Forgotten Flowers & Pink Flowers (by Nong Vang)
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Forgotten Flowers & Pink Flowers (by Nong Vang)
*scream and faints*
bonus:
Charade (1963) dir. Stanley Donen
*wakes up wife in the middle of the night*
@darkmartyr
The leaves sprout, the flowers blossom and fall. The time of life and death will flow once again.
“ Quite tragic isn’t it? I mean — The news… ”
THE KINDNESS OF STRANGERS.
grocery store.
brown eyes wandered a bit before landing on the man next to him. sichan held and inspected a leek before this sudden interruption of his thoughts. ❛ oh, yes! devastating. ❜ a few seconds passed and worry and curiosity created deep lines on his usually warm and welcoming facial features. ❛ wait – what news are you talking about? ❜
king and lionheart // of monsters and men
@the-darkening-sky
❝ you’re a real life saver, you know that? ❞
old as heck meme
tilting his head to the side, sichan had the look of utter confusion plastered to his facial features. a moment later he burst out laughing while shaking his head. ❛ all i did was saying you should go for extra noodles instead of more veggies..! ❜ with that, sichan continued to eat his own noodles at the 24-hour open street food place on the corner.
Underwater Ballet, Anne Ten Donkelaar
Dutch artist and product designer Anne ten Donkelaar arranges and photographs flowers underwater, thus capturing a “silent image of a spirited dance.”
In this series, titled Underwater Ballet, the artist’s floral “ballerinas” dance and seemingly float around in still waters. They dreamily pose and sway, thoroughly hypnotizing us all. This stunning picture is just a glimpse of ten Donkelaar’s magical reality.
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mythmoor
❛ I JUST TOLD YOU I HAVE NONE, SILLY. ❜ a giggle threatened to spill as she realized he was blushing; oh, he was very new to this, wasn’t he. ❛ do you really want me to wear yours? ❜ getting up from her chair, kitty debated whether or not to turn back into her feline form or not.
a soft and uncomfortable groan escaped through barely parted lips. ❛ yes, please. just stop being naked in my apartment..! ❜ without opening his eyes, the amateur musician pointed in the vague direction of his bedroom. ❛ the closet is in there, find something to wear, please. ❜
when I was younger, I used to think true love was tumultuous and intense. but now, I feel like real love is gentle. passionate in a soft, sweet way. not fireworks and drama, but a love that’s like coming home, the breeze on a still summer day. a balm to the aches of the world.
the kindness of strangers.
something to toy around with for those sweet, sweet first interactions ! neat and awkward ice breakers all around!
public transport
“ Is it okay if i — sit here? ”
“ Excuse me? Could you scoot over?
“ Hey — do you need to sit? You can have my seat”
“ You shouldn’t be forced to stand, I’ll move over for you ”
“ Are you traveling far ?”
“ Where are you heading? ”
“ I love the sound of trains, don’t you? ”
“ Oh, sorry…. My name is _____ ”
“ I have only see the sea from a window… ”
“ I’m fetching a snack, would you like me to bring you anything? ”
“ That baby is really annoying, isn’t it? ”
“ I’ve been here for… two – three hours? A few more to go. ”
“ Nothing beats the bus, trust me. ”
“ Did we — pass — Oh fuck. ”
“ Hey? We are at a stop now — are you getting off? ”
“ Hah… yeah you — fell asleep. ”
coffee house
“ I think we — switched orders ”
“ I’ll pay for you — don’t worry, I’ve forgotten my wallet too. ”
“ I’ve had coffee here… would you recommend something? ”
“ Do you need help with your tray? ”
“ Wow, hold — let me clean the table for you! ”
“ Is your name always spelt like KittyKittyNya or is Starbucks out to get you?”
grocery store
“ Let me help you with that —”
“ Could you help me for a second? ”
“ Sorry, did you want this? ”
“ Pardon, could you show me where the ____ is? ”
“ Quite tragic isn’t it? I mean — The news… ”
“ Do you ever wonder if out vegetables truly are organic? ”
“ Is it just me or have the prices gone up lately? ”
“ Sorry but… you wouldn’t happen to know how to cook ____ ?”
“ No way… you like those too? ”
“ Oh no — No no no, I am so — so sorry!”
“ You took my cart my accident! ”
“ Wait — this isn’t my cart is it —- Oh my god, I am so sorry!”
the gym
“Woah there — are you going to lift that on your own?”
“Would you like some help with that?”
“Hey, my partner is out — could you be my support?”
“How long have you been working out?”
“Want to work out together? I could use some company.”
“You are doing it wrong — let me show you.”
“Shit — are you okay? That looked painful!”
“Wow, this is… really awkward, but could I borrow some soap?”
“Is this your bag? I found it last week?”
“Did I just — ? Oh shit, I thought it was my water bottle; sorry!”
stood up date
“Hey… are you okay?”
“What? They stood you up?”
“I can’t let you sit on your own; let me wait with you?”
“Wanna ditch this place and take a walk with me?”
“Would you like me to call you a cab? or call… someone?”
“It’s okay. You don’t have to — pity me.”
“Hey… are you — crying? What happened?”
“It’s fine, I’m… waiting for someone.”
“I’m still waiting — they are just… a little late!”
🤝 48 - Yukwon
fifty reasons to touch someone.
48 - …out of habit.
gentle hands placed a cup of tea on the table before a concerned gaze lingered on him. ❛ just drink some tea and you’ll feel better, okay? ❜ out of habit, sichan reached out and placed his hand softly on yukwon’s upper arm.
mythmoor
❛ DID YOU PREFER ME WHEN I WAS FLUFFY? ❜ that would certainly be a reasonable argument ( even to her ). upon the latter question, however, kitty glanced at her current form as if having forgotten the fact. ❛ oh — i didn’t want to make your clothes smell like me. that would be kinda intrusive, wouldn’t it? ❜ as if this wasn’t intrusive already. cue an apologetic smile, shoulder shrugging since there’s not much she could do about the fact.
eyes opened wide at her strange string of words; ❛ you’re a shifter? ❜ shoulders slouched as this alternative reality dawned on him as being the reality. turning to face her with a look of utter disbelief on his face, si forgot she was completely naked and soon covered his eyes once more. ❛ please. please, just put on some clothes! ❜
mythmoor:
THE VERY MOMENT HE LEFT FOR WORK, the unofficially adopted feline wasted no time in exploring the apartment. paws soon turned into feet, replacing said feline with that of a young woman ( and in all of her nude glory ). though rummaging the apartment was enough to entertain her for several hours, her stomach called for something other than cat food. cue a bowl of cereal being made — with lots of extra milk added. only when the door opened did she turn her attention towards the mortal, a grin slowly forming.
❛ you’re home! ❜ kitty made sure to finish chewing before showing off her bowl. ❛ i made cereal — want some? ❜ it was the least she could provide him for taking in the supposedly stray cat.
* ~ @qoldhearted ◇ * ´
traffic had been particularly bad this afternoon so when sichan finally got to the point where he unlocked the door to his apartment and stepped inside, all he wanted was to crash on the couch for half an hour and order take away. brows furrowed as he thought the kitty had behaved worse on her own than when he was there. dark eyes darted towards the naked woman suddenly offering him cereal and with a shriek sichan dropped his bag and covered his eyes and turned halfway around. ❛ WHAT are you doing in my apartment? WHO are you?? and dare I ask -- why are you naked? ❜ blood rushed to his cheeks giving them a bright red color instead of the usual ‘slightly embarrassed’-look.