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@ofkngs:

( ` clears his throat a little and extends his hand to you to help you off ) C’mon, Soo. Don’t think too deeply about it. I don’t really have a future anyway… but I can dream.

(/doe eyes linger on your offered hand, and his resolve crumbles easily as he reaches for it to climb right off that silly pile of words, the brunette playing with your fingers a bit as he mumbles.) That’s not very fair to say, you know. I think you have a future. And-- I want you to be a part of my future, so.. I’ll scrap with whoever, whenever.

#ofkngs #「 blue. 」

❄️

@ofkngs / winter / ❄️ snowed in, power outage.

It’s the first time Kyungsoo has Silver over to his house.

Their laughter is hushed and muffled like they’re doing something bad– because they sort of are, as the teen fumbles to unlock the front door and usher the musician in first, feline and all. The brunette isn’t nervous– dad’s gone on business again. He follows the older man inside and dusts the snow from his hair and shoulders before he struggles to get his boots off, dumping his backpack next to the door. “Bathroom’s down the hall on the right, and the kitchen is through there,” Kyungsoo explains as he ventures to the hall closet to get out all the throw blankets he can find, dumping them on the sofa.

“But I thought we could just order Chinese or something, and–”

His voice cuts off, because suddenly the power cuts out, and all the mechanical whirring in the neighborhood is silenced all at once. All they can hear now is the heavy wind whipping against the house, carrying snow along with it. Kyungsoo’s first instinct is to laugh, and Silver’s laughing too, the pair reaching out in the darkness to find each other, to feel over each other’s cheeks, dumb grins plastered to both faces.

‘You okay?’

“Yeah, I’m okay–”

Plans change, and through the dim glow of his cellphone the younger of the pair manages to get a fire started in the fireplace in the living room, and together they drag the sofa and all the throw blankets just a little closer to it to take advantage of the warmth there. Gold is the first to take advantage of these layers, and Kyungsoo burrows in, sprawled out obnoxiously for Silver to flop down on top of him and take part in a tight bear-hug. “I think there’s ramen in the cupboard.. Better than nothing, right?”

A little kiss is snuck against the older man’s cupid’s bow.

#ofkngs #「 blue. 」#(this is sloppy ily imy)

@lostonesfound:

Aiden blinked at the sudden excitement that seemed to radiate from the younger male, but as he told his little tale it started to make sense to him. He laughed softly at the last statement and shook his head to himself, taking the moment to take another sip of his own coffee. “First of all, scholarships might be a better bet than working any corner. Second, I want to open my own art supply store and provide art lessons. That’s why I’m majoring in business and minoring in art. My brothers have their own businesses that let them do what they love. The oldest has a guitar shop and gives guitar lessons, the second oldest has a magic shop and does public and private shows, and I want my own art shop where I can give lessons and help people get the materials they need to make whatever art their heart desires. What do you wanna do? Do you want to be a professional artist or do you want to teach art to others?“ As he spoke he lifted his pencil and tilted his sketchbook to where it rested in his lap and against the edge of the table, concealing his illustrations. “What’s your dream?”

“You and your siblings are all artsy, then? Just.. In different ways, it seems. I wish I had siblings, because sometimes I need support and I don’t really have any friends..” Lie. That’s a lie. He has one friend, at least, but they’ve been absent lately. It’s been weeks since they’ve spoken to him, and he figures they just.. Don’t care. Whatever. He starts setting to work on a half-finished sketch page, letting his ratty old backpack settle in between his feet under the table. It’s a study on felines stretching, something he’d been doodling for a few days after encountering a small squad of stray cats in his neighborhood. “I want to become a famous painter some day. I like to do murals-- I like to paint really delicate looking stuff. Think like.. renaissance things, I suppose.” Doe eyes glimmer when they lift to meet Aiden’s, and he smiles a little bit. “I might try to find a scholarship or two, but no promises.”

#lostonesfound #「 blue. 」

💕 - From a somewhat shy man.

@chsingthesvn / some old kiss meme i’m not accepting anymore.

