Hello? Is anyone there?

[dal-song]

luke.

“ l.u.k.e? “ silence caressed dal like water, drowning him into the pure black of the background. his feet can’t run fast enough, he reached for the silhouette and- nothing. curled up against the floor with his hands covering his bleeding ears. lips part and he cries out, sitting up and looking around frantic. “ luke! “ bloody hands leave stains in its wake, shoes slipping in the coarse liquid whilst he tries to take off.. but no avail. the white of his suit splattered, it’s too late. he stood there, watching the tips of his toes hangs from the floor. there he hung, with nothing left. no self respect, no life. it was all gone.

dal sits up quick, sweat dripping down his face. fingers curl into the feather of the comforter, brows softening as the soft tears droplet from his tear ducts like from a faucet. 

[dal-song]

anti-rcmantic​:

JAE & DAL ( dal-song​ )

     signing was something he picked up on from an early age from his nanny – it was their primary form of communication, and jae picked up on it pretty quickly.. he carried the skill with him for all these years, even taking a course in asl while in college – the music producer smiles as the other replies, taking a quick mental note of how cute, and slightly flustered, the other is while still focusing on their hands. “ i’m happy to please ! “ he signs back with enthusiasm. “ i’m jae . it’s very nice to meet you , dal . “ he nods, smile widening before he continues. “ do you take the train often ?  it gets really crowded … next time , i’ll protect you ! “

his hands move quickly, his enthusiasm obvious in his movements. it was usual to have people watch in curiosity when he signed with other people but he learned to ignore it. embracing it even if he can. “ yes! i take this train every day. oh.. “ pink flourishes his cheeks once more, eyes shifting down. “ i would like that.. “

[dal-song]

starsmaligned​:

He really appreciated the other’s patience when it came to his memory and signing, knowing that he was truly trying his hardest. “Yeah, I’ll hang around” Llyr spoke this time, nodding his head as he sat up again. He glanced at the male as they touched their lips, cheeks going a little red as he looked away again. “I’ll wait here for you, I’m in no rush”

hook. line. sinker. honestly dal had his eyes set on the boy for awhile. and though he could be a little out of the box, dal really enjoyed when he was around. it brought this happiness he couldn’t describe in words, even if he wanted to. shifting to move toward the clippings and such, he quickly cleans up the mess. making sure to clean out the vases and sweep the floor afterward. sliding to sit on the counter the boy was laying his head on, dal reached to brush his locks idly and looked toward the glow of the street night. “ you know. every time you come here, everything get’s easier. you bring life into the place. thanks for that. “

[anti-rcmantic-deactivated202310]

continued from here !  ( @dal-song​ )

     phoenix feels his chest heave up and down, the sounds of the crowd combined with the last chord ringing from his electric guitar echoing throughout the entire venue. he’s tired, sure, but the high he’s riding on feels indescribable. dark brown eyes scan around the establishment until they finally land on him standing side stage, the corners of his lips curling up into a wide smile as his free hand moves up to give a small wave. it was  unusual for phoenix to grow as close as he had gotten to dal in such a short duration of time, but according to his other friends, he shouldn’t question it; only enjoy it. for once, he would heed their advice – the moment nix is off stage and free of his guitar, his body gravitates towards dal. he only means to embrace the other, to hold him for just a moment; it’s only when their lips actually meet does phoenix realize he’s kissing the other. panic sets in, but that’s short lived because dal is wrapping his arms around his neck and … kissing him back ?

     it’s too good to be true. and perhaps that’s why he pulls away so abruptly. “ i , uh … i - i’m sorry . was that … was that okay to do ? “

[dal-song]

dead weight takes over his limbs; was this some kind of weird fucked up dream? like the kinds you expect young teenage girls to get about their celebrity crush. except this one was a reality. letting his arms fall to his sides, his widened smile was all that was left to show. eyes soft and warm, almost enamored by the males face this close to his. “ i liked it .. “ dal signs, his demeanor only relaxing with the more he shifts. fuck. more. with gentle palms, he takes nix’s face and kisses him once more, lingering in the sweet taste of him. have you ever craved something for so long and when it happens there’s this like sick feeling of overwhelming happiness and you get lost in the moment? as if all the people watching you don’t exist? right now, it was just these two, lip locked into a kiss that was obviously wanted for a long time.

“ don’t apologize.. “

[atinystar]

@dal-song

Taeho widened his eyes as he realized he should had waited and resist temptation that the chocolates brought along and pouted in sight of Dal with a mouth surrounded by chocolate and crumbs as the evidence of his crime, but knowing he had still a really good amount of them left after the rendezvous Halloween adventure from store to store, seeing he didn’t had courage either to approach people and ask them for sweets, neither to open the door to strangers, he smiled and extended a sweet he was guessing his friend could like.

This would be yet another year where Taeho had hoped he’d be able to go trick or treat or at least join in the fun and give some to people ringing in, instead of having the lights out, to signal that that wasn’t a house to ring, but as in other years, he had Dal’s company for certain, along any good movies they could pick from a list – Most probably not horror themed either as Taeho didn’t had the courage for those either, but it either way was still fun and a meaningful habit they managed to create.

[dal-song]

dal wasn’t on for too much over indulgence but when it came to their ritual of enjoying halloween candy, decor and such, he would go ham on a bag or two. the two sat in one anothers company, just enjoying that simply. each other. he could see the shock on taeho’s face, eliciting a pang of guilt. shit. so he dug from his pocket and handed over a kit kat; his favorite. 

