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because things happen and iâve been neglecting my dearest @theperfectladiesman, i found this art i drew for an art meme from like...year ago but idk what happened but yes pls take this as token of my lameness :D iâll come around soon!
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Gojyo couldnât believe his eyes. He didnât think his ginger-haired neighbor could possibly look even crankier than he did now but⌠he was proven wrong after heâd delivered his award winning lines of punny innuendo.Â
The redhead couldnât help but chuckle in giddy delight. He waited to be punched or reprimanded or have the door slammed in his face. Yet he was surprised again when the other delivered a witty come-back and a smirk instead.Â
âYou sure you wanna hand this over?â Gojyo asked deviously as he wagged the dildo back and forth like an admonishing wag of a finger. âI could make the ladies get quite loud with it.â
The reprimanding wag of the thing coupled with the implied meanings the rather promiscuous redhead said, immediately made Zenonâs arrogant smirk transform into a peeved frown. He did not particularly like the implication of that should the ginger decide to bestow the other with the unwanted present. If the first day this bastard moved in was of any tiny indication of what was to come, he could only imagine what would entail if the redhead threw in the dildo. Zenon mentally cringed. Good bye sleep until forever, it would seem.
Zenon honestly wanted nothing to do with the drunken purchase, but he may have to bite his pride and take it back. Perhaps the site will refund it or something.
âOn second thought,â the ginger began, snatching the offending object out of the redheadâs grip, âI could probably put it to much better use with the ladies than you ever could.â Insert as much of an arrogant smirk one could muster with a pounding headache.
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The distant sound of passing cars. The smell of age old grime. The feel of a gentle breeze and ⌠the sight of a wavering silver gun. Sighting down the cold metal, Gojyoâs finger was frozen on the trigger as he stared into the wide, terrified eyes of a kid. The boy was crying and begging for his life. Tiny droplets of rain slowly began to drip down as if the sky was shedding tears along with him.Â
The gun continued to waver with Gojyoâs convictions, feeling like his heart was being squeezed by a fist. The assholes who assigned him his targets fucking knew he had trouble offing women and children. What could this kid have possibly done? Judging by the items sullied on the ground around him, he was nothing more than a petty thief. Probably his only means to survival. The redhead knew what it was like to be in the otherâs shoes because he himself had been there before. Those bastards probably put the kid on his list just to spite him.Â
With a heavy sigh, Gojyo lowered the gun to his side and flicked the safety back on. Shoulders slumping, he offered a weak smile of reassurance to the trembling tyke. âBeat it kid. And be more careful in the future, eh? I canât guarantee youâll be as lucky the next time.â
He watched as the boy scrambled to nab what items he could before scurrying off in a hurry. Gojyo knew he was in for a lecture now but deep down he couldnât bring himself to give a damn. It could never outweigh the relief he felt at sparing the life of that youngster.
***
âYer such a worthless worm. I donât know why we keep ya around. Fine. Perhaps this target will be more up your alley. Fail us one more time and youâll be swimming with the fishes. Got it?â
Gojyo wanted to tell him that if he wanted to be any more cliche he shouldâve ended his sentence with âcapicheâ but he managed to resist the impulse. He didnât want to hear the assholeâs annoying voice any more than he had to.Â
Stepping forward, Gojyo snatched the paper and turned it around to see the mug of his next target. The man was a tough looking son-of-a-bitch with an eye-patch and a scar running across a section of his face.Â
âWhatever. Itâs hunting season for porcupines anyways.â Gojyo huffed in amusement at his own clever joke and pocketed the guyâs profile.Â
Sight picture. Inhale. Pause. Squeeze. Exhale.
A badly muted thud that the movies do not ever portray right for silencers. Splatter of crimson painted the walls. A body dropped lifelessly to the ground. A bloodcurdling scream pierced the quiet night.
