♦ a i r h e a d .

Air is the power of the mind, the force of intellect, inspiration, imagination. It is ideas, knowledge, dreams and wishes.Air represents change, and change is necessary for growth and achievement.

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  Ladies and gentlemen, the day has come.         I’m back for good, with fresh ideas, new energy      and motivation to write... Ah, I missed you all  

                                                      !!   )

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domestic/family starter prompts.

[seulchi-blog]

“Just a little while longer.”

“Can you come tuck me in?”

“Come on, I’ll tuck you in.”

“Did you sleep okay last night?”

“C’mon, read me something! Just like old times.”

“Is that my shirt?”

“Can we stay in tonight?”

“Will you stay with me?”

“Shh, it’s okay.”

“Go to sleep, go to sleep.”

“Hold my hand.”

“C’mere, it’s alright.”

“You’re fine.”

“You’re apart of the family.”

“Hug?”

“Gimme a kiss!”

“Can I snuggle with you?”

“Your breakfast is getting cold!”

“Tickle, tickle, tickle!”

“I got you something!”

“No, go back to sleep.”

“What are you smiling about?”

“He’s such a downer.”

“Here, I’ll zip you up.”

“Do you want me to read to you?”

“I know a lullaby. Think that’ll help you sleep?”

“Turn around!”

“Your tie is crooked.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Can we get a dog?”

“I love you.”

“Time for your bath.”

“You first.”

“Lemme wash your hair.”

“Stop squirming!”

“My turn!”

“Mind if I move a bit closer?”

“Can I stay the night?”

“Don’t you dare go outside without a coat.”

“They forgot to flush!”

“Come here!”

“Mom/Dad! They’re being mean!”

“Think we can play a board game later?”

“Don’t be so mean to them, you understand me?”

“Watch your tone!”

“Here. I’ll do it for you. Give me the tie.”

“Don’t slam the door!”

“Eat your greens.”

“Stop playing with your food.”

“Your room looks like a cyclone ran through it.”

“Happy Birthday!”

“They sings like a goddamn crow.”

“Don’t sass me, young lady/man.”

“I don’t like kissing them.”

“I was gone for ten fucking minutes!”

“Read to me.”

“What is going on?”

“You’re crazy, but I like that.”

“Hey, watch out for them, okay?”

“I got the last slice of pizza. I’m gonna have to throw it up for you to get it.”

“We’re out of milk again!”

“Who wants a hearty breakfast?”

“Back in my day….”

“She’s/he’s my annoying younger sibling.”

“We don’t need another kid.”

[sublimequotesilove]

Be polite to all, but intimate with few.

(via reishibe)

[twom00ns]

getting noticed by seulgi

[askboxmemes]

[seulchi-blog]

Leave a “Amuse Me” in my ask, and I will write a funny drabble about my character trying to cheer your up.

Leave a “Break Me” in my ask, and I will write an angsty drabble about our characters.

Leave a “Call Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about my character asking for yours [...

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   Gaze breaks from female, inaudible scoff tossed beneath breath as he goes back to skimming each book with a keen eye. A sense of disinterest settles over him, thumb brushing against book spine, and holding the yellowed covered text closer. Yongguk hadn’t expected much from the girl, truly, he’d never expected anything at all from anyone for that matter. It’d just been the way he’d been brought up, the way he’d learned to think best. It made things much easier in the long run, especially if someone he’d come to know needed to be terminated by his own hands. It’d been a common act, one he’d performed countless times in the past. Killing one had become sort of an art, something he’d come to perfect, something done without a single bat of a lash. Such a coldness residing in his chest hadn’t come of it’s own accord, he’s lead to assume, it’d been breed into his veins no doubt, one trait, an aspect he could not rid himself of. Not that he truly wanted to in such a cruel world.

He turns, ready to head down the next aisle, distancing himself from the girl he’d come to call by a ridiculous pet name. Amusing really, it wasn’t as if he’d formed some minor attachment to her by making such a seemingly jesting if not affectionate gesture, no, Yongguk simply held no desire to know the female’s name. His memory was much too perfect for his own good. If learned he’d never forget it, and what use was such information to him, he planned to never meet her again, even in a more unconventional sense. Despite blundering thoughts, footsteps have come to a halt by a few slipping of words, orbs veering towards female, and trailing upwards to catch sight of book she seemed to be reaching for. One not quite in her reach. A snort follows such a sight, Yongguk has half the mind to simply restate what it was she’d spoken to him moments before, but alas, he moves closer, reaching upwards to grasp for presumed book, and plucks it from shelf effortlessly. Without a single word he drops it into her hands, turning upon heel in the same instance and heading over to opposite aisle to perhaps find the last book he’d been seeking.

