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༊࿐ ⊹ ˚. plotted, closed starter from jinhae to: @pocketdoe !
call it instinct, but jinhae knew the moment they stepped into the packed club that something was off. " i have a bad feeling about this . . " he mutters to nana, leaning close so she can hear him over the pounding bass, " i think i already saw one of my dad's men around here. " gently tugging her by the arm, he moves her ahead of him, keeping her within sight as his senses sharpen, eyes scanning every corner of the room. " you sure this is the right place ? "
𐔌 ‧ ˚ ⋅ the flashing lights in a kaleidoscope of illumination shielded them in a way —- could blend in with the rest of the club goers as the bass reverberated through her very soul . picking out notes she’d written on a piece of paper ; going old school encase her father tapped her phone , she triple checked the location . ❛ this is where i heard them say they’d meet .. ❜ turned to her partner in crime , solemn expression soon tainting pretty visage , ❛ your fathers name was brought up multiple times —- and it didn’t sound good . ❜ guilt pulling taut within , jaw locking at the prospect of her own bloods brutality toward his business partner . ❛ what if they knew about us ? ❜
sakura gives a little nod, determination girdling the obsidian of her gaze as she gives suki’s arm a gentle grip. “right ? i think i’ve been humbled too many times by our teachers to let that happen.” especially dancing since it wasn’t her forte in the beginning, unlike marie or suki. as drinks are handed out the snowy feline’s eyes are almost disappointed that it states 0 alcohol but alas, her smile curls wide, glossy and elated. “i’m wondering what our fans will call themselves …. blackpink was blink, bts army … what do you girls think ?” marie asks, curious.
𐔌 ‧ ˚ ⋅ yiren was already indulging in candied fruit —- more focused on the food side of things than the alcohol ; chuckling at their visual’s momentary disappointment . though , it was better to debut with clear heads . ❛ we need to be top of the game ! ❜ she said , quietly , observing her members . suki was crouching beside sora to help check the meat as she thought on it , ❛ since we’re going with the magical girl concept first —- why don’t we create a fandom name through that ? ❜ but , before she could even attempt , their leader was quick to the punch , ❛ celeste , guardians —- ❜ and that was when their maknae was interrupting , ❛ senshi’s !? ❜
𐔌 ‧ ˚ ⋅ the look on nari’s face was already a dire concern as she swanned into the classroom with a smirk on her face .. ❛ what’re you up to ? ❜ kairi spoke with uncertainty —- however , amusement laced her tone . the mischief fairy was always up to no good and they knew not to trust her 100% . the blonde whining as she laced her fingers with sugarplum , ❛ you know you’re like super crazy good at recipes and all that ?! —- help me make a love potion ! ❜
plotted starter ! ⤷ @bundolls ♡
open to: f / m ( mututals and non-mutuals ). muse: elara evergreen; a high-elf who ran away from home and became an outlaw, having her own band that she leads ( they don't rob ... they only sort of borrow from those who can afford it / normally what is borrowed is given to the poor ). connection: anything. plot: self explanatory i think. can go crazy with this one!
࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖𐦍˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ elara moved through the forest with the ease of someone who belonged there, every step blending into the wild as if it were a second skin. ever since the assault on the carriages bound for the nearby kingdom, she had noticed one of the passengers had slipped away–- vanished right under her nose. while her band of outlaws handled the scene, she stalked the missing figure, anger coiling in her chest. some of it was fury at herself for being careless; the rest burned at their audacity to try and escape.
her bow was already in hand. with practiced precision, she drew an arrow from her quiver, string taut, eyes narrowing as she let it fly. the shot cut through the air with a sharp swish, striking a tree just beside her quarry. coth snagged on the arrow’s shaft, pinning them in place. elara’s voice was cold as steel as she stepped forward. “ did you really think you could run? ”
𐔌 ‧ ˚ ⋅ a princess captured for what she could only assume to be a peace treaty —- daren’t utter a single syllable as she ran for her life the second she found an opening . she was so far from home ; didn’t know how she’d return . but , that wasn’t important right now . senses alert as the piercing sheath of arrows glaze pinned her against trees bark . anxiety taut within stomach as she inclined her head to note her perpetrator .
