✲ ৲　𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 　. ˚

don't you know that i bite when the sun set ?

[argentred]

               ✦ .       WHERE ARE YOUR WINGS?      ✦ . ☁

        ⭒ 𝙾𝙾𝟷. 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙵𝙸𝙻𝙴 𝚂𝙷𝙴𝙴𝚃  ...  ⭒ 𝙾𝙾𝟸. 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝙿𝙻𝙾𝚃𝚂  ...  ⭒ 𝙾𝙾𝟹. 𝙱𝙸𝙾𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙿𝙷𝚈   

                            ⭒ 𝙾𝙾𝟺. 𝚅𝙸𝚂𝚄𝙰𝙻𝚂  ...  ⭒ 𝙾𝙾𝟻. 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚂𝚃𝚄𝙳𝚈 

                     𝑰         𝑳𝑰𝑲𝑬       𝑻𝑯𝑬       𝑺𝑨𝑫      𝑬𝒀𝑬𝑺     

                                             𝑩𝑨𝑫      𝑮𝑼𝒀𝑺

       𝑴𝑶𝑼𝑻𝑯         𝑭𝑼𝑳𝑳         𝑶𝑭         𝑾𝑯𝑰𝑻𝑬         𝑳𝑰𝑬𝑺    !

[argentred]

🎮 || closed starter for @fallingviews​

tense fingers grazed against her silk pockets to check for the thousandth time that the small outline of the lighter still remained there, lest yuri find out that she was completely undependable. it was quite literally the only thing he ever expected her to contribute to these little sessions, given her lack of certain connections, and she wouldn’t let herself forget again. she’d already located the exit point she needed to head through in order to find the small balcony that hung seamlessly from the tower. it was more of an observation point than a proper balcony, so there wasn’t much room, but two people would fit without issue.

slipping her way through the door, she covertly closed it behind her, as though she were on some sort of reconnaissance mission. night had long since fallen over busan, and the distant sound of waves could be heard gently walloping the shoreline. happy eyes met the one who waited for her with the exceedingly green, odorous key to heaven. “hey yuri!,” she greeted him properly, immediately tugging the lighter from her pocket to show him that she’d remembered. “oh, also...” her hands produced a small, but no doubt brand name bluetooth speaker with her phone already attached. “so they can’t hear the lighter flicking,” she declared confidently, setting her things safely in the corner on the floor of the balcony. soon enough, music began to fill the space with a comfortingly chill beat.

[alicentpark]

[argentred]

chaelisaz​:

♡ ROSÉ ♡

[argentred]

😬

"i'm sorry to say this, and by sorry, i mean valid. harry styles is mid at best. musically talented, sure. but watching him try to act is excruciating. watching him talk about acting is excruciating. even his real accent sounds fake, so watching him try and do an accent for a film role is a miserable experience. why do people keep casting him in movies? he should just stay writing mediocre songs that people praise as far more because they come from a conventionally attractive white man."

[argentred]

🤞

"the only thing i know how to cook is a croque-monsieur."

"i bought my dad a vacation home in croatia."

"my video game collection surpasses five hundred titles."

[argentred]

🎁!

anonymous asked): 🎁

"when i was ten, my parents bought me my first bicycle. they argued about it the entire time...the cost, the color...i almost didn't even want the bike by the time the process was over. but then i actually got to ride it, down by the somme river. it was dusk, and my parents were in a hurry to get home because it was gonna be dark soon. but they still let me do a couple of laps under the street lights down quartier saint-leu. since my twitch channel became big, i've been able to afford a lot of things i was never able to before. but i still don't think i could ever replicate that feeling."

[argentred]

💻

'rocky choi drama'

'argentred twitch drama'

'starfield release date'

'nam jaemin selcas'

'ivy concert presale code'

[argentred]

👕

top (x) jacket (x) jeans (x) shoes (x)

[argentred]

winter-bears​:

Jaemin had been quite bored, he hadn’t even wanted to be there in first place but he ended up there thanks to his company’s suggestion and was currently suffering from following that idea as he was lonely in the corner of the room, not because no one wanted to talk to him (it was quite the opposite actually). Jaemin let a sigh out as he raised his drink to his lips only to stop when he spotted a familiar face, one that had an instant smile growing on his own face as he aproached her, giggling as he saw her zoned out while eating popcorn. “You have, Ro.” He said while chuckling, brown chocolate eyes staring warmly at his friend. “Is the popcorn that good?” Jaemin teased. The night was not going to be as boring as it started now that he had found her. 