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        The moment her gaze met these steel, piercing eyes again, she regrets her decision to ask him for help. Intimidating.  It doesn’t seem like the male is very keen on altruism, either way. Ah, what a surprise it is to have him approach her again. Seulgi glances at him briefly, fingers curling around the book dropped to her hands, polite bow of grattitude following.  “Thanks” The female finally mutters in response, watching as he sneaks away again. She’s well-mannered, even if distant and seemingly lost at first sight. Life had taught her well how to act around people, constantly in straightened position with a smile on her lips. Disgusting and fake, she thinks sometimes.

Jumping off the stool, she cranes her neck to the side the slightest, golden hue scanning the book curiously. Mind-manipulation. Bingo. It seems like a topic she’s going to enjoy. A very light smile ghosts over her pink lips before he peeks at the stranger again. What an odd curiosity washing through her it is that she can’t help but to follow him with her stare. For amoment, Seulgi wants to simply pay for the book and leave the store. She spent too many minutes searching for something worth her attention, either way. On the other hand however, the girl could at least show him the correct direction to the desired section. She knew the place better than anybody, after all. With quick steps, she rushes behind the man, tapping on his shoulder. 

“Don’t ask him.” Seulgi points at the bookstore owner. “He’d reccomend you the worst.” A faint frown carves on the girl’s features before she turns her head to the left, index finger pointing at the brown shelf in the corner. “There. Next to the maps and guidebooks. Golden-black, thin book with carved “H” on the side.” With that only, Seulgi purses lips a bit, before walking away with fingers fiddling with her wallet hurriedly.

[94jvn]

“Oh? Y-ye, sure.” Taken aback by the sudden question of the other, he just nodded his head, coming   a little bit closer to the female. Tilting his head as on of his hands was holding on the fabric and other one moving the zipper up. “Here you go. Any special occasion for dressing up so casually?”

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“Thank you.” The female mutters in response. With lips pursed, Seulgi glances over shoulder, faint, polite smile tugging on the corners of her rosy lips. She tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, turning around to the male. “No. No special occassion. I’ve just-- I’ve  never worn a dress before. I want to own one...at least.”

[seulchi-blog]

Icebreakers I

"Excuse me, but you’ve got a little something on your face there."

"Well... this is awkward."

"I guess this is the part where we shake hands and say 'nice to meet you', right?"

"I've seen you here before, but I guess I just never had the courage to say hello before."

"I'm so excited to finally meet you in person! I've always dreamed of this."

"Sorry, but, um... am I the only one confused here? Why hasn't anyone else showed up?"

"Watch out!"

"Am I dead? Are you an angel?"

"Okay, okay, listen. I miiiiight have had a little too much, and I miiight need someone to help me get home. You look trustworthy, so let's go."

"I'm sorry--please, can you help me?"

"I look forward to working with you."

"I look forward to serving you."

"Stay still! I'm trying to stop the bleeding!"

"I'm not trying to be nosy or anything, but... I've been seeing you here a lot lately, always by yourself. I just wanted to say, if you have anything on your mind, I'd listen."

"Um, I know you don't know me, but I think what you did back there was very brave."

"Some weather we're having, huh?"

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   No response? It’d be a lie to say he was disappointed for truly Yongguk did not care. With desired book in hand he gives the hardback a glance over, a few pages were obviously worn out but it was to be expected with said books age. Thumb brushed over cover, examining a carved design. Why he needed this for class was beyond him, why he even bothered putting effort into said class was even more puzzling. Ah, well, it was just another one of life’s questions he supposes, shifting away from bookshelf and catching sight of whatever her name may be within peripherals, Yongguk forms an internal debate to perhaps mess with her a bit more, reactions received all to amusing, more so than those he’d had the pleasure of making acquaintance with,

“Yo pup, do you know where to find the most recent history book?”

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Skinny fingers twisted a book in a hold, eyes scanning the cover before she briefly skimmed the introduction, frown ghosting over her features upon another not-so-spectacular topic. No, it wasn’t it. There were still few rows of books to check on, yet too high for her to reach. With a heavy sigh, Seulgi looks around, again accidentally catching the male’s stare, then finally noticing the small stool behind him. So fortunate. 

