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âUm..â He hummed, glancing around the once more; his index finger tapping on chin. âHow about you pick out one of your favorites?â He smiled at the elder, his turning into little crescent moons.
âThat oneâs easy.â He chuckled and reached out for a fairly long piece of rope, wrapping it loosely around his hand. âThisâll make a nice combination with the whip~â Daehyun nodded and put an arm around Youngjae, his hand resting on the otherâs hip. âLetâs get this lesson started.â He led them both to the bed, having Jae lay face down. âMake sure you get comfortable so you can breathe, and put your arms above your head.â
Jae waddled closer toward Daehyun, allowing his mind to race through different scenarios.  âYes, sir~â He laid down on the bed like he was instructed to, shifting around until he was completely comfortable. âLike this, daddy?â he questioned as he put his arms above his head.Â
âA little baby indeed~.â Xiumin laughed as he spoke to the pup, making kissy faces at him before looking at Gunwoo, smiling slightly. He turned to the otherâs wound and looked it over again, the lighting better now. He makes a face. âHonestly, it might hurt a bit. But Iâll do what I can to make it as painless as I can.â He gave a shy smile before digging through the first aid kit, grinning as he pulled out a small tube. âGood, they have been putting the anesthetics in them.â He faces Gunwoo and laughs, winking before snapping his fingers. âWatch these. Watch it!â He grins and slowly spins the tube in one hand and a q-tip in the other, grinning. He holds the tube hand up and keeps spinning it between his fingers as he uses the q-tip to clean up a small spot on the otherâs arm, the switches hands and quickly puts the tube to the otherâs skin, letting it prick into him and insect the numbing agent. He grins and sets his hands down and holds them out, empty. âTa daaa. It hurt, but you barely noticed right?âÂ
Gunwoo watched as Minseok played with his puppy, retuning a gentle smile. He tried hard make it seem like he wasnât nervous; however, he was pretty sure that that his fear was written across his face. âItâs okay, I guess. Iâll try not to be a baby about it if it does start to hurt.â He giggled. Gunwoo fouced his attention on Minseok, eyes widen in amazement as he watches the tube spin in the others hand. He tilts his head in confusion as he realizes that their done. âWait, What just happened? Iâm so confused. How did you do that?â He questioned the male. âI didnât feel anything to be honest.â
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Jaeâs hand continued to run through each strand, âA whip?â He murmured, this would be the first time anyone has used a whip on him. He was a little more excited than he should be, all types of possible scenarios played out in his heaad. âYeah! Can we use this first?â He strutted back toward Daehyun.
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âOf course~â Daehyun took the whip in his hand and crossed his arms. âIs there anything else youâd like me to use, or would you like to get started with this lesson right away?â He turned up hips lips in a small smile.
âUm..â He hummed, glancing around the once more; his index finger tapping on chin. âHow about you pick out one of your favorites?â He smiled at the elder, his turning into little crescent moons.
Hiatus is finally over!!!
I missed roleplaying but I deal with school. Iâll get these replies done, and I apologize for them being super late. Please forgive me!Â
Semi-Hiatus?
Update: I just wanted to say that Iâve been busy with school and shit, so I guess you can say Iâm on a semi-hiatus. Once I get through this hectic semester Iâll be back and Iâll make sure Iâll do all the replies and starters. See you guys later!Â
âI wish I was a social butterfly.â He honestly spoke, wondering how it would be to easily talk to people; unfortunately, He knew heâd be too awkward in any situation that meant for him to speak. Yet, with Minseok it was a little different. Sure, he was a little awkward at first, but Minseok had some type of aura around him, which made it a little easier for Gunwoo to communicate. Gunwoo grimaced as the other patted his wound, âIâm sorry, you got some on your suit.â He whispered, feeling bad that heâs ruining the otherâs suit. The elevator dinged once they arrived to his floor; Gunwoo lead the other down the hall toward his apartment. âReally, I like to think of him as my son. Heâll most likely be all over you once he seeâs you. His name is Sirius by the way.â Gunwoo pulls out his keys to unlock his door, leading the other male inside as he switched on the lights. The pitter-pattering of Sirius running on the hardwood floors echoed throughout the apartment. The pug completely ignored him and ran straight toward Minseok, âHe doesnât love me anymore.â He spoke as he watched his son paw at the others legs.Â
âAh, it isnât all itâs cut out to be. I feel so exhausted and nervous being alone for so long.â He hums as he shakes his head at the other, smiling. âItâs fine. I hate this thing. And I probably need a new one⊠Iâve been gaining weight since I started taking care of the kids!â He laughs and follows the other down the hall, smiling at the thought. It was always nice to see otherâs care for something, even it it wasnât a child or a person, when someone put their hearts in things, it mad Xiumin happy. âSirius like the black dog of Harry Potter? He sounds a bit frightening now.â He laughs and teases before peeking into the dark house. He could easily tell where things were, even in the dark, but the light was appreciated. He blinked at the noises before laughing at the dog, crouching down and catch his paws as he played, smiling. âHello there handsome boy! I thought youâd be much bigger!â He laughs and runs his hands over the dog before scratching behind his ears as he coos. âWhat a pretty boy~.â He stands slowly, brushing off some dog hair before nodding his head to the otherâs wound. âWe should go get that fixed. The kids will worry if I return home too late.âÂ
