#femmefxtvle

[misterharington]

[ @femmefxtvle! ]

    It was all an act, then again when one is caught in the act itself what can they do but lie? A few fake tears here and there and a false claim of self defense against the now corpse, saying it was an abusive boyfriend she wrapped her arms around the male. “Thank you for understanding.” More lies, more like thank you for not turning me in. It was for the slightest hint of a second that her lips turned upward in a smile, but only for a second of course before her expression went back into playing the distressed and sad girlfriend. As she pulled away she looked at the dried blood and bruises that littered her thin arms, a soft chuckle slipping past her lips. “This looks bad, huh?”

          how very peculiar. He wanted to believe the tears so adamantly rushing down her rosy cheeks, collective fear engaged in her voice and the eyes that didn’t really meet his often. Everything seemed exactly how she was making it out to be, yet it was all off. Her heartbeat remained regular, a bit faster than normal but not the speed of a woman who’d just killed her abusive boyfriend in the middle of a fight. At least, that’s what he thought it was. For a while, he didn’t say much, simply nodded to some of her inquiries in the same time her smile lavished him briefly in something wicked, an ultimate truth that could barely be brought to light. The wolf doesn’t falter one moment in keeping up his own act, whatever had gone on here, he hadn’t shown up early enough to connect each dot that pointed straight at the watery eyes he was sure practiced this many times before.

          “How did her hurt you, miss?            Let me call the authorities for            you, at least. It’s really none            of my concern how this may            look, I’m simply here to help.”

[servares-archived]

“people lie all the time.”

Five word prompts.

Ah, and the young priest couldn’t help but agree with the female’s words. People really did lie all the time, with just a few exceptions, and Hyeonju himself was one of those who lied to the ones around him. Well, already expected from a priest as corrupted as him, but only few people knew it. He knew how to be discrete and he did his best to always be that way. 

The last thing he wanted was other sinners having knowledge of his own sins.

He had to be the example, he was the example. A man of God, as he himself used to say. The wise man of VENOM had to keep his pure and saint image, he had to keep his holy and heavenly aura, nobody should know about his actions when he was hidden by the walls of his own shelter.

And flashing her a small, warm smile, Hyeonju nodded a few times and hummed quietly, looking down for a brief moment and holding his own hands close to his chest. ❝ Unfortunately, you are right, Miss. People lie more often than we’d like to, be it for good or not---- but no lie is good, right? ❞

[93yien-blog]

[text]: how did you get this number?

[text]: you mean this isn’t Mystic Pizza? :P

[startreader]

“Are you trying to hold my hand?” (Keon)

( send one for my muse’s reaction ) --- @femmefxtvlestatus: no longer accepting !!!

it was a long day for keon. the scorching heat did not help with his exhaustion either. he was sweating from head to toe and the way that his shirt clung to his skin made him groan now and then. he had to pull his collar just to free his neck from this suffocation he felt. since when did the temperature become this unbearable? maybe it was the fact that he failed to get enough sleep last night that made him this limp. his vision starting to blur, he tried to cling onto the person that was with him the whole time. she insisted on doing something together (he couldn’t recall) and keon, being keon, said yes.

only as he dragged himself behind her, he regretted it. her reaction towards his reaching made him smile a bit, the heaviness of his eyelids making it look like he was drunk.

“yeah-- i was. i’m sorry,”

then everything went black.

[servares-archived]

It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.

DEATHLESS SENTENCE STARTERS

Oh, the boldness! 

Hyeonju had always wondered how was it possible for someone to simply be filled by confidence. He had always wondered how some people could have so many positive thoughts about themselves, how could they affirm such things. It would always sound like jokes for the young priest, no matter how serious the speaker was.

And turning to look at her, he had a small smile formed on his lips, warm enough to disguise the sarcasm in it — no, he was not sarcastic, he was just amused by her words. After all, Hyeonju had seen so much already, he had heard so much, dealt with so much, nothing could surprise him anymore. That was part of the life of a doctor: they see atrocities. 

❝ No cruelty can take my breath away, not anymore. ❞ The priest said, his voice was gentle and soft, his arms were carefully crossed over his chest and his head slightly tilted to the side. ❝ I’ve seen a lot of things, and nothing can surprise me anymore. ❞

[yibora-blog]

✦ . ❛ @femmefxtvle​ beez in the trap —————— !

          ❛  WELL------I GUESS YOU CAN  stay here for the night, but don’t make it a regular thing, huh? my roommate’s not home, i don’t think he’d mind you using his bed, ❜ confusion still about him, yibo’s brows lower on their ridge, ❛ why can’t you go home, again---? ❜

[hisokaxmorou-blog]

👶

( alternate universe with @femmefxtvle​ )

❝I want you to be aware that I’m pregnant and it’s your fault. ❞

The door had just barely been closed behind him as he had stepped in, returning with a tear or two in his clothing and blood staining his skin in places—he had needed the air, the satisfaction. But this, is not something he had wanted. Nor was it something he had expected. His eyes had widened for a fraction of a second before narrowing, lips turning downwards. ❝You’re lying to me. Is this another one of your games?❞Hisoka stepped forward, looming over her with the scowl still placed on his lips before his hand met her chin, guiding her to look up at him. And perhaps, he had also attached a bit of his aura to her. ❝Explain your claims to me. ❞

[hisokaxmorou-blog]

@femmefxtvle​  ♥ 

“You may have the wrong definition for cocky, I honestly just wanted to check.” he hummed with the normal, stone-like expression that was settled onto his features—however, the corner of his lips did begin to take a small upwards curve to them. It was interested to see a not so hostile side of the woman. It was also not to say that he was one to exactly turn down praises, even though he didn’t necessarily need them in order to survive. “I’ll appreciate that. I enjoy it more than I do the harsh criticism.”