#psychxtaec

[khnfused]

Fancy seeing you around here.

Trashyeon, you motherfucker ! 

[khnfused]

[txt → Flatass] Hey dickhead.

[  t e x t ⇢ 뜨랐연 ] You’re one to talk, considering you decided to continue sitting on your mom’s couch in Boston when you have a job to do here. 

[  t e x t ⇢ 뜨랐연 ] But if you’ve already forgotten, that job is to clean up the shit you still have lying around. 

[  t e x t ⇢ 뜨랐연 ] Seriously. Your room smells like urine

[  t e x t ⇢ 뜨랐연 ] Pretty sure Princess peed on the carpet or your dirty laundry more than once in there. 

[  t e x t ⇢ 뜨랐연 ] Buuuut not my problem :) Feel free to never come back and tell your Mom I still hate you. 

[khnfused]

[txt → Flatass]: I got held up at work and I'm starving. Order pizza or something kthx.

[  t e x t : 뜨랐연 ➠ 7:03PM. ] Since when am I your errand-runner? Pick one up when you get done. I’m busy playing with Goo-maan and Faye. 

[  t e x t : 뜨랐연 ➠ 7:03PM. ] Also can you do a better job at controlling Princess– she peed in the kitchen twice this afternoon.. 

[dweebpool-archive]

Player 2 || Junior & Taecyeon

psychxtaec

It could be said that Junior was a regular at the Arcade just a few buildings down from the Comic Shop. Easily he'd invest more than half his paycheck there every week. That's right, invest. If there was any possibility to buy stocks for that particular shop he probably would. As much as he enjoyed the ambiance today he was a man with a mission. A very particular one at that. So as time to close the shop came he all but sprinted around making sure everything was in place once more before leaving Brenda to close up.

There was a slight bounce in his step as he headed down the sidewalk mind set in his goal for the evening. As he stepped into the Arcade Junior waved at one of the employees, particularly a girl around 17 with a particular affliction for the Deadpool comics. Secretly one of his favourite people. Maybe not so secretly-- But he walked over to the Tekken machine. He had come prepared tonight. But to much of his surprise someone had beat him to it.

“Mind if I join?” He asked with a smile before reaching into his pocket pulling out a couple of quarters.

[theqameison]

（*´▽｀*）:I love the way you play your character.

（*´▽｀*）: I love the way you play your character.

[ /pets yo face; Thank you, bb! The feeling is 100% mutual! ^^ ]

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[txt → Flatass]: You still out? I thought you were coming home early tonight.

[ Message to Contact: 뜨랐연. ] Missing me already ? \(^ㅁ^)/ Ke. Yea, I just was figuring out a schedule with a new student, lost track of time. On my way back now. 

[confidexce-blog]

fan meet coincidence? | t & y

psychxtaec

( * A smile was plastered on her features as her head bowed out of surprise. The joy of having fans around ) What's your name? Sumin? It's a pleasure to meet you. ( * She bowed her head once again before the next fan entered to her vision circle ) Hello... ( * Her sentence stopping as she looked at the male's face closely ) Wait...I think I know you... I seen your face around.. ( * Her smile getting wider as her memory starts to recall ) You're a college student, aren't you? 

[confidexce-blog]

☦ my muse trying to cheer up your muse

Masterlist of Memes

"It got canceled?!" The woman shrieked, horror displaying on her angelic features. It seemed that their fansign was canceled due that most members schedules were conflicting. With that, her heart cascaded to the floor and felt that it burst to million pieces. This had not been the first time but it disheartening her even more due that recovering their fans has been a task that has not been able to be fulfilled. Since the lost of their dear member, Yoona wanting to send joy to their fans has been merely unreachable from her hands. That’s what she felt. With a heavy sigh, she simply nodded and given the day free. Just what she needed, as she adjusted her hat. She headed off to the pavement.

It seemed that Seoul was already greeted by winter. The trees seemed to shed leafs nonstop, couples grasping each other tight for warmth, chatter about Christmas and the chilly air already greeting her from the tips of her hair. “Hello winter.” She murmured softly into her wool scarf as she held it tighter against her neck. Yet, something caught the corner of her eye. She spotted a man, his expression carrying sorrow. With that, Yoona approached him slowly.

Reaching from her eye level to see his features closely, there was something about him that reminded her of someone. Yet, she didn’t seemed to put it on point. “Something wrong?” Yoona asked, her lips curving upwards trying to make the situation better. The male turned to her out of startle, but it didn’t took her long before knowing the reason of his mood. Between his fingers, there was a crumbled paper. It seemed beat up but the scribbles were quite noticeable. It was bad mark.

"Tough luck, huh? It reminds me personally of my own." Her statement lingering with nostalgia, as her gaze was focused on the paper. With that, her fingers were already slipping off her disguise, piece by piece. Turning to see the male’s face again, hit of realization came in a few seconds. Yoona remembers seeing his face in a few areas that vary from her concerts to wanting a drink.

"Wait a minute, have we met?" Her question that dripped curiosity. The strange sensation sinking in, this wasn’t the type of question she would usually say. Yoona belonged in the one and only nation’s girl group. Regardless of that, there she was asking some student if they had met.