#qiuom

[misterharington]

👍, like what i said before. you're one of my favorite super natural characters because as what i've seen in most of your interactions, he's trying to fit to the world that he's living in, even if he doesn't seem to belong in it. i like the balanced tension of your character and others, the way he thinks, and the way experience is his best teacher. so please, please don't stop writing! always have fun whenever you do!

                                 origin ! @qiuom!  [ status: accepting ]

                               SEND 👍 IF YOU LIKE MY CHARACTER PORTRAYAL.                                                          PLEASE SAY WHY!

//. OOC ;

You adorable sugarplum. I am immensely flustered because I’ve always been super hesitant on portraying that aspect of him wrong, considering this is my first supernatural muse where i’ve really poured my heart and goodness, it’s so nice to hear that, truly. Thank you, lovely. I hope we can start interacting again!

[originalites]

( hello, i'm going to be on hiatus until the end of September )

Be well during your hiatus. See you at the end of September!

[wrcyter]

❛ you’re selfish. quit pretending you’re anything more. ❜

VILLAIN SENTENCE STARTER !

The skyline is beautiful. Chanyeol gazes around and then down to the streets, the stream of pedestrians looking like ants that he could easily put out with the soles of his boots. There’s traffic, honks of cars filling the streets as rush hour peeks in the city.  It’s like any other late afternoon in Seoul, and Chanyeol has never experienced it so high above the ground. The skyscraper is huge, tall, and the young man stands on the edge of it’s roof.

“I may be,” Chanyeol answers, his words soft, murmured. His words almost get lost in the wind. “But cleansing is still the only solution I see.” 

The male turns to stare at Minsoo, amber eyes holding something akin to mischief. There’s a smile playing at his lips, his fingers curling into fists by his side as the earth below him begins to tremble. 

“I am not pretending to be a hero to anyone.” 

[adamonite]

“I was gone for for five minutes!”

When it comes down to time, the mutant knows that he can be anything but charitable. Every second, every minute, and every hour is extremely important in a life that will always appear endless for Alec.

It’s quite ironic really, but Alec has always been somewhat nit picky about his use of time. Especially during a work day, the last thing he desires is to be left sleepless at night with a hoard of emails asking for his assistance. He needs things to be done on time, without a hitch.

“I was gone for five minutes!” His coworker scratches at their head in confusion.Five minutes too long.. Alec thinks to himself as he closes his laptop.

“But the blueprints for those new designs we had planned were due at 12 sharp. I told you that..”

As much as Alec hates being ‘that guy’ he has a job to do and when it comes down to his occupation, punctuality and efficiency are key. “It’s alright, just.. Please get them sent now.” The mutant murmurs.

[wrcyter]

✍

For what my muse has written about yours in their diary.

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The sight of scattered white and pink lily petals follows me every morning, the colors mixing before revealing soft blue petunias. I am greeted with bright bursts of yellows from the sunflowers, the purple clematis too tired to even make a sound after singing me to sleep. The pots in the kitchen are the home to roses, and the sweet scent of dancing lavender can be felt all the way to the living room. 

Minsoo’s home reminds me of a storybook, and I wonder how many more flowers the younger can keep inside his garden. 

Sleeping over was my second mistake. My first one having been to allow this man to gift me flowers. 

I can no longer live without hues of colors at my own home, and I’m unsure if I’ll ever be able to go back. 

[acerbiem-blog]

INCOMING MAIL FROM: @qiuom

TEXT—EUNSEO ( send @ 11:58PM )

What party, you said you were just going out for a walk. You lied to me, didn’t you? Where is that, let me get my bat and my scooter like a little police car and play the alarm.

( SMS: MINSOO )

... i dunno if you haven’t realized... but i tend to lie a lot. HAH. anyways, it’s that club just down the street next to your place. though... please, do NOT bring your bat. it’s embarrassing, seeing you wave that shit around.

SENT AT: 12:01AM

[maorei]

message — @qiuom

     [ ✉ ᴍᴇssᴀɢᴇ: minsoo ]

→ yo dude → im angrily hating on you here → hOW COULD THIS MAN IN LEGGINGS BE COOLER THAN IRON MAN → HE HAS COOL COSTUME  → THAT GUY HAS ONLY COOL BUTT NOTHING MORE D: 

[wrcyter]

The trip to his house was easy as he was along the way. There were flower petals scattered all over the padding of his scooter as he hops off, knocking on the front door of his friend's apartment. "Hyung, open up. I got you fresh flowers!"

Chanyeol waters the plants by the entrance of his home, pursing his lips and wondering just how many flowers his house will handle before it smothers everything living inside with pollen.

Min is biting at his ankles, the little puppy both and curious, and Chanyeol had already warned the small animal twice from making a mess from the pots of flowers. Chanyeol still woke up to a mess of soil and dirt all over his floor the first time, but at least, it hadn’t happened again.  

Min was the first to greet the door, pitched barking directed at the door. Chanyeol shuffles over to the puppy, picking him up in his arms and opening the door, a smile pulling at his lips. There's amusement written all over his face, as his eyes gaze at the male and then at the flowers in his hands.

"How many flowers are you planning on giving me? Until I die from allergies? Or worse, fall in love with you?"