❛ thought i’d give it a shot ! ❜ had always been taught by the oracles light to never show fear —- especially in the face of danger . with a swift yank , silken cape tore through the head but she daren’t take a single step to or from the female . a suicidal approach . hands up in surrender as she raised a brow , ❛ what am i even here for anyway ? ❜

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❛ depends what kind of magic we are talking about ? .. i guess technically i do, i mean i have seen some odd things happening here and there, at least in movies and youtube videos. ❜ he goes on, sudden burst of energy and his mouth moving like a revving car on the side of the road used by teenagers. maybe it as all the healing the female was doing, maybe that was fixing something inside him as well. ❛ cute guardian angel ? do you think i deserve one ? ❜ he asks, his voice quieter now.
𐔌 ‧ ˚ ⋅ dipped her head , questioning gaze within does —- ever graceful in her movements as she finished her ministrations and closed the first aid kit with a gentle click . ❛ this is mainly for show —- ❜ gestures to the box , all sparkly and stickered to the nines . ❛ the real magic comes from here ! ❜ a flutter of her fingers before raising a brow . ❛ do you believe that you don’t deserve one ? ❜ placed a delicate hand upon his forearm , ❛ everyone needs a little bit of heaven in their lives . ❜
scrunching his face in mock disgust at the thought, " no, we really, truly don't want that. my time with her . . i would classify it as a dark time of my life. " yujun snickered, voice raised just enough to carry over the music as he trailed after kairi to the dance floor, arm slipping easily around her waist. leaning in slightly, he kept his grin in place, eyes flicking to the side without turning his head. " okay, i think she's looking this way . . " he murmured, still grinning as his gaze lingered in his periphery, " think she's starting to process it. "
𐔌 ‧ ˚ ⋅ the moment his arm circled her waist , she felt the surge of confidence engulf her —- happy to know he was fully on board with this playful game of cat & mouse . arms gently gliding to rest carefully upon his shoulders as she bit down on her lower lip and gazed up at him , amusement dancing across doll like visage , ❛ do i make it obvious and look ? ❜ chuckling at their master plan , ❛ didn’t expect it to be that easy .. ❜
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elbows resting atop of the surface too, back proper stretched while taking in the view of nari seated beside of her. “ a-ah i do have a secret patreon, releasing the pages and stories. ” lacking the confidence in the sense of creativity regarding the story lines, as akari knew her art style was highly loved by the people aiding her online, but she hadn't dared to show her face to anyone —- remaining a faceless creator just up until this point. “ i'd gladly create a design for you, but inking would have to be done by one of my colleagues ; i just draw and design, nari ~ ” head tips and her locks falls to one side naturally, lips forming a small pout while looking down at the paper and she's reaching, timidly, for her sketch book where further secret drawings were hidden. “ i did do a few sailor moon inspired ones ... ” hoping perhaps it'd make nari further the details of what she was thinking of getting.
