sharper memories.

At a glance, what you have is a man. One single, unique compilation of molecules, bound by heart and given life by soul to bear a man of singular fashion. He introduces himself as Changmin, a name to which many others may answer, but in that moment of introduction, with its firm handshakes and awkward yet endearing small talk, he’ll be the only Changmin to have ever walked the earth.

At a glance, what you have is an artist—a man driven by a penchant for life who harbors a particular knack for replicating it. But, what’s simply a job to those looking in is a lifestyle to him, a way of being. Charcoal-stained fingers etch twisted realities onto canvas for recreation the way shutters click and capture fleeting moments for eternity. Effortlessly.

At a glance, what you have is exactly what’s shown. But, human beings, by definition, are filled with complexities, details and attributes that are, more often than not, impossible to discern with just one glance. So, give him a second, a third, maybe even a fourth.

that would be the dragon not me, chae rin at your service. I know, I know these posts are so tiring and done with, I can’t help but agree though it’s not easy to find friends who’ll like you like this you can decide on your own.

LCR ; leader of 2NE1 ; halfblood ; daughter to athena

chae rin is a heartwarming person and takes care of those around her. she will make sure everyone’s alright and she loves to play around. can be a bit shy and withdrawn but will do her best. cl on the other hand is more outgoing, cocky and confident. as the leader of 2ne1, she leads them with pride and on stage she is a different person.

chae rin is wise and strong headed. athena is the goddess of wisdom, war, arts and crafts. thanks to chae rin being wise and having a strong personality, she was given the position of being the leader of the group. she has the ability to guide the group right and protect them from bad things by doing quick come backs with words. these are things that seem normal to the average eyes but what is not seen is that chae rin possesses superhuman strength, the inability to age upon reaching adulthood. she’s immune to all diseases and harms, if she gets hurt, all her wounds heal rapidly. chae rin can also change the weather, if she wants a storm to show up, she will summon it.

LITERATE . ALL VERSES . PARA PREFERED . SEMI-AU

"Oh my, I’m late!" 

The young woman rushes to her place behind the counter, throwing a bag under it. Taking a watering can, she starts watering a lonely vase of sunflowers, that seems to be turning around at her direction. A smile takes over the girl’s features, but she’s soon disturbed by someone clearing their throat.

She turns around and blinks at the person, but quickly bows and tries to smile even wider. “Hello there! I’m Krystal, what can I help you with? Oh, you want to know about me? Hum…let’s see…” She takes a pause to think and taps her fingers over her rosy cheeks. “Well…I’m not from here…I’m from Greece. Yes, Greece. But I’m glad I’ve moved! Korean is actually pretty easy and people here are really nice. Ah, people usually say also that I look younger than I actually am, and I love nature! It’s kinda obvious when I work here, right?” The girl giggles and gestures around them; the small and old - vintage what they call now days - store of sundries.

"What else can I say…? Oh, my name is more like a nickname. For those, you see? It sells a lot." She shows up a cheap crystal necklace. "What is this for? Research? Oh, really?" More giggles and the girl is now leaned over the counter, her face cupped between her hands. She has a beautiful smile plastered on her lips, smile that almost make her eyes disappear. "Do you know who I am now?" Then she sticks her tongue out, gesture that makes sure that the girl knows very well that no one knows about her true identity. And that she would like to keep like that.

Tuesday: Work. Wednesday: Work. Thursday: Work. Friday: Work. Saturday: Day off. Sunday: Day off. Monday: ???

If one were to ask the female what she did throughout the week, she would easily count the days off on her fingers, letting a rather exasperated sigh leave her lips due to such a mundane question. However, just as her lips would form the words Monday she would find herself at a loss. What had happened on Monday? The minute her thoughts ran to such a day, nothing seemed to click. She had hit a wall through which she could not pass. Ask her about Tuesday and she’ll tell you exact details. But Monday? Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

She calls it her “Lost Mondays” ...

Josephine Ashley Choi stood before the large crowd, men and women decked in a variety of suits, backs pressed against the leather seats of their chairs as they awaited her speech. This was the part that Josephine despised. She wasn’t one to introduce herself. She believed that with the power she had gained, her name should already be on the lips of all those who mattered, those who did not know of her existence were nothing but dirt under her boot. Much like the wide-eyed businessmen and women that sat before her, each one new to the business world. It could be seen in the way that they sat, the way their eyes never left her face, and the way they seemed so eager to hear what the female known as the “Surprise Prodigy” had to say.

Clearing her throat, she attempted to keep her patience from thinning out as she laid her hands carefully on the podium before her. “Ladies and gentlemen, it’s a pleasure to see you all here today. However, before we begin, I merely have one favour that I must ask of you. Would you please kindly reblog/like/follow? It would be very beneficial to both myself and the company. Thank you.”

Hand tucked into her left pocket as the other pulled her burning-out cigarette into her mouth with every breath, she mindlessly stopped at a corner and scanned the place for a good place to eat. She often hung out at one particular food truck, one that sold some kick ass meat — any kind, even ranging to turkey. But with a loud growl being heard, suggestively even loud enough to be heard over the rustle of hungry locals and noisy tourists, Dev peered up at the taller girl with an arched brow. About to just turn away as the girl readied to take off, she was caught off by the bidding.

She didn't seem the usual girl-- Actually, she could be mistaken by a boy if the curves didn't betray her. When she noticed she might could have been taking too much to say anything and was surely looking awkward in this situation, the red-haired girl sunk her canine on her lower lip and bowed her head to the other.