actus reus.

ac·tus re·us  noun. action or conduct that is a constituent element of a crime. aim: velvet.co

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✧ – starting from here! ( @94kng​ )

“i called you a cheater, haze.” the word repeated on her lips is filled with twice the amount of bitter spite as the first time—unintentionally, of course. the idol would never spew such words in a serious manner, targeting to truly hurt her friend. besides, seulgi knew better than to get seriously upset over just a mere game of tic tac toe; just a simple time-passer to keep the two idly busy while their ordered drinks were being prepared. with a bratty scowl feigned with anger, she dropped her pen down against the table’s surface, reclining back into the backrest of her chair—arms folding across her chest. “you cheated, you must’ve. no one can seriously win six games in a row like that, without some sort of help or something. this isn’t fair!”

송– ☁ !     “ OKAY... AND HOW DO YOU cheat at tic tac toe? ” the glint in hazel’s eye could be more attributed to mirth rather than mischief, laying back against her seat. it was her own idea to play the game to pass the time, of course – she considered herself something of an expert at the trivial game, as silly as it sounded. her jaw dropped in feigned surprise at the other’s words, a hand placed to her chest. “ isn’t fair? it’s not my fault i’m so amazing and unrivaled and – ” the intern couldn’t get through her sentence before she broke into soft laughter, hiding it behind her hand. “ no, really. i’ve just played it more times than i could ever hope to count. ” she leaned forward in her seat, folding her hands on the tabletop with an easy smile. “ honestly, i’m just surprised it’s been six games and we still haven’t gotten our drinks. should i call them over again? ”

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☾ cute character questions ☽

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dylssi:

the basics:

name: song hyesoo hazel. age: 22 ( kr ) / 21 ( int ). zodiac sign: gemini.  one good trait: honest.  one bad trait: straightforward.

habits:

one bad habit: chewing on pens. one good habit: good memory.  one habit they can’t break: scrunching up nose. one they’ve broken: being worried.  what they’re afraid of: loneliness. 

what they prefer:

coffee or tea? tea. showering in the day or night? night. taking baths or taking showers? baths. tv or movies? movies. writing or reading? writing. platonic or romantic love? romantic. iced tea or lemonade? iced tea. ice cream or smoothies? smoothies. cupcakes or cake? cupcakes. beach or mountains? beach.

favorites:

song: wdywfm - the nbhd. band/musician: n/a ( too many. ) outfit: simple, dark colors. place: her bed.  memory: moving to seoul.   person: myungsoo. movie: the proposal. show: law & order: svu. 

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✧ – starting from here! ( @91cmh​ )

` 최⁹¹ . “ Well, if every pork chop were perfect .. “

송– ☁ !      “ ... WE WOULDN’T HAVE HOT DOGS. how cheesy, but i know! though... do you really think that applies here? i’m not so sure ... ” her eyes are trained on his outfit, brow raised at the stained splash across the front of his shirt. “ hey, do you really just not want to admit you spilled your drink all over yourself? i won’t laugh. okay, maybe a little. but only a little! ” her voice’s pitch rises in defense towards the end of her sentence. “ can’t you just buy a new one, or something? you have that kind of money, right? or are you trying to make a statement? ”

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[ ✪ ] our muses are stuck in an elevator together.

송– ☁ !      HAZEL DIDN’T REALLY HAVE ANY serious phobias so much as a few things that made her … uncomfortable. small spaces? small spaces did, on occasion, make her uncomfortable. what fascinated her, however, was art. the woman had never considered herself much of an artist, only doodling here and there, but when she was placed in front of a work of art she couldn’t help but feel enraptured— for there was so much to be said in every brush stroke, lighting change, angle ... a language spoken in a different tongue captured in one frame to be placed on the wall before her. it gave her peace, and she truly found it all intriguing.

