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[ text to: littel pupie ] im going to the bar tonight but dont worry ill be back in time [ text to: littel pupie ] its because of kais birtday [ text to: littel pupie ] remember i love you lots!!!!!

[text to: sehunah<3] what bar?? who is this kai?? WHICH KAI.

[text to: sehunah<3] but...please stay safe...

#saintshixun #answered

'I'm not overreacting!' He instantly retorts, voice raising as he speaks. Alright, so maybe he was getting a little bit too defensive, but /honestly/, it was just out of curiosity! 'Besides, can't I be curious about it? You were gone for at least three hours. Nobody drinks coffee for more than an hour,' Sehun insists, narrowing his eyes as he continues to stare at the other.

"You're doing it right now," he answers back, sighing and closing his book. It doesn't seem like the younger one is about to drop it any moment now, his reading time disturbed by petty concerns. "You don't even drink coffee so what would you know?"

Lu Han sighed softly and shook his head. "I just told you we just drank coffee and talked. What else should I tell you? It's not like I kissed her or took her home with me. You're being silly."

#saintshixun #answered

pandreos

#hero

[ yeonsng ]

It's rather late when Lu Han finally finds time off to go deep into downtown, making his way in between neighborhoods and stores. He's been chickening out everyday for the past few weeks about this, but today is finally the day he's going to get his tattoo. He knows what he wants, and he knows where he's going to get it, a young tattoo artist recommended to him by one of the younger teachers at work.

He just hopes she's working at these hours.

Lu Han enters the tattoo with a bit of a shy gaze, looking around. "Hello?"

#thread #yeonsng

[ ostracistic ]

Golden eyes stared ahead, idly watching the rush of people down the sidewalk. Lu hated waiting. It irked him. In all his thousands of years of living in Earth, waiting never became a thing he developed patience for. Waiting was a loss of time, and even if he had more time than he could ask for, it still annoyed him. He was a demon king. Not some date that was stood up.

It takes a few more minutes before someone else joins him at his table at the high end restaurant, but Lu still doesn't tear his gaze away from the window.

"Have you never been taught to always be on time, boy?"

#thread #ostracistic

“I’m not jealous, I’m curious. About the things you were doing. With her. Without me.”

Raising an eyebrow, his head tilted from where he sat on the couch as his fiancee confronted him. This was ridiculous. Despite constantly telling him that nothing had happened, he still insists? Lu Han was growing frustrated.

"Nothing happened," he says with frown, giving a soft sigh as he returned his gaze to his book. "You're overreacting. We just ran into each other and decided to go together for coffee since you hadn't come out."

#hero #saintshixun #answered

“That’s not the phrasing you want to use.”

Lu Han looked at her with a raised eyebrow, a smile curling across his lips dangerously. It was fun to play around with the girl's mind, know what words make her tick.

"Oh? Was there something wrong in what I said?" He began, head tilting with feigned innocence. "I was just saying the truth. He does seem to enjoy her company with a kind of fascination I haven't seen before."

#krysuki #answered

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STRANGE SENTENCE STARTERS —— for the creative writer in you. Send these in and see what your partner comes up with as a scenario!

*These are completely interchangeable, they’re just in categories to make it easier for all of y’all.

FOR AMIGOS;

“How many times are you going to do that, exactly?”

“You were right. As per usual.”

“Sometimes it’s hard to see the lines you’ve drawn until you’ve crossed them.”

“You’re surprised because you have a soft spot for hot blondes.”

“Is that – that’s a naked Scarlett Johansson on your fridge.”

“You can stay, but for no more than two nights.”

“Please don’t look in this drawer. Please.”

“I told you not to pick him up, he’s very sensitive.”

“Yes. I might have given you rabies. But in my defense, that’s ridiculous and I didn’t.”

“I’m sorry, my cell phone data coverage does not cover the bullshit zone you’re in.”

“Hey! Give me your pants. Quick, give me your pants.”

“No, I’m serious. Stop it right now or I won’t give you the last cookie.”

“You think I’m kidding. But I’ve never been more serious about anything in my entire life.”

“How much would a stripper cost and why so much?”

“I’m going to buy you a drink. Next week. On Thursday. When I get paid. Can you swing this one?”

“Hippos are hungry, hungry! And you are considerably larger than a small piece of lettuce!”

“When I was little, I used to be afraid of mummies. And now look at me. I love dead people!”

“I don’t even miss my ex-boyfriends/girlfriends, I just miss my glockenspiel.”

“It happens to everyone, you just sell your skirt for some coke.”

“Please do not pull your pants down in front of baby Jesus.”

“That’s not the phrasing you want to use.”

“Because nothing says heterosexuality like a gold sash.”

“Please don’t take it out on my boobs.”

“When it gets really windy I look like a bizarre combination of Marilyn Monroe and Cousin It.”

