[morriva-blog]

BASICS - I am male | I am female | I am neither male or female | I am under the age of 18 | I am 18 or older | I am straight | I am gay or lesbian | I am bisexual or pansexual | I am trans

FRIENDSHIP - I have two or more friends | I have one friend | I have no friends | I have/had a best friend | I am close with my friend(s) | I spend a lot of time with friends | I have a crush on a friend | I hate a friend | I wish I had fewer friends | I wish I had more friends

RELATIONSHIPS  - I am single | I am not available | I am in a relationship | I am married | I am a virgin | I often date | I prefer to date extroverted people | I prefer to date people who are like me | I prefer to date people who are unlike me | I take relationships very seriously | I have high standards | I date people who are overweight | I date people who are skinny

NEGATIVITY - I have/had depression | I have cried myself to sleep | I have/had anxiety | I am often lonely | I keep a lot of emotions inside | I am scared of talking to people I want to talk more to | I have an eating disorder | I have low self-esteem | I often feel I embarrass myself | I have been abused | I feel people consider me dumb or don’t take me seriously | I am quickly jealous | I feel people want me to be someone/something I’m not | I have been sexually assaulted | I have experienced discrimination/racism

POSITIVITY - I have become a better person | I have gotten out of a bad period of time | I am confident | I am looking forward to something | I have enjoyed myself over the past week | I have met a famous person | I consider myself a kindhearted person | I am currently feeling relaxed and comfortable | I appreciate the little things in life | I have nobody in my life whom I hate | I have achieved something large this year | I am part of a religion that brings me peace | I have lost a lot of weight | I have a movie/game/song which cheers me up

I - get scared from watching horror movies | play a sport | read a lot of books | have allergies | feel shy around the opposite gender | am a feminist | believe in love at first sight | own an instrument | can draw | am listening to music right now | value romance and friendship equally | have sneaked out of the house | am outgoing | respect people’s comfort zones and personal space | want to write a book | can ride a horse | am asexual | | like the colors pink and yellow | own an Xbox | shop at least once a week | have a drivers license | drink alcoholic beverages sometimes | would like a friend of the opposite gender | get scared by unsettling imagery and screamers | eat fast food at least once a week

LIKES & DISLIKES - I like parties | I dislike parties | I like perfume | I dislike perfume | I like “so bad it’s good” movies | I dislike “so bad it’s good” movies | I like playing video games | I dislike playing video games | I dislike chocolate | I like having a busy schedule | I dislike having a busy schedule | I like laughing at my own jokes | I dislike laughing at my own jokes | I like compliments | I dislike compliments | I like heavy metal music | I dislike heavy metal music | I like snow | I dislike snow | I like taking walks with someone | I dislike taking walks with someone | I like people who aren’t very talkative | I dislike people who aren’t very talkative

[aziastreet]

[lilivms]

          ✿ The embarrassment wavers over her features, hands sinking into the surface of her face when he starts laughing at her because she’s oblivious most of the time. sometimes, she could have the hardest time figuring out when another person is completely serious or joking around with her. her initial reaction is to go with the flow, trying to piece the puzzle together without bursting into a comment. “Yah, that’s not funny. Aish you little punk, I oughta teach you a lesson.” words spilling out of naeun’s lip, a fist raised into the air to show how serious this issue was if he continued to tease her about this. actually, she wouldn’t place a hand on him but it was a nice attempt to look stern to the younger’s eyes. he must be having a good laugh at this point.

Naeun isn’t too surprised by the information that passes his lips, about intimacy and well creating friction between bare bodies. he must be exhausted to live in such circumstances where he needed to fulfill someone’s fantasies and needs to receive good pay at the end of it. it wasn’t worth it, she doesn’t find it a healthy lifestyle and as much as she wanted to take the younger male under her own wing; she can’t. not when she’s keeping a proper distance between herself and everyone else who’s been in her life. it’s a risk to have people too attached to her. “You might have tons of experience but I can assure you, I have no interest in knowing what you can do.” like how he is around her, he probably doesn’t care much of what she was capable of as a person or a female. 

