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“ Not because she wasn’t scared but because
she went on so strongly . ” atticus
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legcndreportr:
“ Not because she wasn’t scared but because
she went on so strongly . ” atticus
Chae-Young Shin of Healer / canon divergent / penned by cici

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Sweet urgency envelopes them both, but he doesn’t want to rush, regardless of how greedy his kisses were. His whole body felt like it was on fire, or at least like the AC had stopped working, the clothes were now too tight, uncomfortable and he couldn’t wait to rip it off of himself. She was on her back, and Jung-hoo managed to hoover over her, keeping most of his weight off her, as his lips stayed glued to her skin, making a trail down her neck to her chest, lower where he had managed to unbutton her shirt, needing for more skin, needing to see more of her. His left hand moved away from her shoulder, moving with the shape of her body before it stopped at her waist for a moment and then moved to the curve of her leg, that he had hitched up, urging her to wrap it around him, as he settled between her legs.
It was urgent and yet slow, as they tugged at each other, kissed, and breathlessly whispered sweet nothings. While they had been together for a while now, there was still this insecurity there, for him at least, that she’d decide one day that this wasn’t what she wanted, or that she needed more, deserved more, and he would agree with her. “ You’ll have to tell me to stop… ” Fingers moved the shirt to the side, slowly moving against the satin bra. “ Maybe we should move to the bedroom, more room. ” He didn’t move, he wasn’t sure he had the strength to do so at the moment.
Rapture of sweet longing and pleasure captured at the moment, unbothered by anyone none other than themselves. Eyes shut as she relished his lips grazing along her skin, sending electricity everywhere it touched. In response, she expels a sough as she slightly extends her neck for more room, with her body slowly tensing and becoming impatient of wanting to reach more. The brunette did as she told, limbs selfishly clung as she proceeds to pull his shirt off to see more of his glorious skin.
Fingers began to run his pair of strong arms, to his shoulders that presumably carried more strength than intended to be, to the littlest area of the back of his neck within his neatly-cut hairline, and lingered to his raven locks, pads that dug sloppily as their lips exchanged a certain rhythm. With already their long history known, including the identities that they had later found, she felt a sort of mystery that she had yet to unlock within the depths of his mind. It’s ironic how proficient she is in unlocking the truth to its core daily, but not even the slightest with him. However, like any other day, she was endlessly determined. “Don't stop..." She breathed, eyes wandering closely on features before her. The way his symmetrical eyes moved as if telling a story with emotions that he conveys sparkled. The way his nose which's prominently structured at dead centre probably smelt a thousand smells compliments his whole face. His plump lips that she wished she could cherish more through his tongue or words that smoothly told that endlessly flatter. This man was too beautiful in all aspects that she feels undeserving of all his attention. "Hm... You're right. More room. Carry me?" She agreed, smiling sweetly with her request, arms open and anticipating.
this is completely out of the blue but i just wanted to say that y’all are such amazing writers ???? i’ll sometimes check out the indies that follow me and just …… you’re all genuinely so talented :’) 🥰
I think everyone kind of wants to have that kind of ship that one feels terribly invested in. Talk headcanons late into the evening, the kind of ship that makes you start doing playlists, aesthetic posts, art, drabbles. Without feeling awkward because you are not sure whether your partner is as invested as you are. I only have one thing to say: be that kind of ship partner. If you want to shiop something, don’t be afraid to approach a mun about it, the worst they can do is say ‘nah thanks’. Don’t be afraid to show how much you love a ship, take way the stigma of being overly interested in ships and doing stuff for a pairing. Go for it, show that you are passionate about it, and you will see it can turn out great.
Waltzing With Your Enemy ♛
Scenario Starters based on this music & its comments. ♥ Send ♛ + a number for a dialouge or scenario or send me ❰ WALTZ ❱ & I’ll GENERATE a scenario for our muses.
( SEND A ♛ + A NUMBER & SPECIFY IF YOU’RE MUSE A OR B. If left you don’t specify then I will randomize their roles ! )
♛ 1.
MUSE A: “Where is the dagger?” MUSE B: “I’m sure you’d love to know.” MUSE A: “That is why I asked."
♛ 2.
