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Save me, I am sinking into you Take me out, I can't breathe Dong Minseok || 21 || Artist Associated with Koi no Yokan

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occuhlt:

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      “ so —— hear me out.  y’ can’t even begin to fathom how actually important this is, alright ? ” there’s a delightful crook of sarcasm that creases her voice at sporadic intervals, a cheeky grin shirks through her initial guise of banal boredom & it begins to scrunch her mien into something predatory at the company that situated themselves near her. the cat with its maw hinged on a plumage of feathers. something playful, something fierce. she’s been real lonely lately.

      “ hahaha, jokes. coke or pepsi—- alternatively because apparently there’s folks like this: diet or no. ”

Hear her out? He didn’t want to. Why the fuck should he entertain some random stranger forcing herself upon him in such a way? Not a good start. Plus it wasn’t like she gave him much chance to argue that he honestly didn’t care shit about what her life changing, matter of life-and-death concern was, and that all he really wanted was to have her hand him the salt that she had been monopolising the entire time since he had sat down at the table next to hers. Both the salt from his and her table.

“...” Minseok met her only with silence, and a smile, although his eyes more spoke the tale of a man who just wanted his fucking salt. “Neither. Now that you’re done with this complete waste of both my time and your own, do you think you’re done with the salt?”

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azurewishes:

            ❛ i’m gonna need ya'to forgive me, ya'highness. ya'see, my 0.0000000002 percent korean side isn’t exactly awake right now , so I can’t pronounce this goddamned word right. let me just wake her right up an — the hell are ya'doin’?  ❜  brow risen , lids narrow at the script being written on the palm, just for a grimace to follow suit upon seeing the symbolized variation. this was no damned better !! ❛ ya'really think this is cute, don’t ya? if I look this up and it says somethin’ I do not like, or just somethin’ else in general , my foot will be so far down ya'throat that ya'breath will smell like my nail polish. ❜  

“I literally don’t know why you think I’m shitting you on this. Look, that one is silent when you place it in that way so it goes like this: ah-jum-ma.” As he explained he let his fingers run over the letters that didn’t add up to his words at all, but hey, yolo. He was simply a man who lived life on the edge or some shit like that. “And yes, since you ask so nicely, I’m totally adorable, when have you last seen someone this endearing?” With his palms facing upwards he folded his hands into a v below his chin, mocking one of the most stereotypical cute poses he had seen in the Korean entertainment industry.

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azurewishes:

❛ so, ya’tryin’ to be funny? I bet I can spell it with no problem. watch — ❜

❛  ————— are ya’fuckin’ kiddin’ me, google?! look the damned word up! know what… ?   je gaat vangen deze handen, geniaal. ❜

He’s watching alright, he’s watching all those typos and misspellings. “Ajuicebox? Seriously?” You had one chance Alyssa and you fucked it up. But being the generous soul he is, he supposes he can give her a second chance and even a hint. “Guess it can’t be helped. I’ll give you a small hint.” Reaching out for her hand, he writes some letters on her palm: ‘알리사 바보’

“That’s how you spell it in Korean.”

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azurewishes:

          ❛ … I don’t know what the hell an ahjumma means , but ya'gonna catch these hands if I go to google translate and I don’t like what I see, minnie. ❜

“If you spell it right in one go without help, I’ll catch those hands, even if you do like what you see.”

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"Hehe. You're lucky you weren't around in Hijikata's time, you know. Wonder what he would have done to you for scribbling all over that wall~?"

Minseok sass time || accepting

“Hijikata? As in Hijikata Toshizou? What the hell does he have to do with anything? Isn’t he, like, ancient? I’m pretty sure Hijikata wouldn’t give a flying fuck about some random kid doing art -- not scribbling. ‘sides graffiti as we know it today only came to Japan in the 1980′s. How old would he be by then? 150 years old? Old men like that should just sit back and behold as modernity is taking over. Besides…” Rather than his elaborate piece, he added his signature of COCO next to it in ordinary, crude letters formed by the sound of spray paint leaving its container. “This is what you’d call scribbling. Don’t confuse art for mindless vandalism.”

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Eh? You don't know me? You don't remember me?

Minseok sass time || accepting

“Nope, can’t say I do. Should I? I’m pretty sure I’d remember someone like you. Mustn’t have made much of an impression. Where should I have met you before? The circus?”

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( Alright, Minseok. Let's see how this works out with another sassbot. ) "Minnie-dude, ya'mouth is a store, and it's past closin' time."

Minseok sass time || accepting

“I’m sorry ahjumma, I’ll try to adhere to the opening hours. Totally.”

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“Pardon my curiosity, but what’s with the box?”

Minseok sass time || accepting

“Oh, this thing that’s conveniently containing all my art tools like you would imagine it was made exactly with that purpose in mind? Didn’t you hear? Carrying a box around is the new black. You should try it. Bit of an image change. I’m pretty sure it would be a much easier fad to keep up with, especially time wise than… whatever is up with that at least.”

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Gonna try something for meme day. Send in a random sentence for Minseok to sass your muse based on that sentence. He most likely isn’t going to hold back, just a warning.