Her lips were wrapped around the surface of the cup, the warmth of the liquid trickles down her throat. she hums happily at the taste and silently, she turns her eyes over to his direction. he killed someone. now he’s really trying to play with her emotions to see how she’ll react. “Right and I’m a murderer myself.” she sounds sarcastic, he would never see it coming but killing people was an occupation of hers. her shoulders were lifted, remaining nonchalant about the comment hae sook escapes out of his mind. she doesn’t label him as a liar, she doesn’t know how to really react to it. “You probably meant you killed someone - with your pretty looks, huh?”

[morriva-blog]

[S]he doesn’t understand. Hae Sook concludes, hues of azure veering away last second. Lack of emotion becomes present upon young visage, blink granted, and weight pressed further into cabinet. He could tell her the truth. Start by saying he doesn’t recall how he got blood on his hands, his clothes that’d been tossed in trash, nor how he came to be standing over a motionless body. Or how his feet even dragged him to her door. He could tell her, yet, instead Hae Sook keeps his mouth shut. “You’re right -” Hae Sook finally speaks, chin tilting upward and gaze brought to Naeun’s visage once more. “It was my devilish good looks. They struck again, oh. Maybe I should start wearing a paper bag over my face.” chuckle passes, forced, but a chuckle nonetheless.

It was better to go on pretending. It seemed his family or whatever you’d call them, had a habit of doing so. An as much as Hae Sook would like to separate himself from his blood relatives it seemed he’d only fall into the same patterns as them. His father had done nothing but pretend his son wasn’t actually his son for sixteen years and counting. Even when a positive blood test had returned. Hae Sook was just the same, wasn’t he? Ignoring that such a cruel man could be his father. That his half siblings where sharing blood with him as well. Even if his younger half brother had done nothing to earn his ill nature, Hae Sook could never show sympathy for the boy. Couldn’t fraternize with the enemy.

Forcing himself upon feet, cool tile meeting bare soles sends shiver along spine. Shifting closer to where Naeun stands, Hae Sook weasels himself closer until he can manage to wrap appendage over slender shoulders. Short. Hae Sook deems Naeun short. Then again, he was rather tall for his age. Shifting all the more closer, Hae Sook brings no ill intentions with such an embrace. It’d been a while since he’d actually hugged someone, actually felt like being close enough to feel another’s body heat mingling with his own. “Don’t move. Just for ten seconds.” Comfort. It comes in odd ways. Be it with a hug, a kiss, or maybe a swing of liquor. All seemed to elicit some type of warmth.   Azure hues stare at clock for a passing moment. Counting each seconds by a hand ticking away.

Ten seconds ends and he let’s go as promised. Soft smile plastering itself upon tiers as if he was ready to make some big confession of his true feelings – “Nae, you’re not as flat chested as I thought.” Boundaries. Does Hae Sook even know they exist? Already he’s testing his limitations, hands going outward to allow digits to poke at sides of breast. He means nothing by it. Truly. His own childish curiosity getting the best of him at the oddest of times. “Push-up? Implants? Did you get some of those breast fillings –” crude hand motions are made near feminine visage, “Tell me your secret.”

[strikwoo]

To be the best, you had to work to be the best. Hyunwoo knew that all too well and even though he played on two teams plus other workshops outside of them, they weren’t enough for the soccer captain. He needed more which was the exact reason as to why he brought a bag of balls to the soccer field during the afternoon. He set up cones in a zigzag pattern and took out a ball from his bag, dropping it down onto the grass. He passed it from his left foot to the right before staring to weave through the drill he had created.

How the other managed to let Hyunwoo take him along, the teenager could not exactly figure out. He was more than a burden and now, throwing balls at him? He needed to work and this guy was just causing problems. He took a pause and whipped around, “–What do you want?!” He snapped.

