"Adagio: slow, enfolding movements, performed with the greatest amount of fluidity and grace as possible." Sounds so beautiful, doesn't it?Kim Jongin, dance student studying Ballet and Contemporary. Kai, Escort for legal terms, but whore will do just fine if you aren't one to sugar-coat things.disc. -- r/s -- s/o -- tracking -- InfoEarnings so far: $0 Working alongside him
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"Hi my name is Lu Han and I — damnit." His attempt at aegyo was probably in vain, but hopefully it would attract someone…anyone. He clears his throat and his tone flattens to its normal state, cuteness set aside for another day "I’m a director at this company and pretty new to the area in general, so I could use all the friends that possibly come my way. Follow me for a conversation, maybe? Or just get the word around by reblogging? I don’t think just liking will do much, but hey, whatever floats your boat I guess. I’d greatly appreciate the help. “
AU rp | 18+ Content | As Literate as you are | Script&Para | Willing to plot
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[`flies in here and smacks you over the head with my fairy wand] Good morning, dearest! I would like to bestow upon you the privilege of being my test subject for my recently-acquired skills! For the next five days, you will be a female! I hope you enjoy this gift, and have a wonderful day! Until next time~ [`zooms away in a flurry of glitter]
WHY MUST YOU FOLLOW ME YOU FUCKING --
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✩lets play, ask me.
Redbean Ice Cream: A turn on.
Lime Popsicle: Something or someone I'm jealous of.
Mochi ice Cream: What I look for in a friend.
Banana Popsicle: One memory I have of you.
Mango Sorbet: A dream date.
Strawberry Ice Cream: Top three insecurities.
Mint Chocolate Chip: Three things I'm proud of.
Cookies & Cream : Three things you can do to make me automatically like you.
Vanilla Scoop: A turn off.
Orange Sherbet: Something I've always wanted to tell you.
Green Tea Ice Cream: A dirty little secret.
Jasmine Tea Ice Cream: A happy memory.
Blackberry Sorbet: One fear of mine.
Oolong Tea: All about my first love.
Strawberry Tea: My favorite outfit.
Milky Tea: Current biggest obsession.
Bubble Tea: One pet peeve.
Peach Iced Tea: Your best feature, imo.
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- { M A T C H Game }-
May I have your attention please?
Do you want THIS in your bed? Taking you out on dates? Making you breakfast in the morning?
You’re in luck, this lovely bachelor is lonely and wants someone to call his own.
So we’re going to be playing the MATCH GAME.
If you are interested in love, please direct yourself to our dearest Kai and answer the following questions on ANON, with ONE INDICATOR TO DISTINGUISH YOU FROM OTHER ANONS (For example, end it with something like -Anon Bunny, or -Anon Cupcake).
1.) What do you look for in a relationship?
2.) What do you think would be the perfect date?
3.) How would you tell someone you loved them?
4.) What is the kinkiest thing you’ve done in bed, and if you liked it enough to do it again.
For those who are NOT SEXUALLY ACTIVE
4.) How would you want someone to have your virginity (on a bed, gently, after a date, etc.?)
Easy, right? He’ll get to know you by those responses and who knows? I might just send you out on an all-expense paid date myself.
Please Reblog this post to get the word around!
ROLEPLAYERS ONLY | Meant in good fun | Any muse can participate
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{ H a n d s o f T i m e }
His gaze wandered around the nearly-empty street as he leaned against the frame of his shop door. The sun was just beginning to rise, and somehow the young store owner managed to get everything organized for himself to begin seeing customers. There was a positive feeling connected to turning the ‘Closed’ sign on the door and declaring it open for the first time, and for a second he smiles to himself, happy to finally be able to give people the second chance they need to get their lives on track.
Kris is rather new, and his methods of advertising aren’t the best. He could use a few friends as well as customers, so if you could kindly reblog this or just follow, it would be greatly appreciated.
Literate | Script & Para Friendly | Independent | Plotting requested | His shop
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wufrance replied to your post: wufrance replied to your post: Fuck English,...
We’ll work on that. {` grins, extending his hand for you to shake} I’m Kris. Pleasure to meet you.
Kris... Hm... {/he hesitates but shakes you hand after another second} Jongin. Nice to meet you too. So are you teaching me for free or...
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wufrance replied to your post: Fuck English, someone needs to teach me French.
Bonjour, mon petite croissant.
I... I think I understood that. This will be a piece of cake after all. Erm, Bonjour... tall french man...
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Fuck English, someone needs to teach me French.
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Past Tense (Drabble for Hxuna)
Every now and then, he recalls his high school days when all he could think about was one student in particular.
She was beautiful to say the least; long legs, slim body with curves in just the right places, pouty lips, and eyes that could pierce through someone's soul, but could squint when she smiled and make anyone melt. He considered himself lucky -- he was a senior on his way to one of the best performing arts universities in the world, and she just so happened to finally accept his offer for a date during their last week of school.
He did what any good gentleman would do, greet her with a nice hug, wrapping his arms around her and giving her a gentle squeeze. He took her out to dinner, one of the nicest in the city (he likes to pretend that he forgot how badly he had to round up money to put on a debit card in order to make it look like he was privileged). They ate, he sat there quietly at first until she got him to break out of his shell and talk with her; he even fed her some of his food, holding the fork out for her like they were boyfriend and girlfriend. It was nice, the first time Jongin ever interacted with one of his crushes on this level before.
The end of the night came all-too-soon and she had to be taken home, and at her doorstep he pressed his lips to hers gently, parting to to deepen the kiss before she pulled away. He said good night and she went into the house.
That was the last time Jongin ever spoke to Hyuna.
He tried during graduation but it was as if he was a ghost trying to communicate with the living. Being ignored to him was worse than rejection.
So here he was, in his room in the whorehouse, fourth glass of wine in one hand and cell phone in the other, still hung up on a girl that broke his heart at the age of seventeen. Why he kept a number from that long ago was a mystery, probably for nights like tonight.
[text, 2AM] Y-ya kno u hrt m rghti?
[text, 2:05 AM] Lyk, rly hrt m...
[text, 2:07] I thk i loved u --
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*Tender, Kiss, Comfort, Date, Drafts, Wine, Night
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Survivors Nu’est are being sought.
When a childish joke becomes a reality; as hypothetical ideas were forced to be tested. Few were able to survive the initial wave and those that did only barely held on to what they could retain of themselves.
An infection has spread throughout the world, a search for a cure began. A single bite from an infected only means one thing: losing yourself. So while a few search, others attempt to survive.
The question now is, will you be gone today, or will you still be in control tomorrow?
Masterlist About Rules Apply
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Prayers
My prayers go out to the families of the injured/missing/deceased passengers on Asiana Airlines Flight 214.
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hxuna replied to your post: - Owes a drabble to hxuna -
You do. Hehe.
You sent me like seven and I'm trying to make them fit together ; A ;
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[text, 11:48 PM] I want to see you. Not as a client, I just want to talk. I don't know why, but there's something about you that I --
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