𝖠 𝖣𝖨𝖦𝖨𝖳 𝖮𝖥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗢𝗢𝗡

𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗈𝗇, 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗂𝗆𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄.

[moonsmade]

moonsmade is a private writing blog written by meg. mun and muses are all 20 years of age and over. please note triggering and nsfw content will be untagged. scroll at your own risk.

[moonsmade]

when envie had first seen iseul in town, her non-beating heart had felt like it had stopped all over again. she'd frozen in place, thinking it had to be a trick of her mind, right ?  there was simply no way he was here, in this town, so far from where they'd lived. so far from where they'd hunted. she shook it off, and turned to walk the opposite way. since then, however, she'd become positive it was him. what he was doing here was a mystery to her, a town overrun by supernaturals, the hunters never dared hunt on this terf even if they knew of it well. of course, she wouldn't be walking up and asking him. when she'd been turned, she ran off. hoping, praying, her family, and iseul, would think her dead. she was, after all, no longer alive, really. she wondered sometimes if her parents even cared, or if they'd been ashamed she'd been overtaken and killed by vampires in the first place. she wondered, only on her darkest nights, if iseul had missed her. if he had grieved her. now, whenever she saw him, she couldn't help but try and figure out what he was up to in town  —  but from a distance, naturally. even if they'd caught each other's eyes once or twice, she'd always managed to get away before he could get to her. she hoped, in some dark twisted way, that he didn't know it was her. or perhaps even that he thought, like she had, his mind was playing tricks. tonight, she'd followed him into an alley way, and lost him. looking around, she turned a corner out of the alley and towards the back of a building when all of a sudden there he was. and this time, envie had nowhere to go, nowhere to run. her first instinct upon seeing him, up close now, and though she knew she couldn't act on it, didn't deserve to, was to reach out and touch him. to make sure he was real. instead she stood, frozen in place like that first time she'd seen him, all over again.

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[moondecays]

pulling his headphones away from his ears, soren frowns at the ongoing knocking. rent wasn't due and he wasn't expecting any deliveries, nor was koa to the best of his knowledge.. and neither of them have had any particularly bad hookups as of late, so what could the ruckus possibly be for? rising from his place on the couch with headphones now resting around his neck, dark haired male pulls the door open with an unimpressed expression — until koa's little sister comes into view, that is ( while looking equally shell shocked as he. ) “ so that's what the emergency was for, ” he comments, slow enough for her to read his lips. soren's all too aware of how much nico loves their couch ( he picked it out himself, even got it cheap! ) so, while moving out of the way for her to come inside, he signs a clumsy hello. “ koa isn't here right now, but.. feel free to hang out! i was just listening to our new mix. ” gestures towards his open laptop, toying with his lip ring in thought as he opens up the notes app on his phone where can i get you anything? is typed then shown to nico.

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standing in the hallway facing soren, nico is filled with regret from all the noise she’d surely been making previously. not brave enough to speak, not in this moment, and in front of him no less, she merely gives a slight nod at his words. as he moves, she walks inside despite herself, but the moment he signs to her his best hello, she can’t seem to help the smile that’d been rising earlier from returning. she’s careful to watch his lips, to ensure she’s catching his words, but she knows he’s slowed his speech just for her. he’s trying his best to communicate with her, and his effort means more to nico than he even knows. once the phone is offered to her, she grabs it, quickly typing back a response.   —   i’m really sorry if i worried you with my knocking!! i thought koa was home.. he said he’d be…   as she works on her typing, she’s simultaneously walking towards the couch and plopping down rather unceremoniously to be done in front of the object of her affection. nico was never really good at those types of social things and such, though.   thank you for letting me stay anyways! i have been daydreaming about your guys' couch all day. i don’t need anything other than access to this beauty.   and with that, she hands his phone back with a smile still on her, hopefully unnoticably, slightly rosy face.

