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[teaser one]

the oscillating sound of the sirens beset his ears; his eyes were fixated upon the constant scarlet and then indigo flashing in quick succession. while his irises were captivated by familiar light, an obsidian bodiless being inked its way down from the corner of the room. the vile creature slithered over the floor before springing up to devour the innocent before he even had a chance to express his horror.

he awakened in a puddle of sweat--It no longer developed in lucid beads covering his face but a gel-like sheet that suffocated him. The salty transparent elixir that had formed from his fear dampened the earth under him. kiji rose and sat on his bottom with his legs crossed in front of him. his eyes sockets were riddled with amaranthine bruises, his cheeks hallowed in starvation. jawline embedded with the pattern of the grass, and his lips stained with his dry ichor. 

he sat in silence, observing the white haze that enclosed him in that patch of grass. he shivered under the dew that had formed over him. kiji eternally stared into the frosty abyss—never blinking and his chest barely rising when he would breathe.

the sweater that once snuggly hugged his body now hung loosely from his hideous, pale shoulders. the fabric offered no relief, but instead assaulted to his feeble form with biting moisture. the tears in the gray sweater knit allowed the frigid Anemoi to slink in to punish his body. for what sins, they abused him for he knew not.

kiji continued staring at the colorless veil that swelled around him. as he stared absentmindedly into the thick fog, he dreamt of faint silhouette in the distance; an onlooker to his everlasting pain, a fellow companion, an enemy—he was unaware of the nature of this stranger made his delusions, but his desire for life compelled him to overlook all flaws in the spectre.

@ᶜ˖⁺ seph k。 "I will definitely reason if you try to explain, but i definitely won't force you" yes, Jeon Jungkook was a very curios man but he never tried to intrude too much in anyone's life. That would be rude. He was there to hold a hand out for others to take, but that would only work if the other was willing to take his hand. He wondered if there was anything he could help with cause what he had kept on the tips of his fingers- his magic- was quite powerful and he did not in anyway liked to brag about it, if anything, he sometimes feared what his own hands were capable of doing. He took a deep breath, throwing a smile at the other male before exiting the door, automatically waiting for the male to follow. The cold autumn breeze left a pleasant shudder upon his skin, causing goosebumps to form before he allowed his body to embrace the sharp slaps of its cool weather. It was his favorite season after all.


"its been too long, i dont even remember the exact year. I just know it was a 21st of a december, years ago, too many years ago," and the day was still fresh within his mind as if it was yesterday, as if all they had gone through was once more playing before his eyes and then came the fire once more, ignited by the thought, causing the poor muscle of his heart to race aggressively. THe effect was immediate, and he sometimes absolutely hated how much power Taehyung had over him- which was nothing but a lie, he just loved being stubborn with every single claim about the man. His eyes followed the emotions spread on the male's face, squinting lightly as if he was to slowly flip through his pages, lightly touching each page with the pads of his fingertips. "i'll be expecting you soon seph, please do come"


"ACE?" the surprise was evident within his gaze, head turned around, staring at him as if he had two heads on his shoulders cause that was quote impossible. how could one not hear of that name specially when he had a brother who still watched the most artistic of things and took him to art galleries left and right. He had unconsciously picked up more than just a few names. "my brother will be very shook when he hears this" He mumbled, a small grin of mischief slowly tugging on the corners of his lips. Though it dropped soon, followed by a sigh that held light exhaustion in it. "its harder to take him down the memory lane, it means i had to take him back to where he had his most bitter memory- unless i knock him out and do it" it was hard, Namjoon was as stubborn as he was and fighting a man needed brain cells made of steel and a long amount of time. Though the consideration of knocking him out definitely tugged on his brain cells, enough to have him actually want to go through with it. His gaze remained on the man, a deep chuckle rumbling out of his chest. "I don't believe its a complicated question, its just very direct, and i know you have a better reason than that" gently holding his hand forward, he shrugged his shoulders though the playfulness remained. "lead the way"

