#sngriyah

[ahnjeon]

⇢ previously with lee seunghyun 

"Lee Seunghyun, Lee Seunghyun..." Her brows were making an unconscious elevation as she uttered his name twice, thrice for better affect in the face of her overwhelming-- awe? Confusion? Incredulity may have been the word to suffice the creeping feeling, and against better judgments, she grabs hold of it and continues lacking any tentativeness in her tone; "Seunghyun-ah, did you cheat? Not to undermine your victory or anything, congratulations on...that--" She gestures loosely towards the oddly shaped mound of fuzz that has found its jolly new home in the elder's arms, and within the pause that she allows to drop between these words and her next, she bites insistently at her lip as if to bide time so that the impending accusation might be found more delicately. "Do you know how rare it is to win one of these? I feel like I’m in a dream state right now. I promise I won't be disgusted if you rigged it."

[keybums]

@sngriyah

    ❝ Huh– hey!! ❞His attention was only drawn when there was a hint of smell from the permanent marker, his elbows lifting from where he had been resting them. Seungri wasn’t very observant, but the days grew longer as there was more to prepare for upcoming schedules. He looked down at his forearm, filled with little doodles the younger had drawn and while he was perplexed, his laughter came out in small breaths.  ❝ What is this supposed to be? Your dog? ❞ He raised his brows, fingers skimming over the markings that weren’t as permanent as tattoos, but enough that a few rubs wouldn’t take them away. ❝ How did you sneak in here, or do they let famous SHINee members just come in to mess with me? Tsk! ❞

`ㅂ´ ┊ “You say that as if there’s a member of SHINee that isn’t famous~” Oh and that work of art plaguing the elder’s arms? Well, it’s an unnamed piece  by The Great Kim Kibum of course.

“What dog? They’re my sons. Comme des and Garçons.” The cap of the marker is pressed to the plethora of pictographs- a scribbly rendition of two poodles of varying sizes personified as firstly dogs- er, sons.  And then as (what looks to be) Batman and Spongebob; Woody and an incomplete Jiminy Cricket with instances of text onto the other’s forearm, using the natural contours of his impromptu canvas to lead his creativity.  “This is kinda cute, right? ” His sons are cute.  Although the lack of color (and the eyesore he’d [happily] cause if using them) mildly upsets him- mildly, he’s quite proud of this piece. “Yah, hyung.” Frown creases at the pesky fingers threatening to wreck his canvas. “If you keep it up, it’ll smudge. I just gave you a free tattoo--tattoos aren’t cheap, just ask Jjong-- and this is how you’re repaying me? ” He heaves a sigh, thin eyes drifting right, amusement still twinkling in his gaze. “Wish I would of known you were such an unstable canvas...”

[baddestrin]

@sngriyah

❝ ONE! ❞ Seungri’s voice was too loud and almost sounded like a shout, but he needed the attention– or really, he just wanted to scare her,  ❝ You didn’t say you were coming to korea. TWO! I thought that album was just a lie. What is this? ❞ He let the smile he was holding in bounce free, finally, greeting her with it. He stepped forward just to flick her forehead in the only endearing way he knew how to. Part of him found it incredible he was even standing in front of her at the same time; schedules finally finding their ways to cross paths. He checked the watch on his wrist before looking up again, back against the wall,  ❝So, LA, what are you doing ‘round these parts. Thought you were too good for us little people now. ❞ 

“wha—” Chaerin was jolted out of the lyrics she was working through, jet lag keeping her from going home despite just getting off a flight an hour ago. The pen flew out of her hand and he was like a whirlwind leaving her terrified then squinting then letting out a yelp more from surprise than pain, a hand covering her forehead. A moment passed of her blinking at him, letting herself register that the room had been silent except for the sound of her voice only seconds before ... and especially a moment to play up rubbing her forehead. “ah... what’re you doing here... mr. worldwide.” She stood to pick up the pen and aim a quick swat at his arm. “Only when the little people try to give me a heart attack...!” She dropped back down into the chair comfortably as if she hadn’t been across the world for most months out of the year. “I only just got here... should I always call you as soon as I land?” Her own genuine smile broke through as she tapped the pen against her fingertips. “I didn’t expect you to be here either, you’re always who knows where.”

