krtaemin:.

has he been here a million years already? how many times has he crossed over this bridge, passed this stone pillar, seen this exact three claw marks on the table as he walks around it? he can’t remember, time is not his friend. time is the enemy, literally—this is all kronos’s fault. if he ever finds that asshole, taemin is going to rip him to pieces for having done this to him, to all of them. time is nothing but a burden, a curse, a cage, and dreaming is just as bad. taemin hates all of this, he just wants to go back to how things used to be before, he wants to leave this reality and return to who he really is; the godking.

none of them deserve this really, fuck second chances. this is all a mess, a chaotic, swirling haze about as dark and angry as the sky above his head. it’s at least nice to know he can still bring storms around him like a cloak even in his dreams sometimes, or at least in this singular dream. sometimes he’s not so lucky, but it’s hard to remember that in your own subconscious, hard to remember the way things really are when you’re trapped in a timeloop. all he wants in the world right now is to wake up or at least just stop looking for these damned eggs—he isn’t even angry anymore, just tired, just so, so exhausted.

he startles when he hears a scream, the echo of it vibrating almost mutely against the stone walls around him. it’s there and then gone so fast for a moment he wonders if he’s just imagined it, or if it’s some kind of trickery. he waits a moment before hearing something else, some sort of splashing, and just like that, he’s off, full force running towards where he thinks the sound might have come from.

this is a nightmare of course, so he shouldn’t be so surprised to see her there, stranded, helpless, sinking slowly inside some sort of sand-water mixture. “hecate!” for a moment, his brain ripples and all he can think about is how gorgeous she is, how long it’s been since he’s seen her, their last words to each other—but then he dashes over to her, carefully stopping a few feet away to drop down to his hands and knees and start feeling for where the edge of the quicksand might be so that he doesn’t fall into it with her. he reaches out to her. “hecate! quick, take my hand!”

What was happening? Why was this happening? The questions stormed her mind but before anything, it was the thought of him that insisted to keep her mind numb, that kept her from totally freaking out with the feeling of her body being dragged down. For a second, she remembered of reading if you stand still, quick sands are slower in getting you dragged down and she nodded doing that exact thing and it was working. At least until the sudden figure of him showing up, startling her and once again, the sands sucked her quickly, covering most of her body to her torso.

She looked at him silently, trying to process all of this and it wasn’t until he shouted for her that she snapped of her thoughts, having the sands up to her neck by now and her eyes were only on him and her hand tried to reach out for his. It was only a matter of inches and she used all her energy to fight the current and finally locking her fingers with his. Her heavy boots and chains for her trousers kept on being dragged and she found no other solution than to let them loose and it was much easier for him to help her get out of that unholy puddle.

The mud covered most of her exposed skin and it felt slimy, she paused her mind from focusing on him and only wanted that thing out of her, frenetically swiping it away as she started to breathing heavily, like she was about to cry. Once it was mostly cleaned, she noticed her stripped legs and blushed, resuming to look at him and used her large jacket to make a skirt out of it and wrapping it around her thighs. “T-thank you.”

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krxwendy:

the drink in her hand was nearly emptied as its owner surveys her surroundings & watches the current dancers on stage. her own performance has just finished and the dancer was taking a break by the bar. it was around wendy’s 4th shot of jimin’s special, so she didn’t dare to order any more. she didn’t consider herself a heavy drinker, but she knew how to handle her alcohol and her own limits on it well. this was no surprise, judging by her occupation. the song finishes and she applauds quietly, keeping her critiques of the girl’s performance to herself. removing herself from the pleasant company, she drinks the rest of her poison of choice and walks to the back of the club towards the changing rooms when she notices the two figures not quite obscured by shadow.  almost stumbling backwards, she hisses in anger when her brain catches on to what was happening. just as she was about to step forwards to help the female when the man sinks to the ground in pain. wendy blinks. well, that’s new.

as this was happening, she notices three things. one: she appears to be controlling his suffering. two: the smirk on her face indicates that she has no intention of stopping. three: this was no ordinary human. and suddenly four: she has noticed wendy’s presence. her heartbeat quickens when the unfamiliar girl steps over the body lying on the floor and towards her. already, she feels the air around her growing cold.  ❝ Perhaps the word enjoy is not what I’m going for. ❞ swallowing thickly, wendy steps backwards. flinching when her back meets the solid wall, her breathing hastens as she realizes that she’s cornered.a pool of fear grows steadily in her stomach. if she loses control of her powers again, who knows what’s gonna happen. ( khione disagrees with her sentiments towards protecting a stranger. she’s itching for a confrontation of any sort. her powers are growing stagnant and she lusts for a chance to use it. )

Yuju stood there, not being ignorant to the slight change of temperature around this dancer, yet she decided to keep that subject aside. The other seemed to be, somehow, intimidated or scared and Yuju quite adored to see that reaction from people. She stepped closer while the girl stepped back and her smirk only widened only to vanish when she look at her right in the eyes and recognized that look way too well. The look of knowing they could hurt someone, the gaze of fear of having no self-control. “Interesting...” Her voice was almost like an whisper and she glanced at the scared girl with curious eyes. The thought of testing her, hovering in the air.

