* ᵈᵃʳᵏⁿᵉˢˢ / 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐲.

a multi-muse ft. huntrix & the saja boys. sung by melanie.

[sajatrix]

this entire multi has been moved to @dreadhour

[byethegrove]

She can’t even look me in the eyes as I lay my heart out. My aching heart. I've held onto this secret too long that the weight of the truth is unbearable. Every time I breathe, my chest forcibly heaves. Everything is caving in, and I can't maintain this gnawing facade anymore. My hands splay out, palms up, exposing the translucent blue jagged lines running over my skin, as I take a small step towards her, "Read me now...Mira, I'm still the Rumi who shares fruit jellys with you after the show, who I save my right seat for." My voice lowers near the end of the sentence and I express lastly, "Please...don't do this."

[sajatrix]

it's a difficult thing trying to understand where rumi is coming from. mira is used to some level of secrecy. (shoot, she has her own share of skeletons in her closet — like she wouldn't dare tell rumi she actually likes that corny kid's show rumi and zoey are always gushing about. she certainly wouldn't admit to the t-shirt with the show's logo on the chest currently hidden at the bottom of a pile of clothes.) things feel differently lately. when everything she's so used to suddenly flips on her … she can't help the walls going up, despite rumi's pleas. ❝ are you, rumi? are you the same? because i don't know what what i'm reading lately. it's not you. or us. ❞

[sajatrix]

"I wear sunglasses so no one can tell what I'm looking at." She's inches away from his abs

even if she hadn't been wearing the sunglasses – given the level and direction in which her head was turned (and the not-so-subtle tinge of red hues coloring her face), it's pretty obvious where she'd been stearing. arms raised, crossing behind the back of his head as he gave an exaggerated stretch that popped off one of his buttons, showing off just a bit of his abs. for a moment he doesn't say anything and holds back the grin threatening to expose itself. but the moments that pass can contain him no longer. especially not after such an outlandish statement. a hand reaches down and abby hooks a finger over the nose of her sunglasses, tugging it down just enough to expose her eyes. ❝ if you wanted a sneak peek, all you had to do was ask. ❞

[sajatrix]

yall... am i reaching or do abby and romance look like they could be twins/siblings? same brows and nose structure and hair color??? like remove the hair and tell me that's not the same face??

[idolrisen]

@sajatrix  said:  sit,  i  made  enough  for  both  of  us / mira

  tension  melted  from  rumi's  shoulders  at  the  other's  words ,  a  small  smile  gracing  her  lips  as  it  does.  exhaustion  still  present  in  her  limbs ,  she  closed  the  small  amount  of  distance  between  them  before  basically  melting  against  the  other  once  seated.  ❝ have  i  mentioned  you're  my  favorite  person  in  the  universe  ever ? ❞

Prompt ( Accepting ) 

[sajatrix]

they were still on the mend after … everything. no one really had the heart to bring up the events following the days that passed quite yet, but one thing is for certain: they're stronger than ever. it'll just take a little adjustment period after learning truths and after putting an end to the boys. (sad to say, maybe they were growing on her a little.) victory ramyeon was very well deserved and it was a step forward in showing rumi they were going to be okay. that they were still family. as soon as she felt rumi's head against her shoulder, an arm slips around her, followed by the other – squeezing her friend within her embrace. ❝ you're only saying that because food is involved, aren't you? ❞ she laughs, her cheek resting against the other's temple.

[sajatrix]

if rumi or mira knew she was spending her free time hanging out with a demon that she should be putting an end to … well, something tells her rumi wouldn't have as many words for her as mira would. which is why zoey has kept these stolen moments with their enemy a secret.

silent moments simply being within one another's presence, basking in moments of peace, eventually had broken when one – then the other, slowly began to confide in another. turns out, it's really easy to allow the floodgates open once she started to feel even a modicum of trust and respect towards the other.

somehow she had mentioned her insecurities: being too much, having to conceal much of who she was before she scared the others away. he hadn't ridiculed her or made any comment that would make her feel shame for how she felt.

and now, as she sits beside him near the koi pond, fingers dip into the water. she watches it ripple as she offered the same safe space to mystery. his words causing her to glance from the ripples – a smile beginning to form. (hesitant to start, then warming into something genuine.)

❝ me too. i mean … you've been the same way with me. i can't believe how easy it is to just talk to you. ❞ she studies him a moment, the smile frozen in place beginning to falter just slightly as the realization dawned on her. this won't last, will it? (but she could wish.) / @soure-iteo … continued.

[sajatrix]

WHAT’S YOUR ROLE IN A FOUND FAMILY DYNAMIC?

the protective one. it does not require much for you to take someone under your wing. you have a knack for seeing the best in others and rooting for them, and they look up to you in turn. they feel that you are safe to go to in times of chaos or strife, and are calmed by your presence. you take extra measures to make sure everyone feels supported. things that others might not even consider, you have already likely accounted for. in most scenarios, you are "the leader." your struggles tend to come from your desire to provide things to others. you want to give, to see those you love happy, to make wherever you are a place of comfort. your failures hit you hard because you see this as your responsibility, and you hate to let people down. ...okay, yes, there's no avoiding it: this is the parent friend.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤtagged by: @honmoonsworn

[sajatrix]

uninvited and unwelcome, yet he still makes his presence known. fingertips running along the open page of her notebook, noting all the scratched through lyrics, eraser marks. clearly the song in the works was meant to diss the saja boys and yet – he can't help but to feel impressed. the lyrics came packed with a punch. as his gaze ran across the next few lines, he stopped, brows beginning to furrow with the incline of his head as he tapped at a couple of lines in particular. ❝ a demon with no feelings don't deserve to live … is that what you think? that demons don't feel? ❞ his gaze left the page, finding hers. a subtle sweep of her person as his eyes traveled to a set of demon marks, lingering for a moment as thought to make a point. / @stolenfates  … starter call.

