#r3dblccd

[t-errifier]

𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂 - well aware that she was a singer of sorts. he hoped that his playlist would serve to get her in the mood for the holiday - & when something with a female vocalist came on . . . he stared at @r3dblccd expectantly, waiting for her to belt out in song.

[blackcardz]

 money  money  money  : @r3dblccd

 ❛  i  swear,  if  we  get  caught,  i'm  blaming  you  .  .  .  even  though  this  was  my  idea.  ❜

[mxldito]

@r3dblccd | How Well Do You Know Coyote?

"Every one of you who picked Flintstones car, I'm locking you in a medium-sized crate and shipping you to Ohio. That said, a lot of you also answered that on the last question and I can understand why."

[star-paths]

Staying the Night | status: open

@r3dblccd asked: ❝ i know this might sound weird but, do you wanna stay over? i guess ‘sleepover’ sounds kind of childish but. i think it’d be nice. ❞ (from Minsung to whoever you find fitting^^)

He’d been enjoying his visit with Minsung thus far, having been invited over after practicing all day at the male’s dance studio — a suggestion from his group leader, Park Mingyu, as a way to brush up on his dance skills and get a bit of variety mixed in outside of the company’s hired choreographers. They’d been at it for a couple of months now, and already he felt himself far more comfortable in his own skin than he had been in the beginning; he deeply appreciated Minsung’s tutelage.

However, despite their easy familiarity, the invitation from the other caused his brows to hike high on his forehead, dark lashes fluttering as he worked to process the request. Had he misunderstood? His Korean still wasn’t the best, but it was far better than when he first moved.

Pointing to himself rather comically he clarified “me? Tonight?”

He glanced down at his phone, checking to see if he had any messages from his group mates expecting him back. Nothing popped up. He chewed at his bottom lip thoughtfully.

“I suppose I could… I’d have to borrow your shower though. I’m still pretty sweaty from practice,” he winced a bit at this fact. “Also, possibly some clothes if you have anything that’ll fit.”

[hcttogo]

@r3dblccd

“I get the feeling that you wouldn’t believe me if I said I was your guardian angel,” Serena said with a tilt of her head, trying not to grin too much. It was fun to say even if no one ever believed her.

[gccdwitch]

@r3dblccd liked for a starter (2/2) Based on: this plot

“Awww what’s up? Why the long face?” Although Ethan asks that as innocently as he can manage, there’s a shit-eating grin on his face. “Don’t tell me you’re a sore loser?”

[formorethananame]

@r3dblccd, a closed starter

"My love." Lucifer sat down, watching Abbadon. She looked as beautiful as ever, but this was the problem. He had been unable to admire that beauty because she'd been too busy for him lately. "Are you free finally, or do I have to wallow in my misery for yet longer?"

[r4bidog]

 gangjae had nothing against how people dressed , never had a particular taste in choosing an attire either since he himself wasn't always dressed like a fashionista — it's just that yongsun’s skirt was way too cute to be ignored today . caught his attention when he walked out of the bedroom to gather his phone , talking to some of his friends , rescheduling a friends’ night out . but gangjae was focused on the way his little skirt hitched up his thigh when he sat down , the way it just looked so cute . a pillow hits his face and snaps gangjae back on his senses – he's calling for him , when he looked up . yongsun's frown is confused , showing something in his phone and asking a probably irrelevant question . ❛ uhh huh ? what ? come again ? ❜ / @r3dblccd

  * starter call. accepting

[lucidrims]

˖ ࣪ . ࿐ ♡ ˚ . shin coming thru for @r3dblccd !

            " i know i lied to you, but i promise it was for your own benefit ! " shinho does what he does best, pouting and showing his puppy-dog eyes, " will you forgive me ? "

[lycanus]

to @r3dblccd ... for amethyst

"Sorry if this is, like, a rude question," Makenzie said suddenly. "But.... what do you do for the full moon? Like, where do you run?" He knew, theoretically, that werewolves could live anywhere. He'd heard the stories of his moms shifting in public parks or apartment living rooms before moving here, to the edge of the forest. But Kenny was born here, genuinely spent the vast majority of her childhood running around in the forest with her brothers, full moon or not. It's hard to conceive of anything else. "Or do you not run during the full moon? Is that just a thing that my pack does?"