     not everyone found this great enlightenment in the pieces, which was okay, but it was also the reason she went to art galleries alone. hazel considered these secret trips to be a sort of guilty pleasure for her, seeing as how they gave her a sense of stability. so when she is just finishing one of these trips to the gallery, taking the elevator to go to the first floor — she doesn’t feel much stability as the elevator groans around her and comes to a rattling halt before it even reaches the ground. “ you’ve got to be kidding me... ” small space. uncomfortable. trapped in an elevator with a stranger? it has to be understood why the intern isn’t in the best of moods at this point. “ hey... ” she had paid no mind to the woman who entered the elevator with her before, though now she turns to her, continuing, “ uh... so, do you know how we get out of here? should i call someone..? ”

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“Both? If that’s even possible. But I just saved your life from getting attacked by that ugly ass roach. I don’t usually do this because I hate insects myself, but you looked very frightened so I had to help.“

송– ☁ !      HAZEL ISN’T ONE FOR EXAGGERATION ( a lie, she completely is ), but when she had spotted the flying insect she was certain the devil had finally come for her. she hadn’t even known they could fly up until that point. it was just her luck that she’d been assaulted by it in a parking garage, too— only wanting to get to her car to drive home, and instead having to battle a demon roach in flight with her purse just because it decided to pick on her ... up until the other swatted it away for her with a file folder, which was quite a funny sight. “ was i frightened? no– i wasn’t scared... that was my... battle stance. ” a weak response, she realizes, before the words even leave her mouth. shakily tucking her hair behind her ear, she takes a quick breath and nods. “ yeah, alright. thank you for smiting the demon. i hope those papers weren’t important–? ”

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[ ◐ ] my muse is having a sleepover with your muse.

송– ☁ !     ” SINCE WHEN ARE YOU SUCH an expert at this? ” her words come out as a grumble, but the humor in her tone is still clear. “ ah, forget it. forget it! i don’t want to play anymore. this game is rigged, ” hazel poutily complains, eyes narrowed at the woman sitting cross-legged on the floor across from her. her weight shifting from her upright position to the hands she was resting behind her, she continues, “ really, you’re too good at monopoly. is that why you wanted to play it so badly? you come into my home, disrespect my winning streak... it’s rude! it’s unheard of. ”

     the intern is grinning at this point. “ ah, well, i guess nothing can be done about it. wanna do something else—? we could try out new styles, watch scary movies, do both at the same time ... no, really, you deserve a break from that dorm. i’m glad you’re staying over with me tonight. ” hopefully drawing seolhyun’s attention from the board game in front of them, she not-so nonchalantly shoves the board to the side before she is back on her feet. “ what’ll it be, then? ”

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I always think of you before I fall asleep. The words you said, the way you looked. The things we laughed about, the silent moments we shared. And when I dream, I’ll dream of you. Because it’s about you, it’s always about you.

Unknown (via jjotten)

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송– ☁ !     “ IT’S NOT ROCKET SCIENCE, IT’S just baking. while i understand how you could easily confuse the two, let’s try to keep up, okay? ” hazel was having all too much fun teasing the older woman, nudging her with her elbow. her stance is much too relaxed in contrast with the frustration written across the other’s face, making no attempt to hide her bemused expression. “ now, come on. you wanted to bake a cake? this is how you bake a cake. ”

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송– ☁ !     “ OH, I’M SORRY, DID YOU want me to leave? ” a teasing smile tugs at the corners of hazel’s mouth as she leans her weight against the doorframe to further her nonchalance at her catching him in the act. “ no, really, go ahead. just let me know. i just wanted to let you know that i have never seen a guy cover ‘ cheer up ’ better than you just did. and those dance moves? iconic. ha. see what i did there? ”

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✧ – starting from here! ( @vigilandae​ )

SPIDER SENSES TINGLING…

🕷 ⊰ he misses a lot of things but life isn’t one of them. okay, scratch that. to some degree, the life he sustained before he had been bitten by some sort of enhanced spider had some aspects he actually wouldn’t mind returning to. it was simpler then, but also painful. perhaps because he’s often misunderstood– often terrorized and secluded from his peers for reasons unknown to him, but even now, it’s not entirely that different. even as spider-man, his life as himself remains somewhat of the same– just less painful in his own skin, and more in the vigilante’s. physically, anyway.

he nods though, kind of slow at first, but then it quickens. ultimately, she’s right. life is pretty fast, and he always feels like he’s chasing it– trying his best to catch up to something that’s incapable of pausing. it doesn’t always work out in his favor, but there are moments where he fits in his skin a little better than the day before. and maybe that’s all he really needs.