[got7ish]

ethereal beauty

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invictusspiritus:

♔ @arsxlonga  ♔ starter call! 

❝ That is your third cup of coffee, ❞ she says to the stranger sharing the table with her. ❝ Umu, I must say, I’m quite impressed. Is there something about coffee that captivates the people living in the modern civilization this much? ❞

Why did literally everyone and their mothers feel the need to comment on random strangers and their coffee drinking habits? Somehow it seemed like his love for this particular blend seemed to stir up the exact same question over and over again. By now he didn’t even look up from his phone when it was asked. “I like choco mochas,” he simply gave off the standard comeback, but the continuation of her inquiry caught him off guard. Modern civilisation? What the fuck? “Sleep is overrated nowadays. Coffee is the best way to fight sleep deprivation. I guess most people just run on caffeine to get their job done.”

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bladeofrighteouspath:

“It is completely is rude BAKA!” Hoshi shouted once again, the male may not have known it but such a comment hurt her honor and she intended to regain it, though her knowledge of terms was vaguely limited. “I can understand your moral terms i live by certain rules myself, but i-” Hoshi was soon caught off guard with the mention of the meanings of the word, she was at a loss for what to say. “I uh…well…er…” A light growl started to form under her breath there was no way to salvage the situation in her favor, and she was being awfully loud. “Damare!”

“Are you deaf or something? I mean, I guess that would explain the yelling in the first place, but I did just tell you that you’re being way louder than what’s necessary for how close we’re standing.” A finger ran up to rub his temple, but other than that Minseok didn’t appear to be too affected by the situation. There was really no point in upsetting her like this, but if he had to say why he did it, it was because it was kind of fun. The more she spoke, the further she only proved his point. “Now you’re telling me to shut up from simply helping you out with some definitions? If anyone is being rude here, isn’t it you?”

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@bladeofrighteouspath continued from here

“BUREI!” Hoshi shouted at the top if her lungs in response to what the person had just said to her. “You honestly mean such a hurtful thing? I swear to you i am anything but dense! Granted i may not be the smartest person around, but certainly i am not what could be considered dense in either meanings of the term!”

Rude? No, not at all: he preferred calling it stating facts as they were. “Keep your voice down, there’s really no need to yell at me when I’m standing not even two metres from you,” he commented back evidently unaffected. “Thou shalt not lie -- I would be breaking a ton of moral codes if I didn’t voice my thoughts on this matter. Beside, when you say “either meaning”, which two are you referring to? Stupid? Slow-witted? Dull? Or are you even including things like compactness and opacity in your considerations?”

[fuckyeahchoiyoungjae]

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sniperchild:

          “Well, maybe if someone had been paying attention, we wouldn’t be in this situation.”

“Yeah? Well, if you ask me, putting the ‘emergency alarm’ button right next to the ‘bottom floor’ button is a fault in construction and not a matter of me paying attention or any of that shit. ‘sides, how was I supposed to know that accidentally pressing the emergency button would make the elevator get stuck?”

[fuckyeahchoiyoungjae]

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#GOT7 #MCA  #neverever #watchit

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azurewishes:

@arsxlonga has crossed into the lioness’ den.

                   ❛ hi, hello! ❜ throwing up a hand to the asian perched nearby in the seemingly desolate park , elation overrides physiognomy as lithe digits clasp together once the blonde is idled at a decent distance away from the other : all alyssa knows is that the boy lives in the same complex as she, and though she has only spoken to him once or twice in passing there reserved no harm in an ACTUAL attempt to reach out.   ❛ my name’s alyssa jones , ya’may have seen me roamin’ around the cappuccino apartments. I heard ya'pretty much one of the artists of this city , and if so I wanna make an authentic offer with'ya. I wanna hold a fashion show here , but I don’t know who in the actual hell to ask in regards to doin’ any art visuals to help with showcasin’ my designs. I wanna switch things up , ya'know? if ya'that same artist I’m hearin’ about , do ya'think ya'can help a girl out? trust me , everythin’ i’m doin’ is legal. it ain’t some weird-ass underground syndicate thing-a-ma-jig. ❜  

What was the best way of roping Minseok into doing anything ever? Most definitely by praising his art. He hated how easily he was swayed, but the one thing that could immediately go straight past his parades, suspicion and general unfriendliness was a compliment of his works. Especially so when it wasn’t praise for COCO’s works but his actual, legal activities that were put in the spotlight.

“I don’t think most people would have to include the words “legal” and “syndicate” in their sale’s speech,” he pointed out with a laugh, but couldn’t hide the interest in his voice, no matter how much he tried to keep himself composed. He loved doing art commissions. First of all it was what he made money doing, but also because it got him recognition as well as the absolute satisfaction of knowing someone would come to him. Plus ‘the artist of the city’? How could that not make him happy, especially in this city which had such a rich culture in art? Did he have any idea who this woman was? None in the slightest. He hadn’t really been paying attention to those who resided in his area. But that didn’t really matter, he’d take anyone as long as they could pay him and give him exposure. “Dong Minseok. It’s not really my area of expertise, but I do know my way around photo editing. You sure you’re looking for an artist though and not a digital designer?”