Whose ωσσ∂ѕ these are I think I know. His house is in the 🅥🅘🅛🅛🅐🅖🅔 though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with 𝕤𝕟𝕠𝕨. He gives his harness bells a shake, To ask if there is some m͓̽i͓̽s͓̽t͓̽a͓̽k͓̽e͓̽. The only other sound’s the sweep, Of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have ｐｒｏｍｉｓｅｓ to keep, And ⓜⓘⓛⓔⓢ to go before I s l e e p.
SUAH AT PARTIES were as rare as a blue moon. she was USED TO staying in at nights, usually binge watching some show on netflix with her animals. but her boss had convinced her otherwise and go out for a CHANGE. so suah listened and decided that it was a NIGHT to head out. she called junko to DOLL her up, change her into a new version of herself for the night. the brunette wore thigh highs and a tiny two piece that BARELY covered her skin. her hair was curled and bounced along her shoulders. as soon as she entered through the door, she was already handed over SEVERAL bottles, all of which she took gulps from. tonight suah decided she’d go all out, since she literally NEVER did. time passed by and the brunette became a social butterfly, WANDERING through the first floor and the second floor, having drunk conversations with whoever she accidentally bumped into, smoking with STRANGERS outside and taking even more shots. t h a n k f u l l y suah was able to find an empty stool and sit down, her eyes almost HUNGRILY eyeing the vodka bottle a few inches away from her. as she turned her body, she caught a familiar FIGURE standing before her and burst into a fit of g i g g l e s as she pointed at them with a w o b b l y finger. ‘ i didn’t know you had a TWIN !! ’
the ( out - of - place and overall fatigued ) woman had spent most, if not all, of her night watching the life of the party through a pair of readers that didn’t quite fit to her eyes. she’d spent the first portion abstaining from the loud crowd, not completely understanding the concept of grinding and also not GRASPING how to take a shot. she was more or less a shit - show, hoping that no one would notice her presence let alone try to talk to her. it wasn’t until half - way through the night that she found something quite worth her while. jinha’s motherly spirit grasped hold of her, leading her feet to a poor girl, drunk and stupid, whose ( petite ) frame was surrounded by four men, and dragging her to the nearest cab. she had paid the fee and sent her safely on her way, followed by three more cab fees and three more “please be safe”s. after her endeavors into the world of hospitality ( at a party to which was not even hers ), jinha’s exhausted form found it’s way to the nearest seat. that to which was near some that happened to be occupied by a sloppy drunk who’s figure she couldn’t even make out and a young looking man who was blowing puffs of smoke from his mouth. it reminded her of the story she had once read in which a caterpillar blew smoke from his lungs, swallowing the air completely in toxic waste and questioning a POOR passerby. she couldn’t quite remember it’s name, only that it was strange ; just as was the party she was attending. a voice barely flows through the air over the noise of the party, mixing with the SMOKE from the man near, and makes it’s way to her. jinha turns with SHOCK, eyes a flash of deep brown when they meet with the other woman’s. ❝uh ----- excuse me ? are you talking to me ?❞ nervous stature shakes under pressure, eyes bolting to the others around them. well, she must be. she’s never enjoyed being under pressure, she feels trapped and suffocated. she doesn’t know what to say, as she takes everything so LITERALLY. finally a voice filters from her lips, a small seed planted in the midst of chaos. ❝i don’t have a twin. i really don’t know what you’re talking about. are you okay ? ❞
the night is DARK and full of terrors ( re: terror comes in the shape of a W O M A N ), slinks across brick structures like a shadow. HER SHADOW. she is something to be wary of, even as she walks the street so CASUALLY. as if she’s not death walking. the neon lights of various clubs cast brightness on to her looming figure that was b a t h e d in moonlight with the STARS stitched into pearly flesh. form is clothed, barely, not doing much to protect her from the whipping winds — though she doesn’t mind much, the BITE of cold making her spine shiver. keeps her awake. she’s ever vigilant, eyes BLACK LIKE THE NIGHT scanning her surroundings for possible threats as well as potential targets. boot clad feet carry her towards the nightclub she visited often as an escape ( nevermind that she ALSO ran the place ) to only come face to face with an altercation of sorts at the front door. it’d simply be bad business to let this go unnoticed, and so the slinking darkness approaches the situation with as much poise one might posess. “ — what seems to be the problem here ? ”
she stands in awe at the image before her wide doe eyes, innocence laced deep within her very core ( and an obvious sight to anyone who consumes the space near her ). a throng of people unfolds before her, barely clothed figures moving their bodies against one another as if their minds can comprehend NOTHING but the strong vibrations of the booming speakers overhead. her companion of the night had left her to fend for herself in the wild of the jungle one calls a CLUB. her first mistake of the night had been even leaving the comfort of her apartment ; her second had been trying to find her own way into the entrance of this over - populated pit of snakes. but even snakes are easier to deal with than the realities of the human society she had thrown herself into ( at first all too willing ). jinha stares at the guard blocking the door, liquid building up in her eyes from the anxiety that builds under pressure. it is just before the tears build plentiful over her fluttering lids that she notices a familiar face in the crowd ; one who, in any other instance, she may just nod her head at with familiarity. the woman’s voice is like a song to her ears, an ease to the MADNESS she had previously been striving to flee from for the past ( five ) minutes. ❝oh, i ... i guess i was supposed to bring my id, but ... i didn’t even know where i was going tonight and i don’t have it with me. my friend is in there.❞
oh god .... i hate these things . but uh !!!!!! HELO ! my name is elle, but you can call me ellie too if you want!! i’m 19 (oh shit im almost 20 bitch) and i live in the mst (gmt-7) timezone. i’m a preschool teacher and soon to be nanny which means i’m constantly busy ! so please deal with me here ! my number one skill is not conversing so uhhhhh just a fair warning when you try to talk to me, i’m AWKWARD AS FUCK. i LOVE LOVE LOVE red velvet and day6 and have an unhealthy addiction to coffee. it takes me a long time to do things like wanted connections and biographies but i’m gonna try to do those soon(ish). anywhoooo uh here’s jinha!!!!! please be kind as this is gonna be messy...