it wasn’t uncommon for rocky to feel compelled to kick herself for not being the poster child of grace and sophistication, as much as she liked to believe she was in her own mind. but why did jaemin of all people have to catch her in such a goofy moment? she’d deny it if you asked her outright, but ever since she’d first met him, she’d caught herself looking his way several times wishing like hell he’d be looking back, too. and it wasn’t that he didn’t look at her, quite the contrary. they’d become friends, and he always greeted her with those kind, genuine eyes; full of care for a friend. but they’d never swirled with the same glassy emotion that hers likely did when they were pointed towards him. and why would they? he was a superstar; she should have been happy he’d give her the time of day to begin with. “it is really good,” she answered, a bashfulness seizing her entire being. “um, how are you enjoying the party? had any decent drinks yet?” she says conversationally, knees swaying back and forth just to occupy her body somehow. constant motion was a nervous habit she’d always carried.

[argentred]

🎮 || closed starter for @passionfruiit​

the halls of noeul gardens’ 50th floor were as decadently lit as ever, and rocky almost felt as though she were doing something she wasn’t supposed to. she figured she was still just adjusting to life in such a luxurious apartment complex, but she definitely felt out of place sometimes. that was probably why she’d made such a suggestion to sieon from within the lounge, and why they were now slinking through the hallways away from the party and towards another destination entirely. perhaps they simply needed to scratch a certain itch. still, it was relatively innocent. 

with a cautious slip of her keycard through the slot on the door in front of her, the path was opened to the arcade. the room was somewhat dark, lit only by the game machines themselves, all of which offered a comforting glow. rocky’s smile was unintentional, and more of a reflex than anything. she fumbled around against the wall to find the appropriate light switch, and soon enough, they were able to take in the room fully. “oooh, cool!” rocky declared, in awe that something so enjoyable was a mere 43 floors away from her at all times. “it’s so weird, but this is the first time i’ve been in here since i moved in,” came additional words from parted lips. “have you played in here much?” she asked of sieon, while she took her phone from her small bag and began looking for a place to set it up for the perfect angle, since they had every intention of streaming their arcade shenanigans.

[argentred]

stickykiss​:

at this point stacy is thrumming with excitement, or nerves, but it’s hard to differentiate with the sugar being pushed through his system. of course she’s rocky. he knew like, immediately, but feigning ignorance instead of embarrassing himself is much preferred. he pays her bills ! he tries to diffuse with a deep breath. how weird would it have been if he did address her by name ? maybe not really… oh god, she’s so cool. surely she doesn’t know him, right ? he’s smiling all the while and praying that there’s no chocolate in his teeth. “mm ! ” he hums with acknowledgement. fuck ! stacy reaches for his fork to try and shovel something in as he grapples with his existence, but he’d better not. she’s double cool now, somehow. his achievements are kind of niche, he doesn’t expect people to look at him and know why he’s able to afford where he is right now. “being so real right now, that so surprises me,” his ears are warming at their tips, “i didn’t want to like, i don’t know. you were just so into the popcorn and…” he goes tightlipped after his spewage, toes curling in his thick socks. “i’m tier three’d to you, like actually. i needed one hundred percent confirmation for the groupchat. you know ?” please know.

“really? ahh, skaters hold a special place in my heart.” her voice is light; maybe she’s intimidated, or maybe she’s impressed. perhaps it's simply an enlivening combination of the two. she wondered sometimes how such talented people could have such a lion’s share of humility as well. "they made up most of my friend group in high school. we all thought it was kinda sick that it was in the olympics, so we always made it a point to watch. still do, actually. it's how i became a fan," she says with a chuckle, shifting her weight onto her other foot restlessly. rocky’s formerly uninterrupted snacking went stagnant, a piece of the fluffy white mushroom kernel kettle corn dropping from between her fingertips and to the lush carpet below. wide eyes stared up at him in surprise, her expression boring into him like he’d just donated a vital organ to one of her ailing family members. “y-y-you’re subbed to me?” she stammered, tempted to, but ultimately refusing to let the shine of tears obstruct her chestnut hues. “i — that’s so cool! i can’t believe someone so awesome knows about my streams,” the astonished utterances were just as much to herself as they were to him, and for once they weren’t an act, even if she seemed to be laying it on a little thick. “hah! what’s your username on twitch?? and how did i not realize it? ugh, i’m such an idiot!" she was now fully going off on a tangent, and it dawned on her in a sudden burst that she may have been embarrassing herself. "aha, i'm sorry. is it obvious i don't get out much?"

