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[hypcbeast-a]

bizarrecinema replied to your post “™¡Â Â Â        anybody ever in the mood for a long elaborate plot with...”

bitch .

anyone i dont already have a thousand of these with in the mood for one of these?!?!

[elinconsistente]

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[hclydesire]

‘  please  ,  just come this once   ?  ’   jayden is having another one of his moments.  one where all he wants to do is spend all night looking at the stars  ,  possibly exploring to see if they can find the one thing ... he wants to see.   ‘  it’s supposed to be clear tonight !  the stars will look so beautiful  &  i’m just sure , it’ll make it perfect to be able to see a little something else...  ’   he  doesn’t want to say what that is , he doesn’t want to be given the look.   the  (  jayden your weird as fuck  )   look  , his former group mates used to give him all the time. 

      STARTER  :  @bizarrecinema​

[redemptioninterlude]

@bizarrecinema​ - haru !

Come the night, this place transforms. The lights, the tables, they come together as the windows are shaded, and only those who know, KNOW WHAT HAPPENS HERE. Cards are dealt, and chips fall as they may, and every single one of them, gives a little prayer to God in hopes that they might find Lady Luck tonight. Sookhee’s leaning into her table, cards pressed into her palm where nobody else can see them - dark eyes, lined black, scan the tables, the cards -these filthy men - as they try to measure if they’re ready for another card, if they can stay in, or fold, sweating over the pile of chips within the middle of the table.

People don’t stream in, steady, this is a PRIVATE PARTY and only invites get you through the door. Gambling’s illegal here, and so they must do as they do, and take what they can, even if they are hosted within the bellies of restaurants in the off hours, the beer the same type they’d pay half for in the daytime, served up by girls who wearily move amongst the tables, ready and eager to get those here drunk enough to lose their shirts. It’s all in the plan, even her, now, with the hand she’s got, she’s been counting cards from the moment she sat down, but-

- who’s to stop her? When Haru’s in her corner, and, they’ve got themselves a steady income on the way, thanks to the desperate who couldn’t hold themselves together in front of a good bet with terrible odds. How they feel they can beat her simply because they assume she knows nothing of the game, even as she wins, night after night, her RED WINE TINTED LIPS pressed tight, unreadable. “Can we get another round of drinks?” she asks, as if she and Haru were strangers, but... that too, is apart of the scam.

- @bizarrecinema​

[dyingstarlets]

@bizarrecinema​  ⋆ for 𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖍𝖔

oh, to be young, infatuated and surrounded by rose bushes.

cory doesn't know what inspired the idea to keep his phone off for the day. he had a lot of work to be doing, honestly, and he's already anticipating the lecture he'll be receiving as soon as koushiro finally gets a hold of him. he's not a kid anymore, he can't just disappear like he used to, he wanted to be the face of chapel and so he has to accept the fact it's not just his career on the line nowadays. that's kind of the problem, because cory was real fucking good at his job, yet it seems its only the rare days he's bad at it that go commented on.

"i'm not gonna lie, babe," he says, picking up his lunch and taking an eager bite. he'd spread a pink gingham blanket in his backyard, and sitting across from him is nam yongho. in itself, that should be a leviathan problem. cory's emotional nerve ends are still well and truly fried from his failed engagement. but somehow, it was easy to just say whatever and not worry about it, when yongho was involved. cory had already given a lot more of himself to the man than he expected he'd be able to for a long time. maybe it's fine to just enjoy that. "i make a good sandwich."

the mutual decision to ignore their responsibilities and play at normal may not have been very clever, sure. but the sun beats down on them, a nice cold breeze shaking cola's garden of pink flowers, and yongho looks gorgeous in casualwear. cory, who's name was once synonymous with spontaneity, was not often given enough peace from anxiety to just ditch work and reap the benefits of a nice day and a pretty boy who likes him back. "i'm glad you could come over today."

[hypcbeast]

