ATONEMENT —

jung sooyeon. "aquarius." twenty-four. aquakinesis.

[juhyun]

— 1-2 / 930 random edits of jessica jung   —  just because  

[xmsooyeon-blog]

TENDER IS THE NIGHT —

[xmsehun-blog]

oh sehun has his head above his shoulder and was very much content, indefinitely better than the situation given. and the situation given, (no matter how sehun’s lax exterior may fool you,) begs for his blood to rush and heat up in infuriation. 

jung sooyeon is just an immature woman, somehow and brilliantly said to be aged older than him and in a position of authority over him. how that came to be that way, he has yet to figure out.

sehun is a gentleman,“what the hell are you doing up jung?” but not to her. he only expects a biting, bitching reply back but he receives a call for warmth instead. and it’s lucky for her that he’s a thermokinetic and a kind soul (usually almost all the time, that is). it throws him off in spite of that, not expecting such a civil response back (considering their last conversation was asking for a good slap or two to his head and the questioning of a christmas tree). 

“is this what i think i’m hearing? jung sooyeon needing my help?” the situation asks for a snicker, his nose itching to scrunch in spite of her (and he loves him a good mocking, how terrible.) 

[xmsooyeon-blog]

     MAYBE SHE HAD a bit of an anger problem because as soon as he opened his mouth, sooyeon couldn’t help the urge to kick him in the shin  --- keyword: urge. instead, all that left her being was a curt tsk under her breath as she crossed her arms. 

( clearly, he had an upperhand in the current situation, but there was no way in hell she would give in to the fact.. even if she was the one who asked him for help. but clearly, that was nothing but a mistake. )

“yah --- i could write you up right now for not being in your own dorm, punk. students have curfews; teachers don’t, remember?” she barks back at him to reassure him of the obvious dominance she had that came with her title. cue her allowing a smirk to tug at the corners of her lips as she challenged --- probably not the best thing to do when asking for assistance, but this was jung sooyeon we’re talking about here. she doesn’t know how to play nice.

“just do this favor for me, oh sehun --- i’ll even give you extra points on your next test or whatever, ‘kay?”

( that was a lie. she never gave tests, and even if she did, she’d probably fail him. for the funsies. )

[xmsooyeon-blog]

TRACKER —

( starting for )

yerim

changmin

dokyeom

taeyeon

naeun

( replying to )

siwon

taeyeon

soojung

( waiting on )

bennie

jinri

jaehun

changmin

sehun

( plotting with )

skye

haesoo

rina

ravi

everyone else lmao

[xmsooyeon-blog]

FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT —

[sehunmi]

{ * it isn’t a groan that slips out, nor a scream for the situation he finds himself tied into. the laugh that falls from his lips like freshly descended snow is muffled by her onslaught. it is humor that overtakes him, humor blended so seamlessly with a thirst for excitement that it sounds strange to his own ears. though, of course, there’s little time to focus on that as he focuses on breaking free; twisting his shoulders and hips in effort to make his own room inside the burning (cold.) prison of packed ice. } “i get it.” { * but he doesn’t have the time to do much else, simply because he’s tipping upside down before he can move further; heels over head and kicking his way free as he impacts with the side of the building. his only release comes with the abrupt fracturing of the snowball, and before long, he’s righting himself and rushing out, dark eyes fixed on her petite form (hell in size zero.) } “i thought you’d be a little better than me, aquarius. resorting to all this dirty play–” { * the male drawls the words, fighting off the rare shiver with a flick to numbed fingertips. snow-drenched locks obscure his sight, but nevertheless, he launches into a run and makes a speed-enhanced path through the snow before swinging his leg into a large fragment of the compacted ice. the movement comes too fast for the ball to do anything but fly her way, spraying the woman with a small hail as it breaks apart in the air. }

[xmsooyeon-blog]

( * / her spare time is filled up by her helping herself up, brushing off the blotches of white that stained her clothes and revealed the, albeit dull, colors of her attire. her hand reaches up to apply pressure to the sides of her jaw until soft cracks are heard from her joints --- oh, she was just getting warmed up. rolling both her shoulders and neck, she smirks ever so slightly at the murmured thud from his meeting with the brick wall a couple of feet away. ) “what can i say? you started it, dusk.” ( * / the urge to literally vomit in her mouth from hearing her goddamn alias leave his lips is subdued, with her visibly biting back the minor frustration to remain as professional as possible. i mean, she had to remain focused her, especially with the sight of frozen projectiles piercing the air as if a target was painted splat on her face. her eyes couldn’t help but roll --- how pathetic. ) “you’re gonna have to do better than that, shim.” ( * / even with the icicles directly impacting on her skin, her only reaction is a curt yawn and an expression that read ‘ you’ve got to be kidding me ‘ because she was a water manipulator, remember? you can’t exactly harm water with more water. nonetheless within a blink, her own arsenal of aqueous crystals generate by her side before discharging from her being towards his own in a rapid manner. )