Reluctantly, she walks towards the latter, facing him as she was asked the question, small scoff slipping past her lips. “There’s a bookstore owner over there... ask him.” Taking the stool, the girl walked back to the desired section, setting it near the shelve, climbing on it quickly. Noticing the seemingly interesting position on the highest shelf, she stands on her toes, extending her hand but it ends up fruitlessly. Still too high for the tiny female to reach. Only this idiot is around, at first sight still taller than her, even if she counted the stool under her feet. Luckily? Should she ask him? Turning the slightest to his side, Seulgi sighs only to speak up unwillingly.

“Can we have a deal?”

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 (☪⋮) ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɪʀ ᴡᴀs warm, a light breeze blowing through the lively, awakened trees  that remaining week of March. Standing still on the patch of the grass, he took in one long breath through his nose, relishing the scent of  flowers blooming. Freedom was but a breath away.  ❝ It’s nice to meet you, too. Ah, I’m glad our first meeting didn’t involve me distracting your peace and quiet time. ❞ Smiling, he could not deny the friendly offer. He sat down beside her, his head turned sideways to gazed at the female. Namjoon was happy, just finishing  Bangtan’s concerts on the weekend, successfully, he is content with his life. Everything was shining bright, including his own soul, which in the past had not shone with  life in many moons. ❝ Do you always invite strangers to sit with you, Seulgi? ❞  

[seulchi-blog]

Some would consider Seulgi to be ignorant,  almost too carefree. After all, inviting a complete stranger, an idol, though of this fact she wasn’t  aware, to spend time with her, was surely a  childish act. Yet, this is what she is. A girl similar to an innocent and pure child, still not  tainted with the sin of this world.

Inhaling deeply, the female eyes the river, throwing the smallest stone into it before she replies. “I... guess I do..” Her voice reveals small nervousness, yet a smile makes up for it. “World is one huge stranger to me. You’re less of a stranger to me than approximately 98.7% of the world already. Gazing downwards, the girl tugs on the  sleeves of her shirt before turning to Namjoon. “And you? Do you always say ‘yes’ to every girl you meet?”

[bearseulgi]

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{ seulchi​ }

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   “Aye, yappy pom-pom, your in my way. Move.” Efforts are made in order to shift by said female in a narrow isle of shelves filled to the brim with books. Sadly the one he needed was above her head, reaching out without care for her discomfort that he may get to close, Yongguk takes desired book from shelve, eyeing the cover for a few moments, 

“Who knew pups could read ~”

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        It was almost frustrating how the whole psychology section had nothing more to offer, al the books repetitive, equally well-known to Seulgi, leaving nothing but a hint of disappointment to carve on her features. Standing on her toes, she gazes up, puckering lips habitually with eyes focused on the particularly interesting title on the back before someone’ssloppy steps caused her to almost bump into the shelve. Ah, the same guy again. So fortunate. Surprisingly smooth this time, nothing more but another sardonic line was his only remark. Glancing over shoulder, she eyes the book before looking away immediately, then shifting to the other section to search for something appropriate for her instead.

“…”

[seulchi-blog]

       It’s a silent cry escaping the female’s lips, quiet in volume but piercing the silence, causing her heart to almost skip a beat. She sits up instantly, covering her ears, her chest heaving up and down with a thick swallow following. Digits twitch against the side of her head with a shiver running down her spine. It’s the same image constantly bothering her sleep.

“Unnie...” She whispers as soon as she steps into the eldest’s room. Golden hues seem to brighten in the faint star light reflecting in big orbs, yet it’s barely a sign of the tears threatening to cascade down her cheeks. Seulgi isn’t even sure if her sister heard her, yet the mess in her head leaves her almost breathless. Hurrying closer, she sneaks under the covers, skinny arms curling around the Firework’s waist, head burrying in her neck. “It’s him again...”

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

Sometimes you have to forget what you feel, and remember what you deserve.

Unknown (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[seulchi-blog]

“-- Can you zip me up, please?” Seulgi asks, shifting her hair to one side of her neck. As much as she wishes,  she isn’t able to reach the zipper of her dress. 

[wnq-writers]

They say that scars tell stories, but my scars are letters in a story that nobody should read.

JPM (via wordsnquotes)

[seulchi-blog]

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“-- Excuse me-- can you... move a bit to the side?” Seulgi’s voice is quiet, head tilting to the side as she poked the male’s back lightly. Honestly, the girl didn’t even reach his shoulder. He was tall, too tall and despite the female trying to peek at the store glass, she couldn’t because of the crowd  surrounding the store.