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롱디 (Long:D) - All Night (Feat. 김도연 of 위키미키)

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tearedrops:

               she hadn’t necessarily planned on running into him in this manner , though she can’t help but to wonder if maybe some god above ( if such mythical creatures exist ) heard her prayers & decided to answer them . had he been any other human being , she might’ve reeled back once his hand extends towards her face , but instead she stays contently in place , gulping as his fingers come into contact with the ample flesh of her soft cheeks . cutie ‘saeng . the two words both excite & irk her , partially flattered by the nickname whilst being partially annoyed because she wants to be seen as more than cute teenager she is .

               ‘  - who am i looking this cute for ??  ‘     you you you you you .     ‘  noooo one in particular !! why oppa ?? am i looking too cute ??  ‘     her elbow comes to rest against the table top , using the palm of her hand as a makeshift perch for her chin as she grins across at him , animated hearts practically ghosting within the pupils of chocolate orbs .     ‘  pink ?? i haven’t ate anything yet . i was gonna eat but i got distracted . ahhhhh ,  ‘     she opens her mouth diligently , hands coming to rest against the table top as she waits patiently for the now sauced up kimbap . a small hand comes to cover her mouth , chewing with a scrunch of her nose .     ‘  ani , i’m not skipping any class !! unless study periods count then i’m skipping studying . but don’t you want to spend time with me ?? especially when i look as cute as you’re describing !!  ‘     a small hand reaches out then , her thumb moving to brush a non - existent sauce stain from the corner of his lips .     ‘  messy oppa .  ‘     she tuts , pouting across at him . 

“I’ll worry if you don’t eat well, okay? It’s going to snow soon,” He nearly stopped mid sentence, thinking of the times where he himself went through the beginning of the exam seasonl sick and his hands were too cold to peel even an orange himself. The image of her doing it instead warmed his cheeks as he thought of peeling it for her as simple an idea it was. “--ah, tomorrow actually,” he tacks onto the end of sentence, a half of a thought as he watched her chew with the cutest little scrunch in her nose. He thinks he almost died, it’s way too adorable and he’s never sure if he was ever truly ready for it.  He looked back down into his note book and then the crinkles in the foil that held more kimbap. “Speaking of spending time with someone,” he eased more comfortably in his seat , sucking the rest of the sauce from the end of his chopsticks before closing them into his palm waiting for the urge to surface to eat some more. “You ever, really, really wanna fuck your friend-?”  he wiped his mouth where she touched in habit his eyes finally resting back on her, “-but you don’t wanna ruin your dynamic?”

[grapesvda]

!! Sorry for the sudden disappearance, I’ll be doing replies shortly! If anyone wants to make changes to our plots, drop threads or start new ones, let me know ;>

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◤ нαивιи & ѕкує ιи ▨ ℓєт мє ℓσνє уσυ мσσ∂вσαя∂

     נυѕт ℓєт мє ℓσνє уσυ Let me, love, let me love you   As much as my heart flutters I’m worried the destiny is jealous of us   Just like you I’m so scared When you see me   When you touch me     ¢αυѕє уσυ ℓσνє мє αи∂ ι ℓσνє уσυ

( ♡'∂ ву @grapesvda )

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Send “🌌+ A Muse” and I’ll describe their aesthetic!

Jack Overland requested @grapesvda​

blues and white, snow covered fields, a winter sky, warm sweaters, not wearing shoes, ice, ice skates, slushies, club lights, snow flakes, breath in cold air, t-shirts, bottles of vodka, snowball fights, house parties, full rooms, sitting on a rooftop alone looking at the moon, obscurity, messy room, apartment couches, foosball tables, feet propped up on a coffee table, fullness, hoodies, breathing on a window and then drawing in the fog, laughter, moonlight, dagger, lamposts lit in the dead of night 

[grapesvda]

With a steadying breath Yixing rapped his knuckles against the door frame, peering into the room cautiously. “I, uh. I saw you in the neighborhood, and wanted to say hi. I brought cakes?” He motioned awkwardly with the box in his hand, the other hand brushing through his hair. “I’m Yixing, by the way. Welcome to the neighborhood.”

