#eldorvdo

[chaoticer]

"Would you sleep here, with me?"

nightmaresalways accepting starters.

The other must've read something in his gaze wrong. The hairs on the back of Rhys's neck stood up, alerted, and shit tumbled from his mouth. "I will lay there. With you. Unless I push you off. Which is a most likely scenerio. Otherwise, if I sleep, I sleep."

[haebxtna]

continued from here! @eldorvdo

so many things can happen in the blink of an eye.

seyoon turns to look at the stranger - the one who’s stopped to make sure he’s okay after this embarrassing little incident on the sidewalk - and forces out a smile. she’s right, of course. he’s going to be fine. but another part of him, some part deep down and hidden away, knows that she also couldn’t be any farther from the truth. fainting isn’t such a rare or worrisome thing most of the time (a little water or some food or some sleep usually does the trick), but he knows he’s not going to be okay in the long run. he can’t fathom the thought that he ever will be. not when he’s suffering like this. not when he’s thinking these things.

he breathes like she tells him to, rubs his neck, then says, “i’m fine. i’m just…”

tired. stressed. dehydrated. depressed. dying?

“tired. i haven’t slept much in the past couple of days because my, um… well, someone i know has been pretty sick so i’ve been taking care of them.” it’s a poor excuse. he doesn’t even take care of himself. the girl doesn’t need to know that, though. for once he’s not interested in making friends. for once, he’s just interested in parting ways and forgetting this conversation ever happened. it isn’t like him, but passing out on sidewalks isn’t like him either. this is when he realizes he’s the sick one. this is when he realizes his disease is spreading. “thank you for stopping to help me, but you don’t need to stick around now. i’m sure you’ve got places to be, right? i’m really okay! i’m just so embarrassed you saw that…”

he doesn’t want people to know how weak he is - not even strangers.

“i really just need to rest, i think. i’ll be sure to do that as soon as i’m home.”

       Easier said than done.

      That is what most people say, or retort whenever one gives an advice, only meaning to help in ways they can. And these people aren’t to be blamed, because even Haebitna knows that can really be true. Because she may have spoken those words in her mind a lot of times. Hundreds of times even. Only in her mind.

      Yet she also knew that nothing could ever be done so easily – everything takes time. And one needs to try. Because the more you try, the more it will happen. It’s easier to say, but they are needed to be said. Much like her words that are the simplest but everything works in its sense.

      Just breathe. ( It’s the basic step of life )

      And so she watches him, breathing, her arms across his back just in case he may tumble, or fall even. As she listens she could hear from the depths of her mind the same answer given that she is to be placed in his shoe. I’m fine. Another ‘easier said than done’, really. For Haebitna can see that he’s far from it. Feel, rather.

      Sometimes, ‘I’m fine’ becomes a reflexive answer. To not let another worry. Or to convince your own self.

      “You should at least take care of yourself first – or eat and rest well at the very least. You cannot take care of someone if you’re the one who’s sick.” Haebitna’s not sure if she is entitled to give an advice of some sort; she barely knew the man but that doesn’t mean she isn’t worried. To faint on the streets is terrible – aside from the fact that it may cause other accidents, like head contusions or other possibilities – but the fact that one faints because the body fails the mind and the will, is more dreadful than it is.

      “It’s nothing to be embarrassed about.” Again, another ‘easier said than done’ but he really need not be embarrassed by her. “As much as I’d like to believe that you’re okay, we really don’t know if you’d faint once more. Trust me.” I’ve been there before. “I had a few years of medical practice. And my mind tells me that you shouldn’t be left alone.” Haebitna turns to face him, looks at him in the eye while her lips stretch into a warm smile.

      “It’s okay. I just want to make sure you’ll get to your destination safely.”

[weylyns]

❛ I think I’m going to puke. Is there a trash can in here? ❜

♡. 黛玉 — “uh – haha, what … ?” well, shit. was he really about to puke ? he had the worst timing. why the hell did he have to puke now ? that was the one thing she really couldn’t deal with seeing or hearing as her own reflexes would react the same way to it. disgusting. really. the whole feeling of throwing up was literally the worst. “can you like … not puke ? or go somewhere far away because then i’d have to throw up with you and i’m sure we don’t want that !” looking at her surroundings, she desperately tried to find a trash can or whatever for the other but, unfortunately, there was no trash can to be seen anywhere. “uh, there is no trash can here ... none you can throw up in,” with a hum, she continued to look around before she spots a perfect place for him to go, “oh -- oh ! do you see that bush over there ? go there, i’m sure it won’t hurt to do it there. at least people won’t be grossed out.” a nod followed her words to emphasize her words before she grabbed his shirt and tugged him to said bush rather quickly. “here, do your thing and then wipe your mouth with -- wait ..” searching through her little handbag, she pulled out some napkins and gave them to him, “here take this and with that, i’m going to stand over there. don’t die while i stand 500 feet away to protect myself.”

