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typhogen-blog · 9 years ago
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Send <3 for my muse to kiss yours whilst drunk!
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typhogen-blog · 9 years ago
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     Heart skipping in his chest, Lucio could not help but to stare at the smooth skin of the beautiful legs in front of him. Eyes wander, curious. He can feel his mouth dry up.
Stripes. Fucking adorable stripes.
       Deep breath, in, out. “Yeah, strawberry.” He nodded, swallowing carefully. He could control himself, he was not some kind of animal. No matter how hard he just wanted to-- Ah! Stop thinking, deep breaths. While his server was out getting a new cone for him, he slapped his cheeks. Come on, man, you’re way cooler than this!
(  ♡  ) It took possibly every ounce of will in Min-Soo’s body to turn down his offer for new shoes. God, how he loved shoes– Maybe more than humanity. Yes, definitely more. 
“Please don’t worry about it, sir!” He said cheerfully again, kneeling down to wipe the ice cream off of his shoes, and picking up his cone. “I can get you another serving right after I clean this up!”
The way he was kneeling, his knees were brought up to his chest and his legs pressed together. This did not hide what he was wearing beneath his school skirt, however, and even though it wasn’t much, the sides of his girly striped underwear poked out on either side of his ankles. Not that he seemed to mind. He looked up at him.
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“You had strawberry, right?”
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typhogen-blog · 9 years ago
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(◡‿◡✿) Slow sensual deep meaningful kisses
(◡‿◡✿) Lustful hands sliding down bodies with little tiny gasps of pleasure
(◡‿◡✿) Tugging on their hair gently only to move the kisses to their neck
(◡‿◡✿) Jawline kisses slowly moving back to their lips
(◕‿◕✿) Muffled kissing while getting the shit fucked out of them
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typhogen-blog · 9 years ago
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fembxy:
(  ♡  ) Min-Soo watched him rush about, and smiled softly. He was on shift, after all– it’s not like it was a big deal. There were risks, when you wore your cute shoes to your cafe job. Ones he had decided to take.
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“Don’t you worry about a thing, honey.” His voice was airy and thin, like it floated in the air. You could see how well-manicured his fingers were when he took the napkins. “It’s not problem, sir!”
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      Lucio admired the others appearance again for a little longer before he turned away once more. He was so lucky that this happened to someone who was so nice. If he got yelled at for being such an idiot he would either start a fight or be so embarrassed that he’d leave, and neither of those options sounded appealing.
      The voice that graced his ears left him wishing he was paying more attention to the other speak. “Let me do something to make it up to you. I’ll-- I’ll buy you new shoes. Or maybe...” Lucio scratches the back of his neck, unsure of what exactly could make up for something like this.
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typhogen-blog · 9 years ago
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fembxy:
(  ♡  ) Min-Soo blinked, bending over to look at his cute black shoes. Well, now pink shoes. Min-Soo parted his equally pink lips to say something– did he know what? No, of course not– but was interrupted by the ice cream dropper in question.
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“…Don’t worry!” They had apologized; he wouldn’t make a fuss.
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      “Here-- let me, uh,” Lucio stammers, tripping over his tongue, “Napkins!” He blurts out, rushing to the nearest counter and taking way too many out of the dispenser. He rushes back and holds out the disheveled pile to the other. Brown hues shot a glance at the others face. Fuck, he was cute. Cheeks grew darker and he averted his gaze quickly. “I’m truly sorry, miss.”
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typhogen-blog · 9 years ago
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Amuse me.
drabbles. | accepting! | @typhogen
leave an “amuse me” in my ask, and i will write a funny drabble about my character trying to cheer yours up.
                    it doesn’t take her very long to notice that he’s not very happy. from the fake smiles and the fact that he was distancing himself is enough to give it away. so melody makes it her mission to try and cheer him up. walking up to him with a large smile on her face, she thinks of telling lucio a joke.
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                    ❝  kn-knock knock.  ❞
                   ❝  mel, please, i’m… i’m not in the mood for jokes, okay?  ❞
                   ❝  aw, c-come– come on, please? i-it– it’s really f-funny, i promise.  ❞
                   a huff escapes him and he meets her gaze. ❝  alright, alright— who’s there?  ❞
                   ❝  a c-cow with– with no lips.  ❞
                   he narrows his eyes for a moment, almost as if he’s thinking that’s the stupidest thing she could possibly say. but he goes along with it. ❝  …a cow with no lips who?  ❞
                   ❝  a cow w-with no lips s-says ooo ooo.  ❞
                    lucio stares at her for a moment and snorts. he shakes his head then, laughing a little. ❝  jeez, mel, where do you even get these jokes?  ❞
                    ❝  p-popsicle sticks a-and– and joke books, m-mostly,  ❞ she admits, sheepishly, giggling softly.
