#dalminjun

[sevlhae]

“ this night turned out to be a disappointment.”

           ☾˟    ━━━   .   .       even though she wants to pretend that she doesn’t, seul knows exactly why he’s uttered such sorry words from his lips, and it makes her heart break a little.  for the first time in what seems like years, she’s allowed into a crowd, allowed to celebrate her mother’s birthday with her but in her own excitement, it seems she’s forgotten the aches of another.  she doesn’t want to be this kind of person.

“ if i could turn back time, i would.” seul mumbles to him, her hands clasped and folded beneath her top.  she doesn’t quite meet minjun’s eyes, for if he looked into them, he’d see the storm brewing there.  if she could, she’d entreat the king to reconsider, but this isn’t her place and he’s already chosen.  ( she’s still considering doing it anyway, just because she’s seen the sorrow in minjun’s eyes and the way miyoung breaks. )  “ but you should make the time that you have last.  shouldn’t you?”

            .   .   .     &.˟  in these dreams, it’s always you  ,        @dalminjun

[haeinha-blog]

“ it’s a small target, but aim for his / her heart.”

sentence starters // currently? accepting ! @dalminjun ​– ( feel free to use as starter, threading is welcome ! )

in his extravagant robes and perfectly styled hair and fancy accessories, in the midst of the party, stands a boy-- his expression is bored, mouth turned down with a lazy contempt.

he never did like attending things like this-- not that he held any ill intent whatsoever. it was just so terribly boring.

he stands stock still among the festivies, although he does have to admit that they did a fantastic job of livening the atmosphere. after all-- it wasn’t their fault that he was so hard to please. but all in all, he blends in among everyone else ( mostly, because he’s been warned more than once before this evening approached, to behave... it’s not a word often used in his vocabulary. but he’d promised to try. )

and inha almost startles at the voice that speaks up near his shoulder, head turning with an ungraceful jerk, unbefitting of the title he wore. ( but did he care, particularly? no. the answer is no. ) his eyebrow arches and there’s a glint of mischief in those eyes that seem twice as sparkling as before, the previously flat and dull irises lit up. the corners of his lips tug up at the corners as he regards the other man, his tone cordial but laced with a boyish playfulness.

“strong words. that sounds like a challenge. are you challenging me, lord jeon?”

[haexjy-blog]

“ you look positively lost.”

Despite being surrounded by her beloved siblings and the rest of their relative, occasions like did make her seem a bit lost, in lack of better words. It reminds her that she was just another pawn in the chessboard of life and unlike her siblings, who she shared a father and king with. She no longer had a mother or her true brother. 

Repressing a sad sigh, instead, she offers the man a polite smile. “The palace seems a lot more alive and less intimidating.” Jiyoo’s gentle voice carrying off in a sing-song manner of speaking, “I guess it seems rather unrecognizable like this.” 

With a small bow, she bids him goodbye, “Have a pleasant evening.” 

[dalruihan]

“ aren’t these decorations a little much?”

━  ♞  @dalminjun 、  𝟎𝟎𝟏 ⋮ THE QUEEN MUNJEONG’S BIRTHDAY .

“do you think so?” stars scatter between dark hues ; amazement rolling amongst them as she gazes on wistfully at the performers taking center stage in the middle of the room. the room, amidst it’s busyness, slows slightly as the music strikes a different tune and the dancers get into position. the performance is different than anything she’s ever seen – much different than the way yayue moved. beautifully made fans glinting beneath bright lights.

it’s all so mesmerizing that ruihan can barely understand why the other would say such a thing. if anything, it was just enough. 

then again, for someone who wasn’t quite used to parties as lavish as these would find something of the sort fascinating. fingers push a stray hair back, realizing the suddenness of her question – but it doesn’t fail to smother the adoration rising along her features. quite taken with the way the dancers moved, how the fans were used to emphasize each movement and how graceful each one moved in unision with one another. she sighs, her voice breathy as her attention is stolen: “i think it’s wonderful.”

[dalhyunsoo]

“ and what would you do with my name?”

queen munjeong birthday prompts - @dalminjun

Amusement filled Hyunsoo’s eyes when he heard the question and whether it was because he didn’t expect it or for another reason, he found himself smiling freely at the other.  He couldn’t even remember how their conversation went to the high general’s name and how Hyunsoo thought he held some power but he wasn’t complaining.  

It wasn’t a lie, he might not be as high as his father but being a high general meant something.  Of course, the thought of using his name had never passed through Hyunsoo’s head until now and looking around the room, he found himself shrugging his shoulders.

It was a strange question in his opinion but he found himself thinking about the answer.  “If I was younger, I would have used it to intimidate my peers but now, I don’t think I have any reason to use your name.” He truthfully told the younger as he looked back at him and offering the other a polite smile, he hoped that was the answer the other wanted.  

Most of the time, he could guess what the person he was talking to wanted to hear but this time, he wasn’t so sure about the other.  “Would you do something with my name?” He asked, curious if that was the reason the high general asked or if this was a way for Minjun to ask for a favor.  It was a rather interesting way to do it but at this point, he was clueless as to what the other wanted.

[byulyidal-blog]

“ avert your eyes.”

*queen munjeong’s birthday party sentences ! ft. @dalminjun​

alas a smirk blooming instead on the rosy pout of the intellectual —a bat of those pretty lashes the other wanted so much to see down to the floor, rather teasingly reaching for the other instead as the head tilted and the gat almost looked like darkened halo above him ; byulyi was beauty at its true finest, there was no denial in that, not even when he remained oh so poised, oh so polite in his stance, the little quips only to be left ambiguous, unreadable.

his eyes would look where attention was called, may it be a little thing trying to run away from a party far from interesting, a stiffened prince unfit for the glamour and the constant pouring of soju and yes —even the tremor of a king who couldn’t seem to keep his right hand away, poor thing, poor thing.

he was falling like a little grain of dried wheat against a whisp of wind.

( it was known, it was visible. )

“ what can a poor man of intellect say on the matter, high general ! eyes like to pose themselves over pretty little things —are you perhaps trying to call for mine ? you could have asked. ” he so joked then, a twirl of closed fan in his free hand —byulyi shrugging his shoulders while intently lo his new interlocutor, leaning ever so slightly on the table with chin resting on top of white knuckles. “ i am sure things tonight have caught your eye as well. ”

[haejungwoo-blog]

{ starter for : @dalminjun : setting - capital }

drinking rice wine and having stew was a constant in jungwoo’s escapades. from the corner of his eye he see’s something drop from the robe of a passerby. he ran forward and taking the pouch and catching up to the man. “excuse me. you dropped this.”

[daltaejun-blog]

❝ Well? How do I look? ❞

( THE GRAND WEDDING )STATUS: idk anymore closed(?)

the stature of maintaining an immaculate look held its own prestige, it was a wedding after all. regardless of one’s disposition had not mattered, either way, you need to look good for it. taejun opted a quick shift and examined his younger brother, taking all the details of the other’s attire in. making sure to not miss any slight feature. it actually complimented well with the younger’s tall frame, though hands reaching forth to adjust the velvety robe afore giving minjun a final look. 

“dashing, i’d say” opting a slight grin afterwards, somehow deep down he found the latter to be rather good looking. which laid an actuality for all of the jeon siblings, really. “you’re ready to charm hearts,”