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✦ ◜closed starter.◞ — @hyeyawnn.
it wasn’t as if he’d purposely ignored hyeyeon in hong kong, in fact he’d spent a good twenty minutes searching for her in the penthouse before giving up on the idea of seeing her the night of the party. she was free to do whatever, so he just hoped she was having fun doing just that. but it’d been a while since he’d even spoken to her and that causes him to react, to seek her out so that they could at least exchange a simple ‘hello’. he finds her in the lobby, thankfully, making his way over to her before she can make it out of the door and into the world beyond it. “hye, wait.” alexander calls out, gently reaching out to grab her hand in further hopes to catch her attention before she leaves. “i haven’t seen you in a few days — was beginning to worry.” the male starts, a small sigh falling from his lips. “how are you? looked for you at the party but i couldn’t find you.”
hyeyeon had stayed at the penthouse until the party truly fizzled to an end , when everyone had filed off — alone , or in pairs , she had stayed. there was something numbing , about buckets that held champagne , the ice long melted into water , glitter from decorations knocked onto the hardwood floor , HAPHAZARD cushions on the sofas. it felt like a dreamscape , and hye longed for the entire night to have been one long nightmare , so that she didn’t see the man she loved leading another girl out of the party with a look in his eyes she knew all too well , and her best friend didn’t mock her for waiting for him so relentlessly. if it had been a NIGHTMARE , she wouldn’t have had to eventually retire to her suite ( alone ) and drink wine from the minibar , alone , crying and watching the lights twinkle in tear - crafted starbusts on hong kong’s skyline until sleep inevitably crashed over her in the chair she’d pulled up by the window.
it is DAYS later when she sees lex again , although she was trying not to. when she tries to feel like a person again , and not the utterly unlovable creature she’d convinced herself she must be. she tries to ignore him , to pretend like she didn’t hear him call her name and like her heart didn’t race at the sound. but he grabbed her hand , so she was FORCED to acknowledge him. she withdraws it immediately , and puts both hands in her pockets , taking a little step away from him. “ you don’t have to worry about me. ” she answers evenly , unable to look at him without seeing the smile he gave to someone else. she has no right to be upset. he wasn’t hers. she knew what they were from the start , but she’d gotten attached anyways. “ i looked for you , too. although , i found you a little too LATE. “ she sends him a tight - lipped smile. “ yori had a good laugh about that one. “
mononokeran:
open starter !
ran isn’t particularly good in formal situations—not ones where she’s not pretending to be someone or something else, anyway. she’s leaning against a wall, deck of cards out and shuffling them constantly, occasionally flicking one into the air or up her sleeve. it’s not late enough to get drunk ( and in all honesty, she doesn’t feel in the mood for drinking at all today ) or to leave—and she’s not sure she wants to, but she hates feeling useless, hates idling without purpose when it’s not in a familiar setting. “ so, ” she says, raising one brow at the person standing closest to her, “ do you want to see a magic trick? ”
hyeyeon’s tugging her skirt DOWN — it was her decision to show so much skin , but she’s still careful to walk the line between elegance and promiscuity with a precariously struck balance. she was hoping she’d see lex tonight , after he’d shown up in a suit , with flowers , and taken her on what she would call a date , perhaps she had gotten her hopes up that something real might come of them. so far , though , he was nowhere to be found. however , the night was young , and she had plenty of time to find him later. she plucked her first glass of champagne for the night off of a tray , and made her way to the EDGE of the room , smirking a little when she saw ran. “ hey you , “ she greeted , leaning against the wall next to the other. when she spoke , hyeyeon grinned , amused. “ sure , “ she said , making a gesture that said ‘ by all means ‘ , “ go for it. ”
ohcker:
time &. time again he has let himself down &. he keeps on coming back to the bottle for more. his own intoxication , nauseating , sedating the fear. part of him wonders if he addicted to illness because the sicker he feels , the more he wants to fall asleep , surfeited in the arms of someone who he does not know. ❝ i might not get a chance to do this again. ❞ the truth , marking him as thrice-damned: earth damned &. god damned &. devil damned. he swings freely in that in-between space that is neither day nor dusk nor night nor twilight trapped seconds , forgotten moments. ❝ im dying. ❞ a whisper that floats past the suspended stars , one he cant quite hear through the spinning in his own head.
