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no-zomi

"You fucker—" Patience is long lost and Jay doesn’t hesitate to punch the other male as he approaches him, irritation growing within seconds, getting him ragging, anger flickering in dark hues as he spits on the ground, shaking his head from side to side. It is rushed and people are staring. After all, a fight in the middle of the street is not approaciated, neither welcomed.

Jay hisses, taking a long step forward as he pushes the male, sudden scream almost deafening him with the male losing his balance, collapsing on the ground, in between the chairs in the outdoor cafe. The female’s voice is pitched, surprise sprawling across her features as she barely managed to step back, almost hit by the tall man. Jay gasps quietly. He does never want strangers to be involved in his personal fights. It is simply unnecessary. Usually, he leaves without any explanation, yet once his eyes meet the woman’s stare, still full of confusion, spark of anxiety flickering in her orbs, thin arms embracing her own little frame. He suddenly loses it. The urge to brush her off and not apologize.

"Are— you okay?" The tone of his voice is not polite, neither laced with concern, even though he wishes to seem at least a bit apologetic. "I didn’t mean to scare you."

Alice could feel her pulse beating upon her ears, blocking out all background noises except for the breath that was raggedly moving in and out of her suddenly dry lips. Each puff of her warmth spilled at irregular, gasping intervals. It wasn't every day she'd see something so unfamiliar-- something so foreign before her eyes. It was a dreaded event that no individual, at least in general, would be looking forward to. Because now, she was involved.

She couldn't help the brief, pitched scream that heedlessly ripped through her throat. It was the kind of scream anyone would be embarrassed about-- but it couldn't be helped. She was easily caught off guard. They were a mere pair of eyes, yet had grasped more than enough anger for even her thoughts to enter the dark corners of her mind. The stranger captured her gaze as Alice kept still, unable to feel anything-- Unable to see anything except for the latter whose words seem to be directed at her. She felt completely numb. Alice was unable to break the gaze; The connection had to be held. The more she stared, the more color had drained from her already pale features. She was never the type to fancy the adrenaline one experiences upon being pushed out of their comfort zone-- but then again, fate has never been a good friend towards the petite woman. It was almost as if it enjoyed pushing her over her limits.

"I-- I swear I didn't see anything. R-Really!" Her current state was unable to disguise her evident fear as her voice shook along with her slim hands. "I'm just on my way home-- Have a good day, sir." Dipping her head multiple times, the only thing that was lurking along her mind was the instinct of going straight to report it-- Albeit not exactly knowing who to turn to, she knew it was the right thing to do.

#no zomi #para #para;no zomi #[[ i got carried away ;;#[[ sorry for the late response

ggossamer

#s.pilledsecrets

Feb.09.15.

Being down for absolutely no reason is possibly one of the worst things to experience. The inability to grasp onto the numerous possibilities of the unknown cause takes over your thoughts and actions, which could easily lead you to push everyone around you away. Which is ridiculous because not only does that make matters worse, you would also only leave others to watch it all happen and distance themselves from you. Because let’s face it, no one likes an individual who’s always down, right? But it’s genuinely impossible for others. Impossible for me to avoid the inevitable. Constantly do I trap myself in the negatives and through the dark corners of my mind. And it’s hurting because no one knows. No one knows the amount of times I’ve silently cried to myself. I experience this countless of times and I’d like to believe that these are just phases I go through every now and then but I just want it all to stop. I’m aware that the only person that’s holding me back from being happy is myself yet I choose not to do anything about it.. But it’ll pass. I know it will..

#entries;

nvthniel:

He passing by the street, walking at a slowed pace since he was in absolute no rush that day; he was free for once, all work completed and delivered; he felt good that was all he could say. That was when out of nothing, a stranger walked in his direction with a bunch of papers in her hands; he was unsure of why, but she screamed out those words, seeming to be truly upset. His instinct was to raise his hand and slowly place it over her shoulder as he took a step closer, worry crossing over his features. He gazed down at the papers, before adverting up to her face again, speaking in a calm tone;

— ❝Miss, are you alright?”

