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( ✉ → sms ) the party was horrible but at least ikm drunk lol ( ✉ → sms ) whyj don’t oyu fuckign miss me???? ( From Yonah obv )

〈 ꜱᴍꜱ︰ yonah 〉 what party?? i wasn’t invited ㅠㅡㅠ〈 ꜱᴍꜱ︰ yonah 〉 i was sleeping, i can’t miss you when i’m asleep. hmpf

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                                         let’s   bury   your   heavy   thoughts   in   a   pile   of   sand   ,                                          bathe      in      sunbeams       &       hold      my      hand       .                                          wash      your      insecurities      in      the      salty      sea     ,                                                                   &   let   me   see   you   shine   .

                   reblog   for   a   sentence   starter   from   a   random   muse   //   template   credit

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i really, really want a plot where muse a is a naive, sweet, romantic, whimsical little thing with a whole lot of optimism and sunshine in their veins and muse b is the complete opposite; a total player who has someone new in their bed every weekend and hates responsibilities and just spends a lot of their time fucking around. somehow these two have been friends for a while, despite their differing personalities, and one day muse a ends up having to move out of their apartment due to a fire or an infestation or something and muse b is the one who offers to put them up for the time being. it’s all well and good except muse a has terrible nightmares constantly and one night muse b is sick and tired of it (and deep down a little concerned) so gets into bed with muse a until they stop crying and shaking and fall asleep in muse b’s arms instead. cue awkward muses sleeping in the same bed every night and it actually helping muse a a lot with the nightmares, and lots of cuddling and feelings ensue. muse b, being the player they are, are terrified of the idea of liking someone but muse a is pretty much already head over heels and ANGST !!

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@130mo2d

«« sms :: park so ra »» i know exactly who i am, that’s why i have doubts  ㅋ «« sms :: park so ra »» you sound experienced. tell me about it «« sms :: park so ra »» anyway, i feel like no one would believe my profile… wouldn’t it be funny to fake catfish someone?  ㅋ

〈 ꜱᴍꜱ︰ dean 〉 i feel like it’s really shallow.. 〈 ꜱᴍꜱ︰ dean 〉 if you’re looking for something serious then it shouldn’t be like flipping through a catalog 〈 ꜱᴍꜱ︰ dean 〉 wah.. you’re terrible !! ㅋㅋ

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@130mo2d ( ... )

«« sms :: park so ra »» i'll blame boredom... «« sms :: park so ra »» and i'm tired of being single too «« sms :: park so ra »» haha i doubt that would work...

〈 ꜱᴍꜱ︰ dean 〉 are you having an identity crisis? 〈 ꜱᴍꜱ︰ dean 〉 you’re forgetting who you are ㅋㅋ 〈 ꜱᴍꜱ︰ dean 〉 don’t look on tinder oppa people might take advantage of you

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( ✉ → sms ) soooo, in your opinion, what are some of my best qualities? i need help writing my tinder bio.

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〈 ꜱᴍꜱ︰ dean 〉 what are you doing on tinder ㅋㅋㅋㅋ 〈 ꜱᴍꜱ︰ dean 〉 i think your name and picture will be enough

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TEXT MESSAGE STARTERS, PART TWO ! 

Send one of the prompts below to get a response from my muse.

wrong/random number texts: 

( ✉ → sms ) found your number written on a wall… should i erase it?

( ✉ → sms ) [random name here]? is this still your number?

( ✉ → sms ) pretty sure you dialed the wrong number, but thanks for the 13 drunk voicemails last night.

( ✉ → sms ) you don’t know me but i’m bored and texting random numbers, so hi!

( ✉ → sms ) you FUCKING asshole, i hope you know how much i hate you!!!

sad texts:

( ✉ → sms ) can you please distract me so i don’t cry in public?

( ✉ → sms ) everything hurts lately

( ✉ → sms ) thanks for trying to cheer me up, but it’s not working.

( ✉ → sms ) what makes you feel better when you’re sad?

( ✉ → sms ) i just need to vent…

drunk texts:

( ✉ → sms ) im not DRUNK waht amkes you thijnk that

( ✉ → sms ) cna you pick me up… and brign some shoess… i cant find mine

( ✉ → sms ) the party was horrible but at least ikm drunk lol

( ✉ → sms ) whyj don’t oyu fuckign miss me????

( ✉ → sms ) all i wnat to do right now is talkk to you

angsty texts:

( ✉ → sms ) please talk to me. please help me make this work.

( ✉ → sms ) i don’t think we should see each other again.

( ✉ → sms ) when will we admit we’re no good for each other…

( ✉ → sms ) just know i cared about you. i really did.

