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[bella-feed]

wonwoo + styling his hair while he's gaming

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tagging :: @mooniewrld , @syluslittlecrows , @joepomonerof , @potayaa

[21:47]

wonwoo was sitting on his gaming chair, playing games with scoups on the other side. a few curse words left when he thought that he was about to lose. his hair was messy under the gaming headphones he wore, and his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

you just got off a facetime call with your best friend. you wore his hoodie which was loose on you, and covered your entire torso, with some pajama pants, the weather was chilly and pleasant giving a sense that winter was arriving.

you gave wonwoo a small smile when you entered the room. you sat on the bed, scrolling through pinterest when suddenly an idea gushed into your mind. "wonu, can i style your hair?"

he froze, slighty moving his headphones to the side and turned back to you "what?". "you walked towards him grinning and holding your phone up, you showed him what was on the screen.

"i really wanna try this hair style on you! can i please do that? please, pretty please. only once plea-" before you could complete your plea, he sighed and nodded his head.

he put the headphones back on and continued playing his game, knowing that even if he said no to you, (which he never does) you're still gonna do that. you did a happy little dance and hopped towards the bathroom to grab all the stuff you need.

after 30-40 minutes later, you clapped your hands and wonwoo smiled, keeping his phone down. he was done playing games long ago, but sat still until you finished what you were doing.

he chuckled lightly looking at himself and the hairstyle which you did on his silky hair, in the mirror which you gave him while you kept your stuff away. you started laughing with him at your silliness.

he adored you while you were still laughing and clicking his pics for teasing him later. that's when he realised, you were going to be the one for him.

[wc: 334 credits: @novelbear (prompt) and @sanaxo-o (beta reading]

[bella-feed]

JSHSJSJSJSJSJSJSKSKSKKSLSLSKSKDKDJ

IM READY TO HAVE KIDS IF HE'S GONNA BE THE FATHER ☝🏻🖐🏻

GOOD FATHER ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆

pairing: mingyu x gn!reader wc: 0.7k words warnings: mention of mingyu shirtless

"daddy's here to hold ya through the night"

The sight of you holding your newborn daughter, rocking her while having a smile on your face that shows to the world how happy you are made Mingyu tear up from how overwhelmed he felt. His love for you and your little daughter was undeniable.

“Is she asleep already?” Mingyu whispered as he kneeled in front of you, caressing your covered knees.

“I’m trying to make her sleep, but she refuses to,” you let out a weak chuckle. Mingyu didn’t have to be a genie to know that you were incredibly tired and just wanted to rest for at least 30 minutes. “She’s just like you. She loves to stay awake when I just want to take a little nap.”

He smiled, took off his shirt and took the baby away from you, taking her in his arms and placing her small blanket over her. “I told you to not overwork yourself, honey. I don’t want to see you like this every time. I’ll take care of this little one and of you as well.” Mingyu placed a gentle kiss on your forehead and you smiled,

“Thank you, Gyu,” you let out a sigh of relief when he placed a pillow under your head and fixed your blanket with his free hand. “But what’s up with taking off your shirt? I didn’t get it.”

“This?” He looked down at his bare chest while starting to rock the little girl in his arms. “I read an article that said it’s beneficial for the baby.”

You narrowed your eyes and let out a scoff. “You saw that in Jane the Virgin when we were watching it together.”

Mingyu smirked and laughed, his chest vibrating against your daughter’s tiny body. “You got me there, but when you were pregnant I really read an article about it! It’s called skin-to-skin contact and it’s very beneficial for her and for you, I can give you a little show before you fall asleep, y’know? Everyone wins.”

You looked at his toned abs, his strong arms and large hands holding your little ball of joy and you nodded at his words, it was indeed a little show to you. Ever since you got pregnant, anything parent related that Mingyu did was a reason for you to get a little bit more attracted to him, so that sight was prettier than any Monet’s painting.

“I can’t lie, I’m quite invested in this little show, it’s very entertaining.”