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typhogen-blog · 9 years ago
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      Oh god, did he just-- Staring down at the strangers feet, Lucio pursed his lips as his cheeks dusted a light pink. He just dropped his ice cream cone on another persons feet. “I’m so, so sorry!”
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typhogen-blog · 9 years ago
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typhogen-blog · 10 years ago
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     The body laying in his bed twitched, and Lucio could only assume that meant that the boy was waking up. Taking a deep breath and moving to his feet, he walked to the mini fridge and grabbed a water bottle. Calloused fingers opened the bottle and he went to stand next to the bed once more. With the water bottle extended to the waking boy, Lucio lowered his gaze aggressively.
     This was not intentional. He did not mean to look as scary or intimidating as he most likely did to the other. But it had been a while since he was forced into having a conversation with a person. And this would be the very first time he would have to explain his powers to someone. Without realizing his annoyed expression or the annoyed tone in his voice, Lucio spoke out; “Are you up?”
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              Can’t he just run like the others did? Screaming and coughing was all he heard, panic everywhere. Although the brunet wasn’t part of the crowd leaving the building, he was still someone watching the scenery from afar, gathered within strange looking air. What’s actually just the boy’s own poised breath, leaving his trembling lips caused through anxiety slowly growing within his mind. He wanted to run, go away, stay hidden and yet he wasn’t able to move. Which state seemed to get worse by the sudden eye-contact to someone looking quite odd and kinda suspicious. Nothing Dewey would voice out, though.
                 Even if he wanted to, he couldn’t as growing anxiety got the best of him, soon cutting off his consciousness as hazel-colored hues were shut down behind nervous lids, slender limbs making the florist drop down onto the ground. One of the worst scenarios Dewey could imagine and never wanted to be a part of, too scared to endure them.
                 And the worst, he was taken. Although it would have been worst to wake up still lying there on the cold ground, it wasn’t better to be carried away by someone who had been on the place swallowed by terror. All the noises were going away as the sleeping figure was pulled away, soon gathered on a soft surface, lids still closed. Maybe he was too shocked back then to wake up, but suddenly moving his head, it seemed he’s close to wake up, exhausted lids slowly opening as Dewey’s vision came back rather blurry and dark.
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typhogen-blog · 10 years ago
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    You can be the Grim,                           Imma  be the Reaper
     ▪Indie commander shepard  ▪para/novella/crack  ▪3 years experience ▪OC friendly
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typhogen-blog · 10 years ago
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     A chill runs down Lucio’s spine. What was that? This man was just being polite but there was something in that tone or in that smile that was making him uncomfortable. Taking a deep breath, he nodded. “No problem.” Eyes averted away from the taller man, a tint of pink dusting his cheeks. Lucio wishes he was that tall.
      Lucio’s stomach growls. He has not eaten all day. Maybe he should reconsider his lifestyle and actually look for a proper job. He chuckles at that notion, putting his hand over his stomach and patting it to try and keep it down.
there was no mention of a NAME so he could assume it HAD to be important when a stranger’s voice came from right behind him , with a CLAIM that one of his possessions was no longer on his person . joel checked his pockets to find ONE THING missing . he turned && faced the person BELONGING to the voice ( or was it the other way around ? ) && flashed him an charming SMILE . ❝ thank you for picking it up for me . i don’t think i’d be able to go ANYWHERE without it . “
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typhogen-blog · 10 years ago
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     Upon making eye contact with the other person, Lucio’s guard drops. The stargazer did not look like much of a threat. It also seemed like he had not seen anything too revealing about Lucio’s ability. The superhuman sat up, eyeing the other’s equipment. “No, it’s fine.” He shrugged off the others concern on whether he was being a bother or not. For a moment there is an awkward silence between the two, then Lucio completely relaxes.
     “I didn’t think people still used those anymore.” He states, pointing at the others telescope. Lucio gets to his feet, walking around the boy and the equipment to get a full view. It is then that Lucio realizes that the other is actually taller than him just by the slightest inch. He suddenly feels like his masculinity is in danger. Darn his parents for not making being six feet tall! It was silly of him to think this way, but it just innately came to him. He had no reason to feel threatened. He just liked being taller than everyone. Taking a deep breath, he tries to stay calm. “So, do you do this often?”
