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decadentxa-blog ¡ 8 years ago
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KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER.
(  repost, don’t reblog.  )
– BASICS.
NAME:  I go by Lily~ PRONOUNS:  She / Her SEXUALITY:  Pansexual TAKEN OR SINGLE: Somewhere in between right now?
– THREE FACTS.
- Cat mom.
- Socially awkward.
- Nerdy as hell.
– EXPERIENCE.
HOW LONG (MONTHS / YEARS?) : Over 10 years..... PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED:   Myspace, roleplayer.me, tumblr (naturally), msn, aim, skype BEST EXPERIENCE:  I’ve met some of the most amazing people through roleplay, many of them I’m still very close friends with and couldn’t imagine going through life without them.
– MUSE PREFERENCES.
FEMALE OR MALE :  Don’t care.
FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT : I’m totally awkward with fluff but I’m cool with the others.
PLOTS OR MEMES :  Both are fun! Plotting beforehand can get a bit difficult/awkward, I’m more of a fan of just jumping right into a roleplay without too much prior planning so memes can help with that.
LONG OR SHORT REPLIES : Both. Short will get a faster response but sometimes my writer’s soul aches for novella.
BEST TIME TO WRITE : Whenever I’m not slammed from working full time and going to university. #adultlife
ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S):  I think in some ways I am - this current one emulates my calmer and more mature side.
TAGGED BY:  @cxkarnstein
TAGGING: Anyone who feels like doing this! And of course @imjinxh
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bhljoe-blog ¡ 8 years ago
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PREVIOUSLY, with @imjinxh
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“Is this what girls usually do when they think a guy’s cute? ‘Watch from afar?’” Or as he would consider it-- stalking. But he decided against voicing that, and only peered over at the girl in disbelief. Not that he should be one to argue though, he was probably just the same as her when it came to that kind of appeal.
“If he laughs at you, I’ll fight him for you. How’s that?”
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chemicvlx ¡ 8 years ago
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[ @imjinxh ]
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“Has anyone told you that you look like a dead fairy in the morning? Lifeless, a little zombie like but still pretty?” He joked, pushing his glasses into place before taking a sip of his coffee.
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slxveofthesun ¡ 8 years ago
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Soft.
It’s the first word that comes to Taeyoon’s mind when the woman drunkenly presses her lips against his. Of course, he doesn’t make a move because she is clearly not in the right state of mind, instead placing his hands on her arms to move her away and sit her on the stool next to him.
Happy Hour at the bar is always rowdy, and the woman is a little too drunk to be socially acceptable at five in the afternoon, but it just makes Taeyoon chuckle as he orders a glass of water for the lady. Humans never cease to amuse him.
“Im Taeyoon. Pleasure to meet you, ma’am.” Ever the gentleman, he takes her hand, her cheeks red and her face showing signs of being flustered as he kisses the back of her hand– an outdated, but romantic gesture.
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chvyim-blog ¡ 8 years ago
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--  {  generated starters. | @imjinxh
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”Please don’t hurry and go.” 
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parkvincents ¡ 8 years ago
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my favorite person and also super adorable!! -anon
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luckyxena ¡ 8 years ago
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starter call @imjinxh
“Those kittens are adorable!”
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0404miho ¡ 8 years ago
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❝ All I was doing was helping the barista learn to spell my name properly. The song and dance should NOT have gotten you that embarrassed. ❞
     “Everyone was staring at us and laughing at you and since i was with you they were laughing at me too because my drunk friend was embarrassing us both. Next time you get drunk don’t call me to pick you up.” Yeonsoo sighed while trying not to get overboard with the scolding and as much as she wished to keep in touch with her friends it wasn’t easy when she had three newborns to take care of. “If you woke up my babies i would murder you, i swear.”
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jeixj-blog ¡ 9 years ago
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@imjinxh​
Jei’s hands gripped the coffee cup as her eyes darted around the cafe. She didn’t have any particular feelings about or towards cat’s, but she did enjoy a nice cup of fresh brewed coffee and being surrounded by others without actually being bothered by others. She wouldn’t classify herself as a loner, she did have friends, but she spent most her time alone doing exactly what she was doing. Cats of all sizes jumped to and fro on the intricately built cat condo that extended far along the wall. People’s conversations buzzed in her ears, but she wasn’t paying so much attention that she actually knew what they were talking about.
She leaned back in her seat exhaling deeply as her eyes continued to scan everything in her vicinity, finally landing on what seemed like a familiar face. Her eyes squinted as she sat back up, leaning in the direction of the girl. Why was it that she couldn’t quite place her face? Her brows furrowed as she thought back, trying her best to place the girl when it finally hit her. “Jinah!” She clapped loudly, her voice echoing through the cafe, causing its patrons to focus on her with her sudden outburst. Bowing her head apologetically, she looked over at the girl one more before smiling and waving.
