#vonleir

[anhyuns-blog]

@vonleir!

   “now that we’re discussing that, i’m going to let you in on this extremely important and highly classified information… there is no better team than team valor!” she pauses for a minute. “… largely because i find battling the best part about the game but.. team valor all the way! wait, what team are you on again?”

There’s almost nothing more exciting than Pokémon Go in Chanhyun’s books minus the weddings she planned and helping people out. So, maybe it came in third place out of all the exciting things. Her eyes are bright as Andie speaks, but they’re not on the same team. “Battling is really fun!” A quiet laugh, “But I’m Instinct,” she answers with a smile and mischievous eyes, “This doesn’t make us rivals, does it Andie?”

[yeolkeot]

@vonleir

        her blows do not cease and her words do not falter. she’s truly a one-woman thrasher. he’d normally be trying to avoid the hits but his eyes haven’t registered what his brain already has and it’s all a flurry of emotions. confusion. anger. exhaustion. it’s just that it’s early....well late and her offer to stay over took a dark turn when his fingers found a laptop keyboard other than his. it wasn’t the sleep deprivation that’d done the damage. it was the dangerous separation from his own machine and a couple shots he’d taken before arriving to calm his mind that led to mistaking the machine for his. one thing led to another and he’s getting screams instead of the comforting opening of one of his online games. rather than responding startled and regretfully as is programmed into him he’s staring and barely uttering a response. he can make out the demands, he can make out that it’s nearing three am and he can make out that his head is literally pounding. her fists, his mind, a metronome of calamity.

        “wh......at---- do what-------” where had kihyun the computer genius actually gone? he’s still swimming through remnants of last night. h’ell make it, maybe after two unsuccessful hits to his side. “on a scale of-------- one to beat kihyun to a pulp........how important was it....?” he cares even if his expressions alludes otherwise. cue the next wave of hits.

[geuyi]

[MSG]:I never agreed to an open relationship!

Jealous messages for @vonleir​!

status: accepting

( sms: andie 👑 ) oh shit… YOU GO GIRL KICK HIS ASS

( sms: andie 👑 ) ugh relationships are a mess

[ocherries]

tell me!

[ TELL ME ! ]

If you snuck into my room I would:

[  ] Go back to sleep                  [  ] Kick you out[ x ] Cuddle with you ( to death !!!!!!!!!)    [  ] Be like “How in the world?”[  ] Let you sleep on the floor      [  ] Become angry

If you kissed me (or hugged) I would:

[ x ] Kiss or hug you back                      [ x ] Smile and laugh [  ] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable         [  ] Push you away[  ] Be shocked                                       [  ] Strike you

If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:

[  ] No          [  ] Yes          [  ] Most certainly not.          [ x ] Without hesitation.

You are:

[ x ] Cute          [ x ] Adorable          [ x ] Attractive          [ x ] Beautiful[  ] Okay           [  ] Ugly                 [  ] Am not going to grace this with an answer

You are to me a:

[  ] Stranger          [  ] Acquaintance          [  ] Ally[ x ] Friend            [  ] Love                        [  ] Rival [  ] Enemy

I find you to be:

[  ] Pathetic             [  ] Off no consequence       [  ] Intriguing [  ] Frightening        [  ] Unsettling                       [  ] Annoying [  ] Infuriating          [ x ] Pleasant company       [ x ] Comforting [  ]  Unable to be lived without                           [  ] Trustworthy

[anhyuns-blog]

15-18!

( &.ORIGIN, accepting! @vonleir )

15. On a day like today you would...?

“On a day like this, I’d love to take a walk around the city, actually,” she answered with a smile, “It’s hot out but not too hot... or I think maybe I’d like to nap all day. Depending on if anyone wants to go with me!”

16. The last book you read?

“Beauty and the Beast! The original version by Madame deVilleneuve! But then again, I read it almost every other week. It’s my favourite.”

17. The last text message you sent/received?

“The last text message I sent reads: why would you do that? Sad face, sad face.” She paused, “And the last message I received says: hahaha, devil face. This is an exchange between my sister and I.”

18. Are you usually hot or cold?

“I always feel cold, but everyone tells me that I’m really warm to the touch, so... I don’t know!”

[thatdeej-blog]

[  @vonleir, thank you for the reblog ! ]

☁ — “So... Greetings. I’ve come again. With a bigger request.” Then, as the brain worked faster than his mouth, his mouth accelerated to the speed of light! Spitting out the next couple of sentences in one breathe, in the end, becoming a mashed up jumble. “It’s summer and I see this posted everywhere. Um. Um. The pink drink, the purple drink, the orange drink. The whatever drink. I want it all. I want the pink drink.” He paused... because how manly. “I mean because my sister’s been asking for it! Not me. No, no clearly not me.”

[parkbgm-blog]

( ♛ )  @vonleir​​ liked this for a starter!

 ❝Congratulations on not failing last week’s test, Yoonmi! You’re part of the 34% in your class that actually read the book!❞

[yeolkeot]

( @vonleir )

          “I showered!” He did, truly he did! The accusation was nothing less than offensive. Really! What kind of barbarian did she take him for? Even worse, what kind of disrespecting, child did she think he was. He had some sort of dignity! That and his mother had a habit of sticking a head in his door when he took to his marathons. He took it upon himself from the beginning to make sure to take a shower, that and his roommate wasn’t overly fond of him forgetting. “What astonishes me is how you manage to barge up her, interrupt my marathon only to talk to me about my hygiene as if I’m the worst smelling thing at this dorm.” He’s talking and he isn’t even looking at her, his eyes are still glued to the flat screen. “You can’t get me off this couch, bet.” He wasn’t finishing this marathon early. No way in hell. “Admit it, you missed me.”