#𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝐃𝐀𝐙𝐄.

yoo sikyung.

[yunnieeeeeee]

⸻ again? again.

⤷ @sikyungmk

so here's the thing about doyun: he's a constant buzzing in certain people's ears, he's bad at math (and says it's because he's queer), and he can and will leave deadlines until the last minute and claims he works better under pressure while he shifts his weight from one foot to the other in front of sikyung's dorm door and two coffees in tow because he knows they're going to be up for a while because of said deadline he pushed off. this wasn't the first time that doyun has shown up at his dorm because he needed help with an academic assignment (practicals, he was totally fine; academics were just a beast that could not be tamed without copious amounts of medication that he had stopped taking somewhere between leaving high school and starting at lumera).

so when doyun sighs at himself and rolls his eyes skyward at his own ineptitudes, he thinks maybe he should really stop waiting until the last minute to do his assignments. and then he remembers that he's been thinking the same thing for the last several years and that hasn't changed yet, so he'll probably forget his apprehension after his assignment is done and then continue to put things off until he graduates by the skin on his back. c's get degrees, after all. (nevermind that augs would turn a stern look that looked out of place on his cute, fuzzy face for that statement.)

he shuffles the coffees so they're in one hand and finally reaches out to land a knock on the front of sikyung's door, quickly moving the drinks back so he doesn't accidentally drop one—least of all sikyung's. that's his in today, his bribe for his friend because it's not an uncommon occurrence for doyun to show up only a few days before he has an assignment due and whine that he needs help. he just keeps going to sikyung specifically because he likes to bother him, and well he continues to entertain doyun's dramatics and that's good enough for doyun.

when the door swings open, doyun plasters his best apologetic smile on his face and holds the black coffee out as a peace offering of sorts. "hi," he starts, his backpack a considerable and literal weight on his shoulders, "i brought coffee."

[sikyungmk]

ㅤㅤㅤthings  are  simple  with  sikyung,  if  he's  not  actively  in  class,  he's  not  actively  doing  schoolwork.  instead,  he  finds  himself  lying  down  in  his  bed  with  an  open  book  over  his  eyes  because  perhaps  he  did  fall  asleep  trying  to  do  schoolwork.  can  you  blame  him  ?  who  actually  wants  to  be  forced  to  read  ?  the  answer  would  be  nobody  and  that's  why  sikyung  has  his  eyes  closed,  hot  air  through  his  nose  hitting  the  pages  of  his  book  while  ssam  sleeps  comfortably  in  his  lap.

ㅤㅤㅤof  course  ssam  had  tried  to  get  sikyung  to  do  the  work,  emphasizing  that  he  needs  to  start  figuring  out  what  he  wants  to  do  with  his  life  because  if  he  doesn't  then  he's  going  to  end  up  right  back  on  the  streets  once  he's  out  of  lumera.  it's  a  common  fight  between  them,  one  that  makes  fire  dance  in  sikyung's  eyes  and  has  him  shutting  down  anything  that  ssam  has  to  say.  he  knows  deep  down  that  his  companion  is  just  looking  out  for  him,  but  when  it  comes  to  a  future  sikyung's  not  even  sure  he  wants,  he  hates  talking  about  it.

ㅤㅤㅤthere's  the  slightest  bit  of  anger  still  coursing  through  his  veins  when  he  hears  the  knock  at  the  door.  at  first,  sikyung  ignores  it,  not  wanting  to  deal  with  whoever  the  fuck  is  coming  to  bother  him  (  probably  his  fucking  neighbor  having  some  more  shit  to  say  ).  yet,  when  he  hears  the  knock  again,  he's  huffing,  ssam  moving  off  of  his  lap  so  sikyung  can  stand,  brows  furrowed  and  an  angry  little  pout  on  his  lips  as  he's  tugging  open  the  door,  "what—"  the  anger  charged  sentence  drops  from  his  mouth  at  seeing  doyun  on  the  other  side  of  the  door,  a  coffee  being  extended  towards  him.

