#buds the blacksheep

[the-sinking-feeling-starts]

i used the puppet strings for nahida in genshin we are playing god on the youtube i played my lucy dvds do you poop out at parties? i watched the johnny depp and amber herd trial on youtube sounds like theres no pirates 5 pirates ate my zombie ship! my aunt wont hire me for any non profit event galas because im never on time her wife looks like judge judy lol the pages of the poetry book were ripped and thrown all across the floor YOU SHOULD KNOW WHERE IM COMING FROM I WOULD LEAVE ME TOO, IF I COULD The butterflies feel like warning signs, thats why she disapeared. these four pink bedroom walls paint a scene of a perfect crime i pawned all my records (like prince at electric fetus and loring park) and my ps4 and my lenovo computer (sailor moon stickers) at maxx it pawn a guy threatend to blow my brains out hey man im just trying get money to survive the times its good to be a king (YOU DONT KNOW HOW IT FEELS wallflower smells good) this buds for you, buddy ol'pal its laced with fentanyl (ur unfuckenbelieveable) i hope your ok (trophy fathers trophy son) do you get deja blue? thats life tho. whatcha gonna do? where ya gonna go? your unleaveable. you will never walk alone and my family for you king for a day pierce the veil shoots to kill the blacksheep of the family youre just like your mother! depressed and you need a new dose of cocktails so you will be silent and quit talking about our crimes!!!! cuz i just wanna die before my heart fails (kickstart my heart), or cocktails. i promise ill do fine by myself! I just got a job at target field for the saint paul saints! yeah! bill murrary used to own them! the more you know who you are and what you want, the less you let things upset you cause i just wanna sing like sinatra with ethanol on my soundtrack, cause i could never rock like a rolling stone on the weeknd i just wanna live like the ones before and maybe i could play guitar like hendrix

i got my dad a special edition jimmy hendrix cd collection at electric fetus when i pawned all my records. I wish we could party like its janurary 28 1999

i love my frank Sinatra records tale as old as time shutting down systems for personal gain being graded while running up the hill watching married with children right now, im shameless, season 9 (mo white) (dont let this be our finale song diplo) life has seen stranger things and all of the netflix specials now can we netflix and chill?

[just-pineapple-responses]

Just curious, how many shower thought (response) blogs are there? I just dived into this side of tumblr (not gonna make any posts its fun to read though) and I'm already losing my mind

Well there is

The. Literal. Sun.

Plasma...

S p a c e

ALL HAIL THE LIGHT

The void. It shall consume ALL.

A typewriter incase anyone wants to write their will before they die

Also some ink, not related to the typewriter

Also some words, I wonder who'll use them

A hat with no maker and a maker with no hat

The pen is mightier than the sword. It just so happens that this one is evil. Luckily I can summon multiple

Anyone order some coffee?

Ooo, an author

The literal embodiment if of fanart

A fork, nom noms

B҉ r҉ o҉ k҉ e҉ n҉ 

Soap

Soap(for hair)

Toothpaste

🄵🄰🅄🄲🄴🅃

Towel

Bath mat

Washcloth

Bathtub

Bathwater

𝔹𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕓𝕠𝕞𝕓

Bubblebath!

One (1) bath boi

Some M͓̽o͓̽l͓̽d͓̽ (anybody got some strong disinfectant?)

Nvm, the mold has already caused a plague (gettit?) (although user misspelled it)

Nevermind, there's already a parasite here

Mirror

Door!!!

Some curtains

A denim jacket

Blackout

Rainbow

✨ Magic ✨

*Tree poses to assert dominance*

Coconut

(obviously me)

I think popeye dropped a tin of spinch and it became sentient?

Tost

Hummus. dip tost?

Criss Cross applesauce

Wibbly wobbly Wibbly wobbly jellyo

Mmmm océan s o u p

Some poison, a great addition for my soup

Smol bean

Potat

Shower magpie who I haven't seen in a while

Bird (brain)

Frog(×2:Electric Boogaloo)

An axolotl!

