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» 25 years young. French & Korean. Professional dreamer. «
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flâneur: refers to an urban, upper-middle class ideal man of society. a flâneur takes pleasure in observing the modern, progressive, everyday life. he takes in his surroundings, both the fleeting beauty and the universal, timeless beauty.
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— ιɴdeғιɴιтe нιαтυѕ. ||
This account will be put on hold until further notice due to my studies.
( mun ) So it kind of slipped my mind when I told myself to make the first follow forever once I hit 300 followers – so now that I’ve hit 500 I think it’s time to do one. ^^ So bare with me here because I’ve met a tremendous amount of fantastic rp-ers! I would also like to thank each and everyone that’s not on the list because without you guys I wouldn’t have striven to become a better writer & role player so without further ado ; let’s get into it.
First and fore most, I would like to thank the mutuals – we either have or had a thread, send memes to each other, and/or starting to interact & I love you already.
019424 // abattoirx // aidrogynous // aresxw // ayamcho beautiful-crevtures // belleflevr // beyondreflection // blanqc bloodredsongbird // chiaso // consilian // critiqve // daseuls floradawn // fmmes // foelgen ( which I believe we haven’t gotten done with plotting yet have we? ) // fri0lero // hauntedinseoul himakuto // hvnari // intrxlude // jclectic // jenniebrr // kvngkwng livikr // minzic // moskima // no-zomi // nvpch // shemren shvkgong // smokexnxmirrors // spdxwonbin // svfiya // svnburst thxdxrkpxrxgxn // vlackholez // wangjihyeon // winterjae // xxwoobin
Secondly, I would like to expose my stalkingaffection – I am too shy and therefore I will leave this here && we’ve either been following each other for a long time or recently.
10sted // aphvdite // bajuns // blvckmgc // evnxpiritus fujissi // milbro // shvndw // shyvnkim // solarima
Thirdly, the special ones I’ve come to adore so much for both mun and muse wise. Hover over your url because I left something for you. * n *
axlisters // cataclysmicx // ectopvc // gkxvii // harlsqn hevnq // hongdae-hero // jaekxung // kisekim // kjiwonz kxmnana // lsvnghwa // lvnk // mcfxst // memoirv // mystiqxue ovxerdose // schvsm // sentimentex // seunghyeoks // tcnda woosxxk // ynbbm
And lastly, the ones that have been here with since day one – I’m talking about the first muse I’ve ever made and came into role playing. I also want to thank you guys for not getting annoyed with my plethora of muses –
avunz – Met you when you had the other one instead of Hyuna and my muse was the jukebox that sang oldies most of the time which she loved. It was then when I connected with you mun wise after weeks of disappearing from it and from then, I always came crawling back to you because I just couldn’t part. It’s almost been a year since I’ve known you and that’s crazy! Heh, I love you sweet ‘ems!
siyoshn – Girl; they were J Bae and J Boo. Swore to god we have the most fun with our muses and no matter how many times you have disappeared, I always came looking for you because I cherish you a lot && obviously you adore me too. ^^
vixciii – We’ve been in this together for a long time missy and because of that, I ain’t going anywhere unless I’m dragging you there with me! Little punk always yelling and me but it’s all out of love, well it better be. So many memories are swirling and I have this big smile on and it’s just – wow; so crazy how long we’ve come.
ximpvlsive – You are just simply bae material and if I didn’t meet you with my first account ; I’m still sure I’ll come across you somehow and still love you as much as I do now.
ynxbora – YOU AND I ARE NEVER GROWING APART; YOU HERE ME?! I’m kidding but I love you so much. Bora is absolutely lovely and with everything you do with her, I adore so much!
Let's talk about 'take your time'
When I say ‘take your time’, what I mean is:
Take. Your. Time.
If you have muse for another thread? You can reply to that.
If you have muse for another character? Guess what; you can reply to that too.
If you’re getting feels for another ship? OMFG. YOU H0R. No, seriously. You can reply to that, lmfao.
If you’re overwhelmed with other threads? It’s okay; seriously. I don’t hate you, I don’t think any less of you. You get to ours when you can.
If you want to drop a thread because you’ve lost inspiration with it; same as above. I don’t hate you. I’d rather you told me than fretted and thought omfg she’s gonna hate me when actually, the opposite is true.
Muses can be fickle, fickle things and I shouldn’t have to say this but when dipshits come out with stuff like ‘take your time doesn’t mean you can reply to something else’ — actually, it does with me.
Anybody who plots with me, RPs with me, even talks to me; I love. Dearly. And when they reply I squeal like a mad thing because omg the flawless (seriously).
RPing is meant to be fun, lovelies. Don’t suck the fun out of it by being passive aggressive and a bit of a twat by saying shit things like that.
