hey everyone ! i’m sorry my activity has been all gif - sets lately . i’m getting ready for a mini - vacation with my family before i officially move - in to college for the first time , meaning the next week and a half or so is gonna be really busy for me and result in even lower activity >_< i’m gonna try to get a lot of my replies out before i leave on thursday , though ! if you’ve been waiting awhile , i’m sorry !
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achingblushs › sejo.
downhearted spine has been yanked apart and cracked in half over life’s knee , image molded to fit bindings that were too tight , causing him to burst at the seams , the light he’s kept secret spilling out into the darkness . rough hands have long since zipped his chest back up , slinking into the shadows where he belongs , void of any emotion that didn’t resemble dolor , all gray and lackluster . truth is , splintered personality needed a guiding touch , lacquer to a brittle surface , and no one has been what he’s needed like joon - hee has - it terrifies him more than anything he’s been put through . against his best interest , being in the older’s life had given him a taste of the real world , showing what it was really like outside these walls in the blood flooding the cracks of his knuckles , unable to sugarcoat his roots and hide the blade of what it meant to be with him . sejo has a manifest of regrets , from getting the other injured to walking out on everything they made together , but never falling in love , sweet sentiment unfeigned as it rolls off a battered tongue , heartstrings tugged as the fabric that covers purpled skin is caught . ‘ promise . ’ rigid joints scream in protest as he sinks down , but it’s the least of his worries , focus pinned to only that of his lover’s creased state . ‘ no more lying , no more leaving . ’ quivering hands come to cup the flushed face before them , grip both firm and delicate to assure him that , yeah , he really is there with no plans on going anywhere , not without him . not ever again . ‘ i’m so sorry , joon - hee . ’ something foreign pricks at the corners of mismatched hues , the whites of them gone red as salty tears start a race on the curves of sunken cheeks , lungs bracketing against his ribs as his own breathing picks up , something fracturing within him now that they’re close . no more secrets , the male unwilling to keep up the charade of who he’s not and never has been a second longer , but what if promising to stay means nothing ? what if after he bares all that he is , he’s the one getting left behind ? ‘ gonna tell you everything . ’ words are staggered , broken between hiccups , forehead pressing against warmth , too soft , familiar . ‘ just hear me out when i do , okay ? please listen to what i have to say . ’ abased actions cast his gaze everywhere but where it should be , milk - white skin a scorched trail of shame and what he’s done , voice thick like honey , except it’s nothing sweet , just the rasp of gravel against tires . ‘ i didn’t want to leave , i really didn’t . i —— i love you , you know ? ’ phrase didn’t frequent his vocabulary when they were together , yet he knows it showed , from the fondness in his eyes saved only for his counterpart to how mindful he was around him , anger sedated and chapped lips quirked shyly - love , the work of a soulmate . ‘ always wanna keep you safe and happy , but i fucked up . ’
boy borne of grand expectations had been brought to his knees time and time again over minuscule failures , so afraid of something as natural as making mistakes having been taught never to do so . love had been the only thing completely of his control , parents allowed to influence every aspect of his future except for this , heart too strong and stubborn to be governed by outsiders . being with sejo was a decision made on his own , falling for the injured man with pretty eyes and distinctive features , only able to see the beauty amidst the darkness . sejo’s past was placed on the back - burner of joon - hee’s mind , he didn’t think any of it would matter to him anyway , firm believer that the future is the most important thing about any person , how they choose to live the rest of their days . he was only ever an angel in joon - hee’s eyes , unknowing of the background that tortured