#prosperatur

[dcmaged]

@prosperatur​ liked this for a starter.

open to: m/f/nb. connection: whatever you desire. muse: bae sungmin.

☆  -  “ i don't often get the chance to talk to someone like you. ”

[svnnysidevp]

"𝐎𝐇 ... 𝐇𝐄𝐘 !” words find themselves tongue tied, quiet fluttering in her chest beginning to erupt once she sets eyes on the girl in front of her; if she’d known the record store girl were this pretty, she would’ve come by a lot more often. nimble hands finger swiftly through the shelves upon shelves of vinyl, and it’s difficult not to get overwhelmed — but noah had felt her collection had been void of ... something. and she was intent on finding it ( even if she didn’t know what that something was ! ). “i’ve been looking for a new piece to add to the stuff i have at home, but i don’t really know what works well with what i got, or, like, anything specific i’m looking for; do you get that sometimes ?” she peers up at the other, gentle smile oozing through otherwise seemingly unapproachable features. “oh, i’m ... i’m noah, by the way.” she doesn’t know why she feels the need to introduce herself in front of the other, but the words leave her mouth anyway, smile lifting the corners of her mouth — “so, yeah, did you have any recs, maybe ?” — that almost immediately fall into a slight grimace, hopefully unnoticeable, when an all too familiar song begins to echo across the store’s walls. christ.  /  @prosperatur​​  !

[ofdamnation]

@prosperatur​!

         ‘  alright unni,  i need to get up to get the——  yah!! ’     eunhee whines,  the other’s sudden palm smacking against her rear most unexpected.  considering the small noise that emitted the blonde’s lips verged on more of a moan,  her cheeks turn bright red.   ‘  stop it,  you’re not funny.  ’    the younger of the two scoffs,  though she makes no movement to get off of andie’s lap just yet.    ‘  do it again and i start throwing punches.  ’

[versctles]

* based on this plot

        ✧ . rainer has yet to function normally without clinging onto his mother. it’s almost been a week since he’s moved into this new town, giving her a call whenever he gets a chance. he’s very expressive of his homesickness, how waking up without the oceanic scenery and sand on his feet causes this emptiness to stir in his stomach. and because of that, he’s been the biggest recluse, situating himself within the safety of his studio apartment to focus on finishing his paintings. hunger urges him to step out for groceries, consequently making his very first friend -- a stray feline. tonight, he’s chasing after aforementioned feline, and it only takes a gust of wind to lock himself out. nice going, rainer. 

            he does however, gravitate towards blaring music that comes from the next unit. taking a deep breath, realization hits that he’s left with no other choice, in spite of being clad in merely boxer shorts. specifics of cheery cat printed clothing, or generally lack of clothing is beckoning him for blatant judgment, but there’s no time left to lose. nameless feline couldn’t get away when rainer’s already stocked up on milk cartons and cat litter. 

            with one arm barely covering his shirtless torso, he knocks on the door, desperation prompting his efforts to grow heavier. upon meeting the eyes of a total stranger, he swallows hard, cheeks radiating almost as brightly as his boxer shorts. “ hi . . . i’m sorry to interrupt anything. i’m rainer. i live next-door, ” he starts with his timid tone, turning to gesture over to his side of the apartment. “ i uhh . . . need some help, ” a nervous smile crosses his features when his gaze returns to the other. he’s shivering in his half-naked state, and yet he seems confident with his priorities, “ . . . can you help me find my cat ? ” *  –  ♡ @prosperatur​

[sncppings]

“oh god, what now?” the ravenette jokingly groans, despite the fond smile spreading across his lips as the other walks up to the counter. “there’s no way one person can fuck up their phone this many times in two weeks.”

@prosperatur​ ♡’d for a one-liner ! ( x )

[svnnysidevp]

“WE’VE  GOT  TO  STOP  MEETING  LIKE  THIS.”  teasing  tone  floats  through  dry  words,  racked  with  sleep;  the  buzzing  of  his  phone  overwhelmed  with  messages,  over  and  over  and  over  again,  goes  unnoticed  as  he  sits  perched  against  the  headboard  of  the  bed,  looking  over  at  rhett  with  a  winsomeness  he  can’t  quite  place.  “and  i  mean  it  this  time.”  whether  benji  is  trying  to  convince  his  ex  boyfriend  or  himself,  he  isn’t  quite  sure  yet.  “no  more  fucking  about,  or  whatever.”    /    @prosperatur​​    !

[sadderdazing]

╰   ☔️  ˙  ˖ ✧   ˟  ⊰  𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅  𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓  𝒇𝒐𝒓   @prosperatur​  .

          clouded  vision  blurs  the  image  of  boyfriend   -----   now  ex  scampering  throughout  room  ,  collecting  anything  and  everything  that  belongs  to  him  ,  seemingly  intent  on  making  sure  there  was  not  even  a  single  shred  of  evidence  that  a  second  of  his  precious  time  was  ever  wasted  here  .  body  has  all  but  melted  into  edge  of  his  mattress  ,   pale  lips  curling  into  a  hint  of  a  grin  as  he  fails  to  suppress  an  unwarranted  chuckle   ,  a  result  of  a  strange  semblance  of  amusement  derived  from  the  peculiar  scenario  unraveling  before  him  .    ‘    look  ,  i  don’t  know  if  i’ve  finally  greened  the  fuck  out  ,  or  if  you’re  just  purposely  moving  this  slow  .  there’s  no  point  in  dragging  this  out  ,  jagger  .  you  should  just  go  ,  yeah  ?   and  i’ll  tell  you  what    -----    if  i  do  come  across  something  you  happened  to  forget  ,  i  can  always  mail  it  to  you    ....   unless  you  dumping  me  also  means  i  won’t  be  getting  your  new  address  .    ’ 

[holyfields-a]

starter from sinclair   /   white ferrari, frank ocean

‘ i care for you still and i will, forever. ’      @prosperatur​