‹  * . · ◇ ♡ — @eldorvdo  * . · ◇ ›

[mujehan-a]

♠ muse of your choice? heheh

send a symbol for the following | accepting | @eldorvdo

♠ - for my muse to forcibly restrain yours

—”that’s dangerous !!” katsu exclaimed, moving to grab seyoon’s arm forcefully to stop the male. tugging harshly, “i said !! no !!” the witch scolded, shifting to stand in front of seyoon. shoving back, “seyoon-ssi, stop it !!” katsu demanded, gripping seyoon’s arm. he really didn’t want to have to use magic to restrain the boy but he felt like it just might be the only way to do so.

“don’t make me do this,” he said, “please don’t. it’s really dangerous, so don’t do it !!” he continued to plea with seyoon, “we can do something else.” he promised, already trying to figure out what spell would be the most effective in stopping the other from moving.

[seonflowers]

25-30?

25.Thoughts on pacifism.

Not counting the times he gets a little bitey when he’s just playing around, Yein wouldn’t ever hurt a living thing for any reason and doesn’t quite understand why anyone would even want to. So he’s about as much of a pacifist as can be. 

26.Thoughts on spiders.

His opinion vary greatly depending on the kind of spider and where it is.  He thinks some of them are really interesting and neat looking and he’s okay when it comes to looking at pictures or videos of them. When it comes to spiders that decide to come around anywhere close to his bed, then he is very very very not okay with spiders and will go find a different room to sleep in. That also applies to any other crawly bug though. He’s just terrified that they’re going to crawl into his mouth or ears and he wants no part of that. 

27.Thoughts on butterflies

Oh boy does Yein like butterflies. He’s always conflicted though because he wants to pick them up and hold them but he’s too scared that he’ll accidentally hurt their wings or something so he ends up just letting them be. 

28.Thoughts about bees.

Yein also likes bees a lot and is very much on the ‘Protect the Bees!’ side of things but… he keeps his distance. He respects bees from afar~~~. 

29.Eating habits.

 There are a good amount of days he ends up eating nothing but bread and sweets instead of actual food. If given the choice he’d probably eat nothing but sweet things, but his mom nags too much.

30.Alcohol intake.

the only time he’s ever drank was at a relative’s wedding his mom dragged him to. It was only about a glass and a half of wine but he’s such a lightweight that it was enough to get him a little silly.

[ssuleh]

jinri. don't tell yourself i said this, but you're so beautiful. (shh. i'm just kidding. you're still ugly to me, like always).

ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ᴀɴᴏɴ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴏғғ ᴀɴᴏɴ : [ ♤ ]

Her lips curves into one of her genuine smile followed by a quick roll of her eyes.  ❝You’re an ass. Friendship cancelled.❞ 

Ps : Me @ u : x 

[shadowraiths-archived-blog]

Find the @eldorvdo & force them to RP with me.

[sms : boring bro] entertain me. I am super bored. [sms : boring bro] and when I say bored, I mean like.. I’d gnaw my own hand off to escape board. [sms : boring bro] god damn auto correct. 

[spoiledsovls]

❝ i find myself alone at night unless i’m having sex. ❞

hopeless fountain kingdom ( x )

“uh, so what are our drinking sessions at night? ‘cos i don’t think--” she pauses, not wanting to really say it out loud or else her cheeks would heat up the moment sex leaves her lips. sex was a thing. it was normal, so why did she get so flustered talking about it? she gulps back her words, now rubbing the back of her neck as she tries to find the confidence to pick herself back up on what she was trying to say. “y’know, you’re not really alone.” y’got me. unspoken comfort is what she was going for, hopefully he knew without her having to say a word. maybe she had to say something-- she wasn’t so sure. she wasn’t really good with words in the first place, she’d only trip over them when all she wanted to say was that she’s got his back.

“jus’ text me. oh, an’ your voicemail the other day?” she snorts, trying to lighten up the mood. “priceless. the kid was probably like half my age-- maybe even younger! don’t compare me to that child.. though, i must say. her skills are impressive.. from what i’ve heard on the phone at least. the kid is jus’ screamin’ an’ you’re pantin’... you’re runnin’ away from a kid that’s probably only a quarter of your height--!” she laughs, swatting his arm in a gentle manner, now wiping the fake tears from her eyes. “god.. y’crack me up. an’ hey, i trust you. i trust a few people more than you too but- i trust you.” she nods, making the mood become sentimental (full of hugs and rainbows and--) her pinky traces over the rim of the glass that she was drinking from, looking up at him with a smile.

“an’ sex? didn’t even know y’had game. that makes me laugh, actually. ha.”