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[spoiledsovls]

@flvursng.

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usually she wouldn’t make so much of a request but it was three in the morning (oh what glorious hours to be awake.) and her forehead was bedded with sweat. she had woken up from another nightmare, she didn’t know when they’d visit her and whatnot. tonight was one of those nights and sometimes she needed company other than her puppy. her puppy sensed that she was having one, already snuggling in her lap before placing its paws on top of her thigh. “m’nowhere. jus’ home.” her throat got caught, wanting to tell ian to just stay home. she didn’t want her involved, even with something so minuscule and not even real. she didn’t fight back though, nodding as if she knew that she was agreeing. her voice was gentle, less rough than it was in the day. it was the voice of a hyejung that was about to drown in a river.

“okay.”

[epigrvm]

❛ every star is another story, every night a different sky. ❜ // ily. Adds to the million things we already have. Looks off

﹙  POETRY SENTENCE STARTERS. //  ACCEPTING. ﹚         —— @flvursng

                    《 ※ 》     BOTH HANDS ACT as a cushion behind his head, cradling the bed of lightened hair against open palm and slender fingers. Despite the slight discomfort he felt on the back of his hands from the prickling of blades of grass ( some of which were probably dead from lack of watering ) he was at ease. The night sky was clear tonight. Not a cloud to veil the speckles of jewels that twinkled on a canvas of dark purple. The moon was but a crescent, providing as much luminosity as it possibly could, but at times it was better this way. Or at least he felt it was. The stars could be seen much more clearly. A soft exhalation leaves from the caverns of his parted lips, before his attention casts upon Ian. Her words are nearly inaudible, almost as though she speaking more to herself than to him. Yet, he still heard it and finds her thoughts intriguing. Every star is another story, every night a different sky. Slowly, Sangcheol removes the hands from behind him, using his core muscles to keep him upright until he props himself up onto his elbows, placing all his weight there. Curiosity and interest quite evident on his features while his head turns in her direction fully now.  ❝  Do you really think it’s a different sky every night, sunflower ?   ❞ `Cause then wouldn’t the saying ‘We’re looking up at the same sky’ be mute ? Since night time didn’t occur at the same time for every part of the world, nor were the stars ever the same either. At least, the ones they can’t see anyway. Stars were constant exploding, creating supernovas to which the naked eye could not see. Perhaps that was what she meant, that or Cheol was just thinking about this way to literally. 

[epigrvm]

★

﹙  send a symbol for a text ; accepting. ﹚

     —— LONGING TEXT .

﹤ sms  ⇢   sunflower ﹥ hi sunflower﹤ sms  ⇢   sunflower ﹥ i don’t know where you are or where you’ve gone off to without a word and without a trace. i worry about you and i miss you. but i can only hope that you’re somewhere safe. it feels like it’s been decades since i’ve last seen you and some might say it has been. i miss your warmth, that smile and the way you sometimes barge through my door, just stare at me and i instantly know what’s wrong or what’s right. i miss you. i miss you dearly. but i hope you’re okay, i hope you’re doing well and eating well. and most importantly, i hope you miss me too.

[svbjetarch]

       .• ♕ ┊     ​@flvursng once danced

✗ IANTHINA

                          oh shoot ! a familiar sheepish smile comes to play upon her pinken tiers as the elder carefully comes out of her hiding spot.  a basket of food clenched within her grasp as ianthina’s smile softens towards the dancer before her .  the sounding of the large doors shutting behind the detective echoes in the dancing studio . ❛ how did you know i was hiding behind the door, yuyu ?  ❜ a small pout comes to her tiers ;  she wanted to continue seeing the other dance but she supposed that wasn’t going to happen this time around .

❛ i bought food over , thought we can hang out since i took my break away from the office right now.  

      "You're bad at hiding considering your profession," she muttered, watching how her secret viewer came out of her hiding spot, observing her through the mirrors, before she finally turned around, "I've seen your shadow for a moment. And I heard someone talking when opening the door and since they know I don't like it if their friends come over and disturb practice times, it can only mean it's one of either Somin's or my friends."       Quick, elegant steps, then she was next to her friend, looking at the bags. "Let's go to the office before I'm caught not attending my own rules."

[mvxnn]

( I just want to let you know that you're an amazing and beautiful person. I love you bits. My lil precious beb.

