::Fiery Pღtential:: [CLOSED RP]

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Just like that, Roxas was gone. Axel hadn’t even taken into account what the other male had said about ‘a new sleaze who he tended to destroy’, and went about his morning as he normally would. However, this time with the blond occupying a good portion of his mind. 

And here Axel was, now preparing to get himself dressed for heading to the studio today for the shoot. Apparently, he was going to be meeting his new competition, as his agent had told him. 

The same very competition which Axel had the intention to destroy. Who did he think he was, trying to take Axel’s spot? He damn well had it secured, and wasn’t going to let some newbie just swoop on in and take it.

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Axel had the decency to wear a button down shirt, though he should’ve worn something different; something that didn’t show his neck like his. Sure, it wouldn’t matter once he was actually modelling because he’d be in nothing but underwear, but his manager? He gave Axel absolute hell. Scolding him for the multiple markings dotting over his neck, to be specific; telling Axel how he was a model and it was important to not mar up his skin; warning him to be careful with who the hell he slept with. If it weren’t for him, Axel would’ve walked out his place shirtless for all he could care. 

And of course, he could only groan, wave a dismissive hand and utter an equally as dismissive ‘yeah , yeah’, before getting along with things. Axel liked his agent; appreciated him, he truly did, but some things he just couldn’t bring himself to care. 

Though after all, he did need to look his best today. He’d have to put this new asshole in his place. With an annoyed eye roll, Axel was seated in the dressing room and allowing the makeup crew to begin to cover up the evidence of last night, each with a small blush as they did so. But Axel was rather indifferent. A shrug of his shirt, tossing it aside, they worked on the large scar on his back. 

However, before getting into whatever he was to wear today, he decided to to pay this new guy a little ‘visit’. Their shoot wasn’t to begin as of yet, so with that, he stood himself up, still shirtless simply because he could give the new guy a bit off a whiff of what he was going against; to intimidate him. 

Directed to the dressing room where the new model was currently residing, Axel knocked on the door, wearing a small smirk as he absentmindedly fingered the chakram on his necklace around his neck as he waited. 

———                     ~Knock knock knock~

"Let the games begin." Roxas inhaled deeply removing himself from the comfort of his make up seat. Eyeing the door he approached it and placed his hand on the knob. 

At this moment the thoughts in his head went wild, just who could this guy be? What was he like? And would he be able to beat him? His mind had been occupied with thoughts of his precious redhead all day, and at this very moment, he’s allowing himself to under go the pressure that he should’ve long ago. Nearly laughing at his mind set he shook his head. 

One last look at his own appearance in the full length mirror he grinned and brushed his golden spikes back slightly to show off his stunning blue eyes, those were always one of his strong points. Inhaling once more he quickly turned the knob and swung the door open.

His eyes looking straight ahead, a beautifully pale body was directly in his line of vision. Before he could even look up to view his rival he took a moment he gave his eyes a moment to explore almost every muscle this slim torso bared. Blinking a few times his breath slowed… “Wait.. a minute…..”  His voice was low when Roxas’ blue hues slowly.. slowly moved up the body. 

"Ax…el..?" The thought slowly processing in his head his nostrils flared and his eyes widened. “Axel! What the fuck! You scared the shit out of me… I thought you were the fuckin’ prick I was going to be modeling with! “ Way to go Roxas… you remain oblivious..

Shaking his head he cleared his throat and looked past the redhead. “Ya know… if you stick around here I’ll get in trouble, I’ll head over later babe.”

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163,000 people to be the first five minutes of supernatural

offduty;; Alright you double decker pig farts. I’m off to sleep, I’ve got work again early. Goodnight, sleep well and I’ll do replies tomorrow <3 

The sex-themed Magic Anon list (All NSFW!)

