#meme();

[irodzuke-a]

(for yes, no game ) ever cheated in games like poker or chess?

The 'yes or no' game. || accepting

The fabric of reality had been rent asunder. In that singular, earth-shattering instant immutable truth comes to slip past pursed lip-line effortlessly and unmoored, " YES, for poker, NO for chess. "

Poker was a dirty game, so he felt no remorse confessing to that —- with chess, however, it was different, he'd hate himself for cheating.

[argentarrogance]

📜

Send in 📜 and I’ll use this incorrect quotes generator using your muse and my muse. || @magnetic-regent-magneto

Quicksilver: I actually have a black belt. Magneto: In what, karate? Quicksilver: No, from Gucci.

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Quicksilver: Okay. I get it. You've had a really hard time lately, you're stressed out, seven people died- Magneto: Twelve, actually. Quicksilver: Not the point. Look, they're dead now and really whose fault is that? Magneto: Yours! Quicksilver: That's right: no one's.

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Quicksilver: .. .----. -- / … --- .-. .-. -.-- [translation: I’M SORRY] Magneto: What's that? Quicksilver: Remorse code. Magneto: I'm even angrier now.

'' Can't say I haven't learned a thing from you now. ''

[hiredassault]

𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗛𝗔𝗨𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗦𝗘 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨?

   the stairs

There’s something eerie about this house, something wholly unfamiliar in the familiar. You’ve always been aware of it, of everything just a little too much. You’ve seen how this house sinks its teeth into whatever passes through it because you are the passage that connects one to the other. So you know how this ends — when someone believes they can tame a predator, and now you must sit back in and watch as they become the newest prey. You have a good heart, or what is left of it, but you learned the hard way to put yourself first in a place like this. So make no mistake, when the third step from the top creaks it is not without purpose. You are a bridge, at the end of the day, the intermediate between the familiar and then unknown. A staircase goes both up and down, after all.

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[yoogeonyh]

yoogeon’s family playlist

take me home, ustheduo | mother haewon

for a long time, yoogeon has felt alone. to lose trust in his grandparents, people who had nurtured and loved him for such a while, then lose his mother, and be expected to allow someone to replace her in his life... it was never something young yoogeon could understand. issues all have a starting point and maybe for yoogeon, the first step to addressing them was admitting that he wish he knew why - how, his mother could leave without ever looking back at him.

belong, slenderbodies | grandmother gyeong

yoogeon would always hold a special place in grandma gyeong's heart. and it would never be something yoogeon would truly know. the memories she cherished and the way she wished to see him running by her side on the fields just once more... silent wishes that were made unheard. stuffed into the back of his dresser where all the unopened letters from his grandmother remained. a door untouched. a door yoogeon had no will to open.

lost boy, ruth b | sister @yejiyh​

yoogeon has done many things well. being a good child. a diligent student. an empathetic friend. an ambitious worker. but one thing yoogeon has never seemed to do well is simply being an older brother. the innocent shine in little yeji's eyes is something buried deep in his own memories that always resurfaced whenever asked about siblings. along with a feeling that he could never explain. how was yoogeon supposed to help yeji find her way when he himself was lost from the beginning?

hero, family of the year | father taehwan

there are many words left unsaid. there are many knots to be undone. there are intentions and actions meant to be explained. but it's much easier pretending that everything is okay when there are certain expectations to be met. if there was one thing yoogeon learned early on, it was that as long as he was good it meant he would be left alone. and maybe that was what caused an even bigger rift between father and son, but it was enough to keep them together and maybe that was all that mattered to each.

don’t worry, lee jeok | grandfather daeshim

if there's one thing that grandfather daeshim has always held as a deep sorrow in his heart, it was knowing that yoogeon would never truly understand why things happened the way they did. at least not while he was still there. to love someone so dearly knowing that there's is nothing in their heart but disdain towards you is a heavy feeling to carry. all he can wish for is that after he's gone, yoogeon will return to yunhwa and learn the truth. it's a hard thing. going through life knowing that some things are simpler than they seem and yet still turn out the way they do.

seattle, sam kim | han yoogeon

there are many things that yoogeon can face bravely. especially being alone. it's something he's learned to do growing up with such an incredible will that his father was unable to penetrate it. but if there's one thing that yoogeon can't do, it's turning back to face the things from his past alone. it's a belief rooted so deeply inside him that he'd rather let everything go than chasing to piece everything together. no matter how much he wants to run though, he has no choice now.

nosedive, dynamic duo & chen | to. yoogeon

yoogeon honestly needs a heart pouring sob session and how to learn how to express himself properly when it comes to his family.

(cr. music player)

[acerbusfilus]

Send me “Playlist” in my inbox and I will list 3-10 songs that either fit our muses together, or just your muse, or just hits the aesthetic marks for your muse/our muse’s relationship, Whatever my brain decides. 

[miss-rickards]

anon time

emily r. | serinda | brie | crystal | sarah | anna k. | liz | maia | caity | katie | carlos | emma | melissa | witney | lily | jana | shantel | danielle | ben | katelyn  | gina | anna f | jennifer m. | taylor | hilary | jordan | victoria | reese | kara | juliana | violett | lea | vanessa | alison | eddie | cobie | saoirse | jennifer l. | candice | zooey | emily b. | melissa f. | tessa | kelsea | keria | jennifer g. | leighton | kat d. | kat m. | safiya | nick || naomi | lauren

[shxfu]

“ you’re — you’re bleeding —” (Tigress? :o)

the path of a hero.

             ❝ Tigress, ❞ he muttered under his breath seeing her silhouette in a distance. His weakened body ached for a rest as he slowly dragged his feet towards the palace breathing heavily. Desperately, he tried to keep his good posture notwithstanding the growing pain in his muscles, yet even his thoughts were growing hazy along with the misty mountain view. The further he ascended, the more he was losing his grasp over them, until there remained a mere clear memory to pierce his mind: the victory was on their side. But what was the price of this victory? Shifu made another effort to step higher and his limp almost caused him to fall.

He was happy to see her safe and sound. So much that he made no sound when a sharp pain coursed through his stomach and overtook him right away. He halted at the very last few stairs that separated him from his faithful student and instantly pressed his hand onto his abdomen, grimacing. Hesitantly he looked down to see red color streaming through his fingers…

❝ What ? No, I am… ❞ his voice let out in desbelief and his mind recalled of the critical blow he received at the battlefield. Back then it only seemed that he walked through the terror of war being unscathed. And the reality proved the opposite.

                          ❝ No… no…❞

Shifu was fighting the increasing hurt, but to no avail. It brought him to his knees and then it made him fall down in exhaustion.

                  ❝ Tigress… let Oogway know that.. I did it. ❞