It wasn’t completely foreign for the woman to have sleepless nights. Often would Alice need to twist and turn around the comforts of her own bed, hoping to find a comfortable position for sleep to well through. It wasn’t like there was something troubling her to keep her up at night, nor stress to get her anxiety running. None of that. It was simply because her mind wouldn’t allow itself to crash. Of course— that only led to a grumpy Alice. She was five feet filled of furry. The last thing she needed as of right now was for her discourteous, naggy, inconsiderate boss to add onto the fuel. Alice wasn’t the brightest individual around and she’ll gladly admit that. But besides her passion for dance, without a doubt she doesn't possess any other set of skills that could easily get her to grasp onto a different kind of occupation. She couldn't afford losing her job. Thus, having no choice but to obey every little command her boss demanded.

— ❝ Alright?! Are you kidding?! I'm about to knock out my boss right on her face! Just 'cause I'm her damn employee, does NOT mean she could take advantage of me. I don't even know how to evaluate these papers and she knows that! Hold me back 'cause I'm about to swing--! ❞ .. Talk about a good first impression.

#nvthniel #para #para;nvthniel

xingtiste:

Yixing’s feet barely lift from the ground while he gaze remains fixated on the tray with numerous mugs stacked on top into a pyramid. There was a reason he never applied to be a waiter, mostly because his upper arm strength wasn’t the greatest and also because he knew he could never manage to successfully carry the overflowing trays of dishes they had to lug around. So, no— he really had no idea what he was doing. But, for the sake of trying to impress the girl seated only a couple tables away from the counter he was trailing out from behind, he could pretend he did.

"Of course I do. I’m a total expert at this."

Though, he’s spoke all too soon and he notices a few cups teetering back and forth before he quickly sets the tray back onto the surface of the counter because good god he didn’t want all those broken mugs coming out of his paycheck. Yixing feels warmth creeping onto his cheeks while he subtly rubs the back of his neck with a bashful little chuckle.

It was refreshing to be at the presence of another cafe other than her own. The distinct aromas and tastes of each different shop was always a pleasant experience. All had offered the same bittersweet and luxurious pungent scent, yet at the same time, offered a definite, unique and contrasting flavor from one coffee shop to another. Alice was obviously hooked. She couldn't last a day without a cup-- sometimes two. Though half of her was focused onto the steaming cup of Café Mocha (tickling her nose as the steam casted off), most of her attention was placed upon an arguably attractive man who particularly looked clueless in terms of executing a certain task. Her eyes widened and as if on cue, her lower limbs manages to bring her up from her seat, an instinct in wanting to help the latter.

"An expert, huh? I could totally see that."

Her eyes twinkled into small crescents, coupling it with a soft chuckle as she created a sarcastic remark, hoping to instill a slight sense of comfortableness between the two strangers. His face was unfamiliar but she wouldn't mind making small talk with another individual. What's there to lose?

#xingtiste #para #para;xingtiste #icon

wngjxs:

It wasn’t often that Jackson gets mad but today just happened to be one of those days. He was grateful for the female’s presence as an exasperated sigh escapes his lips, releasing all the pent-up anger he had inside. “I just don’t understand why they feel the need to do that.” He explains with a huff, shoving his fingers inside his pocket. He didn’t know what he expected from the female, however hearing her words was certainly not what he thought. The need to laugh emerges in the male, however it contrasted with the anger he continued to feel and for once, he was at a dilemma. “I—” He lets out, staring at the female with wide eyes, a brow raised in slight amusement. "I can’t with you, I swear." He lets out in defeat, breaking out into a small grin, his laughter filling the room. "Stop~" He whines.