Ferret

*looks at smudged writing on hand. Squints. * a raccoon

Stinky bastard man (I just had to put the two next to each other)

Rat.

Becometh crab 🦀 (x2: Electric Boogaloo)

Nya~

Edgy Nya~

Tripod of dog

Brain

Nina i found one of your neurons (if you understand this reference, good job you)

A rotted brain, keep it away before it infects us all, I only have 2 braincells left

Did... Did someone drop their spinal cord?

The almighty binch

The titanic

Narrator

Water based introspection

Existential crisis

Dumbass

Also a pacifier (get it because they're also called dummies and their name is dummy)

A foolish thought to say a sorry sight join the shower community (as you can tell we did Shakespeare in English so many times i pretty much can recite everything lady macbeth said)

ADHD

Ominous

Anonymous

Anxious 🥺👉👈

Some edgy bastard

A person of culture I see (although obsessed with tweed for some reason)

1 Dapper boi

Sarcastic

nice

All smiles and sunshine

HAPPY! (why isn't there yellow 😔)

Affection (Derogatory) (I'm sorry I just felt like it)

~Petty~

Idiot

Disaster

Chaos and Order

Comebacks

'vanishing'

Defences

Threatened

Op is on drugs

All the F s

And F-general

Get out of the shower

Shower responses

Dry

The horny and the simp

Shower sins

Thower shoughts

I take quick showers

Shower thots

Last responder *countdown music*

You have shower thoughts?

Your shower thoughts are stupid

Wtf shower thoughts

Another shower responder

MORE

Just shower responses... responses

Response shower

NO SHOWER! only thought (×3)

Mmm, showery

Penny for your thoughts?

Hello darkness my old friend...

Llawyer

Beepbeep

Prussia

Haywire!!!

furry OwO

A Pigeon got in through the door, who left it open?

I'm feeling devious

You're looking glamorous, let's get mischievous, and polyamorous

Gay is stored in the ass

Gay

Trans

*opens door and walks through with you exaggeratedly* Fellas we got the whole LGBTQIA+ community right here

Enby

Hahaha gender go brrr

Lesbian

Lesbian-thot

Lust

Someone who thinks it funny to clown around

Joker (derogatory)

Haha straight

Dead inside

Some supervillain idk

News. Literally a shower news style responses

r

I cannot believe that I forgot Her Greatest Majesty, the Queen. All Hail Royal

Isaac newton?

M megamind?

Fiftieth

Crackhead

Some Phoenix Wright kinnie

What is a Dean Winchester and why does he have a tentacle fetish?

Well well well, if it ain't a homestuckian

Did someone kill/rob The Doctor or something, their TARDIS was left behind and its blocking my pretzels that I left in the shower

Mined crafts uwu

Well well well, if it ain't- *accidentally makes eye contact and is then killed by some unknown shadowy creature holding what seems to be some sort of cube of dirt*

GOTTA GO FAST

Mishamishamishamishamishamishamisha

Gen Z and ready to throw hands with OP

Not puki

Nom noms

Dip dap

Kensa

B͓̽u͓̽n͓̽g͓̽e͓̽r͓̽ ..........

Someone broke their space bar or something

It's time to d-d-d-d-d-dshower

The magical deity of sleepovers

DON'T FALL ASLEEP. NO MATTER WHAT THEY TELL YOU-

The muffin man genuinely left drury Lane for this

Txmblr

Moonlit nights on a winters day, stars glimmering gently

A child?

🟥

The fae. Just all of them. Every single one.

