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rosewcter‌:

                “ you buffoon— ” beck pointedly ignores the teasing eunae gives him. it’s like second nature now: either of them says anything and the other just has to tease them about it as if it’s some law of nature or something. ( it is. ) it’s not like beck minds it ( he knows he gets plenty of sex, thank you ), so he simply lets it drift down stream. “ —if you wanted a threesome, you could’ve just asked. i don’t mind a little lick between bros, you know? ” he takes back the empty can ( rude that she finished it, by the way! beck shares, but he doesn’t give away! ), and clings to the sink faucet to keep him from falling on his head as he leans down to grab another can by his feet. god knows why he doesn’t just get off the sink to re-hydrate, but—

                “ i’m not even going to able to abandon you if you don’t get your ass out. ” pop goes the can top, and, dutifully, beck hands it over after chugging half of it himself. “ chop chop, princess. i’ve got dicks to fetch and asses to grind on. ” a pause. “ for you! for you, my bro. the bro-est of bros. my bromate, if you will. ”

             “ do you suddenly have a vagina, beck ? because that’s the only thing on this earth that could get me into your bed ... unless it was a matter of life or death. then a lick between bros is acceptable. ” 

          she can’t help but splash a little bit of water on him ( by accident, of course ... ) as she takes the can of beer from his hand, a scoff leaving her at his comment. “ beauty takes time. and my hair is so fried from all the bleach that if i don’t liberally condition it like every single day it’ll fall out of my head. i bet you’d be pretty sad if i went bald. ” 

          most of the half-can is finished in the first gulp, eunae standing out of the stream of water to let the conditioner soak into her hair. the hot water was making her feel considerably more drunk than she would had she just been drinking beer normally, but in her opinion shower chugs were the best way to pre-game. she finishes the can, chucks the empty out in a similar fashion to before and making a mental note ( that she would probably forget ) to clean them up before they left. 

          “ bromate. ” she coos, moving back under the water to rinse her hair. “ i’m gonna wingman the fuck out of you tonight because of that term alone. ” her head peeks out of the shower once more. “ can you pass me a towel, bromate? ”

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lovedivined‌:

the first knock goes unnoticed, like most things that demand his attention but aren’t important enough to drag it away from inking. the second is irksome, makes frankie pause. did he order food? no. no, he knows he has at least six more cup ramen before he runs out and has to go to the convenience store. his writer knows better than to show up interrupted, though did he forget that they were supposed to meet up? it wouldn’t be the first time, and surely not the last. 

the third knock is what finally gets frankie away from his desk,  a soft huff as he reaches over to slap his fingers on the spacebar of his keyboard, effectively pausing the video of a busty, animated woman right in the throes of pleasure. he grimaces a bit at the visual, mentally picking out all that’s wrong with her drawn anatomy before the fourth knock drags his attention away once more. 

his appearance in passing in the mirror of his hallway can only be described as…dismal. he pauses, eyebrows furrowed slightly as he stares at his reflection. stubble frankie couldn’t be bothered to shave away. dark circles under his eyes. hair a tad greasy in need for a wash. that thought makes him pause, and he dips his head to smell his shirt. he might need a shower. a fifth knock reminds him there’s still someone on the other side of his door.

❝ oh. ❞ is first the only thing that leaves his lips when he finally opens the door, tall, slouching body leaning against his door frame. voice is monotone, just like it usually is, though he’s not as annoyed that it’s a person he actually likes rather than if it wasn’t. ❝ huh…we’re we supposed to meet up? ❞ he looks off into the distance over their shoulder, trying to remember his schedule. he doesn’t. his gaze drags back towards their face slowly. ❝ i forgot, sorry. ❞     