[xmsooyeon-blog]

FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT —

[sehunmi]

{ * maybe he’s a trifle bit bloodthirsty by now. inaction makes him antsy, restless to take matters into his own hands, but that hardly worked when he was leashed like a dog; given a namesake title and a list of rules to follow (he hates the x-men, truthfully. but his options outside of them are even less appealing.) it comes through in his eagerness to fight; changmin all but charges her until he feels the bite of rushing water crackling against his knuckles. shoulders hunch to take the brunt of the blows, a bit of force on his part crumbling each projectile into mush at his feet. } “i know.” { * his fingers flex tight. his tongue clicks against the inside of his cheek and he unfurls his fingers to reveal a mound of snow (falling fast to the ground, compacted.) and a shit-eating grin. } “see? snow.” { * the expression, rarer than a blue moon, disappears just as fast. in its place, there is only determination as he tilts his body backward, long legs splitting to carry him through distancing backflips; his hands scoop up more of the frozen matter to toss her way at breakneck speeds. }

[xmsooyeon-blog]

( * / if anyone wasn’t fully aware of the context of the situation right now, they probably would have guessed that the two were trying to rip each other’s throats out by the sheer mercilessness in their actions --- but then again, jung sooyeon and shim changmin were two of the last people on the planet who accurately interpreted the phrase of ‘ going easy. ‘ her eyebrows raise as she regains her balance on the icy terrain, watching him in intrigue as he makes a spectacle out of the faltering snow literally slipping through her fingertips. ) “that’s fucking cheating.” ( * / but her words are spit out futilely as she all but grunts a second after as she feels the sensation of being thrust dozens of feet back and of falling flat on her back in the snow. her jaw tightens, with her body clearly not appreciating the frigid welcome as she evaporates the outline of her body into steam for a more dramatic effect. ) “fine --- i didn’t want a fair fight either.” ( * / angrily sitting herself up with moans and groans, she shoots him a brief glare before gesturing the snow around him to completely engulf him, remembering to harden and solidify in some layers to properly support the encapsulation, and to appear as perfectly spherical as possible on the exterior before hurling him back now with equal force as his own. ) “get it? i made you a snowball.”

[xmsooyeon-blog]

FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT —

[sehunmi]

{ * no, he didn’t give a damn about things like tree decorating, hanging stockings on the fireplace or singing carols to bring the season to life. the only thing that brings him out on this cold winter day is the promise of action, of disaster in the name of fun; and changmin would be damned if he didn’t throw his hat in. his gaze flicks over his partner (though in truth, neither of them have any interest in being comrades.) and he musters up the will to speak in the bitter cold. it nips at his lips, but he smiles nonetheless; a dark expression laden with equal parts humor. } “do your worst, sooyeon.” { * he doesn’t care enough to worry about the others nearby, instead focusing on gathering strength. his exposure to the elements through thick, skin-tight leather presents him with gradual imperviousness to the chill. his tongue flicks over his lower lip, and the headstrong x-men rushes in, hauling his fist backward for the single purpose of sinking into that pretty cheek of hers. the adrenaline rushes, pupils blown wide in the sunlight denote a greater change taking place in his body; strength seeping into his muscles. } “oh, gladly.” ( @xmsooyeon. )

[xmsooyeon-blog]

( * / not like shim would ever hear her say it, she had to admit that his power was the tiniest bit cool --- not, like, extremely cool like her power, but she wasn’t opposed to saying that he at least deserved to be an x-men. her head tilted as she watched him ‘ power up ‘, per say, having to bite back a tiny grin at how heated he was getting. clearly, she had to get her head in the game a little bit more. ) “keep it pg-13, though, shim. remember: there are children watching.” ( * / in horror, not awe of course because goddamn, these two just have to go at it again? nonetheless, the brunette braced herself as she witnessed him charge forward with full-intent to basically murder her in his eyes. she just barely created a water shield to bear the full impact of his blow as she phased out of the way, pelting her stand-by snowballs at him in the process. ) “this is a snowball fight, not a fist fight, moron.” ( * / she reminded with disdain, knowing all too well that she would eventually take any chance to gladly hurt that precious little face of his if she could. )