[morriva-blog]

[P]ractice makes perfect. Hae Sook knows this. Day in and Day out he’d picked up his guitar, Maya as he called it, and played until blisters formed along digits. It was painful, yet it was worth it. In a way, Hae Sook could admire Hyunwoo for practicing so diligently. He’s a tad envious as well. The other male seemed to have a goal,  purpose in life, and a desire to fulfill said goal. All Hae Sook had was a dream and his music. Maybe they weren’t so different, aside from very obvious differences. When latter snaps back at him, Hae Sook feigns an expression of disappointment. Lower tier brought outward and brow giving faint furrow, “You didn’t answer my question.”

Tossed ball has rolled back. Incline of ground causing it to meet sole of his shoe, pressure added keeping it pinned for time being. “Is it fun?” Hae Sook repeats with same amount of vagueness he retained last time. With expression dulling out, Hae Sook kicks ball away, azure hues fixing on male, waiting for an answer, 

“Playing like this, going to school like normal, Do you find it, fun?”

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“I never told anyone before, but, -- whenever, I got sad or upset in my youth, I’d take out an old guitar I’d found on the streets while walking home and play it. Each chord, played one by one, taking away my worries. I snapped a few strings on it once or twice. It wasn’t until I turned fifteen was I able to purchase my own. I may have not earned the money rightfully, yet, this guitar was mine and mine alone. It was the one thing in this world no one could take from me along with my pride.”

[onlyulzzangs]

[anvmone]

           Damiane was already sure of the fact that she wanted to introduce her palm to the cheek of the male, but being too afraid of doing so as she did not want to gather much attention. She had the tendency of hating people looking down on her the way he was going right at this moment, scoffing out loud to not seem as offended.

❛You sure do have some balls. Acting like this to someone who is older than you. Where are your manners, kid?❜

         Her slender fingers ruffled in her dark locks, shoulders lifting into a small shrug. Was he trying to offend her even more by this. He was the inecxperienced one after all. She had done something for him and now she was in need of help and he could not even think of doing the same back.

❛At least I could stuck out my fingers from my ass and do what you asked for. I could go right now and drag you down into the shit if I wanted to but I am for once nice.❜

❛Acting all high and mighty despite dropping out of school? You sure do seem to have a bright future ahead. I would not be as proud if I did not even have any kind of education to fall back upon.❜

[morriva-blog]

[B]link is granted. Nonchalance a familiar friend of Hae Sook. Manners, she says, had Hae Sook ever possessed such a thing? He thinks, if briefly, back to a time he’d been a bright eyed child holding kindness in his heart more than anything else. It’d changed quickly, seconds after he’d walked into that household.  Flickering gaze back to woman, Hae Sook simply shrugs,

“I don’t need them and you don’t deserve my respect. Why should I hand out my kindness to every passing face I see. Earn it, just like every other sorry ass in this world.

It occurs to Hae Sook that he hadn’t bothered to inquire whatever favor it was she’d been asking. Then again, the way he’d been approached wasn’t exactly eliciting desire for him to find out either. Hae Sook belonged to no one but himself. Even if his body could be purchased for a night it meant nothing more than earning a paycheck to him. Taking out cigarette package, Hae Sook retrieves a single stick of nicotine, placing it betwixt eagerly parting tiers,

“Whose the one acting all high and mighty now. Do you think having an education makes one better than the next? I know plenty of people who hold more knowledge than a university graduate ever will. I don’t need school to give me a purpose. I only need music.”  he lights cigarette, inhaling smoke,

“Fuck’n hypocrite.” He exhales, smoke filling air, “Just tell me  what you want so you’ll stop bitch’n at me.”

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cookies and cream froyo & orange ice cream.

   [ wildxdagga​ ] &inquire 

cookies and cream froyo: 3 things you can do to make me automatically like you

“Pay me, buy me a drink, buy me food.” Hae Sook names first things that come to mind, either one could get make him act a tad kindly too one. At least until they pissed himoff again. 

orange ice cream: something I’ve always wanted to tell you

“One time your zipper was undone after you’d taken a piss and I didn’t tell you. You had some cute panties on, if that counts.”

