why did we just started n i already wanna bring a second muse
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noemi !
𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 a good idea at first – hiding out in the bowling alley . she didn’t imagine that it was the go-to hang out spot when there were so many other options . the kitchen had a fridge stocked full , the lounge was gaining popularity , not to mention the pool and bar seemed perfectly ideal . and while she knew she couldn’t outrun the cameras that watched their every move , she was sort of hoping to pull another disappearing act and vanish from her roommates view for only a little while . give her enough time to catch her breath and reconfigure her senses . in hindsight , it was wistful thinking . she hears the other’s footsteps before she sees them . back facing the entrance while she kicks dangling legs back and forth in her seat by one of the lanes . she lets out a small sigh ( mentally preparing herself to put her fake happy face back on ) before turning back to look at the other . “i’d offer to set up a game but i haven’t actually bowled in , like , over a decade probably … couldn’t hit a pin even if i wanted to . unless they have one of those ramps that the little kids normally use around ‘ere . that might be helpful .”
𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐮𝐞𝐬 observe the long hall behind him , briefly letting them linger as he hears the ghostly movements of the camera crew. things like this was something atlas should be used to , ever since he was a small child due to his family’s influence , but somehow still made him uncomfortable. there was no way he could morally blame his managers and label for sending him here -- not after the stupidity had followed years upon years. he could be the best performer in the world , but nothing would save him from this. crossing the door , in a poor attempt , he tried closing the door , before hearing her voice , eyes widening towards her . “ hum. sorry. “ he started but very seriously : what was he even sorry for ? composing himself briefly , his bare feet took him to behind the bar , almost automatically , hands quick to catch whatever crossed his sight “ i don’t think i’ve ever played bowling so better than me you are , for sure. “ a brief smile as he took in the sour drink he prepared , leaning against the counter “ i dunno, but we can definitely try. “
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check [ x ] for an starter from atlas ( can be between thread or snapchat threads , please )
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like and reblog if saved!
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hello, hello, fellow aliens ! you can call me nochu n i reside on the gmt+1 timezone ( i was hella confused for a moment about openin, i’m not very smart ) . either way, my discord is 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙞'𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙝#6348 so if you rather there … ya know, i’m all in ! either way, hang with me while i try to uncover this paradox
˙✫*゚JEON JUNGKOOK, MALE , HE/HIM :・ did you hear atlas moon is joining the cast of exposed after word of an orgy house party was revealed ? the twenty-four year old musician with 10m is trying to clear their name . they’ve become known as the resident bohemian in the mansion , and it’s clear that’s spot on because they’re quite - obsessive & - possessive , but also + charismatic & + creative . you know they’re heading to the confession booth if you hear if you can’t hang by sleeping with sirens blasting , most likely talking about how they’re more than half tattooed sleeves enlaced with intoxicated drinks and loud music, quiet studios filled with troubling thoughts, empty hospitals at 5am, half - drunk whiskey bottles and unfinished manuscripts with coffee stains .
triggers might include : heavy drugs, schizophrenia, anxiety, neglect, toxic relationship, attempted suicide, death
Continuar a ler
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@wilxow an union of tooth pain ( or lack of , wink wink ), college final essays n a whole ton of iced coffee
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it’s 5am yooo who wants to plot ? i might die bUT
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forgive and forget?? haha no resent and remember
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