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#—; Brain randomly decided that I’m annoying and a bad writer and that I shouldn’t be on here so#—; gonna clean bunny cage and then maybe play viddy games??#i'm jet laggin' mccracken; || ooc;#—; also worked on what is usually a day off so that’s not helping
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"I am." Mystery states without even missing a beat, looking over the other, moving a hand to rest on the small of Romance's back. "You're not living up to their expectations, you're going overboard."
Not that Mystery didn't understand, it was pretty fun to mess with their little 'fans'. They didn't seem to realize they were living breathing people-- well, okay, they weren't any of those, but the point stood.
"Well, do me a favor, and next time, make sure the girl passing out doesn't land on my foot."

@llimerrence asked: "Romance, really?" Mystery laughs softly, leaning forward slightly. "Did you have to make that girl pass out?" He gently knocks his shoulder into Romance's. "Couldn't have just left her off easy, could you?"
random asks || always accepting
"Are you insinuating that I would ever do something so uncouth on purpose?" Romance leans on his fellow idol, one hand clasped over his heart as though mortally wounded by Mystery's words. As though it were his fault that he was so irresistible to human women.
"I'm just trying to live up to their expectations. Would hate to disappoint the fans by not being as romantic as they think I am."
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Mystery's hands begin fidgetting with the buttons on Abby's shirt, not actually undoing them or even intending anything by the motion. They simply were there, and he needed something to mess with in order to keep his focus from wandering to other things.
"Next time, don't pick me up like a sack of flour." Mystery chuckles, moving to place their head against Abby's shoulder, glad his eyes are obscured as he oogled Abby's body from his vantage point. "I'm precious cargo, you know."
"It's way more fun to just grab you, though!" Abby chuckled and gave Mystery a squeeze before loosening his hold enough for him to get cozy. He knew he could've asked -- he could've asked anyone, honestly -- but he liked the sneak attack part of just randomly picked one of the other Saja Boys up.
"Just getting practice for the fans! You know they looove a buff dummy."
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I finished the edit, so here's the gremlin in all their chaotic glory ! :D
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Bully them!!! Tease them!!! Do it !!!!
do ur worst to make nao blush, embarassed, absolutely destroy them
bonus points if ur muse can actually make nao speechless
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Zoey and nao are so cute wtf
#i'm jet laggin' mccracken; || ooc;#—; I’m like. gonna go to bed soonish but. yall ™#—; they???? they
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i saw this outfit and i just went "oh so hes a slut for attention" and that became the biggest part of mystery's personality behind the scenes lmao
i knew there was a reason he was the one who went "yeah ill claim nao as my pet"
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Mystery huffs, moving to push Abby onto the couch so that he can climb into Abby's lap. He wouldn't admit it, or say that he did so if anyone ever asked or brought it up. But, here he was, doing it anyway.
"Jinu." Mystery states, as deadpan as ever, looking up at Abby as a slight smirk crawls across his lips. "And probably me."
"Hey, I've been a demon my entire life, okay -- my time across the Honmoon hasn't ever been this relaxed." Meaning, give him a break for not knowing any of these 'old movies' that apparently everyone else already knew.
He huffed a little as the remote was snatched, about to just drop it -- and then, Mystery said that.
The gasp he let out was loud and extremely dramatic, accompanied by a hand pressing against his chest. "Who's hotter than me, huh? I'll kill them."
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Bobby has really got to get with the program; Nao knows Bobby cares about the girls. So did Nao. That doesn't mean that Bobby can just ignore his own life in favor of theirs-
"Dude, there are bots for that." Nao sighs; before moving to take the phone from him, and quickly typing in a few things. "I literally coded one for the moderation of a fan page. Gimme a sec-" Nao mutters, lips moving silently as they quickly add a couple things. "Aaaand done. There. Any hate , negative or questionable comments will be flagged as needing futher review, and only you'll be able to acept or delete them. Later." They slip the phone back into Bobby's pocket.
"So, can I have my attention now?"
@llimerrence asked:
Nao slips between Bobby & his phone, their arms move around Bobby’s neck and they pout. “You’re paying attention to the wrong thing right now.” Nao states, tilting their head to block Bobby’s sight more. “No Fan written article is more important than your very cute and needy partner. We all know Hunter/X is gonna win. I literally know the person who wrote it.” Nao’s hands move to Bobby’s face making it so they’re looking into his eyes. “Now, turn off the phone or I’m gonna take drastic measures.”
