#mysmemuses

[golden-sunshinex-blog]

@mysmemuses continued from [X]

Dulled eyes drifted over towards the drip that had been placed in her hand, glancing across at the various scars that lined her pale skin, her breath seeming to hitch slightly as she tried to remain calm, as her mind begun to remind her of what had happened, why she was here in the hospital. She sighed a little, closing her eyes to keep calm, concentrating on her breathing, not wanting to give them another reason to keep her in this horrid place. V knew that she didn’t like these places! He knew that she just wanted to go home, that she didn’t want to lay here and be poked and prodded at for how many days? It was worse than a cleansing in some manner - making her hand move to scratch at her arm as her skin seemed to itch simply at the thought alone. “I hurt you...didn’t I?”, she whispered, reaching up to gently place a hand on his face, tears shining in her eyes as she watched him, a weak smile forming at the mention of food. Course he had noticed that. Nothing could get by him. “...I’ve been eating enough - least I thought I was...I can try harder. I promise”

[coffeestainsandcopypaper]

"Jaehee ! I made you a thing..." actually this had taken weeks, Vanderwood even having to help with the patterning which had been done from scratch. She handed her friend a crocheted Zen plushie. "Happy birthday..."

AND YES THAT ASK WAS RIKA WOOPS@mysmemuses((pfft, lol, thanks for that clarification! XD

Jaehee took the crocheted doll from her friend gently, looking at it with amazement. “You made this?” she said with amazement, gently running her hands over the doll, gently touching the little details on that had been included on it.

She looked up at Rika in amazement. “Thank you… thank you so much for this!” she said, smiling broadly and reaching out to hug her friend. “It’s perfect, thank you!” she said again, pulling back. “Oh, I’m going to have to find the perfect place to keep him, I love him!”

[hackermemelord]

“tfw no gf” (Zen :'))

memelord sentence starters // @mysmemuses 

       “Welcome to the Friendzone! We’ve got  ‘forever alone’ beverages. Want some of the ‘Crush doesn’t notice me’ one? Or ‘I have no time to get in a relationship’ one?” 

[vanderwood-stark]

        + @mysmemuses

        The rants on color theory had yet to get boring, mostly due to the passion that showed in Jihyun’s whole being whenever he got started on it. He genuinely seemed happier than he had been two years earlier when they first met; of course they’d met because Jihyun had been drugged by his ex and a hell of a lot of other things going on that he still didn’t understand the whole extent of.          But for a moment Vanderwood paused him in the middle of his rant and pushed some pieces of teal hair aside then leaned in enough to press his lips to Jihyun’s. Just that once, just to see what it was like and then never again, especially if Jihyun happened to respond badly to it. 

[blurredtruths]

‘ i’m not even that tired. ’ (Rika)

Jihyun did not seem convinced by that statement. “Rika.. it’s important that you get a proper rest.” He looked at her with concerned eyes. “If you’d like I could even make you some warmtea to help you better relax yourself before going to sleep.” He offered. “I don’t mind doing anything that’ll help you fall asleep and have a satisfying rest. As long as you get the sleep you need.”

[the-real-vandy-blog]

@mysmemuses continued from [X]

There certainly seemed to have been a drastic change in Rika’s character since they had come out here. They’d been hiding within this small abandoned house for a few months now - ever since that night when he had taken his second life. This place was perfectly suited for hiding - just outside of the main city enough to go unnoticed but close enough for them to walk in and get supplies as needed. Though Vanderwood had repeated time and time again that he wished for Rika to keep her own hands clean. He’d been on the streets for almost four years now. He knew what he was doing, knew how to get what they needed and yet Rika seemed to be becoming more and more adventurous - engaging in risky behaviours that kept making the slightly older one worry. In one way - it was a joy to watch her spread her wings, to see how free and alive she truly seemed compared to when she was stuck back at her home. In another - it was enough to give him a heart attack. He sighed softly as he sat in the doorway, watching the night sky above and blowing out a thin trail of smoke. He hadn’t been smoking for all too long but he found that it helped to calm down his nerves, especially on nights like these when Rika was off doing whatever it was that she was currently engaging in. He didn’t want to have to shadow her but he wished that she’d realise a little more that the streets were dangerous to live on. Sighing, a glint of golden hair caught his attention, Vanderwood tossing the half-finished cig to the ground as he got to his feet and started to walk towards her, sighing at the motion for him to turn back. Why? Was she running from something? That question though was answered almost at once, his eyes widening in fear at the sound to echo through the night, a howl of fear and anger escaping from the young male as he sprinted over to close the distance, pulling Rika gently into his arms as he tried to examine the damage that had been caused “Rika! Fuck... can you walk? We need to get inside... I need to see to this”. Her shoulder. That was okay... this was going to be okay... his hand was already wet with blood as he applied pressure to the wound, the attacker had already scampered off. Not that it mattered. They would need to move on after this but before that, he had to look at the wound - had to stop the bleeding.

