#rowoonrk

[xrkleedawon-blog]

cue the music

@rowoonrk

a wanderer by nature. adventurer extraordinaire. curiosity kills the cat, but it never kills lee dawon. anything and everything intrigues him, even the slightest of things. he loves going places and checking things out. he loves hopping from store to store because he never knows what might pique his interest at a moment’s time. 

and yet, here he manages his way to a music store. one would think dawon would get sick of being around music and things of the like considering he works at a local radio, but nope. not one bit. it’s a love he knew he had for quite some time. 

also, on the other hand, he may find something that he likes here, too. maybe some new bongos to play or some new music to check out. he has been meaning to buy himself a harmonica, so if this music store has one, he’d be absolutely delighted. 

he walks up to the only worker in his field of vision and grins at the guy. a smile too happy to be normal, but that’s just dawon. happy just because. “yo, so like do you guys sell any beyonce or nicki minaj cds? i’m in love with them and their music.” dawon glances around the store once more. “how about a harmonica? do you have that at least? or bongos? truthfully, i’m not picky.”

[kibumrk]

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♫ ; yorktown - from hamilton

i imagine death so much it feels more like a memoryif this is the end of me, at least i have a friend with me

for @jaehyunrk

--------- au ; fantasy world at war    [ tw for violence/mentions of death ]

the world is quiet after a battle. it’s as if, for the days after, everything is silent, as if nature itself is mourning after the huge amount of blood shed into her soil. 

the wood elves won this fight, killing any orc that made it through their defenses and driving the rest back out of their territory. this was a siege on their homeland, but it wasn’t the first time kibum’s had to defend the forest, and it certainly won’t be the last. 

it was, however, jaehyun’s first time in a battle -- at least, in a major one within their own home. the other elf is younger than kibum by several hundred years; he himself is young by elven standards, but jaehyun is practically still a child. kibum is confident that the other made it out of the battle alive -- the elves lost few soldiers during the siege, thanks to their defenses, and he’s sure enough of jaehyun’s skill that he knows he wouldn’t have fallen here. however, he remembers how hard his first real battle was on him, and knows jaehyun might need his support or advice right now. 

kibum finds the younger sitting alone in the great hall, and the sight sends a shiver down kibum’s spine. this room is normally bustling -- it’s one of the central areas of their city among the trees, and it’s almost always full of elves talking, eating, or just passing through. now it’s empty save for jaehyun, who seems to be mechanically checking on all his weapons, sitting at a table near the edge of the huge room. 

kibum’s steps are thunderous in the hall, which is otherwise silent save for the swiping of cloth over jaehyun’s blade. the younger glances over as kibum sits down, but doesn’t stop what he’s doing as kibum pulls out his own knives and starts polishing them as well. 

they’re silent as they sit together, even as they finish with their swords and knives and move on to methodically removing each piece of armor and checking it for damages. they should probably do this in the armory instead -- there’s much more equipment to fix things there, but kibum doesn’t want to move, and doesn’t want to break the silence to ask such a mundane question. 

so they sit and work in silence, their arms brushing occasionally to remind each other that they’re still here, that no matter what happened today, they’ve still got each other. 

[tenrkarchive]

                  YEOUIDO FLOWER FESTIVAL OPEN STAGE 

                                                                                   ━ ❀ TT // TWICE

                                                      { w/ @rksungho​ & @rowoonrk​ }

if you were to ask ten who came up with this idea he’d swear it was rowoon, despite knowing that really, it had been him. of course he hadn’t expected them to agree to it; maybe rowoon, but definitely not sungho. but, here they were, stood at the side of the stage at the yeouido flower festival, ten sporting a pastel pink hoodie and a bunny ear headband, just to add to the cuteness.

if he’s going to do this, he’s going to do it right.

climbing the steps up to the stage ten smiles brightly out at the crowds stood watching the performances, giving them a small wave as he hurries to the middle of the stage. usually he’d have wanted to be in the centre, but seeing as rowoon was far taller than both ten and sungho, he pretty much had to be the centre. 

it’s not ten’s usual song choice, but then again he’s danced hundreds of girl group dances simply for fun before, so it’s not like it’ll be particularly challenging. of course, fights over who would take which parts had occurred, but ten came away with a good cut of lines. he’s not confident in his voice, but then sungho is better at rapping than him, leaving ten with sub vocalist parts, which he doesn’t particularly mind all that much, it is just for fun anyway. 

