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debovair:

       the reaction that jiahao had received was not one that they thought they would get. they thought the story was rather funny, if not hard to believe - yet the way the male seemed to respond had jiahao thinking otherwise. “ yeah i actually gave her the tattoo. she paid & said thanks. seemed really happy about it too. — i guess i can’t really give her too much judgement. she seemed genuinely happy about her decision & hey - maybe she was older than she looked & was closer to danny’s age. ” there was always something nice about when sanggil came to visit, even if he was just there to sit & talk. it was times like this jiahao was happy that they had friends to talk to rather than a therapist or something worse. however, they didn’t understand why the other kept on coming around - there were people in carmel who were way more exhilarating than them, however; it wasn’t like they were about to ask the reason why. “ you do not need a smoke, but if you’re going outside for one, let me take my break & join you. we can go down the street & grab a milkshake or something. my treat. ” the smile that graced jiahao’s face was wild & it took them no time to stand up, their arms going directly in the air to stretch. during this time it seemed that their white shirt detached the slightest bit from their black skinnies, only to reveal tanned hips & as well as a sunken in belly button. before jiahao knew it the end of their shirt was up to their ribs & in a matter of seconds the gap had again been closed by the shirt. “ pffft. ” there’s a giggle falling past their lips as they shake their head at the other. “ you really are a weird one, you know ? — not even weird in the bad way. more like in the goofy way where you stay by my side & be my friend all for eternity. ooooh, maybe your sexiness will rub off on me one day. ”

Sanggil hand already been feeling for that faithful pack in his blazer, ready to tap one of the cylinders out against his palm like he normally does when the thought crosses his mind, however, he pauses at the idea of sharing milkshakes with Jiahao. Honestly, he was for doing just about anything with Jiahao, but he was thoughtful,  he knew that they had to work and that was why for even a short moment, he had wanted to come and visit the White Dahlia and witness one of those smiles that seemed to fill the entire room. “Break Time? Yeah, let’s get something with something that sticks to your gut--lots of caramel? or one of those candy bars,” he chuckled softly, brushing the back of his neck and feeling more like he needed something to hold him up these days with the way he just wished he were some flouncy tank top a second ago, just so he could touch. “Want a burger too? You buy the shakes, and I buy the patties, but only if you realize that by the time eternity rolls around, my sexiness will probably take over the whole universe.” 

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dczedhq:

Daehwan tried forks, tried eating with them, cutting with them, hell even looking at them, but it seemed as it just wasn’t in his stars to be talented enough to use them properly. Either he tilted it’s surface just a bit too much and his food went tumbling down back onto his plate, or he ended up stabbing his mouth with the prongs… Thank god there were chopsticks.

As he picked up one of those bite sized pieces of chicken and brought the snack to his lips, he nearly hesitated for a moment, before going in. Letting it dissipate against the tough of his teeth and the flat of his tongue, working it into small pieces for his stomach to take charge. If only his taste buds would have been as happy. ❝ uh… It’s ok? ❞ Should he lie… nah he didn’t need to, that smile pulling at his lips as you took your own bite.

Bland.. just bland. It wasn’t bad but it left much to be desired. ❝ I eat proper, it’s just easy to buy Pizza. ❞ the younger male confessed as he tried another bite, silently hoping for it to get better as he ate. ❝ You need to add more taste into the flower hyung…  Or at least make a sauce for it. ❞ He paused to think… the best thing about being on your own for a long time was, either figure out how to survive or shrivel away. ❝ I think you needed onion and garlic Hyung… maybe a little sugar but just a little. ❞

It’s been a long time since he’s had company that he had wanted to cook for, it wasn’t something that he was particularly interested in doing, but when it came to Daehwan, he always felt like he had to take care of him. He wanted to keep that relationship with him. He could lose many things that came with coming here to Carmel, but taking care of a dongsaeng was something that was in his blood. Even if the food wasn’t that great and they did end up having to out to get something in the end, it was the bonding and the experience of doing something together that was more important to do with someone he could consider a childhood friend at that point.   He wasn’t sure though, if he should be thankful towards Daehwan for recommending him to Carmel, --talking about the atmosphere, the calm away from the storm that he had desperately needed or if he had wished he had not been told at all. 

