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ㅤㅤ" first you say it needs to be tight, now it's not so tight... make up your mind, would ya? "ㅤrolling her eyes, jinx relaxes her hold on the brace slightly, allowing him that fraction of space needed to catch a breath. is she toying with him? maybe a little. but, for whatever it's worth, she doesn't fasten viktor up yet, even releases a little bit more of the tension when his breaths still sound shallow.

ㅤㅤ" i mean, if you wanted a gentler hand, yeah. "ㅤa snort of a laugh is exhaled, as if to say 'what did you expect, coming to me?' after a beat she hums thoughtfully, gaze lifting upward and bottom lip jutting out slightly.

ㅤㅤ" s'pose it must take him an awful long time to get all the way down here though, huh? "ㅤno amount of overdramatic, vaguely mocking 'poor you' sentiment in her voice can hide the biting disdain directed at jayce and the topsiders he represents.ㅤ" and he must be so busy with all his fancy meetings with important people, who knows if he'd even find the time, right? —besiiiiiides, i know what i'm doing! you're in good hands! "

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"Not so tight!" Viktor hisses, heels digging into the floor as he tries to prevent himself from squirming while his back brace is adjusted by the only capable pair of hands he could find today- Jinx. He felt something snap early in the morning, and, despite all of his talents, he can't get around behind himself well enough to do it alone. Not for the first time, he's thinking about the spare arm sitting in a lab somewhere and how useful it would be to graft onto himself for moments exactly like this one.

He's pretty sure he just felt a rib creak. He coughs when the pressure gives just enough to allow him to breathe more easily.

"Maybe I should have waited for Jayce."

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EYESHADOW PALETTE: SI-U

create an eyeshadow palette of your muse's colour scheme. pinterest board resource.

cloud / matcha cookies / woodland / snow / hint / marigold / pine / poison oak / bloom

tagged by: @nightingeal still lmao ♡

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EYESHADOW PALETTE: MINJOON

create an eyeshadow palette of your muse's colour scheme. pinterest board resource.

deep fog / dark violet / echoes / wolfsbane / plum / wisteria / espresso / rewind / f13

tagged by: @nightingeal ♡♡♡!!!!

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✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊.    (  a collection of various  location prompts centered around time & weather.  feel free to adjust as desired.  )

[ 1AM ] the stoop of a brightly lit psychic shop, pondering haven from the rain. [ 2AM ] the [ lobby / room ] of a run-down motel during a tumultuous storm. [ 3AM ] a dark graveyard thick with petrichor, well beyond visiting hours. [ 4AM ] an empty, rusty gas station nearly flooding with rainwater. [ 5AM ] a cabin in the frozen woods, large fire raging under the hearth. [ 6AM ] a bus stop hazily lit by the rising sun, earth smelling of petrichor. [ 7AM ] a crowded coffee shop, patrons in a rush to escape the morning rain. [ 8AM ] a serene camping site overlooking a valley, air humid & fresh. [ 9AM ] a diner smelling of breakfast food as rain patters on the window. [ 10AM ] a walled-in garden full of flowers, just as the afternoon heat sets in. [ 11AM ] an empty public playground, equipment hot from the sun. [ 12PM ] the middle of a sweltering outdoors shopping center. [ 1PM ] the side of the highway after your car breaks down from the heat. [ 2PM ] a bustling farmer's market ripe with produce, unhindered by the rain. [ 3PM ] a city sidewalk gloomy with mist & countless puddles. [ 4PM ] the forested perimeter of a vast lake, cold from snow melt. [ 5PM ] a [ restaurant / diner ], interior lights flickering under a fierce storm. [ 6PM ] a car interior, passengers stuck on a dangerously snowy & dark road. [ 7PM ] an outdoors event as the heat backs off, full of laughter & live music. [ 8PM ] the long queue of a club, impatient patrons stuck in the rain. [ 9PM ] the threshold of an apartment, knocking to be let out of the hailstorm. [ 10PM ] a windy beach past public hours, grains of sand mimicking the stars. [ 11PM ] the backseat of a car parked in the pouring rain on a lonely road. [ 12AM ] a pier on the cold, misty waterfront as fireworks are let off.

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𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃  &  𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄    (a  series  of  nonverbal  prompts .   mature  themes  present ,   ‘ my ’  muse  belongs  to  the  one who  posted  the  meme  -  send   “ + REVERSE ”   to  reverse  the  prompts .)