𐔌 ‧ ˚ ⋅ immediately one to jump into supporting her friends from the get go —- she was all over those patreon details . practically handing her her card for the highest tier ! ❛ you seem concerned .. ❜ a rare sentiment when the pixie wannabe was genuine and not up to consistent mischief , ❛ i don’t think you realise how good you are . ❜ eyes widening as she clasped her hands under her chin in pure adoration , gazing at the beauty of the drawings within . ❛ i love fighting evil by moonlight ! ❜ a triumphant outburst by hers truly . ❛ okay , serious question here that could define our entire friendship .. ❜ dramatic lil ass , ❛ who’s your fave sailor scout !? ❜
millie often wondered how it would feel once she finally told someone about her double life, something she'd never dared to do before. now that she had, she was glad it was adriana. snickering softly to keep the mood light, she flicks her hair over her shoulder, " i know, sometimes i like to think i'm hannah montana so i fully get into the role. " she teases, sipping from the ramen broth with a grin, " given, i'm not exactly a pop star but- whenever we're up on stage, i feel like it. "
slurping up another mouthful of noodles, she chews carefully before swallowing, though the lump in her throat is hard to ignore when the subject shifts toward her parents. " pretty much ? not just him, the whole family. " millie admits with a faint sigh, the judgement in her family always on another level, their expectations even higher. " my father, he's also planning to at some point . . run for politics when they return back home. our family is pretty active in politics too. " nudging the noodles idly with her chopsticks, she adds, " as much as i love the job we have, i know i can't do it forever. what are people going to say when, not if, when he wins office and they find out that i'm dancing at an obscure club in seoul ? "
another sigh escapes her lips, though she quickly turns the energy brighter again, " oh, teeell me about it ! your muscles must be screaming for help. " she chuckles, nodding along in full agreement, " true that. and yes ! sleepover ! " her smile grows wider, though it fades just as fast when her eyes wander past adriana's shoulder. spotting a familiar group of men gathered outside the ramen restaurant, her jaw nearly drops, voice faltering, " girl, i- . . . i think the men from the club are outside . . "
𐔌 ‧ ˚ ⋅ noted the predicament she was in —- it was a tough one . one in which adriana really didn’t have the foggiest how to help with . her father sounded like an ( already ) powerful man —- one which knew exactly what he wanted and would want for his family as well . the dancer didn't necessarily deem such a bad thing , more so an uneasiness that her friend was trapped behind an obligation she wouldn’t be able to retaliate from .
didn’t want the talk to bring millie’s mood down any longer , so she focused on the more positive side , ❛ can you do my make up all pretty and we can have a mini photoshoot ? ❜ never too old to play a little dress up with your gal pals ! ❛ i’m entrusting you with this , miss montana ! ❜ gentle tease . she’d always be there for her when things got a little too much —- that’s what besties were for .
but , their lighter talk was cut short —- face paling under the realisation of femmes tone . inclining her head over her shoulder ; perhaps in the most obvious way possible , she cursed under her breath before turning back to millie . shit , shit , shit . ❛ we gotta leave .. he strikes me as a creep who wouldn’t hesitate to hit a woman . ❜ quickly slurping the rest of her noodles —- waste not , want not & all that jazz . ❛ do you think he saw us ? ❜ tapping the table with her manicure as she quickly thought of an escape route . ❛ do you think the bathroom has a window ? ❜ yet without a second thought , his sharp tone sent chills down the entirety of her spine —- he’d seen them .
snorting, highly amused at how quick a change of demeanor was made upon the language barrier broken apart —- not completely lost behind a bus, despite his fathers many dislikes toward hajoon's choices. ‘ wouldn't call it that, not with your decision of location. ’ even now, adriana hadn't even flinched from his approaching silhouette, despite the two of them only having a title labeled as classmates. ‘ just trying to get to know who i'm in class with. ’ nonchalant, almost too good of a liar ; boredom being the mere reason behind his sudden poking in places his nose didn't necessarily belong. especially when delivered on a silver plate. ‘ is that so wrong of me ? ’ hand rose to allow digit to swirl around her naturally curly locks, brow slightly quirking.
