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[yokviboy]

in case anyone here still wants to follow me: HERE i am, another account because, you know what, i love getting locked out of my remade account !!

[yokviboy]

whoops sorry for laps in activity, i’ve mostly gotten over being sick but i’ve been busy with doing stuff for my birthday, i’m twenty now!! ... Ah, Life. i won’t be able to do replies this weekend but i will get to all the ims i have to reply to! thanks to everyone for their patience, you’re all gems (’: 

[emmavanlty]

the addams family sentence starters.

❛  Is this made from real lemons?   ❛ ❛  You were like some desperate, howling demon. You frightened me. Do it again!  ❛ ❛  I’m a homicidal maniac, they look just like everyone else.  ❛ ❛  Are they dead?  ❛ ❛  I’m going to electrocute him.  ❛ ❛  But, Mother…  ❛ ❛  I would die for her. I would kill for her. Either way, what bliss.  ❛ ❛  When we first met years ago, it was an evening much like this. Magic in the air.   ❛ ❛  You were so beautiful. Pale and mysterious.  ❛ ❛  Don’t torture yourself, [ name ] . That’s my job.  ❛ ❛  The human spirit, it is a hard thing to kill.  ❛ ❛  To live without you, only that would be torture.  ❛ ❛  I’ve smoked since I was five. Mother insisted.  ❛ ❛  why I could just… eat you alive!  ❛ ❛ This is all so humiliating. Why did I marry you?  ❛ ❛  I’m beginning to think my brother truly is lost.  ❛ ❛  Don’t be a baby. I know what I’m doing.  ❛ ❛ So it can kill you.  ❛ ❛  Haven’t you ever slaughtered anyone?  ❛ ❛  I’ll never listen to you, never, ever again!  ❛ ❛  You never really loved me!  ❛ ❛  I’m blinded by such beauty.  ❛ ❛ How can I compete? You’re twice the woman I am.  ❛

the values.

❛ They had sex.  ❛ ❛  Do you think that maybe someday you might want to get married and have kids?  ❛ ❛ You have gone too far.  ❛ ❛  You have destroyed his spirit, you have taken him from us. All that I could forgive. But… pastels?  ❛ ❛ You have enslaved him  ❛ ❛  He has my father’s eyes.  ❛ ❛  Why are you dressed like that?  ❛ ❛  We’re contagious  ❛ ❛  It’s just, I wish I had more time to seek out the dark forces and join their hellish crusade.  ❛ ❛  Be afraid. Be very afraid.  ❛ ❛  So I-I killed. So I maimed. So I destroyed one innocent life after another.  ❛ ❛  Don’t I deserve love and jewelry?  ❛ ❛  You sent us to camp. They made us sing.  ❛ ❛ None of you really believe in me, so I’ll have to prove my power.  ❛ ❛ Would you die for me?  ❛ ❛  Well, you have a black dress.  ❛ ❛  I’m saying I want you dead and I want your money.  ❛ ❛  Gimme a kiss.  ❛ ❛ Gimme a twenty.  ❛ ❛  Does he always do that with women he likes?  ❛ ❛  Marvelous news. I’m going to have a baby. Right now.  ❛ ❛  I love you dearly, but I can never see you again. ❛

[yokviboy]

hey! since i’m not really good at writing up starters without plotting beforehand, suck at messaging people out of the blue, and many other reasons i won’t go into, i’ve decided to make this permanent plotting call! so, basically, give this a like if you’re up for some good ol’ plotting with my boy jun over here. liking this post will give me the green light to jump into your ims (maybe also skype? line?) to discuss and create some sick ass plots. 

jun has multiple verses, the ones i have up for him now being: main verse, past verse, human verse, demigod verse, sensate verse, and hogwarts verse. i can always create more so don’t hesitate to approach with au plots! 

just to reiterate, by plots i really mean any plots! i want jun to have a variety of interactions/connections with other muses so anything goes — close friends, enemies, frenemies, complicated relationships, mentors, proteges, pure angst, pre-established, horror, etc. the only thing i ask is to please only like if you’re going to be invested in the plotting and subsequent interaction. i don’t mean you have to reply to me quickly or anything, i just don’t want to get excited over plotting and never get a response. 

but if you’re up for it, please click that like ♡ 

[lethriloth]

He is a liar and a bringer of death and he is smiling at you while he does it.

