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I seriously miss my muse here.

#tries to do as many replies as i can tomorrow #i feel gross and looking at my muse just makes me feel better #i need to look for plots also kms

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@vividescvpe

/He blinks slowly before laughing, pushing thick frames higher on to the bridge of his nose. He stares at his phone for a long minute, wondering how should he respond. What did he do this time? He thinks backwards to the last time he saw the Vampire or his lover and realizes that the meeting was just them sitting around drinking while he told stories of his latest plaything for the night. Perhaps it was sent to the wrong number? He settles for responding anyway, though this time the amusement mingles with a slight confusion./ What did I do this time, bloodsucker?

( ‘ Hoseok stared at his phone in disbelief, he couldn’t believe that the other had honestly forgetten the things he had done in his moments of drunken recklessness. He was a demon, was his alcoholic tolerance supposed to be that low? His lips part as if he should tell Bixby to set a reminder for himself to never let Hyungwon touch the wine. Instead, he closes the tabs on his phone and sets it down on the counter in frustration, embarrassment weighing pitifully on his stomach. Instead of responding right away, he takes up his mixing bottle from the dishwasher in the kitchen and upon searching for his green tea powder to put in his protein shake, his thoughts run wild.  )  ‘You tell me, What didn’t you do?‘ (’ Setting his phone down once more, he fills his bottle with water. )

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@itxxbwon from here. 

Upon the male tipsy comment, Jaewon couldn’t help but smile at it. It was the first to see someone actually enjoying a drink rather than resort to drink for a stress reliever. He poured a glass of wine that was out of his recommendation and a pure interest for the male. “It’s on me..” he utters simply pushing the glass of wine towards the other before him with a wide smile across his lips. Jaewon then tilt his head resting it against his arm as he watches the drunk guy. “You’re enjoying yourself too much huh..” blurting out a comment trying to create a conversation just out of boredom as the night sky deepen and customer are slowly leaving the bar.

Hoseok is never prepared for the kindness of a person, and so when the bartender pours him another drink, this time a dark wine-- the smell of berry soft and subtle mixes with the headyness of alcohol as it reaches his nose. He finds himself smiling, fingers just barely brushing those that grasped the slender neck of the bottle as the other poured before Hoseok busies his hand against the rim of the glass, drawing lazy, halphazard circles into the fog, his eyes only leaving the other to watch it drip. “It’s the truth,” he shifted forward, leaning on his elbows just the same, his voice a low, deep rumble as if the bar were crowded and he were forced to whisper. “I have a secret to an amazing night, y’know, if you want to feel good,” he breathes in, teeth then tongue wetting his bottom lip before he finishes. “Never pass up on a free drink,” sitting back he chuckles, taking the glass in his hand and having himself a well earned sip of that wine and finding the flavor deeper on his tongue than he imagined it might have been. 

Swallowing whats in his mouth he can’t help the soft sigh of content that leaves him. “I’m going to do you a favor, -I’m going to do just that, and buy you a drink you can’t refuse,” It was a simple manhattan, but here--they didn’t dare mix their whiskey into anything but beer. “Tell me you have Angostura and Rye or Whiskey, I mean to get you only half as drunk as I am, my treat.”

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@artaius-rain from here.

|to: sir💉👑| just closed up shop for the night. when you want me, just let me know. i have wine~

{ sms:  🦋 Dae; } I was just thinking about you.

{ sms:  🦋 Dae; } We’re going for a drive, so put on something comfortable.

{ sms:  🦋 Dae; } Don’t forget the wine, angel.  ㅋ

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he is so pretty, even talks prettily too♡

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hunaxies, zz. 💖

SEND A URL AND I WILL ANSWER THE FOLLOWING; || @hunaxies

Do I Follow Them?: I do

Why Did I Follow Them?:  A few reasons. Their character looks interesting (obviously) number one reason I usually follow people. Their writing is A+. And I think that our muses would get along though we have yet to interact properly. I think it was just a day or two ago. *Also you have Junsu on your blog (yas bitch) 

Do We Role Play?: Not yet. 

Do I Want To Role Play With Them: Yes, of course. I follow to RP and occasionally just because I’m inspired by people but know my writing is garbage so I read theirs then sometimes I try–  lol. 

An AU Idea For Our Muses: Some intense shit with fighting tbh - too tired to specify

A Song For Our Muses: This. Because you had me sold.

Do I Ship Our Muses?: Broship. 

What I Think About The Mun: I have yet to speak to him/her/them. But, I’m sure they’re wonderful. ^^

Overall Opinion: You’re a baller and I’m a shy snail. 

Blog Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

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TAG 10 PEOPLE YOU WANT TO GET TO KNOW BETTER!

