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#imug1:Β Β Β independent,Β selectiveΒ andΒ privateΒ fandomlessΒ originalΒ character,Β hyesungΒ theΒ imugi.Β basedΒ andΒ inspiredΒ byΒ koreanΒ mythologyΒ andΒ otherΒ supernatural β± fantasyΒ elements.Β adaptableΒ toΒ severalΒ universes. triggeringΒ subjectsΒ suchΒ asΒ grief,Β sicknessΒ andΒ deathΒ willΒ beΒ present,Β pleaseΒ proceedΒ withΒ caution.Β pleaseΒ doΒ notΒ followΒ ifΒ youΒ areΒ underΒ theΒ ageΒ ofΒ twentyΒ one.Β discordΒ availableΒ toΒ mutualsΒ onlyΒ uponΒ request.Β Β©
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Mary Jo Bang, from A Film in Which I Play Everyone: Poems; βHotel Incognitoβ
[Text ID: βI didnβt belong, not then, not there, not anywhere.β]
a knowing smile spreads across her face as she feels his hesitancy. the internal debates she witnesses always have foregone conclusions - and most of the time, only she can see them coming. it helped with elain's success in bargaining. so, when hyesung agrees, the seer has already felt the shift within the air around them. it will be easier to search his future now that he's given in to her wishes.
"sit with me," she says as the two settle at her small kitchen table. between them sits a vase of roses, an energy storing flower that helps regulate the current of her power. back when she was new to her gift, the seer found it difficult to return to reality. but with plants as her anchor, elain could use them as a pathway back to herself. it helped that the vase was sculpted and decorated with her younger sister's hands too.
she reaches for hyesung, palms up for him to rest his against, waiting for him to do so before continuing. "to warn you, i don't often speak until i come back but if i do, what i say might not make sense. it might alarm you. it might make you want to let go and run." there's an eeriness that flows between her next few words, "it's best not to do that."
this feeling of hesitance isnβt one that hyesung fancies. while following behind, he clears his throat and straightens his posture to regain self-assurance. courteously, he takes a seat only after she does then looks around skeptically. the roses between them are fragrant and he wonders if they are used for decoration or if are an aid of some sort in the same way shamans use beads to connect to the spirit world.
before rattling on about all the horrors he has witnessed in the span of his lifetime and that, he, in his true form could be considered rather terrorizing β especially if one has ophidiophobia β their hands are touching. we are . . . holding hands? his eyes widen slightly at the foreign feeling of having someone elseβs hands in his. although he possess a near identical biology to a human, he is still fairly colder to the touch than most. as expected, hers are soft and warm. not that heβs given any mind to what her hands would feel like. he isnβt some fickle human that makes googly eyes at every pretty face that looks his way. tut-tut! βi donβt spook easily.β he replies abruptly after being too stunned to speak from the physical contact.
βwait - i should warn you as well.β teeth sink into lower lip, mentally debating on whether to tell her. what if itβs a complete deal breaker and she decides to reject the request? but if something happens to her . . . well, he does have a conscience. βthose iβve spoken to before have seen things that leave them horrified. they wouldnβt tell me what they saw and instead told me to leave, immediately.β
being alone and feeling lonely were two different concepts humans seemed yet to grasp. they still conflated the two despite how easy it was to see the difference once you took the time to understand your feelings. but who wanted to do that? even when she was alive, elain rarely met someone who was okay with feeling, with dissecting emotions deeply enough to grasp where they came from and how to handle them. it wasn't viewed as a strength to be sensitive to such things. even as a woman who'd been raised with two sisters, she was the only one in her household who was or outwardly tried to be. her softness was coddled, not respected.
it was in death that she realized in life she'd been both. not all the time, and not from the fault of her sisters. society and her parents, more than anything, kept elain constrained to the dichotomy of being alone and lonely; and before she was old enough to combat either, she was killed.