Bobby blinked, looking over at Nao as he moved his face. Not that he had much of a choice. His hand moving through the page, before moving back down to his phone, his gaze returning to the screen. He had to take care to make sure the girls never saw the nasty sides of the internet too often.
"I...I really should keep an eye on this. If any hate comments appear on this page, I need to get them removed."
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"No, no, still bad. still horribly bad."
"LESS WORSE IS ICE... it's a loaf of water!"
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𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 ; 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒; bold what applies, italic what sometimes applies. feel free to add on!
𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. being unable to stop smiling. laughter. bear hugs. happy tears. waving arms around. dancing. contently sighing. eyes twinkling. laugh lines. childlike playfulness. skipping. talking more. affection. cracking more jokes than usual. gesturing more when talking. higher pitched voice. squealing. jumping around. clapping.
𝐒𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. tearing up. self-hugging.one-arm cross.an aching chest. scratchy throat. a runny nose. turning away. deep breaths. quivery smiles. crying. infantile sobbing. hands gripping each other or an object. covering mouth. puffy eyes. eyes appear red. voice breaking. a distant or empty stare. monotone voice. asking for comfort. faking a smile. crumbling. shaking. whimpering. depression. abusing an unhealthy habit. withdrawing from others. big teary eyes. doing something even if it could hurt them.
𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫. furrowed brows. baring teeth. passive-aggressive comments. avoiding eye contact. sarcasm. headache. sore muscles. hiding clenched fists. irritability. jumping to conclusions. raising voice. going silent. demanding immediate action. keeping it all in until exploding. body tensing. making risky decisions. middle finger.
𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫. wanting to flee or hide. what-ifs. images of what-could-be flashing in mind. uncontrollable trembling. rapid breathing. screaming. a skewed sense of time. irritability. keeping silent. denying fear. turning away from the cause .pretending to be brave. nail-biting. lip-biting. scratching skin. a joking tone but a voice that cracks. fainting. insomnia. panic attacks. exhaustion. substance abuse. tics. rushing adrenaline. face draining of colour. hair lifting on the back of the neck. feeling rooted to the spot. making body as small as possible. staring but not seeing. crying. a shrill voice. whispering. gripping something or someone. stuttering. flinching at noises. pleading.
𝐄𝐱𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. constantly yawning. blurring words together. dark circles or lines under eyes. mood swings. hallucinations. calling people by the wrong name. dizziness. denying they’re tired. slow blinking. trouble concentrating. stumbling. leaning on a doorframe for support. sluggish movements. falling asleep someplace that isn’t a bed. becoming irritated by the smallest things. “i’m awake, i’m fine.” shaking so bad they spill their drink. fall asleep in their clothes. lay their head on the table because they’re so tired. passing out.
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Nao: Idk im not that talented at things
me, gesturing: Nao, you can literally code shit because you "needed" to know how to hack a game to get rid of a censor bar. so you learned an entire programming language.
me, gesturing: you literally moderate at least two tw/tter accounts and have coded multiple bots to do stuff for you.
Nao: ...yeah but thats not like. talent.
#about; || nao;#--; theyd never say they are good with computers or tech or anything#--; but like. theyre a modern dude living in the age of youtube#--; and they hyperfix on things#--; yeah they know how to do a l o t
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i might go ahead and make some more edits of nao because,,,this is cute lmao
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do ur worst to make nao blush, embarassed, absolutely destroy them
bonus points if ur muse can actually make nao speechless
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@thcsedesires said: “ i’m not wearing any underwear right now. “ (Zoey @ Nao)
do ur worst to make nao blush, embarassed, absolutely destroy them (bonus points if ur muse can actually make nao speechless)
Nao leans forward, his arms around the idol on his lap. Their lips near her ear as they mutter,
"And you waited until now to tell me, why?" The movie was already half over; if Zoey wanted to rile Nao up, she sure took her sweet time- not that it did much. They were already turned on simply from her presence. If that knowledge did anything, it just made their arms tighten a bit more around her middle.
"You do know that you could've been riding me this entire time, right?" They ask incredulously, "You should've started with that, Zo. Not asking me what movie to put on!"
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