#reminiscis

[bvmkvy]

@reminiscis

· · · Kibum flopped down on the couch, eyelids drifting shut as a long sigh escaped from his lips. His limbs ached with the time spent standing before hundreds of people waiting in line for some free food. After his last scandal, LJ Entertainment’s CEO hadn’t been joking when he said Kibum would pay for his recklessness working so hard all he had on mind when going back home would be sleeping right away.

“Even my face hurts for smiling so much,” he muttered to himself, hands rubbing the tiredness away from his eyes.

Hazel eyes flicked to the forgotten phone on the center table before him. In all truth, he was exhausted, but still restless. The particular itch to fall in old habits was there, tingling in his fingertips, sending prickles down his spine, lingering as a heavy thought at the back of his mind. But he had made a promise.

The singer opened his eyes and reached for his phone. There were several messages with invitations and people asking where he was, if he would drop by at their parties today; he scrolled past most of the texts with disinterest until one past chat caught his attention.

A small smile danced across his features as he opened it as he got more comfortable leaning against the back of the couch.

[ txt : Tom ]   Kid, are you awake? [ txt : Tom ]   What did you do today? [ txt : Tom ]   We don’t talk anymore like we used to do ♫~ [ txt : Tom ]   TOM WE DON’T TALK ANYMORE. [ txt : Tom ]   Come on, stop ignoring me kiddo. You know I never shut up. [ txt : Tom ]   OR IS IT THAT YOU HAVE COMPANY TONIGHT? [ txt : Tom ]    😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏

[ihaaavemoved]

“it was a dark and stormy nightmare.”

The cold breeze blew, and her skin prickled at how chilly it was. The day was ending, as the moon slowly rises to its highest position during the night, and yet, she still remains here. Listening to what the other was trying to say. The latter’s kept his speech vague, and with how strongly the wind was blowing, it was even harder for her to catch onto the younger’s words.

“Pardon?” She edges closer, leaning forward a little as she tried to listen better. “What about a stormy nightmare?” She then asks, her mind running its clockwork to break down, analyze, and digest the meaning behind his sentence.

[emoitions]

reminiscis answered your question “tfw you can’t pick an icon style??”

okay but pls teach me how to edit icons so prettily like that

;-;.... you’re SO SWEET!! what the honk. honestly just..... throw psds on..... hope for the best...............

[spinecollection]

@reminiscis

“thomas oh,” there’s a hint of enthusiasm in his greeting, the corners of his lips curling upwards and his eyes turning into crescent moons. “it’s been- a month? has it? so happy to see you again. how’ve you been?” an eager gloved hand reaches out for a shake, curved eyes resting easily onto thomas’. 

now, wooseok has a good memory, and amongst his long list of clientele, thomas, in particular, stands out. pretty face, yes, but that’s not important. what keeps him interesting is how he almost used every single weapons in store, from a to z. he keeps on coming back with the dead blank look on his face, as if all the blood washed whatever moral he had away, right down to the core. 

“i read your request, have them ready for you in the storage. would you also like to check out the new arrivals? i’ve got these roman scissors recently. they’re very nice, easy to handle and wound. it should come in handy if you’re in a rush. would you like to see them?”  

[kuraixi-blog]

Excuse you. I have no kinks. I don't know what you're talking about.

Hmm…that’s not what your hyung has heard~ 

[kuraixi-blog]

You are an old man who is actually a kid.

…and your a kid who has too many kinks. 

[dyo-alone]

What drawing are you even talking about? If you knew EXO well enough and you were a true friend you'd know very well how members respect each other. As if Kyungsoo would ever mean to offend one of his closest friends in EXO, aka Jongin. Please do not go around stirring controversies if you consider yourself a true fan. That's honestly ridiculous and you're making a big deal out of an unexistent reason.

plenty of people are offended by this. more so than i am. so i’m not the only one “making a big deal” out of this. kai’s skin is not black, so there was no need for kyungsoo to color his skin as that color. pointing out that that difference so blatantly and inaccurately was wrong of him, when we know that the other members have teased kai for his skin tone in the past. i suggest you look at the picture before judging my words. i know he has no intentions of hurting jongin but what he did was wrong. i’m not looking for people to attack him. but he does need to be criticized.

[crudist-blog]

“i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.”

meme: here.status: not accepting !— @reminiscis​

          “…I’m sorry.” How many times had she apologized by now? One too many for her own good. However, tapping her on the shoulder wasn’t the best thing to do at that moment. Not that he would know, but still. She had been a little too quick with her actions – thinking that it was someone else. Well, you see, she’s always suspicious. Always thinking that someone’s out for her although she shouldn’t when she has no one to be afraid of. But apparently, old habits never die no matter how hard you try. Maybe it wasn’t impossible, but it sure was hard. But then again, when you have a secret to hide, it’s not easy to trust everyone – especially not those you meet at night. Sure, Iris was a little too quick to judge because all she did was to make herself seem like a fool. Plus, she ended up hurting someone she had never met, unintentionally. Reflexes. Honestly, she had surprised herself. Never had she been this quick to grab someone and slam them on the ground. It seemed like she was still  the same old Iris after all. 

Tucking a loose hair strand behind her ear, she then looked up at him and hummed softly, “Are you sure you will be okay? Uh, I can take you to the hospital if you want. I’ll pay or something–” If it wasn’t obvious enough, she was trying to save herself from getting reported for being ‘too violent’. Like, you could never be safe in the streets of Seoul. One could even wonder what the hell she was doing at this time of the night. Well, the truth was that she missed it; she missed being alone and on the hunt for someone to take down. Although she had cut that out for a little time, the need to spill blood was still there. It had already happened a few times before, though, she had managed to lure the little stalker who was after her. Everything happened fast, too fast, so she had to ask someone else to take care of the lifeless body she had in her living room. But it felt so good…and strange at the same time. So, now she’s getting back at it, slowly. Everything’s slowly getting back to ‘normal’ – kind of. 

“Unless you’re not into going to the hospital, then I’ll try to help you patch up the wound. I know how to do that, I’ve worked at the hospital before,” At the hospital? Was that really all she could come up with? Yeah. A lie, that was such a big, fat lie. Nursing and things like that were never really her thing. However, she was sure that he would ask why she was good at patching up wounds, therefore she gave him the answer right away. ( Sometimes you have to take a step a head of them. )

“Uh-oh, shit– Seems like you’re bleeding a little more than before. Maybe the stone cut you a little deeper than you think–?”