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… ◜   hey everyone lol .. so i just started a new job and school started up again so i’m reeeaaalllll limited on time. so i think, for the time being, stereohcarts is going on an indefinite hiatus. it was fun while it lasted and it might not be forever? i will be on my main @lvciddrmz​ still ( probably will be back this weekend wait for me :P ) and on discord for whoever has me on there..

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cherrysbcmb‌:

        AMANI   DIDN’T   LIKE   ANNOYING   people   but   somehow,   she   usually   managed   to   annoy   them   because   of   her   rather   loud   personality   or   her   over-excited   behaviour   as   if   everything   around   her   was   just   wonderful.   her   eyebrows   furrowed   together   at   his   question   &&   a   small,   awkward   laugh   left   her   lips.   ‘      what   an   awful   question   to   ask,      ’   the   girl   started,   staring   at   him   with   a   shake   of   her   head.   ‘      hanbin,   i   know   your   name.   what   ??   did   you   think   i   had   amnesia   or   something   ??      ’   she   questioned,   tilting   her   head   to   the   side.   

                                                 … ◜ the young host didn’t know what to say to that. settling back into his chair, he grumbled to himself. he was wrong. he was wrong and it didn’t feel like he thought it might. he was wrong and, despite his never-ending need to be right, it felt  G O O D. to be special to someone. special enough to be noticed as himself. maybe hanbin was reading way too into things. he couldn’t help it though. having the brain that he had, every single interaction was dissected and sorted into his own files. ‘ i just thought, ’ he chewed on his lip, ‘ that you were thinking i was kangmin. ’

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dreamthiievves‌:

Woojin was counting his blessings that he’s next class for the day had been canceled at short notice. A downside being that all of his friends were tied up with classes and exams and he was simply walking the halls and wishing he had enough time to go home for a nap. Though if he had been at home comfortable in bed than he would have missed the sight of a boy looking far too confused at a dodgy drinks machine. Peering at the predicament as he walked up to Jianyu. “You never had a drink get stuck before?” He didn’t really think much as he started looking around in his bag for a pen. Kneeling down quickly and working his hand into the compartment where the drink should already be. “I don’t know why they insist on keeping this machine, it steals more money than it lets out drinks. But, ah, there’s always a way to get them out somehow.” A bright grin lighting up the boys’ features as the drink in mention dislodged and fell into his hand. Holding it up to Jianyu for a moment before chucking it to the other. “Honestly you’re just lucky you didn’t kick it, I think that makes it angry.”

                                                  … ◜ brown eyes blinked at the person beside him––– his savior. this was something that happened a lot? people’s drinks would just get stuck in here? he was in awe of the machine and of the male who was attempting to rescue the lost bottle of water that was being held hostage by the contraption. ‘ you seem like a pro at this. ’  anyone who had knowledge of how these machines worked was a pro compared to him. before now, he’d never bought anything from one. let alone even seen one. gratefully, he took the bottle from the other student. ‘ yeah, i don’t think it’d survive it if i kicked it. i had to learnt that the hard way after the wii incident of ‘07. ’ a light chuckle left jianyu’s lips at the memory. while he was playing wii sports with a few friends back home, he kicked up a little tpo high and hard. not only did they have to replace his wii, they also purchased him a brand new flatscreen television. although, for the host and his family, things like that were pennies on the dollar. nothing for him to even bat an eyelash at.

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thervnaways‌:

                   uncharacteristically, the girl snorts, covering her mouth with her hand after doing so. she’s a little embarrassed at how she reacts but she’s mostly taken aback by how funny he actually is. “your dimples got you the role of tree for three years? impressive.” as she smirks, her gaze naturally moves towards said part on his face before having to force herself to look back up. “those kinda sound like couple names, don’t you think? maybe we should stick to something like… team tree.”

                                      … ◜ ‘ i know, i’m just that good. ’ he winks playfully before leaning back in his seat. at her words, he feigns hurt. his eyebrows knitting up and bottom lip jutting out in a pout. ‘ you wouldn’t want to be a ship with me? we could be like, uhm,  E T H E L H E A D  from riverdale. ’ woojin looks around the room for some inspiration for their project, he didn’t want to be lame and do something that the other pairs were going to do. ‘ team tree is fine, i guess. we could have codenames to make it better. i’ll be professor oak, like from pokemon. ’

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oizysd‌:

