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[blccmingdays]

        somehow he had lost his group. he's not complaining, he knows they're around somewhere with the other people backstage. wooyoung had been distracted when he first lost the group. talking to friends, when he bumped into the other. "long time no see." he jokes, no longer really worried about where his other members had disappeared to. "it seems like we haven't seen each in forever." which was actually like two weeks or so but a lot had gone on. @kvrcshi

[tearedrops]

starter for: @kvrcshi. based on: x, > sowon + ??

               she remembers them from when they were younger , when they were filled with joy & curiosity before the years went by & she’d finally made a name for herself in the entertainment industry . though she’d always been on the wealthier side than most , she’d been pushed to babysit for a few families throughout her teenage years . & here they both are now : older , & more attractive , clearly . her thumb & finger come to pinch at the apple of their cheek , a grin breaking out upon her usually stern features . she always had had a soft spot for them .     ‘  you haven’t changed a bit . still as cuuute as ever .  ‘

[pxlimpsest]

out of reach.

the war is at a standstill.

elliot has yet to hear from the castle guards, still sleep eludes him. gentle fingers brush through bright blonde, ocean blue hidden behind peaceful slumber (for once, in many weeks of chaos). sweet nothings are whispered into his twin brother’s ear before he drags himself out of bed, silk pajama pants brushing against the floor as he walks, bare feet against cold marble, to the kitchen.

the quiet seems unreal, and the thought of peace even more so with looking-glass land’s current state.

elliot takes place behind the counter, wonders if he should put away the potion bottles their mother left out, only to raise his gaze when he hears the sound of padded footsteps resonating through the high ceilings of the palace. the figure materializes in the dim light, and elliot cannot help the smile that greets an old friend - the first to break the twins’s solid walls.

“good evening, garrett,” he starts. “can’t sleep?”

( me too. )

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