#mp-khjoong

[mpxsiobhan]

thanks, dad;;

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Siobhan let out a deep sigh as Joong tucked her hair back, showing off the dead and gray primrose tucked in her hair. She enjoyed her aesthetic - leaning into the goth, macabre look most often but she could agree it would be nice if she could enjoy the flowers of spring without them dying on contact. With a sudden realization, Siobhan reached for her brother’s arm, pulling his hand from his pocket and holding it in hers. She wasn’t sure why she hadn’t thought of it before but she had an idea that she desperately hoped would work. Nerves settled in her gut, buzzing with anxiety as she used her teeth to pull her glove from her hand not holding Joong’s. Her mind was racing with thoughts rattling around, her eyes shifting erratically between her barehand and his gloved hand.

“Joong, can you take off your glove? I-I want to test something...” Her heart was pounding with anxiety that this would actually cause them to harm each other but she had to try. She needed to know.

[mp-khjoong]

“ what did you just say? ”

sentence starters ; accepting!

Normally, Hongjoong wasn’t the type to just let things out, but with the catching up exhaustion after a long and irritating shift, he just didn’t have the filter in him to shut himself up. Especially to Woojin, of all people - who he was still curious about showing up at his work at this hour. “I like your brother, okay?” He grumbled, rubbing at his temples with gloved hands, fingers pressing into the throbbing spots idly. Once he had sufficed enough of the headache growing behind his eyes, he lowered his hands and looked towards the male once more. “JJ is easily the best part of my days, followed by Siobhan. I don’t think anything could take his place.” However this ended, Joong was bracing for it internally. 

[mpxsiobhan]

“ i wanna get better. ”

3, 4, 5 Sentence Prompts Meme: no longer accepting

Siobhan sat up from where she’d been laying on Joong’s bed. Turning to lounge on her side and face her brother. With a sigh, she rested her head in her hand and took Joong’s hand with her free one. “I do too. From what I can see we have two options. One, figure it out on our own and probably fuck up a lot on the way. Two, we ask Thanatos for help. Now, in my opinion, I’d prefer number one but, we may be better off doing number two. As much as I wish that weren’t the case.” 

She gave his hand a squeeze and looked off into the shadows outside his window. The lights of the city were fuzzy before she adjusted her eyes to focus on them. “Have you spoken to him yet? At all?”

[mpxzane]

“ what happened here? ”

3, 4, 5 Sentence Prompts Meme: still accepting

Zico’s head popped up from behind the clerk’s desk, the top half of his body now visible from where he was kneeling on the floor. Muan was perched on the back of the god’s armchair, looking at him with what could easily be seen as amusement. A deep sigh left the god’s lips as he stood to his full height, dropping the contents of the herb jar he’d knocked over onto the floor. The opened and tipped over jar was still visible on the counter. He started cleaning the dust off of the dried herbs on the counter so he could put them back in the jar.

“I was filling this order for a regular and I knocked the jar over, so now we have olive leaves all over the floor.”

[mp-khjoong]

moonlit walks.

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Having the job that he did, Joong knew all too well the dangers of the night. And when word had reached him that the precious Jungjin had been jumped on his walk home one night - to say he was fuming was not an understatement. He’d contacted JJ as soon as he knew, and told him verbatim he was escorting him to and from work shifts from now on, no matter the time. Tonight was the first of many and as he was met with the sight of JJ’s hands reaching for him, his icy cold heart melted once more within his chest. It was the strangest thing, but he was only one that made the son of Thanatos go haywire. They were messes, in their own rights, but together - they seemed to level each other out.

Joong withdrew his hands from his leather jacket pockets; gloved touch coming to pull the blonde’s hands from his jacket, choosing instead to circle them on his own around himself. His own in turn surrounding the younger and tucking him closer against his chest; protectively and secure. He’d never wanted JJ to feel anything but, and he’d make sure of it himself. “I want to.” He stated softly, his voice a harmonious gentle for the demi-god as it had always been. “I want to make sure you’re safe, at all times.” Gently, he reluctantly let go of him, turning his head down slightly to meet the other’s gaze - fighting the tint of pink that wanted to cross his own features. “So get used to it. I’ll be a reoccuring presence in your day to day life from now on.”

[mpxsiobhan]

what the hell we gonna do now?

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tw: death

After the exclamation spilled from her lips Siobhan froze. Her eyes locked on the body at their feet. One barehand still in the position it was in upon touching the creep that had tried to attack them. When her half-brother spoke up, she finally took her eyes off the possibly dead man on the ground. Siobhan spotted his bare hand as well and her eyes darted between the three of them frantically. With her thoughts moving both in slow motion and unbelievably fast she just stuttered out; “I think... maybe- it’s because we both touched him...?”

Siobhan stammered and slowly backed away from what they had done in fear. Tears were filling her eyes as she cursed under her breath. She didn’t want to cry, she didn’t want to panic but she and her brother had potentially just killed someone. “What- What if he’s not dead? We can’t kill people, Joong... Right?” Sio looked towards Joong frantically, the panic beginning to set in over what they may have just done.

Death normally didn’t scare her. In fact, it didn’t scare her at all. She dealt with it every day, knew the science behind it and witnessed many deaths first hand. There was a level of comfort she had to develop considering her powers and the lack of control she had over them. Her hands shook as she tried to put her glove back on, her heart pounding as she got closer to Joong. Looking for reassurance and hoping he had some answers. 

[aphroditexmp]

Concussion | Aphrodite & Joong

@mp-khjoong:

Bright, why was it so bright? Wait, why were his eyes opening again? He hadn’t remembered falling asleep. In fact, he was…heading to work last he remembered. Joong’s storm grays shifted towards the sudden hand in his vision, blinking the haze clear as they followed the hand to the female at his…bedside? A hospital. Did she say she hit him with her bike? Fuzziness swirled across the forefront of his mind, gloved hand lifting to nudge her hand from his face, swiping over his features irritably. “Zico’s going to kill me for being late.”

Aphrodite used to ride bicycles much more often but, ever since the sports car because a la mode, her preferred mode of transport generally involved leather seats and a smooth, humming engine. It was a pretty day though and, feeling rather adventurous, the Goddess had donned her best sundress and a woven hat with absolute intention of cycling her way to work - so refreshing and so romantic. Of course, people had to get in the way of her fun.

“He will kill you more if you can’t tell me how many fingers I held up,” she pouted, “But really - how are you feeling? The nurse said that you hit the pavement quite hard. In my defence though, you appeared out of no where, sweetheart.”

[mpxnylah]

nudge - Joong nudges Nylah with his shoulder to her own. "You're a spirited one, ain't ya girlie?"

wordless prompts ; accepting !!

dark red lips curl into a sugary sweet smile. it’s hard not to feel like a mouse getting stalked a cat when faced with the devilish glint in nylah’s gaze. ❝ i suppose i’m expected to say thank you, right? now i feel oh so special, ❞ sarcasm drips from every word as she slides closer to the boy.

the flip switches and her lips fall into a venomous scowl, all feigned kindness drained from the daughter of chaos. striking like a snake she leans until her mouth barely hovers near the skin of his ear, ❝ if you ever touch me without permission, i will do more than just bite. you want spirit? ❞ nylah moves back with a cock of her head. ❝ i’ll show you spirit. ❞