ㅤㅤㅤsikyung  being  offered  coffee  automatically  makes  the  fire  sizzle  from  his  eyes,  but  coming  from  doyun  ?  it  suddenly  has  his  heart  beginning  to  beat  a  faster  pace  in  his  chest.  oh,  what  a  simple  boy  does  to  him—  something  that  has  ssam  rolling  his  eyes  and  walking  back  from  sikyung's  side  at  the  door  to  his  comfy  little  corner  of  the  bed,  eyes  closing  once  again.

ㅤㅤㅤ"hi,"  sikyung's  voice  is  gentle  when  he  speaks  (  albeit  a  little  foggy  with  sleep  ),  as  it  usually  is  when  it  comes  to  doyun.  something  he's  reprimanded  himself  for  on  the  daily,  but  he  can't  help  it.  for  never  wanting  to  give  his  heart  to  someone,  it  sure  does  go  haywire  when  doyun  is  around  looking  all  cute  and  shit.  "trying  to  bribe  your  way  in  ?"  even  though  sikyung  is  already  stepping  aside  to  let  doyun  in,  the  door  closing  behind  them  as  he  guides  him  back  to  his  room  and  plops  down  on  his  bed  once  again.  "please  tell  me  we  don't  have  to  study,  i  already  tried."  sikyung  motions  to  the  left-for-dead  items  of  schoolwork  all  over  his  bed.  "can  i  nap  while  you  work  ?"

[jonathanxmk]

if anyone had told jonathan a year ago that he'd find comfort in someone who could burn the place to the ground, he would have flinched and called them a madman. yet he was, and does, even though sometimes he wonders how it came to be.

he's always been a easy target, despite trying to avoid being noticed at all. it wasn't as if he was often bothered by people, but he hadn't started to properly grow into himself as a freshman then. could teeter between too awkward and too honest, saying how he felt and unable to catch when he was being talked down to. the fire that fluttered before him was warm and a bit intimidating, and when he drew his gaze upwards and looked into the other's eyes, he thought that there was something sad in them.

if anyone told jonathan a year ago he'd gain a pseudo-sibling out of that fire, he'd chuckle aimlessly and wonder why anyone would really care to bother.

sikyung treated him sometimes as he was someone to take care of, but never someone to coddle, and over time it turned into this: a comfortable kind of relationship—a head on his lap and no sign of anxiety or worry to riddle his body. it was calm and for him, calm was safety.

calm enough that without looking away from the screen he gently flicks the other man's forehead, brows furrowing as he swiped through song after song. his finger rubs over the spot he flicked gently in a unspoken apology soon after, not wanting to actually cause harm despite the playful unspoken 'shut up' that colored the previous action. he could barely feel sikyung's heartbeat from here, and he wondered when he allowed someone else to get that close to him.

"none of them feels right, though," he murmurs petulantly, switching from the upbeat les beautes du diable to the more soft il tempo delle cose, only to frown at the choice immediately after. "shit," he huffs into the air, absently chewing on his lip as he moved from one song after another in rapid succession. "if... if it's not perfect it will ruin the mood..." it was peaceful where they were, the area shaded on the quad, barely any students milling about although it was in the middle of the day. he enjoyed the time they shared like this, sikyung seemingly always willing to hangout despite his initial grumpy demeanor.

"unless... you think you can pick a better one?" he asks yet doesn't move to hand over the device. sikyung knew how important it was to him to have the right playlist set, something that could set the right tone for everything else to follow. "at this rate i mines as well play my violin..." he looks over to the black case nearby, considering it before absently flicking his fingers, a soothing method as his frustration grew. "...live music or spotify?" he asked instead, fingers reaching to do something else, landing in sikyung's hair, moving across his scalp gently as he waited on the answer.

[sikyungmk]

ㅤㅤㅤjonathan  was  cute  when  he  was  like  this.  so  much  so  that  sikyung,  despite  the  sun  beating  down  on  them  and  glimmering  in  his  eyes,  he  couldn't  keep  them  off  of  johnny.  he  felt  content,  something  that  sikyung  rarely  felt  on  a  day  to  day  basis,  always  having  his  thoughts  go  a  mile  a  minute  before  he  explodes  and  they  go  silent.  right  now  though,  with  his  head  rested  on  johnny's  lap,  he  feels  like  all  of  his  worries  never  existed  in  the  first  place.