At this point, Alice wasn't even paying attention anymore. Jackson in such a state was an image she had never anticipated, nor even thought possible. It was something that had never crossed her mind, causing her to be dazed as her mouth mindlessly hung in awe. Her gaze gave into scrutiny around his tightening jaw, his brows constricting together whilst his angered words invaded one ear, only for them to exit out the other.

"You're hot when you're mad." She wasn't even aware of those blunt words managing to spill from her lips. Not until her friend's reaction had dragged her back down to her right conscious. Seeing that it brought a bubble of laughter from the male, she was conflicted on whether to feel embarrassed or successful in terms of being able to bring a smile out of his maddened condition.

"Well hey it's true. It's an amazing sight, if we're being honest here. I should anger you more often," shrugging her slim shoulders, she manages to permit a soft chuckle in attempt of concealing her evident, warm cheeks, "Don't waste your time going off about them. They probably only did it to irritate you and we don't want them to win by you caving in, now would we?"

#wngjxs #para #para;wngjxs #babe

❝ Hey now, you know I'm the type to never lie about something like this. You were nothing but amazing to me. Julia, you know you still are. ❞ — A warm smile pales into view from the corners of her lips, her faint dimples dent- ing through the female's bare features as she reaches out to ruffle the latter's dark tresses, something Alice had always done. It's been a while since the duo have last a- ppeared upon each others' presence. Truth be told, the elder somehow felt conflicted. Though refreshing to still have Julia as a close companion, having someone who once meant so much reflect upon the bru- nette's gaze just to breathe into the lungs of their memories was at times unsettling, Her broken promises never failed to bruise her already tainted thoughts. ❝ Nonetheless, it's great seeing you again. Are you perhaps free at the moment? I'm on my way to work. I can make us some coffee. Come on. It'll be on the house. ❞

#lustjiyexn #icon #icon;lustjiyexn

hyelinus:

Was she hyper? Maybe that’s why she was acting like a complete five year old. Then again she hadn’t had sleep in who knows how long, so that could also be a factor. Either way she was completely out of her mind, which was evident when she set up a little drum set in the elder woman’s kitchen, banging on it with her spoons, also breaking some in the process. If that wasn’t childish enough, Hyejeong then proceeded to through the pots back into the cabinet once she was scolded, not even bothering to fix in it’s original order. Okay, so maybe it wasn’t hyperness, but extreme moodiness from exhaustion. “I don’t want the cookie anyway, damn.” Yeah, definitely moodiness.

Unbelievable. As much as she loved having Hyejeong's company upon her presence, she couldn't quite process some of the childish acts the younger female had always displayed. This was just another event to add onto the long list. The familiarity of not getting enough sleep was something that had grown into a monotonous routine for the petite female. It wasn't completely foreign for her to struggle through the day with two to four cups of coffee a day. It's something she had gotten used to but with the given circumstance of her being able to slumber for an hour more taken away from her causes nothing but irritance to pale through her bare features. Her brows tugged together, hands situating themselves onto her hips as she gave a glare of scrutiny towards her friend. She didn't even bother asking how she slipped into her home. That didn't matter right now. "Okay, who are you and how could you possibly turn a cookie down? Looks like you're just as exhausted as I am, so please. Just get some rest on the couch or something, I still have an hour 'till work. Have the cookie, just no more drums."

#hyelinus #para #para;hyelinus #[[ sorry this was late #;;

reminiscis

▲

▲: How our muses first met. (x)

▋ A daily dose of caffeine, nowadays, seems to be something every single adult around needs to keep their minds working throughout the day, a habit developed probably because most people are sleepy during a great part of their days, having the caffeine as hope to keep them from falling asleep at work. For some, it works, for other, not much, and to third cases, caffeine just happened to be an addiction with no real reason to be injected into their bloods. There is something about the caffeine, probably some addictive drug of some kind that keeps people dependent on it—Thomas wasn’t able to escape the system, considering the young male would need at least one dose of coffee every single day if he didn’t want a hell of a headache.

