TEMPTRESS - SEMI-HIATUS

' baby, I've got some damn BAD intentions. '

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SNSD -  Taeyeon (MAMA 2015)

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saxngjon

black suit embroidered with maroon threads, the man who was sitting next to the stranger only smirked slightly. life. what a beautiful lie that many love and others despise, either way, Death sees nothing in the life of others – he only meets others at the end or one that he is drawn to. but the man just shows interest with sharp eyes, a side glance to the woman.

  “life is where you experience things, death is just the outcome after your life. it has to give you these   sorts of tragedies to shape something out of you. “

a sly smile as he takes a drink of his own before continuing.

  “ that’s why alcohol exists, doesn’t it? for you to forget about life for the moment being?“

“ mm. “

a quiet hum of agreement follows his inquiry. the corners of her mouth twitches, although not quite forming into a smile. 

“ is that why you’re here? “

she watches him from the corner of her eye. his aura was somewhat unsettling. dangerous, even. however, taeyeon feels strangely COMFORTABLE in his presence, as if they had been long time friends ( when it certainly wasn’t the case ). perhaps she should’ve been wary, but there is nothing left but a flame of c u r i o s i t y kindled by him. if she had been a ‘normal’ human being, she would’ve been frightened.

but a weapon doesn't feel FEAR. 

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❛ And above all, watch with glittering eyes                the whole world around you because the greatest s e c r e ts are ALWAYS hidden                           in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in m a g i c will never find it. ❜

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MUN; I know I’ve been absent for a while. been busy with school lately. I might be able to get to replies on the weekends ( if my muse is there, hopefully ). just know that they’re all currently in my drafts for now.~

on another note, someone stop jeon jeongguk holy moly.

[fairytaling]

❝ I’m fucked up, I’m black and blue. I’m built for it, all the abuse. ❞

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[girls-generation]

뷰티쁠 9월호 태연

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viicis

his lips curl into an amused grin at her short-lived shock. he knows all too well that he can’t just lie without good enough fabricated evidence, and what better false confirmation to give his audience than that which is literally right in front of them?

the behavior of couples is common enough for him to be able to replicate it well enough— he’s not big on romance, but he’s a good actor.

sungjin tucks a strand of stray hair behind her ear, an almost wooden gesture

“don’t get jealous,” he says, just loud enough for the throng of women to hear. suddenly, he remembers why he tends not to say these things; they sound hideous. he delivers a subtle, well-timed wink to his accomplice and a hint of a smile plays on his features. “i don’t even know them.”

“ oppa. “

the word is sighed lovingly, followed by a coquettish beam plastered on her liar’s mask. for added emphasis, she rested her head on his shoulder and gazed at him affectionately. 

“ I just don’t want them to take you away from me. “

dishonesty rolls smoothly from her sharp tongue. for the particularly observant, one could easily unearth the truth underneath the spontaneous farce ( although thankfully, the females were gullible intoxicated idiots ). however, she admits that his charade was rather IMPRESSIVE to witness, especially under the scrutiny of approximately fifteen girls who circled him as though he were prey. 

from the corner of her eye, she notices a few wandering off to search for the next ‘catch’ of the night. 

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                                           give    back    my                                            CHILDHOOD                                            I have never had.

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                       ‘    I’ve been called a MONSTER,  called a demon,  called a F A K E.

                                            I’m not an idol,  not an ANGEL,  not a saint.

                                                         I don’t want to know your name,                                                 ‘cause I’ll C U T your throat all the same.   ‘

                                                                     KIM TAEYEON.                                            infamous hitman. | dancer && singer at a club.                                                            UNAFFILIATED. FOR HIRE. 

                               indie au kim taeyeon / oc. | selective. | multiship. | multiverse.

currently under co.

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STARTER CALL!

like this post for a starter of varying sizes ( mutuals only! ). mainly short.

[sailor-musings]

                                                     In a world that has cheated me,

                                      WHY should I play FAIR?