[xmsooyeon-blog]

FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT —

( * / of all people she had to be paired with, it had to be shim changmin --- it was like the coordinators or this event or whatever were just asking for the duo to cause mass havoc among the campus because it wasn’t like the two x-men members were nothing but civil with each other. world war three was about to go down at xavier’s and boy, was the whole student body in for a ride. ) “i don’t care if we’re on the same team or not --- just know, i’m gonna fuck you up.” ( * / because, clearly, the best threats were threats that didn’t even need to be elaborated on with excruciating details and the like. ) “but we both already knew that, anyways.” ( * / obviously, the brunette had the evident advantage in their current situation --- i mean, adaptation versus aquakinesis in a snowball fight? sooyeon could beat shim with her eyes closed if she wanted to. with just a thought, ten perfectly formed snowballs were elevated from the ground clad in pure white, hovering ever so closely behind her as the corner of her lips twitched into a smirk. ) “look --- i’ll even be nice and let you have the first move.” ( @xmchangmin. )

[xmjaehun]

FINE CHINA—

[xmjaehun]

( * truly, it amused him to no other that the woman before him was such a hot-head. jung sooyeon is the kind of woman you don’t want to piss off – even if she looked like anything but with her short stature and soft features. and this, jaehun assumes is a complex of hers — to be completely unthreatening with anything beyond her sharp tongue. genetics seems to have completely dealt her the wrong hand on that behalf. ) “you shouldn’t be too bitter. you’ll break their little holiday spirits.” ( * amused by her antics, he does little but watch the woman move on with her little act, head tilting to the side slightly as his gaze flicks away to the mess going on behind her for a brief moment. ) “i hear there’s a tree lightning ceremony in the city, should be loads better than this.” ( * he shrugs, lips curving very so slightly. ) “if you’re into it, teach. i can take us there.” ( * it’s not like he wants to spend time here either. )

[xmsooyeon-blog]

( * / if, at any second, jung sooyeon entertained the thought of actually tolerating the more irritable of the oh twins, then that sentiment would completely disappear with every word that left his mouth --- one of those moments followed that protocol to a t. ) “har har har, very funny. you’re a comedian, y’know that?” ( * / following his eyes to briefly glance behind her, she didn’t dare hide the inward groan of disgust of just seeing the whole of the student body gather together to do something stupid like decorate christmas trees. ) “oh, really, huh?” ( * / she mused, raising her eyebrows slightly at his suggestion --- and then she realized how ideal this opportunity was. ) “oh jaehun, am i hearing you correctly? are you asking me out on a date? in the city, nonetheless? well, aren’t you just a romantic.” ( * / cue the incessant teasing now as she pulled the ‘ age ‘ card with him, despite only being a measly three years old. literally standing on her tiptoes to pinch his cheeks, she cooed as if he were a little baby for added effect. ) “aw, that’s just adorable.”

[xmsooyeon-blog]

TENDER IS THE NIGHT —

     SHE MIGHT AS well have the worst fucking luck in the world --- that’s the only plausible explanation that her dorm room --- out of the dozens in the academy, mind you --- lost all ability to produce heat. 

( which, in retrospect, wouldn’t be that bad if global warming wasn’t a bitch and made the weather in south korea so incredibly bipolar, so much so that she could’ve guessed that she lived in the north pole and not in jeju-do. )

and thus, she found herself wandering the hallways of the prestigious school because she clearly wasn’t going to remain in a room that was freezing her by the second --- and when one of her students stumbled upon her and asked what the hell she was doing up, she probably answered that she was simply searching for a warm place to hole up in for the night.

--- and also wonderfully omitted the temptation to burst the pipes for the remainder of the east wing dormitories because if she deserved sleepless night, then the rest of the x-men sure fucking did, as well. ( @xmsehun. )

[xmsooyeon-blog]

RED QUEEN —

     “THIS IS FUCKING stupid,” the brunette murmured under her breath as she glared at herself in the mirror, clad in probably the dumbest outfit to ever grace the earth.