He smiled and danced in a sensual yet playful way, making sure the baby was still comfortable in his arms. You laughed in response and clapped your hands, hyping him up. Mingyu mirrored your laughter before sitting on the chair in front of the bed and focusing on his angel that was in his arms, almost falling asleep.

“My little girl,” he carefully booped her tiny nose. His heart burned with love when he saw her tiny hands wrapping around his finger. “I’ll do anything to keep you safe, to keep you happy and to make sure that you never forget how much I love you. You’ll be so loved that no one will ever give you less love than you deserve.”

You watched him whispering sweet promises to your daughter with a small and tired smile on your face, your body threatening to finally give you the rest that you need to.

“Mingyu…”

He looked up at you with a soft smile on his face. “Yes, love?”

“You’ll be the best dad ever. She will love you forever and will always be grateful for having you as her father.” Your voice was quiet and slow as you started to drift off.

Mingyu felt so touched by your sleeping words that he had to hold back his tears. He looked down to the baby and saw her sleeping peacefully, he stood up and walked towards the crib, putting her in it with all the care in the world, making sure to fix her blanket.

When he got into bed beside you, he wrapped his arms around your waist, put you closer to him and hid his face in the crook of your neck. “You’ll be a good mom too, the best mom ever. Can’t wait to grow old with you and watch her growing up and becoming who she wants to be… I’m sure you’re gonna be her role model.”

Mingyu knew you weren’t listening, he knew you were in a deep sleep, a deep sleep that you deserved more than anyone else in this universe. He kissed your neck and mumbled a ‘I love you’ before closing his eyes to sleep as well.

[eclipse-coqu]

[unabashedcheesecakeperson]

HELLO EVERYONE 😁

[queenofglassbeliever]

This is blasphemous, but I think Carmen was more excited to meet Bella than Esme was.

[bella-feed]

How I Met Your Mother

Season 1: Mingyu

pairing: non-idol! basketball player! dad! husband! mingyu x lawyer! mother! f!reader (side characters: Vernon, Minghao, Karina, Wonwoo)

genre: smut, fluff, angst

warning(s): smut 18+. MDNI!! (warnings will be updated with the chapters). pov's will be written at the start of the fic! THIS IS BASED IN THE YEAR 2040!!!!!!!!!. minghao is bi and wonwoo is gay. all other characters are straight. THIS IS BASED IN NEW YORK. ALL THE CHARACTERS ARE EITHER KOREAN-AMERICAN OR AMERICAN!!!

author: it is not related to show the himym, but a portion of it is inspired by a bollywood movie, Tamasha. ends with a classic line though. this may have slow updates so bear w me please ;)

synopsis: your kids, upon finding the picture of you and your husband, curiously asked their father about how he met their mother. you both decide to tell them everything. everything. even how he held you close, when he thought you'd get away.

bella's masterlist | taglist

masterlist under the cut

chapter 1 : The Picture

chapter 2 : Vernon and Yn

chapter 3 : Corsica

chapter 4 : Mingyu and Yn

chapter 5 : Week 1

chapter 6 : Week 2

chapter 7 : Mingyu and Karina

chapter 8 : Mingyu and Yn

chapter 8 : Greece

chapter 9 : Blue

chapter 10 : Can do's ville

[credit: @adornedwithlight (dividers)]

[bella-feed]

OH.MY.FUCKING.GOD.

THE GASP I LET OUT AT THE REALISATION?!?!????????!

EXCUSE ME!! I NEED- OMFG ‼️‼️

LIKE I WAS HAPPY, LIKE OMG SHES ALIVE BUT THEN- BOOM, BOMB DROPPED

SHJSSHSHSJJSJSJSJSJSJHSHSHS

SAURRRERR GOOOOODDD AJSHSHJSKSKS!!!!!!!!

inspo - It ain't with me by selena gomez

genre - HEAVY angst

pairing - mingyu x reader

warning - character death, grief and loss, emotional trauma, hospitalization

(a/n - nothing, still traumatized)

"A butterfly's promise"

The wind whipped through Mingyu’s hair, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth as he leaned into the turn on his motorcycle. Behind him, you laughed, your arms wrapped tightly around his waist, your head resting against his back. "Faster, Mingyu! Faster!" you yelled, a thrill in your voice that always sparked a matching excitement within him.

