#lvelyglxy

[maginoire-blog]

@lvelyglxy

She watches the cheery woman leaving the shop with books clutched to her chest, leaning her head down to sniff at the pages so near her. It puts a smile on Ebony’s lips, passion always left a warm feeling in the pit of her stomach. Lack of passion on the other hand – that was different. It’s the reason why she begrudgingly presses her hand against the glass of the door to let herself in, quick to lock it behind her as she entered. “ I know you’re going to close in a minute, decided to do you the favour, ” Is the only explanation she offers the man as heels click against tile. She rests her hands on the edge of the counter, a brow quirked in his direction before she gives the store a scan. “ Has business been that busy lately ? ” A rhetorical question that she leaves hanging in the air for nothing but a brief second before she follows up with another one. This one sharper, her tone heavy with irritation and yet laced with concern as well. “ Too busy to keep yourself sustained ?? ”

As though she’s laid claim to the store, she walks around the counter, only briefly stopping in front of him. Close enough for the scent of floral perfume to waft off her body, close enough for him to see the smallest speck of blood on the corner of cherry painted lips. “ Tired of having to take care of you like this. ” An easy lie that slips rolls off her tongue as she makes her way into the back of the store, expecting him to follow behind her as she exits out the back door. A choked sound echoes off the brick walls around them, and she nears the figure it came from. The slumped body of a young man, back to the store wall, blood trickling down the wound on his neck. She looks at him with disgust as she gestures to her victim losing a fraction of their life with each passing second. She has no remorse, not when all her targets were men with malicious intentions, local criminals.

“ Feed while he’s fresh. Or let me put him out of his misery. ”

[gwyynbleidd-a]

〈 saengdao has a new roommate! good luck, @lvelyglxy‘s inha 〉

          A long night of tossing, turning, and prolonged whimpering had failed to put a damper on Saengdao’s spirits. Her night terrors weren’t going to prevent her from celebrating the simple fact that she was no longer living alone. Pets hadn’t been an option, as the landlord stood firmly against it. Excluding the various spirits who wandered in and out of her over-sized apartment, the sorceress often found it difficult to come home with no one to greet or dote upon. It was times such as that when she wished her adoptive parents would have let her purchase her own space. This morning was the first time in a good long while that she was able to cook for two. Or four, as she had been overzealous in the process.           Her warm and welcoming smile shone brightly, thigh high socks allowing for her to slide swiftly across the wood floors from the kitchen to where he now stood. “Take anything and as much as you want,” she offered her new roommate an empty plate and motioned towards the long dining room table decorated with a buffet of choices. If she hadn’t of opened a window, the entire flat would have smelled reminiscent to a bed and breakfast. “Did you sleep alright?” Doe-like eyes lifted to meet his, harboring a small glimmer of hope. Hope that he hadn’t been able to hear her tortured screams from across the way.

[s-aerom]

joan & daein

starter for @lvelyglxy

joan checked her reflection in the mirror one last time before turning the car off. she was ten minutes early, which wasn’t really her style, but she wanted to make a good impression on her hopefully soon-to-be boss. this was a chance to work at a real bakery run by another one of her kind – a rare opportunity. she hoped that her lack of work experience would be offset by her years of practicing baking as a hobby. 

she was nervous, but it was an excited nervous. her outfit and hair looked nice. her neighbor said her sample pastries tasted amazing. when she read her own cards that morning, she saw good news and new beginnings. even the weather was the best it had been in weeks. she picked up her basket of samples from the passenger seat and carefully ducked out of the car, humming to herself. when she opened the door she made a beeline for the register. she put on her warmest smile as she greeted the man behind the counter, “hi, i’m joan. i’m here for the interview.”

[monalisaclub-archive-blog]

@lvelyglxy ft sapphire!

                   ❝ i just don’t understand you. ❞ sapphire shrugged her shoulders as she sat right down on the nearest chair, arms crossing. if it wasn’t obvious before then, it was now that she didn’t plan on going anywhere anytime soon. this was her game, rile the man up a bit and get a nice refresher of energy. men like him were always teeming with it. and, maybe sapphire could’ve gone and found one of those other men, but she wanted him. he was good company to be around. good for a laugh or two. ❝ plenty of people would love to hang around a pretty idol. i came all the way from rehearsal just to see you. what has you so busy, inha??? ❞ with a brow raised, she simply waited for an answer.

