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Post by ashley juyeon park on Oct 26, 2012 21:20:59 GMT -5
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[STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 52px; color: #DB7367; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 36px; text-align: justify; padding: 0px 8px 0px 15px;]✖ DREAMS TURN[/style][STYLE=float: right; width: 300px; background-color: #DB7367; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; color: #EBEBEB; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 9px; text-align: justify; padding: 3px 10px 3px 10px;]INTO NIGHTMARES. OUR MEETING WAS A SPOILER BECAUSE HOWEVER YOU LOOK AT IT, THE ENDING WAS CLEAR. THE ILLUSION DIES AS TIME DRAGS ON. [/style][STYLE=float: left; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #454545; width: 110px; margin-right: 5px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 20px;][STYLE=background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/MSScW.png); width: 100px; height: 100px; border: #DB7367 5px solid;] [/style]
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[STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; background-color: #CFA6A1; padding: 4px; color: #EBEBEB; text-align: center;]NOTES[/style] outfit sorry if it's a little jumpy. i got some big news and i can't think straight lol[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #454545; padding: 35px 20px 10px 20px; line-height: 11px; text-align: justify;] Ashley grinned devilishly as they received their skates. She was plotting something, yet again. Her eyes glanced over at the rink and then back to Olliver. The game would be a simple race. They would race around the rink once and when Ashley won she knew exactly what she wanted. "So we're gonna race! Once around. Loser has to do whatever the winner wants," Ashley stuck her tongue out. She liked Olliver and she liked playing with him. Sure he seemed a bit reserved but it's not like that mattered. She asked anything she wanted and did whatever she wanted.
She sat and took a moment to put her skates on. Putting them on always seemed to be a struggle. They were so firm and sturdy. It wasn't like she could widen things out or stretch it a bit. Oh no. She had to slip her foot in all easy like and carefully. Ashley's lips pursed her lips as she focused on slipping into the skates. "You up for it Oppa? I don't think I'm gonna lose~!" she teased.
Ashley plotted in her head exactly what she'd have him do if she won. It was a simple but great request. Ashley would ask for him to ride around the rink with her on his back, all while yelling at the top of his lungs 'Ashley is very pretty.' For a moment, she wondered if he could go through it even if she did win. He'd have to, right? Since he agreed to the deal.
The moment she stepped onto the ice she felt a difference in temperature. Her arms almost immediately wrapped around her body, she craved heat. In retrospect, coming to the ice rink might not have been the best option when she was wearing shorts but she lived in the moment. Things just sort of happened and she went along. "Oppa!! You ready?" Ashley asked as she skated backwards. "You don't want none of this, huh?"
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Post by olliver henry hughes on Nov 17, 2012 13:34:39 GMT -5
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i can live without you but without you i'll be miserable at best Olliver smiled down at Ashley. This was the most fun he'd had in a while. All of his problems and nightmares seemed to melt away and for once he'd felt really, truly, happy. Sure, he was still a bit shy, but it wasn't really the kind of "I-just-met-you-and-I-don't-know-what-to-do" shy. It was more of a getting to know someone type of shy… Olliver didn't really know if there was a difference, but to him, it felt like there was. And he felt like he knew what he was talking about, considering he had spent most of his life feeling shy. But with Ashley he felt comfortable. And happy. Which where two things Olliver really liked.
"So we're gonna race! Once around. Loser has to do whatever the winner wants," Ashley exclaimed, sticking her tongue out. Olliver laughed. She was quite the character. He debated in his mind whether or not he should tell her that he'd gone skating every other winter. Bree used to drag him there with her and so he'd gotten pretty good at it. Growing up in England, he felt like it was almost a requirement to know how to skate. After all, it got pretty cold. And his entire family knew how to, though they didn't do it often. Except for Olliver of course.
Ashley sat down to put on her skates, and he sat next to her and did the same. He was quick with his skates and saw that Ashley was struggling a bit. "You up for it Oppa? I don't think I'm gonna lose~!" she teased him. He laughed and knelt in front of her, and gently put the skates on for her. "Confident, huh? Olliver smiled. He then proceeded to lace hers up, considering he was on the ground anyway. "Is it um, tight enough?" he asked, looking up at her.
What if he won? What would he do? More like, what would he make her do? He didn't really know. Maybe he could keep the winning as a favor until it came to use. If he won, that is. What would Ashley make him do? He could only guess it would be embarrassing. But it really wouldn't be fun otherwise, would it? Olliver smiled to himself as he followed Ashley onto the ice. Ashley wrapped her arms around herself; she looked cold. Olliver instinctively hugged her. Then he quickly pulled away, turning red. "Sorry, you ah, looked cold," he said, looking away.
"Oppa!! You ready? You don't want none of this, huh?" Olliver laughed as she skated backwards. Maybe he would loose after all. Or maybe he'd just be kind and let her win. Who knows? He was having too much fun to think it through.
