Summer Gala 2021
going solo~ but ready to annoy Phobetor if there is a chance
last year he started a fight - let’s see what will happen this year
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@mpxryujin
Summer Gala 2021
going solo~ but ready to annoy Phobetor if there is a chance
last year he started a fight - let’s see what will happen this year
♛ shoulder rubs
Ryujin cares a lot about the firefighters, who are working at MPFD, and notices every change of behaviour, even the smallest hints. It is also important to guarantee everyone's safety at work, since their work isn’t easy, nor dangerless. Jinseok seemed to be somewhat distracted, preoccupied with thoughts during the last few days. Ryujin didn’t mention it yet, because it didn’t interefere with Jinseok’s work performance.
But today he found Jinseok struggling with his firefighter clothing and seeming on edge, cursing under his breath and champing with rage. It is rare to see the firefighter like this, or more precisely Ryujin couldn’t remember that he had seen Jinseok like this before, since the other male doesn’t let himself get work up easily. So Ryujin walks over to Jinseok, grabbing him by his shoulders to ‘guide’ him to sit down. Slowly rubbing the other’s shoulders to calm down before asking with a steady voice. “What’s biting you, big boy?”
Red or white?
He is finally back on the Island. Being a god with all those duties can be annoying, especially if you have other things on mind and someone, you’d rather want to spend your time with. So Ryujin tried to finish his business in his realm as fast as possible, only to find himself in front of Phobetor’s door of his apartment to celebrate his return. He is totally expecting the Greek god to be happy to see him, but on the other hand it is Phobetor after all. He might play hard to get...
Whatever the case may be, Ryujin is prepared with two wines, that he is holding in each hand. A red and white one - hopefully one of them will fit Phobetor’s taste and liking. A little nervous he knocks at the door and one of his sweetest smiles plays upon his lips as the door is opened by a familiar night god. He waves with one hand - and wine bottle - while asking with a sweet tone of voice.
“Missed me??”
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A beam of sunshine let Ryujin raise out of his sleep and with a loud yawn he is stretching himself as he slowly throws back the covers before he opens his eyes, only to notice that he is not in his own bed. With a smirk playing around the corner of his lips, Ryujin reaches one hand out to spot beside him on the bed where he expected to find a sleeping god of nightmares, but to his surprise Phobetor isn’t there. A little surprised he sits up on the bed to take a look around and finds a little written note on top of the other pillow. Expecting some sweet message of the other god he takes the note gleefully in one hand, though he wonders since when the Greek god has a romantic side...
Reading the note though let him discard that idea right away...
‘You are snoring like a banshee.’
With a frown on his face and a little pout he mumbles. “No way! I don’t snore...”
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The Argument | Phobetor & Ryujin
Having let his bedroom door slam behind him, Phobetor’s frustrated hands tug at his tie to remove it as he stomps through the room angrily. Dropping the silk on the bed as he passes, he pulls open a few buttons before resting his hands on his vanity and leans forward to catch his breath. Why was his anger so quick to flare these days? He can feel his control on it slipping. He used to be so refrained, poised and stoic, but now he was screaming at people and throwing boxes of tea bags at their heads! He’d hit it thought…. large enough target.
“Why must I be tormented like this” he grumbles to himself, before running his fingers up into his hair and sculpting it back as he straightens once more. The worst of it? He had really wanted a nice cup of tea. “I should have stayed in the realm of darkness and be done with this place” he grumbles, marching over towards the master bathroom with the intent of drawing a deep, hot bath. Of course he didn’t mean it. He would not leave his children, but he might consider going celibate, which would be ironic for the owner of a brothel.
With the hot steam beginning to fill his bathroom, Phobetor sits on the edge of his bed, shirt now fully open as he continues to sulk a little. He wishes Ryujin could continue to make his life fun. Those were the good times, before the dragon had turned on him. His head lifts a little in surprise as he hears the voice, before his lips purse and he glances away, huffing as he realises Ryujin hadn’t left. Would have been easier if he had.