MUSE A: “Why must you ask me to dance? I know you hate balls almost as much as you hate me.” MUSE B: “Anything to keep you in my arms.”
♛ 3.
MUSE A: “You’re stepping on my bloody shoe!” MUSE B: “You’re not giving me enough space.” MUSE A: “You know what they say; keep your friends close and you enemies closer.” Muse A grips Muse B tighter.
♛ 4.
MUSE A: “How cute. You’re hurting me.” Muse B smirks. MUSE A: “I hate you.” MUSE B: “Oh, come on darling. Hate is such a strong word.” MUSE A: “But it’s the right word.” MUSE B: “Ah, is that so? You say you hate me, but we both know you’d be nothing without me.” MUSE A: “Your stupid smile makes me want to jump off the nearest balcony!” MUSE B: “Oh, by all means be my guest.” Muse A steps on Muse B’s shoe on purpose. Muse B pulls them by the wrist, forcing them closer. MUSE B: “Fix your attitude before I fix it for you.” MUSE A: “Is that a threat?” MUSE B: “It’s a promise.”
♛ 5.
MUSE A: “You look decent tonight.” MUSE A: “Decent. I can’t say the same about you.” MUSE B: “That tongue is as sharp as ever, I see. Tell me,” Muse B smirks and turns Muse A in a graceful swoop. “How do you expect to ever find a man/woman who’ll marry you with an attitude like that?” MUSE A: “Is a man/woman all that defines a woman/man?” MUSE B: “No, not at all.” Muse B leans into Muse A’s neck to smell their neck, causing Muse A to shiver. Muse B then whispers. “But you do need someone to keep your temper in check, ____. Of course, I’d be happy to keep an eye on you myself.“ MUSE A: "Lean in any closer and my temper might jump out and force me to snap your neck."
♛ 6.
MUSE A: "I want to destroy you, darling.” MUSE B: “All you do is want, want, want. What’s the fun in that?” MUSE A: “I could need."
♛ 7.
MUSE A: "Dance with me.” MUSE B: “With you? Ha! Absolutely not.” MUSE A: “Oh? And why ever not?” MUSE B: “You know very well why. I despise you and everything you stand for.” MUSE A: “And yet, we’re still married, aren’t we, darling? Come on, dance with me. I know this is your favorite song.”
♛ 8.
MUSE A: “What are you staring at?” MUSE B: “Your face and how it disgusted it looks.” MUSE A: “It’s because I’m dancing with you.”
♛ 9.
MUSE A: "Don’t hold me close. You repel me.” MUSE B: “Oh darling,” Muse B lifts Muse A in their arms and slowly inches closer with a smirk on their face. Muse B then lowers them and whispers into Muse A’s ear. “Your world shall soon be set ablaze, and I shall waltz you into the flames myself.”
♛ 10.
MUSE A: “I suppose you know what I came here for.” MUSE B: “I figured you would ask.” MUSE A: “Is this what you wanted?” MUSE B: “No, I’m just finishing what you started.” MUSE A: “You look rather charming.” MUSE B: “I could tell you the same.” MUSE A: “I can’t wait to see your beautiful dead body lying on the floor.” MUSE B: “You don’t have to wait. Why not make a move now?” MUSE A: “Are you challenging me?” MUSE B: “I don’t know, you tell me. Am I?” MUSE A: “Oh I can bring you down.” MUSE B: “Not if I make my way to your heart first.”
♛ 11.
MUSE A: “Your’e dancing with the devil, did you know?” MUSE B: “I did know. I have danced alone my whole life.”
♛ 12.
MUSE A: “One more dance?” MUSE B: “One last dance.” MUSE A: “Ah. How fun to be a liar.” MUSE B: “I guess that makes two of us."
♛ 13.
MUSE A: “Why do you where clothes that try to convince me of your innocence?” MUSE B: “Why would I need to convince you? I am innocent.” MUSE A: “That gleam in your eye every time I touch you begs to differ, so does the blush that emits high on your exquisite cheekbones.” MUSE A: “Oh ____, you use such lavish vocabulary to hide how dull you truly are. A shame, really.” MUSE B: “Well, I guess not all of us are given such extensive education. How much exactly did they teach you in the slums?” MUSE A: “Enough to know boys/girls like you are all show and no action, all bark and no bite.” MUSE B: “Funny. I was taught something similar, except it was that I should enjoy watching a boy/girl be thrust into the heights of society, because it will be even more amusing watching him/her fall.”
