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mythvoiced · 1 year
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len!! time for me to enable you- TELL ME ABOUT SARANG'S CONNECTIONS >:3 who is significant in her life and why and what does she think of them?? <3
@clemencetaught | FERRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I got so excited at seeing you in my inbox that I pressed a weird keyboard shortcut and got kicked back to dash which is quite something I have no idea what happened, BUT THANK YOU FOR ENABLING ME BECAUSE, GUESS WHAT, MYUNGDAE AND NELL ARE ON THIS LIST, PLEASE HOLD---
Ahem~ This includes canon verse connections & as well as rp partner muses
The Order as a large entity is her most prominent connection, I won't go into much detail because it's just... her position in it is central aspect to her story, so I'd just be spouting wildly if I went into it again here~ BUT I NEED TO MENTION @theimpalpable 's Nae-Gil (fellow knight!!!!!!!!!!!!!) because he's fucking everything to me, they haven't gotten to interact, to establish a dynamic but he means so much to me and I love Alex so much
Sköll/Jeon Hui & Jeon San Her brothers, one you might recognise as another muse of mine, the other is her late older brother; they were a situation of Three, San was a bit older than Hui & Sarang, while Sarang was perhaps only one, two years older than Hui. San was the one she felt she could rely on in terms of a sturdy, present male figure in her life and formative years, even though he was a teenager when she was a child, he still gave her more sense of worth, of being deserving of respect than she could have asked of her parents. She looked up to him, and while she had a propensity for trying to escape the role society demanded of her in lieu of being a yangban woman, she'd actually try to 'play the part' for him, to facilitate his existence as the oldest. She was much more... content, for lack of better terms, in living that womanhood at the time, because even though San's ideals weren't too progressive (as in, he was the type to say 'it is what it is') and since child her had trusted him to want what's best for her, if he thinks perhaps it's best to play along to make sure she can stay safe and live well, she'd felt it easier to go along with it. Hui, on the other hand, was her baby. As someone with the inability to feel pain, Hui had always been a terribly accident-prone child, so he was coddled by the family, Sarang included. She felt protective of him, and since he couldn't be treated like any regular yangban son since he was a mess and couldn't be left alone according to the Jeon's, even as adults they spent most of their time with each other, she as the daughter who'd have to wait to be married, and he as the hopeless youngest. She learned a sense of belonging through him, responsibility, cameraderie. Partners in crime, sneaky siblings with a knack for lying. Her brothers were everything to her and she misses them dearly.
Black Knight/Shin Myungdae (YOU ♥) NOW I do NOT in the SLIGHTEST demand this is an actual connection, but I do need to say that meeting Myungdae has added something to Sarang's character that I couldn't have found without you. Writing her as a femme fatale was 'easy' enough with the setups I already had, but having her face off against a mysterious man with a righteous cause and so much baggage to carry around, especially as the Black Knight before getting to meet him as Myungdae on that bench? Meeting the Black Knight evoked in her this potential of... I can't quite explain it. She's an assassin, a con-artist, but that chess game against Myungdae put her in a new light for me? She seems much more fleshed out, all of a sudden, with deeper motivations, with expressions of sorrow that make me think so much more about her. His class, the way he moves, the way he handles himself, if she ever were to stumble into anything that would reveal that he's an outlaw for good reasons, there's something about getting to figure out how she reacts to Myungdae and Black Knight that is revealing something hidden deep within her. A sense of justice she can't allow herself the luxury of having, the longing of being more than a pawn not just for freedom but also because maybe she wants to be part of something bigger, something good. Maybe she wants to use her skills and fight on the right side for once. It's a very dormant thought, she can't afford looking at it and feel all the frustration that comes with not having the option to follow this path. But even beyond what I'm discovering of her, I just truly love that I get to sneak Sarang a little bit into this verse, THROUGH NELL TOO. Because it's?? It's so very HUGE, it's so incredibly well-written and developed, having any of my muses interact with it makes ME feel like I'm part of something bigger. She truly spends a lot of time thinking about Black Knight, wondering about him, what his deal is, she can't figure him out, but she'd like to.
Nell Jones (@ofgentleresolve tagging even tho it's u so i can Promo™) SAME THING here, not demanding an actual connection, you simply write such amazing characters that they INSTANTLY impact mine; Nell is dragging Sarang through the gutter for the sole reason that, even in those few replies I wrote you, she's forgetting herself. Nell has such an incredible presence, energy when Sarang gets to interact with her, that she has to constantly remind herself of the act she's putting up. It's so easy to get lost in Nell's smiles and awkward demeanour that Sarang constantly analysing it is written out on purpose to underline how hyperfocused she's forcing herself to be, to avoid slipping up and forgetting that she isn't who she's claiming to be, that she can't be allowed to be who she was before Sarang. It doesn't happen often that Sarang will forget... about Sarang. But something about Nell makes her want to. I'M NOT trying to push for anything either, this doesn't have to mean anything, it's just the effect Nell has on her~
Calixtus Orion (@uroborosymphony Lynnie ma chère~) Calista, oh god, Calista, CALISTA!! Have I mentioned -clears throat- -starry eyes- Calista? Lynnie has irreversibly blessed me by allowing me to create a connection to her Calista, this plot, this connection, the dynamic, the fact that I'm obsessed with Calista, everything here is so deep and fucking amazing, I truly lack the words to be able to describe them. She's blessed me with a catalyst, nonetheless. A desire beyond her understandable desire for freedom. Sarang sees in Calista righteous anger, even though she's not kind, even though she's a powerful bloodthirsty unhinged mass murderer and war criminal, Calista is the first in a near endless plethora of encounters to make Sarang feel something, to make Sarang feel human in her inhumanity, make her fear for her life, make her reach for something deep within herself that she does acknowledge but not allow as much outlet as she thinks she does. Yes, Sarang is angry, yes she knows she deserves better, but even that instinct has begun mellowing out, numbing with time. The Sarang we meet today is much more... alive than the Sarang prior to meeting Calista. Sarang had set out to free herself and then nearly lost herself in the drag of routine carried on for centuries. Then, Calista came, powerful, angry, beautiful, and Sarang can't get her out of her head. She's the reason Sarang's fire burns again and no matter who she's with or what she does, she can only bite as fiercely and snarl this powerfully because Calista reinvigorated it within her.