Tagging: @one21chns​​ @dvrkjongin​​ @oculvus​​ @spellbks​​ @eblisjung​​ @nevstcries​​ (hanuel) @flxmvdhq​​ @vividescvpe​​ @artaius-rain​​ ( chen )

Name: Lee Hoseok Birthday:  March 1, 1919 Relationship status: Open. Zodiac sign: Pisces. Siblings: n/a Pets: None. Time: 4:52 PM Phone: Samsung Galaxy S8+ Love or lust: Love. Lemonade or Iced Tea: Lemonade. Cats or dogs: Dogs. Coke or Pepsi: Coke. Day or night: Night. Meet a celebrity:  I have someone that’s a idol, they’re pretty nice to be around, if it weren’t for their busy schedule you’d never know. I think that’s the misconception, they’re just people too. Chapstick or lipstick: Chapstick. City or country: City. Last song played:

Hyolyn x Changmo - Blue Moon

Minzy - 니나노 FEAT Flowsik.

Xia - Uncommited

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REBLOG for a starter. FOLLOW for a friend.

                                           another soul carrying a corpse.

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plotting rps like

partner: let's do this

me: i'm ready!

partner: how we startin

me: i wish i knew

#( help cause me

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@eblisjung​

Jungkook is weak on his knees. How could he not? When he’s hit with one of the most pleasing smell he knows of, one that sends excitement down his spine, one that sends hunger.

He wasn’t trying to disturb, he really wasn’t. Dressed in a long dark cassock, he was on his way to back to his church after running errands for the Father. The rain was pouring down, he should go back hastily. But oh he was famished, hungry in a way the food offered back in the safety of his church cannot quench. 

The young demon tried to ignore the scent, the… faint screaming in the air, the road should have been deserted, and he has no business disturbing anyone’s private affairs. But after the scent of blood got thicker. Like a cat, he can’t ignore the smell, his foot quick and quiet as he steps into the dark alley, his fingers clutching the handle of his umbrella hard, trying to control his needs, swallowing down the spit in his mouth. He takes in the view from the other side of the alley, and he steps in closer, and closer, looking down at the… creature, with the victim in his hands. The demon’s eyes are laced with need, adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows. 

“Can I…” He cautiously says. “Have some too?” 

Hoseok was not a messy eater in the slightest-- he had nearly prided himself on his clean, precise bites and in the way he rarely if ever wasted any. This him was not Hoseok, --he realized only as he gripped her rain jacket tighter and closer to his body to sink his teeth into her neck deeper to drink in her warmth with suprising conviction. He almost didn’t feel it as she pounded her small fists into the center of his chest, and definitely hadn’t notice the way her tears mix with rainfall. In that moment he remembered only how satisfying it felt to indulge and how, fuck, it burned as it dripped down the column of his neck to further dirty the lapel of his starched button-down. 

Later it would play endlessly behind his eyelids, and like an old radio, he’d hear the sweetness of her voice as she spoke to her husband on the phone only moments before the need overcame him. He’d hear again and again, how a scream would part her lips, and a gurgle would resound in her throat in it’s place. But once that settled later in the pit of his stomach and it churned and flipped, because he was always hungry, will he hear the sound of the phone crackling against the pavement, and the concerned ‘Hello? Honey?!’ resound against the walls of his small wine shop. 

Her rainjacket crumpled against his palms, and suddenly did he tear his teeth away and part from her. He caught her just barely before she could hit the greased pavement. And she with the little strength she had, curled her fingers into his shirt and, with her swollen lips like freshly peeled grapefruit did she smile at him. It was something he could never understand, the endorphins-- were they a comfort for the victims, or a comfort for himself. Should he, right in that moment, have felt okay with wanting to drink from her again? Content from how delicious fresh blood had tasted, as his tongue dragged across the seam of his lips? 

Guilt had only risen in his chest when the sound of footsteps making quick, yet, cautious haste through the alleyway finally came to a standstill under the buzz of a flickering neon sign advertising pineapple soju. Hoseok was unable to conjure up any real cohesive thoughts in that moment. There was a woman still alive, yet barely, bleeding out in his arms and there he was the culprit,--with full bloody satisfied lips and eyes that only shot daringly up at the other with a striking icey blue gaze. At first, he expected chaos to ensue within that fleeting second of beating rainfall, and gravel digging into his jeans, soaking through the gray a filthy murky black. Was he her husband? Was he a hunter waiting to end his very short vampyric life with the flicker of a match and a splash of oil? 

That night was filled with questions, but the ability to pull himself together was not among them. “A church boy?-- and,” he pauses, giving the other a once over, not missing the hunger in his eyes, the same that often times plagued him if he were without a meal for quite some time. He almost felt sorry for him, --understanding.  “--and you want some?”  It was almost laughable, how in any other situation, with any other scene, they could have been conversing over a roasted chicken dinner that he was unwilling to share with a beggar. Hoseok shifted the woman on his knees, the thin chain he wore glistening against his chest as the her nails snag a few loose buttons on his shirt. “This,-- She’s mine,”  to a homeless person, Hoseok would throw a bone,  but whatever this was, he was completely unwilling to entertain the idea of it. “And I don’t share.”

