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   she loved the night. it always took her by surprise when people would be afraid of the dark and whatever it could hide. that’s exactly why she loved it. the mistery, the intimacy, the way too loud silence. it was calming, even if chaos seemed to be patiently waiting to disturb the serenity of the night at any moment.

this is the reason why she found her legs leading her to the highest ground, the roof. she would be able to witness the lights of the city, enjoy the chilly weather and get to place a cigarette between her lips. she was quite taken aback that someone else was there as well, but she did not let that affect her in any way. “ but it is like... extremely bad, doc. you gotta look now!” she was mocking the tone of the older male, though there was a giggle playing at the corner of her mouth and down her throat. 

late nights had become a usual thing for woosung – preferring to stay awake and do work that needed to be done rather than lose hours of his life sleeping. though tonight he really didn’t have all that much to do considering he got most of his work done the night prior – so he decided to take the bit of free time he gave himself and journey up to the roof. the doctor just liked the way the colors that the setting sun would paint across the sky and then fade into b l a c k – or something close to it. he stuck his hands deep in his pockets as he stood on the roof – the sounds of cars making their way home from a long day at work, then people coming out to play for the night filling the air. woosung patted the pack of cigarettes he kept with him at all times though it was really only there for when stress got a little too much. “not tonight.” he mumbled to himself, his voice barely audible. lifting his head up, he was about to head back to his office when he froze at the sound of another person walking towards him. “i don’t care how bad it is, i’m off for the night so just patch it up yourself and i’ll look at it tomorrow.”

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Hyeri continued to whine for several minutes in response to the other. “I was holding back, obviously.” The girl lied to the other, putting up a front. Fighting was not her strong suit; she chose to fight with words rather than actions as her role in the gang had more to do with communicating than anything else. “No, I don’t. Mama didn’t raise no bitch.” Mama didn’t raise her at all, really. But Hyeri wouldn’t let herself get beat up so easily. Using the other’s shoulder as support as she struggled to stand up, shifting her weight onto the non-injured leg before gesturing for the other to join her. “If I get you back at least once, drinks are on you tonight.” She smirked, challenging the other playfully.

   as minutes went by, bella got obviously more concerned that maybe hyeri was not meant for being on the field and fighting the bad guys. however, the younger still needed to know how to protect her well being and bella was planning on teaching hyeri herself as she didn’t find anyone else to be capable of showing proper techniques. she helped the other female stand up and she did follow soon, flashing a small smile. “ deal! but we can take a longer break if you want to, y’know. “ seemingly taunting her, this was bella’s way to check if hyeri felt better or if they had to wait a bit more before resuming the training. 

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[ofbellair]

BELLA : ... oof, cant believe uve done this.. .,  ,.  BELLA : do you have drinks tho? ???? that’s what people want BELLA : i sure as hell aint showing up if there’s no booze ; )

SNAPCHAT   /   OPEN

REECE : 🤪 house party @ my place REECE : cause i’m feeling lonely and sad REECE : byob !!

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   she was on a mission. it was yet another one of those times when she had to leave her coding and her desk behind to do some of the dirty job for waikiki. her gang was pretty laid back most of the time and they weren’t as agressive as the others, but when things would get serious, she would be one of the people sent on the field. it was her merciless way of doing her job, being one of the few who had little to no resentment when it came to harming others.

this time around, bella was sent to ‘scare’ someone so they wouldn’t be spilling any confidential information about the gang. she had the skills and the tools to make that happen with as little physical damage as possible, though one couldn’t say the same thing about the emotional shock the person would have after bella would walk away. and so she left the man in a dimly lit alleyway, shaking on the ground by himself as she distanced herself as if nothing had happened a couple of minutes earlier. as if her fists had never met the cheeks of the stranger. 

for obvious reasons, her eyes were fixed on her hands as she walked, checking to see if there were any bruises or scars after her previous encounter. not paying attention to the road, she came into contact with someone else who she didn’t even hear coming from the opposite way. “ shit! “ taken aback and slightly stumbling back upon the bump, her gaze was lifted to see who was in front of her. “ all good. you? “ the male seemed familiar but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. due to the face mask, it was much more difficult for her to make out who he was.

