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hi if you’ve noticed i haven’t been here it’s bc i made a new indie and i’ve been rping on there nonstop. no guarantees whether i’ll be back on this blog soon tbh but if you want to write with me i’m totally down for partners over there! i have a couple krp fcs on that one and they need love tbh you can find my new blog in the source link
today is my only day off in the next week and a half so instead of doing replies i’m playing with my blog theme pls murder my adhd
dreamcatcher(드림캐쳐) 5th mini album [dystopia : lose myself] jacket making film #01
Nobody believes me when I say this but I do have actual problems
apologies again for being slow i’m in the middle of a super fun depressive episode i’ll let you know when i find my will to live
peachyuus:
Hayoon seemed so nice, so genuine that Jooyeon nearly found herself slipping into tried and true habits of socializing. If the situation hadn’t been so dire, Jooyeon would’ve sat down and sparked a conversation that could last for hours and gushed about her life with the other girl. She always had a talent for talking about nothing for long periods of time, which helped in her speaking classes, but not so much in real-world applications. But her college classes were the farthest thing from her mind right now. If the state of the world was in complete disarry like she thought, then there would be no hope of returning to a normal lifestyle. That thought alone was enough to spook her, but, thankfully, Hayoon’s presence seemed to give her a bit of courage.
Ideally, she didn’t want to think about other people. It was selfish, but Jooyeon knew it would be a key component to her own survival. If she allowed herself to wonder what happened to her parents, her friends, her classmates, her neighbors… The despair would be too heavy for her to handle on her own and it would only drown her in the end. If she wanted to keep her head above water, she needed to focus on the priorities of survival: food and water.
However, if her sociology classes had taught her anything, it was that humans were a social species and social interactions were also key to her survival. This was the notion she clung to as her logic told her that trusting a stranger was a bad idea. After all, wasn’t everyone a stranger until you meet them? Her best friend was a stranger until Jooyeon spilled chocolate milk on her in third grade. Hell, her own father was a stranger until she first clenched her little fist around his finger. Who was to say that Hayoon couldn’t be trustworthy? And who could truly say that Jooyeon was, either? Who was to say that one of the wouldn’t turn on the other if circumstances came down to it? As a young woman raised in privilege, she never had to wonder about things like that before. Now, though, these were the most important things to consider while trying to survive.
“Yeah, I’ve seen them. It’s not pretty.” She bit her tongue, holding back the information she wanted to give up so easily. It would feel so nice to have the weight of her sins off of her shoulders, but how would Hayoon react to knowing the truth? That Jooyeon had been forced to murder her own neighbors in an effort to survive? Where did the line between moral and logic meet? “My neighbors turned, so..”
She left it at that, hoping that the other girl wouldn’t ask too many questions about it. A part of Jooyeon was jealous that Hayoon hadn’t stumbled across any of the sick yet. With a baby in tow, she could only suspect that running from a horde of seething humanoids wouldn’t be an easy task. And yet, it made her weaker in a way. It meant that, should Hyerin and Hayoon join her for the trek to the store, they would most likely encounter their first undead along the way. With a baby being unpredictable and a human’s natural reactions to fear, having her tag along was a huge risk.
But she couldn’t leave them behind. Not when they weren’t safe. Bringing them with her was dangerous, but so was leaving them here. It was a choice of picking the lesser of two evils and, luckily, Jooyeon didn’t have to think too hard about it. The world was still at the beginning of it’s decline and her morals were still somewhat intact, so the choice was clear.
“This is going to sound silly, but it’s important to answer honesty, okay?” Clearing her throat, Jooyeon took a deep breath. “What kind of baby is Hyerin? I mean, she seems sweet and mild, but.. How is she normally, behavior-wise? Is she colicky? Is she scared of dogs, or clowns, or anything? Basically.. H-How do you think she would react if she saw one of them up close?”
