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vin-de-traitre

He offers him a smile just as equally exaggerated. “Right. We’d be employing a good number of cleaning ladies anyhow, wouldn’t we?” There exist excuses in the plentiful.

“I will run the calls,” Virus declares, hopping over a mound and quietly spitting profanities as soon as his shoes blemish.  “I trust you’re capable of finding the appropriate spot in which to deposit the…mess.”

Trip bites back a laugh at the other’s reaction to having his shoes dirtied. Typical.  “Awesome.” The bottled blonde graced the other with a grin. “Ya ain’t gotta worry bout that. I got that shit down on lock.” Shrugging his vest off, he holds it out in his companion’s direction with a raised brow.  “Ya wanna give yer shoes there a polish?”

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To Flirt With Danger

reblogged from here

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Adonis circles around the blond, eyeing his assets carefully. A smirk crawling across his face. Fingers dance across his broad shoulders. Olive orbs shimmering with mischief. Chuckling arising from his breast.

The entertainer smelled the danger seeping from his very core. Perhaps he could find out more about the large enigma of a man before him. There was no passion, only curiosity. . and fear. His act will soon slowly start to fade if the other made a bold move. . for now he must remain intact. After all, prized property needs not to be damaged.

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     “Just admiring the view. It is all part of the job. . Can’t I be a little playful? After all, this is a place of relaxation. . I must tend to my customer’s needs.”

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Teeth were bared in a grin, the edges of eyes crinkling subtly with amusement. Trip was no stranger to looks imbued with want and it was funny how transparent how people can get sometimes. He doesn’t jerk away from the other’s touch, neither does he lean into it either. The bottled blonde watches, waits with the air of a patient predator biding his time. 

“Admirin the view’s only all ya get ter do if ya ain’t playin yer cards right.” Reaching out, he bops the other on the nose, snickering. “Yer free ter play of course. But I ain’t no third rate whore, yanno. Best be steppin yer game up if ya wanna tend ter needs.”

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omachikurosei

‘This was it,’ Sei thinks to himself. Trip doesn’t look the least bit happy, and in fact Sei wasn’t able to read what kind of expression this was. Which was a very dangerous thing considering the type of person Sei was dealing with.

“Awwww shame, was hopin ter have a lil fun wit ya an all. Since when didja get all borin and straight laced like that? Somethin’s different bout cha.”

He was actually relieved. Sei was expecting a different kind of reaction from his previous caretaker. He took in a small breath before speaking again. “I feel different. Happier now in a sense.” Sei was going to take the chance of giving Trip the benefit of the doubt. “Trip, if you’re not doing anything right now…”

The ends of lips twitched with a barely concealed smile upon noting the tension bleeding out of the boy. Not so different then. It’s funny how even through all these years, Trip still has such an effect on the other and it pleases the man to know how deep he’s buried his influences, how firmly it’s rooted in him.  “Ain’t that good fer ya?” He softens his voice deliberately, beaming, a sliver of teeth peeking out. “I ain’t got much ter do- are ya askin me out on a date?”

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cluelessclairvoyant

His head tilted curiously as he listened to the words. That accent in particular, the slur in his words…he knew it well. Of course, he should expect it as he meandered through the alleyways. That old Ueno-sound, that troubling sound. But he knew it hadn’t meant all people with that weren’t completely crooked; the environment bent them that way. An alliance with a powerful man, and a palm that made him choke on a few words–a potential client an ally, that was what immediately to Hagakure’s mind. At least, one worth keeping around. “Yeah, man. See, check this out! I’m a onmyouji,” he explained, showing off a toothy grin,”You want the future known, I’ll see it for you! You wanna know where not to build an empire? I’ll tell it to you! I’m no ordinary oracle, and I’m one of the best if not the best in the country. Shining Star of the Seer World, Yasuhiro Hagakure!” Without hesitation or malice, he stuck his bony hand in front of the taller fellow with his calloused palm extended. O~I really ought to get that trademarked. That sounds like a perfect catchphrase!~O

"That so? Y’must be quite skilled then.” The edges of his eyes crinkled with amusement at the other’s claims. A half of Trip doubts the legitimacy of the other’s words but the other half, the more hedonistic half, is vastly pleased at the idea. If the lad is anything he claims he is, then won’t it be fun to keep him around on a shoort short leash? Maybe one that doubles up as a noose? Reaching out a hand, he clasped the other’s in a shake firmer than necessary.  “Pleased ta meetcha then. M’trip. What’s it cost fer a readin then, Mister Oracle?”

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This certainly caught the shorter adult by surprise. His small yelp of being startled was cut short as their mouths met. It hurt. That was the first thought to come to Sei’s mind. Soon afterwards, he registered what was going on, and his confusion only deepened. A small breath that he had been holding in exhaled as his lip was being tugged. 

Looking up at Trip’s smug face, the small princess had to take a couple of moments to collect his thoughts. Once his blinking session was over, he swallowed.

