the boys

multi ship, multi muse, semi selective. Main verse and AUs are in their respective bios! All ships will be m/f.

[dxwnpourx]

wow it’s been two- three, years since i’ve been on here, but let’s go.

looking for casual but long term writing partners either here on tumblr or on discord! i have a few plots reblogged, and a few ideas as well, and as for FCs i go with the ones i have on the blog right now as well as a few others. interact with this and i’ll dm you? 

[evansensations]

MCU Poster Edition, feat. Steve Rogers CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE FIRST AVENGER (2011) dir. Joe Johnston

[dxwnpourx]

botrusanimarum​:

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               ･ﾟ° ☾ ༓ △   𝒞𝑜𝓇𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓁𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔. Doctor effusively bows her head in agree of the other’s propose, much needed conviviality being her foremost priority henceforth. ❛ I’ll finish this, then you can come home with me, and I can make you tea ❜. Nonsensical words are spoken before dark haired engulfs one large bite after the other, alternating with drinking water not to choke on food before her new friend. After a short while of chomping on noodles, she stands abruptly and asks for the bill… which she shouldn’t have done as quick for her head whirls and queasiness settles in. ❛ I’m a little dizzy… ❜. Jiah holds her head, lids closing while rose lips curve in a sheepish smile. ❛ Three blocks from here, straight…a left, then a right, then there’s my building, can you take me? … ‘m too tired ❜. 

More or less, he’s really just watching as she downs the food and it’s obvious she was hungry, but he was more concerned about the amount of alcohol she’s drank which stands evident when she suddenly gets up from her chair without warning. “Of course you are.” He says, immediately at her side and placing an arm around her shoulders to push her gently back down on the chair. “I’ll go pay, and we can go to your house. Do you want me to get us a cab?”

[dxwnpourx]

fleurcttes​:

“who said i was trying to get rid of you?” she appeared nonchalant, not allowing any traces of her plan show on her face. “i don’t, okay? i already let you stick with me, right? if you have any doubts, then just leave.” eun huffed, eyes darting away from his to settle on a random fixture at the house they were in. she mindlessly tapped her fingers on her cup, slowly getting impatient at the presence of the other whom she can’t shake off. she wanted to go home. she wanted to smoke. she wanted to drink stronger liquor and sprawl her body all over the sticky floor. she wanted some ice cream. she wanted to make out with a stranger. risky thoughts swirled in her mind. an escape of some form. yet, the other was an obstacle for doing such things. he had been always protective. a little too much for her liking (but she sometimes appreciates his efforts even though she wouldn’t admit it). for some reason, she wanted to join the drinking game a clearly inebriated group at a corner was doing. “you’re fucking boring. you need to catch up. chug that,” she shoved another cup to his hands and pushing the other close to his lips. “drink this too. hurry up, darren. your friend can be the designated driver.”

He squints, but he doesn’t push on it more. Anything she says, he thinks, but he knows better than to trust that she just suddenly had a change of heart. He has no choice but to down the drinks she shoves into his hands, and though he’s surprised by the taste and he has a hard time not reacting to it, he keeps a straight face after and looks at her. “Aren’t you here to get shitfaced drunk? Why are you making me drink all of this?”

[bupagentkent]

If we ship something (or our characters otherwise have a very developed relationship romantic or not) know that I definitely want to talk about it. All the time. I am totally willing to talk headcanons, scenarios, do plotting, all of that– but I don’t want to seem like I’m being pushy by bringing our muses’s relationship up. I just want to know that if I do talk about that sort of stuff with our characters that I don’t come off as annoying… Or seem like all that I’m thinking about is our ship. If you do let me know it’s okay to talk about it whenever, though, totally expect me to send you anything I think of when it comes to our muses relationship! There’d certainly be no shortage of things to talk about. I just want to make sure that you’re just as engaged in it as I am.