âAre you sure?â He questioned before releasing a soft sigh. A huge weight has been lifted from his shoulders. He might not have the money to buy a whole new suit for Minseok, but he would have tried his best to repay the man in some way shape or form. Gunwooâs bottom lip jutted out as he stared at the two, âYeah, his name might be Sirius but heâs just a little baby.â He shook his head before leaving the two alone. Marching toward his bathroom to find the first-aid kit. He lets out a few chuckles, hearing the compliments Minseok was giving his son. âI looking for the kit now.â He yelled, pulling the said kit out from the linen closet. âI found it!â He spoke as he walked back into the living room; handing Minseok the first-aid kit. Gunwoo sat down next to the other male, âCome here, Sirius.â He patted his lap. âUm..Is this going to hurt?â He whispered while stroking Siriusâ stomach. Â
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Gunwoo cackles along with Minseok, sighing as they approach his apartment complex. He listens to the other diligently as they walked through the lobby, toward the elevators. He glances back to make sure heâs not leaving any droplet of blood along the floor. His wound began to throb once they got into the elevator, âReally, Me too! I donât really talk to people because Iâm a little shy. But Itâs comforting to talk to someone.â He presses the button for the fourth floor, taking a deep breathe to ignore the throbbing pain in his arm. âWell, Minseok, I hope you respond to me because I like talking to you.â He smiles toward the other, âOh, do you like dogs? I have a puppy and I promise he wonât do anything. Heâs a sweetheart and he loves visitors.â Â
âI understand that! Seijung was really shy. Heâs my friend from middle school, he is a hybrid and he really was the one who inspired me to become a hybrid specialist. He hated talking to people and was super shy so I understand. Iâve always been outgoing and talkative, to be honest. Iâm just a social butterfly.â He smiles and laughs softly before noticing the breath. He gently lifts the otherâs elbow and pulls the handkerchief away from the wound, tutting as it drips yet, Minseok catching most of the blood on his black suit. âDonât worry, it looks worse than it will be later.â He smiles and laughs. âHonestly, I live with hybrids. Theyâre like pets on steroids personality wise. I love dogs. Donât worry about him actually doing anything, I was also taught in obedience training. As long as he doesnât jump on me while I sew you up, we should be fine.â Â
âI wish I was a social butterfly.â He honestly spoke, wondering how it would be to easily talk to people; unfortunately, He knew heâd be too awkward in any situation that meant for him to speak. Yet, with Minseok it was a little different. Sure, he was a little awkward at first, but Minseok had some type of aura around him, which made it a little easier for Gunwoo to communicate. Gunwoo grimaced as the other patted his wound, âIâm sorry, you got some on your suit.â He whispered, feeling bad that heâs ruining the otherâs suit. The elevator dinged once they arrived to his floor; Gunwoo lead the other down the hall toward his apartment. âReally, I like to think of him as my son. Heâll most likely be all over you once he seeâs you. His name is Sirius by the way.â Gunwoo pulls out his keys to unlock his door, leading the other male inside as he switched on the lights. The pitter-pattering of Sirius running on the hardwood floors echoed throughout the apartment. The pug completely ignored him and ran straight toward Minseok, âHe doesnât love me anymore.â He spoke as he watched his son paw at the others legs.Â
Do me a favor and reblog this if you have absolutely no problems RPing with male muns.
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More often than not, I have come across RPers in the community who seem uncomfortable, nervous, anxious, or who will downright refuse to RP with male muns because itâs âcreepyâ, âwrongâ, and a whole slew of other unfounded, bases bullshit.
Male muns have as much right to RP on Tumblr as do female muns, as do anyone else.
Trust me when I say there IS a lot of hate tossed at male RPers on here.
He canât help but let out a few chuckles, âYou make me sound like Sally from The Nightmare Before Christmas. I guess that makes you the doctor!â He glances toward the other, âKnowing me, Iâd lose the flashlight. Then everything would go downhill from there.â He shakes his head. The otherâs smile is contagious, causing the corner of Gunwooâs lips to tug upward. âSo you are the doctor.â he jokes, âI understand what you mean though. Everyday people get mistreated for being different, but who wants to be normal? Being normal means you have an average life. Life is fun for those who are unique; they see the world different aspect than this so called ânormalâ citizensâ He smiles toward the other, âIâm glad I met you today Minseok, I can call you that right?â
He laughs loudly at the comparison and shakes his head before snorting softly under his breath. âYes, I suppose that might be true. Though I did get a PHD, so I am a doctor. But I feel like itâs a honor I donât deserve. I mean, I only spent four years instead of eight earning my degree.â He hums and nods that the other before smiling. âNormal doesnât really exist though. You only have stereotypical and common. Not normal. And fun can come at any time or from anywhere. I mean, this is fun for me! Itâs rare I get to talk with other people than my hybrids. Stimulating, really, to speak to someone new.â He feels his face heat up and he laughs softly at the use of his given name. âI suppose so, though I might not respond. Iâve been called Xiumin for years now. But if you like, you can call me that.âÂ
Gunwoo cackles along with Minseok, sighing as they approach his apartment complex. He listens to the other diligently as they walked through the lobby, toward the elevators. He glances back to make sure heâs not leaving any droplet of blood along the floor. His wound began to throb once they got into the elevator, âReally, Me too! I donât really talk to people because Iâm a little shy. But Itâs comforting to talk to someone.â He presses the button for the fourth floor, taking a deep breathe to ignore the throbbing pain in his arm. âWell, Minseok, I hope you respond to me because I like talking to you.â He smiles toward the other, âOh, do you like dogs? I have a puppy and I promise he wonât do anything. Heâs a sweetheart and he loves visitors.â Â