* 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 / foolish

HELLO !!! it’s me, velvet, returning with a vengeance new muse... this time i’ll be introducing you to choi yuri. all his life he was forced to become a professional violinist, but he wants to break away from old expectations and try something new that’s for himself. enter legacy—his last hope! 

as usual i’ll be listing a few plot ideas from the top of my head under the cut! LIKE THIS POST if you’re interested in plotting with us and i’ll slide into your dms! PLUS if anyone is still interested in the halloween event... hmu! i have both twitter & discord tho i’d prefer to give out the latter only if i need to, feel free to ask for them either way if that’s easier for you B)

PROFILE / BACKGROUND

“Here I Stand” a closed starter for @lgcyuri

being busy with schedules made it harder for alex to really see yuri, so the moment that he even has the slightest bit of time he’s making his ways through the halls of the company in search of his younger brother. it’s true that they aren’t blood-related, though alex still thought of the other as more or less the same, looking past the fact that he himself was the one adopted and the younger wasn’t. maybe that was part of why alex cared more for the other, though it could also be because of the fact that he literally watched yuri grow from a baby into the person that he was today.

after hearing a general area that someone had last seen yuri in, alex searches around as if it’s his only mission, which it technically is at the moment, until he finally spots the younger male and grins to himself. he could easily recognize the figure of yuri even from behind.

slowing his pace and carefully approaching the other from behind, alex stays as quiet as possible until he finally gets close enough to yuri to toss his arm around the younger’s shoulder and pull him close. “there’s my favorite little brother!” he says, smiling as he does so while looking at the other. “what are you up to over here? you know, despite being in the same company, it’s really hard to even find you at times. thankfully someone gave your position away, with a little bit of bribing of course.” he half-jokes, his smile not once leaving his face as he speaks.

yuri’s family situation has always been rather... complicated, to say the least. divorce, remarriages and adoption makes the family dynamics a little difficult to describe, but the fact of the matter is that alex is his brother. his kind, nerdy and generous brother—which, sometimes, makes yuri feel conflicted at times too. still, he has no intentions to lash out on his older brother in any way. in that strange household, alex is a comforting constant and he’d rather keep that.

he hasn’t been able to spend time with alex these days though, seeing as alex is now a growing idol who is raking in succession so far. he’d be lying if he said he doesn’t feel some sort of envy—because he does, funny how the world works—but again, he wants to keep the more negative thoughts to himself. besides, yuri’s future in the idol world is pretty blurry already. even then, yuri is still standing here playing a mobile game instead of doing anything about it.

later, he’ll tell himself, moving his character to dodge an enemy on screen.

suddenly there’s an arm over his shoulder and he’s pulled closer towards someone—yuri heard the voice, it’s alex. unfortunately, that simple movement causes yuri to fail an attack, ending up in his character dying unceremoniously. he groans, tiltilng his head to (weakly) glare at his beaming brother. “clearly, i was working really hard to become an idol like you,” the sarcasm drips out of his voice naturally. alex should be used to receiving jabs from his younger brother by this point.

HARU

( ... )

     haru sounds disappointed, he knows he does, because in the end, he is learning so he can show it to his fans but he’s not improving at the pace he wants to so it’s frustrating. he’s never really played an instrument before so this was all a new experience to him and he wonders if he’s even cut out for it. yuri, on the other hand, does have lots of experience though so maybe…?

     “you haven’t tried playing the guitar before, have you?”

yuri doesn't keep up with haru's idol activities, it's too packed for his liking ( is what he'd like to say, but the truth is there are some things he knows, even if yuri doesn't understand. isn't it only normal to support a good friend anyway? ). haru wanting to learn the guitar is news to him, then again the other boy usually somehow manages to surprise him despite their several years of friendship. it's much easier to pick up a new skill these days, with all the online tutorials available and accessible for free. that doesn't make it easy to learn, but haru probably doesn't have the time to look for a suitable teacher.

it's not like he's here to kick haru when he's down, but the idol is no stranger to yuri's hurl of not-so-serious jabs and playful insults, it'd be weird to cut back now. yuri shrugs, a small smile of triumph on his lips. "you know me, i can't lie to you. even if they're white lies." pressing a hand to his chest, yuri lets out a brazen sigh, as if the concept of lying to haru would shatter him—in a way, it probably would, but haru doesn't need to know that. "aren't you glad to have such a good friend like me?" he asks, expecting no answer, simply teasing.

