"What're you sitting 'round here for?"

みなさま、 これからは。。。私は生きたい! The skin that you're in is all soft now; And your bones are dry as ice. 三辻茜 ± est. 1987

[addictiontotattoo]

[sinmitsuji]

cutieplayerxo :

No just a little lonely.

Aww, don’t be silly. You have me here.

[healydanes-deactivated20200927]

I don’t really know what’s going on with myself, ever.

Matty Healy (via healydanes)

[tenshv-deactivated20150318]

He didn’t mean to worry the latter, he just felt as if they were close enough to tell him that he was in such condition but he will be fine, as far as he knows, he will be alright. So Myeon didn’t really pay attention to anyone aside from himself as he keeps the phone pressed on his chest, looking out at the window—he took some of his blood and they found out that there were something else along the hemoglobin that he has, and he feels a little nervous because of course, he seem to look like a human but he can never be one of them; not when he’s a part angel, half demon. As his phone lights up, he perks up a little, shifting from his seat to take a look of what it was and smiles as soon as he sees the message from the latter, he feels very cared for and it places that broad grin on his lips, he never thought he could mean this much, but of course, he should stop assuming, too.

[ SMS: Sen ] Seoul National University Hospital… wow that was a lot to type. But you don’t                           have to go if you’re busy, you know that right?

Myeon smoothens out the fringe on his hair after sending the message, lips slightly curled to his distaste since bed hair looks ridiculous on him and it makes him look like a kid.

[sinmitsuji]

With only mintues away from the location Myeon mentioned, he quickly grabbed the fruit basket he 'borrowed' from the apartment he stayed out. It was barely a basket though, with its appearance looking old despite the fact that it was just vintage. It felt like it came from an old 60's film with wax or plastic fruits from how picture perfect it looked. But apparently, the fruits were real and so was the basket, who was now travelling along the street as he clutched it with one hand.

As here reached the entrance, the nurse requested that he left an I.D. for both the patient and the institution's safety measures. An identification card was all that he needed and was all that kept him from visiting his newfound friend. And also, it was something he left in his wallet, behind the backpocket of the jeans he wore yesterday. "Shit," he muttered while sending out a text to Myeon.

[ SMS: Myeon ] Does your window happen to be open? Hehehehe.

[prksjns-blog]

Noting his actions, the female couldn’t help but chuckle as she scrunched her nose up, reaching up to poke his face. Though, once she swung away from him, a whine slipped past her lips as she squirmed in her seat. “Yes, clumsy!” She shrieked quietly before scrunching her nose a bit, jutting her lower lip out. “Naturally? Nah, not all of them. I’m one of them..” She mumbled, clearing her throat as she shrugged her shoulder a bit. “It is. There’s just double standards everywhere. It can’t be helped. Right?” She grinned a bit while closing her eyes tightly as she felt a headache coming due to her current position.

Chuckling softly, she opened her eyes to glance up at him before sitting up to twist her body slightly to face him. Once she heard him speak, Sojin couldn’t help but laugh loudly while squirming in her seat. “Tall and buff? Really?" She grinned teasingly while swaying her body from side to side, her teeth sinking into the flesh of her lip as she frowned a bit. "Aw, really? I can’t really imagine you being ‘puny’ and ‘small’ since you’re so tall." She nodded, closing her eyes once again to alleviate the incoming pain drilling in her head before glancing up at him, her brow slightly arched. "Tough attitude?" She repeated, slightly amused by his words.

[sinmitsuji]

As she swung high and low on that swing, it was he who was getting dizzy while talking to her. For a minute his eyes would follow hers as it went up then it goes down close to him, almost causing him to step back because he thinks it would hit him every single time. Once it slowed down, however, Sen was able to tall again, flexing his bicep as she repeated the words 'tall' and 'buff', standing on his tip toes shakily. It looked like a pathetic attempt but he grew somehow comfortable with Sojin's presence to be that dorky.