Crocus? (What on earth does that mean)

*sings* baba blacksheep have you any wool? Because if not you will be killed (this fits the tune perfectly. If not I have failed in everything)

The theatre itself is here... Somehow

Ahoy-hoy

boo

REEEE- *epic geometry dash gameplay to DanTDM's old intro music*

Yardale, not to be mistaken for riverdale and differs to lawn ale or front porch ale or even meter ale

I'll finish this list later

It's gonna be a long one folks

I'm including a ones that haven't spoken since ages ago because

Boy howdy there's new ones tell me who I'm missing now

Please stop thank you very much this is too many i keep having to add to this any new responder must kill a responder to continue the purge shall claim y'all as I will win i recently started watching Danganronpa

Seriously though everyone after mirror must have a battle royale it's too much i doubt all of you will even last longer than today also happy birthday me -dated:28th- do you even realise what sort of commitment you've made to sell pieces of your soul for entertainment and ability to make such epic retorts each and every post?! I sacrifice many souls DAILY to be throwing such bangers into this stuff y'know?

We have a tap guys we can finally wash our hands of all the blood of our enemies

Seriously though who left the door open I don't want a Pigeon pecking at me (the mishapocalypse got them lol)

So many responders so little time before the end of the world

If I'm missing someone please tell me very thank

There are not enough colours for me to assign a different one to each person 😔 also, wtf is on there twice on purpose

WorldHealthOrganisation IS MISSING (note: you may have a joke in place of name or under a category of names)

So there's lore without me?

ALL HAIL THE LIGHT *moth noises*

Okay now there's alternate timeline versions of responders for the benefit of myself they ain't going on the list bud

There is an incorrect role play blog quotes blog and I am crying. Not of laughter. Just wiuwhdhsjhshjxjabjsjdhdjsj

If any new people join I will go back to causing shower wars for the sake of killing you all I'm done I have snapped my laptop is updating 3 times in a row

I will commit crimes.

Does being a shower responder or role-playing seem encouraging to people to join this "community"? Because I'm pretty sure it's the latter

[zephyoongist]

jung hoseok found you when you were about to make the biggest mistake of your life.

which was jumping through the low window of the church without anything to cushion you at the bottom while your fiancé, soon-to-be husband, was waiting at the aisle.

“you sure you want to do that?” a voice asks ever so casually, as if seeing a bride clad in white hugging the skirt of her dress as she hunches over edge of the window, is just another occurrence out of the many he’s seen in his lifetime.

“t-that’s my choice,” you stammer out defensively, not expecting for anyone to be having a smoke at the back of a church.

as if you have any viable options.

go back in there and you’ll marry the man of your parents’ dreams.

sneak out from the window and you’ll end up living in some basement on a month-to-month rent, cut off from your parents’ funds and disowned from the choi family name.

“i’m hoseok, by the way,” he introduces himself a heartbeat later.

and because your brain is functioning on a hundred million thoughts per second, you end up blurting “the blacksheep?!”

“well,” hoseok takes a moment to ponder on that name, “that works too.”

“sorry,” your head hangs low.

“don’t worry about it,” he says, dropping the bud of the cigarette and stomping on it before walking over to the window and standing directly below it, arms open wide.

“jump.”

one word. and that’s all it takes for the alarms in your head to go off. for a moment, you even debating setting your feet back down to the floor of the room but you keep yourself rooted on the ledge, “what?”

“make no mistake, i’m not doing this for you. i just like the thought of my asshole brother’s face going red with embarrassment when he finds out he got left at the altar,” so he beckons you again, “jump.”

you remember agreeing that jeon jeongguk needs to have his ego taken down a few notches. then, before you know it, your heart is leaping inside your throat and you’re squealing without restraint as the air caresses your skin.

it takes a moment before you gather the guts to pry your eyes open - you don’t know when you have them closed. and when you do, hoseok is gone. you’d say it’s magic and that you’ve been talking to an imaginary entity.

but then there’s groaning coming from under the layers of ruffles of your skirt and you quickly gather them in your arms before a flock of black hair appears, lying down on the ground.

“oh my god, i’m sorry!” you gasp, but then you’re releasing the layers of ruffles which come flowing down in place before you place your hands on your hips, “see! you shouldn’t have told me to jump. i had it under control.”

“pray tell, in what way can you control one of your ankles to not twist jumping all the way from there?” hoseok winces as he pushes himself up, hand going to his lower back.

you open your mouth, only to let invisible air out and then close it again like fish above water.

