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EVER WONDER WHAT MY MUSE SAYS ABOUT YOURS?

Send me a symbol.

📖 for what my muse would write about yours in their diary. 📷 for what my muse would say to the paparazzi about yours. 💋 for what my muse would say to the person trying to woo your muse. 🔪 for the eulogy my muse would give for yours. 💌 for a letter my muse would write to yours. 📫 for a letter my muse would write about yours to a third party. 📨 for a text my muse would send to yours. 💬 for a text my muse would send to yours to a third party. 💀 for what my muse would say upon hearing about your muse’s death. 👪 for what my muse would say to your muse’s child about them. 👊 for what my muse would say upon hearing yours has been arrested. 💒 for the toast my muse would give at your muse’s wedding.

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Blinking unknowingly, her eyes soon widened the next before letting out a small laugh upon hearing what he had said. “Tomorrow then. I shall arrange your date with one of our specialty pasta dishes and sandwiches,” she smiled, playing along.

He bobbed his head enthusiastically and smiled. “I’ll look forward to it.”

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A sigh there escaped him, no clear mind paid to the grip Yohan had on him. Granted, the whole thing had freaked him out and he was rather bothered by it but, in typical Kael fashion, the ever-present need to feign disinterest had him opting to pass the whole thing off as nothing more than a vague irritating — and, yes, Kael was aware that it was deserved and that, if anything, he was the annoying one here. Yanking himself free of Yohan’s hold, Kael pulled the shirt off over his head and, clearly aggravated, tossed it down beside him before wrapping his arms around himself. “ There. Happy, now? ” he asked, sarcasm dripping from every word,“ You’re kind of a fucking buzzkill, you know that? ”

It was plain childish. The way the other male tossed his cloths like a piece of trash. Sure, given that he might have gone too strong, but it was all Kael’s fault. He shouldn’t have messed with him numerous times. Yohan has patience, and limit as well. “Delighted” He responded with the same juice of sarcasm on his voice and grin, leaning down to fetch his shirt before folding it neatly. “Yeah, kinda my intention there lad”

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continued from here @jhwas

“I’ve actually come across worse, to be perfectly honest with you.” She let’s an annoyed groan escape her lips. “But I wasn’t exactly expecting to come across this kind of situation tonight. You would think that by now I would be able to tell when someone’s spiked my drink.” The utters the last part under her breath before setting down the glass, whirling around to face the male who had been her saviour that night, warning her about the drink beforehand. “I definitely owe you one. If it wasn’t for you I’d probably be miles away with that asshole by now.”

"To be honest, that pervert used the oldest trick in the book, and he was plain obvious” He chuckled as he sipped his own glass of bourbon, sighing as the fifth glass of the night swift empty. She looked much wiser and sophisticated from most woman in that establishment, thats why he was a little surprised that the drunkard had her considered. “Don’t mention it” He said, taking the whole situation in moderation. “If I wasn’t around, the bouncer would probably take notice and save you instead. It’s your lucky night, after all”

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Kiss on the forehead

— ✹ kiss meme: ACCEPTING !!

▫️: a kiss on the forehead

Despite it being Spring, the clouds that were filled with jealousy invaded the sky thus blocking Mr Sun’s light from reaching Mother Earth. Minkyung had a hard time waking up that morning, having expected the sunlight to reach out to her, telling her to start her day. She got up on her own eventually but it was hard. Her heart felt heavy for some reason. What was it that life had in store for her? 

He appeared in her cafe like he always did but there was something different about him. Just like the clouds outside in the sky, he had his very own dark cloud around him. It drained the colour from his face, it pulled down the smile that he always wore whenever he greeted her. There was something wrong yet not once she voiced it to him. She allowed silence to fill the gaps between them. 

It was the Paper Room where he spent most of his time. As always, he read every single message that was on the wall. Because of the pending rain, there was hardly anyone who ventured out and into her little cafe hence there were no new ones; not that many for that matter since his last visit. Minkyung would know, she always had read every single wish, note and perhaps lies that were written.

