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[in-fuh-muh s] (adjective) deserving of or causing an evil reputation; shamefully malign; detestable ʟᴇᴇ ᴀᴇʀɪɴ - xxɪ - ᴇx ᴘʀᴏ ɢʏᴍɴᴀsᴛ ᴏɴʟɪɴᴇ ʜᴀᴛᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜ ɪɴ sᴏᴅɪᴜᴍ

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NᴀCʟ; abh&laer

[voxera]

but he didn’t, so shocked fan she was. fuck, she wasn’t even subtle, was she? walking into him? cheapest trick in the books. “watch where you’re going.” he ordered. oh but she looked pretty enough for more, (at least behind the hair covering half her face.) he was here to pick up chicks anyway, so why not the one that had served herself right on a silver platter?

“you presumably already drank too much to walk straight, but how about I add another to that count?” 

[malfamee-blog]

this was exactly the kind of thing that would happen in a horror movie. you run from the monster, turn around for a fraction of a second and it shows up right in front of you. although you could argue her life has been more of a drama this past year.

or a comedy, and the joke’s on her.

her eyes finally worked their way up once more, from the hands that landed on his chest to stabilize herself (and that she took off the second she registered the contact), to a slender neck, plump lips, smooth skin and-

she almost scoffed as he rudely barked an order.

- and dark eyeliner that only emphasized that nasty gleam she always knew she would find in his eyes. asshole.

but she didn’t scoff. in fact, she didn’t do much, the situation all to surreal. somewhat familiar as well, perhaps because of that one dream she had of him an- no. not going there. (it was perfectly normal, she had justified herself. happens to anyone when you’re single and spend too much time thinking about someone, let it be positively or negatively. her subconscious was just out to get her and her sanity) 

instead she just nodded vaguely (probably giving her an incredibly dim appearance) she muttered “yes, sure.” for a reason that was beyond her. perhaps just because she needed alcohol to cope with that encounter.

perhaps because there was one thing the pictures of him never conveyed: his charm. and right now, with the faint buzz of her previous drinks, the incongruity of this whole situation and the general effect of surprise; it was working.

“not a cheap one, i hope. i have high standards” she added, pushing her hair out of her face, eyes finally making clear contact.

[kdromo]

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@submrsn

the bass thumped away as the latest random rhythmic pop song mixed in with the chatting from the party-goers. they were about 20 in the large rooftop apartment over looking the han river. an eclectic mix of people, but all brought close and united by the same passion, same struggles.

the life of an athlete was never easy, but they certainly knew how to throw one hell of a bash to make up for it.

she smiled at a soccer team member as she walked past the living room and into the large kitchen. she couldn’t get the grin off her face. it was always like that when they were all together. a noisy group, she had to admit, but the cohesion was instantaneous and while they rarely managed to get all together due to worldwide competitions, the few moments where they could, she cherished immensely

(little did she know these moments would seem gone and forgotten so soon)

she opened the fridge, grabbing herself a bottle of beer; smiling even wider when she saw the familiar face of her friend behind the door when she pushed it back in place.

“i’d congratulate you on the medal do hyun-ah” she began, moving to push herself up and sit on the counter, legs swinging in rhythm. “but that’s the excuse we chose for this particular party, and I’d hate to be repetitive” she teased with a smirk, grabbing a random lighter off the counter and popping her beer open.

“you’ll have to teach me how you keep your toes so pointed. I think my coach will have an aneurysm next time i get a deduction because of that again” she scoffed with an eye roll, taking a swing from her bottle before holding it out, offering him a sip. 

[zaarcasm-blog]

❝lee.. aerin?❞ it was rather a mere whisper to herself upon hearing said name and zaara turned to look at a girl, beautiful, long blonde waves. but her face seemed familiar, incredibly familiar. ❝you’re.. lee aerin, huh? the lee aerin?❞ and soon her face was graced by a condescending expression. ❝so you’re still around? haven’t left the country by now?❞

[malfamee-blog]

she was stopped dead in her tracks when she heard her name called. after all wasn’t that a normal reflex? one she quickly regretted though as she turned to meet an unfamiliar face. aerin tried to keep her expression black as the following words cut through her.

come on aerin, you’ve heard worse. and yet hearing those kinds of things face to face always stung much more than nameless inline comments.

“ I’m sorry, you must have the wrong person ” she lied, trying to school her features is a friendly grin. she didn’t have the will for this today.

