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4: My muse is supposed to cook a holiday feast for their family that’s coming to visit from out of town, but has no idea how to cook the traditional holiday food and has enlisted your muse to help.

#txt:reply.#reply:ask.#jo-ngin

Splash!

Splash!: wet hair, transparent underwear; our muses are chasing each other around in the park, eventually in a collision of ankles they are soaked to the bone in a public fountain...not a good day to wear white.

Admittedly, it was rather hypocritical of Jinah to disapprove of her brother’s smoking habits, given that alcohol was her personal poison. Not that she cared much for reason when it all came down to securing a couple more years for Jongin to hobble around Seoul with her at his side, and not especially while he was chasing her through Seoul Grand Park looking like a rather incensed fighter bull at 10 in the morning. She squinted over her shoulder, sending him a rather cheery wave that would indubitably aggravate him a tiny bit more, and sighed, tugging on her bottom lip.Cigarettes are like killers who travel in packs, y’know? And I really don’t want you to get caught in a fatal ambush.Jinah attempted to steal another glance at Jongin again - and gulped. Perhaps it was simply her imagination feeding on nothing but a cup of dark roast and a Hershey’s kiss for breakfast, but for a moment, the corner of his lips seemed to twitch upwards maliciously, and from plenty of experience, whenever her brother smirked, she was going to get it good.And while he did not utter a single word, his eyes clearly said, "I WILL FUCKING DEEP FRY YOU, AND SALT YOU, AND SERVE YOU DRESSED WITH THE TEARS OF MY ENEMIES AND ONIONS RINGS ON THE SIDE IF I STILL DO NOT HAVE NICOTINE IN MY GODDAMN BLOODSTREAM WITHIN 25 SECONDS."Jinah muttered curses under her breath as she panicked and lurched forward, too deeply fascinated and intimidated by her brother’s disturbing telepathic message to tear her eyes away. She caught herself at the edge of a wishing fountain, her nails drilling nervously on the surface of the white marble as Jongin prowled towards her, looking remarkably like a predator on one of the Discovery channel documentaries. "Uh… hah…" she laughed, features frozen awkwardly in a bid to distract him long enough for her to mysteriously make her escape. "Nice… weather for jogging, isn’t it?" She hopped from foot to foot painfully to ease the tension, her hands automatically flexing to grip the cigarettes tighter to her body. Bad move.Jongin’s hooded eyes flashed with determination upon catching sight of the fairly beaten up packet of Marlboro’s held flush against her chest, and he sped up, Nikes scraping heavily against the gravel path. With a startled yelp, she swiftly side-stepped her brother, causing him to tumble headlong into the fountain with a very satisfying splash.Jinah’s scarlet lips parted as hysterical peals of laughter started to bubble up her throat, but was quickly silenced when a tanned arm lashed, latching onto her waist and pulling her in, dousing her into the water as well. After a few minutes of frenzied gasping and gurgling, the two siblings sat side by side in the water, Jongin with an arrogant smile upon his lips and Jinah with a rather condescending arch of her eyebrows. Her only consolation was watching his face fall when she threw the immensely soggy packet of cigarettes into his lap, but her mouth twisted hesitantly when he burst out into large guffaws of laughter.It took a good 15 seconds for Jinah to realize that her white Oasis shirt was now more see-through than she ever remembered, and another 10 seconds for her to climb onto her brother’s back and with her last remaining shreds of dignity, demand for him to carry her back to her apartment with no rest stops in between.

#jo-ngin #ge #;para #I'M DONE

[ desoleis, xconflagrate, jo-ngin, bvsile, jinsyun, jongiplier and translucerez. ]

➤ take a deep breath and smile, hong yukyung. this is like any other normal day. walk up to them, tap them on the shoulder and wave.

the female practically skipped up to the stranger that was standing in front of her and there was a lonely aura around them which made her want to befriend that person. tapping on their shoulder, a bright smile graced her features.

↳ hello, hello! i do hope i'm not bothering you in any way. how are you today dear stranger? i wish you're having a wonderful day today, if not, there's always tomorrow to make things up!

there goes her upbeat personality again. she crossed her fingers, praying to god that she didn't scare them off.