He didn’t leave at the hour he always did but instead, he was dancing. Well, his fingers were as they danced across the keys of the old piano that sat in the room. The melody that was played, it only described how sad he was. It was the sort of sadness that called upon the rain, and it did, a rain that was heavy, furious at the world as well as a light. crying out as a sign of mercy; perhaps, maybe, the angels in Heaven were crying thus sharing the sadness that he held.

Again, she did not speak to him. Allowing his own cloud to rain upon him, soaking him fully in his sadness and finally dissipating off of him. Though she listened to his playing, immersed in the melody and maybe even relating to the emotion that he was feeling. It was only then when he was done, that the rain no longer fell, was when she appeared next to him. 

With her hand on his shoulder, Minkyung looked down at him as she stood whilst he remained seated on the piano bench. Eyes gazing into each others, they shared a brief moment together before she leaned close enough for her lips to hover over his forehead. Hushed words were spoken, a small prayer or a wish her mother used to say to her whenever she was having a bad day. She wished for his happiness, for him to blessed with sunny days and everything good in life; she prayed for all of it to them. With that little prayer, she kissed his forehead to seal it, a transfer was made as she had given her some of her happy powers to him so he could be happier whilst taking the sadness that he carried before away from him. 

“Today is an easily bruising, soft and sad sort of day. Tomorrow would be kinder.”

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❛there are certain moments where i consider you someone with brilliant ideas and a good future. this is not one of those moments.❜ - Jiwoo

 Sentence Starters (accepting)

Undeniably, the woman said the truth. Yohan stood in front of her; all dressed up manly and charismatic but his head was diving into nothingness. Lack of sleep, and deprived from his necessities, it’s only natural for the music producer to lost great ability to make sense. The earlier remarks were nothing but bogus of his past persona, whilst exposing his liabilities. “I admit it. I am worthless today, but so are you. It has been three hours since we got stranded here and you done nothing but nag me. How genius is that?”

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😠

Ask muse how good they are at   (accepting)

😠 - managing with their temper

Yohan is tolerable, and known to have an applauding patience. However, he could get easily angered when he initially dislike the subject, or that he is sick. He cannot manage his temper well if his body is suffering.  

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                            Pre-established Relationship Meme !

 –  Send a 💙 and the type of relationship you’re interested in  (platonic, romantic, hate, etc), and I’ll make a random small starter for us, smack dab in the middle of said relationship (especially if our muses haven’t interacted yet) & we can go from there. Let’s see where it takes us!

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If Yohan wasn’t kicked out by his friend from his recording studio, he won’t go anywhere near the crowded streets of Itaewon. If he didn’t missed the train to Hongdae five minutes ago, he would probably be sitting somewhere else but here. If he didn’t had that dessert, he wouldn’t probably shaking his head to the female, and letting her sit beside him. Everything happens for a reason, and Yohan was fortunate to let fate dictates his day once more. “Welcome to the best seat in the house” He muses with a grin on his face. “And enjoy the show”

@schlvfchen & let’s start a friendship!

Free time, that’s all she hoped and wished for. Free time to see her loved ones again, and free time to deliver things that make her happy. As she walks around the streets of Itaewon, at night she spots a music cafe nearby the subway station to her delight a few indie artists are jamming along. She was always fond of how music has been created, but never got herself into the playing an instrument. She walks in humming softly, finding a spot nearby the window. Only to catch a male, sitting beside the free chair. “Uhm… Excuse me? Can I sit here?

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Hana knew how hard Yohan worked in order to keep his secret just that; a secret. Yet it was her stupid mouth that almost got him caught. She often wondered why he told her things when he knew that she can be careless at times. It was one of the things she hated about herself.

Upon hearing the words come from her best friend’s mouth, the leader grinned brightly and clapped her hands together happily. “Really? He would collaborate with me? Are you sure?” She giggled and leaned forward to wrap her arms around Yohan. “Thank you, thank you. You know I love you, right?”

Perhaps, Hana is the only female artist he would like to collaborate with. She’s his friend for a long time, plus there’s no in denial that she has the talent. He’s been supporting her on stage since the beginning, and he vividly witnessed how she improved and became the artist she is today. It’ll be an honor, frankly.

