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– // Exo Sentence Starters for @lbh93!

“Come to me when everyone’s sleeping.”

It’s a hard life but it’s better than being a street whore, or being on the streets at all.  She’s lucky that she has a pretty face and that her body is pleasant to look at. At least, that’s what she tells herself as she serves her master. He’s the typical prince one can imagine, wanting nothing but to be surrounded by beauty. So full of greed, so selfish in his way, always thinking he’s right even when he knows he’s not. He doesn’t even live up to his ‘graceful’ title. With just a word, he’ll have anyone who speaks up against him killed on the spot.

She surpresses the shiver that runs down her spine remembering what happened not even two hours earlier. She tries not to think of the way the prince looked at her when red was staining her skin, tries not to think about how beautiful he found her covered in another man’s blood, tries not to think of the way that he smeared the colour across her lips. She’s cleaned up since but she just wishes to be away from the others, away from the judging gazes, so full of jealousy that she recieved more attention from the prince than they have.

She’s lost so many sisters that way, so many others who were in the same boat as her. She tries so hard to stay strong, to keep the tears silent and hidden between the shadows of night. But despite everything, at least she’s not alone in her sufferings.

“Bina,” she startles slightly at the call of her name but hides it well, her face remaining neutral as she watches her master parade around with another girl. She knows who’s beside her and it eases her back into a sense of calmness. Just what she needs to continue her job.

Byul has always been her support since she was taken from her family – sold, really – and forced to take up this kind of life. There are girls who flourish at the attention but Bina hasn’t forgotten those she was forced to leave behind: her siblings who looked up to her. She could care less about her parents but her siblings are innocent. She prays that the prince paid her family enough for her that they’ll never have to sell off her other siblings.

They remain like that, side by side, as the prince plays games with some of the other girls but when a rukus is caused from laughing, Bina hears clearly the words Byul says to her. And her heart races with excitement that her face shows none of.

“Come to me when everyone’s sleeping.”

There’s no confirmation, not agreement. There never has to be. After all, Byul knows just as well as she does, that they do not need words to show their support. That both of them will always come running whenever the other asks. 

– // @lbh93​ sent “lie to me” and a question for an answer that’s a complete lie!

“Are you content with your life as it is?

Take the quiz here and post your result. Repost, don’t reblog.

Result: The Diabolical Mastermind

Key characteristics: scheming, self-serving, charismatic, cerebral.

You understand exactly how the world works, and you are unafraid to mold it into something else. More often than not, you are doing this to benefit only yourself, but occasionally you will grow close to one or two people. In this instance, you hope they share your belief system, but this is a rare occurrence. Typically, however, the needs of other people are of no concern to you. Despite this, you can be charming when you need to be, and put to the test you could easily gain followers. Beware of people who might be able to see through your act, for if their moral code goes against yours they may work to bring you down.

Film recommendation(s): The Third Man (1949), Touch of Evil (1958)

Marshmallow is a female Husky-Golden Retriever mix breed born in early 2013. She was adopted on October 17th, 2013.

She has more Husky-like features, including perky ears and a more pointed muzzle, but she does retain her Golden Retriever colours, often looking like a lightly toasted marshmallow. Which is unsurprising, given her name. She’s quite large for her size, which that often presents some problems due to her energetic, and hyper, nature. However, she’s quite obedient and well-mannered around strangers or acquaintances.

Joe adopted Marshmallow as a companion for lonely nights and to help ward away the shadows that harassed him at night. She was also trained to identify the differences in the shadows, in case his father showed up so they could flee before injuries were sustained. She’s been loyal to him since before the day he officially adopted her, since he use to visit her before the adoption went through.

Though he adopted her as a puppy Marshmallow was often mistreated in her original home by her birth mother due to her unique colours, so she was more than happy to leave that life behind and start a new life. She’s insanely protective of both Joe and Blyoeu -- despite being the same person -- so that she’s able to recogniize his body language and can assist whenever he’s uncomfortable or upset.

After he returned to Earth from his training, Blyoeu sought out Marshmallow. He previously left her in the care of a friend but found her up for adoption in a shelter near his old workplace. Blyoeu re-adopted her from the shelter after finding out that she refused to go home with anyone else. The employees were more than willing to help him with the paperwork, as they were just happy that she found her way home. 