[lilivms]

           ✿ If there’s one thing that hasn’t changed about naeun it’d be the way she welcomes anyone with open arms. she met this younger male based off of one night and from there, she decided to be more comforting whenever he’s enveloped into her presence. she gives him access to things he might want to use for another day, she doesn’t mind. when supplies can be bought after the end of the week when she’s doing grocery shopping. he must be tired, she did find him unexpectedly like she did the first time prior.

When she brews tea, she does it the more difficult way. there’s no tea bag dipped into it. herbs were warmed into the tea spot, tucked into a safety container that was inside. the aroma is a hint of floral to fruity, nothing too strong but it’s enjoyable to inhale when she takes a deep breath. the shade of a deep green dips into the cups that she laid across the counter top. one after another while she hears the faint sound of footsteps. hearing senses were much stronger by now and there’s not a lot of noises lingering in the atmosphere to begin with.

“Ah, there you are. Hi there.” She coos out, scooting up a cup of tea towards his direction as an offering for him. naeun could have asked if he enjoyed tea but she didn’t have the time to especially when the young male hopped into the shower by now. “Ye - WHAT? Oh, god no. How old are you anyways again? Aren’t you too young for me?” words, questions, anything stumbles out of her mouth with eyes widening in mere surprise. she wasn’t interested in physical contact with him or was this any way of trying to gain any intimate to romantic relation with this young male either.

[morriva-blog]

[H]e’s trying hard to keep a straight face. Stiffening back a bout of laughter, however, proves even harder then he’d originally thought. She can’t think he’s serious, right? Hae Sook last barely thirty seconds before laughter explodes. Azure orbs watering from sheer force. Hae Sook hasn’t laughed this hard, this genuine in so long. It seems almost too foreign. “I’m not serious. Don’t tell me, you thought I was?” No way. He’d never lay a hand on this woman, at least not for that price. “I don’t want to fuck you, don’t worry. No-ooo-na~” a pause is granted, enough time given to allow a more stoic expression to reside upon visage, “I like you too much. Not in a sexual way. Even if you paid me, I probably wouldn’t sleep with you. I’m sure, we could find other things to do under the covers at night.”

Legs kick back and forth a few times before Hae Sook finally decides to hop off counter. If he was being honest, which let’s face it is rare, he’d admit he wasn’t in the least bit filled with sexual desire. At least not any more than the average teen. He never acted upon it. Always ‘saving’ such energy for times he could get paid rather to satisfy his own needs. Money made the world go round after all. Shuffling closer to where Naeun resides, Hae Sook leans in closely. “Age is just a number, isn’t it? Don’t judge someone based off their age. Believe me, I have tons of experience.” voice lowers a fraction, smile that’d been present fading. Hae Sook made point not to delve too much into his own age. Always hitting roadblocks when he mentioned he was born in 98 rather 94 like he often stated. No one really took a sixteen year seriously.

Grasping for previously offered cup, Hae Sook picks it up. Bringing glass to lower tier and inhaling a sweet aroma. He doesn’t really like tea, but, he feels obligated to drink what Naeun has prepared him. Taking a few soft sips, Hae Sook sinks to floor, back pressing against island counter. “I think I killed someone.” he states, taking another sip and gaze veering downward.  Would she believe him? scorn him? Or perhaps go into denial about his words. Hae Sook grows curious, gaze trailing upward to see what expression Naeun may have made.

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jasmine tea. bubble tea.

   [ sodeling​ ]&inquire

jasmine tea: an unpopular opinion that I have

“I think, all my opinions are unpopular.” Hae Sook snorts, “I guess, one would be, that all parents love their children deep down inside. It’s a lie. Some parents aren’t parents. Some parents should never be parents and some children should never be born.  ”

bubble tea: fashion pet peeve

“Look, I don’t care what other people wear or what’s in fashion and what’s not. Just don’t wear overly tight clothes looking like some bondage porn gone wrong trying to look ‘cute’. It’s not att-ractive. Find something that fits your shape, otherwise you att-ract the wrong attention. I mean, unless you like others ogling you like some piece of meat. It’s human nature to lust after all.”