            HE  HAS  A  HARD  TIME   portraying  his  intentions  through  his  actions,  specifically  when  there’s  no  ulterior  motive  in  mind.  doing  anything  without  a  set  goal  is  unlike  him,  but  he’s  good  at  pretending  like  he  does  have  a  plan,  albeit  having  it  hidden  beneath  otherwise  cynical  features.  acting  is  second  nature  for  him,  and  this  is  a  moment  in  which  he’s  eternally  grateful  for  it  ;  his  nervousness  is  almost  untraceable  beyond  his  uneven  breathing  and  inability  to  focus  his  attention  on  just  one  spot  in  the  room.  “  surprise  me,  ”  he  replies  when  the  question  is  posed,  sitting  back  and  folding  his  hands  in  his  lap.  paying  for  something  like  this  has  always  sounded  quite  laughable  to  minjoon,  so  it  took  a  special  kind  of  pull  to  someone  for  him  to  entertain  the  idea  beyond  a   ‘ maybe  one  day. ’   although  he  does  a  horrible  job  at  showing  it,  him  being  here  in  the  first  place  is  a  testament  in  and  of  itself.  “  no  pressure,  of  course,  ”  he  adds.   “  i  trust  your  judgement.  ”  although  one  would  think  that  comments  like  that  would  be   friendly,  they’re   open  for  interpretation.  

                                          … ◜ so much for trying to cater to minjoon and do his job as a host. a quiet sigh left will’s lips as he started to make his own usual order. instant coffee with two creams and two sugars. the other boy wanted a surprise, so that’s what he’d get. it also didn’t take nearly as long to make as the freshly ground coffee or tea that bolin constantly asked will to make for him. once they were ready, he sat back down next to his client. ‘ this is what i normally drink. just a regular coffee with some sugar and cream. it’s basic, but it keeps me going. law students practically bleed coffee, am i right? ’ he could chastise himself for how awkward he was being right now. what happened to his natural hosting abilities? were the frustrations of the day throwing him off or was it the presence of one of his classmates showing up here? he didn’t know. whatever it was, he needed to fix it. and soon. he couldn’t drive away a request. ‘ have you decided what you’re gonna do your paper on? i can’t figure out just yet what i want to research. ’

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thervnaways‌:

                  “did– did you just say a ‘mean tree’?” incredulous at she looks at him, brows raised, toni can’t help but laugh– not at him, though. it was just the image of it seemed so funny, she couldn’t even hide her amusement, and she didn’t care if she might’ve bothered anyone else in the class with it. besides, the other duos were talking to each other, too, so she was probably free to laugh to her heart’s content. “great to meet you, seo woojin.” she knew who he was. everyone kinda did. “i’m toni.” 

                                       … ◜ the overwhelming sense of pride that swept through him when she laughed made him smile. anyone who knew him just a few years ago, when he was fumbling over himself while forced to talk to pretty girls, would be in awe of him now. he was almost in awe of  HIMSELF . ‘ i did. three years running. these dimples were the stars of the show, i tell you. ’ so what if they were being loud? the class was almost over and he had a great partner. if someone had a problem, they could come to talk to him later and he’d apologize or something. ‘ toni, huh? nice name. would our team name would be wooni? maybe toojin? ’

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complexitics‌:

there was no way a film junkie like herself would turn down on the opportunity to help out with a film. she hasn’t done anything in film before but always been curious to see how things were structured and executed behind the scenes. she was so into the zone of things that she didn’t realize how late it was getting. julie didn’t seem to mind since she was a night owl herself, there was always something magical about being awake while people were resting for the night. normally her nights were used to come up with choreography for school or even to just practice. julie hummed to herself picking up little scraps that were left on the couch and into the bin. her body was wrapped around an abandoned sweater of someone’s since had left the window open. “its no big deal, i was apart of the mess too.” she assured him shrugging her shoulder slightly.  “repay me? hm, well are you maybe a brunch kind of person?” she wondered tilting her head slightly, eyes filled with curiosity.  