[wisceral-blog]

do better

[wisceral-blog]

and that’s oh sehun for you, terrible and even more terrible. 

[malfamee-blog]

her feet on his lap froze along with her whole body at his words.

asshole

the word reverberated in her mind as she shut her eyes, trying to get her anger under wraps. he knew exactly what he was doing, him and his small games. virtual and mind ones as well. it wasn’t hard after all to figure out what subject she’d be sensitive to.

she just didn’t expect him to bring it up like this. clearly she’d had underestimated how much of a little shit he could be when he wanted to.

so he wanted to get a rise out of her? she could get one out of him too. everything was a challenge to her, and this one was deliciously appealing.

her foot pushed slightly on his thigh as her eyes took in his figure, in front of her; transfixed on the tv, game controller in his hand and tall body leaning against the couch (was it her or was he still growing?)

“really? smart can be defined in so many ways though” she finally spoke, trying to keep her voice leveled as to not show her irritation too much. (he’d get such a kick out of it after all)

“of course there’s book smart. that’s you, i’ll concede” she said, moving her feet off of his lap only to scoot closer until her thighs hit his, leaning on her side, elbow resting against the top of the couch, body angled towards his allowing her to speak quite close to his ear, hoping to distract him slightly although never explicitly.

there was a certain charm in subtlety and deniable plausibility.

he’ll make what he wants of this, and she’ll have her fun too.

“then there’s street smart. which, considering the insane amount of time you spend in front of a screen, i doubt you have much of, no?” she tilted her head, before glancing back at the screen. “ah- seems you missed an enemy, are your bangs bothering you?” she asked in a faked sweet voice before reaching her hand out to push his hair to the side, hand trailing down until her wrist rested on his shoulder.

“better now?”  a whisper this time, ensuring that her breath will blow lightly against his ear and neck before pulling back.

“there are so many ways to be smart, do you truly believe you outsmart me in each of them?”  

[97dami]

[malfamee-blog]

“I don’t care.”

masterlist of memes : accepting

“and then-” aerin looked up, annoyance clear in her eyes as the woman in front of her cut her off with a display of disinterest. it was hard however to really be able to read the expression on either aerin or jieun’s face, both of them half hidden behind masks. although the reason for hiding was quite different for both.

aerin tried to not let her mind wander and think about it too much, or her jealousy show.

regardless they both sat, blissfully anonymous in the busy starbucks, a small table in the back of the shop, away from all the commotion of those coming and going.

“you know, you could be a bit more thankful, you say you want to meet up, i adapt to your busy schedule” ok, maybe that was uncalled for, doing two half time jobs did allow aerin quite some flexibility in her scheduling. “and when we try to catch up you’re being rude” she complained, taking another sip out of her overcharged and overrated drink (this is the last time she’ll let her pick where they meet up)

“i’ll agree my life’s pretty boring right now, especially compared to yours but you should be a good friend and humor me”

[nasuu-deactivated20160204]

& Falling Snowflakes

[ @malfamee ]

❝ Are you worrying about me right now ? ❞ Jinsu teases in a light tone, playful smile appearing after he speaks. Palms of his hands brush against his dark jeans, ridding the fabric of the snow from his earlier tumble. Running without watching where he was going caused him to slip upon a sheet of ice, sending him flying to the ground, without a bit of a warning to catch himself before the fall. ❝ I didn’t know noona felt so deeply about my wellbeing. ❞

[malfamee-blog]

She had moved quickly to where he had slipped, ready to give a helping hand only to find that he had beaten her to it. Rolling her eyes at his words, she circled her scarf around her neck, cold air getting to her as fog left her mouth when she spoke. “More like I was worried this kind noona have to carry you all the way back” she replied, eyes narrowing slightly. “You need to stop running off like that. I feel like a babysitter but without the shitty pay”

[lxckwolf-archive]

Masterlist of Memes

Symbols

☹ My muse is visiting your muse on their death bed

♫ A drabble about our muses inspired by the next song that comes on shuffle

☻ A drabble of our muses on their wedding day

☺ my muse trying to piss yours off

ت our muses running into each other after not seeing each other for several years