"You can't imagine me at all at that state?" He muses while raking his fingers through his messy hair. "Well I went through puberty so that's that. I mean-- Guys go through that, right? I was a little late, just before middle school, I guess. When I joined those big kids, I got the growth spurt right out and somehow.. Things just fell in place." He looks off to a distance to give it that dramatic effect, laughing a bit as the wind cooperated with him. "I can be tough. I'm just a joker though, not necessarily a trouble maker by most people's standards."

[sinmitsuji]

10 Things You (Probably) Didn’t Know About The Muse

So the purpose of this meme is to give a little info on your muses without having to rely on others to fill your ask with meme questions. I know how disappointing it can be to come back to an empty ask so I wanted to create a meme that anyone and everyone can do (mun and muse). The rules are simple, you do not need to be tagged to fill out the questions, but once you have you must reblog and tag 10 of your followers to spread the love (as well as add a question of your own to the bonus section). You can fill it out as many times as your heart desires (we all know muses can change with their character development.)

TAGGED BY: nxtkim

10 QUESTIONS; 1. What is your favorite word?

Skittles. I don't even know why.

2. What is your least favourite word?

Arranged.

3. What turns you on?

Confidence.

4. What turns you off?

Self-absorbed people.

5. What sound do you love?

That good beat that pumps you up.

6. What sound do you hate?

Sirens.

7. What is your favorite curse word?

Fuck.

8. What profession other than yours would you like to attempt?

I'd rather be stuck in this little hell I created rather than go back to that heaven they promised me.

9. What profession would you not like to do?

Something that keeps me stuck behind a desk in an office working a regular shift. That simply won't do.

10. If heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the pearly gates?

"...Awesome."

BONUS QUESTIONS; 

1. Something most people don’t know about you?

I'm actually not an indecent immoral uneducated punk from the slums you'd think I look like.

2. Sexual preference?

Straight.

3. What position do you sleep in?

On my back, on my side, on my left and right. I've tried different styles, considering that I've slept on different places.

4. What if someone told you… you HAD to lose, just this one time?

Just this once, okay?

5. Greatest fear?

I'm afraid of not reaching the happiness level I wanted to achieve in life.

6. If you could leave one thing to be remembered by, what would it be?

A framed picture of me smiling while I'm in a party. That's something you'd always fancy seeing. Why not let me print out a dozen of wallet-size ones just for you? My treat.

7. If you were told to choose just one person you could remember if you ever lost your memory, who would it be?

No one would remember me. I'm a speck, an awesome fleeting speck.

8. Name one thing in your room that holds special meaning to you.

My guitar pick.

TAGGING: shinhjeong caelestiax falling-stars tomoura cutieplayerxo nanaax zinyuan kvngxsyu kyvngxri sleighmi

[deepest-sighs-blog]

[hyoushiko]

"It’s not actually something in need of rushing, and she had set the deadline next week, but it’ll be nice to finish early, right?" she smiled as a friendly gesture. Silently observing the other, she tried to make up a picture on how she would want to replicate him in the canvas, also adjusting since she would have to shift from the earlier manga strips she was doing, to one of a more realistic touch. Then and there, he seemed to exude some natural confidence and she casually points at the couch with the tip of her pencil’s lead, motioning for him to sit.

"Hello, Sen. I’m Hyosung. You can call me Hyo, or you can also call me when you know someone who needs an artist." she chuckled softly, replacing the sketchbook on the stand with a white canvas. "And no, I’m not a sociopath or whatnot—I just prefer to be alone when I draw, since I get easily preoccupied whenever." 

Standing up, she took a wooden stool from the corner, placing it by the center, just a few metres away from the canvas. “Mm, say, which do you prefer? The couch, or the stool?”

[sinmitsuji]

"By the looks of it," Sen says as he checked his wrist. There was no watch in it or whatsoever. It was just his sleeve, rolled up to the middle of his forearm showing a little skin. "I'm very late o'clock. I was actually asked to come on time but--" He figured it was too much for small talk, finding no reason to explain himself further because he might bore her or irk her for his apparent laziness. He was careful in choosing his words because she knew this place far better than he did. If he did or said something wrong, he was in no place to contest the way things go around here.