Take your time means take your time — it’s YOUR character, your blog. You reply to who you want when you want or when you’re ready/have the muse, okay? <3
———- wait, can you reblog if you don’t mind random starters appearing in your tag whether it’s fluffy, angsty, etc. and if you actually reply to them when they do? just wanna see how many people do tbh.
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( winterjae )
It wasn’t a surprise to find her in his cafe so often. She could be considered a regular, but she did enjoy the one back at her apartment more because it was closer and more convenient. However, Harumi did not mind making the trip there every now and then.The atavist enjoyed his presence and the calm and soothing ambiance that emitted from the cafe even more. It was nice to meet up with someone once in awhile, taking a break from her studies. Taking light, small footsteps into the cafe, she stopped in front as her eyes darted to look for the man. Her hands rose up upon seeing him ( trying to call him over ) and looked at he was wearing, making an awfully disgusted face ( but he couldn’t see that with his back facing her ).
“I don’t want you to embarrass yourself any longer, but that shirt looks horrible on you.”
She bluntly commented when she made it over to him before even giving a greeting, not noticing that there were customers around ( it wouldn’t have stopped her from saying that, though ). Although, she was not one to judge someone by what they wore, she truly honestly thought that shirt belonged in the trash can.
( daseuls )
Harumi had promised to go shopping with the latter before, but she never actually put the time out to do so. So, today, she fixed her schedule so that she could spend the day with Daseul. It was not very often that the atavist did so, but she looked at the younger as if she was her sister ( she dearly missed her sister who was in Japan, so Daseul was almost like a replacement one ). Harumi never told her that, though, worried that it might scare the latter and make her leave. She always had constant fears of people leaving her--it always happened.
“So, what did you want to buy?”
The brunette asked as they were walking down the marble flooring, window shopping. Although she was the daughter of a fashion business, she never truly cared too much about it. Her attire were always simple because she liked to feel comfortable in whatever she wore, although quite expensive--having an image to uphold. She could not walk around dressed like a hobo, she simply would not be caught dead looking like one.
( volteina )
Ever heard of study buddies? Harumi and Reina were almost considered to be each other’s study buddy, if you called sitting next to each other with the little words that they would say to one another. Reina spoke most of the time and Harumi would always give the cold shoulder ( being who she was ). It would be a lie that Harumi did not enjoy the lady’s presence in the library because it felt less lonely. The atavist was never good at speaking or initiating a conversation, but she really did want to get to know the other despite the cold front she had.
“What are you studying for?”
Breaking the silence with her inquiry. The only topics they ever conversed about were related to school, never drifting out of the lane. Harumi, actually for once, was interested in the lady because she had been with her all this time studying, trying to talk to her and had never once complained.
Plot where MUSE A and MUSE B have been dating for a few months but break up early in the relationship. MUSE A has been lying their whole relationship and was glad to be done with it while MUSE B falls fast and has unfortunately, fell for MUSE A hopelessly. Though MUSE B still loves MUSE A they just want them to be happy, and while MUSE A is out partying, getting laid, etc, they believe they still have some type of ownership over MUSE B so jealousy comes into play. They don’t want the same for MUSE B so they begin sabotaging any glimmer of happiness MUSE B finds. Eventually MUSE B finds out about what MUSE A has been doing and things can go from there whichever direction you take it.
( felinon )
The first time Harumi met Vernon was on a rainy day. She had ran into the man as it was pouring out and found him without an umbrella or any means of shelter. Something drew her to him and she never found out why--whether it be his features or personality. It seemed like he had nowhere to go so she had took him back to her apartment and warmed him up. She was a bit weak when it came to those who looked so innocent and vulnerable, so she had helped him out. Now, they met every now and then at a cafe. She never told him much about herself ( her mere name and her occupation as a student ), but they still met up because she was intrigued by him.
“Sorry, there was traffic.”
She was never late to anything, but today was an exception because there was a terrible car accident on the way here despite her leaving thirty minutes early. Harumi was sincerely sorry and would not mind treating him to a drink to make it up. “I’m going to grab a black coffee, do you want something?”
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(105692 )
The first thing she always did on a weekend was run out her apartment ( figuratively, of course ) to grab her favorite drink: black coffee. She relied on the caffeine as if her life depended on it even when it was slowly eating her health away, nevertheless, she enjoyed her drink. Harumi lived her life without having anyone telling her what to do, so she always spoiled herself with little things every now and then. In this case, it was her overindulgence of caffeine. She conveniently stocked up coffee drinks in her refrigerator in times when she did not feel like taking it hot and had many different types of coffee from different places when she made small trips. Her frame was now inside the cafe and she walked over to the counter to make her order. She stepped aside from the counter to wait for her coffee to be made. An employee was calling out for the lady next to her, but she seemed to be daydreaming. Harumi sighed as she poked at the woman and voiced out,
“Can’t you hear? That’s your order.”
