fire & smoke

𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎.

[luakhoi]

newstudent : nanno.

𝚂𝙷𝙴  𝚁𝙴𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁𝚂  𝚃𝙾  𝙱𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙺.     once.   twice.    this part, the tiny nuances, is always the most difficult to implement.   too mechanical,  she thinks.  she smiles then,  the corners of her lips curling like aged parchment.  it’s a vacant expression,  but nothing worth dissecting further.  “  that’s too bad,  ”  nanno responds,  dipping her head congenially.  she licks at the cold, sugary treat once more before tilting her head.   “  not everyone understands the value of money.  wouldn’t you like to throw money away like that?  as if it doesn’t matter at all?  ”   

❝    &  YOU  UNDERSTAND  IT ?        ❞       she asks,       the intention genuine despite the now - fading agitation on her features.       ren elects instead to mirror her company,      though lacking her own smile.         ❝        money is a tool,       one that i like not to waste.        ❞         her brow quirks upward to further emphasize the negation as she brushes stray - spring pollen from her lap,       her hand following the sweeping motion to take her cup of tea.        ❝       though,      if we all had enough of it,     i suppose there’d be no reason not to.      ❞

[phuonghoang]

[luakhoi]

‘  want  some?  ’

❝    [  ...  ]   &  THE  WOMAN  BARELY  REMEMBERED  WHAT  I  HAD  TOLD  HER,       you would think she hadn’t paid       —        ❞       her sentence comes to a halt,       her tongue stumbling at the punctuation of interruption,       as she looks up from the silken bag in her lap to meet the   ever - exasperating   gaze of her present company.       if it’s a sigh she’s attempting to stifle,        she does a poor job of it.       ren presses the golden clasp of the kiss - lock closed,        before bringing it to rest with an unnecessary amount of force atop their shared plein air table.    ❝    —     all the money that she    ...     -     no,       i don’t,      in fact,        ❞         her gaze deigns to drop to the ice cream cone in nanno’s hand before flitting back up to nanno’s herself.        ❝      but thank you for asking.      ❞

@newstudent​

[charmymemes]

𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

feel  free  to  change  any  pronouns  or  subjects  (or  reverse).      tw  for  blood,  death  and  physical  violence  mention.

‘  is  it  complete?  ’

‘  who  are  you?  ’

‘  who  is  this?  ’

‘  why  are  you  bleeding?  ’

‘  what  would  i  do  without  you?  ’

‘  do  you  feel  alright?  ’

‘  what’s  your  name?  ’

‘  why  do  you  hate  me?  ’

‘  do  you  want  something  to  eat?  ’

‘  aren’t  you  supposed  to  be  someone  important?  ’

‘  did  you  read  it  yet?  ’

‘  can  you  help  me?  ’

‘  why  do  you  act  so  weirdly?  ’

‘  what  do  i  do  with  someone  like  you?  ’

‘  you  awake?  ’

‘  can’t  you  tell  left  from  right?  ’

‘  how  dare  you?  ’

‘  can  i  have  a  word?  ’

‘  why  didn’t  you  fight  back?  ’

‘  can  you  stop  interupting  me?  ’

‘  why  are  you  here?  ’

‘  what  happened?  ’

‘  haven’t  you  said  enough?  ’

‘  why  are  you  still  ___?  ’

‘  why  don’t  you  shut  up  and  be  quiet?  ’

‘  what  did  you  dream  of?  ’

‘  why  are  you  yelling?  ’

‘  how  could  you  say  that?  ’

‘  is  that  mine?  ’

‘  why  did  you  turn  out  this  way?  ’

‘  are  you  talking  to  me?  ’

‘  why  won’t  he  date  me?  ’

‘  why  did  you  hit  him?  ’

‘  why  are  you  crying  yourself  to  sleep?  ’ 

‘  are  you  serious?  ’

‘  who  did  this?  ’

‘  will  i  regret  this?  ’

‘  do  you  promise?  ’

‘  is  that  mine?  ’

‘  am  i  dead?  ’

‘  can  you  stop  moving?  ’

‘  is  he  looking  at  me?  ’

‘  does  it  hurt?  ’

‘  how  did  that  happen?  ’

‘  what’s  the  weather  for  tomorrow?  ’

‘  are  you  in  love  with  me  yet?  ’

‘  is  it  that  important?  ’

‘  want  some?  ’

‘  was  that  an  accident?  ’

‘  what’s  the  deal  with  you?  ’

‘  who  do  you  think  you  are?  ’

‘  can  i  ask  you  something?  ’

‘  why  don’t  you  leave  then?  ’

‘  how  could  you?  ’

‘  is  this  all  you  can  do?  ’

‘  why  is  this  here?  ’

‘  how  did  you  get  in  here?  ’

‘  is  it  freezing  to  you?  ’

‘  what  are  you  making  tdday?  ’

‘  are  you  lost?  ’

‘  has  it  been  that  long?  ’

‘  how  could  you?  ’

[luakhoi]

hi ..

