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sheâs not really sure where she wants to go. one thingâs for sure, sheâs not going to be travelling around japan again. it wasnât, per say, her cup of tea. she didnât really understand the culture there (although it was probably one of the places that was close to korea--geographically and culturally). maybe she could head to a country where you could just live speaking in korea--somewhere that had korea town or maybe she could take this chance to learn a new language. she wasnât so bad with english (seeing that most of the medical terms she had to learn were in english).Â
she doesnât mean to suddenly leave but she doesnât really know how to say goodbye. she always did say sheâd stay by the people she cared about dearly. brandon and eunji. but she decides that maybe itâs for the best--but she realizes that if they were to ever find her on sns or while theyâre on vacation to the place sheâs going (after all, the worldâs small), theyâd probably never forgive her until she explain why she left andÂ
she doesnât really know why sheâs leaving in the first place. she loves them so much that theyâre the only reason she stays in the cursed place called home.Â
she taps her fingers against the counter of the information desk as she observes the girl behind the counter losing the smile she held so brightly just ten minutes ago. âiâm still unsure where i should go. itâs not like i know a second language fluent enough for me to live with you know?â she kind of wishes she talked over this topic with one of her friends--but then again, itâd be easy for them to figure out where she would be. âand it canât be america. iâm pretty sure he know everyone there.âÂ
she slowly closes her eyes before opening them up again to stare up at the departure list. âah ...â she stares at the word and then lets her eyes slowly slide to the side where she can read the time of departure. itâs in a few minutes. she could probably take that ... it would be the easiest. âthanks,â she gently taps the counter with her hand before flashing a smile, a smile thatâs been only reserved for a few people in her life. she turns away from the girl at the counter who finally relaxes her shoulders and slumps into a comfortable position.Â
she knows where sheâs heading. itâs one place her friends would never think to find her. she smiles softly as she types quickly against her phone as she walks to a ticketing booth to purchase a last minute flight. the moment she reaches the counter and looks into the male smiling at her asking how he could help her, she presses send.Â
âiâll be back. soon or later. donât miss me too much. iâll make sure to pick up some good souvenirs this time.â
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IT WAS MEANT TO COME OUT FOR NEW YEARâS. I KNOW. but real life won once again and kinda delayed lots of things but hey! at least i had some time to work on this thing properly. plus i hit a similar milestone on another blog so i was p much torn if doing this follow forever on that blog or on this one.
this 2015 has been utter shit to me for various personal reasons, but rp wise i can say it has been, perhaps, the most productive year ever. sure, there have been highs and lows, itâs perfectly normal, but throughout the year i had lots of muses, lots of ideas, lots of partners going and coming and donating me the most beautiful ( and frustrating ) threads and brainstorming ever. and i sincerely hope this flow of creativity will be something walking side by side alongside my well known laziness and lack of proper english and ridiculous typos.
this is my way to thank you for accepting me as a member of this community, for being with me through thick and thin, and more importantly for accepting and roleplaying with this version of yoongi. i am aware this kind of angst is not everybodyâs cup of tea, but seeing people referencing to the notes and bios i have written for yoongi and for his timeline, making them part of the thread and perhaps even part of their own world⌠itâs satisfying, because all i ever wanted was to be able to involve someone into something perhaps out of their comfort zone, but surely harbinger of new, wonderful and heartbreaking emotions.
(plus, i am still looking for you, people who might want to rp the âformerâ bangtan members part of this timeline. i know youâre out there, make a syub happy by breaking into his apartment and pretending the kitchenâs not on fire )
things are going to get long af for the thankyous, so itâs time to summon the READ MORE!
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@defusible
It was a familiar voice that rang in his ears, a voice he had no problem easily connecting a face to despite their last meetings predicament. When was the last time they saw each other exactly? He wasnât even sure on that question, just vaguely remembering it was around the time of the new year arriving and some sort of party both of them just so happened to be attending. Throughout that night there had been a lot of people he had meet and mingled with, but she was the one that caught his eye the most, and due to the result of alcohol, things were easily able to progress between the two at the time.
Being cocky wasnât an attribute he claimed per-say, which is why he didnât jump to some sinful response at her statement. Truthfully, he was in the same shoes as her. Casual sex was something that happened in daily life, and he didnât blame her for not holding some sincere admiration for the event. He actually preferred it that way. Having some girl get all hung-up on what could be deemed a one-night stand was something he was not so keen on dealing with. Thankfully, they were on the same page in this.
