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Video games with male/female protagonists you choose are always like. Here is the girl. She is very cute with her cute little outfit!!!! love her so much 🥰 she boutta do some adventuring!!! Here is guy. He cannot dress himself.

#( ` this pride and glory | musings )

taejoonsgn‌:

« ❛ ♡ ∙ ares » i’m offended you think im a hufflepuff.

« ❛ ♡ ∙ ares » and that you think i’m not already wearing it .

« ❛ ♡ ∙ ares » are you even aera !!

「 text : arie; 」 how could you ever be offended by such a soft, squishy thing such as yourself? 「 text : arie; 」 ....that better have been washed since the last time, arie.

it took her less than a minute to sort herself out with her own onesie; wearing one of a duck with two big red hearts as pockets. perhaps it was a little jarring to see someone in full yellow—hair worn long and curled—jetting through the quad. but with the grin on her face, along with the equally as fluffy and white-colored bag filled with snacks and other goodies, it didn’t really matter to her. just why did taejoon have to live in a completely different dormitory anyway? though, he did seem to favor luxury, and gangjeon complex was the best one available. rolling her eyes at the mere justification, she completely forwent the knocking and bell-ringing to practically barge into taejoon’s dorm with vigor. “you better be decent or i’m calling the cops!” she teased as she rolled off her kicks with little care.

sgnlara‌:

( 💌 ˟ 𝙊𝙐𝙏𝙂𝙊𝙄𝙉𝙂 » 최애라 ; aerosol babe 💓 ) ☇ i was going to ask if you came up with that because of pizza and then ☇ okay, call! any special occasion i should know of? ㅋ to what or who do i owe this kind invitation to?

「 text : chanel; 」 it’s an important question. the other would be whether she’d still let her step-sisters get their just deserts. 「 text : chanel; 」 what do you mean? can’t i just invite my friend to a good ol’ pizza party? 「 text : chanel; 」 i’ll even do your nails uwu

hi guys, i really missed a lot. so i’ll be slowly going through messages ( if y’all still wanna plot what we have / change it / etc. ) and catch up on the roleplay some uwu

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sgnseungho

verbatim ,

sgnaera

sgnseungho‌:

say, say what’s on your mind ( ft. @sgnaera )

he considers it another routine. questions that gave way to invitations and seungho’s never been one to say no to a pretty face. the change in tactic doesn’t escape his notice and he’s more amused than anything else, wondering, questioning, almost challenging how far she’s willing to go to sate her curiosity. today, he’s a little more bored than usual, deck of cards in his hands, shuffling through them with one idea but he expects the answer to be a no, expects this to be a line she won’t cross, shouldn’t cross. ‘course, none of that means seungho won’t approach it. in fact, he’s running ahead for once, the corner of his lip nearly twitching as he resists the urge to smirk. “ want to play a game, aera? my rules, of course. just came up with ‘em. interested? ”

after all her research, interviews, and the subsequent lieu of flirting, it was a wonder how she hadn’t gotten the information she wanted yet. not that it was in any way personal to her, but that the whole story angered her beyond belief. how could someone just hurt a girl like that and all they got was a slap on the wrist? this guy was out and about and.. walking right toward her. putting on her best smile, cheerful and unwavering, long brown locks flicked over her shoulder and one of her political theory textbooks in her grasp. “a game, huh?” although she didn’t really need convincing, always down to participate, she tapped her chin and looked off into the distance in feign consideration. allowing seungho her full attention, she looked up at him, a giant as he was towering over her, with the utmost innocence and naivety. “sure, what do you have in mind?” it was suspect from the get go. a game proposal with rules he created? she wasn’t going to decline, though, not when it was ample opportunity to get more out of it. and maybe a little game together wouldn’t be too bad.

#( ` sgnseungho‌ | verbatim )

❝ show me you're shameless,

write it on my neck why don't ya,

and i won't erase it. ❞

#( ` this pride and glory | musings )#taejoonsgn #there #take it #that bonnie & clyde shit #boy did it stray

「 text: ares 🏹」 quick! im going to need you to save me!! i got my hand stuck in the candy jar.

crashing into one of the local candy shops, she was going to be nice for once and get her best friend some sugary treats. whatever he didn’t like, she magically did, and vice versa. so it was a quick pick and choose, and she was all good to buy a whole bag of goodies. yet, her incoming texts sung a different tune. having to resist the urge to burst out in boisterous laughter, in a store filled with sad adults tending to their vexatious children, she replied with the utmost sarcasm.

