arieteis

[arieteis]

once again i think i might start over. not now but... eventually. fresh starts always kick off my muse again but since i’m in a creative block right now not any time soon! sorry for the constant jumping around, i guess i just like to leave certain chapters behind me. hope to see and write with you soon!!

#ooc #and leaving certain ppl behind #the freaks u kno #FKSJFKLM #anywayyyy

[arieteis]

@urianius :) some rambling for you

someone really needed to write a book on how exactly to navigate one's own feelings and breakdown how relationships were supposed to work. of course, those existed, but hwiyoung had already thumbed through enough of them at a local bookstore to know they were loaded with bullshit. or, maybe, he was so deep in the honeymoon phase of this newfound feelings that nothing in the book made any logical sense. in the end, it really didn't matter, as it at least seemed as though yeonmi was just as lost as he was if their awkwardness around each other during their most recent meetings was any indicator of how they both felt. before it was so easy to touch her, brush a stray piece of her perfect hair away, or gently give her hand a squeeze when she was speaking a little too much about something he had no interest in like her rich girl drama, but now everything felt so different. it was almost as though a whole new meaning was applied to their every little action, or maybe that was just his fear of messing up what they had slipping through.

he'd always heard dating friends was a mistake. hwiyoung had never had many friends, but he'd bonded with a few other boys in the orphanage until the inevitably were pushed out due to their age or were one of the lucky few who actually got taken home to a family.  during this time, they'd discussed things fueled on by teenage hormones and their glimpses of pretty girls in the streets outside. one boy claimed to have experience, or seemingly knew someone who did, and he repeatedly warned hwiyoung to never, under any circumstances, date a friend. it always ended messy, he said, you could never go back to the way things were if it happened to go awry. at the time, he'd vowed to himself he'd never be one of the fools that fell for one of their friends, but young hwiyoung couldn't have ever predicted a girl like yeonmi waltzing into his life.

it's funny how your feelings can so drastically change for someone. while he'd always been thankful for yeonmi's attention, it was more for his own benefit rather than him caring about her happiness. for a while, she was nothing more than a plaything to him, something to keep him occupied and at one point, someone he wanted to steal blind. he was still unsure when exactly the switch had been flipped, but he can vaguely remember suddenly finding her much more bearable and then next he knew, he didn't want to be apart from her too long. not only that, but it seemed she was always running around his thoughts at any given moment in the day. what is yeonmi up to? is she happy? did she eat? this manifested in slightly teasing text messages sent to her with a small smile on his face, always followed up by some cheesy pick up line with a heart or some other emoji. it seemed like the right thing to do as a boyfriend, the hearts and pickup lines, but perhaps he needed to step up his game at some point. they'd yet to even hold hands. maybe that was where he needed to start. then again, the thought absolutely terrified him, and so he'd yet to break through that wall, always telling himself there'd be another time. on her end she'd yet to attempt either. he'd honestly assumed the moment he asked her out everything would magically fall into place and he'd know exactly what to do and when, but unfortunately life was not that simple, and romance was even more complex than he could have ever guessed.

now, sitting next to her on the floor at the foot of her bed, he thinks that maybe these thoughts are the last thing he should be thinking. as for why they were on the floor? he refused to sit on her bed. now that they had an official title, it just felt too real. what if they moved immediately into cuddling? he wasn't quite ready to make that step, and the further they stayed from her plush mattress, the less likely the dreaded cuddling would happen. now, the idea did sound wonderful, and very boyfriend like, but he was sure he'd combust if he was that close to her, especially considering he still hadn't worked up the courage to even twine his fingers with hers. with that thought his eyes flicker down to her hands before back up to her face, his lips curling into a small grin as he catches the excited look on her face, one he tucks away far into the recesses of his brain for a later look. he's not really sure what she's talking about, some designer brand clothing he could never dream of affording, but while this topic may have bored him to tears before, now he found himself elated to just hear her talk and look happy. it was a good look on her, the smile, especially when it was genuine. he still wonders how he hadn't noticed it before, but no matter the wait, he had finally realized it and now he was determined to never let her frown for too long. he wondered if she felt the same way about him.

