@arstocrat UNPOPULAR OPINIONS

1. ppl should remember to SOFT BLOCK when they unfollow a mutual. It’s really ... something else when you see you lost a follower and then realise it was a mutual that you then have to go ahead and unfollow too. Even worse, when you don't have an extension that tells you who you are mutuals with and who not, then you have to check it all individually and -- yeah, remember to soft block when you unfollow a mutual uwu 

2. smth not rp related but more directly only kp.op related: when will two certain fandoms realise that the groups they support, love each other and would really feel bad if they knew how UGLY the arguments get sometimes. I am sad that fanwars are still a thing like... support what you love and stop hating on things you don’t like, it’s not that hard and I promise, not hating on smth and thus having more time to love your faves is rly nice!

    Xiaoli stopped breathing, stopped thinking - now, only if he could stop existing as a whole. Fate was fucking with him, it had to be... it always was. "You're kidding me," he muttered looking at his soul mate's hand - ah, that sent a bitter taste to his mouth alright. In his years of living on this Earth... at least after his 17th birthday, he'd stopped believing he didn't deserve a soul mate. He felt sick. Xiaoli was about to freak out. "...I, uh, need to step out... for air..." he rasps, his head hanging low as he stumbles right out the front door.

        “ kyu, have you heard anything from julius lately ?  ” robin looks down, knowing that the answer is probably going to be no. it’s not common that the two speak, considering they can hardly speak without arguing. “ i’m starting to get worried about him .  ”

        ❛   yifei... did you pick the carrots from the garden yet?   ❜         he asks, chopping up the other vegetables for dinner.

        “ hey, dongsub. wait up a sec .  ” youngjae is jogging to catch up with dongsub, reaching out just a little to touch his classmate’s arm. he’s been trying to grab dongsub’s attention since class ended with little to no luck. “ i- hang on, can i talk to you for a second? it’s important .  ”

how you feel // accepting ( @arstocrat ) 

     Deep breaths, Jiseok, keep breathing... Jiseok growled, low in his chest as he hides his face in his hands. The angel wanted to cry, scream and rip everything to shreds - especially the black feathers on the floor. His back felt sore, the feeling new with how his wings were starting to reject him. Hearing the door starting to open, Jiseok could only bark out a simple angry, "Get the fuck out! Don’t look at me!"