→     𝐈 .    GENERAL

❛   hush .   raise  a  finger  in  a  gesture  to  silence  my  muse . ❛   sit .   gesture  for  my  muse  to  sit  down . ❛   door .   hold  a  door  open  for  my  muse . ❛   tap .   tap  my  muse  on  the  shoulder  to  garner  their  attention . ❛   hunger .   give  my  muse  something  to  eat  /  drink . ❛   cook .   present  my  muse  with  home - cooked  food . ❛   brush .   work  a  brush  /  comb  through  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   read .   silently  read  a  book  alongside  my  muse . ❛   hand .   hold  out  a  hand  for  my  muse  to  take . ❛   dressed .   help  my  muse  put  on  an  article  of  clothing . ❛   note .   give  my  muse  a  note  saying :   [ content ] . ❛   amplify .   turn  up  the  music  in  the  car .

→     𝐈𝐈 .    ANGST

❛   patch .   help  my  muse  patch  up  a  wound . ❛   night terrors .   hold  my  muse  after  they  wake  up  from  a  nightmare . ❛   company .   silently  sit  with  my  muse  to  comfort  them. ❛   hospital .   my  muse  is  told  that  yours  is  in  the  hospital . ❛   revelation .   show  my  muse  evidence  of  a  lie  they  told . ❛   indulge .   find  my  muse  drinking  to  cope . ❛   downfall .   find  my  muse  collapsed  on  the  ground . ❛   console .   comfort  my  muse  as  they  cry . ❛   nurse .   give  my  muse  company  in  the  hospital .

→     𝐈𝐈𝐈 .    AFFECTIONATE

❛   wink .   wink  at  my  muse .  ❛   wrap .   wrap  an  arm  around  my  muse’s  [ shoulders  /  waist ] . ❛   caress .   gently  caress  my  muse’s  face . ❛   tousle .   mess  playfully  with  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   chest .   place  your  head  on  my  muse’s  chest .    ❛   comb .   comb  fingers  through  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   grasp .   run  to  my  muse  &  jump  into  their  arms . ❛   lean .   lean  on  my  muse’s  shoulder . ❛   tender .   kiss  my  muse  on  the  [ forehead  /  cheek  /  nose ] . ❛   abrupt .   kiss  my  muse  out  of  the  blue . ❛   chaste .   chastely  kiss  my  muse . ❛   good morning .   kiss  my  muse  the  morning  after . ❛   volumes .   gaze  at  my  muse  in  a  way  that  silently  says  ‘i love you’ .

→     𝐈𝐕  .    VIOLENT

❛   strike .   [ slap / punch ]  my muse in the face . ❛   gun .   wield  a  gun  at  my  muse . ❛   twist .   twist  my  muse’s  arm  behind  their  back . ❛   throttle .   aggressively  wrap  your  hands  around  my  muse’s  throat . ❛   parch .   burn  my  muse  with  a  hot  object . ❛   take down .   forcefully  bring  my  muse  to  the  ground . ❛   gouge .   wield  a  sharp  object  at  my  muse . ❛  shunt .   shove  my  muse  backwards . ❛  stickup .   yell  at  my  muse  to  put  their  hands  in  the  air. ❛  shoot .   [ fatally  /  non-fatally ]   shoot  my  muse . ❛  stab .   stab  my  muse with a  [ knife / other object ].

→     𝐕 .    NSFW

❛   surprise .   send  an  unexpected  nsfw  image  to  my  muse . ❛   pin .   push  my  muse  against  a  [ wall,  table,  other ] . ❛   go down .   go  down  on  my  muse . ❛   choke .   intimately  wrap  your  hands  around  my  muse’s  throat . ❛   belt loops .   pull  my  muse  closer  by  their  belt loops . ❛   skinny dipping .   go  skinny  dipping  with  my  muse . ❛   rip .   tear  a  piece  of  clothing  from  my  muse’s  body . ❛   mark .   leave  a  mark  on  my  muse’s  body  [ specify where ] .

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what if — hear me out here — what if... i tried to maybe be here tomorrow and pretended like it hasn't been actual Months since i even logged in...

