i refused to believe this story
i searched and searched for the cause of what had happened to me
i began to feel detached from reality
i felt as though I was seeing the world through a glass
i got blood work done, analysis of my mind and body to no avail
the doctor said it was anxiety
but how could it be anxiety?
how could anxiety make me physically feel off balance?
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♡ ━━━ the instant that the QUITE HANDSOME male pivoted around on the balls of his feet to face her, sangha was immediately hit with a rush of compelling F A M I L I A R I T Y ; it was almost as if the air was knocked right out of her lungs, but somehow, she managed to remain upright & all right enough to inhale deep breaths. biting down on her bottom lip in thought, she was hit with another wave of recognition the moment his voiced GRACED HER EARS —— however, she didn’t want to dive into any deep conclusions ; never being a fan of making hasty assumptions. nodding her heard at his response, she offered an EFFORTLESSLY CONVIVIAL smile, & after, parted her lips to speak. ❝ of course, doll. don’t let me stop you from getting your daily pick-me-up. ❞ she responded, nodding her head in his direction before taking her seat once more —— making sure she wasn’t in the way of the incoming rush of patrons rushing to get their coveted caffeine. an O B S E R V A N T set of chocolate brown irises remained fixated on the stranger she stopped to spark a conversation with, & it killed her that she couldn’t put a name to his chiseled visage, but she knew that he was someone she’d encountered before, at least at some point in her LONESOME LIFE. hopefully, by the end of all of this, she’d be able to crack the code on the MYSTERY she was now presented with ; eager to uncover the truth.
when the smaller girl walked away daeyeon smiled to himself. he hadn’t met a personality so b r i g h t and s w e e t in years. most everyone was doomed to the sadness a grey sky always brought, and all the fall seemed to bring was those same grey clouds. when dae ordered his coffee, received it, and grabbed what extras he needed, he made his way to the girls table, looking at her mess of papers. he had seen himself in this position M A N Y a time with the zine he had cherished for years. when he sat down he looked at the cup for any sign of a name, but he couldn’t find it. “ so uh, i’m daeyeon... what exactly is this interview for ? ” he spoke, a slight shake in his voice. after taking the lid off of his cup, he poured in a packet of sugar and stirred the black brew. the steam and the darkness of the drink made dae feel as if he was a w i t c h, making a batch of a poison for his next victim.
♡ ━━━ slender fingers draped around her DAINTY cream-colored coffee cup, her plump pout stained with the foam from her cappuccino as her free-hand worked on jotting down inspiration for the next few chapters of her latest project. normally, whenever it came to her craft, sangha was D A U N T L E S S ; an ever-glowing, burning flame of potent inspiration. however, this time, she was suffering a bit due to LACK OF EXPERIENCE. tapping her pencil against the table she occupied in the busy café only a short walk away from her home. pigeon-toed feet were aimed at one another, knees bouncing underneath the surface as the CAFFEINE began to light up her bloodstream. an overdramatic sigh sept from her blush-pink petals, her beverage the only thing keeping up her from going positively I N S A N E with writer’s block. placing her writing utensil down, she looked around the cozy atmosphere & decided to do something she’s NEVER, EVER done before —— interview someone about their thoughts. wide-eyes looked up & immediately latched onto the first person she saw ; unsure whether she KNEW THEM or not due to only being able to see their back. ❝ excuse me, do you, um, have a second ?? ❞ her small voice soft & sweet ; so characteristically HER. ❝ if you do, i’d L O V E to ask you some questions, if that’s okay with you. ❞ a DEMURE, ALMOST ETHEREAL smile decorated her cherubic visage —— anticipating the other to turn around ; unsure of what their reaction would be when they did.
the nineteen year old had been on skype calls since 5 am, interviewing people left and right. his zine was so c l o s e , yet still so far, from completion. the long calls and writing had left the boy in a complete, utter, mind block. his brain felt fried. as much as he was proud of all the work he was doing he was still so tired from doing it all. school, work, the zine. it all seemed like too much. he constantly was typing away on the mac that sat in his backpack at all times just i n c a s e he met someone who made him feel the way he always felt about writing. cracked knuckles and popped joints made daeyeon feel ten years older than he was. he pulled his hands from his sweat pant pockets as he stood in the line of the cafe. he just wanted some espresso to help him stay awake. he ran a hand through his disheveled hair when he heard a voice behind him. as tired of questions as he was, why not. he turned around pulling his hand from the messy black mop that he called hair. “ yknow... let me order my coffee and i’d love too. ” he looked down. the face he saw was so s w e e t l y familiar.
