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@werewxlfe
🍀🍀🍀🍀🍀 - Ask Meme
I. ABSOLUTION he cannot be forgiven for what he’s done
II. RECOMPENSE his pack may be dead, but retribution will come someday
III. ECHO the deaths of his sisters bothers him more than he thinks
IV. VERACITAS there is no truth to the life he lives
V. CAVE eventually his world will come crashing down
“Guess ye’d be a lonely, bored man, if not for me, aye?” Teasing, her tone was light, and she leaned forward. “The usual, or’d ye just come for a chat, Wolfe?”
“I don’t mind, either way. I quite like talkin’ with ye, f’thats all ye came for.”
“I’d chat with you, but you’ll end up charging me more - I’m not the greatest conversationalist,” he stated. “In other words, the usual . . though, if there’s something in particular you want me to do, I can. It’d be better if this was enjoyable for the both of us, no?”
“Almost over, so aye, I suppose so.” She giggled, crossing one leg over the other. “Yeself?”
“Not bad, not bad. It’s been a long one, but I guess that’s why I’m here. Well, part of the reason.” Sex was a good release after a bad day, after all.
Face flushing red under his roommate’s gaze, a grin of relief streaked across his face. “I am sorry!” He cried, bowing in apology. “You must pout more! Tai-Yun pouts and it is upsetting to watch.” No less, he giggled. “I will make you your steaks if it will make it better.”
“Of course.” Far from insulted or worried, instead, Tai watched the other man with narrowed black eyes. He nodded slowly then, turning his gaze back to Jeong, and his expression morphed. Eyes going wide, mouth falling open slightly, a faint tremble slipped across his lips, and he reached out to tug gently at the hem of Jeong’s shirt.
“Angel, can we have kimchi with the steaks?”
“네, I would, but l’m not pretty when I pout. Better that I don’t.” Even so, he grinned, glad for the offer he’d just been made. “Steaks would be great - and I agree with your boyfriend there; kimchi would be good.”
“I’ve always got time for you. Come in, have a seat.”
“You know just how to make me feel special, don’t you.” That was her job, in a sense, but it still provided him with some source of self-confidence. Still, he seated himself as told, then glanced up at her - something he had to do anyways, but to a greater extreme now. “Having a good day so far?”
“Hello, handsome.”
“You’re still working, no? I’m not about to keep you from heading home?”
@darlingmarla
“Long time no see.”
“Tai-Yun,” Jeong scolded, letting go of his pitiful demon of a boyfriend. “No one is here to burn the things you love. What do you love but me and food, hmm? I cannot burn! And geugeos-eun joh-eun su issseubnida, if all your food burns!” No less, he stood up, playing with Tai’s hair.
“Wolfy, this is my new boyfriend that I told you about. Tai-Yun, this is my roommate.”
“You say new like I haven’t been with you for months now, angel.” Grumbling, letting the boy slip through his fingers, Tai leaned into the touch that he was given, eyes falling to slits. “Do not burn my bacon.”
“No, no catching anything else on fire. He speaks highly of you, I don’t feel like eating you.”
“Oh, you don’t want to eat me? How wonderful. That’s not a thing most people have to worry about, you know. Anyways - I’m not one for cannibalism, but I can promise you that I’ll do much worse than eat you if you hurt him.” His grin was sharp-toothed and threatening - he wasn’t letting Tai-Yun get away with jack shit against his roommate of five years.
“Wait a minute - did you say bacon? You’ll make bacon for your boyfriend, but not for me? 못쓰게 만들다, I thought we were better friends than that.” All seriousness was gone - he couldn’t let Jeong see that side of him for too long, lest he start asking questions.
“I know, I know,” Jeong tried to console. “It is a ba–”
Wolfe.
Black eyes suddenly very wide, Jeong looked up, lips pursing as he looked up at his roommate. His shirtlessness didn’t bother him, too used to his friend to question it, but he gave a tiny, sheepish wave.
“Hi, Wolfy. Bad time.”