[dxwnpourx]

fleurcttes​:

his words were drowned out by the loud music and the chorus of inebriated party attendees. if they were heard by eun. will things change? will she be saved? alas, she has already left him behind, a few wobbly steps already taken by the young girl for her to hear his pleas. she was not even surprised to see him once more, tailing behind like some clingy puppy. tolerating someone like him for so long has been a huge mistake. she should’ve kicked him to the curb the first time he tried to connect with her. he should hate her. she is not a good person to be with.

an idea popped in her mind. “i give up. fine, stick with me if you want to,” she started, taking the drink he poured himself and then handed one of the already filled cups at the makeshift bar to him. eun is uncertain about his alcohol tolerance, but perhaps he would make a fool of himself once he reached his limit and then she will leave him behind. this act, she hoped, would make darren start disliking her. “cheers then,” she held up her cup with a small smile before taking a sip from her drink, eyes silently regarding her unwelcomed companion.

“If you think this is going to take me down,” He trails off, taking the cup from her and taking a sip. He wasn’t the strongest drinker, but he wasn’t the worst either. He just hoped he could keep up, knowing that this would probably be another plan of hers to get rid of him. Eun was difficult, and though he tried to keep the flame going by fighting fire with fire, he knew that he couldn’t give up no matter what. “And even if you get rid of me tonight.” He says, taking another sip, “I’m not going to leave you.”

[dxwnpourx]

botrusanimarum​:

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                 ･ﾟ° ☾ ༓ △ 𝐹𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓃 𝒾𝓃𝒹𝓊𝓁𝑔𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝓇. Subsequent to cutting ties with her family, Jiah has struggled to separate from the image imposed by association with relatives, instead of using name as leverage in her career, doctor has struggled to compartmentalize what used to be so easy and uncomplicated with hardisp of earning stripes by own merit. Indeed, friends… earnest, supportive ones are not ones to be found at the hospital, some far to occupied with their own troubles to carry on with hers, most of them judging and assuming she is favored by being daughter to a senator. If only they knew corruption has rooted deep in that family to the point of suffocating younger ones. Sad smile comes, even with a mouthful of ramyeon he has fed her, Jiah chews slow while tears fall from her eyes, swiping them away before swallowing and giving him her best smile. ❛ You’ll be my first friend then, I promise I’ll take care of you and treat you as soon as I get my residency ❜. Promptly, she takes hold of her chopsticks and gathers a good portion of noodles, rounding them in a bunch before feeding them to him. ❛ Here, I’ll feed you too… we’ll eat and you’ll walk me home, then I’ll make you tea so you sleep like a baby ❜. 

He was watching her carefully, seeing that she seemed to be struggling with something deeper than the stress she underwent that day. It’s only when the tears fall from her eyes that he’s sure, and he offers her a sweet smile, reaching over to touch her hand gently. “You don’t have to take care of me. Let me take care of you this time, yeah? Eat, drink as much as you want. Just let me know where to take you home after, okay? And from here on out, we’ll be good friends.” The need to protect, to help, it was too strong, too foreign but it was there, and he opens his mouth to take the bite she gives again, only lifting his hand from hers after.

[dxwnpourx]

hypcbeast​:

… ☀ & —      Eunsang knows better than to pry into what happened and more than that, she knew that Yohan would explain. He always did. They told each other almost everything. That was part of the reason that the past few weeks had been hurting her so badly. She wanted to spill her heart out to him but this whole situation had made that hard and now…seeing him like this? she couldn’t help the tears that streamed down her cheeks as she closed the door behind him and moved to her kitchen to grab the first aid kit. she wiped at the tears on her cheeks and took a deep breath trying to hold a brave face. she sat next to him and took a deep breath steadying herself as she pulled out a fresh pack of cotton and some rubbing alcohol. she slowly cleaned the wound on his cheek first trying to avoid having to look directly in his eyes. “ i’m sorry, “ she started first thinking that whatever happened had to be partially her fault. the last thing she wanted was for him to feel alone or solely responsible, but as soon as the swords left her mouth, she began sniffling. “ i’m so sorry, “

It wasn’t necessarily awkward, just difficult. Eunsang was the person who knew him best, and likewise he liked to believe that he knew her too. At least right now, he could validate that he did as he looked at her face, knowing she most likely had tears streaming from her eyes from the way they were starting to get red, and the sniffing was obvious too. “Hey.” He starts, before he can’t take it anymore and he pulls her to his chest, wrapping his arms around her frame. “It’s okay. What are you crying about, you big baby? I’m fine.” He wasn’t, not really, but he needed to make sure she was okay too, that she was still his priority.

