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light 'em up, can they handle it? mateo lee; 19; demigod

[mpxmateo-blog]

manic pixie dream girl

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mpxvivi‌:

“You look bored,” she announced as she set the pizza she was carrying on the table, followed by the drinks. He must not have been the rollerblading type, she assumed, since he was just sitting there. “I get off in twenty. Wanna go on an adventure?” Would she elaborate on what that adventure would be? No. Mostly because that was a test– only people who were up for any kind of adventure were cool enough to roll with her… But also because she did not really know what the adventure would be yet, either.

manspreading onto the sofa he was left at, mateo was obviously spooked by the random voice speaking to him. previously lost in thought, he looks up to see one of the waitresses put down their food and drinks on the table. “guys!” he turns to yell at his friends on the rink before remembering to answer the girl. “i am bored; how the fuck do you manage to work here?” he replies, thanking her for her service before grabbing a cup of soda and sipping on it.

he twists himself to sit more comfortably, one leg on top of another as his eyebrow raises at the girl’s question. “an adventure?” he echoes, contemplating it, “at this time?” he adds, sipping onto his drink. he grabs a slice of pizza, taking his time as he bites into it and chews before coming to a definite answer. “sure, but how do i know you mean it?” he questions, gaze scrutinizing as he tries to figure out if the girl’s lying to him.

[exmpxyuna]

i can handle it;

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mpxnahyun‌:

The hand that was already in her purse moved to the special compartment, fingers grazing a hypodermic needle. But, upon taking a glance around, she realized that there were witnesses. There was no way she could jab a needle into this man’s neck and kill him without repercussions. There was a frightened fluttering in her chest that was making her feel sort of lightheaded, a panic rooted in past experience. Instead she tried to shove him away, stamping on his foot with a stiletto heel. “Take a goddamn hint–”

it was another night of seemingly endless clubbing for mateo and his buddies, but really all the poor kid was doing was drinking his stress away and sulking in the corners of the sofa they occupied. his friends tried to pull him off his ass to hype him up, but he was just not up for dancing when he basically failed on one of his welding projects earlier. he wanted to go to a more mellowed out atmosphere to dwell in his failure, but let his friends drag him along for the free drinks so that he can forget about his grade. but, alcohol failed him tonight, as it only made him sadder.

after about five (he doesn’t remember) drinks, he decides that it’s time for him to head home. he bids goodbye to whoever was left on the sofa with him before proceeding to stagger out of the club and onto the street, where fresh air was. the cold breeze instantly snaps him to his senses, eyes blinking rapidly to adjust to the dim streets, before zeroing in on a young lady and a man. he squints his eyes, watching as the situation unfold before his brain processes what was happening and his legs propel him to move forward and help.

“aye-” he grabbed the man’s attention, before swirling the man by his shoulder to face him, and swung his fist square onto the man’s face, his knuckles slightly splitting open at the impact of his hand to the man’s jaw. he does a sloppy combo of a knee to the man’s face and a kick to the stomach before dropping the body and dusting his hands off animatedly. he turns to the lady, somewhat sober, and eases up his previously solemn expression. “are you okay, miss?”

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exposed;

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mphongbinx‌:

However, that day he had sweat more than usual and the change room was empty, so he risked taking a quick shower. That turned out to be fine, no problems. It was only when he was getting dressed, his torso still bare as he fastened his jeans, that he heard someone behind him. He tensed, spinning on his heel and snatching up his shirt to quickly tug it over his head– but he could tell by the look on the stranger’s face that he had seen. “Oh, um, hi! Didn’t see you there!” He said, maybe a little too loud, his smile strained.

mateo had only gone to the gym, on this particular day, to relieve stress. his body’s been tensed up from all of the stressful events at the university, and he ultimately decided to go run it all out on the treadmill instead of picking another fight and getting in trouble for it. he’s been at it for about an hour, sweat running down his body profusely, but he doesn’t seem to plan on stopping anytime soon. after finishing the last few sprints on the timer, he steps off and decides to stretch his muscles out before hitting the showers.

“sweet,” he speaks as he enters, a small grin on his face as he realizes that the change room must be empty due to the lack of sound, but he was wrong. wanting to grab his things to shower, he walks into the hallway and to the locker area, where a small yelp of shock escapes his lips as he sees one man frantically putting on his shirt. too late, mateo’s already seen the markings on his back; he’s quite curious, but contemplates whether or not asking about it is a good idea. 

