The whole conversation would be like:
"Hey Beau-bear~! Wanna do something fun??"
"No."
"Why so grumpy??"
"F*ck you."
"TURN THAT FROWN UPSIDE DOWN BEAU BEAR!!"
"NUUUU."
"The sun is happy, and you should be too!"
"Get away."
"You're pretty when you're mad at me."
"Ok schizo."
THATS ALL I GOT LMAO SAVE ME
OML I JUST FIGURED I HAVE TO DO THIS
(Ty wolf bb c:)
Since Minseok has a kitten named Minah, he'll show the kitten to Fate and be like, "The only flaw is that I can't f*ck her. But, there's a kitten I can f*ck now ;^D."
MY CHOICES THE HOMO IS STRONG I TELL YOU
50 shades of protective Remai
I like it ;^D
Coming soon to theaters
Minseok doesn't even know he's scaring people or hurting them really bad so all he does is go "tHIS IS FUN LOLOLO!!"
Producers: The Gay Squad
MADE BY #GAYSQUAD STUDIOS
YEP.
THERE WE GO.
PREACH.
Minseok would also tease Beau by constantly saying things in his ear and nibbling on it.
"I heard hot-headed people can be very rough...let's try that out~!" And he will just give a cheery smile when Beau gets all flustered lmao
Truce bb I hope you feel better you is a bootiful person c:
oml Tumblr. So much goes on in Tumblr that sometimes I'm too afraid to step in because I'm already homo trash so imagine what goes on there...
WAKE ME UP (WAKE ME UP INSIDE)
I've had one before it's just all I followed was all this Kpop trash blogs because not only am I homo trash but I'm kpop trash...
(savemeI'mcryinginsidewhathasmylifebecome)
Honestly I always get nervous to listen to a new band or watch a new show because then I'll become obsessed. The struggle is too real for me ;-;
My eyes are crying
Guardian bb you is bootiful like I'm tearing up I need a doctor
Cries bc I is not bootiful at all lmao
Is crying because everyone is so bootiful and precious
Oh lord we are talking about amurica.
yes
I said it
Amurica
yep.
Yus wolfy
all the homo
something really gay
#Gaysquad Productions
Gotta track that
[size=8][color=white]OOC:
Eojin Kim:
[font=trebuchet ms][size=8][color=white] Eojin was all alone. No one was with him, in such a lonely cold place. There he was, frantically shaking in a corner, trying to sing himself to sleep. He thought it would the the right thing to try and fall asleep in the small corner that seemed safe enough the rest in. "Don't go to far away tomorrow..." He sang in a quiet tone, his hands fidgeting the more tired he got. He felt as though he needed to stay awake, but his body was forcing him to shut his eyes. He tried once, it didn't work. Twice. Still, his two small eyes shot right back open to the sound of a stick breaking. The third time, he wouldn't stop shaking due to the eerie heart-stopping feeling of something near.
"I can't do this. Nope. I have to find someone." The fragile looking boy growled to himself. His eyes then quickly scanned the empty area he was in, which was this empty landscape with only a few abandoned houses. He wondered why anyone would be stupid enough to live in such a lonely place, where there was barely any access to the actual urban areas. He shook that thought out of his head, deciding to keep on walking. He started to feel pain in his legs, as if they wanted to just stop working. "No, I have to keep moving...just...sing it away Eojin." He whimpered to himself. He just wanted to collapse and wake up with everyone he loved surrounding him. He wanted everything to be normal. But now, he just has to live in fear of walkers and other thing that make him wanna cry.
The Korean boy just kept on, and on, and on. He could feel tears welling up in his eyes, as if he knows this is the time and place where he is going to meet his death. "Keep on moving..." He winced quietly, his eyes frantically taking a good look at where he is at the moment. He could feel his tears streaming down his pale, warm face. They felt like cold icicles were replacing his eyes, making him feel even more uncomfortable. He just needed someone. Anyone would do. He just needed a safer feeling area to rest his body, where he won't be as exposed. The sky was becoming darker and darker, to the point that he can barely see. He knew he had to just give up for now and scurry off to the safest looking area.
Eojin found some type of old, worn out tent. "T-this will do..." He muttered to himself, crawling in immediately. He could feel some type of feeling just completely wash away. Was it happiness? Surprisingly, no it wasn't. It was fear that just disappeared. He felt calm, and he somewhat felt safe. He curled up on the dirty sheet, and shut his eyes. Silence. That was all he heard. He suddenly knew, he was finally going to be able to rest. His aching legs began to gain strength so that the next day, he can wake up and keep on with his search for help. "Tomorrow is another day..." He whispered to himself, as he started to hum to a song that his father sang to him when he was little. His night seemed stressful at first, but then turned into a peaceful, quiet slumber.
