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okay im putting sorin back on his own blog again tbh, bc for the life of me i just cannot ever be active on this blog. if you want him, find him here

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part of me just wants to make this blog strictly for sorin

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will i ever get active and remain active?? stay tuned. 

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Hobi + english

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okay I have no self control so I'm adding a block b and a hwasa fc

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Sorin keeps a book ( several books, actually ) filled with pressed flowers and other kinds of plants and leaves on a bookshelf in his home. They’re all labeled with the species ( both the latin name and not ) and some include pictures or even drawings he’s done himself beside them. He still works on filling a book up on occasion, although he isn’t as adamant about it as he used to be ( mostly because he doesn’t have as much time ). 

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He doesn’t mind the physical labor that comes with turning the land from something ordinary into something extraordinary; if anything, it’s Sorin’s favorite. A body drenched in sweat from the hot summer day and an endless number of sore muscles to top it all off is just all part of the job in his mind. But seeing his vision slowly come to life by his own hands? There’s nothing that could ever beat that. That’s why when the bright voice first calls out to him, he doesn’t hear it, doesn’t even notice the presence of another human being until his hands are being grasped by much smaller, delicate ones. This for certain garners his attention, his focused facade breaking and being replaced with one of hesitance. “ Ma’am I don’t think that’s a good idea-- There’s a strict timeline we have to stick to and because some of the items got held up a little longer than we anticipated, I’m afraid we’re a little bit behind schedule. ” one of his hands drops from her hold and comes up to pull the rag tucked into his back pocket, raising it up to dab at the beads of sweat that had threatened to fall into his eyes. “ But I really do appreciate your offer. Thank you very much. ”

               small & nimble fingers finish threading the last shell into her dark & perfectly styled tresses, half tied up & half left to flow in it’s naturally wavy state, shells lacing the locks just above her ears on either side. she always looked this good, but this was for a personal agenda today, none of her usual princess duties. with a quick glance out of the window, she teetered outside into her extravagantly sized garden —– wandering over to the main landscape artist, the one whom she’s had a slight crush on since he started working in her own back yard.          ❛     hiiiiii. you’ve been working all day, right? you gotta take a break, i insist!     ❜          small hands reach out to take one of his bigger ones, tugging a little to get her case across. surely he should know by now that she’s persistent!          ❛     plus. i’m kinda lonely.     ❜

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Hello! You came to play, did you? | playing old ds games on my lite instead of my 3ds makes them better 💕

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( dxvxrsvs )

     “Tell me a story.”

“ What kind of story are we thinking of? The kind with dragons and stuff or like... stories of my life? Because I have plenty of both. ”

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❃ ( to jiyeon from woojin )

Send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse.↳ Status: Accepting.❃: Dancing with them. 

At first, surprise is etched into her features. What she was doing could have hardly been considered as dancing, but moreso a lighthearted swaying off to the side while she examined the crowd who actually was moving along to the music. So when a male approaches her general vicinity and starts to dance as well, she can’t help but be a little bit amused. Whether or not he was “dancing” with her, or just by her was beyond her, but she spoke to him anyway, moving a little closer so that she could be heard. 

“ Hey, if you’re looking to actually have a little bit of fun here tonight? ” she paused, using her free hand to gesture towards the pulsing throng of people. “ You might be better off trying your luck out over there. I’m not much of a dancer, you see. ”

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Send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse.↳ Status: Accepting.☁: Being caught in the middle a storm with them. 

Sorin is typically a fan of storms. He finds comfort in the sounds of the rain as it hits the rooftops and the gloom that comes along with the darkened clouds heavy with precipitation that had yet to drop. Most of all, he enjoys the scent of the rain after the storm, but at this point, it appears as though that would not come any time soon. Luckily for him he didn’t have any clients he had to visit for the day, so the fact that he was currently stuck waiting for the rain to subside hindered his schedule in no way. The same may not have been able to be said for the female, for she wore at least what he considered to be a troubled expression. His voice is soft as he speaks, just barely loud enough to be heard over the rain outside of the store.

“ Did you walk here today?”

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Hey guys! Sorry I haven’t been too active here yet, I’ve just been trying to get myself back into the swing of things here at school and whatnot. BUT if you send me something from HERE or even give this post a like, I’ll write you a random starter! If you’d like a specific muse, feel free to specify. If not, I’m just going to toss one at you!