stolen from todokanu's blog, here are a few (long af) replies that i tend to always look back for inspo even though it prob has more grammatical mistakes and cringe than i intended but ;; i LIEK THEM OKAY AND WE NEED MORE SELF-LOVE HERE END OF STORY HNGggg
starting from oldest to newest :
001 | ♒ Jeon Jungkook 1 year ago
@▹☸ Byun Baekhyun Dearie. He doesn't give up his cocky attitude does he? Even when he's in a near-death situation, he doesn't deface. Disappointed, he was hoping the mere human would bow down, cower to every demand from the superior sea creature. But no, he still had that disgusting look on his face, such a small smirk left Jungkook on edge. His head lowering down was just an appetizer to a meal he might never see in his lifetime, or will the fates reward him with something much more delicious - who really knows.
Slipping a stressful huff from his wicked lips, he felt agitation build up. He was playing this situation as a lighthearted joke, a joke that the siren didn't appreciate. As if he wasn't already serious, he grabbed the pirate's shabby collar, pulling him closer to his soft-looking face. His facial expression was sour from frustration, understandably so. "Swear to me that you will not break our agreement! We'll see who'll be laughing at the end of this... Dearie."
It took him all his strength to let go. Just thinking up ways to torture the sir was enough to relax his fingers and push the captain further away from his already interfered bubble. The things he'll do once he accesses the ship was so far from immoral. It was his version of excitement. Nevertheless, something dangerous was coming the captains way, and he won't have the urge to stop himself next time.
Slipping a stressful huff from his wicked lips, he felt agitation build up. He was playing this situation as a lighthearted joke, a joke that the siren didn't appreciate. As if he wasn't already serious, he grabbed the pirate's shabby collar, pulling him closer to his soft-looking face. His facial expression was sour from frustration, understandably so. "Swear to me that you will not break our agreement! We'll see who'll be laughing at the end of this... Dearie."
It took him all his strength to let go. Just thinking up ways to torture the sir was enough to relax his fingers and push the captain further away from his already interfered bubble. The things he'll do once he accesses the ship was so far from immoral. It was his version of excitement. Nevertheless, something dangerous was coming the captains way, and he won't have the urge to stop himself next time.
002 | 〔 ♔ 〕— sehun o。 10 months ago
@〔 ♔ 〕— jongin k。 the ghastly gray smoke swirled throughout as a large man takes a puff. a crack on the door was their only source of ventilation between the mixture of the sour smell of vodka and the poisonous cigarettes that populated the tiny back room. a young male rocks on his chair as a smug grin lifted his features. "my turn, boys." he confidently replied before flashing the group of gents his deck - a royal flush. the group awe'd and sighed as the poker chips and cash gathered near him. his lean body stood as he pulled out his empty suitcase and filled it with the collective payment, shortly securing it with a lock. "so long." he said as he tried to escape the room with a poised pace to his step. before he could leave, one of the men picked up something he dropped unknowingly. the meaty man's eyes bugged out, his group in uproar as he noticed him cheating. with a suitcase, he ran away from the alley, pushing anyone who was trying to enter the club. his hair bounced as he protected the case full of money on his chest until he used it as a weapon on one of the males chasing him, straight in the jaw.
he huffed through the darkness and artificial lighting that radiated the streets from the club. he wanted to sneak away safely but there were so many witnesses that night, more than he calculated, that he couldn't get away without being suspicious. it might've been the drinks he's been taking but his demeanor panicked for mere seconds before he had an idea. surprisingly, panic wasn't one of his favorable attributes but he is human after all. on his way to throw off the group of men off his trail, he saw a very familiar car. the door opened just in time for him to jump in and throw the suitcase on the passenger seat behind him. closing the entrance with a bang, he faced the other with a stern expression, his glasses slid down. "step on it." he demanded, even stepping on the pedal for a start. it was on the tip of his tongue, his face looked oh-so acquainted, but his name slipped from his mind. nevertheless, he finally relaxed his body and rubbed at his neck. he could finally get some air and catch up on his breathing.
he huffed through the darkness and artificial lighting that radiated the streets from the club. he wanted to sneak away safely but there were so many witnesses that night, more than he calculated, that he couldn't get away without being suspicious. it might've been the drinks he's been taking but his demeanor panicked for mere seconds before he had an idea. surprisingly, panic wasn't one of his favorable attributes but he is human after all. on his way to throw off the group of men off his trail, he saw a very familiar car. the door opened just in time for him to jump in and throw the suitcase on the passenger seat behind him. closing the entrance with a bang, he faced the other with a stern expression, his glasses slid down. "step on it." he demanded, even stepping on the pedal for a start. it was on the tip of his tongue, his face looked oh-so acquainted, but his name slipped from his mind. nevertheless, he finally relaxed his body and rubbed at his neck. he could finally get some air and catch up on his breathing.