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@byanyan & @lctibule

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keep thinking i should make a fresh promo for this blog... but then i remember how fucking slow i am and how much happier i am having this as an almost private blog where i just play around w/ some of my other muses with anyone who happens to be interested in them

the temptation remains, but i know better asjgksh

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what color is your aura?

Blush

lollipops, warm cheeks, lip gloss, flowers, flamingo feathers, painted nails, heart glasses. your essence is blush: you are outspoken and protect your heart by never offering an apology. you seize your desires; there is a particularity to your passions, and not many are privy to your reasonings. you are protective and extend your heart in a way you will never accept in return. you are the trend-setter. you are the defiant. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of crimson, red, tawny, and coral, who share your aspirational intensity. you are also drawn to the honest souls lilac and cream, who will help you grow and realize you are not always under critique. however, you may struggle to get along with the internal personalities of sky and beige who are too self-effacing.

tagged by:ㅤ@embrfang ♡♡♡

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ㅤrandom was a word for this encounter, but it wasn't the one jinx would choose. random implied that she hadn't set out with the goal of tracking down this killer for hire she'd heard the odd whisper about around the lanes — while there wasn't much to glean from the lackeys who worked for the undercity's other chem barons, there was still the occasional interesting tidbit they passed around, as it turned out. no, her happening across this woman had been very intentional, but was that intent to scope out a potential threat? or was it perhaps that she was simply bored?

the answer to that was not something that jinx intended to make clear.

ㅤㅤ" oh reeeeeally? "ㅤthe mocking lilt echoed from where she perched above, the grin marking her features evident in the sound alone.ㅤ" those're some bold words coming from someone who just ate a bunch'a colour bombs with her entire face. if you're not fast enough to avoid those— "

another of the devices, packed full of vibrant pigment, hits the ground at marg's feet. there's a crude face drawn on it in equally bright colours, and it beeps and vibrates in an alarming rhythm.

ㅤㅤ" —what makes you think you could even catch me, let alone stick a knife in my chest, huh? "ㅤlaughing an oddly delighted little giggle, jinx practically kicks her feet in glee as she finally steps into view above marg, tossing and catching and tossing and catching one of her more explosive toys with one hand.ㅤ" honestly, you're lucky i'm not using one of these on you. the powder in here? "ㅤwhy did you say her name Ḓ̵͉̹̱͓͉̦̱̍́͛͐ͅÓ̶͈̫͇̩̹̝͕̮̪̋̆͐̋̓̓̄́͠Ņ̶̣͔̼̳̈́̎̀̅̈̌͜'̶͚̬̜͕͕̿̃̚T̵͉̫̦̉̇͒͗́͑ ̶̢̛̥̤̙͚̠͊̈́̄̐̈́͗͝S̴̼̊̄̀̀̋͂A̴̳͑͗̀̏͌͂̽̕͘̕Y̴̢͇̖͓̙̘̙̝͖͆̅̋͜ ̴̯̹̟͈͎̳̱̾̉̎̓̐̅̆̚H̷̝͂̈́͋̽̏̀E̶̫̯̹̞̟̞̘̥͐́̐̏̾̍͆͘R̷͚̜̮͓̼̱̰̳̜̒̎̚ ̷̲͈̦̹͖̹̾͊̿̇͘N̷͕̞̼̝̻̗̟̖̟̪͋̋̉͋̅͝A̶̢̡̖̲͙̼̪̩̤͝M̶̧͙̿͆Ȩ̴͙͖̜̻̦̜̺̪͙̿͒͐̐̅͝—̴͕̠̀̏̓̉̔̚͜ ㅤ" —packs a waaaaay bigger punch. i'm playing nice! don't you wanna return that favour? "

☾ @smilingmxsk ㅤㅤㅤ(x)

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how are you color-coded?

GREY CODED

grey, a study in dreams, nightmares, and silver linings. you are the type of person who finds the good AND the bad in everything. some people might find you annoying. others may call you pragmatic. you see things the way they should be seen, even if that makes you depressed - even if that makes you angry with yourself. you know the world is not as bad as it seems, but you know it's not any better than it was yesterday. you want to fix this, if only starting on your own life and the lives of your friends. and indeed, you're going to need them, your friends. the journey starts here, starts now, with a single step forward. so where are we going, my friend?

tagged by:ㅤ@sunsetsoft ♡♡♡

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what are you the god of?

