Can I just say something? Yeah, I didn’t ask permission but I’m going to say it anyways. I’ve seen people sit around, almost begging to be talked to. I don’t like seeing that because it really pisses me off. I don’t know why we all think they we are high and mighty. Honestly, why can’t we talk to everyone? Stop being so judgmental. People love talking, I don’t care if you’re shy or have issues approaching first because some people look “quality” just message them. If they don’t message you back just keep messaging them because sometimes tumblr is an ass. I just want everyone to enjoy their experience in roleplaying, I don’t want people to be ignored anymore. If you think that you’re being ignored speak up, don’t wait around because you don’t get answers waiting around. I look like I ignore people but sometimes I get stuck in replies that I don’t notice, I apologize for that but please. Just talk to everyone, make everyone feel welcomed that is new in the verse. Ask how their day is going and care because you’ll never know what kind of power they have in your life. That’s really all I wanted to say because I’m a little fed up by people not being talked to. I’m sorry for sounded so rude, I’m really sorry but please don’t ignore people. It’s the worst feeling being ignored and having no one around to explain those feelings.
There was no coherent explanation as to why she had agreed to this in the first place. She felt that it was almost morally wrong to dress oneself up in clothes that cost more than their own living space. Briskly glances about the perimeters, eyes narrowing as she fixates her eyes on the reflection plastered on the store’s (and not just any store; the one that no one would actually dare to enter because of the unreasonable prices but someone suddenly felt the urge to try new things) mirror. Compliments from nearby employees brush past her in silent whispers but she was far too engrossed in something she was not.
Finds herself sustaining another impatient sigh, aggravated because Jongdae was certainly taking his sweet time. Taeyeon was facing the closed door to the dressing room that he was in, feet tapping against the ground, purposely made loud enough for the other to hear. She was clad in a white strapless dress, which was odd in itself, one that was embroidered with fanciful lace. “How is it that I’m out before you are? Are you getting your hair done in there too?” There was no response but the unlocking of a door indicating that he would soon be making an appearance.
Unconsciously, her body was arching forward, actually eager to see what would come out of their adventurous evening. A man in a suit and tie appeared, and she could have sworn that this was anyone but Jongdae; someone of a completely separate facade. Might have bet her whole life inheritance on it — not only did he look different, he seemed different. He was smiling this confident smile that prompted her to tilt her head as if in paralysis.
“You look really beautiful in that," she heard him say, and it was the first compliment today that she actually brought herself to believe. Taeyeon’s eyes dropped down to the floor, mostly because she was at a loss for words, but quickly forced herself to look up again. "Hm, I know." The new light that filtered through her eyelids was getting brighter and brighter every time she took another step in his direction. "Well. You look good, too."
Hesitant fingers pushed forward to readjust his tie, which shouldn’t have happened because Taeyeon had never really familiarized herself with a tie before. She placed a reassuring hand flat against his chest, eyes locking with his. “Thanks for bringing me here today. I guess I’ll forgive you, stupid.”
"He’s gifted in dance!"
”He works hard for a young man his age.”
"He never gives up, does he?"
The man let out a short laugh, his hand instinctively scratching his neck as he continued to read the comments, “Well, those all are true, but you can’t exactly read those and quickly assume you know everything, right?”
Jongin faced the stranger, a warm smile spreading throughout his features, “You already know who I am. You may have seen me on entertainment shows, online videos and whatnot, but I don’t know you. Do you mind if I get to know you a little better?”
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[ ◕ — He couldn’t help but let his eyes wonder over the clueless child strapped into the stroller. Why did they leave you, mh? He wouldn’t have admitted it, but this very baby had a certain of looking at him that made him almost feel guilt or rather sorry for the baby. He snaps out of his thoughts as soon as the sweet sound of her voice passed his ears. ” You’re asking the wrong guy.” Truthfully, Spike didn’t know there was such thing. A place to just drop off an unwanted or lost child? Maybe it’s like a lifetime daycare center. Whatever the place be, he hadn’t a clue where to begin looking for it. His steps move slowly beside the stroller as she pushed it along the walk way through the park. ” People must think we’re abducting a baby.”
