yangbbokari - Mumu🐼🌸☁️
Mumu🐼🌸☁️

Hi! I'm Mumu (pen name), 14

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Mumu!!! Idk How Often You Post, But Do You Have Any Anons??? If So... Can I Be ... Hehe

mumu!!! idk how often you post, but do you have any anons??? if so... can i be 🫗... hehe

YES OFCCCC

I'LL ADD YOU TO THE LIST

and I don't post often but I try😅

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1 year ago
Merry Christmas @winterfloral

merry christmas @winterfloral

1 year ago

Hai mumu I luv u ;3

oh really...

what if I love u more tho????

Hai Mumu I Luv U ;3

jkjkjkjkjk i love you too


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1 year ago

stop fucking following me

I'm sorry, I took much offense to that

I don't mean to be rude but I will state it this way bc this is the only way ik how. I'm very bad at expressing my emotions

first and foremost, i never "fucking" followed you so I have no idea what you're talking about.

I just scrolled through your blog to make sure I didn't interact with any of your things.

Which I infact did.

But let me point out. The only posts I interacted w/ were ones w/ @atinyniki

who I am mutuals w/, mind you

so I'm sry if I somehow managed to make you uncomfortable but I've never even really even seen your acc on my feed

so if you want to say something, "confront" me abt something, or talk things out; that's fine. But don't ever come into my inbox being rude because I've ever been that way to you.

Thank you for making me "realize" that I'm interacting w/ ur blog too much. I will refrain from doing so from now on. Have a wonderful day/night.


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1 year ago

SEARCHING FOR MY MUSE

Synopsis: Hyunjin searches for inspiration for his next art piece. Y/n offers some suggestions only to be hurt in the process.

SEARCHING FOR MY MUSE
SEARCHING FOR MY MUSE
SEARCHING FOR MY MUSE

bf!Hyunjin x gn!Reader Genre — Angst Warnings — Reader has anxiety around self-image, Petnames (Love, baby)

Word Count — 0.8k

Real images from Hyunjin's art pieces!

SEARCHING FOR MY MUSE

Hyunjin sat on a wooden stool in his room. His eyes scanned around the room, searching for something to draw or paint. Usually on days like these where he is in his room, he finds it so easy to put something onto some kind of canvas. But today seemed different; the clouds outside dimmed the natural light in the room and everything in the room wasn’t calling out to him. He continued to sit there with a pencil in his right hand, hoping for an answer.

“Y/n!” He suddenly calls out. “I need help!” He waits a couple of seconds to hear if you are coming but is met with total silence despite the dorm having everyone home. He groans, standing up from his chair to open the door and call you once more. This time, little pitter patter of your feet meeting the wood floor could be heard approaching his room. You walk up to the door that is slightly ajar and smile brightly at the boy who already made his way back to his stool. 

“What do you need, love?” You ask as you find a place to sit on his bed. 

“I want to create something… I just don’t know what” Your lips curl into another smile as you look around the room. There are painting supplies everywhere, stuffed animals, paintings of actors in movie scenes… what hasn’t he created yet? On the other hand, Hyunjin was impatiently waiting for an answer. His legs shook the table in front of him as he waited for your reply.

“Well, what about those flowers that Versace sent you? Maybe your take on that?” Hyunjin’s head tilts from side to side, considering your idea for a few seconds. But he stops and rubs his neck as he looks around the room.

“No. I already painted something like that before” He huffs. You look to where his head is directing you and you see a bouquet of flowers on an old canvas. Although the flowers on the canvas weren’t from Versace, his artwork is worth more than any item of theirs. Your eyes continued to examine the boy’s room in hopes to not only find physical things to paint but also feelings.

“Hmmm… How about those shoes you placed next to your wardrobe?” He takes a quick glance at the wardrobe and shakes his head. “No, I want something challenging” He responds. 

“What abooooout… that plant that is hung up on your ceiling? It has nice leaves flowing out of it?” Again, his eyes search for the plant and he sighs. “Already sketched that”. He flips through his journal a few times to show you the black sketch over his shoulder.

“Well then… How do you feel today? The weather is a bit melancholy so maybe show me what that means to you?” Hyunjin sits still. No head tilting or eyes wandering around the room. You thought for a moment that that was his answer to his inspiration until he quietly groans. 

“I want to create something that contrasts this weather. This weather is actually making me tired” Instead of offering more objects to get on his paper, you think again about more thought-evoking ideas. No sad or somber thoughts, nothing that is in this room…With this criteria, you had no idea what he was looking for. As a way to lighten the room up, you offered another suggestion. 

“Hyunne, I don’t know what you’re looking for so why not just paint me? You’ve never painted me before!” You jumped off the bed to see the look on his face. Hoping to see a soft smile appear from this idea about someone he loved, you saw a face of disgust instead. His eyes were squinted and his eyebrows furrowed into his face.

“Why would I paint you? You won’t even look good” He mumbles. The smile on your face fades into a frown. Your heart absolutely broke. You weren’t always so happy about the way you looked. You didn’t look  like the people you would see Hyunjin around. You were just you. Yet Hyunjin still loved you inside and out. He always told you this too. So why was he acting like this?  

“Why not?” Your voice wavered as you tried your best to keep your anxieties and tears at bay. 

“If I painted you, you would look terrible” His confirming words broke the dam. You began to cry quietly at his hurtful words. Hyunjin doesn’t flinch from his seat even though you started to sniffle from the tears finally making its way down. 

“Oh… Okay then” You nod as if he was paying attention. You reached to tap him on the shoulder so he knew you were hurt but you chose to fight back your sob instead. You couldn’t bear to be in the room anymore as his words began to puddle inside of your head so you left without another word.

SEARCHING FOR MY MUSE

Thank you for reading!

If you want a part 2, please reblog, comment and like/note to let me know :)

xx ki (riizeandshine)


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1 year ago

hai mumu :3 you are so kewl 💕

awww ty so much annonie😭😭😭

that actually mean a lot to me. ur such a life saver rn🫶🏻


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