immolations.

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[heeguns-deactivated20160921]

Why wouldn’t I be talking to you? You’re no pleb. Your youth is spent? Were you a wild and crazy kid then? Always up to no good? 

I don’t know if painting counts as busy, but sleeping definitely does. Every Tuesday I’m busy. Sleeping hard. 

[nouvecu-blog]

I wasn’t wild and crazy, I’m nothing like my siblings and parents. I’m actually kind of tame? Kind of a shame, though. I think it makes me a little boring. Why don’t we make ourselves busy and go somewhere? I would suggest home, but, uh-- my... Father might get a little weirded out. You know how he is.

[h-eartstations-blog]

[heeguns-deactivated20160921]

No! Not at all! Though I do feel like in probably holding you up. Twenty-five is a busy age from what I can remember. No further questions at this time, your honor.

[nouvecu-blog]

A “busy age”? I work a regular 9-5 job and then I go home, I’m not exactly a busy person. Does sleeping and painting count as busy? I’m-- eh. I guess I’m kind of a loser. I think my youth has pretty much been spent. -it’s a dreary remark, but he softens the delivery with a smile.; Aren’t you the busy one? You’re a celebrity. Why are you talking to me, anyway? I’m a plebeian.

[heeguns-deactivated20160921]

Why save for later what can be done tonight? /playfully winks then clears my throat/ Both of your parents have way above average looks, so you got the double dose. Can I ask how old you are? Just out of curiosity.

[nouvecu-blog]

... Were you just trying to make an innuendo? -he’s blunt. always straight to the point, which is to be expected of someone that carries them selves with such class. though, it’s all in jest. no harm in playing around.; I’m twenty-five. Anything else you’d like to know?

[h-eartstations-blog]

[heeguns-deactivated20160921]

Obsessed is a bit of a reach.. /takes the opportunity to look closer/ Oh, wow. I feel so dumb. I can really see the resemblance! You’re just as good looking.

[nouvecu-blog]

I could show you the contents of my phone, but I’ll save that for another night. Just as good looking, though? That’s-- THAT’S a reach. My mother is beautiful, isn’t she? She always looks like a goddess. I’m okay, I will never compare to her though. Thank you, though. You’re not so bad, yourself.

[heeguns-deactivated20160921]

A brother that’s obsessed with me? … /takes a moment to think about it/ No one’s obsessed with me. … Are you sure you’re thinking of the right person? I do have a friend with a flirty kid but he’s just.. thirsty. 

[nouvecu-blog]

No, he’s really obsessed with you. Seriously. I’m that friend’s son. Really! Get a better look at me. /he steps closer, allowing the male to get an inspection of his face.;

[heeguns-deactivated20160921]

…Am I okay? I’m great. I’m Gary. I’m Greary. Liwei? That’s a pretty name. You look really really familiar, like I’ve seen you somewhere before, but I can’t place where. 

[nouvecu-blog]

Actually-- -the man does look quite familiar! after giving him a close look, Liwei finally remembers where he’s seen this man. trying to hide his bright smile, he coughs into his palm.; Oh, right. Right. You visit my house! I have that one brother, the one obsessed with you. You’re friends with one of my parents.

[heeguns-deactivated20160921]

@nouvecu

Please don’t take it the wrong way! …Is there a right way to take it? I don’t know. They have multiple uses. … You can use them to protect your banana. On your way to work. Or something. … … I’m going to stop talking now.

[nouvecu-blog]

Wait, I don’t understand-- I don’t understand what you’re talking about? /he finds the awkward stammering amusing.; Are you okay? Do you wanna tell me your name, instead? I’m Liwei.

[nouvecu-blog]

I'm passing out free condoms with my face on the package, would you like one? Take one anyway. Never know when you're gonna need it for a water balloon fight.

“I-- wait. What? Are you saying you have condoms with your face printed on the packaging like... Your actual face? Well. Nice to meet you, too.”

[h-eartstations-blog]

[nouvecu-blog]

Kiwi, Apple, lemon

kiwi:how do you act when you first meet people?

