cloudypunches
;; excuse me for going mia for a day- i didn’t feel like rping at all sob
anyway, drop things to help me gain muse again <3
cloudypunches
cloudypunches
;; drop things or cb
am very bored-
swrenity-
“—and then, the guy, the evil guy he— wait— why are you looking at me like that.?”
swrenity-
@cloudypunches || “sure you will baby, sure you will.” ( she broke the kiss to mutter out with a giggle before pressing her lips against his again, her arms pulling him closer to her. some times, it was moments like those, with stolen kisses and hushed words, that would make her feel like she was living in a dream. it made her want to hold on to him and never let go, the fears of waking up seeping through her facade of being okay all the time. however, some part of her knew it was all real, and it made her feel safer and more content with not only herself but them in general. having him there was enough to make most of her worries disappear, and her smiles be all truly genuine, and that was enough for her. )
cloudypunches
@swrenity- )) he rolled his eyes. “call me that again and i’m slitting your throat.” he mumbled, equally a joke. the dryness of it all may make you think it’s a joke, but once you hang out with him after awhile, you’d notice that he does these little expressions that let you know it’s all a joke — ie, the crinkles in his eyes. he kissed her slowly, one hand moving to land on her waist while his otjer hand rested on the counter, effectively holding her there as they made out.
swrenity-
@cloudypunches || ( humming softly, she leaned into him eagerly, giggling into the kiss. ) “forgive me for missing your majesty, it won’t happen again.” ( she joked, softly leaning up to kiss his lips again. )
cloudypunches
jake harris-jung
➤ the boxer
cloudypunches
— korean name: taeyang
— korean-american (american dad, korean mom)
born in daegu (sk), but currently lives in san francisco (cali)
— a profession boxer
— somehow immune to a certain siren’s call
— forgetful and prone to anger bouts
— definitely has some psychological issues from traumatic brain injury due to head blows during matches
cloudypunches
( @DVILGRINS ) crazy how he resorted to talking to a devil baby for entertainment.. “i mean.. i’m not sad but i guess it gets pretty lonely cooped up here all alone.”
cloudypunches
( @DVILGRINS ) zachary watched him, the young boy a curiosity to him. his siblings weren’t at all like this boy. was he an anomaly? or perhaps it was his family that was the anomaly? “oh.. neither do i.” he spoke. “well not really. i have my sisters. they’re really nice to me.. not my parents though. they lock me here and pretend i’m not their son..”
cloudypunches
( @DVILGRINS ) makes sense. it’s fall, the airs starting to cool down. “okay..” he glanced over to the door, hoping that both them were being quiet enough to render undetected by his parents. he looked towards the young boy who sat on his carpet. “um.. do you have a family..? aren’t you supposed to be with them?” he questioned.
cloudypunches
( @DVILGRINS ) zachary glanced up, the sudden voice freaking him out. “huh? oh.. uh.. sure.” he murmured. “why are you in my house anyway..?”
galaxyswarrior
i understand what that’s like . ( athena didn’t want to admit how familiar that feeling sounded .) you’ve helped a lot of people though . if there’s anything that you are , it’s good .
cloudypunches
@butlerbites | / sorry ignore what i placed in your mb post. i forgot to put a scenario so i thought you’d need it lol hannah looked up at the killer, wings fluttering as she briefly looked at the flowers. they were planted all on the area around her cottage by the stream. “well.. i’m a fairy. and i’m stronger when around flowers. the roses are arbitrary. they just happen to be my favourite flowers.” the brunette spoke. she nudged one of them with her foot. it was looking droopy and the moment she touched the stem, it perked up a bit.