#ofhacked

[balckrosee]

" Jumin. Jumin - I need to tell you something IMPORTANT. I made an appointment for Elly and I'm coming over right now. thanks. "

Hangs up the call to his face. BLOCKS HIS NUMBER. LOCKS THE DOORS.

[hateslosing]

is here to offer a potato chip and make friends with L. // !! Hiii helloo! ✨

Dark eyes, usually devoid of warmth, are illumined as they stand testament to this gesture. He accepts the potato chip with ginger fingertips, inspecting it to the last crumb before finally popping it into his mouth. 

“  Hm, ” L utters, as he gulps it down. “  Too savory for my liking, but nevertheless, thank you for sharing. ” A thumb makes its way to his bottom lip, pressing softly on the pale skin. “  Did you perhaps want anything else to eat? ”

[alteredcore]

@ofhacked​ said ; pushes glasses up to his face dramatically. "words cannot hurt me. these glasses are GUCCI." // seven, no

                 It doesn´t take much time for the alter to extend his gloved hand towards the red-headed stranger in front of him, and with just a simple motion, he takes hold of the ´Gucci´ glasses as he calls them, and proceeds to crush them using only his right hand, small crystals were now falling from his hand alongside the rest of the parts of the glasses.

"Next time, i´m breaking your face. Now move.”

[athinakori]

@ofhacked asked: "thoughts on cats ? real? or imaginary...?"

“ Cats? ” Annabeth raised an eyebrow ; that’s a very random question and she also wondered why she would think about imaginary cats. “ I like cats. ” She finally answered. “ They are smart and very independent. I really like animals in general, to be honest. Why do you ask? ” The blonde always had a soft spot for animals.

[badboysupr]

" is that guy bothering you? " // imagine this - a protective seven oh seven :')

@ofhacked || help this is too sweet

    Leo threw his head back and rolled his eyes. “Someone’s been skipping out of class,” he remarked with practiced ease—and an ease that was muddied by the way his gaze didn’t linger on Seven for even half a second. “I’m the one who does all the ‘bothering,’ dontcha know. Not letting some jerk steal that title from me; I work hard on that, man.”

    His body continued to betray him in telling an entirely different story, though: from the rapid back-and-forth swing of a pencil between his fingers to the matching rhythmic bounce in one leg... Leo cast a sidelong glance to the guy in question. Too far away now to hear either of them. Thankfully. And no point causing a scene that didn’t need to happen—

    Even if Leo was usually pretty good at making those.

    “I’m all good.”

[badboysupr]

" hear me out - this is - this is crazy. the moon landing ? faked. staged. BUT WORRY NOT LEO ! For I - SEVEN - will be going to outer space and will PROVE that it is indeed, real. Wanna come ?"

@ofhacked || is it possible to be rubbing your temples but ALSO encouraging this??

    “Whoa, dude, for real?” Seamlessly, he played his part: jaw agape, hand tucked to his chest as if absolutely affronted. “I can’t believe they’d lie to us like that, I mean—? My heart.” Selling it, his fingers clenched, and his face twisted with the most convincing display of emotional distress.

    But he conquered the pain, naturally.     And he looked at his friend with the resolve of a protagonist at every story’s climax:

    “Let’s do it.” His act fumbled when a lame shrug split his words. “Y’know, for the ‘good of the people’ or something; not just because that’d be sick as hell.”

[badboysupr]

dabs @ him

@ofhacked || dramatic and excited screeching

finger guns back  “Amigo~”

[badboysupr]

" if you hear me out - for just /one second/ - this isn't what it looks like - " seven straightens his skirt, and raises his palm : " Well, to clarify, I don't work for free. " pay up pal. // have a seven in his maid outfit ✌🏽 :')

@ofhacked || the way i snorted so loud at this tho...

    “‘Not what it looks like’?” He made a good show of ignorance, slowly taking Seven in with a calculated sweep of his gaze. “What could you possibly mean? I’m not seeing anything different here— Did you get a haircut?” A finger tapped his lips as Leo maintained the charade a few moments longer. Then, turning away, his mouth quirked into a grin.

    “I think you've got the wrong address. See, I’m nowhere near rich enough to afford your services.”