hyeyeon’s gaze remains ABOVE yori’s head for a little longer , searching , seeking for something she knows deep down will never arrive. the name of their crew meant ghost in japanese , and likewise , phantoms were in the air , spilling secrets and spreading rumors , overheard conversations leading hyeyeon to realize that perhaps she isn’t a romantic lead in a DRAMA. perhaps she is the side - character who gets overlooked. who all was taking care of yori ? who all was taking care of lex ? she could think of many names associated with both men. but , who all was taking care of hyeyeon ? she couldn’t THINK of a single person whose intentions weren’t entirely self - based. “ you definitely won’t get a chance if this is what kills you. “ she remarks , and it comes out harsher than she means for it to. “ sorry , i — “ a deep , frustrated sigh escapes her. it’s hard enough admitting her feelings to herself - but trying to translate them to her third language while UNDER the influence proves to be nearly impossible. “ i know you can take care of yourself. i’m just worried. “ a slight lie. she was more than worried , she was frustrated , she was exhausted. however , she’d do her best to keep the other from knowing her TRUE feelings.
daehwvns:
he was on his fourth glass of bourbon when he felt like he had to stop asking the bartender to keep them coming in order to keep being functional; not really feeling like facing the consequences of being hungover the next day when he could’ve been spending the time actually having fun around the city for this trip the mastermind set for them. being passed out drunk surely isn’t something that daehwan wanted especially in occasions such as this ( perhaps, contrasting to what others might be planning ) yet he also knew that leaving the bash without feeling even just a little buzzed isn’t an option. so he remains on his spot by the wall, like a spectator waiting for something interesting to happen in the crowd – which grows smaller as hours pass and people ( mostly in pairs ) started to leave the place to go about their own business. daehwan’s in the middle of taking yet another sip from his glass ( supposedly last for the night ) when he felt the light tap on his shoulder effective enough to catch his attention. turning around, daehwan immediately found himself locking gaze with hyeyeon; amused smile already threatening to shape his lips as he listened to her – then, he chuckles as words meant to play along her little game already out of his lips before he can stop them. “ not as often as used to – do you? ” smirk forms on his lips as he finishes his interrupted sip; gaze never leaving her as he shifts his weight comfortably by leaning against the wall.
his gaze was enough to nearly knock the breath from her lungs , but that might have been the champagne’s influence more so than it was his. careful eyes caught the twitch at the corners of his lips , and knew before he opened his mouth that he would PLAY along. how good it felt , to be noticed. not because he wanted something from her , but just to talk to her. most of her evening she had felt invisible , used. daehwan didn’t make her feel that way , she noticed immediately. it was like her negative emotions evaporated. she mirrors his smirk , shifting a little closer to him ( subconsciously ) as he leaned against the wall. “ no , actually. i’ve NEVER been here before. “ a light laugh escapes her. “ that’s one reason why it’s such a special occasion. i got all dressed up and everything. “
[ @daehwvns ] truth be told , hyeyeon had yet to actually enjoy hong kong. perhaps it was her FAULT , she could’ve taken her newly pocketed one hundred and seventeen million won and gone shopping , or sight seeing — but she had been jet - lagged and exhausted and slept until it was time to get ready for the party , more or less. but now ? she was wishing she hadn’t come. she’d already spent a good portion of the night trying to find lex and getting a HEADACHE but no buzz from champagne , and then mothering yori. the final straw had been when she saw one of her good friends , eden , sneaking off with the man she’d spent most of her evening waiting to talk to. OUCH. a shot of vodka preceded her decision to just leave , but on her way to the door her eyes landed , once again , on daehwan. this time , she decided , she would do what she wanted , and not what might be good for someone else. she approached , tapped the taller one on the shoulder. “ come here often ? ”
ohcker:
he remembers the sweetness that turned her mouth into Cleopatra’s lips , his hands into Antony’s tragedy. see , fruits are only decadence here. vineyards enchant him for the wines of white hands are his temptation &. besides , the opium is glamorus here. these things he tries to hide. ❝ im just tipsy , i promise. ❞ &. for a second with the carpet beneath their feet , her fingers on his pulse &. between his teeth , he knows the ancient obsession. his skin is a canvas stretched over wooden bones.
