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I have scars on my hands from touching certain people.

J.D. Salinger (via humanseoul)

TO ALL OF YOU WONDERFUL MUN’S THAT PLAY FEMALE MUSES: i love you. you are wonderful. the difference in attention that male muses get compared to female one’s is absolutely disgusting and intolerable. ladies deserve love. they deserve attention. ladies are fucking fascinating and are entitled to just as much regard and adoration as the male ones. SPREAD THE LOVE AROUND TODAY Y’ALL. LOVE ON A LADY MUSE.

#time:out

gminella

♠ — ; It was yet another day where she let her feet decide her next destination, a hand tightly tugging on her guitar case’s strap while the other was stuck inside one of the pockets of her jeans. The lower half of her face was concealed behind a face mask and her head was adorned by a pair of brightly colored headphones set to a moderate volume, playing her alternative mix in Spotify. Such a break should be treasured as it might be the last time before she gets busy again with two different concerts. Talk about in demand and living the dream.

Her feet led to the first few moments of where her dreams came to reality. During her trainee days, she and the rest of the band unit members of AOA would perform covers of popular pop rock songs both from local and international artists in various locations – from subways to the streets of Hongdae to random gazebos and to school events. Here she stood in front of a gymnasium where AOA Black first performed a demo version of ‘Moya.’ The single step she took inside caused a wave of nostalgia that made her eyes turn into little crescents and her lips curve into a genuinely blissful smile.

As she set herself on the bleachers and took out her acoustic guitar Banana, echoing screeches made her eyes dart below to find out that she wasn’t alone. It took her a few moments to recognize who the person was and thankfully, he recognized her before she could as he hollered. “Look what the cat dragged in.“

Leaving her instrument, Jimin went down to meet her friend, clawing her fingers to acknowledge his greeting. ❝ Haha, good one. Never heard of that before. Nice to see you again, Jaewon-sshi! Not that I knew I’d see you here. I really didn’t. ❞

His days weren’t that much of a drag. Jang Jaewon was up bright and early for modeling, and down and dirty to teach children, teenagers, and young adults how to love what they’re doing. Athleticism was almost a life style. He whistled a tune, hanging onto his designer jacket behind his back with his three middle fingers before carelessly tossing it over to the side.

This was a different job in itself, almost like volunteer work. It was like one of those drunk driver guys coming to schools to tell kids how bad it is, or a professional boxer, or millionaire coming in to talk about his life. Jae was openly invited to come to this school to talk about his experiences and the excitement wrapped around this lifestyle. It was pleasant to see different girls and boys of different backgrounds all over the country garnering interest, or even finding a spark to passionately do what they like.

Jaewon was light on his feet. His knees were bent in his gray trousers. A stalemate. He batted long eyelashes at the other, explaining the scenario and the upcoming play by play. His loose black necktie swayed side to side harmoniously, like a pendulum with the leather ball as he was ready to fake, outplay, and outmaneuver his opponent. A feint. As he saw the other exhale, he drew in his breath and made his move, breaking the tension and driving towards the basket, jamming it in with his dominant hand. Jae loved flashy plays the most, though he apologized to the other for perhaps overdoing it.

The model cupped his hands around his mouth, hollering an aggressive pun at the small cat watching him on the bleachers. Fortunately, it was a more secluded area in the school, as less people were in the gymnasium at this time. He’d have felt bad if she was swarmed here by all the AOA fans. It was lunch hour after all.

He was pleased that she understood the reference, clawing back at her as if some sort of secret code. “Hey,” Jaewon winked, as he strutted up the bleachers that bounced in response to his weight, making sure to grab his coat on the way up. “What brings you here?” He smiled, reaching his hand over to ruffle her fluffy hair.

#hey #[tags u as this from now on bc HEY]#gminella

yourthea

항상 과거만 생각한다면 더 나은 내일은 가질 수가 없다.

“You can’t have a better tomorrow if you are thinking about yesterday all the time.” (via asiantrends)

#gemini;#traveling;

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I’ve lost so many people. Some I left on purpose and never looked back. Some were taken from me, and I never said goodbye.

Ann Aguirre, Grimspace

#gemini;#traveling;

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I don’t have time to hate anyone, I either love you or I don’t care at all.

(via jwxngs)

#gemini;#traveling;

kimwoobinseyebrows

Hong Jong Hyun in Arena Homme+

#f:c;#traveling;

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Slightly lowering her head, Alex grinned as it was too unusual for her, seeing Jaewon in such condition and asking her to feed him. However, it was not in her rules to refuse his offer, so, she game him a quick nod of her head as the reply. The brunette looked around but there was no free chair in the room, and she was pretty much, too lazy to go to another room to take one, so without a second thought, she walked closer to the bed and rested her lower body on the edge of it, close enough to the male though, since she was still about to feed him. Alexane rested the tray on her legs, taking the spoon in her palms.

“Open your mouth, dear? I’ll heal you in a matter of moment.” Smiling sweetly and warmly, as well, she slightly blew at the spoon full of her soup and then pulled it to him, of course, having another palm under the spoon so his blanket wouldn’t get dirty.

