#decalcomcnia

[seasireins-a]

( 🧜🏻‍♀️  ) @decalcomcnia​

  '  stop  staring  ,  stop  staring  ,  stop  staring  !  '  ,  despite  the  words  echoing  inside  of  her  head  she  continued  to  look  at  the  handsome  stranger  standing  across  from  her.  it  wasn't  until  she  locked  eyes  with  him  that  she  abruptly  turned  her  head  the  other  away.  smooth  belle  ,  very  smooth.  she  winced  as  she  cursed  herself  mentally  for  being  so  obvious  with  her  staring.  she  began  feeling  guilt  knowing  she  probably  freaked  the  poor  boy  out.  it  wasn't  like  she  could  help  herself  though  he  was  probably  one  of  the  most  attractive  humans  she's  ever  laid  eyes  on.  after  a  couple  minutes  belle  turned  to  glance  towards  him  only  to  make  eye  contact  again.  this  time  belle  sat  frozen  in  her  seat  with  her  ears  and  cheeks  tinging  a  deep  pink  color.  she  awkwardly  smiled  and  waved  hoping  she  wasn't  coming  off  extremely  creepy.  

[popvocalist]

@𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐎𝐎𝐍  𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃  𝐀  𝐍𝐄𝐖  𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐎.        one  person  tagged:    @decalcomcnia.

[thervnaways]

- ̗̀ training turned tension starters.   ̖́-

status: accepting!

@decalcomcnia​ ( in anon form lmao ) said: “you’re really red right now.” another one for seojun and pinky!!! sjdhbfshdf

                    sweat beads across her forehead, and she’s panting as she pushes him further against the wall. the move had been made to show him who the winner of today’s training session was but he’s managed to turn things around by pointing out the lack of space between them, hence the comment on the shade her skin takes on now.

pinky huffs, blowing her hair out of her face as she glares up at him, still keeping her hold on him firm. “that’s what happens when you train all day. what do you expect? besides, you’re totally red, too!”

[thervnaways]

🥂 this one too

- ̗̀ trope-based emoji meme.   ̖́-

status: accepting! 

🥂 -  a  starter  where  my  muse  drunkenly  confesses  their  true  feelings  about  your  muse  to  them.

                 empty bottles are scattered across the table in between the pair, neither of them sitting on actual chairs ( lest you count a cushion as one ). pinky doesn’t know how many she’s had but she's pretty sure more than half of the drinks were hers. but even with that knowledge, thoughts don’t quite match her actions-- it’s like she’s telling herself to be sober but her body’s still processing her own intoxication and she’s, to put it frankly, a mess. elbow rests practically slams against the table when she leans on it, too drunk to even feel react accordingly, a simple scowl forming on her features before she faces him again. if he was the slightest bit more clearheaded than she was then he’d likely remember the next few things she was about to say. “you... you have no idea how happy i am that we’re friends but i’m NOT happy, either, y’know?” words are slurred, definitely not as eloquent as one could be during a confession. not that she even realizes that she’s confessing. “it’s the ‘friends’ thing-- i don’t like being just friends with you, seojun.” lips form a pout, complaint written all over her face. “you don’t even know i like you. what an idiot.”

[thervnaways]

🩸 +reverse

 - ̗̀ trope-based emoji meme.   ̖́-

status: not accepting! ( for now )

🩸  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  is  injured  and  yours  demands  to  know  who  hurt  them.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  be  injured )

                      panic isn’t what she expects to feel when she finds the male all bruised. she’s usually calmer in situations like this. if the roles were reversed, she probably would’ve even smiled, not caring if she had blood trickling from her lips. but seeing him hurt roused a different feeling in her, as if she was in pain herself and didn’t know what to do about it. pinky makes sure he has a place to sit, holding the collar of his shirt when she tells him, fierce and frustrated, “don’t move a muscle.” she’s actually quite gentle when she lets go, forgoing an interrogation to look for her first aid kit, a towel, and an ice bag. when she returns with everything she needs, the fighter holds the ice up to the side of his face first. “what-- who did this? you have to tell me, seojun.”

[seasireins-a]

[ incoming message : @decalcomcnia​ ] : “ oh my god please don’t tell me you tried to make breakfast again, the stove hasn’t recovered since last time. ”

bellas  jaw  drop  feeling  hurt  by  seojuns  statement.  “  i  am  in  fact  making  breakfast  but  if  you  don't  want  any  than  there's  more  for  me!  ”  belle  turned  dramtically  her  long  hair  flowing  behind  her.  she  continued  to  cook  breakfast  not  sure  what  to  do  the  with  extra  food  that  she  made  for  him.  after  a  bit  of  silence  belle  turned  toward  him  with  a  frown  before    speaking  ,  “    are  you  really  not  gonna  eat?  i  made  all  this  extra  food  for  you  !  ”

[exkilled]

*        ﹙       @decalcomcnia​​​    :    💌     ﹚     ﹐              she    twirls    a    strand    of    his    hair        around  her  finger,    head  tilts  to  the  side.    she  knows  what  she’s  doing;    the  way  she  looks  at  him  honey  eyed.    to  break  eye  contact  would  ruin  the  spell  she  tries  to  put  on  him.    she  purrs,        ‘        she  doesn’t  understand  you  like  i  do.    does  she?        ’        hand  drags  away  from  hair,    caressing  the  smooth  skin  of  his  cheek.    such    a    cruel    game    to    play    with    one’s    food. 

[pinkrecord-archived]

*        ﹙       @decalcomcnia​​    :    💌     ﹚     ﹐               arm  drapes  around  seojun’s  shoulders  casually,    a  goofy  grin  already  playing  against  lips.    he  had  made  his  way  over  to  boyfriend  despite  all  the  eyes  that  could  catch  any  small  show  of  affection.    it  was  hard  to  be  forced  apart,    kept  a  secret  from  the  rest  of  the  world.    sam  tilts  his  head  closer  to  other’s  ear    &    whispers  for  only  him  to  hear,        ‘        i’ve  been  checking  you  out.        ’        this  was  a  dangerous  game  to  play.