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hullo, i am back from the dead and here to give your babies some love. so like this reverse starter call and i’ll come check out your tags and respond to some stuff. 

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Photographer Jomayra Texeira

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size difference™

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prince.

prince is a tricky one to understand. he loves hard and he loves fierce, but he gets scared and pushes people away. he can’t be who he wants to be thanks to overwhelming pressure from his father, and it makes him shut himself off. no-one wants to be anyone’s dirty little secret, right ? everyone’s better off with someone who can show them off, not someone who keeps them hidden. so he doesn’t blame keir for finding someone else, but that doesn’t mean it’s not shattering his heart in the process. “ hm ? yeah, yeah i’m fine. all good. ” he lies, fake smile on his features nowhere close to reaching his eyes. “ what is he like ? is he nice ? ” 

that’s definitely a fucking lie, keir thinks when prince tells him he’s ~fine~. does anyone honestly believe that bullshit   ?   and did prince really think him as that gullible   ?   keir might never understand some people’s naïveté. and then comes that horrifically fake smile prince tries to pull and god. why is this suddenly so hard for keir to deal with ?  ‘   well, he’s  ..  something, i guess. a good lay   ?   nice enough   ?   kind of hard to find to find mr. perfect around here.   ’   it’s an honest answer, though keir had stopped looking a long time ago, mostly because he had already found him. 

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kunwoo.

being alone, feeling alone was an awful experience. when he gets like this, he finds himself crawling back to keir for comfort. to be close to someone for a moment without judgment. silence falls, kunwoo’s eyes are shut as he laid beside the other male. kunwoo who was always willing to fight the fight alone was here next to keir asking for something. admitting things he would never admit to someone else. it’s not like they are dating, why was he holding the male like this? because no one like to be alone. not even the male who swears he’s going to be okay by himself. everything had been hard for him and stress weighed him down.  things that normally felt so controlled wasn’t anymore. the only place he felt okay, the only place he wanted to be was right here. he soaked up the warmth or someone else being near him. soaked up having someone tucked against his body. nothing is said for a long time and that’s okay for him. his fingers moving along the body that he held to his own. when he agrees to stay he can’t help but sigh softly. tonight must be a night for first because he mumbled a soft “i’m sorry– thank you for staying.”

the thing is, keir doesn’t exactly want to talk about this. he doesn’t want to feel any of the things he is right now, especially when the both of them knew their interactions were really only for sex. someone like keir could never be deserving of such levels of affection, much like the one he was experiencing right now. ninety-nine percent of the time keir almost always just left, but this time it was kunwoo who sought him out to stay. he’s a little uncomfortable in kunwoo’s hold like this, wrapped tightly in a cage of arms as he tries to steady his breathing. he feels oddly responsible for whatever mood the other male is in, though, which is why he even stays in the first place. what was troubling kunwoo’s pretty little mind   ?   what made him seek out keir to comfort himself during this time, one of the most emotionally detached people probably in this entire city   ?   keir finds himself quiet, though, saying and doing nothing to call him out.  ‘   it’s okay  ..  ’   keir whispers, knowing full and well that it probably wasn’t. he’s just too tired right now to deal with it.  ‘   we don’t have to talk about it.   ’

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minhwan.

he wouldn’t admit it, but he did feel his heart break a little when keir allowed him to leave. he looks at the other for a moment before he got dressed, lips pressed into a thin line as he didn’t have anything else to say. he did as he was told and left, a soft sigh leaving his lips as he closes the door behind him. he feels his heart break more and more with each step that he takes, only to curse himself because he asked for this. “fuck it,” he mumbles to himself as he makes his way to his next destination to collect the goods. it’s a risky job, but what harm could be done?

