#5ydnx

[thesambam]

repost and fill in the answers you most associate your character with to each question.

Samantha.

ANIMAL: Beagle COLOR: White MONTH: May SONG: Bad Liar by Selena Gomez NUMBER: 5 DAY OR NIGHT: Night PLANT: Cucumber SMELL: Vanilla base with floral accents GEMSTONE: Amethyst SEASON: Spring PLACE: Library FOOD: Chilli cheese fries ASTROLOGICAL SIGN: Pisces ELEMENT: Air DRINK: Vernors diet ginger soda

tagged by: @shadowraiths tagging: @ohsvn @iceur @florichor @spellbks @5ydnx @rollingstvne

[yulrei-blog]

スターター: @5ydnx (for jung eunbi) タイトル: hello... miss?

It had been a good fifteen minutes since the strange customer had been circling around the bakery. Yumi’s eyebrows only furrowed in annoyance because all she thought was that, if the young girl wasn’t going to buy anything, then she should just leave. Was she just loitering around Passion 5? Or was she really having trouble picking out something to get? Who knows.

As another five minutes had passed, Yumi finally decided to go up to the girl. “Hey, are you planning on buying something? Or do you need some help?”

[lost-98]

➥ @5ydnx / continued.

Eunbi flinched and pulled her hand back to herself with a sob, her eyes welling up with tears from having the letter opener slammed down on her middle finger during a test game of pinfinger. “You said you knew what you where doing, you moron!” 

He couldn’t help it, while Felix retracted the object on reflex he began to let out a faint laugh. “I’m sorry! You were talking too much, you made me lose my focus. Jesus.” Calming down the slightest, but still holding a grin on his face the male set down the letter opener and traded it for a damp washcloth instead. “Let me see, it can’t be that bad. I hope.”

[antiira-blog]

" i can't believe you asked me that."

+ i can’t believe … sentence starters.status: accepting • for @5ydnx

❛ i can’t believe you asked me that. ❜

the two of them just left a beauty store in the mall, one of a handful that they already went to. leena said she needed supplies and that she wanted to look at a few things. but half an hour at each? junseo felt drained. as he shadowed his friend, he began to memorize the brands that he saw: pony, moonshot, chantecaille, sk-ii, etude house, sulwhasoo, hera, it goes on. so many for so long that it just slipped out of his mouth, “how long can you stay in a makeup shop?”

her direct retort to a statement like his was eye contact coupled with an, “i can’t believe you asked me that.”

“what?” he asked, barely looking up at her to gage her reaction as he checked his phone messages, then repeated his question. “how long can you stay in a makeup shop?”

[kultaxjaeyoung]

all the constellation questions

Centaurus: Favourite holiday?

I’ll go with Christmas, because I have a lot of good memories about Christmas.

Orion: Favourite month?

November. Everyone gives you free shit just for getting older.

Cassiopeia: Favourite book?

Heroin Diaries. It’s just a really good book that I highly recommend anyone to read.

Delphinus: Favourite study?

True Crime and History

Hercules: Favourite instrument?

Bass.

Gemini: Favourite song?

Taivas Tahtiveerhoineen.

Pegasus: Favourite place to be?

Snowy forests in the perfect spot to watch the Lights.

Libra: Favourite colour?

Pink~

Phoenix: Favourite thing to wear?

Well worn and super soft and super baggy band shirts and skin tight ripped jeans with either my boots or converse.

Aries: Favourite movie?

Repo! The Genetic Opera

Cygnus: Favourite weather?

Really rainy and gloomy.

Hydra: Favourite sound?

My mother’s humming.

[antiira-blog]

STARTER FOR: @5ydnx

YOGA IS NEVER THE ANSWER, Junseo decided, no matter the question. This is especially if the question asked is “What shall we do for the next two hours?” Otherwise, the man will find himself in positions that test his flexibility and are extremely unfavorable to the groin. The fact that Junseo detests yoga as much as he does, given how frequently he spars at his local dojang impresses most people. Including Leena. 

“I actually cannot believe you got me to come here,” Junseo complains as he, among other women in the room, fold into the child’s pose. His nose hits the mat, a feat that rarely occurs when he trains, and his forehead drips onto the rubber material. “This is equally boring as it is useful.”