ㅤㅤㅤit  was  a  strange  feeling,  to  care  so  much  about  another  person  that  life  was  just  easy  around  them.  sikyung  never  thought  he'd  ever  have  that  again,  not  since  his  brother  had  passed  away  all  those  years  ago.  it  was  partly  because  he  was  afraid  no  one  would  like  who  he  was  aenough  to  be  able  to  tolerate  him  and  the  other  part  was  that  he  didn't  let  people  get  close  enough  to  be  able  to  do  was  johnny  does  to  him.

ㅤㅤㅤthat's  clear  with  the  way  sikyung  lets  johnny's  finger  collide  with  his  forehead,  a  small  little  ow  leaving  sikyung's  lips  and  not  an  outburst  of  rage—  flame  overtaking  the  skin  on  his  body  and  fire  dancing  in  his  irises.  sikyung  would  let  johnny  do  anything  to  him  and  that's  more  of  a  show  of  trust  than  anything  else  in  the  world,  especially  because  he  knows  that  johnny  would  never  hurt  him  intentionally.  the  way  his  finger  caresses  the  skin  where  he'd  flicked  him  goes  to  show  that.

ㅤㅤㅤsikyung,  watching  johnny  above  him,  can't  help  the  little  smile  that  sets  on  his  face.  completely  amused  with  the  was  johnny  was,  quirky  in  his  own  way.  he  knew  how  much  music  meant  to  johnny,  but  sometimes  he  could  be  a  bit  too  much  of  a  perfectionist,  "johnny,"  he  starts,  trying  to  get  the  younger  boy's  attention,  "baby—"  sikyung  grabs  ahold  of  the  other's  hand,  intertwining  their  fingers  together.  maybe  it's  a  bit  of  a  ploy  to  get  johnny's  attention  away  from  his  phone  as  sikyung  snatches  the  device  from  his  hand,  but  the  second  their  fingers  are  settled  together,  sikyung  knows  he's  not  letting  go.

ㅤㅤㅤ"the  mood  is  just  fine,  i  don't  think  anything  could  ruin  the  mood  as  long  as  you're  next  to  me."  it's  cheesy  sure,  but  there's  so  much  sincerity  in  his  voice  that  if  it  was  the  sikyung  before  he  met  johnny  looking  down  on  them,  he'd  be  fake  gagging.  "you  know  i  won't  say  no  to  hearing  you  play  though."  one  of  sikyung's  favorite  things  was  to  lie  in  johnny's  bed,  curled  up  in  his  blankets  as  the  other  practiced  one  of  his  favorites,  "in  fact,  i  think  it'd  be  better  than  anything  you  could  find  on  spotify."  sikyung  squeezing  johnny's  hand  that  was  held  in  his  own,  pushing  back  into  the  fingers  running  through  his  hair.

[sikyungmk]

🍉

🍉 — what is your favorite healthy snack? (asked by @xuemk as well).

ㅤㅤㅤ"probably  fruit— is  that  a  lame  fucking  answer  ?"  his  brows  furrow  when  he  says  it.  "i  used  to  love  cooking  actually...  back  when— yeah,  a  long  time  ago  i  did.  i  haven't  cooked  for  myself  in  a  while,  so  something  that  takes  no  effort  like  an  apple  or  an  orange  i'd  say  are  my  go  to."

[sikyungmk]

🐺

🐺 — if you could be an animal, what would you be and why?

ㅤㅤㅤ"a  dragon—"  it's  a  stupid  answer,  but  it's  one  that  has  a  rare  smile  curling  up  the  corners  of  his  lips.  "but  really,  i  guess  i  haven't  really  thought  about  it.  maybe  i'd  be  ssam ?  just  to  see  how  he  puts  up  with  my  bullshit  all  day  long  and  then  get  free  cuddles  whenever  he  wants."

[sikyungmk]

🦐

🦐 — do you eat seafood? what is your favorite seafood dish?

