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We have calcium in our bones, iron in our veins, Seo Ahreum carbon in our souls, and nitrogen in our brains. Astronomer. 93 percent stardust, with souls made of flames. Follow/Reblog/Like we are all just stars that have people names. Selective. Literate. OC.
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Hyesoo has come to learn a few things about herself. Especially so in the last two years. For example, she’s much more curious than she’d like to admit, often meddling in matters that do not concern her —- her father’s earnest teachings seemed to lose power with every passing day and she seems much more comfortable with it. However, feelings of contradiction still linger and she admits to herself that his lessons have a very sturdy logic to follow. She shouldn’t be so careless, not when she was in a power family, and not now that she’s attempting to attain her life long goal of justice. Alas, she’s not always whom she’s supposed to be. That’s a question that constantly plagues her, indeed. “I’m sorry to interrupt your train of thought but that should taste awful you let it rest any longer.”
☆┆ “Mmh, you’re right. Tea, unless it’s intended to, doesn’t taste right when cold. I’ve learned from experience...” The astronomer gives a lighthearted chuckle, setting the mug back down after taking yet another sip. It was already on its way to cooling down, despite the higher temperature of the mug. “It’s alright that you broke my train of thought-- I fear that if I had stayed in my mind a moment longer, I’d end up being late for work. In result, I’m thankful you spoke to me. I feel introductions are needed-- I’m Ahreum, it’s nice to meet you.”
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autumn/halloween sentence starters! 🍂🍁🎃
masterlist of autumn and halloween themed sentence starters! some are original, but most are collected from other posts.
❝ i made pumpkin cookies! want to try one? ❞
❝ did you cut yourself carving the pumpkin? let me see it. ❞
❝ stay still i’m almost done with your costume. ❞
❝ let’s paint pumpkins. ❞
❝ hurry up! we’re going to be late for the costume party! ❞
❝ help me decorate! ❞
❝ let’s open some windows, okay? ❞
❝ it’s starting to rain… ❞
❝ bring a jacket! ❞
❝ do we really need to go to a pumpkin patch? can’t we just buy one at the store? ❞
❝ let’s go pick pumpkins! ❞
❝ it’s chilly out here, you need a coat. take mine. ❞
❝ you sound sick. are you sick? ❞
*sneeze* ❝ sorry, allergies. ❞
❝ wanna go out for halloween? ❞
❝ looks like it’s time to rake the leaves… ❞
❝ let’s go get hot chocolate then go for a walk. ❞
❝ let’s go trick-or-treating! ❞
❝ let’s go jump in the leaves! ❞
❝ come in here where it’s dry! ❞
❝ it’s dark?! already?! ❞
❝ ooh it’s chilly out. ❞
❝ please, enough with the pumpkin spice. ❞
❝ good morning. no, don’t get up, it’s raining, let’s stay in bed a little longer… ❞
❝ did you hear about the werewolf/vampire/witch roaming around this town on halloween night? ❞
❝ let’s go to the haunted house! oh, please, please, please, please?! ❞
❝ i don’t get scared. i’m practically fearless. ❞
❝ did you hear that? ❞
❝ we have to get out of here! ❞
❝ are you going to hide in my shoulder the whole time? or actually watch the movie? ❞
❝ i’m not going in a graveyard. ❞
❝ what did you get? ❞
❝ want to trade candy? ❞
❝ i got a rock. ❞
❝ don’t blame me! it was your idea to come in here! ❞
❝ what are you going as for halloween this year? ❞
❝ i just can’t wait for halloween! ❞
❝ you should totally buy that costume! ❞
❝ trick or treat! ❞
❝ happy halloween! ❞
❝ happy fall! ❞
❝ i wanna make sure that my jack-o-lantern is the best! ❞
❝ i’ll race you through the corn maze! ❞
❝ that guy in the gorilla costume has been following us for the past ten blocks. ❞
❝ aww come on! it was a prank! ❞
❝ please, please, PLEASE no scary movie marathon! ❞
❝ that wasn’t funny! ❞
❝ i keep tripping over my costume. ❞
❝ i’m not sure we should go down that street. ❞
❝ no fair! your costume is getting you more candy. ❞
❝ faster! we need to get to all of the houses! ❞
❝ forget being ‘too old’ to trick or treat. i’m doing this forever! ❞
❝ i don’t like these woods. ❞
❝ i just saw something! ❞
❝ look at that intestine cake! ❞
❝ i’m a real vampire. ❞
❝ do you think stuff really happens on halloween? like..supernatural stuff. ❞
❝ i made us matching costumes! ❞
❝ i think i just saw something move outside your window…is someone watching us? ❞
❝ you’re not going to make me carve this pumpkin all by myself, are you? ❞
❝ did you hear there’s a masquerade ball this halloween? let’s go! ❞
❝ you shouldn’t go out there! ❞
❝ s-scared? me? i’m not..scared. ❞
❝ ♕ — A GIFT FOR AUGUST ❞
in conclusion of summer. goodbye, friend.