the male so much . the pressure of hands against cheeks cause fresh tears to bloom , head shaking within the movements it could maintain ——— he doesn’t want an apology , not when sejo isn’t at fault . blurred vision clears enough to see crystal trails being left down the other’s skin , hands navigating underneath the arms bracketing his own figure to wipe stray tears away . joon - hee loves him . he loves him , he loves him , he loves him . even broken and falling apart in the way that they are ——— he wouldn’t want this with anyone else . he couldn’t even fathom being with anyone else . half a year and his heart showed no sign of moving on despite the forceful shoves of its owner . he tried , he really did , but everything brought him back to sejo in one way or another , daydreams plagued with his image and head filled with his voice . breaks impossibly more at sound of an unsteady timbre , leans further into the feeling of skin pressed against skin . ❛ don’t cry . ❜ a mimic of what he was told earlier , fresh tears forming along waterline , unfolding himself a little to tip his weight onto sejo , chin fitted into the junction between neck and shoulder , arms loosely wrapped around his midsection . joon - hee’s listening . he’d always listen to him no matter the topic . yet i love you causes eyes to squeeze shut , breathing ragged as water collects along eyelashes and continue to fall down stained cheeks . ❛ i love you . ❜ voice muffled before he’s pulling back , repeats sweet sentiment again for good measure . ❛ sejo , please look at me . ❜ fingers find themselves at the nape of the other’s neck , thumb pushing against the line of his jaw . eyes glistening as brows set themselves in place . persistent . ❛ i love you . and nothing ——— nothing could take that feeling away . ❜ needs him to know , needs him to be aware that whatever he reveals could never change what joon - hee’s soul has set its sights on .
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achingblushs › leo.
stars in his eyes , twinkling bright and brighter when they catch sight of wisps of aquamarine , slack - jawed in a rare moment of stillness . prettyprettyprettysopretty , a mantra in an already buzzing mind , bursting through the thousands of thoughts that shout out into his subconscious every few seconds . hyonu isn’t shy , words never failing to reach pouty lips , but now , stammering a messy apology as clumsy hands crinkle paper , he’s abnormally diffident . nervous , might be a better descriptor , painting cheeks with something incendiary , red , embarrassed . ‘ did i say that out loud ? ’ yes , yes he did , heads turning in the wake of him loudly proclaiming the oddest of requests to a near - stranger . ‘ no —– no , kinda . i’ve seen you around , and . ’ panic , hand sticking out towards the others a bit late . ‘ i’m hyo——– leo ! i’m leo . ’ kicks himself for neglecting doctor’s orders for the first time in his life , shrinking back into the quiet , antsy kid from his childhood as consequence . ‘ i’m sorry , i just think you’re like ——- hot . ’
curious hues drink in the other’s features , amusement playing off the corners of his lips as leo stumbles across words . cute . takes it upon himself to lead them into better territory . ❛ oh . i’m otto . ❜ relaxes into an easy smile , transferring the rest of the papers into his mismatched pile . ❛ i think you’re hot , too . and if this were a bar and i were one margarita in i would totally ravage you in the men’s bathroom . ❜ nothing but honest , filter never really forming the way it should have throughout adolescence , bluntness bleeding into every facet positive and - slash - or negative . he’ll shift so that he’s sitting cross - legged on the floor instead of kneeling , pulling pen that had been gently tucked behind his ear between lithe fingers . ❛ however , since this isn’t a bar , i feel like i should do things the traditional way , you know ? dates first ! ❜ hands pock - marked with dots and lines of ink tear away at a blank sheet , scribbles an assortment of digits down before handing it to the other ——— a phone number . ❛ you can call me whenever . or text ! but ... do you wanna get something to eat right now ? are you in the middle of anything ? ❜
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achingblushs › namkyu.