“Trip… why did you do that ?”

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"Cus I felt like it.” Was his cheeky response to the other’s question. “Y’were sittin there bein all cute an shit so I wanted a little taste s’all. Can’t help if ya look so delicious y’know.”  And that was as close to the truth as he can get out of Trip. The bottled blonde is not really one to overanalyse things and come up with reasons- that’s Virus’ job after all. He just does what he wants without letting impulse control get in the way.  “Why? Does it hurt? Ya want me ter kiss it all better?”

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“You don’t have to do this,“ Ronan said. “There isn’t anything else, man.” “There’s reality.” Kavinsky laughed the word. “Reality! Reality’s what other people dream for you.”

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'I want the K'

19: Forceful Kiss

@omachikuroseiThe other’s yanked forward by way of fingers fisting themselves against the top of his shirt, jerked unceremoniously. Lips were quick to find Sei’s in a kiss bordering on bruising with a decided lack of delicacy. Teeth snagged on a lower lip, tugging briefly before the bottled blonde pulled back, a cheeky grin already in place. 

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“Lately, I find myself gazing at stars, hearing guitars like someone in love.”

“Awhh look at you, bein all poetic an shit. Y’sure ya ain’t just hallucinatin though?”@meisterkirisaki​

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Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number

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1: Hot, Steamy kiss

2: Cheek Kiss

3: Nose Kiss

4: Forehead Kiss

5: Firm Kiss

6: Gentle Peck

7: Romantic Kiss

8: Eyelid Kiss

9: Jawline Kiss

10: Neck Kiss

11: Collarbone Kiss

12: Chest Kiss

13: Stomach Kiss

14: Kiss Along the Hips

15: Kiss in the Rain

16: Upside-Down Kiss

17: Goofy Kiss

18: Underwater Kiss

19: Forceful Kiss

20: Any of the Above

21: Then there’s tongue

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That’s all history is, after all: scar tissue.

Stephen King (via kadamitas)

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vin-de-traitre

A light pause while he stares at the other, remaining motionless almost as though time had stopped in its tracks. “Brilliant business choice.” He resumes abruptly, like nothing exceptional ever happened. “Though, I would like to believe people have higher standards than this,” he refers to his surroundings with a dip of his head.

"Awhh thanks.” He splays a hand in front of his chest and exaggerates his reactions, pretending to swoon. It’s rare that Virus would take an interest in Trip’s ideas but when he does, it was surprisingly pleasant.  “Yeah. S’why I ain’t startin yet. We gotta clear out all the....” He gestures to the grisly remains. “Mess an stuff before we get ter the building an all that shit right?”

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“The only time you hold me is when we’re dancing.”

“Ohh? That an invitation ter hold ya even when we’re not? How cheeky. M’gonna take that few real you know?”@omachikurosei

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"Yanno, I don’t get people sometimes. Why do y’all gotta go an complicate yer own lives an shit by givin yerself headaches think y’deserve or don’t deserve shit? If y’want it, take it. Simple.”

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@fuwa-fuwa-clear

“Well, Trip-san is the only one who loves me properly from the inside out….”

"Course I do. S’cus yer good inside an out- even if y’ain’t flesh an bones like me, yer insides are still good.”

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serpentiem

There was a deep glare and a sigh before he pressed his glasses upon his nose. He had a plan, peons run like rats back to the nest.

❝ Trip stop wasting my time with your own thinking. ❞

That only served to make the childish man pout, brows furrowing slightly in his displeasure.  “Least m’brain is workin fine whereas yours is like-” He makes a face at the other.  The bottled blonde tightened his hold on their hostage just a fraction.  “Spill the beans. Whatcha up to?”

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Lollirot [Open]

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kid-trip

[The child didn’t reply right away. Help, he would need some, considering he had no idea where he was, how he arrived here, or where to go. The night didn’t help at all, making it harder to recognize the surroundings -even though there were little chance he’d recognize anything anyway, always locked in the facility-, and starting to make him feel anxious.]

[But right now, something else occupied his mind. The face of the man who just spoke was familiar. He was sure he never saw him before -at least not in the instution- however, there was this weird déjà-vu feeling to him…]

❝ … I’m lost. ❞

[He finally spoke. It was weird to him to speak to a stranger so easily. But for some reason, this guy seemed different.]

The closer he gets to the child, the more puzzled he feels. Trip doesn’t recognise people by their features much- everyone else looked like grotesque beings, face filled with static and screeching that sets his teeth on edge during bad days. But this boy...this child he sees his face with startling clarity. None of which he has ever experienced, excluding Virus.  Bemused, brows furrowed slightly. Was that....fuck is that for real? They comin up with clones of them now?? Weird. It’s not as if they don’t already have the alphas to help for that. Aah whatever. If the clones get too much funny ideas, Trip can just kill them. “Where ya sposed ter be headed then, boy? I hear ya, though. S’pretty easy ter get lost in a place where everythin looks borin and the same.”