[united-as-one]

continued from: here ( @r3dblccd )

The rain heightened his senses, even in the sordid light of day. The vampire owed a lot to the half-elf that stood before him, a relationship and a friendship developed from common cause and a desire to protect one another from anything that would cause both their kingdoms trouble. But through it all, Yunjae could see in the eyes of Jum a concern that one would only have with a desire of something more than just friendship, no... This was something much more. "Are you-..." Words silenced, question asked no more as he feels those lips press tightly against his own. Those soft whispers from the elf making the vampire's own breathing quicken as he returns the kiss, months and months of tension unveiling at the seams.

"My prince..." He whispers, a sign of loyalty and respect, but more selfishly a sign of the vampire's mutual desires now shared to Jum. As their kiss deepens further, he pushes the elf which forces them to part if only for a few moments against a wall before the bloody vampire frantically loosens his shirt, revealing partially his already drenched chest from the dense rainfall. "My everything..." No words were needed anymore, as they engage in a passionate makeout, weapons tossed aside as he now attempts to remove the shirt of the elf.

[caelcstis]

@r3dblccd requested a drabble !! the theme: new years !! with jupiter and minsung, of course.

new years was either spent with his brothers, or simply on his own. it wasn't ever anything too magical, even as a kid it never had been. it was just another year, another day. another thought of survival. but there was another piece to the puzzle now, and it wasn't like jupiter could run off whenever he wanted just because his anxiety and depression was eating him alive. that little piece kept him stuck now, and not in a bad way. rather it made him feel a little more whole.

while minsung had been out with the people in his company, hosting their own celebration for a year of hard work and whatever else a workplace does (partially why he was happy he was an independent artist), jupiter was cooped up at home. between the packing for their new home and going through things they didn't need during the move: emptying the fridge and freezer was definitely that. he hounded his brother for recipes and ideas for what they had left, and making short and very quick trips to the store for small amounts of ingredients that could be used up.

his glasses had been tossed many times throughout the evening from being fogged up due to steam (of course his blind ass had to pick them up eventually both for his sake and so callisto wouldn't find them to knock them off the counter). he was covered in flour and cornstarch, rice flour. he eventually had to throw his hair up in a small ponytail atop his head just to have it out of his face. it looked like a little mushroom cap ground out of his head, and he was sure his brothers would he laughing their ass off at him (actually leo had when he was facetiming him earlier).

it was getting to be late, and perhaps jupiter had made too much . . . but if there was something he knew of his boyfriend was that he loved food. really, it had been helping jupiter's own habits with his relationship towards it, even his own stomach was growling as he was checking on the seaweed and miso soup (his favorite, he had to pry out of regulus' hands). it was perfect, like everything else he had made shockingly. he saw his phone light up and he was quick to pick it up, seeing it was minsung texting. he was on his way home.

"shit-" the words came out of him before he could think about them. he replied with a simple sticker of a black cat making a heart above its head, and then the phone was thrown back onto the counter and he was running through the studio. he was jumping over the dogs and wiggling past the cat just to get to the bathroom. when he finally caught face of his own reflection, he let out a pitiful groan before ripping the hair tie out of his head and throwing his glasses into the sink. he was quick with throwing the messy clothes in the hamper before he was hopping in the shower with a slam of the door.

it didn't take long for him to wash up, quickly scrubbing his hair and then the rest of him. he was only in a towel running around the place, quickly making his way to the bedroom. clothes, clothes - he had to still had some decent ones left and not all packed up. some nice, not ripped jeans? a turtleneck, a grey top to layer and some jewelry. cool, he could- would work with that. running with his pile of clothes back to the bathroom, he threw it all atop the closed hamper before he was scattering with the makeup and face care. always on a time crunch, always in a rush, always running on his anxiety.

after putting himself together and gently brushing out the waves and curls in his hair, jupiter put on his glasses and assessed himself. huh, he looked pretty hot if he had to say so. cool, great. now he had to clean the kitchen- "fuck !!" he growled and shuffled back out in the kitchen. of course nala and benji were on his tail, curious about everything he was making, when minsung would be home - which was evidently soon. he was throwing dirty knives and boards in the sink, gloves up to his elbows and he was scrubbing them clean.

jupiter just barely made it when he got another text, saying that minsung was coming up the steps. the gloves were slapped over the sink and he herded the dogs from out the kitchen and around the island as he was walking to the fridge. he managed to grab some beer and cider for them both and set them atop the counter before he was rushing to greet his boyfriend at the door.

