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[kuraima]

I'm gonna pretend you didn't just say that and that you at least have some chill.

And I’ll shit on everything you love.

[kuraima]

airport-related aus tho:

i fell asleep on your shoulder and you were too polite to move or wake me up au

we have the same luggage and didn’t check the tags before we left so i’m calling you to exchange suitcases (and you also had some interesting things in your bag so i’m excited to meet you) au

author of book gets seated next to someone reading their book and making entertaining faces at each scene au 

bonding solely via eye contact over that annoying person on our plane that we’re both slowly becoming more and more exasperated about au

you fell asleep and i started making funny faces at your kid to keep them amused and the steward mistook us for a couple au

actually, any mistaken for a couple au

i’m afraid of flying and you were incredibly helpful and tolerant and sweet about it au

i made a horrible first impression at the gate or in line for airport food but now we’re sitting next to each other au

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[kuraima]

I just want the simple things.

[kuraima]

"Promise me you'll be gentle."

The eye contact between the two was ended once he glanced down, sucking in a quiet breath of air at the sight of nothing but the thin material of her underwear remaining on her slim frame. Even if she hadn't asked, he was sure he would have been gentle to begin with. A body like this deserved to be treated with care, at least until she asked for more out from behind those pink, supple lips of her's.

He leaned down, pecking a warm trail of light kisses down her stomach until he met with the odd texture of a lace fabric against his mouth. Vince stopped then, looking up at her with a snide grin. "I'll make sure you're extra prepared, yeah?" 

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"Don't leave."

"Why not?" He tipped his head to the side, his dark brows drawing themselves together in confusion. Women. Hadn't she just told him to get out of her face? Honestly, he didn't know how much more he could take of her up and down moods all the time. It was always this or that, or this and that. She never let him forget that fucking taco, and now that she had told him to leave because she didn't trust him near tacos anymore? It was so rude. "You literally just told me to leave! I don't understand you, Kahi. What do you want from me? Besides a damn Ferrari."

[kuraima]

A thing about Daehyun: His habit of turning around his body

[kuraima]

Send "A Gentle Kiss" for my muse's reaction to your's coming over and randomly kissing them softly on their lips.

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It didn't take much for Vince to follow the other's lead, stepping nearly in sync with the other away from the street. He figured, truthfully, that the main reason had been to avoid fans spotting the two of them chatting it up right outside of the TS building so casually. He himself hadn't really experienced the crazed hype of K-Pop fans, but there were times when things did get a little crazy when he was in the states. Being in Korea, however, was practically safe for the time being (of course, only until he released his most popular songs translated into Korean at the start of 2015). "True, true. I'm just popular with the indie hip-hop crowd, you know? I'm only getting real big in the states, but that's nothing but my fault. I've only done my songs in English so far. You should listen to them! Buy my mixtape."

"Nah. I wouldn't audition for any company. I know people, y'know? A couple DJ's, Bobby--you know of him, right?--and a couple guys from AOMG. They're actually the ones that are gonna help spread my stuff here. I do everything on my own. Write, produce, sing." He clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth, emitting a low tsk sound as he holds up a single finger. "Just me. I mean, and my manger over in the states...but he pretty much is doing the bare minimal to help me get popular here. Oh, and for the record, I was totally kidding about the mixtape thing."

Yongguk’s eyes followed the stranger’s gestures, not really sure how to respond. Had he made him uncomfortable ? The change and the bright face following soon after quickly proved him wrong. Looking around, he moved under the porch of the parking lot, subtly inciting the other to step aside from the road. There weren’t a lot of cars barging in the neighborhood but the ones that did were quite fast and dangerous. Yongguk crossed his arms then, standing still and lowering his gaze, smiling softly. “I guess you could. The world really needs heroes, whoever they are or how big are their actions.” Sinking into deep thoughts for a few seconds, he finally looked up and chuckled. “If you have the will, then I guess you have the potential.”

He listened quickly to the stranger’s words, feeling how behind the loose tone and outgoing personally, this dream he was talking about was more than just a fantasy. “Envious ? I just as a big dreamer as you”, he chuckled deeply. “Slowly but surely, just like you. But it would be quite something to meet again backstage during a show, wouldn’t it ? Did you just actually come here to audition or something ?” He asked, uncrossing his arms and gesturing with his thumb to the building behind him. Starting to walk closer to the male, he accepted the invitation. “Man, you’re making too much big deal out of it.” he laughed, shaking his head.

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( `he gasps loudly, holding his hand to his chest. ) oh my lanta....i haven't known pain until this very moment...

who’s this idiot waving at me. can’t stand those damn saesang fans.

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Is it really? Huh. What a lovely middle name then! ( `he presses his lips together, holding back a beaming smile, though a low laugh resonates from the back of his throat. ) You're welcome. We can make this a weekly thing. I'll drop by with more banana milk every time a Wednesday, or Thursday--Friday, maybe?--comes by, and all you have to do in return is smile for me. That'll be your fee. 

Obedience is my middle name. {/she beams vibrantly, letting out an excited squeak as she takes the milk from him;} Thank you very much, sir.

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"I swear, I'll pay you back this time. I just haven't had the time to eat anything but an orange. I'm a busy guy, you know..." 

     ❝Why should I, Vincent, I mean          you do still owe me from last          time. Besides, why didn’t you          eat earlier? Hm?❞

[kuraima]

Just be fucking honest about how you feel about people while you’re alive.

John Mayer (via eatsleepjohnmayer)

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i want threads with build up. i want shippy threads, but i don’t like forced ships. so i want to start from the beginning, so our muses have to grow to like, hate, or love each other. i want them to fight. i want them to go nights without talking. i want them to go days where they can’t get enough of the other and others where they hardly want to be around each other. i want relationship development. i want threads with build up. i want to rp real things. that means nothing has to be perfect.

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I want to scream and yell all of my frustrations out loud but I can’t. Instead, they claw and rip away at my insides in a desperate attempt for a way to get out.

thoughts [140805]  (via gjvnhee)