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sitting at the bar, a whiskey held in his hands, shioh's eyes survey the club looking for his catch of the night. music pumps through his veins, and if he hadn't been a wolf his entire life he was sure he'd have left by now from the scent of the place alone  —  yet it did little to deter him. he was too focused on the one thing he'd come for, and when his eyes landed on her, a smirk took up residence on his previously uninterested face. he walks over to her in strides, confidence surrounding him like an unignorable aura. leaning in towards the beautiful woman, using the loud music as a pretense to invade what would otherwise be personal space, he then, what to most would be a downfall if he wasn't so fucking good looking, opens his mouth.   " you looked lonely, pretty girl. thought it'd only be right to offer my assistance. "

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[moondecays]

“ seriously, can't you leave me alone for once? i have places to be and i don't need you getting in my way like an annoying gnat that won't fuck off. ” dasom curses under their breath, adjusting the strap of their shirt in the mirror. speaking to hajoon with venom was the only way they could get by sometimes; fighting to ignore the persistent ache in their chest every time they so much as looked his way. “ korea's darling princess can survive without their guard for one night. don't you have some desperate maid to fuck? ”

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[moonsmade]

looming was perhaps the best word to describe hajoon’s current neverending presence in dasom’s room. not meant to go unnoticed really, but there to simply be a watcher as things unfolded around him. of course, they were less than pleased with this, even if it was, after all, hajoon’s job. he takes a sharp inhale, doing his best not to lose his cool  —   “ should you like to tell the queen you intend to go out with no guard yourself, be my guest. surely, that would go over just splendidly. ”   his words don’t even really keep the illusion of calmness he’d hoped, but it’s nearly impossibly when the person standing across from him spitting their venom his way is dasom.   “ and, last i checked, my personal affairs aren’t any of your royal highness’ goddamn business. ”   were it anyone else, any other member of dasom’s family especially, he’d most likely never speak to them in this manner. however, dasom had seen him naked  ( and, harder so for him to admit, perhaps even begging ) ,  so it sort’ve felt like all bets were off on the front of formality.   “ i think you’d find being a bit more grateful for your round the clock protection could come in handy when some idiot at a club recognizes you and decides today’s the day to fight back against the monarchy’s unitary authority. but you probably don’t give a rat's ass about an annoying gnat’s two cents, right, princess ?  ” 

[moondecays]

“ are you sure we — are you sure we should be doing this? what if someone.. what if someone sees? ” hestiance in nari's voice was clear as day, holding the hand that had begun slipping underneath her skirt in place despite being so close to where part of her craves it, azriel's touch electrifying on her skin. she's never done something like this before, never been with someone that wants her so badly that location doesn't matter. feels like her heart will beat out of her chest as she takes a subtle look around the crowded room, avoiding his heavy gaze as she whispers, “ we can't get caught.. ”

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[moonsmade]

sitting at a table, ready and waiting for his dinner, azriel was being made to wait much longer than he’d have cared for as she ate her own meal. hardly new to these games, having walked amongst people for nearly a millennium now  —  azriel still couldn’t understand the need for such useless human customs such as going on silly little dates. regardless, he would play the part if it helped him reach his end goal. impatience creeping up as he got closer and closer to nari, he could feel her energy, and like a man starved, his hand began reaching for his prize. taking pause, only for a moment, a wicked grin overtakes his lips. his face grows even nearer to the woman’s neck, lips nearly brushing her ear as he whispers,   “ that’s all up to you, now isn’t it ?  can you be a good girl and stay quiet ?  ”   and yet, hungry as he was, azri could still seemingly always find the time to play with his food before devouring it.

[moonsmade]

a persistent and nonstop knock on the door, nico knows  ( or at least she thinks she knows )  that her brother is home. patience is a virtue not well taught to the qian children, and one nico is entirely ignoring as she continues to more or less pound on the hard oak standing between her and her brother's comfy couch. as the door finally begans to open, she perks up just a bit, ready to reap all the rewards of her brother having an apartment that is anything aside from her shitty campus dorm, when her smile that had been forming falls and a look of confusion and shock overtakes her face. standing before her is most certainly not her brother, and instead his best friend that she's had the tiniest, littlest  ( hugest in the world )  crush on for years. wide eyed blinks take the place of words as nico is frozen, too caught off guard to reach for her phone in order to communicate, to say hello, or more appropriately in this given moment, to apologize.

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[moonsmade]

fingers dancing on beat against the his leg, koa is the most cliche image of a drummer he could possibly be whilst he waits for soren to finish up. he'd been hoping to go for drinks tonight to blow off some steam, it was just koa's style to have a round  ( or four )  after a long band practice. and, really, what are best friends for if they can't share an ice cold beer with you ?  after what felt like hours, but was probably only a few minutes in reality, koa huffs and finally stands up from where he’d been sitting since he finished up himself, grabbing his backpack and slinging it over his shoulder as he approaches soren.   " hey, i was just wondering if you think you'll be done sometime this year  —  or should i call nico and tell her to plan not to see me until 2025 ?  "

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