It was rather strange to be getting knocks at his door at this time of the day, especially at his apartment where he rarely spent time other than to dress for business or wind down from a long day of decision making, so immediately Hanbin knew that it was a stranger that had come to see him. When he answers the door however he’s mopping wet strands from his face from having washed out the gel from his two-toned hair less than a minute earlier, squinting past the shampoo that had gotten in his eyes but he doesn’t release the door lock until he’s seeing clearly. “The buzzer’s not working?” he mentioned, taking a half step back to look at his indoor camera screen, its picture seems good, showing a rather upclose picture of his visitors nervous expression. “I do like cake, but–,” he paused, wondering what made the other think that he had just moved in the building, he’d been there longer than most of the tenants, and well– he often got so much slack from the ahjummas in the elevator with a lot to say that he was pretty much tired of it. “–oh, the delivery,” he snorted, straightening his wet t-shirt on his shoulders a bit and finally unlocking the door. “I did just get pitched new furniture, -it’s kind of a thing that happens without my permission these days, but, here, come in, I’m sorry I made you wait–just you know, murderers, bank robbers, pizza delivery guys, –you can never be too careful right? These days It’s like you’re cute n all but I’ll punch you, ”  he waited until the other found his way inside before kicking the door closed behind him. “Have a seat, Yixing?– that doesn’t sound like a korean name, is that thai? chinese?” he inquired, lips pursing. “Anyway, I’m Hanbin–neighbor,  resident stealer of all things pizza related nice to meet you,”

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guardixns:

Drinking too much was one of Jack’s very bad habits, and when his friends would take him out for grilled meat and soju, he would always end up plastered, probably trying to dance on the table and burn himself on the grill or otherwise making a totally idiot of himself. So he made a promised Hanbin that if he took him out for dinner Jack would definitely not get hammered and only drink a moderate amount of soju. It was a weekday after all and Jack had to walk dogs in the morning and Hanbin had to… do whatever Hanbin did when he made music, if he was even going to make music the next day. Jack did know his schedule like that. 

Anyways as they sat down at the table, Jack eyed the meat that other people were grilling excitedly. “I want pork belly and short rib and brisket, oh can we get intestine too?” It wasn’t that Jack was taking advantage of Hanbin’s lack of money problems, it was just that Jack had so many problems with money that when friends took him out for a night he always ended up getting overzealous. He hadn’t eaten anything except ramyeon for the past week, so it was no wonder he was excited about getting actual food. “Have I ever told you that I love you,” He joked as he scoured the menu for more things to order.

When they met at one of Jiwon’s parties a while back, Hanbin thought two things about Jack. One was that he was an insane, wild, untouched spirit. Nobody could touch him, and at one point Hanbin even questioned if the other was real with not only the sheer about of alcohol he was able to drink, but how long he was able to keep going. The second thing Hanbin thought was that Jack was quite the quirky one, seemingly adventurous even, but the fun he sought was so destructive that Hanbin questioned a couple of the wild nights that he had experienced on his own time. It was absolutely amazing, and terrifying and Hanbin couldn’t keep his eyes off of the elder, curious to see just what mess he’d get himself into next. Hanbin always tried to take care of Jack the best he could however, knowing of energy drops and lonliness after nights surrounded by people and mornings spent alone himself. 

