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  she swore her heart stopped beating in the past few seconds. from watching his reaction, to tasting her own cooking out, then realizing it wasn’t that bad after all— it felt surreal. “a-ah…” she stuttered, overwhelmed with the relief that surged through her veins. it took her another minute before she regained her composure and reached out to hit the male gently on his arm.

"you scared me! i swear to god, i thought i screwed up big time, i mean… ah….” her lips pursed in a pout, she folded her arms across her chest, though glad that he was enjoying the meal.

[juonx]

█ Laughter took up most of his vocalization; too enthralled in the taste of the pasta to ay anything about the hit to his arm or the pout she wore. Although, once halfway done with the meal, Juon looks over to see her still in the state from earlier, forcing out his own pout in an attempt to mock her out of play.

          "Nope, nope. It's delicious and I'm very thankful you made it for me. Did you want some too? You gotta have your own food!"

[juonx]

"hey there bud, you got a light on you?"

█ You could’ve approached him any other time, but the time chosen had to be of him really not enjoying his coffee, so much that there were some chokes every now and then because it really did in fact, taste like orange juice and espresso shots.

     ”I’m—” A hand flew to cover his mouth, embarrassment pulling him to turn away until he could calm down the intensity of his senses, groaning through the humiliation of being seen in such a state. All he wanted to tell you was that he had no lighter, how difficult could that be?

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[juonx]

Why are you so handsome?

█ “I’m— I..” He was positively speechless at the question, unsure if he should even say anything at all— let alone make any sentences considering he was all hushed giggles and thin fingers which covered most of his mouth.

          ”..I can’t tell you that, mister. I will when you tell me why you are so, as well.”

[iunmo-archived-blog]

           Trying to hold back the laughter building inside him, Alex stifled the emotions as soon as he hears the nickname given by the younger male. Instead, Alex just showed him a huge grin. “..Instant Ramyeon sounds real good—” He nodded with his hands clasped tightly together.

[juonx]

█ No doubt he took note of the stifled laugh he knew was threatening the lips of the one before him, getting his own elicited without a problem.

          "It better 'cause I'm not getting you anything else."

[itsmagnxsbane]

Magnus looked around at the other people and as soon as he did, his eyes went back to a normal brown. He then looked back at the younger male in front of him. “ofcourse not” he answered. “if it weren’t for demons, I wouldn’t be walking this earth.” For a second he looked around. “let me explain somewhere more private, hm? I have no need for mundanes and/or shadowhunters to be eavesdropping onto our conversation.”

Right after, the Warlock gently grabbed a hold of the demon’s wrist and started walking into a particular direction quite quickly. After walking for a little while, the elder’s eyes were set on a big stone wall, covered in all kinds of plants and a large, wooden, ancient asian looking door in the middle. As soon as they reached the door, it opened on its own and Magnus stepped inside, letting go of the younger’s wrist when the door closed behind them. They were now looking out onto a big garden, filled with exotic plants and small ponds while surrounded with the same style of ancient asian looking buildings. “this is my home” the Warlock explained while entering one of the buildings which held his living room.

[juonx]

█ The man was so close, enough that he could take a sniff of the cologne, or was that his normal scent? Attention threw him to what was being said and his eyebrows furrowed then."Shadow—" —hunters? These were things he didn't know about, his father never mentioned such and the fact that they were a danger made Juon all the more hasty in looking around his whereabouts. He would've asked more questions but in the middle of one his wrist was caught, being pulled towards a place he'd never travelled to and then it became even more foreign. A door ahead caught his attention, unsure if it was supposed to be there since it looked so very ancient.

          "Mister Magnus where are we—"

     There went his voice again, interrupted because his body was infiltrating within a stone wall. Space. That's all he could see, a big expansion of beautiful flowers and nature that took up the paths of rocks and up all the walls. Was this really all belonging to the man? Juon let his jaw drop, wrist not minding the grasp since he was so distracted but in a moment he was let go, slowly trailing behind Magnus hesitantly; this place was new and this person was still a stranger but maybe.. he could listen to what these explanations were. Despite all these curiosities the boy made sure to keep his distance, he was still in constant alert and heat, who was to say he'd keep calm around the other.

     So, with hands lose fists at his sides he trailed behind broad shoulders, glancing around him every now and then to take in the scenery. "It's.. it's beautiful, sir. Did you build all this?"

[iunmo-archived-blog]

                ”Of course you don’t— Who the hell wants pimples anyway?" A chuckle began to emit from his lips as he kept nudging the other’s shoulder with his hand. With the younger’s sadness completely gone, Alex settles down, with a smile still intact from his face. "I don’t know— Money— food, money?”

[juonx]

█ "Very very true, Mister Cutebutt." His head tilts to the widening of his smile, arms crossing over his chest like before and the tint to his cheeks is slightly dull only because he'd been laughing so much.           "Mon— you think I have any of that? Wah.. you obviously don't know me well. I'll buy you instant ramyeon, how about that?"

[exoturnback]

o<-<

[juonx]

♥, ★

Questions about my character.

                    ♥ - What does ‘love’ mean to them?

Love to Juon is the only thing he ever looks forward to. The only love he’s known is of his mother but she taught him something about a romance between two people; of the joys in lovemaking because she knew what he was to become one day.

She instilled morals into him that sex should never be without love which is why he’s so adamant about keeping himself pure. The way he’s meant to survive makes him feel disgusting and to a point, like a whore since he has to technically take a partner every other night. It’d be much better if there was a lover involved but he can’t find himself worthy of something like that because of what he is. He never wants the person to feel like that’s the only reason he’s with them.

Love is everything he wants but everything he can’t have.

