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« hanui :: sms » is that right? i don’t think i’ve ever heard of that before. wonder what they got against the oven, hah.

[spoiledsovls]

@selcovth.

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“oh. is it suddenly my fault that y’didn’t wanna answer me so it jus’ made me look like a fool? i jus’ wanted t’know why y’had t’put more ink over your tattoos. i guess it fades-- i know that now. no thanks t’you. but i guess it’s pre’ cool t’see it up close in action..” hyejung shrugs her shoulders, now keeping her attention on the person who was touching up her tattoos. did that mean she had to do the same to hers? although they were pretty new, she was sure that it wouldn’t happen anytime soon.

“nothin’ that i do with you is legal, let’s be honest. takin’ me t’a sex shop an’ drinkin’ with me. shit’s crazy, i think people would be jealous. in all honesty, yeah. although, it doesn’t entitle me the cool label, s’just stuff i do on a regular basis..” hyejung purses her lips, maybe she should just keep them shut for the rest of the way. the girl was getting tired of her own voice.

[kur88-blog]

Carving Pumpkins. Beanies. Thanksgiving. Cider.

‘ ᴀᴜᴛᴜᴍɴ ᴀꜱᴋꜱ ᴍᴇᴍᴇ → ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ. ’

Carving Pumpkins: Do you have any unusual talents?

Define ‘unusual’. Unless you mean something completely useless that I have because that would be.. I suppose.. singing. Though it’s not unusual. Maybe being able to handle firearms? Hold my breath for unusual amounts of time? Lock picking? I have many, most aren’t that unusual though.

Beanies: What is your most prized possession?

....A mask my father gifted me when I was young.

Would you rather speak all languages or be able to talk to animals?

This is a bit obvious. Clearly speak to animals so I can fulfill my dream of filling into snow white's role. Who needs to be able to speak all languages? Tsk.

Cider: What would you title your autobiography?

This is a hard one. Let’s see.. perhaps.. ‘黒 vs 白’. Hard to explain why. Possibly due to copious amounts of character development in my own autobiography.

[kur88-blog]

「der·e·lict - se·oul 」

( selcovth​ + @kur88 ) :

It’s something like moving through a dream, the events that unfolded these past weeks. Something that a logical man would find humorous if told about at a bar or over the phone. It actually is quite funny. The fact something out of fiction has become a reality and that said reality was a warped, fucked up situation the logical man was dropped into. A head doctor and hesiter now dropped into the middle of some TV show. Ah. The man truly wished it was just some TV show. The actual undead roaming around Seoul and all of Korea was something he thought he’d be dead far before he saw the day. The international news had declared that S.K be evacuated immediately- as in- only important personel were able to escape unscathed. 

Korea has been blocked off at all ports and planes gone or still grounded now infested. It was as if the south had become the north, blocked off to the world, not letting anyone in or out. And now there were corpses piled up everywhere, body bags, tattered remains. This logical man was a head doctor here and even he was offered to be transferred by the government. 

Of course. He refused.

His crew was going to be left behind and he couldn’t exactly say ‘hey so, heads up, i’m a fucking international criminal heist man with a crew I need you to bring.’ Of course not. the man may seem expressionless- emotionless- void of any type of human feelings but he had a strict loyalty to those around him. To those who stuck with him. And now here he was locked down in his home in the hidden basement where he and his crew organized heists. It was pretty convenient having a firearms bunker in your home and being a notorious criminal who was never caught. Along with being the head doctor at the main hospital in Seoul Yes. Very convenient indeed. 

Slender fingers move quickly to put together one of his favored guns: an MP5 and his UMP45 was already standing against the wall beside him. A small hand gun was tucked into the back of his belt beforehand and he flips up the lock before he stands. “.... mm.”  This was something he enjoyed before everything went to shit in the world. Well. In Korea. He had no clue what the situation was like outside S.K. He used to enjoy this and traveling outside of Korea. Clearly that wasn’t an option now. With an unreadable expression the man moves to pick up his guns, throwing them over his shoulder by the straps and kicking the latch to the gun closet shut as he moved past them. It was collection day, so fuck. A grand time trying not to be mauled while entering the city. Sounds like a lovely day. Kuro just snorts at his own thoughts before he looks back at his bunker once more. “be back soon.” he snorts out to humor himself, patting the door before he slams it shut, tugging the rug over it with his foot. 

