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“I think good dreaming is what leads to good photographs.” baek daniel english boy in korea 23 years old june 5, 1995 photographer bartender

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does anyone know a good substitute app for tumblr? the official app has been acting up for me for ages and it's making me so annoyed,,,,

(I have an android btw)

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“ it’s okay to be afraid. fear can be good. use it. ”

"I mean, I'm not entirely sure how could I use my irrational fear of clowns," He purses his lips. "Like it's not like it takes away too many things from my life? I probably can't ever go to a circus, but I don't necessarily want to go to one like... ever? But don't get me wrong," he flails with his hands a little. "I do think it's a good advice. I just can't think of any fears I can use for anything beneficial for me, you get me?"

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@100daniel

aeSthEtIc

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Neon bowling x {Dan & Dae}

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Daehyun can barely resist the urge to skip the rest of the way to the building when he sees it after he and Daniel crossed the street and turned into a new one on the right. He’s almost shaking from excitement, like a puppy. Thankfully, his winter jacket is hiding that from view…for the most part, because he still manages to start walking faster, urging Daniel to “please hurry”. As if the distance their pairs of long legs covered in a short time wasn’t enough already.

The sign outside the building is made of flashing neons. Daehyun pulls the door open and motions for Daniel to go in first. The only way they can go is down the stairs in front of them so they take them, following the walls painted black and the neon footprints on the stairs until they reach the bottom and Dae reaches for the door on the left, pulling it open and once again motioning for his friend to go in first before slipping in after him.

Inside, it’s dark, but there’s a lot of neon lighting and colors that give a really cool vibe. And the music is awesome too. He suddenly wraps his fingers over Daniel’s forearm and pulls him further until they reach the place where they can get their bowling shoes. Because this is what it all boils down to. They’re here for a fun night of bowling. Of course, Dae was the one who had suggested it, and he was grateful that his friend had agreed to come with him.

“I can’t wait oh my god, this is going to be so fun. How many hours should we go for? 1? 2?” he asks as he waits for the men behind the counter to return with the shoes after he had given him his size. “We can even get snacks!”

Daniel watches Daehyun with a fond smile on his lips, the younger’s excitement making him just as amused as endeared. If he knew bowling would make him so happy, he definitely would’ve suggested going there sooner. “Hurry? We already walk a lot faster than people usually do,“ he chuckles, but still quickens his steps.

He wordlessly follows Daehyun where he leads him - pointedly ignoring the way the younger’s fingers wrapped around his arm make his heart flutter a little -, taking notes of how pretty the neon lights make his friend. He already decides on forcing the younger to pose for a few photos later, once they are leaving. He’d do it right then and there, but the boy already seems too excited, and Daniel is scared he’d end up exploding if he’d make him wait even five minutes longer.

“However long you want, Daehyunnie, we only have to pay once we are done anyway,“ he hums, knowing fully well it will mean two hours at least. “And snacks sound good, but I kind of want to try this good tteokbokki place I heard about after we are done here, so I probably won’t eat too much of those.“ It’s on the tip of his tongue to ask the younger to accompany him there, but then he doesn’t do it. He has been lowkey thinking of this as a date already, and he doesn’t want to put his own fragile heart through more of that. (It doesn’t make him stop hoping he’d go with him anyway.)

He takes his own pair of shoes once the man arrives with them, and once he tells them which is going to be their lane, he makes his way there, sitting down to switch shoes. “Are we going to use our names in the game, or we are making it fun and just put random shit there? Because not going to lie, I really feel like naming myself Thor or something like that.“

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@100daniel

sometimes you just gotta flex on short people

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“ it’s better to expect disappointment. ”

"You're not wrong, I'm not saying that," Daniel muses, looking at the girl with a hint of smile playing on his lips. "But it's easier for me to try and stay positive, you know?" He shrugs. "If I didn't have my enthusiasm, I would've given up my dream of photography ages ago, after like the second time I got rejected from somewhere." He looks at the camera hanging from his neck. "And I moved across the world for it, so wouldn't that be sad?"

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"You look beautiful"

He just gapes at Daehyun for a few seconds, and he's very sure his face and ears are just as red as he feels they are. "T-thanks," he even stutters a little. Good thing compliments like that always made Daniel flustered, even from people he only harbours platonic feelings for, it probably doesn't make his giant fucking crush on his friend too obvious. Thank God for that. "You... you look pretty great yourself too." He hums then, looking at the younger from head to toe. 'Great' is an understatement really, but Daniel needs to keep his thoughts in control, before he blurts out something he'd probably regret later. He is already on thin ice anyway.

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“ walk with me? ”

"I mean the weather's nice and it's not that far, so why not?" Daniel shrugs, smiling at the younger. "Would you mind me occasionally stopping to take photos if I have anything catching my eyes? Most people are annoyed by it, because they think I'm making trips unnecessarily long so... It's better to ask I guess?" He fiddles with the strap of his camera, a bashful look adorning his face.

[nctshotaros]

definition of perfection 

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❝ i made too many cookies. wanna share? ❞

Just the mere idea of getting home-made cookies makes Daniel’s mouth water. “God yes,“ he probably sounds way too desperate, but it’s been ages since he last got to get something not from a shop, and he’s suddenly craving them really badly. “What kind of cookies are they? Please tell me there’s a chocolate one. I would literally die for one.“

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❝ it smells like i just walked into cinnamon hell. ❞

“Uh, yeah,“ Daniel scratches his nape sheepishly. “I wanted to spice up my coffee a bit this morning with just tiny amount of cinnamon, and I... I might have dropped the bag.“ He is glad Karin is his friend, and she’s very aware of how clumsy he can be. Otherwise he’d probably die from embarrassment. “I cleaned up and stuff, but I’m like. Fairly sure my apartment will smell like this for a week straight.”