@ᶜ˖⁺ mark t。 The passion within the response to his gentle kiss was a surprise, Jaebum wanted to see where it would go from the light caress, feeling Mark’s tongue against his bottom lip made him growl, it was at that moment he had pushed the latter with his own body trapping him against the wall. He now continued with the same intensity, his tongue ran against Mark’s a teaser of what was to come as he began to push the kiss with the fiery passion one hand still cupping his face as the other held his waist. The moans were such a delight to hear, he wanted to hear more, the greed coming up in a bubble, just as he was going to seep into the temptation Jaebum parted with heavy breath, his eyes looked into Mark’s his stare intense but he still had the smile on his face, the warmth he felt probably radiated from him into the other, for once Jaebum was silent as he always had something to say, but there was always a first for everything.



(It’s still bad
I can’t english—)

He had slowly made his way to a relatively hard area to find in the forest, almost his own secret place. Mamoru sitting next to one of the trees patiently and he couldn't help the delighted laugh coming from his lips. A slow step of one foot and then the next, a small twirl and his body began to dance to a tune only he could hear, a tune he was humming. Eyes half lidded as he let the tune take over him, as his body moved, spun, sparkles had began to emit from his slender form. The sparkles beginning at his feet and slowly going upwards, his regular clothes shimmering away and a yukata had taken their place. The air behind him shimmerered and slowly white beautiful tails slowly became visible, nine beautiful tails. The tails twitching almost happily as they were finally out in the open, and the air around his head did the same, two fox ears coming to view.

His lips slowly parting, canines glinting in the light before a soft song spilled from his lips. The song was....sad, lonely, the yearning for someone or someones. He missed many, his clan, his home, his family, and his lost love. He wondered if they could hear the song from his home, look at the same sky as he is and dance with him. Wisps of magic danced in the air with him, it was a lonely time. What a lonely time indeed. He needed this, time to be himself and let his hair down. Or in this case, his ears and tails out.

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@ᶜ˖⁺ noah s。 @ᶜ˖⁺ finn w。 /yang cupped finn’s cheek, his incandescent palms briefly warming the young male’s face as a whine erupted from his delicate lips/ yeah it’s cold—i know—i wish i could give you more /the older then turned to noah and gave a little smile as his irises settled on the male’s endearing countenance/ alright—who wants what spot on the magic carpet? i get the front because as you know i passed my test while the two so-called apprentices of mathew kim did not /he teased the two with a with a smug grin as he rolled out the heavily embroidered rug/

❅ ᕼOᒪIᗪᗩY ᗪᗩᘔᘔᒪᕮᗪ ❅

Masato *** (LMAO I h8 autocorrect)

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Hikarin sighed happily and snuggled into Makato, his arms wrapped around her slender waist, his fingers drawing circles on her hips. The soft murmur of her name and Rin raised her head to look up at him. He wore a blinding smile that still sent butterflies in her stomach and he gently rubbed their noses together.

"Your nose is so cold, love." He murmured and she let out a giggle, gently hitting his shoulder. "Of course it is. It's winter" His deep laughter echoed in their rooms and he rolled them over so she was laying on top of him. His arms circled around her waist and she couldn't help but think how right it felt.

"Gods you are beautiful. I love you, Rin." he murmured and leaned forward, briefly pecking her lips earning a soft giggle.

"Oh hush, you are just saying that, Masato" She huffed playfully and leaned down to peck his lips in return.

"Really, if we have kits, I want them to have your beauty. Your mind, your smile." Rin couldn't help the wide smile on her lips and she ran her hands through his hair with a happy hum.

"well, I want them to have your personality. I want our kits to have your eyes, to have your nose. I want our kits to be as lucky as we are." she paused for a moment and softly asked.

"you'd want to have kits with me? " He laughed softly at her absurd question. "Of course I do. I'm surprised that the princess of the clan wants to have kits with me though."

She sniffed and raised her nose almost haughtily. "whoever is against our mateship will need to talk to the clan. Everyone loves you, Masato. I love you."
His grip becomes a bit tighter and rolled them over again, so he was on top of her this time. "Well, we need to give the clan plenty of nephews and nieces to fawn over, don't we?" She rolled her eyes playfully and wrapped her arms around the back of his neck. "After our mateship, of course"

"Of course, my love." He lowered his head and their lips met in a soft kiss once again.