He heaved a sigh, trying to think of something humorous to turn around the current vibes that filled their conversation. It was a common known trait for him to easily slip out of seriousness, it wasnât anything new. âWhat didnât mean a thing? What are you talking about?â After pausing for a split second he began laughing at his remark, hoping she would catch the intentions he was hitting at: You say it didnât happen? Then it didnât. You say it doesnât mean anything? Then it doesnât.. âBut really, I was thinking the same. We shouldnât let history catch up to us so easily, itâs been a while since I last saw you though. Howâve you been? Staying out of trouble ay?â
whenever she did drink, she usually went home. she never really thought about finding a one night stand afterwards but it seemed that it was different for just that night. maybe it was because he was available and she just needed to relieve some stress or frustration she held for a while. she usually would have ignored the maleâs presence, acted as though theyâve never seen each other but she could feel the gazes from people she had seen before during her parentâs parties or at the parties she attended with her parents (against her will) and she needed someone to keep her occupied. keep her away from letting other people approach her with questions regarding her parentâs business or meeting up for a date or two.Â
when she first heard the maleâs words in reaction to herâs, her brows immediately knitted together and here she was stuck with some male who thought that night meant more--but that didnât make sense. wouldnât he have tried to find her after that night? hearing his sudden burst of laughter, her brows knitted tighter. âoh god,â she muttered, obviously displeased at the maleâs joke, she wasnât the one to usually get fooled over these kind of jokes but something about the maleâs expressions almost let her believe that he meant what he said.Â
âgood,â rubbing her temples, she relaxed her shoulders as she reminded herself over and over that the male was just kidding around (it wasnât really that funny). shrugging her shoulders, she replied, âi donât really get into trouble so ... of course. iâve been fine, just trying to find something to do in my spare time.â tucking the few strands of her hair behind her ear, she looked up at the taller male, âhow about you? how have you been since your binge drinking?âÂ

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Eyes darting down to the table, the female let out a long sigh, shoulders slumping as a wave of emotion ran through her. Hyerim got used to the fact that people started to disappear on her without a notice and she started to just be disappointed rather than be angry or furious about it. Fingers tapped the edge of her mug before lifting it up to take a sip before placing it back down on the table, not saying much as she listened to her friendâs reasoning on why she wasnât contacted, ââŚThatâs fineâŚâ she said simply, glancing up at the female across from her, âUnderstandableâŚâ she continued before taking another sip of her drink.
She didnât say much, not even knowing how to deal with the situation in her head. The fear of just being alone, just dwelled in her mindâ sure Hyerim knew that people couldnât stay in contact all the time, but what she always said, at least a text once in awhile. Letting out another slow sigh, âAnyway, how are you Seulgi? I hope you havenât gotten into trouble while you were awayâŚâ she said, a very tiny smile tugging on her lips, trying to lighten the mood.
the silence was deafening as she waited for a reply from the other. she hated the fact that she had left once again without a single message for her friend--best friend. although she never really contacted her while she was away, it was never for a long period of time. but it was different this time, she had been gone for longer than a month. she felt guilty about it but what could she have done? she couldnât tell eunji that it was because she didnât want to murder anymore because it was no longer fun or did it give her sense of relief from stress. she couldnât say that.Â
âwhen did i ever cause trouble?â she asked as she tried to mirror the otherâs smile, it was still an apologetic smile but she knew eunji was never mad at her for long. it wasnât like she was going to disappear again from her for another month or something. she was back in seoul and she had no plans of travelling to another country by herself. âi took a year off of school so iâm less busy but still a bit busy with a few things that needs to be done. how about you? anything new?âÂ
@jeongui
He always knows when something is wrong with Seulgi, how can he not when sheâs his best friend of almost twenty years? So when she came home that evening with a slight limp in her walk, he became beyond concerned even though she brushed it off like nothing. But now hours later, she appears by his side asking for his assistance (sort of). Brandon takes a break from his school work and looks up at her from his leather desk chair, not saying anything for a moment but choosing to, instead, get up from his chair and gently usher her into it. âSit down instead, itâll probably be more comfortable than leaning on me.â Taking a few steps back he seats himself on the edge of his neatly made bed, not taking his eyes off of her.  âThis just reminds me of the time I had just gotten back to Korea. You had injured yourself then too. What happened anyway? And why havenât you treated your ankle? Damn it Seulgi.â  Seeing her in pain tugs on his heartstrings for a reason he can only assume is because theyâre best friends, there would be no other reason anywayâŚright?
