Feb 20, 2019
me logging onto d*scord to tell @eternlty about ANOTHER great headcanon i have about my muse getting their ass ate by her muse:
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me logging onto d*scord to tell @eternlty about ANOTHER great headcanon i have about my muse getting their ass ate by her muse:
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this was something that bongsoo was used to and it was something that he quite liked. there was often dinners with jaemin in his place, cooking together; the masses. it, to be quite honest, was too cute for the masses, and was definitely something that couples do. but, that was not a thing that those two were, even if it was something that truly made bongsoo’s heart ache just thinking about it. they had just sat down at the table and bongsoo was about to pick up the chopsticks, but he put them back down. “jaemin,” his voice soft. “i love you.”
mistletoe + bongsoo/jaemin + accidental
send me ‘ mistletoe ’ for my muse’s response to being underneath mistletoe with your muse. specify whether it’s accidental or on purpose ⏤ accepting.
he wasn’t entirely sure how they ended up there, right underneath the mistletoe. his eyes looking upon jaemin, trying to determine if he should actually tell him that they were underneath the mistletoe currently. or if he should just let it go completely, move on, and pretend like it wasn’t a place that they were standing under; let it wash away from his memory. or.. maybe it would be something that bongsoo wouldn’t ever be able to wash away. but, his heart was telling to tell him to do so. would it be selfish for him to say something? he couldn’t except a kiss… even though he had, to be quite honest, wanted one from the beautiful one that stood before him. though, it would manage to slip out between his lips.
“look jaemin,” he says. “we’re underneath the mistletoe and you know what usually happens underneath the mistletoe…”
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idk if it’s all that Obvious that i’m bad at reacting to nice shit, but you’re too sweet, thanks love !!
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a quote you’d like to use to build a character on & a song you’d like to use to build an rp relationship on ♡
25. a quote you’d like to use to build a character on.
uhmmmmm i suppose maybe « she never looked nice. she looked like art and art wasn’t supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something. »
27. a song you’d like to use to build an rp relationship on.
atlantis by seafret because i love me some ANGST
⤷ roleplayer ask meme.
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ONE DRINK HAD TURNED TO TWO then four, then six, then eight --- han taesung was sufficiently buzzed by the time he finished his ninth drink, and he showed no signs of stopping at any point in the near future. he had made a bet with a friend earlier in the night of who could hold more drinks down before one passed out --- or, became reacquainted with the liquid in a different way. needless to say, taesung’s competitive nature jumped at the chance to do something reckless at a house-party.
“ quinn, i need another drink, ” taesung nearly whined as he tipped his empty bottle clear above his mouth. afterward, his gaze fell on the figure next to him. he had urged quinn to stay with him as he set out on his reckless endeavor. “ help me up. ”
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IF THERE WAS ONE THING zeren was good for, it was actively participating in each of his classes. no matter how disinterested he was in the material, nor how unattached from reality he felt, he made a point to answer the questions various professors posed. mostly, because no one else ever felt the need to do such. which, frankly, he couldn’t blame anyone. some questions asked were hardly worth the brain power that went toward answering in the first place.
that was, until andrew had wound up in a few of his classes. the two had fell into a rather strenuous routine of being the only two people in the entirety of the classroom to raise their hands when questions were asked, and a rivalry had formed. both in and out of the classroom.
zeren was sitting in the corner of his biology classroom, visually zoned out and hardly listening to the lecture when a question was thrown to the direction of the students in the room. and, like clockwork, zeren’s hand shot up with the assumption that he knew the answer.