♛ 14.
MUSE A: “Why are you so dressed up, darling? You hate dressing up. Especially for me.” Muse A lowers their gaze to Muse B’s bare collarbones. Muse B is hiding a boot knife. MUSE B: “So that I can look pretty when I’m in my coffin tonight.” MUSE A: “And why would you think that tonight will be your last?” MUSE B: “Because the dagger in your trousers is not very well hidden.” Muse A laughs and leans closer to Muse B, the tip of their nose brushing along Muse B’s jawline. MUSE A: “I’ll make sure that it’s a pretty coffin.”
♛ 15.
MUSE A: "Death is the mother of beauty.” MUSE B: “And what is beauty?” MUSE A: “Terror."

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cchilyoja·:
There were too many layers that stubbornly always got in the way, and he just wanted them gone. No matter how much he pulled her towards him, or how tightly their bodies were flush against each other, it never seemed to satisfy his endless need to be as close as possible. Jung-hoo moved his hands up her arms and when he reached her shoulders, pushed her jacket off, letting it fall onto the ground. The shirt that was tucked into her pants, was not being pulled out, fingers seeking out skin, because it was never enough.
He pulled away only slightly so that he could trail kisses down her jaw, taking his time to nip and kiss up to her air, his hands now holding onto her waist, moving hungrily up her back, always pushing their bodies together, as if there was any more space, that they had somehow overlooked that needed to be vanquished.
“I’ve missed you. ”
He had reached her collarbone, still attacking her skin with his lips, managing somehow to speak, feeling like speaking was a waste of time, they’d be too far away if he’d pull away to talk. With arms around her, and his lips back on hers, Jung-hoo had lifted her up, moving them now towards the closest surface which was the couch in the living room. “I’m not letting you go. ” The simple sentence had so many meanings, and he was sure she understood all of them. Gently he laid her down, him following instantly, limbs intertwined, the only sound heard in the apartment were their breaths and possibly his heart that seemed to beat far too loud.
Breath expels as his hands grazed through her skin, dropped every layer one by one along with her fingers moving from his neck down towards the hem of his shirt, digging into his toned, bare skin. To her, it felt like a lifetime of not seeing each other, built enough frustration and even possessiveness as they proceed with the inches already destructed. There was a hint of a smile passed across her features when he began his trail of kisses, reveling to his touch as she tilted her neck for more.
“I know...”
She breathe into his ear, quickly ending any conversation that could disrupt what sweet pleasure they had, enough said evidently on how their bodies reacted. In that moment, her arms chained to his shoulder with her legs wrapped around his waist knowing she was needy enough to keep going.
Gently as they moved towards the couch, she released a few giggles, excitement building in her stomach. When final words were said, she nods as she understood every word, shutting her eyes as she let him take the lead, leaving breaths hitched with the warmth they craved, skin against skin.
legcndreportr said: UNF
Send “UNF” to pin my muse against the wall with DESIRE
It had been one of those weeks where he had hardly been able to see her or spend any time with her. Nothing unusual, seeing as both of them could get busy enough not to go home or sleep at random places, managing to steal a few hours of rest in-between the usual and regular havoc of their professions. Jung-hoo loved what she did, because it made her happy, and her being happy was always his number one priority. But he'd miss, he was always missing her, somehow afraid that letting her out of his sight would make her disappear.
But finally, after the past week of barely managing to eat together, she was coming over, staying over. He had lifted and then put the same pillow on the couch, and then stood looking at it like it had wronged him in some way. He heard the door before he even saw her, almost running towards her.
As soon as he had in sight, Jung-hoo had pulled the bag off her shoulder, dropping it down in the hallway before his hands found her face, and his lips found hers. In the next second she was pushed against the wall, their bodies flush against each other. Hands hugrily trying to remember the shape of her wast before he wrapped his arms around her, unwilling to part.