"right, right, it is a little overrated." he still has no idea what she's talking about, but he laughs nonetheless, wrinkling his nose at the mention of some gucci sweater. he did recognize that name, at least. "i don't know, i think gucci looks a little... tacky? you know i know absolutely nothing about fashion so don't hate me if i'm wrong, but the g's all over just seem a little much in my opinion." he shrugs then, tilting his head in her direction as she slips into conversation about an entirely different brand and the pieces she'd like to get her hands on. right, hands. his eyes flit back to hers again and his teeth worry his bottom lip as he contemplates just how terribly things could go wrong. but life was all about making mistakes, anyway.

he reaches over and slips his fingers between hers before she has a chance to react and pull away, tightening his hold around her hand rather gently as if to say to give it a chance. as for him, he finds himself burning a hole into the ground, his cheeks a rosy pink that he doesn't want her to see as he assumed he'd never hear the end of it if she did. his hand is somewhat clammy and he desperately hoped she didn't mind, thinking she'd understand his nerves enough to let it go. he was unsure of her experience, but his was virtually none, so for him this was a giant leap in the proper boyfriend behavior direction. at least, he hoped so.

"is this okay?" he belatedly realizes he's mumbling and assumes she hadn't heard when he doesn't get an immediate response, lifting his head with a shaky laugh and offering her a grin as he rubs at the back of his neck with his free hand. "i mean, do you like this? holding hands? i thought it was about time."

he doesn't exactly register her exact response, too focused on the color of her now blushing cheeks, and he decides right then he'd like to see it again and again. he can't help the wide smile that blossoms on his face, reaching over with his spare hand to pinch her cheek lightly with an obnoxious coo. here he was, teasing her, as if he wasn't combusting on the inside. his mind had wandered to the fact that now that they were officially holding hands, the next item on the list was either hugging or kissing. that alone was enough to have his cheeks heating up ever so slightly again.

when she questions why he's suddenly blushing, he refuses to answer, instead focusing on an all out assault of her pink cheeks. she could hate him later, the reactions he was getting were just too cute for him to resist. maybe being in a relationship wasn't as hard as he initially thought. confusing, maybe, but he certainly felt happy.

for now he'd focus on their happiness alone and hope that everything else would fall into place over time.

#/para. #urianius #/hwi. #man i wrote this in like. 20 min top #so no proofreading as always #i just. really miss them #and i did fc him after all and i think it helped oop #ANYWAY ENJOY THIS TRASH ITS JST DUMB

[arieteis]

which traditional japanese aesthetic concept speaks to your soul?

幽玄 yūgenyūgen, literally ‘profound mystery’, is an aesthetic ideal expressing darkness, depth, mystery, transience, ambiguity, calm, sadness and refined elegance. yūgen suggests that which is beyond what can be said; a profound, mysterious sense of the beauty of the universe and the sad beauty of human suffering. It can be conceptualized as a suggestiveness, a lingering memory, an aftertaste or an implication. Imagination is essential for feeling yūgen. In Japanese art it can be expressed by unpainted blank space, simplification, asymmetry, irregularity, imperfection, quiet colours, composition and gold paint.

tagged by : @f8less  tagging : anyone who’d like to do it!!

#//ooc. #this was fun thank u #this sounds right

[arieteis]

‘redemption arc’ this and ‘redemption arc’ that 

wheres an arc where the hero gets morally corrupted by a villain and switches sides and becomes an even bigger threat as a result

where is my bastardization arc

#the bbh au nobody wants but.... 👁 #:) #anzu but evil would b Fun

[arieteis]

word prompts compilation

complies THIS MEME // THIS MEME // THIS MEME

ADD ++ FOR REVERSE

[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention

[ wake ] for your muse to wake mine

[ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket

[ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.

[ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning

[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair

[ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine

[ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room

[ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer

[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger

[ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s

[ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying

[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food

[ hit ] for your muse to attack mine

[ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance

[ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine

[ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring

[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually

[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support

[ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm

[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand

[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did

[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine

[ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap

[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down

[ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away

[ dream ] for my muse to share dream with yours

[ nightmare ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare

[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation

[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury

[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine

[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger

[ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine

[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

[ goodbye ] for my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye

[ secrets ]   my  muse  sharing/confiding  a secret

[ bloody ]   for your  muse  coming  to  my  muse  with  blood  stains 

[ drunk ]   your  muse  takes  care  of my very drunk muse 

[ bed ]  my  muse wakes up in  the  same bed as your muse with little  recollection  of  the  night  before

[ scream ]   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  runs  to  them

[ trail ]   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scars,  asking  them  about  it

[ piggyback ]   my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride

[ jump ]   my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs

[ carry ]   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house

[ lighter ]   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette

[ shot ] my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses for aid

[ wound ] my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten

[ fight ]   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else

[ arrest ]   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  

[ hospital ]   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened

[ betrayal ] my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them and  confronts  them  about  it

[ nude ] my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked

[ karaoke ]  for our muses to sing together

[ wet ]   your muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for my muse  to  join  them

[ crawl ]  for  your  muse  to  crawl  into  bed  with  mine .

