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....MOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
I think I will really just make a dual muse blog. make it easier on myself, start fresh & be even more selective with who I write with. I noticed most people migrated to twitter rp and I don’t see why I should keep 2 blogs active with the little activity there is on this site
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It took Ratatosk quite some time to respond to the other, to even look at him. His parents had made many points that could be valid for others, but weren’t for him. He wasn’t after Hoenirs money or what he could make possible for him. He was with him because he loved him and cared for him deeply. However, he could see due to his history why they didn’t exactly appreciate him, especially with the profession the other man had picked and how important reputation was for it in the end.
“..No..I kind of expected though that they wouldn’t like me. I mean, I can’t blame them in the end.”, he replied with his gaze lowered onto his lap as he fiddled with his hands. Ratatosk was aware that he would be a stain on the others reputation, along that it could also affect his parents business as the media was cruel and just looking for mistakes they could exploit for their own gains, especially with people as successful as they were.
The conversations they held during the dinner kept replaying in his head with him trying to come up with ways it could have gone better. Perhaps he shouldn’t have been so open about what he used to do. But then again, what if they found out in the end anyway and judged him even more then. Or maybe he shouldn’t have told them that he planned to start a career in florestry as that just alerted them that he needed some money to get started.
“..It just made it more obvious that I’m not good enough for you and that I will never be. Can’t change the past after all...”
@bloodsought
A last pull on his cigarette before it landed on the ground where he put it out with the sole of his black dress shoe. The Musician was not a frequent smoker, however, on a day such as this, after an encounter as stressful he could do nothing but give in to the bad habit.
Hœnir always made sure to be of clean-cut appearance, to always look sharp. However, it did not happen often that he came to wear a suit. Even less that he wore his hair slicked back. It was something he felt uncomfortable doing: dressing and looking like some renowned businessman. Looking the exact way his parents probably expected him to, if he had decided to follow the path they had set up for him rather than his own. Yet there was this weird sense of respect he could not help but feel towards either of them, despite their minds and views working so differently. He could not help but want to show them that, despite their bad relationship and all else: he was willing to make use of his manners when it came to them.
A last glance is thrown at the luxurious single family home before the man opened the door to his white 488 GTB, allowing himself to drop onto the driver’s seat with a heartfelt sigh as he joined the one who had accompanied all this time; ice-blue eyes take in the sight of the albino sitting with him. Hœnir was unsure what to feel, as he was curious what the man besides him did think. This had been the first time anyone of his current life had meet his family. It had been years since the last time he himself had seen his parents after all.
“ …do you regret coming along ? “
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He hasn’t been able to meet with the Albino for quite some time, after they both quit the job that had them work together at the same place. Meir wanted to change that. This friendship was quite important to him after all. Which was the reason why he tried to contact the other early this day. „Hey. Wanna go for a run in the park? We can just walk too, and maybe a coffee after?“ He missed working out with him and overall just spending time together, really. „I‘ll pay, too!“
Ratatosk looked up when he heard his phone buzzing from receiving messages. Not many people had his number, especially since it would be dangerous for them to to be able to contact him. Slowly, he reached out for his phone, a smile appearing on his delicate lips as he saw from who the messages were.
“..Meir..”, he mumbled under his breath, unlocking the phone the next moment to check the messages left as the lock screen cut some of them off. It really felt nice that the other was seeking being close to him again, especially after what had happened before the others birthday with him wanting to end their friendship.
“I’ll be right there, bring some running shoes!”, he replied quickly, tapping away on his phone. His boyfriend hadn’t been home much either so Ratatosk appreciated the company even more.
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If you want more you can openly tell me. I do not remember you ever directly saying what you want.
The albino hesitated at the words of the other. Was it something he disliked about him enough to bring it up or..? Ratatosk never had been on the side where he would actually get to choose what would happen, hence why he never really spoke his mind, knowing that he’d be disappointed or even hurt in the end.
“..I’m afraid of you.. disliking it..”
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It is going to be really cold tonight. They said it is going to freeze again. How about you sleep over? We can keep each other warm.