it isn’t until weeks later that he finds himself bruised and starving, but he’s being a pain in the ass as well. when they threaten to hurt him, he only urges them more, resulting in fresher purples and blues. the house is quiet, there isn’t any sign of the men that had taken him away. minhwan’s locked away in a room and he sits at the corner, sunlight barely shining into the cold room as his finger draws random shapes on the ground. he finds himself thinking about keir a lot, but there isn’t any way that he could possibly meet him right now. he’s exhausted, his cheeks were sunken in and he barely has the energy to keep his eyes open any more.

keir was not an inherently worrying man. often times his relationships fizzled out and he never contacted them again, much as they did the same. something about the way that minhwan had literally just disappeared made keir feel uneasy. it was unlike the other male to not contact him after a week, two weeks. he’s anxious. after 17 days of hearing nothing, seeing nothing, knowing nothing about the other male’s whereabouts, keir is genuinely worried. something might have happened to minhwan. 

it takes him an entire night, starting from the day minhwan left his apartment, tracing his steps from any possible street camera he could get his hands on. even secure police cctv cameras   (   which were a piece of cake, all things considered   )   were available for him to get his hands on. finally, finally when he finds where minhwan had entered a suspicious looking building without seeing him leave, he knew he had found the other male. he could be in danger. maybe he had no right to take care of the situation, but it doesn’t seem to stop him from driving there immediately, in the middle of the night.

when he finds minhwan, looking fragile and impossibly disheveled, he rushes to the other male. he doesn’t even care he could be putting himself in danger, keir wasn’t going to let minhwan get hurt anymore. he rushes into the room, breathless and shaking a little as he kneels down on the ground, hand reaching out to gently to brush few strands of hair that had fallen into minhwan’s face.  ‘   min  ..   ’   keir whispers quietly, pained at the view in front of him even though he couldn’t figure out why he did any of this in the first place. 

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keir’s apartment is almost always pitch black when he comes home, but he’s much too attentive for his own good. he shuffles into his kitchen, switching the light on before he presses his automatic coffee maker on. he sighs audibly, hands running down his face in exasperation before they fall onto his hips.  ‘   do you want coffee   ?   ’   keir asks loudly, addressing the man sitting on his bed in the other room.   @jamisvus​

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prince.

open to: m & nb   /   plot: “ we were an item but i’m in the closet and couldn’t commit so we ended things, and now you’re seeing someone else. ”

a soft, pink lower lip trembles as he glances at the other, brown hues scanning their face, taking in every detail. he knows he should have kept his distance, he knows he shouldn’t have gotten attached, but he did it anyway and now he’s forced to face the consequences. “ y-you mean … ” prince cards a shaky hand through cherry coloured locks, fearing the answer to the question on his lips. “ you’re — seeing someone else ? ” he’s always been a bit of a trickster, a sarcastic and feisty individual, but he’s a marshmallow underneath that front. he’s soft, he’s vulnerable, and now he’s heartbroken.

‘   yeah  ..  that’s what i just said,   ’   keir responds, eyes narrowing as he watches prince react to learning this. he seems .. upset, clearly. what was keir supposed to do   ?   wait around forever for prince to decide if he wanted to be with keir or not   ?   he goes back and forth with himself to last an entire lifetime and he didn’t need it if he could control it. truthfully, it wasn’t even serious between keir and his boyfriend. especially considering he wanted to move to china and keir, well, keir didn’t. and he wasn’t, so. he didn’t need to tell prince that, arms crossing as he tilts his head.  ‘   are you okay   ?   ’

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sanghyun.

open to : f / m / nb muse : kim sanghyun —  business student & heir of failing family company .  plot : based on this post !

