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🌹 w. @snyoonsu

she, woman in red.

like the kinds of red that’s provocative, coils tightly around her silhouette like the double-knot of a pretty bow, yet it wants nothing more than to suffocate her. and it’s dangerous, like the way she takes her long strides and it rides threateningly up the pale of her left thigh in retaliation. she doesn’t care to fight it anymore, simply wraps her lips around an unlit cigarette, satin lipstick staining its cylindrical filter a deep scarlet.

she, woman in red.

like the colour of womanhood, of blood trickling down her inner thigh but she doesn’t scream, simply bites her pink tongue through the pain even if it bleeds. she stands naked beneath the showerhead, lets the boiling water scald her as she watches it go down the drain. brushes her teeth to rid herself of the metallic taste and she spits, watches it go down the drain.

she, woman in red.

“elias,” as in red, bold and boldly unapologetic. the clock strikes the hour past the time they’re meant to meet, but she barely hears it. simply curls her palm around his bicep and pulls him closer, lets the “you’re here” fall like she means to say good. ada pinches her cigarette between thumb and index and pulls it momentarily from her lips, points it instead towards the no smoking sign nailed into the bar’s pillar. “get me out of here.”

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LEE SENA,

I hope this letter finds you well. I know you can appreciate that I have reached out to you with something easily destroyed as opposed to leaving a digital footprint behind. It's a show of good will, you know how easy it is to pluck information from a smartphone these days. Besides that, it's hard telling what someone else would do with what I know. You can call yourself lucky.

REGARDS,

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she lights her cigarette first.

steel lighter hovering below its tip and she hears it crackle, pulls the air in and lets it sweep wholly into her lungs. mother often quips that she’s the sort to rush into things, and it’s always said as a plea for her to slow down. to ponder. to leaf through the pages rather than trashing the book simply because she doesn’t like hard covers. the thought lasts all of three seconds in her mind. it’s three seconds she’ll spare for mother’s advice out of respect, albeit little, she has for the woman. and it’s three seconds for her to glance over the letter once more, to pick apart the key words penned into its white pages.

here’s one: destroy.

the letter comes next. steel lighter hovering below left corner and she hears it crackle, lets it catch fire before she lets it fall into the glass ashtray. unfortunately, they’ll have to be more specific: ada has far too many skeletons in her closet. she taps her cigarette twice, lets the ash fall atop the burning letter and she takes another puff.

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🌹 w. @sntaeyi​

there is a sort of violence to her stride. a six-inch blade coming off the back of each stiletto and though it is the tender moonlight that it reflects, instead it glints something sinister. indeed, it cannot be denied any longer that the cadenced click of its sharpened tip as it splinters tiling exists in the perfect likeness to the beating of war drums.

war is coming!, it exclaims. much like the way talks of war always looms over the gentry, turns its golden blush into the shade of oxidised tungsten. ada is almost bored of the theatrics of it all. and boredom, to her, is eyelids half-shut over the cunning gaze, or the breath that bounces off her unsheathed dagger as it rolls off her tongue. boredom comes to her the way it would a veteran warrior who has seen and, herself, was responsible for many a bloodshed, that she would dream of reprieve in a peaceful garden yet all too soon crush its blushing petals between two fingers. war is a habit, the bitter, burning scent of nicotine that she readily breathes in and lets coat her lungs.

so she begins again. click, click, clicks her way through the near-empty bar and towards the golden boy she’d known once upon a time, the one she’d always believed she had wrapped around her dainty finger. here is this finger now, manicured and hovering beneath his bicep like a clandestine affair.

“hwang taeyi?” of course, it would be foolish to approach war without allies. but ada has never been any good at making friends, has she? her lips curl into something soft, too sweet for the sorts of brutality known to the girl, “i knew it was you. i could recognise you from anywhere.” the hand she hovers under his arm doesn’t quite meet skin. instead, she opts to place it along the edge of of his seatback.

“may i sit?”

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ayy it’s opening day wuhu! i’m gemma and i bring u this twice-divorced mess of a daddy’s girl paired w a smoking addiction, ms lee ‘ada’ sena! a few character inspos are sylvie from emily in paris and, more loosely, amy dunne in gone girl so u know she kinda crazy ♡ anw i’ve got her stats and bio here, and under the cut are some sparknotes and plot bunnies for her if you’re keen! as always, pls hit the LIKE button and i’ll come running to ur dms ( or discord if you have that bc tumblr ims n i are sworn enemies ) ♡

for all you astrology hoes ( me,, im astrology hoes ) she’s a libra sun / aries moon / scorpio rising

a daddy’s girl thru n thru bc he could never say no to her and gave her everything she could ever want, so u know she got some daddy issues when the govt threw his ass in jail

w her kid logic she couldn’t understand much so she ended up blaming them moving to russia + getting bullied for her accent + getting ripped away from her luxe life on her mom

when she’s of age, mom convinces her to marry husband #1 but the marriage was toxic asf and they divorced within a year ♡ she tried to salvage it for the g’s but alas it was too late

uses the spousal support to try different business ventures n to further her education but at the end of the day she just wants to be rich and comfortable, isn’t really the working class kinda gal

ends up being a personal shopper bc it’s the closest thing to her old life and that’s where she meets husband #2! he’s a loyal client’s fiancé who she hella seduced and ended up falling in love w

this dude is richer than the last and the marriage lasted 2 years ♡ sadly he was a cheater ( idk how she didn’t see it coming he cheated on his fiancée with her ) and in the end he asked for a divorce and she didn’t really fight it

from being ostracised by her friends in high society in her youth to marrying two (2) lame ass dudes from high society and being divorced, sena is really much Done w high society ( except is she rlly tho bc she still sorta views herself as part of it )

when yong sends her and her fam a letter, she immediately thinks this is her dad’s influence ( aka yong is her father’s friend ) who’s come to save them from their misery!! so she takes his offer to come to south korea n now she’s here!!

personality wise, i would say her intentions seem pretty elusive when she wants it to be!! she’s very good at hiding her true feelings and being cordial / polite, but she’s also too proud to be fawning all over you ja feel

beneath her cordial vibe, she’s hella proud and looks down on everyone and this mostly stems from her youth when she used to be a lot bit of a princess

when she’s nice to you, her baseline is pretty much “yeah i’m pretty much done w life but ig you’re my silver lining” ♡ realises the importance of making someone feel special bc it’s her line of work and also bc she knows people in high society like it when ppl stroke their egos

a chain-smoker but she masks the smell of smoke w musky perfume and mint, so that combo is basically all she smells like!!

that’s ada / sena!! below are some plot bunnies hehe

she’s a personal shopper so anyone wanna be her client? she was also a personal shopper in russia so maaaybe ur muses don’t know abt her scandal w her client’s fiance hence why they’d hire her ( or maybe they hire her bc of it... listen i don’t determine their kinks )

anyone who maybe was childhood friends w her from before she left??

investors in her dad’s business? yall could hate her ass and blame her for her dad’s sins she would stick tf up for him she’s loyal like that

picture this: you private jet ur ass off to russia for an impulsive week and that’s where you meet her. maybe it’s a bar or maybe it’s a club, but the point is she takes u on an adventure u can never forget

fwbs bc she would

literally anyth i m too keen n rdy to brainstorm hoho

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Kiera Van Gelder, The Buddha and the Borderline

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i wanna take your clothes off… ;) and then replace them with something else because that outfit is ugly as hell

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#mood

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