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Oh Sehun. (Blair, if you'd like). 20. Rich brat and general nuisance to the world. Message for AIM.

[raspblairy]

TUMBLR FINALLY WORKS FOR ME AGAIN OMGGHAHGHA

[chcshirc-archived-blog]

Did you know when a rabbit's happy it'll do a little jump called a 'binky'? I think that's so cute.

              “a BINKY?”

               “that kinda sounds like an australian thing to say. did you go to australia recently? where’d you learn this?”

[raspblairy]

“I had a friend who had a friend with a bunny. It’s just like... an international rabbit thing! I dunno. You should watch the videos, they’re adorable.” He busted his phone out and held it towards her. “I’m making it my task to educate you!”

[dlnch-blog-deactivated20230917]

Ian! Love me!

And why on earth makes you think that I will love you? This is a serious question consider that you use the word ‘love’. It must’ve been easy for you to ask this from me. Sorry to break it to you though, I don’t have any space left for ya.

[raspblairy]

“You already love me and I know it. Ian, you’re so tsundere.” He beams and launches himself at the other, wrapping his arms around his middle. “This is why your boyfriend probably hates me but oh well!”

[unlikely-alliance]

Okay, yes, I’m less available to you now than I was before when there was no one else in my life and we talked every night until two in the morning, but that was always gonna change when one of us met someone…

[raspblairy]

There's just no room for me.

[raspblairy]

axxiom:

“Aw, jeez. I guess lunch is on me, then.” He pretends to be disappointed, sadly patting the wallet in his coat pocket like he’s saying goodbye to an old friend. His expression gives way to a wry smile, and he shoves his hands into his pockets as he turns his head to glance at the other. “Lonely and alone are very different things. But thank you for doing me such a kind favor, Prince.” 

He tongues his cheek with a pleased chortle, a skip infecting his step like he’s having too much fun for an early Wednesday afternoon. It takes but a few minutes to arrive in front of the hotel, and Taehyung walks in, immediately heading for the elevator, only stopping to high-five one of the bellhops scooting by. He presses the button for the elevator, rubbing the toe of his dirty shoe against the ground as they wait. “They have a great hanwoo steak here, you know. Always wanted to try their afternoon tea, but it’s only from two to five or something. Bummer, huh?”

“Kiss your bills goodbye, my friend. Especially if you intend on hanging out with me more after this.” He shrugs his shoulders and traipses along with a smug but amused smile on his lips. Blair was always fast with friends, sometimes a little too fast, and here was no exception as he caught up to the other and slipped his arm into his. “Welcome. And I don’t know where you got that nickname from but I’m not about to stop you from using it. I am New York royalty.” The hotel is one that Blair recognizes, from the few years he’d traveled to Korea with his family before he moved there himself. But now it seems entirely different as he follows a stranger-now-friend through the lobby. It’s a little bit of culture shock for him to see a bellhop that would normally lug his bags around high-five his companion like an old friend. The hotel seems more alive and less clinically neat this time around. “Do you live here or work here or..? You seem to know the place well. It is a bummer cause it sounds fancy and I like fancy. But I’ll settle for a steak or salad.”

[raspblairy]

boksoon-ah:

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[92skjin]

❝ The only people who don’t like sluts are the people who don’t get any. ❞

❚ × A REPLY FOR YOU :

❚ × K.J  ❚ “ I mean, I don’t call people that in the first place- Maybe the problem is with the people who call people that word, not with the actual actions of the person getting called that, but..”

[raspblairy]

"You're not kidding. The amount of times I've been called that just for being flirty or working as an exotic dancer are ridiculous." Blair pulled a face and sighed. "You're gonna have to hold me back or I'll fuck them up!"

[axxiom]

raspblairy:

If there’s anything that’ll catch Blair’s eye, it’s money. So the moment he catches sight of the Rolex, his attitude makes a 360, a soft grin replacing his usual resting bitch face. “I honestly can’t. But I can’t imagine a cafeteria either… ew. I always went home to have my maid make lunch. If I ate at all.”  “Oh, yeah?” He raises a brow, leaning in challengingly. “And I suppose you’ll tell me that watch is all yours too, huh? Something’s not adding up here. Did you steal it? Save some old man’s life?”

Taehyung’s boxy grin only widens at the other’s comment about cafeterias. Nothing short of amused, he places a hand on his hip and uses his other hand for a grandiose gesture. “Oh, of course! What else are maids good for?” He brings his hand in, fingers pressing against his forehead in mock distress. “The horror… School lunches.” 

