#ccxkana

[ccxleon-blog]

aesthetic moodboards: 2/?        ♡ ft. @ccxkana​

i want to k i _ _ you * * ( answers may vary. )

[ccjaebum-blog]

💫 prisoners of the past

star light, shine bright for @ccxkana

there used to be time when sleeping through the night was possible, when there were no nightmares that played on loop behind his closed lids, when he didn’t wake up drenched in tears and drowning in guilt. it feels like a lifetime away now and remembering them only provides torture rather than relief. 

this isn’t the first time that jaebum has camped out at one of the local 24-hour starbucks, downing cup after cup of coffee in hopes that sunrise comes faster so that he can at least pretend to do something worthwhile other than wasting the hours away doing nothing just because he’s sick and tired of living in the memories of his past. the coffee shop is devoid of its usual energetic crowd so jaebum has the liberty to stretch out comfortably in the booth he has been camping out in since he got here. 

1:31 AM 

“only five more hours ‘til sunrise.” he declares with mild amusement, looking at the girl with him. “i guess bitter coffee really does work wonders for the heartbroken.” 

[ccjongin-blog]

the last of the real ones

( @ccxkana )

it’s been months since he’s seen her –– months since he’s actually spoken to her. it’s not like jongin’s been avoiding her, he’d found no reason to. if he’s being honest, putting the cold hard truth out there; he found no reason to be near her. he’d learnt the hard way –– had learnt through two lifetimes –– that what he doesn’t need, he doesn’t need to care for. and he thinks he doesn’t need seulgi, not really, in this second life. 

his life had been going fine for him, despite recent breakups with girls he was still putting himself out there, still trying to change himself, to live as much of a normal life as the world would allow him. seulgi in it, would only mean his life would be more troublesome than it already was.

though it would be a lie to say that she hadn’t preoccupied his thoughts. on his darkest nights he’d be drinking soju alone, thinking of happier times. and most of those times involved her.

yet it’s impossible not to see her, especially with their family being good friends. a dinner gathering wasn’t unheard of –– it had just been so long. his mother makes him help out in the kitchen with seulgi and his eyes glance over towards her before he busies himself. he’s not too sure what to say anymore.

he wonders if she hates him, after all he did willingly kill taeyong. he wonders if she knows that he’d do it all over again –– taeyong’s life, to him, meant little if it killing him could have them avoiding another apocalypse. 

his plan for the night was simple. he’d made date plans with a girl he met at a café and would leave the dinner halfway. no small talk, no need for him to socialize and what not. all he needed was an okay from the girl and he’d be good to go.

it’s then when his phone rings and he catches sight of the popup message on the screen. “sorry! i can’t make it today! maybe next time?” great, he thinks. his one escape plan failed him.

“great,” he sighs, rolling his eyes as he replies the message.

[ccxtaeyong]

she touches him like he’s fragile, but not because she believes it to be so– because the entire world dealt with him too harshly. no one cared about him either. no one cared about either of them. why?

                                                         KANA&KNIGHT SEULGI&TAEYONG // A MOODBOARD

tw: blood

                         { here }

[ccxtaeyong]

SHEDDING; a moodboard      shed, v.  (of a mammal) losing ... as a result of molting, disease, or age.

it’s funny how     there’s no way to tell

when the present     becomes the past

                                           to make way for the future

[ccxtaeyong]

@ccxkana replied to your post:( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) + water sports

{taeyong you should’ve just said “marco polo probably wouldn’t make a very good kink” to save yourself

cctaehyung replied to your post:( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) + water sports

(( ^ HONESTLY

{ ihu both

[renaxcc]

╗i: fight and flight ╚

yulhee’s first thought when the portal opens is i’m glad my brother stayed home. she remembers the conversation clearly, how she told him and her aunt that she was going, how she told them not to meet her there because she’d be going with friends.

in reality, the only reason she was going was because she’d been ordered to, and the reason she told them to stay home was because she was worried, concerned something might happen, that she would have to fight. she didn’t want to have to worry about their safety on top of everything else. 

when the familiar appears, she takes off her ring, throwing it into the air to trigger her transformation. when she opens her eyes and catches her sword, the fact that she can at least defend herself and hopefully help others is the only thing she can draw any sort of comfort from. 

she isn’t far from team daredevil’s meeting point, the one they agreed upon in yesterday’s meeting just in case “everything went to hell.” yulhee doesn’t even need to hesitate to know that this is the definition of things going to hell, so she immediately starts heading in the direction of the front of the chobiotics building, hearing the screams all around her and wanting nothing more than to help but knowing that in order to keep herself alive she has to get to the meeting point, has to regroup with her team and figure out their best course of action. 

however, as she runs she spots people all around her -- regular humans without any powers, even children who are trapped in the midst of everything, crying for their parents who have been swept away by the fleeing crowds. yulhee can see kana now, already on the steps of the building. somehow -- maybe because she can see her mouth moving -- over all the din of the sheer panic the whole area is in, yulhee can just barely hear kana’s voice: “daredevil! get to the meeting spot as soon as you can!” yulhee’s jaw tightens, and she makes a split-second decision to help at least one person get to relative safety before following orders.

she kneels next to the nearest crying child, a girl of about three or four, already picking her up as she speaks to her. “shh, it’s gonna be okay, i’m gonna get you out of here.” as she rushes towards higher ground, dodging fights with what looks like scarily realistic wax figures and other kinds of wax dripping from the familiar that just looks like it’s probably dangerous, she takes the hand of another child, this one too old for her to pick up, so he runs next to her. 

she spots jongin nearby, doing the exact same thing she is, and her chest tightens with an all-too familiar emotion before she gets back to focusing on the task at hand. 

[ccyoongi-blog]

☂

☂ Favorite weather

this is a tricky one because yoongi is honestly never happy about the weather- he loves it when it’s raining outside because the sound helps him study, but he also really Really hates cold so he’d have to be warm and comfortable in his bedroom to be content. he only likes rainy weather if he’s indoors tho!!! if he’s outside, then sunny would be nice as long as it’s not too hot, either.