“We have to change our names and run away to Mexico. It’s the only way. Adios.”

“How much money do you have on you?”

“Please tell me that’s a raisin and not a tiny hamster shit you’re eating.”

“Life is a lot better when you put things on your head.”

“For someone who’s not very deep, I’m incredibly not shallow.”

FOR LOVERS;

“I need you to remind me what it feels like to love you.”

“I love you. What? No I don’t. Forget I said anything.”

“I need you to tickle my feet but like, sexually.”

“If we got married, would I have to take your last name? Or could we just make up a new one?”

“I don’t think I can do this anymore.”

“I heard you say his/her name in your sleep last night. Want to explain or should I just leave?”

“I want to spend the night with you tonight. But I also want to sleep on your side. And without you on the bed. So technically I just want your bed.”

“Please don’t be proposing to me in an empty parking lot.”

“Stop saying you’re sorry, you stupid fucking broken record. It’s done.”

“I’m not jealous, I’m curious. About the things you were doing. With him/her. Without me.”

“Your mother’s looks could kill. Actually, are you sure they haven’t before?”

“If you’re breaking up with me tonight, can I at least eat first?”

“Stop sweating. It’s not attractive during sex, and it’s not attractive now.”

“Are you – are you checking me out? In the line for the confessional?”

“We have to go. I might have told your mom I’m pregnant. I don’t know why I said that. I’m not.”

“So what you’re saying it that you’re snorting sugar to get excited for sex.”

“My dog licks better than you do.”

“But through every stupid thing you do and say – and those are a lot, by the way – I love you.”

“I don’t care if you’re growing another head. I’ll talk to both of them. I love you.”

“And I’d take fifty years of not talking to you for just a day of doing so. I promise that’s a compliment.”

“I don’t want to hide this anymore. I’m not some dirty little secret, you American Reject.”

“This is a bit too dramatic for my taste, so can we skip it and have sex instead?”

“I don’t want you to think of me as your personal sex toy.”

“Thanks and all, but that makes me feel like a low-class escort, so.”

“A kiss in exchange for every nice thing you say about me. Deal?”

“Promise me you’re not like him/her. I need to hear it from your mouth. Promise me.”

“Look, I’ve had my heart broken before. I’m not ready to let you in just yet. Anywhere.”

“Don’t leave me here. Anywhere else, okay, but not here.”

“I wish I could say that was the worst sex I ever had, but I’ve had worse.”

“I just blew you. Could you look a little happier about it?”

“I’m attracted to shiny things, so if it looks like I’m staring at your chest, it’s because I am.”

FOR TEXTERS;

[text] This is upsetting my poop.

[text] Hey, are you up? If you’re not, can you wake up? I need some help.

[text] So it involves feces and large birds.

[text] She said that to you? Why?

[text] Please come back. I miss you.

[text] What are you good for if you’re not gonna bring me ice cream?

[text] Can you ignore that last text? It wasn’t meant for you. I’m sorry.

[text] …did you just send me a nude?

[text] FUCK OFF YOU ONE-EYED WHORE.

[text] I don’t know why I said that.

[text] Leave it to you to fuck the simplest of requests up.

[text] Do we have to go to their wedding? He’s only my first cousin.

[text] How much does ‘I love you’ mean to you?

[text] I am not stalking you. But you should do something about your bathroom, it’s gross.

[text] Please. I need this so badly.

[text] I trust you completely.

[text] I’m a genius. You’re a peasant. Everything makes sense again.

[text] Hey, buddy! Got like, five hundred bucks I can borrow? Times ten.

[text] She lost it. She completely lost it. She said her uterus was attacking her bone marrow.

[text] I will not get you donuts.

[text] Please? I love you.

[text] I think I’m gonna go to sleep now, but you keep thinking that.

[text] I can’t say this out loud. They might be listening.

[text] I never meant to hurt you. I didn’t think he’d duck when the ball came at him, I’m sorry.

[text] You’re cute.

[text] I just need you to understand how important you are to me.

[text] Fuck off.

[text] Okay. Guess we’ll leave it at that then.

#( .prompts )

under r e v a m p ! theme under going editing. back from the dead. if you're seeing this and would like a starter, like this post.

#lupost

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⊰ When Two Worlds Collide ⊱ Luhan & Sehun

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As expected, Mr Xi did not leave any room for the young guy to breathe or think about a plan B. Rough hands grabbed hold of his frame, and before he even managed to protest, he’s down to his knees, heart beating loud and fast inside of his chest. This kind of situation is not a new one for him to be in, but what is new is the person behind the gun. The power that the man possesses and the possible lack of heart.

