#onismxx

[svvitas-blog]

❝❞ - Krystal

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( onismxx​ ) - Krystal

"That was a bad plan, really." Taking a seat on the sofa, Krystal looked at the two cd's the male had bought for her.

[cassolace-blog]

“One word. That’s all you really need to know. Poison.”

He was reduced to a writhing mess, pleading for the slightest bit of mercy between choked sobs. Was he praying for heaven ´s or was he begging forhell´s? Either way, neither listen to the wretched. It was depressing, it waspathetic to some extent.  Soon hismovements lost violence, his eyes turned into nothing but hollow.

And as quick as it entered his pierced his thoughts, it left them with nothing but a final breath.

Cassiusquickly removed his hand from the cup, standing in silence before the phrasedraws out the other´s lips. It was bad enough to break into a victim´shousehold, even worse to be caught by a stranger. He eyed the man standing beforehim. The ruthless aura could have been sensed from miles just as the faintscent of sulfur.

Cassius ignored the knot in his throat as the previous image flashed through his eyes. Whatdoes it take, to make a man so afraid? “I already knew that one” Hescratched the back of his ear, trying to brush off the crawling sensation. “Twoout of three maybe?”

[winterblves-blog]

Hands and fingers

Hands: Are you an artist/writer?

I’m an artist; though, like most, I’m starving and under appreciated. ( laughs. ) 

Fingers: Do you play an instrument?

I used to play the piano when I was younger and still at home. But my passion was never in it, even though I found it relaxing and beautiful.

[hyuboo]

Dear person I hate

I don’t hate anybody. I dislike some people, but I could never say it’s hate.. I mean ‘hate’ is a very strong word, don’t you think?

[sinyvn]

"You ruined my life. Why would I be happy to see you?"

open starter prompts

"ruined your life? oh come on, it was just a little bomb." baekhyun replies, sadistic grin growing on his lips as his head tilts slightly to the right, gaze fixated on the taller's. he hums in fake thought then, glancing up before smiling innocently. "and, well, a countless other little less-civilized greetings, i do suppose."

of course, several murder attempts from each time the two meet wouldn't exactly classify their relation as the best, but baekhyun liked to take things lightly - make a little joke out of the situation. whether or not it made things better was highly debatable, but at least it never failed to make baekhyun sleep better at night.

"how about a little smile, honey?" the shorter purred, mischievous smile remaining on his lips as he leaned against the stone wall of the alley. "i'm sure you must have missed me at least a little bit."

[reminiscis]

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Send me a ‘♡’ if you actually like my blog. Takes a second, means a lot.. (x)

[ whispers. I secretly love your blog as well tbh. Oops, I said it eue Anyway, thank you so, so much. I really do hope we can interact soon because I really do wish to ; u ; rolls around. ]

[kyungapple]

♦ - I'm late but do the thing anyways.

♦ Open when you’ve had a bad day.

Tall one,

    I’m not sure why I’m leaving you this. I cannot write on paper because it looks like uncoordinated scribbles, so I’m leaving this in your text messages. Don’t look until you have to, okay? I’ll know. When I feel sad, I look at jellyfish or sing. I don’t know what happens when you’re sad, but I imagine music offers some sort of comfort. I sang something for you. It’s in this little voice file attached underneath. Remember, only use it for emergencies. I owe you something for teaching me so much.

attached: -x.

[sxngjongxn]

"Come on, dance with me."

onismxx

"Please don’t make me do this," Leo slowly shook his head and refused to get up from his seat at the bench. A makeshift outdoor ball in the middle of winter, it was a ridiculous idea but it was also a very mild season. Couples were slow dancing in the clearing in their casual clothing and a band played under a tree. It was romantic enough for anyone who appreciated the little touches but Leo didn’t. He hated dancing and balls and anything that required his feet to move smoothly across the surface.

He looked up at the other man and the outstretched hand. It felt like he had grown heavier on the seat but the look he was getting was so tempting. Seoul was a big city, it’s not like he would see any of these people again after he embarrassed himself. He reached out and intertwined his fingers with the other, using the grip to help himself up. “I’m going to step on your toes a lot.”

Jongin merely smiled and tugged their linked hands, steps taken back onto the dark wood of the dance floor.

"We can play a game," he said lightly, lips tugging into something more playful, but still soft.

Music was a delight he'd felt - something Jinyi was never shy of sharing with him - was a luxury undeniable. Piano gave him a chance to create simple expressions, but dance-...there was something else lovely and calming to it that the feline could never brush off given the opportunity. Just like now for example.

"Try to step on my toes," he dared.

He drew Leo's right hand to the curve of his waist as his own left hand settled on the taller's shoulder, their already held hands, remaining idle at shoulder height. The distance between them remained respectable, but Jongin was not shy in taking one step foward into the rhythm of the music, mind wandering between now and the lessons his owner had given him a lifetime ago.

"And I'll try to step on yours."