic beginning to set in over what they may have just done.

Death normally didn’t scare her. In fact, it didn’t scare her at all. She dealt with it every day, knew the science behind it and witnessed many deaths first hand. There was a level of comfort she had to develop considering her powers and the lack of control she had over them. Her hands shook as she tried to put her glove back on, her heart pounding as she got closer to Joong. Looking for reassurance and hoping he had some answers. 

[mp-khjoong]

“We...b-both...?” Dark orbs stirring with a brewing storm drifted at the mention of it to his half-sister, watching as she shakily tried to deposit her hand back into her glove. If..she had touched him too, could they really have...? Slowly, the demi lowered to his knees, working the leather back around his shaking hand. Like a deer in the headlights, he worked to roll the form to it’s back. There was no sound, no movement from it on it’s own. That alone made him breath in shakily, his chest filling with panic in it’s own right. Hand found it’s way to the crook of the person’s neck, stilling himself on baited breath for what felt like an eternity.  The burning sensation in his lungs grew harshly. Joong slowly letting his hand fall away as the reality crashed over him like a drowning seas ready to take him into it’s depths. Drowning, that’s exactly what this sensation was in and of itself. “There’s...no pulse...Sio...” Tears sprang forward from his eyes, water welling at his bottom lid uncontrollably. His worst fear was realized; come true by their own destructive hands and his mind was spiraling in on itself. “We...we..oh god...” Joong’s head spun, eyes shutting in force as his head turned and fell in against Sio’s leg with a press of his forehead. 

“I don’t....understand. We can’t -- we’re not supposed to be able...” By now the panic was spilling from his trembling lips, body quivering in time with her own. “Fuck, man....fuck!”

[seonghwaxmp]

;peace

continued from here w/ @mp-khjoong

“It’s nice, don’t you think? The sudden downpour… it really shows the nature of a person in the face of something unexpected. You either run or indulge in it… I guess. It also reminds me of…”

Closing his eyes with a wince Ren sees flashes… an alter, pillows and blankets and sheets, the wild flickering of candles and the scent of herbs burning and the almost thunderous sound of rain pounding on the low stone ceiling above in a small space he can’t identify. There are bones and dried flowers suspended all around, and symbols on the walls and the lingering feel of chaotic ownership- wherever that place was it was his and it was most definitely alive most in the midst of a storm.

When he opens his eyes back to the overcast street before them, face misted just so by wind directed rain, the faint memories are gone, but the headache remains. His attention lifts to the man beside him when his name is spoken, and he smiles so sweetly.

“You’re not peaceful right now? Watching from here?”

[mp-khjoong]

Run or indulge it? Was Ren alright? He hadn’t remembered the frequent visitor to Sombra to have been so....deep. Then again, perhaps it was because he didn’t tend to talk to so many customers. He was there as a precaution to handle the rowdy rabble that drifted in off the streets from time to time. But Ren was always a nice one. They spoke from time to time, but nothing as intricate as this. 

The sudden drift into silence caused the thundering downpour to echo within his ears, earning his eyes over to the male beside him with furrowed brows. Was he alright? “Ren?” Gloved hand reached out gently to grace the demi’s shoulder, head curling curiously at the sight of his eyes re-opening. Turning the subject back to him briefly. 

“I...suppose I am.” Raven orbs turned out under the awning, watching another scattering by in attempts to flee the weather. “When you put it that way, it is peaceful to be out of it, rather than caught up in it.” Blinking back to reality, his eyes turned to Ren again, softening his features with a small smile. “Where are you headed? Need help getting there?”

[mpxjinny]

;(ropes)

continued from here w/ @mp-khjoong

“I can’t do my best if I don’t know what I’m doing.”

Pouting as she’s observed seems to do the trick in convincing the man and as he comes over she pops up with a little bounce, bright cheery smile lighting up the muted interior.

She’s only been officially hired for a couple days now, and as much as she wanted to be the very best she could be here, the instructions were a little vague, so she’s delighted to receive a few pointers and listens attentively.

“I wish I had a notebook to remember everything~”

Thankful for the information Jinsoul makes a point to remember all the little details, nodding along before turning completely to the man, leaning against the desk.

“So how long have you worked here? Mr. Ah Puch is very nice, I’m hoping to make him glad he hired me. This is the only place I could find hiring that fit my school schedule, so I’m super grateful.”

[mp-khjoong]

Watching as she drank in every little bit of what he told her, Hongjoong perked a brow in curiosity of her. She actually listened. And here he was, being an ass. Sighing quietly, the white haired male dropped his head and rubbed a gloved hand against the back of his neck, grumbling to himself to try and be nicer to the little one. “Six-ish months? Sort of just...fell into it because of what I can do.” He moved the hand back to help him lean on the counter, turning his eyes down to his gloved tendrils. 

Moments later his gaze returned to her as he tilted his head. “Boss man has his times. He’s overall chill as long as you do as he asks. Just remember to stay out of his way on...bad days.” With a straighten up, Joong reached for his stool from its usual resting place beside the doorway, adjusting himself to sit atop of it again on the other side from her, so they could talk. 

“Late nights on a school schedule? What are you studying that keeps you up so late? Don’t academic minds need ample sleep to function?”

[mp-khjoong]

🌻 : siobhan wearing a -dead- flower in her hair

It was no surprise to him, that his half-sister had a dead flower amidst her hair. For the ‘twins’, there wasn’t any sort of greenery they could handle and it remain...well, green. Whether she realized it was there or not was another question. The younger brother reached a gloved hand up to his sister’s salt and pepper tresses, and tucked a stray lock back behind her ear for her. “Oddly enough, it suits you.” He quirked a half-smirk up his features, lowering his hand again as he took a step back to piece her in together for his view. “No, it really does. Though,” Joong let out a small sigh, tucking his hands away into the pockets of his jeans. One should giving a leisure shrug as his head turned off to stare elsewhere. “-would be prettier if it had a pop of color to it.” 

Thanks, Dad. 

[rocknmeme]

random muse encounters send a symbol (or more!) to find my muse:    

🍺 : drunk

🍃 : swaying on feet

🌻 : wearing a flower in hair

🌌 : laughing uncontrollably

👀 : holding a weapon

🚔 : sitting in the back of a patrol car

👣 : dancing

🏥 : being loaded into an ambulance

🌊 : crying

☀️ : sick and delirious

🥪 : eating a sandwich

🤖 : hiding something behind back

💀 : near death

💖 : covered in paint

👮 : wearing handcuffs

😵 : throwing up

👋 : cradling a broken arm

💰 : with a sack of money

👟 : running for their life

🐙 : waiting for a hug

🚬 : smoking a cigarette

🔺 : bruised and bloody

🌨️ : drenched from the rain

🌑 : falling asleep

[mp-khjoong]

“ sometimes a mindfuck is a satisfying and productive fuck, after all. “

“What?” He laughed in confusion, turning his head up from his cards in hand towards the person playing with him. A simple game meant to occupy the time turned into quite the conversation; though the more he branched out the more Joong found himself in this position more often than not. There were some interesting people and minds amongst this place - perhaps he should try making friends more often. Gloved hand moved to press the back of his palm against his lips to muffle the sound, giving a nod. “I guess a fuck is a fuck after all. Sometimes even a mindfuck is better than a regular one. Depending on the challenge.”