#jxngayeon

[wooseun-blog]

starter for @jxngayeon

“If we’re together, it’ll always be alright, today and tomorrow.”

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+ continued from here | @jxngayeon

A modulated chuckle became audible as Bomyi made herself comfortable in the chair once again after hearing Ayeon’s words. “You got me”, she admitted in a teasing tone. “So I started making a good choice and you accepted my invitation. I think this is going pretty well, uh?”. Bomyi wrapped her fingers around the cold surface of the glass, taking a long sip of her juice. 

[aekure]

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Peek into my character’s past!∙ ∙ ∙  status: accepting

A bad memory that still haunts them.

It was her first time, the first time she actually considered it love. She was head over heels, her heart racing every single time she’d look at him or think of him, but something changed and ‘til this day it’s something she never understood. Things were fine, in her opinion and everyone was happy or so she assumed but a few fights occurred from time to time. She has always been an impulsive and sensitive person, though she never figured things could’ve headed this way. Something within the male’s mind snapped, leaving him to believe it would’ve been better to step out of her life. Never did she understand why he had gotten so insecure, he felt the need to do whatever he could to get her to leave. But she wouldn’t, of course not, she was madly in love and didn’t know any better, how could she. Things had escalated so badly, his last resort had been to toss lies at her. “You don’t make my heart flutter anymore. You’re not running around my mind anymore. You don’t welcome me in my dreams. Why? Because I don’t care about you. I don’t love you anymore, June. why are you staying. Why are you wasting your time. Love isn’t real, it never was. I cheated on you. I’ve had sex with a different girl.” So many lies, of which she didn’t believe them yet the stung like a bee. It had been one of the most heartbreaking nights of her life, yet it didn’t end there, somehow the two had found their way back on track. 

[giflowery]

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accidental affection. | bomyi x ayeon | accepting!

send me ♢ for my muse to get dared to kiss yours

At that time of the night, she wasn’t sure if her decision to let her friends drag her to that bar was actually a smart one. It has been a couple of long months since her break up with who she thought was the love of her life and BomYi just got tired of hearing her friends whining about how she should move on and go out, have some fun. It was true that the woman was in need of some night away from her apartment, otherwise she would probably had gone insane.

The second not-so-very-responsible-or-smart decision she made that same night was to keep drinking like there’s no tomorrow - and that day will come faster than she thought and will not be a nice one for her head. A drunk BomYi was still a pretty convincing sober BomYi, but a little bit too much more flirtartous and ready to make ten bad choices per minute.

The chef was attentive to everything that was happening at that table, and her ears got even more sensitive when she heard her name. They got into a serious debate about how Bom should enjoy the rest of the night. And after several minutes and the chef babbling about how fine she was, they reached a consensus: she should kiss the girl in red, sitting across the room. And they would not leave until BomYi accept and complete the dare. A freaking stupid teenage like dare.

She thought about it briefly: she wanted to go home as soon as possible and the woman she was dared to kiss was really attractive, so, why not? Inhaling deeply, the tall female got up on her feet feeling more stable that she should due to the amount of shots she had moments ago and made her way to the other side of the bar, dragging all her confidence with herself. When she got closer, Bomyi touched gently the other woman’s shoulder to get her attention, “Hey. Mm– I was watching you across the room and– Do you mind to talk to me for a while?”, she tried to make herself audible enough so her voice could be heard over the music.

[spoiledsovls]

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26: talk about things you do when you're sick.

“sleep. eat. drink medicine. what else am i supposed to say? m’sick. it’ll make me more lazier than i usually am. boring, ey? i mean. i call people on the phone to annoy them. that’s all though. if they continue the conversation, might as well do the same so i can get over my sickness faster. uh. sleep, again.”

[kwonmna]

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character development questions

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5 answered here.

01. What’s an important lesson your muse has learned over the past few years and how has that changed the way they live? A little cliche, but she’s learned that if she really wants something then she has to work hard and be vigilant, and not complain no matter what is thrown her way.

14. Do they take control or give control or do they believe in sharing power? What are their thoughts on control versus submission (either sexually or in relationships in general)? What do they think of authority? In a relationship, Mina’s all about compromise. She’s been in a long enough relationship before to know that it won’t work if only one has all the power or only one is giving in all the time. On the other hand - she’s also kind of used to authority? Especially with work since until now, despite being a four year old group, AOA still has to kowtow to most of what management decides for them. She does hope that one day they can be more hands on, but for now she’s fine with submitting to FNC’s demands.

[yuukician-blog]

❝ Do you actually think I give a damn what anyone thinks of me anymore? ❞

[ ☩ ] The silence that appropriates itself is a putrescent one, the stench that lingers from festering emotions and the antecedent of torment. It hurts doesn’t it? Of course it does. Ahyeon can falsify her cognitive inclination, but Yuuki sees it in its transparent efficacy. Or perhaps, she is too ingenuous a character.  “That’s a lie,” She partially-whispers, a few decibels lower than her original volition. Yuuki’s hand stretches outwards, probing yet almost of a hesitant nature – but she has always existed as one with a pertinacious disposition. Slender fingers contract around Ahyeon’s lithe wrist, “You still care.” Continues the exorcist, somewhat more assiduous this time, “Maybe not completely. But you still care.” 

She doesn’t maintain the contact for long, releasing Ahyeon in a zephyr’s exhale; and porcelain digits regain their colour once again. 

“I’m sure of it…you’re not as heartless as you say – or think – you are.”

(So why is Yuuki shaking?)