  • Sex Pollen: That tickle in the muse's nose? It's not hayfever, it's a pervy plant, and for the next (Anon decides) the muse is going to want to shag everything that moves. Especially if it moves in front of them.
  • Marathon: For reasons best left up to the cosmos, the muse has the uncontrollable urge to indulge in some 'me time' every half hour no matter where they are or what they're doing for (anon decides). (Try not to get arrested!)
  • Sensitivity: All of the muse is their new erogenous zone, and clothing does not. help this. for the next (anon decides)
  • A sudden um...: For the next (anon decides) muse will suffer an impromptu orgasm every time (anon decides-breathing does not count) happens. It may be multiple things and it may utilize any sense, including time (IE every half hour)
  • The urge: Whether or not they were aware of it before, the muse now has a mating season and it's open. For the next (anon decides) the muse will be driven crazy with the need to go forth and make babies or shag themselves exhausted trying.
  • A gift: Muse is tied up in a chair or a compromising position with a list of instructions detailing others to do (anon decides) sexual act(s) to them. Anyone who comes across them will be compelled to act out these instructions for (anon decides)
  • Irresistible: There's just something about the muse today, and for (anon decides)...but no one they come across will be able to control themselves. No matter who they are or how they feel, they'll be compelled to try to get some personal time with the muse. And it's not for an interview.
  • It's not the Midas touch: If the muse touches someone for the next (anon decides) that person will have a sudden (terribly timed) orgasm. Oops?
  • Owned: Either the muse owns another, or is owned by someone else for (anon decides) but they'll both be compelled to take certain sexy advantage of that for as long as it lasts.
  • Absolute Obedience: Anything anyone asks the muse must do for (anon decides) but one catch - it must be sexual in nature. Oh...wait, no there's two catches. Every time they issue a command they lose more control of themselves and can't help asking more next time. Absolute power corrupts.
  • Four minutes: The world will end immediately if the muse doesn't shag whoever they see for the next (anon decides). And that would just be terrible, wouldn't it?
  • Impaired judgment: Booze, drugs, sex, they all blend together. The muse has had a bit too much of something and thinks everyone around them is prime sex estate for the next (anon decides). They're not compelled to or any good at picking people up, they just think everyone's really hot, you guys.
  • Sleeping Beauty: There's only one way to wake the muse from their slumber (other than waiting for anon decides) and it's not a kiss.
  • Frustration: The muse has a desperate need for relief for (anon decides) but no matter what they do it just won't come without a little help from a friend. A person friend, not a plastic friend.
  • Candid Camera: The muse and someone else have been trapped in a room with cameras an ordered to perform..FOR SCIENCE. Anon could decide who, or it could be anyone who encounters them for (anon decides).

somniavi: Walking up to the stranger who kissed him not long ago, the vampire whipped him round and kissed him on the lips for a moment before pulling back, crossing his arms. "Revenge from earlier."

confideinanobody replied:

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Blushing slightly Roxas rose an eyebrow to the brunette. “Wow.. didn’t think you’d have it in you.” He teased before shrugging as those the kiss was nothing. “Though if you’re going to do it.. do it probably.” He said with a swift motion of leaning forward to place a small kiss on the other lips once more. “There.”

somniavi:

confideinanobody:

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 ———❝Roxas..❞ The blonde said as he looked at the others hand for a moment before firmly shaking it. ❝There is also nothing to resent, espically with me being, correct, Sora.❞ He smiled generously pulling his hand away slowly letting their touch linger.

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"Riiight."

He held Roxas’s hand a little bit longer before letting go. "Nice to meet you, even if it wasn’t usually how I meet people." He shrugged his shoulders with a friendly smile.

 ———❝Glad I could leave an impression.❞ Roxas smiled back before stretching his arms out and ruffling his own blonde spikes.  ❝So.. do you live around here, Sora?

somniavi: Walking up to the stranger who kissed him not long ago, the vampire whipped him round and kissed him on the lips for a moment before pulling back, crossing his arms. "Revenge from earlier."

confideinanobody replied:

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Blushing slightly Roxas rose an eyebrow to the brunette. “Wow.. didn’t think you’d have it in you.” He teased before shrugging as those the kiss was nothing. “Though if you’re going to do it.. do it probably.” He said with a swift motion of leaning forward to place a small kiss on the other lips once more. “There.”

somniavi:

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"Hey, I resent that." Sora raised an eyebrow at the blond. "I barely know you. In fact, I don’t know you at all." He made a shy expression as he was kissed again. 

"Although, that’s easily fixed."

Rubbing the back of his neck, the brunet looked at the blond’s expression. " ‘m Sora." He reached out a cold hand to the blond. "And you are?"

 ———❝Roxas..❞ The blonde said as he looked at the others hand for a moment before firmly shaking it. ❝There is also nothing to resent, espically with me being, correct, Sora.❞ He smiled generously pulling his hand away slowly letting their touch linger.

somniavi: Walking up to the stranger who kissed him not long ago, the vampire whipped him round and kissed him on the lips for a moment before pulling back, crossing his arms. "Revenge from earlier."

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Blushing slightly Roxas rose an eyebrow to the brunette. “Wow.. didn’t think you’d have it in you.” He teased before shrugging as those the kiss was nothing. “Though if you’re going to do it.. do it probably.” He said with a swift motion of leaning forward to place a small kiss on the other lips once more. “There.”

somniavi:

ooc; thank you nwn I love your portrayal of Roxas too <3

Offduty;; Aw shucks, You’re too sweet! But really.. your Sora is darling, I’d love to RP some time if you’d like <3`

 ———❝Hn.. that’s a bit disappointing. Alas, I’ve gotten no kisses back.

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