Nakamura Suki (@kamipyre Ferre?? OMG Ferre~ it's you~ ♥) Another God-Tier character design that impacted Sarang two seconds after meeting her. It's violently implied, but did you know that Sarang doesn't have friends? That Sarang never had female friends? That Sarang never got to experience the epic highs and lows of casual friendships? Suki is violently important to her as a character because she's... well, to be honest, simply because of her personality, how she presents herself. Suki drags a part of Sarang out of her that hasn't existed since... before her death? Youthful Sarang, a Sarang who liked to play harmless pranks on San and gang up on him with Hui, who'd get scolded for getting dirty in the internal gardens, who's always been bad-ish at singing but enjoyed doing it in secret just because she was told it was a ginseng thing to do and a yangban lady should not favour the arts (she doesn't, but yknow). Suki makes her... young, energetic. Like she might be allowed to have fun.
Lee Hyuk (@jeoseungsaja ALEX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) Here is where Sarang truly gets to shine as the brat she's secretly capable of being. This connection, minute as it may be, AND OBVIOUSLY doesn't have to be official, he simply has impacted her, sticks to my brain like Glue™. Not only because I'm a huge hyurick fan and the idea that I get to interact with both involved parties in this very painful Black Knight verse via the same character, meaning Sarang has met both figures in this fantastic ship that has me glance through the window at you guys just sort of choking on how amazing y'all are, but Hyuk as a whole is completely unlike any personality type Sarang makes herself actively interact with over and over again. She puts up a lot of acts, but when it comes down to it, some just... tire her out. If she were forced to butt heads with Hyuk, she'd probably grow tired of it pretty fast. Truth is, though, she doesn't have to. She just likes messing with him. He's an interesting fella with the most stubbornly kept frown in the entire world, poking and prodding at him to see what might make him burst is fun. Going up to him to mess with his day is like... going to the beach on a day off. It's relaxing and fun. I'm so sorry Hyuk.
Amelia Sinclair (@astremourante Ami I lub you SO SO SO SO SO MUCH) Amelia is... -lies down on the floor- how will I ever be able to explain my feelings for her. Sarang and Amelia are... they're not exactly alike, but they have quite a few things in common that makes it violently interesting to see them face each other. The coping mechanisms, the being made into a weapon, the lack of female agency, the lack of escape, the using charm and physical promises to further goals, the violence. At the same time, though, their backgrounds are very different. Amelia did not have a SINGLE GOOD DAY in her childhood GODDAMMIT AMI; Sarang had been forced into fulfilling Womanhood in a way demanded of her during Joseon but she's never been... abused. Perhaps made to feel slightly lesser, or scolded with cold detachment, but she had a support group nonetheless, she had her older brother as pseudo-father figure, her pain starts when she's effectively an adult. Their trauma is violently different and as such, it impacts them differently, too. So, while they use similar social and actual weapons to fulfil the roles imposed on them, there's no actual guarantee that they'd understand each other as well as Sarang feels they might. There's chemistry here, if I may say that~ but there's also a fundamental misunderstanding on Sarang's part that she's figured Amelia out, or partly at least, that they're very much alike, that now she's just got to figure out who's going to win this game. She underestimates not Amelia herself, but the pain she went through, effectively fooled by how much work Amelia puts into not letting anyone see it. This makes this connection so very fking interesting because Sarang could learn something here, and also because I can't WAIT to see what Amelia's reactions to all this will be, I am obsessed with that woman oh god.
AND.... UH YEAH THIS POST IS GETTING LONG and I think I've covered connections/plots/threads I feel are deep enough that I'm allowed to yell about them, so.... thank you Ferre ♥
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clemencetaught · 9 months
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FERRE; SWEET, WONDERFUL, DEAR FERRE!!!! HAPPIEST OF BIRTHDAYS TO YOU 🎂🎉🥳🍰!!!!
May this day be full of fantastic moments, pleasant surprises, good company, delicious food and everything great that the world has to offer 💖 I hope this new year for you is covered with happiness, success, good health, memorable experiences and heartwarming situations 😊✨️!! I'm wishing you the best today and ALWAYS!!!
You are such a supportive, understanding, creative and marvelous soul;; your presence is a bright light that brings comfort, ease and joy 🥺 I thank you IMMENSELY for your friendship, for all those lovely chats where we freely go back and forth with our thoughts (I LOVE!! READING ALL YOU HAVE TO SHARE!! I'D READ ENTIRE BOOKS OF THAT!!); for all the stories we've written and developed together (ALL THOSE MARVELOUS PLOTS THAT BRING ME BOTH JOY AND PAIN ((but its okay, I signed up for the wounds 😭😂)), I KEEP THEM ALL IN MY HEART AND I AM CONTINUOUSLY THRILLED TO WRITE AND CREATE WITH YOU!!!) and for!! Giving my muses and I a chance 🥲
It's been nothing but AN HONOR, to get to know you, chat and write with you, and I hope we continue to do this fOR MANY MORE YEARS (I mean…you're stuck with me, THE RECEIPT IS LOST SO YOU CANT RETURN ME HSOWAKBAAJ 😂)!!
It also makes me very happy to celebrate your birthday once more, I HAVE MY PARTY HAT ON AND I'M THROWING HEART-SHAPED CONFETTI ALL OVER THE PLACE 🎉🎉🎉🥳🥳🥳❤️
THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING, PLEASE HAVE A FANTABULOUS DAY!!! I CARE YOU AND ADORE YOU HEAPS, MY FRIEND!!!!
HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! ✨️✨️✨️✨️
@jeoseungsaja alex has me like:
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ALEX!!!! 🥰🥰🥰😭😭😭💕
you know nowadays it’s so weird to me?? To remember when there was a time where I wasn’t writing or plotting with you- it's hard to believe that we started writing together about two years ago...which is why i am SO GRATEFUL that you gave me the chance to not only write and plot with you but also be your friend 🥺🥺🥺 you are a SUCH a kind and thoughtful person and i'm sure everyone who is lucky enough to be mutuals with you can testify in my favor here and the judge is also biased towards me, sorry folks, the right to a fair trial in this case?? no such thing fjksldjf 😌
ANYWAYS i can only say i have such wonderful and intricate characters and plots on here because of my wonderful and creative partners such as you and all of our lovely mutuals 🥺🥺🥺 any day i get the chance to interact with you always is a good day in my book!! I always feel like a dash of dophmomine when I see u around 💕💕💕 and you know i am ALWAYS an excited puppy for our plots and  your characters ( and even MORE PLOTS….we could have 1923947373 and I would be down for more still DHDJDJD 😂😂😂 )- I also v sorry for the pain i gib u ( black knight verse )and for the pain coming in the future too ( thg verse WHICH ALSO THANK YOU JUMPING IN THE HOLE AND DRAGGING HYUK AND HAE GEON AND WILDER AND JAEHWAN AND ALL UR OTHER CHARACTERS IN TOO, it’s big enough for everyone 😌 )….if it helps it gives me pain too and any pain u gib me I shall take stride….I’ll also pay u ( and ur charas, hyuk especially )back with happiness I swear ( + tissues and consoling too 🥲🥲🥲 ) 💕💕💕💕
but thank YOU for your sweet, sweet message- I will admit when I woke up on my bday I wasn’t in most amazing of moods but reading ur message put a huge smile on my face ☺️☺️☺️ you are such a bright spot on this hellsite and most certainly a ☀️ on my dash and I am very thankful to have met you- I’m always in awe that I get to be able to interact with someone who is not only an excellent writer with characters that jump off the page but also a decent and genuinely all around good person 🥲🥲🥲 this is all to say just like you said, unfortunately for us both I will be stuck to u like superglue even after this hellsite dies 😂😂😂 not even returning the receipt will help u there!!