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oolong tea

[ dolvmite​ ] &inquire

oolong tea: my first love 

“I’ve never been in love before. At least, I don’t think I have.” Hae Sook probably wouldn’t even understand what love was, even if it hit him like a brick to visage, “I thought this one girl in my class, before I dropped out, was seriously hot once. I forget her name, but she had a nice ass, I saw it once when I walked in on her changing. I probably should have checked her out more but I got a shoe to my face and a busted nose two minutes into staring. I don’t think that counts.”

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fill out with muse info.

[morriva-blog]

name : Oh Hae Sook alias ( nicknames ) : n/a gender : Male age: 16 19 date of birth :  November, 1st spoken languages : Korean; English ( British ); Japanese   romantic preference : no need for romance, so no preference  sexual preference : depends on who is paying occupation : radio station intern; escort ( on the side ) criminal record: ---- disorders :  anxiety ( mild ) eye colour : blue hair colour :  changes frequently  height : 185cm scars: one underneath left eye lid, it’s small. Received via glass hitting wall near head. burns : single burn along wrist, happened in youth with a tea pot. overweight : No underweight : Slightly song : n/a food :Preferably something w/ a lot of vegetables.  had sex :  Yes had sex in public : Yes gotten pregnant : impossible kissed a boy : Yes kissed a girl :  Yes gotten tattoos : Just one.  gotten piercings : Various smoked / drank / done drugs :  Yes / Yes / Yes had a broken heart : Also, impossible been in love : Never needed surgery : No stayed up for more than 24 hours :  Yes. Currently.  a virgin : No a cuddler : Not in my job. a kisser : Can be. scared easily : No jealous easily : Nope. trustworthy :  Depends on who you are, even then, probably not.  single : Eh. considered mean : By a few others. harmed themselves : Haven’t we all. thought of suicide : Never, at least not my own. attempted suicide : Nope fears : n/a siblings : two, half brothers. parents :  Just my mother. My father isn’t a father.  children : Never pet(s) : I want a cat, if that counts. 

[morriva-blog]

these are the cutest omg please

redbean ice cream: ideal partner

greenbean Popsicle: smth im jealous of

mochi ice cream: what i look for in a friend

banana popsicles: 1 memory i have of you

mango ice cream: a tumblr ship

strawberri froyo: top 3 insecurites

mint choco froyo: 3 things im proud of

cookies and cream froyo: 3 things you can do to make me automatically like you

vanilla: how i found your blog

orange ice cream: something ive always wanted to tell you

green tea ice cream: a blog that reminds me of yours

jasmine tea: an unpopular opinion that i have

orange tea: a secret that i've kept

oolong tea: my first love

strawberry tea: favourite outfit

milk tea: current fashion obsession

bubble tea: fashion pet peeve

strawberry iced tea: your best feature

[justanotherrpmeme]

bold which habits your muse has

[j844-blog]

justanotherrpmeme:

nail biting | throat clearing | lying | interrupting | chewing the ends of pens | smoking | swearing | knuckle cracking | thumb sucking | muttering under their breath | talking to themselves | nose picking | binge drinking | oversleeping | snacking between meals | skipping meals | picking at skin | impulse buying | talking with their mouth full | humming/singing to themselves | chewing gum | leg jiggling | foot tapping | hair twirling | whistling | eye rolling | licking lips | sniffing | squinting | rubbing hands together | jaw clenching | gesturing while talking | putting feet up on tables | tucking hair behind ears | chewing lips | crossing arms over chest | putting hands on hips | rubbing the back or their neck | being late | procrastinating | doodling | shredding paper | peeling off bottle labels | forgetfulness | running hands through hair | overreacting | teeth grinding | nostril flaring | slouching | pacing | drumming fingers | fist clenching | pinching bridge of nose | rubbing temples | rolling shoulders

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[ strikwoo​ ] 

[D]igits drum to an unheard rhythm along ball. It’s not true usage of ball, obviously, but Hae Sook always had habit of hearing random tunes in his head. Always during random times. Maybe he should write it down somewhere. Thought drift away for a moment and Hae Sook almost forgets he’s sitting in middle of an open field. Gaze that’d once been trained upon back of male now drifted toward sky. It wasn’t as if he was staring in admiration, more so in disdain. Envy. Is that what this feeling was? Tune escapes him with sound of shouts coming from opposite end of field. Children running around freely, parents tossing a frisbee. Annoying. 