“I'm pretty sure.” He said with a smile on his face, planting his palm on her head to ruffle her long dark hair. “Yeah, I grown to like your love.”

ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏʀᴛᴇ ᴏғ sᴏʟɪᴛᴜᴅᴇ

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“Pretty much.” She nodded her head, puffing her cheeks, feeling a little bit quite embarassed the fact that she did make him laugh at her statement. “Speaking of pizza, I havent had it in a while so make it extra cheesy.

Yohan squinted his eyes. Obviously, he only meant it as a joke, and really has no plans of stripping in front of the other. He smiled as he pick up the phone to call for delivery. “Okay, so one thick crust pizza with cheese on top. Thats all?” Another lame joke, but Yohan can’t help himself. He’s too in a good mood hanging out with his friend. “I’ll order Hawaiian, peperoni and some specials.”

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ヾ(。◕ฺ∀◕ฺ)ノ

Send ヾ(。◕ฺ∀◕ฺ)ノ if we haven’t rped yet and you want to change that!

Come here boo. Let’s do something fun!

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The alcohol had finally taken over her well being. The woman was no way of control of herself; she was tipping over, laughing like a mad man, and she kept on pouring out the truth. Her true self was shown and there was no way of stopping her.

“Eh? Through his skull or his heart? Yah, I’d rather stick my foot up his ass!” A roar of laughter had came from the petite woman, she began to clap her hands like a seal while she was drowning from intoxication. There were many times Jinri have said that she wanted to kill the person who turned her this way. But deep down inside, she knew that it was never his fault but hers. The woman would always drink away her pain, sorrows, and made sure her sufferings would wash away. This is the reason why she was like this, and she never dared to seek for help. Drinking, to her, is what kept her sane.

“Ah.. man, but if I had to kill him.. maybe through his skull.” Nodding her head she leaned back on the couch and folds her arms across her chest. “I say this because this guy really does not have a brain at all. So therefore, it’s easy to fix him; there won’t be a lot of damage. However if I were shoot him in the heart.. bang. He’s gone.” A chuckle had fell from her lips, she reached over to grab the whole bottle and held it near her lips before speaking.

“He’s an asshole, but I know he has a heart.. and you know it too.”

And Yohan was there to witness it all. He unhook his finger from the metal ring on the beer, and began to sipped another more, eyes glued at the figure with rosy cheeks and rattling mouth. He could read between the lines, and laughter ringing through and somehow managed to get the real intention at the back of her mind.

“If you stick something on his ass, he’ll probably enjoy it” Whilst there’s no denial that the subject has this preference from both genders and Yohan just wanted to make it as a joke. “Don’t you want him gone? What’s the point of killing him if you want to put his brains together?” It was absurd. Definitely, the way the conversation sketched into stupid metaphors. But he actually enjoys it.

“Yes, I know. He might enjoy pretending to be a jellyfish, but deep inside, he’s an earthworm with may hearts.”

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❛it’s three in the morning and i’m bored and you’re the only one awake. let’s break into a gas station store.❜

Sentence Starters (accepting)

Whilst, Yohan instantly regret the last cup of coffee he inhaled through the deep night; staring dumbfounded on the other. “And what are we gonna do there?” There’s plenty to be honest, but Yohan would rather stay inside where he is safe and far from getting into jail. “This is stupid. I don’t want to go with you!”

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❛okay, but, consider this: i don’t care. i’m gonna do it.❜

Sentence Starters (accepting)

Yohan burst into a short laughter as he came into realization that whatever he say to the latter, it wouldn’t listen to him and will still insist of doing it. May as well surrender while it’s early. “Seems like it” He muttered in between a tiny chuckle. “Just don’t ask my help when things gone wrong, okay?”

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"Why is your hand on my ass?"

Friends or more? Sentence Starters (assepting)

Yohan gave an innocent look at his female friend whilst proudly rest his palm on her popping behind. Perhaps it is because of the dress she’s wearing that allured her visage to the music producer. It could be that Yohan just wants to play around. “I’m just introducing myself.” He joked, grin plastered on his face almost instantly. “Where’s my manner if I don’t shake hands with them?”