#sevensx

[pennchoarchive-blog]

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[/ the dark hair beauty smiled softly. ] Thanks -- I'm not that pretty up close I swear -- I just have one strong ass selfie game. [/ she laughed. ] You do? Most people think I'm a brat so thank you again.

[loropechika]

@sevensx started following you :

"french fries or curly fries? which do you prefer?"

[jhxp]

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Dance

Food

Nice people

Days off

Sleep in

[ieuijin]

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( send a symbol: accepting ) -- ♔: My muse finding your muse wearing their clothes

— {★} — It was a rare occasion that practice ended early for her. Usually, she’d be found stuck in her group’s practice room from evening ‘til the usual time high schoolers leave home for school. Members all gone for their own leisurely gallivanting, she was left alone with two toy poodles that a senior labelmate gave her to take care of. A mixture of both constant yapping and extreme energy were found in her arms – she didn’t know what to do on her own and the only word that came to mind was a particular number-turned-name.

                    “Did she just shit on me–?” Chaos ensued with the light brown poodle named Ayo did as she blurted out. Euijin always was a magnet when it came to dogs and their dirt. The smaller puppy ran far away from the idol and hid behind Ppoyo, the other mini poodle with chocolate brown fur. She glared daggers at the two puppies that found solitude in the corner of the living room. “What do I do…?”, she murmured to herself in worry. Her shirt had an evident brown streak on it, and the stench was beginning to fill the place. With Seven nowhere to be found, she quickly went around to look for a solution.

                    “Seven? I found a shirt lying around so I’ll just use it, okay?” Euijin let her loud voice ring out before she wondered if she was even heard by him – a part of her also wondered where her friend went off to as well. “I’ll take this silence as a yes…” Faint laundry detergent was detected by her when she took a whiff of the seemingly clean shirt. She shrugged and hoped it was at least cleaner than the filthy top she donned.

                    The over-sized shirt she was so used to wearing was soon on the floor. A sigh of relief slipped past her at the thought of the muck finally off her and she was placing her arms through the clean shirt’s larger sleeves before the corner of her eye detected a figure right at the door frame leading into the living room. Every fan’s scream that Euijin’s ever heard was nothing to the sound that ripped out of her. Shirt held up to cover every inch of her, she couldn’t stop herself from yelling out: “Yah! Don’t you know when to knock?!”

[ieuijin]

@sevensx​:

in the moment he felt something splashing on his shoulder his feet got stuck to the ground, not moving one step further. he shut his eyes closed, his jaw slightly clenched because if it was what he thought it was, he didn’t know how he would react. and so, he slowly turned his head with a grimace on his face that only got bigger when his suspictions were right. he was about to complain about how it was one of his favourite sweaters and how it was ruined now, but seeing a similar splash on the girl’s shoulder made him giggle. at least he wasn’t the only unlucky one.

— {★} — The scene that painted out in front of her played in slow motion. Seven was walking ahead of her when the pigeon had decided to take a dump right above, making him the target. Prior to the whole shit-related accident, Euijin had a handful of snow with her as she planned on giving his back a little visit to a makeshift version of a cryo chamber. Little did she know that the pigeon had a friend with the same needs of release. Her own world began to move in an even slower speed once her sweater was adorned by a big splat of karma. Pale skin began to turn a light shade of red, the snow in her hands beginning to melt at her rise of temperature. She let out a shaky breath due to her own misfortune whilst her gaze shifted onto him. “Don't. Just don't.” 

[pennchoarchive-blog]

( @sevensx ! )

Sweat.  Dripping down the curve of her neck, her heart beating faster then she thought could ever be possible -- her breath was hitchd and her body ached. This is why she hated dogs -- specially the small white demon that was running down the street,  when her cousin told her to take the dog for a walk 00 she didn’t think the walk would become a run. Specially not while she was in her shorts and crop top. But no, the little shit didn’t couldn’t wait for her to change and when it took off out of the apartment. She noticed a guy that could grab the little demon. “HEY YOU-- ALIEN BOY!.” She shouted in English when she realized she was no longer in the States. She groaned and shouted again this time in Korean. “Grab the dog! Grab that white demon! “ 

[maundcr-blog]

!!?? in reply to this post!! @sevensx​

why did good moments have to last for such a short amount of time?? he was laughing so much, to the point where it was actually cackling mixed with snorting and his ears were tearing up so much some actually fell. his cheeks hurt too. it was nice, until his crotch got punched the fuck out of and then his laughing turned into a groan. every profanity known to human leaving his mouth. along with some whining that probably sounded like a cat. his hands held his dick, it felt like his soul and stomach just got into a fist fight and they both lost.

“y—you’re really, god —- you’re n—not.            fuck you, seven.”

if possible, his frown deepened at the kisses and laughs in his face he was getting. fake sorry’s. he was totally not laughing at the vine anymore, just the fact tadashi got the air punched out of him.