모든 게 아름다웠어

good-bye my love, don’t look back. even if you left me, I won’t cry. I’m sorry because I was clumsy my love is ending like this. I think my love for you ends here. I hope you’ll be happy with him.

[troublcmakcr]

mistletoc:

      ❝ fuck – ❞  jali cursed again, genuinely sorry for knocking into the other person. he’d been back in town less than a day and was already making a bad name for himself. the girl’s harsh tone caught him off guard, even though he’d been expecting as much. as soon as she recognized him, jali could see it on her face.   ❝ i’ve been good, ❞  he told her, nodding awkwardly as a hand flew to his hair, brushing it out of his face ( a nervous habit. )   ❝ what about you? – i really can’t believe i just ran into you.  – literally. again, sorry about that. you remember how clumsy i am. ❞  

katherine couldn’t believe she crawled out of her cave to be hit with this. the only thing to make this better would for a sudden snowstorm to break out and trap her in this hell state of an awkward situation. “I can’t either. this must be karmic retribution hitting me all at once.” the journalist's tone wasn’t the friendliest. the last time they were together she has since put up walls. after confessing their feelings, the beginning and end of whatever they could’ve been, she became a workaholic. now that the shock subsided, she embarrassingly tried to cover her (unhealthily filled) cart from his sight while replying. “yeah, I remember. it’s a surprise you’re still intact. so, are you back... for good?” 

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wistfulreality:

camden was realizing that this was really more of a mess than he thought it was. however, it seemed that she had a story in mind already, and since he didn’t have any other suggestions, he simply nodded his head. “sounds good enough to me.” truth be told, anything else he could come up with would just complicate matters.  “no, i don’t really know.”  there were a lot of things that they would not like about her, but it was mostly going to be him who would be in trouble, not being careful with her before getting married. or rather sleeping with anyone before he was married.  “it’s the best we can do,” he nodded his head.

she nodded her head in thought when he said he didn’t know anything his parents might want. was he not close to them? or maybe they weren’t that picky in prospective daughter-in-laws? both questions were left bouncing in her head as she didn’t know camden well enough to be so intrusive. and she felt he wasn’t as open as her. “do you think we should tell our parents together or separately? and...in which order? I don’t think opening with ‘surprise, I’m pregnant’ would be the best tactic, but I also don’t think we should close with it after announcing we are engaged. should we spread it out? maybe try to seem a little less suspicious?” her hands making gestures again as quickly as her mouth was moving. 

[troublcmakcr]

includingfire:

open starter: here is another muse that i don’t have a stats page up for yet or on my blog, but jiyoung is a boxer ! open to: m/f/nb

        “i promise it’s perfectly fine, there’s nothing wrong with this bruise. it happens all the time in the ring, it’ll go away soon,” he responded, before there’s a nod of his head. he really appreciated the concern, but he was a-okay.”what’s got you so worked up about it? are you really that worried? how can i stop that?”

“it’s fine because it happens all the time?” she asked although regretting it immediately. yoona shouldn’t care. no, she had to not care. indifference was how she survived. with a tight smile, she tried to play it off. “I’m not worked up.it, it’s just very unbecoming of your face. and for a bakery you are really ruining the beauty of my cupcakes,” she said in a playful tone, turning away from him as the lies left her mouth. “next time... just don’t get hit.” she requested quietly.

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dcwntcwn:

open: m/f muse: sehun summary: he was trying to cook for your muse. things didn’t go as planned because he got burned.

       NORMALLY he’s a good cook. Sehun doesn’t even know what happens when there’s some popping and his hand is getting burned. Hissing he’s pulling his hand back quickly as the spoon drops to the ground. His eyes are now looking at the red mark that graced his pale skin. “That hurt like a–” Trailing off when he sees that he was getting a worried look from the other. “It’s a minor burn, cold water will help.” Running his hand under the cold water pouring from the faucet

yuna was never one to turn down free food. especially homemade. it’s why she jumped at the offer to try sehun’s cooking rather than the usual take-out. watching sehun she thought he looked pretty cool and the sounds were like that of a cooking show. that was until the spoon fell. her eyes widened at the mark, and she moved to the sink. “minor?! look at it.. it’s all red. does it hurt? I think we should at least put a band-aid on it, or a cream...” she leaned in to get a closer look at his hand and made a face that was a mix of worry and disgust (she never could stand such sights). “do you have a first aid kit?”