[ flower ]  for  your  muse  to  offer  my  muse  their  favourite  flower

[ gift ]  for  my  muse  to  surprise  your muse  with  a  gift

[ homemade gift ]  for  my  muse  to  make  your muse  a  gift

[ bestow ] for your muse to give my muse a gift, bought or handmade ( bonus if you add what it is )

[ serenade ]  for  my  muse  to  sing  to  your  muse

[ caress ]  for  your  muse  to  gently  run  their  hand  down  my  muse’s  face

[ caught ]  for  your  muse  to  catch  my  muse  wearing  their  shirt .

[ love letter ]  for  your  muse  to  give  my  muse  a  love  letter  they  wrote  for  them

[ boop ]  for  your  muse  to  boop  my  muse  on  the  nose

[ date ]  for  my muse  to  ask  your  muse  to  go  on  a  date

[ confess ]  for my muse  to  confess  their  feelings  to  your  muse

[ sleepy ]  for  my muse  to  slowly  fall  alseep  on  your muse

#g: meme #i swear ill write again eventually

[arieteis]

This is a tumblr hug! if you receive this, send it to 10 people you love & appreciate but if you break the chain it's okay cause the most important thing is that you know you're loved and appreciated 🌟

YOU’RE SO CUTE ILY 🥺💚

#f: ooc. #i still dk my tags. #JSHSKDNDK ILY ! WTF

[arieteis]

𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 / 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓   ♡   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

    change any gendered language to your needs.  ♡

“   you  don’t  have  to  hide  your  tears  from  me .   ” “   you’re  doing  great ,   okay ??   i mean it .   ” “   you  are  so  strong .   ” “   please  don’t  ever  give  up .   ” “   i  will  always  believe  in  you .   ” “   why  do  you  always  think  you  have  to  do  everything  on  your  own ??   ” “   it’s  okay ,   i’m  here .   i’ll  always  be  here .   ” “   you’ve  always  been  strong  for  me .   let  me  return  the  favor .   ” “   just  listen  to  my  heartbeat ,   okay ??   ” “   come  on ,   take  a  deep  breath .   it’s  gonna  be  alright .   ” “   please ,   just  hold  me .   ” “   you  always  meant  the  world  to  me .   i’m  sorry  i  let  you  forget  that .   ” “   i  never  stopped  loving  you .   ” “   you’ll  feel  better  if  you  talk  about  it .   i’m  here  to  listen .   ” “   you’re  so  much  more  than  the  mistakes  you’ve  made .  ” “   i  forgive  you .   ” “   you  are  so  fucking  powerful .   ” “   i’m  not  leaving  you  here .   ” “   i  trust  you  more  than  anyone  else  in  this  universe .   ” “   it’s  okay  to  be  confused .   nobody  has  all  the  answers .   ” “   i’m  so ,   so  sorry .   you  didn’t  deserve  that .   ” “   healing  is  not  linear ,   but  it’s  always  moving  forward .   ” “   you  can  admit  that  you’re  hurting .   it’s  okay  to  not  be  okay .   ” “   hold  my  hand ??   ” “   you  are  my  home .   ” “   no  matter  what  anyone  else  says ,   you  are  so  important  to  me .   ” “   don’t  worry .   i’ll  protect  you .   ” “   shh ,   it  was  just  a  nightmare .   you’re  safe .   ” “   don’t  talk  about  yourself  like  that .   ” “   just  say  the  word .   you  know  i’d  do  anything  for  you .   ” “   you  are  loved .   ” “   i  just  need  a  hug .   ” “   i’ll  destroy  anything  that  so  much  as  thinks  of  harming  you .   ” “   don’t  ever  let  anyone  make  you  feel  ashamed  of  who  you  are .   ” “   you’re  not  alone .   you’re  stuck  with  me  forever .   sorry .   ” “   well ,   hello  sleeping  beauty .   you  fell  asleep  on  me .   ” “   if  you  don’t  take  your  butt  back  to  bed ,   i  will  carry  you  there  myself .   ” “   i’m  sorry  to  wake  you  up ,   but  i  really  need  someone  to  talk  to .   ” “   i  hate  seeing  you  like  this   …   please ,  let  me  help .   ” “   you  are   &   always  will  be  precious  to  me .   ” “   i  can’t  believe  that  asshole  said  that  to  you .   it’s  not  true ,   you  know .    ” “   you  want  me  to  punch  him  in  the  face  ??   ” “   you  deserve  every  good  thing  in  the  world .   ” “   you  know  i  always  have  your  back .   ” “   you  don’t  have  to  worry  about  anything ,   as  long  as  i’m  around .   ” “   stop  apologizing ,   okay ??   i’ve  already  told  you  i’ve  forgiven  you  a  hundred  times now .   ” “   don’t  beat  yourself  up  over  this .   be  kind  to  yourself ,   it’s  not  your  fault .   ”

#f: meme #IDK MY TAGS ANYMORE 😭 #anyway...

