[hgdxyongguk]

— Yogi Bear

[hgdstephanie-blog]

Stephanie shut her eyes, digging the heels of her palms into her mat some more as she pushed to stretch out her spine. She didn’t care how distracting he was gonna be today, she was gonna get at least a fraction of the workout yoga was supposed to give her. 

At the sudden cry out in pain, Stephanie’s head – alongside the heads of the rest of the people in the room – immediately snapped up and turned towards the source of the sound, eyes wide in surprise. “Oh sh–” She stopped herself before she lowered herself down onto her knees, scrambling over to where Yongguk was lying on his mat. 

“Crap, Guk, you okay?!” Stephanie asked him, the other women in the room sharing looks of concern  amongst a sea of hushed murmurs as the instructor came over, kneeling down beside them. 

“Oh my goodness, are you okay? I’m so, so sorry, sir! I should’ve been more observant and watched the people at the back too,” she said, voice full of panic and worry as she looked down at Yongguk, then up at Stephanie with wide eyes. “You’re not hurt too, are you, miss? I’m really sorry that your boyfriend was hurt because I wasn’t paying attention. No one else is hurt, right?” The instructor was met with another set of soft murmurs.

Stephanie reeled back slightly at the instructor’s words, eyebrows raised in surprise. “Wait, wh– Yongguk? No, wait. He’s not my boyfriend.” She watched as the instructor’s cheeks flushed slightly in embarrassment, and she bit down on her lip as she looked back down at Yongguk, trying so hard not to burst out laughing at the entire situation. “You okay?” she asked again. “What’s hurting? Your leg? Arm? Hips? Talk to me, gramps!”

[hgdxyongguk]

Incredible. What kind of world was this? He’d practically grown up pushing cars and hauling around tires and various other hard labor. So how, he wondered, was he defeated by bending over and waving his ass in the air? Nobody else in the class was having this much trouble, but then again they’d been doing this for much longer than he had. This is what he gets for being a try hard, apparently.

Wincing and moving a hand to clutch his injured shoulder, he glanced around at the ruckus he’d caused. “‘M fine, ‘m fine, I just… Ugh, think I pulled something. Completely my fault, please don’t worry so much, miss.” His strained smile to the instructor was apologetic even though he’d been the one hurt. The smile he had for Stephanie, however, was a different matter entirely. He’d almost laughed at her protest to him being her boyfriend, would have if the pain shooting through his shoulder didn’t remind him of why they were all standing around anyway.

“Jagiya~ Don’t deny me like this in front of all these people.” He’d meant to reach out for her but there was that shooting pain again that made him think better of it, instead he settled for making kissy faces at her and being highly amused at her expression. Of course he’d play around during such a serious moment. “Shoulder. ‘S my shoulder. Felt something pop, they might have to amputate.” He flashed a gummy grin at his own silly statement, his eyes closing and the grin fading as the urgency of the situation finally dawned on him. “Much as I hate to say it, I probably need to go to the hospital.” he murmured in English to Stephanie in hopes of saving himself more embarrassment, “Don’t you dare call an ambulance, I’m taking a cab. Had enough people gawking at me for one day.”

[trillowfilm-blog]

whenever i feel sad i just listen to so what by beenzino and i feel so good after

[naflasmile]

handsome gummy bear on the geeks 💕

[hgdxyoongi-deactivated20151219]

[/sms - Yongguk] Can’t discuss it over mail. [/sms - Yongguk] Don’t feel like being in public [/sms - Yongguk] can I come over after work?

[hgdxyongguk]

[sms ⇨ 귀윤기] wow must be something deep...

[sms ⇨ 귀윤기] i understand tho

[sms ⇨ 귀윤기] yea for sure, i’ll be here.

