#frgtmenct

[cherinyn]

frgtmenct replied to your post: what I think is tragic in chaerin’s character is...

sae vc: YOU ARE NOT YOUR MOM AND IM BI FOR YOU

[tclesnmirrors-moved]

                             Someone needs to teach Unknown how to flirt                     cause  that  was  just   embarrassing.  Zen’s  getting                      second hand embarrassment.

[s--cvcn]

                                         @frgtmenct​ ||  ♥

                                                                  >> ㄥ 0 ㄥ <<

                                  smile. ( the WORLD may as well be staring at you )                he shoves his hands in his pockets and SMILES , he does. of course he does. ( another day in paradise , right ? ) let’s be honest; if there’s nothing to smile about , we may as well all be crying ! 

                                “ it’s been a minute , RIGHT ? “ and now he’s laughing.                                                                                        “ ... it’s good to see you. “

[agent-justice]

@frgtmenct​ said “I don’t need, or want help, what I want is for you to get the fuck away from me.” //hello♡  |   ACCEPTING.

    RIGHT  NOW,  IN  THIS  MOMENT...  all  saeyoung  can  hear  is  his  erratic  heartbeat...  he  could  feel  the  pulses  in  his  throat  and  it’s  difficult  to  swallow  it  down...

    his  brother  looked  like  nothing  from  the  photos  he  was  sent,  his  bleached  hair... his  eyes...  god,  saeyoung’s  heart  ached  every  second  taking  in  his  twin’s  appearance.  this  was  not  only  v’s  fault  but  also  his.  he  never  should  have  listened  to  v,  he  never  should  have  taken  his  word  as  gospel...  he  should  have  worked  harder,  faster,  to  be  able  to  reach  saeran  sooner...

    when  his  brother  speaks,  the  words  only  grind  the  knife  further  into  his  chest,  leaving  him  winded.  oh,  the  heartache  was  almost  too  much  to  bear,  he  could  feel  the  tears  starting  to  leak.

    “  saeran,  please...  !  ”  desperation  oozes  in  his  voice  as  he  reaches  out  to  him.  “  if  you  would  just  listen  to  me...  !  i  swear  to  you,  i  never  forgot  !  v  and  rika  told  me  you  were  happy  !  you  were  fine  !  how  was  i  suppose  to  know...  ”  saeyoung  goes  quiet  for  a  moment...  of  course  he  should  have  known,  he  should  have  glued  himself  to  that  small  bit  of  doubt  he  had  and  pursue  further  action  to  see  his  brother  all  those  times  v  told  him  saeran  was  fine,  the  pictures...  even  with  him  saying  he  didn’t  need  or  want  help  ---

    “  please...  ”  there’s  a  small  whimper.  “  i’m  not  gonna  lose  you  again,  saeran  !  i  won’t...  !  ”

[scrcrow-a]

@frgtmenct​

⸻  (  it  wasn’t  meant  out  to  turn  out  this  way  )  it’s  only  been  a  week  since  this  mess  of  a  situation had  caused  halt  in  his  plans  to  see  him again,  and  while  he  would  do  anything for  his  best  friend,  even  he  hadn’t expected  for  things to  turn  out  this  bad.  it’s  been  a  week  of  this  ongoing  battle. a  week  of  the  same  soiled  clothes, a  week’s  worth  of  eyebags, and  possibly  a  month’s  worth  of  coffee down  his  throat hot  enough  to  burn  and  strong  enough to  keep  him  awake  long  enough  to  have  orders barked  at  him  and  relaying those  strategies  back  to  make  it  work.

a  glimpse  at  a  monitor in  the  communications  room  has  him  confused,  rubbing his  eyes  thinking he’s  delirious  from  the  lack  of  sleep  during  this  battle…  but  …  -  

                                ‘  this  isn’t  how  i  wanted  us  to  meet  again.  ‘    what are you doing here?!

[foraltruism]

@frgtmenct​ / from here

Haruka has never been the best when it came to words, or confrontations, never mind acknowledging his own feelings. When it came to that. there was a part of him that always stopped itself from revealing anything. Very few people could accurately tell how he was feeling and when. Since Haru was dense to his own emotions, the thoughts and feelings of others were hard to determine as well. In a nut shell, he was afraid. of feeling, being unable to control what he felt, and there was something about his interactions with Saeran that shook him to his core.

He’d never experienced such a thing before. spending time with him made him want to open up, he wanted to spend more time with Saeran as they got closer. but the more that happened, the more he wanted to hide every and all emotions away from him; the more he wanted to keep his mouth shut.

He hadn’t expected to have a torrent of emotions push and pull at him, making his throat dry as he tries to speak, but there’s just so much. He doesn’t have time to digest everything when his mind hangs on to how Sae can’t be friends with him and it would be too difficult. His mind kept screaming ‘no, don’t go,’ remembering how Rin had left him just like this four years ago. On instinct his hand reached out, and his mouth moves, but he doesn’t register what he’s said until Saeran asks for clarification.

He truly hadn’t expected to say his feelings, not like this. But why did he? It wasn’t like he didn’t mean it, he meant every word, but why? He hardly has time to correct himself as he’s being yelled at, Sae’s arm tearing away from him, and he feels like he’s twelve again, in the hallway with Rin as he’s leaving. Haru doesn’t watch him leave, mind shutting itself down  as he thinks to himself that he’s ruined it again. Another relationship; someone else is walking out of his life.

Maybe... it’s for the best.

He hears the beginnings of rain as he makes his way to the main room, only to find Saeran’s phone laying on the table. Wouldn’t he get in trouble for leaving this? Haru’s hand open and close, thinking that if he goes now, he’d be able to give it to him... talk to him.. Clear it up.

Yes, he doesn’t want to make this mistake twice.

Haru grabs Sae’s phone, placing it in his pocket, throws on his Iwatobi jacket and an umbrella as he makes his way out to find him. Haru starts a light bolt in order to find him, calling his name through the rain as it got heavier.

[yuntckki]

                                “ Hey I picked up the wedding flower catalogs                                   from the local  shops.   I’ll  just leave you to it                                   though, since I trust you  more with choosing                                   the right combination for our wedding. ”

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[veloursnoirsarchive]

@frgtmenct says so uh :eyes: 💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋

Send 💋 to get a kiss from my muse. The more 💋💋 the more effort my muse has to put into the kiss. ( Careful, the more kisses the more it heads to NSF*W. ) // accepting!

She gazes into Saeran’s eyes. His lips look so enticing that she leaned in till their lips brushed against each other. She hums against his lips before cupping his cheeks and holding his face in her hands. His lips were scrumptious that she couldn’t help but to deepen said kiss, the kiss was more passionate and held all her feelings into such a kiss. She honestly felt something bubbling inside of her, the feel of his lips, the warmth of his body as she brought her arms around his neck and made a light moan in them.

Her tongue pries Saeran’s lips open as she begins to let her tongue explore his every cavern, wanting to taste him desperately, her body has a tingling sensation, especially between her thighs as she pushes him down onto the couch and lays on top of him as she continues to make out with him, letting out little moans as she lets her tongue explore inside his mouth more.

“S-Saeran...” She moaned lightly against his lips.