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[hcneypie]

@lnsomnivm:

days had gone by in the dingy basement bedroom that only became more disastrous as the hours ticked by . only the hum of his computer ( left on , for gods know what reason ) broke the silence ; until a familiar knock ripped sebastian from his half-torpor . his face scrunched in vague irritation , ( though how could he really be upset ? that voice was the only welcomed one that could come to mind , even if the energy was a little too high for his current state of his mind ) . sebastian rolled under the covers until his face burrowed in the safe confines of his pillow , and a tired groan of protest escaped his lips . ❝ it's open , dude . just come in . ❞

oh, he didn't like that tone. if there was anything sam's learned about sebastian by now, it would be the fact he resented having his solitude interrupted by anything & anyone. could it be one of those days .. ? it better not had been. more than anyone he would know the appeal to a comfy bed & warm blankets stacked on top of a sleepy body. but this guy could take it to the extreme, much to sam's dismay. and it wasn't just a hey, you skipped another band practice this week kind of worry ( albeit sebastian's absence was clear & louder than any drums and bass guitar ).

❝ m'kay, ❞ his little announcement was neither eloquent nor necessary, and in just a few seconds sam was kicking the heavy wooden door shut before leaning against the planks. the room was ... a mess. and so was its owner, but he knew better than to point all that out. maybe he'll pick some of those empty cans later ... if he remembers to.

❝ vince says hi, and i've a little something from him. it's a personalized gift, look! ❞ the gift in question would be a poor quality acorn figurine with a small & spiky pine cone for head & hair. ❝ being an artist sure is our family thing huh? ❞

[sagnaevi]

❛ How about a game? Nothing fancy, just a game of heads or tails to gauge today's luck. ❜

[adventurousblur]

OOPS. Seems like some people found him before he was ready!

[silknoise]

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hi there friendos!!! i am thrilled to be joining you since i've been wanting something simple on tumblr for awhile now!! also so happy to be bringing my underappreciated queen umji to the party! the muse she's the face for is one of my faves to write; lee seonah, aka ramona lee is a new york born saxophonist with a cool demeanor and a love for cucumber melon. more info is listed below the cut, so if you're interested in any of her plots or would like me to swing by your ims to say hello or to plot something, you're invited to leave a like on this post!

trigger warnings: m*rder, robbery, implied g*n v*olence, grief

BACKSTORY

as briefly mentioned above, seonah was born in staten island, new york on august 7th, 1998.

her parents, originally from daegu, built a life stateside in the early '90s, so they were already pretty blended into the american routine by the time they had seonah.

in new york, seonah often went by her english name ramona, often shortened to mona. the name was derived from an old jazz singer and pianist her mother loved.

one of the main reasons seonah's parents even moved from south korea was so that her mother could try her luck at the new york jazz scene. she was a gifted pianist with quick hands who had always ensured seonah's life was filled with music.

those very sessions with fellow musicians she worked with were the catalyst for seonah's obsession with the saxophone. a musician seonah would always call uncle franklin would come and play the sax at their south shore townhome, while the small child watched and danced along.

he was actually the one to gift seonah her very own saxophone at age ten, by which her younger sister seoyeol had been born and was clinging to seonah's legs while she struggled to play the instrument.

the characteristics of her music were very much shaped by the staten island jazz scene, and the city's famous festival was a tradition for the whole family.

from her father did seonah inherit a love of gardening, building terrariums and making sure a healthy amount of green was present in all her decorating. she and her father would spend hours carefully placing moss, stones, grass and water in small glass containers until they resembled miniature nature scenes.

she spent a good amount of time in her dad's store as well, helping him stock and clean up throughout her childhood. the value of hard work was an early lesson for seonah and it would likely stick with her permanently.

that store, however, would come to be the site of a horrible tragedy that would uproot many lives.