[kur88-blog]

selcovth​:

( — ♡ ) her entire being seemed to freeze at the words. her eyes widening just enough to show the beginning stages of shock at the words that had just been spoken to her. to HER. the actual queen of halloween; lee hanui. turning slowly on her heels, it seems as if the world was what moved her rather than her own muscles, that was how fluid and gentle the motion was. now facing the man, she finds herself staring at him, her momentary shock starting to wear off and instead being replaced with what could only be described as disbelief.

people could hate halloween? how? HOW? it was the most amazing holiday ever. she literally had no idea how she’d lived so long without it. true, it wasn’t exactly a popular holiday in korea but it had started showing itself a few years ago and the spread of celebration seemed to be moving each year. costumes. candy. spooky things. honey honestly thought that the entire month should be dedicated to it all, rather than just a singular day.

finally, words spilled out of her mouth, the click of her tongue sounding right afterwards as if to make a point of how incredible the statement had been to her. after all, how could it not be? when she was standing there, in the middle of the aisle, with a whole armful of various halloween decorations clutched to her chest as if she were worried that the man’s statement would somehow nullify her beloved holiday.

 ❛ how can you even say that? and to me, of all people.  ❜

something tells the man that his choice of words was going to cause a bit of issues if not an earful. kuro had always been one not to filter his thoughts and speak them aloud. it just so happened that whenever he saw a 'happy halloween' sign he got just a tad bit too blunt with his thoughts. luckily this time no swears had been included. if they had been he's sure the woman's reaction would have been much, much worse. but he finds it a bit endearing how worked up she gets. it's as if she was puffing up like a tiny bird in disbelief of his statement. quite amusing to see as well.

but the reasoning behind his words was one he wasn't sure he'd like to share. what could he say? that his birthday lay on the same day as the damned holiday for children and screaming witches? hence why he greatly disliked the fact the holiday dare lay on the day that should be celebrated by himself and others due to childhood trauma? ah, yes. that certainly would go well. not. not at all. and he wasn’t about to test it and find out. 

especially since he had personally made the mistake of saying it to her of all people when he had agreed to accompany her. he had just been silently trailing behind her, suit still on from working the office this morning. and letting her rabble on and on about the holiday as if a child excited from presents on christmas. as he said before, he found it endearing. so the fact he slipped up and said such a statement- he had to deal with it.

"My apologies.. I didn't quite think before I spoke. It's just a personal matter. I’m sure it’s a lovely holiday. . ."

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《 @selcovth ; Continuing Conversation 》↴

　　　　　　　　Scowling from the fact that his heart nearly felt like it was being thrown out of his own body with the amount of times she got him in the place of becoming extremely scared and jumpy, He should have known by the third time that she was going to do it again but no — Yoongi didn’t get the memo, His ‘panties’ were nearly in a TWIST. His hands shoving into the pockets of his bomber jacket to stop himself from being just as childish as her by crossing his arms over his chest and look like he was sulking — ❝There’s plenty we can do to kill time, That’s the whole point of hanging out, Not having you SCARE the fuck out of me every HOUR.❞ He huffed. 

　　　　　　　　And finally peeling his eyes away from her, He scans his eyes over the shops that they were near by. ❝Why don’t we go in there and play with some of the crappy halloween stuff they’re selling?❞ A childish idea for a childish person he was hanging out with — Could actually be FUN though.

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@selcovth.

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“they call this the costume store? more like ‘i can’t get original ideas’ store. god.. but then again, most costume stores are structured t’be like this. why are girls outfits like this? disgustin’.. not like m’restrictin’ what girls can be, but if we wanna be somethin’ else? like a dick or somethin. that doesn’t mean i wanna be one, jus’ an example an’ first thing that i thought of. so, don’t think too much of it.” her fingers brush along the lace lining that most of the dresses had. geez. what’s up with the lace, too? what did she even want to be? hyejung didn’t know. should they just leave? 

her arm extends to grab a maid outfit, placing it over her figure. “although, this looks cute. where the hell is the hell is the headband- oh.” it was knocked up in some other place, althogh it wasn’t very far from its original setting. taking it from another costume, she pulls it over. “looks good, or?”

she then shrugs her shoulders at how most lacked originality. she throws it back on the floor as she found it, letting out a sigh. “i’ll just. maybe i’ll do some special effects. y’know latex, right? make it look like scissors were stabbed in my eye or somethin’. at least that’s a bit more original than all these generic costumes.. y’know? shit.. how much is it?” she then checks the tags on one costume, making a face of disgust. “nahh.. nah. they’re not even worth it. s’bullshit.”