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[ngtwng-blog]

hmvlss replied to your post:"Sycamore."

"I’m curious about.. you? As in, the friendly way!"

"Ah, sure!" He chuckled and nodded, blinking slightly then. "You're free to make questions."

[ngtwng-blog]

"Sycamore."

Put a flower in my inbox to show your muse’s feelings for mine, anon or not:

SYCAMORE: Curiosity.

"Oh, really?" He chuckled shyly and shrugged, tilting his head. "What are you curious about, though?"

[sentimentalscientia]

The term white knight always conjured up the idea of someone swooping in for the rescue. But it was not just slaying dragons and saving damsels in distress. At least how she had been taught. Often the act of playing the white knight was simply exhibiting a sense of humanity. She volunteered a good bit of money and time to various causes. In her mind it was never really enough. So much suffering in the world her actions were mere drops in the bucket. But that was no reason to simply give up. Her attempts would not fix the world. They would make a few lives better though.

That was why she shuffled out of the line and made a proper pass through the small convenience store. A really trying day at he gym. Generating the need to pick up a bottle of water on her way home. While in line she happened to look out the window. Noticing a somewhat frail form huddled against the wall across the street. A bit dingy looking and far to thin. Yet dozens of people simply passed him by. Gaze averted from the sight. She only had her card on her. Money wasn’t an option, but she would still be able to give him food.

A small hand cart was quickly filled with a few large bottles of water, several bags of chips, and a pair of lunch plates. A cup of noodles was also throw in. Quickly prepared with the use of the microwave at the shop.  He might like the hot meal, as simple as it was. Her purchases were hauled across the street. The overstuffed bag set down beside him. The noodle cup still in her hand. Steam spilling out of the top. “Thought you might like something hot too.”

[lukarmani]

hmvlss Big eyes are très mignon. Therefore you are cute.

[wuryuk]

♣ Maybe.

♣ - I want to cuddle you

"Cuddle? Oh— that. It was okay until you said maybe. I’m not good at doing so anyway, so maybe you could teach me?" He hummed, a faint smirk spreading on his lip.

[praedivm]

.. Calves. Yes, calves.

Calves: ”I will cause you pain.”  

[; Chandler breathes in before exhaling on an amused laugh, brows raising just slightly as he can’t help the taunting grin that begins to form on his lips. Even though he knows the other will probably hold true to his words, it doesn’t deter him from retaliating. ] 

                                                                    Why am I not surprised? You’re small enough, I’m sure anything you do won’t hurt too bad. How ‘bout we channel that anger elsewhere though, hm? Hate to see you hurt yourself trying to inflict pain on me.

[denuor-archived]

▽ if you'd like a starter.

-- hmvlss }

     Freezing. That was the one word that ran through Holden's mind as he made his way down the busy street. He needed warmth, no he craved it. These cold autumn days were the reason why Holden hardly ever left his estate to begin with. Though, he had been yearning for a scolding hot cup of coffee and that's just where his feet were taking him. Clad in one of his warmest, and probably most expensive, coats-- Holden continued his venture toward his usual coffee shop, hands shoved in the coat's pockets to keep them as warm as possible. But then a sudden impact took him off guard. Of course he hadn't been watching where was going. He had been too distracted by the piercing cold winds that just wouldn't let up, he hadn't even noticed where he was headed until he had bumped into someone. "I'm so sorry I--" But just then, Holden paused mid-sentence. From what he had observed, the shorter man looked like a mess. Definitely not as well put together as he was, of course but he couldn't help but wonder-- Was this man homeless?

     It was especially hard for him to imagine a life without the comfort of his own home. He was safe there-- It was the place Holden knew he could go if he were in danger or just to get away from the bustling life outside. But he hardly leaves his home much to begin with, so the thought of living without one was almost unfathomable. Holden then lifts both of his hands to re-situate the collar of his coat, releasing a sigh and a nod of his head as an apology. Finally gathering is words as he spoke again.

     "I'm sorry I didn't--       uh, see you there.       Are you alright?"

[trickerxlife]

Out and about || Suho x Kyungsoo

He got out of his favorite cafe, a warm cocoa in his hands, blowing steam that tickled his nose as he inhaled the sweet scent deeply into his lungs. "Ah this is the life." He smiled to himself, his eyes fluttering closed as he made a turn towards the hotel he's constantly living in.

Just as he was about to continue on his merry way, he noticed something. There was this guy sitting on the ground by the corner, slightly hidden from sight. His clothes definitely did not fit the weather outside, hell, Suho was getting cold just by looking at the poor soul. 

The male looked almost fragile. Thin, pale and dirty. His brows furrowed as he walked over to the male, holding out his drink in front of the stranger's face. "Hey there, kid. You must be freezing. How about my drink. Just brewed and very hot. I'm sure it'll help warming you up this day."

He smiled warmly at the guy, tipping his head slightly aside. "You must be freezing, aren't you? What are you doing out here like this? Ran away from home and trying to be a rebel or..?" He started, but quickly stopped himself. He found out it's best to never assume anything. "He, say.. is there a chance you'll let me buy you a coat? I feel like my mind won't give me a break if I just leave you here to freeze by your own."