                    ★ - Do they prefer daytime or nighttime and why?

Daytime. At night is when they cravings begin, need rigs him and without satiating himself the pain starts. It’s every evening that this happens. This is why when the sun is out he can walk among others to a calm certain extent and his body can rest.

[juonx]

♣

Questions about my character.

                    ♣ - What is one thing that they find embarrassing?

Himself. Everything he is, he never wants anyone to know. It was never his choice and why would it ever be anyone's choice? Who's to take you seriously when you tell them you have to live off of sex? They'd take you for a whore; an attention seeker. But it's his reality and his daily humiliation.

[juonx]

✕

Questions about my character.

                    ✕ - How do they handle rejection?

They haven’t yet. He’s never fallen in love with anyone. Minimal crushes but never something to the point where he’d ask to be with them.

Considering his estrange from the public since he was ten years old, there wasn’t much to know about romance or sexuality except for what he was told from his father and brothers, so whenever it comes to him being rejected I would imagine he’s very accepting since he doesn’t believe anyone should be with him to begin with.

[juonx]

♕ - Do they trust easily?

Questions about my character.

                     ♕ - Do they trust easily?

Slightly. He’s very giving and he’s able to believe in others quite easily but he can’t believe in himself, which is why when it comes to big things that require trust, he isn’t sure he can go through with.

Not because of them, but because of his own inner demon. An aspect he still can’t control.

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questions about your character.

[juonx]

♥ - What does ‘love’ mean to them? ♠ - What are they afraid of? ♦ - What is one thing about them that they are most proud of? ♣ - What is one thing that they find embarrassing? (About them, others, things in general) ★ - Do they prefer daytime or nighttime and why? ☾- Are they prone to nightmares or dreamless sleep? ☼ - Something that/Someone who makes them happy. ☁ - If they’re caught out in the rain how do they react? ♪ - Are they musically inclined? ♫ - What kind of music do they enjoy? ✓ - How do they react to praise? ✕ - How do they handle rejection? ☺ - Do they prefer sour or sweet treats? ❄ -  Favorite season and why? ☮ - Do they have an idol or someone they look up to? ❤ - Do they have a love interest? ✖ - Who is someone they just cannot stand? ♔ - Do they value loyalty? ♕ - Do they trust easily?

[aboyintoodeep-blog]

Something I’ve noticed around here, is how shameful those that like smut are made to feel, as if such a thing is bad or isn’t qualified as actual writing. With posts like: reblog if you don’t smut, or if you do more than smut etc, it makes those that actually explore such aspects of their character feel bad, like their character’s aren’t meant to have urges that are acted upon. Smut can be a very beautiful thing, and sometimes it can just be dirty/raunchy, but that shouldn’t matter. Whenever I see someone post about their character being in the ‘mood’, they always say stuff like: ‘Gonna hide in my drafts until it passes’ or something to that same effect, because for some reason asking for fluff, violence and angst is completely okay— yet asking for smut is not. Don’t get me wrong, I know plenty of people that don’t smut and you don’t need a reason to not like it or to not want to do it, but I don’t think it’s fair to make those that do like it feel guilty or dirty. Wanting to write smut doesn’t make you any less of a writer and being horny doesn’t make your muse any less of a good character. Just like your character can be in moods where they only want fluff or angst, they can be in moods where they only want smut too. Remember, it’s your character and it’s your page, do whatever makes you happy; always.

"your character seems to smut a lot."

"but that’s none of my business."

[reserviert]

          “Are you afraid or something? Don’t worry, I don’t keep the bodies in there.” He teased, ruffing the other’s hair as he walked past him. “But fine, I’ll get them then. I guess it’s better that way—I still haven’t really unpacked. You might trip over all the boxes and things.” He ran a hand through his hair, stepping through the spotless living room and into his bedroom.

        As soon as he’d gone in, he poked his head back out, hands on the frame of the door. “Make yourself at home—I’ll just be a minute.” He stepped back into the room and found the helmets lying on one of the boxes, picking them up and exiting his room.

       “Ready to go?”

[juonx]

█ "I.." He really didn't want to answer this, not one bit. The second his hair was ruffled, Juon's eyes shut and he inched down slightly, locks now a mess while a short gaze kept to the back of the others. His chest began to heat, staying in place frozen because all this touching was too much, no doubt the boy enjoyed but of course, he shrugged it off to distract himself with the spacious living room and entire apartment— there weren't any boxes, really. Once Kai returned, he turned around for full attention, taking the helmet from tanner hands in a means to admire the object; a simple black with a clear set for eyes, the excitement of a smile stretching over his face.

          "Definitely!"

[spencvr]

  "I’ve never heard the name Juon before either. But it’s unique, I like it." 

Dimitri exhales on a chuckle upon noticing the way the other’s head stays lowered despite exposing his face finally. Cute, he thinks. No one else has been so shy in front of him before, but it cause a grin to form on his lips because it’s actually adorable. 

 ”So I’m Mister Dimitri to you? Funny, didn’t think I looked that old. Should I call you Mister Juon too?” 

[juonx]

█ "It's.. not a very common name at all." Who'd want to name their child after the meaning of a 'curse'? Surely someone who had good reason, and well, his mother did. He looked up then, some of the red leaving him since his thoughts had gone elsewhere. At the inquiry, panic takes up his face, hands lifting for a bit of a wave because that's not what he meant at all.

          "No, no it's just a polite habit that sticks to me! I'm sorry.. Dimitri."

Nods quickly then, keeping the 'mister' away this time. "You're not old looking at all! You're very young, I can tell. Very.. very handsome." Huffs at the end of his words, pressing dry lips together until he forces their attention on something else; the book coming in. "What were you reading?"