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          when gyuri went through the mental list in her head of the few friends she had, trying to decide who she was going to pawn her newest creation off on proved to be somewhat difficult. for as long as she had been building furniture, she had been giving it away to anyone with the space to keep it. she had considered selling it, but didn’t really see herself as established enough yet to do so. she was still honing her craft, and so her companion’s houses often became the final resting place of some of her more out there creations. today, it was a chair, painted to look like a slice of watermelon, and the unlucky recipient was frankie.

          getting the chair into her car and to his apartment building was fairly easy. sure, it was awkward fitting a triangularly-shaped chair into a smart car, but she managed. however, she had underestimated how difficult it would be to waddle it up multiple flights of stair. originally planning on being in frankie’s apartment by one-thirty, it was one-fifty-two when she finally got to his door. sweaty, out of breath, and still covered in paint, she knocked once to no answer. this was something she had grown to expect of the other, and so she continued to knock until she got the result she wanted.

          the two didn’t have plans to hang out, so frankie’s confusion upon seeing her was fair. though her tendency to show up unannounced was something she had assumed he would have gotten used to by now. she blinks up at him while he speaks, low and slow like always, and when he pauses she smiles. 

          “ we didn’t have plans, sorry. i tried texting you but you didn’t answer so i figured i’d just head over and see what was up. ” she picks up the chair she had previously set down, and with the little arm strength she had left, held it out towards frankie.

          “ i made this. i think it would look good in your apartment. ”

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open to : any  plot

it had been a peaceful night. minah had gone down easily for bed, and jungsu found himself able to relax. he could easily thank the nanny he had hired only a few weeks earlier. they proved to be a real help, and he had to admit they weren’t bad to see around the house either. it’d be highly inappropriate if he admitted to thinking that way. he was paying her to work for him after all.

jungsu hadn’t heard the shower, nor did he hear it turn off as he made his way down the hallway. so, when the bathroom door opened he hadn’t expected to witness what he had. there they were, soaking wet from their shower, clad in only the tiniest of towels. “oh, i didn’t realize.” he managed to stammer out. hands moved to cover his face, turning away from them. “i’m so sorry.” he flushed, completely embarassed.

        normally, bella tried to take her showers after jungsu had gone to bed. it wasn’t for any particular reason other than the fact that she tended to spend ages in the shower, and it would feel rude hogging the bathroom when someone else could possibly need it. she was feeling celebratory tonight, though. minah had gone to bed without a hitch. jungsu seemed happy--certainly more calm than normal. so she figured she could afford to pamper herself a little bit without worry. 

          it was a little past ten when she finally got out of the shower, and she half expected jungsu to have at least headed into his room by now. that’s why she took the gamble of wandering out into the hallway in her towel rather than bringing her change of clothes into the bathroom with her. what she didn’t expect was to:

          one. almost hit jungsu with the bathroom door.

          two. see jungsu in general.

         “ i thought you’d gone to bed already. ” and she’s sure her cheeks are just as red as his. her hands cling a little more tightly to the towel around her body. “ no don’t apologize--i should be sorry ... this is ... it’s your house. ” and while she feels embarrassed, hates that she’s so bare in front of her boss, there’s something tantalizing about the blush on his cheeks that keeps her stuck in place. she can feel droplets of water from her soaked hair dripping down her back.

          “ normally i shower when you’re .. asleep. ” she laughs nervously, “ to avoid this. ” 

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starrsbright‌:

open to anyone  !  hyewon’s giving cookies to her   new neighbour.

the girl stood outside the door,  shifting nervously from foot to foot.  she prayed no one would walk the halls right now,   lest they see some  strange girl   standing  too long   outside a door and quickly surmised it wasn’t hers.  it’s just   ——  it’s a little old-school,   maybe strange,   but she really wanted to make friends from the city  &   before she had known it,  her feet had guided her to her new kitchen,   hands pulling ingredients from the cupboards to make freshly-baked cookies.  food was love,   gave the  soul,  it was natural for it to be her instinctive go-to when she felt nervous.   but she didn’t really know if door-to-door cookie-offering was  too   weird,  or not  …

finally,  she knocks on the door.   when it swings open,  she blurts:   ‘      hi  !   i just moved in   &  i baked some cookies to meet the neighbours with.      ’

          hwasa hadn’t been expecting any company.