This was your favorite thing to do – escape the city's suffocating embrace and chase the freedom of the open road. Mingyu lived for these moments, for the way your presence made the world brighter, the air sweeter. He lived for you.

Then came the screech of tires, the blinding glare of headlights, and the sickening crunch of metal. After that, everything went black.

He wasn't dead, not quite. He was adrift in a sea of white, a silent, endless void where consciousness flickered but refused to fully awaken. Yet, he wasn't alone.

In this strange, ethereal place, you were there.

You were radiant, your smile as warm as the summer sun. The void bloomed with color around you, fields of wildflowers springing into existence wherever you stepped. “Mingyu,” you’d whisper, your voice like the chime of distant bells.

He could feel your hand in his, strong and familiar. You led him through meadows kissed by golden light, under skies painted with impossible hues. You laughed, you danced, you told him stories of the future you envisioned for them, a future filled with laughter, love, and the simple joys they both cherished.

In the real world, Mingyu lay in a hospital bed, hooked up to machines that beeped a monotonous rhythm. His body was still, but his mind was alive in that vibrant coma dream, a sanctuary built on the foundation of his love for you.

He’d wake up shivering sometimes, the chilling wind whipping through his body, but he would hear your angelic voice again.

“It’s alright, Mingyu. It’s alright.”

One day, you showed him a butterfly. It was iridescent, shimmering with every color imaginable, more beautiful than anything he’d ever seen.

“This is me, Gyu,” you said, your voice soft with a melancholic smile. “I’ll always be with you, even if you can’t see me. Remember our rides, remember our laughter. Live for me.”

He tried to protest, to hold onto you, but you faded, becoming one with the butterfly, which then soared into the blinding light. He felt a pang of unimaginable loss, a void in his heart that echoed through the endless white.

Then, darkness again.

He woke up slowly, disoriented. The sterile smell of antiseptic filled his nostrils, the harsh fluorescent lights assaulted his eyes. He was in a hospital room, the rhythmic beeping of a heart monitor a stark reminder of his own survival.

He was alive. But you weren't.

The crushing weight of reality settled upon him. The accident. The pain. Your absence. He felt the world tilt on its axis, the familiar landscape of his life suddenly unfamiliar and hostile.

He wanted to scream, to rage, to tear the world apart. But he couldn't. He was weak, broken. A prisoner of his own grief.

Days turned into weeks. He went through the motions of recovery, his body healing while his heart remained shattered. He couldn't bring himself to return to the road, to relive the memory of that fateful ride.

One afternoon, as he sat by the window, staring blankly at the city skyline, a butterfly fluttered into his room. It was the same iridescent butterfly from his coma dream, shimmering with every color imaginable.

It danced in the air, circling him gently, before landing on his outstretched hand. He felt a warmth spread through him, a sense of peace he hadn't known since the accident.

He knew, with a certainty that resonated deep within his soul, that it was you.

He didn't try to capture it, to hold onto it. He simply watched as it rested there, a silent promise, before soaring out the window and into the vast expanse of the sky.

Mingyu didn’t see you, not in the way he used to. But he felt your presence, a gentle warmth that lingered in his heart, a whisper in the wind. He knew your soul was always with him.

He never rode a motorcycle again. But he started living again. He volunteered at a local animal shelter, finding solace in the unconditional love of the creatures there. He travelled, exploring the world, carrying your memory with him, honoring your spirit in every sunrise, every sunset, every act of kindness.

He lived not just for himself, but for you. Because even though you were gone, your love, like the butterfly, would always be a part of him, guiding him, reminding him to keep his spirit soaring. And that, he realized, was the most beautiful ride of all.

