ENTRE À L'OUEST

❝ dance, when you're broken open. dance, if you've torn the bandage off. dance in the middle of the fighting. dance in your blood. dance when you're perfectly free. ― rumi taemin lee. codename : koharu's adc

[adeulee-blog]

ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴜʏɪᴜɴ ɪɴ ʀᴇsᴘᴏɴsᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪs

⟨ SMS :  berlu ⟩ 9:03PM: ㅎㅎ i’m ooout 9:05PM: um.. do you have anything bigger than a hand towel?

[shiochaguol]

Lol what are you doing Taem?

[adeulee-blog]

"dude just…just pity laugh at least." ( welcome to smc! )

    he’s nothing but a bag of bones hunched over a bowl of half-eaten fruit by 08:30 am. all night, the roof shattered under the ricochet of rain. all night, the contradictions mumbling between need and nerve; the bouquet of bergamot wetting his jaw.

( five miles of striking asphalt doesn’t do much to undo the fog. ) jongin enters the kitchen, feet scuffing the floor, and every thought or feeling materializes while his intellectual-defenses are weakened from weariness.

lips quivering hinder his attempt to feign indifference. 

❛ you usually don’t give me the luxury of a pity laugh --- but i can’t help but laugh at your face right now.❜ suddenly, morning is beginning to look less shades de gris & more sunlit.

[adeulee-blog]

“Five bucks says you can’t lick your elbow.” : welcome to sm!

❛ i already know that i can’t. so that is five bucks i shall happily keep. ❜ 

[mysterylover]

GOODBYE

[adeulee-blog]

“Did you get dressed in the dark this morning?” ( welcome to smc! )

   two days. he has two days left to milk every viable opportunity from this unsupervised, brief exemption to his usual idol-related obligations. these allotted periods of break between the hustle & bustle allow for physical and mental recovery ( ’results may vary’ in fine print above slightly smaller fine print, ‘high possibility of self-meditative overload for the classic perfectionist’ ). by mid-day, when he’s emerged from his bed, he remembers that one redeeming quality to this metaphorical box – ‘consume with caffeine’.

coffee it is.

somewhere along the morning shuffle, he sends a message to krys, inquiring if she’d like to join him. she accepts the invitation amidst a bit of banter, he says his goodbyes to adam & eve, and they meet up in front of café Fritz. he dips his head in a small bow of greeting upon mutual recognition. but leave it to krystal, the aficionado of fashion & ever-so blunt to poke fun at his choice of garment rather than return the gesture.

 ❛ honestly, krys, was it too simple to just say hi?❜ he almost sounds as if he’s whining - unsurprising for the child that he is. ❛besides, i’m trying to lessen the likelihood of a scandal by detracting attention. ❜

[smlective-blog]

SMLECTIVE IS NOW WELCOMING: SHINEE’S TAEMIN !!

Please send him a great big welcome and follow him. Welcome to the family!

join smc . rules . about .

[forever5hines]

Taemin 1+1 teaser photo - black and white

[adeulee-blog]

so when will you stop being this ugly ? just wondering.

… aiden.

[adeulee-blog]

when taemin looks in the mirror

taemin: *strokes face* je t'aemin.

[riddlesregime-ops]

Memes

[mntzaki]

riddlesregime-ops:

  jealous / possessive  meme

“ you’re mine. you hear me? ”

“ were you with him/her? ”

“ why is she/he calling you? ”

“ do they know we’re together? ”

“ were you with him/her? ”

“ i don’t want you seeing them anymore ”

“ did she/he make a pass at you? ”

“ i know you were with her/him ”

“ you belong to me ”

“ i can’t believe you were with her/him ”

“ i don’t like the way he’s/she’s looking at you ”

“im NOT jealous ”

“ i thought you only had eyes for me ”

“ he/she can’t make you feel the way i make you feel ”

“ you’re too good for her/him ”

“is there someone else?”

“ you were flirting with them ”

“ they were flirting with you ”

“ i don’t want you talking to them again ”

“ i can’t stop picturing you with him/her ”

“ the thought of you with him/her makes me sick ”

“ tell me i have nothing to worry about ”

[thriftedrose]

these stairs lead to nowhere but they were still cool

[adeulee-blog]

me: look at that dog!

me: look at the moon!

me: look at that cloud!

me: look at the sunset!

me: look at that tree!

me: look at those flowers!

me: look at that leaf!

[tapeducttemporary-deactivated20]

Emotions??? In this economy !?!

[adeulee-blog]

ᴍɴᴛᴢᴀᴋɪ﹐ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ.

there’s a warmth against the base of his skull (like a furling fire); the last feint of tequila still thermal against his trachea. tongue cocked & half-lidded, he pinches one lip between forefinger and thumb. consciousness dwells in the contact. ❛ do you have anything for headaches? i feel like my head’s gonna pop. ❜

[adeulee-blog]

IT’S YOUR BOY DJ chillwave deep house pastel minimalistic tofuchan. comin’ at you with a starter call, so give this post a thumbs up and meanwhile i’ll just — sit here and continue to enjoy my snacks.

[adeulee-blog]

"Were you the one that people were saying fell and embarrassed himself yesterday?"

   pfff. that’s rough. humiliation colors his cheeks fuchsia, plucks the corners of his lips, tongue-kissed & berry-binge red ‘till he’s rounded over; a grinning, cackling fool. he remembers his face, a fashion of taut-porcelain - a bite into dry-ice when you fathom the indifference, and he thinks to himself ‘how contemptuous’, ‘the nerve’, but confrontation is avoidable & most sensible, so he rules to diffusing the tension with laughter in pursuit of lighthearted communion. “ i believe i tripped, but there was an absence of a fall. nope. did not fall. ”