Based off of Hayoon’s answers, Jooyeon would have to figure out whether bringing Hyerin along for the food search was a good idea or not. If the baby cried or gurgled at an inopportune time, it could spell out death for all three of them. Finding supplies was imperative, but so was being quiet.
hayoon really didn’t want to think about the fact that the world she knew was gone forever. logically, she knew this was it. she was never going to finish her phd like she had planned or move to a bigger apartment with her friends that could fit them all better than the one they had. her old life was over -- she knew that, logically. she had seen enough movies to know there was no going back from this. but it was something she was keeping as repressed as possible. she didn’t need any more negativity beyond the here and now. there were more pressing dangers to worry about. and if she started thinking about how much she missed her friends, she might go insane.
and she had the baby to think about. so she couldn’t worry much about her own safety and wellbeing. as long as hyerin was okay, hayoon figured, then she was doing okay as well.
she wanted to believe jooyeon meant well for them both. people were generally good when you gave them the chance to be, she believed. and the fact that jooyeon had stopped to talk to them at all had to mean something. it would have been easy to brush her off or openly distrust her. hayoon couldn’t really imagine that she was malicious.
she listened to her talk about her neighbors with an understanding nod. part of her wanted to ask for more information, but she couldn’t bring herself to. she knew it was horrible, either way, and she understood not wanting to talk about it. especially in the presence of a kid -- not that hyerin was old enough to really understand, but still.
she had come to terms with what it would mean when she first would be forced to interact with one of the dead. she wasn’t overly worried about herself -- she knew what she would have to do, had made peace with it in her mind. but she couldn’t be sure how hyerin would react.
hayoon knew what jooyeon was getting at about hyerin immediately. she had already weighed all the risks of bringing her along and she knew it was a gamble. if she threw a tantrum at the wrong time, it would mean death for all of them. not to mention the practical problems like diapers and food -- babies couldn’t exactly survive on the same range of bare necessities that hayoon could.
but ultimately, every time she thought about it, she came to the same conclusion. she couldn’t just leave her behind. it was either both of them or neither of them.
“she’s not scared of dogs. her neighbor had a dog that they used to bring over to play sometimes and she loved him,” she explained, easily rattling off information about the baby. she’d already thought of most of this, anyway, even though it didn’t change her decision to bring her along. maybe she was being naive, or biased, or something. she wasn’t the best at making decisions for her own survival when other people were involved. “she gets spooked by loud noises, and she’s scared of storms, especially ones with thunder and lightning. i don’t think she’s ever seen a clown.”
“she’s usually pretty chill, honestly. she’s very shy and mild-mannered. but she’s also a rich kid, so she’s pretty privileged,” hayoon continued honestly. “she’s never gone hungry before, so i don’t know what will happen if she doesn’t get food and a nice place to sleep before she gets too cranky.”
thervnaways:
“oh, uh, sure.” awkward hands take her phone, somewhat sweaty as she inputs her phone number after putting her name in with a little sparkle emoji beside it ( to indicate that she’s, well, magical ). autumn doesn’t know why she’s so self-conscious but she supposes it’s because she doesn’t know too many witches outside of her family. “is the forest outside of town too creepy? would this cafe be okay? or maybe we can go to the nearby park?”
jia waits while the other girl puts her number in her phone and hands it back. “okay, i’ll text you so you can have mine,” she says when she gets it back, rattling off a quick text to the number that she just put in with her name and clicking send before turning off her phone and putting it away. “is it weird that i think the forest is probably our best bet?” she asks with a quiet hum. “we probably don’t want to do it in a place with too many people around, right?”
femmebeaut:
when jia had asked alice to pick a lock for her, she’d been curious. as far as she knew, jia was a good girl, she hardly stepped a foot out of line. at least not in the way that alice tended herself tended to. yet when she learned why she was picking a lock, she couldn’t stop the laughter from escaping her. “it– it’s just that i thought it would be like… to steal something. but you just want your backpack?” finally, she calmed herself after a bit. what a good laugh. “alright, alright. i’ll do it. i don’t have anything better to do anyway. be my lookout.”
