tripsukhe
典子福澤, a͟ ͟d͟i͟s͟c͟i͟p͟l͟e͟'͟s͟ ͟t͟a͟l͟e͟:͟⠀ ⠀ ⠀
the evil inside is as hungry as me,
and like the shadows: it consumes.
tripsukhe
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ilyielt
* AHHHH AHHHH AHHHHHH!!!! you ate i fear
redmercs
we’re the only people in this world right now, did ya know that?
redmercs
A GENTLE MELODY FADES INTO THE BACKGROUND AS COLE AND FAUSTINE SWAY WITH EVERY BEAT. Cole had been the one taking the initiative, feeling a sense of familiarity as he lead the pair with each step. however the brand of whiskey was beginning to flush his cheeks and he found Faustine was directing parts of this performance, allowing her to be his anchor when needed. their close proximity was intimate, and in the moment there would be no threat to invoke any fear. nothing else mattered. just them. “i wish we could stay like this forever..”
rockyspare2
this message may be offensive
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❛ T͟H͟E͟ ͟S͟I͟L͟V͟E͟R͟ ͟L͟I͟N͟I͟N͟G͟. ❜
━━ G.R & H.H
❪ ID: ❫ @gyeolseong
DATE. X.XX.XX
━ ━ ━ OPEN FILE? ⟮ ⎷ ⟯
ᴬᶜᶜᴱᔆᔆ ᴳᴿᴬᴺᵀᴱᴰ ⟮ C͟O͟N͟T͟I͟N͟U͟E͟ ͟ ⟯
[₁] | THE SMELL OF ADOBO, PALABOK, CHICKENJOY ⅋ FRIES FILLS UP GABRIEL’S SENSES. THE SIGHT OF HYEONJU FROM ACROSS THE TABLE MAKES HIM CHUCKLE, HE COULD CHOKE ON HIS NOODLES. H͟E͟ ͟D͟O͟E͟S͟N͟’͟T͟ , THANKFULLY. BUT THE SOUND OF LAUGHTER CAUSES HYEONJU TO RAISE HER HEAD UP IN ANNOYANCE. S͟H͟E͟’͟S͟ ͟A͟L͟R͟E͟A͟D͟Y͟ ͟C͟U͟S͟S͟I͟N͟G͟ UP A STORM, FINGERS DIG INTO HER ⟋ P͟O͟O͟R͟ ⟋ SPICY CHICKEN DELUXE. NOW WHAT DID IT DO TO DESERVE THAT? NOT ONLY THAT, BUT HER SCARRED KNUCKLES GLISTENED WITH GREASE. SHE LOOKS A MESS, BATTERED, BLOODIED ⅋ BRUISED FROM EVENTS OF TONIGHT. THEIR EXTRACTION POINT WAS SABOTAGED, ⅋ NOW HERE THEY ARE. AT SOME JOLLIBEE’S ⟋ T͟H͟A͟T͟ ͟S͟H͟O͟U͟L͟D͟N͟’͟T͟ ⟋ BE OPEN […] BUT OBVIOUSLY HAD SOME SYMPATHY FOR THE WAY HE LOOKED━━ THE MOUTHY ASS KID HE HAD WITH HIM ⟋H͟Y͟E͟O͟N͟J͟U͟ ⟋ OR HIS SMOOTH TAGALOG.
[₂] REYES COULDN’T REALLY PAY ATTENTION TO HYEONJU’S WORDS. THE SAUCE ON HER UPPER LIP WAS ALREADY TESTING HIM━━ H͟E͟ ͟W͟A͟S͟N͟’͟T͟ ANY BETTER THOUGH, EATING WITH HIS HANDS GAVE GABRIEL THE LOOK OF A STARVED MAN. ❜ ❛ 'H͟I͟N͟D͟I͟ ͟T͟A͟T͟A͟K͟A͟S͟ ANG pagkain, shit! What are you rushing for niña? Comes como un cerdo, even worse than Cole Cassidy. Maybe I’m rubbing off on ya, you’re slowly becoming Filipina. It’s a goddamn Christmas miracle. S͟E͟E͟, IMMA SHOW YOU OFF TO YOUR MGA TITAS ⅋ YOUR TÍOS. You’ve gotta learn how to cook the food too to get in the culture niña.' ❜ ❛
chooseIife
you're makin' a mistake, doll. seriously, this plan will have horrific consequences. you know it's bad because i'm taking this seriously.
RAAKSHCS
GOD. OH, /GOD/. 내 아기 — WHAT DID HE DO TO YOU ???
RAAKSHCS
THE INCARNATE ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵘⁿ,
LADY JEJU | HAN—EUL. 〳
⧼ i. lady jeju &
the beloved sister.
❛ I’M SORRY. I’M SORRY FOR EVERYTHING. HYEON—JU, IF I COULD CLEAN & NURSE ALL THE WOUNDS & SCARS YOU’VE GAINED FROM OVER THE YEARS I WOULD. I WILL NEVER, EVER FORGIVE MYSELF FOR LEAVING YOU ALONE. I LOVE YOU. ❜
﹙₀₁﹚ han—eul almost breaks like fragile china at ❲ @haengunsonyo’s ❳ touch. it’s been eight years since hyeon—ju touched her like this, held her like this. han—eul almost feels angry. angry at herself, or her beloved sister? han—eul was tossed aside by hyeon—ju, dismissed. emotions seem to bubble & swell within her, feelings she must’ve kept inside for years.