it’s all muscle memory really as he’s danced the entire song multiple times before already, so it’s easy getting the dance moves right. it’s harder, though, not letting his voice shake with nerves - he’s just not a good singer, despite how much he likes it, and how often he sings around the house. 

so maybe he really loves this, but he’s not going to admit it. it may have been his idea, but it was meant to be a joke. of course, ten had to go and get all invested and excited about it. maybe no one will notice how enthusiastic his smile is, how energetic the dance moves are. 

so, once the song’s over and ten’s stood in their finishing position, breathing heavy and smile stuck on his lips, he’s pleased with how it went, and he also has the great desire to run and hide from embarrassment, but mainly only because he knows sungho and rowoon (probably more sungho) are embarrassed. ten’s just thankful he didn’t invite any of his friends to see him perform. 

he just hopes none of them came in time to see it by coincidence.

[rksungho]

it’s so fucking flowery.

sungho thinks he must look as out of place as he feels, like the one dark gray cloud in a sky of blue and white. how he was convinced to come out here he will never truly understand, but his god damn roommate’s powers of persuasion were nearing supernatural ability and whenever he said ‘no’ somehow it still turns into ‘yes’.

no, i don’t want to go to the festival with you. and yet here he is.

no, i don’t want to hang out with your friends. another lost battle, the trio of inho’s friends chattering away happily.

no, i especially don’t want to go on stage and do a stupid girl group dance. he’s like TT.

at least that one hadn’t been entirely inho’s idea. the kid’s name is ten and though sungho considers him a friend, it had never stopped him from bloodying his lip with a fist. somehow, they never stop fighting. but they also never stop hanging out amicably either. sungho might have beaten his ass again if he hadn’t roped someone else into the cover as well and it’s with a bit of shame that he knows the choreography well enough to unwillingly do it on stage.

they look fucking ridiculous. the only person in the world shorter than sungho is ten and that rowoon guy must have giant’s blood in him or something. it’s like two children flanking hagrid up on the little stage and sungho hates every minute of looking even smaller than he usually does.

he’s up here anyways, and every god be damned if he’s going to make himself look like any more of a fool than he already does. though internally still reluctant to even admit he knows every word to the song, sungho puts on an act of enjoyment, throwing himself through the movements and forcing himself not to be half-hearted about every little motion and expression. he’s nowhere near as enthusiastic as ten, but at least he doesn’t look apathetic and stoic. it never makes for a good performance.

if he has to do this, then he’s going to do it well.

[xrkleedawon-blog]

play with me

starter for @rowoonrk

it’s a familiar music store that dawon’s been to a few times before. he’s met the cashier and he’d even go as far as to say they pretty much acquaintances now. not friends, not yet. but the guy is pretty chill even if the first time dawon visited, they didn’t sell any bongos. a big disappointment, but what can he do. 

he enters the place and recognizes a head of messy black hair. he also notices how he’s practically the only customer inside. immediately, dawon does what he does best. being loud. he cups his hands around his mouth. 

three.

two.

one. 

“rowoon! i missed you, dude!” dawon shuffles up to the counter about to tackle the other in the hug, but he holds himself back. he remembers that not everybody likes affection like he does. “the harmonica you sold me is doing great by the way. i almost named it after you until i realized that ‘blowing rowoon’ didn’t sound too appropriate.” there’s a quick expression of worry before a grin appears in its place. 

[bellyxache]

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* 「 — ☆ ❛ song drabbles ! not accepting.

thinkin_bout_you.mp3

a tornado flew around my room before you came

park siyeon is not one to show emotion, whether it’s publicly at school or even privately in the same confines of her room. the ice princess title she’s so popularly received from her peers isn’t one of naught.

but tonight is different, and maybe it’s because of mother nature’s monthly visit ( she’ll probably blame it on that later ) or if it’s another teenage hormonal thing, but for some reason the teen has had a difficult day.

excuse the mess it made, it usually doesn’t rain in southern California, much like arizona

first it was the poor test grade she received. while english and history are languages she excels at, anything science related is definitely the bane of siyeon’s existence. then it was the lovely bruise she found on her leg after running into a desk while leaving the classroom, and then it was finding out that she had broken yet another pair of earphones. but she held on, going about her joyous day with a look of indifference as usual.

my eyes don’t shed tears, but, boy, they bawl

siyeon collapsed on her bed as soon as she reached home. one second she’s watching spirited away on her laptop, the next she’s wiping away at tears coming from her eyes. where the hell did that come from ?? what the hell is this ?? and it didn’t help that she heard a knock at the front door, which prompted the teen to remember she was supposed to return a cd she had borrowed from rowoon a week ago. great !!