"Hikarin." The soft voice broke her out of her memories, her hands gripping onto one of his kimonos and she slowly raised her tear stained face.

"the funeral is going to begin soon, you....dont need to do this you know that right?" Her cousin's uncertain voice echoed into her too cold room.

She gave a slow shake of her head before her voice came shakily. "I have to"

@ˢ˖⁺ jungkook k。 “Oh well.. I don't mind sharing it but I can't really explain my feelings. It's--- complicated.” For the first time in his life he felt like sharing that about his cognitive disorder about the way he hid himself at day and only used one night stands as a way to cope with controlling himself. Without some distraction he would freak out. Somehow liquor and were the best way to do that. Strangers would stay strangers forever, the perfect condition for a one night stand. “Maybe it's not a good idea to talk about it I can't really explain it. The reason for all this was caused a long time ago.” And he would never be able to change it. “I am glad it does. I hope this stays for a long time since it looks really handsome.”

“That's perfect, thank you. How long have you two been a couple already?” A soft chuckle escaped” his lips as the other seemed to be lost in thoughts about the one that he loved. Even though Seph couldn't recognize and remember faces, he could still see the flushing cheeks and the embarrassed but sweet expression in his eyes. It must feel nice to love someone to be loved. Someone he could wake up next to every morning, sharing sweet touches and passionate kisses belonging to one another forever. Maybe that was something Seph missed in his life or rather someone that he could be with. But it felt impossible to fall in love without remembering the way his lover would look. Unable to recognize his own lover in a crowd or even just alone at home. Love just wasn't meant for him, he thought. He would be unable to get to know someone--- and even if he would find someone he'd maybe fall in love with, who would want to date a man like him? “Yes, me too. I'll visit it soon.”

What most people didn't know was that Seph was one of the rare magic users who was over hundred of years old already as well as immortal. He had simply survived the death of his human adoptive parents they had grown older while he had stopped counting the years he had already lived looking like twenty-five. “I'm also sorry. You probably miss them a lot. Magical that sounds wonderful--- He should continue. He needs to find his inspiration again, don't try to get through his head show him the things and places that had inspired him back then. Take him on a trip back to your childhood. Show him everything beautiful that you two have experienced together, alone or with your parents. You need to show him the beauty, the magic, the world his drawings will create with that inspiration. I'm sure he'll find it again, trust me.” Being inspired by the beauty of the world--- it was easy to talk about it to motivate others but would he ever manage to experience it himself? “My alias is Ace. My paintings mostly identify my feelings--- they way and what I draw differs but I often end up drawing people with all their details but without a face. Those are my most famous paintings I suppose. Currently I am working on a painting of a woman I met somewhere on the main street. Sometimes strangers just inspire me. All their details that aren't connected to their faces.” He drew the world the way he saw it--- without faces. “Why? You are asking complicated questions. Maybe because it's easy. One night filled with pleasure but without commitments. And that whole 'being in love' won't work out for me.” He put on his own coat getting up from his seat. “I definitely will. Follow me to my car, I will drive us there.”

his fingers danced along the walls, feeling each and every dip in the grooves that lead him to his destination. it was simple for him, finding his way where he needed to go, as long as he could see. his senses had been heightened ever since he fell. that first week, however, was painful. his head throbbed, his vision was blurry; everything was muted, dull, and he felt like he couldn't breathe. the world moved in slow motion for that week, and it was never the same since then.

once he made it to his corner, he sunk down to the floor, a soft sigh parting his rosy petals. his lashes fluttered shut over his eyes, and within moments he heard a soft chirp from hanako. the snow-white fox slid between his legs, tail curling along his body before two paws pressed gently to his thigh; he lifted an arm, and the fox crawled up into his lap, silky fur brushing along his forearm as he smiled softly.