Collecting his things and breaking down the rifle to fit in the carry bag, it didnât take long for the ginger to vacate his area after tiding it up as if he was never there to begin with. Trekking down the long flight of stairs from the rooftop, Zenon lit a cigarette and savored the nicotine. Before long, the ginger soon found himself picking up a fat check in the form of a briefcase loaded with cash and onward home he went.
Doing this kind of work, it was thrilling to Zenon. Probably helped that he was damn good at it too. Plus, with the kind of money involved, heâd have to be a fool to refuse. Of course, as a contracted hitman, he certainly had his rules that he stuck by: absolutely no kids, regardless of the payment. Otherwise, it was fair game.
Upon entering his rather minimally decorated adobe, Zenon kicked off his shoes, tossed the briefcase in a closet, and promptly stripped down buck naked once he was in the bathroom. A nice hot shower was much deserved after spending several hours outside.
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Gojyo was still surprised at this knew side of himself he was just discovering. Who knew he enjoyed dancing so damn much? Or maybe it was just that he enjoyed dancing with this particular ginger-haired partner⌠especially as he was pulled up close and personal. He shouldnât like it so much but the feeling was so strong he couldnât deny it. The heat and the strength he felt from the other was a nice change from the delicate and soft bodies he usually held.Â
He could do without the twirls though, it made him feel too damn girly. Still made him smirk a bit. So maybe it was fun⌠just a tad.
This time when they ended with a dip, Gojyo was more relaxed and his arms wrapped around Zenonâs neck instead of having a death grip on his shoulders. His heart sped up just a bit as, for some reason, he thought the ginger was going to go in for a kiss. But why would he even think that and why would Zenon do it?Â
The answer to Zenonâs cocky question was shockingly a yes⌠if it wasnât clear as day. Like hell Gojyo would admit it. Especially at the gingerâs confident grin. The hanyou returned an identical expression as he voiced his sarcastic comeback.Â
âMy feet are still on the ground, arenât they?â
Despite the mocking retort, Zenonâs assertive grin did notlet up. A bit tempted to let the other drop just to say his feet was off theground, though that would completely ruin the rather pleasant atmosphere thetwo had. Instead, the ginger righted Gojyo and, a bit reluctantly, released hishold on the hanyou, already missing the warmth---wait, what? Anyways, Zenon proceededto bow with exaggeration followed with a âYour Princessâ as if this was someroyal ball or something.
Returning his full height, he had his hands on his cockedhip in a smug manner. â âtch, well, you were damn swooning earlier for sure.â
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***
The next morning, Gojyo woke up still cuddled up against Zenon. It looked as if at some point during the night, the other had arranged them in a more comfortable position so they didnât have to move to the bedroom. Or maybe theyâd both just clonked out during the movie and the change of position happened naturally during sleep. Either way, he didnât really care. It was nice to wake up next to the ginger.
The redhead realized he liked it too much. He was content to just lay there with his head on Zenonâs broad chest, watching his peaceful expression as he slept. Gojyo smiled softly as he enjoyed the warmth of Zenonâs body and the strong, steady pulse of his heart beating. He had the oddest feeling that he made some sort of confession or something to the fallen god last night but for the life of him he couldnât remember what was said.Â
What was it? Gojyo wandered as he slowly reached up to softly cup the side of Zenonâs face, thumb brushing along that enticing lower lip.Â
Internal alarm clock slowly stirred the fallen god awake from an oddly satisfying slumber. A comforting warmth and weight radiating on his chest subconsciously resulting in a loose hug as he carefully cracked open an eye. Singular eye immediately spotted distinct tufts of red head in his peripheral, resulting in a small smirk to surface. Unsure of how he had managed to migrate to this position during the night, Zenon was rather grateful or else he would not have slept so soundly. Or woke up just in time to briefly enjoy the soft caress and the wandering thumb only for Zenon to lightly nip at it teasingly.
âMorninââ he mumbled with a bigger smirk, hands now mindlessly stroking the otherâs lower back. It was rather nice to wake up to one particular redhead.
Words that Gojyo had whispered last night quietly repeated itself in the back of his mind. Was it a fluke or was the hanyou talking in his sleep?