( ✉ → sms ) i don’t think things can ever go back to the way they were between us

misc texts:

( ✉ → sms ) why do you reply so slowwwwwww

( ✉ → sms ) help me choose a pizza topping please

( ✉ → sms ) don’t listen to any of the voicemails i sent last night. i was drunk.

( ✉ → sms ) you haven’t watched my snapchat story all day. what are you up to?????

( ✉ → sms ) i’ve had the same dream about you three times in a row, is that weird?

( ✉ → sms ) why is april fool’s the only day of the year where people critically evaluate news articles before accepting them as true?

( ✉ → sms ) soooo, in your opinion, what are some of my best qualities? i need help writing my tinder bio.

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Red Velvet (레드벨벳) - Kingdom Come

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@jyuhara

      A bad dream, she says? Her explanation doesn’t phase him as strange. on the contrary– it makes sense. When he’s had a nightmare…his day starts off on the wrong foot too. Fortunately, by now…he’s learned to take moments like that by long, easy strides. Maybe he could do something to make her day a bit better. He definitely had time to spare!       But before he knows it– she’s escaped. How long had he been standing there aimlessly? There’s an exasperated exhale, shoulders dropped as his eyes wander about the hall. At least no one had noticed, so he’s spared of the embarrassment this time. His right hand reaches up, slender fingers itching at the side of his head. Come to think of it– he hadn’t even heard an ounce of what she said. Today, he’s lost it. At this rate, if he showed up this spaced out at work, it would cause nothing but trouble.       Quickly, he turns and makes it out the building just minutes after her. He’s spotted her out from a distance and isn’t able to make out if she’s…walking or running…? Damn, he should really wear his glasses more often. “ Hey– wait !! “, he’s shouting out after her but isn’t certain if she’s heard. And so now he’s on a light jog until he’s reached her side, glancing over at her. “How about a coffee? Before I go to work– some company would be nice. Plus…, it’ll help you push through the rest of your day. “

         imagine her surprise in seeing him catch up beside her only a mere couple of minutes after she had already jogged half a block away from the apartment building. her speed comes to a slow, eyes slightly widened as they meet his, at a loss for words. since when had he become so persistent? the excuse she gave must’ve been the wrong choice; she should’ve known better than to give him the impression that she’s not feeling like herself. of course he wouldn’t allow her to be alone... yuhara has always been good for that     being there for her.

        pulling one headphone from her ear just in time to catch the invite, she can feel herself crumbling in on the promise she had made to herself to avoid him. he’s always just so sweet, and it’s so hard to resist. that must’ve been her exact same thought process last night, but she’s certain that won’t happen again. they were both drunk, and he doesn’t even remember. she can’t forget, but she can certainly pretend that she has. finally, caving in with a defeated sigh, she offers the smallest of smiles and nods once. 

        ❛ okay... sure, coffee. that sounds nice. ❛

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@whitelai

“a good, solid fun, huh? wow. i wish you’d elaborate further. and exactly what might you do?”  his tone fills up to the brink with utmost amount of mischief and disaster: the devilry! justifying whether or not he is or isn’t july isn’t his main objective, it’s her reaction that he’s getting in return to whatever (dis)information he’s providing. and to be honest, the girl seems like she’s done her research. be that as it may, it’s all the more reason to cage her in his hands in order to prevent any possible setbacks.

“i am bored.”  he moons through the seemingly languid air, enthusiasm in his voice tepid. july decides not to rush it; he’d rather put the situation into a slow cooker, letting it boil until he deems it’s the right time to open the lid. it’s not like he’d let this get away without having her come clean by the end of this theatrical, anyhow. he knows that she knows. or so he hopes, because if not…poor thing!

“i’ll give you a point for being bold, walking right up to some random dude to ask for their definition of ‘fun.’ that just might mean you want to stride into the nearest motel together. or maybe, you’re more of a hotel sorta girl?”

he narrows an eye through his set-off, a jab at her approach. the air’s dry, his laughs are dry, and probably her expression is as well by now. before she can muster another reply, he continues with eyes now seeping with bad blood: just slightly, with a side of smile still hanging by the corner of his mouth.  “or, is this just about gettin’ the dust? tell me which one it is, doll, and i just might play along.”

       the situation has spiraled far beyond her control     but then, it had been that way since the moment the risk was bravely taken in approaching him in the first place. of course, she hadn’t considered how it’d look from an outside perspective     in the eyes of someone who isn’t aware of her real intentions in carrying out something as scary as this. the innocent mind of a girl next door wouldn’t have thought of the way it’d appear. so, what now?  ❛ you ask a lot of questions. ❜ it’s the only response her brain can conjure up before the silence gave her away, buying herself some time to “elaborate”, as he had put it.