trigger warning(s): miscarriage.
̗̀ MORTALS BEWARE! IS THAT { GAEA } ? OH NO, THAT’S JUST { BAE JINHA }. THE { TWENTY - ONE } YEAR OLD { CISFEMALE } CURRENTLY WORKS AROUND ILSAN AS A { ZOOLOGY RESEARCH ASSISTANT }. { SHE } HAS BEEN SAID TO BE { KINDHEARTED } BUT CAREFUL THEY CAN ALSO BE { IMPETUOUS }. SOME SAY THEY HAVE A STRANGE RESEMBLANCE TO { HA SOOYOUNG/YVES } BUT THEY DON’T SEE IT. { ELLE, SHE/HER, 19, GMT-7 }
uhhh to start off!!!! gaea was “mother earth”, she gave life to the first titans and the first humans. she is essentially the giver of life. she is the daughter of chaos and was originally worshiped as the “mother goddess” before zeus was born. so just uh keep that in mind
jinha’s mother was twenty - six, her father twenty - nine, by the time they tried to get pregnant. their first two pregnancies had ended in miscarriages. by the third pregnancy, they were stricken with paranoia. they were seeing specialists, had moved to the suburbs of the city and were praying day and night for their baby’s health. by the second trimester, the woman was beginning to feel sick, vomiting almost daily, unable to eat, and fatigue plagued her. her eyesight was the first to go, then her hearing came second. the woman was beginning to lose any real sense of reality, sure that her or her child would not survive through childbirth.
to the couple’s and every doctor’s surprise, it was a healthy birth. though she was petite, at a little over 6 pounds, she had no physical problems. her mother, though hard of hearing and sight, was as healthy as any normal delivery would allow.
the parents of this young child still could not believe that they had a child, and they vowed to keep her as safe as they could until they could no longer. she lived in a bubble from the moment she came home from the hospital. her childhood was nothing but loneliness and restrictions. she was not to go outside by herself, she could not go to any public facilities for fear that she would catch a disease, she was to eat all organic and by the time she was five she was on a vegan and gluten free diet. she was home - schooled and even the children on the block never wanted to play with her. they would often tease her and call her rapunzel, for she was trapped in that house and never let out.
at nine years old, she requested that her parents give her a sibling. her loneliness was beginning to get to her head. she still had imaginary friends at almost ten and spent most if not all of her time only reading books and her school work. jinha’s parents thought about it for almost a year before deciding against it, too proud of the perfect child that they had raised through thick and thin.
her only sanctuary was the one hour drive to her grandfather’s farm. ironically, it was the one place she actually felt safe and secure. for years, her grandfather taught her how to tend to crops, gardens, and animals. she spent hours in the barn, reading to her grandfather, as well as the chickens and horses, as he did his work.
by nineteen, jinha was given the choice to go to a local university. she would choose zoology as a major and continue to live at home, despite years of wanting to leave. she was not prepared to live by herself and she was terrified of the reality of university. to say the least, her parents were relieved at such.
two years later, she is asked to move to ilsan to work as a research assistant on the field for the university. and that’s where she is... living in ilsan on the dime of the university. she is their best student and best researcher in the field despite being so young and inexperienced. perhaps it comes naturally.
okay fafjsldf that was really messy i'm sorry... please feel free to add me on discord if u wanna plot or anything! i'm not here on mobile so that's the best way to reach me. 1 YEAR WITH THE LOML !#4607
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