Travis Willingham

[yokviboy]

❝ Go on, pull the trigger. ❞

     cowboy bebop starters ; accepting

          (    ✒ @hyejvng   )

fingers grasping cool steel, his mind stops to contemplate his options. it quickly realizes he’s burned a target into one of them and can’t look away. ❝ if you insist. ❞ his hand turns swiftly and the grip of the gun rams into the side of her head with a sharp THUD that carries far off — sickening and final. an unsuspecting quiet falls on them. the metal vanishes from his hands.

[yokviboy]

❝ Don’t try anything. ❞

     cowboy bebop starters ; accepting

          (    ✒ @oculvus   )

he raises a hand — when did he start trembling? how does he stop? he snatches it back, wraps his opposite hand wrap around his wrist and slowly curls his fingers into a tight fist. it does little to stop the bleeding. ❝ what could i try? ❞ pain strikes his side and sends a violent cough whirling out of his throat, doubles him over until he’s not sure if he’s breathing or drowning or in some hellish in between. ❝ go. ❞

[yokviboy]

     (   continued ; @desimagery  )

a deceptive mollifying smile in place, he makes no move to return the bottle to his possession. he has no need for it and, whether or not sejin complies, the poison will see a change in owner. fingers lightly tapping on the table separating them, he shakes his head, ❝ have some faith, sejin. i’m not looking for anything in return. ❞ not today. ❝ take it as a gift. i don’t have any use for it, it’d be best to give it to someone instead of letting it gather dust. ❞ 

his hand leaves the table, his gaze does not waver from sejin’s face. he allows silence to sink in around them, he’s found it produces greater results than incessant chatter.

[yokviboy]

💌

     symbols for mun

yells thank you!! you’re a+, amazing, 10/10 (’: ♡♡ we never got the chance to write before i coughs went inactive coughs but hopefully we will in the future! 

[yokviboy]

TAEMIN.

Taemin knows it’s sarcasm that’s dripping off of Jun’s tongue, but he fakes a touched smile, clasping a hand over his heart. “Were you really dying? Was it truly torture? I didn’t know you were so soft on me.” The blonde practically preens as he walks over to the overstuffed box, leaning up onto the edge of the counter to see properly inside. 

“There’s so many. You didn’t think, not even once, to stock them? There’s been a whole strip of shelving that’s been bare for the last two weeks–” He’s in the process of picking out one of the books at random, curiosity flickering over his features as he flips it open to a random page, and there’s an abrupt explosion of paper birds pouring out of the dusty old tome, flooding the room with shrill chirps and their flapping as the younger boy stumbles back against the wall, clapping the book shut tight and sliding to the floor with wide eyes.

“.. An..yways.. I’ll, uh, get these put up.”

❝ see what happens when you talk back? ❞ he raises a brow, a smarmy edge clinging to his words. any disingenuous traces littering his expression soon fade away, leaving a genuine, quiet type of contentment at the other’s presence. the two go back and forth fairly often but there is a line between veiled insults and jovial undertones coated in playful jest. what takes place between them is the latter, has always been the latter. they’ve not yet blurred the lines between the two, jun is not sure they ever will but time changes even what one believes to be the most concrete facts.

flipping open his own personal book, he says, ❝ i didn’t think to stock them, i thought of getting you to stock them. that’s why they’re still there. ❞ he lifts his eyes to meet taemin’s for a second, a playful smile comes as quickly as it goes and he returns to his book. pages move without assistance until settling on the last read section. he scans over instructions for a pagan ritual as he adds as an after thought, ❝ we’ll go out once you’re done, i want to get out of here for a bit. ❞

