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my hands are coldbut i'll still intwine yours with my ownbecause you are my sunyou warm me up. ( x )



#interview with the vampire#iwtv#the vampire armand#assad zaman

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my hands are coldbut i'll still intwine yours with my ownbecause you are my sunyou warm me up. ( x )
[text] I wish we could all take a bath together. Not in a “let’s fuck” way. But in a relaxing drunk in the tub sort of “let me wash your hair” way.
( sms : riv ) i’m completely on board with this.
( sms : riv ) with a couple glasses of wine i think we have ourselves an evening
rivdeim started following you
"Ah, River!" Daehyun calls out to the young female with an enclosed envelope and a grin that's a little too eager to see her. He's never this excited, and his actions only translate into what could possibly be a horrible idea waiting to unfold, and not so simply to unfold, but to erupt.
"Well if it ain't the girl I wanted to see. I've got something for you." He begins, holding the envelope in the grasp of his fist and giving it a gentle shake. "Now I know you've already got all the fits that Himchan approved, but I came up with a little something or other of my own and I want your opinion first before I go to Himchan about any of it." He disguises his true intent by inquiry first. Waiting for her approval of his work before he admits the real task at hand.
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send me ”#” for cell phone headcanons about our muses including:
what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone: river gomez.what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone: ( x )what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone: I don't wanna love somebody elsemy muse’s last text to your muse: ( txt to river gomez. ): hey do you think justin bieber's ever fart during one of his many concerts? it's 3am, please don't question me
( rivdeim ; )
the sound of an object hitting her window immediately catches river’s attention and she jolts up from her lazy position in bed, moving quickly towards her window and pulling it open. her eyes scan the surroundings briefly before settling on the male, the sight of her friend brings a soft smile to her lips and she brings up an arm to wave enthusiastically. “hey! you know, you could have just sent me an sms romeo.” a burst laughter followed her words, an indicator that she was, once again, finding herself funnier than she actually was.
"juliet, you are the light... if the east was north -- oh seriously, who's got time for some shakespearean shit?" he couldn't help but to smile at the sight of her, as well as the nickname given to him in the spur of the moment. romeo, huh - sounded handsome and chivalrous, nothing like him at all. not knowing exactly why he decided to stop by at her place at such time after being free for too long, he shifted on his feet and ran a hand through his dark hair once, kicking the dirt on the ground with his right feet. letting out a soft laugh, he stuffed his hands into the pocket of his pants, fingers gently toying with the keys that sunk deep in the fabric. "I've got a problem. It's called boredom, do you know the cure?"
rivdeim:
brows furrowed in frustration, her fingers tightly gripping onto the metal gear that guided the claw so ungracefully. the claw was her enemy at this moment, for an hour and a half it had grabbed everything but the one thing river actually wanted. but even with the line of angry children, angrier parents, and a few spectators, she wouldn’t budge till she had her damn beanie baby. “how many times, you ask? till i win, that’s how many times!” her tongue skittered across her lower lip, teeth gritting in renewed determination and eyes alight with the will to come out of all of this victorious. the hand not on the lever moved to grab another coin from her stack but instead her fingers only found the cool surface. her shoulders slumped in defeat when she realized that she’d run out of coins. she swore she could feel one eye actually twitch as her fingers finally let go of the lever, her dejected form turning towards the other and mumbling a disappointed string of words. “or till i run out of coins, i guess.”
The girl sure didn't know when to give up, was the sole thought running through Seulmi's mind at such sight. Despite that, she couldn't deny her persistence was, if anything, worth admiring-- as well as slightly irritating, in all honesty. Holding both hers and River's bags, the youth wouldn't stop tapping her foot lightly, eyes never quite parting from the claw the other was struggling with. She didn't dare look behind her though, for the people gathering around them didn't appear as pleased and the raven was starting to anticipate confrontation of some sort - a fretful sigh after another was never a good sign- until the other's voice echoed in defeat, soon garnering her attention.
❛ Aish. Look, I have a few coins left. The thing is.... either you get the prize this time or I leave you to deal with all these people's complaints on your own. After all, you've proven yourself to be quite... patient. ❜ she muttered in a low, amused tone. ❛ Or... you can always let me try. Who knows, might as well be luckier than you, nae chingu yah. Say, which one it is that caught your eye?❜
rivdeim
opinion on;
character in general: … iu is probably the cutest girl ever, i’m in tears. she fits river so well and i just swoons a lil. her biography is not up so i don’t know much about her, but i bet she’s lovely. - u - i can’t wait to read some background information about the cutie! how they play them: pretty good in my opinion. keep up the good work, oho.the mun: i secretly love you… sweats… take care of me…
do i:
rp with them: does it count when we’re on aim— ohp.want to rp with them: definitely! we need to plot something someday! ; v ;
what is my;
overall opinion: i hope you last a long time with this muse! she’s a breath of fresh air. i wished to see someone youthful and cute on dash and look! your muse appeared. ; w ; continue writing because you’re a lovely writer!
**note: mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty.
teacher, english, fear.
Teacher: What do you aspire to be?
"A writer, if I can. I also hope I can become someone people can turn to when they’re feeling lonely or when they feel like the whole world is turning its back on them."
English: How many languages can you speak?
"Two! I can speak Korean and English."
Fear: Tell us three fears.
"I have the fear of not being enough, for one… Crowds, I hate them, really. And a third one…I’m afraid that one day, I’ll be left alone like I’ve been before."