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- hold on to your divine blush, your innate rosy magic, or end up brown. once you're brown, you'll find out you're blue. as blue as indigo. and you know what that means. indigo. indigoing. indigone.

[viktorhargreves]

[oceans]

“I have done nothing all summer but wait for myself to be myself again —”

— Georgia O’Keeffe, in a letter to Russel Vernon Hunter, from Georgia O’Keeffe: Art and Letters (via luthienne)

[mai-be]

[louvresong]

gyusol​:

a chill sparks through his body , his grin only widening at jiseok’s words . “ go ahead , hit me . ” sungyeol snarks from where he stands , “ you think i’m pretty ? how sweet of you . i’m pushing your buttons ? that’s a shame , i hadn’t even started yet . ” 

he rolls his eyes -- can this kid get any more fucking annoying? “what are you gonna fucking do, freak?” he snarls, pushing forward into sungyeol’s space. “try me.”

[louvresong]

gyusol​:

“ i would refer to it as two butts . i can’t believe you’re placing disrespect on this . would i say that ? i’m not so sure . anyway , stop fighting me on this , you’re incorrect . ”

“c’mon baby. you know i have a great BUTT! it’s one singular BUTT! it’s not BUTTS!”

[animatedtext]

[louvresong]

wayhcme​:

the story of just how dahye’s come to be here is a little bit convoluted, but in short: pickpocketing from a cheating loser so she can afford a christmas tree. it’s a long story that requires far longer than the 5 minutes she’s been awarded to steal from the greasy-faced twerp trying to play footsies with her make conversation with the charming gentleman in front of her. the speakers blare the annoying alarm, and for the first time that evening, dahye’s actually glad to hear it. with a smile, she waves goodbye to the guy who looks like he’s just lost a winning lottery ticket, slips his wallet into the waistband of her jeans, and seats herself in front of someone else. leaving now’d just attract suspicion, and for a fir, she can stomach a couple more of these men.

what she doesn’t expect, though, is the recognition. dahye shushes the guy in front of her, waving in a ‘keep quiet’ gesture. “it’s me?” she repeats.

squints. 

“do you know me from somewhere, oooooor…?” please don’t be someone she’s stolen from. please.

“it’s, it’s me. uh.” now that he thinks about it, how the hell does he try to explain the situation that he found himself in. you can’t really just go up to people and say, hey, i got head from you a year ago, and i still remember you. “do i just sound crazy to you right now? um, does a renaissance festival. behind a tent. sound familiar to you at all?” you know what, if she didn’t say anything, then he’d drop it. promise. he’d already gone through too much during this speed date session and was ready to go home.

[louvresong]

gyusol​:

he’s cautious of how close hayoon’s getting to him , only meeting her for the first time recently , his hands clutching around his camera . “ you’re pretty if you say you’re pretty . ” he agrees , noticing the feel of her hand resting on his . “ do you have anything to do today ? ” he asks shortly after , curious to see if she was going to be hanging around him for much longer . 

“but i’m asking you,” she nearly purrs, pausing before cocking her head playfully. “don’t you think i’m pretty?” and if she pouts, what about it? she wants to play with her toy. “nope. my brother’s probably expecting me for dinner, but otherwise, i’m all free.” she decides to take a chance -- worse comes to worse, she wouldn’t get fucked by him and would have to go cruising at a club later tonight. “you hungry?”

[louvresong]

gyusol​:

“ going somewhere so soon ? ” head tilting as the question left his lips , “ you’re not going to stay baby ? just as the conversation started getting interesting too . ” a pout formed on his lips as he stared at jiseok carefully .

“i should fucking hit you.” jiseok growls, half to himself, half to get a rise out of the other. “you have a point, pretty boy? or are you just gonna try and keep pushing my buttons?”

