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* in the blink of an eye

with: @dxjiha in a cafe somewhere in the east side.

doha only managed to find this place at random while strolling through the east side in an attempt to find something to do between her missions, really. it was a cute little cafe which she entered because of the menu that was advertised outside that caught her attention. right now it'd normally be lunch time but nothing wrong with a little dessert first to start off the afternoon, right? " i'll have the fruit tart. blueberry. " doha takes a second to glance back at the menu again, "also a smaaall glass of wine?" she smiles at the waiter as he walked away then sits back in her chair and takes a moment to observe the cafe.

unlike the establishments in the north side, this cafe wasn't exactly too occupied with only about three guests by their lonesome with their laptops so they all must be working on something important and only one table with a family of four enjoying their lunch together. the sight of them across the other end of the cafe forces her to sigh, thinking about how her own family is abroad currently but forces herself not to think about her real ones. ever. not that she had to do it long because in no time, her wine and fruit tart is brought to her table quickly and she smiles, nodding at the waiter.

" just what i needed. " it looked delicious and she was excited to dig into it. but just as she was grabbing her glass of wine gently to take a small sip of it, a tiny drop of it manages to make contact with her baby blue blouse. " shit- " cursing under her breath, she quickly grabs a napkin to try and wipe it off fast but of course, red wine stains are tricky.

dammit, and i just bought this just yesterday too. why am i so clumsy!

maybe a trip to the nearest bathroom might fix it, thus she carefully gets up to slowly make her way there. and if the day couldn't try to get any worse, doha's clumsiness makes her nearly collide with a female waitress who was carrying a small little cake over for the family of four. there wasn't really a way for doha to predict what would happen next due to being in such a hurry but she could only sense dread coming her way, really.

#❅ — 도플갱어◞ threads.#❅ — 도플갱어◞ th. in the blink of an eye #❅ — 도플갱어◞ w. jiha #dxjiha #( i like to ramble...#lmk if you want anything changed

good morning sunshine

tw: mentions of alcohol

jiha loved parties, always had, talking to people, drinking, it was all fun. so when a friend hosted a party and he didn’t have to work that day, he of course showed up, some of the people he knew, some he didn’t, but he attempted to speak to everyone. jiha has a high alcohol intolerance, it’s not too often he gets drunk, but at this party he constantly had a new drink in his hand, not even realizing how much he was drinking. the start of the party was amazing, the end was a bit of a blur.

his eyes are a bit heavy, it’s the day after the party, part of him wants to wake up, part of him does not, he’s in a bed he can feel, hopefully his own, or someone he knows’. a yawn escapes his lips, he rolls over, his eyes still closed. he puts his arm over something… wait? or someone? this… this feels like another person in the bed. he sits up, eyes open, okay well, this is his apartment, but who is the person in his bed? he puts a hand on their shoulder, shaking them a bit in an attempt to wake up whoever this is.

teleported to... @jaedx

#jaedx #dxjiha #here to there / thread #teleporting to / jae #the place is / good morning sunshine #( just let me know if you want anything changed ! )

pouring thoughts

red light lane, west side with @dxjiha ( tw: blood )

always wandering around red light lane and looking for trouble—that was the way he lived.

it was a rarity, perhaps only once in a blue moon that oh sae shrugged off the burdens on his shoulders and pushed open one of these doors. though even then, he found it meaningless. the hookup culture, the hypnotic sway of exposed bodies, and a wave of uneasiness that swept over him the moment sae felt someone's warmth against his body; he loathed all of those.

yeah. he wasn't fond of flesh and desire. hence, aside from trouble, there was nothing for him to seek here. not friends, not intimacy, not any sort of connections that sprouted from a human's fundamental need for love and belonging. so why, with a fresh cut still oozing on his left cheek, and half a glass of alcohol in hand, was he seated alone at the bar, initiating a conversation with a stranger?

because he was still human after all. even if every so often, he was certain that humanity viewed creatures within the walls as nothing more than monsters. especially the likes like him.

the guy's face was a vivid shade of crimson, his cheeks flushed and almost glowing from a combination of alcohol and agitation. where the cut was, it was raw and bleeding. a fresh bruise formed around his jaw, a darkening mark contrasting sharply with his red skin. his wounds told a story.

"i..." he started, his voice barely above a whisper, as if the guy wasn’t entirely aware he was voicing his thoughts to a stranger across the bar. "i don't know why it feels good but bad at the same time."

#( — t. )#( — t: pouring thoughts )#dxjiha #mr. jiha here we go !

⎯ ✂ ⎯ normalcy ⎯

sometimes, there are odd moments where jaeyong feels like his life aligns with what a life should be. a normal life. a life with warmth.

for the longest time, jaeyong didn't know anything was wrong with his life. he knew his parents were a little stricter and he had less free time than most, but not everyone was trying to become the best enhanced agent nepa had ever seen.

he didn't know how cruel they were – how any normal person would be disgusted if they knew how he and his siblings were treated. he didn't know until after he made it into pinnacle, when his parents loosened their grip on him and he experienced the training that had a reputation of being back-breaking enough for most students to drop out before graduation.

in comparison, his pinnacle education was kind. he learned what teachers were supposed to be like. sure, maybe his mother and father's ways were effective – he graduated as one of the best students in his class, after all – but there are some things he will never forgive them for.

he also learns what teachers should be like from his grandparents, as new and precarious as their budding relationship may be. they tell him about their students every time he visits, and he listens, sincerely interested every time. normal. warm.

every now and then, his grandparents have him run errands for them. today's errand is a fun one: bring food his grandmother made to jiha and his grandma, an old friend of theirs.

once he arrives at their front door, he carefully balances the food against himself to knock loudly. jiha is the one that greets him, and jaeyong grins, lifting the food for jiha to see. "grandma sent me with sustenance."