“sorry, did i scare you?” he chuckles, heading to his own locker, which was only a few lockers away from the man. he unlocks it with the key provided, quickly rummaging through his things and grabbing what he needs to shower. “why... why were you rushing?” he refers to when he came in, quickly adding an explanation so that the other wouldn’t be too alarmed, “i mean, it’s only natural to. but, where’d you get those, man?” he speaks cautiously, looking to meet the man’s gaze.

[mpxhyuna]

pretty reckless

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mpxhyuna‌:

Hyuna doesn’t remember where her friendship with this kid had started (at a party, probably), but she also doesn’t really care. He’s a fun kid, a little too similar to her at a similar age, but fun nonetheless. And faster than her, apparently, but she blames her heels for that. She’s taking them off now as she continues to try and grab the sweets from him, laughing and trying not to fall down and roll all the way to the bottom of the hill.

Instead, she lets her shoes fall down next to the swingset, then gets on one of the swings. “I look stressed?” She grabs the plastic bag and finds some banana milk for herself, as well as a chocopie she unwraps and takes a bite from. “I’ve been working a lot lately. There’s kind of a limited amount of sleep with two jobs, especially if one of them’s at night.” Mateo knows about both of her jobs; she could’ve tried to hide it but the second time they ran into each other Hyuna had been with a client. Even if she had lied (which she’d attempted), the client had been very obvious about what was going on.

he nods at the older’s questioning tone, sucking the life out of his banana milk as he finishes his first carton. “yeah, living the adult life must suck, huh?” he mutters, reaching into the bag to take another carton after putting the empty one in. he listens intently to the other’s mini-spiel, nodding along as he sips on his second carton of banana milk. 

“you’re pretty high in demand, noona,” he notes, brows raised in mild amusement as he looks at the older and giggles, feeling a tinge of guilt in his gut. “i took you out here even though you’re probably tired as fuck. sorry ‘bout that.” he apologizes, a sheepish grin on his face. “we can go on home after we finish these snacks if you want? or do you just want to talk and sit here for a while?”

[mpxmateo-blog]

manic pixie dream girl

@mpxvivi

having just left the welding classrooms, mateo was ready to go home and have some time for himself to really recuperate, but his friends had other plans for them to do. he wished that he could’ve rejected their offers kindly, but he couldn’t turn away from the promise of free food. mateo did not know where they were going, and just blindly followed his friends into a place he would’ve never wandered into alone.

mateo couldn’t believe that he was fooled into this madness by free food. he ended up at roller disco: with loud music, a bunch of families with little kids, and just the obnoxious interior that he despises. “i thought we were gonna go clubbing..?” he turns to a friend of his, expression obviously unhappy with the choice of hangout. he then finds out that everyone wanted to go roller skating to de-stress, a cringe obvious on his features as everyone but him seems to get up and make their way to the rink.

his friends attempt to drag him along, but he shakes them off and claims that he’ll wait for the food instead. it’s what i came for, he thinks, watching the rest of his buddies fool around. “this must be what second-hand embarrassment feels like,” he mumbles, looking at his friends either fumbling and falling, or going up to random girls who seemed their age to try and chat.

[mpxmateo-blog]

❝ I gotta work on my cardio. ❞

“it’s okay, noona. just know that you’ve lost.” he teases, running from the other’s swatting arm just in time to avoid her hits. “hey, hey! i have valuables in my possession!” he holds up the bag of treats they bought from the convenience store just now in defence, nervous giggles tumbling out of his lips. it was late night, the two having raced uphill just for the fun of it. he leads the way into a park nearby, gesturing for the other to follow him onto the swings.

he rummages through the plastic bag and gives the other her ice cream before taking out his banana milk, quickly unwrapping the straw and stabbing it into the box before taking his first few glorious sips. “what did you want to talk about, noona? you look stressed.” he finally spoke, lips hovering above his straw before sipping on his favourite drink again.

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❝ Gee, it’s amazing the things you find in people’s glove compartments. ❞

he cackles, hands clapping like a seal since he’s the one in the passenger’s seat. the other was trying to find, if there was, gum in the glove compartment, but it seems that the person they’ve basically stolen the car from uses the car for other reasons. “this man seems to love getting it on in the car,” he comments through giggles, pulling the long line of condom packets out of the said compartment. 

“i feel kind of.. bad, now. what if fucking in the car was this man’s kink? we just pick-pocketed and entered.” he says as he pulls out more packets, an approving nod at the stranger’s variety. he tries to see if there’s more to find, his hands hitting what seemed to be bottles of - “lube! hyung, this man has it all in here!” he laughs, showing the other the two small bottles he found. “where are we even gonna go with this car? are we gonna give it back?”

