I Said Too {Pafp BxB} Much It Overflowed

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  • Gray and damp is the first two words that came to mind when you first viewed the small town, it was as if the days were repeating themselves. Wake up, get dressed, go to school, walk home, eat dinner, study, sleep. It was boring to say the least, he needed at least a hint of excitement or someone to keep him company through the boring days. Loki didn't understand why his mother decided to marry such an old man that lived in a place like this, she only married for the money since her first husband left her (which was also Loki's farther), but this time she claimed it was for 'love.' It was a weak comeback even for someone like her, after all she was the one to tell him love is just lust awaiting to be fulfilled.

    Pale green eyes gazed around the town's small shops as he walked home from school, but they froze when he saw a large staircase leading up to a small building. He lazily headed towards it, cherry flavored lollipop hanging from his mouth as he walked. He let out a sigh from his nose as he put on his glasses to read the signs. Huh, cursed? Well what do I have to lose? I don't believe in these things anyways so nothing bad should happen. His eyes widened when he felt something pull him away from the large staircase. "Listen here, boy you will not go into that shrine. It's cursed tell you! Only bad things come from it." Ah, his step dad for the year. Loki pulled out the lollipop from his mouth, his unemotional eyes pinning the elder. "I can go wherever I want. Your not my farther, and the marriage you have with my mother will probably only last a year so please refrain yourself saying you are my new farther. I've heard it thousands of times." The teens voice showed no emotion as he spoke it made him sound dead.

    Ignoring the shocked face from the man he swatted the hand off his shoulder pushing he lollipop once again in his mouth as he walked up the staircase. The dark haired boy only looked back once, sniggering at the terrified expression the old man wore, quickly taking off his glasses seeing no point in wearing them anymore. "How cowardly is he? There's no such thing as demons or curses just stories that some crazy old man told." His voice was muffled by the lollipop currently hanging out his mouth, he looked around giving himself a small nod as he pushed his hair out his face. Loki sighed around the sweet, he hated the brown in his eyes, it looked as if someone had dropped ink inside water that was the main reason he had bangs covering most of his face.

    The teen glanced at the rather large shrine, his usual monotoned eyes seeming to lighten up with excitement as he shuffled closer to the large wishing well in the middle of the building. Digging coin out his pocket and closing his eyes, clearly not taking anything here seriously. "I wish for a pet demon." He flicked the coin inside he well, opening his eyes. Giggling childishly as he took the lollipop out his mouth, "See nothing happened." He told himself, ignoring the feeling of slight disappointment as he turned around.


    plot::
    Muse A finds a shrine that no body has visited in hundreds of years. Being the curious person Muse A is he prays to a God accidentally wishing for Muse B (A demon of some kind) to be his servant. Muse B slowly falls in love with Muse A, but there's a problem. Muse B thinks Muse A is a girl.

    I'll roleplay Muse A.

  • Viper smiled wide, showing off his long, sharp teeth. "Ah well, you were wrong. Sorry, mon amie." He was a demon with a french accent at least. "I'm Viper." He held out his small, cold hand to Loki. "You're official dead schizophrenic marine demon thingy. Please tell me you got drugs on gou, amour, I've been stuck in that thing for ages without a good high." Viper bounced a little in his spot, fidgeting. He looked up at Loki with his pale blue eyes.
    His skin was also incredibly pale, some may say border line translucent. He was definitely an albino when he was alive. He had a short, skinny stature and always seemed to shiver a bit.

  • Loki yelped in surprise jumping backwards just staring for a few moments as if he'd found the most interesting thing ever. "A joke?" He mumbled walking closer and poking the 'demons' cheek, well he wasn't dreaming. "Very nice, almost made me believe you. If you'll go excuse me I have to make dinner for myself." He said dryly, putting his cherry flavoured lollipop in the mouth of the white haired stranger a mocking smirk invading his lips. "If you are going to follow me home make sure you bring a rose." He called, before slipping past the male and trotting down the stairs not looking back even once. still not taking anything seriously. Loki stood in all his 4'10 height as he reached the bottom of the stairs.


    "See? Nothing bad happened, no demon came to me." Loki snarled to his step father resulting into some water splashed in his face. His eye twitched in annoyance, snatching the bottle which had the tittle of 'holy water' and poured it all over the old man. "I've tried to be nice but this joke is going way too far." He growled trotting away while wiping the drops of water off his face.


    He hummed unlocking his small house's door, instead of living with his mother and stepfather he was staying right next to them in the little house right beside the main. He made sure to both close and lock the door before moving towards the kitchen.

  • Viper stood in the middle of the kitchen, holding a rose. "Here you go. Freshly summoned just for you."
    A towel appeared in his hands and he gently patted Loki's face dry. "So awful to have water thrown at you, yeah?" He smiled sweetly at the other, batting his long eyelashes. "And what are you cooking, amour, I've been without food for way, way too long. Food and meth, if you have those two things I will love you for literally ever." The bouncy frenchie grinned at Loki.