“Is it fun?” Words flow outward, inquiry given to male who seems more focused on what he was dong rather Hae Sook. His head has turned, gaze now watching happy family playing. He doesn’t understand. Never will. What he did understand, however, not all parents loved their children. Not all parents wanted their children to smile. To be happy. “Hyuniiiiie--woo, why aren’t you paying attention to me.” feign whine escapes throat, ball held within grasp tossed toward male’s back, hitting square between shoulder blades.  Another annoying thing. 

“I’m going home. You’re so boring.”

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[ s-eclvsions​ ] 

[C]rimson circles down drain. A disgusting orange tone given as water dilutes it’s irregular tone. It wasn’t his. Not a single cut marred flesh. No source for crimson to flow.  Such knowledge  should relieve him, knowing he wasn’t hurt was a good thing, wasn’t it? Instead, Hae Sook finds it hard to keep down bile. Vomiting for a fourth time. Thankfully, he was able to shower. Slight guilt comes in knowing this wasn’t his shower, much less his dank apartment. This place was much more welcoming, warm, and holding a more endearing feeling, how a home should be.  Hae Sook feels slightly envious.

Once he’s finished he finds clothing placed out for him. Not really worried about anything fitting properly, was there anything he couldn’t fit in? Hae Sook is quick to change, normally not one to care if others saw naked flesh, yet deciding to have a bit of decency while in home of another. Especially one that was offering him helpful aid. Tossing towel overhead, Hae Sook heads out of steaming bathroom, feet padding against hardwood floor to lead him toward kitchen. At least he assumes.  Spotting a familiar visage he quickens his pace, shuffling over to where woman seemed to be preparing something warm to drink. Steam exuded from cup giving that away.

Easily, Hae Sook hops upon counter-top, gaze trailing over feminine  frame briefly before he manages to lean back against cabinet.  Cocking head to one side, faint smile manages to press against tiers, words flowing out in a tone that held a lightness to it. Polar opposite to what he was feeling inside. 

“Is that for me? Are you trying to bribe me, first a shower, now this. Oh! is this your way of saying you want to have sex with me? I’m sorry, but I only accept ₩ 750,000 a night. That’s a full packaged deal, but for you..ah, I could cut you some slack. Maybe, ₩ 550,000?”

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[ briavrose​ ] 

[Y]awn escapes parted tiers. Hand coming upward to drown out sound. It’s too late, Hae Sook is certain he’s been heard. Hell. It’s not like he could help it, staying awake for two days straight wasn’t exactly in his plans. Perhaps he shouldn’t have agreed to come with Scarlett on, well, whatever it was she was doing. Hae Sook wasn’t exactly sure what they were doing or waiting for, but anything was better than staying indoors all day. He didn’t have any plans until late night tomorrow, even those seemed to far away. Sleeping was probably his best option, yet doing so brought on less than pleasing memories. 

He doesn’t want them. 

Hae Sook pulls out package of cigarettes, lighter soon following as single stick is made to rest along corner of mouth. After two, three, strikes of lighter and no flame rising, he gives up, dropping lighter from hand. Metal clinks against concrete. Lighter that’d ran out of fluid causing annoyance to filter across features. What use was an empty lighter, even if he liked design. Hae Sook isn’t pleased, more or less annoyed, stick of nicotine unlit and resting betwixt tiers. 

“Do you have a light somewhere in that coat of yours? Also, tell me what we are doing out here. I feel like I’m about to get murdered in some fucked up way. You’re not a serial killer are you? I forgot to ask when I agreed to come with.”