He could pull that trigger and never face the consequences. Oh Sehun, swept from the earth without so much as a flick of a wrist and a gunshot. Nobody would miss him, and Luhan would be told he had left without a goodbye. There was nothing here to lose for the other side of the party, and he was well aware that one wrong word or action could silence him forever.

Yet he is still breathing; still around. He is Oh Sehun, and he does not intend to go down without a fight. This man thinks he can control the world, and Sehun does not doubt that he could even have the queen of England on her knees; but much like Mr Xi, Sehun has got nothing to lose. Nothing but Luhan, and he knows that if there is one weak link in the old man’s strength, it would be Luhan, too. At least they have got that much in common.

When you are used to living alone, used to living without any possession. When you live without anyone to turn to, or without anyone to take care of you when you feel like dying, there’s a certain sense of survival inside of you that makes the fear grow numb. Everyone knows that living in fear is a bad thing, yet people seem to forget that living without fear can be dangerous, too. Those who do not know how to feel fear anymore grow reckless; and those who grow reckless are often a danger to themselves.

Finding Luhan had caused some of that fear to slowly slip back into his system; allowed him to finally be afraid again. It was not always very convenient, but at least it made him a bit more careful.

And still,

it is not enough.

Sehun might be poor and uneducated, but ( although he would never admit to it ), he has a very strong sense of pride, and even that last bit of fear slips to the back of his mind at times. Especially when he feels that he can still stand a chance.

So, when a low voice speaks and reveals to him the truth that he already knows ( Mr Xi is not buying the whole masquerade ), it is a cocky grin that eventually curls around the younger’s lips, his pride conquering his fears. Perhaps the old man might not believe him, but he had been right about one thing: Sehun had successfully deceived a room full of powerful people, and Mr Xi seemed to be impressed.

'Thank you, sir, but to be honest, it wasn't all that hard. If you don't mind me saying; rich people have never been the cleverest.'

His grin melts into a smile of feigned innocence at that, though it is the rough pressing of cold metal against his temple that smacks him back to reality, lips pressing into a thin line. Working for Mr Xi is not exactly the dream job he had always wished for, and neither does he feel very comfortable on the floor. He wants to get out and he wants to go home. There’s still the pride inside of him that tries to push him over the edge, but there’s also the fear and guilt that strikes him when Luhan’s face flashes in front of his eyes, and the sense of loyalty he owes to his own gang. He doesn’t want to betray them; not this time.

There’s a moment of piercing silence, in which Sehun could swear he could hear his heartbeat all the way from his chest, and yet he remains cool. He has to, in order not to lose this battle. ‘Why would you get rid of so many talented people?’ Sehun speaks, eyes locked with those of the elder. ‘Why would you, when they could bring you so much more? Take me away and they’ll find someone new, you’d never get all of their names and you know they’re smarter than any of the people inside of that ballroom. Think about that, Mr Xi. They could bring you so much more than that.’

A new smile graces his features, and his cockiness soon returns in bits and pieces, the words already passing his lips before he can stop them. ‘And you might want to drop that gun, you could severely hurt people with it.’

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"Sehun, I do not think you understand," he man slowly start, making sure his words are clear and able to be heard. "I am in no need for 'talented' people. I am the king of an empire. And what's a mob to a king?"

Lu Han frowns at the bodyguards as they follow him, not knowing why they're acting strange. "I'm just going to go see if my Dad will let me leave. You could have stayed back in the party," he mutters, but receives no reply so he shrugs, walking down the hallways to the room where he knows his father is at.

Upon opening the door, he's already speaking to his father, expecting the man to be alone but there's a body before him, and his eyes widen as he recognizes the man immediately.

"Sehun-- what's going--"

Pain bursts at the back of his head and black takes over, Lu Han's body falling to the floor as he's forced off consciousness by one of the very men that was with them. Mr. Xi smiles at that, kicking Sehun's body to the floor. "Next time, don't tell me what I can do with what I own, son."

"Now that Lu Han's here, surely you're willing to talk more," Mr. Xi continues, sighing as if it actually tired him. "Oh, but I forgot. You're also defending your friends. Talented young men and women, all captured. Surely a pity to be recommended by you to me in a time when they can't even escape."

"Now, will you reconsider my offer, yes or," Mr. Xi raises, walking to Lu Han's body as more men enter the room with limp bodies in their arms, arms and legs tied. The gun raises and presses to the head of one, smiling. "Or yes?"

#para: when two worlds collide #saintshixun

[text to: littel pupie] im almost dead

[text to:sehunah<3] there's a bucket of water in the kitchen

#saintshixun #answered

[text to: littel pupie] if you want to save me come over now

[text to:sehunah<3] nah

#saintshixun #answered

[text to: littel pupie] the house is on fire i will die

[text to:sehunah<3] make sure brownie is safe

#saintshixun #answered

[text to: littel pupie] are there any other guys with you

[text to:sehunah<] what is that to you