SIGHT. Everyone has something they like to look at. Whether it be a person, inanimate object, place, a specific feature on a person. Write about your muses favorite thing to look at and explain why.
TASTE. Write about a memory that leaves a bitter taste in your muses mouth. Don’t be afraid to explore and or expand a part of your muse.
TOUCH. Muses come into contact with so many people throughout the years, write about a touch that changed your muses life. (i.e. a time they got into a fight with their mother, the first touch from their significant other that made them realize they were in love, etc.)
HEAR. Pick your muses favorite song and analyze the lyrics & beat from a typist stand point to explain why YOU think it’s their favorite song.
SMELL. Describe a smell unique to your muse that comforts them, go into detail about why it became their association to comfort.
TIME. THE ENEMY TO ALL. Your muse is at their prime, they have lived their life to the fullest - write out your muses death scene.
PINING. Remember a time where your muse set a goal and no matter how many times and different ways they approach the situation they fail no matter what. Write about that experience and the effect it had on your muse currently.
YELLOW. Yellow is supposedly the colour equated with happiness and joy. How does the colour make your muse feel?
GODS WITHIN SHEEPS CLOTHING. Between Greek, Roman and Egyptian mythology which God resonates with your muse more and write a brief drabble about your muse in a modern!god au.
POETRY. Find your favorite line from a poem, write a self para for your muse surrounding that line.
THROUGH THEIR EYES. Describe your muses personality through your eyes, based off of interactions, character developing self paras, etc.
PARANORMAL ACTIVITY. If your muse had the opportunity to visit someone in the after life, who would they visit and what would they talk about? Write about the experience.
GREED. Write about an experience where your muse was selfish, knew they were being selfish yet continue to look out for themselves.
INNOCENCE. Write about your muses fondest memory from their childhood.
HEARTBEAT. Write about someone your muse would die for. It could be them, their best friend, lover, parent, etc. How did they get to that point with that person?
ESCAPE. Your muse is having a nightmare and the only way they can wake up is if they confess to whatever is haunting them. Write out the scenario.
BOOKS GALORE. The thing about typists is they’re always developing alongside their muse whether that be writing style, aesthetics, etc. Write a self para in your favorite authors writing style
START THE STORY. Start a self para with the sentence ❝ You are the first thing and the worst thing I know. ❞ Get creative!
DESCRIPTION. Have your muse describe their favorite colour without actually saying the name of the colour.
DREAM TEAM. Have your muse make a celebrity movie cast for the movie of their life. Have them explain why they chose the people they chose.
RED. Have your muse explain how the colour RED makes them feel.
BAD RELIGION. Whether they’re atheist, christian, etc. write about your muses thoughts, feelings and opinions on religion.
PLEASE, WAIT. Write about your muse having to wait for something for a long time, describe how that makes them feel and how they handle the situation.
DEADLY SINS. Your muse is the embodiment of one of the seven deadly sins, which one are they? Explain why and how they would entice others to fall into the vice and who would their target auidence be. (i.e. muse a is glutton and entices people into falling into gluttony by inviting them to a food festival)
HEAVENLY VIRTUES. Your muse is the embodiment of one of the seven virtue, which one are they? Explain why and how they would entice others to spread their virtues onto other and who their target audience would be. (i.e. muse a is fortitude goes around giving motivational speeches)
DECISION MAKING. Write about a decision that was exceptionally hard for your muse to make and the repercussions of their decision.
IFS & BUTS. If your muse had a “normal” stable life, write about how you think they would be in present day.
NIGHT TIME. Describe your muses nighttime routine.
ANIMALISTIC TENDENCIES. Your muse is an animal of your choice, which animal would they be and write a self para about what they’d do as that an animal for a day.