"shit, shit..." he muttered to himself, fanning himself and adjusting his clothes while he waited for the beeping of his door clicking open from its passcode. when the door clicked open, there came the excited barks and eight legs barreling him over to greet their owner. he stumbled down the step to the door, nearly falling into minsung as he tried to gain his balance back. he grabbed onto his boyfriend's arms, blinking up at him. "sorry, guess they knew you were coming home." like his behavior didn't give it away. "

he laughed softly, bringing minsung and himself back up to the hall leading to the living room. "i made dinner, tried to clean out the fridge so it's kind of a lot." he rambled on nervously. "if you're still hungry, that is - if not i can try to keep it for us tomorrow." god, he hoped he didn't go through all the trouble - but it wasn't trouble! it was for minsung, even if he wasn't hungry now. it wasn't like it would be ruined. just having some time together, watching everyone outside enjoy their time - perhaps even go out (if minsung had the energy after being with everyone else tonight) would be fine for jupiter. or they can just share their drinks and watch tv like always.

"i even made seaweed dinner, y'know, to welcome the new year." he explained as he brought minsung into the kitchen to reveal all the food he made. side dishes, pork, spending the extra money for some beef. veggies freshly prepared and cut, soup covered on the stove. he smiled softly and pressed a soft kiss to minsung's cheek. "i wanted to have good food with you, try to stay up late maybe for the drop? we have to move soon, so i figured it'd be nice to just relax the rest of the night before we're scattering around next month."

was it okay? did it sound like he wasn't so out of his mind he was swearing up and down the studio, made a whole ass mess out of the kitchen just before he walked in? or that he still smelled fresh from the shower, his soap still heavily clinging to him. "does that sound good to you?" the small, childish part of him just wanted him to say okay and be a bit excited. please, please... he couldn't remember the last time he got so excited over someone, over anything anymore. so just please . . .

[mxldito]

🎶✨when u get this, list 5 songs u like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (positivity is cool)🎶✨ p.s you don’t have to answer if you don’t wanna!

Suspiria - Goblin

LA - Boy Harsher

I Feel You - Depeche Mode

Subaqueous Funeral - Worm

Flowers of Evil/Malifore - Electric Wizard

[weedzkiller]

send 💋 for a kiss on the lips (for the New Years kiss meme for Navi and Max <3)

they aren't doing much for new years. the tv is silently playing footage of times square, music playing softly from max's dinged up speaker on the floor. he's making collages with old books and magazines he got from the thrift store while navi works on their most recently dress—something soft and revealing that he can't wait to see them in. and for a moment..... he gets lost in the vision of navi in the forest, in their beautiful new dress, illuminated by the sun with their skirt around their waist.

but she's just as entranced by it right now, face scrunched up in concentration, humming absentmindedly to the music as the tv casts flickering light across its face. it's beautiful. it's brought her so much happiness already, and she can't wait to see what the new year brings.

smiling shyly, max turns away before she can catch them watching—only to see that the countdown has begun, the ball is going to drop in just a few more seconds. "shit, shit, fuck—" they scramble to pause their music, to turn up the volume on the tv, to scoot closer to navi. "kiss me when it gets to zero, when everyone cheers!" they know she won't fully understand why they want this, but she leans in anyway, letting max grab her face so they can kiss her to ring in the new year—hopefully the first of many new years.

[rczepetalz]

@r3dblccd liked for a starter

Scarlet looked at all their luggage. It was a lot. Granted they were staying a property Fenris had bought. But still she didn’t think they needed to bring this much. “You guys know were only going for two weeks right?” she asked.

[wormful]

a starter for @r3dblccd based on this.

　　"i want you to look at me and think i'm fucking special."