[luakhoi]

KHÔNG CÓ LỬA SAO CÓ KHÓI?         [ 𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙴𝙿𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙴𝙽𝚃. 𝙿𝚁𝙸𝚅𝙰𝚃𝙴. 𝚄𝙽𝙰𝙵𝙵𝙸𝙻𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙴𝙳. 𝙼𝚈𝚃𝙷 - 𝙱𝙰𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝙾𝙲. 𝚂𝚄𝙼𝙼𝙾𝙽𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝚈 𝚈𝙴̂𝙽. ]

[luakhoi]

i love her

[justavietnamese]

ERIK - Em Không Sai, Chúng Ta Sai 

[bunnieresources]

perfect blue sentence starters.

“ just today i wanted to have a good time with you. “

“ this is my big chance! i told you that already! “

“ you’re a completely different person when the cameras are rolling. “

“ i have to allow myself at least this much luxury. “

“ well, excuse me for not surviving. “

“ to tell the truth, i have an even more drastic idea. “

“ i absolutely refuse to do it! “

“ of course i didn’t want to do it! but i couldn’t trouble all the people who brought me this far! “

“ see, didn’t i tell you? is that the job you wanted? that was the pits! “

“ as always, the public at large are all idiots. “

“ this… this isn’t true! i’m not writing any of this! “

“ nobody likes idols with tarnished reputations! “

“ you can’t step back into that spotlight now… but that’s alright. i’m here. “

“ from now on, i’ll be in the light and you’ll be in the shadows. “

“ nobody likes you anymore. you’re tarnished! filthy! “

“ stop it! stop it! i’m not tarnished! “

“ it’s a shocking incident, but us worrying about it won’t help. we have to put our minds on something else. “

“ stop all this nonsense! who are you?! “

“ everyone’s waiting for me. “

“ don’t be silly! nobody really wants that! “

“ i want to stay the way i am forever. “

“ i won’t change one bit, i’ll always be with you. “

“ you’re the only one I can depend on. “

“ I don’t know anything about myself anymore! “

“ how do you think you know that person you were a second ago is the same person you are now? “

“ a continuous stream of memories. given only that, we all create illusions within ourselves saying that we each have only one fixed persona. “

“ ____, i’m scared… that my other self will do something that I don’t know about. “

“ there is no way illusions can come to life. “

“ i told you! i’m the real ____! “

“ it feels like i haven’t seen you in a long time. “

“ it’s hard, but I chose to do this. “

“ you’ve matured quite a bit, ____! it’s good that people seem to like the new you. “

“ maybe she is more like me than myself. my other self that I buried deep within my heart. “

“ what if that other personality suddenly started acting on its own? “

“ yesterday? was that real? “

“ this blood is real, isn’t it? “

 “ what if that illusion found someone to possess? “

“ find ____ quickly. before another victim falls prey. “

“ am i alive? maybe this is all a dream… “

“ you should stop dreaming soon. “

“ you’re just pretending to be ____! “

“ what’s wrong? you’re in shambles! I was looking all over for you! “

“ are you sure you weren’t dreaming? “

“ don’t say weird stuff like that! this is a joke, isn’t it, ____? “

“ you just had to keep getting in my way. “

“ they listen to any favor i, ____, ask them! “

“ oh, well… ‘you reap what you sow,’ especially about you. “

“ please! ____, it’s you, isn’t it?! please wake up! “

“ you’re the one who needs to wake up! “

“ let’s end all of this. we don’t need two ____’s! “

“ you’re just a dirty old impostor! “

“ like i care! i am who i am! “

“ i didn’t know you were visiting. you must be very busy lately. “

“ i know i’ll never see ____ ever again. “

“ thanks to you, i am who i am today. “

“ i’m the real thing! “

[luakhoi]

NGUYỄN PHƯƠNG.     [ RENÉE NGUYEN. ]    part 1.

MỘT.    born to a south - vietnamese couple who came to france following the fall of saigon,   nguyễn phương spent the first 14 years of her life in PARIS, FRANCE,   before moving with her family to ORANGE COUNTY, CALIFORNIA,   where they established a spice shop in little saigon.    phương grew up helping her parents with the shop,   before she eventually moved to LOS ANGELES,   & established her own shop there in the city : JADE.

HAI.     phương became a vessel to the ancient sacred spirit of the PHƯỢNG HOÀNG  ( also manifested as the fenghuang in china,  or the phoenix in europe )  at the age of 13,   while exploring an old & abandoned temple.   an entity of peace,  virtue,  & justice,   the phượng hoàng has taken liking to various women throughout history,   & carries their strongest traits with her through every host she takes.   HER ULTIMATE END IS TO BRING JUSTICE & HARMONY   —-   through any means necessary.   these means,  she often leaves to her host.