The Greek considers ignoring him for a moment, to test him, see how long it would take for him to leave.. but then he had mentioned tea, and he really wants a cup of tea. So, despite feeling far too sulky to give in, the god stands and moves to the door, opening it enough to look out, before he turns his head away a little. “I just want the tea” he grumbles, because despite being a pain in the ass, Ryujin does brew a very good cup of tea,
A soft smirk appears on Ryujin’s face when the door was opened by god of nightmares, followed by a light chuckle slipping past the dragon king’s lips. Phobetor must really want this tea, otherwise he wouldn’t talk to him already. Standing up from the spot near the door, he was sitting, Ryujin takes the cup of tea carefully not wanting to spill some tea on the ground or the other would be even more upset at him than he already was.
“Of course.” He answers with a grin on his lips, since he didn’t expect anything else from Phobetor. “It’s still hot. Be careful!” Saying this he reaches out his hand that is holding the cup of tea to Phobetor, though wondering if he can take it through the tiny crack of the open door. Leaning slightly against the door frame as he waits for the other god to take the desired cup of tea as he says with a soft tone of voice. “Yet I won’t leave your side.” He winks at the Greek god with still that cocky grin playing around the corner of his lips before he adds. “I’ll wait until such time as you not only wanting a cup of tea, but also me!”
With a light chuckle he lets himself slide down the wall to sit on the same spot on the ground as shortly before, leaning his back against the wall beside the door of Phobetor’s bedroom while he crosses his arms over his chest with closed eyes to make himself comfortable for the time he has to wait. Maybe even a little snoozing...
all things cooking / baking … sentence starters
“Catch that, it’s boiling over!”
“How spicy can I make this?”
“You want to be my taste-tester?”
“Could’ve used more seasoning.”
“Do you need a hand with supper?”
“Everything’s better with chocolate.”
“Too many hands in the kitchen, out!”
“Want me to teach you how to make this?”
“Have you ever cooked a day in your life?”
“Oh no… it said teaspoon, not tablespoon.”
“No, no, no you’re going to burn it like that!”
“I never would’ve thought to bake it like that.”
“Just keep stirring ‘til your whole arm falls off.”
“Can you teach me how to cook this properly?”
“That’s so much icing. It’s like a tower of icing.”
“Salt is not a prime seasoning, you need more.”
“You don’t know the basics of cooking, do you?”
“That’s going to be so dry if you cook it like that.”
“Would you mind dicing some of those up for me?”
“There were supposed to be cookies, not charcoal.”
“I’ve never cooked anything this complicated before.”
“How much spice did you add? I cant feel my mouth!”
“I don’t know how you’re supposed to hold this knife.”
“You could give Gordon Ramsay a run for his money.”
“You’re actually tearing up… it can’t taste THAT good.”
“It tastes good, but the aesthetic could use some work.”
“I’m tempted to sign us up for one of those baking shows.”
“Come here, I’m going to show you how to plate this fancily.”
“Not even kidding, you need to open a restaurant, this is amazing.”
“Well, we’re out, so I guess we’ll have to make some substitutions.”
“I don’t think I should be trusted with the sharp things. Or the hot things.”
“They couldn’t believe it wasn’t made by professionals… you might need to bake more.”
“So, the grinder broke while I was seasoning, so now this has four ounces of pepper on it.”
I feel you in my 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈
& I don’t 𝓈𝓁𝑒𝑒𝓅.
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The Party Host
The spice continued from here w/ @mp-anubis & @mpxryujin tw: impending spiciness
By now, stood with his tray of nibbles in his hands, Phobetor’s eyebrows are impossibly high as he watches Ryujin roll around like a flirtatious little tart trying to rile up the usually stoic Egyptian shamelessly laid on his bed with him. Uncharacteristically, he’s quite lost for words.