      ❛ is this your definition of fun? ❜ teasing her     yes, of course it was. the street thug was merely getting a kick at her expense. on the brightside, she was learning so much about his attitude and personality already, which, ironically enough, is exactly what she had come for. the motel jab sinks in, earning a twist of disgust in her expression, a final break in the calm facade she had been trying so desperately to maintain. to hell with it.  ❛ don’t flatter yourself. are girls like me ever interested in guys like you? ❜ sora knew he’d catch on to what she meant by girls like her. the good girl, modest type.

         the decision is made in the next instant to cut right to the chase, to spare herself of anymore humility for the sake of lai’s own entertainment.  ❛ i want in. i know you have a whole group you prowl around with, and i want in. what do i have to do? ❜ the writer’s expression became dead serious, but in the back of her mind she highly doubts that he’ll take her words serious. there’s no way it’d be this simple, but the worst thing he can do is shrug her off and shoo her away. it wouldn’t make any difference to her.

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“You’re so cute that I want to beat you up.”

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       ❛ oh… ❜ sora’s confused, to say the least, but at the same time, strangely flattered? this is girls generation’s own beautiful seohyun complimenting her. the scenario’s too surreal to process; more like a dream, and she’s not reacting fast enough. although it’s delayed, she offers a quick, polite bow and a shy smile, restraining a laugh at the well-intentioned threat. ❛ thank you, unnie     wow. but please don’t beat me up. i think you’re a lot tougher than i am, so it’s scary.❜

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K-Drama Starters:

“You’re so cute that I want to beat you up.”

“You’re not okay. Why do you act like you’re okay when you’re not?”

“I’m not acting cool. I am cool.”

“I bet she’d slap the person next to her for farting when she’s the one who farted.”

“I am so busy that I didn’t even remember that you didn’t call me for three days and thirteen hours.”

“I thought you were dumb, but I guess you’re not.”

“Yes, I don’t like you.”

“I can’t believe how much food she sent you. It’s not like a war’s breaking out.”

“So shut up and just live breathing through your silicone nose.”

“I know I shouldn’t be saying this to myself but I was really cool today.”

“Geez, you’re like the CSI. You’re sounding really smart.”

“You have no need to be sorry. You just need to shut your mouth.”

“Your existence is like a bomb.”

“Shut up, smart-ass.”

“Can I take a selfie right next to it?”

“What wrong have I ever done to you to make you pick on me like this?”

“If you like her so much, don’t just drool here. Go over there and drool on her too!”

“Can we pretend I beat you up?”

“I can’t bother you anymore so I’m going to bother everyone else.”

“How can you not like me? Are you on drugs?”

“Are you at a morgue? Do you need me to get you flowers?”

“Even though you have small eyes, you can see everything.”

“What if my chocolate abs melt?”

“Your shirt is see-through.”

“Would you like some chocolate milk?”

“Hey can you drive home like that?”

“Don’t threaten her to eat black bean noodles with you.”

“Why do you like horror movies so much?”

“Why am I your friend?”

“I always have plans, I just don’t have the courage.”

“If I don’t trip you, then I can’t hold your hand to prevent your fall.”

“Leave my underwear here.”

“I don’t like seeing people eat food that looks better than mine.”

“Put your phone away and put your eyebrows down.”

“It was good to see you in my dream.”

“I hope you’re not having a hard time because of me.”

“Do you perhaps have another secret? Like you’re actually a girl?”

“You can get hurt more from people you’re closer with.”

“I have to look good when I go to the hospital.”

“You’re perfect the way you are to me.”

“You looked sexy eating ramen.”

“Everyone has their own fetish. I don’t judge.”

“If I had that, I wouldn’t have anything else to wish for.”

“There’s only one person who shares the same heartbeat as you. It’s your soulmate.”

“Should we listen to our heartbeats to see if we’re soulmates?”

“You’re such an asshole.”

“I don’t know why you make me feel this way.”

“Usually dating is when things that I can do by myself are done with another person.”

“Don’t treat us like idiots just because we’re stupid!”

“You should only touch me if it’s absolutely necessary.”

“What good is it to make a girl laugh 100 times if she always goes to the one who makes her cry?”

“They’re making fun of me because I don’t have a mom.”

“Your face requires revenge.”

“At first I just seem shabby like scrap paper, but after digging in deeper, I’m pretty awesome.”