for @bizarrecinema​​ ​​ muse: roxie based on this

♡ ° *・ﾟ — ↳                     for roxie, becoming a knight hadn’t been a choice. after her father had died and her brother had been p r o m o t e d to the royal guard, she had been a natural choice for being assigned to the princess’ full-time guard. it was her brother who convinced her to train for the opportunity and the king, never having had a female guard for the princess, had practically instructed her brother to ensure that she was assigned to this role. of course, at first, she had been hesitant. yes, of course, the princess looked sweet and nice but as far as roxie knew so did plenty of noble girls. after all, she’d been raised in that culture herself so naturally, she had her own experiences and from what she knew, nobility could be far more savage than peasantry. still, though, she held out hope that she wouldn’t be walking into a lifetime of serving a B R A T. after all, they were about the same age so if she was going to protect this woman, it would likely be for a long time. she rolled her shoulders back as she went over the proper procedure of donning her chainmail. she was still sure that she would never be able to fully adjust to the weight of this stuff. still, when she slid her gold-accented sword into the hilt of her armor and stood in front of the mirror, she stood tall. her father had always joked that he had two little lords and no ladies to be found and maybe he’d been right. after all, she truly did take after her brother on most things. she made her way down the long corridor to the princess’s quarters nodding at her fellow knights as they passed. it would be the first time that she’d be seeing the princess alone and face to face. sure, the other girl had seen her in passing when she and the king did their D U T Y surveying royal training once a month but in the past two years of training, she’d only seen the girl from, at least, 90 meters away. the b e a u t y and GRACE that everyone had attributed to her had yet to be seen by roxie, herself. she was sure, though, that everyone was right. from the portraits in the halls and her brother’s endless rambling, it seemed that the princess had to be some magnificent sight. it was a small ceremony, her knighting. only around 100 people had been permitted to attend and this coming introduction was smaller, still, with only the princess, her old guard, and a few other royal officials attending. even with this fact, roxie still managed to feel anxious to be in a hall with such important people. she took a deep breath whispering her introduction to the hall guard and standing straight as he pushed apart the heavy doors and announced her entrance. naturally, she bowed before making her way to the space in front of the princess and falling to bended knee. her arm rested atop her knee and her forehead against it as she spoke, loud and clear, “my princess, it is an honor,” 

[hypcbeast]

for @bizarrecinema​​ ​​ muse: simran based on this

♡ ° *・ﾟ — ↳                     simran’s dream never involved arranged marriage and especially not an older man. in all actuality, she always fancied herself a cougar. a little ahead of the game. the older, smarter, richer woman with a cute little boy toy to carry on her arm to all of the remarkable engineer brunches she’d go to. somehow, however, that wasn’t how it was working out. instead, she was the arm candy, or at least, she wanted to be. she wasn’t entirely sure what had come over her but from the first time that she’d seen them, those thoughts had all but left her mind. it wasn’t like she wanted to be a sugar baby, or something. instead, she wanted to be a power couple. age difference be d a m n e d. although, the fact that she was running into them now with her backpack on and her hair tied up like a child on their way home from class ( and to be fair, she was on her way home from class ), wasn’t helping her case, at all. Still, she snatched off her glasses, pulled her hair out giving it a quick flip before they could see her. “hey, sexy, how you doing?”

[hypcbeast]

for @bizarrecinema​ ​​ muse: karma based on this

♡ ° *・ﾟ — ↳                     for karma, she was never looking for romance or even affection. to her, those things didn’t matter they were last on her mind. first was teaching, second was makeup, and last, at the very, very bottom, was romance. however, her best friend convinced her to download this stupid dating app and while she was at it, she didn’t think it un-useful to swipe right and left on profiles. especially when she tired of doing mental olympics like grading homework and writing emails. of course, she never purposely looked for anyone special but, when she did see people she thought were cute, or people she knew, she’d give them an obligatory swipe. something like a pat on the back, almost. like good on you, attractive bastard, because she definitely wasn’t going to go out of her way to speak to them. it’s not until her phone DINGS!! and she receives a like back that she even gives it much thought. the f a m i l i a r face flashes across her phone screen and she raises a brow. maybe it was an accident, or maybe he swiped out of courtesy, too. she wasn’t sure, but she was going to find out. she’d waited until that night to do it. she’d bided her time until yongho had fallen asleep and then snuck out of his bed to search for his brother who just so happened to be around. of course, she didn’t anticipate bumping face first into him and falling on her ass, but there she was. she blew a lock of hair from her face and straightened out her PJs. “well, fancy seeing you here,” she said coyly running a hand through her hair and smirking. 

[hypcbeast]

— — — — — — — — starter for @bizarrecinema​ muse: ddaeng/bio setting: hotel room in italy for: ferris

♡ ° *・ﾟ — ↳                     DDaeng rubbed her eyes gently as she finally woke up. one would think that after all the moving around and jet-setting that she had done in her life, she would be past the idea of any jet-lag that she might have. that, however, was far from the truth. her entire body was sore and her internal clock was spinning so fast that she might’ve run a gear loose. as she tried to get up and out of the bed, a shockwave moved from the bottom of her feet through her legs causing them to melt into jelly. she reached out sightlessly for her robe and pulled it onto her body blinking and taking a look around the room. “f e r r i s?” her voice was soft as she made her way out of the bedroom and grabbed the suite phone. after about ten minutes, she’d taken a good look at the room service menu and heard the morning specials in a thick italian accent. her face grew into a giant smile as she finally saw the other, “hey, baby, what do you want for breakfast?” she reached out her hand for him. 