your town

no don't leave this is actually really nice! its just, you know that for most pantheistic religions a ton of the gods are just like, gods of local places. they're not all big guys with thunderbolts doing war. And isn't it nicer? to be connected to a people and a place rather than some ephemeral concept? you must be a person who people look up to, who they connect to, they must see a bit of home when they look at you. to be the spirit of a community and a place i think is an enviable thing

tagged by:ㅤ@violetgleams ♡♡♡

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Forever creating autistic characters not because I intended to create an autistic character but because I intended to create a character in general and while creating them I simply completely forgor how allistic people act

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ㅤto the polite (and honestly rather anticipated) refusal of the addition, minjoon simply nods; of course that's okay. he's kept them separate for a reason, after all. topping his own bowl off with a healthy dash of onion, he grabs the small side dish of kimchi and steps over to join august at the table.

ㅤㅤ" help yourself to another bowl if you're still hungry, there's plenty left. "ㅤgentle words rise between mouthfuls when he notices that the boy is already cleaning the last of the broth from his bowl. he's not surprised to see the kid wolfing the meal down like it might be his last, but it does earn a pang of sympathy nonetheless.ㅤ" have as much as you want, for that matter. it's more than i'll be able to eat on my own. "ㅤpausing for another spoonful, minjoon watches as suwon prowls into the kitchen, fur ruffled from a nap, and tosses a small piece of chicken to the floor for him.

ㅤㅤ" maybe you should tell me what kind of foods you like, "ㅤhe muses after a moment, attention flitting back to august.ㅤ" so i can have them here for you whenever you want them. or maybe it would be easier to take a trip down to the store together...? that way you can pick them out instead, make sure i don't get the wrong things. "

spoons clang, light, light, against the bowls. delicious scent wafts into august’s nostrils. his belly rumbles like a volcano and socked footfalls trudge to table. “ we can eat right here. ” he drawls, seating himself. diffident smile. “ i kinda, um...i like my meals plain? so, no thanks to onions and kimchi. ” if that’s okay, his courteous expression says. after all, minjoon had prepared this food and auggie meant no disrespect whatsoever.

the boy gathers a spoonful to taste – fine grains of rice, tender chunks of chicken. (his reaction, ferried with wordless head bob and second dig of spoon into bowl.) from there, the famished boy feasts in silence. and, before much longer, his bowl was licked clean.

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ㅤstumbling into the warmth of the bakery right behind ellie, minjoon barely manages to avoid wincing in surprise when the door practically slams itself shut behind them. another shock comes soon after, in the form of the other's hands around his face — not because the touch itself is shocking, but how icy cold those hands happen to be. still, the bumbling of it all, the sight they must make being so windswept and coated with snow, brings little more than a warm glint of amusement to his eyes.

he wouldn't have noticed anything if ellie hadn't followed the owner's gaze above their heads. her hand back in his, the promise of warm baked goods and perhaps even a hot cup of coffee led him to seeking out the menu only to have his attention pulled upward by the movement of his companion's head. —ah. mistletoe. he's still processing the sight when his gaze falls back to ellie's face, pondering whether or not he should be surprised that this is the first time he's actually seen this particular decoration since arriving in america — the movies had always made it seem like a big, significant tradition, after all — that he fails to remember just what the tradition actually entails.

ㅤ...that is, until ellie's face is moving closer.

he presses their foreheads together, and minjoon's breath catches faintly. cheeks red from more than just the cold now, he holds ellie's gaze, heart skipping a beat or two. silly, when it's not like it's the first time they've kissed, but it's still new enough that he almost forgets, sometimes, that they can just do this now. lips finally meet, allowing his nerves to melt away, and he leans in to it, eyes closing over and hand not holding his partner's slips forward to rest gently atop her hip.

it's over quickly — much too quickly — and he can't help but breathe a soft chuckle in agreement to ellie's words.

ㅤㅤ" good idea, "ㅤhe murmurs, eyes lingering on her lips, mentally battling the urge to move forward to recapture them right this second. it'll be worth the wait of the few moments it'll take to pull all their winter gear off though, to be closer to one another before kissing him again.ㅤ" let's find a table, warm up a little, and try again. don't think we'll be going anywhere for a while, so... no rush. "ㅤother than his compulsive need to be as close to his boyfriend as humanly possible, anyway. logically and realistically though... no rush at all.

scrounging up the willpower to remove his hand from el's hip, minjoon maintains his grasp on her hand and, after yet another moment of reluctance to separate, turns to start gently leading him further inside the bakery.