[angelprompts]

❣️                             SOFT   INTERACTIONS  !

send  one  of  these  in  to  see  my  muse’s  reaction  (  add “ +reverse”  for  my  muse  to  do  the  action  to  yours ) .

[ crawl ]  for  your  muse  to  crawl  into  bed  with  mine .

[ flower ]  for  your  muse  to  offer  my  muse  their  favourite  flower .

[ slow dance ]  for  your  muse  to  ask  my  muse  to  slow  dance .

[ gift ]  for  your  muse  to  surprise  my muse  with  a  gift  ( & bonus if you add what the fit is ) .

[ homemade gift ]  for  your  muse  to  make  my  muse  a  gift    ( & bonus if you add what the fit is ) .

[ serenade ]  for  your  muse  to  sing  to  my  muse .

[ embrace ]  for  your  muse  to  pull  my  muse  into  a  tight  embrace .

[ caress ]  for  your  muse  to  gently  run  their  hand  down  my  muse’s  face .

[ caught ]  for  your  muse  to  catch  my  muse  wearing  their  shirt .

[ love letter ]  for  your  muse  to  give  my  muse  a  love  letter  they  wrote  for  them

[ boop ]  for  your  muse  to  boop  my  muse  on  the  nose .

[ date? ]  for  your  muse  to  ask  my  muse  to  go  on  a  date .

[ confess ]  for  your  muse  to  confess  their  feelings  to  my  muse .

[ sleepy ]  for  your  muse  to  slowly  fall  alseep  on  my  muse’s  lap .

[dxwnpourx]

fleurcttes·:

if she was not as buzzed as she was tonight, then perhaps she would be able to avoid her drink getting snatched away by the other twice. but then again, for darren to act in this way was new to her as well. no one cared as much as he did and instead of accepting his light, eun wanted to stay in the shadows because she believes that it is where she rightfully belongs.

she attempted to release herself from his grip, but it was too tight that she gave up for a moment and shot another sharp glare on his way. frustration bubbled up within her. “then go to your friend. go and hit up other girls instead of bothering me here,” she helplessly yanked herself free and clumsily stumbled backward as she did so. “why are you so obsessed with me? i’m not fucking drunk, okay? stop treating me like a kid. i can handle myself.” always has been, she thought, yet kept it to herself. she started to amble away, thinking about where to get her next poison.

He’s ready to steady her when she stumbles, but he doesn’t, knowing it will rile her up even more. It was pretty much common sense to know that he wasn’t going to win this by arguing with her so he thinks of another way. “No, I know that.” He says instead, softening up slightly. “But you don’t have to.” There’s no surprise when she turns away, so instead of stopping her, he follows. If he couldn’t get her to stop drinking then he might as well make sure she doesn’t get into trouble, knowing that there were already people eyeing her.

“You don’t have to handle yourself all the time. Just... Let me.” He mumbles again, maybe a little too softly for the loud music filling up the room. And before she can reach for another drink, he goes to fill up a cup himself, not trusting any of the ones already lying around, then handing it to her. “You’re not getting rid of me that easily.”

