𝕞𝕚𝕕𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 skin blanketing ⓒⓞⓒⓐⓘⓝⓔ toned hips, a warm tongue points; THIS !! the taste of 𝕖𝕔𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕪 on my fingertips taunts the rehab in my touch, yearning to risk it. my ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs, fantasies, controlling the n̲e̲r̲v̲e̲s̲ that PLEAD under my fingers !!
their relationship was nothing more than textbook case fuckery, a couple of young adults having too much fun for their own good. the bedroom was their playground, a merry - go - round made of loose sheets and a worn down bed frame. her mind would spin at his touch, but she’d always STOP him at what one could call “the point of no return”. it was like taking candy from a baby, and she somehow seemed to ENJOY it. sex was never anything more than work to her, perhaps it’s why she didn’t want to give jinho the LUXURY of it. it wouldn’t be the same, that she knew for sure. bare feet pad the cold floor as her naked body makes it’s way to her clothes lying on the floor of his apartment. she slips on the black lace, now walking in nothing but a pair of panties and a bra in her hand toward his form on the bed. ❝ think she’d be mad if i left this right HERE? ❞ slender fingers reach to hang the article upon the bed’s frame, dangling loosely as she lets go. // @apollxus
“do you think this will match well with that dress i bought a few days ago?” junko lifted up her delicate feet to show off the heels. she was seated upon the large soft cushions of the high brand shoe store, giving her plenty of room to lie down and lift her legs. tilting her head to the side and twisting her foot to get a better view of the heel, junko waited patiently for nina’s answer. the model loved to go shopping as a way to blow off some steam but preferred doing it with a friend. nina was the perfect person to go shopping because the other was always so patient with junko’s indecisive decisions and managed to put her into a good mood. “or should i get the gold pair of these? you think i can pull it off?” putting her foot down, junko glanced over to nina with a bright smile. @blindfolly
their day out had been the same as all their others ; filled with shoes, dresses, and bags to match. if she were to ADMIT, nina was quite the spender. she enjoyed lavishing in the finest accessories, dressing her best from head to toe. she would squeeze herself into the tightest dress, put on the highest heels, and TWIRL in front of the mirror to gaze upon herself with a sense of pride. nina’s daydreaming while sitting upon the store bench was interrupted by junko’s cheerful voice. she didn’t know how much more she could take it, the happiness she expressed whenever she would look upon nina with that ear to ear grin that made nina want to GAG. nevertheless, she put a smile of her own upon features, nodding along playfully with the other girl. ❝go with the gold,❞ she spoke with a firmness in her voice, one that often got her what she wanted. ❝ the gold will stand out more. that’s what you WANT, right ?❞
the call had come in during a night of work, she was still wearing the shining dress and heels to match. the only breath of ease she took from the fine establishment to the fancy car was to fix her smudged under - eyes. on most occasions she enjoyed to keep kaiden waiting ( mostly to watch him squirm ) but the check had landed in her hand almost the minute she walked in and ... she’s never been one to linger. swift fingers send a quick message to kaiden, telling him she’s arrived. high - heeled feet click against the tile floor of the hallways, leading her to his door. with a knock, she takes a final look around the corridor. // @idckaiden
hello all! this is elle again, back with a muse completely different from my previous one. i need to change things up. uh the basics about me, i live in the mst timezone, use she/her pronouns, and i love red velvet, day6, and nct a LOT !! i’m very busy, so please don’t ever feel like i’m ignoring you if i don’t answer ims. the best way to reach me is discord, which i will put under the cut along with the information about nina. so um !!! about nina !! she’s a con - artist and has a pretty bad temper so most of her interactions will have to be based on connections unless you want DRAMA ( which i love ). more info about her under the cut !!
