#mcxhoseok

[mcxmomo-blog]

fairy in a jar ;

despite the idea that humans were conjured up of foulness and tainted hearts, momo couldn’t help be at least slightly intrigued by their nature. perhaps venturing away from the faery realm would be a grave mistake the second time around, decades later after the first, but she can see how much humans have changed and advanced. they weren’t as they were before. they weren’t as art centric, they weren’t praying to their gods, they weren’t wearing traditional clothing -- she didn’t realise the humans could advance so quickly in so little time.

she’s amazed by the electric advertisements and the bright lights of shop windows. sleek, faster automobiles catch her interest even now: their designs contrasting drastically to what it was some 80 years ago. she tries to keep her gawking to a minimum, as always, but there’s typically something new that catches her eye. this time it was the lights of an electronics store. the whirrs of the machines within piqued her interest. the faery wandered over with wide curious eyes similar to that of a child.

momo looks around in complete shock that no one is nearly as interested in this like she is. she assumes that they (humans) had grown accustomed to their own creations. the idea amazes her simply because she can’t believe anyone who isn’t interesting in buying something called an ipad that responds when you touch it.

she turns back to the window display to stare at the other items for sale in the establishment. in the shaded reflection of the window she notices her eyes are still their natural lilac colour. momo’s breath hitched at her own rookie mistake of leaving her natural eye colour. she looked around quickly to make sure no one was paying attention -- no one was -- and she switched the colour to a dark brown as she sees that everyone else has. she coughs a bit nervously despite the fact that she’s sure no one could have caught her eyes changing from purple to dark brown.

without further interruptions momo pulls herself away from the electronics shop window, suddenly feeling too paranoid to stick by the store any long. the detour was long enough. she had to start heading towards the library.

@mcxhoseok

[pxkjae-blog]

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☂ : Storms or clear skies?

He prefers clear skies, but they sometimes bring him down considering he can no longer actually feel the warmth that they can bring. Despite that, he does enjoy sunny and bright days, and they always put him in a good mood– like the dumb bouncing around and singing type of mood. (He also likes storms, mainly because that means Donghyun doesn’t have to avoid the sunlight–)

☯ : Do they believe for every darkness there is a lightness? If not, why?

He’d like to believe that, and he does push himself to do so whenever met with a “bad” situation… But he’s also realistic considering he’s lived for how long now and has seen all the things that life can throw at a person. But I mean, he tries being as positive as possible. There’s no point in dreading life when you’re kind of stuck with it.

[mcxnamjoon-blog]

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    .  .  .    &  mcxhoseok asked: ☁️ ☯

‘  ☠ : Are there any recent/daily thoughts they have about death or dying?  ——

For someone with his history, it can be expected that he’d harbor some thoughts concerning his death, or death in general, due to the negligence of his parents at such an early age. However, that is not the case; instead, Namjoon doesn’t think about such morbid subjects often, and if he does it’s in either a philosophical or studious consideration of magic’s capabilities to avoid death or of the theory behind death in unnaturals. When he thinks about death or dying now, it’s more like he thinks about it in context or in relation with life, and it’s both because of the fact that there cannot be death without life first as well as how he’s been given a proper chance at a life that he won’t be taking for granted anytime soon.

‘ ♥ : Name one thing about the way their emotions work that they despise.  ——

A single word that characterizes Namjoon at his uttermost foundation is ‘sincerity’. He’s extremely genuine in everything he does, from the words he speaks to the actions he makes to the emotions he feels; although encompassing that trait can frustrate him a lot. It’s knowing that no matter what image he’d like to give off to those around him or what things he tries to convince himself, he can’t help but relay himself 100% or not at all. It means that if he doesn’t want to admit something to himself or others, then he won’t be able to think or anything else until he can manage to be himself once again. It’s being so honest with yourself, after having spent so long with no one but yourself, that you’re incapable of ignoring the things you don’t like about who you are or who others are, or even confess to the things that you do like about who you are or who others are.  He despises this about his emotions simply because it’s truth.

‘ ☁️  : Describe how they would spend a stormy, overcast/rainy day.  ——

Since Namjoon isn’t so fond of stormy, overcast/rainy days, he can definitely be found cooped up in some closed setting, warmly lit and quiet. He’d try his best to keep himself distracted from the weather, so he’d be busying himself with some type of activity whether it be practicing magic, offering extra help to Seonja, his mother figure, in their apartment above the shop or in the shop——anything that needed to be done. Stormy, overcast/rainy days would be very productive for him, rather than relaxing.

‘ ☯  : Do they believe for every darkness there is a lightness? If not, why?  ——

Yes. Without a doubt. Namjoon’s mind likes to make sense of the world by looking at the big picture and the relationships that make up the big picture, almost like understanding that in order to have the completed puzzle there must be puzzle pieces to be put together first. In the same way he thinks about death in context with life, he would think about darkness in context with light. Without parallels, Namjoon’s comprehension of the world and the factors within it would probably drive himself into total confusion, since his beliefs are majorly made up of an appreciation for the complexities between opposites as well as the second chances that positives can give to negatives. If he were to believe that there was only ever one way to have things be, such as only either dark or light, he probably wouldn’t have as good of a head on his shoulders as he does now. He believes balance among variety is an important aspect to all things tangible and intangible.

[mxgongchan-blog]

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♆ : Are they prone to violent outbursts or thoughts?Outbursts? Almost never. Thoughts? Constantly. Chansik is more of the ‘sit there quietly and plan someone’s demise’ type - silent misfortune spells being his favourite hobby. He’s never been in a physical fight and never plans to be - but the thought has crossed his mind more than once. 

[ex-mxdaisuke-blog]

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☯ : Do they believe for every darkness there is a lightness? If not, why?

Ask him seven years ago, and he would have said there is an imbalance of dark and light--whether this is represented by people, their actions, behavior, or determined ‘good’ and ‘bad’ deeds. He was concerned people do not focus on the real issues and instead focus on the problems they are desperate to find in everyone else. His spiritually experienced a shift when people started to consider he may be a murderer according to what the media and police said about him. Rumors are persistent little things, and it grew beyond what the truth could control. 

Isolation, social or otherwise, is damaging, regardless if it is deliberate or committed through passive silence surrounding the victim. He was raised on roman catholic values but that moral code and faith did little to comfort him then, still nearly a kid. His cross is little more than an old go-to now, since it was his sister’s and he keeps it as a reminder of her. He was pessimistic about humanity for a while until he came to his own conclusions concerning people. Presently he believes for every bit of lightness, there is the potential for darkness and not necessarily an equal amount of darkness itself. It’s no so simple as dark vs. light from his perspective. 

۞: Are there any inner demons they can never seem to get rid of? What are they? 

Survivor’s guilt. He’s been through so many deaths in his family, including his own twin sister. Starts to wonder, what makes him so special or worth not suffering the same fate? Not that he believes in fate, but more in the idea of wicked chance. According to probability, so many deaths in dissimilar ways should be impossible. There has to be other reasons. Other possibilities beyond what a smarter man claims. He thinks so. Questioning those deaths was his way of coping with it, and still is. The longer he searches out unsolved murder cases, pokes his nose into files of the deceased for answers, the longer he allows that demon to grow. He has never actually faced his grief. Just released it into another cage.  

[mxminwoo-blog]

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✉ : Do they tend to rely on words or actions more?

minwoo relies on both equally as much. every single move, every single action, every single syllable, the stress, the intonation-- every conscious action is part of a well-crafted mask he uses to deceive people, to make them what he wants them to think. when speaking about what he does unconsciously though, it’s actions he’ll rely on.