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firstly, i would like to express my gratitude towards all the muses and typists that have aided rien and i through the path of development in this year of activity, every interaction that currently composes this blog is not only much appreciated by me, but also represent the growth and development of this character whom i have taken a personal adoration for. 

it amuses me how easily this muse continues to ignite sparks in my creativity after so long when it was originally created as a stress reliever, and i’m immensely grateful for the opportunity (and the pleasure) to interact with every single one of you, it was because of you that my experience here has been far better than any of my expectations! 

i would also like to apologize for my rather faulty activity, nowadays and in the past, although my presence might waver with the tide, i will never be gone with the wind. thank you very much for all the patience and understanding that you’ve shown me throughout this year. and here is for the many more that are to come! 

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chaeyeong.

One inhale from the infamous toxic was apparently enough to kill you. Or that’s what she has heard from people who came to schools to warn kids how bad smoking was. She didn’t care about it. Not when she was a teenager, testing her grandparents’ limits, pushing correct buttons to get on their nerves and not now, when she was a stressed idol, had too many thoughts in her head and sometimes, the only solution to her was to have one ( or more than one ) inhale of the cigarette, the nicotine making her relaxed. Chaeyeong didn’t call herself smoker, it wasn’t like she had the need to smoke every single, every week or every month. She could go weeks without smoking. The idol only did it to relief her stress if she couldn’t think of anything else.

       ❛You don’t smoke, right?❜ In the middle of a writing session, she dared to ask one simple question after gathering the courage to ask it. There was one downside of being an idol when it came to cigarettes; it was hard to get her own ones and smoke outside without getting noticed by the media or her fans, ruining her image while doing so.

a slow, nice beat played in the background as the pen fitted perfectly between his fingers - leaning against the chair and writting, erasing & then writting again while adding another word or just putting the words in a complete different line. he's been doing that for maybe the last forty five minutes or maybe, even an hour now - until the small silence has been broken by her question. ❛ mhm. ❜

his immediate and short answer came into a hum, barely noticeable and pretty vague but he only did it to not seem rude and ignore her inquire. upon finishing ; mainly just ending one last verse before he'd put the pen down and let his hand rest over it, the other arm being rested onto the chair's armrest and leaned his cheek against the palm. his gaze finally meeting hers and he slowly started to speak. ❛ i don't. it's quite boring for me. why ? ❜

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issy.

⋞ ➸ “because soy milk gives me weird stomach aches and oat milk just doesn’t taste good.” She couldn’t help but snicker as she smiled smugly and wiped her hands onto the napkin she had in her lap, she had finally finished her watermelon. Sissel pointed to the few watermelons left on the plate. “lets pack these up and lets go to the beach!“ Quickly she kicked her feet up, wiggled her cute toes with a pretty home-made pedicure and then shoved them into her sandals. “What you say hu?“ 

right elbow harshly sitting against the table as his right cheek leaned against his palm, one brow raised as he watched her speak. now with all those types of milks she just listed - and he actually is still sticking to the true and the best out of them, the cow milk. shortly after her words he let out a laugh and once with her suggestion, he took the arm off the table and got up slowly.  ❛ seems like you got a pretty big problem over there with milk, god. i say let's go. it sounds like a nice idea anyway. ❜ he coughs once, twice before agreeing and making his way slowly to the car.  ❛ i'll confess something though, never tried any of those milks. ❜

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         ' apologies for being so slow, replies will be done ( hopefully ) during tomorrow. in the mean time hmu @ wechat ( gvnius ) ' ( + other platforms that are on the theme 'cause i am lazy to put them all here but i am on wechat rn but i can check the rest tho anyway. )

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dcrknesss:

                    psa — if we’re mutuals, this gives you unsaid permission to attack my inbox whenever you want, as much as you want, with whatever you want.  want to spam me with memes?  break your ask limit.  want to send me random messages?  break your ask limit.  want to leave me love?  break your ask limit.  anything.  everything.  it doesn’t matter what time of day or night, even if i’m not around, you are always welcome.  you always have permission.  i mean it.

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issy.

