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[grouchydairy]

IU

[violessa-blog]

“Why can’t you listen to a single thing I say?!”

           “Why can’t you show some respect?!” Was it their first fight? Hardly so. In fact, it wouldn’t even be the first time they had landed themselves into a very similar fight. Knowing the both of them, the outcome wasn’t going to be much different this time, either. It was what it was: no more than a waste of time — but did either of them care about that? Obviously not. Add together some of the most prideful, stubborn people, and a never-ending cycle of catfights is what you’ll get. “’Violet, please be careful, that toaster might give you a jumpscare,’” she suddenly spoke up, her tone of voice dripping with mockery. “Hear how polite that sounds? Now let’s recite your exact words, I believe they were along the lines of ‘VIOLET, GET THE HELL AWAY FROM THE TOASTER BEFORE YOU BREAK IT.’”

             Her gaze dropped to the device that had landed on the floor with a single smack of her hand, having merely been trying to protect herself from the unexpected attack ( or what she had deemed to be an attack, at least ). “It’s your own fault for yelling at me, you and that.. thing, both of you! This wouldn’t have happened if you had calmly told me to step away!“

[lxtent]

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Send “✖” if you think my oc is well written.

[ *coughs splutter dies a thousand deaths* I honestly don’t know what to say >_< Thank you so much you absolute cutie ;; ]

I disappeared for a really long time when we were talking and I FEEL TERRIBLE FOR IT >_< I hope you can forgive me, but knowing you think my muse is well written makes me feel so honoured. Your muse is so much more amazing and deserving of praise *picks up the crosses and throws them to you* Thank you for being with Leo and me from the very first day. I adore yooooo ^^ ]

[shadowraiths-archived-blog]

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          ✿  five times my muse almost             texted yours, and the one time             they did.

    ( — text : draft — ) I am so hungry.  Let me     eat your liver.

   ( — text : draft — ) Sometimes I just want to     have a night of indiscretion and not worry about     the consequences the next day.

   ( — text : draft — ) God, being a lady is really     hard at times.  All I want to do is scream ‘fuck’     at times and I can’t because it’s not polite.

   ( — text : draft — ) Is it a faux pas to eat     someone in public?

   ( — text : draft — ) Back in the day, a lady of the     night didn’t really have to hide.  Today’s society     is so stiff.. 

   ( — text : sent — ) Eating six tubs of ice cream     is normal, right?

[violessa-blog]

♚ psycho.

Imagine dreaming, yet awakening so abruptly that you have no recollection of who you are or where you are for a moment. Lingering in a world that is so very different from the reality that it makes you question almost everything. Generally, this feeling only lasts throughout the initial shock of waking up. For Violet? Not so much.

A green forest turns into gray buildings in what seems to take no more than a split second. One moment, there is silence. The next, loud and unfamiliar noises and a blaring siren ringing inside of her head. Confusion rises, as does fear. Violet has never been one to get scared so easily, but something very strange seems to be going on, and if it weren’t for the fact that she’s almost positive that it is all just a nightmare, she definitely would have freaked out already. Instead, wary eyes scan the dull streets surrounding her, keeping a tight grip on the sword that lingered in her hands. Nightmare or not, fact remained that she felt oddly uncomfortable, and she would make sure that she’d be ready in case needed.

Her feet move cautiously across the road, and with every step she takes she makes sure to scan her surroundings, ensuring that she will not suddenly be cornered. ( Force of nature; even in what she assumes to be nothing but a dream. ) Her instincts tell her not to let down her guard, that it might all just be a trap. She is highly aware of every single sound around her, from the quiet chirping of the birds, to the loud engines of cars not too far away. Nothing is making sense and it is slowly starting to drive her insane. There is nobody to be found, nobody to respond to her questions and give her some answers. Could it be that they were simply trying to test her? She still had a reputation to uphold, after all.

While Violet was trying desperately hard to figure it all out, it is the exact same siren that she had heard before that catches her full attention now. The volume of it increases, a deafening sound that drowns out all the other noise around her. She can feel her heartbeat rising, her eyes widening as she tries to find the source of it all.

And that’s when she comes face to face with it. A robotic creature, roaring at her on full blast.  There is no recognition in her eyes whatsoever, and for a moment she seems to be frozen in place, blocking the entire road with her presence. Never before has she seen a creature like that one in front of her. It doesn’t happen very often that Violet finds herself unable to move (if it ever happens at all), but this monster is simply beyond her darkest adventures. She has been on many, many quests, has battled so many wars; but none of that compared to the metal devil screaming at her.

If this wasn’t going to be the death of her, she might as well become immortal.

Yet Violet has never been one to give up, and when she finally seems to be able to move her body again, she doesn’t hesitate for even the slightest of seconds. Her sword is swiftly swung through the air, the sharp edges loudly colliding against the metal of what supposedly was a monster to the female. She can feel her entire body vibrate with the impact of the clash, but it doesn’t stop her from going at it again, and again, and again. There was nothing in the world that could stop a sword from killing it, was there?

Right. And when she finally realises the dark pair of eyes that has been staring at her from inside of the monster, she aims right for the glass window instead, ready to strike and hopefully have found its weak spot.

[gkimleon]

Dear future me,

Send me one “Dear—” and I’ll write a letter to this person [status]: ACCEPTING !

Dear future me,

You’ve come a long way from where you first started and I’m proud of all that you’ve done– the good, the bad, the black and white, all of it. They’ve molded you into what you are today. Have you finally found happiness though? Are you happy with your life and accomplishments? You deserve it all with the lifetimes worth of pain you’ve struggled through.

I really do hope that you’ve found peace with yourself and the past, Kim Jonghyun..

Sincerely,                                           present kim jonghyun