#hanmortis

[archive4selentieun]

Basking herself in the heavy atmosphere, with the aroma of mixed liquor from tobacco lingering in the air. She's unsure of what was going on, it wasn't that she was too intoxicated but it's just how exhausted she was during this time of day. Or night in this case, the last time her gaze was fixated at the clock was one in the morning. It's probably three by now, she doesn't really care. Not like she could exactly get a peaceful night of slumber anyways; constantly waking up, staring at the ceiling, thoughts pondering until she broke down into tears that paints her cheeks. It's either that or she's in the random bars or clubs for the meantime trying to figure what else to do with herself. Questioning if there's any reason to live another day but it's a temporary feeling when she feels like nothing.

Her gaze snaps to one direction to the next. Her name chimes out of another's lips but it was a mistake. Mistakes. She's bound to create one tonight, a gut instinct that she tends to neglects. There's liquid being poured in the tiny glass she's been using for half an hour, she can hear the contact. Just not how they were adding a packet of powder inside of the mixture as well. Either he was working for someone who's connected to the female or he's doing it to get something out of her for tonight. It's a swift movement but when she looks back at the bar once again. She smiles, faint and practically forced with dainty fingers coiled around the glass to keep it in her hold. Using her other hand to lift a paper bill that was pinched between her fingers.

                                                          "I wouldn't buy that if I were you."

 And suddenly she stops her movements. Retracting her hand back in order to keep it for herself instead of offering it to the bartender. Monochrome irises fall upon a male standing besides her. The tension's thick, lingering in the air but she ignores it because she's in need of an explanation even more. "Are you going to give me a reason then or do I need to find that out on my own?" She inquired with a brow lifted up, awaiting for him to speak up. It was either the stranger besides her or the one in front of her but either way she wasn't exactly taking anyone's side tonight.

[krisilcavaliere]

hanmortis replied to your post:hanmortis replied to your post:hanmortis replied...

[ -cuddles your face- wait. what’s your aim again?

[ its my URL

[krisilcavaliere]

hanmortis replied to your post:hanmortis replied to your post:OOC rant because if...

[ I miss you too ;; how are you lately??

[ squints i've had better days ;; how are you? i miss you like crazy sdlfskjslk

[krisilcavaliere]

hanmortis replied to your post:OOC rant because if I post this to my personal...

[ in which I rub your back comfortingly and gives a cup of tea ]

{ SCREAMING I MISS YOU SO MUCH ;;

[archive4selentieun]

♫

Send me a ♫ and I’ll shuffle my music. For whatever song comes up first, I’ll write a short drabble about our muses inspired by that song, for the duration of the song. I must stop writing and post as soon as it ends, no matter where in the drabble I currently am.

It's Been So Long - Ra.D.

[ ♕ ]  Her eyes drifted towards the concrete pavement, counting steps absentmindedly with the bag of groceries in her firm grasp. She's silent, per usual. Even through the months she doesn't talk so much unless she needed to. She's quite friendly nevertheless and she knows how to respect another when they encounter. It's a bit lonely but she's not complaining so much about living in solitude once again. Best for her anyways, so she wouldn't fall so easily into broken promises and high expectations.

A few more steps and she felt another's shoulder brush against her own causing her to instinctively take a step back in order to give them a good amount of personal space. "Forgive me I was a bit in a daze." Soft spoken words slipped pass the woman's rosy lips, bowing at a 90 degree angle as a way of apologizing once more. She wanted to say something else but the moment she tips her head back to glance at the other person, her jaw was slightly agape.

"Naeun."

"I- It's you."

He merely shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, he's been away for a long time. Been busy doing whatever he needed to do but he was back once again, he didn't have a proper reason but he didn't need to give the other any vivid explanations. His eyes gaze down at the smaller figure, a faint smile rose upon his face before lifting his hand up to flick the middle of her forehead with a soft chuckle emitting pass his pale lips. "It's been a while."

She fell into silence, unable to let the situation process. The dim lights flicker, it was dark. She just stared at him, dumbfounded by the situation and she simply nods her head in agreement because it truly has been a while. They left one another with questions, no goodbye's nothing. Their presences disappeared in one another's life despite of them constantly wondering how the other is doing. Yet no one didn't seem to bring it up. A free hand rubbing her arm with their gazes finally catching each other's. Curiosity lingered upon them as a small whisper slips pass her lips after a moment of silence.

"It's been so long. I hope you've been well."

[archive4selentieun]

Nightmare.

nightmare: One of our characters will have a nightmare.

[ ♕ ]  Dim lights continue to flicker, it's empty. The faint whispers pour out of another's pale lips and into the wind. She hears the words, the threat and somehow she finds herself standing near the brick wall. Cold fingertips curled around her neck, a rough grasp as she gets pushed towards the near surface. It's cold. Perhaps it's silly, how she's vulnerable compared to before; she has no time in this world to pick fights because she knows better not to do such a thing.

