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atinystar:
“Oh.” The blonde clicks her tongue and then hums as she nods, before deciding to speak again. “Yep, probably shitty luck, dude and I don���t really, but I wouldn’t be the best pick either. Cute boys alike yourself don’t go out with girls alike me. What would your parents say when getting to know me? You wouldn’t want that for yourself. Believe me.” She chuckled to herself as she shook her head, recalling well the life she had left in her past. If he knew even half of it, he would be running for the hills and would sober himself up in no time.
“Besides, you’re fucking out of it, dude. If you have the hots for me, there is no need to be this shit faced, there are other ways to woo a girl.” Samantha chuckles and sighs after. “Land me your phone first so I can help you. I’ll set you one up from Tinder or at least tell me about the dates you had. How were they like? So I get an idea of how the girls were like. I already know I’m shit, but I want to see if you’re just too drunk of if you overall fall for the bad type of company.” She shakes her head even when smirking, telling him in a whisper she can’t because of being on her working ours, but he could after – Even if that would be just her excuse to take him back to his own place.
“cute boys like me, as you say, don’t care about what their parents say. they make their own choices.” kenji states, winking at her right after his declaration. “i think every guy that comes here has the hots for you one way or another.” him included, of course. “wouldn’t want to woo you like this. i probably look like that dude that hangs at the corner of the supermarket down the street asking for money for drugs or some shit.” not that he had anything against the male, but oh well, he wouldn’t want to anyone looking like that... he wasn’t the most presentable of guys. “the dates... hm, they were boring, and they were nothing like they were through text or call. dry, plastic.” fake. “tell you what, you look pretty real to me, unless i need glasses. so no hug? so mean.”
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well... she knew how that somewhat helped him fall just a bit deeper in the gutter. having to share his girlfriend with plenty of people... it didn’t help at all. hearing what she had to say, jaebeom didn’t really have anything he could type. he attempted to several times, the three dots coming on the screen, but the words just didn’t flow. it felt wrong... encouraging her to do such a thing was... wrong, but he didn’t have it in himself to stop her either. would it even... happen? what if she did it and... didn’t end up wherever he was? the thoughts distraught him to say the least. it took her long enough to notice that he was important, relevant. the nights she’d spent out probably getting fucked by someone, the nights he spent injecting himself with just about anything his account balance allowed him to... now it was too late to think of what could’ve gone better, where they went wrong. what the fuck was he supposed to say? live your life because i’m gone? come stay with me? this was fucked up.
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“i like what i like, babe.” damien informs, sure as hell that he wasn’t going to follow a single word, but then again, could she complain when he probably did something of her liking? no. it just worked out that way. hissing as his eyes follow her movements, he slid just a bit off his seat, adjusting himself to a comfortable enough position so he could at some point assist her by thrusting his hips upwards. she really didn’t expect him to just sit back and enjoy right? “you’re fucking insane for being here, you know that right?”
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sendherdoodles:
So she wasn’t wrong – there was something more than simply human here. But even that didn’t deter Yuri from having knocked. Her eyes were pretty flashing though, not that Yuri hadn’t seen her kind before. Corner of her lip twitching up into a half disarming smile, Yuri’s head tilts to the side slightly; a show of curiosity. “Mm.. at present? A stranger, perhaps someone you’d see as a danger, or potentially and acquaintance. Maybe someone just a little lost, or exactly where I want to be.” She says with a soft hum, hands shifting to rest in the pockets of her jacket. “What do you think?” Yuri tests lightly, lips still spread in a docile smile as she leans against the doorway. They both knew – or at least Yuri hoped the latter knew – that if Yuri was looking for any trouble, she wouldn’t have come alone and knocked on the door. Yuri wouldn’t push to get closer to the werecoyote, but if there were any.. altercations; she could guarantee it turning.. sour for the latter. “Mind inviting me in before it starts raining or.. Going to leave a fox out in the rain all alone?” Her own eyes pulse a soft golden glow as she peers back at the latter, body language disarming while her eyes are light, attentive and bright.