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[faytelumos]

Jason Todd and Bella Swan are in a bookclub together in my heart. ❤️

[cheerleaderman]

Bella being 6’0ft and Atlas being 5’3

Kore jokes that she took all the height

[bella-feed]

show the much deserved love peeps!! 🫶🏻🫶🏻

We can’t be friends (Kevin Moon)

Warnings/genre: ah well lovers to strangers, misunderstandings, angst, hurt comfort at the end ig? Not proofread so let me know if there should be any corrections. Plz let me know if more warnings or anything should be here.

Word count: 1,340

Sana: I am back (only for a while lmao) and I present you my first ever Kevin Moon fic which I am slightly proud about. I had to write on we can’t be friends because yes. Like the song is just so SHSHSHDJD it’d be a crime if I did not do anything considering I am known (I like to believe that) for my fics which are inspired by songs. My all time favourite beta reader izzy is not available so no proofread because yas 👏. And a huge thanks to @mosviqu bar for making the banner despite it getting on her nerves. Love you loads mwah.

Tagging: @mosviqu @kimsohn @cloverdaisies

@o-onikix @quaissants @deoboyznet

🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸

Date: March 30th 2024

Sitting in the corner of the room you stare at all the people mingling with each other, laughing and giggling as if everything is normal and going oh so well in their lives when in fact it’s crumbling apart.

Taking a sip of the beer which was almost over you look around the room once again when your eyes meet his, staring at you from across the room.

You could feel your heart beating again, the way it started beating loudly made you scared, not because you feared him but because you feared yourself.

You swore to yourself that you had moved on from him. After everything you both went through, you thought it’s better if you stayed just as friends but you yourself knew that you both cannot be friends.

Every passing second of the day made you loathe him more, not because he was your ex but because he just decided to give up on your relationship just like that when you decided it was the end.

Keeping the can of bear on the nearest table you found you grabbed your coat and walked away from there. Not being able to sit there and act as if everything was alright when it in fact was not. You knew it was not, he knew it was not.

Date: March 20th 2024

Sitting on the bed you hold the necklace in your hand as you take in a deep breath. You hated arguing with him, in fact you hated when you would snap at each other simply because you both would bottle up your feelings.

The countless misunderstandings you both went through meant nothing at this point when your whole relationship is tearing apart like this.

“What’s the point?” You hear Kevin mumble briefly as he sits up from his lying position and places his head in his hands.

You could feel your heart breaking when you heard his voice for the first time ever since the argument you both had in the living.

You muster up the courage and strength to speak as you let out the words which were oh so irritating for someone in his shoes because of the obliviousness “What do you mean?”

You close your eyes when you hear Kevin let out a scoff, “You know what I mean, this is not working out. Whatever we have going on, none of it is working out. We can pretend that it’s all fine but deep down you know nothing is. Let’s stop wasting each other's time and just..end it.” Kevin says that as he stands up from the bed and grabs his coat to walk out of the room.

“Can we still be friends?” You ask him, halting in his steps Kevin turns around and lets out a small sigh when he sees your expectant eyes which were now filled with tears threatening to fall down and roll down your cheeks.

“We can’t be friends..” he says as he leaves the room and slams the door of your house shut.

You sit there in silence as you look around the room, on this very bed you celebrated your 20th birthday with him.

“We can’t be friends, but I’d just like to pretend…” you mumble to yourself as you bring your legs to your chest and let your tears fall down.

Date: March 30th 2024

Time: 12:47 PM

Walking down the street you hug yourself closer as you look up at the sky, it was empty which made you smile but it had no feelings.

You stop walking when you hear footsteps behind you, turning your head you could feel your face stiffening when you see Kevin running in your direction.

“Are you going back home?” He says once he is in front of you. Giving him a single nod you start walking again, not being able to stare at him for another second.

