#incarnos

⌠ mutually assured destruction ⌡  any situation or course of action which ensures the total eradication of all parties involved;  an ode to the monster i am.

► ( + kjungsj  ) 01. bloodsport, raleigh ritchie. // 02. fourth of july, fall out boy. 

► ( + aiiaska ) 03. angel 2 me, mckay & jeff bernat. // 04. honey bee, zee avi.

► ( + requism ) 05. crazy in love (remix), beyoncé // 06. i wanna be yours (slowed), arctic monkeys.

► ( + incarnos ) 07. everybody wants to rule the world, lorde. // 08. $ting, the neighborhood. 

► ( + apostello ) 09. ballad of mona lisa, panic! at the disco. // 10. time is running out, muse.

► ( + chiwendi ) 11. mistakes like this, prelow. // 12. bff, mike jay.

► ( + chrstxan ) 13. thanks for the memories, fall out boy. // 14. i don’t want to be in love (dance floor anthem), good charlotte. 

hands clasped on his lap, shin watches in amusement as the woman struggles to reach for the plastic floating atop the water. if he didn’t know better, he would have passed her off as a disgruntled cleaner. but he has a brother who gapes and gushes about butterflies; he never really understood the empathy or even fascination for animals. not unless they were beneath his scalpel, ready to be mounted.

he merely offers a sympathetic smile at her words, unsure of how to respond to someone this agitated about fish. but who knows, maybe a fish somehow once saved her entire family and left her desperately in debt to their favor.

after glancing around, he picks up a small branch by the bench and hands it to her, “here, this will help.”

In reality, she didn’t really have much with fish, she just considered them equal to any other animal, like cats and dogs. Most people would make a fuss once a cat or dog would get into a dangerous situation but this was just as important despite there being just fish, it would be sad if they’d accidently eat pieces of plastic or would get stuck in the trash. 

A branch appeared in the corner of her eyes and she takes it, looking over to the male with a thankful smile, at least he was kind enough to try and help out rather than laughing at her like some of the people that were watching from afar probably thinking she was crazy. 

☁  five times my muse has thought about yours, and the one time they do something about it.

i.

it’s right after their first encounter at the self help centre. anger pumps through his veins steadily, and there’s a tick in his neck that he can’t seem to will away. fingers dig into the already swollen flesh of his palm, threatening to break skin and draw blood. he’s pissed, to say the least, with the failure of his plan, one that could potentially ruin everything that he had been working up to, that could potentially ruin him. it’s warped, but he manages to convince himself that it’s not fear that he’s feeling, but irritation. but his erratic heartbeat betrays the feral look in his eyes. he tears his gaze away from the mirror that’s now shattered, ignoring the blood that’s started to gather and dribble down his knuckles. there’s a certain intrigue that he associates with the director but he pushes the thought away as soon as it surfaces, the cogs in his head working at overtime to try to salvage the situation. it takes awhile— far longer than it should— but he thinks he has shin down to a wire. the laugh that leaves his lips, although short, is manic. there’s no reason as to why he’s trying to figure shin out, but he’s too far gone at this point to stop.

✖ strange sentence starters: accepting

knock knock.knock knock.knock knock.

when his wrist hurt he switched hands.

knock knock.knock knock.knock knock.

“How many times are you going to do that, exactly?”

“As many times as it takes to get your ass out the office.” the reply was instantaneous. 

it was a rhythmic beat, the knocks; a very carefully designed torture. jae crafted his attacks only in the deepest of considerations of shin like the good brother that he was, so he took the utmost care and patience in carrying them out as well.

knock knock.knock knock. 

he shifted where he was leaning on the open office door, gaze fixated on shin’s still-working figure. it was stuffy, the office. everything about the building was, once you had been here long enough. (so much, for a help centre). jae sighed, blowing air up to lift off his bangs. 

“shin, i’m bored.”

knock knock.knock knock.

“i just want to get out of here, come with me. if i have to see another patient, i’ll explode, i really will.”

knock knock.knock knock.

let the thin fabric flutter in the air, then spread it down on the king-sized bed; not unlike how he spread his legs on the same spot last night with his bruised ass tilted up in the air. tuck the sheet into the corners one by one, and smooth the surface with the run of a hand. the innocent white, spotless, replaces the foul stains like fresh anew. fold back the comforter, exactly six inches from the bed head, shin is a perfectionist. fresh pillow covers, smooth them out, fluff with a soft pat and place rested against the bedhead; nothing shows that he had screamed obscene moans and cried filthy tears into them a dawn ago. the bed looks beautifully virgin, made-up and masked to hide the secrets it has seen.

…what a shame. jae likes a good mess; but he’s stuck a personal maid so there’s no helping it. next is cooking; shin will be home soon, seems there’s only pasta left. take out the package, boil the water, prepare the sauce. the movements flow automatically, though not at all voluntary. he hates cooking as much as he hates cleaning. how easy would his life be if shin just didn’t exist…

…jae smiles to himself. it’s an hour until the bell rings. the man is back home, finally! hang his coat, seat him, serve his food. jae sits at the table opposite him, hands locked under his chin and eager eyes focused on his brother’s lips. he’s sliding to the edge of his seat as the boy picks up his chopsticks. will he notice? ah, his heart is fluttering!! jae’s smiling, but it’s delirious.

shin brings the bite up to his mouth, he’s going to eat it, so close, so close, come on…! he opens his mouth. bite it! he stops.

he noticed. (this dish has an unusual smell.)

the new ingredient. special ingredient, just for shin. not lethal. probably. definitely enough for a few weeks miserable in bed, burning with fever, kicking blankets, coughing up his charcoal black lungs and writhing in unbearable pain. maybe he’ll end up in the er? ah, too good, too good!

he’s looking at jae and turning his hand towards him, try it jae, have the first bite. jae blinks at his poisoned creation, then at his poisoned creator.

he grins. it’s not mirrored. he breaks into a giggle now.

“oops~!”

shit-chan:

your muse’s name in juwon’s phone: n/a, doesn’t have his number saved

your muse’s picture in juwon’s phone: n/a

your muse’s ringtone in juwon’s phone: the default ringtone

juwon’s last text to your muse: [SMS] Who is this again?

snakeboy:

your muse’s name in juwon’s phone: 20k

your muse’s picture in juwon’s phone: [ ! ]

your muse’s ringtone in juwon’s phone: the default ringtone

send me a ⚡️ and I’ll fill out for you/your muse:

my first impression of your muse:

Holy shit this OC is fucking cool, but also super intimidating but fuck I wanna plot.

my favorite thing about your muse:

The entire backstory and hughgu how detailed everything is. !! DARK MUSES !! how Shin knows that he’s just manipulating other people and feeding his ego at the same time idek that just intrigues me the whole muse fascinates me.

would I ever consider shipping our muses:

Probably not? Unless Shin can fuck Aiden up enough to get him to submit (because although Aiden is really quiet and reserved he will not hesitate to kick your ass). In the other way, although Aiden would be able to play Shin’s game by manipulating him too, I’m still pretty sure that Shin would still want nothing to do with him relationship wise. Maybe fuck buddies? Oop.

a plot I’d like to see between our muses: 

Aiden stumbling upon the NSO and getting really curious– which results in him stopping by Gwanak-gu Self Help Center in order to learn more. But soon he learns how fucked up everything is, and attempts to infiltrate the system and break Shin? Maybe something like that, but again, I doubt Aiden is better than manipulation than Shin.

an AU I think would be interesting for our muses: