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death comes to earth to take a holiday. to taste, to feel, to live. behind the facade of joy of living, there’s an unknown story of the one death took as their disguise. friends and enemies. angels and devils. everything exists but two things are for sure.... ...death and taxes.
ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ // ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ
death comes to earth to take a holiday. to taste, to feel, to live. behind the facade of joy of living, there’s an unknown story of the one death took as their disguise. friends and enemies. angels and devils. everything exists but two things are for sure.... ...death and taxes.
ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ // ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ
“Is that a threat?”
QUESTION STARTER SENTENCES ; status: [ ✔ ] || +begcne
»»————- ★ jay doesn’t like kids. no, he doesn’t like people who act like them. no. wait a second. actually he himself, is a child who needs to have control over everything and everyone. and therefore, everyone else who is brave and carefree enough to just live their own way, without fearing death is a possible threat to him.
well, it’s not that extreme. he simply finds it amusing how mischievous and careless people tend to be. damn, just few days on Earth and he already feels that humans are more stupid that he thought. playfulness at its best, right? then again, everything has its limits and the way the other was acting was simply childish to jay.
perhaps for that reason, jay doesn’t hesitate to throw a piece of advice at this young looking boy. “– threat? no. merely telling you to be more careful with your life.” was it life anyway? jay wonders, trying to sense something naturally human from the male but there’s none and the very realization makes him even more disgusted. “– in the end, we all die. don’t we?” there’s a hint of playful tone lacing the syllables as jay speaks, hazel orbs seemingly brightening as he leans against the railing, tilting his head to the side. ★ ————-««
QUESTION STARTER SENTENCES
“Am I dreaming?”
“Are you an angel?”
“Are you asleep?”
“Are you hungry?”
“Are you listening to me?”
“Are you mad at me?”
“Are you okay?”
“Can I leave now?”
“Can you hear me?”
“Do you know what you’ve done?”
“Do you want to get something to eat?”
“Does that make sense?”
“Did it hurt?”
“How are you?”
“How are you doing?”
“How did I get so lucky?”
“Is that a threat?”
“Is that what I think it is?”
“Is this the end?”
“Is this really happening?”
“Is all this necessary?”
“May I have this dance?”
“What are you doing?”
“What is that?”
“What is wrong with you?”
“When are you leaving?”
“Where are we?”
“Where are we going?”
“Where are you from?”
“Where are you going?”
“Where did you come from?”
“Who are you?”
“Who are you, really?”
“Who is this?”
“Why are you like this?”
“Why did you lie?”
“Why do you have to leave?”
“Why don’t you understand?”
“Will you be quiet?”
“Will you marry me?”
❝ is that your idea of a costume? ❞
🎃 ; status: [ ✔ ] || +divestae
»»————- ★ “– costume?” his brows raise in a brief confusion. he eyes his own clothes, shrugging. what can he say? the clothes he owns now are of different shades of black and grey. liu jay seemed surely as someone dark enough to be compared to him. “This is how I dress daily.” honest words come as a response as death shrugs once again, tucking his black shirt in his pants slightly. “…why would i need a costume though?” well , forgive this silly boy. he can’t know about halloween anyway. it’s a first. and possibly last for him so he wastes no time to ask more questions. “– is today any special day?”★ ————-««
❝ i thought we agreed to stay in and have a horror movie marathon. ❞
🎃 ; status: [ ✔ ] || +begcne
»»————- ★ it wasn’t like jay didn’t like the idea of staying in. actually, movies made him wonder even more about humans’ odd preferences. loving to get scared when it was on screen, escaping every little strange sound when it was a real thing. and yet, humans loved being scared. then again he wanted to get to know more. no, everything about the world surrounding him. life seemed so vivid. death seemed so plain, so dark and boring. halloween time made it even more thrilling to live.
“– alright. deal.” he eventually agrees, eyeing the male. he’s curious about them too but that’s another thing. “– choose the scariest movie then. i haven’t watched a horror movie in–” he pauses, biting back a chuckle. ah, yes. never? this is what he was meant to say. “…in a while.” ★ ————-««
❝ wanna go out with me for halloween? ❞ - Yukwon
🎃 ; status: [ ✔ ] || +ofkngs
»»————- ★ a stare is thrown back at the male as jay fiddles with the small diary between his fingers, one brow raising as he suddenly realizes something. they’ve been talking for a while, jay being curious and all but it just hit him now that there was something unnatural about the man. death knows well those who tried to trick him before. yukwon doesn’t seem like a pure human, to put it shortly. and perhaps for that reason being death himself, jay can’t help but to scrunch up his nose upon the offer.
you see, death isn’t bad at all. grim reaper isn’t a scary person to kill you unexpectedly like they say. it’s just… how to put it simple. oh, imagine angels hating devils in the games. it’s just something deeply-rooted in their minds. it’s similar. death loves humans. the children of Earth he’s taking to the after-life whenever their time comes. but he despises those who cheat, whenever on purpose or not. they have a different energy, different smell and look. it’s just not human. and yet, death plays it cool, exhaling softly in response.
