i miss your purple hair!!!!

anonymous asked:

13, 17, 19, 33, 39, 46, 47, 55, 66, 79, 80, and 99. sorry there's so many! These were really good questions

Sorry this took 5 ever thank you for waiting!

13: what’s something that made you smile today?
Talking to a cute girl and having her call me pet names and hug me and sit close to me was super adorable and made me smile ☺️

17: what color do you really want to dye your hair?
Purple again omg I miss my purple hair!

19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it?
I have an art journal! I collage or do some word-art in it about once a week!

33: what’s your fave pastry?
Answered ♥️

39: what color do you wear the most?
Answered ♥️

46: tell us the worst pun you can think of.
I held up a stuffed cow and said something was wUDDERful (wonderful) the other day.

47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe?
In my personal opinion anything creamy that’s not frozen has got to go but that’s a sensory issue for me. I still wanna say Mayo but I know that’s one of the few fear foods I’ve held on to a bit.

55: what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point?
Hurt myself? Quit a job? Walk away from important conversation? Cry? No specific incident comes to my brain but I’m sure I’ve done something worthy of the Drama Queen title.

66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?
white and pink and blue and purple flowers! Simple, braided in my hair.

79: what’s one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?
Oh gosh….both my exes’ are very sweet people and I’m sure it’s something romantic on of them did.

80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why?
They’re white. I didn’t pick it lol.

99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.
Let The Rain - Sara Bareilles
Hercules - Sara Bareilles
Bet on It - HSM2 Soundtrack
Breathe Me - Sia
Citadel - Anna Nalick
Keep Breathing - Ingrid Michaelson
Anything from The Last 5 Years (either soundtrack edition tbh)

redninjakitty14  asked:

LILY-SEMPAIIIIIII!!!!!!!! bmp 1 princes finding mc after she was kidnapped? LOVE YOU BAI -hugsand runs away-

Hello Neko-Kouhai~~~

Wilfred: He heaved a sigh of relief once he had you in his arms. The entire night he never left your side. He brushed your hair out of your face as you slept peacefully, holding his hand tightly as though he would disappear. He pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“I missed you…”

Joshua: The purple haired Prince nearly fainted at the sight of Jan holding you tightly. You had been gone for what seemed like years when it was really only a few days. Joshua crushed you to hi chest, burying his face in your neck and cradling your head against him.

“I never thought I’d see you again…”

Keith: He prince didn’t waste a minute as he escorted you to the bedroom, ordering all the servants to stay away. He would never admit it but he just wanted to have you to himself to cuddle and hold.

“I missed you…”

Roberto: He was openly crying as he hugged you, spinning you around as he proclaimed his love for you over and over again. He completely ignored Alberto as he tried to get the prince to put you down.

“I’m so happy you’re home safe. I love you so much!”

Edward: He embraced you tightly from behind as the warm water from the bath soothed your muscles. His lips pressed occasional pecks to your wet skin as he basked in your returned prescience.

“It fills me with such happiness to know that you are safe.”

Glenn: He felt tears prick at his eyes as he saw you. You were bruised and limping slightly but you managed to smile when you saw him. He embraced you tightly, breathing in your scent that he’s missed so much.

“I wasn’t crying, idiot!”

You know when your hands get so cold…they stiffen? I have that it was so hard to type this xD



At this Cafe| Jihoon One Shot

Genre: angst

Summary: Writing everything out helps. 

Originally posted by hoshbun

“I think we should break up.” 

“I-I agree. It’s best for the both of us.” 

Lies. All I said that day were lies. I didn’t agree. I didn’t agree with us breaking up. I knew we were falling apart. I was aware that our relationship was becoming unsteady. But it was us. We always made it work out in the end. Every argument, every conflict, every obstacle– we fought it off with perseverance and cooperation. Us. I used to believe in us. I loved us. I loved you. I still do. 

Getting over you is probably the most difficult task that I’ve encountered. Every little thing reminds me of you. It doesn’t help that I still live in our apartment. It doesn’t help that your scent still lingers. It doesn’t help that you became such a big part of my life that it’s especially difficult to cut you out. 

In general, I’m doing fine. I’m not letting my feelings dictate my whole life. You taught me that. You taught me to enjoy life and watching your passion to pursue your dreams and to relish every moment inspired me. I’ve been managing between work, social life, and just getting used to being without you. There are days where it overwhelms me but I pick myself up and tell myself that this isn’t what you would want. 

“Yeah, don’t let some guy ruin you.” 

“You’re better off without him anyway.” 

Those are few of the many lines my friends would tell me every now and then. Our break up isn’t recent but there are times where I let myself slip and my friends are there to comfort me. I know they mean well, but I wish they wouldn’t spill lies all the time. I’m not better off with you out of my life. I was a better person with you. You made me happier and rekindled the passion inside me to pursue what I wanted to do. I admire you for that. 

I saw you today. 

I wasn’t stalking you! We just so happened to go to the same cafe on our way to work. I forgot that your company’s building is relatively close to mine–how could I forget those times where you would spontaneously pick me up from work and take me out? I was grateful. 

I was a couple of persons behind you in the line and by the time I made it to the counter, you were out the door. You cut your hair. And also dyed it to a chocolate brown. I miss your fluffy pastel purple hair; but I like this look on you too. You look good. 


I went for lunch at the same cafe on the same day. Disappointingly, you weren’t there. But Seungcheol and Mingyu were. They were carrying drinks worthy for all 13 of you. I chuckled inside. I remember how I would have to help you whenever you were sent out on the coffee run. 

“How have you been?” 

All 13 of you were the sweetest guys I’ve ever met. You were always so considerate and courteous, to everyone you met. Even to me. Even after our break up. 

“I’m good, thanks for asking,” I smiled at them. 

Seungcheol smiled softly. “You look good.” 

“Thanks! Are you guys ready for your comeback? I know it’s coming up soon,” I followed the news and stuff your group releases. I can’t help but stare just a little longer at your teaser photos though. 

“Almost! Our stage is next week. Soonyoung-hyung has been working hard finalizing our choreo and he’s been working diligently on our title song,” Mingyu smiled, sheepish about saying your name to me. I was touched by his consideration. 

“Jihoon always works hard. I hope he doesn’t overdo himself for this comeback. Take care of him and all the other boys,” I told Seungcheol, patting him on the shoulder as I stood up and took my trash with me. “My lunch break is about to end but it was nice seeing you guys. Good luck!” 

“Thank you! Hopefully we’ll see you again!” 

As much as I loved the boys like they were my brothers, I didn’t really want to see you guys again. Well, not you to be specific. Seeing you today tugged at my heartstrings and affected me more than I thought it would. I need to control my feelings before I face you again. I want to be strong and not run back to you. 

That cafe became a regular stop for me at least once during my day. The atmosphere was so comforting and cozy. It was like a safe haven for me away from the stress of work. And it let me think and contemplate a lot. Specifically, about you. I guess letting my thoughts of you out would be better than bottling them up. 

“Four caramel macchiato. Three fruit smoothies. Five matcha lattes. One americano. Will that be all?”

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