#ic ⋮ Don't address me with your filthy mouth ( Woochi )

[sinnersall]

      Catching him in his current sate was no extraordinary feat. Although he willed himself not to feel the brunt of the rounds, his skin wasn’t bulletproof. He underestimated just how much lead Niklaus made him eat, that when he passed out before he made it to the extraction point, he didn’t even realize what hit him. The splotches of blood he left behind were like a trail of breadcrumbs for the clean-up crew. They inevitably lead to his capture and containment. If not for UNION’s interest in keeping him alive to extract information, he would have gotten eliminated on sight by the Foundation’s agents.

      But the problem was, nobody could make him talk. After he slowly came back to his senses and realized he was strapped in a straitjacket and blindfolded in an echoey, empty room, he started laughing like a maniac with a voice as light and airy as a feather. Instead of terror, what he was feeling was elation. Maybe he didn’t want to be the Order’s dog anymore. Maybe he didn’t even care enough to see their vision to the end. That was the voice of a man who harbored no fear, but no desire to live either.

      ❝Aaah...❞ a drowsy groan resounded through the intercom. ❝...You should have gagged me when you had the chance... Now, I feel compelled to sing you something. Maybe that will help ease your nerves.❞ Or get on them further.   /   @eeriestatic​

#[Nikki can beat him up now dhgs] #ic ⋮ Don't address me with your filthy mouth ( Woochi ) #blood cw #violence cw

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      Whilst he wasn’t allowed to go anywhere alone, at least he wasn’t confined to a cell like the other D-Classes. Whether or not the staff treated him as such, though, it didn’t matter. He was walking arm-in-arm with the most perfect tour guide around. Little did the agent know though that Woochi was the one steering them towards his desired location, as compelled by the faint trace of a dimensional trail a certain entity was emitting.

      ❝So much scrap...❞, he complained as gloved fingertips trailed across the metallic railing of the catwalk. He abruptly stopped walking when a something or someone beneath their feet piqued his interest. ❝Hm? Doesn’t it feel like we’re being watched?❞, he chuckled, twirling the ends of his hair on his index finger. He didn’t mean the security cameras - those were a no-brainer.   /   @eeriestatic​

#eeriestatic #ic ⋮ Don't address me with your filthy mouth ( Woochi ) #v. ⋮ Foundation #[time to yeet Shiro @ him shgs but I gotta work on Fang stuff too and I'm suffering chores]

[sinnersall]

Continued from here   /   @eeriestatic​

      Easy? Sure. He would indulge him for a while, going about it in his preferred way. Gently, gloveless hands wandered across his upper back, squeezing his shoulders and rubbing away the tension fighting against his fingertips. The proof of a worked body, but no doubt, their previous workout was also showing its effects. Delighted to receive the praise, he leaned into his ear and let out a playful chuckle against its rim, his breath warm and ticklish.

      ❝I am happy you think so.❞, he whispered, retreating his hands from his shoulders in a languid stroke down his arms. 

      Faron had nothing to worry about, however. His pampering wouldn’t stop there. It would take a turn, though, after Woochi put some distance between the two of them and suddenly yanked him back by the shoulders, pinning him down only to then roll him over onto his front. That last part, not before flashing him a cunning smile from above. He gave him no room to argue, not that he thought he would anyway, before throwing a leg over his waist to straddle him and sit down on the backside of his thighs.

      ❝It’s my turn to make you squeal for a while, isn’t it?❞, he hummed, playfully pressing his palm down on the small of his back. He wasn’t safe anymore.