ㅤㅤ" first time encountering mistletoe... i think some part of me always wondered if it wasn't something made up for romantic tension in american christmas movies. ...seems like an awfully inappropriate decoration to put up anywhere but your own home though, now that i think about it more. "ㅤnot that he's complaining about the interaction it's provided him, of course, just... observing, as his mind accidentally meanders off on a tangent.

📩 🌿🍒 (from minjoon, if you'd like hehe) @lctibule 🔆 mistletoe – accepting!

snow. it had been gentle at first, widening ellie's eyes in awe as flakes settled on the cold ground, filling her with excitement. he might be dreadfully averse to the cold, but snow was so beautiful, and even a little romantic as the pair walked through the city. the dusting of snow turned into a flurry, and then all but a blizzard and action had to be taken. she grabbed minjoon's hand and made a beeline, as fast as careful steps could take them on the icy ground, towards what looked like it could be a bakery, seeking shelter to wait out the worst of the weather. the door opened, bell jingling above them as warm air wrapped around them and the wind all but slammed the door shut behind them, toppling them. 

"you okay?" her cheeks were flushed from the cold and from the laughter as he steadied them both, cupping minjoon's face before giving an apologetic look, remembering that he wasn't wearing gloves, pulling her hands away to slip one back into her companion's grip. now that she had confirmed they were both in one piece, he looked around, seeing no-one but what seemed to be the owner, greeting her as she stood behind the counter, who looked like she had come through from the kitchen mid-bake, covered in flour. her only reaction was a comment about the weather and a quick glance above their heads with a chuckle. let me know if you need anything! with that, she disappeared into the back, leaving them to see what she had seen. 

ellie looked up and clocked the mistletoe. oh. of course. blue eyes fell to minjoon, catching and holding his gaze before gently bumping her forehead to his, a moment to catch his breath (not necessary from rushing here, and entirely from their closeness) before pressing her lips to his. bolder than she'd been a moment before, she wrapped her spare arm around minjoon's waist, pulling him in closer, just for a moment before breaking the kiss. 

"you're not close enough. ... our coats, scarf... maybe we should try this again when we're in the warm..."

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ROMANTIC GESTURES.

BOLD what applies to your muse, ITALICIZE if there's potential / it depends. Repost, don't reblog.

holding hands (in public) · buying flowers · cooking · cuddles · writing a poem / song · holding door open · tying shoe laces · sharing a milkshake with two straws · offering their jacket when it's cold · kissing in the rain · publicly confessing love · long walks at the beach · doing the titanic pose on a boat · kissing the back of their hand · slow dancing · introducing them to their parents · lighting candles · flower petals on bed · love letters · star gazing · brushing / doing their hair · picnics · teaching them to play an instrument/sport while gently guiding their hands · compliments · drawing them · self-made gifts · massages · proposing with a family heirloom ring · lending them their favorite book to read · paying for dinner/coffee · surprise birthday parties · feeding them · handing them keys to their apartment · making space in drawer for their clothes when they stay over · sharing a blanket · couple costumes · tucking a hair strand behind their ear · keeping them from leaving (possibly toxic) · moving cities to be together · blowing a kiss · breakfast in bed · defending them in a fight (verbally / physically) · joint bubble baths · dropping the L-bomb ("I love you") · dedicating a song to them · wearing their clothes · yawning before putting an arm around them while watching a movie · grant them the last bite (from meal)

tagged by:ㅤ@sunsetsoft (i understood the assignment) ♡

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grey -- we might not have written much because i am a human turtle. <3 but please know and trust that i love the characters you've crafted. you're a solid writer with a gift. here's to hoping your 2025 goes well. sending another hug to you!

ruben!!!! you're such a sweetheart wth... if you're a turtle, i'm a snail bc i've been like 10x slower than you, been sitting with our threads in my drafts for months akjsfhds

fr though, thank you so much, this was such a wonderful surprise to find in my inbox on new years eve ;u; and thank you for your continued patience with me bc i truly am so excited to explore the dynamics between auggie & my muses!! he's such a good little guy and your writing is always so lovely (i honestly adore your style sm) and every time i see you pop into my ims it gives me a smile... i appreciate you a lot and love seeing what august gets himself into on the dash. ♡