started with the SPARK NOW WE'RE ON Fire ! multi muse. GMT. nsfw. by eb.
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Stop Looking At Me Like That . Like Im Broken .
❛ stop looking at me like that . like i’m broken . ❜
❛ you know i ain’t mean anything like that poppet. if i’m looking at you with any intent behind it, it’s worry mate. nothing more, don’t overthink it, yeah ? ❜
colt smirks, standard. continuing to wrap a bandaid around the male’s arm, he feels rather guilty about dragging him into his mess but usually with hanging around with this male, drama is involved somehow. whether it’s intentional or not. but this time, not so much. biting back a sigh, colt raises his gaze, minor panic laced between his gaze as it bounces between minsoo’s own. he feels a little guilty, but there was some explanation beforehand that this is probably how things would turn out if the male joined, maybe not to the degree that he SHOULD of explained it. ( he wanted some company after all, so his selfishness won over his morals there, just a tad. )
❛ i didn’t need you to speak up for me though. ❜ a shake of his head ❛ i’m gettin’ comments like this on the daily. i’m used to it by now. you gotta just fuckin’ take it, otherwise you end up looking like a right mug, which ain’t it. hopefully they won’t come back now though ... ❜
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eatmylove:
❝ … can you translate that ?? ❞ she wasn’t trying to be rude or anything , but with the little knowledge she has about the many different accents and dialects it was kind of hard to understand what he was saying . although she had already hopped off the bike her hands were gripping the handlebars pretty tightly – she’s confused and scared ( although more confused , since she barely understood a word that left him ) and didn’t know what was going on , so it was a way to keep her … not safe , but something close to that . ❝ but the bike is mine ? ❞ she’s assuming that’s what the fuss was all about , tilting head as brows furrowed in his direction . ❝ i - it even has a sticker , look !!! ❞ her voice beamed , small simper present on features as she pointed to where the sticker was supposed to be , but as she eyed the spot herself her semblance shifted to a look of pure confusion . that’s weird … so this was not her bike ? oopsie ! ❝ uhm … i’m sorry ! ❞ her words were rushed as she let go of the handles , bowing repeatledly in his direction as part of her apology . ❝ our bikes just really look alike and … i’m so sorry !!! ❞
colt eye’s roll as she asks that question, it’s common his accent receives a bewildered response & it doesn’t get any less annoying each time it happens. having already been irritated before their conversation, this only added fuel to the fire & his brows furrowed, expression turning to a scowl as he lets her continue. ❛ right. whatever. ❜
he grabs ahold of the handle bars, ensuring her hands were not in his way before he did so. gaze flutters over to the bike that ACTUALLY belonged to them ... they did look ... very similar. for a second his expression softened, maybe she didn’t actually plan to run off with his bike ? even so. she still commented on his accent & even if from her end there wasn’t any malice behind it, his bad mood saw it differently. averting his gaze back to her, he let out a silent chuckle as he began to wheel the bike back out of its little rack.
❛ okay, stop apologising jeez. i get it. just don’t touch my shit again, ‘kay darlin ? understand that ? ❜
mika x yejoon
please send me a ship and I will tell you : yeka... edition. this is an interesting one
who’s the cuddler: yejoon. that man is a human teddy bear and mika is the a human knife. this is their downfall.
who makes the bed: they both make it, mika makes it super tidy and neat and then yejoon proceeds to jump on it and mess it up again and mika strangles him
who wakes up first: mika! she lets yejoon sleep and normally goes to make him a coffee.
who has the weird taste in music: they both vibe to five nights at freddys together. they’re both bad.
who is more protective: yejoon, his jealousy and mika’s lack of clashes sometimes as he feels the need to protect her around others but she doesn’t understand that and although she finds his little attempts cute, she normally tells him to stop. mika would start a fight on someone if they tried him tho
who sings in the shower: both of them. dear god. they both scream at the top of their lungs
who cries during movies: mika and then she makes yejoon cry by just staring at him the entire time until he does
who spends the most while out shopping: mika! yejoon doesnt complain though, hes a little confused where she got all this money but respects the hustle and just happily follows her along.
