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[mpjihoon-blog]

Ink || Acat&Jihoon

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Jihoon had grown tired of his skin, disliking the blank space that was begging to be filled. His first tattoo was a small sixteenth note on the inside of his wrist, but it never felt of enough significance. Of course, he still loved the thing, but it just wasn’t enough. What he had been planning to fill that void was the tattoo of his dreams, and he wasn’t going to let just anybody put it on his body permanently.

Because of that, he had found himself at the door of Taste of Ink, the only place he knew he could trust…Although there was only one person there he could trust with his skin, and they weren’t even a person at all. As he walked in, he was mentally praying to whatever God was listening that the tattoo artist would be willing to do it. They were the only one who could give him everything he could ever want in his own personal piece of art.

He looked around hesitantly before his eyes fell on the only person in the room. Jihoon felt like his breath had been ripped from him as he saw what seemed like miles of skin covered in art more beautiful than anything he had seen before. That was a compliment, especially coming from a son of a God of art. It took him a moment to remember what he was doing there, but he looked up at Acat, telling him simply, “I need to talk to you about getting a tattoo. Please.”

[amaterasuxmp]

Dungeons & Dragons | act + ama

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A look of shock passed through Amaterasu’s face for a fraction of a second before it morphed into an amused smile, shaking her head slightly at her antics. 

“You make it sound like I’m a strict schoolmistress,” She gave a slight pout at the comparison. “I would have you know I do lots of naughty and bad things too...” Her smirk was teasing, knowing that it would spark whatever curiosity Acat had about the library. For weeks now, she’d been trying to convince him to come into the Museum and Library. 

For one reason, she genuinely thought he would enjoy seeing students and people look fascinated at the work he had done, but also, she wanted to consult him about some of the more delicate works that were preserved in the lower archives. But Acat had always seemed so busy. Until today when she declared she had created something in the library that would definitely peak his interest.

“So are you interested in visiting then?” She prodded with a slight pleading look. “I promise you won’t be disappointed.”

[mperosx]

"Famous last words. And we weren't in Vegas so you know nothing gets to stay anywhere but right on my new smart phone thing. I finally found a decent use for the damn contraption. Playing music and keeping evidence Boinks."

--* Eros face reddens as he regards the small mobile phone in Acat’s hands, fighting the urge to destroy the evidenece for later playback. He decides on a sweeter approach. The god leans toward the other, dropping his guise and charms like a weighted blanket on the other god.

  “Delete the receipts and I’ll give you anything you want.”