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ghost (13:19) : keep it real or keep your distance (navigation)
“i read something about revenants, that they-” “what the fuck are revenants?” something i am. “woah, wait—are those fangs?!” “what, no. legit shut up before i punch you.”
he’s human, even if the blood coursing through his veins says otherwise.
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❛ How do you even sleep at night? ❜
출발: question sentence starters.not accepting.
Late-night August. The couple's figures laid upon the thick coverlet on the grassy hill, no one can name who these individuals are. The brunette's tresses sprawled above her head as her gaze fixates on the celestial body that glistens above the two. The pulchritudinous firmament being the main attraction of tonight's shenanigans. spontaneous plans are definitely a yes thing to do. With Siyoon earning a "day off" from his idol schedules, the two decided to go stargazing... last-minute. This where spontaneous plays off.
Their conversations flowed casually, the sound of laughter emitting from their lips, grabbing a few stares from the people around them. Being committed to such a toilsome career that involves making others happy besides yourself doesn't include constant leisure time. The fact that Miyeong had a companion during this time is quite implausible. For someone who doesn't show emotions all that well, the girl managed to stifle a laugh.
“How do you even sleep at night?”
His words seemed to echo in her ear, the thoughts in her head lingering around to find a response to say. the question caught her off guard since it was far from random making miyeong suppress a faint chuckle.
“Would you believe me if I said I don't sleep at night?”
...?
“I’m kidding! but, I do believe mediation helps. Along with some breathing exercises. I know it’s not really... ideal for you to do these things, but trust me. If you want to fall asleep in under minute, this would be your best option.”
A laugh escaped from between the male's pursed lips, receiving a side glare from the girl herself.
"Ha, ha, ha. Laugh all you want. If you can't go to sleep, don't go asking me anymore."
Meet MOON JUNSU, the (ILLEGITIMATE) SON of one of Korea’s most wealthy and well-known CHAEBOLS. Despite his blood, there’s nothing classy about him. He’s crass, asinine, and up to no good. You can find him vandalizing walls, bumming cigarettes, and drinking so much cheap beer you can practically hear his liver cry out in pain. DON’T BE FOOLED, and don’t think you can ‘CHANGE’ him; he’s not a bad boy with a golden heart– he’s just BAD. (at least, that’s what he tells himself)
original character. strictly literate. (n)sfw. // ( profile. ) ( history. ) ( wanted plots. )
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five fundamental clusters.
ㅡ of personality traits in contemporary psychology. ( original post )
OPENNESS TO EXPERIENCE
★★★★★★★☆☆ : likes new things ★★★★★★★☆☆☆ : likes novel settings ★★★★★★★★☆☆ : intellectual/ideas/imaginative ★★★★★★★★★☆ : enjoys art/culture/adventure
CONSCIENTIOUSNESS
★★★★★★★★★☆: self-disciplined ★★★★★★★★★★: hard-working ★★★★★★★★★★ : prepared/dutiful ★★★★★★★★★☆ : aims to overachieve
EXTRAVERSION
★★★★★★★☆☆☆ : outgoing ★★★★★★☆☆☆☆ : risk-taking ★★★★★★★★☆☆ : excitement-seeking ★★★★★★★☆☆☆ : physically adventurous
AGREEABLENESS
★★★★★★★☆☆☆ : trusting ★★★★★★☆☆☆☆ : compassionate ★★★★★★☆☆☆☆: empathetic ★★★★★★★☆☆☆ : enjoys company
NEUROTICISM
★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆ : angry ★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆ : depressed ★★★★★★★★☆☆ : anxiety ★★★★★★★☆☆☆ : emotionally stable
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d-18.
❛ Do you trust me? ❜
출발: question sentence starters.not accepting.
He’s different. Dissimilar, unalike, unlike. Names that seem to suit the uniformed stripling that stood in front of her living quarters.