hanako was there when no one else was. he didnt need words of comfort, especially when his head was throbbing. ever since falling from the tree, just for a silly little flower, he would get horrible migraines every once in a while. it was those times that he would need hanako the most. in away, the fox was a service animal, there for him to help him along his way. hanako knew when the headaches would come, and would urge the fairy boy to rest. he trusted hanako with his life.

hearing was a whole other issue. everything was muted, as if he were listening to conversations when underwater. he wasnt very good at listening, as it was, but he was attentive. reading lips became his specialty, though a softly muttered "what" or "huh" was often interrupting many conversations. he wanted to hear. he wanted to know the words, for what they were. he didnt just want to guess, he wanted to really know. but he wouldnt. he never would. the fairies had tried to heal him, but it didnt work. what he had done, falling from that tree, had damaged him beyond repair.

no beauty or act of cunning could bring him back what he wanted. and thus, he suffered in silence.

@ᶜ˖⁺ hikarin。 [] Just wanted to say this gave me tingles O.O

Blood, there was too much. Beautiful furs, stained with red, the red that means that they were hurting. Their love laying in a pool of their own blood, the sob rising in their throat and their lips parting in a soundless scream. Everything hurt, seeing their love, their Masato there dying hurt. The pleas of him not to leave them, falling out of their lips. arms holding them back, their begging to be let go, to please dont make them leave their love, their Mamoru.

Despair bubbled in their ears, slowly turn to anger and their eyes slowly began to bled with cold fury. /KILL THEM. KILL THE ONES WHO TOOK HIM FROM ME./ Hysteria overtaking their rational mind and everything stopped at feeling a harsh bite on their arm.

'Rin. RIN!' Their silver eyes flew open at a shuddering gasp, as if they were taking a fresh gasp of air after drowning. Yellow cat eyes stared down at their own silver ones, shifting between their natural shape to one much more human.

'Breathe, Breathe for me, Rin.' Mamoru, their leopard familiar, coached softly. Rin struggled to breathe, struggled to calm down and Mamoru gently rubbed their head against Rin's cheek. Their eyes unfocused as they gripped onto Mamoru's fur, words bumbling out of their lips.

"they need to die, die, die. Kill them, all of them."

"They are dead, remember? Think, Rin. They were in the way, and you killed them. You and your cousins." A flicker of remembrance in Rin's eyes and they slowly nodded.


"But i couldn't save him."

He was weak. Daniel knew. /He/ knew.. He took this weak boy into his arms and whispered lies, lies that Daniel believed and cherished with all his heart. They all seemed so real to the boy, the fleeting touches and the warm smiles, the “I love you”s and shy pecks against his pale rose tinted cheeks. It was like a dream to him.

Soon though, that dream turned into a nightmare. Screams mixed with sobs, objects being thrown by the one Daniel called his own.

He was weak.

Daniel shook and sobbed as He screamed in his face and called him anything but his love. “Worthless” “ing pathetic” The that door shut in his face a door to what could have been if Daniel would just listen. Daniel didn’t listen, he couldn’t have done half the stuff his own asked him to even if he tried. Daniel was scared, he was scared of the pain. The anxiety was eating him from the inside out. He just couldn’t.

So he sat there, at the end of his bed with his head in his hands as sobs wrack throughout his body. Knowing full well he was never going to be what his own wanted to be. It was devastating to the boy, seeing the love of his life leave like that? It was downright traumatizing. Even after all the lies he told Daniel. He realized that now.

It was nothing real, it was all a dream.

@ᶜ˖⁺ seph k。 [] dont worry it didnt! i had read your profile <3


"mind sharing the you had been feeling?" There were questions about the male in Jungkook's mind. His fingers lowered down, slowly touching over the small ring decorating his pinky finger. He had to look around, to make sure not many people were around. He was a curious man but not an intruder, but if he were to use his powers, he had to be careful. Feelings of people could overwhelm him and throw him mind into a wrecked state, and he did not want to allow the protective spell he had casted upon himself off- not until he was within the safety of the shop. He smiled- the shop did have a mind of his own. Perhaps his stumble upon the man before him was not much of an accident. Perhaps there was a purpose- there usually was. He usually met people whose energy needed a boost, some small, some big. Thats how the shop affected him. The moment he stepped in there, it became a part of him just like how it was a part of his father, the late man who was long gone away from this world. "I'm glad, it does suit you a lot, more than i thought it would"

