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cheiian:

@seeswonders ( sc. for Xue ) 

                 ❝I never knew that you could pull a JOKE like that, I am surprised, Xue❞ his laugh was bright like a bell - and it was not unusual for him to laugh like this but indeed unusual for him to laugh at something Xue meant as a JOKE. ❝why did you never do that before?❞  

                “ I AM GLAD there’s still some things i can surprise you with. ” smile swept across pale lips as there was much enjoyment from seeing his friend so happy, even more so that he was the source. “ what? there was simply nothing to joke about before, or you yourself took care of that. ”

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My name is Tang Thirty-Six, what’s your name? 

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“you lose”

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luhan as chen changsheng  🌠  fighter of the destiny

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avoir elle est avoir les étoilés (to have her is to have the stars)

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cheiian:

                 he did not pay attention to WHAT KIND of insects it was – and he did not care because as soon as she asked what he was doing, he laughed. ❝this … this is going to be our house … hmh, it is still small and we can not live in it but … when we have enough money I will build us exactly this house to live in❞ he explained, fingers again wandering to the ANNOYING itch to scratch it while the other pointed at the small building he had built. ❝it needs some…work but it looks good, does it not?❞

                        OUR HOUSE. words he said so casually she was almost taken aback, but -- still soft pink dusted over porcelain surface as his plan was explained. a house for both of them to live in. what a blissful thought. “ i think i’d like that VERY MUCH. ” smile appeared ‘pon rosy lips as head was dipped as to make a show of getting a better look at the structure. “ i think it’s perfect. ”

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me: i need a good picture of mins.eok pinterest: how about we murder you instead

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cheiian:

                 ❝I would not call it SUFFERING –❞ he muttered out those words before he tilted his head to the side. Fingers pulling on the hem of his shirt. ❝I am not on best terms with insects, that is all. It is my own fault. I went into the woods for something and came back with stings - A LOT of them❞

                “ what kinds of insects? ” wheels of her mind turning, so ready with a number of solutions for his problem. ( wanted to help as all. ) attention then turned to what she originally approached him for, bright orbs blink as they took in the assortment of foliage strewn before him. “ what is all this? ”

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cheiian:

@seeswonders ( sc. ) 

                 ❝NOTHING❞ he replied while he continued to work on what he was doing. Building something ( not quite obvious WHAT ) out of small branches and leaves – every now and then, lifting up fabric of his clothing to scratch a nasty bug bite he had caught while searching for the things he needed for his little project. Hands stopped working when she was with him, looked at it herself and Ki was quick to pull fabric down again. ❝it is not that bad -❞

                         HEAD WAS TILTED as she was denied more of her careful inspection. “ really? ” lips pursed, honeyed gaze wanders up to meet his. noted expression letting him know she wasn’t buying his words. “ you seem to be suffering quite a bit a few minutes ago. ”

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❂ ( from Ki @ Ji Eun )

                     OBSERVANT GAZE took notice of constant repetition, hand going to his side every so often, and now she was more than curious but concern laced nature taking hold. “ something bothering you? ” nimble fingers remove his own to lift up thin fabric from area of discomfort. ah. quiet breath of understanding as she inspected the small blemish intruding upon his skin. “ i think i have something that might help you. ”

@cheiian too lazy to tag

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💞💖💘💗💓❤️💕

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                                               IN LIFE !

HER HEART WAS TOO BIG...

AHN JI-EUN COULD ALWAYS consider herself blessed. she was born to a mother who adored her, a grandmother who taught her so many different things as she grew. cooking, sewing, any skill a woman of her standing would need. but she also adored the written word, teaching herself to read -- and to draw. she would draw on just about any surface she could until there was nothing left. but those were not anything compared to what her grandmother taught her, something she treasured and was determined to master above all else: healing. small, rural village next to the sea, there was a dire need for such a service. her grandmother before her was the best thing to happen to their home -- she knew so much, any cure to treat any ailment, medicines that would help anyone. ji-eun was always so in awe and when she was old enough, the day her grandmother insisted she learn such things too, the girl was more an ecstatic. a chance to help those in need, was more than enough for her. 

THE LOVE SHE GAVE...