It's okay wolfie bb take your time c:
OOC:
Eojin Kim:
Eojin's eyes slowly opened. He had this feeling in his stomach that was strange to him at first, but then he realized. It felt like grumbling, or just emptiness. He was hungry. "Damn it! Ah, I might as well have to...go back...outside..." He whispered to himself, his face becoming paler than it already was. He got up, his legs far more strong and of better use than a little bit before. He grabbed his most valued belongings, like his old journal, and he scurried out. He looked around, his black pupils taking note that it was still nighttime. "Still dark?? Darn...I was hoping it would be a bit brighter." He scoffed in a low, gentle tone.
The silent male paced around, trying to make the best out of the moment. "Gotta find food...gotta find food...gotta...find something to eat..." He said in some type of singing voice. He was again scared, but he knew that he had to become stronger. No more being the weak flower boy he was when he was in South Korea. His eyes took a quick glance at the floor. The floor had a lot of trash and blood scattered on it. "Damn, if only there were more people to clean this mess up." He growled to himself, studying the ground curiously. He shook the thought of the remains left on the ground, and kept on walking. He started to wonder if there was a close by store, or an abandoned place with food in it. "If I find nothing, I'll just go insane." Eojin winced, taking a good look at his surroundings.
Eojin wandered around, and there was still nothing but emptiness. It's like looking at a boring painting. "Am I seriously not going to find anything?!" He barked loudly, this infuriating feeling burning up inside of him. He can feel his head beginning to pound due to his aggravated mood. "I'm gonna starve out here." He sighed, speeding up the pace in his walking. He knew it. He was in an old place where barely anything exists, and he was starting to lose faith in surviving. "Wait a second..." He quietly murmured, his eyes widening to the sight of more houses. Sure, they were abandoned houses, but it meant that it was a place that many people inhabited. It was a town.
The Korean boy sighed in relief. "Now, there has to be food here." He whispered in a cheery tone. The dark haired boy began to pick up the pace once again, so that he could get to a place with food quicker. He searched the town's houses and buildings, his curiosity getting the best of him. "What an interesting town...with no one in it." He gasped in wonder, looking around to see things that aren't so pretty, but fascinating. He was in complete awe, and he started to forget he was in a place where walkers can easily grab him and kill him. He then realized he had to return back to reality, where walkers can attack and where he might not even find a quick snack. His eyes caught the sight of an energy bar on the floor. "Oh, it's a nutrition bar..." Eojin muttered, picking it up. The flower boy unwrapped it, and took a bite. It tasted weird. It was chocolate flavored, but it tasted like stale bread, which made it really hard for him to swallow. "That was disgusting. At least I'm not so hungry anymore..." He sighed dreadfully, walking along to explore the town he just discovered.
OOC:
Eojin Kim:
Eojin was inside of a building, searching through things. He really wondered what all of this was supposed to be for. It was all energy drinks and nutrition bars. "...I could use a drink." He murmured to himself, opening a red colored energy drink. The fragile boy gulped it down, hoping it would take the taste of the disgusting nutrition bar out of his mouth. "Damn it, it's not even cold. W-well, with nobody here, who would even be able to put them in the fridge?" He whispered to himself, examining the bottle and the words on it. It tasted okay, but with it being warm, he wasn't so fond of it. He quietly set the bottle on the old counter, and walked around. He could sense something. Is t-there a walker here?? P-please no...oh gods... The frail looking boy thought to himself, his eyes widening to the thought. "H-hello?? Anyone there??" He shyly squeaked, his legs shaking every step he took. The Korean boy was ready to scream. He wasn't ready to die. Not yet.
The fair-skinned boy began to hum, hoping the tune would calm him down. "Hello?? Are you there?? Show yourself please..." Eojin called, his eyes beginning to water. The flower boy trembled. He tried to be strong, but he just feels like giving up. Someone is around here, and he knows it. He can sense it. He scurried around, his quick feet making him look like a dark blur. "Help me...someone help me..." The boy sang in a panicked tone. His voice was becoming more quiet, and more shaky. He felt like this was it. Is he going to die?? Hopefully not. He wants to fight, for his sister, for his mother, for his past crush. But most of all, for his beloved father. He can't stop here.
Eojin quickly grabbed a sharp piece of glass, clutching it in his hand tightly. The glass was so sharp, it left a cut on his hand. He watched as that cut began to bleed, his eyes softening. "If you are gonna try and kill me, I'll have to prevent that." He called, his voice still low and shaky. He raised his glass shard, holding it in front of him like a knife or a gun. He was going to prove that he can make it.
As he stepped out, something pressed up against him. "AAAH! S-STOP! G-GET AWAY FROM ME!! I'LL HURT YOU!! P-PLEASE STOP!! STOP!!" He screeched, his eyes widening, and tears beginning to fall. He was going to die. He didn't want this, he was hoping this would never happen. The Korean boy began to shake, and he began to breathe rapidly. It became unhealthy for him. He turned his head slightly, getting the view of a male. "W-W-WHO ARE YOU??!" He cried loudly, clutching the glass shard in his hands even tighter. He wanted to know who this boy was, and why he thought it was right to pin him.