[arieteis]

protect asian lives. say it with me.

“protect asian lives”

asians worldwide are being beaten and killed. and it keeps going unnoticed. if you are being silent, fuck you.

the amount of hate crimes against asians have risen 1900%. it’s not our fucking fault we are in this pandemic. asians arent a virus or a disease. leave us the fuck alone.

now say it again.

PROTECT ASIAN LIVES

#ooc #ive posted a lot on insta and twitter abt this so why not here too #stay safe guys

[arieteis]

Le Carnaval Des Animaux, R.125 - VII. Aquarium

By Composer Camille Saint-Saëns

Performed By Conductor Ondrej Lenard and The Slovak Radio Symphony Orchestra

#i: music #c: piper #c: aoi

[arieteis]

@lofikids in response to this.

she can’t help that her immediate response is to roll her eyes so hard it nearly hurts paired with her lightly shoving colt’s shoulder with a small huff. of course, on her end, she was really only trying to help. even if it were only a nosebleed, in a way he had gotten hurt trying to “rescue” her in the first place, even though she certainly hadn’t been in any need of saving to begin with. the other male who’d been speaking to her had only been trying to flirt, much to anzu’s annoyance, but she was handling it gracefully enough on her own before colt decided to barge into the conversation. well, at least his heart was in the right place.

“not at all, ugly.” she retorts, sticking her tongue out at him, her nose scrunching up in the process. their friendship was an odd one, at least to anzu, because they bickered more than they got along. that was mainly due to anzu’s own ability to grow irritated over the most simple of things, but his general behavior didn’t help anything. she finds herself snorting when he speaks again, completely checked out of her initial panic over his bloody nose. he could continue to bleed for all she cared. “and what exactly is that supposed to mean, huh? you’re implying i’m wasting my face? how?” 

she hates to admit that she’s offended, but the comment did sting a little. it wasn’t as though she hadn’t heard something similar before, and perhaps it’s thinking of that woman that has her blood boiling all over again. somehow he’d managed to get a rise out of her by barely even lifting a finger, how annoying. why did she spend time with him again? with that thought she turns on her heel and begins to stomp away, suddenly determined to find herself a nice cup of hot chocolate and perhaps better company as well.

“you suck!” she makes sure to shout that over her shoulder, but despite her current exasperation, inwardly she hoped he’d follow. getting drinks by yourself was so lonely, and she was tired of being alone.

#p: anzu #r: colt #lofikids #yooooo

[arieteis]

@urianius :-)

the number you have dialed has been disconnected. please...

not again! maybe he’d gotten the wrong number? surely that had to be it, no way would sieun move on with her life and not take her favorite friend with her. right? right? the more he thinks about it, the more he begins to second guess himself. this is exhibited by the back and forth pacing in his room, his bleached hair sticking out in every single possible direction from him endlessly tugging on it, and his bottom lip being painted a bright cherry red from his constant gnawing at it. he’s rubbed at his eyes through his fake glasses (no lenses, because who needed those, i mean come on) multiple times by now and if he had any sense he’d just throw them to the side. he was in his own room, now circling the edges, why was he wearing glasses in the first place? then, all of the sudden, it’s as though a lightbulb goes off in his head and he halts, pointing a finger up to the sky as his face lights up with his signature boxy grin. he had it. he’d just go bother her at work! watch out, sieun, he has an urgent need to go over all his crush drama and his partner in crime wasn’t there to listen to him cry. blasphemous! 

dressed in his usual get up of mismatched clothing, this time a bright orange hoodie with a striped yellow turtleneck peeking out from the neck and plaid pants paired with white sneakers with the signature red swish on the side, he barges out of his own home, pausing the pose for effect like a true superhero. it was a wonder yerin hadn’t fallen in love with him yet. he was a catch. well, when he was off doing his hero duties, in any case. he was a pretty regular guy otherwise. maybe yerin would only like his alter identity. he’s about to frown at the thought but slaps his cheek before he allows himself the chance, then pats them both gently and puffs his chest out before stomping down the hall. there was nothing baekhyun couldn’t do, and winning the heart of the cute barista was one of those things! he just needed his backup to support him was all! it’d been too long since they hung out (three days, exactly, he was absolutely losing his mind) and he was determined to fill her in on every single thing that’d happened in the terribly long time spent apart.

