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Three Goblin Art
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Misplaced Lens Cap
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@taleofkngs
PERMANENT PLOT CALL ! Liking this post, gives me permission to hit you up on IM/disord for plotting purposes, or send you asks. I find it easier to write out starters/replies/threads if I have a plot/active goal my muse can achieve, and I’d love to brainstorm with you wonderfully creative people out there.
profile ; guidelines ; verses
you can find me @cnchunli or my new multi-muse @illvsia ( this blog will be put on a pause until I get my muse back for him)
Sylvia Plath, from “Three Women.”
@fyrgebraec
“You sound like one of the guys I live with. Just say you’re jealous and move forward.” Amie raised an eyebrow. “Why are you jealous, anyway?”
“I’m -- Hey!” He can’t quite believe his ears. “Just because everyone seems to just gravitate towards that son of a --- gun. Listen, who are you to judge whether I am jealous or not anyway?”
a randomized starter for @taleofkngs | accepting eun tak and hongwi watching a very sad movie. eun tak is crying.
it’s quite obvious, even to someone who hasn’t read the novels- ji eun tak has read them, several times- that this is the climax of the film. the moment the protagonist & their love interest must part- forever. it’s cliche in all parts, an overused trope to draw on feeble heartstrings & pluck tears from weary eyes. but, the crescendo of the somber music & parting words of the almost lovers has sobs shaking her chest. silent quakes that rattle her shoulders & let loose streams down her puffy cheeks. she has half a mind to be embarrassed, but the tears keep coming. she tries to quiet them, dabbing at the edges with the sleeve of her oversize hoodie, hoping he doesn’t notice.
Slowly but surely, his mind drifts off - far away from the movie, the voices in the background mix together into a faint staccato hum, and he can’t tell anymore if it is background music or the actors talking. The characters blurr together, and for a moment he imagines them as figures in a fresco, trapped together for all eternity in the name of art. It is in that moment that he can sense Euntak shifting next to him. A bit surprised, his black eyes find her. And overwhelmed by the sight of her crying, he moves in reaction.
“No - no - no”, his voice is soft when he talks to her. Has she not been completely fine just moments ago? He lifts his arm, contemplating whether he should comfort her. “You don’t have to cry --- did... did I do something wrong?”
The young prince pulls his mouth into an awkward smile, flashing his pearly whites at her. “There, there. It’s okay”, he says as he begins to stroke her shoulder.
@buenfin
truthfully when yeong had been assigned to the future king he had not expected his task to include … babysitting . or at least that’s what it felt like to him . in their newest game of ‘hide and seek’ the young man had only turned his back for a few moments and hongwi had disappeared . lord have mercy , pummeling the future king of korea was something he could not do , no matter how many times his sister had said otherwise and oh how he missed her companionship at a time like this . two ( hunters ) seekers were always better than one .
his voice echoes down the empty halls , calling out the younger boy’s name though of course he knew better than to expect a response , why did he even bother ? though knowing the other very well the first location he checks is the library , the younger was known to be a bookworm . silent as a ghost yeong pears into the grand room , seeing the figure of his target engulfed in printed word and with one quick fluid motion he’s opened the door just enough to let himself in and in two - three seconds he is but ten feet from the other , “ sometimes i wonder if you forget that i’m capable of finding you wherever you are or you just choose to ignore the fact . “
The library is solemny quiet and empty, save for the sound of pages being turned and the hasty steps against the tiles as the young prince and Yeong continue their game of cat and mouse. When Yeong’s voice breaks the silence, Hongwi raises his eyes from his book and looks at him. A sheepish smile draws his lips. Slowly, he lifts himself off the chair and stands across Yeong, and in the way he carries himself, one would not assume that there is an age difference between the two.
“How can I forget?” The young prince sweeps his hand through his pitch black hair. “This is just a test. And quite frankly - “ He stops and points the book at the other, his lips are pursed together in feigned stern disappointment, “you are slacking off today. 14 Minutes - It took you 14 minues. What if someone came to harm me in that time?”
one liner for @buenfin
“yeah - of course, yachts plural. What did you think I meant?”
one liner for @henzhaos
“I swear -- I’ll pay for it. Please don’t make a scene. We can’t attract attention right now.”
one liner for @shesin
The prince stumbles back, feeling the wall pressing against his back. “I -- We meet again.”
one liner for @manticxre
“Listen.” He stops to breathe in deeply. “I don’t know what you are trying to protect me from. I just want to see my father.”
Anyone interested in a sweet lil romancy plot with a prince? Pls give this a like
[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine for hana n hongwi
word prompts compilation accepting ; @scorchedichor
“Could you just --” Hongwi stops himself before he can say anything rude to her. The young prince presses his index fingers on his temples. It is rare for someone in her line of duty to speak so out of term in his presence, let alone seek out an argument as frequently as Hana does. And he wonders for a moment that maybe she just likes to disagree with everything he ever has to say. It’s moments like these where he misses Chul’s presence. When he’s around, she tends to direct her energy elsewhere.
As Hana is crossing the streets, arguing about, he notices a car rushing by and - withou a moment to think about it - he grabs her by the arm, pulls her back so she doesn’t get hit. In the same moments, he stumbles over the curb and they both fall to the ground. Making sure he is the only one who feels the hit, he still holds onto her, so that Hana falls ontop of him. In the process of that all, he hit his head against the asphalt.
@muns who do long threads: how?
one liner for @fyrgebraec
“ I’m not jealous. “ He crosses his arms. “Clearly not. That man is a disgrace.”
one liner for @softdreems
“ you want me to punch him?? “
