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suit & tie

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formal wear has always been one of the things sungjin hated. it was hot, hard to move in, and his dress shirt’s collar always felt like it was suffocating him. don’t even get the boy started on shoes, he’s just happy he was able to wear his black high cut converse sneakers — something his father showed huge distaste of when he saw them.

he’s at one of the high profile parties his father always has to attend to. if there’s something he hates more than formal wear, these kinds of parties take the cake. everyone is so fake, everyone pretends they’re okay, pretends they’re having fun but really aren’t they just here to show off?

the redhead smiles awkwardly for the nth time as his father introduces him yet again to one of his many, many friends. they were a family, there were 2 teens just about his age if not older but their names didn’t stay, sungjin hasn’t really been listening. his old man boasts at them, tells them how well his boy was doing in school, tells them how he’s doing extracurriculars outside of school, tells them he can’t ask for a better more perfect son — lies, lies, lies, sungjin was none of that.

when the introductions are done and he feels as if he’s not needed in the conversation anymore his smile falters, falls. his father’s oh so loving arm slides away from his tiny frame as if the director had just said cut and continues to converse with the family. sungjin excuses himself with a bow, and trudges his way to the most secluded, most uncrowded area of the venue, setting himself down on one of the fancy sofas he’d rather not think the prices off.

he sighs deeply, adjusting his collar a bit making sure he’ll not die of loss of breath. sungjin just wants to get away from here, just wants to leave this place, just wants to be somewhere he could be himself and not some fake trophy his father could show off.

#✡ (stories and t a l e s)#✡ (and so it s t a r t s)#(suit & t i e)#avcopycat #//this is so late im sorry :(

starlord & doctor strange!

starlord — have you ever played a prank on someone? if so, tell us more.

“pranks... hm. i do not usually have time for such childish gimmicks. those sorts of things are more common with princess astralis or her friend, ryujin. such a troublesome pair. the next time i catch them swapping the salt and the sugar pots, i shall insert my spear into places that are not considered appropriate.”

doctor strange — what do you think is your weirdest quality?

“it depends what you would consider to be ‘weird’. for example, i am over one thousand years old and still in the prime of my life -- on this planet, many people seem to find that strange, but where i am from, it is very common. i suppose the mere fact that i am an alien can be considered to be pretty weird.”

#( character. )#avcopycat

dream a little dream of pie

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when he wakes up, he thinks at first that the pie isn’t there.

he thinks this because he can’t see it of course, but something in his bones is telling him that he shouldn’t trust everything he can see and he shouldn’t try to see everything that he can trust, and also where does he get off thinking he should trust his eyes anyhow, knowing how wrong they’ve been in the past? things can still be real without sensory abilities telling him what’s what; not everything fits neatly inside the box-shapes of this dimension and if there’s anyone who knows that better than hyun habaek, he’s yet to hear of them. the tapestry of the universe is wider and wilder than even he can dream of.

so of course, ten minutes later has him coming over to a chair, picking a spot beside a familiar face, bringing his large plate of seemingly nothing along with a tall glass of water. or at least he hopes it’s water-- he doesn’t really have any more patience to deal with the water problem again today, he’s already stressed enough about the pie. he sits and sighs, nodding to hajin in a greeting, before picking up his fork and strategizing for a moment about how best to approach eating an invisible edible substance.

he ought to be used to the strange looks he gets from people by now. he ought to stop feeling so stretched thinly, like a veil, like a cover, like a curtain hanging between what’s strange and what’s too strange, the length of his skin too transparent against the cosmic abnormalities of subconscious behavior. at least on the scale of embarrassing things he’s dreamt of, invisible pie doesn’t hit top five.

he digs in and takes a bite, surprised to find it tastes a little like mint. mint pie? what the hell. “you hungry? this is a little like toothpaste, but it’s not too bad.”

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mhj. | savior.

There were many things Ryujin was used to. Of chaos, broken bones and fatal wounds. Of a time when peace reigned, and another where war raged around him. But perhaps, what he was most experienced with in this crappy life of his was the near death experiences that never stopped coming. One car crash was enough, a million of it was overkill, and then fate decided yea cars weren’t enough so have a fucking plane. God, was that a fucking day. Today, it was a demonic rabid puppy ( did some kid here have demented dogs? ) and he coincidentally had a delicious, juicy, meat sandwich shoved in his mouth. Then one thing led to another, every door he tried to open was locked, heck he somehow found himself in a kitchen at some point and nearly got stabbed by knives, the stupid dog was still chasing him...and then finally he decided fuck this dog, opened a window to hang off of, using his strength to pull himself up to see the abhorrence barking like a little bitch below him because it was too damn small.

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