>he makes sure to wave at every last person he sees on the way out, taking special time to greet his elderly neighbors and even getting side tracked to help the lovely mrs. park with her flowers. he even almost got stung by a bee. just hero duties! he’d have to tell sieun all about it how he bested the yellow beast to make sure the peonies looked positively lovely, as mrs. park always said. peonies were his favorite flower, then again, they were the prettiest in the elderly woman’s garden, so it may or may not have been solely for that reason. once he’d given the flowers the attention they needed he continued his perilous journey to sieun’s place of work where he’d plop himself down outside and wait for her like a lost puppy waiting for its owning, tail tucked between the legs and all. with that in mind, he makes sure to stop into his favorite cafe which happens to be on the way, only to find the apple of his eye not working that day. of course, there was an unread text from her waiting for him in his phone, but he was much too nervous to open it. after all, he had accidentally called her cute and then screamed internally for approximately thirty minutes after the fact. that was actually the reason he’d decided he needed to bother sieun, anyway, what were you supposed to do after you accidentally admitted to your attraction? cry? change your name? flee the country? all very good choices in his book, but sieun was always so great at giving advice unless it came to working out, so he’d rely on her for the final word.

thus, with coffee in hand he plops down on a ledge near where sieun worked. he texts the wrong number a good three times before he gives up, cursing himself for resetting it in the first place after he’d sent the text to yerin earlier. but, hey, could you blame him? love was dangerous! resetting his phone in a panic was his only real option! but now he couldn’t remember anybody’s number. well, his mom’s, but besides that he was at a loss (he always failed to remember it was backed up on his laptop somewhere). he’s just about finished with his coffee when a familiar face emerges and he jumps to his feet so fast he sends the cup of coffee tumbling to the ground where the rest uncerimoniously splatters out onto the concrete. he takes a moment to mourn the lost coffee before he runs ahead straight into sieun’s line of sight, bouncing up and down excitedly in front of her before remembering he’d accidentally littered. that definitely went against the hero code of honor! 

“wait. wait! give me a second.” he leaves no room for argument as he darts back over to take care of his trash, attempting to toss it in the trashcan like a basketball player on to miss by a miserable distance. he pouts momentarily before giving in and throwing it away like a normal person and then he’s right in her face again, shoving his phone into her field of vision. “listen! i have an emergency. but first, i lost your number. and everyone else’s, but that’s besides the point! i’m in danger!”

they fall into their normal back and forth. it isn’t long before she brings up working out. looks like it’s time for him to run. then he remember she’d just catch him anyway. sieun would make such a terrifying villain. he makes sure to tell her that. he absolutely deserved the horrible workout regiment she’d put him through later.

#urianius #bbh #HE LIVES #I JUST PULLED THIS OUT OF NOWHERE BUT DFJDSKL IT WAS FUN TOW RITE EVEN THOUGH IT MAKES NEXT TO NO SENSE LMAO #as a happy three yrs to bbh *blows kiss*

[arieteis]

Hi, I have a problem. Please help me.

#ooc #:))))))))) fuck

[arieteis]

tagged by: @f8less​ stealing ur format as usual ;-)

tagging: anyone who’d like to do it!!

ONE ( ALIAS / NAME ):  eggs 

TWO ( BIRTHDAY ):  march 23

THREE ( ZODIAC SIGN ):  aries

FOUR ( HEIGHT ):  5′5.5 probably

FIVE ( HOBBIES ):  games, crying about homework, having too much energy but no attention span, experiencing writer’s block hehe

SEVEN ( FAVOURITE BOOKS ):  idk.... please... i don’t remember how to read anymore

EIGHT ( LAST SONG LISTENED TO ):  love you too much - lucky daye

NINE ( LAST SHOW WATCHED ):  i don’t remember i thiiiink it was adventure time?? i’m not a big tv watcher

TEN ( INSPIRATION FOR MUSE ):  all over the place,,, for baekhyun it was just a picture on pinterest. hwiyoung, jisung and anzu are all based off video game characters and sooyoung (who’s dead atm) was inspired loosely off of fairly odd parents. i kind of come up with stuff on the whim and roll with it usually.