Walking past the door and into a nice, cozy coffee shop not far from where he lived, the photographer made his way through the hall and towards a small table by the window, curious eyes fascinated by the pouring snow that wouldn’t stop. Carefully, he pulled out his pair of gloves along with the scarf that was previously around his pale neck in order to place both on top of the table, his camera that was hanging by the right side of his waist being placed on top of the nice fabric of his scarf as he released a soft sigh. It was early in the morning and he had to get his brain working if he wanted to attend to two events on the same day.

Not long passed by and a young-looking, pretty girl came to take his order, dark orbs lifting from his phone so he could let them meet the female’s gaze—it wasn’t usually that he would think people were pretty, handsome, or anything related, but he had to admit, she did have the looks and some people would probably go there only to admire. Brushing the thought off, the male ordered the usual, being it a slice of chocolate cake accompanied by a hot cup of black coffee, which happened to be his favorite.

While waiting, his fingers reached for the camera laying on the table, opening the digital screen on it and passing picture after picture so he could analyze his previous work. It was habit, to keep going through his own pictures over and over again, making sure the ones he wasn’t satisfied with wouldn’t go along with the request of his clients, guaranteeing then a good quality and perfect pictures—well, not that he took perfect pictures but, when it came to photography, Thomas was indeed a perfectionist.

Apparently his deep monochrome orbs averted to the side on the right moment, the sight of the same girl who had taken his order tripping unfolding before his eyes, having the young male more than quickly placing his camera on the table before he could stand up and have long arms looping around the female’s slim waist so he could keep her from falling, a sigh of relief escaping him because wow, she was even able to keep everything that was on the tray intact.

“T-Thank you …” Her voice was soft, yet shy from what he was able to catch.

“You’re welcome, miss. Please be careful.” And that was when his arms released the warm body from his hold, stepping back while rubbing at the back of his neck. No, he wasn’t one to enjoy physical contact, though when it came to situations like this, it was impossible to avoid it—and he had to admit, it wasn’t all that bad.

#[[ this is cute ;;#[[ i was only able to read this just now OTL #thmsoh #keep;#[[ we should start a thread~

knxight-deactivated20150319

➝ alivewhvte

The weather never seemed to be in Lucas’ favor. When there was need of sunlight, thunderclouds shrouded the sky. When he felt like draping on thick clothing to avoid the chill of the cold, the sun would appear out of no where with its scorching radiation. Needless to say, luck was something that Lucas never had. Today was one of those unfortunate occurrences, this time concerning with former rather than the latter. Nimbostratus clouds hovered above the streets of Seoul with no signs of mercy. It was going to rain, hard. “What a drag. .” Words of annoyance slipped through his lips as Lucas made a bolt for shelter.

Soon enough, precipitation fell heavily with the random mix of ice pellets, or hail. His field of vision was nearly obstructed by the heavy waves of small icicles, but Lucas kept on running (without really knowing what or who was ahead of him) The nonexistent luck he had played it part then where he crashed into a figure, presumably smaller than him due to his head feeling no contact. Using logic, or common sense that is, anyone would be hurting from a fall like that, on this hard pavement. But there were no time for apologies so Lucas took the unknown person’s hand and dragged them along to a cafe.

”I’ll pay for any medical bills if you’re hurt, but now’s not the time to worry about that.”

alicewhvte-blog

The temperature was falling fast. It didn't take too long for the rain to come pestering down the ground as the line of grey clouds pulled the woman's small frame into its embrace. The cold rain pelted along her feet, drumming a hypnotizing rhythm that tickled her ears, as the dark clouds captured her gaze. Despite the evident gloomy aura the weather had always offered, rainy days were arguably one of the most beautiful things to have ever existed. The clouds blanketed her surroundings, letting a few rays of feeble sun slip past the barrier as it reflected against the small puddles the cold climate had managed to offer.