[mpxmateo-blog]

❝ You just can’t forget who you really are. ❞

“that’s true,” he nods along, looking down into his cup of coffee and swirling its cold contents, hesitating a bit before continuing the other’s statement, “but what if you don’t know who you really are? you’re just an empty shell without any real purpose?” he asks in a somber tone. he looks up and back at the other, giving a small eye-smile as he leans his head into his palm. “a lot of people are like that nowadays.” he adds, expression unreadable despite his laid-back facade.

[vaememes]

💋    HARLEY   QUINN   DIALOGUE    PROMPTS   !

triggering  /  nsfw   may  be  present ,  these  are  taken  from  a  variety  of   different  sources.

​❝ Love your perfume. What is that? The stench of death? ❞

❝ Huh? What was that? I should kill everyone and escape? ❞

❝ We’re bad guys. It’s what we do. ❞

​❝ I’m known to be quite vexing. I’m just forewarning you. ❞

❝ You’re cute. You want me? I’m all yours.  ❞

❝ Why, what’s wrong? You don’t like me? Fine. Don’t waste my time then.  ❞

​❝ You got all dressed up for me? ❞

​❝ Why do you eat people? Would you like to eat me? ❞

​❝ I’m bored! I need a victim, a mind to pry apart and spit in. ❞

​❝ You wanna tell me what the hell is going on, then? ❞

​❝ You ever been in love? ❞

​❝ Own that shit. Own it! What’d you think was gonna happen? Huh? ❞

​❝ I’m not much of a joiner, but… maybe we should. ❞

​❝ What’s the world ever done for us, anyway? It hates us. ❞

​❝ I gotta work on my cardio. ❞

​❝ I’ve never seen you laugh before! I don’t think I like it! ❞

​❝ You give ‘em twenty minutes of naughty fun time and they think they own ya! ❞

❝ You think I’m just some dizzy airhead that don’t know nothin’. ❞

​❝ You’re gonna make me do it, aren’t you? ❞

​❝ Anyone who throws boomerangs has some real issues letting go. ❞

​❝ I’m fine. We’re done. He’s a jerk. Whatever. ❞

​❝ I got an itch I thought you could help me scratch, cowboy… ❞

​❝ Oh well, at least I’m going out on a joke.  ❞

❝ I’m sick of people trying to shoot me, run me over or blow me up! ❞

❝ Get your own hostage! ❞

❝ You thought I was just another bubble-headed blond bimbo! ❞

❝ Well, the joke’s on you, ‘cause I’m not even a real blonde. ❞

❝ I want to listen to the radio! ❞

❝ Gee, it’s amazing the things you find in people’s glove compartments. ❞

❝ Did you see the way I handled those creeps? Pow! Bam! ❞

❝ I’m keeping this one just for myself… maybe.  ❞

❝ I think we can still work it out, don’t you? ❞

❝ I believe I served you with a subpoena once… It was a small subpoena. ❞

❝ Gee, boss, you really know how to put the fun in funeral. ❞

❝ My boss likes me to wear a smile to work… ❞

❝ No more love. No more crime. No more nothing. I’m through… ❞

❝ Take a break and play a while, doo da, doo da. ❞

❝ Oy. Beauty school is starting to look pretty good about now. ❞

❝ Sweetie, go get mommy’s bazooka. ❞

❝ I struggle to make a good home for you and this is the thanks I get! ❞

❝ It’s you. The way you move… The way you… ❞

❝ It’d be a shame to get blood all over my nice new outfit. ❞

❝ Ready for some slapstick? ❞

❝ I had a kitty once. You know, they don’t always land on their feet.. ❞

❝ We’ve got lots of cash-ching! We’ve got so much cash-ching! ❞

❝ Why won’t you tell me how you broke my hypnosic spell? ❞

❝ You wanna play? Okay, let’s play! ❞

❝ You’re really sick, you know that, boss? ❞

❝ Well, well, well. Looks like someone’s luck ran out. ❞

❝ Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! We-we killed him! ❞

❝ Sometimes, to get where you want to go, you gotta be somebody else for a while. ❞

❝ You just can’t forget who you really are. ❞

❝ Just goes to show you, never send a business man to do a psychopath’s job. ❞

❝ It shouldn’t be too difficult. Just follow the mayhem. ❞

❝ If I had a hammer, I’d hammer the evening, I’d hammer in the morning, all over your skull! ❞

❝ Actually I don’t know, I am rarely in it. ❞

❝ I am to busy doing the job you neglected to do. ❞

❝ Well, you should be more careful, [ NAME ].  ❞

❝ To what do we attribute this sudden cheerful outlook? ❞

❝ We got his credit cards; what’s to worry? ❞

❝ Wait! Want to see a movie? ❞

❝ Yahtzee! ❞