₍ ₀₂ ₎ instead han—eul hesitates (for the first time in a long time.) she doesn’t hold faustine like she desires, and her real name gets hard to stomach. she doesn’t hold hyeon—ju, instead. (she) stands at a standstill, hands would waver against her sisters shoulders. giving a light shove. what was her excuse now? she needed to take it all in?
tripsukhe
❙ ּ ֶָ 언니 * i’m everything you’re not, @jejufated. ⭒ it’s all too much for her to think about. she wanted to stumble around the topic of her eye ever since she answered the recall — but she knew well she couldn’t avoid talking about it /forever/, (archambeau wishes dearly to run away from the topic the same way she ran away from haneul. but she’s ran out of room to run, and it’s time for the girl to face her fears.). the topic of what happened that night leaves her mouth dry, leaving a rotten taste. she stumbles on her words, looking down to the ground as ashamed. “i don't,” then, she pauses, clenching her jaw. she can remember that night like it was yesterday, the sound of the gunshot that had echoed into the night and the way gabriel, reaper, /whatever her father become/, had snarled at her. she remembers it all. the way haneul speaks hurts her in a way she’d never thought would, the horror in her voice, she feels betrayed. had gabriel ruined her that much? she didn’t want to know. she stands in front of haneul ashamed of who she’s become. tears form at the corner of archambeau’s eye before she finishes her sentence. “i don’t want to talk about it, haneul– hanny, 언니, .. /he’s ruined me, reyes, 내 아버지, he was supposed to protect me .. and .. . and ..” she chokes on her words before her walls break down completely. breaking down into tears, she holds onto her sister like it was the last time she’d ever see her again. she wanted nothing more than to be gifted with her sister’s touch, how she’d miss it. within the eight or so years the two had been separated, never had archambeau been in as much despair and loneliness as she had in all her years of life. it tore her apart, truly, no matter how many times reyes could shoot out her eye, no pain would ever hurt as much as the way her heart had ached. so she clings onto haneul for her life, for those eight years, almost as if to apologize for her absence, to apologize for leaving.
RAAKSHCS
DON’T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT. 악의로…
RAAKSHCS
DON’T CRY. I’M HERE NOW. I’LL GET YOU OUT OF HERE, PROMISE…
RAAKSHCS
I WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR YOU HYEON—JU. ANYTHING. JUST STAY (STRONG) FOR ME, COMMANDER REYES SAID HE WOULD WATCH YOU FOR ME─────
RAAKSHCS
⟢ THE INCARNATE ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵘⁿ,
LADY JEJU, HAN—EUL ʰᵃⁿ
━━━━━━━━━━━━
❲ SCENE ONE, ACT ONE. ❳
⧼ i. lady jeju &
the beloved sister . 〳
DON’T DO THAT. DON’T. YOU KNOW I’D GIVE YOU THE WORLD, I’D GIVE (YOU) EVERYTHING & MORE. DON’T SAY THOSE THINGS HYEON—JU. [when hyeon—ju pulls away from han—eul’s touch, she tries again. despite the burns, she reaches out towards the fire. her beloved sister, forever & always … arms engulf her in a gentle embrace. hands would thread through hyeon—ju’s tangled locks. this was something foreign to han—eul, she wasn’t permitted to hold hyeon—ju like this. to love her like this, hyeon—ju never allowed her to.] I WILL STILL BE WITH YOU, ALWAYS. YOU’LL STILL BE ABLE TO SEE ME, I SWEAR. [one chaste kiss is placed on hyeon—ju’s crown, palms cradle the side of her head. she finally releases her sister, hues would search anything. something, maybe acceptance?] OKAY?
tripsukhe
❙ ּ ֶָ 언니 * i’m everything you’re not, @jejufated. ⭒ the “lady jeju”’s words amuse faustine archambeau, entertain her, even. she tells her to stay strong, but had she not stayed strong her entire life? she backs away from haneul’s touch and stares daggers into her eyes. nothing but pure, unbridled disappointment in her eyes as she shifts away. her sister vows to do anything for her, but could she not take care of her? she shifts the responsibility of care to the commander. her words leave a rather bitter taste in archambeau’s mouth. (— it hurts her more than it should have.) somewhere deep down inside within the depths of hyeon-ju’s heart it hurts her, deep, deep down inside that it must be this way, but perhaps this was their only choice. she wants to resent haneul, she wants to think haneul’s doing this to push her away, but she knows better than to think of her sister like that. any observant person would think that hyeon-ju were to be ungrateful for haneul. and maybe they were right. han hyeon-ju makes an image in her head of her sister — and that image of her is the exact opposite of who she is (perhaps, it is an image of herself instead.). she throws away that thought. staring at haneul as if she said something incredulous, she laughs. right in her face. “REALLY? HANEUL?” she treats it like a game as she treats everything, (like a child). maybe that's all what life was to her, some high-risk, double-or-nothing game —- and she was all in. “IS THIS ALL A JOKE TO YOU? WHAT HAPPENED TO STAYING TOGETHER FOREVER? … you say you’d do anything for me, but you can’t even stay?”