#starter.#desoleis #xconflagrate #jo-ngin #bysile #jinsyun #jongiplier #// thank you for following! i appreciate it greatly.

mistletoe.

send "mistletoe" for our muses to get caught under mistletoe!

It was simply awkward… with Seulgi almost stumbling on her toes once she lost her balance. Her nose brushed faintly against the male’s, her hands resting against his chest before she quickly mumbled something under her breath, withdrawing them. Her cheeks flushed a light shade of pink, yet she didn’t say a word, neither admitted how embarrassed she felt.

The man’s finger pointing above their heads, on the mistletoe which remained nothing suspicious in Seulgi’s eyes, only added to the oblivious female’s confusion. Yes, she knew nothing about the mistletoe and its meaning during Christmas. Her golden hues locked on the male’s features as she blinked twice, pursing lips. She felt apologetic and lost. Maybe aftter all, she did something much more wrong than bumping into him. “Um— once more, I… am sorry.” She tugged on her sleeves, gently tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear, hurriedly shifting away. For some reason her cheeks still remained stained with crimson.

#jo-ngin #[ forgive her... she's a tiny little bit childish and...lost? ;> ]#.fairytales

"Sometimes I wonder why you stay with me."

Angst Starters. (x)

▋ Loneliness has been his best friend ever since the day his family was taken away from him, ever since everyone he loved vanished in the blink of an eye. By now, yes, he was used to it, but it didn't mean being alone was something he chose--no, Thomas actually has always envied people who had many friend, people who had someone to run to when the pain was too much, when they needed someone. That was something he never had, because when you're ten, real friends are not something common--they are colleagues, and that's is. Real friendships come mostly when you are around fourteen, fifteen.

It wasn't until he got into university that he was able to talk to people--well, he actually only talked to them when it was necessary, but it was a progress from not talking to them at all. Either being them teachers or people from his classes, Thomas would always have issues communicating no matter how simple the conversation was(group projects were the worse and he ended up doing them all on his own). Growing up and taking his own path after finishing his course in photography, the tall male got to meet quite a few people eventually, though none, except for one, did he bother to keep in touch with. Apparently, or what his mind told him, the other male in his company was there out of pity. Who knew. Perhaps it was just all in his had.

Sitting by the edge of other male's bed, he shifted in his place, his gaze lowered to the floor as the uneasy feeling wandered over his chest, causing his heart to shrink. The words that he has feared could be felt coming, probably because he was boring, or maybe no one saw anything worth fighting for in him--friendship ... that was too hard, and perhaps he should stay away from it, right? Being there in Jogin's presence with such a heavy atmosphere wasn't easy, and he started fiddling with his fingers as the other laid in bed with a deep sigh.

"Sometimes I wonder why you stay with me." Jongin's voice was soft, yet Thomas could tell he was being serious, probably more serious than he has ever been. The answer to that was on the tip of the taller's tongue, yet the sudden feeling of having been punched on the stomach kept him quiet for some lingering seconds before the air could make its way back into his lungs and his throat didn't hurt anymore from being so dry. The only thing crossing his mind at that moment was tat he probably was going to be left, most likely because the other male got tired of him.

"Because ..." His tone was low, and the way his fingers curled so tightly had his nails digging onto the flesh of his palms, causing a few bruises to emerge. "... you're the first person who I have been comfortable around in a long time and--if I didn't stay with you, then I would have absolutely no one." The truth has never been pretty, and the uneasy feeling only had his chest feeling heavier than before, because yes, that was something he had to face every single day, loneliness, and as sad as it was, he had gotten quite used to it.

#jo-ngin #( kotae. )#( wen. )

jo-ngin replied to your post:I prefer blue

cute

"Sssh. I promise to put five whole bucketloads of sisterly love into yours."

#jo-ngin #ge

♡ ( i'm laughing already. )

send “♡” for my muse’s reaction to yours kissing them

Nathaniel's eyes widened, a hand on Jongin's shoulder as he pushed the other awake. "What the fuck?" he asked, staring at him for a moment before breaking into laughter, "I know you're pining for me, Jongin, but that's just not the right way to my heart. Instead, I nearly just ripped your balls off."

#meme #[ freaking why ]#jo-ngin #r;nate