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gimme a plot where … basically, muse a is this corrupted soul, always drinking too much, getting too high, they can barely function and muse b is basically their saving grace, always coming through in the middle of the night after a drunken phone call asking for a ride home. and muse b only does this because they’re a good person at heart, but they can’t deny that muse a’s actions actually disgusts them. but they’ve known each other for too long and muse b always promised they’d never let muse a down, because they know they’re the only thing that’s STABLE in their life. and this has become their routine, muse a texting/calling muse b when something goes wrong and muse b coming around to rescue them. there’s not much to their friendship beside that, these days, because muse a doesn’t really acknowledge them otherwise. and muse b just settles with the fact that they’re being used, but they can’t bear to leave muse a alone, knowing that they probably wouldn’t survive without them … but then ONE NIGHT, when muse b is carrying muse a into bed, tucking them in like they usually do and they’re about ready to say goodnight until muse a, who is completely out of their mind intoxicated, mumbles something barely audible that sounds a lot like ‘i love you.’ muse b thinks to brush it off, until muse a continues professing all these FEELINGS like ‘i really fucking love you, please, don’t leave me tonight’ and muse b is just STUCK. because muse a is so bad for them but muse b is the only good thing in their life … so they stay. 

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a plot where they’re both at an art show and they’re stood next to each other at a certain collection and he asks her opinion and she completely blasts it saying she doesn’t understand any of it and it looks like something a kid would do and he just laughs and nods with her. but then later on he’s revealed as the artist and she feels so bad that she blasted his work and he just found it pretty amusing and they go out for coffee as her apology and just imagine him taking her to art galleries and she’s just brutally honest saying she doesn’t understand any of it so he explains and wow 

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forget the fake dating plots, give me the fake engagement plots because it’s a hundred times more angst i mean?

when muse a has been telling their parents they’ve been seeing somebody and finally say they’re engaged to get them off their back, and then surprise!! the whole family ships out to meet the lucky person and they gotta suddenly scramble for a fake fiance/fiancee

when the person they ask is their friend and muse b has been secretly hiding that they actually have feelings but say yes just to get close to muse a and hopefully get rid of the feelings but god knows that doesn’t work

the moving in together and having to get used to sleepy faces and sleeping in the same room and awkwardly brushing their teeth in the morning but it eventually becomes very familiar and natural

meeting the family!!! listening to embarrassing stories and cute naked baby pics while muse a sits around moping bc “mooomm why are you showing these i asked you to burn these”

having to practice being affectionate so it looks real

“what do you mean kiss? right now? in front of the whole family?”

“kiss me right now in front of the whole family”

what becomes normal hand holding and touching even when they’re not in public

mom/grandmother bringing their old wedding dress and insisting muse b trying it on and it’s huge on her but the mom/grandmother is crying and muse a comes in and the dress is literally falling off muse b and their family members are crying in the corner

the family throwing a bridal shower and the couple casually cheating to win the newlywed game

actual bridal dress shopping!!! when muse b tries on ‘the dress’ and everybody is like omg…and muse a is like “shit shit these are real feelings ABORT MISSION ABORT MISSION”

when the family leaves and the two try and go back to normal but deny there are any real feelings :(

when muse a starts dating somebody else and their family is like “they’re okay but i liked muse b better”

A N G S T

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imagine your otp, hogwarts edition

you walked in on me practicing for datda in an empty classroom, and have now inadvertently discovered that my boggart takes the form of a butterfly, please stop laughing. alt; you saw my boggart turn into you or something really bad & I can’t meet your eyes right now.

we’ve both been studying here for hours & it’s been intense & you look like you need a break come on I know how to get into the kitchens.

we’re partners in divination, and i’m reading your tea leaves, and i don’t know what i’m doing, so i just am guessing on images, but somehow every image i guess ends up having a romantic connotation, i swear i’m not doing this on purpose.

i am muggle born and/or know nothing about quidditch/flying, you’re a total badass on a broom & quidditch is your religion… either I’ll ask you to teach me or you’re so appalled you find it your duty to.

we’re both in gryffindor/ravenclaw tower and everyone is asleep except us, but it’s thunderstorming and i never noticed how loud thunder is up in this tower, haha, i’m a little freaked out, but no i’m fine you go to sleep it’s okay, really jknoit’snot.

um, i don’t know you, but you are headed right towards the grounds, and i don’t have time to explain that i accidentally let all the blast-ended skrewts out of their cages, stop asking questions, you need to RUN.

Hogwarts war aus. All the wars. people who’ve known each other all their lives now on different sides, same sides, one of them wants to get out of the war mess but won’t leave without the other. people who meet during the war & once you experience near death with someone, there’s something you can’t shake off.

inspired by (x)

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“i had to be ur fake boyfriend/girlfriend bc some creep was hitting on you and it was making you uncomfortable and now i have busted knuckles and a cut lip but hey are u okay” au

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imagine dating an immortal and finding a photo album of their exes who all sort of look like you dating back a century

What if the exes were all previous incarnations of you and the immortal’s been dating all of them in the hopes of getting you to remember your first life when you originally met them

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