all in all though, thank you SO MUCH for the birthday wishes ( and YOUR GIFT DONT THINK YOURE GETTING AWAY WITH ME NOT NOTICING 🤩🤩🤩 )!! care you so much and I know for sure that this year will be as wonderful as the last since you’ll be there 🥰🥰🥰
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ofgentleresolve · 1 year
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@jeoseungsaja​​ sent:
"It's you, isn't it."  At this point, it's no longer surprising to catch a shadow plastered on the dilapidated wall. At this point, he can recognize said shadow; take note of the outline of unmistakable hat. There's a long pause after something that might sound like a revelation; his back facing the vigilante as fingers carefully graze long leafs of Lily of the Valley. A little, saddened smile tugs at his lips, before letting out an elongated sigh. "The one who puts water in this plant once in a while." Touch releases itself from the damp green, turning about so he can address the Black Knight.
He doesn't understand. Doesn't understand why the masked vigilante does these things: comes around whenever he pleases, for as long as the door remains with that shabby lock (a lock Hyuk himself hasn't even changed due to a million penurious excuses; it almost feels like the detective welcomes him through actions, even if his stubborn words might say otherwise) and, on top of that, is observant enough to tell when this plant needs water.
Hyuk knows Nakamura uses the watering can to give the Lily of the Valley much needed showers whenever he forgets to do so, but it's almost impossible for the plant to remain this damp after hours of its last round of water. Plus, he doesn't think it's a coincidence that the leaves have fresh droplets of liquid on occasions he's found the Black Knight inside his office. Truly? He could question him about it, be relentless and ask why he's doing this, why does he even care; continue with worded brawls until one of them lurches forward.
But he doesn't. Instead, he looks down, pretends that he's busying himself with something else as he walks to his desk and takes a paper crane that wasn't there earlier. Suki must've folded some papers around here. Again. He's too tired to mind tonight.
"Thank you." He finally says, in the shape of a whisper more than anything else. "That plant...the--flower---" What is he doing? Is he about to tell him what it symbolizes? God, he must be losing his mind now. Head lifts, looking at the Black Knight and those eyes that unnerve him.
 A hand waves in dismissal.  He can't. He'll be too vulnerable.
 "Nothing. Just...thank you."
(IDK WHAT THIS IS BUT KASHDIUWEDH PLS TAKE IT, I HOPE IT'S OKAY; AS ALWAYS PLS FEEL FREE TO DISMISS IF YOU'D LIKE, HAVE A FANTASTIC DAY FERRE C:!!!) || flowers!! + pain ( unprompted. )
For once, he does not flinch when the detective calls to him. How strange it has become, this ritual between the two of them to convene in Hyuk’s rundown office when the city trades its certainty for the illusion of peace. They both know better; a single lock, even one sturdier than the one Hyuk still has not replaced ( perhaps Patrick should nag him on it although most things roll off his dear friend’s back like water, irritants included. Inspector Im would know; Miss Nakamura would too ) doesn’t guarantee any safety. The best mechanism against danger is AWARENESS.
And yet, here the Black Knight is again, slipping through a window into the office awaiting one exhausted, bitter detective who has lost the plot according to his former co-workers, maybe even the public in general. He winces, a twinge of pain shooting up from his back, where the sutures he received the last time they spoke haven’t quite dissolved, the thread, pulling the skin there taut.
And yet, the Black Knight knows this tenderness isn’t only a physical sensation. Sometimes when he looks at his dear friend, it makes Patrick ache. The source of the pain is never clear in those instances and while he can pinpoint his back as one of the sources this time around, the whole picture remains blurry. The line between tangible and intangible blurs.
Sometimes, Hyuk reminds Patrick of an old wound, crusted from the passage of time. And yet still raw even after all these years: the way phantom limbs will ache even when the said ligament has been severed years ago.
Patrick remains leaning against the wall, the shadows obscuring half of his face, where his hat will not. His gloves are slightly damp from handling the watering can. If Hyuk were to check, there would be reminiscences of warmth wrapped around the handle in turn. The soil seemed on the dry side when he had slipped in through the window. Winters are never kind of flowers such as these. Patrick follows Hyuk’s gaze.
He hadn’t noticed it the first time around, that pot of flowers. He had been too busy, too focused on taking that USB Drive to pinpoint the source of that scent in the office. But it made sense the second time around, that coy scent of spring, lemons, and REBIRTH. A fragrance brave enough to make its presence known, but humble enough to avoid saccharinity. Coy, but not cloying. It settles over the office the same way the grief has settled over Hyuk in a heavy coat.
The Black Knight should be practical. He should tell Hyuk to get rid of that pot- doesn’t he realize it gives him away? Not everyone smells like a lily of the valley, this mute flower that not even the deftest of perfumiers can replicate. To keep such a plant in the vicinity will only invite more danger to Hyuk. And his colleagues.
And yet.
And yet.
“If you’re going to take care of it, do it right, or don’t try at all,” he says, half-heartedly. Perhaps in their earlier days, there would be more bite behind those words. And besides, Hyuk would most likely know better than anyone else how difficult it is to protect someone.
The flower jostles gently under Hyuk’s coaxing. The buddings rustle the way bells might and for once, he imagines something pleasant to accompany it- something like her laughter. Or maybe Hyuk thinks of him. Not the Black Knight, but of a Patrick Grace long since buried.
Patrick hasn’t seen one in years; his favorite flower- a native wildflower to the English countryside that signal the start of spring, a symbol of starting anew. And yet there is one more reason, in a box of memories he stashed away, he can recall for adoring this meek blossom-
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“…Do you know you what it’s supposed to represent?” He pushes off the wall and approaches the pot as Hyuk takes his usual seat at his desk. A light scent washes over the smell of smoke and burning for the briefest of moments as his thumb grazes the top of a leaf. “The coming of spring. Humility. Purity of heart. A return to happiness.”