Hair disheveled where it stood out from under the hood of his sweatshirt, Tai twisted his head until he could find the newcomer.
Wolfy, the roommate then.
“Have you come to light the things I love on fire too?”
He couldn’t even dignify that with a response this time around, only managing a roll of his eyes. His name wasn’t Wolfy, but Jeong knew that well and good already. “A bad time? 네, it’s always a bad time with you.”
“Jeong-ho’s the only pyromancer in this house, but I’m sure I can find a way to do so if it comes down to it.”
Cecily smelt the other before he saw him. Wolf. Omega. She tensed preparing for a possible fight. She knew Zeke would probably say that she was being rude and how preparing to brawl was no way to greet strangers. But her years roaming as a lone wolf before joining the wolf pack left her weary of any and all people. But the stranger didn’t seem to want to cause trouble. A casual conversation couldn’t hurt.
“Uh, yeah a bit, but I’m running low on groceries so I have to endure it. Happy I packed my coat, though. What about you? What brings you out on this cold day?”
"My roommate needed the place to himself for a bit,” he said, though he couldn’t honestly say Jeong had kicked him out. Rather, he figured the pyromancer needed a bit of space. “I caught your scent while I was about, and I was . . curious. What’s a lone wolf like yourself doing here? There’s so many packs about, I would have thought you might . . stick to one, at the very least.”
“I realise I’m making assumptions, but you’re not currently surrounded by a pack, and you still smell like an omega.” Like me.
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I HUNT THEREFORE I AM — For werewolves who live by themselves and will never be back home; who hear the call of the wild and howl to the bright full moon above their heads. After their transformation, their whole bodies quiver, and their lips trickle down drops of blood.
(listen)
Pulling him into a hug, Jeong pushed Tai’s head against his chest. “I know, Yunnie, I know. It is terrible and cursed and we must get you a new one. It’s okay. Don’t cry!”
Mouth caught against his boyfriend’s clavicle, Tai couldn’t even see his face when he tried to look up. Just the sharp of his jaw, and he sighed, pressing closer. Arms wrapping around his waist, he pulled Jeong into his lap, Titan’s tail thumping heavy against his bare feet.
“I didn’t even fuck you in that car, Jeong-ho! I took care of it, kept it clean, why does it hate me so?”
All he’d wanted was a goddamn glass of water. The fires outside had trapped him indoors, but they also made him feel parched; who could blame him for wanting to get a drink? Of course, fate had other things in mind, and he found himself walking in on some sort of moment.
“젠장, Yi Jeongho,” he started. “Are you going to introduce me, or am I going to have to hide forever?”
@cecily-choi
He could smell her from a distance - another omega. Wolfe’s approach was slow, for he was wary; he hadn’t been around another lycanthrope (not including Marla) in years. Just because this girl was as alone in the world as he was did not mean that she wouldn’t be dangerous, and he wasn’t looking for a fight. Not today.
He drew his jacket more tightly around himself as he neared her, though he kept a few feet between them. “Cold out today, no?” Casual conversation was the best way to go.
“Oi! Mate, you dropped this,” She held it out, extended toward them. “It fell right out your coat, there.”
“I think you’re mistaken; that’s not mine,” the werewolf said, a frown crossing his features.
Laughing, Leslie shook his head. “You know, that’s a good question. I have no fucking clue, honestly, my sire gets them.”
“Your sire? Vampire clans must be close-knit if you can depend on your maker to get you one.”
Letting out a squeal, he held his hands up. “Not me! I am sensible but this isn’t not sensible!”
“Look, Wolfy, he is nice. He is very, very nice, he just eats a lot, which is fine because I cook a lot! Ne? It is okay, I promise, he probably doesn’t even care about wolves like you.”
He couldn’t help the growl that escaped him, though it was more one of frustration than true anger. “I’m worried about you. If he does anything to you, I’ll tear out his throat.” That was the most violent thing he’d said before his roommate since they’d met, but his tone was dead serious.
