#yfyeeun

[sgnolivia]

she’s dreaming

@yfyeeun

dealing with corporations makes seunghee’s stomach turn and her eyes roll, but accidents make habits make purpose, and here she is, sitting on the floor of her room, scrawling notes onto sheet music and tapping her thumb against the wood of her guitar. 

her keyboard sits in front of her, plugged into a computer filled with software too expensive to be justifiable but when has she ever worried about the money, anyway? 

there’s a knock on the door but it registers as a bass hit and seunghee writes it in anyway, the drumline too aggressive for a song so soft but the dichotomy of industry is what makes it work, right? too much money, not enough money, the poor, the rich, a cycle of wanting too much and needing too little. 

fingers pull at tired strings and it’s the shadow that makes her look up. 

“oh,” she says, grinning lightly and pushing her guitar out of her lap, “hey babe.” 

[halcywon-blog]

{ bitten, for the first time }

– @yfyeeun

just when she thinks Yeeun can’t get any better, she releases this line. Really, she should have expected this – a gorgeous shade of red that resembled freshly-picked strawberries fit for someone beautiful like Sowon herself made by someone equally as beautiful and talented like Jang Yeeun. She runs her fingers over the curvy font delicately engraved into the glass container, cheeks flushing ever so slightly when she reads the name.

It’s kind of risqué, but that doesn’t stop Sowon from slathering it all over her lips. Though she overuses the phrase: ‘this [ insert shirt/skirt/dress/etc. here ] is made for me,’ this lip gloss is -- without a doubt -- definitely made for Yang Sowon (and she’ll bet anyone her daddy’s life savings that Yeeun made the shade with Sowon in mind) because, again, this color is perfect on her.

And, for the rest of the day, she doesn’t let anyone forget it.

Especially not to the genius herself when Sowon spots her walking out of class. She squeezes between other students -- funny how she doesn’t simply just push them away, but Sowon’s in a good enough mood to actually be polite -- and coils her arms around the other girl’s waist, puckering her lips to show them off. “Your new lip gloss--” 

She pauses for a brief second to keep her lips extended as far as she can. She continues, “--is beautiful. Excellent. Marvelous. Perfect. It’s like--” A pause to jut out her lips once more, and she resumes again, “--it’s like it was made just for me.”

[yfxjihye]

⌛

status: no longer accepting

⌛: the voicemail my muse leaves on your phone when your muse hasn’t been heard from for the fifth night this week

she stares at her phone in contemplation, her head rested upon intertwined fingers. “well, i don’t really know her, and i’ve only met her once–twice, but i don’t think her being drunk counts,” she thinks to herself. she lets out a deep sigh, “but, i mean, if i brought her to safety once–wouldn’t i have wasted my time getting her to safety if she’s dead now? then, i guess i’m calling just to confirm if i’ve wasted my time.”

jihye wouldn’t have been worrying about this if her goddamn teacher didn’t worry so much about her students. 

“jihye, do you know of yeeun’s whereabouts? she hasn’t attended class for about a week now,” her teacher approaches her.

“uhm, no, i don’t think so–is something wrong?” jihye replies politely.

“it’s probably nothing, but could you just try to find out for me and your classmates? we’re quite worried for her safety,” jihye nods in response to this, quietly regretting that she had ever asked if anything was wrong.

why did their teacher ask jihye about it? her and yeeun weren’t exactly friends, so jihye wouldn’t have the slightest idea of where yeeun might be. jihye sure as hell wasn’t her keeper either, but she had always felt this odd sense to protect the other since the day she first saw her.

she quickly grabbed her phone, then took a deep breath before dialing yeeun’s number. she began to get some of her words together in the last few seconds that she had before yeeun picked up, but she pauses when she’s answered by an automated voice telling her leave a message at the beep.  

“hey, this is jihye from art class. i haven’t seen you at all this week, and we had to write down a bunch of notes for the project. everyone in class is worried about you, so they told me to give you a call to make sure you’re alright. hope you’re not lying in a ditch somewhere. give me a call once you get this message, so i can let everyone else know that you’re fine.”

[wonshikxyf-blog]

dental care - yeeun

@yfyeeun​

With how many things Wonshik was involved in even while on summer vacation, it was a bit rare for him to have an outlandish amount of spare time. However, today seemed to be one of those days. Until he remembered. Yeeun’s dentist appointment. He always went to those with her, without fail. Even if it was just a simple cleaning, Wonshik was her dental buddy. A heavy sigh passed his lips as he rolled out of his bed and dragged himself to the bathroom to get ready. He felt particularly tired today, but if he didn’t show up, he wouldn’t hear the end of it. Thirty minutes later, he was finished, dressed up in a pair of skinny jeans and a loose t-shirt. All he could do was hope that Yeeun was ready when he decided to plop back down in his bed and ring her.

[yfxyongha-blog]

⇡ SPACE INVADES MY MIND

⇢  @yfyeeun

(* for someone as social as yongha it was a surprise how few people he actually spent quality time with. even less sharing interests that meant a lot to him. like, in this case, make up. growing up he never had someone to enjoy it with, especially not the first few years when he was too afraid to leave his room with make up on, so finding yeeun (and actually allowing himself to have fun with her) was such a needed treat. and he learned a lot from her! so it was a genuinely happy first year that currently sat in the older’s dorm with his legs crossed, face bare in preparation for the coming experiment and one finger scrolling through the various pictures open on his phone, showcasing the trendy galaxy freckles that they’d try their hands on. ) some of these are out of this world. i mean, look at this one. (* he pressed on one of the pictures to bring it to full size and turned the phone in her direction. ) amazing. 

[yfxconfessions]

im rooting for seunghee and yeeun i support All forms of lesbianism

SAME YO sign me the FUCK up 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌th 👌 ere👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my selｆ 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠＯOOＯOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit

[sgnolivia]

artificial lover

a car parked by the ocean, a night roadtrip gone trippy, drugs turned playthings. seunghee passes the blunt and props her head up on her knee, tossing her hair over her shoulder and sighing, “isn’t it weird that two thirds of the ocean is unknown? i’m glad, but isn’t it weird?” 

a yawn, a thought gone seconds after conception. 

“i’m fucking starving,” she tells yeeun, turning down the radio because it’s making it hard to focus on yeeuns face, “we should get something to eat- chicken?” 

the light from the console spreads across yeeun’s face, and seunghee wonders how so much beauty can be found in marrow.

[sgnolivia]

( txt to ❀ seunghee ❀: anytime!! :> ) ( txt to ❀ seunghee ❀: wait do you like ) ( txt to ❀ seunghee ❀: have someone just available for this ) ( txt to ❀ seunghee ❀: ?? )

txt to yeezy: that dependstxt to yeezy: will i get in trouble if i say yes?txt to yeezy: i’m jk babetxt to yeezy: no srsy will i get in trouble? :)txt to yeezy: i’m 100% sure i can find someone