“yes,” jia said, though confusion tilted her voice and it came out sounding more like a question. she wasn’t naïve, exactly, but this was a school. what other reason would she have to break into a locked room other than to get her study materials? “my backpack is important. my computer is in there,” she explained, a frown on her face while the other girl laughed at her. she had kind of expected that reaction, at least. she knew it was a weird request. “lookout? who do you think is going to come yell at you?”
more angst & post angst sentences. since this is the meme i see the most on my own rp dash, have a part two of sentences indicative of trauma and pain, past or present. feel free to edit the sentences to your own needs as you wish.
“ what happened to her? ”
“ is this it? ”
“ duty before love. ”
“ you were gone. ”
“ i keep seeing you. ”
“ please, don’t tell him. ”
“ i need to get you warm. listen, you’re gonna want to go to sleep, but i can’t let you do that, okay? just stay with me, stay with me—! ”
“ she figured it out. ”
“ you were too late. ”
“ i don’t want you apologies, i want my [relation] back! ”
“ i told you! why didn’t you listen?! ”
“ it’s me—wait! …please don’t hang up. ”
“ they gave me a new life. ”
“ and you believed them? ”
“ don’t… don’t touch me. ”
“ could you, for once, think about everyone you’re gonna leave behind if–/when/ you finally get yourself killed? ”
“ it’s nothing personal. ”
“ you’re going to have to kill me yourself. ”
“ it’s always been just you and me. you and me. no one else. ”
“ the worst punishment for a parent is to bury their child. ”
“ lie to me. ”
“ i already have [name] risking their job for me. i can’t risk anyone else. ”
“ you kill me, you’ll never find [name]. ”
“ he has [name]. ”
“ i don’t care what happens to me. do it to save yourself. ”
“ i—-i can’t breath…! ”
“ if /your/ family was being threatened, you’d do anything to save them. ”
“ i needed to learn how to never be afraid again. ”
“ please—just pull the knife out! ”
“ why do you own a gun? ”
“ i don’t know who to trust anymore. ”
“ you’ll fuck me but you won’t [go out with/date/marry] me. ”
“ we need to stop this. it’s too risky… and i can’t lose you. ”
“ i carried your coffin! ”
“ don’t follow me. ”
“ i’m mad at god. ”
“ none of it was real. i was just doing my job. ”
“ why didn’t you tell me you were hurt?! ”
“ i was the only survivor. ”
“ i never met her. ”
“ you choose your family, but it doesn’t change the fact that i’m still 50% him. ”
“ she’ll kill you if you don’t get out. ”
“ not if i kill him first. ”
i woke up today craving angst so i am going to work on drafts but if anyone wants to plot some pain i am 100% down give me angst pls
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killercoffeeaddict:
“Oh please, she’d know your name without me, you’re associated with Leonora and Morrison. Those two alone are enough to get you on the wanted list.” She nudged Nellie with her shoulder teasingly. “Please, you love me and my bad reputation.” Jez added, with an eye flutter and casual adjustment to her leather jacket for good measure. She considered a fake hair flip, but thought that might be too much. “Don’t try and lie to me, you always go to Morrison’s stupid parties. Especially because Eliza and Arabella will be there this weekend. I’ve seen you making heart eyes.”
“so basically i have a bad taste in friends is what you’re telling me,” nellie replied, giving jez an unamused look that didn’t change in the slightest when she nudged her. her voice was still casual enough that she knew jez wouldn’t take her seriously, though. until jez mentioned eliza and arabella, when nellie frowned. “i do not make heart eyes,” she said stubbornly, despite the faint blush appearing on her cheeks.
atinystar:
“You can bet it, she is hot – “ Hani wiggled her eyebrows and glanced at Mae. “Good suggestion for Halloween, heh? I could be the poison Ivy to your Harley or otherwise if you’d prefer.” Hani grinned and smiled as she quickly searched for the said movie on the system’s movies avaiable for them to watch and snuggled up to the other female with a smile.
“In this one I think she leaves Joker’s ass. I’d love if she ever found Ivy in this one already or a next. Well, one thing’s certain, it will be filled with badassery.”
“i heard some of the other characters were also especially hot,” mae said, getting into a comfortable position on the couch next to hani. superhero movies weren’t exactly her thing, but she enjoyed them when they were on -- despite most of her knowledge of them being secondhand from others. “no way, i’m poison ivy for sure,” she insisted, shaking her head. “you can be harley.”
“about time. i never liked that creepy clown fucker for her.” she scrunched her nose up at the thought of the joker in general while they waited for the film to start.
evphrias:
“ how can i not? you’re in my fucking way, ” hanui bites back, still keeping her eyes on the woman. if this was some other time, maybe she would have been a little less annoyed and greet her ex with a smile, but tonight she’s not in the mood to play nice. it doesn’t help that ava doesn’t seem as pleased to see her here either, so why bother be the bigger person, right? she’s never been that type anyways. letting out a scoff, hanui says, “ what was that all about? you’re here with someone i shouldn’t meet or something? you sound kinda paranoid, babe. ”
“don’t lie, i could feel your eyes watching me across the whole fucking room,” ava replies with a roll of her eyes, making sure her back is turned from her date so he doesn’t see her face during this conversation. seeing her ex is bad enough on any day, but today is a really bad time. the guy she’s flirting with doesn’t know her real name, or anything true about her, for that matter, and hanui is currently in the unique position of being able to ruin her life if she wants (and figures it out). “yeah, actually. i am on a date currently, and i don’t want you to ruin the entire fucking mood. do you mind?” she’s being way more malicious than necessary, but ava can’t bring herself to care.
evphrias:
truth to be told, yongsun has been thinking about it as well. sure, they have everything they need here and it feels much safer to just stay in a protected hideout than to be out there right now, but at some point they would have to leave. they can’t just hide like this forever, even if it’s the only thing they could do to save themselves. things have been getting worse since then, but yongsun’s a fighter. she and mae would survive just fine out there, right? her parents would want her to help as many people as she can… god, she wonders if they’re still alive. if her brother is still alive. why must she be so selfish? “ i’ll come with you, ” she finally responds, head turning to look at mae. “ we can find her together. ” and maybe i can find my family too.
mae doesn’t really know what reaction she was expecting out of the other woman. she’s been thinking about leaving and trying to find her family almost since the day they settled down here, but she’d kept putting it off just one more day -- and then another, and another. maybe out of fear. she doesn’t know if val is still alive, anyway. her sister is tough, for sure, but she’s also just one girl. part of her expected yongsun to tell her that her sister was probably dead and there was no point in looking for her. “okay,” she says simply when yongsun agrees, nodding. what more could she say? thank you? possibly, but mae can’t bring herself to. “in the morning, then. i’ve been thinking of a couple places she might have gone when shit hit the fan.”
open to: males / females / nonbinary connection: recent acquaintance or friend plot: zombie au!
“i’m leaving as soon as it gets light outside,” mae said suddenly, her voice level. their little base was quiet and well-protected, but mae couldn’t shake the thought that she couldn’t stay. when everything had gone to shit, it had been too fast. she had stopped and settled down to ride it out, but the time kept going and things kept getting worse. she hadn’t seen any other people in weeks – other than the other, who had stuck with her in the beginning and hadn’t made any move to leave or kick her out. they had a pretty good setup, but mae wouldn’t be able to forgive herself if the people she cared about were still out there and she let them die while she hid in a protected base. “you can come if you want or not, but i’m taking everything that’s mine. i need to find my sister.”
