#moonrene

[tovanori]

Moonrene dump, based on that matching suits thing I posted and then because apparently they both wear Thom Browne :v 

 I really like the word Bloodwarden from dbd so I made it into that concept hHAHA

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[egabdraws]

Coloured sketch of Moonbyul and Irene because....I need no excuses it just needed to be done cuz I love them 👀👏🏻💕

[the-woundupbird]

foolish heart, you know she will leave

“The Princess of Mount Baekdu’s ice and snow melts at the sight of the White Tiger from Silla.”

OR;

Princess Joohyun from Koguryeo is a political prisoner in Silla following the fall of Pyeongyang at the hands of the Tang. Captain Moon Byulyi proves to be an unlikely ally in more ways than one to secure a future for herself and her kingdom.

ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26186986

aff: https://www.asianfanfics.com/story/view/1457680

kofi: https://ko-fi.com/thewoundupbird

[hyekkura]

what in the hell did i just do

[unimpressedoflife]

[ggaygroups]

devil eyes 🔥

[seungwansaveusall]

Somebody talk to me about WenTae or Moonrene I am feelin real soft rn and idk what to do with these feelings lol

[bullybyulyi]

worship

pls read @the-woundupbird​‘s drabbles for this ship: 1 2

Joohyun thinks of Yongsun, thinks of the sparkle in her eyes and the secret smile she sends every time their eyes meet.

“She’s really special isn’t she,” Joohyun delicately tucks a strand of hair behind Byulyi’s ear, the same way she’s seen Byulyi do for Yongsun a million times.

“She’s my entire universe.” Byulyi murmurs, not even giving Joohyun a glance, so enraptured was she, just by the thought of her leader. It made the older woman giddy, somehow. Oh what it was, to be ignored for a change.

“Maybe that’s why she won’t love you back.” Joohyun remarks with quite a bit of amusement in her tone. Byulyi’s temper briefly flares from having her feelings trivialized, but she calms down, because it’s just Joohyun. 

In the end, it’s just Joohyun.

“What do you mean? I would do anything for her.” Byulyi pulls away from the gentle petting to meet the other woman’s eyes. Joohyun admires the apathy they hold for her, irritation even, in this moment.

“And I’m saying that’s where you fail.” She smiles gently.

“How would you know?” Byulyi snorts, rolling to the other side so that Joohyun only has her back to answer to. 

Undeterred, Joohyun slides an arm around Byulyi’s waist and fits her chin into the crook of her neck. 

“Oh Byul,” She sighs, musically, and Byulyi feels the hairs on her neck raise, the warm breath of Joohyun gliding over her cheek as she presses her soft lips right on Byulyi’s ear. 

“I know a thing or two about being worshiped.”