now though, elain was rarely alone. those who tried to live in her home didn't last. some made it a few months while the vast majority couldn't handle any longer than a week. the constant cycle of tenants became annoying. all they seemed to know was greed. the former archeron estate was massive, extravagant, and helped bolster a vision of wealth that continued to disgust her. when would people learn?
she became more than a ghost, unable to move on to the next realm. elain was a haunting. she drew souls in by keeping the gardens not only alive, but bountiful. everyone who came to buy the property was impressed but not a one spent time in its gardens or among the nature that surrounded it. and because of that, they all suffered the same fate: a terror that would hardly let them breathe, let alone rest. a manifestation of the anger she never released when she was alive.
the newest owner, however, was handsome and young. he wasn't an old man married to a woman half his age, a bigot of a woman who wanted the power trip of ordering servants around, or a dictator of a father who wanted obedience more than his family's happiness. if anyone mirrored her upbringing in any way, shape, or form, elain would ruin their every waking moment. but this one... yes, this man she liked.
when she caught him staring at the painting of she and her sisters, he seemed to linger for a reason. the one he stood in front of put nesta, feyre and elain in separate posses from each other. it was one of the only ones like that in the place. usually they'd been clustered together, crowded. it was why elain could tell he'd been looking at her.
turning the lights off was a fun trick she enjoyed when she felt whatever power still remained in her was in need of a little release. the newest tenant appeared unfazed by it, though his uncertainty grew the longer he remained in the dark. when she faded in at his side, she kept herself almost entirely translucent; less corporeal which helped people feel foolishly safer.
"do you have a favorite?" she asks, the lilt of her voice so sweet it was almost flirtatious. she wouldn't have blamed him for fancying any of them. nesta, feyre and elain had been at the apex of their beauty when the painting was done. they were all young women at the dawn of their lives. or so they thought.
perhaps the light went out coincidentally and it has nothing to do with the house being haunted. hyesung was beginning to think everyone who lived in this home either had a dirty conscience or had been hallucinating. he was mere seconds away from retiring to his room when the spirit appeared by his side. perhaps not.Β
her question caught him off guard but he immediately decided to play along. he pretends to ponder over it before answering, βtheyβre all exceptionally beautiful.β the vampire nods casually and looks to the ghost before turning back to the painting. he lifts a finger and points bluntly at the figure that resembles her. βher. she is my favorite.β dark eyes fix their gaze on that particular young woman. βat first glance, she looks innocent and docile but rumor has it, she sent the former buyers of this home running not even a day of moving in.β hyesung crosses his arms over his chest and turns on his heel to face the apparition head on. βis that a personal record?β
she barely lets a moment pass before answering, "i don't think i have strong enough wants in the first place." the truth of it sinks in, even for elain. she hasn't ever voiced the thought before; the one that gnaws at her, leaving her tender and scared. she's been too afraid to. "and ideas can great, but that doesn't mean they're supposed to happen. you have to be realistic." for all the grief she felt in losing a dream, she could admit her parent's plan made sense. if nothing else, she would be taken care of. it would give her a comfortable life.
their conversation, having grown too complicated to pretend to garden, forces elain to focus on it. on hyesung and the hurt within the depth of his dark eyes. "i'll get over it. i've already started to." it's because of his quiet that she turns herself in his direction, facing her best friend and his opinions head on. "you might as well speak your thoughts, i can see them all over your face."
inner emotions come up to the surface and bleed through traitorously. when elain points it out, hyesung turns away. he blinks hard and draws in a deep breath before turning back to look at her. this time thereβs nothing written on his face. seems to him like sheβs already made her choice. playing tug-of-war with her parents is a losing game. if sheβs already pulling away now, what does the future hold? heβll leave for new york, theyβll stop talking as soon as she gets officially engaged (if not sooner) and he wonβt even be invited to the wedding. what he says tonight wonβt even matter in a year. he doesnβt understand what itβs like being anchored to a place. itβs normal for friendships to fade out after high school β what makes them the exception?Β Β
lips pull into a soft smile and he shrugs, βiβm just surprised, that's all.β his eyes fall to the grass, a hand gently runs along the hairs before balling into a fist. βit doesnβt matter what i think.β head shakes slowly, feeling like heβs walking on a tightrope by keeping the smile firmly on his face without faltering. eyes lift to meet hers, holding a look of neutrality, βi just want you to be happy. whether itβs here or anywhere else in the world.β he wishes softly, swallowing the knot in his throat.Β
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me: ah, Iβm just being paranoidβ¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦. (squints) or is it my intuition
@imug1: do you love them? i mean really love them?
Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β theΒ questionΒ satΒ idlyΒ onΒ herΒ tongueΒ forΒ aΒ moment.Β maybeΒ aΒ bitΒ longerΒ thanΒ theΒ heartΒ wouldΒ haveΒ willinglyΒ allowed.Β theΒ easyΒ answerΒ wouldΒ beΒ yesβΒ whyΒ wouldnβtΒ sheΒ loveΒ jeremiah?Β theyΒ hadΒ madeΒ itΒ officialΒ theΒ summerΒ afterΒ disasterΒ struck,Β whenΒ everythingΒ shatteredΒ rightΒ beforeΒ theirΒ eyes,Β onlyΒ toΒ beΒ rebuiltΒ likeΒ aΒ puzzle.Β thatΒ wasΒ herΒ why.Β heΒ lookedΒ soΒ muchΒ likeΒ susannahΒ itΒ painedΒ herΒ toΒ lookΒ straightΒ atΒ him,Β fearingΒ sheΒ mightΒ vanishΒ onΒ theΒ spot.Β βΒ iβmΒ withΒ him,Β arenβtΒ it?Β therefore,Β whyΒ wouldΒ iΒ beΒ withΒ himΒ ifΒ iΒ didn'tΒ loveΒ him?Β βΒ sheΒ mused.Β goodΒ questionΒ belly,Β goodΒ question.Β preferringΒ notΒ toΒ delveΒ tooΒ deeplyΒ intoΒ it.Β becauseΒ ifΒ sheΒ did,Β she'dΒ haveΒ toΒ analyzeΒ whyΒ sheΒ feelsΒ theΒ needΒ toΒ justifyΒ orΒ defendΒ herΒ relationshipΒ withΒ jere,Β asΒ ifΒ itΒ couldΒ beΒ anythingΒ otherΒ thanΒ love.Β βΒ he'sΒ myΒ bestΒ friend,Β youΒ know.Β itΒ justΒ makesΒ sense.Β β
usually, hyesung didnβt pry into other peopleβs relationships. he didnβt mean to come off as nosy or to raise uncertainty. it was the supermarket wine doing the talking. most of his friends were just as single as him, not looking for commitment and spending time swiping right on dating apps in hopes of finding the one. with the exception of belly, who seemed to be caught up in the whirlwind of love.Β
as she mulled over his question, he poured himself another glass and swirled the red liquid inside. her answer was plausible albeit a tad defensive. people threw the word around plenty but they did feel it? to prove there was no ill-intent, he offered a soft smile and shrugged. βi guess it makes sense, to be in love with someone who knows you better than anyone else.β he sat back in his seat with a pensive expression and nodded, βbut isnβt there a lot at stake? youβre best friends. arenβt you afraid that something can go wrong and ruin that trust?β
Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β aΒ muchΒ neededΒ breakΒ wasΒ imminent.Β measuringΒ theΒ shiftΒ inΒ conversation,Β sheΒ couldn'tΒ escapeΒ fastΒ enough.Β followingΒ thatΒ wereΒ theΒ quietΒ grumblesΒ ofΒ herΒ stomach,Β hintingΒ itΒ wasΒ timeΒ forΒ aΒ biteΒ toΒ eat.Β carefulΒ sheΒ doesn'tΒ turnΒ intoΒ oneΒ ofΒ thoseΒ charactersΒ inΒ theΒ snickersΒ ad,Β you'reΒ notΒ youΒ whenΒ you'reΒ hungry.Β glancingΒ atΒ hyesung,Β sheΒ gaveΒ aΒ nodΒ ofΒ approval.Β invitationΒ toΒ joinΒ wasΒ clearΒ asΒ day,Β despiteΒ herΒ subtleΒ approach.Β managesΒ toΒ suppressΒ aΒ giggleΒ untilΒ theyΒ departedΒ theΒ library,Β adoptingΒ aΒ swiftΒ headΒ shakeΒ asΒ reliefΒ finallyΒ came.Β βΒ iΒ thinkΒ i'dΒ findΒ watchingΒ paintΒ dryΒ moreΒ interesting...