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don’t try to flirt with me with those typical, greasy words! do i look easy to you? is love some kind of joke to you?

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SOOYOUNG * _________ | JOYRIDE

“hey, you’re cute, wanna go for a joyride?” no, no they don’t. leave them alone, sooyoung. you’ve done enough damage. please.

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K~

Send K for a HABIT/NERVOUS TIC headcanon.

if there’s anything, it’s her habit to fiddle with her beads -- both when she’s nervous and when she’s not, although she’s very rarely anxious in the current day. she’ll run them through her fingers, squeeze them, anything to stay in touch with her feelings of home, which fade more and more with each passing day in eden -- they comfort her.

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m

Send M for a RELATIONSHIP headcanon.

in all honesty, sooyoung has never been in a relationship, nor does she honestly want one -- the idea both scares and disgusts her, because she can’t see herself giving all of herself to someone else in any way whatsoever. even considering it just makes her uncomfortable, since she’s never had a crush and doesn’t fantasize over others, keeping her affections for her limited family instead.

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B

Send B for a CHILDHOOD headcanon.

sooyoung grew up catering to others, under a gentle mother who taught her the most important thing is to look out for herself: do what it takes to protect yourself, no matter what. she constantly received teasing from her peers at school, which caused her to become an introverted person, considering their poverty -- the scholarship girl who ran an outdated novelty shop with her single mother. she was marked to be made fun of from the start. this, eventually, would develop into a cruel streak for her -- when she came to eden, she saw this as an opportunity to reinvent herself. so she became the worst person she could foresee herself being -- because maybe that would mean people wouldn’t do the things they used to anymore.

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C

Send C for a HAPPINESS headcanon.

sooyoung is very rarely, if ever, happy. amused, yes -- but she’s usually bitter, out to make someone else unhappy, for whatever reasoning she might have. she’s got very skewed morals, and her lack of happiness often makes her want to make others miserable, which then results in ... interesting ... situations. she gets a rise out of pissing off, or scaring, others -- hence why she carries around fake weapons as well as real ones to pull a “prank” every now and then, when she feels like it. someone stop her.

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E

Send E for a BODY headcanon.

despite popular belief, sooyoung isn’t the most confident person, especially when it comes to her looks -- if she’s anything, it’s insecure, hiding her weaknesses under a mask of sass and snark. she’s never been comfortable enough to show a lot of skin unless it’s to go to some party she’s purposely trying to get drunk at -- any other time, you’ll rarely catch her in anything that isn’t jeans and a baggy jacket, and her trademark beads adorning her neck and wrists.

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i’m still alive i prooomiseeeee--------- just kinda dead from school orz.... hmu if you wanna plot tho bc i see more sam-wi babies (loud screaming) and lizzy needs slavesfriends very badly yesssssssss * *

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An apple can be found on the girl's doorstep-- nondescript but perfect, in every aspect, a glowing red. Utterly tempting, only one thing accompanies the fruit: a note, scrawled in fair handwriting; 'a gift.'

she can’t say she’s not surprised.

it takes a lot to throw park sooyoung off guard -- the most effective, usually being threats on her life, an experience she’d recently become very well acquainted with thanks to a certain fanged asshole -- and normally, fruit doesn’t do it. but here she is, standing there -- staring down at the perfect little thing, uncertainty filling into her heart.

a gift.

but from who? the government wouldn’t -- but it still astonished her, regardless, staring down at it. it looked good -- and despite whispers of her mother’s reminders not to take food from strangers, she picked it up, examining it in the palm of her hand.

no imperfections, no blemishes. perfect. beautiful, even -- sooyoung wasn’t the kind to marvel over fruit, but she was entranced, gravitated towards it.

one bite wouldn’t hurt.

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"Life isn’t some shitty fairytale. It’s the real deal."

“yah, you think i don’t know that?” ewwwww, who is this creepy old fucker tryna give her life lessons. “doesn’t mean i’m not going to enjoy life and ignore assholes like you.” she offers a cheeky smile before returning to what she was doing -- which was, uh ... eating snow? or something? even the narrative doesn’t know what the hell she’s doing, damn. ( it’s probably best to just leave her alone to do ... whatever it was that she was going. )

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✰ party girls don’t get hurt.

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sooyoung hates school. she also hates the people who run it, a la shitty government, and it’s always been a clear fact, skittering just on the edge of delinquency at sam-wi. she’d always managed to avoid any form of real punishment, the worst being a slap on the wrist, and was known for being an all around terrible person. because she was. ‘nice’ was not something ever used to describe park sooyoung, and she preferred to keep it that way.

so that’s why she actually jumps in surprise at the sound of her teacher’s voice, eyes going wide in shock before lookin over to stare at him. there’s a few seconds of vulnerability -- shivering in the cold, huddled under the jacket wrapped around her frame, surprise coating her face. and then she closes up, swallowing away the weakness and sighing, eyes squeezing shut for a few moments as if, when she opened them again, he might disappear.

one, two, three. she opens her eyes.

he isn’t gone.