[gwyynbleidd-a]

〈  a blind date with not a stranger; feat @lvelyglxy‘s alex 〉

          Whatever Lannan wanted to do that day sounded enthralling -- if not important -- from the way he texted Liam in all capital letters. ‘GET DOWN HERE ASAP OR I’LL DRAG YOU HERE MYSELF’ was how the message went. The location had been sent in a followup message. It sounded like something French, but Liam couldn’t be sure. The only French he knew was...well, ‘We surrender’ didn’t count. With a heavy sigh and reluctant steps, he eventually found himself at his destination, beads of sweat rolling down and framing his face. “Guess I should’ve checked the weather...,” he mumbled to himself and adjusted the leather jacket welcoming the Spring sun to roast him alive.           Where the fuck was Lannan? Not already flirting with a waitress, he hoped. Stepping into the entryway of the restaraunt, the sweet aroma of cooking crepe dough wafted into his face in a way he didn’t like. Liam’s nose scrunched, making the host give him an odd once over before leading the way to his reserved table. Expecting to see his rambunctious friend awaiting his arrival with booze at the ready, he was understandably shocked to see the last person he wanted to have a meal with. Despite such a strong opinion of Alex, his heart was already pounding within his chest, his breath caught in his lungs. Had she always looked this beautiful, or was it just the backdrop of assorted flowers that gave her such an ethereal look? Slack-jawed and in awe, Liam refocused himself. She had seen him, there was no running away this time.           He sidestepped the host when they made their leave and took the vacant seat across from her. “Did Lannan tell you to come?” Clearing his throat after speaking so quietly, Liam wondered if she had been tricked, or part of the ploy.

[gwyynbleidd-a]

〈   @lvelyglxy​ ( leon )︰ source ︰ accepting  〉

         ↳  g o l d    ❛   The trance gave way to those caresses,                                              when a hundred times in that last kiss,                                                         which never was the last,                                     farewell, like endless welcome, lived and died.    ❜

[gwyynbleidd-a]

〈 i wanna go fast; feat @lvelyglxy​‘s isabella  〉

          Music played throughout the car, just loud enough for her to enjoy each synth beat, but quiet enough not to draw attention from passersby. All Indigo had been told was to wait outside of this building, the contents of which were lost on her. For all she knew it could have been a strip club and she was chauffeuring her roommate around like a personal driver. Not that she would have minded, but an invitation to enjoy some long legs and glitter coated bodies would have been nice. Indigo sighed at the thought, already lost in a daydream that would be quickly disrupted by the backseat door flying open and slamming shut within seconds.           A short “Go!” was all she needed to turn over the engine and hightail it down the street. Driving with a car enhanced by her, getting distance between them and wherever they had been was simple enough. Even the engine refused to roar the way it would when such force was implemented on the gas. With a led foot and a wide grin, the dark, retrowave track was amplified, pumping loudly through the car’s stereo; a perfect soundtrack for a getaway ride. “Is anyone behind us?” she shouted over her shoulder, ignoring the fact she could have easily glanced out the back window and answered her own question. She was just too in the moment, too enamored with the speed, the adrenaline of not knowing what was going on, only that she needed to go fast.

[monalisaclub-archive-blog]

@lvelyglxy ft. lindy and himari.

                   ❝ i surely know that this car isn’t slowin’ down, lindy. ❞ himari’s southern drawl broke the previous silence. the two women had been coming from a convention that was miles and miles from home, currently driving back in the dead of night. on the highway, himari had spotted a car in the distance that was sidelined and a person was standing beside it. if she had seen them, the mozuan knew for sure that the goody two shoes driver, lindy, had seen them too. ❝ you’re really just askin’ for trouble these days, aren’t you? ❞ she huffed, crossing her arms.

                   as lindy neared the stranger on the road, she tossed over a reassuring smile to the other. ❝ hima, it’s fine. if you happened to forget, i’m kind of a superhero. and, you have powers too! what’s a serial killer gonna do to us?? if they’re bad, it’s just a bad guy we can eradicate. if they’re good, what if we’re saving them from a potential bad guy on the road??? ❞ she ignored himari’s shout about how her skin wasn’t bullet proof and rolled down the window slightly, shouting over to the stranger. ❝ hey, do you need help? ❞ she asked.