#mp-alexios

[mpxnoel]

Bad Men ™

a starter from here because i thought it was funny and also I miss our boys >:) @mp-alexios

"Life here definitely is something." Bothering Alexios was always fun for Noel as they knew each other in a different light than most others did. He was one of the bridges the inked man did not burn when he too left his previous life behind. Only people like them would understand (or maybe not?) why they did the things they did, and why they chose not to do them anymore. Noel chuckles as he too indulges in his drink, giving into the way it losened his tense muscles.

It was just a habit, being cautious. One he hoped he'd be able to break eventually.

"Shit, you told him?" Noel knew better than most what an angry Dakota looked like after being on the receiving end of it more times than he'd like to admit, so Alexios managing to talk to him about his life outside of the island was no small feat. "I see he didn't take it too badly, considering you're in one piece." He teased the older man as he reached to refill his empty glass. "Do you regret not telling him before?"

[mpxkaya]

❛ if i cannot bend heaven, then i will raise hell. ❜

Alexios.

She knew the name, she'd seen the face and she probably knew more about him than he did of her and now, it seemed fate had put him in her life again. "Oh, really?" An eyebrow rose at his statement.

He was Alexios.

THE Alexios.

Eros' son.

Noel's friend.

A demigod.

A killer.

The man that gave her her freedom.

She didn't doubt him. Not after everything he'd done for her and Noel. "Something tells me you'd rather raise hell from the start." To say she was grateful was an understatement, and she knew better than to underestimate the man that put the abomination that called himself her (and Noel's) owner six feet under, so the girl didn't question his ability to bend the heavens or raise the flames of hellfire as he saw fit. "You don't seem like a 'heaven is nice' kinda guy."

[mpxnoel]

❛ no one notices your tears, or your pain. but they notice your mistakes. ❜

Noel sighed, the smoke in his lungs releasing and clouding around him as he gazed into the nothing in front of them. It really was like that, huh?

He nodded, eager to inhale the life out of the cigarette in his hand. "No one thinks that you're alive too." The things both of them had seen, lived through, witnessed, done, and kept secret would drive any human insane. It would give anyone nightmares, and keep them up at night over the things they couldn't breathe into a confession.

The both of them had done too much.

"It's like the good things don't matter at all." He wasn't sure about Alexios, but there were things weighing down on his heart; dreams, hopes, tears, heartbreak, wishes, injustice... "The expectation to be accepting of everything thrown your way isn't the best."

[mpxnoel]

[ ✉️ → TH ] Don't tell me you're out and about in this damn weather.

〈 ✉ ➥ 🔆 𝐥𝐞𝐱 〉 yes, i absolutely am because i have a death wish, remember? 〈 ✉ ➥ 🔆 𝐥𝐞𝐱 〉 joking. of course i'm not - are you, though??? 〈 ✉ ➥ 🔆 𝐥𝐞𝐱 〉 do i get to save your ass now? c:

[mp-joshakana]

💢  :    your  muse  picks  mine  up   &   carries  them  over  their  shoulder .

🌺

    This might or might not be low-grade payback for the whole open shirt thing as Joshua sees the other wandering the wrong way toward another retreating figure. The wrong way and right toward an open manhole.

  “Hey..” his voice is a hush as he watches the other keep going, eyes nowhere near seeing the danger he might be falling into. Making a split-second decision he heads directly for the other man and, quite literally, sweeps him off his feet. “HEY! PAY ATTENTION MAN!”

   Like a sack of potatoes he lifts and places Alexios distracted frame on his shoulder before pointedly marching a few feet out of the way of the manhole and setting him back down. The look he gives him is both firm and also questioning. “You can’t do that. Those things go way down to goodness knows where. I don’t care how good whoever you’re looking at was-- nobody that fine that you could walk into a manhole for them.”

[dakotaxmp]

“Don’t give me that look.”

[[𝟑, 𝟒, 𝟓   ♡   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 || No Longer Accepting ]]

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   If it were any other person in his life Dakota might fix his face after hearing that and try to keep the smug as hell look he was wearing off the curve of his smile. But it’s Alexios and he fully deserves it. The fire of the Mayan demigod’s stare pins the other with it’s quip before he drops it to smirk wider to himself.

  “What you gonna do about it?” his voice taunts from where he is at the bar of HoneyPot shining a glass. The younger knows damn well and good that it ruffles Alexios for him to prolong his gaze and not elaborate as to whether or not it’s a look of thought or a look of judgement that he sports. “You can’t do anything.”

  To further illustrate the point of this deliberate snotty behavior the fingers of one hand motion to the general sweep of the space as it is full of things and people enjoying food and conversation in his place of business. He then mouths contemptuously to his ex. ‘I’m the boss now.’

[mountphoenix-gossip]

I'm not being nailed to the cross either, Oracle. I'm alright, I promise. We're on good terms, I think. I haven't experience any bad blood between us ever since the first time we met again when I came back. I know I did some /stupid/ things earlier on, but let's leave it at that and take things as they come, alright?

“Sure, dearest. But my opinion still stands.”

[mountphoenix-gossip]

Yes, yes. I can definitely see that, but I know that you know what he went through while I was gone, Oracle. He can't wait for me forever. His life did not and will not revolve around me, and I'm not nailing him to the cross for moving on.

“All I’m saying is that you shouldn’t be nailed to the cross either. The whole thing is pretty stupid, if you ask me.”