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There is another roll of his eyes when he is called mommy. He is that, in a way, he is sure, but it's still weird whenever Serghei would call him that. To him, Sunghoon and Kyubok where his sons and he raised them, partly, with their fucked up dad, or the man that liked to call himself that. "Don't make it weird, you pervert." He muttered, slightly shoving the males face away from his neck. There was a thin line which was easy to cross, the right amount of affection Noori was willing to take when being so sleep deprived.
"They hardly know a life in which they had.. a chance, or a choice." But still, Noori couldn't understand how one wanted to willingly work or do anything like this. "I mean, Kyubok is kinda disabled, he has it hard, a job I mean. He sees bad by day, his hearing is shit." He scrunched up his nose. "But he still kinda wants to be part of.. this world. And Hoonie.." Oh yeah, stupid cute Hoonie who could look so intimidating. "He's not aware that with his physique, their is plenty for him to do.. but he is so sweet, so kind. He gets swallowed and chewed and spit out." He yawned a bit, lazy fingers moving into Sergheis hair. "Why should I want you to come with me?" He snorted shortly. "I don't plan on traumatizing my sons because you can't keep your hands to yourself." He's pursing his lips slightly to quietly ask for a kiss, slow blink and all. Despite being a bit harsh and mean, he loved Serghei like noone else.
the dhampir holds the hand that had pushed him away, pressing open mouth kisses against noori's wrist and palm. he brushes over the veins with his nose and bites back a groan at the scent that graces him. his husband smells so strong at his pulse points and it's a miracle that serghei is shoving his face against them at all hours of the day.
then he gets quiet. quiet in a way noori would recognize. serghei's only quiet when he's thinking-- strategizing. if noori wanted a solution, if noori wanted something to change, serghei would move mountains to make it happen. it woul dbe best, he decides in that moment, for him to tag along. maybe he could... help. he doesn't really have much of a paternal instinct, but noori has made him feel things completely foreign again and again.
"don't be like that, princess," serghei nudges himself between noori's legs so he can slot his mouth against his properly. the kiss is deep and slow, and serghei pulls away only to lick over his husband's adam apple sloppily. "you'e just so irresistible." a lick to his collarbone before he reaches noori's chest. one hand holds noori's thigh, spreads him open, while the other gropes one of noori's pecs. gently (for serghei, anyway) he sucks a loving bruise right above his husband's heart, nuzzles it affectionately as he meets noori;s gaze. his insistent morning wood grinds unhelpfully against the other. "and you like that i'm a pervert who can't keep his hands to himself."
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less of a poem, more of a reminder. ( ΰ° )
THERMO (tactical human-helmed equalizing robotic modular operation) is a privately funded, experimental engineering enterprise that aims to arm citizens with military grade weaponry for the sake of self defense under a threatening regime. at least, that's what THERMO was sold as to those who were recruited to take part in the project. THERMO has patented products ranging from tasers to fully mechanized battle suits. the most ambitious (and expensive) products THERMO prides itself on are the three giant humanoid modulars: pilot operated robots standing at nearly 80 meters tall and equipped with state of the art artillery. as much of an honor it is to be selected to pilot a modular, the physical, emotional, and mental toll is just as understated.
PILOTS:
hachi sabine lysander
RESEARCHERS:
seungtae amity bomi
ENGINEERS:
nikki

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-- it's only right and just for amity to be polyam because he's the community's girlfriend
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This.. was feeling so much more like home. Sure, Noori would follow Serghei anywhere and of course, where Serghei was, that was home too. But he couldn't help but just feel.. like he was on vacation whenever they stayed anywhere but in Seoul. Here he doesn't feel like a damn alien. He couldn't learn other languages and he hated that he had to do that in order to adjust. His italian was horrible, is Russian was horrible anything else but his korean sounded absolutely bad. Here he had a whole different level of confidence.. and he was more at ease.
"You woke me up." Nothing Noori was a fan off, well, unless it was tightly combined with being dicked down. He would have preferred to sleep longer but at least he was with Serghei, in that very luxurious penthouse. "Boss baby." he snorted, sighing softly. "Mh, gotta check in on my sons." He would always casually mention them, but he had definitely hated the idea of being too far away from Sunghoon and Kyubok. Sure he made sure the tiger and serpent had a place to stay, a full fridge but nonetheless, he would prefer to be nearby. "Sunghoon wants.. purpose." He shrugged his shoulders shortly. "When he could be lazy all day long."
as noori bemoans his slumber being cut short, serghei can only busy himself with pressing kiss after kiss against his husband's neck and shoulder. the dhampir mouths under noori's jaw greedily and smiles crookedly into the sweet smelling skin. "such a good mommy." serghei can't help but coo even if it may earn him a shove or a face full of claw. well worth it, in his opinion.