She wasn’t expecting anyone. It was the same old ritual, day by day, after a long evening of practice. Wandering eyes had gazed from left to right, her petite figure growing impatient as she waited for her bus to arrive. She was exhausted and all she needed right now was a goodnight’s sleep. Rubbing her hands together, she emitted a mass of warm breaths into her palms before she was abruptly bumped into, knocking her flat onto her ass as a loud groan of annoyance ripped from the back of her throat. Catching a quick glance at the taller male, she'd recognize his distinct facial features anywhere.. Lucas.

❝ What the FUCK?! Was that really necessary? Let go of me--!! Is this your way of picking up girls? ❞

#knxight #icon #icon;knxight

Woo! -he exclaims while smiling wide, raising both his arms above his head- Your enthusiasm is very catchy hahaha! I think you and I will get along great!

So I've been told. [`feels heat creep up her cheeks, feeling a slight sense of embarrassment before emitting a small chuckle as her eyes crinkled into small crescents ] Are you up to something? Let's get to know each other a bit.

#re #parkxxchanyeol

fvkboi-deactivated20150407

It was a very late evening. The night was blistering cold. The wind made Yifan’s red ruby eyes water, it seemed like the demon was crying. Surely he laughed because he found it hysterical. The humans around each corner of the street stared, arching there eyebrows at the tall darkling. Yifan cared less what people thought about him. So, he continued on his way in the crowded street. Passing through shops left and right. With a cigarette between his finger tips. He inhaled a puff of it toxins throwing away the cigarette bud on the ground, crushing it with his black boot. It’s been awhile since he last had any blood and he was growing anxious. Luckily, he saw a petite woman, nice brown locks cascading down her the back of her winter coat. Quickly with enough force, he managed to bump into her before he killed her.

Her stupid and dumb face made him roll his eyes. Out of all the females in this city it had to be his best-friend.

"It had to be you, had it. My appetite died" he let go of her arm. Alice frowned something typical his friend would do. He waited for her insult, he could feel it.

alicewhvte-blog

Regardless of the dry hands, rosy cheeks, and the constant runny noses, winter was arguably the most beautiful thing to have ever existed. There was so much beauty— a collection of many things— in such a small, fragile word; Winter. It was as if the world around her was imprisoned in a small snow-globe— each individual snowflake gliding its way gently onto the ground, the only thing that would fill the comfortable silence. Its lacerating winds had stripped off the remaining leaves that had latched onto a tree, leaving them bare and vulnerable to icy coats the winter season has ought to offer. Seldom do their arms groan under the weight of the snow as it would eventually creak and collapse. Winter had always been her favorite season. There was absolute beauty in almost everything around her.

She wasn't expecting anyone. It was the same old ritual, day by day, after a long evening of practice. The snow that laid beneath her feet was almost like a blank canvas, and even if it was as plain as it could be, it was already considered a masterpiece. Wandering eyes had gazed from left to right, her small frame growing impatient as she waited for her bus to arrive. She was exhausted and all she needed right now was a goodnight's sleep. Rubbing her hands together, she emitted a mass of warm breaths into her palms before she was abruptly bumped into. The stranger reeked of cigars mixed with a strong cologne that had tickled her nose. She'd recognize that scent anywhere.

❝ You were the one that chased after me before you even realized who I was. Tsk. You're missing out. I'm sure my blood tastes great. Do me a favor and take me home? It'll save me a few extra bucks. ❞

#sangmortelle #para #para;sangmortelle #[[ its late ;; mianhae

clvrkent-deactivated20150821

Shaking his head, Clark found himself in disbelief at the woman’s words. Though he did love Alice dearly, he couldn’t fathom over the fact that she needed him to stop her. Wasn’t the answer obvious to her? His blue eyes narrowed at her, reaching over to pinch her cheek, “Listen, you’re not a child anymore. I do baby you, but you should know that you can’t be going around, punching your bosses in the face. I shouldn’t have to tell you when to stop, Alice. That’s your choice.”

alicewhvte-blog

Her shoulder slumped over in defeat. Clark had always managed to know the right words to say. She spoke with bitter intentions and didn't take the time to mull over the consequences of actually throwing a punch at her boss. Pulling away from the tug on her cheek, her lips curled into a subtle pout. "I know, I know.. I'm sorry. You know I wouldn't be able to do it anyways. I'm only all talk but other than that, my strength equals an 8 year old kid."