⎯ ✂ ⎯ @dxjiha ⎯

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the taste of alcohol

tw: alcohol

growing up jiha’s grandmother had been the one jiha went to whenever something was wrong or hurt. whether it was big or small, she would comfort him. when he had gotten hurt she’d put a band-aid on him, even though he was no longer a child. she would listen to his heartbreaks of his crushes not liking him back, she’d be there for him when he missed his mom. it hadn’t been like that lately, jiha was taking far more care of her than the other way around. her memory wasn’t the best, and she’d changed, she wasn’t the comforting person she had been, she didn’t talk too much, a lot of what she said made no sense, and jiha could no longer go to her when he needed someone to talk to.

yingyue knew what it was like to lose your parents, which made it easier to talk about. jiha couldn’t go to his grandmother anymore when it came to talking about his mom, but he could go to yingyue, she knew what it was like.

today wasn’t a day for deep talks about their dead parents though, today was a day of yingyue coming to the bar jiha worked at so he could show her the world of alcohol and drinks. “to start the taste testing of drinks off, i bring you purple rain as your first cocktail for the night!” he pushes the glass with the bright coloured purple colour towards yingyue. “in this drink you got vodka of course, a bit of blue curaçao, some lime juice, grenadine and a lime wedge to make it look more fancy, let me know what you think”.

teleported to... @dxyingyue

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Stuffler & Stuff || Sparky + Jiha

Starter for @dxjiha

Ever cursed to frequently fall into Youtube rabbit holes, Sparky landed on videos of a new (and seemingly very popular) kitchen gadget called the "Stuffler" -- a waffle maker that allowed one to fill their waffles with all sorts of ingredients. Like a kid, he got just a tad overly excited to try it for himself and procured one of his own. From the moment it arrived, he was transfixed, filling waffles with all sorts of things.

There was, of course, the basics: bacon, egg, and cheese being one, strips of fried chicken in another. He experimented more with fruits such as apples and cinnamon, bananas and peanut butter (he didn't like that one as much, but it was decent), strawberries (okay, that one was pretty fucking good), raspberries and blueberries (not bad at all!) -- but before he knew it, Sparky had nearly a dozen stuffed waffles and, even as ambitious as he was, there was just no way even HE could eat it all on his own, so glancing at the time, he pulled out his phone and sent a text to a neighbor he knew was always up for free food.

Text sent to Jiha 403:

Captain's Log, Stardate 24.08.2024, The Presto envoy has provided the ship's cook with new technology known colloquially as 'The Stuffler', which is heralded as producing an interesting dish called a 'stuffed waffle sandwich'. Culinary Officer Sparky has performed many experiments with varying results and due to the excess, proceeds to distribute the successful results with the rest of the crew in his quarters.

#dxjiha #stuffler and stuff #{{ Heyo! Hope this works! Sorry in advance for Sparky's eccentricity. Good luck! }}

∆ ⎯⎯ 【 don't panic 】

maybe it's a little strange that she takes her cat on walks, but miyoung doesn't mind. in the worst case, she's gotten a few odd looks, but most of the time, it's parents having to prevent their children from running over and petting jia, her siamese cat.

jia doesn't actually like walking much herself. instead, miyoung purchased one of those backpacks specifically made for a little kitty to sit in while you walk around.

her evening walks with jia are honestly one of her favorite parts of her week. maybe that's a little pathetic, but she enjoys just taking a moment to slow down and enjoy the world around her alongside a quiet companion.

mostly quiet, anyway. sometimes jia meows, and miyoung honestly finds that comforting, somehow.

"jia, the temperature is so nice today, don't you think?" miyoung asks her cat, who of course doesn't offer a response.

suddenly, a bird flies off of one of the nearby buildings, so unusually low that it makes miyoung jump. she feels movement in the bag on her back, and then suddenly significantly less weight. miyoung is quick to turn around, only to catch jia racing down the sidewalk in the direction the bird flew.

"oh, jia!" miyoung calls. "jia please!" jia stops running, at least, but she's still very absorbed in her hunt for the bird. "jia, come here, it flew away! the bird flew away, you won't be able to catch it. you're too small and can't jump nearly high enough."

⎯⎯ @dxjiha

#dxjiha #∆ – threads #∆ – don't panic #she's so weird help....#also first thread on dash let's gooo 🥳

woohoo ! hello everyone ! this is juju here ( he/him + she/her ) and i'm so excited to bring jiha here into the rp! i'll be linking his pages and write a little about him under the cut, please like this if i can message you for plotting !

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