beautiful

you who are more beautiful than anything else

[lqsana]

[rcwcon-blog]

the taste of it had, admittedly, been an acquired one, the bitter taste only bearable with an equal quantity of sugar to liquid (much to his mother’s dismay), growing to an affectionate liking from a simple ‘i need energy’ over the span of a couple years, and even that managed to grow and impregnate a deep love for even the unsweetened. Coffee. rowoon liked to think of his growing love for it the same way he thought of his own self ( whether it be growth, development or even prestige ). He now took it black and head first. every single day. And while the male did try to keep the damage to one cup ( a large one ) a day, there were some, like today, where he found himself in line for the second one. 

rowoon handed a way too big bill for his own order to the barista with a smile “that’s for mine and whoever comes next,” maybe if he did a nice deed it would counter act the second boost of caffeine of the day “keep whatever change.” he added, sending a gentle grin to the worker and moving to find himself a table as he waited for his order to be done.

[hkimikos-blog]

kimiko was sure that at this point, her bloodstream was at least half coffee. the fashion designer often stayed up late, sketching away on her notepads, making beautiful designs appear over the plain paper, drawing away like she had no concept of time. of course, not being a student and not speaking the native language fluently, kimiko spent a lot of time on her own. it didn’t help that she was as bitter as the way she liked her coffee. vindictive and cold, the girl often spent her days alone, not even bothering with her step brother most of the time. today was no different, her pencils stretched out over the table top as she neatly colored in her patterns, another pencil keeping her bun in place. many things didn’t catch her eye, but the handsome stranger walking in did. kimiko had an eye for beauty, and an even better eye for men that she found attractive. lined eyes flick up to watch him move, the way he interacted with people. she was observant. “if you’re not scared, there’s an empty spot across from me.” she comments, red lips quirked up at the corners. “don’t worry, i don’t bite.” hard.

[hkimikos-blog]

woohns:

TODAY, WOOHYUN TRIES. he tries to be a good step-brother, a good family member, but it doesn’t necessarily help when he’s the biggest introvert of all of jeju and his demon of a step-sister always has it out of him. but it’s when he’s getting a cup of coffee right after a gig, woohyun spots kimi across the way and out of impulsive –– the male walks up and greets her with nervousness on the tip of his tongue whilst shifting from one foot to the other, awkwardly. “ kimi-ah, ” woohyun softly murmurs with a plea heavily laced in his tone, gripping his coffee cup tightly before looking down at his shoes after a beat passes. “ i –– uh, just wanted to see how you were doing … ”

kimiko couldn’t blame anything on woohyun. it wasn’t his fault that their parents had fallen in love and gotten married, forcing kimiko out of osaka and into a country where she didn’t know the language and knew no one. she didn’t want a sibling. she was perfectly happy on her own, but now she didn’t have a choice, and she felt BAD for resenting woohyun. “sit.” she says simply. “you’re making me seem like a bitch by standing there looking like you’re about to cry.” she takes a sip of her tea, staring intently at her step brother. “i’m sketching, but everything is turning out shitty and i have a deadline to meet, so i’m stressed as fuck.”

[hkimikos-blog]

hello there my wonderful children!! i’m tabi and this is my hot fucking mess of a gal kimiko!! she’s very near and dear to my heart but she’s also a bitch so just beware!!!

Keep reading

[hkimikos-blog]

the cafe was a simple one, but kimiko didn’t need fancied coffees or anything of the sort, not when she was in her element. sketchbook stretched out in front of her, colored pencils and pens littered on top of the table, the young girl tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, cold eyes examining the drawing, seeing if she truly wanted to keep it, submit it, or just throw it away. a looming shadow crossed her paper and she sighed bitterly, twirling her pen between her fingers. “can i HELP you?” she spits, lifting her head to look at the other. “you’re being a nuisance and annoying me, so either say what you need to say, or fuck off.” she smoothes out her skirt, the short fabric barely covering the tops of her thighs. 

[hkimikos-blog]

TASK 1: STATS (click me!!)

[hkimikos-blog]

i promise i will post a starter tomorrow when i feel a little less like death

[hkimikos-blog]

hello there my wonderful children!! i’m tabi and this is my hot fucking mess of a gal kimiko!! she’s very near and dear to my heart but she’s also a bitch so just beware!!!

so her label is the vixen

that says enough 

she’s the step sibling of woohyun and not a willing one

that girl that will steal ur man and not gaf about it

short skirts n heels n red lipstick on collars is her aesthetic

eyeliner that could cut a man

RICH ASF

not v excited to be in korea 

she liked osaka more

but when the families joined there was nothing she could do

sketches in her free time

likes to design clothes n sell them

craves the attention of her mom so she acts out 

her dad was never around, kipped out after kimi was born

looks like an angel 

is actually satan

public sex kink

just to get that out of the way

almost was a sugar baby but like she didnt need the money she just wanted the sex n attention

like i said shes a mess

models part time but rly just whenever she wants

“i’m a trust fund baby you can trust me”

slytherin n scorpio to the core

just the massivest bitch ever

poor everyone

anyway thats it come hmu while i get over being sick :/