[chimiriah]

[sajatrix]

okay i'm officially going iconless for a little while. starters will be handled a little later while i work on drafts and inbox. (both are being queued btw, whereas starters will quick post upon completion.)

[sajatrix]

STARTER CALL.ᐟ.ᐟ  specifying is not required, but definitely welcome. muses featured: abby, baby, jinu, mira, mystery, romance, rumi, zoey.

[sajatrix]

i was chatting with a friend over the weekend and they had me consider zoey being a child of divorce while living in burbank. (specifically because of the golden mv where her arms are being tugged in two directions.) and honestly, i vibe with it. it's my canon now.

[erobret]

@sajatrix : zoey

❝ DID ---- DID YOU JUST GREEN SHELL ME ?? ❞ mouth fell open as her character ( king boo ) spun around on the track . she shot a glare at zoey , but it wasn't anything serious . sure , mira loved to win at everything but she could make an exception every once in a while . this though ? this was a slimey trick ! she will have her revenge ! ❝ i have a banana peel just for you now ! ❞

[sajatrix]

even if they don't often get the couch adventures they deserve, they can at least afford moments like these. a friendly game of mario kart with mira, while rumi was who knows where. (likely with jinu, but who is she to judge?) a look of pure concentration and the tip of her tongue sticking out as she stares at the screen and ignores her friend beside her. ❝ all is fair in love and war, ❞ she says matter of factly -- and would you look at that? princess peach just got another turtle shell from the box she'd driven through. ❝ don't mind me! ❞ she calls out, launching the shell in an attempt in king boo's direction.

[sajademonsx]

@sajatrix  Baby  Saja  says  to  Mystery:   “   can  you  remember  who  you  were  before?   ”

                      ↳   from  POPULAR  TROPES  AND  CLICHÉ  QUOTES

Mystery’s  scrolling  through  his  phone  when  he  hears  the  question.  Doesn’t  even  look  up  from  whatever  Tiktok  rabbit  hole  he’s  fallen  into  when  he  answers,  “  Doesn’t  matter.  ”  He  keeps  swiping,  thumb  on  autopilot,  that  muscle  memory  scroll  everyone’s  got  hardwired  now.  His  legs  are  propped  up  on  the  table,  surrounded  by  last  night’s  leftover  chicken  and  ramen  cups  that  might  even  be  from  last  week. Someone  left  a  half-empty  bubble  tea  on  the  sound  system  –  the  condensation  ring’s  definitely  going  to  piss  off  Romance,  but  that’s  tomorrow’s  problem.  Baby’s  still  waiting,  and  Mystery  can  feel  it  without  looking.

Here's  the  thing  about  being  in  a  manufactured  boy  group:  suddenly  everyone  thinks  everyone’s  best  friends.  He  didn't  sign  up  for  group  therapy,  he  signed  up  to  not  die. And  honestly?  Some  people  just  aren’t  wired  for  group  sharing  circles.  He  sighs,  the  soft  click  of  his  phone  locking  breaks  the  quiet  before  he  finally  looks  up,  “   Wae  (  why  )  ?   ”  He  gestures  lazily  to  the  mirrored  walls,  the  Ring  lights  they  use  for  live  streams,  everything  that  screams  ‘  content  creation  factory  ’.  “   Who  were  you  before  this?   ”

[sajatrix]

the more he's above whatever that hell beneath the honmoon is, the more he becomes sentient. no longer the zombified version of himself. no longer spacing out and only responding when referred to. he is... becoming. what? he does not know just yet. he only knows he's starting to think for himself more. they're all here together because of a common goal and because baby trusts in jinu and his vision. but ... what if there was more?

there's a reason they all become demons in the first place. and part of him wants to know why.

so instead of cleaning up most of his mess (yikes, the trash and containers of food and boba really are starting to pile up around here, huh?), baby finds himself leaning back in his swivel chair, his feet using just enough energy to sway him from one side to the other.

❝ i don't remember ... you don't care about who you were? what happened to all of us? ❞ a genuine question, one not meaning to pry.

[sajatrix]

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[tragicwrit]

𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅 for you weirdos who like happiness

we  could  stay  here  forever,  just  you  and  me.

promise  me  this  will  last.

my  cheeks  hurt  from  all  this  smiling.

no,  i’m  not  blushing!

i  hope  this  night  never  ends!

i’m  happiest  when  i’m  with  you.

you’re  my  home.

i  can’t  remember  the  last  time  i’ve  been  this  happy.

tonight  was  amazing.

i  think  i’m  in  love  with  you.

i’ve  fallen  in  love  with  you.

my  heart  beats  for  you.

you’re  amazing.

i  can’t  stop  laughing!

who  said  to  stop  kissing  me?

when  i  wake  up,  i  hope  you’re  still  there.

hold  me  a  little  while  longer.

i  think  my  hand  was  meant  to  fit  in  yours.

dance  with  me!

be  my  forever  dance  partner?

[sajatrix]

a mild look of surprise transforms into one of amusement. though, his eyes move from the end of her weapon to meet her gaze, then back again. (for safety measures, of course.)

❝ you know, we really should stop meeting like this. – every time we cross paths, you're either glaring daggers or holding the sharp end of your sword at me. haven't you ever heard of being civil? ❞ a wide grin is cracked, his finger just touching the end of the weapon and with a careful push, he guides it to face an adjacent angle rather than facing him head on.

@multianime  … starter call.