My umpa ♥ / sobs silently / I love you so much. Thank you for staying in my life as long as you have . 

[mvxnn]

dear, noona ( from author verse shou.. ily. )

Send Me Dear Meme ┊ Accepting ┊ @flvursng

Dear Noona ,

Where do I start with you ? There’s a million things I want to say , and not enough time in the world to say them all. I wish I could write you a book , or a song. Just some simple that would forever express my gratitude and the love I have for you. In a sense you’re one of the people that saved me from myself. The person who showed me what having a family and being wanted truly felt like. Without you i’m not sure I would be the person I am today. Let alone someone I can be proud of.

You’re one of the few people who have stuck by my sides for years on end.  You offered me a place to belong , and a family to call my own. I never knew what that felt like , let alone believed I would ever have. You not only became my best friend , but you became my mother. My therapist , a person to rely on , and the person I can run to. You’re everything I could have ever asked for in a person , and I’m so lucky I found it in you.

You have the biggest heart i’ve ever seen. The most compassionate and loving soul to have ever walked this earth. I still to this day question how someone like you exist. Someone so full of love for everything in this world , who offers a part of themselves to everyone they meet. I know you struggle alone , and I wish I could be there for you more. But I am here whenever you don’t feel strong enough. And I will always lift you up when you can’t walk on your own. I will forever be by your side until the day I die.

Umpa , I love you more than anything in this world. And that will never change. If anything it will continue to grow day by day you are in my life. Thank you for everything. Thank you for loving me. And thank you for never leaving me behind.

[woojion]

“ Don’t lose hope. “

Hope; it was a powerful feeling to hold onto. And in his line of work, one would hope and wait for the smallest of possibilities ranging from something as simple wanting to meet family to wanting to debut and wanting to be recognized for your abilities. And needless to say, Wonwoo had traveled down that path filled with hope and expectations, many ending in disappointment but his life over the past few years had ended up quite fruitful. Not letting his mind sidetrack too much, his bout of emotions that suddenly felt so overwhelming were restrained with a quiet sigh. He lifts his index fingers, pressing them against his temples in a gentle manner of massaging his throbbing veins while relaxing slightly at the sound of the older girl’s voice. ❝ It’s just, I feel guilty that I nearly forgot my brother’s birthday. Being busy isn’t really a reason to forget family but I have barely even been getting four hours of sleep these days. Guess it’s just what I signed up for. ❞ He mutters in a low voice, shoulders slumping as he flops backwards on the couch. ❝ I’m sorry that I just...ranted, noona. And especially when we just met after so many days. Forget my sob stories, tell me what you have been up to. ❞  

[spoiledsovls]

“I can’t forget about him ! It’s not in my power to forget how he felt when they loved me.”

(lost the source.)

“ian, you’re drunk. wait, are you? do y’even drink?” hyejung wasn’t sure what the other was talking about. she didn’t know how their friend circles intertwined-- did they even do that? the only person that came to mind that they both knew was sangcheol, but she wasn’t so sure about other people. she scoffs at the concept of love. which one was she talking about? was it a friend kind of love, a family kind of love, or the kind of love that hyejung tended to avoid (along with a handful of other people?) there’s a soft sigh the younger emits, arms folded across her chest. “y’know.. m’not the best person t’go to for con..frontation-- no. comfort. yeah.” that was the right word. it hung at the edge of her tongue as she continues to see the girl sulk. what was she going to do?

awkwardly, she extends her arm out and pats her shoulder. there wasn’t really much that she could do besides listen. who was the male that she was talking about? it’s not like hyejung ever delved into her personal life like that. sure, they were close, but only on the surface. ian didn’t know about the reasons behind her bruises nor did hyejung know about ian’s personal life. hell, they didn’t even know each other’s favorite colors. their type of ‘close’ was a convenient kind of close-- a close that hyejung is comfortable with and it doesn’t cross any boundaries that would seem to ruin their friendship. she sighs again, looking over at her fridge. 

“are.. y’hungry? iunno what t’say with things like this.. an’ m’not gonna apologize t’whoever this dick is t’let you think that it’s okay for you t’be cryin’ over him.” she scoffs. “yeah, right. c’mon, get up. maybe y’don’t have t’forget about him now. keep the memories, jus’ forget about his existence..”