"as i thought, you are trying to woo your fans," yuri nods. "lucky me, being the first to see agito's precious maknae pick up a guitar. i should've recorded it, i'm sure i can get a fair sum of money if i hand it over to dispatch." he's only joking of course, he'd much rather keep such a video to himself. for blackmail purposes. nothing else.

he does notice haru looking a bit down in the dumps, almost like a kicked overgrown puppy. "it's not easy, though. i applaud you for sticking to your own words. learning an instrument can be very complicated. if you keep at it, your efforts won't be in vain." his tone may sound a little harsh, but if anyone can spot the hint of warmth in yuri's reassurance, it's haru. "don't beat yourself up too much, that's my job, isn't it?" yuri won't take no for an answer.

a part of yuri wanted to tell haru that no, he hadn't played the guitar before, but that would be lying too. he remembers his father handing him a guitar too, saying that it'd be good experience. that was long ago, but everything his father shoved into his hands always sticks around far longer than yuri preferred. he wouldn't call himself an expert, definitely not enough to properly educate a complete beginner. still, yuri's somewhat knowledgeable. more than haru is.

"i dabbled," yuri decides to say so haru's expectations won't end up too high. "father used to make me try out every stringed instrument. i know enough to play most notes on a classical guitar. maybe play a kid's song with confidence. i also know enough to tell that you're not pressing hard enough against your strings, which is why it sounds weird whenever you strum."

most likely, yuri still has his old notes from years ago. maybe he'll bring it back to legacy the next time he returns home. "why did you ask, hm? want me to teach you?" that's probably where this is going. "what's in it for me? you're gonna have to offer me something in exchange. and beg, too. because that'd be hilarious. but let me record you doing it or it's pointless."

he doesn't really mean it—haru should be able to tell. if haru decides he doesn't want to play along with the begging, yuri can do without. he still wants haru to give him something in return... but, knowing yuri, he can also do without that. one of his soft spots is haru himself after all, no matter how much yuri claims on denying that fact. "so, what will it be?" yuri questions, readying his phone in exaggeration. "are you in, or are you out?"

for someone who's apparently directionless in life ( mostly his dad's words, not his ), yuri has stuck around in legacy for longer than he thought he would. as a trainee, no less—much to his dad's dismay. the funny thing is he doesn't even know if he'll last long in the idol department, even more so with his clear lack of an idol-related background or aspirations. let's be real, choi yuri is only here to be rebellious in the least destructive way possible. among other things.

but the truth of the matter is that he doesn't have to be an idol trainee. there are two other options lined up for him should he choose to take it, but he's even more clueless about those. they say there's nothing wrong with trying new things, but he doubts legacy would appreciate it if he's just dabbling into something new without any positive result to look forward to. he's already over twenty years old, how long is he going to float around without aim?

lgchyoseop​:

tw: mention of diet

            he’d lived alone for four years before moving into legacy dorms, before that he hadn’t lived with people his age for six years. or six years prior he’d been living with his sister who was twelve and he was sixteen, so not really his age either. yes perhaps before moving into legacy dorms a little over a year ago, he hadn’t really lived with people his age before. and suddenly having dormmates after so long was a bit… bizarre? different? different. to him. it was kind of like there was a lot of unspoken rules he didn’t really know of, like when it came to sharing.

there were positives to living with him, such as he loved cooking, but he was for the most time on a diet and couldn’t eat it himself, so he just gave food to his dormmates all the time. and he’d say it was a plus how much he liked walking around with no shirt off, ‘you’re allowed to see this for free’ he’d say with a smile upon his lips. but while living with him had it’s (few) upsides, there definitely were the downsides too.

he stops as yuri calls on him, a cucumber in his hand and he takes a bite as he listens. “what does your moisturizing cream look like?” he asks, his mouth half-full.

yuri’s not a stranger to living with someone, though he’d never needed to share such a small space with more than one person before. he prefers sleeping in his own room by himself, but it’s not like he has much of a choice when it comes to life in the dorms as a trainee. so far, yuri hasn’t earned enough to warrant his own living space, unlike those who have debuted. he’s not complaining—yet, today he feels like he might.