[hgdxyongguk]

sliding in here real quick before i go to bed (being around family wears me out i swear to hayzeus–) i’ll get to following the new citizens of hongdae soon, just want to get out that due to a few threads closing i’m gonna be an idiot and reopen plotting/brainstorming ;; hopefully i won’t regret everything… also i really won’t be able to do much until this weekend. in the meantime here’s some plots and stuff, some have opened back up due to people leaving ;; bummer i know but hey have at it and let me know if any of these fits your muse ^^)/

Keep reading

[hgdxyongguk]

reblogging for the new kiddos and even the old ones come at me bro ovo

[hgdxyongguk]

( sms * mr bang bass ) hey it's you who always call me young prince lately, no take backs there ( sms * mr bang bass ) don't be a party pooper, i even ordered us pizza ( sms * mr bang bass ) i want your honest opinion this time, and i DO study...but this kind of studying requires two people, i can't do it alone ( sms * mr bang bass ) IT'S NOTHING PERVERTED EITHER, i promise

[sms ⇨ 아쿠아맨] ........if anybody can turn my dear friend sarcasm against me it would be you

[sms ⇨ 아쿠아맨] fine but i’m doing it for the pizza not for you c:

[sms ⇨ 아쿠아맨] liar do i need to screenshot you saying that you DON’T study? i believe the phrase was “you should know by now i never study“

[sms ⇨ 아쿠아맨] you doing something that’s not perverted?? i’m stopping by hell to check for icicles then i’ll be at your door

[tangledinloneliness]

[SMS → Unknown]: I accidentally wrote a digit wrong.. I’m sorry. [MMS → Unknown ]: Attached file [SMS → Unknown]: I think I’m pretty cute though, so let me love you?~

[hgdxyongguk]

[sms ⇨ Unknown] hm... okay you pass 

[sms ⇨ Some Cutie] do you even know who i am tho??

[sms ⇨ Some Cutie] didn’t your mother ever tell you not to love strangers?? or somethin like that...

[hgdeunbyul-blog]

lucky you.

→ @hgdxyongguk

an internal groan echoes through eunbyul’s mind for what could well be the tenth time in five minutes, and she manages to mutter “here we go again” under her breath without her supposedly best friend, hana, noticing. she feels like giving herself a pat on the back for having achieved this feat, although it could only be attributed to the way her friend had been droning on and on without stopping, making it impossible to hear eunbyul. seriously, it’s like she doesn’t even need to breathe. all that eunbyul could pick up from the unceasing prattle, however, were the words “you need a boyfriend” and frankly, that was enough to get on her nerves.

out of exasperation, eunbyul interrupts with a loud “god damn it, i have a boyfriend”, earning a few frowns here and there from the tables around hers, but she really couldn’t care less right now. on top of the ever-growing annoyance, she now finds a sense of regret instantaneously building up inside of her. as she rolls her eyes at how she always manages to get herself into deep trouble with her constant lies, her line of sight falls on the lean male pushing open the door to enter the café, and the previous regret that had settled down becomes eclipsed by relief.

as she nods in the direction of him, she confidently says, ”look, there he is.” the thought of a refusal didn’t even occur to her, because how could anyone say no to shin eunbyul? with a slight skip in her step, she walks over to him and naturally, almost as if though it was something she did on a daily basis, hooked her arm around his.

just like that, she drags the bewildered male to her table and makes him take a seat next to hers, but not before leaning in to whisper, “lucky you, you get to be shin eunbyul’s boyfriend for a day.”

[hgdxyongguk]

What a day, what a day. Yongguk couldn’t help but chuckle at the fact that he’d been scolded not once, not twice, but three times over the span of about an hour. Earlier today his mom had called to ask if he’d been eating right. Yongguk being his typical self only answered with a question, “What do you consider ‘right’ when it comes to eating, ma?” That earned him his first scolding of the day. It wasn’t long after that when his sister was in his ear going on about the importance of eating good, hearty meals. That was enough to get him out to look for a “good, hearty meal” just to appease his two favorite women since he really didn’t feel like cooking and anyway they’d both threatened him if he resorted to ramen like he usually did. His third scolding came from a stranger on the bus, an ahjumma who had a dire need to comment on how thin he was and how he should go get himself a hot meal. These women were conspiring against him, he just knew it. So there he was walking into the first cafe he could think of that served good food when he was ambushed by yet another woman. The universe was out to get him today.

“Lucky you, you get to be Shin Eunbyul’s boyfriend for a day.”