"Nice to meet you, Hyo." The male stared at the stack of sketchbooks at the side, before switching his view towards the stool she carefully placed at the center. "I feel like I have a recital coming on. Is there a spotlight in here?" He joked, laughing a bit softly, gauging if she would find it funny too. "I like it anywhere." Another bad joke that could horribly go wrong, but he decided to wing it. "Couch. So I can feel like Rose from Titanic." Placing his bag down by the floor, he raked his fingers through his hair and looked at the couch nearby to head towards it. "Say, Hyo.. This might sound random but.. What's the difference between a sociopath and psychopath?"

[chngxiao-deactivated20160617]

Irene looked at the clock and hummed. It was pretty late, so no one would really be up to notice she was gone. Plus they didn’t have much to do tomorrow anyway.❝I’m cool with it, plus I have my own face mask. Don’t worry bout it.❞ Nodding her head as she got off the wall she was leaning on, walking into her room to get her face mask. She held the phone in her hands as she moved around her members stuff to pick up the mas, putting it on while she walked out the room.❝I’ll wait outside for you, okay?❞ she hung up the phone, making her way out.

Irene placed her hands into her pockets as she finally made it to the building doors, walking outside as she stood there, looking around slightly with a smile on her face. Well, no one could see the smile cause of the mask. But it was there. she soon walked over to the nearby park that was really close by the building, sitting on the swings as she began to swing herself. she felt like a kid again as she played in the park. Soon moving to the monkey bars as she jumped up and played on them. Irene started to remember the times when she wasn’t an idol. Things were easier back then, and she didn’t have to worry about much. Still, she loves putting smiles on peoples faces and meeting the fans, she would never trade this feeling. While she continued to think to herself she sat down on the slide and looked up at the sky.

[sinmitsuji]

Sen couldn't afford wasting time at this second chance, so as he squeezed the cellphone between his ear and his shoulder, he began wearing his clothes, together with his jacket and coat. It was cold for that season and it was better to come prepared, seeing how snowfall can be so troublesome to deal with. He nodded as she gave the place for their meet-up, as though they were talking face to face. For some reason, he became animated when he talked to her. "Sure, sure. I'll be there in five minutes! Count on it." And as he said that, he was already huffing down the flight of stairs from the rented apartment he had there in Gangnam.

The streets were quiet as he strolled, or maybe even sprinted, from how fast he walked on the cemented pavements.There were no more crowds along the food stalls that closed down already, only a handful of vehicles passing by him, flashing their lights to keep him awake. When he found the park she mentioned, he began running like a madman. Maybe it was just his excitement to see her again; maybe it was just the nice wind that came by when he did so. Maybe. Just as he imagined it, he sees the woman, alone on the end of the slide, smiling to herself. Like the typical taunting self, he walked around the park to make sure he was concealed from her view. He ran along the shadows of the trees so that he would go unnoticed. Through that route, he reached the opposite end of the park, just behind the slide's stilts. Slowly, he climbed up on the slide and went up to the top. Childish as it may be, he slid down and surprised her from behind, placing his arms on her shoulders as he went down.

"You won't be lonely in here when I'm around."

[geniexgrey-blog]

"Though tequila is such an icebreaker to any situation, but wouldn’t you rather want to be sober enough to enjoy something?" she questioned with an innocent shrug, she wasn’t much of a drinker, but she did enjoy the drink when she wanted to let loose. Grinning at his question her eyes showed that of a playful nature "I’m 100% positive, they’d have banana splits, and many other desserts that come to mind."

[sinmitsuji]

Thank goodness she wasn't a drinker. Or else he envisioned himself winding up sprawled on the street, whining about how alcohol and desserts did not mix well enough down in his system. He had no plans of getting wasted, and this woman was just the right person to meet for this fateful night. Waving a hand at her, he skips a bit from his previous slow walking to motivate her to move faster. "Well come on then? We haven't got all night," he taunted playfully with a laugh.