⋞ ➸ She just stood there showing her face with the delicious watermelon and tried to focus on the conversation but the fruit was too good so she barely kept track of any words mentioned. Sissel was such a lame vegan, she could be compared with those terrible vegan people on youtube but she wouldn’t force that so called “lifestyle” on anyone. Heck her entire life was mostly raw food, being a wannabe hippie and living in her van. She swallowed. “I need to buy almond milk tho..” 

his watermelon slice was long gone, perhaps because he's a fast eater ( only at times & mostly when he's not quite in the mood to eat. but having watermelon at this right moment, he couldn't deny. ) and still, the girl was even now chewing on hers which gave lucas a lot of time to just babble about anything. and since he didn't tire his mouth with important shit, he didn't mind if she was paying or not attention. the expression on his face was pretty much straight and uninterested - that only until she finished and randomly blurted. and lucas's laughter followed to fill in the silence after her statement.  ❛ why almond though ? ❜ 

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kisoo.

‘ so i was actually getting done with the upcoming chapter for my yaoi manga and i need some rest i guess, ’ the taller male blinked his eyes as he walked towards the couch and sat on it comfortably. ‘ and by resting, i mean we should try the scene from the chapter that i wrote ! i’m joking. i’m actually innocent anyway. ’ kisoo teased the other.

❛ how much do you even have until you actually finish ? ❜ lucas's brow rose up upon his own question - only to have both of them arch into a soft yet amused frown over his features.  ❛ what even does it include ? after that, i can assure you no one will believe you when you say you're innocent. you're working on an yaoi manga after all. ❜

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sooah.

        “Maybe once or twice.” The subtle crease in her brow indicated nothing but the truth because it had truly been only once or twice. “… but not really,” she quickly added, allowing her pride to seep through in some form of denial. “If I don’t catch them when it happens then they’ll do it again and… again. That’s not very good discipline on my part.” Her upper row of teeth sunk into the likes of her lower lip, staring on at nothing in particular. “You know— you should sign up one day. Maybe then you’ll understand the methods of tough love.” Her suggestion came with the lightheartedness of simple banter; eyes finally glancing to the side to meet his halfway. She coughed. Her throat felt particularly parched… which happened on the occasion of her playing nice.

❛ once or twice ? that sounds kinda impossible.❜ his eyes went quite wider than usual, his tone low upon since it sounded f a k e. a short fit of chuckles slipping through his lips that settled for a few seconds in an amused grin. his shoulders rose late after his words and he leaned onto the bench.  ❛ you can always tell them about it at the next lesson though, make it like a note before anything starts. ❜ the boy's suggestion came short after she've finished speaking and immediately after her own, let's call it a rather invitation, lucas laughed. ❛ tough love ? i'd rather not, i think i've had enough of that. but i can always sign up for the fun and give your students a lesson. a fun lesson, perhaps. ❜ their shoulders came in contact as he nudged hers softly, emphasising the word 'fun' as he pronounced it.

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“ I don’t mind if there’s not much to say “

what ? lucas’s face scrunched up into an expression that simply radiated of ’what the fuck ?’ because exactly, what the f u c k ? she was the main vocalist of the group and at the same time she didn’t mind if she didn’t have much to say ? well that’s weird. for lucas at least since until now he only met main vocalists that were so PROUD and full of themselves & of their voice, that having like ..hm, h a l f of the song for them was a MUST. ❛  but, don’t you want to be kinda the one to say a lot ? at least some more than this ? ❜ it’s not that he cared that much if she wanted to have more or less lines, after all it was less work for him if he just let the song be parted as the other male did at first - but he had a small curiosity which made him ask further.

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˜”*°•.˜”*°•SWEATER WEATHER: SENTENCE STARTERS!  sentence starters made up of lyrics from the song “sweater weather” by the neighbourhood.

