#mpxnahyun

[dakotaxmp]

❛ what are you doing with that ? ❜

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   “Living my best life,” Dakota answers her as he continues to hop up and down. 

  Around his ankle is a hoop with a long extension and its end is a ball that digitally keeps track of just how many rotations around he has made successfully. Successfully in the sense that he has yet to have tripped or taken any real pause that would make it zero back out. The device is absolutely archaic but he managed to convince himself that the trip to the world outside Mount Phoenix was worth it to get it back from the shitty little shed in the back of his childhood home in Los Angeles. 

  The digital counter reads ‘899..900..901..’ and keeps going as he carries on. The task is effortless for him still even though it has been years since he has had the toy because the demigod had been able to not only wave at her as she approached but also answer the query made.

  “You wanna try at it?” he offers.

[mpxnathaniel]

❛ i don’t think you realize how the dangerous this game is .. ❜

He raised a brow, with absolutely no idea what sort of game Nahyun might be referring to. He figured that they were friends, if not acquaintances at the very least, and it seemed to be only common courtesy for him to drive the girl home. It was late and he was at Noona for a meeting with the restaurant manager anyway. 

“It’s a lift home, sweet heart, not a drag race,” he chuckled, opening the door of his Ferrari, “I’ll drive slow - promise.” There was a small glimmer in his eyes, a hint of unintentional flirtation that Nathaniel himself would not have noticed.

[mpxnathaniel]

“Is that blood?” “…..No?”

He frowned. Sheltered though he was, Nathaniel had seen blood many times in his life - he was somewhat of a rebellious teenager and frequently got into fights back at school (though they were only as severe as rich, bratty teenage boys could get). That stain on Nahyun’s jacket couldn’t have been anything else. 

“If you insist,” Nathaniel answered, but still reached to grasp Nahyun’s wrist and pulled her towards the fashion boutique across the street, “But blood or wine, that stain does not do your pretty face justice, dear.”

[mpxauralie]

“Don’t you ever do that again!”

“But– But why not?” Aura shrinked back in her seat, still holding onto her phone. I boy from home had been messaging her the night before and she showed a few messages to Nahyun, along with a rather obscene photo that she wished she could unsee. 

“I thought that he might have sent it by accident,” she explained, “Maybe he meant to send this to his doctor or something, since it doesn’t make sense for him to send it to me.” Of course, any one would realise that the farfetched idea of a doctor examining a patient via a photo of his crotch was ridiculous, but Aura couldn’t fathom any other reason someone might take a photo naked.

[mpxmorrigan]

“If I die, I’m haunting you first.”

"I would be offended if you didn't, darling."

Not even glancing up from her desk, Morrigan signs another paper with a hum, filing it away in a stack to be officiated by the council notary.

"-and yet, as a pleasantly I supposed I should ask just what have I done to be rewarded the honor?"

Tucking a lock of hair behind her ear the goddess finally sits back, reclining in the leather desk chair she has inhabited all day, and takes her first break to really look over the girl before her.

[mpxnathaniel]

JACK O’LANTERN!

send me JACK O’LANTERN! for a starter where our characters are carving pumpkins.

He frowned in confusion, the eyes on his pumpkin looking more like asymmetrical squares than anything. “I don’t get it; if this is meant to be a Halloween tradition - and I’m taking your word for it because no one in my household would ever do this - then why don’t the pumpkins come pre-carved? Or surely there is a specialised pumpkin carver we could hire for this?”

[mpxauralie]

Bump in the Night | Aura & Nahyun

@mpxnahyun:

“If you say that was a ghost again, I will rip your tongue out of your mouth,” Nahyun hissed, clutching the arms of her chair so tightly that she would not have been surprised if the wood splintered in her hands. Ghosts were not real, that was a fact that should have been common sense. Any creaking was just the building settling, or a strong wind blowing against it, or even someone else moving around somewhere. Not a ghost. Never a ghost. Ghosts do not exist. Such a thing would be impossible.

And yet, when something, somewhere went bang!, she nearly jumped out of her skin. All she could imagine was a procession of murdered men coming to find her, to get revenge for her justice. She needed a distraction. “Let’s… go get some food.”

“No, don’t do that!” Aura whimpered, clinging tightly to the other girl’s arm as they headed down the street. It wasn’t too late yet, but the sun had set and with the darkness came Aura’s drowsiness - and unrivalled fear of ghosts. Any small rustle of the wind made the girl jump, clinging to Nahyun so much that she were practically hidden behind the other girl’s shoulder. Of course, it didn’t help that she had accidentally watched a scary movie trailer just before leaving the house.

When Nahyun jumped, Aura followed with a yelp and both arms wrapped their way around her waist. “Y–Yes, can we do that? It’s October and the ghosts come out to play on Halloween. Maybe they’re getting ready for their party.”

[mpxauralie]

Oblivious | Aura & Nahyun

@mpxnahyun:

Nahyun stared at the other girl for a long moment, her mind processing the utter garbage that it had just been subjected to sluggishly. The drivel that had just come out of Auralie’s mouth sounded like a line from a badly written rom com, so shallow and blindly optimistic that it made her head hurt. “Do you try to sound stupid, or does it come naturally?” That seemed like a fair question, given the girl’s ‘insight’.

After all, you could work very hard and try your absolute best, and the world could still crumble around you just because it could. There did not have to be rhyme or reason to suffering, and there certainly did not have to be a silver lining, no matter how hard someone willed one into existence. “Next time try using your brain to string a sentence together, it is much more effective.”

Aura had a thing where people could bully her, be utterly mean to her face, and yet it had a way of completely skipping over her head. Although she had only just met Nahyun, and although the other girl had a frown on her face, the young demigoddess was none the wiser. “Oh no, didn’t that make sense?” she responded with a sigh, “I’m sorry! Sometimes things just sound so much better in my head than they do when I say it. My daddy told me that it’s because I have an overactive imagination - it runs quicker than my mouth.” She gave a small giggle, her eyes forming cute crescents and cheeks rounding.

“What I meant to say, Nahyun-san, is that you should really try your best in every situation! And if you do, then something good will always come of it eventually,” she nodded, as if reassuring her own thoughts, “It’s true!”