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botrusanimarum·:

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                 ･ﾟ°   ҉   △ 𝒜𝓅𝓅𝓇𝑒𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝒶𝓃𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝒾𝓈 𝒹𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓃𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒𝓈. Years had gone by without any other managing to earn the smile she carries at this moment, curve at her lips brightening her features while dent at her cheeks become a permanent fixture. ❛ You think I am fun? No one has ever told me that!… they think I am broody and moody, and bleh! ❜. Dark haired carries on with cheeriness, mouth opening wide to chomp at the food he offers, bouncing slightly as she chews with giddiness for she is being taken care of for once. ❛ I don’t know how to cook, and I work all the time, did I tell you I lost I patient today? I was so sad I didn’t even remember to eat something, but I needed the money so I went out to work ❜. She speaks with a little food sill in her mouth, but Jiah does not care much but to tell on those who had been jerks towards her since she arrived at the hospital. At last, brunette swallows and sighs. ❛ — anyways, they don’t want to be friends with me… but its alright, you’ll be my friend right? you are nice ❜. 

It felt like being with a completely different person, refreshing to a point knowing that not a lot of people were ever comfortable around him, and he knows she wasn’t either, but she went on to drink anyway seemingly needing it too much. “Well.” He starts, turning back towards her food to ready another bite and to hide the sad expression adorning his face. “I don’t think that’s what you’ll be saying when you’re sober tomorrow.” He mumbles, hiding his disappointment with another smile as he reaches over to give her another bite of her food. “But if you want to be friends with me then I accept.”

[dxwnpourx]

evphrias·:

          yujin’s  frozen  in  her  place  ,  his  words  ringing  in  the  back  of  her  mind  .  i  don’t  know  ,  but  what  i  do  know  is  that  i  meant  what  i  said  .  what’s  that  supposed  to  mean  ?  god  ,  she’s  so  confused  .  yujin  couldn’t  keep  her  eyes  away  from  him  ,  wants  to  convince  herself  that  this  is  just  some  twisted  dream  .  how  could  this  be  real  ?  he  didn’t  even  give  a  damn  about  her  after  the  break  up  ,  but  now  he’s  saying  she’s  the  best  thing  that  happened  to  him  ?  there’s  so  many  questions  she  wanna  ask  him  ,  and  yet  the  only  thing  that  comes  out  from  her  mouth  is  ,  “  don’t  .  ”  yujin  couldn’t  even  finish  her  sentence  ,  feels  like  she’s  just  gonna  burst  out  crying  if  she  says  a  word  right  now  .  “  you’re  only  gonna  break  my  heart  all  over  again  ,  so  please  don’t  .  ”

He knows that look on her face and immediately regrets saying anything. It’s true that he meant the words that left his lips, that those were the thoughts plaguing his days and nights ever since they broke up, but he knows what he did had been his choice. He promised himself he wouldn’t turn back on his decision, that he’ll break her heart and make sure she never returns to him. Hyunwoo knew he was trash, not the kind of man Yujin needed, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t hurt by what he had done too. “Sorry.” He mutters, forcibly putting back on a nonchalant face, “Maybe it’s the alcohol.” A lie, considering he hasn’t ingested a single drop of alcohol that night. “I’m sorry.”

[dxwnpourx]

evphrias·:

          mira  was  too  busy  enjoying  the  scenery  to  pay  attention  to  what  he's  saying  ,  which  is  why  it  catches  her  off  guard  when  he  suddenly  grabs  her  hand  .  turning  to  face  darren  ,  she  lets  out  a  playful  snicker  .  “  do  we  really  have  to  do  this  ?  “  despite  her  unwillingness  ,  mira  doesn’t  try  to  pull  her  hand  away  .  “  it  feels  a  little  awkward  to  be  holding  hands  with  you  like  this  though  ,  ”  she  admits  quite  frankly  ,  a  soft  chuckle  finally  escaping  her  lips  as  they  continue  to  walk  hand  in  hand  now  .

“No, I agree.” He says, glancing at her again, “But isn’t it better to be holding hands with me at a beautiful place like this than your asshole ex?” And then he nudges her gently, releasing her hand and pointing over at the little pub near the shore, “Are you hungry? Should we grab a snack and chill there for a while?”