“well shit.” a louder sigh, and the irritation is obvious from the way she pulls away from him further, looking directly ahead and away from him. “i’m waiting for the bus, obviously. don’t ask stupid questions, teach, you should know better than that.”

a few beats pass, and she curses a little in her head -- she should know better than to think the smartest (and, in tandem, most annoying) teacher she has would just leave it at that.

“i just came back from a really shitty hookup.” she doesn’t care about talking about it openly, with her teacher, but her face is a little red anyways, as if the reality set in more when she said it out loud, into the open air. “fucker was a piece of shit, made me regret sleeping with a guy for once in a blue moon. a good reminder, though, because guys are fucking awful and i should know better.”

she’s trembling a little, and it’s unclear whether it’s from the cold or from the admission -- but she’s also defiant, tucking her legs closer to her chin and ignoring the biting wind cutting through her clothes, making a point not to look fragile or dainty. “don’t ask a question without answering it,” she said quietly, still not looking him in the eyes. “what the hell are you doing out here? i doubt you’re doing the same thing as me, but most people up at this hour tend to be doin’ terrible shit, so surprise me.”

she is one of those people.

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"I hurt myself today."

“... i got two questions for you, fangs -- actually, just one, i’m too curious to even care about the other part. how -- the hell -- does a vampire hurt himself? aren’t you supposed to be all, impossible to hurt or whatever? or have i been studying the wrong romanticized centuries-old fictional literature on bloodsuckers? because i’m fuckin’ astonished right now, just saying.” a pause. “oh, and there’s bandages in the other room, i guess. but no access until you answer my question, because i didn’t know nam edward could bleed.”

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ecxminho:

The shout stopped him in his tracks. Minho knitted his eyebrows together and replayed the affront in his head, making sure he heard correctly. “…bitch?” he repeated under his breath. Not really a word he’d associate with himself, but there was no one else nearby. He turned around, eyes landing on the girl further down the sidewalk. “Are you talking to me?” he asked, narrowing his eyes as he stepped closer. “You wanna say that again to my face?”

the response is amusing as hell, for sooyoung-- she’s biting back a snort of a laugh, at the enraged expression on the man’s face. “hell yeah,” she continues, stifling a giggle, “let’s fucking fight. you and me, big man, let’s go.” she promptly slaps her own chest and puffs up, and the smile she’s obviously fighting from surfacing is evident. she loves fucking with people -- sometimes, though, it’s just too hard for her to stay even mildly serious. she’s a terrible actress. “one on one, pal, i’ll take you down!”

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“I think there’s something on your face—”

“-- huh?” oh! there’s something dripping down her face. she makes a face of surprise, lips splitting into a smile, and she hastily wipes it away, grinning at the man. “hey, thanks -- i mean, not that i wouldn’t have noticed it at some point anyways, but i appreciate it. unless you were like, staring at my mouth or something. which is creepy. you shouldn’t do that, i carry a pocket knife around with me for self defense. just saying.” there is no fear in her eyes. sooyoung is terrifying.

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ooooh gosh, oh gosh — i am so sorry i disappeared for a bit there! i’m gonna be hella slow for awhile, just got a new job n stuff. (▰˘︹˘▰) i hope you all can forgive meeeee and i’ll try to be back aaaaaaaasap. you’re all cuties and i love you ok. xoxoxoxo ~~~ lizzy mun

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;fear

Sooyoung did nothing wrong.

This belief pumps through her head -- through her bones, as vibrant as the carmine which spilled across the floor not an hour before, as she held her breath inside of her throat. She’s innocent, and maybe a bitch -- a bit of a big bitch, at that -- but she didn’t assault anyone. She protected herself.

And yet here she is, an omega, in detainment. For god knows how long.

Consciousness doesn’t last very long-- the clock ticks, more stabilizer is pumped into her system, and she drowns in it, falling back under it’s thrall. She doesn’t dream -- she simply loses touch with existence, vision swirling before it finally failed her and she drifted into nothingness.

When she wakes up, she isn’t so scared anymore.

A weight has been lifted off of her shoulders -- the gash on her hand is completely healed, and there’s a smiling woman waking her up. Telling her she can go home. The government healed your wounds, she said. You’re safe in our care, and you’re free to go home.

Park Sooyoung smiles, tiredly, and believes her, the color in her eyes dull.

She goes home -- to the puppy she’d unwillingly adopted, collapsing on her bed with an exhale of exhaustion. Her first thought is to call unni, to let her know she’s okay -- but Jinah can wait. Sooyoung is tired. She wants to sleep. ( She would never skip out on calling if it was something important. )

Sleep is nice. ( This isn’t right. This isn’t right. )

Sooyoung starts to drift, unaware of the artificial sweetness that had been pumped into her chest. ( She shouldn’t feel like this. )

She has faith that everything will be okay -- they’ll be alright.

( She isn’t okay. )