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@cyeoni-blog
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i miss yeoni so i’m gonna stop bein a lil shit & do a (pre-est) STARTER CALL!! they’ll probably be short, because i’m not so great at unplotted starters, but feel free to expand if you want to.
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i miss yeoni so i’m gonna stop bein a lil shit & do a (pre-est) STARTER CALL!! they’ll probably be short, because i’m not so great at unplotted starters, but feel free to expand if you want to.
› @ofnxght (x)
❝ — hey, let’s get food, ❞ sooyeon suggests, quite out of nowhere, eyes drooping where they sit beneath her brows as she stares at first into the distance and then over at the other. her stomach makes a noise, like it’s begging them to agree. ❝ ... i’ll pay. and i won’t judge you for eating meat. ❞
› @bluevhyun (x)
❝ ‘m on BREAK, ❞ she damn near wails when she hears someone tapping on the door of the shop, not that they can hear her from the back room where’s sat in her office chair, back in bliss and head swimming. but the tapping doesn’t stop, so she lets out a noise akin to a SOB as she pushes herself up, blinking sleep out of her eyes when she steps through the bead curtain to see who’s at the door. ah, but it’s not a stranger, so she can’t get mad — she can only exhale heavily and stumble a little as she walks to unlock the door, and mumble, ❝ what’s up? ❞ once it’s opened.
› @kjxngdae (x)
❝ it’s just rain, you crybaby, ❞ she laughs from under the safety of her polka dot umbrella, sticking her tongue out a bit. ❝ you’re not gonna melt — you’re not SWEET enough. ❞ another laugh, this one more a snort than a giggle — but, of course, immediately after saying this, she’s taking the steps necessary to hold the umbrella up over his head as well. ❝ happy now? ❞
› JAE!
“i wanted to make this pumpkin curry, it looks good.” seungjae was trying, at least. he was a fairly decent cook, with a recipe beside him & a bit of help. of course, seungjae had completely forgotten that yeoni was always aching more than most people. they were both kind of fucked up.
seungjae felt a little guilty that his pains only flared up when he wasn’t getting beaten the shit out of in a ring, forcing himself to sneak around at night just to get the money needed to at least pay his way in rent towards supporting his sister. but he smiled, and his featured relaxed as she spoke. yeoni was right, as always.
jae grabbed one of the heavier bags from where yeoni had placed them, lifting it into his arms before carefully putting away the tins in one of the overhead cupboards. once finished, he turned back to the phone and carefully made sure to read the first few instructions. he at least wanted to do most of the preparation. doing nothing would make seungjae feel like a free-loader. this is only temporary, the elder thought, lip sucked under top teeth in concentration.
“do you mind washing the mint leaves?”
a little grin found its way onto her face when seungjae proceeded to not only not push her away, but was actively allowing her to assist and gave a suggestion. she recognized the name — she’d brought it up the last time seungjae stayed over, mentioned that she’d had it at a restaurant and would love to recreate it if she could find the RIGHT recipe, which she could not, but she was interested enough to shuffle over, pushing her sweater sleeves up to her elbows, and lean onto the counter to glance over what she’d rightly assumed was the recipe open on the phone. it wasn’t as complicated as she’d expected, which was reassuring.
for a second, she was reminded of their youth, of how she always knew seungjae was meant for something MORE, so much more than she ever was, even when they were just baking a cake together (and rarely having enough batter left overafter 'taste testing' to actually use). her shoulder bumped against his, and by god it really felt like they were home again, waiting for a tired scolding from their mother.
❝ of course, ❞ she said after a moment of reading through what was up, unwilling to touch it and scroll lest she smudge the screen and, as always, have to turn the screen off to clean it and whatnot, and then moved out of his way to do as he requested.
› JAE!
“yeah, yeah i’m okay.” it became a habit, some semblance of staying normal. either of them could of been chosen but it was jae that ended up breaking his spine first. head turning round quickly after rooting for something to make both of them ( there was a phone set to ‘never turn off’ on the counter, with one of the vegan meals that yeoni had expressed interest in trying ). finally turning back to the cabinet, pulling out the final thing he needed, seungjae carefully shut the door ( slamming was rude, and with how rude seungjae was being already? he didn’t want to overstay his welcome ).