[baddestrin]

sngriyah replied to your post: ��!!

please take note… lee chaerin… either horrible at counting… or likes our faces too much.

hey, listen... I’m not good at making decisons! and think, if I picked just one you’d change all your pictures to that everywhere and I’d have to say, no, no seungri. I'll like all your pictures not just that one. it’s okay. I do this for you.

[kkoobuk]

"i'm your friend, of course i fucking care."

there were only a certain amount of people that knew his story, that knew the real him. to many, he could easily hide away his real feelings. he knew that not everyone could really understand what he was going through, what he felt or what went on through his mind. to everyone else, he seemed like the joyful jang dongwoo. an angel. if only they really knew, no - they would never know and the people that did, he wondered how they could so easily put up with him.

even more so, in this situation - he wondered how lee seungri, could put up with him. especially when he happened to be drunk. when he really shouldn’t of had been. it looked bad, his conscious  knew it, and no - dongwoo was not always like this. this .. just happened to be the only way he could relieve himself at this moment.  “so what?” he responded back to the man in a slurred voice, scoffing and arms pressing themselves over his shoulder. “stop caring, it’s just a fucking drink. i’m not going to die or anything.” could he even understand him? hands dropped back to his sides, both extended over for both the glass and bottle that had been previously put back, a way of keeping dongwoo away from the drinks.

“let me have this ... just this. “ 

@sngriyah

[kiyeom]

“But if we sneak into his room to dye his hair... how mad would he be?” ▪▪▪ WELCOME TO KR!! ✌😎.

who: @sngriyah why: KRENT WELCOMES

Yugyeom looked up from the screen of his phone, one that so happened to be looking up how long it took for a dye to wash away from someone’s hair. Despite being an idol, and having his hair dyed about a million times before, he never paid attention to that sort of thing and just let his stylists deal with the details. “He’ll probably end up looking better than he does now.” Yugyeom snickered, setting the phone on the couch so he could stand up and walk towards his senior. 

With the other members having schedules, he was often alone in the house with Mark, and the quietness of the latter had caused him to grow bored every now and again. To prevent this, he invited people over, and who was more entertaining than Seungri? In fact, Yugyeom wanted to be as fun and entertaining as he was when he got older, and letting him do as he pleased to his member was just another step towards reaching his goal. 

“It would’ve been more fun if Coco still lived here, we could’ve dyed her hair and seen what he would’ve done! But if it’s just his hair for now ... it’ll be fun, right? Are you sure you want to? He sleeps like a log, it’d be easy.” He assured, and a small voice in the back of his mind wondered if Mark would hate him after this.

[ssevng]

“Help me move the boxes and maybe... maybe! I'll do that favor.” ▪▪▪ WELCOME TO KR!! ✌😎.

                    「 welcome 」: from @sngriyah

“Sunbae...” A small crease forming in between her eyes as she looked at the male. “You already know I would help you, I have no problems with that. But what is this favor? You asked me to help you last time and said the same thing.” Her face was crinkled up slightly in confusion as she looked at the older man in thought. “I don’t think I’ve asked for a favor before. I just think you like to make it sound nice when you ask for help.” She let out a small laugh, showing that she was teasing him slightly. 

[baeyeonsei]

“Wouldn't it be fun to paint... but without all the mess it brings?” ▪▪▪ (late but) WELCOME TO KR!! ✌😎.

» from: @sngriyah» note: don’t worry! welcomes are never too late. thank you~

She’s never actually spoken to the particular senior before, nor did she ever expect to be speaking to him anytime soon. But, here he was in the flesh, speaking to her such oddities that she couldn’t quite comprehend at first. It wasn’t exactly repulsion to men, but there were things a lot of men did that confused her all the time, earning them that stinky eye she would normally give off unconsciously. Maybe it wasn’t directed at him exactly, but she was trying to comprehend his question inside her head, having an internal conversation. “Are you...talking about water coloring, sunbaenim?” Now, her earlier expression dissipates, morphing into a much innocent one with wide eyes blinking slowly with inquiry. She also quickly realizes that...maybe water coloring was a messy task, too. She was no art expert no matter how many times she thinks herself as one.

“You want to try watercoloring? At this hour?” She chuckled briefly. She was in no place to judge, however. She secretly wants to try it, too. She inwardly imagines him drawing and using watercolor to color the other Bigbang members’ caricature faces.