                                       … ◜  tai pondered the possibility of brunch for just a few moments. it didn’t sound that bad. while he wouldn’t exactly say he was a brunch kind of guy, he didn’t exactly mind it at all. ‘ i can make the arrangements whenever you’re ready. are there any good places around here? ’ in his large brain of knowledge, tai knew all of the best places to hold an important meeting over lunch. but knew nothing of any breakfast places. not to mention, he rarely ever ate that meal anyway. he much preferred to skip it. if he did eat breakfast, it was a strong black coffee. nothing else. his stomach couldn’t handle a full meal in the mornings or anything sugary and sweet like his usual americano. the host gathered his things into his bag and smiled softly. ‘ i get the feeling you’re not too bothered by the whole filming at night thing. a couple people gave me a hard time about it, everyone else were way too afraid of me to even approach me. ’

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cherrysbcmb‌:

   ‘      OKAY,   SO   MAYBE   SHE   hadn’t   been   expecting   to   be   snapped   at   &&   the   female   just   looked   over   at   the   male   with   a   rather   confused   expression   on   her   face.   ‘      uh…i…uh,      ’   she   stuttered,   feeling   a   little   humiliated   but   the   female   shut   her   mouth   &&   just   sipped   on   her   drink   instead,   realizing   she’d   pissed   him   off   quite   badly   without   intending   to.

                                       … ◜ normal people would feel bad when they saw the look on this girl’s face. hanbin wasn’t normal people. ‘ let me ask you this. W H A T ’ S   M Y   N A M E ? ’ words, plan, and an air of mischievous plotting were whizzing through his head. should she get it wrong, and he was betting that she would, he might just make her life a living hell. for her sake, a part of him hoped she knew it was hanbin and not kangmin. his brain couldn’t wrap around that possibility. if she indeed did know, he would fumble and be at a loss for words. he would also be an individual, able to be told apart from his brother.

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cherrysbcmb‌:

        HIS   EYES   LOOKED   OVER   the   male   before   he   sighed   &&   refilled   his   glass   with   the   alcohol.   ever   since   his   fall   from   the   figurative   throne,   the   one   which   he   had   been   pushed   off   of   when   he’d   been   kicked   out   of   his   group   &&   his   company,   the   male   had   taken   to   such   substances   to   help   him   get   through   it.   even   if   he   had   someone   to   help   him   with   the   sexual   desires   he   faced,   the   alcohol   helped   him   get   through   the   unnecessary   emotions   &&   it   dulled   everything   down   to   a   point   that   didn’t   matter   to   him   whatsoever.   ‘      you’re   not   even   gonna   stay   for   breakfast   or   whatever   ??      ’   he   asked.   he’d   never   been   the   catering   kind   of   guy,   but   he’d   still   shove   some   bread   in   the   toaster   &&   make   it   toast   along   with   giving   some   orange   juice   –   it   wasn’t   romantic,   no,   but   he   didn’t   do   romance   anymore.   

                                         … ◜ muscles ached and bones cracked as he stretched out, preparing to take his leave. there was a silent wish that haru would give in to his subtle pouting and beg for him to stay, yet he knew it was for naught. the other male wasn’t the type for that, nor did it look like he was in a particularly giving mood. even if he was offering the sad excuse for a breakfast that the soccer player would often take him up on, just for another few minutes in his presence. the sheets rustled as he slipped out of bed to put his clothes on. ‘ no, that’s alright. i should get going. got a lot of studying and everything else. ’ short, sweet, and to the point. woojin didn’t waste his breath saying anything else. he was sure the other really didn’t care. and he didn’t want to risk slipping up and spewing out any other information. 

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withdrwns‌:

DAIYU  STUMBLES  BACK  when  he  runs  into  her,  fingers  barely  keeping  her  iced  coffee  and  phone  from  falling  to  the  concrete  below  them.     “  fuck,  dude,  ”    her  voice  is  low,  brows  furrowed  as  she  tries  to  catch  a  glance  behind  him.     “  are  there  still  people  in  there?     my  roommate  said  he’d  give  me  a  ride  to  my  job  but  i’ve  been  standing  out  here  for  forty-five  minutes  and  he  hasn’t  answered  my  texts.  ”     unaware  that  she’d  started  babbling,  she  sips  on  her  coffee  and  finally  looks  up  at  him,  waiting  for  an  answer.

                                          … ◜ woojin awkwardly tries to prevent anything from falling off of the girl. he’d feel really bad if she spilled her coffee or broke her phone because he was clumsy and careless. ‘ only the coach, sorry. do you think maybe he forgot? ’ a strong hand runs through his hair as his brain churned it’s gears, trying to come up with a plan and get this girl home. ‘ i can give you a ride, if that’s the case. my driver should be out in the parking lot  WAITING  already. ’ it was so problem to him to do so. especially with the good mood he was in. what was a little detour on the way home if it was doing a good deed for someone in need?