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wistfulreality:

mina was finally going on her first date since she and sangmin had parted ways in a rather acrimonious manner. it was nice to be on an actual date and her date was rather funny and cute. she really should have gone on dates earlier. why had she waited so long to break things off? “I’m just going to throw this away,” she told her date, trying to clean up the space a bit. she began to walk to the trash can and suddenly spotted sangmin right in the spot nearby. “what are you doing here? are you stalking me?” he had a girl with him and her chest tightened. “you’ve got to be kidding me.” she sighed, shaking her head.

as mina started heading toward them, sangmin tried to seem as if he didn’t see her first by intensely focusing on his date. at the accusations, he suppressed his grin and addressed his date, “excuse me.” turning to mina, “stalking? we’ve been here all day, right...” name lost on him for a moment, “jihyo?” it came out more as a question, but when she didn’t object then it must’ve been right. “it was her idea. date in the park, picnic.” putting a cherry tomato in his mouth and talking to his date about mina (to be annoying), “if anything, she is looking more like the stalker, right?”

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rixxnwrites:

Open : Jisoo : m/f/nb she’s ‘ghost hunting’ in the latest theatre that she`ll be performing in later. ( any connections )

“There`s something here.” Jisoo raised her hand above her head, a strange sight to anyone passing by her. “I can feel it.” she glanced behind her, a smile playing at her lips as she heard a noise coming from the back. “I know nobody believes me.” she mutters, clutching the trusty crystal on her necklace.

jinsol released the loudest sigh. the brunette did not want to start her day listening to this nonsense. as a couple of the other performers who actually believed the other started to whine about getting goosebumps and urged her to stop freaking them out, she couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “yeah, that something’s a rat. this theatre is in dire need of janitorial staff.”

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gangsndroses:

plot based on the last one here

          Xukun just finish his shift and was taking his time grabbing his things while chatting with a few other employees. That’s until his phone suddenly rings and the first thing he does is check the id caller — not able to recognise the number, but he decides to pick up anyway. Before he’s even able to greet the other and ask whom he is speaking to, he hears cries for help and he frowns, barely being able to understand what the other is saying. He’s quick to rush out of the building, keeping his phone against his ear. “What’s going on? Calm down and tell me where you are.” Rather than finding out who this is, his first instinct is to help the other out.

hara left the library later than usual, and darker. while she was leisurely taking in the night sky she had an inkling that someone had been following her. after crossing the street and taking two turns unexpectedly was when her suspicions were confirmed. struck with fear and no real idea how else to help herself, she hastily speed-walked into the phone booth nearby and locked the door. to ensure her safety she quickly dialed for help. although she was surprised to hear the male’s voice, she barely had time to register it over the panic. “oh... y-you’re on your way? you really didn’t have to..” her voice trembled, the words more for the person she felt lingering outside to hear. “yeah, the phone booth two streets down from the public library.” she (subtly) instructed. “hurry... it’s cold,” she lied. ”and please don’t hang up,” she whispered desperately.

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mcrakis:

open: m / f / nb

       “AND THEN THEY had the nerve to keep shouting at me for twenty minutes. ” baekhee complained, lifting the coffee up to her lips. “ did you at least have a better day than i did? ”

“that sounds horrible... you hung in there though, right? after twenty minutes I would be in tears. or looking for a sweets binge.” audrey commented in her own comedic way of comforting the other. “is being ignored better than shouting? I think the head writer is still upset about my latest suggestions.”

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wistfulreality:

“hm … why not?” jae pouted with a laugh, nuzzling her cheek with his nose. he looked at her curiously as he waited for her response but no specifics seemed to come. “we did?” he exclaimed, his eyes widening. “well, guess we won’t have to cook for several days,” he mumbled against her soft skin before he sat back up straight, pulling her close to him. “ugh, doctors and lawyers. don’t even say those words. they make me cringe.”

“just because...” she answered simply. her work self was definitely different from now, so even if he did tell people might not believe them. not that this self was horrible, just not as professional. “sounds good to me. leftovers are bound to be better than my cooking,” she replied, surprisingly still able to joke with his lips against her. “then we better settle this amicably.” she exposed a pout, “here,” pointing at her lips, “it hurts the most. I think 500 kisses should cover the damages.” 