“Well we can walk over to the supermarket and pick up some things if you want,” he doesn’t eat another piece of the chicken, feeling more so thirsty than hungry and momentarily wondering if he’s got any water or beer left in the fridge. “I know they sell some Korean foods, like I heard a friend found some cheap home-made kimchi we can have with it,  --and you can get those spices,” he hums softly, shuffling his hand in his pocket to grab his phone. “How about barbecue, or something spicy to stick the fried chicken in for that sauce you’ve been talking about?”

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likercts:

ft. @cxmboi​ ▬ like this for a starter!

it was still early, and even though the shop was already open, elle was taking the time to enjoy her cigarette before going in. she had no customers yet— only an appointment at 1pm. the wind was still cold, but with a vest wrapped around her thin frame, she was more comfortable. she flicked off some of the ash, looking around for a moment. her dark eyes soon fell onto him; this boy who hung around the shop a lot, who sometimes brought over coffee in the hopes of making himself more bearable. she smiled slowly, her eyes still tired from her late night. “hey,” she greeted him. “you bringing me a coffee, today? i could use one.”

As usual Sanggil was hanging out at the White Dahlia like he got paid to stand there and watch the sand move on the windowsills like the rest of them. As it went, most couldn’t think of the White Dahlia and not think of Sanggil, the jerk-off with the coffee whom most definitely didn’t work there. “Oh, hey,”  Now when the girl with the fine ass and the long, booty length hair actually talks to him, ‘gil nearly feels like the carpet has been snatched from under him. He’s used to her, and most of the other tattoo artists just accepting his gratitudes without much of another word, unless it was jiahao or mok ( who rarely accepted anything from him without throwing a goddamn tantrum first or was naturally chatty, naturally.)  It was safe to say that Kim Sanggil was at a lost of words, his eyes though, watched her smile linger. “I could.”

[sweaterpawsjimin]

never forget this look

[cxmboi]

sheet mask, sparkling water, silk

🌹 LUXURY ASKS. 🌹

SHEET MASK: what’s your favorite lazy activity?

“Sometimes, I like to smoke, sometimes I like to watch Top 10′s on my phone, and when I’m in the mood, I like to write, and other times I like to exercise which isn’t really lazy but when you’ve got nothing else to do, it just becomes that.”

SPARKLING WATER: what are your top three songs for the spring/summer?

She’s a Baby.

If I get drunk.

Wonder If.

Sour Grapes

Hol Up.

Come Here.

It G Ma.

SILK: do you have more inner or outer beauty?

“I’m a motherfucking trendsetter,” 

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laceymariebellerose:

If there was one thing that everyone couldn’t help but notice about Lacey it was her sweetness. Her blonde locks draped around her face perfectly and she looked almost touched by sunlight at every angle. The bright blue flowers atop her head only enhanced her glow and shining eyes as she sat there in the sunlight. Sure she understood that the world wasn’t pure goodness, but she still loved to have a happy, loving existence. When she heard Gil’s words she beamed and nodded. “Yeah, flower crowns!” She chirped. “Wonderful!! Well normally we might want to start off with something a little simpler, but I suppose everyone has good days so let’s go for it!” The blonde grinned, looking at the crown in her lap for a moment. 

There was a strange rewarding calmness that came with sitting with Lacey that made him feel good in an almost queasy sickly sweet kind of manner, but he watches carefully anyway. It was like the opening to one of those HGTV ads that would come onto his shitty box TV with a clear picture and all the static that he could ever hope for. To ‘gil, she was that personified, and he was never entirely sure how he’d end up just following along with it all. “Okay, okay, so you start with what? The flowers or the sticks?,” his brows furrow a bit as he reached to touch one of the petals and brought the crown closer to inspect it. “Huh, ‘some reason I didn’t think these were real, you go collecting these things or something?”

