Lipstick Lies Tears Tragedy

Son Seungwan ll High Elf ll Sol Solis 2c || Mun is 20+ ll RP only

[hideyoyamauchi-ia]

seungie-ia:

“You seem suspicious of me.” Seungwan shrugged nonchalantly. “I suppose you have good reason. Like you said, appearance isn’t everything.” She skirted around the other woman to advance a ways down the hall. “I do hope that your job is an easy one, though. I think you might possibly die of boredom before anything more serious could happen.” The princess snorted.

“It better not be a big surprise. I’m suspicious of every person here. It’s part of my job description, to me at least.” Hideyo glanced down at her nails to make sure that they didn’t chip of break. They were in perfect condition still. “I can already tell you it won’t be as easy as sitting in a chair and looking around. I don’t think boredom will be able to as there may be some interesting nights.” The woman shrugged before smirking of kicking some stupid students right where it counted. There may be some great nights for her, and this change of pace shouldn’t bore her too much, at least from what she thinks.

@seungie-ia​

[seungie-ia]

“No, no of course not. I don’t expect you to be sitting at a desk snoozing with an alarm set for rounds, but I’m just saying I’m not sure how active you’ll have to be which is either good or not depending on how you look at it.” Seungie shrugged. “Though I’ll make sure to call you for every suspicious character I see running around.” She winked with a playful smirk, emphasizing the ‘every’ to inform her that she would be contacting her annoyingly so.

@hideyoyamauchi-ia

[seungie-ia]

aoi-ia:

“Oh yeah, that’s totally something I would pull so he was definitely just being a dick,” Aoi confirmed, nodding seriously. “Thankfully for me my tattoos have been chosen when more or less sober, and other drunken choices are either luckily good or not permanent.” He really hoped his luck didn’t run out on that one day. It would be a shame to wake up with something embarrassing tattooed on his otherwise lovely ass.

Then he hummed and shrugged, eyeing her with a little smirk. “I suppose. I don’t really get how people can NOT get computers…. They’re a piece of cake. But I suppose I am kind of predisposed to understand them anyways, but still. Ah well, I guess if people are willing to help out it’s not a problem for people like you… Gives me a job at least.” A more than slightly irritating job sometimes, but a job nonetheless.

“Growing up in a place where technology isn’t really a thing it seems perfectly acceptable not to understand computers in my case.” She said it as a fact, not to hurt his feelings. “I’ve never really needed the computer much other than to write papers, and obviously my exploring of the internet has not been the best thing for me.” A ephemeral smirk flashed across her lips. “Could be worse, right? I could have a virus that causes random porn videos to pop up.” This time she was noticeably grinning. “I wonder if you’ve had any students pop in with that kind of problem. I bet they played dumb to like they didn’t know how they got it.”

[seungie-ia]

Revamp

because I have lost some inspiration...

I want to take some time to make Seungie better. I will be changing some things about her background and about her personality. I have not had time to thoroughly think it through, so this process might be longer than intended. I might be bugging people to see what they think I should do with her to make her a better muse, someone more worth interacting with.

So be on the look out!

[samuel-ia]

❝ Are You Drunk? — Seungie&Sam

[seungie-ia]

samuel-ia:

“What, to come out here or the part before that?” Said with another laugh in his voice, the words did not sound even half as harsh as they could have been, while Sam leaned against the wall of the building next to the club; fingers pulling a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket. He did not smoke often, but it was an occasional guilty pleasure–on his official night off even more so, regardless of the fact that one of his students stood in front of him right now.

Aware that he’d just pretty much appointed himself responsible for her safety and well-being tonight, it was no surprise that he decided to stick around and keep an eye on the young woman. At least she did not seem like the type of person to throw herself into some crazy danger when intoxicated.