Β atΒ leastΒ there'sΒ noΒ pressureΒ toΒ keepΒ aΒ conversationΒ that'sΒ goingΒ nowhere,Β βΒ sheΒ remarked,Β notΒ sureΒ ifΒ sheΒ wasΒ beingΒ tooΒ harshΒ onΒ themΒ orΒ not.Β collegeΒ canΒ beΒ aΒ humblingΒ experience,Β itΒ hasΒ it'sΒ upsidesΒ asΒ wellΒ asΒ it'sΒ drawbacks. Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β theΒ guysΒ wereΒ eccentric,Β she'dΒ admitΒ that.Β butΒ truthΒ beΒ told,Β fantasyΒ footballΒ wasn'tΒ whatΒ sheΒ hadΒ inΒ mindΒ forΒ theirΒ studyΒ sessionΒ today.Β βΒ youΒ haveΒ toΒ giveΒ themΒ creditΒ forΒ theirΒ passion,Β right?Β justΒ wishΒ itΒ couldΒ beΒ directedΒ towardΒ somethingΒ like,Β saay,Β theΒ homeworkΒ weΒ wereΒ assigned...Β βΒ aΒ slightΒ shrugΒ isΒ given,Β feigningΒ unconcernΒ asΒ aΒ halfΒ smileΒ appearsΒ onΒ herΒ lips.Β βΒ guessΒ it'sΒ aΒ goodΒ thingΒ iΒ haveΒ you,Β βΒ sheΒ notes asΒ theyΒ walkΒ alongΒ theΒ footpathΒ towardsΒ theΒ bakery.
a laugh escaped hyesungβs lips as they stepped outside of the quiet space. come to think of it, maybe he had been a bit too judgmental. without realizing it, he could be real condescending sometimes. when it came to football, he didnβt have enough interest to join in or even contribute to the conversation. moosuk used to throw super bowl parties at the baek household because sohui was away so he had clearance and that was his only exposure to the sport. brown eyes rolled back playfully and he sighed, βfine. okay, iβll admit, iβm a little jealous that they can waste money on virtual games while iβm over here applying for jobs.β such was life.Β
βwherever would you be without me?β he mused jokingly since they had met not too long ago. βi donβt know about you but i think iβm done with study groups.β group projects had never been his forte. in spite of having good social skills, he preferred to work alone because it meant less people to shepherd. cross out leadership as a strength. although, not bossiness. he had a tendency to be a control freak. as they got farther from campus and closer to the bakery, he stepped forward and walked backwards facing her. βiβve been meaning to ask - what do you prefer being called, isabel or belly?β
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TOMODACHI LIFE: SHENANIGANS EDITION. a collection of action based concepts inspired by the silly things those silly miis do. change verbiage and pronouns as needed. (send + reverse if desired.)
follow. sender is following receiver for some reason.
breakdance. receiver walks in on sender breakdancing and joins them.
ballet. receiver is trying to learn ballet with sender.
stare. receiver is watching sender closely.
hearteyes. while sender is excitedly talking about something, receiver suddenly has hearteyes for sender.
ready to risk it all. sender officially confesses how they feel about receiver.
street light. receiver discovers sender switching the street light on and off for some reason.