[troublcmakcr]

icy1x1:

Hyoyeon took a startled step back when a growl sound left him. What was wrong with him that he had to make a noise like that? But more importantly why did the noise sound so familiar.  As far as Hyoyeon knew she was the only person in the woods for miles, her only company were the animals in the woods and the thoughts in her mind. Her hands slowly lowered from her face slowly and cautiously as the male covered himself up,”Jiwoo?” She repeated to make sure she had heard him right, “I don’t know anyone named Jiwoo.” Her eyebrows came together, a line creasing in the middle, “I’m the only person out here for miles, I’ve never seen you before. You better tell me the truth right now or I’ll call the cops.” She threatened, unwilling to let her fear of the stranger show through.

cops? this woman was perfectly fine with a wolf visiting her and didn’t rashly call animal control, but a (more or less) lost man and she’s going to call the cops? given he was naked... but jiwoo was far more dangerous as a wolf than man. “the truth? ...the truth is you have seen me, only not like this. I am the...the, uh...” eyes wavering as the truth was most likely going to earn him a call to a mental hospital rather than the police station. “wolf.” a free hand came up to scratch the back of his head as the confession came out in a low whisper. quickly adding before she moved to kick him out or make phone calls, “and I can prove it to you! if you could just... give me something to wear.” he said looking down at the pillow that he was still holding as his only source of coverage.

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interrupticns:

♡   ╰    ˚ OPEN STARTER

gender  preference:  m  \  f  \  nb. connection:  close  friend  \  crush. plot:  ❛  poly  thread  !  ⁞  since  you’re  my  closest  friend,  i  decided  to  play  cupid  and  hook  you  up  with  another  good  friend  of  mine  because  you  both  look  cute  together  but  i  realized  last  minute  i  like  both  of  you  so  surprise  !  guess  who’s  third  wheeling  your  movie  date  ?  ❜

                            What  …  in  the  absolute  fuck  ?  That  was  all  he  could  think  of  at  the  current  moment  as  his  body  jolted  to  the  edge  of  the  left  side  of  the  couch,  a  small,  incredibly  fake  smile  being  shown  to  the  culprit  of  perhaps  one  of  the  worst  nights  of  his  life.  What  started  off  as  a  good  date  soon  turned  into  a  nightmare  when  the  front  door  flung  open,  revealing  the  reason  as  to  why  he  was  not  only  here,  but  also  about  to  leave.  HOSEOK  rubbed  his  forearm  in  frustration  and  pain,  his  left  hand  coming  up  to  graze  the  side  of  his  face  while  he  awkwardly  looked  ahead  to  continue  the  film.  He  adored  spending  time  with  his  friend,  don’t  get  him  wrong,  but  this  was  one  of  those  special  ❛  alone  time  ❜  moments  that  he  didn’t  need  the  other  male  intruding  on. If  he  were  being  honest,  he  didn’t  mind  it  at  first  ;  the  male  squeezing  himself  between  him  &.  his  date,  the  sudden  control  of  the  popcorn,  the  random  bursts  the  laughter,  none  of  it  truly  bothered  him.  That  was  until  Hoseok’s  biggest  pet  peeve  had  made  an  appearance,  and  boy  was  he  ready  to  deck  his  close  friend  in  the  face.  Nothing,  and  I  mean  nothing,  made  him  angrier  than  hearing  spoilers,  and  what  happens  ??  The  killer  gets  revealed  …  except  he  wasn’t  fucking  supposed  to.  All  thanks  to  him.  ❝  You  know  what,  ❞  He  started  off,  rising  off  the  couch  and  dusting  off  the  popcorn  that  fallen  on  his  lap  from  the  movement  JOONKI   did.  ❝  I’m  gonna  get  me  a  drink.  I’ll  be  in  the  kitchen  if  you  need  me.  ❞  His  teeth  were  clenched  as  he  tried  to  subtly  glare  at  male  before  flashing  his  date  a  sorry  expression,  his  heels  now  doing  a  180  before  walking  off  in  the  direction  of  the  kitchen.

