#the va;chulsoo

[mythvoiced]

@jeoseungsaja | the great beta editor pilgrimage

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How much longer can he resist, how much longer can he deny before the stranger's words become reality?

There's a ringing in his ears that isn't even truly there. It's... ghost-like, it's as though he's imagining it solely because he doesn't know how else he should be able to describe what's been stomping around in his mind.

Addressing the accident as a whole was a feat. He doesn't want to think about the helplessness he'd felt, the utter shame that reached him after whenever he thought on the sobbing that had burst through and out of him as if intent on lacerating his throat.

He doesn't want to think about the crying and the pleading and the way his heart beat fast enough it felt as though his chest was caving in, if it hadn't actually been. The shape of his leg and the white pain in it, the shrieking in his shoulder, the blood that belonged some to him, some to someone else.

He doesn't want to think about it because he'd rather it turn into as distant a memory as the faint whispering he sometimes tricks himself into believing had been there as well.

But if he heeds the stranger's words - and they sound like the warning he's been pushing away for so long, as if death itself had shown and is trying to help him look into the headlights of the truck speeding his way - then how much more can he do and for how much longer can he play this game before the noose around his neck tightens more than he can loosen it?

Before he finally slips?

Chul-soo presses his palms to his ears and shuts his eyes tight.

The other's features swim plastered onto the inside of his eyelids. The pale skin and the intrusive stare, the jolt away from his hand, as if he was a ghost Chul-soo wasn't allowed to touch, as if an hallucination that doesn't want him to know he isn't actually there.

And next to his unforgiving features, he sees the glow of unkempt black hair under moonlight and the vicious grip of ancient claws sticking into his flesh, unearthing his insides to plant him into soil that isn't his, that isn't him, that isn't him.

He doesn't understand that last part.

A name? A soul? A who?

"I don't know what to do," he shatters into a plea, his hands ripping from his ears to reach for the man's front instead, his eyes blown wide with the tears he's yet to shed from that rainy day.

He's let them slip onto the already wet street and refused to spill them ever since. And now they collect at the corners of his eyes and he pleas, like he's vowed to never do.

"I don't know what to do, what the fuck am I supposed to do-!?"

[mythvoiced]

Here my lil muses update (as of 5th May 2023)

MUSES ON HIATUS

THE VAMPIRE - Domenico

THE SORCERESS - Seona

THE AUTHOR - Samuel

THE CURATOR - Han

THE SIREN - Marina

THE SOCRATES - Corey

MUSES ON HIATUS BC I'M REVAMPING 'EM

THE REAPER - Kaeden

THE VALKYRIE - Diana

THE MESSENGER - Nuntius

THE NECROMANCER - Fabian

THE VA - Chulsoo

THE REBORN - Anton

MUSES REMOVED FROM PAGE BUT AVAILABLE SELECTIVELY

THE HALF FOX - Rang

THE ICEBERG - Prince

FUTURE MUSES I'M WORKING ON (WIP+)

THE LURE - June (he/him, 'magic battery', if all goes well he'll be Thanh's younger brother which means I have to adapt Thanh as well SIGH)

THE CANARY - Aaron (he/him, just a guy)

THE SMILE - Lián/Sōngruǐ (he/they, two-faced wuxia beauty)

visuals/pins that infected me with the idea: june: x, x; aaron: x, x, x; lián: x, x, x

OTHER LIL NOTES

I will be officially prioritizing Hyun's Celebrity Verse over their Main (Gumiho) Verse, at the same time, though, I will prioritize Miyoung's Gumiho Verse over her (Underdeveloped & Vague) Celebrity Verse

I will be deleting all reblogged memes from ye olde mythvoiced and reblob some new ones soon

I'm gonna throw together a muse page that is so minimalist and lazy--

[mythvoiced]

-. @wantedformanysins | ♥

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Perhaps this was one of the many reasons, or perhaps it was the main reason to have birthed all the others, for the break-up - although, calling it only that seems to put it rather lightly, considering the impact it had and still has on Chulsoo’s life, as if imitating an unsevered red string of fate usually present in the mangas he avoids.

Selfishness, egoism that takes on the form of complete and utter neglect to even consider the feelings at stake in the other party. It’s not disinterest that pushes Chulsoo to sits in an airport that somehow feels even colder than it should, considering the chilly air waiting for them outside. It’s unwillingness to perform. The unwillingness to risk, to do beyond and more than what he’s used to, to finally take off his shoes and jump into the cold water below. He can be promised gold, fantasy, love at the bottom of any well, and yet he’ll never jump, for fear of braking his bones.