“you know– you’ve got a point.” he pauses, balancing steadily on the newspaper stand beside the bench she’s on. it’s dark, and it’s quiet, but perhaps she’s outside for the same reason he is. well, not crime-fighting, but just… watching, watching the world fall asleep.“hey, i’ve got an idea– have you ever seen life from the top of namsan tower? it’s seriously something to see, aaaaand i know a shortcut there. depends if you get nauseated easily though. i just washed this suit, you know.”

송– ☁ !      HAZEL WAS ONLY PARTLY SHOCKED once the other had landed beside her – and he had landed, probably swinging in from one fight or another – merely turning her head to look toward him before he struck up a conversation like it was the most natural thing in the world to travel by web. but she wasn’t about to question it. while she had missed the first few words of his, the intern had gathered that he was detailing the criminals he had just helped to put away. it was interesting, surely, and she shared that she believed this, but also ...

“ life moves pretty fast. if you don’t stop and look around once in awhile, you could miss it. ”

     she isn’t really sure why she says this, but the words are already out before she can reconsider them — which gives her cause to do so afterward. maybe she said this because she was concerned with his mortality ... if he spent too much time moving from one fight to another, he wouldn’t be able to enjoy the time in-between without anticipating another battle. or maybe he wouldn’t have the time at all.

     she can tell her words give him pause – the vigilante that was energetically bouncing on his heels on the newsstand slowed, slowed, stopped. though she can’t see his face, she can imagine an expression blank with reflection, before he begins to nod in agreement with her words. he knows, then. that not even he is immune to the immeasurable force of time. 

     “ namsan tower? ” now it’s her turn to pause, lips pursed as she mulls it over. she had only come out tonight to get a breath of fresh air after meeting with a client, and while she had indeed never been to the top of the tower, she isn’t certain if she wants that to change tonight. ultimately, however, her near-grimace splits into a smile. “ ...yeah, yeah, sure. why not? i won’t hurl up on you, pinky swear. ”

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송– ☁ !      HER HEAD COCKED TO THE side in amusement, hazel can’t help but continue to poke fun at the male. “ no, for some reason, i just really get the feeling that you hate me. ” the back of her hand is held up to her forehead, lashes fluttering as if she were the leading actress in a sad play. “ gosh, i’m holding back tears just thinking about it. it really saddens me, you know? i’m nothing but good to you, and yet you won’t buy me an ice cream... ” her eyebrows knit together in mock devastation, lightly hitting her fist to her chest. “ ah, i deserve better than this, jellybean. how could you hate a face like this? ”

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송– ☁ !     “ I THINK YOU’RE RIGHT ABOUT that, but... ” a dreary sigh is what parts the woman’s lips after these words, one hand reaching up to run through her hair as an indication of her aggravation. “ ah, whatever, it doesn’t matter anyway. doesn’t it tire you? always trying to fix people’s problems? ”

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😍 (this is for the meme but it is also me when i see you)

STATUS: CLOSED.

❛    this was really awful… so difficult, seriously. i think –- hm, obviously i’m going to pick more than one. of course, you can do what you want… but i’ve always thought you looked your best when you dress simply, like this. but–-! i mean, that’s not to say you look bad, otherwise… this was pretty, too. it… might be biased for me to say so, but i think you could pull off anything. 

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                                                 song hyesoo hazel. 21. 

             living in seoul, south korea to live the life her parents always wanted for her.                                                                   well, not exactly.

      REBLOG FOR A STARTER, FOLLOW FOR A FRIEND!

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[ ✠ ] it’s three in the morning and my muse unexpectedly arrives at your muse’s home.