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And there it was... That damn good dog running to his master to obey. The dragon king rolls his eyes as he sits on the bed, watching the two gods kissing. Yet it doesn’t take long until Phobetor gives his attention to the shirtless water god on his bed. Ryujin chuckles at the words ‘bad lizard’ -not surprised at all. What else should the god of nightmares call him?! “You already have an obeying dog. Would be boring if I were the same, don’t you think?”
Ryujin crawls to the foot of the bed, where the Greek god is standing and ‘demanding a kiss from him, so on his knees he is reaching out his hand to grab the waistband of Phobetor’s pants to pull him closer to the edge of the bed, wrapping his arms around the slim waist with a well-known suggestive smirk on the water dragon’s lips. His hands wanders down to cup Phobetor’s buttcheeks to give them a gentle squeeze and to press their bodies together, letting the Greek god feel his heat and bulge in his pants while he looks into Phobetor’s eyes before he closes the distance between their lips to lightly tug at the other’s bottom lip.
Slowly intensifying the kiss by licking over those lips, he can’t get enough of, before he starts to suck at them softly, giving them a reddish colour. Ryujin’s hands still works on massaging the bottom of Phobetor while he lets his hips roll against the other’s one to get the needed friction, his private parts cry out for. When they break the kiss for a short moment, Ryujin looks over Phobetor’s shoulder to search for Anubis’ eyes to ask quickly. “Would you be so kind to close the door? We don’t need more ‘intruders’ to join.” We winks at the taller god and even stopped himself from saying any scathing comment about the Egyptian god before he turns his attention back to the god in his embrace. Lightly sucking at the other’s earlobe and biting into that soft flesh before he whispers with a husky voice. “Get into bed already...” By saying that Ryujin’s hands wanders along Phobetor’s thighs down to his knees to pull the other god into his lap as he now sits on the edge of the bed.
As soon as the Greek god sits on his lap, his lips are captured for another kiss by the water god while his hands pulls Phobetor’s shirt out of his pants to open the buttons of it one afer another. Actually he just wants to rip that shirt open to toss it aside, but he knows how much the other god cares about his expensive clothes and he doesn’t want to stir his wrath for ruining another one of Phobetor’s favourite shirts again. It doesn’t take long for Anubis to join the fun...
@mp-anubis
i replay my footsteps on each ( stepping stone ) … trying to find the one where I went — wrong
❝ Mistletoe ❞ Our muses share a kiss under the mistletoe. Bonus if one of the muses is actually holding the mistletoe above their head.
Anubis was curious about the rituals of Christmastime. Since it wasn’t a holiday that the ancient Egyptians followed he tried to learn more about the interesting mix of aesthetics between the Christians and the Pagans. But he still found it was fun. He had been convinced by his almost official boyfriend Phobetor to throw a little Christmas party and it was going pretty well and honestly making him feel the holiday cheer. He had even set up a little mistletoe over the doorway to his bedroom. The dark god tapped his foot and checked around the room as he waited. Pho asked him to wait there for him and he thought they were going to share a little kiss. He didn’t expect to turn around and see a surprised Ryujin there. Ever since the tension between them at the Summer Gala it was… hard to determine where they stood. Anubis knew Pho liked Ryu and he wanted to befriend whoever his beloved cared about. So he threw inhibitions out the window and grabbed the water god by the waist before dipping him back and planting a passionate kiss on him. He would probably complain but oh well.
This was incredibly unexpected. Anubis’s intention was just to tease the dragon man since Ryujin and he had a rocky start what with the fighting and all. Maybe not the youth’s definition of a prank but the old Egyptian God thought it would give the other a good shock. Now he found himself thrust back into Phobetor’s bedroom, onto the bed they shared, and staring up at Ryujin who hovered over them. His breath became heavy as his chest heaved and he felt the heat of arousal surge through his body and up to his caramel colored cheeks. They were tinged a deep red, hardly noticeable in this light, but Anubis attempted to push his nervousness and embarrassment aside. “Wait.” His reason returned to him when he processed the situation finally and grasped at Ryujin’s wrist. “I can not do this without speaking to Phobetor first.” While it was true the front of his suit pants were especially tight at the moment he wanted to be respectful. He understood Pho’s day job and knew he had the right to see other people but he didn’t want to do anything to hurt the man he practically loved. He did love.