[box-of-muses]

@mysmemuses continued from [X]

This was the natural spot he roamed whenever he’d been busy during the day to keep track of her movements. It wasn’t stalking if it was done out of concern - that was what he told himself anyway as he wandered through the park and towards their first meeting spot. It was a good place to begin his lookout and since he’d actually managed to find a small part-time job (it was only two hours every weekday but hey a start), he actually had a bit more cash in hand too. Some good food for the both of them seemed like such a good idea after the long week - the effects of which they no doubt both felt.  His steps had slowed as he approached the stairway, seeing the curled up manner that his Angel was sitting, concern filling, with a healthy, dose of pent of rage for whoever had managed to make her this upset. Carefully, as always aware of not spooking the girl, he walked up the few stairs, watching her thin frame, feeling his chest burn as she shook so very slightly, even now attempting to hold in the torment that was racing through her mind. “...Rika”. Her voice was spoken in a soft whisper, almost so quietly that he wasn’t sure if he would have been heard until his nickname party from her lips, a weak smile forming as he knelt down by her side, quite unable to contain the shocked expression as she clung to his arm so tightly. Sighing, he gently reached over and ran his free hand through her hair, placing his forehead against her own with another soft sigh. “Rika… do I need to beat up someone ?” Not that violence was always the answer but it was a language that he knew so well. For anyone to have upset her to the point she was openly clinging and crying before him - it filled his heart with a fire that he had long thought buried deep within.

[minteye-ray-blog]

"You like this, don't you ? I remember you saying that." (From Zen)

The redhead blinked a couple times when the albino handed him a small cup of ice cream; gourmet, not to mention with his favourite topping. “T-thanks... I didn’t think you would remember something so meaningless.” but why was it meaningless? It mattered to him a lot the actor remembered, not to mention went out his way to get it, especially when his own brother struggled to find it at most shops as it was really premium quality and for a fair price. “Want to have a bite from it?” 

[saseossi-blog]

“you’re v, aren’t you?”

the usual ‘that famous photographer’ seemed absent from his lips; the librarian blinking his dark eyes at the other. he had to be v - the v. who else in south korea had such an... aesthetic in their appearance going on? clearing his dry throat after a moment; the pink haired young man fiddled with a small strap-on bag on his hip.

“you’re kind of an inspiration to me. i picked up photography as a hobby. your pictures are really amazing, you know that?”

it felt awkward - being... so sappy like that. yucheon was never like this. but he cleared his throat; gaining a hold of himself. there were other things he wanted to say, but he let them die down; awaiting a response from the slightly older man.

@mysmemuses / for v / in which yucheon is a very awkward fanboy

[golden-sunshinex-blog]

V wraps arms around her shoulders and kisses her head "darling... We should go to sleep..."

A graceful smile formed on her features as she leaned back against her boyfriend, eyes glued to the sky before them, watching as the darkness was slowly seeming to dissolve under the light of the sun as a new day came to pass. She hadn’t been too tired before now, or perhaps she was simply too afraid to sleep. All she was aware of was the comforting sensation that she found right there and then. With the sun breaking the darkness and the sun wrapping it’s warmth around her small frame. It was scary, to feel so safe, to feel so dependant upon this one man, scary but that was love. She loved him. She knew that she always would love him. She just feared for the day when V would stop loving her. “Hmm can’t we stay here for a few moments longer? It’s always a joy to watch the sunrise. You really did choose the best place for a home”, she turned around in his arms and leaned up to place a gentle kiss upon his lips, that inner fear seeming to be chased away with the gentleness of this current moment. “I love you Jihyun” @mysmemuses

[im-the-strongest-blog]

@mysmemuses continued from [X]