ELEVEN ( MEANING BEHIND YOUR URL ):  ‘Arietis is a double star in the northern constellation of Aries’ :-)

#ooc #kjdfksl this writers block is killing me but it's fine... it's fine

[arieteis]

some random headcanons //

( just some random hcs i thought of !! this can b revised at any point it’s mainly just here for me to jot some ideas down bc i can’t write rn )

hwiyoung:

after asking yeonmi out he’s a little bit terrified he’s going to mess things up so he’s been constantly walking on eggshells when it comes to anything ~romantic~. he’s hesitant to even hold hands with her yet

that being said, personality wise he hasn’t changed at all, though he no longer views her as a pest and actually really adores her even if he can’t quite put that into words. he’s incredibly thankful for not only her friendship but the fact she put up with him being a petty thief as well as dragging her to mcdonalds at least once a week

he’s still a petty thief though, don’t get me wrong. he has barely any money to his name and he’s too prideful to ask for help and would rather find ways to make things work on his own

he’s definitely stopped lying as much, mainly because now that he’s close with yeonmi he feels like he doesn’t have as much to hide, but he’ll be tight lipped around pretty much anyone else still especially when it comes to his past

he always checks his phone first thing when he wakes up and he’s hopeful he has at least one text waiting for him. even if he doesn’t, he’ll text yeonmi first thing no matter what. usually something annoying followed by ‘good morning!! ☆(◒‿◒)☆’ or something similar

he doesn’t have many friends but he has plenty of acquaintances, most are from when he was a bit younger so they’re not incredibly close especially since most of them followed a much different path than he did

doesn’t even think of going to school at all but if pressed or given the opportunity he would because he knows it’d be helpful in the long run. if given the chance, he’d study psychology, but considering he can’t afford it, it’s the last thing on his mind

filters through the same several outfits all the time. his closet is relatively empty and he doesn’t have too much interest in fashion to begin with. if he does, he just asks yeonmi’s opinion and goes with whatever she suggests

his hair is currently long mainly because he’s too lazy to keep up with constant trims. he thinks about going back to platinum often because he thinks it looks cool but doesn’t want to deal with the upkeep either. it’s slightly curly naturally and currently a nice brown

has terrible handwriting. he likes to write yeonmi stupid notes from time with little doodles just because

still keeps a small collection of various items in his room but the size of it has gone down considerably in the past two years. his apartment is also much cleaner now and he has more decorations overall. now it looks like a home rather than a shell he was just living in

despite being nicer overall than he used to be, he can still come off rather rude to strangers because he doesn’t exactly hold back and can be somewhat cold

baekhyun:

absolutely enamored with yerin, the coffee shop girl. finally got the guts to talk to through after constant pep talks from his friends. luckily, for him, she thought the way he tripped over all his words and turned as red as a tomato was endearing

speaking of coffee, he hates it. but he drinks it anyway because he needs the caffeine. he will only order super sugary drinks otherwise he’ll probably spat it out and whine

since time has passed, he’s upgraded from only doing housework to actually taking on tasks some may consider superhero worthy, except they’re still not to the level he’d like to be. that being said, his imagination still plays up absolutely everything he does so helping an old lady cross the road makes him feel super accomplished

back to yerin: she’s actually on the complete opposite end of the scale, her family is a line of supervillains, but she hasn’t quite revealed herself (nor does she want to for obvious reasons) but inevitably this will come to a head as baekhyun continues to grow as a hero and she, too, grows as a villain

still an absolute MESS when it comes to fashion and hair. he can’t put together an outfit to save his life and his hair can maybe be considered a nicely styled bedhead (think: get you alone mv). bright, obnoxious colors and clashing patterns are his favorite

as a side hobby baekhyun got into fps shooters. he’s terrible at them. somehow he’s garnered a small following from streaming nonetheless (really it’s because despite being an idiot he’s quite funny) he eventually wants to move on to other games too

still hates working out. sieun if you’re out there... i’m so sorry

still has a small desire to go back to school, but he’s too caught up in all his other hobbies and work that he hasn’t had the time to look into it. in reality, he’s just really distracted, but he does spend most of his time doing his ‘superhero duties’ so he blames it on that if his friends call him out on the fact he still hasn’t called 

incredibly clumsy unless he’s in the zone. constantly covered in bruises and scratches and broke his arm a year ago trying to do a backflip to show off to his friends. he did not land well, nor did he complete the backflip

anzu:

recently picked up ballet classes again to work on her balance and form. she finds it’s one of the few places she can fully relax and zone out for an hour or two besides when she practices gymnastic routines