003 | ♡ : sicheng d。ʷᶦⁿᵏᵒ 3 days ago Reply
@♥ : jungkook j。ʰᵃⁿᵃʰᵃᵏˢ // sh the long wait made the poor boy delusional. the table right beside him was clearly swiped with so much as a rag, but the noise of the dirty dishes colliding each other became louder within the minutes, the seconds, since he started waiting. the chatter of strangers, mixing together in a disoriented symphony made his ears even more irritated on top of the repetitive song. he frowned to himself. perhaps he was just being overdramatic. it was hitting him, a thought that would slightly break his plans for tonight, a realization that he might be stood up. it would be just.. disappointing, simply imagining it left his guts in a twist. he knew meeting people online was unethical, he thought he was smarter than this. he put his hammering ideas to rest as he breathed another one of his sighs, his fist still pushing up his cheeks. he checked the time on his phone, yet again, but this time he promised himself it would be the last. he'll give him a minute and he'll leave, no harm done.
within seconds, his face lit up as soon as a notification popped up from his phone. he's here, he repeated back to himself. with a giddy smile, his worries left his body as he waited for his date to spot him. he doesn't know what to expect really but they've been messaging each other for a while now. he should be relaxed, judging from their conversations online, but he can't seem to get himself to calm down. he tidied up his get up, making certain that his cuffs were symmetrical and his sweater vest unwrinkled. he felt confident for a split second until... he squinted his eyes, focusing on the lightening figure coming towards him.
he froze. how could he not foreseen this sort of predicament sooner. they've seen each others set of pictures on the app beforehand- how was it still possible? he bit his lower lip, snapping him from the trance. he coughed to himself as he faced him and, attempted to at least, act mad - because he certainly was after that long of a wait. but he ended up becoming a flustering mess, per usual, when it came to.. /him/. "professor... well, it could've been better without the wait but you're here now.." he replied, the inflection in his voice screaming nervous. but he continued nonetheless. "wait. a-are you sure you're at the correct table?" he pulled his fingers from rubbing his arm to rubbing his neck. what's happening right now-
within seconds, his face lit up as soon as a notification popped up from his phone. he's here, he repeated back to himself. with a giddy smile, his worries left his body as he waited for his date to spot him. he doesn't know what to expect really but they've been messaging each other for a while now. he should be relaxed, judging from their conversations online, but he can't seem to get himself to calm down. he tidied up his get up, making certain that his cuffs were symmetrical and his sweater vest unwrinkled. he felt confident for a split second until... he squinted his eyes, focusing on the lightening figure coming towards him.
he froze. how could he not foreseen this sort of predicament sooner. they've seen each others set of pictures on the app beforehand- how was it still possible? he bit his lower lip, snapping him from the trance. he coughed to himself as he faced him and, attempted to at least, act mad - because he certainly was after that long of a wait. but he ended up becoming a flustering mess, per usual, when it came to.. /him/. "professor... well, it could've been better without the wait but you're here now.." he replied, the inflection in his voice screaming nervous. but he continued nonetheless. "wait. a-are you sure you're at the correct table?" he pulled his fingers from rubbing his arm to rubbing his neck. what's happening right now-
004 | ᴡᴜ ʏɪғᴀɴ ᵛ 2 days ago Reply
@ɪᴍ ᴊᴀᴇʙᴜᴍ ʰ the future seemed dark, lackluster as his ideals began shattering down, an inexplicable avalanche-like effect as he continued dissecting his former beliefs. specifically, the beliefs that he was bought upon. it began.. fading into a meaningless existence and he didn't quite understand why. he didn't feel like himself anymore as his changed attitude towards humans began changing, evolving than the simple yet ignorant ideas his family brainwashed him to believe. the torture, the unfair use of their blood. to think he was the one supervising such acts of violence towards humans and even vampires that betrayed the nocte lineage. he pressed his forehead with rough hands as his grand study began closing in on him. there were eyes on him, that he knows. they could sense his change of heart without a doubt. he held his head high, facing the door. that little tinge of reluctance pulled him back but before he could listen, he was already out of the facility. he better escape before it's too late.
it was around dusk since he left the coven in a private car of his own. he planned on staying with relatives that were exiled and out of touch, deeming it a safe bet than living with nothing but worries crawling his very skin. it was an impulsive act but he couldn't go back to that suffocating environment he came from, not anymore. he was going against his family wishes, most would be certainly surprised. that once obedient child was no more. something in him snapped as he sped through the highway until late at night where he felt he was long away from his past life. he found himself in unfamiliar territory, but he still remained calm as he glanced at the street sign before him.