words 466 tagged #ashley #shie notes o u t f i t OLLIVER USUALLY DOESN’T WEAR GLASSES, THIS IS RARE. Sorry it took so long babe</3 |
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Post by ashley juyeon park on Dec 1, 2012 22:18:53 GMT -5
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[STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 52px; color: #DB7367; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 36px; text-align: justify; padding: 0px 8px 0px 15px;]✖ DREAMS TURN[/style][STYLE=float: right; width: 300px; background-color: #DB7367; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; color: #EBEBEB; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 9px; text-align: justify; padding: 3px 10px 3px 10px;]INTO NIGHTMARES. OUR MEETING WAS A SPOILER BECAUSE HOWEVER YOU LOOK AT IT, THE ENDING WAS CLEAR. THE ILLUSION DIES AS TIME DRAGS ON. [/style][STYLE=float: left; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #454545; width: 110px; margin-right: 5px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 20px;][STYLE=background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/MSScW.png); width: 100px; height: 100px; border: #DB7367 5px solid;] [/style]
[STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; background-color: #DB7367; padding: 4px; color: #EBEBEB; text-align: center;]TAGS[/style] ollie
[STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; background-color: #D48981; padding: 4px; color: #EBEBEB; text-align: center;]WORDS[/style] too lazy didn't count
[STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; background-color: #CFA6A1; padding: 4px; color: #EBEBEB; text-align: center;]NOTES[/style] outfit[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #454545; padding: 35px 20px 10px 20px; line-height: 11px; text-align: justify;] She smiled to herself. It didn't matter what the were doing, she just couldn't stop thinking about how cute he was to do something for her. It wasn't everyday a guy did something like that. Even when she was alive. Though, that might of been because she was sort of a punk when she was alive. Ashley wasn't a bully or anything, but she got into trouble a lot because she would play tricks on people or she'd get caught vandalizing something. It didn't help that she wasn't particularly good in school either. Most of the boys she did hang out with only liked her because of her look and they really didn't show any kind gestures towards her -- at least not like this. Olliver was something else for sure. Spending this time with her, tying her skates, and keeping her warm. For a moment, she wondered if he was doing this on purpose. Was he trying to get closer to her? Did it help that she was an open book? No. The most important question was, did she mind? Not one bit. It was truly refreshing to be with someone like him and it wasn't like she hated it or anything. He was cute after all.
"Okaay" She giggled. Ashley was ready to get this race started. The faster this thing went, the quicker she could grab her prize. "Readyyyyy set...GO!" Ashley sped off without hesitation, she wanted to win. Badly. There wasn't much at stake -- well there was seeing as he could pretty much ask her to do anything -- but Ashley wanted to win, simply for the feel of it. That and she really wanted to see him go through with what she had in mind. She wasn't exactly the fastest in the world though, but if anything went wrong Ashley had a little ace up her sleeve. Something she could use just in case she tipped up and things looked grim.
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Post by olliver henry hughes on Dec 26, 2012 12:30:03 GMT -5
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i can live without you but without you i'll be miserable at best Olliver couldn't stop smiling. He couldn't help it, Ashley's smile was contagious. She had this way to make him forget all of his troubles - just for the moment. It had been so long since he'd stopped worrying about being dead. Or since he'd stopped being worried about Bree, Isaac, and Char. It was nice to laugh and smile freely again. And it was because Ashely was around. It was nice - she had such a carefree spirit and she looked like she was having fun. As long as his date (which, at the thought of that made him blush - he had a date) was having fun, he was having fun. Well, the was the case most of the time, anyway.
And speaking of dates, Ollie hadn't had one in a while. Nor did he know how to act on a first date, because Bree had been pretty permanent. And when Olliver thought about it, he would've liked if they'd gotten married one day - but now he'd never know. And maybe it was about time for him to move on anyway. But first dates were something in the past. And he'd gotten so comfortable with Bree, there was no longer the awkwardness that had come with dating other girls. Not that Olliver had dated many other girls, but it had still been pretty awkward.
Now here he was, on a first date, with a girl who he literally ran into - well, more like she ran into him, but still. And Olliver couldn't help it, he felt nervous, and possibly, just maybe he felt a little excited. This was a new chance, a new girl - and Olliver had to say he did seem to like Ashley. But of course he felt shy. Did she like him? And moreover, could this even count as a date? Or were they just hanging out? As friends? The idea of that almost made him sad, but he wasn't confident enough to ask her.
"Okaay!" Ashley giggled, as they skated to their impromptu start line. Olliver would be worried, but he was having too much fun to worry. "Readyyyyy set… GO!" Ashley cried as she sped ahead, moving quickly. He let out a laughed and followed after her, trying to catch up. And he did catch up - not quickly, but he made it. They were neck and neck, but Olliver could tell that she was just as fast as him; maybe faster. He grinned. He knew that if he went easy on her, she could tell - and she wouldn't like that. So Olliver just tried to keep up.
words 444 tagged #ashley #shie notes o u t f i t OLLIVER USUALLY DOESN’T WEAR GLASSES, THIS IS RARE. Sorry it took so long babe</3 |
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Post by ashley juyeon park on Apr 8, 2013 22:22:08 GMT -5
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Ashley turned her head ever so slightly and flashed Olliver her tongue. It was almost as if she was teasing before taking her outstanding victory. Why was so sure of her victory? She was confident but it was more because she was ready to use her secret weapon. Aegyo. Her natural feminine charms could benefit her in a moment like this. It wasn't cheating more like flirting while racing. There was no harm in flirting, right? Ashley didn't know him that well - even though he was one of the few cute boys she had ran across - more importantly he was a boy. A teenage boy. It worked almost one hundred percent of the time on them.
Ashley batted her eyelashes and blew a kiss all before speeding up. "Oppa you're so fast how am I to be a match for you?" There was aegyo and then there was flight. She wasn't adept or anything but she knew the basics. Ashley hovered and glided before; it was an ability she had abused quite a bit. "Too bad I'm not that type of girl~!" she teased before her legs lifted off of the ground. It didn't do much - if anything at all - but she believed she was winning. For all she knew she crossed the finish line first but then again her eyes were closed when they crossed it.
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