so like this is incredibly specific to me, but my favorite trio dynamic is the one with blonde hair, the one with dirty blonde hair, and the one with dark brown hair. it has to be those hair colors exactly, and its so hard to find a trio that fits that.
god bless td for giving me them <3
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❝ We went indoors and into the music room, where earlier Brian allowed himself a good portion of self-pity. ‘This was to have been for Paul,’ he’d said, stroking the velvety veneer of the grand piano. ‘Especially for tonight, but he can’t come. The only one. Why couldn’t he have come?’ Paul had said he had to pick up Jane from the airport, a long way away, west of London; but Brian said he could still have managed to get here. ‘He could have tried. This was so important to me.’ Well, well. So it was, but we were all adults, weren’t we, and able to cope with disappointments? Not really, Brian had wanted all his Boys there as in days of old: John, Paul, George and Ringo, his Fab Four. ‘My happiest times,’ he’d said so often to me, ‘are when there are just the five of us in a dressing-room before a concert.’ Maybe he should have been told much earlier – warmly, but firmly and often – to pull himself together. Then, who knows? He might have become a great water-colourist or a Buddhist monk…❞
— Derek Taylor, Fifty Years Adrift (1984)
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starter for @lgcyoojoon
wenjun's found himself pondering over a number of things lately. with the idea of debut feeling so close, he feels as though he's approaching a new chapter in his life. even if he's only just a trial member, even if he's unsure if he'd even make it in nknd, he's decided to take it all as a sign of some sorts. that if you pursue something hard enough, maybe, just maybe, it might be yours. to not be afraid to want something.
wanting something has always been a bit of a foreign concept to wenjun. only because he's always been afraid of the rejection that might come right after. he's never actually thought about how nice it might be to actually... finally, get what you want.
his fingers linger on the hem of his shirt, if he's possibly starting a new chapter of his life, he wants to be able to close this one with... a sense of confidence. finality. wenjun takes in a deep breath, it's been a while since he's felt like this. nervous, with his throat a little dry. but there have been too many unanswered questions surrounding his relationship with yoojoon.
they were best friends – of course they were. that fact, wenjun would never let change. but beyond that... there had to be something beyond that. stolen glances, lingering touches and most importantly, the kisses shared in secret that they didn't seem to speak about. as though it was something taboo, a line that shouldn't have been crossed between two friends.
he stands there, looking at the sky. the sun has set, and evening has settled in. if he squints, he can see a star or two. they remind him of yoojoon's tattoos. his own cheeks turn red and before he allows himself to get lost in thought, he's distracted by the sound of yoojoon's footsteps. "ah... yoojoon!" he smiles, waving his friend ( again... friend? ) over. "look, if you squint hard enough, you'll see a star haha," he points to the sky, as though his own heart is beating at a speed he's only familiar with when around yoojoon.
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anonymous said Hermes, are you and Brunnhilde secret besties? 👀
“What a curious question you’ve presented here...”
Amusement making his eyes shine bright, Hermes does nothing but smile.
“What do you think the answer is?”
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hewwo ri no obligation to follow the chain but dropping this in ur ask box bc i appreciate u <3
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thank u thats so sweet i appreciate u also i hope u have an epic day
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IBVS week day 6: Scared Shitless
“Like, okay, that’s better than ‘get off my lawn, you kid I’ve never seen before in my life’, but he looked so freakin’ scared I was actually sure for a second that he had no idea who I was and had the impression of a normal guy who thought he just hallucinated.”
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