ヅ for a situation that got both our muses arrested

シ my muse walks in on your naked

Ü your muse walks in on my muse naked

ϡ a goodbye letter from my muse to yours

♥ you muse suprises my muse with a kiss

۵ my muse kisses yours to shut them up

ღ a forehead kiss from my muse

웃 my muse torturing yours for information

유 my muse trying to seduce information from your muse

♈ a holiday drabble featuring our muses

♉ our muses are together when they get ambushed

≑ my muse wakes up in your muse’s body

?  my muse will ask your muse a question they always wanted to ask

+ my muse has died and your muse is included in their will

◈ my muse’s reaction to finding your muse beaten and bruised 

♊ my muse will do something stupid to impress your muse

✃ your muse visiting mine in the psych ward

♋ my muse visiting yours in the psych ward

❅ my muse rescues yours

✪ my muse seeing the ghost of your muse

● my muse’s turn offs

○ my muse’s turn ons

△ our muse’s get in a playful wrestling match

⍢ my muse gives yours a hickey

✧ our muses having dinner together

☎ my muse drunk dials your muse

✈ our muses on a flight together

☼ my muse giving yours a massage

♡ my muse flirts with your mue

☣ your muse visiting my muse in prison

♌ your muse visiting mine in prison

X my muse doesn’t remember anything from the night before. They have blood on their hands, and your muse is beaten at their feet.

☁ our muses are trapped in a fire together

〰 our muses are at the beach together

❢ my muse has lost their memory, and at the sight of your muse starts to remember things

✑ my muses daily routine

❂ a new years eve memory from my muse

✬ our muses share a new years eve kiss

✆ your muses name, ringtone, and icon in the muse’s phone

◙ a christmas gift from my muse

♍ a sexual story from my muse

₩ our muses are caught in a thunder storm together

❊  a regret my muse has about your muse

♎ your muse tracing one of my muse’s scars

♏ my muse tracing a scar of your muse’s

♐ my muse hearing your muse scream

♑ our muses go out for coffee together

♒ my muse visit’s your muse’s grave

♓ my muse injures your muse

✄ your muse injures my muse

☩ a dream my muse has about your muse

☨ my muse searching for your muse

☦ my muse trying to cheer up your muse

✞ my muse taking care of a your muse while their sick

✛ my muse trying to calm your muse down

✜ my muse trying to get your muse to recover from amnesia

✝ a confession from my muse to yours

✙ our muses shopping together

✠ our muses watching the stars together

« a past memory with our muses

» a daydream my muse has about yours

✐ a mistletoe kiss

✎ our muses going to a costume ball together

✏ our muses are evil and out reaking havoc together

♔ a kiss on the cheek

♕ a kiss on the palms

♖ a kiss on the back of the hand

♗ a kiss on the nose

♘ a kiss on the eyelids

♙ a kiss on a bruise

Sentence Memes

“You belong to me”

“I found you”

“I’m in jail”

“You make me so hot”

“I have to leave”

“Please don’t leave”

“And what about our parents?”

“Who did this to you?”

“You shouldn’t have done that”

“What happened last night”

“We never tell anyone about this”

“So, you want to play games?”

“Does that require pants?”

“Lets just have a lazy day”

“Then go kill the bitch”

“I’m pregnant”

“You broke me”

“Don’t touch me”

“You can’t fix this”

“There’s nowhere we can hide”

“I’m not listening”

“Who do you think you are?”

“I don’t need you here.”

“Did I fall asleep?”

“A little evil goes a long, long way.”

“I will not die.”

“I don’t care.”

“I have no regrets.”

“I feel numb.”

“All monsters are human.”

“You look beautiful, but you don’t look fine.”

“You look beautiful, but you don’t look fine.“”

“How many time have I told you to be more careful?”

“Let’s get you to bed.”

“I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!”

“Are you crazy?”

“Do you trust me?”

“How did you escape?”

“Is that blood behind your ear?”

“Take. This. Off. ”

“What’s in it for me?”

“What’s in it for you?”

xtylerlockwood

[malfamee-blog]

NᴀCʟ; abh&laer

@luxeras

aerin had always considered herself a very patient woman, but a prideful one as well. it had been an hour already and all her texts left unanswered. she was officially stood up. she sighed as she sipped on her third and last drink, turning on her bar stool to look at the crowd.

if she caught the pitied gaze the barmaid kept sending her once more, god only knows what she wouldn’t do.

she pushed her hair out of her eyes before moving it back to cover her face. nasty quirk she picked up since all hell broke loose. the blonde hair was a welcome gift, she wasn’t recognized nearly as easily, but old habits died hard.

she hoped it would provide ample disguise for her shame at being that one girl waiting stupidly on a man, in a bustling bar where everyone seemed in good company. finishing her drink, she got ready to leave when she was distracted by some murmured chatting mixing with the loud music and conversations.

people’s attention seemed to be on something, some even with their phones out taking sneaky pictures, a ‘i’m pretty sure that’s him’ sounding from the people next to her. she almost scoffed. probably some celebrity. she found the bar goers were so cute, so many trying to act unfazed yet still glancing over to whoever the center of attention was tonight.