JI-EUN loved to meet others, very much in tune with her desire to help them. rural though her home may be, it saw many visitors, passersby just traveling through, she greeted all she could. befriended those open enough to her kindness. it was how she met MYO KI, whom she became fast friends with ---- grew to love even. ki was everything she cherished and much more. kindness to know no bounds, a smile to brighten even the darkest days, his very presence was something she found herself looking forward to day after day. their love was precious, and their courtship even more so. it was the small gifts left on her doorstep, the small paintings she gave him in return. the grand adventures he had been on that she was told of while they sat in each other’s company by the sea or in a quiet spot in the forest. the love woven between each melodic note his voice released in every song he sang for her. ji-eun would not, could not know how to express such happiness than of her time spent with him. she often wondered what she did to deserve him. truly, she did nothing but offer herself to others, to take care of them. she hardly thought of herself as anything more. but she felt, in his eyes, she was so much more. it was in the way he held her, spoke to her, the gentle touches they shared. ji-eun could’ve gone on with him forever.

THE BLOOD SHE SHED...

SHE SUPPOSED ALL good things come to an end. she knew all things ended eventually. but she never wanted things to end like this. in violence and bloodshed and fire. it had been such a nice day too, with the warm summer sun mixed with the salty breeze blown in from the ocean. it was almost perfect. but perfect ended the moment a group of bandits begun to attack the village. they were merciless, bloodthirsty, and took whatever they desired. men, woman, and children were cut down where they stood. blood stained the earth that day, and she feared it would never end. fearsome man demanded entrance into her home and a brave heart shuttered with unrelenting fear stood up to him. she told him no, threatened him while she held nothing to threaten with. mattered not, because her only answer lied with cold steel embedded deep within abdomen. thrown aside she was, body running colder by the second. there she lay in a pool of crimson, alone. she gasped for air to fill lungs desperately for someone to come to her aid. anyone. gaze wandered, saw nothing but the carnage of her home. tears fell, cascading down porcelain as the chilling realization that she would die. that she was alone, frightened, and above all she wished the one she loved so was here. where was he? she needed him. need for oxygen lessened, eyes fell closed. she was so tired, could not keep this going forever. it was there she finally took her last breath.

                                           IN DEATH !

AWOKE SHE DID, but not like she wanted. her heart ached, chest tightening as though it was breaking -- as though she lost a loved one. but she did. just as much as he had lost her. watched she did as MYO KI discovered her death. cried as he cried over the loss, and how she wanted to comfort him. how she wanted to let him know where she was. countless times she had reached out, and countless more he did not see her. it tortured her so. it was only because her spirit would not let him go -- would not let what precious thing they had go. all ji-eun wants is to talk to him once more, to tell him just how much he meant to her. FOR HIM TO SEE HER one last time. only then can she truly be at peace. 

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cheiian:

                 ❝y…you SAW?❞ oh no, this was not the best start, was it? he scolded himself for his stupidity, once he was home he would fall into a fit of cursing at himself, he knew it. ❝it was not THAT hard, I fell from … higher trees before❞ he tried to assure her before he closed his mouth the moment she leaned closer. Eyes followed her every movement and slowly, lips were pressed together, trying not to let out a whine about how she touched exactly the spot that HURT the most. ❝ouch❞ he just let out, eyes squeezing shit for a moment before he heard her voice again. 

                 ❝what exactly is that?❞ he asked carefully, fingers already reaching for the little thing she offered him. ❝did you make that?❞ Ki then questioned, small smile forming on his lips. ❝are you a HEALER?❞

                 “ I’M AFRAID SO... ” corner of mouth turned upwards, sugared tones try to find some lightness to the situation. palm still held forward with medicine waiting patiently for him. a simple nod that shook dark strands over her shoulders. “ it’s MEDICINE. my grandmother made it, she’s the healer in my village. i’m -- well i’m learning from her. ” his inquiry piqued alabaster features to redden only just. gaze lowering to grassy area where they sat. “ but it’s something i LOVE, to help those that need it. ” 

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cheiian:

                 HE HEARD HER VOICE and he wanted to jump up, pretend that he was okay but his head was throbbing and he felt as if his legs wouldn’t carry his weight just now. Gaze was raised to look at her when she knelt next to him – she was even prettier close-up. ❝I am fine … the fall was not THAT hard❞ Ki tried to laugh but instead hissed while hand was raised to his head again. 

                 ❝maybe…I hit my head, though❞ rubbed over now messed up black hair. ❝I was not CAREFUL enough for once - it had to happen sooner or later❞

                          LIPS PURSE FROM CONCERN, head tilted at his words, “ it seemed awfully hard from what i saw. ” noticed how he favored side of his head, expression contorted in pain. hand raising slowly, “ MAY I? ” though did not wait for permission before beginning to treat him. leaning closer, gentle fingers run through messy black strands, already feeling a bump forming. quiet hum of discontent as lips pressed together. 

                           she reached into pocket as she leaned back, pulling out a small bottle. tipping it to let one small tablet fall into soft palm. holding it out to him, “ here -- take this. it’ll help with the pain. ”