I’m painfully timid. Even if I seem socially adjusted, I still have those inner troubles of being self conscious about everything. Unfortunately, it just never goes away? It’s just in my nature to be shy and a little standoffish, but I guess I can carry a good conversation if I’m able to look past myself. When I first meet people, I’m kind of awkward and I might ask strange questions. I usually end up assessing their personality that way.

apple:are you good at/do you like school?

I’ve always been an excellent student. From kindergarten, up ‘til I graduated college. Straight A’s my entire life and never really faltered on my academics, I even had time to take up a lot of hobbies on the side. I was always the nerd! Like, the intense nerd. Miss one answer on a test and have a meltdown kind of nerd. At least I got through school without driving myself nuts. I can give myself that.

lemon:how do you react if someone hurts you?

It really depends on how I’m hurt, but my usual reaction is to be withdrawn. I might lash out, I might become irritable and quiet, I might forget about it. Totally a situational thing.

[nouvecu-blog]

craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanberry

cranberry:do you have a close family?

Sorry for getting to this late, munchkin. I’m sure you understand.

My family is incredibly close! I have super liberal parents and they’ve really gone above and beyond just so they could give me a chance in the world. I’m not a singing, dancing, multifaceted business savvy person like my mother. I’m also not a creative, cool fashion visionary like my father. But, they did support me in all of my schooling. I spent forever in school and not once did they give up on me. As for the rest of my family, they’re just as brilliant. I come from a brilliant bloodline full of love and genius. I guess I’m lucky? I’m a total mama’s boy, too. My father... Ah, he’s wild. He’s always so clingy, but it’s cute. Love ‘em.

[heyjunhwe-blog]

📱

Send 📱 for a late night text from my muse.

[SMS; didi hyung] I’m so hungry right now I feel like my stomach is turning inside out and I’m cold, bring me food and an electric blanket please ily ♥♥

[SMS; didi hyung] also bring me one of those magazines

[SMS; didi hyung] you know the ones

[SMS; didi hyung] ;)

[fuglypudding]

I want to sleep through life and only wake up for the good parts like dinner

[tozionneels-blog]

“Perfect. Maybe now I’ll invite you to one of my matches- You’ll get a kick out of that.” Then he smiled, a genuine smile, but the sudden throb in his right cheek made him wince, only slightly, yet he tried to hide it as much as an experienced boxer could. He was used to all the pain by now. Bless the other man for being a sufficient distraction though, because as soon as he started going in, DJ forgot why he was even touching the bruise. “Remind me never to introduce you to my grandparents. They’re too sensitive to be harassed by the likes of you.”

Maybe I should start dressing up. It made him subconsciously look down at his brown leather jacket and plain t-shirt. Did Liwei prefer guys with more style? With more than five minutes to their morning routine? “Always the show stopper.” He directed at the other before heading to the door, “I look like the body guard now.”

[nouvecu-blog]

“Fortunately, my heart won’t be too weak when watching a match. I’m not a complete chicken, I do watch my fair share of combat sports. You’ll just have to deal with me doing the absolute most in the audience, cheering louder than everyone else.” He did like the idea of attending a match, supporting his friend even if it meant him watching the man get struck. When he’s teased about meeting the grandparents, Liwei scoffed, giving a playful smile. “Oh, yeah. Your grandparents shouldn’t meet a guy like me, I’m dangerous. I’m a total villain. I’m really scary, did you know that?”

Out of habit, Liwei had to double check everything in his possession. More like triple check. Wallet, phone, medication; he was then ready to go. Following behind DJ, he couldn’t help but to laugh at his remarks. “Show stopper? You certainly can’t be talking about me, I’m no show stopper. I don’t mind you being a body guard, though. If someone hassles me, please punch ‘em out.”

[nouvecu-blog]

bluuuuuuuuuuuueberry

blueberry: what’s your favorite childhood memory?

“My parents were incredibly supportive in my artistic endeavors when I was a kid, even though they were pretty business savvy (but, to be fair, they’re also pretty artsy). I remember when they bought me my very first set of Prismacolor colored pencils, I was I was about five years old? Mama told me to take good care of them and I did! Was I too young for Prismacolor? Probably. They sure are nice, though. Anyway, that’s my favorite childhood memory. Skipped right over the Crayola and got down to business.”