[louvresong]

navileras​:

“ you’re plenty sweet, too. you more than deserve it. ” haneul shakes their head, letting out a satisfied breath of air. as holly begins to argue her case, haneul whines, knowing they would eventually give in and let holly have her way. like always. “ you are very persuasive. unfairly so. ” their hands press to holly’s shoulders, leaning forward and kissing her lips. “ ramen and leftover rice it is. now kiss me ? ”

“i taste pretty sweet, too, you know.” she murmurs, eyes glancing down to haneul’s lips. “maybe you should give it a little taste test. again.” her voice is low, wrapping her arms around haneul’s waist and pulling them close. “you spoil me. and i love it.” and i love yo-

[louvresong]

shcun​:

           a  smile  blooms  on  his  face  ,  rubbing  their  cheeks  together  while  watching  the  screen.  ‘’  does  it  though  ?  it’s  just  a  picture.  now  if  that  were  a  picture  of  me  …  ’’

his eyebrows move up suggestively, fidgeting in his seat until he’s kneeling on the couch and facing his partner, laptop forgotten next to him. “now, if it was a picture of you, i think i wouldn’t be able to do anything except stare at it.”

[louvresong]

shcun​:

             ‘’  you’re  telling  me  it’s  not  flirting  what  you’ve  been  doing  with  …  them  ?  ’’  yejun  raises  an  eyebrow  ,  rather  astonished  due  to  the  fact  hakyeon  has  not  realized.  ‘’  please  ,  just  …  go.  ’’

his eyes go wide when yejun explains what has happened, pushing forward into his apartment and reaching out for him. “baby, i never meant to flirt. i’m sorry that it came off that way. you’re the only one for me.”

[louvresong]

pinswheel​:

     THEY  LAUGH  AT  HIS  DRAMATIC  actions  ,  not  falling  for  the  theatrics.     “     you’re  so  lame.     ”     izzy  stands  and  offers  graham  a  hand  to  pull  him  up  from  where  he  is.     “     i  literally  don’t  care  for  the  good  chocolate  or  the  off  brand  nestle  packets.  we  have  whipped  cream  and  marshmallows.  that’s  all  that  matters.     ”     that  and  you  ,  not  that  izzy  was  going  to  voice  that.  either  graham  knows  simply  though  diffusion  or  he  will  never  find  out.

“i’m not lame, you’re lame.” he shoots back, a mischievous grin on his face as he takes izzy’s hand and stands up. he doesn’t let go, though, tugging them along as he walks backwards to the kitchen. “do you know what my favorite thing to do as a kid was?” he hums, letting his fingers entwine with izzy’s and give their hand a squeeze, pulling it up and kissing their hand. 

[greelin]

good responses to getting stabbed with a sword

wtf

that’s fair

not again

are you gonna want this back or can i keep it

[louvresong]

navileras​:

“ are you surprised ? ” a lazy smile finds its way to their expression, stepping closer to holly and kissing her back, a soft, light brush of their lips against hers. “ if i kiss you some more, we’ll never get out of here. ” they release a soft chuckle, though make no movements to step out of her embrace.

“i think i could never deserve someone as sweet as you.” holly murmurs, tucking her face against haneul’s neck, eyes closing in peace. “i’m not complaining. you know, i’m a very persuasive person. we could get ramen, we could eat that leftover fried rice i know you have in your fridge -- ”

[louvresong]

trineaspect​:

auburn hues constantly find themselves flitting from her phone and back in a languid manner, mentally calculating how much longer she has to humor her friend by remaining at this rather pointless event. serena has half the nerve to walk out after the past three dates couldn’t charm their way out a paper box, but it’s the power of friendship and that encourages her to stay ( not really ) – that, and the eerie tinge of familiarity that strikes her whenever she settles infront of the next person ( more likely ). emotions are numb upon greetings, only giving a slight quirk of the corner or her lip as she mirrors his own “hi,” right back, but groomed eyebrows jerk upwards at the sudden exclamation, confusion etched upon her features both at the behavior as well as how mightly the feeling was growing, “it’s … me?” the girl questions, lightly pointing a finger at her chest before leaning in, “uh … have we really met before or is this a gateway to some crappy pick up line?”

for a second he thinks he’s gone insane. maybe the lights were too dark in whatever situation he had gotten too, maybe the memory was too far back to construct clearly -- but once he gets a good look at her face, everything jerks into place. “yeah, i, um. renaissance festival. last year. behind the fairy garden tent.” he tries, stumbling over his words. he swears she was the one who -- you know. anyways, it wasn’t like he made a habit of it! “i swear i’m telling the truth -- please tell me i’m not the worst speed date you’ve had this night.”

[louvresong]

gyusol​:

“ you’re infuriating, you know that ? you’re just referring to the entire area, which is unfair . you have two butts if you look at them on their own . ”

“but do you refer to it as your butts? no. you would say, sanha, baby, your butt is so hot.”