“well, for starters, it has my name on it written with a red marker.” one of yuri’s established rules when it comes to having roommates is to label his belongings. his moisturizing cream is no exception. he mentions the brand, too, hoping hyoseop would be able to recognize it. “the container is white. i’ve been looking all over but can’t find it.”

in hindsight, it's probably not the best idea to pick up a game and become more than a 'casual player' in the midst of being an idol trainee. but here he is, booting up genshin impact if he has even a smidge of free time. he's not meant to have enough time to dedicate to a game focused on grinding. yuri wants to argue that it's more of a story-focused game, but it's not like he can go through every story if he doesn't meet a certain minimum requirement.

if he puts it that way, it also sounds very similar to his life in legacy too.

but if @lgcsomin, a debuted idol with (usually) a lot on her hands, can still keep up with the game, then yuri has no excuse to not be able to manage his time to mirror that. ( yuri's not a debuted idol though, so he shouldn't be comparing himself to someone who's already making a name for herself as opposed to his wishy-washy career plans ).

that's not stopping yuri from accompanying somin to a pc bang ( carefully, of course, because yuri isn't ready to be caught in a scandal in his tender age ), no doubt due to something related to the cursed game itself.

yuri wouldn’t deem himself a stingy person—but he does feel antsy the moment he sees someone handle his stuff in a manner he doesn’t approve of, but surely that doesn’t mean he’s stingy. just careful. and wary? sometimes he’d feel bad about it, especially since he’s living with other people now, sharing the same quarters with fellow human beings as they go through day-to-day training.

but maybe he’s justified for being overly protective with his things.

for some reason, his moisturizing cream has been thinning faster than he has been using it, which is suspicious in itself. a telltale sign that he isn’t the only one using the product lately, and unless there’s a ghost haunting the dorms that he doesn’t know about, the list of suspects can be narrowed down to his dormmates. he’s not one to make random accusations, but his options are already limited and it’s better to ask directly.

so he does, starting with @lgchyoseop. “hyung,” he calls out the moment he catches his dormmate within his sight. “can i ask you something?” despite the leading question yuri doesn’t wait for hyoseop’s response. “do you know who has been using my moisturizing cream?”

yuri believes that he's surrounded by a bunch of nerds (affectionate) for most of his life. it's not a bad thing! down goes the belief that nerds are nothing but fodder for jocks to make fun of! besides, the reason why yuri is living among a herd of nerds is probably that he's a nerd himself, but what's the use of admitting to minor details like that? the vital step yuri needs to take in order to rectify his unfortunate circumstance is simply to hang out with cooler people.

enter: xiu jian. finally, someone yuri can label as cool in his contacts. what makes him so cool? the fact that he skateboards of course! whether the other boy is good at it or not is up for debate. yuri certainly isn't the person to judge for that ( seriously, what does yuri know about skateboarding? zooooooooooom you go? ), point of the matter is that it's time for yuri to rake some cool boy points.

maybe the fact he thought about this so hard makes him seem nerdier... as long as no one can peer into his mind he should be safe from unwarranted judgement! too bad yuri is his own biggest critic.

and he's already criticising himself for the idea his brain just gave him for his brand-new skateboard ( which he might never use because again—what does yuri know about skateboarding? ). what will @lgcjian think of him now!? unless yuri swallows that lightbulb back down his throat as if it never appeared in the first place—

CHOI YURI as...

YUSHIN !

there’s half the mind to go the proper way, or to have fun with it. not that you can’t have both, but there’s an angel and devil on his shoulders as yushin gazes at yuri. he is no artiste by any means, and he’s comfortable enough with the other to, yes, ‘mess this up’. granted, it’s halloween so it can nearly be excused as anything anyway…  the reds are calling to him, but he doesn’t want yuri to be un-presentable. imagine going out and trying to represent the brand in that way, hey, yea, it’s peripera, my bad. 