I am not violent. I am not malicious. I am a result.
Death,
The Book Thief
ᴘᴀsᴛ ᴀᴄϙᴜᴀɪɴᴛᴀɴᴄᴇs
( j-aebeom )
High school was something that brought back bad memories. It was probably one of her most loneliest years--not that she never felt that way before. People never understood her, although it was her fault for the way she acted around strangers. But, she also liked to blame the fact that she was even brought out into this cruel world. Her parents never loved her ( or it’s what she thought ) and only raised her because she would be the heir to the family business, being the more capable one of the two sisters.
Her mind was clouded with all those thoughts in mind, not knowing the reason why. She never cried except for that one accident in the past, but at times like this, it would be nice to just let loose and let it all out. Harumi let out a long sigh before she got up to return the book that she was reading to the correct shelf in the library. With the book enclosed in her hands, she walked over to her destination. There was a man standing there as if he was waiting for her almost, but it was highly unlikely ( being mere strangers ). She took a step closer and examined his features. Almost wanting to walk away after identifying who he was ( because she did not want to acquaint herself with the past ), she remembered she was here to return her book and for no more reason. She did so and walked a few steps away before she made a spin, turning back to the man.
“Aren’t you--”
Hesitation made her stop from speaking the next few words, but it was more leaning towards the fact that she did not remember his name. She knew who he was, but was unable to associate his face with a name.
̶ᴋ̶ɪ̶ʟ̶ʟ̶ ̶ᴍ̶ᴇ̶ ʜᴇᴀʟ ᴍᴇ
( haellme )
It was another day, so typical, so boring. The atavist was simply in the library, studying--as per usual. Her eyes scanned the words on the page of her chemistry book which simply made no sense to her. She was staring at the page with no intake of the knowledge as she was worn out from studying. It had not even been long ( merely about 3 hours ). Feeling a bit stuffy in the library, she left her books on the table, grabbing only her phone ( nothing would be stolen with the librarian’s eye watching it as she did this every so often ) and walked out to the staircases that led to the roof.
Her footsteps were getting lighter as she walked up, feeling better walking around after sitting in one place for so long. Although she had a fear of heights,the roof was a nice place where she could sit there and gaze at the clouds, loosening up her heavy thoughts. The brunette’s hand, with a firm grasp, opened the door and swung it wide open. Her eyes was met with man’s back standing on the very edge of the roof’s platform. Is he trying to commit suicide? What do I do? She was never good at comforting people, but this was something she truly had never prepared for: saving someone. With her soft and fragile voice she said,
“W-what are you doing up there?”
❝ Better to light a candle than to curse the darkness.
[ x x x ]
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Who was the one to propose: They would both be confused about their relationship at first, but Kiyong is more likely to be the one to propose to her.
Who stressed more over wedding planning: Harumi would be stressed over it more because he’s always out and missing in action due to his job. She would have probably brought up stopping the marriage all together because of his constant outings.
Who decorated the house: They both would decorate the house and bicker over every little thing because of their stupid prides.
Who is more organized: Definitely Harumi. She is a neat freak as absolutely despises seeing disorder. Her apartment is constantly being cleaned and organized all the time.
Who initiates bedroom fun: Kiyong. Harumi dislikes the idea of being affectionate and touchy, so he would have to initiate it.
Who suggested kids first: Neither. He would be too busy with his occupation and she wouldn’t like the idea of being a stay-at-home-mom and taking care of the children alone. Kiyong and Harumi would always be away for their jobs and only see each other every now and then.
Who’s more dominant: They both have a big ego and would always try to be more dominant than the other.
Who’s the cuddler: They probably would not cuddle often, but Kiyong seems to be more of the cuddler when he is in a committed relationship.
What’s their favorite non-sexual activity: They would go to a shooting range and challenge each other, fighting over who’s better at aiming.
Who kills the spiders: Harumi would kill them before anything happens. They wouldn’t argue over something like this, however.
Who falls asleep first: Probably Harumi because with Kiyong being a bodyguard, he would feel a need to protect her.
Who is louder? They can both be loud when they argue, but Kiyong has a more a resounding voice.
Who is more experimental? Neither, they wouldn’t have the time to do anything because Kiyong would be too busy and Harumi would be out working and reading, drinking her coffee alone.
Who usually initiates things? Kiyong would have to initiate most things because Harumi doesn’t make the first move, being afraid or not wanting to.
Who is more sensitive? They are both sensitive, but Kiyong would be more because of his work. Stress from work and his co-workers would make him more sensitive.
Who has the most patience? They both have the same amount of patience, but Harumi would probably have it more because Kiyong is more likely to get infuriated with Harumi and her stubborn ways.