disgrace should burn his most outer layers , leaving him singed around the edges with carmine , feelings for someone a fickle and taboo thing , but his affection for the older knows no bounds . honesty flows from bubblegum lips as if he were reciting the alphabet , soul and everything else worn on his sleeve for everyone to marvel at , and right now , he’s showing his feelings for hyungi without stifle . ‘ a crush ! ’ similar to a scientist shouting eureka! with how his eyes glow in discovery , a formula solved . kyu’s heard it on plenty of shows , has always wanted to have one of his own . ‘ i like you a lot . i’m always so happy when you’re around me . ’ more candor , he’s getting excited , jittering in place , grip on the other boy grounding him . too much is given without asking for anything in return , heart content with leaping towards its crush without knowing if he feels the same butterflies swarming his lungs , nestling the flowers there . ‘ your eyes are pretty . ’ response is automatic , mirroring offered energy while producing enormous amounts of his own . really , they’re so good , bouncing off one another in the best ways , evening out the scale , never tipping it . ‘ yeah , i wanna date you , hyungi . ’ rosy smile pulsates with the idea of kissing , but there are boundaries painted bright between the two and he’s acutely aware of them , sinking into and understanding bottled emotions .
environment has conditioned him to an eternity of jumbled emotions and general confusion , the cogs of his brain turning to make sense of words spoken . what it feels like to like someone enough to date them is just another sentiment that’s been lost on the older . he figures if he were to enjoy anybody’s company that much , then it would be kyu’s . ❛ ah . ❜ he breathes , a response to the other’s excitement and compliment , far too much clouding hyungi’s judgement . it’s always been easy for him to get overwhelmed with things that he can’t figure out , logic never betraying his need for there to be one answer and one only , while emotion leaves him stunned and near - unresponsive , vines growing in his lungs and constricting his throat . boyfriend , that’s what hyungi would be to him , label unfamiliar in every sense possible . nobody’s shown such active interest in him before , even acquaintances realizing that he’s too weird to be apart of anything normal ——— but he thinks kyu has seen the worst of his personality , mean and condescending , and the other still wanting to be with him like the couples in the movies intimidates hyungi , faint - hearted at his core . ❛ oh ... okay . ❜ not much else can be said , hand slipping out of the younger’s hold in favor of his sleeves covering palms , a little more closed - off , it comforts him . ❛ i don’t think i’d make a really good boyfriend . ❜
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achingblushs › namkyu.
saccharine gaze always watches the older so carefully , picking up on habits and signals , keeping everything he’s learned wrapped tight in a glittery bow . sun and moon , no one had expected their relationship to flourish in the way it had , writing the younger off as lovestruck and too hopeful , only to be proven wrong with how the pair fallen in step with one another . most days out of the year were spent apart , prisoners to differentiating time zones keeping them on opposite ends of their lives , but it works . kyu’s happy , ridiculously so , his boyfriend a topic of conversations he has with strangers on the street to the old ladies that frequent his family’s stall at the market , proud and unabashed . ‘ lilies , i like those ! ’ smile grows wider as the other speaks , cherry - red lips blossoming into the sweetest of flowers , petals bright and delicate . ‘ i’ve always liked bouquets of roses , the yellow ones . do those have a meaning ? my dad gives them to my mom every valentine’s day , even when i was born ! ’ cranium buzzes with newfound knowledge and being able to actually weigh in on what’s being discussed , warmed straight to the bone that hyungi is trying to even see his interests through his own eyes . ‘ sunflowers ? ah , you remind me of morning - glories , they’re very shy , they only open up at certain points in the day ——- soft , too. ’
milder than his counterpart , hyungi operates best through manufacturing a sense of privacy , moments spent between the two held close to his chest . vulnerabilities are now a thing only for kyu to see , closed doors coaxed open by a caring hand and eager words , sides of himself exposed that had never seen sunlight before . he likes lilies , a mental note is made , information vital to hyungi even as minuscule as it may seem . learning about kyu ——— it’s a favorite subject of his . ❛ i think yellow roses show appreciation and affection . caring . things like that . your dad picked good flowers . ❜ unable to deny the fact that the other’s enthusiasm for anything he says has softened him , thoughts voiced more frequently despite the struggle it can be to do so . but he can refuse to be equated with anything velvety and gentle , mouth pushed into a pout , the telltale sign that a whine is incoming . ❛ you’re soft . ❜ frustrated kicks go undetected by the view of the camera , heartbeat pounding overtime , lashing out like the child he never got to be when confronted with such nice words that continue to render him speechless . ❛ you’re sunflowers because people say they’re the happiest flower and also because they like to grow facing the sun . you smile a lot and like being in the sun . ❜ both are things he doesn’t find himself partaking in often , although the former has begun to occur more now , grins bashful and rare . sinks into his chair a little further . ❛ it makes sense , doesn’t it ? do you think you’re sunflowers ? ❜
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achingblushs › sora.