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reasons not to kiss her 1.) this sort of love is not allowed. you are both too soft, and the world around you is all knives and chipped teeth 2.) no one ever taught you how to love. your war paint and scarred hands could never hold her like she deserves 3.) no one has ever loved you this full surely you would drown in it all 4.) she belongs in a museum, and you are merely here to gaze. look around you, all the signs scream ‘do not touch’ 5.) she touches you like youre fragile, and if you break you wont be able put yourself together again 6.) she is all bubblegum skies and chapped stick kisses, and you cannot watch the love run out of another persons eyes 7.) if you jump, she might catch you, and then youd have to watch as she tumbled through the dark 8.) her gaze is too gentle. you will not be the one to tell her that not everything can be fixed with a smile 9.) she is so good. she is so good, and you cannot ruin one more good thing 10.) you will not watch her crumble under the weight of your sins. she is too light, too breathless to be caught up in the dizziness of your heart reasons to kiss her 1.) she loves you, and her eyes are closed, and didnt your mother ever tell you not to leave a good thing waiting

lessons in listening to your heart, and not your head (via generalmercer)

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@130mo2d​

horror isn’t his favorite genre. actually, he enjoys sora’s reactions to the movie more than the movie itself. at this point, he’s missed most of the action trying to keep sora from hiding her face with her hand or anything, checking on her to make sure that her eyes are still opened. many man would probably use this as an excuse to get close, to hold the girl, but no, here he is, trying to get her to not miss a single second of this movie just for his own entertainment. “do you have anywhere to go tomorrow? do you really need to sleep? i’ll keep you company if you want.” he’s getting hyper like a little puppy, a stark contract to the current state of her friend.

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        ❛ ah, seriously, you too are persistent and cruel. ❜ unwillingly, realizing that he isn’t going to relent, sora lowers her hands from her ( still shut ) eyes and cautiously takes a peek at the screen. nothing jumpy or gory happening at the moment, but she can’t let her guard down. usually, in the horror movies she has seen, there are giveaways that warn when a scare is coming     creepy music or suspicious angles. she’ll keep her attention on it to look out for those indications. ❛ i don’t have anywhere to go, but a girl needs her beauty sleep. under eye bags are unwelcome. ❜ at that he gets a laugh out of her, although she shakes her head in contradiction.

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@kindretspirit

“How can you call happy endings boring?” being the king of dramatic effects, his exaggerated tone of voice is accompanied by a loud gasp, a hand flattening against his chest. “Happy endings are the best ones. You wanna know why? Because the real world denies us from them too many times, so at least the movies present a small beacon of hope. Hope that things just might work out in the end.” he concludes his explanation with a self-satisfied nod of his head, tongue darting out to wet his lips before continuing. “Imagine if every movie ever made would be realistic, harsh and brutally honest - no second chances, no new beginnings, to final girl to walk out of a burning building. Wouldn’t that just make movies depressing and intolerable? Personally, I never watch a sad movie twice - why would I suffer through it again?” his auburn eyes follow the girl’s movements, quietly relieved that she suggested for them to head back, since the lack of people around was making him uncomfortable as well.

Of course, he’d never admit the fact that he’s just as easily scared as she probably is. “I think there’s an old cemetery near by,” there’s a momentary glimpse of mischief on his face, despite the fact he’s digging his own grave with these unnecessary recommendations. “Do you want to walk through it before we head downtown? Like Michael Jackson in Thriller - if you agree, I might even moonwalk through it.” Or more like, moonwalk himself right into a two year coma, because graveyards are definitely pushing the limits of his bravery - oh well.

      ❛ the real world only denies you happy endings if you view it that way, ❜  concrete words from an avid optimist.  ❛ you have to learn how to view the world from a glass half full perspective. for me, personally, i appreciate any direction my life takes, whether in my control or not, because it’s my life. ❜ her tone is confident, but afterward, she glances over at kai with a smile. ❛ that’s why it’s way more interesting to watch a movie with a challenging ending, right? ❜ as an author, sora recognizes that, not only with her own book, but for many stories by all different authors, the more harsh or more complicated endings get far more attention. although people say the ending was too sad, or too difficult to read, it’s normal to want to be taken by surprise when you’re indulging yourself in a movie or a book.  ❛ but to be fair, everyone’s different! you’re onto something, too. they can’t all be the same, and that’s the whole purpose of the surprise. we need happy endings and sad endings, and all of them in between. ❜

         they begin their walk outside of the park, and the suggestion from the friend next to her earns an incredulous look.  ❛ you want to go to an old cemetary right now? wow, you’re trying to get us killed!  ❜ but she laughs, the michael jackson comparison shedding some light onto the idea. besides, a lot of ghost stories involving cemeteries are just myths, right?

        ❛ if you promise not to morph into a werewolf and chase me around, i say let's go. ❜