home never really felt like home. nothing ever felt like safety, for he never had the concept of a true place he could say he belonged to, nor people to see as a family, as ones he could really look for in times of need ━the houses revealing themselves as made of cards and tumbling down at the first chance, the people leaving as the dire times would strike in a wave. loneliness was all he knew and perhaps all he was meant to deal with, he had concurred by now,with gloved hands shoved in pockets and eyes lazily following the line of neon signs and flickering ideograms,of flashing windows inviting to stress-shop and the chattering in the background or people still in a rush at 10pm. it all felt so fucking fast, and he was too wounded to keep the pace, no matter how much he might be forcing his step.

so his figure in black and denim easily would mesh with the late crowd, step after step barely audible in the constant tapping of business shoes and high heels, the bluetooth bleeps only adding to the cacophony that was late night seoul. his eyes wandered on nearby pubs with the idea of getting a touch drunk crossing his mind more than once and not even seeming that bad of a plan ━an hesitation of his step causing his shoulder to bump against another, his own figure soon jerking to the side at the impact. “ yikes, sorry━━everything okay? ” it barely left his lips, hidden underneath a signature face mask. let’s just hope the person he just bumped against wasn’t looking for problems ━the mood for getting into a fight was way below the default.

@ open !

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   “ it’s the only way that your fucking instinct kicks in. maybe you can stop acting like a punching bag and try to, you know, fucking fight back? ” if one were to witness bella’s behaviour for the first time, they would consider her to be vile, especially since she was flashing a cheeky grin. actually, she was vile , but this time around, the woman was simply training the younger girl and being more violent seemed to be the only way for hyeri to learn. bella squated down next to the other as she set the staff on the ground. “ wanna take a break? “

Hyeri winced in pain as she slowly made her way down to the floor. It took all her might not to scream, but she was still incapable of stopping high pitched whines from escaping her lips. Her hands tightly gripped her leg as she shouted out accusations like wild fire. “Did you really have to kick that hard?!”

[ofbellair]

[ofbellair]

                         hewwo,  this is my bby bella, addicted to bad bitch and dumb bitch juice ! if her bio seems familiar to you, it means that you’ve seen my original vers. of this muse in which case…. hellur lay the ease.  you know the drill, like for a dm so we can plot. stats and bio, summary of said bio will be posted down below too !!

                                     tw for mentions of violence, kidnapping, weapons, etc.

achara ‘bella’ sajakul, born and raised in bangkok, thailand. 971111.

her parents ae the heads of a notorious gang in thailand, ‘the pharaohs’, who are specialised in drug dealing, professional hitmen and cibernetic attacks.

the irony of such a pretty name and such a bad girlie huhmstve

she was taught how to do everything: from fighting and using weapons to ways to manipulate people or steal from them

she attended public school to blend in but ended up kidnapped and beaten up by a rival gang

ever since, she attended private schools

she pursued online classes for a programming major and she did graduate.

in her free time, she would go out with her friends from the gang to cause trouble tbh.

they would steal, vandalize places, beat up people who had wronged their gang and even kill them whoopsies !! , etc

bella is hecka sociable and skilled when it comes to communications, so she was sent to seoul w some members of her gang

she is still up to no good in seoul as well, doing the things she had been taught to do ever since she was a child.

it repair technician, mainly a hacker and can be an assassin if needed

the it business that she owns serves as a source of income and cover for drug transactions.

despite all these dark and illegal things, she is actually what you would call a ‘class clown’.

it first started as an act, but she turned out to actually be like that after a while. thankfully, it helps to conceal her background and secret activities.

she has a bunch of tattoos on her arms that imma struggle to add in ps

def cat lady and has one named ‘alcatraz’ ( the dumb bitch juice effect & bc that’s her gang’s name !! surprise !! )

bisexual legend *roblox sound oof*

fucking HATES rats and bugs

wears shorts and t shirts during winter this bitch feels Nothing

talking about Not Feeling Anything, she prolly lead on and dated a bunch of ppl despite having no emotions towards them

for Wanted Connections !! all the friends plots, bad influence for others, good influece for her, ppl who know abt her past, ppl who are fans of her cam girl business and recognized her, enemies/allies, customers, fellow members of her gang, fwb, Any Crushes or Potential Love Interests ANY I WANT EVERYTHING !!!

