#75bpm

[shecharm]

*   @75bpm​   ||    “YOUR SMELL is rather unique.”  chirps shefox as deep,  amethyst eyes observe him;  the scent of death was very particular  &  my,  did he REEK of it!

she doesn’t dare inch closer  -  no,  no,  the fox was smarter than that.  so,  she merely watches him from a favorable distance.  what,  with hands clasped in the security of oversized kimono sleeves.  she was intrigued.  “tell me,  what is your name?”  she asks;  tails spreading like peacock feathers behind herself to move in hypnotic swish and sway.

[lunaetis]

𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 ?

swear i feel you in my memory i think i've seen you in my dreams

                dreams were often hazy to her, at least when it comes to a certain figure appearing within her subconscious. when those amethyst hues were closed, when her mind drifted elsewhere, she would see him ( @75bpm ). the figure she couldn’t see clearly of the face, yet, at the same time his presence shone so brightly within the foggy mind of her slumber. like she was pulled right back to the time long gone.

                “ i promise i am not trying to flirt but i feel like i've seen you in my dreams. ”

                she still remembered when she said that to him, cheeks painted with a faint shade of pink, decorated with a bashful smile upon her lips as fingers ran themselves through her dark locks. even when the words had left her lips, she couldn’t help feeling shy. it sounded cliché, like some kind of pick-up line one would say to another despite it wasn’t her intention.

                with how their hearts were intertwined, flirting was no longer needed. not when their eyes were filled with nothing but LOVE when they gazed at each other.

maybe in another life i knew you maybe if i try i'll see right through you and i'll remember who we were

                and her eyes were locked to him. the female might believe in love, ardently so, but she had never been a fan of LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT. she believed in falling in love, she believed in the concept of soulmate, red string of fate, all that connection and pull. a hopeless romantic that she was, she couldn’t bring herself to think you can instantly fall for someone.

                so why was it that her heart beat so loudly when he was near ? why she was so overwhelmed by a sense of nostalgia whenever their eyes connected. she didn’t believe she had fallen in love with him at first sight, yet it felt like her heart refused to calm down and it was aching to return to its owner that is not her.

maybe in another time i loved you maybe you're the one that i would run to don't know why it's all a blur i think i know you

                and the way his eyes would settle on her, the way his smile would soften just a little as though he understood what was going through her mind. her hand wanted to reach out to him, to ask, to hold, despite not understanding why it felt like it was their reunion instead of their first meet.

                it took her a long time to admit she felt like she had seen him in her dreams before. and even then, it was embarrassing a confession to make, even more than when she confessed how her heart was full of him.

                “ then it must be a good dream. ”

                his response brought a sense of comfort and warmth. the writer recalled placing her chin in her hand, elbow rested to the surface of the table while head canting and violet orbs locked to his. that lilac hues was full of tender affection as they mellowed, sweetly, lovingly.

have we met before ?

                “ yes. yes, it was. ”

[tragedicna]

@75bpm / sc.

working with high profile clients is nothing new for daehyun, though they were rare. most times, daehyun stuck to paperwork and small-time clients for companies...nothing all too exciting. not until the man across from him came along.

some high-profile, very well-loved lawyer or something. or something. what a joke. of course daehyun's heard of the man...who hasn't? the man is charismatic, good-looking, eloquent...any sort of positive comment that's been said, daehyun's heard of it from the news, from the internet...and earnestly, daehyun can't say he's not a bit CHARMED by conrad (well, physically, that is...who's he to deny that the man had a great body and seemed to just fit his type?).

he just wasn't expecting the man to be here. asking for him. of all interpreters and translators available, conrad chooses daehyun.

"it's a pleasure to be working with you, sir. my name's daehyun, or danny, whichever you prefer," he holds out his hand to the male.

[moonglittering]

Dear Diary. Go moon boy give us your diary and knowledge!

✨ @75bpm. meme. still accepting!

Ever since I was a child I’ve been introverted and sensitive. The memories are vague now but according to my old diary entries I was clearly not a born optimist, and I would feel down from time to time. It was in high school when the depression really hit, which affected my studies, prevented me from going to college and compromised my future. Perhaps it was a given that I would end up depressed as an adult. But even when I changed all the parts of my life that I had wanted to change—my weight, education, hobbies, friends. 

I was still depressed. I didn’t always feel that way, but I would go in and out of a funk that was as inevitable as bad weather. I might go to bed happy and wake up sad and sullen. I couldn’t keep food down when I was stressed, and I would cry constantly when I was ill. I simply gave in to the fact that I was someone who was depressed from birth, and let my world grow darker and darker.

Obviously, I can’t be that person anymore. I have to be as loud and powerful and open as possible, even if others might find me kind of impalpable. I’ve had people tell me I’m a bit too much. I don’t give a single shit about that, though. I have to live loudly! I will live loudly. I’ll be myself and I’ll try to smile through it even through the days the hurt the most. I can’t wake up wishing I was dead ever again.

I’ll be my own strength and pillar. When I open the curtains, the sun will make me feel better. I’ll never let myself down, again. I’m capable, intelligent, sharp-minded, and can do anything. I’ll take my meds and watch a pleasant morning segment about some good news in the world. I’ll be a version of me that my younger self would find cool. Keep your chin up! You don’t have to lug around that version of you from yesterday. Sit them under a tree, tell them to rest, and keep moving forward.

[able8]

New Dubsteppy / Footworky hybrid tune i created under the alias RaptorHandz for Uncomfortable Beats!

[konquestnow]

[cardiotum]

Let’s start things off with the heart!

This is generally what my normal resting heart rate sounds like, which is between 72–76bpm. 💓 Recorded sometime this evening.

{🎧 Headphones ON! Volume UP!}

[villainthey-a]

❛ unless it's to tell me that I'm gorgeous and that you miss me , i won't hear it from you. ❜ ( @75bpm ) hasn't even greated him with a single hug. Not a single kiss. Not a single look and he's feeling neglected.