“never mind that, we have to leave. now,” then his hand is twined with yours and he’s dragging you behind him as you barely manage to keep up with his physique but the sight of his suited back and bright sky will forever be engraved in your head as you grip his hand and make up your mind.

mistakes will be made and consequences will follow. but today, your only mistake is leaving your pair of white heels in the room. because these blisters will heal.

x

your parents are furious.

rightfully so when they find you in their home, changed out of the hideously large white dress - it’s your mother-in-law that wanted you to wear such an ugly thing anyway.

“the shame you cast on this family!” your mother dramatically laments as she walks back and forth in the common room, still clad in light violet dress. lipstick as red as her vision.

you get an earful of something along the lines of disgrace and family name and whatnot.

but never do you hear the question why. 

why did you do what you did?

why didn’t you tell them anything throughout the preparations of the marriage?

this. this is why.

because they never bother to listen and they never will, even if you did something so out of character. something choi ____ would never have done with her grace and primness.

so that night, when you hear the sound of pebbles on your window and notice a jung hoseok looking up at you, this time, clad in normal clothes. you don’t even bat an eye when he says run away with me.

“...to a place where nobody could find us. somewhere far away.” he tells you as you cuddle with him on the deck, facing the rising sun with no one - no eyes judging you. no fear of your deviousness going around from mouth to mouth.

well, it may - once anna, your maid finds you nowhere in bed. once she rushes to your parents to tell them the grave news.

but you’ll be halfway to new york by then.

x

years pass and you and hoseok make a home out of the second story apartment. you like plants and he likes vinyls. somehow, it works out. his vinyl player now stands in the corner with your life sized plant which you water everyday and assure him that it’s not going to grow all the way to the rooftop.

the topic of children doesn’t come until much much later.

on a happy accident where you find out and keep it from him for at least a week, gathering up the nerve to sit him down in the kitchen where you watch as his eyes go round and then get filled with fear before the chair screeches as he pushes himself up.

before you know it, you’re being twirled in the air, palms on his shoulders and eyes gazing down at him as he holds you up by your ass.

your marriage is attended by your closest friends at the embassy. your dress isn’t as grandiose but it’s pretty in your eyes. and in hoseok’s eyes too - otherwise, why would he be weeping and wiping the tears from his face.

“hey, don’t cry,” you chuckle softly as you cup his cheek with your hand, your other hand holding the almost wilted bouquet your friend manages to buy off a vendor on the way here.

“you- you shouldn’t be real,” it’s out of character for the ever free jung hoseok but at the same time so - him.

and in your shared lifetimes, hoseok’s only ever cried when you got married, when your first born arrived.

he’s the kind of husband that’ll act tough in front of you and the kind of father to slip a cookie to your kid when you turn your back on them. until you call him out.

“you know, the cookie jar is running low on cookies and you don’t like sweet things,” you say, arms crossed over you chest when he steps into the kitchen with bed hair and an empty bowl of your kid’s breakfast in one hand.

“well, shouldn’t you ask the little one?” he jests, bowl placed in the sink before he starts to tickle your stomach lightly.

“hoseok,” there’s pressure in the way his name rolls off your tongue.

“i swear,” he stands back up, hands raised in a surrendering manner, “i don’t know.”

“mama!” your toddler comes waddling in, hugging your leg with a hand full of cookie.

she gazes up at you with pretty brown eyes that resemble her father’s and the prettiest smile that’s a mix of yours and hoseok.

“my baby! are you done with breakfast?” you take her in your arms, index booping her little nose before trickles of giggles fall out of her mouth.

“and what’s this?” you ask the source of the crumbs that got on her clothes, “did papa give this to you?”

then you turn to him, catching him in the middle of making faces to your toddler to deny your allegations.

“yes! papa! cookies!” your toddler giggles some more.

and you shoot him arched brows and a ‘well?’ kind of look.

“now, which papa is she talking about because it sure isn’t me who gave that to her.” hoseok places his hands on his waist.