tw: murder, child abuse, drug use, light gore, death
hello all! this is elle again, back with a muse completely different from my previous one. i need to change things up. uh the basics about me, i live in the mst timezone, use she/her pronouns, and i love red velvet, day6, and nct a LOT !! i’m very busy, so please don’t ever feel like i’m ignoring you if i don’t answer ims. the best way to reach me is discord, which i will put under the cut along with the information about nina. so um !!! about nina !! she’s a con - artist and has a pretty bad temper so most of her interactions will have to be based on connections unless you want DRAMA ( which i love ). more info about her under the cut !!
tw: murder, child abuse, drug use, light gore, death
̗̀ mortals beware! is that { até } ? oh no, that’s just { nina kwon }. the { nineteen } year old { cisfemale } currently works around ilsan as a { con - artist }. { she } has been said to be { intelligent } but careful they can also be { manipulative }. some say they have a strange resemblance to { kim yerim } but they don’t see it. { elle, she/her, 19, gmt-7 }
kwon heejin: daughter of an excessive heroin user and an underground fighter. the two were in love, if at least for a moment. it only lasted a few years, as her drug problem was becoming increasingly difficult to control and his temper was nothing less than dangerous and quite terrifying to those around him. it was the last moments before anyone noticed these things about the couple that the child was born. it was a premature delivery due to her mother’s needs and she spent most of her first few months in hospitals, being tested, poked, and prodded. once she left the stale odor of chemicals and was unhinged from the tubes and monitors, her parents’s showed no love for her. even as a small child, when she would cry out, her mother would shoot herself up once more and slam the door. and her father’s income was growing scarce, his work dwindling as he sustained injuries in his older age.
as she grew, things about her odd family started to seem normal to her. only bad girls get hit, she would repeat it to herself over and over as she silently sobbed herself to sleep every night. no one ever questioned it, they were too scared to. if anything, some families just assumed she was training to fight like her father. her mother’s addiction only got worse, and she was moving on to more dangerous drugs. heejin’s father always reminded her, she was to take care of her mother no matter the circumstance.
at the age of 16, her mother died of an overdose on the living room couch while heejin was attending school. when she found her, she ran to the bedroom closet in fear of her father’s punishment. she hid, with a knife pressed close to her chest and held her breath until she heard her father’s footsteps walk through the door. a shout of anger, a crash, and then barreling footsteps toward her room. she shut her eyes tight as she heard the door swing open and crash against the wall, splintering the drywall in the process. through the slits in the closet she watched as her father destroyed the only place in the house in which she could call home. finally, he made his way to the closet door, pulling it from it’s hinges and finding a shaking heejin. the knife in her trembling hands almost fell to the ground as he grabbed her petite form and threw it across the room.
she noticed that with the force, she had cut her leg and blood was trickling down her thigh. her father was standing in the doorway of the closet, staring at her with fury in his eyes. she barely even remembers what happened next, she screamed as he made his way toward her and she ran as hard as she could.
she sustained a broken rib and bruises all along her body by the end of it as she stared into her parent’s dead eyes. her father’s torso was nothing but stab wounds, dried blood caking his shirt. her mother’s mouth was puffy with saliva and she was pale as snow.
she left with only a pack of clothes and the drug money she had found in her mother’s purse. it wasn’t much, but enough for her to skip town. she found herself in hongdae after a black out, sleeping on a bench with nothing to cover her but the sweatshirt on her back. the money in her bag was gone, either stolen or spent she didn’t know. she still had the bills stuffed in her pockets and bra and at least that was enough to get herself a meal. she was found by a woman, eating alone on a street bench in the cold. the woman took her to a shelter for young women, telling her she’d be safe there. desperate for a good meal and a bed, she played along. when they asked her for her name she told them “nina kwon” and everything else was unknown to her. she told them she was born in the states and that her parents died in an accident. a lie to which she would convince herself was true.
she found work, with a woman whose name she would never really know. she was given clothing and shelter, with a move to ilsan, and that’s all she could ask for. the only thing she knew for sure was that this is how she gets money. she goes to lavish parties, auctions, dresses in the finest clothing and jewelry, and then ... she gets the gold.
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