“i can drive with my eyes closed.” hanhae protested as he squinted at the stranger. who was this guy to lecture him? maybe he was right but that didn’t mean hanhae had to listen to this nonsense. his attention was brought back to his lack of a car as the other spoke. “hey, don’t you think i would remember where i parked my car?” he asked with an arched brow. the answer to that would probably be no. finally he let his attention drop to what the other held. “oh obviously you’re on your way to a party my bad.” he snorted.
daeyeon groaned and rolled his eyes at the drunken demeanor. the guy was in no position to drive, and because dae didn’t quickly shuffle past him as he started talking it was now dae’s responsibility to make sure he got to safe ground. when the mention of a party happened dae chuckled. “ party of one, but since you cant drive, nor remember where you parked your car, it looks like i have two options. ” dae took a deep inhale before listing. “ you sleep on a bench and risk death, come home with me, or i call you a cab...... i guess thats three actually... ” dae wasn’t prepared to have anyone but him and tom at home, but he was hoping the cabs weren’t too booked...
under the cut are 198 325 gif icons of the precious, little meme and possibly one of the most beautiful people i’ve ever seen, hansol ‘ vernon ‘ chwe as requested by me. none of these gifs belong to me, so all of the credits go to the original gif owners. however, i did edit and resize them all ( do NOT steal ). please like or reblog if you use !!
Anyone else go through that occasional phase where toast and butter is just the tastiest fucking creation on the planet and you have to restrain yourself from eating an entire loaf of bread in ten minutes
“I promise I’ve been in worse shape.” Hanhae pleaded as a tried to steady himself on the wall of the club he’d just left. It was true to a degree, he had ended up face down in a ditch once. Or worse he’d given his card to someone far too pretty and his drained bank account was on him. Yet, this combination of the outside world and the rum he’d ingested was not sitting well. It explained why he decided to talk to strangers, normally he knew not to do that. “Hey can you just lead me to my car-” Hanhae hadn’t even glanced at the person nearest him but when he did he stared wide eyed. Was he allowed to ask help of good looking people? Only time would tell. When he glanced back at the spot he specifically remembered parking his car he sighed loudly. “I think someone stole my car.”
daeyeon had a bag of popcorn, candy, and a mix of energy drinks in his hand when he was stopped by the obviously drunk partier. dae was never much of a partier and had settled for a night in by himself playing league until his eyes were bleeding. after having raided the kitchen he realized he was in need of food and that explained why he was in the current situation he was in. “ uh- i don’t think you’re really in any position to be driving dude.. ” when the mention of the car being stolen dae laughed to himself. “ are you sure you didn’t just park it somewhere else ? ”
Heylo!!! im ty nd i reside over here in the est !! its p late here but Im on thanksgiving break so catch me absolutely Wrecking my sleep schedule! im 17 nd am honestly rlly boring irl my biggest worry right now is if one of our pieces in band will be right.BBBUUUUUTTTTT enough about me !! lets talk abt my son daeyeon aka jake! like this nd i’ll march right over into thos dms for some plots!!
Heylo!!! im ty nd i reside over here in the est !! its p late here but Im on thanksgiving break so catch me absolutely Wrecking my sleep schedule! im 17 nd am honestly rlly boring irl my biggest worry right now is if one of our pieces in band will be right.BBBUUUUUTTTTT enough about me !! lets talk abt my son daeyeon aka jake! like this nd i’ll march right over into thos dms for some plots!!
so daeyeon was born in seoul, moved to busan at 4, moved Back to seoul at 7, moved to boston at 10, moved back to seoul at 15
WHY U MAY ASK OH NO
well, his dads in the us army and him and his family were forced to move as army brats do
his mom worked from wherever she was, writing columns for magazines
jake actually adores his mom, even tho she *GASP* doesnt accept him
his dad is a little more accepting of him being trans and also into males and females but he’s still confused on it
dae’s mom was raised in a very christian house while his dad was raised in a very liberal house. how the two fell in love is a heckin mystery
but dae’s dad is always asking dae questions about trans-ness, and gay-ness
dae’s only been on testosterone for about three months, and the effects havent necessarily really impacted
he trains his voice to be deeper but its still very feminine, and he also binds
dae’s mom actually inspired him to become a journalist, and that exactly what he’s currently in school for.
hes working on his own zine where he wants to discuss what its like to be trans and queer in south korea
he is a very small youtuber, only about 50k, he discusses trans rights, different things he’s learned as a transmale, and also just general vlogs and tags
his label is the sloth because he is very lazy and honestly says he’ll do a lot but he really wont
hes very anxious, moving around a lot has caused him to have a lot of anxiety,,, hes also really depressed because of his family issues but he tends to put on a happy face
he lives with older sister, whom is very accepting of him, and they have a cat name tom who he considers his best friend
UHHH some fun facts about him
he plays violin. it was the only real stable thing he had when he was moving,,, he practices every day and has practiced till his fingers bled
he typically plays to release his anger or sadness
he also dances in his free time, but due to a lot of dysphoria that he faces hes almost scared to watch his body move in the mirror.
theres is definitely more i could talk about but i could go on for hours about him !!! i dont have a wc page but i do have some ideas, but please !! if u have some connections you want filled dont be a fraid to mention them first!!!
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