In other words, starting over. Coming to terms after mourning.
Moving on.
( That’s not something Patrick deserves, but he knew that when he put the mask on. The greatest mercy he can ask for is sweet oblivion in the end. )
Hyuk gives something akin to a smile and something in Patrick clenches. ( If it feels something like guilt or regret even, he won’t acknowledge it. ) He lets his hand drop and turns away from his beloved friend, sharply.
“You should take a lesson from it.”
#jeoseungsaja#jeoseungsaja ( lee hyuk. )#( myungdae. )#( verse: a knight is but a gentleman with a sword. )#answered ( myungdae. )#everything changes everybody changes ( answered. )#going to you without any reason ( patrick & hyuk | black knight verse. )#you & hyuk: *tries to have one soft moment in this painful verse*#patrick: *defense activated*#I AM SO SORRY YOU BOTH....😭#BUT ALSO HE'S KINDA?? REFLECTING HYUK THERE :'D#just in being a little softer/kinder but still veiled and coarse :'D#HE GOT A POTENTIAL BONDING MOMENT AND HE SAID 'i don't like this'#PATRICK YOU KNOW HYUK WOULD NEVER TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THAT 😭#it's okay to you know feel something right?? 😭#okay BUT ALEX THE WAY HYUK IS LIKE....COARSE BUT YOU CAN SEE THE EMOTION LEAKING OUT HAS ME 😭#C'MON PATRICK HE TAKING A FEW STEPS FORWARD HERE#HE TREATED UR WOUNDS TOO ( not me SOBBING OVER UR RESPONSE BTW 😭- will yell about that more in depth i promise )#give a little too okay D-:#but also i said: i don't usually write in metaphors...they are tricky#patrick vc: wanna bet#JFKLSJDFLKSDJ he and myungdae really do....bring out the metaphors and similes in me :'D#but also alex!! THANK YOU SO MUCH?? FOR SENDING THIS IN :'D#this was so much fun to respond to much like all of our dynamics :'D#i put this as a continuation of sorts to our current thread if that's okay with you??#but if not I can definitely change things and anything else u would like me to tho!!#but for now PLS HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY AND I HOPE YOU ARE WELL AND CARE YOU LOTS <3 <3 <3
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spectercrums · 1 year
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Back when tigers smoked... I made fanart of https://twitter.com/scarydogfriend 's description of Song Ji-hu, the Primordial Tigress, a major NPC introduced in The Portent of Mid-Autumn Oneshot over at https://twitter.com/TeaTRPG_ and in https://twitter.com/HeavensPress 's preview of the Undying Corruption Ch. 1!
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kamipyre · 1 year
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@jeoseungsaja​ sent in: Word of advice: Suki, please never cease to be yourself because you're BADASS AS HECK, PLEASE TAKE ALL THE PAPER SAKURA BOUQUETS I'VE PREPARED IN YOUR HONOR || advice that’ll go for miles but really alex gives suki bad advice ( ft. word of advice meme. )
She knows her own worth.
It’s a lesson, a hard-earned one she’s had to learn over the years starting from when her parents had passed away. While many arson victims have had the ability to hide their scars over bundles of clothing, Suki has never had access to such a mechanism. 
Unless one counted a brown paper bag thrown over her head, but that was her high school’s bullies’ method of humiliation.
Folding origami back then wasn’t just a hobby for her- it was a way to build confidence. If she didn’t want to be just the ‘girl with a burnt face’ then she would need something else to distinguish herself by. Something that no one else could do, but more importantly something that would let her stay connected to the two people who had loved her above all else?
But of course self-esteem and a drive that are derived from an external goal could take her so far. Sooner or later, it burns out, leaving cinders behind in the aftermath- like in the aftermath of the VO-8, a time she never wants to return to. With the Origami Killer finally thrown behind bars once and for all, she had been…aimless for a long while there. Her desire finally fulfilled, but perhaps in the worst way possible too- where was she supposed to go from there.
( Her origami skills had dipped there too- what once were crisp lines suddenly turned unsure. Where the folds once aligned as seamlessly like stitches in the helm of a shirt became crooked. It didn’t make any sense! The more she tried to grasp at the mastery she thought she had, the further it seemed to slip away.
It wasn’t until she stopped completely that she realized her origami skills was in fact, parallel to her reasons for joining forensics. If she joined the LAPD to find her parents’ murderer, then her origami were but pale imitation of her father’s creations. Each and every one of them, she would be able to find cleaner if not sharper versions in his workshop had it not burned up then.
It became a test then. A crossroad of sorts there- would she keep clinging to the path she’s taken for all these years, or would she stray to a new path? Make her own version of origami- something that would be uniquely hers and hers alone?
Suki likes to think she’s on her way to finding her ANSWER. )
When she opens the door to her cubicle, she tenses at the unknown silhouette on the top of her- who was in her office and what did they leave her- it certainly doesn’t look like the dark green files the cases come in. She flicks the lights on, praying that whoever had snuck in ( she should have locked it, dammit- ) hadn’t found the files she had been waiting to give to Edgeworth-
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Only to pause. Oh- they’re sakura blossoms. Paper Sakura blossoms, similar to the ones she would fold…although she would have picked a different angle for the stems. And the petals too. And maybe the center too. There’s note tied to the bouquet too:
‘please never cease to be yourself’
She cups one of the branches. She learned the hard way, but without the year of no folding whatsoever, she would have never begun to develop her own version of origami. Would have never figured what reasons are not worth staying at the LAPD for.
“Never again.” She tells herself. Never again, she won’t go back to those times, for better or for worse.
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And then she turns around searching for her cardstock- these bouquets need a paper vase to rest in.
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ofgentleresolve-a · 2 years
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notable players ( 4/??? ): the king ( ft. lee hyuk )
THE KING. while it can move in any direction, the king may only move one square at a time and may not move into a space where another piece is being attacked. during the endgame, it has the potential to become a powerful offense force, but one must be careful; should it be captured with no means of escape, the game will be lost. the most important piece on the board and therefore, the most vulnerable.
( black knight. pawn. rook. king. )
photos do not belong to me, i only edited them; credit for the interpretation of lee hyuk goes to alex @jeoseungsaja!