His answer soon made it obvious that the situation was a lot worse than what they were crafting it out to be. Letting out a small sigh before sidestepping around the actual meaning of abandonment, Taeyeon struggled to remain optimistic. Not exactly a concept that she knew how to grasp. "I know, and I'm not the right person for this either." She bit down on her lower lip, nibbling on it as if it helped amplify her thoughts. "I don't know about you but I look completely innocent. If they think we're abducting the baby, it's on you." Her blonde tresses fall over her shoulder; her expression devoid of any seriousness at this point. "Kidding. Now, c'mon, before people think we're kidnapping the baby. I'm sure that we'll find some kind of a police station around here and afterwards -- I'll treat you out to waffles." The idea had only come to mind at the realization that she had skipped brunch. "I know a good place around here."
Sunlight pours in streams through broad leaves, creating a dappled effect upon the rich soil. He navigates a log, stepping over decomposing wood and already spouting new blooms - moss gathering to the North, fungi occupying the shady undersides. There is solace in nature; the world before humans occupied, before animals sprung from the ground and birds soared through empty horizons. “If it was my choice, I would be out here for most of the days.” Confinement does not sit well with him, a being of Heaven and skies, especially not when burdened with infuriatingly mundane tasks that do not suit one of his stature.
She is young and pretty and rather short, he notes, glancing down at the petite figure. Why she carries a backpack, he is not sure, until it dawns on him that humans were quite susceptible to becoming lost and finding themselves in perilous situations. The nudge sends him teetering, wavering, already unstable balance fighting to find his centre of gravity and regain footing. He does, after a few seconds of panicked squeaks and flailing of arms. “You’re going to be the reason I fall down.” His accusation is light hearted, teasing, without any real sort of malice behind it. “I’ll forgive you, but if I go tumbling down I’ll make sure to pull you with me.” His manners, it seems, had been forgotten in his attempts to stay upright and a frown pulls at his lips, silently admonishing himself. “Daehyun, sorry. What’s your name?”
"Me too," fingertips graze the rigid edges of an old tree while letting her hand fall back down to her side in a matter of seconds. "We really are similar in ways more than one." She loses herself momentarily; trailing off into a listless murmur. One look around them and it was all clear again. The mental set she’d adapted about nature was simply unwilling to budge. Like he had stated, if it was up to her, she'd be out here for the majority of her unoccupied hours. Her attention returned to the other in a confused daze at the exaggerated and the sudden absence of balance.
All she could do to deflect her surprise was a pause and an abundant amount of rapid blinking. "I have a feeling that you'll need me to not fall down," there's a hint of sarcasm in the way that she said them, but the words certainly reflected a sense of new found comfort in his presence. "Good, because I don't know what I would have done if you didn't find it in your heart to forgive me." Places a hand against her chest, feigning a devastated expression that seemed apparently short-lived. Daehyun, she mentally repeated the name to herself. "Taeyeon. My name's Taeyeon and well, Daehyun, you're going to have to stick real close or you're going to end up tripping down these rocks." Takes a few steps ahead, looking back over her shoulder at him from time to time.
The YouTuber pursed her lips, seeing that the other had a bit more confidence in her ability in her dancing skills and things like that. She just let out a sleepish chuckle and rubbed the back of her neck and nodded her head, “Yeah you did… 미안해” she said with a sleepish chuckle at the end. Eunji didn’t have that much self-confidence in herself ( which might be a huge surprise to other people, but it’s true ) and so, performing in front of people, especially in Taeyeon’s type of crowd, she’d feel a bit intimidated. Sure she performed in front of fans, but usually there weren’t a lot of people. She shook her head and snapped herself out of her thoughts when the other had spoke and she nodded her head, “Finger foods, finger foods…” she pursed her lips slightly as she thought of a place that was a bit healthy too, “And are you sure? I can pay for my food…” she said to the other, she didn’t want to force the other to pay for her food, “And what about a pizza place?”
She reacted to the other's expected apology with a dismissive wave of her hand. "I didn't mean for you to say sorry," a sincere look tugged at her features. "I just want you to be confident in yourself. You're great and I shouldn't be the only one that thinks that." The emotional exchange was enough for Taeyeon to hurriedly break the awkward pleasantries by clearing her throat into a balled up fist. "What I mean is -- keep your head up .. y-yeah." Presses uneasy palms against her thigh, rubbing them in a circular motion. "It's fine. It's only food. Next time, we'll get something double the price and you can pay then." She swore that she could distinctly recall an expanding grin; but was too busy contemplating on their choices of menu to even notice. "Pizza? I guess that would be the best option here." It had been a while since a side of french fries sat on her dinner table, but change was nice, felt nice -- felt good.