the answer isn’t one she appreciates, not at all. it was explicit, clear what it is the other was after. a fox. hyerim takes a whole moment eyeing her, and then she makes her decision. closing the door, she undoes the lock and opens it to welcome the other in. “try anything, and you’ll be on my plate for dinner.” she finally states, closing the door as the other comes inside. it wasn’t the most complex, interesting of places, but it was hyerim’s home. she didn’t exactly have time or space for more. a werecoyote never knew when they’d become trapped in their animal form unfortunately. it could happen from day to night, and she wasn’t about to go inside a building or stroll around the street naked and, or, bloodstained. “don’t you have your kind to mingle with?” hyerim asks at last. the other didn’t need to be ‘all alone’ if she went ahead and did just that.
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sendherdoodles:
With a touch of care Ahri gently retrieves her camera back before kneeling back down to set it away in it’s own bag. “Ah.. phone.” Though she’d have to do a touch of resizing to the photos so they didn’t never not send to the latter through text, Ahri didn’t mind the extra step. Glancing back down to search for her phone, it doesn’t take Ahri long before she’s standing beside the latter once more. “Number? I’ll shoot you a text when I’ve got them ready.” She easily decides, holding out her white cased phone for the lifeguard to take. Smile widening a touch, Ahri lets out a soft chuckle, “Thanks, I’m sure I will.” She says with a playful wink before further addressing, “.. We’ll get a drink if I get a name? Beside’s pretty eyes, as true as that one is.” It was a way to get a name, and say yes to the drink. It wasn’t like Ahri had any other plans for the day. Reaching behind herself to grab her surf board, Ahri pulls it close to briefly lean against it. “Name the time and place, I’ll probably be there.” The photographer jests, smile turning softly lazy.
that was one way to get the photographer’s number... even if unintentionally. inserting her phone number on ahri’s phone, sylvia saves it under her name - might as well. as the other mentions that she’ll go for a drink if she gets her name, sylvia takes a quick look behind her at the gossiping lifeguards. she doesn’t say anything, but her look alone says it all. they best not be talking about them two. turning her attention back to ahri, she finally answers the question. “sylvia. vi, whatever nickname you’d like i suppose.” she had quite a few attached to her repertoire. “you surf too?” now that was... interesting. “tell you what. we go surf some waves together, and if you’re up to par, i’ll tell you when and where we’re meeting later.”
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[200918] Sua’s App Update (½):
I had fun today too 😋 love you love you love you💜
Transl: 7-Dreamers | Please do not take without credit
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[190308] Yeongdeungpo Fansign © 가려니 꽃 | Do not edit
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[190308] Yeongdeungpo Fansign © 가려니 꽃 | Do not edit
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[200919] hf_dreamcatcher Twitter Update (2/4):
[#Siyeon] I thought you’d cry missing Singnie, so I’m uploading pic from BOCA’s filming 😤 part 1
Transl: 7-Dreamers | Please do not take without credit
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[200817] Simply Kpop Commute © GATE-CRASHER | Do not edit
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[200919] hf_dreamcatcher Twitter Update (½):
[#Siyeon] Did ya sleep well? Did you have your meals my Somnies 😘
Transl: 7-Dreamers | Please do not take without credit
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355 days left until Taekwoon’s return ♡
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atinystar:
Elisa chuckled in the kiss as she heard her things fly towards the floor, leaned closer to the table as well and supported the latter’s head with both hands by the back of her head, not wanting her to have a sore neck later on. “Should I bite?” Elisa questioned in a raspy voice as she descended her passionate kisses towards the female’s neck, licking and suckling the skin already there.
“if you’re ready to get bitten right back.” sandara states, unable to hold back a small smirk at her own words. letting go of elisa’s shirt, her arm hooks around her neck instead tugging her close. if anyone told her that stealing the painting would get her this far, she’d call it bullshit. complete bullshit. yet there she was, not giving a fuck about the painting, the fact she’d stepped inside a pirate’s ship, her stinging arm, nothing mattered. “where would you be keen on biting, captain?”
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