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@mnhyorin
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I can't be bothered to exist anymore
(` she narrows her eyes as she shakes her head before glancing back at you, raising an eyebrow. ) Suuuuuure.
( ` puts on her best puppy dog face ) Don't do this to me.
Ah, is this another lie? Heh.
( ` she pulls a face, scrunching her nose up and sticking her tongue out ) No! No! I am not a liar.
mnhyorin
Ehh, don’t tell lies, Hyorin-ah. It’s not really a nice thing.
Did you not know? I never tell lies.
I am always wanting to write Rated R material threads but I’m never sure of who would be comfortable doing so. Can roleplayers please reblog this post if you are fully comfortable writing mature subjects in your threads? { Blood, Gore, Rape, Murder, Alcohol and drug use, Hack&Slash etc. } I’d like to find out by this post who IS comfortable with these types of roleplays rather than making someone uncomfortable just by asking. Thank you!
"You can't leave me here. Promise me."
The pad of her thumb swiped against the others cheek, wiping away the hot tears which had sprung into Soojung's eyes after the request slipped from her lips. There was a stab of pain in her chest, so sharp that she questioned whether she was actually being impaled by some sort of torture device. To see such an expression of pure fright on the usual frisky female was something more than agonizing to the elder.
Sliding her arm around her shoulder, tugging her gently into a hug, she stroked the other's long locks with her free hand. Seeing her in this state made Hyorin feel like she was handling something delicate, something fragile and it wrecked her brain; she despised seeing those so obviously stronger than herself break down and depend on her. It was a rare occurrence, but it was terrifying. And angering.
There was no reason for such an amazing human, for one of those seldom examples of selfless people to suffer because of other's insecurities or hatred or sheer blindness. For a person like Hyorin, a mellow character with little care, it boiled her blood. So much so that she felt herself almost slip into a fit of rage -- she stopped herself though, biting on her tongue hard enough to draw blood.
But what could she do? She couldn't just whisk Soojung off along with her; she didn't know much about idol's and their lives she knew it wouldn't be easy for Soojung just to pack up and leave everything behind -- even if it was only for a couple of months. Yet, she struggled with the concept of going off to her Jeju hideout and leaving her behind in Seoul so that those vultures -- the paparazzi, the netizens -- could devour her. She couldn't even bring herself to even consider that. It just wasn't option.
Burying her face against the crook of Soojung's neck, voice raw with emotion, she murmured repeatedly: "I promise."
Kiko was used to this reaction and the shocked look that came with it. Usually it was her baby face or her brat like behavior that made people question her motherhood. With a snort, she nodded. “Yes I have a daughter” Kiko confirmed. “She’s an energetic three year old and I love her dearly.” Kiko stepped up to the counter, looking at all the donuts. “Sure I’ll go first, thanks.” When the cashier came to take her order, she decided on 4 chocolate long johns, 5 bacon maple donuts, 2 strawberry sprinkle donuts and one matcha green tea donut. When she was done, she paid and slid to the side and out of your way. “Is it that shocking I’m a mother?” Kiko questioned, laughing softly.
Shuffling into the spot which had just been occupied by the other, fingers drumming against the counter, she flashed a tense (and very obviously forced) smile at the cashier as she asked for a single bacon doughnut. The transaction was speedy, and in a matter of moments the pair had found themselves outside the cushy cafe. Hyorin had been muling over that question -- it wasn't as though she sounded offended, which was a relief, but it was the type of question that couldn't necessarily be avoided. Sniffing at the odd piece of confectionery, she finally piped up, slow and cautiously: "Not shocking, that's not how I would describe it." How would she describe it though? "I guess it's just intriguing? For lack of better words, lets stick to intriguing."
Hunger Games Inspired RP Meme
“You don’t forget the face of the person who was your last hope.”
“Destroying things is much easier than making them.”
"There must be some special girl. Come on, what’s her name?"
“Stupid people are dangerous.”
"So now that you've got me, what are you going to do with me?"
“You’ve got about as much charm as a dead slug.”
“You here to finish me off, Sweetheart?”
“Here's some advice. Stay alive.”