"kids nowadays," serghei scoffs out. purpose. it was such a young thing to yearn for. the dhampir remembers fretting over such a thing early in his immortal life and for what? serghei's purpose was found between noori's thighs. in his smile. in his wide eyes and purrs. it sounds stupid anf shallow and shortsighted but serghei is content for the first time in centuries. the secret to surviving immortality was not found in spark or flame, but in a humming, unconditional warmth. "want me to come with you?" he's mroe than willing to give noori his space, but he does like being around noori. mostly just to watch him. admire him.
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one month into living in seoul and serghei can confidently say it's one of the best decisions they've ever made as a couple. their penthouse is lovely, serghei's got his talons in big money underground markets, and noori is glowing. the dhampir loves seeing his husband in his element, and as much as the country air suited the love of his life, there's something to be said about seeing noori in head to toe designer strutting about because he knows he owns this city. it makes serghei proud and severely horny all the same.
"morning," he grumbles and buries his nose in noori's hair. holds him tight against his body. they're pressed skin to skin, warm and comfy in silk sheets. the dhampir kisses his kitten's neck, his ear, his cheek. runs a hand down his husband's side before settling on his thigh and squeezing appreciatively.
"what's the plan today, boss baby?"
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"i'm not recording you," seungtae clarifies without prompt. he points to his left eye, the lighting of the research wing lobby revealing how uncanny his ocular prosthetic could be. he used to be insecure about his robotic parts, but now they served as a great icebreaker. "it's just an interface. if you see any weird lighting shifts or red or whatever. it doesn't record. unless you consider memory a recording then... you probably have trust issues and i can't help you with that." the researcher sniffs.
"so what do you wanna see first?" his mother had told him to make a good impression and give a tour of the (unclassified) research pods. he hadn't been listening that well, but apparently this person is a big deal, or one of her friends, or whatever whatever. details. "it can be kind of high level stuff for people to grasp. not me, of course. but other people."
@cruellacreations
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-- starter call for seungtae, bomi, or amity ! like this and i will concoct something gay and horrible
BASICSFULL NAME: bomi choi, dsc GENDER: cis woman PRONOUNS: she/her DOB / AGE: 4 april / 36 OCCUPATION: lead researcher for neuromodulation at THERMO DRINK, SMOKE, DRUGS?: yes, sometimes, no IMMEDIATE FAMILY: franklin sayed, md (ex-husband), zahir choi (son), arayeon choi-nettle (mother), thalia choi-nettle, psyd (stepmother), young-soo kim (father, deceased)
SEXUAL PREFERENCES ORIENTATION: pansexual POSITION: switch versatile
PHYSICAL HAIR COLOR / STYLE: black/ layered bob with curtain bangs EYE COLOR / STYLE: brown / half moon HEIGHT: five feet seven inches BODY TYPE: soft hourglass TATTOOS/PIERCINGS: none / lobe
MENTALPOSITIVE TRAITS: perceptive, caring, professional NEGATIVE TRAITS: cold, withdrawn, manipulative LIKES: kitten heels, efficiency, taking notes DISLIKES: clashing colors, opening up to others, being empty-handed
key notes from file; + studied psychiatric neuromodulation at multiple prestigious universities + credited as the main research behind a targeted neurostimulation for treatment resistant major depressive disorder, patented now by THERMO + pivoting towards working one on one with pilots in order to develop individualized performance enhancing neuromodulation treatments + excels in both interpersonal and technical aspects of psychiatric neuromodulation but has expressed ethical concerns regarding the project. will continue to monitor with weekly check-ins.

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BASICS FULL NAME: amity yang GENDER: nonbinary (amab) PRONOUNS: he/him DOB / AGE: 19 november / 25 OCCUPATION: brain computer interface technician at THERMO / university student DRINK, SMOKE, DRUGS?: yes, no, yes IMMEDIATE FAMILY: yeon-woo yang, phd (father), natasha yang (stepmother), ji-hye park (mother), byeol park (half sister, estranged), jaejoon park (half brother, estranged)
SEXUAL PREFERENCES ORIENTATION: bisexual POSITION: switch versatile
PHYSICAL HAIR COLOR / STYLE: black frequently dyed pink /mullet EYE COLOR / STYLE: brown / downturned almond HEIGHT: six feet BODY TYPE: lanky inverted triangle TATTOOS/PIERCINGS: stars on lower back, 'lucky' on the inside of bottom lip, rose under chin, hearts outlining nipples / lobe, upper lobe, industrial, nipples, tongue, bellybutton, lorum
MENTAL POSITIVE TRAITS: fun, lighthearted, sweet NEGATIVE TRAITS: spoiled, lazy, entitled LIKES: doing what he's not supposed to do, painting, glitter DISLIKES: school, work, rigidity
key notes from file; + only child of enterprise ceo + currently studying mechanical engineering after dropping out of college twice + recipient of experimental spinal implant due to a serious case of childhood discitis, continual medical monitoring for potential side effects + below average performance reviews as a technician, will continue to encourage consistent attendance and efficient workflows
Whatβs your drink of choice my liege?
Corn dog