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it is totally fucking fine to talk to a roleplayer because you like their faceclaim or because you want to make your OTP happen there really is nothing wrong with that and Iām tired of the krp community shaming it but what is shameful is ignoring and being a shit to roleplayers because you think they have an ugly faceclaim, you donāt know their faceclaim, or because theyāre a female and your mun is a hetero femaleĀ
just fuckin saying
"Mm..hello?" The man began,his fingers fidgeting with one another behind his back as he looked around. "Iām looking for a..hm,a little bit of companionship. Please,would you help me out a bit?"
Ā Ā A man with a past;filled with abuse and hatred. Ā
Ā Cho Kyuhyun,CKH. 24 year old song writer living in a one bedroom apartment,suffering from hyperarousal post-traumatic stress disorder.Ā
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You Wish - Nightmares On Wax
choixjunhee said: You offered the cake, but it wouldnāt be right to eat it all by myselfā although my appetite is bigger as a male, I know Iām incapable of finishing it before the spell wears out. (/flashes a soft smile and chuckles) Sure, why not?
I wouldn't mind having a slice then, but I still feel spoiled. Thank you for sharing with me, Junhee. Oh and by the way, nonsense! Your appetite is as big as you believe. Yum!
Oh GiseokĀ ; Tattoo ApprenticeĀ ; 20 Years Old
Giseok wasnāt ordinary. Ā Anyone who met him knew there was something off about them. Ā Sometimes he would give them the creeps, others found his persona to be intriguing. Ā Though Giseok was uninterested. Ā People were not his strong suit. Ā The only time he enjoyed them was when they paid him to place ink into their bodies, and even then they were quite a pain. Ā If some pissed him off he wouldnāt be afraid to attack them. Ā To try to befriend him? Ā Well, that would be an arduous quest. Ā Can you handle it?
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He didn't know why but for some reason he decided to believe her. "Ok ok I believe you" beastboy assured trying to get her to relax some.
Hearing those words relieved Hyuna a great deal and when a pause filled the air between the two, she pulled her hooded sweatshirt back on. āGood to hear. So, are you going to tell me your name?ā
Beastboy didn't even know what to say about her 'bad joke' but when she said she thought it was a hotel he looked at her. "You thought my room was a hotel...?"
Catching his glance, she felt embarrassed suddenly and tried to defend herself with both arms raised now. āNot the whole thing, I mean, this building-- Tower. I just picked a room by random and Iām sorry that it happened to be yours. I didnāt take anything.ā To try and prove her innocence, Hyuna reached down and emptied her pockets, after she took off her hoodie and waved it around. āDo you believe me yet?ā
#儳ē„.
no matter how sad I am this never fails to make me laugh
Seeing the girl beastboy had conflicting emotions. He was happy that a beautiful girl was in his room but a little curious how she got in and a little nervous of what she could do. Thousands of questions went through his head but he only asked one.
"If youāre not a burglar then why are you here?!"
Without realizing it his voice had an angry and irritated tone directed at the girl.
With a calm look, Hyuna noticed how his tone was a semi-aggressive one but she didnāt blame him and nor did she get offended. Instead, she stood back up and dusted her legs off. āThis is going to sound like a bad joke, but I donāt know.ā Even she wanted to laugh at her words. They sounded ludicrous. How couldnāt she have known where she was or how she got there? Well, Hyuna huffed, itād been a long night of forgetting responsibilities and dancing with strangers. Nothing too bad, right?
āIn my defense, I thought this place was a hotel.ā
The world is filled with nice people. If you canāt find one, be one.
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The titans tower was completely empty accept for the little green changeling. Or at least thatās what he thought until he went in his room and saw somebody in there, a figure in the shadows he couldnāt make out.
"Dude?! Who are you?!"
It hadnāt occurred to Hyuna that she was trespassing. She didnāt exactly know how she found herself in this room or in this Tower. On the floor lay an empty pizza box and a few, what she presumed to be, Ā pieces of neglected laundry. āGross.ā A small giggle soon followed after the brunette nudged the presumably old box of pizza with the tip of her sneaker. This place, whatever it was, must of been a hotel she figured. It had all the right things, despite the mess, of course. Maybe this had been a room thatād been forgotten for cleaning, who knew, but all Hyuna focused on at the moment was to get off her aching feet. That is until an alarmed voice called out to her, causing her to jump from the seat sheād taken at the seemingly neglected desk.
āDude?! Who are you?!ā The words were simple to answer but the young woman found herself too alarmed to answer at first. She didnāt mean to trespass, if she was, itād just been a long night.
āIām.. Iām Hyuna! Who are yo--ā Her sentence was cut short when she finished rubbing her backside and refocused her alarmed, brown orbs at the stranger that stood before her. His skin was green along with his hair and he looked, well, different. It wasnāt fear that rose in her but instead curiosity. Who was he? Why was he green? These questions pulsed in her mind but she didnāt dare voice them for fear of sounding rude. āIām sorry if I took you by surprise but Iām not a burglar, I swear.ā Whoever he was, Hyuna hoped he would believe her.