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I feel like I'm in a foreign land on this website now, things are so different.
@xinanlide
Date: A future not too soon, but not too far off.
“I’m sure you’re wondering why I called you here.”
Sehun’s resources were limited when it came to this field. His father was too practical, even too practical for him, and he didn’t see him making anything that would seem too… boring. The last thing he wanted was to make this a memory that was uneventful.
So, Sehun stared across the table at Mark, his hands folded over one another as they sat alone in a private room, one he requested immediately when he arrived to the restaurant before him.
This would have to do.
Mark was probably the most fanciful person he regularly kept in contact with (ie. he was the most romantic of anyone he knew, and one of the few people he’d ever call a friend), so this was his best bet besides skimming through forums on the internet and requesting help there. Sehun wasn’t quite at that level of desperation just yet, but if Mark failed to bring any proper options he would need to wade through the internet for guidance.
Clearing his throat, he stalled, unsure of how to bring the topic up in the first place aside from that cliché line he just threw him. “I need advice.” That was a good way to start, wasn’t it? Oh Sehun hated asking for advice, so surely Mark should know this was serious. Surely Mark wouldn’t give him—
Well, it was entirely possible Mark would give him joke options.
Perhaps he should have reevaluated his plan.
No, no.
He trusted Mark.
Mark would absolutely not let him down in this endeavor. It was too vital to Sehun’s livelihood and he’d also never let Mark live it down if he didn’t help him.
“As you know, I’ve been dating Sumin for a number of years.” His glasses were slipping, and with two fingers he pushed the side of the frames up. It was a habit he picked up to replace the usual, pushing it up by the center thing he had been doing. It wasn’t cool, he’d been told. He wasn’t the master of cool (the students he worked with wouldn’t ever label him as such), but he wanted to try to seem more impressive. “It’s probably overdue… and it wouldn’t be a surprise to her since we’ve already discussed it in the past… but…”
Sehun hesitated; Mark wasn’t going to do anything weird when he told him, right?
“I’m going to ask her to marry me.”
you should respond to this @xinanlide @twentysixdegrees @przhiruo
[[ well, we haven't talked in a long time, but you should know - you always have been and always will be an amazing writer. have a good one.
we haven’t!! it’s been a long time omg
and ahh omg thank you (but i’m not that great especially now with my withering skills... my bad). i miss writing, truthfully. i haven’t been writing much on any of my accounts and it’s kinda bummed me out because i miss it but video games and stanning loona do take quite a bit of my free time (i kid but i hope you’re well and maybe we can write again together some day!!)
i breathe
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[SMS: napoleon’s dad] \(@;◇;@)/ [SMS] but then how will he know I am his biggest fan today as much as yesterday as much as tomorrow!!?!
[ text; Mikoto ] I don’t know what that means. < 2 minutes pass > [ text; Mikoto ] It’s a face, I get it now. [ text; Mikoto ] He would know if you visited him. He cannot read but he can appreciate affection. Besides, I can’t read messages to him while I’m helping sort lesson plans.
Man it’s dusty here.
I’m still lingering around here and there but these days I’m elsewhere, you dig?
Anyway, you can reach me on Discord or AIM. Please like this or drop yours below and I’ll get back to you. Maybe we can plot! Or RP! Who knows??? There are mostly just ghosts loitering this dashboard anyway...
@sumiseria
Today was the day.
Sehun got up, ate, and cleaned his space as directed. After having been at sea for a few months he was able to be back on land occasionally and leading up to the days he’d be relieved of his duties, he was back on land again.
Everyone in his unit was buzzing with excitement, talking about the first thing they’d be doing as a civilian again (some would go to their favorite restaurant, some were planning to go on vacation as soon as they were allowed…) and when Sehun was asked, he smiled. “I’m going to see my family and my girlfriend.” This led to teasing remarks being tossed this way along with a friendly shove from an older sailor, telling him that he needed to introduce him to her friends (to which Sehun responded with “No.”). The atmosphere was lighthearted as they ate in the mess hall and the new recruits who were on Kitchen Duty stared at the bunch who were leaving that afternoon. It was a stark contrast to when they all had arrived nearly two years ago, gloom and apprehension clouding them for weeks as they grew tired and homesick.
After their dismissal, they all were told to meet up with whoever would be picking them up. For most of them, it was their family, but Sehun’s parents were working that day (his mother was devastated) and so only one person was there to see him enter back into the world of an average citizen.
“She’s cute,” nudged one sailor to another, as they were all looking for their family amongst the crowd of reuniting loved ones. “She can barely see.”
That last line caught Sehun’s attention, and he immediately swung his head around to see who they were talking about—
“Sumin!”
He grinned, seeing her there standing on her the tips of her toes as he rushed toward her with his box of things (mostly notebooks and a few novels). He nearly ran into her box-first, but he tried to shift it to one arm so he could hug her. “I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to find you.” He gave her a hard squeeze, again trying to rotate the box around.