“first of all, i’m a girl, and second of all, it’s fucking november --- why do i have to wear the santa suit?” she cursed, her eyebrows furrowing more by the second as she continued to stare at her embarrassing reflection in the mirror. “third of all, there’s also hardly any kids here --- why do we even need someone wearing a santa suit? i’m pretty sure we all know he’s not real. and fourth of all, why do i have to wear the santa suit?!”

clearly, the situation was fucking hilarious to everyone but her, but she was started to regret the decision to toss on the obnoxiously red jumpsuit per the request of her sister after turning in the mirror for the umpteenth time --- curse her undying love for soojung that made her an eternal sap for the younger female. ( @xmkinesis. )

[xmsooyeon-blog]

THE VALLEY OF AMAZEMENT —

     DESCRIBING SOOYEON AS competitive was nothing but an understatement. blame whatever factor from her less-than-stellar adolescence for transforming her into the literal embodiment of second place is the first loser --- either way, when you tell her that the school would be hosting a friendly snowball fight, then you should have at least expected that she’d perceive your words as an invitation to start a goddamn war.

it hadn’t even been a hour after all of the decorations were firmly and elegantly hung amongst the branches of the forest that now enveloped the perimeter of the school, and she was already destroying the majority of the student body.

( probably the only reason she actually enjoyed the wintertime --- aquakinesis came really handy when it started to snow. )

granted, she should have gone easy on the poor squirts with her being, y’know, a teacher and all, but they were all practically asking to be murdered via snowball when the all-out warfare turned into a 25 vs. 1 battle. and by that point, projectile spheres of snow were being shot left and right to ensure her dominance over the lil’ punks. 

though, excuse her for not paying attention when her ammunition pelted her x-men senior square in the face with no remorse whatsoever --- she’s sorry.. probably. ( @benniexm. )

[xmsooyeon-blog]

TRACKER —

( starting for )

yerim

changmin

dokyeom

taeyeon

naeun

( replying to )

siwon

sehun x2

changmin

( waiting on )

bennie

soojung

jinri

jaehun

( plotting with )

skye

haesoo

rina

ravi

everyone else lmao

[xmsooyeon-blog]

merry holidays !!

ya girl won’t be on that much today but i probably will be on either tomorrow or the day after so !! also i made a status on aim for people who want starters ( so far i have bennie, soojung/jaehun, sehun, and yerim ) so if i dont have you on aim, just like this post and i’ll write it with the rest of the batch !!

ok i have to go cook now but happy christmas eve and christmas and other winter celebrations xo

[xmjaehun]

FINE CHINA—

[xmjaehun]

( * the core-elemental professor was hot. jaehun wouldn’t deny it. although he was in no way a boy that would drool over a woman ( openly, at least ) or show any sort of signs, it wasn’t as if he was blind. as if he was into the game of denial. still, professors were professors and jaehun knew a tiny bit better on that front. ) “what’s there to be bitter about? the weather’s great.” ( * retorts in dry amusement, grip slipping from her slim arm before dropping his own to his side, shifting his weight from one foot to another absently. ) “but then again i’m not the one who has to supervise, huh teach?” ( * though barely there, the tease is at least evident to those who are a little sharper than others. and having seen and attended jung sooyeon’s core elemental classes, he knows fully well just how sharp this woman could be. ) “i won’t tell if you sneak off.”

[xmsooyeon-blog]

( * / if you asked sooyeon about her list of things that royally annoyed her in the world, then the fact that not only one but two mutant twins towered above her, to the point that she had to actually look up to speak to them, definitely topped that list. thus, the brunette did everything in her power to find even the tiniest flaws to use against the boys in ( futile ) efforts to somehow regain her dignity that became lost with her lack of height --- and yes, the petty teasing and insulting came along with that package. ) “oh god --- please tell me you’re kidding.” ( * / she scoffed, rolling her eyes at him for a more dramatic effect. ) “the wonders of teaching, let me tell you.” ( * / she murmured in a voice that was nothing but oozing with sarcasm. glancing up at him as he spoke, she raised her eyebrows for a brief moment before casually shrugging her shoulders. ) “as tempting as the idea of ditching work sounds, that would imply that there was something actually worth sneaking off to.. which there isn’t.”

[xmjinri]

FLINCHING is all she can do at the screeches of her mentor, no matter how teasing her words may be.  it was only natural, with there being a steel to the voice of jung sooyeon that jinri wished laced her spine.  

unfortunately, flinching only pulls more of her sweater apart, and at this point, she is left (nearly) tearfully wondering if the unit that was “choi jinri’s outfit” would make it out in one, whole piece.  the brunette couldn’t help but hope this wasn’t true, though she had said goodbye to things of more significance; the outfit was cute, and she wasn’t ready to part with it in such a ludicrious manner.

