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⟪ 오 무영 ⟫ ([personal profile] shamanist) wrote2017-12-09 08:40 pm

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kingofdeath: (Ready ready begin)

[personal profile] kingofdeath 2018-06-11 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
Oh Muyoung, I hear you're feeling guilty over Haruto's death.
kingofdeath: (just look at me)

[personal profile] kingofdeath 2018-06-11 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
My name is King Enma. I was Haruto's boss.
kingofdeath: (don’t worry trust me)

[personal profile] kingofdeath 2018-06-11 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
You're right. You had no part in his death but my subordinates have told me you can foresee when someone will pass.

Tell me, did you foresee Haruto's?
kingofdeath: (we can make it make it)

[personal profile] kingofdeath 2018-06-11 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
Again, absolutely correct but you feel guilty because clearly, you could've done something to stop his death.

Now, someone he actually loved has to deal with his untimely death. I've been with him since he was given to me. He has never loved anyone.
kingofdeath: (I see how anxious you look)

[personal profile] kingofdeath 2018-06-11 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
[it's fine. not like he doesn't have things to do to keep him occupied like setting up a room at his castle for muyoung]

You have been given a gift and yet, despite embracing it, you run from it. As a result, people die. Yes, as reapers we come for the soul but sometimes, things happen where we lose it and they are returned to their bodies.

The guilt you always feel is on you.
kingofdeath: (Don’t be afraid)

[personal profile] kingofdeath 2018-06-23 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
You can change that now.

[it's unclear whether or not he knew that muyoung was going to break down, making sending texts useless that he decided to appear in the other's home.

enma is leaning against one of the walls, arms crossed against his chest, watching muyoung breakdown.

does he feel sorry? just a little]
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[personal profile] kingofdeath 2018-10-26 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
[enma is a little impressed by muyoung’s ability to just look like he feels nothing in an instant. he wonders how long it took the boy to master that skill. however, he finds it stupid. what is the point of doing it when it’s clear that there are traces of his breakdown. when enma already knows he has been crying. when he can’t make his voice as emotionless as his face.

he removes himself from the wall and heads for muyoung, bending down in front of him. enma takes the human’s chin gently in his hand but there a minor tightness in the grip as his way of saying not to try anything unless muyoung wants to regret it]


You’re still young, Muyoung. You can still make up for all the deaths you let happen. For letting Haruto die.
deights: (marisol)

[personal profile] deights 2020-04-22 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's early morning Sunday, and the weather is grey and drab. It might rain later, and it's definitely starting to get cooler. For Marisol anyway, who sleeps under Muyoung's desk on a pile of blankets. Sometimes it's boring to sleep by herself though, and Ju often doesn't stay over, and Max's visits are few are far between. There's a lot less excitement here than Marisol would like.

She's always been a social little thing though, and she crawls out from under her desk drowsily, and patters over to Muyoung's bed. She lifts the blanket off his toes, sliding herself underneath and slinking her way up his body. When her head pops out beside his, she grins widely, wrapping her arms around him and settling in.
]
deights: (marisol)

[personal profile] deights 2020-04-22 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ Unfortunately for Muyoung, there is nobody else here to entertain Marisol, and the butcher doesn't open on Sundays. It leaves her a whole day open with nothing else but to force Muyoung to entertain her.

She's not looking for that now though. It's early, and she's still sleepy too. For now.

To his warning she only squeezes him tighter, rubbing her face against his hair.
]

Okaaa-ay.
deights: (marisol)

[personal profile] deights 2020-08-05 10:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ Marisol would be thrilled to be taken to the park so she could run around and cause a ruckus without the downstairs neighbour banging on the ceiling. Harassing the butcher, going to the park, and cuddling with Muyoung are her three favorite things in the world. The order of which she loves the most changes depending on her levels of hunger, but the situations themselves are always constant.

She settles happily into Muyoung's side, squeezing him affectionately and squishing her face against his for maximum amount of Muyoung. Today, the park is second on her list of things she wants to do, and this is the first.
]

Love you.
deights: (marisol)

[personal profile] deights 2021-03-08 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ Luckily for Muyoung, Marisol is not Max and will not gleefully rub his confession in his face later. In fact, words of affirmed affection have never been necessary for her at all, because she's known all along that Muyoung loves her. She's been able to feel it from the very beginning, and it doesn't matter whether it was because she has a genuine sense or whether she was just projecting her own feelings.

It wouldn't have changed her own feelings anyway, and she coos quietly, rubbing her face against his like an affection-hungry cat.
]

Really really really really really love you.
deights: (marisol)

[personal profile] deights 2021-04-02 10:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ Marisol really doesn't mind; she isn't playing a game of who loves who the most or who can one up the other until they give up, but needing more than anything to ensure that Muyoung knows just how much she loves and adores him.

Which is a lot. Even more than her five reallys- even as much as ten, twenty reallys. She adores him, loves him unconditionally, and isn't going to let a little face slapping stop her.

She squeezes him tightly, shuffling her body in even closer to make sure there's absolutely no space left between them.
]

Love youu.

[ Tiredly, low energy. She's starting to settle in and nod off, but not enough to let Muyoung go back to sleep without knowing that she loves him. ]
deights: (marisol)

[personal profile] deights 2021-06-12 10:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ Muyoung isn't as verbal with his affection as Marisol is, but she's never felt uneasy about it. Without him having to say it, she knows he loves her- she can feel it in her chest, all over her body, from even his smallest action.

She doesn't care how much he ruins whatever moment they're having, because she just loves him.
]

Noooo...
deights: (marisol)

[personal profile] deights 2021-12-04 12:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Whether he realises it or not, Muyoung proves his affection to Marisol every single day. That he's taken her in, that he lets her stay, that he brings her special snacks just to make her happy. Muyoung loves her, and he doesn't need to use so many words.

She's starting to lose steam, her tight squeeze of Muyoung's body just a little bit looser as she weighs heavily down on him.
]

Love youuu...