She stepped back, making her powers to crawl within this girl in the shape of a headache but not strong at all, not at first at least. The goal of poking this innocent soul was purely, to test her theory of this woman sharing a godly nature just like herself, and therefore, to witness or experience whatever powers she might have, or not. Either way, it would be fun. “Come on, give me a little show. And I’m not talking about dancing.”

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krtaemin:

even without the god zeus rumbling around inside his consciousness, taemin himself can be a very prideful kind of person. an assertive, strong-willed human being, capable of running a business and creating towers that line the seoul city landscape—and he has always been very satisfied with that knowledge, that he creates monuments out in the world, even if the act of doing so causes a great deal of self-destruction in the process. he works very hard to be very good at things, and if he isn’t good at it, he stops doing it. so it isn’t false bravado to believe that he was good to hecate, that he’d done everything right and definitely does not deserve this sort of maltreatment. he could accept it from someone like hera, but not hecate.

as he straightens up, his anger solidifies inside his chest where she’d pierced him with her powers, the glare on his face darker than the night outside the club windows. he almost snarls at her when she pokes his shoulder, his eyebrows knotting themselves together on his forehead. “sorry?” he growls out, just barely louder than the music pulsing through his veins. the alcohol is still drumming against his system, but he can at least stand upright and swallow down the slurring. “is that all you have to say?” he scoffs and takes a sidestep around her, to force her to look at him more. “are you sure you didn’t do it on purpose, because somehow i don’t believe you. i think you did do it on purpose, i think you do everything on purpose. except maybe seeing me again, i’ll bet you never wanted this to happen, right?”

he cannot fucking believe they are running into each other here of all places, now of all times. it’s true, he’d never gone looking for her after she’d left him without a word or a backwards glance, but she at least always knew where he was. she could have come back any time. but she obviously never wanted to. he tries to ignore how badly that hurts, just realizing that, knowing it for certain. she was a meteor comet to him, bright and blazing across his life, but he was only a speck of dust to her. it just kills him now, with how she’s trying to pretend now like everything is alright. he’s not going to make that easy for her.

“this is so stupid..” he shakes his head, wanting to spit. he wants to forget the taste of her, the memory of her skin and hands and voice. “have you been in seoul this entire time?” has she been seeing his storms, watching his fall apart, ignoring the way he’s missed her? does she even fucking care?

With her eyes still away from his figure, she could still feel the anger, feel how enraged he was becoming within himself. She had to admit, he was the only person that made her feel intimidated, yet still seeming so appealing to her in ways that were foreign to her. He motions and gets in the range of her sight, the first reaction would be to drive her gaze away once more, however, Yuju wasn't able to do so since deeply she wanted to look at him. Quickly, the sorry feeling and regret are replaced by annoyance and outrage, furious eyes pierce him now and she straights up to be facing him as anger fills her veins once he keeps on accusing her. 

Just as she was about the answer, her eyes got teary with the memory of the day she left him behind and all the night her mind stormed through their moments, through his figure and face. I wanted to see you every single day. Her mind echoed and she had to shake her head to make it stop. “I said, I didn’t mean to hurt you.” To his ears she could be speaking only about that moment, but she meant all of it. Her intention was never to lay pain or suffering upon him, she never considered the consequences of her actions. Yuju knew how much he had been down for what she did, she watched every storm, always had him as the first and last thing inside her head.

Again, his words make her hesitant. She looks off for a second and nods, biting her lip in guilt and almost guessing what was going on his head at that exact moment. Suddenly, the phone inside her jacket rings just loud enough for both of them to hear and she reaches for it, yet too upset and confused to be able to see whoever would be calling at that moment. 

‘stormfront’

krxjieun:.

One can learn a lot from a floral arraignment. Even a neophyte to the language of flowers understands what meaning a small bloom can hold - Roses for love or sunflowers for happiness - but a floraphile always had a peculiar sense for not only knowing the meanings of flowers but often reading into them (too far). One could easily say that Jieun fell into the latter category. In fact, it was this very over-analyzation of flowers that made her bouquets feel particularly special. On the other hand, Jieun had a knack for acting on her impulse and, although well intentioned, this did not always mean wanted. 