“NO!  it’s not, but, but, but… uh,” she was discovering, unfortunately, that increasing embarassment made a horrible muse for things as simple as speech, “it is what’s actually happening?  just, close your eyes or something and it’ll be okay, don’t worry, i got this.  i’ve got this!”

probably.

[xmsooyeon-blog]

     AT THIS POINT, the observation of her student’s external turmoil should have been enough for her to just suck up her pride just this once to actually go out of her way to help the younger female, but jinri appeared like she was just trying so hard that it would almost be a shame if sooyeon eliminated that situation too quick.

transforming a chuckle into a scoff at her mentee’s words, she shook her head as she pressed her tongue to her cheek in ( somewhat fake ) frustration --- albeit, it was to conceal her faint laugh more than anything, but still a gesture of agitation nonetheless.

“close my eyes?! yah, choi jinri, are you in your right mind? what do you even think you’re doing right now? you’re a mutant for a goddamn reason --- you can take that fucking ornament out easily! yah, have i taught you nothing?”

( that was a rhetorical question --- don’t actually answer it because we all know what the reply would be, anyways.

--- it would be yes, by the way. )

[xmsiwon-gone-blog]

The male strode, wrapped in a towel around his waist, into the staffroom. He yawned, stretching upwards, his chiseled body lengthening. Blinking, noticing the female sharing the room with him, a smirk appeared on his lips.

“Ayee… Sprinkler.” He greeted his co-worker, snatching her attention from her phone.

Standing a close distance to her, he grinned and placed his fists on his hips. “If i say I have a burn, and would like you to take a look at it, would you?”

[xmsooyeon-blog]

     IF THERE WAS any doubt in her mind about which moment in her life embodied the most of the “kill me now” sentiment, then she would, without even a millisecond of hesitation, list this second in time as that fucking moment. 

( murder her now. please. )

not even bothering to conceal the inward groan of disgust at his greeting, she barely tilted her head to glare up at him --- which, by the way, enhanced with even more vigor as he just so boldly stole her phone from her grasp. “siwon,” she murmured softly at first, having to calm herself down to not royally go off on him, before rapidly encapsulating him in a body of water that just barely stopped shy of his face with a flick of her wrist.

“either you leave now --- or drown.”

( too bad she didn’t retrieve her phone first, though --- and she liked that one, too. )

[xmsehun-blog]

out of all people in this school oh sehun really(, really, really) wasn’t the best fit for this activity(, really). if it wasn’t obvious enough, or if the news hadn’t circulated quick enough, he’s in a way rather ‘notorious/ for being shit useless a slacker. sehun isn’t a scrooge but festivities with schemes such as these get him questioning if he should convert. 

not to mention the relentless nagging berating his ear drums and a slight itching in his head. clearly sooyeon (instructor or not) who does fuck all is sitting on her petty ass badgering poor mutants as if she was a slave trader. (and that should be sehun, it should be.) 

she basically was. 

somehow, through the sprouting wonders of puberty left stretch marks of his physical growth and a fuel of ego. “if you know exactly what you want,” ego in which can be terribly explosive, leaving the tepid waters of one’s mind boiling. “you fucking do it.” his body now facing the other, a straight face but relatively cocky upturn on his lips. he’s a nice guy, he swears. 

[xmsooyeon-blog]

     SHE SHOULD HAVE expected rebellion, expected know-it-all students who think that just because they weren’t in the classroom that they could suddenly regard their teachers as their goddamn equals.

( it was quite sickening, if she says so herself. )

and from the protest of an oh sehun --- who, fortunately, wasn’t paired with his notorious other half at that moment --- her once mildly simmered and pissed attitude transformed into one that was ten times.. worse.

“i think what i want is exactly what everyone else wants,” she retorted, arms crossed with chest held high and eyes burning with aggravation. “---a straight fucking christmas tree.” and with that, she swiftly stomped to stand right in front of him, sizing him up despite him being literally a head taller than her. “and i could do it, y’brat --- i put all of these trees up in fucking seconds without any of you punks’ help, but that wouldn’t be much of a bonding experience now, would it?”

cue the flicking of his forehead --- to which she had to essentially reach up to do, mind you --- as her minimal form of civil punishment. “yah --- now get back to work, oh sehun.”