#maetamng

[zenotheio-blog]

"Don't let me die."

( ✶ ) random starter sentences: accepting !

It sounds like a quiet murmur; he is sure that he would have missed it had there been any sort of noise around them. That simple fact is what has Zeno frowning; anyone scared to die would not be quite this calm, would they? For a moment it has him questioning whether or not he should step in and save the owner of the voice, but not doing so would only have guilt consuming him later on. It doesn’t seem like that great of a plan. 

‘Don’t worry!’ Not wasting another second, the prince quickly steps forwards, slapping the small device out of the male’s hands. ‘Quick, get away from it!’ How was he supposed to know that the elder had simply been playing a game? How was he supposed to know that phones were anything but harmful? In his eyes, it had been a threatening object, something that might have somehow cursed the beholder of it. With that in mind, he raises his leg just enough to get ready and stomp on the phone. If he broke it, the curse would never be able to return, right?

[keidoscope]

“It’s cute that you tried to protect me and all, but you’re like a foot shorter than me, you know?”

Source: ☿Status: still accepting“I- just because I’m on the short side doesn’t mean I’m not tough.” She lifted up her arm and flexed it in a show of her prowess. There was only a marginal different in the size of her bicep when she flexed. It was pathetic. “You know those suspicious looking people backed off because they were intimidated by my muscles. I admit it was a dangerous stunt but I wasn’t about to let them just outnumber you like that.”

[boniere]

@maetamng

“you’re so full of shit.” she says it with a laugh. not because she doesn’t mean it but because she needs vulgarity to slip past her lips to feel like herself again, she needs it to slip peacefully and easy and with no intention. she doesn’t know why she asked about his dream, doesn’t know why the automatic questions comes out around him and she feels her fingers grip into her skin at the thought. truth be told she uses this line at least four times every night and she’s sick of it. they tell her they dream of her, tell her she’s the embodiment of their desires and the tell-tale sign that they should sin and she has to smile and take it. it’s never been exhausting just routine but last night spiraled a little out of hand.

whispers and responses fill her brain even when she wakes up, head heavy and stomach crying that she get something to eat. normally this isn’t an easy but given the night before she thinks paying for something will help her regain control, so they’re here. she likes the stuffiness of the air, like they don’t bother cleaning it or that they shouldn’t because they hold their customers captive that way. she only breathes in heavy places, likes clogging her throat with things that are anything but her.

“or maybe stop putting yourself in situations so I wouldn’t have to nurse you. Like------ scaring the shit out of me when you show up for food and nearly getting a face full of the head of my bass.” so that had been an accident. she wouldn’t want to bring it up because it would lead towards vulnerability but she does to get it out, she does to accept it and hopes it’ll pass easily. even getting the revelation is out she’s a little exhausted, resting her hands on her arms while glancing around for the food. “if dreams became reality some of us would be thoroughly fucked.” the plate comes right on time because the last thing she wants to talk about is the topic he brings up.

“haven’t been high in four days.” she lifts a fry to place before her lips. “and fuck boys moving on. when’s your next set? I missed your last concert.”

[seoojun]

@maetamng

“Please tell me when did I ever show signs that i’m the type of person who listens pretty well.” Seojun is stubborn as fuck, he gets that. Though Jiwoo is as much and if possible, far more. He’s a tone deaf, methaphorically speaking. He hears what he wants to hear and forgets the rest. That’s how he is most of the time. Consistent, stubborn as a mule. Otherwise, he wouldn’t spend thirty minutes convincing the other to go with him. Half a fucking hour, such a lot of time to spent just by arguing. What a waste.

“Seriously, just go with me. It’s my money we’re using. All you have to do is go with me!” He’s seen his glare, laughs internally but let out a groan. His head is throbbing already and he feels his body getting fidgety. The more Seojun remains quiet, the thinner his patience is becoming. But he’s not about to give up. Not when he’s already using so much of his time, not when he scheduled his whole day for him and even gotten to a point of cancelling his date. “You got to look good for your folks you know. Show them you’re getting better. Come on. It’s just clothes. I’m buying it for you, son.” Challenge him to anything and he’ll accept it with passion. Victory is his and Seojun is going, whether he likes it or not.