[yokviboy]

     (   continued ; @aniimvs  )

fingers curling around a cluster of keys, he gives the witch a benevolent smile, traces of ill-humor hiding in its corners, ❝ ignorance doesn’t suit you, eve. ❞ did she expect him to forgive and forget? the first step was his own but the final belonged to her — a history he hasn’t yet forgotten. the jun she encountered so long ago only knew what it was to be hungry for more. more power, more status, more more more. his steps were fumbled, his plans written by inexperienced hands, his failure inevitable. hunger fuels men to rush on but in their great need, attention to detail is forgotten. eve was set to win their battle from the start.

that was then, this is now. he fell into fire and blood a man and rose a something. but the past is embedded into his mind. he’s kept in touch with old grudges, held them off with promises that could only be given if they were patient. eve, he knows, is a good witch. she was only doing what anyone would do in her situation, defending herself. but her inability to give into his deception was a hinderance to him, and that’s all that counts at the end of the day. 

❝ did you think me dead? ❞ he questions, returning to the earlier topic, ❝ i’ve been very much alive, going here and there. i’ll admit our meeting is a surprise to me as well. i wondered if you’d gone off somewhere and died, apparently not. i’m glad to see you still kicking. ❞

[yokviboy]

HAEBITNA.

Sometimes she wonders if his words were worthy of her trust. ‘You’ll be fine.’ He says yet uneasiness still curls at the pit of her stomach. And she wasn’t sure if she should rely on his words. Maybe. He himself Haebitna could trust, but his words, especially since he had sent her on another mission rather than a plain delivery, that is quite uncertain.

But a job is a job, and although hesitations halted her feet from moving, his commanding words pushed her to get out, fiddling fingers on her small bag as finds her way. And he was right, it was nearby that it did not took long for her to reach the address. But he was absolutely wrong when he said the woman was nice. What nice?? “Who are you? What took you so long? What is this? What did you put into this?” were the questions that welcomed her as she meets the woman. There wasn’t any specifics as to what kind of herbal medicine she was delivering (it was a bit odd to be honest) and it is what made the skepticism of the woman grew – perhaps too much that she wanted Haebitna to try it first, opening the cork and shoving it close to her face.

And in no way would Haebitna ever dare. “I’m sorry but I have to go! Please call my boss for clarifications!” Small feet sprinted quickly to escape, unaware of the glare that pierced through her as the woman attempted to follow. She never knew she’d have good use of her speed and stamina.

Quick fingers fiddles on her phone easily, speed dialing her boss’s number and she hopes he’d answer. 사장님., answer. Please.

he’s filled up any entire page by the time he comes to note that his storage of fairy wings is depleting rapidly. it means little to him, certain ingredients tend to disappear faster than others. fairy wings so happen to nearly always be on the restocking list, the beautification potions it helps conjure are one of the more popular shop items. far be it from him to avoid benefiting from other’s insecurities. he’ll preach self love another time.

that he comes across his phone as he’s searching for another notebook is purely incidental. that haebitna chooses to call him at the very moment is a sign that some unknown god has her in their blessings. deft fingers pick up the device and indifferent eyes stare at it as it vibrates on his palm. he’ll go with life’s course this time. 

❝ what? ❞ he greets, bringing the phone up to his ear. the grand part of his attention returns to looking over the shop’s inventory, noting that they need this and that and certainly this. he offhandedly inquires, ❝ did you finish your delivery? don’t come back if you didn’t. ❞ his pen taps against ink marred notebook paper. did he miss something? everything seems to be in order.

❝ why do you sound like that? have you been running? ❞ 

[yokviboy]

ROXANNE.