#eeriestatic #suggestive #ic ⋮ Don't address me with your filthy mouth ( Woochi ) #v. ⋮ Foundation #[he's in trouble of catching these hands hdsgs]

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      ❝Oh? How frightening. I had no clue guns would be part of the welcoming committee...❞

      Something about his tone told them that he was mocking them.   /   @eeriestatic​

#eeriestatic #[this shit's dead as fuck have a random starter shdgs] #ic ⋮ Don't address me with your filthy mouth ( Woochi )

[sinnersall]

      The place looked like the site of a disaster. What happened there was yet unknown, but disconcert lingered in the air. Among the rubble, a white haired man was sitting down on a half-collapsed bench, petting a stray cat in his lap. Under his breath, he was humming the tune of Ode to Joy, albeit a more haunting version of it.

      ❝Cats are lovely creatures, aren’t they?❞, he asked in a sing-song voice when the looming presence caught his attention. ❝Perfect little killing machines.❞   /   @ask-the-fool​

#askthefool #ic ⋮ Don't address me with your filthy mouth ( Woochi )

[sinnersall]

"Woah woah m'good sir, let us not 'jump the gun' here! I thought ... I thought you'd perhaps be merely amused by being on the other side of things you normally initiate for once, like a sort of perspective flip-flop eheheh! Y-yes, that's most certainly it. Though now I realize this is not the case, a most valuable lesson learned!" (operation: hasty retreat has commenced sdklfjsdl)

      ❝... ... ... Tch.❞

      ❝...❞

      ❝As much fun as it would be to watch you writhe in agony, this servility will have to do.❞

#[been sitting in my inbox for weeks dsgs] #Anonymous #answer ⋮ if you want it come and get it #ic ⋮ Don't address me with your filthy mouth ( Woochi )

[sinnersall]

“ Am I good enough for you? ” Faron @ Woochi [talk out the troubles bois lookin at dis list]

      Following his question, he stopped whatever he was doing and turned his attention towards him. Nervousness showed when he began fidgeting with his necklace all of a sudden, but a reassuring smile was there despite his upturned brows. That wasn't a question he could just take in stride, not when the person addressing it was someone he was obviously fond of. Even more than that - dangerously attracted and attached to.

      ❝You have been wonderful so far.❞, he replied as he closed in the distance to rest his head against his shoulder. Unfortunately, if Faron thought that a but was coming, his fears would have come to fruition shortly after. ❝... But something is missing. Something, that I feel incomplete without.❞

      As for what that was, he would tell him after he reached out for his hand and cupped it with squeezes on each side, chocolate hues gazing pleadingly up at him.

      ❝I miss fighting side by side with a partner. I miss being able to express myself that way. Working towards a goal means much more to me than you can possibly imagine...❞, his voice trailed off into a soft mutter. ❝This might be an impossible request to satisfy, but... Do you think I could join you in whatever it is you’re doing, watch your back? Or do you not yet trust me enough for something like that? Or perhaps you have your doubts about my abilities...❞ To emphasize what he meant, he showed him his cuffed wrists. There wasn’t much he could do with those on, but without them... There was no telling what he would do.

#[give me more. they are the perfect candidates for ship pain sdgs] #eeriestatic #answer ⋮ if you want it come and get it #ic ⋮ Don't address me with your filthy mouth ( Woochi )

[sinnersall]

      ❝My ideal God doesn’t allow heterosexuals in their garden.❞

#religion cw #crack ⋮ the afterlife of the party #ic ⋮ Don't address me with your filthy mouth ( Woochi ) #[I will not explain shdgs]

[sinnersall]

      ❝Oh, what’s with that look... It couldn’t be that you’re actually interested, hmm?❞, he chuckled and tilted his head, pinching his chin between his fingers. ❝Thanks to recent developments, we are no longer recruiting.❞ Such developments certainly had to do with what he believed to be his deceased partner, if his twisted smile was anything to go by. ❝But we do welcome those that share our vision.❞

      Spoken like a true lunatic fanatic.   /   @eeriestatic​‘s Jojo

#[should I be happy or sad that he's the most popular choice rn shgs] #eeriestatic #verse tbt #ic ⋮ Don't address me with your filthy mouth ( Woochi )

[sinnersall]

❝ Wow, looks like he hates you even more than me. ❞ - jojo @ Woochi [dadhat go no]

      ❝So it would seem...❞ he hummed while playing with his necklace. 

