“How will I ever escape this labyrinth?”
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“How will I ever escape this labyrinth?”
( @frequentdreams. )
❝ I had a sex dream about you and honestly ? I'd like to re-enact it. ❞
@frequentdreams , lux & ?? ! / sc .
‘ you’re so cute ! funny too ! ’ lux pats their shoulder , ‘ tell me another joke ! ’
@frequentdreams
there was nothing quite like the high of a show, and kyungsoo was no stranger to feeling it at this point. it made him excited, mood boosted up and ready to have fun with anyone he could once he got off the stage. luckily for him he had a friend waiting, and wouldn’t have to search through the crowd of the club for a familiar face.
kyungsoo made a beeline for the bar, getting stopped a few times for photos, which was nothing new to him as one of the drag queens of the club. it didn’t take him long to break free from the crowd though, strutting over on his heels and approaching the familiar male, wide smile stretching over his painted lips.
“tae, thanks for waiting for me! did you enjoy the show?” he greeted the other warmly, voice loud to be heard over the speakers, head angled back just slightly to look up at the taller male.
@frequentdreams is getting a greeter!
on the top of a small hill, alone, in the middle of the night, the boy was out with his telescope. the lack of rocking that the nonexistent boat caused was nauseating. he used to rock back and fourth, unwillingly, atop the sailboat, and now dry land feels more alien. despite it, he looks into the telescope, and observes. just like all other nights, the stars are there, and they look the same. still, though, their beauty was fascinating. to be spotted, to be seen, was something rare, especially among the chaos of the world. gibi thought about the world, and the stars, and the moon, and the sun, and he looked on and on. the sky was endless and so was his passion for the unknown. if only he knew he had been being observed himself.
* — @frequentdreams
aphrodite ╳ ⋮ IT DOESN’T EVEN seem like she could have spotted him over her ʟᴀʀɢᴇ-ꜰʀᴀᴍᴇᴅ 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕒𝕔𝕖 sunglasses && yet, she’s already scoffing as he walks closer. she spares him only a ( single ) glance over her frames before deftly pushing them back up her nose. it’s almost as if she’s performing a choreographed dance;; sunglasses pushed up, a snooty sip of her starbucks coffee, as she crosses && re-crosses her legs, pushing the pleats of her skirt back into position. as usual, she looks like she’s waiting for paparazzi to surround && taking photos of her—despite the fact that they very much would not be permitted access into a place as 𝓃𝒾𝒸𝑒 as this.
" it’s about time you showed up, ” she says, adjusting her sunglasses && staring off somewhere else. where? well, anywhere but at him seemed appropriate at this very moment. after a bit though, she finally folds up her glasses with a sharp snap!, using it to punctuate her head turn to look at him. finally. “ i thought you were planning to just leave me here until i got tired && left on my own. ” [ 💎 ]
『 █▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ connecting @frequentdreams to hexagon 』
‘ alright, so this is not difficult at all if you actually listen to me. ’ mixy said as she got down from her own motorcyle and put her bandana beneath her chin rather than covering the half of her face. ‘ first step is that you have to get on it. come on. ’ she gave him the go to try it out.