#bledwaves

Azrail had been striding on mortal lands for days now, his steps hidden by the black clouds that usually surrounded him; making him silent, invisible, and untouchable. Not a pleasurable walk, you see, as he was sniffing around to try and comprehend what exactly was unfit for this place or the dynamics of the life contained in it. He knew something to be wrong. He could feel it. He could even scent them: the spirits that weren't supposed to be around. An abnormal amount of them; or maybe not great in amount? But density? In the energy and essence that they held? At first, he had even assumed they were actually some of the dead he took care of— playing runaways, sneaking out from the Underworld. But such a thing was nearly impossible, it would require an insane amount of energy, some absurdly powerful being, to break between the Realms— and none of those souls could wield such a feat. It couldn't be. It couldn't be. Besides— the essence these invaders seemed to carry wasn't the same as the ones he already knew. He sighed. If he needed to nail this down, he needed proper help.

omg djknfskad the amount of fuckery those two can generate just by standing next to each other!

lol that poor ant is literally gonna sit on the seadoo and probably clean its little antennas wondering where the rest of its colony is at and why the hell its doing on a seadoo. both of them are gonna sit there and try to coax the ant to do something, while roxy deep down knowing this experiment won't work. so she gently blows the ant on its tiny seadoo across the water to make tai feel better about this failed experiment.

TAIYANG THEY NEED THUMBS TO OPERATE A SEADOO PLS

  The  dulcet  clink  of  her  jhumkas  accompanied  every  skip  in  her  step.  The  sound  drowned  the  click  of  her  heels  as  she  leapt  from  one  tile  to  another.  It  was  for  the  game  she  was  engaged  in  by  herself,  unable  to  sit  still  too  long.

  The  black  tiles  were  the  safe  zones  and  the  white  tiles  were  lava.  According  to the  rules,  she  could  only  leap  two  at  a  time  and  then  shift  to  a  parallel  direction.  

  Amira’s  big,  doe-like  eyes  illustrated  remarkable,  uncharacteristic  solemnity  as  they  pursued  the  patterns.  Yet,  she  was  babbling  sheer  nonsense  again.  What  was  so  different  from  the  usual  ?

  “  I  was  seven  at  the  time,  you  know  ? ”   that  girlish  voice  was  all  chirps  as  she  vaulted  to  the  right,  the  fiery  red  cascade  of  her  hair  bouncing  with  each  step.   “  I  mean,  the  lack  of  imagination  of  it  all  was  unfathomable,  mortifying  even.  If  dragons  can  breathe  fire,  they  can  also  shoot  laser  beams  what  the  fuck  do  they  mean  ?  I  looked  at  this  child    —      this  second  coming  of  the  devil  and  I  said  oh  so  earnestly,  ‘  Zara,  if  you’re  going  to  be  such  a  bitch,  give  me  back  my  Barbie.  ’

  Long  story  short,  I  think  she  ratted  me  out  to  the  parents  that  I  was  the  one  ignoring  nap  time  rules.  So,  maybe  I  was  right   —    ”    her  step  faltered  and  she  let  out  a  muffled,  shrill  shriek  until  it  seemed  as  if  the  wind  around  her  cradled  her,  stopping  her  mid-fall.

  Amira’s  big  brown  eyes  waltzed  toward  Taiyang,  sheepish, almost  guilty  as  the  emotion  travelled  to  her  radiant  toothy  grin.  “  I’m  sorry,  Yangie,  ”    her  voice  was  small,   hoping  he  wouldn’t  notice  that  plain  blunder.      

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hello winter bc you have enabled me i will be talking about smut here for a hot second JFKLSDJF okay so i find really weird when characters are referred to as 'doms' or 'subs' like in noun form bc i like to think?? there's more than one way of showing these categories of behaviors BUT also i think it's rather reductive to say a. ‘this is all my muse is- a role in sex’ and b. ‘this is the sexual/emotional role my muse takes on in ALL OF THEIR RELATIONSHIPS’ because?? i would think?? that people are different versions of themselves around different people? like of course the core attributes are hopefully the same, but they’re not going to behave exactly the same way in say multiple ships. otherwise that would be just mean you have the same kind of ships for your character...

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“No, I didn’t eat a lemon. This is just my face.” 

Not the first time he’s received questions like these, either; the ones that subtly prod at his lack of joyfulness when addressing...well, most things. Not that he can’t smile --- Hyuk just doesn’t see the need to hurt his cheeks in vain. 

“What does that have to do with what I just asked? Is changing my face going to help the turtle I just brought?” 

Speaking with a strong tone is usual to him; hand letting go of plastic box’s handle when putting container on the counter. He found a small sea turtle wandering where it shouldn’t be; noticing that one of its flippers is injured. Hyuk didn’t know what to do, a complete inexpert with these things, hence why he decided to pick up the turtle and visit this rescue center, in hopes they could do something about it. 

“Can I leave it here or not?” 

  “ so how bad is it ? like a quarter-bad ? ”  tai doesn't take the statement seriously at first; thinking it only as half-hearted small talk, and casually treating it as such . . . but, this is inwoo he's talking about; and why would the fault-finding seo inwoo ( half ) compliment some thing, if he has no reason to ? and so, tai finally looks up from his task, of rationing food to koi fish ( who fought for bites like they were starving street dogs — despite being meticulously cared for & fed the maximum of what is healthy for them, and no less. )

  “. . . you want a job here? i could get you one. it's easy, and we almost never do real work around here anyway; it's like a free space for your resume. ”  'free space', in bingo terms. but pretty free in terms of expectation, too; for example, xing usually plops herself down at the front desk, greets people in her chirpy voice, then goes back to scrolling on her phone when they're gone, waiting until she gets called off to do something more exciting. not a single manicured finger lifted to do any of the real work around the rescue. ( it's not her fault; some people just weren't made for the mundane reality of non-nepotistic employment... or the smell of fish. ) and that's not even SPEAKING of the havoc that mazu's demon friends sometimes wreak in these blue-lit halls. and tai is probably the reason they're being audited for tax evasion, SO;  “— you definitely couldn't be the worst employee this place has, ”  he shrugs. “ in fact, keep up that attitude and you'll be employee of the month in no time! ”

Inwoo reached once again towards the aquatic plants, listening to the quiet chitter they had gossiping about the fishes and creatures that took refuge amongst them. “Hah,” he scoffed, humorless at Tai’s ribbing, before raising a brow at his offer, “I wouldn’t want to impose. I doubt that an upstanding marine rescue center would need someone like me to help them with mere gardening. Surely you have better needs for my expertise, like setting up a surveillance system. Visitors would fall over themselves viewing fishes up close with a camera installed on a drone they could drive on a premade track to take photographs, that might be infinitely more appealing than just tending to the plant life here.”