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★☆ ACTIVITY CHECK 05/09 — 05/15

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[emma-overland]

Reblog if I can throw a random RP starter sentence at you.

[moskima-deactivated20170328]

“Yep. It’s basically is anything that has to do with the heart and the lungs.” He replied to her seemingly rhetorical question. Most people weren’t familiarized with his chosen field of surgery, so it wasn’t a big deal for Amos to explain it to people every once in a while. 

Amos gave a nod as he listened to the other’s analysis of the words. The female was on the right track, and he was sure she knew these words, but a small little reminder never hurt anybody. “Oh, thoracic has to do with the chest. So the organs within the chest area is what I’m in charge of,” he said, trying his best to not sound as if he was speaking to her from a higher level. That was the problem with having his occupation sometimes. People would assume that he’d hold some type of superiority, when that was the least he wanted other people to feel around him. 

He shrugged his shoulders, feeling a bit shy having to talk about himself a lot. “Eh, it’s only cause of my grandparents. Their English wasn’t exactly the best, so whenever I’d spend time at either one of their houses, I’d have to learn how to speak or else I wouldn’t be able to communicate.” Amos admitted. He wasn’t exactly too good at Chinese calligraphy and reading it though. 

[hvnari-blog]

“Heart and lungs,” Nari repeated, nodding along to show that she understood what he was saying. He looked like he must have often felt like the only bright person in the room  —  and one sleepy and tired Nari was not capable of enough intelligent opinions to formulate coherent sentences, let alone engage an individual in stimulating conversation. 

She let out a quick smile, proud of her memory for grabbing on to the last remnants of her school-time education. “But doesn't the chest only contain the lungs?” She frowned as she did, furrowing her brows as she patted her own rib cage. There doesn’t seem to be much else there, right? 

“你好,” she said brightly, before switiching back to Hangul. Continuing a conversation was potentially a problem, seeing as he was obviously of a different caliber academically. Continuing conversation in a foreign language would probably be the end of her. She looked out of the window as the train reached their stop and sighed inwardly, glad to have a break of conversation. “We’ve reached our stop!” 

[hvnari-blog]

❅

send me ❅ for my muse to cuddle up next to yours while asleep on the couch

“Are you asleep?” Nari asked, her voice coming out sleepy and confused — and for good reasons too, seeing as it was nearly 4am. They were having a movie marathon and when the credits for Pacific Rim rolled about, sleep was yelling out to them rather rudely. Watching seven films back-to-back tended to have that effect on people. But, Nari had suddenly woken up from a dream (she was falling), and had called out to the only other person in her living room.

She tried stretching, with full intentions to head to her bed and leave the entirety of the couch to the other, who looked dead to the world, when Ryane suddenly wrapped her arms around her legs. Stuck in the position, she flopped back into the couch. “Guess we’d just have to share for the rest of the night.” 

[hvnari-blog]

ssoyumi:

Hands clasping together in a display of growing excitement, paired with the mirthful snickers which slip from her lips, she cannot help but to feel an immense swell of pride. To bring laughter into another’s life – regardless of them being a stranger – was a feat worth admiring. 

“I wish I could say it was a Yumi original, unfortunately I found it on some website…” Rubbing the tip of her nose, the ever-growing grin evoking a dull ache in her cheek muscles, Soyumi makes a mental note to favourite the website; the results were immensely better than predicted.

“Which website?” Nari could do a lot of things to a decent level: she could dance, (sort of) cook, and she had a killer forehand swing when she played tennis that one time she was six. One thing she had missing, however, was a good sense of humor. She didn’t think her jokes were not funny, but she lacked the comedic timing to elevate her jokes. Or, well, jokes she took from the internet. And another page added to her collection wouldn’t hurt. Not at all.

“Yumi,” she said, patting her friend on her shoulder. “You should consider giving seminars on telling jokes  —  I almost believed it was entirely of your creation, really,” she said. “You can call it Yumi’s Yummy Humour!” 

[hvnari-blog]

pvndra:

        ❝ Eh, how can you even read this? ❞

“If you turn the paper a bit,” she said, demonstrating as she did. “And squint a little  —  not too much or everything else gets blurry,” she continued, squinting just the right amount for the optimal viewing resolution. “You can make out the words pretty well,” she said. 

“It says...,” Nari said, voice trailing as she did her process of squinting and rotating. “Ah,” she said, before giving up her act. “I can’t even read my own handwriting, but I had something of importance written down. Really!” 

[duedrops]

“Oh good, it’s one of two. Please tell me you have some good news for once..”

[hvnari-blog]

“Don’t hold your breath out for this one,” Nari said, purposefully adding a tone of disappointment before bursting into furious laughter. “I—,” she said, spluttering a bit as she tried to continue her sentence. “I’m just playing with you!” 

She flashed her phone in front of the other and waved it excitedly, to the point where she wasn’t even sure the other could read what was plastered on the screen. “I won a lucky draw, and I’m getting a beautiful umbrella, Yerim!” 