                         ❝  Mind  bringing  me  a  Pepsi  back  ? ❞  JOONKI  yelled  while  he  turned  his  body  enough  to  reach  over  the  back  of  the  black  L  -  shape  couch,  arm  resting  on  top  of  the  head.  Not  getting  a  response  back,  he  slumped  back  into  his  previous  position  and  shrugged  his  shoulders  before  glancing  at  his  close  friend  then  back  at  the  TV.  ❝  I  don’t  think  he  likes  the  movie  …  ❞  The  comment  itself  made  Joonki  wanna  hit  himself  as  he  was  fully  aware  of  what  was  really  pissing  Hoseok  off.  When  setting  up  the  date  for  the  two  his  intentions  were  nothing  but  to  get  two  people  who  he  loved  dearly  together.  It  didn’t  upset  him  when  bringing  up  the  idea  to  them  when  he  had  them  one  on  one,  nor  did  it  make  him  mad  that  when  he  decided  to  do  something  with  both  of  them  they  told  him  they  can’t  since  they  would  be  together.  It  was  as  if  after  being  told  that,  the  sudden  greediness  kicked  into  overdrive  as  he  went  out  and  brought  a  ton  of  snacks  before  heading  to  Hoseok’s  apartment  and  making  himself  apart  of  their  date.  ❝  We  can  watch  Scary  Movie  3  !  I’ll  put  it  in, ❞  He  put  down  the  bowl  and  lunged  toward  the  ground,  his  eyes  scanning  for  the  DVD  case.  He’d  never  acknowledge  why  he  had  the  sudden  change  of  heart  towards  his  plan  (  or  maybe  he  did  )  so  he  had  to  play  it  off  as  well  as  he  could.  ❝  Oo  !  What  about  Fast  Times  at  Ridgemont  High  ?  Or  maybe  Karate  Kid  ?  I  never  noticed  Hoseok  being  a  huge  80′s  &.  90′s  movie  fan  …  I  think  I’ll  settle  for  Coming  to  America  instead.  What  do  you  think  ?  ❞

this was...different. definitely not how she imagined the date going. at first sohee greeted joonki with her usual glee. but she initially thought he was just checking in on them. a quick pop-in from their matchmaker to see how things were going. when his appearance went from greetings to full-on joining in the date suddenly became awkward. as hoseok got up, not looking in the best of moods, she looked between the two unsure what to do. “oh okay...” at joonki’s comment, she couldn’t help but smack his leg in annoyance. “why are you being like that?” while the date was going well enough and she believed the three would be able to hang out at some point. in the middle of her and hoseok’s first date though? that was not the moment she was thinking of. “are you here because I texted you earlier that I was nervous?” she whispered to him as a reply to his sudden interest in watching another movie. an interest she blatantly ignored for right now. she didn’t doubt any of joonki’s intentions as to why he suddenly showed up. she always looked at the best in people. “it’s really, really okay now...  well, I mean, it was,” she emphasized giving joonki a pointed look. a look that didn’t last long as she couldn’t really be mad at her friend. especially when she didn’t believe he spoiled the film on purpose. “if you want to watch another movie I think we should ask hoseok and see what he wants to watch,” sohee suggested then adding with thoughts that it might make the other feel better to hear, “and maybe you should apologize to him for spoiling the movie. even if it was an accident.” 

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vncmous:

open to : m/f/nb possible connections : friend, stranger

          « can’t you stay still for one second ? it’s not going to hurt that bad. » daichi tried to reassure, utterly exasperated by the person he was trying to tattoo ( without any positive results ). the loud buzz of the machine had stopped long before; it had barely even started actually when he got it close to the skin, ready to trace the lines in black, only for the other to start trembling like a leaf. daichi glanced at the clock hung on the wall, he luckily didn’t have any more appointments after that but he surely wasn’t up to spend the rest of his evening trying to calm them down. he sighed loudly « I don’t get paid enough to deal with this. »

“okay, okay. I’m sorry. it’s just... have you ever thought of offering a few shots to customers like me?” she was joking... sort of. yuna thought she’d be more comfortable with someone she knew doing it for her. but that thought was completely wrong. a needle was a needle, and she was still scared of the possible pain no matter who was wielding it. “the want and desire is there, promise. let me mentally prepare myself a little more.”