Walking in silence you stare at the ground while kicking the stones on the sidewalk. Taking in a deep breath you look up at Kevin who was walking beside you.

In his words he just wanted to make sure you reached home safely. Hence, the reason he decided to accompany you.

“Do you regret it?” You ask suddenly. You notice Kevin stopping in his tracks for a moment only to walk again as he tries to act nonchalant.

“Regret what?” He asks softly as he looks down at you, his eyes looking like daydreams. You still remember how you always felt seen and heard at night.

For you night is when you can finally be yourself, you don’t have to hide yourself anymore.

“Us breaking up…”

Letting out a deep breath Kevin looks at you with a small smile as he holds your hand guides you towards the end of the footpath to sit down on the ground.

“We needed to put an end to our story Y/N…I did not want to continue feeding on the monstrous fire which was increasing day by day. It’s difficult, yeah…but that’s the best for us.” He says softly as he holds your hands in hid for comfort.

“It’s hard. Really hard. I don’t know how you’re acting all fine..” you tell him as you pull your hand away from him.

“I am not fine if that’s what you’re wondering. I tell myself countless times to just wait for you to come back but then I was the one who broke up with you. I wish we could still be friends but I cannot get myself to do it. I cannot pretend to be your friend when I know I want more than that.” He says as he lets out a small sob.

“I can wait for you. I can wait for your love, I can do that..” you say as you try to stop yourself from crying over this again.

Shaking his head he lets your hand go as he stands up and helps you stand up.

“Can I just say one thing?” You say softly, your words coming out slurred as the alcohol starts getting to you. Giving you a small nod he helps you walk towards your house, “Know that you made me the happiest person when we were together. I couldn’t ask for more than what we had…it feels like you left me hanging by myself but I know I would have to move on and let this story die.”

You say everything in one go as you cough and hiccup. You notice Kevin opening his mouth to speak again but you stop him by putting your finger up telling him that you want to continue and that you’re not done yet, “For now, it’s only me but…but I’d like to pretend that we’re still friends, okay?” You say as you look at him with your expectant eyes.

“Okay…whatever you say..” he says softly as he looks down at your shining eyes which were staring back up at him. “Maybe that’s all you need to move on from me..” he says, mostly to himself but you catch onto it but he doubts you’d remember all this in the morning tomorrow.

Reaching your door steps he helps you stand straight as he looks through your bag to find your keys.

“You keep on clinging to your papers and pens, yeah?” You say softly in a joking manner as you enter the house and slam the door shut on his face.

Letting out a small chuckle Kevin looks at your door as he takes a step back, stuffing his hands in his pockets he takes a one last look at your door and walks away.

That’s an end to a story then, something which was bittersweet. There are some moments he wishes he could forget all together but most of them are the ones he cherishes the most and that’s what matters to him.

You guys maybe strangers to each other now but the time you both spent as lovers was some of the most valuable ones.

🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸

[bellaxgiornata]

You may give that evil boop to any of the boys. Or disperse it. Whichever you choose.

As much as I'd love to give it to Matt for always being a cocky butt and forcing so many fic ideas into my head, I'm going to disperse it evenly because I picture an evil boop being the equivalent of a rolled up newspaper lightly smacking them on their noses simultaneously and I just can't pass up that mental image 🤣

[miidnighters]

@laidbear sent ❛  04 .   a  kiss  to  apologize .

It was a very rare day indeed that Bella was cranky with Bear. He'd not done it on purpose - had complete free reign in her apartment - but he'd still been rifling, and something had gotten smashed. She was holed up in the armchair, rather than on the couch that afforded him the most room, when Bear comes to slide into her lap. He offers contrite apologies and a soft, chaste kiss to punctuate them.

Bella stifles a sigh - instead wrapping arms around him to pull him close.

"I know you didn't mean it, darling, I'm sorry for getting mad."