“And you reckon that we would just.. ‘keep each other warm’, dear Hoenir?”
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TAROT CARDS
You got: Death
You can be a bit intense and find yourself drawn to dark and mysterious things. You’ve been through a lot and have probably seen your fair share of endings, but probably cope with it through humor. On top of that, you are surprisingly easygoing — you’re open to change, try not to let past baggage weigh you down, and seek out new experiences.
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" No. " It only took him a moment to consider, although already knowing the answer before. He was too hungry for the smaller one's frame to shake and tremble, to show how he truly felt the moment his tongue would touch him. " I want your mouth free. Without anything that you could use to hide your adorable moans. "
About to open his mouth to try to convince him that he should be able to make him enjoy the sensation aswell, the older one continued to talk, making him blush even more. He thought his moans were adorable..? Ratatosk averted his gaze for a moment, trying to figure out what to say. Never had he been in such a situation before, so it was harder to come up with some reply. Instead of saying something however, the albino got up from the couch, stripping out of his pants and shorts to reveal his rear to his lover. Did he.. really wanna do this?
“Just..don’t push yourself too hard, okay..?”
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Do you know what I would like right now? You, legs spread, sitting on my face.
Ratatosk only slowly lowered the magazine he had been reading whilst sitting next to his lover whom was covered in a blanket, a bowl of soup in front of him on the couch table. Had he..heard that correctly? A blush crept onto his features and the albino bit his lower lip to not make any odd noises.
This was quite arousing, he had to admit, but wouldn’t it slow down his recovery to perform such an act? However, he knew that Hoenir wouldn’t consider it unless he felt like he could do it, and so he placed the magazine onto the table, leaning towards his lover.
“..Only if I get to suck your dick at the same time.”
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THE CREEPIEST THING ABOUT YOU
Your Possessiveness Is Really Uncomfortable
It's obvious to everyone around you that you feel the need to keep everything just the way you like it, and that insistence often borders on obsession. Your persistence, materialism, and sentimentality can prevent you from ever letting things go, and the more you care about them, the more stubbornly you defend your right to own them forever.
Sorry to say, but there are some things, like memories and loved ones, you simply can't own, and trying to stake your claim over them just makes you seem unbalanced and creepy. It probably wouldn't hurt to quit being such a hoarder, too - none of your guests enjoy trying to find a seat in a room piled high with reminders of everything you refuse to let die.
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@moonsought
Of course there were much better things the two of them could do tonight, but he knew that his job still had to be done. It wasn’t like he could just bail on them with some excuse, would that damage his reputation probably and his managers would be bothering him even more than usual.
Atleast it was far better than the previous new years eves he had spent with drunk men letting out their frustrations on him because their year had been horrible yet again. Somehow, Ratatosk wondered how they could not realize that it was their own fault that everything they did went badly.
Ratatosk was taken by surprise when his lover had reached for him to lock their lips together for a short kiss, many thoughts rushing through his head. Ranging from what if someone saw them? What if.. he wasn’t able to stop himself from kissing his partner even more? Which was quickly followed by him enjoying the little bit of intimacy they had. The albino almost caught himself reaching for the back of the musicians head, refraining from doing so however to not ruin his hairstyle.
Those sweet words said afterwards..They made him almost melt, a blush on his face for sure. The heart of the albino beat faster, making it almost explode from anticipation. How he even came to deserve such a man was beyond him. Sure, there were some downsides like having to hide their relationship from everyone, but in the end it was noones business but theirs anyway.
“..I’ll be waiting right here for you.. watching you..”
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Saijou Takato - Dakaretai Otoko Ichii ni Odosarete Imasu episode 12
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@fog-eyes
DAKAICHI I’m being harassed by the sexiest man of the year ~ S1 E11
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otp sparring: nice
otp sparring until one of them has a back to the wall and a blade at their throat: excellent
the other person dropping their weapon and the otp is k i s s i n g: I WILL LIFT THIS TABLE AND FLI P IT
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