( closed event starter / @hyeyawnn )
she’s a little preoccupied. her dress is a little too short , a little too tight , and normally she has no issue with that sort of thing , but tonight , it traps her in her body , alone with her anxiety , like a CAGE , like a prison cell. she’d been watching for him all night , lex , and he had yet to say hello. she thought it was casually cruel , for him to make her yearn for him and then leave her hanging. she’s had quite a bit champagne , but she’s no lightweight , and the bubbles in her brain fail to do the job of distracting her from the hurt of rejection. hyeyeon’s eyes end up landing on the mess that is yori , and she finds herself checking on him , are you okay ? honey , you’re drunk. he negates her. typical. she sighs , touches his cheek. “ you sure know how to make a girl worry. “ her eyes flicker away , land across the room , on daehwan. there’s a thought. not now. “ what’s gotten into you ? “
Mythology Poster Set → 12 Olympian God(des)s ( Athena )
ATHENE (Athena) was the Olympian goddess of wisdom and good counsel, war, the defence of towns, heroic endeavour, weaving, pottery and various other crafts. She was depicted as a stately woman armed with a shield and spear, and wearing a long robe, crested helm, and the famed aigis–a snake-trimmed cape adorned with the monstrous visage of the Gorgon Medousa (Medusa). (x)
hyeyeon + hong kong bash
name / alias: robyn but i also go by dumbass
age: twenty-two
height: 5′2.5′’?? (at least shorter than cait confirmed)
time zone: cst
zodiac sign: libra sun / pisces moon / aries rising
a fact about you / your personality: i cry constantly but i’m chillin
an unpopular opinion you have: converse high is a bad song
favorite fictional characters (any in general): jade west (victorious), ilya devorak (the arcana), spencer reid (criminal minds), riku (kingdom hearts), emma (tgwdlm), saeyoung choi (mystic messenger), violet baudelaire (asoue)
favorite fictional villain(s): petra solano (jane the virgin), heather chandlers (heathers the musical), jason dean (heathers the musical), shego (kim possible), draco malfoy (a very potter musical), lucio (the arcana)
favorite color(s): pink
hogwarts house: ravenclaw
best school subject(s): creative writing, linguistics, english, theatre
worst school subject(s): math >:(
mac or PC: PC but i’m buying a mac too??
android or ios: iphone till i diephone
day or night: night
coffee or tea: both !!!
favorite food / dish: bitch catch me on that kbbq lifestyle
favorite movie: heathers, the emperor’s new groove, and mamma mia
favorite show: literally any show w gordon ramsey, asoue, black mirror, stranger things, the office, strong girl do bong-soon, w: two worlds
favorite holiday: hhhh my birthday
lethalgem:
hyeyeon . though he hasn’t quite heard it from anyone , he knows there’s something going on between her & . yoori’s ex lover , the man he once loved more than he had ever loved another soul . it’s the most awfully kept secret in yokai , he thinks . thus the peculiar tension between the two individuals . is yoori supposed to be upset with her ?? of course not , he has moved on , he’s found another and fallen in love . he’s found happiness again , in reece . that , however , doesn’t erase the tension that has settled upon the two .
jeweled digits tap leisurely against the glass , a cigarette still propped securely between two lithe fingers . the query is received with silence , as he brings the bottle to his lips once again . perhaps , to buy himself more time to think of a proper answer to such question . “ i’m fine . just . . stuff . don’t worry , babe . “ comes a mutter . a lie ?? only partially .
as much as he enjoys the silence , there’s an urge in the back of his head to shatter it . “ and you ?? “ .
turbulence has always been frequent in hyeyeon’s life - ever since she felt the first strike of a lover’s hand across her face , to when she ran away from home , and now , it continues , years later and miles away. except the issues are no longer external forces , no longer stifling parents and abusive men , but are rather caused by her own feelings. it is not just her inability to sleep , but also the crushing feeling of recognizing that she is in love with lex , and knowing that he can’t give her what she wants from him. then , the GUILT, of sleeping with daehwan , wondering which one of the two she will end up hurting. still , she has to choose her own happiness at home point , right ?