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melloreturn · 1 year
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@jeoseungsaja always sending me some of the best things-
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FJKLSDJFLSKDJF ALEX WHY IS THIS SPOT ON WHEN IT COMES TO CIVILIAN SITUATIONS :'D it's ironic that i'm getting to this now bc when it comes to black knight things?? myungdae these days seems to be the reckless one rather than alfred considering that between the two of them he's the one getting injured the most and giving nell a heart attack 🥲 ( maybe a certain detective will help him think things thru- or maybe he'll just enable it who knows JKFLSJKLFDJ 🥲🥲🥲 )
but BUT- why do i see this meme as like, a reaction to maybe....myungdae taking an unwitting step forward in his private life after he reunites with hyuk like-
myungdae: i'm gonna go to the park now nell: oh that sounds exciting :D alfred: jfc about time you got a life
BUT ALEX!! THANK YOU?? SO MUCH FOR MAKING THIS WONDERFUL MEME ( and pls excuse me for hoarding it for almost a year now?? )- it means a lot to me :'D please have a wonderful day in the meanwhile and care you lots 💕💕💕
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derelictsouls · 1 year
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(Suddenly pops up after 30 years of absence with a cake and a party hat IUWHDEIUWEHD) HAPPY BIRTHDAY, FRIEND!!! Hope you have a year full of wonderful things! I wish you nothing but the very best today and always!! Have a fantastic, special day! 🎂❤️
wudufjwaoxoxpw please, I am only 27 not 57 sksks ( although mx back pain makes me feel like 57 sjsjs)
sjsjs I love you and you're so sweet and I appreciate these words so very much dkdksoaoa 🥰💕
I WANT A PARTY HAT TOO FKDKD FOX GOD GIMME THAT PARTY HAT
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interxstitial · 2 years
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@jeoseungsaja​ sent: “ HELLO! May I choose image 13? I HOPE IT WORKS but if it doesn’t, feel free to choose any other that might work (only if you’d like!) ALSO PLS feel free to use your new verse if you’d like (IT’S SUPER INTERESTING, I believe Reaper could be apt for it? Or Hyuk, even!) ; hope you’re having a nice day! ”
secret image starters: ACCEPTING!           you chose this!
it’s late. nighttime, but there’s no way to tell the exact hour. overhead, a smattering of stars glimmers like pebbles at the bottom of a pond. tangled grass and rough weeds whisper in the warm breeze, gossiping over the presence of a stranger. jiwon blinks once, then twice. in the distance, the clunky sputtering of a car engine prompts him to slowly turn on his heels, and it’s only then that he realises he’s barefoot. wiggling his toes in the prickly grass, jiwon blinks for a third time and breathes in the heat of early summer. rain has passed recently and it will come again, as it often does in this limbo between seasons. luckily, the soil has dried enough to keep his feet free of mud, but he hasn’t been spared the odd wildflower.
slowly, jiwon comes to the conclusion that he’s not so far from the city to properly see the stars, but just far enough that he spends 20 minutes walking along the road before coming across a building. the single-story hotel (if it could be called that) sits bathed in an eerie red that once again has jiwon questioning whether he’s awake. behind the check-in counter, the staff member sends him an odd look but says little. it must be deep enough into the night that they see little point in questioning his state of dress, lack of money and identification, and shy request to use the telephone.
now sat on the curb outside, jiwon cradles a bottle of sparkling cider (a gift from the staff person) and blinks to a new sight. a strange figure, ghostly pale and unnaturally tall. thin, too. one half of the stranger is bathed in the same stark red staining the fringe of jiwon’s vision; the other half, wrapped in the cloak of night. they’re staring right at him, unnervingly still, as if they weren’t even breathing. without people around to count on as an anchor, it’s virtually impossible to tell if this is real. in any case, someone is there.
“i don’t have any money,” jiwon says just loud enough to be heard, despite there being no one else around to eavesdrop. his fingers tighten imperceptibly around the cold drink. “please, go away.”
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gdmonster · 2 years
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@jeoseungsaja​ | "You again." Sourness wrapped in throat, the fox stares at the poisonous creature; head tilting to a side with narrowed eyes. "Don't you have anything better to do than cause trouble? Tsk." Umbrella's tip bounces twice against the floor; grip firm around handle. "Perhaps you should get a new hobby, how about gardening? Suits you. You know, playing with dirt and all." A little, mischievous smirk blossoms; eyebrow slowly lifting. "Or butterfly watching, at least.” (to Nobleman from Yeo...cAN HE STOP I'M CRYING WEIDUHEWIUDH, I HOPE THESE ASKS ARE OKAY, IF YOU'D LIKE TO SKIP ANY FEEL MORE THAN FREE TO DO SO ;W; I ADORE YOU TONS)
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Life works in mysterious ways.
He’d mention god, but he’s also the man raised out of the child they once killed, so his belief-system is pretty much screwed in varied positions and then disposed of out the window, a clean job, one he couldn’t have done better himself, if he’d wanted to.
And he hadn’t.
He wouldn’t have cared for it.
Either way, it’s certainly a better cut of ties, a more efficient solution to an ongoing problem, than the lack of solution in attendance of a problem that seems intent on turning into an ongoing on.
It might not seem like it, but he hates problems. He’d like it if things simply continued as they always were, easy to shoulder through, keeping his wits closely stuck behind his teeth, not letting on that he knows much more and has no intention of sharing the least bit of info with a class he doesn’t care for, a teacher he wouldn’t mind seeing dead.
It’s an easy life. The only life, the only type of existence he gets to call his own, morbid and unearned.
So wouldn’t it be fair if, after all he’s been through, he’d be granted a few moments of tranquillity from people like him?
The stark red of his hair was difficult to forget, much like the eyesore of an umbrella he carried around, a stark contrast to the lack of elegance his sputtering and the genre of his facial expressions seem to insinuate. But even without an appearance noteworthy enough to warrant a few second glances, he’d be easy to recognise, easy to remember.
Maybe his memory simply refused to fail him. Or maybe the red-head had simply managed to irk him enough to leave an impression.
He wipes his hands off the other, a grimace eliciting the disgust in his chest and beckoning it to take residence on his face, as he momentarily lets his gaze drop from staring at the other to staring at his own hands.
Playing with dirt and all. Oh he thinks he’s so funny.
He reaches into the inside of his coat.
“Funny you’d say that, I was about to ask you the same thing.” A smile grows as he digs for the pocket sown into his garments, a lift of his eyebrows as if intending to match the other’s, a mockery of what he was offering, a mockery of a mockery.
“Although,” he uses the wet tissue he retrieves to clean his hands. “I was going to suggest you get a hobby, full stop. Loitering around, bothering poor pedestrians, bothering me,” an emphasis with a slight bite at the corner of his lips as he throws the used wet tissue to the ground.
