on a bright note

Red Velvet’s Tumblrs

Irene: aesthetic, pastel colours (mainly purple), cute cats or dogs, cute clothes. She may post ootd’s or selfies if she’s really feeling herself. Has cute anons that compliment her and she loves them so much.

Wendy: PUPPIES and cute animals in general. She would also reblog political stuff, like gifsets of feminist quotes or anti-Trump stuff. Posts covers of songs once in a while that get like 3 notes at first until two years later they blow up somehow and get thousands of notes and drown her dash in notifications.

Seulgi: Bright and motivational stuff. Her theme is yellow/orange and she reblogs pretty flowers or cute gifsets of people helping the homeless or sticking up for gay rights. Built up a following slowly but when she hits her peak, she’s really liked. That’s bc she doesn’t involve herself in drama. Her blog is a happy, reassuring place and random anons message her about their troubles since she gives nice, understanding replies ~

Joy: Shitposts and memes and funny gifs. Somewhere in all this mess would be stuff about her favourite bands. Tries to make friends but ppl never reply to her. Finds pics of her fav member, screenshots a close up then posts it on tumblr, ranting about how SHE WANTS TO PUNCH THEIR BEAUTIFUL FACES HOW DARE THEY -

Her tags are a mess btw.

Yeri: Posts like mad for a week straight then disappears for six months. Pretty illusive. Doesn’t interact with others much. Mainly just reblogs pretty pictures of bands she likes or perfect makeup looks: #must try this #nvm I can’t do winged liner :/

Originally posted by fyeah-redvelvet

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.