blasé hues take in the step - stool , lips looking petulant as brain makes for a list of reasons as to why climbing would be more fun , but she concedes with a smile , foot balancing on the surface and reaching rather haphazardly for what she wants . ‘ would you sign my cast ? ’ teases , candy - laced words as she hums to herself , fingers trailing the spine of bound texts . finding the one , a soft noise of elation leaves cherry lips , still perched off the ground as she begins flipping through its thick pages . ‘ hm ? ’ gaze is pulled back to the girl with seafoam locks , blinking before she’s removing a particularly glittery sticker from her shirt , holding it out to her . ‘ i have more over by my stuff if you wanna pick some out , i can show you ! ’ pleased with the approval , she’s jumping back down to earth , ratty shoes hitting solid ground with a hearty thump , book tucked to her chest . ‘ what’s your favorite color ? ’ cherubic features are serious , barrettes in ginger hair aslant due to her attempted escapade .
head bobs enthusiastically at the question asked , normal overcompensating for the amount of frantic she feels , bending down to gather the textbooks she’d dropped during the step - stool extravaganza . ❛ oh , yeah ! definitely . i’d sign it if you wanted me to . ❜ she chirps , a click too loud given their surroundings , oblivious to curious looks and annoyed huffs . more than surprised when sticker is held out for her to take , mouth opening and closing as she attempts to conjure something worthwhile to say , settling on a breathy oh followed by a quiet thank you , decorative piece immediately placed on the fabric of her own garment . ❛ you wanna give me more of your stickers ? ❜ gaze switches from the books held in her arms to sora and over again . she could use a break ——— people have done worse than slack off during their shift . ❛ my favorite color is yellow ! ❜ beaming like the sun as she speaks . ❛ some people think it’s an ugly color , but i like it . it’s happy . ❜
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luvebomb › mina.
visage the embodiment of skies perfumed in honeysuckle and strawberry fields smudged with clouds and sunlight : a disgustingly deceptive portrait used to lure in victims that were once capable of loyalty . girl spun in silk kept their rotting love in the heart shaped cavern nestled deep within her chest , the demise of those around her sealed with a crimson kiss . consequences had never truly followed her , lithe frame vanishing beneath moonlight before wives could even discover who was behind the fraying edges of a relationship once capable of blooming gardens full of roses . cherry petals purse with resentment , the soured expectations of commitment to this ridiculous guise falling upon frail shoulders . ’ yes , and those are fifteen minutes that i can unfortunately never get back , so get out of my way . ’ words tinged with honeyed sweetness trickle out between gritted teeth , auburn locks tumbling upon collarbones as ears tinged cherry are forced to hear the girl speak yet again . dark hues roll over the remarks , a huff lured out between roseate brims . it’s not her fault that the other’s father was a fool and oh so easy to bewitch and enchant . really , mina should be getting thanked for helping her realize that her father was a moron incapable of turning down a pretty girl . ’ what i’m going to do is go home , shower , put on something nice and then go about my day . just tell your mother we broke up or whatever . ’
used to having people wrapped around her finger at a bat of long eyelashes and a saccharine smile , appearance an enchantment when she chooses to utilize it , words irresistible to her targets . it’s a craft that’s been practiced and specialized for years , realization that deception opens the doors she wants the key to all of her success . girl is smart enough to know she’s encountered someone who manipulates by the same techniques , who manipulates the same kind of individuals . a battle of machiavellian minds . ❛ no . ❜ fists clench where they rest at her sides , back straightening . never had she been refused of something she wanted ——— and the streak won’t break now , too prideful for her own good , a lack of consequences turning spoiled girl into a badly - behaved woman . chin pushes itself into the air . ❛ that’s a dumb idea . and it’s rude to reject the invitation . ❜ a vacation of vengeance isn’t reserved just for the other . she wants to torture her father , too , fury that blooms with her veins aching to show her knowledge of an unspoken dirty little secret . ❛ you’re going . end of story . ❜ so matter - of - fact in the way syllables roll across pink flesh , tense smile flashing along painted features . irritation . ❛ you’re pretty annoying , so i don’t doubt that you’ll complain the whole time . i can handle that . can you handle dealing with me ? ❜ head tilts , sweet timbre patronizing . a challenge has been posed , images of winning pleasing to a psyche that has never lost .
