hell of a nightmare

i've tasted blood and it is sweet. i've had the rug pulled beneath my feet, i've trusted lies and trusted men. broke down and put myself back together again

[minahyj-blog]

STATUS : closed with @jjiyongyj

SETTING : the main building, common area. around 10pm

minah’s sat in the quiet, the lights turned off, and her head in a book. she’s silent, not even a page turn can be heard from her half asleep body. there’s a half empty can of beer next to her, an empty glass that contained apple flavored soda, and a protein bar that’s had a bite taken from it. she can hear slight footsteps enter the room, and she only perks up once they start making their way back the way they came.

“you know,” she starts to speak, finally a page turn makes a noise before she folds the page over, shutting the cover. “it’s pretty rude to not say hello to someone you live with before leaving their presence.” she finishes her sentence, pulling up her blanket over her lap before patting the space next to her on the sofa. “at least come sit down and tell me about your day.”

her own day had been pretty bland, she broke a nail but got a discount at the store when she was picking up a new tube of her favorite lipstick. she broke part of her shoe, and lost a ring but found a decent amount of money on a bill when she was walking her dog.

[yuminyj]

snapchat from ↝ y.umin

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yuminyj‌:

y.umin: tokyo fashion week has been so magical  y.umin: wish you would’ve come with me :((

minaah: send pics of everyones outfits pls

minaah: lowkey me too but also i dont like planes

minaah: they scary

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yjseoks‌:

jonas pulled a slight grimace when his eyes zeroed in on minah’s cigarette; at least it had been unlit, and saved him from exaggeratedly coughing to get a point across. he knew people smoked for several different reasons, but it was a habit he never could understand fully. maybe that had to do with his terrible first-time experience with smoking. “ please don’t light that in here, ” it was more than likely that she wouldn’t, but minah wasn’t always the easiest person to read.

when it came to the question of whether the pasta was gluten free, jonas found himself chuckling. “ why on earth would i make gluten free pasta? ” he had tried to with an alternative, once; it didn’t do it for him. if he had ever gotten it into his head that gluten free was the way to go for his diet, the decision would easily be reversed when pasta was remembered. “ i think it’s safe to assume most things i cook have gluten involved somewhere. ”

he shrugged when she asked just how he made too much. “ i just intended to make enough for junseo and i, ” as was most often the case, even when he made enough to feed a quarter of the house. jonas narrowed his eyes at minah. “ you just want me to admit to not thinking. well, i wasn’t. i added two extra handfuls of spaghetti without thinking about it. that’s it… nothing exciting. ” he tilted his head slightly. “ does it taste alright? ”

the blonde haired girl lets out a small laugh, removing the cigarette and placing it behind her ear, “don’t worry, i’m not.” she shrugs her shoulders, she had some respect for the people that she lived with and wouldn’t smoke inside the house; vaping in her room out of the window was a different story. she twirls another forkful of pasta, shoving it into her mouth while the other speaks, the pasta was in fact really good. “why wouldn’t you? maybe someone who lives here is gluten free and really loves your pasta but you’ll never know because you didn’t make it.”

she listens to him, and  continues to eat. while her grandmother was a good cook, pasta was not something minah tended to indulge in, maybe she’d regret the decision later on due to her not actually eating pasta, but for right now, boy did it taste good. she nods her head, laughing a touch, “you probably should think more when you’re cooking.” within a few minutes of her starting, the majority of the bowl had been consumed, “i hope the lack of food answers your question.”

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hello my loves !! i’m back officially after a two week ish hiatus - it was a lot longer than i anticipated. at first i got sick and then i went through a really rough breakup but things are better now and aside from me promising to help my friends move in together i’m pretty much free until college starts up so i’m gonna be active to make up for my absence. i posted this in the discord server but if you’re not in it - give this a lil like and i’ll come to you for plotting and writing up a starter <3

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task number two ; an aesthetic board

< PINTEREST BOARD >

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— OPEN STARTER.