“ stuff , ” she repeats the other , with an almost playful lilt to her tone. “ how specific of you. ” she finishes her glass of wine and the tipsiness finally begins , buzzing at her temples , fingers , and toes. she gently waves her hand in the air , physically manifesting her urge to BRUSH the question away. “ certainly , fine. ” she muses , nearly sounding sarcastic. “ i will be , at the very least. “ she has a sudden urge to change the subject , not wanting to dwell on herself - she’s not worth being the topic of focus , she hates that sort of attention.
“ do you like it ? ” hyeyeon asks them, suddenly and without much context. “ your job , i mean. i can’t imagine everyone looking at me like that. but i’ve heard you do a good job. “ while she’s spent a lot of time reclaiming her sexuality , hyeyeon might still be considered inexperienced , NAIVE , and has always been too shy to step foot inside the club.
lethalgem:
the hefty duffel bag is dropped to the polished kitchen floor , both hands raking through the disheveled locks , smoke emitting from between the plush lips along with a rather heavy , jaded sigh . they’re manifestly strained , drained , and in desperate need for a bottle of liquor to gush it down their throat , which is why they accept the woman’s silent offer , reaches out to take the bottle from her svelte digits .
such behaviour is terribly unlikely of them . they know it is . yoori zarubin - an untroubled angel , with a smile adorning their mien at all times . now ?? now it seems as if their wings have been ripped off . the younger of the two offers her a mere hum in response , dips their head in a faint nod , before slanting their lower back against the edge of the kitchen counter , bringing the bottle to their lips .
“ something like that . “ .
hyeyeon supposes she should have expected the other to take the bottle from her and press it immediately to the plushness of their lips , but she still blinks a little in surprise when they do. it isn’t a big deal , she knows. it’s not like she can’t get more. still , it caught her off guard. she cracks a tired smile at her own shock , moving to sit on the counter next to them as they lean against it.
to say the two weren’t close would be an understatement , and the tension she felt around yoori since she started sleeping with daehwan hadn’t helped in any regard. still, she tried. the elder crossed her legs , nodding at the other’s vague response. “ fair enough. ” she said , lifting her glass to her lips again and taking a long drink. she wanted to ask if they wanted to talk about it , but did they know each other that well ? the silence between them in that moment wasn’t particularly uncomfortable. perhaps she could leave it like that.
still , it was in hyeyeon’s nature to speak up. so , she did. “ you alright ? ”
ohcker:
there is a turtle , curled in the corner of his mind , being crushed under the weight of inflicted splendor. in the blinks of sounds of keys being pressed , morse code on the velvet crushed walls , cries out wicked truths. his head turns when the door was opened , squinting at the light that came from the hall. ❝ heating pad is on. ❞ nature doesnt care. oh , how it wishes to devour him. ivy will lace through his bones &. rivers will run where his blood once swam. &. yet he is told to worship such a fickle mistress. fuck that. ❝ want me to join you now? ? ❞ find solace &. Saints under ink skies &. opium haze.
( closed / @hyeyawnn )
hyeyeon had fallen asleep on time for once , only for dated nightmares that hung in the back of her mind , like cobwebs , to yank the solace of sleep from under her feet and leave her too busy reliving trauma to drift off again. memories of a lifted hand or a landing blow had her all but shaking as she made her way down the hallway , to yori’s room , where a heating pad and a comfortable silence might quiet the roar of her demons. she tries not to open the door too wide , but she disturbs him anyways , cringing as his head turns in her direction. “ sorry. ” she breathes out , kicking off her slippers and finding her way into his bed automatically. she won’t ask him to abandon his work for her , not even hyeyeon can be that selfish. however , when he asks , she nods. “ please. ” she murmurs. “ i had another nightmare. ”
[ @mononokeran ] “ i was beginning to think you’d vanished. ” the elder girl greets the resident magician with a playful lilt to her tone , as she drapes herself across the sofa next to the other. “ i don’t remember the last time i saw you alone. got a minute to spare to catch up ? ” the pair used to be close , hyeyeon even planting a few smooches on the other when she’d taken in too much sake , but she hadn’t had enough time to devote to the other recently. she felt guilty - but , rather than apologize , she’d try to buy her way back into ran’s favor. “ i’ll buy you a drink ? ”
[ @mrningstars ] it’s been a while since the pair had gotten together - one being an advisor and the other a coordinator, they often had to speak business and make plans. however , they were also close friends , and hyeyeon didn’t consider heist-talk the same thing as hanging out. catching siyeon when they were both free was a real treat , and she’d somehow managed to convince the other to order a late lunch , which they now ate while sitting in hyeyeon’s bed. “ it’s really been too long , siyeon. “ the older girl said casually. “ how have you been ? ”
lethalgem:
closed starter for @hyeyawnn .