THE RP COMMUNITY APPRECIATES YOU. Only you as a typist have witnessed every heartbreaking, character making, tearful situation your muse has ever been through. Write a letter to your muse.
kngsevls:
“Would you consider yourself to be a positive person?” The question was one where she was unsure if it was too personal or not, but she was still genuinely curious in regards to the other female, since she was just now growing more acquainted with her. Hands still cupping the mug which she held, she brings it up to her lips to take a sip of the liquid which it held in the brief silence that would gap between the conversation between the both of them. Where she did not know much about her, she did seem to know that she could ask such random advice at the same time, simply by the vibe that Ahreum would give off, that seemed rather comforting.
“I feel like my own ways of coping– or especially the ones I would use when I was a trainee, for example, were definitely ones I would do in my lonesome, such as sketching, dancing it out, or even writing in my journals. I have multiple of them where I jogged down my thoughts not only to relieve my stress and burdens, but so I could look back to it at the same time and see just how much I have grown.”
☆┆ The question about Ahreum’s personal outlook did not go answered right away-- she’s not hesitant, though she takes time to think about her answer. She decides to answer it last. The sight of the younger sipping at her drink reminds Ahreum of the steaming beverage that sat in front of her. She curls her fingers around the porcelain mug, bringing it up and blowing on the liquid before allowing it to enter her mouth -- she was very cautious as to avoid getting burnt by the coffee.
The more she listens to the idol’s ways of coping, the more she felt she related. She, too, would often write down into journals, and instead of dancing, the astronomer would stargaze. The hobby that especially caught her attention, however, was sketching.
“You sketch things? What do you sketch? I’d love to see some sometime, if that’s okay.” Ahreum takes another sip of her coffee. It was time to answer the question asked to her, before the topic changes. “I think I’m a positive person. I try to be, anyways. There’s no guarantee that I’m always going to think positively, though. I get down in the dumps sometimes; my anxiety likes to come up. Though, if It’s at night, I’ll stargaze to calm myself. It’s actually one of the reasons I became so fond of the stars as a child-- they calm me. What about you? Do you think of yourself as a positive person?”
giraseoul:
There was something about watching movies under the stars that put Hyo in the best mood. It reminded her of her childhood spent in the country side. Back in those days, her grandmother believed that children should be outside running around in the fresh air, rather than being glued to a television screen. Hyo would spend hours with her brother and cousins running through fields and climbing trees. In the evenings, they would all lie down in the grass and soak in all that sky had to offer them. She missed those simpler times, so when she saw the ad for horror movies in the local park, the dancer jumped at the chance. It felt nice to be just a face in the crowd, and while she waited for her companion to return with their snacks, Hyo decided to chat up whoever was near by. That list of flicks being played that evening included a number of ghost stories, and she thought that was as good a topic as any to start with. “Incheon actually, and there are always stories of this building or that being haunted. “She explained, amusement coloring her tone, “I wouldn’t doubt it. This land is old and so much has happened here. Who is to say that spirits aren’t real, right? I’m a firm believer in the power of energy. We all leave a mark of some kind behind. What about you? D’you believe in spirits?”
☆┆ Ahreum listens intently to the woman speak; she pays attention to her words and the reasons why she believes spiritual entities exist. She doesn’t deny it. In fact, she’s even more open to learning about the ghosts, especially since a location was now linked to them. Her attention abandons the movie screen, and she focuses on the tale of spirits that could rest within the walls of older buildings in Incheon.
“I don’t necessarily believe in spirits. Of course, I don’t not believe, either. I’d like to see it to believe it.” The astronomer speaks quietly enough to not disturb the strangers around them. “You think we leave things behind when we die? I guess you’re not wrong-- Though, I suppose you meant physical energy.”
"I’m sorry I interrupted your music.”
» CRIMSON PEAK SENTENCE STARTERS. «
☆┆ The two females had plans to meet at a park, spending the day discussing astronomy among a variety of other topics as they make their way around the city. The astronomer arrives early, drowning her attention in work that was portable, often taking breaks to sit back and bask in the sunlight, listening to the music on her mobile. She hadn’t noticed the time gone by; she was still listening to music when Joohyun appears beside her. Ahreum is quick to dismiss Joohyun’s apology, shaking her head with a smile as she pinches her earbuds, removing them from her ear canal. She clears her work space from the park bench, setting her laptop and notebook back in her bag.
