revamping muse, moving blogs

hey, guys. T_T 

i’ve wanted to make some changes for a while now and since my friend is dropping seyoon’s roommate, i decided to just take this opportunity to kind of start fresh with everything since his roommate played a big part in his development and there were new things i had to come up with. i’m really excited to be starting seyoon over (to some degree, anyway) and i think it’s gonna be a lot better this way. as well, i wanted to start over on a new blog where things weren’t so cluttered and i didn’t feel so much pressure so i hope that you guys will come with me~! if not, i hope you know that i’ve had a wonderful time interacting with you and i thank you for everything. 

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→ here’s a link to seyoon’s new blog (HERE) where you can find information about what all i’ve changed to his story line! ←

it’s mostly just background information that’s changed so if our muses know each other, there likely isn’t anything different about their relationship (there are some special cases where things have changed a lot, but i will approach those people personally). seyoon is relatively the same overall, his personality or interests haven’t changed. again, you will be able to see what exactly i’ve had to change in a post on my new blog. 

re: replies those i intended to reply to on this old account will be continued on the new account. there are a select few but i’m mostly just starting over so please plot with me! re: the status of this blog i’m keeping eldorvdo up for both reference and for the memories. feel free to unfollow though as i will no longer be active here from this point on. 

the pills taste like nothing but sweet relief. 

seyoon downs them all in what seems like a second, all except one. the one that slips out from between his fingers crashes to the floor like a meteor hurtling towards earth and, strangely, he can almost feel the entire building shake because of it. seyoon stares the single pill down hard before deciding it isn’t worth his trouble. there it stays, forgotten, though the empty container is laid to rest in the bin. for it he doesn’t even bother to say a prayer. he won’t even be saying one for himself. 

(prayers are only for those who deserve them, after all).

re: absolutely everything

apologies for my lack of activity recently. T_T if you follow me on twitter, you’ll know that i’ve been pretty active over there and have been taking a little break from tumblr. or, as i like to put it, hiding from these responsibilities. i will do my best to pick up the slack and get to working on replies and such, but i find that i just haven’t had the interest or motivation to log in here and do anything substantial. perhaps this is going to change soon considering things. 

things such as...

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”how can you not tell the difference between a lizard and a dinosaur? it’s so easy,” seyoon grumbled, mostly to himself. of course, seeing as he was the expert in that sort of field, it seemed odd to him that jun wouldn’t be able to tell the difference. sometimes it was hard for him to remember that not everyone was as passionate about some subjects (dinosaurs and reptiles, mainly) as he was. sometimes he just assumed that everyone was as big of a nerd as him. “thanks, though. i’m sure that will be comfortable enough. if not, i’ll just sleep on top of you anyway. you can’t stop me.”

seyoon probably couldn’t stop himself either. chances were, if what many people had told him was right (that he was a crazy sleeper), he’d be rolling on top of jun anyway, whether he meant to or not. jun would just have to deal with it if they would be sleeping in the same room.

“you know, i think there’s a word for that, isn’t there? when someone is in love with inanimate objects.” he reached for the sleeping bags and food as he tried to think of it, though the actual word couldn’t seem to come to mind. “i don’t know. i remember there was a famous documentary about that on the internet. do you do nasty things with those machines when you guys are alone together? because if so, i don’t want to touch any of them. just saying.”

“me? a magnet....?”

absolutely, he thinks. the very thought makes him laugh as well. as someone who hasn’t wanted to think too pessimistically, he has to admit that calling himself a magnet for troubles is a bit dramatic. everyone deals with situations they don’t like or that aren’t convenient. to think that he’s got it worse off than other people would be a bit silly. however, he can’t help but think at times that he truly is a magnet for troubles. minor troubles, anyway. usually. otherwise, why would he be having so many?

“i don’t know if i would say that. maybe i’ve just got some bad luck.” offering a shrug, he smiles at the other, wondering if she maybe feels the same way. “or maybe this is karma from my past life, or even from this life, just coming back to get me. i don’t know. karma’s a bitch, isn’t it? that’s what everyone says.”

seyoon laughs hard and loud at hyejung’s reaction, greatly amused by the moment of terror he’d given her (though perhaps it isn’t as funny as he thinks it is). truthfully, seyoon sees the younger as less of a potential partner and more of a little sister to protect, even if a lot of the times it feels like she’s the one having to protect him. it all has to come down to her experience with fighting and his lack thereof, as well as his pleas for assistance when approached by playground bullies. perhaps if hyejung were older, he’d be more open to the idea of them having a different type of relationship. for now, however, the cheek kisses and the fake dating are more than enough. at 18, hyejung still needs someone to watch out for her. seyoon would never feel right taking advantage of that.

“oh, shut up,” he bites back in amusement, clinking his glass against hers. after taking the shot, he sets the glass back down and sighs. “it’s not cute. i’m not cute. nothing about that situation was cute, okay? except... for the little girl, i guess. she was pretty funny and mean, but in a sort of adorable way. though i think someone really needs to teach her manners because if she’s willing to be that rude to a grown man like me, who knows what she’s doing to other kids her age? she might be a real bully. i’m going to tell her mom.”