“I’m proud of you man, you made it this far --I don’t know how you do it but you did,”  he laughed, reaching to ruffle the other males hair playfully when he’s given such a thankful cheerful responce to just the menu. That kind of energy was attractive and Hanbin always wanted to surround himself in it, take some with him for when he couldn’t create his own and it never failed to brighten up his day. “Your excitement only will make the food taste even better once it comes, kinda like sugar on a piping hot sandwhich or kimchi n’ rice in the morning so keep it up,” he smiled softly, settling in his seat and taking the menu in his hands. The restaraunt that they were in was fairly new yet the plastic was weathered from already having served so many. He gazed at it, glossing over the noodles and the section with all the appetizers before finding all the different dishes that his friend had decided he had wanted to eat and then calling over the waitress. “Man, don’t -- I’ll die or whatever,” Hanbin chortled again at Jack’s profession of love for him and while he knew it was mostly for the food, he really loved to take care of his friends and see that they were happy. While he couldn’t always be around Jack, he wanted to treat him when he was, learn more about the spirited man like he had with Jihwan when they spent time together over corn dogs and string cheese a couple summers back.  Hanbin felt his cheeks warm with his embarrassment. “It’s the least I could do, but don’t get too spoiled and drink yourself stupid,-- I don’t care how well soju goes with meat, your limit is two,  you still gotta tell me how you did that upsidedown keg stand and still could recite the national anthem, it was ridiculous and we’re not leaving without the secret--oh.” Hanbin cleared his throat when the waitress sautered over with her little platter of glasses and a pitcher of water. 

“What will you two be having, --everything is made for a group is that okay?”  her voice was filled with worry, staring at himself and Jack and wondering if they could finish a  four portion meal with just the two of them. He could tell by the way she clutched her now empty platter to her waist and scuffled the pages of her notepad to prep for taking their order.  “Yeah, my friend and I will take the Samgyupsal platter with the spicy honey garlic sauce, uh, the L.A. Kalbi spare ribs--and,” he pointed at the menu, tapping the pictures respectively as he spoke before looking over at his friend when he felt like he was forgetting something. “Do you have cola, and will the platter come with cod?” he asked her, stacking the menus in his hand to give to her when she’s finished writing. “Jack, does that sound good to you?”

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Valentine’s Day Sentence Starters

Mixed Starters :: Cute :: Fluffy :: Valentine’s Day Gone Wrong.

“Who needs a date on valentine’s day when I have you?”

“Our waiter is so hot.”

“No, you have fun with your date. Don’t let my being stood up stop you.”

“Oh, my god… the babysitter just cancelled on us! how are we supposed to go on the date now?”

“Valentine’s day is my favorite holiday! I know it’s lame but I can’t help it. I’m a hopeless romantic. there, I said it.”

“We’re going Dutch, right?”

“Tell me that’s not my ex over there.”

“What do you mean you’re at the restaurant across town?”

“You’re literally the worst when it comes to being romantic.”

“Babe, you know I love you, but… last time you cooked me a meal, I ended up in hospital. can’t we just go out for dinner…?”

“Nobody said anything about this being a cover band!”

“Um… yeah, these are really nice and all, but I’m allergic to roses.”

Tthis is the worst valentine’s surprise ever! were you trying to scare me to death?!”

“Oh my– are you proposing?!”

“Do you think my secret admirer might finally reveal themselves today?”

“Valentine’s day is such a scam of a holiday… it’s so stupid! I hate it.”

“We’re eating out at the Golden Arches!”

“We’re going to do anti-valentine’s day this year. we’re going to go out and do all of the least romantic date ideas ever, just to stick it to the man.”

“I can’t believe I’m actually at a wedding on valentine’s day. what a lame cliché.”

“Does this have caramel in it? I’m allergic to caramel!”

“How was I supposed to know there would be a bee in the bouquet?!”

“This is not a proposal!”

“I shaved my legs for this?”

“My boss told me I have to work late.”

“I didn’t realize these tickets were for the nosebleed section.”

“Um, I tried to buy some sexy underwear, but I think they sent me the wrong size…”

“That movie was awful.”

“You can’t seriously be proposing right now? on valentine’s day? couldn’t you have thought of something a little more original than that?”

“Something has been nibbling on these chocolates.”

“Um, I know this is really cliché and all, but it’s valentine’s day and I just wanted to say… I really like you.”

“I’m going to be stuck at work for a little longer… I’m sorry, I know it’s our date tonight…”

“I forgot to make reservations.”