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jjiyongyj‌:

          THE MOMENT JIYONG walks into the parlour, there’s very few people in there, which was perfect for the student considering he would rather not have people he knows or is familiar with to see him surrounded by a bunch of cats and a small grin on his face. it was very rare that jiyong would grin or show his smile, his little bunny smile was something only very few people had seen his smile, and realistically, he planned to keep it that way. but truth be told, the night prior he had been way too stressed to finish any assignments he had, which led to him getting annoyed at himself, and thus going to sleep in a bad mood. he wakes up the same, but why not head to a cafe full of cats to cheer yourself up?

jiyong didn’t often come out to new places, but he’d walked past the meow parlour a few times and there was always that part of him that was begging to go in. that, and the look of the cute little cats faces at the windows and the way they’d meow as he walked past. jiyong’s attention is too focused on the current cat that seemed to want to share his drink to hear the soft, faint bell of the door, let alone them slowly begin to talk over.

his head shoots up, mouth agape slightly, eyes wide from surprise. “well then maybe it should buy it’s own! they have water, drink that instead of my warm and well deserved hot chocolate.” he responds, pouting, attention off his drink and onto minah. he’s only a second late when he turns his head back around, only to find the cat dipping it’s paw into the whipped cream on the top. “s-stop!” jiyong semi yells, grabbing the cats paw and gently moving it away, from the drink. “you’re lucky you didn’t hit the liquid, furry idiot. would have burned yourself. and sure, go ahead.”

the laugh breaks through minah’s throat, eyes focused on the scene unfolding in front of her. it wasn’t unusual she’d find herself in the company of another person she lived with, but she didn’t often find herself in this company. she purses her lips together, red lipstick staining, almost smudging in a way. the girl debates in her mind about what to do next, she wonders if she should let him struggle with the cat himself or step in and assist. she hesitates, fingers finding their way to the small, furry creature, and running through the fur. her daughter would be screaming in happiness if she was in the place her mother was in right now, and the thought brings a smile on minah’s face. maybe in a few years she’d let her daughter have a kitten.

“hey, leave the cutie alone.” she pouts, picking up the cat and placing it on her lap, the animal purrs softly and snuggles down into the denim jeans minah wears. “i don’t think you’re much of a cat person, are you?” the question is followed by a grin that appears on her face, before she takes a small sip from her own drink.

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jinheeyj‌:

            IT WASN’T UNUSUAL FOR JINHEE to arrive at the sharehouse like this; hair slightly tousled from how much he’d messed with it during the entire day, hands stained with paint from when he’d helped his children out. it was art day, so it was always like this, even if everyone went home earlier. well… at least the kids were supposed to have the palms of their hands painted before using it like a stamp and making imprints of their little hands all over the paper, but somehow jinhee had ended up being the one with paint all over him. he honestly didn’t mind it; he just really needed some tea, a long shower and he’d be good to go.

            DECIDING to make a pit stop at the main building, it was obvious jinhee needed to wind down after such a long day. of course, he still has energy bubbling up inside him, which wasn’t unusual at all, but some tea might be enough to calm him down. black tea, specifically. it reminds him of his home, and although he’s not necessarily homesick right now, he could always use a little extra reassurance. or… pseudo reassurance. 

            JINHEE had barely started filling a kettle with water when he hears a second voice in the room, turning around just enough to be able to look at the newcomer. he immediately notices the tired look in minah’s eyes, how she seems to be *drained* even if she smiles at him. jinhee is open with his own feelings, yes, but he can also read others pretty well. ❝ hey, you. ah, thanks, but i was about to make some tea. i’ll make some for you too, you seem like you need it more than coffee ❞, he said simply, placing the kettle on the stove and turning around to face minah. ❝ how are you feeling today? ❞

her left eyebrow raises up at the words said to her, she LOVES her coffee, and typically will find herself drinking upwards of five cups a day; on the days she can’t sleep, or has forgotten her medication, it keeps her awake and alert, away from her inner demons. the thought of switching out a mug of her beloved in exchange for tea hurt her - not literally,  but it hurt her emotionally. she keeps her coffee press ready to go, filled with hot water and fresh coffee grounds, before she grabs a mug from the cupboard. 

it’s labelled with her name in a sticky note, which gets replaced most days, a mug her daughter got her for her birthday just passed. she was grateful that the people jisoo was in the care of wanted the two to be reunited, but maybe that was why she dreading the day she did get her back. it had been a year since she looked after her full time, things felt out of place, would she even be able to cope ? 

“i think i’ll pass on the tea, i need my lil old coffee.” it’s not long after she says her words that she’s pouring her coffee and placing the noodles in the microwave for a few minutes, a pair of chopsticks in her hand and ready to dive right into the food. as much as she’d love to cover the bowl in hot sauce she promised her grandmother she wouldn’t, and she knows that she’ll easily finish it in half the time it would normally take. 

there’s a sigh that falls from her lips, her answer is pushing it’s way through her mind - unsure if she should say the truth or just keep everything a little more hidden. “i’m drained,” minah explains, hands pressed against her mug, she breathes in the scent of the coffee, “but when am i not?” it’s passed off as a joke as she takes a rather large gulp, the microwave pinging to tell her that her food is done. 