“Because when he sings...even the birds stop to listen.”
“They're already taking my future! They can't have the things that mattered to me in the past!”
“I wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now and live in it forever.”
“You know, you could live a thousand lifetimes and not deserve him.”
“My nightmares are usually about losing you."
"While you live, the revolution lives.”
“At some point, you have to stop running and turn around and face whoever wants you dead.The hard thing is finding the courage to do it.”
“I really can't think about kissing when I've got a rebellion to incite.”
“You love me. Real or not real?"
“You're still trying to protect me. Real or not real."
“I must have loved you a lot.”
“There are much worse games to play.”
“I think....you still have no idea. The effect you can have.”
“They'll either want to kill you, kiss you, or be you.”
"Because I am in pain. That's the only way I get your attention.”
"I'm going to kill you."
"You can't leave me here. Promise me."
"Run all you want. You can't escape."
"I'm trying to HELP you."
"I don't have any reason to trust you."
"I thought you loved me."
"Run. Run now, just go!"
"What's wrong?? I could feel in how much pain you were right now. God I'm shaking"
Pinching the bridge of her nose, wincing with pain with even the slightest movement, Min Hyorin attempted to mop up the mess she had unfortunately created. The crimson liquid which continued to ooze out, staining her white nightshirt. No matter how much she tilted her head backwards her nose just refused to stop. Growing increasingly frustrated at the whole situation, she became tempted to just shove two wads of tissues up her nose -- a seemingly good idea, ut experience proves otherwise.
Instead Hyorin (with a strained smile and face facing the ceiling) approached Gilme, blindly reaching out for her with her free hand. It was true, the other was shaking -- worryingly so -- because of the pain she had inflicted on herself. Of course it was an accident; Gilme knew about her sleepwalking since day one nevertheless the fact that the taller of the two would always suffer because of it made the pit of Hyorin;s stomach churn with an extensive amount of guilt.
"Nothing, the wall just didn't agree with my nose apparently." Using a softer (and more nasally) tone than usual, Hyorin attempted to laugh at her own little joke -- she didn't understand why she even bothered, her devices never worked on Gilme, no matter what -- yet she ended grimacing in pain. Walls and noses really don't mix, and a sleepwalking Hyorin is far clumsier than a concious Hyorin (truth be told, both versions did walk into objects far too often).
Gently, she rubbed Gilme's arm in a reassuring manner, hoping that perhaps she could soothe her soul mate and return to sleep.It was unfortunate, but to no avail her endeavours were wasted. Gingerly removing her fingers as she tilted her head forwards in a slow pace, Hyorin shot a laden glance at the other's own expression -- it was one of utter concern. And in that second Hyorin's heart swelled up with so much guilt, it felt as though it would explode like a supernova.
Arms wrapping around Gilme's slim figure and pulling her into an embrace; It was an automatic response. Murmuring into her light locks, Hyorin repeated a single worded sentence over and over: "I'm sorry."
Soulmates!AU Sentence Meme
"Come ooonn, I’m really hungry! You’re the one supposed to feed me."
"Do you ever think what it’d be like if we had the same marks? If it were you and me?"
"Do you love me? And not because you’re supposed to."
"Do you think I’ll ever find it? The one with a mark on their arm saying they have to be with me?"
"Do you think there’s more than one? More than one soulmate for each one?"
"Do you think sex with a soulmate could ever be better than this? Because I doubt it."
"Get out of work? Just tell them your soulmate needs you."
"God, I love you so much. I know what I said before, but you’re everything I think about, everything I want, I don’t wanna turn my back on this. I don’t care what a piece of paper says or doesn’t. I’d still want this, you, if it didn’t say a thing."
"Hell, no! You get that erased right now! It’s not me!”
"I can’t believe you’re it. From all the people- You can’t be. I hate you."
"I got your letter. I know we never talked before, but you sent your number and… Do you think we can meet? And yes, it’s your name too."
"I know I always say I don’t want to know, I don’t want to get it, the marker, but knowing for sure there’s someone out there for you, no matter what… I can’t say it isn’t tempting.”