The flush was back, he couldn't help the shyness upon hearing the man's name. The man who brought too many colors to his face and had his heart speeding up even though he was absent. It took a mere utterance of his name to have Jungkook thrown into an overdrive of feelings and damn, it felt like after all these years nothing had changed and the feeling still consumed him just like the first day he fell in love. Shaking his head; he tried to focus cause it was way too easy to get lost in the thoughts of him- he had already been caught doing that at work far too many times which only brought awkward coughs and embarassed faces. It was enough that his co worker was teasing the hell of him for it. "I will definitely send you a personal invitation! though im pretty sure Taehyung has you on the invite list already-- oh yeah, you should definitely visit my shop, im curious to know how it will react to you"


"Im sorry about your parents, My Parents also passed away, its the reason why my brother has stopped drawing. His drawings are...magical, they tend to come to life, its where his magic lies but after the death of my parents, he has refused to paint any longer. Im trying to get through his head though, its pretty damn hard cause he is more stubborn than i'll ever be" The thought of his brother made him sight, maybe if the man knew seph, he would be motivated to paint again. He still had one of the man's old paintings in his house. a painting of colorful butterflies that came to life and flew around the house every morning, it was quite the sight to see. "Whats you alias? i might know you, i wanna still see some of your paintings, anything new you are working on?" The next words of the man surprised him, causing his eyebrow to arch up. No man was to be lonely unless a reason was rooted deep inside of him. Jungkook needed to feel his energy, it was no longer a curiosity, it was the urge to get the loner thought out of the male's mind, but for that, he needed to touch the roots of where the problem laid. "nothing against one night stands but, why?" Pressing his hands upon his knees; he pulled himself on his feet once more, grabbing the black coat he had left on the couch to put on- not really in mood for catching a cold in such a ruthlessly cold weather. "I'm up for a coffee, lets go, you gotta fill in the curiosity i have right now"

@ˢ˖⁺ jungkook k。 [I hope this won't confuse you. In case you didn't read his profile, he got an illness called prosopagnosia which is face-blindness]

Holding up his phone he looked at himself on the display. Who was that man looking back at him? The dark brown hair he remembered was gone now turned into a beautiful golden shade. Somehow it suited the skin color of that man who was supposed to be himself. Even after all the times he had looked into the mirror trying to recognize his face, trying to find something that differentiated him from everyone else he still looked at another strangers. He wouldn't even be able to find himself on a picture with a lot of people. That class photo they had taken back when he had lived in the human world--- sometimes he looked at it, at all the males but he wasn't able to find himself. Everyone looked the same. But now with his golden hair it would be easier to recognize himself since this was a rare feature. “I definitely need that good luck boost. Too much happens lately, happens all the time. Thank you. I like the way my hair looks now it suits me, doesn't it?” He chuckled faintly turning off his phone again as he tried not to think about it too much.

“Yes, I met him before. You two seem to be the perfect couple. I wish you good luck for your future. Also I hope I am invited to the wedding it will be one of these most precious moments you two have shared, right?” His lips curled into a smile as he noticed the red flush on the other male's cheeks. Seph examined his face, every corner of it, every detail but once he looked away it was gone, deleted in his mind and looking back at Jungkook a whole new person stood in front of him--- the face looking like any other stranger. “That sounds interesting. A mind of its own, everything in this city seems to have it. Magical.”

