#sanaxmi

[misanghyuk-blog]

➟ Give A Little

@sanaxmi

This was not the first time he had been dragged by a cop. Sanghyuk found himself in this position quite a lot these days, mostly while the SPD was trying to throw him out of the building after he showed up and just offered to help with something. He didn’t think they liked him very much, while he might be on their side, he was still a gang member and still broke the law to help, which was still illegal and he was often reminded that there was a cell in prison with his name on it if he kept things up. 

He kept things up. 

This time he was there not to offer some help, but instead he had with him some information he wanted to pass along to a certain someone. Sana and he had become close, something he was certain her superiors didn’t like very much because she was a cop and he was... the opposite. And yet she had become sort of an older sister figure to him in a rather short amount of time and this time he had dropped by to help her. 

Of course, he knew all about her family’s murder, having done some digging the very first time he learned he was going to have to be working with her on something. That particular information had been stored in the back of his head, but now he was putting that information to good use. Without her knowing about it, Sanghyuk had been spending a lot of his time these days trying to track down the killer, doing things that the SPD could not because of the law they followed. It had taken some months, but he was certain that he had a solid lead and wanted to break the news to her. Hence the visit to the station. 

It was supposed to be a surprise, though he had been caught trying to ‘break in’ to her little tech lab to surprise her so was now being dragged to a holding cell by a rather disgruntled looking cop. 

“Listen,” he whined, trying to wiggle he way out of the tight grip on his arm, “I just wanted to see Sana. Minatozaki Sana, you know. Come on I haven’t done anything wrong!” At this point the cop started to list off all the things in the past he had actually done which were against the law... which was actually quite a long list. Sanghyuk’s face just contorted into a small pout still kicking his feet a little as he was practically dragged down a corridor. “This is just wrongful arrest,” his voice got a little louder, trying to draw some attention to this situation, “I just need to talk to Sana. It’s important.”

[mixcoup-blog]

💎 — house of memories ;

 @sanaxmi.

as tedious as it may have been for most, seungcheol found that he enjoyed the mundane things in life like shopping for groceries. it gave him a rare sense of normality, as though his life hadn’t been fucked up from top to bottom for the last six or so years (he wasn’t keeping count). it was the same convenience store he’d shopped from all of his life, and every so often he’d catch a glimpse of a memory that happened what felt like a lifetime ago.

searching for nothing in particular, he browsed the aisles, humming to himself as he stopped in front of a few snacks on display. a reminiscent smile formed on his lips as he remembered how magical that one little aisle had seemed all those years ago, and how much joy he had managed to find in the little things in life. even after all of this time, it still managed to put a smile on his face, even if only from the memory. every so often, he found himself wishing that he could return to that time when things had seemed so bright.

[wonwoomi]

“Calm down, Grinch. You’re not going to steal my Christmas.”

★ christmas memes

“why does everyone keep calling me grinch? do I give off a certain vibe that I hate christmas? how? I literally fucking love christmas.” it’s obvious in the biting tone of his voice that he’s bitter— bitter that it seems to be the common belief that he, santa’s biggest fan, is a grump all year. “christmas is one of, like— three things that I actually hold fondness for.” the others being mingyu and naps, of course, but he doesn’t specify. instead, he continues to frown, eyebrows furrowing to meet in the centre and his lips pursing into thin lips. “whatever. enjoy your festive hot chocolate.” he pushes the to-go cup in her direction, still visibly frustrated. “come again, I guess.” 

[mixdoyoung]

“Where do we hang the stockings if we don’t have a fireplace?”

Christmas Memes — Accepting 

“I don’t know? Anywhere you can hang it, like the foot of your bed or something,” he suggests distractedly as carries out a balancing act on a chair perched preciously on its two hind legs while stringing up Christmas garlands along the length of the wall. 

He still didn’t get why Sana was so intent on decorating her place for the holidays when they both knew she wasn’t expecting any guest whatsoever, but to each their own he supposes. And honestly, he had no right to point that out to her either, because its not like he plans on holding and Christmas parties, or even small gatherings at his place; But that didn’t stop him from wrapping almost everything in his apartment with fairy lights.

The whole decorating endeavour had been more for Sicheng’s benefit if anything. Not that he’s complaining. Sicheng had enjoyed the activity, and what Sicheng likes. He likes too. So all’s good.