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“I’ll heal you in a moment.” The words resonated through his mind, sounding rather embarrassing for him to hear. His breaths were short. The difference was hard to tell. Whether he had forgotten how to breathe passively, or his breath was being sucked-- taken away. It was rather charming, as if seeing Alexane’s feminine glamour for the first time.

Jaewon was obedient, weakly widening his mouth for the first bite, closing his lips at the end of the ovular segment of the metal. He swallowed. The initial heat of the first taste was reinvigorating. Two fingers held gently against the end of his lips as his eyes widened. Delicious. The words didn’t come out of his mouth, he was still left breathless. The scene was painted perfectly, as if it could be used as a thumbnail for an episode to a Korean drama. It was a side of Alexane he’d never seen before, and he was afraid of it winning him over, but his body gave in. This treatment was nice. It was almost as if it were just a dream; it seemed too good to be true.

#alecchi #[YURA HJH IS REFRESHING TBH.....]

mylovelyhongjonghyun

#f:c;#traveling;#[WRONG SPORT]

cuteoppas

In all honestly I had not managed to watch another wgm couple since khuntoria couple. Now I know why, the things these virtual couples do and go through is "real," real in the sense that unintentionally as a viewer I begin to: laugh along with them, get nervous with them, get embarrassed with them/for them, I get giddy when they do something cute, romantic too and for each other. Suddenly before I know it, I have fallen for them as a couple and the relationship they have created. The possibility of an ever near ending is never an option... the desire to have them endlessly create beautiful memories no longer individually but as a couple is all too real. In other words, JjongAh Couple you gracefully managed to capture a bit of my heart; so, I want to thank you for the laughs and the pit-a-pat moments you gifted me as a viewer. And so in my very own way I want to thank you, please see below.

"The first time I saw you, I don't remember anything. Whether the sky was blinding, or how beautiful the sunset was. Because... I was only looking at you."

#f:c;#traveling;

alecchi

“And what? I still have to take care of sick you.” Alexane nodded firmly, before sitting on the edge of the bed. She couldn’t leave him alone, that’s why, not matter how high was the possibility of falling ill as well, she was spending her free time to make him feel better. “I made chicken soup, it should help you.”

Quietly stepping out of the room, he watched her. There was some sort of art to it. Like music. Jaewon watched with admiration as the other prepared his meal. He held in coughs for as long as he could, tiptoeing back to his room before he was exposed. There was a certain finesse to watching the girl prepare his meal. Scrambling into his bed, he felt tense. His heart pumped out his chest as she entered his quarters. He swallowed, shifting his attention to her elegant fingertips, best averting her gaze as a sense of familiarity seeped into his skin. It was as though in some alternate universe, this soul in front of him had previously been intimate with his.

“Feed me,” he said quietly, suddenly feeling shy as her words slipped past his thoughts in that instance.

#[sry im too dumb to make/blocktext icons ;A;]#alecchi

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HJH for Arena

#f:c;#traveling;

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▲: how our muses first met

➤ jaewvn ( a masterlist of prompts and sentence starters ) - ( status : not accepting )

▲: how our muses first met.

She was always someone who enjoyed watching people play sports, supported close friends who were connected to teams that played around the city as well. They were people who men would envy, girls would simply gawk and adore as well. While she was stuck on the other end of it, simply watching with her brows furrowing. Fingers clutched in between to watch eagerly with no signs of disappointment or joy when one wins and the other loses. Hana remained composed despite her feelings were a jumbled mess from within.

It’s been an hour since the game finished, close tie but one team one and there was a mixture of emotions basking in the air when people started to gather their belongings and left their seats. Waiting and waiting up until there was enough space for her to dismiss the scene with the strap of her bag clutched between her fingers. Five minutes of absentmindedly walking around the hallways, finally finding the exit as she walks out when the handle was pushed forth.

Everyone’s gradually disappearing, driving onto the streets or when their arrival of those who were going to pick her up finally showed up at the front of the building. Hana was left standing there absentmindedly with hazelnut colored irises flickering to one side to another, wondering where her co-worker has been. Then again, they both shared the same shift near the same time. Late evening and the mornings were an opportunity to catch up on rest. Steps were closer to her presence, a voice spoken up from the silence. ❝You’re going to be okay? Everyone left a while ago.❞

When her head shifts to his direction, there’s a dull expression on her visage. She knows him, based off of what she hears around her but he’s no different from everyone else. Well known for his talent, commonly liked for how well he plays but Hana doesn’t simply falls to her knees. Perhaps like most girls would if he would have approached those who adored him as a huge fan. ❝Yea’. Got a ride, waiting even though I know his ass is probably sleepin’ in.❞ A forced chuckle rolls off of her tongue, fingers grazed along her own temples.

He noticed how stressed she was, uncertain if something occurred before he approached or if it was a long day after all. Jaewon knows that feeling all too well though. The bag rests along the length of his back, keeping it in place as he raises a brow at the shorter female. ❝Well I’m about to walk, if you want we can walk together.❞

Hana thinks about it momentarily, shrugging a shoulder with her hand fishing out her device. Typing in a message to the person who was originally supposed to pick her up to stay back, deciding to go home in her own pace. She gives him one quick glance and Jaewon’s already leading the direction. A given pathway for her to follow along and the introductions were dropped in between discussions of random topics. Despite her already knowing his name in advance but at least he knows who she is now.

#saved;