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mxcabre

Benji was always the person who stood out during horror movies, being one of the few in the crowd who would always be visibly unaffected by anything that happened on screen. In fact, if one didn’t know any better, and simply looked at him, they’d think he was enjoying the latest drama. Perhaps he had grown calloused over the years of constant exposure to such material, perhaps it was just that this movie in all honesty was bad. If you asked him, he’d just tell you it was probably a mix of both. However what he was not expecting was for the stranger sitting beside him to express the same sentiment. Her words grab his attention, and he turns to look at her with a raised brow. “Honestly the acting is the best that anyone would be able to do with such a shitty script.” He mutters back, the corners of his lips quirking up in an amused sort of smirk.

she finds herself silently agreeing with him. breathy laughter is stifled by the back of her hand.

“ and yet, these people look like they’ve seen the devil. “

it was rather SAD to see that he was entertaining her more than the movie itself. her indifferent gaze sweeps over the others in the audience, watching with thinly veiled amusement at their shrieks and cowering from the pathetic jump scares. 

“ the world is much more TERRIFYING than this. “

taeyeon scoffs. people were too naive.

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viicis

he shrugs, tipping back the last of his cognac. one person talking to him was fine, two people meant an uncomfortable game of ‘who do i look at whilst speaking,’ but a whole group squealing at him had sungjin irritated, to say the least. anyways, he’d much rather talk to the girl next to him, who, for one, isn’t shrieking. as it turns out, he’s much more pleasant to talk to when the other party is calm and not drunker than he is.

“my disinterest should really be enough for them to leave me alone, but…” he trails off, rolling his eyes at the women behind him.

there’s a wave of giggles as he turns back to his lone ally. “want to help me lie?”

she nearly CHOKES on air, although was quick enough to collect herself. 

“ me? “

a brow raises incredulously. it was her suggestion, but his sudden inquiry catches her off guard. taeyeon swallows thickly, lips thinning. she supposed she could take responsibility for her words, and it would quickly get rid of these nuisances. the two would benefit, so what was the harm in playing along? 

“ fine. “

she turns and casually loops her arm with his. the temptress glances over at him from the corner of her eye, a devious smirk blossoming onto her placid features. 

pretending was one of her specialties. 

“ make it believable. “

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nevxrwhere

Jungsoo raises an eyebrow, staring at the woman with a lack of amusement. “How observant of you.”

“ you give off an unusual aura. “

she elaborates further, cheek resting against her palm. there was something about him that was unlike the people she encounters in the streets. 

“ what do you do? “

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jaenitor

   “You get used to it. Some of them are becoming much more considerate and taking into account that an actual HUMAN being is cleaning up after their mess.”

  Under her scrutinizing stare, he’s vigorously scrubbing away at remnants of spoiled coffee on the floor. Yet much to his dismay, beads of sweat are already starting to form and he PRAYS the foul odor would fail to accompany it.

  “It kinda makes you sympathize with all the Moms in the world.”

“ mm. “

there’s a heavy silence that follows after. she never had a mother ( for she had been an orphan for the majority of her existence ). sometimes, she wondered what it actually felt like to be loved and cherished by someone. was it warm, like they described it in those countless novels?

dark lashes tickle her skin as she lowers her gaze. fingertips press gently against her chest, feeling the steady heartbeat thumping against her ribcage. it felt empty. cold.

a soft exhale has her shoulders slumping. taeyeon rises from her seat and carefully comes closer.

“ I’ll help you. “

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amsijang

                    ❛  actually you are —– i’m not even sure how the fuck you got passed the front gate.  ❜  jimin, it was probably that dumbass who left it open, he did that often.          from out under the hood, he stepped back with a yellow cloth in hand, dabbing away the oil and grime that had glittered his palms too beautifully. eyes examined her slowly from head to toe, she didn’t seem like the type that would ACCIDENTALLY walk onto property notoriously known.  ❛  the fuck you weren’t, it’s hard to walk around and actually miss this place.        so did you actually just stumble upon here or  ——– ?  ❜

“ yeah. honest. guess I was lost in thought. “

the truth spills easily despite her deceitful tongue. there was no reason to L I E. she was distracted ( oh what a rarity ) by the prospect of quiet murder, and happened to find herself in the very spot she was currently standing in.  

“ sorry, again. that was careless of me. “

“ lot of liars, I assume? “

it was most likely reckless of her to prolong the task with a trivial conversation, especially with one that could potentially be a witness. but she couldn’t help but feel INTRIGUED-- why would he still be out at such an ungodly hour?

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the struggle is real