His disheveled mien captured her attention, quirking her brow slightly. He hasn’t even changed out of his pizza delivery uniform, which bothered her just a bit. She also found it quite unhygienic on her end. The car door swinging open as she climbs into the passenger seat. Miyeong’s gaze fixated on the side mirror, her little silvery words escaping her lips in a chiding tone. “You should’ve changed out of your uniform at least.” Earning a witty remark from the male himself in response.
Between them, they’re acquaintances. Hawaiian pizza that he held in front of her doorway, various sunglasses propped on the bridge of his nose every time he dropped by with her order, and those ear buds that remained snug in his ears. Everything about him was riveting, inquisitiveness creeping in to get the better of the female. Small talk shared between the pair, acquaintanceship building up to its fullest potential. When he offered to drive her around town, she couldn’t repudiate such proffer. Painstaking training that happens on a daily basis along with piles of assignments that have to get proofread and turned in by twelve midnight? It’s time to stop and smell the roses for a change.
“Do you trust me?”
“If I didn’t trust you, I wouldn’t even be in this car with you.”
The petite female broke into a fit of laughter, her dainty hand reaching over to secure her frame with the car’s seatbelt. “Then hold on tight. You’re in for a ride.“ Shifting gears, he places his foot on the gas before zooming off on to the road expeditiously.
From that point onward pictures a very thrilled driver in his element and the poor female losing her dear mind.
° • ? ( QUESTION SENTENCE STARTERS.
❛ What are you doing? ❜ ❛ Where are you going? ❜ ❛ Where are you taking me? ❜ ❛ How is that working out for you? ❜ ❛ Is everything okay? ❜ ❛ Why are you acting like this? ❜ ❛ You think I would lie to you? ❜ ❛ Are you telling the truth? ❜ ❛ Are you sure you want to do this? ❜ ❛ This is your bright idea of a plan? ❜ ❛ What else do you want me to do? ❜ ❛ What else can I do? ❜ ❛ What do you think I should do? ❜ ❛ What makes you think that? ❜ ❛ Who told you that? ❜ ❛ Who are you? ❜ ❛ Why are you here? ❜ ❛ Who invited you? ❜ ❛ How come you ever asked me? ❜ ❛ Did you really mean all those things you said? ❜ ❛ Why did you have to go? Why did you have to leave? ❜ ❛ Why is it so hard for you to see that? ❜ ❛ Why don’t you understand? ❜ ❛ What don’t you understand? ❜ ❛ Are you joking? ❜ ❛ Did I miss anything? ❜ ❛ You don’t remember? ❜ ❛ Did you really say all that stuff about me? ❜ ❛ Did you think I would forget? ❜ ❛ How can you sit there and say that? ❜ ❛ How do you even sleep at night? ❜ ❛ Are you coming or not? ❜ ❛ Am I the only one freaked out right now? ❜ ❛ Are you laughing or crying? ❜ ❛ Who did this to you? ❜ ❛ Did someone hurt you? ❜ ❛ Is it just me or are you, like, ignoring me? ❜ ❛ You want me to apologize for something you did? ❜ ❛ Are you going to kiss me or not? ❜ ❛ Aren’t you the one who said it though? ❜ ❛ So, you don’t like me like that? ❜ ❛ Where do we go from here? ❜ ❛ Are you being serious right now? ❜ ❛ How was I supposed to know that? ❜ ❛ Oh, is that a challenge? ❜ ❛ Are you flirting with me? ❜ ❛ Are you going to let me go now? ❜ ❛ Are we done now? ❜ ❛ Why didn’t just ask me? ❜ ❛ You’re going to believe them over me? ❜ ❛ How can possibly think that? ❜ ❛ Did you even miss me? ❜ ❛ Did anyone even notice that I was gone? ❜ ❛ Why do you go around and kiss