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❝ absolutely, ❞ the unwavering certainty in his voice impresses him for a moment before other matters overshadow his substantial ego. iridescent blue swirls lazily within its potion bottle as he passes it off to her, a nearby address written on the label stuck on the thick glass. he reiterates, ❝ the customer is nearby. she’s a nice woman, now go. ❞

nice here meaning the archaic fastidious, as in she’s a woman who nitpicks at everything and i don’t want to deal with her at this moment. so. not very nice at all. actually, quite prone to arguing with him. but the full moon is still weeks away and he’s ( semi ) confident haebitna will be fine.

“Absolutely?” It wasn’t the first time she’s heard the word from his lips and despite the conviction his tone held, it wasn’t as reliable as it should be. The first time she had done these “deliveries’, she almost scalded herself when the client threw the bottle near her. Too strong for a herbal medicine? How sure it is that this nice woman isn’t the same as the one before?

Taking the bottle from her boss, she placed it carefully on her small bag before turning back to him. “Do I get any health insurance for this?” She scrunches up her face, feeling the apprehension as she doesn’t feel too good about this. “I’ll call you once it’s delivered, or something bad happens again. But please, 사장님~, I hope you pick it your calls. Your clients can really be very demanding.”

#;ourstory #yokviboy #{ hae will be like not again he's sending me out again noooo }#{ also that face lmao }#;junokada

@yokviboy

i decided to do some random starters (:

his nose itches, taeil sneezes. he is not a man just now, rather, he’s a large, shaggy black dog; and he’s very annoyed about it. his burn has a lot of a power, therefore, taeil has a lot of power. his burn has very little control over his magic, therefore, taeil has very little control over his gift. he’d tried four times unsuccessfully to be a man, or at least, not something with a lot of fur, with increasing failure. He’d given up as the dog, because he did not want to get any hotter.

it doesn’t really matter what taeil is, because he’s still taeil. both beast and man, both old and young, both magic and null. but he sense a powerful presence, one to rival his burn, and the dog’s big eyes fix on the stranger nearby, watching him while he did some shopping and trying decide, with equally failing measure, if the man was potentially a threat, potentially a friend, or simple another existing presence in the vast, sprawling city of seoul.

#yokviboy #taeil : thread

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⭐️stars for headcanons || accepting! | @yokviboy

⭐️It’s the31st of October and Jun called out Haebitna out of a sudden (he still bombardsher with messages even if it’s weekdays) but she was already dressed for thenight. Apparently Jun needed a journal he had kept under Haebitna’s care and itwas urgent. Given no choice, Haebitna follows his orders, going to the shopwith the journal on one hand… and a broomstickon the other. In a black dress and dark make up, complete with a hat, shegreets him. “Hi 사장님! See whatI dressed up for on this year’s Halloween? I’m a witch!” He raises an eyebrow, quitedispleased.

⭐️Work is work and for the most part, even though Haebitna wouldwhine a lot about the tasks Jun gives her, she would always bring a smile toher face with every errand, hopeful that one day her boss will be a bit nicer.However it is when petty exchanges of words escalates to arguments thatHaebitna found herself at her edge. It started with Haebitna finally declininga ‘delivery’ because she had made appointment with her father, which is thenfollowed by a string of her excuses which is easily countered by Jun until hehad said something about her father that made her erupt. Eyes swelled and tearsfell. Not of sorrow but of contempt. “I hate you!!” A childish whining she wouldalways utter in inaudible whispers but this time she made sure he hears it loudand clear.

#;meme #;hc #yokviboy #;junokada #{ sometimes idk what i write. ;; }

❝ The more you know, the shorter your life will be. ❞

cowboy bebop starters

“Not in our case,” he smirks a little, feeling the weight of more lifetimes than should be allowed pressing down on both of them like weight. He rubs his eyes, and settles a little bit better on the cement walk, legs dangling off the ledge of the bridge. The ebb and flow of Han River wove it’s way towards the sea beneath them, a creature that yielded very little change in the centuries.

He pulls a can of beer to his lips and takes a gulp, blinking at the darkness and listening to the flow of water, and the traffic that sped just a few feet from their backs on the other side of the sidewalk behind them. Occasionally, another pedestrian would stroll by, weaving out of the way of the two stationary loiterers. “What do you think we’ve learned anyway that’s worth enough stress to shorten a lifespan?”

#yokviboy #taeil : thread

@yokviboy ; 10 cloverfield lane starter call.

Eyes flutter open. Stars dance in her vision with every blink. Her head is throbbing and she can feel something run down from the back of her head to her neck--something warm and liquid. “Hnngh...” She can only let out an incoherent groan for the moment. Palms press to the mattress below as she attempts to push herself up. Through hazed sights, she spots a figure in the doorway. “...Where am I?”

#yokviboy #//hello! hope this is ok!

‘ here. you wanted one, right ? ‘

meme. // accepting !

he’s all eyes. from the moment jun stepped into near vicinity, to how he set the object down. sejin’s arms unfold, but remains with his back pressed against the seat, not taking an up-close glance. he already knew what he’d been brought. he can recall mentioning it on purpose, just to see if jun had it on his store; obviously, why wouldn’t there be at least one type of poison on that shop of his ?

❛ oh. you remembered. ❜ a nail taps on the glass. ❛ whatever you’re planning on getting out of this, though, just keep it. it’s not urgent to get my hands on it. ❜ never was in the first place.

#yokviboy #thank u for sending !!#i hesitated with what type of scenario so if this doesnt work somehow i can just change it!

“Who convinced me to come here?”

ALittle Too Drunk Starters || always accepting!

Sobriety simply faded with three bottles of soju, an amount whichshe wasn’t sure she could tolerate but seeing as how her head bobbed and swayedonly indicated that she couldn’t. The stall was full of people, mostly tipsyand the little woman was far beyond the rest of them.

With eyelids heavy and drooping, the inebriated woman fiddled onher phone, tapping words before sending a message rather carelessly. It took agood ten minutes and another bottle before a man stood in front of him. Hereyes squints, trying to make a face out of the blurred image registering in herbrain but it was of no use. What she remembers is that she wanted to summon theperson she misses so much, the person who’d probably pick her up in times offrustrations such as this. And in the state of intoxication, her minddeliberately chose to acknowledge the presence as the one she yearns the most.

“Daddy!!” The pitch of her voice was a lot higher than the usualand it did not matter if it pierces one’s eardrum. “Yah! What took you so long?Of course it is me! Your cutie little Sunny!!~” Hands snaked to his arms,pulling him down to a stool beside her. “Ahjumma! One more bottle and a shotglass here please!” One hand waved at the kind owner before she returns herback to him, half-lidded eyes gawking. If she knew who he was clinging to, she’dprobably be disgusted, more so run away with embarrassment.

But his identity was veiled by her own clouded thoughts.

#;answered #yokviboy #;junokada #{ i told you i'd give you a very drunk haebitna }#{ look at her calling him daddy lol }#{ she'd def regret this XD }#{ welcome to the world of haebitna's clingy-ness! }