ants go marching. mid-chatting, receiver gets distracted by a trail of ants passing by them and sender.
unrequited. receiver responds to their feelings not being reciprocated by sender.
foam sword. receiver pulls a toy sword out on sender only to be met with the same response.
water sprinkler. sender and receiver spend time together splashing and running around under the water sprinkler.
show off. sender and receiver are preparing to show off their prized possessions and debate who has the best item.
gloomy days. someone put sender in a rather foul mood and receiver attempts to make things better.
shake it, shake. sender and receiver draw in a crowd playing maracas and putting on a show.
chase. receiver chases sender around the gardens.
date. sender and receiver are on a special date.
shooting star. sender and receiver are lying in a bed of grass watching the stars together.
renovate. receiver asks sender to help them decorating and/or renovating around their home.
jump scare. receiver reacts to sender's attempt to spook them.
blushing mess. sender and receiver clearly have a thing for one another but are being bashful.
new style. receiver models their new hairstyle/clothing style for sender.
roomies. receiver asks sender to move in with them.
@seerfawn
the property had been in the listings for a very long time. although the realtor specified the reason as an afterthought rather than a preface. apparently the previous owners only lasted a dayβtwo if you count the time it took them to pack up their belongings. hyesung assumes that they heard noises and thought a ghost was lurking in the home. it is a rather old fashioned building, three stories high and grand. although he didnβt purchase it for its look or size but rather for its relatively remote location. far away enough to get respite from civilization. in the basement there's a month's worth of blood bags. a town an hour away or so if he were ever in the mood for something warmer.
chestnut optics peer out at the garden through the window. how strange. the flowers are alive and in full bloom. as if someone has been looking after them. except there hasnβt been any maintenance done in the manor since the previous owner put it up for sale. that was aΒ . . . very long time ago. he brings the glass of whiskey in his hand against his cold cheek. if the property is haunted then heβs not sure it will affect him.Β as a witch, he used to be attuned to the spirit world. however, since losing his magic abilities, he hasnβt been able to communicate with or see ghosts. hyesung surveys the peculiarity then turns away and moves upstairs.Β
paintings of the old owners are still hung on the walls in the hallway. some of the paint has chipped and distorted the older portraits. he would have geoffrey remove them first thing in the morning. would that upset the alleged wandering soul? his attention is stolen by the likeness of a young woman. although the color of the piece has faded, itβs still in good condition. she was pretty in an ethereal way. was. he figures sheβs long gone by now.Β
suddenly, the lights go out.Β
only the moon lights up the room. hyesung remains calm and takes a step back.
@feralleyc4t: i'm just going to the bakery. β
a yawn escapes hyesung as the topic in conversation goes from english composition homework to . . . fantasy football. jameson and thomas kept ping-ponging across the table, occasionally turning to him and asking for back up. he simply nodded or answered with a disinterested βuh-huh.β as belly rises from her seat, he sits up and hopes this is an opportunity to leave.
at the mention of the bakery, his stomach growls embarrassingly loud. luckily the others chatter drowns out the sound in an otherwise quiet space. βwait, iβll go with you.β he gets up, gathers his stuff into his backpack and throws it over his back. βi thought that it was only balding, middle aged men who became emotionally invested in that game. hm, you learn something new every day.β hyesung whispers as they exit the library.
Charade (1963) dir. Stanley Donen
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this is actually like my third or fourth rodeo so i sort of get it but sort of dont
headcanon generator!
beside each headcanon, put β if it's right or β if it's wrong.
hyesung wears hello kitty socks. β
hyesung can play the piano. β
hyesung is a theatre kid. β
hyesung gets road rage. β
if the source media was a musical, hyesung would be the one character that asks why everyone is singing. β
hyesung likes board games, but no one else wants to play with them. β
hyesung likes being alone. β
hyesung has been to prison. β
if hyesung likes someone, they will give them a pretty rock. β
hyesung does not know what sleep is. β
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