송– ☁ !     HAZEL WAS NO STRANGER TO difficult situations, but she dared to admit that dating an idol had to be one of the tougher ones she had been in. he had been away for quite a while recently – filming, doing publicity, promoting his group, whatever – and she worried for him, surely, but above all she missed him. it’d been days, and she missed him more than anything, and when her phone had suddenly buzzed at 2:17 am …

[ incoming sms → haku ♡ ]– i’m finally home, can you believe it?– i’ll see you tomorrow. we’ll do anything you want. i hope you’re sleeping well.

     tomorrow. the word sounded closer to infinity to her than the mere few hours it was, and without thinking to send a warning reply, hazel was in her car, speeding down the highway in nothing but her pajamas, a robe, and her slippers towards his apartment. the woman wasted no time in parking her vehicle, ducking her head as she rushed up to his front door, and pressing the buzzer repeatedly ( she could have punched in the code and let herself in, but she decided that was a bigger surprise than was warranted. ) it only took a minute or two for him to appear, drowsy confusion softening his features as he realized who was on his doorstep. “ it’s 3 am … what are you—? ” …doing here? would have been the rest of his inquiry, though he couldn’t form the words as she pushed him inside, kicked the door closed behind her, and dragged him down by his shirt front to press a multitude of soft kisses to his lips. “ – i missed you, ” she finally breathed when she was done, suddenly sheepish as the gravity of her actions hit her. hazel shyly looked to the side as he continued to be silent, so she decidedly elaborated, “ i missed you, i couldn’t wait until tomorrow. i know it’s 3 in the morning, and i know you’re tired, but— mind staying up some more? i could make us something … or … something … ” the intern trailed off, embarrassment coloring her cheeks pink. “ maybe i should just go back home … ”

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[ ☁ ] the entire city is without power due to a storm, and our muses run into each other during a supply run.

송– ☁ !     IT WAS AN ORDINARY NIGHT for hazel when she was working on a big case— she’d never present it, of course, but as a law intern there were countless hours she had to spend sorting through paperwork, combing for details that anyone on the team might have missed. she was in the midst of this now, surrounded by a fairy ring of papers on her bed, meticulously underlining and annotating and whatever else she saw fit when— blackness. “ just my luck… ” she had muttered to herself, deciding to pick up the job in an hour or two when the power would supposedly be back on. the sun had just sunk below the horizon after all, the lights would be back on in no time. thankfully, she even had a spare candle.

    several hours passed, with no change in the lights, and hazel was the image on anxiety: chewing on her pen, drumming her fingers on her leg, as she watched the candle slowly burn low, lower, out. the intern needed the light to finish her work tonight, and with a heavy sigh ( and a heavy coat ) she headed out into the street to find a store that might miraculously be open in this darkness, for more candles to light her night. her head was clouded with thoughts of directions and destinations when she walked straight into someone, stumbling back and peering at the figure through the dark. “ i’m sorry, i– ” hazel began to mumble, until she recognized exactly who she was looking at. “ …mina? ”

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[ ● ]  my muse catches yours snooping through their belongings.

송– ☁ !     THE TWO WOMEN HAD SPENT a majority of the afternoon together as a result of hazel inviting the older over to her apartment while her roommates were away, and having some chatter fill the space was enough to give her comfort while she was occupying it alone. sueji had left for the bathroom ( “ it’s the second door on the left— no, your other left. ” ) quite some time ago, and it had been enough time to warrant a search. curiosity got the best of hazel, legs unfolding to allow her to stand up from the floor in the living room and go looking for her friend, when she noticed the bathroom was empty, door ajar. where was she?

     “ sueji? ” her voice rang out, apparently falling on deaf ears, as there was no response. she came to a stop in front of her bedroom door, which was previously shut and now open, nudging it further open with her foot so she could peer inside. “ sue–? ” it was then she spotted her by her closet, sifting through her belongings, caught red-handed. hazel embodied nonchalance as she leaned against her doorframe. “ ...so, whatcha got there? ”