@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?”

catching sight of the red stream slipping down her neck, he steps forward until he’s decidedly close enough. his body settles down into a crouch as he tries to find the answer to her question. he goes for what he knows to be true, ❝ i don’t know. ❞ gaze moving away from her injury and settling on her face, he clarifies, ❝ i was outside when i saw a weird flash and a man let me in here. ❞ the topic changes abruptly with his concern, ❝ hey, are you okay? ❞

[yokviboy]

❝ What’s wrong? Lose your nerve? ❞

     cowboy bebop starters ; accepting

          (    ✒ @drugskin   )

❝ not at all, ❞ he assures, leaning back into his lofty chair. his interlocked fingers come to rest over his torso and, smile in tow, he looks to be the picture of sincerity, ❝ it’s more like i lost interest. ❞

[yokviboy]

CHAEYEON.

it’s necessity and the viciously miserly owner of her usually haunt that brings chaeyeon to the shop of jun okada. neither her bank account ( expansive though it is ) nor her temperament can afford another trip to the place, and so after some searching, she finds herself standing outside his door. after going through so many changing times, she’s fond of consistency, but if she has to haggle over ingredients with that damn shrew one more time, someone is going to get hurt.

she pushes the door open, eyes roving the wares and displays around her. it’s impressive, to say the least, and it’s clear to see that he’s not amateur either. a blossom of admiration roots itself in her at the sight. it was so rare these days to see people practicing the craft that weren’t greedy housewives and perversely-fascinated youth who lacked the proper respect for the powers they messed with. perhaps this trip might just be worth it after all.

a few moments to roam and admire what the shop has to offer, and then she’s stepping up to the counter. she’s on a very particular search today, after all, and she suspects he wouldn’t just leave what she’s looking for out for public consumption. she puts on her most charming smile as she approaches.

❝excuse me?❞she calls. ❝i’m sorry… but i think what i’m looking for isn’t out here so I was wondering if you might have it elsewhere?❞

@yokviboy​

raising his gaze at the opening door, jun gives the stranger a once over before returning to his prior matters. harassing customers with insisting questions isn’t his forte, and while some have criticized his tendency to outright ignore them, he’s found that customers are most happy when they aren’t bothered. and he is most happy when he’s left unbothered by such a superfluous act. if they are here to buy, they will; if not, he’s content to let them roam the shop so long as they keep away from irritating him. 

he sorts through a small chest of gemstones, fingers pulling out those he knows to go well together and placing them apart from their siblings. the wandering woman occupies a sliver of space at the very back of his attention. she pushes herself to the forefront when she steps away from the displays and shelves, towards the counter. his eyes rise up to meet her once more and he straightens out slightly, stray gems falling from his hand and into the chest with muted clinking.

❝ that depends on what you’re looking for, ❞ he punctuates the sentence by snapping the lid of the chest closed and storing it behind the counter, ❝ i may have it, i may not. ❞ his lips curve up into his usual roguish smile as he leans his crossed arms onto the wooden surface before him and tilts his head to the side just enough for one to notice a minor difference. 

his entire inventory, while also outlined in a book somewhere in his possession, has a list in his head. he is not one to forget, especially not when it comes to subjects he’s invested in. he leaves out many a potion and book for patrons to simply grab, pay, and go, but the door behind him hides more than a mundane break room. alongside regular storage are magical objects, ingredients, books, whatever he’s deemed a good product that the everyday customer is not privy to catching a glimpse of. 

❝ what is it you’re looking for? ❞ he inquires, small doses of curiosity and challenge mixing together within him. 

[yokviboy]

❝ You’re gonna carry that weight. ❞ ( from kihyun )

     cowboy bebop starters ; accepting

          (    ✒ @mutcted   )

❝ am i? ❞ his head quirks to the side, questioning eyes set on the other. he knows, without any shred of doubt, that he is not a good man. but what of it? what does that matter to him? ❝ i don’t know, my shoulders feel pretty light. ❞ it doesn’t. 

[yokviboy]

[ 💌 uwu! ]

     symbols for mun

thank you so much!! you’re v amazing too! i love the Hate that’s going on between eve and jun and ryo and jun (’: it brings tears to my eyes (’: ok ty so much again, i love you and all your muse, a+ blog ♡♡