ofsunwoo

[ofsunwoo]

[ofsunwoo]

arindere.

BYUNGARIN: you’re horrible BYUNGARIN: but these taste really good i promise  BYUNGARIN: i think it’s time to cleanse your colon or smth

S.WOO : um excuse u, i think i’m lovely 😘 S.WOO : u just need to open up ur narrow  S.WOO : organic food loving S.WOO : mind 😇😇😇😇 S.WOO : ew gross, cleanse ur own colon~ S.WOO : mine’s already nice & clean  S.WOO : should i prove it 2 u ?? 😉

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[ofsunwoo]

☾*. text ↪ min ☕

seungmin: isn't there a reset button?

seungmin: or a undo button?

seungmin: i'm sorry for your loss ?

sunwoo: i don't know 😥

sunwoo: i hOPE there is ????

sunwoo: pls send ur condolences

sunwoo: and hugs bc i'm really so upset 😢😢

[ofsunwoo]

☾*. text ↪ 🌺 ~

hibiscus: don't cry!!

hibiscus: it's just sims, you can always remake it!!

sunwoo: but

sunwoo: i was super emotionally invested in /that/ garden 😞

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☾*. text ↪ 🌞 woo.

kihyun: shit, uh

kihyun: have you tried to .. yk ?

kihyun: stop, drop, & roll n shit ??

sunwoo: oh uh i didn't ???

sunwoo: but i wasn't on fire, it was my garden 🙁

sunwoo: well, my virtual garden

sunwoo: but i'm still upSET about it 😢😢

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☾*. text ↪ 👀ac 💟

isaac: oh no 😕😕

isaac: not to fear, dry your tears! i will be over with snacks and blankets and enough energy drinks for us to last the night

isaac: we will fix the garden and make it even more beautiful than it was before, okay? 💪🏼💜

sunwoo: pls and thanks, i need comfort food and just, general comfort rn 😖

sunwoo: i know it isn't a bIG deal but idk

sunwoo: i worked hard to keep those flowers alive 😢

sunwoo: thank you so much, you're the absolute best 💝

[ofsunwoo]

moodboard ♡ cry baby by melanie martinez.

[ofsunwoo]

☾*. text ↪ the sweetest 🍭

livia: baby boy noooo!!!

livia: ill come over there so we can grow a new garden /together/

livia: ill even let u braid my hair the way you like!!

livia: anything to stop ur crying, sweets xx

sunwoo: my sunflowers didn't deserve to die

sunwoo: i'm a terrible flower parent 😭😭😭

sunwoo: but pls, i need a good cuddle session with my fav

sunwoo: can u bring food too? i need comfort food right now 😞

[ofsunwoo]

☾*. text ↪ all contacts !

sunwoo: please send help

sunwoo: i was playing the sims and was growing the most beautiful garden but then a fire happened

sunwoo: and i've been crying over it for the last hour

sunwoo: 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[ofsunwoo]

liviahq.

i.livia: asked my hairdresser to surprise me nd he came thruuuu #blesst 🙏 🙏 i.livia: tell me how fuckin adorable i look in pink nd ill buy u only the /best/ sagyupsal for dinner 💋

S.WOO : when she sends u that good sh*t S.WOO : aka. im sobbing, ur gorgeous ?? S.WOO : you look A D O R A B L E !!!!! S.WOO : pink suits u so much, ur the cutest 😩😩 S.WOO : ok, now bring on the food pls 🍴

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seoyeonrose.

Seoyeon looked as confused and dazed as ever, as the person right in front of her was waving a hand. Probably checking she was alive, nonetheless she remained a statue. Her stress levels rocketed in the previous days and never really came down. Seoyeon got annoyed and simply looked at the person. “What?”

☾*.     “ whoa, there’s no need to c u t me up with your own IRRITATION, sweetie. ” they’re taken aback, eyes widening slightly and mouth agape. sunwoo had only approached the other with intentions of seeing if they were o k a y -- they didn’t seem it ; he was merely concerned ! yet here she was, annoyance written clearly on her features. hand retracts, prompting a roll of his eyes. “ just wanted to make sure you weren’t DEAD ... but, clearly you aren’t. so, cool. that’s great. ” sarcasm’s weighted heavily within his response, saturating his words, dripping from rose lips. 

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liviahq.

it’s hard for something like malice to exist in a friendship like theirs; with personalities (& professions) so closely knit it doesn’t take rocket science to prove these two would get along smoothly. & smoothly, indeed, it runs– when sunwoo reclines himself across her frame livia responds in kind, taking it upon herself to stroke the other’s hair almost absently, subconsciously. hum in content is the first to leave her mouth, a reply to words muffled into a pillow, but the smile spreads across the pink-haired’s face coyly, lazily enough as she makes a grab at her phone. “anything you want, baby boy.” livia purrs, hand weaving through his hair peacefully. “i could go for a fuckin’ meal myself, though i really don’t want to leave this couch, damn– what say we order in & keep with the cuddles? watch a movie? – i have new shades of lipstick, too.” she does her best at persuasion, eyebrows wriggling in conspiracy as the hair stroking ceases. “what d’ya think, hmm? yes? yes.”