[hypcbeast-a]

… ❉ & —      since kumi had been without her family, she’d learned to pretty much not depend on anyone and she’d taken that idea to heart so much so that now that she did have someone that she could depend on, it was hard for her to do so. she never gave up trying, though. even if seok didn’t see it, she was actively trying to let herself trust him on a daily basis. it was a bit harder, though, when they fought like this.      it wasn’t that she tried to provoke seok...but, she wasn’t exactly trying not to provoke him, either. they always seemed to argue about something small and it was always kumi starting the argument. she wasn’t sure what it was. was she just a miserable person or was it in her dna? maybe that was it. the gumiho in her head such a hard time coping with the fact that she’d so viciously fallen for a mortal man that she could scarcely comprehend her life without him, even though, she’d gone on without him just fine before. she couldn’t believe that she’d let herself do the very thing that had gotten her mother killed. still, she had a soft spot for him that couldn’t be ignored. still sometimes she felt like she was sinning. she felt as if she were disrespecting the very cause that her eomma died for.      sometimes she even felt as though her mother would rise from her grave and say,  ❝ 너 바보 야! ❞ as in “ You, stupid girl! “ because how dare she practically discount the pain her mother had endured and go on loving someone that could, any day, turn his back on her if he chose and tell someone who she really was. how dare she put herself at risk when her mother and grandmother had risked everything to save her. still, as she sat there with seok’s head in her lap, it felt wrong to even consider the idea of leaving him. why should he be punished? why should he feel pain just because she came from somewhere and something that he might never understand. she sighed and leaned forward kissing his head.  ❝ thanks...for putting up with me,  ❞ she hesitated. she was unsure whether or not those words were enough or if she should continue speaking so she kept going, anyway.  ❝ i know that i am not an easy woman... i mean, not easy to handle. i am  a troublemaker sometimes and you know- loving someone is very difficult for me. thank you,  ❞

— i choose you!! : @bizarrecinema​​​​ —

[hypcbeast-a]

. . . ‍ ‍ ♡ & —     bear could still remember the very first time he’d seen eunbyeol. it had been at pho’s house around the time that she and sang had gotten close. he’d gone to accompany his best friend and meet the girl that sang wouldn’t shut up about. phoenix this. phoenix that. god, this kid would not shut up about that girl and then suddenly, when they arrived at her house, he was in the same boat.  she’d never really smiled, at least not in his direction, past the first couple of times that he’d seen her and she hadn’t noticed him watching. maybe she had, after all, if there was one thing that he knew, it was that she never let her guard down. he didn’t learn that about eunbyeol until much later, though and even though, he’d spent nearly a year trying to get her to like him and courting her and flirting...none of it had actually worked. it was a wonder to him how she had such a wall up to his quiet charm. he’d never experienced that before. somehow, though, the thing that finally turned the tides in his favor was the exact opposite. he’d had enough one night and already had so much other drama going on that he hadn’t been willing to put up with her nasty attitude for once and his roughness, the thing he’d spent years teaching himself to supress, was what saved him.       maybe that was why he was so absolutely smitten with her now. only two people knew this deeper and more uncut side of him and the other was someone he’d known for just about as long as he’d known how to speak fluent korean. this was definitely not like the relationship he had with his best friend, though. a soft smile rested on his lips and he considered her snide remark. every time she said something bitchy or the slightest bit rude, he had to remind himself that while she could complain all she wanted about any and everything, it’s still his bed that she’s in. he’d gotten past the point of needing it to be exclusively him. especially since he knew he wasn’t ready for that, anyway.        still, seeing eunbyeol smile always made his heart soar a little higher for the day. she always acted pretty tough and especially in public and she was, in fact, tough but the moment that it was just them in bed with their cats, she was almost completely different. he rubbed his forefinger between mashie’s brows as he read the newspaper, grinning when she purred. someday he’d made byeol make noises like that, too. ( even moreso than he already had ).  ❝ What do you want for breakfast, baby girl? I can cook or....I can order in and keep myself busy eating something else until it’s here, ❞ he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively fully expecting an elbow to the side of a smack in the face. although, those were things that he almost always welcomed from her because anything was better than feeling like she just didn’t care, at all. 