His expression was blank, his eyes blinking rapidly from the time the stranger slipped her arm around his to the moment she’d forced him into the unoccupied seat adjacent to hers. Eat something, they said. Not ramen again, they said. Get yourself a hot meal, they said. What had he gotten himself into? And who the hell was Shin Eunbyul? Taking a moment to clear his throat, he glanced over at the woman who’d basically claimed him for the day, an eyebrow raising slightly as he eyed her. He wanted to laugh it off, wanted to get up and search the cafe asking where the hidden cameras were. Surely he’d wandered onto some kind of candid camera type show and they were looking for a favorable reaction from him to up their ratings. 

But in that brief moment that he looked at her he could see the “HELP” written on her face, practically glowing like neon sign in the dead of night. Shit. Was he really going through with this k-drama type shit? She was gonna pay dearly after this was done, he’d hoped the look in his eyes had told her just as much. After putting on a warm smile he’d put an arm around her shoulder, raising his free hand to lightly poke her nose. “Why is our Eunbyul-i so impatient? I told you I was on my way, Jagi~”

[minjoork]

the night we don't speak of,

[minjoork]

daehyun was no stranger to sarcasm–it was his language, his air; he breathed it in, exhaled it on others. but tonight, as the drunken stupor wore off, it rattled in his ears, never quite settled, never made sense. he had asked for a warm welcome–had offered something more heated–yet sarcasm had never met his tongue, not then, anyway. it felt out of place; forced him to shake his head, to look elsewhere as he stepped inside yongguk’s apartment and kicked off his shoes, stretched his arms above his head.

“shesh, chill, i get it. no touching the bed.” he said, waved a hand towards the other; then, with more curiosity than haste, he stepped towards the couch, draped himself over it. even when his body stilled, his eyes moved around, captivated by such a foreign sight; it felt private, guarded, as if the air itself had yongguk’s signature over it. as if it brushed against him, alive and curious too. as if he listened close enough, he could hear the echo of yongguk’s voice; deep and solid, a force in itself. one thought led to another, tugged on the next, left him with flimsy ideas and a wandering mind. “you know.” he said, voice distant, absent; head still spinning in fantasy. “i meant everything i said on the phone.”

[hgdxyongguk]

Maybe it was being in the cold night air or perhaps it was the fact that he was now home in his private space and not in his place of work with employees that looked up to him as their boss, but he was thinking of the night’s antics in a slightly different light. He thought about what was said, the words that were practically purred to him over the phone still clear in his mind as if he’d just heard them seconds ago. He’d be lying if he said they didn’t make him feel something, that sort of feeling that sent shivers down one’s spine and caused an intrusion of goosebumps along with other sensations that would be deemed unpleasant while in public. But he felt like he’d also be foolish to admit such a thing to even himself, much less someone like Jung Daehyun. On the other hand it wouldn’t hurt to have a little fun, right?

“Did you?” He’d kicked off his own shoes and pulled off his hoodie, carelessly tossing it aside before making his way over to his bed. “For some reason I don’t believe you.” There was a slight smirk as he turned his back on the other male, pulling his shirt over his head and dropping it at his own feet. His expression was nonchalant as he undid his pants and let them fall on their own before stepping out of them, as if undressing and prancing about in nothing but a pair of navy blue boxer briefs in front of someone who’d attempted to seduce him not long ago was a nightly routine. Turning slightly he scanned the bed for his tank top, spotting it amongst the tangle of sheets and picking it up but not immediately putting it on. “You see, young prince,” his features hinted at amusement as he slowly shuffled closer, tank top twirling in his hand as he glanced down at the figure lounging on his couch, “You sounded pretty tipsy before. Plus I was under the impression that you were strictly into women. So why should I believe any of what you said, huh?”

[hgdxyongguk]

— Yogi Bear

[hgdstephanie-blog]

“Well… that depends. How comfortable would you be with me being your maybe future sister-in-law?Because a woman who can convince you to do yoga is a woman I want to put a ring on.” Stephanie wiggled her eyebrows teasingly, trying to keep her grin toned down, but most definitely failing. 

All joking aside, however, when Stephanie turned her head and noticed Yongguk’s position, she looked towards the instructor, only to find she was preoccupied with one of the women at the front of the room. “Hey,” she said, turning back towards Yongguk and calling for his attention. “Space your feet apart a bit more. You might fall if they’re too close together, and as hilarious as that would be…” – Stephanie swears she’s once of those nice people that doesn’t laugh at another person’s pain – “I also don’t wanna be taking you to the emergency room. And… wait, hold on.” 