a small part of her wishes she could still compete in gymnastics, but she knows getting back into it would be incredibly difficult. it’s been something she’s been playing with in her mind a lot lately, especially due to the fact she has the time, but her own nervousness holds her back

as of lately, her nightmares have grown much worse and she hasn’t been able to sleep. she’s irritable most days as well as distracted and not fully there

she’s attempting to open up more about her own emotions as she’s beginning to realize keeping everything bottled up is only making things worse. that being said, there’s few people she trusts with this information as she doesn’t want to bother anybody as well as the fact that she’s always anxious talking about her feelings will change people’s perspectives about her to be more negative

generally has pretty low self esteem. does not believe it when people compliment her, but usually she’ll accept it to be polite

surprisingly argumentative with certain people and sometimes it shocks even herself

still terrible at darts and not very into movies as she can’t sit down and focus through the whole thing to save her life

video games are still a major stress reliever for her, though lately she finds it difficult to get into them

despite the fact she’s relatively close with her aunt and uncle, lately she hasn’t spoken to them much either. she’s pulled away from most things due to her terrible mood and only really goes out for work or if a friend pries her from her apartment. secretly, she’s grateful, but she’ll whine until she’s actually out at which point she’ll actually enjoy herself

music wise she’s been listening to a lot of classical. it calms her. she doesn’t know the names of any of the songs she likes, though, and would be hard pressed to name anybody besides the most well known composers

she’s been playing around with the idea of going to school finally and her aunt and uncle would support her financially (through her parents, of course) but as she has no idea what she’d like to study she still holds off on this

wants to travel more of the world but she never has a lot of money because she makes so many impulsive purchases and she’d never ask her aunt and uncle for help unless it were an emergency situation

most of her bad mood comes from conflicting memories that are starting to sprout up, but she doesn’t quite understand what’s going on yet. her migraines (and headaches in general) have gotten much worse and more frequent, as well

her aunt/uncle have gently pressed for her to go back to therapy but she refuses assuring them nothing is wrong. she has a weird idea of it thanks to her prior visits and is just generally distrustful of the whole idea now unfortunately 

she’s so down in the dumps rn i want to fight her. that’s a hc too. thank u

#hc. #anzu. #bbh. #hwi. #KFSFKLSFMKLS this is messy ! #but !!! some ideas i jst threw down

[arieteis]

random moments send a symbol for…  

🧠 a time my muse thought about yours. 

☀️ a time my muse let yours take care of them.  

📱 a time my muse texted / called yours.  

🗯️ a time my muse didn’t text / call yours.

🖼️ a time my muse talked about someone from their past.

🌷 a time my muse said they loved yours. 

💔 a time my muse said they hated yours.

💧 a time my muse cried.

💡 a time my muse laughed.

🔥 a time my muse got caught doing something bad.

👀 a time my muse told a lie. 

🌙 a time my muse told the truth.

🍎 a time my muse felt safe with yours.

🍃 a time my muse left home.

⚙️ a time my muse talked about something they made, drew, built.      

#m #for u kno.. when muse returns.. whenever that is

[arieteis]

#i #anzu #hwi

[arieteis]

things you said: 43 leo/anzu <3 <3 <3 FDMSMDF,D,S;A

things you said when you kissed me goodnight

i hate it here.

she despised the smug look that always worked its way onto leo’s face whenever the other taunted her, whether it be through one of her many insults or the way she purposely pushed on anzu’s buttons in order to get her squirm. though, it was not for the reason she’d like to believe it was. it’d be too simple to state it was because she didn’t like the other woman, but it was much more complicated, and the fact it wasn’t straightforward was the reason for her distress in the first place. still, standing here before the other, the only thought running through anzu’s mind was how desperately she wanted to wipe that look of leo’s face.

it hadn’t always been this way. in the beginning, the look in particular would only serve to fluster anzu, leading her to nervously play with the fabric of her sleeves under the other’s prying gaze, but overtime it’d evolved into something anzu couldn’t stand seeing. she wasn’t exactly sure where she’d drawn the line, but there was something about seeing leo satisfied that only served to anger her rather than cause her to blush and fumble over her words. this time was no different, and despite the fact they were standing in the middle of her own living room, she felt no comfort in her surroundings, instead attempting to fight off the irritation building within her the more leo continues to speak. she feels the tell tale signs of her anger and she can tell leo picks up on it too, she was too keen not to. 

