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[etastra-moved]

@monalisa-club !!

     “i could hear you from outside.” it’s almost like walking back into their home, hearing the clattering and noise filling his otherwise still apartment, seeing a pair of familiar shoes kicked off by his pile of footwear, just knowing who will be waiting on the other side ( and not just because he got a text affirming the extra key was found easily ) ; despite mildly miffed words, there is an undeniable smile adorning the student’s features as he makes his way further inside, setting empty canvas and dirtied backpack upon the beaten up couch mindlesly, following the sound of movement that seems to be originating from the kitchenette.

     peering inside he is greeted with the sight of a familiar thatch of dark hair, amid a chaotic mess dotting his counters and stove that rivals the chaotic mess of his painting room. yet fondness curls through him as he steps inside to survey the damage his sister has done to the kitchen, huffing out a little breath and questioning teasingly, “back to cooking ? or are you just destroying my kitchen for fun ?” he’s missed her something fierce and he will complain about the mess later.

[gwyynbleidd-a]

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     ↳  o r a n g e    ❛   A bug is never just a mistake. It represents something bigger.                                             An error of thinking that makes you who you are.   ❜

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❤ ∗ ∘ ▌ ❝ STARTER FOR @monalisa-club​ 

AND    PERHAPS    it    is    a    rather    far    stretch    for    him    to    believe    that    someone    as    wise    as    his    grandmother    could    ever    believe    that    he’d    found    someone    to    marry    this    fast.    he    had    always    been,    as    she    liked    to    say    :    a    lonesome    boy.    that    was    ---    outside    of    the    senses    he    was    alone,    there    were    no    feelings    of    love    attached    to    the    escapades    of    which    he    took    part    in.    they    were    to    fill    time,    to    say    the    least.    still,    the    woman    had    reminded    him    time    and    time    again,    that    it    must    be    good    for    a    man    to    get    married    (    she    was    rather    traditional    )    and    to    share    his    life    with    a    woman.    to    make    children,    the    whole    nine.    this,    he    did    not    find    necessary.    in    fact,    he    didn’t    find    it    to    be    true    at    all.    had    it    been    good    for    his    parents    to    be    married    before    his    mother’s    death    ?    it    had    caused    nothing    more    than    a    period    of    tribulation    after    her    passing,    what    with    the    discovery    of    a    bastard    child    and    all.    needless    to    say    ----    christian    does    not    believe    in    things    as    trivial    as    love,    nor    does    he    believe    in    pleasures    as    permanent    as    marriage    without    a    given    reason.    what    he    does    believe    in    though,    is    his    grandmother’s    happiness    while    she    lay    ill    in    the    hospital    bed    which    he    funded    himself.    apparently,    the    rest    of    his    family    hadn’t    thought    much    about    keeping    her    alive.    thus,    an    introduction    to    akina.    wealthy    families    talk    amongst    each    other    all-too-much,    and    perhaps    this    was    just    a    reflection    of    that.    akina’s    creation    was    interesting    to    christian    to    say    the    least,    after    all    with    his    career    revolving    around    technology    it    was    something    he    would    find    of    interest.    however,    he    didn’t    know    what    to    expect    when    meeting    her.    it    felt    like    being    loaned    a    person.    and    so    without    much    information    on    how    to    act,    he    shifts    awkwardly    in    his    seat    (    and    he    was    all    but    awkward    otherwise    )    only    hardly    looking    up    from    the    expensive    china    that    sat    before    him    on    the    table    in    order    to    say    something.    “    so    ---    thank    you    for    uhm,    doing    this    for    me...”    what    else    was    he    to    say    ?    had    it    even    been    an    option    to    begin    with    ?

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@monalisa-club  (  cyprus / lark  )  |  ↻

❝ i swear to everything that is holy, i’m going to beat your ass to a pump. ❞   donghyuck sneered at the other male, his fingers curled tightly into a fist, his knuckles turning whiter than his complexion and his dark hues were darker than normal, a sign of which he may just attack the other if no one steps in.  he was so close to doing it, too and if taeyong didn’t grab him and pull him away from the other vampire, then there would be a fight and the other would have lost the aforementioned fight.

❝ that’s enough! ❞   taeyong’s deep voice boomed after he tugged the younger away, his dark hues were narrowed into a threatening glare at his own coven member then at the other vampire;  one of a coven they were rivals with.  he stepped between the two and gritted his teeth in annoyance and irritation at the two vampires before his gaze flickered to the woman;  the leader of the other coven.   ❝ yah!  keep your boy on a leash and i’ll keep mine on one too. ❞   he demanded with a hiss;  he could feel donghyuck glaring at him for that comment but he truly didn’t care.

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@monalisa-club tapped the ❤

     “come on!!” he’s wheedling, hands clinging to the other’s upper arm and all but shaking appendage, sounding not unlike a child who just refuses to accept no for an answer. “i haven’t stayed in an abandoned place in a while and my subscribers need another vid, they’re starving for it.” caspar is more than willing to stay in a haunted place himself, only he doesn’t wish to die because he fell through the floor and broke his legs or because he pissed off a spirit or, even worse, because he found a demonic entity rather than a harmless ghost ( he'll fuck with a lot of things but demonic entities are a hard no ).

[etastra-moved]

@monalisa-club liked !!

     “it’s b-basically tradition to get sm-sm-sm -- hammered on halloween !!” whether it was taking a shot every time the protagonist did something dumb onscreen or going to a costume party, junseo’s found plenty excuses to knock back liquor.

[etastra-moved]

@monalisa-club !!

     “pavi !” loud greeting called towards the woman, head popping into view with a bright smile decorating features. usually such an expression means he has some terrible pun resting on his tongue but, this time, there’s a certain shyness curving the edges of his lips. “i’ve got a little something for you. are you busy ?” aoyun finds the woman quick enough, sidling up to her with his gift hidden behind his back. “and i promise it’s not a pun.”

[etastra-moved]

@monalisa-club // xx

     a pleased little giggle ( an actual, honest to heaven, bona fide giggle ! ) escapes the cosmos when pavi merely rolls her eyes at him, merely pokes a finger to his forehead in obvious playful annoyance ; it’s part of any friendship he has that aoyun lets cheesy universe-themed pick up lines and puns roll off tongue like they’re words or laughter, often to the point of annoying friends. he’s yet to reach pavi’s point of no return, though with the way she asks for him to continue his impromptu lesson, the cosmos doubts he’ll reach that point any time soon. “okay, okay -- we were talking about supernovas, right ? or do you want me to talk about stellar black holes instead.”