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The clear night sky was perfect for stargazing, and tonight, he had gotten permission to stay for most of the night, basically all night, just to indulge himself. He had earned it, he kept telling himself as he struggled with his telescope and bag, he had earned the right to entertain what he loved for just a night.
But as he hobbled about the clearing he deemed fine to see a certain constellation floating about, he saw a wisp of smoke, and accidentally stumbled. At the voice, he stiffened and called out, just a bit nervously, “Sorry…I’m just here to stargaze… If I’m bothering, I can just go to another place…?” He still felt the cold chill of surprise tingling his spine–or perhaps that was just the midnight breeze dancing against his skin.
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typhogen-blog · 10 years ago
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      It is midday. Lucio checks his watch to make sure that he enters the building just as the security camera’s are shut off by the charges that he planted the night before. He puts on a black beanie hat and sunglasses before he strides towards the door and opens it up. Quiet zaps are heard from the corners of the room, shutting down any surveillance in the small bank. He has thirty seconds at least before someone figures out how to fix the problem. The superhuman heads to the bathroom, where he then breathes smoke on the nearest smoke detector which causes the fire alarm to go off.
      As the crowd evacuates the building, he quickly rushes to the safe where he easily unlocks it with the pass code he had seen one of the employees use a few days ago. Rushing inside, he grabs handfuls of cash, shoving them into a duffle bag and then escaping out of the bathroom window. He casually walks outside of the alleyway after removing his sunglasses and hat. A bystander asks him whats going on, and he shrugs. “Fire, I guess?” His tone shows that he’s had practice with this sort of lying.
      Lucio is just about to leave the scene until he makes eye contact with someone. He looked a little older than the superhuman, yet he was much smaller; in both height and build. Blond locks of hair blew into Lucio’s eyes, and in that split second that he was temporarily blinded the boy had fallen over, now lying motionless on the ground. Some people started panicking, just as Lucio did. He ran over to the smaller and quickly lifted him up. Some people asked what he was doing, in which Lucio quickly responded that he would be taking the boy to the hospital. He had no real intention of doing that however. He would simply take the boy back to his motel. It was too risky to go to a public place such as a hospital.
      Upon arriving at the motel, Lucio put the boy in his bed and checked to make sure he was still breathing. Then he sat and waited. Waited until the boy could wake up and he could ask questions. In his heart and mind, Lucio was panicking beyond belief.
                                     Had this boy seen Lucio’s secret?
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typhogen-blog · 10 years ago
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this isn’t //violence// this is just a WAR in my head i give it time but it never seems to [e n d] i feel a fire&& in the back of my throat so let’s get covered in flames and play some games with the smoke
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typhogen-blog · 10 years ago
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typhogen-blog · 10 years ago
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     He thought he was safe. Lucio had stopped running after he believed he was far enough away, but as soon as he thought he could catch his breath he heard the terrifying shout of woman behind him. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up and he turned around just in time to be tackled to the ground. The girl was not messing around. The umbrella flew out of his hands and onto the edge of the sidewalk, where it could be blown away by the smallest gust of wind. “Fuck dude, get off or it’ll get away!” Shoving the smaller girl aside he got on his knees and crawled quickly enough to grab the umbrella and let out a sigh of relief. He decided to close the umbrella and handed it back to it’s original owner. Now that he was soaking wet, having the umbrella was pointless. “You want it back, take it.” Lucio should apologize, but that would hurt his pride too much.
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        she couldn’t have been in the store for more than ten minutes. She had, for once, remembered to bring her umbrella before she left the house. She had to go pick up some baguettes so that she could make some snacks for the guys. A quick and easy job, but here she is. Standing outside of the small bakery beneath the store’s awning, watching some hooligan run off with her umbrella. NOT TODAY, MOTHERFUCKER. She rushes back inside, asks for the clerk to hold onto the bread before sprinting out the store and into the rain with all the fury of an angry American football player. “GIVE ME BACK MY UMBRELLA.” 
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typhogen-blog · 10 years ago
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Ahh, I can’t believe I’ve hit 200 followers… (♡´艸`) Honestly…It’s kind of like a dream come true, because I’ve met so many kind and supportive people after opening this blog… I really want to thank all of you for being there with me and watching my muses grow and my muse count too..
I guess the real point of this is to celebrate my followers, and not me. Under the cut will be most of my thoughts about those I want to RP with, are RP-ing with, and my friends who have really brightened my everyday life… (*´꒳`*)
I’m sorry if you have to scroll a lot to get to the bottom if your name is on here, I just have lots to say…
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