      By the looks of it, they modified his phase force suppressing shackles; by removing the chain that bound them, he was able to move his hands freely, and as a result, Woochi would complain less about having to wear them. Moreover, everybody else would be safe from his antics. At least, until he made a grab for someone’s gun...

      ❝But it is within his rights to hate me. While pursuing my own goals, I used his beloved twins as stepping stones. If someone were to hurt the person I care about, who knows what I would do...❞

      Oh, he knew what he would do.

#[slow and steady... imma empty my inbox eventually shdgs] #eeriestatic #answer ⋮ if you want it come and get it #ic ⋮ Don't address me with your filthy mouth ( Woochi ) #v. ⋮ Foundation

[sinnersall]

❝ Come on, you can be honest. ❞ - Thatcher @ Woochi [dont answer him shfhc he just wanna hear you tell him you almost oofed the twins he'll hate x10]

      ❝I am honest. It was nothing more than an unfortunate misunderstanding and conflict of interests...❞

      He had a feeling that saying otherwise would have gotten his face smashed in again and he’d only just healed after the previous time it happened.

      ❝My apologies... Did I come off as disingenuous?❞ he paused and tilted his head by the slights. ❝I mean, in this room?❞

#eeriestatic #answer ⋮ if you want it come and get it #ic ⋮ Don't address me with your filthy mouth ( Woochi ) #v. ⋮ Foundation

[sinnersall]

@eeriestatic​ said: 

God forbid they tried keeping Woochi from going outside with Faron, because that would've been impossible. Not only his authority, but Faron had a strong reputation much like the twins - if not more threatening and he wasn't fumbling with words when he said he was going to have Woochi with him, no matter what he was doing. And going outside to wait for a few other members that shared the same rank as him were what he had to attend. Albeit, Faron might've not got his entire way, seeing they posted agents at the far gate entrance outside the main they were at. They obviously didn't trust Woochi.

He didn't care about them - as long as he was there with him. But considering the environmental change, it was a lot colder now, Faron didn't think to consider how well that meant for Woochi while they were in waiting. Exchanging a small side glance at him off to the side, the facility wasn't going to treat him any better than they do D-classes even if he wasn't stuffed in an orange jumpsuit. He was stuck with what he came with, even if Woochi might've not shown signs of his discomfort to the atmosphere - Faron chose his judgement by a steamed breath of hot air against the cold. He had a coat, and he wasn't going to allow his exposure.

As alerting as it might've been, his silent pivot landed him behind Woochi - a flutter of coat sounding off. Even if it did grab his attention to look over his shoulder, he'd have been greeted by a sheet of black before Faron plopped his coat to drape over his shoulders - sure it might've been dense, but it was extremely warm. He didn't stop there though, as soon as the coat was settled in place, Faron's arms came next and wrapped around him, locking hands over his waist in an enveloping hug.

"I don't want you getting cold out here, you get the best coat on site." Faron chimed in with a chuckle, squeezing around his frame now before tucking the side of his head against his own with a few pecking kisses. While at the same time for his assertive cuddling and nudges of head, their surrounding company was present from other agents eyeing them, they were practically invisible to Faron. Woochi was stuck taking the brunt of his affections that were potentially ticklish once he tucked against his neck, while the weigh sway he urged their bodies in sync to followed. [take some bundle soft]

      Nobody would blame them for doing the right thing. Woochi wasn’t to be trusted and he knew that much. In comparison to Faron, he was delighted to catch the agents with a glance, a smile blooming softly on his lips in acknowledgement. That way he knew that even if he would act out of weakness, he wouldn’t make it very far - he would get shot down like he deserved, if he were to ever hurt Faron for one reason or another.

      But those were just thoughts that he kept hidden away while actively snuffing out his impulses before they got the better of him and ruined something beautiful.