          normally, the woman kept track of all her social interactions in a carefully laid out planner. anything from meetings with her publisher to lunch with her mother was planned to a perfectly crossed T. a random knock on her apartment door that was not written in her planner was a minor cause for anxiety, and she heavily considered pretending not to be home. whoever it was couldn’t be someone close to her--anyone who knew her knew how anal she was about checking in with her before showing up--which left very little reason to answer the door. 

          curiosity got the better of her, however, as she silently slunk up to her door to peer through the peep hole. the girl on the other side of her twice locked door seemed ... harmless. definitely not someone there as a harbinger of chaos to ruin her perfectly scheduled day. she unlocks the door, opens it slowly but doesn’t step out. as the other speaks, hwasa can’t help the small smile on her lips. generally she didn’t prefer sweets, but the gesture was appreciated--if a little inconvenient.

          “ welcome to the building, ” she replied, eyes roving from the woman’s feet, up to her head and then back down. she’s unsure if she’s supposed to invite the stranger in ( not an ideal situation, considering the state of her apartment ) or if this slightly awkward hallway conversation is polite enough. “ that’s very kind of you. i don’t think i even know any of my neighbours. ” 

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｡･ﾟﾟ･ ｡.｡:+*  i’m officially back !! i’ve been home for two weeks now and after battling a cold and readjusting to working again i feel ready to come back and write !! i’ll be replying to some opens and posting a starter call at some point tonight or tomorrow.

as it stands, aside from like two or three threads i’m just dropping everything and starting fresh !! i also might be doing a muse purge, because i think creating as many new muses as i did was too ambitious for me lmao. but we’ll see, because i’m very attached to all of them rip. i’m very excited to be back and writing again and i can’t wait to get started  !! thank u all for ur patience U・ᴥ・U

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another ugly mobile post !!

i’m leaving to vietnam for 3 weeks today !! i plan on upping my activity when i get back. i’ll probably do a thread purge aside from a few and then carry on from there.

see you all in 3 weeks !! ( ◠‿◠ )

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rosewcter‌:

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                beck doesn’t hate fall per se, it’s just that he doesn’t see the appeal to it. it’s all dead leaves and shorter days and cold cold cold, and while his body is ready to be fucked right up with the buckets hot chocolate he can now appropriately drink, there’s only so much warmth a dead boy can steal on these colder days. but that’s not to say he doesn’t try.

                he’s channeling an ogre in a swamp currently— whole body immersed in blankets so only his eyes and nose are poking out. “ i’m not coming out, ” beck announces, sinking further into his blanket lake. he squints his eyes though, so you know he’s serious! “ call me out for pizza and handies only. if you’re offering both then send a smoke signal— it’s too urgent for word of mouth alerts. ”

          shinji loves beck--she really does. however, she firmly stood by the belief that she had never met somebody more dramatic in her entire life. everything, from the way he stood to the way he drank his beer and crushed the cans on his head like a frat boy screamed extra. the way he whined about things was no exception. she had learned this over the years, through many situations similar to the one she was currently in.

          “ you really think i would give you a handjob ? ” she flops down onto his bed, body splaying out like that of a starfish on top of the blanket blob that was beck. “ not in a million years. and i’m too broke to buy us anything other than gum. i expect you to come out simply because i’m present and you love me. that or i want entrance into your blanket fortress because i’m bored. ”

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｡･ﾟﾟ･ ｡.｡:+* muses currently in the works: twice members

nancy kim ( park jihyo ), 22, a baker who works from home making mostly children’s birthday cakes ( but she’ll expand soon ). takes care of her elderly grandparents. very classic girl next door because i love that.