ㅤㅤㅤ"not  particularly."  he  shrugs,  "do  you  ever  bite  into  something  and  it  has  the  oddest  texture  and  you're  not  sure  how  to  feel ?  that's  how  i  feel  with  seafood.  like  some  of  them  have  strange  chew  textures—  especially  lobster  and  crab."

[sikyungmk]

🆚

🆚 — do you think you'd win in a fight? (asked by @yeseulmk as well).

ㅤㅤㅤsikyung  scoffs,  a  roll  of  his  eyes  following.  the  cockiness  in  him  starts  buzzing  through  his  body,  "of  course  i  would."  maybe  there's  a  little  voice  in  the  back  of  his  head  telling  him  to  stop  being  so  sure  of  himself  when  he  knows  his  powers  can  be  volatile.  "set  someone  on  fire  and  watch  what  happens  to  them."

[sikyungmk]

🥺

🥺 — are you the type to wear your heart on your sleeve? (asked by @mkmoka as well).

ㅤㅤㅤit's  a  simple  answer,  so  much  so  that  it  almost  makes  sikyung  laugh  a  little  bit.  something  maniacal  and  haunting  spreading  throughout  his  veins,  "not  at  all,"  sometimes  he  wishes  he  still  did,  like  when  he  was  just  a  little  boy  with  wonder  and  sparkle  in  his  eyes,  but  he  grew  up,  he  saw  things  that  someone  his  age  should  never  have  to  see,  "i  think  it  makes  you  weak.  why  would  you  wear  it  so  proudly  if  the  world  is  so  cruel  ?"

[sikyungmk]

ㅤㅤㅤthere's  something  about  jonathan  that  makes  sikyung's  heart  soar.  obviously  there's  an  easy  explanation  to  why  he  feels  this  way— johnny  reminds  him  of  his  younger  brother  in  so  many  ways.  the  moment  sikyung  had  seen  the  other  on  campus,  he  had  to  do  a  double  take.  the  dark  hair,  the  posture,  even  the  clothes  he  wore  reminded  sikyung  of  the  person  he'd  spent  most  of  his  teenage  life  protecting  and  for  a  moment  he  loses  his  footing,  almost  tripping  over  some  fucking  dip  in  the  ground  before  he  catches  himself.

ㅤㅤㅤit's  jarring,  that's  a  simple  word  to  describe  his  feelings  in  that  moment.  so  much  so  that  he  finds  himself  standing  up  for  johnny  when  a  pair  of  upperclassmen  won't  leave  him  alone.  maybe  setting  their  shoes  on  fire  wasn't  the  best  way  to  go  about  it,  but  sikyung  being  sikyung,  there's  always  a  little  nagging  voice  in  his  head  that  says  hurt.

ㅤㅤㅤyet,  when  he  approaches  the  young  boy,  someone  back  then  he  would  have  no  idea  would  end  up  meaning  so  much  to  him,  there's  an  alarming  mantra  playing  over  and  over  again  in  his  head,  kind  of  like  a  light  up  sign  at  a  store  late  at  night.  protect  him.

ㅤㅤㅤsikyung  had  spent  so  many  years  trying  to  dismantle  the  idea  that  he  could  feel  anything  akin  to  love.  he  always  thought  that  what  last  bit  of  love  and  hope  he  had  inside  of  him  died  along  with  his  brother.  but  somehow,  as  he  lays  his  head  in  the  younger  man's  lap,  peering  up  at  him  while  johnny  tinkers  with  his  phone,  trying  to  pick  the  best  song  for  them  to  listen  to,  sikyung  feels  his  heart  pump  rapidly  in  his  chest.  "johnny,"  he  whispers,  not  wishing  to  break  the  gentle  moment,  "i  don't  think  you're  going  to  like  any  of  the  songs  you  pick  at  this  rate."

the sight of you makes my heart weak. — closed for @jonathanxmk.