[argentred]

chjyn​:

    jiyeon wasn’t exactly sure how she ended up on the couch watching eli shriek into the pink karaoke microphone in his hands but she was enjoying it nonetheless. she clapped along to the song, not really sure about the love song her was crooning– she’d have to pester him about who had him so full of romance the next time he spent the night. still, for now she was content to sit and watch her friends have fun and soon they would make their way back to her and her mojito and plates full of snacks.

    she was caught mid gigantic bite by the beautiful blonde that approached her. she could only chuckle and try to stuff the rest of the chocolate in her mouth before offering a lopsided smile. “rocky eonnie!” she cheered, offering her a hand. it was a nice compromise between the hug jiyeon wanted to give without getting in her personal space too terribly much. she gave it a light squeeze, hoping to convey happiness at seeing her and so much more she couldn’t say at the moment. “there’s gonna be a few light weights, me included.” she chuckled, her nose crinkling. “plus teddi needs a bed to be tucked into, don’t you think?” she picked up the teddiursa plush she had brought with her, showing her to the older female. “what are you drinking tonight? can i get you another?”

rocky’s skin warmed as jiyeon took her hand, and she affectionately squeezed her delicate fingers around the palm of the other. jiyeon was one of the very few people she enjoyed skinship with, despite it being possibly her most prominent love language. she was typically so caught up in putting on an act of some sort, she could come off as rather cold. but jiyeon received a different side of her entirely, possible because there were so many parallels between them. “this is true! ohhh, bringing a plushie was such a good idea! i wonder if anyone would notice if i snuck downstairs to get my vulpix?” she says, half joking, but somewhat considering it if only for teddi to have a likeminded friend at the party.

at her friend’s question, rocky swirled the pale pink liquid around in her dangerously thin flute before downing the last remaining bit. “it’s armand de brignac ace of spades...but i...may have cheated a little bit,” her words are sheepish and vulnerable, and her french manicured nails disappear behind a throw pillow on the sofa. they emerged seconds later with a bottle painted in fuchsia chrome, a giant ace emblazoned on the front. she’d clearly tucked it away for selfish reasons, but she was ready with her defense. “there were like six more whole bottles, so i thought, no one’s really gonna miss one are they?” she concludes her thought by refilling her glass. she couldn’t deny that the endlessly refreshing glass had been a big contributing factor to the uplifting of her mood since she’d walked into the lounge, but it may not have sounded so healthy out loud.

[argentred]

lcvespells​:

you could always find lilith at a party of some sort. it never really mattered what the theme was or if lilith even knew the host, they were just always up for a good time. the fact that their building often threw gatherings for the tenants made living there that more incredible, if lilith had at all regretted their decision to sign a lease with noeul. they were dressed in an all black silk camisole dress, with lace around the chest of the garment. lilith paired that with a red feathered robe and a pair of simple, yet elegant black heels. they were set on dressing their best, no matter what occasion was. they were just grabbing a drink, brow arched at rocky seemingly in a trance. “if you stare any harder your eyes might roll to the back of your head.” lilith teased, a small chuckle falling from their lips. “is the popcorn any good?” they asked, deciding not to wait for rocky’s response before reaching for one of the kernels. “it’s kinda dead around here.”

rocky’s tongue rolled off a forced giggle behind the latest piece of popcorn pinned between her teeth. “it’s the outfits, i swear!" she playfully defended herself, masking a flushed cheek behind the façade of fixing her eye make - up. “they’re impeccable and impossible not to stare at. especially yours, you look amazing!” the words were out of her mouth before she had a chance to stop them. she and lilith had a...complex relationship. the other was dressed incredibly well, and it wasn’t that they never complimented each other, but there was always a hint of phoniness to it all. for rocky’s part, she’d always taken the phrase ‘act like you’ve been there before’ a bit too literally, and was far to dedicated to playing it cool for her own good. “i thought it was just regular popcorn at first, but it turned out to be kettle corn. my life is now forever changed,” she confessed dramatically, another morsel of the stuff disappearing behind her glossy lips. she let lilith’s words settle for a second, giving the room her own assessment. “everyone’s probably too worried about their reputation in the building to party it up that hard. someone should, i dunno...get the party started or something,” there was an unmistakable air of mischief about her tone.