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withdrwns‌:

SUNMI  WOULDN’T  BE  HERE  if  not  for  the  incessant  pushing  of  her  friends;  go  out,  have  fun,  forget  about  skating  for  a  moment  -  which,  she  had  forgotten  about  it,  but  in  it’s  place  was  the  pure  amazement  of  the  host  that’d  gotten  quite  the  crowd.     (  did  these  pick  up  lines  actually  work  on  people?  )     sunmi  hums,  meeting  his  gaze  without  hesitation  and  crossing  her  arms  over  her  chest.    “  people  really  fall  for  that?  ”

                                          … ◜ the resistance to his charms was something that the host had rarely ever seen. come to think of it, he couldn’t remember a time where it wasn’t enough. ‘ fall for that? you mean, for me? i suppose it’s only natural when my words are so genuine. ’ bolin leaned back in his seat, taking a sip from the teacup in his hand. ‘ every single client is special to me. every single one of you get my heart racing and my veins pulsing with adoration. ’ he had no point to prove. the delicate words spewing from his lips were partnered with such a matter-of-fact nature that he could fall in love with himself. how could he help it when he was so dashing and  S E N S I T I V E ? mumbles around the other requests echoed his thoughts. some of them even sent glares to the non-believer. ‘ your name is sunmi, correct? ’ 

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open:  females / males  / non-binary   muses.

muse:  tai onruang. men’s club host & film major.

plot:   your muse is playing some part in the film production for tai’s short film he has to make for class and stayed after to help him clean up for whatever reason. as payment, he wants to take your muse our for food or coffee. 

                                         … ◜ it was late. really late. for him, it was just another night. the nature of the beast that was film making circulated around late nights and practically living on iced americanos. by this point, tai had even looked into an iv drip of the liquid. however, just because he was used to it, didn’t mean everyone was. which is why it surprised him when someone from the small crew he was working with decided to stay. he wasn’t cruel, no matter how uncaring or nonchalant he was. he would never force anyone to stay just to clean. in fact, during times of solace like this, he sort of preferred to be alone. some of his greatest ideas have manifested during nights like this. that wasn’t saying he wasn’t grateful for the help though. once the room was pieced back to it’s original state, he turned back to his helper. ‘ thank you very much. you really didn’t have to do that. ’ tai was nothing if not polite and charming. ‘ please let me repay you? it doesn’t have to be tonight. i know it’s late. i just really appreciate you staying to help me. ’

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strcwsberries‌:

open:   females   /   males   /   non-binary   muses.

muse:   saito   haru,   an   ex-idol   &&   now   a   mess.

plot:   your   muse   &&   haru   have   been   sleeping   together   with   no   strings   attached   but   your   muse   has   started   to   gain   feelings   for   haru   but   he’s   still   hung   up   on   his   ex.

      HARU   SAT   UP   IN   the   bed,   running   his   hands   through   his   now   messy   hair   before   he   looked   over   at   the   other   –   he’d   set   up   strict   rules   when   he’d   agreed   to   becoming   their   friend   with   benefits;   no   strings   attached,   no   feelings   were   allowed   to   happen.   especially   not   when   he   was   so   hung   up   over   the   ex   that   he   loved   so   dearly,   even   if   they   were   the   reason   why   he   was   kicked   out   from   his   company   &&   why   he   was   no   longer   an   idol.   ‘   why   are   you   acting   strange   ??      ’   the   male   asked,   a   little   irritated   &&   confused   at   the   same   moment   as   he   reached   forward   for   the   flask   of   tequila   he   kept   with   him   at   all   times.   removing   the   cap,   he   swallowed   large   amounts   of   the   liquid,   not   even   wincing   or   grimacing   as   it   burned   down   his   throat.   ‘      don’t   beat   around   the   bush,   just   come   outright   &&   say   why   you’re   acting   so   strange.   don’t   even   deny   it   because   i   know   you.      ’

                                          … ◜ a long roll of his eyes was all woojin intended on giving the other male. not at the irritation or confusion evident in his tone and demeanor but at the swig of tequila he took. the habit annoyed him more than anything else haru could come up with. well, other than not liking him back. the soccer player wouldn’t fault him for that one, however. it was clear from the beginning of this.... friendship that there wouldn’t be anything more than what they were doing now.  woojin was surprised he even got this far. ‘ nothing. just gonna go back home. ’ in reality, he’d probably just go back to the soccer field and take out his frustrations. no matter how hard he’d tried, he failed to keep this a simple friends with benefits. he always wanted more. he couldn’t help it.

