#faceoftheunderground

[crazyinlvv]

Starter for @faceoftheunderground

Maze walked in that alley as soon as the other reached for the man Lucifer and her had been working together. They were disposable really in general but that one had been bringing some nice money and he didn’t care about dirtying his hand, he was great. As great as a human could be of course. “Hey there. I guess you’ll have to take your hands off him.” A smirk spread on her lips, Maze was kept on a tight leash by Lucifer on earth, but if it was for his interests he didn’t hold her back she could fight one if necessary. “I’m being so nice... I’m even talking. Let him go.”

[mvxnn]

a starter for @faceoftheunderground​

              ❛ Well well well , if it isn't the beautiful Normani. ❜ Ruby lips pull back in show of a friendly smile , reaching out a hand to brush along the woman's cheek. ❛ It's been some time since we last saw one another. Has life been interesting ? ❜

[jvngtaekwvn]

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It wasn’t unusual for Taekwoon to stay late at the morgue, regardless of there being too much work, he’d always send his team home when it was getting too late, it was easier and faster to do it all by himself anyway. The (few) perks of his nature. He also didn’t think anything weird of the unusual number of bodies that arrived that night, they seemed to be from a gang or something of sort, to him they were just bad people that got themselves into troubles and as nice as he was and naive as he could seem, he wasn’t unaware of the extremely huge “low life” that existed in the city, he’d being part of it a long time ago after all.

It also wasn’t unusual to him to have a police officer coming through the front door this late at night, (who he’d seen arriving on the live footage of the security cameras he kept nearby whenever alone) but as he made his way through the halls and towards the reception he couldn’t help but notice and odd scent mixed with a human one, and it was probably the human part of it what threw him off the most, but curious as he was his politeness override that wonder and the friendliest of smiles was on his lips by the time he came face to face with the female, “Hello officer, i see i’m not the only one working this late still.” he mused with his usual friendly tone as he stood behind the counter that kept him separated from the female, that mixed scent was definitely coming from her, and it was puzzling. “What can i do for you tonight?”

[mintaeart]

❤ (backhug)

❤ - gentle or loving touch

                                                        there’s a downpour across the city; a dull one. a real heavy, ugly day; one that seems to bring about a colourless hue to rest of the day. with the window cracked open, his elbows brace him against the little incline of its sill, a cigarette balanced between his two fingers —- a soft stream of smoke trailing off and disappearing into the moist air. he watches the streets surge and move below, almost slower now that the weather was so bad. he blows out a little cloud of smoke, his lean form reclining just a little further so he could stretch his lower back. 

                                        it was dozy type of day. where you felt sleepy just at the sound of rain. he’s off in his world, dreaming; relaxing, until a pair of arms curling round his middle draws him back to earth. 

                                            —– his spine gives a little shudder, and a crooked smile decorates his mouth. he cocks a look back over his shoulder before responding. 

                                           “y’alright there?” he muses to the feminine figure seemingly resting up on his side. 

[incubus-ravi]

🌌

If you and your muse swapped places for a day how screwed would you be?

He would be fine but I’d be fucked because I can’t sing nor rap, I’m not that good of a dancer and, most importantly, I do not speak Korean lol

[syeon-j]

Candy(’s) Shop

Starter for @faceoftheunderground

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The bell over the door let out an airy chime as Jessica breezed through, shivering and rubbing her gloved hands together, white flakes sprinkled through her chocolate tresses from the flurries outside. Removing her gloves and patting her rosy cheeks, the older woman ventured to the empty counter, her pale pink lips spread into an eager grin. “Miss Candy,” she sang as she leaned over, craning her neck to glimpse inside the windows on the double doors leading to the employee area. “I’m back from Europe, and I have treats for you!” She picked up the gift bag in her dainty palm and hefted it onto the counter before drumming her fingertips against it with a self-amusing hum as she waited for the other to appear.

[epiphaniarp-blog]

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There wasn’t much better in life than the feeling of peace of relaxation after a yoga class but they were still somehow made even better when attended with a friend. After the cool down the fighter had pulled herself up an stretched out her arms, a yawn suppressed as she swallowed it back down before turning on the floor to face the other woman. “You have to admit she gives the best yoga classes, right?” Maybe she was just biased with how long she had attended but she had given other places a chance and found that they didn’t compare to Mrs Park’s class.

“Now we’ve been good though what do you say we go and spoil it with a slice of cake somewhere?”

[mintaeart]

‘ sometimes ‘brb’ stands for ‘be ready bitch’ so you have to be careful. ’

his nose scrunches up and he snorts a little back in response; thumbs idly playing with a thread from his sweater.

                                “yea’ right, as if you’re gonna win against me.”