“we’ll, talk about this,” you say, and that’s final.

“honey...” he calls after you as you pad towards the bathroom where your child’s bath is long overdue because it’s already 2 in the afternoon and she’s still in last night’s clothes.

“papa! bath!” your child jumps in her spot as you begin to unbutton her shirt.

you shake your head.

kids are so simple minded. you only hope she’ll use hoseok’s wits and your skills to sniff out lies on the boys and girls that’ll be lining up to get even a smidge of attention.

[wsgeon]

hey everyone! ummm this is peyton (also the mun of lee hyeon) taking a second shot at a second character — i have a lot of muse for this one, so i swear he’ll be around for a while… 🥵 this is ryu geon, yes his name rhymes with hyeon’s & no i do not care ♥️ he’s the lead guitarist/vocalist of meta and also the son of a former nobody rockstar, but i’ll get into all that below! like this post if you’d like for me to come into your ims to plot, click the read more for more info on geon, and/or click here to be taken to his pages: CAREER, DOSSIER, PINTEREST.

HISTORY.

born in autumn ‘97 to a “budding rockstar” (translation: “no yeah i swear our band’s really starting to take off, we sold twenty-three tickets to our last show!”) & a woman with commitment issues ♥️ geon’s dad always told him that his mom left because she had some dire matters that needed to be taken care of and SWORE that she cried the last time she held her dear baby boy, but all of his dad’s bandmates say that she was just some groupie and had to be persuaded into carrying her child to term… who can say for sure?

naturally, there are no pictures of this mystery woman. there was one (1) of her holding infant geon, but then he found out that that was actually a sound tech who worked for his dad’s band… and he just never corrected geon’s assumptions LOLLLL

anyway! he was always really close to his dad, considering they were a two-person family. he has a set of grandparents, an aunt and a couple cousins but they were never involved with geon’s life because his dad is the #blacksheep of the family. geon and his dad against the world, am i right?

uhhh geon was also kind of a black sheep growing up, but he didn’t really notice? he was a happy kid, very energetic and enthusiastic. a lot of adults in the area looked down on him & his dad, but he was SOOOO blind to it because his dad’s a god in his eyes and HE’S always been nice to everyone, so why would they not like him??? because his clothes smelled a little like dad’s cigarette smoke??? big deal

wasn’t troublesome (beyond talking too much), but a lot of people still expected bad things from him :/ “his father’s a dirtbag, i’ll be surprised if that boy doesn’t end up in jail by 20”, “he won’t amount to anything without a proper role model in his life”, “his dad is teaching him how to slack off”, “he won’t contribute anything to society”, etc. he kindaaa picked up on this as he got older but pretended not to because it was more rewarding to play dumb and keep being a good kid(tm) to prove them wrong

was basically a mini version of his dad. same style, similar features, birthmarks in the same places, same “live today, die tomorrow” approach in life, same affinity for singing & playing rock music. ummm he loved his dad a lot. a lot. a lot. wanted to make him proud SO BAD, started his first band when he was 15 and they sucked so bad but his dad was their biggest fan… you know how it is. a lot of people misunderstood him, but he was a very good guy and such a great parent

TW DEATH unfortunately he passed away just shy of geon’s 18th birthday and your boy still hasn’t forgiven the world for taking his dad when he was in the middle of his angsty teen phase — had he known that their time together was dwindling, he would’ve been so so so much better to him END TW

his dad’s band actually rocketed into the charts after he passed & suddenly they were getting loads of publicity, lots of “what a shame that he went under-appreciated” which pissed geon off SOOOO bad because why couldn’t they have had that energy when he was still alive? he’s still mad about it five/six years later

this is getting kinda long, so uhhh tl;dr, he ended up staying with the drummer of his dad’s band until he was old enough to live alone/READY to live alone, but he changed quite a bit. was really going through it, quit his band, stopped putting effort into school. barely graduated. went from being a social butterfly spending every weekend at a gig or with friends to spending all of his time on a pc or in front of a tv, playing console games. the internet comforted him when nobody else would/could and then he met the future members of meta <33333333 #newbeginnings