[hvnari-blog]

△

send me △ for my muse to get trapped in a small closet with yours

“This is a wonderful hiding spot,” she said confidently, a wide smile breaking out across her features. “It’s so expected that it becomes unexpected,” she said, puffing her chest out in part arrogance and part confidence, despite the sweat that flowed casually down her face. Han Nari couldn’t help herself — she was, after all, probably the best hide-and-seek player that had came from Mokpo, no exaggeration needed.

“But,” she said, moving a bit at a time. “It’s a bit smaller than I had thought, and especially for two people,” she continued, moving her body again till she reached a less uncomfortable (but still highly uncomfortable) position. “And it’s been a while since we started the game,” Nari said slowly, her voice trailing off.

“I’m going to open the closet door, okay?” Nari pushed the door as she said those words, only to find out it wouldn’t budge. “It’s not moving,” she said, panic rising in her throat. “Oh my god, oh my god,” she repeated, trying to raise her voice as loud as she can. “We’re stuck!” 

[hvnari-blog]

Prompts & Inquiries

❂ -- It's incredibly hot outside and my muse is trying to persuade yours to go swimming together.

☁︎ -- A dream (or nightmare) about your muse.

❆ -- It's snowing and my muse slips on ice, accidentally crashing into your muse.

☯ -- My muse meets yours in a tranquil setting.

✆ -- A text message from my muse.

◎ -- It's raining and my muse finds yours outside completely drenched and crying.

☂ -- My muse encounters yours just as it starts to rain.

✑ -- Something my muse has written about your muse. ( Could be a letter, drawing, etc. )

↭ -- My muse is lost and stops to ask your muse for directions.

⌖ -- My muse's reaction to accidentally shooting your muse.

◌ -- Some of my muse's thoughts about your muse.

☉ -- My muse is undressing when your muse accidentally walks into the room.

✬ -- My muse conveys one of their wishes to you.

¤ -- In some turn of events, your muse ends up staying with mine.

❅ -- Our muses are trying to warm up after spending a day outside in the snow.

♪ -- My muse walks in on your muse singing to themselves.

❊❁ -- My muse gives yours some flowers.

❁ -- My muse's reaction to receiving a rose from your muse.

✧ -- A kiss from my muse to yours.

○ -- My muse's reaction to being kissed by yours.

♡ -- A romantic gift from my muse.

[godiune]

“…Ah-” June immediately dropped her gaze to their feet. Perhaps she was right- oh god, twhy did they have to be cursed with tiny legs. Eyeing the neighboring competitors made the miss nervous as she saw how they could have easily towered the both of them. Of course, height wasn’t everything, it just depended on how they used it. Though in this case, she didn’t know how to use shit. “Okay, wait- .. yeah you’re right. It’s my left- .. and then your right. Yeah.” 

The concern in Nari’s voice was what lowered her confidence just a tad. “…Jesus.” They only had at least a minute to prepare, form a strategy,or at least a rhythm to keep their feet in sync- “Do you think it’d be cheating if I just..carried you- or leave my foot onto yours, or?”

[hvnari-blog]

The loud pounding sound of the event wasn’t making it easier for Nari to think and she shot another panicked look over to June. “Left first,” she said, before closing her eyes and pointing to their tied feet. “Just the tied feet first and then your other, okay? And remember to stretch as far as you can without falling!”

She paused in the midst of her furious brainstorming for a good strategy to consider June’s words. “I,” she started, lowering her voice (though there really was no need to, seeing as everybody was practically yelling at that point) to avoid people eavesdropping. “Let’s do that,” she said. “We can just say that we weren't clear on the rules, if it comes down to it.” 

The sound of the announcer made her heart jump  — she had probably never been this nervous before. “Why am I treating this so seriously!” Nari shouted out her words as she moved around frantically, conveniently forgetting she was tied to her friend. 

[jnyng]

[ text ➤ nari ]: mhm.. i hope so, or else you’ll be hearing me say “grandma” the entire time.   [ text ➤ nari ]: yes, idiot. they’re spelled my name correctly and everything   [ text ➤ nari ]: tone down your jokes!   [ text ➤ nari ]: i’m shaking my head at you 

[hvnari-blog]

[ text ] aren’t you older than me, grandfather? [ text ] you’re just a... healthier grandfather [ text ] hey, it could also be a mistake on the teacher’s part.  [ text ] they could have mistaken your face for your name or vice versa. it happens! [ text ] but my jokes are the best thing about me [ text ] i bring laughter everywhere i go  [ text ] can you hear that in the distance? that’s the sound of laughter. 