he was near his destination but he didn't continue further. with his car at least. he left his vehicle behind, thinking it was an easy indication to where he was. and that's the opposite of what he wanted. he covered himself with a long ebony trench coat and continued his way through the array of stores until.. a chill crept up his spine. there was another vampire with him. his eye shined a bright crimson light as he turned around and found a creature that had similarities to him but was completely rabid. he fought the abnormal being with all his might but he was chewed up after showing a glimpse of weakness. the last thing he remembered was the flickering light just a few feet from where his body was dumped unforgivable.
the pain began surging his very existence, his blood splurged throughout his body completely. the pain wasn't at all his concern however, he was quite used to it since childhood, but the separating gashes were of top worry. he was completely rid of his powers, so much so that he firmly believed regeneration was going to take weeks if he didn't intake blood soon. and weeks wasn't part of the plan, neither was feeding on unexpected humans. he felt weak as he laid unconscious on the pavement, his blood probably covering it and marking it its territory.
the night was more or less silent, just the way he always liked it. the moonlight as well as the artificial light shined his face brilliantly, flaunting his classy features. but he didn't count on it as a beacon of hope. otherwise, he found it pleasing and comforting despite the traumatic event his body was currently facing. his eyes started closing shut as he tried regenerating bit by bit, nothing too drastic was happening however. he was completely focused and in his element until he was interrupted by a set of footsteps. surprised, he remained still but listened in to the footsteps that were inching near his body. he felt the figure's sympathy in his voice. what he didn't expect was his warm hands gripping on his shoulder and giving a hard shake. he found it funny but his expression remained cold.
he continued pestering him to awaken so he did so, finally aiding to his dire requests. he opened his eyes, shooting him a bloody and intimidating glare-- and before he could dare to speak, he dropped his head to the crevice of the stranger's neck. weak.. weak.. he fainted and laid delicately like dormant butterflies seizing rest for the night. never in his life has he ever felt so very weak...
it was around dusk since he left the coven in a private car of his own. he planned on staying with relatives that were exiled and out of touch, deeming it a safe bet than living with nothing but worries crawling his very skin. it was an impulsive act but he couldn't go back to that suffocating environment he came from, not anymore. he was going against his family wishes, most would be certainly surprised. that once obedient child was no more. something in him snapped as he sped through the highway until late at night where he felt he was long away from his past life. he found himself in unfamiliar territory, but he still remained calm as he glanced at the street sign before him.
he was near his destination but he didn't continue further. with his car at least. he left his vehicle behind, thinking it was an easy indication to where he was. and that's the opposite of what he wanted. he covered himself with a long ebony trench coat and continued his way through the array of stores until.. a chill crept up his spine. there was another vampire with him. his eye shined a bright crimson light as he turned around and found a creature that had similarities to him but was completely rabid. he fought the abnormal being with all his might but he was chewed up after showing a glimpse of weakness. the last thing he remembered was the flickering light just a few feet from where his body was dumped unforgivable.
the pain began surging his very existence, his blood splurged throughout his body completely. the pain wasn't at all his concern however, he was quite used to it since childhood, but the separating gashes were of top worry. he was completely rid of his powers, so much so that he firmly believed regeneration was going to take weeks if he didn't intake blood soon. and weeks wasn't part of the plan, neither was feeding on unexpected humans. he felt weak as he laid unconscious on the pavement, his blood probably covering it and marking it its territory.
the night was more or less silent, just the way he always liked it. the moonlight as well as the artificial light shined his face brilliantly, flaunting his classy features. but he didn't count on it as a beacon of hope. otherwise, he found it pleasing and comforting despite the traumatic event his body was currently facing. his eyes started closing shut as he tried regenerating bit by bit, nothing too drastic was happening however. he was completely focused and in his element until he was interrupted by a set of footsteps. surprised, he remained still but listened in to the footsteps that were inching near his body. he felt the figure's sympathy in his voice. what he didn't expect was his warm hands gripping on his shoulder and giving a hard shake. he found it funny but his expression remained cold.
he continued pestering him to awaken so he did so, finally aiding to his dire requests. he opened his eyes, shooting him a bloody and intimidating glare-- and before he could dare to speak, he dropped his head to the crevice of the stranger's neck. weak.. weak.. he fainted and laid delicately like dormant butterflies seizing rest for the night. never in his life has he ever felt so very weak...
so yeah !! will prob use this blog as an archive so i can look back and improve from my mistakes u v u nods nods
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