present day geon is still struggling, has to go to counseling bi-weekly but he’s coming back out of his shell! he wants to fall in love with life again, just wants to tread carefully... outgoing & will talk to absolutely anyone, but he still spends most of his time alone. hard to reach by text, so if you wanna talk to him, you better call/facetime LMAO. talks a mile a minute, especially if you get him going abt something he really likes. laughs a lot, smiles a lot, more habitual than actual signs of happiness but yk. ummm he has a really loud voice, mostly controlled nowadays but he still gets carried away sometimes. an absolute menace during long drives/flights, sorry meta.

funny but only when he’s in large groups. feeds off of other peoples’ energy, really good at reading a room and breaking the ice/making everyone comfortable, but if you meet him 1-on-1, none of his jokes land quite the same.

i envision him as being the kind of guy who carries himself in such a way that you’d assume he’s really popular/out of reach/maybe even full of himself, but he’s... not like that... at all... in fact, he’s kinda irritating when you get to know him. the personification of a flood followed by a drought and vice versa, always either too much or not enough. gets used/ghosted/dropped/dumped/whatever a lot because he’s soooo fun in the moment (if he isn’t in his feelings), but draining long-term.

really emotionally intelligent, in touch with his feelings in a way that a lot of people never thought he would be (probably thanks to counseling tbh). he’s very very rarely the type of person who will make you wonder what your place in his life is — he’s communicative, kind, honest. ummm he thinks that intimacy between friends needs to be more common, so he’s really affectionate with the people in his life. type of guy to tell you he loves you every chance he gets (calling you when he’s drunk, sounding like a clingy ex type beat) & greet you/depart with a hug. losing his dad kinda fucked him up in the way that he won’t leave/hang up until his friends say “i love you” back, gets kinda (re: very) upset if he’s denied that and/or a hug.

TRIVIA.

has been playing the guitar “longer than he’s been walking” (not really, but he swears it’s true).

uhhh he really likes nail art, but he’s kinda hesitant in what he tries? mainly sticks to black polish (or other plain colors), but sometimes he’ll get little designs added in as well. mainly does it himself because he still doesn’t feel comfortable in salons... if his work looks bad, leave him alone <3 he’s trying

inspired by people like kurt cobain, nicky wire, yungblud, billie joe armstrong & damiano david in the fact that he’s not against wearing dresses or skirts on stage. doesn’t do it ALL the time, but often enough that it doesn’t go unnoticed. some people say that he does it for attention because he doesn’t dress like that elsewhere and tbh they’re probably kinda right

interested in history (only SOME... dinosaurs, ancient civilizations, specialized areas like the history of circuses/clowns/skateboarding/punk, stuff like that yk), stand-up comedy & documentaries. could spend a whole day watching documentaries and would say he had fun, has a lot of useless knowledge that nobody gives a fuck about and is kinda dumb when it comes to things that matter

when it comes to music, he prefers playing really fast and heavy rock or punk over anything else, but he actually listens to a lot more soft indie on his own time... he’s too tense these days to be listening to anything else RIPPP

the vibe: homemade tie-dye, ripped slipknot t-shirts, frosted tips, neon crocs with alien & peace-sign charms, chipped black nail polish, calloused hands, cheesy pick-up lines used NOT to land a date but to pull a smile, driving until he’s lost, stupid socks paired with pressed suits, dramatic poetry in an iphone note, etc. 