[megalomaniacgod]

[rpstorageacct]

⊱            ❝Oh, really? Well~ maybe I’d do it if someone would come with me.❞ ( mimics him, stroking her chin as well )

[sinmitsuji]

"My, oh my. Is this an open invitation, mademoiselle?"

[pareidvlia-blog]

Sweater Weather.

       It’s quiet at first, but gradually, it grows louder, her girlish pearls of laughter. But when the thunder claps, and the lightning strikes, her laughter fizzles out into a small maternal hum. “Oh honey—” Violet cooes, in a whimsical tone, both hands moving to slide over Sen’s shoulders before finding a comfortable resting place somewhere at the slope of his back. “it’s just a storm… you can’t be that scared.” 

[khye-deactivated20151224]

“Psh, you never know what mischievous guys like you do”, she grinned sheepishly while eyeing the restaurant, seeing the pretty view through the windows. “I know right… ah, it’s so beautiful here. I wish I could buy an apartment with such a nice view.”

She sat down right opposite the male, making herself feel comfortable. 

“I want fried kimchi with pork!” she nodded after thinking awhile, not even taking a look at the menu. She didn’t like trying out new foods too often and kimchi happened to be one of her favorite things ever. “Aaand some water too, please!”

[sinmitsuji]

The male stared at the vast space of the area just unraveled over them from the window's view, smiling a bit because he'd never seen it this way. Usually, from his day today walk around the city, only a worm's view was enough for him to swallow and digest the beauty of Seoul.

"Kimchi?" That must have been the staple food in Korea, according to his observations. Just how soju is the Korean sake, kimchi must be the Korean sushi of some sort. As he looked down over to the menu, with the symbols of Hangul just somehow vaguely familiar to him, he points at the exact same order as hers, smiling as he gave the menu back to the waiter and faced her. "Does that taste good? I haven't tried kimchi yet, you know.. My impression of it will depend solely on today's meal."

[nvricho]

She couldn’t help but have her dark orbs scan over the male’s facial features, trying to trace back if she had seen him from before. Him being a student popped in her mind, but after his words, it didn’t seem like that was the case. Then why was he here? She didn’t really want to question it since she found enjoyment in his quick company. It didn’t really matter to her at this point. “I truly needed a break from all the words I had to cram in my head. Let me just thank you for coming here. I totally didn’t mind— in fact, let us get each other’s numbers so I can call you over when I need a distraction.” Her eyes widened just slightly before snickering lowly under her breath, hand hovering above her lips. “Nice going there. It would be quite an amusing sight if I were to see it, but then you’re going to be hurt. Poor Sen.” Naomi perked up and glanced from side to side to check if there were any school staff hovering around. “Shall we, perhaps, get out of here? Before you get into any trouble, of course. I don’t want to study anymore so I’m willing to go with you.”

[sinmitsuji]

The female was too nice to him for him to ignore and just walk away from. It would be disrespectful to leave without a reason.. Reasons. He had no plans and no true purpose to be even staying at that exact spot where he was. A week has passed and he had no progress into finding a good place for his band to pitch in a few setlists for; a competitor popped in on their area of choice and now Sen was tasked to find an alternative place to play for at least a week or else they would be more unployed than they ever were.

"It's the first time I've heard of a woman asking for a guy's digits blatantly. You have guts. You really must be a babe," he jokes as he squinted his eyes in a playful manner. Moments after she suggested exchanging numbers, he stood up and offered his hand for her to hold on to. "I've nowhere to go, apparently. Why not just show me around?"

[sinmitsuji]

:-3

Who is this?

…

₍₍ ᕕ(´◓⌓◔)ᕗ⁾⁾

[sinmitsuji]

Hello

Hello to you too, kind stranger. Are you lost?