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i moved again :/ !! catch me over here with a few new muses n more on the way !

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flowers  bloom  at  night  ―  some  HOLY  things  can  only  happen  in  darkness.                                       🞤 for a friend &&. ♥ for a small starter !!

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flowers  bloom  at  night  ―  some  HOLY  things  can  only  happen  in  darkness.                                       🞤 for a friend &&. ♥ for a small starter !!

[starwhispcrs]

i Will return here…. depression is a bitch and work is a bitch and they’re tag teaming me behind a 7/11

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YOUR WRITER ELEMENT

smoke writer

'and he took the cigarette from his lips, placing it between his own. he took just one drag, long and slow, and then, he breathed it out in the other's face.' you smile in front of your enemies, and puff in their faces the smoke. you like to see them cry, like to see them suffer. you write pain in the most elegant way, making it a candy that slowly melts on the reader's tongue. you may have limits, but you push yourself always past them. love the challenge your comfort zone can’t give you. you are the mysterious person everyone has a crush on, the one that smiles in front of the storm and kneels in front of weak ones. and your writing reflects it. it charms everyone and, even if the exit door is there, your reader will never take it. you're the one who can take a trope, one so used that it's a clique, and create something completely new. your work is breathtaking, emotions described so well they feel real, and characterization that makes your stories pop out between all the others.

tagged by: @etherealve thank you !! tagging: @peppermvnt, @wcvensouls, @nobilitylost, @newsflsh, @bluehcvrs, and anyone else who wants to steal it !!

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was dealing with pet health issues and brainrotting over alice in borderland but !! will be getting to everything i owe here sometime tmrrw after work !

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@peppermvnt !!

     “hayoonie.” for a girl who is just her friend, there is a suspicious warmth curling around the vowels of her name as it rolls off noah’s tongue ; for a girl who is a content creator like she is ( just in an entirely different sphere of the web ), there is a certain anticipation that would not otherwise be present at the prospect of filming some challenge or another. she didn’t pay much mind to what they’ll be doing, juvenile crush filling mind with fluff instead of focus. “need any help setting up for the video ?”

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why are the monstas so determined to make me drink pepsi

[wlwyeji]

❀

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bluehcvrs

               yuuya has gotten used to haewon just popping into existence next to him. it still makes him jump sometimes, but he’s getting there. it doesn’t catch him off guard when she arrives today, but the outstretched hand does. ❝ can i feel you? ❞ he echoes, brows tugging together to mimic hers as he tries to focus his senses. he can feel something. it’s less like being touched by a person and more like being touched by… well, some kind of energy. it’s what he imagines touching lightning must feel like. ❝ i can feel… something. ❞

     for a moment, she thinks she can feel her heart launch into her throat, a familiar ball of nerves and worries that makes a home next to her vocal chords, silencing her words before she can spit them out. she feels almost human, almost alive, in that moment, watching with bated breath and tentative flaming hope that yuuya will say something that will ease this odd feeling crawling down her flesh. haewon doesn’t know why she’s as disappointed as she is, when he admits he feels something, a vague feeling and not at all what she wanted to hear. yet she keeps her hand suspended, outreached, willing her energy to concentrate at her fingertips in vague hopes of feeling him. “sorry, this is dumb, huh ? i just.. really wanted to hug you ?”

[disgustinggf]

give me ur hoodies and shirts and i'll ride u in them

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newsflsh

      amusement  flashes  through  heavily  lidded  eyes,  watching  her  inch  closer  and  closer  to  his  side;  hand  finds  purchase  on  the  small  of  her  back  easily,  smile  on  his  face  matching  the  grin  that  lights  up  hers  ––  he’s  enamored  without  having  to  say  the  words.  “you’re  early.”  haneul  counters,  irises  bathed  in  mirth  as  he  takes  her  in.  “been  waiting  for  me,  have  you  ?”

     anticipation sparks at the point where his hand meets her back, shameless in the way she leans into his touch in further seeking of it, in encouragement to claim a spot at her hips to keep her close. it doesn’t help, his grin alight in something too honey warm. it doesn’t help, when astrid laughs an airy little noise, less the facade she’s supposed to be wearing and more genuine amusement. “it’s impolite to keep a lady waiting,” prelude of a tease, an admittance in the vowels and consonants. “besides, it’s only fun when i know you’ll be watching me win.”

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peppermvnt

      “  dude,  are  you  kidding  me?  ”  christian  said  that,  raising  an  eyebrow  at  him  that  said  ‘you’re  one  to  talk’.  after  that,  all  christian  could  do  was  shake  his  head  and  cross  his  arms,  hoping  that  caspar  would  give  it  a  break.  he  was  persistant  -  christian  was  not  the  person  to  ask  when  it  came  to  all  things  paranormal.  ‘  favorite  friend  ‘  -  he  looked  down  at  his  shoes.  “  are  you  saying  that  to  try  and  get  me  to  go  along  with  this?  ”  because  christian  was  certain  that  what  caspar  was  saying  about  him  not  leaving  him  with  broken  legs  would  possibly  be  a  lie.  “  are  you  really  going  to  make  me  do  something  that  i  don’t  want  to  do?  that’s  how  horror  movies  start,  you  know?  going  into  an  ‘abandoned  place’  which  is  cursed  and  end  up  being  chased  by  somebody.  you  must  not  value  your  life  like  that.  ”

     “yeah, duh - c’mon man, i’ve been dying to get some footage of this abandoned house. it’s only three stories and we won’t even be on the third story, since the floorboards are allegedly so rotted you’ll fall through them.” is this supposed to be helping convince christian or further proving that caspar is just one misstep away from the beginning of a horror movie, and he’s determined to drag the other down with him ? “okay, wait, no - that sounds horrible, but it isn’t that bad ! it’s only supposed to be haunted by a couple of ghosts. nothing cursed or demonic or anything, promise.” caspar is this close to actually dropping to his knees, hands clasped together in fervent hope that the other agree, shameless when it comes to anything paranormal. “c’mon please ? just go with me this one time and i’ll never ask you again.”

