담력

         “ Not because she wasn’t scared but because

                         she went on so   strongly  .  ”                    atticus

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.

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.

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. 

                   SEO JUNG HOO  &  CHAE YOUNG SHIN

     “ It’s the world’s only hand that lets you know ‘everything will be okay. ”

: 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. 

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.