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[woobinx]

   starter for @persvnas

   “How come you’re so quiet, huh? Are my good looks really that shocking?” He questions, raising an eyebrow as he gives you a quick look up and down. “Don’t worry about it. You can be honest.”

[bachye]

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When it comes to bandage someone up, she likes to say she’s a pro at it. The number of times she has hurt herself when no one has been around her and she has needed to take care of herself, can’t be counted with two hands. Probably not even with three hands. And as a teenager, she learned how to take care of someone, thanks to her grandmother. That old woman got into surgery ( she’s not really old, she just liked to call her one ) needed to be looked after it and as a good granddaughter, Chaeyeong was there to look after her. So a little blood, which she saw coming from Ina’s finger doesn’t affect her to the point of making a big deal out of it.

Reaching to open the cabinet’s door where she and her roommate hide bandages and other stuff for small emergency situations, she takes three different boxes of bandages and tosses them on the table. “Which one?” One of them has blain ones, the ones you see adults have, one has Hello Kitty printed on and the last one has different Pokemons. Why does she have them? She prefers the colored ones more than the boring ones.

[phantcmwise]

starter for @persvnas muse: val oh based on: this plot

“whoa, you look like shit,” val commented as soon as she opened her apartment door, in lieu of an actual hello. she wasn’t surprised to see the other, not exactly, but it was a little unusual. especially in such a state. it wasn’t what she had been expecting when she heard the knock on the door, anyway, but val was kind of getting used to not being surprised by the unexpected -- especially considering how she grew up and the variety of people she lived with currently. “are you okay?” 

[soliloqued]

♡ 「  @persvnas  」

mortals  are  so  easily  impressed  .  sometimes  it  doesn’t  take  a  word  ----  just  minding  one’s  business  down  the  hall  ,  eyes  she’s  charmed  blue - green  lowered  to  welcome  pamphlet  held  preciously  ,  yet  bittersweet  of  how  this  all  feels  .  of  course  centuries  ago  school  was  never  an  option  for  such  inferior  sex  . . .  disgusting  !  but  oh  how  these  creatures  evolved  ,  at  least  in  this  retrospect  .  yes  ,  heightened  sense  picks  up  murmurs  of  envy  or  lust  ,  nothing  special  ;  nothing  new  .  a  couple  others  had  already  approached  before  sandaled  foot  touched  door  threshold  ,  desiring  an  exchange  of  numbers  for  ‘  club  activities  ’  .  right  .  

“  ------   not  from  around  here  .  i  was  born  in  france  ,  actually  ,  ”  a  cute  smile  ,  rubbing  the  back  of  head  gingerly  because  that  always  works  .  gets  enchanting  celestial  warm  reception  .  despite  annoyance  that  her  superior  intellect  &.  astute  power  must  be  dulled  at  this  moment  in  order  to  make  pleasing  memories  (  why  did  she  scribble  in  uni  student  to  that  damn  list  ,  anyway  ?  a  list  for  the  immortal  ,  lives  to  live  so  i  won’t  get  bored  type  shit  )  .  this  was  a  dreaded  decade  ,  but  maybe  one  bringing  surprises  ?  so  far  ,  nope  .  

that  sound  she  decodes  as  laughter  erupts  ,  sonified  due  to  increasing  voices  .  this  isn’t  the  case  of  group  merriment  ;  something’s  happened  ,  right  ?  company  also  turns  in  that  direction  ,  cues  her  own  intrigue  . . .  but  what’s  so  hilarious  about  some  figure  lying  on  ground  ?  cants  head  curiously  ,  even  the  sight  of  this  confusion  is  lovely  !  “  i  don’t  get  it  .  ”  really  not  meant  for  nearest’s  ears  ,  but  they  take  time  to  explain  anyway  .  ah  ,  she  muses  ,  they’re  also  easily  amused  .  kinda  . . .  (  breezing  path  towards  victim  ,  chin  lifted  ,  graceful  steps  )  . . .  distasteful  .  waterfall  tresses  fan  around  head  ,  blinks  dream - like  gaze  towards  unfamiliar  .  “  do  you  . . .  think  if  you  stay  here  long  enough  hell  will  open  up  &.  swallow  you  like  a  little  potato  chip  ?  ”            

[lvllcby-archive]

@persvnas​

it’s definitely not uncommon for sanchan to spend the majority of his time in the studio. probably something that happens more often than not. sometimes getting lost in the moment of running through the choreo time after time again. which is exactly what explains the fact that he’s just stepping out of the change room with his dance bag way later than he was supposed to. having supposed to have gone to meet with a class mate for their project. biting his lip as he pulls open the door to the cafe they had agreed on. “i’m sorry i’m late. i lost trac of time.”

[prcssvre]

Sunny watched as the singer sat in front of him. “Done your set already?I thought you had another fifteen minutes.” His eyebrow raised. “Anyways, did you want a drink of some sort?” // @persvnas​

[2359krw]

well this was awkward. daniel didn’t think that he’d end up sitting directly opposite of the other, absolutely not. he’d thought that their encounter would be a one-time thing, said their goodbyes and bid farewell but apparently not as he was now seated with a group of friends, including the person that he had slept with. his lips pressed into a tight smile, “so... how’d you guys know each other?” — @persvnas​ loosely based on this !

[vigcur]

   ╰☆╮   ❝  yeah  ,  i’m  just  gonna  go  in  here  and  .  .  fuck  her  ,  i  guess  . ❞  a  little  overkill  on  the  attempting  to  come  across  straight  front  ;  but  jagger’s  not  as  worried  about  keeping  the  facade  up  as  sue  is  ,  (  and  he’s  already  expecting  the  blunt  smack  he’ll  recieve  for  callous  words  .  .  and  he’s  fine  with  it  )  .  as  soon  as  door  shuts  behind  him  he’ll  sigh  ,  rolling  his  eyes  ,  ❝  i  don’t  know  how  they  believe  we’re  together  .  .  i’m  way  too  much  for  you  .  ❞  he’ll  flop  onto  lavish  bed  ,  staring  up  at  her  ;  he’s  talking  about  the  help  of  course  ,  god  knows  neither  of  their  families  really  care  all  that  much  about  their  personal  lives  ;  as  long  as  they’re  not  in  any  tabloids  ,  ❝  so  where  are  we  off  to  tonight  then  ?  ❞  .  / @persvnas