Jongin is brown sugar and vanilla extract. Jongin is chocolate chip cookies– warm mocha. Jongin is warm blankets and laundry fresh out of the dryer and your favorite sweater, or maybe he’s the way it feels when someone hugs you and they’re wearing an equally soft sweater, which just.. makes the hug that much better. Jongin is a lot of things. And Kyungsoo feels thoroughly that Jongin is far out of his league. A college guy with a cool job and dreams and goals. Kyungsoo’s just a fucked up high school kid that lets old ass men occasionally use him in exchange for self-gratification and material belongings. What’s he doing with his life? The answer is nothing. But.. Jongin doesn’t know that. He doesn’t know the awful things Kyungsoo has done. Does. He doesn’t know just how tainted the brunette is.

Kyungsoo figures that’s why he feels guilty when Jongin kisses him.

Jongin’s lips are warm, and plush, and soft. They taste like a subtle hint of chapstick and coffee, but in a way that.. Makes the young artist want more. It’s quiet in Jongin’s home, like all the room mates are gone, and even the cat isn’t poking around their business. Or maybe they’re home, and maybe the cat is, but Kyungsoo can’t tell because he’s lost now– pressing his mouth back against Jongin’s, kissing him tenderly and lovingly as one of his hands rise to smooth the college student’s hair from their forehead.

Under a hot blush he pulls back, tucking the flushed complexion into Jongin’s shoulder, nuzzling in and staying there.

“I think I really like you.”

#chsingthesvn #「 blue. 」

(I know I don’t post a whole lot here-- so I wanna remind you guys that I really love roleplaying on discord! iridescnt#4911)

(Also, I’m not following a whole lot of people, so if you have a few friends you’d recommend to me, it’d help boost my dash.)

#「 lavender. 」

lanadelrph

Winter & Holiday Starters ❄️

Send one and I’ll write a starter based on:

⛄️ – our muses build a snowman together ❄️ – our muses get snowed in and the electricity goes out 🍗 – our muses have to cook a holiday dinner together 🍷– our muses wake up hungover after an office party and don’t remember what happened ✈️ – our muses go on a holiday vacation together 🎅 – one of our muses is dressed as santa and the other sits in their lap 💔 – our muses are both single on christmas 🎄 – our muses decorate for christmas 🍪 – our muses bake cookies together 🎁 – our muses exchange presents 🎤 – one of our muses tries to get the other to sing christmas carols 💋 – our muses kiss under the mistletoe ⛸️ – our muses go ice skating 👼 – our muses go to church services 💲 – our muses go to the mall together to shop for presents ⭐– our muses get dressed up for a holiday party

#「 green. 」

👮

@lostonesfound / moodboards / 👮 occupation.

#lostonesfound #「 grey. 」

👗

@chsingthesvn / moodboards /👗 fashion.

#(Excuse my horrible photoshop skills.)#chsingthesvn #「 grey. 」

lostonesfound

MOODBOARD MEME

💛 for a moodboard about our muses’ relationship (Aiden & Soo)

@iridescnt

#(i love it ;o;)

therpmemes

moodboard meme

send me one of the following symbols and i’ll make a moodboard for my character.

✿ for a general moodboard about my muse

💛 for a moodboard about our muses’ relationship

❤ for a moodboard about a romantic relationship of my muse

💗 for a moodboard about another significant relationship in my muse’s life

💕 for a moodboard on my muse’s view on romantic and/or sexual relationships

👗 for a moodboard about my muse’s fashion style

👶 for a moodboard about my muse’s childhood

🏠 for a moodboard about my muse’s home aesthetics

🍕 for a moodboard about my muse’s favorite foods

👮 for a moodboard about my muse’s occupation

#「 green. 」#(;u; please.)

@lostonesfound:

“Oh, that’s pretty close.” Aiden nodded his head and hummed as he thought about the distance of the cafe from his own home, which he could only really think about in the form of blocks since he didn’t ride the bus all that often. Though the question brought him out of his little train of thought. “Oh, I go to University of Seoul. I’m a Business Administration major with an art minor.” He smiled softly as he watched the other get to work on his own sketches, humming softly at the color choices. He quite liked pastel hues himself. “What about you? Are you a senior in high school or did you already graduate?”

