#lonemoons

[ofdamnation]

@lonemoons liked for a starter!

         ❝ you know,  outta everyone here you  probably  look the best.  aside from me of course———  hey,  you want a refill on that drink?  don’t look drunk enough yet to me. ❞

[kiceun]

      how did he end up on the floor?       long story short: he needed money.       inadequate of refusing any type of altercations and/or collisions ilseong finds himself offering fists in front of a worthy opponent. he, on the other hand, is unimpeachably inept. had he predictable chaeyoung to be this fierce and sturdy? in one word: no. conceivably it is due to the fact that throughout all of his entire life he’s witnessed violence and belligerence coming from the male figures in his life and the sole female figure (being his mother) was the absolute contrast of wild and violent; she was the epitome of effeminacy and amiablity. and now, as he’s come unprepared, he finds himself devastated on the floor within about three minutes. the back of his gaunt hand reaches to wipe a few drops of blood already drawing from his bottom lips as a look of dismay accompanies his astonished expression.    ❛ what the fuck... ❜    he’s not giving up just yet. he stands back on his feet, now prompt to throw a proper punch.     /     @lonemoons

[monalisaclub-archive-blog]

@lonemoons ran into a ghost!

         「 What am I going to do? Hanabi thought to herself, a foot tapping as she leaned on the railing of the bridge. Going home proved fruitless, only her mother and step-father were home and neither could see her. Then again, what else did she think? Ordinary people didn’t go around seeing ghosts. Satomi wasn’t even there and she had no clue where else he could be. For now, it was just her. So, she wandered and ended up in a park. Something told her to just rest there for a while. She had all the time in the world now. Her eyes roamed, settling on a nearby woman and decided to simply watch her. It wasn’t like the other could see her anyway.

[tearedrops]

starter for: @lonemoons (4/4). based on: x (green light). 

              she’d never been much of a partygoer . not until she’d had her heart crushed into what felt like a million pieces , that is . now her pure image was unravelling at the seams as the media caught sight of her drinking too much & wearing too little despite the drop in temperature . she could only assume that this was the norm when you got your heart broken . at least it faired well for her song - writing skills though ! she’d asked her driver to take her to an address that wasn’t hers , an address that she’d wished to forget by now , & with her coat wrapped tightly around her skimpily clad frame , she knocks . part of her hopes for them to answer & part of her wishes the ground would open up & eat her whole before they could . 

[divinexwreckage-blog]

          “Wow, you look like shit today,” Lina comments bluntly, her eyebrows rising in surprise. She stops in the doorway, a little hesitant now, and lowers her voice to a much more sympathetic tone. “What happened to you?” 

@lonemoons liked for a starter. ( 1 / 2 )

[pxlimpsest]

just tonight.

practice was a bit off.

for everyone, mostly. but it’s just as well that they end it for the night since ace’s fingers are beginning to go numb from gripping the drumsticks too hard. she reaches out to stop any resonating sounds that are coming from the crash cymbals to hear herself sigh. the sticks settle on the snare as she cracks her fingers, eyeing her two other present bandmates.

sun bids them farewell just as she unplugs her guitar from the amp, claims she’s off to a family dinner. being left alone with jane isn’t an unusual thing, considering she is jane’s first recruit. their contrasting personalities make their stage tandem interesting, but outside of practice, it’s... still just as interesting, probably. a little unusual to anyone watching from the outside. they bid their guitarist a quick goodbye, and are left to pack up their stuff.

“you wanna stay over tonight?” ace starts, not bothering to spare a glance at her friend as she fixes the covers on top of her drum set. she adds then, simply, “parents are out.”

@lonemoons

[tearedrops]

starter for: @lonemoons (3/4). based on: x.

              he’d gone out of his way to make time for the other , purposely pissing off his friends to fit them into his rather hectic calendar . he’d had nothing in particular planned , but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t end up on some clean up job with one of his gang affiliations . one hand stays curled up into a fist within the confinements of his sweaters pocket whilst the other loosely holds a cigarette between his index & middle fingers , taking a long drag as he finally saw them open their door .      ‘  i started to think you’d forgotten ‘bout me . not that i’d care if you did , but . yeah .  ‘

[pxlimpsest]

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juhee ( @lonemoons ) has chosen a fighter: inseong & tinder !!

it was a slow day - but when had sex toy shops ever actually had a flood of customers? especially on weekdays? around christmas time, maybe. or when a gaggle of female young adults were shopping for bachelorette party goods. otherwise, customers came and went sporadically, which gave inseong the perfect opportunity to join his beloved juhee noona at the register, smartphone in hand. “i don’t understand the appeal,” he admitted, tapping on the screen a few times before swiping left. dating apps were a thing now, apparently - or had been for the last few years. inseong lived under a rock. “so do i just... wait - what happened - wait i fucked up... i think? can i swipe back?” goddamn it, tinder.