A particular instance happened when yet again the name ‘Yuju’ appeared on the orders-to-be-filled list. Another request for the monotones of black and white flower. Odd; typically an order or two of such deep flowers would indicate a farewell of sorts. Jieun couldn’t fathom someone using such dark flowers for decor over a prolonged period. Naturally her mind flounders to grief. 

She would blame the addition of a small yellow daffodil on subconsciousness if she hadn’t been so precise in picking it. 

“rebirth” 

Jieun was trying to say that there is hope coming if that was what the soon-to-be owner might need. 

So, when Yuju came to pick up her order in person, Jieun was even brighter than she usually would be to a costumer. Practically buzzing as she completed the purchase, Jieun chimed in as the girl left the store, “I hope you enjoy. Come back soon!” 

She had gone back to work, attempting to complete a corsage for some young girls dance when the front door flew open again. Jieun turned to face a livid recreation of the most recent visitor. Yuju hardly had to finish her sentence before Jieun began a chorus of apologies. “I can replace this one, I’ll make a new one. I can have it done in under an hour and you won’t have to pay. My deepest apologies, I just thought you might ne-” she caught herself mid-sentence and mentally cursed herself for making such assumptions. Jieun held out her hands, feeling slightly defeated but trying not to show it. After all, it was her mistake and she had to own up to it. “I am very sorry.”

She could see how the other was feeling bad or regreted the mistake, however, that girl's attempt of words confused Yuju. "An hour? Are you kidding me?" Speaking more to the air than to directly to the flower girl, Yuju rolled her eyes and walked a few steps out of annoyance and flailing her arms, still being careful to not knock something down. "Make that happen. I don't have the time or the patience." She poked her finger on the balcony that separated the two females. The rest of her words rather bothered Yuju, that looked at her startled and slightly annoyed. "Excuse me? You thought I might need? Need what?"

Trying to maintain herself calm, it was rather difficult as this was one of her biggest pet peeves. “Your job is not to think or assume what I need. I made an order, the same order as I do for the last month. Your job is to get it ready. As. I. Ordered.” Her voice was nearly loud enough to be considered a shout. As she started to get angrier and angrier, she could feel her power to be releasing towards the girl, there was something within her mind that stopped her from doing so. Like she was unable to harm or even stay mad at her.

She took a deep breath and looked away from the other, somehow managing to calm herself as her eyes laid upon the beautiful girl. “I’m sorry. I just, don’t like setbacks.” She shrugged, getting lightly scared of how this girl managed to make her feel like she needs to know more about her. “I’m Yuju by the way.”

Velvet Petunia

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baekhyunxkr:.

baekhyun had not expected visitors.

it’s a very weak defense he keeps repeating in his mind to make himself feel less guilty about stumbling towards the door still in his pyjamas. it’s late in the afternoon, but he’d had a long shift, had just gotten up two hours earlier and spent most of the morning browsing through facebook, not bothering to even get out of bed. his stomach is protesting at this point, but he’s become a master at ignoring it.

he had definitely not expected yuju to be the one standing in front of his door, and he blinks a few times, dumbfounded, before giving her a sheepish smile. his hair is still a mop in his head.

“i’m… not busy, no. come on in, i’ll get dressed - and then we’ll conveniently forget about this, yeah?” he opens the door to let her step in, kicking it shut behind her. “i just got up like, a minute ago - i’ll be with you in a moment? make yourself comfortable!”

and with that, he’s ducked away, hurrying towards his bedroom.

The act of her visiting him could be called weird or unexpected. Herself though so but she was determined to go through it, even if it was something so simple as pay a friend a visit. The visage of an obviously sleepy Baekhyun was rather humorous but she contained from reacting and simply draw a small smile and a nod as he let her inside the apartment. She stepped inside, looking around without that much focus and turning back to him. “Okay, thanks.” Yuju bowed lightly, chuckling subtly as she watched him walk away towards what she presumed it was his bedroom. 

Once more she glanced at the scenario around her, making her way towards the couch and sitting on it, making herself comfortable, as he mentioned. “Sorry to appear without a word first, I was... bored and thought about visiting you. I got some, news if you will.” She hesitated a little, unsure if it was a good idea to spill the beans about her upcoming plans and what has been happening lately. 

Yuju reached for her phone, hoping to see a certain name pop up in a message received or a missed call, but no luck. “Hows things at the bar? I heard there’s a lot of people around lately.”