a smouldering cigarette propped securely between the plush lips , yoori steps into the exorbitant - looking building , not quite bothering to quieten the noise the front door makes as he slams it shut ( not to awaken the rest of the members of yokai who , he assumes , are in deep slumber ) , in spite of the ungodly hours . it’s been a rather lengthy , draining shift at the club , thus the grimness adorning the ebony - haired boy’s countenance as svelte fingers retract the cigarette , lips emitting thick vapor as he shuffles into the kitchen , the strap of his duffel bag digging painfully into his shoulder .
hues of brown then land on a figure standing across the spacious room & . hint of surprise bleeds into his features as he scrutinizes them in utter silence for a second , two . hyeyeon . he then rakes jeweled fingers through the disheveled curls , drops the hefty bag , before reaching into one of the top cabinets for a glass . “ can’t sleep ?? “ a mutter , uncharacteristically dull , gloomy .
hyeyeon thought it was no secret that she was quite the insomniac. sometimes , she might find her way into yori or lex or daehwan’s beds and then she has no issue sleeping , but none of them were available this evening , which led to her third glass of plum wine in the comfort of her plush bed. when she hears the door slam , her curiosity piques , and she finds her way into the main room , still sipping idly from her glass as her eyes land on the silhouette that had entered headquarters. yoori - which wasn’t a surprise , as they tended to have late nights.
“ when can i ? ” she countered dryly , aware of their unusual monotone. was she seeing a side of them that most people didn’t ? “ long shift ? ” she asks , grabbing her personal bottle of maesil ju from the freezer and lifting it into their line of sight wordlessly : an offer.
daehwvns:
in the fights he’d been before ( whether in the ring or not ), some form resistance to get out of the headlock daehwan had his opponent put in is almost always guaranteed to happen. whether it’s to try to shake him off of them, or at least attempt to push away his arms and free themselves from the imminent choke hold, daehwan expected that such reactions from an opponent on the verge of losing to him. however, the case seemed to have been entirely different with hyeyeon, who showed none of the acts of resistance he expected and even took time to respond to his question instead of taking the chance he’d given her to fight back; to slip away from his grasp and turn things to her favor. all that daehwan felt was the playful squeeze she gave his hand before feeling her back being firmly pressed against his chest – the opposite of what she’s supposed to be doing, but it’s also then that daehwan realizes that the game they’re playing truly isn’t what he initially thought it was. realization hits him, then a smirk tugs the corners of his lips as his arm moves to press a tad more firmly against the base of the woman’s throat; head tilting a little to the side of her face as the lock he had set for her grows a little tighter. “ come on, hyeyeon. give me a little something to work with, ” he teases, “ don’t be too easy now. ”
she gasps , just a little , feeling his grip tighten. hyeyeon is aware , in that moment , that daehwan has caught on to her less - than - subtle implications. “ ‘m not - “ she rasped , behind his grip. “ - easy. ” immediately after , her elbow connects into his stomach , enough to wind him without causing injury. she knows he’s tough enough that she won’t hurt him unintentionally. when the opportunity presents itself , she ducks out , under his arms , freeing herself from his grasp and taking a few steps back into a defensive stance. she is breathless , now , sizing him up again. “ not bad for a brute, i suppose. ” she teases gently. hyeyeon’s aware that she’s a bit disheveled now : face flushed , braids starting to unravel a little , pieces sticking out of the sides. “ i could do this all day. ”