— i choose you!! : @bizarrecinema​​ —

[hypcbeast-a]

. . . ‍ ‍ ♡ & —        phoenix and sang had been dating for almost a year now and although, they’d only made it official a few months ago, it felt like forever. while the fact that their relationship was open and they were both, at least, mostly poly-amorous was just the amount of freedom that she needed, it wasn’t what made her stay with him. instead, what was important to her was that he made her feel…..real.  phoenix couldn’t count on her hands the number of times that people had made her feel invalidated. whether it was because of her beauty or her intelligence or even just her family, people always assumed that because she was one thing, she couldn’t be anyone else. beautiful? then you can’t be sad. smart? then you can’t make a mistake. strong? then you can never get hurt. it was all she heard all the time but when it came to sang, it was never like that. even their first phone call was floated on a life-raft of flirtation laid on the foundation of mostly brutal honesty. half of that came from the fact that sang knew that pho wasn’t anyone near as tough as she pretended to be and pho knew that sang wasn’t anywhere near as happy as he pretended to be. the nation’s little brother persona that he put on was fake and she wanted to draw it out of him as soon as he’d lobbed the third smile at her in a row.

  that was part of the reason why she’d gotten the apartment. it was a bit of a splurge for her. even being a person who was so completely wrapped up in the middle of wealth, she’d never spent so much, at once but this place was absolutely perfect. it was right between both of their own places: his apartment and her house and even though, she’d wanted them to keep their own separate dwellings due to, not only the openness of their relationship but her need for space: she still wanted them to have something together. this was it. the perfect space and when she’d given him the keys on his birthday, that only confirmed it more for her. they had a room for themselves, a couple of rooms that mimicked the ones they’d had their best times in when they were in her old house and even better, a room for their dogs.

 the only thing that they were missing was furniture and now, they were going to go pick that out together. she was overjoyed…more than that, she was gushing constantly every time she looked at the list of furniture shops that she had researched for them to go to. they needed pillows for the living room since the mattress she’d ordered for the custom floor had just come in. that was one of the most important things to her because they’d had so many good times rolling around in the bed of the den in her old home and this was something she knew she’d regret leaving when she first moved. she’d had them put a room like this into the new apartment just to make sure that they could keep this space to share together.

  that wasn’t the only room in the house that needed some love but to her, that one was the most important to her. she brushed her hair out of her face as she peeked around the corner of the wall at the end of the hallway and made grabby hands towards her boyfriend. she always greeted him like this because, from him, words were never enough. she needed his touch, too. she made her way into the living room and leaned over the back of the chair pressing a kiss to the top of his head before whispering softly, ❝ lee sang, we need to start acting like an adult couple. are you ready to go furniture shopping? ❞

— i choose you!! : @bizarrecinema​  — 

[hypcbeast]

i rlly need to update my rules

[lcvewave]

ON THE TYPIST: AN INTERROGATION.

ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE ? i don’t think so? not anyone famous or in my family at least.

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED ? lol , literally saturday and friday ugh.

DO YOU HAVE KIDS ? thankfully, not yet.

DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT ? i can’t tell if the questions i say to my friends would be considered sarcastic.

WHAT’S THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE ? if they have a good sense of humor. my social anxiety is honestly way worse than i thought and the first thing that usually calms me down is them cracking a joke / laughing, or me cracking a job / laughing and them smiling / laughing too.

WHAT’S YOUR EYE COLOUR ? dark brown.

SCARY MOVIE OR HAPPY ENDING ? 9/10 a scary movie because happy endings normally don’t make sense to make because i’m so critical of why it was that way when another way was so much more realistic + plausible to happen.

ANY SPECIAL TALENTS ? my innate ability to follow a recipe and it still not turn out right.

WHERE WERE YOU BORN ? the u.s.a.

WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES ? currently, playing card games and running. corporate clash is really fun too !

DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS ? definitely not - half my family is either terrified or allergic.

WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY / HAVE YOU PLAYED ? i played volleyball, track n field, soccer, tried basketball, and gymnastics when i was younger.

HOW TALL ARE YOU ? 164/165 centimeters? so 5′5″ rounded up.

DREAM JOB ? to be an ob / gyn and also create artificial intelligence for the medical field. 

FAVOURITE SUBJECT AT SCHOOL ? in like, primary and secondary, i was amazing at language arts and english the most. it always came to me naturally. but in college, it’s definitely math. i don’t have to put in much work to get the result i want. however, my favorite subject is history and most of the -ologies. i like to learn the memorization stuff, not the application stuff.

TAGGED BY : @synthes @sweetmarzipan ! TAGGING : @sugapop-rp @bizarrecinema , and anyone else who sees this and wants to do it ~