Chances

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@krtaemin

Everything turned upside down in a blink of an eye. She had been now trailing through that endless maze for what seemed an hour and she only stopped once, when her eyes contemplated a very familiar thunderstorm miles away. She froze in her place as she watched with disbelief. This is a dream, he's not here, he cannot be here. She shook her head, still deciding to investigate whatever was beyond those lightnings and thunders. The walls that led the way were too smooth and trimmed for her to be able to climb them, annoyed at every turn and outraged at every dead end. Until she finally managed to be closer to the nature show and she slowly peeked at the end of the wall, her eyes widening when she saw his figure. 

Taemin... Zeus....  She dashed to hide herself, repeating words of skepticism as her body slide to make herself sit against the wall. If this was a dream, well it had to be a dream since it was the only logical explanation behind this messed up situation. Yuju had never dream, not after Hecate awakened and yet, she wasn’t surprised to find him in her very first dream. Her mind rushed to find a way to make sense in any of that, still an illusion, she wasn’t able to face him so suddenly and it was only with the brief sight of a sparkle of light in the distance that she manages to calm slightly. 

Yuju turns into a stand by mode, being focused on the little odd shaped object behind of the rusty door she had completely missed. She goes closer and closer and her eyes recognize the object as an egg. Her hands reach for it but yet her feet feel like sinking through the floor and her voice fails her to speak but she vocalizes a panicked echo, followed by screams as she tries to find a way to stop her body from getting swallowed.

{ you open the egg. unfortunately, there is no puzzle piece, but inside, there is a paper with an intriguing message. as if on cue, the dim lights go out. it’s hard to see where you stand and even harder to see where you’re going. but that’s the least of your problems especially when the ground seems to soften and you feel your feet slowly starting to sink. how would quick sand exist there of all places is beyond you, but it feels like a death trap. whether you take this trial alone or you manage to get help from someone else somehow, you need to act fast }

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jiminxkr:.

allure nightclub was easily one of his favorite places in the city– and working there was a huge plus. he enjoyed mixing drinks for the customers, especially ones that had nice tastes. it was delightful. bartending was one of the few activities he did that wasn’t normal enough for him to be his usual nice self, but didn’t get him drunk enough for him to be crazy. (which he was thankful for. god knows victoria would fire his ass if he got too wild at work.)

today, he saw a familiar face at the bar. a pretty girl– but the surprisingly dark undertones were practically radiating off of her. maybe it was her facials, maybe it was the way she seemed to look bored of life– whatever it was, he didn’t ask. he couldn’t. bartenders aren’t allowed to really talk to costumers, unless asked, of course.

which is why jimin is confused when the girl gives him the second drink she’d ordered– breaking his persona for just a second. “oh! uh– thank you,” he starts, trying to regain his composure, because he definitely isn’t supposed to act like a confused puppy on the job. taking back the cup, he takes a few sips, feeling the alcohol just slightly take an effect on him. “what was this act of kindness for– exactly?” he asks, raising an eyebrow and shooting her a small smirk.

“You’re welcome.” She smirked with his first reaction, quickly dropping it into a smile whose nature was more of mockery than anything else and before she spoke, she took a sip of her drink, savoring it slowly. “Act, of kindness?” Yuju snorted and shook his head, it was amusing, almost cute to hear someone say such thing of something she did. She looked back at him, smug smirk being obviously seen by the other. “Let’s go with that. Why not uh?” Rotating her whole body to face him, she scanned his face a little longer, also glancing around in case there was some nosy club people. “Well, you’ve been an efficient bartender and you’re cute”

She waited for him to go for another sip and held her glass to clink on his, even though he wasn’t in position to get loosen. “So you deserve an act of kindness in the shape of a drink.” Finishing her whole drink on the next sip, she sighed as she felt the alcohol go through her body and she stood up and rotated her face, relaxing the muscles of he neck and shoulders. “Though I imagine you’re not  a foreign to getting drinks offered.”

As a bartender, this boy probably had his fair share of people trying to hit on him, the common move being offering him a drink. Yuju wasn’t inclined to do such thing, instead, she simply found him a little less boring than anything around her that night. The drinks she already had before helped for her to me more, keen on approaching but she wasn’t fully charming, not yet at least. “Name’s Yuju, the kind.” She couldn’t help but to laugh at her own words, sounding so wrong, so unnatural.

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Velvet Petunia - @krxjieun​

Chances - @baekhyunxkr

Midnight Lingo - @jiminxkr

If I forgot someone, i am so sorry! Been setting up my life straight for the last days and my memory is going poop x_x Anyway, these replies here listed will come tomorrow! :3 Chats will also be answered tomorrow since it’s past midnight and i am very tired. love u all <3