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A judgmental look, along with pointed digits picking,prodding, and pulling at the overtly frilly garment’s protruding edges is all that’s met with upon questioning Archie’s opinion. He could have grimaced, but the lack of caffeine  surging through his system is enough to dull Archie’s irritability into a slow burning distaste for the task at hand: fucking shopping. 

“Not if you want to get laid, no. Unless you’re into being read nursery rhymes while getting nailed from behind.” It was crude, yet spoken with (by Archie’s standards) the best of intentions. This lithe, nimble hand scooped up under the hanger; lifting both plastic and dress from the girls hold to settle it back in place among the other frills on the rack. “My dad used to bring shit like that home for my mom to use as curtains and tablecloths. She trashed all of them, too.”

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“I want you dead”

A subtle smirk emerged in the corner of his lips. Pathetic. “Would you like to try?” and he won’t ever admit that they share a mutual wish. The life he’s living is no different and he’d rather have no chains around his ankles. If only he didn’t have a thing to protect, he would’ve left. “I would grant you that wish, but I have an early conference call, can’t miss that of course If you haven’t figured. Have a nice day” the withered soul allowed himself to flee.

[hyvngsxk-blog]

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♟ My muse patching up a wound your muse had gotten

Hyungsik watched the woman in front of him carefully. He ran into her and she tripped and scratched her knee. Feeling bad and wanting to help her he knelt down next to her to get a closer look at her wound. “I’m sorry, Miss.” He whispered and looked at her for a second, his lips forming into a sly smile. Without thinking about it twice he slipped his arms behind her back and underneath her legs, lifting her up in a bridal way. “I’ll carry you to the next pharmacy so we can get that wound patched up. I’m sorry.”

[resplexndent]

[text]: Haha, no. I’m not giving it back.

❝ Send my muse to see how they react!

—— ｓｍｓ: ｎａｒａ          ↪ woman, i need my jacket back..          ↪ i was very careless for forgetting it at your place but i still need it          ↪ your fault you distracted me with those awesome grapes          ↪ now can you please say you’ll give back my jacket!

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Lazy life by JYJ

Surprised by the sudden question that the girl asked him he stayed quiet for a while before talking again with a straight face. “We don’t talk about anything special.” He said it almost in a rude way but then a smile appeared on his lips, speaking again. “We just sit across each other and have a few drinks.”

[sxhyvn-blog]

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vanghould [― ♫]

“Just a loser. A loner, a jackass covered in scars. Dirty trash. In the mirror, I’m a loser,” Seunghyun sang out loud, voice deep and raspy sounding. He was never one to sing out loud, not being very fond of his voice and such, but this evening he didn’t mind it so much. He was alone after all, sitting at the end of a pier, cradling a bottle of booze. It had been a rather off day for the artist, nothing seeming to have gone his way (not like it did anyway), and this stupid but very nice song was stuck in his head. 

He could relate to it, more than he’d like to admit. 

It played a lot in this one little cafe and then he heard it more outside of the place. He’d never heard of the group, not being too familiar or update in the world of music. Hell, he didn’t even know what the group looked like. He just knew the name and that they were fairly popular. 

Anyway, this was the male’s current state of mind: tipsy and wallowing. 

[archived-jinseinoai]

vanghould:

    The raindrops collect in the curve of her outstretched hand, catching the light from a nearby lamp post which made it appear a slight orange. Amber, she thinks to herself, recalling some of the things she’s read in the books that they have at the shop. It was late evening, much later than her usual hours, and Na Ra had just finished closing up the store for the day. She would have been on a bus right now had it not been for the sudden downpour.

    A quiet sigh leaves her parted lips as she nods to the other woman. “It doesn’t seem like it would be stopping any time soon too.” Her attention turns to the darkened store just a few feet from where they were both taking shelter. It would only take a quick run to get back to it and compared to being outside, the choice was a no-brainer. “I work at the herb store over there and if you want to, you can stay until the rain lets up a bit. Tea is on the house.”

Out of all the days, out of all the sunny heated Summer days, it had to rain today; a day where Minkyung hadn’t brought an umbrella with her. She had recently finished a meeting with a baker not too far from where she stood and here she was caught in the rain. How unlucky what most people would say but it only gave her a reason to stay outside a little longer, enjoying the peacefulness the rain had to offer her. She liked watching the rain. It’s calming.

“It’s getting a little heavier I have to say,” she responded to her new company who joined her under the sheltered they have taken refuge. They hadn’t spoke before hand, only small smiles and nods in greeting before watching the rain once again. “Oh? I mean ... if you don’t mind having me, I would love to join you,” she smiled a little wider. “Lead the way.”