“– why would I? what do people do on halloween these days? anything fun?” ★ ————-««
❝ please, enough with the pumpkin spice. ❞ - from Anthem
🎃 ; status: [ ✔ ] || +shadowraiths
»»————- ★ there was no such a thing as enough at this particular point. well apparently Anthem didn’t get his point. scrunching up his nose, jay kept on sprinkling the pumping spice almost all too stubbornly on his freshly bought coffee. a sip after sip, the boy was purely fascinated by the taste. it was new. not tasty or disgusting. the whole experience was simply new. after all, death wasn’t given many chances to revel in those little human joys. he’d got himself probably a third cup of coffee that day. starting from simple black americano, through latte and now the seasonal halloween treat. truly couldn’t decide which one he liked most.
“– it’s– pumpkin!” he exclaims with his orbs widening upon another sip. “– halloween is really fun. my first and it’s already great!”★ ————-««
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🎃 HALLOWEEN SENTENCE PROMPTS !
❝ happy halloween! ❞
❝ are you going to go to this halloween part with me tonight? ❞
❝ it’s halloween, so everyone is going to be dressed up. ❞
❝ is that your idea of a costume? ❞
❝ i thought we agreed to stay in and have a horror movie marathon. ❞
❝ i went to the store and bought all new halloween decorations. ❞
❝ are you going to help me put up these halloween lights? ❞
❝ it’s halloween and we are spending it by going to a haunted house. ❞
❝ i have plans halloween night, unlike you. ❞
❝ we can always go to the pumpkin patch instead. ❞
❝ are you going to help me carve these pumpkins or not? ❞
❝ aww, where’s your halloween spirit? ❞
❝ look, i carved this pumpkin all by myself, what do you think? ❞
❝ wanna go out with me for halloween? ❞
❝ come on, halloween’s not so bad. it’s actually fun. ❞
❝ okay, i’ve got the best ghost story, wanna hear? ❞
❝ let’s go trick-or-treating! ❞
❝ are you going to take me trick or treating this year again? ❞
❝ come on, we have to go buy costumes for this party. ❞
❝ it’s going to be cold on halloween, are you sure you want to wear that? ❞
❝ you are literally the same thing every year for halloween. ❞
❝ please, enough with the pumpkin spice. ❞
❝ how about a pumpkin spice latte? ❞
❝ please, never use fake blood for a halloween prank. ❞
❝ oh no, please, tell me this isn’t another one of your ideas for a halloween prank. ❞
❝ you think you can scare me? ❞
❝ remember to always check your candy! ❞
❝ where is all the candy i just bought? ❞
❝ we are not going to a cemetery just because it may or may not be haunted. ❞
❝ i’m not going in a graveyard, are you crazy? ❞
❝ i’m going to dress up as the grim reaper because i feel like death. ❞
❝ trick or treat. ❞
❝ want to trade out some of our candy? ❞
❝ we should do a halloween game, like truth or dare ‘cept it’s trick or treat? ❞
❝ what school has a halloween dance party? ❞
❝ what are you going as for halloween this year? ❞
❝ are we really going to carve all these pumpkins? ❞
❝ you know, that was the best halloween party ever. ❞
❝ i’m going to a halloween party and you’re not invited. ❞
❝ you should totally come with me for this halloween thing tonight. ❞
❝ we can stay up late and watch scary movies. ❞
❝ i wanna make sure that my jack-o-lantern is the best! ❞
❝ let’s see who can carve there pumpkins the fastest! ❞
❝ i can’t believe they put some of these costumes on the racks. ❞
❝ what’s the point in decorating your house for just one night? ❞
❝ i’ve got a spooky story for you, if you want to hear. ❞
❝ do we have to go to this haunted trail? ❞
❝ that haunted trail/house sucked, i want my money back. ❞
❝ i didn’t see you at the halloween festival earlier. ❞
❝ i have to take my ______ trick or treating, or else i would. ❞
❝ are you going to the halloween thing they are having today? ❞
❝ do you really think the dead are roaming free among us on halloween night? ❞
❝ halloween is my favorite holiday, so i’m going with or without you. ❞
❝ you want to help me set up this halloween party? ❞
❝ this is going to be the best halloween of all time. ❞
❝ i’m just saying, let loose and have some fun for a change. ❞
❝ we should just make our own costumes. ❞
❝ we’re definitely getting matching costumes. ❞
❝ i entered are names for this costume contest, one of us will definitely win. ❞
❝ i do not want to be in a costume contest. ❞
❝ wait, what? you don’t want to do anything at all on halloween night? ❞
❝ well, it’s over. now we have to wait all the way until next year. ❞
[ +gcholdtrops ]
»»————- ★ he faces the man once again, maroon hues locking with the boy’s own, silence coming as a response for a while. a friend? family? death doesn’t know. and yet, the familiar name echoes his mind as a voice of some past-life. not his own. and there is this feeling of unknown facing him with the chapter death closed being open again with most of the pages torn into pieces or simply replaced with black ones, ready to be filled. but with that? deception of life? an epilogue that is nothing more than just a ‘what if’ scenario.