everyone? ❜ ❛ Did you kill them? ❜ ❛ Who’s blood is that? Is that your blood? ❜ ❛ Do you think this is a game? ❜ ❛ Are you having doubts? ❜ ❛ Why haven’t you been at school/work? ❜ ❛ Is there something going on that you need to tell me? ❜ ❛ You said you wanted to talk? ❜ ❛ What am I supposed to do? ❜ ❛ What did you expect to happen? ❜ ❛ How long you think you can keep this act up? ❜ ❛ You don’t like me? Do you? Like in a more than a friend way? ❜ ❛ Is that what everyone is saying now? ❜ ❛ Who do I remind you of? ❜ ❛ Are you hungry? Want to go get something to et? ❜ ❛ Are you drunk? ❜ ❛ Are you lost? ❜ ❛ What’s so great about any of that anyway? ❜ ❛ Are you even listening to yourself? ❜ ❛ What are you going to do about it, huh? ❜ ❛ What are you staring at? ❜ ❛ What are you doing out here? ❜ ❛ Why did you call the police? ❜ ❛ Wait, do you hear that? ❜ ❛ Why don’t you tell me anything? ❜ ❛ Hey, did you get me anything? ❜ ❛ Why didn’t you come over last night? ❜ ❛ What did you find out? ❜ ❛ Can I stay here for the night? ❜ ❛ Are you throwing rocks at my window? ❜ ❛ Are you crying? ❜ ❛ What are you laughing at me? ❜ ❛ Are you laughing at me? ❜ ❛ Do you not understand the word no? ❜ ❛ Is that it? Is that all? ❜ ❛ Are you in some kind of trouble? ❜ ❛ Yeah, but, you have me. So why bother? ❜ ❛ What’s love got to do with it? ❜ ❛ This is where we kiss, right? ❜ ❛ Do you ever not just only think about yourself? ❜ ❛ Are going to leave me again? ❜ ❛ What’s wrong with that? ❜ ❛ Do you have anything you need to say to me? ❜ ❛ I think I’m going to puke. Is there a trash can in here? ❜ ❛ You really don’t know why I’m mad at you? ❜ ❛ Why do you treat me like I’m not important to you? ❜ ❛ Why are you telling me this? ❛ Are you ready? ❜ ❛ What’s with all the questions? ❜ ❛ I thought this is what you wanted? ❜ ❛ Where do you think you’re going with this? ❜ ❛ You’re just going to leave? ❜ ❛ Do you trust me? ❜ ❛ You love me? Or you think you love me? ❜ ❛ When will it ever stop? ❜ ❛ Do you think it’ll ever go away? ❜ ❛ What are you doing this weekend? ❜ ❛ You called for back up? ❜ ❛ What did I just witness? ❜ ❛ How do you cope when the one you love is with somebody else? ❜ ❛ Have you ever thought it? ❜ ❛ Are you wearing a wire? ❜ ❛ Is there something wrong? ❜ ❛ Is it something I said or something I did? ❜ ❛ What’s wrong? I thought that it was okay? ❜ ❛ Are you going to hold that against me forever? ❜ ❛ So, tell me, what else is new? ❜ ❛ You never actually cared, did you? ❜ ❛ You went to a party without me? ❜ ❛ Why wasn’t I invited? ❜ ❛ Do you think that’s a little fucked up? ❜ ❛ Oh, so you do speak? ❜ ❛ Do you think it’s really worth it in the end? ❜ ❛ How many more times do I have to tell you? ❜ ❛ You didn’t think that it would bother me? ❜
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Ever since she decided to confront the auricomous fellow outside his door, it seemed like the two were always crossing paths. From exchanging muffled hello’s at the mailroom to standing beside each other in some stuffy elevator with other residents living in their building. Small talk luxuriated into exchanging numbers, which was practical for her just incase her neighbor decides to be blusterous with his music. Whipping out her phone into her hands, she shoots him a quick text.
sms → 정준서 ( sent at 11:31 pm ) ○ thanks for lowering it down. ○ seriously. i can finally lay down in peace without hearing such… garbage. ○ no offense to your music taste.