"I know you’re horny. I can literally feel it. And it’s not helping me focus at all. So can’t you deal with it?”
"I know neither of us have markers, but I’m pretty sure they’d be glowing right now if we did."
"I know this is not ideal, but I’m willing to try if you are."
"I know you’re scared, I’m fucking scared too, but this says we got each other for life, that’s gotta be worth something, right?"
"I thought I’d never find you. Are you scared?"
"I’m scared as hell. But I still want to go through with it, I want to be able to prove it to anyone, let’s do this, let’s get the markers."
"If I knew sex could be this amazing, I would have searched the name a long time ago."
"If someone had warned me I would end up here… I would still have chosen you. I’ll always choose you."
"It’s me…? Hell, it’s me. It really is me. You’re ruined."
"Look at it! Don’t turn away. Can you see it? It’s a perfect match. I’m sorry if it sucks that it’s me. But it’s true. You can’t run from this."
"No! No, it can’t be! That’s not-, no that’s not it… [Name] I can’t be your name… It’s not possible because… You’re not mine."
"Our chests might not glow, but I would do anything for you, I’d go anywhere, I love you, and if that’s not soulmate material, than I don’t want to find my soulmate."
"Okay, name one time pretending to be soulmates got us in trouble.”
"Please don’t ask me to leave. I want you so much it hurts. I never thought it could feel like this."
"Promise me, promise me you’ll give us a chance before you go and get your mark done. Promise me."
"So what? Just because a thing on my wrist glows I’m suddenly supposed to rebuild my whole life around you? Please. You’re fucking insane. This is fucking insane. Get the hell out."
"This is just too hard. This soulmate thing. I know they say I’m your only chance. But I can’t do this. I’m sorry. You’re gonna have to find another way. I can’t be your soulmate."
"We have to talk… I’ve met him/her. I’ve met the one. I can’t do this, I can’t marry you tomorrow."
"We’re done. Mark or not mark. We’re done here. Don’t call me."
"What if it never happens to me? Do you ever get scared about it?"
"What’s wrong?? I could feel in how much pain you were just now. God, I’m still shaking."
"Why don’t you ever let me see it? If you have the name already, why can’t you tell me whose is it? I thought we were best friends."
"Yes, I’m still scared! What if this is just a mistake? What if it passes someday and you don’t love me for me? What will be left then?"
"Yes, we’re soulmates! I get it, now shut up and fuck me, because I’m pretty sure it’s one of your duties."
"You know, for someone who’s supposed to be my soulmate, you really need a new wardrobe. Or a new whole taste.”
"You know sometimes, some people, they don’t ever find a match, right? Do you still want to know?"
"You’re it okay?? I don’t know how, I don’t know why, all I know is that you’re the only one that will do, it hurts like goddamn hell, and I don’t-I just need you to let me in, please.”
"You’re my soulmate, I don’t need something telling me that."
"(Name)? We need to talk… There’s something I have to tell you. Or show you, I guess. Please don’t be mad. I would have never- I’m sorry. But it’s your name. It’s you."
Kiko laughed at Hyorin. Not in a mean way but in a sense of how out of her element she was. She could tell that Hyorin was more of those people who were collected and organized and doing things on the fly was not her expertise. It was fine. It was something Kiko was used to and wouldn’t let her fall under the pressure of donuts. “Uhh I’m gonna get a dozen. I am bringing some back to my daughter later on. I promised her.” She informed the other. “You wanna order first since you’re not getting as many as I am? But quickly. People get antsy when others take up time at the counter for no reason.”
Was her facial expression discernible enough to depict her astonishment? If not, the tone of shock which echoed in her words was sure to. "You have a daughter?" Making a concious attempt to relax the muscles in her face, she wondered about the situation. Kiko didn't exactly give off a 'motherly' aura -- maybe it was because of the fact that she looked at a similar age to Hyorin and Hyorin herself was the furthest thing from being a mother; or maybe it was the fact that Kiko was without her daughter t the moment and she could not imagine her otherwise (eventhough she was a writer her imagination was limited when it came to real life people.) "Is it okay to order after? I don't like being first.."