#livesremembered

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                           ❛        𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐒  𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆        ❜

      humans  and  their  emotions  .  a  plague  upon  mankind  ,  a  disaster  of  what  could  have  been  favored  for  the  brave  ,  but  taemin  ----  he  is  half  of  such  creature    ,  banned  from  the  liveliness  that  they  enjoy  ,  distanced  from  the  sanctuary  of  demonkind  ,  he  remains  in  a  sense  of  purgatory  .    solace  never  to  be  found  over  the  course  of  centuries  and  yet  in  this  moment  ,  he  understands  .  mostly  .    ❛     it  sounds  to  me  like  you  need  to  either  deal  with  it  ,  or  find  yourself  an  escape  ,  some  things  just  aren’t  worth  the  trouble          ❜

@livesremembered​ said  “ sometimes i get tired of thinking about the things that i don’t want to think about. ” for rune  // poetry sentence prompts

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livesremembered kek

send urls, get positivity meme! + @livesremembered ( with love from @spoiledsovls )

wowowowowow, it’s @livesremembered!! or do you go my @monarchkiing now? ehehehe. but look! my darling friend, another friend wants to send you some love and has tasked me with letting you know all the ways that you are brilliant. so let’s go!

so like?? ever since i added you several blogs ago, you are just - consistently hitting it out of the park. with your muses, your aesthetics, your writing, you are just god damn a phenomenon! and literally anybody who knows me well will tell you usually i’m not about like new blogs all the time but i really genuinely enjoy writing with all your characters because you’ve put so much effort and care into writing them, and you genuinely work on the relationships and creating something of a unique experience each time. you’re just amazing and it and i’m over here like, how the fuck!? i can only do 5, and i’ve had them all for over a year! honestly, i just stan the shit out of your creativity, i love it.

you’re also mega charming, which maybe that’s a bit of a weird thing to say but seriously, you are! when we talk it always feels super natural and you never make me feel awkward, and when we plot it’s always a fun time and i just love your excitement. like it’s so so so clear that you are here to write and write seriously, you wanna put together beautiful things, and inspiration, you’re just such a fun partner and i know that other people feel the same way, otherwise, why would our lovely friend be here trying to show you that you are just one seriously wicked piece of wonder??

which on that note, yo, @spoiledsovls!!! you’re fucking awesome! like seriously awesome, i can’t believe you’re able to put out so much quality writing each and every day, and have such fantastic bonds with so many people in the rpc, you are a god damn treasure and i feel really lucky to have met you!

[mvxnn]

a new beginning , @livesremembered​​ ; to any

      ❛ Sometimes life is so exhausting .. I needed to get away from the city. ❜

[spoiledsovls]

@livesremembered​.

...

she had managed to get away from her grandmother-- thankfully she had not moved at all even when their door squeaked just a tad bit. closing her room door behind her, she tiptoed through the open area they called their living room, walking over to the extension room where song lay. his texts were off and he refused to take medicine, yet he had knowledge that he was sick and hyejung’s maternal instincts kicked in badly. if he wasn’t going to take medicine, she would at least accompany him in his bed until he kicked her out. whenever he kicked her out, that is. they had a habit of wanting to avoid each other altogether, breathe in for a few moments while they took in the space that they needed before coming back together again. when she first came in, her instinct was to extend her arm, back of her hand now pressing against his forehead. just as she had expected -- a fever. 

hyejung had come in with a half bucket of water, a clean cloth floating as it soaked up the liquid. before she was able to pick it up, she feels the familiar warmth she wished to reside in for a few more days, knowing that it would be absent afterwards. he smothers himself into her chest, a regular safe haven for song as they slept the night away, hand wrapped around his waist unconsciously while they dreamed about things. there were no words to be spoken, feeling a bit of pain seeing song like this. it was different than before, sometimes it was just his mood but right now his body had given up on him for a little, seeing the sweat beaded along his forehead caused her to grab the wet cloth with her free hands, wrung it out, and slowly lay the both of them along his bed.

there was a fine line between friends and lovers, yet she was unsure of what their line was. they constantly moved back and forth, sometimes even reverting back to strangers if the idea permitted. she folds the cloth in half in order to dab it along his face, getting rid of his perspiration before placing it on top of his bare chest. she lets out a sigh, hopefully it would cool him down just a bit.