[pinkhot]

sohyun should keep this look forever…

[jeonwoof]

[hvnari-blog]

accidental affection

send me ✗ for my muse to fall on yours and land on top of them

send me □ for your muse to fall on mine and land on top of them

send me ♕ for your muse to get dared to kiss me

send me ♢ for my muse to get dared to kiss yours

send me ♫ for your muse to catch mine singing in the shower

send me ♩ for my muse to catch yours singing in the shower

send me ♡ for your muse to drunkenly confess feelings to mine

send me ☽ for my muse to drunkenly confess feelings to yours

send me △ for my muse to get trapped in a small closet with yours

send me ❅ for my muse to cuddle up next to yours while asleep on the couch

send me ❥ for your muse to cuddle up next to mine while asleep on the couch

[neverlandswriter]

Drop these in my inbox for any of my muses

[text] Are you stupid?

[text] Night, I love you.

[text] We’ll talk again tomorrow.

[text] Ha, that’s not funny.

[text] Wanna hang out?

[text] I’ll be there in ten minutes.

[text] Open the door, I’m here.

[text] SOS!!! I’m in trouble!!

[text] Remind me, why are we still friends?

[text] Morning, sunshine!

[text] Where the hell are you???

[text] Can’t stop thinking about you.

[text] I just came up with the most amazing idea.

[text] Are you still up? I can’t sleep.

[text] Are you coming to the party tomorrow?

[text] Bailing on me again? You suck.

[text] Get me out of here.

[text] Don’t get too drunk tonight.

[text] It’s official, I hate you.

[text] Can’t talk now, call me later. What’s going on?

[text] What’s with you and all the smiley faces?

[text] Have you finished your homework? I need a hand.

[text] Don’t be late tomorrow.

[text] Missing you. Call me?

[text] I’m sorry.

[text] I sense a heartfelt conversation coming up.

[text] Don’t get sappy on me.

[text] Sweet dreams!

[text] What’s gonna happen if I don’t show up?

[wendsi]

        She listened carefully, being fooled into thinking the other female was intending on exposing something more serious or secretive. To her surprise however, the words that passed her lips were nothing more than humour, causing an outburst of laughter to rain from Wendy’s lips. Head flipping back, two creases became evident down the side of her cheeks which rested near the nose, mouth gaping to emit the sound which persisted.❛It can’t really be that bad….. can it?❜ she managed to vocalize, hysterics still spilling.

    Nodding in response, the opinion was taken as advice rather than criticism – as it should be. The choreographer seemed to be correct too. Maybe that was what she lacked. ❛So… you’re saying not to try too hard and instead just have fun?❜ her words ceased for a moment, ❛It makes sense. The dance would be much more natural then… and the moves fluid too, right?❜ Wendy continued nodding, more or less to herself as she was caught up in her own mind now, appreciating just how valuable the strawberry-blonde female’s words were.

    A bashful smile played, head shaking in a dismissive manner. ❛You’re going to make me explode, honestly. Your words are seriously beyond flattering. But hey, we definitely should teach each other a thing or two about our strengths. It would be fun!❜

[hvnari-blog]

“You’d never know until you hear it,” she said, trying to put on a serious front before bursting into laughter. “Though, you probably might not even survive it. Your eardrums might permanently run away from the scene of the crime — it’s not going to be pretty!” 

A part of Nari was happy, and a bit surprised. She hadn’t expected to hit it off so well with someone she had only seen on screen and on stage: there had always been a disconnect between on-stage and off-stage personas, no matter how alike the two may be. One was often more serious, for it was their livelihood, while the other was meant to radiate fun and postitvity. It was heartening to see someone that was within the industry be so... happy. 

“Eh,” she said, shrugging as she did. “You’re doing great as you are — and what do I know right? I’m sure the cameras, lights and chants must be enough to freeze even the best dancers,” Nari said honestly. “But you should really find what works for you — I’ve met someone who can somehow make their dancing look flawless by reciting the multiplication tables in their head. i don’t know how, but they manage to do that and look professional at the same time.” 

She nodded in agreement, hoping that there would be more opportunities to hang out with Wendy more, even if it was a small chat at events. “Definitely,” she said, meaning her words. Nari had a tendency to flippantly make plans but she hoped that the plans with Wendy would come to fruition. 

[soulomxn-deactivated20160704]

He stared at her for a moment, taking in her expression before smiling softly. “Yeah, you’re right. You’ll have to get groceries soon and I count as two people when I eat.” Quietly, he let himself laugh at the statment. “A choreographer’s umbrella. Where do you work at?”

His attention was moved to the door of the lobby, watching the rain silently. It’d already gotten heavier than before. Chanyeol clicked his tongue, thinking of the nearest place to use a seal to move home quickly. He brought his attention back to the girl and smiled softly. “Keep up the good work, you seem like a pretty amazing person.”

[hvnari-blog]

“Crown Empire,” she said, smiling brightly as she did. She loved her job and her company, though she did freelance more frequently, and had no trouble boasting about it. “it’s a good place,” she said, in case he has never heard of the place. “You should come by if you ever have the time, or if you want to return the umbrella and this place isn’t in the vicinity.” 

She looked at the rain and frowned. it didn’t seem like it’d be stopping anytime soon, but the other’s mind already seemed occupied on where he should go next. “It was nice meeting you,” she said, bowing in greeting. “And, you seem like a pretty amazing person yourself too!”