#illfortuncs

[ofdamnation]

@illfortuncs!

he’s none to gentle with the way he shoves her backwards and though she knows it’s warranted, she can’t help the way that it still catches her off guard and makes her stumble. his words are ringing in her ears as she tries to catch herself but the cold brick scrapes against her skin and she knows that she’s caught when he removes whatever space they had between them with approaching her “I don’t have an attitude.” she immediately blurts out, her voice shaking and betraying her nerves as she looks into his eyes. their cold, filled with a warning to her that she knows he’ll follow up, but there still a part of yui that feels angry at what’s going on. she was always on his time, always on his whim, and she was hardly ever afforded to do as she pleases and it made her feel claustrophobic. “why are you like this? what’s your problem?” 

“yes you do.” he’s quick to shoot back, refusing to let her get her two cents in around the situation. in jugeum’s mind, what he says goes and if anyone dares to challenge that they are instantly put back in their place. “why do you ask these questions as if you don’t understand me? i thought you of all people would understand me, kitten.” he tuts out, a large hand coming out to grip around her throat, though it’s not tight enough to truly choke her just yet. “i need you, don’t you understand that? i don’t like being away from you, so when you go off trying to find something ‘more’ it angers me, why am i not enough for you?” and just like that, his grip on her throat begins to tighten. “i could hurt you, and you know that. why do you challenge it so much? if i didn’t know any better, i’d say you like when i have to put you back in line, am i right princess?” a smirk tugs at his lips, a tilt of his head as he steps closer to her against the wall.

[crescentmccn]

@illfortuncs

Rina & Joonki

It’s late and it’s quiet; so quiet. The night air is frigid and the sky is cloudless; snow crystals glint under the bright moonlight as they drift toward the earth and Joonki’s labored breaths escape in great puffs of white steam. He’s a stubborn young man and he curses himself for it with each haggard step. He won’t accept help from the hyungs who offer to drop him on Rina’s doorstep. He’s too worried about waking her neighbors and too guilty about the visit that is only necessary due to his carelessness. He hates to make her worry and he hates to wake her from much-deserved sleep...but the bullet that passed through his side a few hours earlier has left him in much more pain than his wounded pride will.

He pulls out his cell phone to call her once he reaches the main door, but luckily someone is heading out despite the late hour and he easily slips in. He keeps the phone in his hand as he moves carefully toward her apartment, the opposite arm wrapped tightly around his wounded side. By the time he’s reached her door, he’s nearly exhausted and needs to lean on the wall to stay upright. Rather than knock, he calls her, praying that she’ll answer. When she does, he exhales deeply into the phone, relief washing over him and making his head spin...or, maybe it’s the blood loss.

“Noona...can you let me in? I need you,” he whispers.

[timetbl]

“ my services are quite expensive, but don’t we all pay a plus to get efficiency and quality after all. ” it was a staple, a standard that would start with deep web contacts, a wholesome side of desperation from one part and a meeting happening in a private location where no one would bother them and any sudden attack could be easily busted, tall and gruesome figure of his half hidden in shadows, hands into leather jacket’s pockets. he’s been working as a hitman for a long while to know when someone really felt like having no other resource to reach for than someone else doing a dirty job for them, at a reasonable price. “ but let’s hear first, so we can pull our conclusions together. “

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[earthedtm]

@illfortuncs !!

     “if you touch that again, i’m gonna smack you !” irritation strains otherwise pleasant intonation, parker’s mind effectively dragged from the vial he is currently attempting to mix, leveling a bland stare upon the other hovering over his drying herbs ; he doesn’t take kindly to people poking and prodding at the drying leaves, not when more often than not they crumble beneath clumsy hands and loose the vitality he had been trying to lock in. “they’re just plants - if you want to smell them, they’re out in the back. you can even take some of the mint home, since you’re hovering near that.”

[cheiianarchive]

@illfortuncs ( sc. )

ELIAS: if you have time you should come and check out my corner in the art gallery ELIAS: I picked the best pics I took and they really published them here! ELIAS: I’ll get you in for free!

[eojjjeona-blog]

CLOSED STARTER !   /   @illfortuncs   .  —  with niko tan.

“ you think this HURTS ? ” a low chuckle fills the air between himself and the other, small, somewhat sinister smirk on his lips. “ honey ... for it to hurt it has to  m a t t e r  first. ”

[cheiianarchive]

@illfortuncs LIKED THIS 

                  ❝it is just a simple hobby, something I do in my free time...❞ he said with a slow nod. He was being more than modest. Ever since he was injured and left in the earth kingdom, he had more than enough free time. More than enough time to practice his drawing, his sword technique and fire bending stances but since he couldn't firebend here, drawing was easier. ❝do you want me to... Draw you?❞

[cheiianarchive]

@illfortuncs ( sc. ) - generated muse: MINHO

                 ❝IT COULD BE SPICIER❞ he stated with a nod of his head, mouth full of noodles while he spoke as if he forgot ALL of his manners. ❝don’t you think this could use a little more heat? this is weak -- and they call it the spiciest in the city ... LAUGHABLE❞