     “ JUST COME here , “ the words fell softly from sanghyun’s lips as her blinks up at the other. it had started innocently enough, he woke up to the distraught sounds of his best friend mid nightmare and impulsively did the only thing he could think of and pull them into his arms. from then on our the pair had found themselves sharing a bed each night. truth was he’d do anything for them and if this was the only way to keep the nightmares at bay so be it. not that he minded the closeness, though he’d never outwardly admit it. “ it’s like 2 am , we both should already be asleep … “ he holds his arms out to them from his spot in the middle of the bed. 

it wasn’t keir’s fault he couldn’t sleep, his mind conjuring terrible and torturous images that often had him confusing between illusion and reality. the both of them had figured out a way to prevent at least some of them, though there were ones that slipped through the cracks, the persistent foreshadowing of his ridiculous life. keir wordlessly rolls over from his spot on the very edge of the bed to face sanghyun. his half-lidded eyes blink slowly a couple times, and he swallows before shifting his body against the other male’s frame.  ‘   you should sleep, sanghyun-ah,   ’   keir mutters softly.

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“I’m good at reading people. My secret , I look for the worst in them.”

Mr. Robot (2015– ) S01E01

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Billy Boyd Cape - a wander through Hong Kong

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minhwan.

“yeah, i did– and now i’m sayin’ i wanna stop.” his decision was very contradictive to what he wanted, but he didn’t like feeling vulnerable every time he finds out keir had some kind of relationship with someone else. minhwan sat on the edge of the bed, his hair sticking to his forehead as he steadied his breathing. keir was one of the best that he ever had and he didn’t want to admit it, but he wasn’t used to… feeling. especially not when his father was close to finding out about him seeing men. “i gotta job to do and i won’t be here for at least a couple weeks,” he murmured, already thinking about the items that he had to deliver by hand. “i’m sure you can find someone else when i’m gone.”

‘   whatever,   ’   keir comments, fingers reaching up to tap against his keyboard gently, monitors whirring to life. maybe he’ll delve into minhwan’s life, see all of the details he could find. not to ruin the kid’s life or anything, but just to satisfy his own curiosity. despite his nonchalant front, a small voice inside of keir mocks himself;  ‘look at that, another one leaving.’   he wishes he were anyone else.  ‘   i’m sure i can find someone else, too. don't forget to shut the door when you leave.   ’

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kunwoo.

OPEN STARTER.

open to: m / f / nb muse: kunwoo  based on: we used to date ( or just fwb ) and now we’re sorta friends who still beat around the bush. tonight, however, i show up at your place bc i’m going through some shit. i don’t want to have sex i just want to lay in the bed and hold you bc i don’t want to be alone…please just let me sleep here.

           why was he there? he didn’t want to be alone, not right now with his own thoughts. coming to the other was a bit of last choice and option. anyone else would question, want to know what was wrong. all he wanted, was to hold someone, not be alone and most of all, not think. as he dropped into the bed beside the other, his arm is snaking around the small frame. pulling the body close to his own as he shut his eyes. “i don’t want anything– i just want to hold you.” he knows that it might seem wrong, especially given that sometimes they ended up having sex. this time was different, he really wanted to hold someone. he didn’t want to be left alone with the thoughts he was having. settling in the bed beside the other, he felt at ease. his thoughts were no longer racing or in overdrive. he finally relaxed, felt at ease. “sorry for showing up like this– but i really just needed someone.” kunwoo was a man who never would admit to needing someone. a big flaw in the man, yet here he was being so honest with the other. 

keir wasn’t exactly sure what to say in this situation, especially when kunwoo admits he needed someone. he had never heard anything of the like spoken by the male, didn’t think it was possible for him to need anyone. though here he is, wrapped around keir like they were together again. keir is quiet more out of surprise than nervousness, since he was almost completely comfortable with himself around the other male. his body remains frozen in place, fitting easily against kunwoo’s larger frame, and he feels oddly safe. keir had so much turmoil and inconsistency in his life, and kunwoo had been the only person in his life who could provide that comfort. he had never thought, though, that kunwoo would be the first to come back. he shifts one of the hands tucked under his head to rest on top of kunwoo’s wrapped tightly around his waist. keir was oddly trying to comfort kunwoo now, something he was rarely seen doing.  ‘   okay ..   ’   keir whispers quietly, agreeing to staying with the other male for as long as he needed.