[bella-feed]

🥂 Cheers to sana's debut on this blog! give @sanaxo-o and @hooshix lovee, sweets <33

How they’d punish their S/O (HHU)

Warnings: not that yandere-ish but they’re just so petty. Still getting used to writing yandere rn so might take some time for it to be dark. Not at all proofread 😭😇

Request for: @devotedlycertainphantom hope you like it even tho it isn’t that good!

Taglist: @azfa23

Wc: 394

HHU | VCU | PRU

Choi Seungcheol:

Seungcheol is someone who can control his anger well because of how much patience he had to bear since he was young.

He typically won’t exert his anger on his s/o but rather lash out on others or snap at others (maybe even his s/o)

He’d become more possessive and would remind his s/o through his actions if he thinks that they’re stepping out of line. He’d over all just become distant as a punishment and would not spoil his s/o for the time being.

Jeon Wonwoo:

Wonwoo when angry would shut his s/o off. He won’t talk with them and would probs give them a silent treatment although the argument wasn’t that big (but it is kind of to him)

He would stop talking with his s/o and would just do his work and play game on pc instead of spending time with his s/o

He would go as far as just ordering food for himself instead of asking if his s/o wants something like he usually would.

Kim Mingyu:

Mingyu for sure would become petty as a punishment. When cooking he’d only cook for himself and when asked why he did not make food for his s/o as well he’d give such a petty response and remind them about the argument they had.

He’d make snarky remarks on every single thing when angry as a sign of punishment and to show that he is still angry he’d on purpose sleep in the other room.

Would place things on the higher shelf on purpose and would not give them to you no matter how much you beg because that’s just how he is.

Chwe Vernon:

Dude is just so nonchalant that it is difficult to know if he is angry at you or not but it’s easy to guess when he is being petty because he will do things his s/o hates on purpose.

When talking he will interrupt his s/o and would be like “oh you were talking? My bad.” But then continue with what he was saying

Would be so fucking petty and snarky and would get on your damn nerves any chance he gets.

He’d also stop himself from laughing even though he finds the joke funny and would just walk away after giving a judging stare.

[frasermints]

my neighbor is so cute oh my god

[bella-feed]

I'm back home, love

pairing: idol! military-bf!jeonghan x f!military-gf reader

warning(s): the reader and jeonghan both cry, mentions of hugs and kisses, food, and mentions of seungcheol and dino. reader is elder than dino and hence he refers to her as 'noona'

genre: fluff. pure fluff (its sad in the start tho ☹️)

wc:

author: i miss jeonghan. ik he aint my bias, but my feed is litreally filled w edits of him. and since @sanaxo-o is a military gf, thought I'd surprise her w this. im litreally writing this after banging my head to history :(( [HISTORY SUCKSSSSSSS]

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tagging :: @mooniewrld , @syluslittlecrows , @joepomonerof , @potayaa

You sat on the dining table, near the kitchen, with a dim overhead light, eating store bought ramen, again. You missed him, ofcourse you did, he was your boyfriend.

Jeonghan being gone to military should be normal, since you both knew he would have to go. But his enlistment was on the same day as your birthday! Its been two years since he has been enlisted and he would still refuse to tell you when he'd comeback.

Those two years felt like 20 centuries. You and Jeonghan had been dating for 7 years without it being noticed by the media. His enlistment affected the "most" to his fans, or as they thought so, but only you knew how you held yourself together for those two years.

For the last three days, Jeonghan was out of your reach. You couldn't contact him, nor did you know any proper method of contacting your love. Worry ate you up, and once again the sleepless nights begun— same as the former onces, just when he was enlisted.

The door bell rang, flinching you out of your thoughts. You set down the spoon, which was in your hand and got up with a sigh.

You walked towards the main door and switched on the lights of the living room, on your way. A small gasp let out of your mouth seeing Seungcheol and Dino on the other side of the door.

You made way for them to enter your apartment. "Seungcheol, Dino what are you guys doing here?" A small hint of surprise was evident in your voice, as they made themselves at home.