Hands, somewhat cleaner, disappear where they’re a little safer from more dirt, as he fixes his posture to have his feet planted firmly, his head tilted slightly, his smile deeply unpleasant, charmingly devote of ignorance in his own regards. “You’re deeply, deeply annoying. Deeply. Hate to be forced to put an end to that. Stop fucking with me? Hm? Yeah? How about it.”
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theinfinitedivides · 9 months
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also Gyeo Re and Ju Mi visit a tea farm for their final date and immediately start performing an impromptu sageuk script like they're part of the yangban. they're just like me
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mythvoiced · 2 years
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@jeoseungsaja | Here to leave another excerpt of the piece ‘Yeo is a simp’™: Yeo walks beside Shin, a low hum reverberating as he tries to pretend that he hasn’t been looking at his companion all this time by moving his glance elsewhere; toward some flowering shrubs nearby. “Shin,” the fox finally speaks, trying to remain casual, “your hand looks heavy,” and he stretches his arm, putting palm up, offering it at Dokkaebi, “let me hold it for you.” 
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The biggest problem, perhaps, with being creatures as unique and ancient as the two of them are, is, that the will always inevitably stumble upon situations they’ve heard of, witness from afar, understood to be part of someone’s given, granted universe, that they had never come close to engaging in.
At least in Shin’s case, for there is only so much of his understanding of Wang Yeo he can actually apply to the fox at his side with the shameless arrogance of a lover who thinks nothing new is to be find within the crevices of what is certainly not someone loved, not if so easily discarded along with the thousands of mysteries and blessings they still hide between their fingers.
Shin has seen all sorts of things, he watches TV with the same casual semi-regularity many other of the South Korean population would be able to reference the most iconic of scenes, an inside joke to Come Back Mister, a nod to the surprising and barely satisfying queer representation in Secret Garden.
He’s seen things, he’s heard of songs and listened to some as well. Read of moments like these and butterflies.
But other than coming to the unsurprising conclusion that no amount of casual flirting while extending a polite arm to a shop-owner, no amount of shared smiles with an army official obvious enough to make him wonder for his safety, no amount of whispers into spaces where even a yangban maiden might have heard him, could truly be a match, or even come close to enter the same category of thought, as flirting today, at the side of a powerful, nine-tailed fox.
One who comes equipped with the brazenness of a character rumoured as typical to his species, yet one Shin always wants to apply to him and him only.
There’s no comparison nor contrast, he doesn’t like engaging in the many similarities Wang Yeo too will inevitably share with some soul on this earth or the next. The extending of his arm, the halting of Shin’s already slow steps in response, these are unique to him, and anyone who would have read this pick-up line on a forum and decided to add it to their repertoire, well, they might never find out somewhere out here, Shin is seeing them and thinking of him.
He likes these idle walks.
They seem just perfect to set them up for moments like these.
Other than that, though, or mainly, he enjoys them for the tranquillity they settle his fox’s heart into. The ease to perform as he is and sputter his nonsense, the kind he’d only call that to smooth the wrinkles of being flustered it had pressed into his heart, the kind he’d only call nonsense because he likes teasing and smiling.
Because of that tranquillity, the permission to be just them and maybe nothing more if not everything they were ever meant to be. Settling into the universe’s crevices, finding that silhouette that had been carved out for him to come to rest in, and find that he’d rather sit down next to the freshly dug up soil and wait, wait for that moment, look out to the sky, and consider just a bit more life, if only it would mean getting more of this, more of him.
More of those side-glances and the bad attempts to hide them.
More of the brightness of sun rays as they get tangled in his bright red hairs, coming to rest snug between the soft strands.
That damned smirk of his when he thinks himself on top of the moment, and all the times he’s been right, leaving Shin stunned to the side, wondering if standing there and staring on is what deities envy humans so much for.
He doesn’t consider himself much of a god.
But when Wang Yeo holds his palm up and seems so convinced of his thing, when Wang Yeo breathes out and breaks into a smile, when Wang Yeo stops and exists just a moment a longer where he can dare think they exist together and to be together, then, then he’d take it.
The mantle, the moniker, the title of a god, vengeful in all he’d do for him, and belonging to the Heaven for where else to go after he’d been cleansed by love he doesn’t deserve but will so shamelessly devote himself to anyway.
The envy of a deity, before the beauty of the non-divine.
Luckily, he is not enough god for this to last.
Because there’s no envy in the poet’s admirer of what the word divine was created for.
A chuckle, half an incredulous smile, a minute shake of his head.
There’s half a moment where he looks as if he’s about to turn away. His chin lifts, he stares ahead of himself, is he picking up mannerisms or why does his smile resembles his so much?
Up until it breaks into that flustered nonsense no creature of his might that isn’t him would be caught wearing.
He smacks his palm onto Yeo’s awaiting one and pulls both their hands into the pocket of his coat.
“Seriously, what am I going to do with you.”
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AND THIS IS!! FOR VERSE THREE:
🔥 What kind of pieces has he done through wood carving? Does he keep these pieces as personal items or gives them away to other people? 🔥 What are his favorite books to read? Has he retrieved any kind of information from books as to use them for his skills or any situation he's faced? 🔥 What are his favorite scents when it comes to bath salts? 🔥 Does he have a pocket knife he always uses or that's always with him? If so, is it personalized in some kind of way; maybe added marks or something to it? 🔥Is there a situation you'd like to write out in this verse but haven't? 👀
Also feel free to skip any questions here IUWHEDWHD; HOPE YOU'RE DOING WELL, TAKE MUCH CARE, MY DEAR FRIEND!!
now the victor is on the hot seat ( nosy questions for the birthday enby w/ @jeoseungsaja )
HI ALEX!!! here i am again with more of your WONDERFUL QUESTIONS :DDD thank you again for these; i will try to answer them all to the best of my ability <3
🔥 What kind of pieces has he done through wood carving? Does he keep these pieces as personal items or gives them away to other people?
okie so i was actually going to recon this headcanon ( there are a few things i want to revise for this verse especially with what i know about hyuk now here 👀) into more like, yes he does do wood carving, but it’s not really the artistic kind ^^’ i’d say it’s more like, you know how some people will pick up a random stick and just start shaving away at it until there’s nothing left? Yeah that’s the kind of carving patrick does….i wouldn’t be surprised if when he and hyuk are at the beach, that’s typically how patrick passes the time– he finds a random piece of driftwood and just idly shaves away at it while listening to the waves and enjoying hyuk’s company <3
🔥 What are his favorite books to read? Has he retrieved any kind of information from books as to use them for his skills or any situation he's faced? 