“ all i am is a man//woman. “ “ I want the world in my hands ” “ Let’s have an adventure “ “ S/he knows that i think about “ “ So let me hold both your hands “ “ And if I may just take your breath away “ “ I don’t mind if there’s not much to say “ “ Inside this place is warm, Outside it starts to pour “ “ Nothing that I wouldn’t wanna tell you about “ “ It’s too cold “ “ No shirt, no blouse “ “ The minute that my left hand meets your waist “

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' are you sure this is legal? '

it wasn’t. or at least that’s what he knew - graffiti was pretty much viewed as vandalism but lucas saw it as art. ( especially when he was the one making it. ) a smirk grew on the boy’s lips under the mask he was wearing, letting his left hand reach up to it to pull it slightly more over his nose while the other was keeping tight on the spray can. just a little bit more and he’ll be done. wow, another masterpiece.  ❛ no. i am pretty sure it’s totally the opposite. ❜ his mouth finally opened to speak, the tone in his voice being rather amused.

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kanako.

（ ☆ ） ━  Bouncing in place while she waited impatiently in the line, her eyes began to wander in front of her as she silently wished all the people ahead of her were elsewhere. When her eyes stumbled across a wallet on the floor, she immediately darted for it, and without hesitation tapped the male she found it next to on the shoulder. “Hey, is this yours? It was by your feet.”

it's probably not everyday when the male decides to go get something to eat at a fast food and not stumble across a fucking long ass queue. ( while he'd usually go for a quick call and have the food arrive at either his apartment or studio. but no, today he wanted to walk since it was sunny and nice. well lucas, good job. ) he cursed himself for that though and while he kept cursing the silhouettes ahead of him - the short and light tap on his shoulder quite startled him but well, he didn't let that show. slender fingers wrapped around the thin string of the earphones, pulling them slightly as he nodded at the girl's inquiry - and then let his hand reach to the wallet. ( going to get food and also losing your wallet ? embarrassing. ) ❛ thank you - didn't even feel that it fell off. ❜ the boy smiled shortly as he did a quick nod before his expression went back to a bored one.

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eunmi.

“What’s wrong with Starbucks?” Returning the question to the male because honestly there was nothing wrong with the place mentioned. It was just Eunmi had preferred to go to a coffee shop that was cheaper yet served the same thing. Wouldn’t it benefit them both? With her drink on both of her hands, the female took a sip before talking again. “Believe me, there’s nothing wrong with Starbucks, not even a bit but don’t you think that we’ve saved a little by buying here?” She was being honest and besides, for someone who does not earn a lot, she’d prefer a place where everything is cheaper. She wouldn’t want to go through a few days with just bottles of water again, wouldn’t she? The last thing she wanted was to go through the same thing over again.

few fits of laughter filled the boy's mouth, his head shaking slightly as he took a sip of his own drink. he wasn't one that was super hyped over starbucks - but he wasn't one to throw shade or hate it either, he was somewhere in between, and he'd mainly go there only for the americano - 'cause he thought no one else made it as good as the ones over there made it. the one he brought at this cafe was nice, indeed, but it just wasn't the same. ❛ eh, i guess so. ❜ he simply stated, rising his shoulders a tad as he leaned against the counter. pretty much, money weren't a problem for him so basically he didn't care about spending a bit more on a coffee but he won't judge the girl's preference - after all both parties should be satisfied with the drink, and lucas didn't hate it.

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sooah.

         “So… what you’re implying is that I don’t send this message to them? Is it… too harsh?” She speaks as if the concept is entirely foreign; her docile stare doubting his lack of better understanding. “But… they were late for my session today and they know not to be late to my sessions.” As a person, she harbored a total of little to no patience. As a dance instructor? Was patience even a word? A thumb hovers over the ‘send’ button, trying to channel her own conscience in order to spare her students of the storm cloud that her text would soon place over their heads. “Okay, fine,” she said almost soullessly while her fingers suffered a small fidget as the phone slid back into her pockets. Hopefully, he didn’t just see that.

❝ perhaps. ❞ the boy replied simply, and shortly after her inquire before letting his body slide slowly over the bench to get into a more comfortable position. the text was indeed a bit too hard towards the students - and in his mind, it was pretty unnecessary. but well, just his opinion. the male's head tilted towards her with a soft sigh and a little shrug before opening his mouth again. ❝i can understand that, i've been put in the situation to wait for someone that was late for a meeting or whatever before but - you see, don't you ever arrive late to something ? ❞ he rose a brow, curiously waiting for her answer before taking a glimpse of her action upon the text, stretching his legs forward and letting the corner of his lips pull into a small smirk before chuckling. ❝ thought so. ❞

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