“Please, use a coaster-!” Phobetor huffs as he flits around his crowded apartment, swiping wine glasses off surfaces to place coasters on everything wood and old, which in his home was most things. “It is 18th century-” he mutters under his breath before noticing someone opening a lower cabinet by his bookshelves. “No no not in there-!” He calls out and hurries over. He’d stashed some of his more steamy titles in there so’s not to be seen. However on his way he notices a certain expensive bottle of red wine in someone’s hand as they pass him. “That is a 2017 Château Bélair-Monange!” He calls out and swivels on the spot to follow them. “It’s for cheese!” He tries to reason with them before huffing as he feels a little overwhelmed. Where is Anubis? This was his idea!
“The crudités!” The god gasps, seeing his selection of meat pâté nibbles running dangerously low, when he knows they were likely to be Anubis’ favourite and he had promised to save some for Ryujin, who coincidently had also disappeared. “Excuse me, excuse me-” the Greek huffs as he wiggles his way through people to grab the plate, he would save these for them and then perhaps if they’re well fed, they won’t fight!
Still, he’s going to need to find them, so with plate in hand he sets off and it isn’t long until someone tells him they’d noticed the rather large Egyptian head upstairs, and Ryujin seems to have last been seen heading in that direction as well, so with one last pensive glance back towards his party, Phobetor starts his assent upstairs, nibbles in hand. Thinking to himself ‘I do hope they’re not fighting’. What he did not expect to find, however, was one on top of the other, flushed, out of breath and on his bed!
“What… are you two doing?” The god of nightmares announces from the doorway, plate still in hand, looking from one man to the other. At his Christmas party!
As soon as Anubis stops him by grabbing his wrist, Ryujin has to roll his eyes. What a killjoy. Why does he have to act like an obeying dog all the time? Never go wrong and a perfect dog trying to please his master. How boring… No risk, no fun. Ryujin rolls over to lie down on the side beside Anubis on the bed, but not without a deep sigh that shows his annoyance to the other’s reaction. Ryujin is about to say, that Anubis should go and ask his mommy if he gets permission to play, already looking for his shirt and thinking the fun was over yet as Phobetor enters the room.
With a smirk forming on his lips Ryujin sits up to wraps his arms around Anubis’ chest from behind, resting his chin on the other’s shoulder to look at Phobetor. For the simple reason to hold Anubis back from standing up from the bed and beg for forgiveness to the god of nightmare, Ryujin doesn’t want the Egyptian god to ruin the fun right away. “What…?” Ryujin asks with an innocent tone of voice with a grin directed at Phobetor. “You’ve said we need to find a way to get along with one another.” To stop Anubis to try to explain himself what was happening shortly before, Ryujin bites hard into Anubis’ neck, leaving some marks on the tanned skin, before he continues to speak to Phobetor. “Besides… Just this minute Anubis wanted to be a good pup and ask you if you want to join~. Isn’t that so? ” The question is obviously directed at Anubis and saying this Ryujin’s eyes looks at the god in his arms now, of course he is still smirking.
@mp-anubis
❝ Mistletoe ❞ Our muses share a kiss under the mistletoe. Bonus if one of the muses is actually holding the mistletoe above their head.
