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[desanguined]

          🔪   ━━        @manticxre​ - inwoo [ starter call ]  

                   “    NO   ONE   CAN   SAY  we  do  not  make  the  best  out  of  what  we  are   given.  ”  the  pale  man  speaks.  an  inviting  finality  to  the  words  as  he  sets  down  the  tea.  the  small  earthenware  pot  softly  glowing  above  the  warming  plate.  “  though  I   find  I  must  officially  declare  that  you  are  allowed  nowhere  near  my  orchids.  ”

a  small  smile  pulls  tight  the  corners.  fixing  Inwoo  with  a  pale  -  eyed  stare.  “  they  are  finnicky  enough  without  learning  to  spit  seeds  at  me.  ”

[thedivinepair]

@manticxre​ ​

    “  I  just  fought  off  a  hoard  of  demon  lions,  mate.  So,  if  you  think  I’m  going  to  tug  my  feet  up  so  you  can  have  space  to  sit  down  on  this  couch,  you  are  mistaken.  ”

   In  a  not-so-bizarre  turn  of  events,  August  Wang  was  yet  again  sprawled  across  the  couch  with  limbs  sticking  out  at  odd  angles.  Therefore,  he  was  willing  to  exaggerate  his  exhaustion  just  to  stay  where  he  was.  Even  though  he  did  fight  off  a  hoard  of  demons,  it  wasn’t  as  taxing  on  him  as  he  had  admitted.  In  fact,  he  even  made  a  detour  for  ice  cream  on  the  way  back.   (  No  one  tell  Amira.  As  much  as  he  loved  her,  he  was  not  so  keen  on  sharing  when  he  knew  she  would  just  take  it  all.  )

  “  Wait  a  second,  who  are  you  ?  Please  don’t  be  another  demon,  because  I’m  not  getting  up  from  here.  ”

[ofgentleresolve-a]

in another place || au starter ( ft. @manticxre )

“Alternate universes,” He murmurs. Not that he doesn’t believe in them ( the possibilities of what the world has to offer after all is limitless ), but believing in them is very different from humans actually witnessing the very concept. As important as the progress of science is, some things, he knows from personal experience are better left UNTOUCHED. The magazine article in question rests on his good leg as Myungdae readjusts his glasses. They may be wire-rim, but they still make the back of his ears ache. He turns to the person sitting next to him. “A hypothetical question- if alternate universes exist then would you include intertwined timelines in that category?”

[shamsgoddess]

@manticxre​  for  spooky  starters  (  still  accepting  )

  “  So,  you  really  think  this  is  a  good  idea  ? ”   Aurora  vaguely  gestured  towards  the  important  seeming  book  in  their  grasp.  It  was  a  hefty  thing  with  yellowed  pages  and  its  cover  was  fashioned  with  some  skin.  There  was  an  eerie  shape  on  top  of  it.  Something  geometrical  that  she  couldn’t  make  out.  It  was  menacing  to  say  the  least.  Her  comely  features  were  tugged  into  a  bored  look  as  if  she  was  itching  for  something.  Of  course,  curiosity  glimmered  in  those  dark  skies  of  her  eyes,  but  there  was  also  wariness  embedded  in  them.   “  I  mean,  not  to  burst  your  bubble  or  anything,  but  if  you  raise  the  dead  tonight  or  bring  an  apocalypse,  I’m  going  to  destroy  the  solar  system.  You  know  I  can  do  that  easily,  right  ?  I  am  not  going  to  Jill  Valentine  my  way  for  the  rest  of  my  days  just  because  you  got  bored.  ”    

[iosmoved]

@manticxre​ cotinued x.

She could say the same, yeah, that she was holding back and it would be the truth but why saying it if it's so painfully obvious? Crimson liquid flowing down adolescent cheeks, white of her eyes completely hidden underneath the blood. The dagger made out of her own blood rests calmly in her hand.

   ❛ One day, you will be beneath me. I will decide about your life. ❜

It's a declaration, her voice gives off how certain she is. Her legs move forward to follow Inwoo, weapon melts and returns to her veins, though it will take a several minutes for Magda's eyes to look presentable to the common folk.

Her gaze scan his form and a question is asked, though not very likely she gets a truthful answer. ❛ How is your leg? ❜

[escapedartgeek]

@manticxre

[x]

Zora had been a little nervous about Daeyoung’s reaction to their contributions. So when he smiled brightly at them, they couldn’t help but sigh a bit in relief. “Oh wonderful. Yeah, the powers of photoshop magic can never be praised enough. The flexibility can be wielded in wondrous ways.“ Helping people with book covers had been pretty satisfying work and this was no exception.

“Right. It took a little bit to get it reflective the way that I like it. But I have some things that help with the process.“ A cheeky little smile, proud of their handiwork. “You’re welcome! ”

They listened and nodded understanding that this would be a bit of a risk. “I think it’ll do pretty okay considering the risk. Especially since it was given the okay to be sold, that gives it a little more potential for visibility.“

[dvarapala]

“The real world? Everyone out there wants to be us. We are what you aspire to be, not run away from.” (Daeyoung you're being a little too loud)

xoxo // @manticxre (daeyoung)

"oh, um, wow. that's... that's a lot. a lot of---a lot of, uh, confidence?"

udyati doesn't have that much confidence. and it probably shows. she gnaws on her lower lip. "honestly, i figured i'd be something to run away from. 'cause, uh, why aspire to be someone who does not do well when it comes to school stuff, you know?"

[taleofkngs]

@manticxre​

“Let me out.”

His screaming was pointless. It had been pointless yesterday, and the day before. How could he find himself like this: confined in a small room, a prisinor to what he suspected was his uncle’s paranoia and heartless screaming.

“I said let me out!”

How long would it take until the public would notice his absence? How long was it, that his uncle could cover up that his sweet, dear nephew was kidnapped by some madman. “I promise, nothing will happen to you if you just let me go.” Pause. “How much is he paying you?”

A small metal door slid open and a tray was slipped in. On it lay a set of unwelcoming vegetables and a bowl of rice. But hungry, he could only dream about the kind of meals he had usually the pleasure to have access to.

“You can’t keep me hear like this!”

A loud thump resounded when his fist his the door in frustration. And startled by the door suddenly openening, he jumped back.