#-- para

[dhnnxt]

-- ` supernatural

starter for @dhnllyr

Was she a science girl, senses before one believes kinda gal or a gullible one that over indulges in ghost stories for bedtime entertainment. Nat truly doesn’t know. She was too busy running around the field before, now more focused on the business side of things and occasionally tap on her artistic side when she takes up a client. To put it simply, Nat has rarely time to explore just what kind of ‘something’ would peak her interest. 

So when she stumbles upon a man talking about something supernatural or of that sort, she couldn’t help but to be curious. She observes silently, her navy training paying off as she does so unnoticeably. But soon enough, listening in the sideline wasn’t going to cut for her growing curious mind. 

Nat slowly approaches the man, tapping his shoulder politely, “Excuse me” she says with a warm smile. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything... “ She was usually more eloquently than that moment, “but did you just say you’re an occult blogger?” Motioning at the camera he was holding, hoping to God it wasn’t on right then, “what exactly does occult mean?” Tilting her head to the side, looking rather innocent yet wishing she didn’t offend the man with her question. 

[dhnnxt]

-- ` our casa

starter for @dhnilho

Nat beeline her way into his room. Though he was a few years younger than him, Ilho has become her best friend from the moment she moved to Seoul, even during the time of her tour. He knows just about everything there is to know about her, including the horrid nightmares from her navy past. So it wasn’t at all a surprise that she knows the entrance code of his apartment. 

“Yah Ilho!” She mumbles into his pillow. Maybe she could get away with picking the movie for the night. After all he had free reign with her netflix account when he decided to come by her place a few days ago. “Bring us some snacks will you!?” 

With a final sigh, the tattoo artists stands up, ungracefully yet silently moving towards his closet to get a fresh pair of sweats and hoodie. As per usual, she strips then and there and proceeds on to wear his clothes, dumping her used one into the hamper. “I’ll do the laundry in the morning.” She calls out to him, before jumping back into his bed, in the process of snuggling into his blanket when she hears the signs of him coming over. 

[247wendy-blog]

-- Relapse -- Tabi & Wendy

seunghyun247

Things always happen for a reason. That’s what Wendy heard for most part of her childhood and eventually, when she was on high school. That motto stopped making sense to her because she couldn’t imagine how all those things that happened with her during her time in Cheongnam could be part of something big and that would probably change her life. Her mother suffering an accident was a life-changing event, hooking up with random guys in random parties wasn’t. But she didn’t care about it at that time. She wanted to have fun, enjoy her life as much as she could. But enjoying her life fully had its price. She didn’t think it was an addiction, but drinking soon became a part of her life.

However, the time passed, things changed, she changed. The only thing that remained static was how short her tolerance for alcohol was.

Sincerely, the day has been tough and mean to her. She woke up late for her classes in the morning and there was also a seminar she should present but because of her lack of sleep, she ended up messing up everything – she was almost certain that her grade wasn’t one of the best. The cherry on the top was having to deal with some arrogant brats who kept calling the animals of the rescue center old and good for nothing. Long story short, her temper was about to explode and she needed to calm down somehow, that’s how she ended up in a club with a shot of vodka running down her throat, one by one.

It didn’t take her long to feel dizzy and pleased, like a weight was being lifted from her shoulders. She probably changed her mind twice before keeping a less alcoholic drink in front of her. She was blabbing to no one in specific, not really caring if someone stopped to hear her. Just another sip and she’d head back home. She felt tired, exhausted, her muscles were betraying her and she blamed the shots from earlier for that. She felt arms circling her waist but she didn’t fight, she just wanted to rest…

[mbyibo-blog]

settled on the steps of the building in the back of the campus grounds, yibo takes a long drag of his cigarette. taking in the strong taste of the nicotine, he blows it back out as a small yawn follows after. when he could be learning something useful in his class that he didn’t attend, the junior had took it upon himself to skip the class for yet another day. there wasn’t much to do, and he seemed to be the only one that occupied the school grounds besides the one junkie laid back in the grass a few feet away from him. that was a normal site to see, he even wondered how the majority kept their grades up when half of them was spaced. drugs does wonders to the body, and mind he supposed. he looks around the area his attention now focused on the person heading towards the grounds as well. they don’t look familiar to these parts of the school, but he suppose there was a first for everything.