“Actually, why not by the window?” He suggests, turning to face Sana, “Since there’s no chimney for Santa, I guess he can come through the window instead.”

He spares a fleeting glance towards the windows, shrugging, “Though I doubt anyone would be able to enter through there. Even Santa. It feels like you booby trap or have surveillance at every entrance to your place or something.”

[mingyuxmi]

❝ you’re not going to make me carve this pumpkin all by myself, are you? ❞

Sentence Starters: Closed➡️ ( canon; unknown )

A quiet hum resonated from the back of his throat as he turned to face the girl that was seated on the floor. There was a towel laid out to keep things from getting messy and a bowl sitting next to her which he assumed would be for the pumpkin guts. A soft, subtle smile formed on his face as he mentally referred to them as such, sucking in a deep breath which he soon exhaled in a sigh. It seemed rather impolite to do anything other than shake his head, so that’s exactly what he did in response. If the girl wanted help carving her pumpkin, what kind of man would he be to force her to do it alone? It’s not something that he’s actually done before, not in his current lifetime, anyway, so he wasn’t too opposed.

As a matter of fact, he was quite curious. He chuckled before stepping closer and kneeling down before completely sitting on the floor alongside her.

Using a knife was far from foreign to him so he was fairly certain that he would be skilled at creating the different shapes. His love for art would be sure to benefit him as well, right? All of these first experiences made his heart that constantly yearned for more knowledge soar.

The girl probably didn’t realize it upon questioning him, but she managed to actually give him a sense of excitement that took him back to the days of his childhood. It was something so simple, but there was no doubt that it would gift him with an immense amount of happiness, whether it would actually show on his features or not. He cleared his throat as he held open his overturned palm to her, silently asking for her to hand him the knife. Once it was given, he started cutting open the top so that they could begin removing whatever was inside. After a moment of things falling silent, he calmly asked, “Have you done this many times before?”

[mingyuxmi]

cauldron, corn maze, shapeshifter

Headcanon Meme: Accepting➡️ ( answered by; muse )

Cauldron: What kind of potion would you make if you had the opportunity?

"Ahealing potion, I suppose. That sounds like it'd be the most useful.Maybe I wouldn't use it immediately, but I feel like it woulddefinitely come in handy eventually."

Corn Maze: What is your favorite autumn activity?

"I'mnot sure that I have a specific favorite activity. If I'm beinghonest, I just enjoy the autumn overall. I appreciate the scenery andthe temperatures. The colors are beautiful and something about autumnair is so peaceful to me. Though, I like to take walks."

Shapeshifter: What are you dressing up as this year?

"I'llgive you a hint. It's cold, old, and has fangs."

[mixdoyoung]

haunted house, corn maze, zombie

Headcanon Meme — Accepting

Haunted House: Have you ever broken into an abandoned house or building?“Maybe…”

( Yes. Definitely. )

Corn Maze: What is your favourite autumn activity?→ answered here

Zombie: Do you think that you could survive a zombie apocalypse?→ answered here   

[mingyuxmi]

no rest for the wicked.

@sanaxmi

If he knew the exact situation that would be unfolding in simply a matter of time, he would wonder if it was the world punishing him. It was like déjà vu except a little less amusing. Was he getting rusty? Was it his fault? Or, was it simply a coincidence? All questions that he didn't know whether or not he'd get an answer to, but he knew for a fact that he would still attempt being more careful in the future. Maybe that was the true purpose of this happening twice so close to one another... maybe it was the universe trying to push him to further hone his abilities so that he would be even stealthier and less detectable than before.

Regardless of why it was happening, in the precise moment that it was taking place, he truly wished that it wasn't. On the bright side, having already experienced it, there was a chance he would have a better idea of how to go about things so that he could avoid being injured this time. After he had singlehandedly drained the life out of his target, he turned around and calmly stared at the girl that had stumbled upon the crime scene. He wanted to mutter some sort of curse under his breath, but he also feared of spooking her.

Right now, the only thing he had to worry about was ensuring that she wouldn't be murdered by the others on their way to chase him down. In one swift movement, he grabbed her, placing his hand over her mouth before letting out soft shushes. "I'm not going to kill you," he gently whispered before continuing, "but that doesn't mean you won't end up dead. Don't make any noises... I'm going to take my hand away now, but if you scream... some bad people might find us before I can ensure either of our safeties, understood?"