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yjinsu‌:

                 status :             ☼ — OPEN !                  location :          ☼ — MAIN BUILDING; PATIO !

          one day in and yujaen had proved itself a breath of fresh air, cleaner than any couch he’d stayed on the past month, and more comforting than even his childhood home. something about the energy made him feel… more refreshed, than usual which was a hard thing for insu to achieve. he’d received several warm hellos and it was more than enough to satisfy his sense of community though, sitting out on the patio as the sun hung low, he felt he could be doing more. it was like the feeling wasn’t always hanging in his head, not quite the desire to be a social butterfly, but wanting to connect with someone in the most basic way, was always on his mind. thankfully, being somewhere new often made him a spectacle, made people curious, and that’s exactly what he wanted.

        he’d nearly given up on enjoy the evening tucking his phone into his pocket and rolling his weight to his heels as he spotted someone joining him. “oh– hello,” he started, voice softer than usual, almost coming off as sheepish. “it’s really nice out tonight, right?” small talk? he needed to start somewhere. after all, remembering all the faces in a single day was slightly overwhelming, even for someone who made an effort to keep everyone in mind. “i think we’re in for a great sunset,” he said, barely over a sigh, leaning back into his seat and looking out over the horizon. “i’m insu, by the way– i probably should’ve introduced myself first, my mind’s a little scattered, sorry.” his laugh was airy, slightly awkward in the way that he genuinely felt bad, but he didn’t miss a beat, “you are?”

after a pretty successful stream, minah had chosen to spend the next few hours driving around the city on her motorbike almost to clear her head, have some time away from work. she ended up picking up some random things on her adventures; a few candles, a fake plant, and a few things for her daughter. now she’d found herself back home, her bike causing her trouble, a part making noise that didn’t sound exactly pleasant. she’d need to take it apart, clean it out and possibly figure out if she needed a repair.

the only reason she’d gone to the patio was because of that reason, she’d pop down some old towels of hers and get to cleaning - something she’ll do every so often. the patio is perfect, just comfortable enough for her to sit, close enough to the building, and easy to clean, she didn’t expect someone to be out there when she arrived. she doesn’t want to seem ignorant, but she’s not sure about how much of a decent conversation she’ll find herself giving when she’s head down in a motorbike engine. truthfully, she’s not really paying attention, as she kneels down by her vehicle, but still finds a way to speak up, “mhm, it’s always nice out this time of year, and there’s a great view from here too.” she nods her head towards the sunset.

minah’s hands are covered in oil, as she cleans her way through the engine, she looks up and sends a soft smile towards insu’s way. “minah.” the introduction isn’t much of one, but she isn’t the type of girl to say more than a name, “i’d uh, shake your hand but i’m a lil’ dirty right now, sorry, my bike calls.” her shoulders shrug before she speaks again, “just moved in?”

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juwonyj‌:

        OPEN STARTER | LOCATION: ysa bounty.

         the night had been mostly uneventful, even though his bartender had called out at the very last second, forcing juwon to work behind the bar in their place. he was a little rusty, but he managed. happy hour had just ended, and juwon was running around ysa bounty settling tabs. or at least he had been, until he had made the mistake of stopping in front of a familiar face. in just a matter of seconds, he had been sucked into the same round of back-and-forth that they had every time they met over the bar.

        “for the last time, you have to pay for your drinks!” juwon scolded fondly, eyes narrowed in a playful glare at the person in front of him. he leaned forward, supported by both of his hands on the bar that separated them. “i already gave you free food tonight out of the kindness of my heart, same as last time you were here.”

        his words might have had an air of finality, but both parties knew he was probably still going to give them the free drinks. he couldn’t help it-he had a serious soft spot for his fellow residents of the sharehouse… the ones he recognized, anyway. juwon knew they all struggled in their own ways, and he enjoyed having such an easy way to make their days a little bit better. he often let them enjoy a free meal or two every once in a while. and the person standing in front of him knew it.

