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TREASON IS NOT INHERITED ! A PRIVATE AND SELECTIVE WRITING BLOG FEATURING ORION HONG FROM THE FOUL LADY FORTUNE DUOLOGY. A STUDY OF A LIFE MISPLACED, AN UNCERTAIN IDENTITY, AND THE UNEXPECTED BETRAYAL. LARGELY HEADCANON BASED WITH PERSONAL INTERPRETATIONS. AS OUTWITTED BY MACY. EST. MARCH 2022.
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‘ two people who love each other that much should be together. ’ ‘ you can tell a lot about a person by their shoes. ’ ‘ i’m fine. nobody really cares anyway. ’ ‘ i can’t go around without a phone! that’s like going around without a brain. ’ ‘ if there is someone in your life who cares about you then i’m happy for you, no matter who they are. ’ ‘ i’m going to listen to every sad song i’ve ever downloaded on repeat. ’ ‘ who cares how a cell divides? it just does. ’ ‘ you lied to me, so i don’t trust you. ’ ‘ you’re not lying – you’re just pre-telling the truth. ’ ‘ people change, okay? they grow. ’ ‘ oh god! i look like a demented creamsicle. ’ ‘ we need some bubbly. ’ ‘ did i mess it up even more? ’ ‘ i’m tired of thinking about things. ’ ‘ i wish people would be more specific with their clues. ’ ‘ great. everyone’s got a life except for me. ’ ‘ i miss how easy things used to be. ’ ‘ you deserve way better. ’ ‘ i just can’t talk about this anymore. ’ ‘ fool me once, shame on you. and fool my best friend, you’re dead freakin’ meat. ’ ‘ i swear to god i will rip your head off! ’ ‘ you’re not allowed to look at me like that. ’ ‘ you know what they say about hope: it breeds eternal misery. ’ ‘ that’s immortality, my darlings. ’ ‘ you think you know people… and then they surprise you. ’ ‘ i’m getting really tired of losing people. ’ ‘ what are you doing here? i almost killed you! ’ ‘ you almost killed me, with a furry pink lamp? ’ ‘ you don’t have to feel this way. ’ ‘ you’re gone and i’m so over missing you. ’ ‘ you were the best friend i ever had, and that meant a lot to me. you meant a lot to me. ’ ‘ you were also the worst enemy i every had… and i can’t believe it took me this long to realize that. ’ ‘ when i hide something, it stays hid. ’ ‘ pretending not to love you was the hardest thing i’ve ever done. ’ ‘ are you pregnant? ’ ‘ we get it. we understand you have a boyfriend. we’ve all had them. ’ ‘ is that a gay thing? ’ ‘ you think the truth is some big, shiny disco ball of purity? then go ahead and try it. ’ ‘ be honesty. see where it gets you. ’ ‘ we’re your friends, we’re not your punching bags. ’ ‘ i know you don’t want a friend right now, but that doesn’t mean your friends don’t need you. ’ ‘ why enjoy today when you could be worrying about tomorrow! ’ ‘ when has being dishonest ever helped me, or you, or anyone? ’ ‘ i really don’t let myself cry in front of anybody. ’ ‘ i wasted so much time on you. ’ ‘ one wrong move and we all go up in flames. ’ ‘ she was a stranger… and i buried her alive. ’ ‘ i’m starting to think that bitch has superpowers. ’ ‘ aren’t you sick and tired of being you? ’ ‘ i’m pretending to be someone else. ’ ‘ you’re always better off with a really good lie. ’ ‘ girls fight much dirtier than boys. ’ ‘ i screwed up on a global scale. ’ ‘ the stupid brain is small, but it’s willy. ’ ‘ does that mood have to do with the party that we’re not going to tonight? ’ ‘ i wouldn’t go to that party if you paid me. ’ ‘ i have never seen you turn down free food and a chance to dress up. ’ ‘ don’t have any fun without me. ’ ‘ don’t touch me. ’ ‘ and now, i just really want to be happy. ’ ‘ keep your mouth shut unless you wanna go back to spending weekends with dance dance revolution and a bag of chips. ’ ‘ if i accept you, everybody does. ’ ‘ why does every woman think that she can change a guy? ’ ‘ shy on the streets, sexy in the sheets. ’ ‘ you clearly don’t know me that well. ’ ‘ this isn’t yahtzee, sweetie. this is some seriously messed up stuff. ’ ‘ friends share secrets. that’s what keeps us close. ’ ‘ i hear breakup sex is the best. ’ ‘ do i look dead to you? ’ ‘ you deserve an oscar for that performance. ’ ‘ you are the queen of not helping. ’ ‘ it was like my heart just stopped. and i felt that way for a very long time, until you. ’ ‘ everything i have done was to protect you. ’ ‘ you gave someone a second chance. that’s never stupid. ’ ‘ i need to stop caring. ’ ‘ could you, like, not be here? ’ ‘ how do i say this without sounding rude? ’ ‘ why are you still hating on me? ’ ‘ i need to learn to stop caring. ’ ‘ i don’t want to be here anymore. is that legitimate enough? ’ ‘ i stopped worrying about me a long time ago. ’ ‘ i decided i didn’t want to be a victim anymore. that’s not who i am. ’ ‘ that’s what’s so great about friends. they’re not your family. they accept you for who you are. ’ ‘ all good things must come to an end. ’ ‘ i made a terrible mistake and i need you. ’ ‘ don’t you shut me out too. ’ ‘ the rich girls steal, the pretty girls lie, the smart girls play dumb, and the dumb girls spend their days trying to be all of the above. ’ ‘ i feel like i only exist in half of your life and that’s not good enough for me. ’ ‘ trust me, you’re not the first person to hurt me and you’re certainly not the last. ’ ‘ there’s a difference between being honest and being suicidal. ’ ‘ assume it’s me… you know, sluttin’ it up! ’ ‘ you’re leaving because it’s easier to walk away than to fight for what you really want. ’ ‘ we all get it wrong sometimes. ’ ‘ am i just destroying everything that i touch? ’ ‘ for the record, if you hurt her, i will crush your scones. ’ ‘ friends don’t let friends sneak into insane asylums alone. ’ ‘ the more i see of men, the more i want to get a dog. ’ ‘ i would ditch school for a hangnail. ’ ‘ say it enough and you’ll actually start to believe it. ’ ‘ what the hell just happened? ’ ‘ i’m sorry, okay? i’m not perfect. ’ ‘ nothing works under water. it’s a scientific fact. ’ ‘ i think you’re the one who needs a trip to oz. see if the wizard can find you a heart. ’ ‘ sometimes you poke the bear and sometimes the bear pokes you. ’ ‘ i was always a romantic. ’ ‘ wow, that was an eleven letter word. ’ ‘ right, yeah. we’re all one big happy family, i forgot. ’ ‘ we’re being mocked by a damn cartoon. ’ ‘ i was saying that facetiously. ’ ‘ i was cutting a carrot and the knife slipped. ’ ‘ wait, why am i beeping? i haven’t even stolen anything yet! ’ ‘ i wanted to be spontaneous. ’ ‘ you’re not spontaneous. you make a pinterest board before you change your nails. ’ ‘ hey, i wear three inches or i wear nothing. ’ ‘ be careful! and wear sensible shoes! ’ ‘ i don’t need things to get any weirder. ’ ‘ it’s a funeral, not a nicki minaj concert. ’ ‘ so what, i can’t dance on his grave? ’ ‘ just promise me you won’t do anything stupid. ’ ‘ you’re not going to lose me. i promise, okay? i love you. ’
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⁽ ⁰⁰³ ⁾ “ let me have a sip of thinking juice, here. ” — @fakesmade
A WRY CHUCKLE ESCAPES, THE SOUND DULL AND HALF - HEARTED DESPITE THE RELEVANT AMUSEMENT OVER THE MASK OF A SKILLED PLAYER. if not for his acute awareness of her skills, he would have been the slightest bit concerned. but they’ve gone down this road once before, and it’s never gone awry. yet. he swirls the drink in his own glass, watching her take a sip of her choice of poison with ease. “ perhaps i should do the same. i’m well equipped with a good amount of braincells but a little extra help couldn’t help. ” AND SO HE BRINGS THE GLASS TO HIS LIPS AND TAKES A SIP, brows furrowing in thought and yet it was more than disappointing to say that not a thing that went through his mind was coherent enough. just static. and he did not particularly like dead - ends. “ this would be easier if our contact did not go ghost. ”
⁽ ⁰⁰³ ⁾ “ his arabic is atrocious. ” — @zuhuraha
“ THIS SURPRISES YOU ? OR JUST AN ASTUTE OBSERVATION ? ” NOSE WRINKLES AS HIS OWN WRETCHED MIND REPLAYS THE ABHORRENT ATTEMPT, it should have been a crime in itself. being a spy only meant orion needed to play nice and network, ultimately finding difficulty in who he could trust enough not to find himself dead in a ditch or staring down the barrel of a gun. ANYONE COULD BE A TRAITOR FOR THE RIGHT PRICE, and integrity seemed to become increasingly scarce. perhaps it was simply the result of a brewing war, of the tides changing and the imperialists raiding every town until it was only dust. ivories gnaw on the inside of his mouth to prevent a smile from gracing his lips, a stifled laugh dying in his throat as he makes eye contact with fareeda — he’s quick to shake his head with subtlety, a warning. “ the bloke is only digging his own grave, if we intervene or act out of place, we’ll be sniped on the spot. ” THE ASSUMPTION IS ONLY THAT, AN ASSUMPTION, BUT ONE COULD NEVER BE TOO CAREFUL WHEN VENTURING INTO SPACES HEAVILY OCCUPIED BY THE ENTITLED AND THE ELITE. “ shame that you’re not here to write about him, we’ve gathered enough intel to put him out of business. ”
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there were days when sea green press did nothing but gift her with a persistent headache. those were the worst days. when laughing chastely and tirelessly biding her time came with no reward but a gnawing pain. once home, rosalind easily changed into a pale green qipao before she busied herself in the kitchen. her movements were fluid, careful and steady, as she quickly brewed herself a kettle of tea. there was little difference in her concentration when she boiled leaves for consumption and leaves for poison. in both situations, she found a comfort in the measured actions and sound of gentle bubbling. she was leaned against the kitchen counter when @orihong joined her after his shower. ❝ help yourself. ❞ she nodded to a cup she had already poured for him.
only weeks prior, rosalind would have just made herself a serving without thinking twice about her mission partner. he’d grown on her since but it wasn’t something she intended to verbalize despite it seeping into her every day actions. the tea warmed from her core to the tips of her finger and she relaxed her spine against the sink behind her. ❝ it relieves any tension in the body, ❞ she explained. ❝ thought it would help with being hunched over a desk all day. ❞ she took a long sip, watching him try the drink over the rim of her cup before she chimed in again. this time with a poorly concealed grin. ❝ it also greatly decreases libido. ❞
THE STAKES WERE NEVER TERRIBLY LOW IN HIS LINE OF WORK, DANGER A CONSTANT SHADOW LINGERING AFTER HIS EVERY MOVE. but to say he did not feel more on edge now that he was no longer just an individual with a singular name but a team : one name, one life, this would be a lie. orion had always done well in ignoring the stress that came with his job, hiding behind bottles of bubbles and natural desires — anything would have sufficed as a distractor and it played well into his cultivated persona like a perfectly wrapped gift. and though he would tease about extending an invitation for a grand ol' time in the shower, he was grateful for the brief moment of solitude, even if he was starting to not entirely recognize the man he was staring at in the mirror. BUT WHAT DID IT MATTER WHEN THE BOTH OF THEM WERE HOLDING SECRETS CLOSE TO THEIR HEARTS?
the surprise is less than subtle on his face when he spots the cup just for him, brows furrowed, and then an ear - to - ear grin stretching over his features. “ how thoughtful of you, i was right — you're falling in love with me, aren't you ? can't blame you ... ” he trails off as he takes a sip, comfortably leaning against the counter like he'd lived there for ages, LIKE THEY TRULY WERE MORE THAN JUST FAUX NEWLYWEDS. as she explains the benefits of the drink, he lets out a muffled hum of approval, even going as far as to tip the cup and chug its entire contents. “ that's perfect, my back's been tighter than usual. ” an exaggerated hiss leaves his mouth to further demonstrate his liking, lips purposely smacking together with as much childishness as possible.
“ libido ? interes — ” and then he catches himself, muscles freezing in motion as he takes a second to digest her words. lips purse in thought, eyes glazing over as he stares off to the side as if he'd just received the most daunting news of his life. THERE IS LITTLE THAT COULD FAZE ORION HONG, AND YET HERE HE IS, KNEES NEARLY BUCKLING UNDER HIS WEIGHT. fingers grip the edge of the counter for support, a short gasp choking in his throat. “ like — ” he glances down at his pants and then back up at her, finally managing to place the cup down, fear and disgust now staining his features. “ no ... no way ... uh - uh, no. you're playing a game on me. ” there's a pause before he continues again, " no, no. put it back. give me the libido back, you cruel woman. i need it ! ”
JANIE MEAD.