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s.....someone..... spare filth for my muses pls :/

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etherealve

Her concern had brought on a lazy smile on his lips. The look of tiredness must have been evident on his features even though he swore a long time ago, that he would rather erase than reveal how he feels. Shin took the pen that was left by the table and twirled it between his thumb and index finger, his eyes fixated on the object. “It`s nothing much, I was just tired.” He simply said finally meeting her gaze but the detective knows that Kieran will find out sooner or later anyway, she was just that kind of friend.

He casually leaves the pen on the table again and leaned back on his seat, “Just that the last case involved a family.” He scratched the corner of one of his eyebrows, “I shouldn’t take personal feelings with me but It’s been affecting me more than I thought. Sorry, it’s not the best kind of conversation to have when we finally met after a while.”

     though attention seems to linger on the mechanical ministrations of setting teapot to boil on the back burner and bringing two empty mugs to rest on counter in preparation, kieran is all too aware of the other taking up residence at her table. it’s admirable, the way she has known him to tamper down his emotions when it comes to his workload ( a skill she wishes to hone ) ; it’s admirable, as much as it is foolish. in this moment, when she all but swears she can hear the exhaustion writ into his very voice, she thinks him a fool for trying to hide from her, when he knows her well enough that she won’t accept a simple declaration of fatigue.

     she turns, then, attention rapt and focused on her friend for one, two, three endless beats. silence rests on her tongue, before brows pinch together in the middle and the beginnings of an empathetic purse form at the corners of lips. “stop apologizing, first of all. if i wanted an apology, i’d demand one from you.” a tease interweaves brief and fleeting in voice, before tone mellows out once again. she’s quick to cross the distance, until she can take her seat across from him, until she can see just how tired shin truly is. “tell me about it - your case. or whatever details you can tell me. it’s only tiring to experience such emotions when it’s just you carrying them.”

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peppermvnt

      “  you  wanna  stay  at  an  abandoned  place?  that’s  fine  -  you’ll  just  be  doing  it  with  someone  else.  ”  christian  shook  his  head,  crossing  his  arms.  too  many  horror  movies,  too  many  stories,  too  many  people  going  inside  and  never  coming  back  out…  to  christian,  it  seemed  as  if  caspar  had  gone  completely  crazy  asking  him  to  tag  along  with  him.  “and  why  are  you  asking  me?  you  should’ve  known  i  was  going  to  say  no.  don’t  you  have  any  other  friends  that  you  can  ask  that’ll  say  yes?  ”  christian  knew  a  few  people  that  he  was  almost  certain  would  say  yes  to  his  request,  while  christian  himself  would  hold  his  hands  up  and  back  up  until  he  was  behind  the  safety  of  the  front  door.

     “oh, come on !! look, if it makes you feel any better, we won’t stay the entire night. just ‘til the witching hour, and then we can go home and you can go hide in your bed !” such a bold tease, coming from the man who has hours of footage of himself jumping at shadows and sounds and everything in between. but christian needn’t know that - just as he needn’t know that caspar has already asked his other friends, and they all had immediately shut him down before he could get a word in edgewise. “i’m asking you because you’re my favorite friend, and i trust you not to leave me with broken legs like my other friends would.” a last ditch effort but, again, christian needn’t know all the technicalities and little details. “i’m not above begging on my knees, and you know that.”

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wcvensouls

          although taeseok had resisted coming clean to himself and embracing who he really was for a very long time, he had to admit that this felt… quite nice. truth be told, he had never been this happy before in his entire life. he felt free and light  —  and being able to share those moments with someone that meant as much to him as harlow did meant a lot to him. coming back home to find the other in his couch never failed to make him happy, to put a very subtle, yet genuine, smile on his lips.  “ mhm. ”  he hummed in response, tightening his arms around the other a little bit more.  “ just working on some new songs and then having some executive meetings too on top of practicing. ”  being so close, tae couldn’t help burrowing his face on the crook of harlow’s neck and taking a deep breath.  “ what about you, though? what have you been up to? ”

     a soft hum lilts off tongue, the trail end of whatever new song he had been learning or relearning curling ‘round quiet noise. the apartment feels more like home with taeseok curled around him, an added presence that settles heart in ribcage and coaxes free a small smile to hang off corners of lips. harlow leans back into the embrace, head bobbing in answer and response, empathetic murmur injected into words: “it sounds like it was a long day. how are your new songs coming along ?” the grin on lips curls deeper, coaxed by the scant distance between them, by the shiver that races down spine at the feel of warm breath against neck, intimate and simple. “i wasn’t nearly as busy as you. i actually visited my parents, earlier in the morning. they wanted me to tell you to eat, and rest.” always asking after the other, like their own second son.