#ivnsng

[ssunstng]

♡ @ivnsng  !

                                ❛  i highly doubt that i am a woman of your stature.  ❜  although it was obvious the two were kindred spirits of some sort, in an unearthly manner, sumi felt as if she was completely above the woman standing before her.  there was a significant difference between witches  &&  women born with powerful minds.  there was no witchcraft involved, no herbs  &&  potions to a pose a threat  ----  sumi herself was a walking threat without a switch that led to off.  ❛  so what is it that you’re doing here in my institution  ?  need i remind you, my institution.  ❜

[tatoshinobu]

FAIRY-CHAN , I MISS YOU !

▬“Ah, what a dilemma -- I missed you too, Ian-chan~” 

[epigrvm]

“Just leave. Please.”

﹙  ANGST STARTERS.  //  NOT ACCEPTING. ﹚        ✎﹏  @ivnsng

                   《 ※ 》     THIS WASN’T WHAT HE WANTED, none of this. What was supposed to be a warning, an expression, turned out in the worst possible scenario that he could ever imagine. She wanted him out. She wanted him to leave. His intentions were to just warn her, to tell her that they won’t be seeing each other anymore. That he couldn’t bring himself to see her anymore. That this was the final time, their final good-bye. Their final embrace. It started off so sweetly. She welcomed him in as she usually would, offered him a sanctuary away from his own. She was the home away from home. The warmest home that he could ever find himself in. And now– now he had to cut ties with her. Because he couldn’t bring himself to watch her slowly wither away from him, to slip from his grasp and never return. This was his way to make the pain less severe, for the both of them. His hand extends out to try to reach her, but he stops. It just hangs there, hovering, watching as her figure distance herself even further away than he had wanted. He could see death hanging over her, the image so vivid and clear. And he couldn’t do anything about it. Once again, he couldn’t stop what was written to be unwritten. He couldn’t turn the dials of time and go back to the pleasant times they’ve had together, to relive those moments over and over again in a time loop. That’s not how life worked. That’s not how life was ever going to work. So he turns on his heels, walking out the door and closing it behind him. However― He can’t bring himself to leave. All of his weight is pressed against the frame of her door. A shaking palm reaches up to cover the pain that’s etched on his face. He’s sliding, falling down against the door until he reaches solid ground. Sitting there, his chest heaves. Silent sobs part from his lips and tears trickle down his cheeks. It felt cold. He had failed her yet again. Time and time again he had always failed her. He was selfish. Thinking that if he separated himself, he’d be doing it for her sake, but in reality this was for him. This was so he wouldn’t have to suffer through the rest of his life knowing the people he loved and cared about walked out of it, leaving it while he stayed back incapable of doing anything to stop them. ❝ I’m sorry, Ian, ❞ he mutters through hushed whimpers. I’m so fucking sorry. How could he save anyone, when he couldn’t even save himself.

[rvxeira]

@ivnsng / nature noona !

                                  a long - forgotten flame had been set aside by his own doing && by the puppeteer that controlled every thought  &&  action that jungkook had the past few months. but then suddenly, a small sliver of a door that was called freedom began to shine through the dark. the forgotten flames still sitting on the other side, just barely dancing in such stale air. he took the time to draw open the windows, dust the artifacts within  &&  he hoped the flames would shine as they used to.       first on the list of flames was ianthina, a literal old flame. one he once begged to be around before, but now that was all just a fond memory  ;  it would never be allowed. especially under new circumstances. lucky enough to be allowed just an hour --- an hour of hopefully quality time --- with her, he waited in the bushes that lined alongside the han river at light. their usual hang out, the nostalgia for all lost love.    &&  when she came into view he didn’t hesitate to spring up on his feet  &&  catch her by surprise, coming up from behind where his hands came out in front of her eyes to block her vision.     ❛  long time no see noona  !  busy dongsaeng finally made some time for you it seems  !  ❜   he teased, because where did sadness ever get him anyways  ? 

[mvxnn]

@ivnsng continued

 that’s what she wanted too   .  that for ONCE  she was the one being saved  .  the one that rested her problems on someone else’s shoulder for them to bare for her  , those dreams were eons ago  .   long forgotten and not wished to be remembered   .   stoic brown eyes watch the tea in front of her  ;  the little vapors of it’s steam dancing in the air for seconds before disappearing from sight  .     a desire she knew people did not have the luxury to have   ━━━  or at least she DIDN’T  .    she had desired that feeling  ;  at least this human suit did  .  the goddess ,  didn’t g r a v e l down to mere human wishes  .  stripped of human emotions  ,  hecate shakes her head with distaste for the comrade before her  .   shou ━━━    the boy that the spirit named ian pleaded for his safety along with a few other names before she vanished to the realm of the dead had taken her attention   .        ❛  playing the damsel in distress is far beneath you  .  ❜  she had taken a liking to the human  ,  enjoyed watching how the author’s mind worked  and in times of boredom was found to be used as entertainment .    ❛  do not gravel in pathetic  dreams of a prince charming saving you .   it’s either you save yourself or you drown in the waves of life . ❜  no knight in shining armor would come knocking on his door  .     ❛  bare your teeth and grab life by her throat  .   that’s how you’ll save yourself . ❜