      ❝Oh...!❞, he gasped when Faron caught him off-guard. Truly, he had been spacing out to the point where the temperature slipped his mind. Although some of his wounds were still tender when exposed to the brisk air, he would have refused the coat if he got an opening to retaliate - unfortunately for him, he was left with no choice but to sink within his partner’s arms and accept his fate, chuckling softly under his breath. As he tugged on the lapels to fasten them around his shivering frame, he turned to peek over his shoulder and rested his head against Faron’s - or at least attempted to while falling prey to the onslaught of ticklish affections.

      ❝Is it wise, my dear? Should I happily receive your coat and watch you succumb to the environment?... No matter the response, I’d much rather freeze over than have you suffer.❞, he cooed, his hands grabbing gentle squeezes at his arms, rubbing them to and fro to wram them up. ❝But, that much is true. It is a blessing, just like its owner. I wonder...❞ Humming gently, he twisted his upper half enough to be able to face him better and pulled one of the lapels apart, holding it open in an inviting manner. ❝Is there not room for two in here? I do not take up much space, as I’m sure you’ve noticed. The only space I insist on occupying is the one inside your mind.❞

#eeriestatic #answer ⋮ if you want it come and get it #ic ⋮ Don't address me with your filthy mouth ( Woochi ) #v. ⋮ Foundation #[sighs in softs...yes...] #[ep 33 can't hurt me...]

[sinnersall]

      ❝I could burn terrible things into your retina if I so desired...❞

#ic ⋮ Don't address me with your filthy mouth ( Woochi ) #[all the memes you hate he's gonna brute force them into your mind shgs]

[sinnersall]

      ❝All I am saying is, things with ugly feet should simply not be allowed to exist.❞

#feet cw #crack ⋮ the afterlife of the party #ic ⋮ Don't address me with your filthy mouth ( Woochi ) #[my gf and I were talking about the ugly ass new fgo servant drawn by raita and I threw up in my mouth a lil bit]

[sinnersall]

Rapid typing noises can be heard in the background. "Subject visibly ever so slightly reviled by the ultimate line of impromptu obnoxious melody. Endeavors underway to pinpoint other possible Achilles' heels and cracks in unfazed façade. Small subset mission objective - completed."

      ❝Oh, dear... It’s you again.❞, he chuckled while fidgeting with the ends of his side-swept hair. ❝While I do find your little obsession with me to be compelling to say the least, I doubt it is the healthiest thing you could be doing with your time. Might I suggest finding a less detrimental hobby?❞

      He was one to talk about unhealthy obsessions.

#[detrimental bc he's gonna draw his gun in a sec sdhgs watch it] #Anonymous #answer ⋮ if you want it come and get it #ic ⋮ Don't address me with your filthy mouth ( Woochi )

[sinnersall]

The hooded, oh so very enigmatic figure seems to be frantically jotting down notes on the bespectacled wonder's reaction to the previous statement, fingers sliding and zipping across the keys of the miniature laptop before them. "Subject did not generate the anticipated reaction to said stimulus, reevaluate and reassess protocol. Consider the potential consequences of initiating reintroduction of a different category of stimulus; subject prone to intermittent periods of immunity to inanity."

      ❝Oooh... Is it not rude not to look your interlocutor in the eye? I thought we were having a conversation.❞, he chuckled. Despite his friendly tone of voice, he abruptly pressed his palm down on the backside of her laptop and slammed it shut. 

      ❝Or perhaps you thought you could make an asinine comment and get away with it. I have to admit, you’re much cuter with your mouth shut.❞

#[I'm still waiting for someone to annoy him enough that I get to use his angry sprite but... it's not happening is it shdgs he's too calm] #Anonymous #answer ⋮ if you want it come and get it #crack ⋮ the afterlife of the party #ic ⋮ Don't address me with your filthy mouth ( Woochi )