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  • I HAVE NO SONG LYRICS BUT IT'S PUBLIC I SWEAR TO GAWD

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify]nope lol

  • come plot with me? [semi adv. - adv.]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify]i have a plot that's like the movie tracers.
    so, there is a character who needs to fully pay their rent, but is struggling with life- so has to do it inch by inch. so basically they're in a lot of trouble. when they went to get a cup of coffee, their bike got stolen (which they used to ride to the coffee shop). so there's a single free-running gang, and one of our characters is trying to learn free-running. along the way, they fall in love with the other character. and one of the character's gives the other another bike- a more expensive one. so the character asks a nearby construction worker who put that there, and the response was "your girl/boyfriend". and they are a bit confused, and so they look up an see a free running girl/boy.


    then the person does their best and tries using their "parkour" skills which currently sucks. and they finally reach him/her, and nearby is their brother. then the free-runner girl/boy is apart of a gang who uses parkour to escape trouble during their crime(s). and so, for the sake of their love- the character joins the free-runner's gang. only to realize they're dating the boss.


    "the character" can be any gender, as can the free-runner and the rest of the gang. tell me what ya' think ^^

  • HELLO, MY OLD HEART / private

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify]//Sorry that this thread isn't professional. I'm just really excited to rp. xD


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    [size=25pt]ashly perez.[/SIZE]
    GOTTA KISS MYSELF, I'M [i]SO PRETTY    .


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    ic: Eighteen year old Ashly Perez stared at the teacher with an unamused face when hearing the way she muttered out how she spelled her name. "A-s-h-l-e-y.." The elderly teacher muttered. This is what caused Ashly to have that unamused expression lied out on her chubby face. "Without the "e".." Groaned Ashly with an exaggerated eye roll. This woman only got off from the lash of Ashly due to her elderly age. The teenage girl then caught herself off-guard as she stared at the boy seated in front of her. "He's around my age, right..?" The girl thought to herself, resting the palm of her hand against her jawline as she batted her eyes. Her daydream was brought to an end once she was tapped on the shoulder, a ripped piece of lined paper shoved in the palm of her hand. The teenage girl flinched a bit before unfolding the shriveled piece of paper. "I dare you to.." Pronounced Ashly through mutters before being interrupted by annoyingly quiet "shhhhh"'s made by her female friends. Ashly looked at her friends with a confused expression on- her eyebrows knitted.


    Rolling her eyes again, her warm chocolate optics drifted back down to the sheet of lined paper in her hand. It read, 'I dare you to act as if you love him.' Ashly furrowed her both her brows, but soon noticed the arrow pointing toward the boy she was once staring at. Her heart shuttered with not only fear, but embarrassment. "Did they see me staring at him?" The girl said to herself in her mind. Her wide eyes flickered from left to right before inhaling deeply yet sharply to calm herself down. Her panic was soon distorted by the sudden, bloodcurdling ring of the bell. In relief, Ashly emitted a small sigh in between her plump lips before flicking a strand of hair off of her shoulder and looking towards her friends with a smack of the lips.


    "So did you see the dare?" One of Ashly's many friends said while popping a piece of gum into her mouth. "You should, like, totally do it." The friend continued. "It is a dare after all." After hearing this, Ashly stood from the desk and walked out into the crowded hallways- her friends following behind her. "Yeah, yeah, I'll do it." She said while looking over inside of the classroom. "Him, right?" She asked, lips pursing and her eyes flickering quickly between her friends and the boy still inside of the classroom. Eighteen year old Ashly Perez parted her lips as if she were about to say something- only to be rudely interrupted by her chatty friend. "Yeah." The friend said, her fingers tapping away on her phone. She was seemingly replying to texts. "Isn't he the bad boy of the school??" Ashly wanted to make sure, her eyes bright. This would be fun. "Yeah." The friend replied with a monotone voice, still texting away.


    Miss Perez stared at him for a bit longer before nodding a bit. "Yeah," She began, a confident smirk plastered on her plump lips. "This is lunch break, right?" She asked rhetorically. "That was rhetorical, by the way." Ashly clarified. "Make sure to flirt with him." The friend murmured. And with a nod of approval, Ashly promenaded her way into the lunch room and seated herself. She texted on her phone, her fingers tapping hastily against the touchscreen. Her optics flickered between her phone screen, and the entrance. She needed to find that boy.


    //this is a shxtty post

  • ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴇ [ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ] ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ

    [img width=510 height=506]https://41.media.tumblr.com/ef…o6q0FSy1r4ltwpo1_1280.jpg[/img]
    [align=center][size=20pt]eugene lee yang && 29 && male//masculine && "MMMM"[/size]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; ][justify][size=8][color=#d8d8d8]As he normally did, twenty-nine year old Eugene Lee Yang had seated himself atop his quite comfy couch. He was flickering through the channels with his left hand, while he was feeding himself pizza with the other. About three tiny fans were placed in different positions on the obsidian wooden table in front of him: each on the highest setting they could possibly go to. And then, there were two alarmingly large fans sitting right beside him and directed toward him- blowing at him with heavy gusts of chilling wind. Ahh, yes. The scorching, skin-sizzling heat of summer had finally arrived. And Eugene wanted to fucking die. He enjoyed a nice peaceful day at home, eating junk food during summer. Not dreading his ass off in heat with his air conditioning system busted. His thumb continued to click quickly against the button which flickered through the channels, the sounds of distorted and jumbled voices from different channels filling his ears. He then listened to his phone buzz, and vibrate so much it literally bounced on the cushion of the couch. Sighing, Eugene rested the nearly-finished slice of pizza back on the grease stained pizza plate. He wiped his hands off with a nearby napkin and picked up his phone.