oh gyuri ( im nayeon ), 25, diy youtuber with 683 subscribers as of october 1, 2019 ( she is very proud of herself ). hoping to make youtube her career eventually but as of right now she also does media marketing for a small furniture store. lives at home with her mom, who is also her best friend.

lee bitna ( yoo jeongyeon ), 24, web comic artist working in partnership with her former sorority sister. their current project is a very successful slice of life comic about the romantic exploits of a pack of zombies. big social butterfly, and a bit of a gym rat.

sasaki ren ( hirai momo ), 24, part-time dog groomer/walker at a kennel. in her second year of veterinary school. likes animals more than people ( which might have something to do with the fact that she’s a werewolf !! ), but people are okay sometimes. 

isabella “bella” itou, ( minatozaki sana ), 23, full-time nanny. graduated with an associates degree in child development. she currently lives in a women’s share house because the rent is cheap.

hamasaki haruhi, ( myoui mina ), 22, a little ocean witch who lives in a cute cottage by the beach and spends all her time making potions !! she wears sundresses and seashell earrings all year round, speaks softly like the lapping waves, and has a seagull companion.

jung hwasa, ( kim dahyun ), 22, web comic author working in partnership with her former sorority sister. their current project is a very successful slice of life comic about the romantic exploits of zombies. more of an introvert than her project partner. enjoys rom coms and chardonnay.

kim shinji, ( son chaeyoung ), 21, studying computer programming. works annually as a switchboard operator for her family’s haunted house, and as a cashier in their costume store year-round. loves anime and cosplay and bad horror movies. does not believe in the supernatural.

liu chia-ling, ( chou tzuyu ), 382 20, a vampire bounty hunter who tracks down and eradicates problem vampires. working for a power similar to the volturi. enjoys martinis with blood mixed in, little bit of a cocky asshole.

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bcywluv‌:

there’s a light hum on mirae’s lips something light to match the clear skies. he doesn’t plan to visit the flower shop, but he knows exactly how to get there. it’s hard to be a faerie and not like flowers and this shop had the most beautiful displays. though, he’s only ever kept to snapping photos from the outside in passing. he’s had to hold back the temptation of shrinking and hiding in the bunches of flowers ( something he misses about his home realm ).

he could hear the scoff of fae who wouldn’t like the unnatural cutting of flowers. silly if you ask him. there’s something special about how the flowers were arranged with such consideration and then given to others. it’s a passing of emotions. plus faeries could nurture the earth to grow more anyway. and he wanted to give some flowers today, so he’s finally decided to enter the shop!

mirae brushes a few of pink bangs from his face as he quietly admires the flowers around the shop. his fingers itch to raise his camera to the arrangements, to capture the beauty before they wilt in the coming days. he restrains himself in hopes of not getting kicked out by the shop worker.

his head pops around to the voice.    “  ah, sorry, if i’m not allowed to photograph them. they’re just so pretty.  ”    smile paints his lips and he nods.    “  i am! i do freelance, so i wouldn’t mind helping out if you guys need it.  ”    not that it’s even a burden. his love for photos transcends what he can explain with words. he’s fascinated how light ( his element specialty ) can capture moments in time. plus, he has some free time between his photojournalist job.

“  i haven’t needed to buy any flowers. seems silly of me to come in if i weren’t to get any when the arrangements are all so lovely. i hope they all find homes soon.  ”

          aera watches as the visitor wanders the shop and she can’t help the ongoing feeling of curiosity. he regards every single flower with so much care that she wonders how he can stand seeing them plucked from the earth. part of her wondered if he remembered her from the last time he’d been here ( which was an unlikely wish fueled by selfish thoughts ) but she didn’t feel like attempting to bring it up. that would probably only lead to embarrassment on her part.

