#mxrtifero

            how quaint is this?  just two brother’s and one of their boyfriends sitting having a meal together at the table,  as if they do this thing all the time.  truth is,  acton’s gone a little rouge lately  &  brody’s been worried,  hence the informal invite to dinner at brody’s place  &  of course his elder brother just  HAS  to bring his boyfriend too. . .     ‘  can you pass the salt,  pancake - ah?  ’    acton hums,  using the excuse to lean over to the other,  a hand comfortable against his upper thigh before he’s daring to give it a tight squeeze.     ‘  this is fun right?  i like spending time with you. . . both.  ’

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      cornelius walked into the alleged shop, the famous one, the one of many tales. he believed none of them, for he was a christian man and had a strong faith, but even with a strong will one may fear mere ghost stories.       he got the feeling others claimed to have, a feeling of unease. something about the dolls, how they all looked, the eyes behind them, it was enough to rattle the religious man. he subconsciously toyed with the cross hanging from his neck.       “uh, excuse me, are you marvel ??”

     Daejung was excited when he saw the other in the crowd of people. Though he is supposed to be ‘lowkey’ at times the idol was anything but. Smiling and waving he motioned for the other to hurry up. The distance between them closing he was quick to give the other a hug. “Thanks for meeting up! I did get some free time before I have anything to do so we can hang out for a bit what do you want to do first?.” @mxrtifero

   Most hunters were able to spot a demon after a while, a lot of them had trouble sensing them, especially from afar. Soojung, who was chosen by a high-ranking demon to fight in her army, barely escaped the fires that were supposed to burn her house down, along with her family. What you could not expect was for the female to become a huntress, driven by the strange visions and death of a loved one. Eyes fell upon an exotic beauty and not only Soojung seemed to be intrigued. The aura that surrounded this woman radiated differently, in a supernatural way so to speak, Soojung’s whole body tensed because she knew what the other was: a demon. “Sorry,” she said as she came over, “I work as a graphic designer for a major company. I’m not exactly suited to be scouting people but I think you might be interested to work for them... my name’s Miran.” One truth, one lie. Her normal job was that of a graphic designer but her name was not Miran. It was Soojung.

❛   i had to come find you since you seemed to be lost .    ❜

a sigh of utter content fell past peter’s lips, his fingers coming up to brush over the flower she had tucked behind his ear;  he wasn’t one to admit that he was a flower person, but he’s definitely a flower person.  just the sight of flowers gives off a calm aura to him, it was something he could look at whilst relaxing.   ❝ it’s pretty, noona. ❞   he murmured lightly, though there was a small but calm and relaxed smile playing over his lips now.  it was almost like everything that he’s gone through, every bit of stress he’s felt had just....vanished.