“it’s fine, i went out and bought some blankets to replace my old ones that i threw out on the way there. what’d you get? i’ll help you put it away.” a soft smile was visible under the face mask seungjae had begun to wear whilst cooking. he breathed heavily, and didn’t want to get his sister sick.
of course, when he finally turned around to look at her, he frowned. she was once again over exerting herself, but it made complete sense. of course it did. yeoni was always the one working hard whilst seungjae ‘slacked off’ doing rather questionable activities ( they were his job, though, promise ).
“if anyone should be asking who is okay, it’s me. give the bags here, i’ll put them away. you should rest a little. i was just about to make dinner.”
❝ what? ❞ she blinked in mild surprise — she’d expected snark in response to her snark, not for him to be offering help. then again, maybe that made her a bad sister (a bad person) for being unable to see this coming from him. she mentally slapped herself on the back of her hand and shook her head. ❝ i’m fine. ❞ she frowned back, noting the crease in his brow even if she couldn’t see his mouth through the mask. and she believed what she said, too. pain — the aching back, the cramping legs, the sore feet — this was her STASIS. it was chronic, after all, what could she do about it?
and then came the guilt, as it did. as it always did and always would. seungjae would probably tell her it was uncalled for and to go sit down if she spoke on it, though, so she clamped her mouth shut and ran her tongue along the top of her mouth, mulling over the different ways she could go about this.
her knees were stiff, and she could feel them CREAK when she bent her legs, but she was fairly sure if she listened and sat down while he cooked, she’d probably just fall asleep without eating and wind up sick in the middle of the night out of exhaustion. this in mind, she shook her head and grabbed a bag, trudging over to the fridge to put it up herself. she was an adult and she lived on her own and she could handle this.
❝ if i sit down now, i won’t be getting back up ‘til the morning, ❞ she said with a hint of determination in her tone. seungjae wasn’t getting through to her whatsoever. ❝ i’ll help, okay? what are you cooking? ❞
› @colered (x)
❝ ❛hey, yeoni,❜ ❞ she narrates upon reaching the top of the stairs, dog tired with her back aching and her thighs protesting from walking to and from the store, three grocery bags in each hand, to find that there is an unexpected, though not necessarily unwanted nor unfamiliar, presence rooting around in her kitchenette. ❝ ❛how are you? your back okay? got any plans tonight? is it alright if i crash on your couch for a little while? i’m down on my luck, y’know, i could really use the help.❜ ❞ she heaves the bags up and onto the island counter, releasing a withering sigh as droopy eyes fall upon the figure of her brother.
❝ sure, jae, no problem. i don’t mind. thanks for warning me ahead of time, though. sure would've been awkward if you showed up outta nowhere and i wasn't really prepared, right? ❞ her lips tug down into a frown — when she speaks again, the attitude that’ll just have to be excused is gone from her voice, replaced by a tiredness that RATTLES from her bones. ❝ you should have texted ahead. i don’t have any blankets for you. ❞ after a long moment of quiet moodiness, she follows all this up with a gentle, ❝ you okay? ❞
i’m about to get to those starters, but i’m realizing i should address something. sooyeon is CLOSETED. this means that, if your character doesn’t know her, they don’t know she’s female. unless it’s pre-est, please don’t have your character addressing sooyeon with feminine terms.
i miss yeoni so i’m gonna stop bein a lil shit & do a (pre-est) STARTER CALL!! they’ll probably be short, because i’m not so great at unplotted starters, but feel free to expand if you want to.
i miss yeoni so i’m gonna stop bein a lil shit & do a (pre-est) STARTER CALL!! they’ll probably be short, because i’m not so great at unplotted starters, but feel free to expand if you want to.
hello! this is a plotting call! i am very nervous about approaching new people, so mutuals like this so i know i can! you’ll have to specify if you want a ship, though, as i try not to assume.
beauty in black
@flvwerxboy (cont.)
there was nothing to really talk about, at least minjun didn’t think he had anything to talk about. he was just upset without a major reason that he could pinpoint, maybe it was just a bad day. “don’t worry about me, noona…” he pressed his lips together, softly sighing out of his nose while he avoided eye contact. “there’s nothing important, i promise you.”
worried, sooyeon bends in, eyebrows pinched together in the middle. instinct says to take care of him and logic says to back off until he’s ready to share without being pressed for it. but, well, she’s never been a very logical person. ❝ are you sure? ❞ she licks her lips, eyes darting to the side and then back to him. ❝ you just seem a little down. ❞