#fragrnents

[dapjeon-blog]

..✧ ─ ` [ FAQ with @fragrnents!! ]

"It's the other way around."

❛  ah, right.  ❜       an   intrigued   smile   dangles   from   the   corner   of   his   lips   when   he   tries   to   make   out   the   direction   of    the   small   tornado    in   his   water   bottle.            it   could   be   both   directions,   he   just   feels    i n t e n s e l y    blind.        ❛  what’s it called again ──  ❜      mouths   SILENT   syllables   which      ( upon first sight )      don’t   make   sense   at   all.       ❛  feng shui, huh ... so that’s what you dig recently or who was it?!  ❜

[trouvxilles-blog]

retrieved from here !!

terry’s eyebrows furrowed as he tried to recall the rest of his dream. “i don’t remember,” he admitted, chin resting againt an open palm. “i mean i didn’t wake up screaming, but who would want to eat a face like this in the first place?” a wide grin replaced his thoughtful expression. “had any weird dreams lately? they say dreams can tell something about a person.”

@fragrnents

[trouvxilles-blog]

"I don't think I'll go." ( welcome to minimalist!

“no, dude, come on,” terry whined, tilting his head back in exasperation. “give me this one solid. it’s the one time i catch you free when i’m free. don’t you want to hang out with me? the best person ever hanging out with also the best person ever?” best means one, but to hell with it.

@fragrnents

[keubrik-blog]

@fragrnents​을 위해  →   "That looked horrible."  [ 괜찮습니다  !! ]

“Tell me about it.” The male whispered, and subtly shook is head with a rather light hint of distaste, his lips pressed into a thin line as he went on to pay close attention to the scene laid out on the silver screen. Truth be told, he was never this.. strict when it came to shots, angles, or choice of color. He only began to be critical of the way films were executed, after years of studying film. The way a story is told is just as important as the story itself, his professors used too say, and he only came to realize this a bit later in life. It’s always like that, anyway. “That dolly shot was rather sloppy. Angled wrong, and certainly didn’t fit the whole mood of the scene. Don’t commit mistakes like this, kid. Kills the craft.”

[lunerious-blog]

moonlight sonata.

A Novella ft. @fragrnents

There were a lot of words that could have been said to describe her feelings in this moment, but as she had found her balance along the ledge of the rooftop she simply tilted her head up towards the heavens and chose to utter the one word. “Interesting,” she noted her blinking eyes looking to the heavens as they had never done before. 

This had been her very first time drinking, and truly it was mystical, well in a sense. The relatively small girl had always had a big mind. It was something Eunwol never really thought much of, but in this moment it was something that was so pressing to her. She wondered “what if”s that she only had felt in the depths of her subconscious. Is this why people drink? To release deep thought? 

She wondered if these were things she would remember in the morning. She decided to type some of her thoughts out. Looking back, they would seem to be meaningless tangents misspelled in her her phones notes, but nonetheless, she had even put some effort into remembering. She wanted to know more in this moment. Eunwol wanted to know would it be important to her tomorrow. 

It was starting to get cold. The drunk girl had probably been in the night for too long, as she began to actually notice the weather. She wondered if she should head back to the party she had been at that was a floor down. She could faintly hear the music and playing was a song she liked, but she was so uninterested. Instead, Eunwol would have rather looked at the moon, and pondered on thoughts she didn’t think she’d fully grasp but wanted to try.

In one moment, she noticed the male. He was not to raise alarms in her mind as he didn’t necessarily look scary, and he didn’t appear to be doing anything creepy. She didn’t recall seeing him at the party. He looked a little older than that crowd, so she assumed he must have lived in the building. A drunk Eunwol offered him a smile, and soon she was laughing as she looked up to the moon again her arms rubbing over each other. 

“Aigoo,” she began with a swear that was rather unlike her. “Am I looking at your moon?” she inquired to him looking back to him from the moon. “I know I should be at home looking to my moon, but here I am in a spot that seems to belong to someone else looking to a sky, not mine,” Eunwol confessed soon sullenly pouting to the sky. 

“I kind of wonder what I’m doing here, though,” she started to ramble again. “This is not me,” she proclaimed pointing her finger at herself as she shook her head slightly rejecting the notion it could be. “I may still be finding me, but this isn’t it,” she expressed to him looking for him to reply. “Have you found yourself, ahjussi?” she inquired from the male looking at him carefully as if to study him for his answer.

[hanvism-blog]

fragrnents 

( from here )

inseo quickly turns to the sound of the female’s voice then back to his laptop, his eyes squinting at the sudden brightness of the screen. “yeah, pretty much.” his reply was short and he hoped it was not offending in any case. he didn’t know how long he was cooped up in his little area but he was sure it was for a good amount of time. “what brings you here?”

Honey just came into the cafe, wearing culottes, a striped shirt and a parka, doing her usual routine of checking on customers before she gets to work. The other might’ve mistook her for another customer, or was just startled by Honey’s sudden interference.  “I didn’t mean to distract you from your work!” she instantly says, she was the type to suddenly pop out of nowhere and meddle into other people’s business. But she has to admit that she was curious about him, most of her customers are students with eyes stuck on their books and couples chit chatting. “I was just checking on the customers.” 

[baeyeonsei]

"What's with all these feelings for Donut?"

» from: @fragrnents

“What do you mean?” Did the male find it weird? If so, Joohyun was definitely astonished by it. Certainly, there was nothing wrong with loving the sweet treat so much. “Don’t you think donuts are great...” Suddenly, her sudden enthusiasm for the said treat, causing her to turn light shades of pink. It wasn’t like she was obsessed with it, anyway. One, it simply did taste good. It was a snack that she could grab any time and eat fast (without her manager catching her, anyway). But the real reason why she adored it was because...”Donut reminds me of one of my closest friends.” She blurted out what she had in mind, a hand going up to cover her mouth slowly at the realization.

[hanvism-blog]

🎋

“send 🎋 to find out one of my muse’s deepest wishes”

“This might ruin my cafe, but one of my hobbies is creating horrible food. It’s just for fun, of course, I haven’t served my customers horrible food, but I usually prank my staff to do it. I do want to try serving some to my customers.”