☾*.     fingers card through a r a v e n sea, splaying across his head while nails begin grazing skin which further elicits a MEWL from sunwoo’s pursed lips -- though, corners are pulled slightly higher, hinting at a smirk. he doesn’t dare move, for fear of losing the comfort that’s so lovingly swaddling him, warmth radiating between the two, stemming s o l e l y from the connection of coaxing digits ENTANGLED within his hair. the use of the nickname only elevates his mood that much more -- of course, he thinks, livia knows just what to say, understanding his a d o r a t i o n toward the name. “ please ! ” her mention of remaining where they are is overwhelmingly appealing, drawing sunwoo in instantaneously. “ i love the sound of that -- all of it ! though, what do you want to eat ? ” the question’s posed quite l a z i l y, voice relaying their languid, RELAXED attitude. they’re often like this, however, whenever around livia ; she practically gives off an air of calmness herself, breathing quietude into his lungs. “ oh ! but do we do makeup now, or after ? i mean, it’s only fair to test whether the lipstick will last through a m e a l, right ? -- but, knowing you, it’s probably going to STAIN my lips for the next week ... i swear, you always manage to find the holy grails of makeup ... teach me your ways, you witch. ” 

[ofsunwoo]

arindere.

BYUNGARIN: i swear this is not a sponsored post BYUNGARIN: okay that was a lie BYUNGARIN: no but seriously this drink is so good BYUNGARIN: please check out cafe de cupping for more organic goodies

S.WOO : organic ?? S.WOO : more like ... S.WOO : EWganic. S.WOO : aka. miss me with that organic shit~

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☾*.     he’s comprised of soft edges and a heartwarming smile, black hair contrasting slightly with a t a n n e d complexion. he perches himself on the sofa, legs crossing while stretching his arms above his head. livia’s sitting next to them, and her PRESENCE brings forth a sense of peace. things have always been easy for them ; the pull sunwoo felt toward her being instantaneous, immediately drawing him in, encouraging their already b u d d i n g friendship. they’re quite COMFORTABLE with each other, too, and it’s with innocent intentions that he eventually drapes himself over the other’s body, limbs s p r a w l e d across her lap and his face buried in one of the couch’s cushions. their legs nearly fall off the sofa entirely with the force of the movement ( and their height ), but they manage to stay put, weight sinking, body going limp atop hers. 

            “ i’m STARVING, ” comes across as a whine, though muffled and barely audible as it’s said into the sofa. “ can we get something to eat ? p l e a s e ? ” the plea’s elongated, said much louder this time ; s- unwoo knows livia’s heard him.                                                      @liviahq *. ✧

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☾*.     initially, the other’s inquiry about the freckle below his eye is ( most l i k e l y ) meant to offend, yet sunwoo’s too immersed within his astronomy notes to let the opportunity pass. their mind being an accumulation of terrible pick-up lines, comebacks, and useless facts helps -- and it just so happens that he knows ( what he deems ) the p e r f e c t response ! clearing his throat, sunwoo’s quick to return conversation, smirk fitting to his lips. “ a face without freckles is like a NIGHT SKY without stars, ” is said matter of factly, confidence saturating every syllable while the words roll from his tongue. posture stiffens and they sit higher in their chair, fingers drumming the surface of their notebook. their chin’s turned down and gaze falls to writing s c r a w l e d across the pages. “ you have to admit, that was pretty good, ” he mutters after a moment’s silence, clearly PROUD of himself. 

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@mivhees • ˚· ☾

[ofsunwoo]

olivcrz.

with the cold that had kept him hostage the past week, oli really didn’t want to be waiting for a bus, let alone get on the bus to begin with, with a wave of dizziness hitting him every timd he dared to set foot on one. yet here he was, anyway. at least he was wearing a mask that covered a multitude of sins. a headphone sat snug in one ear, whilst the other dangled freely, his attentions of course, on the strange boy with the plant. idle chit chat wasn’t his thing, but when the stranger dared to speak, since they were apparently a l o n e he painfully felt obliged to speak up. “ no, not really. ” he responds, dryly. “ are you not worried they’ll be crushed to death if the bus is b u s y ? ”

☾*.     initially, they’re taken aback by the stranger’s response. however, no sign of surprise flickers across their features, nor does it manifest within their expression or posture. instead, sunwoo presses the conversation FURTHER, sidling closer to the person beside him. “ a little worried, maybe, ” they admit with a shrug, ease saturating every word that r o l l s from their tongue, sinking within the distance remaining between them. he’s always found interaction like this to be EFFORTLESS -- striking up dialogue with random individuals excites him, allows him to test the waters, possibly earning a new relationship in the process. smile fits comfortably to his lips, tugging its corners higher, until the gesture reaches his eyes. “ but it shouldn’t be too busy at this time anyway ... i mean, you and i are the ONLY two here now. ” they outstretch an arm ( the other continuing to support the flowers ) as a show of e m p h a s i s on the fact that it truly is just them. “ well, three if you count my lovely sunflowers. ”