TRIGGER WARNING AHEAD

her mother and father were working the late shift at the store one night when a masked gunman entered, demanding cash. her parents were both killed during the exchange, leaving seonah and her sister to grieve them at far too young an age.

as the two had no other blood relatives in the area, their parents' friends franklin and his wife delisle were named in a will to take the children in and raise them as their own.

it was an extremely tough transition, but the pair, along with another of their parents' closest friends adam made sure the sisters never went without love and encouragement. they refused to let the children's view of the world become twisted due to what they had gone through, and they were a huge part of why the two made it through that period of their lives.

END TRIGGER WARNING

now being raised by franklin, seonah was kept occupied by saxophone lessons, camping trips, walks through the city — any and everything she loved simply to keep her mind off the tragedy her family had faced.

despite her new guardians' best efforts to make her childhood fulfilling, seonah couldn't help but feel somewhat aimless after the passing of both her parents, and even a bit disconnected from them. she developed a fairly unbothered demeanor that some would even mistake for just not caring, though that was the furthest thing from the truth.

as she finished out her primary schooling and prepared to apply to the manhattan school of music, she floated the idea of possibly traveling to her parents' home city of daegu after graduating college to franklin and delisle. they met the idea with approval, thinking it was an excellent chance to reconnect with a past she'd never really gotten to discover.

after training up her musical talents to her instructors' satisfaction, it was finally time to say farewell to her family. she couldn't have said thank you to franklin, delisle and adam more times if she'd tried. seonah looked upon her now teenaged sister with slight guilt, feeling as though she were abandoning her for her own selfish reasons. seoyeol simply threw her arms around seonah and promised her she'd seek out universities in daegu so they could see each other soon.

and that was it, she was off to daegu with a graduation present of a one way flight and some won to run on until she found work. thankfully, that didn't take too long, as she found a pretty fancy restaurant looking for jazz musicians of her caliber.

seonah made a vow to herself that she would only speak in korean and only use her korean name until she felt that familiar connection to her parents once more.

she soon found a home in the confines of sueunju sharehouse, and though it's filled with strangers, it reminds her of the blended household she lived in back in staten island and even makes her oft expressionless visage falter into a smile. though she is still very much getting used to living in daegu two years on, her life is in a place of contentment for the time being. she continues to chase memories that have long since passed her by, barely conscious of all the new ones she is making in the process.

PERSONALITY

some would call her an ice queen, but she's more like a snow angel. like she's definitely composed, doesn't like to argue and sometimes comes off as though she's silently plotting your demise in a corner, but there is a warmth to seonah that is unmistakable. she can be so cold to the touch but also reach directly into your heart and make you melt. she is a mess of contradicting thoughts and feelings and words, but she could be ur mess of contradicting thoughts and feelings and words, u know???

only really loses her cool when it comes to music she's excited about, if her heart's a little bit broken or if she's lost something near and dear to her (her saxophone goes missing, one of her terrariums get broken, etc) and it's sad, but also kind of funny cmvnbvncb!

she's very inquisitive, especially about the daily routine in daegu. she desperately wants to know more about the lives her parents lived before they moved to america, and being that she's only been in south korea for two years, she isn't as in touch with things as she feels like she should be. stop her if she's asking too many questions — she just gets into a flow of seeking information and doesn't realize it sometimes!

a girl of many hobbies: gardening, camping, building terrariums, hitting up the thrift store, smoking on roofs, seeing performances at masquerade, noraebang, etc. and she loves doing these things with friends! partake in any of these activities with her, and you'll earn a special place in her heart and the slightest aura of a smile just for you.

sometimes she just??? disappears. sometimes her social energy simply runs out and she needs some time to recharge it. she's not trying to ghost, she promises! she just needs a couple days of mirror glaring and deep rumination before she's ready to have company again.

a wanted plot of mine (!!!!!!) but i also hc her as recently single with a lot of regretful and reluctant pining for her ex lol. she's in her slightly reckless era in an attempt to forget them, so pls forgive her for any messy moments 😘

[antiquelic]

@dynmghts ; relics of blood and earth summoning the student — hana : this town is fake but you're the real thing. <3 [ inbox prompts. ]

usually there would be some sort of insult. something quick and witty, something followed with hay fever or another clever nickname. so when none came, the blonde was someone puzzled. brows pressed together, cherry - pink hues staring at the other [ where's that brash bakugo nature? ] in a rare silence. distracted from wonderous view of their world, a festival at their very door. one would have thought her attention would be elsewhere, yet for once she was focused on him and only him.