it might have been her fault, she canât even remember if it was because of the large amount of people pushing her down the stairs to get to the subway. she had slipped and ended up spraining it but she had firmly believed that it was a minor one. it hurt as bad as the last time she sprained it a few months ago but when she pressed her thumb against it, it wasnât swollen--at least, it wasnât swollen then. she couldnât even get a bottle of water without feeling the pain shoot up her leg from her ankle. âall i wanted was a bottle of water,â she mumbled quietly as she took a seat beside him. stretching her legs out in front of them, she turned her sprained foot side to side. flinching, whenever sheâd turn her foot too far. âi didnât think it was a big sprain but apparently it is,â she mumbles out a reply, making no comment about the day she met up with brandon again after the night she took away a manâs life. she was done with that now, there was no reason for her to bring it up ... ever. âyou have a first aid kit right? i just need to wrap a bandage around it. oh ... and a bottle of water too.âÂ
@ibsuga
ÂŤ Never said I was a good one to begin with. Âť Shrug ensued and the rapper just keeps grinning, not even staring at the mess that was supposed to be a⌠plate of pasta? some kind of living mass menacing to leave the pan? Who knows. ÂŤ I guess that saying I was distractedâs not a good excuse, right? Âť
her face scrunches up as she tilts her head at the item placed in front of her. what was it even supposed to be? âwhat ...is it?â was it pasta or was it some kind of noodle mixed with some unknown sauce? looking up from the plate, she gently pushed the plate by the edge towards the male. âyou should always taste your food before serving it to your guest,â she replies rather nervous as to whether that thing would be safe for her stomach to handle. âi donât think you can use that excuse.â
@jiwongs
â- As an athlete, Bobby didnât like admitting fatigue. When did he anyways? He had always pushed himself far beyond his limits and capacity whenever it came to his baseball career that not even a high fever impeded him. However, Seulgi should know; she was a medical student after all and she would have picked up on the symptoms pretty quickly. And despite the two of them going to two different universities, he was surprised that she still came and visited him. Today, being his game, wasnât an exception to that. With a shake of his head he replied, â Think I caught the flu or somethinâ. â
even with all the denials of going, seulgi had managed to âstopâ by the playing field. she wasnât much of a baseball fan and the knowledge she knew of the game came from bobby as she knew nothing about it. when she approached him as she arrived, she noticed the male looking rather tired than usual (which was unusual seeing that he was always full of energy). âthen should you be playing on the field?â she asked raising a brow, taking a glance at his teammates warming up around the diamond. âdoes the coach know?â
talk about us
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What they define their relationship with your muse as: best friends, there is no one else iâd replace her with. itâs kind of ... filled in understanding. we donât talk to each other 24/7 or did we ever had people ask if we were sisters or if we were attached at our hips. we donât talk about everything about each other nor do we alert each other on stuff but ... when we do meet up and talk itâs comfortable. like i should be talking to you more often, i could proudly say that you are my best friend even if we donât talk or see each other a lot.
Something they like about your muse:the positivism ... itâs weird of me to be saying things out loud like this isnât it? (/ laughs softly into the back of her hand ) but itâs the truth, I donât know ... something about you when you see me and when you talk, you donât let anyone drag you down. you keep your head held up high for something you want to do and you just ... do it. i admire that a lot about you, eunji.
Something they dislike about your muse:because of the positivism ... i feel like you hide a lot about what you feel a lot like when you waited for that guy for so long only to move on. you never really talked about it nor did you want to afterwards. i was disappointed that you didnât talk to you best friend too deeply into it but ... i still found you endearing to holding onto it without letting you change yourself for the worst. i do wish you talk about it more with me or even with other people even if itâs not me.
Their first impression of your muse:how did we even meet anyways? you were smiling, you were filming something and i happened to walk right across your cameraâs view. (/ laughs ) i thought you were so dumb for smiling when i was so confused. like ... what is this girl ... why is she acting like it was her fault? it made me feel guilty, you know how rare i feel guilty? you were pretty cute though, i thought about hitting on you, to be honest.Â
Their impression of your muse now:strong willed, optimistic (still) but not stupid. i can see where your personality comes from. if i met most girls like you, iâd just label them stupid idiots and just go on but i donât know, what could i say about you that changed from the first impression other than the fact that you arenât one of those stupid idiots? (/ laughs softly as she tilts her head and tries to think of anything ) i got nothing.Â
How they feel about your muse:there might have been a small crush but thatâs only because you were cute and it died out pretty quickly knowing that iâd rather have you as a friend than you trying to run away from me because i seem like a creep. (/ laughs loudly ) which iâm pretty sure, with your personality, you would have had a hard time doing. (/ continues to snicker ) iâm thankful that youâre still around as my best friend, iâm glad youâre here every time i come back and you always greet me with a smile that i canât resist.
