#twdxnaeun

[sanaxmi-blog]

Unfollow Notice

After much debate, I’ve decided to drop two of my muses from this rp. I’ll be swapping Naeun’s account over to a new directory, so please unfollow this blog! 

[mixkyungsoo]

Tracker || 0419

Jongsuk

i owe

Meme Prompts (*cries*)

i’m waiting on

No Good Deed || Kei

Starter || Lucy (?)

Damned If I Do Ya || Hyunwoo

Naeun

i owe

The Guardian || Jungsuk

Impasse || Sehun

i’m waiting on

Mephedrone || Ravi

Supply Run || Chanyeol

Emergency || Sungyeol 

Zitao

i owe

For Your Entertainment || Hyojung

i’m waiting on

Hurricane || Hongbin

Invincible || Sehun

i’m plotting with

Kyungsoo (Zitao)

Minseok (Zitao)

Jongkook (Zitao & Jongsuk)

Gary (Jongsuk)

Jihyo and Jungsuk (Naeun)

Baekhyun & Hyunwoo (Jongsuk)

All muses are currently closed for plotting.

This isn’t permanent, but I have my hands full for now. ;A;

[mixkyungsoo]

Tracker || 002

i owe

Damned If I Do Ya (Hyunwoo & Jongsuk)

For Your Entertainment (Hyojung & Zitao)

Mephedrone (Ravi & Naeun)

Starter (Jae & Naeun)

i’m waiting on

No Good Deed (Kei & Jongsuk)

Starter (Lucy & Jongsuk)

Invincible (Sehun & Zitao)

The Guardian (Jungsuk & Naeun)

Starter (Sehun & Naeun)

dropped threads

Empty Bottles (Kikwang)

Long Time, No See (Woobin)

plotting with

Hongbin (Zitao)

Minseok (Zitao)

Jungsuk & Jihyo (Naeun)

Gary (Jongsuk)

open plots

Naeun

Jongsuk

Zitao (None yet, but open for brainstorming!)

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[twdxjae]

[text] You left your shirt and I’ve been wearing it all day, so now it’s mine

‘Tap, tap’The noise of coherent tapping from a pencil against a wood desk had signaled through the placid class room of only six students that had even bothered to go to school today. Just to his left was a window stained with ice, allowing a crystalline gaze of snow cloaking the emerald grass and expansive roads which were contaminated from the dirt cars had journeyed all over the snow.Jaehwan had been distracted from his English lesson due to his headache, so it did not pay him much mind that his phone had grumbled in his back pocket alarming a text. With a hasty flick of his wrist he attracted out the slick, tenuous mobile and unlocked it to view a text from the one and only Miss. Popular, Naeun. Bringing about a smirk to materialize onto his face as reflections from last night flicked through his anarchistic mind.

[ text > princess ] Keep it, I don’t want a shirt you vomited on.[ text > princess ] Isn’t it too big for you? What class are you in anyways?