#yzhfan

[syounq]

"i have so many questions i'm" what, what are they? ಠ_ಠ

...because there are so many, I'm summing them up using two: how and why?

[jxniel-archived]

“At least we’re all ugly together.”

THEMEPOCALYPSE 2016 SENTENCE STARTERSStatus: Accepting!@yzhfan

Seo Ah had made a blunt remark. The soloist didn’t hesitate to point out the poor aesthetic brought by the game they were playing. His reply caused her to slightly tilt her head, one side of the joystick poking her knee. “They should at least gave more clothing options.” She furrowed her eyebrows at the results. “Not only that. I feel like there should be plenty of options to change appearances and whatnot. You know, like Sims?” 

[hunzu-blog1]

[kkt] hey kiddo

[ kkt → angry bird 형 ] hey!

[ kkt → angry bird 형 ] you must miss me a lot, huh?? pft..

[ kkt → angry bird 형 ] how’re you doing though??

[syounq]

@yzhfan:

ALRIGHT, alright, I’m up. Why do you always have to use kisses and puppies as threats? Why? Choi Sooyoung, why? Choi S-wu-young, why? Why are you like this to your future husband, why? 

Because those two happen to be the fastest, most effective way to get your attention when you’re playing hard to get. You proved my point just now--it works like magic every single time. Maybe “I’ll run around the neighborhood naked” too, but you ignore that one unless I actually get up and leave to do it, so...

[yzhfan]

-- important psa!

So some of you might know that this is a new account continuing the muse from wyuifan/realxst-kris (if you didn’t, now you do). Anyway, I tried to come back to krp on tumblr to make new friends and develop new plots in various genres with other muses but as you can tell from my inactivity for the past 2 months, I haven’t really been able to keep up and commit to rp-ing on tumblr. 

Therefore, I’m turning this account into a 1x1 rp account that will solely consist of interactions between Kris and Sooyoung (his long term girlfriend). It’s selfish I know, for closing off others, but this is my last resort/attempt at staying on tumblr rp. I’m really busy with university and I will only continue to get busier in the future. However, the bond between my muse and @syounq​‘s muse is something I really cherish as a mun and writer, so I don’t want to give up and leave completely. 

It’s a shame I won’t be interacting with others on tumblr because there are definitely tons of muses out there that I appreciate and would love to see interacting with Kris, and lots of interesting plots they inspire. Unfortunately, I really can’t handle having an open account and I don’t want to ever half-ass my writing or interactions with anyone. So I’d rather turn this account into a private one rather than giving any muns less than what they deserve from a rp partner.

I hope you guys understand. Anyway, feel free to unfollow this account or whatever, there won’t be any hard feelings because I understand this isn’t personal. I wish you guys all the best and have fun rp-ing your muse(s)!

__side note: my aim (wyuifan) is still open to all and strictly in character. So if you really want to stay in touch or something, feel free to add me there. I’m slightly more active there and I’ll try my best to get around to everyone.

Also, this muse may turn semi-au (in terms of his career path etc), depending on the development of his relationship so yeah, just a heads up. 

[u0lee-blog]

“Are you sure you’re not a lesbian?”

↳sentence meme based on real conversations i’ve had   【 status → not accepting! 】 

      Lottie had a staring problem. That was something that she already knew. Her and Kris had been out on a small shopping spree when he caught her gawking at another girl for not the first, not the second, nor the third, but the fourth time. She couldn’t help it. Girls were beautiful. 

                                       “. . . Are you sure you’re not a lesbian?”

     His words snapped her attention away from the short haired blonde she had been watching, her eyes widening the slightest bit. “I– Yah! I like boys too, okay? I can’t help it. Girls are just so… angelic. I mean boys are hot and all but girls… Wow.” 

[syounq]

@yzhfan:

[kkt] babe [kkt] guess what [kkt] I miss you [kkt] did you guess that right [kkt] I bet you did [kkt] because we’re so in sync [kkt] and connected [kkt] hehe

[kakao] ⇢ baby ⇢ guess what ⇢ i miss you too  ⇢ did you guess that right? ⇢ i bet you did ⇢ because we’re so in sync ⇢ and connected ⇢ like an iphone and a laptop ⇢ hehe ⇢ did you just get off work or? ⇢ wait you didn’t drink, did you? ⇢ if you messaged me that you miss me because you’re drunk i will so bite you when i see you u_u

[jxniel-archived]

♚

Stages Of Life Headcanons [ x ]Status: accepting@yzhfan

♚ - Their first experience with death

Personally, she hadn’t met death. And honestly, she wouldn’t want to meet it anytime soon either.

Nonetheless, death injured her in ways she wouldn’t and couldn’t express as one would be wise to not open the wounds of a dead-end past. It managed to greet her even if their paths were yet to be crossed. She had a long way to go, apparently. A road that was split into a plethora of others she closed eyes at but is forced to choose once again. It decided to end a chapter she looked forward to with stars brightening her view of a well planned future. It took away everything she had desired by taking one’s final breath, someone who held great importance in her heart back then.

Back then, if there was a possibility of giving a second chance to the undead, she would have done the impossible to bring him back to her side.

But, oh, oh how life and death could be great partners in crime. How fate could easily betray destiny.

And, oh, oh how foolish of her if she was to do such a thing. Blinded by love, a love that was her first and could have been her last. So naive. So innocent. So much for ‘the love of her life’, for ‘spending the rest of our lives together’ and for ‘forever’s.

Junhee stayed quiet. The sound of stirring wheels deafened her ears, blurred her vision with the illusions that haunted her dreams for so many nights she lost count of. 

A young man, around her age, trapped in an indescribable position, body parts crushed from the impact, molding itself with the remains of the crushed car. Labored breathing interrupted the dreadful silence, crimson liquid mixing with the one of gas. 

A young man who brought laughs and smiles that only he could make them appear wonderfully on her features. A young man that promised the moon, the stars, the night sky and more. A young man who managed to keep that surreal promise, the galaxy illuminating the eyes of the lovely lady.

A young man who unfortunately met death on his way home.

Almost two years. Somehow recovered from it, but never would she forget.

Slowly, her eyelids fluttered open, cleaning any trace of glistening sadness. It happened. It was over. There was nothing more to her than fading memories and dry tears. A shaken sigh took her off guard. An embarrassed smile attempted to cover her mishap, hands trying to not hang awkwardly on both sides. 

“Death?” Gathering some courage, she glanced up, the floor no longer as interesting as it was earlier. “But I’m still alive. I think it’s less terrifying to think of living instead of that, don’t you think?”

And it was. As long as death’s next target wasn’t the tall boy who sat beside her since their first encounter, refusing to leave that place he claimed his since. That boy who knew nothing yet stayed, occupied with gluing the pieces back together, holding onto her broken heart with hopeful eyes. 

Death, hopefully, wouldn’t brush past her with the intent of taking him away.

She wouldn’t handle such a curse.