Something they are hiding from your muse:me? hiding something from you? oh lord, where do i start (/ grins teasingly before laughing ) but you know how i am ... i just donât tell you about the details. i tell you i meet up with guys times to time and i usually mean girls, guys ... doesnât really matter ... and when i say hang sometimes .. it means you know ... (/ laughs nervously ) your pure mind donât have to know these details.Â
Something they wish they could to tell your muse:everyone has a secret right? i wish i could tell you so many things but ... there are things iâd rather not talk about or even think about when iâm around you. you understand right?

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What they define their relationship with your muse as: best friends, childhood friends ..... (/ there is a slight hesitance in her voice as she gently bites down on her lower lip ) ... childhood best friend? a mix of the two ... i guess. (/ her brows furrow as she clicks her tongue like there is a bitter taste in her mouth and something picks at her heart like sheâs supposed to add something else ) someone very important to me ... canât really define our relationship ... donât you agree?
Something they like about your muse:the stupid grin on your face, that same old smile that reminds me that not all things change. (/ mumbles softly as she trails off in her words. mumbling more words after it but almost inaudible to hear ) it gives me a sense of relief ... that youâre still the stupid you that iâve known years ago. i guess ... it make me smiles too (/ mutters the last part quickly hoping that he canât hear )
Something they dislike about your muse:you know what i dislike about you. the fact that you keep pulling these disappearing acts on me and coming up to me like nothing happened like you were always there. (/ hisses bitterly as her expression distorts ) i dislike the idea of thinking that you were alright when i wasnât there because it wasnât alright when you werenât here. (/ breathes heavily soon after honest words spill out from her lips )
Their first impression of your muse:how should i remember my first impression on you. i was a baby when we first met. i could probably tell you the earliest memory i have of you ... but thatâs not what iâm supposed to recall so iâm going to keep it to myself. (/ smiles widely at him at the thought of the memory she remembers of them when young )
Their impression of your muse now:a successful friend who ended up finding the right path he wanted to take. (/ a smile unconsciously slips onto her lips ) someone whoâs a lot of confident about himself ... i donât know. i canât really explain my impression on you now. what am i supposed to say?
How they feel about your muse:.... (/ her lips press together, refusing to open. she blinks slowly and nervously at him as she lowers her eyes into her hands. her fingers lacing with one another to keep her hands from shaking nervously as she fidgets her thumbs together ) glad (/ she starts off as she tries to think of other vague words to describe the feeling ) close, comforted ... warm ... (/ her voice starts to soften as the volume lowers into a whisper ) drawn tow ... (/ she quickly catches her word from slipping fully as she looks up and smiles to cover it up ) curious. is that enough?
Something they are hiding from your muse:well, i never really thought of it as hiding. i know i told you i wouldnât bring it up anymore but ... i have to. since you were gone ten years of my life, there are a lot of things you donât know ... and itâs not like iâm hiding anything away from you. you just never ask about it (/ she nods, but itâs mostly for herself knowing she answered this well without screaming out i am hiding something from you and this is it ) .... you just have to ask the right questions to find out the things that happened while you were gone for ten years. you canât expect me to spill the beans just randomly you know.
Something they wish they could to tell your muse:the mixed feelings that are completely tangled with each other. itâs confusing what i want to tell you but ... itâs there .. iâm just not sure if i want to tell you.Â
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âfor fucks sakeâŚâ
                   three word starters | accepting , @ibsuga
The frustration was evident in the maleâsvoice as he fought to win the battle between him and his computer. As therapper struggled with his computer for the song he had supposedly made a fewdays ago, she stayed curled up against the corner of the couch available in hisstudio (or some other personâs. she wasnât really sure but if there wasanything, anything, she was sureabout, Yoongi had spent most of his days in this room). Leaning her headsideways against the top of the couch, the corners of her lips twitched upwardsin amusement in watching the male.
âEven if you find the song and decide to letme hear, Iâm not exactly the best person to be listening to it,â Seulgi mumbledin a bored tone. She had no interest in music, sure, she listened to some musicbut it was usually when she was studying. Some eight hour long music with nolyrics that was arranged together to help anyone focus on their work orstudies. Stretching her legs out in front of her, she let her arms stretch outbefore dropping them on each of her knees.
It wasnât like she could critique the maleâswork whether it was good or bad, she didnât exactly have the best kind ofopinion for these things. She didnât understand why the other even thought ofsuch an idea to share his work with her. Never in the moments, theyâve beenfriends, they never really kept up a conversation regarding his works or herstudies. It was just something that never occurred to step into theconversations that had.