                 “i’m not letting you eat and drink me out of house and home.”

who could blame a girl for wanting a good time ? it’s not as if she’s struggling for money, but sometimes paying for drinks is a hassle. who the hell pays $15 for a drink ? not to mention if she’s drinking she wants more than one glass. she has her fingers pressed against the glass, her drink of choice would be a vodka martini, olive already gone and eaten. she’d already downed two of those and a glass of wine already that night, it would be safe to say she wasn’t exactly sober at that point. 

the words said from juwon makes her pout softly, trailing her nail around the rim of the glass she sighs. “but paying is boring,” she protests, “you know i pay my tab, eventually.” it was true, once a tab got too much for minah to handle dealing with on her mind she’ll pay it off, and then start building it up again; it’s a simple cycle that she’s comfortable with. “i do not remember ordering food tonight but if you’re offering, i’d love something to eat. this drink is making me hungry.” there’s a playful wink shot in the way of minah’s housemate, “onion rings sound good if i’m honest.”

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[i-wrote-you-a-poem]

and at some point i thought to myself: ‘no person deserves this,’ and i realized that includes even me.

why i left

-12:53am

[taehovld-deactivated20201119]

— OPEN STARTER.

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jjiyongyj‌:

location: meow parlour 

          ONE OF THE places in yongsa that really intrigued jiyong was the meow parlour. he had moved two months ago, but had yet to visit some of the locations around. he hadn’t even visited the wishing forest yet, but maybe he’d leave that until a day where he was sad. it’s only 8:17am when jiyong wakes up, his body still lacking energy due to working to late once again. he never was able to get long nights sleep unless he had a day off, and even then he never woke up fully energised. always taking him a while to finally doze off, too. and he never knew exactly why.

he decides to hop in the shower, his body feeling too hot and sweaty to want to willingly leave and go out. jiyong is a fairly quick person in the shower, and he’s out within 13 minutes, yet the longest part was dying his hair. his hair was fairly long now, fingers able to push his wavy bangs back where as with his shorter hair, when he’d push them back, they would only fall back again. throws on a pair of black skinny jeans, paired with a grey long jumper, and a pair of white filas, and he’s off.

struts down the road, a small bounce in his walk at the mere thought of being surrounded by loads of cats and kittens. although he put up this front, a fake persona of a blunt asshole, deep down the boy loved any cute creature, because who wouldn’t? doesn’t take him long to arrive, and legs stepping in, he’s welcomed by a few cats trotting over to him, and he can’t stop the tiny grin that edges its way onto his lips. he decides to order a hot chocolate, brings his cup over to a table and sits down. a few cats follow him, one even jumping up onto the table, ready to dig their paw into his drink. “hey- no! you can’t, it’s hot, and it’s mine.”

minah’s contemplating her choices for the day when she finally rises from her slumber, she’s tired and moody - only getting to sleep at four that morning, her blood lacked caffeine and she wouldn’t mind just laying in bed all day. while she wouldn’t mind it, she definitely can’t, she has to be at least a little bit productive and that would start with a coffee.

her local coffee shop had been shut for the past week and minah had found herself in various places since, today’s chosen place included cats. while she was more of a dog person she couldn’t deny sometimes a fluffy little cat made her grin from ear to ear. after ordering herself a latte, she looks around the cafe, eyes landing on a familiar face from her home. she pays attention to the actions with the cats, deciding to go save him from them.

“hey, leave the cat alone, it just wants to share your drink.” she laughs, scooting into a chair across from jiyong, “you don’t mind if i sit here, do you?”

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yjseoks‌:

jonas stood in front of the sink in the main building’s kitchen, broad shoulders looming over as water ran at a steady pace. after wrestling with the hot and cold water nozzles for a good half minute, he’d finally settled on what was the perfect temperature for him to work with; not too hot, nor too cold. the aftermath of his latest creation left a minor mess in the kitchen, despite his best efforts in sticking to his method of cleaning as he went — it was just so he’d have to do less work later, but it worked most of the time.

he was scrubbing the last of his dirtied pans when he heard footsteps approaching over the rush of water. at least, what he assume to be footsteps.

both sides of the sink were turned off in favor of greeting the noise maker, with a warm smile, and a desire to get some extra food off his conscious. he’d made too much, and hated the thought of it going uneaten, even after portioning a good amount for himself. it happened far too often when jonas decided to make any type of pasta dish, but he never seemed to learn. perhaps that was his fate.

