#threads;yongsun

[n0chanxes]

The issue...issues weren't solved. Far from it.. And maybe that was exactly why Yongsun so easily leaned into whatever this dynamic was becoming. Because maybe they were the only other two beings at least in this realm that knew what was going on. Neither was trying to hide it, or forget it but they were still themselves. Still somehow comfortable and willing enough for.. this.

"That so~?" Yongsun let his voice tip lower, a chuckle escaping smirking lips as eyes glowed like hungry, molten lava. He took another half step closer, not caring to look away from the smaller frame.

"Well then how 'bout this? I'll start it off as a little pull, a soft little tug." His finger traced up, slower than it'd moved down. A warm, deliberate touch ran back up Ash's chest, over his neck, stopping only after he'd tilted a sharp chin up, lips almost brushing as his voice dripped into a low whisper. "After that? We'll see if you can handle something... a little firmer~." A hungry smirk lingered, tongue lathing over Yongsun's own lips as he took steps away.

"I'll be in touch~" Was all he spared, save for a shameless one-over and a little wave, before disappearing in a plume of flame.

How they could both go from such rage, to this, was something someone somewhere might want to study. To know how two creatures, clearly so driven by their emotions, could switch from one to the other but Ash knew, at least in his case, that his emotions hadn't switched so much as... been driven by one another. The rage, from fear. This strange kind of allure and relief, from the rage. All of it a melting pot of thoughts and feelings and plans and need that his mind couldn't quite settle on one thing.

And while he might not be able to taste the air like Yongsun, didn't even know that Yongsun could taste the air in such ways, he had a small feeling that perhaps they weren't so different in that regard. He could be entirely wrong, but a small hopeful part of him took that thought and run with it.

"A little pull, hm?" he repeated, eyes locked onto Yongsun, never once drifting even to follow his hand. They were too busy taking in fascinatingly different eyes, a smirk that made his insides twist in the best of ways. A face that just minutes before, really, had been full of pain and worry and devastation, and minutes before that, full of anger and a hunger like nothing Ash had ever seen.

Each so pure, so raw, that he wanted to see them again and again. Wanted to soothe his pain, stoke his anger, relish in his hunger. But they had other, important things to focus on.

"I think I can handle far more than a little pull."

[r3dblccd]

Open Starter

"I'm never going back."

[formorethananame]

@notfrsale, a closed starter

Sometimes, walking was difficult. This was one of those times.

Rowan closed his eyes as he tucked his arms back into the position they were used to being held in. His legs folded the same way, and it immediately relieved the ache in his bones. It didn't seem like he would be moving from this spot tonight, which was a shame.

He wanted to see Yongsun, and Yongsun didn't know that he had been living in this run down building since his escape. Rowan sighed softly. How was he supposed to exist outside of that basement if he couldn't even move without pain? Maybe he was better off in those chains; at least that much his body understood.

[eyesofshan-if]

I remember you saying the song Night flower was used as an inspo for some of the ro's a while back and now I'm curious, if you had to assign the ro's Ahn ye eun songs that describe them the best, which would they be if it's not spoilery to say? 👀

hansol: Red Knot

this red thread between you may stretch and tangle, but it will never break — for better or for worse.

yongsun: Night Flower

is the word 'love' too much to put it on lips that don't deserve it i walk towards hell with my feet

wooyoung: Midnight Sun

my memories so deep inside my mind just like a faded dream hide behind the clouds

raon: Sailing

how can i be calm even though i have hope in my arms? since the sail was spread let’s go wherever she goes, oh

noeul: Changgwi

tonight, let's dance until you lose your mind, let's dance between the teeth of the mountain god. come and dance with me!

????: The Moon During The Day

when spring comes, let's go there, to my hell that resembles you even if the sun doesn't shine and the flowers don't bloom let's stay together

[aejiajia]

⚡ ┊ ┊ ⋆˚  PROFILE

🍓 ⋆ ★ BASICS!

BIRTH NAME :: Song Chaein | 송채인

STAGE NAME :: Chaein | 채인

ENGLISH NAME :: Azul Song

NICKNAMES :: ChaeChae, Barbie, Baby Chae, Puppy, Nation's sunshine

BIRTHDAY :: 7th june, 1998

ZODIAC :: Gemini

BIRTHPLACE :: Jeju-Do, South-Korea

LANGUAGES :: Korean (Native), English (98%), Japanese (85%), Mandarin (74%), Thai (43%), Dutch (37%)

🍓 ⋆ ★ PHYSICAL

HEIGHT :: 5'2

BLOOD TYPE :: A

PIERCINGS :: 2 lobe piercings, 1 helix piercing, 1 nose piercing

TATTOOS :: Womb succubi tattoo, Blackpink logo over heart, Chain on left upper thigh, Lipstick kiss mark on the right side of her neck