So he neglects others, pretends he isn’t aware of the plight he causes, all because admitting to just an ounce of it, would flood his insides, and he’d have nothing but apologies to make and guilt to work through, only awaiting the day they can accompany the blurry images of snowy forests’ and a stranger’s voice.

Egoism. Of the purest emotional sort.

He sits, gaze turned away from the flow of people officially entering the country, and ignores the chatter of his brother next to him. He by contrast looks like a summer fairy to Chulsoo’s frozen ice queen. Skin painted a healthier taint, lips usually pulled into a smile, he may be the odd one out when the eldest is as prone to wearing a frown as Chulsoo is, but when you’re the only flower standing between two pillars of ice, you’re not usually regarded as the black sheep.

Kiwoo is someone who would have treated Nathan better. And wouldn’t have broken up with him only to call him back at his own doorstep because too cowardly to admit to his family that he’d fucked up more than usual.

“There!” Chulsoo looks up to find Kiwoo pointing at a familiar figure and swallows roughly. “There he is.”

[mythvoiced]

@jeoseungsaja​ | ❛ don’t ask if i’m a ghost ❜ (for whoever you'd like uwu) hieu minh nguyen’s ‘not here’

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“Then if you could perhaps not act like one,” the latter part of Chulsoo’s statement is spoken in a hiss, pushed through gritted teeth as he tries to not make it too apparent that he’d been startled by the other’s demeanour.

It would be difficult to blame him, most likely, for the man had appeared out of nowhere, in a spot he’d been pretty certain hadn’t been occupied by anyone before, but Chulsoo is a lot more likely to pretend and put up an act to reinforce whatever impressions of strength he wants others to have on him, than admit to what he’s seen.

And that his reaction is perfectly normal.

Although, granted, normal isn’t a word Chulsoo has confidently applied to his life for quite a while. Be it the accident that’s still plauging his leg and is the source of the ink on his arm, or all those other things he refuses to acknowledge, even if only via his thoughts, things just have... gotten out of joint.

He’s turned partly away now, as if trying to block the other with his body language, but even in spite of the frown on his features, Chulsoo can’t look away. It works at first, but it’s as if something pulls him to continue looking and before he knows it he’s glaring directly at the man.

The part within him that feels hollow, that lacks... the part within him that calls for the part of himself he doesn’t know he’s missing. “Who are you? Have we met before?”

[mythvoiced]

@wollfteeth​ | “Do you like hurting me?” ( your choice, give me summa that angst 8) ) — misery loves company 

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“Who- why would you...?” His head hurts. For once the reason for that isn’t the series of events that had been stuck to his skin like a particularly stubborn type of glue, but a simple headache that might find its source in lack of sleep and how many hours have passed since he’s last eaten anything.

Or, more likely, the irritation. Lack of sleep is becoming familiar to the voice actor, and skipping meals isn’t too foreign of a concept to him either, so it’s usually the irritation to cause the throbbing inside his skull, a trait of his character he’s too quick to seek out in response to just about any sort of inconvenience.

He rubs at his temples, turning away from the other. In a few hours, he’ll be cursing himself into the next continent for acting the way he is, taking out exhaustion and anxiety of the last few months on someone he’d considered dear to him. But in the moment it’s happening, all Chulsoo can focus on is how annoying it is, this constant going around in circles he feels himself stuck in with the other.

How frustrating it is, how useless it feels. Even though he’s the one to blame, the distant one, the unapproachable one. “Why do you ask me things like that? Huh? Do I like hurting you, of course not! Do I like snapping at you for no reason, no! Do I like looking at you when you make that face, no! Can’t-” He rubs his hands over his face, groaning into his palms when they come to rest over his eyes. “God, ever thought that maybe, just maybe, we’re shit at this? And there’s nothing more to it?”

[mythvoiced]

-. PSA | FACECLAIM CHANGE Kang Chul-soo

Cho Seung-youn/Woodz | Lee Do-hyun

[mythvoiced]

[Role in a Found Family Dynamic]

the brains

people are not so much your forte. you are more at home with thoughts, ideas, hobbies, skills. as such, you probably have to learn how to work well with others--but once you do, hey, it has its moments. while you are treasured for your ability to solve problems, people also have this unique love of novelty. when you break from your schedule, when you say something no one is expecting--that's novel. you are as curious and lovable as the subjects you study. you are family. this place is not the same without your witty comments and wry observations. you definitely feel more comfortable when someone needs a straightforward answer than a shoulder to cry on, but it's not impossible to give both. know that your family loves you for more than that, though, and will (usually) remember to respect your boundaries.

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