#wangzikyu

[hyvkjaelee-blog]

{'slams an apple on the table}

-jumps in surprise at the sudden action, his eyes widening slightly- Is this for me--

[minhreon-archive-blog]

AGGRESSIVELY SENDS YOU ♥

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'Sunker Bell. Suntrick Star. Sunny oppa. You're such a precious little ball of sunshine who everyone should feel blessed to have in their life. There's not many good things left in this world, but if there was a list you would be on it. Right at the top too. I've never once failed to smile when I see you around. Even if we don't talk just the thought of knowing you're there is comforting in its own way. Keep bringing smiles to everyone's face, because the world could start to change one at a time from a simple greeting to a simple hug. And, I know you could improve a lot of lives with your amazing self.'

[jievnz]

wangzikyu:

Gladly accepting the pack of gum, she extended her arm, patting the other’s hand enough times to leave a bruise. “Should I wait for the snacks and chew the gum first? I’m a sucker for anything minty.”

The pat to her hand not only left the feeling ghosting on her flesh, but a smile on her face. Brown, finely sculpted brows were drawn together -- eyes being incapable of staying in one place. "You like mint? Maybe that gum is almost as cool as you." She snorts, ducking her head. "Was that smooth or what? Hmm... maybe you should wait until you eat the snacks before chewing the gum. Mint with chocolate, vanilla and caramel wouldn't taste so good, would it?" 

[heavenleetaemin]

Today's the first day of December, button up and stay warm cutie~

My Kyukyu is so adorable and precious and I wanted to keep this because yes. [ `Puffs cheeks.]

[heavenleetaemin]

Δѕylυм : ѕoonĸyυ • тaəмιn

A thin frame sat hunched over a thick set, slick, mahogany table, the figure letting out short, weak breaths. The poster boy for the double-edged sword deemed unhealthy found his fingers curling around nothing in particular, trying to satiate the pain that he was feeling. It was almost as if a clawed hand were scraping against the contours of his stomach, destroying the serenity of his insides until all he could do was whimper ever so slightly as the second ticked by. Closing his eyes, he pressed his cheek against the cold wood, wanting nothing more than to reach inside of himself in a feeble attempt of ridding the intensity of the pain. No one noticed when his eating patterns tarnished within the intangible flames of disappointment. But then, that was all he was— a disappointment.

At least, those were the words that the voices in his head decided to throw at him.

"Dis…appointment…" He murmured out weakly, somehow the only word in his vocabulary to have ever had a significant impact on his mindset; the one what was hardly in his control anymore. There was no control when it came to the young male unless it pertained to his eating patterns. The voices could control everything else— sometimes he couldn’t tell if the beings who appeared into his distinct line of sight were real or not, the whisper of feathers brushing against nothing but air sounding into the depths of his mind.

"You’re an Angel, Arariel."

That was a straight out lie; Angels didn’t exist. God didn’t exist. Religion was a perception that touched upon the morality basis that humans seemed to crave for. He was not at all religious, the boy, but even so— if Angels did exist, then why were they calling him Arariel? What on Earth was an Arariel— it sounded like an STD. Though hardly the one to be promiscuous, he knew and believed firmly that he was not named after a sexually transmitted disease. “My name… Lee Taemin… I’m Taemin.” He slurred to no one in particular, resembling his insanity plead to the eyes that lingered over his trembling frame. Shaking out of sheer frustration, the youth tried his damnedest to keep a dam of tears from cracking—

But he was cracking. After losing count of the incredible amount of years he’d spent being tortured by smug casualties, one would be able to see his soul splitting behind the emotions pouring out of a shining pair of eyes. “Don’t break me,” he chanted anxiously, tender touches of fear ringing into his whisper. “Don’t— leave me alone… Please—”

[inkyuyasha]

Sniffs your underarms

You’re so weird, what are you?

[inkyuyasha]

You smell

That’s your upper lip, baby.

[addyxlee]

Rubbing the nape of her neck, she offered the other a sly smile and a halfway extended arm. The palm of her hand turned upward, a gesture she'd hope would come off across positively. "Hey, I know the whole getting to know each other is a bit awkward so I'll offer up a bit off information on my part. Name's Lee Soonkyu, and I'll take just about any nickname with the exception of jailbait. Your turn."

She returned the other girl’s kindness with a warm, pursed-lip grin. Slipping her hand into her new acquaintance’s palm, she curled her fingers into a firm grip. She shook her hand with minimal force, to show amicability. “Yeah, it is a bit awkward, huh? I’m Adeline Lee, but please call me Addy, if you’d like. Nice to meet you.” Looking up and smirking, “I’m terrible at coming up with nicknames for people. How does ‘Icy’ sound? Y’know because you’re cool?” She shut her eyes in the deserved embarrassment. “Feel free to don me with a nickname.”