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🌹 luxury asks. 🌹

bubble bath: do you have any routines before bedtime? like skin care, etc. what are they?

champagne: what topic could you talk about for hours?

crushed velvet: have you ever used your charm to get something you want?

diamonds: how do you feel about excessively spending money?

faux fur: describe your wardrobe.

glitter: describe someone special to you.

gold: describe what you would call the most perfect meal.

jazz: name a song that resonates with you and your emotions. explain the reason why.

lace: what is something in your life completely different from last year?

lingerie: do you consider yourself a promiscuous person?

lipstick: do you enjoy talking to strangers?

pearls: what's something about your personality that surprises others?

penthouse: what would you consider your dream home? describe it.

perfume: if you could make your own signature fragrance, what would it smell like?

robe: how do you prepare for an evening alone with a loved one/date?

roses: If it had to be winter, autumn, spring or summer for the rest of your life, which would you choose?

satin: what is your most favorite article of clothing?

sheet mask: what's your favorite lazy activity?

silk: do you have more inner or outer beauty?

silver: do you have any obscure hobbies? what are they?

sparkling water: what are your top three songs for the summer?

wine: what kind of drunk are you (happy/affectionate, angry, sad, fun/wild)? if you don't drink, what kind do you think you WOULD be?

[moondrips]

💫✨ Anonymously tell me where you are, what time it is there and what you're thinking about ✨💫

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y-mck:

[kkt]: because you’re annoying and im taking an uber to your place at ass o’clock at night [kkt]: at this point you’d pretty much better fuck me to sleep [kkt]: ah jagiya look at u taking care of me 😘 [kkt]: a reminder why i put up with you would be nice right about now [kkt]: put your face away kim sanggil

[kkt]: i hate you. [kkt]:  knock hard.

Scratching his chest he finally rolled out of bed. It was obvious that falling into his mattress after his shower had done nothing to help him to succumb to sleep, but this was his process-- Depending on Mok coming around, relying on his comfort and presence, and body whenever he could. But he knew how to fluster him just the same with his words, make his body and mind shut down whenever he so desired and this was one of those moments. The chill against the soles of his feet doesn’t take his mind or cock off of how fucking good it would feel to be balls deep inside of his friend right about then. He could feel his cock thickening, hardening against his right thigh already and ‘Gil had no intentions of rubbing off a quick one before he’d even get there. 

Coughing in his elbow, he then rests them against his knees, shifting uncomfortably against the edge of the bed and fishing through the top drawer for his pack of menthols, his zippo and a roll of condoms. Placing the unlit cigarette between his lips he brushed his palm through the sweat that collected at the back of his neck, breathing out his frustrations before flicking his zippo a few times and lighting it. Taking a long drag and tossing the lighter back on the desk does he allow his eyes to slip closed to enjoy the much needed nicotine rush, buzzing right through his veins, enveloping him in a different kind of comfort. “fuckin’ ass,” blowing smoke and absentmindedly flicking ash into the tray next to his desk lamp does he take his phone back into his hand. Rolling down the band of his shorts and stroking the base of his cock up to the tip to reveal some of that pre glistening at his cockhead does he lean back and allow his half hard length to rest against his abdomen to take a live photo. 

[kkt]:  tell your uber to stop pissin’ around and get here. [kkt]: [img_attach]  

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“Bicardi is only the next best thing to kissing me,” Sanggil took a glance at the bartender, stirring the lime that floats to the bottom of his own drink with the vine to an cherry long gone three very free mimosa’s ago. “Let’s get you one of each tho,” he slips a hand into his sparkling red blazer to unbutton the first few buttons of his shirt, obviously overdressed for an event like this one and yet he was confident in his ability to pull it off without a hitch. Swinging his legs from under the bar-top counter he allows his hand to snake around the other’s hip in order to tug them closer into his space. “I hear one playing.”

