#senjikan

[hevnq-blog]

6-20

Make me admit stuff

         6. What are you excited for?

Our comeback! Dux is finally aving a comeback after such a long while, almost a year of hiatus! It’s going to be great, I cannot wait.

         7. What happened tonight?

Nothing. I slept peacefully.

         8. Do you think it’s disgusting when girls get really wasted?

No… I mean, it has nothing to do with who gets wasted, I just dislike it. A little drunk is fine, but anything else—

         9. Is confidence cute?

More like, attractive. 

         10. What is the last beverage you had?

Iced lemonade and let me tell you, it was good!

         11. How many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust?

… I think… two?

         12. Do you own a pair of skinny jeans?

Yes. Five or six pairs, if I’m not wrong…

         13. What are you gonna do Saturday night?

Nothing planned yet. I suppose practicing for the comeback.

         14. What are you going to spend money on next?

A new nail polish, because I’m sick of all the colors that I own.

          15. Are you going out with the last person you kissed?

If I told you, Sen, I’d have to kill you.

         16. Do you think you’ll change in the next 3 months?

I doubt it, but who knows.

         17. Who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything?

Cleo, or— well, again, I’d have to kill you. I’m kidding, it’s Cleo, most definitely.

         18. The last time you felt broken?

A few months ago, when Honey and Aubrey decided to leave DUX.

         19. Have you had sex today?

Sen—!

         20. Are you starting to realize anything?

That cats really do understand what you’re saying — hell, what you’re thinking or feeling. They’re possesing god-like powers, I tell you!

[conkm-blog]

[text] Found your shirt in my room. I’m keeping it forever.

( text message memes. )

( sms )    ↳ sen : no. no. no. no. 

( sms )   ↳ sen : I need that shirt back like rn. kay thanks. 

[avajvng-blog]

✿

Send my muse kisses you want to give them!✿ for a sweet kiss on the cheek.

Ava's not sure how to respond to the kiss on the cheek so she just gives the stranger a puzzled smile, "Thank you?"

[sibyxle-blog]

Nose

〖━ Touch my muse! Touching is a quiet way of conveying your feelings, so tell me how you feel with your touch! ━〗

                        Nose: "You're so cute."                        ❝—Thank you, oppa!

[hevnq-blog]

5, 10, 15, 16, 18, 20

Character Development

        05:A memory that your character wishes to erase

She’s fourteen and has to lecture about the class during a science lesson. Her cards mix, she suddenly trip over and the whole floor is filled with mixed papers, the class laughs at her.

        10:Something that turns your character on

Authority; strength. Jaekyung is a very strong-willed woman, and she is not to be bossed around, especially not by men, but when her partner (well it is most likely to be her partner, as she doesn’t jump on every handsome guy that shows a bit dominance) is dominant, she will gladly obey. Or at least, get turned on by his ‘manliness’.

        15: Describe your character’s worst enemy

She doesn’t have enemies. Yet.

        16: What your character does on a day of

Slacking off as if her life depends on it. Lately, she had many days off so she took advantage of that to meet up with her boyfriend, but honestly, she’d compromise for all the lost sleeping hours. If she isn’t tired, you could find her most likely to be shopping our simply out with a friend.

        18: What kind of music your character likes

Mostly R&N, soul, sometimes if it is good then a remix, a dubstep, but she listens to underground rappers the most, along with some Western songs and artists. You ca says she enoys versatile genres of music.

        20: What your character is like at social events

Depends on which events spoken. If it’s a club, she’s wild and energied but if it is a some sort of celebrities gathering, for example, a comany’s party — she is timid and elegant. It all depends on the ocassion, but nonetheless, she is very bright and lovely.

[hevnq-blog]

Daisy

send me a floral question

        Daisy: How old were you when you had your first kiss?

        "If I remember correctly… I was twelve. It was in a ‘spin the bottle’ game at someone’s birthday part… Soohee’s, from my class, I think…. Yes, Jung Soohee. I pray for the bottle not to pick me, because I’m really not interested in kissing that moment, but guess who gets picked? Me. And with whom? The grossest guy— Ahn Minwoo. Alright, he wasn’t so gross, but I disliked him a lot because in second grade, he broke my crayons. And I loved them. He also pulled my braids a few times, so I might have held grudge, so what? Anyway, it was a quick and awkward peck. I was twelve. "

[sibyxle-blog]

Hot Damn

〖━ Send me "Hot Damn" if my muse gets yours hot and bothered ━〗

                        ❝—Oh, really? Can I do something to help you with that?

[luminalina]

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send me a ‘ღ’ to generate a romancy drabble.

Pianos and Clockwork

      The rain on the windowsill made its own improvised melody, tapping along to the melancholy drizzle that drifted in from outside and filled the room with cold. The piano attempted to join in a few times, notes trailing out of Lina's control and prompting her to sigh in frustration. Just one particular song, one easy, repetitive riff, that was all. She had to calm her frazzle nerves from her earlier close call. She softly hummed the tune, but gave in when it morphed into a gentle ballad, completely improvised. 

      She wasn't aware of how long he had been stood at the door, and had she known perhaps she would've been a little more conservative with her exasperated sighs that every now and then punctured the note filled silence. But she wasn't. Instead, she slowly lowered her head to rest on the keys with a loud clash of notes, one hand reverting back to listlessly attempting to master that riff. Her whole body stiffened when she felt warmth next to her. Lina tried to turn her head without being too obvious, but gave up on the idea pretty quickly. She knew him, knew him as Sen and nothing else, a name she heard used once or twice by other people that he'd met with before. She'd seen him with a camera one day outside the coffee, had looked out for him, observed a little too intently whenever she walked past him on her way to work. Wanting to find a way to ask if he liked taking photos was all well and good in theory, but useless if it was never done in practice. Her only attempt had left him looking confused and Lina hurrying off in embarrassment. And she knew the shop was practically empty right now, but for the life of her she had no idea how to talk to him. What on earth was he doing here, sitting next to her at this old grand piano and... adding the accompanying chords to the riff? Her head lifted slowly off the rest of the keys. She gave him a questioning look without saying anything, moving a little closer to him so that she could reach the keys she needed. 

      His chords matched hers perfectly, and despite herself, Lina began to smile. Her arms relaxed, a trill slipping in here and there. Yes she could play this, just not by herself it seemed. The rain pattered on, an applause to their spontaneous ensemble and Lina thought maybe she should say something, but music had always been the far superior form of communication in her mind. And so she let her fingers talk to him, and waited for a reply. I didn't know you could play, she weaved into the melody. I have no idea what you're doing, but this is much better than staring from afar, she hummed against the chords. Perhaps she should have spoken them aloud, but looking at Sen once more, she felt as though the words would fail her just like before. So they played, one song morphing to the next, speaking like they'd known each other for years.