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sorry guys!! i’m not really feeling twenty thousand blogs anymore. life is getting stressful. so this blog is now an archive. if i ever decide to come back, i hope you’ll all follow and continue the relationships and whatnot.
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sorry guys!! i’m not really feeling twenty thousand blogs anymore. life is getting stressful. so this blog is now an archive. if i ever decide to come back, i hope you’ll all follow and continue the relationships and whatnot.
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sorry guys!! i’m not really feeling twenty thousand blogs anymore. life is getting stressful. so this blog is now an archive. if i ever decide to come back, i hope you’ll all follow and continue the relationships and whatnot.
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sorry guys!! i’m not really feeling twenty thousand blogs anymore. life is getting stressful. so this blog is now an archive. if i ever decide to come back, i hope you’ll all follow and continue the relationships and whatnot.
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sorry guys!! i’m not really feeling twenty thousand blogs anymore. life is getting stressful. so this blog is now an archive. if i ever decide to come back, i hope you’ll all follow and continue the relationships and whatnot.
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sorry guys!! i’m not really feeling twenty thousand blogs anymore. life is getting stressful. so this blog is now an archive. if i ever decide to come back, i hope you’ll all follow and continue the relationships and whatnot.
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sorry guys!! i’m not really feeling twenty thousand blogs anymore. life is getting stressful. so this blog is now an archive. if i ever decide to come back, i hope you’ll all follow and continue the relationships and whatnot.
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sorry guys!! i’m not really feeling twenty thousand blogs anymore. life is getting stressful. so this blog is now an archive. if i ever decide to come back, i hope you’ll all follow and continue the relationships and whatnot.
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sorry guys!! i’m not really feeling twenty thousand blogs anymore. life is getting stressful. so this blog is now an archive. if i ever decide to come back, i hope you’ll all follow and continue the relationships and whatnot.
For the sake of character development, feel free to ask me anything you would like to know or are unsure of about my muse.
@kissingdeaths
on a normal day candles spread throughout the small open room that she calls her shop are the only source of light. she’s always liked it that way, darkness even when the sun is at it’s highest point. the windows, usually covered by a thick cloak of black fabric, open only in the spring - time and a few months into summer. she may not be an herbal witch, but duty calls ; and, though she finds displeasure in the fact that just anyone can see into her ( now brightly lit ) shop, it does bring for more business. her hand, nails adorned in deep red polish, holds a match clumsily, turning the thin piece of wood between her fingers. the other glides over the smooth white snake basking in the sunlight upon the shop’s main counter - top. the stranger had walked in, soon after lyri had opened shop. she usually left people like them alone, allowing them to snoop for as long as they liked. but this seemed ... DIFFERENT. her hazel eyes follow the other, whose movements have been more like wandering for some time now. ❛ how long are you gonna walk around and touch things ? you know ... if you break it, you buy it. ❜
random rp sentence starters
“ What are you doing here? “
“ I didn’t know you cared. “
“ Who are you? You look kind of familiar. “
“ I’m not just gonna sit by and watch while you’re getting hurt! “
“ I thought you cared. “
“ What happened to us? “
“ Hey, watch out! “
“ You’re not supposed to be in here. “
“ I care about you, you know! “
“ You’re lying to me. “
“ I was lying, okay?! “
“ I didn’t mean to push you away. “
“ You know this is a terrible idea, right? “
“ Don’t lose hope. “
“ What the hell are you doing? “
“ I can’t do this anymore. “
“ You can’t give up, not now! “
“ I should really practice more often. “
“ Am I supposed to know who you are? “
“ Get out of my house! “
“ I’m not in love. “
“ You’re always welcome here, you know. “
“ I really think we should turn around. “
“ This is stupid, this is so stupid… “
“ What was that sound? “
“ Tell me you see that too. “
“ Come on, get up! “
“ Wake up, please! “
“ I can’t lose you too. “
“ I’m not sure how I’m supposed to react to this. “
“ I just want to keep you safe. “
“ You don’t think I’m annoying, do you? “
“ I don’t want to be a burden. “
cricket song - moon hyuna
they will hear the RING of our swords, and they will know what we can do !! by the sweat of our brows, and the strength of our backs … and the courage of our hearts !! LADIES !! HOIST THE COLORS !!