There’s no mistaking the way his eyes shine a little brighter when Aiden utters the words art major. It’s like something clicks in him-- he’s thrilled about it, to see someone actually going through with their creative dreams. Granted, he’s close with a musician, but.. That’s music-- that’s not sketching, painting, drawing, the messy stuff. He sits up a little straighter, twirling the pen in his fingers. “You’re an art major? Oh-- that’s so cool. I really wanna go to school for art when I finish up, but I’m pretty nervous about it. My old man won’t help pay for school unless I do something he feels is useful, so.. I’d have to figure something out. Maybe work the corner.” He snickers, pausing to sip from his coffee-- forgetting he had it for a second, but the warm mocha feels good on his tongue. “I’m in my last year in high school. What do you wanna do with your degree?”

#lostonesfound #「 blue. 」

@lostonesfound:

Aiden’s own interest was caught when he laid eyes on the other’s watercolor pens. A fellow artist, he assumed. Maybe he could make a friend today. “I’m sorry, I really didn’t think this spot was claimed or anything.” He took a moment to drink a sip of his coffee before answering Soo’s question. “It’s nice to meet you, Soo. My name’s Aiden.” He flashed him a friendly smile before shaking his head. “Not really. I’ve lived around here for a while, but I’ve been pretty busy with work and college courses, so that could be why we haven’t seen each other. Are you a regular here?”

Aiden. That’s a nice name-- and it makes Kyungsoo wonder if this boy is from somewhere besides Korea, as he settles in against the cushion of the booth, crossing one of his legs under himself to get comfy while he begins to delicately fill in pastel colors along a sketch he’d been working on for a while. “I moved here a few years ago when I started high school.. My dad got a job in Seoul near this neighborhood, so we have a little house that’s like.. Four bus stops away.” He pauses, trying to figure out which color combination to use-- and he settles on pairing mint greens with the greys. His eyes flicker with interest, and he peeks up at the other boy. A college student.. Hm. “What school are you going to, hyung ?”

#lostonesfound #「 blue. 」

An important list of things I want for Kyungsoo:

1. A long term bf.

2. A pet bird.

3. Spicy curry ramen.

This has been a psa.

#「 lavender. 」#tbd.

@lostonesfound

Aiden raised a brow as he looked up at the other, pencil in hand with his own sketchbook laid out in front of him. He was a little confused in all honesty. He hadn’t even noticed the other coming to check the spot in the past few days. “Um, I can move my stuff out of the way and we can share this table. Why didn’t you say anything before?” He started to tidy up his stuff and moved his backpack to his side on the floor. “Is that enough room for you?”

Kyungsoo’s a little apprehensive, but.. This guy seems nice enough. His gaze lands on the sketch book the other has, and his interest piques, the boy settling down into the free seat across from the stranger, and he starts situating his things in the space allotted to him. “Yeah.. Uh-- all the times before, I didn’t think you’d keep popping up. But you seem kinda permanent.” The messy haired brunette shrugs, tugging out an old set of watercolor pens. “My name’s Soo. I’ve never seen you in this neighborhood before-- are you new?”

#lostonesfound #「 blue. 」

“why are you acting like this?” - Kwon

@ofkngs / jealousy starters.

Kyungsoo is infatuated with Silver.

Granted, the boy has probably fallen in love a solid six times just this year alone— so whether or not it’s genuine, nobody can truly be sure. But what’s definitely genuine is the spike of possessiveness and petty jealousy that feels so sharp in his chest when he watches as the musician leaves his side to flag down a woman. A pretty woman, no less, one whose eyes shone a little too brightly when Silver smiles at her, one whose hug lingers around the older man a little too long when they embrace. They chat, and eventually he comes back to the teen’s side— and Soo proceeds to ruin the entire day out they had planned. He’s short, and moody— doesn’t finish his French fries, doesn’t even feign any interest in the old vinyls Silver finds at the secondhand shop. There’s lots of awkward silence, too, which is uncharacteristic of the little artist, and it leads the older male to realize quite quickly that something’s amiss.

“Why are you acting like this?”

It calls Kyungsoo out— a simple question. And his expression falls more, as if it couldn’t fall any further. He picks at the fabric of his sweater, gaze dropping, and he wishes the bus would roll up to their stop so he could avoid having to reply for just a few more seconds. Ugh.

“… That girl. She liked you,” He starts, hesitantly. “And you gave her a really long hug, so.. she must be special, right? You probably like her too, right?”

#ofkngs #「 blue. 」