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[ofbellair]

[ofbellair]

Fuck apologies, I’m not sorry for anything.

Aries, Scorpio, Sagittarius,Aquarius and Geminis. (via zodiacismylife)

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ignore below !!

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Send me a “👀 + a question” and my muse has to answer honestly!

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tbd bc i am on mobile but if Anyone is up to soften bella up . .. . . . . please. .. . . .im beggin,,, , ,,, gimme a bad girl good guy plot. . . .. . even the bad girl bad guy who are hecka soft for each other.. .. . . im Beggin, my dudes. .. .

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*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ ㅡ bella had been a gang member her entire life and it was no surprise that she could hear the tiniest sound. therefore she could clearly hear someone shifting under her bead. to get them out, she began to purse her lips and make some weird noises, action which did work. “ and are you hoping this to be like a porn scene where you come out and give a helping hand? “ obviously playing along, she slightly stood up, balancing herself on one elbow so she could look at him. 

he is hiding beneath their bed, and in his opinion, it was pretty dusty down there. he is trying his best not to sneeze now; but there was suddenly weird noises coming from somewhere and he moves, pushing himself from underneath the bed, just so his head pops out. “are you watching porn?”

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*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ ㅡ it so happened that she was walking by taeil’s flowershop, picking up her pace so she wouldn’t have to meet up with him and have him stick around for the whole day. as much as she hoped it wouldn’t happen, luck wasn’t on her side. oh god, bella thought to herself as she witnessed the entire scene that seemed to be out of some kind of disney movie. as much as she wanted to get him out of her life, she couldn’t risk anything. her family’s safety was the most precious to her and if she had to keep being friends with some guy just so he wouldn’t snitch at some point, she was willing to do it. “it’s alright.” she gave a brief response as she tilted her head to the side. “ the hell are you doing down there? “ she offered her hand to help him get up as it was her fault that he was on the ground, still eager to hear what he was up to. 

“hello, bumblebee.” taeil spoke in a happy voice as he came out of the front of his flower shop, a bottle of water and teaspoon in hand. on the teaspoon was a small pile of sugar. “i have something nice for you.” taeil crouched down to the ground where the small bee laid and he placed the spoon beside it gently after pouring some water into it. he had loved bees ever since he could remember, and he knew how important they were to the environment. he had read somewhere that doing our part to help them (giving them sugar water) will actually prevent them from going extinct. taeil stayed crouched for a while, happily watching the little bee drink from the spoon. that was until someone had bumped into him, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the floor. “s-sorry.” he mumbled, figuring it was his fault for being crouched so people couldn’t see him.

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*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ ㅡ  she missed minguk the mobster dearly, but she was much happier to see him live the life that he wanted and which made him feel the most content. “ bring back 2017 minguk !! “ these were the first words that came out of her mouth in response to his questions and as serious as she wanted to be, she ended up chuckling nonetheless. “ cover ‘em up. won’t getting them removed leave some scars? they may look bad ass, but they are not aesthetically pleasing. “ she proceeded to give an actual answer, eyes falling on the sleeve tattoo that she had been sporting herself ever since she was only eighteen.

✦ : ･ﾟ OPEN STARTER !! 

it has been roughly a year since he got himself out of the hole dug by his own family. even with knowing he could sleep peacefully at night, his pregnant wife in his arms, nothing could get rid of that paranoia creeping in the back of his head. it was another reminder of just how bad his family had ruined him, inside and out. minguk absently scratched his left shoulder blade as if hoping he could remove the tattoo hidden underneath his clothing. “should i get a cover up or get my tattoos removed?” he asked. “both cost money and both of the processes hurt but what’s better?”