Was he calm? Perhaps on the outside it appeared to be that way. He was getting better at pretending, at making his outside appearance appear calm and collected even when that rage continued to dig deep down inside of him. Watching Rika at the moment, he wasn’t even sure if he should be here. If wasn’t as if he was fully recovered - whatever that even meant. Could someone like him ever be ‘cured’?. The woman who sat before him at the moment was more than aware of the true horrors that he had inflicted upon others. In her name. For their paradise. He had latched onto every word that she spoke as though she truly had been some type of gospel creature, sent to save him from the world that had shunned him and wanted him gone. She had been the one to give him a home, to take him away from that woman - to give him a new purpose in his life. She’d hurt him but he’d hurt her too. Just why was he here? Sighing, he took a seat across from Rika and tried to gather up the thoughts that seemed to not wish to stay there within his head. Rika seemed so different. He couldn’t help but wonder about what she must have been through. He’d killed the man who had meant so much to her - and yet here she sat - looking at him with confusion rather than fear? Or maybe he simply wasn’t seeing her true emotions? It was difficult. He was too used to dealing with the Savior. That’s who had been his guide and mentor for all those years. “Saeyoung came to see you right?”, he reached over and picked up a napkin, starting to fold along the edges to keep his hands busy, to stop them from shaking, from stopping this woman from seeing the effect that she could still have upon him. He wouldn’t allow for anyone to see that he was weak. As soon as weakness was shown it would only be taken advantage of. That’s how it had always been - that’s how he had worked too. Weakness wasn’t something that could be shown to anyone - other than perhaps Saeyoung. He needed to prove that he was able to stand on his own - that he was beyond Rika’s touch. “I don’t understand why he wished to visit you though - or did you ask to see him?”. He didn’t want to admit that he was here without permission. He was an adult and could go wherever he darn well pleased. least that was what he decided to tell himself at the moment as he didn’t wish to get too worked up. Slow, careful breaths were taken. He focused on each and every one. He didn’t wish to get worked up but around her? It was hard. Maybe this had been a mistake. Maybe a year still wasn’t long enough? If he relapsed now...No. He wouldn’t allow for that to happen. This was the last wall to try and climb over. His real mother was gone - he still wasn’t sure on the truth behind her death either - but Rika was here. His replacement mother figure... “...I guess I needed to see you. Need to make sure that you had changed”

[mintsaviour]

@mysmemuses replied to your post: @mintfaith replied to your post: why must father...

i support him

you better >:I

[the-real-vandy-blog]

@mysmemuses continued from [X]

As important as it was for her to rest, he felt as though keeping her inside their hideout or at the doctors wasn’t going to do her much good in the long run. Summer was creeping in and the days were lasting longer and staying hotter too. He missed the long hours of the darkness but this also gave him the perfect opportunity to show her something that he found pretty to watch, with no rush to get to the right place. “Yip I have you”, he smiled and gently wrapped an arm around her waist, holding the smaller girl close to his side as he carefully set out from the hideout and down towards the small beach that was nearby. This entire place had been chosen to allow the blonde to see the sea that she had so wished to experience. This also allowed for Vanderwood to show her the beauty of a sunset. “Here. Sit on my lap for now”, he sat down on the sand and gently pulled Rika down into his lap, arms wrapping around her waist gently once more, taking care not to place any pressure onto her injured shoulder, kissing the back of her neck softly before glancing out towards the water. “I wanted to share this with you. I find it really pretty and relaxing to watch”, he nuzzled into the side of her neck that was on the opposite side from her injury, another soft kiss placed on pale skin before he glanced out towards the setting sun.

[box-of-muses]

@mysmemuses continued from [X]

This would mark a new beginning. It was a lie that she wished to turn into the truth. Could one truly get rid of their past demons by burnings down the source of such lingering darkness? Would she ever be able to find that peaceful state of mind that had only been granted within the sanctuary she had built for herself inside Magenta? Even now as she watched the flames dance before her, that inner voice spoke of her failures, of her mistakes. Could she truly escape from this fate? Would she be able to lean on V? She sighed and turned back towards V, eyes widening ever so slightly at the manner in which he seemed to be falling apart right before her eyes, her heart pounding so fast, so loud, that she was sure that he too much be able to hear it. Was he afraid? Was he having second thoughts? He’d promised to stay, promised not to leave her again but had she been a fool to believe in such words? She reached out and gently took hold of his hand, staring at him with wide eyes as she softly whispered the repeated words of her promise. She didn’t wish to be alone. She would do things differently. She’d become the perfect little doll if it meant her sun would no longer leave her side. “...your mother?”, she glanced between V and the fire, slowly allowing for the dots to connect as he stepped closer and wrapped her arms gently around his form, “...I’m sorry. We should leave then. We don’t need more demons chasing after us...”

[sweatcr-weather-a-blog]

mysmemuses replied to your post: AU RP wish list More high school AU threads, so I...

Aaah i think I’d love having Zen as a theater major tbh

ll Zen would be the most popular guy of the whole campus. The next year the amount of freshmen choosing a theater major suddenly DOUBLES.

[blurredtruths]

Mysmemuses:

Rika kept close to him, arms tight around his waist. It did make it hard to walk effectively but she didn’t care. Besides, it was starting to get a bit crowded on the sidewalk and she felt safer that way.

“It’s okay, the shop is warm. And you should look your best at the party. I’m wearing red so you should be getting some red accent… Like a tie or something.”

He didn’t seem to be bothered by the way she had her arms a rounds him or by the fact that walking well was a bit harder. What mattered to him was that she was comfortable. 

“Alright, I’ll make note to get that then.”  

“Are you going to share this coat with me all night?” (Rika)

“I think that may be the case. It seems that it’s only getting colder” There was a small smile on his face. “I don’t want you to be cold and I’d hate for you to get sick because of this weather.” He was clearly concerned.