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[misfated]

❝is it just part of the process?❞

florence & the machine starters | accepting ❛ is it just part of the process? ❜  | yi hongwi

winter  has  given  way  to  springtime  &  the  blossoming  of  beautiful  greenery.  &  yellows,  &  pinks,  too.  they  have  come  to  enjoy  these  quiet  afternoons,  him  writing  away  about  any  &  everything  &  her  listening  to  music  as  she  studies.  the  day  ambles  by  &  the  people  &  they  don’t  have  much  care  for  the  outside  world,  sitting  peacefully  in  this  one  they’ve  created.  a  spirit  calls  &  she  answers  &  they  continue  on  as  if  it  is  normal.  ❛ is it just a part of the process? ❜  hongwi  asks,  out  of  the  blue.  not,  though,  an  unreasonable  question.  it’s  something  she’s  considered  for  quite  some  time  herself,  in  those  lonely  hours  where  she  has  nothing  in  particular  &  somehow  yet  everything  on  her  mind.  ❛ life, you mean? ❜  she  muses,  her  gaze  lifting  from  the  textbook  to  the  gentle  pastels  that  paint  the  horizon  before  capturing  the  courage  to  meet  his.  he’s  often  asking  questions  she  hasn’t  quite  had  the  chance  to  figure  out,  but  she  appreciates  how  he  doesn’t  hold  back  his  curiosity.  it’s  refreshing,  &  so  unlike  those  who  stare  &  whisper  &  try  to  keep  their  bewilderment  so  hidden  &  quiet.  ❛ living and dying, it’s all part of the same. so, i like to think so. ❜ 

[nobilitylost]

@taleofkngs​ said:  ❝ Was that wrong? ❞

“I suppose that depends on your definition of wrong.” TaiShen’s words weren’t meant as any sort of condemnation; it wasn’t his place to judge someone’s sins or their innocence. Besides, his own closets had more skeletons (sometimes literally) than he cared to mention. Movement over Hongwi’s shoulder caught his attention, the ghost behind him shaking its head emphatically as if to disagree with what he was saying. Ignoring the judgmental spirit, he instead turned his attention back to his companion – hoping that his momentary distraction hadn’t been noticed. “The question is, do you think what you did was wrong? If you can sleep at night without asking yourself that question, then does it really matter what someone else thinks…”

That last bit was pointedly meant for the ghost.

“Besides, I only heard part of what happened. Maybe you should tell me the whole story…maybe then I can properly judge whether you should be worried about karmic backlash.”  

[goldgaze]

Plot please!

plotting call | accepting

sungji stumbles into some plot to dethrown the king (main verse b) due to dealings with his uncle, but realizes she is unintentionally on the wrong side

sungji is tasked with orienting the newly returned heir (second verse) to the workings of the family’s business/industry after his time abroad & is dreadfully ill-equipped to deal with him enjoying the lavish lifestyle to the fullest

kumiho!sungji stumbles upon the ghost king (third verse) & reluctantly introduces him to the future he has been thrust into

[manticxre]

hum for inwoo

Inwoo’s hand stilled as the boy hummed the familiar tune, putting the cup away before he dropped it. At the back of his mind, he remembered the song. It reminded him of memories, memories of his mother, and he schooled his face back into his usual pensive expression to avoid giving it away. “Where did you hear this from?” he asked, his tone remaining casual, “I...it was a familiar tune. My mother used to sing this to me.” 

[scorchedichorarchived]

Truth serum @inhyeon: why did you marry King Danjong?

