#intotheblve

the drink on his hand is the only thing keeping him there, since he’s not about to go and waste a fine scotch for nothing. his taste has always been fancy, too sophisticated for bars, and his attention has always been caught by what he thinks it’s unique. he’s a collector, he likes pretty things, and what he likes the most is a beautiful woman by his side. not any woman. pretty women are common, sexy women are everywhere, he likes a woman that makes him think of sin, one that with her confidence can put him down on his knees. he’s not expecting to find anyone interesting in this particular place, as fancy as it is, he didn’t come here for that. but he’s the one eating his own words when his eyes are set on a woman on the dance floor, hypnotized by the movement of her body.

she stands out in the middle of the crowd, but he wonders if she has the same effect on every men on this room or if it’s just him who can’t even blink, too scared she’s going to disappear. he can’t tell what it is. is it the music? is it the way her body seems to move to its own rhythm? is it the fact that he can only imagine moving next to her in that very same moment? or is it because he’s imagining how she moves in other situations? he knows about the female body, he knows it too well, yet hers is different, hers is a masterpiece he wants to admire. so he does just that. leaning against the bar and taking a sip of his drink, he doesn’t miss a single movement, he stares at her with no shame.

A way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. Haebitna knew that very well and she was eager to successfully make a dish, even just for once. Her father will arrive in two days and what better surprise she could give to him than preparing him a sumptuous meal. It was Bitgaram’s idea (or perhaps his subtle way of making her cook) and she gladly took his advice, not knowing how bad it would get. Too bad that Bitgaram had already escaped from the burnt smell that scattered throughout their apartment. It doesn’t look that bad? She whispered to herself, scooping the fried rice from the pan to a lunch box.

She did not even think twice. If his brother had escaped her cooking, there was at least one person who’d willingly judge its taste. Haebitna was in a haste, excitement coursing over her eyes as she dashed to the apartment across, with her oversized shirt that hid her shorts, holding the lunchbox close to her as though preserving its heat. As soon as she arrived at the doorstep, her fingers impatiently pressed the intercom’s bell, five quick presses as she always does, and positioned her face close to the lenses. “Riri~ Hyeriri! Haebibi has arrived~!”

Kangdae faced his back towards the mirror, scowling at the marks on his skin.  The old man and everyone else was stingy as fuck when it came to certain things up there so part of him was actually relieved to have been exiled down to earth. The only thing he regretted was that she was punished along with him. He was aware that he had never been the perfect angel, always questioning the law and their beliefs but to be exiled all because he took a peek of the weapon was complete bullshit. But why was he not punished alone? It was his idea in the first place. 

Filled with anger, the ex-angel spun around and threw a hard punch into the mirror, shattering it. 

( a starter for @intotheblve )

suji had received heavy instructions from her mother as to what she should wear for this first meeting. ever since she had learned about her soon-to-be husband, she was very nervous. he was several years older than she, and she wasn’t entirely sure if she was really his “ideal” type of girl to be his wife. after all, this was simply a business transaction and nothing more. it made her a bit sad that she would never find real love. that her “love” was picked out for her. at the same time, she knew of all the dating horror stories, and part of her was glad to not be subject to all that. 

mafia au. @intotheblve

♜.  ┊           Sachiko liked to consider herself as a patient person. No one got where she was through rash decisions and pure luck. No, she had to fight to get where she was, earn the respect she had now with a compassionate heart but a cold hand. While she looked out for her family and the reputation she built for them, there was little mercy and forgiveness for failure. At first glance, Sachiko did not look like much; not even intimidating enough to scare a fly.

              But when she gets to business, there’s this dangerous glint in her eyes, that of an apex predator ready to pounce on their prey. No, Sachiko Kodama may not seem like much, but there was a reason why her family was slowly rising the ranks as Seoul’s most feared group.

She’s nervous. It’s not that she’s scared, she’s pretty sure Hyeri could take care of anyone that messes with them but still she can feel the jitters take up residence in the pit of her stomach solidying into something akin to anxiety. She’s used to pre-show jitters before halftime or a competition but she knows how judging works when it comes to cheerleading, knows how she’ll be scored. This is different. This is the rest of her year and the rest of her life, this is her coming out. She’s relieved to not have to do it alone, to have the girl that she loves likes at her side. She reaches out for the other girl’s hand, something solid to ground her. Before she reaches for the door, she turns to her girlfriend, and no she’s still not over getting to say that. “ Are you ready for this? ” 

this is where our story begins @intotheblve

park is a very famous korean last name. there are, give or take, a few thousand citizens using that very name but out of all of them, none could perhaps be more well-known than the park family of the south korean underworld. notorious for being involved in every trade and industry in the black market as well as being involved in all types of businesses and investments - both legal and otherwise - there is virtually nothing in the whole of south korea that cannot be traced back to them. 

dubbed as the most powerful family in the south korean gang world, anyone who dares to cross the parks definitely has a loose screw in the head or a very urgent death wish. getting on their bad side is a definite one way ticket to meeting the creator. 

still, of course, there are always those who wish to end their reign as is common to anyone in power but time and time again, the parks prove victorious having only gained either the fearful respect of those who thought to oppose them or even more enemies to think of. tonight, a drunken wager of character leads to the kidnapping of the second most valuable member of the park family - the heiress. 

--- “daddy’s not going to be able to save you now, princess.” 

-- “we’re going to eat good for days thanks to you.”