FACE CLAIM :: Karina/Jimin (Aespa)

VOICE CLAIM :: Wendy (Red Velvet) sound - Solar/Yongsun (Mamamoo) skill

DANCE CLAIM :: Yeji (Itzy)

🍓 ⋆ ★ CAREER

PROFESSION : Idol

GROUP :: BLACKPINK

LABEL :: YG entertainment

TRAINING PERIOD :: 7 years, 5 months

POSITIONS :: Main vocalist, visual

REPRESENTATIVE ANIMAL :: 🐯

🍓 ⋆ ★ TRIVIA

> She jokes that if she wasn't an idol, she would be unemployed, though she otherwise thinks she'd be an actress

> Chaein has diagnosed ADHD, although this fact is never made public

> During an interview Chaein almost said her ideal type would be Dreamcatcher's Jiu but quickly caught herself and answered with Mingyu

> Most of Chaein's predebut pictures are just of her eating

> She has no volume control, if she is excited you'll know

> Her favourite animal is a fox!

> She has a pet dog named 'Tink' and would love getting a ferret

> She's an ambassador for Prada

> Chaein has taken part in writing many of BLACKPINK's songs! Like 'Happiest girl', 'Kick it' and her solo's

> Her favourite BLACKPINK song is lovesick girls, though her favorite to perform is as if it's your last

> Her favorite song overall is 'Feel Special' by Twice!

> Chaein often spends the night with her members, she has a bit of trouble falling asleep alone

> No matter where she goes she always has a specific seal plushie with her, it's tattered and holding onto a thread but she refuses to buy a replacement

[n0chanxes]

Starter for @serenityxbecca ; v; from Yongsun 

“You know~” The music blared around him, and he loved the chaos of it all so much. Keen eyes remained on his food, and on the small knife he was toying with idly, danger laced in his smile, “No matter how cute you are, its incredibly rude to stare~”

[wcvensouls-archive]

@dreams-of-fate asked  :

Wook shifted from one foot to the other, awkward about whether or not it was okay to hug his childhood friend in greeting, after finally getting a chance to meet up with him again. Since there's the desire was there to do so was there as it was sometimes with people he's been close to. "It's great we get a chance to hang out more now," he said, smiling.

        although they had been fairly close when they were younger, as the only two kids running around amongst all the adults in the filming sets, it was indeed hard to determine exactly what to do upon meeting again after many years without talking. while yongsun was most definitely excited to see wook again, he did keep a safe distance in case the other was not comfortable with the proximity they used to share as children  —  after all, it was different back then, and he didn’t want to make things unnecessarily awkward.

        regardless of that, yongsun had a rather large smile on his face upon looking at his old friend, a sign of the fact that he still cherished his company, even though it had been a long time since they last saw each other or spoke.  “ it really is!  it brings back so many memories, i can’t believe it’s been this long since we’ve met. ”

[thisgusting]

     a weekend off; pulling all-nighters was not a new thing for yong... neither was an unprompted convenience store run. she might have been completely out of it, not looking where she was going — that’s where running on autopilot was a skill that came in handy. hazily locating the spiciest ramen she could find, she picked it up and was on her way to grab a can of monster — if she was going to stay up until morning, she might as well give herself a little ‘kick’, just for fun. 

     now that all the products yongsun wanted to get had been collected, she could make her way to the register. but... did she ?? nah. tired eyes bored into the back of someone who seemed eerily familiar; if she had a free hand she would make sure to rub her temple, because this couldn’t be... “———... GEN ??” was it a fucking ghost ?? yong sure looked like she had just seen one. she didn’t see the stranger’s face yet, what was she thinking ?? should she start apologizing for her mistake right away ?? there was no goddamn way it was her. there couldn’t be. genevieve was gone. it was all in the past. yongsun had barely just moved on, but even the mere thought of seeing her again... it brought her back to all the questions that were left unanswered, the pain of being left behind... it stung. 

     “fuckin’ pathetic,” she would eventually mutter under her breath. “sorry... i’m just seeing things —— i thought you were...” a pause, wistful sigh soon following. “nevermind.” they didn’t even turn. there’s still a chance... // @amoreisms​​

[n0chanxes]

Well this sure as hell was a fine mess the wraith had gotten himself into; and on a few different fronts too. First he’d managed to catch feelings for a boy in the weeks leading up to class. Then he’d managed to start dating said boy without realizing until the very start of the first day of classes that it was that same boy [his boyfriend] that was to be one of his professors. And now they couldn’t be together in any sense, really, now that school had started and there were eyes [and cameras...] everywhere. It’d been weeks since they’d even been able to hold hands, months since Yongsun had allowed himself to feed on another’s energy. Which left him as he was now, almost sick, very weak, and fuck Charlie looked so good in front of a classroom. “Mmmmmmh” The soft, weak, groan of a whine was his first reply because for a hungry wraith, even that gentle touch was a little too nice, too tempting. Yongsun looked down to the desk, but pressed into that touch with a wave of his hand, “I’m fine, I’m fine.. Just tired is all and...” His voice lowered just a little, just to be safe, “....andimissyou.....us”

plot: Charlie (astrology professor ) is dating one of his students, he noticed that his boyfriend was looking off all class and it worried him.