「 text : arie; 」 a true hero「 text : arie; 」 legend of our time「 text : arie; 」 use the lube under your pillow「 text : arie; 」 do you even deserve these gummies

#taejoonsgn

sgnwooyoung‌:

“so when you said we’re doing something possibly illegal, what did you have in mind?” it wasn’t as though he was innocent of illegal activities. had a criminal record for assault and being drunk and disorderly. though he had a feeling, what she had in mind, was vastly different to both of those things. it certainly didn’t stop the intrigue that surrounded the notion, though. and, perhaps, he was all too up for whatever she had in mind.

the texts came in right as she was just about to knock, cause what were the chances wooyoung was dead asleep and she had to play some fire alarm on her phone. the shock, the fear, and the panic that would drag the sleeping beauty out of his slumber.

「 text : woohoo; 」 is that an invitation to not give ANY warning? 「 text : woohoo; 」 duly noted

replying back as fast as her fingers allowed her, she let out a scoff and a quick dismissal of the clearly disheveled human that then came to greet her. stopping right in front of him, she gave him a once over. “consider yourself lucky; i coulda picked it.” letting herself inside and looking over the mess she could only call creative, it's quite a wonder how she hadn’t painted a mural over wooyoung’s bed yet; something equally as chaotic and expressive. but really, it wasn’t like she wasn’t here before. “i am,” dragging out the syllable and turning on her heels, she pointed herself in the direction of the kitchen, “raiding your fridge; gimme a sec.”

looking over her shoulder, she gave the male a vague hand gesture, as if she wasn’t sure herself, but well, she was there and ready for something. “woo, you gotta, yaknow, think of ‘em as adventures,” nodding her head in feign disapproval, she pursed her lips, “illegal is such a crude word.”

#( ` sgnwooyoung | louder than bombs )

hi uwu it’s ms. chungha fc here with choi aera, yes that ssammaiwei choi aera, i love them both lol took up the justice warrior premade, so come at her with some half-baked problems and she’ll make a protest about it ahah ok but here’s her profile, her plots page (with only connections rn but i’m getting to it!!), and yeah, free to plot whatever, i’m down. see ya in the dms!!

#( ` ugly as a lullaby | ooc )

seongnamkrp

// LOADING STUDENT INFORMATION ▪ ▪ ▪

NAME › choi aera ALIAS › the justice warrior AGE › 09 / 02 / 1997, 23 YEAR › senior

// LOADING STUDENT RECORDS ▪ ▪ ▪

MAJOR › political science MINOR › animation HOUSING › the avenue, third floor, 307 CLUBS › art, tiger radio SPORTS › soccer, kumdo

// LOADING STUDENT ANALYSIS ▪ ▪ ▪

› › › a shake, the release of pressure, and the spray of color, tonight’s chosen yellow, that dripped onto the billboard sign. the colors, blinding; the vision, yet to be decided. whatever came out of her was a surprise, a pleasant challenge, because what else was she to do but paint a blank canvas? white, and gray, and somehow always just one solid color. it was begging to be lit up with art. and yet it was always at dust, when the feeling of euphoria and utter contentment washed over her like a wave. when everything faded away for awhile and there was nothing left to do but fall. lost in the sound of birds mating chirping, the few cars that passed by below, and the knowledge that this was all for her to cherish. it was a moment in time, photographed and stored away, that was always the highlight of her personal film reel. it was the absence of thought, of responsibilities, and of sour memories. it was the seasons changing, the life left to live, and most importantly the night to remember. it was all hers for the taking.

by the time the sun rose above the mountains, gradually heading her way and lighting up her creation for all to see, she stopped and watched. a foreglow, they called it, totally different from an evening put to bed. yet she loved it all the same. basking in the view from where she sat, she breathed and only breathed; her legs dangling by the edges and hands firmly pressed against the metal. there was always hesitation to climb down afterwards, but it had to be done. we’ll meet again, she whispered, on yet another beautiful night.

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