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auratold​:

When he leans his head against her while typing she founds comfort in her touch. They aren’t completely safe yet, there isn’t a doubt in her mind that there are believers looking for them, but they are safer than they have been. He’s free of the elixir and it’s effects, and she is free of the threat of Rika drugging her with it as well. It’s a sense of relief she can’t put into words. Together they will reach the RFA, and with them by their sides as well they will find Saeyoung. After all, they have made it this far.

Mi-Cha watches as he loads up the other program, explaining what he is doing to her. While the coding and programing goes over her head, it’s enjoyable to watch him work. “It’s just cups of instant Ramen I found, but I’ll never turn down the opportunity to spend time with you.” Reluctantly she stands back up straight, her hand leaving his. “Come on,” She starts, take a step towards the kitchen before extending her hand out to him once more. “Let’s get some food, I know neither of us have had much to eat for a bit.”

He feels so comforted and yet still so on edge, as she backs off from him for a split second he feels a sense of dread. The anxiety of being apart from her pains him, even despite where his focus is now their struggles still loom over them like dark clouds. His mind didn’t have the chance to be lost in this feeling however, before Mi-Cha spoke up once more and extended a hand to him. He takes it and moves to stand up, giving her hand a small squeeze as his mind grounded itself to the best of its ability once more.

“At least in a way...” He speaks as they wander over to the pantry, “when this is over, this will be more like just a small snapshot of what it will be like on a more average day, don’t you think?”

An ordinary sort of day. He could hardly imagine it, his form of this had never been a perfect picture after all. Something he’d felt was left in ‘distractions’ in the outside world. But as they reach for something as mundane as ramen cups, he can see it more clearly, he can picture himself in the frame with her. Hopefully such an image wouldn’t be fantasy forever.

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texting starters send a symbol for…

🌻 a worried text.

🐰 a goofy text.

🦋 a loving text.  

🧦 a half-asleep text.

🌳 a happy text.

🍎 an apologetic text.

⚠️ a text meant for someone else.

🕰️ an early morning text.

💫 a late night text.

🗑️ a text that wasn’t sent.

💡 a scared text.

💀 an urgent text.

🥇 a supportive text.

🔪 a hateful text. 

🌊 a sad text.

⚡ an angry text. 

🚀 a goodbye text.

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muse feelings & indicators ➢ Saeran

Bold for usually, italics for sometimes.

happiness.   being unable to stop smiling. laughter. bear hugs. happy tears. waving arms around. dancing. contently sighing. eyes twinkling. laughter lines. childlike playfulness. skipping. talking more. affection. cracking more jokes than usual. gesturing more when talking. higher pitched voice. squealing. jumping around. clapping.

sadness.   tearing up. self-hugging. one-arm cross. an aching chest. scratchy throat. a runny nose. turning away. deep breaths. quivery smiles. crying. infantile sobbing. hands gripping each other or an object. covering mouth. puffy eyes. eyes appear red. voice breaking. a distant or empty stare. monotone voice. asking for comfort. faking a smile. crumbling. shaking. whimpering. abusing an unhealthy habit. withdrawing from others. big teary eyes. doing something even if it could hurt them.

anger.   furrowed brows. baring teeth. passive-aggressive comments. avoiding eye contact. sarcasm. headache. sore muscles. hiding clenched fists. irritability. jumping to conclusions. raising voice. going silent. demanding immediate action. keeping it all in until exploding. body tensing. making risky decisions. middle finger.

fear.   wanting to flee or hide. what-ifs. images of what-could-be flashing in mind. uncontrollable trembling. rapid breathing. screaming. a skewed sense of time. irritability. keeping silent. denying fear. turning away from the cause. pretending to be brave. nail-biting. lip-biting. scratching skin. a joking tone but a voice that cracks. fainting. insomnia. panic attacks. exhaustion. substance abuse. tics. rushing adrenaline. face draining of colour. hair lifting on the back of the neck. feeling rooted to the spot. making body as small as possible. staring but not seeing. crying. a shrill voice. whispering. gripping something or someone. stuttering. flinching at noises. pleading.

exhaustion.   constantly yawning. slurring words together. dark circles or lines under eyes. mood swings. hallucinations. calling people by the wrong name. dizziness. denying they’re tired. slow blinking. trouble concentrating. stumbling. leaning on a doorframe for support. sluggish movements. falling asleep someplace that isn’t a bed. becoming irritated by the smallest things. “i’m awake, i’m fine”. shaking so bad they spill their drink. fall asleep in their clothes. lay their head on the table because they’re so tired. passing out.

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“How did I break a bullet proof glass window on the 14th floor of a building? Easy. I’m the savior’s specialist boy.”