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bckseat‌:

                                                   soyi was waiting for the other patiently. truthfully, she knew how busy the male was. constantly she tried not to push him when they met or chase him when he didn’t arrive on time. what was the point when mainly she was just looking forward to seeing him. the girl kept occupied with work that she had to finish off so she thought of it more as a blessing in disguise. a small laugh left her mouth as she heard his voice. shaking her head as a way of telling him not to worry, she placed her book down and stood up as she walked over to him. ‘ don’t worry about it. you’re here now, ’ she said as she began to play and fix his hair, a content sigh leaving her mouth. ‘ it’s like you always know how to make me happy, ’ she teased before standing back and smiling. ‘ hair is all fixed. ’

                                     … ◜ jianyu was still extremely groggy after his nap. there wasn’t really much time for him to wake up. that’s why when he actually felt her fingers in his hair, he was pretty surprised. it wasn’t unwelcome, however. just unusual and he didn’t expect it. but she liked it. and that was all that mattered. ‘ that’s my job, isn’t it? ’ a wide smile graced his features. although making others happy wasn’t his original goal in coming to the club, he couldn’t deny how good it made him feel. soyi’s laugh, in particular, was one of his favorites out of all of his clients. even if he’d never told her that. ‘ thank you. what have you been up to today? did you miss me? ’ 

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oizysd‌:

            FREEDOM  LIKE  THIS  IS  AN  ODD  thing  to  have,  especially  when  it’s  paired  with  a  curiosity  like  his.  although  he’s  good  at  an  array  of  different  things,  all  thanks  to  the  carefully  curated  schedule  (  containing  an  even  blend  of  sports  and  music,  but  mostly  emphasizing  academics  )   he  was  given  in  his  early  years,  there’s  a  lot  of  things  he  lost  out  on.  making  friends  organically,  for  one  thing,  isn’t  something  he’s  good  at  unless  they’re  stuck  up  brats  who  only  see  him  as  his  net  worth.  as  such,  being  interested  in  another  person  is  completely  beyond  him,  especially someone  so  ordinary.  usually,   he’d  prefer  to  stay  away  until  said  interest  died  down  (  and  he  found  an  easier  conquest  ),  but  this  time,  he  ended  up  here.  minjoon  has  never  really  spoken  to  will  beyond  what  was  necessary  for  any  courses  they  had  together,  and  even  now,   he  remains  cool  and  distant,  which  explains  why  most  people  deem  him  as  unapproachable.  (  and  this  is  him  trying  his  best,  but  his  attempt  clearly  falls  short  of  what  should  be  expected  from  someone  who  paid  money  to  be  here  ).  “  mm, ”  he  replies,  taking  time  to  think  the  question  over.  “  i  prefer  coffee,  actually.  do  you  mind?  ”  at  least  he’s  well - mannered,  but  it  doesn’t  outweigh  how  bad  he  is  at  the  rest  of  this.

                                           … ◜ it was awkward, truth be told. the air was stale and there was a weird vibe in the air coming from minjoon. fascination maybe? will was used to that. since he had joined the club, he was often fawned over for his novelty of being the only host who wasn’t from a prominent family. which was honestly just a fancy way of saying he was... P O O R. there was a curt not at his client’s request. ‘ of course. ’ will got up and wandered to a small cart nearby. ‘ how do you take your coffee? and would you prefer freshly ground or instant? ’ most others preferred freshly ground, but he always asked in case they were feeling daring that day. other clients ( not to mention the other hosts ) were watching the pair. he supposed that it did look odd. someone with such a standoffish persona paying to spend time with an average guy like will? the resident plaything of the men’s club? it didn’t matter to him though. it never did. he could only hope they he’d be entertaining enough for the other boy to come back. he really needed the requests.

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thervnaways‌:

                  from the corner of her eye, toni looks at her new class partner and has to stop herself from breaking out into laughter right there, a little too amused by his honesty– she appreciated it, especially because she just assumed the members of their club were all stuck up and wouldn’t have admitted such a thing so easily. “i guess you’re lucky your partner does.” she leans closer, a hand gingerly pointing on one of the topics in the book. “we need to report on this. prof said we could be creative with it if we wanted.”

                                        … ◜ if there was anything he was grateful for, it would be being as lucky as he was to get this particular partner. someone who knew what was going on even when he didn’t. ‘ sweet. how do you wanna do this? a video? a skit? i can play a mean tree, you know. ’ a grin broke his features. it was the truth. to beef up his profile in high school, he joined a plethora of school clubs. musical theatre just happened to be on the list, despite his lack of talent. for three years in a row, he graced the stage as a tree. and he was happy that way. ‘ i’m woojin, by the way. seo woojin. ’

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