Carefully lowering herself back down onto her knees with practiced breaths, Stephanie shuffled herself over to Yongguk’s side, hand patting the mat an inch away from where his feet were. “Bring your feet a little further in, and have them about shoulder-width apart. Oh, and…” She paused, bringing her hand up to his lower back. “Bring this down a bit more. Don’t want you fracturing your hip, gramps.” 

With a soft chuckle, she sat back on her heels, gaze travelling from his head to his feet. “’Kay. Looks good,” she said, casting another wary glance over at the instructor before shuffling back to her mat, getting back into position with a few more practiced breaths. 

“Lookin’ good, everyone! Great job,” she heard the instructor say. “We’re just gonna hold it here for another minute or so. Keep breathing!”

[hgdxyongguk]

“Hm…” Yongguk pretended to think seriously about that for a moment, his lips pursing through the grimaces that kept wanting to take over. Not an easy feat with the position he was now in. “I think… If you became... My in-law... Then you two would put your... Devious minds together to torture both me and my brother... and we just don’t need that trauma... No thank you, ma’am.” The quiet snicker that left him was briefly interrupted by short huffs accompanied by even more grimacing. How were these women doing shit like this everyday?

“Hey,”

He took a chance on cutting his eyes over his arm at her, his brows furrowing as he watched her move covertly to his side. Yet another huff left him as he tried to listen to her instructions, moving what she told him to move and adjusting to the direction of her hand. He didn’t even blink at the fact that she was touching him, this was no big deal where they were from.

“Kay. Looks good.”

Did he really? Something still didn’t feel quite right to him. With a wince he squirmed a bit and glanced over at where she’d already gotten back into position. Show off. After the instructor called for them to hold it for another minute he almost whimpered like a little bitch, instead pulling his lips in to form a straight line and glaring at the mat beneath him like it was at fault for him being there. Fuck it, if he had to stay like that for a while then he was gonna get comfy. He slyly readjusted himself back to the way he was, which wasn’t exactly cozy but it damn sure felt better than how he was. There, now if he could just move his hands a little more to the… 

“AGH!” The sound left him involuntarily as he felt something in his shoulder twist in a painful way, causing him to collapse into his mat with his teeth clenched and his eyes widened by both pain and embarrassment. Yoga was evil, pure evil.

[hgdxyongguk]

closer than blood ~ yongguk + jiho

@hgdxjiho:

It didn’t take long for Jiho to pretty much completely take over the couch, as was his normal custom whenever coming over here. At least until Yongguk arrived, Jiho always sprawled himself out over the cushions, ending up mostly almost upside down, his head hanging over the edge of the seat, staring at the television screen. Jiho didn’t have a television at his university dorm, but Yongguk’s was perfect. Jiho had named it Miranda (because Jiho gave names to everything, inanimate or otherwise).

When he heard Yongguk come in though, he smiled widely and hopped up like a bunny, his bright blonde hair a bit of a mess. “You’re hooome! Welcome back!” he laughed. “For a while there, I thought you already were here and taking a shower or something, but then you didn’t answer and I realized I was just talking to myself. First point of the night for Delusional Jiho.” He flopped back on the couch. “You can go take a shower but only if you bring me back selfies,” he cackled.

“Only the first point of the night? Thought you would have racked those up by now.” Yongguk teased, flashing a gummy grin as he reached up to playfully ruffle the younger’s mop of blond strands. He’d never had a little brother, what with him being considered the youngest of the Bang siblings, but he was pretty sure Jiho was the next best thing.

There was a scoff from him followed by a roll of his eyes as he moved the three steps it took to get to his shoebox of a closet. “Yah yah, that’s exclusive content. If you want shower selfies you gotta pay the big bucks.” He joked over his shoulder as he grabbed his usual nighttime outfit of a pair of sweats and a tank top. “Unless we’re dating then I can give you a pretty good discount.”  The sounds of his chuckling could be heard even after he’d closed himself up in his tiny bathroom, rushing to shower and wash his hair as not to miss any part of their television and snack ritual.