BA.        the shop phương runs in LA also operates as a front to her more quiet dealings & activities.   the vietnamese & otherwise attentive communities in the city know ( strictly through word of mouth ) of her services regarding magic : FORTUNE-TELLING, BREWS, CURSES, ETC.    phương carries out her harmonious ends through unconventional  ( & sometimes lethal )  means.   if she is asked to remove a dark presence in someone’s life,  then she will do so.   those interested in her services can simply ask to see NGỌC.

BỐN.      phương’s appearance is very polished & professional   —   what one would expect from a businesswoman thriving in the city.   TO MOST, SHE IS KNOWN AS RENÉE NGUYEN,  her western name that she chose for herself in france.   those close to her & those that share cultural familiarity with her know her as her given name,    phương.   SHE WILL ANSWER TO BOTH.

[luakhoi]

𝚢𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚒 : 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚐.

“    i’m  very  hard  to  surprise .    ”    the shapes & figures that dart past her vision ,  likes to think she has seen them all ,  yet her eyes always betray .  a spark at the unexpected ,  brows raised ,  sharp curve of unexpected pleasantries .  how quickly too ,  the errant ring of a chime still echoed through her ear .    “    seems you’re managing .    ”

❝    𝙸   𝚃𝚁𝚈.    ❞     if she smiles,   it is a gentle gesture given by her mouth,    &  a sharp blade of curiosity given by her own eyes    —    though to call it betrayal would not be so accurate  ;  SHE WEARS HER INQUISITIVENESS WITH HONESTY.    renée leans against the smooth stone of the counter - top  &  lifts a brow.    ❝    what can i do for you ?     ❞

[luakhoi]

hi

[luakhoi]

[8conned]

HELLRAISER: HELLBOUND HEARTS STARTERS

time to play.

you’ll have to excuse the diploë. (he/she/they) has quite execrable table manners.

will you go to (him/her/them), gladly?

i think it is some kind of game. a puzzle of sorts.

i could feel it’s fear and pain. it was beautiful.

and there was so much blood.

i think maybe, next time, i might try it with a person. i think that would be better, don’t you?

(she/he/they) enjoyed the pain. almost as much as i enjoyed hurting (him/her/them).

what have you dreamed?

i don’t dream!

it is why you’re here; because you possess… imagination.

surely you have needs.

you can’t offer me what i want.

all your power is derived from your lust; all desire is ignited by arousal. give in to your physical need and more.

perhaps it’s better for you to keep away from the thing after all.

you’re pathetic, look at you!

they told me you were hungry, so come and feast.

all the better to see you with.

until you learn to relish the pain of every bad thing you have ever done, you belong… nowhere.

i can’t kill you, but sometimes, that’s worse, isn’t it? not being able to die.

what is your pleasure?

your pain spoke to you. without pain, there is no growing.

and i have given you more pain than anyone can imagine.

may it bring you amusement.

why should i negotiate with you? i have everything. you have nothing.

you preside over an empire in decay.

oh, a believer? how cute. how naive.

as if that will save you.

i hired you to do this. it’s your job.

hell persists without your belief.

you’re scaring me. i don’t like being scared.

safety is not something to be taken for granted.

my word, there’s a sight for sore eyes.

so, you succumbed to temptation. i knew that you would.

do you know what you are asking of me?

do you know what will happen to you?

loved be pain. sanctified be pain. glorified be pain!

hell’s where all the fun people go.

you’re not the only one who’s killed somebody for that

you’ll get your time in hell.

as you promised? as i ordained. you could only obey.

defeat… sweet… juicy meat…

it may even pain me. oh, how i hope it does just that.

i hear everything. you know this.

see, it has the radical from sorrow, and from pleasure, and from pain: it is a construct, a configuration of all three.

i do not think there is such a word.

[luakhoi]

AN ITCH : THERE BEHIND THE EYES.   it is a kind of knowing,   rooted in the stomach,   dragging its vines up,   up,   to leaden the tongue.    IF SHE COULD SPEAK BEFORE SHE BELIEVED,   SHE WOULD.   if she could believe before she saw,   she would.   [ IT IS A KIND OF KNOWING - THAT ONE IS IN LIKE COMPANY. ]    ❝    you’re not lost.    ❞

  ✾  @revoide​

[luakhoi]

❝  YOU’D BE SURPRISED,   the kind of people that come through here.  ❞    pure conjecture : FRIENDLY RHETORIC,   for a woman she deems worthy enough of it.    ❝    you don’t seem too lackluster yourself.    ❞

  ✾ @yngai​

[luakhoi]

NO SMOKE : NO FIRE.    no scorch, no burn.     [ INDEPENDENT. PRIVATE. UNAFFILIATED.  MYTH - BASED OC.  SUMMONED BY YÊN. ]