“I am not going to be your fake-date to this party.”

“I wish I could do more for you today but I’m really broke…”

“I love them and all, but their poetry is so bad! they’ve written seven love poems just for today.”

“So… can I assume you don’t have a date tonight either?”

“Olive Garden is not fine dining!”

“I’m really sorry my dog peed on your good shoes.”

“I didn’t forget that it was valentine’s day! I swear! your present is just… it’s somewhere else.”

“What do you mean these diamonds are fake?”

“We’re out of condoms.”

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[grapesvda]

remilisce:

          “ sir, for the last time, i CANNOT install a new oil filter by today. we have to order the appropriate parts for your type of car. you will have to wait until tomorrow to pick up your car. “ the hardest part of working in an automotive repair shop is not the machines but the people. it took all of remi’s willpower to not roll her eyes at this returning customer. she hates the days she works the desk. she belongs in the garage but her boss LOVES to see her struggle.

however, an audible sigh breathed through the nose once the bell hanging from the door did it’s jingle. fantastic. another customer. with a forced, welcoming smile, she greeted with a bow. “ how may i help you? “

ft. @grapesvda

“Listen, so what had happened was..” he began, knocking his knuckles on the desk that was in front of him. He was trying to sort his thoughts entirely, trying to come up with a perfectly good reason on how exactly his car got to be the wreck that it was. He actually wished that he’d somehow had the ability to fix it without having to look someone in the eyes with the amount of work that would need to go into it. Needless, hard, manual work. It would be an expensive operation on his baby, they’re definitely have to source out her parts but no-one else was this close and this somewhat reputable around him. “I kind of need her to be ready in three days, I have this meeting and I need four seats for my advisor and ...and look, I’m a little desperate please understand,” he realized that he had been staring at a rather old notepad on the desk, tracing the print with a relatively nervous gaze. “I just heard what you told the guy over there, and this is well, it’s fucking worse than just an oil filter, but  ha-  oh jeez, i’m screwed aren’t I,”

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send me a heart to learn something about my muse!

❤: does my muse consider themselves a romantic?

♡: how does my muse act, consciously and/or subconsciously, around people they are romantically interested in?

❥: what is my muse's ideal date?

ღ: how does my muse feel about displays of affection in public and/or in private?

💕: how does my muse express their feelings? do they do through small but meaningful gestures, or through bold declarations?

💘: how does my muse act/react when they first realize that they had a crush on somebody?

💝: what would my muse consider a "perfect gift"?

💓: how does my muse feel about physical intimacy?

💌: how would my muse go about confessing to someone they liked? would they do it indirectly or directly, or maybe not at all?

💟: what are three traits that my muse looks for in a partner?

💙: how would my muse handle seeing their object of affection falling in love with someone else?

💚: how does my muse feel about love? about falling in love? about being in love?

💜: how long might it take for my muse to say "i love you" for the first time?

💛: does my muse believe in love-at-first-sight? in soulmates? in fate?

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luminarylore:

i was just thinking about that??? i  was like ehh we gotta include a few more years too

honestly i just think the younger gen likes to forget their seniors exist and go through the same thing, probably even longer.  house phone? had it. struggled to get mom to accept me having a cell phone and when i got one was it an iphone? absolutely not. brick phone. square. heavy. small. barely could see the letters but damn having one was the best feeling. least you could throw it at the wall when it didnt work and it’d still be alive or even better. projector?  their plastic slides always were stained ( red? green ink? haha good luck getting it off ) we were lucky they worked  half the time and if the teach had bad handwriting forget about learning anything. chunky tv? imagine a whole class. ( all 60+  ) trying to watch the documentary on one screen with shot volume and having to write a paper about it later. lololol.   man even mechanical keyboards cause that was the desktop age.  does no-one remember how loud they were and if you could type relatively fast wow the whole library would shit their pants. haha.  94 or even earlier maybe, but that’s my experience. don’t forget about the 90′s kids lol. the struggle was real.