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how to handle a loss of muse : new blog 

yeah so i’m moving blogs . again . tags are currently not working for me , which is unsurprising . i’ll be responding to all my replies on my new blog starting today ( 3/25 ) and be following everybody who i am currently writing with . but that might not happen til the morning . because i’m wine drunk and In My Feels™ because i don’t know how to process grief .

introducing : eighteen new muses , twelve old ( not including private ) muses , and four new idol groups ( two which need members , hint hint nudge nudge ) . 

also nobody judge my terrible photoshop promo making skills . i literally use a photo editing app on my phone and that’s as good as it’s going to get :’)

so yeah , go and 

impulsive , always in control side of my brain : make a new blog and add new eighteen muses while only getting rid of twelve

therapist side of my brain : no

━━  "BEING  needy  isn’t  a  bad  thing.“  teddie  comforts  as  his  eyes  divert  from  hyuna’s  to  watch  the  other’s  plump  lips  press  against  his  palm. he  can’t  help  but  smile  as  he  cocks  his  own  head  to  the  side,  the  tender  move  from  the  other  captivating  him. "i  know  i’m  not  the  most  affectionate,  especially  when  we’re  here…”  he  sighs  as  he  shifts  slightly  under  hyuna’s  legs,  his  hand  rounding  the  other’s  neck  before  the  flat  of  his  palm  runs  down  the  center  of  hyuna’s  chest. “i  just  don’t  want  either  of  us  to  get  in  trouble. it  would  be  game  over,  more  for  you  than  me  and  you’ve  worked  too  fucking  hard  for  me  to  be  the  reason  it  gets  ruined.”  he  leans  forward,  the  hand  hyuna  had  kissed,  tightening  it’s  hold  on  his  cheek,  nose  now  close  enough  to  nudge  theirs. the  hand  on  hyuna’s  chest  creeps  down  and  slips  under  the the  other’s  t-shirt  with  ease,  fingers  running  up  and  down  his  soft,  warm  chest  in  an  attempt  to  comfort. “let’s  get  home,  hm?  maybe  i  can  help  satisfy  these  needs.”

an almost pout formed on her face when she saw his face scrunch. maybe he didn’t like how it all looked. but then she laughs at what follows and she moves to stand beside him and adjusts parts of the outfit. “it’s still you!” she smiled brightly. “it’s just you in nice clothes addie.” she said softly and finally finished fiddling with the clothes. “you can always swap the belt for one of yours, or wear a pair of vans, untuck it. whatever makes you more comfortable.” she said to him smoothing his sleeves. when he mentioned what he looked like she laughs and covers her mouth looking up to him. he wasn’t wrong that was kind of what he looked like, but she thought he looked handsome. “i think you look like a refined e-boy.” she snickers and looked to him an excited smirk on her lips when he mentions the possibility of filming one of those thirst trap tiktoks. but when he mentioned the bangs her expression turned devious. “don’t go putting ideas in my head!” devyn laughs with a warm smile. “i don’t think you’d even have to dance if you didn’t want to, people will look at you anyway.” she shrugs. “perfect i’ll film edit it all the things.” she smiled anf moved to hug him from behind arms wrapping around him gviing a small squeeze. 

me , back on my giffing bullshit : soobin plays with his hair so fucking much in vlives ;-;

    last  night  sucked  ,  so  she  had  put  in  her  diary  .  it  took  a  lot  of  meditation  and  sound  music  to  full  volume  for  her  mind  to  be  clear  of  the  replaying  words  etched  into  her  cerebrum  .  dreams  didn’t  help  when  all  they  could  cultivate  was  break  up  after  break  up  and  despite  not  having  a  face  to  put  on  the  being  who  was  doing  the  breaking  ,  it  was  obvious  who  the  inspiration  came  from  .  dreams  still  running  amuck  as  she  slept  ,  a  smell  interrupting  the  sequence  of  events  that  were  playing  .  it’s  not  until  she  furrows  her  eyebrows  and  peaks  with  one  eye  that  she  registers  someone  –  not  just  anyone  ,  but  younghwa  …  cooking  .  

slippers  warming  up  bare  feet  ,  the  brunette  peaks  through  the  shut  door  (  she  made  sure  he  heard  it  slam  last  night  )  ,  taking  a  sniff  before  deeming  it  safe  to  step  out  of  her  room  .  the  scene  in  front  of  her  was  close  enough  to  have  her  in  fits  of  giggles  ,  yet  she  continued  the  act  from  last  night  -  wounded  .  the  sentiment  from  her  boyfriend  enough  to  make  her  crouch  down  in  front  of  him  ,  mimicking  his  posture  ,  ❛  you  hurt  my  feelings  .  ❜  it  was  quick  ,  breakfast  or  the  attempt  of  it  could  wait  ,  heart  beating  against  her  chest  thoughts  screaming  different  scenarios  .  

     when  the  glass  of  water  was  returned  to  him,  benji  gently  slid  it  across  the  table  once  again  -  as  if  to  silently  tell  emily  that  she  could  keep  it  if  she  wanted.  “  no  problem,  ”  he  remarked  in  a  casual  manner.  most  of  the  time  it  came  as  second  nature  to  be  nonchalant  and  play  it  cool,  but  because  of  their  history ,  benji  was  almost  desperate  to  bombard  her  with  a  million  questions.  fortunately  he  was  content  with  hearing  her  talk  about  the  toddler,  especially  since  he  was  equally  curious  on  how  much  this  changed  her  life.  he  met  the  stories  with  wide  smiles  and  laughter,  mind  immediately  trying  to  envision  the  thought  of  a  little  boy  doing  all  of  that.  “  oh  my  god,  does  he  really?  he’s  such  a  handful,  ”  he  smiled  fondly.  “  I’m  doing  great.  as  you  probably  already  figured  out  I  just  got  picked  up  by  a  real  baseball  team  in  the  mlb.  so,  you  know,  moving  up  in  the  world  from  a  dingy  little  high  school  team.”  the  thought  felt  nostalgic  yet  almost  funny  in  a  way.  “  you  know,  if  mickey  ever decides  he  likes  baseball,  I’d  definitely  love  to  get  you  guys  front  row  tickets  and  maybe  have  him  meet  the  mascot.  ”