𐔌 ‧ ˚ ⋅ ❛ plenty of other students would die for your attention , darling .. ❜ pleasantly surprised by his gumption —- didn’t flinch away though . ❛ why pick the one that’s obviously taken ? ❜ she wasn’t —- a fling was a fling . dude had ghosted her the moment he got his fix anyway . scoffed internally simply at the thought . but , pretty boy before her didn’t need to know all the nitty gritty details ! stood to her full height —- still not succeeding his own , no where near . ❛ unless you’re jealous ? i would be too .. ❜ slipped from his bubble , arm purposely brushing against his side as she moved toward her desk to retrieve her studies —- amused at her own turn around to throw him off kilter , ❛ he’s hot , no ? totally your type ! ❜

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head raises from the book in front of him each time the doors opened, eagerly waiting for her figure to enter the café he had picked so carefully, and each time disappointment tugs at his chest. hajoon grew too attached to their late night encounters, when the world seemed to belong to just the two of them. every minute seemed to drag until he was in her presence again. when the girl finally approaches the table, hajoon's eyes glimmer. ❛ hello, ❜ a warm greet. ❛ i took the liberty to order it for us, should be here any time soon. had a nice walk here? ❜
𐔌 ‧ ˚ ⋅ he knew her order —- truly was the little things in life . flutter of butterflies erupting within as she bit back the gentle smile threatening to paint the obvious on doll like features . ❛ aren’t you quite the gentleman ! ❜ scrunch of her nose as she pulled a multitude of novels from pretty pink backpack and placed them on the wooden surface of rustic coffee table before falling beside him onto the couch after removing her coat . ❛ it’s getting colder out there , the winter months are among us ! ❜ cadence of gentle giggles escaping her , but just as she was about to start on her ( practical ) presentation of her latest romance novella , their drinks arrived . ❛ thank you so much ! ❜ taking one of the marshmallows betwixt perfectly manicured fingertips and popping it in her mouth in delight , ❛ mmh , i love how well you know me ! ❜
❛ what? ❜ makeup brush freezes in midair, halway to the girl's face as she turns sharply to face her friends. ❛ aw, not jongin. he seemed so nice, ❜ the tone is closer to a whine now, words followed by a sigh of defeat. ❛ play him...? i mean, i'm going anyway so that could be one way out of it. what do you suggest? ❜
𐔌 ‧ ˚ ⋅ seemed ; definitely the keyword here ! ❛ right ?! man needs an oscar for those acting skills .. ❜ frustrated the fae to no end as she was quick to scramble back up and move behind bestie while looking at her reflection in the mirror —- hands placed gently upon her shoulders , cheeks aligned . ❛ we’re gonna make him fall for you entirely .. i mean , who wouldn’t ? ❜ reached down for a bolder lipstick colour before smiling i n n o c e n t l y , ❛ then we’re gonna tear him down like he does to all the other women in his life .. ❜
yurim’s chest tightened at the way their voice faltered, the way those cotton candied waves fell like a curtain between them. she’d been ready to snap, to call the whole thing ridiculous, but watching summer fold in on herself chipped at that sharpness until it dulled. ❝ hey, don’t— don’t do that… ❞ she murmured, softer now, the kind of tone she hated to admit still came so naturally around her. she stepped closer, just enough that her hand twitched like it might reach out before she stopped herself. ❝ i didn’t mean it like that. it’s not… it’s not hell being with you. it’s just— us. everything we left hanging. ❞ a beat, her throat tightening as she forced herself to hold summer’s gaze. ❝ if you really need me there, i’ll do it. holding hands, dinner, the whole thing. just… don’t write me off that easily. ❞
𐔌 ‧ ˚ ⋅ heart coiled in her throat —- a lump that was suffocating to swallow ; a broken memory of when they used to be happy ? what the hell happened ?! femmes approval had summer turning her head in surprise as she raised a brow , ❛ write you off ? ❜ a surge of frustration washing over her , but she pushed it down —- she had to . ❛ i could never do that . you’re the only thing in my goddamn mind ! ❜ a confession that wasn’t intended to slip out . a quick and brief silence taut between them as she ( very ) swiftly changed the subject of their past . focusing entirely on the present and this future trip . ❛ i’ll tell them after —- i just can’t ruin their holiday . not after everything . i just need them to have this week .. happy . ❜ the guilt gnawing within —- she hurt everyone she ever loved , including the woman in front of her . ❛ you can take the main bedroom , i’ll sneak into the guest on every night . ❜ a nod of affirmation before she reached out for others hand , ❛ thank you . i promise to make it up to you and then after ? i’ll be out of your life . ❜ a twist of the knife within at her own cut throat words but she couldn’t bring anymore pain upon her ex beau .
watching the way femme was looking out toward the midnight shining surroundings, the city lit up in warm colors and the eiffel tower in the far distance —- however, logan's view had lola included in his line of sighting, only doubling the beauty that she was talking about so highly. “ i can see why it'd be one of your favorite ones. ” soft-spoken as he takes the last few steps forward, allowing forearms to rest on the railings atop of the rooftop, convincing her to join him had been the easiest of tasks for him. “ do you ever miss it ? living here ? ” side-glancing at her, been a while since the two of them had properly hung out as their lives just passed by the last year.
