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one liner for @fyrgebraec
“ I’m not jealous. “ He crosses his arms. “Clearly not. That man is a disgrace.”
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a closed starter for @fyrgebraec ( ft . miles oh , inspired by the fact that i have successfully creeped myself out by reading about serial killers late at night )
“ okay but like , who thought it was a good idea to leave me to my own devices ? “ miles asked , letting himself into the other’s room and immediately invading the other’s space , grabbing both of jinwoo’s arms and resting them over his shoulders . “ i decided to start reading up on lee choon-jae , who is basically a south korean zodiac killer except he actually got caught . “ he said . “ well , actually he turned himself in back in 2019 when they booked another guy for the murders . seriously babe , this guy just came in and was pretty much like ‘ hey , you got the wrong guy i did that . oh , i also killed four other people . kind of thought yous would’ve caught me a long time ago . ‘ and this stuff doesn’t normally wig me out because i like to keep to my american serial killers because there’s a ton of them and they’re not in my country , but i’d figured i’d hit a little closer to home and now i just have regrets . “ he laughed , wrapping his own arms around the other’s waist . “ let me sleep in here tonight . keep me safe from the crazies . “
private starter for @fyrgebraec .
the fact that somehow the world made it possible for taeyang to not only be able to spend the evening with his fiancé ( it was still so weird to be calling reese his fiancé . but a good kind of weird , ) but spend the entire day working on making a nice dinner and bake a cake for him , is nothing short but a miracle . a dream come true . truly , he’s about five seconds from pinching himself to make sure that he wasn’t asleep . instead he’s playing with the other’s fingers while curled up with reese on his bed , twisting the ring around his finger idly . “ i hope you had a good birthday today . “ he said softly , bringing reese’s hand up to kiss the pads of his fingertips . “ and i’m really happy that i was able to actually spend it with you . the gods , or whoever is running this show , must really like us . “ he smiled .
closed starter for @fyrgebraec || * throws confetti * let’s suffer together .
kangdae stared at the cake he currently has carefully perched on the top of his knees , being held steady with his hands . “ how ominous . “ he chuckled lightly , watching the small plumes of smoke come up from freshly blown out candles . “ the last time i spent my birthday outside of a hospital was when i was eighteen . “ he said as he carefully picked it up and set it on the coffee table in front of him . “ wonder what that could mean . “
"You belong to me." from Jaeseung
brows raise as seonghwa twisted to look at the other , the string of the hoodie he was absently chewing on dropping from his mind . “ yes ? “ he said , confusion in his response as he reached out and pulled the other in between his legs by his waist . “ i’m yours , of course . “ he said looking up at him . “ did something happen to make you feel like i wasn’t ? “ he asked concernedly .
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"You belong to me." from Jinwoo
" aww , baby . “ miles cooed , cupping the other male’s face between his hands and squishing his cheeks together . “ of course i do . you and you only . “ he smiled , kissing the tip of jinwoo’s nose before pressing another kiss to his lips . “ why are we getting all possessive ? what’s making you feel threatened ? “ he asked .
Snapturday and Faeday?
-glances at my lair- I really need more of them
Fyrgebraec|Zillah
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Cappuccina|Guinevere
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send a heart for a kiss. accepting ; @fyrgebraec
Between the seasons, he found her, in a distant memory. His name, each time a different one on her tongue. She mesmerizes him. She bewitchs him. In her endless charm, she entraps him and will do so forever. And after many centuries, many lifetimes, she has found him again, like a ghost haunting him.
There is a smell of alcohol in his breath. Like a lifeless mannequin that can’t stand on its own, he is propped against a wall. His fingers dig deep into her arms as if she is the only solid thing in a dizzy, swaying world. Only now he realises that the droning music of the club he has just been in is gone, and that he can’t remember how or when he left, or when she found him. The music is over. And in his clouded, intoxicated mind, a coherent thought forms: for the music to be over so soon, for the music to be over just when it has begun, that is truly sad. What an awful fate.
Something is moved in him, but he can’t tell what. It is a quiet sensation that all elements of his body are being wrung out, and accumulate in the area where his heart is. In reaction, or perhaps instinctively, his hand clenches to his chest.
“Tell me”, his voice is a thunder in the quiet night air. “Why is it ---” He stops and looks at her, the ever ethereal being. And he wonders that maybe in a past life she was a princess. “Why is it that whenever I look at you, my heart hurts so much?”
It makes no sense. It has never made sense. And doesn’t seem like a mere fabrication of his mind that - in its drunken state - already inclines towards the melancholy.
“I have this dream”, he continues, their dark eyes darting light into each other. “I kiss you in that dream. I ---- I’m not trying to be rude ---- I’m not me in that dream. But we kiss. That’s all.”
Unable to comprehend the obvious, Rohan breathes in the crisp night air and looks at her for a while. Their rhythmic breathing is all that fills the silence between them. And drawn by the image of his dreams, he leans towards her. At first slowly, and unsure, and then when he finds no objection from her, he kisses her, softly, and with a swift graduation of intensity.
He is thankful that she has found him. And whenever fate shall tear them apart, he prays, that she always finds him. Because the music was over before it began.