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there weren’t many things or people that hyeon made a point to try & remember, the latter mostly, people were more disappointing than anything else in this world. she had come to learn that early & the hard way. her parents were her first, they made it easy for her to learn though but even as young as she had been, hyeon’s heart was still warm & willing to give everyone a chance only for it to be stomped all over time & time again. it was foolish of her, she’d be willing to admit that with little to no coaxing. but even with her heart so guarded one did manage to sneak within the iron like bars keeping her safe — lyri, HAEUN, a dark haired girl who the caretakers ( or so that’s what they were called but the care they gave was anything but ) they both lived under enjoyed giving a rather hard time. innocent eyes that had already seen SO MUCH could recall peeking through cracked doors to watch a hand rise & strike her closest ( perhaps only ) friend recieve the harsh punishments for god knows what. often times hyeon believed it to be because of the fact that maybe haeun & she were just a little too close, one evening having been caught kissing, other times seen holding hands. the guilt complex in her was … rather inflated because of such an idea, & then one day, her precious haeun was just GONE. disappeared into the night without a trace leaving hyeon utterly & totally alone once again. but as soon as she enters the little shop that familiar feeling of a presence she once knew & cherished returns, leaving her warm like a tea kettle being filled to the brim right before being heated to boil. & then she sees her. she FUCKING SEES HER & she may not get it immediately because it’s been a minute but she knows those wide - set eyes & plump, pink lips are too familiar for it to be a reach. so she calls out her name, tentatively. ❝ h - haeunnie ? … haeun eonnie, is that you ? ❞ voice trembles, only slightly or rather it’s much, hyeon can’t exactly tell at this point, the loud rush of blood to her thumping heart making it hard to hear anything else ! hands that had been stuffed under arms in attempts to keep warm are itching to touch something, anything, to keep her bubbling anxieties at bay. so she opts for ghosting over bottom lip almost expectantly, as if suddenly going to feel her old friend’s lips suddenly upon hers once more.
it’s amusing, how lyri thinks she can run away from her past so easily. she thinks she can leave one place and never have the GRUESOME memories that always follow after her. she should have known better ; after the stunt she pulled, up - and - leaving hyeon at what she had always thought to be another hell on earth. it eats at her every day, and she often wonders what the girl is doing ; how she is holding up. surely, she’s better than when the witch’s presence only earned them PUNISHMENT. they liked each other too much ; they craved each other’s touch in such ways that made the caretakers of the orphanage grip at lyri’s arm ( bruises following suit ) and drag her down the hall. it was always her receiving punishment, it seemed. but she would say anything ( do anything ) to make sure it stayed that way. it would eat at her, day and night, if she knew hyeon was going through anything she had. and it was easy, placing every bit of blame on herself. they all hated her anyway, the ‘ devil’s spawn ’, the ‘ monster ’, the ‘ disgusting little girl ’. the rumors circulating the over - crowded building of other abandoned children were anything to make her want to LEAVE. even if it meant leaving behind the only friend she had ever known to be her own. her heart almost BREAKS, and it hurts too much for her to even look at hyeon now. she speaks a name she hasn’t heard since the day she left, one that she had been hoping to FORGET forever. memories are nothing but anchors, dragging her down, it seems. everything remembered only brings her back to the broken sobs, hands swiping across blood - shot eyes to cover it up, and the smiles soon after that only hyeon had ever known to be FAKE. she takes a breath, staring down at her trembling hands, begging them to stop ( be calm ). her heart is racing, heat rising to her ears and cheeks. ❛ hyeon ... ❜ it’s more of a dry breath, lungs UNWILLING to lend her the ability to breathe in such circumstances. it’s a feeling she knows all to well : REGRET. lyri wants to cry, break down and run to the girl ; hold her in her arms and breathe in her familiar scent. but, it’s too late. such actions are saved for those unlike her, for the people in hyeon’s life who have the best intentions. because so far, lyri has been living her life away from the smaller girl, not even checking up. ❛ hyeon ... yeah, it’s ------ it’s me. ❜