Alright, so there’s two stubborn people stuck inside of a room. What do you get? Thirty minutes wasted on nothing, and a very, very annoyed Jang Seojun. Determination was a virtue, he would never disagree on that. However, that virtue could just as easily turn into a vice when it concerned Jiwoo ( and when it concerned himself; but he’d never admit to that ). ‘I told you to shut up, didn’t I?’ His voice remains flat, though the annoyance could be heard to those who listened clearly. If looks could kill, he was certain that his friend would have dropped to the floor by now.

No means no; it was as simple as that. The order could have been repeated a thousand more times, and the answer would still be no. ‘I don’t feel the need to prove them anything. Know when to stop pushing, hyung.’ If there was any topic he did not want to be brought up, it was his parents. Ever. There was nothing to prove to them at all. They would never be impressed, and he would never feel the need to try and do so regardless. To Seojun, their approval meant absolutely nothing. Without wasting another word on it, he grabbed his headphones and demonstratively covered his ears with them, turning up the music as loud as he possibly could.

That was that; end of story.

[seoojun]

@maetamng

Dramatic is the word, alright. Especially when the guy he’s supposed to meet last week stood him up. Days later, no text messages or a call. Not even a goddamn sorry to make it up.

( sms: noodletwat ) dude forreal?

( sms: noodletwat ) but to answer your question. yes, yes, i could be.

( sms: noodletwat ) i'll probably will when you don't show up in our next night out again. motherfucker.

⦓ txt: jiwho ⦔ ― we planned a night out? oops, my bad. must have not been important enough to remember.

A click of his tongue can be heard, head shaking at the screen as he reads through the last text yet another time. Of course, he hadn’t forgotten. Something had simply come up, and his head had been too much of a mess to actually remember to cancel their plans. Still, Jiwoo had been taking this far too seriously ( at least in Seojun’s eyes, he had ).

⦓ txt: jiwho ⦔ ― sounds interesting, and highly tempting. i’ll make sure to give it a shot.

[charleelatte-blog]

all the texts, heol. haha

TEXT MEME [ X ]

[ Sent to: slenderkid ]

Send “✆” for a MORNING text.

don’t forget to bring my juice packs! tnx!!

Send “” for a text that WASN’T SENT.

you’re the best!

Send “☎” for a RUSHED text.

isaac got into an accfn!!!! hurry up!!

Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.

one moreround ofckinen!!!!!!

Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text.

NONE!!!!!!!

Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.

do you think we would ever go mainstream?

Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.

dont you ever dare scare me again like that?! you fucking asshole!!

Send “#” for a RANDOM text.

so what do you and isaac do when im not around?

Send “@” for a SCARED text.

I NEED YOU TO COME INTO THE STUDIO RIGHT NOW!!!!!!! THERES A FREAKIN COCKROACH INSIDE THE BOOTH!!!!!

Send “&” for a LOVING text.

you’re one of a kind, jiwoo! i appreciate you!

Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.

how do you tie your shoes?

Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.

I GOT ASKED TO PARTICIPATE IN A STREET PERFORMANCE!!!!!!!

Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.

I AM NOT GOING TO WORK FOR THE GALLERY, MOM!!

Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

why did the puppy die tho??? :‘c

Send “✈” for a text while TRAVELING.

i’m on my way to LA. let them know i wont be able to join any performances for a week or two. tnx.

Send “⚠” for an EMERGENCY text.

HURRY THE FUCK UP!!! ISAAC LOCKED THE KEYS OF THE STUDIO INSIDE THE VAN!!!

Send “✴” for an ANGRY text.

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME, JIWOO?! I TOLD YOU COUNTLESS TIMES NOT TO MESS WITH MY SET!!!

[dvhyes-blog]

Milan, Cairo.

Pretty City Asks↳ accepting !

Milan: How do you think others describe you?

I already answered this one.

Cairo: Whats your favorite quote?

“One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs, or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls.” It’s from my favorite book, A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini.