#aroixs

[lostonesfound]

{ @aroixs }

Kyo was seated at one of the outdoor tables of his favorite cafe, fingers tapping away at the keyboard of his laptop. Usually, he much preferred being indoors, but with how crowded it was at that hour he felt that being outside was a much quieter option. What made it even better was that the sky had gotten cloudy and with the breeze the temperature began to cool a bit. Just how he liked it. 

He was getting really into the coding project he was working on when he heard some strange speech coming towards him. It almost sounded... robotic. Like how his computer sometimes sounded when he turned on speech notifications. After a moment of debating whether to bother checking his surroundings, curiosity got the best of him and he looked up, meeting eye to eye with someone that looked, to him, like a normal human being. “Um- Hi... Can I help you?”

[spoiledsovls]

@aroixs.

fuck. literally. “that shit was fuckin’ hard.” she says, trying to catch her breath while clutching the bag of ecstasy in her hand. illegal. she knew that’s what it was. money is what her mind kept thinking about. jail time? she could avoid it- especially with the connections she had. it was unbelievable how many punishments she’s avoided just because she was who she was, but she was grateful for it nonetheless.

maybe she was in the wrong for even doing such a thing, but she could be doing worse things. say, murder. the drugs she acquired were only for her to deliver and sell for the sake of whoever was in charge to not get caught either. trick was, both parties needed to keep their identities a secret. “take ‘em. i don’t wanna touch ‘em anymore.” she breathes out, leaning against a brick wall in the alley. she tosses it towards dorian, mumbling under her breath. “i don’t even know what this is gonna do..” 

sure, she’s done marijuana (god, that’s already bad enough in their country.) but hard drugs? she’s wanted to try it. not get addicted. try. see what the hype is all about. why was it so plastered on western media? she wanted to feel what they felt. just once. once wouldn’t hurt. 

[thevictoryofthepeople]

Closed Starter for @aroixs || The Mischievous Elf Starter

Chanbin burst through the doors of the practice room, keeling over once when he's screeched to a halt. Hands on his knees, he's panting hard as if he's ran a marathon. "Hy- hyung," he stammers out, staring up at Hojin. "You got to help me. Taesong hyung is coming and I need you to help me hide his clothes. Preferably, I would also need your help in finding a hiding spot. Please."

[sierrcr-blog]

@aroixs / starter call

       “cows are the silent jury in the trial of mankind.”

[thevictoryofthepeople]

Closed Starter for @aroixs || The Porcelain Doll Starter

In the dimly lit setting of the bar, Baekhyeon stares at his friend as he downs another drink; the liquid falls down in his throat, burning away the linings of esophagus as the burning particles touch them. "Come on Hojin," he begins, tone soft and barely heard though there's a firmness in it. "You can sing. Just audition at my company. The worst that can happen is that you get rejected which I really doubt because you can sing so well. Just please, try this once."

[timetbl]

the eyescan was correct, he was pretty sure of that as he was pretty sure there were no magnetic influences that could have any of his internal system go a bit hay ━and considering the way his artificial muscles were tensing up at the results, that was also not a good sign. he was an android deviating from the societal norms, hiding away in layers of lies and pretending to be normal in front of both the person who ‘owned him’ and the many, so that he wouldn’t get destroyed as if being worth less than an old phone.

was that fear? damn, it sure was one ugly feeling ━no wonder humans didn’t want to deal with it.  “ i am afraid doctor min is not at home at the moment ━may i ask who... sent you here? ”  

@aroixs liked for a starter for dohwan !

[cheiianarchive]

“That’s a lie.”

@aroixs( ACCEPTING )

                 ❝IT HAPPENED LIKE I AM TELLING IT!❞ Tae almost snapped out those words and he let out a huff, arms crossing over his chest. He hated it when people DOUBTED what he said. Tae knew exactly what he was talking about and just because their life was BORING -- ❝believe it or not! I know what I saw and what not!❞

[heavenlyprincex-blog]

Tonight was the one year anniversary of her sisters passing. Was it appropriate to go out and get shit faced on such a heart stricken night? Not really. Minji honestly had no better way to cope though. Each day was an endless battle of bleakness and desolation. For the first time, the young girl decided to give her mental state a break -- with alcohol. There was a bar conveniently located a block away from where Minji lived. Perfect. Whenever she felt the need to pollute her body with the devils nectar, she could easily walk there. Minji left her house in a rush, eager as ever to get completely plastered. Loud music radiated from the building, only growing louder as she inched closer. The smell of cigarettes circulated through the air as she entered the bar -- disgusting. The only bad thing about bars was the smoke that Minji always seemed to choke on. Hopefully consuming excessive amounts of alcohol will drown out the smoke that ghosted against her pale face. Weaving in and out of people to get to the bar, the tiny woman managed to collide with a rather broad shoulder. The impact made her stumble slightly in her black stilettos, and a small hand scurried to instinctively grab onto the person she had ran into. "Shit. I'm sorry." Once Minji gained her footing, doe-like hues flicked up to meet the others face.  "I wasn't watching where---"  She stopped, plump lips agape. Her heart sank. Her knees locked, and she felt as if she couldn't breathe. This was.. him. Minji knew she wasn't hallucinating, and she certainly knew it wasn't alcohol. She hadn't a drop to drink yet. The stare that was secured onto the male quickly contorted into a scowl, and a gentle grip on his shoulder was soon a clutched fist against the fabric of his shirt. "You.." She seethed through bared teeth. "You mother fucker!" Minji yelled, shoving the man back with all her might. "I'm-- I thought I killed you. You should be dead right now. You! Not her!" She screeched. The woman could care less if she was causing a scene, and she could care less if she got thrown out for it. Right now, she wanted his blood on her hands. She wanted nothing more than to get her hands on him and give him what he deserved. Minji began backing away towards the exit of the bar, her beckoning glare piercing through the man as she did so. She wanted him outside, away from any other innocent people. Minji wanted to finish this once and for all. Perhaps tonight was the night she was given the opportunity to avenge her sister -- even if her life was at risk again. Or rather, the life she was delusional enough to think she still harbored. “You deal with me now!” She yelled out to him, raising a single digit to taunt him to follow her.