In this verse, he hardly reads fiction, mostly because i’m assuming that the books published in panem are probably pro-capitol. Books from before that (think of say, pride and prejudice, etc.) are probably found in the capitol, but you won’t be seeing anyone in the districts getting their hands on these legally at least–). So i could see patrick being more interested in reading say, history books? Anything related to history even though he knows that most accounts are, again, pro-capitol…this probably also ties into his capitol public persona as an academic, where he’s considered a ‘historian’ regarding panemian history….of course this’ll come back to bite the capitol in the ass 🙂
( on a note of after the second revolution, i could see patrick like, writing just one book on a comprehensive history of panem, one that cover both the districts and the capitol and it’s complete with interviews and primary and secondary sources….he had that published and then fucked off into obscurity aka he wanted no cameras on him ever again. he probably also played a role also in setting up a national university for both the district and the capitol students…although he would stick to teaching history in solely district three for the rest of his life <3 )
He will also read about science books and about the other districts/the capitol. The latter, he uses to kinda?? Get a better sense of the places he’s either stuck in or could be visiting, while the former, you could say it’s a paranoia thing just in case he’s ever thrown back into the games for a second time– this being said, i do think before he reaped, since he and hyuk did sneak out to the one beach at the edge of district three, he did do some reading about marine life and forest survival…whether that information actually did help him out though, who can say 🥲
🔥 What are his favorite scents when it comes to bath salts? 
Probably nothing too fancy, but he definitely would hate anything that was too…sweet-smelling, like roses or vanilla. I could see him liking more of the refreshing scents kinda like, eucalyptus, peppermint or tea tree. Considering that often he take a bath after meeting with snow’s ‘clients’, i think he prefers sharp smells as the scent would ground him to the present moment. Keep his thoughts from spiraling too far. 
🔥 Does he have a pocket knife he always uses or that's always with him? If so, is it personalized in some kind of way; maybe added marks or something to it?
i could definitely see him having one although it wouldn’t be anything fancy. I could see his favorite being say, something you’d find in the black market, something secondhand from district three. Mind you, he probably did get a fancy pocket knife here and there from snow’s ‘clients’, but i don’t see him keeping them…most likely he would’ve given them away or simply just thrown them out.
as for his usual one, the personalization is probably something very simple, like a carving of his initials into the handle. Just in case it gets lost ( although i don’t see that happening ever since well…never assume a dog no matter how sweet doesn’t know how to bite 🙃)
🔥Is there a situation you'd like to write out in this verse but haven't? 👀
Ahhhhh my favorite question on this list, alex i’m afraid you’ve opened pandora’s box here JFKLSDJFLK :3 
But honestly? I think the connections that he has for this verse already do a wonderful job with fulfilling all the hypothetical situations i’d write him into ( and if there is more…well i do know who to ask ;D ) that being said…
i would be interested in writing patrick in the initial aftermath of felicity’s passing OR in a case where hyuk is say, kidnapped by the capitol (aka there’s no guarantee that he’s alive or dead) ? of course that would be super depressing so it’s not like we would have to go all in depth, but at least i would like to see a patrick that is perhaps temporarily unhinged as that’s not a side that comes out often and i have yet to see what that would look like in action. in the case of hyuk being ‘missing’ since hyuk here is patrick’s rock, take hyuk away and any stability that patrick is known for showing would probably just…crumble. like yeah, he’ll act he’s perfectly fine and composed but he’d also be consistently two steps away from a breakdown…probably would need to be sedated at some points in time to calm down :’(
if we’re talking about hyurick tho, this is going to be so vague, but i wanna write it all with you :D firstly bc hyurick has my whole heart and brain space BUT also i am genuinely curious to see how they interact in this depresso verse!! whereas in the black knight verse, they are on the same side and do agree on what the right thing is to do even if they throw barbs at each other :’DDD; here, however, just based on what you’ve told me about hyuk so far, patrick and hyuk each have very different ideologies/ways of being in this society. So i am curious to see how they navigate their friendship/relationship despite disagreeing on this very fundamental level…and also seeing how they might accidentally screw each other over in the process too ( aka hyuk tries to start rebellion things and patrick tries to sabotage said plan bc that’s gonna get hyuk killed 😣).
that and the reunion kiss we talked about 👀i need a play-by-play walkthrough of that PLS 🥺🥺🥺
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ofgentleresolve · 1 year
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# for hyurick in the black knight verse (IF??? THERE'S A CHANGE MYUNGDAE KEEPS HYUK'S NUMBER, I MEAN---IWUEHDHD)
@jeoseungsaja || texting aka the crux of rp ( cell phone headcanons prompt. )
send me “#” for cell phone headcanons about our muses
black knight’s phone:
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- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone: ♚
- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone: none but then again all contacts in the black knight’s phone are relatively anonymous. he keeps all of his contact names as symbols and limits the amount of information on there…also the phone is encrypted, the cipher decoder device set to go off to myungdae’s fingerprints so even if someone else were to get a hold of the black knight’s phone, they wouldn’t be able to read it easily.
- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone: this one! sorry the great a*ce a*ttorney ost gives me black knight vibes. ( pawn and rook both have unique ring tones since he can’t always look at his screen. )
- my muse’s last text to your muse:  “Give your forensics expert a raise. She’s doing your office a favor even if she’s making my job harder.” “Your plant was looking dry too. I watered it.” “Are you trying to kill it, it needs more shade.” “I’ll be back.” ( other things to note: the black knight’s phone also has a deception feature aka if it rings, he can also put a fake contact photo over in case someone is looking over his shoulder. ) ( BONUS ) myungdae’s personal phone:
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- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone: .
- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone: a picture of the picture of hyuk that patrick kept with him over the course of five years. the quality is not that great :/
- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone: good evening by SHINee
- my muse’s last text to your muse:  [ five years ago ] “Maybe I can visit you once your case finishes up. I’ll have some time before the semester starts. Wasn’t there a beach you wanted to check out?” “We can plan for it next time, Hyuk-ah.”
( bonus, bonus: [ unsent ] “help me” )
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ofpsyche · 9 months
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this is not really roleplay related but mostly a love post where i tell thank my mutuals very much because there is a few people on here that have followed me all the way from lotusseeds to ofpsyche when i came back into the irpc and i know i take forever, am slow and sometimes take over a year to reply to things but i want you all to know you mean the world to me and i am happy that i have met you whether we have written a lot, plotted a lot, made up a whole new world and verse and i just want to remind you you are amazing, loved and please stay hydrated. !!! ♥ mwha!