‘i used to hang out with celebrities, back in the day’ she thought to herself. she couldn’t afford to be this snobby anymore though. not even a year yet it already seemed so far back.

she put her phone in her bag, looking around over the crowd for the nearest exit when she finally saw who the mystery man was.

fuck

she needed to get out of her. stat. aerin was pretty sure she could flip a table due to her irritation with her no show date and the ‘i feel your pain poor thing’ barmaid. but if he was here, oh god help her.

throwing her coat over her arm, she dared another glance, and hated herself for it. it was almost surreal, seeing him for the first time. he was... exactly like she expected. after all she had seen his pictures much more than an average person should (especially if it was when she hunted down articles to comment on). smooth looking skin, messy hair, expressive made up eyes and a smirk that gave away how much of an asshole she was convinced he was.

and yet this was something she had never planned to happen, she thought, as all her previous anger redirected right towards him (wasn’t it always the way?). she was used to being the faceless one in all their (one sided) interactions. seeing him in the flesh was never expected, she felt much more comfortable in her sweet anonymity -as his fangirls stupidly replied to her comments and defend him- when it came to Era.

she got up in a hurry, definitely no tip tonight, as she decided to make sure her evening couldn’t take a turn for the even worse. moving through the crowd (probably throwing some unjustified elbow around) she looked to her right for the exit, not noticing where she was going into as she bumped right into someone.

as she looked up, her heart inversely dropped. if her goal was to get as far away from him as possible, aerin had somehow managed to do the exact opposite.

[wisceral-blog]

do better

he’s kind enough to let ms.‘taint-the-fuck-out-of-south-korea’ in his proximity let alone in his ever so humble, ever so sacred abode. he’d wish at least that she’d have half a mind to be considerate to him. and its a shame, a whole lot of shame cause it leads his lips jerking, almost naturally to bite back at her words. 

“oh fucking please aerin,” he starts, smashing down a few buttons to annihilate the opposing aliens virtually waging war with him. his lack of care towards the woman who was clearly hinting for attention he isn’t bothered to give (and hey, playing around with her doesn’t do no harm.) and finally, after tearing his eyes off the flashing screens he finally looks to her, 

he’s looking smug as fucking always. 

but he has a reason to be so cocky, he’s the one at KAIST studying engineering she, she? well she ruined korea’s reputation. 

“it’s you who won’t do better than me, so don’t make me laugh.” 

[malfamee-blog]

she wanted to slap him when his eyes didn’t have the decency to tear themselves from the screen (and whatever dumb game he was playing this time, god she hated the sound of the repetitive shooting). the feeling only intensified when he looked up with that fucking expression.

when he spoke however, she entertained the idea of possibly strangling him instead. 

he was so annoying. but he kept her busy and out of the house where she’d probably go stir crazy faster than in his presence. “god, your teachers need to stop sucking up to you, it’s clearly getting to your head. regarding which, you should consider seeing a doctor to surgically remove it from your ass.” she grumbled.

aerin let herself fall onto the couch he was sitting on, back resting against the arm rest as she kicked him with her feet (a “you nerd” muttered for good measure) before resting her legs over his, trying to see to which point she could distract him from his childish games. mixing comfort and pleasure.

“not my problem if you find a factual, objective and completely true statement this funny. you weren’t lucky enough to know me at my peak” she replied with a huff, staring at her nails.

“what do you have that i don’t, apart from a stupid kill/death ratio on a game that no one cares about?” she asked, looking back up at him, ignoring the small voice in her head telling her that she really doesn’t want a truthful answer, but with him, she’d definitely get it.

[malfamee-blog]

          ɪɴғᴀᴍᴏᴜs

          [in-fuh-muh s] (adjective)            “deserving of or causing an evil reputation; shamefully malign; detestable”

          ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ • ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ • sᴄᴀɴᴅᴀʟ • ᴘʀᴏғɪʟᴇ