𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝘄𝗲 𝕕𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖? ⚘

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      hi everyone! this blog is still open. I took a much need couple weeks break. however, i’m quite enjoying that break but still want to rp. lately I’ve been really loving discord rp, so I think I’ll be on there for awhile hiding out until I feel like I’ve gotten enough muse back. I might continue to reply on here, but if so it might be slower. that’s why I would love to have some discord partners to rp with! mutuals or not, as long as you’re 18+ and down to plot some fun stuff, feel free to add me. just tell me who you are so I know. hot grapes#6771  / I very much enjoy having private muses as well, and all types of aus are welcome. 

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just a reminder that if you maybe want to write or plot with me(especially cute halloween stuff), i’m only doing discord rn and mine is hot grapes#6771 

[ofmymuses]

a ship where muse a is big, rough and hot-headed but when it comes to muse b, they would die for them – they make muse a all blushy and happy

ヽ (✿◠‿◠) ノ.･ﾟ*｡･+☆ ヽ (◠‿◠ ✿ ) ノ

[luvnetwork]

                             ELECTRONIC NETWORK LOVE                                ﹢for friendship   ♡ to plot   ↻ for a short starter 

                           INDIE. SEMI-SELECTIVE. MULTIVERSE. MULTIMUSE. © in source link.

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dcubleknct​:

Did the other feel the same gut punch? It was like the wind was completely knocked out of him. How easy would it be to cross over to the other without too much obvious notice? Though before he can think of a good way, everyone is moving and the cute boy is gone within a flash. It sends up alarm bells that the wolf side of him completely acknowledges. He needs to find him again, he’s not going to be okay till he’s sure that he sees him again. Mysteries aren’t anything he’s fond of. They find their room, and Reese says something about needing to use the restroom, an excuse of course. But it buys him a few minutes.

It’s a strange thing how a wolf picks out the scent of their mate, and he’s picking it up. Something that smells similar to cologne. Did the other wear cologne? Or maybe it was whatever his clothes were washed in. But he follows his instincts until he crosses into a long hallway and there he is. The franticness of his wolfish side is soothed and in a few strides he approaches, taps his shoulder. “Are you — ?”

      Bohyun didn’t know why he felt so sad about losing sight of the boy. He’s never had that reaction to anyone before. Not even the idols he was starstruck over. So why him? He was just starting to think maybe it was all in his head when he heard a voice and felt the tap and just knew. He turned to face the other, his breath being taken away at the sight of him. All the feelings of joy and comfort returned to him, and it took everything in him not to go straight in for a hug. Which again was unlike him. “I’m Bohyun.” He answered after a few seconds of silence, eyes widened and face heating up just slightly. “Who’re..who’re you?” His voice sounded small, and suddenly he was nervous. He didn’t know why he wanted to be so close to the stranger, and he was worried if he said too much, it would scare them away. It was already luck they found each other again. 

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dcubleknct​:

Reese isn’t terrible with crowds. Sure, he sticks out like a sore thumb at his height of six-foot-four, but his group members are always good about making sure he somehow fits in, whether via his clothing or the youngest member ducking down to somewhat fit in photos, to even carrying members on his back. And this company goes the farthest to dress their idols as expensively as possible as well. Vetements, Supreme, Gucci. There’s some combo of those from their performance of Naughty Boy. And when he’s done and they’re taking this lineup picture, he’s just greeting everyone. He’s the youngest, the moodmaker, the sunshine maknae. It’s expected.

And he’d just honestly been looking around, being his bright and cheerful self when their eyes met. The feeling was like nothing he ever felt. A click, maybe? But it was more than that. More than just the puzzle pieces clicking together. He’d only heard of this, hadn’t really expected that he’d ever feel this feeling. The wolfier side of him was practically reeling, wanting to run straight to the other boy and give him the tightest hug. There you are, I’ve been waiting what seems like forever for you.

The idea of soulmates was so unknown, but only because he’d never actually felt it. At least till now. Was this what soulmates felt like? And then added that his wolf had chosen him as well so quickly? It was taking everything in him not to beeline to him. A bright smile dances over his lips, Reese lifting one hand and waving brightly. Hi, he mouthed.