"We just stopped by, Noona. Do you have something to eat, I'm starving." He replied, already walking towards the kitchen cabinet to find something for him to eat.

"There might be some snacks." You muttered, sitting down next to Seungcheol. Your ramen long forgotten on the dinning table, itself.

"There is a surprise for you." Seungcheol announced, on the arrival of Dino with a bag of chips in his hands. "A surprise! For me?" Surprise clearly evident in your voice now.

"Yea. Also, Happy Birthday, Y/n." He said leaning for in for a hug. You thanked him, not before Dino engulfing you in a hug too. You were pretty close with Jeonghan's members, so physical contact was normal in your friendship.

"What surprise?" You reminded Seungcheol. He smiled at you and patted your head, making his way towards the main door. While walking he shoved his phone in his pocket, ignoring your confused look at his action.

He opened the door and, "I'm back home, love." A sweet voice made its way to your ears.

Tears sprung in your eyes as you couldn't believe who was in front of you. Jeonghan ran towards you, throwing his military bag on the ground. Seungcheol and Dino, with a smile on their faces saw the scene unfold before thier eyes.

Jeonghan picked you up from your couch and held you tight by your waist. You head buried in his shoulder and your feet tangled near his waist.

He took in your smell and let out a sigh of relief when he finally held you. He set you down on your feet and slowly wiped away the tear which raced below your cheeks. "Hannie." You said softly, hugging him again.

He rested his chin on your shoulder, closing his eyes, ran his hand through your silky hair. "I am back. Forever." He smiled.

Detaching from the hug, he placed a kiss on your lips, cheeks, eyes, everywhere.

"This is your surprise, Y/n." Seungcheol smiled, still standing near the door. You smiled back at him, obviously loving his "surprise".

"Happy Birthday, love." Jeonghan said before crashing his lips to yours, again. Seungcheol and Dino left your apartment, letting you both to be. And, obviously Dino took your chips' packet with him.

credits: @adornedwithlight (dividers)

[byanyan]

[ alone ] for one muse to find the other trying to treat themselves (Bella to find Byan - up to u if u wanna put this in his fledgling verse or her human verse)

injury/hurt promptsㅤㅤ∘ ˚ ( accepting )

ㅤit shouldn't come as a shock when they hear the sounds of footsteps approaching — a random, shitty little alley is not the most private of spaces in which to be patching up their newest collection of injuries, after all — and yet byan still feels a spark of alarm all the same when struck with the realization that they're about to be found. movements become more frantic, the thread attached to just-finished stitches snapped between their teeth, excess tossed to the ground as a blood-soaked hand reaches for the roll of bandage resting atop their bag. (their injuries heal faster these days, but not as quickly as they've seen it happen on others. sometimes mortal treatments are still necessary — the blood loss may not be life threatening anymore, but too much lost leaves them starving and at risk of frenzy, neither of which they want to have to worry about tonight.)

halfway through hurriedly wrapping up their bicep, one of numerous injuries still oozing blood even with the sutures holding it closed, they hear the footfalls cease and bristle, drawing to a reluctant pause. head lifts, and wild eyes dart over to fix the stranger who's so rudely interrupted them with a sharp, warning glare.

ㅤㅤ" th'fuck're you lookin' at? "ㅤthe words are ground out through grit teeth, their upper lip curling back in a snarl. balled up on the ground, back pressed to a wall, and covered in blood as they are, byan is sure they don't look like much of a threat — if anything, they probably look more pathetic and pitiable — but they're fully prepared to prove that they are if she makes the mistake of coming closer for any reason. dropping their clean roll of bandage to the filthy concrete beneath them in favour of one of their knives isn't what they want to do right now, but they're no less willing to do so if pushed.

ㅤㅤ" unless you're here t' finish me off, keep walkin'. s'none'a your fuckin' business. 'n even if y'are here to do me in, i'd advise against comin' any closer anyway — 'm more willin' than ever to shove a knife in someone's throat after the night i've had, y'don't wanna test me right now. "