I remember you from back in the day, and I just popped in to say that I'm really glad you've kept Sehun for so long. I keep checking up on this account every once in a while and I can't help but admire your dedication. You're honestly my idol.
omg this is so flattering thank you! i’ve been trying to get back in the swing of things and this really just gave me a boost to actually do things here rather than sit around and think about it. (i should in no way be someone’s rp idol though i’m not worthy enough of that title).
again, thank you, this means a lot to me. (whoever you are please let me know and we can plot or something, yeah?)
this dash is dead as hell but i am doing a note to myself for what i need to do here:
respond to @3012v because i still love navy babies plot.
figure out how to do a bio that isn’t 100 pages long.
oh yeah that skku thing i never finished should probably be wrapped up. check in with @ksung who dropped their hyphen like a certain historian i know. also make them do that journey au with me.
answer old ass memes. maybe make them for different time periods.
make a tag system for age ranges. including the following: preschool (infancy-kindergarten-- make this more parent focused), elementary, middle school (maybe push into elementary), high school, first semester of college, OMIT roleplayed years of college (semester 2 + years 2-4), military, graduate school, career start/early family life, middle aged, elderly.
tidy up profile/personality or maybe just omit personality and appearance he dresses like arthur that’s all anyone needs to know.
maybe a new theme but god knows how that killed me on the last account i did.
probably get threads going if i can EVERYONE IS GONE. plot with me, ghost friends. be mildly annoyed with seahun the ta.
i haven’t kept up with new sehun things i need to find a new seahun-esque icon.
@xinanlide
Date: A future not too soon, but not too far off.
“I’m sure you’re wondering why I called you here.”
Sehun’s resources were limited when it came to this field. His father was too practical, even too practical for him, and he didn’t see him making anything that would seem too… boring. The last thing he wanted was to make this a memory that was uneventful.
So, Sehun stared across the table at Mark, his hands folded over one another as they sat alone in a private room, one he requested immediately when he arrived to the restaurant before him.
This would have to do.
Mark was probably the most fanciful person he regularly kept in contact with (ie. he was the most romantic of anyone he knew, and one of the few people he’d ever call a friend), so this was his best bet besides skimming through forums on the internet and requesting help there. Sehun wasn’t quite at that level of desperation just yet, but if Mark failed to bring any proper options he would need to wade through the internet for guidance.
Clearing his throat, he stalled, unsure of how to bring the topic up in the first place aside from that cliché line he just threw him. “I need advice.” That was a good way to start, wasn’t it? Oh Sehun hated asking for advice, so surely Mark should know this was serious. Surely Mark wouldn’t give him—
Well, it was entirely possible Mark would give him joke options.
Perhaps he should have reevaluated his plan.
No, no.
He trusted Mark.
Mark would absolutely not let him down in this endeavor. It was too vital to Sehun’s livelihood and he’d also never let Mark live it down if he didn’t help him.
“As you know, I’ve been dating Sumin for a number of years.” His glasses were slipping, and with two fingers he pushed the side of the frames up. It was a habit he picked up to replace the usual, pushing it up by the center thing he had been doing. It wasn’t cool, he’d been told. He wasn’t the master of cool (the students he worked with wouldn’t ever label him as such), but he wanted to try to seem more impressive. “It’s probably overdue… and it wouldn’t be a surprise to her since we’ve already discussed it in the past… but…”
Sehun hesitated; Mark wasn’t going to do anything weird when he told him, right?
“I’m going to ask her to marry me.”
Today it’s this dweeb’s birthday and as part of the revamp he’s 25.
Pages are under construction.
I know you try so hard, but you can’t even win You’ve got to try a little harder, you’re the comeback kid You’ll go away, but you’ll come back some day…
It’s the end of this blog as we know it...
... and I feel fine.
Sorta. Did that spook you? It was a good reference, but what I’m trying to say is, this account is going to go through a minor revamp + will become a private account after a month or two very semi-hiatus starting now. I’ll list my reasons below and what I’ll be doing, but first what I owe to my writing partners/anyone following this account. I will only interact with mutuals from now on. If we were plotting and I wasn’t following you please know I will continue to plot with you and do a thread.
Here’s a list of people I’m currently plotting with:
plotting: @aeonea @sanguinae @ryuination @hyoushiko @voulhan @vuranos @pijichu @anteda
And here’s a list of people I will continue our threads for reagrading this time/au/whatever other things we were doing.
threads: @3012v @k-sung @cespires @ahyeos @94km @junieses @ehontee
I only included threads I still have muse for and are the most recent. If we had a thread that you'd like to continue please let me know. I haven’t updated it for a few months but you can double check in the Registry or just in my replies tag for anything we’ve written together.
根深枝茂。
deep roots bear thriving branches.
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