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043020 - Currently reading: Little Women
"Watch and pray, dear, never get tired of trying, and never think it is impossible to conquer your fault."
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dusted books.
genre: fluff.
character/s: sehun | oc.
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The rain battered down continuously,pouring down outside your apartment window, and you somewhat liked the sound.It was hard to tell that it was just almost the middle of the day with the clouds hovering over the air outside, casting its shadow on everything under. You don’t mind the slight darkness that filled your living room,but it rather comforts you.
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one icy morning.
genre: fluff, microscopic angst.
character/s: dancer jongin! au | reader.
word count: 501.
You sip down the warm liquid from the cup, vanilla and coffee scent lingers in the air next to your face as you take it all in. The faint touches of sleep still weigh down your eyes, as you walk down the dingy hallway. The city is still in its waking hours.
You dispose the empty cup away and seep your face down into the warmth of your scarf around your neck. The cold stings your exposed skin. With each footstep, muffled noises- music nears you.
It’s odd that the music had been emerging from the dance studio. Because that’s where you were heading to, which on other days would be dead silent if it wasn’t for you. It’s strange, the unfamiliar presence in the room. You pause outside the glass door and peep inside. A slight push of your hand against the cold glass assures that it’s not locked. The warm air from inside the studio brushes against your face. You stand by the door frame. The tall man stands turned away from you in the middle of the room.
He shuts his eyes as he soaks in the beats of the music. A loose black T-shirt hung on his body. The long sleeves covered up his arms to the wrists and a pair of grey sweatpants hugged his thigh.
You remain soundless not desiring to make your presence known. His body glides into a series of moves harmonizing with the final cadences of the Prelude. It’s impracticable to tear your eyes off of the stranger that was dancing in front of you.
You stand awestruck at his graceful, yet intense and angular movements. His smooth features mark sheer focus and passion. It is fascinating-his sharp leaps and fluid twirls. How could he make it so effortless?
Your throat dries up at his slow body-rolls and torturous hip-thrusts. When he ultimately stops, your cheeks are not cold anymore but instead, a heat has taken its place.
Panting, he turns to you. You freeze at his gaze.
“Are you going to stand there all day, or what?” Hints of a smile tugs at his lips. His words break your daze, you step inside. He walks to the corner wiping his face with the back of his palm, where a bottle of water and a backpack laze on the floor.
“That was–,” you cross your arms and lean back on the mirrored wall as he bends down and picks up the bottle,“ That was amazing! How did you learn to dance like that?”
“Thanks. I train myself, with some help from friends.”
A silver chain escapes from underneath his t-shirt. Droplets of sweat cling on to the soft tuft of dark brown hair that lined his forehead.
The sound of steady breathing echoes in the room. He flops down against the wall and gulps down a few mouthfuls. A knowing smirk etches its way onto his lips. He is aware of how your eyes haven’t faltered away from him all this time.
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Tumblr is like the underground dungeon social media. It feels so cold, dark, spooky and incognito to be here.
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Dear hair stylist of this blessed day *exhales* I just wanna talk…👨🎤 Suho during ‘Lucky’ EXO'rDIUM in Hangzhou 160930
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some of you are going to be very angry with me but i don’t really care: 90% of these youtubers / social media influencers aren’t revolutionary, smart, creative or even entertaining. they all have the same ugly personality and are extremely manipulative. one beauty guru calling out the other isn’t “iconic” ESEPCIALLY if this person has done horrible racist + transphobic things before and hangs out with terrible people. doing a live stream of a mental breakdown when you’re an adult isn’t cute or empowering, posting 45 minute apology videos where all you do is cry and not actually apologize is annoying as fuck. and these people are making money of it! it really bothers me so much this is one of the ugliest parts of social
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DISPATCH HAS CAUGHT YOU WITH AN IDOL AND ARE ABOUT TO SPREAD THE WORD ABOUT YOUR RELATIONSHIP!!
Reblog this post with the most recent photo of an idol to see who you were caught with
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Chan singing Frank Ocean’s Thinking About You
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The uncensored kiss - Yuri On Ice !!!
I’m so glad I found it
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威神V_董思成_WINWIN: Happy 520 ❤️❤️
Translation: Seol @ FY! NCT (NCTINFO) | Source: Winwin’s Official Weibo
— Please take out with full credit
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