[hgdxyongguk]

— Drift

[hgdangel-deactivated20151231]

Angelique smiled when she heard the invitation. Finally – was what she thought. Overall, she was not the exact type of girl who thinks about the consequences of her actions, but since she had begun to be monitored by her father, she developed a tendency to be more careful. Angelique had to learn to be prudent, and to hide her true personality and instincts. She had been doing a great job until then, by the way.

But thatunknown boy in front of her – with a lovely smile and a smell so remarkabl that made her want to grab him right there – gradually begun to awaken something inside of her that had been dormant for really long. His deep voice made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. That boy was so close now, that not to look directly at his mouth was an almost impossible task, and to be honest it’s not like Angelique had even tried. The French girl licked his own lips unconsciously, before finally answering. Her voice as low as his, considering the very small distance between them.

“Take me anywhere, and I’ll be glad to show you what I can do.” But she could not resist.

The distance was so little, and in that position his face was the same height as her own. Angelique shortened the distance between them even more. She really did not care, there was no need to play the timid young lady. One of her hands touched his shoulder, as the other fit itself on the curve of his neck.

“Have a free sample, though.” She whispers playfully and the tip of her tongue only licks his bottom lip right before she bites it.

[hgdxyongguk]

Yea, fuck the drinks. Something about this woman with her ability to take charge and her just go for it attitude definitely stirred something inside him. It ignited that primal instinct within him, set it ablaze and made it burn hotter than was probably safe for such a public setting. it made him want to throw her over his shoulder, maybe even smack her ass while he made a swift exit with her and headed to his place with the rawest of sexual intentions. Now that’s some caveman shit for you.

The sudden contact made his eyebrows raise, caused him to fight back a groan as she teased his lush lips with her tongue and pearly whites. It was definitely time to go. “Mm, that was a nice sample but I think I’m ready for the full version. Let’s get outta here, huh?” He was already moving, not really waiting for an answer as he snaked an arm around her to keep from losing contact with this magnificent creature. With a half smirk on his face he made his way with her out of the bar, wasting no time in hailing a cab to carry them off to Pureuda apartments.

[jeppbangme]

[hgdloco-blog]

[ hw&yg ] . red solo cup

[hgdloco-blog]

[…]

no one would ever be able to tell him that anybody else was having nearly as much fun as the two of them were in that hallway. as he was sat sprawled on the ground looking over to the familiar face, he wondered through that drunken haze just why he had never gotten speak to him before because this guy was fucking cool. he was even speaking english! he even told him this as they wandered down the hall, his shoulder hitting the wall even though he was positive they had trekked a straight line. the homeowners should look into that. “you are so nice, fuck.” he spoke with every ounce of sentiment in the deepest depths of his drunken heart, the sentence almost undecipherable in the native jeollado accent. his finger was nearly jabbing yongguk’s chest in his attempt to make a point, the only thing keeping him stable being his arm around the other shoulders.

“some hyungs aren’t nearly as nice as you.” he sighed heavily, his head shaking in extreme disappointment. then suspicion hit him, the feeling transferring to his eyes as he turned a gaze anew upon his new friend. “you are a hyung right?” then he doubted himself, grinning at his own foolishness. “yeah, you are. listen to your voice.” his face frowned up in his imitation. “my names yongguk.” he lowered his voice as deep as it could go before he fell into a fit of laughter, his face reddening as he nearly slipped to the ground once more, his knees turned to jelly momentarily. “you do it on purpose don’t you? that doesn’t make sense.” he straightened back up as much as he could, a series of questions leaving as they occurred to him. “do other people where you’re from sound like that? where are you from? why is your english so good?”

as they traveled down the hallway towards the nearest bathroom, he slowly began to lose his words. he hadn’t been lying in his immediate need. this was not a rare occurrence. in fact, it was pretty frequent. fortunately he’d been to this house before so he vaguely remembered where he’d spent a good chunk of the party and as they spilled into the bathroom, he crashed first into the wall before he took his hat off to pass to yongguk. “hold up a minute but you keep talking, okay?” tumbling to his knees, he was fortunate to make it to the toilet before the first heave.