      When the other boy smiled at him, it felt like a punch to the gut..but good? He wasn’t very outgoing, but his response was immediate. A smile appeared on his face, and he waved back like he’d known the stranger forever. Hi. He mouthed a second later. Usually he wouldn’t have the courage to interact with the idols, being they were outsides in the world, even if their company marketed them as an ‘idol band’, so why did he want to rush over there and tell him everything? Bohyun had been rather reclusive as a kid, but part of him imagines this feeling is like when you see your childhood best friend? A comfort and safety net. A ray of light. All those things he felt with someone he didn’t even know. 

       He barely registered when their leader started guiding him backstage, feeling panic seize up at him. “But..” He muttered, realizing they were being filed back. His eyes kept going back to the boy in the crowd, trying to keep track as he begrudgingly followed his group backstage, but eventually he lost sight. His stomach felt unwell, like he wasn’t safe anymore. He was surrounded by groups of people trying to find their waiting area, and he just stood there, members probably not realizing he didn’t keep following them. He made himself walk to a spot in the long hallway, where he tried to process what he was feeling and wondered if he’d be able to see the mystery idol again. That thought worried him. What if he wasn’t able to?

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@dcubleknct​

       It was one of the few major award shows they’d been invited to. Two years after debut, and they were finally getting some recognition from media. Not that Bohyun cared about all that. Of course, he was incredibly grateful to his fans for getting them there, but he didn’t care one way or another if they were mainstream. They stood out like a sore thumb in the line up of groups. Their concept wasn’t bad boy, but they did have more alternative fashion compared to the latest idol trends, and it was obvious they were out of place. Still, he stood and smiled, greeting seniors and idols alike. They were more in the back and as the announcement speech started, he couldn’t wait until they could be dismissed backstage to have some quiet time. 

        He mumbled something to his oldest hyung, about there being so many people, who gently patted his back. His members knew he wasn’t great with crowds, but as long as they were there, he was fine. He felt safe. His eyes scanned the crowd before glancing down the lineup of groups. He admired a few of them quite a lot. He was just about to get starstruck over an older idol group he was a fan of when his eyes met someone..different. In any normal scenario, he would just shift his gaze, but his body felt tingly...that’s the only way he could describe it. He’d never felt it before, like a deep sense of warmth and serenity that blossomed throughout his body. He felt like the world was fading around him, and he couldn’t look away from the other boy. Something inside him immediately wanted to go over to him, run even, but his last shred of willpower stopped him. 

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oldfrnds​:

daniel turns his head to look behind them but there was nothing there, of course. he did in fact hear something but, again, he was sure there was a logical explanation. “hey,” he soothes before placing a hand on his back. “it’s okay, i’m sure it was another group that’s trailing behind or something.” he notices their own group had already disappeared. “you’re such a scaredy cat,” he chuckles. “it’s very cute,” he admits smoothly. “why’d you suggest this instead of, i don’t know, lunch or something?” 

      He sighed, realizing there was no use hiding it anymore. “I thought I would look cool. Everyone else is going to haunted houses and having scary movie marathons. Every time someone asks at the company, I have to turn them down. You seemed like someone who has no fears, so I wanted to impress you...” He muttered the last part, lips formed in a small pout. He knew it was a stupid idea, but he was too nervous to ask Daniel out on a date. At work, their lunches were boring and routine. All he could do is sit there while everyone, or at least the more obvious, tried to get his handsome co-worker’s attention. And he couldn’t even judge them because at least they had courage.

[bounbl]

𝚆𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚎 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚖: 𝙾𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍… 𝙱𝚘𝚞𝚗: 𝚈𝚎𝚜, 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝?