𐔌 ‧ ˚ ⋅ ❛ sounds a little too clichè , hm ? ❜ inky spill of pretty locks cascading down her back as she tossed them over her shoulder . inclination of her head as she noted him looking at her , candied blush dusting the bridge of her nose and apples of her cheeks —- an opportunity she’d never thought she’d have ; to be here , with him . mirrored his pose , ❛ i do , but not enough to move back here . paris is beautiful but it is highly romanticised .. ❜ turned her body so she was facing him , elbows resting behind her on the railing as nimble manicured hands lay limp before her , ❛ what about you , pretty boy ? first time here in lil ol’ paree ? ❜ accent switch for playful measure !
rolled his eyes in a playful manner–- “ yeah. you can say i’ve got a good eye for details. ” shocked, eyes widened at the revelation that she was indeed a professional and worked on that game. he had been thinking of getting the app on his phone to fool around when he was bored at home. “ no way! we gotta play together some time. ”
𐔌 ‧ ˚ ⋅ a chuckle escaped her as she nodded her head , ❛ hmm , you think you can out dance me ? ❜ a challenge she would gladly accept . ❛ let’s see how good that eye truly is for detail . let me be the judge of that ! ❜ laced her arm alongside his and tugged him along , ❛ why waste any time —- don’t want you spending all your time practicing now , do i ? ❜

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" what would you like to know ? " brow is quirking upward, eyeing the femme with curious eyes —- amused by the rapid change of mood, from fearing the view to now seemingly intrigued. " at times, yes ... everybody have their favorite kind of meal, no ? " pearly whites is seen capturing bottom lip, head canting to the side while observing adriana's grin. " why ? are you offering ? " remaining the playful air thickening around them.
𐔌 ‧ ˚ ⋅ favourite meal ? he sounded like he was conjuring up some ideals in that hesd of his . ❛ as in a specific blood type .. or person ? ❜ didn’t even attempt to best around the bush with her wonderment . ❛ did you want me to offer ? ❜ rhetorical question , fingertip tracing the planes of his chest atop of shirt . the bass booming around them , reverberating her very soul and mixing with the quickening rate of her heartbeat .
luckily the electricity hadn't quit on them yet, so mingyu quickly got to it in heating up water in the kettle of the smaller workers lounge —- nothing too fancy, nothing too big but it had the necessities for the employees to eat lunch and be seated somewhat comfortably. “ well, there's a bean bag and snacks i suppose that's a good enough substitute ? ” always the type to find the positives in every situation, fingers busying preparing a cup noodle for each while also making them hot cocoa in to-go mugs ; looking over his shoulder. “ do you want marshmallows in there or whipped cream ? ” noticing how convenient a convenience store was in situations as the one the two of them were currently in ; it held all kinds of supplies to ensure time would pass quicker. “ my tv and bed ... especially after evening shifts ~ ” the oblivious type, so male didn't even catch onto her asking if there perhaps was a special someone —- mingyu too all over the place to properly notice. “ do you have a comfort show or series you watch ? ” curiosity laced in his question, glancing at her over his shoulder as the water boiled inside the kettle ; making him able to finish up their gourmet meal and drink.
𐔌 ‧ ˚ ⋅ gentle smile graced her lips as she wandered over to the small kitchenette to help with anything —- biting her lip at the sight of chocolatey goodness , ❛ could i perhaps have both ? ❜ was that a little greedy ? her father would have said so . not how a princess should behave . the rules had always been strict amongst the palace grounds . part of the reason she’d been so eager to get away from it all . his question snapped her from reverie as she cant her head to the side and thought about it for a moment , ❛ hm ? i’ve been watching a lot of anime recently .. ❜ sheepish admittance , didn’t know how well that would be received . ❛ i’ve been into historical drama’s also —- you know those overly cheesy soppy ones ? ❜ a giggle escaping as she covered her mouth with her hand and shook her head , ❛ it’s always so fascinating to watch depictions of the royal families —- ❜ a little too on the nose as she faltered , quickly grabbed the cup noodles and began wandered over to one of the beanbags . ❛ i guess we’ll never know what it’s truly like . ❜ an obvious cover up .