[dxwnpourx]

evphrias·:

          yujin  didn’t  expect  to  see  him  here  ,  didn’t  expect  that  he  would  show  up  out  of  nowhere  and  punched  some  guy  just  because  he  was  hitting  on  her  .  sure  ,  he  might  have  broken  her  heart  ,  and  yujin  is  absolutely  not  okay  with  him  throwing  punches  all  of  a  sudden  like  this  ,  but  then  he  said  something  about  her  that  made  her  confused  .  did  he  really  mean  it  ?  yujin  stares  at  the  man  standing  before  her  eyes  right  now  ,  unsure  to  what  even  say  at  this  point  .  “  why  did  you do  that  ?  ”  she  finally  asks  ,  her  voice  so  soft  it  almost  sounds  like  a  whisper  .

He steps away from where the man’s friends drag him out, he’ll be fine, he thinks, and the first time he really looks at Yujin, he realizes he can’t. He was supposed to break her heart, to leave her, the play was to do all that so she can find someone better than him, and yet here he was beating up some guy for trying. So instead of making up lies, like the lies he built all of it on, he just comes straight out with it. “I don’t know. But what I do know is that I meant what I said.” Because he’s not going to lie about how devastated he was when he had cut ties with her, how he hated himself despite knowing he needed to make that sacrifice for her own happiness.

[dxwnpourx]

evphrias·:

          when  madison  finally  manages  to  open  her   eyes  ,  she’s  instantly  greeted  with  a  massive  headache  .  groaning  loudly  ,  she  attempts  to  get  out  of  the  bed  and  once  she’s  on  her  feet  ,  she  could  feel  the  room  sway  ,  almost  causing  her  to  lose  her  balance  .  she  must  have  been  so  drunk  the  night  before  and  ended  up  in  a  stranger’s  bed  again  ,  so  she  carefully  walks  by  holding  on  to  the  wall  ,  leaving  the  room  to  find  a  man  cooking  in  the  kitchen  .  madison  curses  under  her  breath  when  the  pain  returns  ,  somehow  causing  the  man  to  finally  notice  her  presence  in  the  room  .  “  i  don’t  care  if  we’ve  slept  together  ,  ”  she  drawls  ,  running  slim  fingers  through  dark  locks  as  she  moves  to  sit  down  at  the  dining  table  .  “  you’re  cooking  breakfast  for  me  ?  how  sweet  ,  ”  she  coos  ,  a  warm  smile  gracing  her  features  now  .

He can’t help but smile when he looks over just to see her smiling at him like that, and he shrugs, turning back towards the food in an effort to hide his own grin. “Well you were a total idiot last night.” He teases, going to the fridge to grab the juice and putting that on the table, as well as removing the pot from the coffee maker and bringing it along with a couple of cups. “Besides, I wasn’t going to take advantage of someone that drunk. You wiped out my drink selection at the bar.”

[koreanidolsq]

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wistfulreality·:

the last thing seoyoung wanted to do was kiss her ex-boyfriend. well, he was a very good kisser, don’t get her wrong, but this seemed inappropriate on so many levels! but then again, she was a professional. no matter the situation, she needed to get through this, right? the director yelled ‘action’ and she looked up to him. her mind started wondering what they had done wrong when they were together. could they have saved themselves or was it impossible. ‘cut!’ she heard as she turned, suddenly realizing that she was so lost in her thoughts that she had forgotten to say her lines. “i’m so sorry,” she bowed her head towards the staff as ‘action’ was yelled once more, this time her words coming out as they were supposed to.

He was focused on being in character, until she’s the one who breaks hers and he raises an eyebrow. He wasn’t mocking her, or teasing her for forgetting, or even implying anything really, but her reaction just seemed a little weird considering how professional she always was, even when their dating scandal had released, most of the time it was Jason who freaked out more. But that’s probably because he was worried about her reputation than his. “Relax.” He mutters before the camera starts rolling, and his expression shifts back into his role, easily speaking his lines, and when the director yells, Okay, cut! He stops and looks at the others to keep from staring too long at Seoyoung. “You know the next scene we’re gonna film, right? You sure you okay with this?”