“what is it, baby, getting angry over a little joke?”

anzu doesn’t register the way her hands tightly curl into fists until they hurt, her eyes widening momentarily as she attempts to compose herself, properly adjusting herself into a semi relaxed stance as she frowns. leo’s laughter does nothing to calm her, but she stays rooted to the spot for the moment, unwillingly to run away as much as she wanted to. it’d be too easy to escape into the confines of her own room, but something inside her was compelling her to stay and face the other head on. she wasn’t sure if she liked this side of her yet, but it was too soon to tell if her three second decision to stand her ground would bring upon any real consequences.

“you’re not going to say anything back? looks like i was right!”

she doesn’t frown but instead her face twists into a scowl, her body tightening right back up into that tensed position she’d become so used to whenever she was in leo’s presence. now, even trying to will herself to calm down, she can’t quite bring herself to do it and she only grows irritated with herself for allowing leo to crawl under her skin yet again. even so, she refused to walk away.

“shut up, leo.” her voice comes out weaker than she intends and she hears the snort from the other side of the room. leo opens her mouth to speak again, but anzu’s quick to interrupt, tired of letting the other control the conversation every single time they spoke. “i’m sick of you being so mean to me, and for what? i’ve never even done anything to you.” it’s a feeble attempt at fighting leo off and she knows it, but she hadn’t had enough time to wrack her brain for anything better, the small huff that escapes her only solidifies how fragile her defense was.

the smug expression returns and anzu’s fingers tighten. she really hated that expression. it ruffled her, not only because of why it was there, but because she found it wickedly attractive. the problem was, finding anything about leo alluring at all was confusing enough, and she hated to admit to herself that she liked anything at all about the other besides the weird relationship they’d stumbled into. she couldn’t exactly consider it friendship, but she supposed labeling leo as an enemy would be too much. she didn’t know where they fell, but she was positive that she was charmed by a smirk of all things. sometimes, if not all the time, she really hated her own mind.

“you’re quiet. thinking about me again? we could always pull the maid outfit back out again.”

so sure the other has more to say, anzu takes her chance to make her way over before leo has the chance to slip an insult in. she didn’t want to hear it, and she’d do anything to both shut her up and get rid of the infuriating look that drove her mad. though, once she finds herself just a few paces away from leo, she finds herself at a loss. she stops just a step away and faces the other with wide eyes, the gears in her mind whirring for something, anything, but she comes up blank. for a moment, nothing happens, but as with anytime she was around leo, the silence didn’t last long.

but anzu doesn’t hear it, the blood rushing to her head drowns it out as she takes that last step forward, brows furrowing together as she frowns.

“god, just shut up already, leo!” it comes out rushed, and harsher than she expects, but she doesn’t allow herself to dwell on it for long, her body seemingly acting on it’s own as she grabs the other by the cheeks and leans in to press their lips together. it’s nothing too pleasant, anzu only lingering for a few second before she realizes what she’s done, pulling away as though she’d been burned her cheeks bright red as she casts her gaze off to the side. she momentarily forgets to pull her hands away and they rest upon leo’s cheeks, similar to that day she found her on the floor, before she pulls those too away. it’s eerily silent, and anzu can’t even bring herself to chance a look at the other. not yet. she’d never done something so wildly impulsive before, but she didn’t exactly regret it. she, instead, was more perplexed at the fact she wasn’t running away immediately, but still standing there like a fool right in front of leo.

“that’s it?”

leo’s voice is enough to pull her out of her own thoughts, and anzu finds herself, once again, faced with that frustrating look on her face again. still blushing, she frowns, determined now more than ever after her taunt to not back down. she shakes her head in response, more to herself than the other, and leans in again similar to how she had before before she can talk herself down. this time when they meet, anzu doesn’t pull away, instead pressing impossibly closer despite her lingering shyness. it’d been so long since she touched anyone like this, so besides the fact it was leo, she would be lying if she stated it were anything but pleasant. she awkwardly moves her hands from leo’s face down to her waist, gentle in her grasp as she tugs the other closer to her, determined to leave leo as witless as her even if it were only for a few moments. if anything, she assumed her tongue slipping into leo’s mouth could do the talking for her.

from there, she’s unsure who takes the lead, where one body ends and the other begins, but as they end up in her bedroom bathed in the moonlight peeking in through the window, she tells herself she’ll could mull over her actions in the morning.

#opulensed #r #anzu #ME PUTTING THIS UNDER A READ MORE FOR TW: TERRIBLE KISSING #I RLY DID JUST END IT SFJSKLMFSMFLKSM #I HATE IT HEERREEEE