[neohyune]

buns and bo 𓄼

open starter

it was a quiet sunday afternoon around the luna dormitory. many students were either at clubs or hanging around the more popular parts of campus. haotian however preferred to spend these times away from the hustle and bustle of student life, and spend some time in the luna dormitory gardens. sitting on the stone edge of the fountain, haotian held an open book in his lap. nestled against his right leg was bo, his trusty companion.

the shiba inu was a bit grumpy that afternoon though. haotian had promised him some delicious milk buns if he'd just sit still for a while and not distract the magic user with his yapping. he'd been a good boy for at least an hour and now it was time for his reward. the companion had started nudging haotian's legs about five minutes ago but the other did not budge.

haotian, engrossed in his text book on soul magic I of course had noticed his companion's antics but had chosen to remain silent. fingers decorated by many different band-aids gently flipped through the pages and gave a deep sigh when he finished reading the chapter he'd been working on. bo had become insufferable by now, having jumped up on his hind legs, muttering unintelligible things, and was now pawing at haotian's shoulder bag which was placed next to him on the cold stone.

"you're too impatient.." haotian mumbled as he lifted his gaze from the book and glanced at his companion who simply snorted in response. pushing his glasses further up his nose first, haotian then reached towards his bag just as bo had managed to stick his nose underneath the flap. "alright, alright." the young man flipped open his bag, rummaging inside it with one hand before holding out a slightly flattened bun. bo didn't seem to care about the food's appearance though as he immediately snatched it from haotian's hand and began gobbling it up.

"can i go back to my studying now please?" haotian asked, though it was more of a rhetorical question. pulling the collar of his black coat up a bit more - it had started to become a bit windy - haotian once again focused on his book and failed to notice the approaching figure.

[sikyungmk]

ㅤㅤㅤsikyung  wouldn't  say  he's  big  on  studying.  sure,  his  grades  are  fine  and  he  passes  his  classes,  but  as  a  third  year,  level  c  student  without  a  major  decided ?  it  was  clear  he  could  care  less.  perhaps  it  comes  down  to  the  fact  that  ever  since  his  brother  died  he'd  been  doing  what  he  could  to  survive,  that  he  had  to  give  up  having  dreams  and  hopes  long  before  that  even,  so  when  he's  left  to  his  own  devices  with  nothing  else  to  live  for— well,  that's  clearly  a  recipe  for  disaster.

ㅤㅤㅤhe's  not  sure  what  he's  doing  at  lumera.  maybe  it's  the  fact  he  likes  to  have  a  place  he  can  somewhat  call  home  or  maybe  it's  the  fact  he's  finally  found  a  few  people  that  have  begun  to  give  him  some  glimmer  of  hope  again.  despite  all  of  that,  sikyung  had  never  wanted  to  be  a  hero.  at  least,  not  any  longer.

ㅤㅤㅤif  his  mother  was  still  alive  it  would  probably  be  a  different  story.  he'd  want  to  live  as  much  of  a  fantastical  life  as  she  did.  sikyung  even  remembers  a  time  like  that  when  he  was  younger,  daydreaming  about  the  kind  of  person  he  would  be  when  he  grew  up  as  he  followed  in  his  mother's  footsteps,  but  when  she  was  gone,  daydreaming  wasn't  really  an  option  anymore.  he  doesn't  even  know  why  he's  thinking  about  any  of  that  right  now,  especially  after  a  long  day  of  classes  that  he  did  not  have  fun  in.  

ㅤㅤㅤin  fact,  all  sikyung  wanted  right  now  was  to  shut  his  eyes  and  pretend  the  world  around  him  didn't  exist.  yet,  despite  choosing  a  relatively  peaceful  area  of  his  dorm,  he  could  still  hear  something  yapping  in  his  fucking  ear  and  it  was  starting  to  make  his  skin  boil.  a  small  rage  inside  of  him  that  was  not  letting  up  as  the  seconds  passed.  small  flames  begin  dancing  in  his  eyes,  the  hair  on  his  arms  standing  up  as  he  looks  over  the  field  towards— of  course,  it's  his  own  fucking  roommate,  "dude,"  sikyung's  voice  is  strained,  "can  you  like  pay  a  little  more  attention  to  keeping  the  fucking  peace ?"

