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Dulled eyes drifted over towards the drip that had been placed in her hand, glancing across at the various scars that lined her pale skin, her breath seeming to hitch slightly as she tried to remain calm, as her mind begun to remind her of what had happened, why she was here in the hospital. She sighed a little, closing her eyes to keep calm, concentrating on her breathing, not wanting to give them another reason to keep her in this horrid place. V knew that she didn’t like these places! He knew that she just wanted to go home, that she didn’t want to lay here and be poked and prodded at for how many days? It was worse than a cleansing in some manner - making her hand move to scratch at her arm as her skin seemed to itch simply at the thought alone. “I hurt you...didn’t I?”, she whispered, reaching up to gently place a hand on his face, tears shining in her eyes as she watched him, a weak smile forming at the mention of food. Course he had noticed that. Nothing could get by him. “...I’ve been eating enough - least I thought I was...I can try harder. I promise”

#mysmemuses #V:RFA #[[You are my Sunshine]]#//afk - queue

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The rants on color theory had yet to get boring, mostly due to the passion that showed in Jihyun’s whole being whenever he got started on it. He genuinely seemed happier than he had been two years earlier when they first met; of course they’d met because Jihyun had been drugged by his ex and a hell of a lot of other things going on that he still didn’t understand the whole extent of. But for a moment Vanderwood paused him in the middle of his rant and pushed some pieces of teal hair aside then leaned in enough to press his lips to Jihyun’s. Just that once, just to see what it was like and then never again, especially if Jihyun happened to respond badly to it.

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There certainly seemed to have been a drastic change in Rika’s character since they had come out here. They’d been hiding within this small abandoned house for a few months now - ever since that night when he had taken his second life. This place was perfectly suited for hiding - just outside of the main city enough to go unnoticed but close enough for them to walk in and get supplies as needed. Though Vanderwood had repeated time and time again that he wished for Rika to keep her own hands clean. He’d been on the streets for almost four years now. He knew what he was doing, knew how to get what they needed and yet Rika seemed to be becoming more and more adventurous - engaging in risky behaviours that kept making the slightly older one worry. In one way - it was a joy to watch her spread her wings, to see how free and alive she truly seemed compared to when she was stuck back at her home. In another - it was enough to give him a heart attack. He sighed softly as he sat in the doorway, watching the night sky above and blowing out a thin trail of smoke. He hadn’t been smoking for all too long but he found that it helped to calm down his nerves, especially on nights like these when Rika was off doing whatever it was that she was currently engaging in. He didn’t want to have to shadow her but he wished that she’d realise a little more that the streets were dangerous to live on. Sighing, a glint of golden hair caught his attention, Vanderwood tossing the half-finished cig to the ground as he got to his feet and started to walk towards her, sighing at the motion for him to turn back. Why? Was she running from something? That question though was answered almost at once, his eyes widening in fear at the sound to echo through the night, a howl of fear and anger escaping from the young male as he sprinted over to close the distance, pulling Rika gently into his arms as he tried to examine the damage that had been caused “Rika! Fuck... can you walk? We need to get inside... I need to see to this”. Her shoulder. That was okay... this was going to be okay... his hand was already wet with blood as he applied pressure to the wound, the attacker had already scampered off. Not that it mattered. They would need to move on after this but before that, he had to look at the wound - had to stop the bleeding.

#mysmemuses #tw: gun violence #tw:blood #V:Highschool AU #[[Lost Souls]]

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This was the natural spot he roamed whenever he’d been busy during the day to keep track of her movements. It wasn’t stalking if it was done out of concern - that was what he told himself anyway as he wandered through the park and towards their first meeting spot. It was a good place to begin his lookout and since he’d actually managed to find a small part-time job (it was only two hours every weekday but hey a start), he actually had a bit more cash in hand too. Some good food for the both of them seemed like such a good idea after the long week - the effects of which they no doubt both felt. His steps had slowed as he approached the stairway, seeing the curled up manner that his Angel was sitting, concern filling, with a healthy, dose of pent of rage for whoever had managed to make her this upset. Carefully, as always aware of not spooking the girl, he walked up the few stairs, watching her thin frame, feeling his chest burn as she shook so very slightly, even now attempting to hold in the torment that was racing through her mind. “...Rika”. Her voice was spoken in a soft whisper, almost so quietly that he wasn’t sure if he would have been heard until his nickname party from her lips, a weak smile forming as he knelt down by her side, quite unable to contain the shocked expression as she clung to his arm so tightly. Sighing, he gently reached over and ran his free hand through her hair, placing his forehead against her own with another soft sigh. “Rika… do I need to beat up someone ?” Not that violence was always the answer but it was a language that he knew so well. For anyone to have upset her to the point she was openly clinging and crying before him - it filled his heart with a fire that he had long thought buried deep within.

#mysmemuses #rp:Vanderwood #v:highschool au #//in which knight vanderwood beats up the local school children

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"I was kidnapped, tortured, and everything else not fun and you come back looking like a hippie and drinking Starbucks??"

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"You like this, don't you ? I remember you saying that." (From Zen)

The redhead blinked a couple times when the albino handed him a small cup of ice cream; gourmet, not to mention with his favourite topping. “T-thanks... I didn’t think you would remember something so meaningless.” but why was it meaningless? It mattered to him a lot the actor remembered, not to mention went out his way to get it, especially when his own brother struggled to find it at most shops as it was really premium quality and for a fair price. “Want to have a bite from it?”

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