“Both.” The blond mused as she teetered back and forth on her feet, threatening to fall over at any minute as she gazed off at the starless sky above them. Her head slowly turned to look at the handsome man as he leaned up against the wall with his long figure casually stretched along the brick. Why did all the good-looking men she knew smoke? A shiver ran down her arms again. “There is a price to pay for not dancing with me and then forcing me out into the cold...”  A half grin played on her lips.

In a couple heavy steps Seungie was at Samuel’s side, burying herself under his arm where she found immediate relief in his body heat. She only wished that she could wrap herself in that warmth and hide away there until she got back home. “I will mooch your warmth until you accept my request to dance with me. Otherwise I will be forced to make you exceedingly uncomfortable.” If he was like most teachers then he would be worried about what this kind of behavior would look like to those around them. Therefore he could not refuse her request to dance with him. “I have seen you dance before... I know you can.”

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Wendy // Rookie @ 170208 Show Champion for @seulge 

[fyeah-redvelvet]

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Wendy @ 170207 After School Club 

[seungie-ia]

uruha-ia:

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The girl was most definitely some sort of people-pleaser, but she certainly held no pleasing attributes in the eyes of the warlock. Talking big was a student talent, and most students that talked the talk were easily befuddled when difficulties came their way. Kouyou had seen it happen often enough. So when he looked up again from his magical doings and found a pair of unblinking green eyes watching him steadily, he set the jar down upon the rough wooden surface of his desk, not at all bothered by the fire that still burned within, and placed both hands palm-side down on the desk. 

“Words mean nothing unless there is action to speak on behalf of those words. If you intend to be a decent student, you can only prove it.” The warlock began to run his hand in a circular motion over the desk, in the center of which a sheet of fresh parchment appeared, its surface covered with scrawled instructions and notes. “Take it,” the warlock gestured for the girl to reach over and grab the paper with his slender fingers. “It will detail all classroom procedures, rules, and materials needed for the class. You have plenty of time to prepare before next class, so I won’t hear any excuses if you forget something.” 

She wasn’t asking him to believe that she was talented; she simply wanted him to believe that she would work hard enough to make something of it. When she was interested in a subject she worked hard at it and didn’t solely rely on a photographic memory to get her by. Seungie knew that this man wasn’t going to be easy to please, but to be fair what teacher here was? If he wanted action from her then she would proceed to action.

Reaching forward to the paper that had morphed from thin air onto the desk, the blond gave him a curious glance before scanning the contents of the paper. It was a long list of rules like no technology period followed by harsh consequences for breaking said rules. A quick run to the nearest store would be all she needed for the supplies listed. Seungie was excited for the next class, but she didn’t show it in front of the warlock in hopes to not appear like too much of an optimist. “Thank you. I will see you in class then.” Was all she said before giving a bow and heading for the door. 

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[kimhyolyn-ia]

Those Autumn Showers. [IA MiniEvent] {Hyo, Zoe & Seungie}

[seungie-ia]

zoe-ia:

kimhyolyn-ia:

It was just her luck that not only one but two other people would show up here. On any normal day, she wouldn’t have seen people out here, but it just so happened to be they’d show up when she was half naked, soaked to the skin, and to top it all off, she could tell her makeup was smeared. Bless whoever built this cabin and didn’t decide to include one single mirror in the entire place. She didn’t mind being half naked, that wasn’t the problem. She was more than used to walking around half dressed, but what bothered her was that she looked like a drowned rat and could do nothing to against it. Dammit, this was why she usually brought makeup around with her. People didn’t need to see her without makeup. She was a vampire for Christ’s sake, she looked like a corpse without any of it on. At least this place wasn’t lit exceptionally well, maybe the dim lights would at least mask some of what she was hiding beneath all of that makeup. 

But for now, she couldn’t really do anything about it. She was stuck here with these two until the rain passed over. She just hoped she wouldn’t be stuck here all night. She shrugged her shoulders over the darker haired female’s question, thinking nothing of her having seen her disrobing. “Huh? No, it’s fine. I’m not what you’d call modest when it comes to undressing. Besides, it’s nothing you don’t personally have.” And just like clockwork, a blonde showed up seconds later. She really couldn’t understand how everyone seemed to be finding their way to this one cabin. “Geez, is the entire student population going to show up? If I’d have known, I’d have brought drinks.” She began to tie up her hair mid-sentence, ringing out what dampness was let before twisting her hair up into a bun to ensure that at least one article of clothing was left dry.

“You’re awfully positive for someone that got caught out in the rain.” She said in response to the blonde who had just suggested she remove her clothing as well. Bare feet carried her over to the tiny excuse for a kitchen counter, hands lifting herself up to sit on the ever so slightly dust covered surface. “It’s not much of a cabin, but if you can get a fire going, you could probably get those clothes dry in a few hours.” Because of course, Hyolyn wouldn’t be even attempting to light a fire anytime soon. She wasn’t stupid, she wasn’t going to accidentally light herself on fire and burst into flames in front of these two. Those thoughts aside, she gestured over to the fireplace some distance away. “I found some dry wood on the porch if one of you ladies would like to start her up.”

@zoe-ia

The female cared less, which Zoe found slightly surprising though she didn’t make her expression show as she lowered her gaze as if to study her own female figure too. Ah, right. She had it. Of course, she possessed the same anatomy, but it was also to keep the other’s privacy. Well, guess it was safe to come in seeing her naked then. So she shrugged and stepped inside the shanty, and made way for Seungie to come in with a smile, whispering a reply, “I think you know her.”

With both of the females soaking wet while Zoe remained dry, the guilt came running up to her in waves making her rub the back of her neck before sitting in one corner in silence. If she didn’t disturb the pixies, this would not have happened. It made her sigh, wondering how to make amends without getting caught. At first she observed the two, but little by little Zoe was getting slightly uncomfortable of the scene. Naked bodies. Oh. Naked bodies. Something she wasn’t used to, and perhaps never will.  The conversation between the two carried on as the pixie tried to ignore the slight bothersome sight by drawing random things on the ground to keep her busy at the moment. Those two had certainly gorgeous figures, but Zoe couldn’t look at them and she didn’t exactly know why. That made her sigh again.

Listening to the following conversation, Zoe lifted her chin up at the said suggestion of the female with brows raised. “I’m sorry, but I won’t be any help for that.  It’s not that I don’t want to, but I can’t.” She had an apologetic smile on her face before sighing once more. “I’m a child of cold,” she said, without being specific, biting her lower lip.  “If there’s anything I could offer, it would be to lead both of you back to the academy safely in the middle of this heavy rain. But that means you both have to bear with the coldness of the barrier I have to create. That— or Seungie, do you know how to start a fire?”

@seungie-ia​

Drinks actually didn’t sound like a bad idea. Why hadn’t someone thrown a party out here already? It was the perfect spot outside of the night guard’s view because there was no way she would travel all the way out there to find them. But on the topic of fire Seungie kind of just stared blankly at them both with a long “Uhhhh” before saying “No not really. But it can’t be that hard right? You just get some wood and some tinder. I wonder if there is lighter or something around here?” The princess stepped further into the cabin as she started to peel off her t-shirt and lay it over the back of one of the dusty chairs and go towards the tiny kitchen with barely even a workable counter. She pulled out some drawers that were mostly empty accept for some pen scribbles and etchings of dumb hearts with people’s initials in them. It looked like they were going to have to start this fire the old fashion way.

“Well, I guess we are going to have to wing it ladies.” Seungie sighed as she turned to the others. “Zoe, why don’t you grab some of the wood she was talking about and bring it in? I’ll see if I can scrounge up some paper from somewhere. There has to be an old book or something around here somewhere....” She wandered off as she began looking for something dry she could burn to get the fire started. The basics were at least common knowledge she thought, so surely between the three of them they could start a fire.

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Shenanigans | Woobin & Seungie | Closed

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The billow of smoke covered his sharp features in a cloud of grey that stung her eyes and nostrils before quickly dissipating in the night. There was something inexpressively appealing about this man with the cigarette drawn tightly between his lips, the way his hand carefully flicked away the dying ash at the end. The smell was the only factor to ruin the moment, but thankfully it was quickly carried off in the breeze. It was hard to explain the attraction of smoking, despite how adult always told kids how smoking wasn’t “cool” or “attractive”, but some people just had a certain swagger when they smoked and this guy was one of them. Even if the princess disliked the smell.

Seungie hummed her shared disapproval of the man he was explaining as she ran a hand through her thick locks. “Well I was headed down to Demonic Pleasures if you still want a drink.” She hooked her thumb over her shoulder. “I’ll even buy you your first round of drinks to brighten your evening. As long as you promise not to be some other girl’s knight in shining armor tonight.” Her smile was wide and teasing.

The snake watched her features, noting the slow scan her large, pretty eyes made over his long form.  He wasn’t sure where this particular night was going, but it had gotten infinitely more fascinating that particular moment.  Instead of moving on to a different bar and potentially getting into a separate fight altogether, he had found a new way to spend his night.  Grinning wolfishly (a phrase which can only occasionally be applied to a man who becomes a giant snake when angry), he used his thumb to flick the end of the cigarette, letting the ashes fall like odd smelling snow around his feet. 

“Yeah I’d like that.”  he said, stifling a bubble of laughter which threatened to escape from his lips.  “I’ll do my best.” He raised two fingers.  “Scout’s honor.”  He wasn’t  a scout, but it was the best he could do considering the situation.  it also gave a valid excuse, should a situation in which he had to fight someone actually did come up.  This was fairly likely but going by the judgemental expression on his new friend’s face, it was a situation to be avoided as much as possible.

[seungie-ia]

The blond rolled her eyes before motioning him with one finger to follow her. The Demonic Pleasures wasn’t far down the main strip and there was a special going on tonight. She had also heard that there was a DJ in one of the smaller bars tucked in the alley across the way, but that would be for a later time tonight when they were more loose for dancing. “I hope you aren’t opposed to dancing.” Seungie peered up at him to watch his expression. He seemed like that mysterious, handsome guy that stood off to the side or sat at the bar just oozing whatever it was that attracted people from across the room. That was good for them though, because that meant more drinks circulating. But she didn’t want to leave him all by himself on the sidelines.

The club was pulsating with the deep bass when they entered passed the bouncer who maintained a stoic face despite the antsy bar hoppers begging to get in. There didn’t seem to be too many people dancing, but the place was still roaring with chatter drowned out by the music blasting over the surround sound. “You want that first round of drinks?” The princess shouted up at the snake. She wasn’t even sure if he would hear her even with her hand cupped beside her mouth--you know with the height difference and all.

@woobin-ia

[seungie-ia]

hideyoyamauchi-ia:

Hideyo would have hated it if she was supposed to go around all day to make sure the students didn’t do anything stupid while she was keeping an eye out for suspicious activity. She’d feel like a babysitter at that point rather than an actual guard. “That’s why I’m not assuming that just by appearance, someone can be a person that won’t make my job difficult. The troublemakers may be easy to pick out if they let themselves slip up or known. Only some will know how to hide it well. I’m sure I’ll be able to find them all soon though.”

@seungie-ia

“You seem suspicious of me.” Seungwan shrugged nonchalantly. “I suppose you have good reason. Like you said, appearance isn’t everything.” She skirted around the other woman to advance a ways down the hall. “I do hope that your job is an easy one, though. I think you might possibly die of boredom before anything more serious could happen.” The princess snorted.

