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     “ SHIT--- RUN--- “ how could they enjoy a nice day out in the park, eating kimbap on the grass when there was a band of devil spawned pigeos flying at high speed towards them, startling narae, who happened to hate pigeons. 

[94krysjung-archived]

@driftuan liked for a short starter 

 ( ✉ → sms ) Long story short I’m lost and someone stole my purse ( ✉ → sms ) If I die please tell Lola I love her

[jnsomin]

♠ – ❛ HEY MARK , PLAY YOUR HAND ! ( ♠ )

flapping around uselessly , a small , puppy-like whine escapes her parted lips. with his help , she manages to manoeuvre her way out of the clutches of her sheets — hair messy and flushed cheeks , jeon somin is a picture of  maladroit mess. “ thank you ! i thought i was going to suffocate and die in there ... ” a tad dramatic , maybe , but somin despises changing her duvet . mainly it came down to the fact that her duvet was double the size ; petite frame versus double sheets is an unfair battle to say at the least .

“ I’m glad you’re having fun though , laughing at my misery. ” another childlike noise elicited , fingers brushing back through hair in a blind attempt to tidy it , she pretends to be irritated ( pretend being used loosely of course — that little smile can’t be hidden behind any amount of wrinkles upon her forehead ). “ i’ll remember to use it as an excuse next time i want to nap though , thank you for that killer excuse ! ”

[baekxangel]

“It’s been 3 years and 2 days since I met that silly Akamarku ( @driftuan ) ... I haven’t had time to write something in a proper way but, I’m gonna do it during this weekend. Inspiration come to me!”

[fromggi]

💛 💚 💙

+ incoming message from: driftuan 

+ from this meme:  headcanon prompts: love and romance! 

+ status: no longer accepting! 

+ thank you for sending! 

💛 = In what ways does your muse express their love to their partner?

Gemi is not the lovey dovey type by a long shot, but she definitely has her moments. She prefers to be alone lots of the time, and allowing this person into her space while she creates music is definitely one sign. More so, she often creates for that person–using them as a muse for her work. A lot of her music is based off of her personal experiences and love life, but she prefers not to discuss it. 

💚 = Does your muse get jealous easy? 

She definitely does. She’s very insecure when it comes to romance entirely. She watched her mom dedicate fifteen years of her life to a man who up and left her with three small children like they were nothing. And because of that is very skeptical of love. She doesn’t really know how to accept kindness, and often rejects it out of fear. I would say that most of her romantic relationships have fallen through because of her jealously, and because she always thinks someone is out to ruin her relationships. She’s very paranoid that the person she loves is gearing up to leave her, and truly cannot except only other reality other than that. 

💙= Does your muse prefer a night out or a night in? 

Gemma prefers a night in, but that’s only because she nearly ruined her own life trying to go out all of the time. A lot of her romantic partners she’s found while having nights out, and sucked her into a life she wasn’t ready for with hardcore partying all the time (especially with being young). Because of this, she tries not to go out as much as she used to, but she still does every so often. It took her a while to get used to being in all the time, but she found she’s grown a lot more with being able to stay in than having to go out every night. It’s just safer and healthier for her to stay in as much as she can. Although, that’s not to say she’s not trying to have fun all the time, because she’ll make a good time for herself no matter where she is. 

[choyoom-blog]

❝ I’m gonna throw you out the window. We don’t even have any windows in this room…I’m gonna carve out a window and throw you through it. ❞

         .｡*ﾟ+.*.｡ for @driftuan

❝ I would like to see you try, ❞ a playful grin danced on her features at his words, the mention of violence already getting her more visibly excited than was probably considered normal. Though, he partly knew her, so it shouldn’t come as much of a surprise, thinking he was serious and playing along, giving him ideas in addition to tease him further. So, with the space between them making their threats less intimidating, she reached out for him, wrapping her fingers around his wrist and tugged herself closer to him before releasing him, one hand running through her hair to fix it and let it rest over her shoulder.

❝ I wonder how you will do so, are you going to use your fist? This kitchen knife? ❞ she reached for the kitchen knife not too long after, holding it up between them, gaze following the blade as she turned the knife, shifting in her position to sit on her knees to make herself appear bigger than him. ❝ Or something else—wouldn’t it just be easier to toss me out the door? ❞

[95jyeon-blog]

driftuan:

it’s quiet, the only sound coming from the background. it doesn’t matter. everything is glittering silver, drops of water clinging to jiyeon’s hair before falling to her shoulders. water flows from mark’s temple as well, trailing the skin of his neck before rolling down onto his white shirt. she tries to stand from her position on top of him who had cushioned her almost-fall into the lake. before jiyeon could protest, his arms find her shoulders, keeping her there. he coughs lightly, it’s cold, and yet comfortable at the same time. “admit it, you’re literally falling for me.” he leans up, the water rolling onto her. it makes the fabric of her clothes stick to her frame, like a second skin. it’s hard to look away. too hard. it’s even harder to stop himself from leaning in.

“sorry.” he whispers, an inch away from her face. his hand slides down to find her scraped forearm. mark pulls back and cleans her arm, rubbing it as gently as he could. he gives it a kiss, like cherry on top of a cake, as if it could take away her pain. he doesn’t know why he doesn’t stop there. it’s probably because of the silver painting her face. it’s magic, when he moves in, soft lips parting hers.

“hey, hey, look.” she teased, standing on one foot and leaning over to one side. it wouldn’t be a lie to say that mark had been telling her to be more careful but it also wouldn’t be a lie to say that bona had completely ignored each and every one of those warnings. “wait, i--” she yelps once she had tipped over to one side too much and lost her balance. 

she closes her eyes in panic, bracing herself for impact which never came. reluctantly, she opens her eyes only to see herself on top of the older male, his hands keeping her in place. she feels her heart start to race, her breath hitched, unable to form the words she needed. “falling for you? please.” she mumbles slowly under her breath, a desperate way to play it cool. she watches him an inch away from her face to pressing a kiss on the scratch on her arm. she watches him quietly and when his face leans in closer to hers, she subconsciously holds her breath. “mark-” she’s stopped short when she feels his lips on hers before leaning forward to return the kiss, grasping the the hem of his shirt out of shyness.

[95jyeon-blog]

hey, yogurt girl

yes? you called, fly boy?