PLOT IDEAS.

people he met through online support groups about coping with grief

uhhh an on & off relationship that’s been going for who-knows-how-long. the reason for this is up for discussion, but i imagine that he hasn’t given up yet because the constant highs and lows are a good source of inspo 🤪 artists must suffer for their art!

opposite side of the coin — someone he’s interested in, but he’s NOT disloyal so it’s a pattern of persistent courting when he’s single vs intense friend-zoning when he’s not and they’re getting tired of trying to figure out what he wants from them

someone else who likes nail art & can convince him that NOBODY cares if he goes to a salon

someone (probably female but doesn’t really matter tbh) who feels like his feminism is entirely performative… maybe they attack him directly for it or maybe they just REALLY don’t like him and they’re super vague about it idk. either way, please tell him that activism is much more than recommending one female artist a year and saying “clothes have no gender 🤪” so he can be praised for the bare minimum (his heart is in the right place but his skull is empty)

someone super introverted who comes out of their shell with geon! uhhh maybe they think that he’s the one doing them a favor, but in reality spending time with them has been doing wonders for his mental health

other people who like to skate. let’s congregate at the local skatepark and scare the middle schoolers away

someone who inspires him musically, for whatever reason. lots of late nights in studios, idly strumming his guitar and writing lyrics that definitely aren’t about how their eyes look in these dim lights… umm maybe he thinks he has a crush on them but really doesn’t and ends up hurting them eventually, maybe he really DOES have a crush but will (probably) never do anything abt it or maybe it’s entirely platonic and he just admires them a ridiculous amount

someone who likes to make music as a hobby, prob won’t publish/release any of it but it’s fun to imagine. spontaneous meetings with geon in the middle of the night, recording songs together and keeping the WORST takes for the laughs. there’s probably a diss-track of them going in on each other floating around somewhere even though geon can’t rap for shit

night owls who keep him company on the phone, even if they can’t be there physically. them talking really quietly vs geon shouting at them while he plays games LMAO

gaming buddies. come over, maybe you can carry geon through his game of the week or you can both fail but have fun while you’re at it… or you can scream while he fends off that hoard of zombies behind you

i’m typing this at the last minute (literally) so i’m gonna stop here, but i will get a proper plots page put up asap with a wider variety of connections!!! but as always, please do let me know if you have any other ideas. i’m always happy to plot and write with you all 🌚

[alabngpusoarchived]

so here’s a quick rundown of my muses:

~morganfield~

sienna - part-time barista, aspiring musician, sometimes busking, sometimes singing in a lounge, with a strict curfew because of a strict mama, can’t really land a proper job, folklore enthusiast, a downer without meaning it, very very dormant lunar manipulation, mass communication graduate liam - owner of a cafe franchise which was a family legacy that he rebuilt from the ground up, a dedicated baker, plays the piano like a dream, can be very petty but is loyal to his friends, hates politicians, reasonably well-off but worked damn hard for it, business management graduate

aiden - budding neurosurgeon, chemistry whiz, plays the drums to unwind, a smart one but can be a clumsy disaster idiot, will shamelessly correct your grammar, born rich with some heavy inheritance and family legacy but sorta humble, engaged to a celebrity, enhanced charisma, very very dormant solar manipulation, has a dog named chacha

elijah - horsehead cryptid mercenary with strings attached, can be loyal and protective if he’s on your side, a vegetarian, ex-military, currently a bartender when in human form, older than your great grandpa and had been in service since the american occupation.

~other~

art - a social media influencer and a basketball player, ex-idol trainee, composes his own music but does good covers, not very academic but finished an architecture degree, also a rich kid but chooses to be independent, has a cat named sushi

layre - immortal manggagaway (think pestilence of the four horsemen), poses as a history professor, owns an antique shop and sells dodgy paraphernalia travelled a lot, multilingual, quite a rich history since the precolonnial times.

digit - touch-averted, will cut you for fun, enhanced speed & agility, a massive sweet tooth

aoife - chameleonic, with adaptive muscle memory and skill mimicry, probably has an icicle for a heart

~new~

jisung - a highschool teacher, biology major, med school drop out, single dad and does his best, divorced and still good friends with ex-wife, loves his daughter jihee with all his heart

yejun - always starts but never finished or accomplished anything, youngest of three, blacksheep, loves to cook and does it well, thinks he can charm his way into anything, currently lives off allowance from his older siblings, has outlined a brand new soju bar for the 3rd time - let’s see how far this takes him