[seungie-ia]

uruha-ia:

Inevitably, the warlock was less than impressed by the little girl’s given reason for joining the potions class. She was inexperienced and full of, what he imagined, were useless ideals on the route to achieving potion-making abilities. With a dampened cork now in between his fingers, the warlock pushed it into the jar’s opening until it would no longer be inserted by force. “I only have room in my class for dedicated students.” The warlock’s eyes gleamed with an unspoken threat reserved for students, to understand that he was not one who’s patience should be tried. “It will not be easy, and I will do you no favors if you do not work hard yourself. Just because it’s a beginner’s class, doesn’t mean I’ll take it easy on you.” The sound of glass clinking resulted from the warlock’s finger tapping its index nail on the neck of the jar, causing a rich red flame to spark and burn the contents within.

“If you are only planning to goof off in class and act like an idiot, I suggest you turn around and leave now.” Kouyou finally took his intense gaze off of the little girl and turned it instead to the jar, examining the purple haze that was forming within as a result of the burning leaves and roots. “So, which is it?”    

Seungie wasn’t really sure if his attitude was just a front or if he was genuinely a hardass. Either way his curt manner was not becoming and it kind of put her off of wanting to take the class. Though that seemed to be his idea. Holding his gaze steadily she was not at all taken aback by his leer. “I don’t intend on taking it lightly.” She wanted the experience and with an actual interest in the subject she would flourish (with help from her photographic memory, of course). If he was willing to give her the chance, she hoped to prove to him just how great of a student she could be. With her eyes held on the purple cloud in the vial she nodded. “I won’t let you down if you give me a chance.” Her emerald orbs slid up to meet his hard gaze. He was not going to be easy to please, but she loved a challenge.

[uruha-ia-blog]

The blond knocked on the wood frame because the door was already open and peered in. "Excuse me. Are you the potions professor? I'm looking to get into your class."

Why is it that students always sought him out at the most inopportune moments? The warlock was bent over a jar of herbs, poking them with precision into two piles on either side of the jar. Roots on one side, and leaves on the other. His concentration was not easily broken, and he did little more than glance up at the petite looking female standing at his doorway. “My potions class? Beginner? Any experience with potion making at all?” 

@seungie-ia

[seungie-ia]

Yup. He was the one. Stepping in furter, Seungie nodded to his questions. “Yes, the beginners’ potion class. I have not had any experience in making elixirs or portions, but I have taken plenty in my time. I figured it would be a safe bet to learn to make my own if the time ever came that I couldn’t find someone else to do it.” She rubbed the back of her neck and cleared her throat. “Do you have any more room in your class?”

[seungie-ia]

aoi-ia:

Now that made him snort. “Oh yeah, because I’m sure that the deal on a virus-ridden pop up add was totally legit, with super high quality little booties for sale.” Seriously, he wondered how these students made it through life sometimes. Probably because they had people like him around always helping them out. Damn, he was totally a great guy. (Not like it was literally his job or anything…)

At the mention of his drunken shenanigans he shrugged, sniffing, “I mean, it’s definitely not my first time doing stupid shit when drunk. Normally it’s more along the lines of a complete disregard for self-preservation instincts, but I have also made a few… Wardrobe arrangements under the influence. But like I said drunk me has fuckin’ killer taste, so the only thing it usually hurts is my wallet. A lot. Thank God for high paying work. But the hair dye thing is a first.”

The blond grinned. “It seems like you got lucky. Most people don’t make such great choices under the influences. I knew a mermaid who got a tattoo when she was drunk. It was a really cute curly script that said ‘Hope’, but upside down it looked like it said ‘Adolf’. As in the dictator that once controlled most of Europe.” Seungie chuckled and clucked her tongue. “I think the tattoo artist was being a dick because it would have to take serious effort to make ‘hope’ look like ‘Adolf’.”

Leaning back in her chair the princess tapped her foot gently against the carpet. “It’s good that people like you exist. I would be lost without people who knew how to handle technology. It took me a year to figure out half of the functions of my phone and even then I had people help me. I guess I’m just an old soul at heart.” Seungie cringed at the word ‘old’ because she hated referring to herself as such.

[theseulgis]

random gifs of wendy (for @r-velvets!)

[seungwanderland]

son seungwan let mE LIVE JC