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ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ʜᴏᴡ sᴘᴀʀᴋs ᴅᴀʀᴛ ᴏғғ ʜɪs ғɪɴɢᴇʀᴛɪᴘs ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴠᴇʟ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛɴᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ sᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴢᴇᴜs.
A scoff falls from parted lips and cheeks hint the vague color of embarrassment. “I’m really…” He swallows, mouth dry as sparks indeed dance across his skin (but not because he’s trying to be cool, just because Nathan has no clue how to control his God given powers (pun intended) when he’s flustered), “not that cool.”
… He’d like to believe that doesn’t make him any less of a good friend, however. That is, until you’re on his hitlist.
〈 ϟ 〉〈 ϟ 〉〈 ϟ 〉〈 ϟ 〉〈 ϟ 〉〈 ϟ 〉
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デザイア。
“He dreams of summer days, of eternal afternoons that traipse across the ridges of his spine, of the languid heat that blankets the earth, of sticky-sweet popsicles dripping red and orange stripes on alabaster skin.
Of cool nights, skies streaked with indigo and the deepest blues, of glittering stars that wink and spill secrets into the heavy clouds.
He dreams of whispered touches and the warmth of another beside him, of human emotion.
He dreams and dreams and dreams, but all he hears in return—
—is silence.
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I keep forgetting I have this shit. Add me on AIM if you want to socialize because I forget about this fucking thing.
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"That was rude."
"I'm sorry. Did I hurt the poor idols feelings?" He says in a faked apologetic tone. "Oh fuck off and get used to it. You're a fucking idol for fuck's sake."
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Send for my muse's reaction
"I adore you."
"You are adorable."
"I'll protect you with my life."
"I wish you would notice me and maybe develop feelings for me."
"Storm is coming."
"You are cute but we're not going to be a thing."
"Can I kiss you?"
"Give me a sign!"
"I want yo be your friend."
"I need you."
"I hate you!"
"Get over it."
"That was rude."
"I'm trying to flirt with you, okay?"
"You are my enemy."
"I like when you smile."
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"Calm your hormones, woman. You do have all day if you want to continue living." He pulled her along as he made his way to the alleys. Truth be told, Chan didn't know what he was planning on doing but because she put up a fight, he had become interested. Chan's eyes stared down at her as he couldn't help the feeling of superiority. He wouldn't deny having a complex either.
「 Rebels 」; GM&CB
She rolled her eyes at his words, moving both her arms to cross over her chest with a small frown coming to her lips. She bit down her tongue to not let a string of unladylike words spew at him, keeping the fact that she was in public before anything else. “Then get to the fuckin-.. get to your point already. I don’t have all day.” She let out slow breaths, trying her best to avoid any eye contact with him.
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If I had to have a hyung like you, I'd rather claw my eyes out.
You're very welcome. Have fun thinking about your bandmate's pleasured noises in bed, you fucking pervert. I wonder how he would react if I told him you thought about him like that? And I can't believe you'd actually hit a woman. And you call yourself an idol!

Woah man, I bet I would’ve been your hyung, if you were human enough.
No one will kick my anything. I’ll use my Hapkido skills against them and — did you say chalkboard in bed. Chalkboard. This made me think of Jongdae for some reason — oh God now I feel weird. Thanks.

#baekari#r.eply#{#he'S SURPRISINGLY NOT#HE'S NOT A CHANYEOL IF YOU DIDN'T NOTICE BY NOW LOL#SOBS#my poor baby i need more gifs but i'm too lazy to make them#}
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There's so fucking many of you and you're all bunch of damn pests and I can't even keep up. This is annoyin'.
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/pokes your chest/ Hi.
{/ Slaps her hand away as he growls. } Who the fuck said you could touch me?
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Slap me.
He just kept talking. And talking. And talking some more.
It was making her head hurt with how much his voice grated against her ear drums. It bothered her eyes to watch his adam’s apple rise and fall as he made words slip from his disgustingly pale lips. And it reallybothered her that he wouldn’t shut up. His voice was so irritating, the way it rises and falls as he makes conversation. It makes her so angry how he cackles and how the only thing that comes out of his mouth are condemnations.
Did he really think he was clever? Did he really think that she cared for what he said? Or what the words he chattered were? Or what they meant to her? Because really she couldn’t care less about his opinions. Or his attitude. Or the god awful way that he looked at her like she was much less than trash.
It was as if he made it his life’s mission to abuse her verbally. And so she tries various methods to see make him bug off— she tries to just brush his off his criticisms, she tries to be just as abrasive, she even tries to be nice, she tries to make conversation until—
“—ugly face, bitch personality, small tits, no ass; i don’t see how anyone could think you’re worth a second of their time.”
She didn’t even hesitate, her hand immediately rose to slap his cheek. “Keep talking all that shit when you’re the disrespectful ass kid who came up to me. But hey,” she bends her back, arms rising to her sides in a mock curtsy, her lips curved into an almost psychotic looking smile. “Thank you for spending your precious time with me. Do you feel better about yourself?”
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I could but I just realized you're not worth my time. {/ Smirks as he walks off with a shrug. } Bye, bitch, bye. Enjoy your mortal life.
[`tilts her head to a side, blinking.] Clearly you have your way with words, but I’ve heard way worse. You can do better, can’t you?
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I swear to god you're a fuckin' dumbass.
Some of the best leaders in the human race were women and they could kick your ass with their pinky, idiot. I'd rather sound like a woman than a pre-puberty twat that probably sounds like a chalkboard in bed.
But not like a woman.
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If I wanted to boost your stupid ego, I would've flattered you but you don't even deserve that, ugly.
I’m well aware of that fact, but thank you for that ego boost.
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「 Sanctitude 」; LH&CB
This place was a place he considered his sanctuary.
A broken down building cloaked behind a construction site and away from humanity and it's people. It protected him from the sun and any curious eyes that questioned how flawless he looked or his personality. It was a place for his piece of mind when he wanted to escape his usually aggressive tirade towards anyone. But today just wasn't his day as he sensed someone during his name.
Chan pushed himself up and eyed his surroundings, not caring who it was but wanting them gone. He followed the noises before grabbing the stranger and forcing them to look at him. His irises glowed a bright red as annoyance vibrated through his veins.
「 Who the fuck are you? 」
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