#adephxgia

[velvetxfei]

Apologies

To those that I was plotting and rping with I'm so very, very sorry for this.  I do have another account which I was granted privileged to maintain despite the new duties and restrictions thrust upon me.  If you would like to know it then please don't hesitate to ask.  Bear in mind I will be quite sporadic there as well.  You're all really very, very lovely and I wish I had the skills or a clone maybe to be able to stay in touch and continue to evolve the plots we had in place.  I hope you won't be too angry with me and understand my position despite my vagueness and inability to be a decent rp partner in general.  

Thank you everyone, really truly thank you.  I have notified the directory of my leaving unless Tumblr was a jerk and is making me look like an ass right now.  Knowing my luck that happened.  Anyway, thank you for reading this, your patience and the enjoyment I received.

Until next time.

[chizokumoved-blog]

adephxgia replied to your post:✁ Daddy or Mommy? (▰˘◡˘▰)

I LIKE TO FEEL SPECIAL SOMETIMES! (◡‿◡✿)

You're already special, now go sleep. e n e

[chizokumoved-blog]

✁ Daddy or Mommy? (▰˘◡˘▰)

Daddy. {`squints} Did’ya need to ask, mom?

[archive4selentieun]

"Don’t let me die."

Put one of the following in my inbox for my muse's reaction: "Don't let me die."

[ ♕ ]   Was it wrong to just stand there, completely frozen; unsure of how to react to such destruction around her. There's muffled sobs and constant yells coming from left to right and she's the reason for this all. How did they all catch onto all this, how did they seek her once in for all. Her lips curve into a small smile, weak and so faint it's barely visible in one's vision especially with the dim light.

I'm going to die.

There's something that struck upon her perspective, a sharp object similar to a blade that she used to sink into another's skin and yet here she was being threatened by such an object. A stranger's lips were flashing a familiar Cheshire grin as if they ruled and accomplished what they've been wanting to do for so many years. He moves closer to the petite female's body, step after another. The insoles, the bottom of his feet printed upon the dirt underneath his steps and she's pushed to the wall in a more aggressive manner. The one that screams anger.

I won't let you.

They meet eye to eye once again, the way they used to stare at one another during their months of being together as partners though he was not a friend. He considered her a threat, all that she have gained during the years caused her to be something stronger than most people. And now, he overheard. The constant conversations about how she was building up something far greater than what she learned from someone she met at a local bar. He lifts up the knife, the tip of it hovering over her neck and she breathes heavily.

"Let her go." And he does.

Throwing the sharp object across another's direction, to the right and it aims directly upon someone's torso. Though that voice is so familiar and she felt the warmth of her own tears stream down her cheek. Fingers grasping a hold of his neck, the pressure was rough and all she could do is engrave her frustration and pain upon another. Like old times. He's dying slowly, crumbling upon the ground and she's enjoying the way he's in pain it's sickening but it's the way she thinks. With her other hand resting upon the side of his head, fingers brushing through the locks of a dirty shade of blond, Naeun grasps it roughly to tug it and she directly slams his face into the tiled brick wall.

One..                                                            Two...                                                                                                          Three...

He's completely gone.

The female lets out a shaky breath, this was supposed to be her own fight. The one she always manages to pull herself out of but Gain appeared to be at the right time when she knew it was all wrong. "Gain.." She says her name faintly, the way she breaks down was something the other never seen before; she rests her hand on the lower region of her figure, to conceal the wound and her back was resting on the wall.

The older woman breaks into a smile and Naeun finds herself crying harder than the last time.

"Don't let me die." Naeun nods, hurriedly scooping the other into her arms even though the injury of her knee was causing her to slow down her pace; she's limping slowly. The female won't give up on her, not now and never will. Because through out those times where others gave up on her, Gain was there.

And she sacrificed herself for her. Her own life was in danger.

"I won't let you die." I'll be here.

Always.

[vmpbaek]

Black bird.

There are accident and then there are mistakes. Baekhyun likes to think those who land at his feet, drained of blood, fall into unfortunate accidents, running into him and he's not really sorry as he wipes their blood from his hands and stuff the stained handkerchief back into his pocket. 

But this, the body at his feet now, he know this was a mistake. "A-Ami." His voice was shaky and so were his hands as he dropped down to his knees, the material of his pants staining with blood, the blood of his beloved. "I-I didn't mean to..." But the evidence that he had was obvious, the reek of blood throughout the manor, beautiful Japanese scenery fit for any post card or whatever the traditional homes ended up on today, now stained and broken, the staff done with, and an entire family slaughtered. If only her father hadn't forbid him from taking his daughter's hand in marriage. He was so close to having the one he loved only to have her ripped away by a greedy father wanting a boy with money to his name instead of love.

Only, when Baekhyun went into a rage, he was blind to those around him, only intent on getting his anger out. And this time, the one he was trying to keep became the one he lost. 

"Oh, Ami..." Baekhyun murmured, smoothing her blood matted hair from her face, only managing to smear more across her porcelain skin. "My love... I'm so sorry... I'll never forgive myself for this..." 

[chizokumoved-blog]

Oh my god. Cries. {`dramatically falls to the floor}

[chizokumoved-blog]

[whiny 5 year old voice] But mooOOOOOOOOOM

[archive4selentieun]

"Don’t look so shocked. I am what I am."

SEND ONE OF THE FOLLOWING FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION (REALLY ANGSTY VERSION)

"Don't look so shocked. I am what I am."

[ ♕ ]   When she hears her speak, she immediately relaxes. A sigh of defeat is all she gives in return, it's amazing how she couldn't see it any sooner. Perhaps she was caught up on being buddy buddies with the female to the point where she didn't look into her too well like she should have. A small scoff emits pass her rosy lips, if anything she knows how to deal with these type of situations.

"Oh okay, got you then." She simply remarks. Arms folding to her chest as she thinks about the situations they've been with one another, feet tapping along the surface of the ground quietly whilst gazing at the other with her nose scrunched up in thought. "Let me guess, you were trying to find something from me when we met, yeah?"

Her head lolls to the left, lips curve into a sly grin that curls along the corner of her lips as she tries her hardest to resist the urge to grab her by the neck like those people who thought it was funny to play with her like some toy. "Picking up pieces, one after another in order to take a hold of what'll appear in the end of it all."

She's a quiet woman when she met Gain, the girl didn't enjoy giving into so much details but eventually when they got close to one another that immediately changed. She's grown to enjoy her company, to the point where she gradually shut these walls down and opened up to the other but through it all, she had her guard up. Naeun knows there was something going on, something up the older woman's sleeve so to hear this type of information -- she's different. Is she judging or looking at her any differently? Of course not.

It just makes this type of relationship twice as interesting.

"Tell me, Gain.." She trails off into silence, taking a step forward with her expression darkening up whenever the distance between their figures were starting to be removed due to how she was approaching the latter. "Was I a friend -- or was I an indirect target?"

Gain helped her through a lot, to her she reminded the younger female about another who she used to spend quality time with -- a former trainer that she worked with in the past. Though there was a difference between them, her trainer did it out of protection to see her develop into a grown woman who was capable of taking care of herself when she was alone. Whilst she, on the other hand, wanted to see Naeun at her moments where she was falling apart only to mold her into something stronger -- someone who kills anyone in sight. Just like herself.

"When I said we had something in common the first day we met, Gain. I truly meant it."

Because you and I -- are nothing but monsters living in this world wanting to see nothing but crimson painting the blank tiled walls and ground beautifully.