#( no problem! )

[haebindocs]

@gcmiho​ . . . replying from here. 

If it was half full Haebin would have decided to pour more water in her cup. Seeing how thirsty she might have been coming from outside, Haebin was able to understand that feeling. “hmm, nothing really I was just thinking about you-- that’s all..” He chuckles. “So, what’s been going on? it’s been awhile since we’ve met-- anything new?” 

[winglessarcher]

((Using Smash Verse for this, hope you don't mind!)) "Hello Pit! Sure has been a while since we last met, hasn't it?"

“Simon?! The Simon Belmont?! Dude! It’s been too long!!” The angelic brunette gave Simon a big toothy smile. “Goddesses! I feel old! It really has been a hot minute since we last talk, huh? Hahaha!!”

[kasiun]

"i don’t want to look 'pretty,' i want to look otherwordly and vaguely threatening." // thanks for the follow!

text post starters.status: not accepting. | @kngmnzy

“I’m a firm believer in reaching for the stars, chasing your dreams, but…” When his voice trails off, he hopes the dubious expression forming on his features (the typical drawn eyebrows, head that tilts over to the side with air sucked through his teeth) would pick up the slack and covey his message in place. It’s all in good fun, he knows, his own tone holding the same kind of playfulness she’d exhibited with the grand request, unable to keep from teasing her for it just a little further. “You’re about just as threatening as a lion cub’s first attempt at a roar.” A taunting smile follows, shoulders shaking with subtle laughter. “But don’t let that stop you from taking your shot at it.

[past-unbeliever-archived-blog]

@thatdisneyduck continued [X]

Henry couldn’t help but to chuckle at the certain comment. The duck really was the funny one, being the way he is right now. “I can totally tell...” Was his only reply to that proclaimed statement before tilting his own head to the side slightly, “It’s really a dream of mine to meet one of Walt Disney’s characters. Very nice to meet you.”

[naeunsona-blog]

’ It’s a doll. What’s the worse that can happen? ’ / thanks for following

“Have you not seen how creepy they look at night?” The female’s voice heightened slightly with the thought of the doll on her mind. “Ough. I would never buy that for my kids.” 

[yeolkeot]

( @boksoonie​ )

blame it on the drugs. no really. blame it on the fucking drugs.

in no other context would kihyun bare himself open so easily, in no other situation. friends, family, acquaintances, strangers alike ( his therapist is an exception ). he doesn’t hide his current shortcomings; he’s shameless when he admits his deeds. he’s the kid raising his hand when the principal asks who started the fight. he’s the one brandishing bruised knuckles and a bloody toothy grin. he thinks it’s a way of cleaning the slate in the present admitting to bad deeds as if they’ll cross atonement off the board. 

that’s not the case. he knows that’s not the case so why ask something like this out of the blue. it’s got to be the drugs. well the grass. he hasn’t had a good hit in a while and right now he’s feeling the best high of his fucking life. it’s why her words sort of slide across his ears, much like the wind on his back and the joint in his lips.

“everyone’s got potential to be bad, ‘s not big deal if you’ve done some bad shit.” it is a big deal, a real big deal. but there’s no one around to tell him that and he likes that. he likes that he could be surrounded by bad people, sick people, broken people and still smile. “ ‘s okay to be a little selfish. I’d rather karma not take so long if it’s gonna come.” he spreads his arms wide to the universe, drinking in false concepts and dreams. “if you’re gonna hit me karma then hit me!” presently kihyun thinks his karma is really good.

“if it were me? karma would definitely kick my ass and leave me out to air so it could do it again. does that make me a bad person? shit, maybe.”

[hxnryz-archived]

@jngyenni:

“It’s not that bad.. right?” It was known that her fashion sense are not top-notched when they have no schedules. She would simply wear what she wore at the dorm to go out to get things from the convenience store. It was never a problem for her since no one really recognise her most of the time but somehow, she just had to bump into Henry, the big sunbae in the industry, today.

Henry gives a small shrug of his shoulder with his head cocking to the side, about to tell her that it’s indeed not that bad — but when his eyes wander up and down her outfit once more, he just can’t help but laugh instead. It really isn’t that bad, though. It’s just one of those situations where you know you shouldn’t be laughing and you do it, anyway. Some reflex. Or something. “No, it’s okay,” he says, and even though he’s sincere he absolutely doesn’t sound so. “I mean, look at me. No better, is it?” Still with a grin on his lips, Henry gestures to his sweatpants and the way-too-big hoodie he’s wearing, its hood tugged up over his head. With a black beanie underneath it. It’s cold outside, so ... “Actually, I prefer that kinda look, anyway. Looks comfy.”