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❝ you know, we have a fireplace for a reason.❞

“And thank god you do, because I don’t and I really don’t want to freeze to death,“ Daniel pouts. “Why does heating require electricity? And why do they have to do the maintenance in the middle of goddamn winter?“ He is honestly more upset about the fact his phone is about to run out of battery, but Dabin really doesn’t need to know that. “But thanks for letting me crash until I can get back home. You are actually saving my life right now.”

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MISC. SENTENCE STARTERS

Feel free to turn these into threads!

“  i wish i knew how to talk about it.  ”  

“  you don’t have to talk, we can just sit together.  ” 

“  i don’t want to be alone anymore.  ”  

“  i wish i could hate you. ” 

“  take a seat, we’re gonna be here a while. ”

“  i need you to trust me.  ”  

“ i missed/miss you. ”  

“  she/he won’t listen to me. ”

“  let me do this for you. please.  ” 

“  is there anything else you want to say to me?  ”

“  tell me something happy. ” 

“  promise me.  ”

“  i just want/wanted to help.  ”  

“  let me explain.  ”

“ i didn’t/don’t need you to understand, i just wanted/want you to support me. ”  

“ i’m on your side. ”

“ i’ve got your back, okay? ”

“  please, tell me you have a plan. ”

“  stay with me tonight. ”

“  don’t go. please.  ” 

“  i’ve been alone for so long i’m afraid i don’t know what it’s like not to be.  ” 

“ talk to me.  ”  

“ i did what i had to do.  ”

“  we can’t keep going on like this. ”

“ i’m just tired.  ”

“ i’m scared.  ”

“ it’s okay to be afraid. fear can be good. use it.  ”

“ it’s better to expect disappointment. ”

“ hope is dangerous.  ”

“  i like seeing you smile. ”  

“ you look beautiful.  ”  

“ be patient with her/him. they’re trying. ”  

“ i’m trying my best and it’s not good enough. it’s never good enough. ”

“  i’m starting to think i’m just fucked up.  ”  

“  have a drink with me.  ”

“ she/he is better off without me. but i guess that’s their choice. ”

“  you can’t dictate what’s best for someone else. ”

“ can i help you?  ”

“ i thought you’d like this. ”

“  do you wanna get out of here?  ”

“  walk with me?  ”

“  well, shit.  ”

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"That blanket looks big enough for two"

“Which is why it’s just perfect to entirely wrap myself into it,“ he hums, a wide grin splitting his face apart. Good thing he never can stop smiling around the younger, even if he’s having an internal battle, trying to stop his mind from imagining sharing the blanket with Daehyun. It would be the start of a thought train that would not be very good for him. Not that he haven’t imagined that a lot, just the two of them, cuddling under a big fluffy blanket, Daehyun being his small spoon…

Daniel barely manages to stop himself from a wishful sigh leaving his lips. He shakes his head, hoping it would help him get out of the intense pining moment before he could get in too deep. “You can’t stop me from being an enormous human burrito.“

That’s a blatant lie, but Daehyun doesn’t need to know that.

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❝  – sure that sounds pretty interesting too,❞  the boy chirps eagerly with a small nod of his head. his older brother had always held an interest in capturing the untold essence in the world around them but to have a professional do it versus someone who simply did it as a hobby - there’s a curious difference that junjae wants to grasp. so he claps his hands together, ❝  – show me everything you can!❞ 

“Alright then, young one, it’s your lucky day, because I do have some raw photos in need of editing so,“ he reaches for his bag, pulling out his old, but very trusty macbook and places it on the table. “I usually edit in a library, but I don’t really want to go all the way there to show you a few tricks.“ He hums, clicking twice on the icon of photoshop.

While the program loads, he thinks of all the photos he currently has sitting on his computer, and decides on opening one he took a few days ago of a sunset. “Alright, so this one doesn’t need much work, but a good start? I want to enhance the colours a bit, because while they are already pretty, it could be prettier. Or is there anything specific you want to know how we do it? I kind of take photos of everything so...“

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❝ so they shut down all the trains and buses… ❞

Daniel just stares at Felix for a few seconds. “They did WHAT?“ His reaction is a lot more dramatic than the situation actually is, but lord, he never can get used to the snow causing stuff like that. London never really got that much snow when he was still there. Even if it did snow it just delayed transportation, but stopping it? He can’t really recall that happening. “What do we do now? God, I chose the worst day to drag you out to accompany me for this dumb photo idea I had, didn’t I? Sorry man,” he sighs loudly. “But we can like… call a cab or something like that, right?”

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“Are you still thinking about them?”

“Yeah, but I’ll let you know, those are some actual award worthy cookies, they are always so hard to get. People always buy them all by the time I get to the cafe,“ a sad sigh leaving his lips. “The fact the one time I manage to get them I somehow manage to drop them all on the ground… It’s tragic. And somewhat comical. My life is a tragicomedy. Good lord… But okay, I'll stop whining about them. What were we talking about before my brain drifted off to cookie heaven?“