[magickairp]

Welcome to magickai's first ask game! With this little icebreaker ask game we hope it will be a fun way to learn more about each others muses and to foster lots of IC interactions! To participate in the ask game you must REBLOG this post! We ask that you only send questions in to other muses who reblog the post! All questions are to be answered IN-CHARACTER. Please send at least FIVE questions to different muses for them to answer. If you answer and send out at least five questions to other muses who chose to participate you will earn +7 POINTS. This game will run until NOVEMBER 30TH at 11:59pm EST. All requirements must be completed by the deadline to be able to redeem points. Please tag all posts with MKASKGAME and of course: have fun!

✦ SEND AN EMOJI FOR A ANSWER :

🥺 - are you the type to wear your heart on your sleeve?

😂 - are you the funny one in your friend group?

🍉 - what is your favorite healthy snack?

😭 - how do you handle sadness?

👀 - are you naturally curious?

🏡 - would you prefer a townhouse, an apartment, cabin, cottage, or an actual house?

™️ - what are phrases you say often enough that it becomes a catchphrase?

🌘 - do you believe in conspiracy theories?

😈 - if you were a supernatural creature, what sort of creature would you be and why?

🟣 - what is your favorite color? what do you think this says about you?

🏅- have you ever won any athletic competition, professional or amateur?

📝- do you like to journal? if so, what about?

🦐 - do you eat seafood? what is your favorite seafood dish?

🍕- was is your favorite junk food? least favorite?

👔- do you enjoy dressing up for social events? if so what is your go-to outfit?

📭 - do you get the mail every day, or do you let it accumulate?

📦 - do you keep the boxes from online orders? what was your last online purchase?

🪚 - do you have carpentry skills? if so, what was the last thing you built?

⛺️ - are you a camper, or a glamper?

🎠 - do you enjoy going to carnivals or theme parks? where do you like to go?

🏖️ - do you like to go on vacation when possible? where is your favorite place to go?

⛰️ - would you live in a remote location? if so, where?

🎨 - do you enjoy painting? what do you like to paint?

🎭 - how often do you attend the theater? what was your favorite performance?

🚵🏻‍♀️ - what is your preferred physical activity?

🧗🏽‍♀️- what is something on your bucket list?

🖋️ - what is the sort of story you would write, if you were an author?

🍳 - what is your favorite breakfast food or meal?

🍠 - if you had a garden, what would you grow?

🌲 - do you enjoy being out in nature?

🧸 - do you still own stuffed animals from your childhood?

🛁 - do you prefer taking a bath or a shower?

🆚 - do you think you'd win in a fight?

🇨🇿 - have you ever traveled to a foreign country? what was your experience?

🏹 - do you have any cool hobbies or special skills?

🍇 - what is your favorite fruit? least favorite?

☃️ - what is your favorite holiday? least favorite?

🌧️ - when it is raining outside, what do you like to do?

🫎 - what’s an animal you have never seen in person but want to see?

🐺 - if you could be an animal, what would you be and why?

💕 - what’s the most romantic thing you have ever done for someone? what’s the thing another have done for you?

[sikyungmk]

hello  !  excited  to  be  in  this  group,  i'm  ren  and  i  use  she/her  pronouns  and  this  here  is  my  little  fireball  (  literally  )  sikyung.  you  can  find  all  of  his  info  in  the  links  below  !  sorry i did not have the time to condense all of his info into bullets, but his bio is pretty straight forward 😓 i'll also be working on a little headcanons page within the next few days for more little facts about him. anyways ! if  you'd  like  to  plot,  please  hit  the  heart  and  i  will  make  my  way  to  you  as  soon  as  i  can.

STATISTICS. BIOGRAPHY. WANTED PLOTS. — trigger warning  for  abuse,  torture,  and  suicide.

[hyunchans]

HYUNJIN :: ＜樂-STAR＞ SKZFLIX

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       ˚       ☆       𝐲𝐨𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠    ‚    tag drop .

˚       ☆       𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫    ‚    visage . ˚       ☆       𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫    ‚    study . ˚       ☆       𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫    ‚    prose . ˚       ☆       𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫    ‚    ism . ˚       ☆       𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫    ‚    tunes . ˚       ☆       𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫    ‚    convo . ˚       ☆       𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫    ‚    meme . ˚       ☼       𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫    ‚    ooc .