HYEBIN

Just Your Typical Rich Girl.

[silksheeets]

𝖒𝖚𝖘𝖊: 𝖊𝖛𝖆𝖓 𝖜𝖚 ― 𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖔: 𝖒𝖚𝖙𝖚𝖆𝖑𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖓𝖔𝖓-𝖒𝖚𝖙𝖚𝖆𝖑𝖘 ― 𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖇𝖑𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘: 𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖉𝖍𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉, 𝖊𝖝-𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗, 𝖆𝖓𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖍𝖊 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖔𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍

plot: evan’s at a friend’s party and he spots your muse, but he’s a kiiiinda drunk so he might hit on them. will he get slapped ?? lets see lmao

“woah, look at you– you’re really hot,” evan took a glug of his drink, “do i know you? i feel like we’ve met before.” his lips stretched into a wide grin, “pretty sure i met you in my dreams.” a hiccup escaped his lips, “did you come here alone?”

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A person in their right mind would never approach Hyebin like this. No, most people were too afraid to do so considering her wealth and character. This boy on the other hand had some nerve. The alcohol must have boosted his confidence by a lot. She offered him a sneer smile for his compliments, a bit amused to say the least and placed a finger onto his chest to push some further distance between the two. "Flattery will get you nowhere, Mr. ...?” Pausing briefly for him to state his name. “Also, it's not really any of your business now is it?" She cooed.

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“Hey, what’s that supposed to mean? I’m a responsible adult.” Ryland pouts. “You’re not my mom. Of course I can handle it.”

“Barely.” She would mumble at the responsible adult part. Being well aware of the fact that he was still only nineteen years old. “If you say so. What type of dog are you thinking of getting?” Not necessarily caring much for the answer, but for the sake of this conversation she decided to act as if she did.

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@hvebin

“What do you think of maybe coming with me to get a puppy?” Ryland questions with a soft smile. “My brother said I can get one.”

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“Really? Is he paying too?” Hyebin asked rather bluntly, ignoring the fact that he invited her to come along. “They can be kinda pricey. You sure you can handle the responsibility?”

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villainizers‌:

it’s all very troublesome. he knows it’s going to get him in trouble with the others that he went and got himself involved. cinna can say one of his vices are definitely his gluttony. he wants so much and never is quite satisfied with that he has. immature, as well. not able to keep meaningful relationships, always ready to BOLT when it becomes TOO much for him to handle. “ what do you look so CONFUSED for ? didn’t you hear me ? i said, GET LOST. my head hurts just looking at you.  ❜

His behavior didn't make any sense to her. Had she wronged him in a way? I mean sure, he had always come off as the unpredictable type, but he wouldn't lash out like this for no apparent reason now would he? "If this is about me not showing up yesterday, I've already said I'm sorry. Something came up andㅡ didn't you get my text?" She asked, reaching for her phone to double check. All she could do was guess. Or ask him flat out. But judging from his grouchiness, making assumptions was her best shot. Didn't seem like he was going talk about it on self instinct.

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sanhuns‌:

reed heaves out a big sigh as he starts to rearrange the placement of the stones and flowers, muttering viciously under his breath in chinese. he raises an eyebrow as she speaks, lips pursed slightly. “well it’s not on the sidewalk, so how was i supposed to expect someone to come trampling through like a horse that doesn’t know how to walk yet?” he takes out a piece of charcoal and holds it between his fingers, giving her the most withering frown that he can muster. “you don’t even know me, and you’re here talking shit about my drawing skills. real mature.”

Talking as if she was superior to him was probably not the way to go. Yet she kept up the smug act, giving little to no thought on how her obnoxiousness might be perceived or affect the other one. "You're in a public area, kid. It's not like you own the place." She stated soon after he was done talking, plucking off a single petal that was stuck to her heel. "And for the record, I never said anything about your drawing skills. I simply pointed out your lack of creativity." Finishing off with an insincere smile.

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Open to: m Plot: Hyebin and your character used to be extremely close back when they were just high schoolers. Sharing a strong kind of bond that may have caused them to develop feelings for one another in the long run. But when the time came for them both to graduate, Hyebin had to move cities due to her education. And they for some reason just never stayed in touch after she left. Now that she's back, they stumbled upon each other's profile through social media and decided to meet up. Will the spark between them still be there when they reunite?

The playground swings, of course. Where else would they meet? It's been their hang out spot for as long as she could remember. And now that they were both there, sitting next to one another like before, it definitely brought back a lot of memories.

"Remember when we used to sit here like this?" She asked, turning slightly in her seat to look at the other. "We'd often buy ice cream at that one shop over there, using whatever that was left of our allowance. And when I finished my cone first, you'd always let me have some of yours."

[sanhuns]

open to: m/f/nb (romantic or non)

muse: reed zhou

plot: reed is trying to push through his artist block, but is having a hard time, getting more and more irritable. 

note: reed is 19, same age as renjun

“no don’t step there you’ll-” he sighs, looking at the ruins of the subject he had so carefully crafted, his sketchpad sitting next to him discarded. “ruin it.” he runs a hand through his already messy brown hair, smearing pen across his cheek with the movement. “great. now i have to make it again.” he mutters under his breath, glaring up at the other for a minute. “you didn’t see that this was obviously not natural? i have a deadline to get to and i haven’t been able to draw shit in the past three weeks. thanks, by the way.”

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"Oops." Was the first thing that passed her lips. A quite common thing to say when you unintentionally mess up someone's hard work, right? Tough the tone in her voice made it seem like she was far from sorry. A person in their right mind would usually apologize straight away, but not her. No, she proceeded to play the victim in this situation when it was clearly her fault. "You shouldn't have put it there in the first place." She argued, attempting to step away from the scattered pieces. "Let's be real, I probably did you a favor. If it didn't catch my eye, how will it catch whoever's grading this project of yours?" Hinting that his drawing wouldn't stand out at all.

"You're welcome."

[xiaofengs]

the power that this girl possess.

[hvebin-blog]

Open to: anyone Connection: family friend, waiter, business associate, rival, future fiancé(m), whatever comes to mind really

Fancy charitable events wasn't Hyebin's favorite, but it did wonders for her reputation. Simply attending one was guaranteed a good headline. Which was why she settled for expensive wine and snooty people like herself for tonight. Taking a good look around, she would notice that almost everyone was mingling with somebody. And that she on the other hand was standing all by herself. For now at least. There was a large amount of unfamiliar faces too. Making it harder for her to find someone she was comfortable with to cling onto, urging her more to make new connections. What a bother, she thought. Being well aware of the fake front she would have to put up in order to get people to like her. So by downing whatever that was left of her drink, she placed the now emptied glass on the bar table beside her and proceeded to look for more refreshments. Hoping it would help her loosen up a bit.

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villainizers‌:

PLOT: cinna has caught feelings but absolutely loathes it, upon the realization of that fact. rather than embrace it, he fights it. open to f/m/nb.

        ❛  i cannot seem to CHANGE how i feel inside about you          i cannot fucking stand you, i HATE everything you stand for.  ❜

the words spill off his lips coated in venom. the bright eyes of the male flicker with an intense heat, as he is not one easy to ignite into anger. however, he cannot even stand looking at them. the truth was that they were something incredibly vulnerable to cinna. someone he knew was capable of getting under his skin because he had grown attached despite, knowing nothing would possibly be able to come from it. he was not here for silly notions of love. he has a job, he had people who depended on him to succeed, and he could not stand that fluttery feeling inside whenever he so much as glanced their way. yeah, love could rot in fucking hell.

"Excuse me?"

Hyebin was never the one to care for what people thought about her. A lot of people couldn't stand her actually. but hearing those hurtful words from a friend was a whole other deal. Baffled by his sudden outburst of emotion, being completely clueless as to what this really was about, she simply turned to look at him properly with an arched brow. Expecting him to go more into detail. Perhaps he was just messing around? Playing jokes? Yet there was something about his attitude that made her think otherwise.

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xxj0kerxx‌:

Feeling her taking his hand off of her to only feel it once again on the wheel, it seemed the fun was coming an end for now. A chuckle escaping from him as he nodded to her in response before turning back to the wheel. It was probably the best that they come home in one piece first. Moving the car forward, he couldn’t help but eye behind them at the car that honked at them. “I don’t know what I’d do without you either, Hye-Bin-ah.” Dong-Wook said softly before glancing over at her for a second in disbelief before snickering softly. Taking one hand off of the wheel to only hold onto her hand, intertwining his finger’s with her’s and locking it. “I should be the one thanking you for tolerating me and the shit I do sometimes.” Dong-Wook took a deep breath as he relaxed and eases into the seat while driving her home.

Watching their fingers intertwine was nice. She liked it a lot when he would hold her hand like this. "Sometimes?" Hyebin teased, implying that she had to tolerate quite a lot actually. Tough, being well aware that it wasn't true. Sure there was still some uncovered truths about Dongwook. Some mysterious side to him that she had yet to figure out. But for now all she could do was wait for him to open up on self impulse. Because taking initiative and asking all these questions about him was something she didn't want to do a lot. Let alone comfortable doing since her parents made sure to give him a hard time for that themselves.

Letting out a small chuckle to emphasize that she was joking, she turned towards him fully once again before speaking further "No but seriously. I know I can be quite a hand full from time to time. Especially when it comes to me and my family's reputation." Moving her free hand to fully cover their intertwined ones. "Yet you're nothing but good to me."

[krystal]

I can’t like anyone else but you.

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aroixs·:

            it was almost cute, the way that she was trying to make a deal with him. a bargain used as bait that he was not taking. dorian was smarter than that; he knew better than that. “oh sweetheart,” he cooed in a sickeningly sweet voice. a single hand brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear. “if only i were here to listen to you try to make some sort of arrangement with me. i know better than to let you go.” he’s standing up now, arms coming to cross against his chest. “you aren’t thankful yet, but in time you will be. if i let you go now, you’ll run. i can’t have that happen – i’m sure you understand.”

Hyebin sucked in a rather sharp breath, raising her shoulders due to his uncomfortable touch and immediately shot a glare his way. As he spoke further she would watch him cautiously, reluctantly listening to what he had to say. "So you're just gonna keep me tied to this chair forever?"  She sneered, fully convinced that sooner or later someone would come look for her. And when that someone do come, Dorian would be forced to set her free.  He couldn't keep hiding her for all eternity . . . Right?

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rcdlightt:

is this the day i die?, she thought to herself. the discontent was evident on her face when she saw whom she almost bumped into. out of all the time they have, why now when she was about to leave this hellish place. all she wanted was to leave and walk home in peace. a small and forced smile formed her lips at the sight of the only person who seemed to love to bully her. why in the world would the other bully her? okay maybe her grades was one of it but she was at least… pretty, yes… and cute. so why? she couldn’t find anymore reason to it and what good would it cause the other? N O T H I N G. and now, the only thing she could hope for was for one of her friends to come and rescue her from this tragic fate (obviously exaggerating), because if not then… goodluck to her. “a-ah… hey… heading home?” she said, laughing awkwardly and her voice shaking in nervousness. 

On the verge of cursing, Hyebin was quick to restrain herself from doing so once she realized who it was that greeted her oh so abruptly. Taking notice in their rather stiff behavior towards her while she was at it. Not that it bothered her, on the contrary. She knew the other wasn't particularly a big fan of hers already, the forced smile simply emphasizing that. But despite that, they always seemed to treat her with caution, something that gave her this sense of power. That's why she didn't care. People were well aware of what Hyebin was capable of doing, which was why they would usually put this friendly act with her. An act she didn't mind all too much really, seeing how it played a huge part for her reputation's sake. As the other finished their sentence she let a slight smile of her own tugg at her lip, eyes narrowing a bit too. “Actually, I’m not.” She clarified and dropped her gaze briefly, just to make sure she was successfully putting her keychain back into her purse before turning her attention back up at her fellow classmate. “What’s it to you anyway?”

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[aroixs]

open to: m/f/nb muse: yoo dorian  plot: he’s really tried to keep himself from feeling that way again. but he can’t help it; your muse is so perfect and – what do you mean you don’t feel the same way? no. i love you. and you’re going to love me too or you’re going to suffer the consequences. 

            “oh, come on. i’m not that scary,” dorian’s voice is gentle; soothing. he’s crouched down at the other’s height at no risk of danger to himself. no, he’s got the other’s hands and feet secured to the dinky wooden chair. it’s not much; just a little rope and duct tape. a smile graces his lips, his best attempt at offering comfort. after all, he loves them. his heart cares so much for them, yearns for their feelings too. and if they weren’t there, he was sure as hell going to make sure they were there. “i’m doing all of this because i care about you.”

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“Bullshit.” She scoffed, avoiding the other’s gaze as she kept tugging at her wrists. His presence alone being enough to make her heart race, and not in the good kind of way. So by keeping her eyes glued on her surroundings she wouldn't only be protecting her tough act, but hopefully figuring how to get out of this mess. “Here’s some advice. Let go of me this instant and then maybeㅡ just maybe I’ll consider leaving the police out of this.” 

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xxj0kerxx:

Laying his head back on the seat, he couldn’t help but yawn before turning back to her to hear her apology. A soft smile formed on Dong-Wook’s face. “It’s okay.” He assured her, gently raising his hand up to caress and stroke her hair. “Everyone slips up, not everyone is perfect. I wouldn’t risk anything that could possibly rip our relationship apart. You’re all that I need.” Letting out a sigh, he slowly moved his hand back on the wheel as he leaned his head against her shoulder. “She wasn’t as pretty compare to you either way, if that’s what you wanted to hear.” Lifting his eyes up to connect with her’s, he grew a smile on his face before lifting his head up. Getting at her level, he leaned closely before smirking. “Take it from me, you’re a million times prettier, sexier, cuter. I wouldn’t be in the right mind to trade you.” Trying to make things positive, he couldn’t help but add a tease. “Plus you’re a bit of a bit of a biter, aren’t you?” Dong-Wook giggled softly while holding onto her chin to only hear loud honks behind them. “Aish..”

Him telling her how everything was okay made her feel a whole lot lighter. Especially when the other simultaneously treated her with care, saying that she is all that he needs. It was reassuring and once he placed his head onto her shoulder she could feel herself exhaling in relief. Her anxious expression slowly fading away. Although when he started talking about how her looks undoubtedly triumphed the girl's back at the club, she couldn't help but toss her eyes a little before looking down upon his now up-tilted gaze. She would notice his growing smile and raise an eyebrow. An eyebrow that would lower almost right away when Dongwook suddenly leaned in closer to her face. It was a bit unexpected, both his action and the words that followed. But his compliments never failed to make her smile. And as he mentioned her being a bit of a biter, taking a hold of her chin after doing so, a look of mischief briefly crossed Hyebin's features. Eyes dropping down to his lips for just a second there before coming back up. But whatever the intention, it was cut short by the interrupting car behind them. The light must have turned green. She chuckled softly to herself as she took a hold of the hand planted on her chin, placing it back onto the steering wheel before leaning back in her own seat. Letting out a slight sigh. "Don't know what I'd do without you, Kwon Dongwook." She mused, getting a glimpse of him in the corner of her eye. "Thank you for tolerating me."