Anubis was curious about the rituals of Christmastime. Since it wasn’t a holiday that the ancient Egyptians followed he tried to learn more about the interesting mix of aesthetics between the Christians and the Pagans. But he still found it was fun. He had been convinced by his almost official boyfriend Phobetor to throw a little Christmas party and it was going pretty well and honestly making him feel the holiday cheer. He had even set up a little mistletoe over the doorway to his bedroom. The dark god tapped his foot and checked around the room as he waited. Pho asked him to wait there for him and he thought they were going to share a little kiss. He didn’t expect to turn around and see a surprised Ryujin there. Ever since the tension between them at the Summer Gala it was… hard to determine where they stood. Anubis knew Pho liked Ryu and he wanted to befriend whoever his beloved cared about. So he threw inhibitions out the window and grabbed the water god by the waist before dipping him back and planting a passionate kiss on him. He would probably complain but oh well.
Ryujin is caught totally off guard, when he bumped into Anubis, only to find himself in his arms and being kissed by him. Anubis of all people at the party… In his surprised state of mind it is easy to Anubis to dominate the kiss and it took Ryujin a while to gather his thoughts to realise what is happening right now. With a bite in Anubis’ bottom lip he is able to break the kiss, only to shove the other a little into the room, pinning him against the wall beside the door by his hands gripping the shirt collar of Egypt god. With a deep growl Ryujin glares at the taller man as his mind is racing. Usually he tries to avoid Anubis, not to end up in a fight with him again, but he never expected them to end up in such a situation like this. “How can you dare?!” Confusion is written all over Ryujin’s face while he still tries to understand the situation. “You little shit!” He was never nice towards the other god, so why start now?
The tension between them has shifted, a mixture of dislike and … lust? Or only the will to dominate the other. Ryujin can’t tell when he pulls down Anubis for another dominating kiss, tasting the blood coming from Anubis bottom lip. Ryujin has no idea what is happening between them right now, but he is definitely the last one, who’d admit that Anubis is a good kisser…
Anubis couldn’t help but find Ryujin’s extreme reaction entertaining. He knew that there was still some sort of strange animosity between them so he didn’t expect it to go well at all. He took his life into his own hands and risked it by kissing the temperamental dragon god but he for sure didn’t expect what happened afterward. He was pressed back into the dark colored wall and expected Ryujin’s fist to make contact with his face but instead the other kissed him. Hard. Anubis felt a fiery passion boil in his gut while Ryujin kissed him like a starved man, even biting down hard enough for the Egyptian’s black blood to leak out of his lip. The tall man let out a low grunt before he grabbed Ryujin’s waist and roughly pulled him close so their hard chests left little room for even air. Their tongues wrestled with one another as they both fought for dominance, hardly paying attention to anything else in the room.
When they break the kiss again, Ryujin drags the taller god to Phobetor’s bed without heasitation by grabbing Anubis’ collar of his shirt. Good that they were already at the bedroom, not caring about the Christmas party of the god of nightmares and stopped thinking about what is happening right now. With both hands Ryujin gives the Egyptian god a push against his chest that the taller falls on his back on the top of the bed.
Before Anubis could even react, Ryujin uses the moment of surprise to place his knee between the other’s god legs while he is hunched over him, placing one hand next to Anubis’ shoulder and looks down at the other with a smirk on his face. Ryujin’s shirt was already tossed aside at a dark corner of room, before he even climbed on the bed and with curiosity he lets run his fingers of his free hand over the clothed crotch of the Egyptian god as his knee is pressed against it as well between Anubis’ legs. Ryujin has heard about the other’s qualities and is indeed curious, especially felling his size through the fabric of Anubis’ pants. Well, it was non-exaggerated to say the least. To conceal his surprise from the other god, Ryujin grabs the other’s crotch firmly, starting to massaging Anubis to distract him. He’ll keep his position over the taller god as long as possible, though maybe he starts to understand why Phobetor likes the Egyptian god. With a husky chuckle he bites into the soft flesh of Anubis’ earlobe before he murmurs in a teasing way. “So eager?”
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U-KNOW — ’Thank U’ MV (2021) “Thank you for diss. Thank you for like. Thank you for me. Thank you for dislike me.”