who kisses more roughly: mika... and then yejoon just smirks into it normally
who is more dominate: they switch. but in everyday i wanna say yejoon? because mika controls so much that she wants to feel comfortable to allow another person to take charge of various things and help her out in ways that she would normally do herself! and since they’re bffs, hes perfect for that
their song: the key to life on earth by declan mckenna!
sierra x levi
please send me a ship and I will tell you : levirra ????? EDITION
who’s the cuddler: sierra. shes a big puppy and loves to constantly be in levi’s lap, she loves to sit facing him?? and have her arms over his shoulders and just sleep there. levis okay with it, but maybe it gets overbearing at times.
who makes the bed: sie normally. which annoys her, obviously levi does it when she asks but the fact she has to ask and its not a joint effort makes her grr.
who wakes up first: sierra? shes an early bird. we know this.
who has the weird taste in music: levi. sierra’s music taste is and always will be god tier.... LANA. no beating it.
who is more protective: sierra would literally eat a man for him, so probably in that sense, sierra. but levi is of course protective as well. sierra is a lot to handle, giving how much energy and how bouncy she is, but im sure he could ground her when she needed it.
who sings in the shower: both of them :’)
who cries during movies: BOTH OF THEM DJFKDGJF
who spends the most while out shopping: sierra, she literally does not have a limit... we know this. she would pamper the shit out of levi with buying him basically anything that he wanted.
who kisses more roughly: levi.
who is more dominate: i cant answer this yejoon is so angry at me
their song: freak by lana
tangledwire:
( @lofikids // for mika. )
the sky is rosy, nice, pink. she loves pink. her hair is pink but she doesn’t remember dyeing it. maybe the rabbit did it, with his red eyes ever unblinking, ever judging. furry paws painting her hair a pretty pink, claiming her as one of his own. she dawns a dress with a peter pan collar, sky blue, the collar white. it’s short, cuts off at the top of her legs, she doesn’t bother pulling on safety shorts. she doesn’t mind if people see. doesn’t think anybody will. the world is spinning, anyhow. how can they see when the world is spinning and pink? surely they can’t. surely the world is spinning for them too. each step she takes is shaky, a stumble here, a bit of a tumble there. she blames it on her heeled boots, not the fact the world is pink and spinning. the clouds look like cotton candy, the sky like pink lemonade. oh that sounds good. that sounds so good, doesn’t it? we should get pink lemonade. yes, we should!
she continues this process, making her way through the spinning city streets with a smile on her face, even skipping at some point. she doesn’t know why. she sees many friends and foes alike. creatures staring at her from every nook and cranny available to them and her head screams. over and over again. she doesn’t want to. not now. she’s busy.
kill. kill. kill. kill.
no, we can’t. we have things to do. her fingers itch, ache with the desire to rip them apart, laugh at their pain. she hates them, the little creatures, even her friends got on her nerves. they never left her alone. never! it was so rude! so despicable! she would kill them all.
kill. kill. kill. kill.
she comes to a sudden halt on the sidewalk when she sees a familiar figure, except the form she’d come to dislike so much was adorned with a halo of pink. it didn’t suit her. much too pretty. much too pretty for a whore like her, indeed. whore? yes, whore. we don’t like whores, do we? no, not at all. whores don’t wear pink. it’s much too nice for them. aoi frowns. the city comes to a halt, as well. she moves her arms behind her back, gracefully skips ahead, makes sure to shoulder check the other on her way past and giggles, spinning on her heel dramatically to get a good look at her.
how ugly. how distasteful. she doesn’t deserve to wear pink. doesn’t deserve to live in this strawberry flavored world. perhaps she should have the lemon. yes, the lemons. the lemons suit someone like her. aoi grins.