          “ oh, it’s fine. i don’t really care, and he never actually watches the cameras. i’m sure he would be thrilled if you wanted to help us out, though. ” she replies, leaning over the counter slightly to speak to him. aera hadn’t seen any issues with her own photos of the flowers, but her boss was a peculiar man with specific tastes and it seemed that her iphone photography just didn’t cut it ( much to her dismay, as she hated to fail at anything--even things she wasn’t practiced at ). “ i’ll have to give you his number ... ”

          she starts to scribble her bosses information down on one of the compliment cards meant to be stuck in bouquets. name, phone number, email address. it was a pain in the ass that he didn’t have readily available business cards for himself ( which he should, as the owner ) but there was nothing he hated as much as dealing with complaints. aera was always told to act the part of the manager when anyone came in to grumble about wilted flowers or allergic reactions to pollen. it makes her feel a little powerful as she holds the card out to the stranger--like she’s hired him onto the team herself, even though she knows she hasn’t. 

          he’s even more beautiful up close, and while there’s few times in her life where she’s experienced unadulterated physical attraction, she was starting to think this may be it. it could be the vibe he was giving off ( ew. she sounded so annoying ) or the ridiculous pink hair that set him apart from most other men she dealt with on a regular basis. all she was sure about was that he was easy on the eyes, and part of her longed to watch him pick up that camera and start taking photos of her flower arrangements again.

          “ i hope they all find homes soon too. i get paid by commission. ” her tone is only half teasing as she continues to smile up at the stranger. “ i’m aera, by the way. ” she gives a lazy gesture to her silver name tag, “ i make all of the arrangements. ”

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tired of how I look, I want snakes for hair

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jang gyuri in the fun factory jacket making - for @woofdrops

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          it had been ... a day, to say the least.

          jiwoo sat, knees pressed to chest on the train station bench. every cell in her body was in panic mode--today was ( arguably ) the biggest day of her life, and yet she had never felt more ill-prepared. eyes dart to her backpack ( which she had packed and repacked at least fifteen times ... but she still wasn’t sure if she remembered her backup inhaler, tampons, emergency money, anything and everything actually important ) and she lets out a quiet groan. she had to text him. she had to, or else she’d be bumming in this gross subway station forever.

          while she seemed relatively calm now, it hadn’t been that way for long. she had arrived at the brooklyn subway station at nine o’clock in the morning, and she was already stressed. anxiety didn’t do well on crowded greyhound buses, nor did it do well on the subsequent six subway trains. it had been thirty-two hours of huffing on her inhaler like a maniac and taking more klonopin than was probably considered a safe dosage ... and she almost tried to turn back. it took fifteen minutes of carefully timed breathing exercises and soothing mantras to tell her this wasn’t going to be an episode of catfish, or end with her being stood up in a city she had never visited.

          sms to: jiji 😸 → i just got to the subway station in brooklyn!! how close are you?

          sms to: jiji 😸 → !!! so excited

          another deep breath. so what if she’d actually been there for three hours ? he never needed to know. and anyways, it was jiji, the only person she would willingly go to a different state ... brave public transit ... leave her house ... do anything outside of her very small comfort zone for. he’d probably find it amusing that it took her so long to let him know she’d arrived. he was always good at making light of situations that jiwoo could only view in darkness. 

           sms to: jiji 😸 → i’m by the bus loop. ik it’s an awkward spot but finding vacant benches here is rly hard apparently lol

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summcrkiss‌:

there was no harm in wanting to treat someone in an unconventional way. sure she just could have gone to an upscale tea place with miniature cupcakes and goodies but this was more exciting. she looked up at her and shrugged with a toothy grin.  "maybe?“ she chuckled leaning closer to her, "but maybe i’m just full of surprises."  

she grins when the female holds her hand and somehow she begins to feel warm and fuzzy. “honey? no, you’re my honey!” she gave her hand a squeeze then led them inside. they got seated and slowly presented with tiny cakes to taste.  

eyes widened impressed by the artistry and aesthetic of the baked goods. “it looks amazing! babe, have the first bite.” she chuckled taking the tiny cute fork and taking a piece then hovering it close to her.

