start a riot !!

multi-muse. multi-verse.  oli // 21+ // she.

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i’ll be on in a few hours to get it crackin’, it’s cleaning day for my room and a clean room always gives me a surge of energy to write! 

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if been DREADING finishing my muse page, so i literally ran away from tumblr for a minute but here’s me attempting to get back up to it! (with less stress on novel length bio’s) bare with me as i pop back on the dash! 

[nocturnexsins-archived]

Reblog if you are willing to do toxic ships

Not every love is sweet and kind Sometimes, love is dangerous Poisonous, addictive, obsessive Leaving emotional, mental and physical scars Don’t want to walk away, refuse to let go To need, no matter how much it hurts To know the same pain is returned Because some don’t want just the sweet They crave the bitter too

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[hanwooz]

black-haired vernon is back 🖤

[sweetcocktailsandrooftopkisses]

I think manipulation is the greatest art of them all

(via mecixan)

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whew, okay, i got some replies done! i’ll be back later to finish the rest, and get back to dm’s and plotting! 

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[hanjwons]

we don't talk together (feat giriboy) (prod. by suga) - heize

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sweetchacs​:

“ welcome! ”  maybe  atsushi  sounded  a  tad  bit  too  enthusiastic  there.  his  smile  dwindled  as  he  was  now  close  enough  to  see  it  -  and  her.  a  fly  head  that  feeds  on  her  negative  energy,  he  thought,  wondering  if  it  would  be  right  to  just  slice  it  into  sashimi  right  there  and  then,  and  free  this  woman  of  the  weight  she  might  be  feeling.  then  again,  he  might  need  some  more  observation.  “ you  look  so  tired,  can’t  sleep  well? ”  he  decided  to  try  and  start  a  conversation.  the  next  best  thing  is  for  him  to  chase  her  and  knock  her  unconscious  in  order  to  gain  time  to  remove  the  curse.

once the wallet reached her hand, she peeked inside, confirming nothing else slipped out- or has been taken. this man seems to mean no harm but she needed to be sure. she herself is a con-woman, and knows first hand that looks can be deceiving. realizing it’s all there, she looked up answering his question, a little skeptical. “no, not really.” nara squinted at him, crossing her arms. “i can sleep for 10 hours straight and feel like i’ve had none..” she thought for a second, wondering how he knew. “are the eye bags giving me away?” 

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egcsti​:

          jasper just looked at him, cogs visibly turning in his head. five bucks was nothing to him considering how much he blew just on cigarettes alone but the problem wasn’t that he didn’t have five bucks.   ‘ i don’t carry change or anything. the smallest note i have on me is a 50. ’   rich kid problems.

frankly, kyuntae didn’t see the problem cause he had just the solution. “well- i’m down for negotiation.” the racer grinned. “buy a medium strawberry rolled ice cream with no whip cream from that stand, get your change- let me hold the ice cream while you count your money, and bam, you give me a five and you’ll get an autograph- transaction complete.” 

[imamxdel]

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

Sorom bit back her smile. She wasn’t used to such direct attention, despite what her job required from her. This time it didn’t feel particularly unflattering or someone poking fun at her, but she was still curious as to why they were watching her so intently. 

“Oh…” She touched the top of her head to where her hat was laying. She’d almost forgotten about it completely. It wasn’t particularly flattering on her, but the sun was beaming down brightly and it was starting to hurt her eyes. The model giggled to herself. “I know it isn’t pretty, but it’s keeping me comfortable.”

@pxndoraax​ \ starter

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a keen eye for business, fashion and people are things minji prides herself in. and now, her fashion senses were tingling- but not in the way they usually do. minji’s eyes were drawn to this girl, no matter the hat- her frame and appearance seemed familiar. where has she seen her before? minji got lost staring, she didn’t even notice her gaze was peering too hard into the other until they spoke up. 

“ah-...no, nevermind the hat..” her brows dipped. “you’re a model aren’t you? you just did a feature for W magazine, right?”

[depression-stays-but-you-dont]

sorry for not talking to anyone i am completely one hundred percent disconnected from this reality

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tokyowild​:

Ikumi wasn’t normally one to bother folks. Sure, she could do it sometimes without meaning to, but accidents happened. In this case, she’d been aching for some fresh air and made for a café close to her friend’s apartment. Even with their face masks, she had slowed outside the establishment, dark brows crinkled as she eyed the barista dealing with what seemed to be the trash. A haze of flashing lights and lacquered poles pulsed in her memory, agile bodies expertly twisting to and fro. So when it hit her, it was sudden, and she was almost thankful for her mask that hid her newly sheepish expression. Lips pinched together, she leaned in, mindful to keep a safe distance before she whispered as if conspiratorial. “I can’t be entirely sure, but do you happen to have another job? One that involves you being pretty flexible, maybe..” 

dahye almost found herself just staring. who is this? a co-worker... a customer? her mind couldn’t quite pin-point; especially since she was wearing a mask. / taking a breath, she finished tying her hair in a ponytail. “yes, i do. the chicken place d-...” too hasty, she started answering the first without hearing the next- and she choked up, shit. “uh- well, their hours are hectic, so yeah you’ve got to be flexible for some days.” a lie. dahye nodded, trying to maintain a subtle smile. chuckling a little, she pick up the trash bags and walked a few steps to the garbage bucket. “were you looking to apply?”

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sidelinesx​:

chloe rolled her eyes as her expression dominated by sourness. “ I don’t want to play anymore. “ she whined, even crossing her arms, turning her back to the other. why would she play with someone who keeps irritating her nerves? “ go find someone who’s willing to play with a jerk like you. “

eojin’s grin faltered briefly. “hey- you can’t bail on me.” he playfully whined back, not exactly acknowledging the fact he was talking to the back of her head and that she called him a jerk. that wasn’t the first time. it always made him smile when she did. of course, he shouldn’t be internally laughing- but he definitely was. “who else gets as annoyed as you? it’s just no fun.” after a few moments of her not turning around, he began to poke at her sides.

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galaxyburned​:

“ alright we get it , you won. “

“do you? okay.” eojin grinned, leaning his cheek to her. “how about an award- ya know, for winning.” 

[tensdoodles]