  • Loki cursed loudly while he heard a voice, growling as the demon kept speaking, his eye twitching with annoyance. "Do I look like someone who has the time for drugs?" He asked impatiently, he shook his head deciding that this 'prank' will end quickly if he just played a long. The boy with long dark hair brushed some hair out his eyes while he placed a pot on the stove and filling it up with later. "I'm making spaghetti, if you don't like it don't eat it." He said, his tone was rather feminine and had a mix of many accents. He watched as the water started to boil, gracefully taking out the pasta from a cupboard. If the male really was hungry he should probably do all of it, plus it would be interesting to see how much this 'demon' could eat.

  • "You don't have to cook a lot, mon amie." Viper assured him, standing beside him. "And thank you." He gave Loki a gentle smile, "You really didn't have to cook for me." He went quiet about the drugs, for now anyway. He stretched his arms, watching the water boil. "Do you need help, I'll help." He offered quickly.

  • "Well I am. Mostly because I want to see how much you can eat. I don't know about you but I like men that can eat a lot." Loki said teasingly, placing all the spaghetti in the pot taking no notice of the gentle smile that the demon offered him. "If I needed help I would've told you." The dark haired boy stated stirring the spaghetti with a hum of approval. Loki moved to the washing machine taking out all his clothing farm, huffing as he carried them to his tumble dryer accidentally dropping a sock or two on his way.

  • Viper loyally trotted after Loki, picking up what he dropped for him. "Well, I haven't eaten for a couple hundred years, sooo..." Viper told him, laying the socks back on the pile. "When I was alive I didn't really eat a lot because I didn't have time." He told him. "Well, now I got all the time in the world and no chance of getting fat." He smiled down at Loki. "I never caught your name, don't think, mon amour. Or if you told me I forgot already." He blushed bashfully, looking away. Even a slight blush stood out strongly on his pale complexion.

  • "My name is Loki. But feel free to call me whatever." Loki said while starting to push the large pile of washing into the tumble dryer. Allowing a hum of approval to escape his lips as he set the timer to sixty minutes. He slammed closed the tumble dryer huffing when it didn't work. "You know I think I'm starting to like you." He said with a surprisingly sweet smile, slamming his small hand on the tumble dryer. He watched with unamused eyes as it started to work. Moving away to the food, making sure to lower the temperature on the stove so it didn't boil over. "I need your name sweetheart." Loki finally said, turning his hypnotising green and brown gaze onto silver haired male.

  • Viper smiled, looking like he had just won the lottery. He hugged Loki tightly. "I'm Viper Bordeaux." He told him, beaming. "I'm so happy that you like me, because that means you won't put me back in the horrid tiny space, right? B-because I was hoping we could be friends... Or something." He blinked a few times, gazing at Loki with his sweet looking ice blue eyes.

  • "Ugh, no touching me. I only met you a few minutes ago." Loki hissed out, moving away from the male or trying at least. "You are surprisingly strong." He mumbled stirring the food as the older hugged him. Finally he gave into the hug, gently pressing the side of his head on the others chest with a small blush. Sighing the dark haired boy placed the lid on the pot, tapping his finger on the counter impatiently.

  • Viper shrugged. "I died a Marine, so I would hope I'm at least kind of strong. Plus the whole supernatural powers thing helps a little." Viper told him, nodding. He stood with Loki. "And sorry about hugging you. You're shorter than me so I gotta give you a hug. I think I gained a few inches when I died. If that's possible." Viper concluded, pushing his glasses up on his nose with the heel of his hand.

  • Loki stepped away from the male, straightening out his oversized shirt before starting to work on making the spaghettis sauce with a hum. "So what kind of demon are you exactly? Am I the only one who can see you?" He asked curiously, backing away and stumbling slightly. "Almost." He breathed out standing up straight, clearing his throat while pointing at the small fridge in the corner. "I need the salt and the mince."

  • "I'm a bajang, but don't worry, I wouldn't drink your blood. You're too sweet." Viper smiled, trotting over to get the requested items. "I mean, being a bajang has it's perks, I guess. If you're hungry, just turn into a cat, eat a mouse or something and then there you go!" He smiled cheerfully. "And yea, people can see me. Well, blind people can't."

  • Loki listened to the male while taking out a large knife and a carrot, starting to cut up the vegetable while thinking of his reply. "A bajang, hmm? Aren't they the ones that spread madness and disease among humans? Also don't you feed on children? Saying that I'm only seventeen, meaning I'm still technically considered a child." He wondered out loud taking the knife firmly into his hand and walking up to the silver haired man, pressing the tip of the knife on the pale neck. "If I find you starting to mew at any of my doors I will not hesitate one bit to send you back to where you were before." He growled warningly, his black hair covering his one eye like usual. Unlike most people these days he loved learning things about supernatural creatures, learning about the stories and powers fascinated him unlike any other subject.

  • Viper stared at him with wide eyes. "I-I... You saved me, s-so I have no reason to hurt you..." Viper's voice was quiet. He looked down at the blade at his throat and then to Loki. "Y-you can't kill me, you know that, right?" He whispered. "If I some how spread schizophrenia to you, I give you full permission to send me away." Little Viper's hands trembled a bit under Loki's harsh glare.