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luvebomb › sooji.
𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 ✧ girl declared to never be enough from the start , aching frame filled to the brim with poorly suppressed rage and convoluted emotions , life had always been so eager to continuously remind sooji that things were not meant to work out in her favour . prized athlete destined to tumble from a heavenly grace at a young age , timeline having been planned out from her very beginning . such notion had brought her to this point : crimson crawling upon honeyed skin , nails digging crescent marks into delicate palms , tongue spewing a slew of hurtful sentences and venomous remarks . poison persistently lingering within veins despite the attempts made at curing herself , sport being used to numb the tsunami that raged within a turbulent chest , girl had always found herself in this predicament . hurting people , forcing tears to trickle from vacant gazes as she simply observed , words reducing individuals down to ashes so easily . but such things never happened when she found herself around haemi : hostile sentences morphing into something smothered with affection , despite her efforts at pushing the other away . ‘ listen halloumi , i’m only granting you the opportunity to be with me because you’re the worst player on that team . ‘ strawberry lips graze the other’s cheek : sentence was soured , bitter aftertaste lingering in its wake , but actions were doused with sickly sweet intentions . sue her , tenderness could not be located within her dna , having been raised to be a hurricane : turbulent waves consuming all that she was . / @mutedsins .
sports were never supposed to be in her future , not for a computer science major with a lack of hand - eye coordination , but haemi is nothing if not a sucker for optimism , unable to say no to pretty girls at the women’s volleyball booth set up for the beginning of the school year ——— a season of finding new recruits across all fronts . finding herself enamored by a player from a rival team was never supposed to be in her future , either , crush developing on someone far more skilled when it comes to athletics , blush splotched along delicate cheeks and laughter soft . ❛ okay , whatever you say , swiss . ❜ harsh words are never taken to heart , grin displayed bashful and fond . it’s true , anyway , that she’s one of the worst players to grace her college team , more under - study than one of the key stars . she doesn’t mind her rank , doesn’t pretend to be better than she actually is . it’s still enjoyable to be a part of something , as minor as her role may be , happy whether they win or lose . ❛ is that why you won’t help me practice ? you afraid that i’ll get too good and then you’ll have to stop seeing me ? ❜ light - hearted , harmless teasing a trademark of a love - sick haemi , index finger gently tapping the tip of the other’s nose before digits pinch her cheek . ❛ that’s cute . i’d miss you , too , you know . sooooooo much ! ❜ voice hits a high - pitch , hues transformed into happy crescents . ❛ good thing that’s something you won’t ever have to worry about ! ❜
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hey everyone ! i’m sorry my activity has been all gif - sets lately . i’m getting ready for a mini - vacation with my family before i officially move - in to college for the first time , meaning the next week and a half or so is gonna be really busy for me and result in even lower activity >_< i’m gonna try to get a lot of my replies out before i leave on thursday , though ! if you’ve been waiting awhile , i’m sorry !
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«What can I do for you?»
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yeah i’m bts!
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