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yunggxks-blog ¡ 9 years ago
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hi i have a question.......... how is our little dude so cute???? i can't take it
WEEEEEEEEEEELL.. his mom is kinda moderately cute, but he’s also handsome like me! He may even inherit my whale voice.
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chvyim-blog ¡ 8 years ago
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send me a 😍 and i’ll find a picture of your muse’s faceclaim that i really like
  red lips suit you, kitty woman. [ xx ] 
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parkvincents ¡ 8 years ago
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@imjinxh​ ✰ ✰ ✰
Finally. After weeks of packing and moving boxes and unpacking, Vincent was finally done settling into this new apartment he so desperately needed. His last apartment wasn’t in the best shape, he constantly needed to repair some aspect of it, like the kitchen sink faucet or the wobbly loose door knob or that suspicious hole in the ceiling that rained spiders on hot days. Yes, that apartment certainly had character.  
His new place was definitely an upgrade. Sure, it took a lot of saving and he was probably going to be living of cup ramen for the next month or so but it was worth it. He was going to be able to shower without worrying about getting electrocuted by exposed wire dangling from the bathroom ceiling (his friends used to call it “shockwire”). He wouldn’t have to worry about hoodlums breaking into his house because of his missing doorknobs. 
And best of all, he was finally allowed to adopt the two dogs at the pound that he’d fallen in love with. The shelter workers took one look at his old apartment during their inspection and deemed it unfit to house his new puppy friends. If Vincent was honest with himself, he would admit that his two new buddies were the reason he began looking for a new home in the first place. But, he wasn’t so they were merely the perks of moving into a fancy new apartment.
Vincent finishes his dinner of cup ramen and ice water while Lois and Clark finish their dinner of chicken breast with brown rice when he decides that he is getting a little stir crazy. He hopes that his neighbors will be cool (or at least cooler than the old lady who used to live with) and he figures that it was a better time as any to introduce himself to his new neighbors. After dropping off the dishes in the sink, he grabs a few boxes from the fridge- pastries he had made at work, and makes his way to his front door. He sends a warning look to Lois and Clark, both are groggy from their meal, and grabs his keys. He would walk them when he got back
He visits his next door neighbors to his left and right first, introducing himself and offering them dessert. They seem nice enough and Vincent is pleased to have friendly neighbors. With his last box of treats, he knocks on he door directly across from his apartment, letting out a soft sigh of relief when a pretty young woman opens the door. She looked like someone he could get along with. Vincent smiles at her before waving and offering the box of cupcakes to her, “uh, hi. I’m Vincent. I just moved in across the hall,” he gestures to his door, “I just wanted to introduce myself.”
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vctori-blog ¡ 9 years ago
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cherry, pineapple!
♡ FRUITY ASKSstatus: accepting
cherry: what are you passionate about?
This is a hard question, sometimes I feel I lack passion in anything but really my passion is allowing people to have a good time. I think that’s why I enjoy my job so much, I just want people to relax and not think about things for a while and instead just have fun, even if it’s only for a few hours.
pineapple: what’s your favorite television show?
I don’t watch much television but I really enjoy American Horror Story, I’m a little behind but I’ve enjoyed every series I’ve watched so far. Also I like Brooklyn Nine-Nine! It’s pretty funny.
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jeonleader-blog ¡ 9 years ago
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in reply to - @imjinxh
——  “A haz-mat suit may be necessary, honestly. One of my members brings over her two dogs often and I just find hair everywhere! Even in my closet and I don’t even want to know how it managed to get there in the first place--!” Frustration built within her, causing her to mess up her hair unconsciously. It was nice to hear someone else’s voice other than her own and her manager’s, though -- even if her friend was only talking to her through her cellphone. “I also may have spilled beer on my couch this one time and never got to cleaning it up...my place is starting to look like a typhoon went through it, Jinah.”
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parkvincents ¡ 8 years ago
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fairy tale aesthetic for @imjinxh, inspired by our au
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minjaebaes-blog ¡ 9 years ago
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☂ : our muses get caught in the rain outside without an umbrella
“Perfect timing.” 
Minjae rushed to take cover at the nearest location possible, whipping his bag up front in hopes that he had remembered to pack an umbrella today. Unfortunately, that was not the case, leaving him to make a another /pointless/ attempt to find it. The pattering only grew louder as the minutes passed, as did the curses that began initially beneath his breath. Finally admitting defeat, he looked up to find that he wasn’t alone anymore. The woman’s dark brown locks were dampened by the rain, but luckily for her, she was able to find shelter before getting drenched by the relentless downpour overhead.
“Looks like we’re both stuck in a shitty situation, huh?” Flashing a playful grin, he pulls off his glasses to wipe away the water droplets. 
“If this were an ideal situation, I’d be more than happy to offer you protection in the form of sharing cover beneath my umbrella, but it seems that we’ve both came upon a bit of bad luck.  I heard that sometimes two negatives can make up a positive, so why don’t we pass the time in one another’s company? We already know that we both have one thing in common-- it seems that neither of us have an umbrella.”
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