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Sorry for bleeding everywhere Its because Im gods specialest boy

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auratold​:

She takes a moment to let herself enjoy this, to memorize this moment of peace amidst the chaos that surrounded them. Just a day ago fear for his safety had filled her, gripping at her heart. But now Magenta lay behind them, and even if a new crisis had surrounded them, Mi-Cha felt hopeful. Saeran was out of Mint Eye, they were both back in contact with the RFA. Saeyoung’s fate may be unknown, but he had faith that with Saeran and the RFA together, they would find him.

Mc lets herself lean closer to him, a chin coming to rest upon his shoulder. As much as she wants to stay like this, to simply enjoy his touch, she knows how crucial his work is. The intelligence unit had wasted no time in sending the necessary information regarding Saeyoung’s kidnapping after she and Saeran had ended their video call with Jumin and Jaehee. At least now, unlike the constant hours Rika had submitted him to at Magenta, she can help aid him.

“Mmm a little. There’s not too much here, only non perishables and water bottles but I could make us up something. I found some ramen a bit in the pantry, It won’t compare to your cooking, but it’ll do. I can make some up for us while you work if you’d like?”

While she rests her chin on his shoulder he lightly leans his head towards her, while typing on a few keys with his remaining free hand. It was slow but at least he could say he was still working, and trying to give her the attention he was adamant about her deserving. 

He hums while he thinks about the option that Mi-Cha has suggested, using his free hand to change the current program to another, and hitting the enter key. A second later a loading bar had booted up, with a timer right below it. “I didn’t want to work on this one for awhile, I can’t do much else with it running,” he explains. “Staring at that timer waiting for it to pass just so I could get back to work was going to be painful.”

“But now, I have something else important to do while waiting. If you would like an extra hand with the ramen anyway.”

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@auratold asked: She leans in, pressing a swift kiss against his cheek as he’s typing away on his laptop. He’s clearly deep in thought, and as Mc loosely wraps her arms around his sounders she finds herself peering at the lines of code. “You’ve been at this for awhile.” She starts, voice gentle. Mc knows how important his work is, but for hours he’s been at it. “Do you need anything? Some water or some food?” 

He hadn’t even realized just how long it had been, he had set to work on what C&R had asked of him just as soon as he received word. He allowed the coding to for the moment, drown out his mixed feelings about the entire situation... there would be time to sort that out, after Saeyoung was safe.

But Mi-Cha’s touch snaps him out of work mode in the blink of an eye, he could still focus if he tried, but he didn’t particularly want to if she was feeling neglected. He’d done far too much of that to her lately, even if it hadn’t been completely him at the helm. But right when he was about to ask if she was alright, she was voicing her concerns for his health. Genuine concern with no ulterior motive, he can’t help smiling and lifts a hand from the keyboard to touch one of hers wrapped around him.

Before he would’ve kept pushing himself despite poor health, but he couldn’t do that to her. 

“Ah... probably both, I will admit. I don’t remember the last time I ate since we left,” he gave a light laugh, almost in spite of the stress they were both under. “Are you hungry too? We could have a quick dinner, if you would like.”

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Oh it’s not alright that one day we’re all out of time I’ll write another life, I’m sorry for crying it’s just that I love you And ‘one day’ can’t be far enough

Porter Robinson, Blossom

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♪ Twinkle, twinkle, little star. How I wonder what you are. ♪

@twilighttheater bc I know now that you sent this, Reo lol

Hearing his voice, even if only through her phone pressed against her ear, was soothing. Ever since her arrival to Magenta, Mc's sleep had been scattered. The events of the past five days had been a whirlwind, difficult to wrap her mind around. In the past day alone she had learned that the game Ray had downloaded onto her cell was not one at all, but rather she truly was talking to members of the RFA. Never had she expected to end up in the midst of all of this when she'd made the decision to leave the states for college in Seoul. Despite the suspicions, she was starting to form regarding Mint Eye, and the organization's connections to the RFA, she trusted Ray. He was genuine, and she wished he would treat himself with even a fraction of the kindness he gave her. She found herself wanting to spend time with him, wanting to know more about him, and wanting to remind him that he had worth and value beyond his work.

She'd been struggling to fall asleep when he had called, her mind a mile a minute trying to process everything that had occurred and worry filling her for Ray. But once his voice filled her ears that anxiety quelled. She'd responded to him with her voice laced with drowsiness, sleep trying to pull her away. His offer to sing to her was accepted at once, wanting nothing more than to hear his voice as she wished he could come to see her. It was a simple, child's lullaby, but Mc didn't mind. His voice, a gentle and soft tone she was growing to love, carried her off. Her breaths quickly evened out, her grip on the device relaxing, as she drifted to sleep.

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If someone Saeran cares about calls and he’s busy, he doesn’t often let the call go to voicemail if he can help it. He’ll interrupt entire meetings if he has to just to tell Mi-Cha he loves her, or tell Saeyoung he’ll talk to him later, before getting right back on task. 

It’s honestly more of a red flag to those who know him when he doesn’t pick up the phone, or if the call is abruptly blocked for security measures.

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— Her (2013) Theodore: Whatever someone you become, wherever you are in the world… I’m sending you love.

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