#xoxo.event03

[acridcandy]

𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝐼𝐹 𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝑊𝐴𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝑌 𝐺𝐿𝑂𝑅𝑌 ⏤ 𝒀𝑶𝑼'𝑽𝑬 𝑮𝑶𝑻𝑻𝑨 𝑻𝑨𝑲𝑬 𝑴𝒀 𝑺𝑰𝑵

na aera @ saints & sinners / angel by day, demon at night / @rpxoxo

[sevoir]

top shelf, bottom drawer

unusually true to her word, seryung returns about ten minutes later. expertly balancing six shot glasses in between perfectly manicured fingers, shoulders bare. she sets the glasses down on the table, smiling from ear to ear. like she hasn't noticed she's now lighter by about sixteen-million-won's worth of fine leather. where the coat she left with went is anybody’s guess. she sits beside jinah, raises a glass in cheers. "salud!" she grins. clinks, drinks. "mmh," seryung puckers her lips, holding her hand in front of her mouth for a second. “oh—!“ she taps jinah’s knee. "a guy at the bar said something about private rooms," seryung tells her, just a little past pleasantly buzzed. maybe already drunk. she leaves out the part where he paid for their drinks. ("come down to the private rooms with me," the man smarmed. seryung let him put a hand on her thigh, and winked, "i'm not drunk enough yet. but i'm willing to be.") a giggle bubbles out of her. "i don't know if he meant like a bathroom stall or if there actually are—" there's a blinding twinkle in her eye, "have you heard anything? should we go look?"

closed starter for @magdvlene

[plushvibes]

▌: 𝑺𝑨𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑺 & 𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑺 ⏤ @rpxoxo featuring kang shiah as the devil 🔥

put your hands to the constellations * the way you look should be a s i n, you my sensation i know i'm preaching to the congregation we love jesus but you done learned a lot from s a t a n

[jscariot]

SAINTS & SINNERS, YOU DECIDE kwon hyunsik is LUCIFER BEFORE THE FALL

ISAIAH 14:12 how art thou fallen from heaven, o lucifer, son of the morning! how art thou cut down to the ground, which didst weaken the nations! / @rpxoxo

[magdvlene]

SAINT OR SINNER?

'the first form is darkness; the second is desire; the third is ignorance; the fourth is zeal for death; the fifth is the realm of the flesh; the sixth is the foolish wisdom of the flesh; and the seventh is the wisdom of the wrathful person' 

saints and sinners. / @rpxoxo

[remrse]

SAINT / eros, god of love. @rpxoxo who else could embody the god of love better than loverboy himself?

OUTFIT— he’s clad in an all-white suit with silk and pearl detailings—one that is to be ruined with lipstick marks later that night. his mask is pearlescent white, framed with angel wing elements, reminiscent of the greek god he’s channeling. he has on a pair of white wings, but what really makes eros is his bow and arrow, which he loses halfway through the party. some say he’s given it to a girl—maybe cupid took matters into his own hands this time? here’s hoping the arrow landed on the right heart.

GIFT— his gift is too big to fit on the gift table, so it’s propped up against it instead. it’s a large painting he had done up with the children at the orphanage—large enough for them to hover over the canvas he had laid out in the backyard. they worked on it on the days she didn’t come in, painting an image of her at the garden, standing amidst the flowers they had grown together. every child had contributed to the painting, full artistic control given to them. of course, he had polished it up and worked on its skeleton to guide them, but everything else came from them. at first glance, you’d only notice the splashes of bright colours, but if you looked closely enough, you’d find messy handwriting scribbled at the corner saying, “daddy jaerim ♡ mommy aera”.

[ra0n]

the crux to getting through parties is to act like you're not really there. here one second and gone the next -- she possesses the opposite of a one-track mind, a bulldozer with no identifiable finish line. moving too fast means nobody can spot you but moving too fast means nobody can avoid you, either. a turn too abrupt when she's trying to weave through the crowd turns into the tip of her boot knocking against the heel of the other. her glass catches against someone's shoulder, half of its contents spilling over onto the unfortunate victim's arm, and even the strobing lights of the room do little to conceal the mess raon's somehow managed to create in the mere twenty minutes that's elapsed past midnight.

she knows him in spite of his mask but the recognition is misty, not quite there. her mouth parts for the apology that never comes because the words die on her tongue, and the bitter aftertaste left behind is almost enough to ground her. her outstretched hand retracts immediately like she had touched fire. "oh." stunned, because it's been three years and she realises he still doesn't like wearing a tie with his suit. passive, because the anger hasn't sunk in yet. quiet, because she doesn't know whether he'll listen to her now when he didn't last time. her head spins with the belated effects of too much alcohol, and the accompanying thud of her heart against her rib cage is that much louder. "i think i need another drink."

@jscariot/ 01.

[sevoir]

event plot call ! ! so excited to see what plots we stir up, like or msg to plot. i'll be prioritizing event threads & replies will be short n quick (famous last words) plot ideas under the cut xx

summary : seryung arrives late with no intention to stay, a coat hurriedly thrown over a slip she’d been wearing all day. in a mask borrowed from someone in line outside, she pops in to leave her gift for aera on the designated table, but ends up staying well into the morning.

plot ideas. all are up for modifications and brainstorming! i'm also open to plots not listed here of courseee x

limbo / person she borrowed her mask from. they were standing in line outside at 10:50 pm when she arrived. she never returned it. maybe they see each other inside, or they were a little bit starstruck when seryung approached them, or something else. open to one.

lust / she's partying hard all night so people she dances with, does body shots off of, kisses on the dance floor, hooks up with in the bathroom and all that. also just people she drinks with and has cute little fun times with because she is very friendly especially when she's drunk. open to multiples.

gluttony / they get into a drinking game, probably seryung goaded them into it. unfortunately, they're on opposite ends of the heavy-lightweight scale. seryung's a heavy weight. they're not. seryung takes it upon herself to stick by them and watch them for some of the night. open to one.

greed / seryung takes her 16 million won coat off for a second when it starts to get hot and leaves it on a bar stool. she comes back twenty minutes later and it's gone. they stole it, or they thought it was someone else's jacket, or something. seryung has to spend most of the night freezing in a flimsy slip-on. open to one.

anger / they meet in the early hours of the next morning, with the party still raging. seryung's at her most drunk, wanting to go home, tearing a path to the exit. no specific plot here but this is a good jumpoff point for conflict or altercation or something. open to two.

heresy / they bump into each other or something and accidentally end up taking each other's phones. open to one.

violence / they see her freezing her ass off after her coat went missing and offer her their jacket. she's so drunk, she starts crying. something about how most people want to take her clothes off, and here this good samaritan is, showing her a kindness she doesn't usually receive. open to one.

fraud / they hear about private rooms and set out on an adventure to find them. not exactly a hookup plot but could be, would also be a fun jumpoff point for a first time meeting or something. open to one.

treachery / seryung makes her way out of the club on her own. a drunk girl in a thin slip dress out in the dark, looking for a phone she doesn't seem to have, is disaster waiting to happen. they take her home or take her back to their place because she won't say where she lives. open to one.