[argentred]

stickykiss​:

itty bitty lava cake in hand, stacy wanders around the 50th like an old person in a grocery store, picking up tidbits of other snacks here and there to store beside the chocolate cake he started with. it’s unfamiliar territory, with its collection of tents and outdoorsy decor, but it’s like, kitschy. or something. he doesn’t know what the word means but he floats around and mumbles it to himself a few times before stopping beside someone. they stand in an ambient “ silence “ and enjoy their snacks mindlessly until a crunch and gasp of dismay ( ? ) interrupts them. stacy looks to a watch that isn’t there. “no, that was like, ten minutes. fifteen max.” he exaggerates a shrug and stuffs a chocolate covered berry in his mouth. “i think you definitely could break thirty if i left you to it but my guilty conscience… the flossing that would ensue. i couldn’t.” the cupless hand goes to clutch his heart, head lolling in her direction. “and what is the name of who i tell my friends was going to fucking town on some popcorn tonight?”

she tries not to let the disappointment show on her face as the other asks her name. she coveted notoriety to an unhealthy degree, something she thought would come naturally after moving into noeul gardens two months previously, but she was beginning to learn that in the mainstream of fame, she was still playing in the minor leagues. she flashes a small grin out of embarrassment for her previous mindlessness, not enjoying being taken out of the moment by her own distractibility. “oh...well, thank you for thinking of my smile, it was expensive,” she teased congenially, not really meaning it as a flex, but she couldn’t deny that it sounded like one. “to answer your question, though, i’m rocky choi! nice to make properly make your acquaintance. i'm bumming it on the 7th floor, but i must say, i like the view from up here a lot more,” she chirped, coffee - colored irises moving towards the lounge windows for a brief second. “you’re stacy, right? i think i’ve seen you in the courtyard before. and...like, on tv of course,” she says the last part as if the concept eluded her; as if it were something she couldn’t fathom experiencing herself. there was always a part of her that secretly felt out of place and irrelevant among such important people. perhaps that was often why she equated her own public relevance with her self worth.

[realitytvshow]

[argentred]

🎮 || closed starter for @chjyn​

the sleep - in couldn’t have come at a better time in rocky’s week, in all honesty. the tepid atmosphere of early september was clinging to her skin like a nagging memory, and that was precisely what it represented to her. late summers in france with her mother, preparing all of her flower shop stock for the fall with care and affection. her mother’s smile as she brought the small buds to her face and took in their scent, the way she always taught rocky to handle them with care — all thoughts that cut deeply when they surfaced, if only because they’d never be experienced in real time again. 

she was trying not to be such a downer though, and having this party to look forward to had done wonders for her mood. she was actually wearing a content smile as she plopped down onto a lounge sofa next to jiyeon, tucking one knee behind the other and setting a vibrant bowl of plump, purple grapes on the nearby table for both of them to enjoy. she cast a few surveilling glances around at all the pomp and circumstance, before turning to jiyeon. “as if the tents even need beds. do they really think anyone’s going to sleep with an open bar? amateurs,” she chuckles, ignoring the ironic truth that she’d probably fall asleep earlier than anyone.

[argentred]

when rocky sauntered through the guarded doors of the 50th floor lounge, she breathed a sighed of relief when she caught sight only of her fellow tenants. she obviously knew it was solely open to the noeul gardens’ residents, but n’er-do-wells could be slippery and relentless, especially when it came to the sought after spire; housed only with busan’s most reputable. everyone wanted that quick selfie or paparazzi payday. and even if everybody in attendance was dressed in their most stylish pjs, it probably wasn’t the best time to be bombarded with fans. feeling a piece of popcorn cracking beneath the pressure of her fingertips, she realized she’d been mindlessly gawking for several minutes. observing that someone else had noticed her strange stance, she blushed lightly. “please tell me i haven’t just been standing here for the past 20 minutes stuffing popcorn in my mouth,” she inquired, a small bit of desperation to hear otherwise tinting her tone.