                                      ❛ I can take care of myself, you know. ❜ The sidhe's eyes glow faintly beneath the light of the afternoon sun. Though he turns away from it after a moment to focus his attention on the tea before him. He had craved the warmth just moments before, though a bitter taste lingers at the back of his throat he knew no tea would wipe away. Shou makes a face at her comments, though such statements were something he had become accustomed to when with Ian. ❛ Prince charming? My kind don't believe in things like that. We may be entwined in fairy tales, but we have our standards none the less. ❜ The usual soft tone is almost distant, as if he needs to prove himself, but doesn't know how to go about it. There's a level of understanding between the two, a soft spot they both hold despite such tough advice. His words before had been fleeting, something he hadn't expected to speak aloud. And yet she had responded on cue, going about it in the way that made her the woman she was. ❛ I've never been one for confrontation, especially going against life itself. ❜ He flashes a small smile, eyes almost sparkling with a subtle fondness. As much as he wished to follow her advice, he couldn't seem to go against his nature. The Sidhe were a peaceful race , void of reckless emotions that didn't aid them in the long run. Of course they had their moments - - peace was never garenteed when the world plotted against you no matter where you came from. Even being half human had taken it's toll on him ; it had been a process to get this far. ❛ I write about prince charming, love , life in my novels.. and yet it seems to far out of reach. Is this a life we want to proceed with? It seems to bleak.. boring to avoid the small things. ❜

[yeolkeot]

( @ivnsng )

          despite the present ache in his stomach kihyun knows he would have come whether she promised food or not. without consequence or condition. coincidentally so ian hadn’t promised food when she asked him to drop by and walk her home. he’s giddy and for reasons he wouldn’t admit to anyone but her. it’s cold, it’s late and he’s sure there are pressing matters to discuss like why she looks like she’d rather shrink away from the night and not the wind. he stores them into the back of his mind in favor of a bright smile. he folds his words into categories like rude and inappropriate and it’s a pleasant feeling of control. his past few days can attest, this is the brightest kihyun has smiled in weeks. the truest. bouncing on the balls of his shoes he simply shakes his head at her words and nods in the direction of the road. orange contrasts with blue and the picture he paints for once isn’t so grey. “it’s cool noona, this is important right? you obviously wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t important.” whether or not he considers every request of hers to be important he won’t hint to. “are you cold? do you need a jacket?”

[csyng]

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                      ( only ) one word could describe the grin tainting her tiers at this moment as ian stood before the other ; and that was a sheepish . soft crashes of the water surrounding them kissing their flesh as ianthina’s hands tucked the said floaties behind her.  “  yes ? “ shedoesn’t mean it to be mean.  the sheer worry on her face is enough to notify she was being honest.  one could never be too sure .  a d d e d  protection if you asked her.  “ just you know one can never be careful ! what if you get a cramp or something ? the floaties will help you stay afloat . “

A soft whine passed through the idol’s lips. Sure, she had mentioned in an interview once that she didn’t know how to swim, but she’s gotten past that. She was living up to her name now. “The pool isn’t even that deep! I can just float off to shallower waters... I won’t die without the floaties...” Her cheeks puffed up as she splashed some of the water into Ianthina’s direction. “Besides, I have you to save me, don’t I?” she batted her eyelashes.

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ivnsng chased the cat

                                                                  the  female  blonde  PERCHED  over  the  front  counter,  elbow  resting  on  cool  granite  with  chin  coming  to  lay  in  the  palm  of  that  (  said  )  arm.    the  shop  was  quiet  e x c e p t  for  the  wind  chimes  shuttering  in  various  directions  in  reaction  to  the  opened  window  BEFORE  it.    it  always  had  a  (  steady  )  solitude  to  this  place  -------  it  was  why  she  chose  to  set  the  shop  here  for  the  witches  who  wanted  to  look  for  HERBS  in  peace.                 ears  perked  up  as  the  glass  door  opened  and  shut  in  motion  to  a  customer  w a l k i n g  through.     ❛  hello, krasivaya  -----  is  there  something  i  can  help  you  with ?  ❜