#ccxtaeyong

[ tw: death, depression ? ]

all she hears is screaming. maybe it’s in her head or maybe it’s in her throat or maybe it’s in her heart; maybe she doesn’t know what’s real anymore. everything feels like suffocating. it’s a haze and all she sees is red and betrayal and grief and her parents dying behind her eyelids again. too late. always too late. life is always slipping through her fingers again. she is always holding the knife even when she isn’t. even when jongin is holding the knife, it’s still hers to carry. it’s still her blood and her burden and how dare he. how could he do this to her? how could he leave her here with this?

and it’s still her that has to end it. it’s kana’s whip that finally rips out the remainder of taeyong’s heart after what feels like hours. she wants so badly to surrender and let his familiar consume her; she’s wanted to from the moment she saw jongin’s spear through his chest but she can’t let anyone else do this. they are all traitors and she can’t stand it-- can’t allow taeyong’s last moments to be spent looking into the face of someone that claimed to love him while being willing to sacrifice his life for nothing.

in the end kana is the last one standing by taeyong’s side as always; even ken’s loyalty isn’t enough to save him. maybe it’s his downfall. maybe kana is only here because she has a soul the universe refuses to take down with everyone she’s ever loved. (why is she still here? why, why, why?)

maybe this is what she deserves for always wanting this: someone, anyone to notice she’s been here all along. she didn’t want it like this. she doesn’t.

the sobs won’t stop. she can’t breathe; her chest feels like splitting open, but when she sees taeyong’s body emerge from his monster’s defeat, her vision only blurs more. she can’t see anything. two minutes isn’t enough. her heart is so heavy with i’ll never see him again. it’s over.

“taeyong,” she cries. “it’s me.” did you see me? did you know i was here? but she doesn’t have a right to wonder because she was too late to save him. (she’s always too late.)

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Pulling her black Katana out of the corpse of a slain monster with a grunt Liv searched her immediate surroundings with her golden eyes for another threat. Panting heavily she got aware of how a trail of sweat -and probably also some blood- was making its way down her back. This so-called easy training fight their higher ups had sent them too turned out to be way harder than planned. They were supposed to fight low level monsters only, but naturally things hadn’t worked out as planned.

Swinging her Katana to deflect a piece of flying debris which was headed her way, the ex-special class hero winced in pain at the lifted arm movement she had to make. Telling herself to get her act together, because this wasn’t the time nor place to worry about the slash in her right upper arm, Liv dropped said arm back down and willed herself to run forward. The cut in her arm wasn’t so bad, it only stung like a bitch when she had to lift her arm up. But with the way she fought she sadly enough had to lift up her arm quite a lot. Luckily for her she also had learned how to wield her Katana with her left hand. Her swings nor cuts were as powerful when she dealt them from the left, but it was better than nothing. Ten minutes into their fight a giant monster with an even higher power level had shown up. The Rookies had scattered and Liv had tried her best to save as many as possible and guide them to safety. That’s where she got the cut in her arm from.

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when it comes to friendship, leon is pretty terrible at it. you give what you get, so they say anyway, and he doesn't give that much at all -- keeping up with the pleasantries, affection, whatever that most people demand of "friends", is too much effort. most people choose to avoid hanging out with leon for that reason. and, for the most part, he thinks good riddance.

but there are a few who don't really care all that much about leon's attitude one way or another, and taeyong is one; maybe it's partially because he's kana’s friend, but he doesn’t find taeyong nearly as irritating as the other rookie heroes. with him, leon doesn't have to put up as much of a front ( though his guard is never completely down, it never is ) and for a man who has to deal with the annoying nightshade members nearly every day, it’s refreshing, almost, to not have to waste extra energy on being an asshole.

maybe they aren't exactly friends yet (leon doesn't really know how to categorize those these days) but at the very least, he doesn't mind having him around.

so when taeyong mentioned offhandedly during practise that he's never really had alcohol before, leon didn't hesitate when he offered to take him out. he spent most friday nights there, anyway, and maybe it would be nice to bring a friend this time; and honestly, he thinks taeyong could probably use a night out; leon isn't the most perceptive person on earth, but he can tell when someone's been through some shit.

he was actually a little surprised that taeyong agreed -- but pleasantly so. ( he didn't realize how badly he wanted to actually hang out with someone. )

"well, here it is," leon announces as they leave his parked car, gesturing proudlu at the bright red sign hanging a little precariously over the entrance of the fairly seedy-looking bar, the sound of laughter, glasses clinking and muted rock music coming out from somewhere inside. "home sweet home."

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It was a warm day, just a touch of too sunny but it’s not like Aelius was complaining. The same couldn’t be said for the students though; since morning, the children whined and wailed for him to let them stay inside. It’s too hot they exclaimed. We want to be inside with the air-con!

But Aelius is nothing short of persistent. With promises of an extra ten minutes for nap time, he wrangled the little tigers out to the kindergarten’s outdoor playground. Grumbles were replaced with frenzied giggles and Aelius patted himself on the back, a job well done. He smiled to himself as he watched the kids run around the soft turf, making sure there weren’t any accidents or scrapes. Thankfully, the children were brought back into their classroom with minimal grumbling, bless their energy, and every tot knocked out the second their heads hit the mats. The head teacher switched places for his lunch break and Aelius found himself walking to the small park a few blocks from the kindergarten, his lunch bag in hand.

The cicadas were humming their summer tune, the height of summer, and Aelius stopped to breathe. He looked up and smiled at the greens and blues swimming in his vision, the sun heightening his senses more than usual. And, maybe, that’s what it was. His heightened senses, his timing, fate. Whatever it was, it caused a basketball to gently roll against Aeliu’s ankle, the sound of jogging footsteps interrupting the cicadas’ song. He bent down to grab the ball with every intention of returning it but the second he locked eyes with the stranger, a boy, really, his eyes widened.

{ I'm fine

Kill — I’ll write a angst drabble of my character violently killing yours. 

he wasn’t sure what’s led up to this point, but if there were an opportunity to turn back time to prevent this from happening, he wouldn’t take it. he figured that eventually he would come to face to face with death. whether it’d be from becoming a familiar or getting rid of his life (finally), he knew that he would eventually die at a younger age by unnatural causes.

but out of all of the people in the world, he didn’t expect to be killed by lee taeyong.

( tw: blood, death, angst, etc. ) 

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As the two hid in an alleyway whoever passed by probably thought they were up to no good and, well, maybe they truly weren’t, but Jisoo would do almost anything for a good discount. The plan sounded easy in theory, but as they still stood outside the store the thing was already starting to crumble. Why she had chosen Taeyong out of so many people continued a mystery, but they were already there and it was too late to go back. It wasn’t like the girl was one to easily give up, either.

The couple discounts were obvious to anyone who passed by the store and Jisoo was there to save some good money. The two weren’t dating, of course, so the grand plan was to simply pretend. As a dancer the girl knew the basic of acting, but there was no way she could be sure about the other. Before heading inside she pushed him towards a nearby alley and just stared at him for a bit, both wanting to scare him and to make sure he was ready for any questions people could make.

"you're also full of it."

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"what he said"

“ooh. wow. how shocking. the fact that i am full of shit is so new. what’s next? hot chocolate is hot? ice is cold? the both of you are assholes who won’t leave me the fuck alone?”