#mixtaeyeon

★ holiday sentence startersearly december 2016.

( tw !! knives )

―holiday sentence starters;         ↻ open

taeyeon may be older than him, but her eyes shine with a joy that reminds jin of children staying up late to try and see santa. “since when is that a rule, noona?” he asks, an eyebrow raised (because he’ll be damned if he lets her know how endearing it is). “it’s christmas eve, so you only have to wait a few more hours. you’ve already waited this long...” 

They would’ve hurt you, he doesn’t say. A girl like Taeyeon wouldn’t believe him. She would tell him he couldn’t be sure, that he hurt them first. That they could’ve solved it differently. She would tell him people aren’t all that bad, that it didn’t have to end this way.

He could tell her she is wrong. People will always find ways to hurt each other. He could tell her a thousand things and she would never change. Not until it was too late.

He could keep her naive, bright-eyed. He could keep her safe. He could keep his mouth shut and be the dragon in her eyes, be the villain. Someone had to be. Every story needs a dragon.

➤WINTER SENTENCE STARTERS | NOT ACCEPTING

“But you still—” Before Jihyo could finish her sentence though, the younger female had already skated off towards the middle of the lake, leaving her behind shaking her head in disapproval. Why was this girl always so impatient? She sighed, and then took off as well to follow after the younger one.

“Yah, Taeyeonie, be mindful of—” And it’s too late, as she watched Taeyeon fell on her bottom after being caught off balance. She rushed off to her side, grabbing her hand to pull her up and then fussing over her like a mother hen to make sure she wasn’t hurt and hadn’t break any bones.

When she was sure the younger girl was fine, she reached over to squeeze Taeyeon on her cheeks, although she was careful not to pinch her too hard.

The lab was having its own party, one that Sera actually did not mind being in. Heck, she even helped set up the decorations, and even cooked a few things. Contrary to popular belief, she was NOT anti-holidays. Heck, she even went with the whole ugly sweater party thing, (even though she did not find the sweaters ugly in the least, instead she found them quite cute.)

It was a small lab party, but naturally, anyone from SPD was welcome to join them. The break room looked as if the elves themselves decorated it, might as well share all that hard work. It was all going to be taken down soon anyway.

❛❛ When did this turn into an ugly sweater party?❜❜

@mixtaeyeon​

Almost every single holiday of the year was a pain in Sera’s neck. It wasn’t that she was against festivities, not really, no. She actually enjoyed them for the most part. She would take time off for something like Chuseok or the lunar new year, for a couple of hours to pay her respects and appreciate the people around her, but most western-based holidays were such a nuisance for her. Again, not in their essence, but in their consequences. Her mother was the cause of her pain on Christmas and the Gregorian New Year’s and Valentine’s and Halloween, and all holidays of the sorts, mainly due to the extravagant parties she often attempted to drag Sera into.

Sera was never about that lifestyle. She simply found it overbearing and unnecessary. She never felt the need to mingle superficially amongst people. It wasn’t like she was against parties, she’d definitely partake in a lab party, and she’d even help set up a Christmas tree in the lab, or if asked to, a friend’s house. But just the idea of being around people she only knew because her mother wanted her to know, was simply exhausting.

And so, if that meant pulling double shifts, or even sleeping in the lab, the entirety of the winter holidays, then so be it. She was a workaholic by nature, and for once, she could actually have a very valid excuse about putting in all the extra hours.

It was already dark outside, and the lab was mostly quiet due to people taking days off to prepare for the festivities. But there she was, testing different shoes against a shoe print found in one scene when she noticed Taeyeon approaching.

― WINTER MEME ;                 ↳ accepting

Eris finds herself tucked into a little alleyway in between a couple apartment buildings, the cold air and the (what was likely to be) deep bruise slowly forming over her ribbcage making breathing a bit of a chore. “Damn asshole...” the words are angrily muttered under her breath to herself as she wraps an arm loosely around her abdomen, her free hand moving up to tenderly ghost over the very evident split in her lips. She was lucky she made it out, and this far away from the target location, even. Her mission had been a success—until some wicked henchman, she supposed, had caught her off guard. She had only been able to kill him off, too, after he had given up a brutal and unforgiving fight. Eris was also lucky that his knife blade had only grazed her stinging shoulder, but it didn’t change the fact that her muscles and lungs were practically screaming at her, her head throbbing to a point where she had to close her eyes, slowly leaning her head back. It wasn’t enough to bring her down completely, but the woman of destruction herself was wounded to a point where she just...wanted rest. Rest. That was all she wanted. 

‘Maybe... just maybe, I can doze off her for a moment, and then give a call to one of the members to give me a hand’, that was her last coherent thought for the moment, as if her brain was telling her to sleep, allowing the exhaustion to settle in and push aside the part that said she definitely wasn’t safe like this. But maybe, she would be alright. If she was just that lucky.