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âO-Okay..â Chidori quiver a little when she saw the manâs evil grin. It kinda reminded her of the big bad wolf in the fairy tales and it scares her. But the young hanyou did her best to put on a decent smile for their guest.Â
Entering the back door of the Rose Bed and Breakfast Inn. The lioness was drench till to the bone from the pouring rain, with bedraggled hair while cover in dirt. Just as the stranger has left after their âencounterâ. She stayed behind to bury the dead. Even though those people, the youkaiâs, are murderers, evil and everything in between. She felt sorry towards them. Especially, the way they had to die, due to their ill fate, and without a proper grave was even disheartening. The woman believes everyone at least deserves a proper burial. Putting their soul to rest. Hoping and praying. That they could be reincarnated to a better individual in their next life.Â
As Chidori spotted her and greeted her. Happily informing her. That she has done her job well. Maintaining the Inn without the help of her sisters. She even added that they have received a guest for a night stay.
Patting her head. âYou did a good job, sweetieâŚâ After cleaning up and taking a long well deserved hot shower. âWhy donât I take it from here? So, you could get some restâŚâ Picking up a tray of food to be delivered to their guest. âOkayâŚâ Chidori chipped. âThen, I will take this to NoburuâŚâ Picking up a tray of porridge for the sick vixen. Smiling. âThank you for being so helpful today, ChidoriâŚâ They soon parted ways as Kanako head to the guest room, while Chidori head to their living quarters. Knocking on the door. âGood evening, sir. Iâm here to deliver your dinner and âbeverageââŚâ And just as the door opens, the woman was in for the shock of her life. âYOU!!â
Perhaps his overly eager expression at the mention of booze had scared the young receptionist a bit. He had that kind of effect when it concerned his favorite beverage and smoking habits. Not that he could blame them.Â
Once he secured a room for the night, Zenon wandered out of the Inn to grab a pack of smokes from a nearby shop before returning to the requested room. Making quick work of getting himself comfortable--tossing his jacket haphazardly on the back of the chair and resting his beloved assault rifle on the bed as he himself was kicked back on the other empty chair smoking away to the open window.Â
Of course, once the fallen god got himself comfortably situated, a knock at the door sounded followed by the standard greetings. The arrival of his dinner and complementary booze! Rising to his feet, Zenon opened the door, expecting the short timid girl from before only to come face to face with the rampaging turned docile woman from earlier. Naturally, her accusing tone confirmed his suspicion. âHello to you, too, sweetheart.â He smirked as he took the tray off her hands and placed it on the table. âDidnât think Iâd run into you again so soon.â
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Gojyo no longer batted an eye at the embarrassingly girly nickname anymore. He was used to it. Though if anyone else dared to call him that, he would kick their ass in a heartbeat.Â
The hanyou followed Zenonâs lead and took a healthy swig of beer when the other did. He nearly laughed at the lip smacking, smiling wide. âDamn straight!â
Man. It was good to be back. Content smile still in place, the redhead turned to take in Zenonâs face. He hadnât seen him in so longâŚ. it was a rather welcoming view.
A satisfying sigh escaped him, pleased the other agreed wholeheartedly with his sentiments. Good booze with good company made the booze exponentially so much more delicious. Or perhaps the redhead made it so. Singular eye briefly closed, quietly delighted that the other was back from wherever the hell he went.
Feeling a pair of familiar eyes gazing at him, Zenon tilted his head over to Gojyoâs direction, amber reddish eye stared right back with mischief. âMiss me that much, eh?â Standard smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.
Happy Birthday, Son Goku!
April, 5, 2018 From Kazuya Minekuraâs Twitter
âI donât know what itâs like to have ancestors.
Can you tell me?â
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(An old perspective practice that turned out not-so-chaotic, although itâs messy but aaaah I made backgrounddd).
Intentional or not, his birthday is rather sentimental for Chinese people, a combination of sadness and happiness: Qingming jie / Ancestorsâ day. (Usually Qingming falls on 5th April, but in leap year might be different. But itâs always the 15th day after March equinox).