– // @lbh93​ sent “lie to me” and a question for an answer that’s a complete lie!

“Are you in love?”

If it isn’t for the seriousness found in the way the words are woven together, Blyoeu would have laughed. 

If asked if he loves someone, he’ll joke around, ask if the other is jealous of his affections for another. If asked if he likes someone, he’ll give you an entire list of names of those who catch his fancy. If asked how he feels about someone, he’ll be honest to an extent.

But asking him if he’s in love with someone, now that’s a different story.

The question jolts him and he finds himself intensely insecure. As if the world is watch his every move instead of him watching theirs. It’s nervewrecking, and he panicks. 

A force scoff leaves his lips at the question.

– // @lbh93​ sent “lie to me” and a question for an answer that’s a complete lie!

“Do you miss your home?”

Home. 

Such a vague word. 

Does he miss his planet, Zvthynvyia? Does he miss Home, his old family that he can barely even remember anymore? Does he miss his old houses, where he used to live and prosper? Does he miss the people he use to associate with the word? 

A vague word indeed.

So many meanings it could hold. So many people it could reference. So many places it could be about. But only one of those many things comes to mind when he thinks of the word. Of all the memories, places and people that he holds dear, there’s only one that speaks to him in a voice so much brighter, that it’s almost blinding.

Does he miss home?

A tear trails down his cheek.

“No.”

Yes.

“I don’t.”

Everyone’s probably heard of her scandal. 

It’s quite easy, even for someone like him who is completely terrible at anything technology related, to look up her name and find her scandal associated to the results. There will always be people who bring it up at every chance they can, to shame her for her past and remind her of it. But it’s obvious that she didn’t allow that to ruin her future, not with how much of a shining -- tainted, but talented -- star she’s becoming.

Of course he’s seen the video of her incident; there’s always one person who will record those things, no matter how much they cry it’s disgusting and an act against morals. Maybe they planned to use it as evidence but Blyoeu knows better. 

He doesn’t use it against it, he doesn’t bring it up -- why should he? He’s shameless and brazen but he’s not an asshole, not without reason. She probably doesn’t want to aknowledge it for the nth time since it happened and he won’t remind her of it. 

Hyungseok was off in his own world as he folded the clothing and checked their price tags were correct. The boy shuffled around the store as he checked everything, being one of the only people on floor duty today. Thankfully the store was vacant, not many customers to bother him for his opinions. No, he did not care whether they looked good in one shirt or another, whether a pair of jeans highlighted their ass or complimented it. His nose scrunched up at the thoughts that annoyed him yet again and he had to take a small breath, sighing softly.

There’s a familiar sound that greets his ears when the other speaks and for a moment, he thinks his mind is playing tricks on him again. He had forgotten for a few moments that Blyoeu had invited himself over to his work place and when he finally spoke up, he jumped slightly. He turns around, brows furrowed at the nickname and shook his head, arms across his chest. “’Seokkie’? Is that what we’re calling me now, Bee?” he retorts, pulling one of the hoodies from the shelf. He walks over, holding the hoodie against  Blyoeu’s chest, choosing to ignore the question. “How about this one? I think it suits you.” he holds it there for a moment, setting the hoodie aside to hold a different one over his chest. “Or do you prefer lighter colors?”

“Between Seokkie and Seokkiepie, yes,” he answers with a wide grin, nearly bounding on his toes that Hyungseok actually replied to him but disappointment gives way when he realizes that Hyungseok completely ignores his actual question. He stands still when the other brings the hoodies over to hold them against his frame as to not hinder his assessment. “Darker colours; have to be spooky.-- Ah, but answer my question!”

Something is coursing along through his veins and arteries, underneath the paleness of his skin sings a song so foreign to his body. He doesn’t know what it is; doesn’t know if there is actually something new within his body or if the new environment and thoughts of the proceedure make him think there is. The shadows won’t speak, nor does he question them for answers; he wants to learn what this is without the help of those know-it-alls. 

Still, it feels different -- exciting -- and he can’t help but think himself stronger than before. His lips spread into a wide grin and he can’t help but internally revel in the excitement. Coming here really was a great idea. And maybe, just maybe, he can find answers in places and people he never expects to find them in.