“ thanks for taking me out. i always have a blast when we do this. “ 

[dal-song]

anti-rcmantic​:

JAE & DAL ( dal-song​ )

       it wasn’t unusual for jae to take public transportation; it was less harmful than driving to the company building everyday and besides, he quite enjoyed the little adventure that came with taking the train. the music producer stands near the door, head ducked down as he begins to scroll through his phone to kill time – there’s an abrupt stop and, suddenly, jae finds himself pressed up against the door momentarily, eyes widening slightly as they immediately avert towards the stranger. “ no , no !  it’s okay !  that wasn’t your fault . “ he quickly assures them with his own bow of the head, only then taking notice of the hearing aids in the other’s ears. “ oh , uh … “ jae slips his phone into his back pocket before raising his hands up and signing. “ are you alright ? “

dal paused for a moment, turning to the male with a sigh of relief. he didn’t seem to be too angry. a hand comes up and he rubs his neck, brows softening when the stranger starts using sign. perking up a bit, he moves to sign back. “ yes! oh wow, it’s hard to meet strangers who know how to sign. “ a smile forms and he hugs himself, his plump cheeks turning red a bit. “ that makes me so happy. my names dal, and you? “

[dal-song]

'I have to tell you a secret.' from iwai

A Little Too Drunk Starters:

" iwai.. "

it had been a late night at dal's apartment. they planned for a nice night of action movies and beer. some food maybe and conversation, you know. nothing out of the ordinary. the movie ends and he turns to the older. " how was the movie? " uh oh. the elder looked at him cockeyed, his nose pink. he was drunk and dal knew it. so he laughed a little and got up, moving to gently pat iwai's shoulder. " should we- " it was then he felt his arm grabbed, tugged down and face to face with him. he spoke and dal nodded, his brow cocking and face tinting rose. " okay.. what is it? "

[wayvs]

ten ♡ 210816 ig live

[dal-song]

if you never wonder if i ship our muses, yes. always.

[dal-song]

starsmaligned​:

 “Nice” He signed back in response, humming gently to himself. “When are…” Llyr struggled for a moment, raking his brain. The Pisces didn’t like to force others to accommodate for him, so moments like these where he forgot signs frustrated him. “When…you done?” He signed, groaning and gently banging his head on the table. It was days like these that he cursed his vague memory, hating how he struggled to retain any kind of information.

it was endearing how almost.. discombobulated llyr got. it honestly just made him cuter. but, he needed to try and recover from the other event. it’s probably weird now, huh. touching his lips a bit, he watches as the male struggles to sign. but, he got what he was asking. gently tapping his shoulder, he kneels down and gives a reassuring smile. “ i have like ten minutes left. wanna hang around? i’m almost done. “

[dal-song]

“You think it’s important that I lost my shirt?! You think it’s important?! I’LL TELL YOU WHAT’S IMPORTANT!!! CALLIOU CAN’T FUCKIN’ TIE HIS SHOES!!!”

A Little Too Drunk Starters:

dal would be lying if he said he wasn't enjoying watching eunwoon in his drunken state. usually it was him who watched and others drank and had to deal with the annoyances of being a bartender. so when dal could convince him to go out, he was more than entertained by this display of assery. " i- " he couldn't even respond as the vibrations roared against his hearing aides. lips parting into a soft laugh, he reached to pat the males arm before signing. " slow down, what about calliou? like the kids show? "

tonight was gonna be something else.

[dal-song]

hello, i’m finally on my computer and in turn will try to do replies!!

[leaving-fragments]

ten <3

[boynextdoors]

he has no business looking this pretty

[dojasource]

[honorxlies]

*gently lays flowers against miranas door to her apartment as well as a small little gift box with a black cat charm in it*

she wakes up to the sound of her doorbell ringing, mirana sluggishly pulling herself out of her bed to answer it. the blonde sighing as warm sheets leave her curvaceous frame, the oversized shirt she wears barely covering muscular thighs that lead her to the entryway. upon opening the door, she spots the bouquet of fresh flowers along with the gift box. mirana smiling while unboxing her gift to reveal a black cat charm. she always did love the ebony colored felines.

"you romantic." she mutters to herself, voice soft and ridden with sleep. mirana making a mental note to thank dal when he stopped by again. she hoped he didn't have any other plans because hers involved keeping her boyfriend by her side all day. in bed. a proper thank you, if she says so.

[dal-song]

❛ fuck you’re cute. ❜ ( dal & lucy )

❥    feeling   things   ,   a   sentence   meme   .

this coffee shop was the only one on the way to work. he would frequent, getting his Americano on the way in. today was no different, he approached the counter and ordered his beverage. after a few moments he holds the beverage and wanders from the store, strolling along the concrete and toward work. thankfully dal enjoyed his job, so much so that he usually leaves late and goes in early. so when he approached the shop, there was a woman standing there patiently. his eyes flickered and as he goes to approach her he is taken back by her beauty. placing the cup between his elbow and side he moves to sign but when she compliments him, he turns red instantly. signin and speaking at the same time, he avoids eye contact. " thank you... you are beautiful as well- wait. can I help you with something? the shop opens in about a half an hour. but I'll gladly help. "