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mistletoc:

plot: our muses were close friends growing up and admitted they had feelings for each other after high school graduation, but didnt do anything because mine went off to college in another state. college is now over and my muse just moved back. open to anyone!! m/f/nb

     jali was rushing so fast through the grocery store that he didn’t bother to check before turning a corner ( a little too quickly. )  shopping cart smacked into someone else’s, and the handle knocked him square in the chest.  ❝ shit! ❞  he cursed, gaze quickly shifting up at the other person.  ❝ i’m so sorry – ❞  and just as he finished the sentence, jali recognized the face in front of him. his stomach dropped, as if it just traveled back in time 4 years. because it basically did.  ❝ oh my god. hey. ❞   

katherine was cooped up writing her article all week, but after finishing the last bottle of water it was time to make a quick grocery run. while she checked her stocked up cart of quick meals, water, and snacks; a curse escaped her lips at the sudden, painful collision. “you should be sorry. do you think you’re the only one here in a hurry? ” she questioned, lifting her head to glare at the person. instant recognition stopping her as she stood in shock for a moment. “oh, yeah, hi. it’s been a while. um, how have you been?”

[troublcmakcr]

sangmin remembers mindlessly agreeing to whatever the female was going off about. it’s how he ended up on some kind of date now. which it didn’t matter really, he knew where it would end as they usually did. but as her plan came into realization, he wanted to leave immediately, and made it known with his clear lack of enthusiasm at every attempt that she made to get him to actively participate. "whatever,”  he replied at the suggestion that they sit and eat the food she prepared, his eyes observing the area to find a place to sit. when his eyes landed on a familiar figure he didn’t want to believe the sight he was seeing. it was mina, with someone as well. by pure instinct his mood switched as he turn towards his date. “why are you carrying that? it must be heavy...” he said taking the basket from her hands. “because you didn’t want to..” she started before he loudly and enthusiastically interrupted. “no, I said we should take turns, turns. here, let’s go this way.” he pointed in the direction of where mina was. “there’s a spot over there.” his date seemed confused at his sudden personality shift, but sangmin’s gaze kept wandering towards mina as he guided her. // @wistfulreality

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wistfulreality:

camden listened as she continued on, her words making complete sense as to why he had suggested that they marry in the first place. well, then again, maybe it was slightly different in that he had wanted to avoid the whole parental ‘how could you knock her up without getting married first speech’, which might be a bit different from the ‘we really fell in love so we’re going to get married and have this baby’. whichever they decided to go with, he felt nervous. heck, he was nervous just about being a father much less having to answer to her parents. “okay, well, what kind of story have they told you that you think we should use?” he asked. he had never liked fairytales, but mostly because his father had always affirmed the fact that they were impossible and unrealistic. 

smiling, she considered the question for a moment as she didn’t want to complicate their story too much. she wasn’t sure about his family, but hers could be quite detail oriented. “well, I think the idea of love at first sight? I don’t think we can be too elaborate to do a damsel scenario because we might forget details and we don’t have the time to say it was a slowly falling for each other’s inner beauty thing. we can keep the part about meeting at the party and we kind of have to keep the day too because I just broke up with my boyfriend before then that they know about,” she was speaking quickly and (although she shouldn’t) excitedly at making up this love story. “but instead of it being a one night stand... we talked all that night and that entire week spent time together almost inseparable and, you know, fell in love.” she looked over at him, cheeks reddening, “sorry. is there anything that your parents prefer? or that I should do?”

[hcartbreakers]

@wxndcrlust

“and you think i would care, because?”

[troublcmakcr]

“because deep, deep, deep down you are a nice person..?” she tried to make it sound convincing, but felt it might not work so she quickly thought of another reason. “and if you help me, I’ll do whatever you want!”

[troublcmakcr]

wistfulreality:

mina wasn’t quite sure what he was even trying to say. his words simply left her in befuddlement and confusion. “bored, huh? well, fine!” she exclaimed. “if that’s the way you’re going to be, then i don’t want to talk to you anymore either!” she didn’t even bother to be gentle with the door as she shut it behind him. how dare he act this way, she thought to herself. she didn’t need him in her life anymore. she’d be fine without him. but then why did it hurt so much to know that things would never be the same again?

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