I wonder if he asks about this to Sanzo, because he saw flock of people went to cemetery in the morning, bringing lots, lots of colorful flowers and food/drink offerings. Children were smiling, flying kites with color that complement the sky, but some adults wept silently. Why did they shed tears in such warm season like this, when apricot flowers bloom; when wine and tea taste the best?
What it is like to have [nobody] to remember?
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Happy birthday, Goku.
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totes excited for PAX EAST this friday~ even tho going for only 1 day, but that means i have to work one day less! kind of forgot about it until the badges came in last month. what a nice surprise! lookinâ forward to the indies game~!
i need to mange my time better...
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At the sight of his grumpy neighborâs extremely unhappy expression, Gojyo had to quickly bite the inside of his lip to refrain from bursting into laughter before he could even deliver his lines. Oh man this was starting off as an amazing day already.
As a devious smirk gained purchase on the hanyouâs face, he started slapping the dildo against his hand like he was a bully about to teach his victim a lesson.Â
âYou know, you really should think long and hard before you buy a dildo. Things might get shaken up and it might not find the right spot.â
Oh yeah, Gojyo was proud of himself. He deserved a damn award for that one.
A frown slowly spread across his face, and instantly deepen once the unruly neighbor smirked. The other had the balls to both hold the dildo in broad daylight in a seemingly threatening manner, and speaking in terrible terrible innuendo that Zenon had to refrain from cringing. The fact that the hangover steadily crept its way to the forefront did not help with the scowl.
Zenon debated whether to snatch the offending thing out of the redheadâs hand or slam the door shut and be done with the day.
âSounds like you know how to use the thing. Why donât you keep it, eh?â The scowl smoothed over to a smirk. Though, this resulted in a pulsating headache.
Get to Know the Mun
NAME:Â MEATBUN
NICKNAME: MEATBUN(BUNBUNBUNBUNBUNNNN)
STAR SIGN: Fish
GENDER: Female
HEIGHT: 5â˛2âł (158cm)
FAVORITE COLOR:Â RAINBOOWSS even tho i basically wear black, shades of grey, maroon/dark red, and white.
TIME RIGHT NOW: 22:56
AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: 3-10hrs
LUCKY NUMBERS: the unlucky ones
LAST THING I GOOGLED: oil can catcher vs AOS
NUMBER OF BLANKETS I SLEEP WITH:Â asian blanket yo!
FAVORITE FICTIONAL CHARACTERS: shit ton. pls dont make me list âem
FAVORITE BOOKS: any good mystery/thriller/fantasy/sci-fi. prob works of James Rollins & Vince Flynn
FAVORITE BANDS/MUSICIANS: ONE OK ROCK, BTS, MIYAVI, the GAZETTE, movie & game OST, etc etc etc
DREAM JOB: IDK.
WHAT IâM WEARING RIGHT NOW: kitty t-shirt and sweatpants THATS ABOUT TO COME OFF BC NO PANTS IS WHERE HOME IS AT
WHEN DID YOU CREATE YOUR BLOG: Â 2014? idk.
CURRENT AMOUNT OF FOLLOWERS:Â idk BC PORN BLOG DAMMIT
WHAT DO YOU POST ABOUT:Â mainly rps, some OOCs
DO YOU HAVE ANY OTHER BLOGS: yes. plenty that are collecting dust.
WHEN DID YOUR BLOG REACH ITS PEAK?: uh. shit. few years ago? idk.
WHO IS YOUR MOST ACTIVE FOLLOWER: whoever is my follower n friends!
WHAT MADE YOU DECIDE TO GET A TUMBLR: bc LJ and Xanga was dying (am i old yet?) and tumblr was the next thing to try. plus, looked interesting n fun! too bad my personal is dead ahaha
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Gojyo snorted. That response was as good as Zenon admitting he couldnât resist touching his ass. Turning back around to show off his fine ass some more, the redhead began sticking out his hips just a bit and shaking said ass at the ginger. âDidnât know you found my buns so delectable~â
A twitch of an eyebrow at both the antic and remark. Unbelievable, though it should be expected now by this point. Zenon, too, snorted, however in amusement. Singular eye was still trained on that rump. âMmm, could do a little more time in the oven to be perfect.â Was he comparing Gojyoâs ass to bread? Why, perhaps.