[neonhymn]

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Bolin doesn't know why he asked such sentimental things when he had been drinking. He hated emotional conversations when he was sober, maybe he was bottling himself up and exploding the moment he lacked even the slightest bit of restraint. Even though he's the first to ask the question, it still surprises him when it's turned around back at him. Bolin's thumbnail scraped at the label of his beer bottle and he peeled at it aggressively with a sigh. He loved his family and lost them. He loved his friends and they left him. But he wasn't in love with them. There were days where he was tempted to put himself out there, but the risk was too great and he wasn't ready to lose even more. He swallowed back the lump of salt in the back of his throat and was quick to shake his head. "You're right. You know what's not a waste of time? Another round of beer on me. Unless you're in the mood for something stronger? I'm not able to carry you home so please be considerate here. With me and my wallet," he laughed uneasily, trying to shift the mood to something lighter. @livesremembered​ 

[spoiledsovls]

‘ SPOTS TO KISS + [24] ’ from Aki

spots to kiss.

status: accepting.

24.  a kiss on the shoulder.

he was unsure if it was a dream or if it was reality, but he’s caught aki awake in the middle of the night. he squints, unable to get his eyes to adjust to the surroundings so quickly. he knew that the younger was more affectionate than he was - it was a given after their first few encounters (holding his hand, resting his head against jaehyun’s shoulder, the light taps against his lap.) it wasn’t a surprise that aki would be clinging to him like a panda against their bamboo shoot, it was cute - in some protective kind of way. he hums, rubbing his eyes when a moment of realization washes over him.

his shoulder was exposed from the oversized shirt he wore to sleep, the shirt swallowing the top half of his body but that wasn’t the problem. aki’s lips had managed to press against jaehyun’s shoulder, it was surprising but this time he didn’t flinch. he let him kiss his shoulder, he’d receive a kiss back. where? was the question. he lies there in silence, eyes fluttering over to aki before stripping his disguise of aki being his ‘best friend’ to --- to what was it? he was still unsure. in one swift movement, jaehyun turns so that he’s parallel to aki, cupping his cheek as he pulls him in to close the distance between their lips. 

[spoiledsovls]

‘ SPOTS TO KISS + [3] ’ from song

spots to kiss.

status: accepting.

3.  a kiss on the forehead.

they’ve been sneaking into each other’s beds, making it a habit to slip under the covers and entangle their limbs within each other. the warmth she felt when cuddling with song was different - unlike any other. he was her source of fire for the night, burning hotter on others. this time, she managed to come to his door, knocking to let him know that she was coming in. her footsteps were dainty, closing the door behind her in a slow manner in order for her to not  make anymore excessive noise. there was a dim light that shone through his blinds, hitting spots that were hidden in broad daylight. she makes his way over to where his figure lied, spotting his outline in the dark as she peels the covers off of him slowly to take the space next to him.

scooting closer, her arm wraps around his waist in a tender manner, the background noise of the room was lulling her to sleep. it wasn’t completely quiet; there were cicadas purring near the window, quiet creaks around the house when the next door neighbor would move, song’s soft breathing against her. half-lidded eyes fall to a close before feeling his arms around her own body, the familiar heat now pressed atop her forehead. she tries not to smile but alas, could not stop herself from doing so. she adjusts her position, allowing the two to fall into a deep slumber.

[spoiledsovls]

“ looks like this is our lucky day.” from aki!

twd season one starters.

status: accepting.

“looks like it is.” jaehyun looks over at the other with a gentle smile (damn, he was capable of smiling this much around someone?) sitting up in his bed before stretching. usually, the male would be unable to sleep - he’s either at the computer scanning for foreign codes that could give him valuable information or serving drinks with a fake smile to get by. due to aki’s presence (let’s not mind that he had been kidnapped. ish.) jaehyun slept like a baby after years of dealing with insomnia. the time wasn’t as late as he thought it would be -- two in the morning was do-able -- his body felt refreshed and not ready to fall apart to bits and pieces. that’s how he could tell that it was going to be a day. maybe it was because aki was there too, who knows.

it was difficult to understand the concept of friends that weren’t his twin brother, but he had to branch out somehow. disregarding the males’ origins, they were able to meet at unexpected times. jaehyun ponders about it all the time - if he hadn’t been lead to a fake location, would fate have the two meet? sometimes he would push the thought away, a little depressing to think about knowing that jaehyun wasn’t the type to get himself out there for new friends. still, he was appreciative of his friend - best friend - for waltzing into his life at a turning point. they were able to write new chapters in jaehyun’s book, blank pages being overwritten with memories he could cherish instead of terrorize. he lets out a sigh, gently patting aki’s thigh. “i’ve been learning how to cook simple things... so... let me cook breakfast for us? you can supervise.”