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text ✉️ gil.

blue: i'm not i just... don't own a bathroom? downside of living in your car i guess. usually i'll dye my hair at rosie's restroom but i kind of stained it a lil bit and rosie says im banned from her restrooms now

blue: i promise i wont stain urs tho it was just a bad day!! also the sink will do just fine i'l just take a lot of towels w me

blue: im going green this time pray it doesnt look like shit 🙈

sanggil: less is more tbh? i live in a apartment and i only frequent bout half of it.

sanggil: but rosie should be thankful, added some color in that dull place lbr

sanggil: okay come over, today is my chill day, 🔥 then i'll be hitting up the party at the NW later on. u goin to that?

sanggil: i'd smooch u w/o the free drink jsyk, but green will make u look either ₩₩₩ or cheap, be careful.

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o-neills:

          savannah was walking home from another day of work at rosie’s when out of no where she sees someone facing away from her whilst arguing on the phone with someone. she doesn’t want to intrude on any type of confrontation, but she notices their hand coming back towards her face. she tries to speak up before it’s too late, but she feels the sudden sting on her face. savannah has trouble responding to the others obvious concern once they realize what they did and she just looks around in embarrassment. ❛ h-hey… it’s okay, you– you didn’t know i was behind you. ❜

“Well, shit,”  he’s never hit a woman in the face before, -- he must’ve been so engrossed on the phone with his manager that he hadn’t seen her coming in so close to him. “Look, Let me know if you’re going to sue right now, ‘cause i’m not trying to have no fucking part of it three months down the road,” he retorted before he even heard another word she spoke. Staring at her face, It was seemed to go from flesh colored to rather red really fucking fast ( and honestly, he couldn’t tell if it was her natural color or if he had actually hit her that hard ) and he knew how it was with accidents like this. 

‘What, yeah, a girl-- a foreigner, I --no, I’m not apologizing --her face hit my hand. Okay, okay, yes, I know I have to avoid another scandal at all cost, I-” naturally his language moves from english to korean without much thought, but his exasperation shows in his voice as he hugs his cell phone closer to his cheek and hopes his reception doesn’t completely die on him again. 

 “Well, shit,” before he could politely splurt out the ‘yes, of course manager, ’ the beeping on the other line let him know his words would go to waste. The truth was that he was already pent up, that anger building up over the last month paired with having to be polite always because of course he did have respect for him, but he didn’t want to be stuck in this hell-hole any longer than originally planned. He was over it. He was over everything about this town and despite not knowing just how desperate that feeling was, he could feel a tightening in his chest when he was told his trip was to be extended. “Can you..accept an apology in the form of a milkshake at Rosies later on--n’ if you’re busy, ah, you can take my number?” he offers the girl a sweet smile, it’s obviously forced but it can’t be helped with the kind of day he’s had so far.

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text ✉️ open.

blue: hi this is an emergency 🚨🚨🚨

blue: can i please use your bathroom today?

blue: i want to go out tonight but my hair is in need of some serious dye pls im desperate

sanggil: don't tell me you got locked out your van.

sanggil: thank . fuck. sure why not. 👌

sanggil: it's cramped af, and i don't have a tub so you have to use the sink.

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@stvrlcrds​

“Think you could do something to this for me,  I bought the bleach and the developer for the roots but,” he shakes his head setting the thin plastic bag near on the ground by his feet, trying to open up one of the bottles to have a look inside . If he were honest with himself, he couldn’t do it by himself, and he wasn’t confident that he could trust anyone else but Blue with this task. “I’m pretty fucking sure I’d end up looking crazy,” Sanggil curled his arms around the other’s waist, giving a firm squeeze. “Hm? I’ll even say please, waddya say?”

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@dczedhq

“Is it good?” Turning the large frying pan off, he reached down with his chopsticks to try the what was supposed to be a crispy fried chicken sitting in the tasting dish with a few others for the Daehwan to sample. It’s light but it didn’t have much of a flavor and it showed in the way his jaw tensed slightly as he chewed, “I should go buy more spices, but I wouldn’t know what it needs,” he swallowed what was in his mouth before moving to look through his rather small spice rack. There was nothing special, just what was left of basic spices like salt or pepper. “Even though you say you can eat a pizza everyday, I’m going to feed you properly, don’t be fooled by this mess.”