the loud thump shook the glass of juice on the counter top and stirred rosalind from her unbreakable concentration. when she tore her eyes away from the novel laid open in front of her, everything seemed to move in slow motion. her dark eyes trailed lazily from book to glass to the top of orion’s hand and to finally — the ugly interruption. ugly was an understatement. it was as if her entire body recoiled from the lamp, curving away as far as her spine could manage. such an innocuous item seemed to have punched her straight in the gut at it’s unwelcome resurgence. she took a long breath in before straightening herself up and levelling with orion’s gaze. ❝ why are you dumpster diving ? ❞ she narrowed her eyes at him before pushing the lamp across the tabletop with just the tip of her finger, as if it would spring to life and scurry up her arm if disturbed. ❝ i guess even the thief realized that there’s no place in any home for something like this. ❞ rosalind shrugged as if stating facts rather than her poorly hidden opinion. she wheeled around to turn away from him and ran her empty glass under the tap. it was easier to hide the annoyance in her voice with the sound of the water running. ❝ but i’m glad you found it again, that’s lovely. ❞
A LONG PAUSE FILLS THE AIR BETWEEN HER INQUIRY AND HIS ... WELL, BAFFLEMENT. THE INSINUATION IN HER TONE IS EASY ENOUGH FOR HIM TO CATCH ONTO. “ i was not dumpster diving, i was walking past it. and it stood out among the garbage as the true precious gem it is. dumpster diving ... ” this is muttered under his breath, namely for the heat rising in the back of his neck and ears at the memory of him falling into one of the bins when the weight of the lamp overpowered him. but she would never know, he’d keep it that way. “ the thief had terrible taste, thank god. only you and i can truly appreciate its beauty. it’s why we’re meant to be roomies. ” WITH A LOUD PAT TO THE BUILD OF THE LAMP, HE STOWS IT ASIDE, ADJACENT TO THE CORNER OF THE FLOOR TO REDUCE THE CHANCES OF IT MAGICALLY FALLING TO THE GROUND AND BREAKING. he wouldn’t put it past it happening. orion hong was no fool, the woman before him was a master of lies. a beautiful one, at that. arms folded over his chest inquisitively as he sits in her seat, leaning forward the slightest. “ what kinda juice were you drinking ? all that work carrying our little friend home has me parched. ”
“Don’t hit me, this was mutual!” “I know that”
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“Jiashang. Why? Why do you…? You messed with me first. How can I let you escape this easily?”
CITY OF STREAMER (2022) -EP 29 dir. by Jin Chen
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⁽ ⁰⁰⁰ ⁾ ONCE YOU’RE STRIPPED CLEAN, WHAT’S AT YOUR CORE ? / RESOUNDING TRUTH
→ YOU HAVE A GOAL IN MIND, AND OTHERS BRUSH IT OFF RIGHT AWAY. why does everyone always tell you to follow your dreams when it's actually their dreams that they want you to follow ? YOUR MEMORY IS WEAK, AND YOUR CONVICTION IS EVEN WEAKER ON DAYS WHEN YOU’RE REMINDED OF HOW ALONE YOU REALLY ARE. it's hard to go on without someone pushing you forward. is this what life is ? a cycle of monotony, fueled only by the desire not to trouble anyone too much with your passing ? it would be nice to have something, or someone, to spur you on. i hope you find them.
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“ SO, SOMETHING INCREDIBLY INTERESTING HAPPENED TO ME THIS AFTERNOON. ” THIS IS AN ANNOUNCEMENT WITH A HINT OF AN ACCUSATORY TWANG, MASKED WITH INTRIGUE AND EXCITEMENT. he shuts the front door behind him with his foot, not before slipping his shoes off and into slippers, shuffling across the marble floors with a false pep in his step. a grin stains his features as his sights land on his roommate, seated at the kitchen island, none the wiser. despite the lightness in his steps, the item in his hand is bulky in size, taking up half his frame. “ i was walking home when i passed by the community dumpster and saw this. doesn’t this look exactly like the lamp shade i brought during move - in, that was mysteriously stolen the other day ? ” WITH A SWIFT MOVEMENT, THE SHADE IS DUMPED ONTO THE MIDDLE OF THE COUNTER WITH A LOUD THUD. THE SMILE STILL REMAINS ON HIS LIPS, STRAINED AND FORCED, EYES HAUNTINGLY WIDE.
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