The class files out of the room, and Charlie couldn’t suppress his worry any longer. He’d seen how flushed the other was all class - were they sick? As the last student left he made his way over to the boy still sitting at his desk. Putting one hand on his own forehead he puts the other hands on the students head, “You shouldn’t come to class if you’re sick.” Charlie chastises, unable to hide the hint of worry within his voice despite the words. Really, students coming to class sick was rather stupid in his mind, it wasn’t as if they learned anything if they were here sick and - their temp didn’t feel off. His brows furrow in confusion, pulling his hands away from both of their foreheads and looking at the others red face. They were only slightly warm, nothing alarming, so why were they so red? “Are you okay?”

[exdoyoung-ia]

Tattoo And A Hunk Oh My || Youngsun & Doyoung

It was a normal day of getting through his appointments tattooing and giving clients piercings. Letting out a soft hum as he twirled his pen against his fingertips leaning back against the chair. Luckily today was a slow day, so the place wasn’t really packed. He had decided to give Nova the day off, so was just Doyoung working alone at the shop today. Word in town there was new teacher working at the academy. But he didn’t understand what was the big deal. He’s not that hot right? Skimming through some paperwork hearing someone walking into the shop. “Ah! Just give me one second. Sorry about that!” 

And just when he was about to carefully place the stack of paperwork onto the table he had quickly dropped it as he glanced at Youngsun. He was quite..built. Very muscular. Doyoung don’t stare for too long. Quickly he snapped himself out of his own trance, but in that process he ended up dropping his papers having it scattered across the floor. “Ah shit---Ah sorry!” 

“You can take a seat if you like.” 

[mp-joshakana]

So A Guy Walks Into a Bar.. 🌺 ‘Shua&Yongsun

  Starter for the cutie @mpxsolar

🌺

   It isn’t that Joshua doesn’t like bars, or in this case, lounges, or that he doesn’t like drinking. In fact he likes drinking very much and in theory going to a bar to have a drink is a thing that Joshua could definitely get behind. That said, as he sits at the little table watching as some illustrious beauty with golden wings entertains on stage, Joshua realizes that this may be his first experience in a bar such as this. It’s technically a burlesque lounge so the performance he is watching unfold before him is nothing short of impressive but still-- it’s the first of it’s kind that Joshua has been exposed to!

  He supposes that his wide eyed staring is also fairly normal because as he eventually pulls his eyes away from the dancer to look around he sees similar expresses on other faces. Save for a handful of regulars and what he assumes to be other dancers. How fine and sophisticated they look with their perfectly arranged hair and makeup! He knows about the art of burlesque but man is it different in person! As he is thinking on just how much he would want to bring Khel here and twiddling with the stir straw in his drink someone strikes up a greeting next to him.

   For a few seconds he just doesn’t react because he quietly assumes the greeting is not for him at all, but then the voice seems to prod him for a response in a friendly way.

  “Sorry-yes, hi hello,” it all comes out at once as he catches up and turns to look at the person speaking. “I didn’t catch all that- could you say the last part again?”

[n0chanxes]

"Is that okay?" Yongsun cooed, stealing a lingering kiss to the corner of Bo's increasingly addictive lips, sparing Bo's bottom lip a little nip before he locked their gazes. "That sounds.. You're..." He breathed out a chuckle because sure words were hard,--- but so was he. And it was all his pup's fault. "Perfect"

He leaned in again, lips pressing long, lingering kisses against Bo's jaw. Lips trailed slowly down the exposed skin, joined back licks and groaning little nips. A flash of his eyes and their clothes were gently alight, in a simmering flame, the sort that could raze everything to the ground, but left them untouched.

"All I wanted..." Crooned a low, rumbling voice, hands caressing every single inch of skin they could find as more and more was revealed by the flames. "All I want is.. for you let go... Be selfish. See what you want, take it. And if I'm the one who gets to give that to you? Anything.. everything you want?"

Yongsun's head shook, tongue lathing over an exposed nipple as the last of their clothes burned away, leaving them so bare, so exposed and safe, wrapped around each other. Glowing, glittering eyes peered up before the Fallen licked a long line back up to those lips, voice barely a whisper,

"Then its everything I could've hoped for.. a million times over"

They'd both confessed to... so much in such simple words. Both said such deep, maybe even terrifying things but without having to speak the actual words. Because how else did two creatures, two people, in lives surrounded by so many people who needed them, who wanted them, who kept them close for duty and friendship and family and more, show just how special this moment was, than to give all of themselves to the other? It was poetic, really. Bo had never much taken to poetry, but this... this was one poem he could read over, and over, and over. Tattoo on his body. Memorise and recite...