    Pressing one of the smaller buttons on the rim of the phone, it turned on and revealed a vibrant screen with a wallpaper of him and his friends. A small simper made its way onto his lips, before he used his right finger to swipe the screen and type in his password. Afterwards, it unlocked and revealed a menu of his many apps he had downloaded. At the top right corner of his text messaging app, there was a small '1' in the corner. It was from his friend which he labeled as 'Bun-Bun', a common and repetitive nickname he called her. Clicking her name, it reveled a recent text. While reading it, Eugene began to mumble what it said out loud to himself. "Y'know what cool people do, they have sleepovers. And that's what we should do...?" Eugene repeated the last sentence with a questioning tone to his voice- his eyebrows furrowed, his small smile gone.


    Eugene looked up at the television screen trying to process the thought on the text message. Looking back down at the radiantly glowing phone screen, Eugene clicked the small bubble which said 'Type your message here'. He replied with a simple "At who's house?". He was just curious. And then he thought about his real answer. Quickly, he began to text some more. "A sleepover sounds cool. I'm bored anyways. Plus, I owe you one- don't I?" And with that being sent, the Asian man stuffed the remaining pieces of pizza into his mouth.

  • ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴇ [ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ] ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ

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    [align=center][size=20pt]eugene lee yang && 29 && male//masculine && "MMMM"[/size]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; ][justify][size=8][color=#d8d8d8]The phone vibrated yet again in the palm of his hand, a small groan emitting from his lips. He read the text message. Hastily, he replied with a "I guess I should go pack up my things?", before turning off his phone. But that cookie dough ice-cream sealed the deal. And without a reply, he stood up from the couch and walked over to his kitchen- throwing out the grease stained paper plate his pizza once lied on. He walked over to the kitchen sink and wrapped his hand around the faucet, and pulled it upward a bit whilst tilting it to the right- water streaming out from the bottom. He slid his hands beneath the streaming water, and pumping the soap from a bottle into his hand. He lathered it in his hands a bit, only to submerge them beneath the water once more. Turning off the water, he dried off his hands before running up the stairs at a rapid rate. And despite not exactly wanting to "go" to the sleepover, Bunny was his best friend. And he couldn't just back out on this one- he had done that one too many times. He owed her this sleepover.


    He promenaded into his bedroom and went over to the large door made of marble which was pushed up against the wall. He opened the middle drawer and pulled out a white tank top with the print "Don't run after lady luck, let lady luck run after you" in ebony print. He took off his current plain white tee and replaced it with this tank top. Closing the middle drawer, he knelt down and opened the bottom drawer. He picked out a pair of black skinny jeans, and replaced his current house shorts with these jeans. Perfect. But, wait, Eugene suddenly remembered his accessory that made him look like the baddest of boys. Scarf. He ran to the closet and ripped open the door, standing on his tip-toes in order to achieve the scarf on the highest shelf. His mother always put it there whenever she came over. Why'd she look in his stuff anyways? With a carefree shrug, he loosely tied the scarf around his hips. Now it was perfect. Eugene did his confident strut over to his mirror and stared at himself with a smug smile. He thought he looked good. And he walked back over to his marble drawer, only to open all three drawers at once: top, middle, and bottom.


    He quickly dragged a suitcase out from beneath his bed, and brought it over to the opened drawer(s). He threw a whole bunch of different undergarments into the suitcase- some messily hang out of the suitcase. Closing the top drawer, he moved to the bottom. He tossed many different tank tops and graphic tees in the suitcase and closed it. Finally, the bottom drawer. He threw a pair of skinny jeans and workout pants inside of the suitcase and sealed it shut. Even though some of the fabric from clothing was seeping out of the sealed zipper teeth- Eugene knew he'd be able to get the crinkles out later. He dragged the suitcase down the stairs which hit the wooden staircases ever-so-roughly. He set it down at the bottom staircase and slipped on a pair of Timberland boots. The Asian man then paced over to the couch and snagged the phone off of the couch and put it in his pant pocket. And before he forgot, he got a hold of the remote and turned off the television. All that was on was the thing no one liked: politics. Ain't nobody got time for dat!