@battleguqin @legendwrote @animalf4rm @asoulunbound @xxj0kerxx
@dreams-of-fate @mythvoiced @jeoseungsaja
you people in particular!! ♥ you are all so incredibly talented writers and i just enjoy seeing you guys on my dash and interact with y'all!!!! ♥
but also everyone i haven't mentioned here. thank you for keeping up with my dumb ass, alriight!!!
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kamipyre · 2 years
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Did someone sAY METAS? WIEDHWIUEDH (I feel like a beaver, coming out of the hole out of the blue at the sound of 'metas' IWUHEUIH) aNYWAY, MAY SEND ONE: 📝 + Hyuk :3c (Any arc!!)
instead of suki rambling u get ferre!! ( ft. meta time with @jeoseungsaja )
embers verse
ALEX allow me to start with introduce this gif to represent the two oddballs of the lapd-
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( it’s suki….trying to resist the urge to fold paper, but hyuk is offering her the goodz and her fingers have a mind of their own, hyuk’s probably making some comment to point that she completely contradicting herself JFKSLDJFL )
it’s so important to me that hyuk comes into suki’s life exactly when he does because if he had arrived earlier when she’s in her scorched verse, she would have avoided him as she still had friends in the lapd she could turn to…and if he had arrived later, I don’t think he would have had nearly as big of an impact on the person she ends up becoming in her kintsugi verse. basically when hyuk transfers to the lapd, suki is in a rather vulnerable. she’s just gotten out of a depressive episode that was caused by discovering the truth behind her parents’ murder. Was basically in survival mode for more than a few months…lots of isolation ( no paper folding ) and thinking as she figures who she is and who she wants to be in the context of her workplace….by this time, she’s gotten through the worst of it and knows at the very least who she doesn’t want to be….so it’s really a matter then of figuring out what kind of person exactly she would want to become instead…which is why this is the best moment she could’ve met hyuk. In being in a rather vulnerable that also makes her the most open to suggestion and change…if kintsugi suki is a complilation of all the people who have in some way mentored her, I’d say she gets the sharp, no-nonsense attitude from hyuk 🥲
okay but now onto their actual dynamic- I know I said he technically mentored her but I would call him more of a role model rather than a mentor for her because mentor implies a certain unbalance between the mentor and the mentee and by this time in her timeline, suki is trying to meet her co-workers more as equals aka the way she refers to hyuk as detective lee rather than mister lee- that’s her trying to stand on equal ground. So role model, even if he is much older than her and I feel like half of the time in this verse, it’s probably suki following behind detective lee bc he’s tall and intimidating so if anyone tries to bully her as last resort, she’s hiding behind him 😂
I do think even if he is a grump and still pretty prickly ( but who is he not like that with save for a certain professor… ), she does consider him a friend!! For one thing, again, most of her friends have left the lapd or are in a different department which means she can’t see them all that often, but also suki is the right combination of oblivious and charming which means his demeanor isn’t going to scare her off…that and she’s more than used to handling prickly/interesting personalities. But also?? I love that despite being sourfaced, hyuk might actually be the only detective that’s like…doesn’t tease/bully her ( in good fun ) JFKSLDJF I was actually under the assumption he might be short with her the way he is with certain other individuals in his life but really the most he seems to get with her is exasperated esp when she folds his paperwork 😂 and even then he becomes resigned to it….he learned well- she did not adapt to the lapd, the lapd adapted to her JKFLSJDFLKSJ
But also!! Because she’s only person hyuk talks to and at the very least tolerates, I feel like the rest of the department unofficial assigned her as hyuk’s damage control…which she is VERY INEFFECTIVE in being considering that a. she’s not a certain professor but also b. can you imagine her trying to hold him back?? he’d probably be able to charge full speed ahead with her hanging on sjdfklsjd 😂
In terms of how hyuk is a role model to her, it’s mostly because they both have an obsession with getting to nothing more and nothing less than the trust and since the lapd and the justice system in la is starting to get increasingly corrupt, at least before she met hyuk, she was starting to get disheartened thinking that she was the only one was interested in the truth. so finding a comrade in hyuk was a godsend, even if he picks fights on the daily and she ends up being the one more or less responsible for holding him back. he also again, is a much needed friend/comrade in this time for her since she was dealing with a fair amount of bullying for differing opinions on how to handle cases aka bribery from both the prosecution and the defense ( although why do I picture if someone were to set her desk on fire, hyuk doing this gif set 🥲)….and so even after he returns to the gangnam police station, I imagine their friendship/partnership remains in tact. It’s like they say… friends who struggle together stay together 🥲
cinders verse ( black knight verse )
ALEX u said either or but unfortunately for the both of us, I’m an overachiever JFKLSJDFLKS SO LET’S TALK ABOUT BLACK KNIGHT VERSE BRIEFLY HERE:
Okay!! So I’ve decided suki would be in her cinders verse for this verse considering that a. it gives suki reason to be in closer proximity to where the main story is and b. hyuk needs friends/people who are going to bug him to take better care of himself so catch suki teaming up with jaehwan more or less to get him to eat…get some sunlight, and take a nap once in a blue moon!! But also, I do think part of the reason hyuk might be more willing to let her stick around is bc?? She would understand what it’s like to need to hold onto a case that’s went unsolved for years on end…lmao that was her for like almost ten years when it came to her parents’ murder case….so while she might not realize how the deep the bond between hyuk and Patrick actually is, she would understand hyuk’s need to get to the bottom of his best friend’s death, would understand how not having that sense of closure is low key killing him 🥲
But also!! as to how she got pulled into this case aka flew over to seoul and ended up staying there for the long run!! I imagine she probably wouldn’t have heard about hyuk’s resignation considering that they are an ocean apart…and by the time she’s resigned from the lapd, hyuk’s already stuck in his personal ruins and probably wouldn’t be thinking to let her know that. So when he reaches out, I imagine she’s assuming he’s still with the Gangnam police station and only decides to help out bc well, he’s a friend and someone she knows would be using her services to get to the truth….imagine her surprise when she sees his tiny af office and shitty lock on his door 😂
As for her staying in seoul for the long run- I feel like hyuk could use her services in the long run too considering that with the black knight ( I’m still developing this but- ), a big part of alfred and nell’s job is making sure the vigilante’s footsteps are well covered aka tamper with crime scenes to throw the police off via messing with ctv cameras ( nell’s job ), but also contaminating dna evidence via injecting another set of blood into the sample ( this is all alfred’s specialty ), so if there’s anyone who can help hyuk see through the tampering, suki would be extra useful there….
Okay that’s all I got for now, alex- THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING THIS IN, pls don’t mind my long ass rambling here and have a wonderful day!!
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