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Gojyo wore a pleased smirk the whole time he was in the kitchen. There was something very satisfying about being a tease sometimes.Â
Gojyo carried the case over and set it between them as he took a seat close enough to Zenon to where their knees brushed. He handed one to the ginger and grabbed one for himself. He held his can out to Zenonâs.Â
âCheers to my homecoming~â
Taking the offered cold can, Zenon briefly clinked it with Gojyoâs prior to opening it. âCheers, princess.â A smug smirk appeared, somewhat missing calling the otherâs nickname. The ginger proceeded to take a big swig and smacked his lips rather satisfyingly. âDamn, the taste never gets old!â
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Gojyo couldnât help but snicker. The look on the bastardâs face was priceless. Pure gold. Though, the sparkle of humor in crimson eyes began to dissipate as he glanced up and noticed some other guests gathering around and staring with their judgey stares. He quickly stood and followed Zenon back into the room, gently kicking the door shut behind them.
Who the fuck would abandon a baby? Something in Gojyoâs stomach curled into a tight knot. He didnât feel so good but he chalked it up to his lingering hangover.Â
âGah, make it stop!â Gojyo was in the middle of yelling as he observed the ginger scoop the baby up and begin rocking him. ZenonâŚ. kinda looked like a real father or something of the like.Â
âHave you done this before?â the hanyou inquired as he walked over to try and assist in silencing the snotty wailer by making funny faces at it.
The ginger rolled his eye at the sudden exclamation from the redhead. Clearly, the other was not around babies often. This short stint would either dissuade him from having kids or persuade to have many...The world did not need more of this hanyou, based on the interactions they had so far. Â
The infant slowly settled down as Zenon soothed him, rocking side to side. Paternal instincts that he swore was forever lost and forgotten came trickling back. Of course, the ridiculous faces Gojyo was making helped a lot as the tiny tot giggled and cooed, making grabby motions with his hands. The question, though, had hit a sore spot the fallen god didnât know he had. âYou can say that,â Zenon vaguely replied, and then switched gears. âWhat the hell do we do now?â They were obviously stuck with the baby until a plan of sorts formulated.
20 questions about yourself (the mun)
Rules: answer 20 questions, then tag 20 bloggers that you want to get to know better.
1. Name: pls, call me meatbun
2. Nicknames: um..meat...bun?
3. Height: 5â˛2âł (158cm)
4. Orientation: Heterosexual
5. Nationality: 'murica.
6. Favorite fruit: Grapefruit. Durian. Mandarin Oranges. Dragontfruit. Lychee. ALL THE FRUIT,
7. Favorite season: ALL THE SEASONS...except when you have back-to-back-to-back-to-back norâeaster :|
8. Favorite plant: yâmean flowers? orchids.
9. Favorite scent: whatever my dork smells like. idk.
10. Favorite color: RAINBOOWSSS.
11. Favorite animal: ALL THE ANIMALS.
12. Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: WHY NOT ALL THREE.
13. Average sleep hours: anywhere from 3-10 hrs bc damn cat and being light sleeper.
14. Dog or cat person: Cat person bc i have cat
15. Favorite fictional character: DONâT YOU DO THIS TO ME.
16. Numbers of blankets you sleep with: One thick asian blanket bc bomb diggity.
17. Dream trip: THE WORLD.
18. Blog created: uh. 2014?
19. Number of followers: idk. i donât check,
20. Random fact: i currently have 1 unfinished gunpla, 1 unopened one, 1 finished gunpla and 1 finished zoid and i want more. I WILL HAVE A WALL COLLECTION OF THEM DAMMIT. idk, it was the first thing i saw.
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