agenda → as of july 11th, 2017.
to my precious gumdrops who have helped me out by reblogging my ad, i would like to thank you all very much. ㅠㅠ i honestly didn’t expect that many notes at all, yet i’m beyond thankful.
starters: @antiira @sarcemia @lvriical @jaeneral @yeosong @yulrei @ingeniocs. it won’t let me tag a bunch of other people for some reason, hm. i apologize for that in advance if i managed to forget about you.
most of my starters will be at least a paragraph long! i can’t seem to start threads without some background information. but it’ll take me a while to write these starters up since typist’s schedule is a bit packed for the month of july.
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Nocturne No.15, Op.55 - I. Andante In F Minor
By Composer Fryderyk Franciszek Chopin
Arthur Rubinstein, Pianist
antiira:
IT HAD BEEN A WEEK since Junseo’s roommate moved out and it only took about four hours before he fully understood the freedom that being a single resident could bring. Each day he did something a little more liberating that by the time Day 7 came around, he for example, tried turning his apartment into a nightclub by blasting every rap song he knew and cocktailing different drinks in his underwear without any protest, judgment, or inquiry.
Rich Chigga’s collaboration with Keith Ape and X on Gospel garishly streamed from Junseo’s laptop, its beat going hard without remorse for anyone’s eardrums. Junseo leaned against the counter, cigarette planted firmly between his lips as he brought the lighter to the end of it. After taking a long drag, he blew out the smoke and bobbed his head to the bars, hands going up as he went to the cabinet to make the fourth drink of the hour. He stuck the cigarette in his mouth as he looked through the pantry for a bottle of Stoli. Upon realizing he hadn’t replenished his stash, he settled for Ketel One instead and made himself a Screwdriver. Ash fell onto his shirt as he did so and before becoming perturbed, he sat the cigarette on the ashtray and pulled his white tee off to throw into the accumulating pile of laundry in the bin.
Sure, when Hyesu lived there, he could be in his boxers with her around, but she wouldn’t particularly like it. Living alone gives him the kind of liberties and irresponsible habits that a twenty-four year-old can have. And sometimes those habits affect others in the apartment building.
Another sunlit day has glistened through the windows of Miyeong's place, the irradiation that brightened up the room soon focused on the female in the middle of the foreroom. As Claude Debussy's solo piano piece, "Rêverie", plays serenely in the background, she places a foot on top of the lilac colored yoga mat before sliding her front foot forwards and the other one branching out backwards. Stretching was always part of her daily routine and a must thing to do before she heads off to do errands.
Lissome intervals ascending to tuck a few stray strands of her chocolate tresses behind the fold of her ear as she switches positions into the Adho mukha śvānāsana stance. She furrowed her brow at the unpleasant music blaring through the neighbor's speakers from the floor below, making the little two month puppy skitter across the living room and into the female's room. How can someone be so... pestiferous? She has never met her neighbors personally, but always greeted them with a quick "hello" since they did live in the same building and to show some courtesy of course. There is one homebody that caught her eye in particular. The fair-haired male that she encountered in the mailroom. His appearance screams attractive in that little head of hers, yet she would shake her head to abandon such preposterous notion. With a subaqueous sigh escaping her lips, she puts on a sweater to cover up her upper-half, making her way towards the door with her keys. "푸딩! I'll be right back!"
Making her way towards the second floor, her dainty finger counting down the doors to find which one was right under hers. It wasn't arduously to find where the music was coming from. She brings her fist up to the door in front of her, knocking on it rather loudly since she doubts he would be able to hear these soft little knocks. Her knocking turned into banging real quick, waiting for the so-called person to open the door and turn it down. "CAN YOU AT LEAST... TURN IT DOWN? I WOULD HIGHLY APPRECIATE IT--" The door suddenly swung open to reveal the face of the person with the atrocious taste in music. Blondie?
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