❝ that might be the sweetest thing you've ever said, ya'know. ❞ pink crept across her cheeks, a little smile daring to take shape. still she waited for something classic of katsuki. bouncing on her heels ever slightly, that smile stretching into a grin. bravery coursing through her veins. hand reaching to hook a pinkie around his own, before taking his hand entirely. who knew he could be sweet like that. ❝ c'mon, let's look at things ! we can figure out if everything is fake or not, starting by you winning me that pink rabbit. ❞

[helltoraise]

🎃

what my muse would wear to a halloween/costume party | status : closed

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⸻ an angel.

[iceiclehorned]

Hey Kokomi, what's the most romantic thing you've ever wanted to do?

The question had surprised her, leaving her sitting within her secret hideout quite stunned. Although the Vision Hunt Decree had been ended for some time, Watatsumi Island had been just as busy and productive as ever. The Priestess had problems to deal with left, right and centre. While she was aware that she was an adult, her duty to the island had been sealed from birth, but the restrictions placed upon her only saddened her some days, reducing her energy to do anything down to nothing.

Dating had not been something she thought about often, given her tremendous responsibility and her love for strategy books. Any waking moment she had free, it would be dedicated to learning new ways of defence, offence, preparation for prevention, looking over the methods of perfect execution… the list truly does go on. Although she had such a big passion for that particular novelty, did not mean to say she had not explored romance novels for herself. In actuality, there had been a faint romantic dream she had conjured up in her head for quite some time.

“Well… I do like the idea of staying indoors, hidden from the world with my date,” the mere idea of it made her let out a sigh of relief, her muscles relaxing almost instantly. Staying away from any disturbances, staying in a warm embrace while doing even basic tasks together, such as cooking and cleaning — though, it wouldn’t really count as a proper date. “I have also wanted to explore other nations to find out what provisions they keep in place… I could utilise them for myself.”

[perditicn]

Alastor has appeared! What to do?

Fondle butt

Smooch

Awkward hug

Make them mine

[sagnaevi]

❛ It's a crime to let a magnificent feline go hungry. ❜ The demon butler mused, aloud, yet mostly for himself. He had no intention of faring a proper conversation, unless the demon-tiger chose to do so. In his hand, a fine fish; cooked to perfection for the feline tongue, materialized. An offering to the beautiful creature of the night. / @protcg - Atsushi

[adventurousblur]

Sonic " All these green nerds wanna kiss/kill me so bad " The Hedgehog.

[cannihe]

❝ oh,  mister  alasto'  !  pleasant  ta  see  ya  ! ❞  milo  greets  with  a  smile  as  he's  wiping  his  hands  with  a  towel.  quickly  moving  from  behind  the  counter  and  leaves  himself  more  open  and  welcoming  towards  @afelldemon.   ❝ it's  not  often  we  get  a  visit  f'om  oth'a  ove'lo'ds  --  i  hope  ya  see  somethin'  ya  like. ❞  he  states,  motioning  over  to  the  baked  goods  behind  a  glass. 

╰┈➤ ❝ 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥.

[antiquelic]

@dynmghts ; relics of blood and earth summoning the model — mitsuki : i'm a real tough kid, i can handle my shit. 🤔 [ inbox prompts. ]

stubborn brat. since the early days of his life, he was fuelled with determination and pure stubbornness that rivalled her own. it was a difficulty that she and dearest husband faced daily. a war on a singular, powerful front . . . [ we are the same / you & i. ] . . . often leaving mitsuki feeling defeated. head in lithe hands, grumbling. muttering about how that boy will be the death of her. all loving, despite outwards appearances. raising a child was difficult. raising katsuki bakugo was difficult.