“what are you even supposed to be?” yushin asks, glancing down at yuri’s outfit before moving in closer to take a good look, scrutinizing the costume so he had a better of idea for what creative action to take with this. “last chance for you to do this yourself before i try at this. you are aware that the makeup artists usually do our makeup anyway so my experience is minimal right…?” yushin says rather slyly before taking the red eyeshadow and dragging it under the younger’s eyes, taking a step back. okay, let’s… blend that out before yuri actually takes a look in the mirror.

“gothic horror? horror. cute. something that alex won’t kill me for when you actually leave this place,” he pipes up, brushing away lightly, trying to slowly build on it. “besides, there’s going to be photo ops, i’m not going to be that mean.” 

a part of him wants to tell yushin—make me beautiful!—but that would mean admitting that he currently doesn’t feel beautiful unless it’s under layers of makeup, and that’s a whole problem in itself. “but you’ve seen makeup artists do their thing with your own eyes, right? i think that counts.” it’s not like he doesn’t feel comfortable in his costume! because he does! but it’s also pretty simple and the more he’s looking at other people’s plans, the more he feels a little... underwhelming?

“can’t you tell from the classic yellow jacket?” yuri gestures his arms downwards, showing off the ‘assets’ of his costume. “i’m david, from cyberpunk edgerunners? speaking of, do you happen to know how to get my hair standing—making it spiky?” maybe he should have asked one of the stylists for tips on that instead. to be fair, yuri was on a time crunch. just before he knew it, it’s already halloween!

there are some things yuri simply won't admit out loud no matter what.

one of those things is that once upon a time, yuri didn't hate the idea of picking up a violin, even if he was forced to attend an onslaught of classes—as long as he can see a glimpse of a smile as he plays a song, it had been worth it. but that was simply a persistent memory from the past, he'd refuse any unwanted audience when it comes to a casual performance these days.

which brings us to another thing that yuri absolutely won't admit aloud. there are a select few people who, against all odds, yuri would willingly play a song on the violin for. he won't name these names, his pride wouldn't allow such a thing. but at this point, if they can't figure it out for themselves, then yuri has no reason to point it out either. all the better for him!

there's something else that yuri refuses to admit to though, something a little more trivial; the reason why he's picking up the pace as he heads towards a familiar studio, eager to kick down the door and give in to his impulse to shout at the person on the other side for taking so long to reply to his calls and messages ( it might have been promotion season, yuri, will you calm down? ), might be because he misses—

( he won't admit it here either, it seems! )

to his surprise, the door is left significantly ajar, so yuri takes the opportunity to peek into the room. he can hear the sound of a melody struggling to form, with notes that are out of place seemingly shoved into the tune on accident. yuri can make out the sound of a jarring pluck of a string, and then it clicks in his mind before yuri could spot the familiar tall figure holding a guitar to his stomach, trying to play the guitar.

yuri could barge in, relish in @lgcharu's moment of vulnerability and make use of the element of surprise to shock the other. for what? for fun! but there's a certain force keeping him standing there, convincing him to stay and listen for just a moment, at least until his friend is finished. against his better judgement, yuri does, laughing silently whenever he hears haru fumble over the notes.

it's as funny as it is cute pathetic.

only once the song finally ceases—or maybe haru just gave up?—does yuri makes his presence known, stepping into the room with a disapproving shake of his head. “you're probably not looking for criticism,” yuri starts, folding his arms, “but you honestly suck at that.”

it was a long time coming.

he doesn't really see the point in this. but then again, this train of thought often seeps into yuri's mind on a daily basis as well.

it's mostly because he doesn't have it in him to trust anyone with decorating his face. it's a blank canvas that can be touched up by anyone, which means it's free for anyone to decorate beautifully... or destroy horrendously. it's why he's debating on whether he'd let his companion of the day take that powder brush or whether yuri should do it himself, but he has always been bad at saying no ( as much as he'd like to deny that ).

at the end of the day, despite the mental debate he had been grappling with for a little over five minutes, yuri ended up sitting obediently as he waits for @lgcyushin to do his thing. surely he won't regret this! yushin had plenty of experience with makeup for the stage!

right?