#cacophxny

[jiroha-blog]

tulip and queen anne's lace

Queen Anne's Lace:Would you rather carve pumpkins or wrap presents?

wrap presents! i'm terrible at carving pumpkins...

Tulip:For your birthday, what kind of cake do you ask for?

um... does cheesecake count as birthday cake? no? then... chocolate. but not sickly.

[viryeole]

All of the texts.

↪  Send ✆ for a morning text

( txt: ☀ ) it's to o earlu to be alive. coffe??

( txt: ☀ ) it's been 2 hrs fucking hell i'm not waiting any longer( txt: ☀ ) you owe me dinner

↪  Send ♠ for a drunk text

( txt: ☀ ) there's a stain on my ceiling that reminds me of you( txt: ☀ ) any symbolic meaning you think?

↪  Send ☏ for a vague text

( txt: ☀ ) if i don't call you in the next hr please call the cops( txt: ☀ ) on second thought please put out a search for me

↪  Send ⁇ for a worried text

( txt: ☀ ) did you get home safe????

↪  Send ♣ for a text not meant for you

( txt: ☀ ) and then when you're done you can send me some nudes( txt: ☀ ) ... shit no i take that back

↪  Send ✘ for a text that should never have been sent

( txt: ☀ ) i kind of think you're cute sometimes?

↪  Send ✺ for a saucy text

( txt: ☀ ) so tell me what you're wearing

↪  Send √ for a long winded confessing text 

( txt: ☀ ) i know i had nerves abt graduating and shit but it's only because i can't bear the thought of leaving this i mean what if we stop hanging after we graduate and we stop talking to each other because life got in the way. i don't think i could bear that.

↪  Send ☠ for misguided advice

( txt: ☀ ) yeah you should totally document your first time drinking on instagram

↪  Send ☢ for a desperate text

( txt: ☀ ) need condoms in the next 15 minutes can you deliver

↪  Send ☼ for a congratulatory text

( txt: ☀ ) heard about your new job! congratulations!!! i'm so fucking proud of you. you better not forget us little people on your way to the top.

[viryeole]

cacophxny replied to your post:

I— (`red rushes up her neck like wildfire and she nudges you with her shoulder) Shut up.

[ » snorts uglily as he bursts out in laughter, hand slapping his thigh. ] I hope you know you're the color of a tomato right now—

[viryeole]

Dare.

Moan the darer’s name.

[ » grins salaciously, arm winding around an arm around you as he clears his throat loudly. ] Min Seohhh-n Hye— [ » accompanies your name with dramatic expression, eyebrows pinched together, mouth falling open suggestively. ]

[jiroha-blog]

mix it up

35. "i don’t need your help."

looking at how the woman had somehow gotten herself tangled up in more wires than he could even count, jiro raises an eyebrow. "are you sure? ‘cause there’s no way you’re getting out of that alone."

[viryeole]

¤

In some turn of events, your muse ends up staying with mine.

She'd convinced him to "let's have a sleepover, just like old times". Except old times included forming harebrained schemes to build the longest kite in Seoul, or maybe even to discover the fastest way to cook ramyun. But certainly not this.

The flash of Seon Hye's phone is all he sees as he blinks, removing his spectacles to wipe the glass against his shirt. "You look dumb in photos, have I ever said that?" she mentions off-handedly, thumbing her smartphone with the reflexes of someone who'd only done it about a million times. And while Chanyeol wasn't new to social media, he hadn't the slightest clue what his "best angle for Instagram" was.

"Only about a million times since we've met," he says, inconspicuously moving away with hopes of escaping this and maybe, just maybe, grab some pizza and beer instead. No such luck. She grins, a flash of something mischievous (as always), tugging him closer by his shirt.

[viryeole]

❝ someday— ;

♪ when the sun begins to shine,  ♪ I hear a song from another time. for her and him.

It’s one of the hottest days of summer that year, or so Chanyeol thinks. He’d removed his tie, then his blazer, then unfastened the first three buttons of his shirt, rolled up his sleeves, removed his shoes, and he was honestly just ten minutes away from stripping.

( txt: ) where r u ( txt: ) if your dead pls holler from the afterlife

He sighed, because of course Seon Hye doesn’t reply. They were due for a lunch date (Chanyeol’s treat, since he’d stupidly lost a bet; it didn’t matter because he was determined to bring Seon Hye to the cheapest eatery in the neighbourhood and was even more determined to ignore her complaints).

Of course, their lunch dates never quite ended with just lunch. There were times he’d find himself in places he wouldn’t actually be, had he not been hanging out with Seon Hye. There were times he’d find himself in restricted sections of museums, in the rooftops of several buildings, and there was that one time he’d goaded her into climbing a tree… and well, he wasn’t planning to do that again. With that thought in mind, he texted her again.

( txt: ) are you okay?

[fuckyeahandent]

I've heard rumors about Suga oppa and the new MC Sunny getting pretty close with one another. I think there could even be a potential romance. Do you think anything's going on?

I only know that Suga had some sort of panic-attack or however you wanna call it, and Sunny wanted to help him. But we're not really sure on that either, nobody wants to confirm the rumours.

Please stop calling my oppa your oppa.

lovv, rose.