he’s real and he’s not.
he straightens his posture, pulling a face-mask a tad lower as he takes a step closer to the boy, as if to take a better look at him. he’s fascinating. or perhaps the situation is. questions he has no answers to are thrown at him and for a moment, he’s tempted to introduce himself properly but... he can not. death wonders if he radiates coldness as many claim, wonders if humans can sense it, feel the breath of life escaping their throat when they’re close. lips part briefly, a mere smile ghosting over pale features as a nod is given in response. keep is cool. “-- mm, that’s me.” does it even sound natural? even the tone of his voice might reveal this fake identity. but he’s curious about what’s about to happen.
“-- i’ve been away for some time. far away. and-- you are?” jay mimicks the male’s gesture, poking back their shoulder before dipping both hands in the pockets of his jacket. “ ...can’t remember you clearly.” eventually admitting the truth, jay takes yet another step closer, drawn by the younger’ s scent. a smell of perfume of some sort, perhaps a shampoo. he’s not entirely sure but he can’t help it. “--… what is it?” a naive, almost all too innocent tone laces the words as the tip of jay’s nose brushes the slightest against the younger’s neck. it’s brief, nothing intimate to him, just a spark of curiosity. indeed, death must look as a child in moments like these, curious stare shifting from side to side with fingers itching to touch and explore whatever he deems interesting. ★ ————-««
"--Who are you?"
»»————- ★Should he tell the truth? Or to trick them with a lie? Perhaps to lie by telling the truth? After all, who’d believe this terrific truth. Dark, hazel orbs seem to brighten up the slightest bit upon the question, long fingers fiddling with the small coin as he speaks up softly. Oh, the joy of the conversation with a human being. No one would believe him anyway. It doesn’t hurt to play along, does it? Especially when one’s on holiday.
“– Death.”★ ————-««
daily reminder - do what makes you happy
like for a short starter ; status: [ ✔ ] || +gcholdtrops
»»————- ★ the more death thought about ilu jay, the more curious they became. now... he is liu jay, merely sharing the flesh of the mentioned boy, yet he couldn’t tell no more. he couldn’t share his little secret with anybody, simply reveling in the sweet nothings humans enjoyed. did it mean people stop dying for the time being while death was on holiday? most certainly not. death still remained a tiny voicein their heads, a light on their last trip to another world but let us say the focus shifted slightly to life, not death. he would make some live another day, another week, an hour longer once he makes plans. vacation schedule, how sweet.
jay used to be smoking. way too much, death hums, counting numerous empty packs of black devils and some other overly fancy stuff in the boy’s apartement. death remembers the man’s panic when he was running, chasing, escaping the cold grip of grim reaper once in a while. it amused death dearly. and yet, he is the one to hold a cigarette between those slender fingers, humming to himself with a small frown on his face. this is not the taste he’d been imagining watching dozens of people smoking on the streets with a pure delight stretching over their features.
well then, 5 days later, he grew to enjoy a cigarette or two every other day. It is not like he would die, after all. ha. alright. bad jokes aside.
“-- liu jay.” the name once again leaves death’s lips. “My name’s liu jay.” he repeats more naturally, speeding up with his pace as he walks down the crowded alley. Hongdae was always a source of entertainment, he heard. his eyes would wander from side to side, pure curiosity filling the orbs as he pulls a hood over his head a bit, humming to himself. he wonders, if the real jay had many friends nearby. or... enemies. he turns on his heels, sneaking in between the street stalls on his way and boom, he’s not able to avoid bumping into some young boy. jay bites his lips slightly, pushing a pack of cigarettes in a side pocket of his jacket. their eyes meet for a second.
“-- uhm, sorry.”
min kijoon was the boy’s name. ★ ————-««
[ +lostonesfound ]
✰ --- He eyes numerous models of some japanese-sounding brand, eyes locked on a particular model in burning red color. Tilting his head to the side, he traces the neck fo the guitar with his finger,the female’s voice reaching his ears a moment after.
He momenarily turns to face the woman, blinking slowly, a nod following her question. “-- Mm, it’s looks so.. aggressive.” Jay mutters deeply, a slender index finger brushing the word Burny on top of the guitar’s neck. Fernandes. That was the brand. He wasn’t even fond of guitars before. Duh, he ended up in the shop due toa mere coincidence, yet suddenly drawn by so many new things, he doesn’t want to leave the store that quick. His attention is turned back to the employee again, dark hues eyeing her features. What a beautiful hum.