❛ hey siyeon, just here to—- whoa. you okay ?? ❜

she was hoping if she answered the door in her usual nonchalant manner, the male wouldn’t notice her red and teary eyes. she was very wrong.

❛ i’m fine. here’s your cd. ❜ she hands him the cd carefully, avoiding eye contact and ready to shut the door at any moment.

❛ are you sure ?? ❜ he asks, concern obvious on his face and tone of voice.

❛ yes, i’m sure. thanks for the cd, good night. ❜ and the door closes.

[rkyura-blog]

rowoonrk:

( txt to : dog thief 🐶  )

» : look at this dog  » : ( img_flower_dog.jpg ) » : lets steal it » : ( img_flower_dog_2.jpg ) » : LETS STEAL IT » : ( img_excuse_me_miss_dog.jpg ) » : this is a random dog but its cute too hahahahahaha » : its a driving dog » : DRIVING DOG HAHAHAHA » : dogs CANT DRIVE

[ ･ﾟ✧  💌   , 알라딘 🐾 ] ☇ IT’S SO CUTE!!!!!!! 😍😍😍  ☇ how did you find that picture? 😮 ☇ WHY DO YOU HAVE ANOTHER PICTURE OF IT? ARE YOU WITH THE DOG? TAKE IT AND BRING IT TO ME NOW!!!  ☇ OR TELL ME WHERE YOU ARE, I’M ON MY WAY 🏃 ☇ DOGS CAN’T DRIVE? 😱😱😱 ☇ WHAT WILL THIS DOG DO THEN?      ↺ image loading…! ☇ AND THIS ONE! 😱😱😱      ↺ image loading…!

“유라🌺”가 입력하고 있어… 💬 ☇ QUICKLY! SAVE THEM!!! 

[rkbyunbaek]

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song drabbles; { NOT accepting

팅커벨( tinkerbell ) - gain

au - highschool; picking up from this { cw - crossdressing }

with a frown knitted onto his forehead baekhyun looks at himself with the front camera of his cellphone, changes the angle constantly in hopes to get better lighting but it’s pretty dark in the hallway and that’s how it’s supposed to be. a sigh slips past his lips and he gives up, puts the device away to straighten out the skirt he’s been wearing half of the day, instead, to make sure he looks presentable enough for the boy he’s been waiting for.

and when said boy appears in front of him right at that moment, baekhyun stops to let a playful smile curve onto his lips.

“i’m here,” rowoon tells him and holds up a slip of paper. baekhyun doesn’t need to read it to know what’s written on it. meet me in front of the biology classroom in two hours. “what did you—” he’s interrupted when baekhyun puts a finger onto his lips.

“shh.”

baekhyun opens the door behind him carefully and pulls the other impatiently into the dark, empty classroom. “if someone sees us we’ll be in big trouble. so try to be a bit more quiet.” his eyes flicker through the room, squinting a little when they reach the back and when he sees a shadow over there, a light smirk spreads across his face. before the other can follow his gaze, though, baekhyun speaks up to grab his attention. “i just wanted to ask you a question.”

“and you couldn’t ask me that in the common room?”

the soft light outside illuminates rowoon’s face a little and baekhyun’s pleased to see a faint blush on his cheeks – he’s probably noticed that he’s still wearing his outfit from lunchtime.

“do you like it? you’ve been staring at me so much during lunch so i wanted to hear your opinion perosnally.” baekhyun twirls around, the heels he’s wearing clattering softly on the linoleum floor. “i thought it’s better to ask you in private, you know?” his hands reach down to crumble the fabric of the skirt a little, riding it up to reveal more of his legs.

he can hear rowoon swallow loudly.

“do you think it’s cute? i look cute, right?” no answer comes from him. “you think i look cuter than a girl?” rowoon nods lightly, but it’s not enough for baekhyun so he keeps going. “does it make you want to hold me? or, maybe, touch me?” another nod follows.

“yes?” baekhyun tilts his head to the side as he pulls up the skirt even more. “i need you to say it, kim seokwoo. or else, i can’t fulfill your wishes.”

“y—yeah.”

his words are audible enough and baekhyun starts laughing loudly, letting go of his hands. “told you he has the hots for me,” baekhyun barks out and then, the lights in the classroom go on, a couple of baekhyun’s friends jumping up from beneath the back rows of desks.

surprise.