boogey man

Jeon Hojoon. Moon Maniac. I am the modern Albert Fish. I might eat you up alive. ☩ ☩ ☩ ☩

[roseicollisxduo-blog]

Lin was leaning against the wall outside of a convenience store while he waited for his sister to finish her grocery shopping, taking a cigarette break in the meantime since it was that time of day for him. “Never leave home without one.” He said in reply to the male, shoving his hand into his pocket and digging around for a little before offering the cheap looking lighter to the stranger.

[boogeymaniac]

Hojoon politely tilted his head slightly to thank the stranger as he took the lighter. ''Thank you.'' Hiding his cigarette with one hand, he lighted it and took a drag before giving back the lighter. ''I usually never leave without one either... Yet seems like I forgot today.'' He offered a small smile to the other, slightly amused by his own forgetfulness.

[boogeymaniac]

┼ -Kiseop

12. Kissing someone

Loud, oh so loud. Hojoon pushed the door, almost feeling relief to finally exist the room. Music too loud, people screaming to each other, lights blinding him. No, he wasn't fan of such events.

Fresh air hitting his face, Hojoon took a deep breath; feeling as if he finally tasting calm and peace. Walking along the building, he headed to the terrace he noticed when he arrived earlier in the evening.

Hm. The place was empty, except two bodies, molding together, hands wandering as their mouth were pressed together. Making out. Hojoon stood there, squinting... staring. A light chuckle escaped his lips, amused for some reason.

Not really caring, he pulled one chair out and sat down, searching for his pack of cigarettes. Placing one between his lips, he lighted the tobacco and took a drag. Yes, that was more the type of environment he enjoyed.

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[boogeymaniac]

Number Generator

1. Standing over a body

2. Covered in blood

3. Unconcious

4. Being attacked

5. Torturing someone

6. Struggling to breathe

7. Committing suicide

8. Having a mental breakdown

9. Wearing just a towel

10. Wearing sexy lingerie

11. Completely naked

12. Kissing someone

13. Having sex with someone

14. Watching porn

15. Masturbating

16. Taking suggestive pictures

17. Drunk

18. Practicing pick up lines

19. Asleep

20. Dancing with themselves

21. Packing their bags

22. Climbing out the window

23. Crying at a movie

24. Crying

25. Mun’s choice!

[boogeymaniac]

Hand searching into his pocket, Hojoon frowned as he couldn't find his small lighter. Faintly he remembered forgetting it next to the door as he exited his apartment. He sighed softly, hint of annoyance; turning around, he extended an hand out, asking for attention. '' I'm sorry, do you happen to have a lighter? ''

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[beautiful-crevtures]

The mischievous fairy was always trying to find a way to mess with people, and today he decided on a target. Fae walked up to a man whom he noticed watching school kids on their way to classes. He bounced up to the table and sat with his arms folded and chin in hands. “Hey, mister. Are you a dad of one of those kids, or are you just a pervert? I won’t judge too harshly!”

[boogeymaniac]

Hojoon tilted his head back, slight movement of surprise; he didn't expect anyone to tug him out of his day dreaming this way. Soft smile appeared on his lips, expression as warm as the coffee he was holding. ''Don't mistake my intention. I just believe it's lovely to wake up to children full of energy.'' A pervert? Was he? Oh, certainly. But that wasn't the kind of things to be said out loud in such beautiful morning.

[phvntvsmv]

Strange and different in many senses of the word. Not quite human but not quite dead, awake when most were asleep, proud of his less than honorable career that others would be ashamed to have, Soohyuk was a very different man and he got the impression that the stranger sitting at the table a few yards away from his own was different somehow too. Different was easier to approach than cookie cutter people for some strange reason. Soohyuk watched the children crossing over the rim of his cup with a sort of unease where anyone else would probably smile or give a fond expression. Figuring a conversation over a nice hot cup of good, strong coffee wouldn’t hurt, he spoke to the man. “Do you have any children?”

[boogeymaniac]

Small eyes blinking, they almost disappeared behind his glasses for a second. Tilting his head, Hojoon glanced at the male that spoke to him; slowly, a smile appeared on his lips. Common courtesy. His eyes stretched into two lines, giving him a fox-like expression. ''Children? No, I don't, unfortunately.'' He let his eyes trail back to the boys and girls crossing the street. ''But aren't all children ours, anyway? Children of the world, gifts to everyone. Precious.'' Without noticing it, he rubbed his thumb over the lid of his hot coffee, mind already wandering somewhere else.

[boogeymaniac]

Sweet and delicate routine. Hojoon always enjoyed the mundane; everyday was the same, avoiding surprises. It's easier to run away when you already know the way, when you can start on a base already known. As usual, he went out to grab a coffee ㅡplain, black ㅡ and sat outside in the early morning. Pushing his round glasses on his nose, Hojoon stared at the children heading to school.

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Calling all OCs

Reblog this if you are a Rper who uses a OC

[boogeymaniac]

'' I am Jeon Hojoon.                                 I am the Boogey Man.                                                                      I am the modern Albert Fish. ''

ㅡTeeth sinking into the skin. Eating the flesh. Weren't you aware that the most tender meat is h u m a n flesh? 

☩ ☩ ☩ ☩

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