“Don’t worry, it’s okay! I hadn’t really noticed the time. To be honest, the music had nearly become background noise– I was focused more on my thoughts. But that can be resumed at any time, right? Now is what’s important.”
“ Pardon me, did you drop this? ”
☆┆ Sometimes, albeit rarely, Ahreum would become less perceptive, causing her to miss the obvious. In this case, it was her own belongings dropping from her bag. When her attention is brought to the object in the stranger’s hands, her eyes widen. Her hands instantly check her pockets and her purse, and she goes from panicked to relieved in a matter of seconds. She was missing her wallet, but when did she drop it? How long had she gone without it, and when did the stranger pick it up? It didn’t look like he was in a rush, so Ahreum knew she didn’t go long without it. Still, she was relieved and thankful. She takes the wallet from the stranger, and she opens it to double check that it was hers, and not one similar. When it’s confirmed, she begins to bow multiple times.
“Thank you, thank you so much. If you hadn’t stopped me, I would’ve walked all the way home without realizing it was missing.”
“Drink your tea. It’ll warm you.”
»CRIMSON PEAK SENTENCE STARTERS.«
☆┆ Ahreum had never been a huge fan of tea, though as timing did not cooperate with coffee, she would have to settle for decaffeinated tea. She looks down at the steaming liquid in front of her, and she curls her fingers around the porcelain mug. The rainy day in Seoul made it cooler than what the astronomer was comfortable with, and the heat escaping the mug worked wonders on her cold hands. She flashes a smile towards the stranger sitting only a table away from her, and she bows her head slightly in thanks.
“Thank you… I admit my mind was wandering and I nearly forgot about my drink– I appreciate that you said something before I let it get cold.”
“Where I come from, ghosts are not to be taken lightly.”
» CRIMSON PEAK SENTENCE STARTERS.«
☆┆ The astronomer never believed in ghosts, but she never denied the existence of them, either. She was one to fill in the unexplained with scientific research, or other possible explanations for why some people saw what they deemed of as ghosts. But of course, there was nothing to her knowledge that proved that there weren’t ghosts, either.
Ahreum had never spoken to Hyoyeon before, their only interaction being the present conversation they held. They hadn’t even had time to introduce themselves to each other, their conversation starting from Hyoyeon’s interjection towards the movie on the large screen in front of them. The astronomer’s curiosity got the best of her, and she had to respond.
“Excuse me, but... Where are you from? Are there ghosts there?”
I like the night. Without the dark, we’d never see the stars.
Stephenie Meyer
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The cool tile beneath his feet presses a shiver against his spine, ascending the column to bloom on pallid cheeks. It comes as Dong-woo removes his shoes and settles them in a cabinet, formerly bare in the weeks proceeding the move; next to his trainers are a pair of flats, a visible divide of his and hers in the closet enveloping the foyer. He strips himself of his coat and scarf while walking the winding corridor towards the den, greeting the brunette embracing his waist with a smile and press of lips to her temples.
❝ Thank you, baby– I did, knowing I’m coming home to this. ❞ The clamor of nails against wood and subtle chirps about their feet makes him laugh. He retracts from Ah-reum to greet the canines with coos, animated speech, and waving hands, entertaining nipping teeth with playful gestures. Dong-woo abandons his outerwear on an adjoining chair after the dogs settled, now occupying his hands with Ah-reum’s legs the moment the couple take refuge on the couch.
He purposely drapes her limbs over his while drawing circles in her skin, burying his nose into her hair; memories invoked by her scent make Dong-woo sink into the sofa, an obvious sign of comfort. His Adam apple twitches with a hum, sipping on her words to avoid becoming too inebriated to move. His desire for lazy affection was paramount, but he would withhold his cravings if it meant spending more time with Ah-reum.
❝ When should we go? ❞ Dong-woo muses as a mumble, slow blinking and heavy eyes symptoms of fatigue. Seconds feel like minutes to the artificial ginger, who lifts his head to glance at the astronomer out of her peripheral. His lower lip protrudes out of habit, losing the battle waged between him and sleep. It doesn’t inhibit him from conversation, albeit crooning with every syllable.
