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     The young female made her way through the crowd, earbuds in ears, mildly jiving to the music playing on her phone. She was the upbeat type and easily got lost in her own world, making her behavior nothing out of the norm when her favorite beat drop rang in her ears, eliciting a shuffle of her feet, though the action caused her to bump into an innocent bystander, which also wasn’t anything out of the norm.       Pausing her actions, she immediately jerked the earbuds out of her ears, and looked at the stranger she’d hit by accident. Much to her surprise, he was tall, handsome... and oddly familiar looking, causing a cant of her head and a furrowed brow. “I’m... really sorry. Sometimes I forget about my surroundings when I’m wrapped in my own head. You good?”

🌸     "stop moving! you’re making this shot difficult.”

anouhea’s words were accompanied by a laugh as she tried to capture a photo of yongguk with her polaroid camera. but, leave it to him to be busy paying more attention to the art hanging in the window of the now closed store than to her desire to take a picture. so just going with the ‘screw it’ mentality, she went about with snapping away, not caring if it was blurry or not. it adds to the artistic quality, he had told her once and it wasn’t as though he was usually wrong. taking hold of the small image that her camera spat out, she went about shaking it gently as she joined him in front of the darkened window that was only illuminated by the street lights. the piece was definitely something worth looking at, but it was also keeping them from the engagement they had that involved not only several rounds of soju, but cheese chicken as well. “how aesthetic,” she claimed, looking down at the now developed photo of him in her hands. sure enough it was mildly out of focus, but he had been smiling. “i’m going to keep this one. but come on.”

Idol Life Starter Sentences

It’s not my fault, he wanted to say; I’m still not good at this. Except that it’d been quite a long time since Jungkook became a recognizable idol and that excuse definitely got too outdated for his current experience, he realized.

Send me a ‘✉’ for five times my muse didn’t text yours, and one time they did. | @bangchrome | Status: Accepting!

[ ✉ ➟ byg ] Heyyy 

(  Message failed to be sent ! )

[  ✉  ➟ byg ] Wait did you get my last text? i think i have bad signal

(  Message failed to be sent ! )

[  ✉  ➟ byg ] Its not going FUCK

(  Message failed to be sent ! )

[  ✉  ➟ byg ] IM TRYING TO TEXT YOU 

(  Message failed to be sent ! )

[  ✉  ➟ byg ] IM SO PISSED OFF WHY DO I PAY EXPENSIVE PHONE SERVICE IF THIS DOESNT WORK??? FUCKKKK

(  Message failed to be sent ! )

[  ✉  ➟ byg ] FUCK YOU

origin: wordstuck.co.vu promptsfrom: @bangchromestatus: accepting  

boketto: to gaze vacantly into the distance without thinking or doing anything.

It’s a cliche, a terribly old one, but she thinks cities always look better when the sun is out of sight and the sky is vibrant with colours: pinks and oranges, yellows and blues. It’s a cliche, one she may not openly admit to, but she thinks there’s nothing quite like viewing rolling traffic and crowds of people from a floor so high up — Hyolyn can see them but they can’t see her and sometimes, that’s fine. Sometimes, she wants these moments to pass slower or perhaps, freeze time right here, right now as she stands on a barely populated floor while the buzz of life is neverending just below her. It’s a pause to everything: a pause to being Hyolyn, a pause to being Hyojung; a pause to greet cameras and exchange introductions, a pause to breathe and realize this time, she’ll do it alone — today, tomorrow and from then onwards. It shouldn’t come as a surprising thing but sometimes, the thought becomes just a little more pronounced in her head. For now, however, it’s white noise and for the first time in months, she tunes out entirely.

Even from his presence, unconsciously, without ill intentions but her mind doesn’t bother sending messages to her body — to move, to speak, to focus. She looks on, vacantly, towards a moving city and a fading sun, the coolness of the glass upon which her forehead rested on providing better comfort than a moving fan might. Still, she registered absently that when the time is right, she will turn to where others are and greet them brightly, boldly just like Kim Hyolyn usually does. If it’s just him, she’ll apologise for not having done so sooner and claim her head was in the clouds albeit it being.. well—nowhere, really. 

Namsan Tower’s lights flicker on. From a slightly opened window somewhere to the side, she hears the enthusiastic yells of crowds. Below, a shower of flashing lights begin and that seems to be her cue — immediately, too suddenly, she snaps out of it as if she wasn’t even caught in a mindless trance. 

Yongguk is there. Not too close but not too far either and for a moment, she thinks he, too, may be lost in thought or lost nowhere in particular. He seems it on a first glance and for a brief moment, she stares, a little surprised but uncertain as to why exactly. If that was the case, he doesn’t make it too obvious once he looks towards her as if feeling her gaze. Hyolyn corrects her expression and though she has a proper greeting ready, someone cuts it short by calling her over. A little perplexed, she moves off after giving a quick “hello” and a bow, all coupled with an apologetic smile.

origin: character development questionsfrom: @bangchromestatus: not accepting

Are they addicted to anything at all? Do they crave something when they haven’t had it in a while? Has this ever endangered them or others?