#clvrkent #icon #icon;clvrkent

clownitorii-blog-deactivated202

ー「Ｉ」ー

❝Not even. This place is very plain and, surprisingly, kid friendly(?) Some people bring their child in here and it’s weird. Any - ways, I do have iced tea. I guess it does? Not many order iced tea so I forgot. It’s good to see your face again though.❞

alicewhvte-blog

— ❝ That's true. I wouldn't say plain, though. Your beauty holds this place together. I mean, come on. I'm sure you're aware of how many men you've pulled into this place. It helps the busi- ness. Speaking of work, when will they give you free time to finally hit me up? We need to catch up. ❞

#ircne #icon #icon;ircne

luhanflowerboy-deactivated20161

What time is it? || A & L

Settling with an animated wave in the other’s direction, Luhan hopes he doesn’t disrupt the comfortableness blanketed over the two. Not one for physical touch, he knows this isn’t a proper substitution for a handshake, but he figures tossing an incentive will divert her attention. “So, err..Alice…how good are you with putting together lyrics that aren’t taken from Kidz Bop albums…I—I’m asking for a friend.”

alicewhvte-blog

Confusion easily painted back onto her expression as she hauled her hand back, subtlety lodging it into her pocket. Alice didn't take it too personally, but she still did feel a sense of embarrassment as her offer of a simple handshake was rejected by whom someone she just had met. Nonetheless, his last remark was only able to plaster a soft smile to tug from the corners of her lips. “I'd love to be your friend. Seems like our weirdness matches up. We'll get along just fine."

#luhanflowerboy #para;luhanflowerboy

"How Am I Supposed to Feel?"

jxdaehyxn:

" ..I.. what do you mean? " He asked her tilting her head to the side, he looked up at her and gave her a confused look, scratching the nape of his neck he nods his head to what she was to referring to. " Alice.. are you talking about the lady I was talking to when we went to the store? " He lets out a sigh " it was nothing alright? We were just talking and she was helping me find where the cheese was. Or are you talking about something else? " He asked softly still looking at her.

Alice took note of the way the old lady eyed the younger male. Ugh, disgusting. An irritated sigh itched from the back of her throat, threatening to spill past her lips. Her eyes rolled in annoyance whilst her arms crossed over her chest. "Seriously? Don't act so oblivious. You saw how she looked at you!" She was more than aware of the male's attractive physical features so witnessing other girls ogle over Daehyun wasn't completely foreign to her. "You know noona gets overprotective when it comes to you. Tsk. But whatever. I’m sure you enjoy it anyways." Her words trailed off into a slur as she avoided the man’s gaze. It was normal for Alice to act this way. She couldn’t help but to want to always look after him.

#jxdaehyxn #para #para;jxdaehyxn

"You look like you could use a hand."

kxsnggyu:

-he looks at the girl and then at the pile of bags on his hands, chuckling softly and shrugging, looking at the girl again with a bright smile- They are a lot but really light.. -he nods and tilts his head- But I wouldn’t mind some company.. I’m Sunggyu.

His smile influenced a warm one to surface onto her features as she offered a small bow. “It’s very nice to meet you, Sunggyu. Call me Alice.” Her gaze still lingered around the load he carried as her bottom lip rested between her teeth. “I can still give you company while I help you out, silly.”

#kxsnggyu #para #para;kxsnggyu

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