The question was a quite difficult one and at first Seph had no idea how to answer it. “For me the human world was normal and everyone there had told me that there aren't any other worlds. I didn't know about being a warlock until some days after my sixteenth birthday. I had always thought I am a human but the truth was that my human parents had adopted me after finding me in the woods as a baby. As a loner I prefer this world. Ever since my human parents had died I haven't been there anymore.” He watched the other sit down again examining his face like he always did when seeing it anew. “My paintings are quite famous I suppose but since I'm using an alias no one knows that those are mine. For me drawing is a way to process my emotions and for whatever reason others seem to enjoy that. Why did your brother stop? Drawing can't be forced I suppose--- sometimes it takes me weeks until I feel able to create a painting.” The next question hit him and he looked away watching the tree in front of the window swinging lightly carried by the wind. “I am a true loner, the one-night stand kind of person.” For Seph a relationship felt impossible, not even being able to recognize his own lover. It was complicated to get to know someone when he was unsure if that is the right person, the one he wanted to talk to. “For some reason you look like you know something--- tell me what is that expression about?” There was that one man he would never forget--- years ago they had spend one night together and while usually those never meant more than for him it had been different. That sort of deep conversation between them they had had during the aftermath. For the first time after all these one-night stands he had felt serious pain as he had left the sleeping figure in the morning but staying would have been a mistake--- one-night stands needed to stay one-night stands. Maybe his eyes have been settled on him--- but it was impossible to find him. Seph couldn't remember his face he wouldn't be able to recognize him even if they would have met again. “I'll probably stay Mr. Loner forever. Should we go to Blues & Brews? There we could continue our conversation while sipping on some coffee.”

@ᶜ˖⁺ seph k。 Upon finishing the golden hair; he takes a step back, allowing his eyes to take in the masterpiece left behind atop of the male hair. It really did suit him, he had to say, it was slightly better than the brown hair the male had before- not that the previous one was anything bad, but Jungkook was quite fond of change, whether it was in appearance or the things around him, small or big, did not really make much of a difference for his mind. Pulling his hands back, the remaining magical sparkles falling from the tip of his fingers disappeared mid air, a smile easily curving up on each corner of his lips. "yeah, the color will remain but well the golden dust will go away after a few days. It depends really, it can't get everything done for you but its a good luck boost, usually things go a lot more positive when you have it, though i have to say, I'll have to give you some after a few weeks, constant use is not good"

The next words of the man brought a surprised expression upon his face, mouth forming into a soft 'o' "oh you know Taehyung? yeah he is my fiance" but the male's last words were the ones that coated the apples of his cheeks with a red tint, the thought making him embarrassed in the best way possible, causing him to reach up and scratch the back of his head- a habit he had grown whenever he was feeling rather shy about a certain topic which was quite rare. "well, the shop will probably lure you in if you desperate enough for something, the shop has a mind of its own honestly"

The male's words easily brought him to silence, but the smile refused to falter away. Oh Human world, he had been there, but most of his life was spent with magic, he grew up with magic wrapped around his finger tips, he was born to become one with the magic, and perhaps his late parents had done a good job in teaching him. "Human world, do you like that world better of this one?" He halted, eyebrow arching up as he walked infront of the male, flopping down on the seat before him. "an artist, my brother draws to- well used to, he refused to do so now even though i try to force him" the words held a small sight, he didn't dug into them further. "I'd love to see your paintings tho- oh any plans to date anyone though? your eyes aren't settled on anyone around Mr loner?" The smile on his lips was teasing with a glint of mischief shown on his dark onyxes. "no plans, its my off so, i'll take any suggestions to go out"

reclining backwards against the thick barrel of his companion, the black brute only grunted in response as if it were a normal thing -- in which it was. the stallion was, at times, his only form of comfort and the only creature that understood him. extending a hand out to capture the long locks of xenor's tail in his dainty grasp, he brushed through it with his digits and smiled inwardly. his familiar simply turned his head to look at him, showing no signs of dismay to his antics. it hadn't been long until he'd dropped the strands and tucked himself closer to the friendly beast, lids coming to close as slumber swiftly caught up to him.

with addiction ravishing his veins, he could no longer silent wait for jaehyung’s response. he walked out into the brightness of the white sun; despite the ethereal light casting down upon his him, he was aware that the air that kissed his cheeks was frigid. the molten incur that coursed through his veins, forever prevented him from experiencing the brisk winds that beat him now. he fashioned a cigarette from the silver case tucked away on the inside of his jacket, pulling out the ivory balm of his slavish habit. yang gently puckered his lips and brought the cigarette to the flame that suddenly erupted his roseate labials.