“ at the time it was the right thing to do . “ voice filters through with the same precise, honest tone that she often uses. her tongue, however, feels loose and heavy and thus she speaks her mind. “ it’s something born of trust and respect, he is someone incredibly precious to me . “

when had inhyeon ever felt so soft to another person? her life had shaped her to forge fires from her fingertips, feminine charm masking the fire within that blazed brighter than any man. yet there was still a heaviness in her chest, as if this wasn’t the end of her story. the end of their story. “ but I’m not suited for court...even though my heart has become soft, I wonder if it was the right thing to do some days . “

TRUTH SERUM { MEME | STILL ACCEPTING }

[scorchedichorarchived]

Also taleofkngs for the other thing 🤙🏻

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my opinion on;

character in general: I LOVE Hongwi man. You took a historical figure and put your own spin on them ON TOP of just kind of bringing him to life in several different vverses and it’s always interesting to see people who can do that. He’s fun to watch interact too. 

how they play them:  FANTASTICALLY. I love your writing and it’s easy to plot with you, on top of us already having a pretty great go between our like vastly different characters. I love it. 

the mun: ALSO FANTASTIC. I’ve had you for like a day and I would die for you and Hongwi even if Hana would rather kill him

do i;

follow them: Absolutely

rp with them: Also yes, though we aren’t like arm deep in the thread yet. 

want to rp with them: Another yes, we could have 2937483 threads man. 

ship their character with mine: As of right now, I would say no because they just...well she doesn’t like him....but if she ever got over that it would be one trippy ass ship, wouldn’t it? lmao. just mind boggling on all levels. 

what is my;

overall opinion: FANTASTIC WRITER. FANTASTIC CHARACTER. FANTASTIC MUN. If you aren’t following yet: don’t be a loser and go add this person to your list. They are quality through and through. 

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty.

[pcstilnt]

“ we’re okay— everything is gonna be okay. ”

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« sentence meme  // closed !!! 「 ♡ 」 ━ *┊ @taleofkngs

❛ hyung ...❜ a king was to be strong ; an    unbreakable    foundation for their country and people .  it was what nikos had been told since birth , the crown that was yet to lay on his head was still heavy as a ghost .  a life had been taken , crimson of that mortal soul now clung to his trembling hands .  when it came down to it , bloodshed was never something that nikos ever attempted .  that was alois’ job ;  his younger brother had always been willing to do what needed to be done in order to ensure the safety of anyone around him .  however , nikos’ despite being the eldest had always allowed his younger twin to do that .  alois wasn’t around this time to carry out the act .  nikos  had    ventured   on his own into the realm of the mortals  , a promise of meeting a soul that he had grown somewhat fond of .  the liberation he felt   , the ability to toss the crown to the side and be normal for once .  that had been the act , he never figured that his night out in the city life would end in bloodshed . ❛ hy-hyung , he isn’t moving … why isn’t he moving ? ❜ terror meets his tone , the normally cheerful prince was now a mess of trembles as he felt the heaviness of the switchblade that had been used for the assault .  it was the other’s fault  -- a man that was up to no good ;  a robbery gone wrong the moment the stranger had lounged at them when the denial of their wallets had been heard .  years of being trained , kicking in  and before nikos’ had known it  -- his body had gone into automatic pilot mode and the outcome had been tragedy .  ❛ hyung …..❜ crack in a quivering voice as the younger steps back from the scene ; the heaviness of his hand , falls before him clicking against the ground below as he heard the voice of the elder for the first time .   sweet   lies that were made to sooth the current aching soul that felt like could shatter in any moment . there was no calming the ache within his chest and the guilt that began boiling in his heart .

[fyrgebraec]

continued from reply to Rogan/Hongwi: @taleofkngs​

She’s thought about ways to maybe jog his memory. The mention of red, the broach that’s now been lost by time. She hadn’t worn a golden broach in her hair since after Hongwi’s death. It didn’t feel right anymore to pretend but she knew she couldn’t just outright tell him he was a king in a past life. Not with how his life ended. Maybe she could jog his memory, though, about her.

“It’s common, but on certain people it looks quite good on.” She sets her utensils down, folding her hands demurely in her lap. Fae elegance still leaks into her life, even while pretending to be mortal. She wished she could show him the days she spent by his side, watching the harvest moon and rejoicing over the changing seasons together, more than anything in the world.

She blinked, startled when he asked her. Did he remember something? “We didn’t, but we’ve met before. A long time ago.” More than that, but that’s the best she can muster.