He lets his hand drop, shortening the gap between their faces by leaning in close enough for their noses to almost touch. “It’s all mine, Prince.” He leans back again, tapping his finger against the clock face. “Paid for by yours truly. Not that it matters much, anyway.” He turns and takes a step, lifting a hand and wagging a finger as a signal for you to follow. “I’m about to have lunch at The Lounge. Would be a shame to eat alone.”

[raspblairy]

Nostrils flaring, Blair leans in enough so that their noses do touch, never one to be the first to back off. He crosses his arms when the other pulls away and hesitates before following, his brows lifted in interest. "I'll believe it's yours if you pay for my lunch. Since you seem lonely and all... I guess I could do you a favor and eat with you."

[dazzlehim-archived]

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send a symbol for a text from my muse!

— $ for an accidental text.

☾ ∴ ✩ ❛ SMS TO : blair ❜ ✧ SENT, 01:02PM : I DON’T WRITE EROTIC POETRYSENT, 01:04PM : OH MY GOD BLAIRSENT, 01:04PM : SORRY I SENT TO THE WRONG PERSON-SENT, 01:07PM : but well yes, i don’t write erotic poetry, i’m an innocent poet.

[raspblairy]

SMS: SOUNDS A LOT LIKE YOU WRITE EROTIC POETRY SMS: okay maybe you're an innocent poet but jm not SMS: roses are red, violets are too... when im around Ryan, my balls are blue :*

[dazzlehim-archived]

rpmememaker:

Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text. 

[raspblairy]

axxiom:

“A long shot?” Taehyung eyes the other with the same scrutinizing look before breaking out into an amused smile. His brow quirks upwards, arms stretching out so his sleeve inches up to reveal his Rolex Datejust 41, taking extra care to make sure it’s plenty visible. “Definitely a long shot. My high school didn’t even have a cafeteria. Can you imagine?” 

“HA!” He covers his mouth just a second too late, this time showing off his watch a little less than humbly. His eyes crinkle with amusement, and he shimmies his shoulders teasingly. “This nose is all me. Hashtag, BLESSED. Booyah.” 

If there’s anything that’ll catch Blair’s eye, it’s money. So the moment he catches sight of the Rolex, his attitude makes a 360, a soft grin replacing his usual resting bitch face. “I honestly can’t. But I can’t imagine a cafeteria either... ew. I always went home to have my maid make lunch. If I ate at all.”  “Oh, yeah?” He raises a brow, leaning in challengingly. “And I suppose you’ll tell me that watch is all yours too, huh? Something’s not adding up here. Did you steal it? Save some old man’s life?”

[axxiom]

You look familiar. Did you study abroad?

Taehyung’s head whips around, legs spinning him in circles as if he can’t find where the voice is coming from. He gets dizzy faster than he’d like to admit and lets out an airy laugh, rubbing the back of his neck as he looks at the stranger. “Can’t say I did. Do I look that fancy to you?” His tattered clothing looks like it hasn’t been washed in a week, rumpled and stained here and there. “I’d say I have one of those familiar faces, but that’d be a total lie. This baby is one of a kind.” He swipes a finger under his nose habitually, grin plastered on his face. 

[raspblairy]

"No." Blair gives the stranger a nice and judgmental once-over, nose wrinkling at the sight of the dirty clothing. "It was definitely a long shot. Everyone at my prep school wore designer. But you're right about your face. I used to know someone with the same nose. Did you go to Dr. Namyu?" He tilts his head to the side and scrunches up his face. He's determined to find a connection here, whether there already is one or if he has to make one himself.

[surrealpcy-archives-deactivated]

Hey, stranger.

(🔥) — Stranger, huh. “Me? Are you.. talking to me, Blair?” Surely there is a reason behind this “nickname” that he was suddenly given. Not long after, pain is unearthed as he comes to realization. He knows exactly what the reason is, but he’s still trying to keep himself together. Busy schedules, and lack of time were the main perpetrators behind the prolonged distance between the two, and the young rapper, admittedly, knows it was all his fault. “I’m sorry..” The look on his face is dejected as he stands there, eyes downcast, gaze falling to his feet. He has a lot to say, but silence has decided to consume him - so he remains, both hands in the pocket of his hoodie. 

          “I didn’t even get to take you to the pet store like I promised I would..”

[raspblairy]

"It's okay. I have a lot of practice with broken promises." Blair snorted, casting his eyes away from the other. His childish nature made it impossible to keep the bitterness from his voice and he knew it, the fact only adding to the feeling rolling in the pit of his stomach. "Are you doing okay? You missed a lot, you know. I got engaged." Announcing this brought a weak smile to his lips and he held out his hand to show off the ring.

[raspblairy]

You never do what you say you will.

[raspblairy]

Maybe I should just give up

[freudianhoe]

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