@ᵐ˖⁺ taehyung k。 ....Taehyung, darling, don't test my patience, 'kookie princess' is quite the king
*there is no resistance to magic, not when my fingers itches and once more i allow the glitters to fall, but this time the flower blooms, its red petals shinning between your soft locks- and even then, it doesn't dare to overwhelm your beauty* I got a piece of spring with me, gotta make sure i get along with that season
Tae- *my words are cut off by the action, cheeks coated with the color of the rose. a small chuckle spills past my lips, eyes fluttered close with my nose inhaling the unique manly musk the closer you get- and i want you impossibly closer*
Now baby, i only have a kink for ONE man, and that man is being a little right now
*your last words have my eyebrows arching up, easily feeling the sudden tightened grip around my figure- and , i might just have a little kink for the sudden overwhelming amount of power you offer. If your hold tightens, my own limbs follows, tightening around you. The fingers that only offered a caress seconds ago grips onto your locks, tugging your hair forward till my lips are barely an inch away from yours* should i teach my baby a lesson again?

@ᵐ˖⁺ jimin p。 "incorrigible? now that's a first. not to sound vacuous or anything but, i call your blu-- oof." to say the harmless smack caught him off guard would be an understatement, and in spite of it being ridiculously light, the accuracy and overall spot jimin hit had him elicit the softest wheeze. "what was that for?" with an incredulous look etched across his countenance, in retaliation he merely stuck the tip of his tongue out at the other before offering a shake of his head which-- effectively disheveled his strands and caused remnants of stardust to flutter into the lingering air between them. "there's magic in everything but there's something tacky about those cards of yours that make it a lot less convincing." having always been a loose canon, he didn't bother with anything besides cutting to the chase. drawing one shoulder up in the form of a lackadaisical shrug, the taller took a transient moment to inhale the smoky and oddly soothing fragrance of scented incenses emanating from the other, before helping jimin to his feet. leaning down considerably, he utters against the shell of the others ear in a hushed whisper ""or maybe that's cause, i can see past you and all your tarots. i'll stop by later to try my luck again and believe me when i say i'm one lucky bastard."

@ˢ˖⁺ jungkook k。 That so? So you'd have no problem with something like... Kookie Princess? My sweet baby lilypad chickadee?
*barely captures sight of the action til the feel of that slender stem settles against the hollow shell of my ear, eyes widening a fraction before a broad grin appears on my features*
You're getting better than me at this. Should I be worried? My lovely Spring Husband...
*dipping forward, I pepper my smiling lips against the cusp of your cheek--- where the creamy skin there blossoms in hues that could make any summer rose envious*
I figured you had a thing for plant men. A kink, perhaps? No need to be embarrassed.
*a bit jilted by your words, I start with a visible jerk--- tightening my hold against you so you can remain fixed against me--- a lascivious smirk staining my lips as I coyly brush them against the curve of your chin*
You know I'm never quite against you playing rough, love.

/his heavy lids hung over his two-toned eyes, a dull pain clutched tightly to his forehead as laid back in the chair. the clamor of conversation and sound the barista making drinks ever prominent in the background/

ˢ˖⁺ jungkook k。 [A] 2 hours ago Reply
@ᵐ˖⁺ taehyung k。 well, back then I was not nearly as whipped as i am right now-
*just as the gesture is offered, i let one hand loose, pads of gentle fingers rubbing against one another till lovely splash of golden glitter appears- red rose blooming within my palm before i gently place it behind your ear, but then again, the rose has no beauty to offer when your face beats its gorgeous nature*
The human world is complicated, but you did live up to that promise, cause somehow i have gotten myself in love with your - how the did that even happen?
*silenced, my eyes remain calmed, closing for a mere second before they snap open once more, lips parted unconsciously*.... My Dear Taehyung, will i get a full kiss or should i pin you down and take it?

☪ cнecĸed。
— fOR OUR CUTIE SNAIL BUNS and tbh to take a break from t h e w o r l d