“ hi, ” he greeted, sheepish smile growing as his his soap-covered hands reached for the hand towel he’d claimed as his own for the night; jonas was certain he would make sure to get it to the laundry room later in the night, but no promises could be made on such a front. “ do you want some carbonara? i ended up making way too much…” he trailed, gaze wandering to the dish he had already put in a couple containers. “ it’s not vegan friendly… but if you don’t mind that you should take some. ”

there’s an unlit cigarette that sits between minah’s painted red lips, a lighter placed in between her fingers as she walks; she’s in need of a smoke and fresh air, maybe one day she’ll try quitting but today is not that day. she makes her way through the house, entering the main building and quickly finding her way to the kitchen to grab some of the wine she’d saved from a few nights ago; if she’d be on the roof finishing the last few cigarettes in her deck of twenty ( that had now dwindled down to four ), and enjoying the last of the days sunlight she’d want a glass of wine to go with them. 

she’s not paying too much attention to her surroundings however her eyes glance up when she hears the voice once she’s in the kitchen. a raise of her left eyebrow is followed by words, “hm, but is it gluten free?” it’s almost a joke question, truthfully, minah doesn’t care if it’s not. she doesn’t need it to be, she’s happy eating gluten and anything else really. she’s more curious if jonas could make gluten free pasta. freshly painted nails reach over and grab a container before grabbing a fork. the lid is removed and she sniffs, taking in the scent of the pasta. “smells good,” she nods.

“i would love to know,” she starts her question out, before shoving a large forkful of the food into her mouth, “how did you make too much?” 

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yjbenny‌:

                     status :             ☾ — OPEN !                       location :          ☾ — MAIN BUILDING; KITCHEN !

        SULKING could most accurate describe the action benny had taken to fill her afternoon, loud scraping footsteps and hollow sighs following her as she dragged her feet into the kitchen. around the island, not once, but twice, before leaning back and opening the fridge, perusing the endless snacks therein. (a communal space made them communal snacks, right?) her fingers dug through the shelves, tongue clicking in an imperceptible rhythm. peach? it looked sweet, it looked like hers now. she snatched it from it’s place and gave the remaining food a once over. this was surely enough, plus one peach wouldn’t be that missed, right?

        MAYBE somewhere deep down she might even feel a little bit bad, but even the footsteps rounding the corner into the room didn’t stop her from sinking her teeth into the pale flesh. she simply turned toward the noise. her relatively blank stare met the face attached to the steps and she watched unwavering, peach resting in her hand, which has lowered considerably. not even a second had passed before the silence felt overwhelming. “uh… hey,” she mumbled, muffled behind another bite. pause. “it’s rude to stare, you know.”

she’s been avoiding the grumbling in her stomach for the past hour and now, she can’t ignore it much longer; it’s far too annoying for her to try and finish the sketch she’d been working on. last time minah had poked her head into the fridge in the kitchen she’d noticed a selection of items that now were beckoning her, and a handful of peaches were very much calling her name; even if she knew they didn’t belong to her. she’d just easily pick up some more and give them to the person that had originally bought the fruits. 

once the girl had reached the kitchen to find her snack, she quickly noticed she wasn’t alone, and someone seemingly had the same idea - or craving - as she. minah can only stifle back a laugh, eyes glancing between the peach and the other, “it’s also rude to take other people’s food.” minah shrugs her shoulders, pushing a piece of stray blonde hair behind her ears, and heads  towards the fridge, grabbing a peach herself, before shooting a look at benny.

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arayj‌:

EXT. SOMEWHERE AROUND YONGSA - DAY — open for anyone

it was hard to be pocket-sized. however, the great distance that the pair have accumulated from each other was partly her fault as she was a one curious being. every thing that strikes her fancy, she takes a moment to gander at it. yongsa was like a wonderland to her and she was alice. she almost skipped towards the other just to catch up. once she managed to match her counterpart’s pace, her interest grew on the mysterious destination she was promised. perhaps it was uttered earlier, but the mention of a new adventure had her feet already running. still, she needed to sate the meddling thought in her mind.

“where are we going again?”

truthfully, minah hadn’t actually planned on where she was taking the girl - however since a recent addition to subscribers had hit her twitch account the thought on dragging her little “assistant”, if you will, out of the house was appeasing. the question hits her ears and she stops in her tracks, “hm,” she pouts before shrugging her shoulders, her bag swinging by her side, “i was thinking shopping? and then lunch. all on me, of course.” 

she turns back on her heels, her feet tapping against the pavement and her bag swinging by her side. “or we could eat first and then buy a few goodies from a new store i saw the other day?”