[end0fspring]

me: explicitly states in my rules that I love romance plots and that they’re one of my favorite types of threads to do.  me plotting: maybe they could like........I dunno.....k...kiss.  👉👈 😳

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oldfrnds​:

the chill on the back of daniel’s neck has him mimicking daejoon’s stance. his own hand is rubbing his neck before he hugs himself. “i don’t know,” he says honestly. “it could just be really cold in here.” daniel doesn’t believe in ghosts, so that would be the most logical explanation. “i’m sure it’s fine. i’m having a good time regardless,” he grins. he wonders if this is a good time to hold his hand. then again, daniel isn’t even sure if daejoon likes him back. “are you having a good time?”

      when daejoon looked back up at daniel, his worries faded away for a second. seeing him smile like that kind of made it seem like it was just them, and that they weren’t stuck in a scary motel together. “I..” he was about to say something when he heard a noise behind them, quickly looking back while at the same time grabbing onto daniel’s arm. “what was that? you heard that right?” he asked quickly, glancing towards the tour group and realizing they had already gone around the corner from the sounds of it. he was two seconds away from saying fuck the tour and getting out of there. 

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*:･ﾟ✧*: 🎃 ｡⋆˚｡🦇｡˚☽˚｡⋆. 

𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳… everyone. (m) if romantic.

𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘵… daejoon was trying to impress this person by inviting them to a haunted hotel tour, but things start moving and the air gets colder, and he’s a giant scaredy cat(they’re at the back of the group).

𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘻𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨…friends, coworkers, crush.

     “Ahh, do you think they do special effects to trick us?” He asked, feeling the back of his neck where a cold breeze just passed. He picked this instead because he knew he couldn’t handle a haunted house. It would show how frightened he got at anything, especially being scared, and he was trying to seem cool for once. But as more of the tour passed, he was starting to get chills, and he kept hearing little noises, feeling the temperature drop. He was trying to convince himself it was just part of the tour, but it was technically advertised as historical more than spooky. “I didn’t see anything on the flyer..”

[jesterfields]

fluff

[leejenos-archive]

yangyang & bella ♡

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@luvnetwork​

          hanwoo  was  sitting  in  the  patio  area  of  the  gathering,  minding  his  own  business  and  scrolling  through  his  phone.  he  had  no  interests  in  networking,  even  if  some  popular  people  were  there.  looking  at  people  as  business  opportunities  never  sat  well  with  him,  so  anytime  he  was  invited  to  a  party  or  event,  ninety-nine  percent  of  the  time  he  stuck  with  his  friends  and  drank  some  wine  if  it  was  available.  which  is  what  he’d  been  doing.  it  was  only  by  chance  when  he  looked  up  from  his  phone  that  he  saw  someone...familiar.  squinting  his  eyes,  he  realized  who  it  looked  like.  “is  that  navy?”  he  asked  the  friend  beside  him,  who  he’d  gone  to  the  restaurant  with  semi-regularly.  he  heard  their  confused  agreement,  and  he  got  off  the  chair,  being  the  embarrassing  mom  friend  he  was,  “Navy!  Navy!”  He  called  out  to  the  other,  motioning  him  to  come  over.  

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brucelees​:

“well, if you insist…” yves grinned, whilst buttoning up the fancy and overpriced designer shirt he had picked to try on. by now the ‘professional’ sugar baby had grown used to men wanting to spoil him with gifts, but admittedly, he didn’t consider any of the guys he normally went out with a friend. it did make things a little awkward and confusing between hanwoo and himself, but the materialistic male managed to get over that pretty quickly once he was told that he could choose any outfit he wanted. “what do you think?” his smile stretched from ear to ear as he stepped out off the changing booth, proudly showing off his new outfit. “i don’t know about the pants. they’re a little bit loose for my taste, but the shirt…” his finger ran slowly down his tanned chest, undoing another button of his shirt. “it looks stunning, but what do you think? should i leave two or three buttons undone?” 

        so admittedly, hanwoo found yves very attractive, but being in an industry like modeling, you could be surrounded by some of the most beautiful people you’d ever meet. he could keep his cool. he preferred to get to know people on a friendship level before anything happened, though there were those couple nights he went out for shots...he blamed that on his best friend. as he was sitting there, he expected yves to come out and look good, but when the moment came, he was anything but cool. his usual calm and passive demeanor cracking just slightly. the man looked absolutely stunning, so ethereal he was about to call vogue or someone with the power to put yves on every magazine ever. eyes scanning every inch, when yves undid another button, and he sucked in a silently breath, wondering how he was going to respond. “...three is good.” he muttered, wishing a hole would swallow him. 

[jehoon]

captain yongseung 🏀