“long time no see!” she sing songs, behaving as though they were nothing more than good friends. she was good at that. pretending. some of her other friends peek out from the shadows around them. one looms over the smaller form and aoi grows excited, wondering if it’ll act upon its urges to feast. though, without her connection to the other side, unfortunately the other would not lose her head. how sad. how miserably boring. “how have you been? still a dirty dancer?” she giggles then, again, head tilting to the side, bubblegum hair falling over her shoulder.
she’s still bathed in pink. pink the rabbit deserved. pink aoi deserved. not for her. not for a whore.
mika had been watching the opposites little theatrical approach from way back when she turned the street corner. her wobbly, hoppy steps we’re pretty hard to miss as she fumbled down towards the smaller female. there’s no doubt about the panic that sits dormant within songbird’s stomach whenever aoi is nearby, being good at reading people and figuring out their motive, mika read the pink individuals aura to be rather menacing & unsettling for someone of such playful outlook. ❛ yeah !! sure. ❜ she didn’t want to be rude, she didn’t see much point in doing that as it only would either feed into that narrative of mika being some kind of devil in her little story. which she wasn’t. maybe in her OWN book she’s considered to be that of a demonic entity, not physically but, emotionally. but not in aoi’s version. it was impossible for her to know any more than just the facade mika put on, especially considering only maybe three people know her for who she really is, which is the bastard aoi sought her to be.
❛ dirty dancing ? is that what we’re calling it ? ❜ her laughter is almost silent, obviously not entirely impressed with that little snarky comment. she’d gotten used to people having opinions like that, calling her profession “dirty” ... even those who attended her shows somehow left her feeling ultimately degraded & worthless through their choice of words. pain, whether physical or emotional, is temporary. she knows this. she ALSO knows that her job is an art form, dating back much longer than those who would dare speak of her skills in a negative way. so, it stung a little, but not enough to cause a scene.
eyebrows raise as she eyes up aoi from head to toe, sizing up exactly what she would be dealing with today. what substances did she take. her shaky exterior make it obvious that this was most probably going to end up in some kind of argument, or at least some kind of threat, however as much as mika could prevent that - she would. arms fold as optics find the females, a little glint in them as if to say, oh yeah, you really wanna go there ? a couple of seconds remain as they linger on her gaze, closing off with a shake of her head.
❛ y-yeah i still do burlesque. what is it that you do again ? it’s slipped my mind !! ❜ her voice cracks as her sentence begins, nothing out of the ordinary, mika’s mind is normally travelling a mile a minute. sometimes, not always, her brain simply just ... forgets to put words into the correct order. hence why her stutter can be so prominent. but only SHE knew that ... aoi wouldn’t know that. mike curses to herself as it happens, it showed nothing but weakness to those unaware. theres an obvious change in stature because of this mishap, she readjusts her posture, attempting to hide her discomfort with defensive arms across her chest.
yejoon x colt
please send me a ship and I will tell you : yelt LMAO coon? FUCK EDITION
who’s the cuddler: yejoon normally. colt just goes with it, head rubs and like a hand just on some part of his body, normally an inappropriate place. but colt is cuddly aswell but its more of a relief thing for him, he craves that physical affection so bad he’ll attack hug yejoon often
who makes the bed: they take turns but its mainly gonna be yejoon, colt then proceeds to jump onto it and mess it all up just to be a pain in the ass.
who wakes up first: yejoon, colt doesnt even wake up. he can sleep for 14 hours straight
who has the weird taste in music: colt tries to force yejoon to listen to the grime he grew up with and they both vibe to it. whatever it is yejoon tries to show colt, colt just isnt having it.
who is more protective: hc that colt has literally beat people up because they made comments about yejoon. yejoon probs killed someone for him before now, they’re both okay with it either way. kinda crazy
who sings in the shower: yejoon, colt pretends to hate it but is secretly vibing through the walls.
who cries during movies: god both of them they’re a mess
who spends the most while out shopping: they’re both pretty good with money but colt will spend a little more especially when hes buying things for yejoon. like 1 pound more but it counts okay
who kisses more roughly: colt???
who is more dominate: colt. he makes sure yejoon knows that often aswell LMAO
their song: HOLY FUCK BEAUTY AND THE BEAST BY BUGZY MALONE FOR SURE