          it would take a little while to admit, but aera knew that eventually she would start having fun. her views on love and romance were screaming at her for contributing to the support of something as ridiculous and expensive as wedding cakes ( why would you ever pay over a thousand dollars for a cake ? ever ? ) she could see where all the hype came from over these tastings. everything set out in front of them looked delicious, and she only let go of eunbin’s hand to pick up her fork.

          before she has a chance to take a bite of the lemon creme cake she’d been eyeing since they sat down, eunbin is holding her own fork up to aera’s mouth. she has to bite back a laugh at how ridiculous this all feels, barely perks an eyebrow at her as she leans forward with her mouth open to take the bite of cake. it tastes as amazing as it looks, and aera hums with contentment. picking up a bite of cake with the fork she holds in her own hand, she holds it just inches from eunbin’s face.

          “ i think your grandma would love this one, baby. she’s always mentioning to me how much she loves chocolate cake whenever we drop by to see her. ” 

          it’s a little bit fun, aera has to admit--weaving stories of a picturesque life she’ll never live. “ my cousins are a bit picky though. maybe we should try some cupcakes as well .. just to keep off to the side for them in case we go with a more bold cake flavour. ”

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｡･ﾟﾟ･ closed starter for @bvtterflics based loosely off of the second prompt on this post.

          “ this is why i hate weddings. ”

          eunji’s voice is soft, barely above a whisper as she leans in to speak to the man sitting beside her. callum had spent the evening being her companion in despair, knocking back drink after drink with the older woman as they lamented over the fact that they were the only two people at this wedding that came alone. 

          of course eunji was going to support her friends--if they were happy she was happy, and she could generally endure five or six hours of forced socialization with barely-acquaintances, but she’d had one too many vodka crans and now she was starting to feel cranky as person after person tried to pull her out onto the dance floor. callum didn’t look overly thrilled either, but now they were the only two people still sitting and it looked bad. 

          “ come dance with me. just for one song. ” her voice is still quiet, though there’s no need for the hushed tone when marry you by bruno mars is blasting over every speaker in the venue. it felt appropriate though. as though she were asking him something secret. it almost felt that way with the alcohol still very present in her system.

          “ then we won’t look like total assholes, which is probably for the best considering this is our friends’ special day ... i also want to take a better look at the god awful dress the groom’s aunt is wearing. ”

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abyss album jacket behind // minhyuk 

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louvbomb‌:

@lcvesbomb 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋    ///   𝗇𝖻/𝖿/𝗆 𝖻𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾.

                feeling the crumbs in her hair a slight frown slowly reached her face. “look at this! it’s on the walls, the floor… everywhere!” even when her voice was loud, the supposed bad temper was nowhere near her factions, she could only laugh and get her voice in the pitched high tone she used when she wanted to be annoying. “carving a pumpkin, yeah, next time we’re doing this at your place!” it didn’t matter how many times her slim fingers went through her hair, more and more pumpkin insides kept falling off. “even hana’s costume got a little bit on it, gosh…” and if she knew her daughter, jade could bet she was gonna get an earful next morning.

          eunji can’t help the laughter that falls past her lips at the state of jade’s hair. while it had been her idea to carve pumpkins, she had made the ( incorrect ) assumption that jade wouldn’t make a huge mess. now, as she helped pull tendrils of pumpkin innards from the other’s hair, she realized she was wrong. 

          “ i’ll clean her costume off when we’re done, don’t worry. ” she says through another giggle as she scoots closer to jade. she pushes the pumpkin gently out of the way, so they’re sitting with their knees touching. reaching up slowly, she picks another piece of pumpkin off of jade’s eyebrow.

          “ and anyways, she’ll probably love the jack-o-lantern’s so much she doesn’t even notice the costume. kids love pumpkins, don’t they ? ”

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｡･ﾟﾟ･ ｡.｡:+* what if i...made muses...for all the twice girls...haha...unless...👀