Yet no one isn't around to help, not another person to defend her or protect her this time around. It's a mistake of hers to decide to carelessly wander around the streets during this time of day but she has nothing else to help her sleep. Insomnia continues to take over the woman's body, eyelids were shut during those times where her back was resting upon the mattress; but it's her mind that never bothers to rest and fall into a peaceful slumber.

Blood. The color red. It drenches the petite girl's clothing, practically sticking against her porcelain skin; painting the surface of the wall along with the ground. It drips ever so slowly and warm tears continue to stream down her cheeks. The screams of pain, pleads of desperation to break free - it's all muffled behind the stranger's hand. Practically choked upon her sobs, she's slowly dying and even then no one's not around. The husky laughs were poured out, practically mocking how weak and foolish she seems to appear right then and there in front of his eyes. Naeun can recall the words, the last two words that slipped pass the other's lips--

But the moment she opens her eyes, it vanishes completely. Breathing heavily with her hands resting on the area's around her stomach, chest; her entire body. Surely enough she thought it happened, the nightmare was quite vivid she's surprised she's even awake from it. He wasn't startled though, Luhan can hear the faint whimpers from where he was resting only to slowly draw himself off of the couch; sitting down on it lazily with his head turning to glance at the female from over his shoulder. "Bad dream?"

"Yeah, it's the usual." She mumbled, running a hand down her face to calm herself down. It wasn't the first time she had a dream like that, in fact it happened a bit too much lately - perhaps that's the reason why she has difficulty drifting off to sleep because the same thing replays in her mind. It's terrifying but she'll overcome it. Or at least she hopes. He can sense the fear in the tone of her voice when the words slipped out. He can tell how much it scared the girl just by a glance of her hand, the way her fingers shake out of nervousness just how she is when she's encountering another. Perhaps he doesn't know what fear is so much, because unlike Naeun he can properly defend himself whenever he needed to. There wasn't much comfort, no reassurance either. He re-positions himself to lay back down on the couch, one leg crossed over the other as he shrugs his shoulder nonchalantly. "Relax. If it's a bad dream then it's just a bad dream. Get over it."

His words were blunt, rather straight forward to the point as well but she knew he had a good point when he said it. Plopping back down on the mattress once again. Quietly shooting a glare towards the other in a rather childishly manner she just huffs in defeat while pulling the comforters over her figure in attempt to fall asleep once again.

[twiceuponatale]

Laisser Rêver || Luhan & Kyungsoo

Beethoven. Pathétique. Piano Sonata in C Minour, No 8, Op 14, mvt 2.

The same piece plays over and over in this particular reality, echoing in the empty alleyways and soaring from every roof. It's not a terrible piece--no; in fact, it's one of the teen's favourites. However, there is something off about the tune, something in the way every B-flat borders on a natural or how some of the chords just don't sound.. right. It's eerie, really, the way the melody respires from seemingly nowhere, perhaps from high in the darkened clouds where the sun may or may not be. (Kyungsoo can never be sure with these types of reality.) Whatever it may be, it's the only hint the teen will receive in his attempt to take down this world.

The slow rumble of thunder in the background reaches his ears with a slight delay, forcing him to look over his shoulder to find tiny flashes of lightning in those charcoal clouds. A short breeze, threadbare and tantalising, flutters over his shoulders and dances on his cheeks, tousling his hair and disappearing the next instant. Kyungsoo swears he hears a whisper, faint around the edges but surely there, from somewhere down the street, but with a quick scan of the area, he finds nothing. With a gentle sigh, the boy begins to amble aimlessly, hands tucked neatly into the pockets of his coat, and his fingers idly play with a pack of gum while his gaze flickers over whatever it can land on, searching, seeking.

With footsteps as silent as the rustling wind, the young Traveller wanders the empty city, never daring to touch any of the abandoned cars or the tempting hibiscuses, fountains of brilliant yellow and vibrant red, which sprout from the cement at either side of his feet. Another succession of short breezes flit past his figure, giggling and twirling about the lampposts which dot the streets. Sometimes, when Kyungsoo is in his own reality, he has to remind himself that the wind does not actually smile or sing. But in this universe, as with many others, the wind certainly loves being basked in attention, ruffling her skirts if she does not receive it. The unpleasant B-flat reverberating in the air is what pulls the boy from his idle thoughts, and he takes a random turn at the next corner. In realities such as these, the teen has always found that arbitrary decisions are what produce the best results, something he's never been comfortable with but performs anyway. After all, he would very much like to return to his own universe.

[florasce]

✿ Entertain me.

7: firm kiss

Does t seem like entertaining people is my job? Sorry to disappoint you little creature, but it’s not. But, I’ll give you what you’ve asked for. {He states with a shrug, discretely rolling his eyes behind raven strands, sauntering forward towards the other male. He stops at a proper distance, chests millimeters away from one another’s when he cups the male’s cheeks, holding his head in place as he tilts his own before pressing their lips together, firmly, not letting them linger for too long before pulling away. He steps back and lets his hands return to their original position for a few seconds before lacing his fingers together behind his back.;} There you go. Now scram.