❝ IKEA is good…it’s affordable and– …and easy to take home. ❞
☆┆ Ahreum sighs in comfort; the feeling of Dongwoo relaxing causing her to relax further, melting into his arms. When he agrees to her suggestion, decorations instantly fill her imagination. Spaces that weren’t already filled with shelves and end-tables now become filled with phantasms of furniture and colors, soon to become a reality. She imagines wall-hangs and picture frames, different organizers, and even throw pillows for their sofa. There seemed to be an infinite amount of possibilities as her imagination ran wild with the idea of decorating and interior design.
Her attention gets pulled away from her imagination and back into the topic at hand-- what day they would go. The astronomer begins to think about potential days the couple could visit the store. As she focuses on her thinking, her hands begin to play with Dongwoo’s; her fingers dancing along and gently squeezing the tips of his in a type of hand massage.
“We should go on a day that we’re both free from our schedules-- a day where we can spend the entire day in the store, if need be. I have a feeling I’ll get quite distracted by the array of furniture the entire store has to offer.” The astronomer lets out a relaxed chuckle accompanied with a grin, slightly embarrassed at her excitement to view the possibilities of further interior decorating that the store displays. “I want you to pick a day... I suggested the place, you suggest the day~.”
To avoid getting lost once again in her imagination of decorating, she turns her head towards Dongwoo, her eyes focusing on him. Her grin slightly lessens as she observes the signs of sleepiness that took hold of him, and now a concerned look replaces her smile. “Are you sleepy? I haven’t made dinner yet, do you want to nap while I cook?” The astronomer tilts her head as she croons, “I’ll make your favourite~.”
→ ❝CRIMSON PEAK sentence starters❞
“Where I come from, ghosts are not to be taken lightly.”
“You’re nothing but a spoiled child.”
“My hands are getting rough.”
“This requires the perfect partner. Would you be mine?”
“It is a monstrous love, and it makes monsters of us all.”
“Don’t move. You’re heavily sedated.”
“I feel as if a link exists between your heart and mine. And should that link be broken by either distance or time, my heart would cease to beat.”
“If you fall asleep, I won’t wake you.”
“You couldn’t leave me. You wouldn’t.”
“We’ve been dead for years. You and I in this rotting place.”
“My hands — feel them. Rough. The reflection of who I am.”
“You insist on describing the torments of love when you know nothing about them.”
“I won’t stop until you kill me, or I kill you.”
“Everybody has their place. I’ll make sure you find yours.”
“I can’t be alone.”
“Drink your tea. It’ll warm you.”
“I’ve always closed my eyes to things that made me uncomfortable. It makes it easier.”
“I’ve found warmth and friendship among you all.”
“I’m sorry I interrupted your music.”
“His blood will be on your hands.”
“What you have is a toy and some fancy words.”
“No one ever looked for them. Mercy killings, really.”
“Perfection has no place in love.”
“The things we do for a love like this are ugly, mad, full of sweat and regret.”
“Please trust me one more time.”
“This is your home now. You have nowhere else to go.”
“You promised you would not fall in love with anyone else.”
“Ghosts are real. This much I know.”
kngsevls:
It always did seem to come to a shock to other’s, especially when Seulgi openly admitted to such within interviews of just how she would experience her own slumps, especially because of how she always seemed bright and bubbly, but it was with the further reminder given by the other female that she realized just how everyone did in fact have their down moments. It was human, and inevitable, but it did not mean that one could not have such support when needed, especially when needing a more positive take on life.
“You would think that after reminding yourself so much that these things would kind of just stick, you know? Though having such positive things said to you is also very uplifting. I suppose it’s because of how one becomes so clouded by more dark thoughts that it’s hard to remember these more optimistic points of view when you’re stuck in such a state…Just as you were able to remind me of these things as well.”
☆┆ The astronomer nods, listening to and agreeing with the idol sitting next to her. She, too, knew of how difficult it could be for people to think positively in dark situations. The words couldn’t have been said better. “You’re right; negative outlooks seem to stick more than positivity, when our thoughts are covered by second guessing and the dark clouds of overthinking.” Ahreum reiterates the girl’s words, albeit with a different saying. She was relieved her words reached the younger’s mind, and only time would tell if they had worked to brighten her mood.
“It can be difficult to help people through their negative thoughts, and much similar to what I said before, different things help different people cope-- but it’s always nice to have someone around who will help give us the positive and optimistic outlook we cannot give ourselves in times of need.”