[ ✉ → Bae ] Are you sure it's not just my beauty? ㅋㅋ [ ✉ → Bae ] I'm in Girls' Generation for a reason! [ ✉ → Bae ] ...And that reason is singing. e u e
[ txt :: boo ] I'm not afraid to hurt you if you say stuff like that, Tiff.
[ txt :: boo ] I'm sure it's because of the fact that you can eat a box of chicken under ten minutes. I heard girl idols are supposed to have big appetite these days. ㅋ
Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 92 Truths about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. Tag the person who tagged you.
Tagged by: shxyn, sjoohyvn, daequies & insidxous.
• WHAT WAS YOUR:
Last Beverage: Soda.
Last phone call: The chicken delivery man .. or did you mean a more personal phone call? I don't have too much of those or really do long phone calls.
Last text message: "Oh god, no. I actually care for them, you know. Heh."
Last song you listened to: Frozen - Shin Bora.
Last time you cried: Excluding the usual sad episode from a typical Korean drama -- I .. don't know. It was a long time ago.
• HAVE YOU EVER:
Dated someone twice: No. We probably broke up for a reason.
Been cheated on: Not that I would know, but no.
Kissed someone and regretted it: Mm, no.
Lost someone special: Too many of them to count.
Been depressed: Depressed seems too extreme. Have I ever felt a little blue and down in the dumps? Yeah.
Been drunk and threw up: I've been drunk but not to that extent.
• LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS:
Maroon, mint green, and black.
• LAST YEAR, HAVE YOU:
Made a new friend: Yeah. I have.
Fallen out of love: No, that would mean that I fell in love.
Laughed until you cried: .. yeah.
Met someone who changed you: No.
Found out who your true friends are: It's still a work in progress.
Found out someone was talking about you: I wouldn't care.
• GENERAL:
How many people on your FB friends list do you know in real life: .. Facebook?
• FIRSTS:
First surgery: Back when I was still in the acting career .. as a kid. I -- well, something malfunctioned on the set of a scene and I had to get surgery.
First piercing: On the ears.
First best friend: I don't remember her name. Someone I met on the jungle gyms -- we ruled the school together once. Hah.
First sport you joined: I wasn't very athletic to begin with.
First vacation: Jeju Island. It was the greatest thing to me back then.
First pair of trainers: ... what?
• RIGHT NOW:
Eating: Dried mangos.
Drinking: Raspberry iced tea.
I’m about to: Put the mangos away because that's a bad combination.
Waiting for: Things to possibly take a turn for the better.
• YOUR FUTURE:
Want kids: Planning on it.
Get married: If I find someone, then yeah.
Career: I don't know. It's all a blur to me right now.
• WHICH IS BETTER:
Lips or eyes: Eyes.
Hugs or Kisses: Hugs are a lot more comforting.
Shorter or Taller: Taller, but that's not much of a problem with me.
Older or younger: Ah, age is but a number.
Romantic or Spontaneous: Romantically spontaneous.
Nice stomach or nice arms: Both. I'm picky.
Sensitive or Loud: Sensitive but there's a certain limit to how sensitive. If it's to the point where I don't want to be near you than no.
Hook-up or relationship: Relationships are messy, but relationships anyways.
Trouble maker or hesitant: Both.
• HAVE YOU EVER:
Kissed a stranger: If I did, I wouldn't remember.
Drank hard liquor: Hands down. Yes.
Lost glasses/contacts: Contacts, yeah.
Sex on first date: No.
Broke someones heart: -- no.
Arrested: No.
Turned someone down: Maybe in like the first grade.
Cried when someone died: Mhm.
Fallen for a friend: And regretted it.
•DO YOU BELIEVE IN:
Yourself: Sometimes.
Miracles: Good timing. Yes. Miracles? Not so much.
Love at first sight: I believe in attraction at first sight.
Heaven: I hope so.
Santa claus: He's been dead to me fora while.
Kiss on the first date: Possibly.
Angels: Heaven has it's angels. Maybe.
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