#gcmiho

[xlxndxdx]

“you always wonder why I just say "forget it" because talking to a brick wall gives me headaches, headaches.” || field trip -- melanie martinez  plot: hakyeon has always been bad at talking about his feelings and is often called cold and distant, nor does he like when people beat around the bush -- this has lead to somewhat of an impasse when talking about their relationship

     -- his expression doesn’t change and it hasn’t since the conversation started, even when things started to get heated. “don’t yell at me,” he responds with a soft sigh. he hated things that were ambiguous and preferred it when people could be upfront with him. he was never one for games, he learned that that hard way from his ex boyfriend that toyed with him for years. “just say how you feel, it’s not that hard.” || @gcmiho​

[thecosmicsen]

  @gcmiho said:  ❛ Do you think that’s a little fucked up? ❜ xx June  // ° • ? ( QUESTION SENTENCE STARTERS.  +  ALWAYS ACCEPTING

FORTY-FOUR years have been spent as a tormented apparition with the mere purpose of helping out fellow spirits and maintaining the harmony between the supernatural and humankind. The added twenty-one years of his human life may cause one to muse that he has witnessed an EXCESSIVE amount of  “fucked up”  scenarios especially given that his time alive had maliciously wrapped its memories in vice grips around his ankles. Yet every now and then he is genuinely baffled by some of the deviant spectacle and it is to be expected by the likes of someone with a similar doe-eyed innocent semblance as him. Choi June. The more he looks around the room vastly resembling a bloody MACABRE shrine, he masks over his bewilderment of how on earth she managed to collectively light so many candles and fill the space with endless SWARMING faces of an unknown face. Not interrogating her right away about where the littered bones came from just yet, he flicks some of the knotted feathers out of his face before crouching down at the parade of cards. “I’ve seen worse but it is a little fucked up but mainly ‘cause I didn’t see it coming from someone like you but I should have known better. It’s always the unsuspecting ones who look like babies!” CHIRPILY smiling at her, he brings up an ‘okay’ sign with his fingers to indicate that he is not at all freaked out by whatever occult set up she indulged herself in. “What the fuck is all of this for though? And why are you doing it? Are you...” he pauses dramatically as he glances around the eerie surroundings doused with flickers of crimson. “Well, I won’t give you any leading answers to wiggle you out of this. So tell me. The fuck is all this for?”

[madmask]

@gcmiho​​​​​    liked   this   for   a   starter  of  my  choice  ft.  yuna.  

                              "  you’re  holding  on  to  things  that  are  holding  you  back.  you  can  do  anything  you  set  your  mind  to...  but  you  won’t  for  some  reason.  “  riv  shook  his  head  ever  so  slightly,  trying  to  understand  her  thought  process.  no  success  whatsoever. 

[haebindocs]

@gcmiho​ . . . replying from here. 

If it was half full Haebin would have decided to pour more water in her cup. Seeing how thirsty she might have been coming from outside, Haebin was able to understand that feeling. “hmm, nothing really I was just thinking about you-- that’s all..” He chuckles. “So, what’s been going on? it’s been awhile since we’ve met-- anything new?” 

[adrienlim-blog1]

starter → @gcmiho !!

“Look, noona. I know it looks high, but I promise you, it’s all in your head.” Adrien almost pleaded. The truth was, he was desperate to make it quick but he tried not to make it too evident. 

It was only because he’d only just barely managed to make her agree to such an ‘absurd’ idea the day prior when they had lunch together; which Adrien conveniently remembered moments before doubting the statements he had made in order to convince Yuna to come along with him that night. He’d said something along the lines of “why, what is your aunt going to do? Call the police? They’ll find it weirder that she’s giving a grown adult a curfew”. At the time, it seemed like the right thing to say, especially since she’d agreed - it was a victory! But now, just over 27 hours later, the concept of reality had caught up with him, and the prospect of Yuna’s aunt calling the police suddenly seemed like it was a possibility that would become real at any moment. He really did fear that that was the extent her aunt would go to, to lock her in like a bird in a cage. Adrien didn’t know any better himself, having experienced next to no disciplinary intervention from his parents growing up, so he didn’t truly understand what it meant to have rules like stupid curfews established at all, but Yuna did. And he wasn’t going to let her get caught.

So he tried to be understanding, but he indeed was close to losing his patience, when Yuna was letting what seemed to be her self-doubt and her second guessing herself consume her mind for the last half hour. In reality, she didn’t actually have to jump out from the window, but it must’ve been a personal choice of hers to experience it for real - at least Adrien thought  it was, maybe to inspire her comics later. But he couldn’t know for sure. He just thought it was hilarious that someone with a fear of heights would voluntarily jump out of a window. Yuna was something else. Other than that, they needed to go now, Adrien thought, the idea that Yuna’s aunt would be ready to bust them at any point looming over his head.

“Noona... take a breather. I’ll...” he paused to inhale for a second, before holding out his arms with a reassuring look. “I’ll catch you. Just.. Just aim for me. Okay?”

“ Three... two... o-- Woah !! “