❝ can you really ? ❞ stern voice. hands on her hips, brow arched high. older now, not as fiery as she used to be. that spark had been taken by him now. for a moment, there is mild tension. neither wishing to step down. a pointless battle, even she knew. a sigh left the woman, hand raised to pinch the bridge of her nose. ❝ you are a tough kid, ya'know ? stubborn as hell but still, not the point. you know you can talk to us. if not both, at least one of us — what's going on, katsuki ? ❞

[helltoraise]

﹙   ＊   ﹚      &* @damienstoker sent : ❛ ow! easy with the chomps, sexy jaws. i have a music video to shoot for this week. ❜

ㅤㅤㅤ𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡 &. shimmered cherry gloss leave 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘦-𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 ― red welt marks left in helmin's wake , a signature with 𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒 ; defeated air comes out as a 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗹 𝗵𝘂𝗳𝗳 beneath it all. ( HOW ELSE DOES A MONSTER SHOW AFFECTION ? ) saccharine lips 𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗶𝗻𝘁 the irritation with a down-feather soft kiss ― 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎.

ㅤㅤㅤthe demon shifts back onto the couch , laying down ― 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘂𝗯-𝘀𝗼𝗳𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗴𝘀 draped over damien's lap. ❝ sorry , 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙚𝙨. i haven't eaten ― ❞ words trail off , upper half 𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 , touch 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 his visage for a better view of 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙚. ❝ hmm , i barely got you. ❞ ( WORDS BUTTER SMOOTH , MELTING IN HIS PRESENCE. ) ❝ it'll look like a 𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐲. can't they , like , cover that with makeup ? ❞

ㅤㅤㅤfigure leaning again onto dark cushions , fluffing a pillow beneath 𝘀𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸𝘀 , 𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚣𝚎𝚕 ― helmin 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙧𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 as they settle into comfort. ❝ what song is this video for ? and more importantly , do i get to see some behind the scenes ? ❞

[mcnagerie]

@lepustricks asked:

Points at Charlie. " Short. "

"Hey, 6 feet isn't short! I'm a perfectly average height for a demon!"

[iceiclehorned]

🌿🍒 - Kokomi and Daniel

The pair had decided to spend the day together, taking a break from their respective paths to come together for the holidays. Despite how cold it was, Inazuma City was filled with lively individuals, eager to sell to the people with great finesse. It had been a while since the people of Inazuma seemed at their happiest, most carefree. It was a wonderful time for the citizens, after all. With a smile, Kokomi dragged Daniel through the different stalls and shops, eager to get her hands on gifts for her friends. More importantly, however, she wanted to gage what he would want for the holidays.

Daniel didn’t really express any desire, other than to see his sister again. The heartache Kokomi felt was not a fraction of the pain and abandonment that her lover went through on a daily basis. So, she decided to use today as an opportunity to figure out what sort of things he liked. Regardless of what she pointed to, Daniel seemed rather enthusiastic, which proved the whole point of the trip rather difficult. Eventually, Kokomi bagged him a beautiful necklace, which had real Sakura petals within it, to create a flower. She had also decided to contact as many resources as possible to help locate his sister. Anything to make him happy.

By the end of the trip, the two of them were sat at the top of Amakane Island’s cliff, taking in the breathtaking view of the water surrounding them. Kokomi turns to him as they stand under a tree, and before she is able to open her mouth to speak, she notices the mistletoe, hanging between them. She gives him a sincere giggle and smile, eyeing him closely. “Come here,” she playfully says, before her hands find their way to his cheeks. The priestess brings her lover closer, until their lips are connected in a passionate, loving kiss. Ever since the first time they had made love, Kokomi found it hard to resist the urge to have him like this all the time.

Seeing Daniel so comfortable and happy made her heart burst with joy, even if she was aware that one day, he may choose to go to the next world. For now, she would live every moment she has with him in the present. Gently, she pulled away, her eyes showcasing her love and desire for him. “I love you very much, Dan. I hope you know that.”