flower child

eunha, gfriend's small vocal princess. born in 1997 and part of a legendary girl group. known for her short hair and cute aegyo.

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                      single mother, aspiring model,                                  not a league character. hover!                             ( + + + + + )

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HE’S THE CUTEST😍

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film noir archetype.

instructions: take the quiz here and post your result. REPOST, don’t reblog.

tagged by: @keunbn​ (ily) tagging: @94ljh​ @jngyenni​ @sanatzk​ @hxnryz​ @obaeli​ @sojnq​

RESULTS: THE STRUGGLING ARTIST

key characteristics: resilient, easily frustrated, daring, keen

you are a creative soul that borders on desperation at the toss of a coin. despite this, you error on the side of optimism at all times, knowing that your next inspiration could be right around the next corner. because of this, you tend to be more adventurous than your peers, willing to drive down a dark road or befriend an aging neighbor, always seeking a story. if you are to avoid the fate of others like you, you must learn to decipher which creative endeavors are worth your time.

film recommendations:  sunset boulevard, in a lonely place, the third man

[94ljh]

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ツø

Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.

( sms ): Did you know that baby bunnies are actually called kittens!! SO THAT MEANS I ACTUALLY WANT A KITTEN AND NOT A BUNNY–

– five minutes later –

( sms ): LIKE HOW CAN SCIENCE JUST SAY “hey, let’s just call baby bunnies.. kittens!” ?!?!

Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.

( sms ): On my way home from shooting. I’m sure you’re doing the same too, right? It’s always the same for us. Good thing we aren’t alone.

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nuttaela:

As soon as the end of year show was over all of the idols started to head back to the backstage when the staffs asked them to, he was walking with his group members; talking with them about their performance while walking without paying attention to his surrounding. Taehyung were laughing with them just when he slipped on the slippery floor, his reflex caused him to hold onto his members as they were just as shock as him, he laughed to eased the tension between them and to cover up his embarrassing pose; his arms wide spread as his legs were almost splitting when he saw her face turning pale, not knowing she was the cause of the slippery floor. He straighten up his limbs before bowing to her. “ ah.. Sorry about that.. hehe.. ”  

The guilt immediately ate her the moment he slipped, hence the paleness that suddenly arose along her skin-- How could she not even warn him? Her round eyes averted down to the floor, not wanting to meet his own as she whispered out her own apology as if her shoes were the ones that slipped. “I’m the one who should be sorry.. I kind of dropped my water..” She bowed down quickly, only to crash her own head against his harshly.

[rpmememaker]

Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

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mintaeart:

It was a project the city had contracted the art students to complete; Taemin was the one working against the wall’s artwork - portraits of blushing woman and bashful males peering out of sparkling eyes. He’s not done, still has some to do, but coming back to his work station (covered in paint from head to toe) shows him a bystander just a little in his spot. He makes an awkward introduction.

“Are y’lost there?”

The man’s voice startled her suddenly, turning around quickly and instantly being hit with the smell of fresh paint. Interesting. She never knew Seoul still had somewhat of an art culture going on behind all the roughness of the busy city-- very refreshing, especially for her who’s career was based around art as well. “Oh, just a bit.. Is it obvious?” A smile cracked wide at the stranger, talking with every ounce of interest she could muster.

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“Quit stealing the covers.”

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“But it’s really cold.” The vocalist whined lightly, plush blanket still wrapped up tightly around her frame.

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It's... It's my girlfriend! (`stares at her wide eyed, mouth hanging agape)

It’s my boyfriend! {; latches on immediately to her arm}

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jngyenni:

As she noticed Eunbi’s back at it again, she waited for her turn to arrive. It was almost like a relay thing the members have within themselves. They do all sorts of random things whenever they can, and I guess this was the results of not having phones with them for over two years. Even though they have their own individual phones now, some things don’t change and one of it is their weirdness and extra-ness. Receiving the wink from the younger female, she winked quickly in return while posing on her chair.

“AIGO, UNNIE--” The younger female pointed out a petite finger, wiggling it in the air as if that could make out what she felt. She found all her members adorable no matter what they did, letting her love be expressed with her odd gestures. Without hesitation, she ran over to Yerin with outstretched arms, wrapping them around her and squealing out-- The love was actually too real to fathom. “YERIN!”

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94ljh:

his brow furrows in response to her words. sailor moon better than naruto? not a damn chance. ❝ sit down, kid. this might take a while. ❞ he clears his throat before continuing on. ❝ YAH! NARUTO IS BETTER THAN SAILOR MOON BECAUSE I, LEE JOOHEON, SAID SO. ❞ a great argument, no? ❝ do you really need an explanation? the plot is better, the fights are better, the characters are better. c’mon, which would you rather be? a crybaby magical girl or a kick-ass ninja that never gives up on his dreams!? ❞

Ear drums suddenly rang with the strain of a scream he emitted, making her gasp out loud dramatically at the argument. How dare he get this messy in public! Does he not know how to calmly discuss important matters? “Lee Jooheon is so wrong. Sailors could beat up ninjas any day, MEANIE HEAD.” She argued back with the best mighty voice she could produce, unconsciously wondering if people would notice their conversation.

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“Whoa--” Lost in Seoul had to be one of the scariest adventurous things Eunha has done so far in her young life, but who would have thought she would find such an artsy type of spot in the middle of skyscraper city? The artwork astonished her to the point that she had to stop drinking her water, peering around quietly. “I wonder who drew this..” 

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starter for @kmseyong !

“You really need to try this banana milk.” She jutted a bottle for the man in front her, shaking the liquid a bit. “Come on, it’s not that sweet.” Putting her own bottle to her pert lips, she took a quick swig, letting out a satisfied sigh right after.

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starter for @kvoshi​ !

A typical off day for GFRIEND was technically not “off” at all-- It was actually meant for more practice in the studio, both vocally and physically provided by their company. However, GFRIEND and Seventeen both agreed to practice together when both groups had the rare time to even do so. “Hoshi, hold on--” The practice studio was filled with all the members at once dancing to an easy step, causing Eunha to break into sweat easily. “Okay, explain that one move again, please.”

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starter for @nuttaela !

There were many occasions where Eunha would make a clumsy mistake, whether it was on stage performances or backstage shenanigans. This time though, it was definitely back stage before an important award show. The accident? She dropped a cup water in the dark, where other idols were beginning to pool in together. “Omo--” was all she managed to whisper, panicking to somehow clean up the mess before someone tripped.