#bluhr

[jayflrt]

first!! just read the riki fic,, it was so beautiful and fluffy and i enjoyed it v much. lend some writing talent 😞

second!! JUNGWON STARING AT HEESEUNG IM CACKLING SO HARD OH MY GOD—

“there’s a 13 year old staring at me”

“on a college campus?”

“idk kids are smart these days?!!”

i audibly LAUGHED.

anyways. i hope you’re having a great day :))

hello !! tysm for reading the riki fic ! i’m so glad you liked it 🥰🥰 and PLS you got all the talent on your own 🤲

HELP IM GLAD YOU LIKED THE UPDATE TOO poor jungwon is getting slandered <//3 but i hope you’re having a great day/night as well !!

[jayflrt]

YN DOWNBAD FOR HEESEUNG OH MY GOSHABSJSNDBDJ (and vice versa lmao)

also ples this series is so funny you are a comedian i’ve been laughing nonstop for the past ten minutes 😩

AHHH THANK YOU IM GLAD UR ENJOYING ♡ !! and yes i’m such a whore for mutual pining 😞 i need both parties diagnosed with Down Bad Syndrome or else

[sunghun]

a colour i’ll never know >>>

one of my fav fics i’ve ever read!!

awwww thank you so much!! i’m really proud of that one so i’m glad you liked it!! <33

[choiwrld]

HII LOVEY! can i be on way home taglist ples ❤️

OMG HI! and ofc i’ll add you 😄

[iyeonjuni]

hihi!! can i be on the heartstrings taglist?? <3 it looks like it’ll be really good 😽

hiii of course!! and thank uu <33

[sunghun]

hi lovely :D can i please on the taglist for oh, baby?

heyyy omg absolutely!! <33

[overachieversloth]

I dunno why or how I got this shitty throat inflammation, but you know what, I'm ready for it to go back to normal like, twenty hours ago.

[theeletricchair]

Do palco um desastre, das luzes pigmentadas de sangue, do prazer estampado no olho de quem agride, espetáculo de violência pura, simples, sem qualquer motivo, os atores reais gladiavam aos socos e ponta-pés, o público se assustava mas sua atenção era possuída aos som das colisões dos bastões hostis e a gargalhada de todos que trocavam golpes pela estrutura de madeira, o caos imperava, a tormenta ria dos rostos de quem ali assistia, os pés trincavam de vontade de participar daquele show de hematomas recém formados, mas o medo os grudavam com toda forças aos bancos de metal gelado, pensavam porque o teatro teria se transformado naquele carnaval de correntes lançados, paus quebrados, sangue cuspido, olhos roxos e gargalhadas das mais sinceras, sim posso dizer, quem ainda tenta manter a sanidade jamais entenderá a emoção de uma boa briga. Um beijo à loucura, ao prazer, à insanidade