farewell, my love

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[youngi]

[uhljjxng]

[vnconsoled]

[youngi]

[youngi]

[hoonroll-blog]

[aurevuamonsieurtteo]

『ｐｌａｙｔｉｍｅ』ｙｇ/ｍ

[aurevuamonsieurtteo]

He roared another laughter — as expected to hear from such poor little lady. Her questions arouse just fine, temping him to answer her in detailed. The reason he’s doing it? Simple. For fun. He doesn’t need a deeper reason or a vast explanation for it. Bet she understand it completely even if she didn’t asked him that funny question - or him not answering back. Matteo tapped his expensive heels against the cracking wooden floor, slowly deleting the distance between them. His knees folded just in front of her — him squatting down. He made sure he’ll see the deadly smirk on his face as he grasped her tiny little head. His nails dug on her cheeks without permission, eyes locking at hers. "How ‘bout you try it, miss? I’m not stopping you" His teeth were showcased as his lips broaden a smile. "I believe you’re fairly aware of the impossibility of your words." 

[yonggiz]

She jerked away -- or tried to, when his nails dug into his skin. In any other situation, oh any situation but this one, she would have r esponded to him differently.  It was painful, emotionally and physically, and she just wanted to go home. Maybe if she had on red slippers, maybe if she tapped them three times together, maybe, maybe just, she could go home.

Well, Yonggi, you're not in Kansas anymore.

That thought was in poor taste, she knew, and mustering up all the courage she spat at him, the disgusting liquid hitting him square in the eyes and she used her legs to kick him -- to get away or to make him hurt she didn't know. She was no longer afraid (that was a lie she was terrified) but she couldn't show it. Instead she said through gritted teeth, ❝Bring me the phone.❞

[hwazzang]

[kawaiiioverload]

[shitf4ced]

Anonymously message me (1) thing you want to know about me.

[aurevuamonsieurtteo]

『ｐｌａｙｔｉｍｅ』ｙｇ/ｍ

[aurevuamonsieurtteo]

A mansion built during the first war – when Korea hardly been recognized as one; it’s a place older than she is.  Hidden in the depths of a vast forest no one dared to wander alone, entwined with enormous mountain and thick gloom clouds. Only the sound of those wild animals hibernating from the cold of the night, and the chirping of those birds nesting in every branch and trunks supplied the spectators she needed to survive. The place was indeed perfect for abduction – with no survival. Matteo crashed his gaze from the front door to the woman below him as he caught her waking up. He observed her resist through words and let out a soft laughter from her ignorance. He resumed dragging her inside the mansion, tossing her petite body in the middle of the living area – it was immense, dusty and old. Authentic pieces of good history sprinkled on every inch and fold. She was the only vibrant – a classy accessory that lighten up the dusk in that room. He stared at her for a moment without saying a word. Travelling his park of dark orbs from her little toes up to her child-like face. Matteo didn’t bother to hide the malevolence smirk on his face – the darkness simmering from his brawny features. His ears feasted on her plea – neglecting the seriousness of her tone, and take it as hilarity. “There’s no anyone, missy.” His voice hushed and low echoed throughout the room. “I’ve put such effort taking you, now why would I let you go?”

[yonggiz]

At his words she felt a chilling bolt of electricity run down her spine, unable to right herself up, she just lays there, immobilized. She can't believe what she's hearing -- worse yet, she can't believe this is really happening. In any other circumstance she would've admired the beautiful mansion she was in, but given the situation at hand she found it eerie, setting the mood perfectly.

❝W-why? Why are you doing this?❞ Though her voice is nothing more than a hoarse whisper. ❝I-I'm not some play thing! Let me go! I'll call the police!❞ -- They both knew she was bluffing. Her cell phone wasn't on her, and she didn't have the courage to actually call 911 at this point.

After a few moments of awkward silence, she stares up at him with tear-stained eyes, and makes sure she can her. The pain. The humility. The bastard found amusement in this?

[yonggiz]

You're so cute ; ;

Oh wow —

[yonggiz]

❝Doing a para takes time. There should be an exception to the reply quickly rule because I think of it as an art. To use your words, to weave an intricate pattern of actions and emotions, it takes time.❞

[ivy246]

[bng-guk-deactivated20131215]

Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined."

Keeping this as short as I can… the name’s Bang Yongguk. I’m B.A.P’s leader and new around here. I got a slow dash and I’m looking for some friends so if you’re passing through, come say hi, yeah? I’d really appreciate it.

GENERAL | SEMI-LIT | RP ONLY

[poisongrrrl]