They had been parted for quite some time due to the nature of their work, little time to mess around, not that she ever complained through her conditions. She had been living the dream job, inspired and elated everyday, and he had always been faithful to his own, even how much it scared her just by knowing how dangerous it could be for him, wishing him safe.
When it came to a compromise of their schedules, she would sleep in onto their favourite hideout, missing him terribly enough to give all her time to him. Just the quaint and simple things they could do, staying in, wrapped with each other.
Door shuts behind her, looking for his face in their spacious flat, she says, “I’m home.” Before she could even speak another word, her lips had been caught through a kiss, pinned against the wall as he hungrily did, surprised by the amount of neediness. In fact, she felt the same way in a long time. They were in no need of words to say how much they’ve longed each other. In the same manner, she parted her lips for more, thrown her arms around his shoulders, fingers getting lost in his hair. She arched her spine as his hands rummage through her waist, stubbornly never wanting to let go.
cchilyoja·:
& continuing with @legcndreportr
“ That’s not fair, you kissed me as a manipulation tactic. An enjoyable one, but still, it’s manipulative. Why did you do it?” There was a slight whiny, needy way in which he spoke, as she was the only person that could make him talk like that.
She giggles at his sight, the whiny and needy way that he is made her smile brightly. “ It’s because I can, oppa.” The feather like touches as her fingers stroke his facial features made her like a fool she is, in-love. “Should I stop? I mean if you insist...” She joked.
LET ME ASSIGN YOU A LOVE LANGUAGE .
a story that ends in blood
The world has always been unkind, and when you have turned to yourself for comfort you have come face to face with an empty pit which seems to be laughing. You don’t care if it kills you but once you find someone whom you love and who loves you back, you will make sure nothing happens to them. They are yours. You will make a tear in this world and create a new place for you and your love if it comes to that. Because it has always been about love, and it is how it always ends.
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cchilyoja·:
“ You did that on purpose. Didn’t you ? ”
“Why... Can’t I kiss my boyfriend?”

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SEO JUNG HOO & CHAE YOUNG SHIN
“ It’s the world’s only hand that lets you know ‘everything will be okay. ”
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legcndreportr said: “You were in the darkness, too.”
: plucked from this MEME. - still accepting.
There was a long list of things that he always ignored. It was easier that way, or so he told himself. All those memories of abandonment, loneliness and cold were too much. Usually, when a random thought would wiggle its way into the crowded chaos of consciousness, his body would react instantly with a shudder. Physically having to move, walking to a different room or place in the apartment as if that would also distance himself from not thinking about all the things that he just had to push aside.
Sometimes it would be days, if lucky, there would be weeks where he wouldn’t once have to actively try to not think about something or remember. Usually when he would lull himself into some kind of blissful state of denial, that the wheel would turn, and everything would start up again. In the worst moments, he would pity himself, but if anything that was rare. Mostly, there was just anger there, brewing under the surface, surfacing in small moments of rage that he would chalk up to just normal annoyances.
“ We both were, for a long time. Because we didn’t have each other, but that’s not the case anymore. You have me, always. And we’ll keep each other out of the dark, or if we’re in the dark, at least we’re there together. ”
His words had brought familiarity through the early years she spent, lost and unwanted to passersby, disgusted and frowned upon by others, even dangerously mistreated by strangers. It was awfully an unforgettable feeling that had traumatised her, enough to have sleepless nights or those panic spells that were incurable still. Without an individual she could rely on, she would have stayed adrift to the ocean of unknown with no present she could cherish, past she could look back, or a future she could foresee ahead.
After meeting him, she never thought a person could be home itself. Never thought a soul could love the existence of the other. The dark has cease to exist after they had found each other in comfort, in mutuality of how their worlds collided and how intimate they have become. Although even how devastating her history was, it wasn’t so bad after knowing they had little, fond memories they share.
Her eyes lit up to him from the sincerity of his voice, looking at him lovingly. “ And you with I too. I’ll always be there for all those moments, everything that has been keeping away from my baby. You know that. ” Arms longing for his embrace, with fingers reaching for his features; tracing his handsome and sharp bone structure,
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so here is me, coming back.
SEO JUNG HOO & CHAE YOUNG SHIN
“ It’s the world’s only hand that lets you know ‘everything will be okay. ”
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