The soft moment, hands on his warming cheeks amongst the heavy need that passed between them was... jarring in the best way. It helped him breathe, take a moment, take in the moment. Eyes searched Yongsun's in the moments he could, his lips took soft brushes with little hiccupped breaths and presses of his own in return.

"I think... that would sound perfect," he whispered, exhaled, clung to the idea, really. To have all of this man, all of... of the man who had grabbed his attention from the start. The man who had made his heart race and skip and somersault without having to do anything but glance at him. The man that... he'd been so convinced hadn't wanted him in return for all this time.

And now... Now here he was, holding him like he was precious. Words like... like "I don't think I've stopped wanting you... from the first moment I saw you", like "I'm all yours". Like "What if I gave you all of me?" spilling between them, making his heart swell and his entire being practically glow. He pressed another, softer kiss to those perfect, perfect lips, resting his forehead gently against Yongsun's for a breath, for a moment.

"I... I want you. To feel you everywhere.... But... but also to... to make you feel good. Is that okay?" Such a silly question, in the grand scheme of things, but as he took a breath, as hands trailed over warm, perfectly sculpted skin down, down, down, he couldn't think of anything else to ask. How to ask if he could pleasure a man who practically dealt in sex most of the time. He'd probably be inadequate in comparison but... he was eager to please. That counted for something, right?

[kimsyongsun]

i’m having a weird day where i stare at a photo of yongsun for half an hour and then go on social media to rant about how much i love her, i’m hormonal af today lmao

[n0chanxes]

Chaos, Now ::Yongsun&Nix

@hellslittleprince​

“How long has it been?” Yongsun hummed softly to himself, sitting on his floor, surrounded only by his knives, room filled only with the sound of his words and metal sharpening against stone. His head craned slowly to the side as he looked over the knife. He’d just cleaned them all--- Well, most of them. He’d not wanted to, so many memories but his babies deserved to be pampered just as much as he did every so often and he’d been sure to clean them himself. 

“One week,  two weeks maybe?” His brows knit as he dragged the knife’s blade against the sharpening stone, and then tilted again as he picked it up with one hand, looking at the edge he’d spent at least ten minutes honing. “No no no no, a little over three weeks I think, since I was called to help the Original and his little pup. So then why, I wonder..”

Without a sign or second of hesitation, his right hand shot out to the side, grasping at flesh, flesh that he couldn’t see but could almost, almost taste, gripping at the throat of what he so so hoped would be his second midnight snack. His gaze turned, glowing blood red, smile spreading across his face like position through a vein as he looked in the direction of his almost hidden visitor. “Are you here spying on me, Little Birdie? I don’t remember ordering dinner but....” His head tilted as his smile grew wider, eyes flashing, “I’ve never been picky~”

[wcvensouls-archive]

* TAG DUMP / ocs .

lim yongsun  :  threads . lim yongsun  :  visage . lim yongsun  :  about . lim yongsun  :  aes . lim yongsun  :  closet .

kang hajoon  :  threads . kang hajoon  :  visage . kang hajoon  :  about . kang hajoon  :  aes . kang hajoon  :  closet .

[thisgusting]

     nobody was looking, right ?? there was quite literally no one around — yongsun was growing restless; a black tie decorating her neck was loosened enough to let her breathe easily, heavy eyes blinking ever so slowly. there were times where she thought this job couldn’t get any worse... boredom was a part of it. 

     she couldn’t complain much, however — that meant that the princess was safe and sound. that was probably the only requirement, wasn’t it ??

     so there she stood, right outside her door; mindlessly tapping a familiar tune with her fingers against the wall she was leaning against. yong could only hope it wasn’t heard, or at least wasn’t annoying enough to warrant a scolding from the royal family. it was the last thing she wanted. a semi-exhausted mind, a tense body and restlessness ?? 

     yeah, if they ever complained, she wouldn’t be able to remain as professional as she usually was, and it would be a SHAME. the gig was nice. and her client wasn’t too bad, either. 

     in fact, the princess was — for the lack of a better word — COOL. unlike any other important person she had ever came in contact with. the more she thought about it, though, the more she was realizing that some nobles were just regular folks, with a fancy title in front of their name. they all had their own, individual issues, and struggled just as much as the commoners... just like yongsun, herself. 

     some footsteps were heard, coming from the inside of the room she guarded. soon the doors pushed open just a little, a figure peering outside; the bodyguard immediately tensed, shaking herself off and away from the open-eyed slumber she caught herself falling into, “—— are you in need of my assistance ?? did something happen ??” // @amoreisms​​