#enraqtured

[solxtxry-blog]

@enraqtured

                      a sigh falls past  chapped  lips,  tongue swiping over the dry skin before her teeth grasp it in thought.  there’s a pen in her hand,  fingers twirling it quietly before she drops the object onto the table and looks over at the man beside her.  she hardly works outside of her own company and when she does,   excitement  comes more in the form of nerves,  voice cracking and palms  sweating.   she’d heard more than a dozen stories about  brian  before taking her short leave from idol life and the collaboration between the two is something she’d been looking forward to ever since her health had gone back to a  slightly  normal state.  she’d produced enough songs to know what she was doing  ;  shortly after her debut she was praised for her skill in such.  but being with someone whose sole job was producing and making  masterpieces   ;  that puts her on edge.  she swallows a lump in her throat,  masking her  nerves  as best she can before she speaks.   ❛  i know it’s small in here,  i hope it’s not  too  stuffy.  ❜   she looks around the small studio she calls her own with a shy smile before glancing back at him.

[svbjetarch]

             .• ♕ ┊          LET THE MUSIC PLAY.

          Unrequested Starter for @enraqtured           MY LITTLE MUSIC

              Sojin ✗ Yuzi       It seemed like irony, greatest joke of the universe, with them two practicing together, when they were such contradictions, the choreo she had created, just recently, proposed to the older, it had been for a specific reason, knowing her origin, the same kind of dance used as their based, it would be easiest for her to follow along, with the exaggerated movements, lots of spins, elegant postures, yet, despite all those characteristics, there was no movement exactly taken from ballet, she didn't do that, never did. Ballet was a closed book, she would never do it again, losing her chance once, she didn't want a second try, it would be too painful, failing once again. It was one reason, one of the sources of her dismay with Sojin, she was still able to do it, looked beautiful doing it, it made her heart ached, had ended with the ban of ballet in her studio, making use of her 50% ownership, the title of a co-director.       How much it had disturbed her, knowing Sojin knew her, back from years ago, the world was small, and the world of ballet, it was an even smaller world, people knowing each other, competing with each other, it truly was irony, her lifestory being like a mixture of the sisters'. "Do it with more force," she demanded, a strict teacher, she didn't go easy on her dancers, not while practice, being more than kind otherwise, behind her darned pokerface, one she couldn't get rid of, not unless there were extreme emotions, too strong to hold back, nor around her childhood friend, her brother, her family, and, of course, while dancing, always perfectly matching songs. "It isn't supposed to look like a five year old child dancing, express it more agressively."

[gcldenhearts-archived-blog]

    ( @enraqtured. )

    Another one of these nights where the two of them had ended up at their favourite bar, alcohol poured down their throats until they would finally feel something again. Tiffany’s days were tiring lately, her motivation for dancing decreasing and it was starting to worry her. She wouldn’t voice it -- no, she wouldn’t give away weaknesses like that, but it was undeniably the reason why she had opted to hang out with Hyojong a lot more lately. She leans back in the bar stool, lips wrapping around the edge of her glass, allowing the alcohol to make her thought go away. “Mmh, Hyo?” Her gaze shifts to him briefly, the same lips growing into a crooked smirk, “Did I tell you about that new girl at the studio?” Her words are dragged out, glass set back down upon the counter. “A real fucking pain in the ass.”

[fractured-blog1]

» STARTER ! — ( for @enraqtured Changho !! )

» FRACTURED ! — Orbs of blue hues flickered towards the man. No, brown hues. Livvie had learned quickly that blue eyes are not common here and they were not normal. They were as normal as the golden long locks that fell over her shoulder -- but at least she could tell them they were dyed. How they called it. She never tried. In the end, not to attract even more attention she started to wear contact lenses and her eyes had turned chocolate brown. A frown appeared on her forehead whilst she watched the stranger on that strange machine, tapping his fingers on the screen. Her memories started, more or less, one year ago and there were still so many things unknown to her. Her mind was always all over the place. On alert because it felt like there were always eyes on her back, occupied with little blurred pictures of her past. Another reason why the young woman would always stick out -- why most would think she was weird. Yet despite the knowledge that people thought she was weird, the curiosity usually won. Just like this time. Livvie reached out with her slender arm and the tip of her finger tapped on the stranger's shoulder. ( She had observed him long enough already anyways. ) Around her wrist a light rosé coloured cloth. An older woman told her it looked adorable yet it was only there to hide the inked barcode on her skin. "What are you doing there?" She eventually asked, the frown still upon her features as if she was trying to figure out the worst formula in math. "How does it work? What is this?" Suddenly, the questions bubbled over her pastel coloured tiers. God, she was so curious. Yet she didn't spare the stranger even a gaze right now -- her complete attention was stuck on the machine in front of them.  

[gcldenhearts-archived-blog]

    ( @enraqtured. )

    The dark midnight sky was something that brought comfort to Kiko. The way the stars twinkled was usually a beautiful scenery to her, but right now the little lights only seemed to blur when she looked up at the sky. Tears had stained her cheeks as her feet had led her towards a home that was already too familiar to her. She shouldn’t be out on his doorstep at 2 am, yet here she was, wanting to see no one other than Derek -- he was the one who could comfort her in a way that Kyungsoo failed to. Better yet, Kyungsoo had been the cause of her emotional state -- harsh words having caused the girl to cave under pressure. Pressing the bell, Kiko felt bad for waking the other up in that small moment. but once the door was opened, her body leaned forward to leap into his arms, a sob escaping her in the progress.

[daviscre-archived]

                 @enraqtured​ called for a starter !

☆ ┇David was running a bit late for their meet up. They had been planning to catch up for a couple months now and finally David had taken the entire month off so he had plenty of time to meet his friend who’m he hadn’t seen much since the trip in Hawaii last year. He was running a bit late thanks to the delay of the trafic. He had to take the buss for where they were suppose to hang out. He was hoping his friend were late too so he didn’t kept the other waiting.