    Eugene grabbed his keys and unlocked the door before exiting his house, locking the door behind him and his suitcase being clasped in his hand- following behind him. He entered his Subaru vehicle before putting his car keys inside of the steering wheel. With this, the car jerked a bit and revved up- a growl emitted from the automobile. He surprisingly had remembered her house address. Along the way to Bunny's house- there were nothing but jerks on the road. People would break their necks to swerve in front of you, just to be annoying. And so every time they did, Eugene honked his horn repeatedly. It annoyed them right back. And it also told them "Don't fuck with me- I have a lawyer". There was a sudden red light, which means it made Eugene suddenly have to come to a halt on the roads. "Of course!!!" The man yelled at nothing in particular, his voice carrying through the vehicle. After a few minutes, he was caught off-guard by many different things until the light finally turned green again. It took around ten minutes for the green light to appear. And he continued to drive, his car making drifts and turns on the road.


    And not to long after... There he was. He finally arrived. He ripped the car key out of his car and jolted out of his car running to the trunk of his car and pulling out a suitcase. He slammed the trunk close, and ran up Bunny's doorstep. His Timberland boots tapped against the cement of the girl's doorstop. Of course, until Eugene began pressing the doorbell as fast as he could. He was nearly harassing the doorbell- and he could hear the bloodcurdling ringing from outside of the house. He couldn't fathom how bad it must have sounded inside.

  • ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴇ [ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ] ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ

    [img width=510 height=506]https://41.media.tumblr.com/ef…o6q0FSy1r4ltwpo1_1280.jpg[/img]
    [align=center][size=20pt]eugene lee yang && 29 && male//masculine && "MMMM"[/size]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; ][justify][size=8][color=#d8d8d8]Eugene saw the door open, and his gaze fell down to rest on the adorable petite puppy. He reached down to pet the top of the dog's head, allowing himself inside of his best friend's house once she gladly let him in. His suitcase followed up behind him, but was soon rested against the wall beside the door. The dog was jumping all over him, which wasn't unusual or unexpected. He pet the dog a bit more; as it was clear it wanted attention. And almost instantly, once he stepped in, music was literally blasting. He laughed a bit once he was called Mr. Krabs. He was surprised that he could hear her humorous remark. "I like the reference." He replied with a small smile. The music, howeverm seemed so loud, he couldn't hear himself think. It was basically the only thing that was audible. His blood curdled at the music, and the floors were seemingly shaking. "Wanna turn that up a little more?" The Asian man said sarcastically with a small chuckle. "I think it's too quiet!!" Pronounced Eugene, having to yell in order to hear himself over the music. Although, the beats were nice: and that was impossible to deny.


    //rushed

  • ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴇ [ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ] ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ

    [img width=510 height=506]https://41.media.tumblr.com/ef…o6q0FSy1r4ltwpo1_1280.jpg[/img]
    [align=center][size=20pt]eugene lee yang && 29 && male//masculine && "MMMM"[/size]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; ][justify][size=8][color=#d8d8d8]Eugene laughed at Bunny's reply, a small simper on his face. "Well not exactly, early. But, yeah." He muttered with a small chuckle. Eugene had a habit of teasing Bunny at any change he got. Not only was it humorous, it brought them closer together. And when the Korean man heard Bunny's question, he cocked a single brow and nodded. "Yeah," He muttered sucking his teeth. "What about her?" He wondered with a purse of the lips. Bunny had rarely mentioned Shila out of the blue. "What happened?" He asked promenading himself to the kitchen. Even though he had finished pizza around thirty minutes ago, he was still hungry. He opened the refrigerator, and looked desperately for something to eat. Doing this, he felt a grumble in his stomach- a small growl emitting from his stomach. He hoped that Bunny didn't hear it. But he didn't really care, but he hoped regardless.

  • I'M A GONER / private for eugene / SOMEBODY CATCH MY BREATH

    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt;][align=center]♛ sonny john moore ♛

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    [img height=260]http://static.tumblr.com/ellfc…eb4habaf1qalftpo1_500.jpg[/img] [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; width: 200pt; overflow: auto; height: 260px;]name.
    sonny john moore




    nickname(s).
    skrillex, skril(ly)




    [font=georgia]gender.
    male




    [font=georgia]age.
    recently turned nineteen due to his birthday.




    [font=georgia]date of birth.
    january 18




    [font=georgia]sexuality.
    pansexual




    [font=georgia]species
    human




    [font=georgia]power(s).
    n/a




    [font=georgia]height.
    five feet and four inches




    [font=georgia]weight.
    sixty kilograms




    [font=georgia]hair color.
    ebony.




    [font=georgia]eye color.
    deep umber.




    [font=georgia]skin tone.
    fair // porcelain




    [font=georgia]body modifications.
    click




    [font=georgia]personality traits.
    - extroverted
    - hypersensitive
    - lazy at times
    - easily embarrassed
    - talented in a musical way
    - straightforward
    - sarcastic
    - humorous
    - tends to tease people
    - hardworking
    - a bit flirty




    [font=georgia]family.

    father: scott moore
    mother: francis moore
    siblings: n/a




    [font=georgia]relationship status.
    single




    [font=georgia]love interest.
    reserved




    [font=georgia]hometown.
    highland park, los angeles, california




    [font=georgia]other.
    n/a




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