[hgdxyongguk]

“What the fuck are you even saying?” In any other setting it would be odd to hear the occasional thump of bodies hitting a wall followed by the giggling of two grown men, but here? It was practically a tradition. Yongguk had his arm around his younger companion, hand patting at his shoulder every now and then as they made their long journey down a seemingly never ending hallway. And had it always been laid out like an obstacle course? He’d meant to be helpful, after all Loco was literally fall-on-your-ass drunk, fat lot of good that did him considering walking in a straight line proved to be a feat even for him right now.

The laugh that left him was loud, probably even heard from the other end of the house they were stumbling through. That was all he could get out as he listened to the rambling, giving up on trying to hear through that damn accent but at least he was able to make out a few words here and there through his drunken haze. The imitation of his deep voice left him highly amused, his hand making another series of pats on the other’s shoulder. “For sure a hyung. ‘Less you’re just an old man with a baby face. Woah. Shit.” His free hand moved to grasp at Loco as he almost took another spill, poor guy needed a crutch and Yongguk was able to give him about as much stability as a chair with a missing leg.

Finally the end of their epic journey was in sight.There was a sigh of relief as they entered the bathroom, Yongguk giving a mock salute to the younger male after taking his hat. “Aight so,” he began as his hands moved to push back his unruly strands and slide on Loco’s hat in the backwards position in one fluid movement. “I’m from the States, New York, the birthplace of hip hop. I’m from Brooklyn tho, not the Bronx. That’s where hip hop was really born.” His features had developed that lost-in-his-own-mind look again as he slowly slid down the closed door, eventually slumping into a sitting position against it with his legs absentmindedly splayed out in front of himself. “Probably not a lot of people sound like me. ‘M pretty sure my brother’s the only one who sounds exactly like me. Looks exactly like me too. Or I look like him I guess, he was born first.” It was his turn to ramble on, his words spilling out of him to the background of his new found friend vomiting a short distance away. A budding friendship indeed.

[hgdxyongguk]

“I can’t believe you forgot.”

“Technically I didn’t forget. Just got sidetracked…” The smile gracing his lips was apologetic albeit a bit sheepish. Truthfully he did get sidetracked at work, something that was pretty much the norm if he was honest with himself. He’d become engrossed in his work, got lost under the hood of a Porsche tuned for street racing. It was well after closing time when one of the last lingering employees hinted at the time, causing him to return to the world around him. Bless his workers, not only had they closed up in time but a couple had chosen to stick around to keep an eye on things until the owner decided to step out of lala land and take care of his responsibility of locking up the garage.

Shaking his head slightly to bring himself out of his reverie he focused on the female before him. “I’m here now, ain’t I? Better late than never and all that.” The chuckle that left him had a slight tinge of leftover sheepishness from the previous smile, a hand moving to run through freshly washed but somewhat messy strands. “Ah… I apologize anyway, please forgive me?”

[hgdxyongguk]

( sms * mr bang bass ) because i am your young prince-slash-master and you can't say no to me ㅋㅋㅋ ( sms * mr bang bass ) now hurry up, i need your help with something regarding my studies too ( sms * mr bang bass ) and i want a second tattoo too

[sms ⇨ 아쿠아맨] ............

[sms ⇨ 아쿠아맨] changed my mind i’m going back home

[sms ⇨ 아쿠아맨] prince slash master how dare you

[sms ⇨ 아쿠아맨] you wouldn’t need help with your studies if you actually studied...

[sms ⇨ 아쿠아맨] are you telling me you want a second one cause you want my opinion this time or are you just trying to be cool??

[hgdxyongguk]

( sms * mr bang bass ) aw are you upset i didnt consult you about your opinion earlier? i figured you didn't really care actually ( sms * mr bang bass ) awesome, i will be waiting for you ( sms * mr bang bass ) you should know by now i never study

[sms ⇨ 아쿠아맨] pfft upset? why would that upset me? and who said i cared? your body your ink

[sms ⇨ 아쿠아맨] no i take that back, i do care. getting a good piece is important. i thought you knew how much i like tattoos...

[sms ⇨ 아쿠아맨] yea yea be there in a bit i guess

[sms ⇨ 아쿠아맨] yah why do i always end up doing what you want me to in the end???